I’m so sorry for not being active! I’ve been experiencing severe writing burnout. However, I am part of a project I’m quite excited for: Idle Breeze, an anemo boy-centric genshin zine! Please drop a follow, it would mean the world to me! https://twitter.com/notifications (we rebranded due to a general au due to some problems that came up)
‣ slight suggestive stuff at the end??? but mostly fluff uvu
‣ To even be friends with Xiao, he must have immense trust in you. Reaching the “lover” status is unthinkable for somebody like Xiao; he’d deny all of his feelings for you and turn away. To even be near that level means that Xiao practically trusts you with his life. Any skin to skin contact is reserved for the one person that he wants to be around.
‣ Xiao won’t cuddle if you out right ask him, you have to be sneaky about it. Say that he comes back to the Wangshu Inn covered in blood and needs help with an injury; you step up and begin treating his wounds. By chance, you “accidentally” fall asleep on his bare back. Poor Xiao is stuck in this rather intimate position with you, as he’s polite enough to not disturb your sleep.
‣ Or maybe on a moonlit night, you pull Xiao into bed and tell him to rest more. All is well until you jump into bed with him,, his fight or flight instincts practically explode. Xiao scrambles to get away, but you hold onto his arm and look up at him with puppy dog eyes. With a “hmph,” Xiao lets you snuggle against him until you fall asleep.
‣ Xiao wakes up to find you sleeping on top of him. Now, he isn’t used to feeling intimacy as it is a very “human” thing. But when he sees your angelic sleeping face upon his chest, something sparks within him.
‣ If you’ve reached the level where Xiao will willingly cuddle with you, you’re a god. That’s all I have to say.
‣ Sometimes, Xiao faces some....strange occurrences. Let’s just say that being in a teenage body for 2000 years has taken its toll on him. He finds his gaze wandering across your body and he relishes the friction between your chests. It’s only a matter of time before he acts upon these desires of his. Xiao’s angry that after all, he does have human desires. This frustration bottles up inside him and can only be melted through your soothing touch.
‣ It’s only a matter of time before he crosses the border through an act of human intimacy...
Kaeya and Xiao reacting to their S/O trying to hide an injury
‣ tw blood, gore
‣ Kaeya
Kaeya is a very perceptive person. The instant you come staggering home with a blank stare plastered to your face, he knows something is amiss. Still, he welcomes you back and has you sit down, watching carefully all the time. Kaeya notices your body trembles as you sit down, and your brow furrows in...pain? He gently sits down beside you and asks you to lift your shirt. When you refuse, he pulls aside your arms despite your protests, lifts your shirt. There, he sees a gruesome sight. Your trembling torso is bandaged up and soaked with blood. Tears dribble down your cheeks as you snatch away your shirt hem and turn away from Kaeya. His heart aches. Kaeya slowly leans in and embraces you from behind.
“Please. Don’t hide yourself from me,” he whispers. To that, you still. Kaeya turns you onto your back and begins treating the bloody wound, whispering reassurances while doing so.
‣ Xiao
Xiao knows you are a formidable warrior and that you rarely get hurt. He almost never has to worry for your wellbeing. So when you meet up with him at The Wangshu Inn as usual, everything appears to be fine. You talk on the balcony with him and eat almond tofu, just like any other day. It’s only when you excuse yourself to the bathroom that his suspicions are alerted. His sharp ears prick up and he hears a small gasp coming from the bathroom. He walks over to the door but doesn’t open it, not wanting to intrude on your privacy. Instead, he listens. More gasps and sniffles can be heard, until you let out a loud hiss of pain. Xiao slams the door open to reveal a red-faced you, scrambling to get your shirt back on. Xiao promptly walks in, grabs your wrists, and slams them against the wall. For all his ferocity, he gently unwraps the bandages around your wound. It’s not a pleasant sight. Bloodstains and coagulated blood cover the entirety of your left hip. Xiao rewraps the bandages properly and lets go of your arms.
“Who did this to you?”
Stammering horribly, you reply. “I was caught off guard by a treasure hoarder and had to retreat.”
Xiao’s pale eyes narrow. “You should’ve called for me. Take better care of yourself, idiot.” With a “humph,” he turns on his heel and exits the bathroom, but not before you can spot his red cheeks.
Amidst the storm of adepti and demon, a small girl reaches out to the sky, her tears coalescing into ice. Her ragged breathing hitches and a single teardrop slips down her bloody cheek.
Why?
I don’t want this thing.
I want to live.
I miss my family.
I don’t want to die.
Please.
The girl’s breathing falters, and she looks up to the sky for the last time.
‣ As a child, Razor’s wolf mother often would protectively curl around him, so this boy LOVES being the little spoon.
‣ His hair is surprisingly soft and fluffy, it’s like a blanket. It smells of wolfhook and dew.
‣ Loves pressing his head against your warm chest and listening to your heartbeat.
‣ Razor absolutely adores your massages and headpats, they feel so good. When Razor comes home after a long day, he wants nothing more than for you to massage him. He’ll be asleep in an instant.
‣ He’s used to sleeping on the ground; but if you’re not comfortable with it, he’ll bring his fuzzy blanket (it’s a little dirty but you don’t mind)
‣ Cuddle sessions often lead to playfights and squabbles, ending with one of you pinning down the other. Razor usually wins due to his strength, but you sometimes outfox him. Seeing his adorable pout and blush as you hover above him gives you enough serotonin to last a century.
‣ Overall, cuddles with Razor are second to none. He’s sweet and gentle, and his body is always emanating delicious warmth.
‣ part two of the Xiao x chronically ill reader series!
‣ warnings: mentions of death and suicide
‣ note: i’ve been having a hard time making my writing longer and less choppy, sorry if it’s not to your tastes ;-; i’m not on my creative streak at the moment
“An adeptus? Do you mean Xiao?” the woman replies.
“Xiao is his name?” I inquire. “I need to know this Xiao’s location.”
The woman laughs. “Why, he resides on our highest balcony! If you’d like a word with him, bring him some almond tofu and he’ll stay as long as you need.”
I grin mischievously. “Thank you ma’am, will do.”
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I silently creep onto the balcony, a bowl of sweet almond tofu in my hands. I place the porcelain bowl on the smooth wooden railing and wait. The languid sun is like a molten egg yolk in the sky, waning and waxing as it descends. Soon enough, darkness begins to shadow the sky.
Something in the air quivers, then snaps. His presence appears suddenly, nearly scaring me out of my wits. However, the surprise was instantly overcome by triumph and returning anger. “I FINALLY FOUND YOU.”
Xiao looks awfully bored. “Oh. It’s you.”
I bristle furiously. “Yes, it’s me, the girl who was carried to safety by some white knight. I never asked you to save me.”
Xiao looks at me with shadowed eyes. “Why is it that you want to die? Most mortals are dreadfully afraid of death.”
“Somebody like you could never understand my reasons. You’re powerful, fully capable of executing whatever deed you want.” Even amidst my rage, tears threaten to spill. “Listen….” I sigh, small crystals falling from my eyes. “I’m sick. Physically sick. My own body betrays me every day. It’s ruined my life. You just found me at the rock bottom.” I finish.
Xiao stares straight at me with those striking golden eyes, yet his body language makes it clear that he’s exceedingly uncomfortable. He narrows his eyes and a pensive look draws across his features.
“Nevermind then. I shouldn’t have opened up like that.” I say, wiping my tears. “Forget I said anything.”
Xiao sighs. “You mortals are very difficult to understand. You already have a limited time in this world, why shorten it? Even with a curse upon you, your life is fleeting.”
Xiao’s words of advice are nothing new. My parents constantly told me to not give up, to get up and keep trying. The thing is, I’m tired. After battling with my illness for years, I’ve grown numb and passive. “I’m not sure I can do that anymore.” I reply in a quiet voice.
Xiao’s eyes narrow. “I’ve witnessed the horrors of war and the darkest points that life can offer. Unless you’ve shouldered the burden of Liyue, you will not take your life. Life is fleeting. Remember that.”
His words touch some sort of nerve in my heart. I guess he’s right, I could be in a worse situation. I was so focused on finding a way to escape, I guess I never considered how much I’d lose. He’s not so bad after all. I lift up my head and smile sadly. “Thanks for putting me straight. I’m sorry for all I said.”
Xiao nods. “That’s good.” The scene is unexpectedly beautiful. An adepti, silhouetted against the dawn; his hair dancing in the cool breeze. His golden eyes pierce the surrounding sky, layering yellow upon pink. When his gaze lands on mine, whispers of the dead and the condemned wriggle up my body, sending shivers down my spine. He’s terrifying. But alluring. Only a god could possess such beauty, I think. I blink once, and he disappears.
As I stand up to leave, I notice the empty porcelain bowl I placed on the railing.
I’m sorry for not posting for the past few days! I’m a little burnt out, but I’ll be sure to post something soon!
Things I’m working on:
The second part of the Xiao x Chronically Ill Reader series!
A razor x reader that I’ve barely started
‣ Part 1 of the Xiao x chronically ill reader series! This is loosely based off my life. It’s quite dark, so be warned.
‣ Warnings: tw suicide
The frigid wind blows past my lips, whispering shrill melodies. My toes hang over the edge of the cliff, the rocks under my feet still and sound. The darkness of the abyss wails before me, taunting me, daring me to jump in. I lean forward, preparing for the rush. I’m so close. So close to freedom. Just as my toes slip off the edge, a steady hand grabs mine.
“What are you doing?”
I look up to see a boy with striking yellow eyes gazing down at me. He’s carrying a jade spear and has odd adornments around his neck. I struggle against his iron grip, flailing my arm around in a desperate attempt to free my hand.
“Let me go!” I yell. You’re ruining my chance!
“I’m afraid I can’t do that. If I let you go, your blood would be on my hands. Do you really seek death as if it’s your only savior?” His voice resounds in my head.
To that, I give up and stop struggling. The boy pulls me back onto solid ground. I look up at the sky, annoyed.
“Great, now I won’t be able to spite the gods by dying in Jueyun Karst, the sacred territory of the adepti,” I moan.
The boy looks at me as if I’m a disgusting creature.
“Hey, I know that I’m a cynical and worthless person, but you high and lofty gods have no right to interfere,” I growl. “After all, you’ve never had to deal with the problems of the common folk and drag yourself through every single day like we do.”
The boy sighs. “We all have suffered in different ways.”
Anger boils through my veins. “You gods have done nothing to change my life, no matter how hard I prayed. You couldn’t possibly understand any of my suffering,” I spit, venom lacing my words.
“I’m not saying I do,” the boy responds.
“Then you have no right to interfere,” I shoot back. Before the boy can stop me, I leap off the ledge and fall into the darkness.
As I fall, my pathetic life flashes before my eyes. Sunlight, stone, laughter, wysteria. So much potential, gone to waste. Although, it doesn’t matter anymore. I’m finally free. I close my eyes and let the darkness engulf me.
The boy flashes behind my unconscious body and secures it in his arms before landing lightly on the ground.
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My eyes flicker open. Am I in heaven? Wait- I’m back in Jueyun Karst, lying on a bush.
How am I still alive? Was it that adeptus? I groan, leaning back onto the bush. I’m still in this stinking world. I told him not to stop me!
I’ll find him. I vow. “Adeptus or not, I’ll find him and let him feel my wrath. Then I’ll make my exit from this world, undisturbed.”
‣ Aether x Reader (platonic) slight angst?? i wasn’t planning on it being angsty but my brain went emo
‣ Warnings: None
‣ requested by @genshinarchives thank you for your request!!
You know Aether as a gentle boy who always has a distant look in his eyes, as if he’s in another world. You often see him at the balcony of Wangshu Inn, holding white flowers and gazing at the waning sun, the scene melancholy and bittersweet. A muted sadness seems to trail behind Aether, as if he’s lost something in his life irreplaceable. When you inquired about it, he only responded with “she’s gone.” Then you understood. In an attempt to cheer your friend up, you invite him on a walk.
The playful breeze dances with your hair as you and Aether silently stroll the shores of Dihua Marsh. You shuffle along, taking a deep breath and breaking the tension in the air.
“Aether.” He jolts out of his faraway thoughts, looking quizzically at you. “....I’m sorry for your loss. If there’s anything I can do to help ease your pain just a little bit...don’t hesitate to tell me.” Aether’s expression softens slightly and he smiles gently.
“You’re just like her.”
Aether walks up to you and places a white flower behind your ear. “Looking at you, it’s like she’s still here with me. Y/N…”
You fall into his embrace and hug him tightly. Aether begins to tremble. “Thank you, Y/N…” he whispers shakily.
You smile and gently caress his back. “I don’t know what pain you’re going through, but as long as I can help appease it, I’m happy.” Yes, even if you don’t recognize me as myself anymore. Aether sobs quietly, his tears like crystals in the pink sunset. As long as you’re happy.
You loosen the embrace and wipe away his tears. “Better?”
Aether nods and sniffles. “Yeah.”
“Why don’t we head back to Wangshu Inn? I’ll get both of us some servings of Almond Tofu and we can race to see who finishes first!” Aether perks up at the mention of competition, nodding vigorously. “Come on, let’s go!” You take off running, leaving Aether in the dust.
Yes, as long as you’re happy, you can see me as whatever you want.
A god who robbed me of my hard-earned primos 😭😭 Anyway- I'd like to request a scenario where Aether treats reader like a younger sister... to fill the void in his heart 😏 Reader is aware of his reasons but rolls with it anyway if it means she can see his smile 😌
That’s so wholesome T-T thank you for the request, I’ll try to have it done by tonight or tomorrow!
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