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║Aether║Intertwined Fates

Gender-neutral.

Word count: 800+

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His name lingers on your tongue everytime you say it. You didn't know who he was and such a name was foreign to the nations of Teyvat, but it sounded so perfectly when you utter it.

Aether.

You weren't much of a talker so you didn't know many people, but for some reason, you always seem to utter that name-- be it out loud or in your mind. You didn't mind though, loving how the name rolls off your tongue.

A smile slowly crept up to your face-- a small smile, but there's no difference.

"Hey, (Y/N), you're kinda scaring me, you know?" Your friend- whose name is completely irrelevant- spoke, eyeing you weirdly. Lately, you have been smiling to yourself and always utter 'Aether' which started to creep her out and some others, although they don't express it.

"Ah, sorry.." You rub your hand on the back of your neck. "Anyway, I'm quite curious," they start, waiting for you to show a gesture to continue. "Why is it that you're smiling a lot? Did you find someone you like~?" They poke your shoulder while covering their mouth with their other hand, although it did not hide their huge, teasing grin.

"I don't know.." you answered truthfully, looking down at the ground. You were truly wondering if this 'Aether' guy was actually real or not. All your life you have had that name being left your lips like a sort of prayer, but you have not met a person whose name is Aether. Sometimes, you think you just made it up, but something in you begs to differ.

"Huh? That's a weird answer, don't you think?" they ask, face visible of confusion. You shrug, saying nothing.

Having no choice but to take your response as answer, they switched the topic. "Well then, we should probably bring our fair share of logs home or we'll freeze to death. Snezhnaya's cold doesn't show mercy to anyone." They hinted at the pile of chopped wood on the ground.

You nod, walking home with the logs in tow. "Welcome home. I see you brought a lot back," your mother greets, a smile obvious on her face.

You nod and put the pile of wood on its rack, placed by the fireplace. "Well, if you need me, I'll be in my room," you muttered before leaving.

Snezhnaya and its ruler was merciless. There wasn't much entertainment than that of Mondstadt, the city of bards. So, in your room, there you sat on a sofa that was backed against a window, turning your upper body to stare outside at the frozen wasteland to at least have something entertaining to watch.

Staring at the stars, you were suddenly reminded of the name 'Aether'. You wonder, is this person ever going to come, or will you forever utter that name?

Tired out from the workout of dragging wood, you decided to skip dinner and go to sleep, getting deep under your blanket for warmth.

The next day, your friend had invited you to hangout around the town since they didn't like sitting around and doing nothing. "Hey, did you hear?" they excitedly ask, eager for you to respond. "No, what's up?" you ask, looking at him side eye.

"There's a commotion going on that the Honourary Knight from Mondstadt is in Snezhnaya!" they said, finally relieved of the build-up excitement. 'The Honourary Knight?' you question. Such person has been a talk across Teyvat, but for what reason could they be travelling? You did not know.

"Let's go see the knight!" Your friend took you by the wrist and dragged you to the square of the town. "Hey, look, I think that's them!" They point towards a blonde male.

Stopping when your friend does, your heart fluttered upon seeing the knight. Why did he feel so familiar? You have never met him, but you can't shake the feeling that you know his name.

The knight turns your way and at that moment, realization struck you and it seemed as if he, too, seem to know. "Aether," you called, barely audible.

"Huh? That name again..?" your friend said, but his attention was turned away from you and to the approaching blonde male. "Ah, he's coming this way..!" they quickly say lowly, clenching their teeth.

The knight stops in front of you and your friend quickly straightened his posture. "H- hey, you're the Honourary Knight, right?" your friend points out. You look at them, not knowing why they were so nervous when he looked relaxed. "Um, yes, I am," the blonde answers and looks at you in a seeming manner. "I'm Aether."

That was it. That was all you needed to hear. "Do you.. Perhaps know my name..?" you ask, now regretting that such a silly question came out of your mouth.

A smile parts his lips and gentle eyes sparkle back at you. "Of course. I have been searching for you.. (Y/N)."

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There isn't one waking second where I don't think about Lilia and how he makes my heart beat in a way it never did before. He is too dangerous for my heart, especially when he's in his adult form--

Huh? How weird... It's just a picture of a bat though...

Reply: Pspspsp. That is one hot bat if you ask me. 😳

║Zhongli║Where Glaze Lilies Bloom 2

Continuation requested from Wattpad (different user)

Female reader as previous request.

Word count: 1.2k

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"So, you're a consultant from the Wangshen Funeral Parlour?" you ask, taking the cup of tea and bringing it close your lips before taking a sip, eyes glued on the man before you.

A relationship was quickly built between you two after many encounters since meeting in the field of glaze lilies. And now, there you two sat, in some restaurant, enjoying tea as the sun's warmth bathe your skin.

"Yes, what about you, my dear?" Zhongli asks. You put down the cup and scratched your cheek, averting your gaze from the man. "Ah.. Well.. It's nothing worth of noting.." you mumbled. "I'm just a humble assistant for the Tianquan."

"Oh? Then you should be more proud of that," Zhongli said. "O-oh, I am, trust me! I love Lady Ningguang with all my heart. She is a wonderful person," you waved your arms in front as you praised the woman.

You sigh and dropped your arms onto your lap, a small smile tugging your lips at the thought of the Tianquan. "Actually, the Lady herself came to me and told be that I should work for her. I accepted because I didn't have work. But now, I don't think I'm cut out to be her assistant."

Zhongli huffs a small smile of his own. "Tell me, how long have you been working as an assistant?" he asks, bringing his cup close to his lips. You pondered at the question. "I guess almost a year now."

"The Tianquan has a keen eye when it comes to scouting and there is no doubt that she saw something in you " he states, placing the cup down before continuing. "If you praise the Tianquan as much as you do right now, then you must believe in her just the same."

"Ah.. You're right about that." The corner of your lips tugs itself more, showing a brighter smile. "Thank you, Mr. Zhongli."

"Please, just call me Zhongli. There is no need for formalities now that we are this close," he points.

"A, ah, okay then, Zhongli." His eyes crinkle, reflecting a glimmer of a smile matching his lips.

It will be a long while since he will have your heart, but he's willing to wait. Good things comes to those who are patient enough, as mortals would tend to say.

"My dear, would you care to join me for a stroll outside the city?" he asks. "Huh? Now? This is quite sudden," you said, blinking your eyes a couple of times at the proposal.

"I'd like to selfishly ask of you to sing a song for the glaze lilies as well," he avows. He wishes that he could hear more of you because he missed your voice dearly so it was a good thing that you were still you from years ago-- very talkative and bright.

"Oh, okay.. Yeah! I guess I can sing for the flowers and you as well." Smiling, Zhongli stood up and offers a hand to hold which you happily accept.

You still don't know what makes you so drawn to the male, but you liked the feeling that flutters in your chest. At every thing he says and do, you were captivated so when he offered his hand, your cheeks warmed and felt tingly.

Zhongli shared interesting things along the way, all getting your limitless curiosity. "You really know a lot of things. Are you sure you're just a consultant? Not a scholar or a noble?" you ask in a playful manner. He laughs. "I assure you, I am nothing more than a consultant."

You giggled, covering your mouth with a fisted hand. "Oh, we're here!" you exclaim, looking ahead to a field of glaze lilies. Their petals were closed shut, but one can easily tell that it multiplied. The reason for that? You.

When you walked through the field on a task, you noticed a small group of glaze lilies. Despite it being too little at the time, you found it beautiful so you came there whenever you can. You later knew that singing would help it open its petals when you hummed your special tune.

You sat at the same spot you usually did and Zhongli followed, sitting down beside you. "You know, these flowers remind me of you, Zhongli," you state, happily picking one with its petals open.

"How so?" he asks, quite amused at the statement. Looking at the flower in your hands, your eyes smiled to a distant memory you no longer hold. A memory when you were an immortal. You didn't know that, but Zhongli did.

"Well, it's beautiful just like you." You look at him, the corner of your eyes wrinkling as you smiled.

You outstretched your hand with the flower, urging him to take it. "And I think it goes wonderful with you," you said once he took it.

He smiles, looking at the given glaze lily. Then, looking to meet your eyes, he kindly spoke. "I think they suit you better, my dear," he said, pushing your hair out of the way to place the flower behind you ear, getting close and brushing his hands on your skin as he does so.

Your face flushes a deep red at the sudden closeness and touch. When Zhongli moved away, a chuckle reverberates in his throat upon seeing your flustered face.

"A, ah.. I.. Thank you," were the only words you could stammer in your state. Zhongli gave a close-eyed smile as response, deciding that you will be more flustered if he spoke any further.

"My dear, would you care to sing a little song for me?" he asks, changing the topic. "It's a song one has not have heard of." Luckily, this worked and your face returned to its normal colour. "Hm? You sing too, Zhongli?" you ask excitedly, eyes sparkling with stars.

"I do, but I am not as talented as you are," he answers. "Then, I would love for you to teach me if it means I could hear you sing," you said.

Zhongli nods and began to teach you the song as he sings. His voice was deep and really complimented the tune. It made you at ease, closing your eyes as it lulled you to drowsiness and washing away any worries you might have had.

Once he finished, you praised him in earnest. "Why don't you give it a try, my dear?" he asks. You nod, wanting to sing such a lovely song.

As you began to sing, Zhongli noted in his mind that your voice was truly more lovelier than his. The song was one he made for you in his days where the sadness was much harder to bear. It was a song telling you how much he loved you, but also a song about the loneliness he had the bear. You didn't know, only focusing on how it sounded.

He wishes that he will get to tell you the truth someday, but he knew that that day will never come. After all, a mortal with no recollection of her past won't understand.

No matter, he thought to himself, you will always come back to him, no matter which life you are on. After all, you are his phoenix while he is your dragon and as the knowledge goes in Liyue, the phoenix and dragon represents woman and man, yin and yang.

In the tales of old, when the phoenix returned to ashes once more, the dragon would wait for his phoenix to come back. And this happened like a cycle.

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║Xingqiu║Out of Love

Requested from Wattpad.

Chongyun is a bit out of character.

Gender-neutral.

Angst.

Word count: 1.2k

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What was it about you that he saw? Was it the way your eyes would sparkle every now and then? Was it your smile? Your hair?

At this point, you were doubting he even saw something in you that even you yourself didn't. I mean, all he has been doing was reading his book and now paying attention to you in the slightest.

When the relationship was just like a blossoming flower; it was full of colour with him but now, it feels, to you, that it has wilted away as soon as it sprouted. You didn't feel the love from him.

This made you worry. Was there something about you that he dislikes? Whatever it was, you could fix it. You just want him to speak to you-- tell you. You'll happily change that one flaw or two that made him look so uninterested in you.

"Why don't you ask him?"

Your skin crawled in fright and became aware of another person beside you. Turning to look over your shoulders, you see Chongyun leaning forward on the backrest of the bench, holding his popsicle. "How long have you been there?" you ask. He shrugs and licks his treat. "Long enough. Anyway, I guess I'm correct on the part where you're thinking about Xingqiu." Ah, you didn't deny it, didn't you?

"A, ah, yeah.." Your eyes trailed to somewhere else, not bothering to hide anything from your friend. Chongyun has been very supportive of your relationship and looked very pleased when Xingqiu finally stopped praising you when the two hung out alone. You don't know the cheesy things that bookworm said about you.

"So, what's holding you back from asking him?" he asks, licking the last bits of his popsicle. You were silent, not knowing how to answer. What is holding you back? You two are lovers, yes? Taking your silence as a response that you didn't know, Chongyun sighs. "I really think you should go talk to him. He has been reading his books so a nice change would be nice." He smiles which in turn, made you smile.

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"(Y/N)? Hey, are you here to see Xingqiu?" Xingqiu's brother greets, a smile adorning his face. He was walking past the door when he stopped to a familiar face-- you.

You smiled. "Yes, is he here?" you ask. His brother hooked his fingers under his chin while eyes stared off to the sky. "Hm, I believe he's in the back reading a book." Of course he is. It was always books with him. You nod, following a quick "Thank you" before heading further into the house until stopping short outside to see him reading away.

"Xingqiu, good morning," you greet, walking closer to the male. He looks up and with a quick greeting, he turns to his book, nose deep. For some odd reason, it feels as if he has fallen out of love with you. It was suffocating to know this but that is what the situation implies.

You sat down on the same bench, beside him and stared off to the clear blue sky. The fact that there were no clouds made your stomach churn. It could have just been you, but you do not like how the sky shone brightly on that particular day.

"Hey, Xingqiu, could you put that book down for a moment?" You turn your head to ask. He hums to your question, but dare not peal his eyes off of it. It was upsetting enough and you waited no longer and took it away from him which got his attention. "Give that back!" he snaps.

It made you flinch. He has never used such tone with you and to hear it now-- "If there is something wrong or something that I need fixing, please tell me.." Your eyes reflected your tone of desperation which, in turn, he shies his head down. Your heart drop. So, there truly is something going on and it dealt with you. "Xingqiu, please talk to me.. I can fix it, I promise!"

"(Y/N)." It was just the call of your name but you stopped. The world felt awfully still in that moment, and that scared you. What is he going to say? Just as the thought passes, he spoke. "I think we should break up." Oh that word you longed feared hit you. You panicked and became a fumbling mess. "Why? Is it because I'm too annoying? Do I bother you too much? Was it something something I said? Please, tell me, Xing--"

"Can you just be quiet?" He looks at you from the side of his eyes that darkened. You flinched. Never in your life had you seen him with that look. The Xingqiu you knew was always cunning in his own smiley way that never had the need to glare at anybody.

It was silent when you looked down on the hands that folded nicely on your lap, its grip tightening as you hold back your tears, but you shouldn't break down there. Not yet, at least.

He looks at you, eyes lingering on your profile before turning away with a heavy sigh. "Yes, you're annoying so be quiet." To make things sting as much as it already did, he had to speak. "Didn't you see that I was avoiding you?"

You bit the insides of your cheek. Of course. How could you not know? You have been starved of his attention for an awfully long time to know he has grown irritated of your presence.

You stare at him as he stood up, lips quivering and tears threatening to fall. "I'm tired of this, (Y/N)." That was it. You didn't want to hear another word from his mouth and stood up, eyes glued to the ground. "F, fine.. I'll go." Not wanting to breathe the same air as him, you ran outside of their house, Xingqiu's brother momentarily blinking confusedly when you past him.

"Hey, what's up with you and (Y/N)?" he asks, stepping outside the courtyard. Xingqiu's eyes stared at the many pebbles that decorated the ground. "It's nothing." With that, he turns and leaves, heading straight for his room.

Miles away from his house, you stood staring out towards the sea as you finally allowed your tears to flow. Hiccuping between quiet sobs, you cursed today's sun for seemingly mocking at you with its ever so brightly glimmer.

You shouldn't have come to his house today. You shouldn't have taken that book away from him. You shouldn't--

"(Y/N)?" Snapping your head to your right, Chongyun stares at you with a pitiful look. He had seen this coming from a mile away but he let it happened, not knowing what to do. So, to repay for that, he came and hugged you tightly and allowed yourself to stain his shirt with your tears as he stare off to the distance, thinking about Xingqiu. Was he happy with this decision, Chongyun had asked himself.

In truth, Xingqiu didn't want to break up with you, but he had no choice. He did this all for you and wished you knew why. But no, he thought it through that it would be best to not let you clung onto memories and fantasies that you thought would become reality and leave them bitter on your tongue for when he leaves.

"I'm sorry.."

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*potential spoiler of updates Chapter 6*

Chapter 6 looking really good so far. But…

Oh pls I beg you.

Don’t do anything bad to my precious child Ortho😩

DID THIS MAN BREAK INTO YOUR HOUSE???

HEHXJSJZJW

Hello I am here to fix your pipes :) How’d I get in? Shhhh don’t worry :)”

rjxjsjzjs or like that one “I want waffle fries! :D” meme

-Casper🐉

Lmao, the guy sobbing from that meme is me right now. 😂😂 BUT THAT'S THE REAL QUESTION!! AND I DON'T KNOW THE ANSWER!!

Mans strut inside as if he owns the house while I was listening to music with my headphones on. If I had a weaker heart, I would be dead. He didn't bother to look behind him where I stood at the door despite me making obvious noise. 😭 But if he's here to fix the pipes, I won't bark at him. :)

I have learnt a valuable lesson today though and that is that I'll probs allow thieves to ransack my place even though I'm there.

Guys.. I must confess since it isn't the first anymore.. This was an April Fools joke. The code isn't real. :)

New code!

Expiration date is April 6! ^♡^

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Lilia Vanrouge x Fem! reader

Warning(s): NSFW. Minors do no interact.

Just a short drabble.

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There you were, body pressed into the mattress doing your best to stifle a groan with a fae looking over at you with the most devlish smirk plastered on his face.

Lilia getting so hard for you so early in the morning and deciding to stuff that cute little cunny of yours would be the best thing to wake up to but not when you two had but a wink of sleep from last night's fiasco as well.

Your overstimulated body quivers and you hugged tightly on the pillow while he fucks into you while on your side harshly, trying hard not to make so much noises this early in the morning when the others are still sleeping. He raises your leg a bit higher to pound into you just right to feel the walls of your cunt squeeze him everytime he enters. His ragged breathing was close to your ear and you hear an airy chuckle. "Mm~? Is my little fairy crying?" He removes the pillow that you've been shoving your face into to quiet the sounds and felt wonderful to be a sadist at that moment, loving the tears that he is responsible for making from the love that he gave out. He licks the tears at the corner of your eyes and smirks against your face. He engulfs you in his arms and his bare front is pressed against your back. It was radiating warmth like you've never felt before. "You're so cute when you cry~"

His touch is electrifying with one hand groping your breast and the other teasing your body with light touches that trails from your thighs to your hip before going back down to repeat it's motion.

You mewl out his name and beg him. Beg for what, to stop or to help you with your own release that had been building up despite your legs having been numb long before? You're not sure, but you hoped that he would already come inside you already and make you feel full to make him stop numbing your legs. However, you don't think that that will be soon as he continues to tease and rile your body even more. He is clearly enjoying this so there is no way he'd stop now, not when he hasn't put how you contort your face at everytime he hits a certain spot into memory.

"Khehee, you're doing so good, little fairy."

"Just a little more for me~"

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If anyone knows a really sad angst about Scaramouche, can you send me a link to it? I'm craving for angst right now.. Actually, it doesn't have to be Scara, but it would be much preferred. ^-^