Nie Huaisang - Blog Posts

Okay so I just want someone to made fanfiction about Mo Dau Zu Shi.

Like, guys, I got this idea and try to write something like this on my native, Polish, but its just not the thing I want?

Lemme explain, okay?

So, I think about cultivation world. Like, they're cultivating, right? They collecting qi, energy having its origin and beginnings in Nature, right? So, what if there were people who has that one big connection with Nature, that understands it so much, that it somehow became painful? People sensitive to energy to such an extent, that they can read mood in the crowc just from air? People with natural empathy, not only in character, But also having a real capacity for Empathy after passing a certain border of connection with Nature after starting the process of puberty? People this could be this rare that they're respected and valued, protected. Powerful and wise in way normal cultivators aren't. Connectet to natural order of universe in way that they're almost one with energy in the air, that they can cultivate almost without trying.

These people, with their abilities, are called saints.

Of course, their qi affinity is high, but in the world I think 'bout even this can't help them, if something horrible happened. In the world I think about, Jiang Yanli is one of them.

And Wei Ying next one.

I think about is as Saints being blessings for the family, and that no one can give birth to more than one Saint for WHOLE family - no brother of yours, no cousin, no distant aunt can bring from your blood next Saint to life. And this could be the only one proof Yu Ziyuan needs to be sure of her husband's love for her and children's, and his loyalty for her, to became more responsible for Wei Ying, and giving them proper childhood along with her own children. As it should be in the original.

I think about world, where even being a Saint, someone precious to world, cannot bring you absolute safety, because you still can fall under pressure, poison, expectations, like Jiang Yanli as young child, in world I imagine. And only many years of care, and medicines, and love of family and help from other Saint, like - i dunno - maybe Wei Wuxian absolutely loving their Shijie as Jiejie and protecting her and heaaling because they're family. Because, you know, demons of the heart can last longer that you can think, it's hard to take care of them, and they're plus poison could almost kill our sweet Yanli?

But - she will recover. Of course she will. I wish for a fluff.

I imagine that in this world for no reason in the generation on Yanli, Wangji, Wuxian, Xichen, Mingjue, and others, for some reasons are born ten times more Saint than normal. I imagine normal amount are like three, and in the dark times like War Against Xue Chinghain number 7 is something that is unbelievable.

I imagine in this world, that Saints are addressed little differently. Like, I dunno. I use for one of my works (because yes, I try to write it, but I'm not good and wish I could see someone writing it too, because wanna see what someone else could do with this wonderful idea) I made it that Woman Saint is addressed as Ayi Surname. For examples Ayi Jiang. Ayi Wei. (I wrotey own ff about it, I did it before. I wanna fem wei ying okay? Thx do anything you want with this it's just for some plot i want, you stay with boy wuxian if You want I wanna read as many ffs about is as possible and many wariations, just give links in comment if you want use something from this post ideas okay?) Male Saint could use Aya Surname. Aya Lan. Aya Nie.

FunFact™ — in Polish language word Nie, so Nie Huaisang surname, means NO! Hehe its funny when you read polish mdzs ff's and see jokes about it.

Like, it's not this much. Only some idea or two. But if someone get really good at plotting and making worlds, it could be awesome. I'm just not right one person so I'll leave this and look. If someone could be inspired by this. Try it! Anything can do, I want to see what ya people could do with using this!

Good Luck, People!

Nie Huaisang is such a character. He can faint on command. The character guide in the novel describes him as a dandy and lists his weapons as saber (ostensibly) and crying (actually). He stalked a canary for several days and then sneaked it into class. He collects porn and shares it with his friends. He's in a sword wizard society and his clan in particular is known for their blades but he never once has a fight scene. His characteristic accessory is a paper fan. He failed summer camp twice. He formed a Golden Core nearly a decade later than everyone else his age. When his brother was killed he set in motion a several years long revenge scheme that involved both careful planning and insane improv. He built a reputation on not knowing anything. He threw himself on his brother's killer weeping and saying "if you don't help me I'm killing myself in front or you." Truly who is doing it like him

Recently I've reread modao, so I had some inspiraition to draw my fav charakter AKA the drama queen Nie Huaisang.

And also remembered how much I hate drawing hands.

hey to everyone who read Lan Wangji's Wife, Alive? Or Dead or Forward to the Future....

sorry

to the 14 people who bookmarked Try Me ...

I AM EXTREMELY SORRY

I'm sure other fanfic writers know what I'm talking about... right?????? (updating is difficulttttt)

I NEED to read more of this it's such a fun idea!!!

Short crack Prompt:

Wei Wuxian inherited many things from his mother, but he got his father's hair, thick, long, lustrous and silky. His hair has always been longer than most and darker than midnight. He doesn't want to cut it, but hates it coming onto his face, on his hands on his sword while he's doing anything, THUS, ✨he braids it✨.

It's a long thick braid, reaching below his thighs and sitting on his shoulders without his permission. Whenever he turns around or is sword drilling, it swishes behind him like it has a life of it's own.

Bonus: wwx in braid is many people's gay / straight awakening. Jc and yzh has to keep away suiters (and creeps) behind wwx , cuz he's oblivious to other's crush on him. As he's busy looking at lwj 🙃

"Lan-xiong," Nie Huaisang says one afternoon, while Lan Wangji is trying to meditate in the courtyard behind the Yashi. "There's something you ought to know before the guest disciples get here."

Lan Wangji squints at him.

"What is it?" he says flatly. Knowing Nie Huaisang as he does, he guesses that Huaisang intends to relay some piece of gossip; but as telling tales about others is strictly forbidden in the Cloud Recesses, Nie Huaisang ought to know better than to attempt such a thing before the clan's Head of Discipline.

"It's about Yunmeng Jiang," Nie Huaisang says.

"What about Yunmeng Jiang?" Lan Wangji has had little to do with the cultivators of Yunmeng Jiang, but he doubts that a class of their most talented disciples could cause much trouble at the lectures. "Have Jiang-zongzhu's daughter and her shidimei decided not to come?"

Nie Huaisang waves his fan in dismissal. "Oh, nothing so serious as that. It's only—well, have you heard of Wei Wuxian?"

"Briefly. He is Jiang-zongzhu's head disciple, is he not?"

The aforementioned Wei Wuxian's instatement as head disciple was an occasion of some note in the Jianghu, Lan Wangji remembers. For one thing, Wei Wuxian is not a bloodline member of the clan: though this is not so uncommon amongst the latest generation of head disciples, especially in sects where clan disciples are not the majority. For another, Wei Wuxian was apparently disfavored by his shimu from the day Jiang Fengmian first brought him to Lotus Pier at the age of five—and when the news of his appointment reached Lanling Jin last year, there was a great deal of murmuring about how Yu Ziyuan had taken it.

"He is the head disciple," Nie Huaisang says gravely, "but that is of no importance here. The trouble is—oh, it's just a word, don't look like that—is that Wei-gongzi is a calamitous beauty, and his shidimen wrote to me asking whether the Cloud Recesses would be willing to assist in his protection during the lectures."

He holds out a letter and passes it to Lan Wangji. "Here. Jiang-xiong explained everything."

Much to Lan Wangji's regret, the letter's contents are exactly as Nie Huaisang described them. Apparently, Wei Wuxian—referred to in the letter as da-shixiong, as it had been penned by Jiang Wanyin and his biaodi Yu Zhenhong—is both too handsome for his own good and dangerously charming; and as a result, Jiang Wanyin professes, his shixiong leaves a trail of broken hearts wherever he goes.

The last time we visited Lanling—which we would not have done if we had any choice, but the fact of my sister's betrothal ensured that we had precious little say in the matter—five of Jin Zixuan's cousins came to blows at the sight of my shige, each insisting that she and no other would be engaged to him in the future, Jiang Wanyin writes. One of the girls jilted her intended on the spot, vowing that she no longer wished to see him again as long as Wei Wuxian walked the earth; and her intended tore off the yaopei she had gifted him and flung it into the nearest koi pond before declaring that she need not worry about keeping their engagement, for he no longer had any love for her and now wished to bring our da-shixiong into his clan as a bride.

Lan Wangji looks up in dismay. "What?"

"Read on," Nie Huaisang advises grimly. "It gets worse."

Yesterday, he stole a flower from a local bun-girl and went to market with the bloom behind his ear; and later, we received news that the sight of him caused six carriages, nine produce wagons, and two riders on horseback to crash when he stopped to cross the street. He returned home after buying all the ruined produce and helping the women who were bruised in the melee, without the slightest idea that it only occurred because the driver of the first carriage was blinded by the sunlight reflected upon his hair; and the next morning, Fuqin received so many petitioners asking for Wei Wuxian's hand in marriage that he hung a sign at the gates to announce that he would entertain no suitors until after Wei Wuxian comes of age.

"Guanyin in heaven," Lan Wangji hears himself croak, stunned. "How—?"

Nie Huaisang shrugs. "If you ask me, it's the hair."

Lan Wangji shakes his head and looks back down at the letter in disbelief.

Thus, it is my hope that you will inform the second Young Master Lan about the two latest incidents, and impress upon him the importance of restraint in the Lan disciples—and in all the others who will come to study under Lan-laoshi—well before we arrive. (This passage is written in a more graceful hand, likely Yu Zhenhong's.) Our seventh shimei once fell off the pier and into the lake because da-shixiong smiled at her, and no trouble came of it because Lingxi-shimei is a strong swimmer; but if Lan-laoshi's disciples keep falling down the mountain because da-shixiong braided his hair instead of putting it up, someone might truly end up coming to harm.

"This beggars belief," Lan Wangji says doubtfully. "Can one man truly...?"

"I've seen him," Nie Huaisang replies. "And yes. Keep reading."

"'And if it would not be too much trouble,'" Lan Wangji reads aloud, "'please also consult Lan-er-gongzi or Zewu-jun on the subject of da-shixiong's safety.' Safety?"

Nie Huaisang winces. "Wei-xiong is very lovely to look upon," he offers, "and from his dress, it is not always clear that he has the backing of a great sect. Some men do not take well to being told no by a beauty."

"And by some men, you mean the men of Lanling Jin?"

"One never knows where such dangers may come from," Nie Huaisang tells him. "But if you ask me, you ought to keep an eye on the Jins anyway. Apart from Jin Zixuan, I doubt there's a single man in this year's course who doesn't hate Wei Wuxian for enchanting all the Jin girls."

Lan Wangji nods and rises to his feet. "I will handle this matter," he says decisively, turning towards the open door to the Lanshi. "You write back to Jiang-gongzi, and inform him that the Cloud Recesses will be duly prepared for his shige's arrival."

The Lan disciples are prepared accordingly; for over the next week, Lan Wangji orders all the male disciples between fifteen and twenty-five to copy the sect precepts concerning restraint, and ensures that none of the maiden disciples over the age of twelve will have cause to meet Wei Wuxian save for his own sect sisters. Fortunately for everyone concerned, Wei-gongzi is said to be twice as brilliant as he is beautiful: which means that Shufu is easily persuaded to place him in the advanced lectures reserved for disciples who would be hampered by study with the rest of their age-mates. Lan Wangji is the sole male disciple allowed to attend those lectures; so for much of his time at the Cloud Recesses, Wei Wuxian's only classmates will be a pair of married women and Lan Wangji himself.

Lan Wangji thinks better of the arrangement three weeks later, when he is carried to the infirmary after meeting Wei Wuxian on the mountain path and falling thirty feet into a copse of trees below.

"I'm so sorry. Lan-er-gongzi, I'm really sorry," Wei Wuxian gasps, gripping Lan Wangji's clenched fists as Xiongzhang and one of the healers set his broken legs at the other end of the bed. "You can hold on as tightly as you like, all right? Zewu-jun is nearly finished."

Lan Wangji closes his eyes tightly.

"What have I done?" he hears Wei Wuxian mutter to himself. "I'm so clumsy. I'll look after you until you're better again, second Young Master, just say the word and I—"

"Lan Zhan."

Lan Wangji feels his brother's fingers twitch against his knee.

"What?"

"Not—not Lan-er-gongzi," Lan Wangji wheezes. "You may call me Lan Zhan."

Wei Wuxian beams at him with tears brimming at the corners of his eyes. "You're not angry?"

"No."

His eyes fall shut again, provoking a sound of utter desolation from Wei Wuxian. "Here, I'll take that ribbon off," Wei Wuxian says soothingly, his rough hands stroking Lan Wangji's hot forehead. "Your ears are burning up. You'll feel better as soon as it's gone."

At the foot of the bed, Lan Xichen makes a choking sound: but Lan Wangji cannot bring himself to care.

"Mm," Lan Wangji sighs, smiling. "Thank you, Young Master Wei."

I LOVE ELDRITCH HORROR WWX SO MUCH, like PLEASE mess him up even more! Lwj finds his creepiness attractive.

It's the lan genes

Idea;

Wei Wuxian returns from the burial mounds... changed.

Obviously he's changed; anyone would change after such an experience, not to mention his new proclivity for demonic cultivation.

But it's more than that. Lan Wangji can't put his finger on it, but there's something... off, about Wei Wuxian. No-one else seems willing to directly acknowledge it, but they feel it too.

Lan Wangji approaches Wei Wuxian as he digs up corpses for the army, and when Wei Wuxian stands to speak to him something deep in the corner of Lan Wangji's mind cries out, telling him that something isn't right, but he doesn't know why. Something about how Wei Wuxian stands, the movement of his body, seems wrong. But Lan Wangji can't put his finger on why.

Jaing Cheng is directing disciples as they prepare to march, and Wei Wuxian suddenly whispers in his ear from just behind, calling his name. He flinches and turns around to scold him for playing around, only... Wei Wuxian is over ten paces away. He's waving at Jiang Cheng, clearly having just called him, but he'd sounded so close. Jiang Cheng had felt his breath on his neck! No, he must be mistaken...

Nie Huaisang finds himself distracted when speaking with Wei Wuxian. Something doesn't seem right about his eyes, but he can't quite figure out what. The color? They're dark gray, but weren't they silver? Is there more pupil than normal? It something off about the shape? He finds that if he tries to focus on it, to figure out what it is that's bothering him, Wei Wuxian's features almost seem to blur; he can see the man clearly, but for some reason he can't pin down what about his eyes seems strange.

There are a million other stories. Sometimes his shadow doesn't match him. Maybe his voice holds a strange, echoing quality. Sometimes you can almost hear the cadence of an entirely different voice hidden in Wei Wuxian's tone. From the corner of their eyes, sometimes people see odd shapes on his figure; like an arm where it's not supposed to be, a shift in his skin, his hair blowing in the wind where there is no wind.

No too stories are the same, and no-one can actually describe what it is about Wei Wuxian that seems off. The only thing everyone can agree on, is that something is very, very strange about Wei Wuxian.

NHS and nmj since from what I remember nmj can't reincarnate so no meeting again for NHS

Putting sworn siblings here too coz why not.

Don't you love the way MXTX writes siblings?? So cute and absolutely adorable <333

No coz why is LXC and LWJ the only pair that are relatively ok??? MXTX either hates her siblings or is an only child coz like why would you do that-

If I missed someone my bad. And this is not who is the better friend to wwx, just who do you feel has the best friendship with him

EDIT: I've done some thinking and the "best" can just be whoever has the best vibes with him/most iconic or just whoever you like the most, should've made that clear sooner mb you guys 😅

Sugar & Spice aka seducing Sect Leader Jiang by boosting Yunmeng’s economy(?) for sangcheng zine (sc_zine on twitter) 

i collabed with @jelenedra for this piece (thanks again! :D) go check out their fic Sugar and Spice here 

Ah yes mingjue and the boys™

It’s the squad!

Now I know I talked about nie huaisang and lan zhan jamming to the twilight soundtrack but now get ready for

The lotus pier siblings singing the kim possible opening

Wei ying, stop bullying Lan zhan .

Jc is such a mood

nie mingjue would definitely let a little nie huiasang paint his nails and you’re all cowards to refuse the power of chifeng-zun beating up fierce corpses with hot pink nail polish

Shshehw this is CANNON

small brain: nie huaisang owns pretty songbirds and is a birdwatcher

normal brain: nie huaisang owns parrots and crows too

big brain: nie huaisang, with his love of birds, is a falconer in his spare time and has birds of prey hanging out in qinghe. They all hate JGY who is well aware of this dilemma

galaxy brain: nie huaisang owns a (horrible) goose. It behaves for him and him alone. Everyone else is convinced its a demon from hell but NHS refuses to listen

Nie Huaisang: I don’t see why it’s so hard to understand, DaGe.

Nie Mingjue: I just don’t see why he would give up his freedom, possibly his LIFE just to protect those Wen-dogs-

Nie Huaisang: DaGe shut up, they’re coming down from the mountain.

Wei Wuxian: *holding little baby A-Yuan, giving him kisses and pretending to eat his little hands*

A-Yuan: *baby squeal* A-Die! No eating, no no!

Wei Wuxian: I think this tiny one will taste especially good! *pretends to eat his pinky*

Nie Huaisang: *looks at NMJ*

Nie Mingjue: *tearing up* Okay I get it.

Nie Huaisang: *big sigh* You aren’t gonna start talking about when I was that small, right-

Nie Mingjue: You were SO tiny, though! Father said you were born early, you nearly fit in my hand! *emotional dumb bitch noises*

Nie Huaisang: Wei Wuxian was the only motherfucker in the whole cultivation world who could Handle me and he's fucking dead

Mo Xuanyu: I wish I were dead

Nie Huaisang: ......maybe I can solve both our problems

Yo I think a about this post a lot

One of my favourite Untamed moments of NHS so far is the soft smile of "ah, home sweet home" while everybody else are clearly "is the Unclean Realm a supervillain lair?" So, a prompt: 5 times the Nie sect's perfectly ordinary sect things got everybody else freaked out, much to NHS' puzzlement.

1

Even Nie Huaisang would agree with the general consensus that he’s a useless good-for-nothing, which is why he doesn’t understand everyone’s expressions when he helped out in making dinner when they’re all night-hunting. Scorn he’d be used to, but everyone is just goggling as if he’d suddenly summoned lightning.

“Were you not planning on eating the boar or something?” he asked, looking around in confusion.

“You broke down the entire carcass into edible pieces in less than an incense stick’s worth of time,” Jiang Cheng said, voice a bit strangled. “Not just the meat pieces, but the offal, too.”

Nie Huaisang shrugged. “My clan were originally butchers. It’d be weirder if I didn’t know how to do that.”

“Could you do it to a person?” Wei Wuxian asked, eyes alight with mischief.

Jiang Cheng smacked him.

2

During the preparations for the Phoenix Mountain hunt, Wei Wuxian gets a brilliant idea and starts writing furiously on pieces of paper in one of the Jin sect’s sitting room.

“Can someone get me some blood? Human, ideally, but pig will do,” he asked at one point, having already scabbed up all his fingers in making draft talismans, and when a bowl was put next to him, he doesn’t think too much about it, only happy that it didn’t seem to ever empty.

After a while, he looked up and noticed that Baxia was propped up on the table next to him, dripping blood into his bowl. Definitely human, too. There was no apparent source for it.

He stared for a while, then went to find Nie Mingjue.

“Did you just stab someone?” he demanded, and Nie Mingjue shook his head. “Then does your sword just regularly drip blood?”

Nie Mingjue shrugged. “I’ve stabbed a lot of people. Why wouldn’t it?”

3

“I don’t know what the problem is,” Nie Huaisang protested. “You wanted me to watch him, he was tired, he asked for a bedtime story!”

“You told him the story about people getting made into meat pies!” Jiang Cheng hollered, holding a wailing Jin Ling in his arms. “Right after he’d had meat pies at dinner!”

“It’s tradition to tell that story over meat pies. Don’t you remember the first time I told you that story? You and Wei Wuxian both turned green.”

Jiang Cheng glared at him and comforted Jin Ling to no avail.

Nie Huaisang tapped the child’s shoulder with his fan. “Stop crying. You know what happens to little boys that lose their temper.”

Jin Ling stopped crying at once, his face pale.

Jiang Cheng looked at him, then back at a smiling Nie Huaisang, then back again. “What did you tell him now?!”

4

“Today’s not a good day for a visit,” Nie Huaisang said apologetically. “We get ghosts today.”

“You’re a cultivation clan and you allow ghosts?” Jiang Cheng scoffed.

“They come here to be purified. Anyway, they’re really cute ghosts.”

“…what?”

“Mostly animals,” Nie Huaisang said. “Side effect of cultivation by butchering – at first it was mostly livestock, but after a while we started getting all sorts. Drowned kittens, run over puppies, that sort of thing.”

“…there are puppies?” Jiang Cheng said blankly. “Ghost puppies?”

“Mm, yes. Do you want to pet some of them before they go? They’re usually not powerful enough to take more than a very small amount of yang energy, and petting them makes the purification process easier.”

“Right. Show me the way.”

5

Nie Mingjue was unconscious, having put himself between his sworn brothers and their enemies as they tried desperately to escape the trap they’d been lured into; he’d been stabbed, cut or whipped a number of times before they finally managed to break their way into the cave and escape. Lan Xichen had put him on his back, while Jin Guangyao carried Baxia, his fingers dipping down to caress the blade every few minutes.

“As much as I appreciate dage’s sacrifice, he’s probably the only one who knows his way around this maze,” Jin Guangyao said after they’d been wandering for nearly a shichen without finding anything but more cave, but he settles down a bit after Lan Xichen gives him a look. “I didn’t mean anything by it, erge, you know that. I just meant that it would be nice if we had a guide – ah!”

“What happened?”

“Dage’s saber – it bit me!”

Lan Xichen blinked. “…I’m sorry?”

“The beast head on the hilt! It bit me!” Jin Guangyao took another step, yelped again, and retreated.

Lan Xichen frowned thoughtfully and looked ahead, then turned to go down another fork. “Anything now?”

“No, it’s quiet. Why do you – no. Erge. We’re not following the directions given by a saber! Who would do that?”

“It’s not a saber, it’s Baxia,” Lan Xichen said calmly. “It’s fine. Nie Mingjue always did say Baxia had a better sense of direction than he did.”

“I thought he just meant that he didn’t have any,” Jin Guangyao said. “I didn’t think he meant…”

He trailed off, a strange look coming into his eyes.

“Do you think Baxia took it personally, back in the Sun Scorching Palace, when I said – ow!”

“Maybe you should consider apologizing,” Lan Xichen suggested, doing his best to hide a smile.

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F A C T S

After watching Fatal Journey and having Nie brothers feels, I am CONVINCED that the Qinghe Nie Sect disciples absolutely knew that Nie Huaisang was not a good-for-nothing idiot.

He spent…what? 10+ years as sect leader? And he still had disciples following him to Jinlintai and the Burial Mounds. He still had disciples defending him despite his reputation as a poor swordsman.

No, they knew. Those disciples knew their sect leader was not the dumb moron he let everyone believe. They didn’t follow him because he was physically strong and a beast on the battlefield like his brother. They sure as hell didn’t stay out of sheer loyalty to his brother while watching the other sects get stronger and wealthier. They knew Huaisang was just and fair and caring like Nie Mingjue was even if he lacked the physical strength and cultivation power. Huaisang cared about his people, which is very evident when he - in the middle of trying to find a sword spirit bent on killing them - argues with Mingjue about leading disciples into danger like sacrificial lambs. He cares for his disciple brothers and sisters, and they know it.

Oh sure, they didn’t have a clue about his revenge plot because I’m pretty sure Huaisang kept that close to the vest so not a single whisper would leak out to Jin Guangyao. But they sure as hell knew their sect leader was more than competent. They played along and pretended he was weak and a pushover even if they didn’t really know why he wanted to project that image. They knew and they stayed and fought by his side.

And that, dear friends, is why Nie Huaisang is a badass.

I love him so much but sometimes he can be so fucking dumb

Huai Sang: Who is the both of us? Never heard of it.

I just rewatched that scene in ep. 22 during the sunshot campaign when Nie Huisang stands on the ramparts of the Nie fortress enthusiastically waving goodbye to Wei Wuxian and telling him to take care as he’s heading off w/ Lan Wangji for the final battle in Nightless City.

I’ve seen posts debating what inscrutable logic took place in Huaisang’s complex genius brain that he chose resurrecting The Yiling Patriarch as his method of resolving his brother’s murder.

But, dude. Wei Wuxian was like his only friend. The guy who thought his bird was cool, and showed him how to fish, and got him drunk on a school night, and admired his porn collection.

I know we love to think of masterminds as coldly objective and detatched but I like to think it came down to a gentle, lonely, artistic, grieving Huaisang thinking, “If only my brilliant friend were here, everything could be okay again.” 

Literally everytime I see this I start laughing this will never not be hilarious

Zonghui, what do you need? I’m practicing saber!

– Nie Huaisang being a clown in The Untamed: Fatal Journey (2020)

Hey this is probably the worst thought I've ever had but like imagine a modern au where lan zhan and nie huaisang are friends because their brothers are close huaisang shows Ian zhan Twilight for the first time and they just have a full in JAM session to the Twilight soundtrack

Just Yangyang as Nie Huaisang. Our lovely fan boy. 💚

Nie Huaisang becomes an uncle and immediately sets out to be a jokester about it

Let's say Tumblr's better for fandom shitposts

(The original)

I get really sad when people are mean to my favorite character :(

Do ya'll ever think about how every character in MDZS is living in a radically different genre of story?

Cause yeah, sure Wei Wuxian is living in a danmei fantasy novel with strong romantic comedy elements, but if you slide over a bit Lan Wangji is living a serious and heady drama about regret, loss, yearning, the passage of time, and ultimately atonement.

Scooch on over to Xichen and your in a straight up Greek tragedy, right down to the parable about hubris and trust. Jin Guangyao is living meanwhile in a political dark fantasy al'la Game of Thrones, Nie Huaisang is in a Gothic moody Monte Cristo-esque reflection on revenge and deception, and while Lan Sizhuhi and Jin Ling are living in two VERY different YA fantasy books ('magic boarding school/secret orphan of destiny' and 'Steven Universe style coming of age/discovering all your family are some flavor of evil and magic' respectively).

Everyone connected to Yi City is living inside a dark psychological thriller/horror flick, except for Xue Yang who is in a Found Family/Enemies to Lover fic right up until he isn't.

Jiang Cheng's entire life has been one long soap opera, and it is showing no signs of stopping anytime soon.