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#𝙳𝙰𝙽𝙼𝙴𝙸 🔞 ( ʀᴇᴀᴅ 2 / 5 ) ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁 & 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
ꜰʀᴀᴄᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ ɴᴏᴏᴋ
Joined July 2025
⠀⠀⠀.︎ ︎.⠀⠀⠀ *:･ﾟ❅ 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸 .⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹. ⠀⠀⠀
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .“Your Gongzi has a big everything.” . He teased, watching as Qinghua played with his hands. They were scared from being nicked by arrows, and calloused from sword training. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
“I 𝘢𝘮 with you.”. Shang Qinghua holds up Xiao Chiye's hand, pressing his own hand onto it. Thoroughly amused by the size difference. “Won't you look at that, ah! Gongzi has such big hands!” He swoons, fingers curling to lace their fingers together.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .Against this, he was powerless and despised it. “This is no dream. Stay with me Qinghua.” .︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .Xiao Chiye touched his forehead and grew concerned by the temperature. He hated seeing others sick, he couldn’t fight an illness away. On the battlefield, he was a wolf. Brutal and ruthless. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
“S'wrong,” he mumbles. “I drank blood before. Made me feel all better. but it also left a. haha. fuck, what do I know?”. He sniffles, leaning against Xiao Chiye. “I think I'm just dreaming. Tell me I'm dreaming, gongzi.”. His body only grows warmer the longer he remains ——.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .“I will stay, till you are better. Gongzi even brought you soup.” . He gestured to the meal on the tray, if Qinghua was feeling up for it. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .“Blood is not a recommended treatment when sick~ perhaps when you are better.”. He said with a velvety voice into the shell of Qinghua’s ear. Letting other play with his hand all he wanted. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
“Aiya, now I'm curious as to what gongzi's blood might taste like, haha. ”. Obviously out of it. He gently takes Xiao Chiye's hand, fingers tracing the lines of his palm. “You. are you gonna stay here? Even though I'm sick like this?”.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .“Not your Gongzi. My blood is filled with fangs and spears. Even illnesses are scared.” . He nuzzled into the side of Qinghua’s hair and kissed his temple. The meaning of a protagonist’s halo going over his head. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
“You got a protagonist's halo, or something. ?” He mumbles, his hands resting over Xiao Chiye's arms. “Everyone gets sick. Gongzi is human too. ”. Another sneeze.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .“I’m immune to getting sick.” He teased and wrapped arms around Qinghua and kissed his neck. Many would believe this was true. The young wolf had been blessed by the gods from illness. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
“Gongzi might get sick,” he replies stuffily, grimacing at the bitter aftertaste of the medicine. “Just—” He sneezes. “You can sit over there. somewhere. ”. And he gestures to the piles of scrolls and whatnot on the tables and chairs. Definitely no place to sit.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .The thighs squeezed around Qinghua’s smaller frame to keep him upright, until the medicine was finish. “Would you like to have Gongzi as a pillow?” .︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
In any other normal circumstance, Shang Qinghua would've [censored] the [censored] out of [censored] being trapped between such godly thighs. Very huggable, very peerless. But he's sick physically and not sick in the head at the moment, so he complies and takes small sips.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .Xiao Chiye used the chance to slide in behind Qinghua, resting them in his lap. Trapped between two powerful thighs. He grabbed the medicine bottle, and slowly brought it up to his lips. “Small sips, Gongzi has you.”.︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
“Aiya, fine, fine! I'll drink the rest on my own!”. He goes into another coughing fit, doing his best to sit up. His body is practically screaming at him as he rises, making him wince.
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RT @qjjbot: The fangs of the Libei wolf pup were sharp, but they had never bitten such a neck before; never such a man.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .Xiao Chiye lingered afterwards before pulling back. The taste of the medicine on his tongue— though he hardly minded. “Will you drink the rest on your own?” .︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
“What are you— mmph!”. The herbal bitterness of the medicine slides down his throat, the taste mingling with the sweetness of Xiao Chiye's mouth.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .“Hard way it is then.” . Xiao Chiye took a sip of the medicine and then grabbed Qinghua by the chin. Kissing him to use his lips as a spoon for the bitter tonic. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
“I don't want it,” he grouses, bad-tempered. A pause, before he adds, “it's too bitter, gongzi.”.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .“You can sleep after you drink this.” . He held out the medicine bottle one of the servants had given him. Clearly their words that Qinghua was difficult when sick rang true. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
“Fuck if I know,” he groans, his skin feverish and warm to the touch. “M'head hurts. Lemme close my eyes for just a second, gongzi. ” The words are followed by a small fit of coughs, making the peak lord curl up.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .He sat down on the side of the bed, setting the tray on a table. Wiggling his fingers under the blanket to brush Qinghua’s hair. “You going to take your medicine the good way, or hard way?” .︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
“. mn. ”. He stays put right underneath the blankets, refusing to move even an inch— the only sign of life being small, muffled sniffles.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .Barges in with a swift kick to the door. Holding a tray for soup and water. “Time to get up, Gongzi is here to take care of you.” .︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
<—— reduced to a sick, sniffling mess, hiding under thick blankets and coughing. An Ding Peak operations will resume tomorrow— kindly do not send in too many requests at this time!.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .WOOF .︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
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RT @qjjbot: The anxiety that had weighed on Shen Zechuan for days dispersed, just a touch, in Xiao Chiye’s arms.
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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ .“And what ways are those, I’m curious.” . He pulled down on Qinghua’s robes, making the buttons pop open so he kiss at his collarbone. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎.
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