LINKDING

<blockquote>When Liu Qingge is finished, he ties the end off with Shang Qinghua’s usual ribbon. He follows the gesture by patting Shang Qinghua’s shoulder. “Now I know which one you are.” Shang Qinghua chokes on a laugh. “What are you going to do when it comes out?” “I’ll just braid it again,” Liu Qingge shrugs. / in which liu qingge has prosopagnosia, and is determined to recognise shang qinghua.</blockquote> ➤ Originally read this as a threadfic, delighted to find it on ao3!

<blockquote>Liu Qingge was beautiful, and delicate, or so everyone assumed when they saw him, and he hated it. Shang Qinghua was the big, dumb packmule of An Ding. Or so Liu Qingge first assumed. But Shang Qinghua is cursed with very, very bad luck and Liu Qingge is about the only cultivator strong enough, fast enough, and resourceful enough to keep him out of harm's (or at least inconvenience's) way. When the two are assigned as mission partners, Liu Qingge steps up.</blockquote> ➤ love their dynamic in this!

<blockquote>Five times that Shang Qinghua has to save Liu Qingge's life with his dick... ...and one time that Liu Qingge returns the favor.</blockquote>