#is this because I’m planning to pull for another harbinger

[frostwindwaltz]

This is C2 Diluc. At zero/1 pity on standard. I’m —

[sh1-n0bu]

Sub!scara getting jealous of the interaction's between reader and dottore, so he flirts with one of the guest. Only to end up punished and overstimulated at the end of the night.

please and thank you. Take care and have a nice day, night, or afternoon. See you next ask♡

♡︎ 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙩 𝙟𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙮 ♡︎

characters: sub!scaramouche x gn!dom!reader

warnings: overstimulation, degrading, dacryphillia, breeding, orgasm denial

notes: i had to rely on my maladaptive daydreaming for this one. takes place after scaramouche’s defeat era but reader and scara came across dottore during a sumeru festival.

i’m so sorry i took soo long😭😭 see you at the next ask and please come again by the cafe!

ever since the defeat of scaramouche from his false godhood and the therapy sessions with nahida and the aranaras, he’s mentality has been getting better and better. not all of his trauma is healed yet but hey he’s working on it!

and it seems like the people of sumeru has held another grand festival in the name of the lesser lord kusanali. of course a festival is nothing if it doesn’t invite everyone who wants to join of course. however not everyone is an exactly a welcome guests. that includes dottore, the 2nd of the fatui harbingers.

don’t get me wrong, just because a guest isn’t a welcome one doesn’t mean they would be shoo-d out. but your sweet boyfriend didn’t like it. not at all. seeing dottore casually talking to you with a carefree, lopsided smile while he has to stand back and try not to march over where you two are and make out with you was hard. so hard to the point he accidentally put out the lanterns around him with his newfound anemo power.

and there dottore was. chatting with you as if you two were old friends, reunited after years of not seeing each other. throwing a snide remark about how your loving darling was a failure, how he can be a better boyfriend for you and how he was even better than him in all ways while you tried your hardest not to break his jaw.

the last straw for your darling was the doctor leaning against you like you two were lovers and whispering in your ears. that’s it. he’s had enough.

pulling a random citizen close by their waist, scaramouche started to flirt with them. compliment after compliment, flirty remark after one another, it even seemed like the fool was falling for his trick.

looking sideways for your lover’s help only to see him throwing flirtatious remarks with some fool, something in you snapped. first was dottore and now this? that’s it, you’ve had it. pushing the blue haired man away from yourself and striding over to where your lover is with a fuzzy mind, everyone around you backed away.

“so, what do you say if we meet up more oft-hey! let go of me you-?!” when scara was suddenly pulled away and collided with a broad chest, he knew he fucked up big time. looking up at you with a wide eyes and a shuddered breath, the dark look in your eyes made him shiver. was it anticipation? fear? excitement? he didn’t know. but frankly he didn’t care since he finally have your attention on him now! and only him alone.

“forgive us but a sudden work has popped up for me and my lover” sending a sweet smile towards the stranger, you quickly walked back home with your lover struggling to catch up with you.

as soon as the door to your small shared home is closed, scaramouche found himself trapped against the wall in a hungry kiss. he didn’t mind it, this was his plan after all. moaning into the kiss and grinding his ass on your legs, your short lover was starting to grow restless. why weren’t you touching him already?!

it seemed like his wish will be granted for soon he soon found himself thrown into the bed harshly. anticipating your next moves with lust drumming in his veins, scaramouche looked up at you with a cloudy purple eyes.

—

“aanngh-gyah! c-cumming! cummingcummingcum-!” scaramouche helplessly whined and sobbed as you kept fucking him stupid. but just as he was about to reach his peak you pulled out again, leaving his hole feeling empty and hips twitching.

“NO! nonononono! p-put it back! [name]~ put it ba-ackk! please!” more tears fell down his face for the pleasure you denied him of. sticking out his stretched, gaping hole and wiggling his ass for you, he hoped it would be enough to lure you back in. you’ve been denying his orgasm for hours and it fucking hurt.

“sniff… please? p-please? hic i-i won’t do it again…” seems like your precious boy has completely gave up. sniffling and praying to any archons, scaramouche wailed and trashed around when your thick length entered his hole again. a mess of desperate “please” and “i’ll be good”-s tumbled out of his mouth. well, you were mean to him for long enough, you supposed.

“cum for me love” letting out a loud wail and blabbering “thank you”-s, scaramouche came all over the sheets, hands scrambling to hold anything. some even squirted on his tummy. laying flat on his stomach as his legs had finally gave out, your sweet boy tried to catch his breath. but you aren’t done with him yet.

“haah haah [n-naME]?! S-SHTOP! WHA-WHAT AANGGGH♡︎♡︎!!”

“shh, it’s okay baby boy. you did some stupid shit today so you have to learn how to pay for it. or else you’ll never learn” kissing his shoulder, you ignored his incoherent sobs for you to stop and continued to thrust into his sloppy hole.

“i’ll just make you dumber and dumber scara. until the only thing you can scream is my name”. that night was filled with scaramouche wailing and sobbing your name, begging for forgiveness.

[yourheart-inmyhands]

hiii! I’m currently crying because I really like the Tsaritsa but there’s no content of her! Like anywhere!! I know that you are very busy but please bear with me😅 I’m sorry if I’m bothering you btw 😢

what if Yandere!Tsaritsa has a lover who loves to cause trouble/hates the Fatui. It’s to the point she can’t maintain them, do you think she’ll ask her harbingers for help? Like have the 9th bribe them with money in order to keep them away from going on with their evil villain schemes 😈(just that they’re trapped in the middle of nowhere and don’t have much freedom..) or just have a harbinger check up on the Tsaritsa s’ s/o each once in a while

by the way, I feel like I may come here a lot (I normally do, but I don’t request) so can I be 👛 anon? 🙏🙏 thank you for reading, I know this was trashy (it’s my first time requesting 😭)

Hi i'm sorry it took a bit to get to this, i was worried about not being able to do good enough and wanted to make sure i could do your request justice! if you're still interested in being an anon for my blog i would love to have you :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including delusional behavior, implied being held against ones will, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

While she isn’t against asking the Harbingers to get you under control, she prefers to handle you herself. The Tsaritsa knew what kind of responsibilities she’d be taking on when deciding she wanted you, and thus she tries to avoid relying on them. At first, she tried to mitigate any negative feelings between you and her Harbingers by having you attend meetings with her, Fatui-related events, and other such things, but she has quickly learned it’s better to leave you in your shared bedroom and deal with any attitude when she returns home. 

During times when she has to be away from Zapolyarny palace or outside of Snezhnaya and can’t bring you, she’ll task one of her dear Harbingers with your care. It’s usually Pantalone or Capitano, Pierro is generally too busy, Pucinella is too easy on you, and the others have quirks of their own that she doesn’t hold high faith in. 

Long, slim fingers brush through the strands of your hair, tucking back any loose pieces and fixing the parting as she mulls over a thought in her mind. The Tsaritsa knows she has only another hour or so with you before she has to set off again, leaving you in the capable hands of her dear Harbinger Capitano. She hasn’t yet broken the news to you, knowing you’ll pitch a fit that is better dealt with by giving you space to lash out. She’d chosen Capitano this time specifically because you’d been extra testy lately, plotting escapes and trying to fight some of the lower-ranked guards posted outside your door. The large man could take quite a beating and she was hoping he’d be up for the challenge of your care. “My sweet Snowball, I’ve neglected to inform you until this point, but I have to leave Snezhnaya for some time. A minor god has appeared in a nearby nation and sparked trouble, Celestia has requested I step in to assist in handling them.” Her fingers pause in your hair for a moment before pulling away, allowing you a moment to process what she has told you. 

As much as she hates to do it, she often lies to you about where she’s going or why she has to be out of Snezhnaya. The Tsaritsa knows of your dislike for the Fatui and their motives, but she cannot simply halt her plan because you are heartbroken over it. Thus, she often will tell you false information, playing the part of the darling Archon that Celestia expects of her, but only in front of you.

Really, she rarely leaves Snezhnaya, often traveling to different parts of her nation to handle difficult tasks that the calloused hands of her Harbingers are not capable of. She has on occasion ventured out of the controlled walls of her nation, daring to visit neighboring ones in search of valuable items or materials, but she prefers to stay in Snezhnaya. While she may be powerful and well capable of defending herself, she sleeps easier at night knowing that you are within the same nation as her.

[jacqlovesxiao]

First post: Scaramouche smut!! You’ve been so good for him, staying with him even when he’s a villain, a Fatui Harbinger. Scaramouche wants to reward you, to worship every single inch of your body. (Praise kink, body worship, sub!reader, fem!reader, gentledom!scara)

“Oh, love, you’re home.” Scaramouche remarks, watching as you walk through the door after a long day of work. You nod, lazily putting your bag down on the floor and approaching him. You hug him, wrapping your arms around him and taking in his scent. Scaramouche’s scent was cologne, yet the scent of vanilla intoxicated you. You’ve always liked clinging onto him, but you did hope he didn’t find it annoying.

Scaramouche becomes momentarily surprised, the chair he was sitting on slightly pushing backwards because of your sudden weight pressing against his body. But he hugs you back and pats your back comfortingly. “Rough day, huh? There, there… I get it too.” He coos, kissing your forehead lightly as he comforts you. You sigh, hugging him tighter and burying your face into the crook of his neck. Though, an idea suddenly formed into his mind.

“Hey, sweetheart. You know, I’ve been wondering about something.” Scaramouche started, “you’ve always stayed by my side. Even when I’m a villain, a Fatui Harbinger, you’ve never once had the thought of betraying me. I’m sure you would’ve found it easier if I was Kabukimono back then.” He ended off with a sigh, it was as if he thought he was bothering you with his arrogance. Scaramouche was aware of his own personality, and he didn’t want to burden nor drain you with his own negativity.

You shook your head, your eyebrows furrowing slightly at his insecurities. “No, Scara, listen to me. I chose to stay with you because I love you, it’s not out of pity or because I feel forced. You may be arrogant, but that’s your personality. And if I choose to stay with you, that means I’ll accept your flaws, your rudeness. In fact, your sarcasm makes me laugh, it’s refreshing to see people that don’t try to become another person. You’re… you. And that’s what I love so much about you.” You reassured, giving a small yet genuine smile.

Scaramouche’s eyes widened, he could’ve swore he could cry from just your words. But he held back, not wanting to seem weak in front of you. You could tell he was very happy, as he smiled genuinely, not a snarky or amused smile. “Oh, my dear, you truly are too sweet for your own good. I understand now, and I appreciate you staying by my side.” He continued, “although, I think I haven’t been appreciative enough, always busy and dealing with my work… How about a reward for you, hmm? You’ve been so good for me, and I think it time to show you how much I truly adore you.” Scaramouche’s tone dropped into a low, intimate one, taking one of your hands into his and gently kissing your knuckles.

Intrigued, you nodded curiously, eager to see what Scaramouche has in plan for you. He chuckles at your curiosity, you were too adorable. Scaramouche pulls you up onto your feet and stands up, grabbing your hand and leading you upstairs to the bedroom. Once the both of you reached the bedroom, Scaramouche knew this was going to be a night full of ecstasy and raw pleasure, where he would show you exactly just how much he adored and loved you.

———————SMUT!!———————

“Oh, fuck… You feel so fucking tight, darling. So wet and warm around my cock, you like it when I fuck you senseless like this?” Scaramouche groans, his cock pulsing inside of you as he thrusts in and out of your tight pussy. You could only moan and whimper, unable to respond to his words properly without slurring and stumbling on your words. “Heh, you’re slurring, dear. Can’t even make up sentences now, huh? How fucking adorable, you know I love it when you’re stumbling all over your words.” He teased, a dark chuckle escaping his throat.

Scaramouche lets out a contented sigh, throwing his head back slowly and closing his eyes as he pounds into you. His indigo hair sticks to his forehead, slick with his sweat, yet it only made him more enticing to you. As promised, Scaramouche worships every single inch of you. He roams his hands all over your body, kissing every inch of your skin, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, telling you how good you’re doing for him, how gorgeous you are. All these praises are driving you over the edge, so you begged.

“Fuck, please, Scara, I wanna cum. Make me cum all over your cock.” You pleaded, looking up at him with those desperate eyes that he loved so much. “I love you, Scara. I love you so fucking much, I love you, I love you…” You repeated drunkenly, drowned by the intense pleasure he was giving you. Your legs wrapped around his waist, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you saw stars. It was almost too much.

“Shit, my baby’s begging for me now? That’s it, that’s how I like it. Gonna make you cum all over my cock, just like you wanted. God, fuck, you’re so fucking close, I can feel it.” Scaramouche groans, his voice low and husky. “I love you too, sweetheart. So fuckin’ much, I adore you.” He replies, his body overwhelming with affection and love. His grip tightens slightly on your waist, his thrusts becoming harder, faster and deeper into you. His tip kissed your sensitive cervix, chuckling at the way you mewled and gasped.

“Mhm, you’re about to cum, aren’t you, dear? That’s it, cum for me, cum all over my cock. That was what you wanted, right? Uh-huh, yes…!” Scaramouche encourages, releasing out a primal groan as he feels your walls clench around him. When you came, you came hard. Your slick juices coat his cock, his length dripping with your cum. But he doesn’t stop there, not until he’s bred you full. “Cumming, fuck… I’m gonna cum, gonna fill you up. Take it, darling, take every drop of my cum. Mm, gonna fill this sweet little pussy up…!” And with one final thrust, Scaramouche orgasms. He groans, hot spurts of cum spilling out from his cock into your womb.

The two of you breathe heavily, Scaramouche doing gentle thrusts to prolong the orgasm as long as possible before stopping. He pulled out, his length slick with your combined juices. His cock throbbed, spilling out a bit more cum onto your tummy. “Heh, oops. Don’t worry, love, I’ll clean you up tomorrow. For now, let’s get some rest, hmm?” Scaramouche smirks, wrapping his arms around you as he lays beside you.

“I love you.” You murmured, already closing your eyes and drifting off to sleep.

“I love you too, my sweet girl.” Scaramouche replies, kissing your forehead. He smiles as he watches you drift off to sleep, doing the same as well after letting out a contented sigh.

———————THE END——————

Jacq’s note: ahh, thank you sm for reading this till the end. This is my first post and it’s about smut so please excuse my grammar errors if I had any, I also allow requests!! I only do smut and fluff, genshin impact, call of duty, love & deepspace and ikemen revolution characters, but sometimes I might do bonus fanfics of other characters, (including bots on poe ai only). I will put out more info on my profile, thanks for supporting me sillies <3

[gay-dorito-dust]

Hello I’m the one who requested a fic for Xavier (p.s I loved it) maybe you could do the same thing but for Wednesday and/or Enid

“Enid, get your had o it the batter!” You scolded the blonde as you lightly slapped her hand out of the batter. “I’m sorry! Your baking is just so good!” She whines, licking off the batter she did manage to scoop out from the bowl, “so good.” She whispered under her breath. “It’s not even done yet!” You exclaimed, pulling away the bowl so she wouldn’t be tempted for another helping of salmonella.

Originally the plan was that you were going to bake a batch of sugar cookies then some lemon butterfly cakes, iced star cookies after that before finishing off with some almond and raspberry jelly drops or s’mores depending on which you were feeling at the time. However Enid insisted that she’d lend a helping hand but that ‘helping hand’ was too preoccupied by dipping itself into the batter more times the you could count.

“So? The batter is always the best part.” Enid counters as though she was speaking a proven fact. “Then don’t come crying to me when your sick in bed from your over indulgence.” You retorted, pinching her cheeks lightly; Looking over the book you had prepped up and began to read the following steps when Enid runs a cold blob of batter down your cheek.

You pause your reading to look at her as she chuckled behind her hand, eyes crinkling in the corners from how wide she was smiling it warmed your heart and forged a playful fire within your soul. You smirk as you dip your finger into the batter, taking advantage of her lack of self awareness to leave a streak of batter across her forehead, causing Enid to gasp. “You didn’t!”

“I did.” You smirked like the shithead you were and before you could blink, Enid had sent a cloud of flour into your hair, powdering it in white. “You better be up to finishing what you start kitten because you just stared a war.” You told her as you sprinkled some edible toppings into the tresses of her blonde hair. Funnily enough her blonde hair looked like the iced topping of a cupcake from where you stood. “I was born ready.” Enid rebutted, already holding a couple of eggs in her hand.

Wednesday didn’t have a sweet tooth per-say so when you were flipping through your big book of bakery one day, you came across all sorts of treats that immediately brought Wednesday to mind; Apple strudel with cider sauce, rhubarb, ginger and raisin muffins, dark chocolate blueberry tarts, Halloween spiderweb cookies and rich ginger brownies.

Wednesday wasn’t as overall enthusiastic about sweet treats like Enid was but that didn’t mean she despised them all together. She just had a different choice in what she’d like to go into them, that’s all. With your mind made up, you immediately went down to the kitchens and got started on baking the first recipe on your list.

Wednesday was curious when you didn’t meet her at her dorm like usual whenever you had spare time on your hands. She wasn’t worried either as she knew very well of your penchant for baking; So it didn’t take long for the Addams to deduce where you’d might be in this current moment and time and sighed. Wednesday found your impulse to bake very endearing but you had a tendency to over bake which then leads to you struggling to carry up your finished products without accidents to occur.

That plus the fact that you had left your tuppaware boxes and bag in her dorm from the last time you came to hang out with herself and Enid. “That fool.” She utters fondly, seeing as she now has a reason to go see you, Wednesday picks up the tuppaware and puts them into the bag and heads down to the kitchen where you had just placed some rich ginger brownies on the cooking rack. “Are those for me?” Her voice took you off guard as you almost flung a oven mitt before realising it was her, you took a deep breath as you placed the mitts on the side.

“Jesus Wednesday, you scared me you flat footed harbinger of darkness!” You swore you could see a small smile on her lips that left as soon as it came. “You forgot these.” She said blandly, holding out the plain carrier bag with Xavier’s cute little doodles across it with the tops of the tuppaware boxes just slightly visible. “Your a life saver Wednesday.” You sighed, crossing the kitchen to take the bag; Only for her to pull the bag away from you with a mischievous glint in her eye which made you confused.

“I’ll give you this, only if you allow me to stay and have the first bite of your ginger brownies.” You made a face as though you were heavily in thought which then quickly turned into that of a happy expression as you reached out to grab the bag. “I accept your deal miss Addams, your throne awaits.” You said almost as exaggeratedly as your bow, causing her to scoff, before taking her hand in your free one and helping her sit upon the counter; From where she studied you like a hawk as you continued to bake.

[rinskazuu]

always imagining enemies to lovers with childe.

imagine both of you being harbingers, and you rank higher than him, cus he fucking sucks /j. anywho, he literally loves picking on you, because you get irritated easily. in return, you always beat his ass, but he really likes it, cus idk, he’s a pain whore.

back on topic.. when i say enemies to lovers, i truly mean enemies. you guys are literally sabotaging each other left and right, staying up all night planning out how to get each other killed. the moments you’re not thinking about how to kill one another, are very scarce and are rare moments.

now, the fatui decides to hold a ball, for whatever reason. that’s up to your imagination, but i’d say for malicious purposes; like seeking a target out. like i said, it’s up to your imagination. you’re dressed in your sexiest dress/suit/whatever formal attire you wanna wear.

you guys may have a little too much to drink. and oh no!!!! you end up sleeping with each other. i guess, all that planning, trying to sabotage and murder each other made you really fucking obsessed.

btw, it was brutal sex, like hate banging, so much degrading, choking, and you get the point.

the next morning, you’re absolutely regretting everything. tartar, on the other hand, is like “i knew you were into me, you just needed a little push,” and some other bullshit. now, you’re fucking pissed. but you can’t deny that there’s a new profound tension between you two.

it’s less sabotaging, and more ogling. during meetings, he’s like secretly, not so secretly, brushing his hand against your back or thigh. idk if he could brush your thigh tho, cus they seem to have meetings standing up. and if you ask me, that’s kinda weird, but that’s just me. YOU GET THE POINT.

every time you spar, he can’t help but give you a small smile, and you have to force yourself to look away. you do not want to fall in love with this man, he’s terrible, unhinged, blood thirsty. he’s not gonna ever focus on you, when all he wants is world dominance. and he can’t get that, cus you beat his ass up every time.

point is, you cannot risk loving a man who’ll never prioritize you. that’s what you believe anyway.

he falls first, and he realizes it. surprising both of you, he makes a choice to send you flowers. the next time you see him, you scold him, and tell him to not pull shit like that. he’s confused, because to him, you did seem interested. you remind him that “just because we slept once, doesn’t mean i’m into you like that.”

but, our boy childe, doesn’t give up. (that was corny, i’ll never say it again. i sincerely apologize). he chases after you, because he’s really got nothing better to do with his life. you’re literally his new obsession.

so one day, he’s had enough, and he decides to ask you. “you can’t tell me you’re not the least bit interested in me, when you have to force yourself to look away, or when your cheeks warm up after my touch. i won’t believe you, so riddle me this, why are you lying to me?”

for once, in all the years you’ve known him, you can catch the small glimmer that appears in his usually dead, blue eyes. and you can tell, he is genuinely sad.

“i can’t be in a relationship with someone, where i’ll always be second choice.” this oddly confuses him, because, he himself, doesn’t know who’s first.

“huh?” he has this really adorable puppy face displayed, and is extremely confused.

“you idiot. i admire your spirit for always wanting to fight, but i’m unwilling to love you, if you won’t come home to me one day,” your eyes darted to the ground, and hands fiddling with one another.

“so that’s what this was about. are you doubting my strength?”

“yes, i am. you lost to the traveler, who held only a dull blade. isn’t that quite embarrassing?” of course, you were only half joking. he looks at you sheepishly before pulling you into a hug.

“i’ll always come back to you, i promise.”

I ALWAYS MAKE THESE LONGER THAN INTENDED.

[the-city-kitty]

“Harbinger” AU

A ROTTMNT AU work in progress. I really wanted to introduce this AU with some cover art but that’s not happening anytime soon, and this is sort of just meant to be something I play around with at no regular intervals, even the title might be subject to change, it’s pretty much on the back burner compared to my other stuff especially since I mostly want to do illustrations for this rather than a fic. With that let’s begin this mess:

Out of context quote: “Is this my destiny? To always be the one who destroys the world, no matter how hard I try to be the hero?”- there’s a decent chance this will never actually be said in the AU proper, but this sort of encapsulates the basic driving idea behind this AU.

AU Summary: When Casey is sent through the Time Gate, rather than ending up in Times Square he actually does end up in the right time and place to stop the Foot Clan from getting the Key. The only problem is that with his interference in the chase, they end up driving away with Leo instead.

Out of context quote: “Well if we don’t have the Key, why don’t we simply pick the lock?” - Foot Lieutenant. The Foot Lieutenant realizes that they may have lucked out in getting Leo. He surmises that getting the Key back from the other turtles will be too difficult, so instead the Foot Clan plans to use Leo’s portal powers as a sort of “lock pick” into the Prison Dimension. Following some ancient dark magic, they paint a bunch of mystic runes on Leo to force his powers to open a gateway to the Prison Dimension.

The turtles (+April+Casey+Splinter) rush to Leo’s rescue but by the time they arrive the ceremony has already begun. As the portal opens they witness what appears to be Leo’s body disintegrating as the Foot Clan force activated his powers, forcing his body to become to portal itself. Fueled by grief and rage the Mad Dogz rush in to begin fighting the Foot Clan and the Kraang. They still find themselves quickly overwhelmed, so Raph orders Donnie and Mikey to retrieve Leo’s katana’s, which have not disintegrated and seem to be what’s maintaining to portal.

(Quick warning, some body horror up ahead, this is where the AU gets kinda dark) Leo’s katanas are firmly planted in a set of stone plinths, keeping the portal open. Donnie and Mikey rush up the dais to remove the swords from their plinths, only to find Leo’s seemingly disembodied arms also still firmly holding onto his swords. Swallowing down how much that freaks them out, Donnie and Mikey pull the swords from their plinths and close the gate…. And Leo suddenly reappears, but he’s….. different….. he’s floating and…… glowy and….. are his limbs detached but still floating where they ought to be?? Is this even Leo???

There’s no time to process this as as soon as Leo’s(?) body reconstitutes itself he takes stock of the situation and somehow teleports everyone back to the lair, from there things only get more chaotic.

Aaaaand that’s all I have properly written down for this. I absolutely have more ideas and plan to come back/develop this further but like I said, it’s mostly on the back burner and just something to toy around with for fun between my main projects and the general struggles of being a student. I will definitely get around to illustrating what Harbinger!Leo looks like at some point because the way I want him to look is honestly kinda hard to describe in words which is why I mostly want to do this AU through drawings (even though I’m only okay at art but this gives me a good excuse to practice) so yeah, thanks for coming to my TEDtalk about yet another goddamn Leo AU

[spiriteddreams]

prompt: “shooting star” w/ diluc <3 this is part of my good luck event, the masterlist can be found here! a/n: feeling cheesy and in love with harbingers as i write for diluc woops

There are certain nights when the Darknight Hero will take a break from roaming the streets of Mondstadt. He decides that the Knights of Favonius, while inefficient, can handle the night. After all, the threat of Stormterror and the Fatui has long since passed. Between bartending at the Angel’s Share, handling business back at the winery, and his acts as a vigilante, he’s never really had time to take a step back. There’s always something that needs to be done.

“One night won’t hurt.” You hum, back resting against the plush cushions of the couch as you sit across from him, a half-played chessboard between the two of you. He’s winning, of course, carefully planned out moves slowly knocking away at your pieces. 

“Anything could happen.” He doesn’t look up at you, red eyes focused on the board. Gloved fingers move swiftly, his rook taking your knight. A smug look crosses his features as he sits back, waiting for your next move.

You roll your eyes, you’d given up on winning the game long ago, but he didn’t need to know that. “I’m sure I can convince Jean to increase patrol for one night.” Diluc doesn’t say anything to that, a sign of his silent agreement.

And that’s how you snag a moment of his time, tugging him to the tip of Starsnatch Cliff that overlooks the ocean. You sit together on a blanket, sharing a bottle of grape juice for two and food in the picnic basket that Adelinde had prepared just hours earlier. She had ushered the two of you out of the manor with teasing words, repeatedly reminding the wine owner that his home would still be there in the short time that the two of you would be gone. Diluc hadn’t even bothered to put up a fight, eager to escape from his hectic life to spend the rest of the night with you. He lets you tug on his hand to walk faster, pointing out the cecilia flowers growing in patches the closer and closer you get to the top, until you stand still, your fingers interlaced with his as you take in the view. The neverending ocean spreads out before you, dark glittering blue stretching towards the horizon as the moon’s reflection stares back up at you. The stars wink at you from above, the few patches of clouds already drifting away to allow you to gaze. 

Diluc lets you do the talking, filling the silence with mindless chatter as you ask him about the wine industry and the trips that he’ll be taking to neighboring nations for business. He doesn’t mind spilling the gossip he’s heard from abroad, recalling every story he’s heard as he begins to talk more and more about the people he’s met outside of Mondstadt. 

“One day you’ll have to take me to— oh! Look!” Your words are cut off as silver streaks across the sky. Immediately you’re reaching to grasp Diluc’s hand, pulling yourself closer to him as you point up at the sky, a shooting star flying past. He looks over at you, your eyes bright and swimming with light as your lips curl in awe. 

“Make a wish!” You say giddily and Diluc smiles gently. How long has it been since he’s indulged in a childish fantasy like this? A small voice in the back of his mind whispers that he hasn’t done that since before his father’s death. He swallows thickly at the thought and clears his throat, stealing another glance over at you, only to find that your eyes are closed. There’s a smile on your face, one that hides secrets, the ones that you tease him about because they’re the same secrets that you keep to yourself whenever you have something planned for him. It’s the same smile that you reserve for when he comes home late at night, tired from work, only to find that you’re half awake, waiting for him on the couch curled up by the fire. The same smile that you give him when you whisper how much you love him. Before you can open your eyes, Diluc does the same, allowing himself to indulge for just a moment, offering a wish to the star, to the Archons, to anyone who will listen.

If he can spend more time like this, he’ll do whatever it takes. Because the happiness and comfort that you’ve brought him since stumbling into his life, is something he hopes to hold onto forever.

reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated! <3

[1wingedtraveler]

you have asked and i shall deliver😌

time to blow ur mind and inbox my darling mari

okayyyy so first of sumeru archon quest interlude will happen and it seems to be more focused on scaramouche and the fatui plans. the 1st harbinger, pierro seems to have ordered dottore to trick scaramouche into thinking they made him the god he was always supposed to be because dottore said smt along the lines of “jester, i have completed the mission you gave me”.

2nd. it seems like us the traveler, scaramouche and nahida are not done with our quest with the irmunsul tree since smt that looks alike was shown and the lumine va said nahida has asked us to do smt with the irmunsul tree but i forgor💀

3rd. to me it seems like dottore had fucked up with scara’s mind and memories since in the trailer it was shown that scaramouche was having a mental breakdown while saying “dottore” in a very hurt, traumatized and betrayed voice. my poor wifey leave him alone yall😭😭😭

4th. inazuma will have an event, there will be another event that you have to collect balloons, akin to sonic around every part of the map and the windtrace event has returned!!! i’m so excited since this is my first windtrace event ever since i only started playing genshin thru the middle of infinite ayaya banner💀

5th. introducing the characters’ and their gameplay. scara definitely looks fun and guess what!! HE REFUNDS MORA WHEN ASCENDING BOW OR A CATALYST WEAPON!!! YEEESSSS!! (even tho i have 17million mora)

6th. faruzan. she’s def more interesting than she looks since her backstory was briefly introduced by lumine va. faruzan is apparently 200 hundred year old at least. she started by being the best puzzle solving person from the akademiya 100 years ago and the notes she left behind became one of the best materials. sadly she once got trapped in a domain for 100 years which caused her to become immortal and now she has returned and seems to be working as a mentor. also she seems to be a good swirl character. her burst was similiar to yelan and xingqui’s but instead of floating beside her it floats around and it buffs friends in co-op and decreases enemies’ anemo dmg.

7th. just in case you haven’t known 3.3 first half will have scara and itto while second half will have ei and ayato.

8th. also another thing i forgot. it seems like scara’s battlesuit, the large mecha seems to be sentient in some form or maybe it’s controlled by dottore cuz towards the end scara was standing against the mecha as if he was about to fight it. honestly what’s up with the raidens and their sentient puppet mechas🙄🙄

and that abt wraps it up. good luck on ur pulls fellow scaranation person😤😤 and we WILL have him. he has no choice. i won’t even hesitate for a single second to write another smut of him as a summoning ritual🤭

Wow thank you for summerizing whole stream for me. Saves me the time watching lmao(I will spend it on farming primos for my queen scara)

Fuck scara didn't learn shit since those 3 betrayals. Now the 4th is sounds like an REAL betrayal😭 (note to future scara fanfics *EXTREME* trust issues)

Ohhh you know what if windtrace has returned we could play it together sometime. If people from diffrent servers can play together 🥲 i would have to also borrow my friends laptop since my refuses to let me coop and dies

Scara must have learned bow and catalyst making from his friend😔 thats why its his passive talent

Omg I want to see scara in battle out of his mecha suit. I hope he will fight it

I too have around 20 milion mora, im rank 60 so all the exp turns into mora and I still crave more. Im mr. Crabs of genshin

I think I will have over 300 wishes for my wife and queen when he comes out😈 and guaranteed

A summoning ritual for scara when he gets gangbanged by reader's clones or reader and other characters🤤

AHEM

GOOD LUCK ON PULLING HIM! SCARANATION SHALL SUCCEED

[picie]

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[lettersformonday]

you initiating the first kiss

GENSHIN IMPACT HEAD CANNONS

includes - scaramouche and kaeya ︎★

feminine lean | male lean | androgynous lean |

genre - fluff

ᝰ Kaeya

You already know Kaeya is the biggest fuckin tease on earth. He would really wait to do something just so he can see a frustrated look on your face. Knowing you guys haven’t had your first kiss at all since you’ve gotten together really got you upset. Since you know he wasn’t going to initiate your first kiss might as well do it yourself at that point.

You stormed into his office irritated on how he was teasing you. You look like you could actually strangle someone, and you actually would if you didn’t have at least one kiss right now. Kaeya turned to you and out his paper down giving his full attention to you, “What’s wrong y/n? What did I do this time..?” Kaeya asked with a smirk plastered on his face knowing what you wanted. “Don’t play dumb pretty boy..you know exactly why I’m angry.” You answered maintaining eye contact while walking closer to him.

“Well I’m not sure what you’re —” you stopped him mid sentence grabbing his collar harshly and pressing his lips onto yours. Kaeya smiled into the kiss while placing his hand on your cheek. You then pulled away from the kiss looking at Kaeya, he then laughed teasingly while you gave him a glare.

“Eager aren’t you, my love?” Kaeya replied, as he pushed a strand of your hair out of your face. “You we’re taking to long..so I just did it myself.” you mumbled with your head down flustered. Kaeya tilted your head up and gave you a peck on your lips. You rolled your eyes and walked out being secretly happy. Once Kaeya saw you walk out of the office he gently put his fingers over his lips with a gentle look on his face.

ᝰ Scaramouche

That man wouldn’t even bat you an eye because of how flustered he was. Can’t even control his emotions around you, so ignoring you was the best thing he came up. He still did subtle things to let you know he still cares. You thought this was the cutest and funniest thing ever so you decided you’d give a little present.

It was another normal day of Scaramouche doing his duties as the sixth harbinger. He was writing and you were sitting in front of his desk staring at him about to set your plan in motion. He looked up irritated, “What are you doing?” He asked putting down his paper work. “Admiring your beauty.” You answered while booping his nose with your finger.

He quickly hid his face with the papers he was working on knowing he would be embarrassed if you ever saw him like this. You giggled as you can still see the tips of his ears red. “Stop it y/n, I have work to do and you’re being distracting.” He retaliated putting his work on the desk getting ready to write again.

You quickly stopped him holding the hand that had the pen in yours looking right into his eyes. “I don’t want you to do work..you haven’t been paying attention to me and I’m bored.” You whined like a crying child while pouting. He raised a brow looking at you annoyed, “How is that my problem y/n?” You only smirked and leaned over his desk meeting his face. You can feel the tip of his nose brushing against yours. You slowly close the distance and felt his lips on yours. You quickly pulled away knowing he would push you away sooner or later.

You leaned back and sat down in your chair.“If that’s what you wanted, you could’ve done it when I wasn’t occupied.” He scoffed as he darted his eyes away from you knowing his eyes would go straight to your lips. “This is why I like you.” You said smiling at his reaction. He only hummed and went back to writing.

[worriedvision]

Part 2 of this fic! It’s the childe fic where he has an argument with the reader which results in them parting in not best terms. Fluff ending but got some angst sprinkled in lol, gender neutral reader as always!

Childe stopped his fighting the moment he saw people scattering, cowering in fear and yelling warnings to their colleagues that ‘the harbinger is back’. Now, he’s checking for any signs you’re alive. To his relief, he still feels a pulse. Looking at your face, he feels awful for the events that transpired between the two of you that led to the idea of you no longer being so invincible. 

He saw day after day how good of a job you did in work. If it wasn’t for your vigilance, your boss would have been long dead due to unpaid debts. He hated how different you two were in terms of where your skills lied, but the thing you used to have in common was a joy for fishing. Most people find the task tedious, often making too much racket to get a good catch on the line. He always enjoyed the fishing contests you guys would have when you had a free hour, and he would occasionally sneak an extra fish into your basket when you weren’t looking. To his surprise, you did the same with him, and you often found it was a tie. Now that he thinks of it, when did you last have time together like that? Not the dinner dates, but the dates where you two would be comfortable just sitting behind each other and silently enjoying each others company. 

Now? He was carrying you, running to the medic that he took with his team when surveying an area, demanding that the medic doesn’t kill you. Sweating nervously, the doctor merely nods before ushering Tartaglia into the tent, grabbing materials before starting her work. 

--

You slowly open your eyes, slightly dizzy as you look around. You don’t recognise anyone in the tent, only seeing a doctor writing down some notes before they abruptly stop at the realisation you woke up. They perform some basic tests, checking you have your memory in tact and you aren’t physically unwell in any way before she rushes out, waving in someone. Seeing Tartaglia, you freeze up, eyes darting as you try to figure out what you can do to escape getting killed because you kept meddling with the plans that the Fatui had for the boss you worked with. To your surprise, Tartaglia walks slowly towards you, sitting on the bed and looking into your eyes as if he didn’t believe you were still alive. Eventually, he pulls you in, beginning to softly cry out of relief. 

“I’m so happy.” He pitifully admits, tightening his grip. “I thought I was too late.”

You pat his back, sighing into his embrace before he pulls back, kissing your forehead before he holds both of your hands. 

“Lets spend the day together.” He sings. 

“But I have to work.” You state, beginning to stand up only for him to stop you.

“Your boss was happy to have their debts relieved if he permanently transferred you to my unit. Now, you work with me!” He says, overjoyed that he could finally start to treat you the way he should be. “I’ll do the fun fighting things, and you get to do the paperwork.” He cheers, looping his arm around yours before he walks with you to a river. 

“Now, I have some fishing gear on me.” Tartaglia starts. “Let’s do another fishing competition. This time, we have until something comes up!”

After a good 6 hours, you both finally stop, smiling at each other as you realise, once again, it was a tie. 

[witch-hazels-musings]

I would adore "Dont look down, look right at me."with Scaramouche! I dont think this one was used yet!

Hehe — I’m kinda bouncing around and you’re is the first I see so WEEE - Don’t look down :D

—

You stood near row after row of letters that made their way into the Fatui headquarters. Correspondence from troops, scouts, Harbingers scattered across all of Teyvat found their way here and you did you absolute best to keep it all organized. In fact, you may have been the best person for the job because no matter how hectic things became around you, you poured yourself into the work. If letters got lost or missing, vital information could find their way into the wrong hands - or worse, be lost for those who desperately needed it. So, as you rummaged through the stack of letters, you made sure each one got filed correctly and safely.

You were so focused that you didn’t notice someone calling your name, you didn’t even notice the proximity of them as they stood behind you. The only time you knew there was another person in the same space as you was when you turned and ran directly into them.

“Ah!” Your voice reverberated off the walls of the small room and the few remaining letters in your hand flew into the air only to fall and slide across the ground. “What the …”

“What are you doing? I was calling for you.” Scara pulled you from the ground, his fingers wrapping around your arm as he lifted you from the floor.

“Wh-what are you doing here?” You asked, pushing the fallen strands of hair out of your face.

“I came to get you, why else would I be here.” His hand moved to his hip as he watched you search for the letters that had fallen. In a huff, he leaned against the wall and impatiently waited for you to collect them.

“I’m almost done, can I meet you somewhere?” You stretched you arm underneath one of the shelves, your fingers dancing over a letter that had slipped beneath it.

“Can you not just leave now?” He examined his nails, a look of disinterest on his face.

“Uh, give me one second … gotcha!” Triumphantly, you held the document in front of you before twirling on your heels to face the cubbies waiting to be filled. As quickly as you could, you tried to organize them all but as you got back into the swing of things, your quickness moved to diligence and your pace slowed.

“Ahem.” Scara called for you but you ignored him again, your back was presented too him and he could hear you talking to yourself as you read over the documents. He was starting to get irritated, if your attention should be on anything, it should be on him - did you understand that? When calling out your name led him nowhere, he decided to take matters into his own hands.

“Harbinger 11, Tartaglia … Signora is working on a plan for Liyue’s Rite of Descension … mm so a deal, huh … HEY!” Suddenly, the documents in your hands were ripped from you and in place of them stood Scaramouche whose patience had long disolved. “Scara … I need to get that information … to-to … ” His arms caged you in and without understanding how, your back was against the cubbies while he stood flush against you.

“Do I need to teach you a lesson in paying attention?” His voice was deep and threatening, and as you sunk further away he easily followed after you. Your eyes fell to the floor but his commanding hand brought them back up. “Don’t look down, look right at me.”

“Scara … someone might come in here.”

“They are far to afraid of me to try.” He ran his nose along side your neck and your hands moved to hold onto his shirt. “Are you afraid of me?”

“N-no.”

“You should be.”

Sorry Tartaglia, I’ll get that intelligence to you soon.

Dreamland Event

[stargazer-balladeer]

Jealousy [Genshin Impact]

Characters Included: Aether, Albedo, Childe, Scaramouche, Xiao & Zhongli

Notes: Ngl,, this is a mess 🤣🤣 just like my mind- ;;w;; hope ya’ll like this! 

Reader’s Gender: Neutral

Warning: swearing in Scara’s part :(

Tagging: @genshin-obsessed

Aether isn’t a jealous-type at all, he trusts you that you won’t go behind his back. When he does get jealous, it’ll be either because he’s tired or someone interrupted his precious time with you or he just got back from his journey. But the one thing he hates the most is someone interrupting your date. 

His time with you is precious, every hour, every minute, every second, he cherishes them all. After all, he doesn’t know how much time he has, so he tries to make up every second in time with you. So if someone tries to interrupt his precious time with you, he’s pissed and pouty-

He’ll have a pout on his face as he glares at the person talking to you, wanting them to go away already. He doesn’t care if you reprimand him for scaring that person away, he doesn’t care if that person was important (like Jean or Diluc-), they're all the same in his eyes. When that person goes away, either scared or amused (Kaeya), Aether would immediately bring you into a hug as he peppers your neck with light kisses. 

If Aether sees that you are having fun with someone else, he can’t help but let his insecurity rise up. What if you left him for that person? What would he do with the shattered pieces of his heart? He’ll have a dark and sad look on his face, like a kicked puppy- he’ll walk away with his head hanging low. You better realize that Aether is gone or I swear I’ll--

Overall, his definition of jealousy is just being pissed by someone- 

“Tsk. That person really has the nerve to try to take away my time with you… I’m not jealous.”

Albedo, at first, would be confused at the sudden foreign feeling inside him when he sees you getting friendly with the other Knights. He doesn’t know what he’s feeling at that moment. Should he go there and drag you away? Why the sudden urge of kissing you in front of them? Why is his chest twisting painfully inside him? He really doesn’t understand-

He would consult Sucrose about it, and Sucrose concluded that he might be experiencing “Jealousy”. At first, he rejected the idea, saying it was a childish thing to experience. And that he has no time for that. But as the days pass, he soon realizes that Sucrose was indeed correct. 

Whenever someone would approach you, he would be staring (more like glaring) at them in the distance. His eyes would narrow if he sees that person casually touching you. But Albedo would only intervene if someone took it too far or if he sees that you’re uncomfortable. 

Albedo would never tell you that he’s jealous. It is kinda hard to see him jealous but the slightest change of his eyes and how his lips quirk into a dissatisfied frown made you realize that he’s jealous. Also, his mood sours if he’s jealous. He might ignore you for a while, don’t worry, he’s not mad! He’s just a bit pouty because he was just right there, why were you talking to that person?

Overall, won’t admit he’s jealous and might ignore you for a while.

“Why are you here? Shouldn’t you go back to that person? It seems like you two were having a pleasant conversation after all.”

Childe, similarly to Aether, is not a jealous type of person. Even if you try your best to make him jealous, it wouldn’t work. He can always see through your plan, so making him jealous purposely is always gonna fail. 

But here’s the thing. Childe is good at hiding his true emotions, the mask he has now was carefully carved and shaped by him. So he’s good at hiding his true motive, good at hiding his emotions, good at hiding his thoughts. This means that you wouldn’t know that he’s jealous. Though he’s still rarely jealous. He has a high pride towards himself that he wouldn’t get replaced easily. If there was ever a competition, he would happily compete with them for your heart- (competition and fights are what he lives for-)

He wouldn’t get jealous of you simply hanging out with someone, but if he sees that you’re having fun with the person. His jealousy meter is rising, he would hide in the shadows as he watches you and the person happily talking with each other. Once his jealousy meter reaches a certain meter, he would casually appear beside you and drag you away from that person while exclaiming that you two have something to do.

Like I said earlier, even if he was jealous, you can’t tell. So it’s 9 out of 10 chances that you were able to see his jealousy. If you tease him about it, he would just shut you up with a kiss- Also, there’s also this 50% chance that he’ll make out with you in front of the person. And he wouldn’t stop, he would just continue. You wouldn’t notice the person leaving, too caught up in your makeout session. When you two pull apart, he has a cocky smile on his face. 

Overall, secretly jealous but wouldn’t show it-

“There you are, sweetheart! I was searching for you everywhere! Come on! We have something to do! If you’ll excuse us, stranger, I’m going to have to steal away my (princess/prince)~”

It’s very obvious that he’s a jealous/possessive type. He would glare at anyone who dares to even go near you. No one can steal you away while he’s with you. Those who are stupidly brave (Childe-) will get zap by his Electro as Scaramouche drags you away while huffing. 

But he’s like this because he never has anyone to care for him before, your love is the only thing he has. Never has he experienced being loved before. He was despised by his fellow Harbingers and Fatui. He was hated by almost everyone he met. No one showed him any sort of affection unless they were simply using him for their own gain. You, who was undoubtedly naive and stupid to trust a Fatui Harbinger, manage to not only befriend him but make him fall in love with you. 

He gets jealous easily. Even if you two are the same gender, he’ll get jealous. He’ll immediately appear by your side and whisk you away, ignoring your complaints and the stare of the person. Sometimes, if someone is flirting with you, he’ll make out with you in front of them. Even though he doesn’t like kissing you in public, he will make this time an exception. The flustered look on the person’s face brings him such satisfaction-

Scaramouche would glare at that person who you’re talking to, doesn’t matter if you were the one who started the conversation, he would be seething with rage. How dare they talk to you?! Your attention and time should be spent on him! You might need to talk to him about his rather alarming behavior. After that, he’ll mellow down a bit. But that doesn’t stop his glares on that person. 

Overall,, even though he manages his anger issues, he’s still jealous if you spend time (even if it’s only a minute) on another person- 

“I told you to stop associating yourself with those low-life people, my beloved. You shouldn’t waste your breath on them……. Of course, I’m fucking jealous! You should’ve seen how they eyed you! I wanted to kill them on the spot for looking at you-” (chill scara- do you want some snickers-?) 

Xiao wouldn’t admit it but he’s jealous. He would rather die than ever admit that he’s jealous of you hanging out with your fellow mortals. Especially if you are on your way to meet him and a person starts to talk to you, somewhere, Xiao is glaring at the person and you are talking with a small pout on his face. He might not appear to you at all unless you decided to give him some Almond Tofu. 

Similar to Scaramouche, he never felt love before and doesn’t care much about it. He thought it was weak to love somebody, imagining giving everything up just for one person? Gross. But when Xiao met you for the first time, he thought time stopped. At that moment, he knew he would make you his. You manage to capture his heart just by appearing in front of him, so take full responsibility-

You can immediately tell if he’s jealous because he has a scary face on with an (adorable) pout. He’ll glare half-heartedly at you, grumbling that you should go back to whoever that was. Even though he acts like a baby at that moment, he was just insecure. You were a mortal, he was an Adepti. You can die any time while he lived for millennia now. Wouldn’t you prefer to date a mortal like yourself? One who will grow old with you, one who isn’t as cold-hearted as him? You might need to reassure him again-

Xiao trusts you, yes, but he doesn’t trust the mortals much. He actually prefers if you spend your time with someone like the Traveller, one he knows and trusts. He’s just being wary and cautious. Don’t worry. Even if someone decides to corner you in an alleyway or somewhere, Xiao would be there immediately, raging with fury-  

Overall, an overprotective, insecure baby that gets jealous if you don’t notice him-

“Did that mortal harm you? I saw how they grab you.. They should pay for their sins- how dare they hurt someone like you.” 

Zhongli is also not much of a jealous-type. He trusts you whole-heartedly and allows you to talk to anyone freely. He would only be alarmed if that person makes you uncomfortable or decides to harm you in any way. But other than that, he lets you be. As long as you return home in one piece.

But he would be annoyed if someone (its always Childe-) decides to interrupt your date. He prefers having alone time with you because he is constantly busy with work. He would not-so-subtly try to shoo away that person. But if you intervene and let them stay, he decides to let them be. But be prepared to have another date tomorrow to make-up the date ruined.

Even if he’s jealous, you couldn’t tell. He just his usual face on, with a rather malice smile on his face. If you look away for even a second, the person you’re talking to is already gone when you return your head. You blink, a bit offended at that person for suddenly leaving in the middle of the conversation. While Zhongli besides you just pat your head. (shh.. You don’t need to know that he scared off that person,, it’s our little secret-)

BUT! His jealousy will only show if you spend the entire day with another person, and completely ignoring him- when you return home, prepare for your punishment for spend your day with another person and not giving him his daily dose of kisses-

Overall, a rather calm guy that rarely gets jealous

“How rude. You’ve been ignoring me the whole day, and yet you spend your entire time with another. I’m your lover, am I not? And to add to the wound, you forgot to kiss me. Oh well, guess it’s time to get them now.”

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[rviden]

Ngl I want to see Baal, Zhongli and Venti take revenge on the Harbinger reader now.

— BETRAYED BY THEIR HARBINGER S/O | PART 2

#includes — baal, zhongli, venti

#warnings — descriptions of death, blood

#pronouns — they/them

#BAAL

her heel pressed down between your shoulder blades — the pressure growing more and more as the time passed. every second that she saw you defenceless and powerless under her, bleeding and pleading for her to stop, only fuelled her anger.

“i trusted you. i believed that you had no ill intent. and i cared so deeply for you — and look what it’s come to,” every break of sentence was furthermore accentuated with a jolt of her foot, pressing your front harder into the rough ground. “the god you claimed wasn’t worth a damn thing now has your life in her hands, and the thought of revenge on her mind...” her foot left your back, but the crackling of electricity, and the purple glow you knew all to well appeared. “you’re nothing but a bug in my path — one that i will crush without regret.”

“betrayal truly is a pain in my ass-“

“when you turned your back on me and used me as if i was nothing... that was the day you sealed your fate as yet another vision in my collection,” with those words, she knelt down, keeping the sword of hers within your view, and ripped the vision from your hip. bringing it up to her eyes, inspecting the vision much like you inspected her gnosis. “it will make a fine addition to the statue however... i think it will go front and centre — a beautiful centre piece with such a wonderful story behind it.”

the half groan, half whimper at the words from her sounded like music, yet twisted her heart at the same time.

“what’s the story behind it?”

baal brought her foot to your side, and flipped you so you were laying in your back — your eyes now facing the darkening sky as rain began to poor down.

it was fitting really.

“the story?” she brought the blade of hers to hover over your chest — the electricity that made up the blade sending shocks to your skin, making you wince in pain. “a pathetic mortal — one of which served another in secret — used an archon of all people, and really thought that they would come out on top,” the tip of her blade came to rest over your heart. “now look who’s looking down upon them with a blade to their chest.”

she raised the blade above her head, looking into your eyes with a look of hatred and betrayal, with a glimmer of sadness — sadness due to the thoughts of you and her happy with one another once upon a short time ago.

“this is the end of your story.”

you could only offer a smile through the pain your were feeling. “make sure to tell my tale.”

“your tale will be wiped away as i rid my blade of your blood — but i’ll make sure to deliver your body in pieces to your beloved archon.”

her blade came down — blood splattering onto her face and hands as she listened to the last breath escape your mouth alongside your whimpers and cries.

“i’ll see you in the afterlife my darling.”

#ZHONGLI

“i wish it didn’t have to be this way, i truly mean that,” his body sat beside your own bloody, bruised, and broken one. despite holding back, zhongli had done enough damage to ensure your slow death without fully intending to.

“we could’ve been happy — we could’ve lived a long life together-“

“that’s not true and you know it, don’t be naive,” you whimpered out, desperately trying to put all of your energy into your veins to try and will yourself to sit up, but every breath, blink, and beat of your heart sent sharp and brutal pains throughout your body. “i serve a cause that is completely against all that you are, and you represent nothing but a mission.”

zhongli lowered his head, his eyes filling with tears. he knew he’d hear words that sent his mind into a scrambled mess and made his heart break into grains of crushed glass.

“a mission huh,” he sighed, trying to grab ahold of his emotions that were just a smidge out of reach. “well i suppose this is the end of that — you lived an exciting life however, and i’ll try to make the end of it quick.”

the panic rushed throughout your powerless body — trying to will your broken limbs to move in any way. to swing at the archon, to crawl away, or to shield your body from the spear he readied over your body.

moments prior, he had scanned your body, trying to decide on the quickest way to put you out of your misery, and also one that wouldn’t hurt you too much.

as much as he wanted to be mad, to bring every ounce of his power down upon you until you were buried beneath thousands of pounds of stone — he couldn’t.

because although you had taken his heart, his trust, and almost everything that made him who he is away from him, he couldn’t bring himself to wish pain upon you.

so with a teary, whisper goodbye, his spear lodged into your chest — your body growing limp immediately under him.

“goodbye y/n.”

#VENTI

venti cradled your head against his chest, tracing the features of your face, smudging around the droplets of blood that coated your skin.

it was a quick means to an end overall, and while he was fulfilled with his doings, his heart ached just as much as it did the day you betrayed him.

“i remember when i first met you, y’know that,” his gaze never lifted from your face. “it was at dilucs tavern — i was playing that night, and you had just arrived in mondstadt with nothing more then a smile that made almost everyone swoon.”

looking back, he remembers feeling special — like out of all the gentlemen and maidens in the room, he had caught your heart. your eyes had stayed trained on him despite the countless bodies coming up to your own, offering drinks and food, promises of good times, and questions about you.

but you had stayed near the small stage tucked in the corner — the bard himself stood atop it plucking away at his lyres stings, and serenading the tavern with a soft voice and his rhythmic words.

but it was all an elaborate plan to steal something of his away.

“why did you have to work for the other side,” his head smacked against the tree trunk behind him, a groan of sadness and discomfort following. “this is the last place i wanted to end up, and yet here we are.”

venti pulled your body closer to his own, giving one last squeeze before standing and laying your body at the roots — a tree that only he and friends of old knew about.

a place tucked away from the rest of the world, so you could be left in peace.

“the lousy god beat you,” he let out a small, halfhearted laugh at the revaluation. “and here — he lays you down for an eternal rest.”

he left your body there, flowers surrounding your body and a full bottle of mondstadt’s finest wine — a toast to your glory days, when all that you showed him was love and affection.

the resting place of someone he used to know.

i’m proud of baal’s and zhongli’s but i’m not sure about venti’s...

[changeling-droneco]

To celebrate a certain white haired fluffy luckster’s birthday I’m going to talk about Komaeda in my Mastermind Makoto au. First though, a little background on the ultimate despairs

In this universe his class are not mind controlled, because mind control is boring, and people keep doing Junko’s plans before she can and it’s driving her up a wall. Instead, when Kamakura was created a sliver of Hajime remained, not a lot, but enough to influence and whisper to Izuru. Hajime, desperate to be mourned, to be avenged, managed to get Kamukura to inform Chiaki and all the reserves about what had happened in hopes that it would be an interesting reaction. The reserves of course near immediately start rioting while Chiaki fell into a deep despair, her class followed her into despair like falling dominoes, so angry at the world, so mad at the injustices that were happening, so determined to rip and tear until they couldn’t shed another tear. As the world fell the sliver of Hajime left was thrilled he had become a martyr, that his name had become a war chant, that he would be remembered, that the world knew him and what had been done to him.

Komaeda followed ultimate despair because he both cared deeply for Chiaki and also was really excited to see the hope that would bloom from all of this. He didn’t do much beyond wander for his first year or so of the tragedy, just following the whims of his luck as he kept an eye out for his friends. Eventually his luck led him to a broken down but still working tv playing the killing game and he was enthralled.

The way hope and despair intermingled, the mastery of dancing a tight line between the two, the force of making a choice and the denial of a middle ground. It reminded him of himself, how the cycle of the show matched his own cycle of luck, and when the reveal happened, that the hopeful Makoto was the mastermind, how Makoto rejected apathy, how he spit vitriol about useless words that were neither poison nor cure, Nagito completely agreed with everything he said. He had finally found someone who understood on some level his philosophies, and he was so deeply enthralled into borderline worship.

With his luck it wasn’t too much longer after the broadcast ended for him to very literally be thrown into Makoto’s life of a fugitive. Enthralled and deeply in love, Nagito begged Makoto to take him on as his disciple, prostrating himself in front of him. Makoto smiled, pulled Nagito to his feel, and happily agreed to be friends. Soon though after a bit of time of the two traveling together Nagito was officially made the Harbingers Disciple, as Makoto was really glad to finally meet someone who actually understood his philosophies and methods. While Nagito did creep Makoto out, the two were fast friends as Makoto passed his knowledge and mission down to his new student, and also some just general therapy about self worth because Makoto is still Makoto at heart.

Thus when he heard Chihiro’s neo world program and how they were bringing in the remnants, Nagito wrinkled his nose at such an easy hope. It was too easy, no lasting hope would come from gently pushing someone down a predetermined path. It’s just more apathy hidden under well wishes with no one ever taking actual responsibility. Really, he had higher hopes for the programmer turned hope.

No one gets a free get out of jail card here, to just smile and pretend like he and his fellow remnants never made a choice in the first place is nothing but laziness that robs the world of the actual bright beautiful hope that comes from making a new choice instead of ignoring an old one. He’d remind them all that apathy disguised as hope is more worthless then even despair. If his friends want redemption, they had to actively choose that hope, not let someone else gently smile at them and let them forget the world and their responsibilities just  because they said sorry. No, it was too late for apologies, there would be no hope from just forgiving and forgetting. Komaeda will so mercifully grant the ability to choose with a fun little program he and his teacher made.