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dxstopiaa · 11 months

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Impetous Injuries

Synopsis: Caring for an irresponsibly injured man was not on your plan for today, so why was he at your door?

Characters: Morax, Xiao, Childe and Scaramouche x Fem! Reader!

Warnings: Zhongli as an archon and Scaramouche as fatui again, Childe’s part has angst/comfort. description of injuries and trauma. ♡´･ᴗ･`♡ [i needed to post something sfw and clear my drafts! <3]

Morax

It wasn’t every day that you’d hear the hasty pummel of closed fists against your front door and even rarer was it to witness one of the Seven requesting for your help— a meagre goddess who tried to live a tranquil, joyous life to the best of her ability.

“I fear i may of overestimated myself, dear.” Morax’s throaty voice could be made out from behind the door, notably lower in volume. Neither was this the first time, yet something felt different than usual. Of course, the archaic god was prone to injury in battle, but upon opening the door, he was more maimed than you had thought.

Brunette strands of hair plastered to his chest and forehead—covered in elemental ichor and sweat. His limbs were littered in a spectrum of wounds, bruises and incisions alike. His robes of ivory reduced to scraps of crimson-dyed fabric, blood from who knows where drenched his torso.

In short, you were responsible for an Archon who had gotten himself too deep into bloodlust. As always. Your lips pressed together before you let out a displeased hum. You just wished he would of cared for himself better.

“Morax…are you even aware of the severity of your injuries? Thank Celestia no one had attacked you on the way here!” You scolded, arms crossed as an attempt to look irked enough for the irresponsible man to come to his long-lost senses.

Though to him, you just looked adorable, he had always been fond of your gentle heart in the midst of a war. Therefore, Rex Lapis knew you valued him too much to leave him isolated in the dangerous depths of the night, entering your abode and placing a bloodstained hand on your pretty face. You didn’t grimace from his touch.

“I’m truly sorry, but you’re the only one i can trust with healing, my goddess.” You felt your knees buckle at the endearment, rather embarrassed that such a high-status being was addressing you as superior. He just never learns, does he?

“Please stop the flattery, my Lord. Instead, follow me so i can actually treat you.” Another exasperated sigh from your lips, you gently held his finger and guided him to the steaming bath, collecting all relevant tonics and herbs in your store room and returning back to the wounded god.

Your heart lept in your chest seeing this he was, quite literally, already fully undressed. Oh, so shamelessness was another quality he lacked? It most certainly didn’t help that he could barely even fit his tall frame into the jade tub, glowing aureate arms casually resting on the outskirts of the container. You felt your mind begin to wander as did your trail of vision.

“Ah, my injuries are starting to sting slightly—Hm? What has you so timid?” Morax’s tone felt unfamiliar to you, seeing the God of contracts so relaxed might of stunned you beyond repair. You dismissed yourself, dampening a medicated towel and wiping it gently over his chiseled chest—as calmly as one could in such a predicament.

Grunts and groans followed with some obscenities of his at the stinging serums painted your cheeks scarlet. Genuine or not, you didn’t think you could hold your composure for another minute. Even worse— the youthful archon wouldn’t remove his piercing critical gaze from your face, analysing every single movement in your expression.

“Admire me and my lips all you’d like afterwards, but i’m in a dire condition at the moment, dearest.”

“It’s not like that, Morax! Halt such talk and stay quiet whilst i treat you! Please!”

Xiao

Stubborn.

The quality that the Yaksha had always been described as. Especially by you. Yet he never listened to your pleads to let you help him.

Xiao hesitantly loitered around the door to your estate, a gloved hand lingering on the doorknob for longer than it should have. He’s been doubting his feelings of just ‘friendship’. He’s seen human couples— so loving and expressive it squeezes his heart in a manner so painful, you deserved better than a man who didn’t even think to enter your home, so he discarded his thought.

Especially one who would turn up with blood around his clothes, a deep wound on his side too.

Just as he contemplated leaving, the wooden barrier inched open. You held a miniature basket, a lengthy list in the other. Xiao was keen to disappear at that moment. Despite this, you were quick to drop them both to encase the adeptus in a tight embrace.

“Xiao!” An excited exclamation from you as you rested your cheek against his shoulder. Had you noticed his injuries at all, or was it pure blinded excitement to greet him? Crimson still trickled down his abdomen, but you had wrapped your arms around his waist.

A surge of pain and discomfort flashed through his body— he couldn’t stop the loud gasp he let out when your arm grazed his injury.

“Agh!” Xiao cried out, causing you to recoil back into place upright upon the doorstep. Your delicate features morphed into a state of horror whilst he stumbled back. Your sleeves were coated with vermillion fluid, eyes fluttering to the yaksha’s expression and back to your stained clothing.

“This isn’t anything major, i’ll leave myself to treat it—” You barely let the usually vigilant adeptus finish his sentence before grabbing his wrist and pulling him close gently, barricading him from vanishing into a flurry of karmic debt.

“No. I can’t let you go until you’ve recovered well, you can barely walk upright Xiao!” You smoothed your thumb over his cheek tenderly, distracting him that you were, in fact, taking him inside into the safety of your abode.

The adeptus’ face was warm— tentatively watching your own lips so close to his. Your kindness was irreplaceable, your heart was too soft for his liking, but he’s never once felt unwelcome in your presence. Xiao had witnesses the false sympathy humans showed off towards him, yet you’ll always be willing to listen.

Now you’re treating his wounds? Why are you doing this?

“I’m running out of my medicine, i’ll visit Bubu Pharmacy later, just have these now, please?” You offered, suddenly noticing the flush over his cheeks. Maybe he has a fever too? He accepted the concoction of herbs, hesitantly consuming the mixture. Xiao, having noticed your obvious staring at his chest, shifted around in his seat.

“Xiao…?” Archons, he just looked so anxious it’s endearing, you’d hate to push him from his comfort zone but he hasn’t got much of a choice.

“Yes?”

“You’re going to have to…remove your shirt—” You meekly stated, ashamedly hanging your head down at your lap as he cleared his throat numerous times. That just sounded so disrespectful! What if he took it the wrong way? You resided within the embarrassing realm of overthinking.

“As you wish, but be quick, i’d rather not have you ogling me.”

“I do not!”

Childe

Two in the morning.

That was the time your beloved decided to show up— weak, timid thumps of his open palm across the wooden barrier. Childe knew he had already messed up, clenching his jaw with anxious anticipation. What would you say? Yesterday, tired tears flowed down your cheeks. It hurt him to leave his care in your hands rather than his own. Would you do anything at all? Would you leave him lonely in the cold?

The harbinger’s questions were answered for him. Your body slumped over, distress tugged at your eyebrows. You stared at every injured limb of his.

Merciless splotches of the infamous crimson liquid matched his scarf, ripped and loosely tied against his thigh. A tourniquet, ideal for hiding the severity of the injury below it. His bruised skin was as lifeless as the pale snow cascading to the floor, where his eyes stayed put. A classic snezhnayan man fitting right into his war-strife homeland. If it wasn’t his own blood, it was the metallic scent of other’s. The unpleasant smell was overpowering, that migraine of yours worsening and nausea invading your stomach.

You remained blank and wordless, firmly securing one of his least injured arms over your shoulders and guiding him to the armchair. Childe hated seeing you like this— yet he never changed his ways. He didn’t know what hurt more, the pre-assembled medical kit laying on the side cabinet, or the two cold dishes set upon the dining table that went uneaten from hours ago. He messed up, for sure.

“Darling…Please, say something.” Tartaglia breathily beseeched, clasping a wounded hand over yours. You shook him off. You yourself didn’t know what you were feeling. Shock? Well, this was the third time this week, so no. Hurt? Something deeper than that.

“Say what? Childe, you just never learn!” Your sudden outburst made him flinch, and your heart panged with guilt—yet it was never strong enough to overcome your fury.

“Two days ago you arrived with major burns, the next with a broken wrist and today barely making it alive? Tomorrow will you even come back to me? Or will your coworkers deliver me your death instead?” Your tears swelled up in your eyes, distracting him from you by pressing the antiseptic towel against his stab wounds.

Childe hissed, unsure if the sting was from your harsh words or from the medication. His heart felt as if someone had squeezed it tight, the truth pained him to hear, especially from his wife’s mouth. He had kept you up for so long, losing your rest and throwing you into an abyss of constant worry. He deserved it. How could he ignore you?

“Love, i’m so sorry, i beg you, you can do anything to me. Ignore me, hate me or punish me for all i care, just don’t leave me alone…please.” His cerulean eyes held no lies, staring into your distant ones with desperate longing.

He clinged onto your torso, near sobbing into the crook of your neck. The frantic nature of his words broke your trance, anger dissipating with each tear of your own. Soon enough, your arms instinctively raised to wrap him in your embrace. Staying infuriated with him was futile.

His half-conscious pleads ceased as he calmed down, exhaustion catching up to the young Harbinger. You combed his matted tresses with your fingers, pressing a chaste kiss to his forehead to lull him into comfort.

“I’m sorry, Childe, just take better care of yourself, okay?” You reassured, his confirmation in response felt real this time. He rested his heavy head in your lap, enjoying the warmth of your hand on his cheek.

Your husband wouldn’t give up your company for the world—if he had to cease his pursuit of strength for you, he’d do it in a heartbeat.

Scaramouche

“What, are you just going to stand there staring at me? Let me in.”

A rude introduction from an even more arrogant man. Scaramouche stood lazily upright at the entrance to your estate, somehow expecting you to take him in your arms and nourishment. Expecting you not to question him. Too bad you did just that.

“Yes, i will. Care to explain why you’re here?” You scoffed in an equally aggressive manner. Your eyes trailed up his legs and waist, exposed and bruised— if that was possible for a puppet. Nothing spilled from said wounds, but the Harbinger discreetly winced from the pain. He remained there silent, opting not to share any details.

“Shut up, this isn’t my fault.” Scaramouche almost yelled, his unexpected outrage igniting irritation through your body.

Oh? You clenched your teeth together in frustration. Your grasp on the doorknob was deathly, you were in no mood to deal with his attitude nor his own problems. “Then this isn’t my concern.”

And with that, you forced the door shut— well, as far as you could. Scaramouche pushed the door open with his foot and arm, a look of disbelief and confusion gleamed in his eyes. How dare you? Those words he wanted to spit at you, but all that fell was a single word.

“Wait!” The harbinger exclaimed, forcing his way through the gap in door. He couldn’t believe himself. First, he dared to show up to your house and now he’s begging for your help? He felt pathetic, truly.

Resistance was pointless against him. Letting your ex-boyfriend back into the very same house he’d swear he’d never step into again. But being ruthlessly ignorant was his characteristic, not yours. Scaramouche had obviously forfeited whatever ego he latched onto— you weren’t that cruel as to leave an injured man by himself.

“I’m sorry, alright? I shouldn’t of been so blunt.” His head, for once, was inclined towards the wooden floor, indigo eyes barely meeting yours. It was an apology nonetheless. “I mean, for everything, even for how i acted before.”

Scaramouche was…genuine? Bewilderment accumulated within your judgement, your heart softened. You knew this feeling— you knew you shouldn’t be feeling sympathetic for the harbinger you used to love so dearly, the man who left you without a valid answer. It couldn’t be helped.

The more that Scaramouche longingly gazed at you, the more he desired to be kept in your arms just like he used. His cold exterior melted away like treaded snow, instead your footsteps trampled over it. He couldn’t justify the guilt-ridden sensation plucking away at each inch of his body. He found himself on that day, emotional, again.

Scaramouche doesn’t act like this. Kunikuzushi does.

If he had to surrender his dignity to take you back as his, he’ll do it, just this once. His fingers, still blistered and scarred from earlier yet appearing so delicate on his porcelain skin grazed your jaw. Soft touches and gestures lulled him into safety within your embrace. An action he missed far too much.

Kunikuzushi latched tightly onto you in his mindless stupor of mental and physical distress, not coming to terms with he consequences of his behaviour later on. You found his conduct abnormal— if it was fear of losing you again, or simple loss of informed conscious, you wouldn’t know.

Raised, superficial gashes of violet and burgundy littered his pained countenance. You never thought that wounds could look as pretty as his. Not a single tear was shed for a vessel such as he, but his grasp on you slipped once the puppet fell into a peaceful slumber.

With your heedful care and more ointments than preferred, he had recovered by the next morning and those surreal memories wafted back to him. Two sentences wavered in his mind.

“Don’t disregard my words from yesterday, i meant it. Whether you accept it, it’s up to you…”

“…If it results in less harm for you, i’ll listen to those words from my mouth thousands of times over.”

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callibee · 2 years

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#ahhh the quest was so nice!!#might draw more xiao in the future #because him in the quest made me see him in a different light fjsjzj #Genshin #genshin impact #genshin fanart #genshin impact fanart #xiao #alatus #genshin xiao #genshin impact xiao #genshin alatus #genshin impact alatus #xiao fanart #genshin xiao fanart

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genshin-squabbles-and-wobbles · 1 year

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Headcannons of xiao, scaramouche, zhongli, and al haitham, patching you up after a serious battle? 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Yes you may, my dear. :) Please enjoy and stay clear from allergies this spring. :)

Xiao: ◈━◈━◈━◈━◈ ◈━◈━◈━◈━◈ ◈━◈━◈━◈━◈ ◈━◈

He is lecturing you on your recklessness, and how you are disregarding people's worries and cares for you. Mostly him though.

He wraps your wounds gently, and keeps asking if your bandages are too tight, or if it stings or hurt.

He ask Zhongli if there are medicines for healing "Humans Wounds."

He checks your wounds every night, and keeps an eye on you since you don't fully have your footing back.

He sometimes massages and rubs it for you, to help ease the pain or help ease your mind.

He will ask about it everyday.

He will 100% fight you to the death for you to not fight monsters or get into trouble. He will pick you back up and take you to bed and stay there with you until you give up.

He would kiss your wounds, giving it his own little custom prayers to help it heal faster and easier.

Will make sure everything is accessible to you before he leaves to go fight fallen gods and demons.

Sometimes will bring healing charms and little gifts in hope it would make you happy.

I don't think he fully understands human wounds apart from adepti wounds, so he will treat your wounds as if you have karmic debt of your own, but easier to manage. He has some idea of it.

Scaramouche: ◈━◈━◈━◈━◈ ◈━◈━◈━◈━◈ ◈━◈━◈━◈

He doesn't actually know what to do at first, but he definitely calls you an idiot, or other names of you being dumb and reckless. But you can tell it was because he was scared and didn't know how to react.

Instinctively, He probably things he will lose you like he lost his child friend in his past. Despite him knowing better.

He would rip some of his own clothes to wrap around your wounds to stop the bleeding, since he has seen people done so in the past.

Once you reassure him, and calm him down, he will carry you to a nearby area that has medical equipment.

As for this scenario, let's say Mondstadt since you know the area well.

He would snap at Barbara to heal you and to hurry up. But he would gently ask her if you are okay, and if you are holding up alright.

Once you are out, maybe having a little cane to support you, he would full on take care of you, no questions ask.

He would always have one arm around you, or holding your hand to make sure you are okay, but also to reassure himself that you are okay.

He would buy foods, or do most of the cooking, it's not the best, but that's because he doesn't need to eat since he is a puppet.

Probably hold you close to him and gently adjust your bandages for you when it gets a little sloppy.

100% annihilate any monsters that turn their eyes on you.

Zhongli: ◈━◈━◈━◈━◈ ◈━◈━◈━◈━◈ ◈━◈━◈━◈━◈

Immediately knows what to do, based on his past knowledge, he will immediately have medicine or bandages on him to take care of you.

He would cook healing meals, and do everything within his knowledge to help heal your wounds.

Thanks to that, it wasn't as fatal as before, since he has experience and he is prepared.

He would definitely carry you, because the less stress on wounds the better.

He would take you to Baizhu to look after your wounds and checking up on your wounds.

He makes tea for you everyday.

He would lay in you bed with you, and tell you stories to help you sleep.

He would rub medicine on your wounds for you, and keep you to a strict schedule no matter how much you protest.

Gently stroke your hair as you are laying down in bed and resting, offering extra pillows and blankets.

Bringing you your favorite desserts.

He might sometimes rest his cheek on your head in bed and keep his arms around you to keep your warm, of course with his button up shirt open.

He wouldn't express his worries for you by words, but definitely by actions, such as sealing the door so no one can get in to hurt you, but also so you won't sneak out. Leaving out breakfast, or comfy clothes for you.

Al Haitham: ◈━◈━◈━◈━◈ ◈━◈━◈━◈━◈ ◈━◈━◈━◈━◈

He would probably sigh and say stuff like he knew you'd be reckless and get seriously hurt.

He would also lecture you on how to properly fight the monster you were fighting, and pinpoint why you got hurt in the first place.

The next time he sees the monsters you were fighting of any kind, he would take over for you and defeat them. If you got seriously hurt from a hilichurl? He got it. But you can handle Azhdaha just fine.

He wouldn't need to take you to a medical facility since he knows what he is doing, we are in Sumeru forest after all, you have the best medicine there already is.

Despite his aloof and distant nature, he handles you very gently, and he becomes more touch base with you, such as when asking if if your wounds are healing, he would immediately place his hand gently on your bandages.

He would stick nearby you, but he won't show his worries, as he feels the rational thing to do right now is to offer you assistance, not stress you with his worries.

He tries to hold back his own emotions when he hears you wince in pain and see you have a pained face. Immediately would finish the task for you, such as putting your plate away, picking things up.

Usually, when he reached his limit of that, he would pull you in between his legs and ask you to stay with him so you can heal in peace rather than in pain. He would hold you close to him and push your head into his neck, as a way to help you ease down and relax. He would be reading a book in this process as well and maybe throw up an excuse on how him doing this has healing properties.

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allknowingaxolotl · 1 month

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Xiao redrawww :>

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#fanart #art #digital art #genshin impact #xiao genshin impact #gi xiao #genshin alatus #gi alatus #Genshin #redraw #actually drawing the spear instead of downloading it as a png this time #I still don’t like the background but whateverrr

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pandamito · 1 month

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teyvat meshi

#genshin impact x dungeon meshi #genshin impact #crossover #au #xiao #alatus #noelle #gorou #genshin xiao #genshin alatus #genshin noelle #genshin gorou #geoanemo #geoanemo family #my art #pandamito #sketch

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sobercoffee415 · 1 year

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Burdens and A Creator

A/n: I'm finishing up Xiao's story quest and wow.

Warning/what to expect: Spoilers! Xiao's Story quest, Sagau, fluff

The cold air blows the fallen leaves and the smell if food. The guests of the Wangshu Inn were laughing and enjoying amongst themselves. "Have you heard the creator would be coming!" a man shouted as the others cheered. Tonight was pleasant and calm, the vigilant yaksha listened to the idle chatter and yells of the guests.

Xiao sighs as he watched over the plains. He jumps off to find the monsters. He stops at the sound of the subtle sound of humming? Xiao walked closer as he saw a person gazing at the stars. "If you want to join me, you can" the person said as they patted the empty space beside them. Unknowingly, Xiao followed as he listened to the sound of humming. "Is your Karmic Debt bothering you?" the stranger asked as they continue to look at the stars. Xiao didn't answer, as the stranger's presence calmed his raging flames. "Alatus, Do not be afraid" the stranger smiled "For I am (Y/n), the creator" you smile as Xiao could only wordlessly nod.

"It seems a heavy burden has been on you for quite some time... Could one alleviate this burden" You questioned as you place your hand on top of his. "I deserve it, my karmic debt is mine alone to bear!" Xiao shouted. "This burden isn't justified." You stared at him as he flinched "You keep Liyue and it's people safe, you are the only one to slay demonic entities, this debt has long been paid" you smile. "But my karmic debt keep mutating other, I do deserve it!" He yells as you calmly caress his cheek. "My Alatus, I know that this world has many imperfections, you can't keep holding it in" "What about the contract?" He asks as you grin. "As far as I know the contract is for you to protect Liyue... It says nothing about alleviating your Karmic Debt." You frown as Xiao held on to one of your hands. "I will ask again, Will you let me alleviate this burden?"

The cool wind blows as the grass and trees rustle. A silent nod was his response, You smile as you cup his face. "Alatus, I need you to say it" you smile as he closes his eyes. "Please..." You smile.

Xiao felt light, it was as if he was with his fellow yakshas. You smile as the Vigilant Yaksha fell asleep on your lap. "Sleep tight, my yaksha"

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A/n: Hey guys hoped you enjoyed❤️

#xiao #xiao x reader #genshin #genshin self aware #genshin fluff #genshin sagau #genshin alatus #xiao x you #genshin impact

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seaadc · 8 months

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I'd love domestic fluff with xiao x fem!reader with autism <3

i don’t care. | xiao x autistic!fem!reader

STOP TJATS ACTUALLY SUCH A GOOD REQUEST LMGMGMMRMDOABSHAJBDJA IM BLUSHING OF HOW DELUSIONAL I AM (i might make a part two because of how FUCKING great this request is, and also because i couldn’t fit any fluff that much because i had a long time researching about autism!!)

Fluff <3

First of all, Xiao would never ever fall inlove. I mean— not until he met you. A girl with autism, more likely called “ASD”.

Xiao thought you were just some dumb girl with a low IQ, but, whenever he saw you go out in Liyue Harbor.. He noticed something off.

He would find you look so overwhelmed with large crowds, especially when it was Lantern Rite. Speaking of, Let’s do a lil’ flashback on Lantern rite.

It was a very cheerful evening, Xiao was glad, though he wouldn’t admit that. He was just patrolling in the mountains, watching over Liyue while he came across a girl sitting down on one of the cliffs, watching the festival from afar.

Xiao was going to approach you, but then he told himself ‘why am I approaching her?’ He asked himself in his thoughts, he sighed heavily and he walked over to you with a bit of frustration in his face. Xiao was behind you, standing while he crossed his arms and sighed deeply.

“Hey. You. What are you doing here?”

He said in a stern tone, raising his eyebrows while he looked down at you which you didn’t quite respond to. You were busy looking at the colorful lights around Liyue Harbor and you were, kind of, not really kind of— Autistic.

Xiao cleared his throat rather loudly, trying to get your attention which you shifted to. You flinch and look over at him. Xiao gazes on your eyes for a bit, before turning his head away.

“What are you doing here. Go somewhere else.”

Xiao spoke, looking away while you just stared up at him, you looked down at your lap and kept your lips in a thin line while Xiao looked back down at you, an irk mark starting to appear in his head.

“Did you even hear me?”

“I’m autistic.. Apologies.” The girl muttered, which Xiao flinched slightly to. He looks away and both of you were just.. there.

In silence, the awkward atmosphere starting to fill both of you guys’s surroundings. Xiao spoke— which was unlikely of him since he wasn’t the type of person to do the first move.

“Sorry.”

He whispered, sitting down near you which you winced at, You moved a bit away from him to keep away distance, he looked at you and looked back at Liyue.

You both sat there, the wind breezing all of your thoughts away while Xiao closed his eyes as he sat, a leg swinging from the wind on the cliff while the other leg was used to put his elbow on.

It wasn’t weird, nor was it awkward. It was a peaceful, comfortable, quiet silence. You both enjoyed it. The fresh air hitting both of you while both of your hair’s gracefully gets blown away.

And after that, you both have been close.

Xiao would see you roaming around Liyue, at the time when no one was around. You had poor communication, possibly because of your autism. Though, Xiao didn’t mind. He loved you no matter what and he would defend you, even if you were in the wrong.

He doesn’t care, He never would. He loved you, and that’s final. Xiao would approach you but not talk, he would just accompany you to anywhere your going and when your going to buy something, Xiao does the talking and even pays for it.

You would thank him ever so quietly, which makes his heart race like a boar running away from Traveler.

Xiao would always wait in the balcony of Wangshu Inn, waiting for your appearance and would always, always make sure you were safe.

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Bonus:

“I’m autistic…” The girl whispered, looking over at a certain green haired male who has a red blush spreading across his cheeks.

Xiao always had tried to hint off that he liked you, though, You would never understand. You wouldn’t notice, But now that he admitted, just now, you understood.

“I don’t care.”

Xiao said, crossing his arms while he looked away, a blush still seen on his cheeks.

He didn’t care, He loved you and no one was going to stop that.

#genshin x you #genshin fanfic #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin headcanons #genshin fluff #genshin imagines #genshin x y/n #genshin xiao #xiao x you #xiao x y/n #xiao x reader #genshin xiao x reader #genshin fanart #genshin x female reader #genshin alatus #requests open #open for requests #please request

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why-am-i-here-someone-save-me · 2 years

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pocket Xiao 🥺 and maybe pocket Barbara please <33

Pocket Xiao is an antivirus software widget. can’t convince me otherwise. he protec.

Anomalies (Pocket Xiao)

Xiao’s widget was a bit… different. While most of the Genshin Widgets were focused more on interaction, Xiao was more often than not hiding away in the background. You could entice him out yes, but never for long. Chibi or not, this was the Vigilant Yaksha, and he wasn’t one to shirk his duties. Xiao kept an eye on the things that happened in the background. The code that ran the device you’d reached him on was just as important to him as Liyue. He watched over both with equal diligence, never hesitating against his opponents, whether demons or malware. Just um, don’t worry too much if you stumble across a tab or two with recipes for Almond Tofu. He’s uh… looking into it. For defensive purposes of course.

#pocket xiao #he’s friend shaped #and fun sized #luci answers #anon ask #luci writes #pocket genshin #genshin impact #genshin sagau #pocket sagau #sagau #sagau xiao #pocket Alatus #Alatus #genshin alatus

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xiaomainlmao · 2 years

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Genshin characters and S/Os with similar personality - Xiao and Albedo

JUST HEAR ME OUT OKAY, I PROMISE THIS WONT DISSAPOINT YOU

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Xiao and his darling literally having the same personality in front of others but what ppl don't know is that they are both softies for the ones the love. They show this side either directly (literally being lovey-dovey or very appreciative when they are alone) or show it indirectly (unnoticing-ly tries to help others).

That's why ppl don't assume that they even talk to each other but one day Xiao and his darling walk in, hand-in-hand bc it's cold and no one can dare to speak a word bc they are like the most intimidatingly cute couple they've seen.

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Similarly, Albedo and his darling are both the nerdy and extremely busy, self absorbed kind of ppl, so many assumed that they don't even talk to others and have friends, let alone a lover. Both may have a soft spot for some ppl and that is visible but the ppl they have a soft spot for are very obvious (like Klee is to Albedo).

But then, while working together and finally managing to crack a difficult task (whether it be an experiment, case or question), they end up smiling at each other so goofily and with such softness for each other (that they don't show to others) that ppl just know that they have something going. But bc of their personalities, they can't quiet place what they have going on.

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I just might make this a series with different characters.

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin oneshots #genshin headcanons #albedo kreideprinz #albedo x reader #albedo imagines #xiao x reader #genshin xiao #xiao imagines #genshin albedo #genshin alatus #genshin x reader #gn reader

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redactedbimbo · 2 years

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You know what i hate about the genshin fandom?

Its when they assume short adult characters are minors😩

I. E : the twins, Xiao, Venti

This three ARE ALWAYS the victims of the fandom😩

Xiao is a literal 2000+ yr old ADEPTI like hello?? I bet you he cant even remember his fucking age with how long it has been.

VENTI god venti is always, ALWAYS the trigger point for me 😭 i get that he took form of his dead friend BUT DAMN HE AINT HIS DEAD FRIEND OK??? LIKE HE'S STILL VENTI-BARBATOS HE'S STILL THOUSANDS OF YEARS OLD

The twin travelers too😩 this one, i relate with these two so much! As a 20yr old with a very small build and who is frequently mistaken as a minor i relate to them so fucking much👹 like hello??? Just because most of the characters perceive them as minors doesnt mean that they are actually minors... If you were in their shoes, would you openly say " oh im actually old enough to drink, im actually older than anyone here since i witnessed the birth AND death of stars" ??? Like without a solid proof of that sentence to be true?? With a small body like that too?? Ofc people would think they're bluffing or joking 😭

AND THE FACT THAT THE FANDOM USE THE " oh but they've been asleep for 500yrs so their body didnt develop " BITCH IN WHAT WORLD?! 😭 EVEN COMA PATIENTS AGE EVEN WHEN THEY'RE ASLEEP??? 😭😭 fucking makes me want to hurl myself onto a cliff with an angry ocean tides below

Albedo too😭 forgot about this angel, in his past event he admitted to the traveler that he's older than he looks* The fact that some still consider him as a minor bc he said that he and sucrose have the same age also forget that he doesnt openly say that he's an ARTIFICIAL BEING MADE YEARS AGO 😭

Look i get that there are no canon ages for the characters but its really common sense for xiao,venti, zhongli, the twins and albedo right?? 😭

* the albedo part

#genshin impact #genshin #sorry for the rant #small rant #genshin xiao #xiao #venti pls #venti the bard #genshin venti #venti #traveler #genshin impact lumine #genshin impact aether #lumine and aether #albedo will always be my downfall #albedo #genshin alatus #genshin albedo

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genshinbrackets · 11 months

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Genshin Short King Showdown Round 1, Match 1

#genshin impact #genshin impact poll #genshin impact bracket #genshin bracket #genshin xiao #genshin impact xiao #adeptus xiao #genshin alatus #genshin aether #genshin impact aether #genshin traveler #genshin impact traveler

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dxstopiaa · 1 year

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Stubborn Sickness

Summary: Most people would rest and recover when they’ve fallen ill, apparently that principle doesn’t apply to your husband. ❤︎︎

Characters: Xiao, Zhongli, Ayato and Heizou x GN! Reader. ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

Warnings: None, just some domestic fluff for those times we get sick <3 [i actually thought of this whilst i had a cold too! Also 40 followers from my last post alone? Thank you all so much!] (≧◡≦) ♡

Xiao

•As an Adeptus, Xiao has completely neglected his own well-being for his duties and seemingly doesn’t understand the subject as much as you’d like him to.

•This was quite evident upon waking up next to him, his leaky nose and rose, flushed cheeks were all signs of illness, but of course he had ignored the unpleasant, sickly feeling growing within him. You could not stifle the slightly irritated sigh from leaving your lips about his response when you had told him such.

•Xiao lightly scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest whilst he rested his head against the bed frame, “ I assure you that Adepti do not catch sicknesses from other mortals, love.” He blandly stated, though the chesty cough he emitted told you otherwise, desperately trying to cover it with his closed fist.

•You hummed in contemplation, relishing in the way his attempt at his poorly-constructed lie failed him and how his face grew ever so slightly redder. Placing the backside of your hand on his forehead, which he recoiled to. ‘I see..I suppose i will have to visit Wangsheng Funeral Parlour and ask the Prime Adeptus himself?’ You teasingly questioned, watching the brewing panic in his eyes as he grabbed your wrist.

• “No!” He almost yelled, then adjusting his tone and clearing his throat, “That won’t be necessary.” Xiao added curtly, looking away from you once again. You giggled at his outburst, who would of thought the Yaksha was more expressive when ill?

•He pretty much had no choice but to listen to his dearest, all the details and lectures on how to care for himself when he became sick. Luckily for him, it seemed your collection of novels had occupied him whilst he compliantly resided at home, snuggled up in the blankets, quite an adorable sight. This allowed you to complete various errands in the meantime.

•One of these tasks involved meeting the consultant of the funeral parlour regardless of Xiao’s protests, it’s for his best interest after all. You approached the building tucked into the corner of Liyue Harbour, pushing open the doors to see Zhongli himself discussing matters with a client. He smiled and nodded his head towards you, gesturing you to enter and take a seat.

•Some moments later, he sat across you, effortlessly engaging in conversation until you deemed it was time to enlighten him about the situation. Zhongli only chuckled heartily, his amber eyes filled with an emotion you could only decipher as happiness. “He is still as unyielding as ever, although i’m glad you could change his perception on mortal lifestyle.” At that, you glanced at him curiously, beckoning him to continue.

• “Dear, you may be unaware, but Xiao often reminisces about you, he is truly grateful for the care you provide him.” If your heart wasn’t melting before, it certainly was now. The consultant hummed in consideration as he placed a paper bag into your hands. “…I’m sure he wouldn’t be too comfortable with this, but please give these medicines to him.”

• The following day went smoothly, no obvious protests from your husband as he allowed you to wipe the occasional damp towel across his forehead, or even massage his tense biceps. Xiao quickly realised how therapeutic it was, stealing prolonged admiring glances your way.

Zhongli

• The last thing you wanted to see when you entered the funeral parlour was your dearest husband holding his aching head up with his hands, elbows on the desk he sat at. You slowly approached him, not intending to startle him from his slumber.

• You lightly tapped his shoulder, smoothing his unusually messy hair aside from his forehead. This didn’t help, for he almost jumped from his seat as his confused bloodshot eyes searched yours. Just what happened to him? You’ve never seen him in such a state before. He only continued to proceed with his work in a daze.

• “Come on ‘Li, you don’t seem well at all!” You requested, Zhongli not moving an inch from the papers scattered infront of him. If you had to carry your stubborn husband back home, you would, regardless of his complaints. You grasped onto his arm and slung it around your neck, forcing him up beside you.

• “No need dearest, i can walk myself-” He rasped out, escaping your grip only to groan when his head pounded from the sudden movement, leaving back onto you. Zhongli went silent from his unsuccessful attempt, who complied under your disapproval.

• The journey was definitely strenuous, muscles aching from having your much taller and heavier lover weighing onto you. Unmoved and weighty as rock as they say, hm? You laid him onto the bed, removing his coat and tie to subside his fever. The next hour consisted of you scolding Zhongli for being so careless, but the adorable pout on his face quickly rid you of your agitation, sighing in helplessness.

• “I’m truly sorry, love, if it makes you this upset i’ll promise not to do so in the future.” He apologised, briefly sitting up to kiss you on your nose. The former archon couldn’t even convince himself that he didn’t like being ill, he thought that how you treated him made it even better.

• From the warm delicacies you made him, spooning the various stews into his mouth, to you sitting on top of him to redraw his smudged eyeliner as he requested, it all felt angelic to him. His own beautiful spouse serving him like he was royalty.

• Soon enough, Zhongli recovered from his sickness, his coughing became less frequent and his smooth voice replacing raspy vocals he temporarily had. But he didn’t want this to end so soon, he dreaded the idea of returning to the parlour instead of resting in your embrace.

• “Had i known you would treat me so delicately, i would of purposely remained sick more often.” Your husband suddenly uttered, earning a meek gasp and a mild nudge in his sides from you. He chuckled, rustling your hair and pulling you into a cuddle.

• Yes, Zhongli can be very persistent, but when he did co-operate, you wondered why you didn’t marry this man sooner.

Ayato

• The Yashiro Commissioner was well known and liked by his associates for his rapid completion of tasks assigned to him, he would often send contracts back to them within a day. However, they couldn’t certainly expect this when you learnt of the state your husband was in.

• The light patter of frantic footsteps on the wooden patio alerted you, those who belonged to the chief housekeeper of the Kamisato estate. You immediately turned to face him, confusion embedded in your expression, hands holding outwards to him.

• “My Liege! Please, Lord Ayato isn’t doing very well.” Thoma panicked, looking as if he would faint that very second. You hastily followed him to your lover’s room, pushing the door open to let you both inside.

• Ayato sat upright in the bed, clutching his stomach as his face contorted into one of rising disgust from the sickening sensation. You rushed to his side, smoothing his hair behind his ears and wrapping a blanket over his shoulders.

• “Ayato! What did i tell you about exerting yourself?” You scolded, more out of anxiety than irritation. He only stared at his lap, and then over to the impending paperwork strewn beside him. You bit your lip, that guilty look on his beautiful face did not suit him at all.

• “I apologise darling, I presume you were right.” The commissioner sighed, voice strained more than usual. Glad to see he had at least considered your words, you kissed the mole under his lips softly, settling down next to him and pulling the sheets over his now resting body, an ever-present smile returning to his features.

• You didn’t have very much to do in the estate usually, which allowed you to accompany your recovering husband. Ayato was exceedingly grateful for your help, whether it was signing the loads of paperwork on his behalf, albeit with a confused expression as you questioned him about different terms…

• “Sweetheart…You do know i’m capable of holding a pen, right?” Ayato chuckled, watching you neatly sign your signature on papers, on his behalf. You merely shook your head, stating how he ‘shouldn’t have to concern himself with such things’.

• Or helping him take baths, despite Ayato cheekily flicking water at you like a child, pinching his nose back. Of course, the raging blush covering your face due to seeing your husband’s lack of clothing, did not go unnoticed.

• You pampered him to the extent that he wished he could remain ill for longer, the discomfort weighed out by your loving actions. He detested the day he would have to continue his duties, it seemed Ayato had to simply keep his pretty little spouse by his side with a fake act.

Heizou

• You were nothing short of stunned upon seeing your boyfriend stumble into your house after a long day of work. Usually he would be hyperactive, greeting you with kisses and hugs but today was different.

• Heizou sighed deeply, massaging his temples as he nearly bumped into the doorway, he felt extremely tired in the last hours of his shift. Seems like he was too irresponsible whilst within Tatarasuna, the corrosive electro energy was just too strong for even a vision wielder like himself.

• The clattering of objects downstairs alerted you, hurrying to see who the perpetrator was, initially thinking it was a sort of burglary. Just seconds later hearing the pained whine from your lover on the floor who had just bumped into a shelf.

• “Heizou?! Are you alright?” You said, helping him off the ground as he latched onto you for support, the strong aura radiating off of him told you exactly what the issue was. After all, you can’t really hide such things from an elementalist.

• “I told you to be careful at the furnace!” You chided, bringing Heizou some water and medicine once you had set him onto the couch. He didn’t seem to be listening to you at all, rather just chanting that he’d be okay soon and it was nothing to worry about.

• For the rest of the night, in response to the remedy handed to him, Heizou slept soundly, wrapped in blankets. He would occasionally let out a high-pitched sneeze or chesty cough. Your worry for him acted as adrenaline, eyes fixtured onto your boyfriend.

• It was no surprise that you had gained some dark circles from the lack of sleep, but it didn’t concern you, you knew who your priority was. Heizou found you slumped against the very same armchair you sat in a day ago, dozing off.

• He giggled at you, as if he wasn’t in a worse condition prior too. Rudely interrupted from the minuscule amount of sleep you had that night, you glanced up to see him sitting on the arm of the chair, kissing your forehead from above.

• “Thank you for taking care of me, love, but it seems like you’re sick now, huh?” Heizou teased, pinching your cheeks as you swatted his hands away. The pounding headache vibrating through your brain told you that he wasn’t lying.

• “Why don’t i reciprocate the gesture?” He offered, intending to do every little thing you did to him back. After all, why should he suffer the embarrassment alone?

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callibee · 1 year

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a redraw of an old xiao drawing of mine :D 🍃

#haven’t drawn him in a while hehe #genshin #genshin impact #genshin fanart #genshin impact fanart #xiao #alatus #Genshin xiao #Genshin impact xiao #Genshin alatus #Genshin impact alatus #xiao fanart #Genshin xiao fanart

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genshin-squabbles-and-wobbles · 9 months

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i've seen your yandere scenario the one with breaking the reader, i absolutely loved it - i was wondering if you can do the same scenario except it's yandere scaramouche, xiao, and cyno?

Yes I can my dear! However I already wrote for Yandere Scaramocuhe, and Cyno here. Please enjoy. But I can do Xiao. :)

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Scenario: i would like to request a yandere scenario but oh no it's really really sad. if you can, i would want to see yandere kazuha, childe, tighnari like regretting breaking reader. like reader keeps getting hurt by the yanderes until they feel nothing and at first the yanderes didn't mind it thinking they were obeying them but then they start feeling guilty for breaking you because now you aren't expressing any emotions, no matter what they do.

all in all, very very angst at the end

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As the Yaksha stared down at you in bed, he looks at you. He looks at your blank face, your blank eyes, your blank emotions. Was it too much to ask to protect you? He wanted to protect you, very badly. You were one of the rare good things to happen to him ever since he lost his family to their Karmic debt. Morax and You were all he had left. Was it too much to ask to be protective of you? Lock you in his hotel room in Wangshu inn? Feeding you almond tofu none stop? However, Xiao never knew how to take care of a human being, after all he is an adepti, he never took the effort to learn about humans and how they function. Of course they interest him, but not enough to learn how to take care of them. Hence, what lead to your neglected, and skinny state, as he never knew how to take care of you, properly. However, he couldn't trust anything. The food you ate could have been poisoned. The paths you took could have been dangerous and deadly...despite you being one of the top adventures in the adventure guild. Xiao looked down at your dead face, yet alive, skinny and malnourished. Was it too much to have a taste of you right now? As he tasted sweetness for the first time when he kissed you. He was different from Almond Tofu but he could taste it. Xiao gently adjusted your hair and clothes and placed his hand on your face. "Hey...can you please at least talk to me, so I know you are okay? It is rude to ignore me like this." Nothing, silence. He tried to invoke some reaction out of you by lifting one of your legs up, and gently pressed his hot tongue on your thigh and dragged it all the way up to your knee. You still tasted sweet. Oh so very sweet to him. He pulled away as all he saw was a blank face and a miserable appearance. Xiao sighed in frustration. "I don’t get it! I provided everything I can for you! What are you just laying there!?" He started to tear up in frustration. He remembered how fierce you were, how happy you were fighting monsters, how cheerful you were at taverns and people. He remembered how you protected him time and time again and how much you enjoyed it. Immediately, as he watched his hot tears drop on your face, he started to apologize to archons, gods, his dead family, his loyal master Rex Lapis. "I'm sorry...its my fault...it's my fault...I should...I should..." He mumbled and started to cry more. It was his fault, all of it. Regret plagued his mind, as his karmic debt was about to eat him alive. This time, he couldn’t take it anymore. He rather die than let his karmic debt over take him. He pressed a gentle kiss on your cheek, and went on his knees. He aimed his marble jade staff to his chest, and plunged it deep, past his hundred years of life. All you heard was a thud. Then silence.

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