#xiaokin

Heya!

Yes of course! Coming right up~ I compiled a list of healthy breakfast and dinner that are centered around fruit. Of course, they are not 100% fruit - since that would likely mean I'd give you a list of nothing but different fruits to try out lol - but feel free to modify how you see fit or even try something you've never tried before if you're feeling bold one day! :)

Summer Fruit Dinner Salad

Clean Eating Winter Harvest Fruit Salad

Spinach Fruit Salad

Fruit, Veggie & Cheese Plate

Skinny Fruit & Yogurt Salad

Caramel-Pecan Apple Slices

Fruity Baked Oatmeal

Bananas Foster Oatmeal

Fruit Breakfast Bowl

Gran’s Granola Parfaits

Stop saying "not all of us can be canon compliant" when you're told about something that doesn't align with your personal headcanon. Just because something isn't explicitly stated by source doesn't mean it's contradicted! By that logic, every xiaoven rememberer is canon divergent and if that would be rude to say surely you can understand why saying it about someone's individual story is rude.

Of course it's fine to be canon divergent! I think all of us are in some way or another, some more than others. It's totally normal and no less valid or real than being closer to canon. But me not being the slave of the God of Dreams is not canon divergent and saying that it is sounds an awful lot like you mean it in an invalidating way. Canon specifically and intentionally does not specify *anything* about my former master save that they were evil. Domain, element, age, territory, strength, personality, fighting style, gender (at least in the English translation) is all left vague. People assume that it was the god of dreams, because they don't have anything to go off except for the very little they know about my trauma, but that doesn't make it canon- and even if it was, it doesn't change canon in any meaningful way. There are only two or three things in my life canon contradicts and none of them change much of anything. We all have details like that.

To be clear, my issue is not with being canon divergent. It's with labels being projected onto me instead of letting me explore and define myself as feels right. Many of my lives are canon divergent, just not this one- and that may change, as canon's story isn't even close to over. But if it does, that realization is mine to have and my decision to make, no one else's.

Xiao #🥀🖌️

- Xiao, genshin impact fictokin

-Xiao (genshin impact), Karma (bungou stray dogs) #🥀🖌

I did not expect to be. I did not think I ever could be. The more I focused on 'healing' the more impossible it seemed to become, the more agony became the only thing I could feel. I don't think I was healing, now. I was tearing myself apart, because I wanted so desperately to be loved and I thought that the only way I could be good enough to earn that would be to rip out my scars with my teeth. Whatever I was doing, I wasn't doing for myself. I was afraid, and hungry, and desperate, and I believed whatever I was told.

I will always be hurt. My past will never entirely ease its claws from my throat. I will always have impulses and desires and fears that should not be. Oddly, since accepting that, it has become so much less oppressive.

I am deeply lonely. Yet somehow, I feel less so than when I was desperately clinging to any scrap of attention I could find. It still hurts, but I think it will ease in time.

What has been done to me will always be a part of me, but only ever a part. Not every thought or action or emotion is the result of his choices, and it was always rather disempowering to hear the implication that it was, although I did not have the understanding of why until now, much less the ability to articulate it.

I'm starting to fall in love with the world again. I am remembering why I chose to live, over and over and over again, fighting for a future I never believed I would see. But I did, and here I am, now. I can enjoy the way the light shimmers through stained glass, the emerald glow of the leaves, the heavy, comforting warmth of being loved.

It's hard for me to trust that anyone will stay. Some days are harder than others. But for now, I can enjoy what I do have, and find strength in being able to support the ones that I will never willingly abandon.

I enjoy being in a caretaking role. Perhaps it is unorthodox, for one as young and hurt as me, but I enjoy it. It makes me feel strong and useful, and reminds me of the kindness that yet exists in the world. It gives me a purpose, but not just that, and it's not just about redemption, either. I'm not sure it has ever been, beyond a surface level understanding. I don't think I know why I truly prefer it. It's just... it feels good.

I'm trying to be gentler with myself. Perhaps many of the things that help me... shouldn't. But they do, and as long as they cause no harm, I see no logical reason I should continue to be ashamed.

Everything will be painful, but it will be worth it. It will be alright. Everyone is worth fighting for. Perhaps that might even include me.

Baba.

I'm still a little in shock that I have the honor and the joy of calling you family. You are a kind and wise person, and to know you brings me great happiness that I could never have imagined. You may not be the one who freed me, but you have taught me so much about how to be free nonetheless. How to live, more than survive. How to be loved.

You are strong. This world has not been kind to you, but you have met it with gentleness and strength few could hope to match. If I can be a fraction of the person you are, I will be at peace. You have always been great, and though things may be harder now, you are no less. Perhaps you are more.

No matter how difficult things may get, no matter how much pain you are in or how lost you feel, you are strong. And you are not alone. You never have to be alone again. You are so very loved. Always.

Your daughter,

Xiao. #🥀🖌️