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crystalflygeo · 1 year

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The dragon and the sacrificial lamb ft. eroded!Zhongli + gn!reader

cw/tags: rape/non-con, angst, bad ending, yandere-ish zhongli? feral/eroded zhongli, biting, crying, restraints (courtesy of improper use of geo as usual ehe)

notes: Alright this is a special one get ready. There's two "version" of this story bc I couldn't decide which path I liked more. This one is the dark/bad ending. Both stories are exactly the same at the start, changing a few word here and there but then reach a point where they divert completely in reactions/emotions and the underlying feeling of the stories are very different. They can be read independently ofc so by all means feel free to choose which tags you vibe with more or enjoy picking up the differences between both!

Bittersweet ending version here!!

Once upon a time…

A long, long time ago…

The people of Liyue revered their beloved Archon Rex Lapis. Just and kind, he led his nation for millennia, upholding order and contracts, defeating countless enemies, and defending their safe Harbor.

It is said the Lord of Geo took a human as partner, and fell in love deep and pure.

And his partner loved him just as much.

A love that would tragically become a twisted obsession.

It is said the God understood that even he himself was not immune to erosion, and it would one day be his downfall. So, he made sure his people were ready to live on without him. That his adepti were strong enough to subdue him if the day ever came.

As for his lover… well…

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Your bare feet crunch along the soft grass as you run and run, panting, gasping for air, almost tripping and letting out a yelp but quickly regaining balance and scurrying faster, past the falling golden ginkgo leaves, past the soft sound of rushing waters.

The golden sunset is gorgeous, dying the sky pink and orange with pastel hues but you simply ignore it, having grown tired of it, sick even. It is fake, an illusion. Just as everything else in this adeptal abode.

Everything except, of course, you and the beast you are currently fleeing from.

It is useless to try to escape, this you know, and your heart clenches painfully as tears prickle at your eyes. You’ve done this before, played this game many many times. But at least for one moment… just one moment…

A roar turns your blood to ice and against all common sense you look over your shoulder to see a massive long dragon twisting in the air and diving straight towards you.

Your legs tremble and fail you as you fall down, the grass is soft but your body aches, tired, burning. You scramble around frantically to stare at the beast again and your eyes widen in panic as it lands right on top of you, majestic and terrifying, caging you with its serpentine body. The golden claws alone are as long as your forearms, digging on the ground at either side of you.

You whimper.

The dragon lowers his head, growling at you, fangs mere inches apart and you squeeze your eyes shut, tears running down your face.

“Why do you run away from me?”

“Leave me alone!” You scream.

“Are you not happy with me? My mate?”

At the words you only sob harder.

Mate.

Oh, how much joy did that word bring you once. And now you can only feel your heart shatter.

You feel a shift in the wind, in the energy, in the light around you, and when you open your eyes, the massive dragon has faded to a more human appearance. He changes back to the form you’re most used to.

Long strands of dark hair tipped amber, striking golden eyes with stunning red lines that highlight their sharpness, a handsome face and a muscular body with arms died black, and lines of gold… lines that run along his cheek and down his neck. Cracks, like a broken glass, like scars, under his eyes and around his chest, ruining the pristine skin and unable to disappear despite his ability to change forms.

The undeniable marks of erosion.

You snap back to attention when he dips down and starts nosing at your neck, his hands pulling at the robe you’re wearing, the only article of clothing you picked up before scurrying away from the mansion. It parts open easily, revealing your naked body to his eyes, littered in past bruises, hickeys and bite marks. Claims from the dragon.

“W-wait. Stop-!” You try to push him back, panicked, desperately pressing your palms against his broad shoulders, but of course he’s immovable as stone.

You kick and trash until he gets irritated and suddenly your arms are immobilized, held above your head and pressed onto the ground by heavy geo cuffs.

“Submit.” He growls.

You squirm a little more until your body sags into the ground, exhausted, panting. There is no use. Instead, you shudder as his hands grope and rub all over your body, rough and callous.

He spreads your legs and slots between them as your breath catches. His palm presses at a spot on your navel possessively, a glittering geo symbol engraved on your skin there, glowing subtly like his horns. You whine.

Then his touch goes lower and teases at your entrance, circling the hole and dipping in just barely.

“Z-Zhongli-!”

Another growl comes out of his throat, deep and guttural. “You dare speak another man’s name in my presence? In my realm? When you belong to me?!”

Your whole body shakes, with rage, with fear. Your heart about to burst. You grit your teeth and glare at the dragon god with as much venom as you can.

“I don’t belong to you!”

He snarls, eyes widening to serpentine slits.

“Insolent. No matter, I’ll fill you up again and show you.”

The eroded God leans down to bite at your neck and you yelp, sharp fangs break your skin and you cry as you feel the warm blood spill. His claws prick at your thighs as he starts unceremoniously humping against you. The ridges on his draconic cock making your hole twitch and you gasp as he presses in, dipping slightly inside your thigh warmth. No need to prepare your body after so many years of coupling. Your hole already soft and molded to him like a worn-out toy.

“No, please… n-no.” Your voice breaks, tears running down your face.

Everything turns blurry, fuzzy, and your head spins.

How had things ended up like this?

You see no love in his eyes, no recognition. And you don’t recognize him either anymore. This creature, this beast… he is not your lover. He is not Zhongli…

And hasn’t been for who knows how long…

Zhongli raises one of your legs and rests it on his shoulder while straddling the other and pushes further in the slick warmth, ignoring the sounds you make. “Too big! I can’t-!” You scream and it just urges him to slam it in. “No- Ahh!” Sheathed all the way to the hilt, Zhongli groans as you clench around him.

He immediately starts thrusting and you feel the world tilt. It’s all too much, the sound of skin slapping against skin, your walls getting battered by his thick member, his animalistic grunts and groans, and the way your body betrays you… a speck of pleasure mixed in with the pain.

It's so cruel.

“Sto- gh! Stop it! Zhongli, please…!” You sob.

Zhongli hisses, muscles taut and flexing as his hips buck into yours, finally finding that spot that has you choking out a moan, your body shivers, forced to surrender and feel everything, a hot coil building on your lower stomach where the mark of geo glows as he continues to take what he wants from your struggling form. He laps at your skin and nuzzles there, almost lovingly. “Mine.”

Your moans start turning sweeter, previously pained sounds turning to vocalizations of carnal lust, your eyes glassy. You try to fight it, conflicted, but the stimulation is too much.

You come with a raw cry through gritted teeth, tears flowing down your cheeks and your own juices coating your skin causing you to feel dirty in more ways than one. Zhongli continues through your overstimulated state, chasing his own pleasure as his thrust become erratic until finally, he stills deep inside and moans long and low, painting your insides white.

You feel him twitch inside you and groan, absolutely exhausted, overwhelmed with emotions, feeling sick, used and abused. He lowers your leg but doesn’t bother pulling out, keeping you there as he nips at your skin, murmuring soft words. “My mate. All pretty and filled up. All mine. Love you.”

You can’t bear to hear those words, spoken in the voice you continue to love after all this time. It shatters your soul, breaking it to pieces like the corroded dragon’s destroyed mind.

Feeling about to pass out, you close your eyes and your head lolls to the side, sniffling against your own forearm as tears continue to fall. “I love… Zhongli. Miss him. I hate you…”

He dissolves the geo shackles into specks of gold and holds your unconscious body in his arms, satisfied with the claims and scent he’s left on you. His tail swishes slowly, pleased with himself as he carries you back to the abode’s mansion.

Home.

Were he’ll keep you safe, bound to him.

Forever and always.

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…It is said that his lover is the key to keep the eroded God confined.

Trapped by the possessive dragon in a sealed realm, to keep him ensnared, enchanted and bound to them.

Until they both turn to dust.

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joshy-tomato · 9 months

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People saying Childe will die in the Archon Quest, I think Furina will let him live because he's funny.

#genshin impact #Furina #Focalors #Childe #Tartaglia #Also killing another harbinger is not a good writting decision from my point of view

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mikalei · 10 months

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Do ya’ll just write smut and then stop midway so you can like breath and process how intense the scene is that you’re writing?

#scaramouche smut #kunikuzushi smut #scaramouche x reader smut #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #genshin x y/n #genshin wanderer #genshin impact au #genshin impact #smut #writting smut

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starsofabundance · 5 months

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Not my GIF!!

Heizou comfort headcanons.

FIRST TIME WRITTING HEADCANNONS

Also english is not my mother language so sorry for errors

GN!reader (for everyone to be included)

Fluff/Comfort (heizou comforting you)

Kinda ooc.

Really small. (Did this on my phone)

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• i think its obvious that you can't hide anything from him we can start by that.

• He will notice anything that you will do so if he see you even a bit sad.

• well... COMFORT PARTY!!! ok kidding but i see him making you stay in bed while making you tea with some appetizers.

• and while you eat he will try to make you laugh or tell you so storys about his job.

• "oh yeah have i told you about a robber that while running got stuck and when he finally got out his pants stayed so he continued running without pants"

• he will also go walking with you

• just you and him, walking in peace, and maybe having a picnic in the shadow of a tree.

• after all that he will ask you what happend to make you sad or irritated.

• but we also cant forget about his work but he will try to stay there for you.

• in the end your sadness will not be long with him there.

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First time, sorry bc its not long.

#heizou x reader #genshin heizou #shikanoin heizou #fluff #comfort #genshin impact #headcanon #First time writting

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angstyanemo · 1 year

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How they play with your hair PT 1

Can be read as platonic or romantic

Yae Miko’s part mentions bows and things that could be considered fem.

Albedo:

He is very used to helping Klee with her hair and an expert at braiding. He loves practicing different types on the both of you- from complex to simple- styles from Mondstadt to Natlan. Don’t worry about your hair being too short or the braids too small either, Albedo has very dexterous fingers and a very keen eye for detail due to his experiments.

Probably the one to invent hair detangler for Klee so it doesn’t hurt to brush after she’s been running around outside all day. He probably has notes on your hair type and how to take care of it specifically.

Collei:

She loves to make flower crowns. She was taught by a kid who was bedridden and was treated by Tighnari. It worked as a distraction for the kid and an opportunity for Collei to reclaim a piece of childhood she didn’t really get to experience. Tighnari might have been the one to subtly suggest it to the kid but he’ll never admit to it.

She’s so gentle with your hair at first that you can barely tell if she’s running her fingers through your hair or if there’s a slight breeze. Overtime she’d get more confident in her touches but still mindful enough to avoid hurting you.

Yae Miko:

She treats playing with your hair like a child does to a doll. Obviously, she has a bit more sense to not permanently damage your hair and her playfulness isn’t destructive… to you. She will put as many bows, hair ties, and clips into your hair as possible. It would look good if she focused on one thing but that isn’t her style. After she’s had a good laugh and shown you how absolutely ridiculous you look (in an affectionate way), she’ll happily take it all out and makes your hair softer somehow.

Will definitely tease you by whispering into your ears. Whether it’s something suggestive or just talking about people who visited the shrine, she knows the proximity alone can mess with you.

Xingqiu:

There’s only one correct answer for Xingqiu, your head in his lap with one hand holding a book and the other running through your hair. Preferably outside and as far away from his family or civilization as possible. He’ll also read out loud if you’re interested. Honestly, he probably brought a book that he thought you’d be interested in just in case this happened. He doesn’t mind if you fall asleep either. He will stay there until you wake up on your own or until there’s danger.

He likes brushing or even washing your hair for you. It’s a sweet little thing he can do for you and it gives you a moment with each other in the morning before having to face the world.

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #gn reader #albedo x reader #collei x reader #yae miko x reader #xingqui x reader #placeholder my writting tag #slight tighnari mention

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yoon-ssi · 11 months

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the traveler in hsr

gn!traveler x honkai star rail

warnings: none, (just nostalgia), comfort (by Jing Yuan)

word count: ~bit more than 2k

a/n: noticing shit in HSR and connecting it in GI made me do this, also Jing Yuan has me in a chokehold help (characters mentioned subtly/fully or included (spoiler alert): Herta, Asta, Mona, Pom-pom, Himeko, March 7th, Dan Heng, Sampo, Arataki Itto, Paimon, Yae Miko, Gorou, Tingyun, Welt, Yanqing, Xiao, Jing Yuan, Kazuha)

description: what if the traveler continued their journey with the astral express after Teyvat… here the traveler is in place of the trailblazer.

You were walking in Herta's space station getting familiar with your surroundings before it was time to leave with the Astral Express crew. You were sure you were not staying here with Herta so she could lead experiments on you, you didn't need to get experimented on. Moreover, just the thought of it reminded you of a certain Fatui Harbinger you met in Sumeru. The modern aspect of the whole station was something new you haven't seen in a while. It was interesting to see such different technology. Once you heard they had a museum at the station you wished to see it before leaving. You made your way into the big room, it was filled with various objects some of the past, some of other worlds, and some you didn’t recognize. Trying to understand your settings and your upcoming travels, you stopped in front of each of the relics. Once you finished reading a quote under one of them and went to move on to the next one, you caught a glimpse of something all too familiar. It immediately pulled you close Unable to control it yourself, you rushed to it, your eyes staring through the glass. The black feathers of the wind glider shined. The glider looked like it had worn before and had flown in the sky. You felt overwhelmed, not expecting to see it here, reminding you of everything and everyone you left behind… Your eyes dropped to read the description. As the words described the nature and surroundings of Monstadt you felt your heart tighten, a surge of pain and nostalgia pulling you under. You gently put your hand on the glass. Slowly you sat down leaning your head on the cool metal, allowing yourself to feel those emotions. You had your wings back now, and while they felt amazing; being reminded of how you used to glide down the Liyue mountain peaks, the Sumeru desert… so many places with the wind guiding you. It… hurt. You asked Herta if you could perhaps borrow it or just take it with you when you leave the station but were rejected. Not that you expected her to allow you something like that, but you had to… just had to ask at least. While fighting certain enemies the lead researcher Asta fought alongside you. Through spending more time with her, you couldn't help but giggle at her behavior. Her constant mentions of the stars since she is an astronomer and her spending habits reminded you of a certain astrologist who was once your close friend. So standing in front of the pink-haired girl with her shorter subordinate as she complained about her funds being unavailable you couldn't help but smile to yourself. She noticed you were looking at her endearingly and asked about it.

„Hey, trailblazer is everything okay?“ she smiled, „you're looking at me kinda strange“. You smiled in response your eyes turning into little crescent moons and answered „Ah.. it's nothing. I was just thinking of someone. You reminded me of them.“ You nodded as you ended your sentence. Asta nodded as well, smiling, and then continued the previous conversation.

The express crew seemed nice. Pom-pom was quiet but caring, Welt's way of speech reminded you of a certain older Archon, March 7th was sweet, Himeko seemed to be a very knowledgeable person and Dan Heng said he'd be happy to help with anything you needed from the archive. You assume the journey with them while... trailblazing would be enjoyable.

As the three of you set foot on Jario VI the snow felt comforting, reminding you of your adventures on Dragonspine. You were expecting to experience the effects of the sheer cold and leave in a short amount of time or find a heat source, but March and Dan Heng assured you it's normal and you wouldn't grow to be that cold. A goofy man is the first person you meet and his way of speech warms your heart reminding you of a certain Oni from Inazuma.

At one point you were walking around the Overworld and walked to a rail. You were gazing at the trash can since it was looking at you strangely but you did nothing about it, being a polite and respectful person. The guard looked at you weirdly and once you tried moving on past the rail he informed you it's not allowed at this moment.

In that moment you remembered how Paimon would always say „How about we explore the area ahead of us later?“ whenever you two would wander off too far… You looked down on the rail, then at the guard, and turned away. You were looking at the ground on your way back to the hotel. You kept seeing faces that seemed so familiar that it brought you comfort and a smile to your face, the way you'd see your friends in other people. And you continued to see similar people to them in the way they would talk, walk, behave, or simply their personality.

All the fights were normal something you already got used to before, and the life of trailblazers made sense. You were glad that it was also obvious that your goal was to help the nation or in this case the planet with their stellaron problem.

Xianzhou Loufu came as a breath of fresh air as well. Seeing Tingyun reminded you of the comment Yae Miko made to Gorou that if he took better care of his tail it could even be fluffier. You wondered if his tail would look like Tingyun's. The happy thoughts and memories helped you get through each day. The next day you were chatting with the general, Welt and March while standing in front of the hotel. As you were used to (so far) you were listening, paying attention to their words, this time there was no one above your shoulder to state shared thoughts and opinions. It felt quiet, an empty space that used to be filled. Occasionally, they would look at you to comment, and you'd say a few words but mainly keep quiet. So used to having a companion who spoke for the two of you. Especially since this language wasn't your native tongue, Paimon was helpful in these situations. It was an enjoyable conversation learning some information about the structure of the Luofu and the further plan for catching the Stellaron hunters. What you didn't expect was a smaller boy with blonde hair, the hairstyle just like an Adeptus general to run up to your conversation. He had a big smile on his face and a sword around his waist. His bright personality shined as he spoke and introduced himself. It all made you immediately think... he looked… he looked like… If you and Xiao had a child that's how you think the kid would look… and in that moment it broke your heart. Seeing someone like Xiao wouldn't break it because that isn't him just someone similar to him. But seeing a kid that looks like a son of you… You couldn't help the tears filling up your eyes. In that moment you knew you'd protect that boy with your life although looking at him breaks your heart.

Luckily the conversation seemed to be coming to an end as you were trying to fight the tears. Just before the first tear decided to drop the conversation ended and you managed to turn your face and walk away as the first tear fell.

You didn't notice the general looking at you the whole time since you set your eyes on Yanqing. He noticed your expression change, your smile turn fake, and your eyes fill with pain and tears. As he said his goodbyes to the others he quietly followed the direction you left in.

You sat on a bench a bit further away from the hotel. Your face in your hands, quiet sobs escaping your lips as your emotions and memories flood you. You softly mumbled his name once. „Xiao.“ Knowing you're not in Teyvat and he wouldn't come when you called… That fact alone made you sob harder, hot tears streaming down your cheeks as the pain cut you deep. You pulled your legs closer and leaned your head on your legs. In a couple of minutes, soft footsteps could be heard making you look up showing your face just enough to see who it is and if you're in danger.

You looked up and your honey-colored eyes met golden ones. The general had a worried look on his face. „Hey… mind if I sit?“ You nodded, wiping your cheeks and sitting properly again. As he sat down he looked at you „Are you okay? Your expression changed when you saw Yanqing.“ You took a moment to breathe and calm down your voice. „I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean to worry you.“ He looked at you with the softest eyes and offered a smile „I assure you it is no trouble.“ He spoke with a deep voice that soothed your ears. You sighed. Your intuition said he is a safe person to talk to. And so far you were never wrong so you decided to chat openly. „He, Yanqing looks like if me and a… ah..“ Your voice trailed off trying to find the right words. „If me and a person who means a lot to me had a child together.“ You knew how strange that sounded so you quickly added „His small face, hairstyle, wavy hair, and eye color are exactly like his, but the golden hair color is like mine…“ The general nodded and gently put a hand on your shoulder. „I understand you're not having an easy time adapting… some of my assistants said you are new to the Astral crew and spent years somewhere else before this.“ You nodded to his words. He took note you didn't speak much unless necessary, he was much more observant than you expected. You two sat in silence until you calmed down a bit.

He had many thoughts processing in his head, running through the things about you that seemed interesting and different in a way. Like the sword, you kept your hand on at all times. The blade seemed dull, without shine, old, used and it didn't make sense to him. You fought like a very skilled swordfighter, and your technique impeccable. He thought about offering a new sword or maybe offering a polishing up for the one you had but seeing how capable in fights you were he decided not to comment on it, an extraordinary fighter as yourself would have a good reason to use such a sword and he decided to not doubt you.

„After so many years of living and ah..“ You spoke softly, your voice soft and pained. „I connected to the last place I was. The people..“Your voice trailed off again and you sat in a comfortable silence which you desperately needed. Just someone to be there as you process your feelings.

Once he heard you say 'many years of living' he came to realization the you were closer to age that he was rather than the one your appearance claimed and your current crew thought you were. In the way you carried yourself, the few words you spoke it all confirmed that you were much older than you looked. After all, a person with a long life span can easily recognize another one like them.

The artificial sun started to set and you leaned your head on Jing Yuan's shoulder. He gave your head a few gentle pats as you two enjoyed the silence. Even for him, there weren't people of similar age. Both of you were just calm and sitting on some sort of leaf of peace in this storm that is life. You looked to the side and you felt a soft breeze rustle your hair and you swear for a second you hear a soft voice recite a haiku about the sea. You missed him too… as you took a deep breath in you leaned further onto the general. Maybe you would find some comfort in each other. You remained like this even when the sky got covered in bright stars.

It doesn't feel like what you had so far. The trailblazing was fun and you're enjoying it, the worlds, and the planets are nice to explore. You're making some friends and memories along the way (though, the friends didn't feel like the ones you've made so far) You tried to find hope in it. As fun as it was you didn't expect nostalgia to hit you this much. Furthermore, you didn't expect you'd ever be close to somebody like you were to people in Teyvat again. Yet here you were getting comforted by Jing Yuan. A new friend who seemed like the one that would stick around. Still as amazing as this all was, the Luofu, the Underworld, the Station, the Express… it will never feel like that, like Teyvat, this will never be that.

It will never feel… like home

(maybe you will hold on a bit tighter to Jing Yuan. So your breathing will get easier)

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ionely-galaxy · 1 year

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Last Moment

Starring: Zhongli x Dying!Readers

CW: Angst --? , warnings of death, blood, and horrible situations.

Summary: After a simple couple's arguments, you ran from your shared house, without knowing there's a hilichurl targeting you with a bow/crossbow (idk), two of that arrows are aimed right at your stomach. At least, your beloved, Zhongli, found you there (a little too late).

Words: 0.8k

A/N: This is my first fanfic (part two here!), I know it is worse. And, English wasn't my first language, so my grammar is messy. I cannot add too much character, because of my business and laziness. I'm still new in Genshin and the fanfiction world, please forgive me for some mistakes or misunderstandings I made.

With all your energy and effort, you reach the nearest tree, hoping to rest your back after that accidentally rough battle.

You lay your back at a tree, with a stomach full of blood, and the dark-cold weather shrouded around. Enemies were already defeated, but that arrow stabbed at the right time in the right place.

Didn’t want to think at this time, at your very last time. What you thought just, I would die without any rescue, or while being rescued.

While the vision blurred, there showed a silhouette of a gallant man—with an elegant brown suit, approaching you. “Y/N …?” his deep-husky voice sounds worried at the figure in front of him.

The man quickly ran to that figure and knelt beside you. Eyes shocked at your bloody tummy, quickly he places his BIG hand in there to avoid losing more blood.

A smile forms on your little mouth before speaking irregularly. “I, I don’t think I will live longer. But I j-just wanna say ….” That man cut your sentence.

“Sorry for saying this, don’t speak a lot when you can’t, that waste your energy. Y-you could survive if you had enough energy to get back to the city,” a panicked tone started heard at that man, while he still tries to be calm.

Tries to keep your smile showed, your looks don’t care about his warning. "I, I'm sorry for not listening to you, Zhongli. T-this would never happen if I just—"

"Now don't blame yourself, it’s still my fault, for not protecting you, which is our contract," Zhongli looked down, sigh. He continues. “So that means, I am the one who breaks our contract. I’m … so sorry.”

The silence after brings a self heart attack for Zhongli, but negative thoughts should the one who is afraid of him …. Well, I think no. “Darling?” a sound of panic and tremble from him makes the situation more intense.

You are closing your eyes, and that makes his worry level reach the max. He immediately checked your pulse; in the hope, you were still in this world.

“Don’t worry, Zhongli. I’m still here,” you chuckle in his action of worry for you. They two laugh a bit in the emptiness, and the silence comes back shortly after that. You’re just looking down at your legs, while Zhongli still places his hand on your tummy.

“I’m not thinking to live longer here. I just w-want to say, I-I love you, not anyone else j-just you. It’s ok to c-cry now, Love,” you said guilty of not listening to your beloved earlier.

Zhongli hooks his head and looks into your eyes. His free hand caresses your cheek before saying very softly, “Dear, even though you’re not living here any longer, you’ll continue to shine like gold in my memories. And absolutely, I love you too, with all of my heart, I love you. Sadly, I can’t really cry now, I’ve torn out my eyes after that argument,” he took a breath. “Stay safe in there, Darling, I love you.”

You chuckle at the way he’s saying ‘I love you’ for like … there times? Haha, for you it is romantic and cute at the same time. You look deep into his eyes, the amber color that makes you fall for him. Maybe it’s the last time you’ll see those beautiful eyes, you thought.

This is your last chance to hear his story, but those stories are too heavy for your mind right now. Instead of asking him some ‘history’, you take the initiative, to say this. “What would you do a-after this?”

“Probably, being the consultant of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, as usual. But I will always be learning about mortal activities and behaviors,” he said gently.

“You’ll always visit my grave, don’t you?”

Zhongli places a weak smile after your word, then nodded slowly. “As you wish, Y/N.”

You took his hand from your cheek, slowly came closer, and hugged him, you just wanted to feel that warmth one last time. “Then I can go peacefully. Say I’ll miss you to Hu Tao. Love you, Zhongli.”

You breathed your last. Your eyes are still slightly open, but there's no light in them, no life in those beautiful eyes. You died, in the arms of your beloved.

Zhongli holds your limp-cold body, safe and still. As he said before, he can’t cry right now, that makes his heart hurt so much more. “Stay safe, My Beloved. Maybe I’ll never find someone like you anymore, but you will continue to shine like gold in my memories.”

Finally, a tear forms at his eyes, down to his cheek, reach his chin, then fall to your shoulder.

He has lived for thousand years. Of course, he lost a lot of friends. But he never thinks of losing you, however, this day comes, and there is no way he's not crying.

#eve's writ #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin angst #genshin x reader angst #zhongli #zhongli genshin impact #zhongli x reader #zhongli angst #zhongli x reader angst #genshin fanfic #fanfic #i have fallen into a rabbit hole #send help

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blooming-peace · 1 year

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To not lose you (Chap. 2)

Pairing: Kamisato Ayato x Fem!Reader

Tags: Arranged Marriage

Wordcount: 1,3k

Warnings: Swearing, Miscommunication, OoC(?)

The marriage has been held at last.

It was nothing extremely fancy as one would expect, it all just followed the traditions of Inazuma, not many guesses. Both your families and some relevant members of the Tri-Commission. And you prefer it like this, if you were to be honest, however, there is something still bothering you greatly.

Ayato was still angry at you.

You’ll have to be dumb to not notice, he even didn’t even looked at you once you were alone in the room together.

“…I’ll go to sleep to another room...” you said, knowing he will also prefer if you didn’t share a room with him. He didn’t even nod at you, staying silent as you left to one of the guests rooms. It did hurt you, did he think of you so lowly to not even try and talk to you? You sighed and felt tears menacing to fall, but as always, you’ll just wait…

The following days were pretty much the same as before you married, Lady Kamisato trained you to over see most of the affairs expected of you, such as arranging the house finances, the retainers and handle some of the paperwork. It was not an easy job, but at least you showed to be a fast learner.

You also started training in the art of the sword with Ayaka, but it became quite obvious very quickly that you had no talent nor training when it came to weapons. Your clan was better known for being researchers and scholars than for their capabilities at combat afterall

But is this background that gave you the ability to read and understand documents very fast, you impressed both lady and lord Kamisato in the aspect of dealing with documents and paperwork. And how quickly you could come up with a solution.

“…let me asks for forgiveness in my son’s behalf…” the lady said, as you played shogi together “we thought this marriage was the best option since you both were close since childhood, but it seems our decision has been wrongly made, seen how he is acting…”

“There is nothing to apologise to, mother” she allowed you to call her that way “…Ayato is just displeased because it was all too sudden, I’m sure we will be able to be as before someday…”

“How are you feeling thought?” She asked in that sweet motherly tone

“…I was surprised at first, who wouldn’t?” you answered “Right now… it does pain me that he seems to be resentful towards me…”

The older woman just gave you a soft and reassuring squeeze on your hand, making the unconscious sad expression you made disappear.

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…It snowed that day…

The Kamisatos were at the Lord’s bedside, you slightly afar.

His father had passed away, yet, he didn’t allow himself to show any sadness at this very moment. …Not even when his mother followed his father a few days after…

You stood by his side, trying to be a source of support if he were to need it. But he only grew more determined, even more when he finally started hanging his hydro vision near him. Still, you were doing your best to make his now increasing job lighter.

Is obvious how worried Ayaka, Thoma and yourself are for him, but at this moment you understand. He wants to make sure his family is safe, that the Yashiro commission doesn’t fall as the other clans within it fight for power trying to pull him down so they can use him as a steppingstone. While the Kanjou and Tenryou commissions do about the same from the outside.

So you continue to do the best you can to support him, many of the retainers abandoned the Kamisato Estate before the lord’s passing, knowing the increasing turmoil the Yashiro Commission will find itself in, now with you both as the new young and inexperienced heads many more left. But you made sure to take care of those that remained, so their loyalty was seem rewarded. You also take upon yourself to teach and raise the still young Ayaka, while taking care of some minor works to lighten your husband’s load…

He still refuses to talk to you, even as he buries himself in work. If this is his way of grieving is very unhealthy, but you’ll support him as much as you are able to. You are the one that insist him the most to at least drink the tea you made, as you thank Thoma for making sure he eats. And you continued to do this day after day, night after night, trying to not become a load or another source of worry for Thoma and Ayaka.

Is at this very moment that a most unwanted letter arrived, from your own father, asking you to use your power as the new lady of the Kamisato clan to put yours on a better political position. You don’t know if laugh or cry as you read his words, asking yourself what if any power the Kamisato clan had left. It won’t be the last time he’ll send you a letter of this kind either, even after infinite rejections from your side, you wonder what can even go worst…

You knock the door that goes to your husband office, carrying tea for him as you usually do before going inside. He barely looks at you, but he seems to grab an envelop that you quickly recognise as one of your father’s letters, you quickly come to the conclusion a member of the Shuumatsuban must had given it to him. “…Care to explain?” his voice was dry and angry; you’ll be a fool not to notice. But you could also see the tiredness of his face.

“…There is nothing to explain, the letter says what it says” You shook your head tiredly

“I disagree, there is much to explain!” he frowned, raising his voice a bit

“So what?!” you hissed back “whatever I say you won’t listen anyways, you had not doing anything but treating me as a stranger ever since we married, so why is that now I owe you an explanation”

“Oh, well then I guess is genetical to be so self-centred and greedy” He huffed “I finally understand why you said you were glad to marry me”

“Do you think I wanted to be trapped in a loveless marriage? Because no, I don’t!” you finally snapped “When I said I was glad is you that I married is because at least you were someone I knew and hold dear, and no some stranger that could had perfectly be three times my age if not more!” you frowned now clearly angry, finally letting the bottle up displeasure and sadness his words had filled you with come up “I was happy because I knew you at least will threat me fairly, I never gave a single shit about your family’s power or money, even if is obvious my father does.” You left the tray of tea in his desk, before walking to the door “I had rejected around 10 letters for him asking the same thing” you paused “but of course, I’m a self-centred and greedy (L/N) as every other. I try to make you take breaks because all I want is your power and I try my best to aid you so I can gain influence” your tone was clearly sarcastic “…you are the biggest idiot on earth, Ayato…”

You left the room as you said those words, and now it was your husband who was left speechless in return. How could he be such a fool, he knew you weren’t like this, he always did, but he has been too self-consumed on his own pain to notice the pain he was inflicting you in exchange.

And now by his stupidly he is about to lose your friendship, if it hadn’t been lost already.

#kamisato ayato x reader #kamisato ayato #kamisato ayato x you #kamisato ayato x fem!reader #fem reader #female reader #writting #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact

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lupikekee · 1 year

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𝗛𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆! 𝗜'𝗺 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲<𝟯

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❛ ༉‧₊˚ 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞! 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

༘♡ ⋆｡𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 a 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.

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It was a another stressful day at the office, your boss, as always, had falsely accused you of not doing your paperwork even though your other coworkers could've easily debunk that but they didn't.

Backstabbers!

Sometimes it feels like you might've committed a war crime in your past life to have this kind of luck at your job. Nevertheless, you still need to eat. You just shrugged it off, not wanting to stress yourself even more.

You took out your keys and slid the key into the keyhole, twisting and opening it. You were met with the familiar cozy atmosphere of your shared apartment with your beloved husband, Thoma.

Something smells good! You were greeted by the smell of freshly baked cherry pie which lifted your somber mood. You smiled contently as you heard your husband's voice giggled and call out. "Welcome home m'lady."

You grinned as Thoma's head peaked out to admire you from the kitchen, soon showing his full body to you. He didn't even try to hide his face that lit up.

You walked up to the kitchen door frame to engulf him in a hug but as you approach, he gently placed his palms on your shoulder blades. Pushing you ever so slightly.

Confused, you glanced at his face pleadingly. He a had teasing gaze, "eww you stink." he made an ugly face in a mocking tone

Realizing that he was messing with you, you tickled his side which ultimately caused him to tumble and burst with laughter along the way down while kicking his feet in the air

He managed to pull on your leg which caused you to fall straight with him. A surprised squeak emitted from you. You stopped yourself from literally falling on top of him by planting both your hands on the floor, each besides his head on time.

You somehow ended up in a position that made it look like you were pinning him in a sensual manner. His eyes darkened with a stupid smug face that was able to make you blush profusely without fail.

"Atleast take me out to dinner first." he purred with a closed eye smile. "We're married dumbass." I struck a goofy smile without realizing

He laughed silently and stood back up, dusting his hands. "Not even helping me up?" you pouted, huffed and crossed your arms with your eyes closed, pretending to be offended.

He giggled and offered his hands which you gladly took and stood up with his help, dusting off any potential dust on yourself.

You remembered the magnificent whiff of pie earlier and with excitement, dashed through the kitchen. With Thoma trailing along of course.

The sight in front of you was one to behold, a steaming pie glazed with frosting sugar, golden brown crust with beautiful ruby like cherry filling.

The filling inside looked like it was almost bursting through the pie. You just couldn't wait to have a piece, but you had to be polite with asking for a slice, of course. Wouldn't wanna tamper with the MOST PERFECT PIE YOU'VE EVER SEEN!??!?

"May I have a slice, please? Please! Pleaseee!?" You were practically bouncing like a rabbit from how excited you were. Extra bonus for Thoma since your nose was twitching too!

Thoma found this quite amusing, never has he heard such a polite request from his usual chaotic partner, he held back the urge to tease the shit outta you. "Fine" he sighed dramatically, looking at the wall to be extra.

All of the horrible hours of work are forgotten at this point. You stood on your tippy toes and gave him a quick peck on the lips before dashing to get a plate!! You were starving after all!!

Thoma smiled in relief. He leaned against the kitchen door frame. Never would've he thought he could ever find someone so that truly filled the void in his lonely heart<3..

#genshin thoma #fanfic #genshin writing #genshin #genshin fluff #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin fanfic #genshin impact fluff #genshin x female reader #genshin x you #genshin imagines #writterscommunity #writting #writing #soft

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theautistichalflinghole · 9 months

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Fanfic concepts that im like 99% sure I'll never write (because im not a writer [yet]) but im writing them down in the hopes that someone will/has

they say you should manifest what you want so im just gonna write ideas, post it when i fall asleep and then add to it later with reblogs (if any of these exist or get written please reblog or ask to let me know and I will love you forever)

a fic with any combination of kujou sara/ei/yae miko/sangonomiya kokomi where sara is injured in battle and put into a coma or some sort of vunerable life threatening status, hurt comfort obviously becuase i cannot handle unhappy endings, preferably pre relationship so some realizations can occur, this probably wouldnt be too hard to find but there are some specific scenarious I imagine within this one such as: ei finding out about saras injury and shooting across inazuma in the form of lightening to get her, a little bit of political conflict if she were to get injured in watatsumi and is in kokomis care, and i did say any conflict but preferabbly all four??

kaebedo meeting as kids (rhinedottir wants to socialize her new experiment or kaeya goes about wandering the palace and finds him, what have you) and then recognizing eachother (or only albedo doing so) when A joins the knights

ORRR consider bebe kaeya meeting a prototype of albedo (rubedo fic writers im looking at you) who looks exactly the same so he is freaking out and albedo has no fucking idea why (and then, once they start dating, rubedo shows up and does... something)

razor/bennet/fischl sic fic where bennys bad luck makes it so he and fischl have medical procedues scheduled on the same day, and everyone else except for razor are busy while theyre in recovery, cute little sic fic opportunity, this can honestly work for any sort of illness or medical issue that makes you loopy or in pain but i personally would love t4t4t where fischl and benny are both recovering from un reschedulable top surgery

i know i literally just said i hate unhappy endings but consider... xiaoven ( or honestly any ship w/ xiao but thats the one i like) where xiao always expected to die and leave venti in mourning so he pushes him away.... and then venti fucking dies (or goes into eepy time for a while if you want amiguous or happy ending)

just more venti sleep fics, but specifically venti unexpectedly goes into one of his sleeps and his partner has to wait for him, not knowing if hell wake up in a few days a few years a few hundred years or ever... also consider venti falling asleep with his partner saying theyll wait for him, and then them being long dead/gone (opportunity for a reincarnation fic) (this one defiently exists in some form with multiple ships but like... papa me want more movie, also hard to fine because like what tags do i even search for with this is there a tag for venti goes to eepy?? "a mirmir venti (genshin impact)" )

Scara ship fic (chiscara??? please???) where they truly do not remember scara at all, no random tears no familiar feelings or suspicion, hes been entierly wiped. a bit of angst and mourning from scara before he decides he cant accept this and tries to make the first move and they slowly fall in love again. (Literally every fic ive read of chiscara has childe make the first move and I understand its because scara is the most emotionally constipated man to ever be written but I feel like them already being in a relationship pre wipe+ the backstory of him having lots of time in sumeru to heal would make it not tooo ooc)

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serelyly-hikari · 9 months

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You’re telling me that Wanderer doodles on his notes?

You’re telling me that the headcannon that sprouted from the idea that he knows and continues the isshin art in the distant future (as an act of atonement), the idea that made me go down a rabbit hole of “if he knows how to draw…he would totally doodle…”

You’re telling me that THAT it’s actually freaking CANNON?

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curawrites · 1 year

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Masterlist

Marauders

Headcanons

Perv!Marauders 2022/11/20

A very large rabbit 2022/12/04

Remus

Bunny cuddles 2022/11/13

Cuddling with wolfstar 2022/11/27

James

coming soon...

Sirius

Cuddling with wolfstar 2022/11/27

Wednesday

Xavier Thorpe

Secret Admirer 2022/12/11

A Gift 2023/03/13

Call of duty Modern warfare 2 remake

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Fantasies 2023/01/15

König

Oh my goodness girl oooooaaahh 2023/01/17

Philip Graves

Graves 2023/01/27

Wolf and Lamb 2023/02/23

My hero academia

Touya (Dabi)

Touya (Dabi) with an alt girlfriend 2023/04/12

Tenya Iida

Date night 2023/04/26

Five Nights at Freddy’s

Mike Schmidt

Babysitter 2023/11/13

Harry Potter

Slytherin boys

Potter 2024/01/07

How to train your dragon

Hiccup Haddock

Healing 2024/03/08

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comfort-questing · 2 years

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something which nobody may keep

whumptober day 3, "impaled."

inspired by one of my favs of @f-ai-n 's art ... a picture taken at precisely the moment of disaster

Ironic and cruel, Kaeya always thought, that Cryo was the cause of it; an Abyss Mage's ice blast glancing past him at precisely the wrong instant, as he'd scrambled up from a slip in the shallows of Cider Lake. Ironic, and cruel, and unexpected, in the moment when he felt his muscles lock up in frigid immobility, holding him in place as the next barrage hurtled towards him.

He saw the last of the sunset light strike golden-red through the shards of ice aimed at him and wondered, for a split second, if this was when he died. How disappointed Diluc would be, if he happened to look over just now from where he was matching blades with a handful of hilichurls further up the beach. How disappointed he would be, for that matter - he'd always hoped for something more impressive to show off to Celestia in exchange for the Vision at his belt -

He heard his name, then, a desperate shout from somewhere just outside his sight - "Kaeya, watch out!"

And then between him and the scarlet sunset, between him and the icy blades, between him and possible imminent humiliation before the eyes of the gods, his ridiculous overprotective older brother appeared, just in time and altogether wrong.

Kaeya could move again a moment later, and move he did, then - whirled out of the way and grabbed Diluc's shoulders to shove him clear as well, despite the ragged pained gasp Diluc made at the motion. And Cryo wouldn't serve him well as he charged forward, but his sword still would, and did - slashing through the last of the Abyss Mage's bubble shield and sending its body flying across the sand to land limp and motionless. The remaining hilichurls were making their retreat now, scattering to the nearby cliffs to lick their wounds.

"How was that?" he called over his shoulder to his brother by the shore line. "Enough to make you realize I'm not - "

But Diluc hadn't gotten up. He still knelt where he had been pushed, one hand to the ground, breathing hard and measured as if against pain; and beneath him, the sand and the lapping waves were turning ghastly red with blood. One deadly-sharp icicle had gone straight through him, its uneven point jutting out of his back just above his hip.

Kaeya flung himself down next to him, gathering him up as he crumpled forward. All the winds in the world seemed to be screaming in his ears, panic tightening his breath, but still he could hear Diluc's ragged breaths and feel his brother's body shuddering in his arms. The icicle was melting swiftly as the Cryo faded, and that meant every moment Diluc was bleeding out more quickly.

"Kaeya." Diluc's voice was a ragged ghost of itself, his eyes blindly blinking upwards. "Kaeya, are you - all right?"

"Of course, blast you." He wrenched the clasp of his cloak loose, pressing the slippery folds of fabric against Diluc's wound, trying to stem the blood flow. "What kind of stupid question is that? Think about yourself. Save your strength."

"Good. I - I was - so scared." Diluc smiled, weakly. "I told you - that anyone might need - backup sometimes." He coughed again, blood spattering his face and Kaeya's above him. "I'm sorry - that I wasn't more. Wasn't - what you needed, when you - "

"Stop talking." Kaeya spoke through clenched teeth. "I don't need your deathbed confession. Because you're not going to die, do you hear me?"

This time, Diluc didn't answer.

"Diluc." Kaeya felt his throat closing with terror, tongue clumsy in his mouth.

...How many times could the world fall apart and still manage to exist? But he of all people knew that death wasn't kind or polite, and the sun kept rising anyway, inconsiderately, and you had to get up and find something else to hold onto, over and over and over again...

But it wasn't time for that yet. Surely not yet.

" 'Luc, don't go. Open your eyes - "

The dusk was falling around them, the last of the sunset gone, and Diluc's blood black now in the dimness, on the ground and on his hands and his coat. He staggered upright, wet sand unsteady beneath his boots, Diluc limply motionless against him, and set off towards the city lights of Mondstat.

Kaeya didn't pray to the gods that had supposedly granted him his Vision, the ones who'd blasted his homeland in the distant past and taken both his fathers from him. He had never wanted to, or thought they would listen to him anyway, a damned and treacherous Khaen'riahn stranded under the wrong sky.

But that night he did, all through the swift winter twilight: begging for Diluc's whisper-thin rapid breaths to continue, for the makeshift bandaging of his cloak and Cryo-ice to hold sufficiently. Begging for his brother's life, because Diluc at least had always tried to do what was right, no matter how stupid it ended up being.

And later, he prayed too, in the light of the Cathedral candles, mutely and desperately with his bloody palms laid open on his knees, as Barbara's soft song echoed through his dazed ears and Jean and the doctor exchanged worried glances as they worked to piece his brother's torn body back together; and there was nothing left between him and despair save for that thin fragile hope.

He couldn't bear Jean's comforting touch on his shoulder, or the blanket Barbara tried to drape around him, or the tea Sister Grace tried to press into his hands; these were things you gave to people who were falling apart, and he wasn't, he wasn't. He didn't need to be, not yet. That would come later, if so.

...And maybe even a damned and treacherous exile could reach to Celestia, or close enough, because when daylight came Diluc was still breathing, and his cold fingers gave back some gentle pressure at Kaeya's touch.

So Kaeya laid his head down on the table next to his brother, to sleep in a world still unbroken, until they both woke.

#whumptober2022 #whumptober no. 3 #genshin impact whump #well and here I thought I had writ my lot of it already #guess this is the bonus round #crossposting to ao3 #crow writes a thing

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angstyanemo · 1 year

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“i would like to believe you”

A/n: yay so I’m finally posting my first Genshin fic. Uhhhh so here ya go. Idk what I’m doing so bare with my boomer-ness because I literally never post on any social media. And my procrastination since I told myself that I would try to post a fic every week this year. I’ve already made a concession to myself that I just have to work on a fic every week and have 52 full works in a masterlist. Tbf there’s stuff irl that’s really not helping but that’s just life.

Characters: Xiao and Kaeya

Tags: gender neutral reader, angst, and very tired boys who just need a hug and therapy

Xiao:

Your eyes land on his crouched figure in the corner of your shared room. His polearm haphazardly leaned on the wall next to him. You could see the small trembles and unsteady puffs of breaths he was taking, his debt rattling him.

You force yourself to walk over slowly, no matter how much you want to rush. When you get to him, you reach out to hold his hand and say, “You don’t have to go through this alone.”

“I would like to believe you”, his glowing eyes meet yours “but everyone else I cared about proves otherwise.” He drops your hand like it burns him and he disappears with his signature black smoke.

Kaeya:

You tried everything to distract yourself from Kaeya’s late arrival tonight. A short letter was delivered by a member of the Knights about a sudden change in plans. Kaeya had to go to the Winery as an intermediary for the Kights. No matter the reason, whenever he returns home, he has to deal with painful memories.

Many might assume that the most painful part of going back home would be interacting with his brother. While it was a part of the problem, it was more difficult to be somewhere where you don’t belong and aren’t wanted. That was all Kaeya felt while he was there, even had nightmares about it before his adoptive father’s death.

You knew how hard it was for him no matter how short the short the visit. It was no surprise when he did show up, his posture was slumped instead of his usual confident stride. You already tried to make both the couch and the bed as comfy as possible so it was easier for the both of you. You simply followed him to whichever spot he wandered over to so you could comfort him.

All you could really do is take your place next to him and be there. He was never really up to talking when he got like this. So you focused on more physical things like warm blankets, rubbing his back, running you hands though his hair, ect. Eventually, you felt a need to brake the silence. “I know you’ve made progress with your brother and I know that they can keep improving. Things might never be the same and that’s okay. You’re both different then who were back then. Perhaps that’s the key to forming a new bond instead of chasing something lost to the past.”

He just sighed slightly against you neck while hugging you and said, “I would like to believe you but I just don’t know if I can keep trying anymore. If I even want to.”

#genshin x reader #genshin impact #Genshin fic #xiao x reader #kaeya x reader #angst #look i did a thing #can’t believe I’m finally starting to post #gn reader #placeholder my writting tag

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ficsempai · 8 months

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Man’s named book. Love this.

#📕#genshin impact #fontaine genshin #this is so funny #im ugly laughing at all the name you don’t understand #this one is so tame #asian people writting french inspired characters is a whole genre #no shade i find that hilarious

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ionely-galaxy · 1 year

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Last Chance

Starring: Zhongli x Dead!Readers

CW: Angst, mentions of crying, and past memories, some deep words too. Let me know if I miss any!

Summary: It is just like two days after your leave. But even every hour he missed you. Which … makes him feel some kind of hallucination.

WC: 0.5k

A/N: This is a continuation from the past fanfic 'Last Moment', in here! But please remain that English is my second language, and I'm still new in Genshin and the fanfiction world, please forgive me for some mistakes or misunderstandings I made. Reblogs are appreciated!

How much time has been spent?

Do you remember the last time you're still in his embrace?

The time when breathing wasn't that easy again when you couldn't even feel your leg, when all the silence is the only noise.

Your 'leave' causes a mark that cannot be erased or accepted by the people, even him.

Bet that this timing was leaving the worst mark in his heart. But it wasn't your fault. After all, you're not as high as he is. You are the mortal.

And he is immortal.

Usually, in the Mt. Aocang the seat is taken by a couple in the warm afternoon waiting for sunset.

But this day, the seat just taken by one gallant-tall man with brown suit, at least that's what 'mortals' see.

Your smile always brings a peace for him, just like a field full of beautiful flowers with the wind passing through it.

But it feels like something has make that smile gone, something weird happened to you.

He sips to his tea, staring at you, until realize something strange. You're always looking down to the grass, feel so sad and quiet.

"Are you okay, Love?"

Your gaze eventually meets his. You blush a bit in shock, then turned away your head. Shaking head quietly, "Nothing."

His eyes soften in respond, he looked down at his drink, then said. "Don't worry about anything, Y/N. Everything has its own end. It is all my fault, my fault to be the first one asking your name. But please remember that ...," he sighs, lift his head to faced you.

"You'll continue to shine like--" he paused; you weren’t there. Reality slapped him very hard, maybe this was the thousand times it happens but, you. He loses you.

"--Gold in my memories, Darling." He continued, maybe you weren’t there, but he knows you're still listening to him.

Staring at the last place he sees you; he sighs. Closing his eyes as tears start streaming down his cheek. How is it? He’s loses more, even the special one. He didn’t what to think of anything,

The wind came crossing the mountain peak, and the wind blew a sheet of paper. Curved and beautiful handwriting is written on that sheet, and I’m pretty sure the content is as beautiful as it looks.

Born from the zero

'Till fly to the skies

It is all framed on the horizon

Shining brightest among the light

Just like how it is used to

Lighting the darkness in this heart

Warming the cold of emptiness

Farewell doesn't mean goodbye

Neither 'to be continued'

But a delayed ending

All you need to get is

Everything will be alright until the true end

From past sacrifice

Formed an endless love

And this recorded history

Creating a constellation of stars

You left as a rock, a nobody

But will be the most shining gold

In my memory, especially

You're mortal, and he is immortal.

You're blessed to meet him, while he cursed to meet you.

Immortality is a curse, that cannot be cured.

Do NOT repost, share, copy, or translate WITHOUT my name/permission.

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