#Muse: Jing Yuan

[reallyrandomtj]

@draconiclotus

"What a fascinating thing to read."

[minban]

"you're a centuries old graveyard. but not only for those you mourn. it is also for those whom you have felled in battle. tell me, my adored Sun: is this why you have never been disgusted with me? is it because there is a terrible side to you as well the world ought to dread? I am not afraid. show me your horror!" ( you know what we talked about yesterday so aksjshdh )

@furiaei / a glimpse to the many years of war

memories of war haunt him, following him in each and every calculated step that he takes as he walks the path of a savior, a pillar of strength that must never falter. there was once a time where all he knew was red, of crimson painting every inch of his vision as he sinks his blade into the abominations of abundances' flesh over and over and over and over until the only feeling that courses through him is that of a blade piercing flesh. blood splattering across his feet and lifeless bodies hitting the ground had become his home, a field riddled with war that had lasted for centuries. centuries of watching his comrades take up arms and centuries of hearing piercing screams sharp as any blade and centuries of endless slaughter. once upon a time, he had craved the violence he bathed himself in, if only to numb his mind from the comrades that fell with the abominations, their bodies mixing on the floor in the sea of crimson.

jing yuan looks at his beloved with the softest of smiles. "my love, you have learned to read me so well, like a well worn book that is fraying at the seams. how could i ever hide who i am from you when i have come to you caked in filthy blood and you approach me by cradling my face so sweetly. you have come to me painted in crimson as well, and i have kissed the red from your lips as you smear blood along the path of my skin with your claws. you are right, i could never be disgusted by you, for i have seen sights that would have lesser men fainting by the mere sight. and i have indulged in those sights, taking up my sword and adding to the mess that covers the ground in blood and flesh."

he pulls her close, gently tugging her hand up so that he may leave a kiss to the palm of her hand. his beloved feels warm against his lips, and he burns to have more of her encapsulated within his arms. "the knowledge of my victories have been spread far and wide, and yet there are not many who will research the finer details of what that means. many know that i have been to war for centuries. they care that i have brought peace to my home, they care not for the horrors that i faced. they label me as a hero rather than a murderer who has slaughtered countless abominations." the dozing general, he has been called. a title that feels so odd in comparison to the many years he has wielded his blade on the front lines, to the many lives he has taken that were not simply abominations. "i fear that i am not the hero that my people think of me as. i fear that i may miss the feeling of slaughter beneath my hands. i fear that my fallen comrades may resent me for it."

[selfnss]

he hadn't expected visitors during his recuperation, much less the familiar silhouette of the very same man who managed to both save and doom the general in their stand off with the anti-matter legion. golden eyes are soft as jing yuan pushes himself into a more upright position - ignoring the ache that spreads throughout his frame and the bandages pulled taut 'round his chest making it hard to breathe. despite himself, it's a lopsided smile that meets dan heng from amongst the sheets and haphazardly fitted bed clothes.

"and to what do i owe this pleasure? have you come to check on an old man's recovery? i've been in worse battles, old friend, i am sure all will be well with enough rest. sleep does wonders for the body, you know." if he's talking too much, jing yuan doesn't notice it as a bandaged hand lifts to flick his hair out of his face in an absent movement. "but i doubt you've come here just to listen to my wittering on, hm?" // @timeveiled liked for a jing yuan

[smol-sirens-garden]

Jing Yuan Tag Dump

[reallyrandomtj]

@draconiclotus

[fairsweetlonging]

i just love disney princess shen qingqiu, like that man is just made to walk barefoot through the forest and sing with the birds while carrying a basket of flowers and foraged goods while deer and rabbits and squirrels follow him around and butterflies perch in his hair like little ornaments; he will sit down near the lotus pond to practice the guqin and the sunlight hits the water like a golden shower as forest critters gather around him to listen, and he has the most beautiful singing voice that pulls in anyone who hears it.

he is the epitome of a beautiful, kind and gentle scholar, though he remains woefully oblivious every time someone talks about qing jing peak's flowers or treasures

[yaekiss]

#Mailroom Open!　─ Hello Qi! I hope I am able to get this letter in before the cutoff 😖 May I send a love letter to yan!Jing Yuan, and have him address a Foxian!reader w gn nicknames?

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To my dearest Scoundrel,

You are quite the terrible influence my dear general, are you aware of this? How am I supposed to resolve this trade agreement with our fellow Xianzhou flagships in a timely manner, when you have more or less conditioned me to take naps during most hours of the day?

Truly despicable of you really. And on top of that, your "parting gifts" you left on me are still very tender; very distracting from my work. Efficiency and diligence, I fear will be strangers to me during this trip.

Regardless, I hope you are doing well and are not causing to much trouble for the commission during my absence. (Please try to not stress Fu Xian too much, I don't need further distractions from her blowing up my phone because of your shenanigans.) Maybe if you are on your best behavior, I might even give you a reward. Perhaps even something of your choosing if you are especially well behaved~.

Before I sign off and leave you to return to my work, I have sealed a gift for you. Consider it...my own unique "parting gift" to you until I return to you. Which I know in our vast lifespans will be over before you know it my beloved.

-Sincerely, your sleepy vixen

(Enclosed in a small red and gold box, is a simple blue collar with golden accents and filigree with a note that says "wear it until I come back ;)" )

꩜ Letter Content: Dom! GN! Reader x Yan! Sub! Jing Yuan, no gendered terms for reader, Jing Yuan calls you "my tranquility", unhealthy obsessive relationship from Jing Yuan, lightly implied drugging, mentions of reader topping and edging Jing Yuan, quick mention of biting and blood, lmk if I missed out anything ! ꩜ Delivery Notes: You have quite the roster of guards at the door of your hotel room huh? Looks like nothing's going to slip past them if they were chosen by Jing Yuan himself! ꩜ Wanna write a love letter yourself? Check out it out here!

As you return to your temporary quarters after sitting through a particularly arduous trade meeting, you’re alerted by your guards assigned to you (by none other than Jing Yuan) about a suspicious delivery left for you while you were away.

Inspecting the box, a laugh escapes you when you catch the ink paw prints of a lion stamped haphazardly on both sides of it. After explaining that this was a personal delivery from the Xianzhou Luofu’s Dozing General, it seemed to dissolve any remaining apprehension your guards had and they handed the box over to you. Thanking them for dutifully carrying out their work, you step into your room.

Your room is spacious, ridiculously so. Why would one person need such a massive room for themselves? It’s the kind that only a general could manage to procure. The open sliding window leads to a balcony that showcases the bustling lively environment of the streets below and a cool evening breeze fills the room. Settling down on the edge of the bed, you set the box in your lap.

Upon opening up your delivery, it seems that Jing Yuan had prepared a pair of gifts in return for you. The first of two is an intricate small glass spray bottle set within a satin-lined box. The small tag tied around it says, “Some of the fragrance that I often use. For you to spray on your pillows when you sleep. :3”

Spritzing a fine mist onto your wrist, the scent of your lover wafts from the area; not too strong such that it’s unpleasant for your keen sense of smell, nor too faint that it’s hard for you to pick up. The fragrance is soothing and familiar, a thoughtful gift that will no doubt improve the quality of your sleep, as evident from the yawn it draws out from you.

The second gift you retrieve from the box is a soft sleep mask in your favourite colour. Sliding it over your eyes, you find that the fabric is smooth against your skin and the mask manages to completely block out all light, fully blacking out everything. The elastic strap isn’t overly tight but secure enough that it ensures that the mask doesn’t slip off too easily. Perfect for tossing and turning. 

Finally, laid at the bottom of the box, is the reply from Jing Yuan, concealed in an elegant envelope. The quality is top-notch and flawless, and it’s sealed securely. Running your hand over the envelope, you feel the crest of the Cloud Knights embossed lightly on the surface. You break the seal and remove the letter contained within. 

His handwriting is steady and dignified, each and every brushstroke on the page graceful. At the end of his letter, is his own name seal, stamped in red ink. Jing Yuan’s reply reads:

“For my dreamlike haven,

My apologies, it seems that Mimi got its paws on the box while I was out of my office and left a couple of paw prints on the sides. Sigh, you should’ve seen how much ink I had to clean off the surfaces, truly troublesome. Perhaps it knew that the box was meant for you and wished to leave something for you as well, haha!

I have to admit, Mimi is not the only one missing you, my tranquility. I find myself looking over to my side to ask for your wise input on things, only to realise that you’re away. Fu Xuan laughs at me whenever I do this. :( 

It's just not the same to take afternoon naps without you by my side. Nothing is as comforting as your warmth in my arms, or for me to jokingly complain about the tips of your furry ears tickling my nose when we cuddle together. My slumbers are no longer restful when I can’t spend them with you, my tranquility.

The things I would do to have you next to me again. Are the marks and scratches I left on you still visible, my tranquility? Judging by how the ones you left on me are fading, I assume my parting gifts left on you are doing the same. Would you let me mark you up again, and won’t you extend the same generosity to me too? I yearn for your searing touch, my tranquility, for your fangs to pierce my skin and bring forth the vivid red beneath. Whenever I close my eyes, the only thing I can see is you, as if you linger in my every thought and dream.

Speaking of dreams, it seems that lately, my dreams have taken quite a raunchy turn. The starring role for all of them is obviously, you, my tranquility. You’d have me pliant and satisfying your every whim. In one, you had me bent over my office desk, fucking me hard as I rocked back against you. In another, you were edging me mercilessly, over and over again, until I could do nothing but beg helplessly for my release. That look you had in your eyes still sends a shiver down my spine. I’m hoping that soon, you can help turn these dreams of mine into reality.

Additionally, thank you for the collar, my tranquility. I’ve taken the liberty of adding a charming little bell at the front of it, I think you’d find it quite endearing. (And perhaps deserving of a reward? :3)

Do take care of yourself, or else I might just have to come and do it myself, haha. I’ll try to be on my best behaviour but no promises! I miss you dearly, my tranquility, come back to me soon.

Your rascal of a general,

- Jing Yuan -

P.S. Remember to use the fragrance on your pillows and the sleep mask!”

Rising from your seat on the bed, you pack everything back into the box before stepping into the shower to… cool off after reading Jing Yuan’s letter. In the bathroom, you find yourself relaxing as the water patters on your skin. Your ears flicker slightly whenever they pick up noise from beyond the locked door. A shout from the busy streets below, a soft sigh and the tinkle of a bell, the water splashing onto the floor around you.

Whilst clothing yourself, you lift your wrist to your nose and sigh when the scent of Jing Yuan has expectedly, (begrudgingly), been washed off. However, when you return to your bed, the scent of him still lingers, one that wasn’t here before. 

Your heightened foxian senses can just about make out where it’s concentrated the most, and it points towards your pillow. It’s saturated with the smell of him, to a disconcerting degree. Lifting it up, you’re greeted with the sight of the usual red ribbon he has tied around his hair.

The world falls silent around you.

He was in your room.

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[cruel-hiraeth]

lion hybrid jing yuan who refuses to go to sleep unless you allow him to groom you…

[reallyrandomtj]

"Understood." Jing Yuan admitted in regards to the anxiety situation, he was amused and let out a chuckle in response to his partners words about the General being a tease. "Now who is truly at fault for that? Me, not even trying to tease you ~ Or my very pretty dragon partner with cheeks puffed in a cute pout and is currently fiercely crossing their arms calling me the tease?" he added with a head tilt.

"Would you prefer it if I did start to actively tease you, Eros?" the General asked, using a finger to carefully lift the others chin so they were staring eye to eye, simply admiring his partners face before smiling "I can't guarantee that I will be able to stop once I start so kindly pick your next words carefully ~" Jing Yuan did not elaborate; if he meant being unable to stop teasing or something else.

"That ain't what I meant either-." Now he's whining, ears swiveling downward. "I meant- m'anxiety has t' do with crowds- not jus' sayin' out loud how I feel about ya." His cheeks puff out in that familiar pout and he crosses his arms over his chest. "Y'er such a tease, Jing Yuan..."

[reallyrandomtj]

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Please note: responses will not be turned into threads but Jing Yuan will simply continue with follow up asks!

[minban]

"have you been enjoying the war dance? many of this years' competitors are promising warriors in their own right." jing yuan smiles politely at @lunaetis as he places a white stone onto the weiqi board and captures a single black stone.

[selfnss]

you still need time to heal. // dan heng @ jing yuan :)

the smile that works across tired features would convince even the most stern healer or most concerned co worker, jing yuan is confident of that much - centuries of practice and rehearsing his polite misdirection and misleading smiles would attest to that much, anyway. still, the soft bandages pulled taut 'round his middle make the feat of sitting upright far more difficult than the general had expected. smile soon falling away to a grimace, jing yuan locks the other with golden gaze that gives away naught but a carefully crafted and maintained distance.

"nonsense. the finest healers on the luofu have tended to my wounds!" propping himself up against the table between them, jing yuan's voice drops an octave or two as his head tilts towards his companion. "or are you perhaps suggesting their years of mastery at their craft have taught them nothing?"

the lower tone lasts no more than a moment before the general leans back and allows a huff of a laugh to pass his lips. "while i appreciate your concern... i am quite capable of minding my own recovery, dan heng. perhaps it is you who should be sparing a thought for yourself, hm?"

[berryblooo]

We’re about to get the 1.2 update and finally learn some more about the tumultuous past between Dan Heng, Blade, Jing Yuan, and Jingliu but god if I’m not more than a little happy for the first three that they’ve found a new community and family after their previous one was lost.

Dan Heng has the Express crew.

My hope for him in the story is that he has a moment where he realizes how much they’ve come to mean to him. He’s been so focused on running from his past that maybe he forgets to cherish the present.

Jing Yuan is the general for the Luofu. The whole ship looks to him for leadership.

He’s no longer that little boy looking to his master for guidance. He has Yanqing, Fu Xuan, Yukong, Tingyun—the whole Luofu.

Blade has the Stellaron Hunters.

It can be seen as purely transactional. Blade is a useful weapon and they’ll give him what he desires: death. But the little details the story sprinkles in—Kafka calling him Bladie, him accompanying Silver Wolf to arcades—shows that there’s fondness too.

I highlighted these three specifically because I don’t know if or think that Jingliu has found something else since the quintet.

Her appearance in Yanqing’s quest leads me to believe otherwise. She and Blade are very similar—struck with Mara and having certain ways to control it, yet all the more disconnected from reality and dangerous for it.

But the crucial difference is Blade has people he can rely on. It’s clear the Stellaron Hunters take care of each other in their own unorthodox way, even if it’s just following Elio’s script.

Jingliu doesn’t.

TL;DR found family matters. Those four were once family and their most important connections, then it fell apart.

Three of them have managed to find other people in their grief and it makes all the difference.

[lightning-etc-lord]

Mr. Jing in the night.

When he walks up to the stage, a sudden expectant silence follows. Jing Yuan is dressed pretty well— with a black sleeveless turtleneck that displays his biceps and forearms, cropped just under his chest to allow a good view of his abdominal muscles. He wears pants, too. Red ones that hug his thighs perfectly, the leather of it displaying the curves at each flex of muscle. And he knows he’s going to give a show, knows he’ll be the center of these people’s eyes. It only makes him more mischievous.

The pole is a friend, one that he knows well. Jing Yuan greets the pole first by spinning around it, then turns towards his audience with a sheepish grin— and grips the bar with both hands before launching his body up, hooking a leg around the pole as his muscles flex to hold his weight. He’s upside down, giving a spin, until his hands leave the pole as well and all holding him two meters above the ground are the muscles of his thighs. The clothes, although covering well, can’t hide how strong his legs are. Jing Yuan rolls his hips to the rhythm of the music, then trade his position to stand upright, both feet on the ground once more. As the music becomes more energetic, he climbs the pole again, this time holding himself with both arms and letting his legs dangle a little. Every movement is slow, even though the music is beginning to go too fast. Until he hooks another leg around the pole, bending his waist backwards to the middle, following the rhythm of the music with his arms and neck instead.

After a show of pure strength, the man hoops off the center of the platform to mingle with the customers. He dances while walking, coming up to y/m/n with a grin that is both devious and innocent at the same time. Naughty. Yuan climbs on y/m/n’s lap, bringing one hand to their neck while the other traces their lips. He tightens his grip on their neck slightly, and licks his own lips, clearly full of ill thoughts. All the while, his hips keep rolling to the rhythm of the music, never actually leaning all of his weight over the customer. He links their hands eventually, allowing touch. Once both hands are on his abdomen, Yuan raises his arms to motion accordingly to the music once more, flexing his muscles to let the customer feel just how hard he works out.

Once the exploration is over, he winks to y/m/n, smirk on his pretty lips. And then he’s gone, sliding his body one last time against his customer’s before he’s climbing back to the pole. Yuan holds it with both hands above his head, skin glistening with sweat and glitter as he keeps dancing, turning and tossing his own body to give all kinds of views. By the end of it he’s breathless, cheeks pinkish, but his mischievous smile doesn’t die. He knows very well what he’s looking like and isn’t apologetic at all. "Interested in a VIP session? Just ask for it at the entrance."

[pinkrose05]

Shoutout to Jing Yuan for appearing every single patch for six (6) patches in a row now.

[reallyrandomtj]

Jing Yuan was carefully observing Dan Heng's reaction; thankfully it didn't involve a sudden burst of choking upon his own food or drink but the General did notice the flustered face. A soft chuckle escaped his lips after Dan Heng had finished speaking, it wasn't a flat out rejection but it wasn't an immediate acceptance.

"I will admit that my role as General did get in the way of asking the question sooner, it may have been a blessing in disguise as it has likely given us more time to properly sort out our feelings?" he at least saw it that way, giving Jing Yuan more time to prove that he saw Dan Heng as just that 'Dan Heng' and not 'Dan Feng'.

"Regardless, I'm very open to work with you should your answer to my question be a confident but honest 'yes'... I also do not expect you to 'be by my side every day' as I want you to have the freedom to choose. I will not hold it against you, should you wish to remain a Nameless and travel the cosmos." the General calmly explained, he also didn't wish to pressure Dan Heng into a relationship.

"We still have options of communication should that be the path you take, it simply means I will cherish the time we do have together even more not that I don't already do that of course ~" Jing Yuan smiled and tilted his head, unafraid to admit that he enjoyed the others company, all he needed was a yes or no answer and they could move on - either as single men or together as a couple.

@reallyrandomtj asked: "Apologies for the suddenness of this question ~ would you ever consider being in a relationship with me, Dan Heng? By that I mean we go from friends to life partners..." || Jing Yuan: treats Dan Heng to a nice dinner as friends. Also Jing Yuan: tries to 'gently' ask Dan Heng out as he does not date short term. X)

unprompted asks | always accepting

Dan Heng was lucky he wasn't eating anything or drinking anything at that particular second. Because he was certain he'd choke on his food or drink once the question was out in the air. His face flushed prettily. He hadn't been expecting the General to ask him out.

He'd thought about it often, but with their busy schedules as one of the Nameless and the Arbiter-General of the Luofu respectfully he didn't know when they'd have the time to see one another. So he'd put it out of his mind for now.

❝ I've thought about it, Jing Yuan, ❞ he told him honestly.

He had of course. Jing Yuan was a very handsome man, as well as a kind man, a sweet man. As well as an animal lover and basically an animal magnet. He always had birds with him or the ocassional cat.

❝ I just never thought that you would want that too. ❞