#yaksha genshin

[weilaverdui]

Angstober Day 19: Look Away

Yaksha's gravest duty is to their own comrades.

[rainingskyguy]

Can I fall in your arms and call it home?

Had the amazing opportunity to participate in the fan event Sweet Delight to celebrate the Aether/Xiao ship! I wrote a fic in collaboration with Oolah (artist), depicting Aether and Lumine if they were Yaksha instead.

Summary:

The Yaksha Generals receive an addition to their ranks: a cryo adeptus by the name of Lumine, and her twin brother Aether, the only dendro adeptus to fight in the war. Xiao does not approve.

Link:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42735069

Archive warning and tags and a short blurb under the cut!

Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories:

M/M

Fandoms:

原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)

Relationships:

Kong | Aether/Xiao | Alatus (Genshin Impact), Xiao | Alatus & Yakshas (Genshin Impact), Kong | Aether & Ying | Lumine (Genshin Impact)

Characters:

Kong | Aether (Genshin Impact), Ying | Lumine (Genshin Impact), Yakshas (Genshin Impact), Xiao | Alatus (Genshin Impact)

Additional Tags:

Yaksha Xiao | Alatus (Genshin Impact), Yakshas as Found Family (Genshin Impact), Yaksha Kong | Aether, Yaksha Ying | Lumine, Yaksha AU, Archon War (Genshin Impact), Pre-Relationship, I messed with the genshin timeline a bit, Made-up Dendro Reactions, Written Before 3.0 Update (Genshin Impact), The overall idea I mean, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Abuse ​

Summary:

The Yaksha Generals receive an addition to their ranks: a cryo adeptus by the name of Lumine, and her twin brother Aether, the only dendro adeptus to fight in the war. Xiao does not approve.

Blurb:

Aether had told his sister he would just ignore Xiao from here on. So of course, it wasn’t even two days later when they were both deployed to protect the sealed remains of Retuo. Together.

(He was going to refuse Bosacius’ command. But when the big Yaksha had crossed all four of his arms, asking him if he was okay with pairing up with Xiao, Aether had immediately snapped that he had no problem with it.)

It had been fairly easy to ignore one another during the heat of battle, as they each led their battalion against the neverending anger of a betrayed god, successfully vanquishing the demons that appeared.

Both Generals had sent their men away as the sun finally sank over the horizon, not wanting to risk engaging when the shades were strongest under the glow of the moonlight. But Aether had lingered, needing to make sure nobody had fallen behind, and that there was no danger lurking.

He was about to call it a day when he realized he never did see Xiao leave the area. While his fellow General had made it obvious his life was none of his business, Aether went back to check.

And lo and behold, under the ever-haunting shadow of the tree that sealed off a god, he found the Conqueror of Demons hunkered on the bloodied ground. His ankle was bent at an unnatural angle, trapped in a gnarled upraised root, and black tendrils of cursed energy dripped from his shivering form.

[qiinamii]

five guardian yakshas vs one huge rat

bonus:

huge rat:

[moonbiit-arts]

'Bane of All Evil'

happy birthday Xiao ♡♡♡

[iwasthewind]

why are like thREE PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT THIS

tHAT'S MENOGIAS??? THAT'S LITERALLY. MENOGIAS. XIAO'S DEAD FRIEND AND COMRADE? GENERAL KAPISAS, THE GEO YAKSHA?? He and Bonanus presumably killed one another in battle?? Menogias, the one who designed Zhongli's outfits. I'm sorry I'm not normal about this, it's MENOGIAS

[mag-loopy]

Hahaha heeeyyyy

[byorkewkew]

for fun he has an oval on his forehead but whatever

[usa-chins]

The yaksha family taking care of their smallest sibling. Xiao may want to kick Bosacius tho

[silvkey]

showing the full art of xiaoae☀

[wonlis]

looking respectfully at xiao's back

[telephonedear]

ever think about how xiao actually loves music and dancing. like do you think the yakshas went to festivals and played music n stuff. does he go to yunjin’s performances sometimes? xinyan’s? venti’s?

[findingfeliz]

Hour of Respite

[stelliferousduo]

;;ooc: I absolutely suck at Windtrace so I wish all my games had Xiao as the hunter. Being the Traveler simp he is, surely he would just let Lumi fix the machines without capturing her.

[moonbiit-arts]

value practice turned full blown doodle :>

[pinecipitation]

Swimming lessons

Xiao x reader, no specific reader type

word count: 900+

things to know: In this drabble, you’re Smiley Yanxiaos apprentice and work in the kitchen of the Wangshu Inn. However, your lack of adapting to water is shown when you lose your footing collecting ingredients and plummet into the cold ocean below you.

content warnings: none! (I think)

authors note: I wrote this so long ago I’m scared

You’ve awoken with small, hurried taps on your left cheek, a moving shadow blocking the sun in front of you as you laid on your back. Your throat still a little tight from previously ingesting large amounts of salt water, you immediately took in two shuddered breaths and attempted to flip to your side trying to cough out the remains.

A strong hand pushed your back helping you turn, the other holding your bicep tightly as if you’d simply drift away if not held back. You didn’t have time to wince from the pressure however, the patterned cough and forced gasp of air occupying your attention before finally letting down and allowing you to open your shut eyes. It sure took a while before you recognized where you were, the blaring afternoon sun struggling to keep you smitten against the rough sand.

“You were reckless today. There are plenty of more secure areas throughout Liyue to go sightseeing,” a familiar man’s voice barked out near you, his figure slowly materializing in front of you. The blue haired man was turning you on your back once more, briefly dragging you forward until your back hit a rock to lean on. His thighs were situated on either side of you as he stood, unconsciously respectful of your body as only his hands touched and held onto your arms, elbows, wrists, hands, and back to wrists.

“Do not let me find you in this state again. A foolish choice like this will bring nothing but worry to those around, do you understand?” His grip tightened around your wrists as he repeated his last question with a little more force. One could’ve easily mistaken his words for those of malice if his piercing eyes weren’t blown wide. Not many can say they’ve come face to face with the Yaksha, but the limited rumors you’ve heard certainly never mentioned the slight fear behind his pupils. Or the way his jaw barely trembled not completely from anger, but worry as well.

If you weren’t speechlessly staring at him and observing every little detail, you could’ve missed these small signs. But unfortunately, today you’ve missed it. Being used to getting ushered away or discarded when asked to speak to the Yaksha, you simply did not expect him to be anything but mad at you. But that is the way of your current job, and you couldn’t find it in you to care enough to interact with him, no matter how many times the rest of the staff told you to be wary of your attitude towards your nations protector.

Trying to compose yourself, you unsuccessfully try to lean on your elbows to push yourself up and look him in the eyes. From the position you were in you didn’t feel cornered at all, no, but him looming over you in such a position made it hard to not feel trapped underneath him.

Still recovering from almost drowning, you’ve been opening your mouth slightly to whisper fragments of his name, never a full word leaving your lips as he stared at you with the same wide eyes. He didn’t seem to hear or notice these small movements, apparently occupied with longingly patrolling your face and chest/breathing patterns as if to convince himself you were okay. You WERE okay, just shocked from his behavior. Were you really in such danger when he found you?

Xiao must have felt you shifting about when he let go of your wrists in a quick manner, a quick exhale leaving his nose before hurriedly climbing off of you. Almost on instinct your hands followed him before stopping. His gaze never left you as you once again shifted onto your elbows to sit up straighter, one hand stuck in air as if you were reaching to an alley cat trying to console it.

“I’m sorry,” was all you could muster, too ashamed to look up at him as he rose and walked towards his discarded polearm. Your eyes were focused on the sand surrounding you two; the solid line leading to you indicating him dragging you towards shore. A single pair of footprints occupied the right side and stopped right beside you. He truly has not left your side before you woke up. “Xiao, I truly am.”

“An apology does not matter to me. I do not protect for apologies.”

He turned to look at you over his shoulder. “Please,” he almost mutters to himself, “return safely. And dry.”

A tone low enough to easily be discarded between the sound of the waves and far away birds looking for their next meal. Miraculously, even the wind seemed to stop only to let his words make it to you. It made its way back to flow through your now-dry clothes once he disappeared within a blink.

It was almost sundown once you’ve finally arrived back at the inn. Unfortunately you’ve seemed to misplace your burlap sack that you’ve taken with you, meaning your trip to bring back crystalflies was utterly meaningless.

You finally made it atop the stairs with a sigh, covering your face before entering the small kitchen quarters on instinct to avoid the hot fumes lingering in the air from stinging your eyes. It was almost a miracle you located your bag bursting to the edge with the shiny creatures hanging off the top of a chair, a small note folded over the strap with what you could only describe as a scribble for handwriting.

“If you must travel to the Guyun Stone Forest only for these, refrain. They are simple to catch for those with higher skill than a cooks apprentice.”