About me: Dia/Caristiona/No. 1 Jing Yuan Glazer. Writes occasionally, Civil Engineer trying to get into Electrical Engineering, Rants always, 20+ years old.
Fandoms: Honkai Star Rail, JJK, Genshin Impact, Wuthering Waves, Ark Knights Endfield, Full Metal Alchemist, Moriarty The Patriot, Other Manhwas and Webtoons, RE Series, TWST
Current favorites: Jing yuan, Ashveil, Sunday, Boothill, Leon S Kennedy, Malleus Draconia, Silver Vanrouge, Gojo Satoru, Fei xiao, Yao guang, Dan heng, Hsr Flins.
i’m so silly i thought i responded to ur ask but my laptop and tumblr ate my response i twas not ignoring it !!! T^TTTT feel free to ignore this one (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )
🙇 lmao how r u tho heyyy—
Not good, got diagnosed with Jing yuanism and I can’t get him out of my brain 😭. Also I have like a fck ton of au’s I want to put him in. I saw a “which type of ao3 writer are you” and I’m definitely the au writer…I also have a mountain of drafts…
!!! your new jy fic woah ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ഒ it’s so hot and was wonderful to read :,)) blushing over “if he could bottle up those moments into wine, he would down it instantly and still beg for more.” and “… argues something as frail as you should be handled with a gentle but firm hand” especially; we love a down bad man and a little struggle with the direction of his devotion WAHHH it was so yummy !!! :,)))) i might combust .
have a lovely evening day night morning uhm i hope i don’t get my timezones wrong again like the last time asks were exchanged lmao (standing emoji)…
Asdfgh thank you thank you ❤️ Means a lot to me especially since it was my first time writing smut 😬 I think my version of a yan Jing yuan is a manipulative bastard who won’t let you talk to anyone because they’ll eventually hurt you and he’s the only one who’ll never hurt you, but at the same time, he’s insecure asf you’ll leave him if you do make friends and connections with other people. So he’s like a whiny clingy yan even though he knows he’s the most sought after bachelor on the luofu, yet he also knows he’s not perfect and that makes him afraid you’ll ditch him. Which is also why he’s so big about publicly making it known you’re with him like making you wear a lion pin when you go out and keeping you around him at all times. so if you do get married to him, it’ll be a massive ceremony with foreign delegates and a small ceremony with close friends. I hc blade would actually show up 😭, I just love the hcq story
This isn’t in the fic but he would also ask you to handle tasks that the lady of the house would normally take over, like money and budgeting, just in case anyone gets the wrong idea that you’re up for the taking. So you’ll be budgeting his stuff and Mimi’s food is like a billion strales 😭. In my house, my mom would do the finance stuff but we have accountants, even then the papers go to her. You’ll also be in charge of hiring other staff (again, typically a spouse’s job), though he would prefer you cook for him, dress him in the morning, and take care of him, you’ll be too busy and he can’t have his precious time with you taken away! (You’re still the one waking him up and dressing him everyday, he doesn’t want anyone else touching him but you)
So it’s as if he wants to be the centre of your world. At this stage, Jing yuan is still hoping to woo the reader even as a yan because I don’t think he would immediately reach for the nuclear option like kidnapping, but he is thinking about it…and gifts! He wants to shower you with gifts but know’s it will freak you out and you’ll possibly run off. They’ll be subtle gifts, like a new daily wear outfit that suspiciously matches with him. Couple matching shirts are really popular where I’m from.
And about not seeing my asks it’s okiii, I think the new feature where tumblr combines the activity tab with inbox was so much more better and you can easily switch between them on mobile. Because sometimes, the asks only show in the inbox and you don’t actually get notifications. I’ve accidentally ignored some people like that (whoops). So I’ll just combine all my answers in this long ass reply.
And I love your horror fic sm, I’m frothing at the mouth. WHO IS IN THE BASEMENT? Is it bladie??? Imagine it’s fu xuan and all she’s In there for is because she told Jing yuan to get to work and he just got pissed at her 😭😭. Also what are your eldritch Jing yuan’s powers? Is he super cracked and op? I thought he could teleport since it started at maize fields to a forest?
I kind of want to write a backrooms explorer and entity! Jing Yuan after watching the backrooms movie…I just discovered there’s more to the backrooms than Kane Parson’s movie lol. Like there’s funky rules and a so many levels.
As for the dip pen vs fountain pen, if you like flex, there’s a lot of flex fountain pens. For me, i don’t really like flex and it’s intended for calligraphers anyways. There’s also semi flex, I’ve also heard the pilot e95s has a lil bit of line variation but I personally would not go pressing down on a GOLD NIB in these GOLD PRICES. I also had a bit of anxiety when I was younger and I bit my finger nails a lot, but then it stopped after my mom got me short press ons(?) it was like this nail tech and she would trim the press on to be slightly above your natural nail.
I hope you have a lovely night/evening since we basically live on opposite sides of the world and it’s morning for me ❤️
just as an fyi, the people who use #yanblr are people who personally identify w the term yandere and seek others in like. the community. you don't want to use that for writing
In which you are the general’s treasured maid helping him relieve stress ;)
“Ngh…That’s it darling, take it deeper. I know you can”
It’s swelteringly sultry and cramped where you are, squished under his desk. He thinks you’re so cute, his adorable little maid sputtering all over his cock, desperate and gasping with knees bent in worship on a plush cushion and head draped on a hard muscled thigh.
Now and then, the general would get stressed and needy. Stressed from sifting through mountains of tedious sleep-inducing paperwork and needy from the way you flit around his field of vision eager to serve his every whim, even if it’s filthy and debauched. What a dutiful maid you are, waiting at his beck and call, hand and foot.
The relationship between the two of you is no clandestine secret either. Everyone knows who you are, the one who holds the general’s leash, makes sure his schedule is timely to the best of your abilities, and giving him ‘encouragement’ to finish his daily quota of work. You are often seen pacing two steps behind him, but end up with his hand tightly around your waist anyways. Even if he could have anyone in the entire cosmos, especially with the occult like following of his, all he has ever desired, desires, and will ever desire is you.
This is wrong for both of you, convention and your contract dictates a strictly professional relationship, but the way his calloused hands slot perfectly on your curves like puzzle pieces feels awfully right. What does it matter if it’s wrong or right, his word is law aboard the Luofu. Typically, such unprofessional behavior would warrant disgust and gossip from the tabloids, the general fraternizing with a lowly maid? Scandalous! Yet they bite their tongue because without you, all hell would break loose in the Divine Foresight. No one wants to deal with an angry general.
At least that’s why you think they’re so quiet about this, partly that is true. As for the other part…general Jing Yuan has his hands pulling a few strings.
Back in the moment, you gasp when he lazily cards his fingers through your hair, yanking your head back by the roots. His cock slips out for a brief moment and you feel your head graze against the coarse wood under his desk but his hand is quick to cushion you so you don’t ram against the splintered fibers.
“Mmf…J-Jing Yuan.” You feel every thick ridge of his cock resting heavy on your tongue. He doesn’t thrust yet, preferring to take things leisurely with his hand petting your hair and pushing back the strands that fall over your eyes.
That delicious burn spreading at the back of your throat lulls before he jerks your head back down, forcing you to take him deeper than you already are. If that were even possible.
“Shh…good girl. Aren’t you just adorable like this— little sparrow all worked up,” He coos, words billowing like steam on his teacup flowing into one ear and out the other as he melts into the seat when your eyes flutter close.
With someone as…well endowed as he is, you struggle with getting even half of his cock inside your mouth before you’re reduced a whining,sobbing, drooling puddle and begging him for help with glassy eyes. And he is more than happy to oblige.
You notice him bite back a moan, his eyes clamp shut and his teeth digs into his lower lip, not enough to bite himself bleeding, but enough that the sight make you feel the visceral effect of butterflies fluttering in you and the obscene squelching sound between your legs. And that reaction only emboldens you to double down on your efforts, act more rashly, and beg for every inch as he struggles to hold back the dam of his own desire, that when comes crashing down, will drown the both of you.
His hips buck and twitch and wet sounds echo in the room. Luckily, in his private estate, he had dismissed all the active Cloud Knights and sent Yanqing on an errand, leaving him all alone with you. Precious you.
“Relax your throat, sweetheart,” his idle index taps your lips before slipping lower. He feels a giddy sadistic urge bloom inside him when his finger thumbs the bulge of his cock outlined on your throat, but he restrains himself. His sweet sparrow doesn’t deserve pain, at least not for now and he hates to see you suffer in the next morning from a strained jaw, a sore hip, or love bites.
Perhaps not the love bites, he relishes in the way you wince in front of the mirror while he massages lemongrass balm onto your sores, if he could bottle up those moments into wine, he would down it instantly and still beg for more. It’s not enough that you wear a lion pin on your uniform, not enough that he’s wrapped all around you in public, and it’s most certainly not enough that others can see the indents of his teeth on your neck.
Because for some reason or another, people drone over you like flies. A pity, you’re already his and he’s quick to dismiss the trivial insects unworthy of your attention whenever they get close to you. He should just lock you up, he should just invoke the predatory clauses in your employment contract written in just in case you tried to leave him (of which the worse case scenario has not transpired yet), he should bind you to his bed where you can be safe under him and loved only by him. Yes, he should—
“Mmh!”
Your cry wrenches him out of his trance and he realizes his calloused hands have been gruffly on your locks.
“Ah, forgive me darling,” he coos, gently, caressing the sore sport on the crown of your head before inching out of your warm mouth with a lewd pop. Inside him is a devil on his left shoulder and an angel on his right. One that asks—no demands he take you immediately, make you his before someone else does, and the other the argues something as frail as you should be handled with a gentle but firm hand. In the end, both sides agree to not let you fly out of your cage.
“Enough now, dear. You’ve already been so good for me.” His voice is like silky chains around your neck and you find your tongue losing its ability to speak when he hoists you up onto his lap where he can admire your drooling mouth slick with his pre as much as he pleases. He knows how to nudge you in all the right ways so you are none the wiser, it’s a delicately meticulous art, really. One that requires a limitless forbearance and patience.
“Why don’t you stay the night? It’s getting too late anyways. What kind of man would I be if I let you walk home lone?” His hands idly smooth the creased folds of your skirt. “Besides, I would appreciate your company, dear one.”
You nod obediently, melting into a satisfied puddle against the crook of his neck and savoring his scent of jasmine and cinnamon, completely unaware of the sinister plans he’s concocting. It’s always been that way, you are utterly oblivious to the hidden thoughts swirling underneath his riveting golden eyes and you never notice the minute details about him until it’s too late.
Writing about a Jing yuan smut blurb and tweaking at almost 2AM…story of my life. Should I post it 😳. He’s just too sexy to not write anything smutty about him. I will probably post it anyways, maybe in a few days when I get bonked with the finger shaking urge to type again? Also the poll I did for the long length HCQ! Otome game au is coming! My ass just cannot find the right banners, gifs, and resources. Istg, formatting fics is sometimes harder than writing especi when you have the aesthetic taste a blind person randomly Frankensteining stuff as they do this. As they say RANDOM BULLSHIT GO!!
Yandere! Jing yuan who's covered your shared bedroom with pearls, clams, and even your very own fish tank, but like the fish, you too are trapped. He does all he can to make you feel at home.
"Do you not like it? I've ordered a few rearrangements be take care of," He speaks, thoughtfully.
"I believe you'll acclimate yourself to a fresh surrounding quite quickly, no?" He refuses to take no for answer on this detail.
You will adapt yourself to his way of doing things. A long life species like him has a kind of patience that's near infinite as the sea, but what Jing yuan draws the line at is when you disregard what he considers acts of care, which you have done often.
You snap the pearl necklace and hurl the pieces at his feet. You throw whatever can be thrown of his gifts out the barred window or at him which he effortlessly dodges. If he's angry, he doesn't show it, but you know he's not happy.
Jing yuan knows better than to speak when you get these bouts of "tantrums" he calls it. But he waits for you to stop screaming at him and to tire yourself instead; person can only be fueled by anger for so long until it burns into weak embers.
The next day, Jing yuan is snappy. He's short tempered and treats you with a rougher hand. Usually he would coax you into bed with him, but now he would rather throw you over his shoulder and suffocate you with hugs and his love.
"Get off me, you horrible ma—“
"Enough"
His hold is unyielding, irrevocably and permanently trapping you under him until he deigns to let you go. Gently, reverently, he cradles one cheek in his warm large hands, thumb rubbing at your lower lip. You resist the urge to bite him.
"I treasure you, little pearl. But don't push your luck"
No qualms of forcing you to cuddle or play chess with him either, giving you a glare that makes you flinch and back down when you aren't receptive.
Since everyone in the Jing Yuan tags have been possessed by the Abundance Emanator! X Jing Yuan (Me included), I'll lend my thoughts.
CW! Yandere content, kidnapping, mentions of bribery and death. DNI if you don't like Yan content
Imagine an Abundance Emanator! Reader X Yan! (Or light Yan) Jing Yuan. The two of you are destined to be mortal enemies yet capricious fate always found a way to link your paths.
The first of your encounter with him, would be on the battlegrounds when he was the Lieutenant under Jing liu's tutelage.
To Jing Yuan, you are an abomination yet there seems to be an almost magnetic quality about you. The way his soldering eyes are always fixed on you, instead of focusing on the battle at hand as both of you try to slaughter each other.
He thinks you deserve no mercy, but when he sees you fight, he's utterly riveted. Your vines crawl and slither, grabbing several soldiers with sinewy flowered appendages and skewer them in their hearts. It's an awfully bloody sight but he can't help but be mesmerized. Deadly and beautiful, just like Belladonnas.
Initially the two of you are evenly matched, his own sword hatching at your vines, but the encounter doesn't last long as both sides retreat. Not before you mark him with your sigil, a flower smothered with thorns, right on his heart.
It isn't until he returns from war that he notices it. He should be disgusted and any other cloud knight would rather carve that insignia, heart included, if it meant ridding themselves. But he wants it. Every night during baths he caresses it gently, tracing the petals as the waters ripple around him before smiling.
The second time you meet him, there's an obvious shift between the naive lieutenant and wise general. The man before you is the divine foresight. This time, blessed with the Spiritus of the Hunt, he easily defeats you and takes you alive as his.
Convention dictates you would be subject to extreme punishment and tortur just as Hoolay, though your crimes are far less severe than his. But the general quickly pulls strings: silences all the soldiers who saw him capture you alive, bribes the ones that can be, and has the more obedient posted at distant outposts in some corner of the cosmos. Eventually, you are "dead" to both friend and foe, your comrades will not look for you, especially when there is no body to be found.
He has you sequestered in his estate, somewhere in that gargantuan house of his with most of your powers stripped from you.
Bonus: He makes you fertilize his plants with the little power you have and has you maintain his garden. From Emanator of Abundance to human lawnmower.
Alrighty People, brain worms and lore rabbits are working overtime tonight and i squeezed out 4 long length fic ideas
All of them are light to heavy Yandere! themes so if you don't like the trope, block the tags or don't participate!
Fic 1. Having committed the sin of stealing from a bygone Aeonic God, you have been cursed with the power to make anyone fall for you with just a glance. To anyone, this is hardly a curse, perhaps even a blessing, but for you; it is hell.
Fic 2. Being an overworked, underpaid worker on the bottom most rung of the corporate ladder, you find yourself finding a little slice of peace in HoYo Corp's latest Otome Game featuring five love interests all part of the legendary ring of heroes aboard the Luofu known as the High Cloud Quintet and features a villainess who plots their demise, yet fails and dies at the Quintet's hands. After a work related accident, you find yourself in the body of the very same villainess who dies a gruesome death.
Fic 3. Being the little priestess of the Xianzhou Temple under your patroness Fu Xuan's recommendation, you wind up being at the center of storm brewing between your Gods fighting to bring you to their own temple. (only the known generals will be in here cuz we sadly don't have any info on the other generals...wink wink *hoyo*)
Fic 4. Self explanatory and my fingera are tired.
Yan! Xianzhou men x Cursed! Reader
Yan! High Cloud Quintet! Era x Otome Game Isekaid! Reader
You have a cheating husband but he manages to always scurry away and hide the evidence just like the rat he is.Having ranted to your reluctant best friend, Kuchiba, of all the things you’d been pissed at him about, she finally had enough and forwarded you to Ashveil. Just know Kuchiba’s a maid of honor at your wedding ;)
Ashveil considered turning down the request at first, after all, he was a criminal investigator with bigger fish to fry than some extra marital affairs. But after seeing the astronomical amount of money you had offered him, there was no way he would turn you down. It was definitely not because he instantly got whipped with you after seeing your serious angry face as you were in his dingy little office.
We all know Ashveil is gonna give him a little beating after he collects evidence because how could a man like him cheat on someone like you >:(
If he had his way and you were his wife, he’d shower you everyday with love and make you feel like you’re the only one in the entire cosmos for him.
He will definitely try to woo you and meet with you under the flimsy excuse of ‘investigation reports’. The coffee date you went for each other? Nah, just a business expense to help his client relax and something to munch on while he discusses newly found ‘evidence’
Ashveil goes banging on Kuchiba’s door the moment he realizes he catches feelings to beg her for some advice in seducing you.
I also head canon that Planarcadia has some weird courtroom customs with trial by combat or “Flip a coin to get the verdict” kinda thing. Peak judicial system.
okay you don’t know me whatsoever but I saw your ask on another profile talking about RE4 and i wanted to yap LMAO
1. I’m not sure why they changed the VA for Ada from the 2 remake and 4 remake. I don’t MIND her voice, I think she’s meant to sound more hardened and emotionless, almost like she’s desensitized to things. That’s at least what I assume the goal was, but it’s definitely different than how Ada was in both the 2 remake and the OG
2. In remake I know they were going for a more serious/realistic portrayal of the characters, especially with Leon acting more traumatized and desensitized, but I do miss the goofy silly cheesy OG RE4 Leon 💔 I enjoy them both in their own ways
3. Ashely is 20, actually! In the OG and Remake she is said to be 20 (in the beginning of both OG and remake you can check her info and it states she is 20) and in the remake you can find her phone that has her sorority stickers on it since she’s in college! I think they meant to make her look like she’s in her 20’s in the new game (since she technically started her 20’s) where in the first game she looked WAY too young, as if she was just a 16 y/o teen.
4. My friend, who knows NOTHING about resident evil, once asked me “how did resident evil go from zombies to babies in jars” and i really think that sums up how the series has gone 😭
Okay, yap is done!!! LMAO
Soo sorry I didn’t answer to this sooner, I have no idea how old this is. I think this must be from my reply on Idyll’s blog? Yea honestly, I have no idea how RE went from zombies to babies in jars and that one baby mimicking rose in RE village. That scared the shit out of me.
But it’s 2026 and we have RE requiem and Leon my goat is in it, lesgoooo. Leon is so goated but he def looks the best in the RE4 og and remake. So sad they removed Ada’s dress because queen was ICONIC doing back flips in heels and with her grapple gun. My favorite scene is prolly when she saved Leon from Krauser and when she tells him to “Put your hands where I can see them”. Such a queen.
I really minded the voice though since I find bad voice acting to break immersion and Remake Ada sounded either like she had the flu and her nose was blocked or she’s been smoking for 20 years, 2 packs a day.
Ngl, I like the Remake Ashley’s style and she’s wayy less annoying. Og Ashley was basically like GI Paimon. She looked so teen like in the og I thought she was 16 or something. Then it would be pretty weird if she had a crush on Leon, but then again my childhood celebrity crush was Andrew Garfield Spider-Man and Prime film career DiCaprio. Yea yea we listen n we don’t judge. What can I say, It’s Leon.
I really missed Leon’s cheeky cringe one liners, “Where’d everyone go, bingo?” And “Women ☕️” though that one might’ve got the game cancelled 😞. Not much changes to his model aside from looking more realistic.
Honestly didn’t like RE village’s story line but we got iconic Lady D and her humongous hat. So I will say it’s not so bad. I like Heisenberg as a character hated him as a busy. The Dimitrescu sisters were ez kills and I cleaved through them. Their mansion was kinda confusing in my very first play with a friend watching me open random doors.
With the sisters it was basically “I’m not trapped in here with you, you’re trapped in with me” lmao
Heisenberg and lady D being my 2 favorite. I didn’t play Shadows of Rose but I watched the walkthrough and it was sooo sweet. I doubt I’ll ever be buying it tho 😭
I haven’t secured RE requiem but I’ll most likely watch the story walkthrough first to see if it’s worth throwing cash at in this expensive petroleum economy.
Raccoon City 2019 Ada definitely looked very pretty but she gives the least hardcore “FBI” agent vibes, look wise, she’s my favorite Ada.
Again, sorry if I this reply is like 2 years late 😭😭
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
Since cats slow blink when they love some one, does anyone think Jing yuan slow blinks with you/reader/spouse?
Since it's said that he drinks Puffergoat milk every morning...CAT!!! He would probably a Persian breed or an extra fluffy white british short hair. Golden eyes complete the look.
Cw: Jealousy, slight yan tendencies, and fem reader
General jing yuan is hardly a jealous lover. Why would he be? After all, he knows you only have him in your heart. Yet every once in a while, jealousy flares in his heart and he can't help but get pouty like a petulant child denied his favorite snack.
"Jing yuan! You can't do this, General or not!" His heavy arm weighed over on your body and his leg thrown over your own.
"Mmh...five more minutes, dearest. Just five more...minutes," his dreary voice temporarily appeased your bubbling annoyance by how absolutely adorable he sounded so sleepy. The way his face scrunched in displeasure with the Luofu's artificial sun dappling against his hair and how--wait. This sly old man was trying to seduce you into sleeping in with him, and it was working!
"Not a chance, jing yuan." You *must* put your foot down, before you fell victim to his deceptive wiles. "Five more minutes, you always say. As if I'd ever fall for that again. Now, what is it that makes you want to keep me from going to the divine foresight so much, hm?" He wasn't usually like this. Well, minus the part where he tried to keep you from going to work.
Cracking one golden eye open from his trailing mane like curtain of hair, he took one deep breath before pinning you against the bed at lightning speed; his own legs straddling your form and pinning you under him.
"Do you truly not know, dearest? Or is this your way of bullying me for all the teasing I've done to you?" The snarky remark you were about to fire back at him literally died on your tongue. His figure loomed over you, casting a dark shadow on your face like ominous clouds and his once mellow pools of gold now glitter with something more mischievously sinister.
"J-jing yuan, if you don't tell me what's wrong, I won't be able to apologize or fix it. Talk to me, please?" His head tilted in a mock thinking motion with that signature grin of his. God you wanted to slap this man and just get out of bed.
"Hmm...well, there's the new recruit you've been supervising, a bit too...closely."
Ah, he's jealous.
"Jing yuan, I only love you, you know that, right?"
Plopping his head onto the crook of your neck, he nuzzled into the tender skin with some of his teeth nipping at you, but you had to endure it to please him. Besides, he looked so happy, so who were you to stop him.
"Uh huh, I know, dearest," He muttered groggily in a barely audible voice.
You gently sifted your fingers through his downy mess of hair. "So what are you worried about? A little new recruit won't ever hold a candle against my dashing general in pajamas"
"I know, sweetness. I know...but I can't shake the annoyance when he approaches you with that look." He whined petulantly as he huffed in a pout.
"Most of all, *green doesn't suit you*"
"My love! I'm hurt that you don't think I look handsome in every color"
"Why you- you know what I mean"
"Alright alright. Just get back to sleep, dearest" Letting out a sultry laugh followed by tired roar like yawn, his head bonelessly dropped on your shoulder, and you couldn't help but be infected by his sleepy virus.
Feeling your eyelids grow heavy, you surrender to sleep with his heavy weight crushing you in a soothing embrace.
...
*BZZZZT*
"JING YUAN! WE'RE AN HOUR LATE! G-GET OUT!"
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A/n: this is my first time writing a drabble so no bullying pls (つ╥﹏╥)つ English is also not my first language 💔. Constructive criticism is okey tho. Feel free to interact with me and send me asks or prompts, if they're interesting, maybe i'll write them ;)
I've seen lots of Emperor! Jing yuan with an arranged marriage/hostage princess reader, but what if it’s the opposite? Imagine:
Known as the young and wise ruler of the largest empire of the continent, you were admired by foe and friend alike as the stratagem behind numerous victories. Bordering your own territory was The kingdom of the xianzhou. The xianzhou's king, consumed by greed threatened to wage war against your own people, only for it to be crushed. To repay such an insult, the xianzhou’s ruler was offered such a deal: Either pay thrice fold in reparations or offer the first prince of the Xianzhou as hostage.
The choice was obvious for the king, either cripple his own economy and risk the commoners revolting, or bid off his own son to enemy territory. Signed and stamped, Prince Jing yuan was to be sent to your palace as a temporary hostage, but this particular hostage seems too…happy?
Bending the knee to kiss the hem of your robes, sneaking into your chambers *nightly* (half naked, mind you), and his not so obvious sly smile as he attempts to wriggle his way into your heart (and hopefully into your pants). Don’t forget that he gives shoulder massages while you work (He barged into your office). Occasionally, he would cling to you like a leech and throw hissy little fits when he sees you with other people.
Prince! Jing yuan would do little things for you from organizing your documents on your behalf just to make your life a little easier to making flower wreaths and sending little sparrows holding love letters your way.
Prince! Jing yuan is possessive, but he’s the world’s happiest hostage…
The way he would panic when the war reparations have almost been paid.
Thinking of a Cinderella au but with jing yuan. Hear me out...
Imagine you're a skilled swordsmaster but you've been hidden away because your matriarch step mother hates you and wants one of her own two daughters to take the position of family head (of some noble xianzhou luofu house or smth)
Fast forward to wardance and you sneak out to participate using a disguise spell(for the sake of plot, the winner receives an audience with general jing yuan and one wish. I know this is not how the actual war dance is but bear with me here)
You win and get an audience with jing yuan but before you get to ask for a wish, you must urgently leave because the disguise spell is wearing off (you didn't expect to actually win and didn't plan for this)
You only drop behind a tassel from your sword and jing yuan is determined to find you...
