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#yanfei-cafe-writes
zushikiss · 1 year
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This is very self indulgent but like very busy yanfei who is always visiting this cafe (says bcus the coffee there is great) but is actually there to catch a glimpse of reader who is a florist on the other side of the road. Both litteraly fawning over each other with their friends and coworkers.
Write it however u want but this was also kind of a drabble <3
summary ; you find the person behind the counter extremely attractive which is why you frequent their shop, but what happens when you finally shoot your shot/when they shoot their shot with you?
warnings ; cursing, fluff just like fluff and a bit of awkwardness but still fluffy and i think thats it yes
pairings ; yanfei, scaramouche x gn!reader [ seperately ]
notes ; ahhh anon i'm so sorry 😭 i misread this and i already finished with making yanfei's when i reread it :,) yanfei's is a bit different than what you requested so i apologize but i hope it's still okay, scara's part is so rushed since i accidentally posted this too early when i haven't even started on his part yet, might make a part two with diluc if someone requests :<
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─ YANFEI
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You kept smiling to yourself like a fool as you poured the milk into a heart shape, though a smile tugged on your lips your mind was running wild, how can it not when that gorgeous lady is sitting right there?? you don't know her name but guessing from the various books about law always scattered on her table you guessed she was a law student, or a lawyer.
You finally mustered up the courage to give her your number, you hesitated as you picked up the tissue with your number on it, aether's eyes were on you as his hands were glued to his phone, you guessed that he was updating the gc about your law student shenanigans, you sighed as you picked up a brand new tissue deciding to not go through with your plan.
"Stop being a pussy and just give it to her oh my archons, do it for me at least I am tired of your bullshit."
Feigning an offended face you decided to listen to your friend, you picked up the tissue with your number on it as you walked over to the law student's table, though unknown to you the said law student had been ranting to her private account about how amazing you look, she was stunned with how someone could look perfect while literally pouring liquid into more liquid, but in yanfei's eyes you always appeared perfect so she paid no mind to it.
Her heart did plenty cartwheels as she reached for the tissue, she was supposed to wipe her mouth with it, parallel to her you'd been on edge for the past 15 minutes, the gorgeous law student had been paying no mind to your tissue but instead focused on her laptop, but now that she saw it you couldn't help but hide below the counter, your co-worker trying his best to stop his laughter.
Well let's just say you received a text from a very beautiful pink haired individual later that day :)
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─ SCARAMOUCHE
You enjoyed the peace and quiet, which is why you easily found solace in the small cat cafe near your house, not only was the cats' company amazing, you secretly adored the barista that worked there, from what you've heared from his co-workers his name waa scaramouche, oddly you thought it suited the indigo haired man.
You've went on numerous rants about how gorgeous and breathtaking this man was to your friends and you're sure that they're tired of you however you slowly worked up the courage to finally talk to him, and today's the day!!
"hi."
"hey?"
"i uh, my name's _____"
"..good to know?"
goddamn it he's cute but can't he just get the hint??
"look i think you're really cute, do you wanna watch a movie with me or something??"
The normally quiet and snarky man was nowhere to be found, the man who stood before you was completely flustered, a blush dusting over his cheeks as he directly avoided your eyes.
"With me? Are you sure??"
"Yes. 100%, Is that a yes or a no?"
"It's a yes.."
You certainly left the cat cafe with a little more than cat hair that day.
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kxmikomrade · 1 year
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We all know that we have both fallen in love with Kaveh🫶
So<3
GN!reader
A medium serving of Cafe latte, Onigiri, and cinnamon dango<33
Imagine in SAGAU, Creator!reader dotes on Kaveh, and is practically their fav<33 imagine how jealous other characters are bc their dearest creator is favoring him more than the rest<3
I will love this man more than my entire life.
🍁˖࿐ SAGAU - Kaveh
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╰┈➤Kaveh x Reader Order: Cafe latte, Medium serving onigiri, cinnamon dango Genre: Fluff, crack Gn!reader (or any gender) Pronouns: Y/P (your pronouns) Type: Headcanons Requested! by: @astrilien Warnings: Some swearing i think other than that, nothing but this was written before Kaveh's release/drip marketing. And I haven't done Haithams quest yet so 🤷 Waiter's Notes: How have your travels been? I hope that it hasnt been much trouble. I'm glad you have stopped by, please enjoy! ^^ Author's Notes: Welcome back my dear costumer who gives me food aswell 😌
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i pray for ur main, bcs theyre gonna get replaced as soon as this man gets released
doesnt matter if he isnt suitable for being a dps, if u build him right, and give him the fanciest 5* weapon, mans all set
Your main has gone through alot with you, but never something like this, they just KNOW that they arent gonna last long
Characters who got benched be like: first time?
First time you heard of his name you didnt really think much to it until he got leaked and showed up in the archon quest that you were all 👀👀
Ofc, the man took pride in it and got a huge ego boost because you just dropped all your attention on Alhaitham and the story and focused on him
Speaking of Haitham, he's never gonna hear the end of it. Bcs Kaveh's already gonna use u in his old married couple bickering with him
Kaveh literally making sure to be extra expressive and salty to Haitham whenever he's going to be shown in a quest just for you 🥰🥰
And every character you've ever simped for just stands there like 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️
Kind of heart broken with how you easily just dropped everything for him and a TAD bit jealous but they won't say anything because it isn't good :((
Bennett, Sucrose, Ayaka, Amber, Collei, Barbara, Noelle, Ganyu, Gorou, Nilou, Kaeya, Yun Jin, Yao Yao, Kazuha, Thoma, Nahida
*Is confused* First, you decide to go to Sumru to continue the archon quest, then get in the brain-juice draining quest with too many complications looking for answers and now you're suddenly simping over this random blonde guy???
Razor, Xiangling, Chongyun, Qiqi, Sayu, Layla, Xiao, Yun Jin
Uses their work to their advantage to get your spotlight back on them
Hu Tao, Yanfei, Yelan
Tries to get your attention back. Doing big dmg, getting you trinkets and even getting into trouble just so you could pay attention to them again
Itto, Klee, Yoimiya, Beidou, Childe, Hu Tao, Venti, Xinyan
Doesn't really care. (They're just bitter inside bcs of how you chose him over them LMAO)
Xiao, AlHaitham, Cyno, Eula, Kaeya, Mona, Diona, Keqing, Wanderer
Really doesn't care. Like good for you ig *proceeds to go to work*
Jean, Kokomi, Rosaria, Albedo, Diluc, Lisa, Ningguang, Zhongli, Shenhe, Raiden, Sara, Faruzan, Shinobu, Dori, Candace, Tighnari
Does NOT like it and they WILL let you know, doing small dmg out of spite. Even trying to shake off your control. And ofc, constantly complaining or mumbling about it
Itto, Heizou, Fischl
"Oh, I see how it is" then makes a full devised plan about getting you back, it's a really good plan so let's see how it goes 🫡
Ayato, Heizou, Yae Miko, Yelan, Xingqiu
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(458 words)
Sorry dat it's short, I haven't read much SAGAU so I don't rlly know wat to write :'DD
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xiao-cafe · 3 years
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Hehe, 49 with Childe perhaps? (๑′ᴗ‵๑)
big brain.... big brain anon...
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pairing: childe x gn!reader
prompt: "take off your shirt"
tags: childe's battle scars, mild suggestive themes, established relationship
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"can i see your scars?"
childe blinks at you twice before a smirk begins to creep onto his face.
"all of a sudden?" he questions, but the ginger obliges and rolls up the sleeves of his shirt, showing you the faded scars all over the length of his arms.
you let out a soft sound of approval as he presents his arms to you. using your pointer finger to trace a particularly jagged scar on his bicep, you peek at his childe's expression, wondering if he would tell you how he got it.
"what about your other scars?" you ask childe, patting his chest. "you told me that you almost died to an assassination attempt." you say, reminding him of the time he told you a particularly dramatic 'true story' of his.
childe lets out a laugh and presses his hand over yours, "you still remember that?"
there's a hint of nervousness in his voice and you can tell from the sickeningly innocent smile he has on his face that he's hoping you wouldn't question him further.
"take off your shirt."
"right now? we're not even in the be-"
you ignore childe as your hands slide under his shirt, the design of it allowing you to easily lift the fabric, exposing his torso.
his skin is littered with scars but you're all too distracted by the feel of his firm muscles under your palms to remember your original goal of seeing his scars.
"like what you see?" childe smirks, his voice is low as he leans back, giving you a better view. "i have more scars hidden under my pants too."
"shut up."
yet, despite your biting remark, you can't help the raging blush across your cheeks.
end.
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momiji-bookhouse · 2 years
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Kazuha w/ Barista!Reader
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pairing: Kaedehara Kazuha x gn!reader
genre: fluff, modern
words: 1.7k
a/n: I got the inspiration to finish this because I refuse to let Ayato or Venti sway me into pulling for their banners. Gotta stay strong for my man.
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You work at the local cafe near your university, so it's not surprising that you often run into your classmates or see the faces that you occasionally pass through on campus.
Many have become your regulars. There's Jean, who rarely ever sits down in the cafe and instead always take her coffee to go. It even came to a point that you would prepare her order beforehand and have it ready for her when she comes at 7 am sharp.
There's Albedo, the Biochem genius who scared you the first time he ordered 8 extra shots of espresso in his black coffee. Sometimes he would sit and sketch or do his work, sometimes he would immediately rush off as soon as his order arrives. Other times his fellow TAs Sucrose and Timaeus would pick coffee up instead.
In the weekends, you often see Amber, Eula, Yanfei, Keqing, and Ayaka going to pick out their sweet treat for the week.
One day, a new face walks in, one that you're certain you've never seen on campus, for the streak of bright maple-red hair on his platinum blonde head would have definitely warrant a second look if you ever pass by him.
He walks up, and smiles in response to your welcoming one (yup, he's definitely super good-looking). He looks at the menu for a bit and then turns to you, and at this distance you can't help but notice the orange hue and golden flecks in his vermillion eyes.
You see his mouth moves, and you had to slap yourself internally just in time to catch his order. Thankfully your manager wasn't watching, or she would've scold you for being distracted by a pretty face.
You try to hide your flustered expression as you put his order in.
"Would you like me to bring sugar and milk for your tea?" "Just sugar please, thank you."
My word his voice sounds beautiful, so soothing and calming to the ears. (It's really not fair that someone that attractive can also have that good of a voice.)
You get started on his order, being able to bring it out to his table in no time. Although you go about your shift as per usual, you find your eyes going back to him once in a while.
From the books and the occasional scribbling into his notebook, you gather that he could be a humanities major of some sort. You can't help but notice the way he would bite his lips in thought, how he would twirl his pencil around, or how his forehead would crease or relax whenever he writes something down.
Seeing him bathed in the filtered sunlight of that hazy afternoon, turning his strands into silver threads, and the smile appearing on his serene face, you can't deny that you're half-hypnotized by the sight.
He joins the ranks of the cafe's regulars, coming into the store multiple times a week, always with an order of tea to sip with his books and countless notebooks. You're able to chat with him sometimes when he orders and there's nobody behind him.
You learn his name (Kazuha) and that he indeed goes to the same university as you (literature major with a minor in creative writing), and where he's from (Inazuma).
They're always too short for your liking, and it makes you wonder if it's possible to be so taken by someone you've only spoken to a few times. But there's just something captivating about him, something about the lightness and soft vibes you get from him that makes you want to get to know him more. Him and his myriad of notebooks and journals and ink-stained fingers and airy chuckle that echoes in your ears long after he has sat down.
One day, he looks to be in a rush more than usual, only being able to sit down for about an hour before his phone rings and his face changes. He gulps down the rest of his tea, hissing as his tongue gets burnt and gathers all of his belongings before sprinting out the door.
You go to take his cup, and only then did you notice the small piece of paper on the table, something that must've fallen from one of his notebooks. You pick it up, thinking it's trash, but then you see the loops and curves of his handwriting.
It looks to be a poem of some sorts, but the lines trail off and there's several words crossed out, as well as eraser marks that makes it hard for you to decipher. You have an inkling that maybe you shouldn't be reading his work, but at the same time it feels like an opportunity to glance at a sliver of his life.
Even with its incompleteness, you find his poem beautiful. The imagery he used and the simplicity that let his choice of words shine through evoking something inside of you.
You hold on to it, resolving to give it back to him the next chance you get.
But when that chance comes, you're unable to get a single word out when he orders due to the person behind him rushing you and being a b-
So you gave it to him when you bring his usual cup of tea to him.
"Here's your tea, Kazuha." "Thank you, (Y/N)." "And also, uh...here, I think you left this the last time you were here."
Kazuha's eyes widen when he receives the paper from you. "Oh, I didn't notice this fell out. Thank you."
"It's-it's very good!" "...sorry?" "The-the poem, I mean." You try to hide the lower part of your face behind the tray. "I think it's beautiful." "O-oh, thank you."
That should've been the end of that. You've done your part. And yet your heart can't help but sink for not being able to carry on the conversation more.
Thankfully, your work distracts you. But then you see Kazuha getting up to leave, and instead of walking out the door, he's walking towards you.
"You didn't have to bring your cup to me, I could've cleaned it up myself." "I insist, you already have too much on your hands."
And before you could protest any more, he had already given you his empty cup, along with a small note. You look at him questioningly, only to see him winking at you for a brief moment before gliding out the door.
You're left confused and a little more than curious as you set the cup down, the piece of paper feeling like it weighs more than it should in your hand. You gulp audibly and slowly open it, hands trembling a little and your heart pounding in your ears.
You blink a few times when you realize that it's a poem. But not only that, it's the completed version of the poem that you read yesterday. However, there's one line scribbled in the end that caught your eye the most...
"Thanks for giving me the inspiration to finish this. Kazuha."
That started a new routine between the two of you. He would write lines of poetry for you – sometimes whole haikus and stanzas, sometimes only bits and pieces of ideas that he wants your opinion on. You would write your response and at times even write down some poetry lines that you come across and find particularly enchanting (he has definitely made you more interested in the genre than any teacher you've ever had.)
There are times when the various torn-off pieces of paper and sticky notes that were exchanged don't have poetry on them. They could contain simple questions such as how each of their day was or things going on in their lives or anything that comes to mind.
One time you read his story about how Itto tried to organize a floor-wide sumo tournament in the dorm he's staying at and that somehow lead to the floor collapsing, and the giggles that came out of you was so loud that it garnered attention from your co-workers.
It's something that you look forward to every single time it's your shift, silently hoping that it's him that comes through the door, eyes brightening whenever he hands you the note for the day with that knowing spark in his maple eyes.
It makes you even more whipped for him.
And then on one particular occasion, he catches you on break and you raise your eyebrows when he didn't leave right after handing you the note as he usually does.
"Can you...read this right now? It's ah, it's something that needs an immediate response." He feigns nonchalance, but you can see the way his hands slightly fidget and how eyes are more restless, looking everywhere but you.
You open it, seeing a poem as you would expect. But this one is different. It's a love poem.
It's simple and elegant like him, but the way the best and most beautiful images of nature were used to describe the person, as well as the way you can feel the intensity and ardentness of his words has your breath hitching and cheeks flaming.
But then your stomach twists when you realize that this poem sounds too intimate and personal to not be a reflection of his own feelings. So this must mean he likes someone.
It may not be you. It can't be you.
Your heart drops to your stomach as you hand it back to him. "It's-it's breathtaking. You must've spent a lot of time on this."
His brows furrow for a second, an expression of what looks like panic pass by his face before realization dawns on him. "There's more on the back."
You flip it around, half wanting to know more, and half not wanting to torture yourself by reading more of his carefully-spun love declarations to whoever it is. But then your eyes almost pop out of their sockets when you read the whole thing.
"(Y/N), my light, my muse. All of these words I have written are dedicated to you. I stand before you as a cowardly man who does not know how to adequately express these feelings aside from the only way I know how. If you're willing, and if these feelings are reciprocated, will you go on a date with me?"
With your break fast approaching its end, you only have time to give him a simple answer, with your heart soaring and a melody singing in your ears.
"Yes, yes! Of course!"
The radiant smile that he gives you is one that you want to burn into your memories forever.
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archived-kin · 3 years
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xiao does romance bad
note from kin: this is set in the same universe as this zhongli piece! here’s a cheat sheet for the au, but if you don’t want to read all that, it’s a basically just a modern au where zhongli is a history professor and yanfei and xiao are his adopted kids, with the family name zhao ^^
i’m also planning to do another part for yanfei so basically this modern au series is just three [name]s seducing each member of the zhao family
i didn’t specify reader’s height but i did write this with reader being taller than xiao in mind! also you’re a little bit of a dumbass but you are v sweet (and unintentionally suave), plus you have a cool scarf, so i think that makes up for it
fandom: genshin impact
character(s): gn!reader, xiao, zhongli, yanfei, lisa
pairing(s): xiao/reader
warning(s): xiao says he hates you like three times (but don’t worry he’s lying to himself)
genre: fluff :D
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Xiao likes to think that he lives a relatively peaceful life.
He’s a creature of routine and order; he does what he’s used to, and doesn’t like to deviate from the norm. He goes to bed at the same time every night, wakes up at the same time every morning, and sticks to a self-imposed daily schedule so strict that it’s as if some invisible headmaster is threatening to beat him if he goes off-timetable.
He keeps all his things in carefully arranged and memorised locations, always returning them to their rightful places whenever he’s done with them. He cleans out his room almost weekly, disliking clutter, and can’t help but tidy his sister’s often messy room too - without everything where he remembers them being, he simply can’t go on without feeling uneasy.
When he does do things out of the ordinary, it’s almost never without any forewarning, and that’s because Xiao doesn’t like it when unexpected things happen. He doesn’t like surprises, and he doesn’t like it when he’s placed in situations he doesn’t have control over.
Which is why he hates you so much.
You and your constant happy-go-lucky grin, your infuriating little quips, and that stupid scarf that catches his eye every time you walk by. You never follow any kind of pattern, and you never do or say what he expects you to. You’re as unpredictable and ever-changing as a buzzing dragonfly over the surface of a pond, going every which direction whenever it suits you, and Xiao is always getting caught in your ripples.
He sees you everywhere, around the university campus, in the corner of a cafe, sitting atop one of the fences in his favourite park, even just walking past his house just as he happens to glance out the window. And that’s the worst part - because he never knows when you’re going to show up and disrupt his day with that smile of yours that always makes his heart rate leap—
No! You’re an infuriating distraction, an unrelenting thorn in his side that never, ever follows the rules. All you do is get in his way - all you are is a nuisance. And nuisances should be ignored until they go away, right?
So why, Xiao wonders late one night, staring at his ceiling as he tries to get to sleep - why can’t he stop thinking about you?
Every time he closes his eyes, your face swims into view again, half-obscured by that damn scarf, eyes crinkled at the corners as you smile, calling out to him with no regard for the eyes you attract the attention of. Even as he rolls over, shoving a pillow to his ears in an effort to block out your voice, you only seem to get closer - you only seem to appear to him with even more clarity.
He raises a hand to his cheeks. When did they get so hot?
Xiao doesn’t like the things that disrupt his daily routine. He doesn’t like the way you make his heart pound just by walking by, the way you make him feel like he’s about to implode on the spot with a simple smile. He doesn’t like the fact that you’re around every corner he rounds, on the other side of every road he crosses. And he most certainly doesn’t like you!
He sighs, biting back the urge to let out a frustrated scream into his bedsheets as he hears Yanfei shift in her bedroom next door. One thing is for sure - he is absolutely fucked.
You don’t leave his mind after that night, either. He finds you cropping up in his thoughts at the most mundane of moments and the most inconvenient of situations - in the middle of waiting in line to get the groceries scanned, writing up essays at the dinner table with a mug of coffee, sitting at the back of one of his father’s fancy guzheng performances with his sister vibrating excitedly beside him...no matter how far he is from you, your face just keeps coming back to him.
And, one day, he decides that he’s had enough.
“A-Fei,” He says urgently, practically kicking in his sister’s door, “I need your help.”
Yanfei perches her reading glasses on her head and turns to give him an unimpressed look. “You could have knocked.”
“Whatever,” Xiao dismisses, throwing himself onto her bed with a huff. “I need you to help me with something.”
“I heard you the first time,” She shakes her head, marking her place in her enormous law book and setting it aside. “And you never call me A-Fei anymore - unless you want something. Go on, then, what is it?”
Xiao raises his head, glancing back and forth as if someone might be listening. “It’s about… someone.”
She raises an eyebrow. “You mean that [Name] person that you’re obsessed with?”
“I—” Xiao scrambles to sit up, feeling his cheeks flush. “I’m not obsessed with them!”
“Yes, you are,” Yanfei says matter-of-factly.
He opens his mouth to make a protest and finds none. He feels himself wilt. “...yeah, I am.”
“At least you’re admitting it now,” She says with a smile, spinning back and forth in her chair and swinging one leg over the other. “That’s progress. Alright, then, what do you need help with?”
“Well…” He dips his head, cupping his chin in his hands and staring shame-facedly at the enormous deer plush sitting in the corner of Yanfei’s room. Their father had gotten it for her birthday about two years ago, and never has it made Xiao feel more victimised than right now. It feels like it’s judging him with those beady little glass eyes.
“A date?” Yanfei guesses. “You want to ask them on a date?”
He chokes on his inhale and starts coughing furiously. Yanfei rolls over in her chair and helpfully thumps him on the back.
“That’s a yes, right?” She asks as he takes a deep breath. Is it just him, or is the room suddenly a lot hotter than before?
He shakes his head, but it’s more of a ‘I can’t believe you’ shake than a ‘no’ shake. “I don’t know…”
“Well, do you like them or not?” She cocks her head to the side. “If you do, you ask them on a date. If you don’t, you don’t. Simple, right?”
The way she words it makes it sound like child’s play, but to Xiao, this matter is about as simple as brain surgery. “It isn’t as easy as that.”
“Not easy how?” She asks patiently. It feels kind of like their roles have been reversed - like Xiao’s suddenly become the younger sibling in need of guidance from Yanfei instead of the other way round. He might have laughed if he wasn’t going through mental turmoil comparable to a war zone where all the soldiers have your face.
“Not easy like…” He pauses and groans into his hands. “Like I don’t know what I’m feeling.”
“You never do,” Yanfei teases, poking him in the forehead. “Remember when Dad came back from that trip and you didn’t know how to tell him you missed him, so you just bit him really hard on the arm?”
Xiao feels himself flush even redder. “That was ages ago!”
“Calm down!” She hurriedly placates as he throws himself sideways, slamming his cheek into her blanket with a low groan. “I’m not saying you’re going to bite [Name] if you try to talk to them or anything.”
Xiao mutters something indiscernible in reply. Yanfei shakes her head. “You’ll never know if you don’t try, right? You don’t even have to say it’s a date. Just invite them to study with you or something.”
“I don’t even know what they’re studying,” Xiao replies defeatedly, turning onto his back and staring up at the  glow-in-the-dark star stickers he helped her put on the ceiling back when they first moved in. “They’re going to think it’s weird if we’re not even taking the same degrees.”
Yanfei sighs. “You’re not going to go with any of my ideas, are you?”
Xiao doesn’t reply, raising his hands and planting them firmly on his face. His sister sighs again and lies down next to him.
“You don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to,” She says after a moment. “But, I’m just saying - I don’t think you’d regret it if you did.”
Xiao pulls his hands away from his face and drops them at his sides, releasing a slow huff of half exhaustion and half resignation. “...why do you want me to talk to them so much?”
“‘Cause you clearly like them, stupid,” She replies with a snicker. Xiao absently reaches over and punches her in the arm. “Besides, don’t you think it’s a bit too much of a coincidence that they keep showing up everywhere you go? I reckon they’re trying to catch your attention.”
He turns his head to look at her, but she’s staring up at the ceiling. He turns back and does the same. “...what do you mean?”
“You know that story Dad told us about the two birds always flying past each other?” She asks. “And then they start falling in love because they just keep seeing each other, and every time they do they notice something about each other that makes them even more in love. That’s you and [Name].”
She thinks for a moment, then adds, “I mean, the birds do both get shot down by a hunter at the end, but that probably isn’t going to happen to you.”
Xiao chuckles dryly. “Could’ve done without that last part.”
“I’m just saying,” She retorts. “That’s how the story goes.”
They both lapse into silence. Xiao’s eyes unfocus on the star stickers until he’s barely seeing them at all. He doesn’t know what to feel.
I hate them. That’s not true, and he doesn’t think it ever has been. He doesn’t hate you - he hates that you have such an effect on him. He hates that you’re able to just waltz into his life and completely throw his day into disarray as soon as he sees your face - he hates that he just can’t continue with his comfortable schedule without you distracting him every five minutes.
But love? He’s barely even said anything to you! The majority of the conversations he’s had with you have consisted of you spouting off something both moronic and suave at the same time for about five minutes at a time as he either attempts to stutter out a response over the sound of his heart going a million miles an hour or just flat-out ignores you. Hell, the only reason he even knows your name is because he overheard a friend addressing you - he doesn’t even know your surname, let alone know you well enough to have caught feelings.
Xiao’s never considered himself someone who’d give their heart away that easily. If he’s going to fall for anyone, it’d have to be after he’s known them for a while - or, at least, that’s what he used to think. Now he isn’t sure.
He isn’t sure of anything now that you’ve come into his life.
Love. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Xiao is terrified to use that word right now. Before, love had been a simple thing - he loves his father, and he loves his sister. That had been all he needed to think about… but this is a different kind of love entirely. And he isn’t even sure if he’s feeling it!
If not ‘love’, then… I’ll just call it ‘like’. Like is easy to understand. Xiao likes a lot of things. He likes cats, he likes his motorbike, he likes walks in the snow. He likes… you.
One day he’ll have to face the facts, but the facts can wait - especially when they’re so difficult to understand. For now, ‘like’ works. Maybe it’ll make sense once he knows you better.
And, if he wants to know you better, he’s going to have to actually talk to you.
As it turns out, though, since the universe apparently hates him, he doesn’t have nearly enough time to formulate a plan. Not even three days later, you corner him in a local bookshop.
“‘Sup,” You say with a toothy grin. You’re reaching over his right shoulder to grab one of the books on the shelf behind him, practically nose-to-nose with him. “Long time no see.”
He stares wide-eyed at you, unable to even respond. He feels like he’s going to start steaming at the ears at any moment. Is this what ascending to a different dimension feels like?
“[Name], dear, stop kabedon-ing our visitors,” calls the pretty lady at the counter, setting down her cup with an amused smile.
“Aw, c’mon, Miss Lisa!” You pull away, and Xiao releases an enormous sigh of relief. Having you in such close proximity is clearly far too dangerous for him. He starts edging to the door. “I was just grabbing a book!”
‘Lisa’ giggles. “You can conduct your romantic escapades somewhere where I’m not trying to make a living. Ah, what’s this? Are you buying all of these, darling?”
Xiao looks over to see a young man with an enormous stack of textbooks struggling to set them down on the front desk. His cheeks are a bright pink, and he can’t help but wonder - is that what he looks like around you?
“Miss Lisa’s real popular with the lads,” You whisper conspirationally, suddenly right next to him. Xiao jerks back aggressively in surprise, nearly knocking a bookshelf over. “And the ladies, too. Cool, right?”
“Uh,” is all Xiao can say in reply. If Yanfei was watching this, she’d be laughing her head off.
“Miss Lisa’s the best,” You continue with a grin. “Uni’s all well and good, but I’ve got bills to pay, you know? So I help out here whenever I can, and she gives me plenty to pay everything off. Hey, you should try working here too! We can be book assistant buddies!”
“Uh,” Xiao repeats. He feels like a broken record. Despite the fact that he doesn’t really have any need for extra wages, he finds himself nodding.
You immediately light up like a Christmas tree. “Nice! I’ll let Miss Lisa know!”
Xiao raises a hand and thumps at his chest as you turn to do just that. Then you pause and take a step back again. “Actually, it looks like she’s busy right now…”
Xiao follows your line of vision. The man with all the textbooks is still here, making a miserable attempt at small talk. At the very least, Lisa seems to be entertaining him.
“It’s all pointless, really,” You say, your voice low once more. You duck further into the shop, away from the front desk, and Xiao can’t help but follow like a lost duckling as soon as you beckon him. “Miss Lisa can get real flirty sometimes, but she’s not looking for any beaus right now. Says she doesn’t want to deal with love just yet.”
Xiao can sympathise with the sentiment. If he could just choose not to deal with these feelings, just delete the butterflies that start bouncing around inside him when he’s with you - well, he’s not sure if he’d be any happier for it, but at least it would make life simple again.
“To each their own and everything, but I think love’s pretty cool,” You say, leaning against the wall and giving him a lopsided smile. “Haven’t found anyone who likes me enough to put up with me yet, though. Still, I reckon love’s one of those things you’ve just gotta wait for, you know?”
“Right,” Xiao says, strained. Well, at least it’s not another ‘uh’. This is why he hates it when he runs into you like this - he never manages to say anything of substance.
“You look kinda hot,” You comment, cocking your head to the side. Xiao nearly combusts on the spot. “No, I mean, like - you’re going all pink.”
You reach out, and before he’s even able to register it, your hand has landed on his forehead, and he basically shuts down right then and there. “Whoa, you’re really burning up. You sick?”
What kind of Wattpad fan fiction is this?! Xiao wouldn’t be surprised if he did actually get a fever from this - or if he just burst into flames. Every single muscle in his body has seized up, and he doesn’t think he could move even if he tried.
You pull your hand away, and he barely has a moment to breathe before you’re touching his cheek with impossibly gentle fingers. “You shouldn’t running about in shops if you’re sick. Take care of yourself.”
…I can’t deal with this.
You jerk back in surprise as Xiao abruptly ducks away, nearly knocking a bookshelf over. You catch it, but the weight of it in your arms prevents you from following him as he sprints out of the bookshop, head ducked to keep his scarlet face hidden.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, He chants to himself as he runs, clenching at the fabric of his shirt over his chest. I am absolutely fucked.
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Synopsis: random headcanons, and scenarios with genshin characters in a modern au!
Warnings: swearing in Scaramouche’s part
Game/ fandom: genshin impact
Characters: childe, Scaramouche, yanfei, and xiao,
Pronouns for reader: gender neutral/ not mentioned
A/n: hello! I had a thought about some scenarios with a few characters and wanted to write them! Hope you enjoy and have a great day :D
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Childe wines about wanting a dog almost everyday. He definitely wants a pet so then whenever his younger siblings come over they can hang out with the dog. (And because of course he loves animals (idc he does)) probably put together a presentation with teucer about why you should get a dog, but half way through the presentation it turns into why you should get one of those robotic dogs. (Did anyone have one of those? It was called like… zoomer or something? Teucer would 100% want one of those)
Whenever you’re sick Scaramouche will make you food in your kitchen. Coming over the moment he finds out your sick and basically kicking the door down with a bunch of ingredients he bought on his way over. Don’t even think about getting up cause he’ll literally throw you back into bed. Doesn’t matter if you’re taller, more muscular, or bigger than him. He’ll do it. “You dumbass go back to bed. I’ll make you some soup just be patient jeez.” But also don’t get close to him or he’ll be like “don’t you’re sick. Nasty ass bit-“
With yanfei study dates are a must. She’ll talk through her assignment and you’re just… next to her. Nodding along while writing her thoughts on your own paper. You literally can’t do your homework at a cafe or anything because she’ll start mumbling to herself and then scream “well it can’t be 19 cause that’s impossible!” The barista has glared at you both a few too many times for comfort. So you’re not doing that again.
Everyday after school xiao will wait for you and walk home with you, take the bus with you, or go to some sort of cafe to hang out, or even just take a drive or something. Just do something together to wind down from school instead of going home straight away and do schoolwork. In Xiaos words (probably) “taking a break is necessary.” And then turns around and just… doesn’t take many breaks
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favoniuscodex · 3 years
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HIIIIIIIIII i’m a follower that’s simply in love with your writing!! so in love that i’ve read everything that you posted here! just wanted to say you’re incredibly talented and i adore your knight!AU. if you have any other blog//account recommendation f someone who is obsessed w diluc and albedo ((also zhong and venven)) i’m all ears!! TYYYYYYSMMMMM!!!
hi sorry for taking a sec to answer this, i wanted to wait till i was back on desktop to recommend these. thank u for the sweet compliments <3333 if you mean inheritance with the knight!au, that made me giggle a bit bc that was the fic to really get my blog started, even if it remains unfinished to this day. i'm deeply touched that you've actually taken the time to read everything on this blog!
as usual i recommend all my moots (i have a "#fic rec" tag if u wanna check that out!), but i figured this would be a good time to shoutout some specific authors whose works i go out of my way to read when i see them on my dash!
@yanfei-cafe -> dex has a lot of sweet short stories that never fail to improve my mood (well, besides the angst ones). her stories r like those little mini cakes. not too long, but just enough sweetness that ur satisfied! dex writes for genshin ships & for reader-inserts (primarily reader inserts) and i think even i've requested from her a few times hehe.
@tartagliaxx -> op very much has a writing style that i adore w/ how descriptive they are in their stories! i highly recommend them bc u can see the passion and effort they put into their work! each are delightful to read. if an author can make me read albedo and enjoy it, that's how u know they're good !!!
@witch-hazels-musings -> hazel is a sweetie to her anons and is super descriptive in all of her writing! she writes for a plethora of characters && tends to have the shorter scenario style w/ a variety of different characters in response to a single prompt. warning that she does have some adult content/writing on her blog, but it's all tagged appropriately.
as 4 now ill leave it at these 3 recs since i almost never actually read fics, so i can't really pull anyone else out off the top of my head. sorry i can't be of more assistance, anon, but i hope u enjoy their works! <3
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thatringboy · 3 years
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HEWWO are you still doing the vision assignments?? I'd love to send one if that's okay <333
I'm a pisces sun enfp with enneagram 2w3!! my friends describe me as rather energetic and cheerful, as I always try my best to liven up the atmosphere as best as I can. I've also been told I'm a good listener & that people feel at ease around me for no real reason other than my vibe, tho I have a bad habit of overextending myself to everyone, which I'm trying real hard to fix by setting up proper boundaries!!
I take studies relatively seriously & often think about the next step I'll be taking towards my ideal future, but I don't always have the motivation to keep up as much as I'd like to; when combined with my tendency to procrastinate until the last minute, it doesn't leave any positive impact on my health but somehow I still get good grades LOL
I'm a vv curious person who loves learning about new things and channeling that knowledge into fic writing, though I also aim to become a published author!! also despite being vv young, I already feel as old as zhongli due to an odd combination of bones/joints that love to crunch loudly & my overwhelming exhaustion from my experiences ;;w;; I plan on coping w that by living out the cottagecore dream w a cottage & opening a cafe someday <33 if you can't tell, I ramble a lot, but thank u so so much in advance!!
Ack you sound like such a delightful person 💛💛
Thanks for sending in!
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Visions of this element represent passion, drive and confidence
Other Pyro Vision holders include Diluc Ragnvindr, Hu Tao, Xiangling, Klee, Amber, Bennett, Yanfei and Xinyan
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xiao-cafe · 3 years
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Can i request for the drabble game? Xiao with prompt 79, "be careful ", please? (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑
pairing: xiao x gn!reader
prompt: "be careful"
tags: fluff
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carefulness isn’t something xiao is used to.
he’s used to doing things in his own way. systematic. with a sense of ruthlessness that forces the job done.
it isn’t a perfected formula but it brings about satisfactory results. and that’s all xiao is concerned about.
but as you press a brief kiss to his cheek, mumbling your goodbyes through puffed cheeks and a mouth full of bread; the yaksha feels his heart thump in yearning for you. and perhaps a thousand more kisses to his cheeks, the ones that make his stomach flip.
slender fingers enclose around your wrist, tugging you back lightly. “wait-” a breathless plea escapes his lips before he realises it. you halt in your tracks, retracting your foot that had almost gone past the threshold of your home. there’s a twinkle in your eye and a quirk in your smile as you zero in his reddening ears, noting his embarrassment.
it’s no wonder his golden eyes are now avoiding your gaze.
“be careful,” the yaksha whispers curtly. the gruffness of his voice fails to mask the tenderness behind his words. in fact, it’s as gentle as the morning breeze that sweeps across your face, blowing lightly through the curtains of your window.
you nod in response. no words are needed to convey what you’re feeling. the tips of his hair tickles the sides of your face as xiao leans in, pressing his forehead to yours.
there is stillness in the moment. as if time had stopped solely for the both of you to savour in each other’s presence. yet, the crow of the rooster beckons you to make a move as time waits for no one. you bid goodbye to your grumpy adepti boyfriend once more, not forgetting to leave another lingering kiss to his cheek as you finally leave for work.
carefully.
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xiao-cafe · 3 years
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i'm not sure if you write for him... "i'd like to see you try" for scaramouche? thank u 🥰
i've never written for scaramouche before but i'd like to see myself try hehe
pairing: scaramouche x gn!reader
prompt: "i'd like to see you try"
tags: fluff, some violence(?)
a/n: wdym scaramouche isn't a tsundere??? anyways, this is unedited.
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it's in the middle a boring meeting do you realise that you've never seen your boss, scaramouche, blush. your gaze follows his every movement as he paces back and forth, muttering about how useless the fatui agents were.
a smile creeps onto your face as he meets your gaze, narrowing his eyes in suspicion.
"is there something you'd like to say?" scaramouche asks you as he crosses his arms. the man finally stops pacing and the room falls deathly silent.
"oh, it's nothing," you begin, "i was just thinking about how i've never seen you blush."
it's no secret that the sixth harbinger and you shared an unconventional relationship, bordering somewhere between a close friendship and romance. yet, the both of you would rather resort to violence than admit your special ties to each other.
a grin spreads across your lips as you watch scaramouche roll his eyes in annoyance, lips pursed.
you pay no attention to your colleagues who were fidgeting anxiously as they threw pleading looks at you that vaguely translated into 'please shut up.
taking a confident step forward, you approach scaramouche with a smirk on your face before leaning as close as you can into his personal space.
the immediate disgust that appears across his handsome features amuses you but you don't stop there.
"say, have i ever told you how beautiful your eyes are?" you whisper lowly to him.
a cough sounds out from behind you but you ignore it. your colleagues could watch you flirt with your superior for all you care since your only goal at the moment is to make him blush.
"no," scaramouche replies simply. "is that all you've got?"
aha, you think.
you note the twinkle of his eyes and the challenge it bears. "hm? are you confident in your ability to make me blush then?" you question in reply, raising an eyebrow at his unsaid challenge.
you can tell that your colleagues are itching to leave the meeting as they fail to hide their dread and general disinterest in the strange competition you've initiated against scaramouche.
"making you blush is easy," scaramouche says, he peeks around you and waves at your colleagues, shooing them away so it could just be you and him, alone.
"well, i'd like to see you try."
as you watch him chase away the last of the subordinates, the sudden urge to yawn catches you off guard and you give in almost too easily.
"being pretty must be pretty tiring."
a slam is heard as the door to the meeting room closes shut with force. you turn your head slowly to your side, not quite believing the words that had just fallen from scaramouche's lips.
smugness is radiating off of him as he looks to you, chin upturned with arrogance.
"at a loss for words? y-"
you cut him off immediately by grabbing his chin and forcing him to face you.
"then you must be exhausted," your voice comes out in a simper as your free hand reaches for his waist.
it's all worth it, you think as you watch scaramouche's face begin to redden. the apples of his cheeks turning scarlet as he becomes increasingly flustered the closer you are to him.
"how cute."
as soon as your comment leaves your lips, you're sent flying backwards, colliding harshly against the wall.
"y-you insolent... thing!" scaramouche yells, holding his hands to his face to hide his blush but it only makes you bark a laugh because even the back of his hands was pink.
as you pick yourself up, feeling pain shoot through your entire body you can't help but let out a laugh, "so worth it!"
end.
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xiao-cafe · 3 years
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C-can i request from the drabble game? Prompt 1 for diluc pls? Thank you if you accept this 🥺 - 👑
pairing: prince!diluc x gn!knight!reader
prompt: "that's how the story goes"
tags: royalty au(?), inheritance reference i guess LMFAOOOOOOOO
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the prince would never fall in love with a lowly knight, much less a knight of the enemy.
it is known amongst the people of mondstadt that their dear crown prince had prevailed in the great battle, defending the kingdom and successfully ending the war.
at least, that’s how the story goes for those unaware of what happened on the battlefield. in the midst of violence and bloodshed, the most peculiar romance had bloomed between the dear prince diluc and you, a knight of the enemy.
the great battle had been nothing but a riot of bloodthirsty soldiers refusing the cooperate in the surrender; against you, the knight who had suggested to surrender to prince diluc and his kingdom in the first place.
yet, with swift strikes and elegant footwork, you’re saved by the red-headed prince, his arm tight around your waist. his warmth is welcomed readily as you let him lead you out of danger.
“how suave,” you tease, tracing a finger on the cool metal of diluc’s chest armor.
rolling his eyes, the prince huffs haughtily in response, ignoring your teasing smirk. a beat of silence falls before diluc leans forward, his voice barely a whisper. “only for you,” he states, a small smile on his lips.
only a select few would know that the recently announced partner of the crown prince was not the cousin’s-niece’s-daughter’s-child of the grand duke kaeya but a knight.
a knight who had sought peace between the two lands above all else.
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xiao-cafe · 3 years
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hi!! if you’re still accepting them I’d like to ask for #74 of the Drabble game with xiao pls 🖤 ty ur killing it :)
i hope you enjoy this piping hot serving of xiao angst!
pairing: xiao x gn!reader
prompt: "you've shown me what love can feel like"
tags: angst, one-sided love LMAO
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he's never felt this way about anyone, much less a human. you're a little older than the kids that stare at him with unbridled wonder in their eyes but to an adepti like him, you're practically a baby.
but you don't share the same train of thought. your gentle demeanour as you approach him and even the way you speak stuns him. you treat him like he's a lonely young boy, just another kid in the neighbourhood.
although he swats your hand away when you reach out to pat his head, his heart twinges at the loss which causes him to blush profusely, uttering a single goodbye before he runs away.
his heart pounds with excitement whenever you appear, and you don't fail to make him feel like he's welcomed-- cared for.
it's scary how he looks forward to your visits every day, indulging in your presence and how you let him relax, putting aside his weapon and enjoying the steady beat of your heart as you stroke his hair with his head on your lap.
yet, it's when you call out for him for the first time, a wedding invitation in hand that he realises that he has been in love this whole time and you've already slipped through his fingers.
he accepts the invitation with trembling breaths, forcing a smile onto his face as he congratulates you.
you're so happy you don't even see the wisps of black smoke by his feet, eager to consume him in this moment of weakness.
he wonders if he should tell you that you were his solace. that without you, he could've never felt true happiness in his lonesome journey.
but the words are too heavy on his tongue, dying in his throat as you wave him goodbye, excited to leave for home, where your loved one was.
that night, the yaksha dons his mask, not with the purpose of killing but to hide his weakness as he stares at the moon, wishing he had understood his heart and listened to it earlier.
"you've shown me what love can feel like, and i'm eternally grateful," he whispers. his words drift in the wind, lost and soon to be forgotten.
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xiao-cafe · 3 years
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hihi! I was wondering if I could request drabble prompt 99 for Keqing please? Thank you so much c:
pairing: keqing x gn!reader
prompt: "dont look at me like that"
tags: modern au, office au
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ah. she’s blushing.
the pretty pink that paints her cheeks are all that you can think of as you continue to stare unabashedly, leaving the work before you untouched despite the echoing clicks of tongues as your colleagues shake their head, sounding their disapproval.
your infatuation with keqing is well known in the office and it’s as clear as day to everyone except the purple-haired girl herself.
you wonder what could it be that your supervisor, beidou, is saying to her to make her blush like that. perhaps she’s brought up an old memory or a minor flaw in the otherwise perfect report keqing submitted. you wouldn’t know. you’re not only too far away to hear, you weren’t even close enough as a friend to either woman to be privy to such conversations.
yet you find your eyes widening as your mouth forms an ‘o’ in surprise as keqing starts striding in your direction. her fingers clenched tightly around a can of coffee that just so happens to be your favourite.
“here, this is for you,” keqing states bluntly as she holds out the can to you.
your mouth remains agape but no response forms in your mouth,
“h-hey, don’t look at me like that, will you?!” her voice spikes sharply as she presses the can against your cheek. the sudden coolness of metal evoking an involuntary shudder down your spine.
“thank you?” you manage to say, your words coming out more like a query. you accept the can with both hands as politely as you can, lowering your head slightly. it feels like fireworks are going off in your gut and the rapid thudding of your heartbeat in your ears were the sounds of pretty colours lighting up the sky.
you barely hear the giggles from your coworker in the cubicle beside you as keqing smiles at you. a small smile that’s more of a mere quirk at the ends of her lips.
perhaps your answering grin was too eager for keqing’s taste because as soon as you do, she’s scurrying away, pigtails swaying.
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xiao-cafe · 3 years
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I just found this blog and I love it! Thanks for all the yummy food. Remember to take breaks, eat food, drink water, and in general take care of yourself. I would like to ask for prompt 76 “I wouldn’t change a thing about you” with Zhongli. Please and thank you. Have a wonderful day!
thank you!! I hope you take care of yourself too ^^
pairing: zhongli x gn!reader
prompt: “i wouldn’t change a thing about you”
tags: generic zhongli tags, fluff
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finding out your lover was rex lapis and now, an ex-archon, definitely came as a shock to you. but as time went by and the information sunk in, you realised that zhongli was still the one you sought warmth and comfort in, and nothing would ever change that.
yet, it seemed like he didn't share the same easygoingness you had.
worries that you would leave him or find him repulsive plagued his mind day and night. he found himself wishing more so than ever that he could be more human.
"zhongli, is there anything troubling you?"
you're too sharp when it comes to him. you've noticed the deep sighs and the furrowed brows and you knew something was up.
you watch as zhongli smiles and shakes his head, dismissing your question immediately. "there's absolutely nothing bothering me, darling," he tells you as he smiles again and it doesn't quite reach his eyes.
his eyes don't leave yours even as you slide off your chair, approaching him with slow deliberate steps.
there's a glint in your eyes and he instantly knows your plotting something. he lets out a knowing chuckle as you pluck his book out of his hands, sliding a bookmark into the crease between the pages before you snap the book shut and chuck it to the side.
"that was a good book," he comments but you only grin in response as you take your seat on his lap, reaching to intertwine your hand with his.
"i love you," you whisper, "and i wouldn't change a thing about you."
the room is momentarily silent, filled only with the sound of yours and zhongli's synchronised breathing.
"thank you, my love," he breathes out, voice barely a whisper.
you feel his arm wrap around your waist, pulling you closer until you're leaning on him.
"and, i love you too," zhongli adds smoothly.
a smile breaks out across his lips just as you press your lips onto his.
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xiao-cafe · 3 years
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maybe... "none of this is your fault" xiao x venti?
xiaoven omg... ur mind....
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pairing: xiao x venti
prompt: "none of this is your fault"
tags: hurt/comfort
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it's natural, xiao thinks. it's only natural that his comrades would eventually succumb to their karmic debt and leave him to continue the fight on his own.
but why does he feel guilt churning deep in his gut as he visits an old friend, only to discover that only a grave remains and not even a wisp of adeptal traces in the wind?
"none of this is your fault."
xiao doesn't flinch when he hears the voice of the anemo archon, echo in his ears. the wind suddenly picks up and a sigh escapes his lips when he feels the familiar smoothness of the archon's hand slip into his palm.
"they were a friend," he begins to explain, "we used to indulge in human delicacies while sharing stories—right there." he points at the old stone table, covered in moss.
glancing over at the archon, xiao isn't surprised to see a serene smile across venti's lips. yet, his eyes hold the same sorrow and understanding of accepting the loss of a friend.
"shall we play a song for your friend?" venti suggests as he retrieves something from his pockets. "it's been a while, but would you like to play the flute?" he asks, holding out the said instrument to xiao.
his golden eyes land on the flute, it is fleeting but he feels the barest sliver of hope bloom in his chest as he takes the flute from the archon's hands.
it's natural, xiao understands. it's only natural that he cherishes the time he had with his friends and carry the weight of his debt and theirs as he lives on.
because he knows that he is not at fault. not at all.
as the wind carries the melody of his flute, sending it soaring into the sky. xiao hopes that his friends will watch over him with smiles on their faces.
end.
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xiao-cafe · 3 years
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Ah may I request prompt 6, healer!female reader with Diluc?
i'm guessing you liked prompt 67 too, i hope you dont mind if i make this a gn!reader
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pairing: diluc x gn!reader
prompt: "no one's going to hurt you."
tags: fluff,
notes: this is a sequel to this but you don't have to read it ^^
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accompanying the diluc on his nightly escapades has become the norm for you after you deemed his last injury to be too life-threatening.
it took days of pestering before the red-headed man finally gave in and allowed you to tag along to one of his 'escapades'.
he had hoped to scare you off by showing you how dangerous his work was, but you came prepared.
with your trusty vision and healing powers, you supported diluc in his battles with utter ease and even he had no choice but to commend you for your efforts.
of course, with the evident progress in the relationship, it didn't take long for you to piece together the clues that pointed to diluc being the dark knight of mondstadt.
"you're the dark knight aren't you?" you ask diluc one night.
the man nearly drops his claymore as he whips his head towards you, a faint blush beginning to creep onto his face.
"i'm not." he replies bluntly, "I'm much better than that guy."
you bite down on your bottom lip, resisting the urge to giggle as you watch diluc avert his eyes from your gaze.
"don't worry, i won't tell anyone." you tell him, keeping a teasing tone to your voice. "after all, it's my job to make sure mondstadt's protector stays safe."
the moonlight lights up diluc's features perfectly. and despite the low light, it is obvious his face is as red as his hair, blazing crimson.
"with me around, no one's going to hurt you."
end.
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