Random Tweets From HSR Men + My Oc At The End

Random tweets from HSR men + my oc at the end

These are really fun to make

Actual roman epitaph for a dog

Pairing: Jing Yuan x GN!Reader

Content: slight angst, reader is cursed to be a sparrow

What had begun as an endearing little moment between the General and a sparrow had begun to be a routine soon after. Soft little feathers would brush up against his cheek as the little bird passed from one shoulder to the other underneath this thick hair, telling him stories in sweet little chirps, sometimes sad, but most times it sounded like any other sparrow call.

He had begun to miss his lover dearly, and he feared the worst may have struck them. Day in and out he was all ears and eyes for the sights of them, for the smallest of traces that could give way to their status, and silently he prayed to whoever was listening - please, let them live. Sighing, he’d turn to the little ball of fluffed feathers that perched on his shoulder, tilting its head side to side, silently asking him why he stopped giving it the attention it wanted. He gives it a smile, a tired curl of his lips that seems to catch the attention of the bird as it hopped closer to his face.

Being none the wiser, Jing Yuan would extend one finger for the bird to climb onto, bringing it closer to his face once it did and gently, until he could land one quick kiss to the top of its head. It didn’t fly away, but instead pecked his lips in return, causing the General to let out a husky chuckle, droopy golden eyes looking down at the mischievous creature. “Someone is surely feeling energetic this morning, I’m glad one of us is..” he trailed off, and his smile no longer reached his eyes. He was alone in the Seat of Divine Foresight. Not a soul in sight, and even the guards that would usually stand on each side of the door had been ordered to stay out - Jing Yuan couldn’t bear for his men to see him physically droop. He had an image to uphold. But, oh, how he missed them..

As he lowered his hand, the sparrow was prompted to stir the air with its little wings and search for purchase on his shoulder once more, hopeless to comfort him. If only he knew the bird on his shoulder would not live for much longer.. If only he knew the traces of his lover he's so diligently looking for are right under his nose...

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Read IHNMAIMS and it scratched my brain so good.

Might fuck around and write more OC lore (watch me disappear into a black hole)

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