#this is his fault for coming home instead of qiqi

[scara-meow-che]

「 💭 」⠀hhmmmm thinking about al haitham being insufferable, you just have to show him the ropes of being around a person like you.

cw. NSFW (MDNI), sub! brat! character, dom! reader, gn pronouns, handjobs, so fucking messy, cum eating, one cockslap ♥︎, degradation → praise ♥︎, use of words (good boy ♥︎), he can be your good boy only if he wants to (or if you put him in his own place), thr start of my slut! al haitham agenda because i said so.

tell me straight in the eye that al haitham isn't a brat. come on, do it.

i am sorry for all dom! al haitham writers/enjoyers out there (i love you, you all enjoy good fucking food) but i can never look at haitham as a dom anymore, especially maining him since his release. i always find his personality fascinating (i relate to him at some point) yet i always find myself annoyed at how can he be so unbothered after being a damn menace. also, he's grandma's boy, i have a thing for them and i KNOW how much they yearn to be taken care of (but not without a fight).

he likes to rile up people, especially those who he is close with. he enjoys the way they would immediately react on his side jabs, commenting on how their emotions get the best of them while he secretly smiles when he sees the downward quirk of their brows.

but this doesn't apply to you.

you have always been calm, reasonable to the point where you'd let people speak their thoughts before you could relay on whatever issues you find in their opinions. it was a trait of yours that al haitham found interesting and caused him to befriend you with reasons being that you're both important figures in the akademiya while hiding the actual truth.

and sometimes, more often the not, al haitham would even doubt whether the face you currently show to these people is indeed the truth of who you really are. this most likely lead to him wanting more of an reaction from you. he thinks that you're not any different from these people in the akademiya and you'd soon find yourself in a rush of emotions, rendering you angry and frustrated at others.

yet he never had the chance to see it happen, well, not when others can see.

little did he know that his "research" on you wasn't gone unnoticed by none other than you. the simple side eye, the unappreciated coments here and there, the quick huff he'd let go whenever you'd manage to reason out with him as he leaves satisfied with your answer—al haitham thought he's good in what he's doing and soon, you'd finally have the opportunity to corner him and ask why is he that persistent in getting a reaction out of you.

"it's because i'm curious."

yeah, he is curious even when he had both his legs spread, with you behind his "feeble" form, a hand jerking off the red tip of his thick girth while the other's busy pinching on his sensitive nipple.

"so t-this is who you really are, a-ah fuck, huh, f/n?"

"baby, that's the third time asking me that question." you gave the base of his cock a tight squeeze before pumping his length on a faster pace. his eyes widened in pleasure, hands obediently set at the side with his head full of nothing but the heavenly sensation on his dick. "would've been better if you just keep on moaning for me."

"as if it's logical enough of me to do that."

first mistake. the tight grip on the base of his cock continued, his pulse quickening in anticipation before feeling the fast and steady pumps on his dick. it was messy, so, so messy with the way the tip leaks with precum and you went to smother it around the whole shaft. a deep groan managed to escape his lips, followed by his uneven breathing when you moved your other hand to pinch on his nipple.

"yet you can't pull yourself away from me? are you lying to me, haitham? because your dick seems way more honest than what your words imply to."

the way you whispered on his ears caused him to flush a deep hue of red all over, making you chuckle. al haitham bit on his lips, his head can't seem to take a grip on how blissful it felt to have you please him like this. he thought that he'd finally knew something about you that others doesn't have a single idea about but it looks like he'd discovered something about himself.

"it's b-because, fuck, 'm so close."

his hips keep on buckling to meet the lazy thrusts of your hand, head tilting back to rest on your shoulder. it was a damn pretty sight, the akademiya's known scribe, who used to be the acting grand sage, an authoritative figure that people seemed to be wary of, is moaning out how close he just is from coming on his co-worker's hand.

you can feel his dick twitch in your hand, the nerve on one side pulsing as he dances close to his orgasm. the faint calls of your name made its way to your ears, making you smile as you huff out sweet words on his ears.

"yeah, you're close?"

"y-yes, 'wanna come, ah, it feels so good."

just as he's about to come, he felt your hand letting go of his cock, causing the length to snap back up on his stomach. then it's followed with a quick slap on the tip, the sudden impact caused al haitham to shake and he felt himself coming so messily, spurting thick goo on his thighs and chest.

"s-shit, ah, that's so—."

he couldn't even catch a breath because you continued on pumping on his cock, rendering him putty from oversensitivity. his moans now came unfiltered, his body disobeying whatever the fuck he was on about earlier because he never felt this good before.

"aw, you look so adorable coming like that. i wanna see you do it one more time." you gave him a quick kiss on his cheeks, smiling when he leans in closer as if he's asking for another one.

despite the ache he felt on his cock, in addition to your hands so desperate to milk him another load, he obeys your words and focused on reaching another orgasm. he was slightly trembling by now, sensing that he's a minute away from his peak.

and you can also sense the way he looks out of it, pretty eyes closed but tears had already pooled out and drips down on his pretty skin. you can't deny that al haitham is a gorgeous man but his attitude will surely cause him trouble. but that's not something you can't do nothing about.

especially when you can feel his cock twitch and then shoots out more cum than he did earlier.

"you're such a good boy, al haitham~" you cooed while you scoop out all his cum on your hand, pumping him out until he went to reach out on your hand. "you did such a good job, yeah?"

"yes, i did good. 'm your good boy~"

"yeah, you are? then you wouldn't mind cleaning up after your mess, right?" as he leans down back at you, he sees you lifting your hand right in front of his face, your palm slick with his cum. he can't stop the blush on his face and ears, embarrassed at how the strong scent of his load shot lust straight through his head. yet, no matter how much he reason out with himself, he was still too into it, too into how you just had him wrapped around your fingers.

it's just because i'm curious. he thought before he wraps one hand around your wrist and starts on licking on your cum-coated skin. you smiled, using your free hand to brush on his locks.

"see? you can be good. if you keep behaving like this then i'd spoil you a lil' more... unless you have other plans in mind."

"this won't happen again," he replies after he's done cleaning up your hand. you quirked an eyebrow at him as he peels himself away from you, giving you a stern look. as if that would faze you.

"there won't be no second time but rest assured that this will stay between us."

yeah, he'd just keep on denying the truth if he gets to see this side of you more often.

#⇲ quick-live #nsfw.txt #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #al haitham smut #al haitham x reader smut #this is his fault for coming home instead of qiqi #smfh #literally i should've just waited for yelan if i'm going to win 50/50

[amethystroselilith]

Intertwined Fates - Chapter 7

A lot of stuff happened during this past months… add writers block to that and a sprinkle of post grad anxiety…

Would also like to note that the multiple ending planned for this fic is scrapped, it'll most likely stick with the original poly chilumi/zhonglumi ending!

Can be read in ao3

SUMMARY: "Once you have tasted the taste of sky, you will forever look up." - Leonardo da Vinci

"Lumine, I'm so sorry, I was getting Qiqi ready and packing her stuff but then your mom..." a panicked Xiangling trailed off when they heard footsteps inside.

"Lumine? Is that you? I was so worried when you didn't answer my text about our weekly wedding planning so I went here myself. Qiqi said you and Ajax were out last night. My, you two need to save it for the honeymoon, you know! And you could've just left Qiqi with her grandma and grandpa, I'm sure Xiangling is very busy already." a voice  was   heard from muffled to clear as the owner approaches them.

Lumine and Ajax froze as the very worst scenario unfolds in front of them.

"Anyway, the wedding planner did send an email containing the draft on what the reception area would look like and it needs your approval before-"

A loud shriek was heard followed by a glass shattering on the floor.

~~~

Mrs Viatrix was hysterical as soon as she saw Zhongli and she almost lost consciousness. The tension was so much that even Qiqi could feel it, tearing up as she begs for Ajax to carry her and hide her from whatever is happening.

Thankfully, Mrs Viatrix didn't cause as much scene as Lumine feared. Instead, she asked Lumine to call her father to pick her up cause the liquor she had seemed to be so strong that she started to see dead people.

Lumine didn't correct her and just took this as an opportunity to make her mother leave as soon as possible. She could deal with them another time, this was already too much for her and she was already feeling too nauseous. It didn't take too long for her father to arrive as he was worried about his family, Lumine asked and almost begged for her father to give her some time before she could explain everything. Seeing the pale look on his daughter's face made him uneasy and Lumine's assurance isn't helping until she promised to call him tonight and if she didn't he could go back and check himself.

Zhongli was frozen as he tried to process all the things just happened. Xiangling decided to try and bring Zhongli inside the kitchen, the man had just gotten out of the hospital, and witnessing that might be too much. There aren't a lot of pictures in the kitchen to overwhelm him with the fact that his wife and best friend had started building a new home together.

Xiangling tried to say something as she helped Zhongli sit at the table, but no words formed and she just sighed before going to the water dispenser and grabbing a glass full for Zhongli. She then excused herself, fearing that whatever she might say would just make it worse.

Sensing that they need some privacy for the heavy conversation that was about to come, Xiangling offered to take Qiqi with her. Ajax and Lumine would've agreed, but Qiqi had stuck herself on Ajax's chest, refusing to let go.

Back to the present, Zhongli is still in the kitchen, Lumine is pacing around their bedroom, and Ajax is inside Qiqi's room, having been tasked by Lumine to hopefully get Qiqi to take a nap so they all could talk.

"Is Qiqi bad, Papa?" a quiet voice came from his chest asked.

"No, of course not." Ajax said softly as he fixed the blanket around the small girl before grabbing a stuffed animal and tucking it beside her, "You're our best little girl. Mama and Papa love you."

He sat on the stool next to her bed as the way she gripped his arm shows him that she doesn't want to be alone.

"But bad things happened when Qiqi comes to Mama and Papa?" Qiqi frowned at him and Ajax can't help but chuckle softly.

"It's not your fault, princess. Things have just been complicated, but I promise to fix it, alright?" Ajax smiled, it was a heavy promise that he himself doesn't know how to fulfill but when the sadness in Qiqi's eyes disappeared, he felt that he could do anything.

"Papa promise?" Qiqi asked quietly.

"Papa promised to protect his little princess always and make her happy." Ajax smiled.

"Qiqi will be happy with coconut milkshake after nap." Qiqi grinned before yawning and slowly letting go of Ajax's arm.

"Then Papa will make the best coconut milkshake later," Ajax said before giving her a kiss on the forehead and standing up.

He made sure she was tucked in comfortably before leaving the room.

Ajax made his way to their room, trying to come up with a way to explain things to Zhongli.

'How the hell do you tell your supposedly dead best friend you've been dating his wife?'

Something like, 'Yeah so you see, we thought you were dead so we let our feelings get to us, got together, made love lots of times, and now are planning to get married. We kept you in our hearts though.' is not going to cut it, no matter how true it is.

As soon as he entered the room, he immediately knew Lumine was in the bathroom puking her guts out from the sounds it made.

Ajax immediately grabbed Lumine's water tumbler from their bedside table and came to her assistance, "There, there, drink some water, love." he shushed quietly as he rubbed Lumine's back, "If it's too much I'll talk to him first? You can get some rest." he worries over her pale face.

Lumine drank from the tumbler before grabbing a tissue to wipe her mouth with, "No, I think it's better if we both explain it together. Just give me a minute to freshen up."

~~~

Zhongli has been eyeing a child's drawing on the fridge, a little narwhal magnet holding it proudly as it displays a happy family of three. He could guess from the color of the hair who the members are, his eyes can't help but glare at what's supposedly a figure with long brown hair is instead replaced by a figure with short ginger hair.

Replaced.

Zhongli never expected a word could cut him deep.

He endured harsh words from his biological parents, but all their insults combined didn't do as much damage as the little drawing hanging on the fridge.

His attention turned to the footsteps coming to where he is and from the air, he could feel the tension and hesitance its owners are carrying.

"We were hoping to break the news gently, not like this." Ajax sat at one of the dining chairs.

"Though, either way, we weren't certain how to tell you exactly." Lumine sighed as she took her own seat, the three of them forming a triangle.

"I would appreciate it if you start from the very beginning," Zhongli answered calmly.

Lumine can't help but shiver at his calmness, though Zhongli never did let his emotion take over him.

"Just to set the record straight, we've never done anything behind your back. All of... this happened not too long ago, so you could already get rid of any infidelity or betrayal happening." Ajax stated, eyes looking straight into Zhongli's.

"Appreciated." Zhongli nodded, the dark blue eyes that he had always trusted removed most of the worries in his mind.

"Alright..." Lumine took a deep breath, "When your plane was announced that it crashed on the news, I prayed that you were okay, that you're one of the survivors listed on the news. I already had my phone ready, hoping to see your name and immediately call them to see where you are. I didn't lose hope when the news ended. I kept contacting them to see if they found you." Lumine recalls, "The phone call would always end with a promise to contact me as soon as you were found, but several days went by and their investigation concluded without any news from you. Do you know how devastated I was? You were announced dead, assumed to be one of the bodies that drowned and couldn't be retrieved." she began shaking.

"We hired other rescue teams around the area, but after weeks of nothing, we were forced to accept it." Ajax continued, "A funeral was still held even if we couldn't find your body. You have no idea how much it hurts thinking that we couldn't even give you a proper resting place."

Zhongli stays quiet, patiently waiting for more answers to the various questions he has.

"Losing the love of my life really messed me up, you were my other half after all." Lumine smiled slightly, "I could barely take care of myself. Aether, Ajax, and Xiao were the ones who really helped me get back to my feet. Aether had me move in with him to keep an eye on my health and our baby."

Zhongli's eyes widened, the fact that his wife and best friend are now lovers made him forget about the crucial detail.

He is a father.

Or is it was?

"Qiqi..." Zhongli trailed off.

"Is the best daughter you could ever ask for." Ajax chuckled, "She really took after you. Quiet yet brave, gentle yet determined, a curious little girl with a big heart."

"As expected from her mother." Zhongli smiled fondly.

Lumine blushed, "It's also thanks to her uncles... and... Ajax."

"Her Papa so I heard," Zhongli stated.

"You know how I always like to care for kids... and since she's yours and Lumine's, it's obvious I had to step up and protect them when you're not around," Ajax said, a slight defending in his tone as if Zhongli was accusing him of something Ajax's not even sure of; replacing him? Taking advantage of the situation? Winning over his wife?

"Didn't think that would necessarily include marrying my wife." Zhongli can't help but spit out as he remembers what Lumine's mother said earlier. The bitterness from the years he missed laced his tone.

It made Ajax and Lumine flinch.

"There are some things that we can't help, Zhongli." Ajax sighed, "You think it was as simple as coming up to Lumine and asking her on a date? If that was the case we would've been on our third kid by now." the slight hostility in his voice surprised not Lumine but also himself.

"Is there something you want to talk about, Ajax?" Zhongli challenged.

"Enough." Lumine quickly diffused the tension that was building up, "Zhongli, you probably feel... conflicted right now, but please believe us. We tried to fight it to the point that it really broke us. We tried to avoid each other but it had already gotten to the point where..." the hurt in Zhongli's eyes made Lumine stop, "I'm sorry..."

Suddenly, Lumine's emotion started to overwhelm her, "I'm sorry..." she began sobbing uncontrollably.

"Lumine, you should take a break-" Ajax tried to calm her down, her shaking starting to worry even Zhongli who tried to reach out for her.

"I'm sorry for falling in love with your best friend!" she blurted out before walking out of the kitchen and into her room.

Both men were frozen until they heard a loud thud.

"Lumine!"

~~~

Two men sit awkwardly as they wait for the doctor to come out of Lumne's room, hopefully with good news. Qiqi is still asleep beside Ajax, the small girl wrapped in Ajax's jacket. As soon as they saw Lumine on the ground, Ajax and Zhongli rushed to the hospital, Zhongli carrying Lumine while Ajax grabbed Qiqi. The car ride was quiet but they didn't think too much of it until now that things are under control.

Qiqi stirred in her sleep, unconsciously burying herself inside the large jacket due to the cold hallway of the hospital.

"We should've left her in Aether's care." Zhongli observed, "This bench isn't really the most comfortable thing to sleep on."

"Qiqi doesn't like suddenly waking up in another place without Lumine and me around. If we need to, we have to wake her up and say we'll be away or else you'd have a cranky and sulky girl who would refuse to talk to you unless you bribe her with a lot of bedtime stories or coconut milk or whatever she's currently obsessed with. Last time we had to watch Frozen every night." Ajax chuckled fondly at the memory.

Zhongli stayed quiet as he stared at his daughter and wonders what it would've been like if he was telling that story instead of Ajax.

Silence fell upon them once again.

Ajax's mind went back to Lumine, sighing as he thinks about how this situation must be really stressful for her.

A thought sent a pain in his chest.

Perhaps he could make it easier? Be the one to severe the tie so Lumine doesn't have to be forced to choose?

A rustle beside him got his attention. Qiqi started snuggling against him, a tiny hand holding onto his arm.

Could he even do it?

'I did it before, didn't I?' he told himself.

But he didn't have anything he built with Lumine before. No routine he shares with her, no chores... no child, no family...

They didn't have a home together.

So giving her up isn't as easy as congratulating his two best friends on their engagement party with a broken yet genuine smile.

'I don't like Lumine stressing this much though...' Ajax tried to convince himself, 'Would Lumine be happy if I leave? What about Qiqi?' his heart argued.

He was in a fierce debate with himself until the door to Lumine's room opened, revealing the doctor and a friend of Ajax, Baizhu.

"How is she?" Ajax immediately asked.

Baizhu smiled, "There's nothing to be worried about, but I would advise avoiding stressing her too much. Is it because of the wedding planning? You did mention her mother's involved."

Ajax could see how Zhongli tensed from the corner of his eyes. Baizhu never met Zhongli in person nor seen what he looks like, only knows that he was Ajax's best friend and Lumine's deceased husband.

"It's fine. Lumine actually tolerates her mother now and didn't really have any problems with her involvement." Ajax explains, "It's probably work, she was under a lot of pressure from a huge project." he thought of a lie.

"Ah, I see. Lumine really is a workaholic, just like you." Baizhu chuckled, "Well, she doesn't really need to take any medications, just a lot of rest and please ask her to take a break from work if she's stressing this much."

"Noted. I'll do my best." Ajax smiled in relief.

"Also, there are some really knowing symptoms." Baizhu chuckled.

"What do you mean?" Ajax asked in confusion.

The doctor just chuckled, "Ah, it's nothing bad. Though, I would just say congrats in advance." he said as he pat him on the shoulder.

Ajax was about to ask for clarifications but the door behind the doctor opened, revealing Lumine herself.

"Lumine, I told you to take it easy." Baizhu sighed, "I was about to invite them inside."

"Sorry." Lumine chuckled nervously, "Just getting anxious in there." she cleared her throat when she saw everyone outside.

"It's fine," Baizhu smiled, "I have other patients to attend to, so I'll leave you guys be. You're also free to leave if you're ready, Lumine. Just please take a break as soon as you get home. If you happen to feel worse, just contact me."

They said their thanks and goodbyes before Baizhu left.

It was tense when they were alone again, and Lumine wants nothing more than to go home and take actual rest instead of overworking herself as a distraction.

The ride home was quiet except for Qiqi who is slurping happily on a coconut milk Ajax purchased at a drive-thru. The little girl is currently sitting on Lumine's lap, pointing at random interesting things that catch her eyes from the window. Lumine smiles as she answers Qiqi's questions playfully, her daughter's laughter feeling her with energy as it cures the heavy and negative feelings that have been burdening her for the past few days.

Ajax can't help but feel relief as he takes a glimpse of them from the mirror whenever he can. Lumine may be sitting in the backseat again, but at least Qiqi is there to bring comfort.

Zhongli stays quiet in his seat beside Lumine, not really sure how to interact with them, or if he even could. He just took this time to think of what to do after processing an overwhelming amount of news.

Ajax and Lumine seem to be doing just fine, currently building their own home together. They'd already established a happy family, and... even though he was her actual husband, Zhongli felt like an intruder, someone going to tear a happy family apart even though he doesn't mean to, or even want to.

These people are his best friends and he wants nothing but happiness to bless them in their lives, but...

Lumine is his wife.

He never left her, he just wants to give her and his daughter a comfortable life. He wants to give them everything to see them smile and protect them as a husband and father should. So he works and works and works. And when the opportunity for a promotion comes after joining a business trip, Zhongli only has thoughts of giving Lumine that bakery she wants to build with Aether and a big home for them and their little ones. Everything was for their future together.

Zhongli didn't want to be taken away from them.

The cruel fates seem to have a different idea though.

"You see now? No matter how hard you work, it's all pointless because those bastards watching us from their fancy thrones up in the sky already have our fate decided for us."

A mocking voice from his biological parents played in his head. No matter how much he tried to make them proud, they would quickly crush any pride and happiness Zhongli gets from his achievements.

He didn't let them drag him down with them though. He wants Xiao to have a better life and thus he tried to fight the so-called 'fates' their parents claimed were already set for him.

But now...

Zhongli starts to doubt himself.

Maybe his parents were right after all.

Lumine already has that bakery she dreamed of, and Ajax gave her that big warm happy home she wanted for her children.

She's already living the dream that he and she were working for.

Just...

Without him...

So Zhongli asked himself, 'Is there anything he could even offer her?'

Only a bitter answer arrives in his mind.

~~~

"Mr Zhongli is staying with us?" Qiqi tilted her head in confusion when Zhongli followed them inside their home.

"Ah, well... yes." Ajax, who is carrying her, answered unsurely, he doesn't really want to give Qiqi that kind of talk yet, not until he's sure what to do next with this mess they're in at least.

Qiqi just stared at Zhongli for a bit, the man just smiling at her, "I hope that's alright with you, little Qiqi." he said.

"Okay, but I have to introduce you to everyone so they won't be confused. Papa, down please."  Qiqi asked.

Ajax set her down and the little girl ran in the direction of her room.

"Do you have relatives living with you?" Zhongli asked.

"No, but you should sit down because it's gonna be a long while." Lumine smiled sheepishly.

Zhongli did as asked and sat on the sofa, just in time to see the little girl enter the room with a struggle as the teddy plush she was holding on her arm is bigger than her, her other hand busy pulling on a wagon filled to the brim with tiny plushies, "Qiqi is small and can't carry them all at once, hold on." she heaved as she set her toys down before running again to her room.

"Oh." Zhongli can't help but smile softly as he stared at the mountain of stuffed toys in front of him.

"She does that to anyone who visits for the first time." Lumine chuckled as she took a sit, sighing softly, "Ugh, my back hurts." she groaned softly.

"Do you want me to get your hot compress?" Ajax whispered.

"Yeah, please," Lumine said as she try to rub her lower back.

~~~

Ajax made his way to the bathroom in their bedroom.

He opened the drawer to Lumine's stuff, grabbed the hot compress, and was about to close the doors when he noticed the unopened bag of pads. His eyes widened before grabbing his phone and checking the calendar app. His face paled when he realized the dates.

Those pads should've been opened last week.

Lumine always had a regular cycle that even Ajax remembers himself and would be the one buying everything she needs.

And since they've been really active...

His grip tightened around the hot compress as he realized the answer he'd been looking for. 

There's no way Ajax is giving Lumine up now.

~~~

"...and this one is Captain Teddy, he's in charge of keeping the monsters away at night. He's bigger than Qiqi so the monsters are afraid of him." Qiqi introduced the big stuffed bear.

"Nice to meet you, Captain Teddy." Zhongli greeted with a smile as he grabbed the outstretched hand of the bear, heart melting again when he heard Qiqi's giggles as she shake the toy's hand with Zhongli's.

He had been doing that for the past few plushies.

"And finally, this is Mr Finch, do you remember him?" Qiqi asked with hopeful eyes.

"Of course, I entrusted him to keep you safe as well," Zhongli answered with a soft smile.

"He's doing a great job too! Captain Teddy is thinking of promoting him soon." Qiqi said proudly before talking about the greatest adventures she had with her beloved stuffed animals.

The excitement from the little girl in front of him and the quiet chuckles Lumine gives out every now and then.

The warmth that fills him being with them, made it all clear to Zhongli.

There's no way Zhongli's going to miss any more time with his family.

#chilumi #zhonglumi #chilumi/zhonglumi #genshin impact

[thelost-in-time]

I genuinely think short people are cutejdhxvd

💘

what did Jean ever do to you 😭 /lh I'd gladly take her away from you and get her cons 🤲

let's swap, I give you qiqi and you give me your keqing eheh :D

Good luck on getting tartaglia!! I'm not sure he's getting any reruns for now tho

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Hi. I'm short. I'm Xiao height tall. A little shorter than Xiao (either three centimetres or an inch, depending on your measurement) I finally am cute /j

No but genuinely, short people are cute, but man is it a pain to try and reach something.

At least there is the advantage of fitting into smaller spaces, or doing some stuff that tall people can't? 😅

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If she comes home, you can keep her.

😭 that's the issue. I have no idea at all.

I think I'm mad hoyo gave her a formal outfit that shows her armpits still instead of a shirt.

Or maybe it's bc of how Barbara can't even call her sister without feeling awkward (not Jean's fault, ofc)

I have no idea. She's not a bad character at all, don't get me wrong, but personally idk.

She's sweet (I think, I don't remember), but bc she's so completely opposite of my personality, I feel like we'd fight a lot?

No Jean slander on my acc though. (Kind of)

Have I just released the Jean simps to come and attack me for saying I don't like her?🧍‍♀️

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Yes. One purple character for another. Brilliant.

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Eh, it's no biggie. I have Ayato, who reminds me a lot of Childe (and he's already a good damage dealer despite not being fully leveled yet)

I enjoy bullying Childe on Mondays though

#thelost-in-time answers #thelost-in-time answers: 🦉 anon #thelost-in-time: about 🦉 anon #💛

[verxsyon]

·:*¨༺ ❝ 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐍 ❞

@sleepyyangyang​​ hi lovely so it’s your favourite request fairy... i give you an angsty mess ✨so you know the skz pray i’ll be your man stage; how about something based on that but with reader selling their soul for their baby sister qiqi. i’ll leave you with that pain ✨

✧ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. qiqi & gn!reader

✧ 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭. drabble ; 0.4k

✧ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞. siblings au ; angst

✧ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬). death, sacrifice, self-blame

✧ 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. “i’ll be your man” covered by stray kids (original by btob)

I'll be your man, I won’t ever let you go again I can't just leave you like that again Please call my name I can't live without you, please come into my arms again I can’t leave you alone anymore Baby I just pray

“Absolutely not.”

The cold, hard rejection from the golden-eyed adeptus punches the air out of your lungs. It is unacceptable for you to leave without resolving your guilt that resulted in the death of your younger sister, Qiqi.

If only you had more responsibility as an older sibling, she would have come home unscathed with a basket full of herbs and still be with you by your side. She would not have trespassed the adepti realm by accident and wound up in the crossfire of beasts and demons. You would not have decided to negotiate with an adeptus to revive her at the expense of your own life.

“It’s all my fault,” you whisper at the verge of tears. “I’m the older sibling. It is my duty to protect her, yet I failed. She has so much to live for, and I took that away from her. For that reason, I have chosen to face the consequences.”

The golden-eyed adeptus scoffs. “What consequences? The will to sacrifice yourself so your sister can breathe again? Be selfish for once.”

“Alatus,” an adeptus in the form of a stag reprimands him for his brash comments.

Alatus lets out a dry huff. “Mortals never cease to amaze me with their complexities. No wonder I still do not quite understand them, such as yourself.” 

“What do you mean?” you ask in a small voice.

“Why would a mortal like you insist on selling their soul for someone else instead of continuing on with their life?” he answers with his own concerns, gritting his teeth. “Would you rather be selfish on this matter and have chosen the latter?”

You immediately shake your head without hesitation, leaving Alatus bewildered. “Because you’re not the only one with regrets.”

His breath hitches, taken aback from what you have said. Alatus doesn’t want to admit it, but he understands the mortal world more than he had expected. Just like them, he and the rest of the adepti share so many regrets that wanted to be fixed. After all, they consider themselves partially at fault for Qiqi’s demise.

They could not bear to let her die, and you feel the same way.

“If you think your choice would lift up your burdens, so be it,” Alatus says, with the other adepti behind him silently acknowledging the resignation of your fate. “The contract is now signed.”

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It was always the quiet days that set Mond’s Cavalry Captain on edge. As a man who makes his living on hushed gossip and drunken secrets, a quiet day was a dangerous day. While Mondays usually set the city square into a frenzy, with the announcement of new bounties for aspiring adventures and the restocking of goods across the various vendors in town, the torrential rain that met the city as the sun rose that morning meant that only those who lacked their daily essentials were left scrambling about, bouncing between buildings in search of shelter. 

That isn’t to say that he was slacking off with the poor weather hanging overhead. No, that would be too easy. Rather, poor weather meant paperwork. And by the Seven, Kaeya swore to himself that Lisa had been hoarding every miscellaneous form she could get her hands on for him to review since he had forgotten to return that one book on Snezhnaya he had borrowed after one of his operatives spotted La Signora in the city. It wasn’t his fault that the tomb had made for the perfect paperweight after he had found it was worthless for his intended purposes. 

The smile she’d worn as she cornered him in the lobby after his lunch break earlier in the afternoon had bordered on sadistic. He was on his fifth hour of administrative work by now and, between the pounding rain howling against his window and the strain reading by candlelight put on his one functioning eye, he scraped his chair against the hardwood away from his desk as he brought a hand up to nurse his aching head. 

He’d probably have to stay in the barracks tonight. The rain showed no signs of stopping and his apartment, tucked snug in the side street near the travelling vendors’ market, was too far to traverse in this weather. Perhaps he could fashion a makeshift cryo umbrella, if only he could reach the end of this damned paperwork. Public relations, damage estimates for recent Abyss encounters, and was that paperwork for the library? Gods, Lisa really hated him right now, huh? The captain was certain he had a nice vintage squirreled away in his wine cabinet at home. A lovely barolo gifted to him by a noble from Fontaine not long after his rise to Cavalry Captain. Though Kaeya had never abstained from alcohol, certainly since he was old enough to legally drink, the thought of wine at the time had driven him to hide it away. He supposed that Lisa would make much better use of it than himself and made a mental note to find it when he got home. 

With a sigh, the captain stretched in his seat until his neglected joints popped, groaning at the release of tension. Given his busy schedule, he had forgotten his plans to stop for supper at Good Hunter. Glancing at his pocket watch, a gift from the Traveller, he noted it was past Sara’s typical business hours. Ah well, a cup of tea would have to suffice. With it being so late, he would have the luxury of the headquarters’ common room to himself. While many of the higher ranking officers of the Ordo took breaks and tea in their own private offices, a common room on the second floor was provided for the knights to avail of. And the last time Kaeya checked, there had been a small kitchen there, one where Miss Noelle was handy to store that lovely chamomile tea she had served him recently. 

Rising from his desk, he made his way from his office and down towards the common area, giving a brief, lazy salute to any knights stuck on nightwatch. He was thankful that Swan seemed to be off this evening, likely on shift at the city gates. Barbatos knows that man took his job far too seriously, and Kaeya was too tired to receive his advice on following the Ordo’s handbook effectively. Instead, the few knights he passed were content to simply share brief “hello”s and well wishes to their captain, and soon Kaeya found himself striking matches in the common room before watching the water slowly rise to temperature, the flames waving faintly in the hearth. As the water came to a boil, he busied himself with finding just where Noelle had hidden her tea that evening when suddenly he heard the floorboards in the common room creak. Hmm, curious. Placing the tea tin on the counter gently and snuffing the flame with a gust of cryo, he crept to the corner of the doorway, curious to see who else might be roaming the halls after hours.

No one, so it would seem. The room hadn’t changed since he entered, with no sign of anyone. Except the door had been jarred and there was a soft sniffling sound coming from behind the chaise lounge on the other side of the room. Light on his feet, the captain came closer, spotting a familiar shade of blonde crouched against the window behind the furniture, tiny legs tucked in tightly, face smooshed into her knees.

“Klee? What are you doing up past your bedtime?” Kaeya softened his features as he watched her jump, making sure to not crowd her in her hiding spot.

“Kaeya!” And oh dear those were tears, weren’t they? “Klee didn’t know you were here…” 

“And I you, my little Spark Knight.” He considered her spot, sitting next to the window overlooking the city, including a clear view of the city gates. Visibility was poor, but Kaeya could see the window’s view of Dawn Winery in his mind. In the daylight, one could almost make out the servants’ outdoor lounge and the vineyard. “Would you mind if I sat with you?”

She gave a small nod, hiding her face in her knees once again. Oh dear Captain Kaeya you’ve found yourself even more trouble tonight, huh? One of the knights had left a plush blanket draped against the arm of the chaise. Given the chill of the glass, surely it would be appreciated. Picking it up, he bent down to sit against the window, his legs bent awkwardly to fit behind the furniture. Gently, he wrapped the blanket around her, tucking the little Spark Knight in with a pat on the head. Then, he sat and he waited. Situations like this called for patience. Slowly, he heard her shift in the blanket as she loosened her posture, coming to rest her head on his arm. 

“Klee doesn’t like it when it rains.” The young pyro wielder whispered, so quiet Kaeya strained to hear her. “It’s cold and I can’t use my vision or play with Razor or Qiqi. And… and it makes me worry about where mommy is.” Ahh, there it was...

It wasn’t long after his promotion that Alice had left Mondstadt. At first, when Alice had arrived at the Varka’s office with a tiny child clinging to her skirts and peeking out to take in the building, it was assumed the situation would be a temporary one. As one of Teyvat’s greatest minds, the alchemist’s research was of great importance to the Ordo. Used by both the Knights and common folk alike, her Teyvat Travel Guides served as crucial tools for any adventurer and her work with the Hexenzirkel provided invaluable data for the study of the Abyss Realm. So, for her to announce her intentions to leave Mond for research purposes was unsurprising. 

But, seasons had passed and letters from the alchemist had been few and far in between. Though Alice spoke of her love for her little Spark and her hopes to see her again soon, each letter shared a common theme. Complications had arisen and research would take longer than expected.  While his web of intel ensured him of her safety, it had been about five months since Kaeya had heard of a letter arriving from her. Alice is a strong woman of course. While visionless, her alchemic abilities, as well as her ability to craft and deploy explosives, made her a formidable opponent in combat. There was no real worry over her safety. But, loneliness was understandable. While Mondstadt’s Chief Alchemist is a highly capable and intelligent man, socialization was something Albedo often neglected. Rather, he was more often than not a phantom within the Ordo Headquarters, appearing from his private laboratory only for resource gathering and the occasional trip to visit Timaeus in the city square. Thus, like many of the children received by the city of freedom, Klee found herself in the protection and care of the entire Ordo. A child of Mondstadt through and through. And that meant she was under Kaeya’s care tonight.

Running a hand through one of her pigtails, tucking a stray lock behind her ear, he looked out into the rain. “Storms like this are sad, aren’t they? Can I share a secret with you?” 

“Big brother Kaeya has a secret? Klee promises not to tell!” The young knight assures him, raising a pudgy little finger to her lips, her voice hushed and earnest. A child’s naivete is something sacred, indeed. Her reaction brings a tiny smile to his face.

“I don’t like the rain either.” Storms bring memories of retreating backs, the biting sting of rejection and the chill of abandonment. When the wind howls, getting caught in the rain is like a kiss from the Tsaritsa against his exposed skin, reminding him of the delicate embrace of her cryo shield that night. It makes his vision thrum and flicker against his hip and causes the skin beneath his eyepatch to ache something fierce. Rain means tragedy and pain, and honesty in a way Kaeya has long since denied himself the pleasure of.

“Klee wonders if mommy has shelter, or if it’s sunny where she is.” 

The rain brings the worst of Kaeya to the surface, melts his shields of mockery and cryo and leaves him stark and defenseless to the storm. But-

“It has to rain sometimes, if the flowers are to grow and the rivers are to last. Without the rain, the world loses a part of itself. And I’m sure that even when it’s cold, Miss Alice is kept warm knowing that you’re safe and sound here.” Klee lets out a soft noise in thought. She’s been slowly worming her way into his lap, pulling her blanket around them both in the process. “Besides, the rain makes us seek shelter and warmth and brings people closer together in doing so. We can appreciate our time in the company of another and look forward to seeing the sun when it’s over. It’s always nice after the rain, isn’t it?”

The young girl tucks the blanket under her chin, leaning her head back against his chest to look up at him.

“Klee likes the rainbows after a storm. And the way the air smells. And Klee’s favourite mushyrooms like the rain, so they grow extra big after!” Her voice grows in her excitement, chattering like a Springvale squirrel. 

“That’s right. It’s not very nice out right now, but we have plenty to look forward to in the morning. After you get some rest.” Klee is a wonderful child, but he was glad to say he had never seen her cranky from lack of sleep. And he was not in the mood to find out what that looked like, especially with the experiments she and Albedo have been concocting lately. The smell of gunpowder and flaming flower stamens emanating from the alchemy wing within the past few weeks had been concerning to say the least.

“But Klee’s not tired yet..” 

“Then how about you join me for some tea and then we’ll see. You caught me just as I was brewing some.” Chamomile would be useful for chasing away any bad dreams, and the sooner the Spark Knight was back in bed, the sooner he could return to his work.

“Okay!” Still so vibrant and loud at such a late hour. Kaeya supposed that their secret sharing time, and its quietness, were over for the night. “Can Klee have honey in her tea? Pleasee?” Sugar might not be a good idea this late at night but what the hell? Kaeya could be the fun brother tonight. Rising to his feet with a bundle of Klee and blanket in his arms, he let out a light chuckle. 

“I’m sure that can be arranged, my dear Spark Knight.”

It didn’t take long for the tea to work its magic. While she may have whined over the prospect of going back to bed, Kaeya found himself moving to protect her head from hitting her tea cup more than once as the pair shared a late night snack. He wasn’t sure who had left a tin of baked goods in the kitchen, but he made note to stop by Good Hunter early tomorrow to replace them. Making their way back to solitary, Kaeya lifted her up to rest against his shoulder as they reached the stairs. Pulling back her bed covers gently, Kaeya laid her down gently, placing Dodoco beside her.

“Okay, firefly, hat and scarf, please.” While she had been dressed for bed, she had kept those on, likely to ward the chill of the building at night. As she passed each of them to him, he hung them on their respective hangers above her desk, each adorned with a different breed of crystalfly. She was asleep before he even turned around. Kneeling down next to her cot, he pulled the thick, red quilt up and over, tucking her in in a familiar motion, making sure Dodoco was tucked in just as tight. Smoothing down her hair, he rose to his feet, moving to snuff out the bedside lantern. 

“Good night, big brother…” It was soft, muffled by pillows and blankets, but Kaeya heard her loud and clear. 

“Good night Klee. Sweetest dreams.” Shutting the door as quietly as possible and sharing a brief greeting with Wood, the Cavalry Captain made his way back to his office. But not long after returning to his desk, sleep caught up with him as well.

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The wind was too loud, even with his hands over his ears. It was the first storm since Kaeya began living at the manor and it was dredging up sore memories. It made him think of Mama. It was always cold in Khaenri’ah, so if it was cold in Mondstadt it must be freezing there tonight. She had found materials to work on that blanket she had been planning just before his father whisked him away. It had been about six months now since he arrived in Mondstadt. Kaeya wonders if she got to finish it before the weather got colder. Kaeya wishes he had had the chance to help her with it. She always made him tea before he sat and watched her work.

It was past 8 o’clock, the time Master Crepus set for him and the young master to head to bed. The two children shared bedrooms next to one another, their beds sharing the same wall. Kaeya wondered if the person in the bed next door was finding it easier to sleep. Diluc had warmed up to him instantly, even as the adults around them worried over what to do with a lost and scared child, still wrapped in the lord of the house’s rain soaked coat. While Kaeya still struggled with some aspects of Mond’s language and various dialects, Diluc’s running dialogue of funny stories and history lessons of all his favourite places in Mondstadt had made it easier to pick up the language fast. On more than one night, Kaeya found himself lulled to sleep by the boy’s stories of Arundolyn and Rostam, only to find himself safe and snug in his bedroom by morning. 

Curling his fists in his blankets, he wondered if Diluc was still awake. Clutching the lightest of the bed clothes to his chest, a knit chenille blanket Crepus had gifted him his first night in the manor, he crept out of the room and across the hall on the balls of his feet. Diluc’s bedroom door was unlocked, but Kaeya hesitated with his hand on the doorknob. What if Diluc got mad at Kaeya for waking him up? Kaeya was only a year and a half younger, but what if the redhead thought he was a crybaby? Before he could make up his mind, the door, not fully shut when the elder boy had gone to bed, creaked open on unoiled hinges. From the doorway, Kaeya watched as the body laying in bed shifted before letting out a small groan.

“Kaeya..?” Darn it, Kaeya thought, as Diluc sat up, rubbing at his eyes lazily with his fist, “What’s wrong?” Kaeya froze like a deer in the headlights, unsure what to do. At his silence, Diluc perked up, squinting into the darkness to make out the shape in his doorway. “Kaeya? Is everything okay?”

“I can’t sleep…” His cheeks burned with embarrassment, little feet shuffling against the cold hardwood. He wrapped his blanket around himself tighter, tucking in his chilly nose and mouth, as if it would muffle what had already been said. The older boy watched him for a moment, before shifting in bed.

“Wanna sleep here tonight?” To punctuate his question, Diluc patted the empty space next to him. Kaeya gave a small nod before padding into the room, moving fast before the redhead could rescind the offer. Crawling under the blankets, he snuggled into the warmth, savouring the safe space. He hadn’t noticed from the doorway, but Diluc had stuffed animals in the bed with him. Kaeya hadn’t seen them before, but his older brother was adamant that he wasn’t a little boy anymore. He was just shy of 12 years old, after all. So it made sense he would be sensitive about needing plushies to sleep. Kaeya held the paw of a dog-shaped plush as he turned his head to face Diluc.

“What’s keeping you up?” Diluc had a furrow between his brows as he looked at him, having settled back into bed. He had wrapped his arms around his pillow, squishing his cheek into the fabric as he tried to read his brother’s face in the dark. He pouted as he said it, as if he had phrased something wrong. “You don’t need to tell me, but I want to help.”

“The storm,” Kaeya took a deep breath to calm himself, wrapping himself into the blanket cocoon tighter and pulling the plushie closer. “I want my mama… She always let me sleep with her when it was scary outside.” The smell of fresh linens clinging to the sheets around him was so different from the smell of lavender she carried. The pillows felt nothing like the comfort of his head resting on her chest, her fingers smoothing the knots in his hair. 

“I miss my mom too,” Diluc’s voice pulled him from his thoughts. “I didn’t get to know her, but dad has so many stories about her. Whenever I have nightmares, he lets me stay in his room for the night and he tells me stories about her until I fall asleep.” His grip on the pillow tightened. “Our moms aren’t around, but we have each other! We can scare the nightmares away, right?” The young redhead had raised his voice and Kaeya tried his best to stifle his laugh. Laughing would be mean, mama said so. And Diluc’s bed and stuffed animals were more comfy than his cold room with all that wind howling outside his window. So, instead he nodded.

“Mhm!”

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Sleeping sitting up was never good for the neck or back. And sleeping on a mountain of paperwork and pens wasn’t much better. 

The sunlight had been a rude awakening. The torrential downpour had broken, the clouds parting to reveal the sunniest day Mond had seen in a while, light catching on the puddles as a rainbow stretched lazily across the horizon. It would have been pretty if it hadn’t been so impolite in waking the Quartermaster. Letting out a croaky yawn, Kaeya popped his back as he stretched like a cat across his desk. The paperwork beneath him was a lost cause, so why not. Gods, Lisa was going to have his neck. Better buy a few electro resistance potions before he faced her today. 

Looking over his desk to survey the damage, he noticed a bundle of red cloth complete with a small note written in clunky, childish handwriting.

“Good morning, Kaeya! Klee made fishy toast and skewers with Aether and Paimon for you. Enjoy! :)” 

Kaeya let out a huff of laughter at the doodle she had left at the bottom of the note of them both standing in the sun. The way she had drawn his face told him that Albedo had given her art lessons again. Tucking into his breakfast, Kaeya gazed out the window. The storm had dissipated to reveal a cloudless sky, and from his office he could see the people in the market square milling about, mingling and laughing in the balmy spring air. 

The view told Kaeya that it was going to be a good day today.

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