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Dancing in circles
A beiguang mafia au. Beidou x Ningguang. Art by Taro Rating: M Status: Complete Content Warnings: organised crime, gun violence, drug dealing, gang violence
Summary: Thirteen years ago, Ningguang vanished, but Beidou will not give up on her first and only love even when she returns a criminal. After all, in a time long lost, they made a promise.
Chapter list on AO3
Cruelty in red
Just business
Stasis
Secrets
Dancing in circles
Rules of the game
Weeds in the garden
To play the game
The right thing
Consequences
Turbulence
Web of lies
Lingering feelings
Love
Blood oath
Kind-hearted
Mine
Equilibrium
One last game
What is love?
Caduceus
Yours
Restoration
Ours
#the last time i can promo this 😭#aaaahh im so sad it's over you'd think i'd be happy about it but i just feel devastated#beiguang#beidou x ningguang#beiguang triad au#beiguang fanfic#genshin fic#genshin fanfic#genshin impact fanfic#genshin impact fic#genshin impact#mafia au#beiguang mafia au#slow burn#yuniewrites#fanfiction#genshin fanficion#ao3 fanfic#ao3fic#read on ao3#ao3 link#fic masterlist
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Guys, really quickly, do you prefer reading (long) fanfictions with normal text or (long) fanfictions with smaller text?
#genshin x reader#genshin fic#character x reader#genshin impact fic#character x y/n#genshin x y/n#xiao x reader#kazuha x reader#lyney x reader#xiao x you#ga ming x reader#gaming x reader#wriothesley x reader#wriothesely x reader#neuvillete x reader#wanderer x reader#wanderer x you#scaramouche x reader#fanficion#genshin fanfic
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Cynonari modern AU!!
Tighnari- florist
Cyno- agent(he's rich yk-?)
A/N-Okay so just to quickly clear things up! Cyno is a agent who is currenty acting as cop/police for a mission! But I won't add his 'agent' side as much. I mainly added it for rich man purpose (also don't expect this to be a smut but I possibly might make cyno sadistic)
Cyno walked into his penthouse. Everything was luxury,modern and urban what else could he possibly ask for? . . . Although... He got lonely.. with nobody to speak to..alone in a fancy place..
At the moment the lights were dimmed and it was dark and rainy outside. Cyno was laying on his bed...thinking how stupid it was for him, a rich man to be sitting all alone in his penthouse. He was feeling annoyed that he even cared about things so useless
He stared at the clock and sighed
"12am...I should really get some sleep.. I'll think about this later"
He layed there...as he slowly drifted to sleep..
**The morning!!**
Cyno had awoken from the sound of morning rain
"Still raining huh?*
He rolled his eyes and began getting ready for work..
Cyno put on a his work uniform and walked out of his penthouse to enter the elevator...
He heads over to the lobby and pulls his car keys out of his pocket ..
He gets in his Tesla and drives to work...
*Thrid person view on tighnari*
"Ugh work is such a hassle.." tighnari groaned as he was gonna make a quick stop by to the police station
Tighnari was a florist who worked near the police station and he was quite popular for his work but on the inside he was a vulnerable creature...to be honest tighnari was the type of person people had mixed opinions on ..some people thought his tail was cute and fluffy...while others would say it was weird and disgusting... tighnari never cared ... He just thought to himself 'if that's what they think thats their problem' and continued with his day
Tighnari was holding a bouquet of flowers and heading over to the police station which was only two blocks away
He was delivering roses to his friend who was going to pass them on to someone else
As he walked through the rain he ran into a albino haired man with tanned skin...he was mesmerized by how attractive he looked ....
#cynari#cynonari#cyno x tighnari#genshin impact#fanfic#genshin cyno#genshin tighnari#modern#tighnari fanfic#fanficion
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all hail the best fanfiction to ever bless ao3
Kujou Sara gets her vision stolen and goes on a journey to get it back along with Itto, Heizou and Shinobu. Shenanigans ensue- some sad some random.
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I Got An Idea For A Fanficion!
It’s A Genshin Impact fanficion where Ayato and Thoma find a baby. They end up falling in love with this baby and also eachother!
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first time for everything (ch. 2)
i forgot to post a link to my latest chapter of “first time for everything” on AO3!
Tartaglia steps outside the bank and calls loudly to the receptionist: "For the Tsaritsa, Ekaterina, For the Tsaritsa." "For the Tsaritsa, Lord Tartaglia."
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences (note, there was some violence, please DNI if you do not like that) first time for everything (link)
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Tension Solution
Summary: “I think this tension between us needs resolving. Be that with swords against each other’s necks or in my bed. You decide”.
Wordcount: ~4,2K
Pairing: Kaeya Alberich x GN! Reader
Warnings: Swearing, Enemies to Lovers, Sexual innuendos, Small mentions of blood
Author’s Note: Here it is! My Kaeya enemies to fuckers piece. A huge thank you to @gnocchi-ghoul for Beta reading this for me! I had such fun writing this, and you all know I’m a sucker for some good tensioned sworfighting, and this smug bastard has been on my mind ever since starting to play the game. I know this is not my usual content, but I write when I want, about who I want, ok? I’ve had so little inspiration over the past months that I’ve got to take chances like these and go with them.
Banner is not mine! If you know who to credit it to, let me know, I couldn’t find it!
There he came again. That stupid coin between his fingers, flung into the air at random intervals. That stupid grin softening his face, cheerful greetings echoing through the noisy hall. Oh, and above all, that tremendously stupid way his eyes find you immediately, just trying to do your work.
You lower your gaze, pressing your pen down onto paper with renewed determination. Jean and her new open doors policy be damned, you couldn’t wait to slam it in his face. Of course it’s the last few minutes of visiting hours that he decides to come back from his commission. Three blissful weeks of calm while he was stationed out near the Liyue border, no comments, no irksome remarks, no-
“Don’t tell me you’re too busy to greet me”.
You sigh. Kaeya observes you with his arms crossed, casually lent against the doorframe. His sword is still strapped to his back, droplets of water running down the blade, and he clearly hasn’t gone to take a shower yet, covered in dirt, mud and sporadic dried blood.
“Captain”. You can’t help your displeasured tone. “I see you’re back”.
“Inspector”. He raises a brow in retaliation. “I sent a notice stating my return three days ago”.
“Oh, that”. You pick the unintelligible letter from your desk with two fingers, holding it at an arm’s length. “Apparently your messenger didn't go for a swim on the way here. Could you confirm?”
His jaw tightens momentarily, as you note with satisfaction, but it doesn’t deter the grin. “You should be used to my handwriting by now”.
You place it back on your desk with contempt. “I am not. Hopefully your report to Jean is a little more… readable”.
He shrugs, beginning to peel off his gloves. “She’s never complained about it”.
Taking a deep breath, you try to calm yourself down. Kaeya tends to make you irrationally angry, and no, it wasn’t just the absolute nonchalante recklessness he treated his position and commissions with. You couldn’t count the times he’d risked more than his own life in battle, somehow always managing to pull it off in the last second. And of course, that was his surefire way to getting out of trouble, no matter how much Jean grilled him for it afterwards.
“Go clean up”. You try your best to make your dismissal abundant, leaning back over your work. “You’re dripping water on my carpet”.
“Oh, we’re touchy today, aren’t we?” Kaeya’s grin widens into a smirk, pushing himself off the frame. “Did Fawks hit on you during your patrols again?”
“That’s none of your business”. You shoot him a glare, tapping your nails impatiently. As if you still had the opportunity to go out on patrols, you’d been holed up in your office pretty much ever since becoming Inspector. You wished you could get out again, your body had been aching for some action for weeks, but he was the last person you’d ever confess that to.
Kaeya hums lightly, and instead of exiting, takes another step into the office. His eyes wandered your shelves with staged disinterest, but you knew he was looking for something to use as ammunition.
“I’m assuming you couldn’t hear me” you state, sarcasm adding a bite to your tone. “I told you to clean up. You look like you haven’t seen soap since leaving Mondstadt”.
“Oh, Y/N, always so worried about my appearance” he muses, drawing closer to your desk. God, you hated that stupid cat-like expression he bore, so sly and pretentious. “I’d be more worried about yourself, frankly”.
“I’m not playing these games, Kaeya”, you reply sharply, fingers tightening around your pen. “Go take a damn shower, and stop ruining my carpet. I don’t know why your immediate goal seems to piss me off, but I’d like to maintain some level of professional dignity between us”.
He rolls his eyes. “By Barbatos, you really are wound up today. I doubt that’s just my fault”.
“Be delusional, then”. You shake your head. “I don’t think Jean would appreciate another formal complaint, so do her the favour, if not for me, and get out of my office”.
“Fine”. He turns around, but not before throwing you another glance, and damn it, you know he has one last trick up his sleeve, just by the way he says it. “However, before I forget-”.
“What?”
“You’re pre-reading my report for Jean. Her orders”.
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“... and that bastard didn't even take the time to brief me about the mission outcome, the entire time he was dirtying up my office!” You end your rant with an angry flourish, slamming your hand down on the table. “I don’t know what he intended with that whole interaction, he just likes making my day so much worse!”
Your friend chuckles, stirring her drink idly, an ocean of calm in comparison to your raging fury. “Man, if we weren’t close, I would never guess Kaeya to be such a pain in the ass. Each time I’ve encountered him he’s been so chivalrous and kind”.
“He just can’t keep it in his pants”. You cross your arms, sitting back in your chair with a huff. “If you ever end up in his bed, I will personally hunt him down”.
She laughs. “Oh, don’t worry, I won’t put you in that position”.
“I just don’t understand it”. You run a hand through your hair, glancing around the tavern. It was unusually crowded for a Thursday night, you’d been lucky to get your usual table. “Why he has this stupid grudge against me. We used to be normal colleagues, back when we were both only trainee’s and officers, but then one day the switch flipped and it’s like we can’t stand the sight of each other ever since. The worst thing is, he has every last person in Mondstadt wrapped around his finger! So nobody understands my frustration!”
“First of all, Diluc exists. Second of all, aren’t you higher ranking than him?” she asks, and you regretfully shake your head.
“No, Captains and Inspectors are on the same level. I personally didn't feel ready to be a leader in combat situations, so I passed on the opportunity. Now I miss active commissions so much, my poor sword is nothing more than an ancient relic at this point”.
“Surely, you’ll still be sent out?”
“I don’t have a command, the only times I might be are on extraordinarily dangerous or sizable sightings, or for assistance to Captains. Rue the day I get sent out with Kaeya”. You shudder at the thought. “That would end in total disaster”.
“So you really have no idea why Kaeya began to dislike you so suddenly?” your friend inquires, tilting her head aside. You shake yours. “And there wasn’t some kind of incident that caused this?”
“Not that I know of”.
A grin spreads over her face. “Hey, you ever considered that he likes you a little too much for his own good?”
“That’s some misogynistic bullshit”, you snort. “Guys are rude to people because they like them, yeah right. That’s just trying to normalise shitty behaviour in the name of quote-on-quote love”.
“I know that”. She gives you an exasperated look. “But… you have to admit that the two of you have some serious chemistry”.
“What are you even talking about?” you question, downing the rest of your drink.
“Every time you two interact”. She raises a brow knowingly. “Remember that time you were bickering on patrol through Mondstadt? I swear, even without a vision, I could see sparks between the two of you, and I wasn’t the only one, you got the entire town talking. You get on each other’s nerves because you have some unresolved tension you need to work out, and neither of you wants to admit it”.
“Shut up”. Your cheeks suddenly feel suspiciously warm, and you firmly decide it’s the alcohol. “Fine, Kaeya’s attractive, but he’s so fucking annoying because he knows that. He messes with me ‘cause he knows how to get in my head, and gets some kind of sadistic pleasure from it”.
Your friend makes an attempt to interrupt you, but you don’t let her, motioning to her to let you rant. “Let me finish. He was nice enough up until he got that damn ego boost after being promoted, I think, and even then I could still talk to him without the need to stab myself in the eye. He’s just so frustrating, never thinks twice about anything he does, and always gets away with it, plus he has this weird urge to always show off that stupidly toned chest of his and - by the Seven, I hate that idiot smirk of his, and the fact that he’s so damn perfect at his swordsmanship, I can’t even deny how good he is in battle, Jean has said he rivals her, and I despise that he knows he looks good while doing it, he-”
“So, how much longer were you going to let them just talk?” A voice offhandedly asks from behind you, and the blood in your veins turns to ice. Your friend smiles lazily, winking at you.
“Oh, you know, however long they need. Y/N’s been ranting quite a bit this evening, you really get on their nerves”.
You whip around, and sure enough, there he is, the cause of this mess. Kaeya has his arms folded, grinning down at you with thinly veiled satisfaction. You’re pretty sure half of the tavern is watching, and your blood turns from freezing to seething within seconds.
“How long have you been there?” you ask stiffly, glaring at your friend. She pulls an innocent face, leaning back in her seat with performative disinterest. Traitor.
“Just long enough to hear what I needed to”. Kaeya’s grin is threatening to split his face in half. “You really think I’m that attractive, huh? I never would have guessed”.
You jump up from your chair, spitting out the first thing that comes to mind. “Fight me”.
He actually laughs, a few of the tavern occupants joining in. “What? Are you sure you’re not mixing up a couple words there?”
You clench your jaw, deciding to just go with it. “Fight me. Knights of Favonius training ring, tomorrow morning. I’m sick of your attitude”.
“Oh?” He cocks a brow at you. “I hope you’re ready after wasting away in that office of yours”.
“I could beat you blindfolded”, you reply presumptuously, mimicking his stance, unable to ignore the fact that he smells a little too good for your tipsy state. At least he finally took your orders. You hold his stare regardless, unwilling to give in.
“Thank the Seven, you’re working this out at last”, your friend sighs, sipping at her drink. “And here I thought you’d take the sexual tension to the grave”.
Kaeya’s lip twitches in amusement as he extends one hand. “Tomorrow morning at seven. I’ll try not to kill you then, for that sake alone”.
You give him a dirty look, reluctantly shaking his hand. “Your chance of me doing the same is decreasing with every word that leaves your mouth”.
“I can live with that”. He suddenly leans closer, and before you can pull away, whispers in your ear, sultry tone leaving the hairs on the back of your neck standing up. “You’re going down, darling”.
Like Hell you are.
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The training hall is usually relatively empty at this time of day. Some dedicated trainee’s use the morning to get their routine over, but otherwise, not many knights exercise this early. And though at least a few of them must have heard of what happened last night, not many are to be seen. Even if you could live with an audience, you decide this way is perfectly fine, especially in case of the (distinctly undesirable and should-be-impossible outcome) of you losing to him. You’re a bit out of breath from warming up, fixing your shirt before making your way over to the ring.
Kaeya is waiting for you there, clad in athleisure and in the midst of testing out a beginner’s sword. His vision is nowhere to be seen, and you curse him a little for not giving you something more to berate him for. Nevertheless, you straighten up as you approach.
“Good morning”, you greet him nonchalantly, walking over to inspect the racks of weapons.
A grin flashes across his face as he turns around, wiping the sweat off his brow. “Hello, darling”.
“Sweating already?” You raise a brow at him, deciding to ignore the nickname. “And here I thought I’d have a challenge”.
Kaeya laughs, rolling out his wrist. “You are cute when you’re acting tough”. Tilting his head aside, he watches you take your pick of one of the swords. The morning light bathes him in a soft glow, falling through the high windows, hair tied up in a messy bun at the back of his head, and- wait. Your cheeks grow hot as you realise what absurd directions your thoughts are heading to. Your friend must have gotten under your skin more than you realised last night.
Shaking your head a little, you roll your shoulders back and face him head-on. “Whatever makes you feel better. For the rules, as by training code, drawing blood is an immediate end”.
“No visions, no hits near the head or vital organs, dull blades and stop means stop”, Kaeya counts up calmly, making his way to the center of the ring. His blue eye gleams playfully in the light, and he swings the sword near aimlessly while walking. You grit your teeth at his relaxed manner. He wasn’t taking this seriously at all, huh?
“Don’t worry, Inspector”. He winks as he comes to a halt before you, maintaining the mandated arm’s distance. “I know the rules”.
“I’d hope so”, you reply, getting into position and watching him do the same. You decide to stir the pot a little, knowing it’s best to get into his head, and feign a smile. “I can’t wait until the rest of the knights hear about how royally I kicked your ass”.
He laughs lowly, and is immediately on the attack. Anticipating such, after years of observing him in battle, you parry it easily, ducking aside to avoid the next one. You wait until he’s nearly backed you into the corner, ego visibly growing with every move he makes, and take a rolling dive, knocking his legs out from under him with your own.
He manages to catch himself, and you’re relieved by the split-second of surprise in his expression. You withdraw towards the middle, blowing a stray strand of hair out of your face and, in a rush of adrenalin, smirk at him. “Not so confident now, are we, Captain?”
“You’re not as out of shape as I anticipated”, he counters, slashing his sword through the air as he repositions himself. Brows narrowing playfully, he adds: “It’ll make it more fun to thoroughly take you apart”.
You don’t give him more time to prepare. Blades crash onto each other as he masterfully deflects your attacks, and it doesn’t take long for the two of you to get out of breath. Neither of you can land a hit, no matter how feasible it seems. He handles the comparatively bulky sword with enviable ease, and you grow frustrated quickly, unable to break through his defences. In turn, you don’t let him back you into any corner, constantly keeping the playing field level and returning every new strike with your own.
“You know what, I’ve missed this”, Kaeya pants, quick to switch hands as you sidestep him, attempting to land a hit on his blinde side.
“Huh?” is all you can answer in return, deflecting his counter aimed at your back, and darting aside.
“Training”. He nearly misses the parry, forced to back up if not to risk a blow to his abdomen. “With you”. He shoots you a brash smile, easily twisting out of your range.
You huff, irritated at the fact that he still has the mind to flirt. “Your silver tongue isn’t getting you out of this one”.
“I meant it”. And of damn course, his tactic worked, the point of his blade sinking into your shoulder. “Remember when we used to practise together?”
“Before you became a dick, you mean?” you shoot back, attempting an aggressive strike at his lower thigh. Your body is getting sore, heart pounding against your ribcage, breaths coming out short and strained, but despite it all, you’re enjoying this. In any case, you’d rather die than admit to him that you’re having fun.
You really needed to get out of your office more.
Kaeya laughs, equally exhausted, before advancing at an alarming speed. “I’ll give you that one, darling”.
Your blades cross, metal clashing loudly, and you can see an opportunity form as he shortly weakens his hold. Rotating your sword in the opposite direction to try and hook beneath his, you’re so distracted by the possibility of disarming him that you don’t notice the satisfaction that washes over his expression as you do. One swift swipe of his foot and you’re falling backwards, weapon nearly ripped from your hand.
Your back hits the mat with full force, air knocked out of your lungs, causing you to give a strangled gasp. Kaeya is smirking down at you, but he’s as out of breath as you are and there’s sweat soaking his shoulders. You don’t think before you move, so infuriated by the words you know are about to leave his mouth, fingers tightening around the handle.
The hit against his shins sends him to the ground, but not sideways as planned, instead straight onto you. You don’t have the time or the mind to roll out of the way, and he tries very hard to catch himself, hands landing on either side of you. You yelp as most of his weight hits you, momentarily forgetting what’s even happening.
“Fuck”, Kaeya groans, arms shaking as he tries to brace himself. “You like playing dirty, don’t you?”
Slowly regaining the ability to breathe after nearly being crushed, your eyes dart to see him dangling over you, legs and lower body resting on your own. If anyone hears of this out of context, you’re moving to the other end of Teyvat. He’s panting, no doubt as shocked as you are, strands of his hair tickling your nose. His face is mere inches away from yours, heat seeping through his clothes onto your skin.
Decidedly too close.
Your blade kissing his throat is a much better sight. You know you’re technically breaking the rules, but the way his eye widens, corners of his mouth twitching and brows raising to the sky is just too good of a picture.
“Get off me”. You growl, trying to steady yourself with your other hand.
His laugh sounds astounded, but contrary to your demand, he does not. Instead, his chin juts forward, pressing the metal into his skin for earnest. There’s no blood, of course, all these swords are dulled to near uselessness, but it does leave you speechless at the amount of reckless pride he seems to possess.
Kaeya hums, clearly satisfied at your reaction. “I’ll be honest, this is not how I initially pictured you under me”.
What a smug son of a-
“Oh, fuck off”. Your knee makes contact with his stomach and he rolls off you with a grunt. You scramble to your feet, grimacing at what you're sure will be a bruised tailbone later. He’s already composed himself, twirling his sword idly as you get a proper grip on your own. Looking you up and down, his grin widens into a smirk.
“Though you do look similar to the imaginary aftermath”.
“I am going to kill you”, you hiss, red flashing before your eyes as you charge at him. Kaeya begins to laugh once more, but it quickly dies down as your moves become more and more aggressive, driving him out of the ring and towards the wall. The thought of whoever may be around again crosses your mind, but honestly, you can’t care about who may be watching, every last bit of strength you have left is focused on Kaeya and his stupid fucking face and the way he evades your strikes with a precision that only leaves to be desired to every onlooker. It makes you want to actually scream. You finally land two hits on him, arms beginning to shake from exhaustion and overwhelming adrenalin.
But once more, Kaeya catches you off guard. The switch flips just as his leg hits the wall and you’re just beginning to notice your own smile, sure of your victory. His expression darkens, lip caught in his teeth as his eyes narrow down at you.
Your blades clash as they did before, and of course he uses your own move against you, managing to perfect it. Your sword goes flying to the ground, and the moment you lose your grip is the moment you’re being slammed against the wall that he was nearly backed up against mere seconds ago. The tip of his sword is digging into the soft skin of your throat, positioned perfectly above your Adam's apple.
Suddenly, it goes very quiet, the silence only interrupted by your laboured breaths. Maybe it’s the fact that he near literally has a knife to your throat, but you can’t tear your eyes away from him. His hand is pressing on your shoulder, pinning you to the wall, keeping you in place. His leg is slotted between yours, barring you from moving an inch.
For the first time since you’ve met him, you have nothing to do but to admire him. Sweat is making his hair stick to his skin, an exhausted flush upon his dark cheeks. His body is visibly tense, stare boring into yours with a kind of intensity you’ve only ever seen during active combat. There’s nothing unintentional about the way he’s restraining you, nothing hesitant about the placement of the blade against your skin. His chest is heaving, teeth digging into his lip in constrained effort, fingers digging into your shoulder as if expecting you to fight back.
You don’t.
Instead, you let out a shaky breath. The adrenalin is still surging through you, but you can’t feel the constant urge to punch him in the gut anymore. Huh. Weird.
“You won”. Your voice is calmer than it ever has been talking to him, accepting of your defeat. Plus, your body is beginning to realise that whatever just happened hurt, and quite a bit at that. You wince, knowing you’re going to need some ice to get through the rest of the day.
Kaeya shakes his head determinedly, stare not wavering. “You had me in practically the same position less than a minute ago. You could have flipped me over with ease and won. You didn't. That’s the only reason I got you here”. His grip on your shoulder eases up. “We’re equal”.
Withdrawing the sword from your neck, he takes a step back, relinquishing his hold on you. You feel strangely dazed, automatically reaching to check for cuts on your neck. “I guess?”
“You okay?” He sounds relatively quiet as well, nearly uneasy, which does not fit the overconfident persona he usually bears. Whatever tension there was before has yielded to something more cautious, like strangers navigating their way across broken ice.
You nod, reaching to pick up your sword. “Fine”. You pause briefly, debating your words before meeting his eye again. “That was… good exercise. Thanks for fighting me”.
He laughs a little, and you’re taken aback by how much you don’t feel like reacting. What was going on? At the latest after that laugh you’d usually be back at his throat.
“Sure”. There’s the typical amusement in his face, but his smile is less egregious and smug. It’s… kind? “I’d have no problem repeating it”.
You raise your shoulders, unsure of what to do now. “I guess… I wouldn’t either?”
“Good”. He runs a hand through his hair in an effort to fix the mess it’s become. You’re beginning to hear the confidence you’re used to re-enter his words, but it doesn’t appear to bother you. “Friday’s at seven, then. We’ll make it a regular thing”.
“Trying to kill each other?” You surprise yourself with the attempt to ease the tension, and why in the world do you have the urge to smile at the sight of his?
“If that’s how you want to see it”. He shrugs, placing his sword back on the racks. Glancing over his shoulder, he regards you for a long moment. “I think your friend is right”.
“In what regard?” you ask, in principle fully aware of what that expression means for you.
Kaeya’s shit-eating grin has made its way back onto his face. “I think this tension needs resolving. Whatever means it takes”.
You can hear the words in your head before he says them.
“Be that with swords against each other’s necks or in my bed. You decide”.
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Beidou smiles, rubbing the crease between her white brows. “You’re awfully pensive today. Gonna miss me?”
Yes, she thinks. She will miss Beidou with all her heart and all her soul; she will feel like a moon without the stars, like a sea without a shore.
“No,” she says.
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To sleep, perchance to dream: Ch9
Chapters: 9/13 Series: Genshin Impact Pairing: Beidou/Ningguang Additional tags: pre-chapter 3 Sumeru, canon-compliant but takes liberties with the AQ
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At the behest of Grand Sage Azar, Ningguang heads to Sumeru on a diplomatic trip, and Beidou tags along. Unfortunately, trouble never strays far from the Tianquan.
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Ningguang turns, holding up a tiny leaf. Attached to the leaf are two little vines that form a band. It’s so small it could fit on Beidou’s hand.
“An eyepatch?” Beidou asks.
“Eyepatches,” Ningguang corrects, nodding at a growing pile of leaves and vines next to her.
“For who?”
“The little ones.” She smiles. “They came over while you were snoring away, Beidou— they were very intrigued by your eyepatch.”
“My–?!” Beidou roars with laughter. “Wait, so… you’re making eyepatches for the lil’ Aranara?”
“Yes,” Ningguang answers dryly, “And I still have a few more to go, so” — she shoves a few leaves and vines into Beidou’s hands — “help me make some, will you?”
“Fine, fine.” The Captain picks up the small materials, feeling impossibly oversized for such a delicate job. She follows Ningguang’s careful instructions, threading a needle through vine and leaf, gingerly shaping each leaf into a recognisable eyepatch. Her first few attempts end in failure. She slumps in defeat, tossing her misshapen eyepatches onto the pile as a blue Aranara with a tiny hat hops over with more leaves and vines.
“Araja would also like an eyepatch. Arapacati and her brothers also wish to look like One-Eye Nara,” they say, before stealing a glance at Beidou. “One-Eye Nara looks angry.” They shiver. “Scary Nara…”
“W–wait, I’m not mad!” Beidou exclaims, shaking her hands. “The eyepatches just didn’t come out the way I wanted…”
“It takes practice,” Ningguang reassures her, gesturing to the pile. “My first attempts weren’t nice, either.” She nods at the blue Aranara. “Thank you, Ararycan. But that’s the last order I’m taking for today.”
Ararycan hops excitedly and waddles away. Beidou leans forward, a smirk on her lips. “Last order, eh? You charging them for this, Tianquan?”
Ningguang rolls her eyes. “I must admit it crossed my mind, Captain,” she confesses, “But I don’t suppose the Aranara deal in Mora, do they?”
“Fruits and flowers, more likely.” Her grin widens. “Sunsettias, maybe?”
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Dancing in circles // ch18: equilibrium
Read on ao3 Series: Genshin Impact Words: 70k+ Rating: M Pairing: Beidou x Ningguang mafia/triads AU
Summary: In their story, twin serpents will reunite in the shadows, entwining together like a caduceus.
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When the door closes, Ningguang allows herself to pay full attention to Beidou — to her quivering lower lip and her trembling frame. She lays a hand on her arm. “Beidou,” she softly calls, drawing the other woman’s attention to her.
Beidou shakes her head, swallowing her words and staring at the floor.
Ningguang’s eyes narrow. She grips Beidou’s chin tightly, forcing the brunette to look only at her. Beidou scowls.
“Speak.” Ningguang’s order falls like the lash of a whip. Beidou flinches, but keeps her silence.
The Tianquan lets go of her chin, tangling her fingers into the other woman's hair, and tugs. Beidou winces, following her motion and sliding off the chair. She kneels before Ningguang, her head tilted up by Ningguang’s hand.
The brunette is still quaking. Ningguang’s grip in her hair loosens, and she silently cards her fingers through Beidou’s brown tresses, smoothening the tangled ends.
“Ning,” Beidou finally whispers, “I can’t…” She sucks in a deep breath, pressing her knuckles on her knees as she seeks comfort in Ningguang’s eyes. “I can’t lose you again.”
“Neither can I,” Ningguang replies, quashing the bile rising in her throat at the thought of Beidou wounded, hurting, lost to this world. She cups Beidou’s cheeks in her gloved hands as she bends, pulling her face forward until their lips meet. “You cannot,” she murmurs between kisses, “Give your life away… so easily.”
“Speak for yourself,” Beidou growls, rising from the floor. The brunette pushes her back into her chair, her grip painfully tight on Ningguang’s shoulders as she leans in, sealing their lips again. This kiss tastes of possession and desire and pure, unbridled selfishness. “You’re mine.”
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To sleep, perchance to dream Read on ao3 Series: Genshin Impact Chapters: 1/8 Rating: T Pairing: Beidou x Ningguang Part 3 of Trust in the stars
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Beidou knows the way home by heart. It’s like drawing a breath, it’s like speaking her own name, it’s like tilting her head up and searching for the brightest light in a star-strewn sky.
It’s like the beginning of a journey, or the end of every journey. All the little familiarities, greeting her like old friends waiting by the shore. Cobblestone pavements, illuminated by lanterns, guide the weary traveler away from the sea gently lapping against the pier to the explosion of commercial activity that they call Liyue Harbour.
But Beidou doesn’t need the pavements or the lanterns to guide her. She knows the way home; she will always know the way home. It is written in the sky, in the waves, in her heart. The lights dwindle away into a pond littered with lotus roots, the full moon above reflected on still waters. The noise fades away into the occasional chirp of a critter; the sashay of tree branches in a gentle wind.
Beidou doesn’t need to think. She doesn’t have to remember which corner is next, which stairs to climb. This map is etched into her mind, into her limbs, stretched taut across her skin like the stars that write her destiny above.
She utters the password to Bu’yun: “The sun and moon shine together at dawn and dusk.”
She hears the reassuring thrum that runs through the plaustrite elevator she steps on, feels the loving caress of crisp and cold mountain air on her cheeks as she ascends to the very heavens. Beidou nods at the lone guard on patrol and pushes the grand doors of the Jade Chamber open. She doesn’t need to wait; it is always unlocked when the Alcor docks in Liyue Harbour.
She descends the spiral staircase shrouded in darkness, fingers running across the central jade pillar it lovingly embraces. She pulls open the door on her left. Light spills out, a soft glow. Beidou steps inside, closing the door behind her.
Across the room, Ningguang stands by the window, delicately balancing a golden pipe on one finger. A ghost of a smile flits across her full lips.
“You’re back,” she says simply, golden robes swishing as she turns.
Beidou crosses the room and cradles Ningguang like a precious jewel. “I’m back,” she agrees.
Slender arms wrap around her waist, pipe dismissed into sparkles of Geo. “Welcome home.”
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Ch20: What is love? // Read on ao3 Series: Genshin Impact Words: 90k+ Rating: M Pairing: Beidou x Ningguang mafia/triads AU
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I love you to Celestia and back; I'd give my life for yours— I promised you the world; don't make me break my word.
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By the time Ningguang turned 23, she had formed a plan.
She was born out of wedlock, a misstep in her parents’ meticulous plans. Their second misstep was attempting to pass off as a normal family, for in that mistake Ningguang found her.
It had been a series of coincidences, a cruel twist of fate.
Ningguang never intended to sit next to Beidou at recess, never intended to make a friend. She had wanted a moment to herself before she’d head to the rooftop of this school and put an end to her parents’ little games with her.
But Beidou — that new transfer student, sitting sullenly by herself on a bench away from the others, wearing her sorrow like a cloak — Beidou had drawn her attention and captured it in the palm of her hand. There was something about her melancholy that Ningguang understood almost instinctively, the way an animal might recognise one of its kind.
Beidou, standing strong in a swirl of cruel rumours presuming to know why she was orphaned, taught her what her parents could not.
Beidou, through all her kindness and love for life, taught her how to utterly destroy them.
Ningguang started small, whispering venomous words into the ears of her peers, the ones she knew admired her mother, adored her father. She wondered aloud why they’d spend a few years pretending to be a normal couple, letting their only daughter attend a public school. Why, it didn’t make sense at all. Hell, they were nearly killed on that fateful night.
Indeed, they agreed, it was ridiculous. What possessed them? Why did they give birth to Ningguang away from the triads, in a home away from their family? It was unfair that they would celebrate the birth of their daughter without the ones who made their power possible. Why was she not born directly into violence; why did they keep their daughter away from their work in the beginning?
There was only one answer.
She planted the seeds of doubt in their heads, leaving throwaway remarks and parallels that she lovingly cultivated into hatred. Hatred not for the Qixing, but for the love that existed between her parents.
You see, brother… love is a weakness.
She met with Bolai, the Liyue Police Department’s most promising police captain, in the dark of night. She handed her parents’ plans to him on documents paid for in blood, be it her own or her brethren’s. She crafted layers upon layers of deception, endured beating after beating in silence when her parents inevitably suspected her of double-crossing the Qixing. She doctored her own files in the police department’s archives when she learned Beidou joined the police, determined to keep her far, far away.
Love is a weakness.
Ningguang fanned the simmering waves of dissent, the susurrations that love had blinded the Tianquan’s judgements. She watched these soft, barely audible whispers grow in strength and numbers until she heard her own goals echoed back at her: the Liyue Qixing should not be led by weak lovebirds, but by one.
She made her move two years later with the full support of the Qixing’s inner circle and their finest sniper by her side. She watched her parents drop to the floor like useless sacks of meat, and closed her fist around their unimaginable power.
But as her eyes met Beidou’s for the first time in 13 years, she was wrenched all the way back to a precious time — a time where it was just the two of them skipping rocks on a riverbank, daring to dream of a future brighter than the stars.
Beidou, who taught her everything she needed to know for her to finally sit on the throne — was now an enemy. She turned away before her heart could shatter, before the memories she cherished so dearly could break her once again.
Love is a weakness indeed.
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To sleep, perchance to dream: Chapter 8
Chapters: 8/13 Series: Genshin Impact Pairing: Beidou/Ningguang Additional tags: pre-chapter 3 Sumeru, canon-compliant but takes liberties with the AQ
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Summary:
At the behest of Grand Sage Azar, Ningguang heads to Sumeru on a diplomatic trip, and Beidou tags along. Unfortunately, trouble never strays far from the Tianquan.
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“Ningguang!” Beidou calls, leaping onto the pad.
The other woman turns as Beidou barrels into her, solid and real and warm. Her fingers clutch at the soft flesh of Ningguang’s shoulders, her face buried in silky white hair awash with the floral scent of glaze lilies. They fall onto the massive leaf, a tangle of laughter, limbs and hair. Beidou chokes out another breathless chuckle amidst her tears. “Ningguang,” she whispers again, reaching up to cradle her lover’s cheeks, warm with life and flush with love. “Ning…”
“Beidou…” Ningguang’s hands find her cheeks, tugging her closer.
And although it’s a dream, the moment their lips touch still feels so very real to Beidou. Their kiss is as light as fairy wings and as soft as a feather duvet; it is everything she dares to hope it can be. In her eye and in her senses there is only Ningguang, the light of her life, the heart of her soul. Beidou breathes her name when their lips part and she breathes her name when she presses in, again and again, kiss after kiss.
She could kiss her forever, but things have not yet come to an end.
Beidou pulls back, keeping her hand firmly locked with Ningguang’s. The Tianquan smiles, her cheeks flushed and her lips red. Squeezing her hand gently, Beidou lifts her head, staring up at the misty light and the waterfalls gently pouring from above like pearlescent strands of light. Here, in this dreamscape the Aranara have created, Beidou feels… at peace.
“It’s been… hard on you, Beidou,” Ningguang whispers, her voice soft and gentle.
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I was lost in the ocean (but you found me in the stars)
Series: Genshin Impact Pairing: Beidou x Ningguang Word count: 8k Rating: T Tags: Angst with a happy ending Commissioned by María
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Life goes on, Ningguang tells herself, over and over. It goes on, the same way her pen dances across parchments, altering the very fabric of Liyue Harbour itself, changing the trajectories of thousands of livelihoods with each policy meeting and the passing of new laws. It’s strange, she thinks, how the power to transform lives sits so snugly in the palm of her hand.
Yet for all the power she wields as Tianquan of the Liyue Qixing, Ningguang could not save the one life that mattered to her the most.
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To sleep, perchance to dream chapter 5
Chapters: 5/12 Series: Genshin Impact Pairing: Beidou/Ningguang Additional tags: pre-chapter 3 Sumeru, canon-compliant but takes liberties with the AQ
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Summary:
At the behest of Grand Sage Azar, Ningguang heads to Sumeru on a diplomatic trip, and Beidou tags along. Unfortunately, trouble never strays far from the Tianquan.
Chapter 5 preview:
Cyno is a man of few words, and Beidou appreciates this. He carves a path through the forest with ease, leading her off the beaten path into dense foliage. “It’s faster this way,” he’d said, “shaves off about a day.”
Beidou had her reservations about blindly following a stranger through Sumeru’s massive rainforests, but her trust was renewed when she glimpsed the towering tree of Sumeru City straight ahead in just a few hours of whacking through bushes and branches. It’s tough work, but she can deal. What she can't deal with, however, is Cyno's jokes.
It begins innocently enough, with a simple comment: “Tighnari told me the Tianquan is important to you.”
The Captain grunts, shoving aside stubborn branches and getting slapped in the face with a rebellious leaf.
“Your moodiness is to be expected,” he continues, somehow evading every single offended plant and leaving Beidou to handle them. She considers wildly swinging her claymore in an arc to slice her way through, but that would probably piss off some ancient deity, and the last thing she needs is a god on her ass. Cyno grabs a particularly large branch, bending it away as he walks by. “After all, you are trying to bei dou one for her, no?”
Beidou's brain short-circuits. She stops. “What—” And then the branch Cyno bends swings back with a vengeance, smacking her on the nose. “Ow! Fucking—” Her eye smarts with tears and she stumbles back, cupping her wounded nose. “Morax's soggy balls, this forest is out to kill me!”
Cyno looks back at her, his brow furrowing in slight concern for the wrong reason. “Hmm. You see, Beidou, the clever part about this joke is—”
“You don't need to explain,” Beidou grumbles, nursing her bruised nose. “I get it. You could show more concern for my nose, though.”
The General Mahamatra gives her such a confused look that the Captain bursts out laughing.
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