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haileyywrites · 1 year

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-> One stormy night the God of Anemo witnesses a child being left upon his shrine, with no signs of the parents return he has to find a home for the child...

-> They/them pronouns used for reader - no gender mentioned! Reader is a literal baby! Reader is abandoned by their mother! Mostly fluffy with hints of angst! Diluc makes a brief appearance!

It had been a long time since Venti had witnessed a storm quite like this... The wind was howling like a pack of wolves and harshly shaking even the sturdiest of trees. The rain pouring like bucket was being emptied over Mondstadt. How unlucky he had been at Windrise when it began instead of the Angels Share where he could be cozying up near the fire with a nice cup of alcohol and listening to some soft music being played...

At least he was able to stay mostly dry by hiding in the branches with the thick leaves shielding him, still it was rather cold so he wrapped his cape around himself. He squinted his eyes as he noticed someone approaching from the distance, though it was difficult to see with the heavy rain pour. It appeared to be a woman - quite a young one too, with a bundle in her shaking arms. It appeared to be a child. The woman approached the shrine while cradling the baby's head and looking at down at them. Venti peered down at her curiously, but did not reveal himself.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, but I cannot let you ruin my life." She sobbed.

Venti's eyes widened in shock, as he was quite taken aback by her words. He moved to see her better and continued to listen in.

"May Lord Barbatos have mercy on your soul..." She whispered as she carefully placed down the now crying baby on the foot of the shrine.

She said nothing more as she clutched her hands tightly together in prayer, more tears continued to pour down her face but were masked by the rainfall. She looked more and more distraught by the sound of the baby crying out to her. She looked around helplessly before she began sprinting away seemingly as fast as she could, almost stumbling multiple times on her way - leaving the helpless child behind in the rain and cold.

They were clearly young but leaving a baby out here during the storm and away from civilization was beyond irresponsible - not to mention cruel! Your chances of survival were zero to none! Venti quickly dropped down from the tree to pick you up from the ground. You immediately stopped crying when in his arms, your simply stated at him with big round eyes. In wonder your chubby arms reached out for his face to grab ahold of his nose. He couldn't claim to know or understand your mother's situation, but how could she do this to a child that looked at her the way you looked at him right now. Such a bundle of innocence...

He could feel how cold you were despite the blanket wrapped around you, your fingers felt cold as ice when they explored his features. He used his cape to shield you from the rain and the wind the best he could, but your cold body temperature meant you had been outside for quite some time - meaning your mother was likely not from Mondstadt or any place near it. Surely she would come to her senses and come back for you? No one could truly just leave their child behind like this... Could they?

His answer became quite clear after some hours and still no signs of her return. He could possibly follow your mothers trail with the wind, but she clearly did not want to take care of you. She would likely try to leave you behind again and next time he might not be there. He could not force her to take care of you, so he needed to find someone who would. But most importantly he needed to get you out of this storm before you got hypothermia! His destination was the Angels Share, of course. He needed to get you to shelter - Angel's Share just happened to always open and warm. He could also really use a drink while thinking about what to do with you...

The weather was too dangerous to even attempted gliding, not to mention he had you in his arms and thus his only option was to dash through the rain until he reached the city. The look on Diluc's face as he walked in completely soaked with a baby in his arms was simply priceless - he almost dropped the bottle of liquor he was holding! Venti was almost worried he would get whiplash from how fast he looked to double take that his eyes were not deceiving him. It was truly the penniless drunkard of a bard holding a child inside his tavern. Diluc certainly had questions and worries!

“May I ask whose child you have stolen and why?” It was strange to hear any emotion in Diluc's voice - especially worry!

“Why how lowly do you think of me? I found this poor child at Windrise, left all alone in the storm!” Surprisingly his story didn't appear to be a lie, despite it's ridiculousness.

“And what exactly are you planning on doing with this child?” He gazed down at your smiling face. You appeared calm and content, but seemed to be on the smaller size which was concerning.

“I'm planning to find this child a new home!” Venti smiled brightly at you making you let out a giggle.

“And your first course of action was to look in a tavern filled with drunks and bards that can barely even pay for a single apple?” It was definitely a direct jab at Venti and he could feel it.

“Ehehe... I just needed to get out of the storm first!” Venti's smile faltered as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Fair enough.” Diluc responded as he continued to clean the glasses and occasionally pouring another drink for those asking for it.

Diluc would have given you something to eat or drink, but you were too young for juice and he didn't happen to have baby bottles at his tavern. You appeared to be doing well enough just by being inside the warm tavern as your cheeks returned to normal a colour with the redness fading away. Your body was no longer trembling or cold either, which couldn't have made Venti happier. He was worried about your constant quietness though, you barely made a sound the entire time since he had picked you up... Diluc didn't seem to mind, as crying children were not what he wanted to hear inside his bar.

Despite having no experience with children - especially babies, Venti got along with you quite well. You were so calm and angelic it felt like nothing, you were simply reaching for his accessories like the flowers on his hat. Trying to keep anything and everything out of your mouth was He didn't appreciate you pulling on his braids, though. For an infant you had a surprisingly strong grip! He felt odly warm and content while holding you, you would stare into each other's eyes as if trying to communicate. Still, he knew he of all would not be able to care for you in the long run.

“Say, Master Diluc... You wouldn't happen to know where an orphan child could be placed?” He laughed nervously.

“That depends, are you going to tell me the story if how you got this child in the first place?” He raised a brow at him.

Venti's expression turned surprisingly serious, “I saw them be left behind by whom I assume to be their mother.”

“I see. The best case scenario would be to give them to the church and they find a family to take them in. Otherwise they'll just be raised by the Sisters.” Diluc replied with equal seriousness.

“Hmm, sounds like a plan then.” Venti smiled but it lacked the brightness from before.

Like Diluc suggested he headed to the Church of Favonius with you as soon as the weather cleared up. The towns people looked curiously and whispered amongst themselves about the peculiar sight as he passed them with you in his arms, he didn't pay them any mind. He looked down at you every once in a while to make a funny face that caused you to giggle loudly. He stopped in his tracks before heading up to the church and took a detour to stand in front of the statue of himself, or rather Barbatos. He turned side ways and angled you upwards so you could see the statue better, not that you would understand what he was trying to do.

“Would you like to know a secret?” He whispered even though no one else was around currently. He waited until you cooed in response to him.

“I'm the Anemo Archon - Barbatos! But this has to stay a secret between us.” He poked your squizzy cheek.

After a moment he finally made it all the way to the church's doors and inside. Music was echoing around the large cathedral while some Sisters were singing prayers in the name of the Anemo Archon. Not many people were around right now, but he had his eyes set on a Sister that was not taking part in the singing. With a wide grin boastered on his face he confidently marched up to her. She could see him approaching and was ready to ask him to leave or at the very least not disturb them, but was taken aback by the bundle in his arms.

“Hello, dear Sister! I'm in quite a predicament as I happen to be in possession of an orphan child.”

“Are you quite certain that the child is infact without parents?” The Sister finally asks after processing what he said.

“Yes. They were left all alone before a statue of the Anemo Archon himself.” He didn't need to share the full story...

The Sister would have doubted his story and accused him of being the child's father who just wished to abandon them, but a brief upon inspection it was evident you shared no resemblance to him at all. Even if he was the father and did not wish to have you they would have taken you in, better in their care than out on the streets! The fact you were left upon a statue of Barbatos was what truly picked her interest, your parent clearly offered you to the deity and as such they had no right to turn you away.

“I see! Then we will take the child into our care. Do they have a name you know of?”

You didn't - as far as he knew, but at that moment he glanced down at you once again. Gazing into your eyes and a name just slipped past his lips. He doubted you ever had a name, but this one felt just right for you. The Sister simply nodded before opening her arms to take you from him. He felt the urge of not wanting to let you go... But he needed to. You would have a good and happy life while raised by the Sisters. He could barely take care of himself and oike Diluc pointed out, could barely afford a singular apple. Your eyes continued to stare directly at him as you began crying when removed from his arms.

You hadn't cried the entire time since he picked you up from the ground, it was heartbreaking to hear you do so now. He felt like lyre strings had been wrapped around his heart and were squeezing it tighter the longer he heard you cry. The Sister turned away to take you further inside the church, while he headed outside. The weather was clear and the sun was shining warmly, but he felt like the storm was still raging on. He barely knew you for a day and already grew attached to you... Perhaps it was out of pity for seeing you get abandoned?

Whatever the case, it was not the last time he saw you. He became a frequent sight amongst the church goers! It was only to see you and only a couple times a week on average, but he was there none the less. Venti would even play his lyre for you or for the others attending, the Sisters forbade him from accepting payment for it within the church though. Visiting you became so frequent that Diluc got slightly worried after a week of not seeing him at the tavern - only to find out he was at the church playing peek-a-boo with you for the twelfth time this week... The Sisters didn't mind much as he was not causing trouble, you also became so calm and well behaved when he was around! It was strange that he of all made you this way, but no one was complaining.

He was there when you babbled your first words - he took you around town to showing you off to everyone he possibly could, even just a coo or a babble made him exited now as it could be another word! Maybe even his name next! He was so proud of you! He was also there when you took your first steps, he stood close ready to catch you at the first sight of you stumbling. He raised you high up and bounced around when you managed to finally wobble your way into his arms. He would have thrown you up and caught you, but the Sisters near him didn't approve of this. He would use his abilities to fly up with you in his arms when they weren't looking though, you were never afraid in his arms.

“Great job, little Windblume! Soon I'll be able to take you gliding!” He laughed - the Sisters did not.

He promised that he would teach you to glide as soon as you were old enough. For an Archon that was over two thousand years old he was rather impatient while waiting for you to grow up. He cherished every moment spent with you, of course. But he couldn't wait till he would be able to actually hang out with you and have conversations with you! You still had your whole life ahead of you and he would personally see that you had the best, happiest and most fulfilling life you possibly could! Meeting you was the best thing to happen to him, despite how terrible the situation initially was. You had just about turned his life around by being an unfortunate soul and babbling nonsense to him with those bright eyes looking at him with so much life and hope.

Wholesome Venti content <3

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simp-is-here · 1 year

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The Point of No Return: Barbatos x Fem reader

Summary: Diavolo decided that before your departure from Devildom he would get everyone together for a production of a human world musical. When the main cast member becomes sick you suddenly find yourself singing with your hidden lover

Warning: Suggestive actions/ lyrics, probably ooc Barbatos, use of the name Christine in certain parts cause that’s the character you play, fake violence towards you (he’s playing the Phantom who is pretty insane)

(A/N: OKAY PLEASE LISTEN!! I know this whole thing would fit more with Lucifer or basically anyone else. But Barbatos was who was in my mind when the idea happened so I’m sticking with it, he’s probably gonna be pretty ooc but I enjoy the idea of him letting out stuff he’s kept away in a way that makes people think it’s part of the show. So please don’t judge this too heavily, Also I took inspiration from watching different productions of this song. And I’m going by the lyrics I find they may not be what’s in certain productions but they should be I think. I hope you like it)

This was different, far more different than rehearsals, when you did this scene with Lucifer you’re nerves weren’t jumping like they were right now. Sitting atop a chair you waiting for his entrance.

“Passarino- Go away for the trap please set and wait for it’s prey.” Barbatos’ voice filled the silence of the stage, and filled your head

You turn your head away from the audience and watch as he walks in with his black robes covering his whole body.

“You have come here. In pursuit of your deepest urge, in pursuit of that wish which till now has been silent.” He took a step closer as you stood up from the chair, watching his every movement

“Silent.” His voice hushed more

“I have brought you. That our passions may fuse and merge.”

He opened his arms wide and gestured to the surroundings, you stood your guard as rehearsed many times before.

“In your mind you’ve already succumbed to me, dropped all defences”

“Completely succumbed to me.”

He came up behind you and made the two of you face the audience, trailing his hands from your head down to your shoulders but keeping them just far enough away that he’s not touching your body directly.

“Now you are here with me. No second thoughts, you’ve decided.”

He leaned more towards you now, circling his arms around your waist and holding on tightly.

“Decided.”

He let go and began to walk a couple of circles around you, making you spin aswell as you followed his movements exactly.

“Past the point of no return, no backward glances. Our games of make believe are at an end.”

He drifted over to the opposite end of the table, beckoning you to follow him. Even if it wasn’t scripted you still would have followed him, yearning for his touch.

“Past all thoughts of “if” or “when”. No use resisting.” Barbatos sat on the wooden chair, opening his arms for you to sit atop his lap

“Abandon thought and let the dream descend.”

When you sat on his lap you faced the audience, remembering that you’re not alone and you’re supposed to be playing a character you stroked his covered cheek from behind you. He grasped your wrist and positioned you to look at the audience with a hand grasped around your throat.

“What raging FIRE shall flood the soul? What rich desire unlocks it’s door?”

He trails the hand on your throat higher to grasp your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“What sweet seduction lies before us?”

You can feel his gaze on you. Your other hand goes toward the one on your chin, holding it as lightly as possible.

“Past the point of no return. The final threshold. What warm unspoken secrets will we learn?” He turns you back to face the audience again, his voice sending chills down your spine

“Beyond the point of no return?” With that line you shot out of your spot on his lap, to the opposite end of the table like you’re supposed to

You stop and put a contemplating look on your face before turning back to him.

“You have brought me, to that moment when words run dry. To the moment when speech disappears into silence.”

You look at him with want that wasn’t faked, he showed the possessiveness he’s been holding back since rehearsals first began, so you’ll show him how much you craved to be near him in front of everyone.

“Silence.”

You did a quick turn back to face the audience, looking towards the wall at the back so you weren’t looking at anyone in the crowd.

“I have come hear, hardly knowing the reason why. In my mind I’ve already imagined our bodies entwining defenceless and silent.”

You trailed your hands up your wait locking them together at your breasts while tilting your head upwards seeing only the dark behind your closed eyelids.

“Now I am here with you, no second thoughts. I’ve decided.” You took slow sensual steps forwards, trying to talk to him through the lyrics of the song

“Decided.”

“Past the point of no return, no going back now. Our passion play has now at last begun.”

You now faced Barbatos across the table, your hands rubbing across the top of it as you laid your body on it.

“Past all thought of right or wrong. One final question.” With your eyes never leaving him you advanced slightly towards him, being just out of reach for the both of you to be with one another

“How long show we two wait before we’re one?” You turned onto your back on the cold surface, holding one hand over your heart while the other grasped at the skirt of your dress

“When will the blood begin to race, the sleeping bud burst into bloom. When will the flames at last CONSUME us?” While you spread your upper body across the table the sound of his chair hitting the stage filled the air as he grasped your wrists tightly before pulling you to him.

“Past the point of no return. The final threshold.” Barbatos held you right against him, one hand being led by one of yours atop your left breast while his other trailed your thigh, slightly going under the fabric of your dress

You hovered your open mouth along where he neck would be, resisting the temptation to kiss it. He squeezed your breast roughly while he trailed his hand higher in your thigh making you gasp against him.

“The bridge is crossed so stand and watch it burn.” He turned you around so you were on your knees infront of him parting from your body.

It brought you back that the two of you weren’t alone, and you still had to play your roles.

“We’ve passed the point of no return.”

You threw down the hood, revealing Barbatos’ half masked face. You straighten your posture to act startled and shuffle a little bit back on the table, with a turned body you go to get off of the table like scripted but stop when the sound of his voice comes back.

“Say you’ll share with me one love, one life time. Lead me, save me from my solitude.” You turned back to him at the sound of the softness you heard. He gripped your waist gently as he continued

“Say you want me with you here, beside you.” His thumbs stroking your sides confirmed that he wasn’t just singing these lyrics

He was talking to you through them, you inhaled a bit at the realization as a tear slipped down your cheek. You stroked his face with your thumbs to show that you felt the same.

“Anywhere you go let me go too. Christine, that’s all I ask of-“

You pulled the mask off his face and watched as he showcased panic and anger before grabbing you and running offstage, ending the duet.

As soon as the two of you got backstage and out of sight from everyone he pulled you into a kiss. You ran your fingers through his hair and pulled him as close to you as possible, tears escaping down your face, his grip on your hips was so tight you knew to expect marks tomorrow.

The joy you felt that he let out how much he actually felt for you in front of everyone was almost overwhelming, he’d always been so focused on how your relationship would affect everyone that the two of you kept it hidden. Behind closed doors so much that you doubted he even had feelings for you sometimes.

But the way he’s holding you right now, the way his words spoke to you, it was all the affirmation that you needed right now. Pulling away from the kiss you leaned towards his ear and whispered to him.

“I love you too.”

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l0reenthusiast · 2 years

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I'm Sorry I Made You Wait So Long.

JFEWIOVEHRWV I FORGOT THIS WAS STILL IN MY DRAFTS ANYWAY HERE YOU GO

TW: Death

Word count; 1,318

based on this here video and this one ;)

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"I'm so glad you fell in love with me again, my windblume. I promise I'll always… always…" Your boyfriend trailed off sleepily, passing out before he could finish what he was saying. You sat there, frozen in shock. Your heart gradually began to pound faster and faster, your mind repeating what Venti had just said over and over again. There was no way that he remembered too, was there? Did he even die in the first place? You were aware of being reincarnated, yes. But was he aware too? How long had he known? When did he find out? None of these questions you had the answer to. Ultimately you decided that you would get your answers when he and the others finally had their day off.

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You and Venti continued to talk as he held the umbrella above you two. You held his hand, getting just a tiny bit closer to him as the rain gradually got heavier. You both had expected this, hence the umbrella, but neither of you knew it would get this bad.

"Hey Venti, we might want to hurry it up a bit. It's not exactly fun to walk home during a sto-" Before you could finish, the sky grew bright for a mere second, followed by the loud boom of thunder. It took a moment to register to you, but the moment the lighting appeared, Venti had pulled you in for aa tight hug. Your hand was against his chest, feeling his heartbeat accelerate. You looked at him, your own heart stopping for a moment at his expression. His eyes were wide, and his eyes darted between the sky and the land around you. It was almost as if he was afraid, no, terrified that something or someone was going to hurt you. "Love," You spoke softly, your boyfriend letting you go, still holding onto your wrist as his expression changed. "I'm alright. You've always done this when there's thunderstorms. Is something wrong?" You asked. Venti sighed as his eyes softened, making eye contact with you again.

"Sorry Windblume, I didn't mean to do that. I…" He trailed off, the look in his eyes making it clear he was deep in thought. "I had an accident happen when I was a kid that made me afraid of thunder and lightning. I'd rather not talk about it if it's okay with you." He spoke. He looked down towards the ground for a few seconds, his tone getting sadder and quieter.

"Alright. That's all I wanted to know. Now, like I said, we really should hurry up. Walking home during a storm is not one of the most pleasant experiences."

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It had been a few weeks since your call with your boyfriend, and it had been one day since his concert. You had decided to surprise him by attending. The very second him and the rest of 4NEMO came on stage, he locked eyes with you. You would forever have the wide smile that appeared in his face in your memory. Afterwards, you two had decided to have a home date. You both had baked cookies, danced to him and Xiao's popular song Roki, and took the chance to make pasta from scratch together this time. You both ended up with a really long noodle though, and you ended up having a competition to see who could roll it onto the fork the fastest. You won, however you choked on said noodle as you laughed. But as for right now, you lay on your boyfriend's lap, staring into his eyes, not a though in your mind. You watched his eyes follow the characters on the TV screen, watching his pupils expand and shrink each time his favorite character came on and off screen. You fiddled with your fingers a bit, deciding that now was your chance.

"Hey Venti? You remember that time when we were in the kitchen in my teapot and you distracted me with dancing enough to the point where the pot was boiling over?"

Venti chuckled a bit before responding. "Yea! You should've seen the look on your face when you panicked!" Your eyes widened as your jaw dropped, quickly sitting up and adjusting yourself so you could face him. "Wait… Windblume…"

"You remember?"

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It was one week since Venti had come to see you in Inazuma. You had left to go do your commissions for the day and promised him that you would be back soon. He knew all too well that you were strong, so you should be find simply doing commissions, right? He tried not to let the growing pit in his stomach bother him, but something was wrong, and he knew it. Which was why he decided to head into town to try and find you. The very moment he stepped into Inazuma City; the pit only got bigger. He was about to ask two of the people in town if they had seen someone that looked like you. that was at least, until he heard what they said.

"Did you hear about the ceremony today? I heard that it's about the 100th Vision in Inazuma being confiscated."

"Yeah. In fact, I'm pretty sure that it's Thoma who's getting his vision taken."

Venti would've been a fool to think that you would have no involvement in this. Not after the Stormterror Incident and the events in Liyue Harbor. And so, the bard ran as fast as his legs could take him. He pushed the Inazuman citizens out of his way, not caring at all if they complained or gave him weird looks. He just knew that he had to get to you. He had just reached the other side of the bridge connecting Inazuma City and Tenshukaku, and that's when he saw you. He nearly froze at the sight. He had heard your scream of agony, and he had seen you fall to the ground, the Raiden Shogun standing beneath her statue. Meanwhile, your senses had begun to fadeaway. The last thing you had seen was his petrified eyes, and the last thing you heard was his voice. He had screamed your name, using his anemo abilities to jump off the bridge and get to you. Everyone witnessing the event gasped in shock, including the Shogun… no, Ei herself. He put a hand to your pulse.

Nothing.

The tears had poured from his eyes instantly. What others might have seen as an unreadable expression on Venti… no, Barbatos' face. Ei knew that it was not unreadable, but an indescribable amount of grief and rage. Venti's wings began to slowly unfold from underneath his cape as he spoke in a monotone voice, slowly switching from his bard appearance to his Archon form. The crowd was silent. Ei was silent. Thoma was silent. Paimon was silent. Barbatos turned to the crowd. "Leave. Now." He turned back to Ei, his turquoise eyes making contact with her purple ones. "You dare to murder a god's most beloved, Almighty Shogun?"

Neither Ei nor the Puppet survived.

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"You didn't die after all this time, did you?" You questioned. Tears swelled in your boyfriend's eyes as he quickly wrapped his arms around your shoulders. He buried his head into your right shoulder as he began to sob, giving you your answer.

"I thought you would never remember. You really did come back to me." He spoke in between sobs. You yourself wrapping your arms around his back, crying along with him.

"Of course, I would come back to you. it doesn't matter what universe; I will always find and fall in love with you."

"I'm sorry I made you wait so long."

#venti x reader #barbatos x reader #genshin x reader #venti angst #barbatos angst #character death #ah yes #the reincarnation trope #genshin impact

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babybeel · 2 years

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— out of the loop

when barbatos awoke, he felt his heart break.

back in this timeline, back in this reality, his eyes fluttered open to an empty bed and the remnants of his happiness faded with every blink, the hazy fog of sleep replaced by the bitter truth. the vast void weighed down on the demon, and it was with a heavy heart that he got ready to perform his duties, hoping the distraction would help ease his pain at the very least.

but barbatos should’ve known you’d show up at the palace sooner or later, chest constricting as he sent you a strained smile and ushered you inside. the formalities he had spent so many years perfecting were suddenly stiff and forced.

“here to see lord diavolo?” he had asked despite the twisting of his gut, churning painfully as you nodded bashfully. all hope that you’d deny his claim killed with a single action.

the demon should’ve seen it coming, he berated himself harshly. you’d started to perk up interestedly during student council meetings, content to accept any last minute task they’d claim required a human’s touch. diavolo’s laughter had begun to echo through the hallways, heartier than before, more genuine than before. and you’d stopped sparing barbatos a second glance, attention stolen entirely by the prince whose side he would always stand by, fading into the background.

and later that night, as barbatos settled into bed and tried hopelessly to rid the ache in his chest - stemming from when he had led you to diavolo, when he had witnessed your expression light up wholly, when he had waited on you, so desperate for you to turn round and ask for his assistance even if only to acknowledge him once more for a split second - he couldn’t help but use his powers.

different images flit past and with each one barbatos struggles to tear his gaze away. there are a million doorways he cannot pass through - a warm embrace, skin pressed flush against skin as the demon found his home; a call of your name, softer than barbatos knew his tone could even go; a kiss, love so overwhelming it poured out from one body to flow into the other. it was you and him, always you and him.

the tears were inevitable, escaping barbatos’ eyes despite how tightly he scrunched his face in an attempt to forget just how cruel this universe had been. and he begged, to all powers, from the devildom to the celestial realm, that he’d wake up in another world with you by his side once more.

#obey me #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #om x reader #om x mc #barbatos #barbatos x reader #barbatos x mc #obey me angst #om angst #barbatos angst #obey me barbatos #om barbatos #obey me shall we date

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soleired · 1 year

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Wind’s embrace (Angst One-shot)

Content: venti x y/n (gender neutral) Warning: angst with no comfort, infidelity, mentions of alcohol. Note: This is my first time writing fanfiction, so any suggestions are more than welcome.

As long as you could remember you’ve always found comfort in the wind. A gentle caress on the cheek, a cool salvation in the summer, and a warning bearer before the impending storm. It was your eternal companion, leaping with your heart as you gazed at your lover on that midsummer field. And just like the wind he sang to you. His bright voice relays sonnets of centuries lost, of prevailing myths, and eternal love. His love. So attuned to his words, you didn’t notice the melody growing scarce.

This evening was drenched in melancholy familiarity, no different from the night before. Sitting in the nest of pillows, you hungrily welcomed the warmth from the fireplace. Little ambers dancing by you to tear your attention from the book on your lap. It wasn’t a difficult endeavour, your mind had been elsewhere for some time now.

“Probably at Angel’s Share.” You pondered your lover’s whereabouts.

At the start of your relationship, you expressed to Venti that despite your companionship you would not take away his freedom. He wasn’t a stranger to travels and you were no stranger to lonely nights, but he always came back. At least he did.

It’s been 2 weeks since he vanished without a word, slipping from your shared bed into the night. Your anticipation had long melted to worry, and that worry to rage.

Your musing was interrupted by a creak from the window, cold air rushing in, aggravating the fire beside you.

“Ven?” You whispered.

“It’s me.” He replied after pausing for a second. “I’ve been gone for a while ehe, sorry about that y/n”

Countless thoughts raced through your head. ‘Where have you been?’, ‘Why didn’t you contact me?’, ‘Are you hurt?’. But they all came to a halt when you saw his eyes. His gorgeous, anguished eyes.

Stumbling over the pillows, you inched closer. “You’re sober. Who are you and what did you do to Venti?” You half jested. Seeking answers on his face while simultaneously attempting to lighten the mood. He didn’t move an inch. Avoiding your eyes like the plague.

The anguish that had built up was resurfacing anew. You clenched your jaw, taking longer strides to reach him. Before you could utter another question, he carefully spoke.

“Y/n I..I have a confession to make. Please believe me when I say that this isn’t your fault.”

Your mind went silent and so did the world.

“Do you remember, a few weeks ago, I went out to try the Angel’s Share new wine speciality? Well, let’s just say it was much stronger than I anticipated and….”

“Go on.” You urged, feeling your patience slipping out of your grasp.

“And I lost my sense of judgment, and uh, as a result…I ..broke your trust..”

No.

No no no.

Please no.

“Y/N I’m so sorry. Please, I didn’t mean to go with her, but I couldn’t think straight in my drunken state. She didn’t mean anything to me, I swear!” He started pleading, your silence only raising the urgency in his voice.

“It took you 2 weeks to tell me this..” You uttered to yourself.

“I didn’t know how to face you.” He stepped closer, trying to take your hand as you rejected all advancements.

“Why did you...But… I trusted you!” Tears began obscuring your vision. “Every time you left, I waited! I waited and trusted you and you did this?” You grimaced further, hating how your voice broke. “Did I do something wrong? Were you bored of me?” You didn’t relent, interrupting his rebuttals after a second of consideration. “Aren’t you a God? Do Gods even get drunk?”

His silence was all the answers you needed.

“Leave.” You stated.

“Y/N please, I can’t fix this, we can work through this, I’m truly sorry, I am! I-”

“Leave my home, and don’t come back” You stated louder, fearing that your resolve would crumble if he stayed a moment longer. And so, after a pause, he left. Leaving the living room window ajar as you saw him for the last time.

The wind has never felt so hollow before.

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leifkncries · 2 years

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He walked down the hallway, ignoring the stares from other demons. His ombré hair flew around, the wind blowing on his face. "Ugh.." He pinched the bridge of his nose, annoyed by the feeling of hard stares on his glistening figure.

He patted the imperfect curls back to its original status, his pale hand retracting from the silky locks. He blinked, processing the situation, before panicking. "Shit." He cursed uncharacteristically. "I'm supposed to deliver these letters quickly to Lord Diavolo." He winced, gritting his teeth in frustration.

He stressfully looked at the clock and nearly let out a groan. He bit his cheek, before bolting to the office. Barely any time had passed, but Barbatos already reached the menacing doors of the office. He breathed heavily, catching his breath.

He gulped, his brows furrowed. He shakily reached out to the doorknob. He hesitated, eyes flickering to the clock. He inwardly groaned, before opening the door quietly. There, he heard a conversation taking place. He couldn't help but eavesdrop, feeling guilty for his actions, though his own gut was urging him to listen.

He closed the door a little, though not closing it completely. The space opposite to wide was enough for him to hear the whole conversation, though at the same time it was enough so that nobody could see his green eyes poking through the space.

The conversation seemed to be endless, though Barbatos was not one to simply judge a book by its cover. "Why can't you get rid of him!" A voice squeaked. Ah, there's a voice that's familiar. He sent his hand to his chin in thought. He narrowed his eyes after realising who it was.

Avance, a girl who seems adamant on gaining the butler role of Diavolo. "Apologies, Avance. Though, Barbatos is a dear friend of mine. He cannot be replaced, no, that cannot do." Diavolo replied seriously.

He felt a smile from his usually stoic expression. How dear it was to hear Diavolo say that about him. Ah, he forgot the Lord. How foolish of him to speak casually about him in his thoughts. The smile on his face quickly dimmed.

"As if! He's just another fancy piece of shit. The only thing he's good for is looking good like a pet next to your ethereal self! Please, All he can do is cook, and what? Be calm?! Unlike him, I have more charisma, more skills, and more personality than him!" Avance complained.

Barbatos felt himself go weak in the knees, surprised by the outburst. Not going to lie, it hurt. He gets that all the time, but usually for looking good with others. Though, it felt as if this one was indeed true and not fake. Biting his cheek, the ombré haired demon sighed.

His face was burning, tears ready to come out whenever. It wasn't supposed to hurt him this way. Why was he suddenly so sensitive? It's just a few true comments. He felt his head throb, and his heart ache.

He used the quiet moment to think deeply about it. Honestly, it was quite true if you think of it. He has no real value to Diavolo, just a servant who can write and cook. That's all he's known for, really. Known also for his 'charming' looks.

He set his head down, trying to ignore the bad thoughts. How could he think of it this way? He should be thankful Diavolo paid attention to him at all. He's a great ruler, with much more personality than ever. It's not shocking for this butler to be as bad of a person next to the future ruler of the Devildom.

He was prepared to just walk away, but he heard a bang sound, like someone slapping a desk. "Hah.. Who are you to say that, you shit." Diavolo threatened with a shaky breath. "You're fucking fake as hell. You wanna be a butler due to personal gain and a relationship." He mumbled, voice laced with venom.

"W-What are you.." Her voice trailed off, before a loud scream shut her right up. Barbatos's eyes widened like saucers, before he immediately slammed open the doors, papers in hand. "My Lord, Are you!-" Barbatos blinked at the sight before him.

Diavolo was jamming a finger at her, glaring with a threatening look in his eye. "You.. you're expelled for.. for... harassment." He curled up his fists, trying his best not to punch the demon right at that moment. It seems as if Barbatos wasn't noticed in this argument about him.

Though, the girl seemed to scowl. "I tried to give you a chance, but turns out, you're just a simp and you abuse your power! Barbatos doesn't deserve a scumbag like you!" She blurted out, before covering her mouth with a grim expression on her face.

Diavolo gritted his teeth in anger. "I have no means of having a romantic relationship with my friend. I should obviously abuse my power for a bitch like you. It won't be considered abusing if there's a reason behind it, no?" He snapped.

She sputtered, but what came out was nonsense, not an excuse. I mean, she was saying bullshit already, but this was the gibberish language. Not the bullshit-asshole language. Two similar yet different languages.

"Get out already!" Diavolo exclaimed. She squeaked and jumped, running out the room with fear in her eyes. Diavolo quickly calmed, sitting down. "Ah, You have the papers?" Diavolo smiled fondly at the manservant. Barbatos nodded.

He sat down at the chair opposite of his, the velvet and plush chair comforting him. He put the papers down on the desk. He hid his mental smile. It felt good to be appreciated.

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rashomonss · 1 year

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Readjusting

context: just a few somewhat angsty headcanons I have for when MC and Solomon return to the present after everything, enjoy!!

warnings: this does contain nightbringer spoilers

the past changes people

MC will often become more hesitant to talk to or even engage with the brothers. Due to being treated as an attendant in the past they now are used to it, so whenever one of the brothers tries to engage with them they find it hard to sit still or listen to said brother for long periods of time without feeling out of place.

MC will often mix up the fact that they are an exchange student rather than an attendant. When Diavolo claims that he wants MC to feel comfortable as an exchange student MC will respond with something along the lines of how they don’t need much because they’re the brothers attendant. Which in return gets a few confusing stares from others.

MC still carries out some of their duties as an attendant unconsciously. Such as keeping track of the brother’s schedules, events, student council meetings, etc. The brothers don’t mind at first however what they do find unpleasant is the fact MC always follows behind them instead of right beside them like they used too. This doesn’t register until one of them says something to MC, which they in turn respond with “I always follow behind all seven of you”. Which makes their hearts sink.

Still focusing on the attendant duties, MC will still continue to carry out anything asked of them without much of a fight. Since they were so used to carrying out such elaborate things when watching over the brothers in the past they are now used to doing such tasks for them. Most of the time this will confuse most of the brothers because MC is usually more vocal with their opinion on something.

MC will unconsciously be a bit harsher and stricter on the brothers than they usually were. Since being their attendant MC had to keep each of them on a tight leash so they wouldn’t get into trouble. So now in the present if they were to start fighting MC would be the first to show up to scold them instead of Lucifer.

MC will just straight up be petty with Lucifer for a while. Due to the things he said while they were in the past they still haven’t completely forgiven him. So whenever Lucifer mentions his “family”, MC finds themselves saying some remark along the lines of “well that doesn’t include me” or “just the seven of you I know. I leave you all alone” is enough to confuse and hurt the hell out of him. MC knows that Lucifer does really care for them in this timeline, but they can’t help it. His words really did hurt them deeply for awhile.

On another topic of MC’s attitude, Diavolo soon realizes that they are much more formal with him. The cute nickname Dia was dropped and he was always referred to by a title now. When Diavolo questioned them about formality MC simply explained that the past Barbatos didn’t like them referring to Diavolo in such a manner.

MC is now more vigilant around Satan, Belphegor and Barbatos, each for different reasons.

Satan is one that worries MC the most because they became used to having to deal with his violent outbursts and destructive episodes. So when Satan gets angry in the present MC will step in front of him and the brothers separating them. Satan soon grows confused when MC prepares a spell to restrain him.

Belphegor doesn’t worry MC as much as the other two, but after he found out they were a human in the past and tried to kill them again in response MC had to remain vigilant. They still do whenever they are alone with him. Which in turn makes the youngest guilty about the past.

Barbatos is someone MC keeps Solomon away from at all costs. After all MC was used to Barbatos teleporting the sorcerer around from place to place. It did become concerning when Solomon would show up later and later each time he came home. So to avoid that MC would make themselves and Solomon avoid the butler at all costs. However the present butler soon finds this behavior hurtful when MC constantly declines his offer to come over. In the end MC has a hard time remembering that this isn’t the past Barbatos.

Many soon noticed the strong bond MC now has with Solomon and of course they all become jealous. At first they noticed how MC would go to him for little things, or just prefer to be around him more, but when they asked about moving in with him rather than staying in the House of Lamentation it threw everyone for a loop. It made it even worse when MC said they’ll be there to help the brothers every morning like usual. They wanted MC to realize that they’re an exchange student not an attendant.

Many also notice how reliant they are on Solomon for certain things. Sometimes MC just needs Solomons presence in a room to be able to feel comfortable. If not MC will then become slightly annoyed or fidgety.

Solomon becomes more protective over MC without even realizing it. If he believes one of the brothers are being too bothersome to MC he will step in and whisk them away.

Solomon finds it easier to steal MC’s attention away now. Before when he would try and drag them away from the brothers, or even try and steal their attention for just a second it always failed. However with how close they both became in the past, if Solomon interrupts a conversation MC is having with the brothers MC finds themselves listening to him a bit more than the brother they were speaking with.

MC is much more reckless and blunt with their decision making now. Before they were a bit more collected with their thoughts. However being in the past made their impulsive decision making become a habit. Thus causing the brothers to sometimes question MC methods.

MC would often question the brothers as to why they weren’t in their demon forms. They suppose they just got used to seeing them in those outfits for so long now it became the norm.

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lovetei · 10 months

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AaAaaaHHHHHH I loved your “Things that the citizens of the Devildom witnessed that will prove that this Human have the characters at their beck and call” post lol :P

Could you plssssss do it w the side characters? Especially barbatos I love him. He’s my bbg lol

Sure, I'm actually just waiting for someone to request it :P

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Things that the citizens of the Devildom witnessed that will prove that this Human have the characters at their beck and call

Versions: Demon Brothers, Side Characters

Warnings: Slight yandere themes (Barbatos, Simeon)

Links: Masterlist

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DIAVOLO

He doesn't actually like going around

Sure, it's mentioned a lot of times that he want to visit this or that

But only if you or the others are willing to come with him

Otherwise it's as boring as doing paperworks

He won't even come out to meet important personalities

They need to come to the castle themselves because there's no damn way Diavolo will actually use effort to meet people he's actually not too close to.

But when it's you?

Damn, you better bet the moment you told him "Hey, Diavolo... I'm kind of stuck in the plaza and the brothers are surely too busy to pick me up so can you send me a driver..?"

How dare you ask for a driver?

When he's literally right there?

The moment the words "I'm kind of stuck in the plaza-" He's already in his most luxurious car starting it to get his future spouse

Hell, he'll even bought a flower before getting to you

And you two will make a scene

And you two will surely make it to the news tomorrow

He'll arrive to the place in something quite formal yet still casual

With a bouquet of flowers in his hands

Like the perfect future husband he is

And open the door for you to get in

And if you're asking why Barbados didn't do anything against him...

Well, he's got a few mouse friends there for help.

Anyways, enjoy the ride

And sign the marriage papers

Please

BARBATOS

His power holds such an important role for Diavolo

He's such a powerful "demon"

It would actually be quite nice if you were just a little more closer to him

But if you are...

He's willing to use this oh so important power for you like it's just a mere toy

You fell on the stairs and someone saw it? Reversed.

You failed a test? Reversed.

You made the wrong decision? Reversed.

If Diavolo actually saw how much he's rambling the time lines just for you he'll go insane.

Hell, he'll pass out when he knows that Barbatos is letting you use his power like he's some hourglass!

But Barbatos knows you

And he likes you

He knows that someone like you won't actually take advantage of his power like that

And would always choose to do things without it

He knows that he's your last resort

And he loves it

He loves that fact that you treasure his power so much

That you treasure him so much...

His power might seem to be the most important tool for you among the other abilities the brothers and the others gave you

And so that basically puts him above the food chain

And he'll stay there

He'll make sure you will view him as important as right now

For all internity

SIMEON

He treasures himself and the people around him so much

But mostly himself

Because that's what father told them to do

He treat his body like the temple of god

He'll walk around the Devildom with pride in himself

Not too much but not too less

He knows his worth

So when he met you

Such a wonderful human

He will also teach you how to put pride in yourself

And always be proud on what you're doing

And then he'll start to get drawn to you

The body he oh so treasured now treated like a toy for you

He once valued naturality but maybe using this makeup you love so much will make him appear more attractive?

"Oh, Simeon? Did you use some foundation and mascara?! That looks so good on you!"

Yes, MC.

Just look at him

It all started with dressing up more for you

Then it escalated

The body he once didn't let anyone touch is now open for you

Just for you

Hold his hand

Grab his waist

And use his shoulders

Ha...

God won't punish him for a little touch now would he..?

SOLOMON

He's shady and he knows it

It's been so long and he's been around may too many people

He doesn't know who to trust anymore

And who to be honest with

He always have to keep himself alarmed and ready

Because that's what the past taught him to do

And that's what the present is telling him to do

Oh, another human?

How nice...

He just hope you don't end up like him

Overly conscious

You know what... He'll help you

He doesn't want a human to fall to the same hole he is right now

He thought that he'll be the one to guide you

He didn't know that you'll guide him...

And now he's willing to do anything for you

He's willing to follow you anywhere

He's willing to give you anything

He's willing to be your loyal servant

Just like Barbatos, he's willing to use everything he have just keep you by his side

Whether it be human, demon, angel connections, money or power

It can be anything and he'll give it you

To the human who showed him the light once again.

MEPHISTOPHELES

He's a private person

That's why he has a whole ass room reserved just for him in the academy

It can't help but have his blood boiling whenever one of the brothers barging into his room unannounced

The sense of nervousness won't leave him whenever Diavolo came to visit him

And the mixed feelings when the other exchange students decided to drop by

But when you enter his room

The light started to get a little darker

And the atmosphere turned into something heavier yet more comforting feeling

Have you drank anything you're not supposed to drink human?

What's this atmosphere around you human?

Did you... Cast a spell on him human?

To be honest

It'll be better for him to know that you cast a love spell on him

Than for him to consciously know that he's falling for you

Falling for the human others already love

But he can't help but say "Why don't you stay a little longer, MC?" Whenever you drop by.

"You can stay and do your assignments or whatever here. I have a vast collection of books you might need."

It might be selfish but why don't you stay a little longer?

Stay inside this private room with him

And only him.

RAPHAEL

He's known as a hitman

And his job down here is to probably spy on Simeon or Lucifer

But this weird human caught his eyes...

Maybe he should spy on you too?

Hmm... Why are you so different?

Are you the premium version of human?

But either way...

He saw how tired you were after each day ends

It looks like this place have sucked any living hope and energy out of you

So he took this as a problem and decided to come up with a solution

He decided to help you run around errands and even take some of your work loads

Gosh... You're so busy

So tiring

Sometimes you two will just find yourself in the dark and unused alley of the school

Sitting on the floor with each others head on your shoulder

You'd mutter "So tired..." And he will pat your head to help you at least have a few minutes of nap between work.

And before he knows it

It became a habit for the two of you

Instead of going to the dark alley you decided to take some nap in the cafeteria and even on empty classrooms

The Brothers will not found you two scattered all over the academy sleeping on each other

And before he even noticed

Whenever the slightest danger occurs he's already jumping in front of you and pushing you back as he shield your fragile body

THIRTEEN

She's such a trouble maker

And you're an expert in keeping trouble makers in line

And Thirteen will make sure she don't follow that line!

She keeps on pulling pranks

Traps here

Traps there

Gosh will she ever stop

Then one day you got so busy that your usual scolding for her didn't happened

Not even once

She felt empty without your nagging voice I guess?

But that doesn't matter!

At least, now, no one will stop her from doing what she loves!

No one...

Will stop her?

But who will scold her when she's about to do an extremely dangerous prank where she might get hurt?

Who will treat her wounds when she accidentally scratched her with one of her schemes?

It's been just a few days without your nagging voice and she's already at your doorstep in the middle of a night on a weekend asking

"Are you ignoring me?"

"Why aren't you talking to me anymore?"

"Are you tired of me now..?"

It feels like she'll start crying if she says anything more so you just denied everything and said that your schedule have been fully packed

Even saying that you're a new member of the council so you became more busy

She felt so embarrassed after that

But she started to treasure your relationship more

And maybe...

Waiting in the line is not that big of a deal if it's for you...

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temis-de-leon · 3 months

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Obsessed with the implications of poly!MC falling under a sleeping curse. Antidote, of course, being true love's kiss.

And true love exists in every type of relationship (look at Maleficent and her motherly kiss to Aurora), but I think the brothers and/or the rest of the cast would only see it as romantic.

All of them want to be the first to kiss MC, so sure of being their one true love, but since they all love them with such a deep force, it wouldn't matter who's the one kissing them, MC would still wake up. It's true love.

Now, I think the one to actually give the first and, consequently, only kiss, would be either Lucifer or Diavolo. It depends on how big the poly relationship is. If poly!MC is dating everyone, like the bad bitch they are, Diavolo would for sure take advantage of his position as future ruler. However, if it's only the brothers, Lucifer would use the privilege of being the oldest.

Mammon could be the first if he cheats and kisses them before anyone notices. "The Great Mammon, your first" and all that.

What are the implications, you may ask? Well, just imagine. Imagine the heartbreak of sharing the love of your life with your family, your best friend, your master or servant, only for your lover not to reciprocate your deepest feeling.

MC may love them, but they're not MC's one true love; at least, according to the sleeping curse.

How much would Satan or Belphie hate their older brother? How much would Levi hate himself? Would Diavolo and Lucifer's friendship suffer? At what extent?

And how fucking funny would it be to have Luke kissing MC's forehead, that kiss being the one that wakes them up?

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haileyywrites · 2 years

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The Poet & His Muse - Venti/Barbatos x gn!reader

"Once upon a time - there lived a Poet in Mondstadt. The Poet loved his music, but not more than he loved his Muse. The Muse sang of love while the Poet played, until the day his Muse sang no longer..."

Mondstadt was the city of freedom and of poets - many who would come to be known throughout it's rich history. However, none were more famous than the young lovers simply known as "The Poet" and "The Muse".

The Poet was rumored to have been Lord Barbatos himself, for he could play the most beautiful songs imaginable with his shining golden lyre. But the Poet began lacking inspiration to play at all, let alone something new. He would walk and glide through the lively city, yet nothing would capture him. Not even the worship and love of his people.

At night he draged himself to the tavern where he ordered a drink of Dandelion Wine - which he savoured through the night. He stared mindlessly into the liquid, as if trying to find answers within. His attention would be brought back into reality as the once loud and lively tavern became dead silent, before a voice that could only be described as angelic began to sing.

He - like everyone else, turned his body to face the person making such beautiful noise and was simply in awe of the sight. Not only was their voice heavenly, the person themselves was a sight to behold and he could do nothing but watch with hearts in his aqua green eyes. Completely captured in the lovely tune.

While the Muse sang more beautifully than the gods themselves - no one would disagree with that, but everyone could feel something missing from their music. The Muse wasn't ignorant to that either, but like the Poet, could not find the thing they were missing.

The Muse was not blind to the enchanted gaze of the Poet, for some reason his intense gaze did not make them feel uneasy. Quite opposite infact, as they gazed back just as much and after the performance they approached him. He kindly offered them a drink of his favorite wine, which they accepted.

Such a simple meeting and yet it felt like fate. From the moment their eyes locked from across the room a connection had been made. They got along perfectly and the hours the spent that night simply talking felt like mere moments, as if time had stopped or ceased to exist whilst together.

After the tavern keeper closed the bar and sent them on their way they took a stroll through the city before the Poet brought the Muse home. He took hold of their hand, but gave them an opportunity to pull away should they wish to do so. When they didn't - he laid a sweet kiss upon the back of their hand with a cheeky smile forming on his lips.

They said goodnight to each other that night, but not goodbye as they were sure they would meet again - and they would. They found themselves always going to the same place at the same time or bumbing into each other by accident. They also found each other to be the missing thing - the missing element in their music.

Soon, no matter where you were in Mondstadt you could hear the lyre being played while a song was sang. When following the sound, a young couple could be found, the Poet and his Muse. Their eyes full of love and adoration to each other, the lyrics clearly meant for each other. It was almost sickeningly sweet, almost.

Sadly, such happiness was not destined to last. A world such as this was cruel indeed to take the one and only true love away from the Anemo Archon. Such a long time he had lived already, as he was one of the few who managed to survived the Archon War. All without a shoulder to cry on or a hand to hold onto.

No one knew if the Poet ever told the truth of his being to the Muse, but he certainly had to have come to terms with easily outliving them at some point. Not that he would expect it happen like this or this soon...

The Muse's passing was mourned by all who lived in Mondstadt and even those who were lucky enough to have heard them sing during their short visit to the City of Freedom. The sky was dark is it too wept for them and it's tears would not stop pouring for the weeks to come, nor did anyone else's.

The Poet was at a loss, unable to even look at his beloved lyre. The Muse was his music and his happiness, his music had always been about them - even before he himself knew it to be true. He wished to drown his sorrows away in the tavern, but was unable to even set a foot inside. Let alone drink his favorite wine, for all things reminded him of his Muse...

In the end the Poet would leave his beloved City of Freedom and wander the world. This is where the story ends, but not where his story ended. As he would slowly heal from his grief, with the help of an old friend. And, when he was ready and satisfied with his journey he would return back as a poet known as Venti and recite poetry with his trusty lyre in hand. He was known for the "Tale of The Poet & His Muse".

And though his heart still ached for his Muse, he learned to live a life with happiness as he had learned to appreciate the simple things in life and how fleeting it truly was. But he also became more guarded against other people, not letting closer than casual acquaintance's.

The ending is kinda bad? I didn't really know how to end this... Sorry! :') It also got kinda long but I personally loved writing this and am happy enough with how it turned out!

It was pointed out that it had female pronouns, I'm terribly sorry for these mistakes! If you find any more please point them out - thanks!

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misc-obeyme · 5 months

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Barbatos holds the multitudes of space and time within him, but it isn't too often that he is able to bring himself fully into the present moment. The burden of heavy secrets constantly threatens to pull his mind into the past or the future. He has learned how to exist simultaneously within them, to move through them all continuously. He has learned to adapt.

So he is stunned to find how frequently you pull him crashing into the now. All it takes is a single smile, his name on your lips, the sound of your voice from another room, waking from a dream of you, or the feeling of your skin beneath his fingertips.

Barbatos notices the ability you seem to possess to arrest his attention so fully that his mind moves out of the rest of time entirely. He can feel it increase every time he's with you. It becomes easier and easier for him to exist only now in a way he never truly has before.

And yet nothing could have prepared him for the moment he sees tears in your eyes. How everything slows down, time seems to crawl by, completely out of his control, as you blink and the droplets fall like tiny crystals down your face.

The sight stops time for him just as it stops the beating of his heart.

The world resumes as soon as you're in his arms, pressed close to him so he can feel your chest heave as you cry into his shoulder.

It doesn't matter what caused this. It doesn't matter why you're hurting, only that you are. He finds he can't hold himself in various points of time while you're suffering in this one. The sound of your anguish unravels him, pulls him apart, unwinds every second of every timeline he has ever known.

Barbatos has to fight himself more than he ever has before. He knows that altering the timelines is something he can't do. Still the desire to manipulate them for you is overwhelming. To erase this experience forever from your life.

And then you settle in his arms. Your tears slow and finally stop. Your arms tighten around him and you whisper to him about how much you love him, how much he means to you, how grateful you are to have him to hold you in these moments.

Time begins again. Barbatos finds himself looking only at you, where his present is encompassed entirely in your eyes. You become his refuge when the push and pull of time is too much, when he aches to feel himself only in the now.

Barbatos will continue on into an inscrutable future just as he has traversed through a muddied past to reach this moment. And though you will have only been a single bright spot in that endless existence, he will always have the touchstone of your memory to call him back to his present self in any timeline.

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