#jealous xiao

[xiaosspear]

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 🙌

[phantom248]

Li Lun's display of jealousy is a mixture of murder, choking, and some stabby stabby. In other words, very explosive and dangerous for recipent.

On the other hand, Zhu Yan, or Zhao Yuanzhou as he later styled himself, did not show his jealousy in a dangerous or possesive way. His jealousy showed up in very petty manner.

After his death, the ways in which he could show his jealousy was very limited, but still very annoying to recipents.

Wen Xiao flirted with anyone as usual? Drizzle.

Xiao Zhuo looked at anyone for a moment longer? Rain.

Wen Xiao talked to someone sincerely for some time? Raining cats and dogs.

Xiao Zhuo got flirted by someone and he responded back in oblivious manner? Hail storm.

The worst of it was faced by Li Lun when he finally managed to cultivate human form and started accompanying Zhuo Yichen. Poor tree always had to endure a rain cloud hanging only over his head that would pour whenever he got closer to the former commander of demon hunting bureau. It painted a very comical sight, the serious former demon hunter followed by a man with a rain cloud raining over his head. Many were convinced that this was some sort of curse, but Li Lun knew better. He was aware of how petty and jealous that monkey could be.

But Li Lun was the pettiest of them all. And he had a perfect plan this time to deal with his ex.

"Is that-" Wen Xiao's voice cracked as she watched Li Lun who had siddled extremely close to Xiao Zhuo, closer than what decency would dictate. Beside her, Ying Lei sniggered, unable to help himself,hiding behind a weirded out Bei Jiu, while Pei Sijing rolled her eyes.

Zhuo Yichen was sitting under the shade of the umbrella, so he was unable to see what exactly had sent his friends into a hysterical fit. "Li Lun wanted to fix the Zhao Yuanzhou's umbrella. We even had to stay at the last village behind to wait for artisan to make repairs."

"It sure is a very... creative way to deal with your curse." Pei Sijing remarked, her lips twitching up.

Ying Lei was now rolling on the ground with laughter. "Zhuo darren, Li Lun darren, it was very kind of you to repair da yao's beloved umbrella. I am sure he would be very happy if he could see it."

As if an answer to that, the small localized cloud hanging on Li Lun cracked with thunder, pouring down much harder, as if trying to crack the oiled paper on the umbrella. Li Lun smugly adjusted the object, making sure to snugly cover himself as well as Zhuo Yichen under it.

"Oh I am sure he will be very happy indeed," Li Lun purred, the eye catching depiction of a small blue dragon tightly entertwined with a pagoda tree drawn on the umbrella glinted in the light.

As if in answer to his clearly provocative response, it rained even harder if it was possible.

[blueinkjpeg]

Cat on cat violence

[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.

[syncogon]

Link Click Bridon + Link Click Live Action: if I had a nickel for every time a well-dressed, glasses-wearing, apparently-friendly yet definitely-suspicious individual offered to give Cheng Xiaoshi a ride somewhere only to get pointedly and possessively shot down by Lu Guang—

[auxwired]

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

[sylvia-forest]

[CN] Shaw's Sweet and Sour Date (Part 1)

⚡Warning: This post contains detailed spoiler for a date which hasn't been released in EN yet!⚡

[Released Date: 6 Dec 2024]

[Section 1]

Shaw: I still don't understand, aren't you the boss? Why are you working for others?

MC: How can this be considered working? I'm just helping others out of kindness...

I completely ignored Shaw's displeased look in the mirror and carefully applied rouge.

After confirming that my makeup was flawless, I draped on a light gauze shawl and twirled happily in front of him. The delicate hairpins on my head made a crisp, melodious sound as they jingled.

MC: How is it? Does it look good?

Shaw: Now you're even showing off... I think you're really addicted to acting today.

Shaw rolled his eyes and I pouted in dissatisfaction.

MC: Who's showing off? I'm fragrant and stunning, absolutely gorgeous, and adorably beautiful! Shaw (in a playful tone): Alright, alright, Miss Fragrant, Stunning, Absolutely Gorgeous, and Adorably Beautiful. The tassels on your waist got tangled up from all your twirling.

As Shaw spoke, he bent down slightly to untangle the tassels wrapped around my belt.

When our eyes met as he stood up, I deliberately picked up my fan, held it in front of my face, and playfully threw him a flirtatious glance.

MC (acting mode on): Oh, sir, you are so thoughtful.

Shaw: ….. Shaw (laughs): Can you stop acting already?

MC: I'm just getting into character early to prepare for the work ahead!

Recently, the activities in Ruyi Town have been exceptionally popular, and the [MC company], originally only a promotional partner, has also invested more manpower and resources for the organizers.

The entire Ruyi Town is now filled with a variety of fun mini-games and lively storytelling performances.

Countless visitors are fully immersed here, eagerly exploring the streets and alleys to meet various NPCs and complete the tasks they assign.

Shaw: By the way, who are you going to play today? MC: Huh? Didn't I mention it? Shaw: I only know that early this morning, you got a call saying that some Xiao Lan from your company wasn't feeling well and needed someone to cover for her.

Shaw (teasinglyx1): Then, as you chatted, someone started grinning like an idiot, looking more and more excited, and finally volunteered to be the substitute.

Shaw (teasinglyx2): ...Is playing an NPC really that thrilling for you? MC: Mhm~ After all, NPCs used to give me tasks, making me run around everywhere. Now it's my turn to try commanding players. Shaw: Yeah, makes sense. And the first one to take your 'orders' was me, sending you off to work. Shaw: So, who are you playing as? MC: See this?

I pulled out a mandarin duck sachet and showed it off in front of him.

MC: ‘Why are we like mandarin ducks, always entwined in pairs, fluttering freely together?’ My role is simple—I'm playing a lovesick maiden. MC: I'm locked in the courtyard by the lord and lady, tossing and turning without a way out, so I need the players to help me deliver a token of love.

Shaw (curiously): To whom?

MC: Of course it’s the one I like.

Shaw (fuming with anger): Someone you like?

Shaw's eyes immediately narrowed. His gaze swept over the sachet and then returned to my face.

After a while, he suddenly laughed.

Shaw (trying to act normal): So you even have an acting partner, huh? Who is it? The one who just greeted us outside? MC: No, that’s our company’s screenwriting teacher. MC: My partner is the Lovesick Scholar, but I haven’t met him yet. After all, my character is supposed to be trapped in the courtyard.

I was halfway through explaining when I suddenly came to my senses.

MC (in a probing tone): Are you jealous?

Shaw (quick and blunt): Nope. MC: Huh, you must be jealous, otherwise why would you ask me this? Shaw: Is it possible that I was just asking a normal question?

"Is it possible that a normal question wouldn’t sound so sour?" I blinked at him but decided to swallow this teasing remark.

Shaw, clearly growing more uncomfortable under my gaze, simply grabbed my shoulder and started walking me out.

Shaw: Okay, it's almost time for you to go to work.

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We walked through the staff passage and arrived at the back entrance of Ruyi Town's park.

It was almost time for the park to open, and the staff were wearing various ancient costumes and passing by us one after another.

Dressed in studded leather and sporting blue-purple hair, Shaw looked like a time traveler, standing out conspicuously amidst the crowd.

I suddenly felt reluctant to enter the park.

I reluctantly took a couple of steps forward but couldn’t help turning back to emphasize something to Shaw.

MC: I'm going in now. Remember to pick me up when you're done. Shaw: I know, I know...oh, wait.

Shaw suddenly called out to me. Just as I was about to turn around in confusion, I felt my hand suddenly empty.

The mandarin duck sachet had landed securely in his palm. In the distance, the morning sun was just beginning to rise. Under the golden light, Shaw grinned mischievously.

Shaw (starts reciting poetry out of nowhere): ‘The zither stops its tune at the phoenix pillar; the Shu lute is poised to play the mandarin-duck strings.’ I can recite poetry too.

Shaw (full of confidence): The first token of 'lovesickness' is mine.

[Section 2]

MC: Though this humble maiden and the Lovesick Scholar are deeply in love, our statuses are worlds apart, and I am confined to this courtyard. I don’t even know if he’s still waiting for me... sob sob~

MC: If only there were kind-hearted souls willing to help me convey my feelings...

I recited my lines with practiced ease, feigning to dab at the corners of my eyes with a handkerchief, all the while secretly pondering how to drop more hints if the visitors failed to catch on.

Thankfully, this group of tourists was quick-witted. After whispering among themselves for a moment, they came up with an idea.

Tourist A: Uh… Miss, if you have some token of affection, you can give it to us, and we’ll deliver it to the Lovesick Scholar for you.

MC: Oh, thank you, dear strangers! Please take this mandarin duck sachet to him.

MC: Once he sees this sachet, he’ll know what to do.

I handed the sachets to the tourists, and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Tourist A: Wow, this task is way too easy, just running errands... Oh, by the way, Miss, can I give you a suggestion? You really shouldn’t stay in the garden—it’s so hard to find you here.

MC: Ahaha, it’s part of the task... uh, I mean, the lord has ordered me to reflect here in the courtyard. This humble maiden has no choice.

Tourist B: If you can only stay in the courtyard, Miss, you could move to the rock garden. At least there’s shade and a place to rest—it’s way better than standing here.

MC: That’s a good idea! Thank you!

After saying goodbye to the tourists, I immediately picked up the cloth bag at my feet and walked towards the rockery.

MC: True, I was being so rigid—why stand there like a fool all day…

After a whole morning of being an NPC, I was already starting to regret it.

I had originally thought being an NPC would be a lot of fun, but after repeating the same performance and lines dozens of times, the novelty had long turned into monotony.

To make things worse, I couldn’t leave my spot. If it hadn’t been for the tourists’ reminder, I might have ended up standing in the garden until the end of time.

Gathering my skirt, I perched on the rocks of the artificial hill and opened my pouch.

—— Mandarin duck sachets, still dozens of them left.

MC: Sigh….

I rubbed my legs, which had started to ache from standing so long, hoping that a big wave of tourists would come soon so I could quickly hand out these sachets.

But after another ten minutes, the only sounds I heard were the laughter and chatter of tourists just beyond the wall. There were no footsteps heading toward the rockery at all.

MC: I don't know if Shaw has finished his work yet…

Without my phone and no tourists around, I was so bored that I could only count the ants beneath my feet and watch the drifting clouds in the sky.

As I sat there, I gradually felt sleepy and leaned against the rockery, feeling a little drowsy.

?.?: ….hey.

In a daze, it seemed like someone patted me on the shoulder.

I only felt that the voice of the visitor sounded somewhat familiar, but after a whole morning of practice, a conditioned reflex made me chant the lines automatically.

MC: Ladies and gentlemen, this humble girl and the Lovesick Scholar share mutual affection. If any kind-hearted person could help convey my feelings...

?.? (in a firm tone): I won't pass it on.

MC: ?!

I quickly opened my eyes and turned around, only to meet those fluttering golden eyes.

I didn’t notice when Shaw had sat down on the rock garden, but his smile was wide and carefree.

He had even changed into a Tang-style round-collared robe, his waist cinched with a jade belt, making his figure appear even taller and more upright.

He hadn’t tied his hair up, instead weaving a few braids, adding an air of unruly charm to the otherwise tidy outfit.

It seemed that no matter what time or space he was in, Shaw remained unconstrained, always being himself.

Shaw (HIS GODLY VOICE ASJHYI): Am I really that good-looking, you didn’t even blink an eye?

MC (shocked): ……!

I just came to my senses from my surprise, the heat instantly spread to my cheeks, and I hurriedly covered them with my fan.

MC (blushing heavily): I was just startled by you, that's all!

MC: Why are you here now?

Shaw: Because I received a mission.

He flipped his palm and an apricot-colored floral sachet appeared in his palm.

The sachet was exquisitely crafted, with jade clasps that made a delicate tinkling sound. It was far superior to the mass-produced mandarin duck sachets I had in my pouch.

Shaw: There is a gentleman named Shaw who is in love with Miss MC and asked me to deliver a token of love to his beloved.

I reached out my hand in a daze and was about to take it, but Shaw suddenly grabbed my wrist.

I was caught off guard and fell into his arms.

The satin rustled, the pearls and jade clinked, yet it was only the faint scent of mint from his collar that still felt familiar.

Shaw (in a low sexy voice): What about Miss MC? Don't you have anything to give him?

MC: I gave you the sachet this morning…

My mumbling was interrupted by Shaw.

Shaw (clicks his tongue): That's someone else's. Shaw (sulking): I want what's mine.

I froze for a moment, instinctively reaching to feel my body.

MC: But I'm wearing a costume and I don't have my own things with me… Shaw (mumbling): You really are an idiot.

Shaw interrupted me again, and the minty scent suddenly became hot.

A kiss, carrying a hint of reprimand, landed on my lips, as if to serve as a reminder and emphasis.

Shaw (HE SOUNDED SO HAPPY HERE): The 'Lovesick Maiden' doesn't count, I only want mine.

The warmth that hadn't fully faded from my face became even more intense. My heart raced, and I pressed my lips together, still tingling from the kiss.

MC (flustered): Th-then I also...

?.?: Didn't they say the Lovesick maiden was in this courtyard? Why don't I see her?

Suddenly, I heard the voices of tourists not far away. I woke up instantly from the beautiful scene and hurriedly broke free from Shaw's arms.

MC: Someone is coming, you go first…

Shaw: I won’t.

Shaw flashed a mischievous smile, gripping my hand tightly, clearly not intending to move an inch.

As the tourists got closer, I hurriedly adjusted my clothes and hair accessories, calling out to greet them.

MC: I am the Lovesick Maiden.

Tourists: Eh?

The tourists looked at me in confusion, then at Shaw beside me, and finally at our clasped hands.

Tourists: Then, who is this gentleman?

MC: He is…

Shaw: I am the one she likes.

Before I could even organize my words, Shaw spoke up first. The tourists across from us were all so surprised that they stared wide-eyed.

Tourist: Huh? Have we triggered a hidden plot?

Tourist: The Lovesick Maiden has a new lover? She doesn't want that scholar anymore?

MC (starts panicking): No! Huh, huh, huh—

Shaw (burst into laughter): Hahahaha!

In an instant, my frantic shout and Shaw's laughter echoed through the courtyard, startling the birds and causing them to take flight.

—

⚡Part 2

[shy-sapphic-ace]

THEY’RE SHARING A BED THEY BOOKED A HOTEL ROOM WITH ONLY ONE BED TRUST 🫶

[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..

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

All I Want for Christmas Is....

Yang: (clinging to the door frame for dear life as an unknown entity pulls her away)

Sun: (nails screeching across the floor as he's pulled by the tail by the same entity, finally catching the doorframe)

Jaune: (crying and screaming like a little girl as he's being dragged through the building like a ragdoll by the same entity as Sun and Yang)

Yang & Sun: (grab Jaune just as he's about to fly passed the doorway)

Jaune: (holding on for dear life) Thanks, guys!

Yang & Sun: Don't mention it!

Ruby: (from the couch and watching the scene unfold) What's going on?

Neptune: I have no idea, but it's funny. (munches popcorn)

Blake: Should... should we do something?

Weiss: We don't even know what has them.

Emerald: (Walks in) Oh, Santa must be gathering all the materials he needs to deliver presents.

RNBW: Say what now?

YSJ: (struggling to hold on) People....have....got to stop....asking for....attractive, heart of gold, golden retriever personified blondes for Christ- (slowly disappear from view) -maaaaaaas!

Ruby: Uh.... Blake, Neptune, aren't you guys right here?

Weiss: And your partners just got spirited away because someone else wished for them from Santa?

Blake & Neptune: (leap from their seats with their weapons drawn) OH, HELL, NO!!! (give chase)

Blake: Get back here with my blonde, Fat Man!!!

Neptune: That is MY muscle, monkey, boytoy!

Santa: Ho-Ho-Holy Fuck!!! Bring it on, children! I'll put both of you on the naughty list!

RWE: (blink) Uhhhh...

Penny: (suddenly being levitated passed the window, stiff as a board) Hello, girlfriend Ruby! Goodbye, girlfriend Ruby!

Ruby: Hey! That one's mine! (lock and loads Crescent Rose and gives chase)

[bumblebybelladonna]

Bumbleby Week - Jealousy 🐝

@bumblebyweek-blog

[phantom248]

Adventures of Gong Yuanzhi in Fangs of Fortune world!

Part 1

Part 2

Gong Yuanzhi was normally so careful that it was hard for many to sneak up in him.

However, there was one person who always succeeded. Like today as he hissed in his ear and Yuanzhi jumped up like a startled cat, fur bristling.

"I see you must have come up with new poisons to test on chongwu camp."

He scowled. "And you must have a lot of free time agaon to creep up on others, old geezer."

The older man was clearly displeased at this insult. "Your eyes have deteriorated so much you can't even recogize a handsome young demon infront of you."

"More like an old fossil who refuses to keel over," Gong Yuanzhi muttered disdainfully, patting off the dust from his fluffy fur cloak.

Their 'friendship' had started out without both their consent. Gong Yuanzhi, had found a new hobby im recent years whenever he came to this world: testing all his poisons and medicines on chongwu camp. For once, no one here stopped him from doing so, let alone chastise him. The only condition that Wen diancang relayed to him from Zhuo Yichen was to never get caught. He had scoffed at that, he was not an amateur!

It was on one of his trips when he was testing a harmless poison that only gave diarrhoea to the victims until they dropped dead that he met a the old geezer on whom no poison worked. Although very murderously arrogant, the man was more offended on being called old geezer and did his best to prove that he was, indeed, not that old and was instead a demon who was possessing some stupid mortal. But Gong Yuanzhi refused to believe in it despite the Truth Eye and kept throwing all the poisons he had, calling him a fossil after he learned of his true age.

At some point, it had devolved to a childish competition. Gong Yuanzhi refused to believe that he couldn't come up with a poison that could down Li Lun, and Li Lun halted his murder attempts untill the brat admitted defeat and appologized for calling him an old geezer.

Both have them haven't succeeded yet.

"So?" Li Lun raised an eye brow at him. Gong Yuanzhi sniffed disdinfully.

"You will learn if you get down there and drink that soup for recruits."

Li Lun conveyed a much more disdainful expression. "Eat mortal food? Why don't you just hit me-"

"Wish granted" Gong Yuanzhi whistled inncoently as his hidden weapon hit its mark as the old geezer was going on a monologue, giving him a chance to escape. He did so, cackling all the while as he knew for a fact that if nothing else, the powder Wen Xiao Jie Jie gave him would still keep the demon down for a few minutes. He ignored all the curses the old fossil let out behind him.

He knew when he told the others about this, they will be very proud of him. Except Zhuo Yichen, that spoil sport. Gong Yuanzhi had one gege in his life and he didn't needed another, poor copy😒

Gong Yuanzhi whenever he scores a hit against Li Lun everytime or sees chongwu hedgehogs vulnerable to his stray poisoning habits:

Part 4

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[feychild1225]

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