Xiao ✦ he/they ✦ millennia old ✧Genshin Impact
✧ Takes his job very seriously ✧ Human emotions? Useless.. ✧ People always remember him taller ✧ Do Not Insult Morax In His Viscinity ✧ Prickly with a soft center
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Xiao ✦ he/they ✦ millennia old ✧Genshin Impact
✧ Takes his job very seriously ✧ Human emotions? Useless.. ✧ People always remember him taller ✧ Do Not Insult Morax In His Viscinity ✧ Prickly with a soft center

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leneemusing:
SEND ME A SYMBOL(S) FOR WHAT YOU’RE INTERESTED IN people struggle with plotting so i figured making it into an askbox thing could help!
DYNAMICS: ✭ friends to lovers ★ rivals to lovers ✦ enemies to lovers ♡ found family ♣ rivals ❦ reluctant allies ❖ platonic ☢ slowburn ➤ love at first sight π partners in crime SITUATIONS ☁ one muse saves the other’s life ☼ one muse (or both) is a single parent ❆ our muses get shut in due to a storm ☤ one muse having to patch the other up ❦ put together through a common goal ⎔ one muse asking the other to stay the night ϟ our muses work together ♁ our muses are neighbors ➽ one muse doesn’t have anyone else to turn to SETTINGS ✚ crossover between our fandoms ☽ sender’s verse in receivers fandom ☾ receivers verse in sender’s fandom ☯ alternate universe / separate fandom than both muses are in
ODDLY SPECIFIC ⌲ one muse is supposed to kill/hurt the other but falls for them instead ✖ our muses work together and there’s a lot of tension and maybe we do the only one bed plot idk + reporter/vigilante dynamic ∇ nurse/vigilante dynamic ✿ innocent muse/morally grey dangerous muse ❥ asshole/the one person they’re nice to ♛ bodyguard/person they’re protecting ◐ arranged marriage/match ◎ fake dating ¶ roommate AU/you crash at his sofa ۞ one night stand turns into many and now we’re just kinda not sure what we are ❁ friends with benefits maybe some pining © unrequited love except it isn’t unrequited ✡ unrequited love and it’s actually unrequited ♖ i dated you to get back at someone in my life but i’m developing real feelings oh no ♮one night stand only to later learn we’re gonna be in some sort of setting together (professor/student, co-workers, etc) ✏ we used to date and something didn’t work out but now you’re here and i’m still in love
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back again to apologize about the long wait on replies right now. i’ve got some drafted, but my work/life balance is really off right now while we struggle with employee loss at my job.
Wanted some practice with backgrounds, so I’m going to try and recreate some places in Genshin Impact

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Xiao ✦ he/they ✦ millennia old ✧Genshin Impact
✧ Takes his job very seriously ✧ Human emotions? Useless.. ✧ People always remember him taller ✧ Do Not Insult Morax In His Viscinity ✧ Prickly with a soft center
plotbunnie:
Nonverbal RP Starters
I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!
Neutral
☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder
👉 Point to something for my muse to see
🤙 Bump into my muse
😊 Sit down next to my muse
🤨 Sit down across from my muse
📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse
✍️ Pass my muse a note
🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse
🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking
Aggressive
🐺 Growl at my muse
😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse
😠 Death Glare at my muse
🙌 Push/Shove my muse
👊 Punch my muse
👖 Kick my muse in the shin
👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot
😵 Knee my muse in the gut
💀 Knee my muse in the groin
🔪 Point a weapon at my muse
🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture
👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar
💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily
Angst
👩⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound
🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention
🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick
🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up
👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying
👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare
🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare
😭 Hold my muse when they are crying
😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret
💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears
💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment
⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma
Soft
👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt
🐈 Lean against my muse’s side
🤝 Hold my muse’s hand
🤗 Pull my muse into a hug
🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee
🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]
✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand
🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it
👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes
😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them
🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse
🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse
😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek
Playful
🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair
✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder
💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance
🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing
😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse
😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse
😱 Make a silly face at my muse
🤭 Tickle my muse
👃 Poke my muse’s nose
💪 Pick my muse up
Sensual/Sexual
💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss
💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss
💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss
💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss
❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss
🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way
😉 Pull my muse in by the hips
😲 Smack my muse’s butt
💋 Kiss my muse’s neck
👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage
👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse
👀 Push my muse down on the bed
👄 Pull my muse onto the bed
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oof this week and into the weekend are a bit of a doozy, so I’m sorry if replies don’t come for another couple days!
lunarprophet:
Waka hid his growing discomfort at the other’s observation.
“…yes. As I mentioned, she is a very dear friend of mine, and she was once in this very city.” But she had left many eclipses ago, and Waka missed her terribly. Of course he never voiced, or showed as much, but the fact that this statue came to be expressed it all.
❝How did she get out?❞ Xiao asks quickly, his attention now fully captured. He backs away from the statue again, letting it rest in it’s wolfy glory. ❝And where did she go?❞
dawnshorizon:
She exhales and puts a foot on the canvas to pull her lance and the paint knife out. “Glad to see you’re okay… and I’m glad that does the trick.” Quickly, she crouches down and reinforces the rope attaching the tool to the weapon. “It’s a paint knife, see? Looks like you can only kill these things with something used to make them.” Glancing around, Aloy scans the area for something he can use as well… she isn’t entirely familiar with all of the painting tools here, but she can gauge what’s used for painting pretty easy. “Try that canvas, maybe? I wonder if there’s some more of these knives…” And then, she stands up and extends her hand to him. “My name is Aloy. Nice to be killing-”
She turns her head and sees another pissed off painting running towards them, and meets it with her handy lance. “-paintings with you. Sheesh. These things just never end, huh?”
A paint knife. It doesn’t look sharp enough to do any real damage when he examines it as she re-secures it to her javelin. But, it had killed the thing he couldn’t, and he’s killed things with less. Whether by luck, or by design, the entire place had been set up with artistic tools before the attacks had started.
Xiao eyes the offered hand, not quite sure what to do with it. He tentatively reaches and grips it with a strength unusual for his size. No shake, just an awkward squeeze before he steps away to grab the canvas she’d pointed out. He looks it over before setting it back on the easel and picking up a bundle of brushes. Twirling one in his fingers, he tests it’s weight like a knife. They’ll have to do.
❝You can call me Xiao,❞ he answers calmly, even as the painting is coming straight for them. He side-steps as it comes for him, stabbing it in the side with the brush, where it starts to leak paint. So she is right about what can injure them. ❝The paintings aren’t the only dangerous things here, though.❞

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aprentis:
it’s a vague question, though perhaps it’s only such because of how most seem to arrive in this place. it’s also a question with a wide scope, so she can’t quite answer it with confidence unless she asks for clarification.
“ um… do you mean this place? ” coco points down, in what she hopes comes across as a reference to where they currently were, “ or thiiis place…? ” as she draws out the word to differentiate it from her previous question, her arms are spread wide, gesturing to where they were as a whole.
❝Yes...?❞ Xiao does mean all of it, but the market is unlike any other he’s passed through, so if he got an answer to that, too, he wouldn’t be too put out. The longer they walk, the more his posture relaxes. He remains uncomfortably close, however, his harsh stare keeping other strangers from straying too near to the two of them on their journey.
❝The city,❞ he clarifies finally. ❝Where is this city?❞
word prompts compilation
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[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention
[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine
[ cover ] for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket
[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.
[ kiss ] for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning
[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair
[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair
[ embrace ] for your muse to hold mine
[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room
[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer
[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger
[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s
[ weep ] for your muse to catch mine crying
[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food
[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine
[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance
[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine
[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap
[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring
[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually
[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support
[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm
[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand
[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did
[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine
[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap
[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down
[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away
[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours
[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare
[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation
[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury
[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine
[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger
[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine
[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine
[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye
[ secrets ] my muse sharing/confiding a secret
[ bloody ] for your muse coming to my muse with blood stains
[ drunk ] your muse takes care of my very drunk muse
[ bed ] my muse wakes up in the same bed as your muse with little recollection of the night before
[ scream ] my muse hears your muse scream and runs to them
[ trail ] my muse watches as your muse traces one of my muses scars, asking them about it
[ piggyback ] my muse gives yours a piggyback ride
[ jump ] my muse holding yours up by their thighs
[ carry ] my muse carries your muse to their house
[ lighter ] my muse pulls out a lighter and lights it for your muse to use to light their cigarette
[ shot ] my muse gets shot and struggles to your muses for aid
[ wound ] my muse patches and bandages a wound your muse has gotten
[ fight ] my muse stops your muse from getting into a physical fight with someone else
[ arrest ] your muse finds my muse arrested in cuffs
[ hospital ] my muse awakens in a hospital, finding your muse by their side, asking what happened
[ betrayal ] my muse finds out that your muse has betrayed them and confronts them about it
[ nude ] my muse walks in on your muse accidentally seeing them naked
[ karaoke ] for our muses to sing together
[ wet ] your muse strips down to their under garments and runs into the water, motioning for my muse to join them
[ crawl ] for your muse to crawl into bed with mine .
[ flower ] for your muse to offer my muse their favourite flower
[ gift ] for my muse to surprise your muse with a gift
[ homemade gift ] for my muse to make your muse a gift
[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )
[ serenade ] for my muse to sing to your muse
[ caress ] for your muse to gently run their hand down my muse’s face
[ caught ] for your muse to catch my muse wearing their shirt .
[ love letter ] for your muse to give my muse a love letter they wrote for them
[ boop ] for your muse to boop my muse on the nose
[ date ] for my muse to ask your muse to go on a date
[ confess ] for my muse to confess their feelings to your muse
[ sleepy ] for my muse to slowly fall alseep on your muse
i refuse to let my suffering make me cruel.
dawnshorizon:
@evil-conquering To be frank, Aloy kind of feels like a fool for not expecting something like this to happen. She seems to just be destined for disaster, which really, really sucks! Fortunately, though, she’s got her spear, and she’s not about to lose to paintings and sculptures. She’d never give in that easy.
Hurtling over an overturned pillar, the hunter lands with a grunt and continues rushing down the halls, her lance at the ready. After quickly figuring out that these things are only vulnerable to what created them, she’s cleverly attached a paint knife to the end of the lance. Innovation got everyone into this mess, and now it’s gonna get them out. Spotting someone combating a pissed off portrait at the end of the hall, Aloy jumps and sends her lance flying through the air. Being a good shot, the lance hits the cursed painting, and back into nothing but canvas it goes. She jogs to catch up, and skids to a halt besides the stranger. “Huff… hey, you okay? What is going on here?”
Xiao can fight forever. Quite literally, he’s destined for this purpose and never tires in combat. What he doesn’t expect is something equally inexhaustible. He isn’t even sure what it is, humanoid and clad in armor, wielding a sharp blade, and angry. It had crawled out of the canvas as he was running past, and no matter how hard he fights it back, it doesn’t die.
The lance zips past his head and his eyes go wide as it sinks into the chest of his enemy. Before him is nothing but a flat painting, hung on the wall as it should be, except for the spear skewered into the center of it. He turns his head to look over the woman who threw the lance, his gaze sharp but lacking of judgement.
❝I’m fine,❞ he answers honestly. He hasn’t lost his breath, despite how long he’s been locked in combat. His gaze snaps away from her, down the nearest hallway, alarmed shouting reaching his ears. ❝The artwork is coming to life. It appears to know only violence. How did you kill it?❞
Before he goes rushing off to save others, he needs to know how to deal with these things properly, or else they’re just going to keep coming.
lunarprophet:
Waka turned his gaze towards the one that spoke. “This would be the sun goddess, Amaterasu: the origin of all that is good and mother to us all,” he said, his tone one of reverence and deep respect, but also a touch of pride for he was close to the goddess in ways that others were not.
Turning back to the statue, he continued to speak. “She is a very dear friend of mine, though how the sand came to life to take on her form is a mystery to me.” It was certainly surprising, and he wondered if it was a form of magic.
❝Amaterasu,❞ Xiao repeated quietly, to himself. The name was foreign to him. No archon he’s ever known, or killed. He circled the wolf’s form, studying it carefully from every angle. If ever he got close enough to the sand for the edges to start to shift to his thoughts, he quickly backed away again.
❝It reacts to your mind. You were thinking of her.❞

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gxrdianofsxlence:
@evil-conquering
“..it seems I cannot deal any damage to them.” While her attacks were still locked, Saturn figured she could at least strike the statues with her glaive. However, they remained unharmed, prompting her to step back in an attempt to create some distance.
Once she was safe, at least for the moment, Saturn looked over the area in the hopes of finding any sort of weakness.
“This is bothersome.”
The moment everything had come to life, something in Xiao had activated. Moving from hall to hall in the museum, nothing but a wooden spear at his disposal, his purpose, at least for this very moment, is to make sure everyone gets out safely. That he isn’t the only one armed is helpful.
Sprinting past the girl, Xiao leaps for the statue. He lands with the balls of both feet on it’s head and pushes off, vaulting backwards again but causing the stone form to lose it’s balance. It topples over, pieces of it chipping off into useless hunks of rock. It isn’t dead yet, but this is just proof that it can be damaged.
❝The joints are weaker than the rest of it’s body,❞ he instructs the girl as the statue gets back to it’s feet, trusting her ability to use the weapon in her hand.
windborne-ballad:
He would not take offense were Xiao to use the name Barbatos. It was how he knew him best, and they were in a private location. But something about the nature of this world and using his chosen name opposed to his given one left him with a small feeling of giddiness he equated to what he felt after bottles and bottles of dandelion wine.
A notion of freedom, even for the one who granted it.
The bards fingers still danced across the strings of his lyre as the other joined him, a smile on his face as they sat in the silence prior to his questioning. Celestia…that was certainly an interesting take - but Venti had been in their halls before. Seen and tasted all they had to offer.
Celestia was bland. This was exciting.
“No, though I think some would loathe to hear that I find this place better than Celestia. Their water is foul, the fruit is bland, and they have no cider! They have much better options here, in this star. Plenty of drink and food.” Venti laughed lightly and finally set his lyre down on his lap and turned to the other.
“Though the opinion of a humble bard is interesting. What do you think of everything, aside from the vastness of the city?”
It was harsh and confusing to Xiao to see the archon Barbatos so casually comfortable with his surroundings, considering how far they were from either of their homelands. He almost seemed to enjoy it. It wasn’t until Venti called himself a humble bard that Xiao wondered if maybe this was all some sort of act. Pretending to be comfortable so those around him would relax. Clever...
❝It’s too loud,❞ Xiao answered honestly. He found a spot on the branch to balance his spear to free his hands. His knee was pulled up to his chest and he rested his chin atop it, his arms folding around his leg as he stared out across the treetops. ❝I feel a looming danger here. Not the demons and darkness hiding in the crevices' of Liyue. Something different. Much more unpredictable. Everyone here is out of time and place--it’s unnatural. Doesn’t that concern you?❞