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the yaksha’s wish

summary: when the strong yakshas who protected liyue begin to fall victim to their karmic debt, you decide to leave behind the ones who survived. it isn’t until 500 years later that you realize you aren’t the last yaksha alive.

pairing: xiao x yaksha!reader (kinda)

word count: 1.8k

note: basically a story that gives xiao at least a little bit of peace with what happened to the other yakshas

warnings: angst, mentions of death but nothing graphic, not a happy ending

you had a family once.

it was a long time ago, though. in a different period of time, a different liyue, it almost seemed like a different life time.

a yaksha brought to life to protect liyue from the horrid aftermath of the archon war, you never expected to feel love of any sort. you weren’t here to love, you were here to purge evil. you dedicated your life to this.

you considered your friends a found family of sorts. you were all known as the strongest yakshas and spent a considerable amount of time together. being with them made you forget about the demons you had to slay, the pain that coursed throughout your body; it all seemed to disappear. even if just for a moment, you were thankful.

having this bond, albeit short-lived, made everything hurt worse.

the fall of the strongest yaksha’s was expected, but it still felt like it happened too fast. the karmic debt you all faced everyday was wearing you down, there was no denying that. they could only hide the loss of memory and sanity for so long.

the day bonanus and manogias slain one another was the day everything changed. you had never expected your friends to turn on each other to the point of dying. even indarias was driven to madness. in such a short time, you had lost three of the people you held closest to your heart.

out of fear, you decided to depart from the remaining yakshas, alatus and bosacius. you feared that one day you would snap and hurt one of them, and it weighed heavy on your heart. alatus was the only one you spoke to about your plans.

“then where do you plan to go?” his voice is strained, almost hurt in a way. you feel a pang of guilt in your chest.

“i’m not exactly sure yet,” you sigh, sitting on the ground, looking down on liyue. such a beautiful nation, you think. i truly hope they will be okay without our protection.

alatus sits next to you. “you don’t have to leave,” he says softly. “i have faith that we will be okay.”

“you don’t know that, alatus,” you reply, voice shaking from emotion. “manogias and bonanus turned on each other, killed each other… it was so sudden, too…”

alatus is quiet.

“bosacius is already is poor health,” you point out. “do you think we’ll meet the same fate?”

“i don’t know,” alatus says. “i feel like all of my memories are still intact. i feel the same way i always have.”

you stand up again. alatus follows. “maybe i’ll return. maybe someday soon, maybe in a hundred years… maybe never.” you say. “but i hope to see you again, alatus.”

you spent the next 500 years in solitude. you would speak to the people you ran into, but most of the time, it was just you. you had found peace in your own company, spending most of your time collecting herbs to make your own medicine so the pain from the karmic debt was tolerable.

but, you always stayed close to liyue. even if it was just the outskirts of the nation, you were always close by just in case. one day you had finally decided to travel further away, planning to visit one of the neighboring nations, but you felt as if something was pulling you back to liyue. something was wrong. as fast as you could, you tried to find what was causing this horrific feeling deep inside you. eventually, you were lead to the chasm.

the millelith surrounded the area, fighting against monsters coming from deep within. your instincts kicked in, immediately joining the fight. no one questioned who you were, they were just thankful for your help.

you stopped in your tracks when you notice someone bigger than everyone in the millelith, four arms protruding from them, decorated in purple tattoos.

“bosacius?” you breathe. “bosacius!”

but he doesn’t hear you, and just keeps fighting. you shake your head to get yourself grounded.

now isn’t the time. focus on fighting these monsters.

“there’s too many! we need to retreat!” someone yells.

“we can’t! the lives of everyone in liyue are at stake. we need to fight!” someone replies.

“we still have the compass. if there’s a time it gets used, that time is now!”

“get the yaksha and the others to start the process. we need to seal these monsters away quickly,” someone says. they turn to you. “please, help me keep these monsters away from the compass.” they ask.

you nod and continue to fight.

“i shall hold the line by sealing the surface,” you hear a familiar voice say. in the corner of your eye, you see the amazing sight of the compass being used. blue light emits from the compass, and you can see the energy coming from it. bosacius stands next to it.

you can’t see what’s happening from all the light, but the monsters seem to be slowing down, and you won’t stop to look. and then, it’s quiet. the monsters have stopped. but bosacius is gone.

the mood hasn’t changed. no one cheers or congratulates their comrades for sealing the monsters away. it’s still somber.

“thank you,” a soldier thanks you. “you helped us immensely.”

“what about them?” you ask. “bosacius and the others? where have they gone?”

“bosacius…?” the solider furrows their brows. “do you mean the yaksha? is his name bosacius?”

you nod. “yes. him and i used to fight alongside each other long, long ago,” you explain. you tell the soldier your name.

“your name…” the solider sighs. “i heard bosacius talk about you. he kept calling for you and someone named alatus.”

“he also asked me where menogias was once,” another solider says.

“menogias and alatus were other yakshas we fought with,” you say. “do you… know where alatus is?”

the solider shakes his head. “no. i’m sorry.”

“and bosacius,” you add. “will he be okay?”

silence falls between you and the soldier, giving you the answer you were dreading to hear. you just nod, before walking to the seal that separated the monsters from the citizens of liyue.

“i’m sorry, bosacius,” you say. “i’m sorry i left. it seems that your memories are long gone… but i’m glad you still remembered me, even if it was for a moment. i won’t let them forget about you. i won’t let them forget about any of us,” you sigh. your chest feels heavy. what kind of feeling is this? you think. grief? or just sadness? “goodbye for now.”

you leave the chasm after that. and you don’t return.

you needed to look for alatus. you refused to believe that he was gone. if you and bosacius had survived all this time, there was a good chance alatus was still alive.

“alatus!” you shout. “alatus, can you hear me?”

a green flash of energy bursts in front of you, and alatus appears from behind it. he almost seems shocked to see that it’s actually you.

“you came back.”

you nod. “i did… i…” you try to collect your thoughts. “i had to.”

“i thought i was the only one left,” alatus admits. his voice is quiet as if he’d be shunned for thinking it. “you and bosacius have been gone for long. i didn’t know what happened to either of you.”

bosacius.

that’s right. you have to break the news of his fate to alatus.

“alatus…” you begin. “bosacius… he…” alatus’s face lights up at the mention of him. “he’s gone,” you quickly say. “monsters began to come out of the chasm, and i fought alongside him there before he was sealed away with the monsters,”

“you saw him?” alatus asks.

you nod. “he wasn’t in the best of conditions, not mentally.” you say. “someone told me he was asking for us.”

“he lost his mind before he left. i thought he died but it seems like i was wrong. perhaps he’s been residing in the chasm all of these years?” alatus suggests, more to himself than you.

“perhaps.” you agree.

“i can’t believe he managed to survive so long down there… i should have tried to find him, maybe this wouldn’t have—“

“alatus,” you interrupt him. “i will not let you put the blame on yourself. one way or another the karmic debt was going to catch up to him. it isn’t your fault this happened.”

for a moment his eyes meets yours before he quickly glances away, hesitantly nodding.

“do you plan to stay?” he asks.

“yes,” you answer. “now that we are the only ones left… i don’t see much reason in leaving again.”

from that day forward, alatus never left your side. you traveled around liyue together, usually taking refuge on the mountains. you introduced him to the medicine you had made to help ease his pain, and luckily, it worked. alatus was good at hiding the pain, but his drastic change in mood was proof that it was taking a toll on him.

you began to think that maybe it was fate that you and alatus were the last yakshas standing. maybe you were both safe after all.

what a foolish thought.

after awhile, you found yourself becoming tired much easier than before. no matter how much medicine you took, your body ached with so much pain you couldn’t move too much even if you wanted to. alatus did everything he could to help you.

there were many nights when he held you in his arms as you cried from the pain until you fell asleep. sometimes it felt unbearable, but having someone by your side made it easier.

one night, alatus helped you walk outside of the cave you were both staying in so you could see the sun set. you had spent the entire day asleep to combat the pain, but asked him if he could help you watch the sun set when you finally woke up. he helps you sit down on the grass as the sky fades into cool shades of orange and purple.

you rest your head on his shoulder, sighing. “this is the prettiest sky i’ve seen since…” you pause, trying to remember what you were seeing in your head. “there was one time, long ago, when i had fought alongside the other yakshas throughout the entire night, only finishing once the sun had risen. it was beautiful,” you say. “i remember looking at it with… someone i can’t remember the name of.”

“bonanus, right?” alatus tells you. “i remember seeing you two watching it. kind of like how we are right now.”

you nod. “right, bonanus…” how long ago had it been since she died? how long ago had it been since you and alatus decided to stay together? you couldn’t remember. “alatus, please stay with me.”

“of course. why would i leave you?” he asks.

“i just don’t want to die alone,” you admit quietly.

he doesn’t reply. he just grabs your hand and intertwines his fingers with yours.

the next morning, alatus wakes up alone.

he feels lucky that he was able to make at least one of the yakshas feel loved before they died.

he dug a grave for you. he didn’t want to, because then it would mean you were really gone. but he wanted you to have a resting place, which was something the others never got. he sat by your grave for the entire day, leaving only to find some qingxin flowers to plant on your grave so he could find it even when the dirt settled and the grass grew back. the first day of being alone again was the hardest, but he had to continue living, for you. for bosacius, for all the yakshas who perished. for the rest of his life he would never let anyone forget about any of you.

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact headcanons #genshin x reader #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #genshin impact imagines #genshin angst #genshin impact angst #xiao x reader #xiao x gender neutral reader #xiao angst #xiao imagines #xiao fic #genshin impact fic #genshin fic #xiao headcanons

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#real shit???#dani’s thoughts #DARKER SKINNED??? MAYBE ALL HOPE ISNT LOST #hoyverse don’t let me down please

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ohhh wow 😭 thank you axia for bringing this to light!! i’m gonna try and report it but it seems like wattpad is kinda stingy ??? which is weird but anyways

please don’t do this. it’s not cool even if you do give us credit. i had no idea my works were being posted anywhere else by anyone else but me.

good evening. i have found my (and a bunch of other authors) works reposted on wattpad without permission. the link is here. i dont know what the process is to report it, so any help is appreciated.

other authors who also got writing stolen: @witch-hazels-musings @rulaineyu @teyvatdreams @glazelilyy @genshin-fluff @xiaowhore and a BUNCH more idfk im sorry i cant tag everyone

does anyone know how to take this wattpad fic down????

#important!!#don’t plagiarize #it is not cool

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currently in my Hating Everything I Write So I Have Multiple Unfinished Pieces In My Docs era 🥲🥲 am i slaying

#dani’s thoughts #it takes me approximately 6 years to think of an idea #and then my brain hates the way i execute it #AAAAAAAA #i promise i wanna post more i just… cant 😭

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everything i write for childe is so angsty he truly cannot have one good day in my google docs

#dani’s thoughts

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helping them when they need it

incl. itto, xiao, kazuha, childe

warnings: mentions of injuries / cuts

a/n: childe’s is . kind of angsty ?? still has a little bit of reverse comfort. also takes place before he tries to destroy liyue <3

itto

you weren’t entirely sure why arataki itto ran to you when he had an allergy attack, but here he was, nearly hyperventilating at your doorstep.

“what happened?” you ask, putting your hand on his shoulder to steady him.

“beans,” he chokes out. “beans,” he repeats, coughing.

“we were getting food and there were beans hidden under his rice,” one of his gang members explains. “we told him to be careful but he was so hungry he took a bite without checking!”

“oh, jeez. come on,” you sigh, helping itto up. “could you guys give us some space?” you look to the three men standing behind itto.

they all nod. “we’ll stay out here if that’s what you need.”

you close your door and sit itto down. his eyes were filled with tears and he was coughing uncontrollably. “itto, you’ve gotta be more careful. this is the 2nd time this has happened in the past week,” you tell him. “at this rate, you’re gonna build an immunity to beans.”

itto rapidly shakes his head. “no way. never gonna happen,” he says with a strained voice.

“just sit here and calm down. you’re not gonna be able to get your breath back if you keep panicking,” you tell him. “do you want some water?”

itto quickly nods. you retrieve a glass of water for him and he slurps it down. “man, you really are a lifesaver,” he breathes. he already sounds better.

“are you gonna be okay? aren’t eating beans like, particularly bad for you? am i gonna have to rush you to a doctor?” you ask.

“slow down, slow down,” itto says between breaths. “i think i’ll be fine. might have to take it easy for the rest of the night, but i won’t die or anything. it was just one bean.” his face scrunches up. “so gross.”

you refill his glass of water, and he drinks it all in the blink of an eye. “d’you mind if i crash here for a bit?” he asks. “just a few hours, tops. i promise i’ll be gone before the sun sets.”

you nod. “that’s fine, i guess. what do you want me to tell the guys?”

“just tell ‘em to head home and that i’m taking a nap here. they’ll be outta your hair then.”

you did just that, and although hesitant, his gang members left. by the time you came back inside, itto was already fast asleep. you didn’t have to leave home, so you just went on with your day and kept an eye on itto.

the sun started to set and itto finally started stirring. “itto?” you ask quietly.

itto’s eyes flutter open and he rubs them before lifting his head. “oh man, how long have i been out?”

“three days,” you reply. “just kidding, it’s only been a few hours.” you quickly add on once you see the look of horror on itto’s face.

“not funny,” he mumbles, setting his head back down. “how am i still so exhausted?”

“well, you are extremely allergic to beans. ‘extremely’ almost doesn’t seem like a good enough word to describe how badly allergic you are,” you tell him. “just stay the night.”

“are you sure?” itto asks after a few moments of silence. “i mean, i’m sure i can make it home just fine. granny is probably worried about me,” he says.

“i understand that, but i don’t really think you’re in a condition to make that journey back to your granny right now. surely she’ll understand when you get back?“ you suggest.

“yeah, you’re probably right. she’d probably be mad at me for walking that much when i’m like this.” he says. he groans. “i need to go back to sleep. my head is killing me,”

“no worries. hopefully you’ll feel better in the morning.” you say.

“hey, (y/n), thanks for letting me stay here while i recover. i owe you big time.” itto says.

you chuckle. “don’t worry about it. you’re not in best itto condition, i can’t let you go around inazuma looking like that,”

he laughs. “yeah, thanks for — wait, what do you mean by that? how bad do i look?!?”

xiao

“he’s on the roof, as usual. i… don’t think he’s in the best condition. could you please check on him?”

verr goldet’s voice sounded more nervous than usual. as you made your way to the top of wangshu inn, you were just expecting to see xiao exhausted from conquering demons — it was a rare sight, but it did happen. you had never actually seen him physically hurt.

“xiao?” you ask, stepping onto the roof. you couldn’t see him. “xiao?” you repeat.

you hear something behind you. turning, you finally see xiao. you can tell by the way he’s standing that he’s in great pain — eyebrows furrowed, face contorted in a way that makes it only more obvious he’s trying to hide his pain. “you called?”

“verr goldet asked me to check on you… are you okay?” you ask, stepping closer.

xiao grunts. “i’m fine.”

it’s then when you notice his arms are cut, exposing dark gashes on his arm that are the complete opposite of a human’s flesh. gasping, you put a hand on his arm, making sure to be wary of his injury. “what happened?”

“i said i’m fine,” xiao gently moves away from your grasp. “it’s just a flesh wound…”

“it should still be cared for,” you tell him. “please let me look at it.”

xiao crossed his arms before sighing. “alright, fine.”

“i’ll be back in just a moment. don’t leave.”

you quickly go down the stairs of wangshu inn and retrieve a first aid kit. you’re back to the roof in no time and pleased to see that xiao hasn’t left. “sit,” you say, gently helping him sit down. you start to disinfect his cuts.

he doesn’t even flinch. he clears his throat. “…is it bad?”

you shake your head. “no. it isn’t deep enough to need stitches or anything,” you reply. “but whatever got you, got you pretty good.”

you bandage up his right arm and start cleaning the next. “where were you when i got here? verr goldet said you’d be on the roof.”

“i knew she’d send you after me,” he mumbles. “i didn’t want you to see me hurt.”

“why?” you ask. “it’s a good thing i did, right? you could get more hurt if you left these untreated.”

he shrugs. “i suppose you’re right.”

“if you didn’t want me to see you like this, then why did you still show up?” you ask.

“because you called out my name. and i promised i’d be there whenever you did.” xiao replies.

you finish bandaging him up. “you’re good at keeping promises,” you say, packing the first-aid kit up. “so promise me you won’t hesitate to ask me for help.”

xiao pauses for a moment before nodding slightly. when you start to descend the stairs to return the kit back to its place, you feel xiao’s eyes on you, watching intently. “i’m just putting the first-aid kit back,” you tell him. “i’ll be back. would you like me to get you some almond tofu from chef yanxiao?”

“okay,” he says, shoulder dropping in relief. “just… make it fast, please,”

kazuha

doing business on the docks of liyue, you had grown close to the captain of the crux, beidou. you were the first to welcome her back and the last to send her your regards and well wishes before she left. so when she returned to liyue after a trip to inazuma, she wasted no time to introduce you to kaedehara kazuha.

he was timid, only speaking to beidou, avoiding all eye contact with you — beidou told you once it was just you and her that he had been through a lot recently, fleeing from inazuma after witness his friend get slain.

before the pair left the dock, you called out his name.

“kazuha, if you ever need help, ask beidou where you can find me.”

it was just an offer; you couldn’t deny that his story pulled at your heartstrings a bit. he had gone through so much. losing a friend, fleeing your home nation, suddenly coming to a new nation you don’t know anything about. it was a lot.

a few weeks had passed since kazuha had arrived in liyue. you had only spoken to him once since beidou introduced you to him, but you saw him around the city a lot and would always wave or give him a friendly smile. it wasn’t until a stormy night that kazuha took up your offer of help.

you almost didn’t hear him knock on your door. it almost blended in with the pounding rain against your house. but you checked anyways, and you were greeted with a soaking wet kazuha at your doorstep.

you immediately pulled him inside, running to grab a towel to dry him off. he looked like he was soaked to the bone, his clothes were sopping wet and rain dripped from his hair. you wrapped the towel around him and sat him down.

“i tried to find shelter,” kazuha chuckles as he pulls the towel tighter around his body. “but as you can see, i failed.”

“it’s been raining for hours,” you say softly, throwing more wood in the fireplace nearby. “have you been in the rain this entire time?”

“not the entire time. i was in a cave when the rain started, but the wind started to blow the rain in. so i started to make my way here.” he explains. “it still took some time, though.”

“i’m glad you knew where i was. besides from me there’s only two other houses nearby, and i’m not sure they’d be as welcoming to a stranger.” you tell him.

“after we met a few weeks ago i asked beidou where i could find you if i needed it. since i’ve been here for some time now, i didn’t have any trouble finding you, luckily.” he replies. he sniffles, pushing his wet hair back.

“let me get you some food, you must be starving.” you say, pushing a chair closer to the fireplace. “sit here. get warmed up,” you help him stand and get him seated by the fire.

you quickly go to your kitchen to retrieve some soup you had made earlier while you rack your brain on what to do about his clothes. you had some old clothes you didn’t wear anymore that might fit him; he just needed something for the night. you left the kitchen to get kazuha some food in his stomach.

“here’s some soup,” you say. “you’ll have to change out of those clothes before you get sick, though,”

kazuha nods, taking the soup from your hands and sips it, sighing in relief at the warmth. “thank you for helping me,” he says. “i don’t think i realized how cold i was until i got here.”

“of course,” you reply. “there’s no way i’d leave you out there. let me get you those clothes now,” you go to your bedroom and find the clothes — looking at them now, they’d surely fit him.

when you return, kazuha had finished the soup and was standing by the fire. he had just finished drying his hair; it was out of it’s usual ponytail now. “i’m sorry for causing any—“

“shh,” you shush him. “it’s fine. i offered to help and now i’m helping.” you hand him the clothes.

his eyelids are heavy. he looks so exhausted he could fall asleep standing up.

“i can take you to my room and you can have my bed for the night.” you tell him.

kazuha shakes his head. “no. i can’t do that. i can just sleep out here on the floor.”

“kazuha—“

“i’ll be fine. i’m used to it. having a roof over my head is enough for me.” he says.

you listen to the rain outside for a few moments before nodding. “okay. you can put your clothes by the fire, hopefully they’ll be dried by morning.” you say. “are you sure you’ll be okay?”

kazuha smiles slightly, nodding. “yes. i can’t thank you enough for what you’ve done so far.”

“alright, then. i’ll see you in the morning.” you leave kazuha by himself and go to your own room. it takes you some time to shut your brain off and fall asleep, but you manage.

in the morning, you leave your room and see that kazuha has already woken up. he was back in his own clothes that had dried and had neatly folded yours and set it on the table.

“how are you feeling?” you ask.

“okay,” kazuha replies. “although… i can feel a cold coming on,” he sighs.

“well, you can always come back if you need to. a cold will definitely leave faster if you have proper shelter. i can also get you some medicine from dr. baizhu. i have to deliver something to him today anyways,” you tell him.

kazuha nods, grinning. “thank you.”

you quickly get ready and head towards the harbor with kazuha. the smell of rain still lingered in the air, children were jumping in the puddles left behind while the wild animals drank from them.

“i have to head to the crux,” kazuha says. “thank you again for all the help.”

“you’re welcome. feel free to come by anytime,” you tell him.

he nods, a soft smile on his face. “i’ll definitely consider it.”

childe

there had been a few times before when you had needed to patch up the mysterious man from snezhnaya — usually just a few cuts and bruises, but for a toy seller, he was getting hurt an awful lot.

so when he showed up on your doorstep, clothes tattered, covered in blood, you knew there was definitely something he wasn’t telling you. but that didn’t mean you were going to deny him help.

silence fills the room as you disinfect his cuts and clean the dirt off his skin. you noticed that body was basically covered in scars.

“you’ve definitely seen me in better shape,” childe finally says, voice strained. he’s still able to crack a smile.

you look to him. even though he’s smiling, you can sense some kind of hurt in his eyes. you quickly glance away. “i have.”

“i appreciate your help. i didn’t know who else to go to. the pharmacy is closed, and i’m not sure i’d get the same kind of help there as i will from you.” childe says.

you nod. “you made the right choice. so, what happened?” you ask.

the question makes childe shift uncomfortably in his spot. “i can tell you’re suspicious.”

“of course i am. am i supposed to think toy sellers get in fights like this?” you question. “either way, i don’t care. we’ve already established some kind of friendship, so…”

“it was never my plan to keep my real job hidden from you,” he admits. “but it would change your mind about me. and it felt kind of nice to have someone who didn’t know what i’m really in liyue for… but everyone figures it out somehow,” he says, chuckling.

“childe…” you say softly. “i’m still helping you. and i plan to do this whenever you need it.”

childe looks to you, with an almost confused and hurt expression on his face. “i’m not a good guy.”

“then i’ll pretend you’re a good guy.” you reply, pressing a bandage onto a cut on his shoulder. “if mr. zhongli trusts you, then surely you can’t be all that bad? i’m starting to get a feeling you don’t talk too highly of yourself.”

childe looks down at the floor. “okay. then we can pretend i’m just a toy seller.”

you pull childe’s sleeve back down to cover the bandage. “alright.”

childe stands up from his seat and heads to the door. “thank you again.”

“are you sure you want to leave? you must be exhausted. you’re already hurt and it’s dark outside. you should really—“

“i’ll be fine.” childe cuts you off. “i shouldn’t take up more of your time. you’ve already helped me this much.” he opens the front door. “i hope i’ll see you again soon.”

and then, he’s gone, leaving you with nothing but your thoughts.

#icymi #help when did this get so many notes #thank u

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me trying to fight the urge to write a lovers reincarnated as strangers angst fic with the reader as an immortal being but i’m gonna be honest my eye is starting to twitch

#dani’s thoughts #i just love pain