#hidden lotus

[lotus-pear]

golden days

[stanperformanceunit]

My problem is that I hyperfixate on dramas I really like but then when I finish them I feel empty inside until I find a new to drama to hyperfixate on...

[cdrama-action]

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[samadhifired]

In JttW, changing ones name is quite common and usually accompanied by a big changes in their life (mostly for Buddhist reasons). And LMK seems to acknowledge this since they have used both the pre-Journey Zhu Ganglie as well as his later Zhu Bajie names when talking about the Pig Pilgrim.

And with this line of thought: there is no way that Iron Fan is is PIF's birth name.

Not only is it way too on the nose (unless PIF chose/was given her fan because of her name), she also has gone through a huge change in her life: abandoning her life as a Celestial Maiden and marrying DBK.

Which means... There is a huge opportunity for the show (or fanfic) writers to give her a double identity.

And part of me kinda hopes, if canon, that identity will be Yang Chan; the sister of Erlang Shen.

I mean think about it.

As Celestial, she was shown to have an equal standing with nephew and (kinda) grandson of the Jade Emperor. This makes it very likely that PIF is also related to the Jade Emperor in one way or another.

If she is Yang Chan, her mother would be Yunhua (Yaoji?); a goddess whose job by some sources was to "limit the gods' mortal urges such as love, greed, and ambition". Is it just me, or aren't those also major traits of Iron Fan as a character?

You could argue that DBK getting imprisoned under a mountain is loosely inspired by The Magic Lotus Lantern, the main story Erlang's sister is known for (forbidden marriage, parent getting imprisoned under a mountain by their brother, the son getting a weapon linked to Sun Wukong is a key item at freeing the said parent.)

IronBull family has been part of every single season so far. And when the time to choose the next Jade Emperor comes, it would be so easy for the writers to use PIF (who is still Celestial enough for Azure to refer her as such) as an excuse to get them involved in the progress. Double so if it actually turns out that PIF (and Red Son) has a claim for the throne.

The mere idea of Erlang and PIF as siblings is absolutely hilarios

[shining-gem34]

💗 to pull Dan Heng into a sudden hug and hold them tight, refusing to let go // baba hugs....

💗 Accepted! @etherealguard

||Following this wonderful heart-breaking IL and child Dan Heng blog by Luna (featuring small Dan Heng still)

Warning: Prisoner Dan Heng, Angst, and implied bad treatment to Dan Heng (not much to say here but better safe than sorry)

With every book Dan Heng read, his curiosity for the world outside his prison grows.

Was it true that the Xianzhou Luofu is a giant ship sailing through the stars? Was it true there is a planet covered in frost? What was frost and snow like anyway? Was it colder than the Shackling prison? What was the sun like? Was it warmer than the guard's hand that backhanded his face?

What did it mean to have family and friends coming together to celebrate the festivities?

He dares not to ask his guards. They expressed their desire to avoid him as much as possible within their duties. This includes keeping any conversations from little to none. If Dan Heng tries to ask, he is told be to silent or he receives no answers.

More than his curiosity, the loneliness of his prison gnaws at him.

When it was time to sleep, Dan Heng closes his eyes and empty his mind. He hopes that he dreams of a hollow world instead of the usual nightmares that haunt him.

Upon opening his eyes, he is pleasantly surprised to find himself surrounded by bright lights dotting the dark skies. The voices of people talking around him are overwhelming. The sizzling of something brings a strange smell that tickles his nose. Dan Heng, for his young mind, is understandably confused about whether or not he's in a dream.

Uncertain of where to go, Dan Heng starts walking in front of him. He's careful to not bump into anyone, cradling his tail to his chest to prevent it from being stepped on. Scared and nervous, he yelps when he's nearly run over by a wood cart rushing down the street.

Stumbling backward, he almost fell to the ground if not for a pair of hands grabbing his shoulders. Curious, Dan Heng tilts his head up to see his savior and his eyes widened.

A beautiful man with hair dark as the ocean is dressed in white and green. There is an odd air about him, but Dan Heng's attention is on the pair of azure horns sitting on the crown of his head- Just like him. He looks stiff like those old men with long ears who look down at him in disdain.

But his teal eyes are gentle, crinkling a little as he smiles faintly.

"Are you alright, hatchling?" He asks, shifting to one knee to look at him properly.

Dan Heng turns around and nodded at him. Then his eyes catch the long azure tail swishing behind him, "You have a tail, Mister."

"I do." The man chuckles, tapping his nose lightly. "My name isn't Mister, Dan Heng."

"Then...What is it then?" Dan Heng asks, not noticing how the man knows his name.

"Hm. You may call me Yinyue Jun...Or Yinyue for short."

"Yinyue...Yinyue. Okay. Thank you, Mister Yinyue!" He wonders why that name sounds familiar, or why it reverberates within him so deeply.

It's as if someone threw a pebble into the water, disturbing the calm water surface and creating a rippling effect- stirring his soul with a feeling of nostalgia.

"Mister...Well, I'll allow it for the time being. Come along, my pearl. There are many, many entertainments you must see before you wake up." Yinyue Jun offers his hand for him to take. He waits for the hatchling to decide before he takes his hand. Smiling, he holds his hand and leads him to the many stalls surrounding them.

How strange, Dan Heng thinks.

This is a dream yet he can taste the spices of the salty meat skewers, the sourness of the orange tanghulu, the sweetness of almond tofu, the bitterness of the tea, and so much more flavors. They were vibrant and colorful, unlike the tasteless meals the guards gave him.

More importantly, Yinyue Jun is patient enough to answer his questions. Not just the festival food stalls and games around him, but anything that comes to mind. Even if Yinyue Jun doesn't know the answer, that was alright with Dan Heng. He likes the older man already for tolerating him enough.

"Silly child, I do not tolerate you- I like you. There's a difference." Yinyue Jun explains, leading the hatchling to see the lanterns at the harbor.

"You do, Mister?" Dan Heng's voice is full of awe that someone actually likes him. He turns crestfallen, staring at his feet, and adds quietly, "But...No one there likes me. I don't know what I did wrong, but I did something wrong."

Then, Yinyue Jun stops and so does Dan Heng who looks at him in question.

Suddenly, he sinks to his knees again to meet Dan Heng's eyes. His breath hitches seeing the pained expression on Yinyue Jun's face. A startling contrast to his calm facade and small smiles from earlier. Yinyue Jun reaches out to hug him tightly to his chest, and Dan Heng can feel his trembling. Slowly, he raises his small hands to grip the older man's robe and return the gesture.

"My pearl- Dan Heng, you won't remember then, and you won't remember now." Yinyue Jun whispers, nuzzling their cheeks together.

One day, you'll understand why our homeland shuns you. You may grow to resent me because it is my crimes that have placed you in that horrible prison. But that's fine with me- I'll bear the brunt of your hatred and the hatred of our people.

However, my wish for you remains the same: For you to be happy. Whatever trials you may face, both sorrow and joy, you'll grow stronger and wiser than me. You'll find your family and friends, and you will finally find a place to call home in this vast universe.

Until then, this dream is but a temporary respite during your long imprisonment.

"You are very much loved, my pearl. I love you." Yinyue Jun pulls, keeping his hands on Dan Heng's shoulders. He pats his head affectionately and adds, "I hope you'll meet the people who will treasure you just like me."

Dan Heng scrutinizes the older man as if trying to identify any falsehoods in his statement. When he finds none, he blinks and tilts his head. He's not sure how to process this information except...

His chest feels warmer like cotton candy; fluffy and sweet.

"Oh..."

Yinyue Jun smiles at that and reassures, "You don't need to think too hard about it, my pearl. Just have fun for now. Look, the fireworks are starting."

Shortly after he said that Dan Heng turn his head to the cheers of the people as a loud boom resounds throughout the skies. An explosion of colorful light brightens the night skies. So many lanterns are floating upwards, and Dan Heng wanted to join them.

"Here." Yinyue Jun conveniently hands him a lantern. He's holding his own lantern as well. "Make a wish, Dan Heng. Then let go of it and watch."

A wish?

Dan Heng didn't know what to wish for when he had so many things he wanted to do in life. For now though...

I wish this moment can last forever!

They both released their lantern at the same time. Watching as it joined the many others in the air, Dan Heng is suddenly grabbed by the armpits and lifted. Immediately, he grabs Yinyue Jun's neck to stay steady. His eyes go wide in wonder that he can see almost everything beautiful at this height.

The tall hills in the distance, the shining of the ocean beyond the harbor, and so many boats docked nearby. It was like in his books!

"...Mister Yinyue."

"Yes, my pearl?"

He looks at the older man with the biggest smile on his face and said, "Thank you for showing me a wonderful dream!"

Yinyue Jun blinks before he smiles fondly and kisses the crown of his head, "I'm pleased you enjoyed yourself, Dan Heng. Thank you for being here with me."

"But it's time to wake up..."

The loud banging of the guards hitting the iron bars startles him awake. Dan Heng sits up, mind still processing his surroundings after a restful slumber. He sees a guard standing at the door holding a tray of food.

"...Breakfast. Hurry up and eat."

Then they roughly put the tray on the ground, the bowls and chopsticks almost falling everywhere. They left quickly, expecting the prisoner to be done eating once they come back.

Sighing heavily, Dan Heng slowly moves to grab his food and begins eating. The sooner he finishes, the less likely they'll take back his tray of unfinished food.

"...The taste isn't the same." Dan Heng mumbles, but he blinks in confusion.

The same as what? He only had food the guards provided.

How strange, what did he dream about last night?

He shrugs it off as unimportant. The same as every other night that he didn't experience a nightmare.

But then, why did his chest feel hollow?

"Ah..." Dan Heng feels wetness running down his cheeks.

Why is he shedding tears for no reason?

[lovesickfolly]

Arcana's Art: July I'm trying to keep track of the art I draw more, so here are most of July's finished pieces. They're from various BLs and CDramas I've watched. 1. Joke from Hidden Agenda. 2. Initially I was going to draw the main character from Destined, but it didn't look like him so I gave up. 3. Li LianHua from Mysterious Lotus Casebook. 4. Tien and Lomfon from La Pluie. 5. MoXi from Gone With The Rain. 6. Kawi from Be My Favorite. 7. Asuka from Minato Shouji Coin Laundry. 8. Lomfon from La Pluie.

[gensokyogarden]

♪We used to run wild in the streets♪

♪Now we complain when witches fly by too fast♪

♪And the music is insanely loud♪

♪Now our sigils are fading away♪

♪And looking back it was all worth it♪

♪The truth is getting old sucks but everybody's doing it♪

♪Now the movies are cartoon and remakes♪

♪Of shit that was better ~ when we played our music too loud♪

♪Now our memories are fading away♪

♪And looking back it was all worth it♪

♪The truth is getting old sucks but everybody's doing it♪

[subsidiary]

daphne having to constantly tell herself she’s not a “victim” and basically one up cameron’s infidelities is just so pathetic really. idk how anyone can see her as an admirable, “girlboss” character taking control of her life. it would truly be admirable if they just admitted to having an open marriage rather than this weird cuck fetish they have. i will say it was a joy to see that she’s more calculating than she looks on the surface.

[dndtreasury]

Ashen Lotus Hat

[ass-blasting-bitchaloid]

pov you're reading sumireko lore

[anazheya]

Merry Christmas, my everlasting love.

As the lotus is dyed in red

And solitude offer solace no more,

I find comfort in your smile.

As man play God

And delivers death than He above,

I feel no joy in this merry day.

With families split and torn

You who holds me in a loving embrace,

I thank you and love you,

For you are my serenity.

xox ~ A

[mothers-and-fuckers-of-the-jury]

small naruto question

why do they keep reaching twelve year old children forbidden jutsu techniques and just expect them not to use them

[29sunset]

Just developed the strong suspicion that somewhere, someone is working on demos for a White Lotus musical.

[scarletooyoroi]

“Somehow, no matter where I’m at within my journeys.. that mysterious realm of Ekanomiya always seem to draw me back.”

One more hidden plight amidst the tragedies of a home turned into hell.

He’d always come to listen to the call to assist in bringing peace to those agonized between boundaries.

[shining-gem34]

The Dragon Who Flies Among The Stars

Name: Dan Heng- Imbibitor Lunae

Species: Vidyadhara

Affiliation: The Astral Express

Occupation: Guard/Archivist

Gender: Male

Height: Typically around 5’8” (~ 177 cm)

Age: Physically appears 18-23

Birthday: ????

Path: Destruction

Element: Imaginary

>Ship Status: Open to multiship

>To see Dan Heng (Regular), please click here.  >To see Dan Feng (Past-Self; HCQ Era), please click here. 

>Lore || Headcanons

“The true form of Dan Heng, a descendant of the Vidyadhara Luofu. He carries the burdens of his past life, the Sinner Dan Feng, and with it a part of his power is passed down to him. By accepting his lineage, Dan Heng can longer escape the ghosts of Dan Feng's past.”

Backstory

For years after his exile, Dan Heng shed his horns and scales. He cut his ears and hid his pointed ears, and the glow of his eyes became dull like muted green stones. Dan Heng changed his appearance completely in order to distance himself from his past and walk forward to his new future. The destructive power of his heritage is tightly locked away to the point it can be barely discerned. 

But Dan Heng cannot hide it forever.

While searching for his friends in the Xianzhou Luofu, Dan Heng was struck by Blade sword and it triggered his transformation. Unable to contain his powers, his human disguise was washed away by the pure waters and his true self was revealed. A Vidyadhara Luofu, the reincarnation of the criminal, High Elder Dan Feng.

Nowhere to run, Dan Heng accepted the majestic horns on the crown of his head as he accepted the fact he cannot avoid Dan Feng past anymore. 

[Please refer to the “Lore” for full details of his character story and in-game story]

Appearance

[Please refer to the above image for Dan Heng-Imbibitor Lunae appearance]

Personality

At first impression, Dan Heng comes off as a stoic young man who rarely loses his composure and remains level-headed. Sometimes, it will leave others to believe he is cold and indifferent. In truth, for the people who know Dan Heng, he is a kind soul with strong loyalty to his friends/family. He dislikes beating around the bush, preferring to speak bluntly and straightforwardly, but he is also careful with his word choice and tone. 

Even though Dan Heng can remain calm in the most perilous of situations, there are few things that can shake him to the core: Dan Feng's past and the meaning of his existence. 

Abilities

Dan Heng is a spell-user following the Path of Destruction. He channels the power of Imaginary, summoning forth powerful water dragons and spears to smite his enemies. 

Cloudhymn Magic: Due to his Vidyadhara heritage, Dan Heng can use Cloudhymn Magic. He can disguise his Vidyadhara features and appear as a regular humanoid. He can manipulate water to a certain degree and shapeshift it into dragons. He can create mirages of inanimate objects like lotus and spears. Even without transforming, Dan Heng can still use his magic.

Sealing Arts: He is capable of breaking seals using Cloudhymn Magic, but he cannot create or fix seals. 

Weather Manipulation: Dan Heng can command the rain and clouds. 

Levitation: It is implied Dan Heng can float/fly in the air.

Transformation: It is implied as High Elder, Dan Heng can transform into a dragon. That has yet to be seen.

Martial Arts: Dan Heng is proficient in Cloudlancer art, one of the many martial arts used in the Xianzhou. However, he is just as capable fighting bare-handed if needed. 

Combat Experience: Dan Heng has proven to be a strong fighter despite living most of his life in the Shackling Prison. Whether he is a gifted fighter, or, as some would believe, fighting with muscle memory, it has proven to be advantageous in dealing with life-or-death situations. 

Weapon: Dan Heng wields a magical orb/pearl acting as a catalyst for his powers.He still prefers Cloud Piercer, his spear. He doesn’t mind using other weapons if necessary, but he dislikes it to the point he rather fights bare-handed. 

Physical Stats: With a durable body and fighting experience, Dan Heng physical abilities are above a regular human. Also, he heals faster than a normal person. 

Longevity: The Vidyadhara are able to live up to a few centuries (around 700 years) before they reincarnate. They stop aging at a certain point, appearing eternally youthful for the rest of their lives until they are ready to return to the sea.

Notes

Regular Dan Heng and Dan Heng-IL will be used interchangeably, because he can switch forms freely. For a majority of the time, Dan Heng will appear as normal instead of Dan Heng-IL. He finds his true form to be a hassle for various reasons. 

The few times Dan Heng will change forms are: 

The situation is too dire that he cannot afford to hold back.

He is heavily injured and needs to transform to heal his wounds.

The situation requires that he needs to appear as Imbibitor Lunae (Example: IL Story Quest)

[Anything else will be added here]

Regular Dan Heng and Dan Heng-IL will always be called “Dan Heng”. Dan Feng will be called “Yinyue Jun/Imbibitor Lunae” for a majority of the time.

||Updated on 03/28/2023

[edenesth]

TWTHH Bonus: Star of the Show

Pairing: general!Seonghwa x wife!reader

AU: arranged marriage au (Joseon era)

Word Count: 3.1k

Summary: Life has been hell ever since your mother's passing many years ago. Despite being from a prominent family, you've never received the privileges associated with it. It only got worse with the arrival of your stepmother and her daughters. When the intimidating General Park was in search of a wife, your father seized the opportunity to dispose of you, simultaneously securing a connection with the powerful general—killing two birds with one stone.

A/N: In case you haven't already read Honeymoon Avenue (the first bonus chapter), it's probably better to check that out before reading this. Also, please be warned that this contains a slight spoiler to Wooyoung and Hongjoong's spinoffs.

Honeymoon Avenue | Fic Masterlist

"Your wife is with child."

The words echoed in the general's mind long after Yunho had uttered them. You remained unconscious in his room, undergoing a more thorough examination. Seonghwa had been asked to leave while you were attended to. He felt a wave of relief knowing that, according to the physician, your fainting spell was simply your body's way of compensating for the exhaustion caused by the demands of the little one growing inside you.

"Don't worry, everything will be okay."

"I'm counting on you, Yunho," he recalled telling the doctor before exiting his private quarters, his gaze lingering on your still, pale figure nestled under the covers.

"When have I ever let you down, my lord? She'll be fine, the baby will be fine; your family, they'll be just fine."

Realising there was no use lingering outside while the physician and his team of servants were busy examining you—his presence wouldn't change anything—he decided to occupy himself elsewhere while he waited. However, returning to his study seemed impossible; he knew he wouldn't be able to focus on anything else.

As if with a mind of its own, his feet carried him toward the House of Lotus. His heart warmed at the familiar sight of the pavilion facing the lotus pond, your favourite spot, once empty but now furnished with a small table, cosy cushioned seats, and decorative lanterns. It was a testament to the time you two spent together there. He could never tire of being there with you, and the mere thought of spending eternity like that was more than enough to fill his heart with joy.

Soon, it wouldn't just be us two.

Deciding not to sit alone without you, he opted to enter your quarters instead, where every corner held a piece of you. He softened as he opened the door and spotted your embroidery kit at the centre of the room. You had been deeply invested in the craft ever since Hongjoong had taught you a few techniques, dedicating nearly all your time to it when you weren't occupied with anything else. He remembered finding you diligently working on it late into the night and had to gently coax you to bed with him.

Approaching the items, he settled into your usual spot before going through the designs you had created. A chuckle escaped him as he took in some of your earlier, more clumsy works—clearly, these were from when you first began learning from the dressmaker. As he continued, a smile graced his lips at the gradual improvement in quality. It hinted at the possibility that you had discovered a hidden talent; his friend would surely be proud to see your progress.

However, his movements faltered as he reached the bottom of the pile and discovered what appeared to be a... baby shirt. Realisation dawned on him: had this been your secret project all along? Were you aware of your pregnancy all this time?

Questions flooded his mind, each one more pressing than the last. Why hadn't you told him? Why had you lied and pretended everything was fine when you must have been feeling so sick? Did you not trust him enough to confide in him?

His heart ached with the thought that you might have felt the need to hide something so important from him. It left him feeling a mix of confusion, hurt, and a tinge of betrayal. Had he not made it clear that he was there for you, no matter what?

As he sat there, staring at the tiny garment in his hands, he couldn't help but wonder what reasons you could have had for keeping this from him. His mind raced with possibilities, each one more heartbreaking than the last. He thought back to all the times you had been showing symptoms of pregnancy, and it hurt him to know you didn't feel safe enough to tell him the truth. Was it because you didn't think he would be a good father? What if, deep down, there was a part of you that was still afraid of him? What if—

Before his thoughts could further linger, a knock on the door snapped him out of his train of thought. Turning to see who it was, he allowed entry and found Eunsook standing there with a smile on her face, "The mistress is awake, master," she announced. With that, all his previous worries were momentarily swept from his mind. Only you mattered as he quickly rose from his seat and dashed towards his room to see you.

Rushing into the room, Seonghwa's heart raced as he laid eyes on you, sitting up on his bed with Yunho standing beside you. Relief flooded him as he saw you speaking softly with the physician, a gentle hand pressed against your stomach.

Oh thank god, she's alright... they're alright.

Moving closer, he couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for you. Despite the recent scare, you looked calm and serene, your presence soothing his worried mind. He approached quietly, not wanting to interrupt your conversation with Yunho but eager to be by your side.

As soon as your eyes met, he noticed the hint of moisture gathering in your gaze as you uttered his name, "Hwa..." His heart ached at the vulnerability in your voice, and he quickly moved forward, settling beside you on the bed. Gently, he grasped your hand, brushing strands of hair away from your face and stroking your cheek, "What's wrong, my love? Are you feeling alright?"

You nodded, leaning into his touch and motioning for Yunho to speak on your behalf. Taking a deep breath, the physician began, "Her condition is currently stable, my lord."

Seonghwa furrowed his brow in dread, "I'm sensing a 'but' there."

"But..." the doctor continued, "Due to years of severe malnutrition throughout the lady's childhood, her body lacks many essential nutrients necessary for both her and the baby. This explains her weakness. But fear not, I will do everything in my power to ensure her full recovery. Once we pass the three-month mark safely, the remainder of the pregnancy should proceed smoothly."

"I... I understand. Thank you again, Yunho, for your hard work. It seems we'll need your frequent visits for the next few months," the general acknowledged, offering a grateful nod to his friend.

"No problem, my lord and lady. I'll ensure Eunsook receives all the necessary information for the mistress' care. Please excuse me, I should get started on the preparations immediately."

Once Yunho had left and you were alone together, your husband turned his attention back to you. Squeezing your hand gently, he couldn't shake the image of the baby shirt from his mind. He knew he had to address it. Leaning closer, he pressed a kiss on your forehead before delicately broaching the subject, "I... I have a question."

You responded in a soft voice, returning the squeeze of his hand, "What is it, Hwa?"

"My love, have you been aware that you were pregnant all along?"

As your gaze met his, he rested his forehead against yours, seeking to reassure you, "It's just... I was going through your embroideries earlier and I saw it—the baby shirt."

You let out a soft sigh, nodding, "Yes, I... I had a feeling, and I've been preparing myself to tell you about it, Hwa. But I just didn't know how to say it. I was scared of your reaction." When he attempted to pull away, you reached out, cupping his face to keep him close, "Listen to me, I'm not afraid of you. I... I know you've never had a proper family growing up—both of us, actually—and... I can't help but wonder if you might hate the idea of starting one."

His heart swelled with understanding, realising he had momentarily let his earlier insecurities get the best of him. Of course, you were simply concerned about him. Leaning in, he pressed a soft kiss against your lips before murmuring tenderly, "With another person, I would hate the idea. But with you, my love, I want it all."

Feeling touched by his words, you realised you had never needed to overthink the situation. You should have known that his love and acceptance were unwavering.

Perhaps you had just been overwhelmed by the idea of a tiny life growing inside you—a product of your love with Seonghwa. The thought of having a baby, your baby, filled you with joy and apprehension. Neither of you had experienced a conventional family upbringing, and you feared whether you could provide the love and care this child deserved. Since the first moment you felt sick and figured you might be pregnant, endless questions floated around your mind.

Were you ready?

Was he ready?

What if he didn't want children?

But now, those fears seemed unfounded. As tears welled in your eyes, you wrapped your arms tightly around his neck and buried your face against his shoulder, finding comfort in his embrace. He held you close, peppering kisses all over your head, his love and warmth enveloping you. Through your tears, you whispered, "I love you, Hwa."

You could feel his smile against your skin as he leaned his head against yours, his voice soft and reassuring, "I love you more, my wife, and that'll never change."

In the days that followed, you found yourself hardly ever alone. Your husband seemed determined to stay by your side every moment, as if he hadn't already been doing so since he dismissed all his friends. Now, he was even more attentive and vigilant, always ensuring he was nearby to keep watch over you. And whenever he needed to retreat to his study for brief meetings with Jongho, Eunsook remained faithfully by your side.

Today was another one of those days when he had no choice but to attend to some work. He hadn't been attending the daily assemblies for a while, so the least he could do was go through some reports to stay updated on the latest happenings in court.

Meanwhile, the head maid remained by your side in your room. You sat with a cookbook in your hand, diligently trying to learn new recipes. As the saying goes, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, and although you already had a hold on Seonghwa's heart, you were determined to work even harder to keep it safe with you.

"You've been quite busy lately, mistress, with cooking and embroidering. I think the master might be getting a bit jealous that you're not as focused on him as you are on these tasks," she joked, gently brushing your hair as she observed your focused expression.

With a playful giggle, you shot her a glance, "Is he really? Well, everything I do, I do it to be a better wife for him and a better mother to this little one," you said, smiling down at your growing bump.

Eunsook's expression softened, "I'm just kidding. I'm sure the master knows that," she reassured before pausing, "Mistress, have you both thought about baby names yet?"

At that, your eyes widened, and you set down the book in your hands, "Oh dear, we haven't. I've been so invested in everything else, it seems I might have overlooked the most important thing."

She chuckled, rubbing your back soothingly, "Don't worry, you still have plenty of time until the little one is born. Perhaps you and the master could start thinking about it now."

Later that night, as you lay in bed next to your husband, the words of the head maid lingered in your mind like a persistent whisper. Despite the exhaustion weighing heavily on your eyelids, you found yourself unable to sleep as your thoughts drifted towards potential names for the future baby Park. Each name you considered brought with it a flood of emotions and images of what your child might look like, how they would grow, and the kind of person they would become.

Sensing your slight movements, Seonghwa kissed your head softly, his voice gentle, "Are you still awake, my love?"

You grinned sheepishly, patting his chest, "I'm fine, Hwa. You go ahead and sleep. You must be tired."

But he sighed, gently sitting up with you still in his arms, ensuring the comforter covered you, "Not as tired as you. You're carrying a little person. Now, do you want to tell me why you're still not sleeping?"

Smiling shyly, you met his gaze, "I was talking to Eunsook earlier and realised... we haven't thought of any baby names."

His mouth formed an 'O' in realisation, mirroring your surprise. It seemed he, too, had not given it much thought. Nodding slowly, he whispered, "That's right, we haven't," pulling you closer to him, he relished the way your head fits perfectly in the crook of his neck, "So, what do you have in mind then? Have you managed to come up with anything with all that thinking, hm?"

You replied, nervously nibbling on your lip, "Actually, I have thought of a name. If it's a girl, Yeonjoo feels right."

He hummed, considering deeply, "Yeonjoo... like a lotus princess?"

You beamed, "Exactly. She'd be our little princess, growing up in the House of Lotus."

His heart swelled; your choice held significance. It wasn't just a random pretty name; it carried depth. Planting a kiss on your cheek, he smiled, "It's perfect. So, if it's a girl, Yeonjoo it is."

You cheered, "Okay, any ideas for a boy?"

He hesitated, then brightened, "You know what? I do have one in mind, though it might not be as thoughtful as yours. How about Jiyeong? It means a wise and brave hero, and it could also symbolise a flower petal, like the lotus. It'd be wonderful if he grew up to be intelligent and brave enough to protect his eomma," he murmured, gently placing his hand on your bump and stroking it.

"I think Jiyeong is a wonderful choice, Hwa, if it's a boy," you whispered, a sense of relief washing over you now that you finally had names for your child.

Covering his hand on your stomach with yours, you looked up at him with slightly wet eyes, "Gosh, can you believe we're going to be parents in a few months?"

"It's surreal sometimes, my love. And I'll admit, I am a little scared. But I know we'll manage. It won't be easy, but as long as we face it together, we'll be fine."

Yes, I know we will.

The first three months seemed to pass in a whirlwind, with Yunho's weekly visits becoming a familiar routine. Each time, he checked on your condition and brought herbs to boost your health and stabilise the pregnancy, ensuring everything progressed smoothly. Amidst this, life outside your little family continued to unfold.

You recall a particular evening when Wooyoung rushed in, desperate for your husband's aid to rescue a certain Miss Han. In a matter of weeks, she became a temporary resident in your household while still courting the private investigator. Her presence was delightful as she eagerly assisted you in cooking and embroidering, all while awaiting Wooyoung's eventual proposal that would take her away.

And through him, you learned of Hongjoong's latest job, assisting the youngest miss of the Baek family. It appeared to affect the dressmaker unexpectedly, stirring emotions no one had anticipated, especially him, even requiring a little nudge from both Seonghwa and Wooyoung to realise his feelings.

Before you knew it, you found yourself seated in the dining hall, surrounded by your husband's friends. Giving your hand a squeeze, Seonghwa cleared his throat to grab their attention, "Guys," he began, "we've gathered you all here today because we have an announcement to make."

Hongjoong, arms crossed, chimed in, "Pssh, I had a feeling. I knew you wouldn't be treating us to a meal for no reason."

Yunho's knowing grin widened, excited to see the dressmaker's reaction while Wooyoung leaned forward excitedly in his seat, nudging San beside him, who smiled back but inwardly wished the investigator would leave him alone. Mingi promptly set down his wine glass, eager to hear what was to come.

"I hope you're all excited because you're going to be uncles soon," the general announced, prompting cheers from everyone at the table.

The lovely Miss Han, seated beside you, wasted no time in giving you a side hug, though she had already been privy to your little secret. She had even been considerate enough to keep her man in the dark about it.

Wooyoung joined in the celebration, clapping enthusiastically, oblivious that his other half had been aware the whole time, "I knew it! I could tell she was pregnant from my first visit all those months ago. You've been so oddly careful with her ever since!"

At that, Hongjoong's expression darkened, "What do you mean, all those months ago? How far along are you, my lady?"

You rubbed the back of your neck sheepishly, "Three months."

The dressmaker's jaw dropped in disbelief, "You didn't think to tell us until now? Park Seonghwa, what kind of friend are you?"

Yunho scoffed and rolled his eyes, "See, that's why you're an idiot. What does Miss Baek even see in you, I'll never know. Obviously, they wanted to wait until her condition was stable before telling everyone. Why do you think I've been so busy for the past few months?"

Hongjoong shot him a glare, "Oh, I don't know? Maybe because you've been trying to spend all your time with a certain Miss Ryu?"

The physician sputtered in shock, but before the argument could escalate, Jongho appeared behind them, smacking both on the back, "That's enough, you two. Please continue this another time."

Your husband interjected, shooting the assistant a grateful smile, "That's right. As Yunho mentioned, we just wanted to wait until it was safe before telling you guys."

San and Mingi softened, offering heartfelt congratulations to you and Seonghwa, prompting the rest of the guys to do the same. However, the peace was short-lived. Wooyoung eagerly raised his hand, "Ooh, can I please be the godfather?"

The dressmaker was quick to object, "Excuse me? If anyone here is to be the godfather, it's obviously me! Know your place, you fool."

"Oh, dear god, here we go again," your husband muttered beside you.

You couldn't help but grin at their endless shenanigans, glancing down at your stomach and rubbing it affectionately. You already knew this baby would be spoiled rotten even before entering the world. It seemed this little one was already the star of the show.

I contemplated how much of the pregnancy I should cover, but I think I'll only do this much for now! Because any further than this, and that might spoil some of the other members' spinoffs. I shall focus on finishing up all the rest of the stories after this, and who knows? There could be more bonus chapters in the future, we'll see~

As always, thank you for reading and let me know your thoughts! <3

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