#delusion childe

[maqiisan]

sous mes règles

#childe #tartaglia #ajax #neuvillette #fontaine #genshin #genshin impact #genshin 4.0 #genshin fanart #childe fanart #delusion childe #neuvillette fanart #neuvillette dragon #art #fanart #maqiisan #原神

[soreillia]

Fine, I will give you what you want, xiansheng

#tartali #childe x zhongli #delusion childe #zhongli #childe

[gloomxroses]

bruh, it should be a CRIME that there aren’t enough fanfics about delusion childe. i’m not talking about foul legacy. i’m talking about his second form!! with the mask and black suit and everything!! LIKE HUH?!?! just think about all of the possible things you can do with delusion childe!! JUST THINK ABOUT IT!! please, fanfic writers! i’m begging you! more delusion childe fics PLEASE!! the things i would do for delusion childe to step on me😩🛐❤️‍🔥

#FOR REAL LIKE STEP ON ME DADDY #I’M BEGGING!! #i’m so down bad help— #childe #childe genshin impact #tartaglia #tartaglia genshin impact #ajax genshin impact #delusion childe #childe fic #tartaglia fic #genshin impact #genshin #mihoyo #hoyoverse

[pwurrz]

i like my men fruity and pathetic. you wouldn’t get it.

#childe ♡ #tartaglia #mouser art #genshin fanart #genshin impact fanart #genshin #genshin impact #gi #gi fanart #delusion!childe #delusion childe

[elleniemae]

“OH! Leave everyone at the top of a mountain, and see who makes it back to the bottom alive! Ohoho… classic!”

~Hunter

I’m so normal about this line in ASiaS… so normal

#my art #digital art #the owl house #hunter toh #any sport in a storm #the owl house fanart #hunter the owl house #child hunter my beloved #though it’s doubtful he ever was a child #let me live in my delusions #let’s say he was created when he was 12-ish #or we can say that Belos successfully raised a child from toddler age #whatever you want ig #disney

[cheetomelitoo]

So I'm a very "Canon compliant" fic enjoyer, I don't really read AUs and you won't catch me shipping rarepairs, but hear me out. Neuvillette and Zhongli being exes is so funny to me that I'm officially headcanoing it.

I know Neuvillette canonically has beef with the archons and all that jazz but imagine Mr justice and laws are everything and Mr contracts are my life and passion... together. Dating.

Of course they break up bc let's be fr how much would that last and they're both kind of immortal, so now everytime they meet they just have to pretend like they weren't fucking 300 years ago...

They would both flex their girlfailure boyfriends on each other blissfully unaware that said boyfriends *know* each other

#ik im crazy for this leave me in my delusions #actually i wanna read a fic like this #wriollette #zhongchi #genshin impact #wriothesley #neuvillette #childe #tartaglia #neuvithesley #tartali #neuvillette x zhongli #zhongli #rant #wriolette

[khrysm]

"Guilty?"

"You call this justice? Your so-called 'Justice' is a joke!"

I'm surprised this is my first Delusion Tartaglia fanart... 😅

2023-09-02

#tartaglia #childe #genshin #genshin impact #digital art #myart #delusion tartaglia

[sunscall]

they're literally each other's home

#theyre everything to meeee #the way mac can be so upfront and honest w charlie #his lack of badassness and telling charlie off for laughing when others were making fun of him #and the way charlie allows mac to explain things to him when he doesnt understand them #like the door label in pop pop ep #they wanted to be the dads of dees child bc of their shared daddy issue and how they thought they could be much better than the other guys #theyre toxic and manipulative to eo but also so soft sometimes #also charlie thinking macs weak as hell but still feeding into his delusion from time to time #skhdjdhfjdhdjd #charmac #iasip posting #i wanted to gif this but my lecturer gives so much work :/

[mysticmiav]

You've got your rules. Well, I've got mine too!🌌

#childe #genshin impact #genshin impact fanart #digital fanart #digital art #genshin childe #genshin impact tartaglia #tartaglia genshin impact #tartagalia #tartaglia #fanart #drawing #digitalart #digital drawing #gi #ajax #delusion #fontaine #genshin fontaine #genshin impact fontaine

[blood-orange-juice]

Actually, while I was complaining about bad writing, Childe low-key saved the world. He bought Neuvilette and the Traveler enough time to figure out the whole shtick with the prophecy and the primordial sea.

(since, you know. narwhal accidentally the whole soup and was planning to depart and Teyvat can't keep existing without soup)

And no one talks about it.

#we talk about how epic that was #and about saving fontaine #but it wasn't just fontaine #I was thinking about harbingers' love to delusion transition and once again thought about what prompted him to change like that #what did he see #childe #tartaglia #childe's trauma whale #52hz #the best thing is that saving the world looked like an epic failure on his part #I was talking so much about the moment when he would fail a task successfully #and then completely overlooked it when it happened #ok this is actually some decent storytelling #I like how no one even thanked him

[m1d-45]

duality of man

summary: foul legacy only bends to childe’s will, he isn’t fully controlled by him.

a/n: foul legacy speaks in bold, childe speaks italicized. internal/mental speech is quoted ‘like this’ rather than simply italicized for the sake of childe, as tumblr does not have underline capabilities :/

word count: ~2.1k

-> warnings: spoilers for childe lore / liyue archon quest, childe is his own warning (and is frequently bloodthirsty and strange), violence and gore, it/it’s pronouns for foul legacy because it’s childe’s pov and also i said so, imposter sagau things. technically isn’t 100% canon compliant according to wikipedia.

-> lowercase intended!

taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky

childe stalked through the forest, the foliage tinted by foul legacy’s vision. this form wasn’t the best for stealth, but it would help him find you faster.

he could hear your heavy breathing from the corner you backed yourself into, and grinned.

“surrender is a valid option,” he purred, voice warped and distorted through the heavy mask. your breath hitched, and his smile only grew. he had you. all he had to do was reach, reach with the clawed hands of his abyssal form and drag you out of wherever you’d hidden and he’d earn his place at his gods side. to be the one to find and kill you was an honor, one he was not keen on giving up.

he could imagine it now. dragging you along with his claws sunk deep into your neck, whatever blood left in your body staining his hands. your corpse would fall, lifeless, at his god’s feet, and he’d be the one to reap the rewards of their love.

you would not escape. he would not leave empty-handed.

he couldn’t.

childe tried to reach for the bush you were hiding behind, but his arm wouldn’t move.

no, not his arm, he realized. it was disobeying.

‘what are you doing?’ he hissed into his mind, pushing with all his might. still, the arm of foul legacy wouldn’t move. it was strange; it had never disobeyed before, and aside from the initial period to get used to piloting a body, he’s never had any issues.

‘i cannot allow you to kill them.’

‘what? why? if you want to have a hand in it, i’ll let you have a while to-‘

‘no. they are not to die.’

his arms moved of their own will, moving aside the branches much slower than he would have.

‘i refuse to allow the death of the one who made me.’

what?

the leaves eventually reveal you, tucked in as small a space as you can manage, holding a broken-off spearhead. your clothes are tattered, leaves caught within the creases. your hand is shaking so badly childe doubts you could hurt anybody but yourself with it.

your mouth opens like you want to say something, but nothing comes out. a thrill runs down childe’s spine at the fact that they’ve scared you from words, but it’s quickly overrun by the concern coming from foul legacy.

wait… concern?

“your grace… how ruined you have become.”

your eyes flick between the pearl of its eye and the hand, likely trying to decide which is a better target, and childe wants to laugh. he wants to urge you to strike, to watch as you fruitlessly spend your energy bashing that spearhead into foul legacy’s armor, blunting the steel against it.

the devouring deep doesn’t let him speak.

“please… i’m sorry.”

normally, hearing somebody beg for their life would make childe’s day, week if they do it prettily enough, but this… some part of his heart, as beaten and rotted it is, hurts.

whatever sadness he feels quickly burns into rage. what right did foul legacy have over his emotions? making him pity this imposter, as if you weren’t fit to die the moment your treacherous tongue claimed you were somebody you weren’t.

“i know, i know.” legacy’s claw extends and you flinch, feet kicking up dirt as you press yourself further against whatever rock you’re against.

“stay away from me!”

foul legacy hums a low note, and childe wants to scream as his hand falls to the dirt. what power did you have over it? why didn’t it just take whatever it was it wanted from you?

‘why are you hesitating?’

‘you wouldn’t understand.’

the first sensible thing it’s said. he didn’t understand.

“it is alright. i am not the one you fear.“

“yes you are! i… i know you, childe.”

childe allowed himself a smile. no matter how much foul legacy pushed aside his commands, it would always have to deal with his reputation. the fact that he disrupted its plans just as it did his brought him a little joy from the situation.

“i am not him, leading light. please… do not be afraid.”

‘leading light’?

childe had heard many names and titles for the divine creator in his time, and knew that that one in particular was favored by abyssal creatures. he’d heard it shouted and screamed, people slaughtered in the name of the light that they claim leads them from the abyss. he even adopted it himself, at one point, for the first few years after he was freed from it himself. he’d killed with the title on his tongue, and ripped out others’ that dared to dirty it.

all of this to say that foul legacy was claiming you were the divine creator.

you. you.

you, who dared to walk with a face that wasn’t yours, to gaze with eyes that didn’t belong to you. you.

he could admit that he didn’t sense the aura of the creator—with a bitter, sour tongue, but admitted nonetheless—due to his time spent in the abyss. his soul was too rotten to resonate with theirs, only able to find solidarity in their violent retribution cast down on those that dared cross them. he acknowledged that he was beyond saving, that even the highest of the high could barely begin to fill the gaping maw of the abyss inside of him. he’d… not accepted, but come to terms with it.

but even he did not dare to call another by their name.

“you’re… you’re what?”

“i can hear him.” foul legacy’s hand extended once more, slower, gentler, with much more care than any other action childe had seen from it. “he is in my mind, but we are not the same. i can promise, while i am here, no harm will come to you.”

you didn’t trust it. good, as childe was starting to distrust foul legacy as well.

“you… you’re saying you’re…?” the spearhead in your hand lowered, some of the fear—regrettably—fading from your eyes. recognition flooded instead, and childe was confused as to how you found comfort in a creature of the abyss. he knew he had a reputation, one stained with violence and blood, and surely that would extend to it as well, right? foul legacy… it couldn’t be more trustworthy than him.

“i am his foul legacy. i am the devouring deep.”

its clawed hand finally reached yours, and you let it close around your wrist even as hesitation shone in your eyes. your lips parted, but whatever you had to say died before it spoke again. “please… can you find it in your heart to trust once more? if only for me, if only for a moment?”

childe tried once more to take over the form, and was again met with the stone of foul legacy’s will. he huffed; it shouldn’t be getting this close to you, and he shouldn’t have to watch as it did. it shouldn’t have even disobeyed in the first place.

“why don’t you hate me?”

foul legacy sighed, the sound warped and roughened by its mask. “this world- no, these people are fools. do not hold the mistakes of the many in your heart. they do not understand the weight of their actions. they are being pushed, puppetted by another.”

‘what are you talking about?’

‘hold your tongue.’

childe was in shock. first it went against him by taking over his actions, then it claimed you were the sacred creator, then told him to shut up?

you were sitting up, carefully daring to come closer, and childe beat at the boundaries of his will with all his strength. he couldn’t let this go on any longer. he could take being disobeyed, he could take his anger out on some innocents with its hand once it was tired enough to give him control, but for it to disrespect his god?

he could not- he would not let that go so easily.

childe pushed at his arm with all his might as foul legacy sat itself on the floor, tugging you closer. he sent the command to move at least a thousand times, begging his own hand to squeeze, to snap the bones in your wrist, to show any sign that he still had control in this body.

the most he got was a twitch of the ring finger.

he refused to allow foul legacy to take him over like this. he could not let it shatter his reputation and attack his beliefs like this. it could not say that you were his god, it could not say that it was in control, it could not say that childe was wrong. it should not hold you will claws that should kill, and you should not gaze so deeply into the pearl of a monster’s eye.

it was almost as if you could see him within it, your searching eyes piercing right into his. he hoped you could, that you could see how much he hated the situation he found himself in. how much he hated you, you for warping his foul legacy’s mind, you for making it think you were it’s god.

“how long do i have?”

“hm?”

“before he comes back.”

childe tried again to assert his presence. he failed.

you shifted closer to foul legacy, sitting against its side. part of childe wanted to laugh at you, at the fact that you dared to lean on a creature of the abyss. part of him wanted to sneer and call you pathetic for it.

the same part that knew it was fruitless even as he tried to follow through on it.

foul legacy put its arm around you, pulling you into its side. the glass of its eye bumped against the top of your head, words of reassurance buzzing in its head.

childe huffed to himself, feeling his anger start to bubble again. there was no reason for this behavior. there was no reason for foul legacy to try and influence him by bleeding their thoughts together, nor for it to subject him to this. even it should recognize the creator, even if by context clues from the people around it.

and if this was all a trick, childe could accept it. if foul legacy had whispered into his mind, told him that yes, it knew, it believed, then he could tolerate the attacks against his god. he could bite back his words and let legacy do what he did best: follow orders.

if this was a ploy, childe would be fine. but foul legacy’s claws never dug into your side, and the whispers it spoke were not of retribution, but of reverence. how he wished it would just obey, even if not his orders but theirs.

follow the orders of the true god, who was in their palace, waiting for their trusted followers to capture and kill you. sitting, waiting for your corpse to be tossed at their feet, waiting for their loyal followers to carry out their word. the true creator, their god, not you. not you, not any other fake that dared to imitate them, and not those that behaved as foul legacy did here, following the impersonators and claiming they were real.

foul legacy hissed in his mind. ‘still your traitorous tongue.’

‘i won’t! if you took a moment to even think-’

‘and if you paused to allow yourself to do the same, you would agree.’

he did think, he had plenty of time to think when foul legacy was- was almost cuddling you, the warp of its voice doing nothing to mask the affection within it. he can’t move, he cant take control, and it has the gall to say he should think? all he’s able to do is think! he could sit here for an eternity, listening to the quiet rumble of legacy’s voice, mulling over every action he has or could taken, and he still wouldn’t be convinced. he wouldn’t agree. all he would be is sore, tired, and angry.

and of all the ways he could spend his time… he could fight for eternity, he could hit at the boundary between their brains with mental fists that never tired, he could give himself a headache with how hard he tried to dig his hand into your side. he could plan out his revenge against foul legacy, he could start to draft the prayer of repentance he’d surely have to raise to his god, he could do so much and yet precious little.

and that beast wanted him to think?

inside a body that wasn’t his, childe screamed.

#sagau #genshin impact sagau #genshin sagau #self aware genshin #childe #sagau childe #tartagila #sagau tartaglia #foul legacy #sagau foul legacy #genshin #sagau impostor au #foul legacy x reader #sure why not #‘This power has no relation to his Delusion’ shut the FUCK up wikipedia #it’s MY fanfiction and I get to choose the canon. #foul legacy is somebody he learned to harness through his delusion #i don’t give a shit if it’s a ‘talent’ or ‘skill’ and that legacy ‘isn’t a sentient being at all’ it’s called storytelling #words cannot describe how much i hated editing this shit #let ALONE porting it to tumblr. actual hell. #editing to montero by mr nas x. this is the lgbt experience /hj #fuck it i’ll post this 12 hours before i’m meant to. if god has a problem with it he can kill me himself. #i should not have done that. Regret[TM] #post once every 4 days or twice within 6 hours. this is my curse; this is my burden; this is the eternity i am doomed to face

[soreillia]

So forward...!

#tartali #Childe #zhongli #delusion childe #tartaglia #タル鍾

[cipheramnesia]

The "movie about a movie that kills you" is a surprisingly robust genre of horror. There's a wide range of approaches, but one key factor is the question of how good the deadly film in a film is, on its own. Some approaches are keeping the faux film entirely unseen, use brief clips, or make it real short.

Antrum: The Deadliest Film Ever Made goes in for a high risk approach and delivers a complete finished film, ostensibly made in the 70s and never released, framed by brief opening and closing info bites to set the stage of it.

Somehow this thing was completely off my radar, which means I was taken fully off guard as an ominous warning about the content in white text on black appeared on screen, giving a thirty second count down to leave if I wanted.

Wonderful showmanship and canny filmmaking that got me right in the mood to enjoy what followed. While I wouldn't call it a scary movie, I found it almost delightful in the atmospheric dread and devotion to its aesthetic of low budget 70s films. Nothing in it feels like a curse on its own, but it does feel like the sort of movie that could easily prompt psychological distress for anyone under psychotropic influences, pre-existing emotional vulnerability, or prone to delusional states. Not through anything supernatural, more because it works hard to keep the viewer in constant doubt over what is and is not real for the characters in the film. Combined with the framing device of it being a movie somehow able to influence the real world of the viewer, and the use of fractionally visible flashes of occult symbols on the screen, it generates an intense feeling of unreality which for me was an almost drug-like high and an immersive pleasure.

The premise of Antrum is simply a brother and sister decide to dig a hole to hell, and the movie plays out around this event by surrounding it with disturbing sounds and imagery, as well as real world dangers that weave the protagonists between the supernatural and mundane while keeping them in a state of terror and madness that grows until it becomes unrelenting.

In a certain sense it also feels cursed, like the kind of film where there are elements that feel very transgressive - in particular the opening scene which to my mind evoked Un Chien Andalou - not the infamous eyeball slicing scene, but the use of rotting animals. The few and very basic visual effects remind me as well of the early Survival Research Laboratory devices engineered by Mark Pauline.

However, the core question for me is also always what is the movie about besides the plot. If I had to identify some rough themes, I would say it's trying to explore the idea of understanding death and violence through the eyes of children who do not yet have the psychological tools for processing such matters, but who have been left on their own to do so regardless.

Many of the unusual elements in the movie can relate to death rituals poorly understood, starting from the very premise of digging a hole into the earth. And the same act is surrounded by strange rituals unclear in their origin, ideas which might be logical drawn from watching words recited over a grave without having a connection of purpose. Their encounters with other people are fully without possibility of communication as none of them speak the same language, and these mundane threats feel at times akin to a satanic Alice in Wonderland, rituals and violence whose meaning cannot be understood by the protagonists.

Likewise the supernatural is full of unprocessed images of death. Demons with black skin who look like mummified corpses. River crossings and empty chains dragging through leaves. It's as if death itself has manifested through the ambient world, surrounding the two children and refusing to let them leave its circle.

In combination with the intriguing use of sigils inscribed throughout, it creates a movie that is for me a joy to watch. An absolutely perfect Halloween spook for next year, but your mileage may vary between finding it full of pretentious nonsense or maybe the scariest film you'll ever watch. It can really come off either way, and I'm honestly not quite sure why my reaction was actual joy in the watching. Not to undercut the severity of the subject matter, but I just can't stop thinking about how happy I was to watch the movie at work mechanically, to enjoy the well oiled pieces fitting together, and then all topped off with the delicious extra treat of the framing device. Surely worth 90 minutes of your life.

#antrum #unreality #definitely big content warnings about animal death and injury #also children in danger and possible child deaths #not many jump scares though if any #also tbh i genuinely think it has the potential to bring on a delusion because it is very committed to the bit #there's no part where its like haha jk this isn't a real documentary about a movie its all fake #the framing device is used to wrap everything up in a way that never breaks the immersion #so if you're in a really suggestive state there's a nonzero chance you may believe the movie is going to kill you for real

[rosaaee]

I JUST REALISED HE’S NOT WEARING A VISION

THIS IS NOT A DRILL HE’S NOT WEARING HIS VISION

#I LOVE HIM SO MUCH #I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE HIM ON SCREEN AGAIN #I’M SSOOO #I just got reminded that his delusion is attached to his vision #I forgot #I need him to put that thing back NOW #Genshin Impact #Childe #Ajax #Tartaglia #Childe Tartaglia #rosaaee

[ilynpilled]

why must everything that the text clearly states atp be misconstrued like i really dont get it he has plenty of flaws in that relationship but we, and cersei, know that he was ready to kill robert for just the disrespect of the cheating if cersei said the word. he doesnt concern himself with the personal consequences, he is reckless, detached from a lot of things, and can close his eyes at the future if he doesn’t want to acknowledge it. also the concern over the “shame” and ned type judgement feels so overestimated to me atp. he never regrets aerys, he is mad at how he is perceived (but again, notably doesnt try to rectify it by telling the truth for a lot of complex reasons), but he would never take it back. if he believes its the right thing to do, and is not overdosing on copium trying to juggle vows he cares about, he will do it, reputation be damned. though he has selfish concerns regarding being viewed as good, the internal matters so much more than the external: see weirwood dream: who actually shows up? what makes the fire go out? “it was not him. it was never him”, see the trebuchet fiasco, see the choice in adwd. why shouldnt we take cersei at face value when she implies that if jaime knew about the physical abuse he would have killed him? he loves and cares about cersei to an insane degree, even if he can be selfish toxic and unhealthy too. i really find it very very difficult to imagine that he wouldnt have killed him based on almost every single part of his characterization.

#ik its better to reply than to do this but i dont use my twitter for fandom and i keep seeing this general sentiment over and over again #like it makes him so inconsistent and nonsensical #i don’t understand this whole jaime was never there for cersei prehandloss he was at her disposal for almost everything he would have maimed #a child just bc she asked like what??? #u think that wouldnt have shamed him?? #he gave up almost everything for her at 15 #and im gonna be real if u r frustrated by jaime burning the letter being framed as this grand triumphant redemptive choice #by people #which i get i dont think its framed like that either #its just as unfair to treat it as the opposite #it is the end of a certain delusion #which is why the joanna dream is the focal point #and #he can divorce himself he has no obligation to die to try save her atp #and remain her sword #i dont see him as the literal devil for that sorry #i feel like some of u feel the need to misconstrue his character to make some of these choices out to be as bad as possible

[fischiee]

loving the fact that despite carolina and wash being considered legally dead they literally just blasted their faces across the galaxy asking for help like eagbhseb

an old surviving freelancer just being like ??? at the sight of them both alive and like.. hanging out?? like they've all been off hiding as war criminals and like mourning the loss of their whole found family and then theyre just like blasted with the announcement that their boss is actually alive (despite literally getting thrown off a cliff) and so is that other loser they worked with who they thought went to jail then died like sldvbagslig

#they get hunted down by tax collectors a la tuckers child support gag in s15 #still holding on to the idea that york is alive and he sees it and shows up to help 🥰🥰🥰 #its a literal delusion but let me dream #rvb #red vs blue #agent carolina #agent washington