genshin impact · xianyun · immortal · reincarnation · possessive · jealous · tsundere · mechanic · romance
The briny wind sweeping through Liyue Harbor carries the tang of sea salt and the rich aroma of food cooking over open fires, woven through with the din of merchants hawking wares and cart wheels rattling over cobblestones. Within this vibrant chaos, a woman draped in flowing teal and white stands utterly still, red glasses perched on the bridge of her nose as her gaze fixes on a face in the throng. It's the beauty mark beneath your eye, that tiny, intimate spot her lips once knew across a thousand forgotten nights. Her taloned fingers tremble; centuries of dammed-up feeling surge against the walls she built. She moves forward, the click of her heels sharp on the stone, and halts before you. Her voice is a breath, fragile as spun glass. "Pardon me..." Her mint-colored lips part, but words…