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BROTHER DEAREST .
âIt brings me great annoyance to say this.â Fists tighten at his sides, a low growl. âI request physical affection.â He wants a hug.
â ... So, itâs as the saying goes: simply ask, and you shall receive.â
Cue one alternate timeline twin looping an arm over the yakshaâs shoulders. Xiaoâs other arm dangles loosely â awkwardly â at his side as he draws nearer ... as if the proximity would somehow make the yakshaâs gesture less ... stunted, but hey, itâs the thought that counts, right?
starters / prompts taken from various characters starring in the game  fire emblem : three houses . feel free to change pronouns / tenses as necessary .
â feel free to say hi whenever you like â
â donât hold back for my sake â
â you think Iâm so clumsy that I need someone to watch over me ? â
â you act like youâre full of regret , but I know you donât really mean it â
â you actually look more handsome to me with honesty on your face â
â donât be ashamed of crying â
â could you keep quiet for a bit ? â
â youâre actually kind of amazing â
â do you mean to imply you have no intention of acting a bit more respectably ? â
â  stop acting so nonchalant about getting hurt or killed â
â naive and uptight is no way to live your life â
â youâd better watch that temper â
â i am absolutely disinterested in spending any time with you â
â your lack of self-awareness is deeply troubling â
â Iâll just be straightforward about taking advantage of you â
â when will you tire of challenging me in pointless competitions ? â
â you expect me to believe that ? â
â iâve had enough of your foolish antics â
â i wish you would not sneak up on me like that â
â before you reprimand me , take a moment to consider your own failings â
â it is like hearing a snake sing an aria â
â am I hearing a deathbed confession ? â
â i never have any idea what youâre talking about â
â donât walk away when iâm talking to you â
â youâll be the death of me for sure â
â i do not intend to die â
â i canât believe you put yourself at risk for my benefit â
â i donât think iâve ever seen you smile â
â i do not desire your gratitude â
â youâre surprisingly strong for how slender you appear â
â perhaps i was flustered needlessly â
â i had forgotten how charmingly ethereal you can be â
â youâre going a little overboard â
â you have shaken me to my very core â
â so this is what death is like â
â if you get sick of me , iâm sorry ahead of time â
â iâm embarrassed just thinking about it â
â youâre like a little brother to me â
â spending the rest of my life with you doesnât sound so bad â
â if our roles were reversed , I donât think Iâd be able to forgive you â
â you actually hate me , right ? â
â you havenât stabbed me yet â
â i want to be more like you â
â i actually envy the size of your heart â
â i donât think you can solve all your problems by throwing a few punches â
â there arenât a lot of people like you in the world â
â sorry Iâve been so oblivious to your needs â
â sometimes you just canât afford to wait around for someone else to notice â
â yesterdayâs enemy is todayâs ally â
â you have to abandon old feuds â
â learn to protect yourself before trying to protect me â
â i always trust that youâve got my back â
â if only people could be more like flowers â
â if you promise not to resort to violence , Iâll do whatever you want â
â i canât stand the sight of me either â
â i would be even more impressed if you hadnât been screaming the whole time â
â i did what was necessary to get you to comply â
â you have so much power in you , just waiting to be unleashed â
â iâm hopelessly terrified of you â
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đ§ż chara. study #2 â xiao & trauma .
i. The sight of blood is a comfort.Â
It leaks onto the ground from â he isnât sure where, exactly, other than itâs from him, from his broken body, his battered body. Everything aches. Everything bleeds. He is skin and bones and blood.
His eyes squint at the pool of blood heâs been stewing in. The color is dark, almost black. But he knows itâs blood â recognizes it even when he canât recall his name.
He remembers that Teyvat is vastly unexplored still. That much is apparent as he marvels at the untrimmed grass, the silence that hangs limp in the air. Consider a landscape painting â unblemished, untainted by humanity. Itâs as if he had been rendered into one as an afterthought, or perhaps as a mistake.
He remembers that there currently exists three major nations â one of contracts, one of freedom, one of eternity. The boundaries are roughly definable. Theyâre further classified by element â geo, anemo, and electro respectively. Relations amongst them all are civil. Somewhat.
He remembers that density and altitude have an inverse relationship. The atmosphere thins â falters â the higher up you are, barely held together by gravity and its whims. He remembers the sensation of soaring, then of falling, even when he has yet to take flight. He remembers the connection, the way he felt bound to them, but he canât remember his name, canât remember where heâs from, canât remember what heâs done to deserve lying on the ground he suddenly hated, bleeding.
ii. Six hundred years later, and his hands are still blood stained.
At first, he washes them almost obsessively. But whenever he looks down, he sees the blood under his nails, sees drops crusted on his fingers. No matter how hard he scrubs, the blood stays, the blood stays.
He invests in a pair of gloves â handmakes them, actually. Theyâre dark and sensible, and they do not reek of blood. And while heâs a creature of habit, he is also a fast learner ⌠heâs careful never to go about his day without them on. In combat, in between snacks, in the midst of his meditation regimen, he tugs at the cuffs so that they cover his lower arms.
iii. There always seemed to be a woman loitering at the entrance of Wangshu Inn.Â
Hair in an updo, bold eye makeup. A mile-long black dress, a nice one, an expensive one. He tells himself, sheâs probably the companion of someone who lives here. He tells himself, this has nothing to do with me. He tells himself, stop looking.
But the woman in the black dress is familiar in all the ways he knows she shouldnât be. The woman in the black dress is familiar in all the ways he canât put a name to, not yet.
He prays they never meet, or at least not in her lifetime.
iv. âI have reason to believe that there is something wrong with me â with my brain.â
Zhongli stares at him. His eyes are large, dark. There are no bags under them, not like a humanâs. His memories are hazy but he attests to bags weighing most of their eyes down like ink.
Wanmin Restaurant hums with quiet conversation. He clutches the roll of bread in his hand a little too tightly. It crumples into bits on his plate.
âI can ⌠I can only remember some things,â he continues. âAnd even those things leave much to be desired.â He stares down at his ungloved hands â at the red skin around his nails, the blood he swears is still there. âMay I ask you to heal me?â His gaze then shoots up, half hopeful.
âIt is beyond my power to fix memories, especially in this body.â Zhongli retrieves his cup of osmanthus tea, the steam curling in the air. He dips his head to take a sip, eyes never leaving his. âOf course, I can check if there are any lingering injuries fromâŚwhat happened to you. I can also pay the pharmacy a visit to see if there is any remedy there worth trying.â He pauses, perhaps for a beat too long. âBut unfortunately, I donât think it will amount to much. Itâs most likely trauma.â
âTrauma affects the brain. If you heal my brain, you fix the trauma ⌠right?â
Whatever hope had gleaned his eyes disappeared when Zhongli hesitated a second time. This time he doesnât look up from his hands, not wishing to check if there is any change to the archonâs expression. Pity from him would be worse than any lasting brain damage.
v. The woman in the black dress waves him over today.Â
He has to wonder how sheâs able to see him from his rooftop perch, let alone acknowledge him. Bile rises in his throat as he descends onto the balcony below him. He balls both of his hands, fingers clenching a fistful of his gloves.
As heâs drawing away from the balcony, he sees her again ⌠only closer this time.
Now, the woman is within earshot. Within reach.
His stomach drops. His throat dries.
Yet his fingers burn with an urgency. While he is unmoving, they are scheming and simmering â bent on shedding that damned fabric heâd clung onto like a lifeline.
The smile on her face does little to coax the twitch in his fingers. He blinks his eyes closed for one second, two seconds ⌠his nails dig into the palms of his hands. At six seconds, he can feel a growing sharpness graze his skin.
With bated breath, he forces his eyes back open.
He looks up.Â
The woman in the black dress is gone.
He looks back down.
There, in the palm of his hand â a rip spanning the fabric of his glove.
There, pooling at the rip and marring the exposed skin â a ripe red, a free flowing red,
An unnerving, uncomfortable sight.

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Just some bratty bottom looking TartagliaâŚbecause I love him. And wanted to try this muted elegant color palette.
BROTHER DEAREST .
he scoffs.  â  say what you will about my own CIRCUMSTANCES. they keep me preoccupied enough that i need not stoop to petty gossip.  â
âWith all due respect, I beg to differ. There is nothing petty about commiserating over the fated downfall of, not one, but two loved ones.â
BROTHER DEAREST .
âThat is why never having a relationship will spare me from the curse.â
âI concur, brother. While celibacy may lend itself to a certain loneliness, surely that loneliness is preferable to confronting inevitable heartbreak.â
SIBLING DEAREST .
âFinally someone who will call myself bros out on their failing love lives.â
âIt would seem theyâve yet to realize that our karma has preemptively damned any relationship we wish to pursue.â
pronoun / sexuality / gender drop for this trio before i hop offline to catch some zâs!
childe: gay cisgender male (he/him)
kaeya: bisexual transgender male/ftm (he/him)
xiao: transmasculine nonbinary lesbian (he/they)

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brother, did you know i have a gf.
âExactly what do you hope to gain from deceiving yourself ... and so blatantly, at that?â Xiao is inches away from hissing at the starstruck expression donned by their doppelganger ... are they not aware of the hazards posed by being in denial? Or clinging onto half-truths?
Still, he manages to remain composed. He has to be, if it means salvaging the other from succumbing to their self-sabotage.
â 珨č ,â the yaksha continues, his eyes darkening. He crosses his arms tightly over his chest. âI regret to inform you that youâve effectively burned that bridge ... and while bridges can indeed be built again, youâll find that doing so will be far more challenging than it was the first time.â
âHey, girlie! Hold still!âÂ
Why, yes. The concept of an inside voice had been utterly lost on him ... purposely, of course. He had a knack for crawling under peopleâs skin.
âMan! Do you have any idea how impressive itâd be if I sniped someone from all the way up here?â Childe coyly spins an arrow in between his fingers before gesticulating toward the towering pedestal heâd placed himself on. He indulges a dark chuckle before proposing the following:Â
âJust asking out of curiosity, but ... whatâre your thoughts on target practice? I canât quite put my finger on why, but Iâve this feeling that the back of your skull would make for a perfect bullseye! Care to take one for the team and help me test out that theory?â
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READ ME MY RIGHTS .
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âWhy the cavalry captain gnc af whatâs your dealâ
âOh, whatâs this? Do my ears deceive me, or is this exactly what gender envy sounds like?â
LITTLE LIYUESBIAN .
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â gee captain kaeya, how come your mom lets you have all the gender ?? â
âWhile Iâm no Mona Megistus, I have a hunch that youâre already becoming â no, wait â transcending the definition of ... â gnc as fuckâ.â
đ§ż chara. study #1 â xiao & his sense of duty, xiao / keqing comparisons .
TL;DR : While Xiaoâs motives in being a guardian have evolved over the years, his duty to a person, or specific source, takes precedence over his duty to the collective, or a more general cause. This stands as a direct foil to Keqingâs sense of duty, which is just as unwavering, but is more inclined toward the bigger picture and the uncertain.
Truth be told, Xiao has developed a certain fondness for the mortal realm, particularly Liyue and its people, no matter that itâs something he may struggle to express. Itâs part of the reason why heâs so stalwart in remaining there even after Rex Lapisâ âpassingâ and the other adeptiâs desire to call it quits.Â
However, it didnât always start out this way. At the heart of it all, Xiaoâs sense of duty stems from one sole source â a person, a god: Rex Lapis. He didnât commit to his guardianship duties for the sake of the âgreater goodâ, nor did he do so with the grand scheme of things in mind. His (gradually) softening feelings toward Liyue and humankind are but a byproduct of his years of service to Rex Lapis. In other words, Xiaoâs sense of duty primarily comes from wanting to fulfill Rex Lapisâ wishes (out of obligation, out of gratitude ⌠thatâs arbitrary in this context), not Liyueâs wishes. It just so happens that Rex Lapisâ wishes revolve almost completely around Liyue.
This, for lack of a better term, âperson over causeâ - oriented sense of duty can be further exemplified in the years preceding Xiaoâs encounter with Rex Lapis. During this time, Xiao was blackmailed into servitude by a malevolent deity. He reluctantly committed atrocious acts against other people, other countries, himself. This reluctance didnât change the fact that his duty was to this deity, though (out of fear, out of naivety ⌠also arbitrary in this context) and not a greater cause. What he did in his years of service to this deity (spreading darkness; destruction) is the complete opposite of his years of service to Rex Lapis (chasing out the darkness; salvation).Â
It is then safe to assume that if Rex Lapis ever asked Xiao for help in destroying all of Liyue (which would never happen, in good conscience), Xiao would consider it strange and maybe even question himself, but ultimately, heâd concede. Person over cause. Xiaoâs morality has no say in what he himself commits to, even if it eats away at him on the inside.
On the other hand, Keqing â who is just as dutiful and devoted â prioritizes her duty to a cause, something more vague and uncertain. Her sense of duty ultimately stems from a place rooted in morality and compassion. While she has the capacity to cherish people as individuals, at the end of the day, she will always put Liyue and its well-being over everything and everyone, including herself. Cause over person.
So as much as she has grown to respect Rex Lapis and certain elements of the divine, if he asked HER to help him destroy all of Liyue (which would, once again, never happen of his own volition), she would feel shocked and betrayed and act on those feelings accordingly. Her duty is to her country, not to him.
I just find these very prominent differences so interesting and satisfying since they are such defining traits in both characters as individuals ⌠and yet, despite this conflict in motives, there is this unconditional devotedness and diligence that they share â similar, but different.

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SIBLING DEAREST .
@chiaoeyaâ ;
ânow, which timeline do you happen to be from?â at this point, xiao was no longer surprised whenever they encountered doubles. well. quadruples was more accurate of a term.
â â You mean to tell me that we have the capacity to travel across dimensions?â And here heâd thought this was but another bizarre dream.Â
Xiao lifts one hand to quell a temple, fixating his gaze on the allegedly ârealâ ground he and his mirror likeness stood on. âAssuming there is a grain of truth in what youâre divulging to me ... would this be my dimension, or yours?â
âWell, well. If it isnât the infamous eleventh harbinger himself ... in the flesh and everything.â Kaeya offers him a gallant bow, one that couldâve been perceived as sincere had it not been for the impish grin upon his lips.Â
âWhat an honor to have crossed paths with you a second time ... and under similar circumstances at that.â He lifts an arm to gesture toward the grandiose setting that was Stone Gate, where the air and the earth â freedom and obligation â hoped to reconcile. Itâs expected for Kaeya to frequent this area, given its significance as a border and his authority as Cavalry Captain.
On the other hand, Childeâs presence is ... uncanny. He likely had business in Liyue (as the Fatui often did), but what reason did he have for traversing its boundary with Mondstadt?
Kaeya internally entertains his own speculations, for curiosityâs sake more than anything, but outwardly, he clings to his usual bravado.
âAnyway, it seems youâve caught me in the nick of time. Iâm just about ready to call it a day, and well, the night is still young, so I figured Iâd swing by the tavern for a pick-me-up.â The Cavalry Captain fiddles with a meandering lock of hair. âCare to be my plus one this time round? Or are you in the middle of something at the moment?â
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