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On his first day arriving in Luofu, Yingxing unintentionally commits a felony and has a serendipitous encounter with a beautiful, mysterious stranger.
A month later, he happens upon the man again at a festival. This time, he earns himself a proper introduction.“You want to go to the roof to view the performance? Surely that must be illegal.”
“Is it?” Yingxing challenges. He grins when the man doesn’t affirm, uncertain whether such a law exists.
The man cranes his neck to assess the buildings. “I’m not going to climb onto the roof like an ape.”
Yingxing’s smile widens with mischief. “Then please allow your humble servant to bring you up, Your Highness,” he says with a little bow, hand over his heart.
The man takes a wary step back, and then another when Yingxing straightens and follows, moving in exactly~ the direction Yingxing needs him to.
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01 Oct 2024
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“Please, you don’t have to forge one for me if it’s too much trouble,” Yanqing pleaded. “You could just teach me how to do it myself!”
“Kid,” Blade sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, “the last time I made anything in a forge was before you were even born. These hands are no longer fit for crafting anything.”
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In an attempt to impress Yunli, Yanqing begs Blade to teach him the art of forging weapons. Along the way, Yanqing gains a new mentor, and Blade gains a new perspective on his life.
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07 Jun 2024
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love is the warmest color by penumbras
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
11 Oct 2023
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He doesn’t look exactly taken aback by the amount of times he’s illustrated on Yingxing’s pages; in fact, there’s the ghost of a smile etched on his face, softening his sharp features lightly.
Yingxing’s heart flutters. He’s so gone, head over heels.
“Was this what you were working on when I arrived?” Dan Feng asks in a murmur, tearing his eyes away from the drawing to meet Yingxing’s love-struck gaze.
Or; in his free days, Yingxing draws. While he doesn't usually allow people to take a peek at his notebook, an exception had to be made for his muse, of course.