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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞

CW unhealthy behaviour, interspecies relationship [?], power imbalance, "drama" but as a warning and not for drama lovers, mention of suicides & forced sacrifice, all my men are breedable, submissive and obsessive<333 yandere!reader lowkey also

but like, xie lian like yandere?

when he, while still a human, is madly in love with his "future spouse", and is more than open and impulsive in this, to the point that even centuries later there is a popular romantic fairy tale about "the prince who peeled peaches", and although you did not respond with a certain reciprocity, sending more mixed towards to the prince who adores you like a puppy, you seemed to have a common belief in the possibility of making the lives of ordinary people better.

even if he was spoiled and used to being adored, and also absolutely in love with you, he did not force you to do anything and never spoke officially about your wedding without your consent and the first step, even if he unequivocally called you his spouse, without seeing your discomfort or denial, which made him even happier. believing that you just need to warm up to it.

even when he plans to ascend, he promises you that this does not mean that he will not wait for you, confident that you are destined to be with him, among the Heavenly Officials, and you, of course, agreed with him, saying that if he ascends out of the circle of reincarnations, then you will follow him, responding to his feelings for the first time, even if it was so small, making him almost purr with pleasure, asking you to repeat these words again and again for his sake, putting your chin on your knees and hearing words that even the most charming melody of the divine lute cannot compare with, and you indulge him, realizing that soon you will not see him again.

and even when he finally ascends, he believes that you will soon join him, waiting for your return to him more than for his own ascension, realizing with almost disappointment that maybe, maybe he hurried — after all, xie lian is lonely and bored without you, even among the Gods and Goddesses, it was as if a piece of his soul had been cut out, ripped out of his body. but you love him, right? you'll be arriving soon, right? he thinks with such fear that you can find someone for yourself, instead of him, but when he finds out that you still pray to him and honor him as God, he can't help but cry from an overabundance of emotions, feeling almost ashamed that he left you so hastily.

when xie lian descends from heaven, breaking the rules to help his kingdom, but can't help but tremble with delight when he can see you again, still as magnificent and majestic as ever, even if the cause of it was disasters — he hugs you so tenderly, like the most precious thing, and you see that his personality has not changed at all since he became a God, which only makes you smile, feeling calm from the fact that your Li-Li has returned, still as young and beautiful, as if only yesterday he was peeling fruit for you and asked you to go look at the pond in which the koi swim. Your Prince.

you are the only thing that keeps his sanity and mental stability, stroking his hair when all his attempts turn into failure, and people call him the Demon God who killed the nation. his neck is wrapped with almost black tattoos, which are called 'cursed shackles', but you kiss his forehead and press his face tightly to your chest, whispering that this is only fate, he could not help, but also could not ignore when his people were dying, — you do not blame him, and even if xia lan wants to say that he doesn't believe, he just chokes with despair, afraid that you will confirm that your words are lies and you 'don't want to see him anymore'.

but you don't do it. you whisper that you promised to follow him always, and he just blindly pokes his nose into your skin, whispering apologies and repentance, constantly apologizing and blaming yourself that you now live with him in a shack, that you could not find a spouse because of him, that you had to give up everything because of the connection with him — and you do not find the words to tell him, despite everything still believing in goodness and justice, that you are sure that you will not have long left. after all, no matter what, people know that you are the beloved of the Demon God, and you are not going to hide it or be ashamed, you know that what is going to happen is bound to happen — otherwise your beloved would live a happy life of a great and beloved God instead of a beggar.

you bring small gifts to him in the remaining temple and offer prayers, clutching prayer candles, even though you can live with him — but if you give up your family and status, you will not be able to help him or his parents in any way, even if you feel time flowing through your fingers. people never forgive when their dreams are betrayed. but, perhaps, if the tao of your beloved is "to be at the very sun and at the back of life," then your tao is "to help him while you can breathe."

as long as you can breathe.

when he finds out that you were killed, sacrificed for the sake of expiation of deeds when he was not near you, something inside him

breaks.

he shouldn't have left you. he was supposed to be always there. he was supposed to be helping you. he shouldn't have come down. he shouldn't have let you help him. he was supposed to save you.

hemustbetheonewhowassacrificed, not you.

his beloved, his spouse, his love, his sun, his moon, his monarch, his beloved, his darling, his happiness, his betrothed, his tao, his savior, his only one, his tender one, his Deity, his... life.

when nothing else can hold his mind, giving him an understanding of why he lives, knowing that you are fighting for him to be happy, and at some point you are simply not... there. it doesn't matter if he is calling you or looking for you, wandering through familiar places and seeing your favorite food, seeing your favorite places and hearing at least something resembling your favorite melolias. your smile. your eyes. your longing. your annoyance. your disappointment. your bliss. your serenity. your peace of mind. your tenderness. your affection. your words. your actions. your feelings.

you you you you you you you you you you you you you you you you you you

are not there.

and it hurts even more than anything else, even when his body is repeatedly pierced, trying to kill.

he's not worried anymore.

he was tired.

you would kiss his wet eyes and tell him that he should be strong and not forget who he lives for and what he should do.

but you are not.

and something inside him is dying.

completely.

xia lian, who for the first time meets a person so familiar in his life that he could draw their face with his eyes closed. you still have the same majestic face and movements that he can't help but stare at, for a moment ceasing to play from shock and euphoria, even realizing that it's not you, you died - but at that moment he just wanted to run up to you and for you to call him your Li-Li, as before, while he was silly and in love.

in love with you.

this is his second, this time voluntary, banishment — and you can't help but stare at the poor stranger for too long than you should, not remembering him, but knowing that you remember him. a strange deja vu, leaving a bitter residue, with a distant thought "he's fine, he's alive, he's alive, he's alive", as if belonging to you.

he knows that this is the tao, of course the tao, that xie lian should not interfere in your life if he does not want to destroy it again, even if he cannot help but suffocate from the lack of you, especially knowing that you are there, you are here, you are close, so close that he can feel you tantalizingly close.

it seems as if he feels you passing by, on the verge of delirium, constantly tormenting him with thoughts and memories, even if he struggles, realizing that this is a test, and he no longer dares to interfere in your life and ruin it, even if without you he feels like a fish thrown out of the sea, where is his the sea, his ocean, is you and only you.

his everything.

when he becomes the prince's mentor and tries to find out, society is buzzing with news about the suicide of a young child of one of the richest families, who, according to the most audacious rumors, worshipped demons and went crazy when he met a homeless man on the street, falling in love with him. no one knew what the truth was — the family more than successfully controlled the rumors and suppressed those that were unwanted, but the realization that xie lian was guilty again, even becoming a fleeting figure in your life, suppressed him... and, to his shame and painfully guilty pleasure, he was pleased.

do you still love him? even when he's like this? even when you don't remember anything about him? even when you are not "you", is he still the only one in your heart? just like you in his?

a gentle smile, a weightless touch of fingers; a cold dead look that bloomed with a billion flowers when looking at him — and death when your paths were impossible.

your 'husband', which he could not become, and your 'man' as whom he failed. if he had not become a God and continued to move in the cycle of reincarnation, then perhaps you would have lived by becoming a couple with him — or with "her", the longer he was a God, the less he cared about it, just hoping that you would love him in any way.

he knows that one day you will be reborn, and when his dagger pierces the king, he knows that one day you will meet. no matter what he needs to do, you will be his. he will be the one you needed. he's the only one who can be with you.

and he's only yours.

forever and always.

when he ascends for the third time, he knows why he continues to do this, not finding you in any corner of the world — even when lived the life of a general, hoping that at least somewhere your features will flash, and as a 'Scrap Immortal', knowing that when you meet him and remember him, you will definitely remember him, you will both laugh at it, looking at your life without each other as a nightmare. the usual nightmare. your dead hanging body, your suicide, your absence, your smile when he said that you were the only thing holding him, not noticing how full of guilt and despair you were, like boiling water until you poured out and turned into puddles — but he's not like that anymore. he's changed. he gave up both when he was a prince and when he was a tramp.

and, of course, you will accept him in any way, just like he does you, waiting for you from every circle of reincarnation until you become a Deity with him to be together forever.

as you were meant to. as tao says.

his steps are light and almost airy, as well as his figure, dressed in white robes, you always said that this only emphasizes his innocence and beauty, like an already ascended God, xie lian can't help but stop, still trying to find you in every corner of the world, constantly catching any familiar movement with childish impatience or a glance,

and when he catches painfully adored external features, looking at how a person in beautiful, but simple enough clothes lowers their feet into a slowly flowing river,

he knows who it is.

of course, his beloved face lights up with amazement when you see a gentle, handsome young man walking towards you, hurriedly trying to greet him, immediately realizing that he is not just a person, but he does not mind at all even if you ignored him — as long as it's you, it doesn't matter. he can feel his tears coming, seeing that it's you, really you, and he can't help but cry even if you are clearly shocked by him.

but his smile is so bright and warm, like the summer sun, and giving off a gentle, timidly happy pain in your chest.

definitely can't be human.

but for you, he is the only one who looks like your ideal person should.

still not realizing that, compared to you and your preferences, he is even worse.

ascended!reader who is the god of something like revenge and retribution, being constantly drawn into the suppression and system of karma and morality, reminding that revenge is always an option, and that justice in one form or another will always arrive and will triumph, no matter how many victims and in what way it happens. god of failure x god of retribution, power couple. a couple, one of whom has absolutely no luck, while the second almost personifies the tao and is not subject to such things. xie lian hates the fact that you had to suffer because of him, but to know that you are now forever together, that it is now safe for you to be with him and that no one else can be a couple for the two of you except you two? he is absolutely euphoric.

[darlingpwease]

What?? I'm not even trying to escape this time 😭😭 she sounds so cool tho,, I don't know anyone irl who reads those kind of novels, and the people online who write about them are small so I always get excited when I see people talk/write about it lmao,, so she sounds amazing to talk to (I bet she was wonderful either way but I think you know what I mean)

That's alright <333 I absolutely love reading web novels,, so I read those kind of stories a lot

From me??? I just don't think it was ever brought up before for me to mention it. I think they're safe <333 /t ...👀 they're really good I'd suggest reading them some time

KNOW this novel? I practically BREATHED it when I first read it /j

🎉🎉

AAA so good so good <<333

He'd be so adorable clinging to you. When you first met him (again), you originally thought that it would be you following him, not the other way around. Maybe getting jealous over your past self, so whenever you go and take Xie Lian on a date, you do so to replace those memories with who you are now. Xie Lian has even caught on to it after a while, but he can't bare to tell you that not only do you have no reason to be jealous over yourself, but also that you're already doing something you've done before <//333

That doesn't make him any less happy though, he happily indulges you. Every new object you buy him is always similar to one you've done before, every festival you take him to, you both have already celebrated, every mountain to camp in and river to swim in, there's always a trace of you two. Not that either are complaining though.

Yes yes,, I agree I agree. Both are good, very good.

-panna cotta

🤨🤨🤨I can't trust you. the only thing I can do is believe that if I grab you by your fox tail, you won't run any further🙄 /t /j yes yes~ she was very absorbed in what she liked and passionate, and although she was too perfectionist, she was very sweet and loving to talk about her thoughts. we stopped communicating after I gave up my old works, but I still hope that everything is fine with her and she is now doing what she loves<3 (bad for them, though, I sympathize with everyone who doesn't know my cute flower boy<///3)

mhm,,, I prefer novels about transmigrators and the like than exclusively xiaxia — with rare exceptions</3 luo binghe my beloved<//3

I mean, you can enter topics without me having to raise the green flag🤨 our relationship is now an imbalance of power I see🙄😒 /t /hj I almost finished reading svsss at the time and accidentally found the 'blessing', but I could not bring myself to read the demonic cultivator, although it looks the most interesting and tragic,,, but I will accept your words, just because of your not completely fox-like authority, and at least some faith in your words.

🎤🎤🎤 tell me something else, I'm listening carefully, I don't trust simple words on the Internet!!! /t /j who are your favorite characters??? /gen

husband material<3333 im so so so in love with him until yuuta does not appear in front of me</33333

xie lian looks,,,, looks like a puppy. the very obsessive, emotional, sensitive and gentle puppy who puts chin on your palm and smiles like the july midday sun when everything around you seems to shine, emphasizing his extraterrestrial beauty, — only to be able to protect you from everything by more than cruel and ferocious methods, not allowing anything else and no one to take you away from him, going against what should happen when xie lian finds you again and again, eventually becoming so good at it that he begins to feel when you reappear and be yours a shadow by the time you were already mature enough that the thread of your destiny began to weave — and was cut and intertwined into one where he would be the only thing in your life.

the Gods cannot interfere with what is about to happen, but he has already sunk down enough and has been overthrown not only and not so much by heaven, but also by you, kissing you while your fingers slide along his neck, stroking the marks on his thin skin, almost forgetting that he is a God, that he is much stronger and powerful than you when xie lian looks at you from the bottom up, touching your palms with lips and letting you let his hair down, enjoying the painfully familiar unfamiliar look; for a moment you see the most gentle and kind young man, looking with bright naive eyes, kind and impulsive, spoiled by the world and fate itself, not yet knowing either the dirt or the sadness of the world — eccentric, but divine, like only a soaring bird or the first ray of the sun after a hundred years of harsh winter. he was like a kaleidoscope of colors, unblemished by nothing but his morality, desire and you, stealing kisses from you while no one is looking, timidly intertwining his fingers with you, learning something like this for the first time — your prince was bright, colorful, intense and loud, he was everywhere and always with you, while your god was gentle, quiet and calm, like a gentle timid wildflower, much more beautiful than any decorative ones, but at the same time not at all the way you remembered the one who scratched your heart like a kitten with a claw. and you know that he sees it in your eyes, for a moment kissing more jealously and rudely, as if forcing you to think about him now, about what he is doing now, childishly hating when he saw in your eyes not himself now, but the prince who caused your death,

who killed you.

he tells you that you've met before, he knows you even when he was a prince, like a demon whispering to you about the time when you were almost lovers, and he promised that you would become Gods together and be always together, that he would protect you from everything and you would make this world perfect, — and you have strangely detailed dreams about a kingdom that no longer exists, and a facial craze, forcing you to wake up in a cold sweat while xie lian lies nearby, not needing sleep, but just wanting to be there with you — and immediately feeling that your heartbeat is going crazy while you're breathing hoarse, loud, scared, and he's gently soothing you, without asking what you dreamed, as if not for the first time encountering this,

and for a moment you are bitter that you may not be his first "you".

while he goes further, sees more, hears more, while you only look back, seeing that he has become different, and each time your memories are more and more mixed — when you were the child of a rich peasant, when you were the child of a rich merchant's concubine, when you were the eldest child of a high-ranking general, when you were a member of the royal family, when you became the child of a famous scholar from the city — and there he is, always he is, always leading you away from how it should be, as if already at the moment when you were born, your fate was intertwined with his, no matter in which state you were born or where, he will always find you. and the more memories mixed about it, the more thoughts mixed with others, the more glances, no longer understanding whether he looks at you or at that peasant, or at that townsperson, or at that heir to the kingdom — or as his future spouse, as if you can only be his spouse, to be with him like mandarin ducks, whom everyone is trying to separate with the help of blows of a stick on the water.

you are devoted to him, he is the only God in whom you believe, you know that you will never leave him and you will never stop believing in him — but you have limits when you no longer understand what you are doing, while xie lian only becomes even more clingy and needy, bringing you to your home, where it is very conveniently, he takes care that the house in the forest is comfortable and clean when you return, even if can't cook you anything delicious despite all attempts.

when he almost obsessively tries to make you understand that this is a beautiful house, with beautiful things, in a beautiful place, very beautiful and nice, as you love, he knows how you love, and you just... you get... tired. knowing that you are constantly repeating yourself, because you do not change the same way as he does, do not remember everything, do not know what you did and did not do until deja vu pounces on you, as if humiliating you in the fact that you constantly go to the same places. this is good at first, but the period of your reincarnation is painfully short, as if you are just floating around the world until you find a suitable body instead of passing the circle of reincarnation; and although xie lian becomes even more and more obsessive with you every time, even more dependent, feeling how his world becomes stable and correct while you are around, it hurts you to understand that you have nothing to give him.

you adore him, you are absolutely loyal to him and absolutely devoted, and you know how painful your lives are without him, and how you remember all your lives and his when you see his gentle soft figure, but maybe that's why you will never be equal to him.

because you are so full of love for him and his love for you that you will never be able to ascend until you feel everything that is meant for you.

hehehe~ panna cotta of culture, I see<3333