I HATE The New Spotify Update So Much . Having Songs Represented By A Green Tick Is The Worst Thing They

I HATE the new Spotify update so much 😭😭😭. Having songs represented by a green tick is the worst thing they could have done. Okay well, it's not the worst thing.

The worst thing is that your liked songs are no longer represented by hearts. You can't even tell which songs you've liked in your playlist. And let me tell it's ACTUALLY THE WORST who approved of this? They need to change it back to the way it was before cuz it's just horrible and I hate the change.

Can't convince me otherwise that Lyney wouldn't do this cuz he totally would LMAO

which one is you and which one is your f/o

-> After a grueling battle with demons Xiao's karmic debt almost finally claims him once again. This time he isn't saved by the god of geo, but by an unknown divine entity or person...

-> Xiao x Gn reader!

-> They/them or simply "you" used - no gender specified for reader! Warning for Xiao's karmic debt! Pretty angsty! Reader is basically a divine creature or a god - you'll see! Might not be lore accurate - this is simply for fun and for your reading pleasure <3

The all too familiar scent of blood fills his lungs, the iron like smell was too strong to ignore and he was too weak to do anything but fall onto his knees. Xiao's grip was still tight around his polearm, but he was too weak to use it as a crutch to move. The once simple task of getting up seemed like an impossibility... The only sound filling his ears was his own heavy breathing and panting - despite how much air filled his lungs over and over, he couldn't breathe or catch his breath.

He could feel it - his karmic debt calling, slowly coming to claim him as he was too weak out to resist it. This is where he would finally succumb to it after hundreds of years of fighting and service to the Geo Archon, protecting the people of Liyue - trying his best to do some good... his time had come. All colour faded from around him as the souls of the damned greedily grabbed a hold of him with their cursed hands and without much resistance from him. He was just too tired of fighting...

Their cursed hands held him in place as their claw like nails digged into his pale skin, despite how sharp and deep they sank. Blood tickled down from some of the wounds they created as sweat rolled down his forehead dampening his hair and making it stick to it. He could barely feel the pain from it anymore, the only thing he felt was numbness... He wouldn't be able to fight against them even if he wanted to, and he wasn't sure if he did. The damned lifted him from the ground to hold him up, the painful ache from their grip was finally surfacing.

He closed his eyes in preparation. Soon he would be greeted by the familiar sight of his friends - his family. Bosacius, Indarias, Bonanus and Menogias... He would finally see them again, if he was fortunate enough to earn that. It was high time, the Yaksha's and the Adepti were all but extinct, yet he still remained as one of the last on both sides as if stuck in the past while the world forgot and moved on... Perhaps he had done enough good to redeem his cursed soul and be allowed rest.

Suddenly a blinding white light spread everywhere around him, his eyes shut tightly as the damned shrieked in pain or horror and quickly dissapeared. Without them holding him he simply fell forwards and down. He was caught by someone before he could make contact with the ground - the one who got rid of the damned souls and their hold on him, you. He couldn't open his eyes due to the brightness and even if he could he couldn't see anything due to it.

It seemed he was once again saved from his inevitable fate from the hands of his karma and the damned souls that cravedhis corrupted soul. They wouldn't go away no matter how many times he evaded them, but right now he could feel their effects leaving his body with your presence... Your presence felt so familiar and yet so entirely foreign to him, a strange feeling - but somehow he felt safe with you around and holding him.

Slowly the light died down around him and he was able to open his sharp golden eyes to peer around his surroundings. It was the same field that had been filled with corpses of demons he had purged before being overwhelmed by his karma, it had been painted red with their blood and his - but now it was a field of lush green grass and blooming flowers. He had to look for some time to comprehend it was truly the same place, as nothing was growing there then. Even the grass had been dry and brown when he had arrived...

He turned his head to face his savior - half expecting them to be Rex Lapis, but no. You wore all white clothing with a veil covering your hair and a mask completely covering your features. The mask was painted white with fine and subtle, yet intricate details littering it. The whole outfit you wore prevented him from figuring out your identity. Every detail outside of your skin colour hidden, which didn't tell him much anyway. The large full moon rose like a halo behind you, making you look more ethereal to him than you already were with your almost entirely white outfit.

He continued to stare at you in confusion, but was unable to form any words to question or thank you for your deed - but did he even truly feel grateful? He had cheated death more than once now, there was sure to be consequences of some sort for it. He couldn't keep evading and escaping it over and over until the end of time... But just who were you to be able to save him in the first place and scare off the damned without them fighting back? Why would you do it even if you were able to? You didn't know him... so why?

Question after question entered his head and the more he thought about it the more confused he became. He was already weak and worn, it would be best for him to rest. He really doubted you would harm him if he let his body rest like this for some time, after all that trouble it was likely not worth it for them to hurt him... Still, it had been a long while since he was able to trust someone like this. Even if it was logical, it was still a big deal for him to trust another while he rested.

Your arms were comfortable to lay in. He felt safe and protected while in your embrace in a way he hadn't before... It was terrifyingly easy for him to let down his guard when in your presence. You hadn't said a word during the entire time and he didn't have the slightest idea of what you looked like, yet the faint feeling of familiarity grew the more he stared at your mask covered face. He couldn't place it, but he would figure it out once he had rested.

When he finally closed his eyes again he dreamt of his friends... They were more like memories, but he was aware of that fact and they weren't, but he wasn't complaining. He would mind living in these memories when he needed to rest, it was much better than the dreams he would otherwise get. The other reason he often didn't sleep was because his karma would give him terrible dreams and left him vulnerable to it with no supervision. But this dream was surely done by you, or caused by your presence - it had to be. Everything about you was a mystery that became more confusing and complicated the more he learned...

When he awoke it was the next day and the sun had began rising from the horizon. The mysterious figure in white was gone from his side with no signs of their whereabouts... He would have thought it all a dream had his wounds and marks from the damned littered his body like they had appeared, he was also laying on the soft fresh grass that had appeared when you did. The question was, where had you gone and who were you? A question not easily answered...

What he had witnessed yesterday day couldn't have been done by a mortal - not even someone with a vision, so his only option was to ask Rex Lapis for help. He if anyone would know something about you, he was the longest living being he knew and was incredibly knowledgeable in a verity of fields and he was apart of the Seven Gods, it was likely he would know of the other kinds of gods that existed. Normally he wouldn't bother the Geo Archon with such things, but this felt important enough, perhaps too important to not ask for his help.

“A mysterious person dressed in all white clothing with a feature covering mask...” The former Archon repeated to himself deep in thought.

His eyes moved from side to side as he tried to remember if he had ever heard of encountered someone like that... A thought crossed his mind and his eyes widened in what appeared to be shock or realization, his face quickly became more serious before he turned towards the Yaksha.

“Hmm. It appears you might have truly been saved by a god of some kind. Though I thought none still existed outside of the Seven...” He kept thinking with his hands crossed.

It was quite a lot to take in and required some thought for them both of them. If one god or divine being like one still existed outside of the remaining Seven, surely there could or even would be others. That raised a lot of possibilities and questions that they currently had no answers for. Strange that this was the first time Zhongli had ever heard of such encounter and it was told by Xiao of all people, interesting...

Zhongli was no longer an Archon but he would very much like to meet you, the only question was how that would be arranged. Neither of them had any way to contact or identify you, so it would be left up to fate or you yourself showing up. Until then everything would continue as normal, Xiao had already healed and was able to continue his duties of warding off demons. He was more mindful of his limits and the effects of his karma, but a part of him was curious if you would show up like you did if he got overwhelmed again...

It was a stupid thought, but you hadn't left his thoughts since the fay you had met. Every time he wasn't fighting he was thinking about you and that feeling your presence caused, it was addicting in a way... The complete safety you had made him feel was something he didn't realize he had craved for and he still didn't know how react to it. Perhaps he was glad you had saved him that night after all - a pity he wasn't able to tell you that then or even now.

Xiao's gaze rose to the moon above him, it shone more brightly than previous nights and reminded him of you. The way the moon had risen behind you had been imprinted in his brain and made him associate you with the moon. Suddenly the familiar sight of pure white clothing caught his eye. He almost got whiplash from how fast he turned his head to follow the sight, and indeed it was you. You stood some distance away from him as you stared at him in silence. His mouth became agape from the shocking sight of you and he didn't know what to do but stare back. He heard your faint chuckle from beneath the mask you wore...

He watched like a hawk as your hand moved slowly upwards to hold the bottom of your beautifully decorated mask. It felt agonizingly slow as you began moving it away from your face, uncovering your features from beneath it. The Yaksha's breath hitched as your face was slowly revealed inch by inch right before his eyes and he could do nothing but stare intensly at you the more you revealed until finally there was nothing left to uncover.

“I didn't get to introduce myself last time. Hello, Conqueror of Demons.” You smiled.

A/N: Happy 2023 everyone! Let's start this new year by showing our love to our favorite anemo yaksha <3

𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔

Drabble | Caelus x Gn!Reader | Romantic Fluff

The male could only grin childishly as he stood proudly before them. He was covered in flour, eggs, and raw dough. The dirty bowls lined the counters of the kitchen -- making the person sigh.

Shaking their head, [Name] smiled softly. "And what happened here, Caelus?"

The man child could only continue to grin, pride flowing off of him in waves. "I baked you a cake!"

It was silent between the two as the answer hung in the air. The yellow eyes male continued to stand there proudly. Bringing a hand up, the person ran a hand through their hair.

"Baby..." They started, not exactly sure what to say. "Thank you?"

Caelus could only puff his chest out in pride at the words of his lover -- despite the pure confusion in their tone. "Of course! My lover only deserves the best baked sweets!"

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think of flirty alhaitham and how it could work with his personality

The thing about alhaitham is that he knows what he wants. It isn't to say that he flirts with anyone, only with people he genuinely likes and could be in a relationship with. So if he ever finds out that he has feelings for you, he won't hesitate to test if he can develop something between you two.

It starts off casually. If you were just strangers/acquaintances, he'd start to pay more attention to you. Don't be surprised if he suddenly helps you carry a stack of books in the library, or sits on your table when there are other nearby tables available.

He introduces himself,

"Alhaitham. I don't believe we've officially met before, but I've seen you around."

He knows how to make small talk– a language scholar like him is all too familiar with conversation cues and how to use them to his favor. It helps that he has a basic idea of you; maybe your latest thesis, or what he heard you do for work, or the places you frequent.

In my opinion, Alhaitham is straightforward.

"Would you like to go to Puspa Café after this? I'd like to continue the conversation. Consider it my treat."

"What, like as a date?" You joke. After all, how could the stoic scribe suddenly ask you out? He probably found your thesis interesting, or he wanted to be well-acquainted for networking.

"If you don't mind." He says and your mouth falls open, momentarily stunned.

"M-me?" You stutter.

"Yes."

"You're asking me out on a. . . date date?" You emphasize twice, trying to make sure he doesn't mean a study date or a business meeting.

"Is it so surprising that I'm hitting on you? I wouldn't have sat on your table or start a conversation if I didn't like you."

"Ah." You say, speechless.

"So. . . Puspa Café? Or would you rather we set a time for tomorrow, somewhere nicer."

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Alternatively, think of an early, casual confession. The kind where you're both just hanging around and he suddenly goes;

"You do know I like you, right? More than just a friend."

And he's not waiting for you to respond or anything, he just wants to get it off his chest because he's not the type to hesitate on his feelings. You don't have to outright reject him or confess your own feelings, he just continues doing whatever.