Hii! I Really Like The "is Love Supposed To Hurt" That Hurt A Lot Can You Please Write Another Part Where

hii! i really like the "is love supposed to hurt" that hurt a lot can you please write another part where the reader moved on lollol it's fine if you don't<33 -anon

𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑯𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒔

𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖; 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝙸𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚝

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎; 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜;𝙺𝚊𝚎𝚢𝚊/𝙳𝚒𝚕𝚞𝚌/𝙰𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚘/𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎/𝚉𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒/𝚡𝚒𝚊𝚘

𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐; 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗/𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚕/yandere themes/𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗/𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎/𝚎𝚝𝚌

"It worked..." KAEYA murmured to himself; his tongue laced with bitterness by the wine in his hand or the tears he kept swallowing as his eyes glued on the sight of you. You speaking with a certain drunkard who was clinging to your neck, decorating the skin with kisses; the skin once he kissed.

The sensation of someone he loved calling another pet names was such a funny feeling where you would call the bard "love" and he would pretend it's him. The notion was making him sick to his stomach; seeing that stupid anemo archon recieving your touch and caress was killing him. Slowly stinging his eyes more than before.

With tears, he was forced to swallow with the wine as the night was washed away with an image of what could've been his and now belonged another.

ALBEDO attained her. She loved him, he loved her and it was perfect...was it not? Despite every piece of the puzzle falling into its place, he felt hollow. His chest bore emptiness, one that haunted him at the very beginning. One that now drags him back to where he started. Back to you..?

"NO!" He shot up in cold sweat as his darling lover rose beside him to wipe away the beads off his forehead and asked him what's wrong. He couldn't dard reply or do anything as a matter of fact. He couldn't ruin what he had now...

The one who was beside him was the dream he wished to achieve, and yet he failed to realize that. And now, no words could his tongue as he cradled his lover.

DILUC never cared for how a single raindrop could ever be enough to draw endless tears from you until now when it landed upon his cheek. The burning sensation taunting his skin and sliding down his face as if a glass shard was cutting deep within.

For him, you became a melting candle; one that struggled to give light until the very end. Or much akin to a bird, one that flew hopelessly in the blue sky. But who would've known you would ever attain freedom? Fly far away from him.

It was a mistake to be gluttonous for your salty tears when he could have been receiving a pearly smile. But all was lost thanks to an Alchemist who holds you in the same manner he did and adores you just like he did. The only difference is the diamonds you cried for DILUC are now filling his own grave for him...

"Still pathetic as ever." He's lying, CHILDE is lying, whether to himself or somebody else he no longer knows. Yet his chest aches the same way he made yours hurt. So weak he is that each night he bleeds for you while you are blooming into fit of laughter; one he's particularly unfamiliar with. After all, it was only your cries that pleased him, not a clumsy smile.

It hurts him, but will he admit defeat or lay denial and the tears that never won over his ego. The shine in his eyes still diminished, but the hint of agony freshly engraved within. Your voice, the joy emanating from it, haunts him as a ghostly memory remains.

"Still pathetic as ever." a wounded reflection stares back...

A man of his word; ZHONGLI no longer found his gaze searching for glaze lilies. However, those flowers that bore your scent and distantly admired them. The promise of love he silently gave to you with another's image was the only remains of what you and him ever had.

Not a memory present in his head where he'd seen 'you' but an illusion that clouded his head; at the time, uncaring of the dullness slowly enveloping you into numbness. And one that came to your aid wasn't him. His biggest regret. It was, however, you who pulled themselves together and became much more, yet everything that was once there was lost.

A man of his word; MORAX failed to keep his word to you.

Bearing the glimmer in his eyes; one that XIAO struggled to hold, he sat upon the roof of Wangshu inn; pondering if you could see through the facade... despite him pouring his whole being into such lies that he knew they could never be true.

An emotion he could never bear for you...yet Morax, his savior, too, holds you dear; far dearer than he does. Those cursed hands of his are undesirable and undeserving of you. He is unworthy and dangerous to your fragile being who should protected and held with gentleness; one he could never offer.

Thus, from afar, he'll watch Morax wipe away your tears and tend to you in the same manner he can only dream to...

"Goodbye...my love..."

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I'm super timid and when I saw that cg where MC kisses Ray full on I was like O.O because it was so BOLD and aaaaaaa

I would never be like that XD...;;;;

I'm super shy, I'm seriously just as timid as Ray is ;;;;

I wouldn't feel confident at all if there was any chance or situation where kissing him was even possible...or to even think of doing it -

....

Would Ray...ever be able to build up the confidence to kiss...me? ;;;;

(Sae)Ray is just...the loveliest man to me for some reason

He's kind and compassionate, he's sensitive and caring

You just know he'd be so...devoted.

I'm so awful at verbalising my feelings...any feeling at all. I don't think I'd even be able to tell him I like him XD

I'm so shy that I have a habit of just...staring, instead of speaking. Not in a weird way, I'd just tend to gaze because I'm so shy to speak.

If it was Ray

I think the best I could do to express myself would be to softly...look at him

And I'd probably smile like a silly

Because it's Ray

>///<

I don't think I'd feel confident enough to hold his hand and doesn't he say he's nervous about that too?

Raaayy

Would we ever be able to share even just a little kiss?

I mean, it's not impossible. The only reason you wind up taking the initiative during the game is the fact that he is beating himself up. He becomes very confident when he is able to succeed, and those are the moments when he grabs you by the hand and pulls you around the way he dreams of.

It's not that he's afraid to do so, God knows he wants to do all kinds of romantic things with you, it's just that he's insecure about what could go wrong if you don't want his touches in any way.

He gets caught up in his fears and emotions when it comes down to it. That's simple for him. It's always been like that. It's not that he isn't confident, it's just that he struggles to feel as though he's allowed to have the things that he wants.

He's never been allowed to have anything that he wants until he met you, so you can imagine that his feelings are all over the place. Even on a good day. Especially on the bad days. All he does is think about the good and the bad. There's a lot more horrible things in his heart than there are good. He knows fear better than anything else. He's afraid of doing the wrong thing even though he's dreamed over a hundred times and thought of every scenario possible that could go right or wrong.

But, that's just how intrusive thoughts come to be in the first place.

It doesn't matter if it is based in reality or not, you're going to feel afraid of your fears or things that your brain conjures up.

So, it's nothing you're doing wrong in this situation or that he is doing wrong. He just needs to work through his fears... But, in doing so, what he needs to know is that you're not going to be able to take that initiative. The only moments when he is able to become powerful and confident is when he has succeeded in total victory against the people he's fighting against, or when he feels as though he needs to be forceful with you so that you can lean on him.

If you're not going to be able to make the first move, then sooner or later, he's going to make it for you. Look no further than the things that happen in V's Route. He was more than willing to give you the elixir to save you in his eyes and there was nothing that could have stopped him if it wasn't for the fact that the situation grew out of his control.

Remember the way he refused to let you go? The way he pulled you into his arms until it felt like your hand was going to ache for hours?

As long as he has a say in what's going on around him, he's going to make it happen. So, if you're the kind of person that meekly agrees to everything, then he's going to be the one who takes charge. It may seem preposterous given the fact that he seems as though he lacks any confidence, but he gains it when he realizes he can fully possess you the way he wants.

More than anything, he wants you. If there is a threat of something that's going to take you away from him, that's going to boost his confidence. It isn't a stretch of the imagination to say that he would become bolder the more he realizes that you do like him and you want everything from him.

Give it some time. He'll figure it out... and then, you'll be swept into his arms with confidence. He wants to be that man for you... and by God, he's going to be that man for you. He'll hold your face in his hands and whisper sweet nothings... just like in his imagination all this time.

hello, i’m new to your page and i love your writing! if i could ask for a request, how about mortal! reader who is xiaos lover is on her death bed, but xiao finds out there is a way to turn her immortal like him? and with her permission she turns into an immortal and she gets healed and they spend the rest of their lives happily ever after 💕 my baby boy xiao deserves all of the love in the world

In case you don't live forever...

...in other words, Xiao is faced with the choice to make you immortal

Info: Characters include Xiao, GN Reader! Warnings: Mentions of illness, slight lore changes (?) A/N: Thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy this.

Xiao had never known a love quite like you. He'd loved before, certainly, he had loved friends and allies like family, but he has never been in love - until you. You had single handedly broken all of his walls that he had spent decades fortifying; you'd torn his barriers down brick by brick until nothing was left but him. Him and his heart that beats only for you.

He had heard tales in his childhood of all-consuming love, but he had assumed it was as fictional as any other fairytale. When he had fallen for you, it felt as if he was going mad. His thoughts became absorbed in you - your smile, your hair, your clothes, the lotion you used, your very soul. He began to feel empty when he was without you too long. Never before had he yearned for someone else's company so intensely.

This is precisely why his heart shattered to pieces on the ground when he heard you were sick.

"The doctor thinks I have-" you cut off, swallowing your sorrow, "He thinks I have only about a month left to live. I knew I should have gone sooner. At least then I would have been prepared for this."

Xiao blinked, stunned to silence. He knew you hadn't been feeling well for a few weeks or so now. You'd been feeling very fatigued, needing to take longer and longer breaks on commissions. He never could have imagined it would be this serious.

As the weight of your words fell over him like a cascade, he found himself gasping for breath. He felt your hands on his skin, brushing over his shoulders and coming up to grasp his cheeks carefully, but his mind couldn't bear to focus on it. Your voice became distant, as if you were speaking to him from above water while he was sinking into the depths.

Despair gripped his bones, squeezing him dry, gifting no mercy. "I won't let this happen," he croaked. He looked up through unfocused eyes to see you frown in confusion. He read your lips, "What do you mean?", you had asked. All he could do was shake his head.

He knew delusion all too well; he'd forced himself into a deluded sense of reality to cope many times in the past when he had been held captive by that awful God. He'd never held onto it so tightly, as if it were a lifeline, the only thing keeping him breathing.

"I will fix this," he vowed, "I will fix this. Will you let me fix this?"

You stood quietly for a moment, chewing on your lower lip. This time, he listened intently for your response, praying to every God he'd ever known that you would stay. Just stay.

"Make me immortal, you mean? Or cure my illness?"

"Whatever it takes," Xiao whispered, taking your hands in his own. "There must be something that can be done. I will find it. Let me, please."

You weighed your options. Would living forever truly be so painful, if it was by his side? You knew the risks of it. You would suffer greatly if you wanted to continue living alongside mortals. Your friends would die without you, and you would keep living. But...you would not be alone. You trusted Xiao more than anyone you'd ever known. He would never, ever abandon you.

Giving up this option to retain your mortality would be giving up him. So, you accepted his proposal.

He made good on his word. Despite the time ticking away, he spent day after day when you were busy at appointments or sleeping your exhaustion away just searching for a cure.

Finally, thank the archons, he had found it. Morax - Zhongli now, he supposed - had always been like a mentor to him. Morax had saved him from the suffering he'd endured, and in turn, Xiao had guarded Morax's land faithfully for centuries. He knew too well how pitiful he must have looked, begging for just "one reward" in return for his efforts. Morax had peered down at him sympathy through golden eyes, but had first refused.

Although all veteran archons were capable of lengthening a lifespan, it was considered nearly forbidden. Mortals were born to live and die, things were meant to be that way. However, as Xiao argued, mortals being deified in one form or another had been done before.

Eventually, Morax had given into Xiao's pleading eyes. He warned him of any unforeseen consequences, lecturing as if Xiao were a mere child, but gifted immortality to you in the end. It had been surprisingly quick and painless, happening in your sleep while Xiao was away.

You hadn't known a thing of it until you woke. Xiao was settled beside you, resting his forehead on your lap as you slept. With a yawn and soft stretch, you noticed a significant lack of fog clouding your head. For the first time in over a month, you felt fully rested. You decided to make the most of this unforeseen good news; you rested your hand on Xiao's head, intending to stroke his hair gently. He sprang up, eyes wide and startled. When he caught sight of you, a relieved smile stretched across his face and tears sprang to his eyes.

Your skin was no longer deathly pale, and the bags beneath your eyes had faded away. "It worked," Xiao breathed, pulling you in, "Bless Morax. Archons, thank you," he whispered, nearly unintelligible blabbering against your shoulder. Despite your surprise, you laughed good-naturedly and wrapped your arms around him. "What worked, my love?"

"I promised you I would find a cure and I did," he told you, suddenly allowing his relief to be sucked away, "I'm sorry. I couldn't find anything to cure your illness, and I know that would have been better. The only thing I could do was make you..."

He pulled away from you reluctantly, avoiding eye contact. You could sense his guilt, and raised your hand to cup his cheek. "Immortal?" you asked softly. He pressed his cheek into your palm with a nod. "I'm sorry," he whispered into your fingertips.

He was rarely this affectionate with you, but you wouldn't complain, despite the circumstances. You had already prepared yourself for all possible outcomes. Although this was bittersweet, you were going to survive. You were going to stay at his side, you wouldn't need to say goodbye to him. Relief was the overpowering emotion, casting aside doubt.

"My love, there is nothing I wanted more than to stay with you. I don't care what you had to do to make this happen," you assured him, leaning in to plant a gentle kiss on his forehead. "I love you. More than anything. We can be together now, okay? That's all I care about."

With your assurance, he could fully lean into his joy. With a grin, he held you tightly once more. He was rather unused to all this physical touch in one day, but he was far too relieved to think about it. All he knew was that he had you. He would protect you for the rest of his days; if he could fight off your death once, he would do it again and again if he had to.

All he knew was that he loved you. He would never have to worry about you succumbing to old age or illness again. He would train you in all the ways of fighting he could think of, he would fill your life with wonder, he would-

All thoughts of the future stopped when you pressed your lips against his, pushing your body closer until no space remained between you. Perhaps, he didn't need to think so far ahead. Just this moment was alright. You were alright.

Everything was alright.

-Claiming-

NSFW, 18+ only Plz~

Summary: a few vendors are at Wangshu Inn hoping to sell their goods. You decide to go down and have a look. Xiao is quietly watching you atop his spot at Wangshu Inn. A foreign feeling comes to his chest seeing another man touch you. What is this feeling?

Pairing: Xiao x Female Reader

Warning:jealous/possessive Xiao, lots of lewd biting, little bit of blood, unprotected sex, and some swearing. (This is like… so much smut w/ fluff)

Word Count:6K (again, how tf is it so long?!)

Enjoy~

Sharp inhuman ears could hear the sounds of your beautiful and pure laughter from afar. It put the yaksha’s stony heart at ease knowing that you were safe and sound, but it also gripped it like a vice whenever he found out that another man was the cause of your laughter. His perch on Wangshu Inn gave him a perfect view down below, where you were talking to a rather tall man about some of the items he was selling in his booth. Your smile was directed towards him, his hands coming slightly behind your back to urge you to look closer at the items he had to offer. Your smile had only faltered in the slightest, your discomfort clear from your body language. The yaksha did not take too kindly to this gesture. He began to feel a foreign feeling bubble in his chest, it was a feeling he did not appreciate and did not know how to get rid of. He teleported down to the venue area of Wangshu Inn, quickly approaching you and the vendor.

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18+ Xiao — Kidnapping AU. “Today he will be a demon, desires and sins have prevailed over Alatus.”

One day, Xiao left an anonymous note on the board of the Wangshu Inn :

«I coped with the desire and decided to keep my distance, followed through the fields and mountains and secretly cleared the road so that nothing would happen. But every time I noticed this person with someone else, my heart was filled with anger. How can I allow such betrayal?»

The note is still hanging, but no one takes the secret admirer seriously, and even more so, they don’t realize that this is a Yaksha, in whose heart a vile feeling has settled — jealousy.

And yet someone answered him. The anonymous message certainly contained a humorous context, but not advice. However, Xiao doesn’t understand human humor well, it is difficult for him to distinguish whether it is a joke or not.

«So what's the problem, huh? Kidnapping - and the issue is solved! Then this person will only be yours~»

“What the…Nonsense.” - After reading the answer then, Xiao was indignant — the idea seemed wrong, dirty and doesn’t fit with moral principles of Yaksha.

And he’d have already forgotten about it, if only Xiao hadn't met you again, in the company of another man.

Who are you smiling at so charmingly, y/n? Isn't that a blush playing on your cheeks right now? Why did you put a lock of hair behind your ear, are you flirting with this person? Watching from afar, Xiao clenched his palm into a fist — again your smile addressing to the wrong person, that blush on your cheeks should be because of him, and only he should see your playful side.

That was a moment, when stern Yaksha finally broke down. And you know, that anonymous tip wasn't so bad, y/n. To have you all in his hands and only, Xiao could only dream about it. He will no longer need to come to you at night while you are sleeping, watching as your chest rise and fall from heavy breathing. If he gets you — he won't have to hold back.

Xiao is a vigilant Yaksha, that teleports to any point to exterminate demons. But today, he will be a demon, desires and sins have prevailed over Alatus.

When he emerged from the shadow of room, you was standing with your back to him and packing things into a suitcase. So you are going to leave LiYue… Oh, not today. Never. A lot of movements from the Adept were not needed — it was only necessary to hold your mouth and nose with one hand, and wrap the other around your body so that you would fall into his arms after losing consciousness from lack of oxygen.

Xiao didn't want to, he swears, but it's your own fault. What were you thinking, having such a nice conversation with others people?

When heavy eyelids opened and the darkness was replaced by light, you were bound. Lying on the bed, the red ropes were tightly wrapped around your wrists and ankles — unable to move, unable to escape. Your mouth was open, Xiao will give you the opportunity to shout and swear at him, and when you calm down, he will put something other than a gag in your cute mouth, something long and thick. I assure you, you will like it, y/n.

“Stop twitching, it won't help.” - As always unemotional, Xiao lacked eloquence and expression of emotion, but preferred actions. He was standing against the wall with his arms crossed and looking at you as if you are guilty, you were very, very bad.

“Were you going to leave the Harbor? By any chance, not with that idiot?”

Jealousy boiled in the yaksha's blood, he glared like an evil husband who caught you cheating. And there is no need for excuses that the two of you don't even have a relationship — Xiao doesn't need these human stigmas, you are his and this doesn't need an explanation.

He broke away from the wall, came up to you, who lying in a bed like a porcelain doll wrapped in gift paper… Oh, he'll open you up soon, you just wait.

“Whatever. You're not going anywhere and not going to see anyone.”

If that anonymous adviser knew how he helped Yaksha to finally make up his mind. And the fact that it was a joke — doesn't matter.

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