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taking fate into one's own hands
04—acquaintance
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You look at him carefully. Perhaps this whole act he’s putting on is an attempt to be more personable. But it’s in your best interests to, at the very least, get along with the man you’ve been promised to. When it comes to loveless marriages to bind nations, divorce isn’t an option. There’s no going back.
“Alright, I’ll eat dinner with you.” You say quietly, and the sides of Morax’s lips quirk upwards. You’re convinced for a second that you made it up somehow, for even when he’d spoken to you as a dignitary, he hadn’t smiled once.
“I hope your room is to your liking,” He says, as you follow behind him. “If there’s anything that it is lacking, please do let me or one of the help know.”
You glance at him, convinced that he can’t be in earnest. He’d been so stoic when you first met him, and even once he’d come clean in regards to his identity, his emotions towards you had seemed to be nothing more than detached amusement.
“Everything is alright, thank you.” you say, bowing your head in gratitude to the man who places your food on your table. You hadn’t considered the change in cuisine and you steel your expression as well as you can, in order to not show your hesitation to eat the unfamiliar food. The butler pours you each a drink, a glistening pale wine, and bows as he excuses himself quietly. Besides your plate, there are golden chopsticks, and then a fork by its side, its dark silver tone standing out against the rest of the tableware. Is it some kind of test?
You glance worriedly between the two, as Morax’s unruffled gaze settles on you.
“You seem troubled. If I may, might I request that you speak freely?”
You glance down at the cutlery again and back up at him, shaking your head softly.
“Nothing troubles me.” you whisper, picking up the two chopsticks as confidently as you can, arranging them in your hands as subtly as you can. You haven’t seen anyone eat with chopsticks for a long time, and suddenly realise you should have waited for him to start so you could copy his technique.
You attempt to pretend to take a sip of your drink or look at the spices on the table to delay your eating, but Morax simply watches you with an even gaze as you quietly panic.
“Is the food not to your taste?” he asks you, finally looking away from you to pick up a fork. “I find that sometimes chopsticks make eating take longer than necessary. I used your arrival as a reason to justify getting some new cutlery.”
You blink at him. “Pardon me if I speak out of turn, but I had always believed you were a firm believer in traditions.” you refuse to relinquish your chopsticks, too embarrassed to admit that using them was a front to try and impress him. You hadn't realised you were acting in a way that might win his favour—and the thought of it surprises you.
Morax’s eyebrows quirk slightly at your implied question, carefully trying to craft an answer that wouldn’t make you question your presence in the palace too much. Perhaps the reaction you’ve had towards him so far is out of fear that you’re not Liyuean enough from him and his people. It wouldn’t be an absurd thought, but if the situation in your home nation remains as rocky as it is now, he wouldn’t want you to return. He certainly want to be the reason you go back, either.
“Ah,” he says quietly, chewing his food. “That is a common misconception. Perhaps when it comes to certain meetings and negotiations, it is true that I remain true to the conditions that have always been stipulated by ancient Liyuean law. However, I myself, think there isn’t much to be learned by holding steadfastly onto tradition in day to day life.”
You gape at him. “So I’m not to be hated by every member of Liyue for not hailing from here?”
Morax sighs. “I cannot speak for my people. I sometimes find they can be stubborn and they often do not like change.”
“You are not filling me with confidence.” You reply drily. Morax fixes you with an even stare, wanting to make sure you listen to his next words.
“I do not seek to deceive you.” he replies evenly. “As of right now, our arrangement is unofficial. Thus you have every right to choose how you wish to proceed. If you cannot bear to stay here with me for a moment longer, you may go home at any point.”
“But what would come of my kingdom, or of me?”
“That would be subject to negotiation. But in situations like that, Liyuean law isn’t particularly favourable for foreigners.”
The word foreigner hits you in your chest. Of course, you didn’t expect to be treated as if you were from here, but to be categorised as something else entirely? It stings, regardless of how you feel about the situation with Morax.
“Your food,” he prompts quietly. Even though you’re almost certain that he isn't going to smite you for using the fork instead of the chopsticks, you refuse to put them down, instead choosing to use them with varying degrees of success.
He watches you carefully, before silently switching to his own chopsticks, quietly pleased with the way you snatch looks at him to copy his form. Slowly, but surely, he’s beginning to understand the way your mind works.
“Have you any interest in looking around Liyue? I’m sure a tour could be organised, if that’s what you wish.” he says to you, once you’ve finished. The food is good, almost as good as the food was at home before things began to go south.
You want to say no, and to stay within the confines of your new room for as long as you can manage, but the lack of clothing is beginning to worry you. When you don’t immediately reply, Morax tries again.
“Have you everything you need?” He says. “If you aren’t interested in looking around the harbour’s stalls as of now, you can always request what you need from the help, and I’m sure they’d be happy to oblige. The choice is yours.”
You take a bite of your food, and try not to cringe at the sudden spice you taste, trying to calmly take a sip of your wine.
“Let me finish my dinner before I make that decision,” you say quietly, and Morax simply nods, his eyes narrowing at you slightly. You don’t notice, almost entirely focused on trying to finish the rest of your food without falling apart.
Compared to where you come from, Liyue is loud. Even when you’re deep in the mountains as you are now, the birds and crickets and bugs are louder than they ever were at home, and it makes for a somewhat settling feeling.
“Whilst we’re on the topic of shopping,” You say quietly, ashamed in advance of the words you’re about to say. “It’s not a secret that my nation wasn’t the most prosperous, my existence here is evidence of that—”
“You are here as a guest. Nothing is expected of you in a monetary or emotional aspect unless you are able and willing to provide. Do not worry about things that are unnecessary.”
Your naivety manifests itself in the raucous beating of your chest in response to his words, and you find yourself utterly embarrassed by how easily swayed you are by a basic display of human decency and respected boundaries.
“Alright,” you say quietly. His words have removed him from the centre of your decision and it’s only yourself to consider now. But perhaps that makes the decision harder.
(didn't have enough character left to write what reader says like i usually do sorry lol)
notes: i'm afraid that doing the polls like this will nerf this series even more but its less work for me so :3
i like to pretend that i don't really care about notes and stuff on my posts but for this series specifically the lack of engagement is gagging me lol i've tried so much to get it more out there but ahhh
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PLEASE ME LIKE YOU LOVE ME
— ꒰ synopsis ꒱ — it‘s only natural to bring your husband lunch while he‘s busy at work.
— ꒰ a/n ꒱ — this was supposed to come out on his birthday but i lowkey forgot about it until randomly finding it in my drafts today, anyways, enjoy <3
— ꒰ word count ꒱ — 1.6k
— ꒰ warnings ꒱ — [ns]fw, fem! reader, semi public, reader is referred to as his 'spouse', established relationship, he's your husband
"zho-zhongli, wait!"
you panic before being roughly pushed back against his work desk, panting as you heard a small rustle and jingle, the sound being a clear result of the way zhongli clumsily got rid of the bothersome materials on the wooden table, swatting them against the flooring.
swiftly, you were lowering your face as you observed your husband quietly settle in between your spread legs, his hands, like sharp daggers, scramming your instinctively moving body.
"we shouldn‘t do this here."
you gave him an unsure look, one that emphasized your point and indicated towards the obvious.
what started as an innocent visit to zhongli's workplace, to hand him his lunch that he had forgotten at your shared home, soon followed into something much different.
"i was just about to indulge in my meal." zhongli kindly spoke, a bit raspy but focused, a coy smile perfectly utilized and working hand in hand with his turn of phrase.
"ah- what a shame." he‘s tumbling over your pretty thighs, ghosting his lips over the squishy skin. Your muscles tensed up of the solid grip he had on you, seizing you close.
but no further, his hands fell lower to where your precious core was which was still covered and sweetly tugged in, hidden under the flimsy material of your dampened panties.
"but what if someone sees us."
it's so sickly sweet to him, really. How your knuckles had turned white at the way you were nervously gripping onto the edge of the table while silently begging.
yes or no? and you know you shouldn't do this here, the possibility of someone catching you both during the act would be not only embarrassing but surely held their own consequences.
in the way he would handle you, with such significant caress, you could taste the experience in his touch when he planted a warm kiss on the inside of your thigh, "i will notice, you needn't worry."
your chest heaved, though reluctant you knew he wasn't one for empty promises, "o-okay." you nodded and trusted his instincts more than anything else, your zhongli wasn't careless, never.
you knew him, all of him, like the back of your hand you had him memorized entirely.
in one slow action, he gingerly hooked his digits into the waistband of your panties that were, much to your embarrassment, already wholly drenched in your slick, dragging the wet garment down your legs and leaving it dangling around your ankle.
your warm cheeks, that further gave rise to your undying beauty, or your unmoving eyes observing his every move, you seemed ethereal, delicate when your body responded.
the heat coiled deep within you as he lowered his fingers to playfully run them through your seeping folds, assembling your slick on his pads. "do you want this?"
zhongli wanted to make sure, gazing from under his thick lashes as you propped yourself up with your arms, returning his call. "i do, please touch me."
he laughed at your words, a little coquettish, outlining the inside of your folds and gently massaging the spongy spot with your flesh engulfing his finger pads.
in under a heart beat, he drew his face close again, there was nothing that could've prepared you for the pleasure he was about to inflict on you. You were quick to twist your hand into his hair as he began to plant a couple of kisses on your wet core, inducing tiny whimpers off your throat.
the strength that was imbued behind his clasp on you was nothing that would ever make you uncomfortable, ever.
for zhongli, you were his angelic spouse, his loved one and he handled you as such, with serious devotion, his breathing too, tiptoeing on your skin and electrifying a heart stirring sensation deep into the furthest depths of your belly.
he slowly slides his tongue on your pulsing pussy, you were excessively wet which made it possible for him to taste your slick immediately, drinking in the pure pleasure of your essence.
zhongli's eyes are closed in concentration and his mouth was parted, his tongue wiggling its tip past your dripping folds to catch the spongy spots, multiplying his tempo as his arms around your hips tightened.
your body responded - or at least made an attempt to respond to him in ways where words weren't needed, not that you were able to say anything in the first place.
your back arched off the cold desk with your hand further twisting through his hair, dragging him near you.
at his precise targetting, your heart clenched deep in your chest, his wet tongue hit all the right aching places in your cunt.
placing enough attention in your expressions made it possible for zhongli to target every area that had you hopelessly gushing around his tongue, had you screaming his name in downright enjoyment.
"r-right there." you're whispering through a broken moan," there!" you mewled again, accentuating your breathless words and begging that he, hopefully, had heard you through the rasping current of your violent sobbing.
zhongli lightly raised his brow and flicked his tongue faster as to try to find out which spot you meant or if it's the place he currently was remotely digging his wet muscle right into, his fingers dancing on your shuddering thighs.
you held your breath, kept yourself still and indulged in his mouth wrapping around your clit, suckling on your sickly sweet nerves, further eliciting the satisfying tingle on your skin.
"do you enjoy this?" zhongli heaved, for a second stilling his mouth on your soaked pussy while blowing cold air on the swollen flesh.
he tore every square of control off your body with his sly tricks, tore it off you without an inch of leniency, he was undoubtedly smothering into you and slurping off everything you had gifted him with.
"yes- yes!" a mewl, your response was weak, hardly to be distinguish, "i'm so close, baby." zhongli lightly snickered at your words that he personally found very cute, sweet and so fucking adorable, not to mention at how flustered he would become whenever you referred to him with a pet name.
his flattened tongue was now, dropped heavily into you, flashing its skill into your bristling spots when he moved his hand from your lower stomach to right above your clit, digging his thumb past the flesh to reach your sensitive blotches.
you jolted forward in surprise when he began to rub you fiercely in combination with his maddening strokes, holding you open while you were desperately clasping around his brown hair strands.
zhongli loved when you tightly seized your legs around his head, kept him there, how warm he felt on the inside, aside of how your thighs were perfectly fitting all throughout him, as if you were practically made for him by the heavens.
your slick was gathered on the lower side of his face with his chin taking most of it, the white, almost translucent essence was messily gushing from your flailing hole, your shaking moans coaxing him on to bring you over the edge so you can gingerly release on his face.
at another low groan, the vibrations of it all were hitting your deepest ends, tickling the dense twist in your belly as you started to use his head as you please, without warning feverishly grinding your pussy on his flattened tongue while his nose was ever so often filthily nudging your soiled cunt.
zhongli could only perceive your taste, his mind overtaken by your aura as he started to be surrounded by the natural scent of you.
his hands greedily grabbed onto you to fold you in half as he suddenly stood up from his seat, quickly shaking his head and sloppily lapping your pulsing folds.
"fu-fuck baby!" your attempted screaming fell on deaf ears, truly, the thought of someone catching you during the act was long since thrown out of the window, locked in a vault without caring for the possibility of a negative outcome.
the newfound intensity of his roughened flicks made your eyes dwell with hot tears, turning glassy as you closed them, yet a couple of tears still managed to escape as you approached your sweet release.
your jaw was straining, your mouth hanging low but nothing came out, but you tried, so hard to voice a single word to him, anything so zhongli would know how blissful he made you feel.
your walls tightly squeezed together when you bended your back off the sweat covered desk, your body losing on self control as you began to furiously shiver at your intense orgasm washing over you, catching the entirety of your nerves off guard.
zhongli groaned when he felt you release, slurped your filth off and indulged in you, thoroughly dragged his tongue on your throbbing cunt as he remotely tipped the tip in your tight hole, loudly swallowing your juices and honeyed cries.
he didn't move until you finished, plastering your swollen spots with open mouthed kisses, his warm breathing bringing out a chorus of whispery mewls from your throat.
zhongli was so proud, so persistent to make you cum and have you feel amazing because of him, after all you deserved it, deserved to be pampered and pleasured as much as you desired.
as he felt you calm down, he carefully lifted his head before lazily brushing your slick off with the back of his hand, drawing himself to your face to kindly look at you.
"it seemed you enjoyed yourself." he spoke, quite pleased with how much he was able to get our of you, lovingly dropping a small peck on your pouted lip when you continued to drag your hands over his hair, deepening the kiss.
"thank you for the meal." you sighed out a breathless laugh in surrender at his shameless words, a tiny bit embarrassed when you faintly tasted yourself on his tongue.
"you're crazy."
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Offering to Cook Food and Seeing Your Reaction
ITTO, ALBEDO, ZHONGLI, KAEYA
(Not intended to be reader inserts but you can think of them that way.)
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Experiment Notes
To get a feel for how Itto talks in English dub and try an informal speaking style
To properly appreciate food and incorporate a character’s setting to their dish
To convey key character traits in a short mundane scenario within a small word count
To imply what the other interlocutor said by the character’s reaction and change in topic in the next lines
Content Notes: Albedo’s part shows him being people-pleasing and having difficulty accepting compliments. Zhongli’s part briefly touches on grief and implied character deaths.
ITTO: Cooking Food
You hungry, buddy? Snacks are great but with that sorta growl— Hah! You’re gonna need something more. Well, you’re in luck~ Arataki “Number One Gourmet” Itto knows a whole menu’s worth of dishes by heart. Fried, sauced, pan-seared, you name it!
ITTO: Dish-Tasting
Tastes good, yeah? Heh, when you’ve got a gang to feed, y’learn to whip up bites that’d keep ya full. ‘Course, they come back askin’ for seconds! I know, I know, don’t be shy~ Get in line. I’ll whip up ten more batches! Hahahaha!
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Man, your tummy’s growling—
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I know it tastes amazing.
‘Course it’s good! That’s all these years of cookin’ for the gang! That’s right!
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ITTO
good at cooking snack food for the gang (think 小摊 or 夜宵 sorta food)
Easy to make stuff that are oily and deep fried, going all ham in sauce
huge ego, lighthearted, cares for Arataki gang
It’s quite surface ‘cause that’s what I got from his Voiceline profile
ALBEDO: Cooking Food
You’re hungry? I suppose I’ve carelessly let time slip by indeed… Very well, I’ll prepare some Sunshine Sprat. I imagine you’ll need a larger serving than me with your constant travels. Still, I hope it satisfies your hunger.
ALBEDO: Dish-Tasting
How is it? It may seem simple, but this dish requires slow cooking over low-heat for the butter to melt into the fish completely. I removed the bones and applied seasoning, but it may still be a bit bland for you. …Ah, it’s delicious? Yes, the ingredients are fresh from lakes at the bottom of the mountain. …My cooking skill? The combination of ingredients to create reactions is not unlike alchemy, after all. In any case, is the serving size okay? I don’t have a big appetite, so— …I— Traveler… Erm, excuse my reaction to… Thank you. I’m happy to hear that…
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You’re hungry, you say?
If I may ask, do you prefer Mondstadtian snacks or a full dish? …
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Though seemingly simple, this dish requires
I made sure to remove the bones as they might be unpleasant for you,
…Ah, really? I’m glad it satisfies your hunger, then.
…Ah, it’s delicious? Yes, the combination of ingredients to create reactions is not unlike alchemy.
Because of my skill? It’s nothing.
If you need more— It was the perfect size?
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ALBEDO
Good at making Sunshine Sprats and knows some Mondstadt snacks Klee likes
Quality and elegance over size in cooking
Takes great care in cooking and making sure the one eating is satisfied
(wait, he’s asking a lot of questions, this feels a little extreme, ah but it’s taking care of his friend, so he wants to know despite his lack of experience)
Too worried about others’ reactions and living up to their standards
Explains compliments away by linking cooking to alchemy, but eventually takes compliment for himself
This last part was hard to word
ZHONGLI: Cooking Food
The art of cuisine takes patience and skill, so the preparation cannot be rushed. This soup requires a certain technique and seasoning, but its ingredients are minimal so it will only take six hours to prepare… Although, I’ve been advised to prepare it beforehand so you do not suffer from hunger for so long. Please wait for an hour for the last few ingredients to be fully cooked…
ZHONGLI: Dish-Tasting
At times like this, I look back on memories I’ve shared with my companions. Years pass, yet still I wish to taste wine while sailing away from the harbour… Would you like some? …No, that’s all that I ask for. Being able to share mundane moments with you is what makes them memorable. Even osmanthus flowers are more beautiful in your presence.
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First, one ought to source the fresh bamboo shoots
When preparing dishes, one must have patience
I’d like you to wait a little longer.
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The simple act of sharing a
Years pass, yet still wine tastes the same…
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ZHONGLI
Good at making Slow-Cooked Bamboo Shoot Soup
High quality ingredients, dish has a refined taste that’s complex but not very strong
extra patient, doesn’t mind that something takes 6+ hours to prepare, explains origin of every ingredient
Reminisces on times past and sharing mundane memories with friends
It explores the meaning of the line in the Chinese some more. Here’s a Twitter thread that analyzes the line from the context of the original Chinese poem and also in Zhongli’s setting
Man the bit about sailing across the harbour and drinking wine only makes more sense in Chinese… It’s so bittersweet…
KAEYA: Cooking Food
Oh? Well, you’re in luck. I happen to know a few dishes that pair nicely with wine. …What? You don’t drink? Such a shame that I can’t share this joy with you! Still, I assure you these will be delectable even with apple cider.
KAEYA: Dish-Tasting
What? Surprised that I know how to make ham samples with olives and cooked fish? Hehe, don’t you know Cider Lake provides many ingredients for bar dishes? Of course I can make them anytime I want, but it’s more fun seeing you enjoy them~ Eating with good buddies tops even the best of wine, wouldn’t you say?
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Well, I’d say we deserve a break after all this work today.
Such a shame that you can’t enjoy the full experience with me!
Well, I assure you these ones will satisfy you even with apple cider.
KAEYA
good at cooking 下酒菜 (like fried vegetables and fish)
(German ham samples, olives, and cooked fish)
Always knows the best alcohol to pair with the dish
Teases, lazy about work, but confident in his cooking skills while praising the taste of wine
Puts emphasis on praising the Traveler’s presence
Drops a line about how it always tastes better with friends around
The line between explicitly complimenting the Traveler and implying his loneliness is so damn thin
I am flattered writing this
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KINGDOM OF CITRINE
BUNGO STRAY DOGS.
Headcanon:
Bungo Stray Dogs with a Tall Boyfriend.
Bungo Stray Dogs as Yandere's - Part 1.
ARMED DETECTIVE AGENCY :
Dazai Osamu
1 - Yandere Dazai Osamu
2- Dazai asking his boyfriend to have a double suicide.
Kunikida Doppo
Edogawa Ranpo
Ranpo with a tall male Reader
Atsushi Nakajima
Miyazawa Kenji
Tanizaki Jun'ichirō
Fukuzawa Yukichi
PORT MAFIA
Michizō Tachihara
Ryunosuke Akutagawa
Chūya Nakahara
Chuuya with a Male Reader who cracks cheesy puns.
Ōgai Mori
DECAY OF ANGELS
Fyodor Dostoevsky
Nikolai Gogol
Sigma
Others:
Edgar Allan Poe
Poe and his imagination
Sakunosuke Oda
Ango Sakaguchi
Shibusawa
GENSHIN IMPACT.
Mondstadt -
Nation of Freedom ruled by the Anemo Archon. Barbatos.
Venti
Kaeya
Diluc
Albedo
Liyue-
Nation of Contracts ruled by the Geo Archon.
Morax.
Zhongli
Xiao
Baizhu
Inazuma-
Nation of Eternity ruled by the Electro Archon.
Raiden Shogun.
Kamisato Ayato
Thoma
Arattaki Itto
Heizou
Kaedehara Kazuha
Gorou
Sumeru-
Nation of Wisdom ruled by the Dendro Archon.
Kusunali.
Tighnari
Cyno
Al-Haitam
Kaveh
Fatui Harbingers-
Under the influence of the Tsaritsa.
Pierro
Capitano
II Dottore
Pantalone
Tartaglia
Scaramouche
Khaenri'ah
A nation with no God.
Dainsleif
Aether (neutral/rumored)
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Cat Boi Interlude-Xiao & Zhongli/Childe Story
This was supposed to be a story of Xiao and Scara together but ended up writing the lead up to Xiao coming to y/n house
When Zhongli told Xiao he was going to be living with y/n and their cat boy Scaramouche, he panicked, asking Zhongli over and over again if he was sick of taking care of him, or did his fiance convince him to finally remove him.
"No, no," Zhongli reassured him by ruffling Xiao's head. "Y/n is an amazing colleague and she deeply cares for her cat boy, Scaramouche, so I figured that since there's going to be a lot of chaos while we move into Childe's house, I want you to be safe and away from it all. Movers can be quite loud, if I'm going to be very honest."
Xiao's ears droop; it finally happened. Zhongli was using moving as a means to get rid of him, just like his old owners had done. The cat boy's eyes welled up in tears, his vision becoming blurry, and he even started to hyperventilate. Zhongli couldn't be doing this right? He loved Xiao, right? Was Childe more important than Xiao? What was Zhongli's hidden motive of taking Xiao in to begin with?
His thoughts started spinning out of control, but Zhongli patted his head once more, knowing what to do to soothe the poor panicking cat boy. "You'll be fine," Zhongli whispered into Xiao's ear. "Just be yourself and be polite to your hosts. I'll try to come see you when I can."
Xiao nodded, preparing for the worst and what to do when y/n wasn't around. He liked video games a decent amount, plus he enjoyed reading as well. Being a cat boy, he often could not resist the urge to play with yarn or other toys. However, Xiao didn't pack any of these things because he didn't want to be seen as childish or worse yet: have them broken by y/n or the other cat boy.
What was the other cat boy like? Would they get along? What if the other cat boy had a personality like Childe? That would be the worst. Childe was loud and boisterous and overly friendly, which caused Xiao to clam up inside, unsure of how to go with the flow of conversations.
He felt uncertain about living with another cat person again, worrying it would bring back memories of his adopted siblings. Would the other boy be easy going or rigid?
As Xiao was laying on his bed, dealing with his ruminating thoughts, Childe knocked on his door, causing the poor cat boy to almost jump out of his fur. Xiao glared at him, blaming the ginger in his mind for why Zhongli was abandoning him. Childe asked for permission to come in, and Xiao begrudgingly allowed him in his space. The ginger sat backwards in the chair that was across from the cat boy’s bed.
"Hey, comrade," Childe says meekly, smiling and unsure how to approach the subject. "I really enjoy having you here and I wouldn't tell Zhongli to get rid of you. In fact, we are moving to a bigger house and you'll have not only your own bedroom room, but an entertainment room as well, lined with bookcases for your manga and a huge TV for your video game consoles.” Xiao’s ears flicked happily at this offer, although he watched the taller man for any signs that he was lying or deceiving him. Although Childe’s eye didn’t hold that much light to them, Xiao had become very perceptive of when he was lying or hiding something from him.
When Xiao couldn’t detect that Childe was lying, his eyes lit up slightly, tail swinging back and forth, but only just a bit. He was excited to have an entertainment room and his own bedroom, but the ginger would still be there, making moves on his master, touching his master, and above all: taking his master’s attention away from the poor cat boy. Xiao was not unloved by any means, he was just over protective of Zhongli and possibly over devoted so that Zhongli had no reason to throw him out.
“Are your bags packed? Did you need anything extra for the time you’re at y/n house?” Childe asked, attempting to pet Xiao’s head, but Xiao swatted his hand away, eyes narrowed. How dare someone touch him that wasn’t his master?
Later that night, Xiao heard his master and Childe talking about y/n and how grateful they were that they were taking Xiao in while they move. However, due to Xiao's above average hearing(even by cat boy standards) he heard Childe mumble something about how he would miss Xiao, but was grateful that the two lovers would get some time alone together. It was at this notion that Zhongli reprimanded him harshly, saying that while yes, time alone would be nice, Xiao is still part of the family and that the ginger shouldn't be so quick to dismiss the cat boy's presence.
The day of going to y/n had arrived. Xiao was nervous to the point of emotionally shutting down and stroking his tail to try and calm down. His ears were alert, trying to detect any instance of relief that he would be away for a month, however, the only sign of joy Zhongli showed was that Xiao might be able to make a friend. Xiao's nerves hit a fever pitch getting out of the car, almost to the point of falling out.
"Did you want me to knock or did you want to do it?" Zhongli gently asked.
Xiao's ears pressed against his head in embarrassment. "You do it," He mumbled.
"Very well."
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sunshine of my lifetime (in another life)
a zhongxiao au taking place in the 2000s with a murder mystery, a band and fluff
#genshin#genshin impact#zhongxiao#zhongli#xiao#fic#fanfic#fan fiction#fanfiction#genshin fanfic#my fics#writing
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Looking For Those Interested In A Zhongli x Tartaglia Writing Event ✨
Hello everyone! I was thinking of starting up a writing event for the Zhongli x Tartaglia ship sometime soon. I don't have the details fully planned out yet but it is something I have in progress. It's planned to be an 18+ Discord server though since some works people do may be for mature audiences only.
If you are interested in participating in the event, please reach out to me in DM or send me an Ask Me. I'll pretty much notify you when I finally open up the event, its Tumblr, and the event Discord.
#zhongchi#tartali#fandom#genshin fandom#writing event#zhongli#tartaglia#fan fiction#fanfiction#discord event
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Chapters: 2/?
Fandom: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Tartaglia | Childe/Zhongli (Genshin Impact)
Characters: Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact), Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Xiao | Alatus (Genshin Impact), Xinyan (Genshin Impact), Ganyu (Genshin Impact)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Top Tartaglia | Childe/Bottom Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Assassins & Hitmen, Organized Crime, Espionage, Corporate Espionage, Age Difference, Semi-Public Sex, Sexting, Masturbation, Blow Jobs in a Car, Tartaglia | Childe is Called Ajax (Genshin Impact), Childe is Zhongli's mid-life crisis, Tartaglia | Childe is a Mess (Genshin Impact), they're both bad at feelings, Drug Use, Rivals With Benefits, Blood and Violence
Series: Part 4 of the 'wings'verse
Summary:
Preliminary research had given Ajax a mere glimpse of Zhongli’s personality. He was something of a hermit, appearing at charity functions and official events as required, but otherwise minding his own business. There were multiple profiles of him dating back to when he’d assumed control of Rex Lapis. Plenty of people had stories about him while little came from the man’s own mouth. And what did come out was polished to a bright, unassailable sheen.
To Ajax, that meant Zhongli had a lot to hide. He was going to have fun with this one.
Ajax's assignment is simple: get close to the CEO of Rex Lapis, then kill him when the time is right. That's easier said than done, though. Ajax knows it's going to take all of his wit and charm (don't laugh) to reach the reclusive mogul. Luckily, the job comes with a few perks. For one, Zhongli is irresistably hot. He's also just as sharp as he looks, which makes for an especially exciting challenge.
Sleeping with your target is a dangerous game, and the longer Ajax plays it, the higher the stakes. As it turns out, both he and Zhongli have more to lose than their lives.
#tartali#chili#genshin impact#fan fiction#zhongli#childe#tartaglia#realized I forgot to post about this here
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Just got some raspberry tea✌️😘
I am ready to fight God
#MWAHAHA#why howl jenkins kinda😏😏😏#anyways time to spend this Sunday reading only the finest fan of fictions while I chug my aforementioned raspberry tea#I love Zhongli
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Pen and Paper
Requested By: Multiple anonymous users.
CW: Slightly suggestive. It mentions authors writing nsfw fanfic
Note: You all are crazy 💀 I got like seven requests for a part two ever since I posted about character’s writing fanfic about the creator. Most of them were the same so I decided to combine them.
Based off this post, but can be read as a standalone post
As established in the first part, people enjoy reading fanfics about you. However what we didn’t talk about are the authors of these books.
I think you already know but there are three known authors who write books about you, Yae Miko, Xingqiu, and Albedo.
All of them have their own way of making their writings unique.
Xingqiu writes platonic Creator fan-fiction, some people want to imagine you as their best friend or even as their parent. Having a familial connection to you is what some readers strive to have.
Albedo is the only one including art in his books, kinda like the pov fanarts you’ll see. Only problem with this is Albedo doesn’t make many copies of his books so getting your hand on one is a feat in itself. They go for lots of mora, very few people can afford it and they people who can, hoard them. (Ehem, Ninnguang, Ayato and Pantalone 💀)
Yae runs a publishing house and is the editor for many people’s work. So if anyone has an original idea for a story, it would be her. She is also the one everyone sends their work to so it can be published.
The Archons are a different case. They don’t have to read self-insert stories about you because there are definitely people writing Creator x Archon stories. Some of them are horribly out of character since not many people have interacted with their Archon and only have other writings to go off of. But that doesn’t stop them from getting the books. Ei, Zhongli, and Venti like reading romantic books about you. Nahida doesn’t read fanfics about you often, but when she wants to know more about human nature, she’ll read some about you being her parent.
Now onto what everyone requested. You reading these fanfics.
Like I mention before, once you arrive to Teyvat there not going to try and hide these fanfics from you. They just doesn’t expect you to see them.
But you do. In fact, you read them.
To make matters worse you read them in public. Out loud.
Once the acolytes notice what you’re reading out loud they’re mortified. We’re you punishing them? Or do you find humor in reading these? Many characters are ready to get on their knees and apologize for reading these books, they don’t want you to be disgusted with them or get on your bad side. They’d be so sad!
If the authors of these books caught wind that you’ve read their books, they’ll be slightly embarrassed as well. It feels sacrilegious to think of you in such a manner but can you really blame them?
If you ask them to stop writing, they’ll stop publishing the fanfics… what you don’t know won’t hurt you :)
If you don’t care or even encourage it, then many more people will begin writing fanfics. Mostly with the hopes that you’ll read it. Perhaps if they pour their feelings onto paper you’ll notice how they feel for you?
Albedo would ask if you would model for one of his books. He’s drawn you multiple times but if you’re right in front of him, he knows he can make it more accurate. (Please let him, he’s begging with his eyes)
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Slight nsfw behind this point, if that’s not your cup of tea, you may take your leave.
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Of course if fanfics exist, so does nsfw fanfics.
You know how in the bookstores they have adult books wrapped in plastic? Yeah, the nations would also put their own barrier so the wrong audience don’t end up grabbing it.
These are the books they do not want you finding. Just imagine the look on their faces if they see you with one of those books.
Before you descended finding these books were almost impossible, many people weren’t sure what you looked like. All they had were scriptures of what your heavenly form looked like and ancient drawings of you that was hard to get your hands on unless you had some kind of power in the nations.
However once they get to see you with their own eyes…
Yeah they’re horknee 💀🙏
Having you in such a provocative way is something for their wildest imagination, so they will use these books to fill that void.
Dom Creator, Sub Creator… you name it. You can find it.
These books cannot be checked out at any library. No one wants a sticky book returned, have some mercy on your librarian.
I apologize for that sentence above 😭
Anyways, could you imagine finding your favorite of age character reading one of these books? They’ll try to quickly hide it a dark blush on their face as they apologize to you for reading such content.
But what makes them blush even darker is when you offer to recreate whatever they’re reading in real life. They’re stuttering and their bodies are trembling, but they aren’t going to deny such an offer from their dearest Creator.
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taking fate into one's own hands
05—compromise
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Morax does not press you for a response as to what you plan to do regarding your shopping. A day passes and if he's honest, he finds it strange that you choose to silently cope with the little you have rather than reach out to him and ask for help. In fact, the help you brought with you seems to be more comfortable in the new surroundings than you are, fitting perfectly in with the staff.
“She will not engage with me.” Morax says to a frustrated Xiao, running a hand through his untied hair. A few unread letters litter his otherwise pristine desk, and the sleeves of his casual gear displace them further as he moves them out of his eyeline. His statement, despite not having the intended effect, is meant to calm Xiao somehow—to show him that the current lack of progress is not from a lack of trying. “I cannot help a person who does not desire it.”
“Then you should consider engaging with her.” Xiao’s hands remain firmly clasped behind his back. Morax might not be as much of a stickler for tradition as many think, but in situations like these, it’s best to err on the side of caution. Especially when Xiao is telling him something that he very likely does not want to hear.
“It is not my intention to smother her. She does not have to like me.” Morax says through gritted teeth. “We do not have to be friends.”
Xiao pointedly ignores the tension in the king’s frame. Perhaps he isn't lying, and he truly does not care whether you like him or not, but the origin of the king’s frustration is a topic of his curiosity.
“Some might say you are as stubborn as she is. Perhaps you might use that similarity to understand what she is experiencing.”
Morax looks at Xiao properly then, and Xiao expects to hear a light-hearted reprimand, but it does not come. Instead, he hears a quiet, defeated, exhale.
Alanna too, finds herself curious at your actions. You have been taking your meals in your room after the dinner you had with his majesty, and if she had not known that you were out of fresh clothes to wear, she might have assumed that he had offended you somehow.
“Your Highness,” she starts, but the look you give her from across the room cuts her off.
“Please speak freely. I no longer possess the title you address me with.” you say quietly, sitting up from your sprawled position on your bed.
Alanna clears her throat. “Is spending time with the king so agonising that you’d rather don the same sleep gown for consecutive days than be with him?”
You sigh and close the cover of the book Alanna had kindly found for you whilst exploring the grounds. “I do not enjoy relying on others. If I were to go out to town, I would be forced to wear what I wore when we arrived. I will not be caught in such a predicament.”
In Alanna's opinion, your thought process will not serve you in the long term. In fact, the longer you spend refusing to leave, the harder it will be to express your needs when push ultimately comes to shove.
“Perhaps you ought to take the steps necessary to make your time here more agreeable.” Alanna notes the glare you send her way and sighs. “I am not suggesting you seduce him.”
“And I thank the Archons for that.”
“But I am suggesting that you use this opportunity to make a friend.”
“I do not lack friends.” You reply petulantly. However, having grown up with Alanna, you know you cannot conceal the truth from her. You had never truly ventured out of the palace’s territory unless it was on royal excursions, be it recreational or for charitable deeds. Perhaps you thought you were friends with the palace staff, but they likely thought of you as the child of their employer and nothing more than that, regardless of how friendly you were.
“Count them.” Alanna smiles. “And you are not to include me.”
Alanna chuckles at your silence, and the petulant look on your face as you try and fail to count a single friend you have. “Perhaps you might consider making your first friend today.” Alanna starts. You know where she’s going wit this and you glance at her incredulously. “He is not poisonous.”
“But he is unpredictable. He claims he does not want me as his wife, yet he invites me to dinner. He claims he will protect my family anyhow, yet will not allow me to remain with them. He is contrary, and that scares me.”
Alanna can’t help but stare at you. You are a completely different woman from the one who left her home less than a week ago. You never would have dared to utter the words you are now. You would have chosen instead to hold it in until your dying breath and never mention your feelings to anyone. And although she wishes she could have been the person to bring out this side of you and not him, she is glad that it has happened. Before Alanna can comment on this, there’s a knock at the door, and she excuses herself to the bathroom.
“Who is it?” you call out, adjusting your robe. It is unseemly to answer a door in such a state of disarray, but when you’re insisting on being this stubborn, there’s nothing else that can be done.
“Do you have visitors here often enough that you feel the need to differentiate between each one?” Morax replies, and you scowl at him from behind the door. If you had opened the door, you might have noticed the mirth and teasing in his eyes. Why must he have an answer for everything? Your silence seems to say enough to him, and he continues to speak. “Forgive me if I am speaking out of turn, but I am concerned for you. It is not healthy to be confined in your room for such a long period of time.”
“You are concerned for my wellbeing?”
“Yes.”
“You were not worried when you removed me from my home.” You hiss. Perhaps you are lucky that you cannot open the door in your current state of undress, for uttering these words to his face might have proved difficult. “You were not worried when you bought me like bread in a marketplace.”
“You seem to misunderstand my actions.”
“What is there to misunderstand? You claim you will take care of my kingdom regardless of whether I marry you or not, but yet, I am still here. What good does it serve you to house a woman you have no intention of marrying? Do you not see how that might cause someone discomfort?”
“The situation is tense. It is not my place to speak on a subject that does not concern me.”
“You cannot tell me the reason why I have been uprooted from my home, but you can pester me incessantly. You claim it does not concern you, but here I am, in your territory.” you scoff.
“I am not in a position where I can tell you the information you are asking of me. I apologise. However, I cannot allow you to rot in your room out of hatred for me. I do not ask that you conceal or manipulate your feelings towards me, but I ask that you don't allow them to cause you harm.”
“My feelings cannot harm me anymore than you would.”
Morax’s sigh is exasperated, tired. He cannot reason with someone who does not want to be reasoned with. But he cannot allow you to return home any time soon, and when you can return, your people will need you more than ever. It is in your best interests that he provides you a place to thrive. And that he will do. He will succeed. He has never once failed before.
“I understand that your assistant has requested some clothes for you. My reason for being here is to deliver them to you.” Aside from the fact that you’re surprised Alanna was comfortable enough with others in the palace already to ask for such things from you, you’re surprised that the request was passed to the king himself. Surely a task like this is below his pay grade.
“Am I to believe that you don’t pay people to cover such menial tasks?”
“You are to believe that I do not have any ill will towards you.” He says lowly. “And if I had, you would have fallen victim to it already.”
His words render you silent as you consider them. It makes sense. Despite all the inconsistencies and things you don't understand, this line of reasoning makes sense to you. Is he truly just doing this out of the kindness of his own heart? Is he that kind of person?
You sigh heavily and open the door. Morax extends the package of clothes out to you, and you thank him. Perhaps if you weren't so occupied with your thoughts, you might have noticed the way his eyes scan you, taking stock of everything to make sure you truly aren't harmed.
“While I understand your desire to remain cautious—” He starts, but you cut him off.
“You are right. I was being unreasonable.” You hold the clothes to your chest.
“Those are not the words I would have used,” Morax chuckles, and the sound is so new to you that you forget what you were about to say. His expression softens slightly, and you find yourself looking at a version of him that you haven't seen before. “I have finished my duties for today, so if you wish to have a look around the palace or the harbour, I would be happy to accompany you. Or if you’d rather not—”
notes: the problem with me is that everything i write goes slightly to the left so although reader TECHNICALLY expressed a desire to go shopping on her own she didn't cause no clothes
Taglist: @tartigglez @ainescribe @blue-sapphire-ink
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𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐬.
Warning: Yandere behavior, but we all know I always write Yandere on Tumblr. No specified gender for you. Also, reader with my personality again— since some people liked it very much.
Edit: I forgot to say the kids in Genshin are all platonic 💀
Teyvat is aware of their divine using them as a vessel. Teyvat is aware Celestia cannot defeat you either… As Celestia was obviously made by you. However, you have some concerning habits… Some are very very cute in your harem’s eyes ~ While some makes them worry for your health.
You have a problem with making your Genshin self-insert insert having such a gruesome backstory, it makes them wanna cry and hug your self-insert in their world. Apparently, your insert is indeed inserted in the game— ahah, when you shut off the screen and log off of course ♡
Perhaps, let’s say Zhongli would pick up on how you eat a lot of food… It amazes him. You even have a lot of mora, that you only spend it on food and nothing else. It… Does make him worry— But Yanfei would definitely sign the chefs to make your favorite dishes, just in case ~
Xingqiu would pick up on how you write an unfamiliar word called “Fan-fictions”. It has some Japanese words such as “Yandere” and “Tsundere”. He listened further into your works, and goodness, he has never felt so called out in his entire life when you specifically explained what Yanderes are. If you liked writing about Yanderes… You wouldn’t mind him being one for you, would you?
Childe would laugh his ass off whenever he hears you talking constantly to yourself, pretending as if you’re responding to them. But this makes him think you’re trying to communicate with him and Teyvat, makes his heart sore so much. You’re so sweet and acknowledging everyone, specifically him. ♡
Characters such as Pantalone and Baizhu have a realization you love spending Primogems on wishes, and always wasting them. So what do they do? Mischievously somehow gain Primogems for you, which you didn’t complain about at all.
People also have heard about your hatred towards Albert for being a creepy stalker. Now, this made Mondstadt furious at Albert. Not only does he stalk poor Barbara, he even dared to boldly disappoint you. (Barbatos killed him ehe)
Barbara has never felt so loved this much, she wants to bawl her eyes out — to show how much she loves and adores you.
Characters like Razor and Raiden Ei have come to realization you love sleeping around so much, they’ve gotten to know you sleep in work from time to time whenever it’s break. They take this advantage to make a setup room for you, where either of them can hold you in their arms and cuddle as they sleep against you.
Beidou, Lisa and Yae Miko would often see that you especially get easily injured. I’m not saying they’re the only ones terrified— trust me, many people in Teyvat are going to kill whoever hurt you,,, but they are the ones who ends up hearing about your condition. They’re so worried when they find out you don’t scream in pain, nor do you care about it because you’ve always been clumsy since childhood. They’re so worried, they might have a heart attack someday.
The Adeptus’ pick on the fact you like listening to “8-bit” version of music… It sounds hard to play, but they can’t deny you did have taste in music. Makes the guy from Lantern lite quest more inretested with you, and wishes to know you more! Or more so… Perhaps Enjou would take interest in this.~ He’s just as silly as you, why not?
Dainsleif notices how you stare at his character with adoration and love his design oh so much, that he also knows you love drawing, just like Albedo. Hearing this, Albedo loves you to death, like… Literally.
Aether hearing you’re also unstoppable that even Unknown God can’t stop you? Goodness this boy is falling in a deep rabbit hole for falling for you~!
Paimon sees you as a mother/father figure too honestly… Paimon relates to you so much about food, and always gets so happy when you agreed by getting food. Despite your tired expression, she just wants to cry because you did not once call her an “Emergency food”.
How about your complex theories? Tighnari and Al-haitham will have a whole set of a store with written details about your theories. You did die when Teyvat was made, so makes sense why you didn’t know everything. (…. You ate popcorn and watched your show as Archon war was a thing.) Every theories, is about very interesting things.
Snezhnaya and Tsaritsa would be so happy when they find out your world was filled with snow (to those who live in a snowy weather like me), and would flex it off to other nations like cocky little bastards. They see this as a blessing, and would try getting to know your culture by just the fact you and them have snow. That would mean you wouldn’t be cold in their place, right?
How about Fontaine being in horror when they find about your Creepypasta and FnaF books? They’ll keep themselves aware of the woods and will isolate any innocent beings from anywhere that involves woods and trees. Jeff the killer and Jeffrey C. Hodek (canon Jeff) definitely traumatized numerous of the people in Fontaine, considering their skins got burned a lot.
Yelan being also surprised she and other rich people in Teyvat, are in fact not the richest people in their own world after learning that… Moras aren’t actually real money? I can see Mona laughing at their misery, even though she’s sad she doesn’t exist literally in your world. How the fuck is she supposed to kiss hug you huh?
Venti and Nahida being so drawn to your morning voice, hearing you cursing as they didn’t know what the meanings behind those languages meant. Nahida would stare at your face in awe, listening to your stories as Venti would too, making a song about it probably— only for it to go downfall when they realize you occasionally hurt yourself in work. They’re horrified. YOU FELL OFF THE STAIRS??! They’re gonna faint.
Cyno who is in love with a heated face when he learns you love jokes, hearing you making a dark humor that just has him down bad for you— and ends up laughing. Your dark humor never goes too far, and he just loves it that you can accept his jokes. He is definitely going to be very loyal towards you…
Imagine Scaramouche/Wanderer lovingly gazing at your side view as you try to do makeup real quickly before playing your game. It didn’t matter. He loved your little habit of always doing your makeup first— and then play. He’s patient, and will always try his best… Ends up killing Hilichurls under one second, oops~
With everyone in Teyvat learning about your habits, learning about your talents…
They officially are definitely in love with you. They will always love you. They know when it’s you, even if someone tries to look like you and act like you to get attention. It will never work. They don’t care what form you take, because they’re obsessed and in love with the idea of you. They will only love you, you you you. You’re genderless? They’ll love you, you’re a bully? They’ll love you. It doesn’t matter what form you take.
They will always love you, [Name].
I wanna do a small love hc with Dainsleif and Pantalone x reader because I’m in love with them ♡ but I also wanna do persona insert x canon… Man.
#various x reader#various#yandere x reader#sagau x reader#yandere sagau genshin impact#genshin impact sagau#sagau cult au#sagau brainrot#yandere sagau#sagau fluff#sagau headcanons
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Characters: Zhongli, Traveler (unspecified), Paimon
Warnings: Generally fluffy. Paimon is unknowingly a bit transphobic at one point but she apologizes in the end. Zhongli connects gods/religion to gender (in an inclusive light) as an ex-Archon.
Notes: Chinese dialogue/script with English translation. For clarification, please see translation notes at the end on pronouns in Chinese.
钟离性别认同(非公式设定)
钟离：如果指的是「性别」的话… 便称呼我为ta。
旅行者：Ta？请问指的是男性还是女性的…唔，难道，钟离先生是中性…？
钟离：「男」…「女」…「中」性指的是…？
派蒙：咦？难道钟离先生不知道男性女性是什么意思吗？
钟离：是否为一种「契约」？
派蒙：咦？这个… 喂，帮帮我呀，旅行者！
旅行者：「契约」…可以说「性别认同」是「与自己定下的契约」… 对吧…？？
钟离：嗯？
旅行者：觉得自己是男或者女…X性别…唔，等等——
钟离：你已经知道「岩王帝君」拥有人形与龙形。神灵，人类…我只是想知道作为「人」是什么意思。
旅行者：哈哈，好吧。钟离先生就是钟离先生。
派蒙：这不就是简单了嘛！呵呵。
旅行者：性别这种事可是很复杂的哦，派蒙。
派蒙：为… 为什么用那种「眼神」看我…？
钟离：「眼神」…虽然我还是不太了解「性别」之事…可是仙家与人类双方都活在众神与他人的「眼神」之下。是神是人，是男是女…每个人都拥有，嗯，「权利」与自己定下「身份的契约」。呵…那位风色诗人或许会这样说吧…嗯？旅行者，你听到这，又为何流泪呢？
旅行者：没，没什么。只是…有点感动。钟离先生…说的好。
派蒙：呜…当着你的面说出那种话真是对不起，钟离先生…以后说话之前我会好好想一想的…
Zhongli’s Gender Identity (Headcanon)
English Translation
Zhongli: If you mean “gender” then… Please refer to me with the pronouns “ta”.*
Traveler: “Ta”? May I ask if you mean the male or female… Wait, unless, you mean the gender-neutral one, Zhongli-xiansheng?
Zhongli: “Male”… “Female”… “Gender-neutral”..?
Paimon: Wha? Do you not understand the concepts of male and female, Zhongli-xiansheng?
Zhongli: Is it perhaps a type of “contract”?
Paimon: Wha? Uhh… Hey, help Paimon out here, Traveler!
Traveler: “Contract”… I guess you can say “gender identity” is “a contract with yourself”… I think…??
Zhongli: Hm?
Traveler: Feeling like you’re male or female… non-binary… Uh, wait, I mean—
Zhongli: As you already know, Yanwang Dijun processes both a human form and a dragon form. Concepts such as gods or humankind… I merely wish to know what it means to be a “mortal”.
Traveler: Haha, alright then. Zhongli-xiansheng is just Zhongli-xiansheng.
Paimon: See! Now that’s easier to understand! Hehe.
Traveler: You know, gender identity is actually a really complicated concept, Paimon.
Paimon: Wha… What’s with that look in your eye…?**
Zhongli: A “look” in one’s “eye”… I’ve yet to understand the concept of “gender”… However, Adepti and humans both live under the “eyes” of the gods and others. Deity or mortal, male or female… Everyone has the, ahem, “freedom” to sign “a contract of identity” with themselves.*** Heh… Perhaps this is how that Windborne Bard would put it… Hm? And why do you shed tears at this, Traveler?
Traveler: It… It’s nothing. I’m just… kind of touched. That was a wonderful speech, Zhongli-xiansheng…
Paimon: Oh… Paimon’s very sorry for saying that to your face, Zhongli-xiansheng… Paimon will think before she speaks from here on…
Translation Notes
*他/她/它 — Mandarin Chinese equivalents of the English he/she/it pronouns all have the same pronunciation of “ta1”.
In my experience, “ta” (written using English letters) is commonly used as a third-person gender-neutral pronoun in Chinese.
(Less common is x也, which uses the character on the left found in 他/她 but replaces the gendered radical on the left with the neutral x).
Since in spoken Mandarin Chinese, the three listed pronouns are all pronounced the same, Zhongli and the Traveler have a little misunderstanding.
**There’s a significant wordplay in Chinese that’s difficult to convey in translation.
In the Chinese line, Paimon uses the term 眼神 in “为… 为什么用那种「眼神」看我…？” This is translated to “What’s with that look in your eye…?”
The term is made up of the hanzi characters for “eye” and “god” (the same characters in the Chinese term for a Vision, 神之眼, literally “Eye of God”).
Zhongli also uses 眼神 in the line “「眼神」… 可是仙家与人类双方都活在众神与他人的「眼神」之下” . This is translated to “A “look” in one’s “eye” … However, Adepti and humans both live under the “eyes” of the gods and others.”
Previously I had tried translating it to “Why… Why are you looking at Paimon like that?” and “‘Looking’ at someone … However, Adepti and humans both live under the ‘eyes’ of the gods and others” but the wordplay didn’t work very well.
***In the original Chinese line, Zhongli says “每个人都拥有，嗯，「权利」与自己定下「身份的契约」。” 权利 refers to a “right” (to define one’s own identity, in this context), but Zhongli uses it to mean “freedom”, which he recognizes is Venti’s ideal as an Archon. This is why he hesitates to use it, and also why he indirectly refers to Venti (“that Windborne Bard”) immediately after.
#dusk fan writing#zhongli#traveler#paimon#genshin impact#headcanon#原神#钟离#旅行者#派蒙#fan fiction#genshin fic#genshin translation#(hm. even though I wrote this myself...)
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death finds me with my arms open —
in which grimreaper!zhongli finds ajax on his last day of life
cw: suicide
"a grim reaper?"
the grim reaper was never called to a place without a corpse.
he was at the rooftop of a tall apartment complex, a ginger haired boy sat on the edge next to him.
"why are you here?" the reaper turns to the boy.
"to watch the stars. care to join me?" the boy cocks his head with a grin in return.
the immortal didnt have much reason to refuse. he was called here for a reason, and his best lead was this human.
"i suppose." he took a seat across from the blue eyed male, giving him a curious eye. "what is your name?"
the boy hummed, as if thinking over the question; over something so simple? "i go by many. which one would you like to know?"
the reaper made a face, thinking over the odd response. "your name. whichever belongs to who i am talking to."
the stranger snickered, amused. " ..childe." he paused. "do you have a name?"
"i have.. many as well." the reaper found a curious smile crawling on his face. multiple names for an immortal were not an oddity, but for a mortal human.. "which one would you like to know?"
ajax grins. "whichever one is yours."
"morax." he responds with a bemused expression. "my name."
"you are a reaper, are you not?" childe observes the long tail curled behind him, the tall striking horns, and the amber hued slits in his eyes. grim reapers were of fiction, supposedly, yet one stood right before him.
"yes." morax confirmed. "i'm not sure why im here, however."
"have you ever been called for deaths that will happen? like, in advance? or to prevent them, even." the ginger's eyes glimmer with something morax can't quite figure out.
"i can't say i have, for the former." morax pauses. "our job is to collect the remains of the dead and let them pass on in peace, for the latter. we have no role in interrupting their demise, it would upset the flow of nature."
childe hums, eyes downcast to the bustling city. "ah, yes, i suppose you would be a guardian angel, in that case. it would be quite nice if mine showed up."
morax watches for a second or two. "are you up here to kill yourself?"
the ginger snickers once more. "i wouldnt put it so bluntly. id call it a graceful plummet to my inevitable end, but yes, if you must know. i am."
the reaper's eyebrows crease and he huffs begrudgingly. these sorts of humans were the kind he disliked.
childe quirks an eyebrow. "what, not a fan?"
"hardly. i have no interest to tolerate mortal tomfoolery and their nonsensical gambles."
"gee, strong opinions on something you have no place in. you can't interfere with the flow of nature, remember?" the human repeats, almost mockingly.
morax grumbles in response, his tail flattening on the concrete ground behind him. "you seem to have recognized me immediately. a grim reaper, that is."
"oh, i had my phases. i know my fair share of mythology. grim reapers were an especially keen interest of mine."
"why so?" morax replies keenly.
"their physical depictions, they were gorgeous on paper, and even more so in person." childe offers a smirk. "though quite indignant, unfortunately."
the reaper raises a brow. "grim reapers have hardly much to be jolly about, i assure you."
the conversation falls silent for a while, childe's eyes returning to the stars.
"have you ever been in love, morax?"
morax pauses, stills, then his eyes flicker down, an answer in itself almost.
"yes." morax replies, grimly. "i miss her everyday."
"was the pain great?" childe inquires. "when you lost her."
"greater than the wrath of a thousand vengeful gods." he breathes. "light left my world along with her."
"would you have traded your life for hers?" childe inquires.
"in a heartbeat."
"so you would kill yourself for her?"
morax stills. "what?"
"you would end your life for her heart to beat once more." he reiterates. "so you would kill yourself for her?"
morax hesitates. "yes. i.. suppose i would."
"so you would understand, empathize even, as to why im here."
his amber eyes flicker over. "why are you here?"
"i lost someone. just like you. i lost everything when i lost them. now i will finally lose this body too." childe smiles, regretfully.
morax juts out his jaw. "they would not come back, however, unlike your hypothetical for me. do not be foolish."
"true." the mortal replies. "yet there is no purpose for me here anymore. no reason to live."
"i lived." morax replies. "i lived to tell my tale to you. can you not, for someone else?"
"but you cannot die. you do not have the luxury." childe shuts his eyes tight.
morax wavers.
"you will live even as your world reduces to nothing but misery and gore, and you will do nothing but wish wistfully for the luxury of nothingness."
"but you are death itself, and you persist." childe's eyes meet his, pleadingly.
"do not take this luxury away from me. let it embrace me, if not you."
the reaper softens. a breath, then two, then he speaks.
"zhongli."
childe tilts his head inquisitively.
"my name."
the ginger smiles, soft and real and genuine, one of but a hurting boy.
"ajax."
the reaper understands.
"it was nice to meet you, ajax."
"you as well, zhongli."
zhongli's throat wells. "go."
and he does. he flies. he flies gracefully, a plummet towards his death, as inevitable as he wished it to be.
zhongli's heart lurches as ajax's body does, his throat tightens as he hears the air push around the freefall, his chest hitched with sharp pain as he hears the gruesome splat of flesh on concrete floor.
death falls silent, in ironic condolence, as it descends to the end of the line where lost souls meet their ever after.
he reaches out with a palm, and the remains of young life weave between his fingers before settling into the arch of his palm.
he rises, and holds the soul close to his heart.
tomorrow is another day. with another life lost to life itself. this time, this one, he would carry with utmost sorrow, to peace forevermore.
#genshin impact#genshin#zhongli#childe#chili#zhongchi#tartali#zhongchi angst#tartali angst#grim reaper zhongli#my silly billies :(
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“You might've heard of me as a textbook writer on Tome Mastery: A Guide To Advanced Reason Spells. As you might have guessed, I'm also a Blue Lions alumna... That, and I am the current chairperson of the Department of Reason Magic— so I'm plently capable to guide you around the Officer's Academy!"
"Sorry, I'm newly promoted. I nearly forgot that I'm no longer just a professor.”
“But before that, I need to know a few things... You must be...”
18+ years of age. [Minors: Do Not Interact];
And respectful of different ethnicities and other walks of life [Racists/Homophobes: Do Not Interact]
“... to enter and read its contents. I can't guarantee your safety otherwise. Oh, and I'm a rather busy woman, and I don't tolerate nonsense either. Perhaps it comes from being a tactician in the last war. If you have any questions, send a letter. I'll accept inquiries about..."
Greetings and other formalities;
Profile analysis [character brainrots/fic ideas];
and news updates & relevant fun facts about the library to share [irl and fandom related]
“However, I will promptly BURN your letter if it involves...”
Carnal desires [NSFW thirst asks. I'm ace and uninterested in matters of the flesh. Please send that to another fellow fan instead.];
and childish and irrelevant content [copypastas and overall spam is not tolerated.]
“That is all. If you believe I'm rather strict, that stems from years of experience handling groups of people. Failing to lay down groundwork tend to incite attacks on boundaries among members.”
“... Three thousand five hundred men have died because of this on the Fodlan Wars. Let's not repeat those mistakes.”
How to send asks...
For anons: please make up a realistic fake name. It's for the sake of the theme. Example:
Dear Brynlee,
I can't stop brainrotting about Zhongli like what if he's a prince- prince au zhongli with princess consort reader go brrrrrrr like wtf i can't stop thinking about morax girl i need help
Ms. Sophia Pendragon
I won't entertain "can I be 🗣️ anon" asks. This will let me know if an anon read the rules. Plus, I prefer using names rather than scrambling to find emojis instead. I quit my old one despite being a decently "successful" blog because anons do not respect personal boundaries on my asexuality despite it being explicitly written down. This is just an act of self-preservation.
When sending asks please note that this blog is following Three Houses' worldbuilding. Claiming to be a God or some Diety in the asks will certainly follow confused responses as majority of the cast believes only in Sothis. Modern inventions will likely confuse "Brynn" as well. That is all!
P.S: if you wish to talk to me as a creator, address me as Beloved/B rather than Brynn so I know when to break character. Ty!
Anon List...
Riley H. Goodheart
Steven Sterling
Bremen
Lia Tostyava
Reli
Crow
How the blog tags posts...
$ ooc: out of character/setting ramblings (casual talk)
$ brynn's manuscripts: for writing
$ brynn's papers: for art
$ support conversations: for ramblings and general interactions, both fictional and otherwise.
$ A-Support = _____: for mutuals/characters
$ C-Support = Mx. ____: for anons/new friends
$ S-Support = ____: for (romantic) self-ships...
- Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd
- Dainsleif
- Oda Sakunosuke
- Gepard Landau
$ auxiliary missions: ask games or participated events
$ abyss revisited: in-case-you-missed-it reblogs
$ traded tomes: fanfic recommendations
$ traded papers: fanart recommendations
$ traded news: important irl news or other fandom related posts
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perse’s fave reads of may 2023
may is officially over! so here is the may 2023 compilation of my favourite reads this month. these are in no clear order nor ranking, i just thoroughly enjoyed reading these this month.
♡ abyssal love by @calxide — fem!reader
this scaramouche college!au socialmedia!au had me giggling, kicking my feet, gasping and begging for a different ending than what i was thinking of (bonus points, it was a different ending than what i was thinking!) infamously, yes i did prolong releasing one of my own works because i got hooked reading this socmed!au lol.
♡ midnight clemency by @papiliotao — gn!reader
midnight clemency is hurt/comfort headcanons for alhaitham, diluc, kaeya & zhongli that healed my heart a little. it regards established relationships having an argument with positive endings (not clickbait!) so for simps with ✨trauma✨ like myself, i highly recommend reading midnight clemency and crying over how perfect fictional men are.
♡ i like you so much, you’ll know it! by @shanieveh — gn!reader
this set of fluff imagines consists of kaveh, zhongli, kaeya, alhaitham, scaramouche & diluc and it’s literally just a pleasure to read. very sweet and has you kicking your legs i swear ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
♡ fake it till we make it by @kazumist — fem!reader
this scaramouche socialmedia!au is actually ongoing but i think that it definitely deserves a spot on this list (and probably on june’s list too.) it’s a college!au where scaramouche and reader fake date to deal with scara’s fans and it’s a bad idea hehe. i also love all the twt bios they have!
♡ mr. oblivious by @ventismacchiato — gn!reader
i read this on my other account at the start of may and i love it so much so here’s a mention! this is a scaramouche modern teacher!au where their colleagues are lowkey trying to hook em up but they’re actually already married. it has my whole heart. there’s a lot of scaramouche on this list, huh?
i’ll admit this list is fairly short because i got the idea towards the end of this month (and i didn’t want to backtrack through my liked posts) so hopefully next month i’ll be able to praise many more writers on this site during my monthly top reads <3
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