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This guy,,,,
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For You, Your Highness
(or how one sword made its way to Hua Cheng's armory)
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i forgor to post this here orz
But hey!! Im posting this fic that's been in my drafts for years!Luo Binghe meets Hua Cheng in the abyss!
Canon typical-violence! Poor heartbroken lotus!https://archiveofourown.org/works/83986271/chapters/221423636
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happy fic-versary to me! :3 one year ago, i pressed the 'post'-button on ao3 to share a silly, self-indulgent story i wrote for fun, and after that.... well, you can click the link and see xdd archiveofourown.org/users/alunal... #tgcf #hualian #xielian #huacheng
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Happy birthday Xie Lian🌸✨ I offered one simple paint of Hualian for his BD❤ #XieLian #tgcf #hualian #danmei #mxtx #dianxia #谢怜0715生日快乐 #0715谢怜生日快乐 #huacheng #天官赐福
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Happy birthday Hua Cheng// San lang 🎂🍰 A higher-resolution version is available on my Patreon & kofi. #huacheng #tgcf #天官赐福 #花城0610生日快乐 #0610花城生日快乐 #HeavenOfficialsBlessing
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CW: Adult content
….. long time heres art lol #hualian #hualesbians #xielian #huacheng #tgcf
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#TGCFCloneWeek - "imperfection"
Hua Cheng pokes at the clone standing before him. He has to get this design right before he wears it to greet Xie Lian! He's erased his various imperfections - his missing eye, his death scar, the way he towers over Xie Lian - but this "San Lang" is still far from ready.
"Fingertips," he orders. The clone obediently shows its hands. Yes, he has unique fingerprints. Just checking.
"Hair," he says. The clone turns around, and Hua Cheng inspects its ponytail. Nothing is out of place or ghost-like.
So why does he still feel unprepared? Or perhaps the better question is: will he ever feel prepared to meet his god?
Hua Cheng sighs and considers starting over.
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CW: Shirtless merman (it's Hua Cheng)
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xxx bubble-butt twink gets gloryholed by hung tatted-up sugar daddy xxx STREAM FREE ONLINE NOW CLICK HERE xxx
✍️ fic by #pengiesama🕳️ #TianGuanCiFu
🕳️ #HuaCheng / #XieLian
🕳️ 6k, explicit, post canon
🕳️ XL gets stuck in a hole
🕳️ HC doesn't fuck him!
🕳️ So he uses his words -
CW: Adult content
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Relaxing moments with Hua Cheng 🦋
(I drew him again because I didn't like the previous one hahaha).
#HuaCheng #TGCF #HeavenOfficialsBlessing #illustration #fanart #traditionalart #MastoArt #artistsonmastodon
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CW: suicidal ideation
It isn't until many years later that the boy who was once known as Hong Hong'er realises this, but the difference between intention and action is everything.
He's ten years old, climbing up the wall, step by angry step, and every voice in his ears, every body that pushes against him, every smell that assaults his nose, the sight of every human face and body, beautiful or ugly, all serve only to increase his rage. He wants to cause them all pain and suffering, equal to the amount he has had inflicted upon him in his short life.
And he wants out of that life. He is done. Ten years is enough to know that the world is not worth living in, and the only motivation to stay alive even for another second is to cause the greatest amount of pain to the greatest number of people.
He's at the top of the wall, ascending the last step. The wall is seven steps wide for his small body, enough for two or three people to push past each other. Right now, there is a line of people eagerly peering over the edge, cheering on the grand parade, and others behind them are shoving their way in for a look.
He is small. He slips between people, under a pair of legs, and in just a few short steps, he is peering over the wall too.
Between one breath and the next, his intentions, his anger, his determination to cause pain, all melt away.
Beauty, embodied in the form of one young man, replaces it all. The Prince, dancing with his sword, light as a feather, strong as a mountain, ribbons flowing from his hair, his royal garments spinning with him, takes the young boy's whole mind and heart in the flash of an instant.
There is no more anger, no desire for death or pain, not now. There is only love and worship.
"I wish he was my wife," the boy thinks, not even daring to breathe. He cannot move, standing suspended between his birth and his destiny.
A sudden shove as people behind him jostle for position.
He falls screaming through the air.
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#FanPrompt #TGCF #HuaCheng
LeftoversIt starts with children. Of course it does. Hua Cheng, new-minted Supreme, is wary of everyone, but this little group of ghost children, running and hiding from older, more powerful adults (ghosts or cultivators, who cares?) tap at something deeply rooted within him.
These children are the dregs of society, the leftovers, the unwanted ones who found no guiding star as he did, who could not (for whatever reason) survive in circumstances that no child should ever have to survive in. And even in death they are still pursued, with no safe place to stay.
“Stand behind me,” he says, drawing E’ming and stepping forth.
After a moment, those pursuing the children are no longer a threat, and he turns back to the little huddled group, clinging together as they watch the violence enacted in their defence with wide eyes.
“Come with me,” Hua Cheng says, “and we’ll find somewhere you can be safe.”