#Aranara are just adorable

[xxjace-artsxx]

Just playing through the Aranara Quest these last few days (I think I'm halfway through rn) and this part made me giggle cus it's just so cute seeing Aranakula follow you around 😭🫶

[smallest-moon]

the aranaras make me so happy and emotional

[96percentdone]

I don't play genshin impact and I never will I have standards for myself but oh my god the little guy designs in that game are SO good they're SO fucking cute I need like 1000000000000000000000000000000 of all of them in real life

[fatuismooches]

a lesson in forgiveness.

The puppet’s plan to save you by deleting himself from the world did not work. You were dead and would remain dead for all of eternity. You were never to be given a second chance, yet he received one, now going by the name Wanderer.

Wanderer had begun to heal, very, very slowly from not only your death but his own past life with the help of the Dendro Archon, but there was not a day where Wanderer didn’t think of you. Sometimes for a little while, sometimes for a long time. Though Wanderer had always kept your gift close to him. The comb you had given him had endured throughout time, not without challenges though. You had given it to him as a good luck charm before he set off on that fateful day. Some of the teeth had been chipped or even broken off. Wanderer always treated it with the utmost care, but time is everything’s greatest enemy, even to immortals.

More recently, Wanderer had decided to create a small doll of you. It was necessary for him, it was a way to cope and come to terms with your death. He remembers centuries ago, you said you had always wanted to see the world. To leave the little village you called home and see Teyvat for yourself. It’s not the same, but perhaps this could be some sort of atonement for letting you die. You’ll be able to see the beautiful sights that he sees with him. Maybe that would make you happy, wherever you were. He would not tell anyone how much time he put into it, for it was an embarrassingly long time. Every stitch and every detail was planned carefully, even making multiple pairs of clothing for you. He didn’t often use them though, but perhaps it was a way to keep his mind off other things. 

Nowadays, Lesser Lord Kusanali had begun to assign him to some bothersome tasks, which he reluctantly carried out. Though, it was mostly a front. He didn’t mind as much as he grunted and scoffed about it. And, Wanderer knows without a doubt that you would adore Nahida. So, he really didn’t mind being the Archons’s shadow. Ah, and the Aranara too, you would absolutely fawn over them. If he was Kabukimono, he would too.

But right now he was taking a break at his usual local cafe. This had become a sort of routine for Wanderer. It was nothing out of the ordinary now. Plus, the coffee here was not bad. The puppet was enjoying his solitude, away from the noise of others when a voice broke his tranquility.

“Hello, is this seat taken?” Wanderer's eyebrow twitched at the disturbance. Couldn’t this person read the room? He thought it would be quite obvious that he preferred to be left alone. He cracked an eyebrow open to retort the person but the sight of them made every part of his body freeze up, and the words died in his throat. This couldn’t be true. It just couldn’t. If he were holding his cup of coffee, he would have dropped it.

For you were standing in front of him again. 

There were not many times Wanderer has been left speechless, for he always has some kind of response to everything, but not this time. What could he say, when confronted with the love of his life after over four hundred years of their death?

“Hello?” You tilted your head, beckoning for a reply. A nervous but genuine smile eased its way onto your lips. “Would you mind if I sat here with you?” Wanderer forced himself to regain his composure.

“…Do what you want.” That came out harsher than the puppet wanted it to, but his stern way of speaking had long been the norm for him. 

“Okay, thanks,” you smiled once again, tension in your shoulders leaving as you pulled out the chair. That smile of yours. That smile was all too familiar. Every part of his body was debating the possibility of this being you. Oh, how he longed for it to be you, but he couldn’t be sure that this was you. It must be just an uncanny resemblance to the you from centuries ago. Because you, [Name], were dead, and you were never coming back.

You began to search through your bag, looking for something. He got a peak of the contents, and there lay some Lavender Melon wrapped up to savor later for a snack. He gritted his teeth at the similarities before deciding to study you more. Your clothes had traditional aspects of Inazuma but also incorporated some styles from Sumeru. Perhaps you were on a trip? His question wasn’t left unanswered for long.

“You know, this is my first day in Sumeru. It’s so much bigger and livelier than I thought,” you hummed happily. “So I thought, the first thing I should do was try some of the local food! I heard it’s quite delicious,” you grinned again finding the Mora pouch in your bag. Then a look of realization appeared on your face. “Oh! How silly of me, rambling to a complete stranger. I’m [Name], by the way.” 

[Name].

[Name].

[Name].

[Name]. The name that had haunted and lingered with him for so long, had come back to the present day. Wanderer’s breath hitched as he could not help but feel a wave of emotions at the reality of the situation. You were back. You were alive again, happy and smiling, looking as if nothing had changed at all. Granted, there were still a few small differences from your past self, but it was wholly and authentically you. [Name]. There was no denying it, and he found himself boring his eyes into your figure. You were still so pretty, so attractive, your beauty not changing throughout time. The way you furrowed your eyebrows as you read through the menu, licking your lips in anticipation of digging into some yummy cuisine.

Wanderer wonders if you still like to cook, the same way the old you loved to. He wonders if you’ll recognize the techniques the old you taught him, how to cut and peel vegetables. Wanderer does it with ease now, no longer cutting his fingers clumsily as Kabukimono did. He wonders if you’d like his own cooking. Much of his knowledge of cooking came from you. He wants to see your face light up in excitement as you relish and praise him for how good he’s gotten without you. If he cooked you the same foods you ate together from those days, how would you react? If he showed you the comb, would you remember? If you remembered, would you forgive him for how he let you die all those years ago? Wanderer’s mind was overloaded with questions. 

He had gone through unspeakable things, but he was extremely strong now, at least stronger than Kabukimono. Wanderer thinks you’ll never be hurt ever again, not by any Treasure Hoarders, Fatui, Kairagi, Nobushi, Hilichurls, or whatever other monsters Teyvat has to offer. No, so long as he watched over you from afar, you would never be injured. But, he questions himself, does he truly deserve this opportunity? No, the better question was, do you deserve to have to deal with him, with him being the person he is now? You looked perfectly fine without him, oblivious to the way he had been suffering for so long after your death. Oblivious to the sins that coated his hands. At the very least, you didn’t meet him while he was Scaramouche. He probably would not have been a good lover to you back then. Your voice interrupted his thoughts. 

“This is my first time trying Sumeru’s coffee. Is it good?” His chest panged once again at how similar your words were spoken now as compared to a few hundred years ago. Wanderer remembers the exact moment, in the bath when you spoke about trying Sumeru’s coffee with him, as if it was yesterday…

“It’s alright,” Wanderer kept his tone neutral despite his thoughts.

“Oh really? Is it bitter or sweet?”

“Neither, it is a good balance. But… I always ask for mine to be extra bitter,” Wanderer admitted to you. Normally, he would never have even entertained a conversation with a stranger, but in a way, you were not a stranger to him.

“Extra bitter, huh? And that doesn’t bother you? Interesting,” you smiled, gaining interest in the conversation as you leaned in closer to him. “I don’t think I could ever handle that!” Wanderer knew that already. In Tatarasuna, you could never stomach the taste of such bitterness. Another look of realization crossed your face as you giggled to yourself.

“It just hit me, I introduced myself but I never asked you. What’s your name?” You smiled once again beautifully, Sumeru’s sun illuminating your features. Wanderer etched your expression forever into his mind before he spoke.

“Just call me… Hat Guy,” Wanderer did not know why he chose to say that name out of all, and he had to stop himself from cringing at himself.

“H-Hat Guy…?” You repeated. You were dead silent for a few seconds before you erupted in laughter, which sounded oh-so-familiar to him, and made his ‘heart’ sing. Your hand flew to your mouth in an attempt to muffle your giggles. “Ah- ahahaha! I didn’t take you for a guy who likes to joke!”

Wanderer didn’t know how things would go from here, but as the wind carried your laugh away, he felt truly at peace after a very, very long time.

lesson 1. lesson 2. lesson 3. lesson 4. lesson 5. lesson 6. lesson 7. lesson 8. lesson 9. lesson 10. bonus lesson.

[yandere-heaven-nyxie]

SAGAU Imposter AU! But Reader Gets More and More Followers As They Saw How Sentient Teyvat Is To You

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Everything about you is different from any other being, it may not be seen at first glance but if they stare hard enough they can see how sentient Teyvat become whenever you're around it.

How the grass and flowers grows beneath your feet, each of the flowers that grown happily nears you, the sun becomes more gentle with it's everglowing ember surface, the tree shading you and the wind was singing dancing happily just from seeing you.

They knew and recognised you as their One and Only Creator's Beloved Descendants. Their Original Creator may have died a long time ago but their descendants never truly perished just like that because if they do, Teyvat would crumble in grieve and chaos.

The Imposter that claimed to be the Creator was sitting on the golden throne, with some favoured acolytes by their sides. You stood your ground because you knew you're never truly alone, Teyvat is with you. It can feel your emotions, your sadness can cause rain to poor non stop, your anger will make the skies darken and lighting strikes at anyone who dares defies you and your happiness can make the world all more brighter and much colourful than it is from before.

You went into hiding in Sumeru rainforest, that is where Teyvat can connect with you the more easily. The Aranaras surrounds your body, healing you desperately. The golden wounds on your body starts to close up, only leaving golden scars. You were woken up with a soft lullabies from the small forest creatures, "The Golden World has awaken!" it yells but not enough to make you quiver in fear. They are the creature of forest, you knew because of how close you felt to them.

"Hello little one." You smiled softly at it, holding it into your arms and petting it. "Have you found and saved me?' It nodded eagerly. As more Aranara approach you, it introduces itself "This Aranara name's is Arakunti." you giggled at how adorable it is "Hello Arakunti~"

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There were two Rishboland Tigers that you had decided to keep, One was named Lieu and the other was Daru.

They were so cute and Teyvat brought them to you since they knew how you liked felines, regardless if it's big or small. Since they were truly favored by you, they were blessed to ascend as a divine familiar companians for you.

You danced alongside of blue hydro fungis, there were a lot of creatures from the forest surrounding you. Surprisingly the Aranara didn't fight with the Fungis since how calm and happy they are to be with you too. Your hair was decorated with all kinds of flowers.

Nilou who was venturing in the wild for inspiration to gain the favour of her so called "Majesty" was stopped at the sight of you, you danced and sing.. So angelically.

She admires how the viparyas and sumeru roses was braided into your hair, you look just like how she would depict the Goddess of Flowers. The damp root of the rainforest tree broke under her weight, making her slip from her footing and fall out of hiding. This alerted the creatures of the forest, it immediately went into defensive mode and surrounds you protectively.

Nilou was both impressed and scared, Lieu and Daru glowered their eyes making the red haired girl quiver under their fierce hungry gaze.

"Nilou?" Your voice stuttered out..

How? How did an imposter like you, know her name when her own Creator couldn't? She sees how the soft gaze of concern filled your eyes, warmth filled her body. A feeling that feels like she was covered in a warm blanket, safely tucked in like a baby about to put to sleep. It clicked immediately in her working brain,

You are her Creator

Tears began pooling in her eyes, had it finally hit her. For how much you were hunted, tortured and almost killed. When you disappeared so suddenly, the people of Teyvat thought of how you were dead. They even cheered for your death...

"Your Majesty, it's you.." her voice broke, you hesitantly get closer to her. Hugging her being as she cries in the embrace, it hurted her so much at the fact that you were scarred. She cries in grievance and devastation, for how long has she worshipped a false copy of you when the real one was simply mistaken as it.

"Little one, why are you crying?" You voiced your genuine concerned curiousity.

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Cyno, The General Mahamatra. Was at first suspicious of Nilou, why she seems distant and slowly stops trying to gain the favour of their Creator. He noticed the look she gave eventhough it was brief he still noticed it, it was pure anger and loathing. Even he was surprised at the fact that she was capable of such emotions.

Why would she have such gaze, even if he doesn't worship the Creator crazily like other acolytes but he still respect them atleast a bit. He met up with Tighnari, telling the fennec fox about Nilou. How he has a feeling she is doing something behind their back, Tighnari was thoughtful and listens to the general. They agreed to spy secretly on Nilou, recording her movement on where she was going.

Tighnari was surprised when he saw her going deeper into the rainforest, so deep that he was afraid that she might already get bitten off by any of the forest creatures. Cyno and Tighnari looked at eachother and nod, silently following the redheaded woman. Before they could even knew, Many Rishboland Tigers and large fungis surrounding them. They were cornered, at first thinking that it was best to fight them off but now it looks like it's impossible.

Cuts and bruises were everywhere on them, Nilou wasn't there but they were still concerned for the girl. "Your Majesty!" Nilou's voice was concerned but who is she calling your majesty? The animals finally stops attacking them, they were weak and tired.

That's when they finally saw you, stepping in front of the creatures. "Why have you come here?" Your eyes were cautious but it looked like you alraady knew them for a long time. "You. Aren't you the so called imposter?!" Cyno pointed out.

"Watch your mouth, Cyno! You should already know who is the real one already!" Nilou yelled at him, extending her arm in front of you. Eventhough she can't compete with the General Mahamatra, that doesn't mean she won't protect you until she dies.

'What—' he looks around, seeing how the creatures gather around you. none of them was mind controlled, Tighnari can also confirmed that. Their eyes widens at you,

Were they so blind? How long have they been fooled? Who is sitting on that throne, no they never saw Teyvat obey their commands at any point either. They saw how Teyvat goes Against what the one on the throne wanted it to be. Yet they chose to be blind.

This is how sentient Teyvat is to their Creator, Loyal and Unwavering Teyvat.

-Part 1-

(*End*)

[claudemblems]

Stop and Stare | Genshin Impact

Summary: Moments where Alhaitham, Wanderer, Tartaglia, Diluc, and Tighnari stop and admire just how beautiful you are to them (fem!reader).

Notes: I hope this is an enjoyable read. Feel free to suggest any other characters you'd like to see me include next time! 💕

Tagging @seveninchesfrominsanity as requested 💖

Alhaitham finds you standing on one of the many balconies overlooking the sleepy city of Sumeru, your gaze trained not on the sights below but on the heavenly hosts up above. Your eyes are illuminated by the twinkling starlight, and from where he's observing you, the top of the moon sits perfectly above your head like a halo. Alhaitham's breath hitches in his throat, and he finds himself uncharacteristically at a loss for words. He's read an exhaustive list of academic literature, and he's studied and mastered a myriad of languages, but still he fails to find the right words to perfectly describe the beauty he sees right in front of him.

Wanderer is waiting patiently as you gather some wild flowers when he's struck by a mesmerizing sight. A lone petal falls off a nearby sakura tree, drifting in the wind until it finally settles in your hair. Instantly, his eyes grow wide and his porcelain cheeks flush. You have no idea about the petals or how Wanderer is staring at you with an awestruck look on his face, but that's what makes this moment so much more precious. You don't try to make yourself look breathtaking: you just are. Now he's tempted to gather some sakura petals of his own. Perhaps he could fashion them in your hair, if you'll allow him.

Tartaglia is taking you on a tour of his homeland when he stops in his tracks, heart skipping a beat in his chest. You watch in childlike wonder as snowflakes begin to fall around you, covering the already white grounds with a fresh blanket of snow. A smile adorns your face as you try to catch them midair, and Tartaglia discovers that a smile of his own begins to form on his lips, growing wider and wider by the second. With your rosy cheeks and hair glistening with crystals of snow, he wonders for a moment if you're actually an angel. He doesn't deserve you, but he'll spend a lifetime trying to become someone worthy enough of being by your side.

Diluc hadn't expected you to help him pick grapes when he'd invited you over to the Winery, but he was pleasantly surprised by just how much fun work could be when done with someone he loved. The afternoon sun shines on your skin as anemo crystalflies flutter by your hair, leaving glittering trails in their wake. Diluc forgets all about the task he was meant to be doing, too captivated by just how magical you look. You remind him of the many princesses found in the classic fairy tales, always surrounded by animals and nature and described as beautiful beyond compare. Diluc thought that he didn't believe in the idea of true love that those stories proposed, but with you standing here at his side, positively radiant with goodness and light, Diluc knows that you will forever be the object of his affections. He will treasure you until the end of time.

Tighnari has seen many wondrous sights throughout his time as a forest ranger, but all of them pale in comparison to you: his lover, his confidant, and most of all, his best friend. He watches in silence as you stop in the middle of your patrols once more, running off to try to catch an aranara that had crossed your path. It's hard for him not to start laughing at your silly antics. Even with your brows furrowed and lips tugging downwards into a pout, Tighnari still surmises that you're the most ethereal creation in all of Teyvat. Even when the newness of everything else has worn off, you still always manage to steal his breath away. There isnt a single thing about you that he doesn't adore. If only you knew just how much you have him wrapped around your finger. He smiles at the thought, letting a chuckle slip out of him when you return with an aranara tucked into your arms, beaming ear to ear in delight. But if he told you, he thinks, he'd never hear the end of it.

[jymwahuwu]

alani, what if the reader who wants to be one of the sages dream (to be a sage) was rekindled by old classmate of y/n who visited them after they never met. that old classmate heard y/n's location from the researchers that came back from avidya forest and yes, the old classmate went there seeing y/n's and tighnari babies. however when tighnari went to forest while eating with the old classmate, the old classmate told y/n that they can continue studying while they're taking care of a baby. y/n was encouraged but of course, tighnari heard it.

yandere tighnari breeding reader part 1

tw: non-con, yandere, misogyny, forced breeding, kidnapping, pregnancy, breastfeeding

I like this!! it will be a disaster💀😂 and he will remind you not to leave🥺

After recovering from the emptiness and shock of knowing you were pregnant, you lived a safe pregnancy under the care and protection of all the forest watchers. You live in a tree house with Tighnari, and the books you can read are parenting guides, but you do learn more than a thing or two from the forest, including nature, animals, aranara, and more. This is a leisurely life that cannot be experienced in akademiya.

Sometimes, Tighnari sits with you in the forest enjoying the breeze. Tighnari allows you to run your hands into his large tail fur when it gets a little chilly. He loves listening to baby's little kicks and rolls on your belly - which might be really sweet if the reality wasn't him forcing you to get pregnant and keep you in the woods.

Eventually, a baby…no, babies were born. Unexpectedly, not one, but three. You bear not to cry. All three fox cubs are adorable, two of them are more lively and one is quieter. All three of them have similar furry fox ears and tails. Breastfeeding becomes a challenge - Tighnari comforts one while two babies suckle from your swollen breasts. Housework takes up most of your time, and the rest of the time you teach Collei how to read and write, and… and continue to get breeding from Tighnari. He always likes to breed you in different poses - doggy-style, mating press, spoons, etc. He's a little mean in bed.

When the leaves start to turn yellow and orange, a new guest visits avidya forest. It was afternoon, and Tighnari had set off to patrol the forest. Ah, that guest is an old classmate of yours, you both studied together at akademiya and took the same course. You didn't expect him to visit! You're a little scared that your old schoolmate knows about your current life, but it seems he already does.

You know the news has spread in akademiya now.

To entertain old school friends, you cooked sabz meat stew and pita pocket. He chats with you about the latest research and recent events - but you find that seems unfamiliar to you, and you can only nod occasionally in response. He noticed your expression and asked if you want to go back to akademiya and continue your research. "You know what? That scholar used to be a housewife. They've gone back to study linguistics now, and I think you can too." Your eyes widen, a little hope rekindled in your heart. "Re-really? But I have babies to take care of…" He suggested that you can take care of them while studying, or you can go back to akademiya when the babies are older and pursue your dream of becoming a sage.

"May I ask you not to put these irresponsible thoughts in my wife's head?"

Just as you were about to discuss it, you heard a familiar voice. You look up to see Tighnari standing at the door. He was staring at the strange man in the room. "Meddling in other people's lives - the akademiya scholars are getting so disrespectful now. Or are they arrogant to think that family life is not worth going all out for?" The old schoolmate was instantly awkward and overwhelmed. He tried to explain that he didn't mean to be rude, but Tighnari asked him to leave.

After the old classmate leaves, you shudder and explain that you didn't mean to say yes, but it's too late. Tighnari knows you're a little encouraged. Once you discover that this is possible, you will try to leave him again. He has to stop you right here. You obediently go back to bed and spread your legs. His pelvis hits you, burying his dick inside of you. And your whisper like please don't cum inside- please don't- was ignored by him.

[zweetpea]

The Hatchling and The Cursed Princess

For @liuaneee

Once upon a time there was a princess-

“Hold on hold on! That’s so cliche!” Scara had the audacity to interrupt me. Anyway so it all started a long time ago-

“Audacity? This is my love story!”

Excuse you? Boy sit down before I make you sleep on the couch!

Anyway… where was I?

“Not so long ago?” He reminded.

Fine (¬_¬) it wasn’t so long ago. An old witch had been snubbed- really? Not gonna say anything?

“Nah, you’re spitting facts.”

Okay so the old hag had not been invited to the baby shower of the princess. 6 other Mages and their familiars were invited. They all gave the princess lovely gifts.

Venti and the dragon of the Winds gave the princess a beautiful voice. Zhongli and the drake of the Earth gave the princess the gift of loyalty. Nahida and the Aranara of the Flora gave the princess an exceptional mind (both brilliant and wise). Furina and the dragon of the Waters gave her beauty both inside and out. Murata and her dragon of flames gave her strength of will. And The Tsarista and her jester gave her true love.

Everyone was- boy what are you smirking at?

“nothing.” Scara barely tried to hid his smirk. “Hey! Don’t call me out.” He chuckled.

Anyway everyone was laughing and cheering and just when all the gifts had been handed out the Witch of the land far far away had appeared in a cloud of purple mist.

“A party? Without me?” She glared at the king and queen.

“We were very frightened.” Thanks mom. Note the sarcasm.

So the old ugly witch walked over to the king and queen who held their baby. Her familiar the Kitsune of lightning sat on her shoulder. She held out her hand and recited a spell.

“On the girl’s 20th birthday she will prick herself on an Electrograna thorn and die!”

Everyone cried out in horror as she summoned a strike of lightning and disappeared. The king and queen were devastated. They resolved not to loose their baby so they burned all the electrograna in the land and kept their baby under 24 hour surveillance at the castle.

“Because seriously, who decides “oh yeah let’s keep her safe by sending her away where we can’t look after her”?” Scara spitting facts there.

So the princess grew up surrounded by love and protection. One day she met an adorable cat, his fur the color of midnight. “Hello little kitty.” She said and in response the kitty nuzzled his face into her hand. “I’m gonna keep you.” She picks him up and walks into her room. She named the cat midnight after its beautiful black fur.

She’d sneak him lots of fish but after a few days the cat revealed his true form as a young boy around the same age as her.

“please no more fish.” He whined. “No I didn’t!”

Yes you did!

“I do not whine.”

Fine you begged. “I don’t do that either!”

Do you want to tell the story?

“gladly. She fell in love at first sight with me and my awesome powers-”

Okay that’s enough! The cat boy asked for something other than fish.

“acceptable.”

So the princess and the boy snuck through the castle to get the boy some bread and eggs. “Midnight. Why are you human.”

“Mine name isn’t Midnight. It’s… Scaramouche.”

“Nice to meet your Scara.” She shook his hand.

“Nice for you to meet me too princess.” They smiled at each other.

Over the years the two of them became the closest of friends. She watched him study magic. And he would do tricks for her.

Around her 20th birthday-

“Wait wait wait! You’re going to skip 15 years?! But so much happened in that time! The time I almost died falling out of a tree and you caught me. The time I transformed into a black leopard and mauled a guy for kissing you. Your 18th birthday-”

We are not going to mention my 18th birthday.

“You looked pretty in pink lace though.”

Scara! Do not be a perv right now! Anyway it was around the princess’s 20th birthday-

“Okay skip the best part of that day but tell the rest of that story at least!”

The- the best part!? WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE BEST PART!!

“just saying.”

Stop being a perv or get out!

“Okay I’ll stop but tell the rest of the story!”

Okay, okay. “My dear scara comes back today!” The princess cheered as she ran through the halls. He had left three years before to go to this magic academy.

After the “incident” with him-

“the third greatest moment in my life.”

The princess and- third!?

“First is a three way tie between our wedding and the kids births”

So what’s the second?

“Our wedding night.”

Wipe that smirk off your face! Anyway the princess came to properly greet her friend after three years of being apart. Only to find another girl snuggling up to him, he however didn’t look all that pleased to be there.

“Scara? Who’s this?” Her smile was strained.

“I’m Mona. I’m courting him.” She said with a smirk.

“No she’s not!” “Well she wasn’t doing a very good job. I didn’t want her to.”

I know Scara. Anyway the princess smiled at her. “It’s nice to meet you Mona. I didn’t know women could court me.”

“It’s probably not something you need to think about considering you’ll have an arranged marriage. Who’s the viscount you’ll be marrying?” She asked insincerely.

“It’s me- “considering what happened this morning.”

Hey! I’m trying to tell the story.

“Well I remember what I said that day.”

Stop interrupting me! Anyway Scara assured the princess Mona was just a classmate. Barely an acquaintance of his.

Anyway on the-

“You’re not going to talk about how you beat the crap out of Mona when she kissed me?”

I did that to avenge you after her assault.

“It was just a kiss.”

That happened without your consent! That’s assault! Anyway So on the princess’s 20th birthday her parents held a party for her.

“My dear Scara. I do hope you’ll accompany me to my Party tonight.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” He looked away ashamed. “Shut up.”

You did. Anyway the princess responded, “But, I really want to share this moment with you. Mother and Father said that after Tonight I could roam the world as I please. Tonight is my last night in the palace for a while. Plus I want the first face of the night to go to you. Please?”

“Fine.” He said against his better judgment.

“I thought it was worth it when she gave me a hug right after.” Cut it out you cheese ball.

It was later that night and the princess had dressed up in a beautiful purple dress to match Scaramouche’s purple suit. He took her hand in the ball room as many of the older nobles gasped and glared. She didn’t care, she was having the time of her life in his arms. Stop smirking Scara. Anyway after the dance the monarchs tore their daughter away from him.

“Get away from her you monster!” The King yelled.

“Father what are you doing?!”

“Sweetheart you don’t know what you’re doing. This is Kunikuzushi. He’s the son of The Witch Raiden! His mother cursed you to die today!” The king explained.

“Well he’s not her! He didn’t curse me!” She exclaimed. “I want him here!”

“WHY?!” The king exclaimed in terror.

“Because I love him!” The ballroom fell silent upon her declaration.

“I- I should go.” Scara looked down and walked away curling in on himself.

“Scara wait!” The princess called to him but it was too late. She started to run after him, but the guards kept her in place. “Let me go father!”

“You don’t know what you’re doing.”

“I do! I love him! I can’t live without him!” She shouted.

“You said that?” Shut up.

She slipped away from the guards and ran out to look for him. “Scara! Scaramouche! Come back please!” But it was too late. He was gone and she was taken back to her room by the guards.

After a while of the princess crying a woman appeared on her balcony. “My my. What a cute little pet my son has.” She came over to the princess.

“Stay away!” She scooted to the back of her bed.

“tsk tsk tsk. Silly girl I’m here to help. Your father slighted me 20 years ago and when I called him out for it he made up lies about me. Why do you think you’ve never heard anyone tell you about a curse before?”

“I… I don’t know?”

“You said you love my baby, right?”

“I do! I love Scara- Kuni more than anything. More than my own life.”

The witch grinned at this. “Then give me your hand and I shall take you to him.” Without a second thought the princess reached out and took the witch’s hand.

“ow!” She shrieked as the witch revealed a small Electrograna thorn in her hand. The world became dark. The witch cackled as she ran everyone else out of the castle.

A few hours later Scara showed up to save the princess! It wasn’t easy and (he had to kill his mom who’d turned herself into a dragon) but it was worth it in the end.

Until he got to the tower and saw her lying on the ground. He tried an assortment of different spells to revive her. He hadn’t known one had worked and so he held her in his arms and placed one kiss on her lips. A final farewell to his love.

“That’s weak for a first kiss. How about you come over here and give me a proper one?”

“You’re alive!” He exclaimed and hugged her.

“All thanks to you.” She kissed him again.

“Okay why is what I did fine but what Mona did is Assault?” I told you I loved you a few hours beforehand, you had my consent. You always have my consent to kiss me.

Anyway so the King and Queen came back and accepted Scaramouche as one of their own citizens. Then a few months later the two got married.

“And that is how your father and I got together.”

Bonus:

“Happy birthday Mama!” The children cheered in unison. Their mother opened up the box to find a Lolita style pink lacy dress. They had the idea because of what their dad said in the story. However he was referring to different garments at the time, though they’d have no way of knowing that.

Needless to say she was not pleased.

[hitomisuzuya]

AAHHH YOU'RE TAKING REQUESTS!! But first of all, I just wanna say that I adore you and your writing!!

Okay. So, like, just Wanderer coming home late to reader cuddling up w their cat in bed😭 fluff please!!

Wanderer x fem!reader. Fluff. Cat is Scarameow.

Aww, thank you very much, dear ❤️ This request is so cute.

Wanderer sighed heavily as he closed the door behind him. It had been a long day and an even longer night for him. And what made it even worse was that he had to be separated from you the entire time.

That was something like he very much did not like.

He was looking forward to collapsing down in bed with you.

The sight he was met with when he opened the door to the bedroom was one that made him scoff, but also made his chest tighten. There you were, curled up in bed, reading a bedtime story to the cat.

"Tch, are you seriously reading to that thing?" Wanderer scoffed, rolling his eyes as he closed the bedroom behind him.

"Scara!" You chided, looking up at him, "Scarameow is a cat, not a thing." Scarameow hissed a little at Wanderer, making him glare at the cat as he crossed his arms.

Honestly it reminded him of the time that he had called himself a thing. A puppet. And you had firmly told him that he was a person and not a thing.

That he was human.

Wanderer and Scarameow had something of a stand off for a minute before Wanderer crawled in bed. He picked Scarameow up off of your lap. Scarameow hissed, trying to claw at Wanderer.

"Here, take.." You narrowed your eyes at him, daring him to call Scarameow a thing. "...him. He is trying to flay me alive."

"Come here, Scarameow," You cooed, "don't mind the other grumpy cat." You cuddled the cat to your chest, smiling softly when you felt him purring. He was glaring at Wanderer with a look at in his eyes that Wanderer swore read: Ha, I won!

Wanderer rolled his eyes, and rested his head in your lap. "Well," He said, looking up at you, tapping the cover of the book with his finger, "finish the story. What happens?"

Even Scarameow looked up at you expectedly.

You smiled down at them before you continued. "And then the brave desert cat helped the poor, lost foxes find their way back to their mother with the help of the Aranara."

Wanderer could fall asleep to the sound of your voice. He would've happily listened to you read every single word of that silly children's book. He nuzzled his head into your lap, sleepily asking you to read another one.

[monettsuki]

Wanderer headcannons

It will be all fluff so enjoy

He will never admit it but if you bring home a fennec fox, a stray little kitten or even a little bird with an broken wing he will absolutely get attached to the little thing - he at first will say for you to get rid of them as soon as possible but one day you will probably find him with the small animal on top of his chest while he is sleeping on the couch (will deny that ever happened anytime you bring it up and will especially hate it if you bring it up when the two of you are around other people)

Isn't much of a person to give you gifts but when he does he looks away and just hands you the gift - as much as his demeanor wouldn't show he is actually a little bit worried if you'd like his gift or not (he really tried to pick one that will make you happy and to put a smile on your face)

If you're taller than him you won't hear the end of it with the tall person remarks - he will definitely have one for every single situation imaginable and you won't escape them - on the other hand if you're shorter than him he will always be very proud that he is taller than you (if you have the courage go on give him a playful punch or slap and then run for your life because he might try to kill you afterwards)

He absolutely adores reading -yes he might mumble under his breath every now and then while Nahida put forced him to enter the akademiya but hey he isn't complaining if he can just stay in the library and read books on anything he would like - since he is free of the Harbringer lifestyle he is now left with a lot more free time (he will invite you to spend time with him in the library especially close to nightfall since it's emptier and people don't usually come at that time and it's quiet so in his opinion it's a perfect place for the two of you to hang out)

Loves his coffee plain - if you are a person who doesn't usually drink unsweetened coffee or with milk added the first time you'd taste the coffee he drinks it would be extremely bitter as if he is trying to kill you with it - wether you like coffee or not he will prepare your coffee how you like it or even tea if you're not a coffee drinker and he will make sure to sweeten it as much as you would like

The reason why he spends so much time in the forest - especially around Aranaras - its because he hates the heat. You won't find him DEAD in the sumeru deserts or anywhere that the sunlight hits he hates it so bad he won't hesitate to jump in the water directly if he just wants to cool off and sometimes he would pretend he just slipped and fell and then when you would try to help him out he would smirk and just drag you down in the water with him (would definitely start laughing when you look at him with a pouting expression or an annoyed kind of one afterwards)

When the two of you are alone he would definitely be very clingy and would like to hold you in his arms a lot - he would never admit it but to him it feels like he knows you're there with him and you're not gonna leave him in any kind of way - if you're busy he's just gonna keep his head on your shoulder but if the two of you are cuddling he will always love to put his head on your chest so he can hear your heartbeat -its relaxing for him to know that you're alive and well next to him and that he can hold you like that

If he's gone till night hits and he finds you sleep on the couch fully knocked out while waiting for him to come home - he is gonna be happy but a little bit sad as well because he made you exhaust yourself to the point where you fell asleep on the couch so he will most definitely somehow get you to your shared bed and then wrap his arms around you and then kissing your forehead (he is careful not to actually wake you up but if he does he will just shush you and tell you go close your eyes and go to sleep again)

He likes being outside - especially in the forest resting under the trees and enjoying the shade but what he especially hates is people being around him - which is his main reason for not liking to go around Sumeru city much (if you wanna drag him anywhere in the city you'll have to beg a little bit but he will probably refuse until you leave him alone)

Unsurprisingly he will stop to pet stray cats on the street- mainly cats - he isn't much of a dog person so he likes petting the fluffy cats which he comes across day by day - if you have a camera he might let you take photos of him havin fun with the cats but if you dare to show those photos to anyone that camera gets confiscated in the next moment possible (you can try to run but you won't make it too far)

If you like eating sweets he will buy them for you or carry some in his pockets - whenever he wants to cut you off while you're talking he will just take a candy out of his pocket and feed it to you while having the biggest smug smirk on his face and no remorse for interrupting you (another option would be to kiss your cheek or just suddenly hug you and give you a peck on your lips then to start walking as if nothing happened while you're a bit stunned

he can be really silent at times which means he absolutely loves to startle you - he will just show up behind you while you're organizing something or doing whatever and just slither his arms around your waist while putting his head on your shoulder - when he sees that he startled you he will laugh a little bit before apologizing if you start to hit him in a playful matter (sometimes he will catch your wrist with his hand and kiss your hand in a gentleman manner just to mess with you and stop you from rambling how he shouldn't scare you like that)

in the early situation in which the two of you aren't living together and he can't sleep he will most likely show up at your house in the middle of the night - he will look at you with that expression that looks like he is a sad cat and then you'd drag him inside your home and hugging him while he places his head on your shoulder (he doesn't let many people see this more vulnerable part of himself so you should be happy he lets himself be more vulnerable around you) also finds your presence to be very comforting for him

That's all goodbye💙

[dreamingcloudie]

❛❛ Moments Like These ❜❜

✎ ❛❛ I adored these little moments with you, dove. ❜❜

Pairing(s): Dottore x GN!Reader

Genre/Format: Fluff (oneshot)

Warning(s): None! Just some cute fluff :)

wc: ~1.4k

Notes: AHH THANK YOU SM ❄️ANON FOR SHARING THIS IDEA WITH ME ♡ I'm sorry I couldn't fit the whole ask in here >_< But yes I absolutely agree with you!! Villians being soft for their darlings is just UGH 😫👌💕 I'll also consider doing the other one ^^ I hope I did soft Dottore justice here.

I know I said I'm doing drabbles but I love this and I couldn't help myself-

Please enjoy! Any feedback is greatly appreciated ♡

Dottore working days after days without rest was not something new to you. You tried to convince him to go to rest multiple times but he would just brush you off. Telling you that his body could function perfectly fine without sleep. You were concerned about his health, of course. But there was also another motive. Sleeping in your shared bed without him made you feel lonely. You missed falling asleep in his arms as he whispered sweet nothings to you. You also missed the warmth he would give off when the both of you cuddle. You just missed being in his presence in general. Then one day, you thought of a genius idea.

If he couldn’t come to you, then you would go to him.

The first time you went into his lab at 1am it confused him. Why were you going to his work place in the middle of the night with a blanket, a book and hot drinks? He was hesitant to let you stay at first. Both because he was not used to people watching him as he worked, and sometimes his experiment might go south and he was afraid it would result in hurting you. But so far, nothing has happened. He always made sure to work on a project that’s safe enough for when you were around. The more you stayed, the more he began to find himself enjoying your company; the soft noises of you turning the pages of a book and the sigh you would let out occasionally after taking a sip of your hot tea. He found them to be quite therapeutic.

And today was just like one of those days. Dottore was drowning himself in his mountain of work as usual. You went to prepare two cups of coffee for the both of you. And to surprise him, you decided to make cute little faces of Aranaras out of microfoam milk. While you were deciding which book to take with you, you asked one of Dottore’s clones if he could go grab you some clean blankets. The clone soon came back with some fluffy ones. As a reward, you gave him a little peck on his cheek and chuckled as you watched him walk away with a giddy smile. Doing all of these were tiring. But you wouldn’t mind it though. In fact, you enjoyed it because you get to get comfy with your lover.

You knocked on the doors to the lab before going in. As you were about to greet Dottore, however, you noticed something was different.

“Uh, dear? What is a couch doing here?”

Upon hearing your arrival, Dottore stopped his work and turned to you.

He observed you as your facial expression turned into a gleeful one. Satisfied with himself, he mentally gave himself a little pat on the back.

“I figured you’d ask.” He gave you a little smirk before he continued. “Everytime when you fall asleep on my office chair, you’d wake up and complain about getting back pain.”

He then gestured to the couch. “So, to make your stay here a little more comfortable for you. I decided to make some adjustments.”

“You did this for me?” You were happy. No. More than happy. The thought of Dottore doing something as simple as this made you feel loved. Not that he didn’t love you already.

“Why of course. My love deserves the best, afterall.”

You put the blankets onto the couch and went over to give Dottore a kiss on his lips. Before you could fully pull away, he quickly dived in and got another one from you.

“I deserve more than just one kiss, no?” He whispered into your ear. You giggled as you felt ticklish from his breath. “Yes, yes you do,” you replied before putting down two mugs of coffee onto his work desk and getting comfy on the chair beside him. He picked up his mug and was about to drink it when he noticed the tiny face on it.

“Is that an Aranara?”

“Yup, I thought it’d look cute so I added them.”

“Mmm, fascinating. Didn’t know you are an artist yourself.”

The joyful chatter soon faded into silence as Dottore had to focus on his work once more. Oftentimes, others would find the silence to be unnerving. Especially if you were with a man that could kill you in seconds. For you though, it was a nice feeling. The both of you weren’t necessarily doing anything together. But neither of you would complain as you feel content by just being near each other.

You were reading your book as he busied himself with mixing some chemicals together. Moments later, you found a joke maybe Dottore would like.

“Hey ‘ttore,” you called him, trying your hardest to hold your laugh in.

“Hm?”

“Someone once told me a pun about amnesia, but I’ve forgotten how it goes.”

He stopped what he was doing as he thought about your joke. Once he processed it, he just stared at you with a deadpan look while you were laughing hysterically. You assumed that he might somewhat liked it when you saw the corners of his lips lifted up a bit. Little did you know, he didn’t find the joke funny at all. Matter of fact, he thought that was the stupidest thing he has ever heard. Rather, it was the sight of you being a ball of sunshine in his eyes. These were one of the things he cherished the most. To be able to find solace in your company along with your melodic laughter.

After he was done running some tests with the chemicals. He sat on a chair next to yours and started working on his paperwork. As you take your occasional glances at him, you notice how he would shiver ever so slightly.

“Dear, are you cold?” You asked.

“Me? Cold? Pfft. No. I’ve been in Snezhnaya for a long time now. To the point where my body can handle the cold even when I’m naked.”

You knew he was lying when his words followed up with another shiver of his didn’t go unnoticed by you. So you went to the couch and gave him a blanket anyway.

“I told you, dove. I am not cold,” he said and yet, he made no effort to take the blanket off him.

“Sure you aren’t.” You gave him a little smooch on his cheek before going back to your seat. Not aware of the heart eyes he was giving you. (Which he didn’t even notice himself.)

Flipping through the pages of the book again, you were reading a scene where a scientist was performing a surgery on his patient. Wanting to hear your lover’s voice. You decided to ask him how accurate the scene was. He sat still for a while before giving you his lengthy explanation.

“--and that’s how Chloroform was supposed to work! These books are unreliable. Maybe you should read something else–” he turned to you but only to find that you had fallen asleep. He looked at the clock on the wall and it was 5am already. He didn’t even realize how tired he was until he went to check on you. Tugging a strand of your hair behind your ear. He gave your nose a little peck.

“I put a couch in here for a reason…” He sighed, but he wasn’t annoyed.

‘Maybe taking a little break won’t hurt,’ he thought to himself.

Putting his arms under your sleeping self, he gently lifted you up and went toward the couch. Making sure that he wouldn’t wake you up before placing you on it. He then took his mask off and laid you right on top of him, using a blanket to cover the both of you.

It was moments like these with you, he wasn’t afraid to let his walls down. Just like he was there for you, you were there for him as well.

Dottore knew that he wasn’t the kind of guy that would just openly tell you he adored you. Sometimes though, he wished he was because you deserve someone who could just tell you they love you whenever and not be awkward about it. But he wasn’t, and that’s okay.

It was him that you fell in love with, afterall.

The room was soon filled with the sound of your snores. Slipping away into your sweet, comforting dreamlands as the golden rays outside of the window slowly bestowed upon your cuddled up figures.

[jellifizz]

WAAAIT HEAR ME OUT ON THIS. BIG BROTHER SCARA WHO DOES EVERYTHING FOR HIS YOUNGER SIBLING.

this is very obviously not in character, mentions of injuries!!

includes stuff from both scara and wanderer since theyre the same person

gn!child!reader x big brother!scara, reader and scara aren't exactly related but they live together so

(PLATONIC...)

not proofread :3

he would literally die for you. he would do anything.

some kid at school is bullying you? he just went to have a 'talk' with them. (i mean he kinda did sjnce the kid who bullies you came to apologize to you the next day, but they look a little more bruised than usual..)

he tucks you into bed at night and lets you sleep in his room whenever you have nightmares

since scara calls the aranara "walking cabbages", you've gotten into the habit of doing it too since he calls them it so often

he sometimes tells you some of his stories he learbed from the villagers when he was kabukimono

doesn't let you wander sumeru alone since it's a pretty big place and you could get lost easily

whenever you stay at vanarana you usually hang out with the aranaras and he finds that absolutely adorable but would never let that show

err thats it because i dont know what else to write lmao😭😭

[aticklishpercivalwriter]

Golden Nara Reunited in Dreams

Link to Art (credits go to original artist(s) as always!): Aether & Lumine

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Request: yassupmyhomies: hi. can i do a request if they are available??? <3 lee!aether and ler aranaras, the little adorable mushrooms 💕

Summary: Aether returns to Sumeru and goes to the Tree of Dreams where the Aranaras give him a ticklish, dreamy sleep and a moment with his sister.

A/N: This was kind of difficult to write since I’m not sure how I would write the Aranaras tickling humans, but I hope I did them justice. From left to right (top row down), the Aranaras are Aramani, Aranishat, Aralila, and Aragaru. Enjoy! 

Word Count: 1277 Also on AO3!

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Aether was lying near the Tree of Dreams in the dream world of Vanarana looking at the tree’s majestic beauty. He glided his hand through the clear, glowing water surrounding the tree, looking at the tree’s reflection and his own golden one. He always comes to this place when he is in Sumeru to enjoy the peace and tranquility it brings. He also knows it is a safe place with the Aranaras around, so he can rest peacefully. 

“It’s good to be back here again,” he whispered, afraid to break the tranquil peace.��

He rolled on to his back, removing his boots before reaching out towards the starry particles surrounding him. 

“It’s always so peaceful and quiet here.”

He took a deep breath in and let it out, stretching out his body on the soft grass before nuzzling his cheek into his arm.

“I can finally rest,” he yawned out. “Just for…a little…while.”

He immediately fell asleep as his exhaustion caught up to him, his breaths evening out as starry particles landed on him. 

From the shadows and shrubbery, a group of Aranaras emerged and waddled over to his figure. The group consisted of Aramani, Aragaru, and Aranishat as they examined his figure.

“Is Golden Nara asleep?” Aramani asked. 

Aragaru poked Aether’s cheek. “Golden Nara is asleep, but something doesn't feel right.”

“Lumine…” Aether murmured, his hands clenched tightly and body tense. 

“Golden Nara is talking in his sleep.”

“Please,” he cried softly. “Don't turn your back on me.” 

“Golden Nara is sad,” Aranishat started. “Golden Nara needs happiness.”

Aether withered on the ground as tears fell from his eyes. 

“I miss you.”

The Aranaras couldn't bear to see their Golden Nara in pain like this and formulated a plan amongst themselves. 

“I will dispel the bad dreams in Golden Nara,” Aragaru spoke. “Aramani and Aranishat, help Golden Nara be happy.” 

Aragaru started to gather the starry particles from the Tree of Dreams and Aether, causing a dull gold color to emanate from them. 

Aramani turned to Aranishat. “How do we make Golden Nara happy?”

Aranishat danced around and waddled over to Aether’s exposed side. 

“While Aranishat and Aralila played hide-and-seek with Golden Nara, Aralila found out that Golden Nara was ticklish.”

Aramani went next to Aranishat to watch him. “Aramani doesn’t understand. What is ticklish?”

“Golden Nara explained it to Aranishat and Aralila. It makes Nara happy and laugh with specific touches. Like this.”

Aranishat traced random patterns on Aether’s side, making his mouth quirk up in a little smile. 

“Golden Nara isn’t laughing,” Aramani observed. 

“The touches need to be more ticklish. Do what I do.”

Aramani followed Aranishat’s lead and started to swipe Aether’s side alongside Aranishat. Aether’s mouth curled into a smile as he started to giggle. 

“Hehehehehe…” 

“Golden Nara is giggling,” Aramani jumped around, the softness of their body rubbing his side causing him to snort. 

“Nehehehe! snort. Hehehehe!”

The particles overhead glowed a more vibrant gold in response to his giggles.

“That’s it,” Aragaru said. “Keep going. Golden Nara is becoming happier.”

“Aramani is going to one of Golden Nara’s armpits.”

Aramani fluttered their flowery top and poked the crevice between Aether’s armpit and top of his ribs making him cackle.

“HeheheHahAHAHAha! Fluhuhuffehehey!”

“Aranishat is going to Golden Nara’s feet then.”

Aranishat slid their little arms over Aether’s socked feet, aiming for the balls of his feet. 

“AhahaHAhahaHAhehehe!” he squeaked in his sleep. “TihiHIhickleHEs!”

Other Aranaras started to show up as they heard Aether’s giggles and laughter echo throughout Vanarana. Among them, Aralila joined in, climbing on top of Aether’s tummy and scuttling their little feet over his tum as others went to draw on his sides. 

“HAHAHahaHAhahaha! IhihIHIT TIHIhickles!” he was beginning to stir, causing everyone to stop, while Aragaru strained with purifying his dreams. 

“Don’t wake Golden Nara! Aragaru also needs some help with the dreams.”

Some Aranara joined in helping Aragaru, while the others either tickled Aether or watched.

“Ahahahaha!” he laughed softly as the Aranara aimed for his spots with less intensity. “Why sohohoho tihihihicklish?”

The particles were beginning to shine as bright as the sun and the Aranaras knew the finale was coming. 

All the Aranaras put their power into purifying Aether’s dreams and bringing happy laughter out of him. 

Aragaru was doing the finishing touches for the particles, Aramani, Aranishat, Aralila, and the other Aranara danced along his figure bringing bright, sweet laughter out of him.

“HAHAHAhahaha! WahahaHAHAIT! WHahahat’s HAHAhapeHENNing!?”

A bright light washed over everything before everything went dark. 

—

“Aether…Aether…Aetherrr,” a female voice spoke. 

“Mmph?” Aether rose up and wiped at his eyes before a pair of hands came into view and an outfit that he remembers so clearly. 

“Lumine?!”

His voice cracked as he took her hands and she pulled him up. He immediately embraced her in a hug, crying. 

“I-I missed you,” he sobbed. 

“I missed you too, brother,” she said, rubbing his back. 

“H-How can you be here?” he asked, wiping his eyes. 

“I’m just a memory,” she answered. 

“But, you feel so real,” he said, examining her more closely. 

“The Aranara and Sumeru itself have a way with memories, I guess,” she replied. “Whatever happened after Sumeru, I don’t know. You have to talk with the real me.”

“I’ve been trying to search for you,” Aether started, both of them sitting down and Aether lying in Lumine’s lap. “But you never showed yourself, except in Mondstadt, where you were…not the same.”

Lumine, who was running her hand through his hair, paused and looked down at him. 

“Not the same?”

“Yeah, you were…” Aether was choking up, recalling the memory. “...with the Abyss.”

A surprised expression came over her face before her brows furrowed in thought. 

“The Abyss…Why would I be…?”

“That’s what I’m trying to find out. I want you back just like the old times when we traveled long long ago.”

“Oh, Aether,” Lumine embraced him. “I know you will find the real me.”

“What if you never return back to yourself?” 

“Don’t think like that,” she said, flicking him in the forehead. “I’m sure I will return to my previous self. I’m sure the real me has a memory of you. The sweet brother that always protects me and denies that he is the most ticklish sibling. Say, are you still ticklish?”

Lumine scribbles her fingers against his neck, making him let out surprised giggles. 

“Luhuhuhumine!”

“Still ticklish as ever it seems.”

“Nohoho teheheasing!”

“Alright, alright.”

They bask in each other’s presence before Aether lets out a yawn. 

“Sleepy?”

“Yeah, but I don’t want to sleep and then wake up without you.”

“I’ll always be here, brother. A memory will always live on. You can always ask the Aranaras to help you reach me again. Get some rest.”

“Okay. Bye Lumine.”

“Bye Aether. This isn’t goodbye forever, remember that.”

Aether let his eyes fall shut, feeling Lumine’s hands run through his hair once again, until he fell asleep.

—

When Aether woke up, the memory of Lumine was nowhere to be seen. He stretched and looked around to find Aramani, Aragaru, Aranishat, and Aralila looking at the Tree of Dreams. 

“Oh! Nice to see you all.”

They turned around and waddled over to him. 

“Golden Nara is awake!” Aramani exclaimed. 

“Is Golden Nara happy?” Aranishat asked. 

“Yeah, I’m happy. Just a little hungry.”

“Follow us, Golden Nara,” Aragaru said. “We have a meal for you.”

The Aranaras beckoned him to follow them, making him chuckle. 

“Okay okay. I’m coming,” he said, following them.

He looked back at the Tree of Dreams before whispering under his breath, “I’ll find you, Lumine. No matter what it takes.”

“Golden Nara!”

“I’m coming!”

[alitheakorogane]

Absolutely adore your imposter au story.

Love Venti’s portrayal, side note am I the only one who thinks it would be extremely difficult for the archons to attack you?

Like with Ei one of the important part sog her story is the fact she had an identical twin sister, I feel like that would play a huge part in Ei’s reaction to “imposter” MC. Honestly would just assume a similar situation to her.

Zhongli I can kinda see him attacking? But depending on how the writer plays with the story. We know this man is dedicated to contracts so unless he has a contract with the Creator to attack any lookalikes (dumbass move on Creater imo) I don’t think he would attack. Be hostile yeah but not attack.

Thank you for your appreciation of my Imposter AU fic, messages like these were one of my motivations for continuing on writing them.

Yes, I have thought about that when I think about what to do with the Archons in my SAGAU fics, especially Imposter AU. I even had plans to do some similar ideas regarding the Archons, but Venti will be the focus for now.

I believe that canon Zhongli and Ei would act differently than what they were portrayed in the SAGAU fics, unless there is a huge catalyst that affects the characters' personalities, if the existence of the Almighty Creator of Teyvat (aside from the Primordial One) affects the canon lore.

I'm pretty sure other Archons would react differently to this, especially the Tsaritsa, she may have used the MC's influence as a catalyst for her plans against Celestia. Focalors may be trying to put the MC into divine trial, trying to see the MC is a real one and if they are a threat to Celestia. Murata would probably challenge the poor MC to a duel and possibly had some friendly combat.

Nahida would definitely use the Irminsul to find ways to get the MC home and let them stay at Sumeru City while they are stuck in Teyvat. She's too kind and innocent, she may have invited the MC to play hopscotch with her and the Aranara.

Unless a contract was set, Zhongli would never attack the MC without a reason unless they have become a threat to his nation. Also, Raiden Ei would probably see the MC as a threat to her quest to Eternity at first, but if she just hears the MC's plight for one moment, she may stop the Raiden Shogun from killing the MC and may have given the MC the mercy she usually never gave to others.

Actually, I have two huge concepts currently working right now: the Corrupted Game SAGAU and the Reader Protection Squad. Both had different approach on how the characters, especially the Archons, treated them when the MC looked like the Divine Creator.

In the Corrupted Game SAGAU, a computer virus attacking the game's new feature was the reason why some characters, especially six of the the seven Archons, have hostile interactions with the protagonist, while the Reader Protection Squad is just the regular Imposter SAGAU, but with more people helping the MC in searching for them to find their way back home.

[m1d-45]

hi i have more idea (　･ิω･ิ)

i am writing this at 4am so apologies for the holes but anyway

so i've seen a few fics where the creator grants someone's wish or cures someone's illness or something as proof of their divinity

what if we flipped it around though? it is often expressed in fiction that divine intervention offsets the natural order of the universe. thus, i bring you this:

creator!reader arriving in teyvat first and being recognized and placed on the throne.

however, as much as it pains you to do it, you must strictly abide by one single rule: god must not meddle in the affairs of mortals.

prayers go unheard, pleas unanswered.

one day, a being who bears a striking resemblance to the creator emerges from seemingly out of nowhere, granting wishes left and right.

suddenly farmers are seeing healthier crops, clinics finding themselves empty.

you're skeptical. suspicious. not just anyone is capable of such a feat. just who is this person—no, entity?

the divine call it an abuse of power. mortals call it a miracle.

people begin to question the validity of your identity. why is it that this mysterious being who, unfortunately for you, happens to look exactly like you holds so much power that they've never seen you demonstrate?

naturally, people's faith in you begin to waver.

for all they know, you could be a fake. masquerading as their god to gain their adoration and devotion.

and eventually your very own people begin to turn on you.

- death loop anon

ohhh, that’s interesting!

gods don’t intervene with mortal affairs, after all, and the idea of reader being like “you want them? fine.” and then promptly fucking off to like sumeru to play w the aranara is hilarious.

after all, their creator is a benevolent god, right? they should heal the ill and cure disease, not just sit there, right?

(they would have died anyway, your healing would have just prolonged the inevitable. better to die naturally than be suspended by the divine, less human than you were before.)

and this new ‘god,’ they fit the bill so much better! deeply intertwined with the people of teyvat (can’t you see it’s manipulation?) and (seemingly) emotionally invested, outright hostile towards you for your callousness and aloof nature.

(they’ll find out. they’ll know eventually. those they’ve cured are alive by corruption, taking a poison as a cure.)

but what do you know, right? you’re just the god of all, just the one that created the disease your people suffer from. what do you know of medicine or society, you who have crafted those very concepts by hand? what do you know of empathy or compassion, you who gifted humans with this ability eons ago?

what do you know, you who leaves in exile, you who hardly puts up a fight—and surely never cared at all?

the archons beg you to stay, not to leave them under the jurisdiction of whatever that is that’s wearing your face, but you wave them off with a smile.

“i’ll return,” you promise, hand twitching slightly as yet another of your beloved creations falls to the fraud’s toxins. “they are unsustainable.”

“then why not stop them now? why not prove your point and make your move first, why let the world suffer?”

“isn’t this what they wanted? who am i, to say what they need, hm? i am no dictator. i am not both judge and jury, nor executioner. if the people cry for a slow death, then i will not deny them.”

“please, divine one… you know as well as us that they are misguided. give us time-“

“to do what, barbatos? we have tried to convince the people of the truth. if they turn a blind eye to the long-term in favor of short moments of bliss, then… well, then i suppose that’s a fault in my design.”

“do not blame yourself for their fallacies-“

“i’m not. i’m just a bit disappointed they haven’t put it together yet. humans are bright people, and yet so… is egotistic the word?”

“selfish?”

“no, not selfish… ah, no matter. this will be resolved within a millennium, of this you have my word.”

“…and if it isn’t?”

“then i will intervene myself. you have nothing to fear.”

“my god…”

“all will be well in the end, kusanali. i will not forget this promise. if the imposter isn’t driven out of the people’s accord, then i shall do so myself.”

[kavzz]

As of late, Padisarah has been taking inspiration from Kaveh’s looks and demeanor. Sometimes, Padisarah attempts to scold Alhaitham when he’s staying up too late reading, or scolds Kaveh when he gets home too late from the tavern.

This time, Kaveh was simply working on commissions before he heard a soft pitter-pattering toward the door.

It was Padisarah…in a mini version of Kaveh’s cape.

“Meep! Work…too hard!”

Padisarah pulled his pant leg, trying to drag him away from the desk. It’s feet slid, struggling to pull him.

“Meeeeep!”

@thesmallaranara

Kaveh looks down at the little aranara, turning to face the critter in attempts to convince it to stop its antics of trying to pull him away.

"You've got my attention, bud.."

After a moment, he finally notices the new edition to Padi's appearance. Causing him to almost immediately turn into an adorant parent.

"Aww! When did you get that sweetheart? You like just like me with it.."

He pauses for a moment, picking the little aranara up to set it on his desk so that they could be eye level,

"Or..actually, you need one more thing.."

The architect hums, taking his feather out of his hair to put it in a little crease of the mushroom cap that covered the critter's head.

"There you go! Just like mama..."