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beau look at me look at me…i have an angsty idea for you…
genshin character x reader who is terminally ill with elezar (however you spell it-) and they’re in a toxic relationship with character and a song to go with it is two by the antlers (semi tw for the song some of the lyrics cover dark topics)
“His trickiest patient
with Baizhu”
AU where Elezar isn’t cured
“I told you, dear, you need to be more cautious when holding fragile objects,” he gently chided as he swept up the broken glass from a bottle.
He wasn’t upset at you. He could never be. But he knew you were, as always. Before you’d been diagnosed, you were such a kind soul, but with each failed treatment and medication refill, you’d grown resentful.
Neither of you were certain how the illness occurred. After all, you’d been born and raised in Liyue, where the possibility of it was slim to none. Maybe you were just that unfortunate.
“I’ll die anyway, so why does it matter?” His movements came to a halt. He looked up at you while you looked up at the ceiling. The soft lights, covered by a thin cloth to ensure it wasn’t too harsh on your eyes. “Why does it matter,” you softly repeated.
“I won’t let that—,” you interrupted his weak attempt at comfort, sitting up with a struggle. Swatting away his attempts at helping you after dropping his broom
“Baizhu, give up already! The meds aren’t doing anything, and I’m getting worse! So just quit with your silly delusions!”
His lips formed a thin line, unsure of how to approach it. You were not wrong. You never were when you yelled at him, with your shortening temper.
“You’re destroying yourself all while trying to fix me. I’d rather you just put me out of my misery.”
His heart sank terribly low. So much that he had to turn away from you. He could not face you when you brought this up. The idea of letting you die, or to do it himself. It never fot any easier to hear.
This sickness has made your body and heart bitter. In ways he cannot comprehend. Oh, how he despises it.
I adore angst, and this ask was so interesting to me. Thank you for sharing <3
MAFU, YOUR WORKS ARE BEAUTIFUL <333
ᯓ✿ there was no saving you
ˋ°•*⁀➷ inspired by this amazing fic by beau 🫶 in which your illness only seems to get worse
ˋ°•*⁀➷ baizhu x gn! reader
₊˚ ANGST!!! MUCH ANGST, marrying a corpse but like not in a weird way, character death (reader)
he wished he knew from the very second you met that it wasn’t meant to last. the medicines he had brewed for you kept you sleeping and comfortable until the inevitable end. something kept baizhu standing by that bed, he could have gave up but he took care of you. even as you became weaker and barely able to stand for longer than a minute, he was losing sleep looking for something, anything that could cure you. maybe it was his dedication to medicine, or maybe he loved you despite your fleeting life.
in the middle of the night, the doctor had fallen asleep at his desk when he awoke from a nightmare and decided that enough is enough. he had realized something that night, something he hadn’t realized he wanted. baizhu knew deep down that there was absolutely nothing he could do to save you from the rapidly approaching end, this thing is going to kill you sooner rather than later. he’d find himself talking to you while you were fast asleep under the influence of the cocktail of medicines he’d given you to keep you comfortable, telling you everything and pretending you could hear him. if he could only take the ailment that will soon take your life and transfer it to himself, he would in a heartbeat.
as your condition further deteriorated, he knew the end would come in only days. as you took your last breath before falling into an eternal sleep, baizhu’s heart shattered into a million pieces. placing a silver ring on your finger, he’d carry your lifeless body to the grave he prepared just outside his house.
day after day, the doctor would place the flowers you loved on your grave, hopelessly praying that you’d be happy and without the illness that had taken your fleeting life on the other side.
ᯓ✿ there was no saving you
ˋ°•*⁀➷ inspired by this amazing fic by beau 🫶 in which your illness only seems to get worse
ˋ°•*⁀➷ baizhu x gn! reader
₊˚ ANGST!!! MUCH ANGST, marrying a corpse but like not in a weird way, character death (reader)
he wished he knew from the very second you met that it wasn’t meant to last. the medicines he had brewed for you kept you sleeping and comfortable until the inevitable end. something kept baizhu standing by that bed, he could have gave up but he took care of you. even as you became weaker and barely able to stand for longer than a minute, he was losing sleep looking for something, anything that could cure you. maybe it was his dedication to medicine, or maybe he loved you despite your fleeting life.
in the middle of the night, the doctor had fallen asleep at his desk when he awoke from a nightmare and decided that enough is enough. he had realized something that night, something he hadn’t realized he wanted. baizhu knew deep down that there was absolutely nothing he could do to save you from the rapidly approaching end, this thing is going to kill you sooner rather than later. he’d find himself talking to you while you were fast asleep under the influence of the cocktail of medicines he’d given you to keep you comfortable, telling you everything and pretending you could hear him. if he could only take the ailment that will soon take your life and transfer it to himself, he would in a heartbeat.
as your condition further deteriorated, he knew the end would come in only days. as you took your last breath before falling into an eternal sleep, baizhu’s heart shattered into a million pieces. placing a silver ring on your finger, he’d carry your lifeless body to the grave he prepared just outside his house.
day after day, the doctor would place the flowers you loved on your grave, hopelessly praying that you’d be happy and without the illness that had taken your fleeting life on the other side.