#zewu jun

[wintertundra-art]

"He has been proper and righteous his whole life, untouched by the corruption of the secular world. The only mistake he has ever made in his life is you!"

[wangxianswuji]

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[karlathewitch]

What's Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi) is about?

It is easy: Jin Ling's uncle dies to bring back Jin Ling's uncle, who was killed by Jin Ling's uncle, except not really. Then Jin Ling's uncle, and Jin Ling's future uncle teams up to solve the mystery of a mutilated corpse, who was actually Jin Ling's uncle, and was killed by Jin Ling's uncle. This leads to the scene where Jin Ling's uncle, Jin Ling's future uncle, Jin Ling's uncle, and Jin Ling's uncle confronts Jin Ling's uncle. Then Jin Ling uncle gets stabbed by Jin Ling's uncle, and gets killed by the ghost of Jin Ling's uncle. In the end it turns out that everything was planned by Jin Ling's uncle.

[imma-bunni]

After a long day's work as clan leader, Zewu Jun likes to go to the meadow to pet the bunnies and relax. (He deserves soft things ♡) This is an art trade with my incredible amazing ridiculously fantastic sister @bora-panda !! Look at what she drew for me!!! (ෆ˶˃♡˂˶ෆ)

[twistedappletree]

lan wangji: *brings home baby a-yuan*

lan xichen: i want one too :(

lan jingyi:

[feralcrybaby]

a proper reunion... for @evilhasnever for @xiyaogotcha4gaza

[idolision]

[shayinstarlight]

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A love built on stillness. Lan Xichen doesn't chase or rush. Your bond grows like ink on parchment,slow, graceful, and impossible to erase.

You bring laughter into his life. The first time he hears you really laugh,loud and unfiltered,he just watches you, eyes soft, as if he’s memorizing the moment like a rare flower blooming.

He doesn’t flirt. He cherishes. The way he pours you tea, the way he listens intently, the way he adjusts your robes if they’re slipping—all tender acts of devotion.

You call him Zewu-jun in front of others, but privately? He melts when you whisper “Xichen” with that look in your eyes.

Quality time. He doesn’t need grand gestures. Just sitting beside you in the library, reading quietly with your fingers occasionally brushing, is more intimate than any ballad.

If you’re injured, he remains calm outwardly but you’ll wake up with him seated at your bedside, his eyes rimmed with exhaustion, whispering “You came back to me.”

You once got caught in a dispute with another sect. Lan Xichen smiled politely during the meeting and dismantled their entire argument in four measured sentences. They didn’t even realize they’d lost until hours later.

Mornings are sacred. He makes you tea before you wake. You often find flower petals placed on your scrolls, or rare books he found in town “that reminded me of you.”

He’s surprisingly good at fixing things with his hands,hairpins, seals, even weaving. Once, he mended your sleeve by moonlight when you fell asleep early. You never noticed, but he did it with a small smile.

He plays the guqin for you when you're anxious. The sound of his music feels like a lake at dawn,pure, steady, endless.

He doesn’t raise his voice. But when he’s hurt or frustrated, he grows quiet. You can see it in how he won’t meet your eyes, in how his shoulders slope just slightly more.

He’s terrified of betrayal not because of what it does to him, but because he thinks it makes him weak for not seeing it coming. It takes time for him to trust his heart again.