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welcometoteyvat · 1 year

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need xiao and kujou sara to meet asap btw.

- golden winged peng vs winged tengu (whose wings, incidentally, were damaged when she received her vision...)

- both dedicate their lives to their archons

- separated from the society (mortals, Inazuman troops/Tengou Commission) they were brought up in because of certain factors (karma, status as adopted child and tengu)

perhaps they’d understand each other. maybe they’d know what it’s like—an existence as a god’s right hand, and everything it entails. their eyes meet, gold on gold; they know: this person might only understand half of me but that's half more than anyone else. what’s it like to serve a god so deeply—what do you sacrifice and how does it remake you? sara believes that her vision was granted by the raiden shogun, saving her, and thus dedicates herself to carrying out the will of thunder across the land. xiao receives his new name from morax, and in return, agrees to protect liyue for however long it will need. sara’s wings, injured, as she falls off the mountain—alatus, lacking his golden wings, the bloodhound of that unknown god.

#theyre also really attached to rex lapis/raiden shogun merch btw xiao definitely has enough dragon plushies to match sara's collection of St #Statues of Her Excellency，the Almighty Narukami Ogosho， God of Thunder #anyways what i'm saying is that they should talk and maybe sort out their traumas bc they can see themselves in the other person #btw theyre also both cold/indifferent on the outside but gentle/passionate on the inside. i love characters who are mirrors #also the diff between x and ks is that liyue didn't have shitty archon q writing am i right or am i right #that was a half joke but god... unsure how i feel about sara's characterization wrt agency and what went down in inazuma in general rip #xiao #kujou sara #genshin impact #teyvat thoughts #genshin xiao #sara is one of the three 4* i still don't have so i didn't know she got fucking scolded for just playing w the soldiers as a kid until i sea #searched it up and #bro what the fuck. what the fuck. kujou takayuki im going to kill you

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squishdraws · 8 months

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bunch of shit today

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yandere-daydreams · 2 years

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How do you think sex dolls from different lines would interact with eachother. Like their master collects all kinds of dolls from the favonious, harbinger line etc

it'd depend!!! i think all the Lines have a kind of,,, archetype they're none for, if that makes sense, so there are some that mix pretty well, like the Favonious Collection and the Shogunate, and some that just can't stand to be around each other, like the Harbingers and the Adeptus. a lot of androids come with a few pre-programmed dynamics (for example, Diluc bots will always bicker with the nearest available Kaeya, whereas a Yae Miko will kind naturally gravitate towards a Raiden Shogun if one is available), and while androids will rarely ever fight, there are some combinations that aren't recommended, like Jean and Pierro or Scaramouche and,,, anyone, honestly. it's not difficult to avoid conflict, especially if you're particularly fond of a particular collection, but try to keep in mind when you're picking out your artificial companions. just to make sure your extremely expensive sex dolls aren't too busy arguing to, y'know,,, be sex dolls.

#to be clear #all the lines are developed by the Teyvat Coorperation #so it's not like a 'you can only buy [insert preferred collection] androids or else they won't function' scenarios #whale your little heart out #genshin sex doll au #personal #anon ask

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honorary-fool · 4 months

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Brain really said "Scara hyperfixation, eat shit" and now I'm thinking abt genshin Carmen & Wanderer.

They've never even met him when he was Scaramouche, and Irminsul wipin' out his existence/memory (or however it works I can't word it right rn) only solidifies that.

I don't even know how they'd meet- doubt he'd ever willingly go back to Inazuma, and vae'd most likely not end up in Sumeru.. but who knows. Probably baffles the poor fucker (/aff) with how kind they are to him once they warm up to 'em- 'cus y'know. Social anxiety's a dick and 'this guy looks both approachable and intimidating as shit what if I fuck up aaaaaaAAAAA-'

I think he knows how to sew?? Not sure if it's canon or a widely-accepted headcanon, but that. Wisp would eat that shit up. Next time the two run into each other they give him a li'l cat doll they sewed. Grows from there.

some similarities anyway (in some ways)

nonhuman

probably technically a few hundred years old (carmen is& it somehow stuck in my head Scara's like 500-something technically)

does it count to say scara has religious trauma via his mother ? bc if so. religious trauma (though carm's isn't as severe)

general closeness with an archon (Venti & Nahida respectively)

vulnerability who's that never heard of them hahaaaa

🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️ (dying on hill that transmasc scara. Transmasc Scara.)

a little silly in the head (again not as severe but carm's social anxiety / depression / whatever other shit there is ; & then only recently I've seen the BPD stuff w/ Scara so that too plus whatever else stems from his trauma)

like idk it's interesting at least right now it is- I'll see how long this sudden fixation on the puppet lasts

#carmen's ocs #og posts #rambles to the void #wanderer #y'all have no idea how much I wanna squish them together like dolls making them kiss 'cus it'd be funny as fuck #girlie (gender neutral)'s collecting all the traumatized anemo dorks /hj #.. im not even gonna get started on kazuha & sucrose #i wonder how it'd work bc. genshin oc Layla's like the traveler in which. not from teyvat. so irminsul doesn't do shit #if she tells them abt the puppet guy they've befriended... Ough #i'd like to formally thank dearscara's c.ai bots for this too I think /hj

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hydrachea · 11 months

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This event is delightfully adding to my growing collection of Aether & Paimon being the best duo in all of Teyvat.

#the collection is called 'they're BEST FRIENDS' and the gallery is my heart #every day i am so grateful that hoyo lets them be so expressive #my favorite ever remains their matching smug mugs at the crux clash #but these are also very very good #if the game allowed us to rewatch cutscenes i'd have access to a lot more but alas i only have what i was quick enough to snap #genshin #the second one is so good. she's so happy she's blushing. he's happy for her too. they're besties they own my heart.#for obvious reasons the actual best duo in teyvat is the traveler and paimon but i play aether so i'm biased and i will not apologize #that's my crop top wearing braid sporting most darling boy and i will hype him #genshin spoilers #ray's records

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torgawl · 5 months

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literally obsessed with that one stupid page about the 4 samsara cycles by the narzissenkreuz ordo and the concept of descenders. what exactly are the "remains" of the third descender? does that mean their physical form or something else entirely?

#i feel like i can point out a few things i feel are relevant to understanding the big picture but then don't know how to connect everything #i REALLY think something is up with time in teyvat as a whole #you cannot tell me the fact istaroth has been worships before in teyvat and no longer is and the only way it has preserved through time #and consequently the samsaras has been through stories (like we experience in sumeru) isn't extremely relevant #it has to be!!! it's unwanted information in the 'system'#much like forbidden knowledge which we know is associated with the fall of multiple civilizations #and what is also associated with places that have been targetted by celestia's nails? irminsul branches #the same irminsul that records all information in teyvat #the same irminsul we can assume dain uses to continue to live till this day breaking free from erosion #erosion from 'time' that affects even the gods?!#is erosion even natural in the first place?#curses by the heavenly principles... fear against otherwordly information... cycles of life...#4 cycles... 4 descenders... 4 shades of phanes (2 unknown)...#the samsara cycles having names of civilizations/regions...#what's connecting these things?#natlan's incsndescant ode of ressurection... ressurection... gnosis being remains of the third descender...#the tsaritsa collecting the gnosis... i know there's a connection there has to be #i really think time is fucked up in teyvat like what if the entire thing is just timeless?#i feel like i have the brain the size of a pea #could the descenders be us or our twin in different 'times'?#the concept of the gnosis fucked me up i don't understand it genuinely what are remains and can they coexist with the supposed 3rd or not #genshin thoughts

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goodmode · 1 year

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level 90 wanderer! now for his talents and artifacts

#i had EXACTLY enough rukkhashavas to ascend him. collecting those last few was nerve wracking #his talents are currently 7 8 7 not counting the constellation bonuses from being c5 #you bet i'm crowning all three. he can join bennett on the triple crown throne #in the meantime while i wait for the weekly...... i guess i pour my resin into artifacts u_u #gmtxt #gm takes teyvat #gm no6 #i've waited for my terrible little nastyguy for so long and now he is HERE and i am rejoicing

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blood-orange-juice · 8 months

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Orphic hero this, corruption arc that.

You know what would be funny? If Childe lives through it all but is none the wiser after the experience.

Still that weird dude who just wants to fight things.

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riteburdened · 2 years

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hu tao 🤝 cyno

death god motifs and bad (amazing) jokes

#( want them to be bffs )#( the collective groaning from all of teyvat at their puns will shatter the fake sky )#°◦.｡.◦· ʚῖɞ | ooc

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baeshijima · 7 months

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everyone. less than 2 days until neuvillette is playable.

how we feeling?

#just genshin <3 #AND NEUVILLETTE DEMO TOMORROWAAAARRRGHHHHHGHHFHHDAAAAA #NEUVILLETTE WIN THE 50/50 I BEG #I WILL GIVE U ALL THE HOLY WATER IN SPRINGVALE FOR U TO TRY #I WILL COLLECT ALL THE WATER IN TEYVAT IN A CUTE FANCY LIL GOBLET IF THATS WHAT U WANT #PLS IM BEGGING COME HOME

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cathwritestragediesnotsins · 1 year

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Fucking finally

#posts by cath #Cath plays Genshin impact #I’m now a whale #genshin #genshin impact #nahida #kusanali #teyvat #5 star characters #my goal is to collect all the archons

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cherrisma · 2 years

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Teyvat Rose Collection !

❝Roses do not bloom hurriedly; for beauty, like any masterpiece, takes time to blossom, but the more you love roses the more you must bear with it's thorns.❞

Welcome to the Teyvat Rose Collection! Take your time having a stroll around, and perhaps you'll see something that catches your eye!

Key: ☆ = fluff ; ★ = angst ; ♡ = yandere

Series

♡ Yandere High Masterlist

Mondstadt Collection

♡★ # Albedo ?! - ALBEDO x READER

Liyue Collection

Nothing here yet...

Inazuma Collection

Nothing here yet...

Sumeru Collection

★ The Desert's Tears - CYNO x READER

#[ 🌹 ] Teyvat Rose Collection #[ ✒️ ] Cherri Writes

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nariism · 6 months

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ೃ⁀➷ WHERE THE HEART LIES ˚ ༘♡

a/n: fluff, pining, childhood friends to lovers, reader was in the same orphanage as wriothesley when they were kids, mild codependency (?)

happy wishing everyone! ≧◡≦

Amongst the hundreds of books stored in the Duke's office, none hold a place in his heart quite like the dusty old atlas you gave him when you were children.

It's old and worn, something aged with the faint scent of Tidalga wafting as the pages turn. To an outsider, the atlas almost looks like garbage, or rather, exactly what it is—the only crappy book in the entire vintage shop that you could afford with your terrible allowance.

He doesn't see it that way.

It's a precious commodity to him, something he holds in high regard (despite the way he's glued the spine together on nearly a dozen occasions with the amount of times he's flipped through it).

Wriothesley is not a sentimental man. Growing up the way he did taught him not to grow too attached to material belongings.

There are few things in the world he would consider treasures: his boxing gloves, for one, though that's a given. His growing tea collection that originally started as a treat he would spend coupons on, but somehow evolved into a hobby.

And lastly, but perhaps most importantly, the map of Teyvat you gave him in the orphanage you came from. Because it wasn't only a birthday gift, it was something infinitely more meaningful than that.

He remembers that birthday fondly: he was twelve and you were ten. You'd snuck into his room beyond curfew and lights out, sheltered yourself under his blanket, and shoved the poorly packaged gift bag into his hands.

The two of you spent the entire night going through the pages, amazed at how giant the world truly was outside the confines of your orphanage—imagined how freeing it would be to explore it with nothing but your pair of feet and each other.

"One day," you breathed with excitement bubbling in your voice, "We'll leave this place and travel all across Teyvat."

It wasn't just a promise to see the world. It was a promise to see it together.

For a boy who had nothing at all, what you offered him was like placing the universe itself in his hands. And even at twelve years old, with you and that book sitting between his legs and a blanket thrown over his body, he knew he'd found a dream.

The older he got, the more he clung to that.

You were the one he came back to when he was lost. The one who made the orphanage a home. The one who gave him a raggedy atlas of the world and whispered purpose into him.

Something to cherish. Something to protect. Something to love in this world when he had little to spare.

Though time had changed everything in his life, he still found it hard to abandon the welded pieces of your conjoined hearts.

Unlike Wriothesley, you had chosen to return to the surface after you finished serving your sentence.

It was lonelier beneath the crushing pressure of the sea without you. He made sure you knew that, too, always bringing it up whenever you came by to visit in the most nonchalant ways.

The Fortress of Meropide was a home both of you had discovered after years of being without one. "Come home already," he used to complain when he was still just a regular inmate and you were dropping by with a care package. "I miss you."

Nowadays, he made certain you understood the gap in his heart without you by other means. Like, say, when he would invite you personally to his office for a cup of tea and some cake, which was a rare treat you missed out on as kids.

Once, you called him out for attempting to bribe you back down into the iron fortress which he, of course, denied with his chest. Still, you never failed to make the trip down despite your outspoken disinterest in being back in the prison, and his weak offer of sweets since you now worked at one of the most prestigious bakeries in the city.

You had initially greeted him this time with your hands all over him, arms wrapped so tightly around his neck in a hug that he could barely breathe. Sweet smiles and kisses pressed to his cheeks and fingers pinching his nose—every action endearing and a remnant of your childhood spent together.

Now, you're seething in the office at his simple question: how are things on the surface?

"... That's when I turned to Lady Furina and, get this, she somehow ate every pastry I'd brought in a matter of seconds!" You huff, pacing back and forth in front of Wriothesley's desk while you rant about your latest visit with the Archon.

Furina was often in your schedule in one way or another, and almost always she wanted you to bring along sweets from the shop you worked at.

Wriothesley finds humour in your woes, following you around in your pacing with his arms folded over his chest.

"You know, you could just show up to your audiences with her without treats."

"She would call high treason and toss me back in prison!"

The Duke just snorts, earning him a well-deserved glare. Even with the pull of your lips into a thin line and the narrowing of your eyes, he thinks you look like a breathing angel under the warm orange light of the office.

There was nothing in the world you could do that would make him stop loving you. Not even glaring daggers at him like he's your mortal enemy.

"You're exaggerating," he hums, trailing behind you once again as you pace around the desk.

"No, I'm not. She's absolutely crazy. She's insane—!"

He nearly bumps into your back when you suddenly halt in your steps, attention stolen from the conversation. The hands that were flailing around in the air to animate your anguish drop to your sides.

Wriothesley peers curiously over your shoulder at what has caused you to stop so abruptly.

Oh. Oh, Archons. He can sense the heat rising to his ears.

He feels as though he's been spotted in vulnerability, even though that isn't at all what has happened and that you would be the last person to judge him even if he was.

But he feels seen. Caught in the act of sentimentality just because you've picked out the book you gave him all those years ago when all you had was each other.

"You still have this?" You gawk, pulling the atlas from its prestigious position on his bookshelf. It's in a spot that he can always see as soon as he enters the room—in his direct line of sight, he has a part of you with him.

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Well, I just thought..." You consider the words for a moment, tasting them in your mouth before admitting embarrassingly, "I just thought you'd have thrown it out for a newer atlas. You know this is out of date, right? Half the oasis in Sumeru is covered in sand now."

"Why would I ever throw it out?"

"It's old," you lament again.

"And?"

"And... you can't even use it?" Your statement comes out more as a question and he can't help but roll his eyes.

"I can still use it," he insists.

You raise a brow, slotting the book back into its regular spot. "Good luck. When are you ever going to have time to do that, oh great and powerful Lord of the Fortress of Meropide?"

He ignores your little jab, as he's gotten so good at throughout his life. There's a sense of familiarity that rises in his chest, a strange nostalgia that drives him to open his mouth once more.

"Actually, about that..."

You turn to look at him again, hand coming up to brush the hair from his eyes. You always used to scold him for not taming it better. Now it seems permanently stuck as a fluffy mess.

"What is it?"

Your fingers graze his skin and he falls apart on the spot, feeling as though you had just tipped him over the edge of the cliff he's been too afraid to dive off of.

His hand catches yours, holding it just beside his cheek for a moment before lowering it to his side and tugging you just a little closer.

If he didn't ask now, would he ever?

"Let's leave this place," he murmurs, reciting the dream you promised him when he was twelve years old. "Let's travel all across Teyvat."

The silence that follows is so loud that it makes his ears ring. For a moment he falters, thinking he may have misread the situation and in turn whatever feelings he thought you may have harboured for him.

But then you take a daring step forward, nearly flush against his body. There's a look of wonder in your eyes that makes his heart race.

"Just you and me?"

"Just you and me." Just us.

There's a heavy implication behind that and you both know it. More than a proposal to chase a dream of bygone days, it's starting to sound like a confession. In his own roundabout ways, of course.

He can see the hitching of your breath, the subtle widening of your eyes, and all he wants to do is laugh at how seriously adorable you look.

"And what about the Fortress?"

"People here are less problematic nowadays than you may think."

"Won't the paperwork back up?"

"I can deal with it whenever I come back."

"Why me?"

Another silence.

"You ask too many questions," he says quietly, dodging your interrogation. In reality, he already has an answer. It's instantaneous, resting comfortably in his mouth but never leaving.

Why would it ever be anyone else?

He's having trouble focusing on anything right now with your chests so close together and his thumb running along your knuckles.

"Wriothesley," you say his name and it sounds like honey, the sweetest thing in all of Teyvat. And the look you're giving him, so touched and melting into nothing but a smiling mess—he isn't sure his heart can handle this. "I can't believe you remembered that."

"You kiddin'?" He laughs, slowly closing the distance between you. "It's all I've thought about my whole life."

He watches you carefully as you swallow down the lump in your throat. Your hand squeezes his and that's when he knows he's got you. You kiss him and he can feel the curve of your lips, the ever growing smile on your face meeting his. His knees are on the verge of buckling by the time you pull away.

"Surely you'll miss this place in your absence. This is your home now, isn't it?" You tease.

"Well, you know what they say." He gives you a grin so wide that his eyes crinkle. "Home is where the heart is."

It didn't matter if you were braving a sandstorm or the rainforest or the depths of the sea.

Wherever you were, you would be his dream. You would be his home, too—just as you always had been for as long as he could remember.

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