#yelan my beloved

[urmomspersonalwhore]

Liyue Women

-How they react when they’ve been away for some time

Beidou

ꕤ She’ll throw a party to celebrate her reappearance to Liyue from the sea. Having you by her side as she told you everything that happened while she was gone, adventures to the food she ate. Has many souvenirs for you. Never leaves your side that day, clinging to your side until the sun revisited the sky.

Ningguang

ꕤ Takes you out to a luxuriant restaurant, making sure to spoil you. Consistently holds your hand, and gives small pecks randomly throughout the day.

Yelan

ꕤ Holds your waist or hips every chance she gets and constantly gives kisses. She will make sure you do not walk away and has you by her side, only letting you go when the moon covers for the sun.

Shenhe

ꕤ Follows and clings to you like a lost puppy, wanting to only spend time with you. She gives small glares to anyone who steals you away, and holds your arm to keep you close to her. Shenhe will always be next to you, whether it was you going to get grocery or chilling in your bed.

Ganyu

ꕤ Turns into the lost clingiest person. Every single second is holding your arm/next to you. Gives small pecks like on your forehead, hand, or shoulders

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[hewaje]

Jazz hands

[artchiu]

Yelan!!!! Slowly adding the prints over on our shop! This one will be available soon!

[senbei-ko]

Yelan 🎲🌀

[atlaswav]

ENCHANTED TO MEET YOU ☆

INFO: 941 words, yelan x gn!reader SYNOPSIS: you, the golden knight of the Qixing, take a deadly dance with temptation which leaves you with memories of gold AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wrote this fluff? angst? something? at 12am while listening to enchanted by taylor swift its a little short, rushed and choppy but for my first post its definitely a start 😍

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. 

You made a sacred vow. Kneeled with your sword beneath the great moonlit tree and spoke the holy words. Watched the wispy threads of gold bind your hand to your blade then disappear in a whisper, leaving a heaviness in your heart, sword heavier in your hand. 

When you rose, you rose with purpose. Duty bound for life, only reprieve in death. 

You were so sure, so certain that this was your path. Your birthright – the one beacon of hope left in the bleak night.

But it wasn’t supposed to be like this. Clearly, the gods had other plans. 

An early Autumn chill swept through the ballroom’s grand balcony, gauzy white curtains swaying in the breeze. Scarce sunlight drifted through the willows in the courtyard, casting an intricate mosaic of shadow across the marbled floors. 

The ballroom was garnished with tables flecked with gold and marble, laden with delicacies and sparkling wine. The music swelled and waned, dancers following the ebb and flow of music in an unending reverie. But it wasn’t the flurry of skirts and masked faces in the centre of the room that caught your attention. 

Among the throng of partygoers, one stood out, a mouth of painted carnation and dress of the clearest cerulean blue. 

Wandering, sly, turquoise eyes met your own through a silver mask engraved and adorned with valley orchids. 

“More wine.” The Queen holds out her golden chalice as a servant stumbles to refill her cup, obstructing your sight.

As the servant leaves, your gaze wanders to find the lady with the orchid mask, only to find the white curtains, whispering in the breeze where she once stood. The Queen idly swirls her wine around in its cup, observing the activity beneath her ostentatious throne of gold.

“You.” 

You turn toward the Queen whose eyes, golden as the ballroom around, focus on you. 

“You’re dismissed for today. Go enjoy the festival.” Her chin barely dips as she acknowledges you, though the red tassel pendant resting on her forehead sways like a pendulum. 

You bow your head, backing away from the throne and descending the steps. Your ceremonial armour weighs your steps down – elaborate detailing the finest of the seven kingdoms, but utterly useless in a fight. 

The celebration absently parts for you. You with your cloak woven with gold, twinkling in the scarce sunlight, and the silk flower buds woven into your hair in a crown formation. 

The picture of everything regal and chivalrous. The Qixing’s golden knight. 

The cacophony of the ballroom, as if suddenly muffled, disappeared behind the great, gold edged door, and all was quiet. 

The final rays of sunlight flood the hallways, filtering through the windows and illuminating the white marble floor. And sitting on a windowsill, orchid mask hanging loosely from her grasp, the turquoise eyed woman. 

Her cerulean gown glows in the light, revealing a hidden labyrinth of embroidery which climbs up the skirts of the gown like the trickle of a waterfall. A white, fur lined jacket is thrown over her shoulders casually – carelessly – and her gaze shifts from the horizon toward you.

A coy smile. Her gloved hands finger the designs on her mask. 

You stand frozen in place, unsure of what to do. 

Impossibly, it seems, she’s more captivating without her mask on. A conduit for the light, emblazoned by the sun. 

“You.” She finally says, amused. 

You step down the hallway, into the light. “You.”

“An honour to finally meet the Qixing’s golden knight.” She stands. Steps towards you.

“The honour is mine, Lady…” 

“Yelan.” 

“... Lady Yelan.” You take her outstretched hand and bring it to your lips, brushing her knuckles with a ghost of a kiss. Yet your touch lingers on her hand long afterward, and she doesn’t pry you away.

And so begins your dance with temptation. Sin. 

Although your vows hang heavy over your head like a guillotine, Yelan is the high you’ve been chasing your entire life. Her sharp wit and cunning has you in a chokehold, her captivating gaze has you mesmerised. 

Like a fool, you fall for her ministrations. But, like a fool, you let yourself. 

And  for a while, you think it’s love. 

Yet you’d learnt the hard way that good things never last. In all, there must be balance. The scales must always be balanced. 

When she grows tired of your biting replies and shining sword of gold, she withdraws. Like a crow drawn to a shimmer, she was drawn to you. 

But even you – the Qixing’s golden night, have a flame that can be as easily extinguished as it can be ignited. 

So when she grew tired of your golden flame, she found another. Another that happened to reside in a continent seas away. From hearth to hearth, she would travel, insatiable as she was. You were all but another pawn in her never ending game. 

Even though good things may never last, you’ll always look upon the whirlwind that was her with such fondness. For she fuelled your flame, taught you to nurture it.

You now palm the note she gave you on your first night – after hours of being twisted in bedsheets and in each other – and your heart aches at the loss, but your mind knows there’s nothing left for either of you.

The nights spent together, the hours shared basking in the sun, getting drunk on the finest wine, gorging on the finest delicacies of Liyue. They’d shine like gold through your memories. 

Like you’d done a million times over, your fingers trace over the swirls of ink. 

‘Enchanted to meet you, my Lady.’

written by @atlaswav , published 20th of August, 2023.

[pufftastic]

Yelan - shadow in the rain (reblogs + follows appreciated)

[chiefyuz]

Here’s an old coloring I did‼️

GAHHH I LOVE HER SO MUCH 🙄🤯🤯😻😻

Anyways gotta go figure out an art style 😪

Oh btw I colored her in yelan’s color palette 🤭

[neuviley]

Yelan and Shenhe <3

[canon-can-fight-me]

Finally got her 💙

[screensoftofu]

She is a mysterious person who claims to work for the Ministry of Civil Affairs, but comes out as a non-entity on their list...

[artchiu]

Good roll good roll good roll

[scarletv0id]

I play Genshin sometimes and am trying to get back into it now.

And my luck is terrifying.

During Nahida’s run I got her against 50/50 which is cool, but then today I got Yelan under the same circumstances!

Theses pulls were just for fun mind you. I thought I’d see if I could get them when really I wanted to build up pity.

But I’m certainly not complaining!

[lady-synestia]

practicing drawing characters and tone for my coursework

[fishhhwithlegs]

Fanart of Yelan I did last summer for her release, she is so mother 🫡

[letmepetthedoghoyoverse]

One leak said Yelan will have a rerun next banner, so I’m gonna save everything for her and get her to C1.

Because she deserves it.

I have her weapon, she has 74 crit rate and 200~ crit damage and 38k hp, she does good damage but I can never get her burst up in time. C1 will be amazing.

[your-local-immortal-hermit]

Yelan painting / rendering practice

Also gun

She deserves a gun