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farsickness2021-03-12 09:39 am
jiangzaid) wrote in farsickness2021-03-12 09:39 am
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Open! Catch-all is for March
WHO: Xue Yang and open!
WHEN: March
WHAT: Frolicking! Training new wolf pup! Meditating! Poking around town!
WHERE: Gazin
WARNINGS: None come to mind! Any thread that needs a warning will get one in the subject line.
Meditating: [ Semi closed to anyone who happens to be around his house. ]
As he does every day since learning how, Xue Yang settles down in the morning light and focuses on his core. He's noticed the difference in himself since Zichen had taken the time to properly teach him - his concentration is sharper, he has less nervous energy, and his core looks and feels much stronger, less chaotic underneath the outer layer that is just him. Zichen says he doesn't hate that bright layer of chaos, because it's his personality, and anything his A-Lan doesn't hate can't be bad. His precious little squirrel is curled up with him too, taking a nap in his tunic for the moment. Always just for a moment.
Wolf training/frolicking:
Rescuing the young wolf pup from an odd trap had both pissed him off and worried him, but he couldn't find any injuries so simply fussed over and fed the pup. Only to find himself essentially be adopted by the pup - maybe another orphan? He hasn't seen much in the way of wolves here. But this one has a sweet, if mischievous, personality and it makes him laugh as they start to playfully chase each other.
As the days pass though, he gently sets to teaching the intelligent creature a few things. Rewarding as needed, careful scolding also as needed - no abuse, just enforcing correcting behavior. He refuses to harm any child. And eventually, when the black pup with white muzzle and socks feels like it, they walk side-by-side, cute little ears pricked at him with frequent swiveling and nose twitching at new sounds and scents.
Going for a ride!
After that cold winter, his poor horse needs a good ride! So of course he obliges, leaping into the stallion's saddle and grinning gleefully as the strong muscles bunch before they shoot off in what looks like a wild gallop - but there is no danger. His stallion is a protective mountain of teeth and hooves when he's threatened, and they've learned how to move together. Even when the horse chooses to slow down a bit just to give his hind quarters a good kick, Xue Yang manages to stay in the saddle (mostly by throwing his arms down around the strong neck and tightening his legs) but he doesn't get kicked off.
Market/Around town
He makes a strange sight some days, animals (horse led by reigns, little black squirrel perched either on Xue Yang's shoulder or on the saddle, and now the little wolf pup trotting along with them) at his side when he comes in for supplies. But he loves it, even grinning cheerfully at the stares they get until those he's made friends with laugh and any tension eases.
So he gathers supplies - food and medicines as needed - and takes down any new orders for the forge people stop him to place and describe, and tucks them all way in the saddle bags his sweet stallion has agreed to carry for him.
WHEN: March
WHAT: Frolicking! Training new wolf pup! Meditating! Poking around town!
WHERE: Gazin
WARNINGS: None come to mind! Any thread that needs a warning will get one in the subject line.
Meditating: [ Semi closed to anyone who happens to be around his house. ]
As he does every day since learning how, Xue Yang settles down in the morning light and focuses on his core. He's noticed the difference in himself since Zichen had taken the time to properly teach him - his concentration is sharper, he has less nervous energy, and his core looks and feels much stronger, less chaotic underneath the outer layer that is just him. Zichen says he doesn't hate that bright layer of chaos, because it's his personality, and anything his A-Lan doesn't hate can't be bad. His precious little squirrel is curled up with him too, taking a nap in his tunic for the moment. Always just for a moment.
Wolf training/frolicking:
Rescuing the young wolf pup from an odd trap had both pissed him off and worried him, but he couldn't find any injuries so simply fussed over and fed the pup. Only to find himself essentially be adopted by the pup - maybe another orphan? He hasn't seen much in the way of wolves here. But this one has a sweet, if mischievous, personality and it makes him laugh as they start to playfully chase each other.
As the days pass though, he gently sets to teaching the intelligent creature a few things. Rewarding as needed, careful scolding also as needed - no abuse, just enforcing correcting behavior. He refuses to harm any child. And eventually, when the black pup with white muzzle and socks feels like it, they walk side-by-side, cute little ears pricked at him with frequent swiveling and nose twitching at new sounds and scents.
Going for a ride!
After that cold winter, his poor horse needs a good ride! So of course he obliges, leaping into the stallion's saddle and grinning gleefully as the strong muscles bunch before they shoot off in what looks like a wild gallop - but there is no danger. His stallion is a protective mountain of teeth and hooves when he's threatened, and they've learned how to move together. Even when the horse chooses to slow down a bit just to give his hind quarters a good kick, Xue Yang manages to stay in the saddle (mostly by throwing his arms down around the strong neck and tightening his legs) but he doesn't get kicked off.
Market/Around town
He makes a strange sight some days, animals (horse led by reigns, little black squirrel perched either on Xue Yang's shoulder or on the saddle, and now the little wolf pup trotting along with them) at his side when he comes in for supplies. But he loves it, even grinning cheerfully at the stares they get until those he's made friends with laugh and any tension eases.
So he gathers supplies - food and medicines as needed - and takes down any new orders for the forge people stop him to place and describe, and tucks them all way in the saddle bags his sweet stallion has agreed to carry for him.
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And the idea of throwing him away is met with a longer, harder kiss. Zichen gasps when it ends, resting against the other man.
"I won't throw you away."
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The harder kiss makes him mew, eyes fluttering closed. He tucks his face in against his husband's neck when it breaks, lips tingling. He finds himself smiling at the promise.
"You proved that already, love."
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"As you are now, you cannot lose us. We would only distance ourselves from you if you changed." he falls silent at the next kiss, losing himself in the petal softness of his A-Yang's lips. Then they are tucked even closer and he pants for breath, flushed.
"Only a fool would throw away a treasure. I've been a fool and I won't make that mistake again."
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Xue Yang goes limp under his husband's touch, curled up against him just the way he likes. "I'll fight to keep you." But he also recognizes one thing, and another huff escapes. "But even if this place takes you from me...know that I won't change who I've become." Not even just because doing any less would hurt his daozhangs' memory. But because he likes who he's become.
He smiles into the next kiss and nuzzles their lips together even when it breaks, delighting in that panting for breath and rather pretty flush.
"You are no fool. We've both learned our lessons on what matters."
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"Who will you fight?" he murmurs affectionately, breathing a kiss against the shell of Xue Yang's ear, "You should be proud of yourself and there is no reason to cut that short, love. Whether I'm here or not, I am pleased with your decisions."
More than pleased. The nuzzling sends little shivers across his skin and he smiles shyly.
"My A-Yang matters to me. My Xingchen does too." he glances down, cheeks reddening, "My family is small, but they are mine."
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"Anyone I need to," he mock growls, though he's serious. The kiss to his ear makes him shiver and snuggle in again. He flushes at being told anyone, let alone someone as good as Zichen, is pleased with his choices.
"A family doesn't have to be big, A-Lan. Ours is strong and good." He nuzzles a flushed cheek, occasionally pressing a kiss to dark skin.
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"Our relationship is built on love and trust. You cannot find a sturdier foundation." he buries a hand on his beloved's hair, "I will fight for you too. I will fight for your peace and your freedom. Who you were before has perished."
His eyes close under the affection and his breathing hitches.
"We can discuss new names, if you like, for when we return?"
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Xue Yang hums in agreement, purring under the gentle hand in his hair. He wraps his arms tighter around Zichen, warmed by that fierce, answering defense.
The suggestion has him blink and tilt his head. "Names? What are you thinking?"
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"Anything that you like. You are welcome to take my name or Xingchen's or you can find one of your own. That way the name won't be associated with your past deeds."