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rensblade · 4 months

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𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐃.

⟢ warnings/notes: husband! jing yuan x gender neutral! reader. toothrotting fluff, cute domestic banter tbh. husband yuan nation, please rise. not proofread, we die like tingyun. might be ooc. pls lmk if i got any of the hsr terminology wrong.. appreciate any type of feedback & please please pleaseee send me reqs if u have any ✩

“beloved, am i really that bad of a general?”

the all too familiar baritone of your husband’s voice fills in your ears, as you raise your gaze from the distance, only to watch him sulk from where he was sat upon the seat of divine foresight.

to anyone that squints, would be graced upon a phenomenon all too odd— jing yuan, one of seven arbiter generals, pouting.

“and what.. exactly makes you think so, ‘yuan?” you already knew the answer, but you still entertained the fact he was pouting, almost comically the same way yanqing does, when you deny him from making impulsive sword purchases.. or the same way mimi, your household lion, scrunches up her face and paws at your clothes when you tell her that she won't get any more snacks for the night.

said man sits up from where he's at, and abruptly makes his way down to where you're seated— at his desk. sorting through some of the things unattended earlier during his earlier escapade to fyxestroll garden.

“well.. you know.” he deadpans, staring down at you. you have to keep in a giggle, finding the way he waited so patiently for you to finish with the work at your side, almost akin to your precious lion who does the same.

you heave a sigh, but in an amused way, as you stack the last documents into a neat pile and turn in your chair, and upon being graced with your attention; your lover nearly falls dramatically into your arms.

“i can't help but think i should just hand over my resignation early. you know what, fu xuan probably saw this coming,” he fake-wails, as you caress his hair, cooing at the man who was currently at your feet.

eventually, he relents, when you tug a little hard on his fluffy white mane. “darling.. is this about cirrus?” the mere mention of the heliobus makes jing yuan glower, and you practically have to bite back your laughter at the expression, opting to clear your throat instead.

he stays silent for a second, then scrunches his face. “..absolutely not,” he retaliates in a serious tone. then, he slumps forward again, almost nuzzling into your lap as he tries to hypothesize. “it's just. i need some constructive criticism, before i actually hand over my position to someone else, you know,” he reasons, but you know better.

“right, why of course.” you humor him a little bit longer. pushing the general’s buttons has always been your favorite past time activity.

he pulls away, getting on his feet before he gathers your hands into his and gives you a solemn look. “you get me, my love. this is why we're married.”

that makes you crack a smile. jing yuan only raises a brow, but returns the smile nevertheless, a little hesitant. “yuan, i love you, but. you mean solid constructive criticism like.. i don't know, maybe it's about time you retired and took a big fat cat nap?” you suggest with a snort, and jing yuan simply huffs. (yeah, mimi definitely got the attitude from her dad).

you shake your head, dragging him to sit next to you as you elaborated. “in all seriousness.. you're not a bad general. not a bad mentor, father or husband, jing yuan. don't let that silly heliobi’s words get to your head.” the tall man, lets you cup his face, squishing his cheeks as you pepper kisses across them, as if to prove your point.

he simply gathers your form up into his arms, holding you tightly and you can't help but relax into the warmth he emits. he's truly a big cat. “you know, i’m starting to think this must be how birds that nest in your hair must feel.” you point out with a false-huff, after a minute of silence.

jing yuan chuckles at that, purposely tugging you by the waist; flush closer against his torso as he nuzzles into you— pale locks of his hair cloud your vision. “why, of course. a wise, little sparrow, you are.” he snuggles against you, golden eyes softening as they examine your reactions. “in fact, my favorite.” the baritone of his words send a pleasant wave of warmth through your body, you can feel him smile against your skin as he litters little kisses here and there.

to be fair, if you were held prisoner in his gentle yet steady hold forever, you were more than willing to be reduced to a mere bird, for eternity. okay, and maybe you would miss making snarky rebuttals at the general, but that's about it.

as you're resting yourself against him, a thought crosses your mind, and you'd bask in the silent affection but your loud thoughts cut you short. “and for the record, you still should've let me kick cirrus’s butt.” as expected, a hearty laugh booms from the man’s chest, the vibrations making your body tingle.

“i love you.” he says, practically purring, as the gigantic man nuzzles even further into the crevice of your neck, pressing yet another kiss to the spot he loves. his hair tickles your neck, but you love the familiarity of it all.

what a heavenly life you live, as the general’s personal songbird.

rensblade, 2023. please do not steal my writings or headers, i put a lot of effort into this. reblogs & comments are appreciated! pls send me asks/reqs, i write for most genshin or hsr or jjk characters as of now. thank u once again <3

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endlessskymaster · 2 months

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An often overlooked fact is that Dan Heng had the confidence to board the Luofu in his true form. Jing Yuan remained true to his promise after the Xianzhou Trailblaze quest.

#jing yuan #dan heng #dan heng imbibitor lunae #dan heng il #imbibitor lunae #jingheng #honkai star rail #luofu #xianzhou luofu

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riakisa · 1 year

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Nanook x Reader (Part 1?)

Warning! English is not my mother language so please bear with me.

If you are not yet in Xianzhou then please don’t continue reading. I don’t want to spoiler your experience.

>>I‘m pretty sure you have some questions for Kafka, don‘t you? Go ahead. We will wait here.<< answered Mr. Yang your unasked question. Following after his suggestion you go to the middle of the matrix of prescience. Kafka, by the looks of it, already awaited you. She was ready to answer your questions. But first, before everything else you had the urge to know if she was alright.

>>Don‘t worry. The Xianzhou are not harsh to their prisoners. But you seem to have a lot of questions… Why don‘t you ask me?<<

>>What did Fu Xuan see?<< you couldn‘t contain your curiosity and asked the first thing that came to you.

>>Elio said he foresaw three questions, but they would be the same in essence. If I were to hear one of them, I would then tell you the objective of this trip in all its detail. Since you asked one of the three questions, it means that everything is going smoothly. Are you ready to hear my answer?<< Kafka answered your question not yet directly, but after some time the awaited answer came. Or at least as far as that could be predicted…

>>… In the future that Elio chose, the power of The Hunt is indispensable. That‘s why the Astral Express crew had to come to the Luofu and achieve something important for the Xianzhou. You had to establish a connection with the Alliance… and that‘s why I had to trick you into coming here. I needed you to meet the Luofu‘s general in person and help him resolve the Stellaron crisis. I needed the Alliance to owe you a favor. That way, in the future, at the most critical moment, the Xianzhou will offer you their help. What do you think? Surprised? The notorious Stellaron Hunters did all that just to make you a hero of the Xianzhou… Quite the plot twist, don’t you think?<< answered Kafka your inquiries. Her typical smile, meanwhile, faltered not one second.

>> What is this future you speak of?<< came the question from you, not a second later. The curiosity in your eyes reached unprecedented hights. What would be the answer to that? Would there even be one?

>>Like I said: Elio withheld key pieces of information from me. The future holds endless possibilities. Knowing the right thing at the wrong time could spoil all our hard work. But… be aware that you hold Nanooks, The Aeon of Destructions, Attention on you. His eyes never leave your form. While the future, following that fact, vary from good to bad. The first one is more likely. The way it goes… The Aeon will want you by his side. Already at this time he gets more restless the more you are away from him and adventure about. Everytime you get a nearly fatal wound his energy frequence gets erratic and more violent.<< this time Kafka seemed to shake her head lightly. Her serious exprecion is replaced by her smile. You didn‘t even noticed that it changed in the first place… Too absorbed in her tale.

>>Nanook is…?<< you murmured. Without warning your Baton glimmered with a grey light. It seemed for a moment like you had activated your ultimate. But that was impossible… after all there was no fight to begin with. The glimmer pulsed and with every time it seemed to get stronger.

*S…. Ste….lle… Stelle….* you heard in your head. The voice was pleasantly deep. A shiver ran down your back, not a bad one either. Kafka watched the interaction with slightly dilated eyes. Her smile still in place.

>>It seems… that a certain Aeon liked to get called by you. What a surprise… Anyway… It‘s Time for me to go.<< with those last words Kafka broke the restrictions on her person and walked calmly to the end of the platform. As soon as you made the effort to follow after her, Blade lands in front of you. With a last gaze over her shoulder she lets herself fall into the abyss under the platform.

#honkai star rail #nanook #nanookxyou #obsessive thinking #obsessive Aeon #powerful Aeon #trailblazer #xianzhou #luofu #kafka honkai star rail #kafka quotes

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justsimplash · 4 months

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GUESS WHO DECIDED TO COME HOME 5 PULLS BEFORE THE 300 GUARANTEE

That's right its ya boi Yanqing! After 254 days of waiting (plus the 70 days before launch that I wanted him) he's finally here!!!

And he's cracked. Look at that crit. Amazing.

#yanqing #hsr #honkai star rail #xianzhou luofu #luofu #hsr pulls #hsr pompom #hsr crit #hoyoverse #mihoyo #hsr yanqing

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asiearts · 1 day

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Happy Anniversary HSR!! 🥳🎊🎈🎉 Here are all the characters I've drawn so far riding the Astral Express carriages, featuring a new batch~

#honkai star rail #hsr fanart #hsr art #hsr1year #hsrhbd #astral express #penacony #belobog #luofu

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criselegil · 10 months

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#tingyun #star rail #honkai star rail #honkai #luofu

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khancrackers · 1 year

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The Xianzhou Luofu (Holographic Overview)

(updated circa 5/8/2023)

#honkai star rail #hsr #star rail #xianzhou luofu #map #holographic overview #luofu #the xianzhou luofu #clearly this one is my favorite #but boy it was a pain in the ass to stitch

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prismalpink · 10 months

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Why Kafka’s Eyes May Have Looked Different Here

I’ve seen images like these floating around recently. I feel like the art direction here is intentional. Like I mentioned in my other post, Kafka already knows you somehow, and you also recognize her, so when you are alone with her in your awakening, then in this scene here, she speaks in a more sincere way with you.

We don’t know if it’s because we’re Elio’s tool, or because she had some family or friendly relationship with us in the past, but she is being real with us when we are alone definitely. She also apologizes for not having spoken to us back in the train, mentions that we “haven’t changed at all,” and is somewhat pleased if we choose to ask “Are you hurt.” Going back to that train talk, she mentions that she bided time to get arrested then talk to us according to Elio’s plan. My guess is that she wanted to appear sinister to the Astral Express crew so that we could get her tracked, cornered, then arrested to get her innocence proven. But that she and the Stellaron Hunters are not truly sinister people. I mean, Fu Xuan read her mind, and Jing Yuan could tell by intuition that Blade is not a threat either, which is why he didn’t care when he escaped. I think it’s also obvious from Silver Wolf’s new interactions with us on the train that they’re all just dorks following Elio’s plan.

#Kafka #blade #xianzhou #luofu #stellaron #stellaronhunter #stellaron hunters #honkai #honkaistarrail #honkai star rail #honkaimpact3rd #honkai kafka

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zaira555 · 9 months

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The Xianzhou Luofu

#the xianzhou luofu #xianzhou luofu #luofu #honkai star rail #honkaiposting

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red-shrimpp · 2 months

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Ngl I started playing hsr again just for him 👁️👄👁️

#drawing #digital art #illustration #digital drawing #art #honkai star rail #hsr blade #xianzhou luofu #mini comic

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wentian · 8 months

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HONKAI: STAR RAIL (Version 1.3 "Celestial Eyes Above Mortal Ruins")

"You're Dan Heng? I heard about how you parted the ancient sea in Scalegorge Waterscape. These assassins have got their work cut out for them."

#honkai: star rail #honkai star rail #bailu #dan heng #imbibitor lunae #gamingedit #hsredit #honkaiedit #hsr #star rail #my gifs #it was so cute!!!#i love their siblings energy 🥺#let's kidnap bailu and jing yuan and run away from luofu

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haunted-xander · 4 months

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The astral express will always be home

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hammysando · 4 months

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"When The Carnations Bloom" Jing Yuan x GN!Reader

AN: Here's the Arbiter General~ Felt kinda rushed at the end, but I'm more or less happy with how this came out! Once again likes and reblogs are appreciated! Don't be shy to leave a comment down below as well! <3 Reader is Gender Neutral!

Wordcount: 1.9K+ words~

Prompt: Reader has Hanahaki and hides it from everyone. (Except for Bailu.)

TW: Major character death (Reader), slight descriptions of blood.

Please read at your own risk!

More below the cut~

You were in the bathroom, throwing up those damned flowers again. They came up and out of your throat quickly and painfully, as you emptied out whatever you could. Tired, you leaned against the wall and glanced down at the bloodied and saliva-covered red carnations in your sink. Crinkling your nose up in disgust, you tried to regulate your ragged breathing by taking deep breaths. It proved to be difficult, but little by little, you calmed your erratic pulse. And little by little, the urge to break out into violent coughs ceased. Moving to get back into bed, you groaned softly as a knock sounded at the door. Vowing to murder whomever showed at your door, you wearily trudged over.

“(Name)! General is slacking off again!” A boyish voice shouted from the other side, drawing a long sigh from you. Ah, it was Yanqing.

Begrudgingly, the door swung open and you scowled slightly at the thought of having to drag Jing Yuan back to the Seat of Divine Foresight. Yanqing stood there, looking just as annoyed as you did, and the two of you shared a knowing look. The general was once again skipping out on paperwork. Stepping out in whatever you were wearing currently, you didn't care for the strange looks you garnered from your neighbors.

“Again?” You grumbled this softly, trying to ignore the flowers that started to tickle the back of your throat, just from the thought of Jing Yuan. Ah, how could you have fallen for someone so frustrating, yet so handsome?

“Again. I couldn't think of anyone to get him to do his work but you.” Yanqing said this apologetically but started to lead you away to where the general slumbered. The entire way, you grumbled about how you should start charging Jing Yuan. You were acting as his very own human alarm, after all.

The arduous journey led you straight to a certain garden. And lo and behold, the snow haired man slept soundly under an arbor of wisteria and an assortment of other flowers. You fought down the flowers that clogged your throat as your eyes found his form. Letting out a strained grunt, you stalked over to Jing Yuan, and prepared to smack him upside the head. Yanqing watched on curiously. He had seen this spectacle several times, but you seemed… Tired, to him. Less eager to smack the general. Though as soon as his thoughts started to wander, a resounding smack of skin on skin drew his light topaz colored eyes to the source.

Jing Yuan rubbed the back of his head, a relaxed and even amused smile on his face as he regarded you. Meanwhile, you frowned at him disapprovingly. It looked like a lion being scolded by a very unhappy sparrow. It was comical to any passerby, if it weren't for said lion being the General of the Xianzhou Luofu.

“Jing Yuan, how many times are you going to slack off?” You scolded him, expression softening. Ah, you could never stay mad at him. Those sincere honey eyes of his made you weak to your knees. Keeping the flower petals at bay, you simply crossed your arms and looked at him expectantly.

“Well my dear (Name)... If I didn't slack off, I wouldn't get a chance to see you everyday.” His deep voice said this with velvety smoothness as he chuckled and smiled at you fondly. “You know how boring it is to do paperwork everyday. What if I want to see my favorite-”

You flicked his forehead and sighed through your nose. His words caused the roots of the flowers in your lungs to tighten and contract. It hurt to hear those words from him. You almost wished he would stop saying such things. And to stop looking at you with such softness. Every action and look from the cloud-haired man fueled the slow agony you suffered.

“Seat of Foresight. Now.” You crossed your arm tighter as he sighed heavily and stood.

“Anything for you, little sparrow.”

The weeks passed on uneventfully, and your routine stayed the same. You coughed up those dreaded carnations, rouge color matching that of your blood. Then tiredly, you would drag Jing Yuan back to his office to fulfill his duties before going about your own day. It was troublesome at times, but it was comfortable. Admittedly, you enjoyed what little time you had with the general. After you retired from the frontlines, you gradually saw Jing Yuan less and less. This was one of the few ways you could see him still, without seeming a bother.

More weeks passed, and you seemed to grow weaker and weaker as the deep red carnations started to bloom. And yet, you couldn't bring yourself to tell anyone of your predicament. Of your beautifully cruel disease, as it destroyed you quietly. The flowers came heavily now, blooming delicately in full.

One fairy night in summer, a knock on the door sounded softly. You weren't surprised. In fact, you had expected this to happen. You see, as your condition worsened, you distanced yourself. No longer, did you go to rouse the general from his slumber. No longer did you go to the Seat of Divine Foresight at the request of Jing Yuan, only to end up playing a game of starchess with him. Honestly, you had expected him to come sooner. You opened your front door, revealing the tall man. His golden eyes looked down at you, screaming their worry despite the calm smile on his face.

“Jing Yuan.” You spoke softly, acknowledging him.

“Little Sparrow.” He acknowledged you back, dipping his head toward you.

A silence ensued as you both stood there, gazing at one another. The sun had started to die in its grave in the sky, giving way to a plum sunset. And yet, nothing was said. Eventually, when the plum shades faded into inky indigo, Jing Yuan spoke. His tone was calm, with undertones of hope.

“Will you be there to scold me tomorrow?” It was a silly question that made laughter bubble up in your throat. The petals accompanied it, however. Fighting them back, you managed to crack a smile at the general.

“I'll be there.” His smile widened and his eyes melted into pools of honey, uncontrollably fond.

“Then I shall look forward to tomorrow. Until then, Little Sparrow.”

You sobbed softly to yourself that night as the stars made their nightly travel across the dark expanses of space.

Lady Bailu frowned at you deeply, anger and sorrow pooling in her eyes. Looking ready to cry, she turned away and sniffled violently. The Vidyadhara healer had just examined your condition, and her conclusion was not a favorable one. Fists clenched, she turned back to you.

“You're going to die very soon, (Name). If you don't do something. The carnations are in full bloom.. At this rate you'll suffocate on them and-.” The tears started to slide down her cheeks as she glared up at you. Your only response was a sorrowful smile.

“I'm a coward, Lady Bailu. I could never burden Jing Yuan.” You sighed.

“Then let me treat them. Let me get rid of them for you-” You cut her off, shaking your head gently.

“And lose the ability to love? To be considered alive?” Bailu could not fight against you. Instead, Bailu sobbed into your shoulder, gripping you tightly as you bent down and gently hugged her small, quivering form. You would miss her. Miss Yanqing. Aeons, you'd even miss Fu Xuan and her nagging. And Jing Yuan and his lazing about.

The following days, you spent packing your things into boxes and labeled them with names of the ones you wanted them to go to. Your precious sword collection would go to Yanqing of course. Qingque got your prized mahjong board made from the finest jade. And Jing Yuan received the first tea set you ever got. It had been a gift from the man himself. A retirement gift, as he would have put it. You knew he'd take good care of it. Saying goodbye to these things were bittersweet. But, you couldn't bring yourself to bear your soul to Jing Yuan. And you couldn't undergo Bailu’s treatment to rid yourself of these carnations in your lungs. All living things were built to love. Platonically or not. If you lost that feeling, could you even consider yourself ‘alive’, anymore? You sighed softly as you finished the last of the box. You were certain that they would be treasured and treated well. The last thing to do, was to pen the letters.

News of your death spread through the Xianzhou Luofu like wildfire. Many were in disbelief, while some mourned for you. Jing Yuan had been shocked by this, not wanting to believe it. His footsteps echoed on the pavement of your home’s walkway. No, he needed to see you. He needed to put the worries and fears in his mind to rest. You couldn't die. You were General (Name) (Last name), the Blade Singer. The one who slayed thousands of abhorrentions of abundance. There couldn't be a possibility you had died.

The air of your home was already going stale without your presence. Though it also carried the faintest wisps of your scent. Jing Yuan’s chest tightened with pain as he stared at the boxes with names. At the letters. At you, so still in your bed. Your eyes were shut peacefully as red carnations surrounded you, in full bloom. One could almost mistake you as simply sleeping. Bailu was at your side, sobbing, along with a Yanqing who clung onto your hand, head bowed as hot tears slid down his face and hit the floor with a dull thunk.

Your funeral was one lush with flowers, and held on a day as sunny as always. The summer fairy lights seemed to gather around your starskiff, adorned with different blooms, to send you off. A silent farewell. Jing Yuan watched with unsteady honey eyes. He had lost so much already. To the point where he assumed that losing would no longer hurt him. Alas, he had been wrong. Losing you, brought an indescribable hurt to him. Chest clenching painfully, Jing Yuan excused himself soon after your funeral.

Wandering aimlessly, the General found his feet taking him to the garden you had both met in when you were young. He had fallen asleep, and you were running away from your mentor. A wistful smile found its way onto Jing Yuan’s face before he slipped a letter out of his pocket. In your handwriting, his name was penned. Jing Yuan couldn't bring himself to open it before, scared that if he acknowledged your passing, you would truly disappear from this world. But now, steeped in an indigo peace, he found the courage to open the neatly sealed envelope.

It carried your scent and your presence in every line. Every brush stroke.

To you, who I loved;

This journey has been a strange blessing and curse. Though, I would rather not have had it at all. Unfortunately, it seems unrequited love has been my undoing. I'm sure Lady Bailu has filled you in on everything… And I would like to apologize for being such a coward.

I loved you, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. Perhaps it was my own fears that stopped me. I didn't want to burden you with my feelings. But I think most importantly, I didn't want to relearn the pain of losing someone I loved. We've lost so much, Yuan. I couldn't bear to lose you too. It was my own shortcoming. And it may be selfish and too late to say now, but...

I love you, Jing Yuan.

-(Name) (Last name)

Jing Yuan traced your penmanship with his fingertips. And a single hyacinth flower fluttered from his lips.

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