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yuyanwrites · 9 months

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The fights along the way

A/n: I said I was going to write fanfocs that weren't hoyoverse related on this blog but I never actually posted any of my drafts so here's a quick drabble. I might editthis in the morning cause I'm tired. 😓

Pairing: Fengqing x gn!reader

Tags: reader prefers alone time over comfort, arguing (mu Qing and reader, Fengqing arguing if you squint), fluffy ending, (Y/C/N) = (Your courtesy name), reader cries when arguing, hurt/comfort

"What?" Feng Xin asked, his mouth agape.

"(Y/C/N) and general Xuan zhen are arguing at general Xuan Shen's palace," the junior official repeated, shuffling their feet on the spot.

It was common to hear Feng Xin and my Qing arguing. It happens almost everyday and if not, every other day. They'd try to beat each other up and no one batted an eye. Well, except you of course. You didn't want either of them to get hurt.

A crowd was forming outside of Mu qing's palace as shouts echoed from deep inside the halls.

Whispers could be heard amongst the crowd.

"No way, general Xuan Zhen and (Y/C/N) are arguing?"

"Do you think they'll get into a first fight?"

"No, no way. Maybe if it was general Xuan Zhen and Nan yang fighting but it's (Y/N/C)...surely he wouldn't hit them." Heavenly officials sure do love to gossip, huh?

Feng Xin shoved the crowd, making a path to the entrance of the palace where the screaming got clearer.

"Everyone leave!" Feng Xin shouted and despite the two of you hearing Feng Xin, neither of you backed down.

Soon, crowds dispersed and a junior official lead Feng Xin to the garden behind the golden palace.

"I don't understand! What's wrong with helping king with her paperwork?!" you screamed, throat going sore as small tears started to prick at the corners of your eyes.

"How could you not possibly understand! Are you an idiot?" Mu Qing screamed back, his own voice becoming hoarse. "You've been so caught up with someone else's job that you don't even have time for anything else! are you even taking care of yourself?!"

"Ok? And what's wrong with helping someone, huh?!"

"The problem is you don't have enough time for anything else!"

"I don't understand! I like helping people so it doesn't matter and I'm still making sure I eat correctly and I-" You hicupped. Streams of tears ran down your cheeks, collecting in a little drop at a bottom before falling to its inevitable demise.

However, Mu Qing didn't flinch, didn't say another word, didn't try to comfort you or even reach you. Just stood there silently as you started crying. Small sobs rattled your ribs and you started to furiously wiping away your tears. "I just don't understand..."

"(Name)..." a voice called out. Heavy footsteps strides towards you as strong arms tried to wrap around your waist but you backed away. "(Name)?"

"Not now Xin-er," you said between shaky breaths. Mu Qing studied you carefully and pursed his lips, the first he clenched so tight before, relaxing and unraveling.

Yet again, you dodged one of Feng xin's attempts at comforting you and ran out of the palace, back to your own. You just needed some time to think.

Worried eyes watched you before hardening slightly when meeting Mu qing's. "Now, why would you argue with (name), look what happened," Feng xin said rather softly compared to his expression.

"Well, I don't know! Feng xin we didn't see them for a year because they were too busy helping someone or whatever," Mu qing said, growing quieter with each word.

"Qing-er..." Feng xin said, embracing Mu qing who resisted at first but gave in. "Just give them some time, they'll come around."

Waking up alone in your cold empty bed when you usually had you lovers with you was something you had grown used to in the past year, being busy with ling Wen's paperwork on-top of your own duties.

You got to work, quickly getting ready for the day and leaving to go to your office when you say something while you passed the dining table. You went a few steps back before turning to face the basket of fruit on your dining table and a near letter, sealed with a golden wax stamp.

"It was left outside this morning," one of your junior officials who happens to be passing spoke up.

"Thank you," you muttered, opening the letter and reading it. A soft smile graced your lips as you read the name that the letter signed off with. "Idiot."

Soft footsteps approached quickly, the jogging pace, breaking into a run as the two men, Mu qing and Feng xin who were standing by Mu qing's desk, got tackled in a hug.

"You know if you missed me, you could've said so," you whispered but they could hear you as clear as day.

"Sorry," Mu qing whispered back.

"I love you," you whispered, grinning.

"We...love you too," Mu qing whispered bsck, a blush forming in his cheeks as the three of you stayed in each other's embrace.

"Yeah we all love each other but why are we whispering," Feng xin whispered, a genuinely confused expression in his face. Mu qing rolled his eyes while you started laughing. Feng xin just looked between the two of you before saying,"What...? What did I say wrong?"

#mu qing x reader #tgcf #tgcf x reader #feng xin x reader #fengqing #fengqing x reader #mu qing #feng xin #hurt/comfort #fluff #angst #tgcf fluff #tgcf angst #heaven official's blessing #gn!reader

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bonesblubs · 2 years

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Made whole again

(Mu Qing gets his body back in Incorporeal AU)

#art tag #fengqing #tgcf #aughhhhh #Have five pages of pure fluff after as a sorry for all my recent angst #im thinking the timeline here is 6months to a year? possibly longer #and hua cheng could only start seeing him well into it

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a-kingdom-or-this · 2 months

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New Favorite person - Despicable Neighbor

hi guys, this is my first Fengqing fanfic, based on an idea I had written in my notepads since March 2021 lol

Never give up on your ideas, maybe someday you'll find the right amount of energy and time to write it off.

(I couldn't afford a fanart commission so here's my rough sketch for references haha)

14.7k words

Rated E

Fengqing

Kinda(? Slow burn

Modern AU

Neighbors AU

Misunderstandings

Eventual smut.

#Fengqing #Ao3 #ao3 fanfic #fluff and smut #Humor #Xie Lian's bad cooking #Mu Qing's a veterinarian and cat lover #theyre idiots your honor #No beta we die like Hua Cheng #TGCF #hualian

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gemaesteria · 5 months

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Podfic: Because of a Whipped Cream Mustache [TGCF, FengQing]

Written by: doordaash

Art by: Nan

Summary:

Feng Xin for the love of all things joyful and merry, would not meet his goddamn eyes! It was…weird! They had been dating well over 3 years now, had known each other for nearly their entire lives, and yet Feng Xin was avoiding his eyes as if they were mere strangers! He was speaking to everyone but Mu Qing!

What made it worse, is finding him and fucking Shi Qingxuan whispering to each other while everyone ate, as the two were sitting next to one other - because Feng Xin hadn’t even SAT NEXT to Mu Qing! Shi Qingxuan giggled at whatever the fuck Feng Xin had whispered, covering their mouth with their hand before clapping excitedly.

or: some cheesy holiday kiss kiss fall in love BS for da soul <;33

🎧 Listen here 🎧

Sound on for the teaser below!

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luckymoonly · 3 days

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💍🎄Read it here.

Pairing: Feng Xin/Mu Qing (Tian Guan Ci Fu)

Rating: E

Length: 3k

Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Established Relationship, Engagement, Christmas Party, Fluff and Smut, Feng Xin is So Whipped, Pei Ming and Feng Xin himbo BFF agenda, Mu Qing's mom is alive bc why not, Top Feng Xin, Bottom Mu Qing,

Summary:

Today is Christmas Day and Feng Xin is going to propose to Mu Qing during dinner. Perhaps he shouldn't have asked Pei Ming to be his wingman though.

#my writing #fengqing #Not a new fic bc I posted this on AO3 in December but never made a post to promote it #now I did :)#Just fluff and silly here

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m00nryy · 9 months

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MQ "What's on your mind?"

He said as he ran his fingers through Feng Xin's silk black hair. Head resting on his lap, eyes closed enjoying the breeze, his skin looks even more delicate with the rays of sunshine that pass through the leaves and make a pattern on his face, truly a beautiful sight.

FX "I'm thinking about how I hate... that I love you so deeply"

The wind grows stronger shaking the trees, creating a beautiful autumn rain of orange leaves and a musky-sweet smell that fills the air.

Feng Xin gets up from the comfort of Mu Qing's lap sitting close to him, the tips of their noses touching, they can feel each others warm breath.

He looks deep in those beautiful greyish eyes for a moment before looking down and speaking again.

FX "every inch of me belongs to you Qing-er, every fragment of my soul every part of my body, even if I try to deny it, it has always belonged to you and it is... scary"

It's quiet up in these mountains, even the sounds of birds chirping are scarce, that's what they liked so much, it's the perfect place to get away from their busy life's, from all the noise of prayers, of heavenly officials gossiping murmurs, from everything.

FX "but I hope, that in every lifetime, I'll get to be yours, I pray that the heavens can let my soul and my body belong to you for all eternity."

He gives Mu Qing a light kiss, his lips are so soft, he wants to stay there forever, but they have to part as Mu Qing's smile turns into giggles.

MQ "is this you proposing to me A-Xin?"

FX "It is"

Mu Qing's eyes widen and Feng Xin laughs pulling him to a kiss and holding his hand.

A hand he never wants to let go.

#feng xin #mu qing #tgcf #fengqing #tian guan ci fu #heaven official's blessing #tgcf novel #fluff #originally posted on twitter #they love each other #i cant stop thinking abt this #fengqing drives me crazy #i love them #i go to sleep thinking about them and i wake up thinking about them

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ivlenyxx · 1 year

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Comfort On Christmas Eve (FengQing Christmas Oneshot)

“What the fuck?”

That is the first thing that comes out of Feng Xin’s mouth when Mu Qing comes back to their apartment, soaked, posture absolute dogshit, and swaying back and forth like a drunk idiot.

Mu Qing stumbles wordlessly into their shared apartment and flops face down onto the couch like a rag doll. He looks absolutely pathetic, like a marionette whose strings had been cut.

Feng Xin stares at him, bewildered at Mu Qing’s current state. For one thing, Mu Qing looks like someone just poured a whole bucket of water over his head and a typhoon made its way through his hair, for another, Mu Qing isn’t snarling and firing snarky remarks at Feng Xin the moment he walks in the door, instead, he just lies there, completely silent and letting the water from his wet hair and clothes drip to the floor. After several seconds of bewildered staring, Feng Xin finally says, “Oh my god, what the fuck happened to you, huh?”

Mu Qing doesn’t respond right away, instead, he groans and grumbles and sits up on the couch, he mutters something that Feng Xin doesn’t hear and flops back down.

“What was that?” Feng XIn moves his head towards Mu Qing, trying to catch what Mu Qing just said.

Mu Qing grumbles and mutters again.

Feng Xin can’t hear him. “Dude, I still can’t hear you, speak up for god’s sake!”

Mu Qing shoots up suddenly. “I said I left my umbrella at home!” he yells at Feng Xin and glowers at him through a thick curtain of wet hair that was still dripping with water.

“Then why didn’t you just come home?!”

“That’s none of your business.” Mu Qing looks to the side and falls/sits back down on the couch.

Feng Xin still isn’t satisfied. “Then why didn’t you just call for me to pick you up?”

“Phone died.” Mu Qing answers. “Also, why would I ask for you to pick me up? It’s not like we’re-” he stops there. “Nevermind.” He buries his face in his hands and leans forward so that Feng Xin can’t see his face.

Feng Xin watches him with a face full of pity, when in fact, he’s feeling a lot more than pity right there. Questions swirled around in his mind about the

current state of Mu Qing and his attitude. Why is Mu Qing like this? Why is he back so late? Why isn’t he teasing and bitching at me right now? Normally, when he sees Mu Qing upset, he’d tease him about it, fully expecting for him to fire back with a snarky remark and that’d escalate into a verbal fight that ended in both of them sulking for an hour before moving on like nothing happened, but today? After seeing how Mu Qing was acting, Feng Xin didn’t have the heart to do that. There was just something that was so off about Mu Qing today, something negative, but Feng Xin can’t exactly put his finger on what.

“Hey, uh, are you okay?” Feng Xin reaches out a hand towards Mu Qing.

Mu Qing looks back at him through his hands. “Of course I’m okay, what makes you think that I’m not okay?”

Feng Xin thinks. Bitch, anyone with eyes could see that there is a lot of shit that’s not okay with you right now, stop lying.

Well, besides the obvious, the obvious being that Mu Qing came back home at a very late time in the night, he was drenched and shaking like a leaf, there was just something in his body language and overall attitude that was extremely unfamiliar to Feng Xin. He was used to Mu Qing sassing him around and snarking at him whenever he asked the simplest of questions, but there was none of that now, Mu Qing looked somber, muted, sad.

And Feng Xin wasn’t sure he knew how to deal with that.

“Well for one, you just came back home at an ungodly time in the night, and for another, you are absolutely drenched, you’re shaking, and you don’t even seem to care that your precious pretty hair is pretty much ruined right now.” Feng XIn replies, specifically emphasizing the last point. Mu Qing cares a great deal about his hair, waking up at least half an hour earlier than Feng Xin every day to style it and flipping Feng Xin off whenever he mentions it. Feng Xin hoped that the hair comment would bring some of Old Mu Qing back, but to no avail.

Mu QIng rolls his eyes but doesn’t say anything.

Feng Xin sighs. “I’m gonna go grab you a towel.”

Feng Xin disappears into the other room for a towel, but instead of just handing his roommate the towel and having him dry himself off, he returns with a towel, a giant sweatshirt of his own and a hot cup of tea from the kitchen. He shoves the towel and sweatshirt in Mu Qing’s arms and sets the cup of tea in front of him.

“There, dry yourself off and then change. God knows how much warmth the clothes you wear actually provide.”

But of course, because Mu Qing is literally the most difficult person on Earth, he doesn’t start drying himself off right away, instead, he just stares at the towel and sweatshirt and rubs them with his fingers every few seconds.

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Feng Xin grabs the sweatshirt and towel and takes matters into his own hands. First, he starts to wring the water out of Mu Qing’s hair, and for good measure, grabs a brush and starts untangling his roommate’s messy wet hair as gently as he can, because god knows how big of a fuss Mu Qing will make out of Feng Xin handling his hair roughly.

“Excuse me for this.” Feng Xin says as he removes Mu Qing’s jacket and sweater and wrestles him into the sweatshirt. He then shoves the cup of tea (which is still surprisingly warm despite the winter cold) into Mu Qing’s hands and wraps a blanket around the guy like he’s a baby.

Throughout this entire process, Mu Qing is extremely docile, only offering occasional half-hearted remarks such as “Quit mother-henning me.” or “Oh my god you’re gonna regret this.” and “No way I’m getting in that.” (“Too bad” Feng Xin says as he jams the sweatshirt over Mu Qing’s head.) but never actually making any effort to make Feng Xin stop.

By the time that Feng Xin is done, Mu Qing still isn’t acting like himself, Feng Xin finally decides he’s having enough of this and asks:

“Alright, what the fuck actually happend? You come home looking like a hurricane just went through you, and don’t do anything when I fuss all over you, so what the hell is going on?”

“I’m okay.” Mu Qing says, gripping the mug tighter.

Bitch I thought we went over this. Feng Xin thinks to himself. “Oh really? Cause those tear tracks I saw while helping you would beg to differ.”

Fuck. Mu Qing thinks.

Mu Qing takes a deep breath. “I got dumped.”

Okay so that was unexpected.

“Wh-what?” Feng Xin heard that correctly, right?

“I got dumped.” Mu Qing repeats. “I got ghosted by my date tonight, on Christmas Eve of all days. That asshole didn’t even bother to show up after we had talked for so long, and when I finally ask him out on a date, he accepts, but then doesn’t even bother to show his face! He didn’t even answer when I texted him, bitch just left me standing in the rain for a solid fucking hour.” Mu Qing wipes his tears on his sleeve “Happy now?” He looks at Feng Xin with watery eyes and finishes.

Feng Xin is absolutely flabbergasted by this. How could anyone ghost Mu Qing? He couldn’t even think of the act. How could anyone make plans with Mu Qing and then ghost him? How could anyone think to go out with Mu Qing on a date, and then ghost him? And the fact that it was Mu Qing who asked the guy out, that made Feng Xin feel really unpleasant.

“Oh… Oh my god. You got dumped.” Feng Xin says.

“Yeah, yeah. You don’t have to rub it in my face, you know.” Mu Qing glares at him, wiping more tears on his sweatshirt sleeve.

“Holy shit you actually got dumped.” Feng Xin repeats.

“What, is this funny to you or something?” Mu Qing glares at him. “Feng Xin, if the fact that I got dumped amuses you or something then I swear to god I will punch you in the face right here, right now.”

“N-no,” Feng Xin holds up his hands. ‘It’s not funny to me whatsoever.”

Feng Xin scoots a little closer to him. “So, uh… do I know the guy that you got ghosted by?”

“Why the fuck would I let you know who I was “dating”? Also, why would you want to know?”

“Nothing, just curious.” Feng Xin tries to make it sound as inconspicuous as possible.

“Well then stop being curious.” Mu Qing sets down the cup of tea and wraps the blanket tightly around himself.

Mu Qing stays like that for a bit, but Feng Xin knows that he wants to complain about the guy, and it only was a matter of time before he started to bitch again.

And said matter of time was literally five fucking seconds. Mu Qing unravels himself from the blanket and leans forwards at the coffee table.

“Ugh.” Mu Qing picks up his phone and taps into Whatsapp. “You know, you’re lucky I haven’t blocked his number or deleted his contact yet.” He says as he scrolls through his Whatsapp chats. “Where the fuck is he…” he mutters as he looks for the chat of the guy he was chatting with. “Ah here we go.” he says and taps on the profile picture of What’s-His-Face and shoves the phone in Feng Xin’s face.

It was a very poorly taken selfie of the guy flexing shirtless in the bathroom mirror. Just the sight alone was enough to make Feng Xin cringe. “What? He looks like an idiot, I didn’t know you liked guys like that.”

“What my type is is none of your fucking business.” Mu Qing says as he shows Feng Xin a few messages between him and the man until he pulls away and blocks the guy’s contact and deletes every single photo that What’s-His-Face has ever sent him in his gallery. “Also, he kind of looks like you.” He adds teasingly.

“What?” Feng Xin is a little annoyed by that. “I do not look like that guy just there.”

“Oh really? I think you do.” Mu Qing teases.

Feng Xin opens his mouth in protest but closes it quickly. Mu Qing wasn’t exactly wrong when he said that that guy looked like Feng Xin. Same body type, tanned skin from being in the sun a lot, and down to the bun on the top of his head.

“Well then uh,” Feng Xin scoots a little closer to Mu Qing. “If this breakup has got you so down, you must’ve really liked him, huh?”

“Well, not exactly. We didn’t really know each other, it was just hookups every time we met in person. Hell, I don’t even know his birthday.” Mu Qing says.

“Then why are you so upset over the breakup then?” Feng Xin asks him.

Mu Qing sighs. “It wasn’t the fact that we broke up or the fact that we broke up over text, but, what he said when we did.” he sets his phone down and buries his face in his hands. “Why am I telling you this? It’s not like you care.”

But Feng Xin does care, he cares much more than Mu Qing knows. “Well, tell me anyway.”

Mu Qing sighs. “If you laugh, I’m gonna castrate you.”

“I won’t.”

“Well if you do then I’m not going back on my word.” Mu Qing takes a deep breath. “He said that I was really messed up, and that I wasn’t the type of person that anyone in their right mind would want to be friends with, let alone date, and that he pities whoever is f-friends with me, and that, that was it.” Mu Qing’s voice starts getting shaky at that last part, and tears start welling up in his eyes. He tries to wipe them away, but with no avail. “Well if I’m really that bad, then why did he let this go on for so long?” Tears are threatening to spill from his eyes and he buries his face in his hands.

Several different emotions go through Feng Xin at the sight of Mu Qing starting to cry.

The first is rage, how dare someone make Mu Qing feel that way and say all those things to him? If it weren’t for the fact that Mu Qing was crying, he

would’ve asked Mu Qing for the guy’s address and marched on over in the rain to give him a piece of his mind.

The next was sympathy, for obvious reasons.

And the third was dismay, seeing Mu Qing so weak and falling apart over some guy just made Feng Xin even angrier and the thing that Mu QIng says right after doesn’t help much.

“Don’t answer that, I know what you think of me right now, why did I ever agree to tell you?” Mu Qing tries to glare at him, but it falls apart before it even lasts a second.

Feng XIn couldn’t stand to see Mu Qing like this, so he does the one thing he never thought he’d do.

“Alright, come here, you dummy.” he wraps his arms around Mu Qing and before Mu Qing can even react, he’s being pulled into a tight hug.

Surprisingly, Mu Qing does not react negatively like Feng XIn thought he would at this impulsive decision and sudden close contact, instead, he melts into the hug and buries his face in Feng Xin’s shoulder.

“You wanna know what I think of you?” Feng Xin starts talking, he can feel Mu Qing tensing up.

A million thoughts go through his head at once. I think you're beautiful, I think you’re super annoying, I think you are the most annoying person I’ve ever met, I think the way you care so much about kids is adorable, I think us meeting is the best thing that has ever happened to me, I think you’re my best friend, even if you don’t feel the same, I think I’ll never get sick of how you’ll complain about the smallest things, i think there’s no one else in the world that I’d want to fight with, laugh with, be with for the rest of my life. I think I love you.

“I care about you, okay? I care about you because you’re my friend, and if I’m being honest, I feel like you’re my best friend, and I think that that asshole doesn’t deserve you.” Feng Xin says while rubbing circles on Mu Qing’s back.

“O-oh.” Mu Qing manages to say, before snuggling closer to Feng Xin. “Yeah, well. I care about you too.”

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The next morning, Feng Xin wakes up on the living room couch with a weight on his chest.

“What the fuck?” he murmurs, and rubs his eyes. That’s when he notices the black head of hair in his face, and Mu Qing sleeping soundly on his chest with the blanket draped over the both of them.

Feng Xin reasons that both of them fell asleep while they were hugging last night and smiles down at the sleeping figure of Mu Qing.

He reaches for Mu Qing’s head and plays with his long black hair while trying his best to ignore the fact that his heart was breakdancing and doing somersaults in his chest over the fact that Mu Qing was sleeping on him.

Feng Xin continues to play with Mu Qing’s hair for the next ten minutes before Mu Qing blinks open his eyes and asks, “What’s going on- Oh.”

That’s when he realizes he’s basically cuddling with Feng Xin.

“What the fuck?” he scrambles to get off the man, but Feng Xin has an arm tightly locked around his waist and he can’t get out of this compromising position with his… friend?

Wow, that word still sounded strange when talking about the both of them.

“S-sorry. I must’ve fallen asleep on you while we were… you know.” Feng Xin apologizes and unhooks his arm so that Mu Qing can get off of him.

“Don’t worry, it’s uh, it’s okay. I fell asleep too.” Mu Qing gets off of Feng Xin and looks out the window. “Holy shit.”

“What?” Feng Xin stands up from the couch and when he sees what Mu Qing sees, he’s repeating what his roommate just said. “Holy shit.”

There was fresh snow falling from the sky, and the buildings were coated with it, making the view outside look like something straight out of a storybook.

“Wow.” Feng Xin says. “This is… beautiful.”

“Yeah.” Mu Qing agrees beside him. “Hey Feng Xin.”

“Yeah?”

“You wanna know the reason I even got with that guy in the first place?”

“Uh, okay.”

Mu Qing takes a deep breath, this is it. “I was trying to get over you.”

Feng Xin’s eyes widen. “Wh-what do you mean by that?”

Mu Qing rolls his eyes. “It means, I had a crush on you, you idiot, and because I thought you hated me and thought you’d never reciprocate, tried to get over those feelings by hooking up with other people. Well that obviously didn’t work.”

Feng Xin is so stunned he can barely get a word out.

Mu Qing’s face falls. “And here I was, hoping that there was a chance after- I’m heading to my room.” He tries to leave, but is stopped when he feels a warm hand tightly wrap around his wrist.

“You, you really mean it?” Feng Xin’s eyes are hopeful, and there’s a hint of a smile dancing around the corner of his mouth.

Mu Qing takes a deep breath. “Yes, yes I do.”

That tiny little smile on Feng Xin’s face breaks into a huge grin, as he pounces at Mu Qing, who was evidently not expecting this to happen, and falls to the floor once Feng Xin’s body hits his own.

“Oh my god.”

“Feng Xin”

“Holy shit.”

“Feng Xin.”

“You really do like me huh?” Feng Xin is now smiling so hard it hurts, but he doesn’t care.

“Feng Xin, I swear if you don’t get off me right now I’m going to kill you.” Mu Qing says as he tries to push Feng Xin off of him. “Also, stop being so sappy and emotional,” he adds.

“Hey, you were being just as sappy.” Feng Xin hauls himself off of Mu Qing and sits on the floor beside him.

“Pfft, not as much as you were though.” Mu Qing teases as he gets off the floor.

“Hey, thanks for not getting over me. I’m glad.” Feng Xin smiles.

“Yeah.” Mu Qing smiles, the smallest of smiles, but it’s still there. “I am too.”

“And uh, maybe we could go on a date, after breakfast, today? It’s Christmas after all, and we’ve got nothing to do.” Feng Xin says hopefully.

“Yeah.” Mu Qing turns to him and his smile grows wider. “I’d like that.”

Here's a link to the one I posted on AO3, they're the one and the same: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43821268

#fanfiction #feng xin x mu qing #fengqing #feng xin tgcf #mu qing #modern au #roommates #getting together #fluff #hurt/comfort #all that good shit #heaven official's blessing #tian guan ci fu #oh my god I should go to sleep #i did not proofread this #no beta we die like shi wudu

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tgcf-fic · 1 year

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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fēng Xìn/Mù Qíng Characters: Fēng Xìn, Mù Qíng (Tiān Guān Cì Fú), Fú Yáo, Nán Fēng (Tiān Guān Cì Fú) Additional Tags: Getting Together, your typical we're-dating-but-not-in-our-own-bodies fic, Secret Identity, xie lian rolled 20 perception while mu qing and feng xin both rolled 1, Pre-Canon, Fluff, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Spoilers, Not Beta Read, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Enemies to Lovers, more like, Rivals to Lovers, Misunderstandings Summary:

At first, Feng Xin fucking hated Fu Yao.

Apparently he had been sent down to get some experience, because apparently—as a relatively new official in Xuan Zhen palace—he had needed experience.

He hadn’t actually ended up getting any experience, as him and Fu Yao had argued for the entire nighthunt, barely even focusing on the hunt itself, the other junior officials having to basically complete the hunt by themselves.

Immediately after the fact, back in his own body, Feng Xin had become a bit embarrassed. Him, a martial god who had been in heaven for around four centuries, having a petty argument with a relatively new junior official.

It was weird and not to mention embarrassing. Since when did he fight with junior officials, and since when did Mu Qing’s junior officials rub him the same way Mu Qing did.

(The wrong way)

Or, Feng Xin and Mu Qing fall in love, but not in the way you'd think.

#tian guan ci fu #tgcf #heaven official's blessing #fengqing #pre-canon #getting together #Identity Shenanigans #fluff #angst #canon divergence #enemies to lovers #rivals to lovers #misunderstanding

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aziliang · 2 years

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Eternity Does Not End

Mu Qing is the current emperor of the Heavenly Realm, everyone's just curious how he keeps being powerful without someone such as Ling Wen beside him to aid in his duties, not knowing he has his general beside him all these years. Mu Qing, his closest general who's a few years older and has watched him grow into the fine emperor that he is today, acts like his empress, his source of power and life, his last stronghold of sanity in their chaotic realm.

"You will need to marry someone… or at least appoint someone like an advisor to be your aid in running the realm." Mu Qing gasps as he feels Feng Xin's fangs sink onto his skin, the sudden feeling of rush and adrenaline flowing in his veins.

"I've been ruling it with you, A-Xin. I'm the current emperor and no one has a say with my choice of a life companion nor an aid such as Ling Wen in ruling the realm." Feng Xin pulls away from his neck, letting the blood seep through his skin, as his eyes that are full of emotion stare back at Mu Qing's lidded ones.

They've been like this for the past century, having the title of Heavenly Emperor passed down onto Mu Qing. Feng Xin has to drink spiritual energy from him at some point to quench a specific thirst for the general prefers Mu Qing's luscious energy over any other officials’ lent to him. In return, Feng Xin has fed Mu Qing his own spiritual energy whenever the other decides to not take care of himself when chaos arises in the three realms, keeping him in his top shape as his majesty as long as he wishes to reign.

"Feng Xin, my beloved, my soul. I chose you to be my general, my advisor, and companion in my life as long as I wish to live. I will always live for you." Mu Qing gives his vows to Feng Xin, under the blue moon.

"You have been my life, my beloved emperor and general. I only wish to be beside you all the time as long as you wish to live. I have chosen this path and will always live for you with no regrets." Feng Xin vows, staring back at the other's piercing silver eyes.

A wedding under the blue moon is considered the most powerful marriage, the blue moon was a gift bestowed by the god's before them, for them to harness power and energy. A wedding under it is swearing your life and soul bond with each other to the gods and the universe. A wish for your multiple lives to be entangled with each other's.

"Until eternity ends?"

"Eternity does not end as long as I'm with you and will be with you."

#FengQing #Feng Xin #Mu Qing #fluff?#biting #BITING #marriage #for FengQing Wedding #Heavenly Emperor Mu Qing #post canon?#mutual spiritual energy giving(?)

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dalbitsonata · 10 months

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hi, i just wrote a fengqing fic!!!

it's been YEARS since i last wrote a fanfic, but i do everything for my current obsession ship <3

synopsis:

“— WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS?

— What?!”

Or,

where Feng Xin thinks he's just a normal guy. A really plain and normal guy who goes to the gym regularly. But for Mu Qing, oh, he’s everything.

#tian guan ci fu #fengqing #feng xin #mu qing #i love them sooooo much #just feng xin receveing some praise #fluff <3

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fqrot · 1 year

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the first time feng xin and mu qing say “i love you” it comes so unexpectedly that it leaves them speechless.

they’re taking a walk at night, looking up at the dark sky illuminated only by the light of the stars, their hands brushing against each other.

mu qing looks over at feng xin and thinks “great heavens, he’s so beautiful.” a moment later fx steals a glance at mq, and the thought that goes through his head sounds very, very similar to what mq is thinking.

they both see the other as perfect. they always did, secretly.

feng xin runs his thumb over mu qing’s soft hand, then laces his fingers with mq’s. it feels like his hand was always meant to be right there, held by the love of his life.

there’s such an overpowering tranquility in this moment, a peace that washes over them silently.

it’s just a simple walk, and yet nothing is simple when it comes to their relationship. they’ve loathed each other for so long, it still feels strange to share these everyday moments together without wanting to physically fight each other.

suddenly, feng xin stops walking and turns to mu qing, pulling him closer. mq’s breath catches in his throat. most of the time he knows what to say, but not now. he can only think about how ethereal fx looks under the light of the moon.

he’s so lucky to be able to look at a man this beautiful, and see nothing short of adoration and longing in his eyes.

they both open their mouths at the same time.

“feng xin, i-“

“mu qing, i-“

in the end, they only stare at each other, seemingly trying to convey what they’re feeling without words. they’re still learning how to communicate with each other, but it’s different now.

now they- they what?

“i love you,” they say at the same time, gazing into each other’s eyes, pulling each other closer until they can feel the uneven breaths of the other on their faces.

now they love each other.

it’s something both of them had been meaning to say for a long time, and felt even longer, and now they’ve finally said it. it’s out there in the open, and it’s the one thing they’re the most sure about in the world.

mu qing loves feng xin. feng xin loves mu qing.

finally, feng xin breaks the remaining distance between them and pulls mu qing into a kiss. it’s slow and passionate, as if both mq and fx are trying to show their love for each other not only through words, but also through this act of kissing.

they’ve shared many kisses before, and they’ll share even more in the future. but this one, right after they said those special three words for the first time, is different. it marks the shift in their relationship from rivals to lovers, from hatred to devotion.

feng xin’s hand is resting on mu qing’s cheek, while his other moves to his waist and squeezes it. mu qing whimpers into the kiss and takes fx’s face into both hands, only breaking the kiss to gaze at his lover for a short while before leaning in again.

they stay like this for a while, just kissing each other back and forth, not wanting this moment to ever end. it’s like all the pieces have fallen into place to create the most perfect picture.

feng xin pulls away at last, his hand still resting on mu qing’s waist.

“let’s come back to my palace?” he says with a wink. they both know the implications of that question very well.

mq looks at fx, at his sly smile and warm eyes that seem to cover his entire field of vision.

“let’s go,” he smiles and takes feng xin’s hand, guiding them in the direction of the nan yang palace.

he thinks back to the moment just now, to the confession that means so much to him it feels like it’s going to cause an explosion of love in his chest.

of his love for feng xin. of feng xin’s love for him.

i love you, i love you, i love you he wants to say a thousand times, a million times, until his voice is so hoarse he can’t speak anymore. and even then, he’ll still find a way to convey it.

after all, they have an eternity to keep emphasizing how much they love each other, to spell it out in a million different ways through touches, actions and words.

and right now, that’s exactly what they want to do.

#fengqing #fengqing writing #tgcf #tian guan ci fu #heaven official’s blessing #fengqing fic #fengqing love confession #fengqing fluff

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