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Proud and Terrified

Tighnari x gn!Reader

Synopsis; Tighnari tends to neglect parts of his life due to how they differ from humans that don't have animal blood in their veins. But it eventually bites him back.

Themes; fluff, cute researchers, idk man, it's pre-relationship

Approximately 86% of the time, Tighnari was content and proud to be a fennec fox hybrid. 

It was something he'd lived with his entire life, so he found it more fruitful to accept his nature rather than be off set by the fascination of others. Mortals were curious creatures; it made sense that they'd be intrigued by him. Even if he disliked the ogling gazes and lingering eyes.

But there was that 14% where he felt a begrudging distaste towards his own instincts and desires. Where the fennec fox piece of him overtook what typical humans and mortals would do.

Such as at the current moment, he couldn't even stand being in the same room as them.

The sight of their smile, each word that danced off their tongue, and even the simple whiff of their soap he'd catch drove him mad. Not in the way that most assumed - it wasn't some uncontrollable hunger or whatever those romance readers always asked of him. It wasn't a sudden possessiveness or animalistic instinct- ...well, at least not to the same degree they assumed it to be.

No, because he didn't have a partner. Emotions such as that were directed towards an established partner that'd he chosen for life, and he had yet to meet someone of such caliber. Tighnari had yet to pursue someone that way. Unfortunately, the source of his ears and tail had been trying to make the decision for him.

It was infuriating. A disruption to his work and a hassle that he didn't feel like dealing with. It was annoying how his tail involuntarily flicked when they turned and called his name. It was causing issues how he was so easily distracted as soon as they wandered into a room, and his train of thought was thoroughly derailed for the next hour or so that they existed in that space. They could be doing something as simple as reading and his hazel eyes would be continuously flicking from his paper and up toward them. He was never actually reading. None of the words on his paper were comprehended anymore and his own pulse became apparent in his ears.

It was annoying. And frankly, he didn't think he could even handle being around them when he had work to be done. But he also felt he'd fall into despair if he said anything to them about it. Because if they denied him, he wasn't sure what he'd do.

But now, it seemed even when they weren't in the room, he was plagued with twitching ears and a tapping foot. He spun his pen in his hand, starting at the words with a furrowed brow but none of them were computing or making sense. All the notes taken weren't making any sense to him. There was a lingering his chest and it made him groan, letting his forehead fall against the table. Maybe he should take a few days off of work to recuperate...

"Tighnari?"

His head shot up. Of course, of all people - it felt like he was in some sick play. To make matters worse, he had to suppress a wince at how they said his name, despite the concerned look they held from the other side of the table.

Until recently, they seldom called Tighnari by his full name. They claimed that nicknames felt more intimate and they loved finding fun ones for people. Of course, they were respectful about it. They referred to him as Master Tighnari until their relationship became less professional and more lenient, causing them to consider each other friends rather then colleagues. And then, he became simple and plain 'Tigh'. It was always, "Hey Tigh, look at this," or "I read an interesting book recently, Tigh. I can lend it to you." They only used his full name if searching for them in the forest or if they were upset at his teasing.

But over the last week, he'd not heard his familiar nickname. Maybe it was just cause he'd been avoiding them, anyways. But he felt it was actually just cause they had caught on to his hesitation and conflicted mood.

Even now, they kept careful distance within the library, books piled in their arms. Each one labeled different subspecies of animals or specifics of a single kind. He specialized in botany and they focused on zoology. That was the reason they'd been introduced in the first place; a shared desire to preserve the forest.

Their brow furrowed at his silence and gently asked again, "Tighnari, is everything alright?"

He swallowed, "Yes, I'm fine. Just... exhausted."

They seemed... cautious. As if overthinking their next words and walking on eggshells. Tighnari hated it. He hated that he was inadvertently the one who caused such a demeanor. Eventually, they locked eyes with him again (he flexed his foot as an outlet of wanting to squirm) and said, "If you need someone to take some of your work burdens, I'm more than happy. It's been quiet in the sanctuary as of late."

It was insane how two sentences could instantly make his tail swish. No matter how hard he tried to subdue its effect, he still felt it in his chest and stomach. The feeling of insects, as people often describe it in fiction. He wasn't one for fiction reading, but they were and it'd caused him to delve into it a tad. 

The first sentence was pure worry and care for his well-being. They must think his newfound attitude was a side effect of his work. Sometimes, it could be. But usually, he was still happy to be doing research despite the strenuous task it could prove to be. Tourists caused him stress as well, due to their naivety and desire to seemingly poison themselves at every corner, but he was careful to who he directed his frustrations. This is the first time they've experienced the blunt end of it. He felt a tightness in his chest knowing it was his fault. 

The second sentence was words of their own passion. If you let them, they'd babble for days about the animal sanctuary and the state of its inhabitants. They cared for it day in and day out and he's had more than a few times where he'd wander past in the late hours, only to find them still there and taking their nightly medicine routines into their own hands. He'd never met someone more in tune with other beings. He himself preferred living beings that lacked as much consciousness, but they reveled in figuring out their needs and helping them back into the wild. The fact that they were willing to put aside their duties in their prized home spoke a thousand words. 

"There's no need," He excused, voice involuntarily softer than expected, "Thank you, though. That's very kind."

They hummed, gently setting their tower of books on the table. It seemed they didn't intend to let this go gently. Though he knew they would never be pushy - just open and sometimes almost pleading to understand others. They always said humans were much more difficult to understand than animals. Humans have more difficult needs. Animals are wordless but have a simple list of what they require. 

They lingered, pretending to flicker over the spines on a nearby bookcase. Tighnari could do nothing but watch them, far too distracted by their presence to continue his own work. 

"I read a new book the other day," They brought up, gaze flickering back towards him, still standing. 

Okay, this was fine. Normal conversations, like they usually had. He would never admit that he missed it. He linked his hands, setting his chin on them and elbows on the table, "Oh, really? Pray tell."

Without missing a beat they said, "It was about foxes."

He paused. They continued, "Different subspecies. Some are native to Sumeru, and some are from other regions. Apparently, their fur color often corresponds with where they are native to," They finally pulled out a chair and sat, continuing a gentle tone, "Some of it mentioned fennec foxes. Curious stuff, really."

Tighnari had frozen. His once slightly smug demeanor had taken a turn and he instead watched them with wide eyes. They paused their sentence, but the only thing he could mutter in reply was a small, "...Interesting."

"It really was," They mused, picking the top book from their pile and seamlessly flipping to a certain page. Even from his spot across the table, he could see diagrams of four-legged animals with big ears. His own twitched atop his head and he struggled not to let them show too much of his emotion. 

Their finger dragged across the page as they explained nonchalantly, "The smallest of the foxes, and they eat a lot of meat or similar. Sometimes berries. Though, I assume based on their typical habitat in the desert, fruit, and berries are more so like a treat."

...Was this some newfound form of torture? Or was some game they were playing to mess with him? He was unsure, but the only solution he had was to listen. Even if their words grew more familiar with each sentence - like they were slowly drifting away from explaining the average fennec fox and heading towards explaining something else.

"They help control rodents, primarily. And yet we hunt them and they struggle in some parts of the world. But they're doing better, lately," They explained calmly, the same way they did any other information. They looked up from the book and back towards the man, "They have an extraordinary hearing as well. And their ears serve as protection from the sun. But would you like to know the most curious thing to me?"

Instead, he asked, "Why were you researching Fennec Foxes?"

He hoped maybe he'd get an admittance of some sort, but he should've known better. As they just smiled and said, "We just rescued some at the sanctuary. I got curious, I suppose. Anyways," And they returned to his torture, "We rescued two of them, and I got to looking at their mating habits. It's interesting to me, frankly."

Archons, save Tighnari now. Their gentle smile was anything but innocent, words laced with false naivety as they said, "It's a bit poetic, honestly. They mate for life, just with one another. Sounds like a big commitment."

They hummed, letting their head fall tilted into one of their hands, "If we humans had obligations like that - for our first partner to be our last - we'd have many different traditions. I think it'd end up being terrifying, for some surely. What a heavyweight, knowing the chance of picking the wrong person or them not reciprocating."

He swallowed, spinning a pen between his fingers just to move in any way and keep his ears from drooping at their words. Trying to keep any reaction from reaching him and making them aware of what they were doing. He cleared his throat, shifting in his seat. They just watched him, carefully calculated. The same way they read the body languages of creatures in the sanctuary. He didn't like being on the receiving end of that gaze, particularly. 

They waited patiently for an answer so he ended up just spitting out the first thing he could think of, "It is terrifying."

Uh oh. He recognized that small smile of achievement and it made his brow furrow in annoyance. They leaned forward, chin on both hands now with a sly, "Are you implying it applies to you as well, Tighnari?"

So this is what they wanted. A twisted confession of sorts that he was affected by the more animal-ish parts of himself than he often cared to admit. It wasn't really any bodies business, but they were just too good at reading all creatures and prying it from him. And his expression just seemed to seal the deal for them, based on the pleased hum they gave. 

"I knew it," They whispered, leaning even farther forward across the table and making him press against the back of his chair as they interrogated, "So who is it? Give me a name so I can give them a stamp of approval or run them away."

"It's nobody," He quickly growled in defense. 

They frowned, "Well, I assume it's why I don't see you much anymore, so it's gotta be something."

"And what brought you to the conclusion that it was something to do with my love life?" He scoffed, not sure whether he was trying to fool himself or them. A small part of him also admittedly wanted to actually know how they were brought to this conclusion. 

And to his delight, they leaned back and began to recount, "Well, you've been more agitated as of late. But you also seem happier in a weird way. Your tail has been wagging - which I've never witnessed from you before - and I even caught you purring once-"

"I don't purr!" He quickly deflected, placing his hands roughly on the surface of the table with heat rising to his face. They raised their hands in defense, giving a small laugh and waving for him to sit back again. He did, and tacked on, "That all could have to do with anything. Not necessarily some school crushes you think I may have."

They opened their mouth, but paused and gave a hum instead. Tighnari thought that perhaps he'd somehow convinced them, but they were too smart for that. They never would go into such an accusation without a plausible clause, so there was bound to be something else. 

As expected, there was. Their mood seemed to simmer down into what it had been when they first arrived, hands fidgeting and gaze flickering. They said, "...Well, I spoke with Collei, and then Cyno. Collei gave her insight but was rather reserved. Cyno was blunt with his answer, however."

Tighnari couldn't help but ask, "Why do you care about this so much?"

Another pause, and then a tiny admittance, "It really seemed to be bothering you and I wanted to help. And I thought I might've done something wrong, admittedly."

...Right. That's why they'd been calling his name so formally. Why they seemed almost timid. But despite the way his shoulders sank just an inch, they gave a small carefree laugh to brush it aside and continued anyways, "Anyways, their responses led me to two hypotheses. One seemed more likely, so I began to pursue that one first."

"I assume it was the idea that I had romantic feelings for someone," He deduced and they nodded with a smile. Tighnari folded his arms over his chest and asked, "Then what was your second hypothesis?"

Their energy shrank again. This time, just that unassuming question seemed to flip the table and some color grew along their face. Tighnari's ear twitched against his will at the sight, tail threatening to shift. He suppressed the urge to let it move further. 

They smiled nervously, "It doesn't really matter, it's unlikely."

There was no way he was just letting them get away with that, "I trust any ideas you may have, so please."

"It's self-centered and idiotic," They said this time, and he took note of a dislike at hearing them speak like that, but they tacked on, "Hence why it was a second hypothesis, but it really shouldn't have been counted."

"What's it based on?" Tighnari asked instead, trying to weave his way into its true nature. 

They seemed awkward now. He admittedly enjoyed it. They explained, "Just based on the data given by Collei and Cyno."

"And that is?" He pushed further. 

No answer came immediately. Instead, they picked at the pages of their open book, eyes flickering over the fox figure on its pages. They weren't currently wearing the usual uniform they did, and he hated how he took pleasure in seeing them outside of a work environment. A simple button-down and wide-legged pants. Always an odd mixture of styles from Mondstat - where they spent many years studying - and Sumeru, their current point of residence. But always comfortable. No matter what.

They didn't answer his question, but said instead, "I read another book. It was specifically about the fox-human race. I learned a lot, actually, that I wasn't aware of before."

He didn't interrupt, and instead opted to listen carefully as they continued, "Like why your fur is green, or the fact that your race typically lives in the desert - which I find ironic, based on how well you fair in hot weather. But it also showed that you share some practices with your animal counterparts."

"Which is why you looked into them," He finished, and they nodded. 

"Yes, but..." They paused, putting their hands together again in a wringing and picking that he seldom saw in them. It took them a second to gather their words, but they eventually scoffed in fake amusement and said, "Well, a common factor seemed to be... me. Collei didn't say it, but I could tell, and Cyno was blunt. So I figured it could be one of two things. Either I did something you didn't like - but I know you're good about letting people know if they've done something of the sort, so I trust you - or..."

Oh. Oh, Archons. Tighnari was terrible at hiding things, wasn't he? 

"...Maybe it was me," They finally finished, then gave another scoff like it was some joke, "But that's just me trying to shift things, no matter how well it all lined up."

Tighnari's throat felt like it was closing up. So close, yet so far. He couldn't help but say, "How does it all line up?"

They blinked, seeming almost confused about his further inquiry and lack of berating or being called a 'Lummox' like he often did. He was acting weird - and that made them grow a bit more nervous as well. 

They acted poorly at being casual, leaning back and saying, "Well, they didn't really mention noticing a mood change around them, unless I was brought up or I came into a room. Collei didn't really say much about it, she tries not to spread your business, but she did say you snapped at her once when she offered to ask me for help. Cyno was blunter - he's the one who put the hypothesis in my mind."

Of course, he was, Tighnari bitterly thought, already planning the long-winded speech of annoyance he was going to give his friend. All he could think to do was give a small hum, but he regretted it immediately when a short silence ensued. 

Eventually, they felt the need to fill it and said, "Yeah, that's why I said it was self-centered."

He wanted to laugh. 'Self-centered'- they just looked at the facts and data provided and gave the best solution. And they were dead on, as well. But he wouldn't say that to them - he couldn't say it to them. Because they were right about everything they said. About his newfound attitude only being around them, and also about how terrifying it was knowing the partners he chose were intended to be for life. Humans don't typically live like that. 

Many are able to spend their years, shifting from partner to partner to learn about romance and explore the world, but he was just wired differently. And sure, he knew a small bit about their past romance life and the single, short-lived relationship they had. And the fact that they took such matters rather seriously and weren't one to dance around. Frankly, that conversation, laced with just a few drinks of wine, had been one of the first tipping points in his mind. The way they had laid their head on the table, and how quiet the night had been. It was so loud just an hour before, but now they were having a heartfelt conversation about expectations regarding relationships. He'd shared practically no details, but they never once pushed and instead opened up to him. He didn't deserve it. He didn't deserve them. 

"You're right," He blurted out. 

It took him a moment to realize the words had left his lips. Tighnari could hear his blood flow in his ears and felt impossibly stiff in his chair. 

They blinked, "...Okay, I know I was saying it was self-centered, but it does hurt when you confirm it."

He tripped over his words, "What? No- That's not - I didn't mean that. I'm talking about-"

Oh, absolutely not. Tighnari would say a lot of things, typically in observation of others' wrongdoings, but he still was struggling to admit that they had figured him out. They'd read him and his actions like an open book, and while that alone was embarrassing, it was what they read that he couldn't bare to admit. 

Their brow furrowed, watching him in confusion and wracking their brain, gears turning. Then, they blinked and cautiously asked, "...My second hypothesis?"

Tighnari didn't respond. 

They mumbled, "...Oh."

Would it be wrong of Tighnari to grab his books and excuse himself? He supposes it would. But there was absolutely nothing else he wanted to do besides that. They would find him, he knew that, but he also knew that if he left right now, it'd just make it worse. It'd give him a momentary time of pure panic until they eventually confronted him. It's best to get whatever was going to happen over with now. Even if he was sure the speed of his heart was too fast to be healthy and his claws had dug deep into the seat of his chair. His hazel gaze had dropped down to his book, trying to seem almost nonchalant but it was impossible with how stiff his shoulders were. 

There was at least a minute where they were both quiet, but it definitely felt like hours. Like an endless amount of time was passing and he truly began to consider picking up his books and leaving. He wouldn't get any work done, but maybe that was better than sitting here painfully. 

And then, their chair squeaked. He flinched at the sharp sound and at first thought they must be leaving. Maybe that would be their rejection - and as much as he liked to think he was prepared for one, he knew how heart-wrenching it would be if he got one. That's why he preferred the awkward in-between of having a crush and not confessing. It would be better than if they rejected him. 

From the corner of his eye, he saw them pick up their chair by the back of it, and then their padding footsteps came around the table. The chair landed beside him, and they came soon after. He felt impossibly warm like he was in the desert itself. He wouldn't even be surprised if they could feel it from their spot next to him. 

They folded their arms on the table and laid their head on them, eyes looking straight up toward Tighnari. This was horrible. Even worse than how they tortured him before. 

Their voice was delicately soft as they asked, "Are you scared 'cause of the implications of lifelong partners?"

He scoffed, tilting his head away to try and give his flushed face some privacy from their prying eyes, "That's the lightest way to put it."

"I'll spend my life with you."

Tighnari sat still. His heart still raced. But he managed to glance back at them, a serious expression on them still with their head down. He asked, "You'll what?"

They smiled, "I basically said I feel the same. And I'd be pretty content stuck with you for the rest of my life," They gave a thoughtful glance upwards in thought, "Y'know, I thought I made it pretty obvious how I felt. Did I not?"

This time, Tighnari's rise in heat in his face was due to annoyance and he barked, "No, you did not make anything obvious!"

They laughed pushing themselves to sit up but still gazing at him. For a few moments, he just took deep breaths and tried to come to terms with his impossible solution coming to fruition. He'd thought millions of times about what he'd do should they reject him, but hardly given any thought to the opposite happening. He didn't really know what to do now. 

Thankfully, they had an answer, "Y'know, now would be a really cute and kinda romantic time to kiss."

In a very 'them' fashion, they added, "It'd be like a scene from those romance books I like to read. All tense and then cute and soft-"

He shut up their annoying ramble by just grabbing their face gently and complying with their request. They hummed in delight and replied quickly. 

Tighnari was content and proud to be a fox hybrid. But it becomes easier with each person that takes time to know him and understand him.

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❦ 𝙵𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜 ❦

❧ Pairing: Tighnari x Reader (GN)

❧ Summary: During target practice, Tighnari remains as a very distracting, very handsome, thorn in your side.

❧ Contents: Fluff, pining, tension, teasing (courtesy of our fox man), it's a little suggestive.

❧ Word count: 0.8k

❧ Author's Note: Wrote this during class, which is a little ironic-

“Hold your arm straight.”

You obeyed immediately, even if your muscles were screaming at you to just… not do that, unaccustomed to the position for such a prolonged amount of time.

When you had decided to ask Tighnari to teach you how to use a bow, you predicted he'd be strict. You knew him, so you mentally prepared yourself for it.

You underestimated just how strict he'd be.

Something told you your arms would be useless for a couple of days.

“Alright, now… shoot whenever you're ready,” he instructed once you had the correct placement of your arms. You could feel his eyes drilling a hole into the side of your head, observing expectantly.

The last thing you wanted to do was disappoint Tighnari, but no matter how much you tried, you couldn't get your hands to stop shaking. The tension of the string pulling on the wood as you held the arrow in place had you trembling like a leaf against the wind.

Just shoot.

You took a deep breath, consciously keeping your eyes on the target, right on its center.

Shoot!

You let go of the arrow and it flew, quickly hitting something… that wasn’t the target.

It hit the tree right next to it.

Tighnari sighed and his tone dripped with exasperation. Or perhaps it was his waning patience, you couldn’t tell.

“You’re still shaking, but I suppose I cannot put the blame on you, you’re not used to a bow, after all,” he said, walking over to where you were standing. It made you feel better, that he wasn't exactly angry with you. Before you realized it, Tighnari was standing behind you.

“Try aiming again, I'll help you stay steady,” he told you, his breath hitting the back of your hair. As you moved to get ready, a part of you was tempted to tilt your head, just so his words would hit your neck instead.

Focus!

Your muscles were still aching, but you couldn't even care about that right now. You nocked an arrow and aimed once more, only this time, Tighnari's hands came to hold each of your arms.

He was close. Really close. Was he doing this on purpose? He couldn't be, he couldn't know that you harbored feelings for him... could he?

There was no way he was teasing you, right?

Whatever the case, your hands weren't shaking as bad now that he was helping you. Your knees, on the other hand…

“You move, I won’t do anything else besides holding you.”

I won’t do anything else, he said, while he was sending your heart into a frenzy without even realizing it. Your mind was running, countless scenarios of possible outcomes coming and going.

“Focus.”

That was his voice this time, not yours, but his whisper didn’t help you focus in the slightest.

“Right,” you managed to get out.

After a deep breath, you positioned your bow until it was aiming at the center again. He lightly pushed your elbow up and his grip on your arm holding the bow tightened a little—enough for you to notice.

Although your eyes were dead-set forward, you felt Tighnari’s warmth near your cheek, his scent of wood and leaves invading your senses.

“That’s good,” he whispered, and you knew he was talking about your aim. You knew, and yet, you couldn’t help but imagine him saying those exact same words in another context.

One where he was looming over you instead of behind you, breathless praises and sweet nothings in your ear–

You let go of the arrow.

It whizzed by and headed straight toward the bullseye’s–

Or so you thought; it hit the inner circle instead, just outside the golden center. Lowering the bow, you sighed. It’d been close, at the very least.

“It’s an improvement. You just need more arm strength,” Tighnari commented after a moment, though he hadn’t let go of you just yet. Daring to look behind you, you were met with Tighnari smiling slightly.

His hands moved to your shoulders and he squeezed.

“Good job,” he said, as if telling you a secret, and let go, wordlessly grabbing his things and walking away. Your skin tingled with the memory of him and maybe you were imagining things, but you thought you saw his smile turn into a smirk for a split second.

It took you a couple of seconds to process, but when you came to, he was already a distance away.

“Hey– Wait! Don’t leave me here!” 

You didn’t hear Tighnari chuckle to himself nor did you see him smile as you caught up to him. It was entertaining to see you become all flustered whenever he played his cards right. 

Oh, if only you paid more attention to the details…

He decided to have a bit more fun before making it clear that not only did he know about your feelings for him, but also that he returned them wholeheartedly.

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#꒱₊˚✿ 𝓓ATING THEM ⤿ sumeru guys.

CHARACTERS. al haitham, cyno, kaveh, tighnari

SCENT. headcanons

WARNINGS. suggestive themes on all of them, LOL.

⁽ LOWERCASE IS INTENDED !! ⁾ #꒱₊˚✿ ⁽2023 #©LOVELYNEY.⁾

#꒱₊˚✿ AL HAITHAM ─── ADMONISHING INSTRUCTION.﹚

𖠵𝟎𝟏: literally a grouchy old man, LMAO. and i’m not just saying this because of his hair ‹/3

𖠵𝟎𝟐: almost nobody believed you when you said you were dating Haitham ‹/3 merely because people thought of him as seeing relationships as a “waste of his time.”

oh, did he prove them wrong as he walked up behind you and kissed your cheek, eyes boring through the back of their heads.

𖠵𝟎𝟑: Kaveh didn’t believe him for a second when he said he had a s/o; he had to meet you in person for him to accept it.

“You must be, (NAME). I can’t believe you’re actually real and not some imaginary person Al Haitham made up to make himself feel better. Archons, you’re pretty too. Are you being hypnotized? Forced, maybe?”

“You are testing every last drop of my patience, Kaveh.”

𖠵𝟎𝟒: incredibly sassy and cocky; he purposefully gets on your nerves, LMAO.

𖠵𝟎𝟓: acts like your overly strict parent rather than your boyfriend sometimes ‹/3

𖠵𝟎𝟔: he isn’t a very touchy person (if at all), however, he doesn’t necessarily mind if you cling to him.

an exception to this is if he’s around other people like Cyno or Dehya. not because he’s ashamed of you or anything, he just rather keep his cool guy persona up and not get teased, LOL.

𖠵𝟎𝟕: gives you his cape without any hesitation whenever you get scared or cold ‹3

𖠵𝟎𝟖: “baby/babe,” “darling,” and “bluebell.”

❝Oh, welcome back, bluebell. How did your meeting go? I saw you were talking with Cyno. What? No, of course, I’m not jealous. I just don’t trust him with you — both because of our rivalry and because of how. . . enchanting you are. It’s natural for him to want to steal you from me.❞

𖠵𝟎𝟗: he doesn’t get jealous very often since his trust in you runs strong.

𖠵𝟏𝟎: (^) however, he will get impatient if you’re not giving him your full-blown attention when he wants it, LMAO.

𖠵𝟏𝟏: flirts with you with literally no shame — doesn’t matter when or where.

𖠵𝟏𝟐: acts annoyed whenever he has to get you out of trouble, but he doesn’t really mind; he’s just worried you’re going to get yourself seriously hurt one of the times.

𖠵𝟏𝟑: often pulls you in his lap whenever he’s reading or studying something — letting you fumble with one of his hands as he continues doing whatever.

𖠵𝟏𝟒: god forbid anyone hurts you or says something bad. he will either obliterate them or humiliate them horribly.

𖠵𝟏𝟓: whenever he goes to hold your hand, he’ll always bring his lips to your inner wrist ‹3

𖠵𝟏𝟔: let’s say you were with him and Aether when traversing to Aeru Village when Cyno tried to uh. . . ambush him. he immediately pushed you behind him.

“Haitham, stop glaring at Cyno. I’m sure he didn’t expect me to be there.”

“He could’ve seriously hurt you, (NAME). That is a matter I do not take lightly, and you know that.”

𖠵𝟏𝟕: always has his hand resting on you (mostly on your thigh) when you two are in a meeting.

𖠵𝟏𝟖: you’ve had a few encounters where people selling Canned Knowledge tried to threaten you for Haitham’s whereabouts, and boy when he finds out, he is far from pleased.

𖠵𝟏𝟗: listen,,,, LISTEN. he probably fucks you in Kaveh’s bed, LMAO.

𖠵𝟐𝟎: he says he helped out for “his own personal reasons.” however, when he found out what the Akademiya was doing, his thoughts wandered to you and how you were doing.

𖠵𝟐𝟏: probably tugs on your lower lip when he pulls away from kissing you.

𖠵𝟐𝟐: he’s a tad emotionally constipated ‹/3 try to be patient with him.

𖠵𝟐𝟑: arguments with him are a pain in the ass cause he thinks he knows everything 😑 bitch, maybe you should know a therapist.

he’s also one try to provoke and make you flustered in arguments.

#꒱₊˚✿ CYNO ─── JUDICATOR OF SECRETS.﹚

𖠵𝟎𝟏: Cyno is quite literally your personal bodyguard ‹/3

𖠵𝟎𝟐: god, you two definitely play TCG together! your first few games, he tried so hard to go easy on you, LMAO; man’s is competitive ‹/3

after that. . . however, he uses that as an excuse whenever you beat his ass; LMAO.

“How did you so effortlessly wipe out my perfect deck? What do you know that I don’t?”

“Cyno, I love you, but maybe your ‘perfect’ deck isn’t so perfect if you keep losing.”

“I-I told you. . . I just was going easy on you this time. I don’t normally play like this.”

“Yeah, that sounds just as believable as all the other 10 times you’ve said it.”

𖠵𝟎𝟑: he was initially so awkward around you; Tighnari had to be his wingman because he quite literally wouldn’t get anywhere without his guidance, LMAO.

𖠵𝟎𝟒: another one where people didn’t believe that you were dating him; he came behind them and was like “🤨”

𖠵𝟎𝟓: looks out for you 24/7! his mom-boyfriend mode turns on whenever you get in his line of vision, LMAO.

𖠵𝟎𝟔: always questions if you’re taking proper care of yourself; he will not have you neglecting yourself in any way, shape, or form.

“(NAME) you haven’t moved from this spot since I’ve left — that was four hours ago. Have you eaten at all? No? I figured as much; now, come on and get up. I’m making food and you’re putting down that paper.”

𖠵𝟎𝟕: when you first met Al Haitham, you literally thought Cyno was going to start barking with how he guarded you.

HAITHAM: “Oh? You must be Cyno’s significant other, (NAME), right? Hm, it’s nice to finally meet you. I’m Al Haitham, your boyfriend’s assassination target. I’m sure he’s told you about me.”

“Why in all of Teyvat would I mention anything of you to (NAME)? Given that I'm in love with them, I'd rather not drive them mad by discussing you with them.”

𖠵𝟎𝟖: definitely teaches some of his intimidation and fighting techniques to you so that you can properly protect yourself.

𖠵𝟎𝟗: “doll,” “(sweet) dove,” and “love/love-bug.”

❝Oh? Welcome back, dove. How come you look so worn out? Did someone give you trouble on your way back? Oh, you don’t say. Did you apply some of the techniques I told you? Yeah? Heh, that’s my girl/boy.❞

𖠵𝟏𝟎: always keeps a watchful eye on you wherever he goes, especially on the more dangerous missions you set out on.

𖠵𝟏𝟏: similar to Haitham, people normally steer clear of messing with you because you’re the General Mahamatra’s s/o, but also will purposely do so because of that reason.

“They did what to you? You’re kidding. . . Doll, you don’t happen to remember how they look, do you? Or the direction they went in? In no way am I letting this go unpunished. They can threaten me all they like, but getting you involved is crossing the line with me.”

𖠵𝟏𝟐: whenever he’s working on paperwork, he’ll always pull you on his lap without second thought — absentmindedly drumming his fingers against your thigh when he’s deep in thought.

𖠵𝟏𝟑: he loves your fingers through his hair ‹3 especially when you slightly scratch his scalp — it’s one of the things that truly relaxes him.

𖠵𝟏𝟒: thrives in intimate moments between you two ‹3 i mean bathing together, make-out sessions, sex.

𖠵𝟏𝟓: i can see him being a jealous/possessive type. ESPECIALLY if you’re laughing at the person’s jokes. that sets off a fire in him he never knew he had.

sometimes he’ll actually just walk up to you, grab your hand, and drag you away from whoever you’re talking to. and sneak you away into an alleyway to make out with you.

𖠵𝟏𝟔: he will so nonchalantly say things that fluster you and then act confused why you’re so red.

“Love? Why did you grow so quiet all of the sudden? Did I say something wrong?”

“Cyno, you literally just said if it weren’t for everyone being here, you’d have me pushed against the wall.

𖠵𝟏𝟕: loves whenever you’re sleeping on top of him; he relishes in your body heat.

𖠵𝟏𝟖: always grabs your chin before kissing you; if he wants to kiss you, he’s kissing you, LMAO.

he's a strangely good kisser. . . he's rough with his kisses, but he's also incredibly passionate with them.

𖠵𝟏𝟗: very awkward when he’s comforting you; the one thought that sticks to his mind is: “who dare hurt the only one love? i swear on Lessor Lord Kusanali, they will receive the most cruelest judgment.”

𖠵𝟐𝟎: loves whenever you’re working out in the desert so he can see you all sweaty.

𖠵𝟐𝟏: has a weird adoration for your shoulder blades and collarbone; it’s where he loves to leave his marks.

𖠵𝟐𝟐: always slips his cape around your shoulders whenever you fall asleep on him or while you’re working.

𖠵𝟐𝟑: if your legs are tired after walking for a while, you can guarantee Cyno will carry you the way back 😭 (mom, i love him, can i pls have his hand in marriage).

𖠵𝟐𝟒: surprisingly clingy, in public and not. he doesn’t really care what people think of him, so he’ll love on you as he wishes.

𖠵𝟐𝟓: (^) one of his favorites is holding your hand! he loves how soft and small yours feels compared to his.

𖠵𝟐𝟔: always gives you a kiss before he or you leaves (: doesn’t matter who’s in the room.

“Sigh. Be careful out there, okay, doll? I love you.”

HAITHAM: “How disgustingly sweet…”

“At least someone loves me, Al Haitham.”

HAITHAM: “…excuse me?”

𖠵𝟐𝟕: his favorite places to kiss you is your collarbone, the backs of your hands, and your neck.

𖠵𝟐𝟖: smiles against your lips whenever he kisses you and HDJDJDKD.

𖠵𝟐𝟗: he is a great secret keeper! and he's also very non-judgmental. he'll take whatever you say to him to his grave.

𖠵𝟑𝟎: also a wonderful person to gossip too because he always has a stoic expression, lol.

𖠵𝟑𝟏: incredibly cheesy and stupid pickup lines </3 Tighnari prays for you every day.

#꒱₊˚✿ KAVEH ─── EMPYREAN REFLECTION.﹚

𖠵𝟎𝟏: an incredibly dramatic hopeless romantic. (me, LMAO.)

𖠵𝟎𝟐: a literal koala when it comes to you; he’s attached to your hip 24/7 when he’s available. Al Haitham questions your taste in men. (he’s secretly happy that Kaveh’s so happy with you.)

𖠵𝟎𝟑: would probably do anything and everything for you? he’s literally like a lost puppy dog without you.

𖠵𝟎𝟒: you’re number one gossip partner! he loves to gossip, but he always promises to keep whatever you say to him in between the two of you.

𖠵𝟎𝟓: a big cuddle bug! especially after work or in the earlier mornings. it’s nearly impossible to pry him off you in the mornings. . .

𖠵𝟎𝟔: likes to hug you from behind whenever you cook. that way he can smell the delicious food and relish in your warmth.

𖠵𝟎𝟕: “angel,” “baby/babe,” “mi amor/amor,” “my love/love,” “sweetheart” and probably like a thousand more.

❝(NAME)! Thank the dendro archon, you’re here! You won’t believe the attitude Al Haitham gave me today! I told him how we started dating, and get this. . . He didn’t believe me! Can you believe that? So, therefore, I’m taking you to meet him tomorrow to prove it! Then we’ll see who’s laughing now! ❞

𖠵𝟎𝟖: needs reassurance that he’s enough for you.

𖠵𝟎𝟗: kisses everywhere! his favorite places are right beneath your ears, the inside of your wrists and of course, your lips.

𖠵𝟏𝟎: (^) a feisty kisser! he can get needy after long times without seeing you. (deeper kisses, hands clutching you a bit more tightly, whining.)

𖠵𝟏𝟏: get’s jealous prettyyy easily. . . especially if it’s around Al Haitham or anyone he thinks is better than him ☹️

“Hey! Find your own lover to hit on, jackass! This one’s mine!”

𖠵𝟏𝟐: (^) if the flirting or stares are continuous, he’ll beg you to let him mark you just so that it’s something when he’s not there. with enough puppy eyes and begging, you’ll let him. . .

𖠵𝟏𝟑: loves making out with you. he also can’t keep his hands off you no matter what. his hands are always busy when he’s kissing you.

𖠵𝟏𝟒: dreams about the day where he gets to design his and your baby’s room. ☹️☹️☹️☹️.

𖠵𝟏𝟓: likes to drag you to the group’s TCG hangouts. they don’t mind, not unless he won’t shut up about you or is showing immense amounts of PDA. 😭😭

𖠵𝟏𝟔: (^) speaking of PDA. . . he loves it, especially if you’re the one to initiate it.

𖠵𝟏𝟕: tries to hide it, but he gets super worried about you when you’re not around. . . one of his biggest fears is losing you.

#꒱₊˚✿ TIGHNARI ─── VERDANT STRIDER.﹚

𖠵𝟎𝟎: i love this sassy fox sm omg 😡😡

𖠵𝟎𝟏: as i just said, Tighnari is incredibly sassy, LMAO. he was when you first met; he is now when you two are dating ‹/3 although his sass is more manifested in a loving way towards you.

𖠵𝟎𝟐: he lives to tease you — both flirtatiously and not. he loves to watch your expression shift and face flush.

𖠵𝟎𝟑: fennec foxes mate for life, so there’s no escaping him when you’re together ‹/3

𖠵𝟎𝟒: will always subconsciously wrap his tail around your waist or thigh whenever you’re standing close to him.

𖠵𝟎𝟓: (^) whenever you’re going out somewhere, he’ll always brush his tail against you multiple times; it’s his way of scenting you.

𖠵𝟎𝟔: flirty! like surprisingly flirty — and like Cyno, he doesn’t do it without much thought. he loves to see your face redden because of his comments.

𖠵𝟎𝟕: obviously, being best friends with Collei! you always spend lots of time with her whenever he’s being petty — which is all the time 🙄

𖠵𝟎𝟖: speaking of Collei, she thinks you two are the cutest together ): she loves asking him or you how you two are doing! you’ve basically adopted her.

𖠵𝟎𝟗: brings you home lots of different jewels or plants from the expeditions he goes on, then gives you an entire lecture on what type is it and how to take care of it 😭😭

𖠵𝟏𝟎: “cutie,” “(little) kit,” “(my) butterfly,” “(my) flower,” “rose/rosebud,” “sunflower,” or “sweetheart.”

❝You’re finally back. . . Where exactly have you been all day, rosebud? Hm? With Collei, you say? And you didn’t care to tell me? You had me worrying like a madman all day, you lummox! Don’t roll your eyes at me! You know how much I love and care about you. Don’t play dumb with me, kit. I make my love for you very apparent, do I not?❞

𖠵𝟏𝟏: any stupid decision or antic you make is never unnoticed by Tighnari, LMAO. he’ll always give you a 10-minute lecture as he’s bandaging you. he is your mom-boyfriend.

𖠵𝟏𝟐: despite his sarcastic nature, it’s apparent to anyone in Gandhara Ville how his voice softens when talking to you or how his ears always perk at the mention of your name ‹3

𖠵𝟏𝟑: he loves speaking of your accomplishments to others! as i said, he is your mom-boyfriend 🫶🫶

CYNO: “So, how’s (NAME) doing? You haven’t talked them to death, have you?”

“Oh, (NAME)? They’re doing alright, I believe. Did they tell you that they finally perfected their flower revival process? Gosh, they’ve been trying for months, and they finally got it just last week. The joy in their eyes as they showed me was unmatchable, Cyno. And…” doesn’t stop talking for 10 minutes.

𖠵𝟏𝟒: he’s very clingy in the mornings! he’ll latch onto you and won’t let you go until he himself gets up.

𖠵𝟏𝟓: you’re the only one privileged to pet his ears and tail! he even lets you brush them! he thinks your focused expression is oh-so-cute ‹3

“Hm, maybe I should let you brush me more often if it means you doting on me… you look so cute with all your attention focused on me.”

𖠵𝟏𝟔: goes on high alert whenever he smells another guy’s scent on you.

𖠵𝟏𝟕: purrs whenever you scratch at the base of his ears; he melts right into your arms.

𖠵𝟏𝟖: hates seeing you upset because he feels incredibly helpless ): especially if you’re fighting against your own emotions and/or thoughts.

𖠵𝟏𝟗: adores leaving marks on places that’re visible to the public eye. he hates sharing you but bares with it by marking his territory (you).

𖠵𝟐𝟎: takes really good care of you when you’re sick, having the best remedies and making the best food; however, he will not shut up — tread carefully, LOL.

𖠵𝟐𝟏: being a respectful person, he won’t normally result to violence if he hears someone disrespecting you. he will humiliate them in every way he can, though.

“What did I hear you say about (NAME)? That they’re talentless, correct? Did you know they can completely bring plants back to life? No, of course, you didn’t. And what have you done, hm? Didn’t you mistake poison ivy for mint leaves one time? Would you like me to recite that incident word for word for you? No? Then I’d advise you to keep my lover’s name out of your mouth.”

𖠵𝟐𝟐: he’s very patient with you! if you’re struggling with something, he will go over it with you as many times as you’d like.

𖠵𝟐𝟑: likes to take you with on his ranger’s duties so you can’t get yourself hurt. or so that nobody can get too close to you.

𖠵𝟐𝟒: he’s the type to get angry at you whenever you put yourself in danger — his worry of losing you manifests into anger without meaning too.

𖠵𝟐𝟓: whenever he senses danger, his tail will wrap around your waist and he’ll pull you closer against his side.

𖠵𝟐𝟔: protects and guards you as if you were his actual kit.

𖠵𝟐𝟕: loves to hold your hand whenever you two are out — giving it a gentle tug if you were to wander too far from his side.

𖠵𝟐𝟖: whenever he teaches you archery, he’ll always kiss your cheek before pulling away from you, laughing if you were to get flustered and mess up.

𖠵𝟐𝟗: he acts kinda blandly whenever receiving gifts from you, but he guards them with his life 😭 he finds it really cute whenever you bring him something that reminded you of him.

𖠵𝟑𝟎: since his days are usually spent patrolling the forests and researching, he tries to make every date of yours count and perfect; he feels guilty he isn’t with you very often.

𖠵𝟑𝟏: if you’re resting on him while he’s working, he will do everything he can to ensure you stay asleep — glaring at anyone who’s being too noisy.

𖠵𝟑𝟐: before you nap or go to sleep, he’ll always make your bed and fluff up the pillows to make sure you rest comfortably ‹3

𖠵𝟑𝟑: has a dedicated notebook filled with stuff about you: your likes, dislikes, habits, etc.

#🖇️ story reblogs #Tighnari’ ears peeking up when he hears our name #man that had me WEAK #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #tighnari x reader #alhaitham x reader #kaveh x reader #cyno x reader

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Hi! Saw that your requests were open so I wanted to ask for one (that I’ve been thinking about for waaay too long 👉👈)

Could you, pretty please, write Tighnari, Wanderer, Heizou, Kazuha and Xiao with an anemic S/O? I’m anemic myself hehe

based on my own experience with it, I get agitated easily, I’m sleepy most of the time, I get dizzy, anddd I have a rather frantic heartbeat

sfw, fluff.

bulleted list. around 960 words.

a/n: ooh, this is my first request ever! ;v; So excited to fulfill it, anon! Hope you enjoy it ♥️ 

Tighnari 

Tighnari's pretty reliable when it comes to taking care of other people. Taking into consideration how he foresaw Collei's eleazar condition, he'll make sure you're taking your medication, cook you iron-rich meals, and so on and so forth. 

Also, he manages to maintain a balance that does not feel suffocating to you while also helping you keep your health in check. 

Whenever you start feeling dizzy, he'll offer to carry you on his back. It doesn't matter the place; he's not ashamed in the slightest to do that favor for you. If you don't want to be carried, he offers his arm too. 

He doesn't mind letting you use his tail as a pillow or use it to warm your hands. Tighnari prefers to warm your hands with his, but whichever decision makes you happier is more than okay with him. 

He carries some extra medicine and water with him when you go out. Yeah, you already carry your own, but there's no harm in having extras in case something happens. 

You can see he's generally cautious.

Kazuha

His nomad lifestyle is quite hectic; he has to move from one place to another, travel long distances by foot, rationalize supplies when confronted with unprecedented obstacles, and yet he prioritizes your comfort overall. Even if you assure him, it's not necessary to go through those lengths, he insists on telling you it's okay; he doesn't mind. 

Even if he's not as knowledgeable in botany as others, he's used to living among wildlife and knows basic remedies for general discomforts. This is crucial, when the closest town is kilometers away and if there's a shortage of medicine. 

Kazuha does this cute but also kind of corny thing when he notices your temperature dropping a bit more than usual. 

He takes your hands and places them on his cheeks, where he's indeed warm himself. It feels nice; his skin is soft, and the expression of pure adoration in his eyes melts you more than his body heat. 

If you're in the mood, he'll offer to cuddle you to warm you up too. 

Wanderer 

We all know he's not too honest about anything that has to do with his feelings. 

Which is funny when his actions contradict his claims of him being even remotely worried about you.

Something something weak humans blah blah (he's carrying you in his arms without you having to ask him to, and he's rushing to take you to the nearest hospital).

He looks relieved when the doctor says that you're okay and that it was just a moment of dizziness because of the temperature. Sumeru's climate is unforgivable, and the doctor reminded you to be extra careful.

"Have you already eaten?" "What about your medicine? Did you take it?" 

He claims he checks in with you solely because rushing from one place to another is bothersome and he has "things to do". (He doesn’t mind if he has to carry you again to the hospital when you need it.) (But he won't admit it.)

The moment you express anything about needing to restock your medicine, he's on his way to purchase more.

He even offers to cook you meals, despite him complaning cooking is a nuisance. Despite his complaining, as if he was forced to (he literally offered to and if you say no, he'll huff and roll his eyes and say that he doesn't trust your ability to take care of yourself), he pours dedication in what he prepares.

He's actually a pretty decent cook.

Xiao 

He becomes extra protective.

He knows humans are weak in comparison to his kin, but now that he knows that you have a delicate condition, he's scared to even so much as hold your hands. 

Which you assure him that you're not made of glass, and he can hold you without any inconvenience. He's not used to being softer with someone else since, for a good portion of his life, he's been engrossed with his duty to protect Liyue, but he tries his best.

Anything you may need help with, he's there within a moment's notice. Boy's not knowledgeable about your condition, but he'll do his best to aid you whenever you need it.

Xiao is, believe it or not, shy about physical touch. He must get used to it before he doesn't feel like his face will combust in flames the moment he feels your touch. Which is endearing because, when you're feeling a little too cold, you hold his hand, and you can feel it grow warmer the more you hold it.

On days he has some time to relax, you both spend extra time cuddling each other in bed. Xiao's heart is beating fast, and he's akin to a furnace with your touch.

Heizou

He has like a sixth sense or something. 

The moment you approach him to tell him you're feeling lightheaded, he's already offering his arm to support you and find somewhere for you to sit before you ask him anything.

"You want me to take you home, right?" 

How did he know that?!

One day, you realize you need to restock your medicine, and just as you were about to head out, Heizou returned home with what you needed. 

He's observant of every minuscule detail; he remembers your daily dosage and foresees when you'll run out of it. By the time you go, "oh, that was the last one..." Heizou's got your back. 

He might not seem like the type, but he can get anxious when you go out on your own without telling him. Not because he wishes to have absolute control over your autonomy, but because he knows you tend to be sleepy and get agitated with ease.

He finds you in a matter of minutes. It's sort of scary how good he is at tracking people down, but since his reasons for doing so are benign, you don't dwell on it.

#🖇️ story reblogs #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #xiao x reader #heizou x reader #wanderer x reader #tighnari x reader #kazuha x reader #I LOVE THIS

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❦ 𝙼𝚎𝚕𝚝 ❦

You move, pushing him against the wall. He doesn’t protest, he doesn’t stop you despite being significantly stronger, which means he likes it.

The impact causes the kiss to deepen, your tongues meeting and immediately moving in sync against one another. It’s intoxicating, not only his taste, but how he holds you so close to him you can feel the warmth of his skin through your bunched clothes.

The stress of the day built up in his shoulders crumbles into nothing as you explore every inch you can reach, all familiar but never any less exciting.

He steals every breath you take, and when your knees become weak, he keeps you on your feet. This doesn’t stop you from taking and maintaining the lead though, and when you fish out a noise of pleasure from those delectable lips of his, you know it’ll be the first of many.

Perhaps to everyone else he looked and acted one way, but for you, inside the four walls of your sanctuary, he was someone else.

Open, unashamed, his defenses gone if only for a moment of reprieve. Most importantly, he was yours.

⟶ Diluc, Xiao, Cyno, Neuvillette, Dainsleif, Pierro

#i disappeared and came back only to disappear again #📝 my stuff #🔖 short stuff #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #xiao #xiao x reader #diluc #Cyno #Neuvillette #Dainsleif #pierro #diluc x reader #cyno x reader #neuvillete x reader #dainsleif x reader #pierro x reader

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This isn’t an ask but I literally love the way you write omfg

OK BYE HAHSHAD

I’M ONLY SEEING THIS NOW AAAAAAAAA—

Thank you??? So much???? It means a lot — you have no idea! 😆😆

#📬 asks #my first ask! #even if it isn’t a question but I don’t care #I’m happy now 😃👍

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Happy Birthday, Xiao!

There is nothing out of the ordinary about today, until I saw you in the distance.

With that being so... After finishing this Almond Tofu, would you like to go on patrol with me?

Thanks to hou for the fantastic artwork!

#genshin impact #official #xiao #OH MY GOD?!?!?!??? #I’VE BEEN FED #THIS IS BEAUTIFUL

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something that recently dawned on me is that, in the great majority of Xiao fics where he blushes, his ears turn red

like, all authors reached a silent yet mutual agreement that when Xiao is flustered, his ears will turn red, and I love it

he's adorable and everyone knows it

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #xiao x reader #xiao x you #xiao #i wonder if there is anything similar going on with other characters #i don't read enough to know :'P #💬 ramblings

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❦ 𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 ❦

It’s quiet. It’s so quiet, in fact, that every movement you make first reaches your ears instead of your eyes. You can hear the peace in every breath that leaves him, you can feel your heartbeat, calm and steady, against your ribcage. It even jostles you a little, your feelings a chain that willingly ties you to him and pulls you closer to his warmth.

He doesn’t say anything, but he doesn’t need to, and neither do you. You reach up, cupping his face just as he thumbs your waist, where his hands are resting; his hold on you is light, but grounding. You caress the hill of his cheek, the area under his eye—he closes them, melting under your touch, slowly coming undone like the pull of a loose thread. Then you lean in, slowly, not wanting to disturb this fragile bubble of comfort, and leave a feather-like kiss on his nose, a brush of skin that doesn’t last long.

The mask falls. He keeps his eyes closed, a meek attempt at holding the tears in.

It’s too much. Sometimes, everything is too much.

Wordlessly, you wrap your arms around him and he hides himself in the crook of your neck. His hold tightens, but you don’t mind in the slightest; you wish for nothing but his happiness, so you tighten your hold as well, hoping to be the anchor he needs at the moment.

It’s quiet, so no matter how much he tries, you can still hear him sobbing.

You focus on the softness of his hair instead.

⟶ Xiao, Wanderer, Gorou, Chongyun, Thoma

#📝 my stuff #🔖 short stuff #I decided to try something :0 #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #xiao x reader #wanderer x reader #scaramouche x reader #gorou x reader #chongyun x reader #thoma x reader #xiao #wanderer #Scara #Scaramouche #gorou #thoma #chongyun

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roots of lore.

ft. xiao x gn!reader

word count. 1.4k

content. scars, scar touching, xiao's backstory (mentions of abuse + slavery), massages, xiao is touch-starved, fluff, petnames (sweet boy), grinding, not technically smut but definitely suggestive, light dom/sub undertones (dom!reader + sub!xiao).

synopsis. xiao is free now, but his scars remain.

notes. i am an nsfw blog, minors dont follow me or interact.

Xiao's body locks up beneath you, a trembling cage of flesh and soul.

You're reminded of when he'd grudgingly agreed to spar with you for the first time, after much wheedling. The first time you'd asked, he'd looked at you like you'd grown another head; the second time bred only subtle irritation. The third, he'd informed you flatly that under no uncertain circumstances could you beat him, and he doesn't like to fight at the best of times.

The tenth time, you wore him down. It had been exhilarating—you got your ass beat, sure, and Xiao had been going very easy on you, too. You'd limped back to the Wangshu Inn with bruised ribs and a strained ankle and a huge grin. You're sure Xiao thought you even stranger after that. But now it's become routine, and though he has years of experience on you, sometimes you're quick enough to get a couple of hits on him.

One time, oh, one time you managed to get his feet out from under him with a training staff, a harsh whap to the ankles and he went down, knees and face in the dirt. Before he can get his hands under him to push himself back up, he feels a phantom weight settle over him like a shadow, and he freezes. The blunt tip of your staff presses into his spine, right over a ridge, in a way that renders him temporarily motionless. Your knee brushes against the outside of his hip as you lean down, and when you speak, you're so close to his ear that he can feel his pulse in his skull; "Got you."

This is the first time you feel it—the way Xiao freezes when he's bested. At first you think you've made him uncomfortable, but... through the tufts of dark hair obscuring his expression, you can see the tips of his ears burning red. You can feel the slightest tremble running through his bones where your body just barely brushes his own. And, most tellingly, when you lean forward to murmur what was supposed to be a gloat, you feel the choked-off noise he bites back somewhere high in his throat at the contact.

And you suppose it's not so different to now, really—your room at the Wangshu Inn is quiet and decent, half-lit by glass lanterns and the moonlight outside. You're far too high above Liyue for any stray passersby to be able to see through your windows, which is just as well. You don't want anyone to be privy to this view except for you.

He's still mostly dressed, which is almost more tantalising than seeing him naked; there's something about the way the fabric drapes over his skin that makes you want to eat him alive. He's taken to burying his face in the bedsheets to hide as you work at him, a palm spread wide over his stomach to feel his stomach rise and fall. Even this contact sends his blood catching alight, his spine arching into your touch as your thumb strokes at the skin. Laving your care into pale flesh, one gentle swipe at a time.

You set another hand gently on the jut of his hip, push him back down to the bed. "You okay?"

Xiao presses his lips together, half mortified at his own lack of control and half blissed out beyond caring. Nobody has ever touched him like this, with so much care, so much love—it feels foreign, bubbling up hot and carbonated inside him like it insists upon itself. Calling out to an endless void, love me! Love me!

It seems impossible. But here you are, rolling him over on his stomach. He's half-grateful; burning up from the intensity of your stare, neck sore from trying to burrow into the bed to hide from it. He sinks his head into the pillows and let loose a long, trembly sigh as you clamber gently over him, legs bent on either side of his hips. The weight of you rests on him as you reach out to toy with a lock of dark hair.

Xiao whines at the suggestion of tension against his scalp; you pull nowhere near enough to hurt, but the in-between is maddening. It's like anticipation, like holding a loaded crossbow waiting for the bolt to loose. It feels like you should hurt him. Like you should want to. But you don't, and before long your fingers leave his hair to trace patterns on the nape of his neck, and Xiao shudders, burying his head into the pillow.

"You're okay, sweet boy," you murmur, and Xiao wants to argue that he's not a boy, he's so far from it, and sweet sounds like a joke when it tries to stick to someone like him. Karmic debt oozes from his pores, gritty and dark and acidic, surely infecting even your lovely hands, and Xiao readies his voice to say all this but then you run a finger hard down his spine and he stifles a whiny noise into the sheets instead.

He's aware, vaguely, that he's panting, that he's never felt this alive in this way in all his life, that what started as uncertain jerks of his hips to relieve some of the weird tension building hot in his low stomach has turned into a steady, rhythmic movement. His hips roll against the mattress, ignited by your careful touch, your fingers that dance on the precipice between pleasure and pain. It's too much, it's not enough, and Xiao stifles another cry into the mattress, mortified.

You stop quite suddenly, and Xiao makes another pathetic noise before realising where your hands have paused. The window in the back of his shirt that ripples over the skin of his spine, baring the flesh for the world. His heart flies into his throat; he usually keeps a glamour up, nothing especially powerful, just enough to heal his skin and keep people from seeing—

Your fingers trace a scar, and Xiao feels the prickling of tears at his eyes. Seeing that.

"Xiao," you whisper, and try as he might he is unable to read your tone. He's rooted to the spot, unable to move a muscle, and the fiery want in his abdomen goes cold and rotten in earnest. He can't look back at you. You've seen.

You must think he's hideous. A thing only worthy to be kept, to be hit, to be made use of. He wants to curl into himself and hide.

"I've never seen these," you murmur. "Do you keep them hidden?"

Shamefully, Xiao forces himself to nod; he can't possibly speak.

"Oh, sweet boy..." And your hands move again, tracing up and down the ridges, the jagged X that serves as a remnant of his days of servitude, tattoos his skin like a brand of ownership. Whip scars, beatings where the skin sliced open, pockmarking an unmeasurable amount of skin. Xiao wants simultaneously to pull away and to melt into you; he wants to let you rip him open at the seams, sink your hands into the ichor and black karma that makes him up inside. The thought of disappearing into the wind flits briefly, temptingly, across his mind—and then your hands drag over the center of that jagged X and his eyes roll back in his head, and the sinks into the mattress with little more than a whimper.

"You're so beautiful," he hears you whisper, and it feels impossible, like a sweet dream of some other reality where he deserves such gentle treatment. Your fingers nudge at the back of his head, coaxing. "Look at me?"

He cracks open a heavy eye with great difficulty; it gleams bright as topaz above cheekbones shaded in deep scarlet, hair amuss, shielding the rest of his expression, but his eyes speak enough. He looks agonised.

You lean forward, press your lips to the raised center of the labyrinth of scars in a stinging kiss, and Xiao swallows a choked noise. "I don't want you to hide these from me anymore, okay? Look how strong you are. How brave. I want to be reminded of that every time I look at you—that's what you deserve."

Xiao draws in a shaky breath. "I am not... any of that," he mumbles, paying no mind to how wrecked his voice sounds. "These are marks o weakness. Of servitude."

"And now you're free," you whisper, and Xiao's heart soars like a bird over the horizon. "Free to wander, to love. Free to stay right here with me."

Xiao can think of nothing better.

#genshin impact x reader #xiao x reader #xiao #genshin impact #suggestive #🖇️ story reblogs

[crossphine]

For those that may be curious, there’s a NSFW continuation of Together They Soar (that birb Xiao fic of mine) on my AO3!

The first chapter is the same, the only tiny difference is that the Reader caresses Xiao’s back instead of his neck

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #xiao x reader #xiao #uhhh #📕 AO3 #new hashtag yay

[crossphine]

-> prompt: after an incident in qingce village, xiao has questions for you. (aka you hold xiao's hand and he combusts into flustered flames upon asking you about it.)

-> pairing: xiao x gn!reader

-> warnings: none

"earlier," the yaksha begins slowly. "what you did earlier, what was that?"

you look up from your book owlishly, staring up at him with wide eyes. whenever you read, your longtime companion chooses not to interrupt you. instead, he usually opts to survey the scenery beyond the wangshu inn balcony that the two of you are nestled in, constantly looking for further action. but now, his amber gaze pierces past the cover of your book and directly into you, complimented by a faint dusting of pink on his cheeks.

"huh? what do you mean?" you ask, watching as the ruddy hues blossom even further across his face. xiao's gaze averts from yours.

"when..." he trails off, before turning his head to the side, gaze briefly flitting towards the familiar scenery of dihua marsh. there is an unfamiliar shyness to his voice, and it piques your interest more than any mystery novel plotline ever could, so you set your book down.

"when?" you ask patiently. the yaksha is gruff, sure, but you cannot remember a time that he has ever been lost for words in the way he is now. his lips part, and you watch the slight heave of his chest as he inhales deeply before continuing.

"it was when we were in qingce village earlier, when the market started getting busy," xiao says quietly. you do your best to pay no mind to the furious blush that adorns his cheeks, but it softens the sharpness of his cheekbones into plump, red apples you wish you could take an affectionate bite out of, if only to see his reaction.

"yeah?" you ask gently, voice no more than a soft breath on the wind. "what about it?"

"you..." he pauses, running a hand through his hair. it is a nervous tic he's most likely picked up from you, and your heart swells with affection at how xiao pays attention to the little things, even when you think he isn't looking. "you took my hand in yours."

you blink up at him, watching as cor lapis irises meet yours for the briefest of moments before snapping back to the mundane horizon sprawling out beyond the two of you. is that why he's been so quiet today...?

"oh. i'm sorry if that made you uncomfortabl-" you begin, but xiao is quick to cut you off with hurried words.

"it did not make me uncomfortable." his words are hurried, albeit a bit flustered, and the realization of the impact you've had on him slowly begins to dawn over you.

"oh." the single syllable falls heavy from your lips. you're unsure of where else to put it, so you let it hang heavy in the air between the two of you, before testing it out once more, albeit in a more lilted tone. "oh."

the silence stretching out between the two of you now seems more endless than the horizon.

"why?" xiao, ever the fighter, pierces through the veil of silence with a battering ram of a question. his shy gaze now hardens in the midst of inquiry, despite not being hidden behind his usual battle mask. yet, at this stage in your partnership with him, you no longer find fear in his fierceness. instead, the steely nature of his gaze provides comfort that he will always be there for you, no matter what the answer to your question might be. "why did you do it?"

so, you choose to answer xiao's question honestly.

"i was fearful of us getting separated in the crowd, so i took your hand in mine," you say evenly, despite the way your heart hammers against your chest under the intensity of his gaze. it is though xiao is picking apart your thoughts with just a simple glance, and yet, his eyes still drink in your expression as if the answers to his unspoken questions will be found in the curve of your lips or the furrow of your brow.

"you know that if you call out my name, i will always appear to protect you." xiao's reminder is muddled with emotions you cannot place, but you decide it is in your best interests to not read to much into them. instead, you smile sweetly at him.

"i know. but if i can keep you close without having to call your name and startle a crowd full of people, then i should hold your hand, right?"

xiao falls quiet as you inspect his features, watching and waiting for something within the stoic yaksha to crack and give you the reaction you've been silently craving since you first met. instead, you watch as his hand wraps around the balcony railing for a brief moment before letting go, as if seizing the base of his polearm in a familiar gesture. perhaps, just perhaps, the fearsome yaksha is nervous in your presence. the thought causes adoration to rise within you, threatening to spill forth from your lips in platitudes and reassurances.

but, you know xiao better than to startle him by bursting forth with emotion. so, you press your lips together, and you wait.

"could you-?" he asks, cutting himself off before taking a step towards you, fingers unfurling in your direction. he hesitates, before finally deciding to dive in, splaying his hand out and holding it just above where your book sits on your lap.

xiao's question goes unfinished, but you understand it nonetheless. a soft, breathy laugh, one that xiao finds more enticing than any of barbatos's melodies, escapes from the confines of your lips.

"of course," you say, lifting your hand up to meet his own as you lace your fingers through his. his gloves are roughened from battle, and you wonder if the skin is underneath as well, but you feel divinity from his touch nonetheless.

you stare at your conjoined hands before looking up at xiao, whose gaze still lingers on your interlocked hands. a soft smile graces his features as he looks down fondly.

you realize that the yaksha returns your affections in this moment, but perhaps it is best to leave confessions unspoken for this moment, if only to savor it for just a bit longer.

#genshin impact x reader #xiao x reader #genshin fluff #genshin impact #i love him so much T-T #🖇️ story reblogs

[crossphine]

Alright let me try this again.

What if Reader vented to Birb Xiao, not knowing that it was actually him?

They talk about their fears and frustrations, letting out all the words they've wanted to tell a person, but they have to settle for their pretty bird because no one will listen.

So Xiao is just sitting there, resting in the True Creator's hands, listening as he gets a glimpse of how they truly feel.

They say the milileth is like a raging stampede with their spears and swords. They say how the Qixing all seem so cold and unfeeling. They talk about how Zhongli genuinely terrifies them, because he acted so kind to others but was borderline cruel when hunting them.

They talk about Xiao, too, but they don't seem to have many complaints. They haven't seen him in a while, and the last time they crossed paths with him, he just... let them run. The adeptus had looked angry, but also a bit startled (and perhaps, a bit guilty?) at the sight of them. They even once overheard him leading milileth soldiers astray ("by mistake" says the creator, but Xiao knows the truth) by saying the creator had left a while ago, when really, they were still very nearby. While they say they are still a bit scared of him, they don't fear him as much as they fear the others.

All the while, Xiao sits, still as a stone. He takes in every word, every shaky breath and darting glance. He nuzzles into their hand, hoping to offer even the slightest bit of comfort.

He hopes that they continue to be unafraid of him in the future.

-Sibling Anon

he who is without sin

a/n: decided to make this one a full fic for no reason in particular (i don’t have an actual post shhhh)

word count: 1.1k

-> warnings: imposter sagau things, minor blood mention, spoilers for xiao lore, some spoilers for liyue (like names and titles of people/places)

-> gn!reader (you/yours)

taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3 || @shizunxie || @boba-is-a-soup || @yuus3n || @esthelily || @turningfrogsgay

< masterlist > (has context for bird!xiao if you’re lost)

from the moment that xiao was saved, when his new name was bestowed upon him and he signed his contract with morax, xiao had made a promise. another contract, one without physical ink and paper, one bound to his soul.

one to you, his creator.

a pledge to stand by your side, a clause written in by the god that forged his original contract, releasing him from his duties to liyue to serve the one that had granted him life. a permanent extra sweep to his duties, always on the lookout for the highest god above all.

however, he was not the first to find… ‘you.’

‘you’ had landed in sumeru, nested in the large tree surrounding the akademiya. ‘you’ had climbed down, introduced ‘yourself’ to the sages with a smile. everybody was quick to give ‘you’ the glory rightly the creator’s, ushering ‘you’ atop a throne of silver and gold, offerings laid at ‘your’ feet with all the haste of those deprived of the divine.

xiao may have hung back at the beginning, unwilling to allow his karma to infect ‘your’ other worshippers, but he still did his duty. he still kept ‘your’ path clear of enemies, and was the first to pick up his blade when word broke of your imposter.

and yet, when he laid eyes upon the one he was supposed to hate, he was the first to repent.

xiao took a shaking breath, crossing his arms around himself. “morax?”

the elder god turned, amber eyes soft. “what is it, xiao?”

xiao marched through dihua marsh, polearm gripped tightly in his hand. a large hilichurl camp had been reported, which while not an issue normally, was the third in the last four days.

irritation was openly displayed on his face, the anemo around him simmering with his anger. why did the abyss have to act up now, when they were on a hunt? surely even they, as infected and riddled with darkness as they were, worshipped a god? or was that the source of their evil?

he kept marching north, only turning his head at the sound of a soft gasp.

“how will i know when the creator arrives?”

morax smiled, not upset like xiao had anticipated. “don’t worry about such things. when the time comes-“

you stood on the path branching west, eyes wide. you looked nearly exactly like the ’you’ on the throne, the same cool eyes that called for your death now wide and staring at him in fear.

“-you will know.”

you turned on your heel, your armful of sunsettias tumbling to the floor, but… xiao did not chase you.

instead he brought a hand to chest, under his necklace. he pressed, feeling the still-regular beat of his heart.

he pressed, searching for the place where his karma used to be.

from the moment that xiao realized the truth, when his new duty was bestowed upon him, he had made a promise. another contract, one without physical ink and paper, one bound to his soul.

one to you, his creator.

he flew down from the sky, landing in your outstretched hand. he chirped a greeting, body relaxing under your gentle touch.

“hello there, friend,” you cooed, sitting straighter under the tree. your tree, the one you kept coming back to, the one he always directed other adepti away from because it was for you, not them. not him.

you fed him as usual, but stayed strangely silent. no stories of the kindness mitachurls showed you, no update on how close or far the people searching for you had gotten, none of the usual things he looked forward to. you just… sat. watching him in your hand, an emotion he didn’t know the name of drawing your brows close.

maybe you just didn’t want to talk today? but if something was troubling you, he wanted you to share, to allow him some of the weight off your shoulders. then again, he was just a bird to you…

“do you know ganyu, pretty bird?”

xiao froze, thankful he was facing your palm so you couldn’t see his eyes widening.

“i thought i did.”

he looked up, carefully, daring to meet your eyes. this time, he could pin down what you were feeling: betrayal.

his finch heart burned.

your thumb pet over his wings, but he couldn’t bring himself to enjoy it. not now.

“i thought she was kind.”

she was, he knew firsthand. how she worried over the tianquan, fretted over her skills both with a bow and with a pen, how her and the yuheng kept each other afloat in the sea of endless work assigned to the jade chamber.

you smiled. it was bitter. “i guess i should have known better regarding the adepti.”

xiao’s heartbeat raced in his ears, something hot burning a hole in his chest. he was an adeptus, he wanted to say, he could be trusted.

but you didn’t know him as an adeptus. you knew him as your little songbird, your friend, the one you continued to risk your life for, even if you didn’t know it.

he chirped once, somber. he wanted to apologize, to take up his blade against his own king on your behalf, to walk up to the fraud’s throne and watch them bleed red.

but you didn’t need that. so he sat in your hand, leaning into your fingers, and let you speak.

as it turned out, today had been a busy day for you. you had wandered into the path of a millelith patrol, which had happened before, but not with keqing at the head of it. not when she had darted forward in a flash of lighting, electro arcing along her sword. not when she’d pulled out and blew a special whistle even as you ran, one that you couldn’t hear but could feel under your skin, taunting you as you tried to navigate the maze of bishui plain.

when you told him of ganyu’s frostflake arrows, he wanted to cry. when you described the anger in zhongli’s eyes, he started to weep.

you didn’t deserve this pain. you didn’t deserve having to outrun planet befall, you didn’t deserve to fear your life being stolen by those who should protect you at all costs- he should have been there. he was south, too far south to hear the whistle, but he should have been called.

he should have protected you.

under the shifting leaves of a sandbearer tree, your songbird cried. and you, none the wiser, continued to spell out the cause of his torment.

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#sagau #genshin impact #xiao #xiao x reader #self aware genshin #genshin self aware au #sagau impostor au #🖇️ story reblogs

[crossphine]

This anon know what is good, i guess i never make a ask so i'm doing now. Can u do that concept with any character (and mc of course) , may a hybrid? Idk, sorry if is confuse, a lil nsfw maybe?

-🍑

The wonderful tiring life of a cat parent

characters: cat!6reeze x nb!reader

warnings: fluff!!!! fluff fluff fluff fluff fluff! also modern au!

notes: wanted to take a break from writing smut and take inspiration from my own fluffy bby for this one. also @junerixi , simping for only one☝️anemo boy is an illness. i hope you recover soon😚

art by Mechodes on twt

oh gods

a menace

a complete menace i say

you know that thing cats do? when they just keep a direct eye contact with you as their little fluffy paw slowly pushes your potted plant or a cup full of drink to the edge of the table while you watch hopelessly bc your hands are dirty or busy doing smt?

yeah, it’s the 5th time the flower shop owner is seeing you this week and your wallet is crying

it’s almost as if you two were sworn enemies in your past life and scaranya is out for blood

doesn’t have that much of a zoomie episodes but when he does oh boy

you better retreat into a safe place but even then you’re not safe from scaranya’s terrifying zoomie powers

he’s literally running and jumping around everywhere

the table, on top of the fridge, the curtains, on top of the washing machine, your little bookshelf - everywhere

scaranya is such a little shit (affectionately)

his preferred way of waking you up is faking puking noises and when you throw your covers off and literally zoom into the living room, he gives you a look as if saying “finally awake, you silly human slave”

sometimes he even jumps on top of your chest harshly but that’s only used if you’re oversleeping with your alarm clock snoozed for the past 20 minutes and you’re running late to work

despises baths with a burning passion

if you’re taking him anywhere a large body of water is, he’s trashing around, kicking, hissing, biting, scratching - the whole pack

after a successful bathing time, with added new scratch marks on yourself, he would not approach you until you fall asleep

after you have fell asleep, he would quietly approach your sleeping figure and give small, shy licks to the angry red scratches he caused as if apologizing for being so aggressive

hates rainy days too, especially the ones with thunder and lightning

jumps up 5 ft into the air if a thunder strikes and runs into your lap, shaking small body curling into himself with all of his cockiness and pride out the window

scaranya appreciates you greatly but he’s just a bit too bad at communicating and so he shows his affection by lapping up the scratches he gave you

“scaranya, aren’t you gonna go out to the back garden and play with the rest? it’s nice outside today”

hmph! what do you mean by play with the rest of the cats? he’s a royal! he’s superior! scaranya has never heard of such bullshit befor- oh! a bird! must. catch!

scaranya and miao gets into fights sometimes and whenever you separate them, scaranya goes to sulk in the corner of the house silently

until you go over to him with a sigh and pick him up gently, he doesn’t even resist - just choosing to simply curl his tail around your wrist

a solid 9/10 kitty if he would just stop being a tsundere

art by Mechodes on twt

miao acts more like a guard dog than a cat sometimes

the smallest out of all the kitties yet also the strongest one. honestly the sheer amount of times miao has taken down a wild dog 10 times his size just keeps giving you more and more heart attack

doesn’t get zoomies, if anything he stops the other kitties’ zoomies if they go a bit too far - which most of the times escalate into scaranya and miao fighting

cleanse the land house through slaughter bug hunting

a sweet baby

miao’s preferred way of waking you up is to silently sit on your side of the bed and stare until you get that feeling of being watched and wake up to 2 piercing yellow eyes just staring holes into your soul

yes, you have yelled and fell off of your bed many times due to that

you found little miao at a dark alleyway, covered in blood and barely on the brink of death with his tiny paws twitching constantly

grew up malnourished on the streets with his 4 siblings dying out one by one, so due to that miao’s body is very small and he’s extremely territorial with you - his one and only sweet human

always leaves his scent on you by rubbing his head around your ankles

miao is indifferent when it comes to taking a bath, unlike scaranya, and he can be very obedient as well

when rubbing soap into his legs and washing his paws he would stretch out his limbs to make it easier for you to wash him - anything to lessen the load of his favorite human

he also seems to like your co-worker, zhongli a lot

one time you came home with zhongli due to a deadline of a great project coming closer and upon seeing him, miao immediately jumped into his lap, purring lowly, rubbing his head on zhongli’s hand

yes your heart broke at the betrayal and yes miao apologized with a dead rat in his mouth

but if it’s any other guests you’re bringing home, then miao would either get on top of the fridge and simply watch or hiss at the guest

oddly likes being in high places

one time, you made him a small necklace-collar thingy out of a few pearls and he wears that with pride, chest puffed out (a replica of his necklace)

loves sleeping on the lower parts of your bed at night. it’s soft, fluffy and he can keep an eye on you and keep you safe so it’s a win-win in miao’s book

“miao-miao, do you wanna come with me to the back garden to pick up the tomatoes?”

before you can even finish your question he’s already at the back door, staring at you expectantly with his tail thumping slowly against the floorboards

thanks to miao and kazunya your house will never get any bugs, roaches or mouses inside

if feeling incredibly vulnerable and soft, miao paws at your arm to ask for pets bc he just needs the comfort of his favorite human

literally a 9/10 kitty if he would just change his way of waking you up

art by ayon🌿 on twt

heinya is another little shit (affectionately)

he likes to cause trouble and drama here and there

also really enjoys spilling tea to you

it doesn’t matter if you’re waking up and is still groggy or just coming in through the front door, back from work - heinya is spilling all the drama of the shows he watched on the tv while you were away or the different birds he saw through the window - meowing away at you excitedly

another helpful hand

if you’re coming back from grocery shopping then heinya can take some of the smallest and lightest bagged things and dragging them to the kitchen alongside miao, kazunya and nyaether

heinya’s preferred way of waking you up is to make biscuits - you know that cute thing cats do with their paws squishing at their favorite spot over and over - on your stomach or lower back or! he just meows besides your ear over and over until you eventually wake up

the perfect alarm - heinya

he’s such a sweet baby

and heinya really likes watching real life crime documentaries for some reason

at first when you found this out, you couldn’t help but think heinya is going to murder you in your sleep but soon you realized he just loves crime related things

and bc he like crime related things, you bought heinya a cute spy glass shaped squeaky toy

when getting the zoomies, heinya decides to bite and kick at the spy glass shaped squeaky toy - making the toy let out squeaks at every little kick

heinya enjoys spending time outdoors, sniffing at the different scents wafting in the air, tracking down all different sorts of footsteps and paw marks with great interest - you sometimes wonder if heinya was a detective in his past life

loves to bring you all sorts of interesting things he found - an old ripped part of a newspaper article, a weirdly shaped leaf, a flower he has never seen before, a half bitten chicken still warm - wait where’d he get this?

loves to sleep using your hand as a pillow my cat does that to me so rip bc you have been captured by the amazing detective heinya and you won’t be moving for hours on end, let’s hope you had a nice snack and a toilet break beforehand

chose to wear the smooth, black satin you tied around his neck as a collar - either bc he loves to wear soft things or he just loves it bc you gave it to him

heinya is an incredibly affectionate kitty, always meowing for you for pets, cuddles and perhaps his favorite soft wet food? he’s been really good!

doesn’t really mind taking baths as well, if anything he uses this opportunity to shake bubbles everywhere!

for some reason, also loves to groom your hand. maybe it’s just something your kitties all share?

overall another solid 9/10 kitty, if you don’t mind being splashed with water and bubbles while bathing him

art by @bbadtime on tumblr

kazunya, me beloved

literally an angel, how could you ever be mad at him even as he took a whole bite out of your potted plants’ leaf?

another kitty that loves staying in high places like miao and stay outdoors like heinya

joins miao on his duty to cleanse the land house through slaughter bug hunting from time to time

a lazy, sweetheart of a cat that loves to sleep on warm places and the sunlight - you literally had to buy a window sling just for him to nap under the sunlight

another helpful hand!

will drag the lightest and smallest bagged things to the kitchen whenever you come back from grocery shopping - more so if it’s cat food

isn’t a picky eater but sometimes, just sometimes, prefers food with fish in it’s ingredients

kazunya is mostly tasked to wake you up by the other kitties bc he’s the sweetest

wakes you up by purring and snuggling with your face, neck, hands - anything just you in general

soon enough, the small fluff purring and cuddling you wakes you up and as a reward for waking up, kazunya gives you a small kiss - a lick to the tip of your nose - making you laugh

doesn’t meow a lot, only when he has to or if it’s an emergency such as the litter boxes not being cleaned, the food trays being empty etc

always gives you a kazunya kiss as a thank you

a gentle baby, even to the guests

whenever a guest comes over to your house, they always gush about the cute white cat with a small red streak in his fur

kazunya doesn’t get zoomies. even if he does it’s rare like only once a week

always grooms himself to keep himself clean, not to mention his white fur sparkling as well

surprisingly enjoys bath times, would even suggest you to bathe him by tugging on your sleeve then pointing to the bathroom with his fluffy paw!

however there’s just one thing that kazunya does that makes you shiver

it’s that he always, always! brings you dead animals or bugs. birds, rats, mouses, cockroaches, crickets - anything that he managed to hunt - he brings over to you with his tail swishing happily behind him

it’s considered a gift in cat language, you know that! but it’s just a bit dirty especially if he brings over different bugs. the rats, mouses and birds you can handle but the bugs brrr

one time, kazunya proudly brought you a dead wolf spider as you held back a tear and a screech, deciding to take his gift with a forced smile

you never recovered from that

a 10/10 kitty if he would just stop bringing you dead spide - kazunya is that a mf dead tarantula in your mouth?

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another best kitty!

a sweet kitty that never complains!

helpful, never complains, never picky with his food - a literal angel

however sometimes nyaeather disappears randomly, coming back after a day or so

he always seems to be searching for something - his twin - you soon found out, by registering him and getting his pet password

and so you decided to help him reunite with his twin by putting up posters, articles, news on the internet, tv, radio - anything to make nyaether happy

after a whole half year of dedication and endless search, nyaether’s twin was finally found!

turns out the person who adopted nyaether’s twin was your co-worker, dainsleif, the quiet and mysterious tall man

after talking to him about the situation of the twin kitties, you both have come to an agreement to let the kitties have a play date once a week

when the day of the first play date has arrived an someone knocked on your door, your kitties gave you a confused look

upon taking nyaether in your arms, you walked over to the front door before unlocking it and letting dainsleif inside. as the blond man placed down the catbag and opened it, from inside stepped out a cute, similarly blonde furred kitty with a baby blue colored collar

upon seeing the kitty, nyaether jumped out of your arms and tackled his twin. cuddling her and licking at her face with a teary eyes - you and your co-worker dainsleif couldn’t help but laugh at the adorable situation

since then nyaether had made a silent oath to always be beside you and be your best kitty! you have done a lot for him by helping him reunite with his twin - nyumine - so he would do anything in his power to lessen your load!

nyaether’s preferred way of waking you up is by giving a gentle meow beside your ear and give your cheek three kisses - repeat the process on the other side until you eventually giggle and wake up

another kitty that doesn’t mind taking baths! however he just prefers the water to have a bit of bubbles to soothe his nerves

likes to sleep in your arms since he has separation anxiety like scaranya - due to the incident with his twin

“nyaether, keep the others in check okay? i’m going out on a quick grocery shopping!”

“myaaa!”

such a sweet baby🥹

his meows are higher pitched and not full “meow” like kazunya or miao’s instead it’s a short “myaa!”

a solid 11/10 kitty. highly recommend, get yourself a nyaether today!

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a little shit AND a menace (affectionately)

very hyper too! sometimes you wonder if nyenti has ADHD but in cat version

it’s like he’s always in his zoomie mode as if to make up for having 2 kitties that barely has zoomies - which are miao and kazunya

his affectionate attitude doesn’t help as well

twirling, rubbing himself on your lap, hand, bageling his way around you - he’s always sticking close to you 24/7

one time as nyenti was rubbing himself on your hand while you were working on your computer for an important document, he tripped and fell on your keyboard - deleting your entire progress of work with a “myeeew!”

yes, you cried that night

unlike heinya, nyenti doesn’t really enjoy being outdoors - he just prefers to stay on your lap, lazily bathing in the sun - as he sometimes meows with heinya about some dramas

another kitty that loves to spill the tea to you

him and heinya meows your ears off with the things they have seen, watched, witnessed and heard - sometimes even adding some dirt on the other kitties such as kazunya eating leaves from your potted plants, scaranya sleeping on your hoodie bc he missed you, miao destroying the pantry during his duty to cleanse the land etc etc etc

nyenti’s preferred way of waking you up is to play with your hair. whether it be grooming at your hair, playing with them, tugging on the ends gently - it doesn’t matter which form - as long as nyenti wakes you up, that’s all

he also doesn’t do much hunting either, preferring to watch from the sidelines as the others chase some bugs and small animals they found

for some odd reason nyenti likes you to put flowers on top of his head or a flower shaped charms as a collar - his most favorite and preferred one being the white lily

cut the flower's bud and place it on top of nyenti upside down like it's a cone hat and nyenti would give you the biggest, affectionate "myew!" while rolling around on the ground, showing you his tummy

a sweet kitty if he would just stop being a little zoomie induced shit

nyenti is another kitty that hates taking baths

doesn't react as aggressive as scaranya but he likes to yell his defiance a lot and i mean a lot

a beautiful 8.5/10 kitty if he wouldn't stop screeching your ears off and making you more and more deaf

#🖇️ story reblogs #genshin impact x reader #xiao x reader #scaramouche x reader #heizou x reader #kazuha x reader #venti x reader #aether x reader

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thinking about xiao, who would be the last person on teyvat to care about your appearance.

don't get me wrong, he adores you, you're pretty much his biggest, and sometimes only, reason to live.

but he, out of all the characters in genshin, is the only one i can see with absolutely zero defined preferences. if anyone asked him, whether on his past or his present, about what traits he found desirable in a person, he would have no answer.

even if people say that personality is all that matters, everyone always looks at the one they find most attractive first.

xiao's case isn't quite like that.

where others, if speaking honestly, would mention specific ranges of height, build, hair colors, texture, skin colors and whatnot- like a super tall, muscular man with a well-kept beard, or a slender, elegant-looking man who wears suits, or a delicate and petite woman with big doe eyes and the longest, straighter hair possible, or a tall, well-endowed lady with a tiny waist and a piercing, alluring gaze, among an infinite number of other combinations, xiao would only tilt his head in disconcert.

was he supposed to think of any of those traits as attractive?

because to xiao, in a way, everyone looks the same.

be it humans, other adepti or the archons, xiao thinks nothing about any of their appearances.

although if you caught him people-watching during his free time or patrols, you could think he's harshly judging everyone's looks and demeanor from his unwavering, hawk-like gaze.

in truth, he takes in apperances all at once, in a fraction of a second.

woman of short hair. intact foreign green dress, according to the direction she's coming from she must be entering liyue from sumeru. no recent wounds in sight, her face is flushed from the heating sun. there is no trouble on this road. move on.

lanky man gasping for air as he reaches the peak of a mountain, adventurer's typical uniform. green eyes, black hair. the gloves on his hands ripped from climbing on stone, and his hands have minor scratches. the bandage on his arm is the work of an amateur but would've done the trick to stop bleeding. the cloth isn't soaked in blood, but he can make out the distinctive shape the blade of an arrow makes when nearly piercing flesh. whatever happened, this area is safe. send a minor breeze his way to lead him to a safe path.

the appearances of the people he sees every day are little clues that let him know of any immediate threat to the lands. he's not staring hard at that child because his haircut looks silly, but because for a second he saw a ghost following him. he's not staring at that woman with dulled out eyes because he finds her hot, but because he's feeling the beginnings of the effects of a karmic curse poisoning her soul.

xiao has no preferences, all he sees in people's apperances are traces of what they do and where they come from- he doesn't associate any specific trait of the human body to 'beautiful' or 'ugly'.

peace is beautiful. war is ugly. those are his only definitions.

it's only after you've spent long with him, letting him join you while you fulfill your duties in the city or just to take a stroll, that he starts to understand the concept of beauty as seen by human society.

differents sets of traits are deemed attractive to a majority and each individual will have a different set of traits they deem attractive- beauty is, therefore, in the eye of the beholder no matter how many times a standard is pushed as the only one.

he doesn't understand.

appearances will fade, that perfect and smooth skin will one day turn into fragile wrinkles, that tattoo won't look the same when enough time has passed, that hair will become frail and fall, humans won't look the same forever, there is no use in making such a big deal out of their appearances to the point of feeling miserable about it.

xiao doesn't find any particular trait as attractive.

until you.

due to his nature, he's not going to be immediately mesmerized by your looks, whether you seem overweight or like you have god-like symmetrical proportions everywhere, whether you're tall or average or tiny, none of that matters when he meets you or when he falls for you.

one would think an adeptus like himself would have high standards, but what makes him fall is something as painfully simple as honest, pure understanding and care.

be understanding to him, care for him, hold him on cold and dreary nights, smile for him, share little moments of joy with him, help him carry the weight of his constant grief, let him care for you, let him protect you, and protect his fragile heart.

he will fall for you.

and then, and only then, will he start associating physical traits to the concept of beauty.

beauty is you. you are beauty.

at least to xiao, that is the only logical conclusion.

whether you're confident on your looks or not, to him, it is that simple.

beauty is peace. beauty is you, and all that makes you, you, is beautiful.

#🖇️ story reblogs #Xiao #xiao x reader #genshin impact #*sniff*

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texts. — we need to talk.

ft. childe, diluc, kaeya & xiao.

warnings : a bit of angst in xiao's (because this is xiao i'm talking about), (mostly) fluff in diluc's, mostly crack.

childe.

diluc.

kaeya.

xiao. (ft. venti.)

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smau #childe x reader #diluc x reader #kaeya x reader #xiao x reader #XIAO NOOOOOO I’M SORRY 😭 #🖇️ story reblogs

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I refuse to stay silent on this, but I also want my blog to be safe, so I'm going to touch on this once and then not again. You can be assured that I won't post any more news on this topic.

The news about Elliot Gindi has broken my heart. He's a phenomenal actor, and it's absolutely disgusting that he used his fame and power to pressure and abuse others. I applaud the victims and witnesses for their bravery to speak out-- as a survivor of teenage sexual assault now in adulthood, I know firsthand how impossible it feels to. Despite choosing not to post about this topic more than this, I want you all to know that I support the victims.

A lot of fans are feeling betrayed, and validly so. Whatever you feel in light of the news is understandable. Some writers and artists will likely be taking a step back for a time-- myself included-- to process the information and regain confidence and writing or drawing Tighnari. That's okay. It doesn't make you weak or stupid for needing time. If you feel otherwise, that's okay too. It doesn't mean you don't support the victims, or that you're a bad person.

There is no shame in your response, and you don't owe anybody an explanation or your story.

If anybody wants to talk, mutuals or followers, my DMs are open. If you send me an anon ask, I won't respond because I want this to be my only post, but I will read it <3

Edit: if you don't know what's going on, I'm sorry to be the one to tell you. I'll link a Twitter thread that explains because I think that's safer than you looking into it yourself. Please note that this is extremely triggering. The first post is a TLDR of what happened, but the rest of the thread contains those topics.

You can see it here

#genshin impact #tighnari #elliot gindi