harukirisaki

[harukirisaki]

Love Cut So Deep -Part 1

-[Harbinger's way of loving and why it hurts]

Part 1-

Synopsis: •{You never know why this person loves you, but you do know one thing, for every love you get. The pain will double}°

Reader gender: GENDER NEUTRAL

Note: <[the reader dynamic with the yandere is "wife" however the reader's gender is not mentioned. This is less than a feminine reader and more like the yandere insisting on the reader being the submissive one. Making this gender neutral for male and female readers.]>

Ft; childe, Scaramouche, Capitano,

Warning: abusive characters, mention of murdering (reader/someone) suicide thoughts, emotionally abused, physically abused, threats, suggestive comments, blood, mention of abuse, mentioning of child soldiers, limbs breaking, hand twisting, threat of non-con, vulgar language,

PERMANENT BODY ALTERATIONS (some part of reader's body are chopped off)

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE

A WEAK HEART, A PHOBIA OF ANYTHING IN THE

WARNING, ANYONE UNDER 18 WILL TAKE THE

RESPONSIBILITY ON THEMSELVES SHOULD THEY READ

THIS.

The puppet who longs for a heart.

Your eyes are filled with tears, just when you thought you could get yourself a nice quiet moment, then he came, the door slides open, revealing your tormentor, his purple eyes meeting yours and whether you realized it or not, at that moment. He thinks you are so beautiful it makes his nonexistent heart ache in response.

Perhaps it's the isolation that has gotten to you, but strangely enough, you don't feel like screaming at him, at least not yet. You stayed long enough with him to know when to yell at him at the perfect time so that his mood doesn't drop too much. After all, sometimes you get to yell and even hurt him and only get a gentle flick to your forehead. But other times... When you fail to judge your situation and get him pissed off real bad...

You still remember the way you screamed for mercy and when all he did was just insulting you, the pain of having your limbs broken by his cold, plastic hands forever filled your mind eternally.

Perhaps this is the price for stealing his heart? You don't know what day and date it is, it's been a long time since you got out of this inazuman mansion. Surprisingly, he was willing to tell you about his past, albeit, you are sure he actually left out some parts. Of course, at some point he will tell you everything but so far you only know about his origins from inazuma.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" His voice snaps you out of your thoughts, "Why are you sitting still, mmh?" His tone makes your body tremble. But you decided today you don't want your wrist to be twisted. "My apologies... My lord," That's right, Scaramouche insists on this wife and husband dynamic. You are the wife, and he is the husband. In Inazuma, a wife is often expected to obey her husband. You would like to tell Scaramouche that such dynamic between you both is toxic but then again this is the same man that kidnapped you and forced you to live with him.

You walked to him and gently wrapped your arms around his neck. Slowly, you closed your eyes and gave him a kiss. You then break the kiss off and look at him, "Welcome back, my lord," you said to him. The harbinger merely looked at you and frowned, "That kiss," he said, "it doesn't feel right. Do it again, make it feel real" real? How can you make it real when you don't even love him? But then again do you have a choice? No.

You kiss him once again, this time tilting your head to the side a bit and letting your lips meet his and slowly you get your chest closer to him. You gently break the kiss off and look at him, "Welcome back, my lord," you say gently this time. "Much better," he mutters. Scaramouche walked into the room and sat on the floor, he looked at you for a second before he asked. "What were you thinking? You took quite some time responding to my words." His tone is sharp, "My apologies, my lord... I was merely thinking of nothing." You lied. And he knows it, this doll may not understand human emotion but that doesn't mean he can't understand human habits. "Really? Lying to my face? Mmh?"

"Speak up. Tell me what you think earlier" he grips his hand, it's obvious he is not going to ask twice. "I was thinking of you, how I am scared of you," you said to him. As fast as you can, you cannot bear the thought of looking him in the eye. Suddenly, a cold finger touches your side face, then the finger goes to your chin and lifts your head up, making you look at him. "Unless you want me to strip you and simply take you right here? I remember you crying the last time I even suggested that" your eyes widen and immediately you tremble. He looks at you, "My lord... Please... Please don't" you softly mutter. Anything but that, this doll has already taken your freedom, your time and perhaps even your chance at being truly happy. If he were to take you... The mere thoughts alone are enough to break you

"You're scared of me?" You nodded, "Yes, my lord," you answered. "You cried?" You nodded, "Yes, my lord," you answered him once again, "you hate me?" You almost nodded. Luckily, you didn't. But does that save you from his wrath? No. "You hate me?" He asked once again, and you shook your head. "Liar," he said. His other hand grabbed your wrist. You begin to tremble, "You're scared of me?" He asked. You nodded, "You cried?" He asked. You nodded, "You hate me?" You shook your head. His grip on your wrist tightened. Tears fall from your eyes, Scaramouche refused to hear what he dislikes. Hearing you hate him is something he doesn't want, but having you lie is something he also hates.

You weakly begged him to release you, "You hate me?" He asked. Quietly, this time. You had a feeling that this time, there's no right answer because every choice you made right there will just end up with the same result. This time, you made different choices, you nodded your head. Your soft voice filled the room, "Yes my lord"

You can barely hear your wrist bone breaking. Not when your SCREAM fill your ears instead.

The warrior who offered his heart on a silver platter

You run as fast as you can. At this point, all you can do is pray that those soldiers won't get you too fast, your legs begin to tremble from the cold, and you run outside with minimal clothing. Barefoot, short-sleeved shirt... It's snowing. Just half pants that hide your knee but below that is exposed... Of course, you can't run, but what you can do is to appreciate the fresh air and the cold of the night. Your last view outside was the lake. How you wish you could drown in it. You woke up in bed,

Is this hell? You thought to yourself that, after Childe was assigned to Fontaine, you were able to get a whole week by yourself. Of course, that will never happen, his subordinates are guarding you. Every day, you had to deal with one of the fatui to guard your door. During your meal, one of the guards would be assigned to watch over you to make sure you don't try to stab yourself with a fork again. What a shame, you thought to yourself once again, if only Childe weren't so fast... You could have probably rested in the afterlife. But then again, are you a good person in your life? For all you know... You might get sent to hell.

You finished your meal, it was tasty but you were too emotionally exhausted to care about that for now. You go upstairs and sit on the sofas. There is no one in the room, but you know those guards are always watching. You close your eyes and then you fall asleep, sleeping is one way of escaping reality. The reality where you are helpless. Maybe if you're lucky, this time you dream of a nice place, maybe a park. Where you could see the birds flying freely in the sky, the gentle breeze of the wind and maybe just maybe you could pretend that you're not trapped in the big mansion.

Unfortunately, every nice thing must come to an end. You woke up to the sound of the man who has been tormenting you for the last part of what? Years? Maybe... "My darling!" That cheerful voice instantly woke you up. He was covered in bandages, some of the bandages were bloody, showcasing his injuries, one of his eyes was covered with a patch. You wish you could gouge the other one just to make sure his dead blue eyes didn't look at you. Before you could say anything, he hugged you. After a minute or two, you pay his back

"Oh, I miss you so much," he snuggles against you and for a second, you thought about letting him be lovey-dovey with you. Is it from the isolation? Maybe. But suddenly everything turns cold when he whispers into your ear... "Did you try to escape again?" You swore a 10-year lifespan was cut in that time because of how calm his voice is which means Childe is pissed. You looked away, you couldn't bear the thought of looking into his dead eyes, usually he was smiling and teasing and yet those deep abyss eyes are enough to make you scared. You can't imagine what you would feel if you were to look into his eyes now.

"Hey, you tried to leave me again, didn't you? Those soldiers told me that you ran outside," you almost cursed those soldiers before realizing they also have no choice. It's either that they captured you or the risk of getting killed. That makes you feel at ease, hoping that at least some of them pitied you. But now you have to deal with this man. "I... " You couldn't mutter out more words. All you can do is just look down, Childe forced you to look up. To look at his eyes. "I give you everything you know? I give you money, a place to stay, everything a person could ever have wanted." Hearing that makes you want to reply with, 'but you didn't give me my freedom,' but you know it'll speed up the punishment.

"Why are you not talking? Do they cut off your tongue?" The way he casually said that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up. Before you could say anything, he grabbed your wrist, he was bandaged, and you were sure he was beaten pretty badly, and yet even in that state of injury. He was able to dominate you so easily. It hurts you, a lot.

"Maybe I should punish you right now, the little bunny wants to escape so badly." he hugged you, so badly that the bunny ended up getting lost. He buried his face into the crook of your neck. "And then the bunny found Mr. Fox, he began to sniff your neck, "I..." You tried to push him away. At least you want to save your dignity! "Aww, what a cute bunny you are," he smiles. He always does, suddenly everything stops and then he pulls you closer

"Tell me, which one do you prefer?" He asked, "Which one do I prefer...?" This is new, he doesn't always ask your opinion whenever he punishes you. But you would rather he doesn't because the answer itself makes you almost faint on the spot ."Yeah, which one do you prefer being chopped off? Your legs or your hands?" You can't even say anything because you know it's game over.

The next day, you don't even have time to process what happened. All you know is that, now... You really can NEVER escape him.

The knight in shining black armor who gives you his heart

"Are you alright, dear?" His voice although calm, hid a sense of rage. He watches you from upstairs. You tremble at the sight of him looking at you, although you can't see his face... His gaze pierces through your soul leaving you feeling vulnerable and exposed. "Dear," you flinch, you gripped both of your hands, and before you knew it, he was in front of you. You let out a gasp before his hand gently pulls you closer. "My dear, answer me." That was not a request, but an order. "I'm fine, i'm just a bit tired these days..." You mutter weakly. How pathetic, just before you were so willing to fight against the harbinger. To yell, to insult and blatantly destroy any of the presents he gives to you

But after he decided that he had given you enough time does he truly show how he could break your mind and simply cause you to be permanently traumatized

You still remember the scars and the blood that filled your sight, during that time you learned that fighting him is useless. He easily pulled you closer and hugged you. How gentle his touches were and yet how rough his love was. He gives you everything and expects so little in return... But the little thing he asked you is what cost you everything. Your freedom was a payment for taking his heart. You wished you could give it back to him, to make him love you less just a little.

"Why don't we spend more time in the garden, dear? The flowers are blooming today," he said. You don't even need to walk because all he has been doing for some time is to carry you wherever you wish to go. It was a sweet gesture of his to carry you after he punished you. But it is also a gesture of dominance, a silent act of reminding you that he was the stronger one in this relationship. He was gentle with you, but he also took his title 'The Captain' seriously.

As gentle as he was with you, he can also be as stern. As he walked down the cold wall with you in his arms. You close your eyes and begin to imagine that you're in bed, and that you weren't kidnapped and forced to marry your kidnapper against your will. The fantasy soon came to an end when Capitano stopped walking and slowly put you down on a bench. You looked down at the grass. Unlike the outside, the inside garden was warmer, the grass was greener, the flowers were blooming, and the atmosphere was drastically different compared to the outside.

Capitano then kneels down in front of you, and he takes out his coat and wraps it around you. You hate to admit it, but the coat covered your entire back, and if Capitano were to button it up, you don't think you would be visible to anyone! "Why are you doing this to me?" You softly asked. Your voice comes out a bit too weak for your liking. As he buttoned up the coat, you noticed his hands were gentle on your body. "Because I love you, my dear," he said, "you love me so much you kidnapped me and forced me to stay with you against my wish?" The captain simply nodded. "The world outside is dangerous, believe in me who wishes nothing but to keep you safe, my dear." You gripped your hands, "I was fine until you came along and made the judgment without confining me first!" Your voice goes higher. "Do you remember those fatui that caught you from escaping?" He asked. You gulped and nodded, "Some of them barely reach 16 years old, and yet they easily overpower you. So do tell me dear, how can I trust you to be safe if you can't even protect yourself in the first place?"

"That's not a good comparison... They have training and have served under the Fatui for what? Months or years possibly! Comparing me to them is unfair and simply nonsense" you defend yourself. You frown, and your heart beats faster right now. "But my point still stands dear," he said, sitting beside you. Your thighs meet his. Somehow it sparks something in you that you refused to acknowledge. "In teyvat, there are monsters, humans and abyss creatures who won't care about the unbalanced fight. Those things are stronger than your average Fatui members. Regardless of the unfairness in my comparison. My point still stands, you are incapable of defending yourself." Hearing his words caused you to look away. He was right, and you hate him for it.

"No, my dear," he replied softly, his tone shifting to something more tender as he gathered you gently in his arms. The warmth of his embrace wrapped around you like a comforting blanket as he began to walk, the soft rustle of leaves underfoot contrasting with the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Each step felt both like a journey and a whirlwind, pulling you away from everything you thought you understood. "I simply took you before you get caught by it" he softly said. He treats you so gently, as if his mere touches could break you and shatter you into tiny pieces. It makes you feel so mad, as if he were the parent and you're the immature adult who can't think for yourself.

But what choice do you have? You can't confront him. Regardless of your feelings, you're trapped here, and if you attempt to escape again... "You won't get away this time, dear," he interrupts your thoughts, his voice steady and firm. "You have no grasp of this world." You looked at him, "You have no idea the monster that lurks in the dark, the evil who watches you waiting for the time when you let your guard down." You almost accused him of being one himself.

As he carried you to the room, you noticed the mansion felt even colder. Instinctively, you move a bit closer seeking warmth. He noticed that he opened the door and put you onto the bed. Unlike what most people said, you did not feel even the slightest excitement. How could you? This is the man who took you, forced you to be his spouse and insisted that you are incapable of defending yourself. The captain was gentle. But his gentleness feels like a joke. He sat on the bed. All he did was just watch you it was eerily too calm, too... Quiet. You can't see his face- but you know his eyes are looking at you- he was analyzing you, it felt inhumane.

You quickly come to understand that what will push you to the very edge of madness is not his gentleness that envelops you in a false sense of security, nor the tempestuous rage that simmers just beneath the surface—no, it is the intensity of his gaze. Those eyes, sharp and penetrating, each glance holds an unsettling power, lingering in the air like a charged storm, leaving you feeling exposed and vulnerable, teetering on the brink of chaos.

[harukirisaki]

Main Four: Escapist S/O with a Three Year Old

This ask disappeared for some reason so I’m really sorry about that. A few other disappeared as well and I don’t know why, luckily I took pictures so I still have them.

Im going to separate them to make it to make it different than the poly relationship ones, I hope you don't mind.

Gon:

• Imagining this baby boy having a baby boy, it's the cutest thing. Not really as a Yandere but you get the point.

• After being gone for four years he became desperate, anyone with any information of you had become important to him. He was patient at first but he can only last so long. He probably went to your family and friends and asked about you. If they know he'll take care of them one way or another.

• Once he finds you he is ecstatic. He sits outside of your apartment, jumping up and down just waiting to walk in and hug you. But when he sees you walking past the slightly open window with something in your arms, he freezes. Gon simply stops and stares at the moving bundle in your arms. At first he might not understand, but once he thinks about what this might mean, he grows furious.

• Lets just say he jumped to the conclusion that it is your but might not be his.

• Gon enters your house by breaking the front door open. You are obviously surprised and jump back from the place near the window, the child in your arms now crying. He storms around the apartment, looking for any sign of another guy in your life. When he finds nothing he storms over to you and demands to know where the baby came from.

• Out of fear of his immense aura, you would be quick to say it's his. Just like that he switches back to his happy, go lucky self.

• You'll be shaken up by this of course, but he won't pay any mind when he rips the child from your arms and holds it in his. He will shush it and calm it down easily while dotting both you and them for doing such a good job.

• Gon will grab your hand and drag you to the couch or bedside, whatever is closer, and hold the both of you close. By now the toddler won't be crying anymore and instead laughing and playing with their dad. They may not have been outright told who their dad was or what they look like, but the baby will know.

• Speaking of the toddler, this thing would be beyond adorable. Big round eyes and a button nose, chubby cheeks and spiky blackish-green hair, they will be adorable.

• I don't think Gon will ask why you left, instead he will just take you two somewhere safe and make sure you can't leave again. You or the child.

Killua:

• Luckily Killua doesn't have a baby thing like Illumi or Kurapika, but he'd still be proud to be a father.

• When he finds you he is beyond surprised that you were able to evade him for such a long time. Sadly the little chase must come to an end, and it ends now.

• You've been gone for so long that anyone who had or as an affiliation with you is dead, pretty much no questions asked. Because you have been running off for so long you probably would not know this, the only way you would be able to escape for so long is because you left everything behind. It's sad but that is how it would have to be.

• When he finds you he will be beyond pissed off, I mean you left him for four years. That won't ever happen again and he'll make sure of it. Still, he won't show how pissed he is, instead it will be covered by an eerily calm and dull mask.

• He would enter the home you've been staying in at night, carefully maneuvering in the dark to get to you. Killua will start to notice some strange things, kids toys? Small baby bottles? He would instantly know why you left, and in return he would understand your fear, but that won't stop him.

• Instead of going to your room he will find out where the toddler is. Killua would sneak in undetected and loom over the crib/small bed, his child resting inside. The assassin would instantly know it's his, his chest swelling with a sense of pride. The fluffy white hair and pale skin are a huge indication as to who is the father.

• Carefully and gently he would wake up the kid, calmly whispering sweet nothings and how his daddy is home. The toddler would instantly understand, and will excitingly jump up and out of bed to tell you.

• You will wake up by being roughly shaken by your kid, a small questioning 'what' slipping past your lips. Why the hell you they be so excited at this hour? But when your sleepy gaze pulls them in, and your eyes settle on the dark figure looming in the doorway, you know what's wrong. Killua would calmly watch before stepping forward into the moonlight.

• You would be afraid, your child would be happy and tapping about how daddy's home, and Killua would have a smug look across his features.

• That will be that, Killua would use the kid as a hostage of sorts, as insurance to keep you with him. The bouncing baby would be a target to his family, but nothing will happen to the kid or you for as long as he lives.

Kurapika:

• Oh dear, one of the scarier yanderes of the Hunter x Hunter universe. At least for me.

• This guy is already unhinged because of you leaving, being gon for so long, without anyone to keep him in check, everyone would be killed.

• Do you guys remember the Kurapika having an S/O who just vanishes? Yeah, he would give up after six or so years, depending on how long it takes to slaughter anyone who might have a vendetta against him.

• When four years hits he is hunting down the Phantom Troupe, at least starting to hunt them down. He will be wondering the rooftops trying to find the Troupe, maybe he is currently trailing a few of them.

• If like to imagine you accidentally bump paths with them on your way to wherever you are going. Like your walking through the streets with your son/daughter and you accidentally bump shoulders with them. You would apologize (like a decent human being) and move on your merry way. (I might actually turn this into a short story because it sounds fun;))

• If That happens Kurapika would be holding his breath, because you have been found and you were too close to the enemy.

• Weare talking about Kurapika so obviously he would be angry you have left, but seeing you happy and with his child... he's beyond relieved. I mean just look at the kid! Cute blonde hair and round, brown eyes with a round face and gleeful smile.

• I can see Kurapika being very calm about the situation, which would be terrifying since he's a bit emotional. He would meet you at your house with a blank expression.

• When you two meet again he will have mixed emotions. Should he be angry, disappointed, relieved, happy? Honestly he doesn't know.

• But he knows one thing, you won't escape again. He will act like the nice guy to your kid and try to paint you as a damsel in distress. He will manipulate your kid to start being as protective as himself, and he will do this with all of your kids. Kurapika wants more children, he wants a big family, and he'll make sure he has one.

• He will trap you and lock you up, making sure your kids learn to be like him. The kids will also be a bargaining chip, you won't want to leave them but they won't want to leave their dad.

• He might not be as angry as usual, but his manipulation will surely compensate.

Leorio:

• This guy would be deathly irritated at everything if you left him for so long. He would snap at pretty much everyone for the smallest of things. But finally, after devoting so much time in finding you he has finally done it.

• Leorio would simply find you in the street and try and pluck you to the side to give you a piece of his mind. Though before he can do that you are met with some other girls, instantly he would be both curious and more irritated.

• He would take his time brooding in the dark alleyways as your group walks to a daycare. The black haired guy would furrow his brows as he watched you smile and pick up a small kid. The two of you would be laughing.

• Leorio's mood is ever changing from irritated to super happy. This would be one of those moments. He would immediately smile to himself and calmly follow you on your way home.

• When you make it home you see a man standing near your doorway, you are nervous about this man but he doesn't seem threatening. That is until you realize who it is.

• Simple 'Hey babe' exchanges will be given, your son/daughter asking who the man is. Your too frozen to answer.

• So he does for you. He'll answer with his name and then his affiliation with you, this will make your child's day. They had a dad?! That crazy!

• They'll jump into Leorio's arms and start talking about random things. Leorio would act as if nothing happened, as if he was just gone on a business trip or something. And that's what the toddler will be told too, he was gone for a really long business trip.

• You on the other hand will know, and despite him not outright using the kid to threaten you, you probably won't even try. His firework like temper would be enough to scare you into submission.

[harukirisaki]

How calming the night is...

Featuring- [The Geo Liyue Archon, Zhongli]

Mention: [venti - Traveler]

Zhongli drinks the wine and looks at the storyteller. Hearing opera performances and doing arts have become his favorite hobbies to spend his time after he decided to live as a mortal in the human world. He once invited the traveler to come with him.

"mmh?" Zhongli snapped back to reality and saw the storyteller looking at him, Zhongli smiled and nodded to which the storyteller happily continued the performance. Ah yes, he was watching the performance about the rex Lapis who unfortunately had died. Zhongli drinks the tea amongst the other humans who all do not seem to realize the god they have been worshipping and love is near them.

Zhongli however had no intention of telling the truth, after the opera had ended, Zhongli took a night walk while enjoying the gentle breeze of the cold night past him. Every moment of it reminds Zhongli about the sacrifices it took for Liyue to reach a peaceful era. Liyue was built upon rivers of blood and piles of unfortunate living beings who died in the war..

Zhongli no longer needs to see common people suffer due to monsters and war. This Is the era of peace, the era that he, and Guizhong as well as all of his adepti have fought so hard for. And with the traveler always visiting every nation. Zhongli has no doubt that the traveler will always come to Liyue's rescue. Zhongli has faith in everyone's relationship with the blond-haired hero. If the traveler doesn't fight for him, Zhongli knows that at least the traveler will fight for others.

As Zhongli strolled through the serene stillness of the night, he stumbled upon a weathered wooden bench beneath the gentle glow of the moonlight. He settled himself comfortably, allowing the cool night air to wrap around him like a soft blanket. His gaze drifted to the small lake shimmering before him, where the moon's silvery reflection danced delicately on the water’s surface, creating a mesmerizing tapestry of light. The surrounding trees whispered softly in the breeze, their leaves rustling as if sharing secrets with the night. The tranquil scene invited a moment of reflection, and Zhongli felt a profound peace wash over him, the world’s hustle and bustle momentarily forgotten.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. In this moment, everything ends in silence. No screams, no tears, nothing can be heard, how calming... How... Beautiful... The world is, Zhongli remembers when he had to protect his people, protect his loved ones, and protect himself, his spear sliced and stabbed through the monster's body, how they perished in front of him, how their blood filled his point of view and all he could see was red. How his hands are always soaked in life fluid, Zhongli swore at some point. He once had a bath in a sea of blood with the amount of dead bodies surrounding him.

Zhongli remembers the way life slowly goes away from someone, whether that is the humans, the adepti, or... Even Guizhong herself. His heart has shattered more than it should have, at some point, Zhongli becomes numb with the pain of losing his loved one, and drinking osmanthus wine while chatting with his old friends is a bygone memory. A treasure he kept in his golden threads... His heart.

He opens his eyes, the moonlight still shone so brightly amidst the cloud in the sky. The bird has returned to its nest. The fluffy dog has long since fallen into a deep slumber. The mischievous cat took its nap on a tree, Zhongli was certain it was the same cat the blond-haired hero had to take down from a tree because it got scared. Humans returned to their homes and fell asleep in their beds. Saved from danger and freed from hunger. Zhongli was by no means homeless, he just loves the way the wind has blessed him tonight. He ought to thank Barbatos after this.

The former geo archon made his way back to the main city, it's night after all, he, who lives his life as a human must follow the human custom as well, it's time to go back. To go back to his home. Liyue.

[harukirisaki]

hello! this is azen13. thank you so much for your ask, first and foremost. i think my ask rules may have been a little unclear, which i apologize for, as i do write for ayato! if you'd prefer i write for him instead of sunday, or even all three if you'd like, feel free to send me an ask letting me know. thank you again for your ask and have a wonderful day!

Hello, haha I see, go ahead if you want to write all three of them at once.

[harukirisaki]

The thing that we love...

Featuring- [Venti, The Anemo God Of mondstat] -

How long has it been since he last saw him? The nameless bard who once smiled and took care of him? The nameless bard who once protected him from danger? The nameless bard who once sang a song and wished for freedom?

Venti opened his eyes and looked at the sky, did he fall asleep? Most likely not, a god does not need sleep, after all, venti gets up from the grass and looks beside him, there's an apple and a lake right in front of him. Slowly, venti made his way to the lake and saw his reflection in water.

... It's him... The nameless bard, the face, the hair, and the eyes are all the same. But... Venti was not the nameless bard, the bard had died a long time ago and all that was left of him was Venti and perhaps the mondstat as well.

Tick! Ah, the water begins to shake as Venti's hand makes contact with the water's surface. His reflection slowly turns blurry and slowly returns to its original state. "... My friend," Venti softly whispers. In The Death of Night, venti has no one but himself. Seeing how peaceful the mondstat was after the storm terror crisis, venti couldn't help but be grateful for how his nation was doing. Sure, unlike most archons venti isn't exactly controlling his nation like others...

But for Venti, to be able to blend in with his people and communicate with them without any sort of formality was more than enough, there was no need for people to bow down to him and for others to look at him with fear in their eyes, the sight of his people dancing and singing in the city was more than what he could have asked for. Seeing the little children run carefree and the youngsters finding their true love and exploring the world in his name was everything.

... Venti snaps back to reality, he chuckles to himself, the sun has risen. How long has he lost himself in his thoughts? Venti smile. "Today...is another peaceful day of mondstat," Venti stood up, then picked up his hat and put it on, and so, the bard made his way to the place he has always been at-

-"Ah! It's the bard!" The child with brown hair smiles! Soon, others follow her and go to the bard. "Excited aren't we?" He asked, the audience nodded. His fingers make their way to the lyre and soon a gentle melody comes out. The people watch in awe, that's right. There was no need for them to bow down to him, to get on their knees and show respect, there was no need for the formality.

Venti smiles and begins to sing a song while playing a beautiful melody with his lyre. The era of war has long since passed, the people no longer have to live in fear and there was no need for bloodshed, tears of goodbyes, and losing loved ones anymore.

Venti was content, he was happy, and he was sure that "He" was happy too. This is what they have been fighting for, this is what those people back then fought hard for, died for, and prayed for. The Anemo Archon may have not descended upon them like he was expected for, but rest assured for each child of Mondstat has always known that-

The Anemo Archon Barbatos, The God Of Freedom has always watched them and cared for them. Even if Venti can't tell them how much he loves them, the wind will surely whisper his love to them.

"May the wind guide you"

[harukirisaki]

Welcome to my blog,

Call me author-san/haru is fine,

I'm just here to post on whatever I have and like.

Content:

ANGST

Yandere

Anime/gacha game

Novel

Sometimes about food and drinks

Everyone is welcome here except:

Racist

Pedo

Toxic anon

Rude people in general tbh

Feel free to send a request,

I wrote an interaction, headcanon, scenarios, imagine, and many more! Just specify what sort of answer you would like when you request a character!

Fandom that I wrote for:

HXH

Demon slayer

Danganronpa (trigger havoc)

Danganronpa (2)

Danganronpa (3)

Genshin impact

Honkai star rail

Punishing gray raven

Naruto

Wuthering waves

Tbhk (I don't read the manga anymore so it's only up to kou, nene, mitsuba, hanako, tsukasa and teru)

Diabolik lovers

Honorable mention :

Sometimes I'll publish a beta of my novel or a certain art of them. For the most part, it's just an art concept or concept scenario~

Feel free to be here and read my post or whatever.

Honorable mention (2)

This account is created for ANGST so for the most part you're not gonna get a happy ending. Of course, you have fluff here too, everything is possible but angst is the main dominant content in this blog

Don't be shy to send a request, feel free to give me your ideas and requests for the character. I can't promise you it'll be any good but I can promise you I'll try to answer them to the best of my ability.

I'm not exactly a good writer so you're most likely gonna have a half baked writing, but I promise I'm trying!

You can only request 2-3 characters, so please don't request 5-??? Characters to write for! This is for the sake of me and others who may have sent a request and are still waiting for me to answer them!

What I did not write:

Nsfw (I'm uncomfortable with writing it)

Yandere reader

An actual real person (pls no idol or VA as yandere)

Religion (It feels extremely disrespectful for me)

Child abuse (specifically about future yandere with reader's child,)

For now this is the only thing that I won't write. I'll update it in future

Thank you for reading~