Chufei Stories

Taxian-jun stares above at the canopy as he lays shocked still in the bed of silken sheets inside the Red Lotus Pavillon, he feels his bitter undead heart pound against his ribs like wild wraith butterflies- feasting on his bones and nipping his skin. The emperor feels as though he had been submerged into some twisted dream, mocking him of realities he could never be granted even if the world was at the palm of his hands. The body that would go frozen at Taxian-jun's faintest touch even in his deep slumber, unconsciously curling in on himself as though his thin skin was a thick shell that could protect him from this dog of an emperor, turns. That slim pale wrist, stained with raw red marks reaches out in his sleep, his cold elegant face that usually holds a guarded expression contorts in confusion, the tension between his eyebrows only leaves once his cold slender hands grasps at Taxian-jun's sleeping robe, burrowing himself to his side as if expecting to be pulled closer, to be embraced. Chu Wanning lets out a soft sigh of relief, "Mo Ran." (In which Chu Wanning wakes up beside Taxian-jun in their past life.) CONTENT WARNINGS: Some Explicit Language Mentions of Past Dub-Con Implied Reference of Past Abuse Mentions of Major Character Death

Author: Émilie / piranhahahahaha (AO3, Twitter/X) Genre: Fanfiction (The Husky and his white cat shizun), Romance, Fantasy. Rating: K Characters: Taxian-jun, Chu Wanning Pairings: Taxian-jun x Chu Fei Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me. Summary: Taxian-jun had always convinced himself, during their time at Wushan Palace, there would surely be some days when they got along with each other and their relationship targeted the highest peaceful level. However, neither could he remember nor recall the memory of that time. Memory was like smoke, which was light and seemed to fade and disappear into eternity whenever he lost his attention. A/N: The fanfiction was created for Anon. Thanks for your donation for @/2haAction (X/Twitter).