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modern au where fengqing are roommates and mq secretly has a crush on fx, he always waits for him to leave so he can start fantasizing about all the things fx could do to him, he cries out his name thinking he’s alone, except one time he’s too distracted and fx comes back unnaturally early and hears his name being called, he rushes to mq’s room thinking he’s in trouble and catches him panting with drool falling down his lips, face flushed prettily and eyes filled with tears

pevchanskoe

ANOTHER OFFICIAL HUALIAN ART

i will never get tired of them THE WAY EMING IS STARING AT XL AND THE HEIGHT DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THEM IS SOOO😩

also the chibis are so cute EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM IS ADORABLE

#heaven official's blessing #tgcf #tian guan ci fu #xie lian #hua cheng #hualian #hualian art #tgcf official art #chibi hualian #天官赐福 #花怜

tuyo-truly

I like to think that Hua Cheng at least cried once after seeing Xie Lian through the butterfly at the teashop.

His God that he'd had been looking for, for 800 years, looking so damn beautiful. His long brown hair, his honey-gold eyes, and his look of wonder when he spotted the butterfly.

He was safe.

Hua Cheng had failed to find him so many times. He remembered when he discovered the coffin his God had lied in, five years too late. His knees had buckled as he vomited next to it. Gripping the coffin so hard it shattered. He had failed him.

But here he was, smiling.

Hua Cheng must've cried so hard from the relief.

#this is soooo beautiful i love this i love this i love this its soooo true aaaaahhhhhhh

I’m fully convinced that Mu Qing has pretty boy privileges.

like he definitely has a secret cult (that only he isn’t aware of) that constantly follows him in the heavenly court, they rush to help him without him asking and swarm around him just to get a glimpse of the pretty man.

but all Mu Qing sees are people glancing his way and whispering to each other, he is sure they are mocking him, talking about how he’s too incompetent and useless to do anything because why else would they go out of their way to do the simplest tasks that Mu Qing is very capable of doing?

#heaven official's blessing #tgcf #tian guan ci fu #mu qing #mu qing secret fan club #i started this cult #mu qing pretty privileges #he’s pretty but still a loser i love him

themaymoth

the mermaid princess has fallen for your spell, just not the one you intended...💖💕

✨beefleaf fairytale au because ill take any excuse to draw lesbian mermaids✨

tw: panic attacks

Back in Xianle, Mu Qing had always seemed unshakable, but in truth he was far more fragile. The pressure of rising above his origins, the constant comparisons to Feng Xin, and the weight of serving someone as radiant as the Crown Prince gnawed at him. He'd learned to bury the panic attacks well, retreating when the tremors started, clutching at the edges of his robes, trembling and gasping for breath and waiting until the storm passed. He couldn't allow anyone to see how weak he was.

It worked for a while—until one night, Feng Xin found him.

It was late, the palace gardens quiet under the moonlight, when Feng Xin stumbled upon Mu Qing. At first, he didn't recognize the figure hunched behind the stone pillar, shoulders rigid, breaths quick and uneven. Until he stepped closer.

"Mu Qing?" His voice wasn't loud, but it cut through the stillness like an arrow, startling Mu Qing.

Mu Qing flinched, quickly trying to straighten up, to fix his face, but it was too late. "Go away," he hissed, his voice trembling despite himself.

But Feng Xin didn't leave. He crouched in front of him, his brows furrowed with uncharacteristic concern. "Hey... what are you—are you okay?"

"I said go away!" Mu Qing snapped, though his voice broke halfway.

For a moment, Feng Xin didn't move. Then, he awkwardly sat down beside Mu Qing, not too close to touch him but close enough to anchor him "Just breathe," he muttered lowly, voice gruff as though he was embarrassed, Mu Qing didn't follow and Feng Xin sighed before repeating "Breathe Mu Qing, just follow me." Mu Qing wanted to tell him off, to shove him away, but the steady rhythm of Feng Xin's own breathing was oddly grounding.

There was no mockery in Feng Xin's voice, his voice was uncharacteristically gentle and soothing that Mu Qing found himself following it against his will, the tightness in his chest slowly eased.

After he eventually calmed down, embarrassment and shame dawned on Mu Qing at being caught like this, especially by Feng Xin. He said nothing, his face straightened into his usual mask as he stiffly raised to his feet with as much dignity as he could muster. Feng Xin followed, standing up as well without asking any questions.

They parted without another word, and by the time they saw each other the next morning, it was as if nothing had happened.

Mu Qing expected Feng Xin to tease him about this, use it as blackmail material to humiliate him each time they fought but he never did.

Even after they both ascended, Mu Qing still had those moments—the ones where the fear of being looked down on or failing crushed him. Feng Xin always noticed the way Mu Qing's hands would twitch, his breaths growing just a little too shallow as panic threatened to spill over. He never said anything, never made a scene. He'd just appear standing close enough to steady Mu Qing with his presence, his breathing calm and measured, as if to remind him how to breathe and calm his racing heart, he'd wait until Mu Qing found his way back before parting ways without a word, soon returning to their usual bickering as if nothing happened.

Even as centuries passed, Feng Xin never stopped, never let anyone else see.

And for all his pride and bitterness, Mu Qing never stopped letting him help. He was the only person he could trust with this.

#heaven official's blessing #tgcf #tian guan ci fu #mu qing #feng xin #fengqing #fengqing fanfic #fengqing hc #mu qing needs a hug #fluff fengqing because why not #天官赐福 #风信 #慕情 #风情

tofumiao

To our dearest Satoru, may you be happy—in this life, and the next.

catbemad

:-)

meltesh28

🔥please wait for me….

TGCF chapter 185

ana-hyperfixates-on-tgcf

FengQing "There was only one bed" prompt but they both sleep on the floor (bc stubborn idiots) and they wake up cuddling still on the floor.

ranwan modern au hc

Chu Wanning hated himself for the way his heart betrayed him. Every time Mo Ran barged into his office after work hours with some random excuse, Wanning's composure would slightly falter. He was furious at himself, telling himself how wrong and shameful it was to feel that way about his student, he kept making vows that he wouldn't allow himself to feel that way only for his resolve to crack under Mo Ran’s gaze each time.

Mo Ran just loved staring at his professor, watching each reaction closely. He thrived on teasing this cold, brilliant man, he knew exactly what to do and say to make him blush faintly and would lean too close to catch it before receiving a cracked "Get out!" and of course he would, he hated disobeying his lovely professor, just loved watching how he gets flustered and blushes prettily because of him.

Wanning would wait until the door finally clicks shut behind Mo Ran to exhale, pressing a trembling hand to his burning face and cursing at himself, Mo Ran, and that stupid warmth pooling in his chest.