#jealous xiao

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ᴀɴ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴɪᴛʏ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ || xiao x reader

Part III

"I'm informing you, there appears to be an inexplicable bond between them," Zhongli explains with a furrowed brow, addressing Madame Ping in a tone of perplexity. Having sought Madame Ping's wisdom to unravel the connection between you and Alatus, Zhongli's demeanor reflects a mixture of confusion and intrigue as he attempts to make sense of the enigmatic ties that bind you.

"In my millennia of existence, I've encountered such occurrences only on rare occasions," Madame Ping responds solemnly, her voice tinged with a sense of gravitas born from centuries of wisdom. "You should seek answers from your Yaksha companion regarding the nature of this connection," she advises Zhongli, her words carrying the weight of her vast experience and insight into matters of the mystical and arcane.

With a nod of understanding, Zhongli absorbs Madame Ping's words, his expression betraying a hint of concern at the gravity of the situation. With a determined yet cautious demeanor, he takes his leave, his mind preoccupied with the mystery surrounding your connection to Xiao. Determined to seek answers, Zhongli sets out to find Xiao, his steps guided by a sense of duty and an unwavering resolve to unravel the secrets that lay hidden within the depths of Liyue.

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"I know nothing of this matter. It is best for you to leave now, I got things to do." Xiao replies curtly, his voice carrying a hint of detachment. He offers no further explanation, his demeanor closed off and resolute. With a firmness in his tone, Xiao makes it clear that he wishes to be left alone.

"Lying is unnecessary," Zhongli states calmly as he places the medicine he procured for Xiao on his bedside table. "It is best to speak openly," he continues, his tone gentle yet firm. Zhongli's words carry a sense of reassurance, inviting Xiao to share his concerns and burdens without fear of judgment.

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"On that day, she saved me... I failed to comprehend the mortal's choice to rescue me, yet she perished because of me. In an attempt to revive her, I offered a portion of my own blood," Xiao recounts solemnly, his voice tinged with a hint of regret.

"If she were alive, even a drop of my blood would have been deadly," Xiao explains simply, conveying the gravity of the situation.

Zhongli pauses for a moment, contemplating the revelation. "I understand now. Interesting. It clarifies why she senses your presence. Do you experience any side effects from this as well?" he inquires, his tone thoughtful as he considers the implications of Xiao's unique connection with the mortal realm.

Xiao recalls the recent occurrence where he witnessed you abruptly rising from the tavern table, wielding your polearm as if in search of something. He has been observing your actions from a distance for a while now. Whether during your visits to Liyue or your engagements in commissioned tasks, Xiao admits to a vigilant observation of your movements and endeavors.

"I delved into this matter last night," Zhongli begins, his voice measured as he imparts his findings. "Given that she possesses a quantity of your blood that exceeds her tolerable limit by tenfold, both she and you may be susceptible to side effects," he explains, his words conveying a sense of concern for both parties involved.

Lost in thought, Xiao recognizes the consequences of his actions, aware of his own side effects. However, he decides to keep this to himself for now, shifting his thoughts to you with a growing curiosity.

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Waking up with an unfamiliar ache coursing through my body, memories of yesterday's unsettling events weigh heavily on my mind once more. A wave of questions floods my thoughts, leaving me overwhelmed. "Where should I begin? Who can I turn to for assistance?" My mind races with uncertainty.

With a sense of urgency, I gather my belongings and set out, leaving behind the city where I have spent the past two months traversing. My destination: the city of Inazuma, where I currently live.

As I made my way towards the docks, a familiar sight catches my eye—a tall figure with striking red hair emerges into view. It's none other than Childe.

He approaches me with a friendly smirk, his hand casually draping over my shoulder. "Hey there, girlie. Off to somewhere exciting?" he asks with a playful tone.

Despite my smile, I can't shake the unease bubbling beneath the surface. Lumine's words echo in my mind, reminding me of the danger Childe poses to Liyue and its people. I tread cautiously, keeping my guard up as I engage in conversation with him.

"Long time no see!" I greet him warmly. "I'm heading home. What about you? Are you traveling too?"

"Long time no see indeed! Just got errands to run," Childe replies with a casual shrug. "Fatui business. So, heading home, huh? Liyue treating you well?" he asks, his tone light and curious.

I let out a sigh, feeling the urge to confide in someone about everything that's happened over the past few days. However, I quickly reign in my emotions, realizing that Childe isn't the right person to share my current worries with.

I force a smile, not wanting to arouse suspicion, and reply, "Yeah, Liyue was a blast! Met some interesting folks and did a lot of traveling, mostly with... Lumine."

"Lumine, huh?" Childe muses with a smirk, his hand moving away from my shoulder to lightly trace my back, settling at my waist. Suddenly, a ship sails into one of the docks nearby. "Oh look, that's my ride," he says casually, stepping back. "It was nice catching up with you here."

I roll my eyes in resignation as I realize that I'll have to spend at least a few hours with Childe by my side on the same boat.

Childe's surprise is evident as he realizes we're on the same ship. "Oh, that's your ride too? How convenient, we have so much catching up to do!" he remarks with feigned innocence, flashing a warm smile. Despite his friendly demeanor, I remind myself not to let my guard down. Trusting Childe is difficult, especially with the nagging feeling that he may have ulterior motives.

"Yeah, quite convenient indeed," I respond with a forced chuckle, accepting Childe's offered hand to help me board the ship and maintain my balance on the narrow plank.

We've been sailing for about an hour now, sampling the various dishes Childe bought for us and engaging in conversation. Mostly, it's Childe regaling me with tales of his battles and boasting about his strength. I listen politely, occasionally interjecting with questions or comments, but mostly content to let him dominate the conversation.

Childe casually remarks, "So, darling, I heard from my people that you and Zhongli were engaging in quite the conversation at the tavern." He takes a bite of his food, his gaze fixed on me as he waits for my reaction. "What was so interesting?" he adds with a smirk, clearly intrigued by the topic.

I reply nonchalantly, "Oh, nothing much. It's just been a while since I visited Liyue, and Zhongli was updating me on some things."

Childe's smirk persists, indicating his skepticism. "Is that so?" he replies, his tone suggestive. "Well, regardless, it's been a pleasure spending time with you, girlie." As our ship sails into the Inazuman docks, he offers a farewell nod before preparing to disembark.

A week has flown by since my return to Inazuma, and each day has been a whirlwind of intensive research and relentless determination to unravel the mysteries of my situation. There's been little time for rest or respite, as my nights are consumed by the solemn duty of protecting the village of Inazuma.

Yet, despite the exhaustion that threatens to overwhelm me, I press on, fueled by a fierce resolve to uncover the truth and safeguard those who rely on me.

After returning from a grueling night of battling, I check my mailbox, expecting the usual assortment of advertisements. However, amidst the sea of trivial letters, one particular envelope catches my eye—a letter from Zhongli. Instantly intrigued, I rush inside, so engrossed in the contents of the letter that I forget to close the mailbox behind me.

The envelope seems to have been opened already, which strikes me as odd. Maybe it got damaged during delivery. Shrugging off the curiosity, I decide to read the letter

Dear Y/N,

I trust this letter finds you well. I am aware of your return home, and I would like to extend an invitation for you to visit Liyue within the coming week. I have recently come across some information that I believe may be of interest to you, and I would appreciate the opportunity to discuss it further.

Warm regards,

Zhongli

Having read Zhongli's letter, I realize I have no choice but to return to Liyue once again. However, I know I'll have to report my absence to Kujou Sara, who was less than pleased about my previous departure. I can only hope she's not too annoyed with me this time around.

After a lengthy journey at sea, I feel a wave of relief wash over me as I step onto solid ground. With the moon casting its gentle glow, illuminating the path ahead, I embrace the soothing breeze of Liyue as it tousles my hair. Making my way to the Baiju Guesthouse, I am grateful for the familiar tranquility of this place.

After checking in and getting comfortable in my room, I opt for a breath of fresh air out on the balcony. The moonlight bathes everything in its serene glow. My mind is filled with a whirlwind of thoughts as I soak in the tranquility of the night.

That familiar sensation washes over me once again, though not as intense as before, it still lingers, a persistent presence in the back of my mind. Leaning against the balcony rail, I rest my hands on the cool metal and lower my head onto them, succumbing to the weight of my thoughts.

My contemplation is abruptly interrupted by a sudden whooshing sound, as if something has erupted out of thin air nearby.

I whirl around, my muscles tensing instinctively, but before I can even reach for my polearm, my body freezes as I come face to face with the unexpected figure standing before me.

As I gaze upon the figure before me, I'm captivated. His teal blue hair shines brilliantly in the moonlight, framing his face with an ethereal glow. Amber eyes, radiant and mesmerizing, meet mine, seeming to hold the secrets of the universe within them. And there, on his skin, his intricate tattoo adds to his mysterious allure, completing the breathtaking sight before me.

My body remains frozen in shock, expecting him to vanish into thin air like before. But this time, he remains, standing before me with an unwavering presence. All I can manage is a stuttered utterance: "Alatus..."

His once emotionless expression now shifts, his eyebrows furrowing slightly and his eyes narrowing in a hint of anger. Then, in a smooth, melodic voice that resonates with authority and determination, he speaks, his voice carrying a sense of quiet intensity.

"Do not ever call me that again," he says, his facial expression betraying his anger while his voice remains eerily calm. As he strides closer, I instinctively back away until my back presses against the railing. His demeanor softens, his face returning to its usual melancholic expression. Avoiding eye contact, he speaks again, his voice gentle but firm, "It's Xiao to you."

With my back still against the railing, nerves getting the better of me, all I can muster is, "I'm sorry... I'm-" He interrupts me, his voice cutting through, "Y/N. I know."

As my heart quickens its pace, I become visibly anxious, my words stumbling out, "How do you know? How did you find me?" My expression betrays my escalating unease. I observe him as he approaches the balcony railing, resting his head on his elbow, his mesmerizing gaze meeting mine softly. "You know why," he responds in his usual tone.

Fidgeting with my fingers out of anxiety, I bite my lip and shift away from the railing, which had started to press uncomfortably into my back. Turning to face him, I maintain a cautious distance and place my hands on the railing as well. "Do you... know anything about this?" I mutter, my voice barely audible.

Xiao nods softly, his gaze turning away from me to focus on the distant horizon. "I know everything about this," he murmurs, his voice carrying the same subdued tone as mine. "I've had thousands of years to search for answers."

"Why haven't we spoken before? With Zhongli being close to both of us, wouldn't he have known everything as well?"

"I cannot speak on behalf of Zhongli," Xiao's gaze remains fixed on the distant horizon. "Perhaps he had his reasons for keeping our paths separate. Regarding our lack of communication, I was unaware that you remembered everything until recently. It's quite unusual."

"Yeah..." I murmur softly, casting my gaze downwards and nervously fidgeting with my fingers.

After a minute of silence, Xiao deliberated whether to disclose this information, ultimately deciding it was best for you to know.

"When you're not present, I can hear you. Sometimes, I can even hear the thoughts of your heart," he explains in his usual monotone voice, pausing before adding,

"However, if you call my name, I can hear you anytime, anywhere."

He continues, "It has been this way ever since you were given back your life. Back then, when everyone, including you, perished, I thought I could try to save you with my blood, considering you were the only half-adeptus there..."

I lifted my eyes to meet his gaze, noticing how his porcelain skin seemed to glow under the moonlight. "I see," I say, processing his revelation. "So, since I have some of your blood in mine, it's like I have a part of you inside me?"

His gaze shifts from my eyes to my vision, prompting a lift of his eyebrow, yet he remains silent on the matter. "That's correct," he affirms. "The side effects only diminish once the bond is fully sealed."

Illustrating a perplexed expression, I ask, "Bond? How is it sealed?"

Xiao disregards your question and begins, "We must both be cautious now. Who knows what manner of individuals may come after either of us. Who have you told about this?"

I regard him with a plethora of questions swirling in my mind. Why? How does one seal this supposed bond? What are the side effects I should be aware of? "Uh... just Zhongli knows," I reply cautiously.

Xiao gives a slight nod, his features void of emotion as he straightens up from the railing. "That's good," he says quietly. "I've got to go now." His eyes meet yours for a moment, and then he adds softly, "See you around," before disappearing into thin air, leaving behind a swirling trail of black and tealish blue smoke.

I step away from the railing, my gaze lingering on the spot where Xiao stood moments ago. As I move closer, the faint scent of Qingxin flowers wafts through the air, enveloping me in their delicate fragrance, a reminder of his presence.

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hi!! let me know if this fic is any good for now, its my first time writing one after a long time, also excuse any grammar mistakes, english isnt my first language !! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა see ya in chapter IV tommorow

[yellownicky]

Jealous Blake is my new religion🐈‍⬛

[bloodraven55]

God bless whoever is responsible for these two scenes 🙌

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Cat on cat violence

[chittychittyyangyang]

[kiwi-b0nes]

taking my chance 💐

[lanwangjihouse]

just look at how Lil Apple pushes Lan Zhan. twice

[craziechwiv]

Who's scarier, Ren or Nora?

Yang: It's gotta be Nora Rubes.

Ruby: Nuh, uh! It's Ren, silent but deadly trope?

Yang: That's a biased opinion and you know it!

Ruby: Just because we have one of those on our team doesn't mean it's biased! It's common knowledge!

Yang: Oh my- wait is that Jaune? Let's go ask him.

Ruby: Yea, then you'll see how wrong you are!

Yang: Keep dreaming lil sis.

Jaune is walking until he is suddenly pushed against a wall and pinned, he was gonna shake his aggressors off him till he realizes who they were.

Jaune: Uhm...whatever I did was probably a dare!

Ruby: Not what we're here for Jaune, we need to settle something and you're our prime source for the answer!

Jaune, looking at Yang: That would be...?

Yang: Who's more scarier, Ren or Nora?

Jaune: Oh, well let me go first.

Yang and Ruby let go of Jaune as he stretches out his limbs before leaning back on the wall.

Jaune: Okay, to answer this I need something more than who's scarier. Give me a scenario.

Yang: When we're on missions! Have you seen Nora mess up those Grimms last time? I'm pretty sure some we're running away from her actually.

Ruby: So? Ren is also quite lethal too! One minute he's firing precise shots at them and the next he's cutting them up like sushi!

Jaune: Well, I have to side with Yang here. Nora is more gruesome than Ren there.

Yang: HA!

Ruby: Aw...

Jaune: However...Ren is still more scary in general.

Yang: What?! How?

Ruby: :O

Jaune: Only for one incident...

Yang: And what might that be?

Ruby: Yeah tell us!

Jaune: Well...

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Nora is skipping along the hallways of beacon before being stopped by someone

Random student: Hey you're Nora, right? Fancy work you did with that weapon of yours!

Nora: Oh, thanks! You're too kind.

R.S.: Say, how's about we hang out from time to time? I'd like to spar with you.

Nora: Oh no thanks, I already have a sparring partner and I'm on the track to meet him actually-

The random student then grabs Nora's hand by surprise.

R.S.: Well, how about we go to my dorm then~?

Nora: Wait- what?! I don't really, uh...

R.S.: Aw cmon, we'll have lots of- *thunk, thunk*

The random student feels something metallic behind his head and freezes in place, not wanting to turn around and see what it may be.

Ren: She said, she doesn't want to.

Nora: Renny?

R.S.: Easy bro...it was just a suggestion.

Ren: Then me disposing of your life is an answer.

R.S.: You- You won't get away with this!

Ren: I can if you can't recognize me.

R.S.: Why you...

The random student tries to take a swing at Ren, only swinging at air before he feels a sharp object on the back of his neck, barely pricking its way through his skin layer.

Ren: When I count to ten, you'll run. 1...

The random student was already running down the hallways, not looking back at all. Ren then turns towards Nora.

Ren: Uhm...sorry about that?

Nora, who's flustered and looking at Ren in a whole new light: D-Don't worry about it Renny...how about we skip training actually?

Ren: Are you sure?

Nora: I'd let pancakes burn in a fire right now just to be in a bed with you right now!

Ren: O-Oh....okay, lead the- WOAH!

Ren is picked up by the muscle shortie and carried all the way to their dorm room, leaving a bewildered Jaune Arc who was watching the whole scenario from the corner.

Jaune...what the fu-

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Yang:

Ruby:

Jaune: So yeah. Ren is way scarier...when it comes to Nora. Which is a lot.

Yang: That was...not what I was expecting...

Ruby: That is...super hot~.

Yang: RUBY! That is the last time you read one of Blake's book.

[auxwired]

take this mei and envy comic i am literally never going to finish

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Blake: Weiss, I appreciate the help, but Yang’s riding the WRONG cat's face right now.

Weiss: Dammit, Blake! That's a Manticore, not a cat! Can you stop being a jealous, gay disaster long enough to help us stop your possessed girlfriend?!

[bumblebybelladonna]

Bumbleby Week - Jealousy 🐝

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[xiaosspear]

an eternity without you part VI || xiao x reader

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You expected the place Xiao was taking you to be nearby, but it turned into a full day of walking, evading the Fatui, and flying over mountains in Xiao’s arms.

Finally, you land in Inazuma, atop Tenshukaku.

"Why are we in Inazuma?" you ask, frustration evident in your voice. You had repeatedly asked Xiao where you were going, but he had ignored you each time.

Xiao sets you down, his expression stern. "There’s nothing to show you," he says, his tone edged with impatience. "Can't you see how dangerous your situation is? There's no point in you staying in Liyue right now. You'll draw unnecessary attention to yourself."

His gaze softens slightly as he continues, "I want you to stay here for a while. When the talk dies down and Childe leaves, I'll come back for you. Then you can return to Liyue."

You look at him, surprised by the mixture of concern and frustration in his eyes. "Xiao, I can’t just hide away here. I want to help, to be by your side."

Xiao turns away, his shoulders tense. "Your presence in Liyue right now is a danger—to you and to everyone else. Trust me on this. Stay here. I'll handle things in Liyue."

A lump forms in your throat, but you nod in understanding, looking at Xiao with sadness in your eyes. As he prepares to take off once again, you call out, "Hey -wait."

Xiao pauses, tilting his head slightly to glance back at you. You rarely got attached to people, but saying goodbye to him felt surprisingly difficult, even though you knew you’d see him again. You take a hesitant step closer, the urge to fall into his arms for a tight hug growing stronger. You push those thoughts away, thinking, "No, he sticks around because Zhongli told him to. He probably doesn’t even see me as a friend."

Taking a deep breath, you muster your courage and speak up, "Stay safe, okay?"

Xiao's eyes soften as he nods, turning back around. He stands there for a moment, then, in a barely audible whisper, says, "I do." With a powerful kick, he launches himself off the Tenshukaku roof. In an instant, the teal trail and the faint scent of Qingxin flowers are gone.

You furrow your brows, puzzled at how he heard you. The confusion quickly gives way to a faint smile as you realize, "So he does see me as a friend and not just as a burden."

You make your way down from the rooftop, hopping gracefully from roofs to poles, your adeptus abilities making the descent effortless. As your feet touch the ground, familiar faces come into view. Their expressions light up with joy, mirroring your own happiness at seeing them again. Ayaka and Thoma, ever the gracious hosts, quickly organize a small gathering in your honor.

The evening is filled with laughter and warmth. The courtyard is adorned with lanterns, casting a soft, inviting glow over the scene. Tables are laden with delicious Inazuman delicacies, and the air is filled with the scent of fresh sakura blossoms.

As you sit surrounded by friends, you begin to recount your recent adventures. You describe the various monsters you've faced, the challenges you've overcome, and the new skills you've honed. Ayaka listens intently, her eyes wide with admiration. Itto occasionally interjects with a humorous comment, making everyone laugh.

The night progresses with the exchange of stories and experiences. You hear about the latest happenings in Inazuma, the small victories, and the day-to-day lives of your friends. The sense of camaraderie is palpable, and for a moment, the worries and dangers you’ve been facing seem far away.

As the evening winds down, you find yourself sitting by the water's edge, gazing at the reflection of the moon. Ayaka joins you, offering a cup of warm tea. "It's good to have you back," she says softly.

You smile, feeling a deep sense of belonging. Despite the looming threats and uncertainties, moments like these remind you of why you fight and who you fight for. The bonds of friendship and the shared memories make all the hardships worthwhile.

You say, "I'm so glad to be back. I missed everyone so much... I don't know how long I will stay here."

Ayaka looks at you with a knowing smile. "Xiao is strong and resourceful. He’ll find a way to come back for you. In the meantime, you have all of us here."

You nod, comforted by her words, but a part of you still aches with uncertainty. "I know. It's just... hard to be away, especially when things are so uncertain."

Heizou joins the two of you, bringing a warmth to the conversation. "Hey, we'll make sure you have plenty to do to keep your mind off things. And who knows? Maybe your little yaksha will be back sooner than you think."

You chuckle softly, appreciating their support. "Thanks, Heizou. I guess I just need to be patient."

As the night deepens, you decide to walk around Inazuma alone, feeling a pull to visit your grandmother's house where you once lived. The familiar streets bring back memories, and you hope to find some comfort there. As you make your way through the quiet, moonlit paths, the sound of people speaking Russian catches your attention.

Your heart sinks, recognizing the language of the Fatui.

Peeking from behind a neighboring house, your worst fears are confirmed.

The Fatui are scavenging through your grandmother's house, tossing belongings aside in their search for anything related to your condition. The sight of your grandmother's cherished home being ransacked brings tears to your eyes, but you know you can't afford to blow your cover.

You turn and run back into the now silent city, the night air cool against your face as tears stream down your cheeks. Seeking solace, you climb up to a secluded mountain spot and sit down, looking at the moon and the horizon.

The beauty of the scene offers a small measure of comfort. You find peace in the thought that Xiao, wherever he is, is looking at the same moon.

As you sit there, the weight of the situation presses down on you. The Fatui's relentless pursuit has reached even the sacred spaces of your past.

You whisper a silent promise to the moon, to stay strong and to reunite with him soon.

The night grows deeper, and the stars begin to dot the sky. The quietness of the mountain and the distant sounds of the ocean provide a soothing backdrop to your troubled thoughts.

You wipe away your tears, determined to face whatever comes next with the strength you've gained from your journey and the support of your friends. And with the moon as your witness, you vow to protect those you care about and find a way to overcome the challenges ahead.

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A few weeks pass, and with each night, your longing for Xiao intensifies. There are no signs or messages from him, and the uncertainty gnaws at your heart. However, you refuse to let this weigh you down. Determined to stay strong, you spend most of your days overworking yourself—practicing combat skills, refining strategies, and learning how to make the most of your Hydro Vision.

The familiar surroundings of Inazuma become your training ground, and you push yourself harder with each passing day. Ei, who has always been like a mother figure to you, offers her guidance.

Her lessons are invaluable, and her presence is a source of comfort and strength. She teaches you not only the art of combat but also the importance of patience and perseverance.

Under her watchful eye, you learn to harness your vision more effectively. You become more attuned to the flow of water, using it to create powerful attacks and defensive maneuvers.

Each practice session brings you closer to mastering your abilities, and the progress you make is a testament to your dedication.

Despite your rigorous training, the nights remain difficult. The loneliness is palpable, and you find yourself often gazing at the moon, wondering if Xiao is looking at the same sky. The thought of him brings a mix of comfort and longing, and you hold onto the hope that he will return soon.

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It was nighttime. You and Kazuha were sitting on Beidou's ship, which was now empty, waiting for the morning to come to carry cargo and passengers.

Kazuha had just finished rolling up some naku weed in a dried sakura bloom petal, lighting it up with a small campfire you two had made on the deck. You were lying close by on your back, staring at the moon.

"Didn't you smoke just now? Calm down," you teased Kazuha with slight concern in your voice.

Kazuha exhaled a soft laugh, the smoke curling up into the night sky. "I'm too far off now. It takes me like three of these to feel something. Beidou told me to go on a tolerance break, but that made me want to jump off this same ship on day two. On the other hand, I bet you'd be out of it after a few hits," he mocked playfully.

You chuckled, shaking your head. "Maybe you're right. I'm not as seasoned as you, Kazuha."

He smirked, taking another drag and looking out over the calm sea. "It's a strange kind of peace, being out here on the open water. Almost makes you forget everything else."

You nodded, the gentle rocking of the ship and the soft sound of the waves adding to the serene atmosphere. "Yeah, it's nice. Makes you feel like you're a part of something bigger, doesn't it?"

Kazuha glanced at you, a thoughtful look in his eyes. "It does. The sea, the sky, the stars... It all puts things in perspective."

Kazuha passes the joint to you, and you take a drag, inhaling deeply and holding it in, as the fragrant smoke swirls around in the night air. The glow of the campfire casts flickering shadows on the deck of Beidou's ship, lending a serene ambiance to the scene.

You and Kazuha have been conversing for hours now, sharing both profound insights and lighthearted banter under the moonlit sky.

After some time, the weight of the day's events and the soothing effects of the naku weed begin to settle in. You feel a pleasant warmth spreading through your body, easing the tension that had been building up inside you. The conversations meander from philosophical musings about life and purpose to playful debates about the best way to enjoy a quiet evening.

As the night progresses, you find yourself drifting into a reflective mood. You reach out beside you, fingers brushing over the cool deck until they close around the Qingxin flower you had found earlier that day.

Bringing it to your nose, you inhale its delicate fragrance—a reminder of the tranquil moments spent in Liyue, where Xiao's presence had brought a sense of calm amidst the chaos.

The scent triggers memories of Xiao—his stoic demeanor, his unwavering dedication to protecting others, and the rare glimpses of vulnerability he had shown. You remember the quiet moments shared together, the unspoken understanding that had developed between you, and the bond that had formed despite the challenges you faced.

Kazuha notices the pensive look on your face and shifts closer, his own expression thoughtful yet gentle. "What's on your mind?" he asks softly, his voice carrying a soothing cadence.

You glance at him, a mix of emotions playing in your eyes. "This flower... it reminds me of someone important to me. Someone I had to leave behind," you admit, your voice tinged with longing.

Kazuha nods empathetically, his gaze turning towards the distant horizon. "Distance can be difficult, especially when it separates us from those we care about deeply. But sometimes, it's the separation that strengthens our bonds and deepens our appreciation for the moments we share."

You sigh softly, twirling the Qingxin flower between your fingers. "I miss him," you confess quietly, your voice barely above a whisper. "I wonder where he is now, what he's doing, if he's thinking about me too..."

"He's out there," Kazuha assures you gently, his words carrying a sense of reassurance. "He is resilient, and he knows how to navigate through challenges. And when the time is right, fate will bring you together again."

You find comfort in Kazuha's words, feeling a sense of solace amidst the uncertainty. The tranquility of the night envelops you, the gentle lull of the waves against the ship's hull and the distant calls of nocturnal creatures creating a serene backdrop.

The Qingxin flower's fragrance continues to linger in the air, intertwining with your thoughts of Xiao and anchoring you to the memories you hold dear.

As the night deepens and weariness settles in, you lean back against the ship's railing, cradling the Qingxin flower in your hand. "Thank you, Kazuha," you murmur gratefully, a small smile playing on your lips. "For listening, for understanding, for the... weed?."

Kazuha smiles warmly in return, his eyes reflecting the moonlight as he nods. "Anytime," he replies softly. "Rest now. Tomorrow holds new possibilities."

With Kazuha's comforting presence beside you and thoughts of Xiao in your heart, you allow yourself to surrender to sleep, the Qingxin flower still clasped gently in your hand.

In that moment, surrounded by the peaceful night and the camaraderie of friends, you find solace in knowing that despite the physical distance, the bond you share with Xiao remains steadfast and enduring.

Tonight was surprisingly devoid of nightmares, a welcome relief. Instead, a dream had visited—a blurry yet comforting vision of Liyue, its landscapes painted with memories of new friends, and of Xiao. The tranquility of the dream was abruptly shattered as a dull ache in your head jolted you awake.

Opening your eyes, the blurry figure before you materialized into Beidou, who tossed an apple your way with a mix of jest and irritation. "Good morning, beautiful," she quipped. "So, while I entrusted you with guarding my ship, you and Kazuha decided to get high and then catch up on beauty sleep?"

Her playful sarcasm was laced with an undercurrent of mild disapproval, yet you sensed that Kazuha was likely to bear the brunt of her displeasure.

As you rubbed your temples, memories of the hazy night of shared laughter and deep conversations with Kazuha flooded back, mingling with the remnants of the dream that had slipped away like morning mist.

Despite Beidou's teasing, you knew her trust in you extended beyond occasional slip-ups. But as you glanced at the horizon tinged with the first rays of dawn, thoughts of Liyue and the friends left behind weighed heavily on your mind.

As the calming tune of Kazuha's Shibabue emitted from the ship's watchtower, you bid him and Beidou farewell with a wave before disembarking. The morning air was cool and inviting, and you sought a quiet spot to relax. Just as you began to wander, you noticed Heizou sprinting towards you, waving his arms frantically. Sensing urgency, you paused and waited for him to catch up.

Heizou reached you, his hand on his shoulder as he gasped for breath, clearly flustered but determined to convey something important. With a swift motion, he pulled out photos from his kamera and held them out to you.

"You might want to see this," he managed between breaths.

Taking the photos, your heart sank as you studied them intently. Your jaw dropped in disbelief as the images revealed something you feared was true..

[yilinglaozu]

dfqc + jealousy ft. his hatred for obsession with changheng

[feychild1225]

Xiao Bao is such an eager puppy when trying to get his future wife’s attention

[sandushengshou]

xiao zhan appreciation [42/ ∞]

[thesparringpanther]