#rain.recs ; genshin impact

[lon-done]

THIS IS SO PRETTY AAKSJSH

love like you

synopsis: it’s without question that you’re in love with him, but how worthy does your partner deem himself of receiving it?

character/s: childe, xiao

note: hello!! this will just be a short one before the 300 followers milestone special <33

CHILDE

well, of course he thinks he’s worthy of it! just feast your eyes upon the inconceivable magnitude of his ego, it’s clearly impossible to falter his own faith in himself.

after all, childe was practically the most ideal example of a perfect boyfriend - undeniably attractive, filthy rich, terrifying intelligent and powerful in over a million ways…what more could any other woman want from him?

but you didn’t love him for all those materialistic features - rather you instead adored childe’s benevolence with the welfare of his family, cherished the rough yet chivalrous sensation of his teasing kisses, loved the sliver of innocence breathing in his bones despite tainting himself with blood over and over again.

and he thinks you’re foolish to be enamored by him for silly and simple reasons…after all you didn’t need to feel ashamed if you confessed that you wanted him for something else - it was only understandable to desire the fatui harbinger like so, as childe was a man of very many things. again, very egoistic.

if you asked him in return on what he loved about you, he would smile and say that he particularly found your rowdy and uproarious laughter the most endearing. “your opinion, i suppose.” you would retort to the unexpected comment with a frown and creased eyebrows.

he would look up towards the dotted stars in the sky, and admit that he loved the way you looked beneath the filmy sheets in dawn-soaked mornings - your hair wild and untamed, your little button of a nose turned up with a dreamy smile on your half-parted lips, and the slight stream of drool marked across your cheek as evidence of a comfortable rest. “that’s just disgusting.” you would remark once more, features scrunched up in utter disbelief.

“see, that’s how i felt upon knowing the things you loved about me.” childe snorts in amusement, while running his calloused fingers through your locks of hair as you lean on his chest.

“i hate you.” he recalled hearing you mutter beneath your breath, while your fingers absentmindedly traced his pale cheek with intimacy.

“you know you love me.” he would reply with a fond smile, secretly admiring the giddy and beautiful smile plastered on your face at his affectionate words.

but it only was after childe had finally lost his own sanity along the treacherous path of serving his archon, and succumbed to the overwhelming guilt of his heinous crimes - when he eventually admitted to himself the bitter phrase, “i hate myself.”,

that you stood above his lonely gravestone and whispered with tears in your eyes, “you know i love you.”

XIAO

we’re all pretty much aware of his curt yet selfless behavior towards mortals.

therefore it’s only natural he thinks he can never be worthy of such pure and forbidden emotions like yours.

xiao will admit that he’s traitorously allowed himself to imagine what it would be like to have anything and everything the world had to offer, but as soon as you stepped into the picture - nothing was deemed worthy of having anymore unless it was you.

but he’s almost certain you’d easily crumble with a fragile shatter before he was capable of loving you - that is why he never dares to desire or dream of holding you in his hands, even if it was merely your fleeting shadow.

and yet, you’re still so persistent - so generous in allowing him to fall without restraint, too kind to accept his ugly flaws and the blood he’s spilled all across the ground for countless centuries, and it feels like he’s crossing a prohibited border when he wishes that his life had just been a simple and temporary journey shared with you.

as he stares at your unconscious frame and the little smile painted on your lips from a lovely dream, the weed of insecurity in his dirty heart tells him that this is the only way to do it…the only way to help you realize that the love you deserved wasn’t one he himself was capable of offering.

so he disappears one night - and curses himself for always coming back to watch you wake up alone and drowning in tears, a consistent and heartbreaking routine for the ensuing mornings to come.

xiao will forever be haunted by the sight of it…and even more so when he returns to his spot one night, just to witness you bidding goodnight to another stranger who eventually took his side of the bed.

he’ll never tell you that he saw you break yourself over and over again, until you finally found someone to help pick up the pieces for you. he’d never admit to you that he watched you grow happy in that old and familiar house with another man, never divulge to anyone how seeing your young children scamper across the living room still tears his heart a little, never let himself forget the fact that this was a decision that was needed to be made for the sake of protecting his homeland…and ultimately you.

the you that accidentally caught a glimpse of the adeptus’ fleeing frame one lonely night, the you that had initially degraded it to a hallucination yet still witnessed the repetitive sight of it every evening - the you that never found the courage to call him out, and instead bitterly resorted to donning a ring onto your lonely finger, because it helped you pretend like xiao was still the person you were spending the rest of your transient mortal life with.

and he’s sorry that you had to make yourself feel that way, sorry that he could never allow himself to grow old and wrinkly beside you, sorry he left that distant night because he was too tainted and you were blinded to not realize you deserved better - sorry he could never learn how to love like you.

[lon-done]

hello miss ?? this is so pretty like ajsbfhbsjf

The prettiest eyes, alight with mirth and mischief, so similar to his own.

His other half. His better half.

this is such a great opening omg, and it's a neat introduction to the reader's personality (adds that with the gentleness trait shown in the same paragraph it's so good hsbfhe)

Or when he feels the burst of heat on his cheeks ...

The warmth of a fireplace after a hard day’s work.

it's interesting that you use kinda fire-y elements (since diluc has a pyro vision) to describe kaeya being lovestruck instead of using the more ice-y stuff yk, it could be like "the shiver from hearing an angel sing might just be what he feels" (or smth like that) but it isnt and i just think it's nice

and it resonates with the title too !! especially combined with the next line like ashafgj wholesome at its finest

to hands that balanced glass and iron, to an uncrowned king and his city of freedom.

Longs for the young boys that knew only of vineyards lush with fruit, the warmth of a fireplace and each other.

i just. reread this part like five times

like LISTEN. i feel like it shows how kaeya sees his sworn brother and that's so precious omg i love it so much

(I’ve always been here. I’ve always loved you)

Diluc. Always Diluc.

this is so painful to read heLP im gonna tear up again

also the repetitive 'always's is so so so nice and melancholic (?) like i can legit feel kaeya's desperation and frustration while reading so that kinda makes me go ha h a just smile through the pain bby, just smile 😃😃

Somewhere in between hello and goodbye, things change.

an awesome transition to the climax pls give me ur talent maam

He can’t breathe. His breath whooshes out in a good-natured sigh. He can’t move. Kaeya clears his throat, laughing as he walks into the tavern. He can’t speak. A joke, thrown over his shoulder as he settles at the bar— something about keeping things to a minimum, there are people coming, you two — from lips that work of their own accord. He can’t look you in the eye. Your gaze catches his, half-embarrassed and half-relieved, as a sheepish laugh leaves your lips

another pain, it seems

and im loving it

like i jusT LOVE THE HIPOCRISY and the way his dodges the pain of heartbreak and the attempt to look suave, kaeya sir can i give you a hug and maybe you too, author? perhaps a headpat instead?

Kaeya doesn’t know when you and Kaeya became just Kaeya. (from paragraph 7?)

“Oh, it's just you Kaeya.” He lets you go. (from like the very last part)

A WONDERFUL ENDING AAAH, i might still cry for kaeya but the ending has this peaceful vibes and i think it was done stunningly. love love love this fic <33

heartbreak is a warm sensation / kaeya

( and what kind of MADNESS is it anyway,

to be in love with something 

constitutionally incapable 

OF LOVING YOU BACK? )

a/n: title from lyrics by orville peck, quote by maggie nelson

You are beautiful. To Kaeya, you’ve always been. The prettiest eyes, alight with mirth and mischief, so similar to his own. A smile he could stare at for an eternity and then some. Hands that held his delicately; as if he’s as fragile as a gemstone, as if a single crack in the marble of his skin would separate the two of you. And to top it off, you’re his best friend. His other half. His better half. 

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[lon-done]

honest, this is too beautiful for me to shut up hehe, i'll put a 'keep reading' for dash convenience

cw : spoiler for the fic !!

the twisted au, and twisted plot omg i LOVE. it's very much refreshing to see a soulmate au where one's world would be devoid of color after meeting their soulmate, like the ANGST MATERIAL SIGN ME IN PLS. and just, the wholesomeness, (i didnt really read the warnings so) i thought the plot was gonna have little to none angst since the interactions between y/n and childe are full of fluff fluff and fluff so the last part BROKE ME

just. just take a look

TO LOVE MEANS TO MAKE SACRIFICES. It is common wisdom, something that any child knows and any adult practices

can i just say that this is such a good way to open a story, i'm instantly hooked and this is so poetic pls

memories and dreams to be recorded by the celestial blues of the vast sky.

or because the blue sky was always present in all the less fortunate moments of his life

The sky was your favorite blue. Day or night, summer or winter, you would always find yourself facing the sky and allowing its divine color to flood you with hope and joy

the sky-blue is referenced a few times and i just think it's neat lol, like you can literally see the contrast between y/n and childes' perspectives of the world, and it's just. so. cool get the pun? bc blue is usually used to describe coolnes—

that the gods wanted to punish humans for not realizing how lucky they were to have everything.

this quote is so powerful you dont even know, i shall live by this from now

in fact, true love was beautiful, it was colorful – but only for people who had not yet found true love.

i— this sounds so pretty, i love the connection it has with this au like hjsadja

" ... My something is more than the soulmate dictated by the universe. It is who I choose to love, not who I am told to love."

tbh i love the whole monologue, but this captures my mind the most and i just want to highlight it hehe

“And yet,” you continued your speech, now reciting words that popped into your mind, your thoughts creating confused lines in your mind. “Here you are, in front of me, the person who stole the colors from you, completely in love.” “And yet, here you are, the person who stole the colors from me, and my heart, not accepting a relationship with me.”

this one convo had me go AAAAHHHHSK like it's adorable, but you can feel the yearning in how the words are constructed. and. again, it also highlights their contrast so that's awesome

and Childe knew that no color made him feel alive.

“We will be the first soulmates that love each other but are not together.”

i just want to say that there are foreshadows but i just ignored it when i first read it 👀👀

You took a deep breath and picked up a small yellow flower ...

i really and i mean REALLY LOVE the way you chose this to describe that some things had definitely gone wrong and it put an unsettling feeling in my stomach but in a good way. yk what i mean. like. for the previous paragraphs the sceneries and all are described as white and black world

and it suddenly changed but through such poetic phrases and i just. feel cozy instead ?? idk it's weird but like it's so so so good

It was his blue that stole all the color in your life.

the smile of relief that he wore, for returning the colors to you

a wholesome call-back to end a story, pls im crying again

also, this is just a personal opinion but i wish there's a last reference in the scene where childe died tho, since 'the blue sky was always present in all the less fortunate moments of his life' (whether the death is a fortunate event for him or not, honestly i wouldnt mind both) but this is already incredibly wholesome so ahaskajdb

 ͙₊˚ a glimpse of blues *࿐´

s: you liked to see colors in the world, you were happy without knowing your soulmate; so why couldn’t you enjoy all the colors in the universe after meeting childe?

c: childe x gn!reader

au: soulmate!

wc: 3.1k

w: fluff; angst; major character death.

TO LOVE MEANS TO MAKE SACRIFICES. It is common wisdom, something that any child knows and any adult practices; however, in that world, those words took on a new, and more deep, meaning. For in that world, loving was synonymous with melancholy.

The world has always been a colorful place for all people who deign to live their lives without the constant search for love, a whole rainbow toasting every corner and nook in the world, plays and thoughts to be bathed in the warm yellows of the sun, memories and dreams to be recorded by the celestial blues of the vast sky. Everything was color, everything was magic, everything was happiness.

But, in the midst of all colors, in the midst of so many rainbows, what was missing in the world was love; however, in that world, only the most courageous people deigned to love the right people. When the first soulmates met, the world was no longer colorful. All the blues and pinks were stolen in a fraction of a second, all the yellows and greens to be lost in a snap – and all it took was a simple exchange of glances, since, in that world, whoever found his soulmate, lost any ability to find color in the world.

For, what other need was there to see colors when you already had the person you were supposed to love by your side?

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[lon-done]

"at least—he thinks—in this ephemeral mortal life, you were back into his arms at last before it was too late." hi hello this was uncalled for,, ty for the pain </3

flickering flames. — genshin impact diluc x reader ✿

a flame’s flicker is only so brief in the grand span of all of space and time. (but you’ll always remain in his heart)

— ft ; diluc ragnvindr x gender neutral!reader

— notes ; ANGST. :) flowery descriptions i think! paragraphs and bullet forms both present. intentional lowercase. spot the greek mythology references bcs i’m a nerd! themes of loss, fire, life, death, dawn, and the like. no graphic descriptions, just my poetic-ish writing! WC, ≈ 2.5k

— warnings ; major character death !! mentioned/implied minor character death/s. a bit ooc diluc but that’s bcs in some bits he’s getting desperate, and in other bits bcs he used to be like that when he was younger! fire. lots of fire. but not graphic so don’t worry! major spoilers for diluc’s backstory. my long descriptive writing style /lh. one swear word from diluc?

— a/n ; hi coughs i’m not sorry for this ;c i actually came up w/ the idea around a year ago, and it was just a short soulmate au angsty drabble back then! but ehe i cleaned off the dust and improved it… hopefully >< anyways diluc owns my heart and im sorry for breaking his heart here /cry. in all honesty i love how i wrote this, so i hope yall do too! c: ——— m.list.

life is a mysterious thing. and, so is the whole idea of love, honestly. that was what he thought, so young and happy, and so did you when your first experienced it.

the young prodigy was your companion already from your youth—when you were both just young and passionate, oblivious to the notions of love and the like, and so unassuming to the pains the world has to offer.

kaeya… was a bit different, in all honesty—though, he did his best to keep the things he knew a secret from you. he merely enjoyed the way you innocently ran around, running up to him when you would make a new discovery or wish to share something. he appreciated it all, of course—who wouldn’t!—but, he found it more amusing when you came to diluc instead of him, much more often as well. he loved to tease his ‘brother’ for his oh so very close relationship, and enjoy the way his face got as red as his hair.

of course, you claimed to have no favorites, but no one could deny the tiniest increase in your grin when you approached him. honestly, with the way you two were so close, it wouldn’t surprise kaeya if when you both grew up, you’d get married too (and he’d tease diluc and you so much for this).

you two almost seemed inseperable, at this point, and it was almost guranteed that once you were of legal age and ready enough, the seal of eternity would be promised onto your relationship. “'till death do us part"—they said. despite being so young still, there seemed to be no doubt that you would spend the rest of your lives together!

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