#nie mingjue deserved better

[huntingrays]

if i had a nickel for every time i adored a brother duo that consisted of an older brother with a talent for fighting that practically raised his younger brother and his younger brother who’s sweet but went through a heartbreaking event that changed him before he was ready, i’d have two nickels

#kinnporsche #kinnporche the series #mdzs #the untamed #porsche kittisawasd #porchay kittisawasd #nie mingjue #nie huaisang #nie bros #these brothers supremacy #i… love them #im such a sucker for family dynamics esp brother duos #chay and sang deserved better fr #they’ve been my favorites since the moment they were introduced #put me in the fighting ring with kim and jgy #ill lose but they’ll be impressed by my spirit and utter nerve #imagine if they ever met #yes sang teach chay how to be a girlboss

[esoteric-oracle]

//long rambles ahead!

I think what really lingers with me about MDZS is that it's not a novel with a cathartic ending at all. It's a bittersweet story that leaves you slightly hollow. Yes, it's a beautiful and epic romance. It's a piece of social commentary interwoven with a love story and murder mystery. It's a cautionary tale. But it is also very much a tragedy. It's a story about being too late, second chances, and moving on.

By the time the truth of everything JGY and JGS did comes to light, it's 13 years too late. Everything that mattered has already happened. Jiang Yanli and Jin Zixuan are long dead. Jin Ling is still an orphan. Wen Ning is dead, and sometime in the future, his death will be permanent. Wen Qing was burned to death at the stake for no fault of her own. Nie Mingjue has already spent ten years in a no-doubt agonizing state of un-death, and Lan Xichen will have to bear the guilt of loving both Nie Mingjue and Jin Guangyao, and by doing so, forsaking them both. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng's once-close bond is irrevocably broken, and the woman who sowed the seeds of resentment when they were still children will never face the consequences of her vitriol.

People sometimes say MXTX was too hard on the side characters, and only gave the Wangxian a happy ending, but what stuck with me after finishing the story is how… sad things are. Yes, Wangxian finally get the happy ending they've deserved for nearly 20 years - but at the same time, it's not a happy ending where the people who've wronged them get the consequences they deserve.

Wei Wuxian will spend the rest of his life haunted by guilt and loss, over what happened to Jiang Yanli and Jin Zixuan, over the loss of the Wen remnants. The rest of his years won't even be lived in the body his parents gave him.

Lan Wangji will spend the rest of his years wondering if he'd chosen to stand with Wei Wuxian when it mattered - would his son have had to grow up without his birth family?

Nie Huaisang is left wondering if his brother had been a little less trusting and had never taken Meng Yao in as a Nie deputy, would his brother have died a less wretched death? Would he have been forced to stoop to ruthless machinations and manipulations to seek some semblance of justice?

Wen Ning will have to live with the knowledge that if he'd been a little less kind, if he'd let Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng die that fateful day - his family would still be alive. The Wens would've won the war; Wen Qing might've even succeeded Wen Ruohan.

No one really gets the ending they deserve. MDZS isn't a story where good people get happy endings, and bad people get their dues. Sure, Jin Guangyao's crimes are revealed and he faces the consequences of his actions. But what about the people who stood by and made him into a monster? If anything, the side characters and antagonists who survive get better than they deserve. The real villain of MDZS - society - will never face retribution. Those cultivators who always believed in their own bigotry and righteousness over and over again, will never face justice.

Do you think those cultivators and the public will ever feel any regret for the innocent people they condemned to death in their own prejudice and blind self-righteousness? Do you think the people who gathered at Nightless City to call for Wei Wuxian's death considered for one second that he was the biggest reason they won the war? When the cultivators who sacked the Wen settlement at the Burial Mounds threw the bodies of the Wens into the blood pool, do you think that was a sign of shame?

Do you think Jiang Cheng will ever regret leading a siege on a small settlement of innocent farmers? Do you think he's haunted by condemning to death the same people whom he owes his life to?

Do you think those people like Yao-zongzhu will ever feel an ounce of remorse for so easily believing rumours and hearsay, and spreading speculation and vitriol about innocent people?

Do you think that unnamed cultivator out there will ever lose a single minute of sleep over smashing in Wen Popo's head?

In the years that follow, Wen Ning will have apologized a hundred times for lives he did not take, crimes he did not commit, because of the name he bears. People, both in-universe, and even readers, will condemn him for actions he could not help, for doing the right thing. But did Jiang Cheng ever apologize for killing his family? Did the Jins ever apologize for their horrific treatment of people in the labour camps?

People will continue to demand that Wei Wuxian apologize for causing the deaths of their friends and family. But how is Wei Wuxian meant to do that? No one ever apologized to him for taking his family away. No one ever apologized for condemning the Wen Remnants to death for crimes they took no part in. The Wens were his family too.

There's so much potential for bitterness and corruption in MDZS. Instead of saving everyone, Wei Wuxian could've stood aside and let the people who tried to kill him die. MDZS could've been a story of succumbing to hatred and grief, but it wasn't. MXTX could've gone on and on about how society wronged the protagonist, but she didn't. The narrative is one of forgiveness and moving beyond past grievances. The story chose to close the story on a positive note. I truly love that aspect of MDZS, where MXTX leaves just enough room for hope and love at the end.

A-Yuan will finally get his closure about the family he lost as a toddler. Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian get their happy ending together after being separated by nearly two decades by war, miscommunication, cruelty, and death.

Wei Wuxian will never regret protecting survivors of an attempted genocide, because it was the right thing to do.

And Wen Ning will still stand in the way and take a fatal blow meant for Jin Ling, despite everything the Jins and Jiang Cheng did to the people he loved.

Because they chose love. Characters like Wei Wuxian and Wen Ning and Lan Wangji have the chance to move on and live a happier life because when they could've succumbed to hurt and fury and resentment, they chose to be kind and do the right thing. Wangxian get their happy ending because they learn to recognize the toxicity of the cultivation society's self-cannibalizing prejudice, and chose to pursue righteousness above personal benefit.

MDZS isn't a story about good people getting good things. Just look at what happened to Xiao Xingchen. There's really nothing satisfying or cathartic about everyone's fates at all. There's no promise about society facing the consequences of their mob mentality or Wangxian actually changing the world together. Even in TGCF, for all its makings of a love story, we get the promise of societal change once Jun Wu is deposed.

It has all the makings to be a tragedy or tale of vengeance of epic proportions - but instead, it's a love story. It's a story about making the best of what you've got, and staying true to yourself and your morals, even if that's sometimes a bitter pill to swallow. It's a story where everything that could go wrong went wrong, but the characters still managed to fight their way to a better ending by choosing kindness. At its core, MDZS is a testament to choosing compassion over cruelty no matter how tragic and hopeless life gets, no matter how long the journey gets. Even though the happy ending is more personal and only applies to the specific characters, even though we don't actually get the promise of their society becoming a better place - we still have the hope that Wei Wuxian's second chance brings. The hope that sometimes, no matter how cruel the world is, some people who deserve it still get their happy endings. That's what makes MDZS such a memorable work of art. That's why it stays with you.

#mdzs #wei wuxian #lan wangji #nie huaisang #jiang cheng #wen ning #musings #Can you tell I really love the narratives MDZS took? #tragedies #mdzs thoughts

[lgbtlunaverse]

See the thing about me is that I do care about characters' morality but it's more in the sense of wanting to understand their moral framework and why they take the actions they do. And because of that i'm always sympathetic to morally grey characters and try to look at things from their perspective, but I don't expect the other characters in the story- who unlike me are actually affected by each other's actions- to feel the same way.

For example, I care deeply about nie mingjue and the inherent tragedy of how he's been trapped by his own circumsances and his genuine will to do the right thing and can see how his reliance on punitive justice was created by the environment he's grown up in and the responsibility he holds towards his people and i don't think, in any stretch of the word, that he deserved to die or that it was in fact necessary to kill him.

However i do not except jin guangyao, guy who was just kicked down the stairs, to see all the nuances here.

In the same sense, i can see how jgy's "self preservation above all else" mindset was forged by a world that expected him to die for their convenience how his avoidance of accounability for his actions was created out of necessity because any punishment levied against him would be disporportionate due to his heritage. How punishing him wouldn't actually make the world a better place or him a better person and how his violence is always reactive and that as long as he feels safe eneough to do so, the thing that he really wants to do is help people.

But I don't expect Huaisang, guy whose brother just got murdered, to give a fuck about any of that.

And I think this is why I'm annoyed with a lot of "is [insert character] a good/bad person" discourse because a lot of it gets framed as "If A is bad, the other characters in universe should hate them. If A is good, the other characters should be sympathetic to them, and if they're not then they're bad." And that is just... not how this works.

#and that's how i can be an apologist or characters who are seemingly diametrically opposed #i always laugh a little whenever people turn sympathy of jgy into hate of huaisang becuase he 'should have realized nmj was mistreating him #if someone killed one of my siblings nuance is going out of the window for me too sorry y'all #complaining and whining about fandom #only a little bit tho #mdzs #nie huaisang #nie mingjue #meng yao #jin guangyao

[khattikeri]

drives me nuts when people treat jin guangyao or wei wuxian like they're socialist revolutionaries like no! they're not!! in fact their respective roles in society and complacency regarding its hierarchies is why ANY of the story even happens to begin with!!!

jin guangyao doesn't hold bitterness just because he was born lower class. he is bitter because others deride him and his prostitute mother in spite of both their intelligence, skills, and efforts to climb the ladder.

why do you think we were shown scenes of other prostitutes in the brothel deriding meng shi for being literate, for "trying" so hard? why do you think we were shown scenes of anxin taunting meng yao and throwing shit at him because he was trying to learn cultivation at his mother's behest?

why do you think jin guangyao arranged for the arson of that brothel, burned to the ground with everyone except sisi inside? that's not the behavior of someone who believes in true equality and the inherent worth of sex workers as human beings!

that's the behavior of someone who thinks he's better than them. the behavior of a man who already came up on top through political games and war crimes, backstabbing and spying for the sake of the "greater good".

i won't rehash his argument to nie mingjue that he didn't have a choice-- he had some choice, but no matter what he does his class will come up and people will always assume the worst and try to hurt him for it, which forces his hand to do whatever will protect him best (hence 'no choice').

jin guangyao did everything he could to secure his own safety and a place among those already higher up. and by that point, he'd won it.

the fact that the temple rebuilt on the brothel site is to guanyin, the goddess of mercy, is even more ironic! the fact that jin guangyao has the goddess's statue carved to look like his own mother is proof that he viewed both her and himself as higher than them. more worthy than them.

of course he cared about the general welfare of others (read: the watchtowers). but consider also that there is no watchtower near yi city, which ended up being one of xue yang's playgrounds. jin guangyao can and will turn a blind eye to certain sufferings if it is convenient to him.

sure, jin guangyao made undeniable contributions to cultivation society and accessibility, but he is not at any point trying to topple existing class structures. his adherence to them is in fact integral to his own downfall in the end.

it brings with it the inevitability of society conveniently ignoring his triumphs and genuine moments of humanity to deride him once more as an evil, disgusting son of a whore once his crimes come to light.

now for wei wuxian. he's the righteous protagonist of the story and he doesn't give a fuck what society thinks, yes, but he wasn't out there trying to cause an uprising so that all the poor servant classes and lower could become cultivators. he wasn't trying to redistribute wealth or insinuate that those who are lower deserve to be viewed as equal to the gentry.

the most critical and non-explicitly stated fact of mo dao zu shi is that wei wuxian has always been resigned to his position in the social hierarchy.

his unreliable narration, especially regarding his own past and thoughts, is so damn important. he doesn't EVER tell the reader directly that people treated him any which way at their leisure because of his parents' differing social classes.

no. instead we are shown how much prestige he is afforded as cangse-sanren's son-- reputation as a talented and charming young cultivator, made head disciple of Yunmeng Jiang-- and how little respect he is given in the same breath, as the son of servant wei changze.

the way he is treated by others is as fickle as the wind. if he obeys and does as told, there is no reward. of course he did that, that was the expectation to start with! if he does anything even slightly inconvenient, there is a punishment. of course he has no manners, what else would you expect from an ungrateful son of a servant?

wei wuxian's righteousness is not a matter of adhering to principles he was explicitly taught, the way nie mingjue values honor or the way jiang cheng always tries to prove himself. wei wuxian does the right thing regardless of what the consequences are to him because his good deeds are always downplayed and his bad deeds are always singled out, no matter who or how many people were doing it with him.

he has faced this double standard since childhood. there are points in the novel where it's clear that this sticks out to wei wuxian, but does he ever fight back against that view of himself? does he EVER, at any point in the story, explain his actions and choices to jianghu society and try to debate or appeal to their sense of reason?

no. because he knows, at his very core, that any explicit deviation from their interests whatsoever will be punished.

slaughtering thousands of people is fine when they want him to do it, and when the alternative is unjust torture, re-education camps, and encroachment upon other sects' lands.

slaughtering thousands of people who are trying to paint him as evil for not going along with their genocidal plans, however, is punished.

wei wuxian knows his acceptance among the higher classes is superficial and unsteady. from the age of 10, when jiang fengmian took him in, he knew subconsciously that he could be kicked out at any time.

he knows that cultivation society doesn't care about war crimes and concentration camps and mistreatment of the remaining wen survivors of the sunshot campaign. but the right thing to do now that they aren't at wartime is to help them, plus they'd punish him either way for it, so he will.

in this regard wei wuxian is more self-aware of his position than jin guangyao. he does care about common people and he does try his best to help them as an individual. even if that ends up with him disabled, arrested, targeted in sieges, or dead.

but is he revolutionary? in the full equality, fight the establishment, rewrite laws, change social structures and people's perceptions of class sense?

no. no. he isn't.

now my knowledge of chinese society and history is fairly limited to my hindu diaspora upbringing and our shared cultural similarities ... but speaking to what i absolutely know us true, adherence to one's social class is expected.

this is rigid. efforts and merits might bring you some level of mobility, but in the end, the circumstances of your birth will always be scrutinized first, and your behavior compared to the stereotypes of where and how you originate.

mdzs is not about revolution, and none of its characters are able to truly change its society. there is no grand "maybe cutsleeves aren't inherently bad" or "i'm sorry for persecuting you and believing hearsay, you were truly a good person all along!" at the finale.

people ignore history and repeat it again with the next batch of ugly gossip and rumors.

wei wuxian, lan wangji, and luo qingyang find peace only by distancing themselves from cultivation society and its opinions.

jin guangyao and wei wuxian both cannot ever escape from others' perception of their origins and actions. regardless of their personal beliefs, they are not revolutionaries.

#keri chats #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #long post #mdzs spoilers #wei wuxian #jin guangyao #mdzs meta #the untamed #cql #i know it's funny or fanon to call them commies but it's so deeply fucking important to me that ppl understand they CANONICALLY are NOT #AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #this is messy and unedited and rather surface level but again if you read this post i love you lmao #wwx did the right thing in the xuanwu cave by helping mianmian and fighting back against wen chao BUT he was punished for it #through wang lingjiao's visit insisting he be whipped for it + the fall of lotus pier #like if wwx'll be punished either way ofc he'll do the righteous thing. but he is undeniably resigned to the fact that they won't change #wwx doesnt TRY to change THEM. he just does what he wants & believes is right himself #big difference & while jgy is often easy to clear up i still see so many people say that wwx is different and im like. YES but also GOD NO

[mxtxfanatic]

Was thinking about how often I see reactionary pro-Jiang Cheng content, and I just realized something: jc stans, just like their fav, believe that every good thing Wei Wuxian has—whether loved ones or good memories or admirable characteristics or character growth, whether canon or fanon—is actually the rightful property of Jiang Cheng that Wei Wuxian “stole” from him through the sin of existing, and it is their sworn duty to correct this “oversight” of canon.

Wei Wuxian gets his happily ever after with the love of his life, so jc stans give Jiang Cheng Lan Xichen and call Lan Wangji “second place.” Or they make Lan Wangji a cheater because “he actually likes Jiang Cheng more (who doesn’t, amiright?)” or Wei Wuxian a cheater because “he can never appreciate a good thing like Jiang Cheng can.” People point out how Wei Wuxian and Nie Huaisang seem to have had a closer relationship than Nie Huaisang and Jiang Cheng, so jc stans make the latter two a ship or make them the bestest friends ever that bond over being annoyed with Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian has a close relationship with the Wen siblings, so jc stans make Wen Qing spend all their time together saying that Jiang Cheng “was right” about him while Wen Ning is being “bullied” into being “anti-jc.”

Wei Wuxian is canonically smart and driven, so jc stans say that he is lazy while Jiang Cheng is hardworking. Wei Wuxian is canonically charismatic, so jc stans say that it was actually Jiang Cheng who was loved by all the disciples and is the sole reason the Jiang Clan of the present was able to pull in new disciples post-fall. Wei Wuxian loves to learn, so jc stans say that Jiang Cheng was actually a model student being sabotaged by the slovenly Wei Wuxian.

People imagine the Lan as accepting Wei Wuxian post-canon or imagine aus where the Lan adopt him as a child, so jc stans make Jiang Cheng the adopted Lan child, who Lan Qiren now likes better than his own nephews. People write Nie!wwx, so jc stans write about how “actually” Nie Mingjue sees Jiang Cheng as the brother he never had and views Wei Wuxian as an unwanted nuisance and competition. People make the most batshit ooc au where the QishanWen are actually good and adopt Wei Wuxian, and jc stans turn that into actually, the Jiang siblings are adopted while Wei Wuxian stays with the “totally horrible, abusive” father in Yunmeng. Fucking Baoshan Sanren descends from her mountain to look for her martial grandson, and jc stans will shove Jiang Cheng into the narrative as a disciple because “he’s just so lovable!” In all of these cases, some will still imagine that Wei Wuxian still gets left on the streets as a petty afterthought.

Shit, even some of the BAD things that happen to Wei Wuxian canonically are misappropriated by jc stans to give Jiang Cheng unearned sympathy. Wei Wuxian was whipped as a child? Now Jiang Cheng was too, but also his dad hates him. Wei Wuxian is an orphan who creates his own family in adulthood? Jiang Cheng is now disowned/an unloved runaway who later finds his people because who wouldn’t want him (amiright?). Wei Wuxian was at risk of losing his golden core completely in the transfer if it failed? Well Jiang Cheng was going to DIE! “See? Look how much harder Jiang Cheng’s life was than that pathetic attention whore Wei Wuxian! Doesn’t he deserve all the things Wei Wuxian has? Aren’t they rightfully his???”

And it’s like, you can’t even escape into fan content with this type of mentality, because look out how much I mentioned is popular fanon. Notice how ubiquitous these ideas are surrounding anything to do with Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng, even if only one of them is mentioned. No matter what anyone reads in the novel, no matter what individuals come up with in their own heads, no matter what tag or platform is used or not used to keep it out of their hands, jc stans will be there to create a reactionary counterpart to prove that nothing, nothing can ever just be Wei Wuxian’s. Because at the end of the day, the “oversight” that jc stans want to correct isn’t Jiang Cheng’s supposed depreciation by the author. The “oversight” was the author daring to say that Wei Wuxian deserves to be treated as his own person and not Jiang Cheng’s personal property. And every fandom interaction has been retaliation towards that fact.

The main character of the novel is relegated to mere a lightning rod that exists to attract all of Jiang Cheng’s bad qualities while injecting him with all of Wei Wuxian’s good, but jc stans wonder why people are upset.

#mdzs #human gripes at fandom

[stiltonbasket]

prompt for the fem!wwx au: what about the fallout of jyl's broken engagement?

On the morning of Wei Wuxian's first day back at Lotus Pier, she wakes to the sound of raised voices in the audience room.

Squinting against the light, she stumbles out of bed and opens the sliding door to the corridor outside, where she finds Jiang Cheng hovering on the threshold of his own doorway with his arms folded over his chest.

"What's wrong?" she yawns, rubbing her eyes. "Is it bad news?"

"Bad news for Mother," Jiang Cheng mutters. "Fuqin just told her about A-Jie's engagement."

Wei Wuxian feels as if someone had thrown cold water over her. In the midst of her private delight that Shijie's betrothal had ended, she had not thought of how Madam Yu would take the news: and now, both she and Jiang Cheng are about to find out.

"Did Jiang-shushu tell Auntie that I..."

Jiang Cheng shakes his head. "No. I don't think it would have made much of a difference, but Father didn't say a word."

They tiptoe across the narrow bridge between the family compound and the audience chamber, hardly daring to breathe; and then, like a firework bursting on a dark, still night, they hear Madam Yu's shrill voice rising over Jiang Fengmian's.

"Who will she marry now?" she shouts. "Ouyang-zongzhu has no children, and all the other men in the Jin clan take after Jin Guangshan. How can I let her go to Lanling without Yuyan's protection?"

"I thought perhaps Lan Xichen might—"

"I knew it. You've had your eye on him since the year Zixuan was born, but that boy will do no good to any woman as a husband!" shrieks Madam Yu. "He has had no one but Nie Mingjue in his eyes since he was a child. What will become of our daughter now, Jiang Fengmian? Zixuan was the only man who might have suited her, the only one—and now, just because he complained about the betrothal, you—"

She takes in a great, heaving breath, and Wei Wuxian hears the thud of her heeled boots striking the floor.

"And now, thanks to you," she chokes, "I will have to watch as Wei Ying marries Lan Wangji—" Wei Wuxian winces, "—and as she becomes mother to the next Lan-zongzhu, whilst my child must settle for the heir to some backwater clan in Changlun, or a commoner—"

Jiang-shushu sighs.

"If I had not broken Yanli's engagement," he says quietly, "then you would have had to watch A-Ying live as she ought to do, in comfort and plenty with a husband who cares for her dearly, while our daughter lived in a gilded prison with a man who has made no secret of the fact that the very mention of her name is a burden to him. You would have watched A-Ying's children growing up without a care in the world, and A-Ying adored by the whole of Gusu Lan as she deserves—and all the while, our daughter, who used to weep whenever she trod on an insect in the path, she—"

He sounds as if he might burst into tears. "Could you bear it, Ziyuan? Can you bear to think of A-Li's children, growing up in Koi Tower, and hearing some relation from the branch clan saying that their father would never have wed their mother if their nainai had not forced him to accept her? Can you bear to think of our granddaughters watching Zixuan treating A-Li unkindly, and entering their own wedded homes with the belief that that same unkindness was due to them?"

Yu Ziyuan falters for a moment. "Yuyan would never let Zixuan treat Yanli that way. I have often thought that she loves A-Li more than she loves him."

"Then you are a fool," Jiang Fengmian says wearily. "Quan Yuyan might be your sworn sister, but she is Jin Zixuan's mother before all else. She knows that A-Li will be filial to her husband, and her in-laws, and she knows no other maiden would make a better mother for her grandchildren. Do you truly think that she would let A-Li go, if the choice was left to her?"

"I—"

"What does it matter if Quan Yuyan can ensure that A-Li is treated well?" Jiang-shushu asks. "Jin Zixuan does not want her, and she knows it. For the love of heaven, the entire Jianghu knows it—so how could you even think of asking to A-Li waste her life with him?"

Madam Yu must have opened her mouth to say something, but Jiang Fengmian cuts her off before she can make a sound.

"It does not matter if A-Li likes him. In fact, that makes matters worse," he says brusquely. "If she marries him, she will not leave him, no matter how unhappy he might make her. And I would rather keep her here unmarried all her life than watch her in pain.

"And then there is Jin Guangshan," Jiang-shushu continues, now sounding faintly ill. "I will not speak of my fears regarding him, but you are a woman, Ziyuan. Ought you not to understand them better than I?"

Madam Yu is silent for a long while.

"If you had such thoughts," she hisses at last, sounding very much like Zidian usually does in the midst of strangling a particularly fierce yaoguai, "then you ought to have spoken sooner, so that we could have found a better match before Yanli came of age."

"I made my thoughts known the year Jin-zongzhu tried to lay his hands on Li Shuai," Jiang Fengmian replies. "You were convinced that I was wrong, because A-Shuai was too young to understand what he might have done to her; but I know what I saw, and you still refused to change your mind."

A moment later, he turns and walks out of the room. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng exchange panicked glances before jumping off the footbridge to keep from being noticed; and after Madam Yu stalks off in the other direction, Wei Wuxian drags herself out of the shallow water under the bridge and makes a beeline for Jiang Yanli's room.

"Wait for me!" Jiang Cheng yelps, before cursing under his breath. "Wei Wuxian, for heaven's sake—"

But she does not slow her pace until she reaches her sister's bedroom and slams the door behind her, startling Jiang Yanli out of what must have been (judging by the look on her face) a very peaceful sleep.

"I'm glad you're not going to marry that stupid peacock," Wei Wuxian blurts out, the instant Jiang Yanli opens her eyes. "You deserve better, Shijie. Your husband ought to be the most honorable man in the world, and I won't stand for less."

Her sister's mouth twitches. "I'm glad you think so," she says mirthfully, reaching out to stroke Wei Wuxian's wet hair. "Who should it be, then?"

Wei Wuxian gulps.

"What about Lan Zhan?" she asks. "You could marry him instead of me, couldn't you?"

Jiang Yanli bursts out laughing.

"A-Xian," she gasps, "when we left Gusu, didn't you say that I ought to have a husband who loved me just as much as Third Shidi loves Li Shuai?"

"Well, yes."

"Then how could you possibly imagine that I might want to marry Lan Wangji?"

"But Lan Zhan is the best junzi in the world, in all ways. I'm certain of it," Wei Wuxian insists, ignoring the sudden ache in her chest. "He loves all things that are good and true, so why wouldn't he love you? I mean, he treats me well, and I make him carry my packages at the market and chase me all over Lufeng to keep dogs away while I'm running errands. I'm sure he'd treat you a hundred times better."

Her sister leans forward and rests her brow against Wei Wuxian's.

"A-Ying?"

"Hm?"

"You're a very silly girl, and I love you very much," she says tenderly. "Now go take a warm bath, or you'll catch cold."

Puzzled, Wei Wuxian drips her way out into the corridor and back into her own bedroom, where she finds a damp Jiang Cheng lying flat on his back on the rug under her window.

"No more peacock," he sighs, propping himself up on his elbows. "You know, I almost feel sorry for him."

"What? Why?"

"Because A-Jie could have made him the happiest man in the world, if he'd only given her a chance."

"I suppose so," Wei Wuxian says reluctantly. "But, Jiang Cheng—who do you suppose Shijie will marry now?"

Jiang Cheng puts his face in his hands.

"Not Lan Wangji, definitely," he mutters. "Did you really ask A-Jie if she wanted to take your place as Madam Lan?"

"Of course I did. Didn't you hear me?"

He looks at her in disbelief. "Really?"

Wei Wuxian nods.

"Lan Wangji has the patience of a bodhisattva," Jiang Cheng groans. "When it's time for your wedding, Wei Wuxian, I am going to laugh. Just wait and see."

#wangxian #the untamed #mo dao zu shi #wei wuxian #jiang yanli #jiang cheng #fem!wwx au #my fic

[robininthelabyrinth]

@thedarkline ask which disappeared:

Can you do one where Huisang is upset about the loss of his best friends? After the cloud recesses and the training camp he looked forward to seeing Wei Wuxian and JC again and now they don’t even like each other and WW is so cold now. Maybe they deserve a forced vacation?

ao3

Nie Mingjue blinked.

“Oh,” he said. “I see. This is a hallucination, and I should go get checked out by the doctors.”

“Rude, da-ge,” Nie Huaisang sniffed. “Also, you should in fact go get checked out by the doctors some more. I’m still worried about you, you got out of bed too quickly after everything. But also: rude!”

“All right, I’ll concede that maybe I didn’t hallucinate and you in fact said what you said,” Nie Mingjue said. “But…why? I thought you liked Wei Wuxian!”

“I do like him! Of course I like him!”

Nie Mingjue threw his hands into the air. “Then why in the world would you want me to bring him to trial?”

“Because he hasn’t done anything wrong,” Nie Huaisang said. “It’s all a bunch of rumor and innuendo, and now Jiang Cheng had to throw him out of the sect and pretend he doesn’t like him – which is ridiculous – and we can’t all hang out the way we used to and it’s awful, da-ge! Just awful!”

“Pretty awful for Wei Wuxian stuck living on the Burial Mounds and Jiang Cheng having to rebuild his sect all by himself, but yes, by all means, let’s focus on how it affects you personally,” Nie Mingjue said dryly. “No fun hangouts with your friends. How will you survive?”

Nie Huaisang ignored him.

“My point is,” he said loftily, “if he’s found innocent after a trial, then he can come back. It’s perfect!”

“Huaisang…”

“I’m serious.”

Nie Mingjue rubbed his forehead and, reluctantly, started trying to actually think it through. Nie Huaisang could sometimes be distracted by shiny things, like a shopping trip or a new fan, but sometimes he would demonstrate his heritage by getting his teeth into something and stubbornly refusing to let up on it, ever.

It was nice to see him living up to at least some family traditions.

“Wei Wuxian did murder some Jin sect guards,” he pointed out. “He’s unquestionably guilty of that.”

“First off, no one cares about that,” Nie Huaisang rebutted. “And you know it.”

“They should. The fact that the Jin are soulless bastards isn’t exculpatory.”

“No, but also you’re wrong. The fact is, Wei Wuxian didn’t kill them.”

“What?”

“He didn’t! Wen Ning did.”

“…I’m not sure how it’s better that the Ghost General was involved.”

Nie Huaisang waved his fan at him. “Da-ge, don’t be obtuse! Wen Ning wasn’t the Ghost General at that point – he was just a fierce corpse. No consciousness.”

Nie Mingjue waited for his brother to explain his logic. He assumed there was some, anyway.

Nie Huaisang rolled his eyes as if he thought Nie Mingjue was being purposefully slow just to mess with him, which he wasn’t, for once. “Da-ge. Wen Ning was a fierce corpse who had been killed by the Jin sect guards. If he’d resurrected without Wei-xiong’s help, would anyone have said anything?”

“Of course not. A murderer’s victim seeking vengeance for the crime committed against them is a classic case that calls for liberation, provided they haven’t killed anyone else in the process or gotten a taste for killing people such that they would continue doing so afterwards.”

“Exactly.”

“But Wei Wuxian did resurrect him.”

“Naturally he did! He was looking for his friend, he wanted to speak with him; he’s a demonic cultivator. What could be more natural? It’s no different from a Lan playing Inquiry to see if they can find a lost soul. How was Wei Wuxian to know that the Jin sect guards had murdered him, and that Wen Ning would therefore arise as a fierce corpse bent on immediate vengeance?”

Nie Mingjue wanted to laugh, and also possibly to suggest that Nie Huaisang consider picking up a sideline in advocacy, except that he really didn’t actually want a lawyer in the family.

“All right,” he said, suppressing his amusement. “Let’s say I’m following where you’re leading. Then why didn’t Wei Wuxian, demonic cultivator, stop the murder?”

“Da-ge, please,” Nie Huaisang cast him a horrified look. “You’re not suggesting a cultivator can be held responsible for not acting swiftly enough to stop something, are you? Imagine how much of the cultivation world might be at risk if that were the rule!”

“Mm. A good point. Didn’t I hear somewhere that Wei Wuxian had already known that the Jin sect guards had killed Wen Ning…?”

“Surely Wei-xiong would never make such an assumption about the good, upstanding people that a good, upstanding sect like Lanling Jin took on as their own. It must have been a misunderstanding. You know how young heroes are, all bluster and hot air. Are we kicking people out of sects just for that?”

Nie Mingjue’s shoulders were shaking with the effort to keep his laughter inside.

“There, you see! Perfectly logical,” Nie Huaisang concluded, throwing his sleeves up with a flourish. “Obviously the entire sequence of events that led to Jiang Cheng kicking Wei Wuxian out is simply a misunderstanding. Easily resolved!”

“Right. And the Wen sect? They were supposed to be in Jin sect custody.”

“Uh, da-ge, the Jin sect appointed guards that killed some of them, a fact we know for sure because we’ve gotten it based on the testimony of the dead – again, like Inquiry. Are you saying we can’t rely on things like Inquiry? What will the Lan sect say if they hear you suggest such a thing?”

“I’m suggesting that we still need to do something with the Wen sect.”

“Let Jiang Cheng take them and put them to work.” Nie Huaisang shrugged. “He’s got a whole sect to rebuild, hasn’t he? Anyway, they were the ones who were massacred, they should get first call on what to do with them.”

“Firstly, taking them in means that Jiang Cheng has to feed them –”

“The Jin sect can pay for that, if they’re so enthusiastic about helping deal with them.”

“Secondly, why would Jiang Cheng want the kinsman of the people who killed his parents? I thought you liked him?”

“I’m getting him back Wei Wuxian,” Nie Huaisang said. “He’s going to have to deal with the baggage Wei Wuxian picked up along the way on his own. What do I look like, someone who fixes things for people? Please, da-ge. I’m only human. There’s only so much that I’m capable of.”

Nie Mingjue gave in and started laughing.

#mdzs #nie mingjue #nie huaisang #my fic #my fics #another old one #and a theme I've hit before #maybe even posted htis one before??? #but I like this one anyway because of the stupid lawyering

[fun-mxtx-polls]

Baxia vs. E'ming

Baxia propaganda:

I want to have some big, well thought out propaganda piece for Baxia but first of all, the existing propaganda is already excellent. second of all, the only thing in my head is BIG SWORD SEXY which honestly? what more do you need? Baxia is a gorgeous saber in every adaptation! i love her very much, please vote for our evil vanquishing queen who will Not be stopped. (submitted by @valiantbarnes)

Baxia is a huge sword made for cleaving and destroying evil. And if evil isn’t in the immediate vicinity she will find it. She’s angry and out for revenge and comes from a long line of swords that had to be entombed in order to stop them from killing everyone. Baxia has really awesome designs in all versions! (submitted by @absolmon)

Baxia: a sabre of routine! She will cut through literal iron but will sulk for ages if she doesn't get polished every alternate evening. She also treats Hensheng with contempt mixed with pity, much like an older cat to a baby kitten. (submitted by @lilapplesheadcannons)

E'ming propaganda:

I just had to come here and wax poetically about E-Ming. Not only is he a) a deadly scimitar that can and has defeated gods, b) the legendary weapon of the strongest ghost king, and c) made USING that ghost king’s eye, he’s also the goodest boy to have ever existed.

He’s basically a puppy dog in sword form and he just wants love and pets. He’s so expressive and adorable that Xie Lian completely ignore all warnings to avoid him to instead treat him like the puppy he is.

Plus there’s his creation story! (Spoilers for TGCF). Back when Hua Cheng was still a weak ghost on Mount Tonglu, he chose to pretext a group of lost mortals by ripping out his eye and forging E-Ming as a weapon. It was a dangerous and risky choice that could have forever separated Hua Cheng from Xie Lian, but he still did it simply because he cares more about others than he likes to admit. E-Ming represents Hua Cheng’s weakness and humanity and even though Hua Cheng resents him for that, Xie Lian loves him for it all the same.

Therefore E-Ming is a) a badass sword, b) an adorable puppy who deserves love, and c) a physical representation of who Hua Cheng is and how he and Xie Lian perceive him. E-Ming is precious and deserves all the votes (and pets)!

Also he just looks really, really cool too! (submitted by @alittlelessalone)

#mxtx swords tournament #mxtx #tgcf #svsss #mdzs #danmei #danmei polls #hua cheng #nie mingjue #eming #baxia

[xn3city]

A rec for a post-canon Nie Huaisang/Lan Xichen crossed my dash, and the pairing had literally never crossed my mind before and now the need has hit me like a goddamn avalanche. The two bereaved brothers of Nie Mingjue - the ones who couldn’t save him. The two survivors of Jin Guangyao; the two men who knew him best. Two consummate politicians. Two sect leaders who know for a fact that their sects deserve better leadership than what they have to offer. A murderer and a widower, maybe. A murderer and a victim, psychologically. A professional eldest brother and an eternal youngest brother. The fic itself was unfortunately a relaxed slice of gentle reconciliation - it was perfectly fine - and that is not in any way what I want to see. I would like to see them find their way to a happy ending but I want to watch them get there by tunneling through each other’s viscera with their teeth. Cats in the sack of the jianghu. It’s not too much to ask, is it?

#mdzs #lan xichen #nie huaisang

[i-will-cry-you-a-river]

Like all things in Nie Huaisang's life, it started with Da-ge.

When killing Jin Guangyao and causing the heartbreak of Lan Xichen didn't help, didn't bring back his Da-ge nor gave him happiness or peace, at least - he tried something else.

The thing about sacrificing one, and alienating the other source of his to demonic cultivation was that it made everything way harder than it should have been - but he was always a resourceful little demon. Just as easily as he defeated the mastermind behind the murder of his Da-ge, he found himself back in time, when Jin Guangyao was still called Meng Yao and Da-ge was still a living, lovely little ball of rage and fierceness.

It was a strange experience, to be older than his brave and strong and talented Da-ge, but... he would always be his spoiled little didi. It wouldn't take long to get back to being the pampered little Second Master of Qinghe. Except...

He couldn't allow himself to be that lazy and shallow as he was. His Da-ge would. Not. Die. Not under his watch.

He was ready to kill Jin Guangyao, before the man could lay even a finger (or a faulty note) on his brother, but-

The man he met at the first time he opened his eyes in his past - in his new present -, was Meng Yao. His favorite non-Da-ge person, his friend, his first (second, if he wanted to be honest) crush. Da-ge's deputy, whose presence was essential in the daily lives of Qinghe. Nie Huaisang's plans changed in the minute he heard his A-Yao's soft words of concern.

"Is Second Master okay? Should I call for the healer?"

It was real.

Ever since he realized who killed his beloved brother, he questioned everything he knew about Meng Yao. He questioned his care, his love, his friendliness. But it was all real. His A-Yao really cared about him.

Maybe not Jin Guangyao. But Meng Yao did. And that care was what saved him.

"No, it's okay! It was just a quick dizziness, but everything is good now. And how many times more should I tell you that it's A-Sang?! A-Sang! A-Yao is so cruel to his A-Sang," he pouted, and the helpless adoration in the other man's eyes was so clear to him now that he didn't understand how past him had failed to notice it.

"Once more, probably," Meng Yao sassed, his tiny smile and cute little dimples hidden behind his sleeves.

"So cruel..." Nie Huaisang muttered, hiding his own smile behind a fan.

"Sect Leader sent me to tell you to get ready for the arrival of Young Master Lan," A-Yao said, taking Nie Huaisang's hairbrush in his hand to tame the unruly hair, and the younger boy allowed it, deep in his thoughts.

Meng Yao had to stay. Qinghe couldn't afford losing him right now, Jin Guangshan didn't deserve him, Nie Mingjue needed him at least until after the war, and Nie Huaisang... well, he wanted him. But in the past, as soon as Meng Yao had a better option, he took it, be it the adoration of Lan Xichen, the acceptance of Jin Guangshan or the opportunity to become Sect Leader. Meng Yao would do everything to be as close to power as he could, to be acknowledged and respected.

Nie Huaisang couldn't give that to him. He was just the heir, and saving Nie Mingjue was the whole reason for doing the whole time travel thing. He was not powerful enough. On the other hand, he would never allow Nie Mingjue to fall for Meng Yao, as his brother would never survive that relationship. Allowing Jin Guangshan to accept Meng Yao into the Jin Sect was absolutely out of the question. But-

But.

Hm.

That might work.

Lan Xichen had fallen for Meng Yao before. It was inevitable, but it was not enough. They would never do anything with their feelings; Xichen-ge was too Lan for anything, and Meng Yao would always feel inferior. And just the two of them... that would not guarantee Nie Mingjue's survival. (Hah! On the contrary, it would make the whole murder easier.) But!

But...

Lan Xichen always had a soft spot for Nie Huaisang. With some carefully timed helpless tears, some grateful hugs that last longer than appropriate, some flattering words and carefully cultivated image of being soft and sweet and just spicy enough to not be seen as a younger brother, it would be so easy to seduce the First Jade.

A-Yao already adored him, and if he had the means, the opportunity and the incentive to have Nie Huaisang as his, he would take it. Before, he never started anything with Huaisang because being the husband of the Second Young Master was not attractive enough. But being the spouse of the heir of Qinghe AND the heir - soon-to-be Sect Leader - of Lan was a completely different thing. Having connections to not one but two of the Big Sects, being Consort Lan, the husband of a man who would be indulgent to all of his manipulations and power games would be a temptation not even Meng Yao could resist.

Jing Guangshan had to die soon, though. It would be a shame to kill his not-yet-husband because he thought it was a good idea to suck up to his walking sexually transmitted disease of a father.

#better than revenge #nie huaisang #meng yao #lan xichen #xisangweek2023 #xisangyao #xisang #sangyao #xiyao

[youhideastar]

WujiWatch: CQL Rewatch Episode 7

(This one is LONG but there’s so much to talk about in this episode!!)

When I rewatch The Untamed, I usually fast forward past the scenes with Wen Ruohan (because they are boring) and Jin Guangshan (because I deal with condescending asshats enough at work, I don’t need to spend my leisure time with them). But this time I didn’t skip the Jin Guangshan scene that takes place after Wei Wuxian has punched Jin Zixuan in his very punchable face, and boy, that was a good decision, because there’s a LOT going on there. (Starting with the hilarity of Jin Guangshan saying with a straight face that “Marriage is a very serious thing.” Because no one takes marriage seriously like Jin Guangshan.)

First thing is that Lan Qiren appears, during the meeting, to actually like Jin Guangshan—but I can’t help but notice that Jin Guangshan is pointedly not invited to the meeting about the Yin Iron afterward. Lan Yi and Lan Xichen say that all five of the major sects are in on the secret of the Yin Iron, and Lan Qiren checks in with both Nie Mingjue and Jiang Fengmian about it… but not Jin Guangshan. I don’t disagree with their choice – I just think it’s interesting how obvious they are about not trusting him. (Jiang Fengmian doesn’t ask where “Jin-xiong” is either, I note.) (Also also: does Lan Qiren actually like Jin Guangshan, or is he displaying a heretofore unknown talent for subterfuge?)

Second thing: what is up with Jiang Fengmian saying at that meeting that he wants to cancel the engagement because “both” of the kids don’t want it? Does he really not know that his daughter is in love with Jin Zixuan? Or does he know perfectly well, but takes this excuse to break the engagement anyway? If the former, that’s pretty clueless of him—and, plus, he could have asked!! If the latter… that’s cold if it’s for political reasons, or high-handed if he’s doing it for Jiang Yanli’s own good, but I don’t necessarily disapprove. Breaking the engagement because Jiang Yanli deserves better than a douchebag with poor impulse control who insults her in public would be one of the few Jiang Fengmian decisions I could wholeheartedly endorse. And I also think he’s entitled to do it for political reasons.

Jiang Yanli may be a weak cultivator, but she is an extremely hot commodity in the marriage market. Of the five major sects, only Yunmeng Jiang has a daughter of the main family. Thus, Jiang Yanli is the only possible equal-status match for Nie Mingjue, Nie Huaisang, Jin Zixuan, Lan Xichen, Lan Wangji, or Wen Xu. For anyone on that list, they either marry Jiang Yanli, or they marry down. (Yes, if you’re Hanguang-jun and the resurrected Yiling Patriarch, you can marry a dude, but nothing about the worldbuilding suggests that that is on the normal menu of options.)

Thus, Yu Ziyuan’s decision to marry Jiang Yanli to Jin Zixuan based on her personal relationship with his mom—rather than reserving her daughter’s very valuable hand for whoever can offer the most advantageous alliance—is a huge windfall for Lanling Jin Sect; if the Jin heir doesn’t properly appreciate that, Jiang Fengmian is perfectly within his rights to say, “Your funeral, asshole. I could marry my daughter to any one of a hundred other guys—some of whom outrank you—and they’d be grateful for the chance.” And this is also why Jin Guangshan fights for the engagement so hard (and tries so hard to resurrect it during the Post-Sunshot Banquet of Awkwardness): in one move, he could enhance the power of his own sect and force literally every other sect into a lower-status alliance, but that prize is slipping out of his fingertips because his son is putting his wittle feelings over the political realities.

(If only Jin Guangshan had another son who he could count on to always prioritize political realities over pesky emotional attachments…)

This is also important because, when Wei Wuxian later apologizes to Jiang Yanli for breaking her engagement, and Jiang Yanli tells him he had nothing to do with it—that’s the absolute truth. I’ve seen that moment spoken about in fandom as if it’s an example of Jiang Yanli being a doormat or letting Wei Wuxian get away with something, but I think that’s a misread. It’s Jiang Fengmian who takes unilateral and decisive action to break that engagement, despite his wife, daughter, and son’s objections. Wei Wuxian created the excuse for Jiang Fengmian and Jin Guangshan to meet, but beyond that, his influence is nil. Jiang Yanli is right to remind him of that.

I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the Qixi lantern scene – so beautiful, so iconic, such terrible coloring (thank you, gif makers, from the bottom of my heart, for making this scene look so good on my dash – it must be a lot of work!!). The thing that pinged me this time is that after Lan Wangji finishes raptly gazing at Wei Wuxian making his idealistic promise, Lan Wangji then… looks down at the bag of Yin Iron. That made me blink, because (a) that seems random and (b) how did Lan Wangji get the Yin Iron pouch? The last time we saw it, Lan Qiren had it.

I think these two questions are actually the same question. From the fact that Lan Wangji now has the pouch, we can infer that Lan Qiren gave it to him. Why and when would that have happened? They must have already had the meeting where Lan Qiren instructs Lan Wangji to use this piece of the Yin Iron to find the others. So when Lan Wangji hears Wei Wuxian wish to live with a clear conscience, he looks down at the Yin Iron in his own hand because he’s thinking, Should I tell him? Should I ask him to come along with me? Meaning, Should I treat him as my cultivation partner? As my zhiji? Ultimately, he decides not to; ultimately, that decision doesn’t mean shit, because Wei Wuxian is determined to treat him that way.

I think the fandom has gotten used to dismissing the Yin Iron subplot as contrived and irrelevant, mostly because it’s not in the novel. I think that’s a mistake. The quest for the Yin Iron is inextricably bound up with Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian’s growing intimacy – just think of all the great Wangxian moments that wouldn’t exist without it, from the forehead ribbon tied around the wrists to the gorgeous scene of Wei Wuxian gazing in wonder at Lan Wangji as the petals cascade down around him in Tanzhou. Indeed, it’s the quest for the Yin Iron that underlies and makes possible the most significant structural difference between the novel and the show: that, in the drama, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian are friends. The fact that the Yin Iron appears prominently in the Qixi lantern scene—that, in fact, the first thing Lan Wangji does after realizing Oh shit, I love him is to look at the Yin Iron—is no accident. It’s a MacGuffin, sure, but it’s a MacGuffin you ignore at your peril.

#wujiwatch #cql #the untamed #meta

[allthelittlecreepycrawlies]

This isn't exactly a fic, and it isn't exactly a concept, it is what it is.

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After Nie Huaisang’s first disastrous year at the Cloud Recesses, Nie Mingue decides to have Meng Yao go and study with his brother the second year. 

The lessons in politics and inter-sect etiquette will be good for his duties as an aide, it'll give him a chance to learn more about cultivation, and it'll give Nie Huaisang someone he already knows and likes so maybe he'll be less of a sullen anti-social brat about classes.

Then, on the very first day, Meng Yao meets Lan Xichen.

He can't help but be a little bit dazzled; who wouldn't? 

They make friends almost instantly, spending as much time together as classes, duties, and curfew will allow. The First Jade’s presence kills off the worst of the gossip, allowing Meng Yao to actually get the most he can out of the lectures and training rather than constantly fending off insulting rumors. 

He’s actually enjoying staying in the Recesses, for all he’d been worried about being thrown into a pit of spoiled gentry sons.

And then he overhears some assorted disciples gossiping instead about how Nie Huaisang is so pathetic he can't even keep the attention of someone paid to pay attention.

The realization that he's barely even seen Nie Huaisang other than in class makes his body go numb.

He finally finds his young master huddled in a ball in the back hills, staring blankly at a sheet of empty paper, brushes and inks untouched.

Pretty apologies and justifications stuck in his throat, he can only sit down and silently take hold of the other boy’s hand. 

Nie Huaisang doesn’t pull away, and even squeezes back, but never raises his head even as Meng Yao gathers him and his painting supplies up and guides him back to the students’ rooms.

—

Meng Yao passes the exams with ease and high marks.

Nie Huaisang doesn't.

He breaks down in tears at the fact that he's going to have to go through this again, and guilt gnaws at Meng Yao’s insides as he holds the other boy and pets his hair, unable to do anything else to ease his misery.

He wouldn’t be surprised if Nie Huaisang tells Nie Mingjue why his test results were so bad. 

He’d deserve it, even, for having failed at the one duty his sect leader had given him in return for his education.

But despite the dressing down that greets him on their arrival, Nie Huaisang puts on a blithely dismissive air and says nothing that would implicate him. Practically waves it all off.

He doesn’t understand, but he says no more about it either.

—

The next year, he is pleased to see Lan Xichen for more than the quick greetings passed as they bustled about sect meetings, but carefully maintains a little more objective distance. He doesn’t want to risk getting too caught up in the older boy’s orbit again, not after the harm it had ended up causing last time.

He won’t be staying this year anyway.

After the ceremony, which goes better than the previous one had -at least for the two of them- the head disciple for Yunmeng Jiang cheerily slings his arms around the necks of his shidi and Nie Huaisang and drags them off for mischief.

He should be pleased about that, too. Maybe with friends to back him up, Nie Huaisang will pass this year.

And yet he finds himself thinking-

'Oh. This is how it felt for him.'

—

The letters he gets are sparse and the emotions they contain are hard to piece together. Unsure of where they stand anymore, he carefully words his own replies to be as gently encouraging, but neutral as possible.

Nie Huaisang finally passes his exams and comes home.

Meng Yao doesn't go with Nie Mingjue to greet him, feeling it's no longer his place to do so. He stays in the study instead, keeping to his task list as a distraction from the uncomfortable snarl of emotions in his chest.

So he's more than a little surprised to find himself hugged from behind.

Nie Huaisang says nothing. 

No "I missed you," nor any other greeting of a similar vein. 

But there are unspoken volumes in that hug, in the way he tucks his face against Meng Yao’s neck, and Meng Yao closes his eyes, lets out the breath he's been holding for what seems like months, and tilts his head back into the other boy’s embrace, gladly accepting the forgiveness being offered.

#mdzs #jin guangyao #nie huaisang #sangyao #nie mingjue #lan xichen #fanfic #ish #sort of

[lgbtlunaverse]

Wildly veering into the realm of headcanon here but I think jgy has, like, deeply embarassing and intense fantasies about nie mingjue being courteous to his mom.

He has them about everyone to some extend it's his favorite way to calm down. Close your eyes, imagine your mom decked out in gold, her hair bound up, everyone bowing to her. It's how he gets through meetings without murdering everyone. But I think nie mingiue in particular is a very common solo target for these.

Lan Xichen gets his own special edition too, but it's not the same. Because he has a very clear and realistic picture of what he'd actually do. They don't talk about his mom that much but whenever she comes up xichen is always like well she sounds like a kind woman trying to make the best of her situation 😊 and everytime he thinks about them interacting there's a risk of it getting sad because oh if only...

Jin guangshan? Complete opposite end of the spectrum. It's very gratifying to imagine his mom getting everything she wanted but it's also too unrealistic. Even when still desperate for approval he knows what his father is like. He indulges in them from time to time but it's like the whole time there's an alarm flashing red overhead and going "out of character! Out of character!"

But Nie mingjue. Ohhhhh. Perfectly in the middle. Possible, but improbable enough it be exiting. Sure, he's an honourable man who didn't judge him for his background but he judged him for a whole lot of other things. Did he not discard jin guangyao just like his father threw away his mother when he got bored of her? He's both so easy to admire and so easy to be angry at and it's tantalizing.

He imagines himself walking arm in arm with his mom, in better health than she's ever been, dressed more luxuriously than even the wives of sect leaders on their wedding days, and Nie Mingjue comes up and bowes to her deeper than any sect leader should bow to anyone. Maybe even takes her hand and kisses it and dream!jgy gasps because that is so improper for any unmarried man to do to a woman not of his family!! But Nie Mingjue just looks confused because why shouldn't he pay Meng Shi the respect she so clearly deserves? If people interpret it wrongly that is their problem. Not even er-ge would do that. Would avoid inappropiate touches as a proper lan should but Nie Mingjue? Mingjue doesn't care about those things, if he wants to tell jin guangyao's mother she is the most elegant and radiant woman he's seen in the entire jianghu he will do so because he means it, dammit.

You can't call them horny exactly but they are carnal. This is a deep base desire he's satisfying here and oh does nie mingjue do his job well.

I think he has them, like, almost every day. I think he wakes up from them blushing I think he daydreams about it every single time he and Nie Mingjue talk. Even if it went bad. Especially if it went bad.

I think after the stairs incident the dreams mortifyingly increase dramatically for a few days. He sees it play out behind his eyelids everytime he so much as blinks. Imagines Nie Mingjue down on his knees kowtowing, apologizing to his mother, imagines him being outraged at his real self's words. Dishonourable, unfair, he would never say that. He closes his eyes when he first plays the song of turmoil for nie mingjue and imagines it the entire time. And when he's done he takes a deep breath and then he fucking beats the thought to death and stuffs it away with all the other feelings he's repressing and then never thinks about it again.

Nothing else is ever that satisfying but sometimes sacrifices must be made.

#mdzs #mdzs headcanons #mo dao zu shi #nieyao #? sorta #this doesn't have to be shippy #but like i said. carnal. #i think nmj's complete lack of respect for etiquette makes him prime fantasy fodder #in real life it has the downside of you know. consequences. but in his own head it's fun to indulge in #meng yao #jin guangyao #nie mingjue

[admirableadmiranda]

I've seen it said that NHS had no right to do what he did, as JGY did killed his brother but left his sect and reputation intact, whereas NHS went too far to destroy every bit of JGY's life. But I have always thought it was perfectly fair. JGY used NMJ's worst nightmare against him, driving him to the death he feared most of all. Which, when you look at it, is just what NMJ's loving brother did to his murderer. I'm not saying NHS didn't do wrong to get there, but his revenge was really more than apt. Would you agree?

Jin Guangyao assassinated Nie Mingjue because Nie Mingjue was standing against his father and getting in the way of his buddy-buddy evil friendship with Xue Yang by declaring that he needed to die for wiping out the Chang clan. He also murdered a hell of a lot of other people and destroyed plenty of other people's reputations in the process, or both at the same time in Wei Wuxian's case.

Nie Huaisang might have gone farther than Jin Guangyao personally hurt him in his desire to take him down, but Jin Guangyao deserved it really. Where Nie Huaisang's wrongs are is in not looking out for the people on the sidelines, especially for people like Qin Su, or the juniors in Yi City.

His revenge is apt and he is certainly willing to stop once Jin Guangyao goes down, so he's still a much better man than Jin Guangyao ever was. Jin Guangyao did a million shitty, awful, murderous things and deserves to lie in his rage coffin forever.

#mdzs #nie huaisang #my love my namesake #jin guangyao #murder dimples #lu cha biao #I love him but he's a villain #and he deserved everything he got #it's just the people around him that didn't deserve it #like qin su #and jin rusong #and everyone that he either directly or indirectly killed to get up on top of the world

[hannigramislife]

so i have a question that i swear is meant with complete sincerity (i just want to preface that because i know some people send shitty passive aggressive asks and i dont wanna be misunderstood).

I dislike dazai a lot and for most of the same reasons that you do but i also really dont like jgy for basically all the same reasons. I just know you're a big jgy fan but you really hate dazai and i was wondering how you reconcile those feelings? i assume we just have different interpretations of jgy (mdzs is a vast piece of media and there's a lot of different ways to interpret each character) but i've just been getting more and more curious so i wanted to ask. to be clear, i think it's totally okay to like jgy! the same way i think its okay for dazai fans to like dazai, they're just fictional characters. so this is in no meant as an attack or an 'ah ha!' moment. i just sort of don't understand liking one character and not the other when to me, all of their worst traits are the same and jgy has actually done far worse things than dazai (like murdering his own son)

i hope my ask isnt upsetting at all. you mentioned before liking to discuss meta so i really just want to introduce a conversation and maybe understand your perspective a bit better

Firstly, thank you so much for your polite ask!

I just wanna clear something up – I am not a Jgy fan XD. I see where one might think that, but I can guarantee you, I wanted him dead as fuck and I do not condone his atrocities.

Now, I do have some friends who have talked to me about Jgy, and they're Xiyao and Nieyao fans, respectively, so by talking with them, I have come to understand better some parts of Jgy's character, which have made me more forgiving towards some of his actions. Emphasis on some. Like you said, he and Dazai share the same annoying/frustrating traits, like the fact that they're lying liars 😊

I do appreciate Jgy as a character much more than I do Dazai though, that is correct, and I guess it's because of their narrative roles. Jgy has a very solid and interesting position in mdzs – in a world where social standing is such an important part of the story, the genius, bastard son of one of the wealthiest clans is constantly kicked down (lol couldn't resist), because the system has decided he doesn't deserve the same power as his half-brother, simply because of his birth situation.

And the narrative stays true to it! Time and time again, he is shut down, even when he goes to Lanling with Nie Mingjue's recommendation letter, even when he kills Wen Ruohen, even when he is married to secure his status, fate has fucked him over. It's like trying to watch Icarus reach the sun because he feels he is entitled to it.

Plus, I'm a huge Nieyao fan XD in a "they could have totally gotten married and lived happily ever after, but nooo; some of us have daddy issues *glares at jgy*"

So, this is the reason my posts have stopped being so antagonistic to Jgy, as I like to live in a delusional world where they've reincarnated in the modern world, jgy has some morals, and 3zun is happy 😇

Now, Dazai, on the other hand, I simply can't stand him. Nothing about his story or personality makes me go even as far as "yes, and?" I don't care for him as a character (though I get how he is appealing to people). I don't understand his actions 90% of the time. Plus, his actions are also frustrating and make me mad.

Like when Chuuya used corruption and he was like, "take me back at the place," and Dazai just left his ass there. "Oh, but that's their dynamic," yes, well, it annoys me. Plus, his whole thing with Akutagawa drives me up a wall because how dare you??? Motherfucker??? His first words to Akutagawa after 4 years live in my head rent-free because you could have shown that you became a better person, but nope. Still a dick. "Oh, he did that to set up the rivalry with Atsushi," you know how Beast Dazai did that? Set them up on a date. Boom. Take notes.

I also personally think Dazai either doesn't get Akutagawa fr, or he simply doesn't care to do so because Akutagawa flourishes with encouragement, it's actually sort of insane to see. Anyways. Went on a tangent there.

So yeah, Dazai is annoying, his personality sucks, he's a manipulative bastard, and he is mean to my baby :(

#the untamed #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #jin guangyao #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #ask #thoughts and feelings

[robininthelabyrinth]

survival (of a sort) - extra snippet - ao3

Wen Ruohan was not a man much given to self-reflection, let alone self-doubt.

On the contrary: the adjectives most often used to describe him had been ‘conceited’, ‘arrogant’, and – when the speaker was especially brave – ‘tyrannical’. From his youth to his adulthood, he had scarcely known a single moment of hesitation, never questioning that he was better than others, more worthy, more deserving. His vanity had known no bounds; he had seen himself as the sun in the sky, and he had never encountered anything that would cause him to question that assumption.

Right up until he had, of course.

There was something rather illuminating about being trapped in a lightless prison for years on end, robbed of sight and sound and company and even the ability to create, left crippled and as good as dead. He would have been dead, if it hadn’t been for Lao Nie’s particular madness about him. Certainly very few of the mad Sect Leader Nie’s other victims lasted very long once he’d fixed his anger on them.

It was a little ironic, actually. When he’d broken Lao Nie’s saber, Wen Ruohan had been lashing out in hurt, feeling that Lao Nie did not care for him as much as he cared for him; he had felt ignored, overlooked, taken for granted. He’d felt as though Lao Nie treated him with the same careless disregard as he treated everyone else, and it had burned at him, clawed at him, angered him past the point of reason. It was only after Lao Nie had gone mad that he finally learned the depths of Lao Nie’s affection – measured now, thanks to the qi deviation, by the equivalent depths of his hatred.

Wen Ruohan hadn’t wanted to lose Lao Nie, and it turned out that Lao Nie hadn’t wanted to lose Wen Ruohan either. And he hadn’t hesitated in ensuring that he wouldn’t: he had bound Wen Ruohan’s cultivation, imprisoned him in the deepest pit in the Unclean Realm, and cut off both his hands to boot, knowing that Wen Ruohan’s genius with arrays would otherwise let him find a way out as soon as he has the smallest possible opportunity.

If it hadn’t been for Nie Mingjue following in his father’s footsteps and finding him, Wen Ruohan would likely have lived out the rest of his life and then died in there. If it hadn’t been for Nie Huaisang’s (grossly underestimated) skill in painting an adequate depiction based on words alone, they might have all died there, victims of Lao Nie’s paranoia and blind reckless hatred. As it was, they’d cut it rather close…

The array had worked as intended, at least.

It had been, to be frank, a terrible idea. It had been a terrible idea when he’d mentioned it to Nie Mingjue, a terrible idea when Nie Mingjue had agreed to it, and an even more terrible idea when Nie Huaisang, tongue stuck out to the side in concentration, had painted it on the floor in front of the prison as a trap meant for Lao Nie. Wen Ruohan was not actually especially good at making traps, which were the specialization of lower-level cultivators whose primary purposes was the night-hunt – his focus had instead been on arrays that would make him stronger, bringing him closer to perfection, closer to divinity. But if you thought about it a certain way, divinity, too, was a way out…

Wen Ruohan hoped Lao Nie was happier now.

No – he was sure of it. Certainly the man could not be suffering any more than he already had been.

He was…less sure, when it came to himself.

Nie Mingjue had taken the throne of the Nie sect at once, as was only proper, and with it had assumed unquestionable control of nearly the entire cultivation world. Of the sects that had been conquered by Lao Nie, there was no one willing to risk finding out if Nie Mingjue, heir to Lao Nie and genius of the same cultivation style, was any less fearsome than his father had been, and the rest of the world was no more eager to discover that. The Jin had rushed to surrender as soon as they understood that doing so would no longer involve the execution of the entire family, as it would have under Lao Nie; thankfully Jin Guangshan was long dead, and there was no fear of them trying anything stupid. As it was, they would need years to repay the debts they’d acquired and rebuild their diminished treasury. The Jiang had kept their heads down, as they had these since the great massacre there, and the Lan had sent feelers out from their seclusion, hoping to revive old alliances now that it was safe to do so.

Old alliances, new fealty…

Nie Mingjue was a young man, not even at the prime of his life. His cultivation was powerful, and his face and body were handsome, particularly when he was wearing clothing that hid the scars. He held the world in one hand, and the sky with the other.

He had, to be frank, better options for dao companions than Wen Ruohan.

Wen Ruohan had never doubted himself before, but he found himself doing so now. He was no longer the powerful and terrifying man he had once been, rich and handsome, capable and influential. His cultivation had been damaged by his time in prison, and he found himself weaker not only in pure power but in ability to recover or improve in the future. His looks, of which he had always been quite proud, had suffered as well; his body was skin and bones, his hair shot through now with fine strands of silver, and even if you overlooked all the rest, there was always the matter of his missing hands, chopped off into unsightly stumps. And with his hands had gone the abilities of which he had been most proud…

Nie Mingjue had gotten him prosthetics, beautiful things made of jade, jointed like the bodies of dolls and carved with arrays to make them move through the manipulation of spiritual energy – to be specific, he’d commissioned Nie Huaisang to find someone who could build such a thing, and Nie Huaisang had dug up an enterprising young man in Yiling called Wei Wuxian, who had been more than happy to take on the job. His arrays were exceedingly clever, and Wen Ruohan had picked up something of a correspondence with him, a secretary taking dictation for him; the next set of hands were already under construction, and they both had every confidence that these would be much better. The present ones were too rough and too awkward, jerky and uncoordinated no matter how much precision he used in moving spiritual energy through them; they could pick things up, if he needed to, but could barely draw a straight line…Nie Huaisang had joked that they resembled Nie Mingjue’s own attempts at painting, and while it had been momentarily funny, it had pricked at Wen Ruohan’s heart in ways he could scarcely give word to. He had once been a very fine painter, better even than Nie Huaisang; to be reduced to the level of a Nie Mingjue was to fall very low indeed.

He didn’t even have a sect any longer.

His sons were dead; his closest kinsmen massacred; his generals long gone.

Those with his surname that had survived Lao Nie’s wrath had scattered into the dust, returning to their original surnames if they’d changed them, changing them to others if they’d been born with them. The largest group of them were currently surnamed Wei, after Wei Changze, Wei Wuxian’s father – finding that out had almost been enough to make Wen Ruohan stop writing to him. Not that there was anything wrong with Wei Changze himself, nor his wife Cangse Sanren; they had been very polite to him, respectful, and they had saved the lives of his family. Though none of them would admit it, including him, Wen Ruohan had recognized his own grandson in Wei Wuxian’s foster son, meaning that his line would continue and that was not nothing. All things considered, his remaining family had done relatively well for themselves.

He hadn’t been invited to join them.

Wen Ruohan had understood. He was rather infamous, everyone knowing that it was his actions that had caused Lao Nie’s actions, and his former family had no doubt been wary of inviting a snake into their midst; certainly he didn’t have anything to recommend him any longer, having lost everything that had once made him capable of being their sect leader. He knew the calculations they made in their hearts. He’d understood.

Nie Mingjue had taken rather more offense, the slight having pricked at his notions of fairness.

“Fine,” he’d said crisply when his suggestion that Wen Ruohan go for a brief visit to Yiling had been met with refusal – couched in polite words, but a refusal nonetheless. “So be it. They don’t want to be tied to a sinking anchor, so too will they avoid being lifted by the rising tide. When we tally up the strength of the various clans in the cultivation world, Yiling Wei is to be counted among the small sects, and recognized as no kin of mine.”

That had made a few of Wen Ruohan’s cousins blanch, abruptly regretful, although Wei Changze and Cangse Sanren had remained peacefully indifferent; they’d been rogue cultivators to start with, and had no interest in running a Great Sect, even if they’d generously shared their surname for wider use. Now that the threat was gone, they used Yiling as a home base more than anything else, and even their son Wei Wuxian seemed more likely to marry into the Lan than to remain in the Burial Mounds.

Wen Ruohan had been amused by that.

He was less amused when one of his cousins tentatively offered up his daughter, Wei Qing, to act as Nie Mingjue’s concubine, so as to bear him the heirs that Wen Ruohan could not, while coming as close as possible to having the same bloodline. The suggestion had offended Wen Ruohan on multiple levels, not least of which was that he had personally picked Wen Qing to be brought back to the Nightless City on account of her promising talent as a doctor – her being sent off to be a concubine would be a grotesque waste. Luckily, Nie Mingjue had agreed, and had instead insisted on her setting up a hospital instead, to treat all those who’d suffered under his father’s rule, and so that matter was settled.

Still, Wen Ruohan had to admit that in some ways, his cousins…had something of a point.

He certainly couldn’t bear Nie Mingjue any children. Without power, without ability, without looks, without even youth, what exactly was he bringing to the table?

“Stupidity?” Nie Huaisang suggested, and Wen Ruohan gave him a dirty look, though to no avail. He was irritatingly immune to Wen Ruohan’s glares. It was unclear whether this was an innate trait or something he’d developed after Wen Ruohan had accepted him as a pupil in the art of creating talismans and arrays – it had resulted in, in Nie Huaisang’s words, the first time Wei Wuxian had ever envied him for anything, a very novel experience, and worthwhile even if it did mean he had to practice painting arrays every single day, or at least every couple of days. He was the most intolerably lazy cultivator Wen Ruohan had ever met. “No, really. What makes you think that da-ge measures worth with standards like that?”

Wen Ruohan rolled his eyes. “He’s the head of a sect now. There are some considerations that are universal.”

“Not for da-ge.”

“Ridiculous.”

“Not so.” Nie Huaisang shrugged. “Just wait. You’ll see.”

“Wait for what? To ascend to the heavens?” Wen Ruohan asked sarcastically, bemused and trying to hide it. “Are we waiting for a family reunion?”

“For da-ge to prove his sincerity to you. He’s not easily moved.”

Wen Ruohan opened his mouth to say ‘ridiculous’ once more, and maybe to use his too-rough jade hands to pinch Nie Huaisang by the ears and give him a shake, only he found someone else’s hands snaking around his waist and pulling him into an embrace.

Nie Mingjue put his chin on Wen Ruohan’s shoulder. “Why am I proving my sincerity?” he asked, his voice a little warm. “Did I do something wrong somewhere? Do I need to grovel and make amends?”

Nie Huaisang laughed, and Wen Ruohan rolled his eyes again.

“You have indeed done wrong, da-ge,” Nie Huaisang said. “My poor shifu has been your dao companion for several months, and you still haven’t married him – it’s only natural that he’d be cross with you.”

Wen Ruohan choked. What?

“Absolutely not,” he said firmly. “Absolutely not.”

“Ugh, fine. Shifu, you’re so mean. Rob me of the chance to plan out a grandiose wedding, why don’t you…”

“Get married yourself, you brat! Leave me out of it!”

“Aren’t you planning on taking Wei Wuxian as a second disciple?” Nie Mingjue asked Wen Ruohan, who inclined his head in agreement. “Well, do that first, and then Huaisang can plan out his wedding instead. It’ll be a good excuse to bring the Lan sect out of seclusion and back into the world for good.”

“Not to mention a good excuse to show the world that they’re part of the family,” Nie Huaisang said, nodding. “An old alliance is all well and good, but after everything that happened with a-die, being family is still better.”

Nie Mingjue nodded in agreement, serious as ever.

Wen Ruohan –

Well, he smiled.

#mdzs #wen ruohan #nie mingjue #nie huaisang #wei wuxian #my fic #my fics #someone made a specific suggestion for a continuation #and my hobby of having good endings kicked in #oh well