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Feng Xin becomes a regular at a tiny restaurant. It's only because the food is good and Xie Lian keeps dragging him there, and decidedly not because of the waiter. He swears. No matter what his friends say.
Pei Ming winks at the waiter who catches it and goes red, while Feng Xin kicks him in earnest under the table.“What?” Pei Ming asks innocently. “Why are you kicking me? Are we in grade school again?”
“Stop harassing him,” Feng Xin says, shaking his head.
“Should I stare at him instead, hoping he gets the message?” Pei Ming asks in a saccharine voice and Feng Xin squawks. “Tell me, is that method effective?”
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Resent and Remember by Tyelperintal
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
29 Jul 2022
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Feng Xin finds himself kneeling, too, in front of the ghost. The talisman doesn’t even flutter, because there are no breaths to disrupt it where it lays, so he reaches out to lift one of the bottom corners.
Carefully, he lifts his other hand and brushes some of the strands of silver hair; it’s soft, perhaps even too soft, but the likeness otherwise isn’t bad. His skin is pale and clear and even shows a faint flush across the cheeks.
“Qing’er,” Feng Xin says quietly, and wonders if the ghost can even hear him under whatever spell the talisman carries. “... Is it you?”
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A few hundred years ago, Xie Lian tried to get Mu Qing in to study cultivation at the Royal Holy Pavilion, and was denied.
A few hundred years ago, Feng Xin met the former palace servant Mu Qing at a brothel after the fall of Xianle.
Now, Feng Xin investigates a ghost that stalks and kills soldiers in the Yong'an capital.
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18 Jul 2026
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Putting Out Fires by Tyelperintal
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
11 Feb 2024
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“Get fucked,” Feng Xin snarls.
“By what? Ju Yang’s famously large masculinity?”
“How about by your own saber?”
Only for the sake of their mission does Mu Qing pull the full force of his reactionary punch, and Feng Xin blocks it easily with his forearm. His eyes burn with an unspoken but obvious challenge, and Mu Qing holds his gaze for as long as he dares before letting his fist drop to his side.
“We’re wasting time,” Mu Qing mutters, finally turning back towards the shadowy path under the bamboo grove. “Are you coming with me or not?”
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Feng Xin and Mu Qing go on an undercover mission to Ghost City. The timing couldn't be worse.
Written for the From Dusk Til Dawn Fengqing Zine (@fengqingzine)
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Flower Language by Tyelperintal
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
12 Dec 2024
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Something in Feng Xin’s chest seized, and he realized too late what it was.
He raised a hand to cover his mouth, attempting to swallow down the cough, but it was too late. He didn’t even have time to push past Mu Qing and out to the abandoned paths of Taicang’s hill before the petals were erupting from his throat.
Small petals today. Cherry blossoms to match Taicang. Feng Xin choked again, lips forced open by the outpouring of petals streaming through his fingers.
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Eight hundred years ago, Feng Xin noticed the flowers for the first time.
Written for TGCF Reverse Big Bang based on this art by mil0Chan!
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Next to him, Feng Xin suddenly coughs, interrupting his own monologue.
“Don’t hurt yourself,” Mu Qing says with another roll of his eyes. “Maybe if you stopped swearing so much…?”
Another cough—this one is rougher somehow. Feng Xin’s mouth flies up to cover his mouth, and for a second, his expression looks panicked enough that Mu Qing almost feels bad for mocking him.
When he lowers his hand a moment later and unfurls his palm, it’s to reveal a small cluster of pale pink petals, slightly crumpled. They look like the blossoms that come spiralling off the plum trees surrounding the Royal Holy Pavilion, neat and elegant.
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