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shroomi1e · 1 year

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❝ bouquet ❞

kazuha + albedo + zhongli + childe + xiao

summary: flowers and their meanings that represent genshin men

cw: fluff + angst throughout (heavier angst on xiao)

what i listened to while writing: bouquet - ichiko aoba

a/n: i honestly had a lot of fun researching floral language and learning different flower meanings. i definitely wanna do this again but i have another idea in mind so it might be a while before a pt. 2 lol. sorry again for the hiatus (as always) but i just wanna thank you guys for supporting the blog despite the lack of content 🩷

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kazuha | narcissus: until i finally see you again

even from afar, you are always at the forefront of kazuha’s mind. he makes careful brushstrokes on a maple leaf, writing in flowers how he misses you so dearly. and when the moon climbs up to the sky, he climbs up to the crow’s nest of the ship, praying to the wind to deliver his message to you. with a final gentle kiss to seal his words, he lets go of the leaf, watching it ride the wind toward you.

and in the days he misses you, the samurai often finds comfort in nature, all the little gifts from the gods reminding him of you. the way the delicate leaves sway in the wind is reminiscent of your soft hair in the wind as you lean over the edge of the ship, the sprouting cherry blossoms of inazuma are just like your rosy cheeks after you’ve read another one of his haikus, the quiet lamp grass flowers shine in the night just as your eyes do, the melody of the birds sounds just like your soft giggles as you lay next to him, and the way kazuha brushes away the dew drops in the early morning reminds him of your fingertips wiping away his silent tears at night when the nightmares are too much to bear.

“the gods must have molded you after this world,” he thinks to himself, “for your beauty rivals that of the flowers, birds, and all that is beautiful.”

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albedo | daisy: you have made me born anew

albedo has always known that he is different from the others. too different, in fact, to fit into society. he has neither mortality nor a human purpose, only a single mission given by his master: to find out the purpose and meaning of life. despite being a pure, pristine being, he can’t help but want to be dyed in your colors. for the first time, the alchemist feels human. the steady thumping of his heart, the warmth crawling up his cheeks, and his fingertips shaking, it’s all so new to him.

albedo finally understands what his master meant. rhinedottir had never wanted albedo to run on commands, but rather pursue something that gave him a purpose, that ‘something’ being you. that’s precisely why she abandoned him with the last mission, the last question. and despite having neither status nor money, what albedo does have is his time. in a world where a century feels like a minute, the world suddenly seems to spin slower as soon as you wrap your arms around him.

when albedo caresses you and takes in your scent and your warmth, he melts into something else. he wishes no longer to be the kreideprinz, but instead the human named albedo, a regular alchemist from mondstadt.

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zhongli | bluebell: my love for you is everlasting

the geo archon’s hand trembles ever so slightly as he slides the ring on your finger. your hands feel unbearably warm against his as you slide off his gloves, revealing his dark brown fingertips with veins of gold. when you push the golden band onto his ring finger, zhongli makes a silent promise to you.

he wants his love to be everlasting, to last longer than the rocky mountains of liyue, longer than the ancient monuments and ruins, and longer than his own soul can last. zhongli knows very well that you won’t be here for long. it’ll all be one ephemeral moment before you turn to dust, but your soul will always lie with him, in his heart. he’ll carve your words into stone, he’ll shape the mountains to your figure, he’ll mold the land of liyue after your beauty, and anything else it takes to immortalize you forever.

and when you finally have to leave him, zhongli sits at the stone table on mount aocang, waiting. every day he sits there, pouring two cups of tea and admiring the scenery of the stone forest ahead of him. he knows it’s rather childish; it’s already clear that you’re not coming back.

but the ever-so-rational zhongli can’t help but imagine. what if one day you trek up the mountain and greet him just as you always did? what if you sit next to him and begin telling him about your day, complaining about that same co-worker as you always did?

it’d be such there wasn’t a cup of tea ready for you if you were to come back…

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childe | cornflower: i crave your gentleness

childe doesn’t fear anything. mighty dragons, corrupted abyssal creatures, not even the higher-ranking harbingers themselves. he is bold as ever, always the first to raise his fists or his weapon, always the first to find himself a challenge. battered bruises and scars are routine to him, and the strength of his enemies excites him.

but why is it that he so easily crumbles beneath your touch?

it’s the way your fingernails barely kiss his eyelashes and graze down to the freckles on his cheeks, counting them one by one as if you were counting the stars in the sky, that makes childe afraid. your touch feels so soft, so gentle that he fears that you might turn to dust, that this might all be an illusion of his dreams.

childe’s arms sit like lead by his side, unable to reciprocate your serene affections. what if his skin doesn’t reach yours, and he instead realizes you are a ghost? what if you shatter like porcelain under his touch? please, please just stay by his side. he doesn’t care if you are real or not, just keep giving him those same gentle touches as you are now. just at least until he falls asleep, where he can meet you in his dreams.

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xiao | sweet briar: i am wounded, and yet you're here

though most people believe the hardest battles are between xiao and the demons, it is between xiao and himself where he most struggles. every day is a tug-of-war between him and his masked self, a battle that determines whether or not he can resist the corruption that has piled up within his soul. and yet he always manages to win by a hair.

but of course, xiao has his weaknesses as well. there will always be days when his nightmares claw at his body and attempt to tear him apart, where the wails and screeches from tormented souls echo in his head. he can feel his mask getting tighter, almost as if it’s suffocating him for his sins. but xiao knows you’ll always be there. he knows you’ll come running towards him, ripping his mask off, which is now stained with tears. he knows you’ll wrap your arms around his body, kissing his forehead while muttering sickly sweet affections.

even on the days when he half expects you to not be there, you always manage to find a way. this is why xiao made his promise to you, to always be at your beck and call, even through worlds and universes. even if he's battered and frayed, he wants to embrace you at your lowest, just as you always do. whether he survives isn’t important, as long as he spends the last moments in your arms.

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a/n: i didn't mean to make zhongli's much longer than everyone else's, it just kinda happened... i wanted to add pictures of the flowers but for some reason tumblr just won't let me :((

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particular-one · 1 year

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genshin men with their s/o as taylor swift songs

synopsis. assigning a taylor swift song to the following characters with a brief scenario of their relationship with reader. genre. mix of fluff and angst. characters. childe, kaeya, zhongli, al-haitham, and thoma x reader (individual) author's note. if you can't tell, she's my biggest writing inspo. if you guys want other genshin characters for this, lmk!

childe.

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ THE GREAT WAR. he was a fatui harbinger, you were a sole survivor of a fatui-orchestrated attack on your village and is now seeking for revenge. you and childe were the epitome of cat and mouse - but the both of you enjoyed the thrill of a chase. the both of you constantly came across each other during your travels, that it’s almost comical how destiny is pitting you against each other. you were always teasing him, and vice versa. he talked about his family back home, to which you gladly listened — but those sweet moments are always fleeting due to the nature of his job, which he never disclosed to you. it pained and annoyed you, being left in the dark, especially when you were starting to fall in love with him. when childe knew of your story, he knew he would do anything to keep his secret … well, a secret. he really took a liking towards you, and he couldn’t bear to see the look on your face if you find out. for now, he was willing to be the hand you reached for whenever you were having a nightmare about your past.

kaeya.

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ MINE. you had been dreaming of becoming a knight ever since you were a child, to be a protector of the weak. you loved everything about the knights of favonius, but the last thing you expected to love the most is the charms of mondstadt's cavalry captain. it did not help that you had just gotten out of a bad breakup and the last thing you wanted was another whirlwind romance to end in flames. despite this, kaeya was rather .. different. though he constantly teased you, he actually respected your boundaries and never tiptoed across them. it took you months and years before you realized just how much you've fallen for his whims, which scared you at first. but with every drink, every laugh, and every moment you shared with kaeya, it was undeniable. kaeya, who had liked you since, was pleasantly amused to see your gradual affection for him. though the chances of failure were high and risky, considering how you wanted nothing to do with romance, he still fell in love with you, a careless man’s careful daughter, and he wanted nothing more than to call you his.

zhongli.

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ SWEET NOTHING. you were a regular liyue citizen. there was nothing special about you, except for your passion to write poems. you were friends with hutao, which is what got you acquainted to zhongli. it was love at first sight for you, which was embarrassing for you to think about now. the both of you hit it off immediately, but you kept all your feelings to yourself - though you were painfully obvious, hutao notes. you shared zhongli some of the poems you wrote, to which he compliments and praises highly. you summoned up the courage to finally dedicate one to him, which was what got you guys in the soft and tender romance. it was like a fairytale ending, but you never knew of the secret that zhongli hid. although you fell first, zhongli fell harder. he loved each and every poem you wrote for him. when he was feeling forlorn, he would read a poem you wrote for him. when he was happy, he would still do the same. he only wished he could whisper all these sweet nothings to you, not to your tombstone.

al-haitham.

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ MASTERMIND. you and al-haitham were one-sided academic rivals, and you were determined to see him fall. maybe, that's why you got along so well with his senior, kaveh, but that was besides the point. you schemed long and hard, until you figured it out! romance! it was outside of the rationality that al-haitham prepared for, which should trip him up. and so, you resolved to make him fall in love with you to distract him - while you swoop in and become one of the best students the akademiya has ever seen! ... except, the more you spend time with al-haitham and attempt to woo him, the more your plan is turned against you. but that couldn't be! you had planned to make him fall, not for you to fall in love with him. while you were too caught up in your master plan, al-haitham had been many steps ahead of you. while you laid the groundwork, there had been a wide smirk on his face - he knew the entire time. al-haitham was amused just by how you would make him fall, without knowing that he, too, was getting strung along to becoming your future partner.

thoma.

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ INVISIBLE STRING. you were thoma's childhood best friend. you always spent time with him during his mondstadt days. the both of you were a dynamic duo, but you always felt something more for him. you never got to summon the courage to tell him, though. you did not want to risk your friendship with thoma by overcomplicating the circumstances. when he got stranded in inazuma, your worry increased tenfold and you hadn't heard from him since. it was only when you received a letter with a sakura petals that you cried in relief - that he, the man who still had your heart, was alive. you exchanged letters until you decided to take a trip to inazuma once the borders reopened. your reunion was a rollercoaster -- and you couldn't help it but confess everything to thoma, no matter the risk. thoma had never thought of how attached he was to you until the day he left mondstadt. you never left his thoughts when he was in inazuma - almost as if there was an invisible string tying you to him. it only hit him why he cared about you this much when you reunited with him again, with your words like music to his ears - he cared about you so much and he never wanted to let you go.

written by carlyle (@particular-one). copyright: all content belongs to particular-one on tumblr (2023)

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gravessyard · 2 years

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Birthday Poptart

Notes from the Crypt: Happy birthday Tartaglia! *shoves him off a cliff* jkjk, or am I? I wanted to do something for his special day. Yes, I am still quite ill so this fic took off on a completely different direction than I expected so I may have to add a second chapter, but regardless, I hope you enjoy

Tags: GN!Reader, angst with some fluff sprinkled in

Summary: All you wanted to do was spend his birthday with him

Two weeks. You spent 2 weeks wracking your brain for ideas on how to celebrate Childe’s birthday only for it to go down the fucking drain. You sighed hard, swirling the glass of wine you had in your hand as you sank further into the warm bubble bath that was drawn for you, thanks to your generous host who welcomed you into his home after he found you wandering the streets of Liyue, soaked to the bone from the storm. You chewed on the inside of your cheek, the pain is a nice distraction from the ache that is now the hole you feel in your heart, the very one Childe carved out himself. You thought you had a great plan, a nice candlelit dinner at home, a bubble bath with some oils and fresh flowers you spent at least a good hour meticulously picking and sharing wine underneath the stars! Hell, you even thought of going further should the mood strike, but it would seem the gods had something else planned for you. He had work, he said. He’ll be home late, he said. Let’s celebrate tomorrow, he said, and while you were disappointed, you still happily agreed, simply content that he was still willing to celebrate his special day with you even a day later.

You scoffed into the wine glass as you took a sip, thinking back to how he kissed your cheek this morning but ignored the empty feeling it left behind, like he did it as some chore. At the time you thought nothing of it, too caught up with changing dinner plans since Childe seemed to want to postpone the grand birthday dinner. It was no issue to you, all you had to do was pop into town to grab a couple of vegetables and some meat and cook something simple that you can save for him when he comes home. What was meant to be an easy trip ended up turning your life upside down, as when you were in the middle of picking out radishes from Chef Mao, you heard the unmistakable laugh of your boyfriend. Confused, you looked around the busy street to catch him idling nearby, his arm around the traveler’s shoulders. You wondered for a second if they had crossed paths just now when you felt your heart drop, watching Childe pull them close to press a kiss to their cheek, and then another to their lips. You didn’t even realize you had dropped the radishes you were holding, Chef Mao calling your name with concern.

“y/n? hey, are you alright?”, Mao asked, walking around his place behind the booth to your side, where he gently placed a hand on your shoulder and finally broke you from your spell. You whipped your head at him, eyes wide and glassy and stuttered out apologies, quickly gathering the radishes you had dropped and giving him possibly way too much mora before mumbling something about being in a hurry and rushing off, unable to stop the tears from flowing freely down your cheeks. You weren’t aware if Childe had seen you, nor did you really care as you know exactly what you saw, and you certainly didn’t want to stick around for an encore. Your mind was in shambles, cursing not only yourself but also the man who apparently preferred to celebrate his birthday with the traveler rather than with you. While you were walking with no destination in mind, you were also piecing together the times Childe claimed he would be held up at work or the nights he came home at ungodly hours, it became clear as day that he didn’t need to work overtime hours with how fucking rich he already is, he was just using that as an excuse to go meet up with the traveler! And you let it happen for months! You choked back a sob, stopping in the middle of the bridge before the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor and going to the ledge, suddenly feeling nauseous. You didn’t register the rain that was now soaking through your hair and clothes, too numb to notice you had begun to shiver and teeter a little too close to the edge, you couldn’t even register the rushing footsteps approaching you until you felt a hand roughly tugging you away. You shrieked, losing your balance, and falling into a pair of sturdy arms.

“y/n? What on teyvat are you thinking? It’s highly dangerous for you to be that close to the ledge!”, Zhongli sternly scolded you, the poor heart attack you gave this man when he exited the parlor and looked to see you practically about to jump. He couldn’t think of any reason why you even would, which only made him worry even more as he looked you over carefully, making sure you weren’t physically injured. He gave you quite the fright too, enough to make you sob hard in his arms, your own arms struggling to hold the radishes you were still cradling for dear life.

“Ajax… I saw him… k-kissing the… the traveler”, you whimpered, and Zhongli’s shoulders began to relax, his worry of you trying to throw yourself off the bridge morphing into worry that you had been a witness to adultery. He rubbed your shoulders, mentally wonderig how cold you must be and quickly began to usher you away, straight to his place. Being romantically involved with Childe, you had also made friends with Zhongli, so you were no stranger to his abode, it was a humble little place, nice and cozy for someone like him. You had even joked with Childe, telling him if he was ever caught cheating then you’d move in with Zhongli because his place was so nice, how unaware you were back then. Zhongli welcomed you into his home, not caring that you both were soaking wet as he coaxed the radishes you were holding out of your grip and onto the side table, the sounds of your sniffling and sobbing was breaking his heart, you didn’t deserve to have this happen to you, so he made it his personal mission to make sure you are very well taken care of.

“y/n, may I have the honor of taking care of you tonight?”, he asked gently while he held your hands as if you were made from porcelain. You sniffled, remaining silent for a few seconds before nodding, and with a squeak you were lifted bridal style into his arms and carried into the bathroom where he began to draw you a bath. You fiddled with the hem of your shirt, feeling drained from all the crying as you watched Zhongli pour all kinds of stuff into the filling bath, it was kind of therapeutic. Milk, flowers, dried fruits, oils and bubblies, the room was beginning to fill with steam and the heavenly scent of his concoction before he deemed it satisfactory enough and straightened up to look at you.

“Please step in and relax, I’ll return shortly with some wine. I recently acquired a bottle recommended by a friend in Mondstadt and I would like to get your opinion of it, so if you’ll excuse me”, he bowed his head before leaving the bathroom, giving you the privacy to peel your wet clothes off and step into the water. To say the temperature was perfect would have been an understatement, you felt like you were being hugged by a blanket fresh out of the dryer. You sighed out, dipping low enough to keep your chin above water and just soak before you heard knocks on the door after some time.

“Come in”, you called out, Zhongli enters with two glasses of wine in his hands, passing you one that you gratefully take and sipped. It was smooth, semi-sweet and doesn’t attack the taste buds, which you appreciated since you weren’t a fan of bitter wines. You noticed your host had changed into silk pajamas as he took a seat on the edge of the tub, sipping at his wine and giving you an expectant look. It was a look that told you he was ready to listen, and you couldn’t help but give him an appreciative look before laying your breaking heart out for him. You told him everything, from the times Childe had lied to you about work to seeing him kiss the traveler today, and he simply nodded while you spoke, taking sips of wine in between and even extending his hand out to you when your voice began to crack, tears threatening to fall again. He ran his thumb over your knuckles while you ranted at him, pitching in his opinions, and expressing immense disappointment in Childe over this outcome of your relationship until you both fell into a comfortable silence.

“I’ve laid out some clothes for you in my bedroom, when you finish up come meet me in the kitchen while I prepare a hot meal for us to enjoy”, he stood and once again bowed his head, a gesture you couldn’t help but smile at while he left you alone. You took a moment to soak in silence, the water long gone lukewarm, but you paid it no mind, you mostly wanted to gather your thoughts for yourself. You scoffed at the kiss Childe gave you this morning, it was definitely different than the one you saw him give the traveler earlier. You finished your wine along with your bath, draining the water and tossing out the rehydrated fruits before wrapping yourself in the robe that thankfully Zhongli keeps in his bathroom before stepping out and making your way to his bedroom. You thought of proposing the idea of rooming with Zhongli while you searched for a place of your own, archons know you don’t want to continue living with Childe if he was just going to keep stringing you along like he currently is. You stopped in your tracks when you saw the matching pajama set that was laid out on the bed, your emotions getting the better of you and you began to sniffle again, chuckling to yourself while you got dressed and walked into the kitchen where Zhongli was finishing up a simple dish of radish veggie soup using the radishes you were clinging onto earlier. You were grateful to have met a man like him, his friendship was something you treasured and even now, when you’re at your lowest, he’s been nothing but a gentleman and doting on you, you were beginning to think that maybe you had made a mistake in choosing Childe to date.

“Zhongli… Thank you, for everything”, you began, giving him a teary-eyed smile and your cheeks flushed slightly when he cupped your face in his hands, wiping away any stray tears and giving you a warm smile.

“You need not thank me; I’m simply doing my duty as your closest friend and confidant… Now sit, we’ll eat and maybe head to bed? You must be exhausted after today’s ordeal”, he laid a hand on your lower back while he ushered you to sit, preparing a bowl of soup for both you and himself and sitting across from you to enjoy dinner.

“Hey ‘Li… Can I stick around for a while? I don’t think I wanna… go back to Childe’s house after today”, you asked sheepishly, pushing your spoon around the bowl. Zhongli didn’t hesitate to agree, putting your heart and mind at ease and even suggesting he accompany you to retrieve your belongings if you liked. You nodded happily, flashing him the warmest smile he’s ever had the pleasure of seeing and making idle conversation while you both finished dinner. After the dishes were washed, he insisted on sleeping on the couch while you took his bedroom but couldn’t deny your request of sharing a bed after you held onto his sleeve, a sad look in your eyes over the thought of sleeping alone. He held you that night, whispering all the fun things you both can do after you move in until you fell asleep.

Morning came quicker than you anticipated, waking up from a dreamless sleep, you could still feel the fatigue in your muscles as you took in your surroundings. You stretched a hand out to feel for Zhongli but felt something cold instead. Confused, you sat up and picked up the cold metal, looking at it and all at once you felt like the air was punched out of your lungs. Tucking it into the waistband of your pajama bottoms, you met Zhongli back in the kitchen where he was preparing breakfast, and afterwards you both changed and made the way back to Childe’s place. You were half hoping he was home, possibly concerned that you hadn’t returned the night prior, but you were hurt and frustrated when there was no sign of him, instead there was a note saying he missed you and he was once again, going to be late coming home. Zhongli made no comment on the subtle drop in temperature, instead asking where you two should begin and you lead him into the bedroom you once shared with Childe and began to gather your things. You two worked in silence, Zhongli packing your items in the luggage you provided while you silently wiped at your eyes and nose, you could feel your blood grow colder the longer you stood in this space that held so many memories. Despite the time you spent with the harbinger, you didn’t have a lot to your name, which you supposed could be a blessing now since it meant you didn’t have to return. Zhongli carried your luggage for you out of the house, but before you could step further you faced the home you once called yours and stared at it, the hurt and pain that Childe put you through fueling your new vision to allow you to thrust your hand out and encase the entire home in ice.

“Take that, asshole”, you puffed out, turning on your heel and following Zhongli back to your new home. He made a mental note to congratulate you on your new vision while you both began a new chapter in your lives. Somewhere in Liyue, Childe got the coldest chill up his spine he’s ever experienced and felt something was terribly wrong.

Epitaph: This piece can also be found on AO3. Oops, accidentally made it zhongli x reader, hence why I may need to add a second chapter, but hey congrats on your new vision! It's weird how I write a lot about cryo vision lmao I'm really hoping this isnt just a jumble mess because I'm still really fucking sick lmao I just couldn't resist writing something that involved our favorite harbinger, even if he barely made an appearance asdhfk

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hiistoriiaa · 9 months

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Crossing Over

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Characters: Zhongli, Hu Tao, Xiao, mention of Guizhong. Canon compliant.

Tw: angst, death (but with a happy ending)

ao3 link here

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“Good morning, Director.”

“Good morning Zhongli!” The director cheered, waving to the older man who strolled through the doors. He said that every morning, and every morning, she responded with some version of a greeting. She tried to spice things up within his strict routine. Zhongli liked his routines …

She was good to him . He started working for her about ten years ago when she was just fifteen, when her grandfather was still alive. After he passed, Zhongli helped her plan the funeral, as she was too shaken to do it herself. He was good to her .

“A beautiful day, isn’t it?” he commented, opening the windows and letting a breeze in. It was a normal comment, yet it made Hu Tao feel uneasy. He hadn’t said that before. He usually walked in, made them both tea, and sat down in the little loveseat she had purchased for him when he started, and would read the paper.

“Uh, yeah..” she squinted at him, making a face. What was with him? She scrambled out of her chair and went to lean against the windowsill with him, looking at the harbor. He was right, it was a beautiful day. The clouds were few but fluffy and bright, the sky was a beautiful blue, and the crests of the ocean waves sparkled with sunlight. “It sure is. What makes ya say that? Are you not gonna go make tea and relax?” She nudged him playfully, looking up at him.

Hu Tao wasn’t stupid. She knew he didn’t age. She knew about adepti, about the mysterious traveler’s adventures, about the archons. She knew all those years ago that the geo archon wasn’t truly gone. She could feel it in her bones, that Liyue still had his spirit. But… she also wasn’t stupid . She could tell that her beloved employee was growing tired. Coughing. Walking with a cane. He was hanging on, just like Liyue was.

“Today, I believe I will observe what is good.” He said, looking down at her. His eyes were wise. That was another tell of who he was. “It is a special day, Director Tao. I believe you should appreciate it as well. Join me for a walk?” It was more of a statement than a question, and who was she to say no? Their schedule was clear, so she looped her arm with Zhongli’s before strolling out of the parlor, locking the door behind them.

He took a breath after a moment, surely preparing himself for the ramble he was about to make. “When I was young, I would stroll down these streets with the woman I loved. She loved this place, and taught me to as well. She passed away in my arms years ago, but she hasn’t been forgotten. Her light, her spirit… it lives on in Liyue.”

“I bet she was wonderful,” Hu Tao commented, patting Zhongli’s wrist. She wasn’t the best with affection sometimes, especially now since she was still feeling out what exactly was up with him today. “She was. She reminds me of you, in some ways. So adoring of human spirits.” Hu Tao hummed in response, smiling a little, wondering how many years ago he was speaking of.

“I met General Alatus later, and all of his family. He’s the last one. Please, keep care of him. He’s like a son to me. We protected this place, and I am so proud of what it turned into.” He strolled over the pond, up the stairs, over to a balcony that overlooked Liyue. It was beautiful, the sun still somewhat cool in comparison to the midday heat.

“Zhongli..” she turned to him, giving him a look. “Tell me what’s going on.” She said, placing her hand over his, meeting his eyes. They were pretty.. Deep.. intelligent.. The color of geo.

“Hu Tao,” he sighed, a small smile on his lips, “you know me quite well. I do not take it for granted. I have always felt comfortable around you, as I have known your family since they migrated to Liyue Harbor. I appreciate your dedication to the community, and all that you do for me. Letting me work for you… letting me spend time with you… paying me to do barely anything. You looked out for me in my eldest age. Thank you.”

At once, it hit her what he was talking about. Her heart sank to her stomach, her neck tightening up as she bit back her emotions, not wanting to interrupt his speech for long. She managed to get out, “It’s been my pleasure,” voice quieter and shakier than she intended it to be.

He chuckled, the warm sound putting her at ease. It didn’t erase the sorrow, but it felt nice. “I am sure you are aware of erosion. Of the cliffs, of history, of archons.” Zhongli looked out again, the sun lighting up his face. A memorable face, a familiar one. “I have been living with it for a long time now. It is tiring, I admit, but I go through the weeks knowing my days are worth living. Now, I do believe the fatigue has finally caught up to me. Hu Tao,” he paused, turning to her, “Would you cross over with me? To make sure I get there safely. With Guizhong. With my friends.”

She didn’t know what to say. She looked up at him, nodding a little. “Of course, Zhongli.” Hu Tao’s flowered eyes were overflowing with tears as she stepped forward, throwing her arms around him and hugging him tight, close to her. She hadn’t really thought about it, but he had occupied the hole in her heart that had formed when she lost her family. He kept an eye on her, made her laugh, and made sure she got home safely. She didn’t know what to do without him, really. In her mind, she had thought that he’d always be there, since she knew who he was. But, she knew death was a part of life. An inevitable one.

“You’ll be okay,” she assured him, voice muffled, tears most definitely leaving little wet spots on the nice suit he wore. “You’ll get there safely, okay?” She pulled back after a moment of embracing each other, looking up at him. He wasn’t scared. He was ready. It was his time, and somehow, she felt that too (even though she didn't want to feel it).

“I will be. Like I said, Guizhong isn’t really gone. I won’t really be gone, either.” He assured her, sitting down. He struggled a little to sit on the ground, his expression frustrated for a moment. Not as spry as he used to be, chucking mountains and meteors at enemies. Age isn’t forgiving. Time isn’t either.

She sat down next to him, getting comfortable as he did, his back resting against a rock. “Are you comfortable?” she asked, to which he nodded, a little smile on his face, giving her a look that said no need to fret over me . “Can you hold my hand?” Hu Tao asked, reaching out, lacing their fingers together, her rings catching on his glove a little bit. “Okay. I know you’re.. Different, so just.. When you’re ready, you can let go. I’ll be there, okay?”

He sighed deeply, the tension in his shoulders releasing as his eyes fluttered closed, the gentle expression on his face not leaving. He seemed content, so Hu Tao followed, eyes closing, squeezing his hand. When they opened, they were in a different realm. There were trees with orange leaves bordering a path paved with rocks and little plants. It was so welcoming.

Everyone’s paths to the other side were different. She had seen different regions, different settings, different weather, everything. This place felt almost magical, maybe because it was for an archon. “How are you feeling?” she asked, looking over at him. He didn’t look like his old, human self. He looked like Morax, the one she had seen in textbooks, who was sitting still as stone on top of statues of the seven. All her suspicions were instantly confirmed, shocked at the god in front of her.

“Divine.” he responded, heading towards the path. He knew what he had to do, where to go. There wasn’t really anywhere else to go. She looked down at their hands, still linked. She’d hate to let go.

“I’m glad.” she said, walking with him. “You know, I wanted to thank you again. For looking after me, too. It went both ways, with us. I’ll never forget you, Zhongli.”

They met the end of the road far too soon for her liking. Hu Tao kicked her shoe in the dirt, procrastinating for just a bit more time with the man. “I’m about to let go. Are you ready?”

Zhongli.. Morax… nodded his head once, the same expression adorning his features. Content. He paused, looking at the light for a moment before looking back at her. “Be well, Hu Tao.”

His hand dropped.

The director opened her eyes, seeing the suit he wore and kept so tidy sitting in a pile of sand, pebbles, and dust. This must be the gods' erosion, she realized. She wasn't sure exactly what to do next. She picked up his suit and shook the dirt out of it, laying it over her arm. Then, she scooped up a handful and held it carefully within her hands, not wanting the wind to blow any away. She trekked back to the funeral parlor, extremely aware of just how alone she was. How she’d walk back into the building and not smell the tea he’d made, but only the breeze of the harbor from the open window.

He wasn't really gone.

A few days later, she called for Xiao. He showed up like he always did. He knew already. She eyed him over, figuring out how exactly he needed comfort. If she wasn’t careful, he would claim he didn’t need or deserve any comfort, mutter something about karma, and disappear. So, she decided to tease him about his real name, Alatus, being revealed. He made a face of shock and disgust before scolding her, not meaning any of the sharp words. He knew she knew, and in his way, he was comforting her right back.

For the following years that came and went, the adeptus visited her frequently. He found comfort in the parlor just like the archon did, appreciating the tea, the sea breeze, and the familiar suit that was displayed behind glass.

#zhongli #Morax #Hu Tao #xiao #Alatus #genshin #angst #genshin angst #erosion #genshin impact #gi #imsorry #Hu Tao x xiao #Hu Tao x zhongli #zhongli x xiao #canon characters #canon compliant #character death #wangsheng funeral parlor

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yeiko-za · 1 year

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It may not look like it, but it's a drawing for his birthday

#digital art #art #genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact fanart #genshin fanart #genshin icons #genshin impact art #genshin zhongli #zhongli #kaeya headcanons #diluc and kaeya #kaeya fanart #gi kaeya #kaeya alberich #genshin impact kaeya #kaeya angst #genshin kaeya #kaeyagenshinimpact

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oikharou · 1 year

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WAIT FOR YOU

warnings: angst & comfort ?? + slight cursing

"it's very obvious that you two like each other so much, so why don't you say 'yes' to him already?"

his ears perk up at the question thrown to you by your friend. he didn't mean to eavesdrop, he was just passing by to hopefully see you after school hours. he was leaning on the wall beside the door to your clubroom and was listening every bit of it.

a minute passed and you were still silent, unable to find the right words to answer your fellow member's question. he has always told you that he will wait for you until you're ready to love again.

"i'm scared." you meekly replied as you fully stopped whatever you were doing. they were even more curious about your vague answer, especially him. "why?" they asked once more.

you let out a deep sigh. "i like him really, i really do. it's just that, if i love again, am i still going to be the one who'll chase them in the end if i show them how much of a vulnerable person i am? am i still going to be the one who'll beg the other person to stay if they ever try to leave? am i still going to be the heartbroken one in the end all because of my sensitive emotions?"

they were silent for a while but you continue to spoke. "my ex(es) left me because i show too much of my emotions. they got so sick of me being 'annoying' all because i'm showing them how i love and care for them."

"and when he showed up the time that i told myself 'i am never going to love anymore', i crumbled when i realized that i'm catching feelings for a person again. when he shows me how much he loves me, i push him away because i'm so scared and damn i feel bad that i'm doing that but i couldn't help myself. it's been so long since i built high walls to anyone who shows interest in me only for him to break it all down because i let my feelings get the best of me."

you hid your face behind your hands as you try so hard not to cry. "the heavens above did not hear my wishes to never love anymore but here i am, completely in love with him."

"he told me that he'll wait for me, which i completely doubt because i've heard that fucking phrase so many times now—"

"but isn't he the type of person to wait for you?"

your friend cut you off, making you look up to their eyes staring at yours. "i- no, we, always see how sincere and genuine he is to you. that smile on his face whenever he sees you, that frown on his face whenever you push him away but he doesn't budge and still reaches out for you, that actions he always makes whenever he's with you, it's all obvious y/n. he's the type of person to wait for you even if it takes an eternity to do so as long as he's with you." they exaggerate a little, but it's true.

him, on the other hand, agreed to what your friend said. 'until you're ready, he will always wait for you because you're worth the wait.'

>HQ!!: IWAIZUMI, AKAASHI, suna, kenma, TANAKA, KITA, SAKUSA, kuroo, SUGAWARA, OIKAWA, tsukishima, akagi, aran, OMIMI, YAMAGUCHI, TENDOU, BOKUTO

>GI (MODERN AU): DILUC, ZHONGLI, kaeya, childe, ITTO, albedo, DAINSLEIF, AETHER, ayato, THOMA

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feelinmatcha · 5 months

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❛ 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍 ❜

mentions: self deprecation, gn! reader, sobbing, angst?? word count: 185 inspired off of black friday by tom odell

sometimes, you wished you were better.

you wanted a pretty face, a decent amount of fat on your body instead of too much, and no acne scars that undoubtedly made everyone stare at your face for a second longer. the dread you feel when getting up from your bed, already wanting to itch and peel at your skin because of how much you despised it.

but he would pull you closer, cradle you in his bigger arms, and whisper that you were already better than anyone. you were his type of pretty, wasn't that enough?

the kisses he would litter on the apple of your cheeks would feel heavenly but the pit in your stomach still caved in on itself. you oh-so wanted to believe every word but you felt ugly and ashamed of yourself in every possible way and all you could do was cry on the bathroom floor as he waited on the other side of the door, every second of your stuttering sobs shattering his heart into pieces.

in his eyes, you were pretty like the sun.

yet you wouldn't allow yourself to stray that close to one.

─ (jjk) nanami, itadori, (hk) hinata, kuroo, iwaizumi, matsukawa, bokuto, atsumu or osamu, akaashi, kageyama, kenma, tsukishima, daichi, sugawara, ASAHI (op) SANJI, zoro, usopp, trafalgar law, luffy (gi) neuvillette, wriothesley, zhongli, ITTO, DILUC, cyno, tighnari, KAZUHA, aether, alhaitham, thoma, xiao, (dc) jason todd, dick grayson, tim drake, AND ANY OF YOUR FAVS!!

authors note: i would have wrote a lot more if it wasn't almost one in the morning TT sorry everyone!!

borders: saradika

#oh to be called pretty!!!!#matcha fic #jjk #one piece #haikyuu #genshin impact #dc x reader #genshin impact x reader #one piece x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk imagines #one piece imagines #haikyuu imagines #genshin impact imagines #dc imagines #gn reader #gn reader because ANYONE CAN WANT TO BE PRETTY YK???

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chroniclesofstars · 1 year

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❖ ── 'Her Last wish, from me to you.'

⁠↗↝↗ Zhongli x reader.

⁠↗↝↗ In which you, The goddess of Wishes, had one wish—That wish being to have The beloved God of Geo, reciprocate your undying love for him, but of course, you'll always, always, be inferior to her.

⁠↗↝↗ W.A.R.N.I.N.G.S: — Angst, No comfort, Mentions of Death, Mentions of war, blood, weapons, mentions of insecurities. [If you can't handle these, you might not be able to read the story!⁠ (￣⁠︶⁠￣; ) ]

⁠↗↝↗ S.O.N.G.S: For the First Time, Let you break my heart Again.

—Amongst the many mountains in the old era of Liyue, was a chiseled stone table where bickering amongst many friends was heard,— This bickering being from the Infamous, Goddess of Dust, Guizhong, who'd also go by the Alias, Haagentus. And the Beloved Crane, Cloud Retainer. But besides the bickering pair, there was three other people,

You being one of them.

The other two said people, being the vain beauty, Streetward Rambler, and the Cold-hearted God of Geo, Morax. The same man who you had an infatuation for, though, he of course, did not know this, for he was in love with the Beautiful Goddess of Dust, and you were well aware,

Well aware that you were inferior,

And always will be.

But that did not stop you from continuing to have an undying passion for the man, who was indeed, a beauty, he was the finest gem in all of Liyue, and your very wish was for him to reciprocate your feelings, but you failed to possess the power to grant your own dreams, so you'd have to let the stars do the dirty-work for you,

But they hated you,

You were Star-crossed.

You'd attempt to gain their blessing, but you just made their hatred for you worse, so . . You stopped messing with them in hopes they'll welcome you with open arms, they didn't.

So, you'd just sit there, silently drowning in envy as he watched the Beloved Goddess of Dust, wishing that you could take her place, and that he could love you. Oh, how you wished you could grant-

"Who dares believe one's inventions are superior than the ones of I?" The Blue-haired woman said in a harsh, offended tone. Evidently irritated on how Guizhong, The Goddess of Dust believed she was superior in the arts of Mechanics.

"My inventions are indeed far superior, My Beloved Retainer." Guizhong said with a cheeky smile, as she hid behind Morax who seemed to be casting his votes on which invention he deemed far more worthy.

"Hm . . Guizhong's inventions do indeed seem far more practical, Cloud Retainer." Streetward Rambler said as she continued to softly strum the strings on her Zither, playing a tune in hopes it'd drown out the bothersome bickering.

"How foolish!- [N.A.M.E.] Whose invention is far more practical? You needn't feel ashamed to say that one's inventions is far more superior than the ones of Haagentus's." Cloud Retainer, The Blue-haired woman said with an irritated tone.

You blinked, tilting your head as you began, "Well . . Perhaps yours, Cloud Retainer? Simply because Guizhong's inventi-" Then almost instantly, you were cut off.

Guizhong scoffed. "Hey!- No insults to my work! I've put my blood, sweat, and tears into them, They are superior!" Guizhong retorted.

To this, Cloud Retainer grumbled. "Rex Lapis, wrap up your final judgement, and speak the truth on who's invention is far more superior!"

He'd huff, as he continued to examine the blueprints laid out Infront of him, his index finger and thumb on his chin as he thought. Before he came to a conclusion and nodded, looking up from the Blueprints, "Guizhong's inventions are far more practical, they have a more detailed way of work, and would be far easier to plan out, work with, and wouldn't be such a hassle to fix."

You blinked, as you looked over at Cloud Retainer, interested on what her reaction would be.

"Hah, my foot." Cloud Retainer said as she rolled her eyes, crossing her arms as she looked away from both Guizhong and The infamous Rex Lapis.

"Ah . . I thought Cloud Retainer's would be more practical because she gives a thorough explanation on how it should be used, and more . ." You said, as you tilted your head, a bit embarrassed how you went on the opposite side, and lost.

Rex Lapis nodded, "Yes, that was what nearly led me to pick hers, though," He'd point to one of the paragraphs on Guizhong's blueprint. "This gives a far better explanation of what other things it could be used for, making it superior as it has other abilities."

Guizhong grinned, as a soft giggled escaped her lips as she hugged Rex Lapis from the place she was, behind him. "Thank you, Oh-so-noble God of Geo!" She said, in a playful manner.

Seeing this, you couldn't help but feel jealous, as his gaze softened at the sight of her, and how he so obviously relaxed in her embrace, it made your blood boil. "How absurd . . " You mumbled, to which the woman beside you, Streetward Rambler heard, as she opened one of her eyes to glance at you for a moment, closing it again as she chuckled, shaking her head.

"Your blatant distaste is showing, attempt to be more secretive, Sitri." The woman said, as she went back to strumming her instrument.

You blinked, turning red in embarrassment at her words, but you quickly shook it off, deciding to switch the subject. "Ahem . . Rex Lapis, would you be willing to tag along with me as I wander around Guili Plains?" You asked, kind-heartedly.

He'd glance at you for a moment, his gaze hardening before he nodded. "I suppose I'll honor you with such." He said simply.

Upon hearing this, Guizhong smiled. "Do you mind if I tag along with you two?"

You blinked, and although you were indeed upset, you allowed her, she was far too kind, far too pretty and intelligent to deny. She's everything you, The Goddess of Wishes , dreamed of becoming, but a wish that rivaled that thought was Rex Lapis Reciprocating your feelings, but you know he won't, as you were the other woman,

from start to end.

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From the moment you met the pair, you were well aware that you'd always be inferior to Guizhong. You had met them both while you were on one of the tallest mountains in Liyue, sitting on the edge of the cliff as you hummed a tune, granting the wishes of the common folk as you sat there, in the pale moonlight with the cold, calming breeze brushing against your skin as it blew at your hair, and made your long, flowy and billowing outfit flow in all directions.

Then, at that moment, was when the pair encountered you, "Oh, who must you be?" The gray-haired girl said with a small smile, as she tilted her head in curiosity.

And upon hearing her voice, you opened your eyes, turning your head to face her, and the man beside her, who upon first sight, you fell for. He had such, cold, but delicate features, he dressed elegantly, he was clearly of high statues and strong, he was tall, he was the embodiment of Perfect, but seeing how he softly watched the gray-haired woman, you knew, he loved her most.

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After what felt like a couple minutes, which was truly a couple hours, you all properly introduced yourselves, told your reasons on why you wish to participate in the Archon war instead of just attempting to hide as any logical person would, and state your ambitions, and wishes.

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Looking at that flashback made a small smile appear on your lips, though it was terrible timing as it was no longer the age of Peace, this is the Era of war and bloodshed, it was bound to be cruel. Which is why you were here, on the battlefield as you attempted to defend yourself, you were never the fighter,

Infact, you didn't even know how to properly wield a blade, so that's why you stood there, behind Cloud Retainer who used her countless inventions to protect you both, as Streetward Rambler was on the other side, behind you, fending off the other wave of foes.

As you all stayed focused on the intense battle, with you, analyzing the fight and giving tips on how to counter the said attacks, and even giving a few heads-up and warnings, something you knew how to do, analyzing rather than actually fighting.

But as you were all staying focused on such, you failed to notice how Guizhong, The beloved Goddess of Dust, was overcome in battle, a loud yelp escaping her lips as she was hit with a powerful blast, but with the three of you cornered, you were unable to help.

But hearing her, hearing her scream in utter anguish hurt you, causing you to space out as you too, were hit with a painful attack, a slash across your chest, slightly horizontal, as a pained yelp left you , the blood stained your white outfit, dyeing it a dark crimson color, as you bent over, covering the large gash as you began to breathe heavily, the blood from your wound staining the battle field just as the other countless gods, and mortals blood did.

"Sitri!-" Streetward Rambler yelled as she ran towards you after she and Cloud Retainer finally cleared out the enemies, she helped you gain balance as your crimson blood soon stained her as well. "You'll be alright, [N.A.M.E] , just keep breathing, do not close your eyes to rest!- Stay awake!-" She yelled in worry, and seeing how Streetward Rambler was checking on you, Cloud Retainer decided it was best to go and Check on Guizhong.

You coughed a bit, shaking your head as you attempted to fight the insane amount of fatigue and pain you felt coursing through your entire body. "I'm . . . . Alright," You said through pained breathing. "But I'm not the one we should be worrying about, we must find Haagentus . . She was alone in battle, no one came to her aid!-" You yelled, "Streetward Rambler, please. Take me to her!"

Upon hearing your words, Streetward Rambler frowned. "Alright, I will. But once we do, we'll be healing the two of you." She said as she began to walk with you, allowing you to use her as a crutch.

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As you both reached the place of where Haagentus's scream was heard, you saw both, the frowning, and clearly upset Morax in front, with the beloved Cloud Retainer a few meters behind him, with the 5 Yakshas attempting to seal something . . It was . . You gasped, it was Haagentus, you failed to come in time, and all that you were able to see, was her lifeless body.

As you took a look at your surroundings, with tears welling up in your eyes, you came to realization that this was the exact place you both met, and the exact place you had to say goodbye, you slowly moved to the front where Morax stood, watching her lifeless body as it was now stone.

"I . . " You paused, you had one plan, you could . . You looked up, as you let go of Streetward Rambler, who panicked, but then stopped and watched you through eyes of confusion.

You stumbled your way to Guizhong's lifeless body, holding both of her hands. "If anything . . he'd wish for you to be alive and well then wish for me to be such . . So . . I'll save you, Haagentus." You said as you closed your eyes, as you , and the corpse of your beloved friend began to glow a faint white, as you began to grant a wish, not for yourself, but for her and Rex Lapis, for her to Revive and live a prosperous life with him, though, large wishes must come with a price, as saving her, would cause you to exhaust your strength, and revert you to the smallest form possible, far before you were even born, meaning you would be erased, you would eradicate yourself for the sake of her, for the sake of him.

And that was okay, as long as he was happy, as long as he was content in this life, then you could wait for the next, and if not that, then the very next, until he chooses you, you'll let him break your heart again, you always will, you'll never regret it, you'll continue to meet the two of them in every lifetime, even if it means that you'll have to see them fall in love everytime,

But even then, you could hope for once, for the first time, he could fall in love with you, The Goddess of Wishes,

But you were Star-crossed.

The stars hate you, there is no way they would let you have such a happy ending.

For this is the story of the Beloved Goddess of Wishes, the Mistress of Wishes, and the Cold-hearted God of Geo,

And perhaps over those many millenniums , the wishes granted by her, could finally soften a heart of stone, and that he , would realize that maybe, he did love her,

For that was Her last wish, from me to you.

P.S: Please don't translate, copy, change, or attempt to edit my work!~ ♪

C H R O N I C L E S O F S T A R S

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idyllic-affections · 1 year

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GI MASTERLIST — ♡

characters are listed in alphabetical order. last updated on august 1st, 2023.

AETHER—

nothing yet.

AL-HAITHAM—

what if kaveh adopted a child? (pt. ii)

how is [name]'s first heartbreak handled?

general friendship headcanons (sumeru).

random adoptive dad!kaveh angst.

ARLECCHINO—

dad!pantalone brainrot iii.

AYAKA—

nothing yet.

BAIZHU—

dad!pantalone brainrot iv.

i know my kingdom awaits, and they've forgiven my mistakes.

thoughts on baizhu & childhood friend!reader.

migraine comfort.

general friendship headcanons (liyue).

JUNIOR HERBALIST!READER SERIES—

invisible disability? it's rather visible to me.

thoughts on chronically ill!reader.

employee benefits.

the contract's cycle.

a slip of the tongue.

heat exhaustion.

BEIDOU—

big brother kazuha and big sister beidou.

general friendship headcanons (liyue).

COLUMBINA—

dad!pantalone brainrot iii.

COLLEI—

what if kaveh adopted a child? (pt. ii)

how is [name]'s first heartbreak handled?

family botany lessons.

general friendship headcanons (sumeru).

CYNO—

how is [name]'s first heartbreak handled?

what if kaveh's child wanted to be a dancer?

fatherly duties.

general friendship headcanons (sumeru).

EI—

nothing yet.

GOROU—

nothing yet.

IL DOTTORE—

dad!pantalone brainrot iii.

dad!pantalone brainrot iv.

ignorance is a sin which may lead to grave error.

ITTO—

nothing yet.

KAEYA—

together through thick and thin.

if we have each other.

how does the presence of kaeya's sibling change the fallout?

you should know i'll be there for you.

KAVEH—

a love unlike any other.

angel kisses.

may my guard never drop, for should my heart be allowed to breathe, i fear i may cause you harm.

general friendship headcanons (sumeru).

migraine comfort.

ADOPTIVE DAD!KAVEH SERIES—

what if kaveh adopted a child?

what if kaveh adopted a child? (pt. ii)

artistic inclination.

how is [name]'s first heartbreak handled?

what if kaveh's child wanted to be a dancer?

how does [name] get their vision?

how would kaveh react to his child getting their vision?

i'll be back.

random adoptive dad!kaveh angst.

KAZUHA—

big brother kazuha and big sister beidou.

if i am the wind, fleeting and transient, you are the steady and constant earth upon which i stand.

KLEE—

nothing yet.

KOKOMI—

nothing yet.

LA SIGNORA—

for your happiness, dearest one.

dad!pantalone brainrot ii.

dad!pantalone brainrot iii.

ignorance is a sin which may lead to grave error.

LUMINE—

nothing yet.

NAHIDA—

general friendship headcanons (sumeru).

NILOU—

what if kaveh's child wanted to be a dancer?

nilou as a big sister.

general friendship headcanons (sumeru).

NINGGUANG—

nothing yet.

PANTALONE—

dad!pantalone brainrot.

dad!pantalone brainrot ii.

dad!pantalone brainrot iii.

dad!pantalone brainrot iv.

ignorance is a sin which may lead to grave error.

dad!pantalone brainrot v.

a winter night's lazzo.

dad!pantalone thoughts.

PULCINELLA—

nothing yet.

QIQI—

invisible disability? it's rather visible to me.

general friendship headcanons (liyue).

SCARAMOUCHE/THE WANDERER—

what's with this sassy, lost child?

hairstyling.

the art of being gentle.

general friendship headcanons (sumeru).

SUCROSE—

nothing yet.

TARTAGLIA—

dad!pantalone brainrot iii.

i know my kingdom awaits, and they've forgiven my mistakes.

TIGHNARI—

what if kaveh adopted a child? (pt. ii)

how is [name]'s first heartbreak handled?

what does tighnari do when his child is ill?

family botany lessons.

general friendship headcanons (sumeru).

VENTI—

to keep the wind at bay.

there is strength in numbers.

though the wind may carry everyone's woes, who carries the wind's?

when their sibling can't sleep.

XIAO—

the dendro yaksha.

how does xiao comfort his sibling after night terrors?

when their sibling can't sleep.

general friendship headcanons (liyue).

ZHONGLI—

there is strength in numbers.

general friendship headcanons (liyue).

#genshin impact masterlist

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lyxzeun · 1 year

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Hiii! I saw your request is open so I have a few requests.

I was wondering if you could do genshin men arguing with their s/o who is a sweetheart? But one day, they had a fight about smth and their s/o just snapped.

I wanted them to like suddenly stopped talking and just death glare at them before walking to their shared room.

I actually want to know what their reaction be and what they do! I don't mind how many but I would love to see Xiao / Zhongli/ Scaramouche (if you do him too) !

— the story of us (looks a lot like a tragedy now).

;; the genshin boys get into an argument with their sweetest lover, yet, the “sweetest” has seemed to turn into something else.

:: preview: guizhong being zhongli’s past lover, and he isn’t moving on yet(aguyy), and xiao not being understandable of your situation.

“xiao, please! we could work this out together if you’d listen and understand me!” your sweet voice began to crack, and xiao is raising an eyebrow at you. the thing that happened was; xiao was pretty much away the past few weeks in which it has left you wandering around and helping people around, especially in the places where he could’ve been. one late night, he finally decided to come back in your shared home, which brings us back to where we were. “if you weren’t away these past few weeks i wouldn’t have been overworking myself in the midst of you being gone! there isn’t anything else i could do than help everyone around when you’re gone! it’s what i do!” you tried to explain, “and yet you’re still mad about why i keep working while you’re away? xiao, you need to know that if you weren’t gone i wouldn’t be so tired!” you sighed, “y/n, i hate how you work around for everybody, can’t you just rest?! i’m here guarding everyone- including you, so that everyone is safe and they’re able to feel safe, and yet when i tell you that you rest when i’m away, you work!” he started to shout at you loudly, and he stood there with his fists bolded up, “i work for us, xiao! you wouldn’t understand since you walk away all the time and now you barely have any time for me! i’ve been doing my best to keep us alive, and now your blaming it on me since i want us to live a nice life?! xiao, this is nonsense you’re bringing up. and i don’t want you to blame me into the wrong situations you’ve caused, and i don’t want to hear anything- anymore!” you began to splurt out words that was in your head, it was supposed to remain in your head and not out your mouth, and now tears started to spill down your eyes as you turned away from him, xiao had never seen this side of you so clearly and privately, and he began to think, and his thoughts were circling in his head, thinking about what you and him would’ve been doing if this stupid argument that the two of you had weren’t happening. your feet began to tap on the floor as you headed to your shared bedroom, catching his attention, right before one step into the bedroom, you gave him a piercing glare of knives stabbed through his heart. you then went inside the room, laying down on your side of the bed, unable to face xiao’s side of the bed, thinking of what he’s doing right now, and the answer was; he was walking around the living room, thinking of how to apologize, muttering out words that he thought to say. a few minutes have passed, and now you’re sitting on the bed looking at your photo album with xiao. you smiled softly, looking at the memories that the two of you had. you then heard the doorknob open, a figure walked over to your seat, and xiao was looking at the ground, attempting to atleast let out a word. “..y/n.” was that all he could say? your name? “…xiao..?” you turned your head to him, fiddling with your hands. “i.. i apologize. for the way i have acted. i didn’t understand your situation when we talked, and.. and it was stupid that i blamed you so bluntly without understanding your current struggles about us.” he began to raise his head up to you, smiling slightly, you could see his eyes get glossy, the moment his eyes saw yours. “and… i am also sorry for being absent and not being able to spend time with you… it was my fault. i apologize-" his sigh was cut out by you hugging him tightly, burying your face into his neck as you bursted into tears. his eyes widen, and yet his senses has made him hug you back, rubbing your back. “xiao… i- i’m so sorry!” your voice was muffled slightly by your head buried into his neck, “i’m so sorry that i snapped- i wasn’t really thinking- and the words that came from my mouth… i-i’m so sorry!” you hugged him tighter, sobbing onto his neck. “no… y/n.. it wasn’t your fault that you explained your struggles when i didn’t understand. it’s fine, y/n..” he said, whispering softly as he rubbed your back soothingly. xiao then kissed your forehead lightly and shushed you to sleep, calming you down.

zhongli was never really judging of you, still yet, you’ve never seemed to pass a day without him mentioning guizhong. his friend that died from the archon war, maybe even more than just a friend of his. — the day started ordinary like every day off of his, waking up with him, his messy hair all over the pillows and some on his hair, you fixing his long hair and tucking them behind his ear making you smile sleepily, seeing his face clearly in the early morning. “ah, guizhong used to do that when the winds would blow against us whilst we sat on a peak.” he smiled softly, caressing your face, although he mentioned guizhong, you couldn’t help but not mind it. his touch was soothing as always.. in the afternoon, you read some books to zhongli as his head layed on your lap, as he requested. “gui..” his voice started to fade, “y/n, dearest?” he smiled, staring into your eyes. your smile faded slightly, hearing the first syllable of… her name, again. “yes, love?” you responded. “i love you, guizho- ahem… y/n.” again? not only has he been testing you but it’s the nth time he’s mentioned (or atleast he’s tried to) guizhongs name. you chuckled, “i need to get something from the bedroom. you can rest on the couch.” you lifted zhongli’s head up your lap and placed it on the cushions on the couch. you headed to your shared room with him, and started to lay down on the bed. guizhong, guizhong, guizhong. that was all you could think of, did zhongli date you because he loves you for you, or did he love you for… your resemblance to her? your thoughts started to swirl again, guizhong, guizhong is the one he loves, not you, not you. guilt, doubt, worry, sadness and all sorts of emotions swirled inside, and it was unbearable, so unbearable. but no- not this time, he’s still waiting for you on the couch, you grabbed a hairbrush, to make up the image that you got the “thing” you wanted to grab from the bedroom. you went back to the living room. he was sitting on the couch, reading the unfinished part of the book you read to him. “ah, dearest.” he looked up from the book and saw you walking over to him slowly, “i suppose you’ve found what you needed? it took you quite a long time.” he set down the book on the nearest corner table, “yeah, it was hard to find it.” you brushed a few parts of your hair and placed it on the corner table and sat beside him, cuddling closer to him. “guizhong, my dearest.” you heared him whisper, making you pull away and bold your fist. “love? is something wrong?” zhongli tilted his head in visible confusion, “i’m not her.” you sighed, “y/n, dearest, what are you saying?” he chuckled in a joking way, thinking that you were joking. “i will never be her.. never.” you looked up at his expression of confusion with glossy eyes, tears were about to fall. “zhongli.. understand that… i am not her… and that i… will never be her..” the more you spoke, the more your voice trembled, and droplets of your tears started to wet the fabric on the couch. “no, love… i love you for you..” he tucked your hair behind your ear. “no! no you don’t!” you pushed him away and stood up from the couch. “you only love me and dated me because i am just like guizhong, and archons, am i tired of hearing her name every single time we’re together! i can’t even pass a day without having to hear her name from your voice again!” his hand started to reach out to you as he looked up your figure standing over him. “don’t even touch me,” you backed away and crossed your arms over your chest. “go back to her for all i fucking care!” zhongli’s eyes had widened, he’s never seen this side of you this mad, he knows that you’d usually be forgiving, just like how he mentioned guizhong’s name everytime! he stood up from the couch and standed facing your face flooded with flowing tears, his heart overflowed and overwhelmed with emotions of regret. you began to walk away and into your shared bedroom, you sat on the bed and started to hug your knees to your chest and let your tears flow freely from your eyes. minutes have passed and now you’re laying on your side.

you were hugging a pillow and burying your face into it. sniffling softly and hugging the pillow tighter and tighter. you heard a soft knock on the door, “love..? are.. are you alright? may i come in?” zhongli placed his hand on the doorknob, he didn’t hear you, but he opened the door in worry, guilt and regret. “what do you want?” your voice was still muffled by the pillow you were hugging, “i apologize, my dearest.” he sat beside your figure and placed a hand lightly on your head, “it’s no use, zhongli.” you whispered, hugging the pillow tightly. “i know i have done things wrong, my dear.” he sighed, “and i know that i shouldn’t have treated you like you were some reincarnation of her.” he began to stroke your hair slowly, “you are not her, y/n. you will never be her.” zhongli’s voice became softer, and… sweeter. “guizhong is the past. you, y/n, my dearest.. you are my present, you are my future, and you are my forever.” he began to carry your figure and held you close to his. “don’t ever forget that.” he kissed your forehead, “i apologize again, dear.” he kissed your lips softly, raising your head to his face. “hey… don’t kiss me yet.” you giggled with a soft voice, “my face is still wet from crying.” he chuckled and still kissed your forehead. “..hey, zhongli?” you leaned against his chest, and he responded with a small hum. “we’ll be okay, right..?” a small amount of worry was in your voice. “we’ll be fine, just as long as we’re together.”

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