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Like Bosacius said, most of the tweets are full of praise for Barbatos; how kind he is, how sweet, how charming. Which, of course, makes sense. After all, if—and that’s a very large if—he had subconsciously been based on Venti, then it was inevitable that he would ensnare their hearts so easily. Of course, everyone would like Barbatos, adore him even—
Wait.
Abruptly, Xiao shoots into a sitting position. He snatches the phone into his hands, eyes narrowed. They scan the screen once. Twice. Three times. The offending tweet mocks him.
“Who the hell is ‘windbornebard’?”
In which Xiao unintentionally bases a dating sim love interest on his crush, makes a series of dubious decisions, and gets entangled in Twitter drama.
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“The story’s ending is sad,” Xiao settles on eventually, but he means more than he says. Not only the poem’s lovers’, but Guizhong’s and Madame Ping’s as well. Xiao has lived long enough to know—forever will always end buried amongst bones and gravel. “Nothing good lasts that long.”
“What about us?” Venti asks softly. “Do you think we could last forever?”
xiaoven week 2023 day one: wings || oath
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Eula is glacial. She is carved of ice, daughter to bitter snowstorms and stringent blizzards. It is what Mondstadt demanded of her, and she will walk this path with her head held high. She has no desire to burn.
But, like with most things, Amber is the exception.
In which Eula's family has never believed in soulmates, and the only thing Eula has ever believed in is Amber.
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carry my fears as the heavens set fire by yanrans
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
01 Jun 2022
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“Dear Yaksha, do you remember me?”
The boy wraps his hands around Xiao’s; even through his gloves, he can feel heat, thick and heady, sink deep into his skin. The fire licks his bones, clawing secrets in the cracks in its surface.
Xiao knows better than to let himself burn, knows that Liyue is worth more than his scorched ashes, but this is a dream. This is a dream, so there are no battles to fight, no duties to follow. The boy can strike a match on Xiao’s skin, and Xiao can watch as all his armor dissolves in smoke.
The boy tugs, and Xiao comes unmoored.
In which Xiao and Venti meet in a series of dreams. Sort of.
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“I have no use for wings. I can travel without them.”
Xiao flashes his wrist towards Venti, the light glinting off the Anemo Vision tucked in his glove. Venti huffs a laugh. As if Venti of all people needed that reminder.
“Oh, come now, Xiao!” Venti leans forward. “It’s about the journey, not the destination.”
Or: five feathers Venti finds and one he gives away.