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saccharinerose · 2 months
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Made some updated references for my Beisht and Osial human form designs
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filkassan · 15 days
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has redrawn my Osial
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luckykittens198 · 1 year
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72 Demon Gods name in Genshin Impact as per 3.4 patch
1. Barbatos - Venti: Anemo Archon, Three times winner of Mondstadt Bard of the year, so called "tone-deaf bard" by EN Paimon
2. Morax - Zhongli/Rex Lapis: Geo Archon, Wangsheng Funeral Parlor Consultant, Local Moraless man and antique collector, Childe and Hu Tao paid for his purchases most of the time
3. Baal - Raiden Makoto: OG Electro Archon, died in Khaenri'ah, her mental Landscape became a weekly domain
4. Beelzebul - Raiden Ei/Raiden Shogun: Current Electro Archon, former hikkikomori, now relearning to socialize, Raiden shogun is her puppet body, creator of Wanderer though she forgot about it, her purchases got paid by the Three Comission
5. Buer - Nahida/Lord Kusanali: Current Dendro Archon, just escape from extended 500 years confinement, can use legillimency on people but dislike it, super computer in child-like body, best Archon so far
6. Decarabia - Decarabian: former overlord of Mondstadt, known from his storm wall of old Mondstadt that was so strong people bent when walking
7. Haagenti - Haagentus - Guizhong: The late God of Dust, died of enemy attack during the Archon war, formerly speculated to be Morax's lover but apparently a 'BFF' of Madam Ping/Streetward Rambler
8. Marchosias - Guoba: The current form of God of Stove, used to be able to make clones of himself, now helping Xiangling in the kitchen, reduced mental capacity due to surrendering his power to the land, the creator of chilli-minced cornbread buns
9. Paimon: Mascot extraordinaire, emergency food meme, lovable in all dub but english dub
10. Astaroth - Istaroth/Kairos: The God of Time, one of the four Shining Shades of the Primordial One, suspected to be involved in Sacred Sakura shenanigans, mysterious relation with wind
11. Focalor - Focalors: The Current Hydro Archon, known as the God of Justice
12. Orobas - Orobaxi/ Orobashi: The former lord of Watatsumi island, currently a skeleton over Yashiori, forced to die because accidentally reading a forbidden book, still being worshipped
13. Naberius: mentioned in Albedo's character story 4 where Albedo and his Master found the heart of Naberius
14. Andras - Andrius: Wolf King of Wolvendom, Wolf of the North, got a feud with Decarabian, refuse Archon position, now a ghost
15. Havres/Flauros - Havria: The God of Salt, used to oversee Sal Terrae, got betrayed by her follower because they are afraid for her, nuke her killers into salt, as Zhongli said "Salt. And betrayal."
16. Ose - Osial: Overlord of the Vortex, pinned down under Guyun Stone Forest by Morax, center plot of Liyue Archon Quest, apparently the abyss planned to amputate him and used his limb as mechanical god, poor guy got slammed down by a floating house
17. Amun - Amon - Deshret: King of the desert, sacrificing himself to stop the forbidden knowledge polution that he brought to Teyvat, best friends of *REDACTED* and Nabu Malikata the Goddess of Flower
If I missed something, do let me know
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janumun · 2 years
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Does Osial have double penis too? Are they tentacles?? 8)
Warnings for egg implantation and breeding 🥴
More than any humane form, I think he’d always have you take him in his godly form. He is not treating one of Morax’ with any form of kindness.
And in that one, he bears [several. Several] tentacles he can propel into you; push his eggs up into your womb at the peak of your orgasm, you nearly spasm around him once more at the delicious stretch, if he so wishes to make you bear his progeny.
Slipping a wet tentacle down your expanding belly, “How does it feel to take creatures of the Sea into you?” And when you moan, his laughter vibrates within your skull. “Is it not better than being whore for a Dragon’s whelps? Now, warm my eggs well, little one.”
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"Ahh, Xiangling! I wish you'd stop having such dangerous ideas...!"
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"Beidou, could we go diving for some octopus from the Sea of Clouds? Turns out I'd really like some for my birthday after all..."
"Ahh, Xiangling! I wish you'd stop having such dangerous ideas...!"
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aha-chuu · 8 months
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Thinking about fresh faced little 20 year old Neuvillette five hundred or something years ago. All the other dragons are missing or dead so the Hydro Archon (previous) sends him to Zhongli for summer camp on being a dragon. He drinks a lot of osmanthus wine and "summer" lasts for six years. Zhongli gives him one piece of actual advice on scale care then goes on a tirade about how the last Hydro serpent he knew (Osial) was a bitch who stabbed him in the back. Neuvillette gets a complex over it.
Nothing about geo dragons translates over to hydro ones. Zhongli won't let Neuvillette go swimming because "dragons sink in water". A complete lie.
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anevilbunnyinthehat · 6 months
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Gran Mare
Many millennia ago, humans worshiped a goddess they called "Gran Mare" or "Mother Sea", a benevolent entity who had taught humans how to sail the seas of Teyvat and encourage them to venture to continents never seen before.
She was the one who maintained order and balance in the seas of Liyue and Inazuma.
Her good relationship with humans and her desire to have a better relationship with the surface world were viewed with envy and displeasure by the other sea deities.
And that is why one day they betrayed her, plotting to try to eliminate her and take her power to keep it for themselves.
But that was their biggest and last mistake. Because they only caused the beast that slept in her finally to wake up.
The seas of Teyvat were bathed in the blood of those deities.
And among the few that fled, was a hydra that cowardly escaped. That hydra was once Gran Mare's brother-in-arms and the first to betray her.
It didn't matter if he tried to regenerate, because now his neck on the line and she would make him pay for what he did.
Eye for an eye.
Life for a life.
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e-1los · 1 year
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▹ 𝐙𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢 𝐱 𝐆𝐧? 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫: 𝐀𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐲
𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: You fought along side Ningguang as you defended Liyue from Osial. It seems like someone still sees her in you. ( Heavily inspired by Steven Universe <3. )
Part 1: Agony [here] , Part 2: History
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆/𝐒: ▹ 𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 </𝟑
𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒/𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒: ▹ 𝐈 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐝 . 𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐎 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞��𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬?? 𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥
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↳❝You shouldn't be anywhere near the fight!❞— 💌
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The air felt cold yet soothing as the battle ended. Adepti and humanity worked together and Osial was once more silenced. You soothed the hearts and wounds of the Millelith who fought alongside the Adepti and the Qixing. “Calm your heart, your efforts will surely be seen. Here, let me heal this for you.” you soothed, your words hushed yet comforting.
To the eyes of the Millelith you were a goddess, a healer and fighter; a shield and a sword. 
Yet none could’ve thanked your efforts as you had disappeared into the darkness, while the golden eyes of a Yaksha stared at your fading figure. Hours passed since that battle occurred, and even more after the Gnosis was given to the Fatui. The moon settled amongst the stars yet their serenity couldn’t calm the heart of the ex-Geo Archon.
His leg bounced and his hands fumbled, anxiety rushing through his heart “Y/n.. Where are you..?” he pondered to himself yet even amidst his anxiety, his livid emotions soon stilled like stagnant waters. He groaned as he sat up from his chair, leaving the tea paid. He held his hand as it trembled, yet his strides were nothing but confident. 
Even if his body showed confidence, his heart trembled in anxiety. 
Everything was anything but familiar to him as he searched, even his own weary breaths felt nothing like his. His breath continued to be frigid with his heart beating louder and louder in his ears, a siren-like scream he closely listened to. The rhythm of anxiety he made wailed at him as his feet walked on the solid rock of the floor.
As though time never existed, his mind fell to the thought of Guizhong.
The image of her curled body set in stone and still, fate sealing her away from her life. Breath still yet a tranquil face, oh how he longed to see the past. He longed too much for the past; for her presence.
His breath was trained, his travel to his “death” was not something his body could lose breath to. With a blink of an eye, there you were.
It was you; the hair, the clothes, the skin. It had to be you. His heart skipped, yet this mist — the air wasn’t clear. Afterall, a battle with the Osial isn’t really what you want for clear sights. His steps were slow, his dress shoes singing that satisfying clack. 
Clack, clack, clack.
It was faster— he was faster.
“Y/N!” Zhongli breathed. Finally, he felt something familiar. His arm stretched forward, a hand grabbing for dear life. His hand grabbed your shoulder rather harshly yet worry was evident just by the way he grabbed onto you; the way he leaned into you.
“Zhongli? What are you—” “Where were you?!”
His voice screamed, with an image of the past flashed in front of you. He used to be like this— seemingly stern as he waged war amongst many gods who were against him. Silence fell upon you two, the mist blurred everything but him. You couldn’t bear to look away from him, not now. His face was surprised, then an indescribable face was what he wore. 
His hand trembled against you, his whole body did.
“Where were you, Y/n.” He demanded, his voice—that stern voice was something you thought you’d never hear again. You were used to this commander voice of his, it was something you heard at Guizhong’s death.
“I was defending Liyue.” “Why.”
You couldn’t breathe; the way he responded so quickly, the way he stood over you… His height was nothing helpful as even the moon shined behind him, bringing shadow over his face. Even his eyes—what once was comforting is now eerily watching your every move. 
“I can’t just stand and watch the people fight alone! What do you want me to do?! I’m not going to gamble on the possibility of survival—It’s Osial, Zhongli! Osial!” You defended against him, your hand dug onto his. 
“And? They clearly were able to handle it—You shouldn’t even be anywhere near the fight.”
“Excuse me?” Your words spat out so quickly, even your thoughts couldn’t help but be surprised. Your eyes scrawled under Zhongli’s eyes. “You’re too important, Y/N.”
“I’m not!”
“Yes. You. Are.”
“No!”
An exhausted groan left Zhongli’s sour face, how could you be so stubborn?
His other hand grabbed onto your cheek, it was a harsh clash—the feel of leather gloves against your scrunched cheek. “Why can’t you just let me do this for you, Guizhong?!” He screamed, your hearts shattering as it left him.
In that moment, he knew he failed again; he failed you, again. 
His eyes that once were filled with rage were now soft with guilt. How could he do this to you, again? His lip was left agape, it trembled ever so slightly. He crumbled under your relaxed gaze—why would you even look at him like that? Your eyes were ever so solemn and so understanding, how? 
His body hunched forward, hiding his face as he looked at the floor. Such a bewildered face, filled with shame and regret. 
You sighed, bringing his angular frame closer to you in an embrace. “Y/n… I—” “It’s okay. You don’t need to say sorry for anything. Let this pass over you, it’s nothing you should be ashamed of.” Your hushed voice lulled him to comfort, just as you did with the Millelith soldiers. Rubbing his back, you soothed him as sweet nothings were delicately whispered to his ear. Words of comfort only for you two to share.
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saccharinerose · 10 months
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Beisht in Shenhe's story quest
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dkniade · 5 months
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It’s wild when an account with a bigger following than I reblogs one of my posts with a comment because now I’m watching the replies/reblogs/tags on my “Childe can turn into water and fly” post like it’s some play unfolding, like a bunch of characters get into a scene and start discussing the validity of some legend.
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“I always assumed that's what he does when overdosed on whatever divine authority of permission provide.”
“#as in he can't do that normally #only when hooked to a battery #it would be insane otherwise #a guy who can just turn into water droplets and fly away #although maybe he is just *that* insanely powerful and downplays it”
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“I thought it was probably just a regular power of his, but figured Childe probably just doesn't use it much since it's an ability that seems mostly exist to help with retreating.”
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“It would help sooo much with badass entrances too.”
“#and messing with people #imagine taunting someone just flying around them as a ball of water”
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“#its what he does when he's bored #just screweing with people #many treasure hoarders in liyue thought there was a water demon that was haunting them #its was him. childe #you thought it was an evil demon but it was me! childe!”
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“#childe's mona phase”
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Maybe this could be a legend… Some Liyue Treasure Hoarders spreading a legend of a water demon that haunts the sunny plains of Liyue, and it eventually gets so twisted that he’s thought to be an Adeptus until—
“No wait, I’ve heard that the demon appeared at the harbour around the same time that Osial was released a few years ago.”
“……..He must be Osial’s child.”
“Apparently a ginger appeared after a sighting and he seemed human. But Adepti can often can take on a human form, right?”
“…”
“Maybe an Adeptus and Osial had-”
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zhongrin · 2 years
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childhood 🍬❤️
◇ characters ◇ zhongli
◇ tags ◇ death, depersonalization/derealization disorder, misunderstandings galore, but also teeth-rotting fluff, crack at the end
𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ⬙ 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡
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you don't even remember when you first met zhongli. he's in every single one of your birthday photos starting with your first.
he's just. always been there????
he's only a year older than you, but acts like he's much older sometimes.
being classmates, he's very close with your older sister guizhong. the three of you always hang out together, and sometimes zhongli's big brother osial even joins in.
naturally you go to the same school too.
and well, like almost all the girls in the school, you might have developed a tiny teeny crush on zhongli. i mean, how could you not? zhongli is so nice compared to the other boys. he doesn't pull your hair to get your attention, he shares candies with you, and he has the cutest smile!
you tell this to guizhong shyly and she laughs, but she gives you a knowing look and tells you to 'go for it' with a wink, whatever that means.
and then, one particular day while you're hanging out without her or osial around, zhongli pulls you closer and tells you that he has a secret to share with you.
oh??? could it be???
your little heart beats frantically in your chest. it feels like a balloon is slowly inflating inside you as the longer zhongli's silence stretches. that same adorable grin stretches his lips, chubby cheeks dusted in pink as he says:
"i think i want to marry guizhong one day."
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congrats, your heart just got broken to pieces at the tender age of eight :)
out of pettiness and misplaced anger, you cross your arms and huff.
"you can't!"
"wha- why?!"
"c-cause... cause!! i'm gonna marry osial!!!"
............
it makes sense to your eight years old brain, okay??? if you marry osial, zhongli can't possibly marry your sister, right?????
as always, you confide to guizhong - because you share everything with your sister and you desperately need someone to vent to - and she's literally rolling on the floor howling with laughter about this whole mess.
great, your sister finds the tragic situation funny.
naturally, things get a little.... awkward, between you and zhongli. you both kind of drift apart and you no longer hang out together every weekend.
so instead, you hang out with osial.
you're not sure what makes him want to hang out with you. you suspect zhongli told him about your "crush". which makes you a little mad, even though you basically did the same thing, ratting his crush to guizhong.
but anyway. you find that osial is a good company, even though he's more rambunctious than his younger brother. he's a different kind of fun, at least.
and then....
when you start high school, guizhong gets into an accident.
it's much too sudden. you waved her goodbye in the morning as she dropped you to your class... and then suddenly you're in the hospital later in the day, watching silently as your parents sob over her unmoving form on the hospital bed.
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strange.
your chest feels empty.
like someone just scooped a whole section of it off you and dumped it somewhere else.
....
.......
..........
since then, it's like you're watching a movie.
a really dull, boring one.
wake up. brush your teeth. chew on cardboard-like stuff. school. extracurricular. shower. more tasteless chewing. homework. study. sleep. rinse and repeat.
osial comes over every now and then. and he tries to bring you out, make you laugh like you used to, tease you to get a reaction out of you - something, anything...
.... but the most you give him is an empty stare and a smile that doesn't reach your eyes.
it isn't until when zhongli confronts you at school one day, that you finally break.
you don't know why. you haven't seen him or talked to him properly in months, maybe years, even.
you remember osial telling you that zhongli was in a similar state when he found out about guizhong. 
...... oh, right. he must have loved her all these times.
you don't really remember what transpired, but you remember seeing tears running down zhongli's cheeks, and that triggered your own tears, and that led to these two high-schoolers holding onto each other, crying and sobbing into each other's shoulders.
by the time your eyes hurt, you feel... present. like you're finally seeing things from your own eyes. you're highly aware of zhongli's warm arms around you, the way his wet lashes droop, the smell of osmanthus flowers enveloping your senses-
oh.
oh no.
not again.
"do you still love her?"
gods, you really want to hit yourself right now.
he regards you in confusion. after that crying session, that's what you're asking him first?
"of course, she will always be a dear friend to me."
"not like that-" you sigh and decide to drop the subject, "... nevermind."
"..... ah, are you referring to that confession from years ago?" zhongli chuckles as if he's remembering a fond memory, "perhaps i was, back then. but a lot of things have changed since then, so i can confidently say that the statement is now invalid."
you stay silent, and he watches you for a while before saying in a softer tone that sounds.... sad?
"don't worry, i know you still love osial."
............ h a h ?
"y-y-you remember that?"
"of course. and you've been hanging out with him constantly even until now, so it is quite obvious, i'd say. i... thought you were dating, at first, which is why i kept my distance... until that mindless brute hit me, saying i was being delusional and a very bad friend for not being there when you needed it most... i tried telling him that you really liked him, however-"
"zhongli, no, i said that because i was- i dunno- i was a kid and you were my first love and you just had to go and say you wanted to marry my sister- it was out of spite, okay?!"
dead.
silence.
"..."
"..."
"....... i was your first love? 'was'...?"
there's a hopeful look in his amber eyes, and you avert your eyes instinctively. but zhongli steps into your field of vision again stubbornly, eyes narrowed in determination as he slowly takes your hand into his.
"i... this might sound inappropriate given our current situation, and what has just transpired, but... [name], i adore you."
you blink and experimentally pinches your hand. pain has never felt so welcome in your brain.
"like- as a- friend?" you stammer, the familiar hope blossoming in your chest, but you're oh so scared.
scared of being disappointed again, of having your heart broken, again-
"my apologies, let me rephrase that. i bear romantic attractions to you."
the balloon pops. tears prick the corner of your eyes once more.
you think you can hear guizhong giggling and patting your back.
"will you... allow me another chance? to make you fall in love with me once more?"
yes, yes yes, a thousand times yes, you want to scream.
but... you've always been a little petty, haven't you?
".... fine," you keep your voice as haughty and aloof as possible, but your smile betrays your attempt at posing an indifferent attitude, "but it won't be easy."
zhongli smiles.
"a battle hard-won is a battle worth remembering. you won't regret this, [name]."
fast forward to twenty years later as you visit guizhong's grave with your children - and yes, you can certainly say you didn't regret giving your now-husband a second chance.
"do you remember the days when we were so young and foolish? sometimes i wish i could rewind time and fix all the mistakes i made... but i fear the butterfly effect will take you away from my arms, so i think i should just savor this moment instead." "husband, i love you and all but can we please go to sleep it's 4am."
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extra 1:
"dear, you are sure you don't want to marry my brother anymore, right?"
"ZHONGLI. THAT WAS LIKE. I DUNNO. FIFTY YEARS AGO?? ALSO WE'RE LITERALLY MARRIED??? JUST COME HELP ME CHANGE OUR BABY'S DIAPER????"
"i'm just making sure..."
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"i bet my dearest sister is laughing at us right now."
"i believe you would be correct, my love."
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Then Came The Dawn Pt 1
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For a brief moment the chill of the water felt pleasant, salve against the heat of your wounds. It took not even a full second for the pain to come as your body registered the saltiness of the water that was against your injuries. It burned, burned at your very soul.
The surface began to slip further and further away, as your body instinctively struggled against the ropes binding you, desperate to survive. Yet despite the panic of your movements, your thoughts were drastically different.
It was… quiet.
You no longer had the strength to fight anymore. You were ready for your death at this point. You welcomed it. After so long running and struggling to make it just one more day, you were at the end of it all.
It was peaceful.
It was liberating.
‘Perhaps when I close my eyes, I’ll be home again.’
Your lungs screamed for air, your limbs felt like they weighed as heavy as stone. The edges of your vision began to darken as you sank deeper and deeper, the sunlight of the surface looking so close, yet being so out of reach. The black overtook your view, but not before a faint blue glow lit your fading view.
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‘Do not fear Your Grace. I am here.’
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You awoke with a gasp, eyes snapping open and trying to gulp down precious oxygen as if it were going to disappear. Coughs wracked your body as seawater was forced from your lungs, the salt burning and searing as you sputtered. Finally you manage to breathe, the sweet sweet oxygen you’d been so desperate for cooling the salt induced burning of your throat.
‘That’s it, I’m never taking air for granted again. Thank you plants for your dutiful provisions of oxygen.’
Finally you managed to slow your racing heart, opting to take in your surroundings. You were in a bedroom, having been placed on the room’s well, bed. You internally cringe as you realize that you’ve gotten the furniture wet with all of you whole ‘trying to not drown’ stuff. Honestly after months on the run, being in a building was already strange, but being on a bed? That was a luxury you’d long since gotten used to not having. There tends to be a lack of furniture out in the wilderness. You continue to observe your surroundings. The room was a deep navy blue in color, sapphires adorning a silver chandelier that lent the room a soft light. All in all, it was exsquisite, and far too refined to line up with anything remotely akin to your recent standards. You noticed a window and stumbled your way towards it, glad to no longer be bound, even if you’d developed a bad case of rope burn. Your eyes widened in shock at the sight of the outside.
Water.
No, not just water, the ocean. The ocean floor.
You were under the sea.
There was a wall of water a few yards from the window, as if the building you currently were in was shielded from the ocean encroaching any further by an invisible dome. One thing was abundantly clear, whatever had happened after you had lost consciousness, something had saved you, and brought you to this place. Yet who? You would have seen if someone had dived into the water after you, and there had been no one other than you. As you watched a small crab experimentally touch the wall of water before darting through it into the sea, you pondered what could have occurred.
“I am relived to see you awake Your Grace.”
You whirled around, eyes wide and muscles tensed, having learned from the months you’d been hunted to except to be slain at any moment. The figure was unfamiliar, something that stunned you, but their gentle smile was conforming, and you found the tension in your body lessening.
“You need not fear me. I would never wish to harm you, my Guide.”
The stranger was a male, and a tall one at that, with long blue hair that cascaded behind him like a waterfall. A blue teardrop shaped gem was below his neck, which combined with the sight of several small horns that were atop his head, made it clear that whoever he was, he was not a human. It would have been funny if you weren’t so jaded nowadays, that you feared this man less than you would fear a normal human being. Your eyes dart around awkwardly, as you began to realize you’d no idea how to truly hold a conversation anymore. Sure communication had never been a priority to you, but that skill set had quickly been cast aside in favor of survival skills once people made it clear they wanted you dead. You cough a bit awkwardly, unsure how to answer, but the man seems to understand your unspoken distress. His voice was deep, yet it was filled with a gentleness that made it far from intimidating.
“Please, do not feel pressured to converse if you are not comfortable with doing so. You have been through a lot as of late after all. All I ask is that you inform me if you need anything. Your recovery is my top priority Your Grace.”
There was that title again. ‘Your Grace’. You recall several people having called that thing wearing your face by that title, but you? That was new.
“Why are you calling me that? I’m not anyone special or anything. I’m just a normal person! I still don’t even know what’s going on! I never asked for anything from anyone! This was all just a huge mistake!”
The emotions you had blocked off for so long began to bleed into your voice, tears gathering in your eyes as your mind conjured vivid memories of the pain and suffering that you had been put through since your arrival. You hiccuped as you tried to hold back your cries, though you knew well it was a losing battle. You slid down to the floor, muffled sobs wracking your battered form.
A warm embrace picked you up and carried you to the bed, the touch holding a softness that you had been denied for many long months. Instinctively you clung to the man, desperate for some sort of comfort, some sort of reassurance. He gave it to you silently, uncaring of the fact that your tears stained his clothes. When your sobs slowly taper off, he speaks once again, though this time you can hear the emotion in his words clear as day.
“You are correct. This was indeed a mistake. However, it is not a mistake that you have made. This lies on the shoulders of those who refused to accept what stood before them, and whom brandished their weapons against you by order of a mimicry of your visage. The fault lies on them, and them alone, for you have shown them only mercy; mercy that they refused.”
You began to tear up again, unable to properly process the fact that you were being treated with kindness after so long of being despised. You knew you should be cautious of this man, of this stranger; but you couldn’t help but take solace in his reassurances.
“All of Teyvat cries out for you dearest Guide. It reaches out to you, bleeds for you, and yearns to see you safe. Though many of Teyvat’s people have forgotten your presence, have foolishly followed the cruel rule of a tyrant; Teyvat has not. It has not forgotten you. You are unmistakable. The leylines of this world run cold at your tears, and at your pain the very elements weep. You are what Teyvat exists for. It would not, it cannot, desert you.”
The man’s arms wrap around your trembling form with an unmistakable affection you’d been longing for without even realizing. A mix of emotions flowed over you at the sensation of being held so gently, happiness, comfort, longing, all mixed into one indecipherable jumbled mess.
“Teyvat would tear itself apart if you wished it, Your Grace, for it exists for you and you alone. You have been made to bear a burden never meant for you, and for that, Teyvat grieves. It has done all it can to protect you. And as one of the beings whom can still hear it’s pleas, it is my duty to protect you where it cannot.”
“I vow to you my Guide, I will serve you until my end. I pledge this to you with all that I am.”
“I, Osial, Overlord of the Vortex, am yours to command, oh beloved creator.”
AN: YEAH THATS RIGHT BABY ITS THE DANGER SNEK HIMSELF. BET YOU DIDNT SEE THAT COMIN! Okay but before you accuse me of simping over this snake, I’d like to clarify, I’ve been interested in the lore we get about Osial for a while now. And then when I stumbled onto @Ruu_GI’s human version of Osial, I was immediately inspired to write for him. Do I simp for him? No. I’m too busy being a Rubedo simp to simp for Osial. But do I want to write for him? yes.
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Anyways, here’s Ruu_GI’s Osial concept! I would link to their Twitter but it’s labeled 18+ and this is not an 18+ blog sooooo oof. If you’re of age then go check them out!
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janumun · 2 years
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Thinking about Osial`s tentacles and how hard he would rail us with them ouo
😳😳 I mean 🥴 that is one way to one-up the Geo Archon for his many transgressions against him; show him what the Sea Lord is capable of when driven truly to revenge. Breaking down one of his most important people 🤸🏾‍♀️ I’m not complaining, Osial, have at me
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Love and Loyalty
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Xiao has known you ever since he swore loyalty to Rex Lapis. You were his senior, his mentor and the object of his admiration. If possible, he wanted to stay like that forever, fighting by your side and protecting the people of Liyue. However, it seemed fate had different plans for him.
“How could you, y/n? Why would you betray Rex Lapis?” holding up your shoulders, Xiao asked you again and again. As the one closest to you, he had his suspicions about this. And that’s why, he had been spying on you, but he wished that he was just being paranoid. Unfortunately, it seems that his prayers weren’t answered.
“I am sorry to say this, Alatus. But never my loyalty has lied in the Warrior God.” Supported by your spear, you stood proudly under the moonlight, a faraway look in your eyes as you reminisce about your past. Despite the situation, Xiao couldn’t help but thought that you were still as ethereal as the day he first met you.
“Are you talking about the Goddess of Rain? Her passing was truly a tragedy. But it has been more than a century since she has decreased. I thought you have become one of our comrades after overcoming countless struggles together with us, together with the people of Liyue.” It was not that he cannot understand where you are coming from. But Xiao did not want to accept that the days you have spent with him were all a lie.
“Is that the reason why you are joining Osial’s side? You, of all people should know that he is far worse than Rex Lapis.”
“That is not the only reason. But Alatus won’t the able to understand. You are too young.”
He felt irked at the term. Just because you were born a few decades earlier than him, you always brushed him aside when discussing serious matters.
“Please don’t underestimate me. Even though I can’t compare to you, I have lived my fair share of years.”
“Sorry, sorry.” You smiled a little after saying that. Perhaps you thought his response childish. “I didn’t mean to treat you like a kid. But you still haven’t experience love, do you?”
Love, that was a term he had often heard from mortals. He didn’t know or didn’t think that it is necessary to know such useless emotion. But after meeting with you, he was able to encounter both the bliss and agony this feeling had brought upon. If only he would be able to convey it to you honestly…
“I…That’s… Do you love Osial?” He felt a terrible pain from his heart when he realized your implication.
“Yes. I do.” Another pain, worse than any injury he had ever gained from crossing sword with his enemies, ran through his chest.
“But Osial has Beisht as his wife. And I have heard rumors that he has other numerous other concubines.” Collecting himself, he said the most rational thing he could possibly think at the moment. However, he quickly regretted it after seeing the hurt on your face.
“It is alright.” You said with a sad smile. “Because I do not plan for this affection to be known. I do know that I am neither as dignify and graceful as Beisht nor as soft and pretty as his shrine maidens.”
Oh… Just how much he wants to deny your words. In his eyes, there is no one as graceful or pretty as you.
“That is why I just want to help him in the only way I know, by fighting alongside him in his conquest for power as a warrior.” Your heartbroken look changed into one of determination at the last sentence.
Seeing your face, he knew it was useless to try to persuade you to do otherwise and so choose the only path left.
He summoned his spear, hold it against you and said, “That won’t happen if I stop you here.”
“But you won’t. You are far too kind to hurt your own mentor. You better fix that though. I would hesitate to harm you when we meet again in battlefield,” you said, turning your back on him as you start to walk away without a care in the world.
Even though you taught him to never show his back to the enemy, you, yourself, was not following it. Yet, he found himself unable to stab you with his spear like he would always do to his enimes.
While he was being indecisive, you looked back at him and said, “One last advice from your former mentor. Don’t trust Morax. He is not the man you make him out to be.”
At that time, he didn’t understand the meaning of your words.
Years had passed. People no longer know you as the proud Glaze Lily of Liyue but as the cunning commander of Osial’s army.
The time is the peak of the Archon war. But imstead of the battlefield, he looked at the terror folding in front of him.
With your spear thrown away to the ground away from you, you struggled like a mad man in Rex Lapis’s hold. However, no matter how strong you were, your strength cannot be compared to that of a God.
“Let me go you scum. Are you going to hurt my master again in front of me?”
He grimaced at the use of such language. However, his God did not seem to mind it very much or if he did, he didn't show it on his face.
But wait. You said a strange thing in your words.
Again? What did you mean again? When had Rex Lapis ever hurt your master before. Perhaps you were talking about the Goddess of Rain? There was no way Rex Lapis would have hurt her. She was his ally.
Or what if he did…
“Your master is ME. I have always been and will always be.” Holding your chin up to meet his gaze, Rex Lapis said firmly.
The God did not deny your words. But Xiao wanted to know more on the subject but hedidn’t dare interject his lord’s conversation and ask him the truth of the matter.
“No, you are not. There are only two beings in Teyvat who I ever thought of as my master. You killed one of them and are you planning to kill another now?”
Tears rolled down your cheeks. From sadness or frustrations, Xiao didn’t know. Maybe both.
“Osial is a monster. He is fated to disappear for the safety of the people.”
“Then what about my Goddess? Did she do anything to anyone? Why did you hurt her!!”
“Dear, you, yourself, know the answer best, don’t you? I thought of her as my best ally. So, I really didn’t want to kill her. But when you refused my proposal to use your service for me, I was left with no choice.”
He was beyond shocked to hear the words. He looked at the other Adepti wondering if he misheard his Lord. Moon Craver looked at him with a look of guilt and pity while Cloud Retainer did not even meet his eyes. At that, he understood that he heard everything right and that everyone except him was already aware of the horrifying truth.
“You called Osial monster. But in my eyes, there is only one monster and it is you," you said hatred bleeding not only from your voice but also from your eyes.
Stone lances rained from the sky, sealing anyone and everyone who dared to go against the Groundbreaker. You watched helplessly towards the sea where your beloved Master has disappeared and bawled like a newborn baby who has lost her mother.
If he swept you away with him, will you be able to attain a little more happiness compared to now.
“Yes, let’s steal her away,” Xiao thought to himself. He might not be able to compare to Rex Lapis in strength but he had confidence that he would not lose to anyone in speed. After he stole you away, the two of you could go to the country of freedom and live a tranquil life unknown to anyone.
When he was lost in his thoughts, Madam Ping held his hand. It seemed that he had unconsciously summoned his spear. Madam Ping looked at him in his eyes and shook her head.
“We are adepti of Liyue and our contract is to serve this country and Rex Lapis. Isn’t that right, Xiao?”
At her words, he began to remember what his duty was and what Rex Lapis has done for him.
His Lord saved him from the bounds of Ancient God.
His Lord freed him from the horrid duty of devouring dreams.
His Lord bestowed him the name “Xiao” and gave him a place in Liyue.
He couldn’t possibly go against his Lord.
After a while, you lost your consciousness. All the events that had happened this day was affecting your mind terribly.
He wasn’t able to move a single step forward as he watched his Lord carried you to his chamber.
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For anyone who didn't get the backstory because of my terrible writing
I wrote this fic from Xiao's point of view who was in a "Notice me Senpai" situation with Reader.
For a long time, Morax had been a yandere but before the events in this fic, he was contented in just having their loyalty since he was a gentleman.
Osial knew that Morax killed the Goddess of Rain and recruited reader to work for him in exchange for revenge.
That is when reader fell for Osial. However, Osial only saw them as a talented subordinate until the end.
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Genshin Impact Twitter Ads Compilation (4/?): "Traveler's Journey"
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