I've been writing for a while, and I don't feel like it's super useful to list my fic chronologically or purely by fandom. Here I've sorted it into a few themes & catetories. Currently under construction, not everything's here yet. You can also read all of my fic on AO3.
Jin Ling has always carried his father’s sword. Once, though, he asked his uncle how to wield a blade like Hensheng. “It is your good fortune," Jin Guangyao had said, “that you’ll only ever need to wield an honest blade.”
And yeah, Suihua’s good. Like a story — like his father.
But Hensheng’s not a story. Hensheng is the reality he’s left with.
Jin Ling takes up Hensheng, wraps it around his waist. Let everyone think he destroyed it. Let them think all his love for his uncle was wiped away. Hensheng was always meant to be worn in secret anyway.
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