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How They React to Your Death

My HCs about how I think the Genshin boys would react to your death. I wanted to write Kaeya too, but ran out of steam.

This month has been terrible to me, so I was in the mood for angst. I don't know how well these turned out, but they were fun to think about.

Characters: Alhaitham, Childe, Heizou, Kaveh, Lyney, Neuvillette, Venti, Wanderer/Scaramouche, and Wriothesley

WARNING:

Reader has death descriptions. Some are more graphic than others, but I don't get into the nitty gritty details.

Spoilers for the backstories of all the mentioned boys.

MAJOR SPOILERS for Act V of the Fontaine Archon quest in Neuvillette's part.

Childe's part contains mention of suicidal thoughts.

Kaveh's and Venti's parts contain alcoholism

🎧 Alhaitham

Despite Alhaitham’s considerable wealth, no amount of money could cure your Eleazar sickness. His money could only buy treatment that prolonged your life a little bit, but ultimately your many years of battling the illness ended when he got news from the doctors that you had passed away in your sleep.

Alhaitham had accepted the news fairly quickly. He knew your death was inevitable, could see you slowly wasting away each time he visited you in the hospital over the past few months. So it was no surprise to him when the day finally came. The other patients and staff thought it strange how Alhaitham had no visible reaction to the news, but some chalked it up to shock when in truth the Scribe was simply accepting of that fact. There was no use denying something that already happened.

When Alhaitham came home that day, the house felt silent and empty. It reminded him of how the house felt when his grandmother passed away when he was younger. The sensations were similar. However, he did not cry over your death. Instead, he carried on his life as normal, or as close to it as he could now that you were no longer a part of what he considered ‘normal’.

At first glance, people thought that Haitham was unaffected by your death. Nothing about him changed. Not his mannerisms, his quality of work, or his expression. He remained the same reserved, stoic Scribe who had no time for trivial nonsense or extra work. He also never talked about you to others aside from confirming their question if you were truly gone. Alhaitham was like a well-oiled machine that worked efficiently like clockwork, keeping up the same even rhythm.

What they don’t see is how he comes home with the expectation of hearing your voice greet him upon entering, only to be faced with a defeating silence that makes his heart sink. They don’t know that Alhaitham wakes up throughout the night, expecting to find you snuggled up next to him in bed the way you used to before your sickness got worse, and you had to be hospitalized. However, you weren’t there no matter how many times he looked towards your side of the bed, and the Scribe could only sigh and try to fall back asleep while ignoring his aching heart.

No one sees how Alhaitham gets too lost in his books in the mornings and accidentally makes two cups of coffee instead of one due to force of habit. Or how, for once, he finds the silence of his house bothersome without your voice and the sounds of your activities resounding within the walls, and it’s enough to distract him from reading. He could be found reading at the House of Daena and Puspa Café more often from then on.

During his afternoon naps, Alhaitham sneaks back home and cradles your favorite blanket to mimic the sensation of holding your soft body in his arms the way he used to when you joined him for naps. He listens to recordings of you talking with him just so he can hear your voice again. He was glad he made the decision to record your voice at the hospital before you became too weak to speak. It gave him the chance to hear you one more time even if the sound of your voice made his chest hurt so much that he occasionally had to stop the recording to collect himself.

Nobody sees how Alhaitham finally picks up the fiction books you recommended him because they were your favorite. He prefers non-fiction, but these books are the last things he has left through which he could connect to your mind and way of thinking. He reads them all cover-to-cover even if he finds the story lacking or the writing not to his taste. He will learn to treasure each and every word because you once did.

What someone might see, as Kaveh did when he moved in with the Scribe, is a bookshelf filled with a few journals, a thick book with an emerald cover, and an assortment of fiction books that exist nowhere else in the house. Alhaitham never talks about these books unless asked, but their well-worn covers are a sign of frequent use, and sure enough, one can catch him reading a rare fiction book during one specific month each year.

🐋 Childe

You went missing after going out to collect some firewood in the woods near Childe’s home. A search party was arranged to find you with Childe in the lead, and he was also the first one to find your remains. Your body had been torn apart, blood and innards splattered across the snow, no doubt the work of some rifthounds. Usually, Childe would relish in such a gory sight, but not this time. Not when it’s your blood and flesh painted in the snow.

The sight leaves him numb. He’s numb when the search party comes to retrieve you, numb when he sees your parents weeping over your gruesome death, and numb when he takes on the duty of exterminating every rifthound he finds around Morepesok.

He wants to cry too, to grieve for you the way he needs, but refrains. He doesn’t want to appear weak and unreliable when his younger siblings mourn and cry over your death. You were like family to them, and your death broke their little hearts to pieces. Childe didn’t want to burden his siblings further by breaking down in front of them. He needed to remain a reliable older brother who could support them through this tough time, even when his own heart bled and he cried in his sleep when he dreamed about you.

Childe’s underlings noted that the Eleventh Harbinger became colder and more irritable after your passing. Any mention of your name would garner the speaker a harsh glare, and if Childe assumed what said person said about you was disrespectful, he didn’t hesitate to start a fight and beat the other person within an inch of their life. He became violent and unhinged, much like how he used to be when he returned from the Abyss as a fourteen-year-old boy.

Childe knew his behavior was irrational, and it pained him to see even his own family fear him due to his violent actions. He felt restless. Spending time at home among your belongings summoned feelings of longing and sadness, but even so, he couldn’t bear to throw anything away. He lived among the ghosts of your existence, however, it drove him mad with grief.

Childe needed an outlet for his emotions, so he took to fighting monsters and other strong opponents. He became even more reckless in battle. If before, the Harbinger sought out strong enemies to test his mettle against them and grow stronger as a result, now he sought out an opponent that would be worthy of taking his life.

Childe didn’t want to abandon his family. He loved them dearly and wanted to see his siblings grow up to be happy and successful people, but life without you felt so hollow. A part of him wanted to return to his family, but the sense of his family feeling incomplete never left him. You were just as much of a family to him as his siblings and parents were. He had plans to start his own family with you. But now… now, a part of him yearns to reunite with you in the afterlife. He promised he would stay by your side no matter what, and Ajax is not one to break his promises.

🔍 Heizou

Heizou was one of the first to hear about your stabbing that occurred in an Inazuman alleyway late that evening. You were rushed to a doctor to have your wound treated, but the robber who attacked you hit a vital area. Your blood loss was colossal, and it wasn’t long after arriving at the doctor’s that you succumbed to your injury.

To Heizou, the news brought on a sense of deja vu. He’s already lost a friend to crime in the past, and now he lost you to crime, too. The knowledge made him furious and heartbroken. He was angry at the robber for stabbing you just so he could steal some money that you didn’t want to part with, and he was angry at himself for failing to prevent this. After his friend passed away, Heizou swore to nip crime in the bud by discouraging criminals from committing crimes with the threat that he would find and capture them no matter what without fail. But what good did his resolve do if you still died because of an armed robber?

The heartache and guilt he felt ate away at him as the memory of your ashen face during your last few moments haunted him. He lost you. Never again would he get to spend time with you and make you laugh, kiss and hug you, or tell you he loved you.

His anger drove him to capture the murderer in record time, but hearing the criminal’s subsequent sentence for theft and murder didn’t comfort the detective. No amount of jail time would ever atone for the loss of your life.

After that day, Heizou lost his playful demeanor, becoming somber and reserved. He threw himself into his work, feeling pressured to capture as many criminals as he could in as little time as possible. However, his grief and exhaustion caused his mind to dull and make mistakes while investigating clues. It got to the point where Kujou Sara had to forcibly send him on vacation so he could take a break and properly process your death.

Despite his protests, Heizou knew he wasn’t much use in his current state, so he took this free time to visit your family and mourn together with them. He apologized for not doing a better job of protecting you, fully expecting your parents to lay blame on him for not protecting their child. To his surprise, your parents didn’t blame him at all. They even thanked him for catching the murderer and helping them to feel a little more at peace. Heizou’s interaction with your family helped him feel a tiny bit less guilty about your death.

The experience left him feeling a little less broken, so in the following days he sorted through your belongings in your shared home. He packed away some items to return to your parents, some things he put in storage, and others he gave away that he remembered you wanting to get rid of. A few of your items he kept for himself, one of which was a scarf you mentioned you bought because it was the same shade of green as his eyes which reminded you of him.

Heizou wore your scarf as a keepsake and good luck charm and would hardly be seen without it when he finally came back to work. What once served as your reminder of him, now served as his reminder of you, the person he loved with his whole being. But with the memories of you came the reminder of how you died. Though the memory was painful, it helped Heizou work up the will to keep pursuing his goal of eradicating crime. Even when the case was extremely tough with conflicting clues, your scarf would remind him to not give up, to not let another incident like yours happen again, and Heizou would persevere. He would continue to persevere no matter how long it took because he didn’t want innocent lives like yours to be snatched away so cruelly. Maybe one day, he will see you in the afterlife and proudly tell you all about how he achieved his dream. Until then, he will work hard to be worthy of the title of Inazuma’s best detective.

🍷 Kaveh

Kaveh had a lot of work to do. He was saddled with creating drafts for another large project while also trying to work on the commission for constructing a library in Aaru village for the children. Wanting to help alleviate his burden, you offered to take the finished drafts over to Aaru village yourself so he could focus on finishing up work for his other project. Kaveh tried to object, saying you really didn’t need to trouble yourself on his behalf, but you insisted, expressing your desire to help him finish his work sooner so the two of you could spend more time together again. After some deliberation, he let you go to the village by yourself, confident that you could make the trip since you accompanied him there several times before.

A few days later, Kaveh received news that you had died on your return trip from the desert. When he heard the cause of your death, his stomach roiled. You perished in quicksand just like his father. You died doing something for his sake, just like his father did.

Whatever future plans he was building together with you, whatever progress you made in helping him slowly heal from his trauma, it all came crashing down around him. Your death reopened old wounds Kaveh was only starting to heal from, as well as left new scars that tormented him every waking moment.

The first few weeks, Kaveh couldn’t stand to be in your shared home. It was full of memories of you, and each and every one of your belongings would stab at his heart like a blade. Moreover, the house felt so silent without you around. It reminded him of when his mother left for Fontaine, leaving him alone in a house too big for only him to live in. Now, he was reliving that moment all over again, but it was worse this time because, unlike his mother, he would never see you again.

Kaveh also couldn’t stand to look inside his sketchbooks. The pages were covered in various sketches of you, and looking at them only made the anguish and guilt grow in him tenfold. He blamed himself for your death, attributing it to being his fault just like he attributes his father’s death as his fault too. No matter what anyone says to console him, he will never stop believing it’s all his fault.

Fueled by guilt and self-loathing, Kaveh spent several weeks visiting Lambad’s tavern practically every day. One could even say he lived there since the architect seldom went home. He used what little money he had to buy alcohol, especially of the stronger kind. He wanted to numb the pain in his heart and to pretend that you weren’t really gone from this world. The alcohol helped to muddle his mind until his intoxicated brain conjured happy memories of you together, and Kaveh would mumble your name in a drunken haze. Other times it didn’t help, and Alhaitham, Cyno, or Tighnari could often find a drunk Kaveh quietly crying while slumped over a table and trying their best to drag him home while listening to his drunken babble of self-loathing and regret.

It will take a long time for Kaveh to feel okay again, and even then, he will never be the same optimistic and cheerful person he used to be. You were his muse, the one who made him feel like maybe he was deserving of love after all. But with you gone, he lost his creative spark. His designs no longer held the same extravagant and artistic flair they used to. Now, they’re more tame by comparison. With your passing, you took with you the little bit of joy he felt towards the world, and it seemed more bleak than it used to be when he was with you.

Kaveh refused to seek out love after your death. He’s lost too many people he held dear and has been left alone over and over again. The pain of being left behind and of feeling like he will only bring misfortune to those he cares about, made him seal off his heart. He doesn’t want to let people close to him like that again, and neither does he want to replace you. You were, and still are, very special to him.

Despite numerous years going by after your passing, Kaveh never forgot you, and he didn’t want your memory to be forgotten either. He built an art school and dedicated it to you in honor of being the one who inspired him so much in his creative endeavors. He hopes that your name will live on and continue to inspire future generations of artists long after he is gone from the world.

🎩 Lyney Having grown up in the House of the Hearth with Lyney and Lynette, the twins were practically like family to you. Though admittedly, Lyney and you developed romantic ties rather than familial ones the more you got to know each other. It was no surprise to anyone when the two of you became a couple, and Lynette even encouraged it.

Being a member of the Fatui, you were often sent out on dangerous missions to infiltrate enemy territory and report your findings back to Arlecchino. You were good at your job and had major successfully completed missions under your belt, but even the best slip up sometimes. After infiltrating enemy headquarters, you regularly reported your findings back to the House, however, one day the correspondence stopped. You went completely silent. The thought of you being caught immediately crossed Lyney’s mind, but he was hopeful that as an experienced agent, you would manage to find a way out somehow. You always have in the past, and after having worked together with you during joint missions, he saw first-hand how capable you were. To pass the time, he focused on polishing a magic trick he wanted to show you upon your return.

Days go by, and just as the magician is about to lose his patience and run off to try and find you, news about your body washing up on a riverbank reaches his ears. The heartbreak Lyney experiences upon hearing the news is indescribable. He felt lost, disoriented, and anguished. A part of him refused to believe the facts, but after witnessing the gruesome sight of your corpse, he had no choice but to face reality.

You were dead.

Lyney wondered at length about the cause of your death, and while his own guesses made his stomach knot, the autopsy report he read a few days later made him livid. Numerous torture and abuse marks were found on your body. It seemed that the enemy had captured and tortured you, hoping to force you to spill some of the Fatui’s secrets. Judging by the severity of the most recent wounds, you must have kept quiet because more brutal torture methods were used on you until the enemy figured out they wouldn’t get anything out of you, and disposed of you. Lyney knew how loyal you were to your family. You would never betray them even at the cost of your own life, but in that moment, he really wished you would have treasured your life more. Maybe then you could have survived. Maybe then he would have had the chance to hold you in his arms and tell you he missed you while you were gone. Maybe he would have had an opportunity to show off the magic trick he created specifically for your eyes only. But now, he’ll continue to miss you until the day death comes for him too. Lyney’s initial reaction upon hearing of your torture is overwhelming fury. Lynette had to hold him back from recklessly running off to take revenge against the enemy. It took a lot of reasoning on her part, but eventually, her brother calmed down.

Once his bout of anger passed, Lyney broke down. Lynette didn’t hide her own tears as she held her brother in her arms while he cried. The siblings both missed you dearly and mourned your loss, but Lyney took your death especially hard. He felt broken. One of his most precious people was taken from him in such a cruel manner, and the mere thought of how you must have spent your last few waking hours made him feel horrible.

He was anguished and angry, and the potent concoction of negative emotions weighed down on his heart and mind. Gone was his cheerful smile and outgoing attitude, replaced with a cold and somber frown. His calculative side took center stage. Though his initial burst of outrage passed, he wouldn’t give up on his desire for revenge until the act had been carried out. Aside from the twins, Arlecchino also refused to take your death lying down. You were her precious child, someone she put in a lot of love and effort to raise, and this transgression angered her as much as it angered Lyney. Together with Arlecchino, Lyney and Lynette infiltrate enemy headquarters and make every person a part of that organization pay. The magician ensures that the perpetrators experience the same pain you went through during your torture, and by the time they’re done, not a soul is left alive.

Even after exacting revenge, Lyney barely feels a smidge better. Though your captors have been neutralized and won’t hurt anyone the way they hurt you ever again, it doesn’t satisfy Lyney. At the end of the day, all he wants is to have you back in his life. He consoles himself with pieces of your clothing. Your clothes smelled like you, and Lyney hugged one of your items every night, breathing in your scent and soaking the material with his tears as he quietly cried. It takes a long time for Lyney to get himself together and act like himself again. Though he could easily put on a fake smile for his audience, his heart still aches inside. He misses you no matter how many months go by, and Lynette has her hands full comforting him when he breaks down at night and cries about how much he wants to see you. Lyney would have had an easier time accepting your death if you had passed away more peacefully, but knowing you were tortured to death will forever haunt him.

Once he feels more like himself, Lyney incorporates the magic trick he originally wanted to show you upon your return into his magic shows. He only performs it during special occasions so it would leave a great spectacle upon his audience. It was once made to awe you, but now it awes his audience, and a part of him feels some semblance of catharsis in knowing he could inspire others to feel the same joy you made him feel using just this trick. At times like these, Lyney feels as if a part of you was still there with him, enjoying the show he secretly dedicates in your honor.

⚖️ Neuvillette

You were visiting your friend Navia in Poisson, when the Primordial Sea flooded the area and caused a great catastrophe that took the lives of many of its residents. Neuvillette was aware you were in Poisson when the disaster struck, and he tried to get there as quickly as he could to check on you. He would have arrived there immediately were it not for the pressing matters he had to settle prior. He hoped the Traveler and Paimon would find you and keep you safe since they knew you were the Iudex’s beloved.

When he finally made it to Poisson, to his morbid surprise, he found neither you nor Navia, but some Fatui members helping to mitigate the damage. When he asked about your whereabouts, he was told that nobody had seen you. Immediately, his thoughts ventured to the worst scenario, but he refused to believe in his fears until he could get confirmation. He held out hope that you were alright, and went in pursuit of Navia and the Traveler, hoping that maybe you were with them, or they knew what happened to you.

It wasn’t until he was saving Navia from getting dissolved in the Primordial Sea water, did he catch a glimpse of your face. You were trying to protect Navia from certain death, along with Silver and Meluse. At the time he was too anxious about saving Navia to fully register the implication, but an unsettling thought sprang in his mind that maybe you really were— No, he didn’t want to accept it.

When Navia regained consciousness, Neuvillette asked her about your whereabouts. Her answer pierced through him like an ice-cold lance. With tears in her eyes, Navia recounted how you were helping Silver and Meluse rescue the residents of Poisson when the Primordial Sea flooded in, and how she saw your body dissolve in the water along with her loyal subordinates with her own eyes. The news settled in Neuvillette’s stomach like a boulder, causing it to sink and make him feel nauseous. Dread filled him, but he could only muster a quiet “I see…” and stare off into the distance. He felt crushing sadness, but he wasn’t given time to properly process his emotions and your death until he managed to make it out of the ruins.

That evening, Fontaine was hit by a torrential downpour that lasted several days. The rain fell in heavy sheets, flooding the streets and urging most of the citizens to seek shelter in their homes. Only the Chief Justice had the gall to stand outside and let the rain seep and soak through his clothes.

Neuvillette let the water droplets cascade down his face, imitating the tears he wished to shed as the realization that he would never see you again settled in. It was strange. Though he was on land, each waking moment he was pursued by a constant feeling of drowning. His chest felt heavy as if burdened by a great weight that made each breath he took feel like a herculean task.

Neuvillette felt a lot of emotions he couldn’t find the words for. He was frustrated and angry that innocent civilians had died in the flood because nothing was done to prevent it. So many people died. You died. If nothing else, he wanted to get justice for your and the others’ deaths.

However, Furina refused to provide answers to his questions despite his probing and insistence that now was not the time to keep secrets that could potentially help prevent an even greater catastrophe. That was when he turned to seeking aid from his companions, in the hopes that Fontaine could still be saved. Neuvillette lost and gained many things in those few days. The citizens of Fontaine were freed of their curse, and Neuvillette had obtained a position of complete authority, however, it all came at the cost of the lives of innocent civilians, Focalors’s life, Furina’s mental state, and… your life. Those were great prices to pay, and Neuvillette mourned each and every sacrifice.

Now that he had some time to himself to process his feelings, Neuvillette recognized that what he felt was grief and longing. He wanted to see you at least one more time, to feel you in his arms again. To have you taken from him so suddenly was too painful. He never got to tell you one last ‘I love you’, and he could only hope that his words reach you wherever your consciousness might be now. Fontaine will see frequent rainfall in the coming months. It won’t be easy for Neuvillette to get over your death, and some part of him will always ache and yearn to see you again. But one thing he can do is strengthen his resolve to make Fontaine into a nation that both you and Focalors would be proud of. A nation where tragedies like these will never happen again.

🍃 Venti

Venti liked to climb up on high places like his statue in front of the Favonius church, the rooftop of the Cat’s Tail, or the great tree at Windrise. Today, you found him high up in the tree, absentmindedly strumming a new tune on his lyre. Wanting to surprise the bard, you tried your best to climb the tree as quietly as you could, but right as you were about to pop up and surprise him, the branch you were on snapped, and with a heart-stopping shriek, you plummeted down to the ground.

Your scream alerted Venti. He felt your presence before you even started climbing the tree, but he failed to foresee the danger until it was too late. He didn’t react fast enough to summon a gust of wind to safely lower you down. The sickening crunch of your skull hitting the ground made his stomach roil, and for a brief moment he felt as if the blood in his veins turned to ice. He felt frozen in place.

Snapping out of his momentary stupor, Venti rushed to your side to check on you, but the enormous pool of blood blooming around your lifeless body made him throw up.

Not again. He lost someone he loved once more. The painful emotions of losing you triggered a cascade of memories of seeing the broken body of that one boy he called a friend thousands of years ago. The same boy whose face he now wore as a way of honoring his memory and giving him an opportunity to live out his dreams of freedom through Venti.

Venti felt that same feeling of heavy emptiness once again as he cradled your lifeless body in his arms, your blood smearing the white sleeves of his shirt. One of the bard’s hands cradled your still-warm cheek, and he wept. To have you taken away so easily through such a small accident… it was too much.

Venti didn’t attend your funeral. He couldn’t bear to. However, he forced himself to watch from a distance as your loved ones gathered around your grave. He fully empathized with their grief.

In the following days, one could often find Venti at a tavern. He started with Angel’s Share, but after consecutive days of heavy drinking and drunken ramblings about how remorseful he felt and how you deserved better, Diluc put a stop to Venti’s visits. The Anemo Archon wasn’t getting any better from drinking himself into a stupor until he could barely hold himself upright. It was heartbreaking to see.

Even after being banned from the Angel’s Share, Venti would visit other taverns in the city and rinse and repeat. He so badly wanted to numb the pain in his heart and forget the awful memory of your lifeless body. Only after several bans did Venti finally stop coming to the city altogether. He disappeared for a while, and nobody was able to find him. Only after many weeks did the bard suddenly pop up in the town square with his lyre in hand.

During his absence, Venti wrote a few songs as a way to cope with his grief, and after a while, finally felt well enough to play them. As a bard, he was well-known in Mondstadt for playing cheerful and beautiful tunes, but this time his melodies were melancholic, even sad. They listened to him sing about a love he can no longer say ‘I love you’ to anymore, someone he can no longer forge new memories with and can only carry on in his heart as a memory. The music he played captured the attention of every member of the audience and touched their hearts so deeply that they, too, could feel the sorrow the bard was trying to convey through his melodies. His pain became their pain, too. The heartache was so profound, so raw and crippling, that many people couldn’t hold back from crying.

Venti wasn’t playing the songs to earn money or share his sadness with others. He was playing them for you. He hoped that his feelings would reach you wherever you were and that your memory wouldn’t fade away even if he remained the last person alive who knew of your existence. His songs will keep your memory alive in the hearts of the Mondstadt citizens, never to be forgotten.

☂️ Wanderer

You have been fighting chronic sickness for months, but despite the treatments, each week you seemed to get worse and worse. Neither the doctors of Sumeru nor even Nahida herself could figure out a cure for your condition. You were bedridden with barely any strength to move. Wanderer took responsibility for nursing you back to health by helping you get to places you needed, cooking all your meals and feeding you, as well as getting your medicine and administering it.

Despite his efforts, you could tell you wouldn’t last long. While you still had the strength to talk, you apologized to him for being forced to part from him.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” he scoffed, with a frown pulling at his lips. “Rather than talk about such nonsense, use that energy to get better instead.”

He didn’t want to face the facts, to accept the reality that you could disappear from his life. But then came a day where you no longer opened your eyes when he called your name, nor stirred when he tried to shake you awake. Your body was cold and stiff and so unlike what he was used to seeing you as. The life you possessed was gone in all senses of the word.

Something in Wanderer snapped that day. Falling to his knees, he let out a guttural scream that tore at his vocal cords. He unleashed a wail that carried all the anguish and misery he’d been keeping bottled up inside for hundreds of years. He’s lost so many people he cared for in the past. Each time he met someone he grew attached to, fate would always tear them away from him, and you were no exception.

He cried bitter tears in the privacy of your shared home, cursing Fate for doing this to him over and over again. He was angry and heartbroken. Though he lacked a real heart, the sensation in his chest felt like something inside him broke into a million tiny fragments. As if sharp needles pierced through his non-existent heart and caused him to scream until he lost his voice.

He wanted revenge, but how can one get vengeance against Fate itself?

You were gone, so cruelly torn away from his side despite his best efforts to keep you alive. You were the little ray of light that never gave up on him no matter how cold he was towards you or how much he pushed you away, and helped him heal little by little. You accepted him in his entirety and wormed your way into his non-existent heart, so how dare Fate mock him like this? Wanderer truly felt as if Fate was purposely torturing him by taking away all those whom he held dear.

Helpless and anguished, Wanderer reverted to the days when he used to be Scaramouche, the sixth of the Fatui Harbingers who was infamous for his callousness and mercilessness. His roiling emotions spurred him to repeat these spiteful acts against anyone who got in his way. It was the only way he knew of how to vent these overwhelming emotions that made him feel like he was choking on his grief.

It took Nahida’s interference to calm him down and get through to him that you wouldn’t want him to be like this. The Wanderer you fell in love with wasn’t such a hateful person driven by negative emotions, and though he was loathe to admit it, the God of Wisdom was right.

Having quelled the initial burst of wounded anger, Wanderer would think more clearly about what he should do from now on. He could keep all your items, photographs, and letters, but they would never replace you, only help preserve some of the memories attached to them, which a puppet like him had no need for. He won’t forget even the smallest thing about you, not as long as he’s alive.

Wanderer becomes a regular visitor of your grave, taking care of it so your name won’t be erased from the gravestone by time too quickly. He would frequently bring your favorite foods and flowers and place them in front of your grave, before taking a seat next to it and staring off into the distance without saying a word. He did this mostly at night so he could stargaze, just like how you both used to when you were alive.

Even centuries later, when everyone who knew you took their memories of you to their graves, Wanderer will remain to watch over your final resting place, unwavering in his devotion.

🐺 Wriothesley

You accompanied Wriothesley on another one of his swims out in the open waters surrounding the Fortress. Since you weren’t a vision holder, you had to wear a diving suit to breathe, unlike your beloved Duke. You’ve had these private little swim dates a few times before, so your guard was down when you swam through some jagged areas of the Fortress’s scaffolding. The shoulder of your diving suit caught on a sharp edge of metal and tore a hole in it. The tear was fairly large, and you panicked when you felt water rush inside your suit. Wriothesley was quick to freeze the hole and pull you up to the surface to get the suit off of you, but by the time he did, it was too late. You had inhaled too much water and were unresponsive. Wriothesley tried to keep his anxiety at bay and utilized all the CPR knowledge he learned from Sigewinne to try and save your life. He breathed air into your lungs and did chest compressions with enough force to hear your ribs crack, but even after 30 agonizing minutes of trying, you wouldn’t wake up.

Wriothesley had no choice but to accept the fact you died. Wriothesley doesn’t cry for you. He’s no stranger to death. His exposure to it in his younger years made him all too aware of how easy it is to die, and that death came for all without exception. As a result, he was able to accept your death a little easier than most, but it doesn’t mean he made peace with it. The staff and inmates at the Fortress all said Wriothesley looked the same as usual even after your death. He kept up his laidback yet intimidating demeanor and busied himself with the variety of work someone in his position was required to take care of. Only Sigewinne could tell that Wriothesley was not alright despite all the strained smiles he gave everyone. The bags under his eyes grew more prominent by the day, a clear indicator he wasn’t sleeping well. She saw how he threw himself into his work, barely taking any time to rest properly, as if wanting to keep his mind busy from the horrible memory of seeing your corpse. Though he tried to mask it, in truth, your death affected Wriothesley deeply. He had frequent nightmares about watching you drown and being unable to save you, and they would keep him up at night. He usually awoke in a cold sweat, his heart pounding from intense panic and dread until his mind cleared, only to be replaced with a stone-cold reality that made the feelings of guilt come rushing back. Out of habit, he turns to your side of the bed to seek comfort in your presence but seeing it cold and empty served as yet another harsh reminder that you were gone. Wriothesley can’t sleep after his nightmares, so he opts to work out or fuss over his gauntlets to distract himself from his feelings. It takes all his self-control to keep a lid on his emotions and not become the angry, irritable mess he knows he will be if he’s not careful.

When he makes tea, Wriothesley accidentally makes two cups out of habit. One for you and one for him. Even weeks after your passing, it was still a difficult habit to break. For the first while, Wriothesley would even stop drinking your favorite tea blend because it reminded him of you. Rather than enjoy the flavor, all he tastes is bile in his throat. The flavor of your favorite tea makes him nauseous because it makes him think about how you will never taste this again or have another tea date in his office.

There was one occasion when he tried to drink your tea shortly after your death. He thought maybe the flavor would remind him of the happy times he shared with you, but all it resulted in was a broken teacup from the force of his grip, and Sigewinne fussing over his cuts and burns. He didn’t drink your favorite blend for a long time after that, only being able to find enjoyment in it again many years later when the startlingly clear memory of your death didn’t hurt him as much. Wriothesley felt lonely without you. You were the friend and confidant he told his deepest and darkest secrets about his past, the comfort he sought after a difficult day, and the soothing presence that made him feel accepted for who he was without all the embellished titles. But after your passing, the Fortress of Meropide seemed cold and gloomy, as if devoid of the warmth it once had that made him call it home. It was as if your death snuffed out the little ray of warm sunshine he felt when spending time with you.

#im sobbing ;-;

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badca-quimar · 7 months

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Me (A Genshin noob) getting Isekai’d Pt. 12

CW: minor quest spoilers (not really tho), swearing, the usual simping

Fontaine Research Institute:

NPC: “Let us take a photograph to commemorate this.”

Me: “Okay.” *smiles and poses for the picture*

*explosion in the background*

Paimon: “Ahhh!! What was that??”

Me: “What in the Michael Bay is going on?? Oh my god! Wait! Nacker!!!”

Meeting Sigewinne:

Me: “Yo why does she look like that?”

Paimon: “Huh? What do you mean?”

Me: “Like, Sigewinne is supposed to be a melusine, right? But she looks more human than melusine.”

Paimon: “Yeah…you’re right…”

Me: “OKAY, WHO THE HELL FUCKED A MELUSINE???”

(For real tho, Hoyoverse. We need answers!!)

Golden Slumber Quest:

Me: “….”

Paimon: “Paimon doesn’t even have to ask. Paimon knows that look.”

Me: “Ah, you know me so well.”

Paimon: “*sigh of disapproval* Who is it this time?”

Me: “Jebrael AND Jeht.”

Paimon: “Paimon knew it.”

Me: “You think I stand a chance with either of them?”

Paimon: “Ha! You wish! They’re totally out of your league!”

Me: “You— yeah…”

Seeing Wriothesley Fight:

Me: “Woo! Let’s go! Kick some ass, Rizz man!”

Paimon: “Wow, traveler! This is so exciting! We get to see the Duke fight up close!”

Me: “He’s a beast out there! Fighting all those guys by himself? Insane.”

Wriothesley: *helping his defeated opponents to their feet.*

Paimon: “And he’s got good sportsmanship, too! No wonder everyone in Meropide admires him so much.”

Wriothesley: *looks over at us and winks.*

Me: “Fuck…daddy…”

Paimon: “….”

Everyone else: “….”

Me: “Oh shit. Did I just say that out loud…?”

(I was watching Wriothesley’s character demo and I didn’t realize I actually called him daddy out loud. God, I’m so embarrassing 🙃)

Yangyun:

Me: “Holy hell! He’s talking so fast! Diona, what did you put in that drink?? Did you spike it??”

Diona: “Of course not! There’s no alcohol in it! The worst that I put in is Jueyun chilis!”

Paimon: “Jueyun chilis?? Oh no!”

Xiao: “I don’t understand. What’s wrong with Jueyun chilis?”

Me: “Poor baby Chongyun can’t handle spice! We need to chill him out stat!”

Chongyun: *jumping up and down excitedly* “Diona! Another, please!”

Me: “Oh geez, his Yang energy is out of control!”

Surprise Guest:

Hu Tao: “And here is our surprise guest judge…Mister Zhongli!”

Zhongli: “Hello, everyone.”

Me: *going feral* “Wooo!!! Zhongli!! I’m your number one fan!!”

Zhongli: *chuckles* “Ah. Hello, traveler. It is good to see you still have your excitable demeanor.”

Paimon: “Traveler, please…you’re embarrassing Paimon…”

A Poem for Xiao:

Me: “I have a poem!”

Venti: “Ah, go ahead, traveler! Let’s hear it!”

Me: “Ahem. Adeptus Xiao, watching the plains of Liyue from high above. You swooped down and stole my heart, is this feeling love?”

Xiao: *blushing and sputtering uncontrollably*

Paimon: “That doesn’t even fit with the first part of the couplet, traveler!”

Me: “Oh, whatever, Paimon! I told you I suck at poetry!”

Venti: “Haha! It’s all in good fun! No need to argue, the event is far from done! Shall we move on?”

Me: *looking up at Xiao*

Xiao: *smiles a little before teleporting away*

Me: *fist pumping* “Nailed it…”

Callirhoe:

Me: “You thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’?”

Paimon: “That Callirhoe’s an oceanid?”

Me: “Yep.”

Paimon: “And that she’s the Spring Fairy from the story?”

Me: “Mhm.”

Paimon: “Oh, definitely.”

*fist bumps*

Me: “Glad we’re on the same page.”

(It was so obvious. There was no point in making it a secret, MiHoyo.)

Wriothesley got that Rizz:

Wriothesley: “Oh hey, traveler, Paimon. Fancy seeing you here.”

Me: “Wriothesley? What are you doing here on the surface?”

Wriothesley: “I had some business to attend to with Monsieur Neuvillette. He had a tight schedule, so I came to visit him instead.”

Paimon: “So does that mean you’re heading back to Meropide now?”

Wriothesley: “I was, but…I think I’ve had a change of plans.”

Me: “Oh? How so?”

Wriothesley: *flirty smirk* “Mm. How’s about we get dinner together, traveler? There’s a restaurant up here that I’ve been wanting to try for a while. It’d be nice to catch up with you.”

Me: *not getting the hint* “Oooh! That sounds so good right now, but…I’m a little tight on money, so I’ll have to pass. Thanks, though!”

Paimon: *looking between me and Wriothesley w/ a confused face*

Wriothesley: *patting my head* “Now, now, it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to invite you to dinner and not pay for your meal. C’mon, traveler. I insist.”

Me: *still oblivious* “Well, if you say so! I just need to finish up a commission and then I’ll meet you there!”

Wriothesley: “Alright. I look forward to it. Don’t keep me waiting, traveler. *winks*”

Me: *waving* “Okay! Bye!”

*happily hums while continuing w/ commission*

Paimon: “….”

Me: “What’s wrong, Paimon? Why do you have that look on your face?”

Paimon: “Traveler! Are you okay?? How are you so calm right now??”

Me: “Gah! Why are you yelling at me??”

Paimon: “Paimon can’t tell if you’re serious right now!”

Me: “What?? What are you talking about??”

Paimon: “You’re kidding, right?? Did you seriously not notice?!”

Me: “Notice what??”

Paimon: “That Wriothesley was totally flirting with you!!”

Me: *surprised pikachu face* “….what?”

Paimon: “….you seriously couldn’t tell?”

Me: “No way! Wriothesley was just being nice! Don’t get my hopes up like that…”

Paimon: *face palms* “Traveler…how is it that you’re constantly simping over people, but you can’t tell when they actually reciprocate?”

Me: “….no fucking way. Wriothesley is actually interested in me…?”

Paimon: “Yes! Even Paimon could tell you that!”

Me: “….” *forgets commission and runs after Wriothesley*

(This is just a scenario I came up with after getting Wriothesley. I was considering skipping him this time around, but I did a 10 pull just for the hell of it. I had 0 pity, but I got the golden star! It ended up being Qiqi, so I got my hopes up for nothing. I wasn’t gonna pull anymore, but then I was like, “why not?” and did one more 10 pull. I actually got Wriothesley at 6 pity. This was also the first time I got a character in less than 20 pulls. Mans really wanted to come home! Lowkey, I was the one dodging him, but he got me with a flying kick 💀)

Neuvillette’s Story Quest:

Me: “Woah…backstory time.”

*sees Carole*

Me: “Oh my god! She’s such a sweetheart! I love her!”

*Sees people being mean to Carole*

Me: “I’ll fuck y’all up!! I don’t care if this is a flashback or some bullshit! I’ll travel through space and time to kick your asses!”

*Sees Vautrin*

Me: “And I oop— Who’s this tall glass of water? I love me a man in uniform—“

*Returns to the present world after seeing all the memories*

Paimon: “Traveler! Stop spacing out! You— huh? Traveler?? Why are you crying??”

Me: *sobbing* “OH MY GOD! THOSE FUCKERS! AND VAUTRIN!! YOU SWEET BASTARD!! POOR MISS CAROLE!!”

Leaving Meropide:

Me: “Welp. This is it. We’re finally gettin’ out of this place.”

Paimon: “Yeah. It’s weird. Paimon’s kinda gonna miss it.”

Wriothesley: “It was definitely interesting having you two around here. Especially with all the shenanigans you were up to. But I will say that I’ll certainly miss our tea times.”

Me: “Don’t worry. We’ll come to visit for sure.”

Wriothesley: “Yeah. Hopefully next time, it won’t be as criminals.”

Me: “No promises~”

Wriothesley: “I’m serious. Don’t break the law.”

Me: “Okay, okay. Jeez, I hear ya.”

Paimon: “…you’re totally gonna break the law to see him again.”

Me: “No!…maybe…?”

A/N

As you can tell, Wriothesley has already won me over. This man is the fastest five star to come home and I wasn’t even going to pull for him at first. I know his story quest is crazy (from what I’ve heard), but I’ve been so busy that I haven’t had the chance to sit down and play it. Fontaine’s archon quest was so good! I’ll post the next one with the stuff that happened in 4.2 soon! Until next time!

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin x you #genshin fanfic #sagau #genshin isekai #wriothesley #neuvillette

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badca-quimar · 8 months

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Me (a Genshin noob) getting Isekai’d Pt. 11

CW: swearing, crack, simping, 4.1 spoilies

Confronting Wriothesley:

Me: “Lyney!”

Wriothesley: “Oh, wonderful! Everyone is here, so I’ll only need to say this once: thank you so much for cooperating with me.”

Me: “You…you played us for fools! You knew everything from the start! Where is Lynette and Fremmy?!”

Wriothesley: “Eager and to the point, I see.”

Me: “If you won’t talk to Lyney, then talk to me!”

Wriothesley: “You do realize that I’m only letting you go because of Neuvillette, yes? But that doesn’t mean you can just do whatever you want.”

Me: “Yeah? Well, I’m the motherfucking traveler, and I never abandon my friends!”

Lyney: “Traveler….”

Wriothesley: “Then how about this? Why don’t you tell me a thing or two about what you’ve found?”

Me: “Oh fuck this Ace Attorney bullshit. Let’s get this over with and go home!”

Poor Lyney:

Lyney: “Stop your cruel and pointless game, Wriothesley! The thought of sparing Lynette and Freminet never crossed your mind!”

Me: “Lyney!”

Lyney: “You’ll pay for this!”

*gets shot w/ tranq gun*

Me: “Holy shit! Lyney!”

Wriothesley: “Ooh, close one. I owe you one, Sigewinne.”

Sigewinne: “It was nothing, Your Grace.”

Me: *catches Lyney before he falls* “You cotton candy gumball bitch! Were you seriously in on all of this??”

Lyney: “…take me if you want…but let them go…”

Wriothesley: “Mhm. How touching. Can you just give me one more minute?”

Me: *still holding Lyney* “Fuck you! Oh my god! I don’t care if you’re hot, I’ll kick your ass!”

Wriothesley: “Alright, everyone, calm down. Two more visitors will be arriving any time now.”

Paimon: “Calm down, traveler! Paimon’s sure we’ll have an actual explanation soon enough…”

(Even though I knew Wriothesley isn’t actually a bad guy and has his reasons, I was legitimately pissed when he said that to Lyney. Like, this poor boy was worried about his siblings! And he was already panicking so that was uncalled for.)

Evacuation:

Me: “What the fuck is going on??”

Paimon: “What’s wrong with these people? They won’t even talk to us!”

Cuistot: “They’re here! Ah, there you are!”

Laverune: “Oh, thank goodness!”

Me: “Omg, babes! You were worried about us!”

Paimon: “That’s not important, what’s going on??”

Cuistot: “We came here to especially inform you! Something seems to have gone terribly wrong! His Grace is telling everyone to evacuate and get out of here!”

Laverune: “The point is, you should come with us!”

Me: “Wait a second…you said Wriothesley said to evacuate outwards?”

Laverune: “Yeah, he said to get as far away as possible, upwards and outwards.”

Me: “Oh shit. Not good! Not good!!” *runs away*

Cuistot: “What? Hey! Where are you going!?”

Me: “We have to find the Duke! Go on without us and get to safety, my loves!!”

Laverune: “Hey! Heyyy! Be careful!”

Cuistot: “Wait…did they just call us their ‘loves’? What’s that all about?”

Laverune: “Forget it! Let’s just go!”

The Gate:

Wriothesley: “They’re here.”

Clorinde: “Just like I said.”

Paimon: “What happened— ah!”

Me: “Oh fuck…”

Clorinde: “You’re just in time, but…be ready to run.”

*wriothesley does his thing*

Paimon: “Yes!”

Me: “Don’t cheer yet. It’s not over…”

*wave approaches*

Me: “Oh shit, oh shit! He’s not gonna make it!”

Wriothesley: *freezes the gate* “This won’t hold it for long. Find Neuvillette. Tell him the defenses are about to collapse.”

Paimon: “Then what will happen to you?”

Clorinde: “Until he arrives, we’re the last line of defense.”

Me: “Don’t you dare die. I’m still holding you to that tea party, so you better not try to get out of it.”

Wriothesley: “Ha. I wouldn’t dream of it.”

Me: *runs away* “Fuck…that was so hot…”

Meeting w/ Arlecchino & Furina

Arlecchino: “There are only sixteen slices sold every day. Here, why don’t you and Paimon have a taste?”

Me: “Oh hell no.”

Arlecchino: “Pardon?”

Furina: “Traveler…?”

Me: “Ah…sorry. I’m actually not a fan of sweets so…”

Arlecchino: “…hmph. A shame.”

Furina: *giving me a look*

Me: “…perhaps I’ll give it a try anyways…”

*hesitantly takes a bite of the cake*

Me: “Holy shit! That’s good!”

Paimon: “Traveler! Save some for Paimon!”

Furina: *nervously looking at Arlecchino* “…h-hehe…”

Arlecchino: “….hmm.”

Neuvillette Reveal:

Paimon: “The Dragon of…what? Huhh??”

Neuvillette: “You guessed correctly. I sincerely hope you’ll be able to keep this a secret for me.”

Me: “Ha. Called it. Let’s go ‘me’!” *high-fives self*

Paimon: “Ugh. Yeah, yeah. Paimon will give you that.”

Me: *rubbing hands together* “I think a smoochie smooch is in order, Monsieur Hydro Dragon.”

Neuvillette: *blushing* “…Ahem…I still have some urgent matters to attend to at my office. If you have any more questions, you are welcome to discuss them with me later.”

Paimon: “Look what you did, traveler! You scared him away!”

Me: “I‘ll give him a smooch one day! Mark my words!”

Cuistot & Laverune Pt.2:

Paimon: “Cuistot! Laverune!”

Laverune: “We’re relieved to see you. He was super worried about you, you know.”

Cuistot: “Hey! It wasn’t just me! Weren’t you super worried as well?”

Laverune: “Uhhh…something like that, yeah.”

Me: “Oh my god, Paimon. I might actually have a chance.”

Paimon: “*sigh* Paimon pities them…”

Me: “We should get dinner together sometime… *wink wonk*”

Tea w/ the Rizz man:

Wriothesley: “Do my eyes deceive me or did I just see two inmates come back after making it to the surface?”

Me: “Just came here to see how you’re doing and cash in on my tea date with you.”

Paimon: “Traveler, it’s not a date if it’s the three of us.”

Me: “Well, maybe if you took the hint, that wouldn’t be a problem.”

Paimon: “Why you—“

Wriothesley: “Anywho, you haven’t served your full prison term, so you may continue to use your cell until your term is up.”

Me: “Omg so I can visit whenever I want?? Endless tea parties!”

Paimon: “And free food!”

Wriothesley: “Maybe I should rescind that offer…”

Childe & the Whale:

*sees the dream of Childe and the whale*

Me: *waking up in a cold sweat* “*gasp* oh my god…”

Paimon: “T-Traveler…? What’s wrong? Was it another dream??”

Me: “…fuck. Childe’s gonna get Pinocchio’d.”

(Pinocchio getting swallowed by a whale. Traumatizing.)

A/N

And those were my reactions to 4.1! I am so scared for Childe. I know that he has so many death flags (especially now), but I legitimately hope nothing bad happens to him in Fontaine. He was the first five star that I saved up for! Even super early on in this series, I wrote so much about him! Moving on, I’m absolutely in love with the Fontaine arc! The plot is unfolding in unexpected ways and I am here for it! I can’t wait to see how the story progresses! I hope you all enjoy this silly little series, and as always, until next time!

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin x you #genshin fanfic #genshin childe #fontaine #neuvillette #genshin lyney #wriothesley #arlecchino #furina

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badca-quimar · 8 months

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Me (a Genshin noob) getting Isekai’d Pt. 10

CW: swearing, crack, 4.1 spoilies, major simping

Childe is Guilty:

Neuvillette: “Mr. Tartaglia is…guilty.”

Me: “What the fuck?? This is rigged! How would that even work? Was Childe even born when the disappearances started??”

Childe: *does a sick flip off the balcony and starts to fight*

Me: “Woo! Get it!”

Childe: *gets his ass handed to him*

Paimon: “Oh no! Childe!”

*Gardemeks taking him away*

Me: “Don’t you dare fucking touch him! Get your steampunk hands off my boy!”

Paimon: *holding me back* “Traveler! You can’t get involved!”

Me: *lowkey crying* “My poor boy! If anything happens to him, I swear I’m going to riot! I’ll save you, Childe! I promise!”

(MiHoyo, Istg if you even think about killing Childe, I will make an army and storm your headquarters)

Welcome to Meropide:

Marette: “Please stand in front of the board over there. I’ll take your mug shots.”

Paimon: “Oh alright…but be sure to catch Paimon’s good side!”

Me: “Me too! My ID photos always look terrible!”

Marette: *rolling her eyes done w/ us*

Me: *posing for the picture*

Marette: “….I don’t get paid enough for this.”

Karma’s a Bitch, Deakin:

Deakin: “You two are the new inmates right? Follow me.”

Paimon: “Oh. Okay. Paimon’s name is Paimon. And this is the traveler—”

Deakin: “Save it, unlike I’ll remember your names. Move it.”

Me: “Well, fuck you too!”

Paimon: “Ugh. How rude…”

*some time later*

Wriothesley: “Mr. Deakin here was responsible for your welcome. I trust you were satisfied with his guidance?”

Me: *smirking w/ my arms crossed* “Unfortunately, no. Deakin has been giving me nothin’ but the ‘tude the moment we met. One star, wouldn’t recommend.”

Deakin: *surprised pikachu face*

Wriothesley: “Ah. I see. In that case, I regret to announce that Deakin here just missed the best opportunity in his prison career to be promoted.”

Me: *grinning evilly from behind Wriothesley, mouthing the words* “Fuck you, Deakin. Karma’s a bitch!”

Meeting Wriothesley:

Paimon: “Wait a second…are there usually so many Gardemeks around here??”

Me: *fighting stance* “Oh fuck. It’s over. It was nice knowin’ ya, Paimon.”

Paimon: “Wahhh! Protect Paimon, traveler!”

Wriothesley: “No need to be anxious, the Gardemeks aren’t here to attack you.“

Me: “….”

Paimon: “Oh no. Paimon knows that look. Traveler, whatever you’re thinking, don’t—“

Me: “…niner-niner, we’ve got ourselves a fiiine man~ Have you come to…lock me up? I’ve been a baaad inmate~” *insert terrible wink*

Paimon: *face palm,* “Now we’re never gonna leave this place…”

Seeing Lyney:

Lyney: *minding his own business*

Me: *sees Lyney and immediately gasps, pointing at him while screeching like a banshee*

Lyney: “H-Huh…?”

Paimon: “Traveler?? What’s your problem— oh.”

Wriothesley: “Oh? Is something the matter?”

Lyney: *subtly shaking his head*

Me: *realizing he’s undercover* “U-Uh no! Not at all! That guy is just…uh…really…hot…”

Paimon: “Y-Yeah! Don’t worry, Your Grace! The traveler is just like that…you get used to it…hehe…”

Wriothesley: “I see…”

Me: “H-Haha…yeah…”

Lyney: *super flustered*

Paimon: *embarrassed for me*

Wriothesley: *amused by my embarrassment*

Me: “Haha…kill me now…”

Wriothesley and his Tea:

Me: “So I heard that you really like tea?”

Wriothesley: “Ah yes. I’ve amassed quite the tea collection.”

Me: *smiling innocently* “Well, I’d love to see it some time.”

Wriothesley: “Of course. I’d be happy to sample some with you. Nothing like a delightful conversation over a cup of tea.”

Paimon: *whispering* “But traveler, I thought you didn’t like tea—“

Me: *also whispering* “Shut up, Paimon! I never said I didn’t like tea!”

Paimon: “You said, and Paimon quotes, ‘I don’t like tea.’ End quote.”

Me: “Well, maybe he has some tea that I’d like!”

Wriothesley: *casually drinking a cup of tea*

(I don’t normally like tea unless it’s got milk in it. But I’m pretty sure Wriothesley would like just straight tea.)

Dreams about Childe:

Me: *waking up in a cold sweat* “Holy shit…!”

Paimon: “H-Huh? Traveler?? What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”

Me: “No…it’s just that…”

Paimon: “What is it, traveler? Tell Paimon.”

Me: “I dreamt of Childe…”

Paimon: “Aw jeez. You had Paimon worried for nothing. This was just another one of your weird fantasy dreams—“

Me: *blushing* “I-It was nothing like that!…(I wish it was…)”

Paimon: *makes a face* “Ew. Gross.”

Me: “I didn’t even say anything!”

Paimon: “Paimon knows you were thinking it.”

Cannibals in Meropide:

Paimon: “Something even more terrible?”

Vidoc: “A group of cannibals.”

Paimon: “Cannibals?? In the Fortress of Meropide??”

Me: “….”

Paimon: “S-So that’s what’s going on here…Paimon’s stomach doesn’t feel so good…”

Me: *walking away*

Paimon: “Traveler? Traveler?? Where are you going??”

Me: “Oh fuck no. I can deal with gods and monsters, but cannibals??? That’s where I draw the line.”

Paimon: “B-But traveler! What about Childe?? What if these cannibals have something to do with his disappearance??”

Me: *stopping* “You’re right. You’re fucking right! I have to do this for my boy!! I’ll fucking murder those cannibals if they even touched a hair on Childe’s head!!”

The “Cannibals”: *shaking in their boots*

Laverune & Cuistot:

Paimon: “Wow! They gave us some pretty good info, huh, traveler?”

Me: *lost in thought*

Paimon: “Traveler?”

Me: “…I think…I think I might be attracted to them…”

Paimon: “….”

Me: “Laverune was a bartender and Cuistot was a chef! Just imagine! We could get all the free food and drinks we want! And I can get myself a full course meal too…~”

Paimon: “Paimon’s gonna ignore that second part, but you’re onto something, traveler…”

Me: “Perhaps I could seduce them with a little bit of…this?” *shows off a bit of ankle*

Paimon: *face of disgust* “Annnnd now you lost Paimon. Let’s just get back to the investigation.”

Me: “Oh, I’ll come back for those two later… 😏”

Faking an Illness:

Paimon: “Use this potion to make you sick!”

Me: *drinks the potion before immediately vomiting* “P-Paimon…what the fuck!!”

Paimon: “Traveler! You weren’t supposed to drink it! You were only supposed to smell it!”

Me: “Oh, now you tell me?? *gags* Fuck…I think I’m actually gonna die— *projectile vomits*

Paimon: “S-Someone!! Please help! They’re sick!”

Me: “Fuck me…I’m gonna die in a pool of my own vomit….”

Paimon: “Hold on, traveler! Travelerrrrr!!”

A/N

Splitting 4.1 into two parts because boy howdy I had a lot of reactions to this archon quest. Lowkey crushing on Laverune and Cuistot even though they’re npcs we’re probably never gonna see again. I just think they’re funny guys. My first impression of Wriothesley is best summed up by that one meme from Camp Camp where they’re like “OH MY GOD!” Followed by, “Oh my god~”. Hope you enjoyed this part, until next time!

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin x you #genshin fanfic #genshin isekai #fontaine #wriothesley #genshin lyney #genshin childe

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badca-quimar · 8 months

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Me (a Genshin noob) getting Isekai’d Pt. 9

CW: swearing, CRACK, minor 4.0 spoilies

Secret Summer Paradise:

Kaeya: “Klee! Don’t stray too far! We don’t know if this place is dangerous!”

Me: *running ahead like a kid excited for an amusement park* “Hurry up, you guys! I wanna see all the cool stuff!”

Eula: “Sometimes I wonder who’s the real child…”

Paimon: “Paimon agrees.”

Collei: “Traveler, be careful! There’s a—“

Me: *walks straight off a cliff* “AHHHHH—“

Collei: “A drop-off…”

Meeting Lessig:

*Eula talking to Lessig*

Me: “….”

Paimon: “….”

Me: “Okay, hear me out—“

Paimon: “No. Just, no.”

Me: “Oh, come on! You gotta admit, it runs in the family! Just—“

Paimon: “No!”

Me: “–look at him!”

Klee and Kaeya’s new outfits:

Klee: “Hehe~ How does Klee look?”

Me: *hugging Klee and spinning her around* “Ahhh! You’re so adorable! The cutest little mage of all!”

Kaeya: “This outfit’s more fashionable than I imagined…”

Me: *turning in slow motion, looking at Kaeya with flower petals falling around him*

Paimon: ��Wow!”

Klee: “Cool! Kaeya’s turned into the real dagger bandit!”

Idyia: “Doesn’t he look amazing, traveler? Huh? Traveler?”

Me: *traveler.exe stopped working*

Kaeya: “Heh. Have I really left you speechless, traveler?”

Paimon: “Traveler? Traveler! Oh no! You broke them! Now all they can say is–”

Me: “Humuna humuna humuna—“

Kaeya’s Hang out:

Paimon: “Hey! Is that Kaeya over there?”

Me: *turning my head at neck-breaking speed* “Where???”

Paimon: “Over there!”

Me: “Oh my god, yes! Man’s looking as fine as ever— is he talking to a bird?”

Kaeya: *indeed talking to a bird*

Paimon: “Huh. He is.”

Me: “I think he’s trying to live out his pirate dreams…anyways—“

Welcome to Fontaine:

Focalors: “I am challenging the traveler to a duel!”

Me: “I have conquered dragons, liberated countries, overthrown governments, traveled through space and time…I suppose I can add defeating another god to my resume.”

Focalors: “….”

Paimon: “….”

Me: “….”

Focalors: “…uh…h-haha…just kidding…I challenge you to a court duel!”

Me: “What in the Phoenix Wright is this bullshi—“

Meeting Neuvillette:

Paimon: “Ooh! These should be our seats!Paimon’s so excited to watch the show!”

Me: “Same! I can’t wait–“ *sees Neuvillette and awkwardly sits down*

Neuvillette: “….”

Paimon: “Uhh…ehe…”

Neuvillette: “….”

Paimon: *speaking quietly* “Hey, traveler…maybe we should strike up a conversation with the person next to us? It’s kinda awkward if we don’t say anything…”

Me: *whispering kinda loudly, quickly glancing at Neuvillette* “No way! I’m too scared I’ll say something dumb! That beautiful man is obviously a noble or some shit! Totally out of my league!”

Paimon: “Ugh. Of course that’s what you’re focused on.”

Me: “If you wanna fill the awkward silence, why don’t you be the one to talk??”

Paimon: “You little…! Of course you put this on Paimon!”

Neuvillette: “Excuse me, I did not realize you felt awkward. I am terribly sorry.”

Me and Paimon: *slow, exaggerated head turn*

Neuvillette: “I would be perfectly happy to chat with you if that’s what you would like.”

Me: *whispering frantically* “Oh god. He heard us. Oh no. Do you think he heard what I said??”

Paimon: *whispering too* “Stop whispering! He definitely heard you!”

Neuvillette: “Ah. And there’s no reason for you to feel intimidated by me. I am not so special, really.”

Me: *sinking into my seat* “Oh god. He definitely heard me. Kill me now.”

Furina being extra:

Neuvillette: “By the way, I should probably let you know, even though I would prefer not to…”

Me: “Hm? What is it?”

Neuvillette: “There’s someone sitting up there in the VIP seats that has been striking a pose for quite a while now…”

Me: *squinting to look up at Furina* “Huh? Why the hell is she doing that?”

Neuvillette: “I believe she’s trying to give you a most elegant and impressive first impression. So I think you should take notice of her sooner, otherwise she may become flustered.”

Me: *rolling my eyes* “Oh? Well, two can play at that game, sister!” *sits even more dramatically*

Furina: *gasps before trying to sit in a fancier way*

Paimon: “Oh brother, here we go again…”

Lyney Magic Show:

Me: “Oh god. This is bad. This is really, really bad.”

Paimon: “Huh? You don’t like the show, traveler? But it’s so exciting.”

Me: “No, I love the show. It’s just that…”

Paimon: “Just that…?”

Me: “Paimon…there’s something about myself that I’ve never told you before…”

Paimon: *getting concerned* “What is it, traveler…?”

Me: “The truth is…I’m extremely attracted to magicians.”

Paimon: “….”

Me: “…they’re just so charismatic, okay?”

Paimon: *goes back to watching the magic show*

Me: “Paimon—“

Paimon: “Just shut up and let Paimon enjoy the show!”

Me: “Noted. I’m so sorry.”

Lyney’s Trial:

Lyney: “Finally, you’re back! Well? How did your investigation go?”

Paimon: “To be honest, you might be disappointed…”

Lynette: “No, no. We’re already very grateful you were willing to help.”

Me: “*sigh* Investigating is so much harder in real life than in video games…”

Furina: “Don’t tell me that your investigation came up empty-handed? That was to be expected, of course. The guilty can never produce proof of their innocence…”

Me: *dramatic phoenix wright pose from different angles* “Objection!”

Furina: *exaggerated gasp*

Me: *still pointing, silently*

Furina: “….well?”

Me: “Uhhh…I didn’t think that far. I just always wanted to say that…”

Paimon: *face palms*

Neuvillette: “…please refrain from making objections before the start of the trial.”

Guard gets dissolved:

Vaughn: “The disappearances were also the boss’ idea. I mean, this is the boss we’re talking about, the—“ *starts to dissolve into water* “Aaaargh…!!”

Paimon: “W-What!?”

Me: “What the fuck?? This got dark way too fast!”

Hydro Dragon:

Paimon: “Hydro dragon, hydro dragon, don’t cry!”

Me: “Hydro dragon, hydro dragon, don’t cry! I’ll give you a lil’ smoochie, my poor baby!”

Paimon: “Seriously, traveler? As if that’s gonna work— huh? Wait a second. It stopped raining.”

Me: “Weird. Wait. Is that Monsieur Neuvillette over there? He seems…flustered?”

Paimon: “Maybe he finds your antics to be ridiculous too?”

Me: “Hey! What’s wrong with wanting to cheer the hydro dragon up with a little kiss? Dragons deserve some TLC too! Ahem…Zhongli!”

Paimon: “Huh? And now there’s a rainbow? How strange…”

Me: “Coincidence? I think not! (Incredibles meme)”

Paimon: “What do you mean by that, traveler?”

Me: “I think it’s pretty obvious, Paimon. This can only mean one thing…”

Paimon: “And that is…?”

Me: “Monsieur Neuvillette is obviously the hydro dragon.”

Paimon: “Okay.”

Me: “…huh?”

Paimon: “What?”

Me: “You’re not gonna try to argue with me about this??”

Paimon: *shrugs* “Paimon means, you’re usually right about this sort of thing. Like with Zhongli being Rex Lapis and all.”

Me: “Oh my god. Paimon…you actually trust me for once! This is amazing!”

Paimon: “What’s that supposed to mean?!”

Me: *hugs Paimon* “Thanks for always putting up with my BS! You really are the best traveling companion!”

Paimon: “Aww, traveler. Of course Paimon is the best traveling companion! You should praise Paimon more often!”

A/N

And now we’re just about caught up with the current update! (jk I still have to play the 4.1 archon quest but school is kicking my ass rn). I’m not a noob anymore after playing for so long, but I love that there’s still so much for me to love about this game! Also, I have Neuvie after saving up so much for him and I absolutely adore him. Expect a lot about him in future posts 🤗 Anyways, until next time!

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin x you #genshin fanfic #sagau #genshin isekai #neuvilette genshin #neuvillette #fontaine #genshin kaeya #genshin lyney

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Me (a Genshin noob) getting Isekai’d Pt. 8

CW: CRACK, swearing, simping over characters

Windblume festival:

Me: *sneezes like three times in a row* “God. Why are there so many dandelion floofs in the air? My allergies are starting to act up!”

Paimon: “It’s always like this when the Windblume festival comes around in Mondstadt.”

Katheryne: “Paimon is correct. Spring is here, and love is in the air. Even the cats next door are getting lovey-dovey.”

Me: “Haha nice…god, I’m so single…” *internally sobbing*

Collei in Monstadt:

Paimon: “That’s Collei! When did she arrive in Mondstadt? Let’s go say hi!”

Me: “Kyahhhh! Collei! My sweet girl!” *jumps up and down, flailing arms*

Paimon: “Traveler! Calm down or else you’ll scare Collei!”

Me: “Right! You’re right! Sorry, I’m just so happy to see her doing well and in Mondstadt!”

Cyno and Tighnari at Windblume:

Paimon: “Tighnari, Cyno! Over here!”

Me: *buzzing with excitement*

Sucrose: “Oh. You seem…excited, traveler…”

Paimon: *sigh* “They always get like this, Sucrose. Just ignore them.”

Sucrose: “O-Okay…”

*Albedo shows up*

Me: *proceeds to go absolutely feral*

Cyno’s Jokes during Windblume:

Cyno: *tells a bunch of cheesy jokes in succession*

Everyone: *dead quiet*

Me: “….h-haha…no, I can’t even bring myself to pity laugh…”

Timaeus and Ying’er:

Timaeus: “M-Miss Ying’er??”

Paimon: “Wow. She came all the way to Mondstadt just to see Timaeus, huh?”

Me: “Kyahhh!! It’s finally happening! They’re so cute together!”

Paimon: “Paimon’s surprised, traveler. Paimon’s only ever seen you get this excited about the people you crush on. It’s a first to see you be excited for *other* people.”

Me: “You make it sound like I’m a lovesick fangirl!”

Paimon: “….”

Me: “Hey!….don’t call me out like that…”

Interdarshan Event:

Me: “Oh, hell yes. We’re gonna see pretty people duke it out.”

Paimon: “Seriously, traveler? Is that the only thing on your mind?”

Me: “Oh please. As if food isn’t constantly on your mind! I just consider eye candy to be food for my eyes.”

Paimon: *rolls her eyes*

Introducing, Hat Guy:

Announcer: “And finally, representing Vahumana…Hat Guy!”

Me: “Pfffft! What??? Hahahahaha! My boy! Hat Guy??”

Wanderer: *glaring daggers before using a wind blast to knock me on my ass*

Me: *on the ground, pointing at wanderer* “Disqualify this man!”

Kaveh w/ the foxes:

Kaveh: “And now they won’t stop following me!”

Me: “Adopt them.”

Kaveh: “I– wait, what?”

Me: “Congratulations, Kaveh. You’re a father of three now. I’m sure Alhaitham will be proud.”

Kaveh: *Kaveh.exe has stopped working*

Alhaitham telling Kaveh the truth:

Kaveh: “Thanks for letting me know all this…”

Alhaitham: “Uh…what?”

Kaveh: “I said thanks for letting me know. Hey! Stop acting like you didn’t hear me! You’re like this on purpose, aren’t you?!”

Alhaitham: “They say earnest thanks should be given thrice so…one more time, please.”

Me: *looking straight into the camera The Office style* “And they were roommates.”

Caribert Quest (avoiding major spoilies):

Eide: *being an absolute depresso nutcase the whole time*

Me: *perpetually concerned*

Genius Invokation TCG Event:

Paimon: “Who do you think’s going to win, traveler?”

Me: “Obviously, Kaeya. He’s gonna wipe the floor with Timmy. Poor little Timmy’s gonna be trapped down the well of shame.”

Paimon: *making a face*

Me: “Too much? Okay, but you gotta admit, there’s no way that Timmy can beat Kaeya—“

*five minutes later*

Me: “I WANT A REMATCH! THAT’S BS!”

Paimon: *holding me back* “Traveler! You can’t have a rematch if you weren’t even playing!”

Me: “Kaeya! How could you have thrown the match?? I put so much mora on you….”

Cyno in the Genius Invokation TCG Event:

Cyno: *being an absolute TCG nerd*

Me: “God. He’s such a goober…marry me.”

Paimon: “Your standards are so low, traveler…”

A/N

Once again, I wrote these a while back, so they’re a bit outdated. This one’s also a bit shorter because I think this was written when there wasn’t too much content (besides Windblume and the Genius Invokation event). Anyways, until next time!

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin x you #genshin impact kaeya #genshin impact kaveh #genshin impact cyno #genshin impact alhaitham

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Me (a Genshin noob) getting Isekai’d Pt. 7

CW: CRACK, swearing, minor character quest spoilies, joking about violence

Cyno’s Quest:

Paimon: “Ahhh!! What’s happening?!”

Me: “Oh fuck! Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck! This whole place is comin’ down!”

Cyno: “Hurry! We need to get out of here!” *starts speeding off like sonic the hedgehog*

Me: “Oh crap! How the hell are you so *huff* fucking fast??”

Cyno: “There! The exit! This way, traveler!” *grabs my hand*

Me: *looking at him through romance filter* “I’m so in love with you right now…”

Cyno: “What was that? Never mind. Let’s just go!”

Me: “….I’m so gonna marry this man.”

Thoma’s Birthday:

Me: “Psssst. Thoma! Hey!”

Thoma: “Oh! Traveler! I didn’t see you there! What brings you to the Kamisato estate?”

Me: “I’m here to meet with Ayaka and Ayato to talk about something important.”

Thoma: “Oh, I see! Here, let me bring you to them.”

Ayaka: “So, traveler, what is it that you wanted to talk about?”

Me: “With your permission, I’d like to kidnap Thoma for a week or two.”

Thoma: “Huhhhh????”

Paimon: “What the— Traveler?? That’s not how we agreed to word it!”

Ayaka: “Kidnap him? What ever do you mean by that?”

Me: “Ok, just uhhh let me borrow him for a while! I swear I’m not doing anything suspicious!”

Ayato: “Then what are you planning? Depending on your answer, we might agree.”

Thoma: “H-Hold on, my lord and lady! Don’t I get a say in this?”

Me: *patting him on the shoulder* “Whelp. I didn’t want to ruin the surprise, but I guess I have no choice. I heard that Thoma’s birthday was coming up so I wanted to bring Thoma back to Mondstadt for a week or so.”

Thoma: “W-What? Mondstadt? You mean—“

Ayaka: “I don’t have any objections to that. I believe Thoma more than deserves a well-needed vacation. What about you, brother?”

Ayato: “None whatsoever. That is, as long as it’s what Thoma wishes.”

Thoma: *on the verge of tears* “Guys…”

Me: “So what do ya say, Thoma? Do you wanna visit your old hometown with me?”

Thoma: “*sniff* I’d love that. Thank you all.”

(A bit sappy and ooc with this one ngl. Whenever I go back to Mondstadt, I like to use Thoma so that he can finally return to his homeland. I had him run around the city on his birthday, enjoying the sights and such. I just want him to be happy.)

Barbara’s Stalker:

Albert: “Barbara-sama! Barbara-sama, where are you?”

Me: *whispering* “We’re all the way out in the middle of buttfuck nowhere, Paimon. I could just hide the body and no one will ever know…”

Paimon: “What the heck, traveler?? You want to murder Albert??”

Me: “Dude. This guy’s a creepy ass stalker! I won’t kill him, but maybe I could just rough him up a bit! Teach him a lesson!”

Paimon: “Paimon doesn’t know, traveler. Paimon thinks that Barbara wouldn’t be ok with that, even if he makes her uncomfortable.”

Me: “…unless I make it look like an accident? I mean, Andrius is right there! We can just—“

Paimon: “Enough of the plotting! Let’s just lead him away from Barbara!”

Me: “Tch. You’re no fun…”

Alhaitham Wanter, but not an Alhaitham Haver:

Paimon: “Ughhh!! It’s so hot out here! Remind Paimon again why we’re out in the middle of the desert?”

Me: “Alhaitham said…that he’d go on…ugh…a date with me if I get him enough sand grease pupas or whatever…”

Paimon: “Huh?? Seriously?? You’re doing all of this for a date?? Paimon will never understand you!”

Me: “The things I do for love…that gorgeous muscle nerd will be mine!”

Paimon: “Yeah, yeah. Keep telling yourself that, traveler.”

Me: “Hey, look! I see a bunch of those pupas!”

Paimon: “Wait a second, traveler. Do you see that too, or is Paimon hallucinating from the heat?”

Me: “See what—“ *gets attack by wenut* “AHHHHHHH WHAT THE FU—“

Paimon: “GAHHHH TRAVELER NOOO!!”

(Yeahhhhh I lost the 50/50 yet again. This time, to Mona, so at least I got a new five star. This is the fourth time in a row I lost the 50/50 and I’m absolutely malding. This game has ruined my life 🙃 UPDATE: I got him, bitchessss 😭)

Meeting Dvorak:

Dvorak: “It’s very nice to meet you! My name is Dvorak. I’m a musician from Fontaine.”

Me: “….”

Paimon: “Hm? What’s with that look, traveler?”

Me: “….I swear to Zhongli’s divine ass if you’re actually Dottore, I’m gonna lose my fucking shit.”

Paimon: “Huhhhh?? The Doctor?? What makes you say that??”

Me: “Listen. He’s some dude from Fontaine. We know what happened the last time someone said they were from Fontaine (Ahem fuckin’ MC Escher). I’m not sayin’ he’s Dottore, but if he’s actually Dottore in disguise, I’m gonna go absolutely feral.”

Paimon: “Whatever you say, traveler.”

*narrows eyes at Dvorak*

Me: “I’m watching you…”

(He most definitely wasn’t Dottore but it’d be really fucked up if he actually was. The fact that he can have disguises is making me paranoid.)

Pretending to Drown Gone Wrong:

Paimon: “What if you swim to the middle of the lake and pretend to drown so an adeptus will come save you?”

Me: “Uhhhh I guess so? If there’s nothing else we can try…”

*swims to the middle of the lake*

Me: “Help uh…someone help?”

Paimon: “Traveler! You have to sound more genuine or else they won’t believe you!”

Me: “Ugh. This is stupid! No one’s gonna—“ *starts actually cramping up*

Me: “Oh fuck— help! Someone help!! I’m cramping up! I’m gonna fucking– drown!”

Paimon: “There we go! You actually sound like someone in trouble!”

Me: *fighting for my life before legitimately drowning*

Xiao: “Traveler? Are you alright?”

Me: “*gasping for air* Holy…fucking…shit! Xiao! Oh my god, you saved me! I thought I was gonna die!!” *hugging xiao and kissing his cheek*

Xiao: “T-Traveler?? Enough of this behavior! Unhand me this instant!”

Cloud Retainer Edibles:

Cloud Retainer: “Hmmm. The edibles she brought this time were indeed quite delectable.”

Me: “Yo, you got edibles?? Let me have one! This year’s Lantern Rite is gonna be lit!!”

Cloud Retainer: “One does not understand what you mean by ‘lit’.”

Paimon: “Just ignore them, illuminated bird. Knowing the traveler, it’s not good.”

Me: “I wonder if I have any leftover Naku Weed lying around…”

Fighting Setekh Wenut:

Me: “I know that’s not how you pronounce it, but all I see is ‘we nut’. How am I supposed to take this boss seriously?”

Alhaitham: “*sigh* Traveler, you shouldn’t underestimate a wenut. They are crafty creatures, especially the one we are about to face.”

Me: “I know, I know. Let’s just get this over with.”

*the ground starts shaking*

Me: “Huh? What’s that sound?”

Alhaitham: “Steel yourself, traveler.” *Holds up sword*

Me: “Huh??”

*Wenut boss bursts out of the sand*

Me: “OH SHIT—“ *gets launched to the side*

Alhaitham: *shaking his head* “I told you, didn’t I?”

Alhaitham’s Birthday:

Me: *After reading, Alhaitham’s letter* “Wait a second. Paimon, do you even know how to read??”

Paimon: “Huhhh?? Of course Paimon knows how to read!”

Me: “But I’ve never seen you pick up a book once!”

Paimon: “Paimon can say the same about you! Paimon has only ever seen you ask other people to read for you!”

Me: “….”

Paimon: “Wait. Traveler, you do know how to read, can’t you?”

Me: “I can read! Not well, but I can read! It just hurts my tiny little peanut brain and I can’t comprehend the words!”

Paimon: “Huh. Maybe we should get Alhaitham to help teach you how to read.”

Me: “I SAID I CAN READ, DAMNIT!!”

*still goes to Alhaitham for an excuse to see him*

(I hate reading, except fanfics :p)

Beetle Battles:

Me: “Alright. Who’s ready to rock the shit of some kids?” *cracking knuckles*

Paimon: “Traveler, you seem way too into this than you should…”

Me: “Oh Paimon. Don’t you know? Beating up brats like these are an ego boost.” (I’m joking I swear I’m not a bad person ;-;)

Paimon: “Paimon thinks you need to talk to someone about that…”

Me: “Whatever! Anyways, bring out the next opponent! I’ll kick their asses!”

*The next opponent is an adult*

Me: “What the hell?? Why is this dude playing with kids?? Don’t you have anything better to do??”

Paimon: “Aren’t you in the same boat, Traveler? Weren’t you saying a few moments ago that it was an ego boost?”

Me: “….moving on.”

Tsurumi Thunderbird:

Ryuu: “I can’t wait to see Kapatcir again after so long. I wonder if they’ll remember me.”

Me: *After murdering that bird a hot minute ago* “Haha…yeah…I’m sure they will…”

(lol realizing that I killed Ryuu’s friend way before the quest made my jaw drop. I felt so bad.)

A/N

I’m backkkk! I wrote these a hot minute ago (if you can tell by the ones from past events). Also, I’ve been playing for a little over a year now, so idk if I count as a noob anymore (but I’ll keep the title for the sake of consistency). Anyways, I will keep posting these cuz I have a lot of fun looking back at them after playing for so long! Until next time!

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin x you #sagau fluff #sagau #genshin impact sagau #genshin alhaitham #genshin isekai #isekai

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