Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
02 Mar 2021
"I prayed." Zhongli admits, the tang of him sharp against his mouth. "Selfish of me, perhaps."
Childe chooses to not comment on the perceived selfishness of a god who had looked after his people for millennia. "And?"
Zhongli pulls away, and Childe wishes he could commit the tingle of his lips, the sight of his face lit up by a million lanterns and the moon overhead in this moment to his memory for ever.
"I was answered," he says simply. "Let us go home."
OR: Childe and Zhongli, behind the scenes during the last day of the Lantern Rite Festival/Yuanxiao, and a discussion of feelings.
A compilation of short one-shots, ideas, or multi-chaptered stories that I am not sure I'll finish. Summaries for individual storylines will appear at the top of first chapters.
Chap 1-4: eyes and ears of the northland bank (Ekaterina-centric)
Chap 5: xiao
Chap 6: dear princess tonia
Chap 7-9: the consultant's kidnapping
The Traveller isn't able to stop Cloud Retainer from seeking revenge on Liyue Harbor. Zhongli is, however. Sort of.
19 Feb 2021
It's not that Felix is self conscious about his distinct lack of...experience regarding bedroom activities. No, he most definitely is not. Especially not after hearing some minor lords gossiping about his husband's less than chaste past.
The one where Felix is on a mission to fuck Sylvain stupid but is absolutely terrible at communication. Oh and his husband somehow unwittingly keeps foiling him along the way.
20 Feb 2021
Felix is a vision spread out below him. He always is, of course, but tonight, he’s absolutely radiant: firelight melds effortlessly with the gold in his eyes, and his face—that goddess-damned face that can fell him with a single glance—is haloed by midnight, and the twist of pleasure on his brow as Sylvain spreads a hand across the inside of his thigh is something he’d go to war all over again for. He’d take on all of Fodlan himself if it meant the world would still know the sound of Felix’s laugh and the savagery of his anger, the bite of his blade and his gentleness shown only to scruffy stray cats.
But the beauty of peacetime is that he doesn’t have to, because though Felix is worth dying for, Sylvain would rather live a long life with and for him.
"I think that hurt my pride more than my nose.” He says, clutching at his face. “I’m fine.“
“Very funny—your pride is bleeding.” Kaeya steps closer, pulling out a handkerchief, when Diluc finally gets a good look at him. He looks like he’s come straight from one of Diluc’s recent feverish dreams. He’s dressed in a white suit from head to toe. The black button up shirt tucked under his white waistcoat unbuttoned per Kaeya’s usual plunging neckline. Diluc has certainly seen Kaeya in a get-up before, but he’s never filled it out as much as he does now, and it’s never piqued his interest as much as after the alleyway incident. “Most people don’t stand in front of doors waiting for people to come out.” He says, grabbing hold of Diluc’s chin. “Tilt you head back.” He orders, pressing the cloth under his nose.
“I was about to knock. You just had very auspicious timing.” Diluc manages to snark back. They meet eyes for a moment, and Diluc finds himself remembering what happened the day before.
Kaeya smirks at the blush alighting his face and Diluc swears he can read his mind. “Oh? Was this a ploy to get another kiss out of me, my dear fiancé?”
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28 Feb 2021