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rongzhi · 8 months

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hey (culture ask incoming) im wondering about weddings in china and whether people generally wear more western style wedding clothes or traditional chinese style?

(Long-winded answer incoming)

Depends.

I would say Chinese/hanfu style wedding attire has been making a big comeback (so to speak) in recent years as a side effect of the hanfu revival movement, but there is also Chinese wedding attire that is distinctly it's own genre of clothing, i.e, bridal/groom wear. When you look at it, you know (if you know) that it's wedding attire. More on this in a second.

Still, for those who can afford it, it is popular these days to wear both western style wedding attire and Chinese wedding attire. Most people who I've seen wear both change into the Chinese attire for the wedding banquet. If they wear a western wedding dress, it will be at the ceremony/walking down the aisle. Likewise, if they wear both hanfu and Chinese wedding attire, they will wear the hanfu for the ceremony. Another thing to keep in mind is that in China, it is quite popular to take wedding photos in a myriad of outfits, not just the one you will be wearing on the occasion. So people nowadays may take photos in all the different kinds of wedding attire (via clothing rentals), whether they are going to wear it at their wedding or not. In that spirit, they still technically wear both western and Chinese style wedding clothes.

Hopefully that answers your question there. I have a #chinese wedding that covers a lot of videos but in which you can see the types of gowns and all that which I will briefly go into below.

So: when it comes to "traditional Chinese style" wedding attire, what does that really mean?

To me, three main types of clothing come to mind: 1) Chinese Wedding Attire™ , 2) Chinese style wedding attire, 3) Wedding hanfu

1) Chinese Wedding Attire™, AKA 秀禾服 Xiùhé

Visually distinct, it is not really hanfu nor qizhuang but a secret third thing.... In this case, it is a blend of Qing dynasty and Republican era styles dubbed "xiuhe". As bridal wear specifically, it is actually a rather recent trend (21st century), but it's become a fixture in Chinese wedding wear. While the colors can vary wildly and magnificently, the classic colors here are gold and red.

The style that exists today shows Qing dynasty influence in its construction and at its core consists of both bride and groom wearing embroidered tang suit tops and a matching silk skirt. The bride usually wears hair ornaments/pins in place of a veil. Since there are pins in the hair, brides may wear a xiapei/cape with a long train instead.

A few bridal styles (keep in mind that these are just the classic cuts and colors—there are other styles/colors that contain recognisable elements of bridal wear but are made of different fabrics, have different draping, have more tassels, have a softer look, etc):

2) Chinese style wedding attire

This is admittedly somewhat of the same thing as Wedding Attire™, just toned down as it was more popular/commonplace in the last century, when it was what was most affordable for most, but it's a style that nonetheless comes to mind. With this, the key is simply that the bride wears a mostly all red dress/top+skirt and the groom wears a suit. Bride and groom will also often wear a red flower/ribbon pinned to their top or worn around them gift-wrapped style, haha. My mom just wore a red top and bottom to her wedding dinner (that's as much detail as I've ever gotten out of her lol) when she got married in the early 80s. Another thing is, since white is a funerary color/color of death in Asian cultures, some people also just wear Western style wedding dresses that are red.

3) Wedding hanfu

As you can imagine, this is ornate hanfu that is worn for weddings. Song/Ming style hanfu is particularly popular here.This clothing is traditional in the sense that it has historical basis and is what those who could afford to word for weddings historically. Historical wedding colors varied but color pairings like red & blue and red & green are traditional (man wears red, woman wears blue/green; 红男绿女). Wearing hanfu for weddings is a trend that has become popular with the hanfu revival movement and is, as you might guess, a trend for Han Chinese people

Chinese ethnic minorities have their own wedding attire that they may choose to wear/wear as well (if they do a banquet, etc). Or they might just wear red/xiuhe/western style dresses, too—this is another area where wedding photos let you basically wear everything.

(just a few examples:)

#text #answered ask #chinese wedding #hanfu #long post #少数民族 #LMAO I just noticed I accidentally included the same couple twice in the hanfu section 💀#…it’s ok her makeup and hairpiece is slightly different

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twinklecupcake · 10 months

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Begging people to not mix up Japanese and Chinese wedding traditions/clothing. I just saw an LMK fic mention a character wearing “a traditional wedding dress, a red shiromuku.”

Which first of all isn’t even red, it’s white, it’s right there in the name, and second of all holy hell no, that’s Japanese.

Not to mention the actual wedding was a Western Christian one.

#....so I woke up to a message that the plagiarist author was still on wattpad and had added a note playing the victim #took a look. Sighed because. They are.#But holy hell THIS was the part that jumped out tbh #nobody expects you to write an entire wedding from start to finish of course #but PLLEEEEAAAASE don't just. Slap other colors or an Asian term onto it and call it good #jfc #especially not taking a Japanese thing and saying 'oh yeah the Chinese cast are doing this' because WOW

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ziseviolet · 1 year

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Please can you explain the difference of meaning between hanfu and huafu ? Sorry if you already got the question

Hi, thanks for the question, and sorry for taking ages to reply! (hanfu photo via)

The term “hanfu” (traditional Chinese: 漢服, simplified Chinese: 汉服) literally means “Han clothing”, and refers to the traditional clothing of the Han Chinese people. “Han” (漢/汉) here refers to the Han Chinese ethnic group (not the Han dynasty), and “fu” (服) means “clothing”. As I explained in this post, the modern meaning of “hanfu” is defined by the hanfu revival movement and community. As such, there is a lot of gatekeeping by the community around what is or isn’t hanfu (based on historical circumstances, cultural influences, tailoring & construction, etc). This isn’t a bad thing - in fact, I think gatekeeping to a certain extent is helpful and necessary when it comes to reviving and defining historical/traditional clothing. However, this also led to the need for a similarly short, catchy term that would include all Chinese clothing that didn’t fit the modern definition of hanfu -- enter huafu.

The term “huafu” (traditional Chinese: 華服, simplified Chinese: 华服) as it is used today has a broader definition than hanfu. “Hua” (華/华) refers to the Chinese people (中华民族/zhonghua minzu), and again “fu” (服) means “clothing”. It is an umbrella term for all clothing that is related to Chinese history and/or culture. Thus all hanfu is huafu, but not all huafu is hanfu. Below are examples of Chinese clothing that are generally not considered hanfu by the hanfu community for various reasons, but are considered huafu:

1. Most fashions that originated during the Qing dynasty (1644–1911), especially late Qing, including the Qing aoqun & aoku for women, and the Qing changshan and magua for men. I wrote about whether Qing dynasty clothing can be considered hanfu here. Tangzhuang, which is an updated form of the Qing magua popularized in 2001, can also fit into this category. Below - garments in the style of Han women’s clothing during the Qing dynasty (清汉女装) from 秦綿衣莊 (1, 2).

2. Fashions that originated during the Republican era/minguo (1912-1949), including the minguo aoqun & aoku and qipao/cheongsam for women, and the minguo changshan for men (the male equivalent of the women’s qipao). I wrote about why qipao isn’t considered hanfu here. Below - minguo aoqun (left) & qipao (right) from 嬉姷.

Below - Xiangsheng (crosstalk) performers Zhang Yunlei (left) & Guo Qilin (right) in minguo-style men’s changshan (x). Changshan is also known as changpao and dagua.

3. Qungua/裙褂 and xiuhefu/秀禾服, two types of Chinese wedding garments for brides that are commonly worn today. Qungua originated in the 18th century during the Qing dynasty, and xiuhefu is a modern recreation of Qing wedding dress popularized in 2001 (x). Below - left: qungua (x), right: xiuhefu (x).

4. Modified hanfu (改良汉服/gailiang hanfu) and hanyuansu/汉元素 (hanfu-inspired fashion), which do not fit in the orthodox view of hanfu. Hanfu mixed with sartorial elements of other cultures also fit into this category (e.g. hanfu lolita). From the very start of the hanfu movement, there’s been debate between hanfu “traditionalists” and “reformists”, with most members being somewhere in the middle, and this discussion continues today. Below - hanyuansu outfits from 川黛 (left) and 远山乔 (right).

5. Performance costumes, such as Chinese opera costumes (戏服/xifu) and Chinese dance costumes. These costumes may or may not be considered hanfu depending on the specific style. Dance costumes, in particular, may have non-traditional alterations to make the garment easier to dance in. Dunhuang-style feitian (apsara) costumes, which I wrote about here, can also fit into this category. Below - left: Chinese opera costume (x), right: Chinese dance costume (x).

6. Period drama costumes and fantasy costumes in popular media (live-action & animation, games, etc.), commonly referred to as guzhuang/古装 (lit. “ancient costumes”). Chinese period drama costumes are of course based on hanfu, and may be considered hanfu if they are historically accurate enough. However, as I wrote about here, a lot of the time there are stylistic inaccuracies (some accidental, some intentional) that have become popularized and standardized over time (though this does seem to be improving in recent years). This is especially prevalent in the wuxia and xianxia genres. Similarly, animated shows & games often have characters dressed in “fantasy hanfu” that are essentially hanfu with stylistic modifications. Below - left: Princess Taiping in historical cdrama 大明宫词/Palace of Desire (x), right: Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji in wuxia/xianxia cdrama 陈情令/The Untamed (x).

7. Any clothing in general that purposefully utilizes Chinese style elements (embroidery, fabrics, patterns, motifs, etc). Chinese fashion brand Heaven Gaia is a well-known example of this. Below - Chinese-inspired designs by Heaven Gaia (x).

8. Technically, the clothing of China’s ethnic minorities also fit under the broad definition of huafu, but it’s rarely ever used in this way.

From personal observation, the term “huafu” is mainly used in the following situations:

1. Some large-scale events to promote Chinese clothing, such as the annual “华服日/Huafu Day”, will use “huafu” in their name for inclusivity.

2. For the same reason as above, Chinese clothing including hanfu will often be referred to as “huafu” on network television programs (ex: variety shows).

3. A few Chinese clothing shops on Taobao use “huafu” in their shop name. Two examples:

明镜华服/Mingjing Huafu - sells hanfu & hanyuansu.

花神妙华服/Huashenmiao Huafu - sells Qing dynasty-style clothing.

With the exception of the above, “huafu” is still very rarely used, especially compared to “hanfu”. It has such a broad definition that it’s just not needed in situations for which a more precise term already exists. However, I do think it’s useful as a short catch-all term for Chinese clothing that isn’t limited to the currently accepted definition of hanfu.

If anyone wants to add on or correct something, please feel free to do so! ^^

Hope this helps!

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bluespiritshonour · 3 months

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First of all I’m such a big fan of your art and writing. If you would be down (and I know your super busy xD) I’d love to see your take on Maiko wedding art (pic for reference)!

Thank you so much😊

Hi! I saw your ask and my brain went BRRRRRRR!

Because, well, FASHION!!! So, before we get to the real deal—I just fucked around and here's some self-indulgent Mai sketches! Hehe.

She looks more like canon Mai without the makeup. (I coloured her eyes in the same layer, please ignore ⊙⁠﹏⁠⊙)

So, Fire Nation wedding dresses are white. What Ta Min is wearing here and what Ursa wore in the comics. I imagine Mai would sooner slit her throat with her own dagger. LOL. So, red it was. FN has heavy emphasis on the colour red. It's considered an auspicious colour in Chinese culture and I've seen traditional Chinese wedding dresses are predominantly red. (Please free to correct me if I'm wrong!)

Also, Mai has worn red without any hesitation in canon.

Sorry, I didn't do the Roku/Ta Min one that you asked for—for some reason I couldn't.

Pose inspiration for this one are Gomez and Morticia. I know Maiko is like the Addamses only aesthetically—but they were both traumatised kids; I don't see why they can't be like the Addamses when they're both grown up and adults and healed somewhat.

Plus, all that PDA? Definitely Addams family vibes.

And oh! I drew such glorious eyebrows for Mai but alas, her bangs came in the way 🥹

But I absolutely have to share it!

Aren't those eyebrows glorious? [sigh]

Anyways! Thanks for enabling me.

P.S: my full-updo Zuko propaganda is raging full force. That man has to have long hair and he has to put it all up!!!!

#askbox #maiko atla #mai #zuko #avatar the last airbender #ink blot #artists on tumblr #as for the black background that's my personal preferrence #there's a reason why i love mai so much lmao #i can't with warm colours!#full updo zuko propaganda #maiko wedding portrait

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jttw-monkeybusiness · 9 months

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for wukong and sophie’s wedding, was it a mix of traditions from both parties or very traditional?

Mostly it was Chinese traditional but it has some elements of Western vibes. Sophie wore a turquoise gown as a wedding dress because, in the Tang dynasty, women used that color on their wedding day. Wukong wore a crimson robe.

Sophie at least wanted to have a bouquet to hold for the ceremony but otherwise, she was very open to having her wedding in a unique way compared to the Western and modern way that she is used to. She also gave Wukong a personalized belt knife as her wedding gift. It is considered an honor to get a knife as a gift in the North. After all, you want to give a good first impression to every guest at your wedding. Especially if you become a queen and your husband is a Monkey King. JTTW timeline goes to the Tang Dynasty and I like to take inspiration on that in my AU as best way as I can.

#sophie #jttw sun wukong #sun wukong x reader #sun wukong #personal questions #journey to the west au

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mydisenchantedeulogy · 5 months

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Dying Light [Chapter Three] Red Line [Bi-Han/Sub-Zero]

A/n: I didn't go too into detail with the wedding ceremony here, but it is based on a Han Chinese Wedding Ceremony. Please enjoy.

Tag list: @genesiswrld, @cherryblossomly, @dilf-destroyer-04, @louis2gobrrn, @umbransister

Warning(s): Family drama, uneasiness, female reader, wedding ceremony, arranged marriage au, Bi-Han being a tease (if you look closely 😋), bed-sharing, awkward moments.

No Minor's Allowed!!

The next morning is hectic.

You are awoken by servants, rushing you from your bed and into the bath. Their hands are like restraints, holding you down in the warm water as they wash you in soaps and scented oils.

Then when you are done - skin rubbed raw and fingers wrinkled - your mother takes over.

She guides you to her room and urges you to sit down at her vanity so that she can doll you up. Her enthusiastic yacking, as she brushes the knots from your hair sounds like a foreign language in your ears, but you are forced to endure it. You stare in a daze at your reflection in the mirror, focused on what is to come next.

It is a bit too much to take in so early in the morning. But when it does hit, the sad reality of the situation, you are horrified.

“What is that look for?” Your mother asks. She stares at you in the mirror and sighs. “You had best get used to this. Men are fickle. A beautiful woman will keep their interest. You do not want your soon-to-be husband to drag in strays, do you?”

You do not even know what to say to this. Does it matter? You are not in this for love. Tightening your jaw, you avert your eyes from the mirror.

“Is this not sudden to father?”

“It is not sudden enough,” your mother counters in annoyance. “The former Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei wanted his eldest son to lead before he was meant to take a bride. You should have already been wed.”

At least you are now aware of why this union took so long. But this is not what you meant by sudden.

I barely know him for a day and already I am meant to become his wife.

You opt not to mention this to your mother. She would point out that sometimes arranged marriages work this way, that at least you had met him before standing as husband and wife.

“Could it not be moved to a later date?” You ask, choosing your words wisely.

Your mother scoffs.

“It is far too late for that. Today is regarded as lucky. We would have to put the wedding off for another week and your father would not accept that.”

Of course. He might lose his chance to gain riches from this.

“I'm sure Bi-Han will bring lots of gifts for him.”

Your mother gives you a heated look and then returns to the task at hand. You groan as her brush strokes become a bit harsh.

“With that attitude, this marriage is doomed to fail.”

You almost turn up your eyes. It is not like you want this. The only reason you are going through with it is because all your life the importance of the clan has been forced into your head. It is as though your parents wished to brainwash you. The fear of failure that paralyzed you as a youth crept up your spine even now like a monster bound in shadows.

Taking a deep breath, you ignore the dread in your stomach.

For the next two hours, you sit in awkward silence as your mother does your makeup and styles your hair. Both are relatively simple in technique, yet the time she takes to perfect them is time-consuming.

When both are nearly done, she saunters over to her closet and removes a garment bag from within.

“Get dressed.”

You sigh. Standing, you take a moment to stretch your sore back, and then you retrieve the garment bag from her. Inside is a red dress with fine stitching, decorated with golden phoenixes. It looks familiar.

“Was this yours?”

Your mother nods.

“I wore it on my wedding day to your father…and today, you will wear it.”

“I– thank you.”

You honestly did not know what to say. Quietly, you redress. The material is soft and surprisingly breathable. It fits you well; she must have made the adjustments during the night.

“We are nearly done,” your mother states.

She returns to the vanity and retrieves two items from a wooden box. One is a golden comb ornament and the other is a red line. Both she places in your hair.

“During the ceremony, the groom will untie the red line, which means that he will take you over from your father and me. And then by tradition, a lock of hair from each of you will be severed and tied together using this line. That represents that your body and heart will stick to each other,” she explains.

It sounds romantic. If only this marriage were built on that.

Your mother stands in front of you and looks you over. She then smiles.

“You are ready.”

Turning your eyes to the mirror, you do not recognize the person staring back at you. She is elegant while you are not.

Is this the person you are destined to be? You are not sure you like her.

A knock on the door averts your attention. A servant quickly comes in and bows then addresses your mother.

“The groom is here, madam.”

“Right on time,” she utters.

Resting a hand on your back, she urges you to press on. Though you are hesitant, you take an uneasy breath and walk towards the door. In the foyer, you see Bi-Han for the first time since yesterday. He appears almost as out of place as you feel, wearing a red robe adorned with gold dragons. His hair is half up, cascading down his broad shoulders in dark locks; it suits him.

As you draw near, his keen eyes turn to you, taking in your appearance; his expression softens. You are not sure how to feel about this. Standing beside him, you awkwardly wait for the main doors to open. A red mat awaits.

Bi-Han offers his arm, whether out of courtesy or because it is expected of him. Nevertheless, you take it and walk with him outside, following the mat from the main house to the shrine in the Western wing. Had it been exactly traditional like your mother had wanted, an ornate bridal chair carried by porters would have escorted you.

It did not matter in the end. The results would not change.

Continuing through the wing, servants open the doors to the shrine, and upon seeing the altar and your fellow clansmen, you tense up, hesitating a moment. It feels as if by some cruel twist of fate you are about to be sacrificed.

Feeling the muscles beneath your hand tighten, you turn your eyes, meeting Bi-Han’s curious stare.

“Steel yourself,” he orders.

You take an uneasy breath. He is right, you must find your courage. Continuing to the altar, you kneel with Bi-Han to pay homage, and then you face him, as a low table is seated between you.

It is time.

The rest of the ceremony feels like a blur. After completing the food and wine portion, symbolizing unspoken vows, Bi-Han removes the red line in your hair and as explained by your mother, a lock is severed to be combined with his.

It is not until you are prompted to stand and join hands with him, do you become fully alert. His skin feels cold like ice and his expression shows no emotion. It seems he had taken his advice. Your face heats up as you stare into his eyes.

The room is eerily silent as you make your pledge.

“No matter death or life, (we are) near or far, we pledge our word–”

“Hold your hand and grow old with you together,” Bi-Han wraps up.

Releasing his hands, the two of you face the clan and bow; the ceremony then comes to an end. You are now wed. It feels bittersweet, like a dream you can not wake from. You almost can't believe it.

In front of you, your parents seem satisfied. It is a shame that you do not share their sentiments.

–

As the afternoon progresses, your parents move the merged clans to the dining room where a lavish eight-course affair is waiting. Each dish is symbolic, but it is not until you are served sweet lotus seeds for dessert, do you feel a bit uneasy. Perhaps it is simply a tradition, but this dish is meant to represent fertility. The idea of an heir or an heiress never even crossed your mind before.

You ignore it for now and stomach the rest of your food.

For the next few hours, you are forced to listen to your mother chatter to Bi-Han about you. The man listens but he does not comment. You honestly wish that you could have brought your amulet along with you. The thought of her dropping into a portal mid-sentence makes you snort.

“Is there something on your mind, daughter?” Your father suddenly asks over her.

You are caught off guard by his question. To your annoyance, your mother pauses a moment to look at you, raising a brow in curiosity. Even Bi-Han spares you a look.

“It is nothing,” you utter.

Your mother tightens her mouth into a thin line, then continues where she left off. You on the other hand give Bi-Han a look of sympathy, returning to your food.

The banquet concludes shortly after and you opt to escape the fiasco by retiring for the night. In exhaustion, you excuse yourself, but when you enter your room, the state of it takes you back a moment.

Your sheets and pillowcases are red, and resting on top of them is a mix of dry fruit and nuts. The sweet scent of persimmons and red dates permeates the air as you walk over to your closet to find something to dress into. Once the bridal dress is put away and you are in your nightwear, you saunter over to your vanity.

Pulling the comb from your hair, you pause as the sound of your door opens. A servant walks in and behind them, much to your dismay, is your husband. Your eyes widen.

“Allow me to retrieve your belongings, sir,” the servant offers.

Bi-Han dismisses them with a gesture.

“A night robe will be enough.”

They leave the room, shutting the door behind them. In the meantime, all you can do is stare in shock as Bi-Han gauges the room; your room.

“Why are you here?”

“You are my wife,” he simply states.

You frown. Of course. You feel ignorant for asking. Even so, you did not expect to share a bed with him so soon, or at all.

Ignoring him for a moment, you continue with the task at hand. Using a cleansing towelette, you remove your makeup, peeking at him from your mirror.

“Should I call for an extra set of sheets for you?”

Bi-Han hums.

“There is no need.”

He struts over to the bed and begins to remove the dried fruit and nuts from the sheets.

I suppose he means to share.

You are not sure what to feel about this. Brushing the tangles from your hair, you stand and face him. For an awkward moment, you stare as Bi-Han clears the bed, not sure what to say. Thankfully, the servant returns with his night robe. You retrieve it, sauntering over to the bed to hand it to him.

“I will finish. There is a divider in which you can change behind across the room.”

Bi-Han grabs the robe from you and takes your suggestion. In the meantime, you clear the bed, taking the mess over to your vanity.

“If it were not for tomorrow, I would resume our conversation from yesterday,” you hear Bi-Han state.

You turn to face him.

“What happens–” The sight of his bare muscular chest makes you pause. Gods, he is gorgeous.

Bi-Han ties his robes closed and then raises a curious brow. You turn away from him, ignoring the heat in your face.

“What happens tomorrow?”

“We leave for Arctika. My brothers will arrive with the bridal gifts early,” Bi-Han answers.

You frown. Everything is happening so fast.

“I should rest then.”

“Unless you desire to consummate our marriage, then that is best,” Bi-Han retorts.

Your face heats up. What are you meant to say to that? He does not look like a man to tease, but perhaps he is trying to get a rise out of you. Opting not to comment, you prepare your side of the bed.

Bi-Han situates himself beneath the sheets, so you turn out the lights and hesitantly join him. Turning your back to him, you listen to the silence, feeling uncomfortable.

“Sleep well,” you utter.

For a moment, you assume that Bi-Han is already asleep, but then he shifts.

“You were humored by something at the banquet. What by?”

You grin.

“I thought about dropping my mother into a portal. Her enthusiastic yacking is irritating.”

“I share your sentiments,” Bi-Han admits.

For the first time, you agree with him entirely.

#mortal kombat fandom #bi han x reader #female reader insert #arranged marriage au #mortal kombat fanfiction #bi han mk1 #mortal kombat 1 fanfiction #Spotify

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asherbakugou · 24 days

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Ninjago Boyfriend Scenarios

Jiang Kai | Kai Kalama

Kai is Chinese, through his mother, and Hawaiian, through his father, with a little Persian from an unknown ancestor. He is hotheaded, confident, impulsive, determined, brave, loyal, passionate, and caring.

Reader (She/They)

Reader is a fashion designer and frequent protestor for many different things. They are passionate, driven, altruistic, perfectionist, honest, quiet, and reserved towards strangers.

Zane Julien

Zane was built to look incredibly human so he looks African, like his father, with short white dreads. He is strategic, curious, logical, reserved, loyal, and calculating.

Reader (She/her)

Reader is a self-made artist who makes artwork of non-traditional things, to show off how people do not need to be traditional. Also croches and makes little animal plushes for clients. She is very charismatic, smart, curious, passionate, and finds it difficult to focus.

Cole Brookstone

Cole is Italian through both of his parents, and speaks the language fluently though he rarely uses it. He can be competitive, focused, loyal, kind, sensitive, easily annoyed but slow to anger.

Reader (They/Them)

Reader is the owner of Fairy Tale's Cakes and Stories, a café and bookstore passed down to them from their grandparents. Very decisive, organized, practical, loyal, direct, honest, and patient.

Jay Walker

Jay is Scottish Gaelic from his unknown parents. He is curious, energetic, enthusiastic, perceptive, good-natured, and positive.

Reader (She/Her)

Reader is a mechanic for a shop in Ninjago, and close friends with Nya. She is rational, curious, good-natured, energetic, and determined.

Lloyd Garmadon (INFP)

Lloyd is Norwegion with more from his Grandfather, but he does not know. He is loyal, empathetic, gernerous, energetic, adaptable, and passionate.

Reader (She/They)

Reader is an assistant at Doomsday Comix, a place that Lloyd frequents. They are reliable, passionate, altruistic, charismatic, idealistic, and curious.

Morro (ISFP)

Morro has an unknown heritage as he was an abandoned orphan living on the streets. He is unpredictable, passionate, free-spirited, hotheaded, perfectionist, and hard-working.

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Chapters

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agvarina · 1 month

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Give us a the design of Kung Lao wedding dress

Its not actually a wedding dress

Its a Qipao, something much More traditional for Chinese wedding.

#mortal kombat #kung lao #liulao

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yandere-writer-momo · 1 year

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What are the yanderes ideal wedding plans?...if any 💀

Yandere Baki Head Canons

Wedding planning. From most to least into actually marrying you

AFAB reader

Minors DNI

Orochi Katsumi

Total groomzilla. The wedding ceremony and reception have to be perfect. And your crazy future in laws are helping him

A small venue of only your closest friends and family. Mostly his karate friends and his family though

He makes sure everything is perfect for his future spouse. There won’t be a hair out of place on either of you. And he actually would love it if you teared up during your vows. Katsumi loves you a lot

He also planned a private honeymoon for you to your dream destination

Biscuit Oliva

Him and Katsumi are tied for being giant groomzillas. Oliva goes way over the top

The biggest venue ever and your wedding dress is one of the most expensive ones he could find (that you loved of course)

Hires the best caters, hair dressers, makeup artists, and photographers around so it’s all perfect

He probably wrote your vows for you

He’s most excited about your first night together because he picked out your honeymoon on a tropical island and he makes sure you two have an amazing and relaxing time

Hanayama Kaoru

Big , grand, and heavily guarded

This man is the #1 sugar daddy. He’s going big instead of home. He has everything picked out, even your dress (he knows your size and you’d tastes)

Hanayama picks our everything. He’s always in control inside and outside of the bedroom. He loves dressing you up and taking you out about with him

He makes sure there’s pictures of your wedding every where in Japan so everyone knows that you are his wife

His henchmen maid refer to you as boss’s wife or Mrs Hanayama. And they are not allowed to look at you. Ever

Your honeymoon is in France and it’s two weeks long. You’re taken to the most expensive places and eateries and you’re getting fucked senseless every night. Probably on the balcony so everyone can see who makes you scream

Shinogi Kureha

He’s traditional so he would have a wedding. You both look very pretty next to each other

It’s a very simple yet elegant wedding

Kureha has you plan a lot of it because he wants this day to be about you

But Kureha plans the honey moon to be in Okinawa so you two can enjoy the beautiful beaches and go to some onsens to relax. Kureha is all about pleasing you

Kaioh Retsu

Another traditional man but he flies you two out to china to get married. Retsu loves his country

You’re in a traditional Chinese wedding dress and it’s a very traditional Chinese wedding

You’re honey moon is in china too and he also takes you to the temple he used to live at

If you get pregnant, you’re having your baby in China

Baki Hanma

He would plan a wedding if you wanted one. Very simple and cute

He cries like a baby when you walk down the aisle

You guys just travel around Japan for your honeymoon

Jack Hanma

He wants to elope. It’s simple and easy. And he would let you have your parents and friends there as witnesses since he doesn’t really have anybody

He’s all about the honeymoon part. Probably takes you on beautiful scenic trips where there’s no one around so he can fuck you in public. Jack doesn’t care

In a cave behind a waterfall, on a path in the forest, in a flower meadow, in a lake, etc. Jack will get it on with you anywhere and any way

Jun Guevara

Also wants to elope that way he can take you to explore the sea with him as his wife

Definitely having sex in the captain quarters all the time. All the time

Hector Doyle

No. He’s a criminal and he kidnapped you

There’s no wedding planning at all. But at least the sex is great

Gaia & Sikorsky

You’re dating both of them and polygamy isn’t accepted in Japan

But you are very loved

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trickstarbrave · 4 months

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Elf wedding headcanons?

I have a couple for Dunmer/chimer!

>gold wedding masks. These are different than the traditional “death” masks which can be made of gold as those are far more elaborate with off shoots and stuff (like what dagoth ur wears). They tend instead be much more confined to just the face area but will typically have tattoos or scars painted on or carved in, and can also be inlaid with gems. They don’t have to be gold either—some clans probably prefer silver, some even try to show off with ebony, others are copper or bronze! I think the dif metals might mean stuff or show different statuses. But the sculpting of the masks and decorations are usually very time consuming and costly (like say, our modern day wedding dresses)

(Idk the dunmer are just a ppl who love masks. Probably kirkbride’s doing)

>jiao bei jiu!!! A Chinese custom of linking arms and drinking alcohol to signify the two of you are connected (roughly, there is a lot of cultural tradition in it I am probably unable to summarize properly). But it means being united and twining your lives together for the Dunmer in my hc. They probably call it smth else. I might make up a word or phrase in fan dunmeris or smth bc I will probably use it during writing

>the couple can’t take their masks off during the wedding. They have to make sure the first person who seems them once the wedding “starts” and their masks are on is their spouse in their marital chamber. Many couples take the mask off their spouse as smth romantic. Differ houses and clans vary on how strict it is. Some don’t mind if you pull it up to drink or sneak a couple kisses in, but during the most formal weddings they don’t move in the slightest. If your mask falls off it’s seen as an omen to either reschedule the wedding or potentially call it off entirely! Usually because the person who dropped the mask is at fault, so lots of ppl don’t want their masks falling off!

>markings are painted on the face before the mask is placed on (mask is the last thing to be put on and with that the wedding is officially “starting”) as well as potentially on other parts of the body, usually by the bride/groom’s respective parents, parental figures, or mentors. It’s an intimate act

>weddings either start at dawn or end at dusk traditionally in Azura’s honor to ask for her favor. During the tribunal’s rule this was kept but most saw it as a superstition during that time. By “starting” at dawn that means prayers and songs start and brides/grooms coming in with masks on, And “ending” is when the couple has finished greeting everyone and retires to their marital chambers to consummate the marriage. Afterwards the couple can stay in bed or come back out to join the party (which typically goes on for several hours more). Drums or bells are played to signify the start or end respectively depending on what was picked :))))

>I do think for nobility they do typically have a witness to make sure it was consummated, at least for big, political marriages. Which is yikes but.

Uhhhh I think that’s most of them. I haven’t finalized what I think attire is sometimes in my head it’s whatever and other times it’s big ceremonial armor and robes. I guess that depends on what kind of wedding and who’s getting married

#headcanons #tes #tesblr #Morrowind #I don’t have any for the other elves yet #sorry : (

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audreydoeskaren · 1 year

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Hello, could you please do a review of Chinese Dress: From the Qing Dynasty to the Present Day by Valery Garett? Or at least give a perusal? It looks really good to a naked eye. There's clothes for different occasions, ethnic groups, and social classes. But it was also written by a white British woman, and from what I can tell her research comes from (stolen) collections in UK museums.

Also, I am confused about a passage on wedding dresses; she says Cantonese peasant women wore dark blue or black cotton for their weddings (pg 172), but I thought Chinese wedding dresses were traditionally red. (I am Chinese; I am an adoptee researching my culture; on a personal note, if it's true then I'm bummed because nobody deserves a boring wedding dress and red is so gorgeous)

Many thanks!

(Here's a pdf of the book for reference)

In my opinion, any book on Qing Dynasty fashion that uses a court dress laid flat as its cover image should be immediately dismissed, and that is exactly what I would say about this book. Unfortunately it's yet another ethnographic account coming from a white anthropological perspective, as you've identified, and is only useful if you want a caricature of your culture. Like most authors on Qing Dynasty fashion, Chinese or not, Garrett takes the 19th century as the starting date of the dynasty and offers absolutely no information on anything prior to that. This is because of both the lack of resources available to her from before western colonialism and the general framing of Qing Dynasty fashion; a common mistake, but not an excusable one. The erasure and misrepresentation of fashion in the PRC is disappointing. The book is from 2007 though, and it reads like other books from the same time, so it's not even bad in a unique way. I cannot stress this enough but please use recent literature wherever possible.

About the wedding dress thing, I wouldn't say there is one single 'traditional' color since formal wedding dresses of the Han upper classes during the Qing had multiple pieces and were not monochromatic. In the first half of the twentieth century, wedding qungua had a black jacket and red skirt, but were also embroidered with gold or silver. Blue and black were common colors for the working class in the 19th century, and it makes sense for peasant women to wear what was economical. Having fancy weddings that were a special occasion was, really, an aristocratic and bourgeois custom, and I assume working people often just couldn't be bothered.

This reminded me, I really should finish that series on Qing Dynasty Han women's fashion. Seeing published white authors be cringe with such audacity kind of motivates me.

#book review #qing dynasty

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bauhinia-sky · 24 days

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Aromanticism in Cantonese

This is a (late) submission to the February 2024 Carnival of Aros on the topic "the meaning of romance across time and space".

Is the English-centric concept of romance and aromanticism useful in Hong Kong Chinese culture? Let's start with weddings.

Weddings

Traditional Chinese weddings emphasize honouring your elders. The couple would kneel and serve tea to their parents and other older relatives. This is in contrast with western weddings, which focus more on the couple. It's common now for people to have both a traditional ceremony and a western one. Chinese wedding dresses, called 裙褂 (kwan4 kwaa2) are usually red and gold, compared to white being the main colour for western wedding dresses.

Rather than a romantic proposal, when a couple wants to get married, the man may ask the woman's parents for their blessing to marry their daughter. This is less common now, though, and much of the younger generation has western-style proposals.

An interesting note on language is that the phrase for "marrying" is different for women and men. There's「結婚」(git3 fan1), which means "get married". In addition, for women, they 嫁畀 (gaa3 bei2) a man.「畀」means "give". Men 娶 (ceoi2) women;「取」means "take" and「女」means "female". So women "give themselves" to men, whereas men "take" women.

Growing up with both Chinese and western culture, I saw marriage not (only) as an expression of (romantic) love, but in some ways an obligation. I used to feel that getting married was something I had to do. With the changing times, there's less pressure from parents to get married, and I'm grateful for that.

Aromanticism

Aromantic is translated as either「無浪漫傾向」or「無戀愛傾向」.「無」(mou4) means "no", and「浪漫」(long4 maan4) is a transcription of English "romance".「傾向」(king1 hoeng3) comes from「性傾向」, a translation of the English term sexual orientation, literally meaning "sexual tendency".

「戀愛」(lyun2 oi3) roughly translates to romantic love, usually used in the Mandarin phrase「談戀愛」, meaning "dating/in a romantic relationship". The Cantonese phrase would be「拍拖」(paak3 to1).

I prefer the second term,「無戀愛傾向」, for aromantic; at least it's likely to be understood as "not dating". The first one,「無浪漫傾向」, doesn't quite make sense unless you know the English "aromantic".

However, if I were to translate "romantic love" into Cantonese, I'd simply say「愛情」(oi3 cing4). This would be translated back into English as "love", but it's used exclusively to refer to romantic love.「愛」isn't a word that's used often. Maybe the younger generation would say "I love you" in English more, but it's still used less frequently than in English.

For this reason, I don't find "loveless" to be a concept that's useful in my culture. "But you still love your friends" isn't something that would be said in response to someone coming out as aro because you don't "love" your friends. For familial relationships, you'd probably say that you "care about"—「關心」(gwaan1 sam1)—them. You can't "love" your hobbies or a TV show; that would come across as quite an odd sentence.

Attraction

"Sexual attraction" has been translated from English as「性吸引」(sing3 kap1 jan5), with「性」meaning "sex(ual)" and「吸引」meaning "attract". However, this is not a term used in everyday conversation. If I wanted to describe someone as attractive, I would use "charm". Yes, in English, because there are many English loanwords in Hong Kong Cantonese. "Charm" (from English "charming") is used to mean "attractive" more generally. If it was specifically sexually attractive, "sexy", either in English or「性感」(sing3 gam2), would be used.

There isn't really a term for "romantic attraction". If I wanted to express "I've never experienced romantic attraction", I'd probably say "I've never liked anyone". Trying to directly translate "romantic attraction" doesn't work too well. I've seen「戀愛吸引」used, which is, once again, not understandable unless you already know the English.

The term for gay (or rather homosexual; they're the same) is「同性戀」(tung4 sing3 lyun2).「同」indicates "same",「性」is "sex(ual)", and「戀」usually refers to romance as mentioned above. In this way, the word for homosexual, which in English is considered to be a sexual orientation, is usually understood to mean romantic and sexual orientation as a unit.

A tangent on Japanese

This is similar to Japanese, which has「アセクシャル」(asekusharu; a phonetic transcription of English "asexual"), but it doesn't mean only asexual, it means both ace and aro.「ノンセクシャル」(nonsekusharu) means "asexual", and its English translation would be "nonsexual".

It may be easier to visualize this using kanji, which are similar to Chinese characters. Japanese「アセクシャル」(asekusharu) is 「無性愛」(museiai), which is similar to the Cantonese 「無性戀」(mou4 sing3 lyun2). As「愛」(Japanese: ai, Cantonese: oi3) and「戀」(lyun2) both refer to romantic love, it makes sense that these terms tend to evoke the interpretation of romantic orientation, in contrast to the English "[blank]sexual" format. I don't have any issues saying I'm 無性戀 (correlates to English "asexual"), whereas I wouldn't say I'm asexual because of the English term's emphasis on sexuality.

Conclusion

I'm not sure how I feel about most aro (and queer) terms being translations of the English. There are ways to name a concept that's more intuitively understandable for native speakers. One of the translations for aromantic is somewhat understandable; I have many issues with non-binary, but that's a topic for another day.

#aromantic #aro #arospec #carnival of aros #my posts

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mi-rae07 · 5 months

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Song Mingi : Burning Desire (Part 2/5)

Pairing : Song Mingi (Ateez) and named character (Moon Aeri)

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Song recc : Love And War by Fleurie

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Aeri let out a breath as one of her ladies put another black pearl pin into her hair, decorating the high bun they had created earlier for her wedding.

Aeri : I told you not to put too much work into this, mina.

Mina : it is your wedding, your majesty. How can we not?

Aeri : because I have been wedded once, to a man I did not love. And now I am getting married again, to another man I do not love. This isn't supposed to be a happy moment of my life, mina.

Mina looked at the long black gown aeri was wearing, one that went against every single tradition of weddings that had existed. She could only imagine what her new emperor would feel, seeing aeri look as if she were attending a funeral and not her own wedding.

Mina : I can see that, my lady. But even so, you are an empress, you must keep your image as it is.

Aeri sighed, looking back at the mirror as a bunch of other maids fussed over different parts of her. One on the dress, another on the veil, another on her make up and others for her dress and shoes. Everything needed to be perfect, except aeri could care less.

She brought her finger forward as she looked at her old wedding ring, taking it off as she stared at the ruby ring for a while. It was customary for the wedding ring to be made of diamond, but her previous husband had found her undeserving of a diamond and had done it with ruby instead. She had waited every second of her life to crush this ruby into pieces.

And so aeri brought it towards her face, pressing hard onto it as the jewel cracked into pieces. And even then she did not stop, she pressed even harder onto it as the wedding ring broke in her hands, small shards of it cutting through her skin. There were already too many cuts on her body, but she could care less.

Mina : it is done, your majesty.

Aeri looked up, the sight of herself in the mirror being almost ironic to her. 7 years ago she had stood in the same place, this time dressed in white with only a band of flowers in her hair. She was awaiting to marry a man she knew nothing of, a man who would make her life hell. She was nervous, she was scared and she was weak.

And now she was standing on the same spot again, wearing a black gown and the empresses' crown on her head. She felt strong, she felt comfortable in her own skin. And the pair of grey eyes that stared back at her through the mirror proved it all.

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??? : and now the bride, Empress Moon Aeri of China.

Mingi looked up as the doors to the altar opened, revealing aeri who was wearing an all black gown, with a black veil, black pearls all over her hair and her crown, the only thing not black about her. The ministers and other people sitting around gasped, some of them muttering things in Chinese that mingi could not understand. But their faces were enough to say it all, aeri had managed to piss mingi off another time.

Mingi stared as aeri walked down the aisle, her shoulders held back and her chin still, as it always is, held high. Her eyes held defiance as it stared at mingi through her veil, defiance and power. And han, who was standing below the altar realized, seeing the effect aeri's presence alone had made in this room filled with 100 or so people, that really only a fool would go against Moon Aeri.

As aeri neared the steps to the altar mingi held his hand out for her to hold, aeri taking it without hesitancy as mingi led her towards where the priest was standing. And then they faced each other, mingi staring right into aeri's eyes as she looked into his. Mingi looked down as he felt something wet on his finger, realizing that it was blood. Blood from aeri's hand from when he had held it earlier. Had someone hurt her?

Priest : we are gathered here, to witness the marriage between emperor Song Mingi and empress Moon Aeri. This is a holy union of two nations, two kinds of people who are now united under a single rule.

Holy union, aeri thought, a union that was formed by death and chaos.

Priest : do you, song mingi, take moon aeri to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until parted by death?

Mingi : I do.

Aeri had heard this too many times to know that they never meant those, it were only mere words to them. And words without value, hold no meanings.

Priest : and do you, moon aeri, take song mingi to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, to love and to cherish until parted by death?

Aeri looked at mingi, hoping he could understand from that alone that she meant nothing of the two words she would utter next

Aeri : I do.

Priest : then you are now pronounced, man and wife. You may kiss the bride now, sire.

Aeri watched as mingi stepped forward, lifting the veil that covered aeri's face before pushing it back. Mingi leaned forward as he whispered

Mingi : your blood, on my hands. Such a way to start our wonderful marriage, wife.

Aeri looked at her hands the same moment mingi kissed her, blocking the view. Aeri closed her eyes as she realized it had been the blood from crushing her wedding ring earlier, that had probably transferred onto mingi's hands when she held it earlier. She hadn't known.

Mingi pulled back, the people below clapping as the priest said

Priest : it is now time to exchange the rings, your majesties.

Mina walked up to the altar as she opened the box for aeri, revealing the platinum ring aeri had selected for mingi a few hours ago. Platinum had been the custom for men, as wedding rings were to be worn at all times and if they were to wear jewels, it could be crushed during battle. And that retained bad luck.

Mingi brought his hand forward as aeri put the platinum ring onto his ring finger, feeling his touch all over her hands. She hated it, but she also loved it.

Han walked up to mingi before handing out the ring to him, aeri holding out her hand next as mingi brought the ring towards her ring finger and put it in. and as aeri stared at it in surprise, she realized. The ring wasn't only made of diamonds, but also a ruby, emerald, sapphire, jade and opal. The gems circled delicately around her finger, the sunlight causing it to glow as bright as the moon.

Aeri looked up at mingi and was about to take her hand away when he held onto it, his other hand going over to his suit as he suddenly tore at it, a piece of the cloth coming into his hand. Mingi brought the cloth to aeri's hand before wrapping the band around it. Aeri realized that that was the hand whose palm had been cut through with the ruby from earlier, the blood staining mingi's white cloth as he tied it tight and then let go of her hand. Aeri let out a breath and turned around, the people below them throwing their white daisies at both mingi and aeri as mingi smiled and leaned towards aeri before whispering

Mingi : smile, darling. You've just married the most powerful man on earth.

Aeri smiled, looking down at her ministers before saying

Aeri : and you the most powerful woman on earth.

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Mingi had another sip of his wine, looking at aeri as she went around the ballroom, talking to ministers and other politicians. Her black gown still flowed behind her, their wedding ring still gleaming against the candle lights. And as mingi watched aeri, her moves graceful yet powerful, he realized how she had become so influential. Manipulation, the way she'd use her femininity to be both strong and weak, her eyes and the way she'd use them, her tone of voice. She was a genius.

Mingi looked up as the band started playing a romantic tune, the couples around the hall coming together as they held hands in order to dance. Mingi looked at aeri as she excused herself from someone, walking up to him while looking around.

Aeri : we must dance.

Mingi raised his eyebrows as he said

Mingi : excuse me?

Aeri : get up, your highness.

Mingi stood up from his chair as aeri held his hand, placing it against her waist before moving around the ballroom in the form of a small dance. Her wounded hand rested on mingi's shoulder as aeri whispered

Aeri : your stunt at the wedding this morning made people think you truly love me, your highness. They think you won this nation for me, to attain me.

Mingi chuckled, looking around as he realized aeri was right. Well then, let him play it well. Mingi pulled at her waist, bringing aeri closer to him as he started leading the waltz before saying

Mingi : so they think I'm a great romantic.

Aeri let out a breath, her hand on mingi's shoulder tightening as he twirled her around him before holding her hand once again.

Mingi : say, empress, what do you think is going to happen if the people got to know the truth? That I killed your husband to attain this kingdom and not you? And that we both wish each other dead?

Aeri looked up at mingi, his gaze tearing through hers as she whispered

Aeri : then I suggest you to do otherwise, your highness. You should probably just let them think that we both love each other.

Mingi : ah, such a weird way of asking me to stay by your side, hmm?

Aeri wanted to roll her eyes, but she kept herself from doing it as she said

Aeri : you are new to this place, I am not. They accept me, they see me as their empress. If you were to pretend to be in love with me and I with you, I'm sure they'd accept you as their ruler much faster.

Aeri let out a small gasp as mingi quickly twirled her around before bringing her ever so close, her chest hitting against his as she said, looking up at mingi as the music slowed down

Aeri : unless, of course, you just choose the other way.

Mingi : and which way is that?

Aeri : the way of beheading them all, of course.

Mingi looked at aeri with amused eyes as she turned around, walking out of the ballroom as the people around bowed at her. Mingi looked around at the way people stared at aeri with respect, realizing that she was right. She did have power and respect here, and being with her would probably increase mingi's.

Well then, mingi had found yet another reason to not kill moon aeri yet.

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Aeri had just finished with her bath when the door to her chambers opened, revealing a very tired looking mingi. If he was so tired, why was he here? Aeri frowned as she kept her towel away before saying

Aeri : your highness?

Mingi closed the door behind him as he walked towards aeri's bed before saying

Mingi : what is it?

Aeri : do you not wish to sleep?

Mingi : I do? That is why I am here.

Aeri : what?

Mingi sighed, falling back against aeri's bed as he said

Mingi : surely, you do realize that if people were to see me sleeping in a different room on our first night together it would mean the opposite to everything they believe in, right?

Aeri let out a breath, having forgotten that part. She pulled her shawl closer to herself before walking towards the sofa as she said

Aeri : then I shall sleep in the sofa.

Mingi looked at aeri as she laid back down on the sofa, closing her eyes. Aeri didn't know if she felt safe enough with mingi sleeping next to her like this, but she supposed she had no choice.

Mingi : are you planning to kill me while in my sleep, empress?

Aeri : I am a noble, your highness. Killing someone in their sleep would only prove my weakness, never my strength. I shall kill you face-to-face, when you least expect it. Not in such an easy way.

Mingi smiled, nodding his head as he laid back against the pillow and closed his eyes before saying

Mingi : very well then, my wife. I hope you sleep well so you can have enough energy to start plotting my death tomorrow.

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Mingi : you want me to do what?

Aeri took another bite of her breakfast before saying

Aeri : fix the village your men ruined days ago, your highness. There are children living there, children with no parents and children with widows. The least we could do for them after destroying their homeland is giving them a house.

Mingi : I thought you said you only cared about kitchen matters, empress?

Aeri : and I thought you told me I should involve myself in political matters as well?

Mingi chuckled, taking a bite of his chicken before saying

Mingi : do it yourself, then.

Aeri : what?

Mingi : I have other matters to take care of today, taking a count of the army, the political boundaries of this kingdom, the palace's safety measures and the like. I do not have time for this village you talk of but since you so seem to have a liking towards it, go to the village and talk to the villagers yourself. Ask them what they require and tell me, I'll take care of the rest.

Aeri had not expected that, for mingi to give her the power of taking care of nation matters on her own as if it were nothing? This was new.

Aeri : if you say so.

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Aeri's previous husband had never allowed her to step out of the palace grounds, but mingi had allowed it as if it were nothing. Aeri had done things for her people without directly talking to them, she had done it through the ministers because of how restricted her life had been up until now. This was a first, and aeri hoped it would go well.

And it did go well, she had managed to talk to the villagers and had decided on things that needed to be done in order to make it all better after the war. Aeri was now walking towards the throne room, wanting to tell mingi about what needed to be done. As aggravating as it was, the final power laid with mingi, and aeri had no choice but to follow it.

But as aeri neared the throne room, she heard screams and shouts come from the inside, causing her to frown as she quickly walked towards the room. The soldiers stepped aside and opened the door for her as aeri walked inside, her eyes immediately falling on a fuming mingi who had his sword pointed at a minister.

Aeri's eyes widened as she quickly rushed towards them, mingi's eyes not leaving the minister's scared face as he brought the sword even closer to the minister's throat. Before he could do anything more aeri pushed the sword away from the minister's throat, causing the sword to fall from mingi's hand as it clattered against the ground.

Mingi : what the hell are you doing here, moon aeri?

Aeri ignored mingi as she held the minister's shoulder before saying to him

Aeri : you may leave us, minister.

Mingi held aeri's arm harshly, pulling her away from the minister as he said

Mingi : he needs to pay for what he's done, you leave instead.

Aeri finally turned to face mingi as she said

Aeri : he is a noble, your highness. You kill him, you enrage half the nation.

Mingi : who are you to teach me politics! You are a woman, you have no right!

Aeri looked back as the minister rushed down the steps, almost running towards the door. Mingi was about to walk towards the minister when aeri held his wrist, pushing him back. Mingi glared at aeri as he said

Mingi : let go of me, empress-

Aeri : I cannot hold you back, your highness, for you are much stronger than I am. What I can do, however, is tell you that killing that minister is a bad idea. They are already hostile towards you, this is only going to-

Aeri cut herself off as mingi pushed her hard against her throne, causing aeri to fall back on it as mingi leaned down and said

Mingi : are you trying to tell me what to do?

Aeri looked up at mingi, not an ounce of fear in her eyes as she said

Aeri : yes, seeing as you don’t know what really to do.

Mingi grunted, bringing his hand to her neck as he said

Mingi : you are so, so, aggravating.

Aeri : then kiss me.

Mingi paused, staring at aeri as she said

Aeri : when you are angry, take it out on me, your highness. Do not take it out on nobles, or soldiers or anyone who could do anything against you. Just-

Mingi cut her off as he kissed her, his lips hard and hungry against aeri's. aeri brought her hand towards mingi's shoulder, holding it as she kissed him back. But mingi held her hand that was on his shoulder, bringing it down as he pushed it hard against the throne

Mingi : do you like doing this to me? Getting me all excited and then cutting it all off?

Aeri gasped as mingi brought his hand towards her inner thighs, sliding his finger along it before saying

Mingi : pretending to be a sweetheart in front of everyone else and then saying things I should kill you for in front of me? Huh, do you like it?

Aeri : yes, yes I like it.

The corner of his lips lifted up into a smirk as mingi whispered against her lips

Mingi : such a brat.

Aeri : then put me in my place, your highness. Do what you do best.

Mingi : that would get you what you wanted, wouldn't it?

Aeri frowned as mingi pulled away, stepping away from where aeri was sitting on her throne as she said breathlessly

Aeri : what-

Aeri cut herself off as mingi bowed, picking up his sword from the ground before sheathing it back.

Mingi : it is time you have a taste of your own medicine, empress. You want me? Then go by me.

Aeri scoffed as mingi turned around, walking out of the throne room as he left her all alone, high and dry. Now he was playing her own game, and aeri wasn't sure she could withhold her barriers any longer.

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