#post-marriage

[wangxianficrecs]

All According to Plan by cerbykerby

All According to Plan

by cerbykerby

M, 2k, wangxian

Summary: There is a fox in the Cloud Recesses, and the dragons have not known peace since he arrived. Wei Wuxian makes sure his new husband and the entire Cloud Recesses know exactly how he feels about marrying into the Lan dragon clan.

Mojo's comments: Well, this was happy-making!

Excerpt: Lan Wangji patiently holds him as he screams. "Would you like me to finish bathing you?" "Absolutely not," Wei Wuxian would have said, if he could talk in fox form. Instead, he grumpily submits to letting himself be washed. Might as well, since he is already wet. The water feels pretty nice anyways, now that he has calmed down a little. To make sure Lan Wangji knows that he is not one to be so easily won over, Wei Wuxian shakes his fur out once he's out of the bathtub, spraying water everywhere. As a final touch, he tears his towel to shreds after he has rolled around in it as much as possible to dry off.

arranged marriage, fluff, comedy, dragon lan wangji, fox wei wuxian, implied mpreg, getting together, shapeshifting, patient lan wangji, humor, post-marriage, huli jing, @cerbykerby

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[starshinegoblin]

Is This What He Sees?

Untamed Fest Day #3: Flush { prompt list } Rating: T Pairing: Sangyu (Nie Huaisang x Mo Xuanyu) Summary: Mo Xuanyu is returning to their rooms for some rest and gets asked to grab Nie Huaisang a jar of paint but he finds something else in the man's study.

Writer’s Notes: This is set in a shared arranged au with @ruensroad ! Here is another insight into post-wedding sangyu; unlike day 2 this one is set a few months after the marriage while day 2 was more of almost a year or more. 

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“You should go rest, xiao-niao .” Madam Mo said smiling down at her son. Her fingers combing through his hair from where he’d fallen asleep listening to her read out the latest poetry book that Nie Huaisang had gifted her.

“Mnn.” Mo Xuanyu sleepily groaned, nuzzling his face into her knee.

“Xiao-niao .” Madam Mo called making Mo Xuanyu sniffle before finally lifting his head. A tired smile on his face as he opened his eyes.

“Okay, mama , I’ll go.” Mo Xuanyu chuckled as he brought her hand close to press a soft kiss to her hand.

“I’ll see you at dinner.” Madam Mo said softly as he stood up and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“Yes, mama .” Mo Xuanyu responded as he pulled away. He smiled warmly at her before heading back towards his and Nie Huaisang’s quarters. Thankfully, it was a good day with the sun shining and a nice breeze in the air. It was refreshing and helpful in waking himself up as he made his way. After living in fear for so long he never thought he’d get used to living here in Qinghe, but he took to the place like a bird learning to fly. And he’s been soaring ever since. His mother was safe and life is good. He was pulled from the thought as one of the disciples passed him bowing before going on their way.

“Wonder what he’s doing today?” Mo Xuanyu muttered as he entered the front room of their quarters. New palettes of silk had come from Yunmeng for Nie Huaisang. He stepped up to get a proper look at the top pallets. The silk was a deep green with a beautiful violet damask lotus print. He wondered if Nie Huaisang was going to make Jiang Wanyin a new outer robe for the summer festival.

“Huaisang?” Mo Xuanyu called out, noticing how quiet it was.

“I’m out here, A-Yu! Come see what I’ve got! ” Nie Huaisang’s voice called back from their courtyard. That’s another thing that he didn’t think he’d get used to either. Nie Huaisang has taken to call him sweet names to go with those soft smiles.

“Okay.” Mo Xuanyu laughed, making his way to the door at the far end of the room to go out to the courtyard.

“Wait!! Can you grab me another jar of the dark blue green paint from the study first?” Nie Huaisang requested.

“Yes.” Mo Xuanyu responded, turning back around to go to their study. Though he really should call it Nie Huaisang’s workshop. The room was chaotically organized and thanks to his eidetic memory it was easier for him to remember where everything was. He chuckled seeing the small tray of food where his husband had started working in here and eventually went outside.

Mo Xuanyu grabbed the jar off the shelf then went to get the tray. He’d set in the front room for the staff to get so that they didn’t disturb his stuff. The moment he lifted the tray and a notebook fell to the floor. It fell open with loose pages splaying out all around it.

“Shit.” Mo Xuanyu cursed low, setting the jar and tray down, before kneeling down to clean up the mess. As he was gathering up the papers he couldn’t help but notice that they were pages of different studies of body parts. He laughed wondering how many times it’d taken Nie Huaisang to draw this person's hands the way he liked. Mo Xuanyu leaned forward to grab the paper that’d slid further away. He turned it over to face it like the rest and stilled. The paper was a body study as well. His body to be exact.

Mo Xuanyu flushed seeing that Nie Huaisang was designing a new archery outfit for him that would be light weight but more efficient in the heat. He could tell the inspiration was from the traditional leather armor he’d worn a week ago. The design had the armor looking like layered feathers and would be made of cut pieces of leather. On the side there were multiple drawings of his torso from the front and back wearing the armor with different cuts. Normally it wouldn’t bother him but the more he looked he realized that Nie Huaisang drew everything on him. The scars, the freckles, and the muscles. It was a perfect render of him as he is.

Mo Xuanyu’s heart started to race. He could feel the love and devotion that went into the sketches of him.  Was this how he saw him?

“I changed my mind. I need the cy...oh…” Nie Huaisang started but came to a stop as he stepped into the room and found Mo Xuanyu on his knees on his floor.  “What are you doing down there?”

“Nothing, the book fell.” Mo Xuanyu responded, hastily shoving the sketch back in the book. His face hot as he quickly handed it to Nie Huaisang. Then promptly went around him hoping the man hadn’t seen his face. “I’m going to take a nap.”

“Okay, sweet dreams....” Nie Huaisang said, words trailing as the other left him feeling confused.

---- xiao-niao : little bird

[readinglokicomicsfromthestart]

Odinson + Related Family Drama!

So it is 1969, and Karnilla, Queen of the Norns, has the hots for Balder. Loki doesn’t think she’s got a chance, since she’s pretty much a villain at this point, and he’s Good. Though also Loki is grumpy because Karnilla doesn’t like him...

Fastforward to 2018: Karnilla’s not really bad anymore, Balder is also dead (this is all taking place in Niffleheim). Karnilla and Balder are actually in love, but for complicated Muspelheim/Surtur’s daughter-fighting reasons, Balder is getting married off to Hela:

  At this point, Thanos crashes the wedding and Hela thinks she can call the wedding off. But Thanos only stopped by to dump Hela: 

Shenanigans ensue, and everyone’s still standing around at the wedding, and the only way to prevent an Odinson family war (not only are these folks here, but also Loki, Tyr, Fenris, Thor- note that at this point it is canon that Fenris and Hela are Loki’s kids): Karnilla puts the ring on and thereby marries Hela:

BONUS:

(First panel Thor #167 (1969), Remaining ones Thor (2018) #3-4)

[codename-bewareofthefangirl]

hey!! Can I request a scenario/Drabble where Bakugo is older and had married a quirkless wife,, they have a child together but in the end, the child got older and shown no signs of having a quirk?? After finding this out, his wife was depressed and self-blamed her for the child to be quirkless like her?? SorRY IF THIS IS RATHER ANGSTY

Hi dear! Don’tworry, I LOVED THIS ASK! I LOVE BAKUGOU! Anyway, in this scenario he’s older andyes, he has matured. As much as I love him, Katsuki still needs to grow andmature, to learn to apologize for his past mistakes and to accept people likeDeku (obviously, I know the problem with Deku is not only that he wasquirkless, I’m just simplifying). So here, I imagine him having done all ofthis (in his own grumpy and swearing way, without changing drastically hispersonality) and I hope you’re not going to find him ooc!

Have awonderful day!

BakugouKatsuki x Quirkless Reader, Post-Marriage, Quirkless Son (Hikari), Angst withHappy Ending

The Pride of a Father

You were seated on the couch of the living room, inthe dark; you held your knees to the chest as when you were younger and feltscared, lonely or depressed. You thought you had changed, you had becomestronger. Well, maybe it had been all an illusion.

The house was silent, for once you didn’t hear thebubbly laughter of your son, nor the growling of your husband. You had left thefirst one with your parents, since you weren’t in the right state of mind totake care of him and didn’t want him to see you cry, while Bakugou wasn’t goingto come back for another week, away for a job.

You didn’t remember the last time you had eaten ormoved. Your mind replied the words of the doctor again and again, every time ithurt more and you felt like dying inside.

“I’m sorry toinform you that your son is quirkless too.”

It was your fault. Only yours.

You remembered the relationship Katsuki and Dekushared during their first adolescence, the disgust your husband held forquirkless people at first. For you, he had made an exception, for you he hadlearnt to accept and respect this unlucky trait. Everybody said you two hadmade each other stronger and better people, that it was a sort of miracle thatBakugou had chosen to love you so dearly and passionately.

And now you’ve ruined everything.

You had taken away what Bakugou wanted the most. Asmall, brave son that could go pro-hero like him. Images of Bakugou’s fondsmile when Hikari was born flashed in fron of your eyes, of the way he lookedat the child when he slept, the laughter when they played together and yourhusband faked to be a scary villain so that your son could be the hero…

It was all your fault.

And what if now he was going to hate you? You and yourson? If he was tired of being with you? Tired of sharing your burden?

It was all your fault.

 Suddenly, you heard the door opening and froze. Youperked your head up, feeling dizzy and confused, too weak to stand up and gochecking. What if it was a villain? Well, anyway you were too disheartened to l-

The lights were switched on and you blinked, blinded.

Then terror overwhelmed you.

“Oi, SO!” Katsuki threw on the floor his sport bag andrushed to your side, “What the hell is going on?” he roared worriedly,crouching in front of you and grabbing your wrists to pull them away from the face.

“W-why you are here?” you stuttered with eyes as wideas saucers. He shouldn’t have come back before-

“Your parents called me saying you had holed up in thehouse for three days and weren’t answering the phone, for fuck sake!” he interruptedglaring fiercely. You tried to free from his grip, panicking, but he kept youthere.

“SO! Look at me!”

You weren’t ready.

Your eyes filled with tears.

“I’m sorry Katsuki, I’m sorry!” you blurted shaking,as he looked horrified at your outburst, “I-It’s all my fault. I’m so sorry, it’sall my fault-“

“Hey, w-what’s going on?” he asked confused, trying tosoften his tone. He stood up and sat on the couch by your side, now holdinggently your hands.

“Our son is quirkless.” You spat it out as if it couldhurt less this way, looking down at your joined hands and feeling a heavynausea bottling in you. You had betrayed him in the worst way possible, hadn’tyou?

Bakugou held his breath, inhaling sharply. He tensedand closed his eyes with a grimace. Then, he exhaled slowly and deeply, tryingto steady his breath and keep calm.

“Yeah…I actually expected it,” he replying painfully,squeezing your hands as he looked again at you.

You turned your head horrified and met his red eyes. Painand a bit of disappointment, but the love was still there. There was the sameacceptance he held when he first had confessed to her, even if she was what hehad despised the most for years.

“You knew?”

Bakugou sighed and rolled his eyes.

“If he had taken from me, he would have alreadymanifested his quirk,” he explained quietly, “I wasn’t sure so I waited. I’mnot an idiot,” he gruffly flicked your forehead.

You blinked at him, emotions whirling inside of you.

“You knew? And you didn’t say anything? Why aren’t youmad Katsuki?” you yelled between tears, “Why aren’t you disgusted? I ruined ourson! It’s my fault! The fault of my genes! You should be-” you hit him on thechest for every word you said. You wanted him to be as mad at you as you were,to vent it out on you. You were the one who had ruined your Hikari’s life.

Katsuki lost it. He cupped your cheeks and pulled youcloser in a chaste, but firm kiss.

“Stop it,” he growled on your lips, “That’s a fucking nonsense.It’s not your fault.”

You looked at him as a small animal, lost in yourself.Why? Just why?

“Our son is quirkless,” you whispered, “Like me.”

“So what?” he huffed. He didn’t let you avert youreyes, nor pull back.

“You wanted him to go pro-hero, I ruined his life.”

Katsuki scowled and rested his forehead against yours.

“Fuck SO! Obviously I wanted it, you know how I am,but nobody said he was going to be one. Maybe he would have become a teacher orsomething normal either way!”

“But he-”

“I love you even if you’re quirkless right? I fuckingmarried you, idiot! Why should I hate my son? Our son? Don’t you know howprecious you two are to me?” he continued without letting you talk, “You’reoverthinking such stupid things. He’s going to be the best even without anyquirk, because he’s ours okay?” his words struck you like a slap in the face.

You cried again, nodding desperately as finally the suffocating,invisible grip around your throat loosened in relief.

Katsuki relaxed too with a small smile and pulled you ina tight hug.

“I’m sorry,”

“Stop apologizing idiot, everything is okay,” hegrowled without any real anger.

“Mmh,” you hummed hiding in his arms, bashing in hiswarmth.

You shared a moment of comfortable silence, as youcried your last tears and Katsuki accepted in his heart that his son wasquirkless for real and it was going to be okay either way.

“Ehy, have you eaten something those days?” hesuddenly asked, glaring down at you.

You grimaced and averted your eyes.

“Ehm…”

“Fuck, SO!” he sworn shoving you gently to the sideand standing up, “Do you want to die or what?” He marched towards the kitchen,mumbling something under your breath.

A fond smile blossomed on your lips: he had changed somuch and you were so proud of him. You loved him as you’ve never loved anyoneelse.

“Now, you eat something and then we go to pick upHikari, so that you can apologize to everyone alright?” he shouted from the otherroom as you heard him banging pans and who knows what, “And come here, you lazybabe, I need some help!”

You laughed hard, happiness filling you up in waves.

“I’m coming, you grumpy babe!”

[starshinegoblin]

HotHouse

Untamed Fest Day #9: Shower { prompt list } Rating: T Pairing: Sangyu (Nie Huaisang x Mo Xuanyu) Which Alternate Universe: Of Honor and Desire Summary: It’s been hot with no rain for a while and the rain finally comes. 

Writer’s Notes: @ruensroad - A rain smooch ♥

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“When will this heat break?” Nie Huaisang whined as he wiped his forehead as he gazed out the window at the courtyard. It’d been almost a month without rain in Qinghe. He could have sworn that it was the hottest summer he’d ever experienced in his life and the humidity was worse. At night they’d have thunder and lightning storms but no rain. He groaned when the door to his office opened. Nie Huaisang turned around to find Nie Zong Hui standing there. A sheepish expression on his face.

“Do not tell me…”

“Yes, young master Nie.” Nie Zong Hui responded with a nod. A small stack of letters in his hands, and to Nie Huaisang’s last bit of patience they were from Yanbin. The old mule had a stack ready for him when he’d come in after breakfast with his husband. 

“That bas…” Nie Huaisang started but stopped with the unimpressed look on Nie Zong Hui’s face. “Fine, but I’m stopping at dinner time. I won’t work late tonight. I’ve been working  too late  this past week.”

“I’ll leave them on your desk.” Nie Zong Hui responded. 

“A-Yao’s.” Nie Huaisang mumbled as  Nie Zong Hui  shook his head with a smile as he dropped the letters onto Nie Huaisang’s desk. Then he lifted up the completed papers that needed to be delivered to their proper disciples and elders.  

“I will go ahead and deliver these.” Nie Zong Hui said as Nie Huaisang waved him off with a wave of his hand. 

Nie Huaisang sighed and went back to his desk. It’d be better if he just finished the small stack. As much as he’d love to just let the old bag stew it would just make matters worse if he did that. Besides, he didn’t want to ruin his evening with his husband thinking about what could be in the stack.  So, he sat down untying the small bundle and got to work. He hoped that Mo Xuanyu was doing alright. 

Back in their rooms, Mo Xuanyu let out a small sigh. It’d been too hot to take his horse out and so he’d opted to stay inside. He’d had experience with this kind of heat but it’d been different. Yunmeng had heat waves and the humidity was different. There were also lakes that one could go swimming in to stave off the heat. Which gave him an idea as he looked at the bare courtyard through the open doors in their main room. Nie Huaisang had talked about them redesigning it. While wishing for some rain or at least a cool breeze, Mo Xuanyu wondered if they could put a pool there? He’d talk about it more with Nie Huaisang when he returned from his work. And what better way to start the conversation by showing him some of the ideas. Now, he wasn’t as good of an artist as his husband but he do his best. His husband was always encouraging him to do as he’d liked and offered his own supplies to Mo Xuanyu to use. So he went to Nie Huaisang’s study and grabbed some paper and some charcoal.

It was nearing dinner time when Nie Huaisang heard the first crack of lightning. He jumped and was so glad that no one else had been in here with him. He’d sighed and rubbed his temples. Between the heat and Elder Yanbin’s last letter, Nie Huaisang was getting the worst kind of headache. One that could only be cured with some wine and his beautiful husband’s company. He leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes while he continued to rub. The pounding in his ears was making it worse. He was just about to get back to work when he realized that the sound wasn’t his ears. It was coming from the roof. He blinked and looked out the window. It was raining  so hard that it was almost white out. 

“Did you hear that?” Nie Zong Hui asked, poking his head inside. His eyes blinking and knowing that loud sounds like that would sometimes startle Nie Huaisang. 

“It’s raining.” Nie Huaisang answered gleefully. He grabbed a clean piece of parchment and responded back to Elder Yanbin’s letter quickly and with his first instinct response. It’d probably be sent back tomorrow with some complaints but he didn’t care. He wanted to get back to Mo Xuanyu. “And I am going to enjoy it with my husband. I’m done for the day.” 

“Alright, I’ll make sure to get them taken care of.” Nie Zong Hui responded, striding over to the desk and taking the replies to the letters that’d  been sent earlier. “Enjoy your evening.”

“I think I will.” Nie Huaisang replied as he stood up quickly despite the pain. Then he set off to get back to his rooms. He couldn’t help but love the sight of it as he watched the rain fall while  he walked.

In the main room of their quarters still, Mo Xuanyu had been working on his sixth design for their courtyard when the lightning cracked the sky open. He could tell it was going to actually rain this time by the smell in the air before it even happened. A huge grin slid across his face the moment the rain fell. He’d been hot and sweaty but the air was cooling now that the rain had come. So, he stopped drawing and got up. He’d only been clad in his trousers due to the heat and being in their rooms all day. 

Mo Xuanyu walked to the edge of the porch reaching his palms out. The heavy rain beat against them but it felt good against his hot hands. He let out a small breath then stepped out into the courtyard letting the heavy shower come down on him. 

Nie Huaisang entered his shared quarters with his husband expecting him to be in the main room like he always was reading. But what he found when he entered was drawings sprawled across the low table. They were rough sketching of what their courtyard could be. A warmth blossomed in his chest at the sight, and it had nothing to do with the heat. It had everything to do with the fact that Mo Xuanyu was showing that he felt like this was his space. He’d taken the supplies without asking. 

He reached down taking one of the sketches to see it better. It really caught his eye and reminded him of the private docks at Lotus Pier. That’d probably been Mo Xuanyu’s inspiration since he recalled that at one time the man had been stationed there. He was just about to call out for his husband when he realized the doors to the courtyard were open and someone was standing there. Nie Huaisang paused. No, not someone. It was Mo Xuanyu. He was standing there with his back turned to him and those toned arms stretched out with his head up towards the heavens. 

The man was beautiful and the sight would be forever burned into his mind. His fingers itching to paint the memory. He would, oh he would later, but now he wanted to enjoy it. His eyes tracing over his husband. The all too familiar wave of want flowed through his veins. 

Nie Huaisang’s breath caught and he let out a sound that must have been loud enough for Mo Xuanyu to hear because the man lowered his head and arms to look over his shoulder at him. His ash colored eyes were mesmerizing as the rivellets of water slid down his face. The long raven hair that was normally kept in a high ponytail was lowered from the water weighing it down. 

“Join me?” Mo Xuanyu asked, feeling brave at seeing the want in Nie Huaisang’s eyes, extending his hand towards him. His heart beat fast as he watched Nie Huaisang set the paper down and walk to the porch. There Nie Huaisang stripped down to his thin inner robe and trousers then reached out to take Mo Xuanyu’s hand. Mo Xuanyu brought his hand to his lips then slowly guided his husband out into the rain. 

Mo Xuanyu stilled, his lips parting as he watched Nie Huaisang lift his head up to the heaven’s like he had just moments ago. He swallowed feeling the curling heat in his gut when Nie Huaisang opened his eyes and turned them to look at him. Mo Xuanyu couldn’t help but feel lucky that this was a sight just for him. That he’d married someone so handsome and good.  

“What?” Nie Huaisang asked when he saw Mo Xuanyu’s lips part but no words came out. Instead of answering with words for fear he’d lose his courage. Mo Xuanyu stepped into the man’s space where their chests brushed, bringing his other hand to cup Nie Huaisang’s cheek. His thumb gently stroking his cheek. He looked into Nie Huaisang’s questioning eyes before leaning in to capture his lips in the gentlest of kisses.

[starshinegoblin]

Confession Time

Untamed Fest Day #5: fresh { prompt list } Rating: T Pairing: Sangyu (Nie Huaisang x Mo Xuanyu) Which Alternate Universe: Of Honor and Desire Summary: Mo Xuanyu gets Nie Huaisang to tell him how he feels about him after the man comes back from a walk. 

Writer’s Notes: @ruensroad - our boys having that talk about being pretty ♥

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He didn’t know what had triggered Mo Xuanyu’s recent behavior but the small progress he’d thought they’d made on the way back to Qinghe seems to have been reversed. He’d gotten word from the kitchen staff that his meals were being eaten in his married quarters or in his mother’s rooms. The man hadn’t even gone to the stables liked they’d discussed.

I am the worst husband. Nie Huaisang thought as he looked across the low table at Mo Xuanyu. The man was quietly eating his dinner with no complaints. Not that there would be. Nie Huaisang knew that the man had liked the dishes that’d been served because the man had said so. Or maybe he didn’t and was just being polite. He really needed to be a better husband. 

“I heard that you went to see waipo today?” Nie Huaisang asked, trying to get the man to talk. 

Mo Xuanyu tensed up and stopped eating, making Nie Huaisang wince. That apparently had been the wrong thing to say. It wasn’t like he was keeping tabs on him. He could go anywhere he wanted. He had just gone to visit Madam Mo and she’d said that he’d just missed Mo Xuanyu. So they couldn’t have had lunch together. But he’d had a good lunch with his mother-in-law.

“She told me that I’d missed  having you join us  for lunch. I’m not…” Nie Huaisang said, trying to salvage the conversation but Mo Xuanyu’s only response was to slowly set his chopsticks down. Before Mo Xuanyu could dismiss himself and not eat dinner, Nie Huaisang set his own chopsticks down. 

“...I’m already full. Since the night is a nice one, I think I’ll go walk some of it off with some fresh air.” Nie Huaisang said bowing his head, then left so that Mo Xuanyu would eat. 

He knew that it was late when he came back from the aviary. The place that he liked to go to think about things. However, the side effect was that his little feathered friends liked to leave feathers on him. So when he walked through the door to their main room he was plucking feathers off. He stilled when he found Mo Xuanyu sitting at the desk in front of the open doors to their courtyard. 

“Huaisang...I…” his eyes narrowed seeing the feathers, “...were you attacked by birds?”

“Uh no...I just went to the aviary.” Nie Huisang answered honestly, “There is a fountain there that was built for my mother. I got there to sit and see the birds.” He looked down on the desk to see his leather bound book. “Is that my..”

“I...need to talk to you about this.” Mo Xuanyu responded, cheeks flushing. Nie Huaisang’s heart started to race. His gift for Mo Xuanyu’s performance in the fall festival. was inside that one and by the way that Mo Xuanyu was acting he didn’t sound happy.

“Okay.” Nie Huaisang replied, releasing a small breath before moving to sit across from him.  Mo Xuanyu licked his lips then opened the book. Nie Huaisang felt a pit form in his stomach when Mo Xuanyu took out the loose pages of the armor design he was going to gift Mo Xuanyu. 

“I can explain…” Nie Huaisang stumbled but then Mo Xuanyu took out the body studies too. He clammed up and started blushing himself. He actually didn’t have any good excuse for those. He’d just wanted to draw his beautiful husband. 

“...how you see me?” Mo Xuanyu asked carefully, looking at Nie Huaisang. His dark eyes staring at him. Nie Huaisang could tell he was looking for something. That there was a wrong answer to this question. He swallowed hard before answering. Nie Huaisang didn’t want to ruin their relationship by being careless with his words. 

“Yes, that’s how I see you.” He reached forward for the sketches of Mo Xuanyu’s back and chest. “I see your strength, bravery, and self discipline.” His fingertips tracing the scars on the page.

Across from him, Mo Xuanyu’s heart was beating fast and were those fingers touched on the page it was like they were grazing his own flesh beneath the silk robes he wore. He thought for sure that Nie Huaisang would have said something like he was beautiful or described his body like an object. The fears that Mo Xuanyu had that Nie Huaisang had felt that way faded away. The blush that’d been faint deepened. 

“Good.” Mo Xuanyu replied with a smile. 

[luciferprompts]

Lucifer and Chloe are married when Chloe gets amnesia. She either doesn't remember him, or remembers him from her "repulsed in a chemical level" phase. Lucifer worries the first time of her loving him was a fluke. He tries hard but keeps making mistakes.

[therakyatpost]

New Post has been published on The Rakyat Post

New Post has been published on http://www.therakyatpost.com/news/2014/06/28/study-post-marriage-course-thoroughly-ngos-tell-jakim

Study post-marriage course thoroughly, NGOs tell Jakim

KUALA LUMPUR, June 28: 

Muslim non-governmental organisations (NGOs) have urged Malaysian Islamic Development Department (Jakim) to study the module implementation methods thoroughly before proposing its mandatory post-marriage course for Muslim couples.

The department had proposed that Muslim couples, who had been married between one and 20 years, must attend a post-marriage course, held in four phases, aimed at strengthening the family institution in a bid to reduce the divorce rate in the country.

Sisters In Islam (SIS) programme manager Suri Kempe questioned the lack of transparency in the department’s statistics on divorce rates and preferred the modules to be based on factors contributing to the divorce.

“When it comes to divorce, there are various factors involved and to study this, thorough research has to be conducted with interviews held with marriage counsellors and couples themselves before the module is implemented,” she said, adding that among the factors contributing to the rates are domestic violence, infidelity and oral divorce.

“What are the statistics they’ve attained? What are the reasons behind the rise in divorce rates?” she asked, demanding Jakim to reveal their studies.

Suri said the “jumping the gun” tactics, along with making the course mandatory, would not serve as a solution.

“If I believe that my marriage is going well, why should I want to waste my time and money attending the course?” she asked, adding that parents would also have difficulty in taking care of their children when they are away for the courses.

“Would Jakim provide babysitter services? This is why the course has to be studied very diligently before it is implemented.”

Negeri Sembilan Muslim Coalition’s secretary Shamsul Azhar Yahya also echoed Suri’s sentiment, suggesting that the course should instead be added as a module for the already mandatory pre-marriage course and a trial run should be conducted on civil servants under their required course pre-requisites.

“Civil servants usually have some 10 hours allocated to attend courses for a year. The majority of the time, departments would send the employees to undergo the same repetitive courses every year.

“It is high time the courses be balanced with two-hours allocated for couples to attend this course.”

However, he also asked Jakim to study the implementation method, questioning what action would be taken if the couples chose not to attend the course.

“What are you going to do if the couples feel they don’t require to undergo the course?” he asked.

The proposal for the course, targeted at Muslim couples who had been married for one to five years, six to 10 years, and 11 to 20 years and above, is currently undergoing a trial run to obtain feedback on the present module.

Jakim’s Family, Social and Community Development director Zakuan Sawai said efforts to develop the course, which differ vastly from the pre-marriage course as it dwells more liberally on marital issues, including husband-wife health and relationships, were initiated in 2012 and a pilot project is being held to obtain feedback on the module.