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Holiday Special in Liyue

This was written for 2020 Christmas and decided to wait to upload it here. Be warned that characters revealed/released after December 2020 will not show up here.

Not a oneshot. Platonic!

Characters: Baizhu, Childe, Chongyun, Ganyu, Keqing, Ningguang Qiqi, Xianling, Xiao, Xingqui, Xinyan, Zhongli.

You are the traveller.

Spoiler alert: If you have not finished Farewell, Archaic Lord, I suggest you to not read this until you have done so.

Word count: 4.2k

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The prosperous Liyue Harbor had gone for far too long with sunshine and warmth, so when the cold air of Snezhnaya decided to blow with greater extent, the people immediately seek warmth in buildings and bundling themselves with layers of clothing.

"Wow..! It's snowing in Liyue?" Paimon looks out the window of the room you were staying in, staring at the snow that fell slowly to the ground, amaze at the sight of it. "Well, it is that festive season around Teyvat," you said, smiling at the sight of your companion being so excited at such a small thing. The first snow falling was indeed a sight to see for everyone to get so hyped for the oncoming day that they were most looking forward to- the holidays.

"Oh, we should start looking for gifts, Paimon," you say, counting down the days left. "Ooh! Is it for Paimon?" Paimon asks, turning to look at you with her star-filled eyes. You laughed and shook your head. "You'll have your present too, but I'm talking about giving gifts to our friends."

"Ooh, it's fun giving gifts!" Paimon nods excitedly. You walked over to the desk in the room, pulling out a notepad and pen from its drawer. "Well, any idea what we could buy then?" You looked at your companion. "Food! If Paimon likes food, so will they," she answers. You shook your head with a smile, dismissing her idea and went to decide the gifts yourself, which took a lot of thinking to do and once you were done thinking for Zhongli's- the last person on the list- you and Paimon headed outside.

"Paimon doesn't get it, can't you just pick whatever looks expensive and give it as a gift?" Paimons hovers beside you, watching as you crouch on the sands and pick up shells. The first gift you were picking up was for Childe. He hasn't left Liyue just yet, saying that he wants to loiter around a bit before you two part for a good amount of time.

You shook your head. "Giving a gift to someone must be from the bottom of your heart to truly be special," you say, picking up a beautiful starconch shell that you think that Childe might like. "Hmph, but why that man? He's a Harbinger," Paimon states, which was something you couldn't argue so you just shrug and stood up, a beautiful shell in hand. "That's one thing down. Now, let's go to the market-- a lot of the items could be found there." And indeed were there the many things you were looking for, each gift different from the last.

"Hm? Hey, why if it isn't (Y/N)." Just ahead, in the middle of the streets, was the brunette whom you had fought not long ago. "You guys shopping?" He looks at the bags your were holding curiously, trying to get a peek inside one of them. "A, ah..!" You look towards Paimon who immediately shoved the gifts inside her infinity backpack, Childe staring quizzically at your hasty action. "Yeah, just grocery shopping," you said, partially lying since you did went and buy food for Paimon.

You gulped, seeing as his eyes revealed skepticism, but was relieved when he didn't push on. "Ah, anyway, it's a good thing that I bumped into you, actually," he says, "I was hoping to invite you to dinner for the holiday-- with Mr. Zhongli, of course."

"Hey, what about Paimon!?" Paimon asks, a bit offended at her disregard of presence. "Ah, of course you too, Paimon. I'd figured that if (Y/N) agrees, you'll come along." With that being said, Paimon agrees in your stead, so that you didn't have a say. "I'm glad to hear that. Then, I'll see you quite soon." He waves and disappears into the crowd.

You turn to look at Paimon. "I thought you didn't like Childe," you state, to which your little companion shrugs and giggles awkwardly. She just wanted the free food from the expensive restaurant that was hard for ordinary folks to get in.

And so, when the first snow on that day fell, you two were already up and ready. "Who should we go to first?" Paimon asks, to which you ponder for a quick second before answering, "To Bubu Pharmacy."

Upon arriving, you didn't see anyone at the front counter, but you know all too well by now that there is. "Hello, Qiqi." You walk closer, leaning over the counter to see the little zombie-child. "(Y/N), you are here," she says softly, cranking her head up to look at you and Paimon.

"Heya, Qiqi! What are you doing?" Paimon asks, seeing herbs beside her on the ground. Qiqi notices where she was looking and said, "Oh, Qiqi was arranging these before Dr. Baizhu comes back, but Qiqi can't reach the higher drawers." At the sight of the pouting child, you and Paimon felt pity. "Awe, Qiqi, don't worry. We'll help you," Paimon says, but when she said 'we' she meant you.

Atfter putting the herbs into their proper cabinet, Qiqi thanked you for your help. "Oh? Well, if it isn't (Y/N). Do you need anything? I doubt you came here to play with little Qiqi." Baizhu enters from the front, a warm smile on his face. You greeted the man and suddenly remembered that you came to the pharmacy with a purpose. "Oh? A present?" Baizhu repeats, seeing Paimon take two boxes from her bag. Humming, you nod and hand one of the present over to the doctor-- the one which was larger of the two.

"Would it be alright to open it now?" he asks, eyeing the box in excitement. You nodded. "Be my guess." Hearing this, Baizhu did not wait a second too long and opened it. In it, contained herbs of all sorts across Teyvat, all in their own mini boxes. You had heard of his incurable illness, and wanting to help him find the medicine, you bought many and all sorts of herbs. "Oh my, thank you, (Y/N)." The look in his eyes clearly showed warmth and love. He truly loved the present.

"You're welcome. I hope you like the things I put in there." You smiled and then knelt to the same level as Qiqi. "And this one is for you. I'm sure you'll love it." Qiqi reaches her small hands and took the gift silently and open it. Looking at what was inside, Qiqi gasps and stares up at you. "Coconut milk?" she asks and you nod. Qiqi carefully places the box and wrap her arms around your neck, saying a 'thank you'. You hug her small frame in return and the two of you soon separate. Qiqi went ahead and went to the back to open her drink, leaving you and Baizhu, him thanking you once more.

"Enjoy your holiday," Baizhu bids, seeing you walk down the long set of stairs and disappearing amongst the crowds. The next place you planned on going to was the office occupied by the Qixing. It wasn't as grand as the Jade Chamber that met its end, but regardless, it was still fancy, seeing as this was in Liyue after all.

When you opened the door, you were immediately pushed to the ground-- though not on purpose. "Ah, my apologies. I wasn't looking where I was going." It was an assistant working for the Qixing, and by the looks of her state and those within the building, you could tell that she was stressed.

"Oh, it's no big deal. Here, let's help you." You picked up a file of papers along with the female and stood up, giving her her papers. "Thank you. I'm sorry, but I must be off." She hastily leaves you on the spot, not giving you time to say anything.

"Wow, Lady Ningguang doesn't even rest on holidays," Paimon says, seeing that there was much chaos in the building. Walking further into the building, you met a familiar face, looking quite distressed. "Ganyu!" You called, drawing her to a halt midway and turning to you and Paimon. "Ah, (Y/N), what are you doing here?" she asks, setting down a brown box thag she was carrying onto a nearby table.

"It looks like you guys are quite busy, so I'll make it short. I wanted to give you guys a gift for Christmas," you say and handed her a box, to which she looks to you before taking it. "A gift? Ah, you didn't need to go to such lengths for me," she shyly says, scratching her cheek. You smiled at the adeptus. "You're my friend. Of course, I won't forget about you," you said, earning a smile from her.

"Then, I'm assuming you want to see Lady Ningguang as well?" she asks and you nod. "Well, I can take you to her, but I'm not quite sure if she would be free to have a conversation with you."

"That's fine. I didn't plan to stay long and keep her from her work," you state. Ganyu nods her head and leads you to her office where you both see her behind the desk, eyes glued on a sheet of paper. "Lady Ningguang." Ganyu lightly taps on the door's frame with her knuckles. "Someone would like to see you."

The Tianquan looks up and sees you. "Ah, (Y/N), what brings you here? It is quite nice to see you, but I'm afraid it isn't quite the appropriate time to sit down and have tea." She stands up from her seat and walks around, her stature hovering yours. Ganyu excuses herself and returns to her work. "Um, why don't you and Paimon sit down first?" She ushers the two of you to a cushioned chair as she took the one opposite of yours.

"Forgive me for my rudeness as I don't quite have the things to brew you tea and give you a snack," she says. You shook your head. "No, it's alright. We didn't plan to keep you away from your work for too long," you say. "I noticed how you don't have a lot of assistants today, although you seem to be quite busy."

"Ah, yes, I have sent home the majority of them, seeing as it is Christmas. Those who are in the building right now, do so of their own volition. It is much appreciated," she states, staring out of the open door to see one of her assistants running past the door. "Wait, so, if no one decided to help you, you would still be here doing work?"

She turns to you and smiled. "Of course. There are many things to do since the incident with a past god that if I take a break, I'm afraid that I might have more work to do," she said, seeing your face turn to disbelief. Lady Ningguang is truly one of a kind. She chuckles. "Don't worry about it, (Y/N). Anyway, what did you come here for?"

"Right! I came to give you a gift.." You took out a small, rectangular box that was beautifully wrapped and adorned with a ribbon. "Hm, for me?" She kindly takes the present and stares at it and then to you, who smiled excitedly. "May I?" she asks and you nodded. It was a two-set jaded hairpin of a dragon and pheonix. She was in awe of the present, showing you her sincere love for the gift. You admit, it was quite expensive-- the most expensive gift on your list. It hurt your wallet and soul, but upon seeing her reaction, it made you feel a little better and felt as if it was totally worth it.

"Thank you, (Y/N). I wish to give you something in return--" You cut her off, putting a hand up and shaking your head. "I didn't give you a gift and expect you would give one back," you said and smile. "I'm happy that you like them." You chatted a bit as to not make it seem a bit rude that you were there to just drop off and leave before getting up and leaving the building.

"(Y/N)?" Drawing yours and Paimon's attention to your right, you see the Yuheng of the Qixing. "What were you doing inside the office?" The female draws closer, much relaxed than when the 'death' of Rex Lapis took place.

"Keqing, I was going to look for you just now!" you greet. "Looking for me?" she repeats and you nodded. "I was going to give you a gift, but you weren't inside." You handed her a small, purple box with a single ribbon wrapping it. The girl stare at the box on surprise and looks up at you. "I don't recall ever doing anything that might make you want to give me a gift," she trailed.

You shook your head. "It's a Christmas gift," you said. "Ah, Christmas.. Yes, thank you. Although, you could just have left it to Ganyu to deliver it to me," she states. "But it wouldn't feel more meaningful if I were to do that," you said, smiling. The Yuheng smiles and thanks you once more and waved you off as you went to look for the others, going to the food street that you know one of them is bound to be at.

"Xianling, hey!" The sudden call of her name draws the little chef  to your direction. "Ah, (Y/N)!" She smiles, seeing you and Paimon draw close. "Oh? (Y/N) is here?" Another voice steps in, bringing your attention to one of the tables.

Placing the book that covered the other person's face, they greeted you with a smile. "Xingqui! And Chongyun?" You look to the side of the male and see that his dear friend was also there, greeting you with a quick 'hello'.

"Xiangling had just recently added a new menu for the holiday, so why don't the two of you come and sit down? It'll be my treat," Xingqui gestures to the two remaining seats. "Ooh, yay!" Paimon floats over to one of them, excited for the free meal.

You shook your head, smiling, and joined the three at the table. "Xiangling, I'd like to order two more of what we ordered just now," Xingqui says to the female and she nods. "You got it!" she says and dashes off to the kitchen.

"What are the two of you doing here? I doubt you came seeking for food." Xingqui turns his head away from the disappearing chef and to you. "We actually wanted to give Xiangling a present. And since that the two of you are here, it makes things easier for me since I was about to look for you guys after," you admit, drawing a curious gaze from the two, young males.

"Oh? You've gotten us presents as well? How sweet of you," Xingqui compliments, giving a close-eyed smile. "We can save the gift-giving after we have our food. That way, it feel much more special."

Xiangling returns to the front, balancing a couple of dishes wherever she could and deliver it to your table. "We have not tried the food yet, so let us enjoy it together." Xingqui smiles.

Paimon was the first to dig in, of course, and the first to feel full. Chongyun, however, couldn't quite enjoy the food and created havoc in the restaurant-- Xingqui ordered a meal with spice, not letting his friend know of it. It was always chaotic with this duo.

"Ah, I think this would be the most perfect time to hand out the presents, my liege," Xingqui says, chin resting on the back of his hands and giving you a cheeky, close-eyed smile as he ignore his dear friend running around in the back.

You eyed the bookworm and Chongyun with a semi questioning and worrying look, not sure what to say at that moment. "I'll also hold onto dear Chongyun's present for when he gets better," he adds. "A, ah.. Alright." After handing him his and Chongyun's present, you excused yourself for a bit to hand Xiangling her present. "Oh, wow! A gift for me? Thank you, (Y/N)!" The girl giggles and gave you an earnest smile.

After that, you, Paimon, Xingqui, and the crazed Chongyun stood outside of the restaurant, ready to bid goodbye and part ways. "It was truly an honour to dine with you and I extend my thanks on behalf of Chongyun," Xingqui says, re-adjusting the arm of Chongyun's around his neck. "We better be off now. Have a wonderful time." With that, the second son of some rich family, turns the opposite direction and drags his passed out friend along, disappearing from your sight.

"Who are we going to next?" Paimon asks, feeling satisfied. "Xinyan," you answered. The search for Xinyan wasn't easy, seeing as she has to move around the city to hide from the Milleliths for when she performs.

"Hey, Xinyan!" you called out when you finally found her sitting on a crate in some corner. The girl stopped whatever she was doing and looks up at you. "Oh, hey! Whatcha doin' here? You finally here to see one of my concerts?" She grins, straightening herself up. You chuckled, feeling a bit guilty. "Ah, actually, I can't do that today, sorry," you said, scratching the back of your head and averting your eyes.

"Haha, it's no big deal. I figured that you were here for somethin' else. So, what is it?" she asks, her usual grin unwavering when she asked. Knowing this, you felt a bit relieved, taking out the present meant for her. "This is for you." The girl looks af the gift with a visible expression of surprise. "For me?" she asks, slowly taking the gift from your hand. "Uh, can I open it?" She looks up from the box and to you, looking for permission.

"Well, it is yours," you say. The girl opens and the look of delight glimmer in her eyes. She looks up at you with a semi disbelief in her eyes. "No way, are you sure this is for me? It looks expensive!" And it indeed was, but it wasn't as expensive as the hairpins for Ningguang. "Of course, it's for you. Who else would it be for, if not for you?" you ask. The girl grins and smacks your back hard, causing you to cough. "Thanks for this, mate. I mean it."

"Ah, it's no problem," you hiss, trying to rub your back of the tingling pain. The girl cackles at your actions, knuckles resting on the side of her hips as she does so. "Well, since ya aren't stayin', it means that you have places to be, yeah? Then, you best be off." She pushes you along. "You can always come and see one of my performances later."

You look over your shoulder, and with a smile, you nodded. "Let's go, Paimon," you say to your friend and made your way outside the city to the inn at Dihua Marsh, hoping that the person you want to see will be there.

"Do you think he'll be here?" Paimon asks as you two took the elevator up. "Well, that is what I'm hoping for." With that said, the elevator safely reached the top and you waltz inside to find Verr Goldett behind the counter as always. "Oh? (Y/N), what brings you here?" The boss of the inn greets with a smile.

"Sorry to drop by so suddenly. I am looking for Xiao. Is he here?" you ask. She brought up a finger to her chin and look at the ceiling, thinking. "Mm, I believe he is out right now. Is something the matter?" she asks, facing you. You shook your head. "I just wanted to give him something. Is it alright if I wait for him?"

"Of course." She nods. You made your way up the stairs, Paimon trailing not too far behind, to the highest level of the inn and waited at the balcony that you two had first met. You remembered it not having the best first impression of the adeptus, but the journey certainly changed that.

"What are you doing here?" A cold, monotone voice of a man asks from behind, drawing yours and Paimon's attention.

There stood the yaksha whom you have been excited to meet, crossing his arms as he gave you the look of questioning and solid eyes. "I was waiting for you," you earnestly say. "Waiting for me? For what?" He walks closer to where you stood and rested his arms on the railing, putting all weight on it.

You took out the present, drawing the male's attention away from the scenery to you, a curious gaze as he does so. "To give you this." You outstretched your two arms that held a larger box than the others that you've given. He looks at you quite surprised, but turned to yet another confused look. "Uh, what's this?" he asks, looking from you to the box.

"Don't tell me you don't know that today is the holiday!" you say in almost disbelief. "Huh? Oh, yeah.. Is it that time of year that mortals get excited about?" he questions and you nodded happily and urge him to take the gift- to which he did. "Uh, um.. T, thank you," he utters almost in a whisper, averting his eyes to the ground and covering his mouth with a hand. You notice that his ears was slightly pink, making you chuckle.

"H, hey, what's so funny?" He snaps his head towards your shaking body as you couldn't hold the laugh. "S-sorry, it's just that.. I never thought that an adeptus could get so shy from receiving presents!" you honestly say. Hearing this, he turns his head away, his face much more red.

He clicks his tongue. "I've never received a present from anyone else other than Rex Lapis, okay?" he states, trying to hide his face. Hearing this, you stopped chuckling and stare with a soft gaze at the shy adeptus. "Well, I won't hold much of your time, and I'm sure you wouldn't want us to watch you open the present, so I'll get going now," you say, beginning to walk down the stairs with a wave.

"W, wait!" You stopped on your tracks and look over your shoulder. He turns his body to face you and took a deep breath. "Thank you.. I mean it," Xiao says, eyes still glued to the ground. You huffed a smile. "You're welcome. Happy holidays, Xiao."

"Ooh, are we going to go to the dinner with Childe and Mr. Zhongli now?" Paimon asks excitedly when the two of you got to the bottom, to which you nodded. "We can also give the gifts to them there."

"Hey, (Y/N)!" Childe waves from a far off table once you two stepped inside Luili Pavillion, standing up to greet you excitedly. "I was worried that you forgot about today," he admits, scratching the back of his head as he chuckles.

"Even if I did forget, I'm sure Paimon wouldn't forget it, seeing as you're treating us to a free meal," you laugh and turn to greet Zhongli who greets back. "It is certainly most enjoyable to dine with others on such a day," Zhongli admits, a small smile on his charming face. "The food should be here quite soon. I have ordered a special dish of Liyue that only comes once a year of this month."

"Ooh, Paimon can't wait!" she squeals in her seat. "Ah, I think it would be appropriate to give you guys your gifts now," you say and took out two gifts-- one for each of the male. "Oh? A present?" Zhongli humbly takes his gift, eyeing the box. "It is quite different from offerings," you state.

"Thank you, (Y/N)," Childe says, taking his present off of your hands. "I'm honoured to receive a gift from you." He chuckles. Soon after saying that, two waiters came to your table and placed a hefty amount of food on the table. "Ah, it's finally here! Well, dig in."

"If you should ever want anything else on the menu, please ask away," one of the waiters say. "Hoho! Paimon is sure to ask!" Paimon says and grabs her chopsticks.

The night was full of warmth and chatter, and a crying Childe who asks for a spoon and fork to eat the meal before Paimon could vacuum. What happened on that day was special and felt as if all the chaos that had now passed didn't even happen at all. You were sure to miss Liyue when you depart to Inazuma, a part of you remaining on this special day on repeat.

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Happy holidays everyone and have a happy new year! ^♡^

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CW//Twisted Wonderland Diasomnia Chapter spoilers!!

Malleus humming Once Upon a Dream..

Also, some people are speculating that Malleus' dreamt up all of Twisted Wonderland and when we actually wake up, we'll be back at the beginning of the game, before we even did Heartslabyul. 🥹💔 It's so.. It makes me cry.

Also.. Malleus extending Lilia's life? Is this hinting at something..?

Helloooo! I hope you day is going well （＾ω＾）

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Eyyy, first one served and I get Lilia!! 😭❤️💕💕 I like to imagine that he is there to be a supportive father.

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║Zhongli║Family Outing

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Female reader as requested.

Fluff.

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Even when it was just the two of you, you were expected to bring mora, so why would that change when there is an added person into the family?

"Mommy, Mommy! Look here, I finally tie it on my own!" A little rascal came running to your room with booming footsteps echoing down the hall, where you were still getting ready, showing you their poorly tied tie. You look over at the door and let a little chuckle before walking towards the smaller male who was quite the unique set of eyes and kneeling down to his level. "Wow, it looks good!" you praised, fixing the bowtie for him, earning a cute, little laugh from him.

The little rascal whose bowtie you were trying to fix was none other than your child, Qian. Qian was a unique child as he had features that normal humans don't have.

A second set of footsteps came echoing down the halls and stopped at your door. You look up and see your dearest husband, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed and an unshakeable smile on his lips as he stares at the two most precious beings in the world. "Not going to mention how I helped you, I see." The older male chuckles. Qian turns his head to look up at his father before looking back at you again. "Oh yeah! Daddy taught me how to tie it, hehe," the adorable, little boy adds.

You laugh at the added statement and stood up. "Alright, should we go now?" you ask to which both of the males nodded- one with excitement. "Oh, right, Qian, make sure you hide your horns." You look at the two sets of horns that rested on top of the little boy's head.

As said before, the reason why Qian is unique is that he was a mix of a mortal and god-- yours and Zhongli's.

"Oopsies! I didn't know." He quickly retracted his horns so that they were no longer visible. His eyes, however, remained the same glowing amber eyes just like his father's; a truly unique set of eyes that makes him differ from everyone else along with his hair, and also the fact that he had the same immortality as his father.

You walked over to the door where Zhongli wrapped an arm around your waist and gave you a quick kiss on the lips. "Ew, that's gross!" Qian covers his eyes with his hands as he said so, making both you and Zhongli laugh at the little action. "Can we go now? I want toys and books!"

"Alright, we can go now. Come, grab mommy's hand," you said and offer him a hand for him to hold onto. He uncovers his eyes and reaches for your hand, feeling the warmth from his tiny hands and fingers trying to cover most of it. Zhongli went to the other side of him and held his other hand and left the house.

"Mommy, mommy! Look at the doggies!" Qian points at the two dogs that watch the inner part of the bridge, giggling as the dogs wag their tails and walking closer to the young boy. He let go both of his hands from either of yours and Zhongli's grasp and went over to the dogs, ruffling their furs. You smiled before turning to your husband, "Can you watch over Qian while I buy a few things?" Not wanting to take Qian away from the dogs, you relied on Zhongli.

He nods and places a kiss on your head. "Of course," Zhongli says. On every outing, you would take this as a chance for grocery shopping. It was hard to keep the fridge at home full especially when you had a little tyke that sneaks into the kitchen for snacks.

Not wanting to overfill the fridge, you bought only the necessary things that you have fully noted down on a paper along with snacks for Qian. He- although has the same mindset as his father's and a bit of his knowledge- could be quite the handful when he doesn't get his snacks-- throwing tantrums when he wants things. But that was just how kids were and there is nothing else you could do to appease them.

"Mommy, where did you go?" Qian asks when you returned with a bag, still playing with the dogs. "Just went to buy food," you answered, smiling as Zhongli offers to take the bag from your hands. A gentleman, he was.

"What about snacks?" He leapt up excitedly, walking away from the dogs to clung onto your dress. "I wouldn't dare forget them," you replied, seeing his eyes light up happily, then hugging your legs. "You're the best, Mommy!" You rolled your eyes. "So, I'm the best when I buy you your snacks, huh?" you ask, feigning offence and pick him up to meet your eyes. He shakes his head frivolously and re-worded his words, "Mommy is the best even when she doesn't buy Qian snack!" He kisses your cheeks and you giggled.

"What about me?" Zhongli speaks up, pointing at himself as he waits in expectance. Giggling, Qian reaches out for his father who happily engulfed him in a warm hug. The little boy then places a kiss on Zhongli's cheek and smiled. "There! Daddy gets a kiss too, so don't be sulky anymore." Zhongli chuckles and places a kiss on his son's cheeks as well.

"Where would you like to go, Qian?" Zhongli asks, carrying him with one hand as he holds the bag with the other. "Toys!" he exclaims, eyes glimmering with stars. Chuckling, the three of you made your way to a toy shop where Zhongli put Qian down to roam the store, excitedly picking a lot of toys. "Qian, you can only pick two things, okay? You already have a lot back home," you reminded, sweat dropping.

"B, but Qian really likes them..!" He pouts, giving you his doll-like eyes as he pleads. It was something that he always does and was very effective. You felt an imaginary punch to your stomach, picturing your soon-to-be empty wallet, but you just didn't know how to say no to such a face. You cranked your head to your side, looking at your husband who stood idly by cluelessly, hinting him to help.

He notices your graved face and immediately understood and clears his throat. "Qian, mora, you see, may just be a materialistic thing that one can obtain, but obtaining it is much harder than you realize, so mortals always make note of things called prices that requires mora. By doing so, they can save extra mora for other needed things," he lectures, though it doesn't seem that Qian understood what his father told him.

"Mommy can go get more, right?" he asks, clearly not understanding what Zhongli had said. "Money shouldn't be thrown around carelessly, sweetie," you spoke, kneeling to his level and placing a hand on his shoulder, his bright eyes reflecting off of yours. "Okay.. But we can come back to buy them, right?" Qian asks, to which you nodded. "Then, Qian will pick these two! Mr. Cyclops is cool!"

You look at the toy in his hand, knowing that it was a very popular toy from Snezhnaya. The toy maker was also very popular amongst children, so it was understandable seeing Qian choosing the toy. You stood up and ruffled his head before turning to place a kiss on Zhongli's cheeks. "It wasn't the best explanation, but it did make him choose two," you say and walked off to pay for the toys.

"Mommy, mommy, I'm hungry!" Qian tugs on your hands after so much walking. "Well, it is the afternoon.. Where does Qian want to go?" you ask. "I want to eat where that fire-breathing teddy bear is!" he says almost immediately, showing his enthusiasm. "Ah, Wanmin Restaurant it is." You chuckled, knowing he meant Guoba.

"Hello, welcome to Wanmin Restaurant! Please, sit wherever you like!" Xiangling greets. Qian's smile grew wider when his eyes landed on the girl and ran up to her as you and Zhongli walked to an empty table. "Miss, can I see Mr. Fire-breathing Bear?" he asks, tugging her clothes. "Oh, of course, Qian!" the female giggles and takes Guoba out. On every outing, Wanmin Restaurant was one of the places Qian loves to go and that's because of Xiangling's Guoba. He would never go to another restaurant even when suggested.

Xiangling sat her bear on the extra seat around your table- right beside Qian- and look towards you and Zhongli. "Please, take your time to look over the menu! Oh, I've also added new dishes that children might like," Xiangling says enthusiastically before leaving the table to tend to other customers.

After choosing lunch, Xiangling makes off to the kitchen and leave the three of you plus Guoba to chat for a while. "Mr. Fire-breathing Bear is cute!" Qian states, touching the bear. "Mommy, can Qian have one too?" He turns to look at you.

"Ah.. Of course!" you say, giving him a close-eyed smile. It was a good thing that Guoba was behaving on order or else it could hurt someone.

"Here are your orders!" Xiangling returns as quickly as she went, the order in her hands and places it on the table. "And a little snack for little Qian!" she says. Qian giggles and thanked her before she excused herself once more, bringing her Guoba along.

After that, you just strolled around the city until sunset and eyed interesting things, making sure that neither Qian nor Zhongli went off on their own for things they've found an interest in. It was indeed fun, but it almost felt like you had to babysit Zhongli as well who almost always wanders around to buy things without preparing money with him.

"Mommy, how come Daddy isn't allowed to bring money with him?" Qian asks, running along the edge of the docks, pretending that his Mr. Cyclops can fly. Zhongli was certainly caught by surprise and a tint of pink was seen on his face as he forcefully coughs onto his fist-- most likely embarrassed for the reason. You snickered, eyeing the man from the side of your eyes before looking over to the little boy. "He is bad at managing money, so that is why mommy has them. And also because daddy always forgets to bring his money," you answered. "When he was courting me, I had to pay for most things to which he will pay by taking me out for dinner." It was only times that Zhongli can date onto a calendar, that he will remember to bring money. Other than that? Expect to bring your wallet.

"How did daddy manage to marry mommy like that?" he asks, surprised and draws his full attention to the two of you. "Well, daddy has other charms to look at. He's especially good in b--" Zhongli immediately covers your mouth, knowing full well of what you were about to say. "I would take whatever means necessary to marry your mother-- mora aside, of course," Zhongli states, hearing you laugh from beside him, though having a mouth over you.

You remove his hand to add on but was then cut off by putting a hand over your mouth. He laced his arm around your waist and draws you close before removing the hand and placing a kiss on your cheek. "I'm just kidding. You know I will never say that," you say, giggling at his attempt to shut you up.

"Ew, daddy is kissing mommy!" Qian spoke, drawing your attention to the young boy. "It was just a kiss on the cheek.." you say. "That is still kissing!" Qian defends.

You chuckled. "Alright, come here, Qian. It's time to go home and make dinner," you say, outstretching a hand for him to hold. He excitedly runs towards you and grabs hold of your free hand, your other being held by Zhongli.

After dinner, you all sat in the living room for some more family bonding time, Qian now presenting his horns as he plays with his new toys along with his old ones. But it didn't take long for the hours to pass before looking at the clock and decided that it was time for Qian to go to sleep.

"Alright, Qian, time to go to sleep," you say. "But I still want to play with Mr. Cyclops.." He pouts. "You can play with Mr. Cyclops tomorrow, okay? He won't leave," you assured. He was a bit reluctant, but soon allowed you to pick him up to bring him to his bedroom, Zhongli trailing behind.

You helped him change into sleepwear and tuck him nicely under the blanket, then turning on the lamp on his bedside table and turning off the light before returning to sit on the edge of his bed. "Good night, Qian. Let mommy and daddy see you in your dreams," you say softly and kiss his forehead. "Good night.. Mommy.." With that, his eyelids fell heavy, drifting him off to dream land.

You stood up and turn to look at the door, seeing Zhongli's eyes glowing much brighter in the dark room. One more look at Qian before you made your way to Zhongli who waited outside the hall, leaving the door slightly open as usual.

"I'm tired." You yawned, wiping a tired tear from the corner of one of your eyes. Zhongli chuckles lowly and caught you by surprise by picking you up, bridal style. "Then, it must be time for my dear to sleep as well," Zhongli says, smiling down at you as he walks to yours and his bedroom where he lies you down and crawling to the other side of the bed, getting underneath the blanket with you.

You muzzled into his chest, letting him wrap his strong arms around you closely and engulfing you in his warmth. "Good night, my dear." He kisses your forehead. You hummed, tired, and said, "Good night, my love."

---

If Lilia broke up with me I'd probably go for the therapist. I need to assess what the fork is wrong with me, why do I gravitate unsustainable relationships with single grandads

Haha, so true, anon! Lilia is just too good of a forbidden fruit for us. ^v^

║Lilia Vanrouge║ Sweet and Naive / “True Ending”

Terrifying General, Lilia Vanrouge.

Reader: No pronouns or description used. Gender neutral.

You don't need to read part 1 or other versions to understand. ^^

All rights reserved. Do not steal/copy and paste and upload it anywhere.

–

What would come of a fairytale, if one could rewrite it?

Would it try to go back to its correct course of path as written by fate itself?

Would it just be a repeat of the things already done and dealt with as in the course written by fate?

What would the characters in a story be like today, if one could rewrite it?

Would their virtues and everything that they believe in change?

Would their behaviours– the way they treat life– be any different in effect to their beliefs being changed? Can it be changed?

…

My child, do you wish to go back to the past and rewrite your story?

–

What would come of a fairytale, if one could rewrite it?

Would it try to go back to its correct course of path as written by fate itself?

Would it just be a repeat of the things already done and dealt with as in the course written by fate?

What would the characters in a story be like today, if one could rewrite it?

Would their virtues and everything that they believe in change?

Would their behaviours– the way they treat life– be any different in effect to their beliefs being changed? Can it be changed?

…

My child, do you wish to go back to the past and rewrite your story?

–

The streets of a no-name, small town village was bustling with a crowd of locals going to and fro from point A to point B then shortly returning back to point A– which, if you did not catch on– is their home. Despite being out in the wilderness– isolated– the people were full of energy and chattering away with neighbours or a stall’s keeper. All was as it should be.

Everything one could ever need or want can all be found inside their safe haven and so, one never had the reason to go outside of their realm. In fact, because of these reasons, tales passed around by locals since birth arose: Never go into the forest. There are monsters far terrifying than you and I who see the outside world as its playground.

You’d live by that saying religiously all your childhood up until you're now considered a mature fae. But since then, you got bored of your village. You were very much still a young fae, but a fae has many, many years ahead of them so in perspective, eventually you would grow tired of seeing the same thing and talking to the same people over and over again. Other faes could say otherwise– preferring the peace that their haven provides– but you, for one, have already gone restless doing the same chores in your short existence as a fae. 

It does not matter to you what your neighbour is doing so in hindsight, they would not have a care in the world of what you have been up to. But, regardless of race, people talk. You have been warned time and time again not to step outside the village as the sages– as they like to call themselves– can’t keep you protected from danger when you step outside. Did you listen? No. But, you did make sure to not stray too far away from the eyes of the village guards so that you won’t worry your nosy, elderly neighbour. When you tried to pry stories of the world from them, all they did was shake their head with a warning of the creatures out there. For you see, this village is only just a few thousand years old and the first of its villagers were the faes that were starting to lose touch of themselves. You concluded that if it is recent, then surely they come from somewhere not from here. 

In your early days of youth, you went to school and learned that there were more to faes than what you were lead to believe. Some of those things that you learned was that your kind, although stronger by a hair than humans, were far down below the pyramid. However, you did learn that there were more than one type of fae just as how humans and sea species were much different from each other. There is more to this world than what meets the eye and you want to discover it all. 

When you were in your adolescent years, did others come to know you as the curious fae, with each step taking you further out in the forests but never too far away from the watch of the village guards. There, you found a small pond with water as blue as crystal diamonds with a bit of the sun’s rays through the thick trees, casting an alluring light upon it. It was an enchanting sight to behold. You wanted your friends to come along with you to this pond, but they refused once they knew that it meant taking a step outside the village. After a while, you did earn yourself a title, so to say, of being a troubled fae. You even had the honour of meeting one of the Sages- elder faes that maintain the protective barrier- (or so they’d like to call themselves) who came with a lecture. 

They left defeatedly since you only negotiated not to wander far away rather than listen and stay inside the protection zone. Still, it was better than one of their own being killed far out there, and it’s not like you go out every day since you had students to plan a lesson for. 

–

One day, when you were cozying inside your home, baking apple pie for lunch, did you feel something outside the window tug at you. Since you were closer to the gates, you could feel more of this overbearing aura.

Just as you were thinking what it could be, a scroll magically appears before you. It’s from the Sages, warning everyone not to go outside the gates. You figured that they could feel it too, this aura. It was threatening, but you feel a familiar, fuzzy feeling from it. 

You tried to ignore it, but being the curious one, you eventually sighed in defeat and sneaked past the guards who were now very much on edge. The villagers, despite not needing to, all went inside their homes. 

This feeling became more known and as you continued to go deeper into the forest– in the direction of the pond you had discovered in your youth– did you feel as if gravity was weighing on you more. 

When you got to the pond, you were stopped short at the sight of someone lying on the field of grass just a few feet away from you. Are they the cause of this? Cautiously, you approached the person and discovered the blood and scratches all over the parts that were visible (which wasn’t much since they were dressed in black, military clothing and adorned with silver ornaments from head to and left only the face and hands bare). 

It was then that the anxiousness set in when you realized that someone was injured– possibly bleeding to death– in front of you. “H, hey.. Are you alive? Well, I mean, you clearly are since you’re still breathing, but what I meant was if you are awake?” You rambled, getting onto your knees and tapping lightly on the shoulders. Nothing. They weren’t responsive.

Turn away.

You didn’t know what to do. You could go back and forget about everything you’ve seen, but then you’ll live your entire, long life in guilt that you had knowingly killed someone. But, you hadn’t seen this person before and based on the way they dress hinted that they are not someone from the village.. They could be dangerous for all you knew. Like, just look at the way they dressed! It’s like nothing you’ve seen before with dark, scary colours. 

You bite your lower lip before making the decision to do the good thing by carrying the person to your home through the back door since, well, alarms will sound if one were to see a suspicious person entering the village with you, the troubled fae known to run amok in the dangerous forest. 

–

You had laid the person down on your couch and plopped on the floor beside it. You were exhausted. Who would have thought that they were so heavy? It could be because of the clothing.. After a short rest, you went to work, stripping the person of their shirt but that is when you had a startling realization that they were a man. His stomach was very much defined by muscles. Blood rushes to your face at the sight of seeing a man bare in front of you. Sure, you had seen men- especially those who worked at the smithery- bare, but this was completely different! You had thought that he was a she- a woman- because of their long, silky hair and fair complexion free of imperfection. Let’s not also forget that you had stripped the man who is very much unconscious. 

Shaking the filthy thoughts away, you went back to doing what you were supposed to do, emitting a faint, green from your palms. Although, you didn’t think it’ll heal fully since the cuts this man sustained were much deeper than you had thought. When you were taking his clothes off, you didn’t think that he had so many wounds.. Just where did he come from? At that thought, your eyes wandered towards the side of his face. You hadn’t noticed before, but he also had ears much like yours. You’ve read books of human anatomy and you can confirm that just like every other species in your books, humans, too, had very different physical appearance, one obvious part were their ears.  

So, he’s a fae.. But you had never seen him in the village before, and seeing his military uniform, you would assume that he was a fighter and someone who protects his village. Still, the uniform was nothing like even the captains in the village. Could it be.. That he isn’t a fae from here? Could he be those other types of faes you read about in books? You recalled reading of a very prominent kingdom ruled by the strongest fae alive. What was it called? You remembered it going something like Sally.. Valley..? O’ how you wished you could recall it!

–

The stranger was still asleep by the time sunset came. You were in the kitchen, preparing dinner for yourself and the man– if he ever wakes up today, that is. 

For some reason, you felt that he was familiar to you, but you couldn’t recall when– if you had ever– met him. But you hadn’t gone anywhere else but the village. It’s where you’ve been all your life, but you can’t shake this feeling no matter how much you try. 

Just then, your ears slightly rose at the sound of movement from the living room. Is he awake? You turned down the heat of the stove, initially letting the stew sit, and went to check on the man. 

His eyes were still shut but his facial features contorted in pain. Seeing that his wounds were opening again (what can you say? Your magic wasn’t all that powerful) and bleeding through the bandages, you rush to quickly sedate his pain. 

It was only when his face relaxed that you, too, relaxed. If only you were a mage working for the Sages, you wouldn’t be feeling so drained. You had never used this much magic until today. You noted that maybe you should start training your body more to help with the lack of magic stamina. 

When you opened your eyes, you were staring at your hands on your lap and then towards the sleeping man. His chest raised and fell at a set pace. 

Turn away.

Other than the sounds of a clock ticking and his steady breathing, it was quiet. 

Your eyes never averts from his face and upon closer look, you were mesmerized at his long lashes. Pretty. Subconsciously, a hand reaches out to touch his face, noticing that there were strands of his hair on his face that obscures his full beauty. But why do you feel familiar..? 

Before you could even come close to touching his face, his eyes shot open. In one swift motion, you were underneath him with a bone-crushing hold on your wrist that dared to try to touch a forbidden fruit. “Who are you?” He growls with the look of alertness painted on his face. When an answer wasn’t given in milliseconds, his grip tightens, making you wince and stutter out, “I, I found you outside the village and b-brought you here to receive treatment.” 

Who would have thought that this man was capable of such strength? Sure, he does dress in scary uniform but with his face, you had thought he was not all that of a strong fae. 

At your true and honest statement, he relaxes a bit his grip, yet it remains holding your wrist until he could analyze your face- specifically your eyes- to decide whether or not he should kill you right here and right now before you could attempt to harm him. “L, look, I even bandaged you up and healed you a bit..” Nudging your head towards his torso, he looks down to see it carefully wrapped up, though it did not look like it was done by someone who had thorough knowledge of bandages.

After a dragged out moment of silence with you trembling underneath the fae, he cautiously lets you go, trained eyes still boring into you. You sat up and sat awkwardly beside him, trying to keep your eyes from wandering anywhere but your trembling hands. 

No one said a word which you couldn’t bare at all. What could you ask or say? Tell him that there’s food that you made? He must be hungry after all.. “U, um, I ma–” Before the sentence could even be finished, you were brought to attention when he stood up and scanned the living room before looking down to you. “I will be leaving now so it would be duly noted that you return my clothes,” he says once he has ascertained that his clothes were not in the room with him.

“Oh, about that.. They’re still being dried; I washed it because of the blood..” It was an awful smell that could attract the other faes to your house and that was definitely not something you would want, seeing as there is a fae who is clearly not from here. The clothes were not hung outside either for a faster dry and were, instead, hung above your bathtub. If anyone did come after smelling blood from earlier when you brought him here, the most certain spot they could see it would be at the back, out in the open. It was a man’s clothes and it is known that you were not housing a male. Other than that fact, it was clothing that is very foreign. 

His face was unreadable but you could tell that he was not having it. “T-they’ll be ready by tomorrow morning, I promise!” You quickly mention and carefully, “In.. In the meantime, why don’t you eat something? I cooked dinner..” 

—

He accepts and after dinner– Well, there wasn’t much going on really. It was much harder to talk to him- a stranger- than those Sages. After showing him to your spare bedroom and the bathroom, you went to look for clothes for him to change into, which was something hard to come by since he was extremely tall and huge. In fact, you had to go out and buy clothes for him to change into. Luckily, the store lady had not questioned you nor give you her look of suspicion. 

“If you need anything, I’ll be in the room beside yours.” Making sure he was comfortable and that all his needs were met, you turned on your heels to retire to your own bedroom. However, you did not manage to reach the door when he called for you again with a question on his tongue, “Before you leave, could you tell me where I am?

It is clear that you and I are of different breeds but nonetheless faes.” His question was to be expected and you answered honestly and with nothing more to speak of, you went to bed. The man with black locks remains awake past midnight and after regaining a bit of his strength, he emits a warm green from his palms. “An uncharted village far off the Kingdom but nonetheless still within territory..” His ruby eyes narrow. Who could have thought that a quaint little village is flourishing without the knowledge of the queen? Although, he could tell that just by you, this village was weak. “Illusionary magic..” He mumbles some more, words incoherent to tell exactly just what he was thinking. 

“This village.. Will be destroyed.” 

—

“H-how.. How was your sleep?” You greet him with the best of your smiles, though the slight twitch at the corner of your lips did not go unnoticed by the man. “I made breakfast so–” Before the sentence could have been finished, the dark-haired fae spoke with an air that would belong to that of a general in war, “It would be best that I leave now.” 

“Ah..” That’s right. He wants to go home badly, wherever that is. He looked like he was not even finished with whatever he was attending to before you had found him. But his wounds.. “Do not concern yourself with me. I am very much capable of healing myself,” he said plainly as if he had just read your mind. It was true, but with his spent power, it would be a while. Nevertheless, it will be fine and he is confident that it will replenish quickly. 

“Okay.. I'll bring your clothes down.” It was a short meaning and you honestly shouldn’t feel this.. Emotion of sadness swirling right at the centre of your heart, but for some reason you do. You had hoped that he would be able to chat with you for a while, seeing as he is from the outside. 

Just as he threw on his long war coat, there was a firm, three knocks on the door. You both stared at each other and you only opened the door when he gave you a nod of approval. 

Outside the door, a few soldiers and a sage greeted you. “Oh! Hello.. How may I help you, Sage?” “We came to you personally to check up on you and warn you to not step outside the barrier,” the old fae says. “There have been sightings of high grade monsters circling the village.”

What? Monsters? The barrier’s extra spells should have deterred them away and the only way for them to even get close was– Your eyes widened. Do they know that a village lies here? To break the illusion is to be aware of the illusion and you prayed that that would never happen.  

“The mysterious aura from yesterday had vanished but now monsters had come.. It is believed that those monsters had been led here.” 

The aura? Isn’t that.. 

—

After they had left, the man came out of hiding, “By the sounds of it, it seems that there will be heavy patrol..” Was the first thing he said. This gravely concerns him. With his power still weak, it would be hard to fight off those monsters. 

He was in deep thought about whether or not he could make it back to the kingdom in his current state and with those things outside when his ears perked at low mumbling which drew his attention to look up. “Um, I know you want to go home and I am aware that you are very capable but..” Playing with the hem of your shirt, you tried to find it within yourself to complete your words. 

Turn away. Let him go.

Let him go.

It could be because of this nurturing instinct that you had developed during your career or it could be this overwhelming sense of wanting to know him further that you selfishly want to make him stay just for a few more days. “Please, it is far too dangerous outside, even for you in your current state.” This was true. Before you found him yesterday, he had used a last resort and a bit more of his strength to get himself away from the field otherwise, he would have overblot, and it was because of this that he fell into a slumber to recuperate. 

“Alright.”

–

A week. It has been now a week since he had been under your care. He has been a great help around the house even though you were very persistent that he rested. Be that as it may, his wounds vanished in just a week. No, it wasn’t thanks to your weak spells; in just 4 days, he had managed to regain all the strength he had lost. You had surmised that it would have taken a month for him to be well again but you were wrong. Not even a scar was left to be found. You truly found wonder and awe in his type of species, but also found just how wide the gap of power truly was. 

Every night, he would go outside to clear out the monsters that were surrounding the village, and of course without alerting the village of his presence. He said something about the smell of an oncoming overblot could have lured them to where he is. You had briefly heard of this overblot when you were young and remembered fearing it so much so that you refused to use magic for a while. It answered a lot of questions about his appearance when he was found. 

“Dinner will be ready in a few minutes,” you called out from the kitchen, “Will you.. Be going out again?” When he entered the kitchen, he shook his head. “They have been cleared.” 

“Oh.. I see,” you smiled. You were thankful that now, the place was safe again for weak faes such as yourself. “Thank you.” Again, he shook his head, “It was my fault that they had come and so they were my responsibility.” 

Your eyes softened but quickly returned them to the stove. Nothing much is spoken about during dinner, finding that he enjoys his meal in silence. Well, that was until now. “I’ll be leaving tomorrow morning.” 

His words had the spoon stop half way to your mouth. So, it has finally come. You look up to meet his eyes yet there still was yet to be any signs of expression in them. “Ah.. Okay.. I’ll see you out tomorrow then..” Were the only words that you were able to throatily say. 

It had been fun having company, especially his, so it was saddening news. For the rest of the night, things moved quietly. 

–

Honestly, you still don’t understand why this aching feeling inside you was a hundred times worse than you had thought farewells would be, not even as you walked close to him to the spot where you first met him and would just be a few short seconds away before you never see him again. Ah, yes.. You’ll never see him after this.. He has, after all, a home somewhere just like how you have. He must have felt homesick by now. His family might be too!

You had only realized that he had stopped walking when you bumped into his back. This was it.. The time where words of parting will be said.

“I’ll be going now,” he said, his voice still that same monotonous tone. 

He stares into your eyes and you do the same. His eyes were much like crystals, you noticed. It also has a beautiful shade of red that matches well with his mysterious existence. 

His beautiful long locks looked lighter in the sun. And even though he dresses himself in full black clothing, to you, he looked ethereal. Like a god. 

“Mn.. I pray for your travels to be safe.” And so, with no further words being exchanged, he turned on his heels towards you and began walking the opposite direction from you. 

Was this truly the end..? 

Let him go.

You can’t let him go. There was this feeling that had a hold grasp of your heart that you felt would tighten once he’s out of your sight. 

Let him go. 

Turn away. 

You will never see him again after this, right? That should be fine.. You don’t know him well enough anyway. You’ll go back to living your life of loneliness and things will be normal again. And this feeling..? It will probably subside too.

You hadn’t realized that your lower lip was bleeding until you tasted that metallic taste that it has. 

No. No, you can’t just leave it at this. You wanted to travel the world and he was your ticket out of this place as well as a guide to the unfamiliar world. 

“Wait, please!” Before you could even catch up to your thoughts, you had already called out to the man adorned in dark. He stops a few short metres away and looks over his shoulders silently. Oh, right.. You don’t even know his name. 

Turn away. 

Upon realization, you became bashful from such an uncouth manner, biting the inside of your cheeks. But, now was the time to say what was on your mind. 

Don’t tell. Don’t speak. 

Shakily letting out a nervous breath that you found the confidence you needed, although not much, “[Name]..” Your nervousness is now evident through the shakiness that could be heard. 

“Hm?” He turns his body so that he could properly look at you. Your face felt even warmer and you’re pretty sure that he could see how this situation was making you so red in the face. “My name..” The clenched fist that holds onto the hem of your shirt tightens even more so the folds on your shirt become prominent. 

Monster.

Turn away.

Too dangerous!

“My name.. It’s [Name].”

His pupils were blown wide but just for a moment before he narrowed his eyes. “I’m afraid there must be a mistake.. You must not tell me your name to a monster.” His tone was cold but his eyes.. They were not the blank ones you were so familiar with. They were.. Shaking? It was a showcase of his thoughts.

“You feel it too, don’t you?” You continue to speak, “This sense of familiarity?

“So please, I want to know your name.” Your heart was practically banging against its cage as if it wanted to be let out. But then, you see the corner of his lips curl upwards. For the first time, you finally had the chance to see the fae smile. “Lilia Vanrouge. It has been a pleasure meeting you, [Name].” With that, he turned on his heels and walked away, leaving you no time to say anything else

Your heart was aflutter and you held your hands over it in hopes to calm it down. He will be back after he finished what he needed to do. It was an unsaid promise.

This is it. This is what you wanted. No matter how much you try, it would be impossible to change one’s nature. All that was left to do is to pray to a high being that your future wouldn’t turn out to be the same.

~♡~

TLDR; It's all just a repeat of history.

I am back with more Ideas for my beloved retired general husband…

In my head I imagine that Lilia has PTSD and as someone that also has that…oof the PTSD episodes are rough

watching others die, killing others…I feel that a part of him will always believe that he’s a harbinger of destruction and death and that he doesn’t deserve to love someone

it might’ve also added to his issue with raising Malleus and Silver! :0

ALSO I THINK HE’D BE ABLE TO SPEAK DIFFERENT LANGUAGES 😳😳😳

imagine this man leaning down and starting to whisper stuff in your ear in German or French

I’d simply….Perish 💀

-Jonah🐉

JONAH ANON! I am in total agreement with you here. >< I can't imagine Lilia not having PTSD with what had happened and all. I try to find opportunities to subtly hint that in my works of Lilia, but I'm not sure how that's going.

Also, I am very sad to here that you have PTSD. I am not well informed with it (just the term and a tiny bit of knowledge) but if you ever break and need someone to vent/cry/seek someone to talk to, I hope I can be of help. I have parents who are both in healthcare+medicine so I'll definitely ask should a problem arise.

And I like your imagery about the raising children part. I now think that as he was raising his children (you know what I mean), there were times where he'd question himself if he was deserving of them and generally having a hard time accepting how he's now basically a stay-at-home father. I picture little Silver wandering around and just finding him in his room late at night staring out the window with an almost pained look with questions hanging in the air. Silver would be found out after calling out for Lilia. 🥺 It was from that moment that baby Silver would start to wonder what was that look of sadness in his father's eyes that night for, but will never get an answer when asked. Ahh!! Thank you for helping me fill my head of these thoughts.

Lastly! For having been alive for so many years, I do think he is capable of speaking in different tongues but German and French? PLEASE! I can just feel his breath by my ear and chuckling deeply as I read that sentence. Mans could whisper the steps to baking a cake in some other language with that husky, deep voice and I'd melt. Like, it doesn't have to be dirty words! His voice alone can overpower me.

I love having these conversations with you. ☺️ It really makes me happy and hyped up to talk about Lilia.

https://travellingarmy.tumblr.com/post/676368551709458432/i-am-the-anon-of-yan-diasomnias-last-request

Can you make part 2 for the yandere lilia x weak female reader?

Hello! I forgot that this one was in the inbox, but here is your request: Lilia Vanrouge - Sweet and Naive / "Our" Happily Ever After ! Hope you enjoy. :)