#mingcheng-prompts

[heavymetalchemist]

From this @mingcheng-prompts prompt.

“Wei-xiong,” Nie Huaisang said earnestly, leaning forward with his closed fan clutched tightly in his hands. “Our brothers… are together.”

Wei Wuxian blinked back at him, then poured himself another cup of wine. “Yeah, Jiang Cheng told me they were going to the hockey game tonight. That’s why he’s not here with us. But we don’t need him, Nie-xiong! Let me tell you what my Lan Zhan did the other day, he actually spent five hours on the broth for—“

“Wei Wuxian!” The closed fan hit the table. “I don’t mean they’re together right now, I mean they’re together romantically! Our brothers are dating!”

Wei Wuxian burst into bright, cheerful laughter. “Those two? No way! They’ve never so much as held hands! Besides they’re both so, y’know, grr,” Wei Wuxian made a frowny face. “They’re too alike, it would never work. And don’t you remember? I’ve told you about Jiang Cheng’s little list. Nie Mingjue? Gentle and obedient? Please!”

Huffing in irritation, Nie Huaisang tried again. “You know as well as I do that a list someone makes when they’re thirteen is bullshit. I live with my brother, you think I don’t know?”

“Ah, Nie-xiong, you always say you don’t know anything! Here, have some more wine and pass me those peanuts.”

“I’ll prove it,” Nie Huaisang said, but he passed the peanuts over and let it drop.

He’d just have to get evidence.

— —

The plan was simple. Jiang Cheng and Nie Mingjue spent plenty of time together. All Nie Huaisang had to do was get someone — Wei Wuxian ideally, but Lan Wangji or Jin Zixuan would do in a pinch — to witness them holding hands or something. Even Lan Xichen or Jin Guangyao, after all, they were friends of his Da-ge, right? Although they were still in that very early stage of the relationship where they only thought about dating each other.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were disgustingly wrapped up in each other all of the time, but their relationship had at least progressed to remembering other people existed.

It was with a heavy heart that Nie Huaisang put his plan into action. Sacrifices had to be made. But he knew his brother.

“Huaisang!” Nie Mingjue yelled from the kitchen.

“Yes, Da-ge?” he replied innocently, not moving from his slump on the couch.

Nie Mingjue clomped into the living room. “Do you know why the coffee maker isn’t working?” he asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

“It’s not?” Nie Huaisang said, all wide-eyed surprise. “I just had tea this morning, Da-ge. I don’t know why it wouldn’t be working.” He gestured towards his teacup, artfully placed so it would be obvious there were no other beverages.

Nie Mingjue scowled. “Don’t you usually have coffee in the morning?”

“Usually isn’t always. I really didn’t know it was broken!”

“It was working fine yesterday.”

“Da-geeee,” Nie Huaisang whined. “Do you really think I wouldn’t complain right away if it wasn’t working? How is it even broken?”

Nie Mingjue narrowed his eyes. “I’m not sure. It’s plugged in and everything looks okay, but it’s not turning on.”

That’s because last night I took it apart and cut the wires, Nie Huaisang thought. “If you don’t know, then how would I know?” he said.

Clenching his jaw in irritation, Nie Mingjue finally admitted defeat. “Okay, fine. But if it’s not working then I guess we have to get a new one. Let’s go this afternoon.”

“Oh, I’m busy today, Da-ge. Why don’t you go with Jiang Cheng? He has coffee here a lot too, after all,” Nie Huaisang said airily, deftly maneuvering Nie Mingjue into his trap.

“Hmph. Fine,” Nie Mingjue grunted, then stalked off. He was always extra-grumpy before he had his coffee.

Once his brother was out of sight, Nie Huaisang allowed himself a smug smile. Everything was going according to plan.

— —

Of course Nie Huaisang already knew which store that they would go to for a new coffee maker, because Jiang Cheng only bought kitchen items from a certain specialty kitchen store. So there was no need to worry about them deciding to go to a department store — once Nie Mingjue asked Jiang Cheng to help him buy the coffee maker, their fate was sealed.

And of course Nie Huaisang had already made plans to meet Wei Wuxian (and by extension, Lan Wangji) at the clothing store right next to the kitchen store for a fun afternoon of shopping.

How would he know when Nie Mingjue and Jiang Cheng arrived at the kitchen store? Simple! Nie Huaisang had already asked his Da-ge if they could pick him up a new set of wine cups, since they were going to the fancy store anyway. And since he obviously didn’t know what the store had in stock, Nie Mingjue could just text him some pictures! Nie Mingjue had grumbled, but agreed — after Nie Huaisang had assured him he’d pay him back.

Wei Wuxian was posing in a slinky red silk blouse with far too many buttons undone, looking coyly over his shoulder at a red-eared Lan Wangji, when Nie Huaisang’s phone finally chimed.

“Yes, yes, Wei-xiong, I think it looks great. And Lan Wangji agrees, don’t you?” Nie Huaisang said, trying to keep his tone even.

“Mn,” Lan Wangji said, moving forward to grab Wei Wuxian by the waist. “It looks great,” he said lowly, before burying his face in the crook of Wei Wuxian’s neck where the shoulder was exposed.

Wei Wuxian squealed in delight. “Oh my! Lan Zhan!”

Closing his eyes, Nie Huaisang took a breath, held it a second, then let it out. “Guys. Listen to me. Let’s buy the shirt, I just remembered that I have something I need to get next door.” There was another squeal of delight. Nie Huaisang keenly felt the pain of being in public with Wangxian and bravely throttled down his desire to just leave them there next to the changing rooms and quickly distance himself so that he wouldn’t also be banned from the clothing store. “Wei-xiong, come on, you promised you’d shop with me!” he tried desperately.

“Ahaha, oh, right, yes,” Wei Wuxian managed. “Come on Lan Zhan, we can go home and, you know…”

Lan Wangji finally lifted his head away from Wei Wuxian’s neck, eyes bright. “Mn. I will buy the shirt for you.”

It seemed to take forever for them to get Wei Wuxian back into his own clothes and make their purchases — of course Huaisang also had to buy his own beautiful hand-painted silk shirt, it would have been suspicious if he didn’t! — but by forcing Nie Mingjue to send him pictures of every possible option he managed to stall long enough to get them out of the store while Nie Mingjue and Jiang Cheng were still in the kitchen store.

“Okay, listen,” Nie Huaisang said, once they were outside. “My Da-ge and Jiang Cheng are in there.”

“What? Chengcheng is here?” Wei Wuxian said, delighted.

“Yes, they are shopping for a new coffee maker. Together. Because they’re dating!” Nie Huaisang said. “And I’ll prove it to you now! Be quiet when we go in and you’ll see!”

Both of them looked skeptical, but Wei Wuxian shrugged and nodded in agreement. Lan Wangji, of course, would have been quiet either way.

Nie Huaisang cautiously led them inside. They snuck around the shelves until they could found Nie Mingjue and Jiang Cheng.

“That’s all of them, he just has to pick one now,” Jiang Cheng said with a scowl.

Crap! Nie Huaisang thought, fumbling his phone out. He scrolled through the pictures and sent back a request for the ones he actually really liked, a set of porcelain cups painted with small birds.

Nie Mingjue looked down at his phone and huffed. “I knew it was going to be the birds. It’s always the birds. All right, let’s look at the coffee makers.”

Nie Huaisang frowned — he wasn’t that predictable! — but waved Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji to follow them anyway.

However, no matter how closely they watched (and Nie Huaisang had to keep reminding Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji to watch because they kept trying to grope each other) Nie Mingjue and Jiang Cheng never touched. They discussed the pros and cons of the coffee makers with no mention whatsoever of the time that Nie Huaisang came home after a night out and Jiang Cheng was somehow already in their apartment with suspiciously rumpled clothes, drinking coffee at the table with Nie Mingjue as if it were perfectly normal. No flirting about what Jiang Cheng would like best first thing in the morning. Just a boring conversation about how much the different models cost and their features.

Jiang Cheng and Nie Mingjue made their purchases and left. Wei Wuxian looked at Nie Huaisang with that mildly condescending look he got. “Ah, Nie-xiong. It looks like your Da-ge just wanted Jiang Cheng’s advice. I don’t think it’s that deep. After all, look at me and Lan Zhan! They’re nothing like that. And neither of them was all flustered and trying too hard like how that stupid peacock gets. I think you’re overthinking it. There was nothing between them at all!”

“But, Wei-xiong, they hang out all the time and Jiang Cheng comes over when I’m not there and—!”

“Nie-xiong, people can have friends! Besides, for some reason Jiang Cheng doesn’t want to hang out with me when Lan Zhan is there. It’s good that he’s branched out and gotten new friends!”

Nie Huaisang glared at him. “He doesn’t want to hang out with you two because you’re shameless. Lan Wangji’s hands are in your back pockets right now.”

Wei Wuxian just laughed.

— —

“Are they still watching?” Nie Mingjue asked once they were outside.

Jiang Cheng casually glanced over his shoulder. “Nope. Huaisang is hitting Wei Wuxian with his fan and Lan Wangji is glaring at him.”

“Good,” Nie Mingjue said, and led Jiang Cheng around the side of the building to a sheltered corner. Once out of sight, he cupped Jiang Cheng’s cheek in his hand and tilted his face up for a kiss.

[dionte-goethe]

it’s been another four days of the Kiss Art February Challenge. All the sketches are done. Colors are done up to day 14. I’m very excited for some of the ones coming up, fufufu. Day 5- Stolen Kiss Day 6- Almost Kiss Day 7- Ravenous Kiss Day 8- Shy Kiss

[scarletjedi]

So, I’ve been stuck on this Mingcheng dynamic for a while now- I started to get to it with my mingcheng time travel not-fic, but it’s not quite what has my attention.

this got long and kinda half-ficced?, so cut for length

Imagine this: post-canon Jiang Cheng rekindling a friendship with Nie Huaisang, and a night of drinking/reminiscing turns into accidental(?) slipping into the past. But not transmigration! No- their adult selves end up in the past.

Insert time-travel Sunshot fixit shenanigans. Maybe Lotus Pier burns, maybe it doesn’t. Maybe young JC becomes sect leader young- maybe it’s because his father dies, maybe it isn’t. But they change *something* and Yunmeng Jiang does not fall as far, his people are not so completely wiped out.

His younger self doesn’t need to sacrifice himself to the Wen for Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian doesn’t sacrifice his core for Jiang Cheng. Wei Wuxian still plays with fire, still gets burned, still has Lan Wangji to bandage his wounds.

Wen Ruohan falls, and Nie Hauisang, the headshaker, gets to work. They need to keep Jin Guangshan from simply stepping in and taking over. They need to keep Meng Yao from becoming the Jin Guangyao against whom Huaisang waged quiet war for over a decade.

This is where we narrow in: Nie Huaisang was accepted readily into Qinghe Nie, slotting into place as another Nie Brother, still Mingjue’s didi even though held older, but trying to be a good older brother to his younger self. It is…complicated. His younger self has still only the potential for the type of double speak and subtle control that he himself has had to grown adept at, and he often finds himself frustrated at himself.

Jiang Cheng, The senior Sandu Shengshu, laughs at him when Huaisang confesses over tea in Qinghe when Jiang Cheng comes to visit.

Lotus Pier was less prepared to accept the elder Jiang Cheng. With his parents, and his younger self, still alive, tensions run high in relation to hierarchy and succession. Despite his very presence proof that Jiang Cheng achieved the impossible and rebuilt these piers himself, bringing the Jiang sect to the forefront of the cultivation world— he is still not his father’s son, and while his younger self has grown more into his confidence, he’s not there yet. (Wei Wuxian is, though, and it helps and hurts thay this Jiang Cheng has the dream of the twin heroes realized while his own— it doesn’t matter. He just hoped it’s enough. Wei Wuxian’s eyes follow Lan Wangji, and Lan Wangji follows back). Jiang Cheng offers his expertise, his talent at training new recruits, and his labor at rebuilding— but they’re not *his* piers. They’re not even the piers he remembers. It’s something new. Something for his younger self. As it should be.

Once again, Jiang Cheng has no home.

So— he visits Nie Huaisang (sr) in Qinghe.

And, in Qinghe, there is also Nie Mingjue.

Jiang Cheng remembers Nie Mingjue- they fought together, leas in the aftermath together, but he was already on the decline, already trapped in the spiral that would end in his murder, and Jiang Cheng doesn’t remember much that isn’t replaced by the image of his fierce corpse.

So, the elder Huaisang and the elder Jiang Cheng are drinking in Qinghe, reminiscing over their misspent youth at Gusu, when Mingjue walks in.

He stops, clearly not expecting to find them, when Huaisang waves him over with a “Da-ge! Drink with us!”

Mingjue looks st Jiang Cheng, as if confirming his welcome, and whatever he sees has him walking over to join them.

It’s a good night- Mingjue is funny, when he lets himself relax. And he smiles when Jiang Cheng is cutting, all dimples when Huaisang is a fluttering fan. It’s not a very long night, but it is a fun one, and Jiang Cheng finds himself looking forward to the next one. And the next. And the next.

Eventually, Huaisang is delayed and Jiang Cheng finds himself alone with Mingjue. It’s not awkward, like it could be. Jiang Cheng isn’t old, it he’s old enough to not bother with awkwardness, and with Mingjue it seems to be much the same- they’ve seen too much, been through too much. It’s a very pleasant evening, especially when Mingjue flashes those dimples, laughing at the jokes Jiang Cheng cracks that never seem to land with anyone else. It’s not the last time.

***

And that’s what I have! This is the set up! The dynamic between post-canon Jiang Cheng and post-Sunshot Nie Mingjue. I am *obsessed* - what *is* the dynamic?! Does Jiang Cheng jiujiu Mingjue? Does Mingjue da-ge Jiang Cheng? Do they switch? Does Mingjue like having an older man submit to him? Does service-top Jiang Cheng take care of Mingjue? How does Huaisang (either of them) react to their relationship? How does younger Jiang Cheng? How does this relationship save Mingjue’s life?

(Also, I see a lot more conversations on Twitter these days- should I cross post this?)

[she-sails-below]

Sometimes I just want a MingCheng “Ten Things I Hate About You” AU wherein Wei Wuxian, desperate to date Lan Wangji but unable to until Jiang Cheng loses the stick up his butt and accepts a date of his own, concocts an elaborate scheme with Nie Huaisang to set him up with Nie Mingjue.

[pangzi]

22 prompts but they’re titles from videos on AsianCrush’s YouTube Channel p.2

Obnoxious nobleman next door is actually the art hoe of my dreams

Saved from humiliating prank by the lips of a philanthropic hottie

Exposing my trash date for bullying my ex I'm still in love with

My CEO grandpa is trying to break up my relationship with my broke BF

Here comes the boy...but the boy is a whole-a$$ MAN

Time traveler thinks passionate kiss is a v. casual greeting between friends

Bad at romance? Punch your crush

Coming out as NOT the baby daddy to my parents

Am I gay? Gotta kiss my guy crush to figure it out

New swim team roommates have nothing in common but their abs

They tried to deny their attraction to each other--but now they've got a hotel room

Proving that hoe-ing it up is beneficial to finding a relationship--w/ SCIENCE

Jealousy over his girlfriend drove him into the arms of his bro

Horny ghost offers to seduce my crush for me...by possessing my body

First date with my hot boss derailed by shaman trying to exorcise me

Trying to get my hot boss to bone me so I can move on to the afterlife

Water nymph wants to seduce my cru--I mean the Prince I have ZERO interest in

Hot new neighbor wants to raise a stray kitten together

His boss wants to promote him to boyfriend, but he's in love with...

My new roommate is very hot, extremely rude, and always naked

When you realize your rude af best guy friend might actually be The One for you

Being shackled to my hot nemesis was actually...not so bad

[anxious-witch]

For the sentence starter thingy! “Can I pet your dog?” “Do I know you?” JC/NMJ, shippy or platonic is fine, please and thank you :3

All in all, Jiang Cheng really should have thought a bit before approaching a stranger with enormous dog. But the thing was, Jiang Cheng was really weak for dogs. Especially since he couldn't get one himself, if he wanted Wei Wuxian to visit again.

“Can I pet your dog?”

"Do I know you?” 

Jiang Cheng snapped his head up, taking a look at the man in front of him for the first time. He was tall, extremly tall, and basically looked like a wall of solid muscle. And he was hot. And extremly Jiang Cheng 's type. Fuck.

"Um, no, sorry I. I just really love dogs?"

Stranger chuckled, his face relaxing from a frown.

"I can understand that. And you can try. She won't bite, but she growls at people she doesn't like. And she doesn't like quite a lot of them."

Jiang Cheng swallowed. Took a deep breath and slowly extended his hand. He was nervous, but more in a way if the dog won't like him than if she will hurt him. She sniffed his hand and he slowly petted her on the head first. And she let him. Jiang Cheng smiled.

"What's her name?"

The man sighed, and for a moment, Jiang Cheng thought he did something to annoy him. 

"Her name is Choco Mocha. My brother named her and I call her Choco, but it doesn't make it less complicated to explain to strangers."

Jiang Cheng couldn't help himself-he burst out laughing.  He laughed until his stomach hurt, and after a moment, the other man joined him. It was a strange thing-laughing with someone you didn't even know. And yet, he felt so familiar. There was even something in his features Jiang Cheng could swear he saw before.

And the dog's name...

"You know, that actually reminds me. I think I have a friend that-"

"Da-ge! You forgot your keys again!"

They both turned to see the owner of the voice. And that was no other than Nie Huaisang. 

"Huaisang?" Jiang Cheng asked, before he could stop himself.

As soon as he saw him, Huaisang smiled and waved.

"Jiang Cheng! I was starting to worry. You are never usually late! And then, here you are, with da-ge!"

Jiang Cheng stared. Processing that information took longer than it should have, as he looked from Huaisang,  to Mingjue and then back. 

He was aware Huaisang had an older brother but...he didn't imagine him to be so...attractive. 

"That's your brother?"

Huaisang raised his eyebrows, studying Jiang Cheng's face, and his obvious confusion. And then his eyes widened.

"Oh! Um...yes it is! Actually,  it's tragic that you two didn't meet before," He quickly winked to Jiang Cheng before turning to Mingjue, "Da-ge, would you mind if he accompanied you? I am sure Jiang Cheng will love Choco."

Jiang Cheng was going to kill him. He was absolutely going to strange him. If he ended up looking like the fool in front of Mingjue, who he just met five minutes ago-

"Of course not. And Choco seems to love him, too. He has my approval."

Jiang Cheng blushed to his hairline, he knew. But the warm smile Mingjue gave him was just...too much. If he survive this, he was definitely going to kill Huaisang.  

[lotusjwy]

💥 jiang cheng and whoever u wish -@gremlinmetawin

hello hello!!! i’m gonna pick nie mingjue if that’s okay!!! ive been very mingcheng brained this week, plus they’re both angery boys who yell before anything

jiang cheng/nie mingjue - 💥 First Fight/Making Up HC

their first fight probably starts with something that’s super small and incredibly stupid (e.g. “you know there’s an easier way to do that, right?” “oh? why don’t you tell me more about how nothing i ever do is fucking right?”) but it escalates to the point of jiang cheng yelling his insecurities at mingjue and mingjue yelling back at him how stupid he sounds 

jiang cheng has probably been waiting for the other shoe to drop since he first got with mingjue, so he’s always just a little on edge, and he’s a very insecure man, he’s never understood WHY mingjue would pick him over all other men 

mingjue on the other hand, does not understand why jiang cheng is as insecure as he is, and he’s just very sick of jiang cheng putting himself down, and this man never learnt how to properly channel his emotions, so he yells that, instead of voicing it calmly 

basically they’re both hotheads who yell before thinking, and they both say things they don’t mean to each other, and end up having to walk away from each other that day, whether it’s because they both had somewhere else to be, or if Huaisang or Wuxian (or maybe even a Lan) came in and pulled them away from each other, knowing that if they let the two continue to fight, it would only get worse 

they don’t talk to each other for a few days, within which their brothers tell them that they’re both being dumb, and need to stop thinking with their anger and “this relationship is one of the best things in your life right now, do not fuck this up for yourself” 

i think mingjue would reach out first, being more mature and also he’s more communicative than jiang cheng is, so mingjue would defs be the one to start amending things

they’d probably meet up somewhere neutral but private, like a park or something, and talk out their feelings where jiang cheng voices his insecurities about his position in the relationship, and mingjue voices how he needs jiang cheng to communicate more on those (e.g. tell mingjue when mingjue has done something that he’s insecure about, so they can talk about it), and how he’d try to not be thoughtless in the things he says 

and then they just have a cute park walks date, and maybe they cuddle and kiss a little afterwards

the end

send me an emoji and a character for hc’s

[robininthelabyrinth]

Asdfghjkl I love your MingCheng fic!!! I feel like since both Nmj and Jc are infamous for their short tempers, everyone is just blind-sided by how functional and mutually supportive of a couple they are. Like, people ask them how they settle disagreements and MingCheng just stare at them blankly and say, "We...just don't have them." I love relationships like that

I mean, they’ll have plenty of disagreements! even yelling and hand-waving and angry growling type disagreements! But they won’t think of them as fighting  and because they’re not necessarily really upset when they react like that, it’s just how they communicate things, and moreover they’ve both seen much worse. 

It helps that they’re both short-tempered types, actually. I would imagine that Jiang Cheng is far more comfortable with someone who you can immediately identify is upset, and who will probably calm down after an hour or so of saber training than with someone who hides their feelings away beneath the surface - someone who reacts to the other side’s anger by disengaging and walking away and leaving things broken without ever fixing them. Sometimes things need a good fight; if both sides know that the underlying relationship is solid, disagreements can be a good way to air out differences and resolve things that could become resentments later.

[a-very-fond-farewell]

The forbidden crack! Untamed prompts: 13/?

Drunken mistake AU (mingcheng edition): “Take that burn”

[everything is the same but nobody dies and NMJ accidentally slept with JC once]

[no they don’t want to talk about it]

[yes this is a crack ship. I don’t ship them. but if it’s your thing well, you’re welcome]

*

[basically, the beginning of the story is set somewhere around the banquet at Koi Tower when Nie MingJue spots Xue Yang as Jin GuangYao’s protégée and is ready to flip tables. Coincidentally, Jiang Cheng –although walking in the club like he has the biggest junk in the universe– is equally fed up with his brother’s antics and storms out with too many jars of alcohol in hand.]

[NMJ and JC get drunk together. The next morning they remember everything and are ashamed of it and swear not to talk about it ever again.]

[but this is actually coming in handy for the both of them, because this incident will start a chain of events that will prevent canon-shit to hit the fan and so nobody will die in the end.]

[Nie MingJue is actually a gentleman and worries over Clan Leader Jiang’s wellbeing and reputation. Like, he remembers the enthusiastic consent from the other’s part, but he also figured it must have been his first time (our boy NMJ is -for lack of a better word- sore) but he feels guilty for some reason and wants to make amends.]

[on the other hand, Jiang Cheng definitely remembers their second round and how much he didn’t want to deny Sect Leader Nie’s request to “see who got actual stamina and not just threats up their sleeve” (whatever the fuck that meant) and he gets red just thinking about it.]

[but wait, Nie MingJue comes up with a solution to not stress over it, which happens to be fretting the hell over what would be considered an appropriate “I will take full responsibility/please let me know if I offended you” gift.

(Consequently getting mad at his younger brother bc he made the mistake to -gods forbid- asks Nie HuaiSang what would be a suitable line of action for “accidentally dishonoring an...esteemed mal female cultivator’s respectability” and now his little brother can’t shut up about silks and fans and poetry AND NMJ CANNOT TELL HIM TO STOP WITH THE FRILLY STUFF unless he wants his brother to snoop and find out who’s THE MAN he banged on a roof at night.)

he eventually settles on a bejeweled dagger bc he’s classy.]

[however, Onion Boy Jiang Cheng interprets the gift as a courting gift and his internalized homophobic ass goes “oh OH he thinks I’m the woman in this relationship, uh?! not in this lifetime bitch” and so he sends a gift as well to symbolically remind Sect Leader Nie “who asked to be railed not one but three times under the fucking moonlight” and calls it a day.

(But he does think it’s a very nice dagger and doesn’t want to disrespect another cultivator to the point of mailing a present back to the sender so... yeah.)

he sends NMJ the most expensive ointment for burn injuries in Yunmeng bc he’s a petty petty boy.]

[BUT!!! Nie MingJue has never received gifts like e v e r in his life and he’s...kind of touched? A bit? Bc it’s a very thoughtful gift? An expensive one too? And useful on top of that? Oh gods, Jiang Wanyin must have liked the dagger very much for being so generous and for actually thinking something a General like him would use on the battlefield and (...) maybe he should give something in return (...) what would be a good “thank you for your consideration” present (...) and so on.]

[They exchange gifts back an forth, NMJ slowly falling in love while JC begrudgingly fires back with presents aimed to offend and remind the other who’s in charge. This mutual exchange takes NMJ’s mind off of his anger issues and doesn’t need Jin GuangYao to play any evil music for him.]

[First time they meet in person JC is nervous af and he steels himself to exude nothing but power and control in front of the other Sect Leader... but the moment NMJ sees him JC is fucked. NMJ just stars glowing and dotes on him from day fucking one and JC is a weak weak man and the other is so tall so manly so gentle?? And it actually feels kind of nice to be paraded in front of others like a really nice horse or beloved wife and HOLY FUCKO now he understands why his sister loves her peacock so much.]

[moral of the story, they learn to de-stress together and nobody dies bc two angry boys banged once on a roof at night and everything is well and nice.]

*

[neat. now I ship it wtf]

[fleetofshippyships]

micro-prompt: nmj/jc sparing + thirst, 8 sentences

(8 sentences, you fiend! This is definitely not very thirsty, the thirst is clearly evident (I hope) in the non-pov character’s actions though XD but also yassssss MINGCHENG)

“Again,” Nie Mingjue growled, pacing back and then sliding into a ready stance.

Jiang Cheng swallowed against a dry throat, his body still thrumming with the wrong sort of energy.

If he closed his eyes, he was sure he’d still feel Nie Mingjue pressed against him, all burning heat and firm muscle, broken only by the cold bite of Baxia at his throat.

Nie Mingjue did not need to press so close to declare himself winner with Baxia at his throat, nor linger so long when the match was clearly won.

Neither did he need to insist on private sparring when their styles neither matched nor was Jiang Cheng challenge enough for him, not when his brute strength still outmatched whatever edge speed might have given Jiang Cheng against anyone else.

Jiang Cheng took a few breaths, tried to calm his racing heart, then shifted into a matching stance and raised Sandu in readiness.

His doubts were fading with every invitation to sparring he was given, with every unnecessary press of a body close to his own, with a fire in Nie Mingjue’s eyes that even he could see was not the thrill of a good match when it was nowhere near challenge enough for the man.

No, this all spoke of one thing, and this time he would answer Nie Mingjue’s silent question with interest of his own.

---

XD Mingjue has noticed Jiang Cheng staring at some point (or many points) and is a) letting him know the interest is returned, and b) trying to prompt Jiang Cheng into doing something already XD Mingjue you ain’t subtle! (also, thinks far more highly of Jiang Cheng’s sparring than Jiang Cheng does 🙄 but that’s a given)

[heavymetalchemist]

MXTX rarepair exchange letter:

Overall Do Not Wants: A/B/O, mpreg, bathroom kinks, mutilation, character death for the main pairing, golden core crushing, fluff without plot, hurt no comfort, graphic torture, pining for characters outside main pairing, infidelity.

Adaptation preference: MDZS - cql or novel, donghua. TGCF - I’ve actually only seen the donghua but if you have novel knowledge go for it, I fear not spoilers.

Jiang Cheng/Nie Mingjue

Likes: I like fluffy Mingcheng and especially like them being protective of each other. To me the dynamic is having someone who really understands them. If this comes out as D/s or daddy kink I prefer NMJ to be dom/daddy. If mature/explicit, bondage is good, inappropriate use of zidian is good, but if JC is topping it should be as service top. I enjoy both protective siblings Wei Wuxian/Jiang Yanli and kind of shitty siblings WWX/JYL that NMJ defends JC against. Jiang Fengmian, if included, should not be friendly and NMJ may punch him. It’s fine if it gets dark as long as it ends happy for Mingcheng.

Do not wants: Unsupportive Nie Huaisang, good Jiang parents

Prompts: 1) Jiang Cheng is the one who finds Nie Mingjue and Meng Yao after Wen Ruohan is killed instead of Lan Xichen, so Meng Yao is killed. This leads to Jiang Cheng and Nie Mingjue becoming sworn brothers… and more. 2) In an attempt to save his shixiong, Jiang Cheng tries to get Chifeng-zun on his side to have a proper inquiry into the Wen remnants. This can go a few ways but - hilariously bad seduction attempt that somehow works? Chifeng-zun having noticed how pretty JC is and using this as an opportunity to know him better? 3) Established relationship Mingcheng where NMJ is trying to get parental/family approval to marry JC. Canon divergence or modern AU is fine, but ideally dig into that hurt/comfort and potential JFM punching. 4) art prompt: protecting each other - from family? from Wens? from Jin Guangyao? others? small artfully placed blood splatters encouraged.

Jiang Cheng/Wen Ruohan

Likes: Daddy issues. Wen Ruohan starting off cold and calculating then reevaluating as he gets to know Jiang Cheng. If mature/explicit please only top!WRH. Praise kink - WRH inadvertently earning JC’s loyalty by praising him. It’s fine if WRH is still evil or if he’s just sort of morally gray but he should be on the darker side and there should be a power dynamic of older, more experienced WRH vs more innocent JC. Dubcon, manipulation, etc are fine, but ultimately JC should feel happy with his new daddy (even if his new daddy is maybe using him a little bit). WRH may start out very mercenary but by the end should value JC, even if it’s in a “he’s my favorite toy now” way. Light torture that WRH can oh so considerately heal JC of later with his spiritual energy (e.g. flogging, whipping not with a discipline whip, caning). Threatening with knives or swords.

Do not wants: Graphic torture, mutilation, golden core melting, noncon. Any ending where WRH doesn’t learn to appreciate/respect JC. Good Jiang parents. Interference from Wen Chao/Wen Xu. Underage - age difference is totally fine but JC should be an adult.

Prompts: 1) In an attempt to preemptively save Lotus Pier, JC goes to bargain with WRH and WRH demands he submit his body. WRH is planning to shame Jiang Fengmian with this, only to realize that JFM doesn’t really value JC at all - but WRH sees his value now. (this can go modern AU if desired but should retain the Wen sect threat somehow). 2) WRH sees a chink in the armor at a discussion conference when JFM dismisses JC, and plans to try for some leverage over Lotus Pier via the Jiang heir. He is unprepared for how JC blushes with just a little bit of flattery, and finds he wants to see more of it. 3) JC accompanies his father to a meeting and is ignored in favor of WWX. Upset, he goes to sulk, only to run into older, sophisticated WRH - who actually pays attention to him. 4) art prompt - WRH has JC in bondage, but they are both enjoying it. (or if a scene from any writing prompt strikes you!)

Nie Mingjue/Wen Ruohan

Likes: Enemies to lovers. Extremely conflicted NMJ. Obsessive/possessive WRH. Potentially dual cultivation to help with NMJ’s qi problems. A general “this is a terrible idea but fuck he’s hot” vibe. NHS scheming is fine but if there is a rescue attempt it should be “too late” (i.e. NMJ already has learned to want WRH). If you want to go dark, drugging is fine but no noncon/somnophilia. Knife/blood play is great especially if NMJ is trying to threaten WRH but WRH’s cultivation is high enough that he just heals up any cuts straight away, or like that scene in the donghua where he catches Baxia in two fingers.

Do not wants: golden core crushing, mutilation, heavy torture, noncon - however reluctantly, NMJ should agree. NMJ betraying his principles - if anything WRH should reluctantly become righteous to get into NMJ’s pants. Underage. WRH being good - at best he’s morally gray. “Rescue” from NHS (or anyone else). Interference from Wen Chao/Wen Xu.

Prompts: 1) WRH breaks sect leader Nie’s saber and doesn’t think much of it, not even when he hears that the man died - until the next discussion conference. He sees the new sect leader Nie (NMJ) and wants him - but now he has to convince him that killing his father was (mostly) an accident. 2) NMJ tries to assassinate WRH and fails, but WRH discovers the issue with NMJ’s qi and the saber spirits and offers to help. Sure that WRH can’t help, NMJ makes a deal that if he can actually help then NMJ will stop trying to kill him and the Nie and Wen sects will be allies, but if WRH fails his life is forfeit. WRH, of course, agrees. 3) Modern AU or no Sunshot AU, WRH didn’t murder NMJ’s father but he is arrogant and shady as fuck. NMJ is deeply ashamed to find that he’s very into that. 4) art prompt: any scene from the fic prompts, or NMJ holding a completely unruffled, smirking WRH at saber-point.

Nie Mingjue/Pei Ming

Likes: NMJ doesn’t realize Pei Ming is a god until they’ve already become intimate (whether emotionally or physically). Pei Ming attempting to flirt as NMJ’s subordinate and becoming frustrated when NMJ insists on being professional. Pei Ming convinced he doesn’t have any deep feelings and yet unable to stay away from NMJ. Flirting via sparring. NMJ amazed that this “rogue cultivator” can match him. NHS 100% seeing what Pei Ming is up to and giving him a shovel talk.

Do not wants: Pei Ming being cold/indifferent, NMJ being clingy or sacrificing his ideals/military goals for the relationship.

Prompts: 1) NMJ burns incense to the gods for blessings in the Sunshot campaign. Pei Ming decides to answer personally, quickly becoming NMJ’s right hand man. 2) Pei Ming admires NMJ’s righteousness, tenacity, and strength, so much that he has taken note of the man. When the fatal qi deviation is about to hit, Pei Ming decides to intervene. 3) art prompt: blushing but flattered NMJ being hit on by Pei Ming

[starshinegoblin]

For the Kiss prompt: 15 or 11 for MingCheng or XiCheng pls~

Thank you so much for requesting! I decided to make this a modern au where Nie Mingjue is a cop and Jiang Cheng is a veterinarian! I hope that you like it and it would be my first time writing MingCheng! I chose 11… a kiss in joy!

It was the smell of bacon that had woken Nie Mingjue up from his sleep. He woke up bleary eyed, having to blink a few times for his vision to sharpen. Something that only happened when he actually got a good night’s rest. A smile swept across his face as he recognized the room he spent the night in. It wasn’t his own bedroom back at the apartment but his boyfriend’s well lived in bedroom of his house. It wasn’t messy, it was cozy with the shelves filled with books, pictures, and nicknacks. He chuckled noticing a familiar large stuffed animal husky, visible from where he lay,sitting beside the dresser.

The sound of his boyfriend singing softly from the kitchen reminded him to get up. He tossed back the teal and grey sheets untangling his legs. He put on a pair of black cotton sweatpants before stepping out the bedroom. The house layout open and airy in design allowed for him to find the other man easily. 

His mouth watered at the sight of his boyfriend standing at the stove. Jiang Cheng looked inviting being clad in a soft oversized sweater and boxers. Those long legs displayed, toned from his almost daily morning runs. His long lilac hair up in a messy bun exposing his neck. A blatant reddish blemish courtesy of his teeth last night on the side of his neck. His gaze dropped to the stunning tattoo of a watercolor lotus in bloom on the other’s shoulder from where the collar slipped down.  

“Good your up, set the table will you?” Jiang Cheng asked him as he looked over his shoulder to find him staring.

“Sure.” Nie Mingjue replied, swallowing as he focused on setting the table. He eyed the dishes prepared on the island as he passed noticing now it was quite a feast for them. Already plated was eggs, toast, pancakes, and that fruit salad that tasted like heaven. He also noticed that the ingredients for his oatmeal cookies was out. He paused after grabbing the plates off the open shelf cabinet to look back over at his boyfriend. The only time Jiang Cheng made them was when he was stressed.  A comforting recipe he’d learned from his mother before her passing. 

The only thing he could think of is that recently Jiang Cheng’s had wanted to open his own veterinary office instead of staying there at the hospital. Naturally, Nie Mingjue had supported him in doing this. However, Jiang Cheng had been having issues finding a place. Several places had turned him down already. 

“Do you have any plans for today?” Jiang Cheng asked, moving away from the stove to to plate the bacon. 

“No, I closed the case last night.” Nie Mingjue replied earning a playful swat from Jiang Cheng on the hand trying to steal a blueberry from the fruit salad. 

“Good, then your all mine today.” Jiang Cheng grinned grabbing the bacon and the coffee pot on his way over. He was going to tease his boyfriend when Jiang Cheng’s phone started to vibrate.

“You want to get that? It might be your brother.” Nie Mingjue asked sitting down at the breakfast nook table.

“Too early for that gremlin besides I heard from A-Yu yesterday that Lan Wangji flew in last night. So it’s not him.” Jiang Cheng stated pointedly ignoring the phone, joining him at the table. A smile on his face. 

“Are you sure?” Nie Mingjue chuckled, as Jiang Cheng’s phone went off again. They both knew that the only one who would send so many rapid fire texts at this time of day was Jiang Cheng’s older brother. Maybe Nie Huaisang if it was Mingjue’s phone but this was Jiang Cheng’s.

“Yes.” Jiang Cheng answered stealing a slice of bacon off Nie Mingjue’s plate. He was just about to tease the younger man when his personal phone went off at the same time as Jiang Cheng’s. 

Jiang Cheng huffed,”Oh for heaven’s sake.” He got up, going to the counter where they’d both thrown their phones last night. He answered his own phone and silenced Nie Mingjue’s seeing that it was Lan Wangji’s number. 

“Stop using Lan Wangji’s phone to call my boyfriend.” Jiang Cheng ordered, ”And isn’t it before your wake up time?” 

“Hey!” Wei Wuxian complained at the questioning, “Then answer your phone sour grape!” 

“Don’t call me that gremlin.” Jiang Cheng sassed back playfully. 

That earned him a chuckle. “You got some mail today.” 

“Is that why you’ve been harassing me? Wasting your time with Lan Wangji to tell me about some mail you could give me tomorrow?” Jiang Cheng teased. 

“I mean I could but then I actually want to get through brunch with my legs in tact for Lan Zhan’s use afterwards.” Wei Wuxian replied cheekily, “Speaking of use…Uh… check your messages…ah! Lan Zhan!” 

“Hanging up now.” Jiang Cheng sighed rolling his eyes as he turned to go back to the table. He decided to check his messages to see what was so important. 

Nie Mingjue could only chuckle as he listened to Jiang Cheng. It was like his own conversations with Nie Huaisang. “What was so important?”

The smile faded as Jiang Cheng stopped halfway. His sapphire eyes widening in shock letting out a gasp. Concerned, Nie Mingjue got up to see what he was reading off his phone, stopping almost to him as Jiang Cheng’s mood changed. A bright smile replaced the shock. His eyes glossy threatening to drop tears. 

“I got it!” Jiang Cheng announced, “They sent it to the wrong address but I got the approval for that space we were looking at for my practice last week!” 

Before Nie Mingjue could even congratulate Jiang Cheng, the shorter man threw himself at him, closing the space between them. Nie Mingjue caught him easily grabbing hold of the back of his thighs. Jiang Cheng wrapped his arms around his neck using the new angle to kiss him joyfully.

“Congratulations.” Nie Mingjue breathed against the others lips when they parted. 

“Thank you.” Jiang Cheng grinned hands still in the others shorter hair. The expression tempting another kiss this time from Nie Mingjue. 

“Late breakfast?” Nie Mingjue asked,licking his bottom lip as a new hunger started in his gut that didn’t have anything to do with food. However, before Jiang Cheng could reply his stomach answered for him in a loud growl making them both laugh. They’d eat now and later celebrate, just the two of them for the rest of the day. 

Read the collection of kisses here // prompt list ~ req open

[ruensroad]

May i ask for 7 for MinCheng or XiCheng?

So, this was going to be Xicheng, because I had no idea what MinCheng was, but THEN @bloody-bee-tea got on the same mental wavelength as me when we wondered if maybe MinCheng was Nie Mingjue and Jiang Cheng and that in turn led to… this. I’m so sorry this is probably so not what you wanted, like at all D:

On another note, Nie Mingjue and Jiang Cheng is a surprisingly cute ship? who knew.

Prompt from this list here!

Prompt 7 | “I’ve been living off of coffee for two days I deserve to sleep!” | MingCheng

Coming back to their apartment after a two-day shift was always a welcome relief. To kick of his boots, set down his pack, and smell the pot of coffee Jiang Cheng had left for him was the best part of a day already topsy-turvy time wise. A hot drink, a hot shower, a bed that smelled of Jiang Cheng’s spicy cologne were really all he needed, most days, even if his partner could not truly be there in person until much later.

So, it was a surprise, and a very pleasant one, to find Jiang Cheng still at home, in his rumpled suit, passed out on the couch. A flung tie and scattered shoes proved he’d come home, not forgotten to leave, and there was his usual scowl too. Nie Mingjue had never met anyone that could scowl in their sleep until the first night he’d shared a bed with the man.

It usually meant a headache, or stress, and the lopsided state of him was a tad alarming for anyone that knew Jiang Cheng well. He was a lawyer, so he was always pristine. Nie Mingjue usually was the only reason Jiang Cheng’s clothes even had a wrinkle and though his partner complained at length, it didn’t stop the kisses either, or the snorted laughter after the fact.

He leaned over the back of the couch to get a better look at him and chuckled to see Jiang Cheng had forgotten to shave. He knew the man’s newest case was ridiculous and that alone proved it.

“Morning, Sunshine,” he teased, tapping Jiang Cheng on the forehead. He knew better than to get his face anywhere near there when Jiang Cheng had that scowl on. He’d been elbowed in the nose enough times to learn him.

His hand, as predicted, was immediately swatted. “Ugh, no,” came the sleepy grumble. “Fuck off.”

Nie Mingjue snorted and moved around the couch to kneel down and kiss him, since it was safe now, given his awareness. Jiang Cheng’s frown deepened against his mouth, but kissed back all the same.

“I go away for two days and you’re a mess,” Nie Mingjue said, fussing with where the collar of his button down had been pulled down an extra button. That neck was distracting at the best of times. “What are you even doing home?”

“I’m on vacation,” Jiang Cheng muttered, nose in the air, before he rubbed his eyes, ruining that grand look. “Unwilling vacation.”

Nie Mingjue didn’t have to ask to know Jiang Cheng’s staff had more than likely strong armed him into it. “It’s Wednesday,” he said, amused that Jiang Cheng hadn’t made it three days into his workweek. Good on his team for sending him home.

“And I’ve been living on coffee since Monday,” Jiang Cheng huffed, swatting at him again. “My blood is coffee at this point.”

Nie Mingjue chuckled and leaned in to halt his tirade with another kiss. “I like the stubble.”

“Thanks, I hate it,” Jiang Cheng said, itching his jaw as though the mere thought had made it itchy. “Too fucking tired to shave, though.”

“Too tired to get into bed, too,” Nie Mingjue told him pointedly, raising an amused eyebrow.

“Was waiting for you,” Jiang Cheng told him, already looking close to falling asleep again, and lifted his arms a little without prompting. “Get me up. Take me to bed. If I wake up before Monday knock me out again.”

Nie Mingjue chuckled and lifted him easily into his arms. “Of course, Your Highness. Whatever you say.”

[bloody-bee-tea]

Kissuary 2023 Day 14 + 28 ~ Anything - Anywhere

It's the last day of the Kissuary Month! There weren't any prompts for Day 14 and 28 so you get all the kisses, all the times, in all the moments. I hope you enjoyed this little ride with me and thank you for still being here for my Mingcheng content <3 💜💚

Jiang Cheng is so concentrated on his phone that he doesn’t hear Wei Wuxian running up to him and he pays dearly for it when Wei Wuxian slams into his back, making Jiang Cheng drop his phone.

“Wei Wuxian!” he yells out, even as he elbows him to retrieve his device.

A quick inspection reveals that there’s a new crack in the protection glass and Jiang Cheng sighs. This is why he doesn’t buy a new one until the old one is completely shattered. With Wei Wuxian he would go broke before the end of the month.

“Haha, upps,” Wei Wuxian laughs out as if it’s the funniest thing in the world that Jiang Cheng’s back is aching with pain now and his phone is more broken than before.

Jiang Cheng spots the exact moment Wei Wuxian moves to punch his shoulder and neatly side-steps the action, even though it makes Wei Wuxian pout.

“Aww, come on, Chengcheng, no need to frown like that, nothing happened, right?”

“You hurt me,” Jiang Cheng gives back, even though it’s useless. They had this conversation often enough for him to know that Wei Wuxian is not even truly listening to anything he’s saying at the moment.

“Yeah, sure, whatever you say,” Wei Wuxian mumbles, already distracted by something else when Jiang Yanli steps into the room.

“Oh, A-Cheng, why are you frowning like that again?” she immediately asks and Jiang Cheng briefly lifts his phone.

“Wei Wuxian made me drop it again, now there are more cracks than before,” he tells her, though he just knows what’s going to happen.

And just like he expected she reaches out for him to pat him on the hand.

“Don’t be like that, it’s not that bad anyway, right? It was cracked before, wasn’t it?” she asks and Jiang Cheng bites his tongue.

Arguing with his sister never gets them anywhere even though he would love to tell her that all the cracks in his phone are due to Wei Wuxian.

He only ever drops it because of Wei Wuxian’s roughness but Jiang Cheng can do nothing but sigh. His sister is not going to listen to him when it comes to anything that even vaguely sounds like a complaint about Wei Wuxian and he doesn’t actually want her to pet him again.

It always feels so condescending when she does it.

“Whatever,” he mumbles and pockets his phone, and just in time too because Wei Wuxian slings his arm around his shoulder, hanging his entire weight off Jiang Cheng’s side who can barely keep them standing.

He doesn’t mention that something in his spine just audibly popped from that because it’s not as if anyone would care at all.

Instead, he pushes Wei Wuxian off of him and then takes a big step to the side. It’s the last time that evening he lets any of his siblings touch him.

~*~*~

The first time Nie Mingjue reaches out for Jiang Cheng in public, Jiang Cheng flinches away. He doesn’t even think about it, it’s just habit at this point but he does notice the confused frown on Nie Mingjue’s face.

Jiang Cheng tries to soften his action by immediately reaching out for Nie Mingjue’s hand in turn and it seems as if Nie Mingjue is appeased when he threads their fingers together.

The second time it happens catches even Jiang Cheng off guard, because Nie Mingjue comes up behind him and puts a hand to his shoulder. It’s just a light touch, nothing at all like Wei Wuxian’s, but Jiang Cheng’s body reacts before his mind can catch up and he moves away from Nie Mingjue.

“Wanyin?” Nie Mingjue asks, concern clear in his voice and Jiang Cheng winces before he gives Nie Mingjue a strained smile.

“I hurt my shoulder during training yesterday, sorry,” he lies and immediately feels bad about it. This is not something he should lie to his boyfriend about but he doesn’t even know where to begin explaining what’s going on.

“is it serious?” Nie Mingjue very predictably asks, clearly concerned about Jiang Cheng and that only makes him feel worse.

“No, just a little strain. It will be better tomorrow, I’m sure about it.”

“If you say so,” Nie Mingjue gives back, clearly not completely convinced but he doesn’t try to reach out for Jiang Cheng again either.

It’s what Jiang Cheng wanted, but somehow it makes him feel worse.

The third time is when Nie Mingjue finally seems to catch on that something else is going on here. They have a dinner date and when Jiang Cheng arrives at the restaurant Nie Mingjue leans in to kiss him.

Jiang Cheng is acting on instinct again, and his hand is in Nie Mingjue’s face, pushing him away before he can think better of it.

And now Nie Mingjue doesn’t just look worried and confused, he also seems hurt and that is something Jiang Cheng can’t actually stand.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers which clearly adds to Nie Mingjue’s concern.

“I think we should get take-out today,” he decides and doesn’t actually give Jiang Cheng the chance to answer before he steps into the restaurant.

Jiang Cheng knows that a serious talk is waiting for him at home and he can’t even blame Nie Mingjue for this. He has to admit that his behaviour is strange and it’s not fair to not explain anything to Nie Mingjue.

It’s just—Jiang Cheng doesn’t even know where to start with explaining any of this because he never had to try for an outsider so to speak. And the few times he did try with Wei Wuxian and Jiang Yanli they told him not to be such a baby and called him too sensitive and Jiang Cheng doesn’t actually want to hear the same thing from Nie Mingjue.

But it’s not as if he has a choice anymore, and if he’s being honest then Nie Mingjue deserves that he at least tries.

They don’t really talk on the way back and Jiang Cheng has no hope that they are going to eat while the food is actually still hot. They’ll have to reheat it later.

“What is going on?” Nie Mingjue asks without preamble when the door is finally closed behind them and Jiang Cheng immediately steps close and hugs him.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers and feels more than he hears how Nie Mingjue lets out a huge sigh before he oh so carefully rests his hand on Jiang Cheng’s back.

And that—this forced carefulness from Nie Mingjue—is not something Jiang Cheng ever wanted.

“Don’t be sorry.” Nie Mingjue drops a quick kiss to Jiang Cheng’s head. “Just explain what’s going on.”

Jiang Cheng worries his lower lip, not actually sure how he is supposed to go about this an it seems as if he’s taking too long for Nie Mingjue’s liking because he moves his hand up and down his back before he speaks again.

“This seems to be okay. Is t only certain touches?” he asks, clearly intent on figuring out what’s happening and Jiang Cheng presses even closer, almost trying to hide completely in Nie Mingjue’s embrace.

“I will need some words here, Wanyin,” Nie Mingjue states when Jiang Cheng yet again fails to answer and he sounds hurt in a way Jiang Cheng never wanted, so he forces himself to talk.

Even though he still doesn’t know what he wants to say, how he should explain this.

“This is okay,” he agrees and squeezes Nie Mingjue.

“Then what? Do you need to be in charge of the way we touch?” Nie Mingjue wants to know and Jiang Cheng’s heart aches at that.

He knows how touchy Nie Mingjue is, he sees it regularly with Nie Huaisang and to even think that he would have to hold back with Jiang Cheng would surely be hard on him and go against his very nature. And it’s not actually what Jiang Cheng wants at all. It’s just—

“Usually it hurts,” Jiang Cheng mumbles, his face still mostly pressed to Nie Mingjue’s shoulder but he must have heard him because Nie Mingjue freezes.

“I hurt you?” he asks, the shock so very audible in his voice and Jiang Cheng is quick to shake his head.

He doesn’t want to make Nie Mingjue worried even more.

“No, it’s—gods, why is this so goddamn hard,” Jiang Cheng groans out, finally letting go of Nie Mingjue so he can pace around the room better.

“For the longest time it’s only been my siblings and me,” he eventually says, and going by the frown on Nie Mingjue’s face it’s only confusing Nie Mingjue further. “There weren’t actually that many people who touched me because it was just my siblings and me. You know my parents, and until Huaisang, I didn’t really have friends,” Jiang Cheng admits, even though Nie Mingjue very well knows that.

“I don’t see the relation,” Nie Mingjue says, and he’s so careful to not make it a rebuke that Jiang Cheng just has to smile at him.

“Wei Wuxian is very—excited,” Jiang Cheng settles on. “Always. 24/7.” At that Nie Mingjue snorts, because they all know that. “And—he’s not very careful. Not with me.” Jiang Cheng rubs his shoulder where Wei Wuxian had punched him just yesterday; he had hit the bone awkwardly and the bruise was already a deep purple.

Jiang Cheng hadn’t even bothered to complain because there was no use to that.

“He tackles me, he punches me, he yells into my ear,” Jiang Cheng tells Nie Mingjue, who finally seems to understand. “And it just—it made me wary when people reach out for me.”

“And your sister?” Nie Mingjue asks and Jiang Cheng snorts bitterly.

“The only time she ever touches me is to pat my head or my hand while telling me to not be so sensitive and that A-Xian didn’t mean it. It’s—not something that’s very pleasant, either.”

“So it’s not because of me,” Nie Mingjue breathes out and immediately Jiang Cheng walks over to him to take his hand.

He never meant to make Nie Mingjue worry like that.

“Of course it’s not because of you, my soul. I love you. It’s just—I had years to learn these behaviours. I might need a bit of time to unlearn them, too.”

“You should have said,” Nie Mingjue says but he softens his words with a kiss to Jiang Cheng’s knuckles.

“I didn’t know how. I didn’t even know now. It’s a wonder you even understand me at all.”

“Your phone is cracked because of him, right?” Nie Mingjue asks, clearly mulling things over in his mind and Jiang Cheng nods. “And the bruise on your shoulder?”

“Like I said, he’s very excitable.”

“No wonder you would flinch away,” Nie Mingjue mutters. “I know this is not going to help much for now, but I’m not him. I’m not going to do that to you. When I reach out for you it’s just because I want to touch you, or kiss you.”

“I know,” Jiang Cheng sighs and burrows into Nie Mingjue’s arms again. “I just might need time to unlearn all of that with you.”

“But you’re not against that? I mean it would be a bit of PDA, though not quite as sickening as Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian are.”

“I wouldn’t mind at all,” Jiang Cheng admits.

He never really thought about it before, but the thought that Nie Mingjue might kiss him where everyone can see only makes Jiang Cheng happy.

“Slowly then, okay?” Nie Mingjue asks and Jiang Cheng nods.

If they go slow, he’s sure he can get used to Nie Mingjue touching him.

~*~*~

Nie Mingjue doesn’t only go slow, he also wordlessly asks for permission every time before he moves in to touch or kiss Jiang Cheng.

It’s usually just with a look or sometimes he will move, only to stop for a brief moment for Jiang Cheng to get his instincts under control but then he lavishes Jiang Cheng with kisses everywhere. It seems as if no place is safe, because Nie Mingjue drops kisses on his hands, his arms, his shoulders and all over Jiang Cheng’s head and face.

Jiang Cheng is flourishing under Nie Mingjue’s attention and he has to admit that it is incredibly nice.

“My heart,” Nie Mingjue says and just as Jiang Cheng is about to answer, Nie Mingjue has already stolen a kiss.

“My soul,” Jiang Cheng half-heartedly complaints because he was mid-conversation with Wei Wuxian, but Nie Mingjue is completely unrepentant and simply leans in to kiss Jiang Cheng again.

“That’s so gross,” Wei Wuxian whispers before he speaks up at a louder volume. “Hey, how come he can touch you whenever and I don’t? You always shove me off.”

“Maybe because you’re being too rough and hurting me,” Jiang Cheng says with a roll of his eyes, knowing damn well that his words will fall on deaf ears.

“Aw, Chengcheng,” Wei Wuxian whines out, moving forward as if to hang off Jiang Cheng again, and just as Jiang Cheng is about to take a step back, Nie Mingjue’s arm moves between them.

“I don’t think so,” Nie Mingjue says, firmly keeping Wei Wuxian out of reach of Jiang Cheng. “He just said you’re being too rough. Maybe listen for once in a while and don’t act like a spoiled, ignorant child.”

“Hey,” Wei Wuxian exclaims, turning betrayed eyes on Jiang Cheng, clearly waiting for him to tell Nie Mingjue that it is okay.

But if he thinks Jiang Cheng will do that, then he’s very wrong.

“Thank you,” he says to Nie Mingjue and takes the opportunity to lean up to kiss Nie Mingjue.

They are both breathing a bit faster when they part, but Jiang Cheng doesn’t feel too bad about it. Nie Mingjue protecting him from Wei Wuxian is incredibly hot after all.

“Ew,” Wei Wuxian complaints and turns away, clearly more grossed out than hurt and Jiang Cheng moves so he can hug Nie Mingjue from the side.

“Seriously, thank you,” he whispers and squeezes his middle.

“You should have said something sooner, I could have protected you even before,” Nie Mingjue mutters, making Jiang Cheng laugh.

“But you can protect me now. And I get all the kisses, right?” Jiang Cheng cheekily asks and blinks up at Nie Mingjue who immediately leans down to drop a kiss on the tip of Jiang Cheng’s nose.

“All of them,” he promises and Jiang Cheng knows that he will keep his promise.

Which is just as well, because Jiang Cheng can never get too many kisses from him.

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[theuntamedaus]

Hi hello I am once again back on my bullshit™.

I have had an idea for what I will call Music Band AU. I do not have a plot (yet), my brain isyelling "Scott Pilgrim" likeits life depended on it, but I do NOT want that, I have something a bit different in mind.

So.

I have, as clear as day, the Lans as being classical musicians/traditional musicians and also composers. They play traditional chinese instruments like the xiao, the erhu, the qin, etc along with some western musical instruments like the clarinet, the piano, the strings. I do not have any idea who plays what, I will figure it out later.

Nie Mingjue is the owner of an indie music studio and he publishes mostly metal kind of genre.

He is also the owner of a Nightwish-like Metal band whose vocalist Meng Yao abandoned everything to follow his father Jin Guangshan's Big Brands Studio.

Something he will eventually regret, but ATM we are not there yet.

Anyway.

Enter the Jiangs - beloved and beloathed. JFM and YZY are one of those who are like "yeahmy child is so gifted and talented, let's ruin their life forever by forcing them in the music industry". You know. Like Michael Jackson's parents, or Britney Spears' parents, that turned out oh-so-well.

In fact.

Yanli is a beloved pop idol à la Blackpink and Jiang Cheng is trying but his voice is not made for pop - he does try pop-punk but yet again, too rough, or high, or low, and he's never good enough, for JFM's standards.

And also there is "adopted son" Wei Ying who is doing just GREAT and BRILLIANT job at being the pop idol whom Lan Wangji, dragged out of his shell by Nie Huaisang, bc LXC and NMJ are besties, is absolutely head over heels, so what use is JC in JFM's eyes?

Needless to say, there is a lot bickering, fighting, yelling.

*uh, I have just had a flashback to my experience, no I will not elaborate*

Anyway. And it's after the last sunday lunch gone wrong that JC just leaves before even touching his food and goes in the city. He is thinking a lot, maybe he is thinking of leaving the family, the business, or maybe he wants to start his own label, how much it would cost anyway?

And he finds himself looking at some microphones in a music shop - unaffiliated with the Lans, the owner is probably Mr. Yao or Mr. Ouyang.

THe owner is like, I can see you are pointing big puppy eyes at those mics, do you want to try them?

And JC, full of the whole "you are a failure,you will never be enough" says "Sure, I can try..."

And he sings like a rock kind of song, and y'all know that I am a Jiang "Angel Voice" Cheng truther.

NMJ happens to be in the shop because he needs a new amplificator or something and hears JC.

And he is in awe.

Who is this amazing singer and why has he not heard about him ever. That's the one I want for my band, he is perfect. And he introduces himself and JC is like "you liked that?!"

"Why yes it was perfect, come to my studio, meet my band give it a try".

And it takes a bit of convincing, Huaisang chips in, but JC discovers that his voice is perfect for Metal and joins NMJ's band.

Are his parents happy? Nope and they voice their disappointment, which just prompts JC to just pack his things and go.

Yanli and Wei Ying try their best to mellow things, they don't want JC to go, but JC is fed up.

He goes to NMJ's studio, explains the situation and NMJ and NMJ is like "New Family Member Acquired".

You can read this as MingCheng if you wish, I kind of like the paiting, but only if it's @felinesomnambulist or @bloody-bee-tea (sorry for the tags, you both do write amazing MingCheng fics).

I will probably come back on this because I am enjoying the idea, but I will elaborate once I have kicked my brain around a little.

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Joke - 12 Days of Mingcheng

  Hello! Happy Christmas for those who celebrate it and I’m so sorry that I’m posting this so late. Anyways, this is day 4 of @vassar177′s 12 Days of Mingcheng with the prompt Joke! So, I hope you enjoy this and remember to stay safe and sound! 

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  Nie Mingjue couldn't believe his eyes, nor he wanted to because if did, he would have to deal with the fact that, apparently, his husband, his beloved Wanyin, a twenty-eight years old man with whom he was married for four years now, had just painted his older brother's hair bright pink and was hiding behind their bookshelf while Wei Wuxian looked frantically around for him. 

  Wei Wuxian had slept over after he and Jiang Cheng spent the whole night talking shit about Jiang Fengmian and Yu Ziyuan and drinking. Now, it seemed like they had bet something and he had lost. Nie Mingjue stood on the door, watching as his husband giggled like a child while his brother opened and closed their cabinets with his bright pink hair flying behind him. 

  "Mingjue!" Wei Wuxian finally screamed, having finally gotten a glimpse of him by the door. "Have you seen A-Cheng today?" 

  "No, I haven't." He said, moving away from the door and closing it. It was, at some stance, true, if he didn't count the call they had earlier, minutes before he entered one of his unfindable meetings. "I had to go out early to do so. Lots of meetings." He moved to a point where he couldn't see his husband anymore, which meant that neither could Wei Wuxian.

  "Wait, not even a video call?" He asked, eyebrows furrowed in disbelief. 

  "No. I had a lot of meetings today, Wei Wuxian." He said slowly, lifting an eyebrow at him. Oh, my god. , he thought, Even his eyebrows are bright pink too. Whatever and however Jiang Cheng had done to make it reach that colour, he had done it well. 

  "Lan Zhan had too and he interrupted one of his meetings to answer me when I called to show him this." He said, putting his hands on his hips and looking at him strangely. 

  "Talking about that colour, that's a, uhm, good one." It wasn't, hell it wasn't, but it was preferable talking about it than about what was wrong with that statement. "When did you decide to paint it?"

  "Jiang Cheng decided to do it out of nowhere!" His hands flew in the air in outrage as he remembered what his brother had done. "We were drinking and I joked that I've always wanted to paint my hair and when I woke up my hair was like this!" He pulled at his hair, showing that yes, everything was bright pink, not a strand of hair missed and that Jiang Cheng had done a pretty good job at that. Maybe he would recommend him to Nie Huaisang next time his brother wanted to paint his hair again. "Now look at it! It's pink! Bright pink!"

  "I thought you liked exaggerated?" He tried slowly, unsure of how to proceed. Sincerely, he thought that Wei Wuxian would have liked it with the way that he was always joking about bright colours and about painting his hair. 

  "Yes, I do! But it's pink! If it was red or even blue, I wouldn't be so shocked, but it's pink and I teach middle-schoolers. Middle-schoolers!" He rubbed his face frantically, clearly frustrated. "I have to go, I have to see if I can wash at least half of it off." He ran away, grabbing his coat on the way and slamming the door. Nie Mingjue waited some seconds to be sure that he wouldn't be coming back before slowly turning to where he knew Jiang Cheng was probably still giggling like a child. 

  Taking off his coat, he walked over there, squatting down to look at his child-husband and smiling at him. Jiang Cheng had his hair let down in a way that he generally wouldn't and his eyes were shining with unshed tears of laughing too much, he was still in his pyjamas and Nie Mingjue thought that he was adorable like that. Usually, Jiang Cheng raised earlier than him to go for a run and when he came back, he had been awake for time enough for his usual morning grumpiness to be gone and for Mingjue to be awake enough to have made both of them tea. 

  "Is it washable?" Nie Mingjue asked, trying to hold back his laugh, but failed miserably when Jiang Cheng covered his mouth with both hands and shook his head with vigour, eyes shining with mirth as he remembered what he did to his brother. "You are evil. Remember me to not, ever make you my enemy."

  "He was so shocked." He guffawed, throwing his head back and reaching out for his shoulders. "He looked so, so shocked, A-Jue." 

  "What did you do?" He was starting to laugh too as tears threatened to fall on Jiang Cheng's eyes. 

  "He-- He was-- He was sleeping and I went on and started painting his hair." Tears were definitely falling now and Mingjue couldn't hold his laugh either, holding him up as he fell afterwards. They laughed for a good while until none of them were breathing anymore and they had to force themselves to stop and try to breathe. 

  "I'm so happy that I married you." Nie Mingjue said, laying on the ground and caressing Jiang Cheng's long hair. 

  "Don't think that just because we are married I can't prank you." Jiang Cheng lifted himself in one arm, staring down at him completely seriously. They kept staring at each other for long seconds before he finally broke up and started laughing, laying down on Mingjue's arm again and kissing his jaw lightly. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding, no need to make such a worried face." 

  "You are horrible. Now tell me how you painted Wei Wuxian's hair." He rolled his eyes, snuggling closer to him and, as he proceeded to tell the odyssey that it was to do that prank, he breathed in relief that he wasn't on his range of pranks. 

  Because the thing was both Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian - And even Jiang Yanli, if the stories they told were true - were masters of pranks and their pranks were never easy to compete with. Nie Huaisang once told him that in one of their "prank wars", even Lan Qiren got involved and not even it made it stop. So, yeah, he wasn't happy about the prospect of getting pulled on those prank wars they had even if it was accidently, he liked his limbs just fine. 

 Still, days after the first prank, Nie Mingjue was still jumpy and weary of his surroundings, checking everything before using and tasting all the spices before putting on his food and drinks. Jiang Cheng noticed that and would always chuckled to himself before kissing the corner of his mouth and reassuring him that no prank was being pulled on him. He was starting to believe it when it happened. 

  The fact was Nie Mingjue got scared easily, even more easily than Nie Huaisang, which meant that any "boo" would have him jumping five feet in the air, but what scared him the most was body horror for sure. Maybe that was why his reaction was so exaggerated when one day he opened his freezer and sas a severed head there, blood frozen on it's face and their hair falling beside them. He had just woken up and was preparing his and Jiang Cheng's tea when it happened, right after Jiang Cheng had arrived from his usual morning run. Jiang Cheng had been in their room when his scream reached him and he came running to the kitchen, only to start laughing when he saw what Nie Mingjue was screaming. 

  "It's for Mo Xuanyu's birthday." He had said between laughs, holding himself on the dining desk and hugging his stomach. "It's a cake, my soul. Not a real head." 

  "That boy has problems. You all have problems if you are indulging in this." He grumbled, closing the door with more force than necessary and staring at him. "You could have at least warned me." 

  "I'm sorry, it slipped off my mind with all the preparations for the boy's birthday, but I assure you that it was not my intention to scare." He walked over to him, hugging his neck and kissing his cheek before a wicked smile appeared on his face. "Though I can't complain. Your face was adorable, all wide eyes and hands over it." Nie Mingjue moaned in pain, letting his head hit his shoulder as he started to laugh again. He let him laugh and all, but he knew what it meant and it meant war. 

  He started to plan, thinking on how he could prank him back and even searched on the internet for some ideas. In the end, he decided to fill his car with balloons while he was at work. One of the many privileges of being his own boss was that he could make up his own schedule to fit on his desires and his desires right then were for revenge and payback.

  Jiang Cheng worked at a small and local veterinary clinic ever since he graduated from college after leaving his previous job on his father's company to pursue his dreams. Back then, they hadn't been dating yet, but it didn't affect how proud he felt of him when he arrived at their weekly dinner telling what he did that day with a smile so big and bright that it illuminated the whole room. Now, after he graduated and found a job in that small clinic, Mingjue feared that sometimes he would explode with pride whenever his husband came home telling stories about his patients with a smile so big as that day. 

  That being, he asked for one of the secretaries to warn him when Jiang Cheng was busy to begin his prank. Once she gave him a green signal, Nie Mingjue ran to the parking lot where he knew that the car would be along both Nie Huaisang and Mo Xuanyu with bags and more bags of balloons filled with helium and the spare key in his pockets. They had spent the whole previous day filling those, profiting from the fact that Jiang Cheng would pass the whole day taking care of his nephews. 

  Mo Xuanyu would be the one to stay back to film his reaction when he opened his car and the balloons started to float out. The kid had just gained a new car from Jin Zixuan and would be using the fact that Jiang Cheng didn't know his car yet to go undercover while Nie Huaisang borrowed Wen Ning's to film the other side of it. At that time, Nie Mingjue would be back at his work so as to not lift any suspicion, just waiting for the good results of his planning. 

  And, oh, what good results they were indeed. When Jiang Cheng opened his car and the balloons started to float around, his face was priceless with confusion surfacing on it as more and more balloons hit him. He had immediately gone in an attack position, hitting them left and right before finally stepping away to look at his car in total disbelief as the last ballons got out and a cardboard cutout of him appeared, sitting on the passenger seat and smiling up to him. 

  "Nie Mingjue!" He had screamed, throwing his hands into the air in anger and, even if he knew he was fucked, Nie Mingjue still laughed loudly at that. 

  After that, the pranks happened as quick as they could come up with and he found himself surprisingly enjoying himself. In retaliation, Jiang Cheng came up with that old prank of the spider so that when he pulled on his toolbox, a spider would jump at his hands. He still could hear the loud laugh that he let out when he heard him screaming in absolute terror at the sight of the small and fake insect. 

  "You are on." Jiang Cheng said, passing in front of the room with a devilish grin on his mouth. 

  "You are gonna regret this." He hissed, taking a look at the spider before groaning loudly. 

  He let him off for some days, not doing anything and acting at the peak of his good behaviour, before finally striking down on a Saturday. Ever since Nie Huaisang knew Jiang Cheng, the boy would go over to their house and take naps at their couch while Huaisang worked on whatever it was at time and he never actually lost that habit. More times than not, if he wasn't home or with his nephews, it was probably that he was at Huaisang's apartment, just napping or talking shit with his brother while scrolling down his phone. 

  "It's done. And we are fucking doomed." Nie Huaisang said, closing his bedroom door and looking at him with wide eyes. "He's napping right now and all his nails are done. Even his feet, but I didn't put any acrylics on it obviously." 

  "Ok, good. Now, we wait." Nie Mingjue said, patting the space beside him. 

  "Do you want to see them? They are purple and they have lotus on them too." He pulled his phone out, snuggling closer to him. They were long, very long and they were stiletto-shaped. Some of them were fully painted with a dark purple while the others were a lighter shade and the both ones on the middle fingers had a lotus flower painted on it. He thought that they suited him very much.

  "Oh, you painted those? So cool." He said, scrolling through the photos he had taken. "Wait, you didn't post those, did you?" 

  "Of course not! Do you think I have a death wish? I will wait until he's awake and screaming with you to post it." A heartbeat passed and he added. "And take the opportunity to go home." 

  "Now that's more like it." He nodded, settling down and focusing on the documentary he was watching. They watched it to the end, judging the director's choices of lighting and editing and just the way they told the story in general. The second one was in the middle when a scream reached their ears and both of them let out a chuckle, looking to the door in expectation. 

  "Nie Huaisang!" Jiang Cheng yanked the door open, holding a hand out to show the nails. Just like Nie Mingjue had predicted, they suited him very well. 

  "Yes, Jiang-xiong?" Nie Huaisang said, turning to him with a smile. 

  "What are those?" He hissed and narrowed his eyes at him. 

  "Acrylic nails." He beamed at him, fully going into his mood of adorableness that no one could resist. 

  "And what are they doing on my fingers?" He got closer to them, shoving the nails to his face. 

  "That's with Da-ge. I don't know anything." With that, the little shit slipped away, already scrolling on his phone. 

  "Well?" Jiang Cheng turned to him and Nie Mingjue smiled sheepishly at him. 

  "I dare you to spend the whole weekend with them?" Nie Mingjue said instead of acting like a normal person and explaining that it had been a prank and that he could take them off if he wanted. 

  "You are evil." He sighed as he dropped on the mattress beside him before curling up against him and huffing on his neck. "There's going to be payback." He whispered in an oversweetly voice, kissing the end of his jaw and tapping his new nails on his chest. 

  "I expect such." He chuckled, kissing the top of his head and pulling him closer. "I love you." 

  "I love you too." He said at the same time Nie Huaisang reappeared and gagged at them. 

  "And you two are gross." He shook his head, making a disgusted face at them just to jump between them and settle down, showing them the new update on his Weibo page. "Look, my last post already has three hundred likes!" 

  "The one with the birdhouse?" Jiang Cheng said, moving his head closer to see the screen. 

  "Yes!" He was smiling big now as he and Mingjue rolled his eyes. 

  As the weekend passed, Jiang Cheng didn't take off his new nails though he knew how to do so from all the times he helped Nie Huaisang do so and if Nie Mingjue waa crazy enough - And he was - he would even dare to say that he enjoyed them. Every time someone made a bad comment about them, he gave them a sharp look and asked if they didn't had anything better to do than look at other people's lives and, when they were good, he would smile and say who had done them, showing them to the little kids who always seemed mesmerised by it. That was the reason that he thought that his husband had forgotten about the payback. 

  But, oh, how wrong he had been, how wrong. It was late Sunday and Nie Mingjue was taking a nap at his bed after a whole day of cleaning the house when he felt something passing over his lips and heard giggles coming from above him. Slowly, he opened his eyes to look up at whoever it was and saw as the person's eyes widened and they rolled away, getting out of the bed and scooting away from them. 

  "Oh my god. You are awake." Jiang Cheng giggled, putting a hand over his mouth and Nie Mingjue found himself not caring at all to whatever it was that he had just done to him just because of the mirth on his eyes. "You are lovely, my soul." 

  "What did you do?" He narrowed his eyes at him, trying to not let his smile out. 

  "Here, look." He gave him a small mirror and smirked. Then, as he looked at his reflection, he understood why he was laughing so hard. Jiang Cheng had shaved half of his moustache and was going to the second half when he woke up.

  "Fucking shit. You won." He whispered, moving his face up, down and to the sides to look at it properly. "Well, I think that you need to finish what you started, my love." 

  "Oh, do I?" His hands went down as he stepped further, climbing on the bed and straddling his hips. "Do you want me to shave everything?" 

  "Just not my eyebrows." He smiled, kissing his chin and putting his hands on his hips. 

  "I will try to not go that high." With that he started to shave the rest of his moustache and the beard that was growing up. Nie Mingjue let his face be manoeuvred around as his husband shaved him as he did many times in the past when he was too sleepy to do it himself. "There, all done." He smiled, kissing both his cheeks and the tip of his nose. "So, no more pranks?" 

  "Thank god, no. No more pranks." Nie Mingjue laughed, hugging his waist before looking at his reflection on the mirror and smiling. "I liked it. It has been a long time since I have seen myself without it." 

  "I know." And as an afterthought he added. "I like it too. It makes you look younger." He sat down at his ankles, analysing his new look. "Can I say something?" 

  "Of course, my heart." 

  "I loved the acrylic nails." He burst out in laughter, throwing his head back as his arms surrounded his neck. They laughed for a good while and all Nie Mingjue could think was that he wouldn't treat that over anything in the whole world. All because of those damned pranks they pulled on each other.