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yandere-3-sagau · 7 months
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Yandere!SAGAU x Secret!Creator!Reader Part 3
Short Summary: You’re on the Crux and want to test the limits of your new abilities. While you’re on your way to Inazuma, more and more people become aware of your existence. characters: Venti, Xiao, Zhongli, Beidou, Kazuha warning(s): none word count: 2221
(Sorry i’ve been inactive. I stopped playing genshin but i’ve come back for my bby Neuvillette. i’m including him soon to this series hehe)
─── ・ 。゚✧: *.☽ .* : ✧.───
The Anemo Archon may be inactive, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t listening. As they always say, the wind carries words… even those meant to be kept secret.
Despite being a god that hasn’t shown himself to his people in ages, Venti is a lot more informed about his nation than most would think. And it’s not just his nation, but other nations as well.
So, when the wind carries the latest rumor to his ears, Venti drops the wine bottle he’s drinking. The glass shatters to the ground, the red liquid seeping into the wooden floors of Angel’s Share. Diluc groans, putting down the wine glass he was cleaning with a tired look on his face.
“Maybe it’s time you head home, Venti. It seems you’ve had too much to drink.”
Diluc’s words don’t seem to reach him as Venti’s aqua green eyes are widened in shock, his face unmoving. The red haired swordsman snaps his fingers in front of Venti’s face.
“You alright there?”
Venti snaps out of it, shaking his head. There’s a large smile on his face that he’s unable to wipe off.
“Yeah… it’s seems you’re right. I’ll be off, now.” He rushes out of Angel’s Share leaving Diluc bewildered at his speed.
“But you haven’t paid…” Diluc sighs, the words dying in his throat. He shakes his head at the Anemo Archon’s erratic behavior, red locks swaying.
As Venti exits the tavern, he jumps into the air and allows the wind to carry him, not caring who sees it.
His small frame is shaking with excitement over the new rumor… but he had to confirm it.
There have been countless times where the words he hears are false…but on the off chance that this new rumor is proven true, it would be groundbreaking.
So, Venti rides the current of the wind, directing it towards the neighboring nation of Liyue where the subject of the rumor was last spotted.
─── ・ 。゚✧: *.☽ .* : ✧.───
You’re shocked, seeing the almost love stricken gaze of the vigilant yaksha.
The curse word slips from your mouth but Xiao doesn’t bat an eye, too dazed.
When you finally regain your senses, you have no time to think about Xiao or how he even knows you’re the creator. All you know is that you’ve been discovered and that you need to get back on the Crux before Grandpa Fuyi wakes up and discovers you’re missing.
With that goal in mind, you close your eyes and try to concentrate, thinking of the lower deck of the Crux and Grandpa Fuyi.
Slowly, you open your eyes but immediately jump back, startled. Instead of the lower deck of the Crux, you’re faced with Xiao who has moved disrespectfully close to you.
Xiao’s body is moving on autopilot, subconsciously bringing himself closer as his mind is only filled with thoughts of you. He wanted in engrain the image of you so deep into his brain that he’d remember every detail even when he closed his eyes.
Your presence is so warm it feels like all of the pain he’s suffered has disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Even just the scent of you is so addicting that he’s unable to remain composed. No matter how disrespectful Xiao may seem for invading the creator’s personal space, the need to be near you overcomes any sense of shame he may have. When he notices your shock, he immediately bows his head down.
He can’t stop the tremble of his hands as he stands so close to you, his heart racing. If he just lifted an arm, he’d be able to touch you. He fights the urge with every bone in his body before speaking so quietly that you almost couldn’t hear him.
“I-I’m sorry! I just… I’ve only ever dreamed of meeting you… to think that you’re really here…”
You don’t notice the internal conflict Xiao is having, only feeling your anxiety rising. If Xiao is already aware of you, who knows who else has been informed of your “descension”.
“Listen, Xiao…” he shivers, hearing you call out his name. You’re heading to the exit, determined to find a hidden spot where you can try again to teleport.
“You may have confused me for someone else. I would love to stay and chat but I have some really serious business I need to attend to-“
“Your grace…”
The deep voice that cuts you off fills you with panic as you slowly turn your head and come face to face with the Geo Archon and the sole reason from your departure from Liyue. His tall stature blocks the only exit, hands twitching as his eyes rake all over you.
Zhongli’s long legs make wide strides over to you. He seems to have lost all reason now that he’s finally found you. That face… so filled with joy that it’s almost insane… it makes you shudder.
With deep fear and desperation, you squeeze your eyes shut.
The Crux, The Crux, The Crux…
Finally, you feel that familiar energy surge through you and you know you’ve succeeded. Zhongli and Xiao watch you disappear before their eyes, the Geo Archon’s hand stretched out to touch you before you vanish completely.
Suddenly, you hear the sound of a tea cup clashing against a table. When you open them again, you’re met with two sets of eyes that stare at you in shock.
In front of you, Kazuha and Beidou sit at a round table, the steam from a freshly made teapot slowly rising in the air as the room is filled with silence.
At least you made it to the Crux.
“Well, hello stranger. That’s quite the entrance you’ve made,” Beidou drawls. Her cheek rests upon her hands as she stares at you with interest.
You’re thinking of excuses to make when Kazuha decides to speak after staring at you for a while.
“You’re bleeding,” he says. Panicked, you look at your clothes for any indication of blood but you’re unable to see anything from the dark color of your clothes.
“N-No, I’m not…” you lie, trying to play it off.
“You are… and it must be a lot since I’m able to smell it all the way from here.”
Of course, you know he’s right. The pain is still there since it hasn’t been that long since you were shot and you’re not exactly an expert at patching wounds.
“Why don’t I help you,” Beidou says. “In exchange for the secret on that little entrance you made.” The leader of the Crux steps closer to you causing you to take a step back.
“No, that’s fine! I’m just passing by. My grandpa is on the lower deck and he’s recovering from a heart attack so I really need to-“
With speed faster than you could even comprehend, Kazuha’s hand grips your wrist tightly, preventing you from leaving.
“You’re too suspicious to let go… state your purpose or we’ll have no choice but to treat you as an enemy.”
Beidou sighs, walking over and patting his shoulder as if telling him relax.
“Give them a break, Kazuha. Can’t you see they’re injured? At least patch them up before you start your interrogations.”
You have half the mind to teleport but their movements are so fast, you’re unable fight back. Within the blink of an eye, your hands are bound and you’re seated on a stool as Beidou lifts your shirt to inspect the wound on your back.
Her eyes widen, seeing the messy cloth stained with golden blood. Her hands pull back so fast it’s as if she was burned. Her ruby red eyes snap to look up at the back of your head.
“The creator…”
Kazuha studies you, his face blank but you can see the surprise in his eyes. Both of them take a step back, as they stare at you in silence.
Unexpectedly, it’s the calmest reaction you’ve witnessed so far.
“What brings the creator aboard my humble ship?” Beidou asks, forcing her voice to stay steady as if a big shot… no… the big shot of Teyvat isn’t bound to a chair on her ship.
You sigh. This is the exact reason you wanted to avoid being discovered.
“I wasn’t lying when I said my grandpa is on the lower deck.”
“The grandpa of the creator…”
“Well, adoptive grandpa… but you know, same thing.”
“You’re heading to Inazuma? What for?”
“…vacation.”
Beidou’s hands move back to you this time, asking permission before touching you. You nod your head allowing her to untie you. She then carefully lifts your shirt and removes the wraps to assess the extent of damage. As you twist your head to look at it, you realize it looks a lot less worse than before.
“Who was stupid enough to attack the creator…” Beidou asks but Kazuha nudges her.
“We tied them up… and threatened them,” he says quietly. As if realizing the severity of their actions, Beidou flinches.
“We greatly apologize, your grace. I hope you can understand us. We were just taking precautions to ensure the members of the ship are safe.”
You nod your head, not thinking anything of it. Beidou helps you patch it up and you wince, feeling the stinging pain.
“I will accept your apology… as long as neither of you speak a word of me being here. Don’t tell anyone what you saw or heard. Act as if you’ve never met me.”
You can sense their confusion. They want to ask you why but they stay silent, only nodding at your request. After Beidou patches you up, you immediately leave to the lower deck of the Crux.
The two of them bow their heads down respectfully, waiting until you are completely out of earshot before speaking.
“You’re gonna keep the creator’s secret, right Beidou?”
“…we’ll see how much mora someone offers me for it.”
─── ・ 。゚✧: *.☽ .* : ✧.───
The pupils of Zhongli’s eyes shake as he stares at the spot you had just disappeared from.
When Zhongli had arrived at Wangshu Inn, he immediately recognized the scent he found back at the house he discovered. Like a hound, he followed the scent to the top of the inn and when he saw you… his whole world froze.
Unlike when he first met you back at the stall, he knows exactly who you are. This time, he was able to truly take you in.
Staring at the full glory of the creator, illuminated by the warm glow of candles, Zhongli thought that you were more than he could have ever imagined. For the first time in his thousands of years of life, he was completely awestruck.
He forced himself to steady his voice, quietly clearing his throat before speaking. But just as he called out to you, just before he was able to feel you, you vanished.
Zhongli feels as if the coldest of waters was suddenly poured all over him. His breath hitches and the emptiness of his hand physically pains him.
You disappeared. No… you ran away. From him.
It wasn’t obvious before, but Zhongli is sure of it now. You are running away from him.
Your stall that had been opened for months closed just after you had met him, and now. The moment you heard his voice and the second he almost touched you, you left.
The former Geo Archon feels his heart clench up. He slowly turns to Xiao. The intensity of Zhongli’s stare sends a shiver down the Yaksha’s spine.
“You… why was the creator here? When did they arrive? How come you didn’t tell anyone?”
“I-I’m not sure… From what I can remember, I was just thinking of them and suddenly, they appeared. They were only here for less than five minutes.”
The creator appeared for Xiao when he thought of them… but disappeared when Zhongli came.
The ground rumbles beneath them and the walls of the inn begins to shake. The two can hear the guests of the inn start to panic.
“Earthquake!” someone shouts.
Zhongli takes a deep breath and suddenly the rumbling stops. Still, the words keep circling in Zhongli’s head.
The creator appeared for Xiao.
Why? he thinks. There’s not a single second since he’s been aware of your descension where Zhongli is not thinking of you. For longer than Xiao had even been alive, Zhongli prided himself on being the most loyal acolyte of yours. With how much of his being that Zhongli devotes solely to you… why would you appear for Xiao and not him?
Are you unsatisfied with him? Was there something he did?
Just tell him, he thinks. Instead of running away and leaving him in the agony of uncertainty, just tell him what he did.
Does he need to prove himself to you?
Zhongli is more than willing to prove himself. There’s nothing he wouldn’t do to repent and prove himself worthy if the reward is your presence. He’s spent thousands of years devoting himself to you and he’ll worship you til the day he dies.
So now that you’ve finally descended, he doesn’t care if he has to chase you around all of Teyvat. Whether it’s stealing his gnosis back from the Tsaritsa and becoming Morax once more or defeating all the archons of the other nations to prove himself worthy, nothing will deter Zhongli from gaining your acceptance.
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quimichi · 6 months
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↳ ❝ [CALLING THE MONDSTADT BOYS YOUR GOOD BOY] ¡! ❞
Mondstadt boys x Creator!Reader
Dainseif, Diluc, Kaeya & Venti
Albedo's part here > ♡
Dainseif - What does freedom really mean, when demanded of you by a god?
"Please, come to me" you simply said, your voice echoing not only in the room, but also in his mind. Dainsleif doesn't hesitate for a moment.
He stands and crosses the distance between you without a second thought. His every movement is graceful and elegant. He would move through the ocean if it meant he could hold your gaze just a moment longer.
Now that he is close, he kneels once more. He wants to be on your level, he wants to be near you. "I am here, Your Grace." He stays on his knees, silent, waiting for you. If you want him to move, he will; if you want him to speak, he will; if you want him to simply be here, just within your presence— he will.
"Dain?" It only takes your utterance, your voice, for his head to snap in your direction.
"Yes, Your Grace?"
"You're my good boy aren't you?" The words are music to Dainsleif's ears. He loves nothing more than to hear you call him something so loving. "Yes," he whispers, the word a breath of reverence. "I am your good boy."
"And why are you my good boy?" His cheeks flush as he looks up to you, eyes glowing like a star. His lashes flutter against his cheeks as the thought of being your good boy floods him with happiness and contentment.
"Because I am yours and have always served you." His words are firm, with the certainty of one who has never strayed from his purpose.
"Mine?"
"Yes. I am yours."
"I exist to serve you, to serve your beauty, your kindness, and love." This is truth to Dainsleif. He cannot imagine himself being anything but yours. "And thats why youre my good boy, Dainsleif" "Yes, Your Grace." He smiles at you, joy and contentment overflowing inside of him.
"I am happy to be your good boy. I am proud and eager to serve you, to honor and adore you." His expression is loving, warm, and peaceful. Dainsleif stays on his knees, head cocked to the side. His blue eyes are shining with love and affection. "What would you like me to do for you?" He asks, eager to serve you with all his heart.
"I want you to stay with me forever..." "I would love to stay with you, Your Grace." Dainsleif would die a hundred mortal deaths if it meant living in your presence for even an hour. The very thought of being near you stirs something inside him; his heart leaps into the sky, his breath catches in his throat.
He is entirely devoted to you.
Diluc - Though it is still not enough, I will always face the darkness.
"Please, step a bit closer to me" such a simple request it is but your command startles him. He looks up at you, and his eyes go wide. He is utterly taken aback, but that is not an excuse. He is yours to command.Diluc complies, and steps closer to your side.
"Are you my good boy, Diluc?"
"Y-yes," he responds at once. He bows his head as he speaks but, if it were possible, he bows even further. His heart is thumping against his chest as if it wants to jump free. He is utterly devoted to you. Every inch of him yours. "I'm sorry i didnt quite heard you, could you repeat that?" You're teasing him, how could you not? Diluc is more than embarrassed, but it is not his will to refuse you. He is yours, after all.
"Y-yes," he says, and his voice breaks slightly from the embarrassment.
"Once more, please, for me?" the opportunity is to good to let it slide. "Yes!" he says once more, and the blush on his face spreads throughout his body. Embarrassed, thats what he is, embarrassed. Your smile alone makes his stomach jump like it's trying to escape. He cannot understand how you make him feel this way.
He is still shy about this ordeal, but he knows that he cannot look away. He is there to serve you, after all. "Good boy~
"Diluc smiles despite himself at your praise. He knows better than to be happy at this moment, but some part of him thrills at the feeling of your gaze on his skin. His heart has a mind of its own, however, and it seems like it knows no boundaries. "Thank you," he says, and bows his head yet again. His embarrassment remains, but it is balanced with the thrill of your praise.
Your good boy...
Kaeya - Life's greatest illusions are the ones we believe in ourselves
"Kaeya?" Kaeya glances up at you, but he doesn't move from his comfortable position— at least, not yet. In fact, he appears to have become more comfortable, resting his head against your thighs and taking small, deep breaths. He stares down at you and smiles, seemingly amused by the situation. "I'm not moving," he mutters. "I'm perfectly comfortable here."
"Oh? Is my good boy all comfy?" "...Mhm." Kaeya's smile is genuine. With one hand, he reaches up, brushing his thumb against your cheek. "...I love you, Your Grace." Please let me stay here. I don't ever want to leave.
Hes so enchanted by your presence alone, he seemed to not process every word you say. Kaeya takes them as they are..."Did you hear me? I said youre my good boy" You're just checking, thats what youre telling yourself. But und truth, you just want to see a reaction, hear how his voice changes with realization.
"Of course I'm your good boy." Kaeya closes his eyes now, nuzzling himself against your legs. "No one else could be, after all. They don't worship you like I do."
"Your devotion's a gift, you know." Kaeya's tone is one of playful teasing, though the compliment is very much sincere. "You know I wouldn't let anyone else here give me physical affection, but for you, I make an exception. Why? Well, for one thing, you're deserving of it." You notice that Kaeya's leg is twitching— he wants to move, but it's as if he physically can't manage it. This may just be the most comfortable Kaeya's ever been, even if he can't say it out loud.
"Isn't my boy nice, huh?" "What can I say? I'm at your service... always." Kaeya's grip tightens about your thighs slightly. "Your approval means the world to me... I'd do anything to keep in your good graces."
He pauses for a moment, his expression becoming almost solemn. "...You know what I most desire, Your Grace?" Kaeya keeps his eyes shut, as though he's ashamed to speak."I would very much like to be yours," he says quietly.
"I want you to choose me."
Venti - Videtis illam spirare libertatis auram
"Yes, your Grace."
Venti complies instantly, quickly moving to sit down on the seat beside you. As soon as his body settles down, he starts idly swinging his legs up and down as if he's a toddler waiting for his mother to take him to the playground.He doesn't say a word, instead contenting himself with simply smiling up at you.
"Good boy" such small words, but they hold a way bigger meaning behind them. As Venti hears your praise, he almost falls into a completely euphoric state. He is practically quivering with excitement, unable to control his emotions for even a second longer. He starts muttering to himself, unable to comprehend what he is feeling in the presence of your grace.
"Please— please, don't call me a good boy again... please, please, make me yours..." Venti flushes pinker than a rose. "I— I meant your worshipful servant!" His eyes are fixed on you adoringly and desperately.
"Your dog, even!" Venti is too lost in the moment to realize how awkward his words were, and he starts desperately scrambling to come up with something even more degrading to call himself.
"Your footstool, even! Your carpet, your chair! Even your floor...!" His words are garbled and desperate, his mind completely blank right now. "But Venti, you're my good boy, not my chair or my floor...my good boy"
Venti's eyes widen as he hears your words. His face is still bright red, but your praise is enough to make him lightheaded. "Am I— am I your good boy.." he mumbles quietly, but he sounds genuinely baffled. "Are you sure..?"
"Yes" Venti is practically panting with excitement now, having gotten the confirmation that he is yours. "Y— you really mean it.." Even when he speaks quietly, you can hear the excitement in his voice, the thrill in his heart.
"Then I really am your good boy, aren't I...?"
"Yes"
"Then I will do my best to be the very best good boy for you, your Grace," Venti whispers reverently.
Even in his excitement, Venti remains reverent towards you. To be your good boy... He can't think of anything he wants more.
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hiraya-rawr · 2 years
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little star — diluc 。
synopsis!! everyone knows the creator doesn't favor diluc (everyone is wrong).
cw !! gn reader, reader is peak diluc simp 😐 somewhat self-aware characters, mild sagau themes (not too much), reader is recognized as the player, reader is a little shy at first. angst with reverse comfort!
note !! the plot feels a little everywhere but i tried to organize it as best as i can, i think i got carried away eheh honestly doesn't feel up to my standards but it was pretty enjoyable to write
word count !! 2.8k something
"No, it's definitely Outrider Amber, she was the first to ever be favored."
"Are you kidding me? Outrider Amber may be the first, but sir Kaeya was definitely loved. Have you seen the sword he was gifted with?" One growls.
"It's the Acting Grand Master Jean!" Someone slams the table with his beer mug, "Twice was she bestowed with fallen stars of gold."
"I'd say that wolf boy in the woods seem lucky."
"It has to be Bennett. I don't know why but that kid has two crowns! Two!"
"You're all missing out on Miss Lisa!"
"Stop, stop! You rowdy drunks! Every vision holder in Mond has been granted favor, this is just impossible to decide!"
There was a pause. "Well. . . not every." Someone mumbles under their breath.
"Not every? Who's the poor allogene that couldn't even get the Player's favo—" Shushing sounds break his sentence, the men glare at their companion, pointing to the redhead behind the bar.
It's useless, really.
Diluc has been listening in the entire time. He can't really help it when their voices were loud enough to reach where he stood. Still, he was merciful and pretended not to hear. He's not exactly bothered by what they're saying. It was the truth, after all.
For two years, vision holders all around Teyvat were being granted favor.
It often begins with a meteor shower gracing the sky.
A star gently falling into the hands of a vision holder, embracing them in warm light.
They call the ethereal sensation as something akin to "coming home".
The favored would then be given different things; quality weapons, enhanced abilities, beautiful crowns— Some allogenes were even gifted summer apparel (Mondstadt is proud that their Gunnhildr sisters were one of the very first). Even their equipped wings would change into ornamented works of art!
It's been two years, and it seems like every allogene he knows of has received the Player's grace.
He supposed he just wasn't favored. It isn't too difficult to believe that he isn't likable.
He convinces himself it's fine.
It's fine if his summoned weapon is a cheap claymore made of scrap metal. It's still efficient to have the extra blade while he manually carries around another claymore (commissioned from Wagner as the best money could buy). Or that his abilities can only be improved through hardwork, unlike the many who broke the limits of their power through your favor.
It's fine.
As the bar goers leave for the night, as Venti and Kaeya wave around their almost divine-looking five-star weapons to show the crowd, and as he's closing up the tavern and retreating to his upstair quarters for comfort, he convinces himself that the he'll be okay on his own.
The arrival of the Creator was festive and grand; The day the sky parted itself and glowed as the brightest of all stars fell with grace into Mondstadt's very own Windrise.
Teyvat rejoices in the ecstatic ideal of being loved.
A meeting of vision holders was quickly held in the Cathedral, discussing immediate plans as some of the most favored (Venti, Jean, Kaeya, Albedo to name a few) went ahead to fetch the Creator from the large tree.
While Diluc was often the center of any other meeting due to his authority and influence, this was something he chose to step back from. Standing by the windows, away from the meeting, he watched on as Eula and the rest conversed around the circular table.
He isn't even sure why he's invited. Perhaps they felt it was obligatory for vision holders, regardless of favorability? Then again, he could always offer a fraction of his mountain-loads of wealth to help with the festivities.
At least he's competent at being a wallet.
As the others pull out their crowns and stars, weapons and artifacts, eager to thank the one responsible for the gifts, an unknown emotion bubbles in his stomach. It's faint, but it's there.
He tries to look away.
"Everyone, everyone! They're entering the gates!" Fischl announces uncharacteristically to the room as her eye glows brightly, undoubtedly looking through Oz's eyes from the sky.
"We should wait by the statue to welcome them, right?" Barbara chirps in, hands clasped and wavy hair bouncing with every step.
Diluc watches as people steadily leave the room, following last as they walk down the steps to greet the approaching group. Some civilians gathered to see the scene, others didn't really understand what a Player or Creator was to a vision holder, while Diluc—
Diluc stood by the steps to see them crowd around you.
You, surrounded with words of gratitude and cheerful squeals. He sees the smile on your face and feels relief that you don't seem too overwhelmed.
He leaves the area without a second thought.
He doesn't exactly see you around the next few days. With Mondstadt celebrating a new festival, the taverns were always full and busy with customers (both local and foreign). You were probably busy too, spending time with the different allogenes and entertaining those who came from Liyue to meet you. He's heard of a funeral consultant with three crowns (are consultants that admirable of a job to you?) and an adeptus gifted with various five-star polearms (this was understandable for the adepti, unlike the consultant).
He doesn't expect to see you at all until you leave for the next nation, honestly.
That is, until the tavern settles into a more peaceful atmosphere and Jean rushes in with several other allogenes. It's unusual to see his childhood friend in the tavern; still, he greets her amicably and asks what brings her here.
"(Name) will be coming here soon with Kaeya and a few others. It's a little impromptu, but we were hoping for a place to settle in with drinks. Perhaps try some apple cider." She smiles, taking a seat by the bar.
(Name)? Jean was already on a first name basis with the Creator?
Diluc thinks perhaps Jean truly is the favorite, she does have a few golden stars in her home.
Somehow, it's not surprising at all to know that his apple cider was famous enough to drag you in. At least there's something about the Dawn Winery in your favor. He promptly gets his employees to work, clearing a few tables near the bar, rearranging the furniture to give space good enough for a group.
Your entrance into the bar was just as lively; with your favored allogenes chatting away with you, everyone falling into place at different parts of the tavern, ordering drinks and meals.
He's glad you enjoy apple cider.
You're trying to play it cool, really. Trying your best not to get overexcited and glomp everyone and everything.
You're taking things step by step as you converse with Jean, Lisa, and Albedo; as you share meals with Barbara and Sucrose; as you play with Klee and Diona; tour the city with Fischl and Bennett. There's plenty of time to meet everyone and your schedule has been filled to the brim with all the fun your having.
You'll see that glimpse of red hair again— one that was lingering by the Cathedral staircase. Diluc doesn't like crowds, so it's fine that he isn't approaching you. It's also fine that he hasn't visited at least once, unlike the several raging from Liyue to Sumeru who took the journey to meet you early.
Diluc is too busy a person to meet you; whether it's because of the winery or his darknight hero duties, you wouldn't dare take his time.
— but when are you supposed to give him all the gifts you've brought for him???
Your determination to build him up in one go, from Talent levels to Constellations to Artifacts and Weaponry, all came down to this moment — and the man was simply nowhere to be seen!
An unknowingly loud sigh escapes your lips, catching the attention of the Cavalry Captain next to you.
"Now, what's got our (Name) so down in the dumps?" Kaeya hums, glancing at your face as you stutter a response.
"Aah it's not that, it's just. . ."
Your brother is too busy, I just want to meet him!!
"I'm thirsty." You deflect, looking around for a stall. The streets of Mond were nothing like the minimized version you see in the game; with the city being ten times larger than what you remembered it to be.
"Oh! Oh! Klee suggests apple cider!" The little girl giggles, running around your legs in excitement, "Angel's Share is nearby and big brother Albedo alwaaays takes me there for apple cider!"
Angel's Share. Bartender. A great idea has appeared!
At the excited look on your face, Jean walks up ahead of you.
"Why don't I go and inform the tavern to prepare us a space first, it would save us the waiting time."
"That would be great, Jean!"
You hope you aren't being too obvious.
With the way your eyes would linger on him, casting side glances and hoping he would greet you to strike up a conversation, the way most allogenes do. You didn't want to abruptly disturb his work, nor do you want seem desperate, so you waited for his initiative.
Yet, Diluc lingers just a little outside your group's circle. Your food and drinks were refilled by Charles, you've talked with nearly everyone but the person you want to talk to.
"It's getting pretty late, we should head home for the night." Someone suggests.
What?
No!
"Hm? Do you still have something in mind?" Kaeya asks. You realized you said it out loud, catching the attention of nearby patrons.
With a frantic glance around the tavern, your eyes make contact with Diluc's. He pauses as well, wondering what caused your little outburst.
You are definitely not leaving, not when you don't know when you could catch Diluc in his free time again! You'd be leaving for Liyue by then!
Hands slamming the table to stand up and with a small burst of courage, you approach the bartender who turns away from Charles. He raises an eyebrow at your approach. It's odd the way you feel flustered and nervous, finally facing him.
Pausing just in front of him, he looks on curiously.
"Would you like a refill?" He asks.
"A-ah no, I mean, yes but that's not why I'm here. I. . ." You stutter, stumbling over your words as you try not to behave awkwardly. Should you start with a casual topic?
"You seem to be quite busy." You say.
Diluc blinks. He isn't sure what you're implying. Neither is Kaeya or Jean, who stopped to look at the exchange of words.
"I suppose. . . but as a winery, we do thrive in impromptu festivities." He replies curtly before realizing, was it rude that he never visited the Creator?
"Ah, is it my lack of visit? I apologize, I would have visited but it seems that you were quite satisfied with your favorites and-"
"No, no, no," You wave your hand, cutting him off, "I understand you're busy. You don't have to visit at all! How could I take your time— wait," You pause, recalling his words.
"Favorites?" You tilt your head, "What do you mean I seemed satisfied with my favorites? What do you mean by favorites?"
"Your favorites... allogenes who received your favor. Those you have granted gifts."
Your jaw laxes. Favorites? They decided you play favorites based on how much you've built them?
"You think. . ." You say carefully, not wanting to hurt anyone's feelings, "That I offer gifts to my favorites?"
Diluc nods slowly, unsure of your questioning.
Although it would be a lie to say you didn't have your personal favorites, it would still be inaccurate that it's based on gifts. After all, you built everyone who came home by chance. As an avid player, you did your best to farm and push everyone to their full potential.
Diluc, however, never came home no matter how much you wanted him to. It can't be possible that he doesn't know how much he is loved, right?
"Then what about you?" You blurt out, "How do you think I view you?"
He stares at you oddly. At this point, many around you had stopped to tune in. Everyone knew Master Diluc never received your favor, so why are you conversing with him?
Meanwhile, Diluc wonders if you want him to admit it. Must he say it in front of everyone how he never received gifts?
"I suppose. . . I'm not one of them. It's quite understandable. I don't intend to question your judgement—"
"What?" You exclaim, a look of shock crosses your face, "You think I don't like you?" Voice raised in disbelief, you feel the eyes of many turning to watch the scene.
Diluc mirrors your confusion.
"I can't believe you would– no, that isn't it at all!" You stutter over your words, a frantic need to prove him wrong goes through you, "You— you of all people!"
"Me?" He repeats.
"I've always wanted you!"
A silence settles over the tavern. Did you have to put it so bluntly? You freeze in shock at your own words. Diluc's expression of disbelief turns flustered, face turning as red as his hair.
Explain yourself.
"I- I mean, I've always wanted you to come home. Ever since the start, really! It's just that you never did-"
"Hmm... so it implies that it's out of your control, correct?" Kaeya piqued, looking on curiously. He's been listening in the entire time. You nod your head.
"Yes! It's a game of chance for me as well. It's not to say that favor is an accident, I truly wanted everyone to come home! It's just that—" You turn to Diluc, "You never did, no matter how much I wanted you to. How was I supposed to give you your gifts?"
Diluc snaps out of his shock, blinking at you, "Gifts?"
"Yes, gifts! I've been saving them up for you, ever since the start." You pause, shyly looking away, "When I said I wanted you since the beginning I meant it. I came here for you, after all."
He looks at you in disbelief, and probably half the tavern as well. You can't help the small chuckle from your lips. With an outstretched hand, something materializes between you. It glows a blinding golden light, before settling to reveal–
"Wolf's Gravestone. It's a weapon for you."
You didn't have to say it— anyone with eyes could see how it was practically made for Diluc. With large handles and a color scheme that matches his own, Wolf's gravestone doesn't look as divine or ethereal as the other weapons you've gifted, but it looked just as powerful, if not menacing.
With a gesture, Diluc grips the handle.
"Fits like a glove." Kaeya whistles, impressed. As does the rest of the tavern who stopped to stare.
Suddenly, flames burst forth from the weapon. It sears and glows red. Unlike the common claymore that can't handle the the prowess of Diluc's flames, Wolf's Gravestone embraces it. Like an extension of his own hand.
He breaks his gaze away from the weapon to look at you.
"Thank you. . ." He mutters softly, but it's genuine. You smile.
"That's not the last of it, you know."
"What?"
With another flick of your hand, artifacts and talent books materialize. They flow around him like a dance as more and more begin to appear, lighting up the tavern like the night sky.
"I told you I brought gifts!"
All the days spent farming for him and other pyro characters finally paid off. The glimmering artifacts reflected in his own red eyes as he stares, entranced.
Favor did not come to him in meteor showers like it did to the other allogenes; rather, it came to him in your form. Proof of him being loved. The spectacle continued— after the artifacts and talent levels were the constellation (the crowd ooh'ed and aah'ed at the sight), then came the five star apparel (a nostalgic sight to him, and it changed his flames to a darker red), and the ascension materials you passed off as trinkets.
By the end of it, he had a hand over his lower face, his red bangs hid just the ends of his eyes. "I just thought I wasn't that favorable. . ." He muttered and you leaned in to peek at his covered face, wondering why he was shying away.
But it was evident to the tavern— the pink dusted ears, the flushed cheeks, and the overwhelming emotion in his eyes. Diluc Ragnvindr was flustered, and it's a sight enough to make even the drunks place down their beers for a closer look.
You bit your lip, trying to prevent the widest of smiles, "Do you believe yourself loved now?" You ask and he gives the faintest of nods.
"Thank you," He says, "For favoring me."
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note !! THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE a very short brainrot that became a fic huhuhuhu
I don't often write creator sagau themes but here we are! this is like peak diluc simpery idk ive never been this down for a man. i wrote this immediately after getting his skin i just got so excited 😅 I wanted to spoil him so bad (but i gave all his mats to thoma before he came home :< )
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mists-reading-nook · 11 months
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A Creator!reader who curled around Tevyat from above,sleeping and resting while also protecting thier most beloved creation. They were known as "The watcher",and all the texts around them focused on thier watchful and protective gaze. No one knows what they look like,because they have no true form.
Creator,no,watcher reader who saw the twins enter the world. Who decided to decend to keep a closer eye on the traveller.
Creator reader who has eyes everywhere. From the gatekeeper (the one who stopped the traveller from leaving),to the fairy they sent to keep eyes on the traveller. They can see you.
No matter where you are.
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eevee-genshin-blog · 4 months
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How'd This Happen?! Pt.2
Holy- I wasn't expecting everyone to like this; But thanks for the support! Please enjoy this part two of the story!
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You stared at the now knocked out Razor. You maybe shouldn't have used a mix of Geo and Electro to knock him out... Now you felt bad, Razor wasn't one of your mains, but you did max out friendship with him. Wait a damn minute... What if this is like that one idea you read on Tumbler?! Where the higher Friendship the character had a better chance of recognizing you! That would give you at least one or two safe people per Nation!!
You're getting off track.. You shake your head and walk over to Razor, and sniff him, you couldn't rely on your human form since, one you didn't have clothes, and two you didn't want to mess up anything; After all... You liked being free and chaotic.
You huff and headbutted Razor, as hard as you could do. It didn't wake him up, but it left a bruise on him. You nudged him, to no avail.
Now how were you gonna fix this... Razor most likely had someone with him, and if they find Razor they'll find you; A black cat with a moon marking on your head, braided fur, blue, silver, and gold paint on you, and a Hilichurl mask on your side...
(The mask wouldn't work on your face, you couldn't see through it, and it was still too big even after the Hilichurls made it so small.)
Yea, this could risk you, but. What's gonna happen? You were starting to get bored now... So a chase would be fun... But you rather not, what if they realized you were the real deal? You didn't want to stay still. But you were starting to dislike the False on the throne.
Actually, you kinda wanted to punch her in the face now... But you'll let them rule for longer. You needed to wake up Razor or move him somewhere. Maybe Cyro would wake him up...
You take a deep breath and gently nuzzle Razor's neck, the boy in question still doesn't wake up. Now, you felt pretty bad about that... Maybe you shouldn't use two elements to knock someone out- A noise behind you, sounding like a person made you panic.
Without thinking, you swirl around and bite someone's leg, Electro bursts once you make contact and the person hits the ground... You let go and freeze... You knocked out Bennett...
Damn it..
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You felt bad now... You dragged them into the forest mainly because you didn't want anyone to see them passed out, nor did you like the idea of leaving the to the Hilichurls... So, they were tied to a tree(with a lot of vines), but they're awake, and not every happy... Bennett's eyes fell onto you, "Erm.. H- hey there... Can you help us?"
Holy shit!! He talked to a cat?
You snorted, turning and walking off. "Hey!" "S- Stupid Weird Smelling Cat!"
After a few minutes, you found where you wanted to go.. But you hoped this wouldn't be a game of Dog and Cat... You found a clearing which hopefully was- HOLY SHIT HE'S A TITAN!!
You stared at the huge Blizzard God- Wait, can you still call Andrius a Blizzard god?
You tilt your head and look at him as he speaks, "What's a tiny cat doing here, where you could be hurt?" He had a teasing tone to it... You were confused, but shapeshifted into a wolf to properly speak to him.
"Sup?" You basically greet him, like he wasn't the literal Wolf of the North, the man who embodied wolves. He seemed amused with your antics.
"Soo... Why aren't you shocked?" You asked him, both confused and happy to speak to someone.
Andrius hums, "As a creature of Teyvat, I am connected to the land... I can realize when the Creator stands before me." You tried processing that but gave up. "So... Can you just help me with something real quick...? I can't turn into my human form right now and I need a bit of help..." You ask, somewhat nervously.
Thirty minutes later, you had brought the giant wolf to where Bennett and Razor are. Both looked horrified at the fact that you a tiny cat, summoned one of the Four Winds... You loved it.
Andrius helped you with getting the vines off of the two explorers. Though while they were shocked, you took the chance to leave after thanking Andrius.
You had no regrets... But now you wanted to meet the other Four Winds...
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sinsdumbdrabble · 18 days
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Funny little cynical idea
What if the world ended in 2020 like we all were saying it did?
2020, the year of genshin launch.
Hmm I sense some sagau isekai going on here.
"The creator has returned! What kept you for so long, your grace? Why return now?"
"Well the world ended and everything I've ever known is gone, how about you guys?"
They went silent for a while after that. Maybe they learned not to ask you personal questions. You'd at least hope so.
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clouds-by-me · 9 months
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𝓞𝓱 𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱, 𝓾𝓹𝓸𝓷 𝓪 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻
Chapters; [Nav] Part 1[Clear skies] [Next] Warnings; Cult themes{if you squint}, mentioned abandonment An|This lil series is based on my idea for sagau which you may find here
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High above the sky, a being descends into the world. From a golden star they fly, everyone across Teyvat can see the shining glow the star makes. And everyone stops and stares in awe as they began to realize what this could mean for their world.
Joy, absolute joy fills every human and humanoid soul in Teyvat.
"The creator! They have returned! May our creator bless our souls and being of the day!" Excited cheers and chants course throughout the land as they watch the star that was believed to be their beloved creator who textbooks and stories told of.
One of the many upon millions of souls who caught a sight of the marvelous glow was a bond traveler and their short white haired traveling companion.
"Look Traveler! The creator has descended!" The shorter flying friend cheered as she pointed to t he star. The traveler looks to their friend with a raised brow and a clearly confused expression on their face.
"The creator?" They ask "Paimon how come I’m just now hearing of this creator person?" The traveler asks as the two walk on a grassy path. Paimon looks to her traveling friend with such a disrespected face and looks as if she could strangle her clueless friend on the spot.
"Paimon has told you about The Creator! Remember? All the stories about our Creator ascending from our world and it's prophesied for them to return on a bright glowing star that will brighten Teyvats sky the same way the Sun would? Have you not been paying attention to Paimon?" A sense a guilt washes over the traveler as they look over their friends pain stricken face.
"Of course I've been listening to you, Paimon. I just...forgot. Yeah...I forgot." The obvious lie satisfied Paimon enough for her to believe her companion as she sighed.
"Paimon just doesn't understand how you don't know who The Creator is! Paimon hasn't been the only one to talk about them... " The Traveler just shrugged their shoulders stepping over a fallen branch that more likely than not, fell from a large tree.
"Well then Paimon will tell you about them again, what kind of travel guide would Paimon be if Paimon knowingly let you not know who The Creator is? " she paused for a moment looking to see in which direction the star was landing. The star was going East, while they were moving West, and deeper into a grassy land.
Long, long ago a being floated in the sky, all alone and with no one to share any company with. They were something that most would assume was lonely. So to fill the whole that the emptiness left they made somewhere to call home, a land that was large and vast, one that had its own design and could make its own destiny. They made elements that would reside in the world, each of which would reflect a different emotion and feeling of theirs. However, though they made many, they knew that only some would last the longest. Content. Wrath. calm. Loyalty. Happy. Wretched. Tired.
They lived on the world they made with their own feelings beside them, but for some reason they still could feel that empty feeling that wouldn't be hugged away. So they thought to make something else. Something that wouldn't be entirely like them. They would make humans that would be similar to them, but none would look like them. And so that's how the people of Teyvat was made. From there they lived on Teyvat with their creations, everything was peaceful. They were loved and worshipped. The people of Teyvat built them their own sanctuary with a throne made of Gold and and other shiny or prized items. Shrines and statues of them were made and regulatory were prayed at. Offerings were left for the Creator aswell. Their own emotions had chosen successors which would be known as Archons. The world was at peace. Then, on a day that seemed too dark and gloomy to be true, the oh so great Creator disappeared. Seeming to have been wiped from the face of Teyvat. The only thing left from them was a hand written note that said; To my dear world, one that I will always be with. I will return soon. Please do not miss me to much for I won't be gone forever. When I return, I will come from the sky, on a bright star. And a week exactly from my return it will be my birthday, so please be well prepared. This is not goodbye for I as your Creator will always be watching over you. All of you, my darling creations. With much love, Creator After they left the world became something anew. Became something so different from when they were here. The change caused wars to brake out, Teyvat to shift. Now no more then seven centuries pasted to make Teyvat into what it is known as now...
"And so the land of Teyvat grew independent, longing for the day our Creator would return..." Paimon concluded the story. The took a few seconds to process all the information they'd just been given. Just as the traveler opened their mouth to speak their ears twitched at the sound of a soft yet raspy voice. The voice gave the traveler a greeting without introducing themselves and calling the Traveler by their name. This made the blond quite confused. Hearing their own name after had been called by their title for so long felt foreign to them.
"Who are you? Show yourself." The Traveler demanded. Paimon looked at the Traveler with questioning gaze. "Uh, Traveler?... Who are you talking to? Did you hear something?" Panic began to course through both of their bodies. Who was this Traveler hearing?
Were they even hearing anybody?
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i need more sub haitham in the sagau fics just imagine how this man would OBSESS over the creator! reader scriptures as if they were the most sacred texts to ever grace teyvat (i mean probably but you know what i mean)
he would read them religiously, probably have the words embedded into his brain so he can remember every little thing about creator! reader bcs how could he not try to understand his most high god, the one that brought teyvat into fruition
(more brain rot under the cut)
to me haitham doesn't seem all too religious but he is a man of routine. he would pray regularly, little prayers or offerings made to creator! reader so that they know he's as loyal as they come
haitham meeting creator! reader for the first time and immediately he's on his knees bcs this is the primordial god he's read about thousands of times over. the god that shaped the land he walked and the brought about the world he knew. the god that very likely designed him right down to the very cell - a creation in their own likeness as humanity continued to evolve and flourish
he would want to prove his loyalty, show his devotion through his actions rather than words. he'd be such a good listener when creator! reader gave him orders or just spoke to him in general.
he'd be too excited or perhaps too nervous to uphold his aloof, arrogant personality, instead being blunt yet calculating in his words to be sure he doesn't offend creator! reader. it would mean the end of the world to him if he were to upset them in any way, he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he made the highest being he adored so dearly dislike him for any reason at all
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I have no idea where I'm going with this, but I'm gonna try...
I see that you have ideas for Sagau content. What if it was an imposter au where Nahida knows that y/n is the true creator and keeps y/n in Sumeru and makes Cyno y/n's bodyguard. Cyno's skeptical at first, but only protects y/n because Nahida told him to. But over time, Cyno starts developing feelings for y/n and realizes that y/n is the true creator and something in him just snaps. He goes full on yandere, killing anyone who dares to look at y/n wrong.
(Feel free to ignore this, I just wanted to help you get through writer's block. If you do notice this and decide to write for it, it would be nice if I could see a male y/n, please)
This was kinda fun to write! Also we need more Yan!Cyno content it’s interesting. Kinda mixed it up with him finding out your the creator then falling in love slowly sorry about that!
!Not proof read!
Yandere Cyno x Male Creator reader
(Slight Tighnari x reader)
Tw: death, some gore? I believe, leave if you like tighnari.
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Being chased by a mob the first day you go into genshin isn’t very fun. But I can’t say that you didn’t expect it. Going into genshin is what you didn’t expect.
You were playing genshin before you suddenly passed out. No not because you were being transferred to genshin, it was 3 am. Then you woke up in a field of flowers of all kind of colors. Seeing a bush of pink Rhododendron from afar was a pretty sight when waking up. The wind was soft but cold as if telling you a storm is coming closer.
The clothes you were wearing stayed the same. A hoodie and some comfy pants. Nothing special really but it seemed to cause chaos as you walked to a more civilized area.
“Is that the creator?”
“No, his excellency is currently in Liyue…”
“It’s an imposter then! Go inform everyone!”
The sounds of people talking already made you feel a little bit uncomfortable. You had a sense of running away, somewhere far far away. You ignored it until you picked up on the words ‘imposter’ and ‘inform everyone’ was when you ran out of the area.
Everything After that became a blur, sounds of screaming and shouting along with constant running around in zig zags. You stopped when you saw a forest, god have you been running so far that you’re now in sumeru? Taking a quick glance behind you to see that everyone is gone. ‘They gave up? Good for me’ you thought before continuing to walk slowly.
You’re thankful that you’re not in any place where anyone could see you. The forest is really beautiful and calm though. Everything is beautiful if you have a chance to look at it long enough. Though night time is really your favorite. Seeing the stars as they light up the sky as if they feel safe only coming out at night.
You heard talking from a bit away, shit you where to in thought to realize that your now in gonna get chased by people again. That was until the person talking was Nahida herself, just sitting on a rock making flower crowns with a pile of blue and white roses.
Accidentally Stepping on a branch on the floor caused her to look your way. You faced showed horror as everything left in your mind was how fucked up you were. Only for Nahida to smile and wave you over to her.
Hesitantly you walked over to her and sat beside her. “Hi.” Was what you said she gave you a closed eyes smile before saying “Hello, you must be tired from all that running. If only they weren’t very easily tricked to believe you’re the imposter of His excellency..” her voice held sadness even if she tells the other archons they wouldn’t believe her. Though you felt safe in sumeru, you got an archon not after you! People will but hey Nahida is a good archon.
“Here! I made a flower crown for you!” She gave you the blue and white flower crown. You grabbed it while you softly put it in your hair. Your hair was kinda messy, the running made it tangled and greasy. “Thanks Nahida…” your throat felt sore and it sounded almost raspy. All of a sudden Nahida gasped as if she had a great idea.
“I have a wonderful Idea your excellency! I want to give you someone that could protect you.” She told you as she went on saying that the other nations aren’t safe for now, or ever, until they believe the ‘creator’ is a fake and you the ‘imposter’ is the one that is real.
She dragged you all the way to a small market before telling you to stay behind some rocks so she could get you some new clothes. After some time she came back with something that reminded you of scaramouche new design. But you weren’t complaining it was f/c!
Once again being dragged by Nahida after you got dressed and towards the desert. “Nahida, can I ask why we’re going to the desert?” You politely asked as she jumped from one leg to the other like skipping stones as she walked. She hummed before saying “Well, I believe Cyno is a good bodyguard for you! He is in the desert so that’s why where here!” She said before Cyno kinda popped outta nowhere. He looked bored but was still ready for whatever Nahida needed.
“Is there something you need?” He asked as he sounded as Bored as he looked. Nahida smiled and nodded telling him that you were the creator, the real one, and that he should watch you.
“What if he’s actually the imposter? He could be using you!” Cyno half yelled as he looked, well more like glared at you. You just looked at the floor finding it more interesting then what they’re talking about. Nahida patted Cyno’s head a bit and just told him to trust her.
“Fine, come where going to a house.” He started walking in the opposite direction not really saying anything after. Still standing their confusion filled you head. ‘Da fuq is happening right now?’ Before you could think more cyno sighed and turned around saying that you’re gonna stay with him till further notice.
Ah, that’s a mistake on you part. But you didn’t know.
After some weeks of you staying with Cyno and having him following you around when outside. You were happy, and you could almost say the same about cyno. Both of you apparently have the same type of humor and would tell joke every now and again. You felt like you deserved the title of being his friend!
Cyno on the other hand…Where do you wanna start? Certainly the first few days and weeks he was cautious with you. Not believing you were the creator. But as he saw the way you would light up with joy when seeing the slimes. The slime’s didn’t even attack you! As soon as he saw that none of the dangerous creatures weren’t having their murder problems he knew you were the creator. Slowly he started to fall for you. Having a slightly red face every time you laughed at his joke out of pure happiness to stuttering every now and then when talking to you.
With the realization of you being the creator he quickly remembered that he’s your bodyguard. Well that thought came randomly when you and him were visiting Tighnari. How did you get to meet tighnari? Let’s just say that Cyno had stuff to do and couldn’t bring you with him. For reasons of course. So he left you with tighnari. Thankfully the sassy fennec fox didn’t question nor care who you were as long as you didn’t do anything bad.
“Hey nari, what’s the latest thing you found out about today?” You asked Tighnari while he was taking notes. Cyno was getting some stuff for tighnari at the moment. Tighnari looked at you before continuing to write down notes in his book.
“If you must know, I found a weird mushroom that I haven’t written down and that’s what I’m doing now.” There was a bit of annoyance in his voice. He wasn’t even annoyed at you he was tired and the longer he hasn’t gotten sleep the more he get annoyed.
You apparently taken notice that he was tired and most likely hasn’t gotten sleep for a week. Sighing before walking past him and towards his small kitchen area thing. His face held confusion until you came back with a….blanket?
“Go. Lay on the bed.” He blinked once, twice before he started to say he needed to write down the rest or else. You had the ‘😐’ face before dragging him out of his chair and pushing him in the bed. Luckily his papers didn’t get ripped in the process.
“You are tired. Sleep.” With a more stern voice you put the blanket on him. After a few minutes he fell asleep as you to felt sleepy. Making the wrong decision to cuddle with Tighnari, you laid under the blanket and fell asleep.
Cyno was expecting to see tighnari scolding you for trying to eat a mushroom. Not you two asleep in a cuddle like position. He opens the door with a basket of food that the fox asked him to get. Even though the room was dark he could see the two of you.
At that moment he felt a stab in his chest. Like being stabbed through your heart kind of pain. He didn’t like this feeling. He didn’t like the way you two were cuddled up together! Why didn’t you want to do that with him? He’s always with you anyways.
His amber eyes glared at the slowly waking tighnari. What’s so special about Him? He’s better! Is he there when you have a nightmare? No but he was! All of a sudden he thought of something. His eyes filled with hatred, did Tighnari kiss you? It was really far fetched but nothing can convince a delusional mind. The sounds of foot steps snapped cyno from his thoughts.
“Hm, Cyno? You got the apples and the rest?” Tighnari a groggy voice asked him as he rubbed his eyes. Seeing the basket he smiled a little and took the basket out of Cyno’s hands. The white haired male followed the other to the table before asking in an angered tone.
“What were you and M/n doing?” Tighnari let out a confused ‘Hm?’ Sound as he looked back at Cyno. “What where you and M/n doing?” Cyno repeated once again but with a more aggressive voice. The fennec fox was slightly shocked at how aggressive he was being.
“He told me to take a break, or should I say take a nap. He probably was also tired and laid next to me.” After having all the things out of the basket Tighnari brought the basket over to another table. Cyno only glared at him he doesn’t understand why he wants to hurt him.
His sanity is like a slowly braking fine China. The small cracks spread all over, leaking every possibly rational thought. It was as if the lightest of touch will make it crumble to the floor in a pile of dust.
“Hey Cyno, you’re always with M/n. Right?” Tighnari asked as he blushed a little. The white haired male only nodded not liking where this is going. “Well, I-I like them…I don’t know how to tell him. I feel like he doesn’t like me.”
That was the touch that sent his sanity down the drain. Tighnari likes you? The boy he seems to dislike or is annoyed to be around the h/c boy? That can’t be real, tighnari must be joking! But what if he isn’t?
Cyno grabbed a knife from the table beside him and pointed it at tighnari’s neck. Freaking out the said male backed away slowly eventually hitting the wall. Fear was all over his face. Cyno moved the knife closer to his throat causing it to bleed a little.
“You can’t have him.” Cyno spoke as the knife was going a little bit deeper. More drops of blood started to trickle down tighnari’s neck causing his shirt to turn the same shade of red. Gulping as hard as he could, Tighnari spoke up.
“Why not?” His voice a little shaky but sounded like a confident tone. That made cyno glare harder and push the knife deeper. Slowly he kept pushing the knife into his neck as more blood covered the sliver knife and tighnari’s shirt.
“Cause M/n is mine.” Cyno aggressively pushed the knife all the way into tighnari’s neck before quickly pulling it out again. Blood filled his mouth as he began to choke on the blood. Tighnari looked at cyno with a fear stricken face as he fell to the floor dead.
Taking a few seconds to realize what had happened he grabbed tighnari’s leg and dragged him out. Not caring about the body he just put it on the floor with something covering it.
He walked back to still see you asleep. You must be really tired if you slept through all that. Quickly cleaning the blood and doing the stuff he need to do to hide the evidence. He walked up to you as a lovesick smile appeared on his face.
“I don’t care that you’re the creator.” He softly touched your cheek. He crawled under the blankets and cuddled up to you like Tighnari was doing before.
“But I love you and I don’t want you to leave….no matter what it takes.” He fell asleep quickly leaving the house silent.
The next few week were nothing but the news of many people being murdered. A lot of them were people who you talked to. Guessed cyno wasn’t joking.
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yandere-3-sagau · 1 year
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The Fourth Betrayal
Yandere!Wanderer x Creator!Reader Idea
word count: 553
warning(s): yandere, obsessive, bratty scaramouche, mentions of violence
inspired by this picc
Art by: @melona-majon
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when creator isekai’s, he’s unlike the others.
Scaramouche doesn’t worship them and he doesn’t treat them like they’re some all-knowing being.
Creator, surrounded by obsessive archons and acolytes, finds his behavior refreshing.
They don’t have to live up to anybody’s expectations when he’s around and he treats them like how he treats everyone else.
Because he was their main, creator had already gotten used to his bratty lines and doesn’t get offended by him
Instead they’re more appreciative of him. They begin to treat him kindly and with special treatment
At first, creator’s attention is nothing but bragging rights to him. It’s just something that feeds his ego since he’s finally the best at something. While all the other’s worship them, he doesn’t even have to try and he’s the favorite of the beloved creator.
But as he stays by the creator’s side, him being affection and touch starved, starts to truly appreciate and crave their attention.
To the point where if they ever call for another acolyte for some trivial tasks, he feels his heart drop in his chest and throws a fit
Anything they could ever need or want, he will be the one to provide it. Creator has no purpose in calling for anyone else.
Creator claims it’s to not burden him but he insists he’ll be more burdened by the others’ presence than to do the task for them. The only task he’ll refuse is going somewhere too far that’ll require him being away from them for too long.
If they ever go anywhere without telling him, he’ll freak out at the thought of them abandoning him and won’t stop till he finds them
he’s the type to curse and scream at the creator when this happens. Should his actions be ever witnessed by the other acolytes, he’d be hunted for blasphemy
Imagine creator becomes homesick.
They tells him stories of their family/friends and how much they miss them. Even though he appreciates them telling him of their previous world, he feels jealous of creator’s family/friends. He always tries to change the subject and tries to remind them of the beauty of Teyvat so they’ll stop missing their previous world.
But then he finds out that they’ve been searching for a way to return to their world and he literally breaks down (refer to the pic hehe)
he’ll destroy all of their research before searching all throughout teyvat destroying any potential information regarding how to return to their world
BUT when he returns, they have somehow managed to succeed and had already left
He’d literally go INSANE
He’d destroy all of their temples and statues in a tantrum
But when he’s done and (somewhat) calm, he’ll regret everything.
He’ll try to follow them back to their world but can’t find any information since he destroyed it all
He’ll miss them and want to see them again but he destroyed all of their temples and statues so he doesn’t have much to comfort himself with
i imagine him kneeling in front of their demolished statue praying to them for the first time ever, to come back :,(
if he somehow discovers creator’s method to go back, it’ll be their turn to pray because once he meets the beloved family/friends creator went back for or “made creator abandon him”, he’s getting rid of them all
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quimichi · 7 months
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╰┈➤ SPEND SOME TIME WITH ME
Zhongli x Creator!Reader
Part 2.
"Zhongli!"
Zhongli straightens at the sound of your voice. His eyes flick to yours for a moment as a faint blush spreads across his cheeks. He offers a humble bow in your direction, his eyes darting across the space between you two. "Yes... Your Grace." In all honesty, you had no idea why you called for him to see you. But you did, and once the little letter reached him, he came rushing into the palace. "I'm so glad you finally arrived" A nervous cough escapes Zhongli as he straightens. All signs of life seem to be returning to his skin. Though his gaze is still cast upon the floor, his breathing has become more even.
"I... I hope I have not wasted too much of your time," he murmurs, finally peering upwards. His cheeks are still a subtle shade of red. "You would never waste any of my time" were you flirting? Yes, maybe "Your Grace..." Zhongli's cheeks seem to flush as color rushes to his face. He averts his gaze, unable to meet yours after such words.
"You are... too kind," he murmurs, his voice softer than a whisper. You gave him a genuine smile of reassurance that, yes indeed, you meant it and its ok. Your smile seems to soothe away Zhongli's anxiety, a deep purr beginning to rumble through his chest.
After a moment, he glances up at you. His cheeks are still rosy, his gaze steady if not slightly downcast.: "What is it I might do for you?" His voice is warm and pleasant, like honey. "Spend some time with me please, I've been bored lately" you didn't wanted him to leave, he just came here after all. The words seem to send a shiver down Zhongli's spine. It seems to take a moment before its even realized why.
All he can manage is a soft, quiet reply: "Y... of course."
He shifts in place, sitting up a bit to turn himself towards you-- though he does not meet your gaze. His words are a simple promise, but so too are his actions; his every inch of his body turned towards you. Zhongli's gaze seems to flicker towards you, though it's almost as if he's afraid of meeting your eye.
He fidgets in place, looking almost restless. "Your Grace... How do you suppose we spend time... together?" His voice is soft and tentative, as if a misstep on his part could lead to your disapproval.....
So how do you want to spend your time together?
A/n: its fluff but hey, its cute so far ig----
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darling-caelestis · 10 months
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*ೃ༄ 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐱 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ~IMAGINES
tw: large body of water, reader falls into the water [if anymore please tell me]
synopsis: reader mysteriously finds themselves in teyvat, and unfortunately, the locals don't take it well.
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You summarise your past actions in the past hour, you have:
Committed a 'felony'
Been threatened
Robbed by civilians.
And are now falling, flailing around as you try to prepare yourself for the inevitable dive into the deep blue ocean.
The wind is rushing past your ears leaving them prickly and numb, you can't even hear your own screaming above the thunderous winds. Let alone the distorted yells from above, from those watching you fall with a gleeful smile.
Your eyes are squeezed closed, a hand clasping over your nose as you plunge into the water. It's a shock to the system, cold, and you have to take a moment to let your equilibrium shift so that you can swim to the surface of these murky depths.
You break the surface with diffuculty, your added baggage and layered clothing making it harder and harder for you to continue on with each stroke. Finally, your lungs don't feel like collapsing and the sun, oh the glorious sun, was casting a path for you, it seems.
You bring a hand to wipe your face and move everything away from your eyes, shifting the weight of your backpack back to its original position (thank the lord it didn't get lost or worse, sink). You feel ready to just let the water consume you, exhaustion dripping from your being but with salvation right in front of you, your selfish enough to grab onto it with bruised fingers.
You start to paddle with fervor towards the shore, uncaring if those fouls who led you here are watching.
It's so close, and with every push of your body you can feel your adrenaline pumping, salvation is so so close- you slow down, you feets drifting down until finally they make contact with sand. A smile adorns your features, as you scramble to reach the solid, damp sandy shore. Your fingers grate it as you bring your self up the shoreline. Until you allow yourself to rest, your body facing the faux sky with hope of survival.
You guess sourly, like it's environment suggests, Dragonspine and inhabits are very unwelcoming.
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unpoeticpoison · 1 year
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sworn on the stars ~ 02 - genshin impact // sagau // imposter au
a/n: I’m so sorry I’ve just remembered that I don’t know how humans communicate naturally so dialogue is gonna be super chonky and jagged- but I also didn’t wanna glaze over a first time interaction so here you go :)
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Sometime while you were staying at the camp, you felt that something had changed. Something- or someone- had arrived, and you weren’t sure how you knew but you just... knew.
Feeling curious and skeptical, you tried to explain to your little group of newfound friends before bidding them goodbye, promising to return soon enough. They’d given you so much care since you suddenly dropped in, and you couldn’t have been more grateful.
‘Never thought I’d say that about hillichurls though...’
Either way, it was time to keep exploring! After they’d packed you some raw vegetables to go, alongside a tattered pouch of mora, you went on your way to find the source of this strange... disruption. That is, alongside the anemo slimes and hydro slimes that had decided to tag along.
After sometime, you asked the anemo slime for its assistance once again, to which it happily (?) obliged. Despite being far above ground, the gentle winds that surrounded you- caused by the anemo slime that you were riding on- brought you a sense of peace and tranquility.
Soon enough, you arrived at the statue in the middle to Starfell Lake. It was as fully embellished and beautiful as you remember leaving it; the result of many days of hunting down lost oculi throughout the lands.
Sitting down at the base of the statue to stretch your legs, you could hear the faint sound of chatter from just beyond the woods, as though someone’s voice was being carried by the wind. A particularly high pitched voice that sounded like it was getting closer...
“Paimon thinks it’s this way! Come quickly! Come one!”
Low and behold, emerging from the depths of the forest were the familiar faces of Lumine and Paimon. They didn’t seem to have noticed you yet.
“Actually- they’re still pretty far away. How can I see them so clearly...?” you muttered to yourself as you anticipated their arrival.
Anticipation might just have been an understatement. It would be your very first time meeting someone- a human- from this world, and it had been long since your last social interaction.
‘Happy thoughts! Just... happy thoughts.’
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Lumine
It hadn’t felt like long since I had been separated from my brother. I’ve arrived in this strange world with nothing but a floating companion who appears to be a fairy of sorts.
Paimon had insisted we travel to the city of freedom to search for clues about the gods of this world- or archons, as they were called.
Halfway through the journey, I started feeling a little odd. For no apparent reason I was hit with a burst of joy and nostalgia, as though time has reverted back to when Aether and I were happily exploring the seas of dimensions once again.
I had to stop for a moment to catch my breath.
“Lumine? What are you waiting for?” Paimon flew back to ask, mildly concerned.
“Ah- it’s nothing. Let’s keep going.”
And so we did. The feelings in my chest kept growing- but rather than become heavy, it felt as though my heart was so light that it was flying.
I caught a glimpse of the lake up ahead, speed walking a little to catch up to my floating friend.
I felt drawn to the lake. I felt like I absolutely had to be closer to... whatever this familiar feeling was. Then I saw a person more beautiful than any I’d seen in all of my travels. A person that looked like they were glowing from within.
And their eyes...
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Soon enough, Lumine and Paimon had arrived at the lake, and Lumine was the first to notice my presence.
As many other players of Genshin Impact, you found it difficult to continue adventuring with the traveller, especially when there were so many others explore the world of Teyvat with. That said, Lumine has always held a special place in your heart, alongside her mysterious twin, Aether.
Sometimes you found yourself empathizing with them. They were just two siblings that wanted to explore the world(s) together, yet were struck with misfortune by mere chance.
A family that was separated too soon. You knew of this far too well.
So you couldn’t help but break into a small smile when you met her eyes. A little wave sent her way before you decided to get up to meet them halfway.
For a moment, you felt nervous. It had been a very long time since you’d had a proper conversation with someone new; what if you messed up your words?
Those thoughts were soon sent off when Paimon- the ever beloved, if slightly annoying fairy that has travelled with you all throughout Teyvat.
“Hello there! What are you doing in the woods here? Oh right- This is Lumine, and Paimon is, well, Paimon!”
You couldn’t help the giggle that escaped your throat as the girl introduced herself. Certainly, they were the two that had caused that strange feeling of disturbance and yet... you felt a connection of fondness with them, rather than one of malice.
“Hello! I’m [Name].”
You wondered why Lumine wasn’t saying anything. Sure, she didn’t say much in the game but surely you would get to hear her speak at least once?
You would’ve understood had Lumine looked wary of you- you were merely a stranger she happened upon in the middle of a lake, after all. Yet the only thing that came to mind when you looked into her eyes was ‘starstruck’.
“[Name]... it’s a pleasure to meet you,” she finally responds, albeit after a couple awkward moments. She shakes her head as though snapping out of some trance, and you couldn’t help but feel a bit concerned for her.
You shot her a small smile before turning back to Paimon. “Would you believe me if I told you I was transported here from another world?”
A small gasp from Lumine, and something that sounded like a squeal came out of Paimon. “Oh oh!! You two must’ve been fated to meet!”
Stepping forward, Lumine recounts her story. Already knowing the gist of it, you zoned out a little.
‘I wonder how far along we are in the story...’
“And so we’ve been working around Mondstadt for the last little while, hoping to find clues about my brother’s whereabouts,” she finished, a distant look in her eyes.
“I see... would you mind if I travelled with you to the city? I’d like to get familiar with the area.”
“Oh- of course! In fact, I’d be happy to have you with us.”
She looked like she’d wanted to say something else, but ended up biting her tongue in the process.
“Ouch!”
With puffed cheeks she sported an uncomfortable expression, one that seemed to have switched on whatever dormant protective instincts you had inside of you.
“Oh dear- are you okay?” You cupped her cheek unconsciously, brows furrowed.
She’d flushed barely enough for you to realize that you’d been a bit too forward with someone you’d just met.
“Oh, sorry about that,” you apologized, taking a step back. “Are you feeling alright?”
“Um, yes, thanks for asking! We should... start heading out soon.”
And so you did. With the wind on your skin and whispering into your ear, you followed Lumine back into the city of freedom, where you would soon come across a something that did not exist within your memories...
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eevee-genshin-blog · 4 months
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How’d This Happen?!
A/n: First Post! Please enjoy! This was inspired by @idkfitememate Boar!Creator!
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I was floating... it’s dark? What..?
I was just playing Genshin Impact... Where am I now..? It’s getting cold... Huh... What’s that light? When you first woke up, you didn’t understand what was happening. But you got isekai’d into Genshin Impact, as a cat. 
You mostly looked like Luna from Sailor Moon... but your eyes. They were like a normal cat’s, but golden, and your pupils looked like Primogems. 
Great... You thought annoyed, you’ve read stories, some get cool powers, others get their phones... but you got a Cat! How unfair, but you choose to feel thankful, you didn’t know if their was anything to this place yet... 
They could have killed you for being an ‘ImPoStOr,’ you mentally mock the name... But you started to wonder and ended up cutting yourself.
Not gold blood. Not stary blood. Or pink blood. It looked like the Galaxy, the drops that lost contact with your skin floated up to the sky...
So... You were a god? How does that work? You were stuck in the form of a cat... So confusing... But you decided to wander around and learn.
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In the few weeks you’ve been here, you’ve found out the following.
One, the true “Impostor,” had descended here long ago.
Two, they weren’t an animal.
Three, you did, in fact, have a human form, but felines are your ‘Symbolic Animals,’ odd, but you’ve always been a cat person. (You did figure out how to turn back into human, but you didn’t have clothes and turned right back into a cat.)
Four, you can control the different elements; So you decided to be chaotic and make a cat friendly base in the trees and ground so no one would find you.
Five, the mobs didn’t attack you.
So far, when someone’s seen you, you’d bolt. But now, you have a proper escape plan! So, you started working. Of course, you struggled, after all, you weren’t exactly used to being a cat yet, or using the elemental powers. But you managed. 
Thankfully, Tevyat helped you, making sure you found fresh and clean water; giving you cat-friendly fruits to eat, or letting you catch big fishes; making sure the waters were calm if you tried swimming; and the winds gently blew you dry after.
But after a few months, you made a very small cave system for cats, or bunnies now that you think of the size, to travel through. You didn’t fully understand Dendro enough to make a tree base.
More time passed, as you lived as a cat. You didn’t care to keep up a ‘good appearance,’ why should you? You’re a cat in the forests near Mondstadt, staying alive was more important for you.
Time actually was passing so fast because you were so used to your world’s time. So, you didn’t really eat or sleep like the others here. So before you could process, a year had gone by... 
You spend that time playing; chasing seelies, napping with slimes, and visiting some Melusines in Fontaine (Them not telling anyone your the Creator). Letting the hilichurls braid your now fluffy and long fur. 
And you were getting homesick; yes, you were having fun... But you missed your parents, your older brother, your friends... Hell! You missed school, as crazy as it sounds...
No one here called you by your name... No one looked at you... No one thought anything of you now... But it was your face and name being taken by that person... 
You shake yourself out of your thoughts, angrily... You didn’t like this as much as you thought you did... You enjoyed being free and not being hunted down... but you wanted to talk to people...
But you joined your favorite Hilichurl Camp, joining in with the fire dance. You were invested into the dance as you breathed Fireballs, of different shapes, into the night sky; Thankfully, not harming any trees, or wildlife.
But, barely missed the boy who was acting like a wolf-... Wait!?
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Thanks for reading!! Sorry for my first post being so short, but updates will be slow... Once again, this was inspired by @idkfitememate please check them out!
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actorsmask · 9 months
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HELLLOOOO
Hehehehawr I am back after like months
Edit: I’m seeing this is still getting some attention, so to shamelessly promote:
This account is now an hsr rp acc, I interact with mostly Belobog blogs though
Okay, now you can keep reading sagau now 👍🏼
OK SAGAU TIME
Filipino! Creator! Reader who misses the Philippines a lot and missed bickering with friends in Filipino, misses Turon, adobo, sinigang, literally everything.
Now, they’ve been stuck doing creator things in Mondstadt and Liyue, with other important people of rank from other nations visiting as well(like Alhaitham and Nahida, Ei and Sara, Ayato and Ayaka, maybe even Neuvillette and Furina but we don’t know enough about them yet)
Reader hasn’t heard a lot about other nations outside of the four currently released ones, so Fontaine, Natlan, and Snezhnaya are kinda strange to them.
now let’s take the speculation that Natlan could be inspired by the Philippines, reader goes there for the first time and is hit by nostalgia when they see the street food like puto, turon, dirty ice cream(loved this shit as a kid), and plenty more. They see familiar games like langit lupa and others and so much more.
reader is so shocked they start crying and all the acolytes freak out-
now I really want Pyro Archon Murata to be like a generic tita or Filipino mom
(me feeding my delusions of getting Philippine inspired Natlan)
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isshua · 1 year
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Spoilers for the new Windblume Event that’s happening right now
The fact that Cyno’s roleplaying through this entire fucking storyline while everyone else is already just kind of done with his shit but still playing along is so fucking funny to me. Immediately I started applying this to ideas for Imposter Sagau in which Cyno is one of the few people to recognize you as the Creator. Imagine he’s helping you hide from those in Sumeru who want you dead, maybe Tighnari, maybe the Akademiya, hell, perhaps even Dottore or Alhaitham or Dehya. His first instinct wouldn’t be to fight for you (though he will turn to that option immediately, if need be, this man would fight tooth and claw for you without hesitation). It wouldn’t be to run or hide, either. He’d fucking get you to roleplay as his new assistant or fellow soldier or something in an attempt to get people's eyes off of you.
Tighnari: “Cyno the imposter’s running loose in Sumeru and I have a sneaking suspicion that you are helping them.”
Cyno: “What makes you think that?”
Tighnari: “The person standing behind you is literally them, I can see their face and everything.”
Cyno: “No it isn’t, that’s my new assistant, a musician from Fontaine that specializes in playing a unique kind of ukulele and also knows how to tap dance and opera sing at the same time.”
Creator reader, disguised in some ridiculous outfit Cyno threw together at the last minute for them to wear, who has had to put up with this shit ever since they got to Sumeru: “I want to kill myself.”
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