#Genshin Impact x OC

[eternadreeblissa]

I wanna hold him in my arms, sing him lullabies, and give him my love.

[v3lv3tf0x]

Hello! I saw you do x oc as well and I was wondering if you could do wanderer x my oc, all my info about her is here:

https://www.tumblr.com/amiaaaaaq/739060692146159616/about-my-oc-amia?source=share

Just like a cute fluff scenario of them looking at the stars and holding hands and cuddling

(bonus if it gets suggestive at the end hehehe)

This was cute! I wasn't quite sure how to end it, but I hope you like it!

Amia snuggled closer to Wanderer, soaking in the softness of his skin, the grass tickling her bare skin when it moved with the gentle breeze. Wanderer’s fingertips traced patterns absentmindedly onto the back of her hand as they gazed up at the night sky.

     “You know it’s not real, right?” He murmured into her hair. 

     “It’s still pretty,” Amia rolled her eyes with a sigh. She felt Wanderer shrug slightly and sighed again.

     “Just enjoy it, it’s nice.” She took a deep breath, eyes fluttering shut. Wanderer stayed silent, moving to trace patterns onto her arm. Amia shifted slightly, resting her head more comfortably on his shoulder, wrapping an arm around his waist. Wanderer gave a huff of faux annoyance, patting her back.

     “Do you know any songs?” Wanderer asked. Amia blinked.

     “Some. Why?”

     “You should sing something,” Wanderer suggested, earning a giggle.

     “Alright.” Amia cleared her throat and softly began to sing a lullaby she recalled from a few centuries ago. Her voice floated on the breeze, a simple melody complimented by the occasional birdsong and rustling of leaves.

     “That’s an old one,” Wanderer mused when she finished.

     “You’re an old one,” Amia huffed, poking him in the side. Wanderer squirmed away, grabbing her arm and glaring at her halfheartedly. She smirked up at him, eyes gleaming mischievously.

     “Don’t.” Wanderer snapped. Her other hand shot up and poked him in his stomach, her fingers wiggling, making him arch away from her, dropping her other hand. She used the opening to pin him down and hold his arms above his head, continuing to tickle him relentlessly, giggling as he struggled, threatening her between breathless laughs.

     “You’re too easy.” Amia decided to let him go, sitting back with a giggle. Wanderer sat up, gasping for air, eyes narrowed.

     “That wasn’t fair, I wasn’t prepared,” he scoffed, reaching to grab her leg, yanking her down beneath him. “Your turn.”

[sh1-n0bu]

Love letter event thing 🥀

Dear kazuha (genshin impact FWB)

Hello! It's Amia! I miss you so much and I wish you were here with me, actually I wish I could stay with you but I'm too scared to be traveling all the time...

Actually it's probably because my entire body hurts most of the time, but when I'm with you I feel like it's gone...

It's time for me to go now! Next time I see you in going to hug you okay?

Sincerely, Amia

𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜! 𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙪’𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙡 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙚!

to: keadehara kazuha from genshin impact

as a wandering samurai who has few close connections all over teyvat, it was no surprise that kazuha would receive a letter. not that he gets letters that much or often, he doesn’t. but the truth that he still has people over teyvat that care for him and that he cares for in return is undeniable.

sometimes, he would receive a letter here and there from the ones at the kamisato clan. more specifically, the siblings who are currently the head of the clan alongside the housekeeper. those three were the ones who helped him out greatly during the vision hunt degree, to which he is still incredibly thankful for till this day.

there’s also the traveler and paimon, both great friends of the anemo vision holder that he frequently exchanges gifts, wonders and letters with. they would write to him of their latest adventure and he would write back his own. there are also ones at mondstadt, fischl and mona, who he befriended when they got stranded on the weird island. there’s also xinyan as well, someone who’s from liyue harbor.

but there’s also another one. someone who has the closest yet also the most complicated relationship with. it was precisely during one of his moments of simply wondering what this person was doing, writing haikus about her, did a letter from her arrive. talk about perfect timing. so, with a knowing smile and a sense of growing longing in his heart, the samurai picked up a paper and a brush, dipping it in ink as he writes back his own reply.

“dear amia,

hello again old friend. it’s safe to say that i miss you as well. each time i come across something that reminds me of you in my travels, i just end up writing yet again another haiku about you. my travels have been filled with adventures, new friends along the way and the occasional getting drunk with captain beidou ( ´ ▽ ` ).

i have come across many new wonderful things in my travels, amia. most of them being new types of foods and snacks. i have found all sorts of innovative ways to make delicious, sugary goods from the most basic of ingredients. i’ll be sure to make them for you when we meet again.

and as for your health, please be sure to take good care of yourself. you tend to get sick easily and i wish to stay beside you a little bit more to look after you. alas, you have told me your wishes of not being the one to stop me from traveling and i’m forever grateful that you understand my desire to travel from one place to the other. one of these days, i will definitely settle down. and perhaps then, we can make things official.

with love, kazuha

side note; i would really love to accept those hugs(●’◡’●)ﾉ”

[one0p1nk]

// I’ve been grinding in my world- but I also kept loving,,,-

// I might end up drawing more-

[irooofficial]

I KNOW I KNOW I SAID I'D POST THE ART OF KEUYA 'N KAZU TO ONE OF MY FAVOURITE ARTISTS... but i got major art block halfway through:C

so, instead, i offer the cover for a possible series.. tehehe

'em.. yeah it's a modern au. won't just be kazu 'n keuya either, so that's a plus, right?

@hashbrowpn ໒꒰ྀི ๑>///๑ ꒱ྀིა

All rights reserved to @irooofficial ; 2024. Do not copy, translate, or use without explicit permission.

[dazaisdior]

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

featuring — scaramouche, luma (oc)

summary — scummy scara & cecilia academy’s goddess. (headcanons)

warnings — scaramouche x oc, scummy scara, perverted tendencies, intimate photos taken without knowledge, luma’s secretly a perv too, smut written by a minor, non-binary!oc with female attributes

messages from the galaxy — ok so this is my take on scummy scara with luma. might write one as x reader for no fucking reason. but if i see some shit saying like ‘he’s mine’, i’ll delete ur comment bc it makes me uncomfy, also i’ll delete the whole post if i see the same thing in reblog tags. also im not comfortable with aspects such as non-con so it might not be as perverted as you’d like :( also just so that ppl can read for self-indulgence i won’t tag this as scummy scara

✰— scummy!scara who fell for luma the second he saw them

✰— scummy!scara who got home at night and stalked their instagram

✰— scummy!scara who jerked off to photos showing their cleavage

✰— scummy!scara who starts following luma around, slipping his phone under their skirt and snapping a photo, he was so quick with it too

✰— scummy!scara who corners every guy who flirts with luma, telling them to fuck off

✰— scummy!scara who somehow manages to change the dorms to that he could be their roommate

✰— scummy!scara who boldly walks around in nothing but a pair of boxers to tease luma, seeing their flustered expression and looking away was something he constantly fisted his cock to

✰— scummy!scara who is walked in on by luma, getting off and their name seeping from his mouth

✰— scummy!scara who notices luma’s eyes completely trained on his wet cock, twitching in his hand

✰— scummy!scara who whimpers out a ‘please, help me’, he sounded so cute, of course luma had to comply

✰— scummy!scara who receives the most immaculate head from them

✰— scummy!scara who now sneaks into their room at night, skimming his long, slender fingers up and down their thighs, waking them up completely

✰— scummy!scara who pleads how much he needs them, rutting his hips against theirs

✰— scummy!scara who finally slips it in, feeling pure bliss as their tight walls clamped around him

✰— scummy!scara who fucks them until morning, reducing them to a quivering, sobbing mess as he lives out his long-awaited dream

diorlumx productions, 2023

[sxaras]

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓

hello welcome ! my name’s luma and welcome to my genshin impact selfship event. the theme is the 2024 lantern rite! take your f/o’s to liyue and celebrate this years lantern rite with them! at the time of posting this, the complete lantern rite is not out yet. but you are more than welcome to create your own events/wait until the complete event is out. established relationships or mutual pining are completely okay! i hope you enter and enjoy this event! happy writing!

just send an ask with your oneshot/drabble title & f/o(s) if you want to join !

the rules for this event are as follows:

this is a selfship event. if you are against selfships, please dni.

proshippers dni.

no nsfw (suggestive is okay, please note i am a minor (17), i won’t be offended if you do not want to interact with me because of this rule).

word count does not matter.

selfships with my main f/o’s (Xiao and Scaramouche) and my f/o’s in general are alright to enter despite me not being comfy with sharing them. i want to be as inclusive as possible!

oc’s and self inserts are allowed.

the event will end when the patch 4.4 ends, i.e. when the lantern rite event ends. but extensions are more than welcome! just let me know!

have fun! this is to hopefully cause some happiness and joy within yourself and i hope i can provide that with this event!

participants !

FEEL LIKE I AM BREATHING — xiao, scaramouche | @sxaras

[intothegenshinworld]

☆ Constellation Genesis

The idea || The follow up ideas

PLAYLIST

》PRELUDE: An Enactment of Genesis

PROLOGUE || The Outlanders

》ACT I: The Divine Sovereignty of Gods

C1 || The Legend of a Creator

C2 || The Tale of Primo Deus

C3 || The Era of Falsus Deus

© intothegenshinworld || © starlight anon . Do not copy, repost, translate or take heavy inspiration from my content. Thanks for reading.

[beuhakkaka]

When I get the motivation I will be continuing the Scara comic, but for now take Venti being a dork and Annora being in love!

Oh also normal sized au-?!?!?!??!?! Crazy.

[v3lv3tf0x]

hihi so im interested in a request because i never see anyone write for ocs so i kinda got really excited. scara x my oc pleas 🙏🙏

heres some images of my beautiful baby girl(she is 27)

shes 5'2(157.4 cm)

her names skull and shes a popular and admired magician in Snezhnaya but she also works as a fatui harbinger which is something common folk dont know. Her rank in the fatui is rank delphic because no one, not even herself, knows her limits. She's hydro catalyst, but if she's feeling extra then shes also good at using at a scythe.

so her personality is likeee the average extrovert, but around scara shes like nagatoro if you know that character 🧍 she just loves annoying him. She can also be extremely unhealthily obsessive.

for the genre i want it to be silly but hints at nsfw at the end- but no full nsfw.

I wasn't sure what you wanted me to write or how their dynamic is, so I kind of took it into my own hands. If it's wrong, please let me know! I hope I did your girl some justice, though!

Scaramouche watched with a bemused expression as Skull set loose yet another flock of colorful birds from seemingly nothing. The crowd cheered loudly, tossing coins, gems, and flowers onto the stage, showering the girl with wealth he knew she didn’t need. Her skirt twirled as she swung her arm in an extravagant arc, the little trinkets disappearing from the stage. More cheers arose from the crowd, but Scaramouche stayed silent. She turned to face him, winking when she saw him watching. He rolled his eyes but didn’t look away as she performed more tricks, enrapturing the audience with her boundless energy.

     Once her show was over, Skull sauntered over to Scaramouche, who was waiting by the caravan, a grin on her face.

     “Well? Did you enjoy my show?” She asked, standing on her tiptoes to get in his face. He scowled at her, pushing her down.

     “No.”

     “Awwh, don’t be like that, Scara!” She said, bouncing on the balls of her feet as he opened the door to get in.

     “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Scaramouche sighed, grabbing her hand and haouling her into the caravan.

     “You’re so mean, you know that? I did extra tricks just for you!” Skull exclaimed, sitting almost too close to the harbinger. He glared at her.

     “I’m not mean.” He pinned her with an annoyed stare when she tried to climb into his lap.

     “You are,” she pouted. “You’re supposed to say ‘Wow, Skull, what an amazing performance, I couldn’t take my eyes off you!’” She narrowed her eyes. “You only looked at me, right? No toher girls?”

     Scaramouche rolled his eyes. “Sure.”

     “What?! Are you telling the truth?! If you looked at another girl, I’ll kill her! You’re only supposed to look at me!” Skull’s voice turned whiny and high pitched. Scaramouche grimaced.

     “No, I only looked at you, don’t worry,” he sighed, patting her head. She smiled up at him, pressing into his touch like a cat.

     “Good. Cuz I love you, you know?”

     “I know.”

     “And you love me, right?”

     “Yeah.” Scaramouche held in his sigh. Skull giggled, wrangling her way into his lap.

     “How long until we get back home?” She asked cheekily.

     “Few hours, at best,” Scaramouche answered, narrowing his eyes up at her.

     “Wanna do something fun~?”

[everlaneptune]

Second official post! Yay! It's been a while, and I apologize for the wait. I have been experiencing writer's block the past few months.

Allow me to place where credit is due. Thank you to Hoyoverse for providing the name card for my custom made Tumble header, which I made myself! Italicised paragraphs is Xiao's inner monologue, also provided by official Hoyoverse lore.

I tweaked this content to match the flow of my story. Without further ado, please enjoy!

•°•

Qingxin and the Golden Eyes

Qingxin

People gather around the tea master, Liu Su, and her brother demands that they go listen to him. The legend he is to deliver tonight is one that has never been shared before. It is rumored that he will be delivering a legend unearthed a few weeks ago.

“We have to go!” Bao whines. “It’s not likely he will tell this story again!”

He has a point. Clever boy.

Qingxin joins her brother at the round table near Liu Su.  Bao practically beams with excitement. She waves over a familiar face, a waitress who served them many times. Her eyes glisten with recognition, and a smile appears on her face.

“Well, hello strangers,” Chu Hua greets them. “What can I get for you today?”

“A glass of coconut milk, please,”  her brother grins.

She nods. “And for you?”

“I would like a shot of osmanthus wine,” Qingxin answers. “I hear that it rouses a feeling of nostalgia upon consumption.”

“Strange, I never heard that before,” Chu Hua giggles. “I will return with your drinks shortly.”

She scurries away to fetch their drinks. At the same time, Liu Su speaks.

“Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to tell you the legend of the vigilant yaksha,” his booming voice silences the chattering crowd. “Some of you may already know this legend, but historians have recently uncovered details lost to time. It is a harrowing story that plagues him to this day.”

He opens his mouth.

She hears another voice speak.

What am I wrestling with? The tactful answer would be old grudges, unfulfilled dreams, the lamentations of the vanquished…

Liu Su says. “The unmitigated truth says the yaksha battles the remnants of fallen deities from the Archon War. Morax has slain these gods and buried their remains beneath the earth.

“However, gods are immortal. Their consciousness may diminish, but their unrivaled power and seething hatred fester and spread like poison. Relentlessly, they stir chaos for the world and its inhabitants.

“Liyue’s sovereignty, aware of the truth regarding the vigilant yaksha, refers to his millennia-long experience as the ‘bane of all evil.’”

Whispers rises in the crowd, the phrase seemingly leaving a foul taste in their mouths. Qingxin stands out amidst the crowd, being intrigued by “bane of all evil.”

“Why is his experience referred to as the ‘bane of all evil?’” she asks without realizing.

Elders narrow their eyes at her disruption. Nearby adults shake their heads.

Liu Su replies with a smile. “I will answer your question shortly, young lady.”

Is it because this war I fight can never be won and will never come to an end? It is an invisible war that no one will ever witness or thank me for.

“Except for one individual,” he says.

Audience members sit at the edge of their seats. Bao gazes at the storyteller in anticipation.

He must be introducing the information recently unearthed.

“Lady Qingxin, Lady of Song.”

What?

Lady Qingxin was a gentle soul who never touched the poison, nor did the poison touch her. She roamed Liyue with a Dihua flute in hand. I always heard her playing Jueyun Karst, and I always found her sitting on the highest peak, surrounded by the flowers named after her. I often spent the rest of my evening, listening to her play.

“Qingxin!” Bao’s voice snaps her back to reality. “Pay attention!”

“Sorry!”

She has failed to notice that she spaced out.

“According to the new information,” Liu Su remarks. “Lady Qingxin knew the yaksha’s true name. No one ever heard her address him by that name, as she called him by the name given to him by the Geo Archon.”

Back when I was younger and naive, a god gained a foothold of my weakness. He forced me to serve as his bloodhound, in which I was forced to perform cruel and violent deeds.

Many died by my hands. Many hopes were crushed. I was forced to devour my victims’ dreams, and as much as it pained me, I was helpless to resist.

I was a prisoner until I heard Lady Qingxin’s flute play.

“The god enslaving the vigilant yaksha knew not about the sweet lady. She stood under the protection of the Seven since birth,” Liu Su explains. “When he received a moment of clarity, the yaksha sought refuge in her embrace. He yearned for her to rid him of his haunting misdeeds. Despite her lack of power to fulfill his wish, Lady Qingxin comforted him.

“She dared not to turn away a poor, unfortunate soul like his. Fortunately for the protagonist of this story, she knew of someone who could help him. On the battlefield, Morax had a fateful encounter with the god, and the current state of our world is the result of that battle.”

Rex Lapis liberated me and bestowed upon me the name “Xiao.”

“Morax said to him, ‘In the fables of another world, the name ‘Xiao’ is that of a spirit who encountered great suffering and hardship. He endured much suffering as you have. Use this name from now on.’

“Upon returning, Lady Qingxin introduced herself properly. ‘I am Qingxin, the Goddess of Song. Some knew me as the daughter of Rex Lapis. Do not treat me as if I am superior to you. We shall continue to stand as equals, Xiao.’”

Qingxin said those words at some point. She does not remember when, where, or why.

If I had known the truth about Lady Qingxin, I would have addressed her properly. Even so, I will forever be grateful that she remained at my side during my suffering.

To repay my debt of gratitude to her and Rex Lapis, I shouldered the burden of protecting Liyue in the following millennia. 

All my fleeting innocence and tenderness disappeared during my service to that cruel god. All that remained was an unrelenting murderer and the weight of his sins. The only way that I could serve mortals was through combat.

But, what could the people of Liyue do for me in return?

“You need not worry,” she mumbles. “For the people of Liyue will repay you in time.”

“What was that?” Bao asks.

“Nothing!”

“No one would ever stop to ponder such a question,” Liu Su informs the crowd. “The sight of the vigilant yaksha, even from a far distance, is intimidating enough to send people fleeing for their lives.

“With that said, if someone truly desires to demonstrate their appreciation, they can participate in a practice started by Lady Qingxin Long ago.

“She required a secret agent from the Qixing and assigned them to support the yaksha. That secret agent oversees a front organization called ‘Wangshuu Inn,’ a place where she and the vigilant yaksha resided after the Archon War.”

Occasionally, I stopped by for a bowl of almond tofu. Lady Qingxin always had a bowl prepared when I returned to the inn. She said, “If someone could see the look on your face when you eat it, there’s no mistake — You clearly love the stuff!”

I ignored her comment. Told her that she spouted nonsense, but I never argued.

It was not the sweet tasted that I chased. The texture was what I found irresistible. It was similar to the dreams that I used to devour.

Almond tofu was an excellent substitute, but the dessert never satiated my hunger. I developed the habit of devouring her dreams, but she never seemed to mind. In fact, Lady Qingxin asked what her dreams tasted like.

I never gave her a straight answer.

“Authoritative powers in Liyue know of the vigilant yaksha’s battle against the poison left by fallen gods.” The storyteller startles her from whatever story she listens to previously. Who is talking to her? “If you ask him the same question, he may give you a different answer.”

I was once enslaved by an evil god. I suffered under his rule until Rex Lapis freed me.

“The vigilant yaksha’s powers were highly regarded by the adepti to begin with.” Liu Su takes an unexpected turn with his story. “He seemed to vanquish all manner of evil demons with relative ease, but fallen gods held immense power. Their lust for revenge coursed deeper than any mortal could imagine.”

I slaughtered countless manifestations of vengeful soul remnants, but these souls only became increasingly fractured. Fragments of their hatred eventually tainted my own soul.

Lady Qingxin could see it.

“The only way to eradicate such hatred is to accept the karmic debt accompanying it,” he stated with certainty. “The magnitude of bad karma that the vigilant yaksha accumulated over the years can consume flesh, bone, and soul.”

I did not feel any hatred. Having lived for over two thousand years, no single karmic debt constitutes anything more than a fleeting memory. No grudge could last a thousand years, nor was any debt so great that it couldn’t be paid off in time.

My battles had never been in vain.

With my spear in hand, I marched back to Wangshuu Inn to enjoy a fresh bowl of almond tofu. I crawl to Jueyun Karst, searching for her meadow of qingxin. Where her Dihua flute played, I followed its tune over mountains and rivers.

I always found her where I expected to. When I stood behind her, the mellifluous song always ceased. She always greeted me with a bright smile on her face. “Welcome back, Xiao!”

Lady Qingxin guided my head onto her lap and continued to play her flute. Her melodies always inflicted such rejuvenating wonders on my body. It tempered my wild instincts and soothed the fragmented souls tainting my own. Furthermore, it mended my wounds.

All I had to do was listen.

Once the song concluded, wiser words had never been spoken. “Xiao. You are ultimately the one wrestling with yourself.”

What was it that I fight again?

“A select few understood that he fights against the darkness threatening Liyue and protects us from it.”

But who will defend me? For she is dead.

“There was a moment when he spent most of his strength fighting from dusk til’ dawn, with him emerging as the victor by a mere hair,” Liu Su describes the scene like he witnessed it. “The reed fields were sliced to ribbons in the fierce fight. Plucking his spear from where it was planted in the ground, the vigilant yaksha began his trek home.

“One says ‘home,’ yet where could he go? He was merely leaving the battlefield. Lady Qingxin aided him in battle and sacrificed her own life for him. The vigilant yaksha failed to protect her from the poison of fallen deities.”

Her last words to me — I will never forget them.

“Swear to me that you will live a fulfilling life. Do not drown in the all-consuming darkness devouring my flesh, bone, and soul. Help common people who need to be saved from this poison. As the Goddess of Song, Qingxin, I order this of thee.”

Pain flares in my chest. She rests a hand above her heart, attempting to soothe the sudden pain. She resists the urge to double over in pain. It subsides after a moment.

What was that just now?

“Long and exhausted, the vigilant yaksha felt the effect of the divine hatred tainting his body. Limitless hate flooded his senses, and he fell to the ground in agony.”

Liu Su’s dramatics elicits gasps from his audience. Bao gawks at him, astonished.

“At that moment, the pain vanished without a warning. This was not by the yaksha’s own strength, for he was rescued by the sound of a flute.”

It was not the Dihua flute of Lady Qingxin. The clear, lovely sound of the flute came over the mountains and rivers, carried on the wind where I lay. It continued to ring clear until the first light of dawn brought with it the startled flight of distant birds.

It protected me and gave me a moment of peace, massaging my wild senses.

I wondered who play this music. Lady Qingxin was dead, but I was a moment too late. Despite being curious, I didn’t ponder on the matter. For I already had an answer. The last person who could help me was one of the Seven themselves. This person must be—

“And that is where our story ends, ladies and gentlemen!”

An applause erupts from his audience. Bao leaps from his seat and joins in. Qingxin watches him with a fond smile. She notices the waitress never returned with their drinks, not that she minds. Any desire to drink vanished in the blink of an eye after her chest pain.

She is bothered by the familiarity of the story, yet she does not remember where she heard it from. Did Nana tell her this story?

Qingxin swears that she heard someone else speaking the entire time.

“I never heard a story like that before!” Bao’s eyes sparkle with delight. “This version was better than the original.”

“Yes, it was,” she replies. “Although, we have to hurry home. Mom and Dad will start to worry if we fail to make it home by midnight.”

Taking his hand, Qingxin guides him through the lively streets.

A hand suddenly grabs her wrist.

“Qingxin?”

She faces the stranger.

He is a fair man who possesses dark, medium length hair with teal undertones. She glances up at the small purple diamond on his forehead. His eyes intrigue her — golden eyes with cat-slit pupils accentuated with red makeup.

This man sticks out like a sore thumb.

They stare at each other for a moment. Then he says. “I have mistaken you for someone else. Excuse me.”

Qingxin watches him leave.

He looks… familiar.

“Qingxin!” Bao whines, which draws her out of her thoughts.

“Coming!”

Qingxin leads her brother home, unaware of the golden eyes following her.

.

.

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© everlaneptune 2024

[idyllic-musings]

will you still love me when i got nothing but my aching soul?

summary. wistful musings are exchanged between two friends older than most.

trigger & content warnings. references to genocide.

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. comfort, soft angst. eir (genshin oc) & la signora. 1.2k words. eir uses they/them pronouns.

author's thoughts. THE BELOVEDS!!!!! eir fans come get your MEAL of a soft melancholic angst fic that i made <333 my post formatting will remain the same simply because i want you all to know that this is my oc!!!!! also i don't feel like working out new post formatting.

       "Your hair... It's becoming long again, Eir."

       La Signora's well manicured nails raked through their coffee locks with a gentleness she did not display often, tenderly working apart the tangles that had formed due to their lack of care and attention. A fire crackled on in the background, filling what would have been empty silence. The warm flames danced against their skin, mingling with the wistful glitter in their eyes, and similarly kissing the Eighth's face with a warmth she was both familiar and unfamiliar with.

       Said woman grimaced when her finger got caught on a particularly stubborn knot, a small crack now forming in her well cared for nail.

       "Archons above... your hair is thick enough to break my nails."

       "Sorry. I'll take you out to get a manicure done soon, okay?"

       "Hmph. Fine. That is compensation enough."

       "Well, that didn't take much convincing," Eir mused teasingly, to which she swatted their shoulder. "Okay, okay! I get it!"

       "Do you not take care of your hair? Of yourself?" she grumbled, taking a brush to their hair and working apart that particular knot with it rather than her fingers. They didn't reply. "Your silence speaks a thousand words. Take better care of yourself, Eir. I mean it."

       They giggled at her agitation, joking, "Why? I can just cut the damaged parts off if it gets too tangled. You think I'd look good with short hair?"

       "No."

       They laughed again, making the Fair Lady's lips twitch upwards. 'Such a beautiful sound,' she thought. 'Ah, this world is far too cruel for you, Eir...'

       "Aw. It looks so fierce and powerful on some folks. Why not me?"

       "There are some people who can effectively pull off such a look," she agreed, nodding, "but you are not one of them, my dear. If you want a technical answer"—she leaned forward, cupping their cheeks and squishing their face to her heart's content before leaning back again and continuing on with the task at hand—"it's the shape of your face. The structure of your bones. Anything that goes above your ears would not frame your face well."

       "Well... I trust you, Rosalyne. I mean, look at you—you are literally drop-dead gorgeous. I'd imagine you of all people would know what is best for my appearance."

       "You flatter me."

       "As I should."

       Rosalyne smiled, genuinely smiled that time, setting the brush aside and gingerly brushing their hair back over their shoulders. Finally. When their hair wasn't tangled, it was really quite beautiful.

       "Would you like me to cut it again?"

       "If you would."

       "Very well, then."

       Their reflection in the window they were situated in front of looked... tired. They could vaguely make out the shape of their star irises against the bleak darkness, caused by the raging blizzard outside.

       ...Damn. How were they going to leave without getting hypothermia? Not that it would kill them of all people, of course, but it'd be nice to leave dry and warm instead of wet and cold.

       They supposed they would cross that bridge when they got to it. For now, it was no concern of theirs.

       Hair shears snipped away at inch after inch of their hair. With each cut, Rosalyne's nails raked again through their locks to release any loosened strands that were a bit more stubborn than the others.

       "There," she murmured softly, only for their ears to hear. The shears were set aside just as the brush had been. "Is this short enough? I can cut it more if you'd like."

       "No. This is perfect. Thank you."

       Rosalyne leaned forward slightly, again cupping their face in her hands. Her thumbs brushed over their cheeks. With gentle guidance, she turned their face to the right towards her vanity.

       "The glass will never do you justice, Eir. It distorts your appearance in ways unbefitting of someone of your grace."

       Grace?

       They would hardly describe themselves in such a way, but they appreciated her sentiment.

       Their reflection in the mirror was indeed more appealing than what had been shown to them in the dark glass—she was certainly not wrong about that. However, the tiredness still remained, but... surely that was to be expected.

       Immortality was an exhausting burden.

       "Hehe... you know me very well, don't you?"

       "I would hope so," she scoffed. "It would be shameful if I didn't. Five centuries is quite a lengthy time to get to know someone."

       "Indeed," they agreed. "You and I were quite different people back then. I appreciate that our difference in paths is not enough to deter you from continuing our friendship."

       It was quiet for a moment, but then, Rosalyne sighed. Her hand was gentle against their cheek, as if she could not risk being rough with them, as if they would shatter if she ever did.

       "I am certain it is only because I am not here to take revenge on Celestia. I never was."

       "You never were," they echoed, musingly. "No... I don't believe that. You needn't lie to me. You are here to serve the Tsaritsa's will and avenge Rostam in the process—I understand, I do, Rosalyne. I just don't think violence will help in the way she thinks it will. You cannot remedy one genocide with another. An eye for an eye and the world goes blind, as the saying goes."

       "...This is where our ideologies differ."

       They smiled wistfully. "It is, but that's fine. I love you regardless."

       She did not say it back. Her lips parted—as if she desperately wanted to—but then shut again and pressed into a thin line. It... troubled her, her inability to express the love she most certainly held for her friend, but vulnerability was something she had long since forsaken.

       Eir did not take it personally.

       Then, a knock resounded throughout the surprisingly comfortable silence that had settled within Rosalyne's quarters. Her eyebrow twitched with annoyance.

       Nonetheless, she replied as smoothly as she could manage:

       "You may enter. Make it quick."

       With trembling hands, a much lower-ranked Fatui agent entered her room, bowing their head respectfully. "My lady, you are needed elsewhere—"

       "What?" the Harbinger sneered, fingers flexing slightly on their cheek but not tightening their grip at all. "Explain. Now. I do not have the time nor the patience for this today."

       The agent looked as if they were about to cry. Poor thing.

       "Lo— Lord Pierro has requested your— um, your presence, Lady Eighth."

       If looks could kill, they just knew the poor agent would have dropped cold and dead by now.

       Eir tenderly carressed her palm with one of their hands, leaning into her touch. A small kiss was placed on her scarred hands. Rosalyne's shoulders relaxed a little.

       "Go. It's fine. I'll be fine."

       "Eir," she huffed, thumb stroking over their cheekbone, "when do we ever get to spend time such as this together? Can he not simply wait—"

       "Rosa. I don't want to get you in trouble. I mean, I will tell all of your superiors to go fuck themselves if they so much as look at you wrong, but... you know, that's me. You don't have that same luxury. So, go."

       She didn't seem convinced, so they continued.

       "You and I have all the time in the world, love. You know that."

       "...Fine."

       Rosalyne stood up, the tapping of her heels gradually getting further away. Then, a door opened and closed just as quickly.

       Just like that, she was gone, and somehow the fire's warmth felt a little colder in her absence.

[originalgenshinscenarios]

I'm planning a monthly special so here is survey of who do you want to see!

It will be either fic or set of scenarios but I don't know how much it'll inspire me yet. The inspiration for it is an otome game called Variable Barricade, but don't worry the "routes" will be all different from the game. But some of the labels might stay the same depending on who do you pick and I might be inspired by some of the plot points from the game. Also it's modern AU!

The plot: Reader is an heir of a wealthy family, one day their grandfather had arranged candidates for their marriage. Now they have to pick between 4 questionable picks. None of the candidates have jobs and all of them seem like a scandal waiting to happen...

Reader's personality: A stubborn Tsundere-type who is inexperienced with romance.

When will it start?: It depends on you! I will start it after the survey gets a lot of votes in so I can be sure what majority wants. So unless we get active participation here- I won't end up doing it!

Without further ado... Here is the link!

Reblogs are okay! I'd really appreciate the boost here if it's not a problem!

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Addiction || Chapter 1

Claire's POV 

"PAIMON?!" 

Aether quickly looks away while Paimon gasps in shock. Since she gasped, I gasped as well. I was even shocked by the fact that everything in this dream— or reality feels so real. 

"How did you know Paimon's name?!" She backs away a little in fear as she floats behind Aether, giving me dirty looks. I sweatdropped before I answer her question. 

"You spoke in 3rd person, referring to yourself like your name." 

"But how did you know it was my name?! It could be Aether's name." I blinked, trying to understand the stupidity yet slight innocence in this conversation. 

"But... you accused me of knowing your name when I just screamed the name Paimon, right? So, I actually don't know you're Paimon before you accused me." My hand rests on my hips as I cover my mouth to yawn with the other hand. I'm grateful for the fact that my brain could actually come up with a quick comeback like that. 

"Ehehe... good point uhmm... what's your name again?" 

"Claire, it's Claire." I bowed a bit before smiling at them. I looked at the male traveler by Paimon's side and stretched out my hand towards him. 

"You're Aether, right? I assume so since this floating... creature? Yeah, whatever she is, said your name." He looked at my hands before taking them with his to shake. He nods as he lets out a small hum. Paimon on the other hand is grumbling from the fact that I called her some sort of a creature. 

"Your outfit looks very.. odd yet warm... are you not from this world as well?" My eyes widen a bit as tingles ran through my skin. I know I heard his voice lines in the archon quests and also while using him on the field, but experiencing a conversation with the real deal is WAY different. It hits differently as well. 

"Uhm.. Claire?? Aether, Paimon thinks she's spacing out." The emergency food's voice dragged me back to reality as I looked at both of their faces, anticipating me to answer their questions. 

"Oh.. yeah, I just got here. This is my first time in this, whatever this traveling through worlds is. And what do you mean by 'as well? Is there anyone who is also not from this world?" 

Gotta act dumb Claire! You can do it! 

If he knows you're spacing out from his soothing voice, he'll think you're a creep! 

Act as if you're clueless. If you can act clueless in lectures, you can do it in front of a game character as well. 

Aether's eyes sparkled a bit as he saw some sort of recognition in what I just said. He nods and tells me that the other uninvited person in this world is himself. Despite the fact that I knew it, I still try to act surprised a bit. We bonded a bit by the beach whilst talking about how we got here. I got to hear the full version of his separated twin story while I just told him my half-lie half-truth story. I didn't expect to feel the same damn feelings from the time I first played the game. 

"I am so sorry to hear that... getting separated with the one you love and care about is hard." I put a hand on his shoulder to pat it a bit before looking at the stars. 

"Yeah.. both of us got separated from what we love." Aether sends a sheepish smile to me. I sent one back before reminiscing everything I allegedly left behind. Jess, Tyrex, my family, my electronics. 

My genshin merchandise 

My other anime merchandise 

But then again, I can't compare this situation to his. He was sent here without a choice while I was practically begging anyone, anything, to get transported here. I sighed as I looked at the dark yet oh-so-beautiful sky. 

"It's getting late. Does any one of the two of you know a nearby village or city we can go to?" I asked them as we walk by the shore. The view was glamorous even at night, so I'm not going to complain about my sudden teleportation to Teyvat. 

And there is a slight chance this is real! Holy shit— 

"Paimon knows the city of Mondstat! We were just there actually! Come on, Paimon will show you, right Aether?" 

"Yeah, if you're okay with it." He smiled while holding out his hand in a way that made my inner fangirl scream. I looked at him before placing my hand on top of his. I nod and grab his hand as I reply with a quick yes. Paimon giggled and smiled.

"Yey! Paimon has another travel buddy with Aether!" 

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"Paimon is starting to regret this." She huffs and puffs as both me and Aether laughed. The sky was filled with stars as we walked through the whispering woods. My legs are a bit tired as of now. Nonetheless, I tried my best to speed walk a bit so we could arrive in the morning. 

"But it's true! I fished you out of the water." Aether smiles as he looked at me, exhausted from both the walk and the laughter. 

"But that does not mean Paimon is a fish!" 

"Okay then, you're a loach!" Laughter erupted once again in the middle of the forest. Paimon could only grumble and floats away in a pouty manner. My laughter went down as I followed her with Aether whilst calling her name. We both started saying sorry while holding in our laughter. Paimon being, well, Paimon, pouts and 

"I'll give you an Apple I found if you forgive me." She refuses my apple offer as she strides forward even further. That was until a bunch of shock-screech was heard. It was familiar, too, familiar even for me to forget. 

"Paimon! You disturbed the hilichurls!" Aether summoned his sword, which materialized out of thin air. I gawked at the scene of how he summoned his weapon. It would be normal if you saw it in the 3rd person, on screen, and in a game. Now, this is a phenomenon for my sleep-deprived brain cells. 

"Holy damn..." my eyes glimmer as I observe him fending off an arrow from one of those hilichurls. The weapon he holds is the sword we all know as Prototype Rancour. It was shining an ambient of light, signaling how it was refined. His movement was mostly the combo we would usually see, but there are some tricks here and there as he avoid each attack. A hilichurl was successfully defeated, which disintegrates into ashes as it was blown away by the wind, leaving a mask behind. 

Holy shit, I just saw literal murder, in accord to self-defense, in front of my eyes. 

Are we all secretly Shigaraki or something? 

"CLAIRE WATCH OUT!" Ather's voice breaks me out of my trance as I saw a flyi— PYRO SLIME?! It was aiming towards me as it rolls in the air, waiting to land. I swiftly move aside as the slime bomb huts the grass, burning a bit of it. My mouth was wide opened as I saw the cheeky hilichurl, dancing whilst grumbling as it sees that I avoided the attack. I don't possess any more with me, let alone a weapon.

"BITCH!" I dig a hand full of dirt as I balled it in my hand. I take a stand I learned in PE lessons. I gather up some momentum, then aim it at the hilichurl's face. The compact dirtball flew across the field as it hits It? They? Their face. Their body launched back due to the impact of the ball. After a few minutes of fending off the hilichurls that Paimon accidentally triggers, both I and Aether sat by a tree to take a break. 

Throwing stuff was actually tiring. 

"Claire! How did you learn to throw a ball that well? Your aim is very cool! Can you teach Paimon? And why did you say beach?" Paimon mutters to herself as she was confused. I looked at her and found myself in a dilemma. 

Should I tell her what's the difference between Bitch and Beach? 

Nah

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After the whole ordeal of triggering a bunch of hilichurls, we managed to be on the bridge of Mondstat right before the sun rises to the sky. I still couldn't get my head wrapped around the whole-time difference here in Teyvat but that's just another worry for the future. For now, all I could think is Timmie's Birds.

Are the birds here in the morning?

If we were to scare them off, will they be back at noon?

My eyes scan the whole scenery in front of me just to meet the bridge's stones. There were no birds in the morning and somehow, I was a bit relieved.

That means I could kill them all when Timmie is here watchi-

"Now Claire, WELCOME TO MONDSTAT—"

"Paimon! Hush down a little!" Aether whisper-shouted to his companion. Paimon's eyes widened a bit before she realized it was time where most people are sleeping/starting to wake up.

"Hehe~ sorry~" she sheepishly scratched her head as I shake my head. We enter the city of freedom right around 6 AM in the morning, assuming how the sun rises around that time back in my place. My eyes instantly wander around the familiar architecture of the city. Some philanemo mushrooms were seen on some of the building’s wall. The breeze brush tenderly across my face, giving the city its free-spirited vibe.

I guess it is the city of freedom.

“Let’s go Claire! Paimon will show you around!” She puffs out her chest, wanting to show off her skills as a tour guide. I giggled at how cute she looks. I used to think of how annoying this floating creature is. However, after meeting a ton of characters in the game, she instantly went down from my ‘top annoying characters’ list.

“Paimon, do you even remember the routes around here?” Aether raised an eyebrow at his friend’s offer. The latter responded with a huff while folding her small arms in front of her.

“Do you not trust Paimon’s skills?! Paimon is the one that leads you here too!” My laughter increases as I pat the pixie’s head. Maybe not a pixie, but a fairy? [emergency food :D] I looked at Aether as a smile inched my lips upward. I took him by the hand and just sprint off to the fountain’s direction.

“Let’s start the tour from here!”

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We’ve been walking around the city for 2 hours, resting a bit here and there at some available seats. At first, Paimon was the one who take the lead, showing houses and sites. Right after we made a short stop at Angel’s Share, Paimon got tired of talking and explaining. It was a bit off for me considering how she would often take the lead in any conversation in the story.

It’s not like I’m complaining

This might be the first time I have heard Aether talk this much. Considering this is my current reality, I should not compare someone’s ability to talk with the game’s dialogue. I had to remind myself a couple of time that now, the characters are living, breathing, and sharing the same oxygen as I am. We walk around even further up to the place we started. Aether had an idea to register me under the Adventurer’s guild since both are outlanders. I don’t have any particular reason to refuse, so we spent a bit of time registering me in the guild.

We continue to walk once we were done registering under the guild. By the fountain, we stop by a familiar shot to buy some brand-new clothing for me, which none other than Aether is the one paying. I tried to refuse, but he kept insisting on how I should at least wear something else rather than the clothes I was wearing. I was about to come up with an argument, but he has a point. I can’t go around in my BURNT hoodie.

A simple shirt with a bit of ruffles and long sleeves adorning the off-shoulder cut of the clothing. Complimenting the long pants, a belt was installed as an accessory. Some combat shoes were given as a bonus from how much mora we spent AND Aether’s effort in the trading promises. The last accessory, a cape with a hoodie and a hair tie was given to me as it came with the cape bundle. All in all, 125k mora.

“WHAT?! AETHER! I CAN’T LET YOU PAY THIS MUCH!!” I screamed inside the shop. Marjorie, who was looking around for some additional accessory suddenly jolted a bit. I liked it, the vibe really screams my name, but not if it was this expensive! Heck, it was not me paying it, it was Aether.

“It’s fine Claire.” Or so he said. Marjorie was about to make the transaction, but I halted their action.

“Wait… How about 50k first?” Both of them looked extremely confused about what I am offering, I should say one of them is confused while the other one was at shock, perhaps even mad beacuse the offer. Before she could say anything, I continue my offer.

“I’ll pay the rest 75k, with an extra fee of lateness. Every 10 days of nonpayment, you can increase 5% of my debt. If I were not to pay 75k by 10 days, you can charge me extra, making it 78.75k of mora. Therefore, you will have a higher profit. If I were to run away, you can contact Katheryne since my name is listed in the guild.”

“CLAIRE?!” Paimon was about to burst in panic since she thought it was a bit outrageous. However, Marjorie surprisingly agrees to the offer, and lets Aether pay the first 50K. We say our thanks and bid farewell to Marjorie. We left the store and stroll down the city with Paimon gawking behind my back.

“Paimon did not know Claire can make contracts like that! Where did you learn it? Paimon wants to know so Paimon does not need to spend a lot of money on it!” I giggled as I told her that it is a secret. Although I told her I learned it in my hometown, I could not tell her the methods and tricks about money. It will be alright to teach Aether, but Paimon on the other hand could use it as a getaway. Paimon pouts and I could only pat her with a small smile. Aether seeing the interaction between me and Paimon, smiled a little, thanking anyone or anything above that his new partners are getting along quite well. Maybe, he’s also hoping to get along better with his new partner as well.

Our last stop was the statue of Barbatos, also known as Venti in this world. The statue is much bigger than I had imagined, partly seeing it in someone else’s POV. Never had I imagined to be standing in the authentic spot where I would slaughter some characters for better luck. Ahem, setting the fact aside, I began to adore each detail I could find with my eyes, and not my PC’s screen.

“The statue really symbolizes freedom huh.” Aether nods along with Paimon. She giggled as she floats from Aether’s side, moving in front of us.

“Paimon can’t help but think that Claire is really interested in everything new! Paimon likes the spirit!” She giggled and floats towards the staircase, signaling us to come along with her. My other partner went along first before I trailed behind him. I took a last peek at the statue since I might get teleported back into the real world anytime. As my eyes looked at the statue’s hands, I was certain I could see a familiar bard in green clothing, sitting on it with his lyre in hand. I can’t help but smile and went along, catching up with the others.

I might be carefree now, but I could feel a gaze boring into the back of my head.

Who would that be huh?

》《》《》 《》《》《》《 

“Eh? Isn’t that Jean?” Paimon pointed out. Our eyes immediately looked at a lady, maybe at her 20s, with blonde locks in a ponytail. A bow decorated her simple hairstyle as the Anemo vision on her belt shines.

“Seems she's talking to someone… Let's let her finish, then go say hi?” Paimon turned to look at us with her smile as we nod. Paimon then slowly was about to approach them when she halted and looked at us again, specifically saying, she had her eyes on me.

“Wait… Claire, do you know Jean?” One of my eyebrows went up as I looked at her puzzled. Of course, I know Jean, she-

STUPID! NO YOU DON’T!

It clicked on me that I should be clueless with everyone that Aether has met up to this story quest. Sure, Aether has a bond with them, but that does not mean that I have created one too! In an instant, I shook my head from left to right.

“No, actually, which one is Jean? Is it the one with a mask?”

Okay maybe not that stupid.

Prev || Booklet || Next

[alastors-oc-sthuff]

“With his death, nobody could understand how peace still lived, not even I. But now, everything makes sense…

The Abyss Order will not go unpunished.

That is the solemn vow, the promise, to my oldest friend. Even if it erodes me further…”

- Zhongli

◆ Kwang-Ho ‧ Purson

◆ Joyogham - Fallen, but never forgotten

◆ Lux

◆ Imperator Pacis

Genshin Impact OC!

Stay tuned on my blog to know more about him!

[beuhakkaka]

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