#xiao x reade

[casualheizouenjoyers]

“…can you at least turn down the emo music? no? …get over here loser”

youtuber! au 5wirl comforting you after you get cheated on (platonic, could be romantic if you squint ig)

i can be self indulgent as a treat <3

aether

first thing he does is 100% get you some kind of food

either ordering your favorite takeout, running to the supermarket to get your favorite candy or cooking you your favorite meal he’s getting you some form of comfort food

his love language is 100% food

if he’s traveling to film a vlog, no he isn’t, NORD VPN sponsorship be damned he’s booking the first flight over to see you and is texting you or facetiming you the entire way back

paimon is hovering over your shoulder and asking him to pass on messages because in their rush to get back to you paimon left her phone at the hotel—

aether invites you to a variety games stream with him and the rest of 5wirl and tells his chat before the stream starts to be super nice to you because you’re going through a bit of a rough time :’)

his chat is so sweet fr they start sending donos with comforting messages to your stream if you’re streaming or for aether to tell you about

if you’re a cc or have any social media that is known by aether’s fans they’re spamming fan art of you (or like your minecraft skin or something if you don’t show your face)

he also takes you out on platonic dates cause he’s a sweetheart (and he can’t help but hope one day he’ll get to take you on a real romantic date)

helps you throw out/delete anything from/of your ex and will straight up do it for you if you ask him to

texts you everyday about how amazing you are and how lucky he is to have you in his life, refuses to let your cheating ex make you think any less of yourself

venti

takes you out to karaoke bars fr to sing shitty breakup songs about how stupid your ex is and get drunk

venti is 100% the type to chase away negative feelings with distractions and adventure but if that’s not your scene or not what you want he’s ofc ready to adjust

whether that be an at home karaoke night with some close friends which might become a karaoke stream if you're comfortable with that or doing a disney sing along

if you do a karaoke stream with him he’s telling chat to hype you the fuck up and is purposefully singing really badly to make you laugh because he thinks it’s the prettiest sound in the world

makes shit quality memes about your ex to make you laugh what a legend

will deadass write a diss track on your ex and heavily contemplates releasing it, but if your ex is another cc he’ll make the track on stream he can fight (read as xiao can fight for venti)

amps up his usual chaotic energy and over exaggerates clumsiness to make you laugh

he lives under the belief that laughter is the best medicine for anything, especially a broken heart

makes a KILLER pillow fort fr it’s the comfiest thing in the world just for the two of you to do whatever in there, whether that be singing along to musicals or you wanting a place to cry that feels private but not too suffocating

best sleepover buddy for the next three weeks at LEAST he’s forcing you to stay in the 5wirl house with him, he will follow you home if you try to leave (lovingly) because he’s scared and wants to make sure you’re happy and safe

is ready to key your ex’s car at a moment’s notice

xiao

cant comfort you because he’s busy going to jail for murdering your ex /j

no but fr he has no idea what to do he just stands there like 🧍🏻"feel better.”

is looking up the wikihow on how to comfort someone

gets albedo to make a minecraft mod where everything is the same but zombie’s faces are a really shitty pixelated version of your ex’s face so you can take out your anger <3

can and will just silently go to your house without warning with comfort foods and just texts you like “i’m outside let me in.”

actually starts streaming at a decent time for a few weeks so that you can join him because he wants to make sure you’re getting lots of rest because sleep is important (this hypocrite smh)

still has those blackout curtains though the only sunshine he lets in his streaming room is you <3

would never send his followers to harass anyone but he’ll be thinking about it every once in a while

if you want to get drunk or something to alleviate the pain of getting cheated on xiao would feel lowkey guilty like he isn’t doing enough to comfort you because he wants you to stay healthy and happy :(

obviously won’t say that out loud to you, he understands that everyone had their own way of dealing with stuff but he just asks you to text or call him before you drink heavily so he can be there to stay sober and make sure you don’t hurt yourself or accidentally text/call your ex

100% down for knocking out the headlights of your ex’s car but would rather you be there and he does it himself so if you do somehow get caught it’s xiao who gets in trouble not you

but if you ask he’ll let you be the one to do it because it’s your pain and he’ll just stand guard so you don’t get caught

rage rooms we don’t know her we’re going straight to the source—

will watch horror movies with you to distract you, and hey if that means he gets to hold you tight under the guise of saying you looked super scared that’s just a net positive

kazuha

he understands intuitively that at the moment you don’t need him to be angry or sad for you

is he pissed? 420% as all of 5wirl is but he wants to give you the space to feel without judgment instead of focusing on how he feels

less focused on getting any sort of revenge or getting back at your ex and more focused on making you feel beautiful and amazing

will help you take some hot photos for social media though, i feel like he’s really good at doing makeup on other people

definitely suggests going to a painting bar (they’re so much fun one of my friend’s celebrated his birthday at one) and it’s a blast

going to a painting bar with 5wirl would be so chaotic though they’d kick you all out unless you got a private room

also suggests going on a fun road trip with 5wirl and oh no turns out you and kazuha are sharing a room with only one bed (everyone say thank you heizou)

offers to go on hikes together but if you’re not the type who likes going on hikes he’ll propose a nice picnic in the park

ooo or like a picnic in the 5wirl backyard for privacy cause they’re got a nice house for sure (my sister and i used to do those and we had a cool bird bath in our backyard and we’d eat underneath our cherry blossom tree)

will do a spa day with you, headcannon that when he was younger whenever he was sad ningguang would organize an at home spa day for him and it would always make him feel much better

consider this with me, he invites you on stream to do a q&a with his fans while writing on the fly poetry with prompts from chat

asks the rest of 5wirl to prepare little gifts for you for when you’re having a rough day and need a little pick me up

heizou

cant comfort you because he’s busy going to jail for murdering your ex 2.0 /j

( piers note: its /j bc he’d easily get away with murder )

100% takes you out on the town, spending the day volunteering at shelters and playing with some cute animals and finding the strays heizou’s managed to make warm up to him and giving them some food and pats

siri play “boyfriend” by dove cameron

is literally down for anything you want to do that your ex refused to do with you. whether that be a dance class, pottery class to even going axe throwing he’s game

if you want to just talk shit about your ex oh my god is heizou the guy to talk to, show him a picture of your ex and watch him come up with the foulest and funniest things to say—

will be like “well your ex is clearly the perfect candidate for a victim, if someone were to kill him there’s not a living soul who’d miss him”

if you do a revenge post on any social media heizou is hyping you up in the comment for sure and makes sure the rest of 5wirl does (they’d all do the same in their respective scenarios in their own way i’m just too lazy to edit the previous ones :/)

will take you to a rage room and would probably stream it to scare your ex lmao—

overall 10/10

[abyssruler]

flowers and unplanned proposals

xiao x gn!reader

if someone gifts an adeptus with flowers, it means you are proposing to them, and if they take it, it means they accept the proposal. unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on who you ask), you weren’t aware of such a custom. or — xiao thinks you’re married, but you just thought flowers would look nice on him.

fluff. comedy-ish. accidental malewife acquisition. featuring reader being clueless, xiao being hopeless, and lumine and hu tao being your biggest supporters

It started with a walk on the road as an acquaintance accompanied you.

There’d been a wild flower by the side, with white and lilac petals that you’d thought, rather presumptuously, would suit the dour faced adeptus beside you. So, you plucked it and impulsively handed it to him, a smile on your face and a shocked one on his.

His fingers closed around the flower’s stem, the stern lines of his face softening as he gazed at the tiny petals that glittered in the sun.

You’ve never been rid of him since.

Your friend Xiao could be described as protective at best and possessive at worst. It’s not a bad thing, of course! Caring for a friend is always a good thing in your books, but sometimes, you think he takes the word ‘caring’ to an almost extreme degree.

Take, for instance, now.

“Xiao?”

He hums from his spot on the sill of your window, not even sitting, no, he’s crouched on it, balanced on the thin ledge at the tips of his toes and keeping his eyes (which oddly glowed like a cat’s) peeled for any danger. Like this, he almost looks like a bird perched on a branch.

You let out an awkward laugh. “You know, I appreciate you doing this for me, keeping me safe and all, but I think I can spend the night on my own safely.”

His head whips to you so fast you almost feared he’d get neck cramps, an expression of surprise and… hurt? on his face.

“You… don’t want me here?”

You’ve never backtracked so fast in your life. “No! I mean, yes—but not in the way you’re thinking!”

He looks forlorn now, stepping down the windowsill and shoulders hunched in a similar manner to that of a cat pulling its ears down its head. “Is this what the Traveler meant by sleeping on the couch?”

You’re not sure what to do, but it seems like he wants to sleep on the couch? Puzzled, you smile encouragingly even though you don’t quite understand his words. “Er, if you want to sleep on the couch, you’re welcome to do so?”

His face falls.

✧

“And, I don’t know, he just became all—sad? Just, I felt so bad for basically kicking him out of my room, and now that I’m thinking more on it, I should’ve just offered to let him sleep beside me. Like a, um, a sleepover!”

There’s a distinctly bashful look on your face and, oh god, you’re drawing little circles on the table with your finger, an almost dreamy glint in your eyes.

Sweet Jesus that doesn’t exist in this world, Lumine is going to barf.

She slams her hands on the table, startling you in the process as she leans down and says with an exasperated face, “Have you considered that maybe you actually like him and he—”

“What?!” you squawk, mouth open in disbelief and a mortified look contorting your features. “That’s—don’t say such things, Lumi!”

She drops back down her chair, leveling you with a look that basically said, are you for real right now?

“It’s written all over your face—”

You quickly slap both hands on your cheeks, turning your head away. “I don’t like him! How could I ever… he’s an adeptus and I…”

“And you made an adeptus sleep on your couch,” Lumine deadpans.

She can feel the way your face burned at the reminder. You slump over the table, burying your head in your arms and bemoaning your decision. “I didn’t mean to disrespect him…”

“Oh, I’m sure disrespect was the farthest thing you did to him,” she mutters beneath her breath. Broke his heart, shattered his hopes and dreams, devastated him—Lumine can name a few more.

But then, you suddenly straighten up, determination lining your face. There’s a look in your eyes that tells Lumine she should probably stop you from doing whatever idiotic thing—however in good faith it might be—that you’re about to do.

“I should give him some flowers as an apology. He always gets so… not exactly happy but—warm, that’s it. He feels warmer whenever I give him flowers.” You smile, reminiscing on whatever moments you had with him. You stand up, looking down at the empty plates all over the table before looking at her apologetically. “I’m sorry, could you foot the bill this time?”

Lumine sighs. She’s still got money from the last commission Ningguang made her do, so she supposes she can do it. Just this once. “Fine, but you’re paying for our next outing!”

You beam, thanking her before running to the nearest flower shop or wherever it is you’re going to be getting those flowers from.

“Make sure to let him sleep on your bed next time!” Lumine yells to your retreating back, ignoring the strange, almost scandalized, looks from nearby patrons.

✧

You find him at your house, completely ignoring how strange it is that a friend has complete access to your house including a spare key and extra clothes on the closet just for him. It’s simply become the norm, is all. And he’s a good—you don’t quite know what to call him, roommate? you’ll settle for friend—friend, helping you with the chores and often accompanying you to the market when you need new groceries—but only during the early mornings, of course. You know how much he dislikes crowds.

“I’m home!”

The response comes immediate and, judging by the direction, it came from the kitchen, “Welcome home.”

The large bouquet of glaze lilies interspersed with roses and qingxin flowers is heavy on your arms as you walked to the kitchen. Xiao is there, a broom in hand which he sets aside once he sees you and what you’re carrying.

“Here!” You grin, extending the bouquet forward and into his arms.

He accepts it, a flush to his cheeks and looking distinctly flustered by the gift. “I… thank you.”

“It’s an apology.”

His eyes snap to yours, iridescent gold piercing through you. There’s something almost vulnerable in the way he’s gazing at you, hands tightening around the flowers.

You fiddle with your fingers. “Well, I wanted to say sorry for making you sleep on the couch. If you’d like, you can sleep beside me tonight.”

Something in him relaxes, tension bleeding out of his posture as he smiles, small and near unnoticeable to anyone who didn’t know him so well.

For some reason, the sight of it makes your heart leap.

Lumine’s words repeat in your mind.

Have you considered that maybe you actually like him?

No, you think with dread, absolutely not.

✧

“Yes,” Hu Tao crows in delight, “You’re absolutely in love!”

“See, that’s what I tried to say yesterday, but nooo. Oh, Lumi, Xiao is just a friend,” Lumine grouches, imitating your voice and utterly failing because while she may be strong enough to fight monsters and gods, that girl has absolutely no talent when it comes to mimicking.

Your palms cover your face that feels warm to touch. “I do not sound like that. And it’s true, we really are just friends!”

“Of course, because friends do things like living together and sleeping on the same bed and holding hands—” You open your mouth to protest, but Hu Tao doesn’t let you interrupt, “—don’t deny it! I saw you last week near Liuli Pavilion, and he was holding your hand and carrying a bag of food!”

“He’s just really helpful! He’s an adeptus,” you argue, though it sounds weak even to your own ears.

“And do all adepti live with a human, do they sleep with them—”

“You make it sound so lewd, Lumi!”

“—do they hold their hands and go grocery shopping at five in the morning with them?” Lumine pierces you with those honey gold eyes of hers. “Did you know I barely have anything to do in the Adventurer’s Guild here in Liyue besides babysitting and errands because someone—namely, an adeptus who coincidentally goes by the name Xiao—keeps killing all the monsters within the area?”

Hu Tao cackles. “He always asks about you whenever I encounter him at Wuwang Hill.”

You level her with an incredulous look. “What were you even doing there?”

“Hiding bodies, duh!” At your horrified look, she winks. “Just kidding!”

You shake off Hu Tao’s laughter and pinch your lips together. “Look, it’s—we’re just friends. That’s all there is to it.”

Lumine huffs, “Yeah, sure, because friends like you two give each other flowers everyday. How does your house still have space in it for more?”

You would’ve refuted her words, would’ve argued that no, you don’t give each other flowers everyday, just on a regular basis—but Hu Tao’s sudden silence concerned you more than what Lumine said. The funeral director turns her head to you with wide eyes.

“You gave him flowers?” she asks, an odd tone to her voice.

Your brows furrow at her uncharacteristic seriousness. “Um, yes? I do it all the time.”

She leapt forward, grabbing your shoulders and lips twitching into something you could almost call glee. “And he accepted it?”

“Why wouldn’t he?”

Hu Tao lets go of your shoulders to tilt her head back and laugh. Not the nice little giggles she does after a successful prank, no, this is more manic. The kind that wouldn’t make you think, oh how sweet, but instead makes you think, oh this girl belongs in a facility.

Even Lumine seems confused by her reaction, joining you in watching her like she’s just grown two heads. Hu Tao takes one look at both of your expressions and dissolves into another fit of laughter.

“Oh, dear. And you don’t even know what it means!” she says in between laughs.

Lumine, having had enough of being in the dark, grabs Hu Tao’s face with both hands and forces her to look at her in the eye. “What does it mean?”

Hu Tao grins, gaze darting to you. “When you give an adeptus flowers, it means you’re proposing to them.”

You and Lumine gape, understanding dawning on your heads, though there’s horror on your part at what it could mean.

But Hu Tao doesn’t stop there, “And if they take it…”

You await her next words with bated breath, Lumine seemingly on the edge of her seat as well.

“…It means they accept your proposal.”

Lumine’s screech of delight at this newfound information drowns out the metaphorical sound of your world falling apart and being built anew.

✧

You come home in a daze, eyes blankly staring ahead and unaware of your surroundings until you blink, and suddenly, you’re sitting at the dining table, a plate of steaming shrimp balls being placed in front of you.

Xiao crouches by your chair, examining your face with worried eyes. “Are you well?”

Your throat shrivels up. All the words and arguments you’d been planning to say earlier dying on your tongue. So, instead, you nod. He doesn’t outwardly look relieved, but the softness in his touch belies his care as he places a single stemmed qingxin flower on your palm.

It’s still fresh, you notice, dew gathering on the petals and the scent still present.

Xiao sits on the chair opposite yours, looking at anything and anywhere but your eyes. “I plucked it from the highest mountains of Jueyun Karst, blessed by Cloud Retainer and said to ward away unwanted dreams.”

You stare down at it, at the white petals that feel soft against the pads of your fingers, heart beating out of your chest and hands clammy and breaths labored, a pleasant twist to your gut as you realized that he’d gone out of his way to climb a mountain and have it blessed by an adeptus just to give it to you. There’s being friends, handing each other flowers they saw on the road or bought at a shop, and then, there’s this.

Your mouth feels dry, your chest feels full, and there’s something on the tip of your tongue begging to be let out.

“Xiao,” you start, finally gaining the courage to look up and meet his eyes. “What are we?”

His lips part, eyes widening the slightest amount that tells you he’s unsure what brought this question on and how to answer it.

You shake your head. “Never mind. Just tell me this—are we… engaged?”

At this, Xiao seems to relax. “No.”

You barely have the chance to feel a mix of relief and disappointment, though why you’d feel disappointment at having proof that you and Xiao really are just friends—

He smiles, a small one but no less brighter for it. “We are married, aren’t we?”

And oh.

Oh.

It’s not until now, with the confirmation of everything you dreaded (everything you’d hoped and wanted and yearned for desperately) that you realize how much you’ve longed for something more with him—how much you’ve longed for him.

“Xiao,” you say, eyes crinkling at the corners and cheeks aching with the intensity of your smile, “I love you.”

He startles, blinking up at you with wide eyes, red creeping up his cheeks, but before he can say anything you know he’s not quite prepared to say yet, you continue, still a little indignant at discovering you’d been married without a clue.

“But I demand a proper wedding ceremony!”

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edit: the semi part 2 y’all have been asking for

[abyssruler]

“Do you ever wonder what it would have been like? You know, if… if your past hadn’t happened.”

Xiao looks up from the leaf butterfly he’s weaving. Confusion is written over his face. “What?”

“Y’know. When you were…” Your hands form shapeless gestures in the air as you try to phrase what you know must hurt him lightly. “…enslaved,” you finish quietly. “And everything that came after that.”

His eyes narrow at you. Not in a hostile way, but like he can’t figure out what you’re thinking. His butterfly sits half-finished in his hands.

“Why do you ask?”

“I don’t know,” you mumble in a low voice, shrugging. “You seem really sad sometimes. Like you’re longing for a life you never had.”

His lips open, like he plans to say something but can’t find the words. A long silence passed, and you begin to wonder whether asking such a question out of the blue was unwise. Bringing up such memories must be painful for him.

When you’re about to apologise and change the subject, he speaks.

“I think… it would have been nice.” He pauses. He doesn’t need to say anything more: he doesn’t have to. The following silence contains everything left unspoken: the heartbreaks; the torment; the bloodshed. The lingering knowledge that maybe, if things had turned out differently, they would belong to somebody else. Be somebody else’s burden to bear. Not his. You lower your eyes to your lap.

“But…”

You glance up.

“But I am not unhappy. The adepti are well. Morax—Zhongli—lives on. And…” He takes a breath. Softly, he continues. “If the past had not happened the way it did, perhaps I would not have met you. Then, I would be unhappy.”

AUGH ANON I LOVE THIS LITTLE BLURB. the soft vulnerability in xiao, him basically admitting he’d do it all again just for the sake of meeting you!!! such a short piece but your writing is so good.

[bunni-v1]

This is not a diss on any one specific person but I’m not really into this new trend where people write one thing and apply it to like ten to twenty characters at once. Like I totally understand WHY writers would do that. Writing is hard, higher engagement, and less work to do. It’s still good and enjoyable, but it sucks that it’s a little harder to find character specific fics here on tumblr now :/

I’ll still eat it up dw, but I just feel the need to whine and moan about it. Sorry if this upsets anyone, I promise you it’s not a personal attack 😭

[valiantartwritingweasel]

❦ Oh no, there seems to be only one bed. Whatever will we do? ❦

I have a hate-love relationship with this trope. Will maybe do a women version too but all of them at once would´ve been too much for my pea brain. I also have 4 more dudes in the drafts but i gave up halfway through

it´s kind of romancy-ish as in like, y´all are crushing on each other. Because I want it like this.

gender neutral (no pronouns mentioned) so everyone can feel included

(These are a bit short but it is what it is)

//Diluc, Kaeya, Xiao, Ayato //

Diluc

You just stood there, awkwardly staring at the room. You felt like you were in a bad romance novel (which you kind of are), standing next to the guy who had your heart skipping multiple beats just by looking into your vague direction. Now in front of a single bed that you, probably?, had to share tonight.

You were no stranger to Diluc, as you did like to venture into the tavern regularly. At first you did it for the drinks and then, at some point, you just came for a chat. With him. Him, his sweet smile and his sweet way of telling stories. You loved seeing him. You...loved him.

The situation now was more of a coincidence. A coincidence you couldn´t really explain. But here it was.

The bed wasn´t like small or anything but the sheer thought of lying in such close proximity to the red haired man made your cheeks heat up like fire.

Not daring to look at him, you quietly cleared your throat „so.. uh... how do we go about this..?“

A short silence filled the room before he spoke up „Well, we could just share the bed...right?“.

You could feel his gaze burning into the side of your head, yet you just couldn´t bring yourself to look at him. „I´m sure it´ll be fine“ his reassuring voice spoke once more „if you´re comfortable with it, of course.“

Once more, you cleared your throat, before giving him a small nod „well, yeah. I suppose we can.“

Another minute of silence passed. You didn´t know. Couldn´t know. But the man was just as nervous as you were. Trying his best to voice the thoughts that were clouding his mind, before he spoke up again „We could..stay close to each other...right?“

He too had come to appreciate your presence. Was this how people made their first move? He could only hope that taking notes from Kaeya would prove good for once.

(Would probably sleep on the floor if you asked him to, idk)

Kaeya

Kaeya and you were friends. You always had been. You had shared a bed before. But that was like ages ago.

Now it felt different. It felt more intimate to think about sharing a bed.

You thought it was obvious that you liked him but you could barely tell how he felt about it. He was charming. Very charming. And you never knew how to tell `being charming` and `flirting` apart. Ever. Especially not with him, no matter how long you had known him.

But before you could even say anything, ask how to do this or voice your thoughts out loud, he had already waltzed over to the bed, stretching his arms accompanied by a small yawn.

He did not seem to care, which made your stomach churn a bit in confusing feelings.

Well, good to see that he´s comfortable with you. A bit sad to think that he doesn´t immediately get nervous at the thought of him lying next to you. Maybe he really just thought of you as his childhood friend.

You sighed before following him to the bed, shaking your head, trying to get rid of the heat going through your face.

He was already sitting on the bed, shooting you a look that you couldn´t quite decipher in the dim light. „We should stay close together tonight. Who knows what could happen? Safer to have each others back.“

If possible, you blushed even more, hoping he couldn´t see, before you nodded. „Yes. Yes stay close for...safety reasons“.

When you lied down onto the mattress you could hear him chuckle quietly, before you felt, to your horrific surprise, his arms engulfing your waist. A low whisper reached your ear „There is no shame in cuddling, is there?“ with a smirk that you could literally HEAR through his low voice, he added „for safety reasons“

(a little shit who hides his nervousness very well)

Xiao

With a mortified expression you stood there, in the door frame, staring at the bed.

You didn´t know the yaksha very well, as you had only been in contact with him while Zhongli was around. He seemed... alright enough? He was carrying a lot of sorrow, that much you knew.

You could tell, only because Zhongli was around to make him feel comfortable enough to let some expressions through his facial features.

But you didn´t know why, never wanted to press for it, never wanted to make him feel like he would need to open up to you. So you just tried to keep the contact minimal.

But now here you were, on a journey the old man had set you up to, standing in front of a single bed.

It wasn´t like you were scared to share a bed with him. He didn´t seem like someone who´d take advantage of you at least. But...you couldn´t help but wonder how he´d feel about this..? Would he be alright?

You cleared your throat quietly before muttering „so.. only one bed huh?“. Your voice laced with just a hint of sarcasm.

You looked at him, out of the corner of your eye and took notice of his expression changing. He looked sort of…angry?

Before you could dwell in the thought much longer he had already started muttering „Foolish mortals. Joking at times that require a serious aptitude. Do you expect something to happen? Tell me.“

You were..surprised to say the least. Joking? About what? The irony? You couldn´t figure out what exactly he was talking about. Slowly. Cautiously. You muttered back „Joking about what? What would I expect to happen?“

He stared at you for what felt like an eternity. Slowly but surely you started to feel a bit...uncomfortable. Why was he staring like that?

„I know what happens at night, between two individuals of your kind. Do not hold me to foolish standards of being naive“.

You were flabbergasted, to say the least, before you could get a hold of yourself and murmur „I... just want to get to sleep...No hidden intentions there...“

Now he seemed to be the one who was uncomfortable, averting his face to hide a blush crossing his cheeks. How silly of him. Now he was the one who felt foolish.

A short moment passed and you knew that he was embarrassed about his little outburst. Someone's got trust issues. But you didn't press on it, only sharing a kind smile "I didn't mean anything bad by it. Sorry for the confusion". He nodded and seemed to calm down. After a while he nodded again, maybe more to himself then to you, before mumbling „Sure. I´ll share a bed with you“.

What you didn´t know was that the mf didn´t even need sleep to begin with.

(there´s no way people are just nice, whats ur ulterior motive?? TELL HIM NOW??)

Ayato

It was silly really.

To be embarrassed about the thought of having to share a bed with your husband of all people.

But your marriage wasn't a conventional one, as neither of you married out of love.

It's not like you hated each other, you'd actually say that you got along just fine. You just never got into any...romance situations.

It felt weird, being married already but never having been on a date together. But it also felt weird for you to now try and get closer to him?

There were no books on how to go about this, so you just tried to wing it. Which wasn't easy.

When his eyes looked at you with such precise attention whenever you opened your mouth to say something, it was hard to get any words out at all. You could hear your heart slamming against your chest whenever you focused on his eyes. They were so beautiful.

That aside, right now you couldn't see his eyes. Thankfully. And you were hoping that he couldn't see yours either.

Your eyes were full on staring at the single bed in front of you.

Today, you couldn't venture off into your own room. Today, people could see where you went. Today, people would be able to judge you on your marriage.

Today, you had to stay at a Hotel and today you did not want to put a bad image upon your dearest husband. So you just asked Thoma to book a room supposed for married couples. There was a sofa but…you kind of wanted to make a move on him. To maybe, actually, be married to him? The thought alone made your heart flutter.

You imagined this scenario to be way easier in your head but now, with him being so close to you, you could definitely feel your nerves spiking up and your face burning with embarrassment.

He didn't seem to notice as he stood there for a while, taking in the room, then he turned towards you "just…one bed?". His tone showed his confusion. You cleared your throat before nodding "I thought… well, I thought we could spend the night together…".

The blush on your cheeks did not want to leave you alone but still, you turned your head to meet the amused gaze of your husband.

This little shit was all you could think before he spoke again "Quite a bold move to make. I like it."

[emphasisondrvgs]

Waking up next to them ~ Liyue edition (Xiao, Zhongli)

I haven't been motivated recently so these are SUFFOCATINGLY short :(

Xiao

The adeptus eyes' open to you grinning sweetly in his arms, the blankets fuzzy and warm from last night. He lets out a breath, enjoying your embrace as much as he could before he had to go to work. Everything seemed to be all too stressful nowadays, and you were his escape. His home was in your arms, and you weren't exactly about to wake up and start poking fun at him for it. He could enjoy the warmth, at least for now.

And when you would wake up, you'd be smothered in kisses and affection from the yaksha.

Zhongli

It had been a while since he had somebody be so trustful of him. The last person to be as confiding in him was Guizhong, and she wasn't here anymore.

But he was alright with that.

He had moved on to somebody new, you; and he loved you dearly. He wraps his arms around you and sighs, content with your head on his chest. Everything seemed at peace for once, the world around you two stilling into nothing.

He was most content, as he often was.

[aetheternity]

Synopsis: You're sick, thankfully the 6reeze boys are there to care for you.

CW: Just sweet fluff. Reader calls Wanderer, Kuni.

Aether

☆ Now now, just because you're sick doesn't mean you have to eat stuff you hate.

☆ He'll literally make you any food / drink you want. Unless you're throwing up. Then he'll stick to giving you water to flush your system out.

☆ He does any and everything you want no matter how ridiculous it may seem. Pillow needs fluffing? He's your guy. Extra blanket needed? He's got two pick the one you like better. You want a bath? He'll run it for you.

☆ He lets Paimon read one of the stories he wrote. Just to help you fall asleep easier.

☆ "And then our hero turns to his trusty, reliable, amazing companion and says-"

☆ "Paimon, stop padding out the story. The whole point of this was to relax Name, this isn't for entertainment purposes."

☆ "Paimon has to make the story more interesting or else even Paimon will fall asleep reading it!"

☆ You can't help but giggle at Aether's sullen expression.

☆ He makes sure to take your temperature every hour and yes it does feel a bit excessive but he wants to make sure you're actually making a recovery. Humor him would ya?

☆ "What's it say? What's it say? Is the cold breaking?" Paimon questions

☆ "Maybe we need more blankets and soup."

☆ "Doctor Paimon is on it!"

☆ Don't worry even if they argue quite a bit or the entire time. You're definitely going to make a speedy recovery with Doctor Aether and Doctor Paimon tending to you.

Heizou

☆ He was already off for the week as it was so now here he was at your door with a big smile and some treats for the two of you to share.

☆ He starts boiling a pot of water so you can soak in the steam almost immediately.

☆ "So, what do you think got you so under the weather?"

☆ "I have no idea.. honestly I just woke up yesterday sick as a dog."

☆ "Well, these kinds of things don't just magically happen even though it can feel like it. Trace your steps back to before the illness."

☆ Another one that isn't worried enough about getting sick himself. Though he's human so he's the one that should.

☆ You're already burrito wrapped in a huge thick blanket but somehow you're still shivering so he slides into place behind you wrapping you tightly in his arms until your body slowly relaxes.

☆ "You're not worried enough about catching my germs."

☆ "Well, I know if I happened to fall victim to a dreaded cold, you'd be my savior as a sort of debt for me being yours." He chuckles

☆ And of course when he inevitably does catch what you had he has the prettiest nurse to care to him. Or at least that's how he describes it.

Kazuha

☆ He's so oddly happy to take care of you while your sick. Like yeah he'd far prefer if you were in good health and spirits but he likes any scenario where he can tend to your physical, mental or emotional state.

☆ Lets you rest your head in his lap while he strokes the top of your head. You can apologize as much as you want for all of the snot and spit you accidentally drip onto his clothes during this time but he couldn't care less.

☆ "Your worry is valid, however if I'm going to be here with you until you recover I have plenty of time to wash my clothes.

☆ "Are you going to leave as soon as I get better?"

☆ His laugh is airy, "I have nowhere in particular that I need to be. If you're willing to have me I can stay for at least a few weeks."

☆ He reads every single haiku he's written to you to take your mind off the pain and when he runs out of those he starts telling you stories of his journey.

☆ "One day a young boy was stood along a stream, his head hung staring down at the water below. At long glance a troubled soul trying to discover some sort of mystery in the endless current of water. But at face value. A long rope and a boy long gone from this world."

☆ "How is that supposed to make me feel better?" You grumble clutching the pillow in your arms tightly

☆ "It's simply a distraction. For a moment your pain was disrupted by my story and it ceased to exist. While the story itself may or may not be true. Similarly when I began that story you believed I was telling it with the purest intent. That I was doing it to aid in your sleep. All is not as it seems, the story teaches."

☆ "I don't like that story."

☆ Even if his stories aren't the most sensitive he does still keep your space extremely clean and even tidies the rest of your house up as you sleep.

☆ You'll sometimes wake up alone but you always know Kazuha will be back if you call out to him. That's how he'd always been as it was.

Venti

☆ You're more than a little curious as to how he found out you'd fallen ill in the first place. He dodges the question.

☆ "Come now, aren't you just happy to have your favorite archon tending to you regardless?"

☆ "You could just tell me ya know. I'm not exactly in a judgmental mood."

☆ Stops you every single time you try to get up.

☆ "And just where is my patient going?" He places both hands on his hips.

☆ "I need my medicine, Venti."

☆ "That's what I'm here for. Your personal caretaker is at your service." He gestures for you to lay back down and refuses to leave until you're fully beneath the blankets.

☆ "Halt!"

☆ "Halt??" You nearly snort

☆ "Where are you going now?"

☆ "I have to pee, Venti!"

☆ His cheeks bloom a tiny pink, "Oh, ahem carry on then.." He chuckles

☆ He literally never leaves your house. Taking advantage of the fact that he's a God and can't fall ill as often as possible. Just crawling in beside you in your bed.

☆ "Even if you can't get sick, do you really want me sneezing and coughing in your face?"

☆ "Don't worry, I'm far away enough that if you wake up in a coughing frenzy it won't even touch me."

☆ He was in fact not far away enough.

☆ You find yourself getting more and more accustomed to rising and falling asleep to the sound of his voice. His songs so sweet, they end up helping you sleep deeper than you ever had before.

☆ "So, what kind of payment am I looking at? You know to thank my favorite archon for clearing his busy schedule just to tend to one of his mere disciples."

☆ "Aw don't put it like that. I would've done it for free. We are friends after all."

☆ "Did I hear would've?"

☆ "Well since you mentioned it there's only one thing I want. Let's get a drink together. You know when you're fully recovered."

☆ "Sure. It's a date."

Wanderer

☆ Everything he makes you is disgustingly bitter and he forces you to drink every single drop too. (We don't waste food here).

☆ "If you wanted a babysitter you should've called someone else. I'm just here to make sure you don't die."

☆ Surprisingly well meaning in everything he does. Gets you an extra blanket when you ask and even stays while you sleep. Clearing up your mess of tissues and washing all your dishes.

☆ He makes himself feel better after being so helpful all day though: "You look worse every time I come back over here." His grin shitty.

☆ "Funny, cause I've noticed you look better when I'm bleary eyed."

☆ You're not sure what you're expecting after that but his snarky huff as he leaves the room doesn't give you much confidence that he isn't planning to suffocate you with a pillow next time you doze off.

☆ "You know, you're gonna make someone a really cute house wife someday." You remark as he grabs your nth bowl of finished soup for the day.

☆ "Shut it." He grunts though before he can fully swivel around you see a dust of pink graze his cheeks.

☆ You wake up at one point to a cute plushie in your arms. The stiching so neat and the fabric of its hair and clothes so soft. As you turn it over more and more you start to notice the similarities between it and your dear caretaker.

☆"Why are you staring at him so hard?"

☆ You gasp, "Wait, he's yours?! You made a doll that looks like you??"

☆ "Don't act so shocked, I have things I care about like everyone else."

☆ "He's so cute!" You snuggle tiny Wanderer closer feeling infinitely better just being able to touch something so precious to someone you cared about so deeply. "But why give him to me?"

☆ "Because, when you get better and tell this story again. No one's ever going to believe you about the doll."

☆ You stare at him blankly, eyes growing wider. That dark smirk forming on his face as he stared back in pure amusement. "KUNI, YOU JERK!"

☆ "DON'T YOU DARE THROW HIM, HE'S NOT A TOY!"

Xiao

☆ He can't even begin to understand why you can't do anything for yourself.

☆ "Mortals can be so weak." He grunts when you explained your sickness.

☆ All you'd asked of him was if he could pick up your medication from Bubu Pharmacy on his way back from his daily patrol.

☆ He'd done it, easy but he still didn't leave immediately. For the next three days he'd leave you during his normal patrol hours then return at different times everyday.

☆ "How long do Mortals normally stay ill?" He questioned

☆ "Depends on the mortal, some can catch a cold and be bed ridden for a couple weeks. Age factors in too."

☆ He'd grown quiet after that. You're not completely sure he understands.

☆ Grossly overestimates how weak you are. Maybe you're into that tho.

☆ You're eating soup? He takes the spoon away and blows on the food then feeds it to you. You're trying to get up to go to the bathroom? He rushes over to open the door then trots back to grab your arm and keep you steady.

☆ The first time you went into a coughing fit he stared at you wide eyed, hair raised and on edge for several minutes before you'd willed him into coming close again.

☆ The first time he'd laid his head on the bedspread beside you you'd shooed him off. "I don't want you to catch any of my germs, Xiao Xiao."

☆ He shakes his head, "You need not project concern onto me. I can't contract an illness from you."

☆ Overall it feels almost too comforting having Xiao around like this. It was the most you'd seen of him in some time. Maybe you'd have to get sick more often.

[good--merits-accumulated]

hiiiiiiiii does anyone have any good recommendations for pingxie fics in chinese :]

[arsonlookers]

Love me like there's no tomorrow

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Genshin men x reader Agnst

A/n: this is my first fanfic, you can also think of other characters other than Genshin men to your liking. this fanfic is just for me and my thoughts renting in my head. anyways, have a great day!

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He looked at you and then back to the paper he was holding.

even without knowing what was stated in the paper, with just his sad and distressed eyes straight at you. you concluded everything...

He moved closer to your bed and sat down, inching closer and embracing you closer to his warmed body

"I love you.., you know that right?" He said Kissing your palm, looking at you with those reassuring eyes of his

you smiled knowing too well what was going on "I know"

he hugged you tight as if you would disappear within his grasp, you shared the same feelings he bore.

You hugged him tight as silence overtook the two of you.

no words could explain nor express these feelings of sadness and unexplained pain on what the future holds for both of us. No words, not sorry, no promises just silence...

as he embraced you tight in his arms, you made a similar gesture to assure him that 'It was okay', ' I am ok ' 'I know and I'm ready '

You closed your eyes to everything that had happened in your life, and memories of us started to flash in your eyes.

He suddenly pushed you and excused himself from the room trying his best to hide his face

As you saw him exit the room, you smiled bitterly at the pain, regret, and sadness. you thought you were ready but proven wrong when tears shed from your eyes and how much you tried to wipe dry tear after tear from your cheeks. 'I am not ready yet ', you thought deeply about what will happen if ever-...

your thoughts were stopped midway when you heard cries outside your room It sounded painful it went on and on until you could only hear whimpers and sobbing from the other side, and everything went silent.

"he must have been so stressed because of me huh...I'm sorry..." you mutter silently as tears slip from your cheeks

you stared at the window blankly and something caught your attention

'It's already evening and it is raining outside' you thought 'I didn't even notice'

you slowly got up from your position and walked closer to the window. you opened it wide and put your right hand on the outside of the pouring rain.

Raindrops fall from your hand. It feels cold and soothing like it's not something you should shield yourself from, it's kind, and very inviting.

As you stare blankly at your hands, drenched. An idea popped into your head.

you closed the window and started to walk to the opposite side of the room, you gently opened the door and peeked outside, checking if someone was outside or if he was outside your room, and to your luck, no one was outside.

You executed your plan, you started to go on an adventure down the hospital halls avoiding nurses as much as possible, and in search of the exit door and bask in the downpour of gentle rain.

After some time you reached the exit door and before you could open the door

A hand suddenly grabbed your shoulder- you turned behind as fast as you could, His lovely hair color was the first you could see in your peripheral view.

"where are you going?" you can see his concern and distress in his slightly red and puff eyes, in his voice, and in his touch.

..Fear. you can see it deep in his eyes as you stare at it.

his grip on your wrist is firmed

he asked again "Y/n where are you going" This time its not a question

As you looked into his eyes again you stared at him and did not answer his question, the only sound occupying the silence was the sound of the gentle rain, the ringing of telephones, and the talking of some nurses in the corner, echoing through the halls.

"..." You opened your mouth as you constructed your words in your mind and closed it after as nothing came into your mind You feel blank... you stared at the ground not looking at his concerned eyes anymore ..as if ... giving up on everything...

'I don't want to be a burden to him anymore' you thought

He senses something is not right so he looks around, he looks straight head on the window door and takes notice of the y/n's drenched right hands.

he moved his left hand and opened the exit door in front of us

you looked at him with curious eyes as if he had done something ridiculous

He walked out first from the other side of the door, and then he pulled you to his side.

he looked at you and put a relaxed and reassuring smile on his lips

"What?" he said

you smiled. knowing what his actions meant, both of you had been together for so long, knowing that smile and look that says 'I know, it's OK, or you are free to do what you want'

You faced him sweetly, chuckled, and started to walk in the gentle rain, slowly drenching yourself in and he looked at you preciously and joined you in the rain,

You hold his hands and he holds yours. tight. We walked towards the center, drenching our clothes more and more, not caring.

as if both of you were the only people left in the world

We laughed like there was no tomorrow, and we danced joyfully you jumped and jumped, and he joined you, in your shenanigans.

you held his hand and looked at him smiling blissfully, you looked at his features from his hair to his eyes and down to his nose and down to his lips, he was smiling like a little child.

He looks at you, full of love in his eyes you can see it, feel it deep inside your heart, and body. The warmth that surges your body the more you look at him you fall in love again and again, like it's the first time. And you Love everything about it...About HIM.

It was a slow dance as he put his hands on your waist, you looked at him and put both your hands on his shoulders,

we were so close to each other bodies and we didn't care if someone could see us from the inside.

You like how you could hear his heartbeat, feel his warm body close to yours as you embraced him, and how he could feel your heartbeat and the heat of both your bodies providing warmth in the cold rain.

you both swayed your bodies close to each other as if there were music in the background. We just danced and swayed our bodies in whatever fits.

it was so peaceful as you looked into his eyes you wished it would stay like this forever, dancing in the rain enjoying together embraces.

he whispered close in your ear "I love you, I love so so much" he kissed you on your lips and looked at you and only you

You love whenever he confesses his love to you, he makes you feel that he is only thinking about you as he stares at you with those lovely eyes of his.

and you love it

You love how he makes you feel Loved

every year, every month, every day, every hour, every minute, and every second of your Life.

like time slowed down for us or time completely stopped.

The only thing you could feel was his warm embrace, his love, his loving smile, and his loving whispers of 'I love you'. You can only see him and on his every move, you can only think of him. He is occupying both your mind and heart at this very moment and promise yourself that you will forever treasure and remember this moment for the rest of your life without regret.

But of course, everything must come to an end.

A nurse suddenly comes and interrupts our time together.

On your way to your room after being talked out by the nurse a sudden eruption of giggles came from you and was followed by his

It was the first time something happened like that and the first time a nurse was nagging at both of you and it was refreshing. for the first time in a while, something was different and it was not anything unpleasant, to say the least.

after reaching the room You changed your clothes, and so did he and suddenly He hugged you from behind and just swayed right and left slowly at the rhythm of his beating heart

after a while he hugged you and led you to the bed, humming your favorite song, and just embraced you under the warm covers

The sound of the rain hitting the window and his heartbeat is lulling you to relax and start to drift you off to sleep

'it's warm' you thought before drifting to unconsciousness.

The next day

he surprised you with your favorite flowers and snacks, and he stayed with you until it darks outside you played games, and watched movies while cuddling each other.

as both of you watch the last film for the night

"thank you... and love you" you mutter under your breath

he looked at you, he held you in his arms firmly and rested his head on your shoulder.

"love you too"

after that day and the next day and next

He kept surprising you each and every day

Different surprises and experiences, each and every day from picnics to a trip to the beach, romantic dates, meeting his family or your family, hanging out with your friends, and doing your hobby together.

You know you are getting weak day by day, and proof of that is always being visited by the nurses and doctors. So weak that you can't nearly walk on your own. you're getting thinner and sometimes worst cases vomits blood. It's okay he is always been there to cheer you on

but even you know he is also suffering with you, every time a doctor visits your room, hearing this painful news every time and after he will exit the room in an excuse of going to the restroom. knowing very well how painful it must have been to hear your lover's condition getting worse and worse.

every night his cries of I love you, his promises, and prayers desperate silent tears after tears by your bedside thinking you have fallen asleep.

In reality, he is also enduring the pain of reality that in the future you might.... not be by his side anymore... the thought of losing you causes him to break.

You feel guilty every time you hear his desperate cries.

days passed by, it was painfully slow but fast at the same time as days were spent by his side and loved once. And in the blink of an eye, you realize it's your anniversary, the day he first met you, and on the same date, you became you confessed to him and became official. a very special day indeed. one of the precious memories together with him and you will cherish it forever.

You wake up like normal, the sun is starting to rise from your window, and you can hear birds chirping and the sound of cars passing by, it feels peacefully warm, not cold, nor do you feel anything painful when you rise from the bed. when you were about to reach the glass from the bedside table you noticed a box and a letter beside it.

reaching for the box and opening the letter, it was written by a very familiar penmanship

Morning dear, and HAPPY ANNIVERSARY love, how are you feeling? don't forget to drink water ok? And after you eat don't forget to drink your medicine. so you might be wondering what's inside this box and if you have opened it, I hope you like it.

you opened the box and inside was a necklace and a very familiar one at that.

Love, you might be wondering why it looks familiar because this necklace is the one you commissioned last year for our Christmas but because of some computer problem the store shipped our order to the wrong place and they just refunded us a different necklace because 'they are too busy' they say.

you can clearly imagine him rolling his eyes from saying 'too busy' even though it was a total fail for a Christmas matching gift. As you look closely you realize that the other half of the necklace is missing.

"he must be wearing the other," you thought

so you took the necklace and looked at it closely, it was a lovely necklace.

you start to lock the necklace around your neck and as you look at the mirror it fits you perfectly.

your day passes uniquely, every nurse who visits your room gives you your [favorite flowers ], and special people who have been with you for your whole life visit and spend time with you. But on this special day, you just wanted to spend this very very special day with him, but you still didn't see any sign or strand of hair of your beloved husband.

you were spending the day with other people and they were taking you to every place you cherished. someone blindfolded you and took you on a long ride, you don't know what the last destination you are going but this time you hope they will take you to him.

Someone with warm hands takes the blindfold off.

There he presents himself with a lovely smile on his face.

You look around as you realize where you are right now.

Moments of that night... The night you fall in love and fall deeper as time goes on

Just like the first time you met and the day you confessed, he looked stunning as ever. Lights that illuminate that charming smile that catches your attention and breath every time.

it never fails to make your heart beat faster. Beating inside your drumming heart. Badum.

Dum-BAdum -BADUM-dum- BAdum-- Badum-DUM-BADUM-DUM-DUM - BADUM-BADUM--bAD-DUM...BADUM-BADUMBADUM

and you meant faster,

and

FaSter

and

FASTER

like it's going to burst out of its confined cage.

You grip your shirt on where your heart is placed

your vision starts to blur and your body feels heavy and unstable, your hearing is not doing any good.

You realize at this moment that time and fate are never kind.

"Y/n?!!" catching your weak body

as both of you fall on the ground

You can hear the panic in his voice, and tears fall onto your face you don't know what's going on when before you just felt fine, you didn't feel sick or nauseous or something... But...

A small smile made into your pale face and you weakly reach to his handsome face.

'If I would die today... in his arms ... Oh... His warm arms... I really love his warm embrace... I love how he touches me...love the way he smiles.. '

'don't cry...smile, love" he looks at me shocked

"shhh, y./n ....do.nt....staystrong ....love" Everything is muffled

tears keep falling from his eyes but even though tears keep falling. He still looks angelic, The man I fell in love with again and again, His other half, and I am proud to be his Wife.

To say to the world that he is mine.

"I...Love... you..'

Forever and ever...

Until darkness is the only thing you can see...

notes: some of the characters that you are thinking might not fit their character in this fanfic may be too Ooc for you. And as for the sickness if you are wondering for the sake of the plot let's just say it is something uncurable .hehe. and you can always imagine other men outside Genshin if ever you don't know them:)

thank u very much for your time reading this fanfic;)

[bonnibellexox]

Snippet from Privacy- Chapter 18: Secrets

Ruby x Jaune

“So, how did this happen?” Blake asks, holding an arm across Yang’s neck to hold her back as the others gather around.

Secret room, alcohol, s*x, s*x, threeways, Weiss-

“We hung out one night while everyone else was busy, and just kinda hit it off.” I reply, being as vague as possible.

“6 months ago.” Yang growls quietly, shooting me a look.

Sighing, I step towards her and pull her boiling frame into a hug. She pauses in shock, before rolling her eyes and accepting the embrace.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, it wasn’t personal. I just liked having a secret, nice thing that was mine. Keeping our relationship separate from everything else just… helped take my mind off things.” I explain softly, resting my chin on her shoulder.

We pull apart and Yang takes a deep breath, washing away her anger. And after a moment, she opens her eyes and smiles at me, and then him. But then her eyes narrow and she rocks to one side, crossing her arms with a look of suspicion.

“You two have just been holding hands, right?” She interrogates, looking Jaune up and down.

“Of course…” Jaune grits through his teeth, avoiding eye contact.

“Pft nup.” I laugh smugly, returning to his side and holding his arm, lacing my fingers through his.

“Ruby!” They both hiss at me.

“What? I’m an adult, I can do what I want.” I shrug with a smirk.

[cielur5w]

These feelings..

━━━ Characters﹕Xiao x amab!reader ━━ Summary﹕Xiao reacting to mild physical affection ━ Note﹕I'll break it down into parts on this, although it can also be read as gn, I guess

Just a touch of love..

The sun dipped on the Liyue horizon, painting the sky in golden and orange hues as Xiao and you shared a moment of silence on the tranquil hills. The city sprawled in the distance, but for both of you, the world narrowed down to that small corner of Liyue where peace prevailed.

You had been taking things slowly in your relationship with Xiao, aware that the immortal adept was unaccustomed to physical affection. Respecting his space, you had been progressing gradually. However, on this particular day, you noticed Xiao seemed more distracted than usual, as if his mind was elsewhere.

Gently, you placed your hand on Xiao's, a seemingly simple action loaded with significance. Xiao froze, his body tense, like a stone caught in a storm of conflicting emotions at that very moment.

Worried for a moment that you had crossed a line, when you tilted your head to look at Xiao's face, you observed something unexpected: a soft blush tinged the adept's cheeks, and his golden eyes, though still focused on the distance, seemed more embarrassed than ever.

Xiao avoided your gaze, but couldn't escape the warmth emanating from your hand holding his. Embarrassment mixed with a strange sense of happiness invading him. What was happening to him?

Your laughter broke the silence, gentle like the whisper of the wind. "Xiao, you're absolutely adorable when you're like this" you said affectionately, causing the immortal adept to finally turn his gaze towards you.

Your eyes were filled with adoration, and Xiao, despite his initial discomfort, found himself unable to resist a shy smile. There was something about you that made him feel accepted and loved, and though his heart remained unfamiliar territory, he knew he was in good hands.

[ioveaether]

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we are intertwined and tangled just like that (xue fangfei x xiao heng)

summary:

Late afternoon; that was when she would arrive in a carriage to meet her husband as he left after completing his duties for the day in the Imperial Court. The gates would be guarded, but they knew her and her purpose, and would not say a word when she stepped down and waited for his arrival. The doors opened, and she craned her neck to see her husband walk past the threshold, however it wasn’t him at all.

notes: short (1.1k) one-shot canon-divergent / semi-compliant (squint hard) of "what if she met xiao heng face to face as xue fangfei before dying?" just had writer's block and wanted to do something canon-adjacent for them. cross-posted on ao3 here. enjoy!

Late afternoon; that was when she would arrive in a carriage to meet her husband as he left after completing his duties for the day in the Imperial Court. The gates would be guarded, but they knew her and her purpose, and would not say a word when she stepped down and waited for his arrival.

There was nothing different about today; Mrs. Shen scolded her only twice, once for waking up late (despite that she had simply fallen back asleep after bidding Yurong a good day), and again for discarding her guqin and not using it to teach Ruyun, even though she knew she sold it in order to help her son work for his top scholar position. She still did the laundry, brought her in-laws snacks during their resting periods, and didn’t take precious time she wasted sleeping with going to the market.

So as she waited, Fangfei clasped her hands together in front of herself and smiled. He typically walked down the steps around the same time each day, and she loved the routine of being the one to pick him up. Usually, that was.

A few days here and there, Mrs. Shen would insist that she and Ruyun go instead, so she kept herself demure and let them, wondering if he’d be just as happy to see them as he was her.

Other times, he had to spend days away from home on some teaching retreat, though those were few and far between, and he always brought back plenty of gifts and loving touches upon his return.

Lately, there had been a lull in any romantic engagement, but she chalked it up to stress from such a demanding job. After all, since they had moved to the capital many months ago, she noticed how his muscles were more tense, how he sighed more and kept himself locked in his study for hours on end, even forgoing coming to their bedroom some nights.

It made for a rather lonely pit in her stomach to grow, but each time she got to see him when he came out, it dissipated as quickly as it formed.

The doors opened, and she craned her neck to see her husband walk past the threshold, however it wasn’t him at all.

She recognized the face that it was, though. How could she not? The emperor’s best friend, his General and Advisor, and man to be feared.

Duke Su.

They had met before, in a way, while she was exploring the market for new cloths to choose from. Haitang noticed him and his two guards, who followed behind him currently, watching her, warning her, and she let curiosity take hold of her to meet the eyes of this mysterious admirer.

Back then, she didn’t like the look on his face, especially from what Yurong had said about him before. Her view of him only came from one person, but she valued his commitment to good morals and virtues and took it like it was gospel. Considering that her husband also had detailed his role for the emperor and things he did, she believed him fully.

Languidly, in no apparent rush, he graced each stair with such arrogance, as if they were built just for him to walk down. Fangfei wanted to sneer at the pompousness, but remained straight-faced instead.

She would’ve presumed he was going for a leisurely stroll around the palace, after all, she wasn’t entirely well-versed in his duties, but when another carriage came up in front of her own, she knew he was heading straight towards her.

Her body stiffened, wondering if she should turn her head in a timely manner as an excuse to not have to bow to him. That was rude, she knew, but she didn’t appreciate the way she had been stared down shamelessly that day. He didn’t seem the least bit apologetic, and she could see lips moving, gossiping about her, of course. What of, she wanted to know deep down, though it couldn’t have been anything good. She wasn’t guilty of anything, yet somehow still felt as if she had done something wrong.

Again, she could see his two subordinates whispering in his ear as they grew larger, three pairs of eyes trained on her. Her eyes flitted down momentarily from the wordless pressure she felt, glancing back up in time to bow down when he was close enough.

“Su guogong,” she said as she lowered herself and head, dropping her eyes once more out of respect this time. When she tilted her head up, he had stopped not far from her, close enough to see the tiny slant up the corners of his lips. How smug.

“Mrs. Shen,” he greeted, inclining his head towards her. “I don’t think we’ve had the pleasure of meeting before. Properly, that is,” he added, his voice honeyed.

Fangfei bit her tongue, plastering a well-practiced fake smile on. “I do remember that day in the market. I hope I haven’t offended you in some way,” she responded.

He blinked and smiled wider. “Not at all. I was merely observing the happenings of the market that you happened to be at at that time,” he tried to clarify, but she didn’t believe it. Observing like a hawk scouring for its prey, she was sure. Someone like him could never do anything without a purpose.

Still, she nodded. “I hope not to disrupt you from wherever you must be going, Su guogong,” she told him, hoping that would push him away, well aware he had trained his deduction skills to perfection for this position, though she couldn’t care. Her husband would be out soon, and she wouldn’t want to stick around him any longer.

Duke Su seemed to chuckle quietly, amused, only fueling her ire. “Don’t worry, Mrs. Shen, everywhere I go waits for me, whether it knows it or not,” he mused, staring off as he spoke before glancing back. “Your husband is currently speaking with the emperor, and you may have to wait. I would suggest heading home and meeting him there.”

That had her furrowing her brows as she processed his words before forcing herself to relax, blinking a few times. “I can wait. Thank you for your concern for me, Su guogong,” she replied, studying him. Surely there were hidden intentions behind all his words. She wondered what it was like, having to live each moment like a game of chess.

He bobbed his head once, looking tickled pink, making her wonder if she had somehow told some sort of joke.

“A talented and devoted wife. No wonder we have such an enlightened and capable top scholar this year,” he said, almost as if he was speaking to himself, stepping over to his carriage. “Well met, Mrs. Shen.”

And swiftly, not even caring to see her hesitant bow at his departure, he was off, leaving her alone.

She should’ve been glad about it, but for some reason, she could not shake the feeling that this was only the beginning of what would be many encounters.

[croizsante]

MY STAR, MOON AND GALAXY

[A so called love note]

The whispers in silence rose with the love in the heart, they had so much to say yet none came out but came the whispers in love. Clock passed the time, the sky passed the views, yet the love didn't pass through.

Figure laying in green grass, leaves tangled with her hair, dandelions in hand, the far wide sky with floating clouds changing the shape with the shade of blue, a male beside in warmth. Her hands tangled in his, a kiss on cheeks for a naive love.

She never knew how he

Could grow the rose inside of her.

A peek in her from him would bloom

roses, of different emotions.

Skin to skin touches would grow

the rosy leaves of the rose.

Naive kisses on lips would be

enough to explode daisies

from her mouth.

Turning her into glorifying

garden of love.

His presence was

enough to bloom

The garden is dry.

He was the golden rays of sunshine, dressed well in modernized amour. His touches on dry would leave it graceful and creamed in his scent. A garden for the nobles to visit the love, he was an art painted in royal red and a human is blue.

Light was dark until he came in.

HE WAS THE GALAXY AND

ETHEREAL , ETERNAL SOUL

He had stars behind each eyelids

Had a galaxy in his soul, attracted

People to his endless heart and kindness, like a black hole. Made of Wishes from shooting stars, the skies of love, care, dark and blue. Vast universe seems to be small to put him in words. Shooting stars of the skies made him full of love, weren't beautiful scenarios enchanting enough to describe him?

He was vast to explore, vast to love. He wasn't enough to be explored in one life.

Every life would be small to love him, in words he was apotheosize, in the world he was the universe and to her, he was just someone she would love wide. Stars, moon, yet he was the magical art someone created. Lucelence, caelum, seraphic, leal words wouldn't be vast enough to describe him.

A glance in the skies which held him gently, calmly even with him. Even the skies of pink, purple, dark and blue feel the sensation for him. Careful mind, careless heart in the skies with the floating heart. Delicate Galaxy in him, for her to adore, even within her garden of stars and moons, he had the shine of apotheosize.

His emotional lips, careless heart, messy hair, pair of eyes in love. He was the universe involved with grace, and love.

If he was the moon I would pull a spaceship and land on him, just to be with him and love him. He was an imperfect yet perfect soul to love, he was pure, beautiful and tidy.The moon sings every night,pulls the ocean's tides to shore, his heart belongs to every star,screams dance upon his lips.Between dawn and dusk he was made of miracles and she can run all she wants but in the light of the moon, she still melts for him.

[jupiter-86]

This is so beautiful it hurts.

[eccentricsugar]

My top Genshin Impact Ships

(Disclaimer: If you don't agree with any of them, then good for you. Let me brain rot about 2d ppl in peace thank you)

1. Keaya Alberich x Albedo

2. Ningguang x Beidou

3. Alhaitham x Kaveh

4. Cyno x Thighnari

5. Lumine x Childe

6. Jean x Lisa

7. Raiden Ei x Yae Miko

8. Venti x Xiao

9. Kujou Sara x Itto

10. Scaramouche x Therapy