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Liyue Mons
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lazyalani · 9 months
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| Xiao × [F!Reader]
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| Same old empty feeling
| angst, hurt no comfort, awakening xiao's death issues again, reader just wants him to be happy, character death (reader), xiao does love you, the traveller is clueless and innocent, the traveller gets caught up in your angst, xiao does not like the traveller romantically, go with the flow for the sake of the plot, xiao needs a hug, insecure thoughts, xiao is a bit oblivious, xiao breaks down
| Summary: In which she loved him in every shape despite her insecurities clouding her, and he loved her in every way despite drowning in his.
Alternate Ending
| Genshin Impact Masterlist
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Staring at the bottom of your glass,
"Xiao!" You came rushing to your balcony, holding a tray contaning two plates and two bowls.
Xiao, General Alatus, the Conquerer of Demons, an Adeptus, the honorable Yaksha, a protector of Liyue, one with so many titles, but only Xiao to you.
He stands up straight and turns to you from leaning his elbows on the railings. "How many times have I told you to stop running?" He sighs and sits on his cushion, watching you put down your dinners on the table infront of him.
hoping one day you'll make a dream last
You smiled sheepishly. "I couldn't help him, I'm just really happy to see you." You sat down and grabbed your utensils.
"You see me everyday." He murmurs and grabs his as well.
"Every dinner." You correct him. With his duties that come with his numerous titles, it's impossible for him to visit you in the day, as he says.
"You still see me..." He tries to counter.
You shake your head with a smile. "It's fine though, I'm thankful you can even fit me in your 'busy' schedule, oh mighty Adeptus Xiao."
But dreams come slow
He gives you a pointed look and shoves a tofu in his mouth. "Stop that."
You stuck out your tongue at him. "What are you gonna do about it?"
He's fast when he reaches out and takes two out of three of your favorite food on your meal.
You gasp in offence. "Wha-- How dare you! Giving me one of your scary face thingy look you give to my fellow 'mortals' and 'humans' is one thing but taking my food is another!"
He simply continues to eat, ignoring your 'threats'.
and you go so fast
"You! Me! Right here! Right now!"
Xiao doesn't smile or laugh, but he's happy, you think. If people ask you how you knew, it's simple really.
Because he doesn't have those burdened frowns, because his face is lighter when you talk to him like this. When you talk to him as Xiao. When you talk to him as your friend.
When you talk to him with like you're the only people in the world right now.
You see when you close your eyes,
You wall throught the streets of Liyue with a smile, walking excitedly towards the certain shop you've been eyeing.
You opened the door with a ding, the metal, traditional Liyue ornaments clinking together. "Goodmorning, Mrs. Jiaxu." You greet the middle aged jeweler.
"Goodmorning, [Name] dear, how are you?" She greets back, her voice as gentle as ever. You've known her since you were a child, your parents often bringing you here to play with her children.
maybe one day, you'll understand why
"I'm doing fine, umm... could I possibly have my order today? It's fine if you haven't finished it yet though, I'm sorry for the sudden request." You smiled apologetically.
She waves it off, "It's alright, my dear. Infact, your order is almost done, could you wait for a few more minutes?"
You nodded, eager. "Ofcourse!" You answer and she goes out in the back.
You had ordered a custom made bracelet for you and Xiao. You've been friends for 2 years now, and you think it would be cute to get matching bracelets now, working on the designs for almost a week to fit both you and him. It was a hard pick considering Xiao doesn't really fit the cute type or the overly designed one. You had to make it simple, minimal, but also describing him and you. You made yours simple but descriptive too, since he was going to get yours and you were going to get his.
A bracelet exchange, you liked being sentimental at times.
everything you touch surely dies
You and Xiao only meet during your dinner time in these 2 years, him leaving after eating. And to be honest, it's the reason why you had started to eat more, because you make so much food on purpose so he would stay and you could talk more. You didn't really know how you managed to get him to be friends with you, much less come to you to eat dinner everyday, but you couldn't care less either. As long as you get to meet him, everything's fine.
You admit it was a lot of work trying to get him to talk to you, especially to meet you, but it was worth it, afterall. You were glad you somehow have this stubborn, talkative illness around him.
You can't help but admit you've grown to love him too.
But you only need the light when it's burning low,
You can't help but wonder either, could he possibly return the same?
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow,
Your eyes roamed around everything, trying to entertain yourself while waiting.
Liyue really is beautiful, huh, you thought, staring at the beautiful scenery of people talking and laughing through the glass windows. Whether it'd be customers and vendors, children and parents, they were all happy, and with the sight of Liyue's traditional colors and the sky, you couldn't help but think everything was perfect.
Your eyes widened as you unconciously took a step back.
Only know you love her when you let her go
Was it from shock? From what shock? Seeing Xiao roaming in the streets during the day?
Or seeing him with another person?
You know that person, ofcourse, almost everyone does. The Traveller. The famous traveller who has helped so many people, thousand, millions of people.
The overwhelming thoughts and questions clouded your head, deflating your happy figure as you stare at him so casually talking to the traveller, roaming around the streets in broad daylight.
Your heart hurts, for some reason. Were you too clingy for getting upset over seeing him talking to someone else? Maybe, but you couldn't help it. Seeing him talk so casually to someone that isn't you makes your thoughts race against each other.
It hurts. Seeing him talk to someone casually. Seeing him walking in the streets with them. Seeing him eating street food with them. Seeing him keep his gaze on them. Seeing him without his frown and heavy features he usually gives to everyone. Seeing him have his lighter face with someone that isn't you.
Seeing him having the same things he has with you.
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low,
You forced yourself to lower your head, staring at the ground to avoid seeing them.
How would you even compete with them?
You, who's only a normal civillian, citizen of Liyue. You, who can only talk to him about your day and nothing too interesting for him to relate to. You, who can only give him little things. You, who barely even speaks to other people and only gets talkative around him. You, who only has her parents, and the same friends she has from her childhood, no one, nothing new. You, who despite being friends with him for 2 years, can only even see him at dinner.
You, who he only talks to for no longer than 2 hours.
And the Traveller, who's already been declared as a nation's honorary knight. The traveller, who has many connections. The traveller, who's naturally kind and helpful. The traveller, who has this alluring, natural charisma around them. The traveller, who unknowingly draws people in. The traveller who's brave and strong. The traveller, who can tell Xiao more interesting stories with their adventures.
The traveller, who is intelligent and charming.
Only hate the road when you're missing home,
You go home carrying the two boxes containing both of your custom breacelets, and carrying the dejected and unhappy look on your face.
You stare at the green and white boxes on your table, thinking about whether to prepare dinner for both of you or not. But you shake your head and think you would be too petty if you didn't. You shouldn't be mad.
It's not like you're in a relationship with him anyway.
Night came and you cooked dinner for both of you, still cased in the thoughts of earlier and keep pushing away the unhappy thoughts.
You bring the tray over to the balcony, the usual set up of the table, cushions, the fairy lights, the blankets, and extra pillows still around. It's always been that way since you and Xiao came to this routine. You're thankful to have a bigger than normal sized balcony, extending the roof so that rain wouldn't touch anything when it's in weather.
You stared at the dark sky being illuminated by the stars, waiting for Xiao. He loved your balcony, it was high up because you live in an apartment, apart from your parents because of work, and it had a complete, beautiful view of the sky above and liyue below. It's the reason why you specifically chose this one, honestly. You grew to love it more when Xiao said it was his favorite thing in your home.
You keep waiting for him when you notice a piece of paper trying to escape with the wind under your flower pot.
You take the note and immediately feel something bad upon holding it. You already had an idea what it would say.
You just kept hoping it wasn't it.
"I can't come tonight, busy. Sorry, have
a great dinner.
- Xiao"
Only know you love her when you let her go
Unconciously, a continous stream of tears fall down from your eyes as you let go of the note and lean on your hand, covering your eyes and rubbing your forehead.
You think you're being dramatic and sensitive, but the tears and aching won't stop. Why? Was it because you love him? Yes.
Was is because you were afraid of being replaced? Definitely.
For the first time, Xiao couldn't come.
For the first time, seeing each other during dinner isn't enough anymore.
For the first time, everything you shared because an insecurity.
And the thought of him being 'busy' with another person leaves you defeated and crying on the balcony you both love so much.
You were so caged in your thoughts and insecurities that you didn't notice someone coming from behind.
It all happened so fast, so stealthily.
You felt a very short, sharp pang of pain on your nape and you fell on your table, crashing to the ground unconcious.
Never to wake up again.
Staring at the ceiling in the dark,
=★
Xiao sighs as he walked down the streets with the traveller and Paimon who's running her mouth off again, invisibly awkward.
As Paimon runs over to a food booth, the traveller sighs with him. "So you're telling me, that you approached me, forced yourself to talk and walk with me earlier and now, now, because you didn't know what to give her?"
Xiao sighs again and rubs his neck, feeling a little embarassed. "Didn't know who to ask..."
"So you chose me? Of all people, Xiao." They say, feeling frustrated.
"You have people around you everytime..."
"Bu I don't like like them!"
"...."
The traveller closes their eyes for a second and gives in, knowing this is once in a blue moon. "Fine, fine, but don't blame me if she doesn't like it. I don't know much about these things either."
Xiao only nodded. "Let's hurry." He demands. He wants to give it before midnight, you'll be awake because you always stay up late, but he wants to make it up to you. He knew you probably wouldn't be upset, you're always happy, afterall, but he doesn't want to risk it.
"Hey! You're the one asking for help here!"
Xiao didn't want to ask for help. He swear he didn't at all, but he doesn't know about these type of things. He doesn't know a thing about romance but he isn't stupid to not recognize and acknowledge how happy he is when he is in your presence. He doesn't know if he should call it love but there's no harm in doing so if he wants and needs to be by your side, to listen to your rants, to tolerate your teasing, and have peaceful and comfortable nights with you.
Xiao definitely isn't the type to be affectionate and loving, but who could blame him for wanting and needing the affection of the person who makes him happy. Makes him comfortable, understands him, cares for him, respects his boundaries.
How could he not fall for someone who makes him feel like a worthy person?
How could he not develop such feelings for someone who cares for him like that?
Deep inside, he's always longed for someone's care like this. Deep inside, he's just too afraid of getting hurt and hurting others. Deep inside that unapproachable, brave, strong, and mighty adeptus mask, both the literal and the facade, he just seeks comfort and peace. Physical peace, mental peace, inner peace.
As someone who's been through a lot, Xiao is truly thankful he found you, or rather, you found him.
And he wants to share those lovely thoughts of you to you tonight. So you know how important you are to him. How much happiness you've brought to him, even if he doesn't show it often. He wants to show and share to you the same happiness you taught him. If you would let him.
To be honest, Xiao doesn't know what to do if you don't return his feelings and reject him. Maybe he would cower and stay away, just admiring and protecting you from afar. Or maybe he would remain friends with you and be content with what you want and can give him.
But no matter what your response is, he knows and wants to keep having these feelings for you.
He wants to keep feeling for you.
Because his feelings for you are peaceful and comforting.
He wants this feeling to stay. To keep him at bay when he starts losing it. To keep him from those ugly, drowning thoughts.
So now he stands infront of your apartment, a slightly big box, a gift, the box is colored green, from its body to its lid, in hand, tied with a dark blue ribbon, a white rose symbolizing you slilped into the center along with the ribbon.
However, his feeling of nervousness and excitement were replaced by an unknown dread as he walks closer to your building.
His heart races fast as he sees the flower pots near your side of the cushion broken and almost hanging.
But his heart drops when he sees a hand, your hand, with the makeshift red ring from a yarn on your middle finger you made during dinner a month ago, almost hanging of the balcony beside the pots.
He quickly teleports inside your apartment in panic.
His eyes widened at the sight of your figure before him.
Crashed room, thrashed things, broken plates, bowls, cups, vases, wrecked tables, pierced cushions, sofas, and pillows. The table you onced shared with each broken, spilled food, soup, and drinks with he assumes was supposed to be yours and his dinner.
Your body laying in a pool of your own blood.
same old empty feeling in your heart
He wants to vomit.
His mind in a haze, he's getting dizzy.
He drops the gift.
Everything is spinning, his ears are ringing as he shakily, slowly, carefully moves towards your body, ignoring everything, ignoring your blood seeping into his hands, his feet, his clothes, his everything.
He notices all of the blood came from your nape. He carefully, slowly, shakily carries you inside, leaning his back at the bottom of your couch, hugging your body close.
His eyes are wide, shaking, red, almost bulging out. He keeps releasing heavy, deep, and continous pants, breaths.
He shaky hand brushes your hair from your face, staring at your beautiful face, ignoring your blood that sticked in his hand to your face.
His other hand is still supporting your nape, keeping it still, and covering it, so blood doesn't come out anymore, he thinks.
But then he takes on look at your face again and is hit by an invisible meteor.
You're not breathing.
You're so pale.
You're limp in his arms.
Why?
Oh.
'Cause love comes slow,
Xiao inhales with so much force, letting out a loud noise like he held his breath for a long time.
As air visits his lungs once more, his eyes let outstreams of tears.
He panics and his trembling hand touches your face and hands and feet and---
How did this happen?
When did this happen?
Oh archons,
Why did this happen?
What went wrong? He was supposed to give his gift to you--- his gift. His gift. Where is his gift? He looks around in panic and sees it dropped not too far away.
It was on the ground, the lid was opened and the gift came out.
A diary.
His diary. You told him to write his thoughts and feelings, you said it would help, so he did. So he wanted to confess using his diary. He wanted you to see how much he loved you from his writings.
A sharp pain pricked his brain.
Oh right, he left you alone for hours.
He didn't come to you. Then someone, or people, came in and...
He didn't come and because of that you..
He wasn't there to protect you, and now you're....
Dead?
and it goes so fast
Like his yaksha friends? Like the people he cared about?
Like the people he killed?
He almost screamed at the sharp pain that went throught his heart.
How could he let this happen? How could he let someone precious dies again? How could he not protect you?
It's his fault. It echoes in his mind.
Well, you see her when you fall asleep,
Then he notices something on the table of your couch. There were two boxes and a big note.
"I love you, Xiao. I've loved you for a long time now, I don't want thesd bracelets to be just friendship bracelets, I want these to be a symbol of our feelings, if you'll have me.
- Love, [Name]"
Xiao lets himself break.
But never to touch,
He bawls his eyes out and let out broken noises, his trembling hands touching your face once again, cupping your cheek and kissing your forehead repeatly. He didn't want to let go of you, not yet.
Not ever.
So please don't go. Pleasepleaseplease-
"B-beautiful." He manages to say, forces it out. "Y-you're always beautiful..." He means it, inside out, even if your own blood is now scattered against your face, by his bloodied hands.
and never to keep
Xiao's eyes looses their light once again.
Empty, once again.
Lifeless, once again.
He's so tired, he thinks, he feels.
So he closes his eyes and hopes when he wakes up, you'll be here by his side again, or he'll be at yours.
He wishes he spent more time with you.
He wishes he stayes more than 2 hours.
He wishes he wasn't so caught in his insecurities.
'Cause you loved her too much,
He didn't just see you during dinner, he sees you almost every second, watching you from afar, protecting you, admiring you.
He wishes he wasn't afraid of his own karmic debt.
He wishes he couldn't been stronger to fight away those cowardly thoughts.
He wishes he could've realized everything earlier.
He wishes he wasn't cursed by this chain that binds him to death and loneliness.
He hugs your body as close as it can be, hoping time goes slow. So he could apoogize more. So he could thank you more. So he could say he loves you. So he could feel you more.
So he could hug you for the very last time.
and you dived too deep
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deathlydeathovo · 11 days
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ik i'm kinda late but wanted to share this 😔😔
when baizhu you sees you sitting in a bad position with your back hunched he says nothing walks over to you pulls your shoulders back, pushes your spine forward and fixes your posture without saying anything then walking away like nothing happened
LMAO WHY IS THAT SO FUNNY
"Lemme just.."
"Wtf was that?"
"Was what?"
"..Nvm."
LMAOAAOOOAOA
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🤍 💚 🩵
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zyaeya · 1 year
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wolfbeestudio · 1 month
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Happy Birthday to our swashbuckling queen, Beidou~!
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eewtp · 5 months
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Liyue kiddos
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artist-ellen · 1 year
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Yunjin
(Aka I was up until nearly 2am one day because that’s how focusing on something ridiculous works sometimes)
It is well known that Yunjin is an Opera star, and in her performance cutscene a real Chinese Opera singer sings her part, which is super cool. Some of her fighting abilities are also inspired by costumes from the Beijing Opera so... of course.... I couldn't help myself. I almost went for the flag-costume design but when comparing the amount of detail and busy-ness of my options... I went with this one. It was already a tall order. However it is not an "accurate" costume to any particular play. It is a combination of real Opera costumes and Yunjin's game design. For example the cut of the shoulder piece, her spear, the overall color palette and the mid-skirt are directly inspired by her in-game design. It took a lot of work but good golly am I proud of it.
I am the artist!!! Don’t repost without permission & credit! Thank you! Come visit me over on: instagram.com/ellenartistic
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kielelele · 1 year
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May Dr Baizhu come home 🙏🙏🙏
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thekeyofthefate · 9 months
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You've been working hard day after day. Even though I'm the doctor, I've still had to trouble you with my health. *cough* How shameful... But don't worry. From this day on, I will take care of you.
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theblackwolf21 · 1 year
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Guys did you noticed this cute little detail in Guizhong cutscene?!
She made a little drawing of herself in her blueprint/plan for the ballista!! So sweet.🥹😭
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grennno · 1 year
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happy new year 🎆 💓
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usagidear · 4 months
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Hi! I made this fanart, Hu tao is so cute o(≧▽≦)o
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deathlydeathovo · 16 days
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Me headcanon for Baizhu is that he buys or makes little accessories for Changsheng
Awhhhhh
This is getting me motivated to do that fic fr
thank you all!
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🤍 💚 🩵
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cupidddd-d · 2 years
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the red means i love you
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in which xiao really was the death of you
ও at first, your dramatic love confessions to xiao were a joke
ও you saw how much disdain he held for the human race, so you thought it would be funny to pretend to be hopelessly in love with him
ও it was only after you'd started spending time with him, did you realize how much you truly loved him
ও because as much as he pretended not to care, he was always there to protect and comfort you
ও he quickly became one of the only people to actually care for you
ও you enjoyed having him around, and you hoped he felt the same
ও you dragged him on walks around liyue to gaze at the pretty flowers
ও you climbed on the roof of wangshu inn every night, not only to spend time with him, but to also admire the constellations that lied in the stars
ও in a way, those two activities were your "thing" with xiao
ও there wasn't an exact moment where you decided you were in love with him, but there was a point where your love confessions started being more heartfelt
ও and although xiao noticed, he never said anything about it. all he did was continue rejecting you
ও but it was at that point where you realized that he was truly never going to love you
ও and it was only later in the evening, when you were alone, that you started coughing up bloody qingxin flowers
ও it was ironic, considering how that was his favorite flower
ও you stopped seeking out xiao, hoping to alleviate your disease, but that didn't work
ও if xiao noticed that you were avoiding him, he did nothing
ও you didn't want the surgery to remove the disease because as much as it hurt to know that xiao would never love you back, the feeling of loving him was the greatest thing you had ever experienced
ও when you eventually died in your home, laying in a bed of bloodstained white qingxin flowers, you wondered whether xiao had even noticed your absence
ও of course, the answer was probably no, considering how he had continued with his life as if nothing happened
ও but if the fleeting thought of what happened to xiao's favorite mortal ever crossed his mind, he never showed it
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