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[versadies]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ YOU HAVE RECEIVED A LETTER, LET’S SEE WHAT’S INSIDE! ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

salutations: REMEMBER (@bluexiao’s 5k event special !)

addressed: zhongli, scaramouche, raiden shogun, and arataki itto (w/ gn!reader)

prompt: ”do you remember when we first met? it feels like it’s just yesterday.”

content: angst/no-comfort, character death (you), hallucinations (zhongli), mentions of murder, spoilers to the raiden shogun’s real name, mentions of blood | word count: 490

note: feel free to check out other works in bluexiao’s 5k event !

you’re looking up at the night sky with your dearest lover, who has your head on top of their lap looking at you instead of the stars above.

“remember when we first met? it feels like it’s just yesterday.” you spoke up, smiling lightly at the memory.

“of course, my love.” ZHONGLI replied, brushing your hair away from your face. he could never forget the time when you saved him from a boulder that almost crushed him despite having a shield around him, amused from the fact that you thought he was just a mere mortal walking around the dangerous areas of jueyun karst.

unnoticed by the consultant however, a certain yaksha watches from afar with a frown etched on his face at the sight of his lord talking to no one in particular. the adeptus knew all too well that it’s just zhongli talking to his lover, who died from osial’s wrath when he was released by a certain harbinger.

ITTO couldn’t stop his tears from falling, holding your body close to him. “how.. how could i forget the time when my awesome lover saved me from beans?” he said, his hands that are now covered in your blood were shaking at the sight of your injured body, ignoring the shogunate soldiers that were now trying to attack his gang even after getting your vision. what else do those pathetic shogunate soldiers want? they already took you away from him!

the oni’s thoughts immediately went away when you suddenly cupped his cheek with your one hand weakly, causing him to grasp it. “with the bottom of my heart,” you whispered with a pained smile, causing his heart to drop in realization that you’re really dying, “i love you, my one and only oni.”

“this is no time for you to stare at the fucking stars and reminisce things!” SCARAMOUCHE curses, looking around his surroundings in hopes of the eleventh harbinger not being able to see him and you. “why? why would you protect me?! did you forget that you’re not an immortal like me?!”

you cough up blood before talking, “it’s my duty.. to protect you from h–”

“to hell from protecting me! i can handle my own! you’re no longer my guard, you’re only my spouse now!” he yelled, wrapping his arms around your frail body protectively as your vision started to get blurry. “don’t you dare die on me now.. not when i have everything i wanted.”

he still had so much to say. of course he remembers meeting you for the first time. he just didn’t want to have a memory of the last time he’ll see you again.

EI nodded slowly. “of course.. my dear sister introduced you to me because of how lonely i was.” she said with a chuckle, cheeks flushed from the memory of her twin telling you to spend time with ei in hopes of you two becoming friends. the archon quickly noticed the way the skies suddenly turned red, the sounds of screaming can now be heard as your smile turns into a frown, blood started to come out from your mouth. “it’s such a shame that i had to die in the cataclysm with my people.”

your words caused the woman to let out a gasp and instantly open her eyes, breathing heavily from a nightmare-like dream. a dream where you were still alive.

[verxsyon]

·:*¨༺ ❝ 𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐗 ❞

@bluexiao​ “thank you.”/ “for what?” / “for being there for me when no one else has.”

✧ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. arataki itto + gorou + yoimiya x gn!reader

✧ 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭. headcanon (written) ; 0.7k

✧ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞. immortal au ; hurt/comfort, fluff

✧ 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚. kinda hate the title because i got nothing better to put lol, but it’s a reference to the voicelines when you ascend characters to phase six, or in other words, from level 80 to 90. they’re part of the dialogue, which will be italicized. the tag system is still screwed up due to tumblr and ios guidelines, so as always, please reblog! special thanks to @bluexiao for hosting the collab.

[ 𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐒 ]

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞.

with your kin swept away by the cataclysm, you have no one to rely on other than your wits. the curse of being immortal has you start fresh in the modern world as a citizen of inazuma, living alongside humans and yokai.

throughout your residency in the nation, you’ve encountered many pleasant people and not so pleasant people. out of all of them, there is one who becomes your rock when everyone else before them has passed. when the city is getting ready to sleep, they’re there beside you when you can't, letting your head rest on your shoulder. out of the blue, out of sincerity, you say whatever is in your heart. they’ll reach out for your hand to let you know they're listening.

“thank you.”

“for what?”

“for being there for me when no one else has.”

𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨. 

immortal x half-immortal

once an oni, always an oni. that’s a farewell from the villagers when they drove him out of his home for an incident he wasn’t involved in, just because of his half-immortal heritage. the streets ridiculed him; he spent so long fending off for himself until he met granny oni. you remind him of his younger self, even the strongest people need support the most.

“this is the cliff that me and the boys go to sing our hearts out to, you know, loosen up,” he says. “if you want, make sure you’re loud and clear so the ocean can hear you. i gotta warn you though, my voice is so amazing that it’ll blow you away.”

“but in all seriousness…” he helps you up on your feet, and you’re able to see the beauty of the world down below — the ocean that is waiting to hear you sing and the unknown ahead. “just because i made it to the top doesn't mean i’m gonna forget all the things you've done for me, okay? i’ve still got your back, anytime, anywhere.”

𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐮.

immortal x immortal

top dog. the ever-victorious pointy-eared general. those nicknames are what he believed he didn’t deserve. an immortal like yourself, he has lived through and fought in countless wars for centuries to be acquainted with loneliness. most of his best soldiers are gone. that kid teppei, one of his brightest, is gone. he’s never been so afraid.

“out of all the wars i fought in, this war against the shogun scared me the most,” he confesses, squeezing your hand tightly. “i wasn’t ready to face any more casualties after teppei. i wasn’t ready to lose both kazuha and the traveler after almost getting executed by her judgment. and when i thought all hope was lost…”

“… you were there beside me to assure me that it’s not. i should be the one thanking you. to return the favor, i’m always here to listen if you need me.” his face lights up and his tail starts to wag. “with momentum on our side and close camaraderie, we are unstoppable. thank you for your guidance. this is a victory that belongs to the both of us.”

𝐲𝐨𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚.

immortal x mortal

despite being a mortal, she understands the perspective of an immortal through fireworks. mortal lives are fleeting, she had said to the traveler. once launched into the sky, they disappear. whereas for immortal lives, they can keep watching them disappear forever and ever. she knows that she’ll be gone while you continue to live on, but it doesn’t explain her rather cheerful demeanor.

“oh, why am i happy?” she tilts her head to the side. “well, it’s not because i’m about to leave eventually. it’s because you’re here with me. i’m glad to be able to spend this moment with you. whenever i look at my creations, i don’t think of them being a representation of every mortal living here.”

“i think about the enjoyment i had watching them with my pops, my friends, and my special someone. even when i’m gone, you still believe i’m here.” she stands firm and proud, flashing a peace at you. “never fear, yoimiya is here! evil begone! justice prevails! think this is a good way to introduce the powers you've taught me to the children? isn’t it cool? hehe! hey, tell me if anyone picks on you, too. i’ll stick up for you!”

✧ 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬. if your url is in bold, it means i can’t tag you!

@aibiito​ ; @aqualesha​​ ; @blissmal​​ ; @bokutosworld​​ ; @dreamiehrs​​ ; @fadedjae​​ ; @help-wtf-am-i-even-doing​​ ; @lilikags​​ ; @philosopher-of-fandoms​​ ; @shxnosuke​​ ; @sleepyyangyang​​ ; @sucrosia​​ ; @sunfloweritea​​ ; @xriin ; @yeetmeoffjueyunkarst​​

[satoruin]

➣ learning to love

for @bluexiao​ ‘s 5k collab event w/ the prompt “What is this abomination? Don’t tell me you like me? Worse… you’re in love!”  find all the other great works in the collab here!

pairing: xiao x gn!reader

word count: 1.8K

summary: What is love and why does Xiao feel like he just might be in love with you? Xiao deals with his repressed emotions and feelings of self-inadequacy with your guidance and a little nudge. 

notes from lee: i don’t write much xiao, but i felt compelled to write this for him 

You’ve inhabited Liyue for at least 4000 years now. It’s changed many times in the course of your life but it was home no matter the change. Your feet carry you to the rooftop of Wangshu Inn where your fellow Yaksha resides. 

You were never one of the 5 Great Yakshas but rather a lesser-known one that was lucky enough to survive the burden of karmic debt. It felt weird now to think that Alatus, your former superior, was your friend. But as the only two remaining of your kind, there was a sort of kinship.

You almost shudder just from his aura, the strong karma flowing off in waves and down the stairs. It’s obvious how much it affects him and honestly, you’re surprised that he hasn’t gone mad like the others. That’s why you carry a plate of Almond Tofu up to him, in hopes that it offers a semblance of relief. 

Xiao turns around and is met by your smile, how you still manage to do so is beyond him though. He’s happy to see you though, his shoulders and posture relaxing. He can’t describe it but there’s a weird feeling that he has when you come around. It feels like something heavy weighing on his chest and doesn’t dissipate until you leave. He supposes that this is just another part of his karma though. 

He eats quietly and listens attentively as you tell him about your day, yours far more eventful than his own. You’ve chosen to alleviate your karmic debt by working in Liyue Harbor. You’ve offered to show him around the changed Harbor, but he’s been hesitant to accept. 

“Mhhm and I found out about this word called ‘love’ today. I think the merchant was describing it as a warm feeling in your chest and that it’s used to describe a really strong attraction to something. Like you love Almond Tofu!” 

He mumbles through his bites something about foolish mortals and their emotions but that was only typical of Xiao. There’s a smile still etched on your face as the soft glow of the sunset hits your features and Xiao is left with that same feeling in his chest again. A heavy pressure that just seems to grow as he looks at your ethereal profile. You stand up to leave seeing that he’s finished his food, brushing off imaginary dust, and adjusting your outfit. He bids you a goodbye when you leave, knowing you’ll be back next week. 

That pressure he felt seems to leave just like you, but in the absence of it, he feels… empty. A blush rises onto his cheeks as he realizes it could be what you were just talking about, love. Though he’s quick to dismiss the thought, he was not capable of loving. His body was merely a tool to be used for war, he shouldn’t indulge in such human emotions. 

Your little routine continues for years, becoming a weekly occurrence as you watch Liyue change. The staff at the hotel changes, the landscape changes with a flood, and it seems your feelings change too. 

Xiao was just your superior, someone you looked up to. Now you call him your friend, perhaps maybe even more. It takes centuries for you to come to terms with the feelings you’ve developed for Xiao.

You carry a plate of tofu up the same stairs as you would any other week, though you’re particularly nervous today. You’ve decided that your romantic feelings may not be obvious to Xiao especially considering he is out-of-touch with human emotions as a whole. So with that in mind, you are going to confess, hence the nervousness as you climb the stairs. 

Your heartbeat is practically in your ears as you try to rehearse exactly what you plan to tell Xiao, and your hands are trying not to wring the bouquet of qingxin you had picked for him.  Though your thoughts are thrown completely off the balcony when you see Xiao; a picture-perfect sight of serenity as he looks out to Dihua Marsh.

Heat blooms to your cheeks and in a jumble of nerves you can’t help but whisper out a soft wow, I ‘love you’ that’s supposedly swept away by the wind. Though it seems Xiao has heard as he whips around in disbelief, a disgusted expression marring his features. The lovesick look in your eyes is enough to tell him all he needs. 

“What is this abomination? Don’t tell me you like me? Worse… you’re in love!” Xiao steps back from you, “You’ve become so acquainted with those mortals that you’ve become tainted by their feelings too, preposterous.” His remarks come out as a low growl before he leaves.

Xiao finds himself on the mountainside, legs hanging over the edge. His thoughts are swirling but he can’t seem to make a single coherent one that doesn’t involve you.  Some part of him feels guilty for lashing out at you the way he did. And that same part wanted to tell you how he had known he loved you since you told him what love was. But he was not made to love or be loved, Xiao was made to protect others and to carry the burden of Rex Lapis’ acquired karma. He was no stranger to lying to himself though it had been so long since he had started this mantra that it was finally beginning to ring true. 

Xiao grumbles as he reluctantly allows Zhongli to apply ointment to his arm, stuck listening to the former Archon. “You know (Y/n) is quite worried about you. They really do care about you, even if you don’t reciprocate their feelings… but you do, don’t you? You know it’s been quite evident even before now, you clearly harbor romantic feelings towards (Y/n). Why you can’t accept these feelings is beyond my knowledge, but I’d advise actually talking out what you are feeling to them.” 

Xiao harshly pulls his arm away from Zhongli’s hold as soon as he’s done, huffing out a response, “I suppose you may be right, but it doesn’t make it any easier. I- I don’t even understand these emotions and to feel so overwhelmed by it - by them - is a conundrum on its own.” 

“Perhaps, but you can overcome it little Alatus. You’ve fulfilled much more difficult objectives, now it is time for a new one.” Zhongli’s hand comes down to pat the back of Xiao’s head, and he smiles down at the Yaksha.

It’s been a while since you had seen Xiao, he was clearly avoiding you. Knowing he could hear you every single time you called out his name or finding empty plates on the balcony. You went so far as to ask the innkeeper about his whereabouts, though that proved futile too. It’s Xiao who finds you actually and in the most unlikely of places, the Harbor. He stands alone balanced on the railing, glaring at the passersby as they onlook with awe at the assumed adeptus. 

You hardly even register that it’s him and he’s willingly in such a crowded place before he’s taking you by the arm. The boxes you were carrying left the clatter to the floor, marking your disappearance.

In your silent shock, Xiao takes it upon himself to fill it. “I’m sorry,” he mumbles out, and though barely audible you can still hear him. He turns away, a slight blush adorning his cheeks and raising to the tips of his ears. It’s hard not to smile and just how cute he is. You start to speak, but he clears his throat and continues, “It was immature and rude of me to leave you the way I did and it has come to my attention that I should try to communicate my feelings instead of running away.” His gaze still remains turned away from you but he can see how your smile only grows in response. 

Not wanting to derail his spiel you stay silent. “I return your affection (Y/n), but I don’t feel worthy enough to deserve it. What have I done that’s good enough to be loved? You make it seem so effortless in loving others, but how can you when they haven’t earned it?” His voice cracks, indicating that he’s on the verge of tears. 

You bring your hand to cup his cheek and turn his gaze towards you. “Love doesn’t need to be earned and as much as you feel like you may not deserve it, you do; there are no conditions or special terms that you need to fulfill. As long I am here in this world, I will love you and you deserve that, Alatus.”

His lips curl inwards and his eyes shut, desperate to stop the tears that are flowing down his cheeks. Your thumbs work to swipe away the stray tears as you shush him like a newborn, telling him it’s okay to cry. So he lets himself cry, he lets himself be vulnerable in your arms. 

It’ll take time for what you’ve said to completely sink in and take effect, but all Xiao has is time. 

“Haven’t you heard the story ‘The Two Lovers’?” The bright-eyed children sit on the floor in front of the storyteller in pure anticipation. The man smiles gently before continuing the story, “It’s an ancient story about the protectors of Liyue, the Yaksha. While we revere the Adepti as the modern protectors, during the Archon War mighty warriors fought with Rex Lapis. These warriors took on the karma of the battle until they disappeared from the face of Teyvat. All but two are gone now, and they still live with the eternal burden of Rex Lapis’ karma.” The children in front of him groan, assuming that’s the end of the story. 

“But,” he interrupts the crowd, “they exist together. Souls intertwined and fated to never part. Many say you can find them at the top of Wangshu Inn on a summers’ eve with an offering. The two lovers perched together and hands joined for an eternity.”

[yuorumi]

"I don't need your help."

"You look like you do."

part of @/bluexiao's 5k collab event || event masterlist

characters: immortal!xiao x immortal!gn!reader and immortal!scaramouche x mortal!gn!reader!

prompt: "I don't need your help.” “You look like you do."

warnings: angst with comfort(?), lore based, may contain huge spoilers (scaramouche's true name + lore), OOC, + grammar errors.

Xiao.

The adeptus stared at your peaceful sleeping body, resting in complete serenity as you gently held his hand as you slept. He wonders why it is that he was here anyway, by your side, when you had fallen asleep, holding his hand. Was it because you asked him to stay with you at night to feel at peace? Or was it because he felt compelled to stay by your side after all that you’ve done for him? Either way,  he knows he should be wandering the mountains and trails of Liyue, hunting monsters of the abyss, and fulfilling his contract to Rex Lapis.

Yet Xiao couldn't find himself leaving your side, especially when you had looked so at peace with him, your fingers tightly intertwined with each other as you leaned on it for warmth and pleasure. Even as you guys had spent years together, Xiao still found you to be an enigma, a puzzle he couldn't figure out. But at the same time, he felt as if he could've with the period you both had spent together. He truthfully didn't know what you were doing to him anymore. All he knew was that the bond you had forged with him was too late to be severed.

When he closes his eyes, Xiao could vividly remember the day where he allowed himself to show a sign of weakness - a side that he has yet to show anyone except for the Geo archon himself.

Through a contract forged by Rex Lapis, he and the other most foremost yakshas pledged to restore order through slaughter. With their own hands they slaughtered the monsters and mutations that roamed the land. However, the price to pay for eons of bloodshed and carnage, would be the suffering and perpetual agony of those guilty of annihilation. His friends had gone mad with fear and lunacy; there was a time where he too, thought there would soon come a day where he too would fall.

However, in the midst of all the chaos and battles, Xiao had stumbled upon a being much like himself; you. You were a god, capable of devouring the sins of both humans and the gods themselves. In your presence he was unable to feel the karmic debt on his shoulders. And for the first time in centuries, he did not feel bound.

Such tranquility was momentary.

There came a day where Xiao could no longer hold the torment in his soul. He allowed the darkness to seep out of his body, all the while letting out millenias of suffering that brought him torture.

He remembered screaming, crying, his body had never felt so much ache and misery. He tried to keep them in, desperately, but he couldn't. At some point he had begun to hear your voice, calling out to him. He recognized it to be the voice of the god that made his shoulders feel feather-light and weightless. He never wanted anyone to see this or be dragged into it; he didn't want an innocent getting hurt. Even if they were god, they were bound to still feel the backfire of his torment.

With gritted teeth, the yaksha yelled at them to back away and leave him to be by himself, "I don't need your help!"

"You look like you do!"

Against his wishes, you began to step closer and closer, pushing against the shadows repelling you as you perilously fought against the constraint. However, the closer you got, the more he began to feel the agony leaving his body. He watched as all the darkness went towards you, as if you were drawing it to your body, your figure seemingly absorbing it all until there was nothing left.

Even now, centuries later, he still remembers it clearly to this very day, the image of you coming to his rescue never leaving his mind as it etched itself into his heart and very soul. And in this present moment, his shoulders still feel as light and loose as ever. And thus far, the vigilant yaksha still cannot comprehend your very thoughts at that moment, risking your life to save him. He couldn't see himself as anyone worth saving. But as time grew on, he began to understand the need and desire for someone's presence and life by your side. You were the very essence of his life and why he was still alive today. Rex Lapis, now Zhongli, may have saved him back then, but now his life belongs to you. So should you wish for it, Xiao would stay by your side until the day comes for both of your departures into the next world together.

Scaramouche.

Scaramouche was a being that was not human, he was a prototype creation meant for failure the moment he had taken his first breath as the puppet of the Raiden Shogun; Kunikuzushi.

Hollow and devoid of emotion, he lived as nothing but a shell for years on end. He never questioned why it was that he was different, or why it was that he created.

The day had finally come for his execution, he had no more purpose living a world where he had no value to the other successful replication. However, the shadow stopped herself midway when she saw the that the lifeless puppet had come alive with a will of his own. Pity and reluctance grew in her heart. If he wished to live then so be it, she had no more reason to kill him.

She was too naive.

The more time that passes, the more people and things start to change. Kunikuzushi had rebelled against his creator, taking the name of Scaramouche, the 6th Harbinger of the Tsaritsa, Balladeer.

He became violent, bloodthirsty, and sadistic, becoming a completely different being than his counterparts. He slaughtered the lives of innocent, their blood soaking his entire being as the amount of lives he took was enough to create even the most beautiful and grotesque masterpiece in all of creation. He was immortal that could not be killed, this was what gave the Balladeer the confidence he needed to take the gnosis from the land of Inazuma.

He thought that once he had it in his hands the power of the gods would become his - he was wrong. The product had rejected him.

Despite him being a failed product, he should still have similar composition to that of Ei. Yet once he had taken it and stored it inside his own body it had a negative reaction. The object began to resist his body.

The gnosis was actually trying to leave him. And it angered him to no end.

The power inside the gnosis was gnawing at his insides - his body - creating torrents of electrical energy and sending it across his limbs as if daring him to keep the object inside of him.

Scaramouche was stubborn so of course he refused to let such a tiny trinket control his decisions. Ignoring the constant shocks of lightning sent throughout his body every now and then he kept it inside his body without letting it go. It proved to he successful so far, but one night he was close to throwing the object away, annoyed at the continuous pain sent his way everyday, restricting his usual and mundane life.

Gasping and panting for air, Scaramouche tightly held his chest where the gnosis resided. It was an object just as stubborn as the Harbinger, refusing to stop it's currents until it was finally let out of his body.

If he had been any regular old mortal this would've killed them by now. But Scaramouche wasn't human, and he was willing to do whatever it took in order to ensure that the stupid trinket knows exactly who his new master was.

But while the Balladeer allowed it to happen, a certain mortal servant of his could not.

Foolishly loyal and benevolent, the solider could no longer endure the sight of seeing their superior in so much pain.

And so against his orders they barged into his room, interrupting him and snapping him out of his thoughts. Imagine his surprise seeing your figure at the door, eyes nearly glaring at the sight of seeing a stubborn Scaramouche bent over and in torment with an equally stubborn gnosis inside of him.

He immediately knew what it was that you were trying to do so ignoring your figure at the door he turned away and snarled through his teeth, voice stern and annoyed, "I don't need your help. "

"You look like you do. "

Every time you tried to near his figure he would just try and escape from you, pathetically limping and using the walls as some sort of support. Needless to say he didn't get very far until you stopped him and started scolding him. The latter not heeding your words and instead threatening to take your life if you had not let him go. You didn't.

"Listen Lord Scaramouche, trying to prove that you are powerful is a good thing. But putting yourself in the path of destruction isn't! What point is there in you sacrificing yourself if your not there to see what you had achieve?! If you want to tell others your strong then do it! But if your going to die showing others then your just foolish! "

Those words seemed to snap him out of whatever thoughts he was having, genuine surprise laced his face as he listened to you speak and try to knock some sense into him.

He should've felt annoyed and ended your life right then and there, but at the end of the night he couldn't bring himself to do so and instead removed the gnosis from his body, successfully silencing you and causing you great relief.

It was a good thing he hadn't end your life, if he did, you wouldn't be here now, still following him around like lost puppy. Something inside of him snapped that night. If he didn't need to prove to others that he was strong through self-sacriface and torment, then there was only one person he needed to recognize that he was strong.

[iv-aur-y]

Scaramouche !

scarmouche ;; failure

details ;; we are immortal // above the sky; faeries & folklore, my love is all yours

synopsis ;; she says he isn’t worth her time

His blade parted with the fair skin of the mortal, wounded red ‘till it flood his vision he looked up, expecting praise. He wanted it, he lived for it, he urged for it. But nothing came from her lips as the neutral expression on her face dragged lower, her lips frowning from discontent.

Her head rested against her palm, leaning against the armrest━sighing into the cold stinging air. A wicked chuckle escaping her lips, there was an underlying message he noticed in her laugh; You are barely worth it.

“Imperfect, impermanent and incomplete.” her voice echoed through the hall, and rhythmic thumps resonating from her footsteps coincided as she walked from the platform. From where she sat spectating, to where she stood before him, was no long of a path. Though it felt like an eternity had passed as she made her way to him.

He could barely match her gaze, his periwinkle hues matched the sight of her heels, “I see none of those in you.”

She could practically see the strings pull as his chest heaved for air. He was not a human, hell what he was doing was existing, he was not living. She trailed the back of her hand against his porcelain skin, there was no blemish in sight. Not a single imperfection.

“There’s a certain emotion in the fleeting transience of mortal life, and there’s an art in the form of nature. To have flaws and deficiencies means to be human.” she paused, forcing his chin upwards to meet his gaze, ”What I’m after is the mere stillness and calm we feel before everything vanishes.”

For being so perfect, he was only destined to be a failure━she pulled away from him, “Beauty lies in the imperfections, and you... You are not beautiful.” glancing into his eyes once more, lips standstill in a neutral pose, “Neither blessed with a vision, or mercied a finite life. You are not a mortal, what are you?”

She hummed, await a reply. But his lips trembled, throat itching to spill any words. His expression gave no hint of answering, a smirk; 

“Thank you for wasting my time.”

[yxkshaa]

GOOBYE AGAIN | DILUC

for @bluexiao ‘s 5k collab event <3

Being Diluc's lover was simply heaven, you were his angel. The love of his life, even.

Every waking moment was filled with the pure bliss of him loving you. The knowing glances across the bar, the brush of his hand against yours when in public, even the searing trails of his lips when you were at the dawn winery. It was everything you could have ever asked for. He was everything you could have ever asked for.

⠀

There was just one teensy-weensy problem.

You're, well, an archon, and not just any archon...

To say it shortly, you are the Tsaritsa. Yes, that Tsaritsa.

Why you were in Mondstat? Well, it's a long story...

⠀

You came originally to check on the status of Fatui operations in the city, namely the deal with the Lawrence Clan. You were under the guise of a visionless traveler. You had nothing but the sword on your back, or at least that was how it appeared.

A god, that's what you were, and that's what allowed you to change your appearance the way you did. Centuries of muscle and battle scars faded to s/c skin. Striking white hair was now h/c, your icy gaze now e/c.

You were a new person. You were just a person.

⠀

Barbatos sensed you first. Hell, he knew you were there the second you entered his borders. The winds whipped around you, urging you, pleading for you to leave.

Once you assured your old friend that you meant no harm to his precious Mondstat, the gusts stilled, but you knew he was still watching you.

⠀

When you reached the walls of the city you were welcomed by the knights greeting you, which was...strange. But, you got in. Seems that your mortal skills were better than you thought.

And as soon as you stepped through those gates you saw him, him in all his glory.

Diluc Ragnvindr, the love of your immortal life.

⠀

It all spiraled from there. You first spoke to him when you walked into the tavern, looking for a good drink. The second you saw him behind the bar, hair up in a higher ponytail than before, you knew. You knew that you would not leave this nation without missing him.

What you didn't expect was for him to meet your eyes from across the room that night. And what you expected even less was the fire that is lit in your frosted-over heart.

You left the bar in a panic, thinking that something was wrong with you

⠀

You spoke to him the next day when you were at Good Hunter. You had ordered some Mondstat grilled fish, wanted to at least enjoy your time here. Behind you was the sound of someone clearing their throat.

When you turned you saw him, fiery red hair and all. You felt like his gaze was analyzing you, it made you worry that your cover was blown.

"I apologize if I'm intruding, but I wanted to check up on you. You seemed rather panicked when you erm- fled from my tavern," his voice was like dark chocolate. Rich, smooth, and deep.

"Oh! I'm sorry if I worried you, sir, I had remembered something I had to do. I'll be sure to stop by and get a drink soon," your words dripped from your tongue like honey, sweet enough to draw anyone into your trap.

Not him, he simply nodded and walked off. You were rendered stunned until you heard Sara calling your name for your order.

Now, it was a challenge.

⠀

You did go for that drink, but what you, again, did not expect was for Barbatos to be there. His current form was not any different, apart from the attire. Slumped over the counter begging for "just one more" glass of wine, no wonder he got his Gnosis taken; a damn drunkard. Well, he was no better than Morax, if you ever heard "Osmanthus wine" again, you would take over Liuye just to stop the production of it.

Anyways.

Again your eyes were locked with his, and as the same feeling arose in your chest, the urge to flee grew. But it was suppressed as you walked to the bar, taking a seat.

"I expected you to run off again, looked like a deer in headlights," his tone was chiding, arms crossed with a glint of mischief in his eyes. But his face remained blank, painfully so.

"Apologies, I was not expecting to see a bard slumped over your counter; strong stuff?" You felt Barbatos slap wind on your arm, glaring at you from a few barstools down.

The man chuckled, looking over at said-bard, who was now pretending to be fast asleep.

"Yeah, that's Venti, racked up quite the tab just tonight. He may not look like it but he can throw back wine like nobody's business." He spoke, he masked it in irritation but there was an obvious fondness laced in his voice.

From there, talking was natural.

⠀

It had finally come to the closing time for Angel's share. By now, your cheeks were flushed pink, you couldn't bother to tell if it was from the alcohol or your company. Rising to your feet you pulled out your pouch of mora, but he shook his head.

"It's on the house if you tell me your name," smooth bastard. His eyes were nothing but curious, and with the comfort that he had no ill intent, you answered.

"Y/n, just Y/n"

"Well 'just Y/n', I'm Diluc. Diluc Ragnvindr"

With a smile, you left, but in the back of your mind was his name, with hearts.

⠀

Diluc has asked to court you not even a week later. He showed up at the door of your hotel room with a bouquet of Windwheel Asters.

It was awkward, clumsy, and clearly his first time.

You told yourself that you couldn't agree, that you would only be here for a month more.

But that all slipped from your mind, just like how the word "yes" slipped from your lips.

⠀

But your identity had caught up with you now, a month later.

With increasing concern from the Harbingers, you had to deliver a letter home.

So you went to the nearest Fatui camp, a letter penned and sealed in the Tsaritsa's hand in your grasp.

Yet again, the unexpected caught you off guard.

⠀

While you were instructing the soldiers of where to deliver it to, you were interrupted by shouts outside.

Drawing your sword, the tent flap was ripped open by your lover, who seemed just as surprised to see you.

But his expression grew enraged when the soldiers stepped in front of you and drew their weapons. To him, it seemed like they were taking you hostage. But all that shattered when a Cryo Gunner opened his mouth.

"Stand back Mx. Tsaritsa, we'll handle him!"

Your eyes flew wide, and you felt white-hot rage pierce through you. But before you could turn them into human popsicles, you remembered that Diluc was here and that he had heard that.

But it didn't look like he noticed, as he very quickly handled them.

You didn't know if you should be ashamed at the weakness of your soldiers or proud of your lover's strength.

Wordlessly you two walked back to the Dawn Winery

⠀

He didn't pop the question until you two were laying in bed that night. Your stomach sunk when the words left his mouth, you had been desperately hoping that he had forgotten

"Darling, those Fatui scum called you 'Mx. Tsaritsa', what was that about?" You could tell he knew, he was giving you one final chance, to be honest with him, and you took it.

"There was no mistake, I am indeed the Tsaritsa."

He was silent, staring into the blackness of the room. When you reached out to him, he flinched away.

That's when you knew you were no longer welcome here, in his bed, or his heart. So you rose and left, not wanting to breach the lines you had already so blatantly crossed any further.

⠀

As you reached the door you felt his hand rest on your arm, making you pause.

There was an uncomfortably comfortable silence before you broke it.

"Do you not trust me anymore?”

Again, silence.

"Diluc, please say something, anything. I cannot stand to not know whether you hate me or not, so if you do please just say it!" Your words came out in a frantic cry as you turned to him.

“That is indeed the problem… I trust you more.”

"What..?"

“Every day, I seem to fall deeper and deeper in love with you, my love. I wish that I could be mad at you, that I could hate you over this. But I can’t. So please. Stay.” There were tears in his eyes now too.

This situation was familiar for Diluc. He had let his brother go, no, driven him away, when he found out who he was. Diluc could not let that happen again. He would not be able to take it happening today.

So, with a sigh, you let him guide you back to bed. you let him hold you in his arms as he slept.

You let him love you again because you knew that you would not be there when he woke.

⠀

You weren't there when he woke.

Where you had been when his eyes shut was now occupied by a letter and a flower.

A letter signed "Just Y/n" and a Whindweel Aster.

As he read your letter he felt tears slide down his face, another one had slipped away from him.

But there was a feeling of peace in Diluc, knowing that in your memories he will live on, even beyond death.

Or at least, he hoped that you would remember him that long.

[lovewithasideoflust]

𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠: ‘Devoted’ Follower! Assassin! Thoma and God!reader

𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑝: Thoma x Reader, Ayato x Reader slightly mentioned

𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒(𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝, 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚎𝚝𝚌): Hurt/barely comfort

𝑇𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: Death, physical fighting, and blood

𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑏: They/Them and Afab

𝑆𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝐼 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔:

Just a small thing for the amazing Bluexiao’s 5k event! It has been so amazing to see you grow over time. Congratulations on this huge milestone

~~~~~~~~~~~

The sound of shoes clicking against the marble ground resonated throughout the temple. From the sounds of the steps you could recognize one of the many followers you had acquired over the years, Thoma, coming to supposedly speak with you.

“Ah Thoma it’s good to see you again” You stated as you gracefully walked over to the other. His green gaze following your movements. You knew what he was here to do; the obvious noise of a sheath against clothes had echoed back to the temple far before he had dared enter your sacred temple.

“Hello, my love” He replied. How naive he was for thinking you were but a mere mortal, and a High Priestess at that. A fond smile crossed your face as cupped one of his cheeks in your hand.

“I know what you came here to do.” You stated as your eyes narrowed into a glare. Your hand slipping away from his face. “Should have known you didn’t want to become one of the followers; coming from Inazuma and all.” You snarled as you turned your back to him returning to your previous position.

Thoma’s eyes widened as he gazed at your form. His hands clenching into fists at his sides. “You don’t know what your talking about!” He snarled at you. Your eyes closing as you turned your head to look at him.

“I do know what I’m talking about Thoma, but are you prepared to fight a God?” You questioned. A smirk forming on your face as you watched shock form across his handsome face. Your eyes flitted down to his hands which we’re finding their way to his sheath. “Should have known someone would order you to kill me. Least I expected was you…” You hummed.

~~~~~~~~~~~

The feeling of the cold hard ground had you moaning in pain. The male on top of you holding the knife you once gifted your lover. The sting of the knife pushing into your soft flesh had a whine leaving you. “I AM prepared to kill a god since your the one at my mercy right now” He sneered down at you before being rolled over your hands wrapping around his neck. Your eyes darkening as you watched the life drain from his eyes.

~~~~~~~~~~~

“Are you okay, My Dear?” Ayato asked as him and you walked by your old temple. Your gaze flickering up at it before replying softly, “Of course I am my Love.” Your eyes flashing a bright color before returning to their normal color as you walked off with your new lover. The guilt of Thoma’s death weighing upon your shoulders.

[bluexiao]

#we are immortals | 5k collab event

“ burn away the old world for me ” — original post

NOTES. thank you for everyone that has joined! the masterlist will be finalized until january 31. please do post your entry until then! kindly tag them under #bluexiao5k for me to be able to see them!

MASTERLIST

“I am a knife, a shield, a sword—a weapon. You shouldn't feel like this for me."

—Scaramouche, Xiao - @/bluexiao

"Just as much as you can smile with me, you can also show your tears when you're in front of me."

—Childe, Xiao, Zhongli - @/k-kazvha

"Are you prepared to kill a god?"

—Thoma, Ayato - @/his-simp

"It does not matter if I've grown stronger or weaker, power isn't everything."

—Kaeya - @/sunvt

"I don't need your help.” “You look like you do."

—Scaramouche, Xiao - @/abyssalmoons

"You make me stronger and far more alive than I have ever been."

—Childe, Scaramouche, Xiao - @/adalynn-is-lost

"Thank you" "For what?" "For being there for me when no one else has."

—Gorou, Itto, Yoimiya - @/stellumi

"Stop giving me that glare, don't you want a kiss?"

—Diluc, Kaeya, Childe - @/ay7to

"What is this abomination? Don't tell me you like me? Worse... you're in love!"

—Xiao - @/kamiyatos

“You don’t have the aura of a mortal, what are you?” [ Raiden, Scaramouche, Xiao ]

—Raiden, Scaramouche, Xiao - @/iv-aur-y

"Do you not trust me anymore?" "That is indeed the problem... I trust you more."

—Diluc - @/yxkshaa

"No, I don't want you to leave. Not now, not ever."

—Scaramouche - @/snxwdonia

"With you, I feel like everything is possible."

—Kaeya - @/icyy-star

"Remember when we first met? It feels like it's just yesterday."

—Itto, Raiden, Scaramouche, Zhongli - @/versadies

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[iv-aur-y]

Xiao !

xiao ;; enlighten me

details ;; we are immortal // above the sky; faeries & folklore, my love is all yours

synopsis ;; he doubts who you truly are

“Oh, please! That’s hilarious,” you giggled, a hand over your mouth as it parted slightly. He stared at you in contempt, his gloved hands griping his spear tightly, knuckles going snow-white. The jade hued blades of his spear pressed further into the skin of your neck, you dropped your laugh. “How dare you?” his tone reeked of vengeance, every syllable dripping of poison.

Pushing your hand in between your neck and his spear, you tried to ease him into letting you go, though your efforts were of no avail. Dropping the smile which was supposedly, perpetually, glued to your features; You hummed, fingers picking up the blood that ran cold down to your collarbone. “My words, exactly!” and there was that stupid grin again, “How dare you draw my blood so loosely. You know, we, humans, are fragile, right?”

You leaned closer, and he flinched slightly at the distance between the two of you nearing closer and closer by the second. Hands holding against his chin, the one skin of his fair cheeks grew dirty with your blood. “This is no time to jest, [Name].” he spoke in a calm manner but you could tell his restraints were quite close to ripping.

Tapping at his nose twice, you closed your eyes, foreheads connecting. “If you keep up this ruthless, merciless lifestyle... Xiao, my love, you’re fated to doom at the hands of those who hold you dearly close.” And within an instance, he pushed you away, landing face up to the gravel beneath you, wincing at the sudden pain. “I told you, Xiao. Treat me better, I can’t get injured too deeply!” he ignore your constant whines and protests.

Scoffing, “As if your readings would ever come out true. You’re wasting my time.” a laugh, irking the already snappy tortoise-haired male. “What exactly do you mean by that? Now, if you remember correctly, I did prophecy Morax’s fall, did I not?”

“You!” It was no longer his blade that dug into your skin, rather, he, himself. His nails shoveling deep into your pale complex, crimson ichor pooling and dripping from the wounds he created. “You dare mock the Geo Archon?!”

“Previous Archon.” you teased, and his body weight shifted, pinning you further into the ground. The sharp rocks cutting in your skin, the rocky terrain which was once a monotonous grey, stained a velvetly scarlet rose.

You pouted, “Pushing too hard, we mortals are, once again, quite literally like glass compared to you, an adeptus.” He gritted his teeth, there was desperation in his actions. Oh, you thought, he held the Geo Archon quite high. A grin, that’s your weakness, Xiao. “You’re not a mortal, what in Celestia are you truly?” You fool of an adeptus.

“As I told you when we met. I am merely a consultant to the Gods, a fortune-teller.” I am Celestia itself, the Heavenly Principles.

The supreme ruler.

[iv-aur-y]

Raiden Ei !

ei ;; imperfection

details ;; we are immortal // above the sky; faeries & folklore, my love is all yours

synopsis ;; she writes yet another letter for you

Ei, the forgotten shadow,

I hope you’re doing fine as per usual, the weather here has grown cold, you used to love the snow, I remember. I haven’t seen you in forever, our blades have yet to meet each other's again since that night. Come to think of it, I’ve never felt any thrill like I’ve done with you prior, they way you knocked me backwards with that smile of yours, I wonder just how helplessly I had fallen over you, for you.

Sometimes, I think, about the future that could’ve been, I think about us, about you. You surprised me, as I trained, there was no one who could bring me to kneel, but you were different. And I thought so too━no, I believed that you were different.

Maybe it’s the denial settling in, but you know, my world has slowly grown dim. I asked you what you were when we met, and I couldn’t have been more ignorant. You were a mortal, while I was a god, a deity. I thought I could rely on my abilities, I thought I was capable. I was Ei, the shadow that lightning caste, and you were [Name], the sole being that acknowledged such shadow, you acknowledged me.

You could tell me apart, my sister sometimes felt a bit overbearing. People don’t know who I am, they don’t know Ei, only Makoto, Baal.

Yet, you knew me. You confided your secrets in me, and I, too. Well, moreso, you listened to me ramble, polishing your blade━crystalline. And I watched you with such a gaze, that only you couldn’t notice. Everyone else knew, just how much I admired you; How much I loved you. But I could never shine that light towards myself, instead I watched you from afar.

You were the star of the show, of my show. You cleared the battlefield with your swift movements and graceful footwork. When I see myself fight, or train, I find myself mimicking what was left of your blade work and legacy.

I walked behind you, and never dared try to best you. I wanted you to be first, to take all the glory, even from me. You didn’t like that. You said, I was holding myself back━you said, that it was you who was hurting me, and I never understood that. You left me behind, taking up all the tasks in the front lines.

It’s kind of trivial, with the way these letters pile up in my Plane of Euthymia, written and decorated in an envelope. But, I never send them. I wish I could, and I wish I could change the way I was back then. I can’t be more ashamed of myself.

I thought too highly of myself, as a warrior, I need be humble. But you told me to take pride in my work and accomplishments. I wish I hadn’t taken that to heart, I wish I hadn’t met you at all. Your presence was soft, and your voice was calming━to the extent it had me lowering my guards, which I kept up at all times.

You were my downfall, but moreso, I was your doom. I thought I was capable as a god, because I was a deity, I thought I could win you over. You warned me; Love can prove to be a facade, Ei. You had me promise, but I broke it.

“Promise me, you will never put your life in the hands of others. Promise me, you will never trust anyone too much to lead your life as a marionette as they dictate your very moves. Ei, don’t fall for anyone, not on the battlefield, at least.”

I wish I had given up then, but my damned heart still beat furiously at the thought of you. And when you stumbled for the first time, I knew. I knew it well, that I had been the end of you. You made me promise, and I broke it, but who could have ever thought, you did too.

You loved someone━and that someone wasn’t me. Sasayuri and you made for a lovely couple, and everyone could see that you were meant for each other. But jealousy burned bright in my heart. I still congratulated you when you said you were to have a child━how could I object to a marriage that made you so happy?

Just seeing that smile on your face made me want to cry, and when your child was born, I knew it well. I was never meant to be with you, I should have known from the start, and part of me thinks I did. But I was a fool, blindly in love, so I must have ignored it. Swallowed it like a pill, and gulped water to forget about it.

I don’t know why you did it, but you jumped in front of me, and your skin went all blue. That was the first time you had smiled for me, and me alone. You called me by my name, and wiped the tears from my eyes. Even though blood spilled from you lips, you spoke;

“Don’t shed tears over me, I’m but a soldier for the gods, a pawn━chess piece.” I told you I loved you that very night, and that’s when your own tears spilled, it was horrible to see you cry. My heart ached every night after you left. “I apologize I can’t return your feelings, but I love you in my own way, too.”

Everything you said to me as your final words went against what you advised me from. Maybe it was the regrets of your past mistakes, I don’t know anymore. But I solely wish, I hadn’t asked you;

“You don’t have the aura of a mortal, what are you?” Because that’s where I fell for you, that’s where we started to weave the thread of our story━our fate. And the stars defied us, but you still continued to shine brighter than them. I wish I could too, so I could intertwine our lives together.

My lone regret wasn’t loving you, nor was it meeting you. But it was undermining myself so you could be above me. If I had been so clever, and competent to stand beside you, we would have never ended up this way. So, after many years, I think it’s high time I give you a proper farewell.

To you, who never loved me; My dearest, [Name]. I bid you a farewell, although bittersweet, I’ve loved you in the past and won’t stop doing so, for this flame in my heart burns brightly. And I don’t want to extinguish it, because I want you to ruin me, turn me to ashes at your touch. Devour me much like those demons, that’s my desire.

I want you to look at me, just one last time, so I can truly confide in you, just how much I love you.

[iv-aur-y]

above the sky; faeries & folklore, my love is all yours

𝒘𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕, 𝒊'𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒊𝒕

"HAVE YOU EVER dreamt of living forever? Doesn’t it sound serene, and simply wonderful? And what if I tell you, I can break that imagery for you? Listen in, or disregard me, that is your will, and I have no say in that.”

He turned to face her, his eyes scrutinizing her with every essence of his being, “Just what on Teyvat are you blabbering about now?” She grinned;

“Oh please, ask me the question you’ve always wandered around for. I’ll let you in on the answer you’ve aimlessly been pushing forward for.” He scoffed, his gaze caste to the opposite direction, arms crossed over his chest. He breathed a momentary silence between them, as she stood in solitary patience. “You don’t have the aura of a mortal, who are you?”

𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕

We Are Immortals, bluexiao

2021  ‧  Angst/Genshin  ‧   3 Characters

Play trailer on iv-aur-y

AS YOU STUMBLE upon the vast lands of Teyvat, you may find mortals and immortals, alike. Adepti, Illuminated Beasts, Gods, Oni of folklore, ancient dragons, mythical creatures and the most timely bound themselves━humans. Amongst them, the Raiden Shogun grieves her loss, Xiao, an adeptus, questions the authority of a fortune teller, while Scaramouche, a mere puppet, bathes his blade in a crimson ichor under the moonlight. 

Release Date: 2021/30/12 Director: @bluexiao​ Budget: vivi’s sanity, blue’s prompt Production Company: Tumblr Producer(s): @iv-aur-y​

𝒊𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅, 𝒊 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈

interact w/ the three character’s names to be led to their respective posts!

ⓒ iv-aur-ry july 2021 — all rights reserved. plagiarizing, copying, modifying, translating, editing are strictly prohibited

[bluexiao]

I have question about the 5k event, is it 500 words per character or in total? And when can we start posting it?

hello! i apologize for the veryyyy late reply! but you can start posting it anytime until january 31! i think 500 words overall would make things less difficult and less hassle so it’s gonna be 500 words overall (not per character) :D

[bluexiao]

Hiii congrats on 5k (wow already :o)! Can I take no7 with Scara, Xiao and Childe? It'll most likely be hcs ^^

5k event

aaa thanks so much adalynn<333 and tbh yeah ikr like i myself get shocked every single time i see it get higher im like-wHY

and that is noted !!! so so excited omg !! thanks for participating ilysm<3

[bluexiao]

MANY CONGRATS TO UR MILESTONE COMRADE ! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

if it’s still available, may i take prompt 15 ? i’d like to write about zhongli, scaramouche, raiden shogun, and itto :DDD (if prompt 15 isn’t available, i’ll just take prompt 4 or 2 if they’re also available) — @versadies

5k event

omg hello !!!! thanks sm aaaaa pls you’re so sweet like literally 🥺🥰 and that is very noted !!! aaaa so excited to see what you’ll come up with !!!

[bluexiao]

CONGRATS ON 5K BLUE!!! In all honesty it feels like you were just at 4k a few weeks ago. You deserve every like, an/or reblog you get!!

For the 5k even could I possibly do Prompt 3 + Thoma?

5k event

THANK YOU TRAITOR 🥰🥰🥰 and pls it’s probably just me answering the event asks so late,,, but thank you sm !!!

and omg thAT PROMPT ! I did not expect that but aaaa im so excited how you’ll write it !!!

[bluexiao]

Congrats on 5k!!! :))

Hiii can I get prompt 9! I’ll write headcannons for Diluc, Kaeya, & Childe (maybe another character)!

5k event

hello hello this is noted tysm<3 so excited to see how you’d write it!