#jiaoqiu oneshot

[gh0st-onesh0ts]

Jiaoqiu x gn!reader- 16

summary- you've started to skip meals, and avoid anything to do with food. Jiaoqiu had started to catch one. t/w- Eating disorder (reader) below the tag A/n- I'm very sorry if anything in this anything is wrong or rude in a way, please DM or comment if you want something changed ❤️

Jiaoqiu had noticed something about you since you'd first gotten together. You avoided eating, you skipped meals and you always made sure your knew what was in your food. He'd found it strange how you did all these things, but he'd eventually put the pieces together.

He started to become increasingly worried ever since he figured it out. He always made sure you at least had one meal a day. You could see what he was doing and tried to assure him that you were perfectly fine.

"Y/n, are you feeling okay? You've hardly touched your food. It's your favourite right?" You could see concern etched onto his face.

"Oh yeah. Just not feeling it tonight."

"Is it too spicy?"

"No no it's great, I'm just feeling a bit sick tonight."

"Would you like to go lay down?"

You nodded at his suggestion. Your body moved slowly and your eyes dropped as you walked. All you'd had today was water, but you couldn't tell him that could you? He'd start to fuss over you again like he always did.

Soon after he'd washed up he'd come to check on you. He placed his hand over your forehead to check your temperature.

"You don't have a fever. Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah." You grumbled.

"I know you're not, please talk to me." He sat on the edge of the bed and ran his fingers through your hair.

"I am fine."

"Y/n. This isn't okay, you're not eating anymore."

"I am eating!"

"What did you eat today?"

All you could do was stay silent, you couldn't tell him you hadn't eaten! Tears started to fall down your face. You didn't know what to do anymore.

"Please." His voice cracked.

He lay down and wrapped his arms around you. Jiaoqiu didn't know what to do. The best he could do was hold you.

"Talk to me when you're ready."

You sniffled in his arms "Yeah okay."

[milkbobatyun]

an eye for an eye

pairing: jiaoqiu x gn!reader

genre: angst

summary: the two of you were always bitter enemies, ever since you were young. but feelings change over time, and you made the greatest sacrifice because of it.

word count: 2.2k

a/n: i have finally gotten around to editing and now posting the pt 2 of save your tears!! to the people who were requesting this, i hope this is up to your expectations ૮₍˶Ó﹏Ò ⑅₎ა

you remembered now.

your rivalry started when the two of you were fresh-faced students, attending the ranzhi school in hopes of becoming the top healer.

jiaoqiu and you had opposing views, often clashing in heated debates in class. the two of you were like fire and water, fighting tooth and nail to rip the position of no. 1 on the exam billboard from each other. every exam, the title of no. 1 bounced between the two of you.

you detested jiaoqiu’s sly smirk, his teasing voice every time he scored higher or was praised by the teacher. every self-satisfied smile made your fists clench, nails digging into your skin. his proud mannerisms made you want to both punch his face in and bash your head against a wall.

yet what you hated the most was how his sly remarks made your heart dance in its cage, tomato red saturating the tips of your ears when you made eye contact.

jiaoqiu hated your quiet presence, how his eyes would search for you every time he entered a room. your arrogant presence ruffled his fur. your quiet, studious presence made his fur prickle with irritation. whenever the teacher affirmed your comment and you sent an arrogant smirk in his direction, jiaoqiu wanted to claw his own eyes out.

what jiaoqiu despised the most was how his heart would speed up every time he saw you, ears pricking up with interest when he heard your voice.

every class was a battle, the other students only watching in silent mortification as you and jiaoqiu battled with medical terms and theories, words clashing like swords, relentless and unstoppable, each seeking to deliver the final blow.

the climax of your rivalry was during a class discussion, when the teacher posed the hypothetical question–what was the best treatment for someone who had drunk tumbleweed poison?

a hand shot up in the air.

“an eye for an eye. find a willing participant to donate their eyes.” you spoke, confidence and certainty clear in your voice.

the teacher’s remark is cut off by a hand slamming into the table.

“ridiculous. who has ever heard of such a thing?” jiaoqiu jumped up, fur bristling in every direction, ears flattened in anger and pointing an accusatory finger at you. “who would ever want to sacrifice their own sight for someone else? i say that medicine to slow down the poison and its effects is the best method, there is no known cure for tumbleweed poisoning.”

as expected, the debate between the two of you lasts long, the sun’s pale yellow rays deepen into a warm golden, sun sliding further down the horizon, before the bell tinkles in the distance, signifying the end of the class.

it was ironic, that was the last debate that you had with jiaoqiu before your graduation. after, you both went your separate ways. sometimes, you found yourself missing the cunning foxian, with his smiling eyes that held something more.

jiaoqiu often found himself wondering what you were up to, his thoughts drifting to you when he drank a tea you had once mentioned to your friends. he missed your arrogant presence, with the quiet studious nature drawing all his attention every time he entered a room. 

he habitually visited your herb store, tail and ears twitching with amusement as he pushed your buttons. he could see the vein throbbing in your neck, how you would clench your hands on the tabletop, a forced polite smile carved onto your face. a similarly sly grin was reflected on jiaoqiu’s.

when the war broke out, you sometimes wondered if jiaoqiu would be safe, after all, he was the healer for the merlin’s claw, the frontlines was his second home.

while he treated feixiao, jiaoqiu often found his thoughts wandering to you. would you have used a different herb to treat her? or would you have used a completely different method? he found himself almost missing the heated debates and the thrill it gave him, his heart beating faster, tail swishing in excitement.

the sound of the door opening awakens jiaoqiu.

sunlight warmed his body, as he lay in his bed, resting, according to the doctor’s orders.

though his sight had been stolen by the poison, he knows where everything is, the memories and layout etched into his brain.

“jiaoqiu,” feixiao called from the doorway. the mentioned foxian’s ears swivel atop his head, turning his face in the direction he hoped feixiao was standing. “i’ve brought someone to help you regain your sight. we’ll come in now.”

two sets of footsteps pattered across the wooden floors, before stopping at the side of the bed.

“so,” jiaoqiu begins. “who is this mysterious doctor who can cure me?”

“we started on the wrong foot before, jiaoqiu,” your voice floated through the air. “but i believe i can heal you.” you spoke quietly, voice wavering with nervousness.

though jiaoqiu couldn’t see, your eyes were flitting around the room, desperate to focus on anything but the foxian in front of you. your fingers were busy, picking at the bandage wrapped around your hand, from when the shard of porcelain sliced into your hand.

despite his sight being taken away, jiaoqiu’s ears could still recognise the voice of his rival during his student days and the person who he had rudely thrown the teacup at. his body stiffened, tail swishing in agitation and anxiety.

he suddenly recalled that he never apologised for his previous outburst. guilt flashed across his face, though he was quick to quash it down. his eyebrows furrowed, fists gripping the blanket underneath his hand.

jiaoqiu could imagine you, standing next to feixiao, proud and arrogant, like how you were in your youth. now, you had more reason to gloat. you had the upper hand in this moment.

the silence fell heavily between the three of you, feixiao’s brows knitted together, her sharp eyes noticed how you silently winced next to her, face turning more guilty than you were before you walked closer to jiaoqiu.

“feixiao, if you’ve come to taunt me with false hope, bringing along the person i least want to see, you can leave.” jiaoqiu’s voice cuts through the silence, definate in his decision.

you take a hesitant step forwards, stretching out a hand, worry and despair that jiaoqiu can’t see reflecting all on your face.

“stay away from me.” jiaoqiu growls, baring his teeth in your direction. “have you come to mock me again? to rub it in my face that i can’t be the top healer anymore?” spite and hate drip from his voice, like poison.

no, that's not what he meant. he was supposed to apologise, but this, sharp words that only served to harm people, came more naturally, especially with you.

you flinch, snatching your hand back, trying to stop the trembling in your hands. your hands tightened its grasp on your medicine box, knuckles turning white.

feixiao sighed, exasperated at the childish nature of her healer.

“jiaoqiu,” she spoke firmly. “if you want to be able to heal me in the future, then you need your sight back. i know you had history with [name], in fact, i heard about what happened last time, but they’re the only one right now who has a shred of hope in saving your sight.”

hearing feixiao’s reasoning, the fight left jiaoqiu’s body like a deflating balloon.

with an annoyed exhalation, jiaoqiu could only obediently nod his head in agreement.

settling your medicine box onto the mahogany bedside table, you began unpacking your instruments, while explaining the procedure to jiaoqiu and feixiao.

“i’m sure you remember, jiaoqiu, the proposed theory i had about how to treat tumbleweed poison.”

“an eye for an eye.” jiaoqiu echoed, the corners of his mouth twitching in amusement as he remembered the memory.

“indeed.” you affirmed, nodding your head. 

with a shaky breath in, you picked up the right instruments, beginning the procedure.

when jiaoqiu awoke, the weak morning rays filtered through the window, shining upon his blankets. jiaoqiu marvelled at the success of your operation, drinking in the sights of his familiar abode. he glanced around. the traces of feixiao’s presence were clear, an empty chair pulled up beside his bed, her coat thrown over a chair and her weapon propped up against the wall.

slipping out of bed, jiaoqiu exited his bedroom, expecting to see you at any moment, ready to gloat to him about your genius and how you were better than him in medicinal skill.

yet the house was oddly silent, no life present, the only sound the soft patter of his slippered feet hitting the wooden floor.

confused on where the guests were, he made his way outside, the spray of the sea air sprinkling against his skin.

he saw the back of your figure, whispering something close to feixiao’s ear. the roar of the waves drowned out your voices, not even jiaoqiu’s sensitive ears could pick up what you were muttering.

feixiao noticed jiaoqiu’s lurking presence, glancing at him with surprise and a hint of worry in her eyes. with a curt final message, feixiao left the two of you, throwing a departing glare of warning at jiaoqiu.

pausing by jiaoqiu’s shoulder, feixiao muttered to him a word of warning.

“be mindful of what you say to [name] and be gentle with your words.” feixiao hissed.

jiaoqiu dismissed her words with a shrug of his shoulders, annoyance present on his face. he was the patient, so why was feixiao being so nice to the healer?

with purpose in his step, jiaoqiu stalked towards you.

the tap tap of footsteps drawing closer behind you alerted you to a presence behind you, a simple deduction telling you it was most likely jiaoqiu.

“so,” jiaoqiu’s silky tone broke through the din. “how do you feel, o mighty healer?”

his voice dropped with mockery, a sly smile cruelly curving his mouth.

“i feel the same.” your curt voice was indifferent, not turning to look at jiaoqiu.

his fur bristled in annoyance. the fight in your voice, always present when you talked to him, was gone and it unnerved him.

“which unfortunate individual did you scam, to trade their eyesight for mine?” jiaoqiu pressed on, hoping for some sort of reaction from you. anger, glee, smugness, it mattered not to him, your lack of emotion put him on edge.

silence.

“i’m talking to you.” jiaoqiu growled. “at least look at me.”

only the splash waves answered his question.

jiaoqiu marched towards you, placing a heavy hand on your shoulder and turning you around to face him.

almost in slow motion, you turned, the white bandages falling away from your face.

the howl of the wind fell silent, the whole world holding its breath. jiaoqiu’s breath caught in his throat, his thoughts scattering like startled birds, words faltering on his tongue. a numbing shock swept over him, rendering him frozen.

jiaoqiu’s sharp eyes met yours. they were once so full of life and fire, now clouded over with milky white, sight stolen. his heart dropped in his chest, all the mockery and sarcasm ripped out of him.

the final remanants of arrogance melted from his tone, leaving only disbelief and pity. his ears flattened against his head, as he stared at the bandages.

“you–” jiaoqiu’s voice cracked. “why?” he breathed. “why give your eyes away? to me, of all people?”

your lips twisted into a wry smile. “love makes people do stupid things, jiaoqiu.” you whispered, sadness saturating your voice. where tears used to form, beads of scarlet began to pool, threatening to spill over.

jiaoqiu’s sharp tongue, always ready to retort, was rendered useless, staring helplessly at the person in front of him, pale eyes gazing somewhere beyond him, a once fierce rival, reduced to a broken and selfless person. 

jiaoqiu’s throat tightened, reaching out his hand, hovering near your shoulder. an overwhelming sorrow ate away in his chest, guilt gnawing at his insides.

“why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, voice flooding with confusion and hurt.

you laughed, a hollow sound, laced with upset. “you wouldn’t have let me, if you had known.”

jiaoqiu’s ears flattened in shame, his lips pressed into a thin line. he knew, he would’ve argued with you, hell, even fought with you if he could see. but now, it was too late.

“you know, i never really hated you,” your voice broke through the silence, bloody tears trailing down your cheeks. “no, wait, i did, at the start, i really did hate you, with a burning passion.” you let out another sorrowful laugh. “but somewhere along the line, the hate, it turned to love.”

jiaoqiu’s breath caught, all those years of rivalry, it was something more, something simmering beneath the surface, just out of reach, something neither of you wanted to admit.

he wanted to say something, do anything, reach out and wipe your tears, perhaps, but his words and his body weren’t listening, he was frozen. his hand still suspended in mid-air. the weight of everything left unsaid hung between the two of you.

“i’m sorry,” he finally exhaled, voice raw with emotion, regret, barely audible in the wind. “maybe one day, if you wish, no, if you could ever forgive me, would you still give me a chance?”

deep down, he knew, it would be a long time, but he would wait for you, no matter how long.

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[vermilionsun]

AM I TRIPPIN?!

DO YOU SEE IT?!

[dervaaas]

Treatment is not the reason, the main thing is to eat well.

Character: Jiaoqiu

Synopsis: Being a cloud knight is hard, especially if you get injured after battles. But how good it is that there is a healer who will heal and feed!

Wn: If there are any, please tell me!

F!Reader!

English is not my native language! That's why I tried to avoid game terms. Written before 2.4!

P.S. It didn't turn out what I planned, but the reader ate delicious.

The girl was a frequent visitor to his office. This is already a familiar environment. It was difficult to be on the front line in the fight against infected mara, and it was impossible to exclude any injuries.

Today is no exception. After a long battle, Y/N breaks into his office with the words: "Jiaoqiu, cook me something!". To which he sighs and puts down his brush.

"You finished earlier than I expected," Jiaoqiu gets up from his seat and walks over to the girl and gestures for her hand. Without hesitation, she stretches out her hand and watches as he measures her pulse and thus monitors the work of her other organs. — Apart from the abrasions, you have nothing serious. Why did you come?

— And I was hoping so, — the girl said it more to herself than to him. — I wanted to eat delicious food.

— To eat? Huh, I can cook something for the abrasions, but you know you can't eat it. Jiaoqiu smiles at her when he sees her droop after he finished his words. He grins and slaps her on the head before continuing, "If that's what you want, I can feed you that way."

The girl immediately jumps up from her seat, as if not believing his words. He just smiles and walks over to a rack with a lot of drawers. He gets the ingredients he needs from there, cuts them up, puts everything in a small pot, fills it with water and stirs it.

Jiaoqiu puts the pot on the fire, waves his fan, and a pleasant smell wafts throughout the room. The man does not pay attention to how Y/N is already sleeping on the couch. Perhaps she would be praising the way he was once again creating a culinary masterpiece.

Taking the pot off the fire, he puts it on the table and pours the soup into a plate. He also made tea. It is not particularly different from the usual one, but has a better healing effect. He wanted to give her the ointment right away, but changed his mind. Because another idea came to his mind.

— Y/N, everything is ready. When he gets no answer, he turns around, but sees her sleeping on the couch near the entrance. Sighing heavily, he walks up to her and pokes her on the cheek. He chuckles a little when she squirms at his touch. But she opens her eyes anyway. — Go ahead.

— Oh, good! — Y/N jumps up from his seat and goes to the table, where everything is ready. I'm ready to be treated by you for the rest of my life!

— I'm not sure that you come here specifically for treatment. Jiaoqiu laughs when she sees her face, as if she's been caught red—handed. Which, in principle, it is.

— Mm.. Who knows. — The girl smiles at him, but he does not respond to this, only raises an eyebrow at her words. Y/N sits down at the table and starts eating the soup he has prepared. If she had the same ears and tail as Jiaoqiu, they would show how happy she is now to try something delicious.

— Is it that delicious? The fox smiles at her.

— Very much! You can't imagine how! — Y/N finishes the last portion and washes it down with a glass of tea that was brewed by a man. But she starts to feel like everything is starting to burn in her mouth. — Jiaoqiu, why did it become so sharply acute?

"You'll know how to distract me from my work for nothing." Jiaoqiu smiles at her as if he hadn't done anything. While the girl is outraged by his actions, he just laughs at her.

He is by no means against such a company and the fact that he is distracted from work. Even if his position in the commission depended on it, he would not miss a single moment to make a person smile just at the thought that the food would be prepared by none other than Jiaoqiu, a healer from Yaoqing.

[linkemon]

Kalopsia (Jiaoqiu x Reader)

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Other oneshots can be found here.

ᴋᴀʟᴏᴘꜱɪᴀ — ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇʟᴜꜱɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ. ᴀᴅᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴ���ꜱʜᴏᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɪɴ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴠᴇʀꜱɪᴏɴ 2.5.

Jiaoqiu stood on the cursed balcony.  

He sadly realized that the balcony was not at fault. It was cursed only because he was standing on it. He and his thoughts, from which he wanted to escape, even if he couldn't.  

The earth beneath his feet seemed to be his only connection to the world. And yet, in addition to touch, he had hearing. He twitched his furry ears. Jiaoqiu heard the familiar sound of footsteps. The rustle of clothes in the wind. He was like a prisoner about to be executed. Like when Hoolay had held him captive and he wasn't sure if he would ever be free again. With his heart beating wildly, Hoolay could easily end his life in a matter of minutes. And now, everyone was safe. Everyone Jiaoqiu loved was still with him. 

He would do it again. He didn't regret the decision he made. Even though the pain of the poison tore his body long after he had taken it. It would tear it apart and put it back together just so it could destroy it again. Maybe that was why it was so hard for him to get up and just live now because he had partly accepted then that he wouldn't be going back. The fight was over. General Feixiao would take care of everything. He was the only one left in the place, with the darkness everywhere.

He had never noticed how beautiful Xianzhou Alliance looked. Until now, it had simply been a ship full of people. A place he moved around. The sight of which he only sighed over on exceptionally beautiful days, when the light swept over the wooden planks and the wind stirred the red bells. But now it seemed even more beautiful to him. Just like [Reader]. The one whose footsteps he heard from afar. Things we can't have always look more beautifull than they actually are.

She walked so wonderfully unaware. Rejoicing that Jiaoqiu was still there. In a few seconds, she would see. Everything he would never be able. Eyes wandering in search of a light he would never see again. Hands desperately searching for the railing that would let him know he was only a few steps away from the abyss. Ears catching sounds because at least he had hearing left. What she wouldn't see was his heart. Shattering into glass fragments. Into mosaic patterns that could never be put back together. Because once you destroy it, even if you try to glue it, it would never be the same.  

He knew what she would tell him. That it didn't matter. She would be sympathetic to his condition but it wouldn't change how much she still wanted to be there for him. How could he explain to her that this changed everything? Every plan he had for the future that included her. All the moments he had put off. The later that would never come. Not everything could be done the same way without seeing.  

What was it like to imprison someone? But not in the way Hoolay had. Back then, Jiaoqiu hadn't wanted to be in the place where he'd been imprisoned. What was it like to imprison someone at their own will? To stay and take away some of their life's opportunities. Because that's what he would have done if he'd stayed. But was it in any way his decision? Why would he have taken away [Reader]'s free will? He should have just said so and let her decide. Thinking that way, he was only slightly better than his own tormentors. He wanted to strip her of her right to choose.  

Jiaoqiu had been hiding his face behind a fan for many years. To prevent his opponents from knowing his movements. Many thought so. He tried to make it look that way. But the truth was that the device was there to block himself off and cover him. From everything that tormented him around him. If someone can't see you, they won't see through you. They won't understand you completely. You won't have to worry then. It's hard to hurt somebody if you don't know where to aim. At that moment, he really wanted to take a set of red feathers in his hand and cover his heart. So that no one could ever hit it again. He didn't have to cover his eyes. No one would see the glow in his unconsciously moving pupils anymore. They were dead. 

He felt naked. And not just in a metaphorical sense. It was as if someone had ripped the fan out of his hand and with it his clothes. Even if he covered himself with the thickest blanket brought by the guild's merchant ships from the other end of the galaxy, he would still be aware that he was wearing nothing underneath. He should think positively. That's what he always told everyone who left the clinic. Sometimes he even scolded people for complaining. He had shouted too loudly a few times. The fox wanted to tear his hair out. Jiaoqiu was a doctor. He shouldn't think like that. Who was he if he couldn't practice what he had been recommending to his patients for so many years? He wanted to curse the entire world. Even if it had been his own decision that had led him to where he was now. He would do it again and yet some human part of him hated him for what had come of it.  

He took a deep breath. The ocean breeze filled his lungs. He wished he had more time to come to terms with the consequences but deep down he knew that probably no amount would solve the dilemma. He had to gather his courage and throw down his fan. He would have to say it. Give her freedom to choose and ask if she would willingly give it up. For him.  

He pricked up his ears. A few more seconds.  

Three.  

Two.  

One.  

— Jiaoqiu?

[aeryliciouss]

when the world goes dark - a Jiaoqiu oneshot (spoiler warning!!)

when the world goes dark (2463 words) by aeryliciouss Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Jiaoqiu (Honkai: Star Rail) Additional Tags: Heavy Angst, Canon Universe, Canon Rewrite, Jiaoqiu Needs a Hug (Honkai: Star Rail), I Can't Believe I Wrote This, Angst and Feels, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Not Really Character Death, Spoilers, Tags Contain Spoilers Summary: In the dark, a lone fox fights, just like any warrior, in a different kind of war, against an enemy he cannot see. "If the most lethal poison known to this world is able to save innocent lives… Then it can also be called a great medicine." So that he would not have any regrets when the world goes dark. "At the cost of this insignificant life, bring victory to the Yaoqing."

[iceunhie]

art of the fan!

premise: wherein jiaoqiu’s fan does half the work and reaps twice the effect.

warnings: gn!reader, 1.4k words, potential jiaoqiu ooc, written before his release. use of petnames and suffixes. please read the terminology guide below to understand their use in the plot, very ‘walk him like a dog’ core, though in this case fox would be more appropriate, haha.

a/n: guess who’s back with a oneshot (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠) here is my humble offering to the jiaoqiu nation, i did my best

jiaoqiu—for some reason—has made it his life’s mission to perpetually get under your skin.

recently, he has employed shady methods, most particularly instilling almost unfair use of his fan in order to get away with things he normally can't, poking at the strings in your heart like how a stick hits a hornet’s nest.

“yi sheng, is there a purpose for this?” you exclaim, with the foxian man sighing in faux disappointment. the sarcastic way of addressing his title does make his face spasm—but unfortunately for you, today, it seems it does little to dampen his mischief.

you are in the humiliating position of being in the sly man’s lap; aggrieved that your current predicament warrants unfair treatment that borders on harassment (an exaggeration, jiaoqiu has never been improper to that extent).

not to mention, his fan is aimed at your chin, making you look up at him while he applies ointment to a rather nasty bruise around your lip, with the gall to hum as he does so.

“ah, ah. don't move.” he holds the feathered fan under your chin, eyes ever closed while a placid smile graces his face, retaining his signature cunning. jiaoqiu has lost his mind. you keep to yourself, ignoring the heat in your cheeks that had made an appearance since earlier—because why else would he do this? (and why in the name of aeons would you let him? something must be wrong with your brain today.) “if you do not let me do this, that unsightly bruise might fester, you know.”

“you’re too close.”

“well, you were too far.”

“i am sitting on your lap, yi sheng. how close do you want us to be?” you roll your eyes, earning jiaoqiu a poke at your face, followed by his hand squishing at the fat on your cheeks. “hey, lwet goh of me…”

“still with the formalities... surely now you can address me by my name, can you?” jiaoqiu coaxes, like saying it might wash away all the fatigue in the world, because every inch of his being, from the tips of his ears to the veins in his heart and the wisps of his soul, his yearning and pining echoes and resounds in the cavity of his chest that holds only you, you, you.

what, jiaoqiu wonders, would it take for him to be the sole beholder of your brilliance? his hands holding yours, gripping faithfully and unfalteringly, your fates bound by knots; crimson in nature, entwined forevermore? his eyes soften because of course they do—for you mold him into a being devoted to commemorating your existence into his flesh, your voice settling in the marrow of his bones.

you falter, your heartbeat loud. jiaoqiu notices. of course he does. “yi sheng—”

“jiaoqiu.”

“yi—”

“qiu-er.”

“....” he can hear your heart thundering in your chest—thump, thump—and it has never occurred to him to praise his foxian senses until now. his smile widens, a fang poking out with the white of his teeth. “i'm waiting, baobei.” your face glows with warmth, and jiaoqiu fights the urge to swallow you up whole right then and there.

(he resists it often when it comes to you.)

“you’re so stubborn!” you say after much deliberation, rejection flat and heavy. jiaoqiu deflates, just a bit, and petulantly rubs ointment on the other bruises littering your face. (his ears show his displeasure, drooping down, comically flat against his head.)

“hmph. and you’re too stingy.”

“all the more reason not to, then!”

still not enough, huh? jiaoqiu wonders if he'll ever get you to crack; if you'll ever mirror the expression of his adoration—swishing tail and perked up ears aside. still, his touch is gentle, like the embers of a fire hugging you for warmth, a blazing sensation in which all the greed in the world falls short compared to his need to touch you, to perceive you. “will i ever hear my name on your lips? you seem to have no issue addressing others so casually.”

“and who exactly are these others?” you raise a brow at him. jiaoqiu shrugs, nonchalant. as though it didn't bother him (he's seething).

you note that he speaks with contempt, bitterness filtering his soft-spoken words. his tail wags rapidly. pfft, so… so childish! (and a little cute, but you don't say it for obvious reasons.)

“well, for starters, the madam general, the dozing general, yunli, the herbalists near the red fox theater, the stair sweepers....”

“wait, wait, that's too many! and the stair sweepers, really?!”

“i’ll avoid answering further questions.”

“you look like you've swallowed vinegar, laoshi.” you croon, biting where you can at the weakened fox you've made, defiantly lowering your chin still held captive by jiaoqiu’s fan. “besides, i merely do it to cut all at one stroke. after all, it is you, yi sheng—” you relish in jiaoqiu’s expression when you get eerily close, noses almost touching, “that insisted i ought to call you by that title, did you not? who knew you were so easy to displease.”

his face constricts, and his hands lower, one hand gripping firm at your waist, and jiaoqiu reels away from you, hiding his face behind his fan as his cheeks tint themselves scarlet. his pride would not allow him to refute, and you knew that very well. “that...”

because you know him. know his ticks, his tells—jiaoqiu does not know if that is love. but his willingness to drop his guard, to let you slip by his foxy exterior—to allow you to burrow and fuse yourself into the tapestry of his being, that of which the fibers of his soul accept and wholeheartedly make room for you; constricting his breath, perceiving you. (he doesn't know if you're in love with him yet, but he is. maybe he always will be.)

your lips quirk up instead, the apples of your cheeks forming while smile lines grace your features, that of which he cannot look away from, cannot close his eyes from; for what use is closing one’s eyes when his sight was granted to him to behold you?

jiaoqiu’s saving grace is that you were kinder for your own good. if he could keep that kindness to himself, then….

“as expected, it's so weird when you're silent,” you laugh, and jiaoqiu’s stare rushes to behold you, the echo of your joy forming his heart anew. “jiaoqiu. there, you petulant fox. happy now?”

and the way he looks at you—his pupils expanding, eyes wide, jiaoqiu loves. the entire universe could crumble and turn to ashes this instant, and he would not look away.

“...i’m not.” you look at him with playful scorn. really, after all this trouble, your eyes seem to say. he chuckles dryly, forcing himself to laugh, because jiaoqiu wants to keep this euphoria and let it sink into his ears, his lungs and his brain. he wants to bottle the sound of your voice forming his name and setting his body ablaze like golden starlight in a place no one can hear but him.

“not what?” facing you, holding you, he can't even begin to breathe. jiaoqiu thinks this might be love, sprouting from his eyes and filling the corners of his veins, circulating fully, wholly, and utterly.

“i’m not happy at all.” he speaks your name like the growing embers of a wildfire, burning his throat and letting jiaoqiu dare to perceive you. “it’s lacking. it will always be lacking.”

and because you were you, you know exactly where to fan the flames. “ever the cunning one, aren't you, qiu-er?”

jiaoqiu thinks it's time you had enough of your fun. again, he's never had reason to praise his senses—but when he hears the deafening beats that increase as he looks at you even more—he thinks that maybe being a foxian is a decision fate was wise in undertaking.

he dips his head low, and before you can question why his fan covered your faces, a soft sensation floods your senses, warming you to the core when you feel the plush of his lips on yours. you feel his smile against your mouth, and the teasing bite down your lower lip makes your eyes turn to saucers.

this sly fox…!

pulling away, jiaoqiu hides his face behind his fan again, almost gloating when he takes in your aghast expression. “well, it's not so lacking anymore, i suppose.”

you glare. “that ointment of yours is useless now that you've kissed it away, you know.”

jiaoqiu brings the hand by your side to his lips, kissing your knuckles, devoting himself to every atom that comprises you, every cell that unravels and ties itself to create you; and he’ll adore you, chasing and basking in the warm daylight you bestow him.

“i can always kiss it better, anyway.” he ruffles your hair, the smile in his eyes mischievous and utterly unfair, because it's sincere, and blinding ....and jiaoqiu is already uncaring of the rapid wag of his tail. “didn’t you say it yourself? i am cunning, after all.”

BONUS: how to tame a foxian in one go!

“baobei, you certainly know how to leave someone breathless.”

“don’t follow me.”

“you’re not denying it though.”

“qiu’er, you’ll be demoted back to yi sheng.”

“huh?! thats cruel! wait, i said i’m sorry—!”

— terminology guide.

· [ 事半功倍 / half the work, twice the effect ] — (an idiom) the right approach leads to the desired/better results; jiaoqiu wanted reader to call him by his name affectionately, and the right ‘approach’ refers to making use of both the fan and the opportunity to kiss reader (which he got and more with minimal effort)

· [ 一刀切 / to cut all at one stroke ] — (idiom) one solution or ‘one size fits all’, reference to how reader doesn't want to refer to jiaoqiu as his name nor do they want to be mistaken to be in a relationship with him (playfully), so they refer to him as yi sheng ( 医生 ) so people don't get confused and see how jiaoqiu absolutely hates it (menace)

other: bao bei ‹ 宝贝 | baby/babe › , -er ‹ friendly and affectionate suffix often used in a teasing way › , yi sheng ‹ 医生 | doctor › laoshi ‹ 老师/老師 | teacher, used often in a certain part of china. used formally for instructors and teachers* ›

*as for why reader refers to jiaoqiu as laoshi aka teacher, jiaoqiu is a counselor (based on given canon information) and they use it to rile him up (since they use it sarcastically—because jiaoqiu was basically ordering them/instructing them to stay still while treating them ^^; hope this makes sense !

tidbit note: when reader says ‘consumed vinegar’ it is a funny way to show that he's jealous, because vinegar is sour (just like jiaoqiu's mood!)

note: hello! i apologize for being so late and so inconsistent with my posts, life has been busy lately with my job. as recompense, have a oneshot… lol. also, this fic wouldn't have happened without the lovely consultation of my friend and mootie @lowkeyren who helped me with making sure i was using the appropriate terms of affectionate address for reader and jiaoqiu, haha. can you tell i loved playing around with his character? even though he isn't out yet TT personally, i think i quite like the dynamic between reader and jiaoqiu; although this may be ooc in some point in time. he just gives off the vibe of a teasing smug bastard… who is a pathetic mess for his lover. or is it just me?? well, who knows…

@ ICEUNHIE: do not plagiarize, repost or steal my work.

[yurinaa-world]

could you perhaps write a oneshot to do with the reader getting hurt and jiaoqiu fawning over them? it could be anh scenario you wish :)

you’re writing is so well written as well!!

"𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒹"

💫𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Jiaoqiu x Gender-Neutral reader

💫𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: You've got yourself injured but this he's isn't mad at all, he seems to fawning over you instead?

💫𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff, One mention of blood, & Spelling Mistakes

💫𝒩𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓈: aww thank you!! that's so sweet of you to say!

💫𝒥𝒾𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓊 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒴𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓃𝑔"

You’re always making him worried about you. Of course, you take care of yourself but how can he think that when 7 out of 10 times you see him, you're injured, bloody, and all messed up? He completely freaks out the second he sees you like this, wraps his arms around you and he runs around trying to fix up your wounds as fast as posable before you lose any more blood.

Telling him not to worry doesn’t help in the slightest. The people around him point that out as well, how lovesick and worried he becomes whenever you're injured, they don’t even bother with anything whenever hurt since it’ll be thrown to the side anyway. He's like a wife of a sailor, waiting for his lover to return.

He feels partially guilty at times that some of your injuries could have been avoided if he had been there with you. Instead, he wants to fasten your healing process as much as possible, making sure you’re perfectly fine and he won’t let you leave until any and every wound on your pretty skin has completely healed.

But now you’re confused, he's acting differently today, Usually, he’s mad at you for getting injured but not today? Why? You can’t help but have so many thoughts while staring back at Jiaoqiu had such a loving gaze in his eyes while holding a spoon in front of you—motioning you to eat—odd, what's with the profound treatment he's giving you? you get you're injured but it’s not like you can’t do anything.

“Eat till your heart's content.” he cooed, shoving the spoon in your mouth after you just stared back for a long time, watching glug down the food with a joyful smile at the taste.

Yet with how much food he made—the table filled to the ends with different dishes that are all steaming hot, you doubt eating all of it, but he’s definitely not letting you leave the table until you’re full. 

“You didn’t have to make so much.” you smile, looking at every dish—a couple you won’t be able to even try—he just smiles back without a worry about what you said, shoving another filled spoon into your mouth, any thought of worry leaving your mind which just makes him happy, leaning to clean off a piece of food in the corner of your lip with his thumb.

“Don’t worry about little things like that, just worry about your recovery,”

May you have a quick recovery, but no matter how many times you get hurt, he'll take you with open arms and he'll make sure any dark bruises heal.

[harmonysanreads]

──── ⵌ HONKAI STAR RAIL MASTERLIST

BITE SIZED DRABBLES

「 note : most of these were done before character(s) release 」

-; ੈ♡˳ Kafka

-; ੈ♡˳ Blade

-; ੈ♡˳ March 7th

-; ੈ♡˳ Aventurine [ 1 ] [ 2 ] [ 3 ] [ 4 ]

-; ੈ♡˳ Sunday [ 1 ] [ 2 ] [ 3 ] [ 4 ] [ 5 ]

-; ੈ♡˳ Jiaoqiu

ONESHOTS AND DRABBLES

↬:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧ aventurine

❝ Inure ❞

❝ Happy Birthday Aventurine, 05.05.24 ❞

↬:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧ dr ratio

❝ Inure ❞

↬:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧ sunday

❝ Curtain Call ❞

❝ Analysis : Sunday and Jealousy ❞

❝ Interaction : The Halovian Winged Burger Incident ❞

❝ Interaction : You Remind Me Of A Cuttlefish ❞

↬:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧ jiaoqiu

❝ Dosis Sola Facit Venenum ❞

↬:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧ mr. reca

❝ Interaction : The Persistence Of Memory ❞

CONCEPTS AND SCENARIOS

☆彡 Yandere!Ex!Aventurine Concept

☆彡 Shared Between Yandere!Aventurine and Yandere!Dr Ratio

☆彡 Aventurine and Couches

☆彡 Sunday and Couches

☆彡 Recipe for a Perfect Yandere!Sunday

☆彡 Watching Sad Movies with Aventurine, Dr Ratio and Sunday

☆彡 The Doctor's Handwriting Fiasco

☆彡 Sunday and His Gloves

☆彡 Blow a Kiss to Sunday, Aventurine and Dr Ratio

☆彡 Playing Dress Up with Sunday, Aventurine, Dr Ratio and Blade

☆彡 Moze and Baths

☆彡 Shared Between Yandere!Jiaoqiu and Yandere!Moze

☆彡 Appreciating Boss Aventurine's Claws

☆彡 Sunday vs Kamisato Ayato : Who Is Scarier?

☆彡 Sunday's Fan Club

☆彡 Conditioning Via Rewards ft. Sunday

☆彡 Boops Everywhere

☆彡 Tips For Writing Aventurine

☆彡 Tips For Writing Sunday

CASE STUDIES [NOTEWORTHY DISCUSSIONS WITH OTHERS]

❝ Heeding The Danger Sign ❞

✧ aventurine, sunday

❝ Ignorance Of Duplicity ❞

✧ sunday

❝ Dissection ❞

✧ sunday

❝ Closure Through Criticism ❞

✧ dr ratio

❝ Abrupt Marriage Proposal ❞

✧ aventurine, sunday

❝ A Sweet Dream ❞

✧ sunday

❝ On The World's Propensity Towards Insanity ❞

✧ blade

❝ Dewlight Pavilion Shenanigans ❞

✧ sunday

❝ The Art Of Complimenting ❞

✧ dr ratio

❝ To The Unexpected ❞

✧ sunday

© harmonysanreads, all rights reserved.

[soapssuds]

Honkai Star Rail

Jing Yuan

Drabble | Jing Yuan x Reader

Smut | Jing Yuan x Fem!Reader

Fic | There is No Law that Emperors Must be Fair

Emperor ! Jing Yuan x Princess ! Reader

Summary | You are set to marry the Emperor, Jing Yuan. In order to break the engagement, you stage an accident and fake having amnesia. But now, your own cruel, cold, and distant fiancé, who seemed to not want anything to do with you, is now acting all lovey dovey!

fic's taglist

Drabble | A Bad Day, Jing Yuan x Reader

Drabble | mara struck jing yuan

Drabble | jing yuan x reader

Drabble | Foxian ! Jing Yuan x Reader

Gepard

Oneshot | Just a Little Crush, Gepard x Reader

Headcanons | Dating Headcanons, Gepard x Male ! Doctor ! Reader

Caelus

Oneshot | We Meet Again and Again, Caelus (male mc) x Reincarnated ! Xiao ! Male ! Reader

Sunday

The Day To Day Life Of An Angel And The Oblivious Believer He's Fallen For!

Angel ! Sunday x Oblivious ! Reader

Summary | In which I write short drabbles here and there about Sunday struggling to try and get y/n to take a hint.

First Dates and The Friendzone

I Love You, But...

The Cliché Beach Episode

Imagine | Worry, Sunday x Reader

Imagine | Unknown ! Yandere x Reader

Imagine | Wrong Name, Right Name, and I Love You, Sunday x Reader

Headcanons | Yandere ! Sunday

Drabble | Sunday x Reader

Teacher!Sunday

Imagine | Aeon!Sunday x Reader au

Smut | Sunday x Female!Reader

Dan Heng

Drabble | Dan Feng/Dan Heng x Reader

Drabble | Dan Heng x Reader, Caelus x Reader(?) + Pt. 2

Aventurine

Imagine | Aventurine x Casino Dealer ! Reader

Drabble | Aventurine x Vidyadhara ! Reader

Teaching Aventurine how to dance

Drabble | Aventurine x Reader

Aventurine's Fem ! Significant Other getting Misgendered

Fortune Teller ! Reader x Aventurine

Longing | Aventurine x Reader

Longing Pt. 2

Longing Pt. 3

Imagine | Slight Yandere ! Aventurine x Reader

Headcanons | Yandere ! Aventurine x Reader

Drabble | Aventurine x Sick ! s/o

Imagine | modern high school au ! aventurine x reader

Topaz & Aventurine

Topaz x Reader x Aventurine Poly Relationship Headcanons

Aventurine x Reader x Topaz Angst + Fluff

Aventurine x Reader x Topaz

Headcanons | Aventurine x Reader x Topaz

Reader taking care of sick!aventurine and sick!topaz (separate)

Yanderes calling s/o "good girl"

Reader with anger issues

Horror movie

Blade

Drabble | Blade x Reader

Imagine | Blade x Reader

Drabble | Blade x Reader

Imagine | Blade x Reader (angst)

Sparkle

Imagine | Long Gone, Sparkle x Reader

Boothill

Drabble | Boothill x Insecure ! Reader

Drabble | Boothill x Reader

Smut | Boothill x Reader

Story Teaser | Boothill x Reader

Imagine | Boothill x Child ! Reader [PLATONIC]

Drabble | Boothill x Ghost ! Reader

Drabble | Boothill x Reader

Drabble | Boothill x Reader

Drabble | Boothill x Reader

Drabble | Boothill x Reader

Denting Boothill and/or scratching his paint by complete accident without him noticing (or not knowing it was you who did it).

Drabble | Boothill x Sad!Reader

Drabble | Self-aware ! Boothill

Drabble | Boothill x Vidyadhara ! Reader

Topaz

You and Numby Talk, and Topaz Catches You

Oneshot | Topaz x Worried ! Reader

Topaz x gn ! Reader Headcanons

Yandere ! Topaz x Princess ! Reader Headcanons

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

NSFW Headcanons

More Topaz <3 or When You Ask for Something Way too Expensive

Headcanons | Topaz x Reader (who works at a hedgehog café)

Drabble | Topaz x Injured!Fem!Reader

Drabble/Headcanons | Topaz x Injured!Reader

Frankenstein Monster Topaz

Yandere!Werewolf!Topaz

Black Swan & Acheron

Headcanons | Yandere ! Black Swan x gn ! Reader x Yandere ! Acheron

Ratio

Dr Ratio

Robin

Drabble | Yandere ! Robin x Reader

Smut | Yandere ! Robin x Fem ! Reader

Yanderes calling s/o "good girl"

Reader with anger issues

Horror movie

Fu Xuan

Lady Fu always looks for reasons to talk to you

Jing Yuan & Jiaoqiu

Drabble | Foxian ! Jing Yuan x Reader x Jiaoqiu

Jiaoqiu

Drabble | Jiaoqiu x Reader

Drabble | Jiaoqiu x Reader

Drabble | Jiaoqiu x Reader

drabble | jiaoqiu x reader

Acheron

Drabble | Acheron x Reader

Robin & Himeko

Reader taking care of sick!robin and sick!himeko (separate)

Feixiao & Jingliu

Request | Jingliu x Reader x Feixiao (smut)

Natasha

Yanderes calling s/o "good girl"

nsfw headcanons for yan!natasha

moze

drabble | yandere ! moze

Topaz & Asta

Yandere!Topaz & Asta

feixiao

Headcanons | Feixiao x Foxian ! Fem ! Reader

Lingsha

Yandere!Lingsha

[felibrary]

# HONKAI STAR RAIL MASTERLIST

AVENTURINE

WHAT IT MEANS TO LOVE YOU | oneshot

aventurine fluff drabble

WISH YOU WERE SOBER | oneshot

"I SEE MY REFLECTION IN YOUR EYES" | oneshot

505 (birthday fic) | oneshot

YOU COULD HAVE ANYONE YOU WANT | drabble

TWO TRUTHS, ONE LIE | oneshot

THIRD TIME'S THE CHARM! | oneshot

DIE WITH A SMILE | oneshot (the prologue of a former series of mine)

—

SUNDAY

TO LAST FOR AN ETERNITY | oneshot

—

JIAOQIU

SLY FOX, DUMB BUNNY ! | oneshot

—

VARIOUS CHARACTERS

ANG BEER NA 'TO O ANG PAG-IBIG MO? ft. various characters (ratio, sunday, aventurine) | headcanons + drabbles

I KNOW LOVE EXISTS BECAUSE YOU'RE FULL OF IT ! ft. various characters (topaz, robin, aventurine, sunday) | headcanons + drabbles

EXPECTATIONS ARE TOO HIGH ! ft. various characters (argenti, aventurine, sunday) | headcanons

© FELIBRARY 2024. stealing, copying, translating, reposting my works on other platforms or feeding them to ai is not permitted.

[milkbobatyun]

save your tears

pairing: jiaoqiu x gn!reader

genre: angstober, events

summary: you were bitter enemies, from the start and for eternity. nothing could repair your relationship

word count: 770

a/n: proud jiaoqiu haver since he first came out, i have started to build him now (finally, ik) this is lwk similar to a jiaoqiu piece i'm working on in my drafts rn...

it was no secret that you and jiaoqiu were bitter enemies. when it all started, you forgot. maybe it was when you had butted heads during a lesson during your younger years. maybe it was the time he had put dirt and leaves in your sachet during break. maybe it was when you had purposefully tugged on his hair.

the fights were too many to count on one hand, so eventually, you stopped.

when you had heard about jiaoqiu again, it was after the both of you had graduated, you setting up your own pharmacy and him becoming the famous doctor of the merlin’s claw.

despite your rivalry, jiaoqiu still came to your shop the most often, to collect herb supplies. perhaps he hadn’t yet shaken off the habit of vexing you, for the herd of fangirls who swooned and fainted in front of your shop doorway every time he entered was enough to give you a pounding headache.

however, after the brutal war, you took notice of the absence of an annoying fox, with his sly smile and fluttering fan.

it was only when feixiao paid you a visit on behalf of her doctor that you learnt the news.

the bundle of herbs fell from your grasp, the paper crinkling as it hit the floor. without a glance back, you ran to jiaoqiu’s house.

jiaoqiu’s head turned towards the direction of the door as he heard it open with a creak.

the soft footsteps padded into the room, before the person froze.

“feixiao?” jiaoqiu’s voice wavered, uncertainty tainting it. “is that you?”

you saw how his eyes were covered with bandages, his ears twitching, trying to catch a sound. behind him, his tail swung restlessly.

“jiaoqiu,” you breathed, your voice caught in your throat.

“you,” jiaoqiu’s voice changed immediately, ears flattening against his head. “get out.”

you were startled by the tone of his voice, but instead, you stepped closer. tentatively, you reached out your hands, fingers gently brushing his face, tilting it in all kinds of directions as you muttered under your breath.

jiaoqiu’s hands swatted at yours, as though you were a fly or a bug.

“get away from me.” he snarled, unwelcome evident in his voice.

hurt, you withdrew your hands.

“what happened?” you whispered, sorrow saturating your tone.

“hoolay.” jiaoqiu’s curt voice broke the silence. “used myself as bait. can’t see now.”

jiaoqiu waited for you to respond, arrogance in your tone. the prolonged silence unnerved him. he was used to your sharp cutting remarks, not this heavy, suffocating silence.

the sight of his bandages tore at your heartstrings. where was that confident and sly foxian you had known in your youth? in front of you sat a broken healer, one who knew his future in the field of healing was bleak.

a sniffle and rustle broke the silence.

anger flared up within jiaoqiu, coursing through his veins, his fists clenching at his sides.

“if you’re going to cry those crocodile tears,” jiaoqiu growled, baring his fangs in your direction with anger, “then get out.”

when he didn’t hear your footsteps departing from the room, jiaoqiu’s hand wandered blindly across the tabletop before it came into contact with the teacup that sat atop its saucer, drained of the tea it held.

jiaoqiu aimed the teacup in your direction, throwing it in a fit of rage.

with a clear tinkle, the cup shattered against the floor, at your feet. the porecelain pieces scattered, scuttling across the floor, hiding in the nooks and crannies.

wiping your tears with your sleeves, you bent to pick up the pieces. it was just your luck that one of the shards sliced into your palm. a pained hiss escaped from your lips.

jiaoqiu’s ears stood up in alertness as he spun his head towards the source. reaching out his hands, he searched blindly for where you were.

“are you hurt?” he questioned, voice laced with concern, hands outstretched helplessly. guilt hit him like a wave. you were only trying to be caring and a decent person, but his actions were too hostile this time.

swallowing down the pain and tears, you weakly mumbled an answer that jiaoqiu didn’t quite catch. you cupped the shards in your hands, discarding them into the nearby bin before fumbling out some apology.

“...i’ll leave.” you excused yourself before scuttled out of the manor, the sound of your footsteps fading in the distance.

silence settled like a thick, heavy blanket, jiaoqiu’s sole companion.

in the quiet which was only disturbed by the quiet ticking of the clock, jiaoqiu sat, wrapped in his thoughts. had he pushed too far?

∧,,,∧ ( ̳• · • ̳)  © curated with love by milkbobayun 2024 / づ ♡

[iomoru]

˚⭑₊‧❃ M.List:

Other M.Lists: Genshin (New Works), Genshin (Old Works), Other Fandoms, M.List Special

𝑂𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝐹𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚𝑠 (𝑁𝑒𝑤 𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑠):

⊰♡⊱ Fixing His Posture (Oneshot) - Sitetampo, Any Genshin Char x Reader

⊰♡⊱ Skater! Bf Who (Headcannons) - Sitetampo, Any Genshin Char x Reader

𝑂𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝐹𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚𝑠 (𝑂𝑙𝑑 𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑠):

⊰♡⊱ Divine Tension (Greek, Oneshot) - Aphrodite, Ares x Reader

⊰♡⊱ Stars Aligned (HSR, Oneshot) - Aventurine, Argenti, Gepard, Jiaoqiu x Reader

[dervaaas]

An idea came to me, which I will write later. Sorry English is not my native language.

imagine that the reader is a cloud knight or gets injured for some other reason. Therefore, she goes to Jiaoqiu to heal her wounds and eat delicious food.

As soon as I have time, I will definitely write!

[vmp3ater]

characters & fandoms i write for !

genshin impact — albedo, eula, kaeya, lisa, venti, rosaria, jean, diluc, mona, yanfei, beidou, ningguang, xianyun, shenhe, yelan, ganyu, xiao, keqing, baizhu, yae miko, kokomi, raiden ei, ayaka, ayato, yoimiya, shinobu, kujou sara, heizou, kazuha, thoma, chiori, kaveh, alhaitham, cyno, tighnari, faruzan, layla, nilou, dehya, candace, wanderer, sethos, lyney, lynette, charlotte, chevreuse, navia, furina, neuvillette, clorinde, emilie, columbina, arlecchino, pantalone, signora, childe.

honkai: star rail — stelle, himeko, march 7th, kafka, asta, ruan mei, natasha, serval, luka, bronya, seele, guinaifen, hanya, tingyun, yukong, jingliu, luocha, xueyi, fu xuan, jiaoqiu, argenti, topaz, black swan, sparkle, acheron, aventurine, robin, sunday, firefly, jade.

wuthering waves — jianxin, yinlin, baizhi, chixia, sanhua, taoqi, yangyang, changli, jinhsi, aalto, camellya.

what i will write !

top reader

dom and sub reader (dom reader is what i typically write, but sub reader is good too.)

afab, gn and amab readers (all are gender neutral to me)

afab character and amab character

drabbles and oneshots (depending on your request)

non penetrative (thigh riding, eating someone out etc.) but reader must be on the giving end

anything as long as it’s not morally wrong or what is in what i don’t write

what i will not write !

bottom reader

any specific characteristics on reader, my writing is meant to be for everyone (but i do make my readers appear masc when i feel like it)

any minor characters / characters that are not on my writelist

any mention of reader sitting on a characters lap, being on their knees, riding a characters thigh or any mention of reader being on the receiving end

piss, scat, vomit, gore, vore, bestiality, knife play, gun play, incest (+ stepcest), pregnancy, non-con, dub-con, cnc, bloody sex (+ period), possessiveness, snuff, necro, hardcore s/m, feederism, a/b/o, knotting, selfcest, voyeurism, yandere, threesomes or more, urethreal play, public sex where anyone watches (semi public is fine), extreme kinks or anything similar, dark content of any kind, anything that is weird or gross in general.

notes !

don’t expect your request to be done too quickly, it may take me a while to come up with a proper idea for it.

requests will be deleted if you request something weird or request while they are closed.

please be in much detail as possible in requests or thirsts, and mention what you want in your request so that i don’t make something u don’t want. (unless you want me to go wild, then i gladly will.)

i dont mind people taking inspiration from my works, just don’t copy me entirely and tag me in it.

1 character per post only, goes for both oneshots and drabbles. for thirsts, a limit of 4 characters is enough.

i have a preference in writing for women, but do not be shy to request for men!

gn reader is default if there is no mention of the readers gender or anatomy in your request.

you are welcome to ask what i can or can’t write.

[natsuki-bakery]

Can we have an inbox check please?

Inbox requests : 6/25

REQUESTS R CLOSED

hi, i didn't see castlevania on the backlist so could i request something with regressor alucard and trevor being taken care of by caregiver sypha? the netflix version of all of them to be specific

not the same anon who requested the cg jiaoqiu headcanons, but i was wondering if you could so some sort of continuance of that post? (2.5 quest spoilers) like how he would still care for his little even after he lost his sight?

hi!if requests are open,can I get some headcanons for baby regressor Poe with CG! Ranpo,pleaase?

Thank you for doing the Kunikida oneshot! It was so good!

hii! just a question, how do you make your graphics? They're really cool and I wanna make some myself :3

Hey! I-I'm new here... I was wondering if you could do like... Um... Nicole Class of 09 CG headcanons? Tysm! ❤