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satonthelotuspier · 1 year

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I just wanted to talk a little about these three dumbasses, and what a complete disaster trio they're displayed as during the Cloud Recesses days, and how it's meant to act as a foil for the people there were shortly to become.

We all know the shenanigans they got up to, and the shortcomings of them all; the untamed genius, the emotionally stunted heir, the lazy fop; and despite this you're looking at the people who achieved the greatest feats of their generation.

One resurrected a sect from near-decimation to become one of the most powerful in the land in a single decade, one brought into being an entirely new type of cultivation that arguably won the Sunshot Campaign against the Wens, and the other schemed and achieved a stunningly elaborate revenge plot against the most powerful man in the cultivational world.

And every single one of them did it in total isolation. Strong, silent, and alone.

And what a foil for the venerated triad these stupid little boys are meant to be.

Three war heroes from the three most powerful sects of the time, the hope of a generation. Three men who couldn't change, couldn't bend, couldn't adapt themselves, and who ended in tragedy, ripped apart by their own sworn brotherhood.

And these three boys who started from tragedy, shouldered the burdens left to them and did what needed doing, entirely by themselves.

Did any of them grow as people? Absolutely not, MDZS is most definitely not a story about personal growth; its a story about war and politics, power and corruption, and people doing what they thought needed to be done, and all the reasons that might be so: personal codes (Wei Wuxian), duty and responsibility (Jiang Cheng) and revenge (Nie Huaisang).

Ironically those are motivating factors we see reflected in the 3zun too, but with very different outcomes.

Although that only stands to the end of the book, who knows what would happen in the future?

Was Wei Wuxian happy by the end of the book? Short term? Yes, Wangxian got the riding off into the sunset, but Wei Wuxian's trauma has trauma, and trauma doesn't just vanish for a happily ever after.

Nie Huaisang? Revenge is sweet, but after devoting yourself to that kind of darkness for so many years, after isolating yourself and eating, breathing, sleeping your revenge, what can possibly come next in life?

Jiang Cheng? Destroyed by the core reveal and struggling with the knowledge that he's in Wei Wuxian's debt, and shadow, once again. What did his own sacrifice mean if it just caused Wei Wuxian suffering in a different way? It would be no surprise if Jiang Cheng is feeling an immense amount of guilt, like he is the reason Wei Wuxian suffered as he did, because of the core loss. All those old insecurities rising back to the surface. He couldn't even save his Shixiong in the end.

Obviously it really isn't that simple in reality, but those kinds of emotions don't really care about that. Guilt isn't always logical, and we know how much Jiang Cheng loves Wei Wuxian.

It's fair to say none of the three have an easy immediate post canon future coming up.

#jiang cheng #wei wuxian #nie huaisang #venerated triad #lan xichen #nie mingjue #jin guangyao #meta #cross posted from twitter

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ticklygiggles · 1 year

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Oh this looks like fun. For either pink or orange, can we have lee Lan Xichen and lers Nie Mingjue and Jin Guangyao? I'm in a 3zun mood.

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🧡 Orange: bondage/trapped tickling

3Zun - Lan XiChen x Nie MingJue x Jin GuangYao

A/N: aaaaaaaa love me some venerated triad tickles dndkfkff I hope you enjoy this!

Lan XiChen whimpered, shyly pulling at his bound arms above his head. He felt exposed, not only because he was, but also because what kept his arms tied to the wooden pillar was nothing more than his precious forehead ribbon.

His cheeks were hot and the corners of his lips trembled, trying to keep from smiling at the two men who were watching him from above with matching smirks.

Oh, how had he gotten into this?

... He knew it perfectly well.

Recently, Lan XiChen had discovered that Nie MingJue was ticklish and in the past few weeks, it had been his never-ending task to tickle him until the Sect Leader had tears of mirth in his eyes.

Many of those merciless attacks happened at Jin GuangYao's residence, and although there were times when Jin GuangYao joined him in wrecking Nie MingJue, (never missing a chance to mess up with his Da-ge), he usually chose to stay at bay.

Now Lan XiChen understood very well why. From the beginning, Jin GuangYao knew that all those little pranks would end up backfiring and a merciless revenge was simmering in Nie MingJue's heart. A punishment that Lan XiChen would suffer alone, clearly.

"You should be there too," Nie MingJue suddenly said, poking Jin GuangYao's ribs, "but I'll let it slide for now."

Jin GuangYao flinched away from the touch, but held back a squeak very well. "Oh come on, Da-ge," he said, only after he felt the bubbly feeling in his throat go away. "After all, this was my idea, wasn't it? Besides, I know all the most sensitive places in our Sect Leader Lan," he said and Lan XiChen felt the heat in his cheeks grow.

He was not lying. Jin GuangYao was the first one to properly introduce Lan XiChen into tickling. It had been an accident, just an innocent, playful poke to the side that had Lan XiChen jumping, gasping and immediately asking what was that sensation and Jin GuangYao having to show him exactly what it was.

Of course he knew all of Lan XiChen's sensitive spots, and that made him even more nervous.

"N-Now," Lan XiChen started, jolting when two pairs of eyes were back on him. "Are- Are you really going to do this? MingJue-Xiong, p-perhaps an apology will be enough?"

Nie MingJue arched an eyebrow and Jin GuangYao laughed behind his hand.

"Hmm, I don't think an apology will be enough, Er-ge."

"Oh, shush, A-Yao. You are a little traitor. I remember you were tickling MingJue-Xiong just as much as I- n-no! G-Gihive me one s-sehecond, I- ahahaha! Plehehease!"

Lan XiChen's laughter echoed through Jin GuangYao's private chambers at Koi Tower and both Sect Leaders flushed at the beautiful sound. Light and bubbly and warm, that was how they described it later on in little whispers when Lan XiChen was not in the room.

Nie MingJue had barely started, just pinching Lan XiChen's sides, perhaps a little too rough, making Lan XiChen groan softly.

"Softer, Da-ge," Jin GuangYao said with a soft laugh and he gentle pushed Nie MingJue's hands away so his could take their place.

"Gahahaha! N-Nohoho, A-Yahahao!" Now those giggles had turned a little more frantic and Lan XiChen trashed heavily. "Lihihisten!"

"You see?" Jin GuangYao asked, not listening to Lan XiChen and looking at Nie MingJue. "If you do it any harder, you'll hurt him."

Nie MingJue nodded and he tried again and Lan XiChen shrieked, giggling harder as now two pairs of hands tickled his sides with quick pinches and then scribbles and then thumbs sinking into his skin and massaging circles against the muscles of his lower sides.

He squirmed and kicked and tried to pull at his arms, but he didn't want to rip his ribbon, so his movements were limited.

"Hohohold ohohon!" He giggled, shrieking again when one hand moved to his tummy. "Nohoho! Plehehease!"

He reflexively raised his knees to protect his middle, but was surprised when he felt two hands grab each of his knees, pushing his legs back against the wooden floor and each of his lovers straddling one of his legs. However, his surprise grew even more when he felt hands latching to his thighs.

"N-No!" He gasped, trying to move his legs. "N-Not there, I- AHAHAHA!"

Lan XiChen tipped his head back with boisterous laughter as four hands squeezed his inner thighs. He tried to close his legs, but they were pinning him good.

"Er-ge's inner thighs are really ticklish, Da-ge," Jin GuangYao said over Lan XiChen's laughter. "He freaks out if you squeeze up his thigh, like this."

Lan XiChen nearly screeched when he felt Jin GuangYao's hands going up his thigh to that horrendous ticklish spot near his crotch and when the hand finally landed right there, his cackling became nearly hysterical.

Nie MingJue chuckled charmingly as he copied Jin GuangYao's technique, driving Lan XiChen up the wall.

"You go around life being this ticklish, XiChen?" He asked, teasing Lan XiChen as he saw him losing his mind. "That's dangerous, don't you think?"

Jim GuangYao chuckled too, "I think so as well, maybe we should tickle you until you stop being ticklish, Er-ge?"

Lan XiChen shook his head. "NAHAHA! I'll dihihie! Leheheave my thihihihghs alohohone!"

He heard Jin GuangYao and Nie MingJue chuckle before they finally stopped tickling his thighs to scribble all the way up to his ribs, towards his armpits. Lan XiChen widened his eyes, he shook his head and arched his back off the floor, trying too dislodge those evil fingers poking and clawing up his ribs.

"Nohoho! Plehehease, nohohot thehehere!"

Nie MingJue looked at Jin GuangYao curiously and Jin GuangYao chucked.

"Er-ge is the most ticklish under his arms, Da-ge," Jin GuangYao explained calmly, giggling as Lan XiChen's laughter grew desperate the higher his fingers went.

"MingJue-xiohohong, hahahave mehercy! I wihihill nohohot- AH!"

Lan XiChen's sentence was interrupted by a loud shriek, (for a moment he almost doubted that it was a sound that had come from him), when Nie MingJue's fingers moved into his armpits without warning. The sensation was so sudden than Lan XiChen could only gasp, whine and squeak, but as Nie MingJue wiggled his fingers against the sensitive spot over and over and over, it didn't take long for Lan XiChen to break into hysterical laughter.

"Oh, Da-ge. You're so mean," Jin GuangYao teased, his fingers clawing at Lan XiChen's ribs. "Do not do that~, it tickles our poor Sect Leader Lan a lot!"

Lan XiChen couldn't form coherent words as he laughed and laughed and laughed. Nie MingJue was merciless to his exposed armpits and he had to force himself to not lower his arms because his ribbon was in danger - and what would Lan Qiren say if he sees him coming back to the Cloud Recesses without a ribbon? He didn't even want to imagine!

But it was really hard to keep his arms still when Nie MingJue was picking up a rhythm between rapid scribbles and his thumbs digging right into the center of Lan XiChen's armpits, that were making him see stars.

The feeling was maddening. It didn't matter how many tickle fights he had with Jin GuangYao, it was always overwhelming how ticklish he really was.

"M-MingJue-xihohohong!" Lan XiChen laughed, tears of laughter clinging to his lashes. "M-My rihihibbohohon!"

"Hmm?" Nie MingJue hummed and only then seemed to noticed how hard Lan XiChen was trying to save his ribbon. He smirked. "Oh, don't worry, I'll help you out, XiChen," he said, faking a kind voice as he grasped Lan XiChen's wrists in one of his hands, pinning them above Lan XiChen's head.

Lan XiChen gasped and he pulled at his arms, but was imposible to move them now. What was worse, Nie MingJue kept tickling one of his armpits with his free hand.

"Oh, let me help too!" Jin GuangYao chirped and Lan XiChen squeaked out in protest when he felt his other armpit under attack once again.

Were they trying to kill him tickling his most sensitive spot like that?!

He kicked his legs and arched his back, laughing his head off. "PLEHEHEASE! Plehehease, I gihihive uhuhup!"

Nie MingJue chuckled, "Will you stop tickling me then?"

Despite everything, Lan XiChen shook his head no. "N-Nohohoho! You hahave a pretty smihihile! And I lihihike you're lahahaugh!"

"And he also likes being tickled!" Jin GuangYao said excitedly, poking at Lan XiChen's armpit repeatedly.

"LIHIHIHIES!" Lan XiChen squealed, feeling the blush spread all over his face, all the way to his ears, which he had only seen on WangJi before.

"Oh? You like this?" Nie MingJue asked to poor, hysterical Lan XiChen. He shook his head, lying. "I'm not sure why but I do believe you do like it."

No matter what he believed, either way, Lan XiChen couldn't do much more than laugh until his body was growing weak and he could barely squirm under their attack to his underarms.

He knew they wouldn't over do it, but he was reaching his limit and was a little worried until he heard Jin GuangYao over his hysterical laughter:

"Okay, Da-ge," he said gently, giving a final poke to Lan XiChen's armpit. "I think that is enough. We don't want him to start hating this, right?"

Nie MingJue chuckled and with a last scribble, he also stopped. "Yeah, you're right."

Lan XiChen barely noticed the movements around him: his forehead ribbon being untied from around his wrists and being tied properly in its place. Hands gently massaging his sore arms, making him giggle with anticipation as they neared his armpits but never tickled him there; two kisses pressed to his now covered forehead, a glass of water pressed to his lips and four hands helping him sit up.

"Are you alright, Er-ge?" Jin GuangYao asked, playfully bumping his arm against Lan XiChen's.

Lan XiChen nodded, a shy smile on his lips. "I am alright, thank you."

A comfortable silence fell upon them, happy smiles pulling at the corners of their mouths as they enjoyed each other presence, their hearts content for being able to be playful and forget about Clan Sect Leader responsibilities even for a little while.

"I think we should get A-Yao next," Lan XiChen suddenly said, looking for Nie MingJue's eyes.

Nie MingJue smirked and he nodded, "Yes, let's do it."

"W-What? N-No, please! I don't think- gahahAHAHA! NOHOHOT THEHERE!"

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