Giv Me Them Doggos Plz

Hi @aetherarf !

Can you write a Xiao x Ganyu fanfiction where Ganyu is hurt in a battle against the Primo Vishap (Because I always die trying to farm it) and a completely clueless Xiao who refuses help attempts to help her?

Hello! And here it is! I apologize if it's a little off but tbh my brain died and i just kept writing to have something to post.

@luciana-scarlet

[[ INJURY WARNING ]]

[[ Summary: When he does not feel his name called, and yet he does feel the shifting of wind and the aching yet silent cry of the Qilin... He must follow it, only to find something far worse than he expected.

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It was a quiet enough night on his own-- He had hunted countless beasts, and now Xiao was eating pensively, looking down at the almond tofu before him... He wondered if there was a way it could be rendered tasteless, instead of the sickly sweetness that haunted his tongue, only soothed by the silkiness it offered.

Setting down his spoon, he looked to the landscape...

And...

A cry.

He tense, there was no sound of his name-- in fact, it was not even an audible cry, but it was so intense that his body ached from it, like the deafening shriek of a dragon just ran through his body, but did not make a single sound...

If he could hear his name carried on the wind, he could follow the sound of the silent ringing...

... ... ...

He found his way to Tianqiu Valley, and... to say 'chaos had struck' was an understatement- Normally, the Primo Geovishap was content to reside deep under the earth, within its cave, needing to be defeated regularly and its strength sapped with the purest resin to stop it from progressing to a more lethal state...

Was it time for the Adepti to subdue it again? Had it been too long, and even Xiao had forgotten? Had it learned to avoid their attempts at stopping its growth to a more terrifying beast?

He could not think of that now, instead donning his mask and leaping towards the creature, blinking in and out of sight, only to get closer, and the beast shrieked, standing over a figure--

Ganyu.

Of course, she had attempted to subdue it... But with the pale markings on its body, it seemed to consume and crystallize all of the Qilin's attempts to destroy it. The scent of blood haunted him, and he leapt at the creature from above, sending his spear into the earth, the ground shaking, and the Geoshivap glared at him...

And, before he knew it, it was over.

The frost had seeped from its scales, turning the water in the air to ice, a facade of snow, desperately clawing through the earth. He would need to check later, to possibly defeat it again, he lucky enough to not be as perceptive to the beast's hunger to consume whatever force he had to offer...

But instead of chasing it when it was weakened, even if it was likely the more reasonable option, he found himself returning to Ganyu's side. She lay on the ground, bumps and bruises and some cuts, but no bleeding that seemed lethal or even too severe... He would have panicked if it were not how she lay- Hands resting on her stomach, just looking at the sky, her bow within reach, but knocked to the ground. Despite that she was fine, he still sat on his knees beside her, reaching and setting his hand atop hers, and she tilted her head to the side... Just looking at him, with tears glazing over her eyes, her lips quivering just the slightest bit...

"... Ganyu," he said, softly, his grip atop her hands tightening just the slightest bit, "Are you..." He paused, looking at her face, at how desperately she fought the tears that wanted to fall, "Injured?"

Softly, she sighed, "N-no... I mean..." Her voice was choked up, a silent suffering, "I'll heal," she clarified with a smile that was faker than the weakest Xiao could ever muster. Xiao shook his head, before grabbing her hands, trying to tug her upwards but she pulled her hands back, "No, no... I'm-I just want to lie for a moment."

He looked over her for a moment, softly sighing... Snaking his hand below her head just so it was slightly less hard than the rough ground below.

"... I... I always feel helpless," Ganyu admitted, softly, "Like I just keep messing up, I can't fulfil the duties of both a human and an adeptus... but I should be able to, shouldn't I?"

She closed her eyes, sighing softly, simply relaxing where she lie... And Xiao pursed his lips, looking away for a moment, and then back to Ganyu.

What could he say...?

His hands twitched, and he felt a lump in his throat.

"You... have done enough. You can rest."

Somehow, he felt like he shouldn't be saying such a thing, but he truly couldn't help it. Those were words Rex Lapis would speak, with love to those who still served.

"And you shouldn't?" Ganyu pushed herself up, "I appreciate it... But if your work isn't done, neither is mine."

Xiao's hands nearly tingled, he almost wishes she lie for a moment longer, but...

"... You cannot control such things," he said, softly, "that will hinder you. You fought valiantly... that is not your fault that... the odds were against you."

Ganyu shook her head, and stood.

"Thank you, Xiao... please, let me just use the resin to weaken the beast... And I'll return to Liyue harbor. I'm sure you have more important things to do."

And Ganyu left, and Xiao could only helplessly watch...

...

Well, he did have more important things to do, despite how, for once, he wanted to do nothing but shirk those duties.

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—日: 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨🥮

Jerza fic: Nightmares

Anyways. This short fic was inspired by this little bit from the anime because they’re totally a family. *sob* 

Nightmares          

 “Are you awake?” Erza whispered, twirling her fingers through Jellal’s hair. It was a hot, muggy night. Jellal had passed out hours ago, arms wrapped around her hips, head resting against her belly. She traced her finger down the scars across his bare back. “How are you even asleep?” She smiled as her husband’s grip around her tightened.

          “’m not,” he mumbled, his lips moving against the fabric of her shirt. “Too hot.”

          “It might be cooler if you let go,” Erza said, running her fingers through his hair again. He groaned.

          “Never.”

          “At least come closer,” she whispered. Jellal sat up, his hair a mess, his eyes shimmering in the pale moonlight streaming in from the window. He smiled. Erza shook her head and grabbed his arm, pulling him down to kiss him. He sighed against her lips, brushing her red hair away from her eyes, and then kissed her again.

Then he groaned. “It’s too hot,” and flopped back over onto his side of the bed. Erza turned to tease him, but the moment she did there was a scream from across the hall.

“Wendy,” Jellal whispered, his eyes wide. He was out of bed before Erza could even respond. It had been a while since she had had a nightmare. Jellal yanked on his t-shirt and was striding across the hall before Erza even had time to react.

Since Erza and Jellal’s wedding, Erza had noticed Jellal was closer than ever to Wendy. She had, for some time now, thought of Wendy as her daughter. And Jellal, when Jellal and Erza had finally started dating, she knew he felt the same way. She almost smiled about it as she threw her blankets aside and pulled herself out of bed. Wendy could ask Jellal for anything and he’d give it to her. Such a pushover.

On the other side of the hall Wendy was still screaming: “He’s coming! He’s coming!” They were familiar words. Erza had heard her scream the same ones every night for weeks after Acnologia. Now… every so often the same nightmare came back. Erza’s heart hurt everytime she heard Wendy scream in her sleep. She saw some things… some things that no little girl should ever have to see. And then she paused in her doorway, clutching the doorframe till her knuckles turned white. No. She saw some things that no one should ever have to see.

Erza sighed, padding barefoot out into the hallway. Light streamed out from Wendy’s room, and she could hear soft murmuring. Jellal whispering over and over, “It’s okay. It’s okay. It was just a dream.” Erza could hear Wendy sobbing. She gently pushed the door open to see Jellal kneeling by Wendy’s bed. Wendy was still sitting on her mattress but was practically buried in Jellal’s arms—sobbing into his shirt—clutching at him like she still couldn’t quite believe that she was safe. Jellal glanced up at Erza, offering her a worried smile. It’s okay. She’s okay.

          She was calming down, her trembling slowly dying away, her breath coming in gasps. “I’m… I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” She breathed. Jellal looked bewildered.

          “What…?”

          “I wake you so much…” she whispered, pulling away from his embrace, rubbing away her tears with her hands. “And they’re just dreams.”

          “Wendy.” Erza said, sitting down next to her on her bed. “You’re right. They’re just dreams. But you should never apologize. Jellal and I, we have nightmares too. And we wake each other up. We’re there for each other. And we want to always be there for you—when you need us.”

          Wendy stared up at Erza for a long moment, and then tears welled up in her eyes. “Promise?”

          “Of course,” Jellal frowned, “Always.” Wendy pulled them both into a hug.

          “Thank you.”

          “I have an idea,” Erza declared. “I’m going to make some hot chocolate. We’ll all have some together, and then lets try and get some sleep. This time we’ll have good dreams.”

          Wendy laughed a little, wiping the last evidence of tears away from her eyelashes. She beamed up at both of them as they stood. “Alright, can I help?”

          “Sure,” Erza smiled, pulling her up to her feet. “You find the hot chocolate mix. I’ll heat up the water. Deal?”

          “Deal.”

[L→R] Big Brother’s Reasons

DCKZ Headcanons

Based on Veechu’s Idol Au, once again most of these are based in K-Idol culture as that’s what I’m more well versed in.

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水あそび 来週は更新お休みです。 I’ll be taking a break from posting next week.

A hearty breakfast from Diluc <3

Canon interaction. U can't change my mind

It’s Scaramouche’s fault.

When Childe wasn’t thinking about it, it was fine. But then Scaramouche just had to open his disproportionately large mouth, and now Childe is thinking about it.

He can’t stop thinking about it.

It being, in Scaramouche’s words, your disgustingly obvious simp crush on that blonde girl who kicks your ass regularly.

Or: It takes a while, sometimes, to realize certain things, and Childe has never been the greatest at this whole feelings thing.

@gem-in-the-horizon ‘s beautiful oc, Amelia!!! Love this girlie :)

Paimon: You were hurt, what do you remember?

Childe: just the ambulance ride.

Paimon: We didn’t take an ambulance, Lumine drove us.

Childe: but I heard a siren

Lumine: That was Zhongli.

Zhongli: sorry, I was nervous