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Watching Gaming’s performance with a character of your choice
For Astronetwork's Lunar New Year Event 'The Dragon Dances Not Through Rain and Tide'!
Warnings: Spoilers for Lantern Rite 2024
Confusion settles upon your expression in the form of a pair of furrowed brows, your head tilting with wonder as you turn to the undisturbed Zhongli pacing by your side.
“Why are the lights dimming?” The only things illuminating your surroundings are the star-like lanterns floating in the sky, sent out by people following the tradition of lantern rite — and a…mysterious red glow far out on the water?
You give yet another look of utter perplexion to him, the uncertainty growing.
That is, until the attention-grabbing sounds of drumming grasp both of your attention. The people of Liyue all collectively rush to the edges of the harbour, trying to get a closer inspection of the red hue not too far away. You feel the climaxed anxiety transform into bursting excitement, and without much thought, you’re already dragging Zhongli by his gloved hand to where the crowd gathers, peeking through a sea of heads all in awe of what they’re seeing at this moment; A young boy who is somehow walking- no, performing a Wushou dance on water! From the way he moves, each step calculated and precise and clearly practiced a thousand times to how he skillfully throws the lion's head in the air, almost flying into the sky to catch it once again, it is a clear given that the performer had studied this tradition of Liyue in such detail to perform it in such an inspirational manner.
“Woah…It’s been so long since I’ve seen a Wushou dance performed in such excellency! Don’t you agree, Zhongli?”
“Indeed…the boy’s talent for Wushou dancing is something that hasn’t been displayed since centuries ago. Truly impressive.”
The young man stands tall, propping the lion head high, balancing on a glowing lantern perfectly framing him to be in the centre of the crowd’s attentive regard. He heaves, exhausted from the adrenaline and movements, looking around the blindingly festive Liyue harbour; the people all applauding, shouting, cheering. The children jumping around, clapping their hands in elation (some even running around, trying to get a better glance at Gaming).
“That was exhilarating! Did you enjoy it, Zhongli? You must have, he was so good!”, you turn to him, eyes lighting up with an overflowing amount of emotion.
“I did very much find it entertaining. His performance had managed to recreate the same ambience as the last best Wushou dance I’ve seen during Lantern Rite many, many years ago…”
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hyacinth – angst , hurt and comfort. | platonic/romantic, open ended
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marigold – angst , first few days after breaking up | romantic
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Summary: After the events* of the murder cases, aristocrat Lovecraft Lee isolates himself and descends into a state of misery. Mainly written for the members of Astronetwrk who participated in the game, not an (x reader) but still, feel free to read! (*Events: see POST)
Warnings: Mentions murder cases, disappearance, mentions Lovecraft having nightmares, Caly x Childe, Lovecraft is sick, mentions blood once, potential spoilers for the plot of the game maybe???. If I miss any please tell me and I’ll add it on.
Word Count: 586
Notes: I hated this. Think I didn’t do well writing it but eh, still. THANK YOU MODS SO MUCH AS WELL AS PARTICIPANTS.
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3 half-drunken cups of tea. Pieces of paper stacked onto each other, filled to the brim and overflowing with intricate words. The soft dessert he would’ve preferred if less sweet, but still 2 bites away from being finished. 1 lone figure, staring with disbelief into the now empty table they had tea and shared jokes at. Yet another wave of loss. How unfortunate.
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A good night’s sleep was rarely achieved, and when it was, only through the help of Baizhu’s herbal medication. Even then, it wasn’t uncommon to wake up in cold sweat, a sign of the nightmares he had forgotten (or were they memories of the horror?). Sickly grey skin, thinned down hair and a pinched smile he only wears when retrieving things from his door.
After the traumatic events — the sudden passing of his husband, the death and disappearance of the detectives who acted as a source of comfort for him — Lovecraft couldn’t bear the haunting voices whenever he saw the now empty table or the previously blood-stained living room. He was all alone, now. Everyone who was once close to him was taken away, other aristocrats shamelessly whispering behind his back and his good-for-nothing parents only helped for the public image. All alone, and the sole person who’s alive amongst this mess played a part in his loss. How could she? How dare she? They were so close to him, and he cared for them both so dearly. They were one of the first to talk to him without having to remind him about his late husband. Lovecraft couldn’t do it anymore, everywhere he went and everything he did seemed to become pointless.
Now, instead of the sun-bathed streets, aromatic breakfasts from across the house and Percival sleeping by his side the aristocrat would wake up to, it was a dark and hollow room, always cold and stiff. The only scent that would be present was the smell of dewy grass when the window was unlocked, exposing a disconnected environment from society. It was a routine for him to stare at the polearm hung on the wall, across from where he sits for simple meals such as a cup of coffee (he no longer wanted to touch tea) and sometimes a piece of deep-fried dough sent to him by the detectives…the same ones who were once colleagues with Loqua and Snob, the same ones who tried to discover the story, to unravel the mysteries. Truly a shame that their tea-times were no longer.
Golden sunlight suited Liyue well, as if always engulfing the nation with wealth and prosperity, yet there will forever be places where the sun cannot enter.
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“Calypso! My dear, finished observing the one who used to pride himself as an aristocrat?”
“Today’s the last day. We’ve made sure that his parents’ money funded towards the Feiyun Commerce Guild will be spent on our lawyers without having to worry about the Lee potentially ruining our plan. He’s a lost cause now.”
Characters: Not specified but could be anyone from | Zhongli | to anyone else immortal basically. (x gn!reader)
Summary: The love for one is a joyous journey, yet replicas will only last until the cursed blessing of ‘immortality’ ends, and the rest of time will compensate graciously.
Genre: Fluff ⛅️ -> (teeny tiny) Angst 🌧️ -> Fluff ⛅️ (also very teeny tiny, teeny and tinier than the angst), Drabble maybe?
Warning: Major character death, tell me if I miss any!
Word Count: 223 words
Note: HHHH sorry for being inactive, school life was really busy 😔.
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You were their tealight, a small flame lit up in their hearts. The warmth when in your presence compares to no other, and they liked how it was just right; your flare didn’t possess a glaring and overwhelming amount of fire, yet you managed to maintain the kindle even facing the breeze, holding it strong to continue sharing your tenderness with them. Who wouldn’t love someone like you?
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So small, yet so significant. You are beautiful whenever and wherever. During holidays, celebrations, romantic dinners, everyday life. A light full of unique traits that you and only you possess, the colours, the scents, the aesthetics. Oh how they were so absolutely wrong about losing their five senses when next to you, they were just too enamoured by your passion, their mind too absorbed watching and observing, being attracted to you, a moth to a flame.
Yet they knew it wouldn’t last long, tealights just don’t work like that, similar to mortal lives. So for now, they can only mute the orange to preserve the vessel, granting it their flame from you back every few…centuries, perhaps? Falling in love as the glow would only get muter, and muter, and muter. Until the orange hues finally extinguish along with them, travelling to somewhere where you can both share a tea light nightlight-lit life at long last.
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Summary: Just Ajax missing and thinking about you but it’s kinda in a song idk
Warnings: Unedited (it’s late into the night and i’ve spent too long on this :’)), tell me if I missed any!
Word Count: 642
Note: I feel like I did horrible :’), but also i forgot the song mentions summer and it was right after I wrote abt snow so-
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So slowly, a sunlit dream pulls me out of sleep
Feel the morning through the blinds
I get to thinkin’ ‘bout your sunkissed face
And a quiet place, I could give you all my time
Soft amber beacons of the sun’s gleam intruded through the slits of clacking blinds, prompting a groan, stretching of arms and fluttering of eyes. A hand — marked with various scars representing each triumph of a warrior — sieved through the tufts of deep saffron hair. Ajax missed the mornings where he was able to wake up to witness the sight of your sun-lit features or the feeling of skin slightly brushing against his when you shift around the bed. He prayed that you’d be home soon, home in his arms on a quiet morning lazing until the sun dawns into the horizon, ending yet another day.
Summary: Just Ajax missing and thinking about you but it’s kinda in a song idk
Warnings: Unedited (it’s late into the night and i’ve spent too long on this :’)), tell me if I missed any!
Word Count: 642
Note: I feel like I did horrible :’), but also i forgot the song mentions summer and it was right after I wrote abt snow so-
Please consider a reblog in addition to a like! I would really appreciate it <33
So slowly, a sunlit dream pulls me out of sleep
Feel the morning through the blinds
I get to thinkin’ ‘bout your sunkissed face
And a quiet place, I could give you all my time
Soft amber beacons of the sun’s gleam intruded through the slits of clacking blinds, prompting a groan, stretching of arms and fluttering of eyes. A hand — marked with various scars representing each triumph of a warrior — sieved through the tufts of deep saffron hair. Ajax missed the mornings where he was able to wake up to witness the sight of your sun-lit features or the feeling of skin slightly brushing against his when you shift around the bed. He prayed that you’d be home soon, home in his arms on a quiet morning lazing until the sun dawns into the horizon, ending yet another day.
Summary: Just Ajax missing and thinking about you but it’s kinda in a song idk
Warnings: Unedited (it’s late into the night and i’ve spent too long on this :’)), tell me if I missed any!
Word Count: 642
Note: I feel like I did horrible :’), but also i forgot the song mentions summer and it was right after I wrote abt snow so-
Please consider a reblog in addition to a like! I would really appreciate it <33
So slowly, a sunlit dream pulls me out of sleep
Feel the morning through the blinds
I get to thinkin’ ‘bout your sunkissed face
And a quiet place, I could give you all my time
Soft amber beacons of the sun’s gleam intruded through the slits of clacking blinds, prompting a groan, stretching of arms and fluttering of eyes. A hand — marked with various scars representing each triumph of a warrior — sieved through the tufts of deep saffron hair. Ajax missed the mornings where he was able to wake up to witness the sight of your sun-lit features or the feeling of skin slightly brushing against his when you shift around the bed. He prayed that you’d be home soon, home in his arms on a quiet morning lazing until the sun dawns into the horizon, ending yet another day.
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You know I wanna be your rock, my love
You know I wanna be your light
In darkness, how you find me just in time
To tell me what I needed to hear
Ajax thinks about you. He thinks about how he’s willing to become anything for you, how he’s willing to provide you with help to the best of his abilities, how he’s going to brighten up your mood on a sorrowful day. How he’s going to be there for you, talk to you, comfort you.
Just like how you did for him. You would always say the right things when his emotions get the best of him, and for that, he will forever be grateful towards the seemingly undying patience you have for him.
So if you don’t know what you need
You can leave it all to me
I don’t want you worried ‘bout a thing
I know you’d do the same for me
The warrior is ready to travel to Celestia and back if you ever request for a piece of them. Ajax is willing to travel the entirety of Teyvat to scout for the best of anything you want. Even if you're uncertain about your needs, he’ll provide you with everything that he knows you’d love, and if that’s not enough, Ajax will get his hands on the things that he thinks you would like. You want his hugs? Why of course, he’s sure to deliver some top-tier cuddles. You’ve been awfully reminiscent of your favourite childhood snack lately, but fear not! Not only will he hire a chef to make them for you, but he’d also learn and perfect the recipe so in the future if you ever crave them again, you’d be able to taste it anytime. Why do all this for you? Because he knows you would do this for him.
‘Cause you’re so lovely
You’re so lovely
I can’t help but fall for you, love
When you love me
It’s so lovely loving you
Oh-oh, oh-oh
So lovely loving you
Oh-oh, oh-oh
To Childe, Tartaglia, Ajax, you were the epitome of perfection. Ajax remembers the day he fell in love with you, his head positioned on your lap, your fingers thread and combed through his hair, your humming sending waves of tranquillity, soothing his flaming vigour. It was then that he realised that your company brought him a feeling he couldn’t explain before. It was an unexpected realisation, yet quite lovely. Though it was always quite evident, Ajax had never connected the dots, the man had never thought of you as more of a close friend, not in his mind at least. He savoured the sweet feeling of giddiness of finding love, and only until confessing did he think of the possibility of your rejection (he wasn’t one to quit, however). It was snowing in Snezhnaya, and you sat close by him, watching flecks of white dot the sky to float with elegance onto the snow covered land.
SUMMARY. zhongli never lies; he always says the truth as it is, even if it is a hard pill to swallow. or in which you realize you are not his greatest love and that is alright… right? (3.3k+ words)
CHARACTERS. zhongli.
GENRE. major angst, hurt with little to no comfort (sort of?).
CW. insecurities to a partner’s past lover and gradual acceptance, zhongli’s past lover is implied to be guizhong and uses she/her pronouns, use of pet names, possible sappiness (?). + read the alt text on zhongli’s header for an extra summary!
THOUGHTS. i haven’t written angst in a vv long time, so my sincerest apologies if i’ve become rusty! but i tried my best and writing zhongli always gets me sniffling <//3
EXTRA THOUGHTS. a gift for @medeaheartly! so, do you remember the “special privilege” request you sent me in this ask?? hehe, tadaaaa. happy birthday, jae! <3
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THE VERY FIRST TIME you asked him that question was on a day like every other. In fact, there was barely anything special about that day that could’ve brought rise to such a forward question. Liyue was as calm as the ocean breezes from the direction of Guyun Stone Forest, the same as ever. You were sitting across from the man of your dreams with delicacies laid out on the table at Third-Round Knockout, the same as ever.
But it was no compulsion, no forcefulness either, just a need to reaffirm. For it still felt like a dream that you were here right now, sitting across from him.
