#oh my god i love xiao

[plantsrrfriends]

Peaceful Rest

Xiao x Reader

Synopsis; In which Xiao comes home from a long day and the pair share a much-needed moment of peace.

Themes; Comfort, Kiss, Established Relationship, Pure unbridled fluff

Every night, without fail, Xiao would appear at my home - our home, rather, as I liked to say, but he was still hesitant on regarding it as such. Even though I was an adeptus the same as him, he still struggled with the idea of continuity and stability. Ironic, considering he'd been living the same life of destroying demons for eons. 

Either way, he would always appear, be it through the front door like an average person or knocking on the window for some reason I would never understand. Sometimes his presence would linger in the daytime as well, and follow into the night - others, I wouldn't see a speck of him until my eyelids were heavy, barely staying open if just to see him and know he was safe. 

The state he would appear in was less certain then his eventual appearance. Sometimes, he seemed nearly chipper. Or as much as he could be, knowing he was Xiao. 

Other days, he was drained enough to all but collapse into my arms. Today appeared to be one on similar esteem. 

I hummed calmly to myself, a familiar tune from long ago as I poured hot water to steep tea. My little home was small but well loved from my many decades living within it. The forest was my home, and I took pride in protecting it thoroughly. Thus, I'd also been living within it's confines forever now. 

Once I was done, I set the warm kettle onto a heat pad and wiped my hands on the apron around my waist. Xiao disliked human food, for the most part. I held an infactuation with it and enjoyed cooking - and while he would always give a taste of whatever I'd created, sometimes I would give him a treat of Almond Tofu. 

Now, all that was left to do was wait. Though I didn't even do that for very long. 

I heard the creaking of my front porch stairs before he appeared. My ears perked and I turned towards the wooden door, waiting patiently as the steps continued, until the door just barely creeked open. Always so cautious. So hesitant. 

"I missed you," I said first, before anything else. I felt like I just needed to let that escape. And it cued him to come further, opening the door until he could slip in and closing it oh so gently behind him. As soon as I could see him, I knew. 

There was a familiar weight on his shoulders. A tenseness in his back and languidy in his movements. The way he seemed to close the door and slump as soon as it had shut and he was certain of safety. The forest was always safe - I kept it so. And I prided myself in it being a place where he needn't worry. 

He turned to glance at me, still wordless. Golden piercing eyes that I loved so. All I did was give a smile and open my arms.

The invitation was taking near instantly, with heavy footsteps approaching and his arms looping beneath mine and around my waist. Gentle but firm, leaning enough weight on me that I had to lean on my kitchen table. With a hum, I took him into my arms and put one gently stroking the space between his shoulder blades and the other hand brushing the hairs on the back of his neck. 

Both movements helped him seep into me, and I slowly felt himself allowing me to take more of his weight as he dug into the base of my neck with his nose, hands against the small of my back and thumbs lazily shifting. 

I was warm compared to him; I knew that. Our natures as adepti were apherently different, and such were our figures. He always seemed to be cold, as if he needed to sit by a fire for a bit or he'd dipped his hands into a pond. But I was the opposite. Always his personal heater that he reveled in, and I happily let him as I scratched at his scalp and dark hair. 

"Long day?" I mumbled, keeping my voice soft to not alarm him. Xiao just nodded into my shoulder. I hummed and softly added, "We can go to bed. I made tea, and Almond Tofu but I can keep that for the morning. I'll make a cup of tea and we can go lay down..."

He shifted, so I trailed off and paused my minstrations to watch him. The adeptus lifted his head until his eyes opened and instantly flickered to mine. He seemed to tired, and yet relieved. I felt nothing but happiness that I could be his relief. Gently, Xiao raised a hand from my back and trailed it upward, fingers dragging until they rested on my face. His golden gaze flickered from all my features as if trying to memorize them - I found he did that often. I assumed it was a fear of when I could possibly disappear, but I had no plans on doing that. 

Xiao leaned forward and I instinctively followed, flickering my eyes closed in time with his before the gentle press of his lips against mine. So soft and gentle, if not a little lazy from his tiredness. The first kiss was gentle and short, with a small moment where he pulled away, glanced at my smile, and then pulled me closer. His hands brushed along my torso as he stepped impossibly closer, as if trying to mold his body the same way our lips did. I gave a tilt of my head and he took it greedily, sighing softly with a small break and then kissing me all over again. 

I brushed my fingers at the nape of his neck, running a hand from his shoulder and down his back, melting his tension away with a single touch. Each kiss I shared with Xiao would always be different then the last, but they all felt like comfort. Like sitting on my porch and watching the rain. A gentle calm that I could never get enough of, and I knew I would never be satisfied or tired of each shift against him and parting of lips. 

There is no demand of wanting more from this kiss. He's satisfied with this current moment, and we simply relish in unbridled love unburdened by expectations of a partner, though also communicating desires. Xiao takes his time with each movement, trailing a hand from my side and towards my back until my apron is lose and he sets it on the table, hardly faltering against me. His chilly fingers test the cloth of my shirt, fiddling before tugging it from where it was tucked into my bottoms and letting his hand touch skin. He always said it was more reassuring to him. As if cloth got in the way of him truly knowing it was me, and that I was safe. 

And I was happy to oblige with a sigh against him, humming softly as we parted for a mere moment, still so close and noses brushes before his forehead was against mine, golden eyes still closed as he rested from a tiring day. 

I watched and reveled in the delightful flutter in my chest. A feeling I could never get tired of and would always relish. In all my thousands of years of being alive, only Alatus Xiao had been able to encite such a feeling. Like electricity in my system. A thousand bees buzzing in delight. 

He sighed and mumbled, "I missed you, too."

I smiled, "I can tell," And he hummed at my soft humor. 

Xiao sat quiet for another moment, golden eyes opening once to glance before settling closed again as his thumb ran circles on my skin and he breathed softly, as close as he could manage. I pressed my fingers gently against the base of his neck, trying to soften the tense muscle there to the best of my ability. 

"Let's go to bed," I whispered, and his gaze flickered open tiredly, as if he'd been falling asleep there, head a million miles away. 

"Your tea..." He reminded softly, as if it was that important to me. 

I tilted my head and brushed the tip of my nose against his, "I can always make more."

Xiao hummed again, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss against the corner of my mouth, as if agreeing to my terms for sleep. He took his own weight back and I wasted no time in following, slipping my fingers to lock with his and gladly padding across the floor listening to his steps soon after before we entered our room (he'd call it my room, but that's besides the point). 

We both dressed in what we preferred for the night - something he didn't do until I had insisted upon it, saying it made sleep more comfortable. He never understood why I slept like mortals - there was no need, but I enjoyed their sense of deserving rest after a long day. And if anybody deserved some rest, it was Xiao. If I could, I'd make him rest for a thousand years. Even that might not be enough to cure his soul. 

I plopped onto the bed holding my arms open and making a grabbing motion with my hands. He slipped the beaded necklace from around him, placing it on a nightstand, before steping towards me and falling back to lay. I giggled at the movement, finding his limp demenour endearing, and smiling as he turned his head from sitting face down to glance towards me. The moonlight illuminated the shade of his eyes and practically made the dark teal undertones of his hair glow. So pretty in any lighting. I was convinced nothing could make him unappealing to me. 

I held out my arms again, and he shifted, pushing himself from laying beside me into setting his head on my chest, beneath my jaw with hair tickling my cheek. Xiao slid his arms beneath me, pulling himself close and tangling his legs with mine, impossibly close. 

I slid my arms around his nimble figure, coaxing circles on his back and through his hair. Trying to give him any sense of comfort I could with what little power I had. He always tried to stay awake until I was asleep, but I had my ways.

Xiao suddenly mumbled, "I love you. You know that, right?"

"Of course," I smiled, "I love you, too."

He still continued, "You're everything to me. I'd destroy worlds if it meant you were safe and happy."

I couldn't help but hum in amusement, bringing a hand up to run through the longer parts of his hair, gifting me a sigh against my collar bone. I mused, "Thankfully, I'm safe right here. No need to destroy worlds."

"...Right," He mumbled, shifting his face to bury it against my neck. 

I also continued, "And the only thing that could make me happy right now is staying here with you. I suppose, also you getting the rest you deserve."

"I don't," He refuted, something he always did. 

I hushed him with my hand scratching his scalp and felt him keen towards my hand like a cat, "Oh, stop. Just rest with me, please. So I can wake up beside you."

Xiao's voice came more mumbled, softer and laced with exhaustion, "Anything for you."

I shifted, bringing my arms around him more comfortably, and settled into his embrace. Mere moments later, we had both coaxed off to sleep. And when I woke, he was still dozing beside me. 

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A/N; First time posting on Tumblr, but I hope to have more!

[cometblaster2070]

something about weiss continuously being so tired of blake and yang dancing around their feelings and refusing to ever communicate makes me laugh so hard.

she was genuinely so done with them it's so funny

like this girl was STRUGGLING; she was calling them both out on their gay bullshit and there was no one more relieved than she was when they got together.

actually, wait i think it's funnier to believe that she's initially relieved like 'oh thank god this is finally over' and then it just dawns on her that now that they've worked through their feelings and are officially together, she's just in for more gay bs.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Culture Shock

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[bi4bination]

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[mengyan]

i had been made into an archer, the shadows suiting me best; you were a sun-bright girl forced into immortality, eternal servitude to chosen sacrifice for the people.

i think the first thing you taught me was absurdity. no one that knew me ever dared— through these years i’d become as much of a man as the rest, and it was rare for someone to think of wanting me. not that you did— did you? did you want me, wen xiao, or did you not think so much and just trusted that i would catch you?

sleep was always restless when it came. the heartbreak in a-heng’s new-blue eyes always marked the end of my dreams, because i was too afraid back then to turn around and see the rest of him. one month was enough to grow sick of my chambers, and i retired only when i could no longer keep my eyes open.

but then: a forest, a sea. fog cleared and the ink of you kissed my palm, calling me awake.

xiao, for daybreak, but if i allowed my tongue to loosen just the slightest— xiao, for you.

was it then that i became unable to see much else? was it then when i started seeking you first in every room, your voice in every pitch, your hands, arms, fingers touching mine— and me racing to reach you before you changed your mind? was it then that my heart wavered, and i thought, perhaps, that the dark wasn’t so lonely after all?

i never intended to keep you. i knew your eyes strayed elsewhere— i always noticed you first, but so did he, and him, and everyone that has ever met you. the fate of a goddess, maybe, to be beloved by all, to spill her love as floods to the people— but i knew you had long found your home in the soul of one. bloodbound by contract, kindred through heart and mind— how often i’d find myself rushing to stand before you only for him to already be there. 

the place by your side was never meant to be filled by me. but wen xiao, i’m no less absurd than you taught me to be. i would pray to a false god if it would make you safer; i would shoot even at the heavens if they tried to take you. flesh and blood is all i can offer you— is it too much to let me shield you with it?

later the worst of winter stole away your beloved, your closest friend, but kept me. still alive, rosy-cheeked and frostbitten on my knees in front of you, but the snow might as well have buried me too. live with me, die with them— and you picked up the dagger.

what does that mean, wen xiao? what am i supposed to do about what that means? you pulled me from the abyss, but am i not worthy enough to do the same for you?

the cold began to cling to me. one by one we lost the best and bravest of us, and i could do nothing to stop it. i thought myself useless, a drag, but you took my hand and said, so earnest, so warm, so thawing— i need you. you wouldn’t lie to me, but how badly i wish it were the truth.

it had been at least four fortnights since i’d ceased being afraid, since the fears in my heart stopped festering. they never disappeared, but i could stare at them head-on now, knowing that what a mortal lacks is only the difference of a body. you said that you thought of me as irreplaceable, and so i believed that’s what i was.

a fool’s tenacity is, perhaps, the strongest of all.

i woke to everyone but three gone, your tears pouring from the skies. he left to him white streaks in his hair, horseback roaming, world seeking; he left to you an age-old vow on paper, in jade, an impermanent parting, a once-more isolation.

and you left to me not even a farewell.

how is it that the demon hunting bureau is fuller than ever yet so grave with silence? how is that what i guard is no longer home to anyone that used to live in it?

i must be going mad, sometimes, to hear bells that no longer ring, bickering that never ends, idioms i’ll never be able to correct; to smell food i’ll never taste again, wine i’ll never get to drink, sulfur from cases unsolved; to see golden eyes, the rustle of notebook pages, the swoop of a brush— and feel the lilt of you, so willing for me to stay.

and so, absurdly, ridiculously, stupidly— i’m still here, wen xiao, and this is how i’ll remain. come and see me just once, and ask me what i asked you. three hundred years in a sundial: was it hard? the rest of my life with only your memory to keep me company— i’ll answer you the same.

don’t you want to know what my big-as-him secret is? i’ll give you a hint: if you see him in the rain, i see you in stone. just as pillars hold up these roofs, this city— the cliff i hung from was too-steep, yet you held me by the soles of my feet, dug yourself into my palms, and said look up, pei-jiejie. dawn has come.

the morning will always return after night. but wen xiao, when will you?

[mitski]

inseparable girlfriends

[vibinsane]

prev post is like

rafayel is lu guang, morally grey

sylus is liu xiao, villain

[themoonmywife]

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY-

SPOILER ALERT, I DID NOT HOLD ON MY YORSES OR BEEHAWS HARD ENOUGH FOR THIS HOLY SH-

[waitineedaname]

im now halfway through lbfad!! this show is so sweet

[pokkomi]

CHIUUU HIIII HRUUU!!! IT’S BEEN TOO LONG WTH 😨

HI MIMI OMGOMGO I HAVENT SEEN YOU IN MY HOME PAGE RECENTLY FOR SOME REASON…GONNA BINGE ALL YOUR FICS

ON THE OTHER NOTE IM DOING GREAT :3 school hasn’t been giving out too much big assignments lately but i still find myself super busy for some reason with a lot of extracurriculars…i do have a test in 7 hours in which i did not study for too (do not take me as a role model do you work guys😹)

HOW HAVE YOU BEEN THO?? HOPE SCHOOL HASNT BEEN TOO HARD FOR YOU AND THAT YOURE DRINKING ENOUGH H2O <3

[shrews-art]

Had a lot of fun at con, I'll look through the pics we got and I might post some xiaoven cosplay photos if there's good ones 💕

[sixosix]

SIX LOOK AT SLEEPY XIAO ☹️☹️

IM GONNA START PUNCHING SHIT

[earmo-imni]

WHAT THE FUCK

^Just spent 40 minutes losing their absolute shit with glee, adrenaline, and emotional overload while doing the Childe/Osial boss battles for the first time

[autisticclownfromhell]

sometimes i wanna give Xiao the time of his life, and other times...

i wanna hold him as close as humanly possible, lightly stroke his hair and tell him the most comforting words known to mankind (i cant comfort people btw) bc he didn't deserve a single ounce of what happened to him. Just hold him in a warm and comforting embrace late at night, looking at the stars and feeling lucky to have each other.

yk????? mhmmm that man deserves everything I got and more :)

[astranauticus]

link click 🤝 arknights

we're just gonna randomly make a bunch of really good music cuz we have nothing better to do apparently

[thinepedestrian]

Gods, I fucking love Xiao so much he is the light of my life my giver of joy and the greatest fucking thing I have ever come across Xiao has made my life 1000x better just by fucking standing in a 3d world with his arms crossed. He could fucking sneeze and I'd be crying about how beautiful it was holy fucking shit I love Xiao so fucking much it's unbearable. I cannot stop thinking, drawing, reblogging, writing- literally think of almost ANY fucking verb and I cannot stop doing it when it comes to Xiao I love him so much fuck fuck fuck I can't stand it holy shit he deserves to be happy- he really deserves to be happy and loved and fucking kissed and hugged all the fucking time preferably by me but that's beyond my control I want him to take all the fucking naps he wants and enjoy almond tofu whenever he wants he deserves peace he works so hard protecting Liyue from formless bitter bitches gods that are basically trying to kill him with bad vibes or fucking possess him but Xiao is so fucking strong and Liyue's going to be in big fucking trouble if he ever perishes because he does so much holy fuck I wanna give him all the love I have holy fuck I love him