#where the electro archon SHOULD be

[yuesya]

Land! Sweet, sweet land!

Lumine almost feels as if she could cry in this moment. She shouldn’t have chosen that merchant vessel over Beidou’s Alcor and experienced crew. At the time, the merchant’s ship was leaving sooner –two entire weeks before Beidou was planning to set sail– and Lumine had only wanted to reach Inazuma as soon as possible in order to continue her search for her brother.

They’d been hit by a storm, and the ship had capsized. Fortunately, there were enough emergency rowboats for all members on board, even if the merchant’s goods had been a complete loss to the ruthless waves. Less fortunately… it had been several long days of drifting at sea, and their dwindling supplies weren’t about to last much longer.

“We’ve made it, Lumine!” Paimon cheers. Lumine nods firmly. “We’re alive!”

Alive, and in desperate need of aid. Lumine and a few of the other stronger sailors set out to explore a bit and get a better idea of their surroundings. Hopefully they’d come across some friendly locals who’d be able to extend a helping hand, or at least be willing to just tell them where they’d washed up on–

Someone’s there.

Another person! Lumine quickens her footsteps, even as waterlogged as she is.

“Excuse me–!”

Paimon flies ahead of her, chasing the figure that she’d glimpsed. “Wait! Wait, please, we’re just hapless travelers who –ack!”

“Paimon?” Urgency quickens her footsteps, and Lumine hurries to reach her companion. “You…”

Her voice dies in her throat.

There’s a young girl standing amidst the trees, with blue-white hair that appears almost silver beneath the sunlight. Her clothing is in the distinct fashion of Inazuman dress, a mix of soft blue and lilac colors flowing down her body. It’s almost enough to make Lumine acutely self-conscious of her own waterlogged state and haphazard appearance from days of floating out at sea–

But there’s a dark purple cloth tied over the girl’s face, covering her eyes. A blindfold. The girl is blind.

Blind, and yet she’d moved so smoothly and confidently over the rough terrain. Lumine had barely managed to glimpse her earlier, and if it hadn’t been for her coloring standing out so starkly against the verdant backdrop of the trees, she would’ve thought that she’d imagined it all in her head.

The girl raises her hand –the hand that’s holding onto the back of Paimon’s dress, “Is it yours?”

Paimon squirms. “I’m not an ‘it!’”

“Yes, Paimon is my friend,” Lumine nods firmly –and belatedly realizes that the girl probably can’t even see it. Wait. Is she really blind? The way she moved, the way she seemed aware of everything around her… didn’t really seem like the motions of a blind person…

The girl wordlessly releases her grip on Paimon; Paimon immediately returns to Lumine’s side, casting the girl an unsettled, suspicious look.

“Um…” Best to just get to the point, probably. “Could you possibly point us towards where the nearest settlement is, please?”

“Head south,” the girl raises a pale hand, the one that’s not holding the basket of strange purple grass as she points towards the direction to their left. “Watatsumi’s Bourou Village isn’t far from here. You’ll find it easily once you reach and follow the road.”

“Thank you!” That’s probably the best news that Lumine has heard ever since the shipwreck. “We really appreciate it, miss…?”

The girl remains silent. Lumine trails off awkwardly.

“… Erm, what should I call you?” Lumine ends up asking sheepishly. The girl is certainly strange, but she doesn’t sense any ill will from her. And she’d helped give directions easily enough; Lumine would like to have a name for the person who’d given them assistance.

“… Gojo," the girl says. "Call me Gojo.”

[water-to-drink]

Cursed Taste

(Characters): Kaeya, Childe, Zhongli, Lumine, and Ei

(Synopsis): They finally got transported to your world, more specifically your house. They should be happy but they come face to face with some unfaltering images or depictions of themselves

(Tags/Warnings): Crack fic, sagau, painfully short, (if I missed anything lmk)

(Word Count): 380

(A/n): I wrote this under an hour and almost died laughing when searching up the images

Kaeya

🦚 A pillow shaped like a phallus with his face on the tip really stunned the knight

🦚 Usually he would make a flirty comment or something but he is just at a loss. Does he laugh it off or does he forget what he saw and go back to Tevyat?

🦚What do you even say to this

🦚 Especially when he sees you resting your head on it! What the fuck?!

Childe

🐋 A mug with his face on it, normally he would be faltered but the image you chose isn’t the most appealing one

🐋 His face looks like you’re viewing it through a fish eye lense

🐋 He’s so embarrassed when he sees you pour your drink into it

🐋 So so tempted to smash the mug and get you a new one, a more flattering one

Zhongli

🐉 A tapestry hanging on your wall is nothing, but of all the things to put on it was it really necessary to choose that picture

🐉 A picture of him but the only thing wrong is him having all of his hair gone

🐉 The face he’s making isn’t faltering either, like when and how did you get this picture of him?

🐉 The poor god touched his hair to reassure himself that his hair is still there

Lumine

💫 You have been with her since the day she woke up on the beach and so prides herself on being your first vessel, but at this moment she wish it wasn’t the case

💫 A drawstring bag with her face and text saying “where brother.”

💫 She wants to crawl into a hole and hope that you don’t use her a vessel

💫 Maybe she should gratefully that her mission to find her brother is in your mind but not like this. Anything but this

Ei

🌩️ As the electro archon the concept of her likeness being made into statues is nothing new to her

🌩️ But this… this is almost sacrilegious. She gives you a past because you are her creatior

🌩️ Why does she look so wonky? They got her outfit all wrong!

🌩️ No matter when you go back to Teyvat she will get you a statue that doesn’t look so fucked up

[yzashaven]

2023 KINKTOBER︰10﹒06

꒰ —♡ C O R R U P T I O N ﹒ K I N K ꒱

EVENT MASTERLIST !

FEATURING ! archon!scara, lyney, dottore, kaeya x fem!reader

WARNINGS ! corruption obvs!!, reader wearing a collar, shibari/bondage, electrostimulation, cunnilingus + fingering, mentions of using aphrodisiac, dottore's clones involved, some name calling, praise + degradation

NOTE ! wow so early!!! (not) i can't tag some people again.... erm... anyway!!! i overused a few words here ngl—also 2 are proofread, 2 aren't. thank u all for your patience i've been so busy with school it's tiring 😭😭

[ chérie - darling, amour - love ]

event taglist— @yukiitaooo @scara6 @kanaedd @ciarchivez @returningluv @im-the-ruler-here @kateybuggi @asimpforpeople @ju1yyyzzz @saturnsapothecary @supercoolusernameomg @uchihaeirin @anon-eu @gojoswife201 @abeitriz @mechanical-lily @breadybuu @dawning-bliss @poisonedmoonl1ght @nothingfuninthislife @eunchaeluvr @cuntz0ne @zomzomb1e @bitchylillyrose @zxdksimpo @kikosaidbye @bleubirdinthesky @rottmntrulesall @angelofdarkness2 @kvronushi @adeptuscharm

—ARCHON!SCARAMOUCHE

corrupting you is a piece of cake for scaramouche; it's his favorite thing to do. an adorable, obedient, little shrine maiden as his personal slut? all for himself at his mercy? sign him up. oh and of course, to make sure you take all that he gives with no resistance whatsoever—he'll make sure to tie you up one way or another. in this case, he decided to take it easy, bounding your wrists together at your back while a collar was around your neck.

"there you go~" he coos in a teasing manner, fingers digging into the flesh of your hips as he guides you in riding him. "feels good, hm?" all that you could do was nod and moan helplessly in response as you let him take full control over your body, "mmh, now that i'm thinking of it, you've never been fucked properly before, right?" he grins darkly as he sees you nod; it's true, he is your first after all. a whimper slips past your lips when he abruptly pulled out before situating you down onto the soft velvet sheets of the mattress, pushing your legs further down until you were practically folded in half, "this is what you call a mating press, doll~" he chuckles before slamming his cock inside you once again, pulling at the leash attached to your collar roughly, causing your eyes to widen as you looked up at him. "oh, don't look at me like that, darling. i might just have to fuck you harder~" and as per his words, his hips began to sharply buck against yours as he observed each and every one of your moans, from the quiet ones to the loud ones that ripped through your throat and making your voice crack out of pure pleasure. not even a minute later, you squirt around his cock whilst it was still thrusting in and out of you at a quick and rough pace, "so adorable~" a scream was drawn from you as his fingers went down to your clit to unexpectedly send a short, weak zap of electro as a way to stimulate you further. "oh come on, i know you like that~ you're just a shy little slut waiting for the right man to break you apart, huh? well... luckily for you, your god himself will be the one ruining you real good~"

—LYNEY SNEZHEVICH

hear me out... soft dom lyney teaching you the ways of romance through intense intimacy and pushing your limits. :3 stimulating you with endless, overwhelming pleasure!!

"can you do one more for me, chérie~?" lyney's fingers and mouth have been skillfully dealing with you for a while now; digits thrusting inside you as they hit all the perfect spots so delicately, his lips wrapped around your swollen clit, gently licking and nibbling on the sensitive bud. you let out whimpers as he continued just that, "you've already came for me so many times, hehe~ a reward should be granted, yes?" before you could protest and say anything at all, he stands up from where he was kneeling and pulls you by the thighs towards the edge of the bed, "mmh~ your sweet fluids are all over your thighs now..." he frowns, "...let me fix that and fill you up with my own cum, hmm~?" without another warning, he easily slides his cock inside your warmth, letting out a small moan at the feeling of your walls engulfing him whole. "feels so good, amour~" he teases as his eyes were fixated on your reactions—body shaking as your lips were parted, gasping for air, moaning and whimpering softly as he started a gentle pace that slowly increased in intensity. "oh, that fucked out look on your face looks so innocent... yet so dirty at the same time~"

—IL DOTTORE

oh, the doctor, experimenting once again, like always! now... who's the best test subject for a rather "intimate" one? of course, his innocent lover.

"how do you feel, my pet?" he says and pats your head gently like how he would to a dog. his thrusts within your cunt were slow and deep, deliciously stretching you out with each snap of his hips, "i knew it... your tough demeanor earlier was nothing but a thin shield. you really thought you could resist me?" he lets out a small laugh, mocking you, "you're just a weak girl on the inside, waiting for someone to tear her pride and dignity to shreds~" he chuckles darkly and reaches forward to fondle at your breasts delicately, "i can't wait to slowly break you apart~" suddenly, he snaps his hips forward as the pace of his thrusts increases, along with the force he was putting in it, constantly hitting your g-spot perfectly. "hah~ that aphrodisiac must be kicking in by now, no? you already look so fucked out and i can feel you getting wetter by the second." he says in a teasing manner, spreading your legs further apart with the help of his clones to hold you down as some of them were touching your cheek delicately, your neck, and your breasts. dottore's hand that was fondling you going down to grip on your hips to steady his rough pace, "focus on me, darling. focus on who's fucking you~" all of that was enough to send you over the edge as you cum hard, walls contracting around his cock that was still busy abusing your pussy, using it as roughly as he always wanted to. "i'm gonna turn you into the sluttiest whore ever~"

—KAEYA ALBERICH

oh... this sly, flirty, smooth talking cavalry captain. he always thought your pure and innocent nature was so adorable, it was his favorite trait of yours. he thinks he's so lucky to have that same girl bent over his desk, begging for more of his rough loving.

"whore." kaeya spat out, thrusting hard inside your cunt from behind as his hand firmly grips at your ass, spanking it. "look at you... moaning all for me, begging for my cock. you that addicted already, huh?" you nod, "good." he smirks mischievously as you let out a lewd scream the moment the tip of his cock kissed your g-spot delightfully, again and again, driving you insane and making your body jolt with each buck of his hips. "fuck—you're too good~ come on, beg me some more. beg me to fuck you senseless~" with a rough thrust forward, it hits a deep part of you that had you cum undone for the umpteenth time. "oh?" kaeya sighs softly, "how am i gonna make you beg when all that's slipping out of your pretty lips are lewd moans and mumbles? hmm~?" he say in a teasing way, "fine then, just keep moaning for me, 'kay~?" his fingers find their way to your clit, pleasuring you further by rubbing it in a way that matched the pace of his thrusts; his other hand making its way up to wrap his long fingers around the back of your neck, holding you down, cheek pressed flat against the cold wood of the table. "even without saying a word, i know all you want right now is for me to fuck you~ just be a good girl and take it all, and i'll keep giving you more~"

[heaven-s-black-box]

Notes- Blabber Mouth; Electro Men minus Sethos x gn!Reader

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Recovery date: February 12th, 2025

Description: Electro version of Blabber Mouth

Notes: Now you might be wondering, S, why are you specifically calling out Sethos' exclusion? Well, because I should have included him but I have not done part two of Cyno's character quest and have not met Sethos properly. Sorry Sethos fans

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Cyno

So, he tells everyone you’re pregnant by making dad jokes

Just had to get that out of the way

I think he’s a little worried about being a dad but he’s so excited

Your first born is planned, but you don’t tell anyone you’re trying

And then he tells the rest of Aggravate at dinner with the stupid “when does a joke become a dad joke? When it becomes a-parent”

But they all brush him off at first and you have to step in

Loves explaining his jokes to your kid, it becomes a bit of a game on who can out do the other

It’s one of these jokes that your kid finds so funny they just have to tell their new sibling

So they run out of their room, Cyno’s been trying to put them to bed, and grab your sides to talk to your stomach

Cyno comes out just in time to see them pouting that they can’t tell the unborn baby’s reaction

You’re trying to maneuver around the news and get them back to bed

As soon as your kid’s in bed he makes another stupid joke and you’re just resigned

Baby number two is just as excited about his jokes, oh Archons there’s three of them now

Ororon

I think he’s a little worried that his fractured soul would somehow transfer to your kid

But, I think he likes the idea of kids once it’s brought up

At first he was kind of ambivalent and then came to the decision that he did want kids, with you specifically

And your first born’s soul is fine, Citali makes sure of it

You’re a little concerned when Ororon declares he’ll go into the Night kingdom if he has to, because you know he would

Likes to garden and care for the aphids with your kid

It’s after one very successful day in the garden where they find a four leaf clover that they tell you you’re pregnant

Your kid gives you the clover and says that it’s lucky so it’ll protect you and the baby

And you’re like, reasonable logic- wait, what?

Ororon trips over his own feet

He’d had an inkling, like with your first born, because I’m sure those who can sense souls can sense a change in pregnant people

He’s so excited for baby number two

[daylite-writes]

please please please please pleaseeeeeeeeeeee continue the sagau, its so good!!!!!!!!

Hnggg okay since y’all asked nicely, here’s the next part (pt 1 here) that I originally had partially written. This is legit the rest of it, so I have no more prepped after this. It’s Dottore Centric since I was originally supposed to cycle through most of the harbingers, and is such mild yandere I hesitated as even tagging it as such.

Doctor’s Orders (on your knees before me) - SAGAU ft. Dottore (pt 2)

After being brought back to the Tsaritsa’s Zapolyarny Palace, a familiar doctor is put in charge of your health. Happily, he takes on the role, and you learn a bit why the world loves you, and why the people hate you.

cws: allusions to temporary death, mild yandere, fading memories of a past life.

700 words

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As it turns out, not letting the creator, well, be the creator leads to adverse side effects. Abnormal ley line flows, early deaths, and an unprecedented amount of power given to Celestia. Something Dottore explained to you in great—very confusing—lengths as he treated your hypothermia.

Huh.

You did not remember any of that from when you played the game.

Was the real world even real, or was this one the falsehood? You had a family and a life, for better or for worse.

Your skull began to ache whenever you thought of your home… logically you had a family, a world you hailed from, separated from your own. It faded from you, slowly, as if it was never even there to begin with. It was difficult to mourn it.

Dottore was speaking, you refocused your attention on him, as he strode over holding a hand out for your forearm, a syringe prepared for you. You gave it up easily.

“Creation, as we’ve found, is a hard task. After making a world, said creator often must rest for millennia. This gave Celestia time to attach to our world—to you—like a parasite. You should have awoken long ago. The archons were all expecting you to descend a few hundred years back. When you didn’t, the Tsaritsa’s war against Celestia began.”

“Ah.” Okay… sure. You’d accept that as fact for now. “What happens now that I’ve descended? Is this war against Celestia over then?”

“Hm? Oh, of course not. The Tsaritsa will personally drag Celestia down from their stolen thrones and gut them in your name, before returning their power to you.”

A violent, gleeful edge tinted his tone, then. Under his mask, a sharp smile spread as the thought crossed his mind. You paid it no attention, it was just the way he was.

“How are you so sure I’m the Creator? Others thought me to be an imposter of sorts.”

“How wouldn’t we?” Dottore laughed. “Your blood is gold, your deaths left the world weeping, the stars in your eyes shift to the constellation of whatever person you look at, and you know so much about each of us. Not to mention, we were the ones who awoke you.”

Your eyes immediately tore away from the syringe he was drawing blood with, shooting to him. “What?”

Dottore smiled, lips curling back to bare sharp teeth. “Oh, they didn’t tell you?”

“You couldn’t have awoken me.” You whispered, brow creasing. “I first appeared in Inazuma, where Kujou Sara killed me.”

The arrow was swift. After hours of wandering across familiar landscapes, the soft buzz of electro on your skin, wonder bright in your eyes. All that was cut short when the tengu woman shot you without hesitation. As you faded away, you heard her mangled scream as you bled gold.

“Awakened, not summoned. We could not control where you descended once your body awoke.”

You nodded. No wonder they were so… prepared to retrieve you, then. Brought back to the Tsaritsa’s palace, you were met with staff, a personal chamber, and every harbinger present to receive you. Even the Tsaritsa herself lowered herself from her icy throne to meet you.

You were very relieved that you met their unknown expectations for this ‘Creator’ you were expected to be.

You felt fingers on your chin, cold, the skin to skin contact separated by his sanitary gloves. He tilted your face up, locking eyes with yours, even if they were hidden by his mask.

He let out a soft, utterly enchanted sigh. “My creator.”

You brought your hand up, cupping his face in turn. Immediately, he slumped into it, like a cat, mumbling again; “My creator… my creator.”

You wondered if his eyes fluttering closed at your touch, if the slump of his shoulders, almost purring sigh, was due to your rank as creator. Was your very touch ecstasy?

His eyes remained closed when he next spoke. “The tsaritsa wishes for your presence, once you are medically cleared. It will be a little bit though. I guess you’ll just have to spend some time within my laboratory. Your health will be observed by me, of course.”

The way he said it, slightly cheeky, made you question if you actually were still sick. Alas, you were out of your depth, for now.

So, you drew back your hand, watching curiously as Dottore’s content look shifted to that of a small frown, lifting his head curiously. At his look of slight disgruntlement, you laughed a bit. “I’ll stay here, just for a few days.”

After all, you needed time to prepare to meet the Tsaritsa.

~~~

So this is all that has been prepped for the Sagau stuff, everything else is just passing thoughts. Thing is, SAGAU is way less popular, which means I read way less, and get less ideas. This is a very traditional SAGAU au tho and I’m happy people liked it!

[merakiui]

the current rotation of thoughts:

✧ camboy lyney using you for some of the various acts in his streams, and everyone just thinks you’re lyney’s partner whenever he brings you on stream. but no one knows you’re actually his step-sibling hehe. <3 try not to call him brother when he’s fucking you silly. :)

✧ creepy, gross stalker scara who watches lyney’s streams just to see you and he’s so annoyed that lyney gets to fuck perfect, pretty you. :( that should be him!!!! naturally, he has to find out what city you live in so he can pay you a visit. he’s your biggest fan, after all. <3 mouchey visits you with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, but it’s not at all innocent because he’s got a knife hidden in that bouquet. and if you don’t let him in your life, he’ll take yours away.

✧ shape of water au with freminet, only he’s so obsessed with you (a mer) and is constantly at war with himself over whether he should keep you to himself or set you free in the ocean. >_<

✧ fatui harbinger lyney and you’re his secretary who arlecchino has officially appointed. oooo maybe you were his friend when the both of you were growing up in the house of hearth, but then you disappeared. how kind of arlecchino to find you (and kidnap you) and bring you back to lyney where you rightfully belong. :D

✧ scaramouche but he’s the electro archon and you’re the head priestess who worships him. his most devout follower and closest companion. i.e. ei and yae miko dynamic, and maybe you’re even a kitsune as well.

✧ shouki no kami size difference……… the most macro/micro potential of all.

✧ discord mod lyney. :)

✧ you’re the dendro archon and scaramouche overthrows you to become the new god of sumeru. also, he fucks you. <3

[dobbie-doo]

˗ˏˋ ꒰ YOU ARE A LIGHT OF EYES OF MINE꒱ ˎˊ˗ ballader / wanderer

you are a ray of light in his impenetrable darkness..

✧ warnings — mention of angst, fem ! reader, doomed relationship, mention of organs. ✧ a/n — sorry for the absence, i was busy writing part 3 of the fic with yandere scara) but for now enjoy a little angst ( BRUUH I will delete this shii tomorrow 💀)

must listen with .. A Little Death – The Neighbourhood

Scaramouche had been stabbed in the back three times, but only after the third time had he finally learned not to expose her to the blow, but to strike first. It was easy to hate people - easier than he had initially thought. Vicious, petty, deceitful and infinitely selfless in their desire to prolong life at any cost, even when it was devoid of the slightest sense… They worshiped the Gods with the most sincere faces, and then sinned with selfless rapture. They smiled kindly, showered pleasantries as if they were gold coins, but each time they began to swear as soon as they realized that there was no longer any need for pretense.

And that made it even more disgusting to realize that some part of his non-existent puppet soul continued to stubbornly strive to acquire this very notorious "humanity". The emptiness where the ribs should have been itched and burned - and he hoped to fill this hole with someone else's blood, pain and suffering.

Killing people is also simple - simpler than he initially thought. They have fragile bones, soft skin and hot hearts that beat in his palms in the last dying fit with quivering clots of bloody flesh.

But the Balladeer did not see beauty in human hearts - slippery, disgusting to the touch and foul-smelling. Disgusting even from an aesthetic point of view. He sincerely tried to discern something in them that would arouse at least a bit of interest in him, but stubbornly did not find it. Or he simply desperately did not want to notice anything, in order to finally convince himself that imitation of people is a waste of time, effort, not worth its cost.

The Electro Archon puppet is created to be the perfect vessel for the Deity. He is above people by right of his birth, by any other right that exists. Electro Gnosis alone will be more than enough to replace some pathetic piece of flesh that drives blood through the veins.

The divine doll Electro Archon was hardly interested in the human body in such a… vicious and obscene aspect.

If he had no need for food, water, or banal rest, then for bed games - and even more so! And did Raiden think about such functions of the puppet organism, creating it…

But when he found such an innocent and bright creature as you, somehow managed to change his opinion about the human race. Hah.. In all his 500 years, he could not even imagine that a creature like him would so tenderly embrace, so passionately kiss and speak such sickeningly sweet words to some human maiden…; he always considered human feelings so alien and forgotten for him, Its uch an unearthly and alien feeling for him… so wrong, but so pleasant… It's as if you're dispelling his bitterness with your sweet taste.

He had no idea how he allowed some girl like you to cross the dangerous line and get so close to him.. Although he does not regret anything. But sometimes he thinks that it was better to kill you then than to break your fragile, like crystal soul into a thousand pieces… He initially understood that your attachment to him was a mistake. A terrible mistake.

@anantaru @hitomisuzuya @lavandulawrites @himasgod @neuvigroove @quimichi @rsventhesecondd @anemoswirlsmyheart @nil4everheartz @kujiba @genshingorlsrevengeance @shyentsfoundherink @lavandulawrites @ashyashylee

[octaves-of-estoiles]

Basically if the reader was thrown into Teyvat with Markiplier’s ‘can my body take this’ attitude.

There's mentions of suicidal tendencies, but you're not actually suicidal. Just stay safe out there, okay?

The way you have so many people worried about you is insane.

But like you have a valid reason!

If you’re going to live in Teyvat full time, you’ve got to know what you can die from and what almost kills you.

So after you gain Aether’s trust for you to leave his sight for more than an hour, you immediately go and look for somebody you know. 

The first time it happened, you were in Inazuma, so somebody from the Inazuma cast just had to be willing to help you

Heizou was the first person you came across and the first person to drag you back to Aether after he heard your request. 

Gave him a good laugh then he figured out you weren’t joking.

“I am not attacking you!” “Why not, it’s for science! If a treasure hoarder can handle it, then so can I!”

You had been reluctantly dragged back to Aether after Heizou had just stared at you.

Aether had chewed you out when he had found out, shaking your shoulders.

"You absolute idiot! What is wrong with you!"

That did not deter you, however, you will find your body’s limits.

Itto, bless his heart, was actually willing to go along with it when you said that nothing should go that wrong. He was a bit worried when he found out he had to hit you, but a simple smile had him agreeing to it with little hesitation.

But of course, your plans were once again foiled.

Kuki had rounded the corner right before Itto had swung and was fast enough to tackle you to the ground where Itto’s claymore didn’t reach.

You feel sorry for the talking-to that Itto had gotten to this day

At this point, you weren’t allowed to go anywhere without supervision from a responsible individual.

So obviously, you found a way to sneak away from whoever was watching to find a safer option.

Little Sayu had been confused, to say the least, but had put a finger to her mouth in thought then shrugged before preparing her ‘attack’

Granted, she healed, so the only attack there was was you getting hit in the face with her Daruma(Idk man i looked at the wiki)

Aether did find out unfortunately, but that was to be expected from the large bruise on one side of your face. And boy was he mad.

“Are you fucking kidding me.” “Where did you learn that–oh.”

You think he’s this close from just chaining you to him until he can trust you. 

Yoimiya? Nope, she had made a large x with her arms when you opened your mouth to ask. She had apologized with custom fireworks so you let it slide.

Sara? Also no, she came up to you and handed you an official decree for you to see a therapist while looking you in the eye. She had looked the most worried and said that she would be willing to help if need be.

You’re finding it really hard to explain to them that you’re just finding your limits, so you just nod and ask if she wants to go with you. 

Listen

You know whether or not you’d live an attack just from seeing it in the distance. You only went to Itto out of curiosity. 

But you will not go up to Yae Miko or Ei and ask them to attack because you’re very aware that you would die.

They both seemed to notice that you had this revelation and would scold you(with humor in Yae Miko’s place) about how reckless you’re being.

Reckless is asking the electro archon to attack you.

You’re not doing that sooooo–

When Aether had taken you to the Kamisato estate to visit the siblings, the thought of asking them hadn’t even crossed your mind. 

Ayato was a big no with his abilities and Ayaka’s attack was just too ridiculous for you to survive. Thoma, however….

Aether could probably hear your thoughts by now because he had looked at you with a ‘don’t even think about it’

So you had sighed disappointedly, nodded, and ignored the bright look that Aether gave you while shaking your arm encouragingly. 

Why do these people think you want to die? For some reason, Paimon of all people gets it but it’s not like she can do anything against Aether’s wrath so she just sits back and giggles as you suffer.

You step into the Kamisato, are asked to introduce yourself and are immediately whisked away when you do. Aether had kinda just stood there, waving smugly as you struggled against the ladies pulling you towards another room.

Ayaka had been in said room, waiting with her hand maidens as they suffered through various clothes. 

You had then been pampered by your friend and her workers for the next hour or so. Ayaka stayed close to you and talked about she felt so glad to have you as a friend and to promise to go to the next festival with her. 

Next door, Thoma had been grilling Aether and Paimon about symptoms on your mental health. He sighed with relief every time he heard something good and silently promised himself to keep his pyro vision on a tighter leash around you. 

He also had given you a ‘don’t even think about it’ look when you entered the room with the question on your lips, patting your back comfortingly as you deflated. 

When Ayato had joined you all to eat dinner that night, it was actually you who had said ‘hell no’ when he offered to assist you, missing the way that everyone else at the table except you and Ayato (And Paimon who was stuffing her face at the time) had silently cheered.

That was the day they learned you had a sliver of common sense in you.

I can-- and want-- to make more of these for the other nations. Just say the word!

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hi can I request

zhongli dating xianyuns daughter(reader)(well not blood daughter but, shenhe and ganyu are called her daughters) it starts during the days that he's still an archon, xianyun orders the reader to keep the geo archon company or should I say serve him, and they developed their feelings towards each other. Since zhongli is an archon he sees ganyu and shenhe as a little children that xianyun is taking care of, but the reader is an exemption since he sees her as a beautiful woman at age reader is also immortal (electro vision holder)

Dainty

Pt.1

(GIF Is Not Mine)

Dainty pt. 2

Zhongli x F! Adepti Reader

(skin color, height, body, and facial features not mentioned or described in this work of fiction, made for all readers who align with she/her she/they)

Warnings: OOC Zhongli, Blood, Death, Near Death, War, Violence, Arguments (Mentioned/Described), Betrayal/Abandonment From Parental Figures/Home, Nudity, A Little Angst In The Parts Speaking About War And Readers Back Story.

“A proper woman” “A polite lady” and “A sweet girl” Is what you grew up in all your life, all you knew, all you wished to be. Up until you weren’t, up until ‘The Incident’ you were scorned as an outcast. Thrown out for being the ‘Odd’ one simply because you stopped playing house, abandoned, and left for dead, the weakest of the pack. You broke from the abusive chains of your village and ran until you stumbled on the muddy ground you stayed there for days laying on the wet ground dying from starvation and the cold, a light makes you crack your eyes open as an electro vision drifts down to you, you use your remaining strength to grasp the glowing orb “I get my vision when I’m dying, great” you huff.

 The days continue until one day a soft ‘Plump’ makes you open your eyes a white crane with blue feathers stands before you a small fish in its beak you stare at it watching as it tears it into smaller pieces you open your mouth for it to put the fish inside your mouth as you chew it and swallow it down. This repeats for a while the bird would come and feed you fish and let water drip down its beak into your mouth, then huddle on top of you to keep you warm until you have enough energy to walk. You watch as it flies away when you stand then lands a few feet from you, you follow it as it leads you to Mt. Aocang “Beautiful crane why do you lead me here?” you question, the bird shakes its head and begins striding up the mountain forcing you to follow you until you reach the very top. You collapse when you reach the top “I fear I cannot go any farther” you whisper before your eyes close. You awake to a woman with red-rimmed glasses washing out your hair, “W-where am I?” you ask her “My abode” she hums continuing to wash your hair your eyes widen as you realize “Adeptus Cloud Retainer” you say trying to sit up, but she stops you “Rest you are still sick” she whispers pouring hot water into the jade bath you were laying in “Why did you save me?” you ask “What was I supposed to do? Let you poison my lake with your deceased body?” she says sternly. That was what you got as a ‘Warm Welcome’ in your new home, but Cloud Retainer eventually warmed up to you and took you in as her own. She trusted you enough to let you meet Morax “She is mortal” He hums looking at you “And what of it?” Cloud Retainer defends looking over her shoulder as you wade into the pool letting the fish swim around your feet “You are one of my dearest friends and I would hate to see you grieve her death” He sighs his gold eyes watching as you feed the koi, “Are you saying I should abandon her!?” she raises her voice slightly Morax widens his eyes not used to seeing Cloud Retainer’s emotions slip “No, I was thinking of making a contract to turn her into an adeptus” he says sipping on his cup of tea Cloud Retainer whips her head to look at him “Really?” she says in disbelief. He nods his eyes following as the young woman places her hands into the water and a koi happily swims into them to eat the food in her palms. Cloud Retainer calls you from the pond you look up and wade out of the water, your white dress soaked from the mid-thigh down. Morax looks away at the transparency of the cloth clearing his throat “Yes Mother?” you question noticing the tears in her eyes “Rex Lapis and I have been talking, and we are thinking of making a contract so you can be immortal” she hums taking your hand in hers your eyes light up and you pull her into a hug she makes a “Hmph” sound when her head hits you shoulder, but she reciprocates. After a while of reading and understanding the contract and what it entails you got it signed and Morax bestowed a little of his power on you to make your life eternal. But the contract entailed that you were to accompany Morax everywhere he goes, give him anything he needs, and be his loyal servant. 

Years passed as if in a mere blink of an eye, you noticed how Morax was cold with you at the start only talking to you when necessary “Bring us tea” he commands going back to his conversation with Streetward Rambler and Guizhong “As you wish” you hum “You needn’t be so harsh on the girl” Guizhong scolds Morax just grunts Streetward Rambler shakes her head “What were those blue prints you needed me to look over?” he directs the conversation to Guizhong “Oh yeah! Here” she says remembering why she was even here handing him her idea on a new device, but he steals glances in your direction your beautiful white and green robes glimmering in the sun. You sulk as you listen to them banter, waiting for the water to finish boiling, steeping the tea perfectly as you’ve done thousands of times before. Walking over to the table and placing down cups pouring the tea into each one “Enjoy” you hum walking away “Where are you going?” You still at Morax’s words “Ah. . . I was gonna go sit down?” You say as if questioning yourself looking back at him, Guizhong and Streetward Rambler look at you expectantly “What Morax means is for you to come to sit with us” Rambler explains patting the stone seat next to her your eyes widen a happy glint shining in them you find your seat between Morax and Streetward Rambler. You sit between them sitting quietly but content nonetheless just listening to them discuss topics. Morax watches as you sip your tea quietly his eyes tracing over your beautiful features. You meet his eyes giving him a questioning glance “Is something wrong My Lord” You whisper he shakes his head and goes back to his conversation.

The war is tedious but you fight hard, friends and foes falling everywhere you look. You refuse to shed tears and show weakness to anyone who may take advantage of your blind spot, defending your god with a stone heart, letting your sword cut through anyone who would dare try to lay a hand on your god. Static runs through the air as you let the electro flow through your movements like wine from a bottle, effortless, graceful, swift, and solid as you slice through armor as hard as the strongest steel. A cold expression striking fear into the weaker gods who thought you were an easy target, you reek of dirt, blood, and death. Your armor splattered in other's blood as if it was forged in a slaughterhouse. Your only relief was returning to your camp and seeing your friends and god, but one day someone close didn’t return “Rex!” you rush up to him “Where is Guizhong, why isn’t she with you!?” Your eyes search wildly for the god of dust he stays silent pushing past you into his makeshift home, you stand there eyes wide as you sink into the ground hand over your heart, the soiled ground wet and red. Morax closes his eyes when he hears your armor and sword clink as you fall to your knees and let out a scream painful sobs following after, his tears falling as he wishes he could have saved her for your sake.  

[cyclone-manic]

Greetings, Fontaine! Tis I, Henri Baudelaire. Sorry for my three and a half years of absence. I had personal matters to attend to there were more important than a prophecy told by an old hag but I have finally returned!

Check out this shiny new gem I have! It seems to me that somebody deems me worthy enough to finally follow in my old man's footsteps and serve the Hydro Arc- .. huh!? Wha.. what do you mean there is no Hydro Archon anymore!?

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Details about Henri Baudelaire’s life thus far.

Henri was born as an only child in the Baudelaire Estate, a noble family that lived in the Court of Fontaine. She had everything she could ever need until it was all taken away from her when she was merely ten years old. She disappeared for half a year and nobody in Fontaine knows where she was during that period. Henri did not tell anyone what happened that half a year but she was fundamentally different.

She was changed physically, mentally and spiritually.

Henri was unhinged, dangerous and bloodthirsty upon her arrival home. She was put to trial when she was thirteen after way too many incidents and accidents occurred around her. Her trial - like any other - was held in Opera Epiclese and looked over by Monsieur Neuvillette.

The Oratrice Mecanique d’Analyse Cardinal judged Henri to be guilty of all charges given to her and she was sentenced to three years in the Fortress of Meropide. She could only reclaim her noble status once she learned how to properly interact with others.

After encountering Lyney and Lynette during their mission in the fortress, Henri becomes a member of the Hearth and upon her sentence ending, she was allowed to stay with them until she could regain her rightful title as a Marquis of the Court of Fontaine.

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Overall View of Henrietta “Henri” Baudelaire

Birthday: October 3

Affiliation: Court of Fontaine

Vision: Electro

Weapon: Switches between bow, polearm and catalyst.

Constellation: L'œil Du Cyclone ( “the eye of the storm” )

Henri is a sixteen year old girl with a flat chest. It has been noted that her blood has the same properties as a electro elemental being, particularly her blood is made of pure electro energy sourced from electro crystals. This is not how her blood naturally was when she was born and her teeth have changed as well.

Henri’s mouth had been cut open to make room for large sharp teeth inside.

Henri was originally mistaken for a boy and had been treated like one until the local doctor of the fortress noted that Henri was no boy. Her inner organs were just all twisted and wrong. It was like she was taken apart and poorly put back together again. She had different parts inside her that ranged from human, animal, beast and even elemental.

Henri should have died three years ago but she was kept alive by her Electro Vision.

She has one yellow eye and one purple eye. It is unclear rather Dottore had a particular use for two different eyes when experimenting on her or if he had merely misplaced one of her eyes while working on her. Henri has become an unstable individual with high self-esteem. Henri believes she is neither god nor devil but a special new thing entirely that she has not named yet. Henri is still bodily human.

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Summary: “Aha!” Barbatos snaps his fingers. “That’s it.” “My sister?” “Your dead sister.”  Ei flicks a hand and tightens her fingers around her Musou Isshin. “Hey, hey, hey, wait!” Barbatos flailing. “Hear me out. All - well, most of Anemo users have a dead friend. Or family member.” Ei narrows her eyes. “Elaborate.” Crack AU where Morax and Ei, the ex- Geo and Electro Archons, get... ...Anemo visions. Morax rubs his temples. “In any case, I do not believe that I should have been a contender for an Anemo vision.” “Morax, sweetie,” Barbatos says. “You hatched an elaborate plan and almost destroyed your city because you wanted to retire. That’s the most Anemo shit I can think of.” Addendum: Nahida, Furina

Author: @gwendeeagain

[magiclyney]

A Mission in Fontaine

Scaramouche and Coviello(OC) are summoned to Fontaine for a mission where they must face a mysterious underwater foe while also attempting to not tarnish the Fatui’s image.

Mostly just Coviello Character building stuff, showing his thought process during a mission. If you haven’t read my fic Red Skies and Blue Birds I suggest you do if you want this to make sense bc this was originally chapters from that that I removed to keep the fic concise. But if you want to raw dog this that’s also fine ig, I can’t stop you.

CW: violence, discussions of the handling of corpses(?)(idk)

Words: 4,680

“It’s been attacking civilian divers too.” Furina explained, “We have no idea if it's a person or an animal, but either way it’s intelligent. We’ve put out warnings around the city and placed guardes on the beaches in the east to warn divers.”

“Has it attacked any ships yet?” Coviello asked.

“Thankfully not, but we should try to stop it before it gets bold enough to try.”

“Has the Fatui been effected?” Neuvilette asked.

“Of course we have. We wouldn’t have deployed two harbingers to a location if we weren’t being directly effected by whatever this is.” Scaramouche sat in silence as the three of them spoke, eating the slice of cake he was provided slowly so Furina wouldn’t offer him more of it. “We didn’t even know what was happening to begin with, just that our divers and researchers would go under and never come back up.” Coviello responded.

“And the teams we sent to investigate also wouldn’t come back up.” Scaramouche added.

Furina glanced between the harbingers, “Don’t take this as an insult to your abilities- I am aware of the harbingers strength- but what makes you so confident that your colleague wouldn’t end up the same way?” She said to Coviello, “Is he an immortal too?”

“My mother is Beelzebub.” Scaramouche responded. Furina’s eyes flashed a look of familiarity before she composed herself and changed her expression to one of interest. Neuvillette however seemed instantly interested, though he seemed to pretend not to. “She abandoned me before I could even read or write, not that she even tried to teach me, and I eventually wound up here.” He knowingly looked at Neuvillette, who had a slight grin. He knew that the Iudex wanted to judge all of the archons for their crimes, and he wanted justice. It looked like Neuvillette couldn’t wait to put “child abandonment” on the electro archon’s record.

“Well that definitely helps your case. I’m not entirely sure on how archon reproduction works but you should have a natural connection with the elements, right?” Furina asked.

“Yes?” Scaramouche replied.

“Then you both would be able to breathe in the Fontainian oceans without an oxygen tank.”

“Yes, that is why we were both sent.” Coviello nodded. “The Fatui have to plan a few weeks or months in advance to send out a harbinger, it’s based on who is available and who would work best for the mission.”

Furina took a bite of her cake and bobbed her head from side to side as she chewed, “Hm, you know I guess that makes sense.”

“This mission benefits both Fontine and The Fatui.” Coviello said, getting the meeting back on track, “The two of us should be qualified to solve this issue for both parties. All we need is information right now.”

“We do not have any more information right now. We have told you all that we know.” Neuvillette replied sternly.

Coviello sighed, leaning back in his chair to think. He looked up at Scaramouche and stood. “Then thank you for your cooperation. Please inform the Guards that we will be diving in the area to subdue the threat. Have a good day.” He bowed as Scaramouche began to stand as well. Furina nodded in response to Coviello’s request.

The harbingers began to walk towards their hotel. “So what’s your plan?”

“We’ll be going under in the morning. I did some research on the way over here, reading all of the recent news about the missing divers, and do you want to know something interesting?” Scaramouche looked at him curiously, “Not a single one of the missing divers was a vision holder. Plenty of vision holders go diving every day. It's a much cheaper hobby for them and yet there is not a single report of a single one of them going missing, nor have any of them reported seeing or sensing something dangerous in the area. That means it is targeting specifically non-vision holders who need to bring oxygen tanks with them.”

Scaramouche glared at him, “So what was that whole meeting for?”

“One, to get any additional information that the government may be keeping from the press, of which there unfortunately was none. And two, to prevent a scandal. If we were stopped by the guardes on the beach and then snuck into the water anyway there’s no doubt that the press would hear about it and the Fatui’s reputation in Fontaine would falter, but we gained Furina’s permission. She should send the Guardes stationed on the beaches a notice that we will be looking into the situation. This way we may actually improve the Fatui’s reputation in Fontaine.”

“Alright then smartypants. What’s the rest of your plan?”

“If everything goes perfect, this will be a two day operation.” Coviello held open the hotel room door for Scaramouche and they sat down on their respective beds. “Day one, we go down without oxygen tanks and suits and find the remains of our fallen comrades. We investigate how they were attacked and do our best to bring their bodies back up to the surface for their families. If everything stays on schedule for day one then we move onto the procedure with day two. We go down with fake oxygen tanks and diving suits to lure it out, when it attacks we use this.” He pulled out a serrated hook. “It’ll get stuck, we play dead, drop the gear, and follow the elemental trail.”

“What if, when we find the bodies they’ve been eaten?”

“Then we do our best to decipher what happened. If my hypothesis is correct and it is targeting oxygen tanks then those would very likely be left behind, I can’t think of any creature that eats metal. We can study those.” Coviello kicked off his boots and laid down on his bed, “Though the day two plan would have to change slightly. No- lets just change it all together. When it attacks we let it happen.” Scaramouche looked at him slightly offended. “We play dead after only a little bit of damage has been done, I’ll put up a small shield around myself and you discharge electro into the water. Superconduct will electrify everything around you, hopefully getting the creature, and if your attack is strong enough maybe even killing it.”

“And if that doesn’t kill it?”

“Hopefully it’ll paralyze it enough that we can kill it with a blade or other means. If it doesn’t get paralyzed and instead flees, then we go back to the original plan. I'll get the hook into it and we’ll track the path that the elemental energy leaves behind after dropping all of the gear. This plan is subject to change once we’ve gathered more information off the bodies.”

“We may need more manpower for day one.”

“We have the rest of today to find it.” Coviello sat up and put his boots back on, “I think it would be best that we speak with Furina again. At least tell her of our vision holder theory and then go to the Steambird to put out an ad in the morning. We explain everything, so that vision holders who are squeamish around bodies don’t come with us and get in our way.”

***

They decided upon a location for everyone to meet up while looking around for Furina, and she ended up coming along with the harbingers to the Steambird, “I’m all booked tomorrow so I wouldn’t be able to come along, but I can always help you get that ad out for tomorrow.”

“Thank you so-”

“If-!” She interrupted Coviello, “If you also do the same thing for the Fontanian divers and their families as well.”

“Of course.”

The doors to the Steambird’s office opened eagerly for the Hydro Archon and the owner ran up to the trio. “Has something happened? Why are you two coming to the Steambird office together?” He said, completely ignoring Scaramouche. His eyes lit up, "Are you announcing your relationship?”

Scaramouche looked at the other two as they groaned in irritation. He grinned and chuckled.

“No!” They said in unison, clearly having been asked similar questions before and were getting tired of it.

“We’re just here to put out an urgent ad for tomorrow morning.”

“The Fatui have also been targeted in the recent attacks on divers in the east, so we’re going to be going under to investigate.” Coviello said, motioning between himself and Scaramouche. “We’re looking for volunteers to help us. Specifically volunteers who have visions and aren’t squeamish around bodies.”

“They hypothesize that whatever has been attacking divers specifically targets divers with oxygen tanks and other diving equipment, so vision holders who do not need such items would be safer.” Furina continued.

The owner nodded, “We’ll do that if you also allow us an interview to go along with it.” He looked at Coviello and Scaramouche.

“If we have to.” Scaramouche sighed. Furina went away on her own, and the owner led the harbingers to an office with another reporter, and they sat outside for a moment until she was ready for them. “What was that thing about a relationship with Focalores again?” He spoke in an extremely teasing tone.

“She invited me to watch a play with her once, seventy years ago. Reporters like to look up into Furina’s box to see what she’s doing and when they saw me they spun a wild story. Apparently the romantic pairing between an archon and a sinner of Khaenri’ah was extremely appealing. But there’s nothing, it was all just made up and they apparently still haven’t dropped it.” Scaramouche chuckled at the Conductor’s exasperated tone of voice.

“Hi! I’m Charlie, I’ll be interviewing you!” The young reporter said, her eyes shining at the opportunity to interview two out of the eleven Fatui harbingers.

“I’m the Conductor, number four. This is the Balladeer, number six.” He shook her hand and glanced at the cryo vision on her wrist, Scaramouche also saw it. They stepped into her office and she started.

“So, you’re here about the missing divers recently right?” She asked.

“Indeed. A group of Fatui divers went missing a few weeks ago, and we finally arrived to begin a search. Based on the research we’ve managed to do above the surface we believe that whatever is causing the disappearances wouldn’t target vision holders.” Coviello said. Scaramouche leaned back to let Coviello do most of the talking.

Charlie paused for a moment, “Yes- that does seem correct, there haven’t been any missing vision holders yet.”

“We plan to locate the bodies of those that have disappeared to investigate. This will be early in the morning, but around noon we will resurface and wait for extra manpower. The entire point of this ad is to hopefully get at least a few volunteers to help us bring the bodies back up to the surface for their families. I will see what I can do about financial compensation for those that show up, but we will at least have lunch and dinner for them.”

“Oh catering! I might show up!” Charlie joked and continues to write.

“We would really appreciate that, but please do remember that we will be dealing with decaying bodies, so if you are queasy we wouldn’t really recommend it.”

“Oh it’s fine! It wouldn’t be the first or last time. Besides being able to write firsthand about the situation would allow me to make a much more accurate report.”

“We should have our subordinates secure some body bags,” Scaramouche suddenly thought, “We could have a group bagging the bodies and another group of people bringing them up to the surface.”

Coviello nodded, “Yeah. We should probably be doing a lot more to involve the Guardes. Why don’t you do that while I’m here?”

Scaramouche stood and walked out of the building and stopped the first Guarde on patrol he could find. “Excuse me, where are your headquarters?”

“If you need to report something you can do it right now.” The Guarde said politely.

“No. I’m the Balladeer, number six of the Fatui harbingers.” The Guarde looked at him with a mix of shock and horror, “We’re partnering up with the Fontainian authorities to retrieve the bodies of the missing divers. My partner wants to work more closely with you so that we know we are doing everything correctly and have the proper supplies.”

The Guarde relaxed slightly, “Oh! Thank you. Yes, I’ll bring you to the headquarters.” The guarde began walking him to the headquarters, “You know, my sister is one of the missing divers. Do you think there’s any chance she’s alive?”

“Maybe if whatever is making these people disappear is only kidnapping them, but we sent down a large group of skilled fighters and divers and none of them have surfaced. If this thing was human they would’ve been able to fight it off. I wouldn’t get my hopes up.” The Guarde’s face dropped and he nodded. Scaramouche thanked the guarde and stepped into the HQ. He explained the whole thing over again and the guardes agreed.

They set up a place for everyone to meet up, the beach closest to where the Fatui’s missing divers would’ve been and where the current Fatui camp is. The harbingers, volunteers, and a few vision holding Fatui would bring the bodies up to the surface and the Guardes would attempt to identify them and notify the families.

***

Scaramouche laid down in the hotel bed with his new pajamas on, it was colder in the hotel than it was in Coviello’s house. Coviello walked out of the bathroom, his hair was damp and unbraided and he was dressed in what seemed to be old clothes. The fabric had been worn down by age and the garment itself was no longer in style, but it was comfortable enough for a second life as nightclothes. Coviello sat down on his bed and grabbed his brush, beginning to yank the tangles out of his wet hair and occasionally wringing water out onto the carpet. Once it was sufficiently dry he brushed through it one last time, before he set the brush down and began to braid his hair.

He was looking down at the ground, his eyes seemed unfocused and he was looking at nothing in particular. Seemingly seeing more with his hands than his eyes. Scaramouche watched mesmerized as he braids his hair. They sat with an awkward silence lingering in the air, Scaramouche played with his own hair as he waited for his fellow harbinger to finish to not distract him.

Coviello sighed and shook his head once he finished, “Is it even?” He asked, turning his back to Scaramouche.

“Yeah, it is.”

“Good.” He flopped down onto his bed.

“This’ll be the first time I see you in action, are you really as strong as they say?” Scaramouche asks.

“I hope I live up to your expectations. Whatever your expectations of the fourth harbinger look like.”

“I was told you’re quite fast and that your flames burn hotter than those of normal pyro users.”

“Then I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed. Not because those things aren’t true, but because underwater my movement is impaired and pyro abilities are weakened.” He summoned a flame to his hand, its blue glow illuminating and warming the room. “Every flame has a bit of blue in it. Even if you look at the bottom of a small campfire you may see the faint hint of blue in its flame. That blue is the hottest part of the flame. A majority of pyro users could conjure up a blue flame like this if they tried really hard, but for me it's the opposite.” The flame began to flicker and turn into a more natural red and orange and the heat dissipated slightly. Coviello closed his hand and extinguished the flame, but not before it returned to its blue color for a split second.

“Interesting. How do you not get burned? How does your sword not melt?”

“Well, iron’s melting point is greater than the heat that my flames produce, so all I have to do is not use the flame constantly to give it time to cool down again. But in the situation that I do keep the flame constant for an extended period of time, it will eventually melt. This is true for all pyro users, it would just happen quicker for me. And as for your other question, you’ll have to ask a ratawahist student or something. I don’t understand it at all.”

Scaramouche cuddled up under the blankets, hugging himself to try and use the little body heat he could produce to warm himself. Coviello turned out the lights and laid down as well. Scaramouche technically didn’t even have to sleep, but he had the feeling that Coviello would get upset at him if he stayed up all night. So he pulled his knees up to his chest to cling to the little body heat he could create. He shifted around on his cot, trying to at least pretend to sleep. Not long after he finally found a comfortable position he heard a shifting next to him. ‘It's nothing. Just Coviello moving in his sleep.’ He told himself, until he felt a soft hand on his shoulder. He flinched and tensed his body. Until he felt a warm sensation spread through his body.

He let his body relax as the hand left his shoulder, leaving the heat behind. Coviello walked over to the radiator and turned the temperature up, then laid back down on his bed, “Goodnight.”

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Scaramouche thought back to the early morning investigation from the previous day, it was so odd. There were the obvious signs of decay, but that was really the only sign of damage on the bodies. They’d simply drowned. Their oxygen tanks had been destroyed and there was evidence that they’d tried to make it back up to the surface, but never actually made it. This thing wasn’t just hunting for food, it was seemingly hunting for fun, picking on things it knew it could easily kill.

Coviello paced up and down the campsite as his subordinates silently observed. He was wearing a diving suit, they were supposed to go under in thirty minutes. He seemingly wasn’t the only one disturbed by this whole thing, all of the other human volunteers that had seen the scene were also disturbed. As the news spread of what they’d found, it felt like the air grew heavy amongst everyone who knew the truth. Scaramouche just couldn’t understand.

He heard Coviello tossing and turning for hours the night before, he barely even ate breakfast that morning. The Court of Fontaine was unusually quiet that morning when the harbingers left their hotel. They could only guess that Charlie had managed to write her article immediately after returning from helping with the volunteering.

“Conductor.” Scaramouche stated firmly, “We need to be getting ready.”

“I know, and you can just call me Coviello at this point. There's no need to keep using codenames.” Scaramouche placed the oxygen tank down in front of Coviello just as Neuvillette stepped into the camp.

“Monsieur Neuvillette?”

He looked down at the oxygen tank. “Is that what your plan is? To go down there and lure it out by pretending to be divers?”

“Yes?”

“I’m afraid I cannot allow that.”

“What?”

“It’s simply too dangerous.”

Coviello sighed, “Then get us a mannequin. We’ll use that as bait,” He said, without missing a beat.

Shock flashed across his face. “And where do you suppose I’d get one of those?”

“Fontaine is Teyvat’s fashion capital, there’s gotta be a designer or shop willing to give up an old mannequin for a good cause.”

Neuvillette huffed in approval, “I suppose I can’t argue with that. I will go and find one for you, but if when I return you two aren’t here anymore you will be tried in Fontaine’s court of law.”

“Understood.” Coviello sat down again.

“You seem stressed.” Scaramouche stood next to him.

“I just have a really bad feeling about this.”

Scaramouche huffed, “Are you backing out?” He teased, crossing his arms.

“No. Of course not. I just can’t seem to quell this pit in my stomach.”

***

The mannequin was rigged up. Neuvillette had somewhat put them on the spot so they had to come up with something quickly. They managed to hand it off a ledge and let it flow with the current, only praying that the creature was dumb enough to not notice that it wasn’t an actual human. The harbingers hid in some seaweed, keeping an eye on the mannequin from a short distance.

“I have a feeling this may take a while.”

“We have to be patient.”

“What if it's not stupid and we waste our time?”

Coviello sighed, “Hopefully it will at least come to check it out first.”

“Why did the Iudex have to poke his nose into this?”

“I don’t know, okay?” Coviello’s calm demeanor didn’t quite seem to fit the circumstances.

“Do you think he could’ve been trying to get us to back off?”

“We can’t say anything for sure.”

“Are you not at least a little upset over this?”

“Yes, I am!” His voice suddenly had an edge. “But I can’t linger on it, we have to just move on for now. We can’t get distracted.” Scaramouche was quiet.

The mannequin remained untouched.

“Humans are so inconsistent.”

“Elaborate?” There was a hint of offence in Coviello’s voice.

Scaramouche hesitated, feeling that he had made a mistake. The only thing he could hear was the soft sound of Coviello’s breathing. He chose his words carefully, “Everytime I grow to expect one thing from you it changes.”

“No shit.” Coviello turned to look at Scaramouche. Scaramouche met his gaze, “We aren’t a hivemind. You can’t expect every individual to act the same, humanity isn’t changing, the people you’re around are.”

The mannequin remained untouched.

Scaramouche stared silently, forcing himself to remember that Coviello was much older than his appearance implied. He wasn’t sitting next to a guy in his early twenties. He was sitting next to someone over a century old, with all the experience to back it. Maybe Coviello had this exact conversation in the past with someone?

Coviello took a few deep breaths before rising to a standing position, “Balladeer. Keep fighting to subdue it even if I’m injured.”

“What?”

“Killing and restraining that thing is your goal, I am secondary.” Coviello said fearlessly, as his entire body was tense as his eyes darted around. His nails dug into the palm of his hand. The only thing Scaramouche could hear was Coviello’s deep, panicked breathing.

The mannequin remained untouched as a sudden cry of pain echoed through Scaramouche’s ears and red filled his vision. Coviello gripped the side of his chest with one arm and reached out with the other. The creature writhed against the restraints that formed around it, strings of pyro energy seared into its scales. Scaramouche kicked off the ground, launching himself towards the creature. He grabbed its tail and pulled a dagger from his belt and slashed through its stomach. That attack alone would eventually kill it, but Coviello was losing blood quickly and he was choking and coughing.

It was then that Scaramouche realized the extent of Coviello’s injury, his lung was punctured, he was going to pass out soon.

Scaramouche then swam towards its head, knowing that Coviello could lose his hold at any moment. He slipped the blade under its scales and cut around the head, hoping to sever something important. Anything to just make it die faster. It continued to screech and writhe, though it was growing weaker. Finally he stabbed it through the eye and it began to sink.

Coviello’s strings disappeared and he collapsed. He raced Coviello up to the surface where a team was waiting for them. “It ambushed us. No idea why. It completely ignored the mannequin.”

Coviello was laid out on a stretcher and carried off. Neuvillette walked up to Scaramouche, “Did you see what has been attacking?”

“Yeah. If it isn’t already dead, it will be soon.”

***

The only sound in the hospital room was that of Coviello’s labored breathing. He was slowly waking up after surgery. The doctors had to drain the water and close the punctures in his lungs then make sure his broken ribs would heal correctly. Scaramouche led Neuvillette to the body of the creature and they brought it up to the surface for research.

Scaramouche walked into Coviello’s hospital room and sat down next to him, pretending not to care that much. “How are you feeling?”

“Awful.” His voice was raspy and sore.

“Really? I never would’ve guessed.” Coviello tried to laugh but ended up gripping his side in pain, “Sorry. We’re being transferred back to Snezhnaya soon, that’s where you’ll finish your treatment.”

“Okay. Go pack up our stuff. Most of mine should already be mostly packed, but please double check for me. Make sure we don’t leave anything behind on accident.”

“Do you want me to bring you something to have here in the hospital and on the journey?”

“I’m fine. Just let me rest.”

Thankfully, Coviello’s legs weren’t injured in the attack, so he was able to walk. Blood loss and shortness of breath were still issues, but he was able to walk himself from boat to boat as they made their way back to Snezhnaya. One of Dottore’s clones -a younger one- accompanied them from the harbor to Snezhnaya. Supposedly to make sure that Coviello was healing correctly, despite not actually being a doctor, but ended up focusing on how an immortal’s body reacted to something that would kill the average person.

“It was weird,” Coviello said, “Like I was drowning and breathing at the same time.” The clone sat hunched over a notepad, scribbling down everything Coviello said in a handwriting that only the Dottores could even begin to understand.

Scaramouche waited patiently for him to finish before joining the conversation, “Alright smart guys- any idea why it attacked despite Coviello being a vision user?”

Coviello began to object to something before shaking his head, “Maybe I was wrong. Maybe it just preferred to attack non-vision users and decided to go for a challenge.”

“What if it saw you put up the decoy and wasn’t happy that you tried to trick it?” The clone suggested, still hunched over the notepad and writing.

“Plausible, but this is out of our hands now. The Fontainians will do their research and come to a conclusion eventually, so I guess we’ll just have to stay updated on the case.”

“It’s made international news already. Everyone is already talking about it and the ‘two wildly beautiful harbingers of the Fatui who stepped up and saved the day.’ It has been quite entertaining.” Both Scaramouche and Coviello sighed, “Multiple newspapers from across Teyvat have requested copies of your portraits.”

“By the archons.”

“What? Is your portrait embarrassing or something?” Scaramouche asks, grinning.

“Nope, just 100 years old.” Both Scaramouche and the clone began to laugh, “It was made right after The Cataclysm, I had short hair, I was in pain physically and emotionally. I look half dead. It’s hardly the image of a ‘wildly beautiful harbinger of the Fatui,’ or whatever. It’s just the portrait of a survivor of The Cataclysm.”

“I was half expecting you to deny that you aren’t that attractive.”

“It’s something I’m used to at this point, and I do usually try to maintain my appearance, people usually just complain that I look too feminine. I’ve even been mistaken for a woman a few times.”

“You do have quite the feminine figure.” The clone’s comment visibly embarrassed Coviello, and he quickly covered himself with a blanket, suddenly claiming that he was cold.

The rest of the trip was silent. Even the trip from the dock to the house was quiet. The only words that escaped Coviello’s lips the whole time were quiet thank you’s for the assistants.

Freya was sitting patiently at the door when they arrived, she rubbed herself up against their legs and purred. She followed Coviello down to his room as Scaramouche stayed in the kitchen to brew some tea for himself.

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First off yes Charlie is like, Charlotte but 400 years ago lmao.

Second: what was the real reason the sea monster attacked? (Yes you can figure this out just from what is in this text, I even emphasized a few things in post to make it clearer for the reader)

Third: thank you for reading this omg 😭

I know this was a long one so I super appreciate it.

Forth: constructive criticism is encouraged as always, I post because It gets my works out to people I don’t personally know and can’t judge me irl but can still give me criticism and help me improve as a writer. So anything, even if it’s small, is appreciated :]

[strawberrycrushes]

“A long long time ago,

Inazuma was the land of Youkai. Seldom would any human beings be seen there. Those who would either leave or remain as the exception until their respective and timely demise. However, as the ages went by and the times changed, so too did the nature of the inhabitants of this land. Slowly but surely, human beings began to populate the lands of Inazuma, paving way for the era that we live in now, where they live alongside the Youkai as but another species subject to the Electro Archon. Of course not all was easy, and there were many many Youkai that opposed this change but humanity liv…

…

"Hey"

You poked the cheek of your fellow disciple under Kitsune Saiguu, grabbing her attention.

"Hey Miko.”

"Hm? What is it?" She asked you, sounding almost bored. Well, extremely bored.

"Kitsune Saiguu might quiz us on this."

"And?"

"And you should listen to her."

"What is she going to do if I don't? Tell the Shogun?"

You frowned "She might. You could get in trouble."

"I don't really care if I do," Miko shrugged. "It's not like it's going to make me any less of the Shogun's familiar. Besides…..what does it matter to you anyway? If I get in trouble I mean. It hardly concerns you"

You kept quiet. It didn't. Or at least it shouldn't have.

You fell into a deep silence as the lecture drawled on and eventually, you went back to paying attention to it instead of Miko. You supposed that regardless of whether it did matter or not that Miko got into trouble for this, you for one didn't want to disappoint the Head Priestess. You were lucky she didn't already hear you talking, and it'd be best if you didn't push that luck too much.

——————————————

The afternoon light fell on Narukami shrine, tunnelling through the various clouds lazily shifting in the sky.

You felt weird shirking your duties to cloud gaze like this but for some reason you had no motivation to work. You were…too preoccupied with your thoughts you supposed. Closing your eyes, you attempted to relax, letting your maddening worries be carried away in the wind. It almost felt peaceful.

“Hey.” You felt someone poke your forehead.

You crack open your eyes, annoyed at the impromptu intrusion. It was Miko. “Are you awake?” She asked.

You sat up and looked at her “No I’m obviously fast asleep, why?” You deadpanned

Miko rolled her eyes “It was just a question. Look, if you’re upset about how I talked to you before, rejoice because I came here to apologise”

“Really?” You raise your brow

“No. I’m kidding.” She went and sat down beside you, “I was just wondering what kind of idiot lies down to daydream during the middle of work. Was the lecture really so boring that you can’t keep your eyes open now?”

“No. The lecture was actually kind of interesting”

Miko shot you a look. “Seriously. What are you what those mortal’s like to call a nerd-”

You elbow her lightly as she laughs “I was just wondering about it okay? I thought it was pretty interesting to think about I guess…”

“Why? Humans are everywhere. If you wanted to find out more about them you could’ve just went down to their villages and asked. Or stopped one on their trip to the shrine”

You stay quiet for a bit. “They didn’t used to be this common though. It made me wonder a bit if there would ever come a day where humans would just run Inazuma instead of Youkai, because of how many of them there’d be. And it also made me wonder if, that day ever were to come, where the Youkai of Inazuma would go. If there would be any of us left, if only barely”

Moment of silence passes between you two. Then another. Then one more.

Then Miko bursts out laughing and your face flushes red in response.

“Are you- are you serious?” She manages to say in between her laughter. “They’re mortals. An Oni could wipe out half a village of them if it wanted to, I think the Youkai are going to be fine”

“It was just a thought” you look away, red in the face, “I was being serious…”

“Oh dear me” Miko clears her throat and tries to calm herself, “Okay, okay. I’ll try to humour you then. If there ever does come a time where none of us Youkai exist anymore-”

“If most of us Youkai didn’t exist anymore” you correct her.

“Right. If most of us didn’t exist anymore. Then…well firstly I’d imagine Inazuma would look a lot different” She says as she gazes out into the horizon, seemingly trying to imagine this hypothetical place “It would be filled with human villages. Dozens of them. There would probably be a capital too, filled to the brim with humans. Kind of like Liyue right? The Electro Archon would still be around I’d imagine but most of her soldiers and servants would be humans instead of Youkai. There would many human festivals and I guess they might even celebrate some of our festivals as well” She went off listing things as her gaze focused on this imaginary city in the horizons. You were listening in whole heartedly, enthralled with her little vision of the “future”. With the way her voice sounded when she said it. With the way her face looked under the golden hues of the afternoon sun.

“That sounds like the stuff of books. You’d be good at writing them. Stories I mean”

Miko looked over at you. “You really think so? Well I can’t say I’ve thought about that before but I suppose I could. Maybe when I’m a bit older though, I could share tales at the next Hyakkiyakou to practice”

You smile but it’s quickly overshadowed by your overwhelming thoughts from before. “What do you think of an Inazuma like that? One that, you know, belongs to humans”

Miko seems to think about it for a while. “I’m not sure if I’d entirely mind it”

“But none of our friends would be here anymore”

“I know, and I’m sure I’d be sad for a while but…eventually I would move on, like anyone does from grief. When that happens, no matter how long it takes, I would love to explore the various corners of this new Inazuma and check it out for myself. I think It’d be nice”

You shift your gaze towards the horizon, trying to imagine the Inazuma she so easily saw. “You know…I might not even be here either”

…

A silence falls upon both of you with Miko looking at you with an unreadable expression.

“Fine.” She sighs, getting up. She grabs your hand and begins pulling you somewhere.

“W-where are we going?” You ask her, confused and caught off guard. You however are not given the pleasure of an answer until you stop at the fortune slip shrine.

“Take one.” She says simply, pulling out a fortune slip of her own.

“Why?”

“Just do it.”

You sigh as you pull out a fortune slip. Before you could open it and see what It says however, it’s swiftly plucked out of your hands by none other than Miko. “Hey! What was that for?” You grumble only for her to hand you her fortune instead.

“Tell you what? Since you were so worried about what fate had in store for the Youkai of Inazuma- and by extension me and yourself- You take my fortune slip and I’ll take yours.”

You look at her, even more confused then before. “How is that supposed to help or even comfort me?”

Miko sighs, “Let me explain. If, in a hundred years or so from now, one of us does actually end up dying, your fate would still live on in my hands, and my fate would still live on in yours. Even if it’s carried away like dust in the wind, a piece of us would still live on in the other.” She finishes, looking over at you to judge your expression. “So? What do you think? Happy now?”

You stare at Miko for a bit, then you burst out laughing. Miko turns red, “Well, if you’re going to make fun of my idea like that then you could just give me back my slip” she says trying to grab the fortune slip from your hands only for you to move it out of reach.

“No no. It’s not that, it’s just…uncharacteristically sweet of you” You smile at her, “I like this part of you. Thank you. I do feel better now”

Miko pauses for a second looking at you. Long enough for you worry if you said anything wrong. Before you could ask though, Miko breaks you out of your thoughts once again,

‘Your welcome” Miko smiles in return, attempting to look nonchalant despite the happiness from your compliment radiating off her. “Now…didn’t you have work to do? I mean, I don’t care if I get in trouble but you…? That could spell bad things for you”

Your eyes widen in panic “Right! Shoot I totally forgot” You turn around and run to go complete your chores around the shrine, stopping only to wave goodbye to Miko.

“I’ll catch you later!” You call out to her

Miko chuckles to herself, waving at you “Sure. Catch you later”

——————————————

That was a tale from a long long time ago. So long ago, in fact, that you didn’t need to use the phrase “a long long time ago” to preface tales about the Youkai.

It was a curious thing for Miko to have been pondering anything so deeply under the light of the afternoon sun, but she found herself consumed by grief. So many things had happened all too soon, and time had not given her the opportunity to digest it all.

Thoughts of it all circled back to you, that day, and the fortune slip in her hands.

She mindlessly moved to open it. It was so old now that she could barely make out the words.

Great Fortune…

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“The moon hangs in the night sky as beautiful and serene as the object of your affections. To whoever draws this slip, you have great fortune ahead of you.

Love will blossom in the most unexpected of places filling your heart with excitement you had not felt before, giving you the motivation to strive forward and achieve that which you want to achieve.

If you wished to get ahead in the romance department— now is your chance.

Your lucky object for the day: Sakura Bloom

Love is as beautiful and fleeting as the petals of the Sakura blossom

As such, it is important seize the moment and enjoy it while it lasts”

———————————

Miko could only stare at the slip in silence. She wanted to scream, she wanted to cry, she wanted to throw the slip off the mountain side, but she didn’t.

Was this another one of the universe’s cruel jokes? To give her this slip, a snippet of time from the day you had met. To give her hope that perhaps, you had returned her affections even after you had permanently left this world. She could only scoff, dropping the slip and crushing the old wood carving underneath her feet.

How annoying…she really should stop believing in these things.

[liviavanrouge]

Kovu(Oc) Voice Lines

Hello "Greetings, Kovu is my name, former son of The Tsarita and now the son of the Pyro Archon, reporting for patrol duty."

Chat: Friends "The only friends I've had before all of this was Capitano, geez, maybe, I should get out more."

Chat: Training "I used to train from dawn until dusk with no breaks, well, that was after Capitano was replaced by The Doctor, when Capitano trained me he granted me half hour breaks, told me I was still a kid."

Chat: Emotions "I never knew what emotions I was feeling back home or when I was traveling, I had long since thrown them all away for The Tsarita's love, but now, I feel as if I'm regaining them thanks to the Pyro Archon."

When It Snows "I'm used to the cold, it no longer bothers me, I used to sleep in piles of snow before this."

When the Sun Is Out "The Pyro Archon gave me this outfit to protect my skin from the sun since I tend to get rashes along my arms according to her, the fur protects my shoulder and neck."

After the Rain "My hair is soaked, I should dry it before it starts to freeze- oh, nevermind the droplets have frozen."

In the Desert "No, No, No, No! Get me out of here, this instant."

When Thunder Strikes "N-No, please, Archons, make it stop, p-please."

When It's Windy "Ah! Anemo Archon, when I find you, you're gonna wish you've never blown this wind my way."

When the Wind Is Blowing "No, the sunglasses I was gifted! Help me get them back they're going downhill."

Good Morning "Greetings, do you wish to help me give my daily report to the Pyro Archon. I have to have it turned in before Citlali gets there to yell at me for being late."

Good Afternoon "I don't eat around this time, I was taught to starve myself since I'd never have food on the go at times. Although, I've been getting stuffed full of food by Iansan and Kachina lately."

Good Evening "Huh, it's that time already, I've been busy running errands, bringing in reports then rushing back out to do more tasks, it's gotten so late."

Good Night "I wish you a swell night, I have to give this last report to the Pyro Archon then eat dinner before letting myself knock out."

About Kovu: Liking Maya "Do not bring that up around people. Geez, listen, I've been around Maya since Capitano first adopted her, we trained together and that's where my affections for her blossomed. Don't tell anyone though!"

About Kovu: Changing Fate "I never thought I'd be able to get away from the fate I had laid out in front of me but now I can reforge it and turn it into what I want it to be."

About Us: Fighting Together "I liked fighting by your side, it felt like an honor to fight with such a capable warrior as yourself. I hope you can teach me as there are some skills I lack."

About Us: Doing Work "Thanks again for helping me with that report I knew absolutely nothing about. It helped me keep out of trouble with the residents of Natlan."

About the Vision "I didn't think a broken vision could change into a whole new one, going from electro to cryo, I bet it's unheard of but when a vision has done the impossible, it might be a sign for you."

Something to Share "I grew up being told that emotions hold soldiers back, so in a line of work you must lose compassion, empathy, and fear to get the job done. Leave no survivors, leave no witnesses. Not a single emotion should be there that makes one go back on those decisions."

Interesting Things "Being raised in the cold, you learn a few things. Like how to make a proper igloo that won't melt when you light a fire or how to dig a snow trench to sleep in and keep warm. I can teach you sometime when we're in a cold climate."

About Mavuika "When she extended her hand to me and said I wouldn't be alone, I couldn't help but cry like a baby who's had their favorite toy taken. She opened my eyes to a whole new world I had blocked out just to chase for my mother's love and attention. I really do hope that one day I can call her Mother."

About Xilonen "Perfect person to go to if you need a place to hide out and perfect person to run from if she's after you. I'm thankful that she made my ancient name for me despite my protests about it. Right now, I'm helping her learn how to garden."

About Mualani "Oh Archon's, sometimes I wonder where she gets all of that energy from each and every day, I can't handle it at times. She's fun to go to though when I wanna bathe in the hot springs but I got temporarily banned the first time because I froze the water accidentally."

About Kinich "I talked to him a few times about any stupid ideas I've had and he talked me through each idea, helping me see the consequences of any possible actions I'd end up having if I made said choice. He had some good advice and I appreciated it."

About Capitano "He trained me and taught me how to be a noble warrior, what to do and what not to do, how to follow my own moral code and all of that. I feel bad for tossing all of his lessons out the window like that and just becoming an unstoppable soldier. Thanks to him smacking the sense into me, I'm back on the right path."

About Iansan "She started training me and giving me lessons whenever Mavuika couldn't, we'd always go on runs down the paths of Natlan. She taught me how to run like she does and now it's become a habit whenever I have to run from one place to another."

About Varesa "I haven't met her yet but I heard she's a nice person, I hope we can meet in the near future."

About Ifa "The Pyro Archon gave me a Saurian pet and she got sick three days later, Ifa came out of nowhere and told me I'm overfeeding her then gave me a schedule on what to do at certain times throughout the day. In return as thanks, I started running errands for him when I'm not busy."

About Kachina "Zaine's little sister, right? Yeah, I've met her a few times, she's a nice kid and I can see why he's so protective of her and her feelings. She taught me a few dance moves that I've never seen before and in return I taught her dance moves I've secretly taught myself whenever I was alone."

About Citlali "...I have a right to remain silent."

About Ororon "He's the one who extended a hand of friendship and I took that hand because I was grateful that he was giving me a chance and wasn't judging me. I hang out with him and his friends not too around Ifa's place or his place."

About Chasca "I admire how quick she can breakup arguments, I've been in a few myself and she always came out of nowhere to put a stop to it. The first time I was confused but then I understood that the person I was arguing with fears her, so they shut their trap, had a good laugh at that realization"

More About Kovu: I "When I first started training, I'd steal Capitano's coat and hide with it, most of the time I'd trip on my way or he'd find me within seconds."

More About Kovu: II "Being cold hearted was hard since I always felt the need to do something out of the ordinary but I'd fight back against it to get her job done, now that I think about it more, I feel so guilty for the families I've torn apart and homes I've destroyed"

More About Kovu: III "I have many, many regrets and I hope to make up for everything I've done with the help of the Natlan Residents. Fixing houses, regrowing crops, removing ice and much more. I still feel like the things I do will never truly amount up to the guilt I feel, looking at these people who are willingly giving me their trust makes me feel unworthy."

More About Kovu: IV "My sword? Capitano had it forged for me, so I can have something light but sturdy to fight with, as I am not good with heavy weapons. Been using it even after I started training under Dottore, could never bring myself to destroy it or replace it."

More About Kovu: V "Don't worry about my scars, most of them are self inflicted, I make them seem like each wound I get is painless and easy but in reality they're not. I guess I'm a great actor because they'd believe me."

Kovu's Hobbies "Haven't had many of these 'hobbies' growing up, wasn't allowed to have them as to not throw me off my path but I do enjoy dancing, every region I've gone to I'd learn the dance from someone there and I'd bring it home to show anyone who'd see it. It was quite fun."

Kovu's Troubles "Do you..think I'm worthy enough to be Mavuika's son? To be able to call her Mother? I don't feel like I've had a right to any of that."

Favorite Food "Aha..I am a big enjoyer of beef stew, I'd eat it all day everyday no matter where I am. Since it's quite easy to make I can just whip it right up and chow down."

Least Favorite Food "I can't stand too many sweets, I just need the right amount to her keep my energy up and get through the day- AH, get that ghastly cherry cake away from me."

Receiving a Gift: I

"Oh, Oh wow, this is absolutely delicious, better than the one back home, I owe you one for giving me this. If you have any errands just dump them on me.

Receiving a Gift: II "Oh Archon's, wow, this is a little too chewy for my taste."

Receiving a Gift: III "Ew, fire the chef that made this one."

Birthday "Happy Birthday, I've made you two ice statues, one for yourself and one for your sister/brother, I hope you and her/him enjoy it to the fullest. Oh and don't worry it won't melt or break."

Feelings About Ascension: Intro "Light and sturdy like my sword."

Feelings About Ascension: Building Up "Wow, I've never felt this much power course through my veins before, feels good."

Feelings About Ascension: Climax "The quicker and sharper I am, the better my sword will swing, the better my body has become."

Feelings About Ascension: Conclusion "Ever since I've been rescued, I've been nothing but grateful, my power is growing thanks to the hard work you all are helping me get into. Let's keep working hard towards the near future together."

Combat

Elemental Skill "I'll freeze you stiff!" "Smashed to bits!" "Fall to thy's sword!" "I'll kick you down." "You're absolutely worthless!" "For Natlan!"

Elemental Burst "You're gonna freeze!" "Keep back from Natlan!" "For the Pyro Archon!"

Opening Treasure Chest "Oh wow...these are what you collect?" "I've never seen this much stuff" "Hm, these could be useful."

Low HP "I won't let you pass." "Capitano give me strength! "Pyro Archon watch over me."

Ally at Low HP "Get back, don't be reckless!" "Go heal up!"

Fallen "Capitano...I'm absolutely worthless." "Mavuika...I dishonored your name." "Finally, I won't burden anyone."

Heavy Hit Taken "You did some damage pal! My turn!"

Joining Party "Patroller Kovu, reporting for duty!" "I'm ready to run errands." "Let's sword fly!"

[shephar]

Saw a Genshin x Persona 5 post and thought of what Joe Ker would be like as a Genshin character.

Can be read as related to my Yusuke post or standalone, or even related to my Cyno post :3

Under the cut, as usual, duh.

About: Introduction.

"Oh! They call me Joker, sometimes, but my friends call me Akira, and I think we'll be great friends."

He's an Anemo character, surprising or unsurprisingly. I chose this because of how the Anemo Traveler and other Anemo characters can use the swirl mechanic to semi-manipulate other elements.

About: Vision.

"Mondstat's the city of Freedom, under the Anemo Archon of Freedom... Hmm. I suppose it's not too surprising I got an Anemo vision, then..."

For a weapon he uses a catalyst, due to his affinity for magic, which is abnormally high for a regular citizen of Teyvat, at least to those not from Khaenri'ah. He is from Khaenri'ah, of course, because he's just That Guy.

Aside from that, his skill has a chance to add an element to his attacks, which most people assume comes from his magic affinity, when in reality he just uses matches, ice-cubes, bottled water, dirt, or leaves. It's unknown how he does Electro-swirl...

These can be seen if you pay attention to his skill activations, but not for the Electro.

About: Swirl.

"You wanna know how I add elements to my attacks? Don't you know, a magician never reveals his secrets. Maybe I'll tell you later?"

His burst is an AoE targeting skill, which works by having each subsequent attack from any party member (even co-op) gaining 30% of their damage per hit.

If he's on a solo-run, however, his skill changes to a Hermanubis/Persona-like phantasm attacking enemies while Joker does as well. This is because, unlike Yusuke, where it's up to choice if he's from the Persona-verse, Joker definitely is.

About: Family/Home.

"My family? Hmm, well, it's just me and my sister, really, but it's been a while since I've been back to Fontaine. I wonder how she is, being called Father must be strange, huh..."

Akira is, much like Arlecchino, from Khaenri'ah and then lived in the House of the Hearth as a child. Their childhoods are this similar because they are twins. However, Akira chose to explore Teyvat after the Mother was defeated, wanting to see what the world has to offer.

He earned his Vision in an unknown way, when asking, Arlecchino only has this to say:

"My brother's Vision? Hmm, I suppose he's always had it, even when we were younger."

About: Archons.

"They're just... Regular people, or people adjacent. I don't really care all that much about them. I feel bad, really."

He's a five star character, of course, but his splash art is unnaturally bland for a five star, instead seeming more like a four star.

Of course, this is because of his affinity for not trying to stand out in Persona 5, which carried over to Genshin Impact.

About: Furina.

"I know people are readily accepting Neuvilette to be our new Archon, he's the hydro sovereign. But, I don't know, I think Furina, or Foccalors, was more... Relatable, I suppose is the term."

As with most other five stars, he also has a Character Story. It's the shortest one, really, should barely even count as a Story, it's a simple conversation with the Traveler. It changes based on friendship rankings.

After the Hangout, he just gives the Traveler a gun. A fake one, albeit a lot more advanced and realistic.

About: Stars (Unlocks at friendship rank 8)

"These stars... Oh, didn't see you there. What was I saying? Oh, it's just... These stars don't seem quite right, as if a painting. They reminded me of a friend, don't worry."

Akira's friendship rankings actually affect his combat potential. At Friendship 8, he has a chance to restore an ally's HP when lower than 10% when he's switched with them.

At Friendship 10, there's a chance he has to revive a downed ally, but this can only happen once per battle and it has only a small chance.

About: Origin (Friendship 10)

"Hmm, my origins? I guess you've ascertained that I'm not from Teyvat... Truth be told, I died. Then, I came back. It wasn't back to where I was from, sadly, but. What can you do? I've made the most of my life here. I do miss my friends, though."

And extras that may or may not be part of this AU, depending on your thoughts. Both unlock after Friendship 10.

About: Yusuke.

"I don't know how he got to Teyvat, but it's nice to know it's not just me in this world, I don't know if he has Gorokichi, but I can still hear my Personal. I hope he wasn't alone until we met again."

About: The General Mahamatra.

"He's a lot more... Intense than from when we were teammates, but it seems he remembers me, at least. He's still got Hermanubis with him. He's even the General Mahamatra."

About: You.

"Why do you want to hear my opinion? You're... you, it doesn't matter what I think, or that's how it should be. You help people, despite them leading to dead ends about your sibling, and that's a lot more selfless than I could act."

About: Relationships.

"I could never bring myself to date back in my world, and it would feel weird now. Arlecchino and I's bloodline is going to end with us, it seems, unless she finds someone. Unlikely, though."

About: Furina.

"She's cool, I can relate to pretending to be someone else to please others. *Uncomfortable laugh*. Except she was faking God, I was faking being a good friend."

That's it. Thanks for reading this garbage.

[gold-rhine]

Before the archon war trial arc begins we should get an event where all the archons and Neuvillette are present and you get to watch everyone's wherabouts like in that akademia tournament event, and Neuvillette keeps barely missing all the archons, like a Scooby doo bit.

Venti and Zhongli are actively avoiding him and coming up with dumb explainations for why they're chilling on the roof or fully left the premises(old man yaoi bait too)

Ei doesn't care she's ready to duel a dragon again but she's with Miko who DOES care and is leading Ei all over the place avoiding Neuvi

Nahida wants to have a civil conversation with him but she keeps missing him by chance because now Neuvi's running all over the place...

btw what do you mean, "ready to duel a dragon again"? i dont think raiden ever dueled a sovereign, the initial war between dragons and celesta happened waaaaay too long ago, and its during that war that sovereigns lost power. archon war when makoto came to power happened like, thousands of years later. so even if raiden murdered an electro dragon, which we didnt see mentions of tho, unless it happened at the very invasion of teyvat, the dragon would not be at full power. but thats like. zhongli territory old at least, i dont think raiden is that old. orobashi was most likely not a vishap, just a snake god, bc in enka they did experiments and torture on vishaps under his command and like. if he was a dragon, he'd know all vishaps are intelligent without tests.

the timeline is like. dragons rule and control the elements via authorities ->celestia invades ->war with dragons, celesta wins, most sovereigns are dead, all their authorities taken, BUT NO ARCHONS. celestia is powerful enough to keep elements under control by itself ->thousands of years pass, this is time of unified civilization and celestia being in close touch with ppl via heavenly envoys and sometimes nail-bombing->2 new descenders show up (we dont know if at the same time or not but im not sure), celestia has war with at least one of them, mb both, this drains their resources ->one of the descenders dead, the other makes truce with celestia, bc elements are getting from under control of celestia, i.e. risk of dragons regaining authorities ->celesta and descender create gnosis and give it to archons, this is done specifically to keep elements under control

sorry for digressing, yeah itd be funny. i think he should actually meet nahida, bc he already sounds sympathetic to her, she has rock solid alibi (being kept in a baby jail from birth for 500 years) and then one of the first things she did when she was out is to help healing dendro dragon. i just think nahida is under so much responsibility of always being the wise one and everyone else, and shes still a baby in a lot of ways, she needs someone older to look after her. honorary melusine

btw i dont think we'll ever get actual trials, i think we'll be confronting celestia before it can come to that