#ouyang x reader

aw yea; i’m glad you liked the first one!

i think the juniors are babies themselves, so this will be fun to write. i am picturing this in our canon au!

(the "ickies" hc in reference found here)

enjoy~

ˑ༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ ▹▫◃ ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ ˑ

Lan Sizhui

you were both on shared baby-sitting duties,

the little child, your cousin, bouncing happily in your lap

and the sight of you playing with the little boy,

the smile on your face

and the way that the child’s eyes light up with each song that you sing

makes Sizhui’s heart swell so much

that he can’t help but lean over and place a gentle kiss on your cheek

it startles you 

a happy surprise

when you turn to look at him, still bouncing the little boy in your arms, you’re a little winded by the pure look of love when your eyes lock

you find yourself gravitating to him naturally, though this time you place a kiss right on his nose

it is clear that you both want to kiss each other very much

but there was a child, 

and said child, sat in the middle of you both, has his hands covering his eyes, ears red just like a certain Lan

Lan Jingyi

the giggling around you is what makes you both break away from the kiss

first out of curiosity

then settled embarrassment

even as a senior disciple now,

Lan Jingyi was not as intimidating as his title

especially when he was caught kissing you

“jie-jie and ge-ge sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g” the young Lan disciples sing song in a circle around you, making faces and laughing as Jingyi huffs and tries to get them to settle down

the blush on your face is high and red,

you can’t help but take your long robes and cover your face with your hands

at the sight of you, Jingyi simply laughs louder,

can’t hide the smile on his face

he ignores all the teasing and pointing from the younger disciples to take you into his arms,

to let you hide your face in his chest

wrapped so tightly in his hug does little to help the redness on your cheeks

but you don’t leave his arms anyways

Jin Ling

the taste of the hawthorn candies is sweet on your lips,

and Jin Ling’s hand is where it cradles your face

and clearly kissing on the sidelines of a marketplace is not really the place to be

but Jin Ling couldn’t help it,

not when your lips were shiny from the coating of the caramelized sugar

not when your eyes were lit up little a child at the very first bite

not when you looked absolutely adorable

“ge, is that how you’re supposed to eat the candies?” 

the little girl’s voice is genuinely curious, pointing at the sight of you and Jin Ling, lips locked near the candy stand

the taller boy cringes, pats the little girl’s head as he takes her hand to lead her away

“no, that’s how adults eat them”

Ouyang Zizhen

Zizhen’s lips had always been a distraction to you

but when he’s kissing you,

it completely makes you forget about everything else

it’s the loud gagging noise near by that makes you break away from Zizhen’s lips

even then, he still chases after your lips naturally

and you have to catch his face with your hands to get him to open his eyes again

you both turn to the side to see none other than your younger cousins,

when the six year olds meet your eyes, the boys proceed to make even more exaggerated puking and grossed out sounds 

and you huff at them, ready to go and give them lecture,

when your boyfriend’s arms wrap around your waist,

hold you back,

hold you close

his breath is warm where it tickles your neck,

“let’s go somewhere a little more private,”

how you would take care of the juniors when they’re feeling a bit under the weather

Could you make juniors proposing reader infront of elders/parents?

aww thank you so so so so much!

i lob you too, i always see you around! thank you for reading!

and this is so cute, i’m picturing this in canon au!

it would be my pleasure to write for you~

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Lan Sizhui

it is a very homely, cozy dinner

in the quiet ambiance of the Jingshi, Wei Wuxian’s laughter, Lan Wangji’s quiet smile and Sizhui’s gentle hand holding yours under the table

all fit together

you feel grateful that you were so easily accepted into his family

and honestly, you had only dreamed that being friends with Sizhui would be enough for you

but it wasn’t 

luckily both you and SIzhui came to know that it would never be enough to be just friends

and you feel so happy, so blessed, that his parents had helped you two to come together despite all the odds 

orphaned and growing up sect-less, you were not the ideal candidate for Sizhui, son of Hanguang-Jun & Yiling Patriarch

but if there was anything that his family showed you, it was that love mattered first before pride, before everything 

“Wei-qianbei, Hanguang-Jun,” Sizhui’s voice snaps you out of your daydream, makes you realize that dinner has finished,

Sizhui’s eyes turn to meet yours and you smile at him as his dad coos

“y/n,” he says your name like a funny question

and you hum at him, tilting your head

“i love you, a lot, y/n” 

you blink, a blush rising to your face as your eyes flicker over to his parents and then back at him, 

you nod to him as well, squeezing his hand with yours, 

“with my parents as witness, i’d like to give you something,” Sizhui tells you

and you blink rapidly, eyes welling up with tears at the thought, the idea

Sizhui lets go of you hand, moves it up to begin untying his forehead ribbon 

you watch as he uncurls your hand,

slowly brings the forehead ribbon down from his head and placing it into your palm

“Sizhui,” you breathe out, because you can hardly believe it 

but his parents watchful eyes on the sideline, have never seen a better couple

Lan Jingyi

when you were summoned to the Hanshi you truly wondered if Jingyi had gotten in trouble again

 you walk into the the hall, catching sigh of Jingyi kneeled, head bowed in front of Zewu-Jun and Lan Qiren, 

and you believe you must be right 

you make deep bow when you approach, taking the same kneeled position as you companion on the floor

because really, no matter what it was that Jingyi did, you always knew that he had a sense of justice and righteousness within him

you don’t doubt him, even with his faults

you stand by him

but you are going to give him a smack later on for always wrapping himself up in some kind of trouble-

“Zewu-Jun, Lan Qiren, please let me marry y/n,”

you snap you head up to the side immediately at his words,

but Jingyi doesn’t even look at you,

his eyes are staring at the two present adults, a different kind of defiance in them

you were the sole heir of a small but growing sect, a highly admired cultivator

he was a senior disciple, his only family the teachers and mentors that raised him

your statuses were different, so different

but from the way that Jingyi’s eyes stared, unflinching from Lan Qiren’s cold stare and Zewu-Jun’s surprised eye

you know that

Jingyi won’t be taking no for an answer 

“is that not, y/n-guniang’s decision?” Zewu-Jun speaks 

you’re a bit surprised when all the eyes are directed upon you, 

you meet JIngyi’s eyes, face just as surprised with that answer

“my parents...”

“what do you want, y/n-guniang?” Zewu-Jun asks you, and you realize you have to be honest about what you love, who you love

because you can’t imagine a life without Jingyi,

“i can’t live without, y/n” Jingyi tells you, kneeled before you 

and you smile at him, teary eyed

you hope that the adults in the room understand,

how much you are meant for one another

Jin Ling

this was the most formal family dinner that you had ever been to

granted it was the first time Jin Ling’s family and yours were meeting 

but still 

the air was so tense you could literally feel it on your back 

all the eyes that were staring at you,

judging you,

couldn’t everyone just chill a little bit

you hear Jin Ling cough into a closed fist across from you, watch him quietly get up from his seat and go into the middle of the banquet hall at Lotus Pier

his Uncle was kind enough to host 

but that just made you all the more worried when Jin Ling stepped up to the highest chair,

whispered into his Uncle’s ear

you stare a little wide eyed when his Uncle’s eyes flicker over to you 

and then watch as the whole hall quiets down at his Uncle’s hand

“I have an announcement to make,” Jin Ling speaks up into the quiet of the room,

everyone stares at him, watches his eyes as he scans the room and then meeting yours

“i will be marrying y/n in the coming spring,” 

there’s an uproar of noise from the room, hoots, hollers, shouts of surprises, gasps

in between all the talking and everything going on 

you only see two things

firstly, a strong hand resting on Jin Ling’s shoulder, one that you realize is from his Uncle

secondly, lastly 

you see Jin Ling’s eyes, shining but brave at the same time

he stares straight at you,

marry me, Jin Ling mouthes to you across the din

a tear falls out of your eyes, 

you nod

Ouyang Zizhen

you’re happy that Zizhen has come to know your family quite well

because your relationship with him had never been hidden,

never been stopped

always supported 

and you fall in love with Zizhen as much as he adores your family 

he had felt much the same way 

which is why when he is eating with your family on a normal meal

sitting around the table with your siblings screaming and your parents piling food on his plate

a few words here and there get around,

namely,

“jie-jie, when is Zizhen-ge going to live with us?” you little brother asks and Zizhen beside you nearly chokes on his rice

“well, Zizhen has to marry jie-jie first before that happens,” your teenage brother smart mouths before you can begin explaining anything 

he’s only 12, you have no idea how he already knows that

“Zizhen-ge, you should get married to jie-jie soon so you can stay here with us and not have to ride your horse back home all the time!” your baby brother persuades Zizhen 

and your boyfriend can only laugh, patting the young child on the head as the family breaks into happy but awkward laughs

on one hand you are happy that he doesn’t bring it up again, not in this setting at least

but at the same time, why didn’t he bring it up again, didn’t he want to marry you?

the ebbing thought that perhaps, Zizhen didn’t want to marry you (wasn’t in it for the long run) bothers you the rest of dinner

and it ends up being really late into the night, when you finally get some time alone with one another

that being, when you’re about to see him off

“i’ll come visit you, soon,” Zizhen promises, and you nod, distractedly fixing his robes for the night wind on his ride home,

Zizhen watches you for a moment before he overlaps his hands with yours, stealing all of your attention,

“you little brothers may have heard my conversation with your father a few days ago,” Zizhen says 

and you look up at him, 

“Zizhen?” “i’ve always wanted to marry you, y/n. it’s been on my mind the moment i met you,” Zizhen confesses to you then

you smile up at him, feeling warmed from his words and the hand that wraps tightly around yours,

“will you be mine forever?”

“of course-”

“JIE! SAY YES!” 

and you both whip around to see your brothers (and a few embarrassed, but happy servants) hiding by the awning of the main entrance

“I DID!” you shout back, happily turning back to Zizhen

Could this wonderful person write drunk juniors, who been taken care by reader, confessing to reader?

I love your acc. It's addictive and worthy of getting addicted.

ahh

aw! you're much too kind. thank you for reading~

and yes i wouldn't mind doing this request at all, let's try this out!

i’ve written the opposite of this before, that you can read here

cheers~

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Lan Sizhui

the two of you are sitting in the park lot, under his apartment complex,

you’ve done your good duty of his friend by driving him home, 

but he’s making your life hard

because he isn’t getting out of the car,

“Sizhui, I have work tomorrow,” you tell him, hope to get some logic into him 

Sizhui isn’t a lightweight by any means

but growing up in a family with strict alcohol protocols (? is that what you call it?)

Sizhui hasn’t had that much experience

there are some drinks that he downs fine and others that wipe his ass

the bourbon shot thing that he had at the party a few hours ago, fell into the latter category

“y/nnnnnn, y/nnn, my y/n,” Sizhui sing songs, thrashing around in the passenger seat beside you

he’s so drunk, you think to yourself as you stare at the way his head leans on the seat belt, one he doesn’t want to take off

“Sizhui, let me unbuckle you, i’ll even walk you up,” you persuade and Sizhui actually shouts at you, objects like a five year old even though he’s 25

“no! staying here! with y/n!” Sizhui demands and you sigh at him, 

but you can’t even be mad, because he’s so loud and cute unlike his natural quiet personality

“A-Yuan, be a good boy and let me unbuckle you, okay?” you try to convince and lean over the console to unbuckle him

before you hand can get any close to his seat belt,

his hands are on your face

squishing your cheeks together,

“A-Yuan?” you manage to get out, though it’s probably incoherent with how squished your cheeks are between his hands

Sizhui smiles, hums at you, the red on his cheeks high

“pretty y/n, you’re the prettiest person i’ve ever met in my entire life,” Sizhui tells you and you wanna snort at him but your face is still in the mercy of his hands 

“t-tha-n- chu-” you try to say but stop short when Sizhui literally begins to lean in,

his lips are puckered out

he’s trying to kiss you

and he very well might!

you want to lean back on instinct, but Sizui’s got his hands on your face holding tight and he’s getting in close-

and there’s a small oof, from the man in front of you

the seatbelt that he had so adamantly tried not to take off,

limits him a millimeter from meeting your lips

Lan Jingyi

Jingyi hiccups as you both walk, swaying down the hallway to his apartment

it’s truly a miracle that you managed to even get him home, considering how simply wasted your best friend was 

“y-y/n,” Jingyi hiccups your name, when you lean him against the side of the his door 

you roll your eyes at him, and simply hold your hand out to him, 

“i’m dropping you inside, then i’m going home,” you tell him and Jingyi simply hiccups again, stares at you and then smiles sleepily 

“hmm,” Jingyi hums, almost as if teasing you and you let out a tired sigh (because this dude had been heavy to drag up the five flights to his apartment) 

and you just begin to pat down his jeans and pockets for his keys, because really you didn’t have time for his games

Jingyi giggles here and chuckles there, wherever your hands land on him, moving from his back pockets all the way up his chest 

“Jingyi, don’t tell me you forgot, your keys,” you’re really speaking to yourself at this rate, because Jingyi looks too out of it to even be processing anything that you are saying anyways

“didn’t forget, have them, right here” Jingyi says sleepily and pats the chest pocket on his jean jacket

“god, why didn’t you just tell me earlier-” you grumble 

your reach out to his jacket only for your wrist to be grabbed

suddenly, swiftly you’re turned, your back slamming into the space that JIngyi had been standing in, your hands tugged to a hold against the wall

you widen your eyes at JIngyi,

this close, practically nose to nose, you can really smell the alcohol around him 

“would you leave me after?” Jingyi asks you, solemn, sleepy 

“it’s your apartment, Jingyi” you breathe out because the air between you two had always been friends

flirty, teasing but friendly

friends

“can’t you stay?” Jingyi’ asks, and you stare at him

there’s a pause in between the both of you where you’re trying to read what his hazy eyes on yours might mean

“stay with me,” Jingyi repeats

you stare deeply at him, wondering if you can

if you should

Jin Ling

Jin Ling is not pretty when he is drunk

he is a sad, mopey, angry drunk 

luckily, he’s grown up to have a good hold with liquor

whether that be from experience or genes, you won’t know 

honestly you’d only seen him drunk on a handful of occasions

tonight, sat with him in the his newly moved in apartment, 

city ambiance behind you both in the late night

you’re seeing him again in this weird drunk state that he usually hides from you 

even though you both have been friends for years

“y/n,” Jin Ling starts, solemn, serious, deep drunk voice that he always has whenever he’s reached his limit

you hum at him, 

you’re pretty sober, opting for something fruit and light, not really having much alcohol 

you were really here to keep him company, because the trend tends to be that Jin Ling likes to vent when he’s drunk 

“you know, there’s someone that i like so much. i’ve liked them for...for some time. a long time...but i don’t think they’ll ever know,” Jin Ling admits to you 

and you hum, because it’s the same person that he talks about every time he’s drunk, 

“well, i mean, if you never tell them, they’re never going to know. so you’re really the one holding yourself back,” you say, a bit coldly 

because he always talks about this mystery person

“i’ve told them! more than once, but they still don’t get it, they’re so stupid,” Jin Ling says, takes a nice chug of his beer can and then crushes it

you huff out a funny laugh at his way of showcasing strength, taking a lip sip from your fruity mix 

“A-Ling you’re not the most direct person i’ve ever met. maybe it’s because you’ve been talking in circles with them,” you say, because leave it to Jin Ling to make someone misunderstand 

you’re about to take another sip from your cup when hands grab your shoulders, 

you’re turned roughly to face Jin Ling, scowling quickly after the surprise settles in your chest,

“dude! i could have spilled my drink-”

“i like you!” Jin Ling practically yells at you 

you look at him like he’s grown two heads; because he’s drunk, so drunk and so not sober

“i like you so much more than you’ll ever know. i think i love you y/n,”

his voice is so deep, so solemn and so serious 

he’s so drunk, you think as you stare at his flushed cheeks, tussled hair

you wish that he wasn’t

Ouyang Zizhen

you click your tongue at the sight of Zizhen, 

your friend had never had always been a lightweight 

but he still insisted on coming along to events like this, 

and then sprawling out to sleep at the bar, 

like he was now

softly snoring away as other patrons laughed behind their hands

you roll your eyes and push down the embarrassment as you do your best to get Zizhen awake and out of here,

because this place was really out of both of your depths if you were being completely honest

(you didn’t even drink)

“Zizhen, hey, Zizhen,” you call to him, pushing at his shoulder

you get to watch Zizhen slowly smack his lips before he turns to the other side of his arm to get comfortable 

“oh my goodness, Zizhen, please, get up,” you’re pleading to him, because you’re always responsible for him when it comes to things like this-

you feel a tug on your arm, 

you turn to look at Zizhen, blinking up at you from where he’s lying in his hands,

“you awake yet bud? i’m going to get a water bottle to sober you up a bit and then we better head out” you tell him, moving to do just that when you feel your arm tugged again

you turn to him, give him a looked (one of mild annoyance) and then move to leave 

the third tug on your arm has you sprawling down onto the table beside him,

luckily you don’t hit your head, as you land solidly on Zizhen’s outstretched arm

“can you stay a little longer? like this?” Zizhen sleepily, drunkenly asks you 

you blink at him, never having seen him at such an angle, 

sleepy profile and hazy eyed

“we...we should get going,” you tell him, though your voice is a lot more gentle than you wanted it to be

Zizhen hums at you, closes his eyes again

you watch him, can’t bring yourself to wake him again

his warm palm thrums against your wrist, 

hi hi

okie dokie~

cheers~

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Lan Sizhui

it’s because he knows you, that he does not find much offense to your silence, or your natural preference to solitary

many tend to stay away from you

because although you are polite,

you don’t make too much of an effort to maintain relations

you’ve never believed in short, shallow friendships to pass the time anyways

and that kind of mentality, alongside your serious face and preference for being alone a little (read a lot) 

and intimidating for anyone that wanted to get to know you

which was why,

when Lan Sizhui had sat down beside you that one faithful day on your visit to Cloud Recess

you see how different he is from everyone else

polite he was like you, but kind

and undeterred by the cold exterior that you put off

you see that your ever going mentality of ‘waiting for the right friend’ pay off, 

when you gain a friend in Sizhui after all 

Lan Jingyi

many wear confused faces when they find out that you are friends with Jingyi

that Jingyi would have a friend like you

because, Jingyi, the loudest, most active, childish (even at his late 20s), 

the most un-Lan of all Lans cultivators, 

has a friend who is the complete opposite 

you shy at the thought of loud crowds and bustling commotion

because you’re not quite good with people

sometimes the cues throw you off

and you’ve always been too kind, too polite, to understand or read people for their truest intentions

which is why (in a lot of scenarios) it is easy for you to be taken advantage of

it’s happened so much, you’ve been put off by many people 

but 

before you could close your heart, your trust, to everyone,

Lan JIngyi slips through the cracks

with his brashness, his loudness (natural, genuine), his raw need to maintain justice

and he stands up for you in ways that no one else does

and he is your friend

the best one yet 

Jin Ling

you are an enigma

because you maintain a polite and cool profile, never letting anyone get too close

something that Jin Ling envies and wishes he could pull off

but in the times that you share tea with the young Sect Leader, you reassure him that your personality is definitely only so because you don’t know how to deal with people

to you, being polite was enough

but being personable,

was much harder

however for all of your quietness and tendency to self isolate, Jin Ling still admires you 

admires that your quiet loneliness does not deter your strong work ethic, your strive and passion in cultivation

you are focused, a trait maintained well in your solitariness, and precise, as you hone into everything that you do with all of your abilities

Jin Ling knows, he sees how you work 

and sure you may not have a lot of friends,

but you have him

and that was enough

(more than enough)

Ouyang Zizhen

perhaps, it had been your rogue cultivator lifestyle that had created this quiet, drawn back persona of yours

you are polite, but you do not maintain many acquaintanceships, let alone deep friendships

which is why

Zizhen feels grateful that you see him as someone worthwhile to have (to keep) in your life

Zizhen feels honored, to be able to sit down and talk to you, 

Zizhen feels happy to be able to know you more than the quiet, kept to oneself (isolated), polite cultivator

over a floral toned liquor, you divulge to him one night that you are very bad at keeping friends

because everyone ends up leaving you

and though the liquor drowns out a lot of your memories of that night

Zizhen promises to himself, to you, that he wouldn’t leave you

would never leave you

because when you have him as a friend

aha hi there!

aha thank you for all of your compliments; i’m so glad that you feel comfortable sending requests here. 

i think that everyone’s been quite enjoying those Lan ribbon hcs since this is probably like the third ribbon hc request i’ve gotten aha. i’ll try my best with this one!

cheers~

⭑･ﾟﾟ･*:༅｡.｡༅:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　✿✼:*ﾟ:༅｡.｡༅:*･ﾟﾟ･⭑

Ouyang Zizhen

Zizhen has this infuriating habit of trying to touch your forehead ribbon

why?

because he likes annoying you

because he’s quite the curious fellow

but it’s all fun in games

you both have been friends for a while now, he knows your (and your clan’s) boundaries

and it’s not like he’d ever actually touch your forehead ribbon...

until he does 

and it is barely a graze of his finger upon the cool silver cloud symbol of your ribbon

but you feel it

and the smile is off your face in an instant, pure shock and widened eyes meeting his own large eyes

Zizhen’s own easy laugh mutes itself just as quickly, eyes locked with your own 

and there’s a beat of silence

where neither of you say anything

and then it’s a flurry of apologies big and small flying from his mouth

and you’re blinking at him quietly, your brain automatically muting all of his words to hone in on the single fact that the first person to have ever, touched your forehead ribbon

(besides your parents)

was Zizhen

“i honestly wouldn’t mind marrying you now if that is what it has to come down to!” 

you tune back into the words that he was saying

and it takes you another second to understand what he means

you eyes find his again, and they’re anxious, 

but they’re honest

he was honest to god, taking responsibility, you think with a funny smile 

and then

oh my GOD he was taking responsibiilty!

Jin Ling

your forehead ribbon 

was crooked

not by much, 

but it had been a long day 

a long night hunt

a lot of running around

but for whatever reason, your forehead ribbon was tilted ever so slightly lower on one end than another 

and perhaps 

with the muggy tiredness of night hunt still present in his veins 

Jin Ling doesn’t think first (think twice) to just tell you to fix it 

rather, while you’re sat next to each other at the camping sight

you leaning on his shoulder, sleepy eyed, practically dozing

(maybe, this is where he got his confidence from, from the small idea that maybe you’d be too sleepy to notice)

he simply leans over

and pushes it back up

he draws his hand back to his lap after he is done, 

and no one sees 

Jin Ling knows that you are truly asleep, when you don’t even stir 

but why

do the tips of his fingers burn,

hi hi

i think that this is probably the fifth or sixth version of the arranged marriage au with the juniors that i’ve written, haha

i had promised a previous anon for a fluffier juniors version so i guess here is a little taste of that (for three of the juniors at least)!

enjoy~

‧̍̊˙˚˙ᵕ꒳ᵕ˙˚˙　　˙˚˙ᵕ꒳ᵕ˙˚˙‧̍̊

Lan Sizhui

you both, can’t bring it in yourselves to look at one another 

because

a) you’re both super shy

b) and really, you’re each a surprised, embarrassed, mess

because Sizhui and yours relationship 

was something 

that you never thought would ever bloom

when you both had crossed paths, both trying to pay for the same satchel at a market stand accidentally

and had a funny, embarrassing exchange of giving the satchel back and forth between one another

Sizhui managed to get you to accept it, 

and even offered to buy you lunch (as your little acceptance of goods exchange lasted a bit long into the afternoon)

and it wasn’t a date per say, but it’s not like it couldn’t have been

and you share some dumplings together on the side of the road,

chatting to pass the time

with more in common than you realize

but your lunch ends with a smile at your goodbyes and each step that you take home accompanied by bellies warmed with good food

good company

Sizhui didn’t think he’d ever meet you again

but now, 

standing in front of him

it seems like he does get the chance to see you again

“i never asked for your name,” Sizhui tells you, eyes bright 

you smile back at his comment

and now,

you are finally able to tell him

Lan Jingyi

Jingyi blinks in surprise when you both meet eyes after coming up from your respective bows

it was you, 

“you...” Jingyi notes and you blink at him, 

for just a small moment you are a bit confused

but then a second later

it all clicks

you widen your eyes, a red blush rising to your cheeks as you’re quick to cover your face

Jingyi in front of you lets out a disbelieving (enamored) laugh

because he had met you,

a few days ago

the most cliche of meetings

where you had fallen into his arms and he had held you there to save you from the impact of the hard ground

and although your meeting with one another had been brief

Jingyi had had a hard time forgetting the warmth of you against his chest, in his arms since that encounter

so he’s grateful, feels lucky and maybe understands fate just a little bit better

now that he’s seeing you here in front of him,

your shy smile when you finally lower your sleeve from your face

makes him think that

perhaps

you haven’t forgotten about him either 

Ouayng Zizhen

the tearful goodbye that Zizhen had shared with you yesterday, his everything

long time (as long as young lovers can be) companion

first love,

all come to a halt when you meet eyes with one another in the conference hall

Zizhen had not expected that the person he had been arranged to marry 

to be you

and from the way that your eyes widen in recognition

it seemed that you didn’t expect it either

before either of your representative parties and families could say anything, 

you both run, gravitate, to one another,

Zizhen embraces you fully when you run into his arms, the tears falling out of his eyes rapidly once again

everyone is surprised

because this was an arranged marriage, yet here you both were

acting like,

you both were in love for ages

but it was never an act for either of you,

and you’re so glad that it doesn’t have to be

when Zizhen finally puts you down, cups your teary face with his warm hands

he leans down to capture your lips

and seals the deal

Wei Wuxian

Wei Wuxian had not taken to this arranged marriage lightly

as someone who wanted to live their life, by their rules

their experiences

their choices

Wei Wuxian did not want to be pinned down by the directions of his elders

how could he?

why did he need to be?

but as one of the Twin Prides of Yunmeng, helping his brother rebuild the foundations of their broken sect brick by demolished brick

this political arrangement

would be for the best

and Wei Wuxian hates that his life must be dictated this way

but he was doing this for something bigger than him

Wei Wuxian looks up when he hears the doors of the hall open,

today he is meeting his cultivation partner to be

alone

for the first time

so when he turns around, Chenqing twirling in his hand, he’s surprised to meet eyes with you

you, the kind young cultivator that he had met on the road, when he had left (escaped) the Burial Mounds for the first time

you, the one that had sheltered him, gave him a place to regain himself, despite the dark spirits clinging to his robes

you, 

“y/n...” he had never forgotten your name,

you look at him just as surprised

you smile, glad that he is safe

Wei Wuxian smiles back at you, 

hi hi!

thank you! i hope you’re doing well too~ and why yes of course

*＊✿❀　❀✿＊*

Lan Sizhui

Sizhui doesn’t think that he hears it right, at first

because you were supposed to be asleep

yet,

“i love...” you mumble softly, drooling against your pillow

and Sizhui turns at the sound of your voice, however soft, drawing to you like a moth to a flame,

when he’s laying on his side facing you, he sees your sleeping face, 

sleepily, Sizhui wonders that maybe he is just a tad bit delusional, a tad bit too infatuated, to be thinking and remembering your voice even in this heady dreamy state of mid-wake

“...love a lot...”

Sizhui’s eyes blink, rapidly, almost slowly, as he tries to focus on whether that was just his head making up sounds or that you were actually sleep talking

“love you, love you,” 

Sizhui hears clear, gentle

and if that weren’t enough

this sleepy press of your lips against his chest, is more than proof of what and who you were talking about in your sleep

and Sizhui, with his own sleepiness clinging to his actions,

pulls you close into his arms,

lands a solid kiss at the crown of your head as well

he won’t wake you from sleep 

Lan Jingyi

ever since Jingyi found out about your very endearing habit of sleep talking, 

he’s learned to really really like playing the trick of pretending to hold a conversation with you

because

well

that’s such a Jingyi thing

and also, he couldn’t help it!! you say the darnest things!!

e.g.:

“fishes don’t ever feel wet because they’re always in water,” you’d mumble and then dig your face into your pillow or his arm

“pink popsicles are superior,” 

even though the temperature had dropped low tonight you’re somehow talking about popsicles

Jingyi will take to humming along or adding into your weird pieces of dialogue

and when he asks you about it in the morning you never remember

practically don’t even believe him

so he records it

and now he has this embarrassing 15 min mumble jumble recording of you sleep talking about Weiner dogs or something equally obscure

it’s great blackmail material

but also the easiest way to get a smile on his face in general

Jin Ling

you’re an active sleeper with Jin Ling

because you move around a lot

duh, what was everyone else thinking about lelelele

anyways, between your hand slaps and night monologues, Jin Ling is awoken up more than a few times in the night 

your sleep talking is usually a few short minutes of incoherent mumbling and babbling, 

which usually Jin Ling’s trick of pulling you into his arms and hugging you tight should quell

but some nights

sometimes,

there’s some weird, somber truths in between your mumblings 

“be good...always be good to Jin Ling...be best for him...”

he doesn’t remember when or why or what had even caused you to say things like that a few nights ago

but maybe it had been a culmination of things

from the stress of meeting his family,

to the title of being his finacee

whatever fears and worries that you share in your sleepiness

even when you don’t talk about it when you wake

Jin Ling makes sure to reassure you

so that in dreamland,

where you meet him

you both can be happy

Ouyang Zizhen

Zizhen and you often talked late into the night

so sometimes when you do sleep talk

it’s hard for him to tell whether it’s your sleepy talk or you actually sleep talking

because his brain is quite muddled as well, that late into the night

anyhow, 

sleep talking with him

normally will not wake him

i just get this feeling that Zizhen is a pretty deep sleeper, so small noises like that probably won’t wake him up as fast as like a nuzzle into the chest or something 

but in the times when he catches you sleep talking

he quietly listens

just because of the curiosities that he always has of you

and as you mumble nonsense (some times things that make too much sense) into his chest,

his hand will pat your head,

lull you to a peaceful quiet sleep

and he’ll turn over all the words you say

even if they don’t make sense

or have anything important

everything you say