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Prettiest flower!! I have a request for something fluffy can you believe it or not!!! Let's just say the brain has been very mean to me lately and everyone deserves some loving words of affirmation. (I was gonna request a Honkai character but I can't remember if you've played it)

Dragon Zhongli because yes!! Loving doting dragon man loving his mate, possibly yummy foods and cuddles included?

Enjoy🫶

To be loved

Evenings glow settles into your shared bedroom, softening harsh edges. Buried beneath the duvet, you're warm. Safe, comfortable.

You'd been hidden away all day, despite your lovers insistance on getting up early. He had been draping himself in elegant fabrics and jewels, offering a variety for you to wear too.

You'd waved it off, allowing him to attend his tea party in peace. He'd been visiting the adepti.

Now, much later in the day, you could hear his return. Marked by the creaking of the front door, followed by gentle foot steps and chiming jewels.

"are you still in bed, love?"

You peek up from beneath your tomb of choice, "yes, why?"

Zhongli shakes his head, giving you a concerned look. Walking over he urges you up, easing you into a sitting position.

"can i brush your hair?"

His request is simple, and truly your hair was a mess. So you consent with ease, going to sit by the vanity, "yeah, I'd like that."

He hums in acknowledgement, following behind you. The vanity is littered with trinkets, all shades of gold and lapis, you also see your birthstone littered amongst his jewelry. Likely intended for you to wear.

He picks up traditional comb, carved with lotus flowers and inlaid with mother of pearl. As he begins the first stroke, he murmurs softly, "you are beautiful."

You furrow your brows at him in the mirror, cheeks a little warm from the compliment, but not wanting to offend him if you refuted.

You didn't believe him, but still you said, "thank you..."

As he lifts passes the comb through your hair, each stroke comes with an affirmation.

"you are strong."

"you are kind."

"you are loved."

"you are precious."

By the end you're tearing up, a little overwhelmed by his easy deliverance of such words. The things you'd been doubting, the things you still don't quite believe.

You can see his tail flick a little when he notices, but still he diligently combs your hair and lavishes you with gentle compliments.

Once your hair is tidy, he sets down the comb and gathers you into his arms. Kissing your forehead he murmurs, "I've chosen a exemplary mate, i want to help you really, truly believe that."

You sniffle into his chest, now crying a bit more freely as you admit, "it's been hard, 'li."

"i know love, i know."

He rubs your back soothingly, before gathering you into his arms. Carrying you back towards the lush bed, he murmurs to you, "let me hold you for awhile, we can get your favorite snacks later."

All you can do is nod in agreement, clinging to him as you settle in for a gentle night.

Tags!

@pixieskie @perfectlyrainycherryblossom @ephemeralapotheosis

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HEY THERE!!!!

Sooo, I was thinking and wanna know your thoughts about what are genshin men insecure about their bodies? Scars, height, weight, colors, shapes etc etc (sfw and/or nsfw)

What does their s/o unintentionally do that reassures them?

My personal favorites are Tighnari, Kaveh and Diluc. But feel free to choose whoever you want!!!

Thanks a lot!! 💕

Oh my goodness this is cute!! Of course I'll do all the boys mentioned<33 spare me for kaveh and tighnari, its my first time writing them😭 i hope you enjoy! Short and sweet<33

Cw/tw: nsfw mentions, Scars, trauma, insecurities

Tighnari

- i imagine he has scars left after being struck by lightning, and that he can be self concious of them

- i think he may also sometimes be a little insecure about his height, since he's rather short

- you pressing kisses to the edges of his scars that peek out often remind him that the marks don't bother you

- honestly, i personally think lightning scars are quite pretty, aside from the painful reminder they can serve. If you ever off handedly mention that, perhaps the morning after while tracing them, i think his cheeks would be positively glowing as he processed they didn't impact your view of him

- on his height, I don't think its something that would truly bother him much, but he'd definitely be internally happy about grabbing things from higher shelves for you

- unfortunate side effect if your both short: you now need a tall friend to reach the uppermost cupboards, a foot stool, or just plain not use them

Kaveh

- all i know is that he gives pretty boyfriend vibes

- he might be tall, and buff from swinging around the claymore, but mans enjoys his self-care

-probably a bit insecure about the scars/callouses littering his hands from time spent training

- also from what i know of him, which is VERY little, i get the impression he cares about how others view him, and can be sensitive about his outward appearance

- will be beyond happy to hear any compliments you give him, regardless of if they're about his appearance or something else

- when it comes to you telling him how pretty/attractive he is though, the words soothe any small anxieties he might have about himself

- headcanon that he's rather pale for a sumeru citizen due to him spending so much time indoors drafting blueprints and such, and may also find this to be an insecurity

- it's hard to not quite fit in, i dunno how you would soothe this worry unintentionally but if you reassure him when he voices them, I'm pretty sure you'd be stuck with him forever

Diluc

-another pale boi™, but this time because he's largely nocturnal

- probably secretly worries he'd intimidate you tbh, like he's rather tall & buff and he knows he can have a grumpy expression unintentionally

-or maybe worry about accidentally hurting you (*cough* trauma *cough*)

- smiles a little whenever you come up excitedly to show him something, you being so happy to seek him out reassures him that no, he didn't scare you (especially not, judging by that flower crown you'd placed on his head once)

- prefers to give compliments imo, but is secretly pleased whenever you voice how attractive/pretty/handsome he is (probably gloats about it a little tbh lol)

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Good morning, ilayda. This is my third and final Gaming request for the day. Please kindly consider this Gaming hurt/comfort request: Gaming and Reader have been betrothed ever since they were kids and Gaming makes it a point to visit Reader during the weekends. During his most recent visit, Gaming finds Reader being rather distant. Rather confused, he inquires around the village and finds out about the rumors about him and Yun Jin getting closer and Reader was expecting him to break off the betrothal to be with her. Gaming hurries back to Reader to assure her that he has no intention of annulling the betrothal. Please also kindly take as long as you need with this request; I have no qualms in waiting. Furthermore, by no means feel obligated to prioritize this request over your other requests

I've seen all your requests and man, i sure hope I'm doing your boy gaming justice as i chip away at these

Cw/tw; none!! Expect lots of fluff, headcanon-ish format, the hurt/comfort is very mild tbh, it's 2:30am here so yeah take this with that warning

🌱. Gaming had come back from another trip in the harbour, gifts in hand and excited to tell you all about the people he's seen and the places he's been

🌱. But... You seemed off. Normally, he'd expect open arms and warm hugs, maybe even a kiss on the cheek (definitely a kiss on the cheek,) instead though, you were... Quiet, distant

🌱. So, he did what anyone in his situation would do. He started to ask the aunties and uncles why you seemed so different, asking everyone he could about the matter

🌱. One aunty held the awnser to his plight, she'd overheard you talking about how gaming was getting closer to this girl by the name "yunjin"

🌱. Worse still, the aunty informed him everyone thought he'd break off the engagement

🌱. Interrupting her mid sentence, gaming holds up a hand, "sorry aunty but i gotta go! I'll hear the rest of your story later!"

🌱. And he was off, running like his life depended on it back towards your house. Never in a million years would he dream of breaking this engagement, you were the best thing to happen to him

🌱. Upon opening the door, you're greeted by a very frazzled gaming. His chestnut hair in a disarray and his clothes all unkempt. Before you could fully close the door on him with some uttered excuse, gaming had his foot in the door, keeping it open

🌱. "Y/n! Wait! Just hear me out, okay?"

🌱. You eye him warily but you do wait, you owed him at least that much

🌱. "Listen, i know you'd heard how I've gotten close with another girl recently, but i promise it's not what you think! She's a performer, too! She sings opera and i just thought she could teach me some useful tricks... Regardless, my point is that you're wayyyyy more important to me! You're like my heart! So please, let me in?"

🌱. He was giving you his best puppy eyes, and while you were still doubtful you opened the door.

🌱. Immediately you were swallowed in the soft scent of his clothes, strong arms holding you in a hug. Melting into him, you sniffle softly, "I thought you were gonna leave me, i didn't know what I'd do with myself"

🌱. "Nonsense, I'm never leaving, not even in a gajillion years! So cheer up, y/n"

🌱. Spends the rest of the evening/night holding you and doing his best to soothe any worries you have bottled up, his hands gently rubbing your back and occasionally pressing little kisses to your face

🌱. Genuinely, you're stuck with him for as long as you'll have him

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Just a blurb

If you stared a little too long, you'd see the pink dusting xiao's cheeks, rosy from the cold. He's smiling at you, soft and barely there, and you can't help but smile back.

"it suits you."

He tilts his head in inquiry, "what does?"

"being happy. You look lovely when you smile."

Your simple statement is enough to reduce him to a blushing mess, cheeks pink and eyes cast aside.

"...ou."

"what was that?"

"..thank you," he murmurs, uncharacteristically soft with his words. You don't really understand why he's so flustered, what you said had been true. After all the suffering he's endured, he still smiles so prettily.

You tell him that, too.

His ears are pink and he refuses to look towards you now.

That's okay, though, because when he turns around with that pretty smile of his, you give him one back.

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Favourite person

Raphael x fem!mermaid!reader, fluffy, neutral pronouns used for reader but they are implied to be more feminine.

The glimmer of pearlescent purple and blue scales catches your eye, a certain familiar head of purple hair swimming towards you. You gently set down the accessories you'd been adding to your hair upon your vanity, twisting to face him fully.

Raphael comes to a stop, sun kissed hands opening to show you a collection of sea shells in a rainbow of colours. "I got you the prettiest shells in the sea! Do you like them?"

He places them into your hands with a confident smile, completely assured you'd like his present. Glancing to your small collection of trinkets, he wasn't wrong...

"they're gorgeous raph, but why in the world did you bring these for me?" You squint at him suspiciously, your own scaled tail flicking.

He puts his hands on his hips, declaring with all the self assured confidence he displayed when painting, "because that means you like me now, right? I got your favourite things."

You sigh, any flickers of affection being smothered by his usual bratty behavior. "Raph, i think whatever affection i did have just died."

He gasps in faux offense, dramatically placing his hand upon his chest. He swims around you, "but my dear!" He cries, "I simply must be your favorite merperson in the sea!"

He swims towards your couch, falling back onto it with a hand upon his forehead, "i simply couldn't take it if you despised me!"

You swim towards him, flicking his forehead playfully, "raph, that doesn't mean i despise you. Dork."

He frowns at you, all pouts now as he switches his tactics. "Then i must be your favorite, nerd." He tacks on the last word, teasing you back.

You hum, shifting him over to sit with him as you finally cave under his relentless commentary,

"maybe you are my favorite, then."

The look on his face is priceless.

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Hello and goodevening/morning/afternoon to you! I just wanna ask if you do Dainsleif x reader but the reader is Zhongli's child? Idk this idea just popped in my head minutes ago 💀

HI NONNIE and thank you:)) its literally 3:30am for me and i was doodling but this has POTENTIAL OTL

I've never written dainsleif before so bear with me here, I'll be keeping it sfw too since i don't know if you wanted smut or not, feel free to send me another request if you do!!

•since you're zhongli's child i imagine you are pretty AS HECK like, half dragon half whatever you're mother was YOU CAN PROBABLY PURR (i love the headcanon that zhongli purrs a lot)

•ANYWAYS not the point, what I'm getting at is despite his long life, dainsleif is probably still enraptured by you're appearance (even if he does a mighty fine job of hiding it)

•listen, if you manage to stick around him enough I'm absolutely CERTAIN he'll eventually give in and start a serious relationship with you

•probably partly aided by your extended life span (he's gonna be around for a long time afterall)

•delights in teaching you ancient history (much like your father) and is vv soft about it

•probably like, grabs random flowers or something for you and explains their history briefly (in contrast to zhonglis rambling tendencies he keeps it short and concise)

•although he's also pretty broody i think so be prepared for quiet days too, maybe y'all just co-exist in a peaceful silence at these times

•takes forever to accept comfort (probably does for the first time on a really hard day)

•will literally carry around random trinkets you gave him on a whim in his pockets (how he carries them all later into your relationship is beyond everyone)

•i think he doesn't really like sweets but mans is secretly whipped and won't tell you, choking down any desserts you've made just to see you smile

•SO DOWN BAD FOR YOU BUT WILL NEVER ADMIT IT AND IS REALLY GOOD AT HIDING IT UNLESS YOU KNOW WHAT TO LOOK FOR

•soft quiet couple, thats you two

•one time he was scowling and you did your best impression of it and he had to try so hard to stifle his smile and laughter because it was just too cute funny

•dotes on you but you'd never know it because you don't often see him interact with others

•holds you close when you guys rest during your travels (he's a cuddler but if you told anyone they wouldn't believe you)

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When the night turns dark

Hiii everyone! I know it's been an age since I've written anything, but I've finally found a little bit of inspo. This in particular is just an excerpt from my notes app, but i absolutely adore it.

If you're wondering where I've been; finally got hit with the fic writers curse. Most of it is very personal so I won't disclose, but I've been to the hospital a couple times (I'm healthy now don't worry)

Anywho, i hope you enjoy!

Tw/cw; a character is missing an eye (implied it was a wound), very soft but implied angst

Silver starlight coats the quiet night, cozy bedroom silent. The household slumbers, yet two linger awake at this late hour.

A gentle hand brushes back stray mossy green locks, exposing Magnolia's eye and the matching empty socket.

Magnolia jolts, before relaxing into the gentle touch, familiar hands soothing over her skin.

Pushing her hair back further still, ilayda leans in to press a soft kiss to her forehead, murmuring quietly,

"Does it still hurt? In the way that old wounds ache."

Magnolia shook her head, perched in ilayda's lap.

"You need not worry my lady, even in such a case, it would be nothing i couldn't handle."

Ilayda pulls back slowly, gaze soft and brows furrowed in concern.

"I worry, let me ease those age old aches for you. Let me care for you, even in these small ways."

The small girl sighs, voice steady while she speaks, "it doesn't hurt, my lady. It merely serves as a reminder."

Ilayda hums in acknowledgement, carefully replacing the bangs that cover the old scar.

Her arms hold magnolia close to her chest, and she murmurs into her hair, "Perhaps, that is the worst sort of ache of all."

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Dead men tell no tales

Inspiration taken right out of a dnd session:)

The world swayed as she started to come to, bones aching and head spinning. Spots of her arm burned with the remnants of acid, and wind whipped through her unbound hair, strong arms holding her steady.

A breath of relief and joy left bo's frame as ilayda started to look around over his shoulder, unsure of their location and looking for her friends. "Is everyone okay?"

"Don't worry about them, my lady. You need to take care of yourself right now."

Unable to conjure the words, she could only nod as he kept sprinting. The cave passed in a blur, her eyes filling with tears as she began to sob into bo's chest. She couldn't go back, not in this state, she'd only be a burden, but leaving them to a fiend like that alone left a sour taste in her mouth.

Ilayda clung to her companion, strong arms squeezing tighter as she let herself cry, worrying for her friends and frustrated with herself. If only she'd done better, her friends wouldn't be left behind in goodness knows what state.

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The mind replays what the heart can't delete

Lil angst drabble featuring ilayda & pika, set before pika's house was burned down, nothing crazy in here, night terrors/nightmares, pika belongs to @perfectlyrainycherryblossom

When low screams rang through the halls, the other paid heed to their unspoken agreement. Don't mention it, come morning, don't acknowledge what haunts your friend.

And when the pair woke up with breaths too quick and frantic eyes, they tended to a routine without words. A silent sort of intimacy shared between people who'd seen too much and lived too long.

She'd set down a mug of steaming tea before her blue haired friend, silently noting the tear stains on their cheeks. Her own, she was certain, fared no better.

She settled into the couch, sipping at tea that went down bitter and hot. Crickets chirped and the sound of her friend's sip following her own echoed. With the desert asleep, no one else would bear witness to their state.

When emotional scars came a little too close to the surface, when their throat was left raw and voice hoarse. When they sat in silence beneath the night sky, slowly sinking into the other's warmth as bitter tea burned their tongues.

Perhaps they'd heal, one day. But for now, whenever she closed her eyes, she knew her own memories came rushing to the front much too easily.

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Late nights, old aches

Sfw, kinda fluffy kinda hurt/comfort, overall very soft, immortals live too long

Fingers trailed down the scars on her back, her friend's voice coming out strained, "do they still hurt, even after all this time?"

When she turned to look over her shoulder, hair dropping back into place, her companion's face was crumpled, taut with concern.

"Yeah, they ache sometimes, when I lie awake at night for a little too long, let my thoughts wander a little too far. Nothing like they did when I got them, though."

Her smile was small, but sincere as she watched him process this information. "It's okay, bo, it's not your fault. I brought this upon myself."

Bo pulled her in close, melting back into the bed with a sigh. "Even so, I worry for you, my lady."

She lightly smacked his shoulder, "just call me by name, you're my dear companion not a servant."

"Alright, i will, ilayda, but please stop hitting me."

Her laughter rung in the silent room, pulling a small smile to his own face in the quiet of the night.

Sleep wasn't so far off, with his worries quelled. He pulled back, settling into his natural form as ilayda settled back down,

"Good night, bo."

No reply followed, as expected from a slime with no mouth. Regardless, she knew he cared despite his silence. She rolled into her pillows, drifting off into the realm of dreams.

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All empires are created of blood and fire

Tw: mentions of blood/death/killing, implied panic attack, angsty

Her hands were shaking, wavering under the weight of the blood she'd shed. In the darkness of her room, she was panting, the present blurring with the past.

She'd shed blood, so much of it, the weight of her sins coating her skin in a layer long since washed. Her eyes darted about the room, trying to take in her surroundings, shaking violently as her thoughts raced.

She was a being of life, and yet she'd killed so many, taken down hundreds of men with a single sweep of her arm. Her fingers dug into the duvet, tears falling in an overwhelmed rush.

Frantically, her door was opened and a familiar presence was scooping her up, holding her close as she sobbed into his chest.

"Icarus, Icarus how much more blood will i shed?"

A sigh leased into the top of her head, her companions voice low and soothing, covering the steps of curious and concerned friends peeking into the room.  "I don't know."

She choked on a sob into his chest, fingers clenching into his shirt. "Have i not done enough? Committed enough sins?"

He remained silent, rubbing a soothing circles over his lady's back, wiping her tears when she'd come up to breath. "I'm sorry, my lady, that i could not ease your burden."

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Divine fury

Aka irsha drabble, sfw, violence?? No action is actually taken in the drabble but its definitely happening after the end of it, spears (weapons)

Irsha swung her spear around her hand before driving it into the ground, hands rested atop it. She dropped her forehead to her hands, eyes closed.

Spectral wings burst from her back as she looked back up, her eyes glowing and pupils slit. She stood with her chin held high, looking down on the man before her.

A spectral spear appeared above her, glowing pink and gold, psychic power swirled within the radiant weapon. She took in a breath, and the world slowed, paused, holding it's breath in anticipation of her next actions.

Slowly, another spear winked into existence, then another and another, dozens, hundreds, until the sky was filled with these summoned weapons. She once more turned her cold gaze to the mortal before her, one hand raised.

"Foolish mortal, you should know better than to make a god your enemy, especially one as old as i."

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Pact mark headcanons

Aka how i picture the brothers pact marks + their locations

I'm putting these ones more as tattoos, while I'm thinking the mark itself would be like a magic circle hidden within the tattoo

Lucifer

I think lucifers pact mark would appear in a peacock feather across your ribs, winding from near your armpit to the front bottom of your ribcage

I think the sigil containg the pact mark itself would be purple (his game color is red, but the color associated with the sin of pride is purple) and in the center eye of the feather (the yellow part)

Mammon

I think mammons has a couple location possibilities but, ultimately, would show up on your shoulder blade.

I think his would be a feather that has like ravens breaking off of it with his sigil being a yellow hidden in a ravens claws

Leviathan

I think leviathans mark would appear on your forearm, in the shape of a snake curled around it (possibly decorated with some flowers)

His pact mark would be green and hidden in one of the snakes eyes :)

Satan

I think satans would appear on the shoulder/upper arm on the opposite side of leviathans. For design i think it'd feature a wolf, in a full body design down your arm balancing a moon on its nose. The moon would be a crescent, but appear like a full moon at first glance because satanas sigil/circle is nestled inside it. Predictably his sigil is red.

Asmodeus

His would show up on your thigh, a scorpion nestled among flowers, the details spanning from your lower hip to mid thigh. His sigil would be in the center of a flower beside the scorpion in a dark pink or blue color.

Beel

I think his would show up on the front of your throat as a fly, rather small in design with his sigil in orange between its antenna.

Belphie

I think belphies would appear on the nape of your neck in a small design of a bear surrounded by stars. His sigil would be above the bear and look like a moon, in dark blue or a shade of purple.

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Random texts venti would send

Because i said so (and i love these, tap for better quality)

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Obey me brothers & halloween costumes

No, this is not gonna be good and no I'm not gonna apologize. Just thought it might be fun to give them scrunkly costume ideas.

Lucifer

🎃 100% giving plague doctor vibes

🎃 like full on mask and robes, stuff that scares kids

🎃 parents are concerned he's hiding drugs in his mask

🎃 (he's not)

🎃 He probably gave an exasperated look your way before donning it and muttering something about "stupid human traditions

🎃 also 100% had fun tho

Mammon

👻 Pirate costume but like, low key

👻 high waisted pants + poet shirt with ruffles

👻 knee high cuffed boots and a sword (bonus points its cursed in some way)

👻 has an absolute BLAST getting ready with you

👻 refuses to admit it

👻 probably posts pics to his onlyfans or smth in a bit to earn some cash

Leviathan

🎃 obvious awnser is some cosplay

🎃 but I'm not gonna do that so i can have fun

🎃 his costume is like

🎃 the grim reaper/death

🎃reasons it as his face is hidden but really he's just a dork

🎃bonus he gets a sick ass scythe (also cursed in some way)

Satan

👻detective 100%

👻just cause he's a dork and will take every chance he gets

👻 probably stages an investigation while everyones out

👻knows no chill

👻encourages parents thinking lucifer has drugs on him

Asmodeus

🎃 sexy policeman

👻

🎃 jk, he probably goes for something like 18th century vampire

🎃complete with ruffles and a corset

🎃has dramatic af makeup and absolutely FLAUNTS it

🎃his accesories are also *chefs kiss*

🎃asmo in leather gloves anyone?

Beelzebub

👻 pumpkin😭

👻 probably ends up in something simple

👻like a pair of 'devil' horns and an outfit in red

👻lets asmo do his makeup (its minimal)

👻overall really chill tbh

👻munches candy all night

Belphegor

🎃probably doesn't even have a costume

🎃just like fuzzy halloween print pj pants

🎃and a pumpkin sweatshirt

🎃naps on beel while everyone is trick or treating

🎃might actually pay attention to the horror movies

🎃stop its giving him ideas

We're trick or Treating because i said so. Also, low effort headcanons ftw

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@qingxiin that xiao thing i was talking about

When snow first falls in liyue, you know its time to bring out the heavy fur trim cloaks and woolen hanfu. Thick mitts and cute boots all making their way out from the closets.

Spending time on top of wangshu inn with xiao, the local hilichurls relatively quiet compared to warmer months.

Xiao wearing a full hanfu in black and teal, a black cloak layered on top and dragging behind him as booted feet make their way to your spot.

Too-cold fingers tucking back your hair while he looks away to hide his blush. Reaching out to grab his hand and motion him to sit with you awhile.

Xiao staying silent when you sing age-old melodies for him, smiling with his eyes when it ends.

Making hearty dumpling soup and sharing it together in the kitchen, xiao's quiet chuckles accompanying your more generous laughs and dialogue.

Fighting off any winter-time threats together, clothes whirling and frost dusting your eyelashes from time spent out in the cold.

Heating up at night by the fire and drinking tea, your fingers gaining that itch that lets you know the warmth has finally started to seep into you.

Curling under xiao's cloak when he notices you shiver from your rooftop perch and raises his arm in silent invitation, pressing a kiss to your temple when he wraps that same arm around your shoulders.

Enjoying winter festivals despite the chill, wandering the streets of liyue harbor in generous shades of red, your hair uncharacteristically intricately done.

Xiao admiring the braids and buns decorated with fluffy ornaments right there in the middle of the festival, only snapping back to reality when you turn around to usher him towards some activity or other.

Xiao's own hair tied, unusually tidy and kept in place with a simple, yet elegant and age-worn metal hairpin.

Him cracking a soft smile at your back when you stare in wonder at the fireworks going off in celebration.

Yeah, he thinks he could get used to spending his winters with a certain mortal.