#a;xinyuan

[whenlovetriestoleave]

hankiz omar by chen lingyu for harper's bazaar china oct '23 makeup by li xinyuan, hair by tao liu

[amaranthine-apollo]

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[thenxghtwemxt]

@dcccivcr @umitvar @classiqals | The Qing-Tolentino Apartments Shortly After The Pre-Tribunal (not a group thread!)

"I want answers." Angelo decrees, by way of greeting, pushing the double doors into his designated study open. He is fearless when it comes to a fight. It's the very thing he relishes - raised swords, burning tempers. Competition and physicality bring out the best in Angelo, and it is proven in China's contingent emerging unscathed. But that is only a part of the puzzle, and lest he begin suspecting the worse in his new wife, he needs to look elsewhere.

"How did that snake, Meryem, last so long in our court? Who vouched for her? Who failed to look into her?" Since the war, Angelo's paranoia has grown in ten-fold, yet she slips through the cracks. Was she Arshiya's plant? A spy of Ariyan's? A figment of Japan's strategy for vengeance? Turning to his trusted courtier, he glowers; "We cannot, will not, lost another goddamn fight."

[rubynoble]

° • — closed starter for xinyuan ( @dcccivcr ) ° • — a few days after the breakfast, outside

the little princess was determined she was going to find the rose bush she had read about. the one native to african countries and known to grow here in ethiopia. though, on her exploration of the grounds, she had found many other flowers who colors and blooms were just as enticing to sketch and press. she did her best to make notes about the colors, in case her pressings faded before she could get back to her paints.

as she got up from being crouched down, it was to her own shock and amazement, that she locked eyes with him — xinyuan, finally without . . the emperor. it must be his day off, kai-ming thought. he got one when he was her guard, so surely he still was permitted one now that he served angelo. kai-ming had only seen glances of xinyuan so far, almost always by her stepbrother's side. she had tried to get his attention, to even just be noticed by him but she had begun to get the sense that xinyuan was avoiding her in every way he could. at least, it felt that way.

" xinyuan! " kai-ming cried out, running up to him before he possibly had the chance to turn away. her chest heaved slightly from the sudden run, and she held close the leather journal that held her precious flowers. " i, um . . . " the princess did not have a plan on what she was going to say once she had him cornered. " it's good to see you, "

[naraozu]

Eloquent as one may be, words of comfort is not one's strong suit. You are doing all you can. One can see your strength of will, your fearlessness in the face of danger and so, whatever your dream may be... one believes that you shall achieve it. Of course, whenever the perils you face overwhelms you or you become weary, one is always here for you. After all... an elder, it is only right to look out for the young ones.

[dxy-drxxm]

SYNOPSIS: Just what was the Opera Singer built out of to be seen as a damn dumbbell?

CW/s: shitpost, Xinyuan's figure reminds me of fucking Sangria and I hate it here (/exag), akatsuhearts reference

NOTE: Part 2 of the gift I have for Esther (after glass heart), and its also a crack fic for the IDV AU. Also, curse AkatsuHearts giving me the thought of "my girl built like a dumbbell" LMAOOOO

"You know, miss Opera Singer, you look like you're built like a dumbbell."

Xianyun seem to pause and raise her head at the comment, looking extremely confused at the comment that she was told by the newcomer.

"... Pardon?"

"You know, since your outfit has you wearing these puffed up sleeves," she explained, grabbing them with a tilt of her head. "And the others say that it looks weird without you wearing those."

...

Xianyun seem to sigh. It seem as though the survivors she's dealt with saw what she wore as such an... Interesting item used for lifting weights.

"I see. Do you think the same way?"

"Huh?"

"I mean my figure. Do you think one is built like a dumbbell, as you say?" she asked again, raising an eyebrow. "That my waist is that thin, or my puffy sleeves remind you of such?"

... Is she joking?

"N- No," Esther replied, scratching the back of her neck. "I mean, it would be funny, but... I think it'd be too insulting for you. Especially since you don't enjoy being called that way."

Looking at Xinyuan, the Opera Singer seems amused, which caught her by surprise. What's even more was how she simply pat her head, just like how a mother would to a child.

If anything, it made her cheeks redden. She knew Xinyuan was definitely enjoying her time teasing her when she brought that question up.

"You're enjoying this too much!" she exclaimed, grabbing her hand to pull it a bit higher. Although, the hunter raised an eyebrow, even more amused than before.

"Enjoying what, pray tell? You brought that question up yourself."

"Well, yes, but I wasn't expecting you to laugh while I'm trying to answer that!"

Xinyuan chortled at the thought, proving Esther's point. It even made her more huffy as she looked away, ignoring the feeling of her free hand to cup her cheek.

"Hm... Jokes aside, however, I'm not offended if you see me that way. Although, if that were to be the case, you'll have to help me prove the others wrong for seeing me as a dumbbell."

... Oh, God, I hate it here.

"Ugh, fine, fine... You know me too well."

For the first time since she got here, she watched Xinyuan smile— the same smile she said she couldn't make due to the horrors she's seen before she came in.

"And you know me well enough, too, 宠儿."

@.dxy-drxxm | do not republish, repost, or copy my works anywhere | 2024

[lostinmac]

The Cloud in Her Room (2020)

Dir. Zheng Lu Xinyuan

[oddtragicterriblewoman]

[dcccivcr]

@espionisms

Angelo's betrothal is concerning, a potential shift in China's delicate balance of power. The alliance may be detrimental to Japan's favorable position in the current conflict, and secure Angelo's rule even in the eyes of his detractors. Neither of those prospects are particularly appealing, but there is only so much he can do in his current position besides being Emperor Kaito's ears... and now, Giuliana's as well.

"Your highness," he announces himself with a deep bow. Then he closes the door behind him, making sure their conversation will remain unheard. He was careful not to be seen on his way to the princess' chambers, too. "The preparations seem to be going well. But the air is thick with unspoken tension, as it is to be expected."

[flcralhaze]

closed starter ›› @dcccivcr when: after all the secrets are revealed.

night  fell  over  lal  qila  but  the emperor didn't rest. it'd been with great care that the meeting had been arranged. maintaining the spy's cover was more important than ever now that the cracks from within were showing. the more informed japan was of the internal strife he suspected was brewing following prince angelo's cruelty, the better. shadows wrapped around the pair, turning them into unseen ghosts.   ❝ the snakes are eating themselves. ❞   he still spoke lowly, smile hidden by the darkness.   ❝ what have the reactions been? ❞

[screamofdespair]

A White Butterfly on a Bus

Zheng Lu Xinyuan

2018

[whenlovetriestoleave]

lin xiangxiang & zhang yandong by wang yang for cosmopolitan china makeup by li xinyuan, hair by tao liu

[succiducus]

( @dcccivcr ) early morning; he walks the courtyard with another in tow - as the commander of the mughal empire, abdullah felt compelled to personally meet and welcome those who guarded the foreign royals in their court now that the memoriam was over. to their left, ironclad soldiers stood in opposition, running through chanted drills. red stone towers over them, looming, as if its eyes were in search for any hesitation from any soul beneath it. " - we work tirelessly to improve our armies, unfortunately, those who came before me allowed our soldiers to become weak under the guise of peace. i've heard many things about china's armies - does being a royal guard require service before approval?"

[thenxghtwemxt]

@dcccivcr | Xinyuan and Midori, At the Loading Docks

She can feel her skin burning with watchful eyes. Sailors, maids, and the handful of nobles who bore witness to the gargantuan fight outside of the main vessels. The streaks down her cheeks gone dry, eyes red but void of the tears that once fell. Midori inhales sharply, finding the will to turn back onto Japan's maiden voyage, when Xinyuan's familiar gaze catches hers. "What?" Midori bawks, not unkindly, at his perpetual gaze. "I haven't any secrets that half of the world doesn't already know." She defends out of instinct, the rigors of their cat-and-mouse not lost on her.

[rubynoble]

° • — CLOSED starter for xinyuan ( @dcccivcr ) ° • — day of the pre-tribunal, afterwards, outside

the last time kai-ming had felt this scared, was the day she was exiled from her home. before that, it was when france and thailand had crashed the first gathering; when she broke her arm in the fight that broke out. while she was timid and easily frightened, this sort of absolutely paralyzing, suffocating fear was not commonly felt by the little princess.

the princess paced, frantic — back and forth, back and forth — nearly creating a rut in the grass beneath her silk slippers. her arm cradled by her other hand, the arm that was once broken and had since healed, but there was almost a phantom ache; like the chaos had reminded her. she was scared of being hurt again, even with all the commotion gone. everyone had scattered. everything was quiet again. even with the silence, the peace she had felt the past several months; it was gone.

kai-ming slumped against one of the walls, oblivious to if she was in someone's way, and collapsed into a crying heap.

[purpleheroine]

New Naruto and Hinata Statue from XinYuan Studio