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Can we all agree that Cyno would be an absolute menace if the creator liked his jokes?

Like, he just casually blurts out a bad joke while he's in the temple of the creator. The other acolytes are looking at him with glares of disappointment, and someone is about to tell him off...

...when they hear a quiet laugh.

Everyone turns, and there is the creator, hand over their mouth to muffle their giggles. They are looking right at Cyno, making it quite clear that it was his joke that made him laugh.

Cyno's expression doesn't change, but everyone can see his eyes glittering.

From then on, no one can escape his lame jokes. Everyone is jealous of Al Haitham's soundproof ear pieces. Cyno will Not. Shut. Up.

And there sits the creator, giggling away as Cyno tells joke after awful joke. At least they are having fun...

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Lowkey thinking about. You know how when you finally get the character you've been saving up for, you start freaking out? Cheering, celebrating, stuff like that? Imagine the characters being able to hear you and being so damn happy they brought you such joy. -sibling anon

collision course

word count: ~500

-> warnings: minor spoilers for xiao lore, wink and a nod to neuvilette lore, minor spoilers for freminet lore, potentially ooc lyney(?)

-> gn reader (you/yours) and freminet, neuvillette, lyney, and xiao, in that order

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freminet is tempted to reach for his diving helmet when he hears your cheers, wanting to hide from the blush that threatens to break out and the sudden wave of panic. had he kept you waiting? what if he didn’t meet your expectations? he wasn’t all that familiar with combat, less so on dry land… all of this flashed through his head at lightning speed, but he did his best to put it aside. he held pers against his chest, letting himself smile the longer your celebrations go on. just wait until lyney and lynette hear about this…

lyney is proud. it’s like the high he gets after a show well done, but instead of the deafening cheers of the audience, its the happy celebration of one. he knows you can’t see him—not entirely, anyway, your device blurring his features—so he doesn’t keep himself from smiling. his eyes close to block out everything else but you, welcoming the divinity in the air as it begins to seep into his skin. he’d been looking forward to this moment ever since he got his vision, even going so far as to plan out how he’d tell his siblings. he’d stop by the market for fresh fish—or maybe pick up a treat from Café Lucerne, or maybe both. today was a day of great celebration, and he was glad you were as happy as him.

neuvillette is surprised at first. on one hand, of course he’d return to you, and he didn’t like that doubt about that was ever present in your mind. when he’d received his constellation, he’d made a promise to both himself and you that he’d do his very best to answer the stars when—if, he reminded himself—you came looking for him. on the other… it was beautiful to hear your joy. your laughter echoed around him, and he committed every part of your celebration to memory. you were thanking him, funnily enough.. perhaps when you descended, he’d have the chance to thank you properly? for now, though, the best he could do was keep the skies of fontaine clear. whatever you wanted, you would have, and if you wanted him, then who was he to deny you?

xiao has very little visible reaction, not that you’d see it anyway what with the screen between your world and his. internally, he does worry for a moment about your happiness—had he missed you before? it felt excessive, to be so excited over him… should you call, he would always be there in an instant. it was even written into his contract with morax that he would defer his duties to liyue if you needed him. every part of him was an extension of your will, right down to the nature of his work; he worked day and night to protect his section of your world, keeping watch for any who tried to disturb it. if he had it his way, you wouldn’t have to use any more than one star for him to come, but your link to teyvat was a tentative one. he’d have to repay you for the trouble later.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BEAUTIFUL SON !!

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A/N: This is like the backstory of both AUs I'm writing, minus the Dainsleif love from hundreds of years ago in "Last Champion" and the one with the regular SAGAU.

And yes, this is me begging for some SAGAU, Creator!Reader ideas/requests alonsgide with Dainsleif and Baizhu, or any other characters

Okay so, in both of the Creator!Reader AU's I'm writing, reader favoures Khaenri'ah more but never outly says it in fear of a War or the Archons not taking it well. They are the "pride and joy" of Them, (the people worships Them, and yes they are godless in a way but they devoted themselves to the Creator so who is mightier? Mondstadt? Natlan?) and when not even the Archons or the Four Shade knew of the Creator's face, They were sitting with Dain eating peacefully or playing with the children of Khaenri'ah as They let the younger ones play in wonder with Their powers, the makeshift toys and park with Their golden powers, with Their starry hair and braid it as they liked.

It wasn't a norm, nor was it forbidden to be touchy with their Creator since They insisted on it. Every day, the Creator would come and watch them, or up on the throne, as they accomplished more and more each day.

And in the meantime, They also understood their ambitions and love for the nature of life. They had become much more humane, understanding of feelings and why they did what they did and why they reacted in certain ways.

The first time They felt pain was one that gave Dain nightmares-

But the day They felt love was... even more chaotic and also wholesome.

Platonic love when a mother rushed to her child when the kid fell and romantic öne when They... saw a couple kissing.

"Dain, what's that?" You pointed softly with a confused tilt of your head and Dain had to refrain from smiling softly at you.

He had a reputation to uphold, even if it included his God.

"Hmm? Oh, a couple, Your Grace." He stated obviously, watching you hum for a second before your starry eyes found his blue, star-shaped one and caught it in a soft and intense way. You held his hand thightly in yours, your heart beating loudly inside the mortal cages of this body as a foreign feeling coursed through you... Unknown to the way Dain's heart as well beated harshly under his own as a blush rose to his pale cheeks.

"And what are they doing?"

"They are kissing... It's what people who love each other do." He said breathlessly and stared at your lips. That was wrong, but you were just so kind... so understanding and loving.

And all the time you two spent together made hım slowly fall for you, all the time he watched you force someone in the palace to have a walk with you or play pranks while trying to stiffle his own chuckles captured his heart.

"So... does that mean we can do that too?"

*shocked Pikachu Dain as he tried to explain that you can't do that with everyone but your lover*

But, no one could deny the fact that their captain was so obviously in love with Them. So captivated and enchanted by them that it really touched their heart whenever they saw him carrying You between his arms with a lovesick smile as you laughed serenely, lighting their souls and heart up, while pointing to somewhere that caught your attention.

There were some that preferred you to show the same affection to the Royal family, but most were pleased and happy that it was someone they relied on. So much so that there were many festivals on both of your names, though you two sneaked away and under a white canopy...

Had your first kiss ever, with a promise ring soon gifted to each other that represented eternity with your pure love.

You foolishly believed everything would be better, no one would suspect anything and you would get to court him peacefully. You didn't slack on your job, and Dain understood that. Of course he did! He was glad and happy that he had the eternal love of the Creator after all, and the times you two spent time together in either his or your bed, talking idly with him tracing shapes on your back and you listening to his heart as you laid on his chest, creating even more memories to look back to, the lights of the City reflecting on your bodies as your love for the man warmed him in a protective cacoon...

It was true heaven for both you, Teyvat and Khaenri'ah.

But nothing good lasts forever, not when you forgot one trivial thing

Celestia knows tho, all the times you ascended down It watched you with jealousy and hatred as all your affection was poured on them and this Dainsleif. It was your first creation, It was there before Teyvat, that Dainsleif was there. It was who you loved the most once...First the Archons, and now Khaenri'ah took you away from Them.

And if They had to get rid of them, and all the people that took you away... So be it.

And shit goes down to when the Cataclysm happens and as the Creator, who also had to fight Celestia so that your children would be safe, at one last attempt at defending and protecting Khaenri'ah who had become more like an actual home that people you should have never cared for in the beginning, you give away your powers so that they would be saved from the evil clutches of Celestia and live.

(Even though it wasn't enough to prevent the "immortality curse" and "eroison".)

But! That also means that Celestia would be able to easily overpower Them and torn the Creator!Reader apart, to make Them even more weaker to chain them forever with them, or maybe away from Teyvat to where they could watch Them forever.

And Dain, as your beloved, is obviously angry. Angry at everything, at the curse on him that slowly ate his memories with you away, his humanity away but then... Then he remembers, he remembers the time you worriedly told him that Celestia had been acting strange, like what they called "a spoiled child".

But you never even for once thought about the possibility of your first creation to betray you like that, even when he talked about his concerns about your safety, to be more cautious.

"They are my first ever, we have been side by side for so long, They would never do that!"

And now, you were forced to watch as they... everyone screamed in pain and agony, begging for help and loosing their minds, and their lives... Dain becoming the shell of the man he once was as he became a nomad... Ei loosing Makoto, Morax loosing his friends and Guizhong, Barbatos loosing that batd friend of him that thought him of Freedom, Buer giving herself away...

But none of them, not even for once blaming you.

But, if there was one thing Celestia didn't think about... It was the fact that you would never leave your people alone to die, to perish.

And as you waited in the shadows, in a deep slumber, until your time came, you silently made your plans.

For now... You let Celestia believe that They were victorious.

For now... They wouldn't face the true wrath of the Creator, as they too, changed.

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× what a kind god, what a cruel god

× info [ sagau & imposter au + zhongli ] × warnings [ blood [ mentioned ], angst ] × word count [ 0.5k ]

You are a kind God - with hands that heal instead of hurt. Words that forgive, instead of rightfully insult. The stories do little justice to the breadth of your gentleness, extending your love to the slimes that coalesce at your feet, eager to know the touch of the Divine. The birds that sing with the wind your praises from upon your shoulder.

But to him, your kindness is so very cruel.

They do not deserve it. He does not deserve it.

Your forgiveness should be a blessing after all they have done, but it feels like swallowing acid instead. It makes him feel sick and lightheaded, throat constricting until he struggles to breath against the weight of his sins, heavy upon his chest.

He wonders if your hatred would be easier. Even apathy, he thinks, would be preferable to the way your screams intermingle with the softness in your voice as you cradle his face between his hands within his dreams. Even in the waking world, your every word is shadowed by broken pleas, drowned in golden ichor as it rises up your throat, silencing your screams - it haunts him, and he cannot handle seeing the way you look at him in concern. He does not deserve it.

Try as he might, he cannot forgive himself. He does not think he ever can - not when he wakes to the feeling of blood on his hands, his tongue, filling his lungs until all he tastes and smells is blood.

If you had been a little less kind, he thinks he would find comfort in your cruelty.

Your anger would be a mercy.

But you are not. You are..kind. Gentle. So many things he once praised on bruised knees at an altar that towered far above him, drowned in gold and silks, every word he speaks a prayer to the most Divine. And he cannot bear the weight of knowing that he could have destroyed that part of you - he cannot bear knowing that he didn't, and you look upon the man who wore your blood like a second skin with a kindness that burns him like a hot iron.

He did not deserve such a loving God.

"..Zhongli?"

He pauses in his internal struggle, hands shaking on his lap. He clenches them into fists, blunt nails digging into his palms until they stop - yet you look at him with furrowed brows, concern gleaming in your eyes, and he feels sick all over again. But for you, he would do anything. Even if it meant pretending he did not feel like a monster in a mortals skin when you smiled at him like he was worth anything.

"Yes, Divine One?"

He chokes down the phantom taste of iron upon his tongue, forcing himself to smile to soothe the worries that crease your brow.

"You said you'd take me to the Chasm today."

He feels..relieved as the worry melts away from your features. It is the very least he can offer - he shall take upon your burdens, your worries, so that you may look upon Teyvat with love, and not fear. He will carry the sins of the many, so that you may look upon the nations with pride, and not horror.

It is all he can do, to ease the way his chest aches when you smile at him, hand tugging at his sleeve and forcing himself unsteadily to his feet.

He does not deserve you - but for today, he can pretend. Just a little while longer.

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sahsrau where the characters keep repeating their idling voice lines because they’re annoyed that you’re giving something else your attention. i mean, they’re right here - did you forget about them?? surely not, they’ve heard the way you talk about them (your faves trying to ignore the way their heart flutters at your praise) - so what is it that’s taking you away from them? they’re definitely not jealous, of course not! but… if you notice your cursor drifting back to the game, please dont be mad at them; after all, it’s only natural for them to want to spend as much as time with you possible!

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Archons Reacting To Their Creator Singing

Hello, peeps! This is my first SAGAU post! :)

Author's Note: The Creator is singing this song specifically (or any of The Crane Wives' songs, honestly). It's such a good song.

Also, I had a few headcanons of mine thrown here and there. You can figure them out as you go and feel free to take inspiration! :D

Author's Note 2 (8/26/23): I'll be adding Furina soon!

Content Warning(s): None

Other Notes: Default SAGAU / GN!Reader / Drabbles - Different Scenarios / 1.5k+ Words / Ao3 Link

[ Venti ]

" This house says my name like an elegy

Oh my, oh my

Echoing where my ghosts all used to be

Oh my, oh my "

After a long day entertaining your followers and finally alone, the Traveler takes you to Windrise for you to rest and bid farewell as they used the Statue of the Seven to teleport somewhere. You remember they prefer working on commissions late at night, but you worry they aren’t getting proper sleep.

You sigh, tiredness caught up to your body, but your mind is wide-awake. A crystal fly perches on your shoulder, basking in your presence. Its glow never ceases to amaze you; you can feel your eyes twinkling as you gently caress it with your fingertip.

A distant tune chimes in your mind - like the gentle light of the moon and the soft earthy smell of the ground. You hum the song's intro quietly; the crystal fly takes flight to join its kin, circling you from the air with their slow elegance. 

You start singing, your peripheral missing a certain bard stopping in his tracks when he hears your voice and hides in plain sight. The grass sways beneath your feet, and the fireflies glow brighter as you gain the confidence to sing a little louder. He floats by and rests his feet on one of the tree’s branches, adoring the sight below him.

As a bard, Barbatos wants to play along but doesn't want to interrupt you; that would be impolite of him. He pays attention to the lyrics you’re singing and makes sure to ingrain them in his mind and inspire him to make another tune similar to yours. He knows it doesn’t match your divine, but he will try to please you with his hymns. The God of Wind can see you smile while singing to yourself, and your surroundings dance in delight, making his heart skip a beat.

Due to his starstruck mind, he didn’t realize that you had finished singing, and you glanced up to see the crystal flies; your eyes met his. You suddenly feel conscious, heat rising on your cheeks. He drops from his hiding spot, kneeling on one knee when he lands.

“Your Grace,” He looks up at you, slight regret upon his emerald eyes, “I apologize-”

You’re honestly tired of your followers apologizing to you for every little thing they do.

“It’s not a big deal, Venti.” You say so casually, your tone firm yet smooth as silk, “As I said before, treat me like any other normal Teyvatians. Or like a fellow Archon.”

He is quiet for a while as he contemplates, which is highly unusual for him. You mentally take a note before he stands up, manifesting his lyre, and smiles at you.

“Well then,” He says, his fingers plucking the strings, “Can you teach the song of yours to a poor ol’ bard like me, Y/N?”

You can’t help but grin when he says your name. “With pleasure.”

[ Zhongli ]

“ All my aching bones are trembling

And I may yet fall apart

Won't you stay with me, my darling

When the war starts in my heart? “

It is a hot afternoon when you visit Nantianmen, with Zhongli accompanying you since he knows his region at the back of his hand. He built it from the ground to impress you and continuously fight off threats to prepare for your arrival.

But he never thought you would arrive after his "death", yet he welcomed you when you sought him out at the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. You agreed to have a contract with him that states that you will never expose his true identity as Morax. After all, you know his lore and backstory, so you stir clear from Adepti territories as much as possible despite the condition not written on the contract.

His gaze never leaves you as you hum and randomly point to something unfamiliar to you; he willingly give you its story and you listen to him intently. As he finishes, you stand before the area where Azhdaha was imprisoned.

You sing your tune while brushing your hands against the flowers, blossoming under your touch. His golden eyes widen, turning to you as your surroundings comes to life. The leaves sway to your melody; the sunlight emits a glow that Zhongli himself cannot explain. The birds chirp along, and the rustle of the grass compliments your melodies.

The song's lyrics are breathtaking enough, and your voice is divine to his ears. He is more than happy to have you sing in his presence.

He realizes he is holding his breath after you’re done singing; you turn to him and smile bashfully.

“I hope you liked it.” You say, “And I may have messed up the lyrics a little.”

“I enjoyed it, Your Grace.” He says to you, pleased, “And, I assure you, I will not mind if you explain the ly-”

“Oh boy, I’m really glad you ask, Zhongli!” You beamed. “You have no idea how much I want to discuss the lyrics with someone!”

He blinks in surprise, his pursed lips melting into a genuine smile. “Let’s hear it.”

[ Ei ]

“ Every word I say is kindling

But the smoke clears when you're around

Won't you stay with me, my darling

When my walls start burning down, down, down “

Beelzebul is built for fighting. You know that.

But, as a Creator, you are bold enough to ask her if she can sing, and she turns to you with a dumbfounded look. You didn’t mind if she didn’t answer your inquiry, but she insisted anyways. Of course, she can, but some of her notes are off-tune. Regardless, you’re impressed that the Electro Archon herself can sing and that's enough information for you.

Ei didn’t tell you how embarrassed she was when she tried to sing in front of your divine presence. She accidentally says this to Yae Miko, and the latter will obviously never going to live it down. 

Weeks later, you are invited to a gathering where you need to entertain people and can’t deny the request since you are this world's Creator. You are looking for someone to get comfortable with singing the tune in your head. You do not feel as safe with any of your followers except with Ei but she already has a nation to deal with, and you don’t need to disturb her from her endeavors. 

Even without speaking, Yae takes notice of your behavior and notifies Ei as soon as possible. Knowing that sly Youkai, you had no choice but to rehearse in front of the Archon since you would rather hide behind Ei while she deals with a Thunderhelm Lawachurl than Yae shooting you cunning looks and teasing you despite you are her Creator.

You temporarily borrowed the Traveler’s Serenitea pot; they don’t mind since they are taking bounties and finishing their remaining commissions. There’s a kitchen inside the teapot, so you had prepared her favorite dessert as a token of thanks for her presence. She says there’s no need for you to be so polite since you are her Creator but you insist that you appreciate her having her schedule cleared just to see you sing.

You take a deep breath, calming yourself before starting to sing. Ei’s eyes widen when she hears you sing, stopping her from eating the dessert she’s holding. The sky above you delightful showers you with its light, and your hair glistens radiantly. The water from the nearby waterfall matches your tune, and a gentle breeze hugs your body.

She just stares in awe after you’re done singing.

“Uh, how was it?” You ask her awkwardly, her gaze unchanging. Her purple eyes remain on you as if she is studying your stance.

She gains back composure a second later after registering your question and clears her throat, “It’s impressive, Your Grace. And I wouldn’t mind if you could sing for eternity.”

You freeze at that thought as she chuckles at your reaction.

[ Nahida ]

“ This tired old machine is a-rumbling

Oh my, oh my

Singing songs to the secrets behind my eye

Oh my, oh my “

Nahida is a gentle and intelligent god by nature.

Meanwhile, you are already an intense person in your world to protect the weak. As a Creator of this world, you want the Sages to pay like any other sane person and punish them accordingly and mercilessly. They will face your wrath like any other enemies who dared to lay a finger on your favored acolytes.

But she begs you not to, and you have no choice but to comply with her wishes. She’s the God of Wisdom… and an adorable one that you can't resist her pleading emerald eyes. Despite your rough facade, Buer sees through you and appreciates you - as her Creator - wanting to protect her. You huff and glance away, saying she deserves more than being treated like nothing for hundreds of years.

You wonder how such a god can be kindhearted; you even acknowledge quietly that there’s not even a bad bone in Nahida. You trade your knowledge with her about your world, and she trades off the knowledge she learned from the Irmunsul and Dottore. She does this in order to distract you from your violent tendencies - you will give a piece of your mind to whoever bad mouths her and your followers.

One day, she accompanies and leads you to a place where small creatures live to ease your mind from harming the Sages. They call themselves the Aranara, and they are… tiny. Tiny and cute creatures, you thought to yourself. You notice they speak in such an odd manner, but you don’t mind.

One Aranara requested if you could sing for them, and you blinked rapidly at the sudden request. What kind of question is that? You look confused and turn to the Dendro Archon, who encourages you to answer. You sigh before saying that you can, but you warn that they should not expect your voice to be pretty and all.

The Aranara in front of you tilts their head and gives it a little scratch with its tiny hand; they said they haven’t even heard of your voice. You finally cave in and straighten your back to sing the first song that comes to your mind.

The forest around you lights up as if cheering and basking under your divinity. The Aranara around you follows your tune, and they are good at picking up the notes even when they aren’t familiar with the song you’re singing. 

Nahida watches you out of curiosity, and admiration, relieved when you finally let loose, and she grins when she sees you smiling. She claps along when you hit the second chorus of your song, humming along with the tunes she’s familiar with.

When you’re done singing, the Aranara folk cheers. One floats above you to put a flower crown on your head. You feel slightly embarrassed with all the attention you’re getting and you see Nahida clapping her hands in delight.

“That was delightful, Your Grace.” She says, coming down from her projected swing.

“It’s nothing, really.” You lied but, surely, she had already seen through you.

Nahida chuckles and hands you her signature dessert, “Have a snack! I’m pretty sure you’re hungry from all that singing.”

You let out a small, amused laugh, “...Thank you.”

Damn it, you’ve grown a soft spot for this gentle god. 

And both of you know that you wouldn’t stop protecting her when the time comes, no matter the cost.

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looking for your favorites (Thoma, Xiao, Zhongli)

note: I'm obsessed with the idea of just genuinely wanting to meet unlikely characters in Genshin as a divine creator because like:

Imagine Ayaka and Ayato preparing to head to Tenshukaku to welcome your visit in Inazuma.

They try to push Thoma to come along with them but he refuses because after all, "It's quite a high profile gathering. I'm just a housekeeper, I shouldn't take advantage of your status like that just because we're friends," so they leave without him.

They arrive in Tenshukaku and you exchange greetings and it's amazing to meet each other but you find something amiss and ask, "Did Thoma not come along?"

And they're confused because why would you, the divine monarch of all things, ask for their housekeeper? Sure he's amazing at his job and a well-liked person but?? And they explain to you how he chose not to join because of his status and you think "What nonsense! But it definitely sounds just like him."

So you decided to join the siblings back to the Kamisato estate after the party and you arrive and the servants are immediately like "What could bring their divine holiness to the estate? Did our young master and lady win their affection?" but you're there for the housekeeper like "Thoma! Where are youuu-"

Thoma's a little bit shocked you'd know him and actively seek him out and he's trying his best to watch his etiquette as the four of you (Kamisato siblings included) sat around for some tea but he quickly comes to realize how you're a pretty genuine and casual person yourself. He even finds out that you know quite a few housekeeping tricks yourself!

Then word spreads that you often visit the Kamisato estate to meet a simple housekeeper.

Alternatively, I think Xiao would continue to view himself as a weapon and guard. He doesn't deserve to meet you, but he'll actively protect you from afar.

So it's a little bit surprising to know that the minute your entourage stops by the Wangshu Inn, you quickly run up the flights of stairs (elevator long forgotten). He's peeking from the highest point, wondering what's gotten you in such a rush, perhaps you want to see the lobby? No, you skipped that. Are you heading for your room? No, you ran past it as well.

It's only when he realizes that you're heading for the topmost point did he allow himself to wonder if you're there to meet him.

Arriving at the final step, you quickly yell out "Xiao!" (perhaps you could've said it way before running up the stairs but hey, a meeting with Xiao with this gorgeous view? YES PLS!!)

He doesn't even need to teleport because he's literally in front of you staring in wonder and shock. Did you run up the flight of stairs just for that??

Bonus points if you squeal, "I finally get to meet you!!"

Poor Xiao, he wouldn't quite understand why you're so excited to meet him.

Alternatively, imagine approaching the Wangshu Inn and you're being fussy because "Is there anywhere I can get almond tofu? We don't have any," and your entourage asks you why and you look at them like it's obvious.

"Xiao won't show up unless you have almond tofu to offer! So I really need to get some," and Xiao is just watching from afar dumbfounded because of course he'd show up for you, regardless of almond tofu. What made you think the divine creator needed to have an offering for a yaksha?

And there's Zhongli who has resigned himself to live as a mortal. If he were still Rex Lapis then perhaps he could've welcomed you to Liyue instead of the Qixing.

But instead he has to settle with being part of the crowd as Ningguang and Keqing sits with you from a platform. There's a welcome festival similar to the Lantern rite, public performances littering the street.

There's a grand fireworks display just for you and Zhongli can't help but peek at you from your VIP viewing area. You're looking a little lost though, your eyes skimming the crowd. You're trying your best to focus but- wait why are you looking at him?

And your face lights up and you whisper something to Ningguang. She looks at you with an unsure expression as you excuse yourself, heading to the back.

Minutes later there's a cloaked person tugging on his sleeve. He turns around and nearly has a heart attack because wth are you there?? in the middle of the crowd???

"I wanted to see you, Zhongli! I knew you'd come for the fireworks!"

Actually he came to catch a glimpse of you but oh archons, you actually recognize him? Of course you do as his god but he's not an archon anymore, he'd resigned himself to live as a human, yet that still deserved your attention?

"I know a great viewing place away from the crowd, do you want to come with me?" You ask excitedly and he can't help but nod. The idea that you left your VIP seating to take him away for a better view made him melt.

A few special mentions great for this trope would be Razor, Aloy, Bennett, and all the kids!

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Now You Are

kaeya, albedo, xiao, yae miko, thoma x gn!reader

includes : sagau (post villain!au), god!reader

cw : religious themes, cult themes, mostly just fluff so you should all be good to go

sypnosis : "now you are". you tell your beloved acolytes and now, favorite of them all as they ask you if you still liked the archons. sequel/continuation/parallel (it can be viewed as whichever) to "used to be"

wc : 1.7k

notes : i just wanted to give some charas some love :( i hope i did justice to kaeya's chara btw! this would officially be my first piece for him, hehe.

KAEYA

“Your Grace.”

“Hm?” Kaeya cannot bring himself to ask the question. He remembers well how before you arrived in Teyvat how frequently you used the archons as your vessels. How many countless times has he heard word that once again you have done something miraculous while guiding them?

Warmth that graced he only hoped to be graced with.

“It’s alright Kaeya, you can tell me.” With a quiet sigh and a smile to try and convince himself that he should tell you, he asks it.

“Do you still favor the archons?” A heavy air settles between the both of you and for a moment, Kaeya decides that he shouldn’t have asked in the first place. Not especially when the archons themselves were the ones to lead the hunt for you, deeming you an imposter of their god. He must have brought up bad memories. He really should keep his mouth shut as everyone tells him to.

“No. Admittedly I’m pretty sure you know I favored them, but I can’t say the same now.” Kaeya almost breathes out a sigh of relief. Good to know that the archons won’t be getting some special treatment even after all that.

“I see. I’m sorry for bringing it up, Your Grace.”

“No, it’s fine, I don’t mind anymore. I favor you now, Kaeya.” Is that…a flush? On Captain Kaeya’s cheeks? You voice out your amusement at the Captain Kaeya of all people getting flustered by being told that they’re someone’s favorite.

Well you weren’t just anyone, you’re their creator! So go ahead, if it keeps you happy, Kaeya will always be glad to listen to you tell him that he’s your favorite!

ALBEDO

Albedo’s merely painting out in the open fields of Mondstadt when you decide to blurt out that he’s your favorite.

“I’m sorry, Your Grace?” Albedo turns to you sitting in the grass on a picnic blanket with assorted teas and pastries strewn on it, courtesy of Noelle.

“I said what I said Albedo!” Albedo is at a loss of words as you grin up at him while eating a chocolate truffle. For a while, you two maintain a stare and Albedo feels himself getting flustered the longer you continue to give him such a pure and genuine smile.

It seems you weren’t joking by the looks of it. So Allbedo hesitantly breaks from your gaze and returns to his painting of the meadow.

“I thought you would have favored the Archons, Your Grace.”

“Hm..I mean I used to, but now you’re the one I favor!” You said it with such glee and open-ness, Albedo’s wondering how you’re so courageous to tell him such a thing.

Well you are his deity. He should expect extraordinary things from you.

The courage to tell one of your acolytes that you favored them certainly was extraordinary, in his opinion.

He chuckles and accepts the compliment, finally much more at ease to continue painting. You favored him. That’s all there is to it. Perhaps he can paint you after this, because the feeling’s mutual, and he favors you too.

He’d always favor you above everyone else, and he’d make sure that he treated you well. Anything if it made you happy and helped you heal from the dreadful mistake everyone had made by marking you an imposter when you first arrived in Teyvat.

XIAO

Xiao comes back from his nightly patrols and finds you still awake, there in the lobby of Wangshu Inn, playing chess with Childe who looks like he’s losing. Almost immediately as his footfalls are heard through the room, you jump up from your seat to greet him.

Why were you still up late? He’d at least thought Zhongli would’ve advised you to take a rest but here you are right infront of him, and even playing chess with Childe.

“Your Grace, you should go to sleep.” He chides softly, not daring to look you in the eye and looking instead at the chess board set on the table.

“I was waiting for you to come back. Wanted to sleep with you tonight.” He still doesn’t look up to meet your gaze because he knows that there’s surely a large grin on that pretty face of yours that’ll only serve to make him even more flustered.

No one could really tell what was going to happen when it came to you. You’re in the same dimension as they are, but you clearly lived a different life before you arrived in Teyvat.

“It’s fine if you don’t want to! We can always just hang out with each other sometime else!” XIao immediately shakes his head no. If you wanted to sleep with him, then he’ll sleep with you.

“Aw, you all are leaving me out.” Childe pouts as he plays with his rook, knocking a pawn over.

“Sorry Childe, we can play tomorrow and I promise we’ll do two games, in compensation.” Childe seems to take it as you lead Xiao to your room.

Was it difficult? Having to separate your time and make it fair so that everybody doesn’t feel left out? You didn’t seem to be having trouble. Not especially since you’re literally here just lying down with him.

As you two lie in bed, Xiao feels like he’s not getting a wink of sleep anytime soon and decides to ask, “Why did you want to sleep with me?”. It’s a simple answer, really, but a meaningful one.

“Because I favor you a lot.”

Xiao wants to ask more, but you’re already there, sleeping. Maybe he’ll figure it out by himself some other time. Patrolling at night is tiring.

YAE MIKO

“Yaeee~!”

“Your Grace!” Yae Miko eagerly returns your embrace as you wrap your arms around her figure. It’s all smiles and grins as she herds you into the Narukami Shrine and you both settle down to chat over tea.

It wasn’t uncommon for you to visit Yae Miko. Not especially since after you were recognized as their god properly. Yae has always welcomed you with open arms whenever you came around and is always good company in your opinion.

You two could rattle on about trivial things, interesting things Yae had found while you were away, amusing stories you had yet to tell her about your world, the conversation never really runs dry when Yae could always find something to talk about.

Yae Miko always enjoyed listening to your stories. Despite being a god, you certainly didn’t have the attitude one had. Poised, elegant, refined, and exclusive. You were simply like any other human in Teyvat, and it always was a delightful change of pace from what Yae was always used to.

You stare out into the distance into the vast sea while Yae looks at you in curiosity.

“Is something on your mind, Your Grace?”

“I was just thinking how thankful I am to you, and how much I adore you, ehe.” Yae watches you scratch the back of your neck shyly and laughs.

“What an honor to be adored by the Creator themselves.” She smiles. It’s always so hard to tell if you were a god, if it weren’t for the warm feeling you always emanated. Right now, you looked like a school girl confessing to her long time crush and it was simply adorable.

This was one memory Yae will surely treasure for an eternity. Never change, never change.

THOMA

Thoma’s on his usual cleaning duty at the Kamisato household, and he’s alone as usual. Ayaka is out doing her work, Ayato’s also out doing his work, and he’s here doing his.

Until he realizes he isn’t.

Another broom and set of feet comes into view and he looks up to find you, sweeping the floor too. He flusters and stumbles with the broom in his hand for a bit.

“Your Grace! I didn’t expect you to be here!” You shoot him a smile and laugh softly, reaching out to hold his arm and steady him.

“Ayato and Ayaka invited me for some tea with them, I decided to come early because I wanted to see you!” Thoma regains his composure and stands up straight, continuing his sweeping.

“Thank you for stopping by to see me, Your Grace. You should take a seat, I’ll prepare some tea for you while you wait!” You stop him with a wave of your hand, following his motions and sweeping with him.

“It’s alright, I’ll help you sweep around here instead!” Thoma really wants to protest. You really shouldn’t be stooping so low just to do a housekeeper’s work. You could just sit and take a rest! Surely you’re tired from walking around, right?

“No Thoma, I’m not tired from traveling.” Thoma flushes. Did he speak out loud? Or was he just that predictable?

At the flushed look on the housekeeper’s face as he stands still, you let out another laugh.

“I just figured you’d tell me that, don’t worry.” Thoma releases a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding.

Thoma watches as you sweep the other side of the room he hasn’t gotten to yet and wonders why you’d wanna help do the housework. Perhaps you’re bored? Probably because you’re bored.

He doesn’t know how or why, but seeing you doing housework doesn’t seem the slightest bit out of place. You looked a natural at these types of things, and you certainly didn’t look like you belonged somewhere higher in society.

You simply just looked you, if that could describe the sight properly.

“Your Grace, why are you helping me out?”

“Hm?” You look back at him as if he’d just asked you something confusing. He’s about to repeat his question when you turn away and then voice out your answer.

“It’s because I favor you Thoma. And, you seemed lonely, I thought you’d like some company.” For the nth time, Thoma lost his composed facade and began to blush again.

He must be really lucky. Especially lucky that he has a creator who resonates well with being friendly and hardworking. He figures that it’s only more of a reason to adore you and help you finish what should be his chores.

He can’t tire you out over simple house chores, now could he?

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platonic!sagau seeing you cry behind the screen (freminet, yaoyao, ningguang, neuvillette, lisa)

notes: inspired by me having a rough day and crying while i farmed mats LOL (also neuvillette’s is mostly my own hc for him, sorry if it’s ooc)

freminet:

panic

probably keeps putting his helmet on. it’s not that he doesn’t want to help, it’s just that he doesn’t know how…

tries extra hard in any fights to try to make things a little easier. this, at least, is one way he can help, even if only a little. his damage output is higher, his cds are shorter, he’s powering through any hits he takes - not enough for you to notice anything odd, but enough to speed up any annoying commissions.

(lyney and lynette might be a little upset at him later for pushing himself too hard - though they understand more when he explains. they would do the same for you, after all.)

if he knows you like pers and who doesn’t, he’ll do his idle animation holding the mechanical penguin more often (hopefully you’re not paying too much attention, though, because you might find it odd that he’s wearing his helmet during the pers idle animation…)

yaoyao:

D:

surprisingly, she’s actually not too worried - even if she doesn’t like seeing you sad, she knows you’re strong enough to pull through whatever it is that’s upsetting you.

but just because you can handle it doesn’t mean she can’t help!

any of her voicelines that you think are cute, you’ll suddenly be hearing much more. (although it is a bit odd to hear her talking about the “silly frogs” when it’s not even raining.)

any cooking you do seems to go much better than usual - not only are you getting specialties first try, but you get high quality dishes without even trying.

(you might also find a few extra qingce household dishes in your inventory.)

ningguang:

she already wishes she could whisk you off to liyue. this is not helping.

whenever she sees you sad, she thinks about how well she could take care of you if you were in teyvat; thinks of the gifts she already has prepared, the spare room she keeps unoccupied just so she’s ready for whenever you decide it’s time to descend. seeing you cry just heightens those feelings.

her voice might sound a bit harsher than normal, but it’s not directed to you - rather, to whatever it is that has upset you.

whenever her idle animations play, she tries to summon brighter, sparklier gems than normal, hoping that the sight will lift your spirits, or at least take your mind off your problems.

if you stop at any shops in liyue, the prices might be mysteriously lower than normal. not by enough for you to notice, but enough to save you at least some trouble - the loss of a few thousand mora is nothing to ningguang, if it can help you even a little.

neuvillette:

hydro dragon, hydro dragon, don’t cry!

for some reason, when you’re sad, fontaine is always raining…

neuvillette hates seeing you upset. as someone who has spent much time crying himself, he knows what it’s like to suffer in silence - something he would never want for you. he hopes that being with him, even with a barrier inbetween, makes you feel less alone.

he longs to wipe your tears away, but that’s not an option behind the screen, so he’ll settle for smaller ways to cheer you up.

if you go underwater, you might notice more sea creatures than usual; not attacking you or even interacting with you, but just… hovering around, sharing neuvillette’s desire to brighten your spirits.

neuvillette’s voicelines will also sound quieter; not quite a whisper, but definitely softer than normal. it’s not an extreme difference, but he hopes you find his voice comforting.

lisa:

seeing her cutie sad just breaks her heart!

speaking of cutie, you might notice her tacking the nickname onto the end of voicelines that don’t normally have it.

lisa wishes she could rest your head in her lap and read to you - never has she hated the barrier between you so much!

similar to freminet, lisa puts her all into any fights you bring her to. it doesn’t matter if it’s a slime or the fatui, she’s hitting them with enough lightning to completely fry them, trying to wrap up any fights you need to complete as fast as possible so you can relax.

although she wants to spend as much time with you as she can, she knows that she shouldn’t be selfish, and that often sleep is the best medicine for heartache. for once, she’s not just upset when you leave - she’s also hopeful you’ll come back smiling.

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arrival (sagau venti x reader)

notes: i have a few longer fics im working on very slowly but i started to write smth abt getting isekai’d into genshin while wearing, like, pajamas. and then i just kept writing and ended up here lol

imagine falling asleep at your computer with genshin open. you’d been dead tired, barely keeping your eyes open, but you wanted to at least do your daily commissions before going to bed. when you wake up, though, you find yourself not at your desk, but laying in soft grass.

as you slowly open your eyes, coming face to face with the sunset, you hear soft humming. turning your head, you practically jump to sit up when you see an oddly familiar bard in green lazily strumming a lyre. your sudden movement stills his hand as he turns to look at you.

“your grace, you’re awake!”

frantically looking around, you quickly realize you’re in windrise, near the statue of the seven.

and also that it’s cold.

venti frowns when you shiver. he’d given you his cloak, but it evidently hadn’t been enough the shield you from the oncoming night.

“sorry, your grace. i was hoping you’d wake up before sundown. i didn’t want to overstep by carrying you to town, especially since…”

you follow his gaze to your clothes. he quickly averts his eyes.

“not that there’s anything wrong with how you’re dressed, of course, but it might, ah, draw some unwanted attention.” venti smiles sheepishly. “thought you might want to get your bearings before your grand entrance.

…if you want a grand entrance, that is.” he smiles sadly. when you softly ask what he means, he says; “it’s up to you, of course, but if you reveal yourself as the creator, you probably won’t be getting much free time, y’know?”

he shrugs. “…being worshipped comes with a lot of responsibility. i don’t know why you decided to descend now, but i wanted to make sure you have options.”

of course, you were still too busy reeling from the realization that you were in teyvat to properly respond. venti returned to mindlessly strumming a tune on his lyre - one he’d dedicated to the creator, though he figured it would be better to keep that part to himself, for now. you seemed confused; and even if venti wanted to jump for joy at your arrival, he didn’t want to overwhelm you.

but in the back of your mind, you were glad that venti was the first person you encountered; thankful that he was giving you the freedom to decide on your next move.

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tartaglia, you fucking loser!

Summary: You do love Childe, even if you have a funny way of showing it.

from last year, cross-posted on ao3.

   When the shooting star turned gold after the familiar azure all those months ago, Childe had thought, this is it. This would be his time, where he would reach his full potential, if he hadn't already, and also prove to you just how powerful he could be. You, the only person he would disobey the Tsaritsa for, god or not.

He already had many expectations in mind, many ambitions, a lot to accomplish with you by his side, guiding him. You would praise him for his strength, look at him in awe and decide that he would be your favourite, and your only one.

Now, what seemed like a normal occurrence...

"Tartaglia, you fucking loser!"

He winced at your comment after his Havoc: Obliteration, as he continued to slay the Ruin Defenders. Going against the Ruin enemies was a bit annoying, but Childe loved the challenge. He noticed how you kept switching to Zhongli way earlier before the Geo Archon's elemental skill countdown ended, constantly reapplying the shield and being worried that it would break.

As you switched back to him from Zhongli, he heard a groan coming from you.

"This stupid countdown! You gave me 20k for your burst, and now this!"

He knew you were complaining about not being able to use his Melee Stance immediately, because you had always complained about that. Childe wanted to apologise at that moment, but he couldn't let himself get distracted, not while in battle. 

As the enemies finally dissipated after his second use of Havoc: Obliteration and he didn't hear any comment from you on it, he assumed he did well this time.

That night, while you were fast asleep, your team was sitting together. Zhongli, Kazuha and Kaeya could only look at Childe in pity as he ranted about your treatment towards him while holding a bottle of vodka in his hand.

"You did well today, though," Kazuha comforted him sympathetically.

"They don't think so," Childe muttered.

"I doubt that," Kaeya disagreed quickly.

Zhongli hummed. "They consider you their strongest."

Childe paused. You did say that before, so  why were you treating him this way? It was almost as if... you hated him.

He winced. He couldn't stand the thought of you hating him.

He downed the rest of his vodka.

The next day, he noticed how you couldn't stop checking his artifacts and talents. He also felt how you stared at the constellation section, and he could feel your desire for another constellation. He was glad that you still wanted him.

Childe couldn't help but to feel worried. You weren't changing anything with his artifacts, so why did you keep checking them? Did you think that he was not enough anymore? Was he getting weak?

"I don't know what to do with you," he heard you mutter and he felt his heart drop. You then continued to mutter about having perfect crit ratio, yet he wasn't critting.

He wanted to run to you, get on his knees and beg for you to let him stay. You didn't say anything about replacing him, nor kicking him off of the team, but he could feel it happening and he hated it. He only wanted to be with you, and if you stopped using him, he would be back to doing Fatui work, and he didn't want that. He wanted you!

You then hummed, as if deciding on something, pulling him out of his thoughts and misery. "Come on, Ajax. Time to get those Dendroculus."

He felt heat rushing to his cheeks at the use of his real name, sounding so affectionately, even. How badly he wanted to hear that again.

After collecting several Dendroculus in Sumeru, you and your team stumbled upon a Withering Zone. He could feel your hesitance, because you stopped gliding and watched the area for a few seconds. After deciding that it seemed harmless, you dived in.

He heard you gasp at the sight of a Ruin Gargoyle. This would be the first time you and your team face a Ruin Gargoyle. He wanted to reassure you that it would be alright, because he was strong!

Before he could utter a word, the enemy had attacked him, causing him to lose his balance as he groaned. What was he doing? He didn't want to disappoint you, and he probably did disappoint you now. He braced himself for your words and—

"My baby!"

He froze, sitting still on the ground.

He was then switched to Zhongli, who was standing up and a shield was soon applied to your team.

"I'm going to kill this thing," he heard you mutter. He could feel your bloodlust, and he felt himself getting excited for the battle. He was also excited because he knew that he was partly the reason for your bloodlust.

When you switched back to Childe and immediately using his Melee Stance, he had a bright red coating his cheeks. Your baby...

He heard Kaeya stifling his laugh and muttered, "...Shut up."

"Ayato is cool, so cool..." he heard you murmur.

Ayato? He felt something ugly in his heart, and he knew very well what this feeling was. He heard you talking about Ayato a few times before, too, how he was a good Hydro DPS and how neat his playstyle was. Childe was a good Hydro DPS and his playstyle was neat, too! No, he was the best, surely!

"But, ah..." he heard, and you sounded to be deep in thought.

He panicked. Were you considering to replace him?

"I don't get why people would boast about replacing Childe with Ayato," you mumbled, and he held his breath, awaiting your next words.

"They're both good... yes..." you murmured, while fixing one of your characters' artifacts. You were distracted, yet you still wanted to talk about it. "I would never... replace my Ajax..."

Childe let out a surprised squeal and slapped his hand over his mouth. He hoped the other didn't hear him, he hoped you didn't hear him. He ran his hand over his face. Your... Ajax...

He was going insane.

He wasn't sure what was better; having you harshly criticising him or showing him a huge amount of affection. He was used to the former, but the latter made him feel... good. No one actually really had talked to him and treated him in such way before.

"Oh, Tartaglia," you sang, impressed, after he used his burst. "142k? My, that's attractive."

No! He couldn't falter now!

Luckily, he was switched with Kazuha, and he then hid his face in his hands as Kaeya patted his back, chuckling.

As the fight continued, he used Havoc: Obliteration, and smiled in satisfaction as he realised all the enemies had been beaten. He placed his hands on his hips, awaiting your praise eagerly.

"You stupid fuck, what the fuck do you mean by 15k?"

...Ah, he sort of expected that, too.

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• There are so many worlds, so many people, it’s impossible to not change your focus from time to time. It’s logical, it make sense - it still upsets the vision holders. Especially when your new favorites are so irritatingly similar to them.

• Pairing: Ei/Childe/Ayato/Itto/Zhongli/Diluc x reader (gender neutral) • Genre: SAGAU, Angst • Word Count: 3.8k • Warnings: Smallest mentions of blood (Childe) • Note: Ei vs Shiranui (Onmyoji), Childe vs Ciel (Elsword), Ayato Kamisato vs Azul Ashengrotto (Twisted Wonderland), Arataki Itto vs Mammon (Obey Me!), Zhongli vs Jumin Han (Mystic Messenger), Diluc vs ??? (???)

Ei loved eternality, after all, she was made to protect it and by that protect all Inazuma and her fragile heart itself. 

“Well, isn’t that unusual? Not touching your sweets at all.” Yae coos, walking into the Shogun’s private rooms as if it was her own. Ei doesn’t answer, choosing to stay silent as she sits on the grand balcony overseeing the ocean as neverending as pain in her heart, as silent as her chambers. She missed you dearly, even as much as her long-dead companions. 

Helping you was a new responsibility, but somehow so sweeter - better than the best chocolate and pastries. Ei was made for battle, and those fever dream-like adventures with you were just what she needed to find peace of mind. Closing her eyes to suddenly feel your warmth despite the coldness of the Dragonspine that you make her go to. Unleashing her power so freely and seeing wonders, meeting people she didn’t have a chance before; closed off in Inazuma and her own mind.

Maybe that was why now she could feel the overwhelming coldness so strongly; your warmth was gone for days now. 

Your soft words of praise became a routine, your warmth as you sent her towards enemies a new eternality - now you were gone. 

Ei hated changes. 

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What's the full picture of your profile pic? It's sooooooo cute!!!! As a half request (but not even really) I'm picturing a genshin reader who's cuddly with their lamb plush over anyone else because it's just so soft

"Stuffed and Loved"

(A/N Despite the title, it is SFW-Fluff, lol. Also, lamb plushie supremacy yeaahhh!. Btw I just found the pfp online, maybe i should make my own pfp of my mascot)

Fluff, SFW, modern AU, established relationship (excluding platonics), reader is oblivious, and a softie, unconsentual photo taken

A/N : Character with "platonic" means either they are minor or i headcanon them under 18

"That's cute"

Would pet you and your plushie together. Very wholesome and unbothered. You wanna cuddle your lamb while watching movie?Okay!They can be the big spoon for you. Oh your lamb has a name? Well then, they will also call it using the name. It really seems like both of you are a parent to this plushie,eh?

Sometimes they also help you by washing your plushie, even as far as turning the car around if you have forgotten your soft little lamb. Oohh, they really head over heels just to make you happy,huh?

"Where's that lamb of yours?"

Zhongli, Ningguang, Shenhe, Keqing, Dehya, Thoma

"We can play together!"

Let's your plushies play together! Even on couch both of your dolls will have their own spot next to each of you. Owning and sharing comfort items does make you bond.

They will take care of your plushie when you aren't holding it. Whenever they past you sleeping on the couch or bed with your little lamb tucked under your neck and wrapped with your arms, they will stop to pat your head then your lamb, thanking it for keeping your dream safe.

"Don't worry!i save a seat for your little lamb too"

Collei (platonic), Amber, Hu Tao (platonic i am not sure of her age), Nahida (platonic), Yoimiya

"All right then"

They are not alright. Every time you dig your nose into that fluffy fabric of the plushie, their heart flutters and hands tremble to hold themselves from grinning like a maniac.

Don't check their phone, it's all photos of you cuddling your lamb plushie, tucked in and in dreamland. Actually, their gallery folders are divided of you sleeping with the lamb; you just cuddling into it while sitting down; and of course, you just acting all cute with it.

Don't ask when did they take the picture either.

"Can you sit here? The lightning here looks good?Why am i asking? Nothing in particular~"

Childe, Kaveh, Yelan, Candace, Beidou

"But I'm right here?"

Jealous, envy, whatever it is they want you to cuddle them instead of that goddamn lamb plushie. Huh? It's soft and big so you like it as a pillow?? Their chest is also soft and warm, ready to welcome your head to rest!

You've known them for years but still defeated by....A PLUSHIE????

Oh?Do you want to watch the movie with your lamb in your lap? Ohh noo, suddenly the plushie needs some washing, no worries! Their heads are available for your lap.

"Huh?What plushie? The lamb? What lamb?"

Venti, Wanderer, Ayato, Itto, Ganyu (she is a goat, what do u need a sheep)

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sagau where your characters can use teleport waypoints even when you’re offline.

lynette teleporting away when she can tell someone’s about to try to talk to her. sometimes she teleports underwater, where she occasionally runs into freminet, who is very glad the waypoints allow him to access the depths without having to worry about encountering anyone on the walk over.

bennett, prone to finding himself in bad situations, often tries to avoid danger by teleporting away. unfortunately, his bad luck usually causes him to jump to the wrong waypoint, leaving him confused as to why he’s suddenly in inazuma.

although there aren’t any waypoints in snezhnaya, childe is still glad to have the ability to teleport closer to home after his work is done - the time saved traveling could be spent with his family, after all.

barbara doesn’t use the actual waypoints too much - what she does teleport to is monstadt’s statues of the seven, which she makes a point to keep clean (or at least as clean as a statue in the wilderness can be). luckily, her hydro vision makes quick work of it, although she does still get a little spooked in stormterror’s lair; luckily, she can usually convince jean to accompany her.

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Worship Styles

Tartaglia- The Ambitious

Warnings: cult behavior, obsessive thoughts, religion, childe

Gender Neutral. I will always use "The Divine One," "The Original," and "The Creator" as terms for the reader along with They/Them pronouns unless specified otherwise by a requester

Tartaglia, Childe, Ajax, there's two ways I see him worshiping, thankfully a number less than both his names and the number of times I've beat the shit out of him

In one way, is his day-to-day prayer. The Tsaritsa requires it as a part of the daily routine, Tartaglia isn't one to complain about it

He also offers his thanks for every meal, and prays for your blessing before he sleeps

But that's the boring stuff, sure he may be super into the prayer and all, but the real fun begins on the battlefield

Each drop of blood, every splinter of bone, the cacophony of screams and tearing flesh

That is his grand symphony played to your ears, or that's what he thinks at least

In Tartaglia's mind, you are as much a destroyer deity as you are a creator

You may have made all of Teyvat, but you also made the abyss, you also reign in the dead to your loving arms

A silent prayer before battle, and a pleased bow after

Tartaglia has done this for you

When he fought the Traveler, he felt it

Your presence so near to him, facing him in the one way he's been proving his devotion to you all this time?

In Tartaglia's wildest dreams he never saw this

He's a little hurt that the Traveler was chosen as the first vessel and not him

After all, he's been worshiping you for far longer, working twice as hard to please you since he met them

And when you decend he tells you straight out

Tartaglia will raise hell for you, for you he'd rip apart the world again and again with bare hands

Make sure you remember that when you give your attention to anyone else

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Genshin Imagine | Sagau!Traveler

━━━ ՙ  𓄼 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : Traveler x Reader

━━━ ՙ  𓄼 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : Why does the Traveler worship Creator!Reader and how they became self aware.

━━━ ՙ  𓄼 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : Religious theme.

They didn't understand. They were not from here, so they had no idea who this God was and frankly they didn't care a bit. That was until the Traveler felt someone controlling their body from their head to toe, not being abled to move or even talk, trapped like a puppet guided by someone unknown pulling up the strings. It was horrible to say the least, their free will was stripped down and they were multiple times thrown into battles against horrible monsters, they even felt like dying sometimes but quickly felt alive again, the last image of a creature hitting them before being unconscious to just wake up in a different field, just like nothing happened.

The only times they were able to regained a little bit of self control, was when your presence left their body. In those moments, they could relieve a little, relaxing from everything you made them do, not that they could do much anyway, they couldn't go on with their quest, open up chest or even healing, but they still liked those moments. Even if they were restricted from a lot of things, they could still walk around before getting teleported to where you left them.

They did research about your presence, if it was normal here or not, of course they couldn't talk about this with everyone not wanting to raise any suspicions. Through multiple books, they were able to find something, an ancient God, older than the Archons, worshipped everywhere in Teyvat for sacrificing all their power and life to create them. It also said, the Divine may return home through vessels, choosing a person to let them be blessed by their presence and visit the land they created.

First reaction was that they weren't sure if they wanted to be the vessel of a God, they were not even from this world, so why them?They just wanted to find their twin.

At first, your presence was not much appreciated. But with time, they slowly realized something, not being fluent with Teyvat's language, Paimon was doing most of the talking, the barrier not letting them to fully understood or voiced their opinions, but with you there was no need for words, it's like you shared a same mind, what he wanted to do, you made him do it, helping them in their quest by giving them powerful weapons and artefacts, you made them stronger with a strength they didn't know they have.

Little by little, they didn't feel like a puppet anymore, or you using their body for your own pleasure. No, you helped them, every victory was because of you and the power you blessed them with. In this moment, the Traveler understood why the whole Teyvat worshipped their God, the one he shared an intimate bond with, a same birthday and goals, they could even hear your voice sometimes, as sweet as honey when encouraging them or harsh when their precious vessel got hurt.

Time passed, and they felt more and more connected with you each seconds you were passing together. Not only that, but everything started to become dull, people were always saying the same thing when the Traveler went to talk to them, the same missions who were not evolving the situation, days felt shorter like minutes instead of hours. And as the world around them started to become tame, something in them started to blossom, something that made them free from an unknown oppressor. That's when they realized, the world around them was nothing but codes and programs.

Teyvat didn't feel real but them, they felt more alive than ever and they knew it's because of you, you were their God after all, everything you touched lived. The Traveler never felt more special than in this moment, their eyes were wide opened while Teyvat was blinded of your presence. While, people recognized that you were here, they couldn't interact because of those codes, limiting them to a few lines of dialogue. How the Traveler wished you could be here...By controlling them you gave them a conscious, free from the limitations of the scrips Teyvat was cursed with.

The moments they used to cherish when your presence wasn't here, were now frowned upon. Use them, go fulfill missions with them, but please don't leave, they felt like an empty shell without you.