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@loyaltybled
independent / private dual muse featuring PEI MING + PEI XIU of heaven official’s blessing written by ash ( 20+ / she/her ). heavily headcanon based. low activity! est. march 2021. please read the rules & about before following!
—— ❛ truly, the higher you climb, the harder you fall. one cannot escape whatever that comes. ❜ carrd linked within the [ ⋯ ] in the bio
regulations. about. verses.
Despite the best efforts of its bite, winter's chill had little to do with the flush blooming over his cheeks.
Feng Xin let out a theatrically audible scoff in the array. ❝ Careful who you say that to, or people will start thinking you've lost what little sanity you had left. ❞
No matter how harsh and flippant he tried to act, nothing could suppress the warmth in his voice. The speed with which Pei Ming replied... The easy acquiescence... The bright cadence of his laugh... It all made something dangerously affectionate burn fiercely deep within the walls of his chest.
❝ I'm in your territory, I think. I passed by one of your temples at least. A town near... Wenzhou? ❞
He hadn't stopped in town long enough to catch a name, let alone to get a room at an inn, but maybe he should... ❝ I can get a spot at an inn, or I can make a campfire. Whichever you want. ❞
❝ ha, these days, every heavenly official is waiting for MY DOWNFALL . taking over the upper court only made it worse. ❞
pei ming's lips curve, faintly amused. ❝ even you weren't particularly fond of me before. what am i supposed to be careful of? ❞
as he speaks, pei ming finishes the spell to descend near wenzhou. he's never cared much for theatrics, especially not the loud bells announcing his entrance, but he had no other choice without a door to draw on.
it helps feng xin find him, at least.
❝ listen for the bells & meet up with me, ❞ pei ming says before activating the spell.
at feng xin's suggestion, pei ming pauses ... he really is the GOD OF THE SOUTHEAST . he stifles another laugh to spare his friend the embarrassment.
❝ a campfire? we might not feel cold, but i doubt you'd enjoy digging yourself out of THE SNOW . you can't be so old that you forgot all the times you camped out in the winter when you were a soldier? ❞
Xie Lian blinked, caught off guard that, for a moment, he just stared, mouth half open as if he’d forgotten how basic conversation worked. Of all the things Pei Ming could’ve suggested, a “date” wasn’t on his divine bingo card. Missions were one thing, but he supposed, given who Pei Ming was, he couldn't be too surprised.
“A date?” he echoed, eyebrows shooting up, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth before he managed to wrestle it back. “General Pei, if I haven’t dazzled you with my heroic feats, what makes you think my dinner etiquette will win you over?” He let the words hang there, the corners of his eyes crinkling. The idea was ridiculous — except, somehow, it wasn’t. “But if you’re brave enough to risk it, I can’t guarantee I can keep San Lang at bay.”
❝ you're the one who mentioned a date first, why are you surprised when i accept? ❞ pei ming isn't set on seducing xie lian, yet his company alone will be entertaining enough. that's all he ever needs to pursue anyone — status, charms, money, & skill MATTER LITTLE to someone like him.
all those can vanish in a second. isn't having fun the first priority in life? he wouldn't be the notorious GOD OF LOVE if he believed anything less.
❝ i may not be able to defeat your crimson rain in battle, but i'm more than capable of defending myself. ❞
he chuckles under his breath. ❝ you claim your dinner etiquette isn't dazzling, but you were once a prince & one of the four famous tales. i'm a mere general. if anyone here should be dazzling, it's YOU. ❞
that brief thought is all he needs before he closes in on xie lian with a smirk.
in an exaggerated gesture of playfulness, he lowers himself to one knee. he lifts xie lian's hand & presses a light kiss to the back of it.
❝ so, your highness ... ❞ he peeks up at xie lian, ❝ shouldn't i be the one KNEELING BEFORE YOU? ❞
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pei ming will not comment on it. if what happened was considered "not THAT bad", then he doesn't want to find out what else could happen.
either way, he shrugs his shoulders & grins.
❝ that's for missions though. if you wanna try your luck impressing me on a date, you're free to ... but i don't want that hua cheng of yours out for me. ❞ he adds the last part hastily, recounting their time at tonglu.
closed starter for @loyaltybled
Months passed by so strangely in Feng Xin's eyes.
When he was young, they crept by at a reasonable pace. Weeks might drag, but months drifted by like clouds. After their fall from grace, time in the mortal world seemed to stretch out endlessly with no reprieve. As a god in his own right, with an unknowably endless time stretched out before him, months seemed to fly by like birds.
It was for this reason, and the unusually mild weather in the southeast, he hadn't noticed the change of seasons until long after winter set in.
He might have remained unaware of it well into the spring had an errant ghost chase not brought him farther north than he usually traveled, where the ground was frosted with several inches of still falling snow. The colder weather was unexpected, but not unpleasant.
Ghost dispatched, he found himself wandering the snowy fields.
If he thought about it... it had already been a long time since mid autumn... They were probably already nearing the new year. Hmm...
Snowflakes continued to fall around him, sticking to his hair and stinging his cheeks. As a god, the cold didn't really bother him but... ( He recalled flashes of chilly nights spent huddled around a fire, laughing together—the kind of infectious laugh that made his cheeks ache with the memory. ) This was the kind of weather that made him want wine.
He didn't make much of a conscious decision to do anything, but he soon found himself already in a market, wine in hand and a handful of treats he didn't recall buying.
< Pei Ming...? > He asked into the private array, < Are you free? >
pei ming finds the most pleasure from another warm body during the winter months. despite ruling over the north, he never stays in the heavens for long. however, he TRULY DISAPPEARS when the snow sets in. his palace is no place to spend a winter night in.
that's how he moves through most of his life, year after year. for pei ming, enjoying beauties & seeing their smile is infinitely more interesting than ANY STORY OF HIS.
not everything in the heavens is horrible, though. he can't help the smile when feng xin barges into his communication array.
❝ normally, people don't bother with that question. general nan yang is quite polite, isn't he? ❞ pei ming laughs. he welcomes the change of pace. how many people in this world reach out to him for a simple hangout ?
❝ tell me where you are & i'll meet you. ❞
testing
in addition to that post, & because yelling at dia makes me even sadder, i think it’s very fitting for pei ming to be the type to encourage hualian throughout the book. him, out of everyone, knows how precious & rare this “one-in-a-million” love is.
& him, out of everyone, knows what it’s like being scared to be happy in this life. especially, when, for the majority of it, you’ve felt like you’ve done nothing but wrong. so him watching hualian play out is just so ...... wah
headcanon —
i want to fully state that the main reason i love & chose to write pei ming was because — despite his very charming & unbothered image of this powerful general who went against all odds & all the voices to ascend — he’s a coward.
he’s so hopelessly scared: he strives to forget his past, not make amends with it. not once has he looked it in the eye & tried to be happy with the present. he jumps into battle not because of valor, but because he can’t bear the thought of losing someone else.
pei ming can’t even bring himself to use a spiritual sword again even in fatal danger.
but at the same time, he doesn’t fear death himself nor does he cower away from finding what he enjoys in life. he’s so scared & he’s so brave.
starter for @vagomvndo / wei wuxian + pei xiu
after years of being isolated from the heavenly realm, he came to appreciate the new free time as a mortal. he did have to repay rain master’s kindness territory through work, but that was only in the mornings & early afternoon. nothing near the demands of the heavenly court, so he idled around.
pei xiu didn’t spend his days sightseeing — he’s seen everything atop clouds — but cleared out nests of ghosts, took on jobs as a stray cultivator, & helped stop minor fights. when he passed by a new village, he always moved toward the nearest daoist temple.
people were crowding around in pacts, whispering to themselves about the yiling patriarch being present. pei xiu picked up the essential details. an infamous demonic cultivator with frightening levels of power. loud & likely drinking more than any normal person at an inn. in short, not hard to miss.
he considered himself modest & polite, but he didn’t care much for face or shame. when he entered the lobby of the inn, he caught sight of the yiling patriarch just by counting the number of alcohol jugs compared to everyone else. without anything to lose, he walked up to the table he was at. kept a safe distance & bowed with his hands out in front of him.
❝ young master, i’ve heard you practice demonic arts. though i haven’t heard of your name until today, i humbly ask if you’d be willing to teach me a few skills. ❞ he didn’t mind everyone else thinking demonic cultivation was dishonorable. no one other than the heavens could smear his reputation.
starter for @aristarchos / xie lian + pei xiu
❝ i thought you long forgot about us. ❞ for these last few centuries, pei xiu believed no one else would ever remember the pain of the survivors, living or undead. no one to recognize the drawn-out, worn-thin HOPE for a savior nor to weep for the ones who never untangled the noose from their neck.
❝ you had no way of knowing what happened to ban yue, but we never expected to see you again. we’d figure it out ourselves, like we did after you died. ❞ he didn’t hold any resentment for “general hua” pretending to be dead in the stampede. it was never xie lian’s war to fight.
maybe he could’ve taken ban yue out of the frontlines in time, though. would she have SUFFERED as much then?
pei xiu closed his eyes before being able to continue. ❝ you surprised me. neither of us wanted any heavenly official to do it. all they’d be interested in is letting a few ghosts pass on, but i’m glad someone in this world saved her as the PERSON SHE WAS . still, i heard from ling wen zhenjun you got lured there ... would you have come if it weren’t that? ❞ his voice holds no anger or accusation. it’s aloof & only a question of curiosity.
random starter for @woxingwosu ( pirate au <3 )
❝ you dressed up as a woman this whole time? ❞ pei ming raised his eyebrow at xie lian. even with makeup washed off & clothes switched out for male ones, he still found it hard to believe. xie lian had a slender build & a naturally beautiful face.
conflicts stormed around in his head: he’d been PURSUING xie lian since he saved him from an enemy pirate crew because he believed he was a woman. that wasn’t true anymore.
however, he was still beautiful. &, with that, he decided that no matter the other traits, THE FLOWER OUTSHONE the rest in the field. pei ming couldn’t ignore it.
but he also couldn’t keep him here if he didn’t want. ❝ alright, well, you’re free to stay on the ship. i wouldn’t mind your company. you’re much more pleasing to the eye than the sea, especially when you smile. but if you’d like to return to your normal life, i can easily send you back. what would you prefer? ❞
since i’m here to answer a few things, if you’d like a starter from either pei ming or pei xiu ( please specify ), like post <3
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Scoundrels, a scourge of the Heavens. The Three Tumors were a cancer to the Upper Heavens— her brother was a tyrant and Pei Ming dabbled in coverups left and right. Ling Wen was the only one out of the three she could never fully understand; she was too private and too tricky to ever really reveal her deceit. Even so, sometimes it was easy to dismiss it all to rumor. Now she’s been removed from the Heavens for a long enough time that she’d very nearly forgotten about it all.
Smiling bitterly, she lowers her eyes. Maybe after this Pei Ming will learn his lesson about messing around with things he shouldn’t. Somehow, she isn’t surprised he knew. It hurts to tack on another betrayal to the ever growing list, though they were never truly close anyway. Small miracles. A-Feng doesn’t think she has the heart to suffer more.
“Was I the only one who didn’t know? Did the entire Heavens know that my ascension was fishy and I was too stupid to realize it?” Everyone clambered for the merits she would pass out, but few tried to befriend her. Too few.
She wishes she wouldn’t have been so stupid and naive. None of this would’ve happened. If only she’d known— maybe she would’ve prayed for the Reverend to be killed, maybe she would’ve tried to appoint He Xuan and save him. She could’ve done something.
Maybe if they all told her the truth from the beginning, she would have never given her name to the Reverend on accident.
“Since all of that is true, what happened to me… what he did to me won’t come as a surprise, then. Ge wouldn’t listen to me, no matter how much I begged. I tried, I really did, tried to make things right for everyone. You know what I got for it? He tried to kill me. He put his hands around my throat and squeezed and squeezed and I begged him to stop. But he wouldn’t. He wouldn’t stop.”
Her voice cracks and her fingers twitch, like she wants to claw at her own throat, like she can still feel those hands around her squeezing and cutting off her hair.
“I clawed at him and begged until I couldn’t anymore. Until everything was going black. But… but you know how when you discovered him, Ge was armless? Blackwater did that. Blackwater ripped off Ge’s arms to save me. And I don’t know why.”
once the story revealed itself — not in sunlight, but in dreary moonlight — pei ming sighed. ❛ don’t ... don’t make that face over trivial things like ascension. ❜ it was the easiest to address. unlike the rest of the tragedy, he knew very well what drew out the shame, the sorrow, the anger. ❛ there’s no point in talking about that. those ‘fishy’ ascensions you’re talking about were common things. besides ... ❜ he leaned back, raising an eyebrow at shi qingxuan. this was the easiest to don an armor of casualness against.
❛ even you had ways to keep people quiet, qingxuan. it worked, so don’t think on this. LEAVE IT BE . ❜ while these words mimicked comfort well, they were still frosted over with authority. it wasn’t about telling her not to downplay herself; it was telling her to keep off the topic. pei ming & shi wudu made the choice centuries ago & the consequences had already festered. there’d be no blaming here.
he had nothing for the rest. when was the last time he’d been rendered SPEECHLESS , without the power of his natural allure?
none of what he knew made sense. shi wudu was overprotective. he wouldn’t hurt his sibling. but he’d been wrong about people before. shi qingxuan & pei ming were proven wrong at nether water manor when shi wudu, the unstoppable tyrant, was found dead. what’s another?
❛ shui-xiong wouldn’t ... fucking hell, he knew what he did, why would he suddenly lose his mind? always saying crazy things like it’s better to die. roping others in, he’s so damn reckless & — ❜ he has enough tact to stop himself for both his sake & qingxuan’s. ❛ no, ignore me. you’re, uh ... you’re the one suffering most from this, let’s focus on that first. that’s the best move. ❜
this entire situation felt far from real. in habit, pei ming slammed his fist against the wall, rattling the building before he managed to catch his breath again. ❛ black water is a GHOST KING , who knows what his motives are. probably just satisfying his crazed bloodlust rather than letting it happen. has he shown up here since then? has anything else happened to you? ❜
i’ll likely add this to my rules later, but i do not & will not engage in pei ming / yushi huang as a ship. furthermore, i do write pei ming as bisexual, BUT he leans toward woman 98% of the time. he’ll only get together with a man under extremely special circumstances & won’t go for it actively in the least.
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“ No… go away, I don’t wanna… ” Pei Ming, for all his faults, was a relatively good and honorable man by any reasonable person’s standards, Feng Xin knew this. Still…he had no desire to test the limits of the other god’s honor and self control like this. His skin crawled at the thought even as his thoughts grew hazier. “ Lemme go… ”
Feng Xin squirmed against the arms holding him up. Try as he might to dig his boots into the ground, they found no purchase against it as dirt and fallen leaves transitioned to cloudy wisps while Pei Ming settled them on its fluffy surface. It wasn’t a surprise—now that the battle was over, the high he’d been riding to fight off the last of the Wraths despite his heat left him and he was crashing hard.
He could hear Pei Ming start to speak again, glancing over, he squinted at his mouth as he did so, watching closely as the words formed, trying to parse out the sounds into proper words. It was harder than it should have been. Like he was trying to hear from underwater.
Your palace…stay something…? Junior officials…something about being awake? Stay awake? Yeah, probably… Right? Heat left his thoughts—already typically prone to scattering—nearly impossible to keep on track. Autumn leaves caught in crossed breezes.
“ ‘m awake, ” he mumbled, unable to discern any better response, even as he sagged in Pei Ming’s hold and struggled to keep his eyes open.
All he wanted to do was sleep for a week to escape the throbbing pain in his side and the wholly unwelcome haze of arousal that Pei Ming’s stupid alpha stink was only making worse but… this was… fine. Feng Xin just had to stay awake long enough for Pei Ming to drop him off and his juniors would take care of the rest.
Easy.
No desperate calls to Mu Qing or risky distance arrays hastily sketched in his own blood necessary.
generosity was a gamble. he was already doing more for someone just past the border of stranger than he expected. the balance tipped toward feng xin’s favor for being injured & in heat. it didn’t mean pei ming wanted to bite off more than he WANTED to chew. atop the cloud, they didn’t move. for now, it was no progress until feng xin calmed down.
the struggles ceased first, earning feng xin a sigh & a nod. though, without any understanding between them — one right in the head & the other not so much — it’d start again. only the weak affirmative to his request to stay awake made pei ming start the ascent back to the heavens.
the ride was smooth enough to rest feng xin down temporarily. pei ming unlatched his own cape from his armor & tightly wrapped up feng xin’s wound. then, his arms curved comfortably around feng xin’s shoulders & under his knees. SLOWLY , GENTLY , he lifted him in a bridal carry. this way, he’d alleviate the wound on his side from unnecessary irritation.
❛ you’re not awake much longer, i assume. ❜ pei ming rushed them toward heaven’s gates. when his foot landed on solid ground, he shoved past onlookers toward nan yang palace. officials avoided his path & no one dared utter a question about him. the three tumors came with advantages & being a martial god made the sight believable. it was the normal treatment.
he received the surprising treatment the second he intruded nan yang palace with the injured general in his arms. all his juniors swarmed him, questioning, pestering, & THREATENING . pei ming sighed.
he had thought they’d get the gravity of the situation. apparently not.
instead, he ignored them & addressed feng xin, who should still be conscious — “awake” enough to answer him, though? — with the question he wanted to ask the juniors.
❛ where’s your room? i’m putting you down & getting your wound cleaned up before leaving. might as well. ❜
pei ming ignoring what he sees .... someone else can enjoy qingxuan’s attitude & know his pain. he is (briefly) free. good luck, ling wen.
