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» Age: 22 » Species: Human Cultivator » A5 Card: Open » Seeking: Allies and those with interesting martial powers to spar with. » Preferences: N/A » Interests: Saber cultivation. Military strategy. » Bio: Sect leader of the Qinghe Nie and one of the primary generals of the Sunshot campaign. Thrust into leadership young, he has had very little life outside of that for the past three years. His seize-the-day approach applies to everything and everyone, particularly when there are mutual sparks. He especially loves to get worked up and worked out.

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NIE MINGJUE

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[baxiasprice]

Whatever emotions that Mingjue is having at this moment, he wants to deal with none of them. They fill his ribcage and make his reality rock unsteadily on its feet, though not nearly in the same way that dragging ashore on the island had.

"Xichen," is all he says, followed by a soft, "I know."

He leans his head against A-Yao's hair as Xichen comes over, then kisses Xichen back with fervor, meeting him as deeply as he's being met. He squeezes A-Yao as he does so, just a little, and when he and Xichen break apart, kisses A-Yao in his turn.

It's all a little dizzying. Unless that's hunger.

Resettling himself sans A-Yao and with an acknowledging tilt at both of them, he surveys the spread of breakfast in front of them. To A-Yao: "Yes, fish, anything. I'm starving."

And after a moment, he adds, "Untainted?"

[unimpeachable]

Xichen finally takes a seat at the table before removing the dishes intended for him from the tray, gaze never quite focusing on his food for just wanting to watch the other two. Acceptance to this change isn't coming easily nor is shedding the grief he'd kept locked inside but he is trying.

Trying to be happy so neither of them worry too much. Not that he's not happy, but the unreality of the situation has him concerned to a degree that he's going to blink and be back home with Wangji. Who needs his help, to some degree but...

Xichen cuts the thought off, his gaze shifting to Mingjue. "Yes, the uh...food we're given by those walking statue things, it's apparently meant to make engaging in...activities more appealing to people here."

[taintedpeony]

“Mhm, it’s unavoidable that at least some things are laced with aphrodisiac. It isn’t as if I was able to make many of the sauces from scratch but apparently if you trade a square, you can have untainted food.

It’s stupid but I suppose anything to really add to the Eros energy they need us to generate. I was thinking that after Koi tower, I want to use a square to expand Master Xiao’s farm so that the unclean realm can make further steps towards self sufficiency.”

He began by serving Mingjue his bowl, topping it off with a heaping portion of steamed fish and a handful of green onions. He then grabbed his own portion and added a bit of hot oil on top, beginning to eat. The food was thankfully still hot.

“Er-ge there is some tofu in that bowl if you want a little bit. Apparently they do a lot of interesting things with it here to mimic various dishes. I would love to learn different styles of cuisine that would stick to your diet. “ He wanted to spoil and nourish these men that he felt so deeply for.

[baxiasprice]

His question answered, Mingjue regrets for a moment even asking. He covers his eyes with his hand. Still, better to know than not.

"So the entire time I've been eating here I've been..." he asks them both, even though he knows the answer. He has never in his life been as randy for a long as he has since he's arrived. It puts a few things in perspective, especially how willing he's been to take the opportunities presented to him. "And everyone here has also."

There's a sharp bite of anger in that observation. Not at his lovers, though, and he removes his hand to look at both and wave away the comment—though if he knew him for longer than he knew himself, surely they'd know about this part of him as well.

He accepts the bowl and utensils from A-Yao readily enough anyway. "Even this, then?" he asks, even as he shoves a heap of it into his mouth. Once he swallows, he adds, "I'll help. With the securing of land. If I'm going to fuck, I'd like it to be because I'm inclined to."

And then he puts himself to work clearing out his bowl.

[unimpeachable]

"It was a little obvious with how I..." Xichen clears his throat, his gaze drifting to his own bowl. "Not that it wasn't my choice but I do know that it did....help things along to some degree." Because he never would have been as bold as he had with the two of them under other circumstances.

"But if we can use squares to get safe food, that does seem the best course. And until then, we can also practice inedia if necessary, but as long as we're aware of it, we can take steps." Xichen does take some of the tofu though, beginning to eat slowly.

"It's very good, A-Yao, thank you for cooking."

[taintedpeony]

"You're always welcome. You know how much I love to fuss." Guangyao flushes softly. "I agree, I wanted to with the both of you at various times in my life. I think the aphrodisiacs just helped me act on those impulses, that were there already. I doubt I ever would have dared to if we were back home."

He ate thoughtfully, pouring a bit more hot oil into his congee and helping himself to some more greens. It was nice to have a bit of Yunping when he wanted it.

"Not everything... The fish was brought in by Master Xiao. The vegetables I collected are from the greenhouse. There is also the wild game that we can hunt as well, boar and poultry. I know there are workarounds and we can plan to achieve it as we fill squares.

I would say maybe about forty percent of this meal? The rice and the sauces were from the robots. Anything from them can be counted as tainted. Just be careful with that and it should be okay."

[baxiasprice]

"Yes, A-Yao, thank you. It's good," Mingjue tells him to make sure he knows, echoing Xichen once he's reminded of his manners. He's eating steadily, finally taking the edge off his hunger. "And I can do the hunting. The butchering"—and there's a wry curl to that word—"too, but even at so much of the meals, I'd rather just eat than practice inedia. It's not—"

He cuts himself off and frowns into his bowl, jaw flexing as he stews over both of their revelations. That both Xichen and A-Yao had been bolder than they would have been otherwise. Not forced but...uninhibited. He thinks he's the same, though with how he is with A-Yao he's not entirely sure, and that bothers him.

When he looks up again, he tells them baldly, "I wouldn't have touched either of you at home." Period. End of. "Both of you know why." Or he thinks they do, at least. His expression is conflicted as he looks between them. "And I want to now. So—"

And here he falters, because he doesn't have a conclusion to reach. Not one that he can articulate. He makes a frustrated little noise and glowers at the Highly Suspicious Rice once more.

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Xichen's quiet as he speaks and for a few moments after before setting his own utensils down to respond, his voice quiet. "I know, Mingjue." That he wouldn't have acted on his desires, even if he'd acknowledged him and Xichen knows he'd have made the same choice, to a degree.

But if either had made the first move, resisting them would have been just as difficult."I can't say I wouldn't have responded the same way at home, given the opportunity, but I don't..." He trails off, clears his throat and looks down at his food.

"And if we're being honest, I don't think I could have accepted A-Yao after his wedding. I likely shouldn't have here because of it, but it doesn't change the fact I gave in and I wanted it." Had craved it in a way he'd never expected. "Exposure may make it easier to resist as time passes though."

(cw suicide mention)

[taintedpeony]

"We do, Da-ge." Nie Mingjue could never have done anything outside of the war and then his deviations got worse and worse. He reached out, putting his chopsticks down, and squeezed a broad hand.

"I would never do anything to mar your reputations. Being sworn to me is marring enough with my background. I would never dare to. Society would never accept it, us being in a cut-sleeve relationship on top of it." there was sadness on his face at the mention of the wedding. The wedding that he had wanted so badly with a woman who had loved him so much. One more thing his lecherous father ruined for him.

And thinking about A-Su... Thinking about her made the guilt twist deep in his belly. My curse was ever meeting you! She had screamed at him. He was a walking curse it seemed.

"Er-ge... Don't feel guilty.

I have no more obligations to A-Su, anymore...She...passed before I came here. I am a widower." Was it really only a week before he got here? It must have been a month and two weeks since she passed.

It was his fault she died. He was dead himself soon after. What fuck even happened in the time between?

[baxiasprice]

Xichen's 'I know' earns him a flicker of a smile as Mingjue sets down his bowl and he squeezes A-Yao's hand, willing enough to accept the reassurance. His attention snaps to A-Yao at Xichen's confession, however, because this very much new information. He thinks. It's been kind of a wild few days.

"My condolences," are all Mingjue can manage. Nearly twenty years time is more than enough for someone to have gotten and lost a wife. He is not surprised that out of the three of them, A-Yao would have found one. But he really should have known better. "I didn't even ask, before I— Hell, I didn't think of it."

And he turns his concerned gaze on Xichen.

[unimpeachable]

"...They married after the war, after...the siege of the burial mounds and..." Xichen goes quiet for a moment, folds his hands into his lap. "There are things we should probably tell you, just so you have a better understanding of what things are like at the times we're from." But first.

"I'm sorry, A-Yao, I know how devoted to her you were." His fingers find A-Yao's, squeeze them before he takes a breath, turns back to Mingjue. "...How much are you comfortable knowing about what will come to pass?"

[taintedpeony]

He gave one more squeeze to his large hand. "Thank you Da-ge that is very kind of you and Thank you Er-ge. I...Qin Su was a good and kind woman who had deserved much better." in all truth he hadn't really processed the reality of that, of her loss, her hatred at the end. It was wrapped around a thousand other things that made him feel so guilty.

He took another bite of food and tried to take a sip of tea to focus on the conversation at hand.

"I do think that is a good idea. To understand what you are comfortable in knowing. I expect we will all have much to talk about today."

[baxiasprice]

Brows furrowed, he nods. There is a lot here he just does not understand, between the two of them, and with A-Yao. The differences in the places in their lives they were drawn from is too great. The context...

"I need the relevant context," is what Mingjue finally says. "Things that relate to here and now and what we are doing between the three of us. Everything else can come later, over time. The war ended and there was a second one. Why, when you said we won? You, A-Yao, married and became sect leader. Xichen watched me die. I need..."

He huffed.

"Context. So I know what you're talking about. So I know what not to talk about."

[unimpeachable]

Xichen exhales a slow breath, eyes closing for a moment before he starts to talk, quietly, choosing his words as carefully as he can. "There were...survivors from the Wen Sect. Wen Qing, her brother, and others who weren't really cultivators. They gained the protection of Wei Wuxian who in the process broke with the Jiang sect and took them to the Yiling burial mounds. He was..." Xichen pauses, rubs a hand over his face.

"He'd taken to demonic cultivation practices and was no longer following the proper path, but as long as they were left alone, things were more or less calm. Jin Zixuan and Jiang Yanli wed and had a son and invited Wei Wuxian to his one month celebration. There was an altercation and Jin Zixuan and several others including Jin Zixun were killed by Wen Ning on the Qiongqi path which led to the deaths of Wen Qing, Wen Ning and the eventual siege of the burial mounds.

Wangji...protected Wei Wuxian and fought members of our own sect, injuring many before he was subdued. Wei Wuxian died there." Fingers curl in the fabric of his robes before he continues. "Wangji was punished with the disicipline for the damage he'd done and has been in seclusion ever since. He's only recently been able to move as freely as he did before all of this."

[taintedpeony]

He closed his eyes, being able to recall the memories as if they were from yesterday. It was years ago. He had a hand in so much of it. His father wanted what We Wuxian had. He was going to tell them that truth. what was the point in hiding and lying for a man that only had his pain in mind?

"I'm going to add a few amendments here, Er-re you don't know some of this, because they were Jin sect secrets. But I want you to both to know them since it ties in with events later." He took a deep breath.

"After the war, my father had wanted the Stygian tiger seal that Wei Wuxian had. This weapon had allowed us to help win the war against the Wens.

Many of the Jin actions were in service to this objective. I'm sorry Er-ge, Wei Wuxian was astute in his observation during the flower banquet. Father was furious. It was true that he was performing demonic cultivation. And he had resurrected Wen Ning as a fierce corpse that he could control after freeing the Wens from the labor camps.

Jin Zixun had a hundred holes curse put on him and had thought that Wei Wuxian had caused it they had fought earlier. I... had sent my half brother to help the situation. Madame Jiang was adamant about wanting Wei Wuxian for the ceremony and I thought that perhaps if anyone, he could bring the man under Jin Control.

...I shouldn't have told him about it. They both ended up dead. Jin Zixuan was kind to me, probably the only person asides from my sister-in-law who acknowledged me as a person in Koi Tower. He demanded the heads of Wen Ning and Wen Qing, there was an incident that caused Wen Ning to go mad, killing a few cultivators. We burned Wen Qing, and my father had Wen Ning imprisoned. After that, my father used my brother and my cousin's death to rally in Nightless city.

During this event, Wei Wuxian confronted the cultivators who were there and it led to a battle. During this time a grief-stricken Madame Jiang made her way to the battlefield and was killed in the crossfire, she died trying to save her martial brother.

Then there was the siege at the burial mounds, where Wei Wuxian finally perished. Qin Su and I were wed after the siege. I had saved her on the battlefield at Langya during the war. She was determined to marry me despite my background. An alliance between the Jin and Qin was a good one.

After some time, my father had died, his proclivities..." well he killed him in an ironic way but he wasn't ready, not yet. He will tell them but let them get settled first. "In such a shameful way. Jiang Cheng and I took over custody of Zixuan's child Jin Ling, courtesy name Jin Rulan. My stepmother was in no condition to care for him.

The elders had decided that I was the one most fit to be the sect leader, at least until A-Ling came of age. I was doing most of the running of the sect by that point anyway. He was named my sect heir. The cultivation world had also named me the chief cultivator. A title that had more headaches involved than anything else. really. My father was the one pushing for it and when he died the responsibility fell on me."

[baxiasprice]

"So...a mess," Mingjue concludes at the end of both their tales and reaches out for Xichen. He knows how much Xichen loves Wangji. He murmured a quiet, "I'm sorry, Xichen."

Beyond that, though: "What you you both are saying is that demonic cultivation won us Sunshot and killed just about all the Jin and Jiang of our generation afterward."

Hrm. The knowledge that future-him would have had to lean so much on spies and unorthodoxy simply to defeat what should be defeated sat poorly beneath his ribs. He couldn't say he cared much for the repercussions, even if neither the Jin nor the Jiang had much to do with him beyond being other great sects.

"Well, fuck."

[taintedpeony]

He looks up at Xichen and gave him a soft look.

"Xichen, Don't worry so much. Wangji will be okay. I'm from a time after you and I can promise you that he will be okay. You see him through it."

He shook his head, sadly.

"Basically.

Yes.

There were so few of our generation who made it out alive. Huaisang, both Lans, and Jiang Cheng for the most part. These wars took everything and what that didn't, stupid sect politics and infighting took the rest."

[unimpeachable]

"But the next generation won't have to fight like we have." Xichen adds after a moment, reaching to curl fingers around both Mingjue's and Guangyao's wrists, fingers stroking over the ribbon.

"And that's honestly the best we can hope for. Even Sect Leader Jin at his worst wasn't like Wen Ruohan."

[baxiasprice]

"We fought a war, but even with that. So few survivors," Mingjue says, letting his fingers curl around Xichen's wrist.

He looks between the two of them, contemplative, at their older bearings. He's the youngest and even knowing all of this, knowing what is, essentially, his future, his only conclusion is: "Well, can't do anything about it from here."

And with that, he shrugs. "So what does that mean for us?" He gestures between the three of them. "I don't think any of what both of you know is something we need to act on, is it?"

[taintedpeony]

"No. The next generation won't.

Er-ge this is going to sound very unfilial but I am going to say it, only because it's the two of you here.

He was just as bad. At least Wen Ruohan was not afraid to get his hands dirty, he was an ego-centric maniac who caused great harm, however, Jin Guangshan forced others to do things for him caused great harm as well only not as openly."

Him. He was forced to commit all kinds of evil acts for him.

But he won't divulge that quite yet.

"As for the things we need to act on.

Da-ge, I have taken the liberty to speak with the caretaker here, Master Shen Qingqiu. He is a Master who has cultivated to near immortality, and he has apparently handled Qi deviations before with success. I've notified Huaisang already and I think it is important for you to see him as early as we can. At least get you introduced and see if he can help.

I don't want to see you hurt again.

Secondly, we should figure out what we want out of this relationship. What our parameters are so we don't accidentally hurt each other by stepping on bounds. While I love you both, the nature of this place would make being physically faithful to only the two of you, difficult.

I don;t know if there are other things you two would like to talk about as well? This is all quite new to me."

[baxiasprice]

"And here I thought Jin Guangshan was just an asshole," he says somewhat drily. "Though with how he catered to Wen Ruohan even during the war, I can't say I'm surprised."

He tilts head head at the mention of speaking to this Master Shen about his qi deviations. Dubious, he replies, "Qi deviations re part of the price paid for our strength in cultivating sabers, but if you'd like, I'll meet with him. It will be interesting to speak with a near-immortal, if nothing else."

And then he brushes that topic away as if it were of no more consequence than his complaints about the Jin Sect Leader.

Because he's more interested in the last topic, the concrete one. Though being told A-Yao loves him (?!) makes him pause before he finally speaks. And also clear his throat and give Xichen a bit of a wide-eyed look. "Since I, we, have only been here a little, I defer to you, A-Yao. If you say it's difficult..."

He considered. "Since I've never thought about having this at all, I'm inclined to want to focus on it, if I can. Not sure what that means for us, but."

[unimpeachable]

While he's not surprised by the comments regarding Jin Guangshan, his response is to tightens his hand around Guangyao's. "I was aware he was very interested in control and perhaps we should have made different choices as the war ended, but with all the other sects having much younger leadership and not being as interested in ruling..." Xichen trailed off, sighed softly.

"As for what's expected here, I..." Xichen's eyes close for a moment. "I will not expect anything from the two of you in that regard. My own choices though will be guided by my desire to at least hold true to my own sect's regulations and beliefs. I don't know how possible that will be, but..it's all I know to do."

[taintedpeony]

"I know he was at the greatest advantage. Age-wise and politics-wise. The Lan and Jiang needed the money to rebuild as well..." his finger squeezing back softly at the touch.

"I understand Er-ge. We respect that and will do whatever we can to help support it as well."

He blushes deeply but sex was something that they needed to talk about.

"I have told you this before and this is pretty embarrassing but I want to paint a picture of what things can be like here.

My first week here, I slept with an acquaintance Master Xiao Xingchen because our bodies switched. Well, I suppose I slept with myself, physically I was just in this other person's body.

And then I was bought by Xue Yang, who had thought he was being helpful by adopting me while I was being sold in a marketplace, I had fox ears and a tail, and the only way to get rid of it was to have sex. I was taken to his sex shop and he bent me in half, with my feet by my head, and took me. At least I got this vibrating phallus out of the encounter and while not terrible, it was a lot.

Da-ge this man may try to fuck you if he encounters you, please be wary.

My third encounter was with a new friend, a woman and we are helping each other fill squares. We talked a lot before hand and negotiated what square to fill and how to do it before we started. I may have to meet her and help her occasionally. It was good, and neither of us was uncomfortable.

So far as much as I gather, sex sometimes is best when there is negotiation. When we know what the other person likes or what is hard for them.

For me, I don't like anything wrapping around my neck. Breathplay would be impossible for me. Also, my right shoulder is a bit sensitive so I need to have a pillow under it to help support my back."

[baxiasprice]

"We'll help if we can, Xichen," Mingjue reassured him on the heels of A-Yao's own reassurances. Lans were, well, Lans and Xichen was one of the best of them. With a touch of a growl to his words, he added, "Anything you need, even if I have to fight the island itself."

He gestures at A-Yao, "Because your words?" He narrows his eyes. "That's why I don't trust this island. Or whoever the hell is Xue Yang is. But..."

Taking a fortifying breath, he squares his shoulders, looks at each of them in turn, and forges ahead. "But negotiating to make this work or make it good? Despite the damn island? I can do that." He flexes his jaw. "So. I don't know what I like and don't, so I can't tell you. I don't mind, though..."

Faltering, he tries to figure out how to say what he wants to say without sounding too crass. He gives up a moment later because he just wants to make sure they know. "I don't mind if you do fuck other people. Even you, Xichen, even if we were in our own world I'd want you both all to myself. For here? I just want you both to let me protect you when I can. If you can let me do that, I can weather anything else."

[unimpeachable]

"I know you both will. I trust both of you and I've already taken steps to make my feelings clear to both of you." His gaze drops to Mingjue's wrist for a moment before shifting to Guangyao. "And I don't find fault in either of you doing what makes sense with whoever crosses your paths. It's the nature of this place after all." That said though, Xichen exhales a breath.

"But I will do my best to keep myself to what we've already arranged. If I find someone else, it will require more effort for me to be comfortable with the idea of sharing their bed in any fashion."