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[blueberryflutterby]

Hi everyone!! I just wished to inform you all that I have moved to @edensrose

A multifandom blog where I still write about mdzs <3

[blueberryflutterby]

I recently saw that my asks were turned off - they're on now 😭

A thank you to those who informed me!

[blueberryflutterby]

I'm literally a numbskull, I just realised I did the Yandere!NMJ in bullet-form and not my usual one-shot form like I did most of my yandere headcanons.

Whoever the asker was, if you would like me to do it in one-shot form please let me know!

[blueberryflutterby]

Thank you for the last Mingjue post! It was really lovely and made me smile! Could you perhaps do yandere!Mingue as well?

Aww, I’m glad you enjoyed it Anon! And of course I can~ 

MDZS Yandere Headcanons [NMJ]

•You were simply a disciple of the Qinghe Nie Sect, not even that high of rank. That didn't prevent you from catching the Sect Leader's eye. It was odd to him, women nor men interested him initially, so when you strolled on in, he found himself feeling something that he had deprived himself of by choosing his duties of the Sect first. He's never been in love before, but was this really what one would call that infamous four-letter word?

•Nie Mingjue is naturally intimidating, as most people know, so getting others to stay away from you was never a problem. At first, you didn't notice the lesser amount of people that associated with you, yet soon enough, it appeared as if all of them were avoiding you and that the man in question was growing closer.

•He would constantly request your presence and give you a task you were certain he would naturally ask one of the more higher-ups, or his assistant, yet you never objected. No one refused Sect Leader Nie. 

•As time went by you began to notice the sudden change in his behaviour, he was more controlling over you, trying to dictate whatever you did in the subtlest of manners. He disapproved of anyone who tried to ''interrupt'' your many talks. Unbeknownst to you that is was darker than just the occasional glare that you would catch him shooting to one of your fellow disciples. You were unaware of the true horrors that occurred out of your knowledge.

•Particular disciples began disappearing, few which you knew on a personal level, some of which you merely had a few conversations with. Before you know, the rumours began floating around that was a feral spirit within the Unclean Realm. A spirit? Surely, these highly trained and capable cultivators would have sensed it by now, right? Was what you tried to assure yourself with.

•It was only until a particular night in which you found yourself in Nie Mingjue's chambers, which he had expressed time and time again that you were more than welcome in if you needed anything, to inform him of the completion of your most recent task. It was then that you found out the truth. With wide eyes, you could all but stare in terror as the man who was known for his hatred of evil and wrongdoings, stood over a mangled, blood-ridden corpse. A fresh one. 

•Your heart stopped when his eyes snapped to meet yours, rust-coloured irises shrunk and clearly showing how far the man had fallen. Your scream was cut short by large, crimson-stained hands wrapping around your throat, coating your skin in the gruesome shade. 

•''Now, now, Y/N... Little Lièwù... Let's not use that pretty voice of yours to scream hmm? Not just yet...''

•His usual deep voice was frightening on its own but now that it shook with the obvious lack of sanity, you couldn't help but feel terrified. Especially when he leaned into your ear and confessed to everything. The disappearances, the sudden interest in you. He called it love, but you knew clearly what it truly was. An obsession. He was obsessed with you. 

•You pleaded with him to release you, tried to make him see that whatever he was experiencing was far from love and that he needed help. Unfortunately for you, this only angered him further. In an instant, your body collided with the wall, the back of your head taking quite the impact. His hands never relented and in fact, only tightened around your small throat. 

•''You can't breathe...? Well... You take my breath away... it's only fair I do the same...'' The unstable male leans down to you, cold lips brushing against your ear. Warm tears ran down your cheeks after his words rung through your canal.

''You're mine now.''

[blueberryflutterby]

I went on a small hiatus and come back to this—

I'm low-key ecstatic?? I didn't know this would happen, I'm going to try and write more 😭

~Your Blueberry 💎💙

[blueberryflutterby]

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I'm not sure if this is supposed to be a joke or not but I'm not laughing :/

[blueberryflutterby]

Thanks for answering my question ! I understand why you want to keep things the way they are. It makes it simpler. Anyways, bai bai~ - [^-^]

No problem Darling~💙💎

[blueberryflutterby]

Hello, how are you? I just have a small request. On any of your fiction, could you please mention which gender the reader is if it's a x reader? Even if there is no explicit gender. If you can, thank you! Regardless, have a nice day/ good night! Drink some water rn and make sure to at least have two meals a day ! - [^-^] (is it oki if i use this?)

Hi there anon!! Regarding your request, usually I prefer to keep the gender neutral unless the request states specifically what they want. It's simply easier because that means anyone can insert themselves in~ I really do hope you understand!! Thank you very much, I'll make sure to have a great day, hope you do too~💙💎

[blueberryflutterby]

Agonies Of The Heart

“Lan Wangji?”

The male gazed ahead of him into the abyss that lurked, swirled and practically cried out for him. Devastating thoughts clouding his judgement while his lips clamped into their usual narrow line.

A glacial spike darted from the very depths of his soul, piercing his heart ferociously.

What he’d give for another to be uttering his name in that moment. One could not comprehend the lengths he’d go to just to see that beaming smile again, to have it pierce the abyss that plagued him ever since that cataclysmic night.

Lan Zhan lost a part of himself when he lost him. He felt empty, an ache had filled him, one that never seemed to be assuaged.

It was a grief he’d never experienced before, shattering his very being. Gouging him out until he had practically became a shell of the person he had been. It caged him within his own mind and all he could do was succumb to the numbness, it hurt less.

“-ngji... Wangji!”

The ringing of his name pierced through the veil of inauspicious thoughts that threatened to engulf him.

Lan Xichen... His Gege. Sincerely, the older male had been one of the few people that had managed to push him onwards, not allowing him to wallow in his misery for too long.

After-all, that isn’t what he would have wanted, Wei Wuxian was many things, stubborn was one of them. If he were with him there was no doubt in Lan Zhan’s mind that the male would be hanging off of him, trying to lure out a smile with his very own beaming grin and remaining there until he got his own way.

He missed it.

It was slowly driving him to madness, this need to embrace another, to embrace his Wei Ying. His thoughts were invaded by him, every waking hour he tormented himself with images and doubts, just playing that night over and over again in his head like a broken record.

He knew the song of failure and heartbreak well.

Some nights he’d wake up in a cold sweat gasping for breath and clawing at his own robes with tears cascading down his cheeks with no end in sight. Yet even when awake, the nightmare still haunted him, images playing behind his eyelids stuck in his own personal torture.

It was utter hell.

Yet something.. Something dark within him, it just continued to tell him that he deserved it, he deserved the suffering. So he remained silent. Tormented by agony each day and night, figure growing almost gaunt as he refused to eat more and more.

He didn’t deserve to be happy. He didn’t deserve to be healthy. He failed the one person he truly loves. His soulmate.

His Wei Ying.

He was withering away before everyones eyes. However, he was trying to make it seem as if he were fine, simply moving on from his first love.

Yet in fact, he could never truly move on, he could never really forget how he felt and just ‘be happy’.

There were moments in time where he simply wished to scream until his voice gave out and only hoarse whispers could be uttered aloud. Feelings of grief that he so desperately wished to share became submerged, leaving him to drown in his own guilt while he clawed and scrambled for the surface. He wished and begged that simply anyone could hear him.

He had lost his lifeline and he was drowning.

These factors only caused more guilt to bubble up within his already tormented mind. Was he being selfish? Was he making those that loved him feel as though they were failing just as he had? It was just all mentally exhausting, causing him to throw himself into cultivation. Training until his body gave in, collapsing to the ground with heaves of agony, muscles screaming out for a break.

He knew he should stop, he was driving himself to an early grave. Nevertheless, he couldn’t, it was the only thing that silenced his mind, even if it were just a few fleeting moments, it was bliss.

He had quickly become an addict.

Training himself to the bone just to achieve those few moments of euphoria. The escape from the guilt that he so desperately craved.

This self destructive behaviour continued for thirteen years as he progressively took on more and more responsibility, just to silence his mind and make it focus on something other than those stormy eyes... Those chapped pink lips...

No matter how hard he tried to numb everything, his mind still won. Taunting him with images, glimpses of Wei Ying walking within the cloud recesses, lurking in the corner of his eye.

It was never real, however, he always fell for it.

Each time he was taunted with mirages of him, Lan Wangji was sent into yet another depressive episode, hiding away from the world and claiming it was secluded meditation.

He was beginning to doubt his own mind, his own vision. Every-time he witnessed another hallucination he realised the man he loved would never return to him, attempting to imbed that thought into his very being.

Although...

If that were true...How could he be standing before him now?

He may have appeared with a slightly different visage, but that was him.

His Wei Ying had come back to him.

[blueberryflutterby]

you make requests for untamed too ??

I haven’t watched The Untamed as yet, so for now - no~💙💎

[blueberryflutterby]

Drowning: Mdzs Drabble Thingy? ❤️

Glimmers of adoration shined feverishly within his golden orbs as he gazed down to his beloved, a gentle smile gracing his usually solemn features.

Those very same orbs which had once concealed every emotion he wished to display, locked away tightly as if bound by the shackles of his youth. This was how he’d been born and he hated it.

Moments in time when he wished to scream until his voice gave out and only hoarse whispers could be uttered aloud. Yet when those brief instances of overwhelming frustration took a hold of his heart... He was drowning.

Feelings he so desperately wished to share became submerged as he clawed and scrambled for the surface wishing and begging that anyone, simply anyone could hear him, see him. The true Lan Wangji, the person he wished to share with everyone.

Eventually however, someone did. Wei Wuxian. His Wei Ying...

Without even realising the man of chaos, someone who rebuked rules and smiled even when he himself was clearly drowning in his own mind stumbled into his life. Despite his many attempts of rebuttal, that very man saved him, understanding complex emotions that he himself couldn’t comprehend or express.

Soft touches.

Small smiles.

Teasing words.

Each sentiment became a lifeline in itself, always arriving just as he began to fear he’d drown once again.

It freed him. Allowed him to thrive, it allowed him to truly love not only his partner but himself.

When you’re lost at sea, when you feel as if you’ll be drowned by your own limiting emotions, there will always be a lifeline.

[blueberryflutterby]

jiang cheng and lan xichen with a pregnant reader (bonus points if its multiples) please

Lots of baby fever going on here 

MDZS Pregnant S/O Headcanons [JC; LXC]

• If Jiang Cheng wasn’t protective of you before, he certainly is now. You are the woman he loves and will bear his child. He is set on making sure he doesn’t lose anyone else who means something to him. 

• He stopped you from doing major activities, such as night hunting - yes you may get agitated but he is solely doing it for your safety. Jiang Cheng knows that he has made a multitude of enemies which automatically puts a target on your back. He won’t allow you to be hurt on his account so he ensures that you stay home with a number of maids and servants at your beck and call. 

 • He starts going out less and merely focuses on you. Making sure that you are eating well, getting enough sleep, ensuring that you’re happy. He is constantly checking up on you - to the point where it actually starts getting annoying. All you do is shift and he immediately snaps his head towards you, panicked and shooting an array of questions. 

 •"Are you alright?" "Do you need anything?" "Did the water break!?" 

 •On the night the baby kicks, you witnessed his eyes practically lighting up with joy. He pressed his ear to your stomach, only to get a harsh kick. Of course, this didn't stop him. His hands continued to lightly feel around your swollen bump. However, when he started noticing kicks from two different angles it wasn't long before he excellently deducted you were having more than one child. 

 •This prompted him to be even more protective, to the point where he wouldn't let you out of his sight. Even going as far as to dump some of the work as Sect Leader on the poor, confused Wei Wuxian's shoulders.

•Everyone knows Jiang Cheng has a gift of horrible name choices. Judging by what his puppies were called, "Love", "Jasmine" etc. [Which Wei Wuxian mentioned multiple times were like names of women you would find at high-class brothels.] This meant you had to turn down every name he offered. Including "Y/N the second" 

•When your water broke you had to rely on Jin Ling for a solid ten minutes because Jiang Cheng passed out on the spot.

•He was thrilled upon finding out that you had given birth to twin boys.  

•Lan Xichen would be beyond ecstatic the minute he found out you were pregnant. You did not think it was possible - but you started receiving even more affection and attention from the man. Whether it was daily cuddles, morning stomach kisses or midnight spooning where he can gently rub your baby bump.

•He starts dumping more and more work on Lan Wangji [who honestly would do anything to make sure his older brother is happy, prompting him to accept it without complaint] just so that he can spend more time with you.

•He fusses over you quite a lot. He even goes as far as cooking for you, so that he can feed you while you’re still in bed Despite you trying to assure him that you can do simple tasks by yourself.  Does he ever listen? No. He merely kisses your head, smiles and tells you that he is more than happy to assist you with everything.

•Lan Xichen speaks to the baby a lot. Sometimes you even tease him, saying that he talks to the baby more than you. [And for that - shame on you Y/N, he instantly gets panicked and starts apologizing for not giving you enough attention, do you think it's funny seeing him ramble?] Sometimes you both sit up all night with the male kissing and rubbing at your abdomen. He tells your future bundle of joy a variety of stories, varying from his childhood, to tall tales, to how much he loves them and how he - along with their future uncle Wangji - are going to spoil them beyond measure. One time he even ended up falling asleep while nuzzling your stomach.

•He cannot make his mind up on names. At times he sits up in the middle of snuggles, excitedly proclaiming a new name that came to his mind. To you, this is absolutely adorable, especially when he goes on a little rant about what the name means and why it would suit your future child.

•During your labour you swore he was freaking out more than you. It was as if he was the one giving birth. So there you sat, laid and pushing a baby out, trying to reassure him. Granted, he eventually snapped out of it but it was the funniest thing for most to witness.

•You had a baby girl!! Lan Xichen was relieved when it was over but was quickly sent into shock when the midwife shouted there was a second. And a third. He nearly passed out from joy upon finding out he had three new daughters.

[blueberryflutterby]

Question!! Will you be turning anon on for your NSFW blog?

Of course I will!! Users can choose whether they wish to be anonymous or not~💙💎

[blueberryflutterby]

Malevolent Affair

''L-Lan Zhan...''

''Wei Ying!''

Before his amber eyes, he witnessed the splattering of crimson droplets to the frosty stone.

Before his horrified gaze;

He watched as the body fell limp on the floor. Life essence pouring out of the gaping wound and creating a morbid pool.

Such a scene haunted the mind of the once esteemed, righteous cultivator. Whenever his eyelids shut, the images of his soulmate dropping to the ground invaded his vision.

His Wei Ying.

He remembers every tiny detail. The way his Wei Ying still had a smile ghosting over his lips. How his body quivered with final movements and how his brilliant blue eyes drained of life. Like a withering blossom.

Lan Wangji longed to see those bright orbs again. To be the reason those lips curled upwards once more.

Yet here he was, gawking into clouded marbles that replaced the sky azure. Tracing his thumb over those once warm, soft lips which formerly held that beaming grin. Those lips he had dreamed of claiming over and over again.

''Lan... Zhan...?''

''Wei Ying...''

Lan Wangji cupped Wei Wuxian's stiff, pale face as he gazed at him with absolute admiration. ''I'm here, Wei Ying. We can be together now.'' Such words would have been heartwarming if one could turn a blind eye to the circumstances.

After that forsaken night at Guanyin Temple, it wasn't a secret that the legendary Hanguang-Jun had finally shattered. Who wouldn't? Subsequent to all the pain, the heartache and losing the love of his life a second time? It was no surprise that he strayed from the right path. In an abrupt burst of ferocity, the male embraced the darkness. He took comfort in it. Who needed rules? Who needed to be respected? Loved instead of feared?

Lan Wangji had become the very thing he sought to save Wei Wuxian from, but it didn't matter now. After his beloved Wei Ying slipped from his grasp yet again nothing truly mattered anymore.

However, he was here facing him, staring straight back into his golden globes. By no means was he alive, but he was there. That was all Lan Wangji ever wanted after all, correct? To be able to touch and hold, to cherish, to love. Now he had that opportunity. Even if the Wei Wuxian that stood before him was only here because of his anew turn to the dark side.

''We will be together now, Wei Ying. I won't allow anyone to hurt you again.'' As his breathed out his everlasting promise, Lan Wangji leaned his forehead against his soulmate's. ''I am all yours. You are mine. You will not slip away from me this time.''  His pale lips brushed against Wei Wuxian's as if sealing the declaration.

Wei Wuxian took in the appearance of the man he had claimed to love. The robes that he once criticized for being those of were long gone, now replaced with dark silk. ''Lan Zhan... What happened...?'' Although he was now nothing but a fierce corpse, he could sense the difference in his beloved Hanguang-Jun.

A deep chuckle rose from the now distorted man. ''Do the colours suit me?'' There was no doubt that the old Lan Wangji had died the night his lover did. He was talkative now and when he spoke a malicious aura filled the room. All Wei Wuxian could do was smile. ''You look beautiful... Like a dark deity...'' The compliment prompted for Lan Wangji to grasp the back of his hair instead. ''Such words will only lead me to lose the last restraint I have left...'' He whispered this to the lifeless male's ear, the corners of his lips coiling into a cruel smirk. ''Lan Zhan... The last thing I want from you is restraint...''

One would think that would be enough for the former Hanguang-Jun. That now he would live in peace with his precious Wei Ying. Unfortunately, that was not the case, for Lan Wangji had a feral craving for revenge. He wanted to hurt those who hurt his soulmate. To tear them down bit by bit and put them through unimaginable suffering. Of course, this alerted the cultivation sects around the world. Yet all those who stood in their way were slaughtered without a drop of mercy.

LanlingJing was the first to fall.

Eventually, the GusuLan Sect was the first to attempt a civil approach to their former gem. There was a multitude of occasions that his very own brother roared in desperation. Hoping, praying that he would be able to knock some sense into his Wangji.  Alas, with a heavy heart Lan Xichen was forced to raise his sword against his own flesh and blood in the end.

Oh, but the naive Sect Leader was undiscerning to the extent of how much his brother truly changed. He was the first example of the magnitude of Lan Wangji's actual mercilessness.

Such a cruel and unforgivable act towards a member of his own Sect, his own family! The cultivation world was in an uproar, horrified of Lan Wangji's fall from grace. With everything said and done, they combined forces to put a stop to his blood-lusting malevolence. But who could even fathom of stopping him? The man's skillset was that of no other even when he cultivated the right path, the demonic arts did nothing but amplify his fiercely powerful abilities. Alongside the now feared corpse of the former Yiling Patriarch, the two sought nothing but destruction and anarchy for the world who had done them wrong.

''L-Lan Zhan... Hah... Lan Zhan...''

''Wei Ying...''

Firm hands held Wei Wuxian's slim waist, fingers digging into the material of his robes. A groan rumbling from the throat of Lan Wangji as his lips hungrily devoured his soulmate's in a violent exchange.

The resentful couple were not on the battlefield this time, merely standing atop the stairs of the former Nightless City. Clinging to each other, feeling one another. Lan Wangji rose his hand and unceremoniously seized Wei Wuxian's chin. ''My Love... Do you see it...?'' His smile laced with malice. ''Do you like your gift...?''

As he spoke, his free arm extended towards the battlefield. Surrounding the couple was a sea of bodies. Crimson puddles littered all around, horrified expressions plastered over their lifeless features. ''It's beautiful... Lan Zhan...'' Came Wei Wuxian's hoarse voice, his head tilting up, enabling him to brush his lips across his ominous soulmate's.

''Master Lan...'' Echoed a pair of grim, lacklustre voices from the side.  ''What is it?'' Lan Wangji's loving expression morphed into one of anger. How dare his corpse soldiers interrupt such an intimate moment? His head snapped towards the former YunmengJiang Sect Leader alongside his once alive brother. Both stood with hung shoulders, expressions unreadable and drained of all emotions. Their veins terrifyingly prominent and stained black. Life had left every corner of their body, replaced with the eternal urge to obey. There was only one word to describe them...

Dead.

''Why are you disturbing me? Can you not see I am busy?'' Lan Wangji clicked his tongue. With a mere flick of his wrist, they turned and lurched away, possibly deciding to remain in a corner until their Lord needed them to do his dirty work.

His gaze returned to his beloved partner, softening once more. Although his amber irises held adoration, one could clearly decipher the malice and wickedness that hid behind them. ''Now... Where were we, my beautiful Wei Ying?''

''Lan Zhan...'' Wei Wuxian gasped once he was attacked by a series of kisses that burned with a sinful passion. Lips locked, hands wandered, arms trapped and pants escaped. Lan Wangji tugged his husband forward so that their bodies collided, only adding onto the ardour swelling between them.

Wei Wuxian looped his arms around his lover's neck, mewling into the intense exchange. ''L-Lan Zhan... Lan Zh-Zhan...'' He called between a fury of euphoric oscillation.

As Lan Wangji withdrew from him, his face remained less than an inch away. A thin string of saliva connecting them. With hooded eyes, he stared at his lover, his husband. His soulmate. He leaned in, tongue pressing to the wound he caused when biting so ferociously at Wei Wuxian's delicate lip. The warm, wet muscle cleaned his flesh of the dripping black liquid.

Their eyes met once again, uttering a silent pledge of love.

''Lan Zhan...''

''Wei Ying...''  

[blueberryflutterby]

NSFW MDZS CONFESSION BLOG

@dirty-mdzs-confessions​ is up and running! Waiting to receive all of your deepest confessions~ 

I do hope that this actually works out, don’t be afraid to give it a try✨

~Your Blueberry💙💎

[blueberryflutterby]

hello! may I ask the same hc you did for nmj but for jiang cheng? (the crush thing) 💞

Coming right up~

• Jiang Cheng struggles with managing his emotions in an orderly manner. Like most of his feelings - they bottle up and manifest into misguided anger towards you.

• How dare you be so cute? How dare you look at him in such an adoring way? How DARE you give him this odd feeling of fluttering in his stomach!?

• This of course doesn’t help the situation and only leads you to believe that the male has a serious issue with you. You even go as far as to think that maybe... Just maybe... He hates you. But that’s not the case. Every morning Jiang Cheng looks into the mirror, swearing that he won’t let his emotions get the better of him - making a small oath that he’ll attempt in showing you just how much he cares. Although that all backfires before it even reaches noon. Before he knows it, he’s sending glares and hissing.He tries, he really does-

• ‘‘You look really pretty...” “What was that?” “uH! I said you look really shitty!!” 

• Though he may give the impression that he doesn’t care, believe me when I say he does. Jiang Cheng is very protective of you in all aspects of life. You may not notice, but behind your back he’s always questioning the servants, making sure that you’ve eaten and are not overworking yourself. Whenever you’re out on nighthunts he intentionally sends you with a separate group which he knows  is going the opposite direction of the danger. If not that, then he keeps you at his side. Though he may scold - his eye is always secretly on you. 

• Jiang Cheng has completely sworn off confessing in anxiousness of being rejected. This only causes his feelings to bottle up further and swirl into a raging fit. On one particular day you stumble upon him and his nephew, Jin Ling, arguing. yet again. “Why are you in such a horrible mood huh!? Don’t snap at me just because you’re frustrated you cannot man-up and confess to Y/N!!” 

• Silence filled the room as soon as Jiang Cheng noticed you, his skin growing pale. Jin Ling remained frozen in spot before he took of running. Leaving you and the Yunmeng Jiang Sect Leader with a lot to talk about. 

[blueberryflutterby]

Hello! I just saw your post on the MDZS nsfw confessions and I think you should go for it!! There’s basically no blogs about soooo..~ I hope you have a great day :) ❤️✨

Hi anon! I’m considering doing it but then again not many people have said whether I should or not 👀. I most probably will but some feedback would be so much appreciated, thank you for this!💙💎