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fading remembrance pt. 2 !

⇢ ˗ˏˋ gn!reader x xiao

⇢ ˗ˏˋ summary: even though you had passed away in your previous life, your soul was brought right back to xiao

⇢ ˗ˏˋ important notes: this is a repost from my old account (@/rainstops). also this is a continuation of a previous post !

old post masterlist tba !

xiao has never cared about humans a lot, and with the burning memory of your death, his care for mortal beings had pretty much disappeared.

he tried his best avoiding places that you and him had visited together, which was hard because you dragged him along everywhere you went. not like he disliked that, he loved it, but now, with you being gone, he hates being reminded of you.

even the almond tofu that was prepared at wangshu inn for him, was something he couldn't even look at for a while. but he had to eat something, so he swallowed down the tofu along with the weird feeling in his throat when he remembered the special way you used to prepare his favorite food.

After a while, he came to accept that you were gone, and that he wasn't going to get you back.

so xiao started traveling all across teyvat to find a restaurant or a person who made his favorite dish taste even just a little like you made it taste.

but all his traveling was all in vain. every almond tofu he had tasted ever since you prepared it the last time just tasted plain, and even the memory of the way it tasted when you made it started to fade.

So Xiao stopped caring about anything at all, and just went back to the way his life was before you - only fighting monsters, since it was all he knew.

he didn't care about the way Verr Goldet looked at him filled with compassion, he didn't care for the endless thanks he got whenever he saved another mortal from a group of hilichurls, and he didn't care about what he ate and if he ate. it was all the same.

so he certainly didn't care when a new cook started working at wangshu inn.

at least that was what he told himself. so he didn't know why he found himself in front of verr goldet one day, asking what the new cook's name was.

and the name was [name]. weird. It sounded a lot like his past lover's name.

and although xiao didn't care, he found himself ordering a portion of almond tofu from you one day. the way you had greeted him and treated him like he was a normal person, and not a yaksha, reminded him a lot of his past lover. maybe a little too much.

xiao nodded as a thank you when you had handed him the almond tofu he ordered. He dropped a few mora into your hand and teleported out of the place, and onto the quiet balcony he spent most of his time at.

The cold air of today's evening brushed through xiaos hair. he sat down onto the balcony and took out the spoon you had handed him before he disappeared.

the spoon made its way through the tofu, and a small piece of it traveled from the plate to xiaos mouth.

That was when xiao felt his heart skip a beat, and the air in his lungs froze.

the tofu, the dish that you had just prepared for him, tasted like something he had long yearned for and already forgotten. The almond tofu tasted just like how his past lover prepared it for him.

xiao hasn't finished the plate quicker than anything.

From then on, he came up with a million lame excuses, as to why he had to interact with you. He spend days and nights thinking about another reason to talk to you.

and although xiao thought it was impossible, the more he talked to you, and the more your smile wandered into his mind, the more he thought you were the one he had loved in the past.

after a while of him finding excuses to interact with you, xiao made his way out of his usual place to find morax.

maybe the former geo archon could help him with any of the things that were happening.

"you think they are the same person?", morax asked, and his lips quickly found his cup of tea.

xiao nodded frantically.

"Well there is a chance that it is their soul. it might be the soul of the one you had loved in the past", morax explained.

"but even if that is the case, they don't contain the same memories or feelings as the one from your memories held for you"

xiaos eyes remained on the floor, and he balled his fists.

"Is there nothing I can do? Is there no one who could help me?"

"There might be one way to help them remember. Yet this only works if they are willing to remember. if they want to live a new life, and not repeat the one they had lived before, they might deny it, meaning that they will not be the person you have been missing all this time. Are you willing to take the risk?"

xiao had never agreed to anything as fast as this.

"very well. find a way to bring them to me, and i will see what lies within my power"

xiao thanked the former geo archon , and took his leave.

Although you and xiao have interacted a few times before, the question he asked you took you by surprise.

"you want to take me somewhere?", maybe he should have chosen different words. but how was he going to explain that he thought that you carried the soul of the one he had loved before? he had to find a way for you to agree-

"well if you aren't bringing me into any dangerous situations, then of course! but i believe that i will be safe around a yaksha"

there it was again, the way you acted, which made him believe he knew you inside and out.

When xiao led you to a quiet and small location, you didn't expect zhongli to be the one who you were going to meet that day.

you had met him a few times before. you held smalltalk with him at wangshu inn, and greeted him a few times when you saw him in the streets of liyue.

"Greetings [name], please take a seat", he greeted you, and you took a seat at the table across from him. xiao sat beside you.

"Would you care for some tea?"

"of course, why not", you smiled, slowly starting to wonder why you were here.

"you may wonder why you are here today", zhongli started.

"it's a little complicated to explain the situation, but i would like for you to answer me a question.

"oh, well what would that question be?"

"When you see this necklace, what do you feel? do you remember it?", zhongli placed a teal colored necklace in front of you onto the table.

you weren't sure if you had seen it before somewhere. Were you supposed to remember it? because that certainly wasn't the case.

"I do not happen to remember ever seeing this necklace before... but, a strong sense of nostalgia fills me when I look at it. it feels like it belongs to me, and if i have seen it and owned it before, yet i know that i have not seen it before.

"would you like to know where those feelings come from?", zhongli softly smiled. His soft smile made you feel like you could put all your trust into him.

"gladly", you replied.

"please put the necklace on", zhongli said.

you had expected anything, but the things that happened when you put on the teal colored necklace. a golden light washed over you, along with a strong sense of nostalgia. stronger than you had ever felt before. The light was followed by a weird dream. or maybe a vision of sorts?

In your dream you saw a person that resembled your looks slightly, spending time with xiao in a lot of different places.

you heard a few voices, and from what you could tell, the person in your dream was a lot like you. if you wouldn't know any better, you could say that person was you.

of course you knew that last thought wasn't right, but your brain didn't seem so convinced for some reason.

when you woke up, you found yourself lying in one of the hotel beds of wangshu inn. you sat up in your bed, looking around utterly confused. How did you end up here?

you quietly left your room, and walked up to the balcony where you know xiao spent a lot of his time. you now had a lot more questions than you fell asleep with.

When xiao and zhongli heard your quiet footsteps approaching, they both turned around to face you.

"I see you're awake, i was just about to check on you", zhongli greeted you.

"i... have a lot of questions", you replied.

"and I'm sure I have the answers. let's sit down somewhere", zhongli suggested.

Only now while you three were sitting down in the for once empty kitchen off the wangshu inn, you realized how quiet xiao has been all along. sure he has never been a huge talker, but he has been especially quiet ever since zhongli had shown you the necklace, which you were still wearing.

"Tell me, in your dreams, what did you see?", it was such a simple question, yet for some reason it was hard to repeat everything you had seen. not because you don't remember it clearly, no, but it was because you felt an overwhelming wave of sadness with every word that escaped your throat.

At the end, you tried to sum up your thoughts and questions with only one question.

"who did these memories belong to?"

you looked over at xiao who was looking at you with an unreadable expression on his face.

"well it seems that xiaos assumptions turned out to be correct. [name], you are probably going to deny this, but these memories were yours from a different life. you carry the same soul that xiaos lover once carried", zhongli tried to explain, but a thousand thoughts were still running through your mind.

"i... why are you telling me this?", you asked, still processing the information you were just handed.

"I was simply doing something xiao had requested from me, i can hardly explain why he wished for this to happen", zhongli answered.

you looked over at xiao, whose cheeks were now stained a light red. "uh...", he groaned, avoiding your gaze.

"As far as i am concerned, xiao has had trouble accepting his lover's death, and you reminded him of the one he loved so he came to me with his concerns", zhongli answered the obvious question in the room.

"so you're asking me to-?"

"no! i- i mean i was simply... well-", xiao cut you off, his eyes darting anywhere but your face.

you weren't sure how to accept this information. you didn't even know xiao well enough, yet he still recognized your soul as the one he had once fallen for.

and as it seemed, your personality and the one from his past lover seemed very similar.

"I just wanted to see if... i happened to be correct", xiaos head was turned away from yours.

After that, the conversation ended rather quickly, and all of you went back to your usual occupations.

Yet from that day on, you always felt a pair of eyes on you. not in a negative way, but in a way that made you feel safe, like as if no matter what were to happen to you, nothing could actually harm you.

Once it just so happened that you were attacked by a group of hilichurls. you were unprepared and did not have a lot of fighting experience. yet xiao appeared out of thin air to fight off the monsters which were bothering you.

you thanked him, and after nodding and mumbling something under his breath, he quickly disappeared again.

even when he wasn’t visibly around, you could feel his aura on you at all times.

and it honestly wasn't that bad.

you could see why your soul fell for his soul once before.

#! vivis drafts #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin fanfic #xiao x reader #genshin xiao

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guard my love ✧˖*°࿐

⇢ ˗ˏˋ fem(i think)!guardian angel!reader x scaramouche

⇢ ˗ˏˋ summary: you were scaramouches guardian angel, and you couldnt stand only eatching him from afar anymore

⇢ ˗ˏˋ important notes: this is a repost from my old account! (@/rainstops)

⇢ ˗ˏˋ a/n another day, another realization that my old fics are bad...

old post masterlist tba !

you were scaramouches guardian angel, impacting his life with events that later on have a bigger impact than anyone might think. you always watched him from afar, helping as much as you could. you always giggled at the snarky and mean remarks when he talked about other people. Sometimes you wish he knew you, but how would he? He can't see you and isn't supposed to see you either.

But what if he did know you?

Sometimes you can't help but hope you could spend time with him. you wanted to be around him, like he's a magnet and you belong to him. it was an odd feeling you weren't supposed to feel. you can't help but have your heart flutter in your chest and make your wings spread, as you laid your head on both of your hands and watched him live his life. you've always been there, from the time he was created to when his mother abandoned him, to now, when he was sitting in his office working on papers as a part of the fatui.

What was this feeling you experienced nearly everyday?

Maybe your friend cupid could help?

"cupid we have to talk", you walked up to him, at a time humans would call night.

"Is that so?" what do you have to talk to me about?", he wondered.

"I need your advice on something... whenever I see scaramouche, my heart flutters and my wings feel like flying, and I get really hot. Whenever I look at him I don't want to ever take my eyes off of him ever again. i dont think I'm supposed to be feeling this way, and i don't even know what this is", you rambled on and on about your feelings until cupid stopped you.

"You like him. more than a guardian angel is supposed to like their assigned being", was cupid's explanation.

"Do you have something to do with this?"

"How could i? i'm not even sure if i can impact a guardian angel's feelings", cupid replied.

and that's how your conversation went with cupid. it helped you figure out something at least, but now you wanted to be close to scaramouche even more. but scaramouche couldn't see you, no matter what you do.

It was a windy day, as Scaramouche was trying to fight a couple enemies. no challenge for him. He was originally looking for a certain treasure. you were sitting close on a rock cheering him on, even if he couldn't hear nor see you. scaramouche could have easily made it, if he would have been caught off guard.

He climbed this mountain only for the sake of trying to claim a treasure, which was supposed to be here. He never expected to die, when he was pushed off the cliff.

as he fell, the monsters stopped caring about him, and everything seemed to stop for a minute. his clothes were lashing around his body, and his hair was getting messed up in the wind. Although his mind knew that this was the end, he couldn't accept it, and neither could you. you flew as fast as you could, as close to him as possible. you never expected it to work, but you managed to catch his body, just before he hit the floor. relieve filled your body, as your wings were giving their best to keep you and scramouche up in the air looking for a place to land. your arms were wrapped around scaramouches body, holding onto him like a fragile treasure. you chose a mountain without any enemies, to land, and slowly let yourself and scaramouche down. you laid him down on the grass.

he looked at you once, and immediately backed off. his mind told him that he should, since he didn't know who or what you were, but his heart fluttered once he looked at you, even if he wasn't sure if he even had a heart.

"who... are you?", his brows furrowed, and you smiled softly at him. your hands were lying on your lap, and even if the both of you just flew through the wind, your hair looked as perfect as ever.

were you allowed to tell him who you were? was he allowed to know?

you didn't know, and you couldn't care to know. you didn't want to go back to how it was, and if you had to, you at least wanted to let him know who you were.

"im [name]. i'm your guardian angel", you explained.

"my... guardian angel?"

you nodded.

"i've known you ever since you were created and have watched every single moment of your life"

scaramouche couldn't help, but think how pieceful you looked. your smile looked warm, just like your whole presence. your hands looked soft, softer than any clouds he's ever seen in the sky. your skin looked so perfect to him. his skin in comparison, had scars all over. your wings looked ever so majestic and the feathers on them looked so soft. you looked like the embodiment of piece, love and tenderness.

he has never seen anyone like you, but could he trust you? were you even real? what if this was only his imagination, and he was already dead.

but if this was the way it felt being dead, then he didn't mind.

not at all.

"am i dead?", he questioned his situation.

"no luckily you're not. i caught you, although i didn't know it was possible", you tried your best to explain what you knew.

you were glad you were finally able to talk to him once, but there was this dragging feeling in your chest that this was not what you were supposed to be doing. you after all, still were not sure if you were allowed to talk to scaramouche. the feeling was bothering you. your mind was telling you that you should leave. you should leave and let everything go back to the way it used to be. but your heart was telling you that that is not what you want. you want to stay. you can just as well protect him while you're with him, if not better. and who knew if returning to the way it used to be was possible. who knew if scaramouche would forget this.

but scaramouche knew. scaramouche knew he could never forget you. of course you could just be anyone telling him you're his guardian angel, but there was something about you. something so peaceful and promising. like when he was looking at you, his whole body filled with warmth and hope. hope was something he hasn't felt in such a long time.

the peaceful silence between the two of did not last any longer, when a few treasure hunters interrupted who were seemingly looking for the same treasure as scaramouche was.

"hey who are they?", one of the treasure hunters pointed towards where the both of you were sitting with his shovel.

"I don't know who cares?", another one replied.

"what if they have the item we're looking for?", another one butted in.

"you're right. let's just give them a quick search"

both you and scaramouche knew exactly what they meant when they wanted to give the both of you 'a quick search'.

they weren't very far but you remained calm and almost unbothered.

"Do you have what they're looking for?", you asked the purple haired boy.

"probably", he nodded. the both of you got up from your sitting position, preparing for the worst case scenario.

"hey purple head! you have what we want. hand it over or this will be rough", the treasure hoarder with the shovel immediately threatened him. that's when you first noticed the antique relict he was holding in his hand. it belonged to a long forgotten god.

"Finders keepers no?", scaramouche replied.

"this is your last warning buddy. hand over the relict and we will leave you and... what or whoever that is alone", another treasure hoarder looked you up and down like he was mocking you.

you stepped closer to scaramouche since it was your duty to guard and protect him.

"you stay back. we won't hesitate to kill you as well", the man threatened again.

"I'm not handing over this relic. do what you will but you wont get it", scaramouche stated.

"Okay you heard him guys! guess this is going the hard way!", the treasure hoarder exclaimed, as they started sprinting towards scaramouche with challenging smiles on their faces. scaramouche was about to attack with a facial expression, compared to that of a person who has never lost a fight once before.

but you were closer to scaramouche than the treasure hunters were, so you decided to step in.

you simply stepped in front of scaramouche, with a blank expression. the treasure hunters' way was blocked by you, but they didn't hesitate. just like they had mentioned, they were ready to kill you as well. oh, but was killing you even possible? The treasure hoarders were so very close to you, almost hitting you with their weapons.

Scaramouche panicked. you had such a calm expression on your face, like there was no one in front of you. He didn't want you to get hurt, but there was no longer anything he could do.

Suddenly, a big wave, which felt like air, threw every single one of them a few steps back. if this would have been normal air, they would not have died from it, but there they were, lying motionless on the floor as if they have been sleeping for the past 100 years.

"what...", scaramouche whispered, without intention that you would hear it. you turned around to him.

"I'm your guardian angel, remember?", you smiled at him.

"like i'd forget so fast...", he mumbled, "well it's not like i couldn't have handled these treasure hoarders on my own.

"i never doubted you scaramouche, but i wasn't sure if you trusted me if i just told you that i was your guardian angel"

you held out your left hand

"I'm [name]!", you introduced yourself. a soft smile remained on your smile, the corners of your mouth lifted, while scaramouche on the other hand remained silent and a little... confused?

"you know... usually people greet each other by shaking their right hands, not their left", he corrected you.

"oh!", you changed the hand you were holding towards him.

"I'm sorry, I don't know much about the things that humans do. well i'm aware that you're... a puppet and not a human, but you grew up among them, right?", you corrected yourself.

"Well, yeah, I guess", scaramouche hesitated to take your hand.

you internally cursed yourself, since you were obviously very aware how much he hated getting compared to humans, as he calls them weak.

"sorry, i didn't mean to compare you to a human, i know you don't like them very much"

he sighed.

"It's... fine", he replied, like he struggled with the words that came out of his mouth.

never did you expect for it to come this far.

"...and you should really try this dish, it's really well known", you and scaramouche were sitting at a restaurant, while he was talking to you about the food. you didn't know much about humans, and you never tried their food. people were giving you weird stares because of your huge wings, but scaramouche glared at them, until they looked away.

and you were finally able to know that you wanted life to be this exact way, and not any other.

a/n: is this borderlining on yandere reader??? idk how to write yandere

#! vivis drafts #scaramouche #genshin scara #scara x reader #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x y/n #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin fanfic

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