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"What are you drawing, Ziliang?"

Send me "What are you drawing?" for my characters reaction to yours catching mine sketching them.

Oops.

He placed the sketchbook aside, hiding it with an oversized sleeve. “Huh? Nothing... I was just... thinking of what to draw” He feigned innocence.

#imperialbabysitter #{ innocently obsessing over bro }#{ this can't be healthy }#imperial-babysitter

♣:Here, have a not so regular (maybe even a dirty one) text message. (context because I legit just saw this.)

[text]: i miss ur dick

[text]: fuck

[text]: that was not for you lmao oops my b

[text]: don't freak out okay

#imperialbabysitter #v; giving peace a chance #[#on mobile still uGH but here u go lmao #bless #]

A Virtuous Snake

Though the ceasefire between kingdoms kept fresh blood from being spilled upon the battlefields, the political arena was filled with turmoil. Once more, Zhuge Liang found himself making a personal visit to the court of Jin to make sure that nothing wrong happened in the temporary alliance. He would be lying if he denied the fact that each visit left a bitter taste in his mouth; the usurious snakes of the Sima clan had shown their fangs by ousting their lord, and here he was, expected to work for a noble cause alongside traitors.

Yet there was nothing to do but move forward. If his calculations were correct, this uneasy truce would buy the Kingdoms of Wu and Shu enough time to strengthen their forces. Further stratagems would have to wait, however. The people still needed time to grieve.

Seeking to unburden his mind, Kongming left the main chambers and entered a lonesome courtyard, along with an armed guard. It was one of many courtyards, but it was beautiful all the same. The afternoon sky completed the scene - a stark blue sky surrounding the ever-shining sun.

“Some things never change. I suppose the sun will rise again, tomorrow,” he thought.

As he sat on a stone bench, he came to realize that he was not alone. There was a young boy close by, busying himself with brush and paper. His clothes were far more regal than those of a young scribe-in-training and Zhuge Liang surmised that this boy was of noble lineage. Perhaps, even one of Sima Yi’s children.

Kongming watched, silent, waiting to see what he would do.

#imperialbabysitter #here's the starter! :D #apologies for the wait #and the length #XD

"I have a confession. I am afraid of storms." [because why not?]

“You are?” He grinned and then laughed slightly “Man that’s so lame.”

#this is really late but sorry #imperialbabysitter

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My character has accidentally taken a potion turning them into a child, with no recollection of adulthood. Send ☃ for them bumping into your character while in this state.

"And what exactly do you want?" He crossed his arms, tapping his foot up and down impatiently. Not that the two had been in the same room for long - just a couple of seconds, but ‘The Chosen One’ had already run out of patience."Mother is not in this strangers office." He was still not sure why he was in some unknown office.

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"Then have someone else make it… because I can’t feel my legs… and you know you do. Like a brother of sorts."

"Of sorts." He sighed. "I'll send someone to prepare your breakfast."

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The marquis was humming to himself idly as he wandered towards his brother's room, deciding that he had been away for far too long and perhaps it was time to check on the older man, albeit on the account of avoiding his wife at all costs- he still didn't feel comfortable around the woman.

The thought was cast aside as he knocked the door lightly, waiting for a moment before he slightly opened the door, leaning slightly to browse the room for the object of his subtle obsession.

"So how is the new groom doing~?"