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sharkiethrts 9 months
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[饾檹饾櫇饾櫄 饾櫆饾櫄饾櫍饾櫄饾櫑饾櫀饾櫋'饾櫒 饾櫂饾櫇饾櫈饾櫋饾櫃饾櫇饾櫎饾櫎饾櫃 饾櫁饾櫔饾櫁饾櫁饾櫋饾櫄饾櫃 饾櫋饾櫈饾櫊饾櫄 饾櫒饾櫎饾櫃饾櫀 饾櫏饾櫎饾櫏饾櫒]
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饾槜饾槞饾槚饾様饾槜饾槢: 饾槫饾槱饾槳饾槶饾槬饾槱饾槹饾槹饾槬 饾槾饾樃饾槮饾槮饾樀饾槱饾槮饾槩饾槼饾樀饾槾 饾樃饾槳饾樀饾槱 饾槴饾槳饾槸饾槰 饾樅饾樁饾槩饾槸
g/n reader
: both jing yuan and reader are young children here, jing yuan is pining (ineffectively) at the reader
: approximately 465 words (chat gpt said so)
Jing Yuan is late again. At this point, it is a familiar routine: he'd run in with sweat beading up at his forehead- Jingliu would throw a faded hankie at his face, urging him to wipe it off with a glance before nagging at him- "what's your reason this time?" "Did you oversleep?" "Did you go to eat your breakfast at Mr Zhang's store again? The queue is too long there. Go eat at the canteen instead- you children are too whiny about soldier rations."
The truth is, Jing yuan never oversleeps and he always skips breakfast. It isn't a military regime he put himself on at all, no. If Jingliu knew that the brat in front of him was skipping breakfast, she would order the senior guards to eat breakfast with him. He would have to suffer from indigestion for the next few weeks (the senior guards adores picking on the apple-cheeked boy) until Jingliu is finally convinced that the brat will listen.
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But he won't ever listen because Jing Yuan has a long route to take that he can't afford to miss. Your route. Well, not your route. It's the route through Cloudford. For context: where Jingliu expects him to be at every dawn is miles away. But this lovesick boy remains stubborn, he travels the route to Cloudford with a boyish grin- a blush would bundle up at his round cheeks when he spots you in your familiar attire, your uniform stained with food crumbs from your rush.
"[Name]! Wait up!" And when you do stop, a pretty sight is granted to you- perhaps a morning call from the Eons? There's no way anyone can remain nonchalant and sleepy at the sight of this messy haired, toothpaste decorated face, "Are you heading to class? I heard that your Master brought over some swords he specifically commissioned from the Artisanship Commission! I saw! Let me spoil you in a bit of the fun- one of them is fully jaded, and another-"
He definitely rushed to see you.
"Shouldn't you be going to yours? Miss Jingliu would kill you if she knew that you're all the way at Cloudford right now, Jing Yuan."
His eyes crinkled from the widening of his smile at the call of his name, "She'll survive! Let me walk you there-"
"Jing Yuan. Your cloud knight training?"
Oh eons, did you not hear his plead this morning? Jing Yuan turned slowly, adjusting his attire- trying not to slouch in fear. Getting scolded in front of the other Cloud knights is not as embarrassing and as tear-jerking as it is in front of you. Not to mention, his master knows all the grimy details under his sleeves.
And there she was, in her glory- her sharp eyes piercing his through one strike. He bends over immediately, face apologetic- catching glimpse of your smiling face, clearly amused by the scene taking place in front of you.
"You have toothpaste on your face, boy," Jing Yuan's face flushed red at the newly learned information. Ah crap, did you see that? He glances at your face briefly- yeah, you definitely did. Curse his heart- he was so excited to talk to you he stumbled at basic cleanliness.
"I think it makes him cute, you shouldn't have told him, Miss Jingliu," You hum. You are one of the few unaffected by the intimidation his master poses- your frequent rendezvous with Jing Yuan hyper-exposed you to Jingliu's more reasonable sides.
"[Name], go to class. Your master is waiting for you," Jingliu turns to him, and he immediately regrets not shifting his gaze down at his feet earlier," As for you," she waits for you to go, "Confess soon. I don't want to keep chastising you on your... inconvenient hobbies."
A smile blooms at his face at that.
"Yes Master! Duly noted!"
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sharkiethrts 10 months
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[饾檹饾櫇饾櫄 饾櫆饾櫄饾櫍饾櫄饾櫑饾櫀饾櫋 饾櫄饾櫗饾櫏饾櫋饾櫎饾櫑饾櫄饾櫒 饾櫓饾櫇饾櫄 饾櫖饾櫎饾櫑饾櫋饾櫃 饾櫎饾櫅 饾櫕饾櫀饾櫍饾櫈饾櫓饾櫘]
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饾槜饾槞饾槚饾様饾槜饾槢: 饾槥饾槱饾槩饾樀 饾槳饾槾 饾樀饾槱饾槮 饾槪饾槮饾槾饾樀 饾樃饾槩饾樅 饾樀饾槹 饾樀饾槩饾槵饾槮 饾槩饾槬饾樂饾槩饾槸饾樀饾槩饾槰饾槮 饾槹饾槯 饾槺饾槼饾槮饾樀饾樀饾樅 饾槺饾槼饾槳饾樂饾槳饾槶饾槮饾槰饾槮?
g/n reader
: jing yuan and reader are not in an established relationship, jing yuan is pining (ineffectively) at the reader
: 446 words
Qingzu did her best to not designate her attention to the elephant in the room today in the Divine Foresight but duty calls. It started when the general asks for a mirror, blathering about the apparent magnification in the front camera of phones. Even the most developed technologies have their flaws, as does all of nature, his laugh resounds across the hall with his talk.
She didn't understand his intentions with the mirror initially, but now that she does: "Jing Yuan, just in case you have forgotten, the documents piled up in front of you require your attention as well," when the man mentioned doesn't react, "And as for the concave of your facial features, please leave that interest at home."
Surprisingly, the man finally snaps out of his diligent distraction with a view that the Counselor has never seen before: red ears. However, the general's recovery is quick, much to Qingzu's amusement. But to her chagrin, it did not stop the General's shameless inquiry, "Am I handsome, Qingzu?"
"...Please understand that I am not a present figure in the fashion industry nor do I have any intention on recommending the General of Luofu Xianzhou to Xianzhou magazines any time soon."
The guards guarding at the gates of the Divine Foresight bite their tongues; it wasn't like they weren't used to the General's occasional remarkable behaviours, but vanity is certainly a new look. After all, the general doesn't even bother to brush his hair in the morning, letting birds build a temporary residency in his hair whenever he falls asleep. It's a miracle that there isn't an ecosystem building up in the general's hair, to say the least.
So, what's with the sudden change? Everyone in the Divine Foresight is in common agreement that the General is... in love.
And it makes sense: he has been caught outside the Divine Foresight more. Well, he's rarely in the Divine Foresight, really- but his frequent "breathers" are often at his own garden, where weeds pile up due to the General's negligence and how demanding his work can be (the general also claims to not need cleaners at home, that his title doesn't need to worry the lives of others). However, just recently, the General often strolls about at the market places and well known tourist sights of the Xianzhou Luofu, sometimes returning with an uncharacteristically large smile.
"...Is that a yes or a no, Qingzu?"
Qingzu ignores his further probing, "That reminds me (it really didn't, it's just a desperate attempt at deterring the general's awkward intentions), our friends from the Astral Express seems to be running a store- 'Express Eatery', was it?" She watches as the general's gaze light up, "promising foods from all around the universe, foreign to the native xianzhou's gaze. Cosmic Fried Rice is particularly famous for it's savoury mix of vegetables and-"
"- Where is it?" The general stands up abruptly, eyes shining more than ever.
"At the gate of the Central Starskiff Haven- you can't miss it," Qingzu answers with a steadfast response, just glad to have conducted Jing Yuan's attention away from her.
The general leaves almost immediately, taking his pouch of Strale with him. But it seems to Qingzu's celebration is short lived, because the general whom is about to leave turns to ask another difficult question, "Do I look satisfactory? How is my hair? It isn't too unruly, I hope?"
Qingzu clenches her fists behind her back, "Why don't you ask [name] that yourself once you reach the eatery?"
The ears of the general turns vibrant red again.
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sharkiethrts 10 months
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[饾懟饾拤饾拞 饾拡饾拞饾拸饾拞饾挀饾拏饾拲 饾拏饾挄饾挄饾拞饾拵饾拺饾挄饾挃 饾挄饾拹 饾挊饾拹饾拹!]
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饾柉饾柋饾柈饾柆饾柉饾柍: 饾柦饾棃 饾棃饾梾饾柦 饾柨饾柡饾棇饾梺饾梻饾棃饾棁饾柧饾柦 饾棎饾柡饾棐饾棇 饾棃饾柨 饾柤饾棃饾棊饾棆饾棈饾梻饾棁饾梹 饾棎饾棃饾棆饾梽 饾棃饾棁 饾梿饾棃饾柦饾柧饾棆饾棁 饾棄饾柧饾棃饾棄饾梾饾柧?
饾櫆/饾櫍 饾櫑饾櫄饾櫀饾櫃饾櫄饾櫑
: reader is a short life species, jing yuan is pining (ineffectively) at the reader, jing yuan is making old man moves
:427 words
It's not very often that the General would summon the Master Diviner herself to the seat of Divine Foresight. After all, her constant nagging is not something even a person who has lived millenniums can sit to and listen to.
"What is it that's so important that you called me over, General? Have you perhaps finally decided to make me your successor? It's about time, you know? I am perfectly fitted for the position of-"
Oh, that again. Jing Yuan makes a quick decision to cut her off before she decides to "remind" him of her very qualified resume through memorised paragraphs after paragraphs, "-I'd like you to make a divination for me, Fu Xuan. It's rather important and personal."
"Personal?" Fu Xuan pauses to think, before her face starts booming with much familiarised exasperation again, "Will you please stop wasting the Divination Commission's time again? Our time may seem like nothing to you, but we spend centuries to ensure the Luofu's safety and peace- just because you're bored from the Luofu's troubles, doesn't mean that you'd get to-"
"Please, Fu Xuan? This is rather important."
The General's unforeseen desperation completely catches Fu Xuan off guard.
"...What is it? Make it quick before I change my mind!" Fu xuan decides to make a cut for this time. Perhaps the General is stricken with a troublesome entity after sitting in the seat of Divine Foresight for far too long. Perhaps the General actually has a problem that may concern the comfort of the Luofu Xianzhou-
"It's regarding my lovelife. I'd like you to foresee it's fruits in the future," The general says with an infuriating smile.
Nevermind! Wait. Lovelife?
"Perhaps you'd like to retire and finally find a spouse?!" Fu Xuan's angry exterior has now been banished coincidentally by the chance she sees ahead of him (which is no chance at all- The general is awaiting her maturity, and unfortunately for Fu Xuan, she is showing none of it), "If that's the case-"
"-If this goes successful, I may just consider that very enticing option," But the general, like the lowlife he is, doesn't bother to correct her. Instead, taking advantage of Fuxuan's newly found interest to dig deeper into his current frustrations.
"Please do continue, general!"
Oh yeah, she's buying it.
"What do young people like these days? Perhaps my idea of chivalry is not theirs, but I find that my attempts of quality time doesn't seem to build any type of bond with them. It's quite a problem really," General sighs, his head leaning on his right fist- eyes shutting for awhile to recount his multiple (failed) attempts on flirtatious attempts towards you.
[General Jing Yuan: Pardon me, Lady [name], but I wonder whether you have the time to come to the Seat of Divine Foresight right now for a game of Xianzhou starchess?]
[[Name]: Idk if I can play that tho haha lol,,, what's with the "lady" anyway? u shld prolly do ur work general, unless you wanna get your ass kicked again by qingzu. say hi to her for me btw :p]
Not only he's having trouble trying to decipher your text messages, he's having problems trying to get you to at the very least, interested in him. I mean, why are you mentioning Qingzu so much in a conversation with him?
Even his offers to teach you received reluctant rejections. And Jing Yuan doesn't push because his late father taught him "the ways of a gentleman".
"What's your idea of a quality time anyway?" Fu Xuan butts into his thoughts, "Don't tell me it's playing starchess or reading up on the latest puzzles on Starchess in Xianzhou Magazine?"
Jing Yuan tries to reply, but his answers are stuck in a gaped mouth.
"ARE YOU SERIOUS?" Fu Xuan lets out an aggravated yell. It's not hard to see that she's absolutely confounded by the General's lack of awareness regarding the "simple acts of wooing"- but she supposes it makes sense, after all, he has been alive for quite awhile. He doesn't like to disclose his age- but she is sure that it has reached at least a millenial.
He clears his throat, "...I suppose young people wouldn't find it quite appealing now that you have phrased it that way."
Fu Xuan sighs again, deciding to cross her arms so she doesn't impulsively maul the general's face for his dense outlook on courting, "How old are they anyway? If they are young, I suppose that they are around the two centuries old age range?"
"...Give it just about a few decades."
Fu Xuan swears that her eyes almost popped out of their sockets, "Are you talking about [name]?!"
The general's booming laugh is heard across the room, but his red face exposes his nervousness, "Now, now- keep it down. We don't need the guards hearing this."
Fu Xuan attempts to keep her composure once again, deciding that its best not to put the Luofu General's name to shame by exposing his ridiculously failure of a love life to the whole of Xianzhou. But she just can't help but point out, "They probably think of you as an old man, you know? Especially with the starchess talk and all- it's impossible to perceive underlying romantic connotations from invitations to a game of starchess- especially for a youngling."
The general's face turns sour and Fu Xuan braces herself for another attack, "Then I suppose my talks regarding my old age isn't helping at all?"
Fu Xuan thanks the eons above that she had made a conscious decision to cross her arms.
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