#is it the same bear he holds in nmj? very sweet if so

[consideratesea]

finally watched Wonderdate and it rewired my brain :)

[maisymousette]

Blow Out All The Candles (Snippet)

(real talk - 7k in to my first foray into MDZS on a nmj/jyl fic and 5k is just pure gentle smut of their wedding night. this is them getting to know each other and learning to let their guards down and that its okay to love each other and fuck i could ramble for years. pls give feedback if you got any!!!) ((i also just realised this is 1.5k wtf am i doing))

Nie Mingjue had never peeled a lotus root before in his life, but he was finding the activity oddly soothing in a mediative way. When you added in Jiang Yanli’s gentle humming as she prepared what she needed in the kitchen around them, he was fiercely glad she had invited him to cook with her, to spend time with her in such a meaningful way. It made his heart stutter to think that she truly wanted to spend time with him, to get to know him… it had to be a step in the right direction, surely.

He had minimal knowledge of culinary skills, aside from what he needed to know when out travelling or night-hunting and making your own meal was the only guarantee of food. He knew how to skin and roast a hare, skewer a fish over a stick on a log fire, what basic berries were edible or poisonous, but he had never had the experience of making a complete home meal from scratch.

He watched as she walked with confidence around the kitchen - one he knew she had been sneaking into for a few weeks now – and he felt a surge of affection so strongly he nearly broke the knife in his hand with the sudden clench of his fist. Ah, he thought suddenly, she must feel so comfortable here. He was a fool, he berated himself, for not realising sooner. He wondered how difficult it would be to commission her own private kitchen, instead of her waiting until the cover of night and until all the cooks had left to come to the one place in Qinghe where she clearly felt most secure.

“I was never skilled in cultivation, and I know my mother was always disappointed by that,” She spoke into the still night air quietly, her eyes locked on the soup pot as she checked if the water was boiling correctly. He hummed to let her know he was listening as he kept at his task.

“As a first-born daughter to a powerful Sect leader, I was a disappointment from the beginning. Not that my parents loved me any less,” she spoke in a measured tone, collecting the lotus roots he had finished peeling. “I know my father loved me. My mother loved me too, in her own way; I just wasn’t what she wanted. I was born too small, too delicate, not suited for the exertions that came with a true cultivators life. I smiled too easily, she said, and my voice was too soft. I never spoke back, I always held my tongue, and I was underwhelming in every skill she attempted to teach me.”

She grabbed a package of herbs Nie Mingjue couldn’t name from a woven basket he hadn’t noticed earlier, and placed a small pile in front of herself and handing him a knob of ginger. “Cut it into small pieces, please,” she instructed softly, attending to her own pile of herbs.

“When it came to being a woman in a cultivators world, my mother was the exception. I think she hoped I would be too, and she didn’t know how to handle me when I couldn’t do what she did,” she smiled wanly, taking his small pile of ginger pieces and placing them in the small bowl that was blanching the pork ribs.

“I was everything she wasn’t, and I was fine with that. I was a slow learner, she always said, and it was true. Cultivating my golden core was more difficult for me compared to my brothers, and I was never clever enough with academic pursuits.”

“Everyone has their strengths,” he hedged carefully, feeling oddly vulnerable without a task to keep his hands busy. What she was speaking of was hitting very close to his heart, and his concerns with his little brother.

“That’s true,” she smiled at him with crinkled eyes, sliding him half the peeled lotus roots with a gentle, “slice them about a thumbnail thick, please.” He nodded, observing her first few slices and trying to mirror them, the same way he learned his basic sword formations all those years ago.

“I know I’m not strong, or beautiful, or skilled, but I love my brothers. They taught me nearly everything I know. They taught me patience, they taught me diplomacy, they taught me how to handle a multitude of situations -” here, she laughed lightly, shaking her head slightly at some imagined shenanigans, he assumed, “- and they helped teach me my own value. Not everyone has to be great with a sword to have worth, or have a golden core to be important. Sometimes acknowledgement, love and care, understanding, and a warm meal can be priceless.”

She grasped a pair of nearby chopsticks and fished the pork ribs and pieces of ginger out of their small pot, adding each one into the larger boiling soup pot. She then added the herbs and her sliced lotus roots in next, indicating for him to do the same. He nodded, collecting all his sliced lotus roots in a single handful - compared to the three handfuls it took her - and placed them in the pot too, a strange feeling welling in his chest as she used a ladle to mix all the ingredients together.

“I know I’m not what you envisioned in a wife, and I know others perceive me as weak,” she turned to look at him now, her gaze never wavering from his eyes as she took one of his hands in her two tiny ones, and all he could think was I have never felt hands this soft in my entire life, “but I truly hope I am able to offer something to you in this marriage. Before, I had been promised to another who never chose me and I lived my life knowing it was all my parents ever thought I was fit for. I had watched their own volatile marriage, and resigned myself to my own with a man who didn’t want me. Now we have a choice, and I want it to be the right one for both of us,” her eyes had begun glistening with tears at this point and Nie Mingjue felt his own beginning to water in response. And people call me a brute, he thought with a self-deprecating laugh.

“Lady Jiang, anyone who perceives you as weak or lacking are fools. I saw how fiercely you defended Wei Wuxian at Phoenix Mountain and how politely you tore strips off that Jin boy. You are well aware of my own reputation, I’m sure,” he snorted, knowing exactly what image others had tried to paint of him in her mind, “and to have come here regardless, and bear your heart and intentions to me, I would have to have a head full of rocks to see you as anything but my equal.”

He paused, taking a moment to really think about what he was going to say as he knew this woman would take whatever he said to heart, and it felt only right to return what she had revealed to him tonight. He placed his free hand on the two that was cupping his other, feeling his heart jump at the smile she gave him.

“I can be ill-tempered, uncompromising, and socially blunt to the point my brother has said a blow to the head would be more subtle,” he chuckled here, feeling his chest warm as Jiang Yanli huffed a laugh with him. “You are everything I am not, Lady Jiang, and that is a good thing. You are brave, and beautiful, and something I had never expected I would find in my life. Let me court you, Jiang Yanli. Let us make this work.”

Nie Mingjue was startled as new tears suddenly fell from her eyes, following the near exact same track as the last set from a few moments ago.

“I would like nothing more,” she said sincerely, her smile blinding him as he reached out to wipe them away with his thumb.

Ah, maybe time to lighten the air.

“Now, how long until our hard work bears fruit?” He asked, looking over at the soup they had made together.

“Oh, did I forget to mention that part? We will need to wait until at least morning to enjoy it,” she laughed cheekily as she pulled away from him, turning around to take hold of a small woven basket he hadn’t noticed before. “I suspected you might like something a little more immediate though, so I made something for you a little earlier.” She was blushing as she handed him the box, oddly quiet as he opened the lid.

“Your brother mentioned you liked sweet things, so I hope this suits your tastes,” she bowed slightly towards him as he looked at the delicate osmanthus cakes hidden within, marveling at the fine flower detailing on the top that he could swear looked finer than any detailing he had seen on any cake before.

“Lady Jiang, if I hadn’t asked to court you just now, I can assure you that this would have certainly done the trick.” A laugh startled out of him as he soaked in the situation. A beautiful woman, wooing him with cakes. Truly, had the world gone mad? He smiled wider as she laughed with him, her eyes filled with more joy than he had ever seen in her before.

He already had more than he had ever hoped for.

[kronk-a-donk]

My MDZS Couples Headcanons (part 3)

Lan Xichen x Jin GuanYao

Jin GuanYao did have feelings for Lan Xichen, but his ambitions eventually over clouded it.

They spent a lot of time together learning, training, and so on.

JGY was there to comfort LXC when NMJ died, and he supported him while his brother was greiving WWX.

They practiced music together often doing duets.

LXC trusted him wholly while JGY could not bring himself to trust anyone so fully, still he held LXC closer than most

LXC lets JGY ride on his shoulders so that he can feel tall (no one can take this from me)

LXC take initiative when it comes to spending time together and affection.

JGY always has something new LXC when they meet whether it be a new food, fact, idea, song or item.

They tend to spend most their time together talking about anything and everything

They also enjoy playing games together

JGY always has a light and sweet desert prepared for LXC after meals

LXC sometimes helps JGY teach/train JL when he's there

LXC is very supportive of whatever decision JGY makes and is aleays there to help him when he asks

Nie MingJue x Lan Xichen

NMJ is normally the big spoon

They prefer spending time together over giving gifts, but sometimes they will give each other small things

They are both very comfortable with affection and PDA

If either thinks the other is sick or hurt they will carry them, at first there were arguments about it, but it didn't past long

NMJ teaches LXC how to dance (My mdzs hc part 2-3). Sometimes when LXC is playing his dizi NMJ will sway along to it

NMJ likes to hold LXC, he likes to show that LXC is his and LXC loves to be held

They are both pretty possessive and get can get a little hot headed when jealousy rears its head

NMJ gives the best bear hugs

There isn't really specific top or bottom between the two of them, they like to take turns.

They both love to body worship

NMJ likes when LXC manhandles/gropes him

They are generally touching whenever they are together whether it be just holding holds, hugging, shoulders/sides pressed together, or light kisses on the cheek/nose/neck/ear

Sometimes when there is nothing particular to discuss they can get a little lost in their own world. LXC gets very giggly and playful when this happens

They often use endearments such as love, sweetheart, honey, and dear. LXC is particularly fond of using honey and dear for NMJ

LXC always tries to find ways to help NMJ relax and calm down, giving him tea, massages, playing music and so on. NMJ tries his best to show his gratitude and return the favour

Their relationship has a very good balance of give and take and they are always looking out for each other

3-Zuns (JGY x LXC x NMJ)

NMJ and LXC like to sandwich JGY between them when they cuddle

NMJ is the softest and most trusting of the three

LXC is the kinkiest and most affectionate

JGY is the most adventurous and flexible

One time NMJ bench pressed JGY and he has never been the same

JGY gives the best presents (and lap dances)

They do as much together as possible, eating, training, working and so on.

Both NMJ and LXC have a lot of stamina

Before he became too ambitious JGY honestly cared to LXC and NMJ. I think he somewhat regrets what ended up happening.

NMJ loves to listen LXC and JGY play duets, he finds it very calming

JGY likes to be in the middle when they sleep because he feel very safe tucked between them

They all like to be held, even NMJ although he won't admit it

One time NMJ carried LXC on his shoulder while JGY was on LXC shoulders

They go for walks often, just talking and enjoying each others presence

Absolute chaos ensues if all of them get drunk together, LXC turns into loud and over-excited, NMJ is emotional and stripping, and JGY is slutty and pure salt. Together they are nearly unstoppable