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Day 9 to 13.
surprise, this artwork is the cover art for a fic I have been working on
I have multiple chapters already and will be uploading them serially
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just thinking about the Jiujiu & Jin Ling to Jiang Jun & Yanqing pipeline
I forgot to update my blog last week but we are now on chapter 3
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chapter 7 post-canon jingluo
ch8
Today, Yanqing was slouching next to Jing Yuan’s desk, fiddling with his sword sheath as the general worked. Jing Yuan watched him for a few seconds, amused. “Yanqing, are you bored?” Yanqing jumped to attention and put his sword away. “No, General!” “Why don’t you come and help me?” Jing Yuan waved him over. “It’ll do you good.”
A few days late, but I wrote a silly jingluo oneshot for mid autumn. ao3 is not loading for me so I will add the fic tags later
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"The general was vainly searching for the shadow of the past on this innocent face. The large drops of tear reflected a weakness that should not have appeared. "
You know it's bad when you decide to make a jing yuan edit as your lockscreen
Imagine..... Cuddling with lion hybrid jingyuan, it would be really cute.. like, he would purr and his tail would swish swish akhhhhhh and he would be really clingy, I WILL PATT HIS HEAD OMG OMG OMG
AND SHOWER HIM WITH KISSES AND SQUISH AND RUB HIS CHEEKS AND RUFFLE HIS HAIR AND HIS PURR WILL GET LOUDER AND LOUDER
Jingyuan and wife reader, setting up yanqing to go on a date with yunli yey
fresh breezes of dawn.
pairing: jingyuan x reader
synopsis: in the tranquil glow of the early morning, jingyuan finds unexpected solace, entranced by the descent of a single leaf, with you sound asleep in his lap.
tags: sfw, fluff, established relationship. sleeping on jingyuan’s lap when a leaf falls by your body
in the hushed hours of early morning, the world seemed to hold its breath. the sun, still beneath the horizon, sent forth tentative fingers of light, brushing the sky with soft hues of pink and gold. beneath the dappled canopy of leaves, a single leaf, it’s vibrant green now kissed by the first blush of autumn, detached from its branch. it floated gracefully, riding the invisible currents of the dawn breeze, until it found its resting place on the ground below.
jingyuan sat, his frame a study in calmness, with the gentle rise and fall of your breath beneath his fingertips. he observed the leaf’s descent, eyes tracing its path as it falls. in those fleeting moments, the world was suspended in a tranquil ballet, where nature whispered its ancient lullabies to the souls of those willing to listen.
there was a profound serenity in that scene— the juxtaposition of the vibrant life in the leaf against your quiet slumber. jingyuan, gaze fixed on the descending leaf, found unexpected solace in the simplicity of nature’s gestures. the world he lived in, the life he lived, was vast and complex. yet in this moment, everything boiled down to the quiet descent of a leaf and the soft rhythm of his lover’s breathing.
as the leaf settled on the ground, jingyuan’s lips curled into a small, serene smile. his fingers absentmindedly brushed a strand of hair away from your face, peaceful expression reflected in his eyes. in that shared stillness, he felt a profound connection not only with the natural world but also with the slumbering soul nestled against him.
in the quiet cradle of dawn, jingyuan found an unexpected sanctuary— a moment where the world stood still, and the heartache of battles and burdens faded into the background. it was a reminder that even amidst chaos, there existed pockets of tranquility, waiting to be discovered, cherished, and shared. and in those moments, with your sleeping figure in his lap and the gentle leaf at his feet, jingyuan marvelled at the beauty of existence, finding simplicity of the world’s quietude.