#Yuexian

[r1-jw-lover]

Happy PRIDE month to PDL's butch protagonists and their femme wives

[Start ID: From left to right, official art of Qi Yan/Qiyan Agula, Nangong Jingnu, Lin Wanyue and Li Xian from baihe novels "泾渭情殇/Clear and Muddy Loss of Love" and "女将军和长公主/Female General and Eldest Princess" by author 请君莫笑/Please Don't Laugh. Art credit to @/meltesh28 and @/piojooojo. End ID.]

[piojooojo]

[ladylucitor]

Yuexian art from 2021

(someone corrected me 3 years ago that I wrote one of the characters wrong... Very sorry!!)

[mengyueart]

Yuexian~

Pretty wives

[marxism-leninism-meowism]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers.

doing this bc @antimony-medusa did it and i wasn't tagged so i didn't wanna impose but i wanted to do it SO.

your fingers might be green, 2718 words—a short sci-fi(ish) domestic dream smp emduo fic set on a rural alien planet. technoblade is autistic + has ptsd, wilbur is autistic + deaf + a little kid that they're raising, and it leans a bit toward romantic but can absolutely be read as queerplatonic.

heavy stones fear no weather, 1032 words—a very short genshin impact fic about xiao and zhongli after the events of the 2.7 archon quest (interlude act II). non-sexual bondage, but contains nudity and does imply some sort of complicated zhongxiao relationship. (not for the dadson dynamic enjoyers—you guys can do what you want but you're no more canon than zhongxiao is so let me live)

if i unfold like a flower, 6903 words—a female general eldest princess/tgcf crossover. only one tgcf character actually makes an appearance if i remember correctly (yushi huang) but lin wanyue and li xian both ascend as heavenly officials and fall in love after their ascension. this is probably my absolute favorite of all the fics i've written.

black porcelain, 5315 words—another fgep fic, set in SPACE! lin wanyue is an assassin hired to kill li xian's brother, featuring background polycule of lin feixing/lin yu/yu wan. i really love this one but the ending is a bit ambiguous because i'd initially been planning to write a continuation of it.

all these colors fade for you, 3176 words—wow, another fgep fic? who could've expected this. (all of my favorite fics are my most underappreciated ones. sigh). li xian is a gang boss and lin wanyue is her wife and right-hand woman. this is really just slice of life but they're gang members, tbh, full of lots of gay fluff. it's an old fic of mine so i think my writing in general has improved since i wrote this but despite that i still love this fic so much. it's just really nice

tags: @fensandmarshes, @scribble-stars, @ilexdiapason, @chansgender, @a-pile-of-gay-existential-dread, and anyone else that feels like doing this

[saturn-s-moon]

"In this life of mine, I'm glad to have you as my wife"

Been rereading fgep

[sweepinggeneral]

I JUST STARTED FGEP IM CRYING WHY IS THIS SO TRAGIC ALREADY ASLFJKAHFJ

[gonguji]

❛    Cerberussy, Adeptussy    &&    now    Drussy??    wow!    Fontaine    has    many    famous    cats.    where    can    I    meet    them?    ❜

[daybreakrising]

👫 (gao ying x wrio, gao ying x baizhu)

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship | @yuexian

no longer accepting.

wrio & gao ying

gao ying's presence is a genuine comfort to him. there's simply something so calming about gao ying that puts him at ease, and he gets so used to having him around that when he's not there, it feels like something is missing. he also sleeps better with gao ying at his side.

wrio was never one for writing letters before gao ying. mostly, this was because he had no one to write to, but it was also just... not something he was interested in. any correspondence he engaged in was purely for work purposes. after gao ying, however... well, he starts to enjoy putting thoughts and feelings down on paper, and it helps to lessen the ache when they can't be together for long periods of time. he keeps every letter gao ying sends him in a little box that he stores in one of the (many) secret compartments of his personal chambers.

he takes a huge interest in liyue culture and history, and targets specific information regarding chenyu vale & anything related to gao ying's life. he's always had a general interest in other cultures & he makes a point to learn basic things from each, so he can accommodate anyone who comes into the fortress, but he definitely makes an active attempt to learn everything he can that might be important to his partner.

as soon as wrio is made aware that gao ying's puppet body is failing, he makes every effort to research adeptal energy and even puts together a (small, discreet) team in an attempt to help him. and whilst he doesn't consult gao ying before doing this, it is always his intention - should he find a way to fix it - to offer it only as an option. if gao ying wants to find peace, wrio would let him, even if would break his heart to lose him.

baizhu & gao ying

baizhu fell fast and hard for gao ying. and it took him a while to even consider acting on it, due to his belief that he would outlive him. initially, he had no intention of acting on his feelings, but a passing comment from gui about not letting opportunities slip by prompted him to take the risk of inevitable pain. thus, he started inviting gao ying to tea, asking to accompany him on a stroll, etc... slow, small steps, but it was a start.

gao ying reconnects baizhu with his home. not the actual village, as that has long disappeared to nature, but to chenyu vale as a whole. baizhu has avoided going back since signing the contract with changsheng, but with gao ying hailing from qiaoying village, he finds himself returning and rekindling his love for the area. he even takes gao ying to the place his village once stood and tells him stories from his childhood.

baizhu reveals his intentions for immortality once they start getting serious. he wanted gao ying to be aware of his mission, of the effects his contract has on his body, in case that had an impact on the future of their relationship - he wanted gao ying to be aware that he couldn't grow old with him, either because he achieved immortality, or because he died in the attempt. he cared enough to allow gao ying a chance to escape before they got too involved, to avoid that pain and heartache. this is, obviously, before he discovers gao ying isn't exactly mortal himself.

baizhu crafts a variety of potions and oils to specifically aid adeptal construct bodies once he is aware of gao ying's situation. these have a selection of purposes: to aid mental fatigue (since gao ying doesn't need to sleep), to keep the joints of his puppet body from wear, to aid any pain that can't be helped by mortal medicines, or to soothe any other ails he might suffer. these are all scented with gao ying's favourite scents, or flavoured to his tastes. no bitter medicine for his beloved-

[yunmaobao]

made this a while ago but i still love it

[goldenrevelries]

lin wanyue and li xian brushing each other's hair after a tiring day in their cottage...

lin wanyue gently tucking li xian into their bed when she falls asleep by the window, a book on her chest...

li xian gently massaging lin wanyue's tense shoulders after a tiring day...

wives, your honor!!!

[r1-jw-lover]

"Princess, don't ever leave me!" - Chapter 142

In the scene where Lin Wanyue tells this to Li Xian, Lin Wanyue just got injured really badly and is losing conscience due to blood loss.

There is, of course, the practical reason of Lin Wanyue knowing her identity is going to be revealed sooner or later, so the best case scenario is to have another woman by her side and trust that Li Xian will understand.

But if you think of it in the narrative sense, this line can be interpreted as Lin Wanyue pleading Li Xian to not leave her behind, to stop seeing her as a chess piece. And it worked!

This is the turning point at which Li Xian views Lin Wanyue differently. She protects Lin Wanyue's identity solely out of her compassion. It is what prompted Li Xian to reveal the secrets she kept from Lin Wanyue via the spies she left behind after Lin Wanyue had revealed her biggest secret to her.

With Lin Wanyue's personality, she is definitely upset by Li Xian's schemes behind the scenes, but then you can also see Lin Wanyue later on adopting and finding value in Li Xian's methods. A younger Wanyue would never have thought of colluding with the Huns to stop further war with how focused she was on revenge.

Okay I don't know how to end this post but can you tell how good Yuexian as a relationship is, or maybe I'm just too consumed by Yuexian brainrot and overanalysing things.

[piojooojo]

[letrickster-art]

I don't think i ever ended up posting this anywhere bc I wasn't happy with how it came out but I think it's kinda cute even if it is pretty old.

fgep hs au

[wingspiked]

@yuexian sent a message . . . lonely were those who stood at the top — seemingly untouchable, but all it took was time. time and patience to await a crack to slither into. not like a snake, as that implied malicious intent. gāo yīng was rumored to "lack" negative emotions, but certain people knew that was a complete lie. even he — a genius society member with a penchant for cultivating tea leaves, possessed a kaleidoscope of feelings. it was one of the few things they could not take away from him. there he was in an instant — jade green eyes narrowed in concern, before lips found the halovian's forehead. he would also plant one along his jawline if permitted, then took a step back and return to his work. gāo yīng was a human soul in a puppet body — that much was already known. he cannot blush, yet the electrical current coursing through his body rushed to his cheeks, and he wondered if every little action such as this will make him feel this way.

ㅤㅤㅤ𝐢𝐭   𝐰𝐚𝐬   𝐢𝐧   𝐭𝐡𝐞   𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧'𝐬   𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭   𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭   to   maintain   an   icy   heart   -   to   allow   smiles   of   only   politeness   or   platitudes   to   grace   his   darling   features.   a   position   of   such   power   -   such   prestige,   with   the   watchmaker's   legacy   at   stake...   cracks   were   not   permitted   in   the   marble   facade   that   constructed   sunday,   breaches   of   his   true   nature   were   not �� allowed.   for   all   the   world   knew   -   the   halovian   kept   his   distance   from   all   except   his   sweet   sister   -   robin,   the   lovely   songstress,   the   light   that   cast   his   shadow,   and   now   she   was-

ㅤㅤㅤthat's   when   the   cracks   started   showing.

ㅤㅤㅤbut   no   one   knew.   no   one   knew   right?   gāo   yīng   didn't   know   -   did   he?   no   one   could   know,   no   one   could   know   -

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤthere   it   was.   the   crack.   

ㅤㅤㅤit   spreads   through   his   veins   -   one   little   splinter   at   a   time.   to   most   -   it   was   imperceptible;   sunday   was   the   same   as   always   -   but   to   the   intelligent,   one   of   the   rare   few   that   knew   him   (   robin   had   known   him   -   robin   had   known   him   best,   and   he   could   be   so   cruel,   he   could   -   ),   his   pain   was   there.   any   other   time   -   perhaps   he   would   have   fended   off   the   genius'   tender   touch   -   but   not   today.   he   doesn't   even   detect   it   -   doesn't   even   realize   until   green   eyes   fill   his   vision,   and   cool   lips   meet   his   forehead.   

ㅤㅤㅤsurprise   dances   across   his   beautiful   features,   the   wings   at   his   head   splaying   wide   in   wonder.   he   looks   up   at   gāo   yīng   with   aureate   so   divine   -   so   curious   -   his   lips   part   to   say   something,   and   then   those   plush   tiers   are   back,   warming   his   jawline   and   sunday   sucks   in   a   breath,   short   and   sharp.   his   wings   betray   him   -   as   they   are   wont   to   do   -   fluttering   excitedly   at   the   side   of   his   head   before   one   folds   forward   -   downy   feathers   stroking   along   the   puppet's   cheek   as   he   moves   to   pull   away.   it's   almost   as   if   the   wing   pleads   him:   come   back,   we   want   more,   but   sunday   makes   no   such   advances.   instead,   he   inhales   -   and   exhales...   and   as   pink   rises   over   his   pallor,   those   same   wings   fold   inwards,   shyly   covering   the   majority   of   his   face   below   his   eyes   as   he   speaks   again.   the   halovian's   gaze   is   averted   -   but   his   words   are   true,   shyness   mitigated   by   candor   of   his   tone.   

ㅤㅤㅤ❝   again?   ❞   is   his   request,   because   the   crack   has   stopped   spreading.

[beefsleaf]

fgep ch 183: and they were soulmates

all of us: oh my god they were soulmates