visionsofteyvat

[visionsofteyvat]

"Sometimes the perfect person for you is who you least expect it to be."

A story of two Harbingers melting the ice between them.

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Who would've thought you'd find yourself here, dancing the night away with Tartaglia of all godforsaken people. His teasing grin hadn't left his face the whole night, especially with La Signora pushing him onto you to get him out of her hair.

You'd have a due argument with Rosalyne after this you were quite sure. All the Fatui knew you weren't a fan of the Harbinger Tartaglia, for his cunning jokes and occasionally childish nature was not one you were keen on being around.

Though you didn't expect anything different from a man who had younger siblings to entertain, the others couldn't say much to that.

In the constant icy darkness that seemed to plague your very existence, you could almost say that dear Tartaglia's more immature nature was almost a breath of fresh air; added wood to your dwindling flame if one might say. You allowed yourself to get lost in his faded, ocean hues, wondering to yourself if light ever shone in them anymore, perhaps around his family? It'd been a long time since any of the Harbingers had light in their eyes, aside from the occasional unhinged and primal satisfaction they all felt every once in a while. Especially Dotorre.

But alas, you allowed dear Childe to swing you around the dance floor effortlessly, following his movements with no mistakes. Not one time did you fear he would miss a step, not one time did you step on his foot, no, not once. But even then, you did not smile as you looked into his eyes, not even as he spun you around and picked you up and continued gliding across the dance floor like you were skating across ice.

The routine was engraved into your brains, for the Fatui had been special guests to the Royal Family of Snezhnaya's annual balls time and time again, and plus, every child of Snezhnaya would practice in the dance, for it was an escape from many burdens.

"You seem distracted, Comrade." Childe hummed, pulling you just a bit closer, forcing you to change up how your feet moved to not make one another fall over, but you did not mind the change.

"Anything to get my mind off of the fact I am doing this dance with you, Ajax." You sighed softly, voice quiet as to not let everyone and anyone hear Tartaglia's given name. You felt his hand grip your waist tighter as he fought not to tense up at the usage of his name, and that brought a small grin to your face.

Childe shook his head a little, a boyish laugh leaving him as he continued to lead you through the waltz as if you weren't two people who clashed often in near anything else.

The glimmering crystals and carefully stitched gems on your clothes gleamed beneath the light of the extravagant diamond chandeliers that hung from the ceiling. You closed your eyes in an attempt to lose yourself in the music once more. Yet, of course, you couldn't do such a thing when it was Tartaglia by your side.

"Perhaps we got off on the wrong foot."

You eyes slowly opened upon hearing him say your name, looking up at him with a small raise of your brow, you insisted, "Continue, dear Ajax."

His face flushed slightly, and he spun you around once more, nearly off que, and you narrowed your gaze slightly in reprimand. How embarrassing would it be for the 'sophisticated' Fatui if they messed up an age old dance in front of the royal family?

"Apologies, Comrade."

"Hurry up or I may just go find someone else to continue this dance with. I'm sure I can drag Rosalyne back here."

His face twisted into disgust at the mention of La Signora, and you laughed, outright laughed, but you tried to reign it in before it got out of hand.

But when your vision came to focus back in, you were met with the awestruck look of Childe. "What?" You asked, shifting so your hand held his shoulder a bit tighter as he lifted you off of the ground before bringing you back down.

"Your laugh is most beautiful."

You said nothing in response, just looked up at the thorn in your side and wondered when he had gotten so...calming to be around. You let your focus hone back in as the music came into a crescendo, everyone on the floor spinning around to match the speed.

Not once had you seen Childe smile so genuinely without an ounce of uncertainty behind it. Not once had you thought of his firm touch to be comforting.

Not once had you seen the light shine in his eyes like it had then.

-D

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#gender neutral reader #genshin impact #drabble #is this fanfiction? #x reader #genshin impact drabbles #tartaglia x reader #childe x reader #ajax x reader #genshin impact x reader #fatui harbinger x reader

[visionsofteyvat]

"But if the day ever came where he brought ruin to order..."

The past Geo Archon would not always be there to watch over the people of Liyue. He knew that. He made sure others knew as well.

This shows a father and son relationship between Zhongli and Xiao. If you ship them romantically then this post is not for you.

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"Something is wrong?" Xiao asked the figure before him, his knees digging into the wood beneath them, but despite the faint pain he kept his gaze locked on the back of the man that changed his life for the better. Even if he was in near constant turmoil from the darkness that never truly left him.

"Stand up, Xiao. Come sit and have tea with me." Zhongli turned to face him, offering Xiao a smile that made the Adeptus widen his eyes before quickly pulling his feet under himself. Despite the calm and collected demeanor his leader had worn for more than just a few centuries, Xiao couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. It was making him uneasy, and his eyes flit across their surroundings as he followed Zhongli to what he assumed was the God's room.

It felt weird, just spending time with Rex Lapis like before the time of Archons and the seven nations. Xiao didn't mind it too much though, even if he was on edge, he would never overlook the opportunity to spend time with Zhongli given there was no important matters to deal with.

Zhongli motioned for Xiao to take a seat at the small table that housed two cups of steaming tea, before he himself sank into one of the seats. Xiao did not miss how for a split second, a look of pain had crossed his features.

"What is wrong, please tell me." There was a hint of desperation in his voice, because Xiao couldn't lose Rex as well. Of course, he would still look after Liyue because Zhongli's death did not mean their contract was null, but he didn't know how much more he could take. He'd lost so much, so many, the Illuminated Being before him could not join the faded out faces of those who haunted him should he ever find himself drifting off to sleep. To wake up and search for him, only to remember he no longer walked this land, Xiao did not know if he could take it.

Zhongli took his cup into his gloved hands, lightly blowing on the steaming liquid before taking a long sip. Thinking of the best way to word his dilemma. Xiao watched him eagerly, brows furrowed in worry, and it wasnt until his cup was sat back on the small plate and he took in a small breath to begin speaking did the Adeptus across from him take a small breath as well.

"Erosion."

"...what?"

Zhongli paused, because that surely wasn't the way he had wanted to break the news.

"My memories are fading. Sometimes it gets harder to hide my identity whenever I get into confrontations, harder to pull my attacks, harder to control the suppressed side of myself." Zhongli watched Xiao's expressions carefully. Xiao looked at him with a heavy sense of dread coming over his face like a storm cloud, eyes scanning his face for any potential tell-tale sign that this was just some sick joke that Gods have that Xiao didn't know of.

"It could only be erosion that makes me feel the sort. The day was destined to come eventual-"

"But I have heard no word of any of the other Archons going through it?" Xiao cut him off, ignoring the chill that went down his spine at the thought that he'd ever do such a thing. Even if the look Rex Lapis gave him was not angry in any sort, just...sad.

"And for that I am grateful. I hope that they have many more years before the effects ever start to make themselves known. I, also, am no longer an Archon." Zhongli sighed, gaze falling to trace the lines of the wood within the table for but a moment before looking back at Xiao. "I know you don't want to believe it."

"I don't."

"But you will have to."

"I know."

Xiao blinked a few times, reigning in his emotions so he could think rationally. "What would you like me to tell the others?"

"Should the day come where I pose a threat, you shall not hold back. The Adeptus' priority is to protect Liyue. Even if it means having my head." Zhongli stated, taking another sip of tea as if he hadn't just reached his hand into Xiao's chest and yanked out his beating heart. Slowly crushing it beneath the weight of what he was asking.

Xiao could not disobey though, how could he? The contract was set in stone, and his job was always to protect Liyue. Though it couldn't help to try. "Is there anything I-we can do? To..to slow the process?" He could feel the color draining from his face, just the thought of killing him had the younger feel sick.

"No."

"There has to be-"

"There isn't."

"But father-"

Xiao paused, quickly averting his gaze and blinking back the stinging in his eyes. Zhongli was silent, and that only made his breaking heart crack further. What if Rex had already forgotten who he was to Xiao? Would this be a sign of disrespect? Or-

He felt arms wrap around his shoulders, a gloved hand wiping across his tear-stained cheeks. "I know I'm asking a lot, my son. But it is necessary, and I apologize that you are a part of the process."

Xiao buried his face into the many layers of Zhongli's intricate outfit, pressing his head against his chest, listening intently to his heartbeat like he used to do so often when he was just a boy. It calmed him. Quelled his fear. Left him feeling protected and ready for whatever was to come.

But he wasn't ready this time. The beating of Zhongli's heart only made him cry more, because that meant a day would come where he would no longer hear it. And that day would come sooner than he ever would've hoped.

-D

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#genshin impact angst #xiao angst #zhongli angst #genshin impact drabbles #is this fanfiction?

[visionsofteyvat]

"I've seen him in battle before...and oh what a sight it was."

Number 2 of the Fatui Harbingers is no ordinary being

Content Warning: Death, blood, light description of gore

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An embodiment of war. One who struck fear within his enemies, and one who inspired his allies to live to fight another day.

Il Capitano was a force to be reckoned with.

Especially today. When the full moon was high in the sky and the chilling Snezhnayan wind could seep into ones bones and render them immobile. But The Captain was not phased. He trudged through the snow with his forces behind him, ready for open battle, eager for it.

Though unlike young Ajax, who really wasn't as young as he used to be, Capitano did not feel much lust for battle. It was more of an...appreciation.

An appreciation of the show of strength among both sides, and that whoever was stronger in number, will, and power would come out on top. A game of life or death that required more than just brute strength and blind swings. It required strategy. A mind game just as much as it was one of strength. Capitano could appreciate if the opposing forces had good plans. Though alongside those almost righteous thoughts, there was a hunger.

An undeniable, insatiable hunger.

For Capitano was no ordinary being.

Surely not, not as he ripped through his opponents with strength and vigor that no ordinary human could dream to have. Not as his greatsword cleaved through flesh and bone, painting the once pristine snow with coats of red. Not as he devoured any who had the opportunity to get close and attempt to battle him alone.

No. Capitano was a beast unleashed on the world, and he basked in the heat of battle. The blood of his enemies. All so that when it was over, he could return to your arms, and the beauty could lull the beast to sleep. Urging the rage back into it's cage and leaving behind the silent shadow that oozed an aura of danger.

Il Capitano was an embodiment of war. One who struck fear within his enemies, and one who inspired his allies to live to fight another day.

Yet he was also your beloved protector, one who would let no harm befall you as long as his presence graced the world.

-D

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#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #capitano #capitano x reader #fatui harbinger x reader #x reader #drabble #genshin impact drabbles

[visionsofteyvat]

“How daring, dear Secretary.”

There is nothing you can do except to zone out when you are bored, especially with one hell of a boring meeting.

top!reader x Pantalone

Reader is gender-neutral and is referred to as ‘Secretary.’

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“This is quite a request, won’t you say?” Your superior said, his voice airy and sophisticated. His tone, a reminder that the people inside this room are inferior to the likes of him, even you — his long time secretary. You swallowed, clenching your jaw as you try to not let his words echo in your mind. You’ve had enough experience to do this, getting distracted from work from simply hearing the man’s sultry voice is not new to you.

“Sir Harbinger-'' the trader stuttered. Not a name to his face; after all, you never bothered learning his name nor title, not when you heard the almost inaudible scoff Pantalone gave as the man stumbled through the door. A shuddering warmth spreads through your chest at the thought, realizing that you were familiar to him enough that you have the privilege to hear such a faint — almost out of place — sound from the man.

The trader’s words soon became a blur to your ears, syllables slurring together as he drones on. You knew there was nothing important about this meeting, the Ninth rarely ever needed your assistance meetings even more important than this, preferring to do everything by himself. There won’t be any worries if you simply zone out for a few moments, no loss would come to you.

Fortunately enough, you didn’t need to block out the meeting for too long when you see the trader scurry out of the room distastefully, face full of resentment.

Twisting your feet lightly in place, pleased that your legs had not gone numb after standing for so long. Once you can no longer hear the trader’s footsteps, you make your way towards Pantalone’s desk to do the usual protocols for after-meetings.

The Ninth leaned back against his chair, his movement practiced and graceful. You truly envy him, though, it seems to be more enraptured at him in these moments. A powerful figure, richer than the mora you’d obtain in your entire life. A man with looks that leaves nothing to desire, a walking statue of nothing but beauty. There was nothing you can do but feel reverie towards him.

“Sir Harbinger,” you bowed, coming to his side.

“Do not let that man request for future meetings, there is nothing he can give that I cannot afford.” The harbinger ordered, waving his hand at the papers on his desk, motioning you to clean up the mess.

“Yes, Sir.” You nodded, moving closer to the man, gathering the scattered documents into a neat pile.

Holding your breath, you try to contain the shiver at such close proximity. Close enough where you could feel heat from the man’s body, enough to give you goosebumps despite the room being a perfect temperature. Shakily exhaling, you swallow as you tap the pile against the wooden desk, skin feverish from the eyes Pantalone has on you.

“Secretary,” came the unbelievably charming voice, the sound making your ears feel like keeling over itself had the word been any louder.

You look up, shoulders trembling ever so slightly. The air freezes in your lungs as you stare into the man’s knowing eyes, his face closer than you’ve ever had the chance to see before.

“Aren’t you tired?” He asked, smiling at you.

“…Pardon?” You blinked, all present concerns melted away to make way for confusion.

“Aren’t you exhausted from pretending?” Pantalone puts a hand on your neck, the metal of his ring scathing cold against your burning skin. “There’s no need to feign falsities of the attraction you have for me, my dear.” He grinned, a condescending look on his face. You could care less, this situation was like a fever dream to you.

“Sir-“ he cuts you off, pushing his thumb into your mouth, the bitter taste of fabric consumes you. Pantalone only laughs at your grimace, sadistic bastard.

The Ninth moved even closer to you, his forehead brushing against yours, you could only stare at the man as he grazed your cheek with his free hand.

“You’ll have me, for a day.” He continued, amusement etched in his words. “Consider it… a reward for your hard work, Secretary.”

You swallowed, gently biting on his thumb. Your heart pounding in your ears, almost seemingly trying to burst out of your chest.

“Every aspect of me,” the harbinger chuckles. “Even the one you don’t think I’d have.”

From what had possessed you at the moment, you didn’t know. All you could hear was the storm ringing in your ears as you reached up to Patalone’s hair, admiring the lurings of his eyes, and pulled.

His eyes widened minutely at the action, head tipping back from the force, exposing his unmarred skin for you to see. A wretched part of yourself laughs with adoring glee, it had taken almost no effort to be able to see such reaction on your boss, much to your disbelief.

“Color me surprised, dear Secretary.” Pantalone breathily huffed, voice now huskier than you’ve ever heard in all your time of working under him. “I didn’t think you’d have it in you.”

“To think you’d-“ a nip from you cuts him off, teeth gently scraping the sensitive skin. “To think you’d start off so boldly, I was wrong in my assumption.”

You gave no response to that, only tightening the hair in your hold. Pulling down the turtle-neck that tortured you on a daily to reveal a span of smooth skin, eager to be marked. You leave light kisses against his neck, savoring the small jumps the harbinger gets every time your lips touch him.

While busying yourself with his neck, you made sure to keep your ears trained on the muffled gasps, the half bitten back moans, the hitched breath whenever you tighten the pull on his hair.

“Ngh- I hadn’t- hadn’t expected you to be quite slow at this, Secretary.” he laughs, though, it sounds nothing like his usual ones. It sounded broken, breathy — borderline desperate. It was like he was holding himself back from fully letting his needs take over.

“Stop talking.” You grunt out, groping his chest though his shirt. It was soft, very soft, just like you expected.

“How daring-“ a pinch at his nipple got you a moan that tore itself through him mid sentence. You smirks against his neck, feeling his Adam’s apple bobbles from the ensuing silence.

“Say, Sir Harbinger.” You finally let his hair go, moving to the ass you’ve dreamt of touching since the moment you laid your eyes on him. “Have you bottomed?”

“Secretary.“ He bit his lip, jaw clenching at the shameless question. “You-“

“You need to focus, Secretary.” Pantalone’s voice called out, except it was… normal. The same tone he had everyday, addressing his inferiors. You blinked, looking around the room and finally to the harbinger himself. Blood drains from your face as the realization sets in.

“Yes! Sir!” You bolted up, shoulders straight and back aligned, looking straight at your boss.

“I’ll let you off easy this time.” He smiles brightly, the action does not reach his voice. “There won’t be a next one. So consider it a reward for your hard work, Secretary.”

- M

#pantalone x reader #genshin impact #fatui harbinger x reader #fatui harbingers #x reader

[visionsofteyvat]

Money Talks

The Regrator appreciates all of his wares and his treasures, as I'm sure you're aware.

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"Let me see the back, darling."

Turning so your backside faced him, you looked over your shoulder to gage his reaction, a smile coming to his lips as he nodded his head, pleased with how the suit looked on you.

"Come here."

A proud smile on your face, you turned and strode towards him, stopping before where he sat in his plush seat. His hands came to run along your body, starting at your legs and moving over the cusp of your butt, fingers pulling the tucked shirt out of your pants so his cold gloves could trail across your skin. You jumped slightly at the sudden chill, pulling a laugh from him as you grabbed his shoulders, trying not to lean forward into him as you felt a bit weak in the knees when his hands ghosted over your stomach.

"My Lord.." You breathed out, trying to regain your composure as he wrapped his arms around you, placing his head against your stomach with his head tilted up so he could look you in the eyes with a teasing glint to his gaze.

"Hmm..?"

"We'll miss the reservation if we don't leave soon." The slight drop of his smile almost made the corner of your lips turn up in amusement.

"We can't have that now..can we?" Pantalone released his hold on you, standing up from his seat, forcing you to back up a few steps so you didn't fall over at the proximity.

"I'll go pay and then we can leave..finish getting ready."

You watched him leave with a bashful expression, almost letting out a dreamy sigh that would've definitely boosted his ego if he had still been in the room. You could've never hoped to have a better man by your side, he paid for everything you needed, and all you had to do was keep him company whenever he was around and warm his bed for when he wasn't.

Retucking the black shirt into your black slacks, you grabbed the customized jacket and pulled it on, it held most of the color for this expensive outfit with various shades of dark blues and greys, fitted so it hugged your body just right without being too tight it was uncomfortable. You were trying to fix up your hair when Pantalone walked back in, a pleased expression on his face as he looked you over.

"Beautiful." He stated as he walked up to you and began running his hands over the fabric to make sure everything was just right.

While he did so, you started to ramble on about how nervous but excited you were. This restaurant was new and already had a huge reputation, there would be a lot of attention on you for coming in with The Regrator himself. The thought of all that attention made you anxious, but you were happy to spend time with Pantalone whenever you could. Especially with how busy he'd become lately.

Pantalone smiled at your behavior, he couldn't lie that at first it annoyed him, but he grew to appreciate everything you offered. You weren't even looking directly into his eyes anymore, staring off behind him while you talked as if you were talking to a hidden camera or something along those lines.

Chuckling, he wrapped a hand around your tie and pulled, forcing your eyes back to him. "Dearest, everything will be just fine. If anyone makes you feel any less than you know you are.." he pulled you closer, pressing his lips against yours in a passionate kiss, leaving you breathless as he pulled back.

"Then they'll learn not to disrespect the Fatui Harbingers in any way. Especially those who mean so much to them."

-D

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#genshin impact #drabble #fatui harbinger x reader #pantalone x reader #gender neutral reader #genshin impact x reader

[visionsofteyvat]

"Goodness, look at you, leaping to conclusions..."

A story about Mondstadt's favorite Cavalry Captain? Well, Traveler, he's a pretty confusing fellow.

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"I'm sure they are with Captain Kaeya, they always go out drinking together!"

"He's said they were just friends multiple times, I'm sure they are just pretty close."

"Please, do you ever really believe everything our dear Cavalry Captain says? He has that gleam in his eye..like he knows exactly how to twist the situation into his liking."

"You bunch are insufferable, stop gossiping and come eat!"

The people of Mondstadt had plenty of different opinions about the type of person you were to Kaeya Alberich, and you couldn't lie, the line was pretty blurry everytime the two of you came together.

Friends with benefits seemed to be the closest definition. You spent almost every moment of free time together, either drinking in Angel's Share or with you sitting on his desk in his office, listening intently to everything he had to say about how his day was going.

One day the two of you seemed like just normal friends; you being the buffer between the two adoptive brothers whenever Kaeya started to get into Diluc's hair, or making sure one or the other out of you two didn't drink too much so you could help the other to your house since it was the closest to the tavern.

Yet other times, Kaeya treated you like the love of his life. You'd wake up to his face buried into your neck, pressing soft kisses on your skin as he gently rubbed his ungloved hands over your body, eyepatch discarded on the bedside table. He'd whisper sweet nothings and how much you meant to him, and from there it could either mean going for another round or just being lazy and cuddling until you were forced to get up.

No matter if anyone asked him about his status with you, he would never give them a set answer. And if you happened to be around when they asked? He'd throw his arm around your shoulder and pull you close, a teasing grin on his face as he would declare, "My sweetheart and I don't have to put labels on our friendship."

-D

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#genshin impact #genshin impact kaeya #kaeya x reader #gender neutral reader

[visionsofteyvat]

"Blasphemy."

Uncovered acts of one Fatui Harbinger.

Content Warning: Kidnapping, use of syringes, reader gets experimented on

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"Hand me the syringe! They are waking up!"

Your eyes began to focus, and you immediately wanted to escape, to break free. The pain that coursed through your body made you writhe, but it was an awkward movement with the straps holding you down. You looked around frantically, trying to figure out where you were. You couldn't scream out for help, you could barely breathe, what was happening?

A strange man appeared in your line of sight, albeit your vision was still a bit distorted and made him appear like some demon with how his red eyes gleamed with the reflection of the light above you on his face.

"Hush now, you're messing up the process. You don't want to be a failure and have to be destroyed now do you?"

You barely had time to process his words before he stabbed the syringe into your skin, a burst of heat coming out of it that coursed through your body at frightening speeds. It took but moments more before your vision darkened and ceased once more.

When you awoke, you were still lying down, and you blinked a few times in confusion at how different the vision in your right eye seemed. You swallowed thickly, pushing yourself up on the experiment table, yet no matter how hard you tried to move further than that your body restricted you from doing so.

"Hello?"

You slapped a hand over your mouth in shock of how your voice sounded, a bit robotic like and deeper than it usually was, and it held an eery smoothness to it that almost sounded like each word you spoke could lull someone into compliance.

You let your eyes scan over your body, covered with a black patient gown. Cut beneath the thighs, you noticed your legs had been changed out for metal ones, and your left arm was metal as well, severed right at the shoulder. You gagged, but you couldn't move from your spot to try to find a trashcan. You swallowed thickly, looking around, and thats when you noticed a figure entering the room.

His mask was bird-like, his hair the same blue color as that of the man you'd seen only for a few seconds before, but the length was longer, more refined. He held a scowl on his face at first, but his lips parted slightly in what you could only determine was awe as he began approaching you, stopping a few feet away.

"Get up."

You immediately complied, body moving on it's own to stand no matter how much pain came from all the spots where your flesh connected with the metal.

"Come towards me."

Yet again, your legs moved on their own, and you stopped as soon as he held his gloved hand up. You were too shocked to even truly think, what the hell happened to you? Why had this happened? Who was this man?

"Did those idiots cut out your tongue? Can you not speak?"

You hesitated momentarily, before shaking your head, "I can speak."

He seemed displeased at your hesitance, but he raised up his hand to pull at the mask that covered most of his face from your vision. The moment he revealed his face to you a bunch of text appeared in the corner of your eye: name, age, date of birth, profession, and even more. Yet...for some reason, all you got was 'error' as the answer besides all of those.

"What did you do to me?" You asked, looking at him straight in his ruby eyes.

Waving his hand slightly, his mask catching all the light in the room, the man let out a chuckle, "I made you better. Though it is up to you to let me know if you can become incredible. Perhaps my greatest creation." He looked you over with intensity.

"You will do well to get rid of any thoughts of going back to your past life, it won't happen."

"Why?"

His lips pursed in irritation, and his brows furrowed as he sighed out: "Going back to your family as an unstable weapon created for destruction and to carry out my acts of blasphemy alongside me doesn't exactly seem like the best idea...now does it?"

You felt tears sting your eyes, and behind the blurriness of your vision you saw him smile at your obvious pain.

"An assistant will take you to your room to let you finish recovering. Then you will be trained." He turned on his heel as he rose his hand up and situated his mask back on his face, striding towards the door and taking his suffocating aura with him.

You watched him leave the room, stuck to your spot like a well-trained dog waiting on it's owner. It made you sick, it made you angry, you wanted to fight back, but how? How could you get past this programming? How could you get away from the man that seemed like he could hold the world in his hands and conduct the way it turned all on his own? Changing fate with the snap of a finger.

His greatest creation...perhaps you could be his greatest failure instead.

-D

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#genshin impact #dottore #dottore x reader #il dottore x reader #gender neutral reader

[visionsofteyvat]

Abiding Principles

A tale of an Archon’s timeless ideal.

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Eternity is but a reach of her hand. She only has to do what she must, a simple wave would yield a gratifying result. Her humans would kneel, hanging onto her every words, starved to please their god. It is these thoughts that she, Beelzebub, vows to upon.

Protection to the nation, protection to the people, protection of her everything. The saccharine promises of her own subjects ring loud against her ears; the laughters of those that she once knew echoed in her mind, leaving nothing but a trail of bittersweet wisp raging in her chest.

A prosperous nation they are, such calmness could only mean it is necessary for eternal to rule. Her nation, Inazuma, will soon become its best version under her reign of Eternity. An everlasting nirvana; immovable against time. Unchanging. Still. Deathless.

Despite the love and blossoming joy at such thoughts, tendrils of unease crept its way through her. Its thorns prodding, warping her every thoughts, weighing her down as she stands above her own subjects.

A deep instilled fear, perhaps. She dared not doubt the trepidation. One must always follow the rules of the Heavenly Principles, she understands this better than all living matters residing within Teyvat. Even if such rules clash against her own ideal.

Erosion, a wall that even she cannot break in her pursuit of eternity. A vacancy, one she is too familiar with, imbedded in her mind, longing to see what she had lost just once more. Fighting the nature of erosion is naught but impossible — a degrading losing battle, Ei knew.

Though, as if fate has endowed its power upon her, Ei stumbled across a mean of marching to her longed eternal of stillness. It was then, a decision to forgoes her body was made.

Against unimaginable failures, her amiable spirit pushed through. Time and energy all poured into her experiments, one that will yield perfection.

At long last, the Shogun came to be. A perfect ideal, an everlasting puppet. Its body and mind will surpass her lifespan; yet, the puppet will retain her ‘eternity’ as the day “she” was born, unchanging through time. Ei smiles, a simmering bitterness overflows within her.

Destroying her own body, Ei transfers her consciousness in her sword, creating the Plane of Euthymia. Ever so unmoving against the orders of nature.

Loneliness welcomes her, accompanying the God of Eternity as it always had been prior.

- M

#raiden shogun #raiden ei #genshin impact #inazuma #drabble #is this fanfiction?

[visionsofteyvat]

"Erosion is the world's greatest destroyer of memories."

Content Warning: Erosion!Zhongli, Mentions of Death, Major Character Death(Xiao), Hurt no Comfort

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Liyue Harbor didn't stand a chance. Not as they looked up at the clouds beginning to change color, an apocalyptic hue of oranges and reds, a lone figure standing atop a large jagged platform of rock he himself had created. His dark silhouette broken by the predatory glow from his amber eyes.

The people cried out to be forgiven by their God, one whom they thought had passed years ago. But here he was, in the flesh, and all they could do was grovel on their knees and beg for forgiveness.

Morax grinned, a sick sense of humor bubbling up from the darkness that plagued him. Look at these mortals. So pathetic. Why did they deserve his protection, his love? They were nothing to him.

Because he could not even remember who they were to him.

These people, they had begged him for riches, for good fortune on their contracts, but who were they to beg him for such? What would they do to repay him? He sighed as he looked over the decimated land behind him, where spread out across the burning grasses and upheaval of land lay the bodies of those who betrayed him.

His burning gaze turned to the person who lay beneath his boot, bloodied spear in the crimson splattered grass beneath them. He wondered why he had hesitated so much to kill this particular Adeptus, but like the warrior he was he pushed through the set back. This man was a traitor, he would be slain for betraying him.

Morax's eyes gleamed with sick satisfaction as the gloved hand that struggled to push his leg aside fell limp, and cat-like pupils began to dilate as the Adeptus' life dissipated. Just like the sane part inside of himself was.

Something...somewhere inside of him was trying to fight against his actions. Trying to hold him back from executing his final order upon this nation. Morax cared not for the sad excuse of a mortal lifestyle this...Zhongli tried to convince him he had.

He was Morax. Martial God. Lord of Geo. Prime of the Adeptus. God of Contracts.

He did not care for the empty feeling that began to overtake his heart, plague his mind. He did not care for the way he could feel his memories slipping further, for how this terrible feeling of sadness began to overcome him.

For this was his final contract, and that, he would always remember. Until his body turned to nothingness.

-D

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[visionsofteyvat]

Quite a vast world you’ve stumbled upon, Traveler.

A world millennia old, gated by the Heavenly Principles. A place filled of life, naught devoid of the dark; a world full of histories waiting to be woven to tales. Spoken records becoming memoirs, a remembrance to what once was.

The ultimatum of what was, what is, and what will.

Do you perhaps wish to hear these tales?

- M

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