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"my heart is on wings / i'm living in dreams~"

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HI! could you do 😱,❣️ AND 💞for yanqing!! thank you and have fun!

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Yanqing

❣️ What makes them blush/gets their heart pounding?

Yanqing receives tons of compliments day and night and he takes each one into stride. You can give him a compliment and you can be sure to earn a positive response, but settling on that means dealing with Yanqing the easy way, which happens to be the same way everybody else is taking. If you truly want to get through him, you have to show him that you see him even in moments most people aren’t privy to. You don’t have to be purposeful in doing that; it’s sometimes as casual as sending him pictures of the street cats that you know are attached to him, and on other days you drop by to check in on him when he has a busy schedule so that you can remind him to take a break. Yanqing is capable of missing the loudest, most obvious flashing red neon signs known to man even if they’re directed to him, but if you matter a great deal to him, he picks up the slightest cues when the situation calls for it, and the moment he realizes the things you do for him, he becomes a blushing mess.

💞 How do you win their heart?

There was one time when you started a phone call with him because you saw a litter of kittens that are soon to be adopted and you wanted to tell him about it. Somewhere down the line you offhandedly brought up a tea shop that opened just recently in Aurum Alley, and they had a rare flavor — you said you’re absolutely certain he liked that flavor because he mentioned it once. He didn’t think anything about it at first, passing it off as a pleasant conversation as he continued his duties for the day. Many hours after the call has ended and his tasks for the day are completed, he remains awake on his bed, and before he realizes it, it’s suddenly way past his bedtime and he can do so little about his racing thoughts. He thought liking that rare tea flavor was a tidbit that he preferred keeping to himself, so when did he slip up and tell you that? For the life of him, he can’t understand why in the world you still remember something he only brought up in passing, and far less does he understand why he is losing so much sleep over something so trivial. He bets this isn’t even a big deal to you. In hindsight, he knows why he is acting this way, but he would be damned if he admits it to himself now, knowing he has to face you the next day.

😱 What makes them worry about their s/o the most?

It doesn’t happen often, but Yanqing has thoughts every now and then about how he might be keeping you tied down to him just because of his duties. As much as possible he would rather have you seek out the world if it means you can find your purpose, something that will ignite a fire in you the same way swordfighting does to him. He just hopes that you would understand that he’s already found his purpose early in his years and he plans to carry it out for the rest of his life, and nothing — not even you — can budge him out of it. Constantly having you adjust a lot of aspects in your life is the last thing he wants you to do for him, unless you keep reminding him that you’re willing to do that for his sake; he would never sacrifice his role for anything else, so if you eventually find yourself in a position where you preferred someone who has enough freedom to devote more of their time to you than he ever could, he is going to step aside for your sake, but it will hurt.

[woonziie]

summary : a proud yet naive martial arts club leader develops a crush on you after you save him from a con artist.

note : sobs i love him sm esp after i got back into hsr.. erm btw if ur an adult don't read this LOLZ since this is a fic where he likes u // expect more fics of him cuz i actually like him

highschool yanqing! who is club leader of the martial arts club.

highschool yanqing! who, despite his combat expertise, is still a bit naive when it comes to the world outside of the dojo, making him an easy target for scammers he doesn’t see coming.

highschool yanqing! whose heart skipped a beat when you stepped in after school, your sharp words effortlessly exposing the person who was trying to trick him into giving his money away. He had been too trusting and a little oblivious on his part but you? You were like a knight saving a clumsy highschooler from an embarrassing defeat on his end.

highschool yanqing! who stood there flustered, his cheeks turned a soft shade of pink as he stammered out an awkward and soft thank you, wishing he could come up with something cooler to say (to this day he still wished he had been more cooler after all this was your first impression of him)

highschool yanqing! who started catching himself glancing your way in the hallways ever since that day, wondering if you ever noticed him looking at your direction. His heart would race every time you smiled in his direction, heck he'd found himself even turning red when you spare a glance at him!

highschool yanqing! who started hanging around places he knew you frequented, hoping to casually bump into you and strike up a conversation, though his poorly thought out plans only made him seem obvious to everyone else that he likes you (with yunli even plain out insulting his plan) except maybe you.

highschool yanqing! who worked extra hard(if that was even possible) in the martial arts club, daydreaming about impressing you with his skills someday, imagining how you might cheer for him from the sidelines when you become his significant other.

highschool yanqing! who couldn’t help but get tongue tied and stutter when you eventually started praising his dedication and skills, wishing he had said something cooler in response. Though he would always practice in the mirror, it seemed the effect you had on him made him forget all his lines.

highschool yanqing! who started finding excuses to talk to you, asking if you’d ever considered joining the martial arts club or casually walking you to your next class under the disguise of a coincidence. He never seemed to get nervous during sparring matches, but a simple “thank you” from you had him stumbling over his words and blushing like a madman, making him loose his cool.

highschool yanqing! who practiced in secret what he wanted to say to you so he can ask you out but always ended up chickening out at the last moment. Every time he caught your eyes, he felt like there was a battlefield in his mind which was more challenging than any martial arts match he had face.

highschool yanqing! who finally, after weeks of gathering his nerve, asked you to meet him at the dojo after school. Standing there in his martial arts uniform hoping to look at least a little cooler, he scratched the back of his neck and muttered,

“I… I don’t know if I’m good at this kind of thing, but… you’re really special to me. I know i may be out of your league but will you… go out with me?”

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Resentment (Yanqing x reader platonic)

"I win again" you said with a relaxed smile on your face as you pointed your sword toward Yanqing. He sat on the ground, a frustrated frown on his face.

"Don't look so upset, you did good" you tried to reassure him when you noticed the expression on his face. You sheithed your sword and held out your hand to help him up. After a moment, he took your hand as you gently pulled him to his feet. Ever since the two of you were younger, both you and Yanqing had formed a friendly rivalry between you both.

"How do you keep winning?" He asked, still looking a bit upset. You smiled while placing a hand on your hip.

"Don't be discouraged Yanqing, you're getting there" you spoke in a comforting tone. The boy was silent for a moment as he brushed off the dirt from his clothes.

"Whatever...." The boy muttered under his breath before he walked away. You watched as he did so, feeling as if something was wrong.

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Adrenaline coursed through your veins as you gripped your sword as tightly as you could. You silently cursed yourself for letting yourself get distracted. Blood dripped down your arm as you found yourself surrounded by monsters. Recalling the events that had gotten you to this point, you wondered how it had gotten this bad. You had been called to take care of some monsters that had attacked a group of citizens, you should have been fine, after all, you were a skilled fighter. However, all it took was for you to lose focus for a single moment and now you were injured. Your body was sore, and it was becoming harder to keep a grip on your sword. The monsters were able to see that as well as they approached you with their weapons raised, ready to strike. One of them brought their blade down toward you, ready to strike. With all your strength, you blocked the attack with your own blade, doing your best to keep yourself from getting any more injured than you already were. For a little bit, you were able to hold off the attack, but eventually, your sword was hit out of your hands, landing out of your reach. With no way to get it back, you now found yourself defenseless and surrounded by monsters. Once again, they prepared to strike.

With no way of dodging or blocking, you closed your eyes tightly, preparing for what was to come. However, nothing happened, you opened your eyes after a moment, eyes going wide when you saw Yanqing standing in front of you, blade in hand. You watched as he took down the monsters with seemingly little effort.

"Are you ok?" You were suddenly snapped from your thoughts by Yanqing kneeling down next to you. He examined, your injured arm with a frown on his face.

"I'll be fine" you reassured him with a smile on your face,

"you were amazing by the way" you told him as he helped you stand up, making sure to retrieve your weapon as well. Looking back at you, the boy smiled as the resentment he had been holding on melted away.

[callmekyona]

Yanqing best friend hdc!(Gender neutral reader)

AN:I've been feeling kinda down lately due to Taeil's situation and writing is the only thing that keeps me alive honestly 🥹 I love Yanqing he's such a cutie and wanted to make some hdc! I tried making it gender neutral,but if there are any mistakes please tell me! 😭Plus I play in spanish so if I mispelled something also tell me!

Warnings:None,there are also no spoilers!

Gender:Fluff ig(Idk how to do this)

1.You both met one day when you were like 8 years old at a park in the Xianzhou's Luofu,you saw Yanqing playing with a stick and decided to join him

+Hey that's not how you use a sword!

-How do you use it then?

+Like this

2.Since that day you both became best friends,you would always hang out,mostly at Aurum's Alley,you would always go to that one restaurant and order that one meal

3.The day Yanqing wanted you to meet his father you thought not pretty much of it

+Know that I think about it,I never met your parents,but you met mine

-Well uhm,I don't have them

+Oh my god,I-I'm sorry I didn't knew

-No it's okay! I never told you about it,but I have like a dad,if it's the right word,wanna meet him?

+Of course!

Until the day you met him...

-General,this is my best friend Y/N!

"Greetings Y/N"

You were speechless,Yanqing's dad was the general Jing Yuan?! The general of the Luofu?!

+Uhm-hi!I mean,greetings! "No need to be formal Y/N,Yanqing is always talking about you,I'm glad we finally meet,you two seem to get along very well with each other"

+Yes,we get along very well

4.He's always teaching you swordplay,he dedicates his life to it,but you it's just like a hobby,but you two still have fun

5.You always want to go on missions with him,but he nevers let you because it's dangerous and is scared you'll get hurt

6.He ALWAYS remembers important dates and makes them feel important,like your birthday or your friendship anniversary

7.The general loves you,he says you're a good influence on him,as he doesn't have many friends

8.When he doesn't let you go on missions with him you'll go ask the general if everything is okay with him going alone

"I understand why you're worried Y/N,but it's okay,he's stronger than you think,he'll be safe"

9.When he's not teaching you swordplay,you're the one that teaches him your favorite hobbies

10.He will randomly give you small details,like a handmade bracelet or some flowers he picked up

11.He will always defend you even if you're wrong

12.He's always been an obedient guy,but when it's about breaking a rule or 2,it might take 2 years to convince him

13.He knows how to comfort you whenever you're feeling down,you know each other very well,so expressing your emotions to each other is not a problem

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Yanqing x Adopted Sister Reader Headcanons (Platonic)

Yanqing first met you when he was taken in by your father, Jing Yuan

You were training under him as well, so the two of you ended up spending a lot of time together

Yanqing and you both became like siblings since your father basically adopted him

You both train together often when Jing Yuan is busy

Since both of you are part of the Cloud Knights, you are often working together

Yanqing respects you a lot, not just because of who your father is, but because of your skill

He always asks you for advice to improve his swordsmanship

As he gets closer to you, Yanqing gets protective of you since you're like a sister to him

He knows there are people who will try to hurt you because of who your dad was, and he wants to make sure that you're safe. Even if he knows you can protect yourself

Both you and your father are his family, and he doesn't want to lose either of you

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“Growing Old Without Them…”, HSR x gnReader, Angst/Comfort

Dan Heng x gnReader, Jing Yuan (+Yanqing, familial) x gnReader

c/w: mentions of death, losing a partner, mentions of canon characters being dead

a/n: had this in my brain for a bit but never wrote it down. intend to do Svarog (+Clara, familial) and Huo Huo (+Hanya and Xueyi, all familial) another time.

Across the cosmos, on all those worlds that seemed so inadequate from the outside, were billions of different forms of life. Organic, mechanical, animalistic, sentient, artificial, plants. A majority of these were non-sentient, acting majorly on instinct rather than linear thoughts that more complex lifeforms held.

You found companionship in this infinite expanse of cosmos, things you’d hold deep within until your dying breath. Yet, your last moments among the living would be ages before theirs. Differences in species would pull you apart before either of you wished, unable to stop the ride to the end, no matter if you even wished to stall for longer. Not without compromising what made you human.

Dan Heng ///

You had joined the Astral Express early in your life, followed the tracks along March 7th, Himeko, Welt, the Trailblazer, and Dan Heng. It had been fun- if hectic and at times life-threatening. Run-ins with law enforcement, hijinks with people you’d met, defeating Aeons that sought to bring destruction to existence.

During these travels, you’d gotten plenty close with your fellow Trailblazers, but none as close as Dan Heng. Closed off and reserved at first, you slowly chipped at his walls with March 7th, and later the Trailblazer, learning of his past on the Xianzhou Luofu and making sure he knew he was always accepted by the family he protected. Once those thoughts of being turned on by his past had finally been cleared, things spiraled into another and the two of you ended up with each other. Spending time in the Data Banks, getting him out of said Data Banks to go on dates and spend time going outside. Basking in each other's presence and spending each minute with each other.

It was all so long ago…

Welt was the first of the crew to go. With the power from Nanook’s fall, the Astral Express had been able to open a rift into his World, dropping him off for him to finally return to his family. It was heartfelt, tears shed, and while they only got to briefly meet those he called family- while also seeing some familiar faces on unfamiliar people, the Astral Express had to return.

March 7th decided to settle down on a planet as she grew older, wanting stability after years of traveling. Of course she still sometimes went off on journeys with and without the Astral Express, meeting up every once in a while to catch up.

Himeko was the first to pass. Having traveled on the Astral Express since she was a teenager, she’d lived the Trailblazing life to the fullest. She passed her experience maintaining the Express to the Trailblazer, with their odd knack for upkeeping and fixing mechanical issues. It was a sad day for everyone, with many attendees from various factions all paying respects to the late Navigator.

The Trailblazer, being born through artificial means and being powered by the Stellaron buried beneath them, would live longer than the average human.

You however, were just an average human. Aging so much faster than your longer lived boyfriend. That day became apparent when you found gray hair among the many strands of hair.

A sense of dread loomed in Dan Heng’s heart, dampening each day he had. It made him ache, desperate to spend as much time as he could. He picked up a hobby similar to March’s, vlogging. Each day he’d record, you spending time with him, you making food, your outings together, anything, as much as he could. It was a bit iffy at times with how much he tried, having to pry the camera off his hands so he could continue living in the moment instead of the future.

It took an intervention between March, the Trailblazer, Jing Yuan, and you to get him to ease up a little.

One day, you realized that you felt as though your time was near. Himeko had the same thing, something along the lines of one of the Trailblaze’s blessings. Pom-Pom fretted over you more than usual, when you stumbled to get off the seat after chatting with him. They’d recommended you to take the day off tomorrow and spend time with Dan Heng.

They say animals can detect death coming for humans before humans even know what is going on.

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Sitting on the grass, the two of you watched as the stars above twinkled, soft clouds overhead with a light breeze pushing them forward.

You loved Dan Heng, everything about him. And he, the same. Staying with you even as age came to you. As your skin sagged and hair grayed. Sometimes he’d even get mistaken as a grandson- funny but it did put a small damper on the mood when it was during one of your dates.

He laid beside you as you relaxed, reminiscing on the past and your experiences. All the fun, all the bad, the awkward, and the eccentric.

Slowly, you fell into a deep slumber…

Dan Heng weeped, for decades he’d stay up thinking about you, going through old video logs and recordings. Stelle and Jing Yuan helped him when he was at his lowest, when all he could do was cry and beg for you to return.

After decades of grief, he’d finally begin to move on. Keeping memories of you, through his clothing, oftentimes wearing accessories you’d bought for him, even if they were goofy and broke his stoic image. He’d tell stories to newcomers of the Astral Express, telling them all about his adventures and those he shared them with. One day, the two of you would be reunited. When it was his time to go, his next reincarnation would have their chance to experience life and all the wonders that came with it, like he did.

Jing Yuan + Yanqing (Parental) ///

Natives of the Xianzhou Luofu weren’t strangers to the passing of short-lived beings. Being a fleet with connections to many other planets and factions, natives would see the passings of those they’d befriended many a time. It was never easier, the pain of losing someone was difficult, but it could never prepare them for someone close dying so quickly.

You weren’t a Native to the Xianzhou, being born offworld before somehow making your way to the ships. It was a miracle you had gotten so close to the General, with some even ringing alarm bells at how someone so detached from the Xianzhou got so close to the very top of political power. It was, in truth, all lucky coincidence and fateful timing.

Over the time of knowing Jing Yuan, you’d gotten close, going from a stranger, to a confidant, to lovers. Time at your shared home, reading and resting. Sometimes sparring for fun- though he’d be heavily holding back. You still lost without landing a single hit. His laughs during were as anger-inducing as they were pleasing to listen to.

Sure it was a bit annoying having to deal with the political business that came with being the General’s wife. Dealing with news reporters, IPC trying to get to him through you, and overall mistrust due to you being a non-native. But it came with the territory, and as you laid with him, braiding his fluffy hair as he hummed a soft tune, you knew you wouldn’t trade it for anything.

During your time, you’d also come to know Jing Yuan’s retainer, and adopted son, Yanqing. A young man seemingly born to take the role of Lieutenant, training with passion and upholding his duties to the Luofu with all he had. He was one of the people who was suspicious of you at first, being as close to the General as he was, it wasn’t due to your status as a non-Native, but protectiveness of his father.

Slowly you built up a rapport with him, speaking to him of his sword collection, his duties, spending time with him not as a soldier but as Yanqing, the kid who aspired to live up to his father’s legacy, the kid who worked so hard, that he sometimes forgot that he was a kid. Someone that wasn’t expected to be the next General right out the womb.

Over the years, you became integral to their little family. Upkeeping the house, tending to the garden, having food ready for them- especially learning that Yanqing would skip meals sometimes just to continue practice. The three of you would go on outings around town, not too often, he was still the General after all, but enough that it didn’t feel like you were being held hostage by the population outside. When you both turned in for the night, Jing Yuan was basically a giant warm pillow for you to snuggle soft and warm, with strong arms that made you feel protected.

One day, you had been getting ready for the day with him, going through your normal morning routine. While fixing your hair, you noticed something, a small silver strand. It made you stop for a second, alerting Jing Yuan that something was up. He looked over, freezing as he saw it as well.

After that day, he came incredibly protective of you, not to say he wasn’t beforehand already- but now he treated you as though you could break by anything other than gentle handling. Hell, he even admonished Yanqing when a sparring session had come a bit too close to where you sat watching. It was a bit mortifying for the both of you, surrounded by your men, watching their higher-up be reprimanded by their father.

Over time you decided to take matters into your hands and sit down with Jing Yuan to discuss this, letting him know that you weren’t some piece of glass. It took a lot of convincing but he finally let up, if still keeping an eye out for you.

One day, you had a realization as your legs seemingly gave out and you fell to the ground. That which came for every mortal, was coming for you. With a heavy heart, you contacted Fu Xuan, who you knew would already know what was happening. She cleared Yanqing and Jing Yuan’s schedule for the following days.

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The three of you sat in a restaurant, the one where Jing Yuan loved to take you whenever the two of you could go on dates. The three of you spoke of the future, of the time spent with each other. The fun, the joyous, the sad, the embarrassing. The three of you left, heading home.

You gave Yanqing a warm hug, telling him that you loved him, and that he would do great things, but to remember to live, instead of working all the time. He cried in your arms.

Jing Yuan was already preparing the bed, a soft smile as you made your way in and settled down. The two of you reminisced, settling into the night with his strong arms holding you. As always you felt protected, secure, and happy.

The three of you turned in for the night. The three of you fell into a deep slumber. Two of them woke up as the artificial star of theirs rose.

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Was this how Dan Feng felt for Yingxing? How the High Elder of the Vidyahadra felt as the one they loved died in their arms- pried away from eachother by the coldness of genetics.

Jing Yuan and Yanqing grieved for a long time, spending time with their loved ones, and remembering your time with them. They’d always remember to keep the garden going, cook those meals you’d cook for them. Yanqing remembered what you wanted for him and strived to improve himself while not overworking himself.

They’d remember, always. If you could not live for as long as they could, then they’d have to live long and happy lives, so the you in their hearts could live as well.