#Hoyo took his smile

[thexvthmember]

“It’s all an Illusion”

“I look forward to hearing what ‘family’ means to him.”

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[kujiba]

【Go on and Love Me】

୨୧ — ꒰ male!reader | he/his prounouns | Sagau | Genshinimpact

୨୧ — ꒰ Streamer!Reader who gets sidetracked by people's donations/chats making the genshin characters feel jealous

Ft. Xiao, Wanderer, Kinich, Traveler

A/n: inspired by la2yn0va hsr fic

X I A O

(Name) happily smiled at another donation sent to him after recently completing a natlan quest

"Thanks for the 20 bits donation!"

He thanked the chat with a wide smile, the chat which was filled with people commenting every second flooding the entire screen making (Name) shift his focus to answer their questions about himself.

This cute interaction made (Name) feel warm and lovely in the inside, being able to interact with fans who admired him.

You know who wasn't happy? A dark headed male inside a screen wasn't that happy unlike (Name). Why were these people gifting you so low? Most of all why was (Name)'s attention not on him anymore?

He had to pull alot of strings to make his own crit rise up since (Name)'s luck on the Vermilion domain was absolutely dog shit.

(Name) — Hm? My favorite character in genshin?

Xiao — You called?

Xiao unintentionally blurted that out without any thoughts whatsoever, but when he did realize and saw (Name)'s confused face along with the chat going wild.

Without any choice Xiao did his idle animation to hide his face away from you, he used his mask so that Xiao won't face you for a while since he was in a very vulnerable state

(Name) — New mail? Sweet 300 primos!

(Chat) — Fr? I didn't get any new mail from hoyo yet.

(Name) — Well.. Free primos is free primos

If (Name)'s happy then he'll rest easy today. Hopefully no rumors circulate about what happened earlier.. Self aware fanfics are crazy these days.

W A N D E R E R

Wanderer stared at (Name) blankly, he was too busy thanking people with countless of donations to even realize they were still in a boss fight farming material's for upcoming characters.

Wanderer became (Name)'s fan ever since he saw him at that temporary event named 'Unreconciled Stars Event Quest The Crisis Deepens'.

Smug mf since he made (Name) hit hard pity for him. But was kind enough to give you his c1 after 140 wishes

(Chat) — Why don't you change your main (Streamer Name)?

An irk mark appears on Wanderer's face but wasn't that visible on screen.

Is this swine telling (Name) to replace him with someone else? Hard pass. He was already stolen from (Name)'s attention and now these nobody's are trying to persuade him into maining some other weak random than him.

Just so happen that (Name) spotted a chest nearby and happily went over to open it, Wanderer took this opportunity immediately

(Wanderer) — Unnecessary.

(Chat) — Is it just me or is his voice rougher than usual?

Damn right it's rougher since he just wanted to vent his anger out on any enemies on sight

The chat won't know but what he had said was directly targeted at them, if only he could say every insult known to man right now

So (Name), keep your eyes on him only and no one else, then maybe he'll make his attacks stronger if you comply

(Name) — Well to answer your question earlier chat, no I don't think I'll be changing my main anytime soon. Wanderer's pretty fun to play with.

After (Name) finished talking he took a closer look at Wanderer's face, but his eyes swore Wanderer had a tad bit of pink on his cheeks

His eyes must've been starting to break with the amount of streaming his doing

T R A V E L E R

(Name) had just began to prep for his stream of the week and now he was currently adjusting the Traveler's artifacts to try out a new build

You know what's crazy though? His builds are pretty shitty.

He has the absolute worst luck in artifacts plus in leveling up pieces, most of which usually goes to defense or HP%

But he still hits about 800k regularly with the Traveler! How could he do such thing with only 44.6% Crit rate!?

(Chat) — 1 MILLION?? (Name) are you doing hacks?

(Name) — What? No! Guess my Traveler's just really op

The Traveler is a smug motherfucker

Of course the Traveler wouldn't hit such high numbers without using a...slight adjustment to the system

Sure their pieces are pretty bad but they'll accept anything (Name) had given them! How could they just shake off his hard work on griding for their ascension and talents?

Whenever the Traveler sees (Name)'s shocked expression during the massive crit's appearing on his screen they are damn right happy and overjoyed they managed to satisfy their grace!

(Chat) — Your builds are bad af tho lolol

(Chat) — Why main the Traveler? They're a pretty bad character to main, you should go for Nuevillete or Alhaitham.

The Traveler's good mood immediately faded into dust once he saw the chats text

Are those no lifers saying that they're not fit to be (Name)'s vessel? They're the most perfect one!

What could Nuevillete or whatever character have that they don't? Could they switch elements? Don't think so

If they wanted bigger numbers, the Traveler will show them big numbers all right, if you want them to hit 10 million they're gonna make it happen with just one click

(Name) — Thanks for the suggestion chat but I'm going to stick with the Traveler, I'm already wayyy too attached

The Traveler's mood once again took a 360 and smiled softly at what (Name) said to them, their stomachs fluttering with delight

(Name) is attached to them? No other compliment or praise could ever reach what the Traveler was feeling at the very moment

Their grace! Oh their grace... If only they could just grab onto you and drag you here where you rightfully belong

K I N I C H

Kinich is an upcoming playable character but many in the genshin community have fallen head over heels for him

Yet he couldn't careless about them, after all just being near (Name)'s presence even though it's just by the Traveler's vessel already makes him nice and comfortable

(Name) — Day 10 of saving up for Kinich let's goo

(Chat) — Woah already 200 wishes? You're quick man

(Name) — Can't help it lmao, Kinich seems fun to play and he's really pretty!

(Chat) — He seem's boring though

(Chat) — Dude the dialouge is slightly glitching wtf

The dialouge's glitching is caused by Kinich's embarrassment and rage, he was previously just about to talk till he heard (Name) sing praises about him! How could he not accidentally stutter and mess up the dialouge!?

But on the other hand, the hell did that person meant by he was boring? He wasn't even released yet! This caused Kinich to panic mentally if whether or not you'll change your mind about pulling for him

He stared at you from the screen, clenching his fists tighter by the second. Just a small bit more... Just one more step and he'll be released, then he could really be by your side now.

(Name) — Aw man, hold on chat I gotta pause the stream to fix this glitching

(Name) eventually had to exit the game to try and see what the problem was with his device or if it was overheating again

Meanwhile Kinich was still standing there re-adjusting his thoughts about what just happened. His feelings were all a mixed bag at this point, he sighed rubbing his temples slowly

Ajaw eventually came to his side while looking at him weirdly like he had done something wrong

(Ajaw) — Wow.. Just wow

(Kinich) — Shut up...

To rightfully apologized the system eventually sent 10 wishes in (Name)'s game mail which he was confused at first but eh, more wishes for c6 knich!

Once he becomes playable Kinich would definitely spoil (Name) with high numbers and crit's. He would just have to deal with Ajaw's yapping in the meantime..

So don't get distracted over what those 'Chat' people say about him!

A/n: likes and reblogs are appreciated! Have a nice day(ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

[hana-no-seiiki]

BROKEN EXPECTATIONS, NEW ASPIRATIONS (I/III)

⟣┄─ ˑ 𝐈. ✧ yandere! batfam + dc heroes x yandere! alien! reader (ft. ocs of mine, and other dc characters)

synopsis: you weren’t as innocent and benevolent as they thought you were, but that just makes things all the more exciting

tw/cw: dddne, reader is yan (platonic for this part, romantic for future parts(diff people). yandere themes, general violence, torture, sadist reader, incest (one-sided/not reader n it’s a brief mention so it’s not a main part of the story oh god-). reader is half based on jingliu/jingyuan from honkai star rail + laezel from bg3 worldbuilding. and there’s also a bit of malenia/miquella inspirations. reader has a background. reader’s alieness is explored/talked about. op! reader. wish fulfillment.

in short this was an oc insert of mine that i reconfigured for you guys to read. not your thing? scroll past thenks.

[next]

YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THE KINDEST, MOST LOVING PERSON THE BAT-FAMILY EVER KNEW. You were so gracious with your benevolence that each and every vigilante took it upon themselves to take care of you at all moments lest you fall into unsafe situations or the hands of people who would ruthlessly take advantage of you.

Eventually, they forgot the fact that you were the sibling of the notoriously violent DAYBREAK, a vigilante that could be easily called a villain or terrorist instead if it weren’t for his close affiliation and friendship with the old Teen Titans crew when he was younger. He helped once in a while, but only if it meant he had free rein to cause carnage.

“This is useless, they won’t fess up.” Jason grunted as he fumbled around with his weapons, all broken after the battle just moments prior. Aliens and their abilities always made him feel so small in the grand scheme of things, and especially when they completely obliterated his entire arsenal.

Tim groaned, his back ached from the amount of times he was flung away towards whatever wall or ally the enemy wanted him to go to. He was used to being man-handled and even enjoyed that once in a while, but not in that way. “Aren’t they one of your kind? Cant you like… I don’t know…”

Your brother huffed, a pout on his pretty features. Quite similar to yours. Yet, he doesn’t spare the rest a glance. His eyes were trained solely on a restraining spell he managed to conjure as a last ditch attempt to stop the fight before it got . . . irreversible. Usually he’d just disintegrate whatever or whoever even looked at him wrong but even this titan-like intruder was proving to be a pain in the ass. “I can’t believe you, doesn’t mean we’re the same kind or whatever that means that—“

“He’ll be lucky to be even considered as one of us, filthy —“ The massive form spoke. Its metal like body clanging as it struggled in the spell’s area of effect. A soldier from your home planet, not as well trained as your brother — but he was brimming with aetherial ardor. A sort of magic source your people used.

“Okay, that’s it.” [Brother’s Name] groaned, summoning the last piece of his strength to open up a terminal. “Hey mooncake, need ya to do something for me.”

“No, we aren’t letting [Y/N] anywhere near this one. They could get seriously hurt. We were barely even able to—“ Dick held him by the shoulder, only to get burned by your brother’s leaking ardorial energy.

“Relax. Besides I’m not in your team. I don’t have to follow orders from you.”

“Daybr—“ Rachel, her cape almost completely burnt and tattered opened her mouth to admonish him.

But the sound of your sweet voice (more like hoarse, and half awake) silenced them all, “What do you need help with this time?”

“[L/N] don’t listen, go back to sleep, beloved.” Damian moved in from behind, learning from Dick’s mistake and instead using his blade to warn [Brother’s Name].

But if anything, that made the man more excited to annoy the “demonspawn”.

“Oh, mooncake you can’t believe who I stumbled upon today! Smile for the camera why don’t you?”

[Brother’s Name] flipped the terminal to show your face.

“You’re . . . General [Y/—“

And then flipped it back, showing his injured body. “He hurt me real bad. Look.”

Your face does not move nor your voice waver,

“Come back to the base.”

“No.” Black Canary, Dinah, slammed her hands on the table. She couldn’t believe this. It was already bad that they allowed you to be involved in their line of work, now they were letting you come face to face with a being that almost wiped an entire team of experience fighters? What were they thinking?

“That . . . thing is dangerous. We cannot allow this to continue!” Arthur concurred. He saw the state of your brother. A civilian like you had no business with something so dangerous.

“Unfortunately I have to say no to your refusal as well.” You calmly responded, “This situation is under the jurisdiction of the Fleet. It is only right that Daybreak and I deal with it.”

“Father you can’t possibly allow them.” Damian gripped your shoulder as he pleaded with Bruce. He had known you the longest next to Tim. You were barely able to hold your own as a normal student. Not that he was looking down on you, but if you couldn’t even fight for yourself in conversation, how could he let you be around that monster?

Bruce closed his eyes in deep contemplation. He studied your kind comprehensively. He did so for every vigilante and villain alike (Contingencies were his specialty) From how your magic system worked, to how society and customs were like. A lot of his knowledge came from Clark, who had also done his fair share of investigative work into your background.

He of all people in this line of work knew how dangerous you and [Brother’s Name] can be. He had done his calculations based off of what Daybreak could do. But curiosity drove him further.

“Fine.”

“Father!”

“But the whole league will be watching you, alongside the Young Justice and Teen Titans.”

“Sheesh, overkill much?” Daybreak, now plain [Brother’s Name] in a bunch of casts, piped up.

You nodded, quite honestly just aching to get out from this stuffy room already. “That is fine.”

Before you left, you head swiveled to take one last look at your sibling, building up whatever emotions you needed to see the job through, “Get some rest, brother.”

“Are you kidding? I gotta watch this.” Your brother laughed in earnest, almost-too-wholesome-for-him manner. You managed to understand why as his eyes scanned the people in the room.

He wanted to see them react to your true nature.

Your form finally disappeared from his sight as his eyes finally settled on another image of you glued atop a folder. “What are those?” He pouts to gesture at the objects, too injured to move his limbs.

“Files on [Y/N] and the being.” Bruce answered, opening up the screens for the cameras to the interrogation room.

[Brother’s Name] knows you’d give him a sermon for using his powers while he was already banged up but he had no choice. His arms were too broken to open up the folder after all. “You guys work quick.” He commented as the papers levitated and flipped through itself.

His eyes scanned the typewritten document swiftly, smile growing by the moment, “Pffft — kind hearted soul? Who wrote this?”

“It was compiled by me, but our sources vary from vigilante to civilians.” Clark mumbled. As one of the only other aliens, and people who could feel aetherial arbor. He felt your presence, your anger leaking earlier. It was heavy, as if the world was suddenly placed upon his shoulders. Yet he felt no fear for his own safety, only yours.

The gigantic door before you slid open revealing the enemy the vigilantes struggled to subdue earlier.

The soldier stood upright, sensing your presence. The rumors were true it would seem. Many wouldn’t be able to spot it, a testament to whatever you did to conceal your prowess, but they immediately recognized the magnitude of your ardor practically oozing around you.

He was expecting your anger. He knew of your protective nature towards your brother.

“My apologies.” But you didn’t. Instead you began nursing their injuries, repairing their armor, and even initiating casual conversation. “It must have been a long journey. I can’t help but resent whoever sent you here.”

“Your Excellency! I came of my own volition.”

“Oh? But judging from your armor you must be one of the knights.”

“Yes, 512th Squadron of the Imperial Army.”

“Of course, my eldest brother’s . . . “ Your fought to keep your hands from clenching. A gentle smile on your features remained unshaken even by the sudden revelation.

“Y-yes, your Excellency. It took many jumps for me to get here on my own.”

“Alone? What did you wish to come here for?”

“I-I wished to meet you but those Earthlings wouldn’t let me.”

“Mm. And so you fought them. As is right for one of our kind.” You brought out a handkerchief and wiped down your hands after finishing the task at hand. Then you took a seat in front of them.

“You understand! Of course.”

“Actually I came here to bid you to return. The Emperor misses you dearly and wishes to see you.”

“Do you know why he does?”

“N-no?”

You looked down. Voice soft, relaxed shoulders, a solemn tone, and a tremble to add on top. “My brother. He wishes to have a child with me. To use my powers in the form of a future heir to the throne.”

“I am not quite ready to have a child yet.” Nor were you interested with being a babymaker for that tyrant. But that wasn’t an appropriate excuse in the grand scheme of things.

“I understand! Your Excellency is quite young and even then, you have saved countless of lives. You deserve only to do as wish and nothing less.” The soldier slammed the floor in front of it. “Besides, his Majesty had already taken so many concubines I’m sure an heir wouldn’t be needed anytime soon.”

You nodded. A moment or two of silence for your mind to recollect everything that has been said before you execute what you came here for in the first place. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. “How incompetent must the new Imperial General be at the moment?”

“Pardon?”

“Information is the most valuable asset to any sort of battle. As a general I kept a tight leash on it. Lest it spilled and caused unnecessary ruckus.” My knights were drilled, put through fire and blood, wiped clean before they were thrown back into hell again. And most importantly they were taught to sew their mouth shut or die. You, you just spilled everything I needed to know the moment I showed that I cared.”

“Your Excellency, I —“

“I was only going to punish you for trespassing. A measly act of destroying your Aetherial Helix.” “But in all honesty, I might be doing that brother Emperor of mine a favor by going . . . further.”

“N-no, you wouldn’t, you’re—!” The soldier was about to defend you even in its dying moments. But as it truly recounted all that has been told about you from its peers and seniors, it realizes one truly fatal fact.

You were never known for benevolence.

“Please! I did this all for you! I only wanted you back as my General!”

“Let this be a lesson.”

“No, please ! I- I - I beg of you—“

You looked up to the ceiling, beyond it — the stars and the infinite darkness you once called your home.

“And so I’ll continue to wield your blade, until I cut the stars from sky. I will protect you even from the gods I serve.”

You chant. The blood on your hands once again becoming too visible and distracting.

“Thank you for your service, soldier.” You deeply bow your head to the disintegrating corpse beneath you. Allowing the fallen's drained life essence to cover your forehead. [Brother Name] smiles. To others it may seem to have been a sign of respect — but to your kind, you were simply absorbing the spoils of battle. Taking in the dead and disgraced's remaining imprint on this world.

“My deepest apologies for the mess and time it took. The matter has been dealt with.” You returned. The blood, having dripped down your face, had dried and turned dark.

“I hope this has not soured your view on me.”

“Not at all . . .” Tim was the first to speak at your return. His fingers unconsciously replaying the footage of your . . . execution. Millions of questions already shot across his head as he was eager to probe you on them one way or another.

If anything it only made their obsession with you worse.

“Let me be your sinner, brother. This oath I shall never forsake.”

[thatdeadaquarius]

I HAVE BENN HIT WITH INSPO FOR ASK MY BELOVED !2937!4;!6!5?3

So ya know how paimon has been kinda sus in sumeru right? Down right bashing their culture 🤨

I NEED blunt readers reaction of that

Like,, we love her and all but sometimes she just need to be put back in her place ',:/

In the case that she is not familiar with the our "ancient"/blunt language, she would be just DUMBSTRUCK !

Anywayysss just a thought.

LOVE YAAAAAA!

OHHHH MY FUCKING GODDD IM SO GLAD WE ALL INDIVIDUALLY GOT UP. AND SAID FUCK YOU PAIMON. EVEN THE PAIMON ENJOYERS SHOULD NOT BE SIDING W/ HER ON THIS ONE-

LIKEEE OKAY HOYO DEVS WE KNEW U GUYS WERE PIECES OF SHIT BUT RLLY?? CONVERTING PAIMON TO UR BS???

My genuine reaction when getting into Sumeru at first:

Like im so happy u sent this bc this gives me an excuse to write all my rants and comebacks for every Offensive Racist Paimon Line!

also omg, i couldnt find ANY of her rough lines abt pronoucing Sumeru names or something, like no google searches showed ANYTHING- wtf- paimon trying not to get cancelled out here in??

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Sun: Gender Neutral Reader (they/them only)

Planet: Language Shenanigans

Orbit: Headcanons-ish, tiny scenario

Stars: Paimon, slight mentions of traveler (aether or lumine), Tighnari, Alhaitham, Kaveh, Cyno

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: cussing, slight racism/culturally insults, Paimon-bashing & Trigger Warnings: slight racism/cultural insults

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Bascially if you don’t know, Paimon’s had a lot of weirdly slightly out of character/insulting lines about the names of Sumeru characters/Aranara/and has insulted Sumeru food too. 💀 And she’s never said any of that about any other country that we’ve been to before, like it’s especially weird PAIMON of all people insulting FOOD.

It’s givingggg… racism. Or at least culturally offensive.

So anyway, these are all from memory or vague impressions of what she’s said, as I can’t find the exact voicelines!

“Ararana- what?! Goodness gracious, must all these names be so great in length and difficult to pronounce!”

“Your name is probably pretty shit for them to say too, Paimon, don’t worry.”

Literally can feel the jaw drops of the Aranara that was trying to introduce themselves, and Paimon herself as she sputters,

the blonde traveler has like, completely turned around to, y’know, cough (laugh their ass off)

Oh you never let that shit slide, much to the amusement (and honestly a little respect) from all of Sumeru residents

When Paimon struggles to pronounce names, you just immediately start sounding it out reallllyyy slowly, to the point of like- taking a couple of seconds for each syllable lmao

“Don’t worry Paimon, I’ll help you out since you’re brain is too little to understand words. Alllll- TTTTTTeeeeee- nnnnaaaahhhhh- rrrrrriiiiii-” (Al-Tighnari)

Tighnari was seconds away from launching a nuclear war of a comeback before you just did this again, and he just crossed his arms and smiled happily and waited on you too lmao

it drives Paimon up the wall (up in the air?) bc u refuse to be interrupted by her or stop sounding it out until she stops talking lol

(which took about 3-4 shitty comments from her, which almost ruined peoples’ first impression of you guys, before she stopped completely thank fuck)

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She’d also been a little shit about the food??!!? Paimon??!!! Of all people??!?!?!?!

Which is honestly insane to you, and you genuinely thought something was wrong with her for a minute when she looked a little disgusted at the Pita Pockets

You guys had been eating with a couple of allogenes, Alhaitham, Kaveh, (who took some time off to hang out) Tighnari (who was visiting for the day), and Cyno, (who’d also made some time off to hang out with you)

Tighnari just continues to eat his food, and barely twitches an ear at Paimon’s comments, he already knows what’s coming lol

Kaveh starts to get a little red in the face, and Alhaitham and Cyno don’t change expression at all, simply watching

Right as Kaveh begins to say, “Listen here-!!!”

You just interrupt quickly, snatching Paimon’s plate from in front of her and dumping it on yours,

“Paimon if you ever make another disrespectful little comment about the food or anyone’s names or any other shit about Sumeru, I will clap you so fucking hard out the sky you’ll be crawling through Sumeru City trying to keep up with us. Shut up.”

And just drop the empty plate back in front of her, and continue to eat, best not to give her too much attention actually, in case thats all she wants

The traveler was just like 😭😭

doing that thing where you LOUDLY sip the last of your drink in the silence LMAO

Alhaitham just like, turns away to laugh into his fist, Kaveh’s still in literal shock, mouth open and everything 😭 that was the fastest comeback he’s ever heard, yknow obviously, so he’s like- still processing-

Cyno just smiles a little and his eyes are nearly sparkling as he watches you lol

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It’s a unanimous thought that nearly every allogene who hears your speech, especially the Sumeru ones who’ve heard you sass Paimon already,

want to watch you just destroy someone verbally so they can hear more of how you’d say it/how clean a cut simple speech can be, just downright violating the opponents lmao

(and never wanting it turned on them)

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Sorry this was short!

but i fucking love your idea sm, ALSO JUST BC ITS A SHORT REPLY DOESNT MEAN THAT THIS WASNT A STELLAR IDEA AND U BEST BELIEVE THIS HAPPENS IN THE ONE SHOT LMAO

it was such sweet revenge on Paimon to write this, and have actual consequences rather than just 😭 having to STEWWWW in anger while she made all these comments while playing 😭😭

tbh i was worried it was giving “white savior” energy so i hope it doesn’t-

lmk if that did happen! :/

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and thank u guys for being so patient with ur asks and patient with me answering them!

:]

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Safe Travels 0rah,

💀♒

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist / @thedevioussmirk / @the-dumber-scaramouche

[mondaymelon]

the first time you hold hands.♡

(liyue genshin impact x gn!reader)

written headcanon style! enjoy✩

(a/n) gift for @lume-nosity ♡ feel free to comment or reblog characters you want next!! (the xiao part took so much out of me i cant stop fucking squeeallinggg please hoyo give us soft xiao interactions next lantern rite pleaseee)

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xiao ♡

he never was an affectionate person, but he tried to change that for you.

it was common knowledge that the adeptus was cold and typically uninviting to mortals, but to you, he was a completely different person.

he was never harsh to you, never yelled at you, not even when he was raging mad, because he didn't want to scare you. he never told you anything differing from kind words or praise, because he knew that doing so would make you happy.

and it did.

recently, xiao had agreed, albeit reluctantly, to come with you to liyue harbor to have a small meet up with you. it wasn't often that you got breaks from your job, but when you did, you would spend them at wangshu inn, excitedly conversing with the dark-haired man as the moon rose and shone overhead. This time, you had invited him to come to you instead, and that you would show him around modern liyue.

he never liked mortals, but you were different.

"xiao! there you are!" you gave the male a wave from where you stood, beaming. above, the sky was just beginning to get dark, the horizons tinted with hues of violet and crimson.

you could see him clearly from where you stood, the adeptus walking at his usual brisk pace. as he reached you, he paused and hesitated. "what do mortals call these things again?"

"dates?" you giggled, laughing at xiao's innocent and silly nature.

"that's it." the dark-haired male nodded, before glancing at you and then downward with his warm amber eyes. "then... can we hold hands?" he stares down at the ground, face and ears tinged red from embarrassment. xiao extends a hand toward you slowly, waiting for a response.

and you gladly take it, intertwining your fingers with his gloved ones and smiling. "of course."

the night is cold, but with the two of you interlocking hands, suddenly, everything seems all the bit more warm.

childe ♡

"comrade" had always been his title for you.

and the two of you had always been close. you had been childe's friend, advisor, and companion for longer than you could remember. the two of you had braved the harsh winters shneznaya, and when the male had received orders to head to liyue for some unsettled matters, you were more than willing to pack everything and leave with him.

after all, without childe, nothing could be the same.

you watched silently at the interaction between the northland bank receptionist and the familiar ginger, before making a quick motion to childe to mention that you were heading out. it was just too stuffy inside, and you needed some air. it had been a busy past few weeks, and the times where you did have rare solace, you decided you maximize the most of.

pushing open the heavy door, the cold night breeze greeted you. it was chilly, but it did help clear your head. the moon is full tonight, you note to yourself, staring up from where you're leaning on the side railings and smiling.

then there's the sound of footsteps behind you as low and behold, tartaglia himself comes out to check up on you.

"hey, comrade. what are you doing all alone out here?" his voice is nonchalant, but you could decipher the worried undertone in his words.

"i needed to clear my head." you glance back at him, before gesturing to the empty space beside you with a grin. "the view is great here, childe. come take a look."

and he does, stepping over to your side gently with the ghost of a smile still lingering on his face. he follows your gaze quietly, up at the round, shining moon and glittering stars that light up the night sky. then he turns to look at you, and his gaze softens.

then warmth shoots through you as he grasps your hand, fingers brushing yours before he clasps them tightly.

"it's okay if i do this, right, love?"

kazuha ♡

it was in his notebook that you saw his true feelings, displayed for you to see, and you knew how much it meant for him.

you hadn't meant to stumble across journal - really. it was by complete chance that kazuha had decided to go for a walk and you hadn't realized, and so had gone into his room to speak to him only to find him gone.

thinking that he might be holed up somewhere in the space, busy writing something, you searched high and low and only found a leather bound journal with a red maple leaf on the cover that had clearly been stitched on. opening it, you were astonished to find pages on pages of endless haikus, poems, all sorts of rhymes and tales, all written in kazuha's graceful, flowy handwriting.

a smile upon the breeze, cruelties done out of fun. that out of so many people of these my lover is none.

the rising sun brings forth new morn still, the memory fades yet, for even though your face was forlorn, your smile i shall never forget.

for as long as we play this game, i wish our paths will never part. would you say you felt the same? if i told you what lied in my heart?

the poems and easing verses run ceaselessly from page to page, and you can only feel your eyes widen and face burn as you keep reading, albeit a bit guilty for going through his personal things like this. but as you turn the page to read the last poem, you can hear footsteps resounding from somewhere down the hall.

someone's coming.

immediately, you hastily scramble to place the journal back where it was and then dive on top of kazuha's bed, hoping that no one would spot you underneath the covers. the steps stop at the door, and you can hear the hinges squeal quietly as the door gets pushed open.

"hello?" kazuha's voice is confused and quiet, and you already know that he's suspiciously scanning the room. heart racing, you hear him walk closer to the bed, pausing before-

"what-" the male threw back the covers, and you can glimpse his startled expression from where you're pressed flat against his mattress. "what are you doing here...?"

"uhm... surprise?" you sit up awkwardly, scooting off the bed and getting onto your feat nervously. "a-anyway- don't think about this too hard- let's just..." you clasped kazuha's hand in yours, smiling frantically. fingers locked together, you tugged kazuha to and out the door. "let's just forget about it, okay?"

poor kazuha's so embarrassed, he can't even say a thing except mutter a quiet:

"o-okay."

ganyu ♡

working overtime was something ganyu was accustomed to. however, she was still unfamiliar with many concepts, namely you, and your seemingly endless affection.

you were a peculiar person, in ganyu's eyes. you always, no matter how late she got off work, waited for the adeptibeast patiently, usually handing her a gift or drink of some sort before walking her back to her house.

the evenings the two of you spend together at what ganyu considers the best moments of her days.

The warm evening glow reflecting off of your face, the lanterns lining the streets, the hustling murmur of excited in the background only convinced ganyu that she cared for you more than she would ever let on.

"ah..." ganyu turns to you, and you blink at her questioningly in return. "speaking of which, was there anything you wanted?"

"huh...?"

"well, you're always waiting for me after work... and bringing me all sorts of things too... so i wanted to pay you back for all of the effort." ganyu glances away, deciding to look anywhere but you, glancing at the food stalls, buildings, and the stone path the two of you are walking on. however, her efforts were fruitless, as you were able to see a clear view of her flushed face.

"aw, that's so sweet of you!" grinning, you let out a little giggle at her mannerisms. "but i didn't give you those hoping for something in return. its because i care about you!"

i care about you.

those words rang in the blue-haired girls ears as her warm eyes widened. "then..."

she walks closer to you, tugging at your sleeve with red tinged cheeks. as you turn to look at her questioningly, she takes your hand in hers, intertwining her slender fingers with you.

"can i do this?"

shenhe ♡

she had never really understood humans, nor wanted to, until she met you.

no one ever called shenhe a human. it was only ever adepti this and adepti that. maybe it was her lack of present emotions, or maybe it was just her cold demeanor, but her words fell upon deaf ears whenever she tried to explain.

"eh? you seem pretty human to me, shenhe. it's pretty hard to get it wrong, honestly." you glanced up at the white-haired girl curiously. the two of you were seated at liuli pavilion, upon your request to share lunch together.

"hard... to mistake me?" shenhe smiled airily, an expression that was seen by few. "just as i thought. you're different than everyone else. in a good way."

"...th-thanks...?"

shenhe merely let an relatively amused expression cross her face. "let me ask you something. to you, what makes a human human?"

you thought about her question for a long pause before answering. "i'd like to say... emotions. humans are egotistic and greedy, i'll admit to that, as i'm guilty of it myself, but humans also are thoughtful. they're kind, caring, genuine and understanding. that's what makes communities so powerful too. it's because everyone as the mutual trust and belief in each other that they can do great things." you grinned at the girl. "you have emotions too, they just don't get shown as often as the emotions of others. but that doesn't mean you don't have them."

the white-haired woman stayed silent for the count of three, her multi-colored eyes sparkling as she stared at you with a level of affection you didn't know was possible.

a light blush began creeping across her face as well, although she didn't seem to notice her red cheeks and ears. instead, she just beamed at you.

"caring, you say? then, tell me, is this something a caring human would do?" with that, she reached down at took your hand with hers as a faint smile began to form on shenhe's face. her slender hands were cold to the touch, a pleasant feeling in the warm liyue heat as she intertwined her hands with yours.

"yes, it is."

"good."

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[st6rly]

you can run but you can’t hide.

SYNOPSIS: i’m gonna make you mine (or in other words, a game of chess with ayato.) | word count: 0.7k

characters: ayato x gn!reader

categories: fluff, ig slight angst, scenario

warnings: the banter could be considered slightly suggestive?? chess terminology that may be inaccurate, threats of violence as a joke, one swear, ayato is a little bit of an ass (read my notes!)

notes: title is from a song, not someone’s elemental burst btw. forever a hater of the fact that hoyo boiled down ayato’s personality to liking boba, being ayaka’s brother + head commissioner, and politeness. we’re giving him banter and snark bc i said so /hj

surprise @aquatik !! i’m your secret santa >:DD im a little rusty when it comes to writing TwT and this fic style is kind of different from my usual so!! i hope you enjoy this fic & my interpretation of him heh. and have a happy holiday!!

You wanted to strangle him.

Tension was laced through the air, a fine weaving of intricate ribbon that wrapped around your shoulders and settled softly, but not unnoticeably. A featherlight weight that demanded acknowledgement. The white knight in front of you was mocking, horse head positioned carefully to swipe your bishop with no way of getting out of it. 

Ayato watched on in glee. A delicate smirk laid out on his refined face.  

With a sigh, you continued to mull over your painstaking next move. His pieces had begun to dominate your side of the board with a few of yours off to the side by his arm. Ayato laced his fingers together, rested his chin on the back of his hands, and huffed in amusement. 

“If you keep staring at me like that, I’m just not going to take my turn,” you remarked with a  scowl, glaring at him from across the table. He cocked his head, expression not wavering. 

“Like what?” 

“Like you’ve already won,” you stated, looking back down at the pieces still on the board, “like you’ve already beat me before this is even over.” 

“But,” a gloved finger came to rest on his chin as he cheerfully quipped back, “haven't I?” 

“This game is not over until one of us officially knocks down the opponent’s king.” You moved a pawn. D5. 

“Are you sure?” White pawn C4. 

“Positive.” Your pawn to C4. Queen’s Gambit accepted. His piece sat off the board to your right. 

“You know.” His knight took your bishop; your queen took his knight. “I have told you that I was a master at this, darling.” 

“Master at what?” You opened up your last bishop. “Running your mouth?” A flimsy checkmate was secured. 

Ayato laughed, a hearty sound that came from deep in his chest and frothed in his throat when it reached the top. 

“It’s wonderful playing with you, my love, you know that?” 

“No,” you felt the beginnings of a smile appear as you spoke, “I don’t. Please tell me more.” 

His queen was gone but so were both of your knights. Yet he still grinned.

“Oops.” Rooks cornered your king despite the placement of your queen, effectively pushing the useless royal to the corner. Ayato smiled, eyes closed as he folded his hands neatly in his lap.

“Checkmate.” 

You scoured the board, looking for a brief slip up on his end, for any open area, before sighing, “Good game, love.” 

“An excellent one indeed.” His eyes alight with mirth and tease foretold what he was about to say next. “Although, maybe practicing with someone more of your caliber may do you some good.”

The small kingdom shook and chess pieces fell, rooks and queens rolling off the table as both kings toppled. 

Slammed in the centre, a crater in the checkered pattern, was your hand. Chair shoved back, you had abruptly stood and scraped the furniture against dark wood. Ayato raised his sight up a slight amount, cheekiness in his giggles while you glowered back. He stood, gaze locked with yours as he leaned in. 

Before a single new word could fall from his lips, you had pulled him by the soft material of his robe, fabric melting under your touch. 

“I was trying to be nice,” you grumbled. From outer eyes, anyone could have mistaken it for utter hatred. Between the two of you, the venom was neutral; Ayato wouldn’t find real malice behind the things you said. 

“As was I.” 

“I fear for the officials you meet on a daily basis if this is your ‘nice’.” 

His smile fell, not from his face or in the way those games that laid about on the floor, but into something softer; warm and homey. He placed a hand over the one clutched to his clothing. 

“It’s a good thing it’s the holiday season then, isn’t it?” He bumped his forehead against yours over the table, position awkward yet he made do. “Means I’m all yours.” 

You faked annoyance, a roll of the eyes followed by a scoff, but the smile that threatened to split your face said it all. 

“Oh poor me. However will I manage?” You replied before tugging and locking your lips with his. 

[frogchiro]

If you don't mind then i'll keep bugging!♥️

I just thought of a sexy ermites harem who just wanna raise you ksksksks 🫣🤤... Hoyo are si naughty giving us sexy ermites liké freak :(

I'll leave you alone for tonight or this day my Friend ♥️👉🏻👈🏻

SEXY EREMITES HAREM LETS GOOOO

thank you for the delicious thoughts i've been thinking about this ever since you send this, thank you darling <333

fem!reader, smut, a bit of breeding kink, implied poly relationship between reader and the eremites, kinda yandere eremites leader, reader is explicitly said to be soft/curvy/chubby <3

okay but i had a lil naughty thought lately....so from what i gathered eremites are like wandering tribes right? and every tribe needs a leader...imagine that you're one of them, a sweet little fluffy thing that's not build for battle, no, you're far too precious for that and none of the big strong men of the clan would let you get your soft hands dirty with blood, it's their job to protect you <3

imagine that you're a healer/cook of your group, all sweet smiles, gentle hands and soft curves that your fellow eremites love to grab onto and have it warm them during the cold desert nights.

and yet the leader of your tribe (i'm imagining the sunfrost or day thunder model or even jebrael) taking a special interest in you. ofc he knew you very well before, it was your amazing hands that healed him and nursed him back to health when he was heavily wounded after a particulary intense battle. he watched as his men took turn with you almost every night in the main tent where everyone was sleeping or resting when the clan was resting for the time being. he watched them worship your body, kiss, lick and suck every single inch until you were screaming with delight, your soft noises the sweetest music to their ears and when they finished washing you with a cloth they took turns in massaging your soft body and murmuring soft thank you's for you being with them and letting all these brutish men love you.

he, as the leader always got the very first turn with you, in fact it was him who took your virginity; after his turn he made himself comfortable against the mounds of pillows and silks as he sipped his drink from a shallow cup as he watched the magnificent spectacle before him.

and yet his mind couldn't help but stray, jealousy taking over him momentary as he watched your puffy pussy get stuffed full with yet another load, a rumbling growl escaping his lips when the triumphant roar of pleasure left the man who was currently cumming inside your precious hole and he watched as the very same man lovingly caressed your soft lower tummy and whispered something to you that made the other men jeer and laugh boisterously and made you try and hide your face behind your hands.

he should be the one to breed you, he should be the one to sire your first child; a nice healthy and strong son or daughter. but he would get his chance don't you worry, especially after he takes you as his little bride and he'll get to breed you and own you to his heart's content, his sweet wife <3

[kairisea]

🌊𓈒𓏸Confessing to Luka Strongarm𓏸𓈒🌊

SUMMARY: After spending lots of time with Luka, you finally decide it's time he knows how you feel.

NOTES: gn!reader, Reader is Trailblazer, takes place sometime after the events of Mo Cuishle

WARNINGS: May be ooc, I'm learning writing and Hoyo needs to give us more Luka content like please I wanna learn everything about him.

COMMENTS: Finally got this out! I maybe had a little inspo as to what to do for my first fic from a friend, but I enjoyed writing this! The intro was a little long, but I think I just really enjoy writing a bit of background for the situation, this isn't the first time! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this! I hope it's good for my first fic, fingers crossed! Any feedback is appreciated!

In the time you've been on Jarilo-VI, you've gotten to know all the residents pretty well, as you prepare to go to the next stop on your journey. However, staying here has made you get closer to some of them than you had expected... Sure you had made plenty of friends, even invited them to visit the Astral Express! But there was one who you'd felt like you'd gotten even closer to. Luka Strongarm.

From the moment you met him, you were drawn to him. He was strong, smart, and you had to admit his looks were going for him too. Your time spent with him was invaluable, and he made you feel invaluable too.

On this particular day, you were watching him in the ring, watching him spar for fun against some robots. He hadn't been in any tournaments or anything since you met him, so his victory number was still at 28. A number you drilled into your memory, or maybe it just stuck out to you because it was him.

You were lost in thought, watching him smile as he beat up the bots. Before you knew it, he was done with the fight, and had come out of the ring. He headed your direction as soon as he saw you, a smile on his face as always.

"Hey there, trailblazer!" You could hardly hear him over the sound of the crowd cheering. Perhaps it was because it was even more impressive to beat up a bunch of bots, than it is to beat up a person that they were so worked up over his victory.

You gestured outside, indicating that you wanted to talk to him, without the cheering crowd. He promptly nodded in response, and turned to the crowd, saying a goodbye to them as you started to leave. You barely paid attention to what he said as you looked at him before he turned back to you and nodded for the exit.

As you both stepped outside, you asked a seemingly innocuous question. "Could you follow me?" You outstretched your hand to him, just waiting for fans to try to follow you.

"Yeah, let's try to lose them." He agreed, taking your hand almost by instinct.

Your heart pounded as you held his hand, leading him not too far from the fight club, in the direction of Rivet Town. The place had little meaning, but the abandoned town was quiet, private, and you didn't want anyone overhearing what you had to say.

"This place certainly is a lot quieter than the fight club. I gotta hand it to you, you picked a good place for us to chat!" He said, oblivious to the pounding of your heart. You had been mentally preparing all day to face him, to finally speak what's been on your mind for a while, and now was the time to let it out.

"L- Luka," You stammered, trying to build confidence.

"Yeah? What's up?" He looked at you, a smile on his face. That damned smile that gave you butterflies every time you saw it.

You cleared your throat before continuing: "There's... something I've been meaning to tell you."

He waited patiently, starting to notice how you would fidget, and avoid his gaze, hoping it wasn't anything bad. And yet, despite his fiery spirit, he was so patient, just another thing you liked about him.

You let out a nervous chuckle. "Well, the thing is... I-" you took a deep breath. "I like you, Luka. I... like like you." Aeons this was embarrassing to say. You just wanted to run away and never show your face to him again. And yet- you stayed, and you looked up at him slowly as you contemplated telling Pom-pom that you could never go to Jarilo-VI again.

He looked at you, a shocked expression on his face. This definitely wasn't what he expected, and yet you could swear there was still a smile. That damn smile.

You heard him chuckle. You thought you had screwed things up royally, but before you could overthink too much, he spoke. "You... like me?" He rubbed the back of his neck. "I didn't expect you to feel the same way about me." He smiled at you and you couldn't help but look at him in return.

As your eyes met, he held out his hands to you as you subconsciously took them, the difference in temperature momentarily shocking you. "So... does that mean..." You started

"I like you too." He finished. "I just thought that, as a Nameless, you wouldn't reciprocate my feelings. But I'm glad you do." He smiled at you, so softly and gently. You couldn't help but smile back.

The thought of your Nameless duties pulling you away from him entered your mind for a second, but you quickly dispelled them. You can cross that bridge when you get to it. "So... does this mean we're... together now?"

Luka thought for a second. "Well, I mean if we both agree, I guess it does." He looked down for a second, gripping your hands before quickly softening his grip. "Well... if we've both said our piece... do you want to, I don't know, celebrate? I could take you out on a proper date?"

"That sounds great." You chuckled as you went by his side, grabbing his arm. Yes, his arm. It was his organic arm, and you could feel his hand warm in yours. "Well then, 28 time champion," you lightly teased, "where are we off to? I'll follow your lead."

"I guess I shouldn't be surprised you remember that number so well at this point." He chuckled. "Don't worry, I'll take us to the best place the Underworld has to offer!" And with that, he gently led you out of the abandoned area, your hands intertwined.

So that's it! I had a lot of fun writing this! I may end up making 2 other things bc of this. I wanna do a follow up bc reader is trailblazer and trailblazing needs to happen, so that's prolly gonna lead to some angst... I also want to write a version where the reader isn't the trailblazer since I feel like that's a completely different type of relationships...

If you enjoyed this, feel free to learn more about me and what I do here! You can also see if my requests are open there if you want something yourself!

I talk too much... anyway, I hope to see you around! Pce!

[niamiya]

Would you mind if I sketch you?

High school AU!!

Synopsis: You would usually hang out in the science lab's storage room to get away from everyone until one day Albedo decided to walk in on you.

A/N: Albedo brainrot, tbh I miss him. hoyo pls I need to see him in an event again </333. anyways I might consider writing a part 2 for this, and as alwaysss enjoy reading and sorry for any grammar mistakes-

School had never been your strongest suit. Yeah, you can manage not to fail any classes and be decent, at least, but there wasn't a particular subject you were master at, or that was what you think.

You had recently picked up a new hobby of sketching, something to get your mind off of when school starts getting too much for you. Sometimes, the teacher would call you out for sketching on the blank spaces on your test papers.

Today was one of those days where you just wanted to be away from everyone, being the loner you are and having no interest in interacting with any of your classmates. You head to your usual secret place, which is the schools science lab's storage room. It was dusty and looked like no one had touched this room for so long, which is good for you cause now you needn't worry so much about people barging in.

You brought your sketchbook and sat down on the ground near the tiny window so that you have a little bit of light to see you pulled out your sketchbook and started to sketch out what was in your brain, slowly enough without realizing, you begin to doze off a bit.

By the time you woke up, it was almost evening, so the sun was setting golden light shining from the window, which shuned the figure in front of you.

"Wait, what?"

Having just woken up your mind was a bit hazy until you gained a bit of consciousness.. who and why is there a man sitting across you? What is he doing? You had so many questions as you were surprised to see this man.

You cleared your throat, letting out a small "ahem," to which he caught it, finally looking up at you from his what seemed to be a notebook?

"Oh, sorry, I saw you sleeping and thought that it'd be weird to just leave you here in case you overslept till noon, I was actually planning to wake you up immediately, but I saw how in deep sleep you were" he spoke, brushing his ash blonde hair while looking back at his notebook.

"I thought no one goes inside this room... how'd you find me?" Questioning him while rubbing your eyes, looking around the still dusty room filled with science equipment.

He chuckled softly before speaking up, "Actually, there were comments from students outside that they were hearing strange noises coming from here, so I decided to just check it out."

You must've gotten carried away while you were alone in this room, which now got you feeling embarrassed. "You.. won't tell anyone that I was here now, right?" Sweating nervously, not wanting your spot to be exposed, it'd be a hassle to find a new hiding spot.

"Sure, I'll just tell them it was a rat or something," he grinned before closing his notebook and dusting everything off which you took notice, was he sketching in his notebook just now? does he also like to draw?

"Is that a your drawing?" You raised up the confidence to ask, to which he replied. "Indeed it is supposedly I was writing my thesis earlier before i came here but decided to sketch something whilst waiting for you to wake from your slumber"

"Is that so? I also happen to be sketching just earlier, that is, before I doze off-" chuckling softly and grabbing your sketchbook from the floor, he was watching you pick it up and smiled.

You looked up at him to see his face, the light brushing his face. "What were you sketching?" You suddenly shot up the question which he seemed a bit flustered to reply.

"I'd rather not say..." he said while looking away from you and gripping his notebook "aww not even a glimpse? I won't judge, I swear," playfully trying to see what he just sketched, you were curious.

He quickly cleared his throat and changed topics. "It's getting late now. We should head back home before the school gates close, I'll walk you home"

You felt a bit disappointed but respected his decision, and it really was getting late so you stood up and brushed off the dust from your uniform and placed all your stuff inside your bag.

Both of you headed out with your stuff as he walked you home. The sun had already set, still before reaching your home, you both had a small chat walking home. You get to learn his name and how he's the leader in the science club.

Once you both reached the destination, which is your home, he handed you a piece of paper from his notebook that was folded, which you took from his hand. "Goodnight [name], I hope to see you again." he smiled before waving goodbye, and quickly enough, he was gone.

Confused, you unfolded the paper, and it revealed a sketch of you when you were in the storage room peacefully asleep. His sketch definitely did capture that, alongside the sketch was a bunch of writing that was probably for his science notes.

You giggled and kept the paper with you ever since, excited to see him again the following day.

[thinkingotherwise]

Hi hello

NPC series fan here again, hehe. Hope you're having a great day✨

I've seen that there's already a new one in work, but I wanted to ask if requests for the series are still open, because I've recently finished 4.0 Fontaine archon quest and Silver is so very husband material I can't👉👈

Thank you in advance💕

Thank you for requesting again and I'm sorry that it took so much, I had quite a busy last few months and couldn't focus on writing. But it's finished, and as it’s here before the new year...

I'm wishing you and everyone else reading this Happy Zhongli Day and Happy New Year 🌌🥂🎊

As for the story I totally agree that he is so... have you seen the suit? surely made of husband material And just a little thing, because I can’t let Hoyo do that to us, some events from 4.2 are nonexistent, they didn’t happen. I don’t want to remember them, therefore they didn’t happen

Silver x Fontaine! Bubbly! reader

I'm a sucker for French terms of endearment Mon chéri - my dear Mon cœur - my heart / sweetheart

Your day off fell on a nice day with a little cloudy but sunny weather, you simply had to take advantage of it. You decided that while spending your afternoon with your overworked man, you might as well go out before the end of his shift. Because of that, you spent your late morning shopping to your heart's content and talking with a lot of people who appreciated your positive personality. When the clock was nearing dinner time you walked out of the Chioriya Boutique with a bag, now havier by the new purchase. Observing the nearest area while deciding where to go next you noticed the familiar black and golden dress and matching hat and immediately your eyes searched for the two attendants who never left Navia's side.

Your gaze fell upon your dark blue-haired husband and you marched up towards him humming to yourself. Coming closer and closer you noticed another two people they were having a conversation with. Seeing as it may be important you stopped and waited for them to finish.

Feeling the non-stop gaze of someone Melus and Silver looked around and when their eyes fell on you you grinned widely and waved at them. Melus nudged his colleague on the side and grinned teasingly while Silver tried to fight off the smile that came to his face whenever he saw you.

After a short moment when he collected himself, he turned back to the conversation. At the same time, you raised your chin up to the sky and started cloud gazing to pass the time. You continued on humming and softly swaying from side to side.

Finishing their talk with Traveler, Silver turned to his companions. "Demoiselle Navia, Melus, Traveler and Paimon, excuse me for a moment." He finished with a slight bow.

Navia looked at Melus questioningly knowing they noticed something before. He, in return, tilted his head in your direction pointing that his friend was taking a short break to see you.

Moving your gaze back forward, your eyes met your husband's, who was walking towards you. Seeing that, you smiled involuntarily and ran up to him. As soon as he noticed you running he opened his arms to let you jump into them and embrace you tightly.

The moment your body collided with his he hugged you tightly lifting you just enough so that your feet left the ground.

"Bonjour, mon cœur." "Bonjour, how is work going? Hope I didn't disturb you much."

Silver let you down and took hold of your hand. In response, you tightened the hold momentarily.

"Don't worry, you didn't disturb. I told you previously that I'll always acknowledge you as soon as an opportunity presents itself." You hummed in response happily swinging your hand that held his.

"As for work, it was fine, not too much trouble today. Now I want to know where did you come from, were you shopping?"

He asked eyeing the bag that you held in your hand, while the other one was holding his. You started nodding your head.

"Yes, I went on a little shopping spree, I found some things that got my attention. Oh! I also have something for you but you'll see it later, for now, it's a surprise, mon chéri."

"A surprise, you just love to spoil me as much as I do you."

Silver then quickly turned to look at Demoiselle Navia and his friend. He sighed softly and sent you a small smile. Seeing that you let go of his hand and gently placed the shopping bag down next to you.

"I'll be seeing you soon."

You took off his hat with one hand while the other tilted his head down by the chin so you had easier access to place a sweet kiss on his forehead. You then quickly placed the hat back on top of his head and tucked in some of his stray hair that fell out of place.

"Don't work too much, mon chéri. I'll be waiting for you at the restaurant when your shift finishes."

Silver smiled at you widely nodding at your words.

"Don't miss me too much, mon cœur." He added kissing your cheek.

You picked up your bag and as your husband gazed at you lovingly you quickly came up with an idea and took advantage of his distracted self. Placing you free hand on his cheek you let it stay there for just a moment before snatching his sunglasses and placing them on you. You grinned at him and left a quick peck on his lips before running away.

He sighed deeply at your antics and was ready to go back to work without his signature glasses but as he turned towards Demoiselle, who observed the whole situation, she waved him off letting him off of work early.

Not thinking twice he bowed slightly and turned in the direction you ran off to. Then Silver started chasing after you quickly catching up and colliding into you while his arms trapped you within his embrace. Your laughter filled his ears and he joined in right after placing his hat on your head.

[nagisadelune]

Headcanon: Dancing in the Kitchen with Artem

(Definitely not edited)

I didn't create Artem as a character; Hoyo did.

Now, I'm a huge fan of Artem from Tears of Themis (fight me lol). So I figured that I would write a short headcanon I have about him, but this time it'll be in a closer-to-proper writing style. (Post writing: this was definitely not short lol)

If you didn't know, this man is the closest thing I have seen to a malewife: knows how to cook, always takes care of you whenever you're sick, makes sure you are safe. If you can imagine someone taking care of you somehow, he's probably the person to do those things. However, if you play the game, this is basically common knowledge.

For the timeline, imagine that this is after you/Rosa and Artem already got married, and you guys now live together in Artem's current home in game. (Weddings are expensive which makes you broke, okay? We'll get that nice mansion later lol)

⭐⭐⭐

You've already changed into your comfortable clothes for the night after getting back home from work. Today was rough: all the paperwork and investigations really took it out of you. Because of this and the upcoming weekend, you and Artem decided to have an at-home movie date: just you and your man in your pajamas cuddling while watching a movie.

While waiting for Artem to finish changing, you went to the kitchen to collect some snacks for your date. Considering how dark it is in the room, you only turn on the stove light and play some music from your phone for the vibes. It's a Friday, and you need to relieve some stress. What better way to do that than with some music and some good food?

Dancing around in the kitchen and picking out snacks, you fail to notice Artem watching you from the doorframe. It's only when you look for a bowl in one of the cabinets that you finally see him intently watching you while leaning against the doorframe. You freeze mid-motion, one hand reaching for the cabinet and the other holding a bar of dark chocolate. He also seems to freeze when you realizes that you just caught him staring at you.

With an awkward cough to clear your throat, you asked an a small voice, "You just finished?" Hopefully, your question was enough to break the tension and calm the heat rising to your cheeks. With a soft smile and chuckle, he nods and starts approaching you. Your heart begins to race, and you can feel the rapid beat in your throat. Once he's right in front of you, his hand lands on the corner of the counter, and he leans a little on it while he admires your face. "W-What is it?" you manage to stutter out as his hand brushes a stray strand behind your ear.

"You know you're beautiful and really cute, right?" Artem whispers so quietly even you can barely hear him. Because of his comment, you can't make any eye contact with him, and you know for a fact that your cheeks are red. You hear him chuckle again before he leans away from you and grabs your phone from the counter. Your eyes follow his figure as you watch him swipe and type on your phone screen. Trying to see what he is trying to do, you put the chocolate bar down and stand by his side.

"Romantic music playlist?" you read confused before looking up at him. Although his back is towards the light, you can tell his lips are curved slightly upwards. He clicks on a song before placing your phone down again.

"I'm not really feeling a movie tonight," he starts softly, "so maybe we can try something different." Still confused, he reaches over to the stove to turn off the light, and the two of you are left with only moonlight to see anything. The soft notes from your phone starts playing, and you recognize the song; it's the song from your first dance with him. He turns towards you before offering his hand to you. "May I have this dance?" he asks softly as the moonlight highlights the details of his hands. You giggle knowing that he is probably really embarrassed to be suggesting this.

Playing along with a curtsy, you respond, "You may." You place your hand in his, and the warmth in his hands warms you up from the inside. His other hand gently wraps around your waist while your other hand reaches to his shoulder. Despite the darkness of the room, you see his eyes on you which you return. Following the beat of the music, your feet are in sync as he guides you to glide across the hardwood floor of the kitchen. His hand raises up to make you twirl before catching your waist again.

With the song coming to the end, his arms wraps around your waist, and you lean into his body. His familiar scent fills your nose as you gently sway to the beat with him. You can feel the tension in your body slowly melt away while his hand gently holds you against him. With a hand patting your hand softly, you can't help but to close your eyes and enjoy the feeling.

"Does this remind you of our wedding?" Artem asks carefully as his fingers runs through your hair. You nod against his chest and start listening to his heartbeat. Both of your heartbeats seem to sync up, and you release a breath, feeling a weight coming off of your chest. Even without looking at him, you know that his face has the smile he only reserves for you, the soft one which conveys how much he really cherished you. Artem carefully peels you away from his body to have a good look at your face before his hands cups your cheeks. He places a tender kiss on your forehead, and you just feel yourself melting. "I love you," he mutters just loud enough for me to hear.

"I love you too, Artem."

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I hope you liked this! This is the first time that I've written a long headcanon like this, so it might be a little rough around the edges. Hopefully, this put a little smile on your face. See you in the next one!

[lollipoplad]

Babies First Heist; a short story I wrote up to help get into the mood for the Cyberpunk Red campaign that I’m getting ready for. I hope more people play it, it’s so much fun.

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“Yo, Buttonhead hallways closed,” Fu-Yao says dismissively hopping up from the floor pressing towards the center of the hall with Grid. If the junkie noticed them he didn’t make it known. Shouldering through the Teo and continuing down the hall. But a hoyo already had her eyes on them, “Aye, didn’t you hear me? Elevators down, take the stairs you look like you could use the exercise.”

The distance closing second by second, she pushes off the wall and crosses the hall. Putting her body between the door Navarro had just disappeared inside. By the time her shoulders hit the door he’s almost on her, the polymer one shot resting in her hand feels heavy as her grip tightens. Knuckles going white as she adjusts her hands in the oversized sleeves of her hand-me-down jacket as he reaches her.

Then he passes by. Pushing into another room further down the hall without ever shifting his gaze from the floor, only when the door hisses closed behind him does Chiyo let loose a breathe she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. LED text scrolls behind her optics, locking the door behind him. Letting her head lull back and rest against the door frame she eyes Fu-Yao and Grid as they hear back to their positions. “Hurry the hell up Navarro…”

The door to the apartment slides open a few minutes later, Navarro steps through, both his arms wrapped around two black cases stacked so that his chin just barely came over the top. He shoots a smile toward Chiyo, some of the worry on her face melting away. With a whistle down the hallway she took one of the cases only to hand it off to Grid once he arrived. All of them wordlessly heading for the garage elevator. Once inside Navarro smashes B/2 into the console, descending they exchange looks over the haul.

“Two cases?” Fu-Yao opener, “ain’t it gonna make trouble if the Faust see’s it gone?”

“Faust was zeroed when I got there. Something fried ‘em from the looks of it.” Everyone stared wide eyed at him before he continued, “Important thing is we got the cases. Fixer can do what he does best and iron the rest out. Either way, he owes us eddies for the work.” He grates, “We’re almost done, not our fault he was dead. Just play it cool, no one saw us go in or out… no way we can get in trouble.” Each of them sighed, almost in unison, next came the hardest part of the job.

Getting payed.

When the latch popped they filed out of the elevator. However instead of the hum of an engine and the chocking smell of CHOOH2 they had grown to expect when dealing with this fixer, they only found an empty garage. Navarro scanned the surrounding thinking perhaps they were tucked away, but the cars in attendance were either stripped or parts or too low class for the gonk they were expecting. “Chiyo?”

“Already on it.” Lights ran across her optics, her mouth hanging slightly open like anytime she dives. “He’s not picking up. I’ll keep trying-“

“No.” Navarro cut in, “he can get in touch with us.” Possibilities and outcomes, both good and bad, ran through his head. The least worrying and subsequently the one he settled on to keep tensions low was that this was simply him pushing them around because they were kids. “Forget him, let’s go home”

“Not that I don’t agree but how’re we meant to get these passed our parents,” Fu-Yao asked,” they aren’t exactly inconspicuous and my parents are for sure gonna ask questions.” Each exchanged looks before eyes began settling on Grid.

His mom was single, who worked most nights. Grid seemingly made a point in not mentioning her work. Whether it was willing omission or ignorance was up for debate but everyone had their guesses.

Navarro smiled, it was one of those smiles that everyone likes to see, the kind that makes you feel needed. Eyes shining with comradery as he opens his mouth , “Grid…?”

With a sigh of exasperation grid rolls his eyes, “Fine, we have to alternate though, cause I can’t hide em forever.”

Smiling again Navarro sighs, relieved, “Thank you Grid, if we’re lucky we won’t have to worry about switching out. Shouldn’t be more than a few hours, he’s prolly amped out or neck deep in some XBD.” juggling the boxes between his knees he wiped the sweat off his palms onto his shirt. Starting towards the ramp to street level he turns and walks backwards, “Come on, we’ll catch the NCART home.”

With a chorus of groans and laughter they tunneled up into daylight and crowds doing what they did best blending in. If one thing hasn’t changed since the Corporate Wars it’s that if they don’t belong to you and sometimes even if they do, no one gives two shits about kids.

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As it turned out those ‘few hours’ Navarro had spoken of came and went without any word from the Fixer. They’d been able to sneak the cases into Grids apartment while his mom was clocked out, they found themselves thanking god for nightshifts.

Now it was six in the A.M. and Grid was at Chiyo’s door, she was meant to be up early to make the swap. His mom would be home soon and her parents were to be heading to work. So the elaborate dance continued, using the same knowledge of their parents schedule that allows them to run about freely, they passed the boxes from apartment to apartment.

By the third day however the efforts were beginning to become taxing, with no word from the Fixer the eddies were starting to look less and less appealing.

Stretching out on the couch Fu-Yao looked up and yawned, “Any word? I’m running low on pocket money.”

“A whole lotta nothing.” Replied Navarro, “starting to feel like this whole thing is gonk. How about you Chiyo, anything?”

“Nope. Get this, went down to the market level, you know the crappy ramen stand he always hangs at, no one's seen ‘em in days.”

More groans echo around the apartment, everyone was getting tired of sitting on the cases, no one more than Navarro. To his credit he tried to be rational about it… well as rational as a nine year old can be. It’s not like the cases were the reason they didn’t have money and that they’d stopped getting jobs. It was the fact that they’re Fixer has ghosted. For now he was trying to do what he always did between jobs, relax with his friends around the MegaBlock.

Chiyo was all too busy browsing the NET, scrolling through the latest news and releases, mouthing off about how the newest optics from Arasaka looked beyond Nova, only for the excitement to die when she saw how many eddies she’d have to throw down just to get one installed.

Fu-Yao was all but dead, aside from the occasional chime into the conversation. He was lying face down in the couch cushions and rarely moving. You’d never know it from how he looked right now but he had ambition to matcha Navarro but rarely possessed the energy to go negotiate a job, more the type to be all too happy to turn it over to Navarro to handle.

Grid had been absent from the usual meeting spot and had yet to travel down the two floors that seperated their apartments to grace the rest of the gang with his presence. Navarro and Chiyo were more than happy to banter about augments and Elflines Online, his mere absence was affecting Fu-Yao giving him no one to argue with.

Navarro chuckled to himself as he shifted down the couch to see what Chiyo was gesturing to on the holo in front of her, then the door opened. Fu-Yao shot from the couch, “It’s about time Grid, where the hell have you been.”

“The Fixers dead,” Grid responded as he slipped in. “, someone was talking about seeing NCPD in his apartment, something about the body lottery numbers.” No one was quite ready for the news, looks were exchanged before they all settled on Navarro. “,sounds like we’re not getting payed, huh.”

A slow sigh oozed from Navarro's lips as his skin pulled down after his fingers. “Yeah… yeah. It also means we’re out of a job, gotta find someone else who’s willing to hire us.”

“Damn.”

“This is ass.”

“What about the cases?” Chiyo posed.

That question held more weight than first realized, what did they do with the boxes now. The middle man was gone and the buyer had no way of getting in touch with them.

“We can’t just ditch ‘em yah? Maybe there’s something in it we can fleece for a couple eddies” Fu-Yao shifted on his feet looking around the apartment, “They're here yah?”

A few moments later they had them sitting in the table eyes locked on the contents of the cases.

“This is a joke, you're joshing me, I’m being joshed right now. Right?” Grid said looking around the table, “You guys opened these already.”

“I wish we did, I really do.” Navarro said turning to Chiyo, “,this is just… just-“

“Some Corpo bullshit is what this is.” Chiyo finished. Reaching into the box and retrieving from its depths a Teddy Bear. It was the only thing inside of this case, it had been resting is a specially made nook in the foam interior. “The other case is nothing but accounting updates and communication records and this one has a bear… wish I coulda drained those accounts…. We could all get chipped in and then some…” The final words hung on her lips for a moment, her brow furrowing then came the familiar LED tracing behind her optics.

“Chiyo?”

“Hold up…” she responded a smile creeping up the edges of her lips. “Mr. Bear is packing some serious hardware inside. I wonder if we couldn’t sell…”

“I would appreciate it if you did not sell me-“

Chiyo shrieked as she pitched the bear across the room, retreating behind Navarro as the same slow paced speech came again, “Ow.”

“I-it talked, it fucking talked!”

“This body is designed for harsh treatment, though I must request that you refrain from such foul language. It is not suitable to someone your age.”

“What is happening…”

“Hello friend, I am Twinkle the Teddy Bear my creator was not very creative I apologize on their behalf. I am your friendly child guidance A.I. if you found my reprimand unsatisfactory you may select from a wide variety of options to tweak your experience.” The Bear itself wasn’t much to look at. It didn’t even move when it spoke, it’s hide was made of some faux material even it’s eyes were scratched and cloudy. “Now it is your turn, how should I address you.”

Chiyo’s eyes narrowed, never before had she heard of anything like this on the streets. Especially in such a small body, as far as she’d heard AIs were these dark horrid beings she’d have to dodge and cry about if she ever decided to go beyond the Blackwall. “Chiyo.” She stated evenly, despite her cautious nature her curiousity tended to get the better of her when it came to tech and the NET. The others can’t help but stare at her stunned, Navarro reacted grabbing her arm and pulling her away from the Bear.

“What exactly are you doing, we don’t know what it even is and you… and you just tell it your name? Your real name. That’s like… rule number one.”

“I’ve got this, trust me.” Chiyo interjects before turning back to the Bear.

“Mistress Chiyo I can’t help but note there are several others in the room. Shall I add them to my list of charges?”

Chiyo doesn’t say anything, instead turning and gesturing to the other three to speak up. Fu-Yao jumps at the opportunity, stating his name and laughing as the Bear stated it back to him. “This is the most Nova shit.” He cackles grabbing Grid and pulling him up, “come on man.” Grid doesn’t take much convincing from his other half, a dumb smile creeping across his lips as Fu-Yao continues to laugh.

Chiyo stepped behind Navarro and pushed him towards the Bear, “Come on Feathers, we’re all in this together yeah?”

Navarro biter his tongue, keeping back a sudden wave of nausea, he hated being out of pace with what was happening. And I’m a place like Night City he fought tooth and nail to have any small amount of control he could have. This Bear was fucking that all up.

“What if this causes trouble guys, I mean… this was meant for a Corpo.”

“Then if the buyer shows up looking we tell ‘em the Fixer never showed, we can handle it then, yeah?”

“But-“

“We’re kids Feathers, they’re not gonna ice kids. They’re not the boogy man, they’re Corpo. I bet your ass still believes in Santa too.”

“Glad your all so concerned..” he mutters stepping forward. “Alright, call me Navarro.”

“Very good, you have all been successfully registered. Though I regret to inform you that I can not perform my functions to the fullest as I am unable to detect any bio monitoring systems to pair with: if this is a mistake please consult your physician at the nearest clinic.”

Chiyo smiles lopsidedly at Navarro, “See nothing to worry about, maybe we this thing dan help us run out side jobs. Hey… uh… Twinkles, will you be s me to help me monitor ummm emergency contacts and alerts.”

“With pleasure Mistress Chiyo.”

“Nova, why don’t you tell me what else you can do.”

For the better part of the next hour the Bear listed it’s functions, only stopping to respond to interjections and questions coming from the kids. Without piropee augments or chrome a lot of our monitoring functions were disabled. “I’m sorry to trouble you, but when might I expect you to be able to install your bio monitors so that I might properly monitor your nutritional intake.”

[zelistair]

lover's oath, xiao pov.

Inspired by: Lover's Oath - HOYO-MiX

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This song played when we first met each other's gazes. As for someone who has lived long enough to see almost all things that there is to see, I never thought that there would be a sight that would make me surprised again. A sight that would make my arrogance and coldness falter.

All there is to Liyue, I have seen them all. Well, I thought.

Back then, even before you visited the Land of Contracts, I became aware of your existence. You were the mighty outlander hailed from Mondstadt who saved the Nation of the Wind from Dvalin. You're great in the eyes of all people, whatever nation they may come from.

All was awed and made aware of your bravery, achievement, and mightiness. I was no exception.

As the last Yaksha alive, all burdens lies on my shoulder. The responsibilities that my comrades and I are all supposed to share, they all fell on my shoulders the moment my comrades vanished. All my life, I lived only to help and protect Liyue and its people. For thousands of years, I did it all alone.

You were not the first one to offer help, but you were the first one who extended your arms and hands voluntarily with a sweet smile. You were the first one who's willing. You were the first one who's genuine.

When I lost my comrades, I almost forgot how it felt to have someone by your side through thick and thin. When you came, you made me remember that feeling again. And you made that feeling better. Not only through thick and thin but you're there even when I don't need you to, even when I don't tell you to.

Slowly, I started to see you in a different light.

When you turn around and smile at me after "protecting" me from monsters, I would evade your gaze, your smile. I did not know how to respond for your smile was the brightest. That one time when we released lanterns on the sky, I didn't have the chance to make a wish because I was busy staring at you who's wishing with your eyes closed. With all the lights coming from the lanterns floating in the air lighting your calm face, I strangely felt comforted. That moment felt like it was meant to last forever.

I would like every moment actually to last forever.

You would stay home with me frome time to time and cook my favorite foods. Sometimes, I'd catch you waiting for me inside the house while cooking. I never thought that the thought of someone waiting for me to come home would make me smile.

I thought my smile had disappeared long time ago. My happiness which didn't come back even when I want it to, it surfaced again because of you.

Right then and there, I knew I don't want to let you go. I knew I had to keep you. Because if I don't, I'd go crazy for another time and for that time, I don't think I'd survive.

But, I also know that I can't.

You're the bravest, smartest, and mightiest adventurer and outlander that there is. Traveling nations is what you do. It is your job, your happiness. To take that away from you is not something that I can do. I know that your smile would falter and turn lifeless if I did.

Besides, protecting and helping Liyue is what I do, too. Not Mondstadt, not Inazuma, not Sumeru, Snezhnaya or any other nation but Liyue. Even if I would love to keep on living this current life I have with you forever, I know that it's impossible.

So, I let you go. I let you travel the vast seas to get to Inazuma. I know that you have to find your brother, your remaining family. I wouldn't stop you. Your freedom and bravery is what makes you shine brightly. My love for you is never shallow to take that light away from you, to take those feelings away from you.

So I let you be. I let you fly higher, farther.

Our memories are engraved deep in the rhythm and melody of Lover's Oath, so I'll be fine. Whenever this song plays, I would be reminded of you and you're well-being, I'd never be able to forget you.

I was fine, until news came back to Liyue.

In a letter, it was said that in the hands of the Fatui, the adventurer who saved Mondstadt, defeated Osial, and saved Inazuma, died. In an all out battle where the adventurer was caught up and was merely shielded with few soldiers, the second and third Fatui Harbingers all focused on the traveler.

At that moment, I feel like my head was about to burst. My eyes stings and are hot, my nerves are about to pop and my blood boiled. You.. killed. Died. In the hands of the enemy.

All of a sudden, our memories together flashbacks to me. Your smile, your laughter and your silly jokes. Our picnic on Qingce Village during sunset. Your photograph while lying on the flowerbed in Qingce. All of them came back to me. Why?

"Why didn't I follow you?" I whispered to myself.

I slammed the table making people around me shriek in surprise. The table was broken. All of a sudden, both of the archons appeared in front of me. Breathless, in shock, and livid.

"I could've done so much if I was there with her. I could've saved her. Take her to safety. Take care of her. I should've come with her. I should've been there," it was all I can whisper to myself. If the two gods in front of me are livid and full of sorrow and anger, I was probably worse.

"I know from the start that it wasn't safe, why did I let her leave?" Venti is now crying in frustration. His eyes, bloodshot and full of regrets.

"I should've just told her the truth and break that damn contract. The consequences, I can endure. But this? I can't, I will never be able to," Zhongli spoke.

My tears fell. My only light and happiness was taken away from me. I was once again deprived of the chance to be happy. This time, with her. I could've done so much if I only chose to come with her. And even if we both die, at least she's there with me. I'm there with her. Not like this.

"Zhongli! Xiao!"

A breathless Ningguang and Ganyu suddenly ran towards us. They were both surprised to see someone from Mondstadt but quickly tended their attention towards me. I was hanging my head low and crying, the letter still crumpled on my fist.

"I will avenge her. I will never stop until I kill those who took her away from me. I will not stop until her death's given justice," I whispered, full of anger, contempt, and nothing but blind grudge.

"Xiao.." Ganyu whispered. She then cried when she realizes that the news is true.

"T-traveler.." Ningguang stuttered.

I closed my eyes and let my thoughts flow. Right now, I'm fully ready to avenge you. I'm more than ready to give your death justice. Suddenly, our oath came to mind.

"I swear to never, ever, ever blame myself again for losing my sibling. I swear to never tire myself out again and to never overwork myself so Xiao won't have to get worried!"

Your smile and silly laugh was followed by your remark. My eyes shot open suddenly, but my tears never stopped. I looked at the sky above and saw that it's tinted with yellow-orange now. The sun is setting. For some reason, I don't want it to. It feels like it's you, saying goodbye to all of us.

I almost forgot the oath I made to you. Thank you, for making me remember. Thank you for still saving me even when you're not here anymore.

"I promise to not let myself hold a grudge again and let myself experience happiness.. even in its' tiniest form," I whispered. That was my oath to you. That promise helped a lot with dealing with myself. Now, even when you're gone, you still saved me. I almost went insane. I know that you won't like it if I do. I know you'd be stomping your feet up there, screaming, if I do go insane because of this.

And it hurts more because of that. Because the oath we made are still up and valid, but the person I did it with aren't anymore. How am I supposed to move forward now that you're gone?

I closed my eyes and screamed. I cried so much. I don't care if I'm in the presence of other people. I will let them know that there is someone who grieves for your death so much. That there is someone like me who's left alone because of the stupid ways of the Fatui. I will let everyone know that even when it's not immediately, I will avenge you. And make everyone who's responsible pay.

"I want to hear you again, please let me hear your voice again. Please let me see your smile one more time, I beg of you," I knelt down on the ground and cried.

Just one more time, please, talk to me. Let me know how you're doing. Let me know if you're fine, angry, calm..

"Talk to her, Xiao. She's listening through the wind," Venti suddenly spoke. I couldn't care to ask how did he know, all I want is to talk to her again. To hear her one last time.

"I will always love you, even when you're gone. I will never forget your smile, your words, the happiness you gave to me, the memories we shared. I will keep them all in my heart. I will love you for as long as I live. So please, let me hear your voice, my love. One more time," I desperately whispered.

I closed my eyes and felt a strong wind blowing. With the winds, a voice came.

"I know, Xiao. I love you too. I wouldn't have done those things with you if I didn't. Don't ruin yourself for me. I am contented with what happened. So, don't taint your hands for my sake. Just take care of Aether when you see or find him, alright? It's time for me to go now. And, say thank you to Venti. And say to everyone for me that I valued the time I had with them. I have to go now."

Then, the wind was gone.

Venti dropped to the ground and is panting. But at the same time, he had this weak and genuine smile on. As if he knows what she said. Figuring it all out, I looked at Venti.

"Thank you for letting me hear her one last time."

My gaze went back to the sky that's now turning gray and black. Soon, it'll grow dark. My wounds from today will never heal. My love for you from yesterday will never fade. My oath to you from before will always be valid. This oath has more power to it than what the others think. For it is my oath to you, my very last promise.

I wish I could've heard the song with you again for the last time. It is the song that played when I first met you. How ironic that it's also the song playing for the last time that I'm with you. If I could, I'd die in your place. I would've taken the pain you had on your dying moments if I could, if I was there.

For the love of my life who brought me back to my feet and taught me so much, thank you. So now, I oath to you. Here in your funeral, I oath to you that you will be the first and last person I would come to love for as long as I live. I promise to not let anyone replace you. This oath will be in power and valid, until we meet again in the arms of the gods and goddesses.

[zuffer-weird-girl]

*me remembering that I promised a scenario of a drunk Chisaki* oH FUC-!

One or three bottles of sake

You were simply messing around in your phone, snickering at seing other people do shit on the internet before you heard a knock... which is weird since you were in the living room... not the bedroom.

"Excuse me? (Y/n)-sama?" The man asked hushed while you giggled at his exaggerate manners.

"Tengai I told you already about the formalities!" You smiled and put your phone down to look at the man "Just call me by my name, really is okay!"

"I apologize for this." The huffed a smile while scratching the back of his neck before returning to a serious expression "Pardon about bothering you in such a hour at the night... but could you accompany me please?"

You nodded and followed the calm man through the halls.

"Something wrong?" Tengai sigjed loudly before scracthing the back of his head again.

"Sadly. You see, the eight precepts, Chrono and Mimic were reunited on a room and that thug Rappa just brought along with Deidoro some alcohol drinks... To celebrate or just drink the night off or something similiar."

You snickered a bit, gulping down immediately after Tengai arched his eyebrow at you before returning to his explanation.

"Anyway. I refused since I'm not much a fan of alcohol in general. But the rest was the opposite... Master Overhaul got them on the act and went to stop that nonsense before Rappa just made one mistake..."

You started to grow worried before Tengai opened one door to reveal a bunch of drunk mens while you saw your boyfriend.... chugging and hitting the cup on teh cofee table as Chrono and Mimic shouted 'TAKE THAT' at a screaming Rappa.

You blinked once before looking at Tengai with wide eyes while pointing in disbelief at the scene in front of you.

"Yes... Rappa spoke something about master 'being a wimp on drinks or something, how would you be dissapointed at seing that your man didn't take one drink and that what type of yakusa boss he was if he didn't even could drink a cup of saque."

You returned your look at Chisaki who had the same stoic face as usual but the difference it was that his golden eyes were puffy and his uncovered cheeks were slightly pink.

"H-How much..?" You asked, giggling about at the way Chisaki miserably tried to slap Chrono's hand away form his back.

"When I left it was already gone one bottle... now?" He looked at the pile of empty bottles "I am afraid to know."

Suddenly Mimic snickered and while looking at you both extending his arms.

"Look at who decided to fucking join us! tEnGAI BiTcH GEt YoUR AsS DoWN AnD GeT DrUnK As WeLL!"

"I'll pass..." Tengai growled before glaring at Rappa for shouting that he was being a wimp.

"FinE ParTy BooMEr! (Y/N)! Go SiT YoUR AsS doWn thEn By OvErHaUL's SiDE anD FuCkInG DrInk!"

At the mention of your name the eyes of your lover widen just a bit before he drubkly looked up at his front... you were at his side...

"(Y/n)..? Wh..where the fuck is her?" He muttered while Deidoro left out a drunk laugh as he falled into his back at the ground.

"THE BOSS IS REALLY FUCKING DRUNK!"

"Tell the time then fucker." Setsuno snickered before juggling his cup.

"SHUt up midget!" Deidoro lifted up and pointed at a clock in the wall and screamed at it "THE BOSS IS REALLY FUCKING DRUNK!"

Hoyo spitted om his drink by his laughter while Chrono stood, a bit trembling, on his feet and cane to you.

"We fucked up.. sorry." He half smirked before almost dropping before you helped him out.

"For crying out loud how many drinks did you all had?!" You whispered shouted while Chrono showed one finger while muttering a 'bottle'.

And... everyone wasn't much different... excluding Chisaki who somehow was still searching for you and surprisingly didn't found it.

"Mimic you fucking liar, my angel isn't here." He growled before grunting when he just bumped his forehead on the table.

"Am FuCKInG NoT! THe ChiCk Is RighT TheRe!" Mimic pointed angrily at you while you could only deadpan.

"Alright." You started, accidentaly letting Kurono fall.. he at least made a thumbs up to tell you he was alright when you yelped "Everyone. Out. Night time for all of you."

You were so grateful that you had the respect of those man, or else it would probably take AGES for them to listened to you...

You stopped Nemoto though, being one of the last to leave, and pointed at Chisaki... lost look as he stared at his front.

"How many did he had Nemoto?"

"About (hic) three bottles. Rappa challenged him so..(hic) you knwo how master is."

You sigjjed and thanked the man, slowly going into his side to bring a hand to touch his shoulder before he slapped it away.

"Don't touch me filth... only one person can do that and is not fucking you so out." He mumbled, still not looking at you as he tried to get up... tried.

"Uh? Who?"

"Not your fucking business but is my (Y/n)." He growled before hiccupping "The sweetest and the most beautiful thing on this sick world and my angel is the fucking bes-" he tripped on his own foot and dropped to his knees with a hiss.

You blushed at his words... normally drunk people werent on their right mind but they never spoke lies... especially your Chisaki. You knew how he was reserved but those sweet words he almost never let out.

"I am all that?" He looked up to send you a glare before widening his eyes at sieng your blushing and smiling figurine.

"Angel..." he smiled a bit, surprisingly standing up and accepting your help "Since when you're here?"

"Not too long. Why?"

"I was going to kill some filth shit in this room.. but is all gone because you're here.." he sluttered before dropping his head on teh crook of your neck "My angel is the best..." he cooed before nuzzling his face into your neck.

Oh god what was happening?! Was this what too much of alcohol did to your boyfriend?!

He grunted a bit before mumbling in your skin.

"You're not hugging me back (Y/n).. did I do something?" You went to look at him befor eyou noice he was POUTING.

CHISAKI KAI. OVERHAUL. LEADER OF THE YAKUSA. IS POUTING. AND IT WAS ADORABLE.

"No no!" You immediate answered, waving your hands a bit "I-Is just tha-"

He grabbed your hand weekly and kissed your palm before nuzzling his face on it.

Dear lord what was happening with him?!

"My angel..." he cooed in your hand before hugging you again "I missed you..." he said a bit more sleepy while your heart was almost combusting at this overwhelming event.

"U-uh.. K-Kai how about some water then we can go to bed?"

He nodded in your neck, grunting in disaproval at losing his warmth and just blindly following you through the house... at least he had his hand on yours.

Pops was just getting to his room before he spotted you two.

"Good night you two." He smiled at your gretting but frowned at sieng his successor "Chisaki my boy, are you alright? You look a bit.. flustered?"

Chisaaki let out a chuckle before wrapping his arms around your waist and rubbing his cheek on yours, you with wide eyes and face burning form embarrassment.

"Nothing. Just my (Y/n) giving me her warmth... my angel is so warm..." he buries his nose, missing the wide eyes of his father figurine and his lover looking at him in shock "I just love it since I'm always so cold and is also soft..." he sighed in bliss at finding some comfortable position and just remained like that.

You gagged before looking at Pops, same wide eyes as you had on that moment while looking back at you.

He pointed a finger to your boyfriend and you sighed in defeat.

"Saque. 3 bottles." The elder arched a eyebrow before returning to see Chisaki nuzzling even more his nose on your neck and burring right in your ear.

"Well. What alcohol does with a man.." he smirked a bit at seing his adopted son attempting to growl at seing that your attention wasn't on him "Think you can take care of my boy for the night (Y/n)?"

"I'll try my best." You giggled, replying the good night Pops gave to you and smilling like a dork when Chisaki said something with the word 'father' on it.

"Alright my devil. Let's get you to bed." He grunted before tightening his hold on you.

"I'm not a infant (Y/n)..." he muttered but complied anyway while following you to his room.

He took the seat down with a yawn and hic up before he smirked dreamily when you helped him on taking off his shirt.

"Naughty little angel we have..."

"Ahaha.. no mister. You're way too drunk." You laughes and mockingly pointed at finger at his nose.

Although you yelped a bit at the nibble he manage to do in your finger.

"Kai!" He smirked devilish back at the call of his name before you giggled and rolled your eyes, going to the bathroom for wash your face before you felt a tug in you clothing.

"Wh.. where are you going?" You went to answer but the way his voice sounded so.. broken and fearful made you worry "Don't.. don't leave me alone angel.. please?"

"I was only going to wash my face to go to bed Kai..." you stopped in your tracks to carress his face with your thumbs "How could I leave you for real anyway?"

"You should." He hiccuped, eyes darkening a bit "Because I'm fucked up."

"No you're not!"

"I am.. like.. you-you're just the pool of sweetest and brightness" he pointed at you with his pam before plopping down "Then we have this demon here, the total opposite of you... but I am selfish.." he muttered the last part before burring in your stomach.

"I want you with me... only with me..." he juzzled in hour tummy before looking up at you. "Promise..."

"Promise what my devil?"

"Promise that you wont leave me in the dirty like some people did already.."

You made a hurt face before carresing his looks, giggling at the vibrations that the pleased sounds he made were making shivers crawl down your spine.

He suddenly groaned, burrowing his face even more on you while you poked him and ask what happened.

"Fuck that piece of shit Rappa now tommorow I'm going to have a headache... fuuuucck i wanna kill him.."

You giggle, hoping that tommorow his hangover wasn't going to be that painful...

[mina-scribbles]

pairing: tsukishima x reader

prompt: ***look below*** (i found this on pinterest again so whoever thought this up, credits to youuu ***im sorry idk whose idea it was. if anyone does, please tag hihihi***)

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you were on the top of the steps of your porch, facing a sweaty and slightly panting tsukishima who was holding out a flashdrive. it looked so small in his large hands.

"tsukki, don't you have prac--"

suddenly he took your hands and placed the drive in them. "i'm sorry," he said between breaths, his eyes refusing to meet yours. "i know i always call you annoying and i just--i'm not...good with words, so i made you a little playlist and it's in the dri--"

you didn't let him finish. pushing yourself forward, you lifted his face with your free hand and gently met your lips with his. they were soft and open against yours, so you allowed yourself to melt into the kiss. you tangled your fingers in his hair and nudged him closer to you, making his breath hitch.

chuckling, you slowly pulled back. your chuckle rose into a small laugh as you eyed a frozen tsukishima. his eyes were wide, his cheeks visibly pink, his arms locked in a 45° angle as if he was about to hold your waist but wasn't sure, and his chest wasn't moving.

you leaned in once more to peck his lips. god, they were so soft.

"breathe," you said with a smile, and tsukishima obediently exhaled.

ct @s-hoyo for the art!!! i found it on pinterest and i thought it was amazing for this piece i made 😊💕

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Keep the Pie Right Side Up

By Daniela Lee Hoyos

46 million turkeys are sold in the U.S. every Thanksgiving, it is a very American tradition, and families take it very seriously here. But oddly, most of my Thanksgivings happened in Bogota, Colombia. My very American, tall, blond, blue-eyed Grandmother from Indiana fell in love with a very Colombian man and moved to Colombia after marriage. My Grandfather studied at a university in Bogota and had an exchange program with a catholic college in Fort Wayne, Indiana. For someone who lived in a country that had no seasons, going to an exchange program for the spring semester in Indiana meant living under the snow for three months. My Grandmother and Grandfather never had classes together since they studied very different things but they would meet up for lunch and my Grandma would invite him to eat at her house. My American family would laugh at my Grandfather for being so underprepared for winter and would serve him a cup of hot chocolate he would hate because he missed the bitter, mouth-watering, dark roast black coffee from home. After the semester ended their love lived through letters that would take four days to arrive, until my Grandpa went back to visit and asked her to be his wife. He couldn’t imagine a life without her. They moved to Colombia a few days after the marriage and have lived there ever since.

I was born in Manhattan on June 9, 2001, 4 months and 3 days before the twin tower attack. My Grandparents freaked out about this and didn’t really like going to NY to visit. Thanksgiving was really important for my Grandma so every time that time of the year came along we would fly into Bogota to have that meal.

On Thanksgiving 2008 I was already living in Colombia since I moved there from New York. This meant that we would actually help out with the cooking. At around 11 A.M. my Grandfather picked my sister and me up from our house in his big, box-like Jeep. I remember him honking the horn that sounded like a 16 wheeler truck on a highway. My sister and I ran down the stairs, leaping from the excitement that my Grandma had invited us to go bake pies. We jumped up and down in the car on the way to my Grandparent’s house. Once we arrived we ran up the stairs with my Grandpa’s dog who had come along for the trip. My Grandma had  already opened the door because she said she could hear us all the way up the stairs.

My Grandmother extended her arms open with excitement to see us and her cookie scent filled me with joy. Her bright, blue eyes looked into mine as she smiled. I headed straight to the kitchen ready to bake the pies, my Grandma had already set everything up for us. I hung a red apron around my neck and tied a bow with the two strings hanging behind my back. My Grandma said, “Lucia go to the counter next to the sink and start reading the instructions for the apple pie, and Daniela go to the counter next to the oven and start reading the instructions for the banana cream pie.” I headed to the counter and found myself reading the instructions and pointing at each ingredient that my Grandma had left out for me to simply mix in the bowl. “Traeme Cocola Dani porfa,” my Grandpa screamed from the living room. I served him a glass of coke and I sat on his lap as he told me about his day. I kind of forgot I was supposed to be in the kitchen helping my Grandmother until she called my name for me to go back. Tito laughed and I jumped off of his lap and ran back to the kitchen.

I started to put the dry ingredients together in a bowl and began mixing them together,  my Grandma had told me to not dare mix the wet and dry ingredients until she told me to, or it wouldn’t end up right. To this day I still don’t understand the theory behind that since it all ends up together anyway but I followed her instructions. Once I had the filling done, she told me to get the crust from the fridge. The scent of graham crackers filled my nose and reminded me of the summer when I was at camp. I placed the pie crust in its plate on the counter and filled the base with the filling. I later sliced the bananas that my Grandma passed me, clumsy me cut my finger in the process. My Grandma’s nickname for me never failed to show its meaning: “Grace,” she laughed in a sarcastic tone as she put my finger under cold water and put a nude-pink bandage around my finger.  I took the apron off and sat on my Grandma’s bed watching the discovery channel as she baked both pies in addition to the pecan pie she was making simultaneously.

She called me back to the kitchen to take my masterpiece out of the oven. She put a blue glove on my right hand and a red one on my left hand and told me to pull the pie out carefully to not drop it. “Plop.” Well, I blame her for jinxing it. There it was my banana cream pie straight out of the oven face down on the kitchen floor. I looked up fearful to see her reaction because she was dead silent. Once my eyes met her eyes she cracked up in laughter and had to sit down because of how hard she was laughing. Her humor is something I miss the most. I cracked up with her and it took us around 15 minutes to turn the pie over because each time we went back to pick it up our uncontrollable laughter would start again. We were finally able to control our laughter and flip the pie back over. It honestly didn’t look that bad, the only thing was that the filling looked a little smooshed and the meringue didn’t have its full effect. My Grandma scraped the top and told me, “it’s our little secret.” That night we all enjoyed the meal and even my downside up banana cream pie and no one even found out it had fallen down.

This year’s Thanksgiving wasn’t quite the same, the laughter wasn’t there. It was all the echo of her presence. The turkey tasted different, the green beans looked soggy, the potatoes were dry. It just wasn’t the same. She wasn’t there. As the banana cream pie came from the kitchen it smelled the same, it looked the same, and it probably tasted the same; I wouldn’t know I didn’t have the guts to eat a piece. The hands bringing the pie from the kitchen weren’t my beautiful grandmother’s wrinkled, tissue paper hands. They were my mom’s. It hit me, I felt the hole inside people talk about when they deal with loss. It all came with the banana cream pie, a little piece of her came into that room that day saying hello with the sweet scent she always had.

Banana Cream Pie

Remember those Thanksgiving dinners over at your Grandmother’s house? After being fully stuffed from varieties of cornbreads, stuffing, vegetables, turkey, and gravy? And then suddenly you see your Grandma come out of the kitchen with a freshly baked pie? Your favorite. Well, this is what Thanksgiving looked like for me, and thanks to my Grandma I am able to share this family recipe with you. It might seem like a tedious task but believe me, you and your guests will find it extremely rewarding once you get the first bite into this pie.  

Ingredients for crust:

1 ½ cups crushed graham crackers

⅓ cup of sugar  

½ cup melted shortening or butter

Add sugar to the crushed graham crackers and add shortening/butter into the mixture.

Mix well and press the pastry into a greased 9-inch pie pan. Chill until set (around 45 minutes).

Ingredients for filling:

¼ cup cornstarch

⅔ cup of sugar

6 tablespoons of sugar

¼ teaspoon salt

2 tablespoons butter

½ teaspoon vanilla extract

2 cups of milk

3 scalded, stiff beaten egg whites

3 slightly beaten egg yolks

2-3 bananas

Mix the sugar, salt, and cornstarch; gradually add milk.

Place mixture in a double boiler for about 10 minutes or until thick. (stir constantly)

Slowly add a small amount of the hot mixture to the egg yolks, and add it back to the remaining hot mixture and stir properly.

Put back into a double boiler for 5 minutes.

Add butter and vanilla and stir until fully mixed, put the mixture to the side and let cool.

In a bowl whisk the egg whites with added 6 tablespoons of sugar to form the coating merengue.

Pour the mixture into the set crust shell and add 2-3 sliced bananas on top. Spread the meringue on top and place pie into a moderate oven (350 degrees Celsius) 12 to 15 minutes.

Enjoy!

Tip: Make sure you keep the pie off the ground, it makes the process easier.

Works Cited

“Turkey Facts.” Turkey Facts - Turkey for Holidays - University of Illinois Extension, web.extension.illinois.edu/turkey/turkey_facts.cfm.