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starz222 · 1 year

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GENSHIN MEN — hcs. their fave past time

ft. scara, kazuha, albedo, thoma, al haitham, xiao, kaeya, heizou, venti

notes. i go into detail, might be ooc, but i am confident in kaeya. i don't know shit abt calligraphy, composing, or playing violin. and i'm too lazy 2 research lawl. also this is my personal opinion! not proofread.

scaramouche — journaling

he keeps things to himself, and he doesn't like to open up. though he's been through hell and back, he still wouldn't dare to talk about his feelings. that's why, he writes them. i don't think he'll stay consistent, halfway through writing he'd go— what the hell am i even doing? but he'll still write, he doesn't realize it himself but he's grown attached to journaling. it's made his handwriting a lot more elegant as well. it's also helped him to analyze things a lot more easily, journaling keeps his thoughts organized. it stops his mind from going to chaos— and slowly believing he does have a heart.

kazuha — calligraphy

a descendant of the kaedehara clan, a samurai and a poet. he'll often find himself participating or doing things such as calligraphy. he'll be in a cold room, sitting on the floor doing calligraphy on a table. and god, is it the most beautiful. the strokes he makes with his brush always have the right amount of pressure, and there's barely any smudges or mistakes. his calligraphy is clean and neat.

albedo — composing / sketching

we all know he sketches. around dragonspire, he'd probably sit on a rock and sketch the surroundings. he'd have messy lines, but the picture he creates ties it all together. he dabbles in realism, and he definitely puts all the intricate little details.

composing? think about it. he'd have a small book full of music snippets. he understands music theory like the back of his hand, and he hears it all playing in his head. real question is if he's ever going to play them. the songs would be like classical music, mainly piano and violin. the songs are based off his discoveries, and his environment.

thoma — knitting / crocheting

he's so considerate, and he loves handmade things. when he has breaks or free time, or if he can while running errands, he'll be crocheting. trust me, crocheting is addictive. using thin yarn and a small hook, he'll crochet the center pieces of the tables for the kamisato estate. for gifts, he'd make beanies or gloves for winter. and taroumaru? he makes little accessories for him too. he mostly crochets bags and plushies because— bags for gifts for visitors. plushies for children! (and itto when he stops by.)

al haitham — playing piano

usually, all he wants is a moment's peace. he has his headphones– yes. but playing piano just brings him so much more comfort, and he doesn't understand why. he'll try playing at first, and he wouldn't get it. that's why he'd be set on mastering piano. he loses himself when he plays piano. he'll learn lots of songs and make it his goal to master all of them. he's almost got a perfect pitch. kaveh would be shocked at how al haitham looks when he plays. and yes, he's the reason why al haitham knows so many songs. it's because kaveh requests him to play them.

xiao — cloudspotting / stargazing

he doesn't like to slack off. he likes to do things that he believes have purpose. so, it's not often that he takes breaks. he denies the fact that he actually does. after accomplishing his duties as liyue's yaksha, he'll find himself staring up at the sky, lying down on the soft grass. day, afternoon, night. he finds peace and solace during moments like those— like all of his pain didn't exist anymore. he listens to the sounds of nature, the birds chirping, the ait whistling. he'll find himself in a creative state of mind. he sees clouds and he'll picture them as something else, once he saw one that looked like guoba. under the starry night sky, he'll trace the stars with his finger, for ming constellations.

kaeya — baking

the grandmas in mondstadt definitely gift him homemade baked goods. they'll go up to him personally too, and he'd walk them home, gift in hand. he would eat it with them and say how delicious it is, (let's not lie because when grandmas cook, fuck it's good.) then they'd offer him the recipe. he'll go do paperwork and see the handwritten recipe lying on the same desk, and he'll think of attempting it. after a few tries, he's gotten the hang of it. once he believes it's good enough, he shares it with the knights at favonius and the lady who gave him the recipe!

heizou — playing violin

sherlock holmes of teyvat. when he's hit a wall in his cases, or just needs a quick session of brainstorming, he'll go play violin. his playing is magnificent, it reels you in. he plays difficult songs, and he's talented. watching him play is like getting hypnotized, the way he plays the violin has such a captivating aura to it. he'll definitely be able to play a song after hearing it once, and i believe that he has perfect pitch.

venti — planting / gardening

it started off when he got so drunk one night, he saw a plant in mondstadt bending down, and he made it his rightly duty to cure them! ever since, it's become a habit. he takes care of plants and having so much freedom, he goes wherever he wants and takes care of the plants as much as he likes. he'll also help by using his powers as the anemo archon to spread the seeds of the flowers and make sure every plant gets properly watered. also since he's too scared to touch them, he'll just make the insects fly away.

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ivorysyrniki · 9 months

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chapter three: small (venti)

pairing: venti/reader

title: Everything I Know About Love

summary: You finally find the place where they sell Dandelion Wine.

tags: fluff, friends to lovers, slow burn, eventual smut, love confessions

notes: biweekly updates. also posted on ao3. fridays.

parts: chapter three - chapter four

Mondstadt is beautiful. With the wind ever-present and the moon high up in the sky greeting its citizens. The people are all walking around, running errands, shouting from their stalls, even at this time of night. Bards play their lyres and sing their archon's name, who left just about a year ago, but still, the memory of him appears to be fresh in their minds. Children run around and play together, while some of them sell flowers to those that venture from other nations.

The winds carry the fragrances of cecilias and windwheel asters, dancing with bright green leaves.

Barbatos is hiding in your bag, but his tiny face emerges from a little hole to look around. He emits a sound akin to a whistle of the wind, exuding a bright tone almost as if he is telling you that he is content with what he is seeing. You have always found his techniques odd, for he does not govern his people directly. It is so starkly different from the other gods that you have met in the past, and those gods have already started their gentle yet firm reign on their nations as soon as they received the right to one of the divine seats. He did start his immediately, but left after he decided that his people could take on life in their own ways.

He does, in a way, remind you of a parent.

Before this little sightseeing, Barbatos had insisted you call him Venti, and had told you that he had left his nation yesteryear to avoid being a tyrannical leader. Having known him from the legends, you vehemently disagreed that he would make one given the stories passed down by word-of-mouth, but he only shook his head at you and said that by any means, he wouldn't take any chances. And so he transforms from the form of a young boy to a wisp and hides in the worn bag you drag around everywhere.

You had no right to complain. After all, this is his nation, you have to obey his rules. You begrudgingly headed to the City of Winds and Idylls, and marvelled at the scenery before you. Now, you are clueless about where to go. Where was the tavern that sells the marvellous Dandelion Wine?

You try to scan your surroundings, listening to the stall and shop owners.

"Meat is on sale!"

"Come and join our group!"

"There is definitely something that will catch your eye!"

Nothing seems to head in the direction of the finest wine. You are too occupied with looking for a way that you do not notice your bag buzzing like a bee. You open the bag discreetly after realizing it. Barbatos looks at you and flies in the right direction of the bag. You look at him and the direction he pointed to. And sure enough, it leads to an alleyway.

You close the bag and allow him to hide once more. You head to the alleyway he pointed at, walking faster and faster until you reach the tavern.

Angel's Share.

"May I help you?"

A man dressed to the nines approaches you. Red hair flaming down his shoulders, piercing red eyes staring at you as the question rolls softly off his tongue.

"I- uh…" you stammer, feeling the slight buzzing that nests in your bag. "I came here for Dandelion Wine."

"Ah, I see." he smiles, icy exterior melting away. He points to the door with an open palm. "Please come this way. We sell the finest."

You stare at him for a few seconds, before walking towards the door slowly. You press your hand and wrap your fingers at the doorknob. The doorknob turns under the weight of your hand.

The music from lyres, guitars, flutes, and even the ice from beers ring from the tavern in complete harmony. The chatter adds to it like a cherry on top of the cake. Aromas of wine, beer, and alcohol haze through the air in a hot mist that envelops you as you enter.

Another man greets you as you close the door behind you. He asks for your order, and you meekly say, "One cup of Dandelion Wine, please."

He laughs, "Ha! Once you have a taste, you won't stop!"

You simply stare at him as he pours a drink on a silver goblet. He states, "Now, let this sit for twelve minutes. That's what the folks in high-class society do."

"Thank you," you take the goblet from the counter and turn to the seating area. You decide not to fight the other customers with the seat at the back, walking upwards the stairs with the silver goblet at hand, carefully trying to steady it so as to not let the wine escape the goblet. It reeks of its alcoholic tones however it does smell delicious, that you would admit, but it does look pretty unassuming, not as good-looking as other wines.

When you find your seat, you sit for twelve minutes in total silence, with Barbatos—now out of his wisp form and back to the young boy—beside you, also admiring the silver goblet. His eyes blink as he smiles. He wipes his mouth from time to time as if trying to avoid himself from salivating.

You assume that Dandelion Wine is indeed his favourite.

Once twelve minutes pass, Barbatos gestures for you to taste it. The smile is still on his face. He does look like he is shining—features ethereal. If you were a human, you would be suspicious if he was truly one of your kind.

You move your arm and take the goblet, sniffing the aroma of the wine, before taking a sip. It took you a long, arduous time for this one sip and with the expectations rising in your heart, you close your eyes for the whole experience.

As soon as the famed wine hits your tongue, however, you say…

“It doesn’t taste so good…”

#eikal-venti #everythingiknowaboutloveventi #genshinimpact #genshin imagines #genshin venti #venti #genshin impact #fanfiction #genshin fanfiction #a03 #series #slowburn #eventual smut #venti x reader #reader #self insert #gender neutral #gender neutral mc #venti/reader

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aetheternity · 1 year

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If you’re making a butchered character roundup, Venti needs to be at the top. The fandom takes this deeply traumatized kind playful and free-spirited god who loves his lost friend, his nation and his people, and has saved Mondstadt from Decarabian, Durin, Ursa the Drake, The Lawrence clan, and Stormterror- to “ehe useless drunkard who can’t take anything seriously” And they call Barbara dense 🙄

Everyone on my page knows Venti is my baby but I'll be honest if I really talked about how badly the fandom treats him I'd never shut up. You can always tell the difference between Venti stans and fanon Venti stans.

Also Also I'm gonna say it: Venti being an alcoholic really isn't funny. I don't really like how it's handled in game and I don't like how the fandom acts like it's so tee hee funny funny. Like no he's drinking his feelings whenever he has the mora to do so or whenever he can sneak a glass. Poor baby stays smiling and I just wonder how many nights he's spent sobbing his eyes out with a bottle in hand because constantly being the happy go lucky person can not possibly stay when he's truly alone with his thoughts.

And another thing about his lost friend the only time I ever see anyone bring him up is to debate that he was fifteen. God forbid we talk about how deeply pained and how influential this beautiful person must have been to Venti for him to recreate his body exactly and then live the rest of his life making sure people never forget this person who he loved with all of his heart. But yeah sure let's start another stupid age debate that holds zero water because Venti is his own person no matter if he recreated his friends body or not.

And I find it extremely uncomfortable how the fandom seems to think he just took over his friends dead corpse and has been animating the thing for who even knows how long. Like do they realize how fucked up that is??

Not to mention the blatant disregard for Venti's incredibly soft heart. He saved Traveler's life despite knowing nothing about them outside of they stole anemo power from the seven and then disrupted his talk with Dvalin. He freed Stanley from the turmoil of carrying his friends soul along with him everywhere. He gave Dvalin, Mondstadt and Vanessa freedom, He created an entire city for his people to populate in, He calls his people his children. He's honestly the sweetest guy and anyone would be so lucky to have a Venti in their life.

People never talk about all of the good the archons have done for their nations and themselves outside of Nahida and it makes my blood boil. It's always "they didn't tell Traveler about their sibling!" Like it does actually make perfect sense that Nahida is the only one with actual information you dumbasses!! Nahida has a link to what is basically Teyvat's database! What do the other archons have their own SIGHT. Venti was probably asleep when the sibling came through his nation, I have no idea what Zhongli might have been doing and Ei wasn't even paying attention to her goddammed nation! She had a puppet running the show.

Let me stop ranting because I'm already starting to shake again. I just wish this fandom didn't look at everything at face value. I want more people to see the Venti that me and other Venti stans have fallen in love with. He deserves so much. Like most people don't even fully understand why Venti doesn't run his nation even though he EXPLAINS IT TO THE TRAVELER IN GAME.

Ugggghhh ok I'm done.

#Might have to add a read more to this post later cause I went on and on #cal answers #anon ask

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abyssruler · 2 years

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Hello! What are your thoughts on the other archons and how would you rank them in terms of how a good a leader they are/were? Love your blog <3

ahh archons, i love em so i’m glad you asked, anon! we haven’t met the other 3 yet so for now i’m only gonna be ranking the four we’ve met so far. so here goes! (disclaimer: this is just my opinion)

in terms of being a good leader, number one is, of course, zhongli.

a lot of people misconstrue his intentions during the liyue archon quest as him abandoning liyue and leaving them to fend for themselves. but that’s not it at all. he wanted liyue to become independent of their god and throughout the entire debacle with osial he was ready to step in should liyue prove not ready to fare for themselves. he was a good leader for liyue, he helped and guided its people from the beginning and taught them everything they needed to know so they can thrive. he didn’t want them to be too reliant on him, he wanted liyue to grow on their own and create a new era without him. he had done everything he can to prepare them. and like a parent sending their kid off to college, he let liyue become its own nation while still keeping watch from afar, as proven in the chasm archon quest.

now i’ve seen people mad about him ‘lying’ and saying he was useless because he refused to tell the traveler anything about khaenri’ah. but he was under a contract. him being the god of contracts, of course he wouldn’t break it for anything. i dislike it so much when people mistake his actions as him being uncaring when it’s evident he cares a lot about liyue and traveler, as seen from our conversation with him at guyun stone forest during his first story quest. yeah, he lied about not being in the chasm, but as stated earlier, he watches liyue from afar. of course he wouldn’t say he was there because zhongli the mortal would have no business being near the chasm during that time.

he’s honestly one of the characters that made me start playing genshin. i saw an art of him here on tumblr that looked amazing and i instantly liked him. in game first impression though? not very impressed. he seemed like a mediocre guy at first and kinda boring to me, even when he was revealed as the geo archon i didn’t really care for him all that much. whenever my friend gushed on him all i could do was 😐. reading fics of him really changed my opinion on him and now he’s one of my favorites. can’t ever imagine not loving that old grandpa.

second in terms of being a good leader is venti.

you can say all you want about him being a ‘lazy archon’ and ‘ignoring mondstadt’ during their time of need, but i’ll be side-eyeing you with a judging look the entire time. venti is so far from being a neglectful archon, like, yes he’s carefree and he isn’t as hands on with ruling like ei or zhongli, but he comes when his people need him and provides for them in the shadows. he didn’t rule mondstadt because he was lazy, he wanted them to be free and to live peacefully. the thing about ‘letting’ the lawrences enslave people and become tyrants wasn’t his fault. he’d been asleep for a thousand years, thinking they’d be alright without him, and when he came back and saw the state mond was in, he didn’t hesitate to help them. in the archon quest too, instead of letting the traveler, diluc, and jean fight dvalin all on their own, he went and fought with them.

venti has and always will have a special place in my heart. he’s the first person in game to catch my attention, and when we had to leave him in windrise to go to liyue, i was so devastated because i didn’t want to. mhy was so right for choosing him to be the first archon we meet because he just has that comforting aura about him. really my number one comfort character. the way he canonically thinks of mondstadt and its people as his children is so 😭❤️ i absolutely adore him and that will never change.

kusanali/nahida is at number three in terms of being a good leader. so you may be wondering, why not ei? i’ll answer it on her part.

so i was ambivalent towards her when she was first leaked, i had some gripes about her design and i thought i would remain indifferent to her when we meet her in the archon quest, but man, mhy did a great job with sumeru’s storyline. it’s become one of my most favorite archon quests to date. i know there’s a lot of issued regarding her design but you honestly can’t say you didn’t at least feel a bit of pity for her during the archon quest. she’s so intellectual while still being so naive, being a young god but still older than her people. kusanali isn’t a leader, she’s more of a guide to her people and prefers to hide rather than show herself. i’d say she has a low self esteem and constantly compares herself to the former dendro archon. the major reason why she’s so passive with regards to issues in sumeru is that she thinks that this is what the former dendro archon would have wanted and that she has no right to change that because she’s only a replacement.

she does help sumeru in her own ways, however small and unseen they may be. and even then, that’s probably how she wants it to be. if she had more courage and less doubts, if she showed herself to the public and dismantled the sages, she would be a good leader. she’s already empathetic to her people, all she really needs is the right push to take matters into her own hands.

overall, she’s adorable but not very leader material. i hope that changes and that she’s forced to be a more active archon in the following archon quests.

now, you’d think that being my favorite archon would grant her a higher position, but no, ei is strictly in last place in terms of being a good leader. i answered an ask a while ago on my thoughts about ei here!

yes she redeemed herself at the end of her second story quest, but the scars left behind by the sakoku decree and the civil war against watatsumi island aren’t so easily forgotten.

first and foremost, ei is a warrior. she wasn’t built to be a leader nor did she ever expect herself to govern inazuma because makoto had always been there to do it. to be so suddenly put into that kind of position would make anyone make a few mistakes here and there, but ei took it to a whole nother level. she was stubborn in her beliefs, she placed great respect in strength which was why it only took the traveler defeating her to make her think on her decisions. ei isn’t entirely heartless, but she forced herself to become unfeeling which led to the state inazuma was in when the traveler got there.

in her eyes, she thought she was doing what was best for inazuma. what she saw in khaenri’ah probably traumatized her to the point she became obsessed with the idea of eternity so inazuma won’t suffer the same fate as khaenri’ah. still, that doesn’t excuse her actions. she inadvertently caused her people to go mad, those whose visions were taken away were literally going crazy. she never resolved the issue with watatsumi, only put a bandaid on it and hoped for the best. she made sara do all the work on rebuilding relations with watatsumi island. she never truly repented for her actions, only realized she was mistaken and resolved to do better. that isn’t good leadership. she let the fatui do their machinations in inazuma, fully knowing how that would affect her people, yet she still did it. i love her, don’t get me wrong, but ei is a very flawed character. she’s learning though, which is better than nothing. she’s actively seeking to do better for her people and trying to understand them, however clumsy she may be.

i would have put kusanali at last place, but she didn’t ignore her nation’s civil war and let the fatui do as they pleased in her country.

#that theory about kusanali actually being rukkhadevata is interesting #also very plausible #like she’s a weakened version of her #can’t wait to see what the world forget me thing is about #asks #anon #zhongli #venti #kusanali #nahida #ei #raiden shogun #genshin impact #ash talks #meta

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sword-dad-fukuzawa · 1 year

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i know this fic was a while back ago but overturn eternity for a little behind the scenes tour? one scene that really sticks in my head was the kayea and venti conversation in terms of just. how you view the archons and how much they 'know' about the world/people around them. And Also just how aware Ei/The Shogun are of the rebellion in Inazuma, especially since Sara is basically the biggest information leak she has.

NONNIEEEEE I AM HUGGING YOU!!!! YESSS okay I had to dig a little deep to remember this one (overturn eternity is?? over a year old?? i did not realize it's been that long) but that scene. HAHA THAT SCENE. You may be pleased to know that scene is one of the first parts of the fic I dreamed up. This will be a very long answer lMAO.

“I think that in another life,” said Venti, his fingers clasping Kaeya’s earnestly, “you might have been one of mine.”

Kaeya only stared down at the little bard, amused and a little disconcerted. “One of yours? One of your fellows, you mean?”

The bard laughed and bid him farewell without a second glance. There was a sparking effervescent joy to him, and also some unexplainable sadness.

But that is how all performers are. Kaeya knew this all too well.

This part? I'm pretty sure it came to me in a vision slash prophecy slash fever dream and I put it into my notes app to remember for later. From this one exchange spawned an entire fic.

What would it take for Kaeya to not be one of Venti's? I think that Venti considers every Mondstadter one of his children, adopted or no, and it really tickled me--would Venti, one of the oldest archons who seems in tune with the rhythms of the world to a degree few other characters are, see something in Kaeya so heart achingly familiar that he'd feel compelled to say this? I imagined it as a sort of deja vu, a prophecy not quite fulfilled. I couldn't stop thinking about it.

And at the time I was heavily dissatisfied with the writing of the Inazuma archon quest. I was bitter about Kokomi not being a cool tactician, about Ei's decent into waifu-hood, about Ayaka being soft and kind in a way utterly incongruous with the war story that the quest promised. So I thought--why not rewrite the whole thing? And what if Kaeya was a Kamisato instead of a Ragnvindr, raised alongside the Kamisato siblings and comrades with Thoma? Then since I was knee-deep in Punishing Gray Raven at the time, I thought, let's give him the Shuumatsuban to command. Let's write about a totally different sort of Kaeya.

I also wanted a grand romance, so I threw Diluc into the story. He's a Ragnvindr--rebellion is in his blood--and then the conceits of the narrative were written to facilitate that. I wanted to write about the Kamisatos as snakes in the grass more than anything, and Kaeya as the sharpest of them. Something completely different than what we were given in-game. Something that enraptures and scares and interests Diluc all at once.

Which meant I had to deal with Ei. I was at the time enraptured by the idea of a love triangle between Ei, Kokomi, and Sara--Sara backed into a corner, torn between her slavish devotion to the god who saved her and the very mortal temptations of a beautiful woman who loves her back. Or claims to. Of course Sara is a means to the end for both of them, because my Kokomi is a ruthless opportunist and Ei is...Ei. A tyrant, but a distant one.

Ultimately, Ei's flaw as a ruler is she doesn't...care. She would never do what Venti does and acknowledge a mortal as one of hers, even though he is, in this life. She's shut away in her Tenshukaku and is significantly meaner about it than in canon. This is what tears Sara apart even more than loving Kokomi--is a god not meant to rule over her people? Doesn't this mean being involved? What kind of ruler doesn't know anything about her people?

I think my view on the archons in this fic is that they are severely, cripplingly not human. They mostly suffer from "watch from afar" disease and when they do meddle, in Ei's case, it's in the pursuit of something that the public doesn't understand nor care for. Venti suffers from the same thing, as he only shows up to make things complicated and then leave. He's busy with his songs and prophecies, though I'm more charitable to him in the narrative, I think.

I wanted Overturn Eternity to be more about people, I think. It's why I tried to ground everything in exaggeratedly descriptive language. It's about humans breaking against each other and loving each other and doing their best. So the villains of the piece are the ones that are the least human. I'm sure you might be able to guess who the final bosses are even if I haven't quite gotten to that part yet ;)

#[dusts hands off] hehe! hope you enjoyed the answer :)#i love this fic it has a v v special place in my heart #writing it is slow going tho bc of the huge cast and the many story threads im trying to pull at once sfnjksdnfdsf #backstage tours

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simping-impact · 2 years

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Divine punishment

Warnings: yandere behavior, character death, death details (decapitation), Suicide

“Your grace! Please! Forgive the sins we have commited.” The cries of archons and their people sang loudly. You stand still, back facing their kneeling forms. The sun was about to set. You’ve always loved how pretty genshin impacts scenery is. You payed no mind to the hundreds of cries behind you as you stand atop starsnatch cliff. Taking your time to admire all the pretty details you’ve hadn’t had the chance to appreciate. How long has it been since you were transported to this world? You had already forgotten. The numerous torture and punishments filled your mind that you never had payed attention to the days that passed by. The cuts and bruises that littered your body was now erased. But the memory of pain will never be gone from your scarred mind. You wanted to be angry at them. You wanted to punish them for all the wrong they did to you. But why is it that you couldn’t? You lacked the energy to do anything.

You were pulled out of your thoughts when someone yanked the clothes you were wearing. You turned to see a child in the verge of tears, holding a small dandelion as a gift to you. Your heart ached. You’ve always had a soft spot for children.

“Archons.” The archons who were kneeling face to the ground suddenly lifted their heads. Their faces were filled with a mixture of hope and panic as they looked to their God.

“What is it, your grace?” The geo archon questioned as he watched how you kept patting the child’s head.

“Please get someone to take all the children far away from starsnatch cliff.” You stated coldly as you gently nudged the child beside you to go to the geo archon.

The geo archon nodded. “I shall escort them far away, your grace-“

“No. I need someone else to escort them. You stay there.”

Zhongli was taken aback by your response but followed your order. He took the child in front of him and asked one person from the millelith to gather all the children in the sea of people and seek shelter at mondstadt.

As they were following the order given by their God, you went back to admiring the setting sun.

When the children were gone stars were starting to appear at the sky. The people of teyvat have been kneeling behind you for hours now. You sighed as you reached your hand out in front of you. Stars and constellations danced in your palms as you looked at it with sorrow. All of that pain just because you never knew you even had powers. The people kept crying and you were starting to get annoyed by it. But one persons cry was the last straw.

“Your grace! We accept any divine punishment! Even death!” Someone in the crowd cried. You chuckled at the cry.

“I have thought about it.” You started. The people behind you instantly silenced to hear your words. “I’ve thought what punishment i shall give for all the things you all have done to me.”

Dread filled everyones stomachs as they realized what their God was about to do.

The stars in your palms created a sword and you held it with uncertainty. “But i’ve realized that by wrecking havoc upon the land and punishment by death won’t do me no good nor closure. It will just be a easy escape for all of you, no?” You raised your head and turned around to face the people that caused you so much pain. You looked at each and every archons eyes. They looked pathetic.

“So i decided that this punishment will be the best.” You stated.

The archons were waiting for your punishment. The dread was filling them up to the point they wanted to throw up.

No one expected to hear a thump. As your body fell forward. Headless.

You decapitated yourself in front of them, as punishment. Their God willingly abandoned them.

Venti was the first one to scream in terror. Zhongli was the next one to leave the state of shock. He rushed over your body that is now surrounded by golden liquid. Proof that you are their God. He was desperately trying to think of a way to save you. But deep inside he knows there is no way to bring you back to life. Ei was still there in the ground. Frozen in fear.

Your head was in front of her, your eyes were closed as if you were sleeping. But the golden liquid thats trickling down to her knees is whats bothering her. It hasn’t sinked in to her mind what had happened. In fact, it hasn’t sinked in to everyones mind that they just witnessed their God commit suicide.

They were beyond forgiveness. That was your final message to them.

#genshin self aware #genshin impact #yandere genshin impact #genshin cult au #genshin impact self aware au

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greenteaanon · 2 years

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The Deity of Life

Genshin sagau Fluff Au

Gender Neutral Reader

(Use of both Mom and Dad at times)

part 1 part 2

"Oh Aether I missed you so much..." You whispered as you caressed his hair gently and pulled away realizing; "Aether... Where's your Sister?" You asked you can feel him visibly flinch "Uhm..well..about that" Aether Stuttered about his little pixie friend peeped in "She Missing, And We're looking for her!"

"YOU WHAT??" You Gasped in shock, "You lost..your Sister!?" You scolded Aether for the next 5 minutes. Venti snickered at Mondstadt's Honorary Knight being reduced to a apologizing mess by their God forgetting about the fact that Aether just called their God "Mom"

"Dad I'm sorry, Please I really don't know what happened" Aether pleaded no longer wanted to get scolded in the middle of Mondstadt's streets.

"Still it's no excuse to lose your sister— Oh but at least I know one of you is safe... though I'm not letting you adventure all on your own" you continued. "Mom please not Infront of my friends" Aether spoke up a only for you to hear

"Fine, Now Come sit with us" you pulled him to the table at good hunter. He sat right next to you flushed. "Wait..wait...Aether, your parent is the All Creator??" Jean stammered out. "yea....I didn't think to tell you all since me and my sister been travelling worlds and all"

"You were lucky that one was here when you landed, I was planning it for Months when you were away, Now no more trouble making young man" you said as you ruffled his head. you being significantly taller than him with the perks of head patting your kids.

“Now lets go and get ready to go to Liyue” you said as you walked back to the gates of the City. “Ah Dad! Wait”

You being the God of Everything and all had to put on a disguise as to not panic everyone around. Seems like your plan of visiting in your form was canceled, Again.

But you would do anything for The twins, since they were your first creations, you out on a disguise of a traveler as well and set off to Liyue Harbor. “Straight to the Harbor?” “mmhm!” Aether Nodded. You smiled at him. you truly loved your creations but Aether and his sister was another thing. You can truly call them your children.

Before you know it you arrived at the harbor. “Your going to the Rite of Descension aren’t you? I haven't seen Morax in a while, it would be nice to see him” you whispered the last part. “So I could've had a free and fast pass to meeting a god....” he just stared at you. “Now that would be easier, Take this as punishment of Losing your sister” You once again patted his head. “moooom....stoph its embarassing...” he quietly whined out. “To think that Aether’s only weakness is his parent, I would almost not believe it” Paimon said floating up and down eating some Chicken Mushroom Skewers.

You talked to Locals about the rite of Descension and then the three of you went up to Yujing terrace. As you step on the top of the stairs you saw a familiar face “Sweetie, Go Find us a good spot, I need to go talk to someone”

You approached a sweet old woman, “Hello Madame Ping!” “Oh Dear Me! Your Grace, Its wonderful to see you”

“You too, I must be going now, The rite of Descension is about to start, Well Catch up later”

“Perhaps with a cup of tea?” She asks

“Of Course, See you then!” You waved good bye to Madame Ping.

“Sorry I had to leave you alone there Hun, Looks like its about to start.” You once again patted his head for the nth time. “We need to go up front, We cant see Squat back here!” Paimon said. You were just a tad bit taller than other people can still see. Both of them Rush Forward. as you stayed in the near back due to your height. “The Hour is Upon us” The Tianquan Ningguang said as rocks of Geo started circling her as it shot up from the sky. Leaving an Opening and a whirlwind appeared ‘Something isn’t right’ you thought as the whirlwind began to turn black. Then red lightning Struck as a body of a dragon fell to the Table filled with offerings. Everyone Gasped as Nigguang walked over you wanted to take a look too, but you dare not risk it. As everyone started whispering about on what happened. Ningguang stood up turned to Millelith guards on stand by. “Rex Lapis Has been Killed! Seal the Exits!”

“Did she just say Rex Lapis is Dead!?” Paimon Spoke “Looks like the Millelith are interviewing suspects who got too close” You said. As Aether Turned to Run. “Aether Sweetie Where are you Heading?” you turned about to Grab His arm. When he Ran- “Aether Young Man Get Back here!-” You Immediately Run After him. Aether Started Hiding Behind the buildings climbing on the walls. Nearing the Stairs. You lost Aether as he stepped on a broken vase. “Oh Dear Myself-” You Whispered, you were still a little far behind. So you chose not to move, Millelith Soldiers swarm him and corner him. “Hey Buddy Hold Still”

That Familiar Aura, It was none Other than the Child You helped in the abyss, Ajax.

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This draft is actually from Last Year approximately December 26, 2021 I think

BEGONE FROM MY DRAFTS YOU FOUL BEAST

#tea's rotting drafts #greenteaanon #sagau #genshin fanfic #prince tea shitposts #genshin sagau #genshin impact sagau #genshin cult au #genshin impact #genshin impact cult au

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chocoenvy · 2 years

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Okay but imagine the chaos that is the twins playing windtrace. That's it that's my brainrot

OMFG THANK YOU FUWON I LOVE YOU FOR THIS

"T/N! PROP HUNT! PLAY WITH ME NOW! I'LL DESTROY YOU PUNK!"

"fUCKING BET!"

Y/n destroying everybody at being the seeker, their fps skills shining as they bolt from across the map to slap Diluc in his Retribution loving ass.

T/n being the last hider as they sneak over to get the blessing in the middle of the field, Y/n just grazes their skin and their gone. Just the slightest bit of movement and y/n is over there, sweeping through the map as fast as they can.

Their acolytes on the sidelines can't help but cheer (at first they wondered if they could cheer but the clutches are just too good).

Y/n as the hider and t/n as the hunter would be hell.

Do you know what y/n would do?:

Venti and Y/n hiding near each other.

Y/n: "Venti, say it."

Venti: "Your grace-!"

Y/n: "Say. It. Or I'm ratting you out."

Venti: "FUCK- I'M A DIAPER BOY OKAY-"

T/n: "Tag :D" (they knew where he was the entire time just wanted to fuck with him)

t/n: *playing the lyre beautifully, probably playing the ost for dragonspine, isabella's lullaby, mondstadt ost, game opening*

y/n: *AMONG US MUSIC INTESIFIES, RICKROLL, TAR-TAR-TAGLIA*

Venti: *tearing up* "It was all worth it. this is what mondstadt stands for."

*y/n in the domain* "So for the monsters at the end of this domain we need zhongli to shield first, then xingqiu to do his e, pop the q, then-" *falls off the edge of that one invisible floor minigame.*

Zhongli immediately offering to carry them through the domain.

T/n getting stuck in one of the water bubbles, y/n turning around to laugh at them all "HA FUCKING LOS-" *gets stuck*

their acolytes love them, would burn all of Teyvat and worse for them, but during the windblume event they realized that their gods were still children. Lovely children that deserved the world and more, but still immature and human. Humans that hadn't fallen into the role of god yet.

"CAN IT BE WINDBLUME ALL YEAR??? MONDSTAT IS SO PRETTY AND THE MINIGAMES ARE SO FUN I'VE NEVER LOVED TEYVAT AND MONDSTADT MORE<3!!!"

Venti, full on sobbing, "Anything you want my gods." and then aggressively but lovingly hugging the shit out of them. He's never been prouder of Mondstadt, the nation he and his best friend fought for.

#choco.asks #twin shenanigans #i loved this so much #thank you so much #i love my twins and windblume and mondstadt so much #this was just so much love packaged into one little text post #im so happy thank you<333

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bumbleklee · 3 years

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Lone Star (diluc x f!reader) - SFW

before reading: this is based on the song lone star by the front bottoms and deals with pregnancy, abortion and general angst (there’s a lot of crying). please read with discretion and remember you always have a choice. story is under cut for length and the topics discussed

You were going to tell Diluc. As soon as he woke up, you were going to tell him.

But Diluc woke up in such a sweet mood, stretching his arm out around your waist and pulling you back underneath the blankets. He whispered how much he loved you and pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

And then when you both had gotten out of bed, Diluc was actually excited about going to the bar that night to work. Absentmindedly talking about how Kaeya was away for the weekend on a commission. His hands never seemed to leave you, leaving loving touches on your shoulders or casually holding your hand.

You decided you were going to tell him the next day. Then Jean asked him to stop by the Knights Headquarters and when he returned back to your house, he was scowling. The next day, you swore.

But the next day turned into the next day turned into the next week. You were jittery and found it difficult to be around Diluc for more than five minutes without spilling your secret (except none of those times were the right time).

And as if the Gods had their own plan, you come home one evening to find Diluc sitting at the kitchen table. He was staring down at his lap and when you neared him, you saw the small pregnancy detector between his hands. You knew you should have hid it better.

“When were you going to tell me?”

Goodbye future, once so bright, meet my pregnant girlfriend Watch my bank account run dry, 437 dollars spent To put things back to the way they used to be

When you found out you were pregnant, you were mortified. You and Diluc had only been together for two years and you weren’t even married yet. Plus, you were both young - way too young to become parents.

You liked children. You really did. But being a mother wasn’t something in your line of sight, at least not anytime soon. Hell, you and Diluc never even had a serious talk about having children together one day and you weren’t even sure if he wanted any ever.

But you promised to yourself you wouldn’t let his opinions sway yours. You just needed to tell Diluc, ask him for some mora, and fix everything.

You contemplated not telling Diluc at all. You could just go ahead with the procedure alone, wipe your hands clean, and pretend like nothing happened. But Jean talked you out of this almost immediately.

“He needs to know,” She told you sternly, “He deserves to know before you do anything.”

Part of you regretted telling Jean in the first place. She was supportive of whatever decision you wanted to choose but her advice still made your stomach churn. But she was right and deep down you knew that. Plus, abortions weren’t preformed in Mondstadt and you would have to take a weekend trip to Fontaine and the carriage ride alone would wipe your bank account clean.

It wasn’t possible not to tell Diluc - so why was it so hard?

You were glad Diluc found the test on his own because you weren’t sure when you were ever going to tell him.

“It’s...I was planning to tell you…” You start, your words catching in your throat. Diluc looked up at you sharply, his eyes narrow and filled with an emotion you didn’t recognize.

“When?” He demanded, “Because you hiding this in the sole of your winter boot doesn’t seem like you were planning to tell me anytime soon.”

You placed both hands on your forehead, your gaze falling to the floor. Your chest felt heavy and fluttery at the same time, “I was...I don’t think I…” You couldn’t find the right words. Your stuttering filled with cheeks with heat and you felt sweat bead on your forehead. You weren’t ready for this kind of decision.

“What was your plan?” Diluc asked, his tone softer presumably at your anxious state. Neither of you dared to move but your eyes finally started to fill with tears. “Please, Y/N, what’s going on?”

“Hold on!” You snapped, your hands quickly scrubbing over your eyes. You refused to look at Diluc, too ashamed that you couldn’t even answer his questions. Diluc sighed and you heard the scraping of a chair on the wooden floor and two sturdy arms wrapped around your quivering form. When your breathing finally regulated, Diluc led you to the table and you two sat across from each other - the test in the middle.

You took a deep breath and when Diluc delicately took your hand, you started speaking.

“It’s been a few weeks,” You said, “I kept getting sick as soon as I’d get to the Headquarters in the morning and Jean took me to the cathedral just to see if I had a stomach bug and I guess based on my symptoms, they suggested I try a detector. And I wasn’t expecting it to be positive, Diluc, I swear. I was ready for it to be a fluke and Jean and I were going to have a laugh but it was positive and...I’m pregnant.”

Diluc gave your hand a reassuring squeeze.

“I know what I want to do but I needed to tell you about it first.”

“You...want to get rid of it, right?”

You had been set on an abortion since you first saw the positive test but hearing Diluc mumble those words caused your walls to break again. Your head hung down, tears falling down your face like a waterfall. Diluc reached over to brush your cheeks and you instinctively leaned into his touch, “I’m awful.”

“No you aren’t,” Diluc said softly. His voice was timid and you felt so, so guilty. “This is your decision and no matter what you want to do, I’m going to support you.”

“Didn’t you hear me?” You sobbed, “I’m going to get an abortion for our child! Why aren’t you angry with me?”

“I’m just upset you didn’t tell me sooner,” Diluc said, “You shouldn’t have to go through this alone.”

Your lips trembled and for the third time that hour, you burst into tears. Diluc stood up from his chair again and shifted your body so you were sitting on his lap. You rested your forehead on his shoulder and Diluc’s warm hands wrapped around you.

“Just rest,” He told you and you felt your eyes growing tired, “I love you.”

“I love you,” You mumbled, “And I’m sorry.”

When you woke up, you were nestled in your bed and Diluc was beside you packing a suitcase. For a moment, you just watched him fold your shirts gently and place them inside the bag.

He noticed your open eyes and leaned down to brush a piece of hair back, “We’re leaving at noon.”

Still, I woulda spent so much more But 437 dollars somehow shakes all responsibility But it's not easy

The carriage ride was silent. You mostly stared out the window but occasionally glanced at Diluc. He seemed remarkably calm, holding your hand and brushing his thumb over your forefingers, but you could tell he was just as nervous as you were.

“Should we talk about it?” You asked, your voice hardly a whisper. There was no one in the carriage with you, the coachman outside of earshot, but your words still felt too secretive. The only person who knew what you two were doing was Jean - everyone else assumed Diluc had a business inquiry in Fontaine.

Diluc nodded.

“I wish it didn’t come to this,” You said, “We should have been more careful.”

“Yeah.”

You chewed on your lip, returning to look out the window, “I think...one day I want kids.”

“Me too.”

“But we’re too young,” You spoke for both of you now, “I mean, I’m so busy with the Knights and the wine industry is doing so well. And I want to travel Teyvat! We can’t do that with kids.” Diluc silently agrees with you.

The procedure is painless, quick and very expensive. Your eyes widen at the number that comes out of the nurse’s mouth but Diluc hands over a bag of mora with no emotion, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and walking away from the clinic.

Just like that, everything was fixed. You were no longer pregnant and Diluc was no longer going to be a father. So why were you two filled with an overwhelming amount of guilt?

You find a bench to sit on in front of a river that runs through the city and for a while, it’s quiet again. The past twenty-four hours had been filled with bursts of unbearable silence but what was there to talk about? You lean over your knees and stare at your reflection in the water, wondering if you still recognized the woman you saw.

“I’ll pay you back,” You tell Diluc suddenly.

Diluc doesn’t say anything until you sit back up, “Y/N, I would have spent seven times that amount for you - I would have sold the winery for you.”

His sweet words bring you back to reality and you hide your face in his chest. You knew what you did was the right decision, the right choice. If you chose to bring a baby into this world now, you would be constantly reminded that you didn’t want it. You don’t for a second think you would have neglected or not loved said child, but you couldn’t possibly give it your whole heart like you could if you both just waited a few more years.

You had to keep reminding yourself that you did what you needed to do. It was hard, but it was right.

She looks me dead in the eyes and says "hey Brian If you still believe in the Lord above Get on your hands and knees and pray for us

That night in your hotel room, you and Diluc pray to Barbartos. Neither of you were particularly religious, especially after learning Venti’s secret, but you thought maybe the archon would hear your pleas and do his best as your friend.

You and Diluc held your visions clasped between your hands and knelt below the window, gazing up at the starry sky. Your eyes were shut tightly.

“Lord Barbatos, please grant us ease to get through this hard time,” You whispered, “We really need it.”

“Please give Y/N good health and help us fulfil our dreams,” Diluc said. When he heard soft sniffles coming from you, Diluc added, “I’ll give you a free bottle of wine.” He nudged your side and your eyes opened, causing a tiny smile to appear on your face and you to chuckle sadly through your tears.

The past few months were pretty rough A couple times, wished we both were dead I never cried like that before I thought my eyes would pop out of my head Not just preparing for nightmares

Returning to Mondstadt was difficult. You surprised Jean in her office and, once again, broke down in her arms. She told you it was okay to stay home for a while, that she and Kaeya would tend to your commissions.

With no work to attend to, you fell into a deep depression. The nurses in Fontaine said this may happen as an emotional side-effect and they were right. You rarely got out of bed except to use the bathroom and Diluc had to beg you to eat something everyday. Diluc was having a tough time too but knew he needed to be strong for you. If the both of you fell into this ditch, how were you going to get out?

You didn’t understand your emotions right now. You had fixed the problem, shaken all responsibility from your back, yet you were crumbling like a piece of paper. You were exhausted all the time, not being able to sleep due to consistent nightmares, and you didn’t have the energy to do anything.

One night, Diluc left to work at the bar and when he returned, you were still awake. For once, you had gotten out of bed and moved to the couch. Of course, you were curled up lifelessly but it was a start.

You turned to look at the front door as it opened and inside stepped a very upset-looking Diluc. Your eyes stung at the look on his face and he strided over to you quickly, nearly collapsing on top of you on the couch. His arms hugged your waist and his head found its way to the crook of your neck.

For the first time, you saw Diluc completely break. Tears rolled down his cheeks in fat tears and choked sobs echoed through the walls of your home. His grasp on you was shaky and tight and you could only hold onto him.

“I’m sorry,” He sobbed, the words hardly understandable. He kept repeating the apology.

“We need to stop apologizing to each other,” You mumbled out, holding back your own cries. Your heart was breaking at the sight of Diluc and you pressed your hands to either side of his face, forcing him to look you in the eyes. His eyes were already bloodshot and you wondered if he was crying on the way home from the bar.

Diluc only nodded against your skin. You let him cry, just being there for him like he was for you so many times before was enough. You would be okay in time.

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin oneshot #genshin impact oneshot #genshin writing #genshin drabble #genshin diluc #diluc x reader #genshin x reader #diluc ragnvindr

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starstruck-shima · 3 years

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬. (𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢)

“Even gods can’t help but stop to catch a breath.”

Notes: fem reader.

There were many things I wondered about.

After so many years of living, so many eons of asking questions without answers, I simply stood in the middle of a dandelion field, surrounded by crystal flies--Like a fool.

As I gaze upon the starstruck sky, what would lie ahead of me now? I was but a directionless being, with nowhere to go. My kin were gone, separated by walls that spared no mercy, not even to the birds. Now, all that remains of such were merely ruins of old. Its as if I’ve completely lost my purpose--no longer a protector of Mondstadt, no longer worthy of the long lifespan I was blessed with--Just a being of pure element, lost and astray.

It was there when I first felt the wind glaze over me so softly, and it was the first time I met you. At that moment, I felt a moment of rebirth. You were so kind, glazing upon me with such hazy eyes, and I felt so out of place. You, the ever glowing saint, an archon of the new world, and me... a soldier with no master.

I couldn’t even muster up words, for I was ashamed. Ashamed of what you’d think of me. So I did the bare minimum, for a being with heavy debt to Mondstadt itself. I ask for my punishment. “I lower my head to you. Please, set me free.”

His response however, shattered my expectations. With little to no hesitance, his reply flew like the wind. “That is for you to bring upon yourself.”

W-what? My eyes felt like saucers, as my throat ran dry. What did he mean by that? Freedom, retribution, I deserved none of that. The sin I hold upon myself by serving Decarabian is too much for a simply apology. It’s a burden I must carry.

“(Y/n) (L/n),” I rise my head to the call of my name. “--Former soldier of Decarabian’s. But most importantly, a lover of Mondstadt.” His hands outstretched to mine, and for some reason, it was as if I was naturally drawn to him. I knew his name, I knew who this was. Barbatos. It seemed that it wouldn’t take long for me to realize that no matter what form he took, he was still the same inside.

Archon, elemental being, bard. No matter what, Barbatos was Barbatos, and he gave me the ability to see truly for the very first time. That my freedom was in my own hands.

“Then, with the freedom you’ve given me...

Let me vow to protect Mondstadt, for as long as I live.” It was going to be a very, very long time. I knew that. But I shall do this with the freedom I have granted myself. For the good of the four winds, of the nation I loved, and Barbatos, this is the vow I will stand in for as long as the wind howls.

...And that was how I ended up with this total drunkard of a god for the rest of my days.

Should I have begged even more for my execution? Probably. But would Barbatos still spare me? Most likely so.

“Dandelioooooonnn~~” his words were slurred, like he was riding a merry go round of booze. “Why won’t you let me touch you? Hey, come here~~”

“--That is unnecessary,” our friends watched as we bantered, me dodging Venti’s barrage of physical affection, and Venti... still trying no matter what. The traveler, who sat opposite of us, could only stay bewildered at the story, and the stark contrast of its two main heroes today.

“S-so, this is the fierce warrior who was granted the mercy of Lord Barbatos?!” Paimon’s mouth was agape. She stops for a breath, before carrying on. “You m-mean, (Y/n) once KNEELED to Venti?! Not only that, but the Barbatos in that tale feels so different than the Barbatos now!”

“It’s like watching an old married couple.” The traveler adds on to Paimon’s speech, still in disbelief. “So, that was how you met?”

Pushing away Venti’s hands, I try my best to keep a straight face. “Yes. The tales you hear the townsfolk tell to their children are partially true. however. the one Venti and I have told you tonight is how it really went down.” I chuckle at the thought. Who knew our first meeting had such an impact? “Though I’m glad it’s been teaching the kids a good life lesson or two.”

As my eyes trail back to Venti, I was hit with a softness, the same softness I felt after my adrenaline rushes were over, and when I knew everything was safe. I was pretty sure the traveler noticed my fondness too, but it’s alright. It’ll be our little secret. “Say, traveler. Let me let you in on a hymn of the bards of Mondstadt.”

“No matter how far the wind blows, everything stays,” I shift a bit at Venti’s weight, finally letting him rest on my shoulder. He reeked--though that was to be expected. “Right where you left it. Everything stays, but it still changes.”

I hope the traveler knew what I was talking about. In any case, the feel of Venti’s hand in mine, and the way he looked at me with such gentle eyes even whilst intoxicated proved such phrases to be true. We’ve gone through change, we’ve become different people. Once a warrior, once a rebel, now simple folk of Mondstadt, learning how to love like the people do. Once on different sides, fighting for the same freedom, and then--as the same wind blows, our relationship with each other slowly differed.

“So~” Paimon started to speak again, this time in a mischievous tone. “How did you two fall in love?”

Unexpectedly, I threw out a hoarse chuckle. Love. Such an unexpected experience that had befallen me. The truth was, I never expected it--at least not during my days of serving Decarabian. But as the times past, and when nations grew, I began to realize quite the consensus. The Mondstadt I protect now is still the same, yet things are different now. I didn’t need to devote myself to endless servitude, to slice monsters in half--because there was barely the need for it nowadays. Mondstadt’s people are capable of protecting themselves, and perhaps that was what Venti wanted me to believe.

“And then, perhaps that was when he grabbed the opportunity and freedom to woo me.”

“Ho ho, and it worked!” I roll my eyes at Venti’s sudden jab. Geez, what a childish god. “She used to be so serious. “I will protect Mondstadt!” “I will devote my life to it!” “No threat will ever pass you, Barbatos!” And then she’d run off to the wind, flipping her hair and acting all cool.”

“--But give her a flower and a song and she’s all red like an apple! Ahahahaha!” I wince at the embarrassment, quickly shutting his mouth. The traveler and paimon seem amused at the sudden revelation, and this was when I realized that it was probably best to do some damage control before my dear lover would be sleeping on the couch tonight.

Bidding the two and the bartender at Angel’s Share a farewell, I shoulder Venti, making sure to guide him deftly through the streets of Mondstadt. As we pave through the mostly empty surroundings, I start to feel warm--almost proud of the new Mond of today. How long as it been since the people were granted freedom? Since I had been able to stop and see the fruits of the labors its people who fought for it grow? It’s a nostalgic feeling, really.

“Heya, (Y/n).” It seemed that Venti noticed my silent musings. I hum a response, with no expectations whatsoever. If it was a question about how far we were from home, surely that--

“Marry me.”

I nearly ran into the pavement there and then. Marriage? To Barbatos? To Venti? To the man I knew as my lover? Wait, of course the person you’d get married to is most likely your lover. Then, why am I still so flustered? Why is it that with this man, everything felt so different and new? How is it that he could make such a mess of me, yet make me whole?

“Hey, why are you so quiet?” He pouts, adorably I might add. I still stumble to catch my breath. To be honest, I wouldn’t mind... “We’ve been together for so long, we’re pretty much just giving rings to each other. Come on~”

“Geh... When you put it that way... can’t you take this seriously?”

I felt a sudden drop--a different feeling place itself on him, and all of a sudden, he vocalizes many, many words. “I have! I’ve consulted the church, I’ve looked at all kinds of rings and other things you might prefer for proposals, and I’ve been thinking about it even in eons of slumber! I want us to be happy, (y/n), but most importantly, I want you to be happy, so regardless of your acceptance, it’s fine if we stay by each other’s sides, right?”

My breath hitched. Tears were threatening to prickle my eyes. Of course he’d be so thoughtful, yet so playful too... don’t tell me. “I don’t want you to propose to me while you’re drunk, Barbatos... but you’re actually sober, aren’t you?”

“Ehe.” He chuckles, before getting on one knee, a small crystal core presented on the palms of his hands. “So, is that a yes?”

I couldn’t contain my smile. No matter how red my face was. A chorus of giggles rang through the night sky, and as Venti hovered over to my head to place the crystal core on my hair, I accepted his proposal.

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact scenarios #venti #genshin venti #venti x reader #genshin impact venti

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yostresswritinggirl · 3 years

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Exiled States the Obvious Pt. 1

Warning: May contain spoilers, may not be 100% accurate, sick ramblings, may break your heart upon debunking common theories

Some canon notes I've noticed and analyzed, this will be placed here not just for safekeeping but for other writers to be known of them too :DD

From Venti's story I; it is said that as a loophole to being refused to be served alcohol because of his appearance, he 'drinks on the job', performing while drinking alcohol the audience gives him instead of Mora (his own suggestion)

Story IV offers some interesting details from Venti's story quest: First, Decarabian truly loved his people and believed that he had done good for them. Second is that Venti was supposed to gift his friend an eagle's feather but wasn't able to do so because he died.

Venti knows how to forge Rex Lapis' signature. Venti knows how to FORGE REX LAPIS' SIGNATURE.

It confuses me how Venti and Diluc doesn't have some kind of estranged relationship knowing how aristocracy/monarchy damaged freedom in Mondstadt.

Venti has been to Celestia and it apparently fucking sucks. That or Venessa told him about it, but it still SUCKS.

The Anemo Archon can and will strip you just to protect his identity/secrets/past. Ask Mona.

Albedo and Klee in his trailer, we can consider this canon: Babysitting Klee includes fucking battles. Best big brother.

The way Venti talks about Albedo speaks of [How Earth is a thing in Space] [Creation of Human Life through Earth] which are direct points to God's (biblical) creation of the universe and humans. With the dialogue, Venti recognizes Albedo has Godly powers that can create such miracles, take this line with a pinch of salt tho.

A connection: The real reason Zhongli does not carry nor care about prices is because of his trailer, THE FUNERAL PARLOR LITERALLY CARRIES ALL HIS EXPENSES

Hu Tao's existence proves that Xiao has a sense of humor and it is MORE THAN LIKELY that the adepti knows and can casually smile or laugh.

This piece of work exists: "Sigils of Permission were once created by Rex Lapis and infused with adeptal power. During the Archon War, such talismans were used by mortals to channel divine power. Now, most of its power has worn off, but adepti will still refrain from harming its holder."

Xiao is actually less hostile/asshole-y in the Chinese version than the English one and should be taken as canon since, well, Mihoyo is a Chinese company. Lots of dialogues or voiceline connotations are lost in translation.

Zhongli's retirement scenario does NOT mean that the adepti will not be needed or will also retire (looking at you Keqing) because as proven by the fight, the adepti are still in need of protecting mankind.

The Qixing and Adepti all know he is not dead, stating he gave hints that he hasn't really died to them.

A huge possibility that Zhongli recites this line whenever he finishes or fulfills a contract: "The contract is fulfilled. That which thou seeketh is now bestowed unto thee, for my promise is solid as stone."

If his words from the cool trailer is to be taken into heart, then Zhongli had long since cared for and protected humans, during the archon war.

Zhongli is not a MORTAL FUNERAL man, he is an ADEPTI FUNERAL man.

This broke God has the AUDACITY to go to operas, and not just any operas no no, "operas by the most celebrated performers."

He does not know shit about poverty because he doesn't know what it's like to be poor. He doesn't need to eat.

Besides the usual, he has more titles, some which are pretty funny: God of History, God of Stove. Liyueans(?) call him Rex Lapis, outside of his nation everyone calls him Morax. And in operas and children, he's more known as the War God.

Zhongli is very likely to cause divine intervention or sightings because a lot of stories and tales in Liyue about him are actually first-hand experience of accounts seeing the God himself.

Wrath of the Rock does not only mean Zhongli smacking asses with a laddle: Qixing of Liyue are officially responsible of punishing contract breakers.

Ningguang's role holds the big bad book of laws, with a whooping page count of 279.

This infomation is mostly for me to clarify Rex Lapis standing in the Seven: He is the first to ascend into Archon-hood, the one out of two remaining of the original Seven (Barbatos is second longest) and that besides him and Venti, the original Seven would also gather for wine in Liyue until they all left Archon-hood.

Zhongli really fuckin did a pest termination arc.

I repeat, ZHONGLI DOES NOT HATE SEAFOOD. To clarify, he hates TENTACLED seafood/cuisines. He can eat seafood tofu, happily.

It's so funny how the concept of "equivalent exchange" exists and is exercised in contracts, but not in a more dangerous aspect such as a l c h e m y.

The reason Jean is working as an Acting Grand Master is because the actual Grand Master is out on an expedition.

It is not normal for the Harbingers to be like Childe.

While battles and sparring is one of Childe's most usual traits, a lot of his character lines point to the fact that he's not outright looking for beating people up 24/7 and that his thirst can also be quenched by thrill or excitement.

General ones:

The other five archons do not uphold/focus on the duty of leading humanity, which was the prior responsibility of the original Seven.

I just realized the Archon War was literally about fighting to get a seat on the Seven. The way Archons are chosen are a mystery, just look at how Venti got his Archon-hood smh.

A pattern that we should consider but may be debunked in the future: A playable character MUST posses a visible Vision. So bye Scaramouche banner :')) pls debunk this Mihoyo

With Morax being unable to make Mora, economy is gonna be wack in Teyvat. In essence, every piece of Mora is valuable and will need to be circulated. Nations may fight to hold the most Mora and the one leading and already found a work around on this is actually the Tsaritsa, who has long since focused on economic power. This may not be coincidence.

Characters who are CANONICALLY good with children, to an extent: Ningguang, Beidou, Xiangling, Baizhu, Albedo, Jean, Childe, Ganyu, Xiao, Lisa. Italicized ones are the to an extent ones.

The Fatui has connections with Mondstadt, mainly the Ordo Favonius.

200 years ago sure is an oddly specific duration in Lisa's story and this might be expanded in the Sumeru chapter.

A clarification to a subtly known fact : It is the combined power of all the adepti that revived Qiqi, not just Xiao.

WILD CARD

Almond Tofu is NOT made of tofu. And in original Chinese recipes, it's not even fuckin Almond, it's goddamn Apricot seeds. But in Genshin it is canon Almond.

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axther · 3 years

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internal monologue

TW: main character death, disassociation, derealisation, massive angst, accidental murder, dead bodies, overall a lot of traumacore, and jumping off a cliff (but not to aliven’t).

Beta’d by @reddriot HEHEHHE this was your monster, ze

This is a paired fic with @ererokii’s “Pretend I Am”. Please go check her story out as we both made each other suffer while writing it.

Venti’s memory was unreliable. He rediscovers this the hard way.

“Do you blame yourself?”

Venti had been drinking. He didn’t know for how long, why, when, where. It all blurred together, days, weeks, months. Everyone was talking and his head pounded and the lights made him want to hurl. He was still empty. All those years of sleep and drinking and singing and he still could never fill it.

He glanced to his side. He almost saw her there. And that’s when he heard it.

The tavern went dark. It fell silent, and the chairs were empty.

“Do you blame yourself?” The voice rang in his ears like a bell, one that he dreaded to hear. He remembered his voice. He heard it every day, and wished he wasn’t such a coward that he took on a dead man’s skin.

“What?” Venti’s voice was quiet. It wasn’t his voice anymore, no. It was his, the Bard’s, and Venti couldn’t even remember the poor bastard’s name. He had given his life for Mondstadt, for Venti, and he couldn’t even be remembered. The Bard’s voice echoed in his ears, and the tavern was caving in. The woman next to him was so soft, so sweet. He could almost touch her cheek, and he reached a hand out. She could pull him out of this, and that gentle smile was so close.

“It’s quite common in this situation for you to feel some kind of...guilt.” The Bard sounded too calculated. Cold. No, Venti’s Bard was good and kind and whole. This Bard was cruel and emotionless. Empty.

“What situation?” Venti’s voice didn’t leave his body. Nothing was his anymore. It never was, after all. He was no archon. He was no bard. He stole everything for himself. And something bubbled in his gut. He turned to the other side of him, and the Bard was next to him, with a face of pure, smooth skin. The Bard titled his head, and Venti knew there was a sick smile under it all.

“The accident.”

The battle was won.

Vanessa was talking to some of her colleagues about rebuilding Mondstadt. All those alongside here were giants, not in size, but deep within themselves. Venti knew that he would have to go on, wandering Tevyat soon, in hopes of spreading songs and joy.

And then, he got a tap on his shoulder.

“Lord Barbatos?”

The voice was kind, worn, sturdy like fir and pine and all the things that grow tall and strong. Venti turned, almost jumpy, when he saw a young woman behind him. She was in all words, average. Had he seen her in the street, he would not consider her to be much more than a normal citizen. But the large spear strapped to her back said otherwise;it was enormous, taller than Venti and sharper than even Venessa’s blade.

“Yes! Hello!” he chirped, getting back his cheery disposition. This wasn’t right. This isn’t what happened. WHAT HAPPENED She smiled at him and bowed slightly. When she looked up into Venti’s eyes, Venti realised she had green eyes. No, blue. Brown? And they were wide, and then almond, and quite suddenly, Venti realised that she was changing, her face not one thing for one second. The world around him started melting, and everyone was laughing, staring at him, staring at him, staring!

You don’t remember what she looks like!

Venti felt like he was choking, and he took a step back. He brought a hand up to his neck, and there was nothing there-wait! His hands were gone too!

Just make something up!

“Stop!” Venti shrieked, and it was his voice, finally, his true voice, squeaky and terrified. It was all acidic, dissolving and crumbling around him.

“Wait.” Her voice was quiet, and it broke through the sound and the rage and the horror. “Lord Barbatos. What is my name?” “Wh-what?” Venti gasped, the whole mountainside empty. When was this Dragonspine? It was Windrise before, green and beautiful and now it was just cold, cold, cold, cold, cold.

“What was my name, Lord Barbatos?” She tilted her head, and now she was panicking, face distorting into nothing but unadulterated fear. “I-I can’t remember, Lord Barbatos! Oh, gods! Help me!”

“No! No!” Venti tried reaching for her, the world disappearing until all that was left was a pair of the most gorgeous eyes Venti had ever seen. They sat in the snow, lifeless and cold.

“YN! No! Wait for me!”

Venti was choking on his own drink when he came to.

Diluc was shaking him, red eyes wide. Jean was there, the Traveller was there, and Barbara had her healing at the ready.

“Oh my gods,” Diluc whispered, pulling away before sighing and crossing his arms. “We thought you had a stroke.” “What?” Venti’s head felt like it was full of cotton. “I...did I pass out?” “We don’t know.” Jean’s voice was soft, and it reminded Venti of something he couldn’t quite put his finger on. It made his back shiver, but it felt almost like it was being contorted. He was being crushed under the weight of something, something he didn’t know. “You...it was like you were zoning out, or daydreaming...like a nightmare.”

“Nightmare…” Venti looked down at his mug, seeing his reflection in it. But his heart leapt to his throat and the clock stopped ticking when he saw the Bard behind him. This time, he had a mouth, too wide and filled too full with razor-sharp teeth. Something in his inhuman heart began to quake.

“I need to go.” He stumbled out of the chair, feet hitting the floor too soon.

Too soon? Like her?

Venti tumbled out of the bar, almost face planting on the sidewalk as Jean and Diluc called out behind him, barely catching himself before running as fast as he could. The night felt warm, the air was muggy, and he was choking. He ran out the front gates, ran past the birds, the bridge, the rolling hills. His feet ached and his head spun, and nothing could stop him. He closed his eyes, wheezing and praying to whatever god above he could.

Oh, wait. He was the god people prayed to.

His running slowed, soft as the air began to cool. A breeze picked up, ruffling his hair, and in the distance, he heard laughter. His eyes were still shut, and for once, he felt...peaceful. He was still walking, but if he listened closely enough, he could hear people walking next to him, chipper and sweet.

“Well, I think the festival should be called Windblume.” The Bard huffed playfully, skipping a bit in his step. “It’s got a ring to it!” “What do you mean?” YN’s voice was soft, and Venti could almost see her tilting her head. “It’s always been called that.” “Oh.” The Bard’s voice dropped with Venti’s stomach. “That’s right.” “We never met,” YN sighed.

“We were thousands of years apart.” The Bard finished her sentence.

“We both…” she began.

Venti opened his eyes, overlooking Starsnatch Cliff.

The wind was rougher here, tugging him over to the edge and making his cape whip over his shoulders. There was the taste of blood on his tongue and the smell of it in his nose, and he felt sick.

“Look down,” The Bard put his hands on Venti’s shoulders, holding roughly and putting his thumbs in the front. “I dare you.”

“No.” Venti’s heart hurt like it was being squeezed by a vice. “I don’t...I don’t wanna.” “But she’s down there,” the Bard whispered. “All alone.”

“What?” Venti blinked, taking a sharp breath in.

“You left her down there.” The Bard sighed, almost sounding like he pitied Venti.

“No?” Venti felt confused. “She’s...she was…” “She’s dead, Barbatos.” The Bard breathed out, letting go of Venti. “You’re really sick, you know.”

“What? No!” Venti spun around, feeling lost in the midst of a storm that he couldn’t control. “What are you talking about?” “She hated heights.” Now, the Bard had eyes—deep, like sockets of coal instead of real eyes. No, they stared right through Venti, bore through whatever shadow of a man he once was. “Can you imagine? Her falling in love with the god of the winds?”

“Stop…” Venti whimpered, and just for a second, when the Bard blinked, she stood there, ominously smiling. Her smile was always so sweet, Venti thought. Sweet, like flowers and the ocean breeze. She loved him so much.

“And you betrayed her trust, just like that.” The Bard murmured and shook his head.

“What do you mean? She…” Venti wanted to say that she grew old, and died in Springvale surrounded by their children and grandchildren. But something on the tip of his tongue split his thought in half, making him freeze.

“She what, Barbatos?” The Bard tilted his head. “Say it.”

“She…”

It was a windy day.

Venti stared over the edge of Starsnatch Cliff with a giddy grin, holding the top of his hat. The drop below was enough to make any mortal man shiver, but he turned to the love of his eternal life and grinned.

“Hey! C’mon, I promise it’ll be fun!” He jumped up, grabbing YN’s hand and humming. “I swear, nothing bad will happen!” “I…” YN glanced at the cliff’s edge and gulped, slightly pulling away from Venti. “It sounds really dangerous…” “Nah! It’s just gliding for two, after all!” He kissed the tip of her nose, smiling softly. “You trust me, don’t you?” “Always!” Her voice was soft and pleading, looking down to meet his eyes. “But you know how much I hate heights.” “Don’t worry! I promise it’ll be a great experience!” “But what if I fall…?” “You won’t! I won’t let you go!” He was on cloud nine, floating above everything and everyone. YN was right before him, and everything felt right in the world. But then YN sighed again, and pulled away.

“But…” “But I did.” Venti’s voice was hollow, even to himself, and he watched her spark and pop, a figment of his imagination.

“You did, my love.” YN sounded so sad, eyebrows furrowing. “Why did you let go?”

“I…” Tears welled up in Venti’s eyes, his voice cracking. “I didn’t mean to…”

“But I’m gone, Lord Barbatos.” YN sobbed, covering her eyes with her hands. “I’ve been gone for so long.” “They never found…” Venti choked on his own words, eyes wide and brimming with tears. “They never found your body.” “You told them I ran off, remember?” YN softly wept, before the Bard appeared behind her. He grabbed her hands with a tenderness that only lovers had, and gently pulled them away. YN’s eyes were gone, nothing more than gored out holes in her head. Venti nearly screamed, taking a step back in alarm before realising he was at the edge of the cliff. The wind picked up behind him, and when he turned on shaky knees, he saw a gruesome sight underneath him.

YN’s corpse was upon the sand, blood staining the grains and flowing out into the ocean. Her blood was so dark that it was almost inky, dispersing into the water without a trace. But it stained Venti, stained his clothes and his hands and his heart. His eyes felt like they were bleeding with her, staring at the rocks that gouged her eyes out when she landed. Her skull was the worst—split open like a nut and spilling everywhere. The sight was terrible, horrible, heartbreaking and earth shattering.

“You loved her, Barbatos! You loved her and you killed her!” The Bard cackled. “You let her fall! How useless can you be to kill your own girlfriend?!”

Venti felt himself swaying. The mocking was too much, and he could hear laughing behind him. Laughing! Laughing! The whole of Tevyat was laughing at him, laughing and weeping and pointing their gnarled hands at him.

“You should’ve joined her!” the Bard howled above the din. A storm from the sea swept in, nearly blowing Venti away with the wind as he tried to hold on to anything he had left. “You can’t protect anyone! Join her, little god! Join her, and watch her rot in the abyss!”

It was too much, it made Venti’s ears ring and when he tried to cover them, his hat blew off his head and into the sea. He closed his eyes, praying to get away from whatever waking nightmare this was, but when he opened them, YN’s corpse was right at his feet, blood soaking into his shoes as she blinked and her face contorted into a huge, toothy maw. Everyone’s yelling became one, with the Bard and YN yelling louder than all the others.��

“Don’t leave me, Barbatos!” “Don’t leave her, Barbatos!”

“Please don’t leave me!!”

And Venti fell.

Venti’s tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth.

He woke up to the sea lapping at the top of his head. He had a splitting headache and the sun shone right in his eyes, making him glower and sigh. For the briefest, holiest moment, he couldn’t remember what he was doing or where he was. He just wanted a nice drink at Angel’s Share and maybe play a nice song for Aether.

But then he heard the sea, and he remembered.

A feeling of dread began to overcome him, and when he sat up, his hair was damp and made water run down his back. He knew his cloak was positively soaked and that he had no way of knowing how long he was out for. He just remembered falling, thinking so long as she isn’t alone before passing out.

He stood up on shaky legs and knew that YN wouldn’t be there.

Her corpse was only a hallucination, or something of the sort. He knew it, he knew it so well, but the night she appeared, it felt so real.

Venti hated his relapses.

He slowly made his way up the beach in haze, and then past Windrise, and he realised without thinking much about it that he was simply making his way to Mondstadt, without truly knowing the way. There was a magnetic pull, one that he almost hated had he not cared so much. His heart bled, oozed, spilled everywhere. But if it bled for Mondstadt, for the Nameless Bard, for YN, then when would it bleed for him? When would he get his turn?

He stumbled into Angel’s Share and sat on his usual stool. He glanced to his side. He almost saw her there. He looked to his other side, and the Bard stared into an empty mug. He had no face, no eyes, no smile. He was mundane again, with no memory and no song. Venti couldn’t remember YN’s face again, and he wondered, should he look into his drink, if her eyes would be floating there. Someone shuffled next to where YN was sitting, and when he glanced, he saw a young woman in YN’s perfect visage. She was perhaps a little less muscly, and a little more dainty, but when she glanced at him with an annoyed eye, Venti’s blood froze. It was humiliating, and he wondered if somehow, YN’s ghost had come back, reincarnated, to torture him for his sin.

“Do you have a problem?” The young woman asked. YN turned her head, and Venti could just barely make out her tilting her head before she seemed to quite suddenly disappear. The Bard laughed under his breath, and all of Tevyat mocked Lord Barbatos, the Anemo Archon and Windborne Bard.

Venti had been drinking.

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restlessfandoming · 3 years

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“the president and the troublemaker” (part 10) (chilumi fic)

“Lumine is the student council president and Childe is the school’s number one troublemaker. They cross paths more than they’d like. Especially when Childe finds out Lumine’s big secret. Highschool AU à la Kaichou wa Maid-sama.”

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the president and the troublemaker (part 10)

Lumine should have known the instant she saw those blue highlights and mischievous grin that the new student was going to be trouble. Not as much as a certain ginger, but trouble nonetheless.

He was playing his ukulele and singing about himself as his introduction, and the teacher wasn’t even stopping him. It didn’t help that their classmates were encouraging him with their words of praise and loud cheers.

Lumine stood from her seat. “Great introduction—Venti, was it?” she said, keeping her voice as cordial as possible. “But we don’t allow personal instruments during class time. You can put it away in your locker later.”

Venti’s face scrunched up sheepishly. “Ehe, sorry.” He tilted his head at her. “Wait, who are you?”

Lumine gave a polite smile. “I’m your student council president.”

Venti shrugged. “Oh, okay,” he said. He turned to the rest of the class. “Sorry, looks like I’ll just have to play for you guys later.”

There were utterances of disappointment as the new student sat in his seat, and Lumine sighed. “Rules are rules,” Lumine said to the class.

Within the next few hours, as she led him through a tour of the school, she realized that everyone who met him, instantly liked him. Lumine had no idea what it was. Perhaps it was his cheerful and carefree disposition, kind with some sass—and of course his constant playing of his instrument as they roamed the halls.

“Could you stop playing your ukulele, Venti? I’m afraid it’s a bit distracting to the other students who are in class,” Lumine said. It was the fifth time she had asked.

“I think we would all be better off with some light music in our lives, don’t you think, Madame President?” Venti replied with a light giggle.

A tiny group of students had gathered around the two of them, and Venti happily played for the crowd. Lumine sighed, as it meant they would have to stop their tour again.

“Oh, hi, Lumine!” Xiangling said, approaching from the crowd. “What’s going on?”

Lumine leaned against the wall. “New student causing a scene. He keeps playing his little ukulele, even though I’ve told him to put it away. Many times.”

Xiangling closed her eyes and listened for a second. “Wow, he’s pretty good!”

“Not helping,” Lumine said as she rubbed her forehead.

“Where’s he from?” the chef asked.

“Not sure,” the blonde answered. She turned to the new student, in attempts to stop him from playing, and asked, “Where did you say you were from again, Venti?”

Miraculously, the bard stopped his music. “From the outskirts of Mondstadt! The countryside,” he answered with a smile.

“Ooo,” Xiangling uttered excitedly. “Why’d you decide to come here, to the city?”

An even brighter smile. “Well, I actually lived here a long, long time ago, but I had to leave because a family member of mine got really sick. He passed away recently.”

The whole hallway stilled, the mood expectantly dampened as Venti shared his past.

However, his expression never changed; he kept smiling, blue highlights glowing in the sunlight. “And now, I’m back here to find my first love!”

Everyone blinked at Venti for a second. Then, the crowd erupted into swoons and whoops as questions upon questions were thrown at him: What’s her name? How did you two meet? Where is she now? Is she cute?

“She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen!” Venti gushed. “She was always so kind to me, even when others bullied me. Oh, and she always made me the most delicious grape juice ever!” He perked up. “She knew I really loved grape juice.”

“How romantic!” Xiangling squealed. (Well, of course; her love language is food, Lumine thought.) “But how do you know if she’s still here or not?”

“Right,” Lumine agreed. How could he be so tiringly optimistic? “What if she moved away while you were gone?”

Venti thought for a second, before shaking his head. An endearing fondness washed over his face. “Then I’ll just keep searching.”

His teal eyes met Lumine’s. He gave her a smile, one not as cheeky as before—softer, more bashful. “After all,” he said, “I promised Lumine I’d always come back for her.”

…

???

LUMINE?!

Lumine.

As in me?!

She felt like she had been tasered right in the chest, her whole body locking up as eyes shifted towards her, whispers breaking out in the crowd—“But isn’t that…?”

Venti, his head in a world of its own, nearly skipped down the hallway, humming to himself, oblivious of the reactions around him.

“I wonder if she’ll hear me if I sing loud enough?” he wondered aloud as everyone saw him head outside. The gathering of students all followed him out the door.

Xiangling looked at the president, still frozen, with wide eyes. “Uhm, Lumi? Are you okay?”

Lumine nodded stiffly, her head reeling as she searched her memories for anyone who looked like Venti.

“Is that true?” her blue-haired friend asked. “What Venti said? About you...being his first love?”

Then it hit her.

Lumine and Aether did play with a kid named Venti all the time as children. They played pretend as princesses and knights and dragons; the twins would giggle and laugh at Venti’s silly songs all the time; and Lumine would peel grapes and mash them up with sugar for everyone at the end of a long day of running around. It was a child’s simple recipe for “grape juice,” but Venti genuinely thought it was the greatest drink in the world.

She would even scare off his (and Aether’s) bullies. Venti’s family wasn’t around much, so she took it upon herself to look after him: making sure he did his work, tending to his injuries, cheering him up when he cried.

It felt like an eternity ago, those memories of happier, more innocent times.

Lumine’s hand flew to her head, slowly pushing back her blonde bangs as the realization dawned on her. “Oh my god,” she whispered. “Tone-deaf bard,” she said, her old nickname for him ghosting off her lips. “I-I knew him. Me and Aether, we used to play with him all the time.”

Xiangling’s eyes grew wider, if possible. “It’s true,” she whisper-yelled. “You are his first love!” she yelled, louder.

The two stopped their conversation as they heard loud singing coming through the window. They peered outside, where Venti had climbed the tallest tree in the courtyard, and was serenading out to the entire school.

Lumine’s jaw dropped, and she quickly ran out the door as well, Xiangling hot on her tail. “That idiot! He’s going to fall!”

She made it to the foot of the tree, where she now clearly heard Venti shouting, “LuLu~! Where are you~?”

LuLu…

That was definitely him. Venti was the only one who ever called her that nickname.

“Venti! Get down here right now before you fall!” Lumine shouted up at him.

He stuck his tongue out at her, and strummed his ukulele.

As he started singing, drowning out Lumine’s demands for him to come down, Lumine felt the familiar irritation she felt so long ago, when she had to care take of him, despite all the stupid decisions he made.

She grit her teeth. “Get down here right now, you tone-deaf bard!”

Venti stopped strumming, his head snapping to where Lumine stood.

There was a brief moment of silence. Then, he jumped down.

Lumine felt all the air rush out of her lungs as she gasped in shock, her feet carrying her to catch him before her brain could even think about it.

But as he fell, Venti tucked and rolled, gracefully landing on the ground, standing up straight in front of Lumine.

“You,” he said, his tone the most serious it had been all day. “What’s your name?”

“Lumine,” she answered. She quickly added, “But I’m really different now; I’m not like I was back then—”

Venti leapt on her, arms wrapping around her in a tight embrace. His ukulele was even forgotten, dropped on the floor nearby.

“LuLu!” he cheered breathlessly. He spun her around, breaking into giggles. “I’m finally home!”

As the students around them broke into outbursts of shocked gasps and encouraging cheers, Lumine glanced at them, awkwardly patting Venti on the back. The bard was oblivious to her stiffness, ignorant of the craze he had just caused, the consequences that would follow his little public confession.

Lumine could only imagine it now, all the gossip and questioning that would surround her within days, hours even.

Please let this blow over quickly.

* * *

“Venti…,” Childe muttered. At least he had a name for the little twerp.

His posture slouched as he stuffed his hands into his pockets, dark eyes watching the scene unravel below with Lumine and the new kid. It was his first day, and yet, he was already causing a wave of news around the school.

From the open window he stood by, Childe had heard everything. Venti was a childhood friend from Lumine’s past, and he had returned to her because she was his first love.

To everyone else, this new student was an immediate favorite. Childe, on the other hand, felt acid pulse through his veins as Venti called out Lumine’s name, and he nearly jumped out the window when the two were embracing.

Venti definitely wasn’t a fighter, right? It would be so easy to dispose of him—

Childe let out a sharp sigh, running a hand through his hair.

What was this? Why was he feeling threatened by this new kid?

“Wouldn’t it be much easier for you to make it official?” someone said next to Childe. Looking to his right, his eyes met Albedo’s.

“You and the President, I mean,” Albedo continued, his piercing blue eyes trailing down to the courtyard.

“Astute observations as always, Albedo,” Childe said. “What do you know about me and the Pres?”

“I know that what the President told me was a lie,” the scientist answered. “There is definitely a sort of romantic chemistry between the two of you.”

“Oh? How do you figure?”

Albedo loosely crossed his arms. “I specialize in observations. Stolen glances, affirmative body language, rising body temperatures—habits indicative of romantic interest. For the two of you, it’s mutual.” He paused. “I don’t plan on telling anyone. I’ve kept it to myself, if you were wondering.”

“Don’t scientists share their findings with the world?”

“I’m more interested...personally. I’d like to see how it plays out.” His blonde head tilted slightly. “Though, why you two haven’t started dating baffles me.”

A tiny scoff escaped Childe’s lips. “Why’s that?”

Albedo put his hand to his chin, thinking. “It would surely benefit the both of you. You would stop receiving those weekly confessions from every girl in school, and the President wouldn’t have to continue her tiring charade of acting like she doesn’t know you. It looks painful for you both.” Below, there were cheers from the students surrounding Lumine and Venti. “And you wouldn’t have to be silently fuming from up here while the President is being reintroduced to, quite possibly, her first love as well,” he added.

Childe clenched his jaw. He hadn’t even considered that possibility.

He started walking to the stairs without a second thought.

“Interesting observations, Albedo,” he said as he walked away. “Do me a favor and use those skills of yours to find out anything about Venti for me.”

He left the scientist mulling over his request while he headed straight to the courtyard.

* * *

Lumine had managed to shoo the gathering of students back into their classrooms without too much of a fuss; Venti was a lot harder to get rid of, however, as he was currently glued to her side, his arm linked with hers.

“Okay, Venti, it was nice catching up, but you have to go to class now,” Lumine said as they walked down the hallway.

“Just like old times! You’re still trying to get me to be more responsible.”

“And just like old times, it doesn’t work.” She unhooked her arm from his, putting her hands on her hips. “Seriously, Venti. You need to go to class. I’m not saying this as your friend; I am saying this as your student council President.”

“Aw, I forgot how scary you could be, LuLu,” he responded sheepishly. “Hey, what do you say we go to that old café by your house? Do you still live there?”

Lumine rubbed at her temples as she rounded the corner. Thankfully, Venti’s classroom is closeby.

She stopped in her tracks when she looked up and saw Childe there, leaning against the wall as if he had been waiting there for her.

“Ah, so you are alive, Pres,” Childe said. “I was beginning to think you were dead. Or were you just ignoring me?”

Lumine gnawed on the side of her cheek. Of course he would show up right now.

“It’s a busy time for the student council. We’re planning our class trip,” she replied curtly.

“LuLu, is this one of your friends?” Venti asked, teal eyes lighting up. He held out his hand. “I’m Venti! How do you do?”

“This is Childe,” Lumine interjected, gently pushing the bard’s extended hand down. “He’s a delinquent. Don’t associate with him.”

The delinquent in question gave her a strained smile. “Ouch. I’d say my ways are quite reformed now, don’t you think?” He peeled off the wall, coming a bit closer—completely ignoring Venti. He continued, “In fact, I’ve saved you a few times, haven’t I?” He flashed a grin of faux-innocence.

What was he doing? Was he really about to reveal all their secrets in front of Venti?

“Venti, go to your class. I’ve got to deal with Childe,” Lumine said, desperate to get her old friend out of there. When Venti started to protest, she clenched her teeth. “Now.”

Venti let out a shaky laugh, his eyes shifting from Childe and Lumine, then disappeared into a nearby classroom. Childe’s eyes seemed aflame as he tracked Venti leaving.

Lumine let out a heavy sigh. “What are you doing?” she asked, voice dropping to a whisper. “Do you want the entire school to know about us?!”

A smirk. “There’s an ‘us?’”

Now Lumine’s face completely burned. “Look, I’m sorry I haven’t been coming to training, but I really have been busy with the student council.”

Childe didn’t respond, and just stared at her. “Who is he to you?”

“...Who? Venti?” She pursed her lips. “He’s a childhood friend. We used to be close, I guess. But I haven’t talked to him in years.”

“Did you ever love him?”

“Wh-What kind of question is that?” Lumine sputtered.

Childe pressed in closer. “Just answer the question, Lumine.”

She took a step back. We’re at school, idiot! If a student decided to walk out of a classroom at that very moment, their secret would be out.

“I don’t know,” she answered. “I honestly can’t remember that much right now.”

Childe’s lips tilted into a frown. “That just won’t do, Pres.” His voice had lowered. “Aren’t you going to save me?”

Lumine’s heart rate sped up as she recalled the two of them, on the beach, whispering promises to save one another.

“Save you from what? Be serious, Childe,” she said, annoyed.

“Loneliness.” He flashed a quick smile. “Let’s go on a date.”

Lumine stumbled back from Childe as if she had been electrocuted. “I-I don’t have time for this right now.” She turned on her heel, stomping away. “Go back to class!”

She finally relaxed when she found an empty classroom to clear her head. Thankfully, Childe hadn’t followed her.

He liked her. She liked him. So why am I still being like this?

Even with her limited knowledge of romance, she knew the next logical step would be for them to start dating, right?

The prospect made her antsy.

It was a complete unknown. There were too many ways it could go wrong, too many ways it could end in pain and ruin everything. To chalk it up, she was scared.

She and her family had been absolutely heartbroken when her father had left. She witnessed firsthand what a broken relationship could cause, the damage it did to everyone involved.

And yet, knowing all this, having all her fears festering within, she still insisted on seeing him. Childe.

He made her feel normal, even with her secrets. He made her feel welcomed and safe. So she didn’t push him away. She wanted to stay with him.

DING!

Lumine jolted from her thoughts, and pulled out her phone to check. It was the student council group chat, all wondering where she was, needing her to be present for another meeting about the upcoming class trip to Liyue.

She sighed, pocketing the phone, quickly making her way to the council room.

I don’t have time to think about that stuff right now, she thought with a frown.

Just get through the class trip, and then I can worry about that later.

Lumine glanced outside the window. Gray clouds had gathered in the sky. A storm was brewing.

She stopped, and prayed for a smooth trip to Liyue.

* * *

[part 11]

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They Call It Teyvat…

⇥ fem!reader x genshin men ⇤

(n) a homesickness for a home you can’t return to, or that never was.

Synopsis: It felt like a dream when you first arrived to this odd land. No clue on how you got there- let alone leave. Soon enough, you met Paimon and started the journey of finding all the archons of Teyvat. Along the way, you catch the eyes of numerous men… to your demise.

Word Count: 1.6k

Warning(s): Nothing really! Mentions of Venti, Dvalin, dresses, etc.

A/N: ITS FINALLY HERE! I’m sorry, I closed the requests just so I could work on this crap. Anyways this is just pt. 1 to many chapters. Enjoy!! Really though, enjoy!

“Hey… I need you to wake up now. I know it might be hard…”

A thousand voices rang through your mind, getting lost in a sea of voices. The one that called out was different then the rest. Calmer, quieter… more desperate.

“Wake up. Wake up. Wake-“

Your mind jolted awake, sweat growing on your forehead and body. What a horrible feeling of waking up to a nightmare, you thought. The voices were still ringing around your mind.

The feel of spikes underneath your fingertips convinced you that this cushioning was not your bed. You came up from the grassy ground, dirt dug deep into your nails.

“I must’ve thought I was clutching my bed sheets..” You thought while scraping away the grim.

But you were right. This in fact was not your bed- nor your bedroom. No. In fact, this was a grassy area in a not too familiar scenery.

It was lushious. Like a calm summer's day. Dew drops on the bright green grass made it almost sparkle in the daylight. And the smell of rain could be smelled. Fresh in the air.

Oh, this was most definitely not your home…

Goodness what were you doing here? Your mind tried to trail back to what you could remember. And you could only think of bits and pieces.

You remembered pitch black; owls howling in the nearby trees. Remembering that you cried asleep.

“Thinking back isn’t going to help me, wherever the hell I am…”

You thought. Inside, you were panicking. This was not your home. It was strange, nothing looked familiar to you. And yet it felt familiar.

This place, this time. It feels too nostalgic for you to say it’s new. To say it’s unfamiliar.

“Oh, my god it looks like I’m stuck in a.. fantasy novel! This scenery is gorgeous.”

It suddenly occurred that you were on a cliff side. You carefully trudged over to the end of the cliff, looking over to see the view. What you could see amazed you..

There were walls. They stood so tall and grand. Peaking over those walls was something to be expected.

It was a city, from the looks of it. Hiding away behind those walls. With even bigger towers and buildings. With windmills! And massive buildings in the back. Maybe they were the important ones.

Wait, what were you doing just standing here like a fool??

There’s civilization out there! And all you could do was gawk like a fish? You embarrassed yourself. Still- that place looked nothing like you’ve ever seen before.

Your first thought was somewhere in Europe. The scenery seemed that way. And from first glance, Germany? Yes. The structures would explain it all!

“heeeeeyy!”

A faint sound ringed from the distance. Coming from the bottom of the cliff. From what you could make out, it was almost like a child.

Children? No, it can’t be. The voice was quite childish, but it couldn’t be. And where they calling out to you?

Suddenly the voice started to grow; louder and louder. Until you could see the face behind the voice.

Whatever it was was tired, screaming, and flying right into you.

Wait-

You fell back with the force from the flying child. The thing fell into your arms, swirls in its eyes and a red bump on its forehead.

It didn’t take long for the thing to wake up, though. Immediately flying up to your confused expression.

“S/O! There you are! Paimon’s been trying to find you everywhere, and this is where you’ve been hiding!?”

It’s face came inches away from your own, huffing in frustration. So far all you could get was that this thing was named Paimon. And it was angry, for some reason.

“I-I’m sorry, Paimon,” you managed to get out, “I just wanted to see the scenery. Y’know?”

She huffed. “And you better be! Now c’mon, I brought you a simple dress for you to wear. Be grateful Paimon is such an amazing companion.”

The flying girl looked proud of herself. Thinking it was stupid of her to be proud of a pointless feat. But then again, she was quite small and frail. You’ll let this slide.

She was right about one thing: you needed to change.

Peering down to your legs, you noticed the attire you were sporting right now. A… hospital gown, from the looks of it.

The fine dress she had picked out for you was decent. Basic and brown with a leather belt. Perfect for being unnoticed. Along with a satchel with simple embroidery. You felt a little worried as to where Paimon might have gotten this from…

“Thanks, Paimon. Uh- should I change here, or?” You asked. She puffed out her cheeks in frustration.

“NO! Are you a savage or something!? Here, Paimon will take you to somewhere remote and then we can go to that city over there. Uhhh, what was it called? Oh yeah, it’s called-“

“Mondstadt. It’s called Mondstadt…”

Rigid bark against your palm went smoothly along the trunk of the tree.

You and your lovely companion, Paimon, had found a spectacle that was still unfamiliar and new. An old statue resting underneath a grand, oak tree: just sitting there while the world went by.

Standing underneath it alone made you feel intimidated. Wondering how the hell a tree could get so big.

“Wow… damn, I wonder how old this girl is..” you said to yourself. “Hey, Paimon? Can you tell me where we are again?”

“Uhhh, Paimon doesn’t know the name. Oh! But Paimon remembers they call this continent Teyvat! That’s about it, though.”

You hummed to yourself.

“Teyvat… wait, a continent? Then that means there’s countries inside of this place. Or whatever this world follows.”

Before you and Paimon left, you had mentioned Mondstadt before she could. Funny- you had never known of that city before and yet the word seemed to fly out of your mouth.

Paimon floated up near your shoulder, looking panicked and scared.

“S/O! I saw something weird in the sky!” She exclaimed, taking a small hand and pointing up towards the clear, blue sky.

You stepped away from the tree to see what she was rambling about.

It was like an instant did the flying green object go by. Leaving you and your floating companion speechless.

“AHHHH- DID YOU SEE THAT!?” Paimon exclaimed while tugging on your sleeve.

You couldn’t help thinking to yourself. “Huh. You don’t see that everyday-“ still in awe at what just happened. “C’mon Paimon! We have to follow whatever that thing is!”

She gasped dramatically. “Follow!? Did you SEE how scary that thing was??”

You rolled your eyes as you stepped up the pace and started jogging. “Paimon, if it is what I think it is; that thing that was in the sky might just be a dragon!”

“AND HOW DOES THAT MAKE IT ANY BETTER!?”

While she groaned in detestment, Paimon quickly trailed behind you. You- being determined to find that dragon- kept running towards the direction it was going.

It took a while, but you stopped in the middle of a thick forest. Hearing grunts of an animal getting louder and louder as you peaked from a nearby tree.

What you saw shocked you; to say the least.

A boy, arms reaching forward near the snout of the dragon. Smoke coming out of its nostrils.

“… Don’t be afraid.” He said, trying to calm the beast.

“… It’s alright now. I’m back.”

You felt something happening crawling on your skin, arms. It was odd. Looking away and at your arms, you finally saw. Eyes widening.

Turquoise veins appeared- running down your arms. Glowing for what seemed like a split second. Soon it stopped. Your veins, disappearing.

The dragon roared. It echoed across the entire forestry. The young boy's arms went to cover himself as the dragon tried to attack.

“Who’s there!?” He called out. The dragon, now enraged, spread its coloured wings and flew off to who knows where. While the boy vanished with a bright light.

The same bright light that you encountered…

“Oh, my god… what the fuck was that?” You were too staggered to mind tongue. Looking back at your arms.

“A-are you ok? Your arms…” Paimon said under her breath.

Ok? Ok wasn’t the word. You were… lost, scared, thunderstruck, worried, anxious, terrified to your wits ends.

But all you said was-

“I remember.”

“So wait, Paimon is confused-“

The day still burned brightly as you walked down yet another gravel path.

“Confused about what? I remember. I remember being in a… hospital. Yeah- a hospital. Also, there were people surrounding me and I just… passed out.”

Your face while rembersing showed Paimon enough to know what you were gonna do.

“Paimon… I have to get back,” you said, “I- I remember, there’s something I need to do!”

The flying toddler was confused and hazy. Get back? Another world?? She didn’t know how to respond to what you were saying at all.

“Uhh- well, if you need to get back home, Paimon might know a way…”

“Really?? What do you got?” You persisted.

“Well, all over Teyvat they mention these deities called the seven archons…”

“Deities…” you mumbled under your breath, thinking out loud.

“A-and they created all the elements of the visions you see today. So, if anybody can get you home, maybe they can…?”

Suddenly, your hands flew to Paimon’s shoulders. A shining beam plastered across your face. Oh yeah, Paimon was scared.

“I’m in a new world full of magic and mystery, trying to find seven gods that might take me months, years, or even DECADES to find… LET’S DO THIS, PAIMON!”

You scurried away. Seemingly towards the massive towers you could see in the distance. Paimon gasped, catching up to you.

“A-are you crazy!? No way you could ever do that! Paimon could never dream of such a… ridiculous thing!!”

Alas, you could not hear her over the feeling of pure excitement and adventure in your eyes. This is just like in the books! Where there’s magic and powers and hidden romance- everything you loved to read!

“Too late! C’mon, let’s get to Mondstat quickly so we can find the first god!”

You ran off ahead. Leaving an annoyed Paimon to trail after you.

Oh yeah, this was most definitely gonna be a journey to remember…

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