WY succeeded in creating a talisman capable of projecting one’s deepest thoughts. To test it, he and JC secretly stuck it to the library window, pointed at LZ.
It turned out that LZ harbored some rather forceful thoughts about how to discipline WY. With his mouth. With his hands
alpha actor Iwj would face a lot of criticism cuz he only do characters that are stoic or villains... hes so hot, they want him in a romcom!!!! but NO ONE has chemistry with him. enter younger actor omegaxian
omega mafia princess wei ying making his baba threaten the lan family to make lwj his fiance 🤭🤭 hes like a spoiled pretty baby demanding it because he saw lwj at school and hes in love! he looks like a prince! wei baba is not so sure cuz a-ying you are too young... 🥲
innocent wei ying meeting mafia boss lwj because he sees this big tall man walking and wait!!! sir your wallet just fell!! 🥺 he picks up and smiles, ignoring how shady lwj looks, his hand has a big dragon tattoo and hes being followed by men dressed in suits....
baby dragonji meets baby foxxian for the first time when lqr takes wwx back to cloud recesses. deeply frightened by all the dragons he sees, wwx holds lqr’s hand tight.
lqr: [about to announce he’s adopting foxxian]
lwj, looking at wwx: shufu, you brought back dinner💦
wwx: 😨😭
Omegaxian presenting during the lectures, begging Lan Qiren not to write to jfm, not understanding, the beta does it anyway. This turns into a whole thing, because the next thing Qiren is met with is his youngest nephew, all but ready to tear out the heart of the Jiang clan-
mothxian making dresses & capes out of flower petals and lwj makes sure his baby moth has enough fluffy ones for the winter time…. witchji making sure mothxian’s delicate wings don’t get frostbitten by creating a spell that makes wwx’s clothes emit heat and keeps him toasty🥹
#mdzs
Lan Wangji gets so cute and clingy when he's drunk. He used to pass out entirely after one sip but, over the years, he's built up a tolerance.
Now, whenever he's tipsy, all 6'2" of him clings onto his boyfriend like a limpet, mumbling sweet nonsense into his neckline—
Wei Wuxian was bored.
The Grand Banquet of the Four Great Clans stretched before him like an endless sea of stiff robes and boring speeches. His leg bounced under the table. His fingers itched to grab something, throw something, do anything.
Then something tugged at his chest.
Good for all the Japanese people for standing up against this.
This isn't the future
it's just technological colonialism. They've stolen your artists, your creators, and years of Japanese cultural history that have inspired so many people around the world (including me)