a non-exhaustive list of Jin Zixuan recs
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screechfox(Reposted because I forgot a cut and then broke the formatting.)
Because what is there to do when ill but, apparently, go through fics with Jin Zixuan tagged as a character which had his full name mentioned to pick out some stuff I liked -- Jin Zixuan is a character I don't have a great understanding of, so I'm always on the look out for stuff that I feel explores his perspective in an interesting manner!
Recs presented in no particular order except the order they ended up in in my tabs.
GEN
A Friendly Gesture by theleakypen
The last year before Jin Zixuan figures out that his father will only ever love him as an accessory to his power is also the year that he meets Luo Qingyang. For a long time, he thinks of it as the last truly happy year of his life.
This is the story of that meeting.
JIN ZIXUAN/JIANG YANLI
Like the First Magnolia of Spring by roseclaw
do you see the sunlight? by deepestbluesky
cover over your scars with other, better scars by theleakypen
"Oh, I'd like to get my hands on whoever gave you those scars," Qin Su exclaimed. "I'd take a knife to them until their back matched yours!"
"I wish you would," Jin Zixuan said, his tone so uncharacteristically bitter that Qin Su and Jin Guangyao stared. "Every one of those scars should by rights be mine."
Qin Su focuses on this, her favorite part: Jin Zixuan — Sect Leader Jin, her sister-in-law, with his powerful cultivation and his rich, dominant sect — coming open on her knife.
She penetrates Jin Zixuan’s skin near his spine with her knife tip, then draws it carefully down and towards his side, in a gradual arc. She wipes away the blood beading from the wound with the wet cloth, then draws a mirror curve from his side back toward his spine.
Because what is there to do when ill but, apparently, go through fics with Jin Zixuan tagged as a character which had his full name mentioned to pick out some stuff I liked -- Jin Zixuan is a character I don't have a great understanding of, so I'm always on the look out for stuff that I feel explores his perspective in an interesting manner!
Recs presented in no particular order except the order they ended up in in my tabs.
GEN
A Friendly Gesture by theleakypen
The last year before Jin Zixuan figures out that his father will only ever love him as an accessory to his power is also the year that he meets Luo Qingyang. For a long time, he thinks of it as the last truly happy year of his life.
This is the story of that meeting.
JIN ZIXUAN/JIANG YANLI
Like the First Magnolia of Spring by roseclaw
Jin Zixuan visits Lotus Pier to negotiate a timeline for his courting of Jiang Yanli. When the Nie show up unexpectedly and take priority, Jiang Yanli takes Jin Zixuan on a tour of her home.
fierce corpse Jin Zixuan by EHydeJin Zixuan died at Qiongqi Path. Then, Wei Wuxian brought him back. But what place does Koi Tower have for a fierce corpse?
JIN ZIXUAN/JIANG CHENGdo you see the sunlight? by deepestbluesky
The willows rustle around Jin Zixuan as he waits. There's a churning feeling in his stomach, his nervousness made physical. It can't go as poorly as his last reunion did and yet his heart pounds.
"Where are you leading me?" the familiar voice barks out. He can see the figures coming toward him. Jin Zixuan steps out of the shelter of the tree and, with faintly shaking hands, lowers his hood.
Jiang Cheng is silent for a moment, his mouth literally hanging open. A little part of Jin Zixuan crows at how silly it looks.
"Are you— How— You?" Jiang Cheng fumbles out, and then, "Why are you here?"
A Devil Cut from Gold by queerebrum"Where are you leading me?" the familiar voice barks out. He can see the figures coming toward him. Jin Zixuan steps out of the shelter of the tree and, with faintly shaking hands, lowers his hood.
Jiang Cheng is silent for a moment, his mouth literally hanging open. A little part of Jin Zixuan crows at how silly it looks.
"Are you— How— You?" Jiang Cheng fumbles out, and then, "Why are you here?"
Jiang Cheng should probably have known at this point, when he had to adjust his own dick in his pants, and was suddenly thinking about Jin Zixuan’s dick, that something was not right about this situation.
But then, maybe he should have known that from the moment he walked into the goddamn room.
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Jin Zixuan needs help with....something. Jiang Yanli asks her brother to come help. Jiang Cheng is somewhere between horny and homicidal.
(you bought a bugatti) so you could flex by poefucker (drbubblegum)But then, maybe he should have known that from the moment he walked into the goddamn room.
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Jin Zixuan needs help with....something. Jiang Yanli asks her brother to come help. Jiang Cheng is somewhere between horny and homicidal.
Jiang Cheng rips his eyes away from the curl of Jin Zixuan's lips to give the car another look and prowl closer to it. "Bugatti Centodieci. Sixteen-cylinder engine, 1600 horsepower, and zero-to-sixty in under two-and-a-half seconds." He flicks his eyes back to Jin Zixuan, who fucking preens with the attention.
"You know how I love it when you recite Car and Driver to me, A-Cheng."
"And still in the factory paint."
Jin Zixuan's expression sours.
JIN ZIXUAN/JIN GUANGYAO/QIN SU"You know how I love it when you recite Car and Driver to me, A-Cheng."
"And still in the factory paint."
Jin Zixuan's expression sours.
cover over your scars with other, better scars by theleakypen
Then
"Oh, I'd like to get my hands on whoever gave you those scars," Qin Su exclaimed. "I'd take a knife to them until their back matched yours!"
"I wish you would," Jin Zixuan said, his tone so uncharacteristically bitter that Qin Su and Jin Guangyao stared. "Every one of those scars should by rights be mine."
Now
Qin Su focuses on this, her favorite part: Jin Zixuan — Sect Leader Jin, her sister-in-law, with his powerful cultivation and his rich, dominant sect — coming open on her knife.
She penetrates Jin Zixuan’s skin near his spine with her knife tip, then draws it carefully down and towards his side, in a gradual arc. She wipes away the blood beading from the wound with the wet cloth, then draws a mirror curve from his side back toward his spine.
