#heaven official's blessing fanfiction

[tummymoth]

Moth's Masterlist  ﾟ𐦍༘⋆

Welcome welcome welcome! Below you'll find links to all the fics I have so far. The link in the titles will redirect you to Ao3, while the numbers are for navigating them here on tumblr by chapter. Enjoy!

Key

☾ - angst ♡ - fluff ♤ - 18+/suggestive ✩ - crack

Genshin Impact

Memoriam Amantis // Post-Archon War!Zhongli // ☾ ♡ // 0 1

[meh⋅mo⋅ree⋅ahm ah⋅mahn⋅tees] transl. Latin (n.) Loving memory After the war that ravaged all of Teyvat, the work is far from over. Rex Lapis has a nation to build from the wreckage and a people to defend from bitter gods and monsters. There is precious little time to dwell on the memory of lost allies, friends, or even lovers. But memory is a funny and fickle thing. It has a way of ingraining itself into our actions and giving birth to new light.

Heaven Official's Blessing

Of (Tattoo) Guns and Roses // Tattoo Artist!Hua Cheng x Florist!Xie Lian // ♡ // 1 2 3 4 5 6

The modest life of a florist never stopped Xie Lian from taking in stray animals he came across in the street, much to the dismay of his roommate Mu Qing and the amusement of their friend Feng Xin. A habit like this is bound to result in chance encounters, whether it be a white cat, an excitable pit bull by the name of Eming, or a man dressed impeccably in red.

[tumbly-s]

Okay so i said i haven’t drawn hualian yet for the end of season 2, and thought “what stops me from drawing them right now?”

Well, uhm, nothing. So here we go, lovey-dovey hualian for our souls that i drew in just under 4 hours <3

[oocontextfanfiction]

“Ever After” - on ao3

[happypeachsludgeflower]

The fengqing fanfic idea I criminally withheld from the world for nearly a year because I just.. forgot:

So, Mu Qing gets in a car accident and is severely injured. He’s either unconscious or very groggy and out of it as he’s being loaded up on a stretcher into an ambulance. The paramedic loading him notices that Mu Qing was writing a text to someone and his phone is still open to the unsent text. All that’s there is a cut off, “I lo—“ and the very kind paramedic, who thinks they’re being helpful to a stranger who might die and never get another chance to say goodbye to a loved one, promptly finishes the sentence for him and presses send.

Feng Xin, who was NOT expecting his rival crush to profess his love to him today in the middle of an argument would respectfully like to know what the fuck is wrong with Mu Qing for confessing his love and then immediately ghosting.

Needless to say, when Mu Qing is conscious enough in the hospital to look at his phone and see that 99+ notifications from Feng Xin alone and realize what happened to his, “I loathe you,” text, he instantly wishes he could die of mortification.

[3kidsinacoat]

ngl I need a mxtx crossover fanfic where the mcs are talking about their husbands and wwx and xl are both like omg he's the best and the coolest and the strongest and sqq is just like: he's kind of a Crybaby. Like, he's got the personality of a kicked puppy with attachment issues.

So when the LIs show up wwx and xl are extremely surprised to see this terrifying demon Lord that even hua cheng is kind of intimidated by

[ifyoucandaniel]

No Paths are Bound vol.1 by @cataclysmicevie 🔥🖤

this has been in the works since last november.

i discovered a friend i’d met through bookbinding also loved mxtx and when we agreed to do an exchange i knew exactly what i was making. could i have made this less than 6 books? absolutely. so many mistakes were made with these books but all in all i’m very happy with how they came out and i’m so happy she finally has them!

the art on the dust jackets is by @/ RACCUN7 on twitter and the end page art is by @huaepiphany !! both artists were so kind to let me use their art for this project and it would not be complete without it!! 🖤

if you’ve never read this fic but you love tgcf then i cannot recommend this enough. this fic is one of my top 5 all time favorite things i’ve ever read and to this day i think about the character development and story probably more than the original story and if ever there was an oc i loved it would be ren song. i think everyone should read this and love it as much as me and i cannot wait to make my own copy sometime :) i’ll probably post some more closeups of the other books soon, but i just thought i’d share these!

[flowersdiceandlove]

I've been seeing a lot of fengqing and their twins fu yao and nan feng recently and it led me to think up an au.

So, Nan Feng and Fu Yao are not fengqing in disguise, but are actually fengqing's kids and they just act exactly like their parents, and they fight and annoy each other constantly like that because they're siblings. Fengqing wanted to go down in disguise to help Xie Lian, but couldn't get away from their godly duties, so sent their kids down instead as the next best thing. Of course they told their kids to not tell Xie Lian they sent them, so they don't.

As to why they use the insults they do, they hear the insults their parents use on each other (bc even if they're in love they're still gonna argue and insult and fight. it's their love langue) and repeat it. So, during the Mount Yujun mission, when they're arguing, they're basically using "yo mama" insults, but they're insulting their own parents instead of just the other's. Like in the case of an identical twin calling the other ugly. But, instead of "yo mama" it's "your general."

Fu Yao and Nan Feng chose which of their parents they wanted to be a junior official of when they got older, so that's why they're from different palaces. Or, they could switch periodically, and that's just which palace they were with at the time. It would actually probably be funnier if they switched which palace they severed periodically, and so one month they would be insulting mu qing and defending feng xin and the next month insulting feng xin and defending mu qing.

i don't know. this idea literally just came to me so it's not super thought out, but i wanted to share.

part 2

[ladyhavilliard]

Gallery of Memories

It's finally time to post my piece for the @tgcf-reverse-big-bang this year!!!! This time, I had the pleasure to collab with the @/give2figs (check them out on twitter and ao3!!!). And finally I get to share their awesome fic (that my art inspired aaa!!!!)

[heartinhyacinth]

Excerpt of a fic I’d really like to write, “Still in This World”, about Hua Cheng’s mother and her journey in seeking out Hua Cheng and reuniting with her son after 800 years.

// She hands the feeble excuse of a ‘gift’ to the unimpressed ghost in front of her. Two cautious hands hold each end at once—one belonging to her and the other to the crimson supreme.

The cube erupts in an explosion of white light and the air in the room is replaced entirely by its ancient outcry—its declarative discovery.

A blood relation is present.

Ruoye is immediately released and bounds her from shoulders to ankles as butterflies hover threateningly in the air above her. She slumps to the ground, knees hitting the floor with an echoing clack, but pays her new situation no mind, like she hasn’t realizes anything hostile has occurred at all.

Her eyes are wide with emotion, staring only at Hua cheng. Her child. Her child, her child, her child. This man is her child. And oh, she can see it clear as day. She wonders why she ever thought she’d have to bother with that damned cube. No device is stronger than this feeling. No rusty old box could know this fact better than she does as she stares into that single obsidian eye. This is her child.

“…Hong-er.” //

I’m not sure when or if it’ll happen though. I have horrible commitment issues when it comes to writing and I haven’t really written much as of the past few years aside from essays, metas, and persuasive stuff now and then. I used to adore writing stories (or rather, starting stories—again, issues with commitment), but since I began digital art it’s basically just been abandoned entirely.

I’ve always had a huge problem with starting things and then never touching them again once I set my gaze upon a new shiny thing after hitting a slight roadblock with the first thing *laughs awkwardly in unmedicated adhd*.

But I have a lot of ideas for this and it’s definitely something I really want to try hard on. So…..let’s see.

[moonsvillain]

have been toying with the idea of an au wherein shen jiu, after burning down the qiu household and running away, comes across xie lian rather than wu yanzi poaching him immediately afterwards:

i'd imagine in this verse he runs away to town rather than immediately being found in the aftermath of what he's done. at this point, shen jiu would be too paranoid to consider reaching out for directions to cang qiong mountain even if he wanted to make it there: what if they knew what he did? or figured it out if he did know? (if he even had the mind to think of these things through his panic)

he doesn't want to end up begging on the streets again, though—too alike his childhood and last time he was in that position, shen jiu ended up with the qius in the first place

so he takes refuge in temples that he comes across, stealing food when he can before moving to a different part of the rather large town he's ended up in so there's no clear pattern of when he shows up at whichever food stall

despite not holding that same respect and unwavering belief in gods (how could he, after everything he's gone through? shouldn't they have stepped in, sometime? what god would let him suffer as he did, separating him from the only person he loved?) he knows better than to try them, and begrudgingly thanks them for the shelter (because this he did appreciate, at the very least, if nothing else)

winter hits hard when it does, and shen jiu, after spending so many years in the qiu household, forgot how the cold seeps into your skin and bones without solid walls to keep out the frigid breeze.

he quickly falls ill with nothing to protect him from the elements but his threadbare clothing, and when he grows ill, he becomes slow. shen jiu nearly gets caught stealing, running away before he can be dragged to a town guard for his offence, but earning himself a nasty wound to his leg as he retreated

sickness + the cold + the wound leave him weak and wanting: missing qi-ge, reminiscing on nights where they'd curl up together for warmth, still cold but not alone, the two of them steady against the storm that raged on ahead of them

fever-ridden and teetering close to death, shen jiu wanders into a temple late at night and sinks to his knees, falling to his side, heart-rate slowing. in his delirium, he misses the figure taking shelter from the storm in the corner, watching him

shen jiu wakes up (he doesn't expect to), warm while he hears the wind whistle. he's still in that temple from earlier, but it's considerably... cozier. a small fire warms the inside and his clothes aren't as damp against his cold skin. his fever's broken, too—he doesn't know how long it's been, but he's glad he didn't die: never realized that he wanted to live until he was close to forfeiting his right to

here is where he meets his accidental saviour: xie lian stood over a slowly bubbling pot of stew that smells heavenly to shen jiu—he'd eat just about anything at this point, starved

his immediate distrust of xie lian stops him from being truly excited about his appearance

their relationship is veryyy shaky at the very beginning: shen jiu refuses to trust him and xie lian refuses to abandon this strange child he found on the verge of death

(there's a strange sort of bond built up when you nurse someone back to life, dragging them away from the brink of death and xie lian isn't interested, but he's curious about this kid who stumbled into his temple at the dead of night on a midnight in winter)

shen jiu's torn between distrust and this desire for company he didn't know he possessed; after being alone with no one but the qiu household [before he went on his massacre] he didn't realized how much he wanted to share space with someone who wasn't actively hurting him until he was afforded the opportunity to experience non-violent company with xie lian

his distrust slowly declines when he finds out that xie lian is a cultivator. despite being arguably too old to learn cultivation to the fullest extent he could have if he started a few years earlier, he still desperately wants to learn

xie lian, perceptive as ever, slowly starts teaching him bits and pieces of the basics, teaches him to meditate, takes care to keep his distance when it looks like shen jiu's getting overwhelmed

shen jiu can't help but get attached. he hates it

shen jiu decides to test xie lian before resigning himself to this

he was snappy, impatient, and argued with xie lian, when he came over, one day, waiting for some form of punishment to come, bristling like a spooked cat.

nothing came of his experiment but a slight frown from xie lian, which made shen jiu feel almost bad—xie lian almost reminded him of qi-ge, which made him feel doubly bad because he desperately wants to find him

shen jiu came to xie lian the next day with a pastry [that he stole] as an apology. and a request:

"teach me how to cultivate so i can be a disciple at the cang qiong sect"

xie lian agrees easily enough: he's been around shen jiu to see that despite the late start, he has potential to be great [especially untouched by wu yanzi and his twisted form of cultivation]

shen jiu throws himself into his studies, working himself to the bone

xie lian is concerned by this and after trying to soften the load of his work doesn't make shen jiu slow down, he becomes stern: warns him against trying to chase too much frivolously

this leads to a breakdown of sorts—where shen jiu gets angry, dismissive, before becoming upset. the average emotional depth of a teenager but, like, 4 times worse because of the circumstances

xie lian coaxes the story out of shen jiu here; qi-ge [the first time he's mentioned aloud by name], the qiu household [only the barest of details. shen jiu refuses to dwell], and the night shen jiu made qi-ge leave, as well as qi-ge's promise to come back

shen jiu finishes by telling xie lian he needs to make it back to qi-ge, needs to see if he's still alive, he's been selfish for sticking around as long

shen jiu tells xie lian that he needs to figure out as much as he can, as fast as he can, so he can leave and make his way to cang qiong mountain with some sort of base knowledge to make it in. and that he's not sorry for pushing himself because he doesn't have time

xie lian is quiet for a while

puts a comforting hand on shen jiu's shoulder and tells him he understands; he knows someone who would do anything to make it back to the one they loved, understands the pain that comes when time and distance separates the two

however, xie lian tells him, he can't let shen jiu push himself. he'll only stunt his progress by hurting himself rather than speed things up

shen jiu is ready to argue again before xie lian offers to make the trip with him

shen jiu doesn't believe it at first—who would bother with helping him for this long if they weren't getting anything out of it? he already found this hard to believe, let alone the fact that xie lian would drop everything to travel with him for weeks on end

xie lian doesn't shake in his resolve, though. shen jiu figures out he's being serious and wants to argue, but he's just—relieved

so many people have stood as roadblocks on his path back to qi-ge; xie lian might be the first person actively trying to help them

it almost reignites hope in him; someone other than him believes in them. someone other than shen jiu thinks they'll make it back to each other and succeed in reuniting. xie lian's faith in him is like a gust of wind beneath his wings

he agrees to their road trip

[xie lian makes sure to tell his beloved he'll be away for a while]

[shen jiu doesn't notice that xie lian buys steamed buns off the same stranger in nearly every town they stop by for a night of rest in the following few weeks]

[xie lian notices, years later, when shen qingqiu doesn't recognize him upon their first meeting in decades. shen yuan doesn't know xie lian, but xie lian knows this isn't shen jiu, anymore]

[int3rst3ll3r]

"𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚗,"

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀- Spanking, Pet names: ‘Good girl’ ‘Bad girl’

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴- Possessive Hua Cheng & Possessive Xie Lian

————————————————————————

𝗕𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 the wife of the ghost king and a god was quite nice. You lived a life of luxury, always being spoiled with the nicest gifts and wonderful affection from both your husbands. There was never been a day when you had to worry of not being taken care of.

Both Xie Lian and Hua Cheng were extraordinary husbands. They loved and cherished you as if you were the most rarest thing on earth. They gave you all the love you thought you never deserved. They seem like perfect husbands, which they are, don’t get me wrong, but every good thing comes with a bad thing. What may that bad thing be? Well, they were extremely possessive.

This may be a shock to some people, especially with Xie Lian, not so much with Hua Cheng. I’ll let you in on a little secret, Xie Lian was the most possessive of the pair. He might not show it, but he definitely feels it. It even concerned Hua Cheng how possessive Xie Lian got with you, like Hua Cheng isn’t almost as possessive as Xie Lian is. Your husbands’ possessiveness does sometimes get the better of them, which leads to the scenario you’re facing at the moment.

Before I get into the current situation, let me inform you on the earlier events which lead to this one. It was a normal day, everything was smooth sailing. Ghost City was thriving, as it usually was. The streets were crowded with ghost, leaving almost no space for anyone to walk. The street vendors voices could be heard trying to draw the ghosts attention.

You were pushing passed ghost, trying to get out of the streets. You were holding a big basket of fruit that you manage to get a discount on. Of course, you weren’t paying attention to your surroundings and accidentally bumped into a ghost. You dropped the big basket of fruit, making it land onto the group. You looked up at the ghost, who was fairly good looking.

“Sorry,”

You spoke, your eyes never leaving the ghost’s jade ones. The ghost smiled slightly, replying to your apology.

“Oh no, miss, don’t be. Here let me help you,”

The ghost knelt down and started putting the fruit back into the basket. You also knelt down as well, hastily picking up the dropped fruit. Soon, all the fruit was picked up and you had a full fruit basket in your arms once again.

“thank you very much,” You smiled at the ghost.

“It’s not a problem, miss. I must say, you look extremely beautiful,”

The ghost flirted with you. You noticed his tactics in flirting with you easily. It was obvious, to you at least. You knew you should’ve said something about you being married, but you didn’t want to come off as rude. You smiled slightly and thanked him.

“Here, let me help you,”

The ghost offered, his hands going up to grab the basket. Before you could react, his hand grazed yours and held onto it. You gulped, hoping Hua Cheng didn’t send someone to keep an eye on you. You looked up at the ghost, a sweet smile still planted on your face. You could see a hint of lust in his eyes. The ghost smiled at you, dimples planted on either side of his cheek.

“What’s going on here?”

You froze upon hearing that voice. ‘Oh no’ you thought, ‘I’m fucked’. You could see the Ghost go pale, his hands moving away from yours. You already knew who was standing behind you, a not so happy Hua Cheng. You slowly turn around, meeting the eyes of your husband.

“Darling, who’s this?”

Hua cheng asked, his voice dark and possessive. You gulped, not knowing how to reply. The ghost behind you was in terror. A crowd gathered around the three of you, wanted to know what was happening.

“M-miss, i-is this your h-husband?”

The ghost shook and trembled, regretting he ever spoke to the wife of the ghost king. You didnt respond, only nodding, knowing any word you say will be used against you. Hua Cheng was staring daggers into the poor ghost’s eyes. You clutched onto the fruit basket, waiting for any words to be said.

“Scram,”

Hua Cheng commanded the ghost, not wanting to deal with him. The ghost was quick to run away, leaving you with your very angry husband. You knew Hua Cheng knew the ghost was flirting with you moments before, and you knew he was mad at you for not stopping the flirting.

Hua Cheng grabbed your wrist and dragged you along the streets of Ghost City.

“H-hua Cheng, please don’t tell Xie Lian about this,”

You pleaded with Hua Cheng knowing how Xie Lian will react to the whole situation. Hua Cheng’s grip on your wrist becane tighter, as if a warning for you to not say anything more. The walk back to Paradise manner was dreadful. All you could think of was how Xie Lian was going to react and the consequences to come.

Now, let’s get into your current predicament. You were in the privacy of you and your husbands’ shared bedroom. You were perched over Hua Cheng’s lap, you clothes disregarded on the floor of the bedroom. All that could be heard was the sound of Hua Cheng’s hand landing on your ass and your mewls.

“15!”

You cried, your hands tightly grabbing the robes of Xie Lian who sat beside Hua Cheng and you. His hand was stroking your hair.

“You knew the rules, and yet you still decided to let that ghost flirt with you,”

Xie Lian spoke to you in a disappointed manner. You whined as Hua Cheng’s hand hit you ass for the seventeenth time. You looked at Xie Lian with glossy eyes.

“17! ‘M so sorry!”

you tried to apologize, hoping both your husbands would let you off easy. Hua Cheng only chuckled and continued to spank you. As he continued to spank you, you continued to count, all the way until you got to thirty. During this time, Xie Lian made sure you knew what you had did wrong.

By now, your face was tear streaked. Hua Cheng sat you up on his lap, making you face him. His hand gripped you chin tightly, making you face him.

“Now, what do you say to Gege and me?”

“Sorry for being a bad girl,”

You whimpered, looking into Hua Cheng eyes. Xie Lian looked at you and added.

“And?”

“Thank you for taking the time to put me in my place,”

You feel the tension in the room ease. Hua Cheng smiled and kissed your forehead.

“You’re very welcome, Darling,”

[optionalwarninglabels]

TGCF Fanbind: 'Til Our Compass Stands Still

I knew by the end of chapter 1 that this was going to be a binding project. To any TGCF fans - this is 100% a must read! @edenwolfie created a fantastic story with amazing characters. They're writing kept me thinking "one more chapter won't hurt' long into the night. For such a compelling story, I knew I was going to have to pull out all stops to manifest what I had envisioned for a physical bind.

I was so happy to see how much fanart has been done for this story! I knew I wanted to incorporate all of it, so time and care were put into matching art with scenes - everything is credited to their artists in the "publication" page (not shown because it's just a bunch of very tiny font with tags and the summary). For the chapter headings I chose to not have a word heading and instead just use an image of Ghost City (concept art from Bilibi). The typesetting was designed to look similar to the Seven Seas publications of TGCF.

Another thing I emulated from the TGCF publications was the glossary. I am so pleased with how this turned out! Edenwolfie made a fantastic character sheet to help people keep track of who's who and I wanted to make sure that effort was shown in the book. I added a few entries such as Hua Cheng and Xie Lian's - the additions are taken partly (or entirely) from the Seven Seas publications.

Edenwolfie's extra story A Paper Shield and a Wooden Sword and Communication Array is Down for Maintence, Try Again Later by Naamah_Beherit are also included in this work.

Thank you to Edenwolfie for creating such a rich story! This will be treasured on my shelf!

[dreamingthroughwords]

Sing Me to Sleep - Hua Cheng/Xie Lian

Not knowing what else to say as Hua Cheng lays him down on their bed, he instead asks a rather obvious question. “How could you tell I wasn’t sleeping, San Lang?” Hua Cheng busies himself by pulling the blankets around Xie Lian, tucking him in and then moving onto fluffing his pillow. “Gege, I know you. Of course I would be able to tell.” Well, that’s the answer he expected. Before he can respond, Hua Cheng walks around to the other side and slides into bed next to him. He pulls Xie Lian towards him and rests his head upon his own chest, and Xie Lian cannot help but smile at the easy routine they’ve developed. Xie Lian makes himself comfortable as Hua Cheng brushes his hair gently with one hand, and winds their fingers together with the other. “You also are never so still in your sleep,” Hua Cheng tells him, chuckling. “You’re always grabbing onto my arm, or leg, or waist, sometimes even my face, Gege. It was obvious the second you didn’t try at all." Or, Xie Lian has not slept in three days. He and Hua Cheng find a solution.

Tags: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Post-Canon, Cuddling & Snuggling, Lullabies, Tenderness

[happypeachsludgeflower]

Feng Xin, jumping to a bunch of wrong conclusions: I need to calm down and stop making assumptions. I'm sure that's not what happened.

Also, Feng Xin: *jumps to five more wrong conclusions*

[red-pearl-white-flower]

Art from my Hualian canon divergence fic! In which Xie Lian becomes He Xuan’s friend when he’s still human, and it changes everything! Check it out on ao3: For you I’ll become invincible

[phantomstatistician]

Fandom: Heaven Official's Blessing

Sample Size: 3,173 stories

Source: AO3