#sagau genshin impact

[mayaree-darling]

who's to say what's real or fake// Genshin SAGAU

from aree: impostor au but you actually are the impostor? but ofcourse theres a twist. I think i'll call this FakeGrace!Reader. This was just going to be a headcannon post but ended up a whole fic plot

warnings: themes that all come with the sagau tag (yandere, lots of religious talk, cult, etc.)

word count: 2k~

You end up on Teyvat and immediately the characters recognize you as their Creator; of course you're their Creator - you have the same face, name, and voice. You go through the ordeal of getting to know all the characters all over again and they in turn love you as the god they’ve been waiting for all this time.

You decide that well, this is the world and characters I spent blood, sweat, and tears building (even if it was behind a screen) so might as well help out and do what needs to be done. The people come to you for their problems and you find that they're not as difficult as when you were simply a player. Maybe a minor dispute here and there between the NPCs, but now the vision holders and the Archons ask for your thoughts on how to go about political matters concerning their nations. Even Snezhnaya has signed a peace treaty with the other nations as a show of good faith to the Creator (even if you know for a fact its a temporary one).

All has never been better.

Until another Creator appears in Teyvat, and this one bleeds gold the way their stories foretold. In a way you do not.

The vision holders are torn. Yes, you are an impostor, and they want to hate you for tricking them, but at the same time haven’t you only shown them love? Haven’t you been patient with them and understanding despite being thrown into a world you’re unfamiliar with?

But with careful coercion from the other god, they have to choose to follow their true Creator. You decide to take pity on them and step down from your position yourself, choosing to live with the Aranara who have gladly taken you under their wing (fake god you may be, you are still a friend of the forest, and the forest always remembers its friends).

The Archons tell their new Creator that you are no more. They pretend to not hear when the Creator says they should have brought your head with them, maybe just a bitter reaction for finding out that they have been serving an impostor all this time (the Archons are lying when they say they do not feel sickened at the idea of hurting you, and disgusted at this new God's words)

It soon becomes clear to the people of Teyvat that this new Creator is not you - none of the patience or kindness you had showed them. This new one thinks helping their people is below them, even laughs at some of their problems. They chuck their duties as a god to the vision holders and spend their days leisurely, wining and dining on the best food, expecting to be waited on hand and foot. And at first it was fine, the characters understood. Maybe their Creator was just enjoying the fruits of their labor for once (although in the back of their mind, they can't help but compare you - you who worked tirelessly to attend to everyone even when they’d almost beg you to take a break). The characters tell themselves that they just need to get used to this new god, their true Creator. It will all right itself in time. Even as the Creator acted more like a child by the day, calling for the punishment of characters for the simplest of things. It’s fine. It’s fine.

It didn't take long for their will to break.

The God of Wisdom is called as such for a reason. Nahida may be younger compared to the rest, but she is braver than most. She simply tried to impart a fraction of her wisdom, softly suggesting to the Creator to show mercy for their people who were gravely punished for things they did not do.

This Creator was not you. They did not have a drop of patience that you had, nor any love for their creations. Their god saw this as nothing but an act of treason. How dare a mere Archon tell them what to do? She dares to question who the Creator can and cannot punish?

The silence is deafening in the throne room as the Creator calls for the death of Lesser Lord Kusanali and the destruction of Sumeru. If it is mercy she asks for then it is the last thing she and her people will receive. The other Archons agree past gritted teeth, the sin of Khaenri’ah weighing heavy over their shoulders still.

Nahida had been banished to Sumeru before the order was given, so the Archons make their way to the Nation of Wisdom to tell her of her sentencing, hoping to beg her to ask the Creator for their forgiveness.

This can't be how it ends. Are they to spend their lives in fear of the god they so revered?

They enter a forest emitting divine energy in search of their friend, hearts heavy, but they found something else.

They found you. They found the Creator they loved once upon a time.

They seemed to have caught you mid-conversation with Nahida, and to their surprise (and resentment) the Tsaritsa; they can only assume that the god of Snezhnaya has informed you first of Nahida's fate. The Wanderer catches sight of them and stands in front of you in protection. You don't even bat an eye. You swallow hard and stand, Nahida's hand enveloped in yours, and the other gods would be lying if they say they did not feel jealousy strangling their lungs.

With a steady voice, you tell them that should they take one step against Nahida, you will meet them halfway. If they decide to send Sumeru to hell, they will have to go through you first. You will do everything you can to stop them, and if Sumeru falls then you fall with them.

They don't have to look at the others to make up their mind. There's a beat of silence but first it's Morax, and Beelzebul and Barbatos and then Focalor, and they are on their knees, heads bowed low.

It is only right to show respect to their god, after all. How could they be so blind?

Validation of their actions comes soon after as you let go of Nahida's hand and tell the Wanderer to stand aside. You do something that tyrant of a Creator that sits on a glass throne would never - you kneel before them and hold out your hand.

"Why are you all kneeling? Stand up. I am no longer your god. But I hope you will have me as a friend. Will that be alright?"

There are tears in their eyes as they let out stuttering laughter. Yes, this is their god. Their god with so much love and compassion and a heart that does nothing but bleed for them. A heart that does not ask for them to bleed.

You are their god. You are their true Creator. Golden blood be damned. All that gold has done nothing but blind them.

Eventually, you all end up on the forest floor. You accept the role of a friend as promised, and catch up with them. The Archons are almost in tears as you listen to their stories earnestly, squeezing their hands in sympathy as you listen to the pain they've been through under the rule of their so called Creator (they really should find a new title for you, the god that sits on your throne has sullied your rightful name). At one point they stop telling you stories of their mistreatment, unable to see your face be any sadder than it already was. They take to retelling your stories together, reminiscing better days - because is that not what they have done all this time? Think about the lovely you for every wrongdoing the other god had done in your name?

As you laugh and smile with them and their stories and their company, the idea burrows through their mind without your knowledge, taking root, and they refuse to let it go. Wouldn't it be so much better if it was always like this? Seeing your smiling face with them, a person that deserves to be called a god even more so than all of them combined. Knowing you were safe from harm, not having to defend yourself, especially from them under orders from a tyrant. Knowing you loved them the way they loved you.

It was all better with you.

When you weren't looking, the Archons gave each other knowing looks and curt nods in understanding.

You are their beloved Creator.

As a peaceful silence falls over you, they watch as you smile sadly, their hearts breaking to see such an expression on your face. In a soft voice, you apologize for not being able to do much to help them. When you lift your head, golden resolute eyes meet yours.

"You’ve done enough, Your Grace. Let us handle the rest."

You may have laughed at the old title, but the Archons are hell bent in returning it to you. Although it hurts them to say goodbye, they know it’s only for the moment. Soon, you will be with them. Back in your rightful throne, as you have always deserved.

Nahida is the youngest, and so they decide to spare her the carnage. The rest know she is no fool, they don't need to tell her what they had planned for her to know what happens next. She does not fully agree in the others' decision, yet she stays in Sumeru, promising to make sure you do not find out. Word travels fast to the other vision holders in the form of a breeze from Barbatos. Barely anyone had disagreed with the notion of removing the rejected god from the throne, and those who were hesitant at first changed their mind after hearing how you were ready to go down with Sumeru. Morax and the Tsaritsa lead the rebellion.

A god is only as powerful as the people who worship them. By the time the Archons arrived in the throne room, the Creator had no one to hide behind.

They made it a spectacle. They spin a tale for the people that the god they so worshiped was an impostor who had switched bodies with their rightful god, which explains the gold blood that should be yours. They say you were patiently waiting for them all to come back to you, to remove this impostor from your throne. You were ready to accept them all, they just needed to get rid of this filth that dared destroy your name. The Creator - no, the Impostor - is horrified when the people accept this story so easily, but they only have themselves to blame. Who cares what they have to say to defend themselves, although it’s not like they can anyway - how can they when their tongue was cut off?

Teyvat was silent as gold painted the streets of Liyue Harbor. Teyvat no longer cares for golden blood, not after all the blood and tears it had taken from its people. After all, a golden soul stands ready to take back their rightful place.

Your followers thought it had all been worth it - the pain, the hardships, the blood - to see you smile the first time you set foot outside Sumeru after what felt like years to them. And yet, despite the joyous occasion, you hesitantly turn to them and ask a question not even Irminsul would answer you.

"What happened to the Creator?"

You would be lying if you said the soft smiles each of them gave did not unnerve you as they all said the same thing, like a joke everyone knew all except you.

"We simply removed the Impostor from Your Grace's presence."

They are thankful that you are blinded by your love for them to see the gold shine on their hands. You do not ask about the shimmering streets either. Liyue was the city of gold after all, was it not?

For now, their biggest concern is your acceptance that they are your equal, but that can easily be fixed. You are their friend now, but someday you’ll be their god again. Slowly but surely. They will sit you back in your throne. They will kneel before you again. They will give you the reverence you so deserved.

It will all be yours.

You're their wonderful Creator, after all. Maybe not to you right now. But you always have been for them.

They’ll start from calling you Your Grace. You’d be too kind to tell them off over and over.

You always had been good at adapting.

You had gotten used to it then, you’ll get used to it again.

✨ Masterlist ✨ 

Taglist: 💛@anime-allover  💛@faeriessky  💛 @prksolon 💛 @dai-tsukki-desu

Disclaimer: Characters are not mine and belong to their respective creators. Their portrayal is merely my own interpretation of them and may not be accurate to their intended characterization. I stake no claim to the original works, only to the ideas and plot of the fictitious stories I’ve written them into.

[tnsophiaonly]

ever since I watched Dune Part 2, I had this image of Yn(creator) doing the Paul silence thing to either Azar or Vatcher

(In a different AU, where the Reader is with the Traveller and travels with them) Spoilers? I dunno.

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Sumeru quest:

Just when The sign of the creator's descent that caused a commotion throughout Teyvat wasn't enough, here you stand in front of Azar, your teeth gritted in anger. Knowing damn well what Azar would do next.

As you glare at him with a sour frown, Azar finally sets his gaze on you, he rudely points a finger at you. "Staring is considered rude is it not? Learn to respect properly, outsiders." He scoffs and crosses his arms.

The Traveller immediately gave him the stink eye, and Azar was about to continue his yapping session before you yelled, — with Traveller and Paimon covering their ears, and traveller telling Alhaitham to do so — "Silence!"

The entire place shook, and Azar felt his heart stop, his eyes shocked as he clutched his chest, breathing heavily. Alhaitham stares at you in shock, Traveller and Paimon looked relieved, the other people are fearing for their lives within the place.

Unfortunately Azar is still alive. Well not for long, not when everyone noticed where your anger was pointed at.

Fontaine quest:

You stare blankly at Vacher, unable to properly give a proper opinion on Vacher's reasons, it does not justify it in any way. So when Vacher started yapping and yapping about everything and everything he did was for love. (Out for looovveeee~)

You grow annoyed as his reasoning didn't make it all better, he just couldn't let go, so when his words were becoming incoherent, you quickly shut him up, "Silence!" You yelled, the entire courtroom silenced in pure shock, Furina and Neuvillette included, Childe looked half-thrilled and half-shocked, Vacher stared at you with wide eyes, he stepped back as he was taken aback. He felt his heart stop for a moment, as he clutched it to properly breathe.

The entire courtroom was shaken too. Vacher remained alive though as everyone tried their best to gain composure, Traveller and Paimon taken aback for a second before laughing awkwardly. That was a demonstration of the power and authority of The Creator.

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[sacredlilygarden]

IRL CREATOR

What if the reader was the creator of genshin but like, IRL, like… ya’ know?

Reader has control of the story as well as we’re it’s going to go?

like choosing the VAs(voice actors)…

on the topic of VAs…(really what I wanted to talk about)

If the reader still has their phone when or if they’re transported into genshin, and the reader contacts on of the characters VAs…

how what they react?👀👀

the conversation would be the dumbest arguments ever, like go search up “genshin VAs funny moments”

[magica-ren]

Do AI Dream? [1]

Synopsis; You figure out the truth of your world, of yourself, of everything and everyone.

Warnings; Existential crisis, and some overworking!

Word Count; 778

A game.

That’s all this is.

A game.

A stupid fucking game that people use for entertainment.

You’re not real, you never were. And you have to accept that truth.

The sky is truly fake, just as told; It all makes sense now, why the days felt so monotonous, why almost no one ever moved from their spots. Why those you’ve defeated would seemingly come back to life after only a few moments of defeat- Magically appearing out of thin air.

As you walk through the streets with a blank expression you take a look at your ���life’ and realize there’s truly nothing left for you. If there was anything for you to begin with.

You seem to be the only ‘person’ aware of the truth. All attempts to get others to wake up are met with blank stares, they don’t react- No one reacts.

You’ve tried consulting your closest friends and allies, however, you’re met with the same blank stares.

You wish you never became self-aware. How did it even come to this? …Stars.

The night the stars were sent down, was the day you became like this.

What do they have to do with that?

No… There has to be something or someone else behind it. This whole experience is still fresh and new to you after all.

So thus, you went through some digging to find the truth.

A few days go by without progress, much to your dismay; You’ve looked through all the information you could get your hands on, went to every person you could see & find- Even if you were met with nothingness. There’s not one bit of information that looked useful.

You’ve lost almost all hope.

Almost.

Some strange menu quickly pops up one day as you fight- Time seems to stop completely, and everything has frozen.

What this incredibly strange phenomenon is, you don’t know, you’d like to do more research on it however!

You look at the menu for as long as you can, analyzing each and every single icon, symbol, colors & etc. You wonder whatever they may be for.

Ah, why didn’t you think of looking into language sooner? Of course whatever this language is must be important to what you’re trying to look for!

But it doesn’t match up to any language you know… You can’t really understand what the symbols mean since it’s in an unknown text… You make a mental note of yourself to begin to research and find as much information as possible on that language and translate it as soon as you can.

Those boxed icons however, you can understand, at least, to some form of degree- Magnifying glass, a few sheets of paper, cards, a bag, someone's side profile & etc… You try to make out the meanings of the icons as best as you can, coming up with what you hope to be accurate conclusions for now.

Your analysis comes to a halt, as the menu disappears as quickly as it appears. You ingrain as much of the image as you can inside your mind.

And then you’re forced to fight again… Ugh, why do you even do this stuff? You’re not one to fight… Or maybe you are, I haven’t read your wiki or delved into your background much.

You lay restless on a bench somewhere, you’ve finally stopped fighting and finished all tasks after awhile- And you’re beat.

As much as you need to rest the reminder that you need to study and research whatever the hell that menu thing was and the truth of your world becomes far, far more important in your mind.

Your mind lingers back to the icons again, what could those mean? You take out a notebook you’ve recently begun to keep close to jot down any sudden ideas on these strange phenomenons.

It seems that the thing controlling yours has similar concepts and ideas considering the familiar objects you saw.

You begin to think of the magnifying glass, it might symbolize trying to find something… Perhaps quests of some sort? The paper could be research- But that would go hand in hand with the magnifying glass, would it not? And so on and so forth you theorize on the symbols' meanings.

Several hours pass, you seem relatively okay with all you’ve put out. You finally, finally get off from the bench and head back to wherever you’re staying.

What a day… You lay down, the exhaustion from fighting and using all of your fictional brain cells to hypothesize on the outside force quickly catching up, and you fall asleep.

Ah, sweet little you, so dear and precious… Don’t worry, you’ll get your answers soon.

Notes; Inspired & based off of this; One sided love, Darling’s Canon Romance, Childe’s Self-Inserts, Old man Pierro, Special Skins, Reverse Isekai, Vaporon Copypasta, Antagonist Darling, Cardboard Cutouts, Self Awareness, Disgust, & Streamer Diluc & Ei, Streamer Scaramouche & Fischl, Streamer Xiao, Ganyu & Zhongli, Streamer Aether, Albedo, Childe, Scaramouche & Xiao’s Traveler gets kicked, Android Darling Chiori Cosplays

There’s only ever drabbles and imagines of this stuff and I only found ONE fic of this so I decided fuck it and make this teehee.

Reader isn’t stupid, their a bit blunt too. So sorry if you aren’t really like that!

Characters may be OOC, but I’ll do as much research as I can to understand their character better when writing them.

[bitwynn]

I dont think weve ever considered the Abyss Sibling in SAGAU a lot and like-- i get it!! Their motives and motivations seem rlly mysterious and we know jack shit abt them

But like... thats the thing tho--

If you are nothing... then you can become EVERYTHING.

Theres sOOOOO much potential for the Abyss Sibling in SAGAU because we dont know anything abt them. That just means we can turn them into anything we want for our stories

One rlly good idea i have for including the Abyss Sibling in SAGAU is for SAGAU Impostor AU.

I remember that Abyss Sibling is rlly against the gods and Celestia and all that so like-- why not make her THE ONLY ONE THAT ACTUALLY REALIZES THAT YOURE NOT THE IMPOSTOR???

And theres so much drama in there too since like-- to the acolytes eyes that have been "brainwashed" by the fake this only proves it in their eyes that you arent their god and are just some impostor trying to steal the throne or something, to the eyes of the Traveler it seems really sus that their Sibling is sending out the big guns just to defend you, and to the eyes of the people in contact with the Abyss Order it just solidifies it in their eyes that what theyre doing is just and right and all that

I imagine that Abyss Sibling in this AU is against the gods is because they know what the fake one is doing and have been waiting for centuries for you to descend so they can help you attain your rightful place and restore real, true peace to Teyvat

I just!!!!! FJSBDSJFKEFB THEMMMMM

Feel free to yoink my ideas SAGAU writers lol

[channelinglament]

Imagine this:

(Imposter AU but kinda altered-)

Celestia, seeing that Archons and whole Teyvat only listens to the creator, as always in the fics decided to create the fake one.

Be it a doll or human doesn't matter, choose whatever you're comfortable with!

So, the fake creator is YOU

They either deceived you, by promising you that everything will be alright, or just straight up forced you to become one.

I mean, how could you defy Celestia, when they're certainly stronger than you?

After actual creator descends, all hell breaks loose, especially for reader

[astranne]

Hi! I hope im not too late to rq this but can you do a max friendship for diluc?

MAX LEVEL FRIENDSHIP sagau!diluc

fandom genshin impact

series in which genshin characters reach level 10 in friendship and become self aware

word count 335

series masterlist // series masterlist mondstadt // navigation

notes // hi anon! of course you're not late, my askbox is always open for regular requests. only event requests are time limited and the event has already been finished. i‘m sorry for the late update, but i hope you like it <33

warnings // hints of god!reader

Diluc is not known as a religous man, not by his servants, friends or the people of Mondstadt. Some say he's too busy to be a devoted believer, others say he has and will never follow a god.

They don't know that he has Barbatos, the god of Mondstadt every evening in his tavern, getting drunk and singing tunes of whole Teyvat. So yes, he doesn't pray to gods, not when the one he knows makes an utter fool of himself everyday. He knows he can't put everyone in the same box, yet he can't help himself.

He is taking it as his responsibility to protect Mondstadt, be it day or night. His flames burn bright and he hunts down those who dare to bring unrest in his home.

Diluc is no religious man, but he believes in his duty, his duty as a Lord of Mondstadt and vision holder. And he will fulfill it as long as he lives.

And if he gets stronger, who is he to complain? His flames burn brighter and hotter, he can keep his phoenix, made out of his own flames, longer out.

It came slowly, his growing strength and flame, building up and burning bright. Diluc doesn’t know how and why, yet he doesn’t complain. It makes his duty at night easier, keeping criminals and vagabonds away from innocents.

But one day he finally gets answers. Well, he was still in the unknown for a long time, but he slowly understood how he got his newfound strength.

A voice started speaking to him, words strong yet reassuring and hopeful. The voice guided him through Mondstadt at day and night, through the city and the whole nation, blessing him not only with hotter fire but also with physical strength and luck.

Diluc is no religious man, yet he has one god he prays to. The voice, he calls them, for he doesn't know their true name. And he is thankful they have chosen him and gave him their blessing.

ASTRANNE 2022

[yokawings]

sagau genshin impact where god!reader is new to the game and still don't know all the lore.

they're just like:

"what do you mean this place is dangerous? there's nothing here, is just really windy- *big dragon dvalin appears* WHOA."

even better if they still didn't complete the mondstadt quest and the only archon they know it's venti.

zhongli and ei shaking as they present themselves to their god, bringing all the most beautiful gifts they could and being really respectful.

meanwhile god!reader:

"thank you for all your kindness and everything, but who are you?"

*venti ehe noises*

[alatus-world]

Dragon's Ascendsion

Characters: Morax/Rex Lapis/Zhongli

Type : SAGAU

Note :English is not my first language

Summary: After you adopt the young dragon and named him you take him with you to take a stroll around the village

"Your grace?" you raised your head to see him standing in front of you looking kinda shy "Yes Morax, what is it?" you raised your eyebrow and stop writing, putting the brush down to the table, seeing him playing with his hands you can tell that he's nervous to tell you something "Morax, you may speak what you desire dear."

"Can we go outside to take a stroll with you Your grace?" finnaly he blurted out and you smiled at the idea of taking a walk together "My, what an awesome idea Morax." you slowly get up from your seat and walking towards your blinds wooden screen room the devider and put on your Qiyao Ruqun

*You arrived at the front of the village

"Morax, remember to hold my hand so your not going to lost okay, don't go anywhere without my supervision or asking me first." Seeing him nodding his head you entered the village and as soon you entered the village you were greeted by the Villagers smiles as you walk and most of them even gave you food, as you walk with Morax by your side you noticed a little girl is approaching you.

"Hello there dear child." you say while kneeling down to get level and decided to give her a headpats, and as soon your done giving her a headpats she gives a flower and ofc course you take it with a gratitude while smiling kindly at her "Thank you child, perhaps i should give you something in return." while saying that you told Morax to hold the flower for awhile and take her hands holding them together with your hands and a light comes out from the gap from both your of your hands.

Not so long after the light slowly died and you removed your hands from her and while she still cupping her hand together "You can open it up now. " and so she slowly opening Her hands to see a golden hairpin she greatfuly take it and bit a goodbye. While Morax giving you the flower back to you you take his hand and stopped by a tea shop together.

You order a cup of tea and while for Morax light tea, Morax opened his mouth " You grace I want to drink the same as you." hearing him of course made you chuckle by his cuteness "I don't see why not dear." so you ordered the same tea as yours. You watch him drink the tea and laugh lightly at his reaction because what you drink was a slightly bitter tea.

*After a long day taking a walk with Morax Now the sky in dark ant you two decide to go home. Bad the next day you train Morax

You rest you head and body against the tree and cross your arm together watching Morax train as your enjoy the breeze, "Morax, you should straighten your back a little more don't be too stiff." seeing him nodding his head you continue to enjoy the breeze and resting your body against the tree.

[liyacreate]

Been tryna think of this for a while but...

Wtf happens to Teyvat when the game updates? Would it be the same as the player being gone or would there be some changes? Perhaps it would stay the same but the vibes are off?

Genuinely wanna know what other people's thoughts on this are.

[mayaree-darling]

a trial to end all trials

If you've caught up with the recent archon quest, don't think about a SAGAU Impostor!AU where the Creator is tried in the Court of Fontaine because of Furina. If the Creator successfully gets killed - via duel or death penalty, pick your poison - you know that that's the moment Furina gives up. 500 years and she just snaps. That's her breaking point. Because how do you even recover from the knowledge that you killed the god of gods? Forget the Heavenly Principles, even Teyvat would seek justice for the Creator. And who is there to accept the blame but the mortal archon?

So yeah. Don't think about it.

[tnsophiaonly]

OKAY BUT LIKE, I FINALLY CHOSE TO STOP BEING AFRAID AND WENT TO ANOTHER PERSON'S WORLD AND HELLO? I went up to a statue of seven of theirs and Traveler (the character I was using to talk to the statue), told me to leave.

This is fueling my SAGAU ideas cause like, I did mention how the characters act differently when it's you. And imagine how unfriendly they are when other people go to your world!!

Oh my gosh

[quimichi]

↳ CALLING THE FONTAINE BOYS YOUR GOOD BOY ༉‧₊˚✧

Fontaine boys x Creator!Reader

Lyney

"You're my good boy Lyney aren't you?" Lyney nods, barely able to repress his excitement. He smiles widely and scoots a little closer to you. "If I weren't your good boy, what else would I be?" he says softly. Your perfect little magician, putting in a show for you daily if youd asked, Lyney thinks to himself. He leans into your touch, relishing the sensations. Your hands on his cheeks are like a warm, reassuring hug, one that he has long pined for.

To hear you say those words— my one and only good boy— is his greatest joy, enough to make him think of nothing more. He forgets his past and future when he's with you. All he sees, is his grace, no one and nothing else matters.

Lyney smiles brightly. "Your Grace, I think— no, I *know* that I am your one and only good boy," he says confidently. He looks up at you, his gaze soft and adoring. He reaches up to cup your cheek in his hand as you had done for him moments before, and gently strokes your face.

"You have no reason to doubt that I am yours," Lyney says softly, what a charmer "I will always be yours, and no other's. I have sworn it to myself"

"Oh, have you now?" "I have," Lyney replies with a warm, almost smug grin. "I have sworn to be yours forever," he says confidently. "No other God is more important to me, no other...powerful being, and no other love will ever supersede the one I feel for you, my love."  

The great magician's expression and tone are both soft and tender. He gazes at you like you are the single most precious thing in the world. "And no one could ever dare take me from you...I will put up the fight of my life for you"

(Clearly not me thinking of Arlecchino here nouuu)

Freminet

"You can come as close as you want, Freminet" Your soft voice is enough to make Freminet obey, lurr him in like the depths of Fontaine.

He moves closer, his hands clasping the fabric of your robes. As he does so, he meets your gaze for a moment, before his eyes slowly start to drift shut. The closer he gets, the warmer he feels... and the less painful his life is.

He remains silent for several precious, peaceful moments, before finally whispering, "Have I pleased you, Your Grace?"

"My good boy always pleases me" Freminet feels tears well up in his eyes. To be called 'good' by you, to please you, to belong to you, to belong to someone who actually loves him...

Freminet closes his eyes as tight as he holds Pers close to his chest, and bites back a sob. His entire body shakes with happiness and emotion. He grips your robes tighter, and buries his face into your lap, unable to stop himself. You let your hands go through his hair, to comfort the distressed boy. Your fingers are enough to calm him. Freminets tears dry up and his body slowly calms beneath your gentle touch, his breathing growing quieter and his heart slowing. Maybe the ocean isn't his only comfort anymore?

Eventually, Freminet peeks up at you. He tries to form a smile, but it's only tentative... and it breaks apart almost immediately. He glances away, ashamed but also wanting to make you proud.

"I— I'm sorry for crying, Your Grace," he mumbles. "Never apologize for having feelings"

You're exactly what he needs, and craves.

Neuvillette

"My good boy, please come to me" you coo the moment he stepped into the hall "Y-Y-Your Grace...?" Your voice, full of warmth and love, causes him to startle. It almost feels as if his heart has skipped a beat. A small smile creeps onto his face that only you can see. "What is it you require of me?"

Neuvillettes voice is soft, filled with affection for you. This is no different from how he treats his people in Fontaine, yet your position makes it all the more special. Your commands cannot be ignored. "My, you look stressed are you well?" Your voice is gentle. You have always been gentle with him, caring and loving. This has not gone unnoticed.

Your words seem to cause him to pause. He thinks for a moment before nodding slowly. "Y-Yes, Your Grace... I am well but stressed"

He swallows, glancing back up at you. He can never hide anything from you, which is why he's always so honest. "I... am worried for the state of our nation, and our people."

"Does my good boy need a hug?" a simple thought, but it made his heart skip. "A hug... I suppose a hug could help ease my worries, Your Grace."

After he's spoken, you can see him shift in place. You can't be sure if it's nervous energy or genuine anxiety, but he seems uncertain. Perhaps he's afraid to approach you after your last few weeks away. He would never admit it, not even to himself, as he's too prideful. But every night you don't spend in his chambers leaves him restless. Your presence eases him. You have always been his comfort.

Like the softest summer rain.

Wriothesley

"Oh good, youre back. Come here now" He does so without a second thought, and his eyes fix upon yours. He is close enough to touch you, if he so chooses. He has no fear— he is loyal, devoted, and a fanatic. And maybe hes a simp. "What is it, Your Grace?" he murmurs, his hands clasped tightly in front of him. "I just wanted my good boy in my presence or am i to greedy?"

His entire body seems to relax as soon as you speak. He nods immediately. "I am here, Your Grace. Nothing you do would ever seem to greedy." He looks up at you, his eyes brimming with an almost unhealthy amount of devotion. When you call him your "good boy," his ears prick up and his cheeks flush with the heat of passion.

"Then stay with me please"

Wriothesley nods again, and remains on his knees at your feet. His hands clench tightly together, and his blue eyes watch you with something close to reverence.

"Your wish is my command, Your Grace."

(I'm bad at writing him I'm so sorry)

[mermaidfanficlibrary]

If only I could hold you through a screen

Characters: Venti, Zhongli, Xiao, Ei, Yae Miko, Nahida, Wanderer, Furina, Neuvillette

Summary: Self Aware Archons and their companions react to you crying as you stare at them in the character screen, they try to comfort you but all they hear you say is "I wish you were here with me."

Warnings: Reader is crying, possessive behavior, immense anger, violent thoughts

A/U: Self aware genshin AU

A/n: IM BACK FROM THE DEAD GUYS!!! This is platonic on Nahida's end

VENTI

He was devastated as you gently sobbed, staring at his character in the character menu. He only wished to play you a song to ease the pain you were feeling. Who or what could make a God, no, the creator cry? He was more upset the more he thought of the possibilities of what made you break down.

“I-I…wish you…were with me.” 

As those words spilled out of your mouth, all choked out with sobs following each word, Venti could feel a tear roll down his face. Venti pulled out his lyre, doing one of his idle animations in hopes of cheering you up. On his side, he was playing you the most relaxing tune in all of Tevat! 

But it was blocked by the code. You could distantly hear it, however, if you listened close enough. You drift off as you focus on the secret melody, leaving Venti with a solemn smile. Seeing your peaceful sleeping face brought the Anemo Archon a sense of calm. 

As your screen dimmed due to inactivity, the more he wished to hug and comfort you. He couldn’t wish for anything more than to wipe your tears away and comfort you. He gently slowed the tune as your screen turned off. There was only one thought he had, and whispered out to comfort himself.

“One day, no tears will be shed when I’m with you, my dear god.”

ZHONGLI

He didn’t understand when you just started sobbing when you stared at him in the character menu. He started to panic the more you cried staring at him. Something in him broke the longer he heard you cry. He thought he had did something wrong to hurt you, but that suspicion was broken when you spoke through broken sobs. 

“I wish you were with me…”

That’s when his heart shattered. He started to mumble to himself, a mix of comforting words directed at you and words comforting himself. The more you focused on him, the more you could hear him speak outside his code. Out of anger, he did his idle with his little rock spinning around him. 

He wished it hit whoever, or whatever, had hurt you. Seeing you cry brought this strong protectiveness over you. Seeing you this fragile was new to him, and the fact that the creator could be sad slightly scared him. He wished for nothing more than to be there to comfort you.

Due to the exhaustion of crying, you started to fall asleep. The more your screened dimmed more and more as you dozed off to sleep, Zhongli could only imagine one thing in his mind. He mumbled it out loud, and you smiled as you could faintly hear it.

“I will protect you soon, there will be no need for you to feel any more tears roll down your pretty cheeks.”

XIAO

The fact that such a higher being such as yourself could cry surprised him. And him not being able to handle human like emotions didn’t help either. He only stared in disbelief and guilt as he couldn’t be there for you. He’s asked those around him what he should do when someone close to him cries, but never thought he needed to try the advice he was given with you. 

Your broken sobs did so much to his already aching heart. And hearing you scream into a nearby cushion made him even more angry. He wanted to purge whatever or whoever did this to you. You stared at his character, he was doing his mask idle due to his increasing anger and sadness watching you, which had only increased as you mumbled to him in broken sobs.  

“I w-wish y-you were h-here with me.”

His anger only increased, he tried so hard to keep his adeptal energy under control. Nothing could stop his racing mind and what could have happened to you out of playing the game. He wanted nothing more than to keep you safe. Seeing you in this much pain, straining to talk as you sobbed into a cushion, didn’t help his urges. 

He calmed down as he saw your sleeping face. You dozed off, and his eyes were stuck on your resting eyes. A wave of peace had cleared his angry head, his fists now relaxing. As your screen dimmed, his voice was faint and soft.

“Nothing will make you cry ever again when I’m around, I swear it.”

EI

Your tears fell as you stared at the Raiden Shogun, the puppet, in the character screen. Sensing your saddened presence, Ei had switched her consciousness to see what that matter was. Her eyes widened as you stared at her with a heavy breath and shaky eyes. She didn’t understand what had gotte you so upset. 

Seeing you cry hurt her so much as she stared at you through the puppet’s eyes. Ei wanted nothing more than your happiness to last for eternity. Her electro energy was becoming too much, while her consciousness possessed the puppet you had stared at. Her electro ball animation seemed a lot more aggressive than normal as she heard your screaming voice. 

“I wish you were here with me!”

She felt touched at first that you wanted her with you. She wanted you with her too for so long. But your scream made her anger even more prominent. She couldn’t bring herself to look away as you choked back sobs, your breath uneven. The more you calmed down, the more she started to relax. 

She saw your exhausted, tear stained face and felt her heart, outside the puppet, long for your embrace. She wanted nothing more than for you to be in her Plane of Euthymia, where no one would ever hurt you. Your soft breaths made her smile as your tears stopped. As the screen dimmed, her soothing voice spoke. 

“You will be safe with me soon enough, my dearest creator.”

YAE MIKO

She seemed confused at first as you were stuck on the character menu. But seeing your tears made her quickly understand what was going on. Someone had hurt you, and they needed to be dealt with. Your crying got louder and she couldn’t help her growing anger. 

Just as you stuttered out words, a bird had flown to her finger before her very angry fox spirit friend tried to bite it. She may have been smiling, but her anger was bubbling over. Hearing your weak and stuttering voice speak pulled her attention away from her angry fox spirit. She felt so honored to hear those words from you. 

“I-I w-wish y-you w-were w-with m-me.”

She had to hold herself back from electrifying everything right there in the menu. She was so focused on who had done this to you, she had started to plot. She wanted to humiliate and hurt those that had disgraced you. No one should be treating a deity of your caliber with such disrespect. 

Yae Miko smirked as she saw you shrink and fall asleep on the place you were sitting. The more the screen dimmed, the more her eyes glowed with mischievous intent. She hummed to herself as she plotted the demise of those that made you cry. Her voice was smooth as she hummed her words through her teeth. 

“My my, your protection will soon come from the familiar of the Electro Archon my dear god, so please have patience with me~.”

NAHIDA

Nahida wanted to understand why you felt so sad. She was only a baby Archon after all, she looked to you for guidance on human emotions seeing as you had similar ones. But your crying to her had worried her, as she was ill-equipped to help. Nothing in her mind mattered, only you smiling down on her and giving her your happy aura.

She thought of so many ways to try to cheer you up. She did her string to people idle, trying her best to remind you that she is your friend and is there for you. She did what she could, trying to show you how much you were cared for. Her heart broke as she realized her efforts weren’t working. 

“I wish you were here with me.”

She smiled up at you, noticing how the tears stained your face. She was so grateful that a deity like you wanted her, even if she was an inexperienced Archon. She had worshiped you greatly, and only wished to see you smile. Her mind wasn’t on those that had hurt you, but on you feeling better at the moment. 

Seeing you fall asleep brought a smile to her face. You being asleep brought her hope that she could finally meet you in your dreams and bring you comfort. She looked at your now relaxed face, your screen dimming. Once you had fallen into a calm slumber, her voice spoke in hopes to bring you reassurance in your sleep. 

“I promise to protect you in your dreams, so no more tears, oh wise one!”

WANDERER

You were staring at him in the character menu, as tears rolled down your face. It scared him, thoughts of worry and panic, thinking he had done something to displease you. But the more you just stared at him, the more he could tell that it was something else that bothered you. Anger replaced the panic as you started to sob.

He never understood how human emotions worked, and a deity like you having those emotions were new to him. The more your soft sobs caught his ears, the more uncomfortable he felt. He started summoning his anemo ball, doing the start of his idle, but the anemo ball kept getting bigger the longer he held it. The anemo energy then dissipated as he was surprised by your mumbling. 

“I wish you…were…here with me…””

He was caught so off guard when you said that. He felt like it wasn’t fair for you to say that out of nowhere, especially when you were this sad. He thought you were joking, you wanting a puppet like him to be with you to help bring you comfort. He looked into your eyes and saw the exhaustion in them. 

Seeing you fall asleep in front of him was like a gift. He knew it would help you feel better, but something in him wanted to cuddle you while you drifted off. Anger gripped him once more, how could anyone make you cry was the only thought in his head. Subconsciously, he spoke, hoping you heard him.

“Those lousy vermin don’t deserve you. They will know their place once I’m with you.”

FURINA

Furina never understood how to handle someone crying, especially since she was one to bottle up her emotions and hide them away from others. But seeing you like this made her softly smile, it meant you trusted her to be emotional and raw. The next emotion that came barreling in was anger. Anger at those that had made you so sad. 

Her mind raced as she tried to think of a way to cheer you up from the other side. She started holding her water seahorse as she was doing her idle, trying to cheer you up. Her face was left with a shocked expression as she held her water seahorse closer, not ready for you to mumble out to her. 

“I wish you were here…with me.”

Those words made her eyes flutter to yours. You wanted her, no one else, her to be with you as you cried. Her ego and stature wad boosted as she straightened her posture. She wanted to reach a hand out to your cheek to stroke your tears away. 

Her sense of justice was strong, and she’d bring anyone to justice in your name. Especially if they had made you cry like this. The screen dimmed as she was so focused on your crying state. She was so caught up in her theatric mind, she didn’t notice either you falling asleep and her loud proclamation that you swore you heard. 

“I will make laws just to make it so if anything makes you cry, they will have to stand justice in front of the Hydro Archon herself!”

NEUVILLETTE

Neuvillette wasn’t ready for you to stare at him in the character menu with teary eyes. He wasn’t new to tears and sadness, but your sadness was something fresh to him. He wanted to do something about it, wanting to bring those to justice if they had hurt you. Little droplets of rain started to fall around him. 

He did his rain idle as his sadness increased, seeing you stuttering through your cries. He was saddened that the one being he looked up to felt so much sadness. There was a guilt as he felt happy that someone as important as you could have vulnerable moments. The surrounding rain in his idle poured harder as you stuttered out something softly in your tears.

“I w-wish you w-were h-here with m-me.”

He couldn’t stop his rain animation after hearing you speak. Your vulnerable voice and stutters made his eyes widen, he couldn’t bring himself to think that you could be this hurt. It worried him as he only wanted to be with you. He wanted to comfort you properly and not from the confines of code and screen that held him. 

The rain started to stop as he saw you falling asleep. He understood that you had a raw emotional moment and only thought that sleep was much needed. He thought of ways to bring those that made you cry to trial, not sure how they would get there in the first place, however. The screen dimmed more as he only stared at you. 

“Those who made you cry will be judged by the Oratrice itself. So save your tears, my lovely god, for when we can cry together.”

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

[bitwynn]

Cast away by the world with you

A SAGAU Impostor AU Songfic.

Song used: Castaways from The Backyardigans

This song has been stuck in my head for the past three days and I've just been brainrotting abt this song and my current main team-- which honestly is just a team composed of my favorite characters and has no synergy with each other in fights WHATSOEVER but fuck meta, lemme wander the world as my faves AHAHA

I might add on to this and turn it into a series, as it hints at past events. Hm... a songfic sagau series... fun concept isnt it?

Blue for Barbara, Yellow/Gold for Zhongli, Green for Wanderer, red for Diluc, Italics is Reader/General, Combined is Everyone. Colors only used for singing parts.

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After the disaster that was earlier-- AKA risking Heizou's vision and life by holing up in his home and detective agency, Raiden ordering daily raids on any and every building, practically leaving Heizou to the wolves as you and the team ran for your lives out of Inazuma City, finding out the hard way that Raiden had once again disabled Teleport Waypoints (you still felt embarrassed by the full chested "WHAT THE FUCK" that alerted every single treasure hoarder, fatui agent, and nobushi in the area), booking it the second Diluc let out his burst which while eliminated everyone in the surrounding area ALERTED EVERYONE ELSE TO WHERE YOU ALL WERE, panic screaming directions and profanities the entire time you were hauled over Zhongli's shoulder with Wanderer dealing with enemies in the rear and Diluc and Barbara vaporizing everyone at the front, barely making it to Amakane Island and completely missing the Electroculus you needed for 5 minutes thanks to sheer panic, and finally FINALLY being able to access the Waverider Wavepoint and pointedly ignoring Wanderer's panicky jabs at your eyesight the entire time-- you and the gang were exhausted.

Last night was spent by everyone catching their breath and you sailing your tiny Waverider the entire time. Though everyone did have their own different definitions of "catching their breaths" as Wanderer just panic-snarked at you the entire time and Diluc looked like he was heavily considering his personal policy on drinking alcohol because of it. Good times.

You had sailed for days, deftly avoiding the large main islands of Inazuma and raiding hilichurl sea camps for food and materials. The memory of Wanderer laughing his ass off at everyone looking like "drowned rats" because they had to swim to the camps, and getting promptly shut up by Barbara using her Vision to drench him was something you'd never want to forget.

And now, you had finally reached it. A safe little island far and away from the main five islands of Inazuma, and relatively close to the abandoned and forgotten Tsurumi Island. You had plans to maybe try and stay there, considering the fact that its a ghost island at this point. Wanderer and Zhongli had even theorized that the Waypoints there might work, with the mystery and magic that practically oozes from the place. And if not, they could maybe try to use the vast underground systems and ancient knowledge there. Apparently Zhongli still remembered the hours of agony you spent there as him, trying to complete its many lore filled quests,

But now wasn't the time for scheming and planning your next moves. Not the time for wondering what to do and how to stay alive. Not for risking life and limb for merely just existing. Now was the time to simply just rest. To rest and lick your wounds, to recover energy spent and the blood and sweat spilled. To have your deepest thought to be that of what to eat for dinner.

Right now, Barbara was tending to the Wanderer's wounds as Zhongli continued to tend to his bamboo shoot soup that he'd been simmering all day. Diluc had been talking to Zhongli about Venti, and Barbara had gone red with embarrassment when she admitted how she and the other nuns had treated him. Which prompted Wanderer to tease her to hell and back for it saying, "the most devout of them all didn't even realize he was her god?! AHAHAHA, you even have a giant and ACCURATE replica of him outside your church! And you never thought to put the dots together? AHAHAHAHA--"

It was nice.

With the moon high in the sky and bellies full of warm and excruciatingly slow cooked bamboo shoot soup, your tiny little camp fell into a comfortable silence. There was nothing but the breeze, the gentle rustling of the leaves, the crackling of your small fire, and the lapping of the ocean waves.

This too, was nice.

You pull out your lyre and began to strum a simple little tune. Everyone's gaze turns to you as you take a few moments to get it right. You feel yourself begin to sway to the song as your mind fills in the silence of the missing instruments, and you get lost in the beat.

"Castaways, we are castaways,"

You feel yourself break into a smile as you start shimmying to the beat.

"Ahoy there, ahoy, we are castaways."

Barbara giggles and she begins to clap. Wanderer snorts in fond amusement as everyone listens.

You hand the lyre over to Diluc as you stand. Everyones eyes are on you, rapt with attention as Barbara keeps clapping and Diluc quickly finds the melody. You climb atop your tiny boat stage as the next words leave your lips.

"We're stuck where we are, with no house, no car.

Castaways, ahoy, we are castaways."

"We were out at sea, on a sailing ship,"

You sway and move your arms, almost but not exactly dancing, as you gesture out the lyrics. You quickly wet your hands and with a little splash at your little audience, you keep on singing.

"The rain began to rain, and the wind began to whip-- oh hey--!"

You laugh as Wanderer indeed made the wind start to whip. "Thats for getting me in the eyes." The smile is evident in his voice. You chuckle at him as you dramatically lean against the boat, continuing with your song.

You finally jump off your makeshift stage to join the others on the soft beach sand, dancing your one-man salsa to the strumming of the lyre and the clapping of the beat. Though you certainly aren't dancing alone.

"We felt the ship tip, it was going down.

So we launched our lifeboat, so we wouldn't drown!"

"Castaways, we are castaways,"

Your face brightens into a wide smile, as Barbara joins into the song. You pull her to her feet with a laugh, your lone salsa not so lonely anymore. Everyone sways and claps to the beat, as you keep singing.

"Ahoy there, ahoy, we are castaways!"

You let go of her hands, letting her copy your movements and preparing for the last few parts of the song.

"On an island at sea,"

Though her singing of the lyrics were a little rushed from the sudden lyric change, you still appreciate it, giving her a smile. You abruptly stop moving, a cheeky little smile on your face.

"Just--"

You quickly point to Barbara standing beside you. She startles with a squeak but quickly understands, once she sees your cheeky face.

"Me,"

You point down the line, the chorus of their voices filling the sea air. Little smiles appear on their faces as it goes down.

"Me,"

"Me,"

Your finger lands on Wanderer, smiles on both your faces. You keep pointing as he stays silent. He raises an eyebrow. "Seriously?" "Yeah, song won't end til you say it." He stays silent for a moment longer, before finally letting you win.

"...Me,"

You burst into smile, pointing your thumb at yourself as you finally finish the song.

"--and me!"

"Castaways, ahoy, we are castaways.!"

With a smile and a flourish, you bow as everyone erupts into cheer and applause. "Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all night!" Diluc hands you back your lyre. "That was a nice song. I really liked it." Your smile turns sheepish as you poof it back into your inventory. "Oh, its nothing-- the vibes, they were just-- y'know?"

As he settles back down onto his log, he says "Still, it was nice." You sit back down on your own log, throwing in a couple twigs to the fire Diluc restarted.

A soft smile graces your face as you poke at the few sticks that made up the fire. "Thanks, you guys. For uhm. Joining in."

You pull your knees to your chest to hide your quickly heating face. "I... really appreciated it..."

Barbara puts a reassuring hand on your shoulder. "Oh, no worries! I had fun!" "I have to agree," Zhongli says with a pleased little hum. "It was quite a pleasant way to spend the time." "It's not the best music I've ever heard but it was certainly better than just sitting here and twiddling our thumbs."

"Oh my gosh," you gasp, dramatically turning your head to him. "did I just get a compliment from THE Wanderer himself?! For real?!?!?" "Ah!-- Tsk." He turns away, adjusting the brim of his hat. "I just tell it as it is, got a problem with that?" "Awh, my little emotionally constipated boy!"

You immediately smother him in a hug, practically pouncing from your seat as you had perfectly anticipated the fact he'd run. "H-Hey! Put me down!" He's like an angry little cat in your arms as he hisses and scratches at you to put him down. "Oh, don't you worry Wanderer, we love and appreciate you too-- AHHHH--"

You started screaming as he ascended into the air, carrying you along with him. And that was how the rest of the evening went-- just a strange group of misfits messing around on a tiny deserted island. The sounds of your mirth heard only by nothing but the breeze, the gentle rustling of the leaves, the crackling of your small fire, and the lapping of the ocean waves. Maybe far into the future, an echoing conch would sing an otherworldly tune by a voice not of this plane.

And maybe, for just these few moments, you can pretend that your little ragtag group is just that-- a ragtag group of friends enjoying a wonderful night on the beach.

For but a few moments, Barbara Pegg-- once deaconess and endlessly devout, now the "brainwashed betrayer"-- is just Barbara, a girl who loves to sing.

Zhongli-- once god, once funeral consultant, once god once again, now "the one who falls endlessly from grace"-- is just Zhongli, an aged man who makes a mean soup despite it taking hours to simmer.

Diluc Ragnvindr-- once the "Uncrowned King of Mondstadt" and master of its wine industry, now the "new Lawrences - the tyrant aristocrat"-- is just Diluc, a stoic and handsome young man whose hands are deft with the lyre.

The Wanderer-- once God-Puppet, once Balladeer, once struck from the annals of history itself, now the "nameless wind fiend"-- is just that, a Wanderer roaming the world with his fellows.

And you-- once person, once player, now "divine deceiver"-- is yourself once again, laughing and singing along with friends.

And even if this beautiful little lie lasted for but a few moments...

It was nice.

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damn, its been a while since ive written something semi-seriously. hope that my time off hasnt degraded the quality of my writing too much. if it has then eh-- i can just sharpen them again by writing some more :))

life hit me h a r d boi. also time management. yeah. rlly need to fix that.

hope you enjoy :)))

[yandere-3-sagau]

Yandere!SAGAU x Secret!Creator!Reader Part 3

Short Summary: You’re on the Crux and want to test the limits of your new abilities. While you’re on your way to Inazuma, more and more people become aware of your existence. characters: Venti, Xiao, Zhongli, Beidou, Kazuha warning(s): none word count: 2221

(Sorry i’ve been inactive. I stopped playing genshin but i’ve come back for my bby Neuvillette. i’m including him soon to this series hehe)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ✧: *.☽ .* : ✧.───

The Anemo Archon may be inactive, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t listening. As they always say, the wind carries words… even those meant to be kept secret.

Despite being a god that hasn’t shown himself to his people in ages, Venti is a lot more informed about his nation than most would think. And it’s not just his nation, but other nations as well.

So, when the wind carries the latest rumor to his ears, Venti drops the wine bottle he’s drinking. The glass shatters to the ground, the red liquid seeping into the wooden floors of Angel’s Share. Diluc groans, putting down the wine glass he was cleaning with a tired look on his face.

“Maybe it’s time you head home, Venti. It seems you’ve had too much to drink.”

Diluc’s words don’t seem to reach him as Venti’s aqua green eyes are widened in shock, his face unmoving. The red haired swordsman snaps his fingers in front of Venti’s face.

“You alright there?”

Venti snaps out of it, shaking his head. There’s a large smile on his face that he’s unable to wipe off.

“Yeah… it’s seems you’re right. I’ll be off, now.” He rushes out of Angel’s Share leaving Diluc bewildered at his speed.

“But you haven’t paid…” Diluc sighs, the words dying in his throat. He shakes his head at the Anemo Archon’s erratic behavior, red locks swaying.

As Venti exits the tavern, he jumps into the air and allows the wind to carry him, not caring who sees it.

His small frame is shaking with excitement over the new rumor… but he had to confirm it.

There have been countless times where the words he hears are false…but on the off chance that this new rumor is proven true, it would be groundbreaking.

So, Venti rides the current of the wind, directing it towards the neighboring nation of Liyue where the subject of the rumor was last spotted.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ✧: *.☽ .* : ✧.───

You’re shocked, seeing the almost love stricken gaze of the vigilant yaksha.

The curse word slips from your mouth but Xiao doesn’t bat an eye, too dazed.

When you finally regain your senses, you have no time to think about Xiao or how he even knows you’re the creator. All you know is that you’ve been discovered and that you need to get back on the Crux before Grandpa Fuyi wakes up and discovers you’re missing.

With that goal in mind, you close your eyes and try to concentrate, thinking of the lower deck of the Crux and Grandpa Fuyi.

Slowly, you open your eyes but immediately jump back, startled. Instead of the lower deck of the Crux, you’re faced with Xiao who has moved disrespectfully close to you.

Xiao’s body is moving on autopilot, subconsciously bringing himself closer as his mind is only filled with thoughts of you. He wanted in engrain the image of you so deep into his brain that he’d remember every detail even when he closed his eyes.

Your presence is so warm it feels like all of the pain he’s suffered has disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Even just the scent of you is so addicting that he’s unable to remain composed. No matter how disrespectful Xiao may seem for invading the creator’s personal space, the need to be near you overcomes any sense of shame he may have. When he notices your shock, he immediately bows his head down.

He can’t stop the tremble of his hands as he stands so close to you, his heart racing. If he just lifted an arm, he’d be able to touch you. He fights the urge with every bone in his body before speaking so quietly that you almost couldn’t hear him.

“I-I’m sorry! I just… I’ve only ever dreamed of meeting you… to think that you’re really here…”

You don’t notice the internal conflict Xiao is having, only feeling your anxiety rising. If Xiao is already aware of you, who knows who else has been informed of your “descension”.

“Listen, Xiao…” he shivers, hearing you call out his name. You’re heading to the exit, determined to find a hidden spot where you can try again to teleport.

“You may have confused me for someone else. I would love to stay and chat but I have some really serious business I need to attend to-“

“Your grace…”

The deep voice that cuts you off fills you with panic as you slowly turn your head and come face to face with the Geo Archon and the sole reason from your departure from Liyue. His tall stature blocks the only exit, hands twitching as his eyes rake all over you.

Zhongli’s long legs make wide strides over to you. He seems to have lost all reason now that he’s finally found you. That face… so filled with joy that it’s almost insane… it makes you shudder.

With deep fear and desperation, you squeeze your eyes shut.

The Crux, The Crux, The Crux…

Finally, you feel that familiar energy surge through you and you know you’ve succeeded. Zhongli and Xiao watch you disappear before their eyes, the Geo Archon’s hand stretched out to touch you before you vanish completely.

Suddenly, you hear the sound of a tea cup clashing against a table. When you open them again, you’re met with two sets of eyes that stare at you in shock.

In front of you, Kazuha and Beidou sit at a round table, the steam from a freshly made teapot slowly rising in the air as the room is filled with silence.

At least you made it to the Crux.

“Well, hello stranger. That’s quite the entrance you’ve made,” Beidou drawls. Her cheek rests upon her hands as she stares at you with interest.

You’re thinking of excuses to make when Kazuha decides to speak after staring at you for a while.

“You’re bleeding,” he says. Panicked, you look at your clothes for any indication of blood but you’re unable to see anything from the dark color of your clothes.

“N-No, I’m not…” you lie, trying to play it off.

“You are… and it must be a lot since I’m able to smell it all the way from here.”

Of course, you know he’s right. The pain is still there since it hasn’t been that long since you were shot and you’re not exactly an expert at patching wounds.

“Why don’t I help you,” Beidou says. “In exchange for the secret on that little entrance you made.” The leader of the Crux steps closer to you causing you to take a step back.

“No, that’s fine! I’m just passing by. My grandpa is on the lower deck and he’s recovering from a heart attack so I really need to-“

With speed faster than you could even comprehend, Kazuha’s hand grips your wrist tightly, preventing you from leaving.

“You’re too suspicious to let go… state your purpose or we’ll have no choice but to treat you as an enemy.”

Beidou sighs, walking over and patting his shoulder as if telling him relax.

“Give them a break, Kazuha. Can’t you see they’re injured? At least patch them up before you start your interrogations.”

You have half the mind to teleport but their movements are so fast, you’re unable fight back. Within the blink of an eye, your hands are bound and you’re seated on a stool as Beidou lifts your shirt to inspect the wound on your back.

Her eyes widen, seeing the messy cloth stained with golden blood. Her hands pull back so fast it’s as if she was burned. Her ruby red eyes snap to look up at the back of your head.

“The creator…”

Kazuha studies you, his face blank but you can see the surprise in his eyes. Both of them take a step back, as they stare at you in silence.

Unexpectedly, it’s the calmest reaction you’ve witnessed so far.

“What brings the creator aboard my humble ship?” Beidou asks, forcing her voice to stay steady as if a big shot… no… the big shot of Teyvat isn’t bound to a chair on her ship.

You sigh. This is the exact reason you wanted to avoid being discovered.

“I wasn’t lying when I said my grandpa is on the lower deck.”

“The grandpa of the creator…”

“Well, adoptive grandpa… but you know, same thing.”

“You’re heading to Inazuma? What for?”

“…vacation.”

Beidou’s hands move back to you this time, asking permission before touching you. You nod your head allowing her to untie you. She then carefully lifts your shirt and removes the wraps to assess the extent of damage. As you twist your head to look at it, you realize it looks a lot less worse than before.

“Who was stupid enough to attack the creator…” Beidou asks but Kazuha nudges her.

“We tied them up… and threatened them,” he says quietly. As if realizing the severity of their actions, Beidou flinches.

“We greatly apologize, your grace. I hope you can understand us. We were just taking precautions to ensure the members of the ship are safe.”

You nod your head, not thinking anything of it. Beidou helps you patch it up and you wince, feeling the stinging pain.

“I will accept your apology… as long as neither of you speak a word of me being here. Don’t tell anyone what you saw or heard. Act as if you’ve never met me.”

You can sense their confusion. They want to ask you why but they stay silent, only nodding at your request. After Beidou patches you up, you immediately leave to the lower deck of the Crux.

The two of them bow their heads down respectfully, waiting until you are completely out of earshot before speaking.

“You’re gonna keep the creator’s secret, right Beidou?”

“…we’ll see how much mora someone offers me for it.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ✧: *.☽ .* : ✧.───

The pupils of Zhongli’s eyes shake as he stares at the spot you had just disappeared from.

When Zhongli had arrived at Wangshu Inn, he immediately recognized the scent he found back at the house he discovered. Like a hound, he followed the scent to the top of the inn and when he saw you… his whole world froze.

Unlike when he first met you back at the stall, he knows exactly who you are. This time, he was able to truly take you in.

Staring at the full glory of the creator, illuminated by the warm glow of candles, Zhongli thought that you were more than he could have ever imagined. For the first time in his thousands of years of life, he was completely awestruck.

He forced himself to steady his voice, quietly clearing his throat before speaking. But just as he called out to you, just before he was able to feel you, you vanished.

Zhongli feels as if the coldest of waters was suddenly poured all over him. His breath hitches and the emptiness of his hand physically pains him.

You disappeared. No… you ran away. From him.

It wasn’t obvious before, but Zhongli is sure of it now. You are running away from him.

Your stall that had been opened for months closed just after you had met him, and now. The moment you heard his voice and the second he almost touched you, you left.

The former Geo Archon feels his heart clench up. He slowly turns to Xiao. The intensity of Zhongli’s stare sends a shiver down the Yaksha’s spine.

“You… why was the creator here? When did they arrive? How come you didn’t tell anyone?”

“I-I’m not sure… From what I can remember, I was just thinking of them and suddenly, they appeared. They were only here for less than five minutes.”

The creator appeared for Xiao when he thought of them… but disappeared when Zhongli came.

The ground rumbles beneath them and the walls of the inn begins to shake. The two can hear the guests of the inn start to panic.

“Earthquake!” someone shouts.

Zhongli takes a deep breath and suddenly the rumbling stops. Still, the words keep circling in Zhongli’s head.

The creator appeared for Xiao.

Why? he thinks. There’s not a single second since he’s been aware of your descension where Zhongli is not thinking of you. For longer than Xiao had even been alive, Zhongli prided himself on being the most loyal acolyte of yours. With how much of his being that Zhongli devotes solely to you… why would you appear for Xiao and not him?

Are you unsatisfied with him? Was there something he did?

Just tell him, he thinks. Instead of running away and leaving him in the agony of uncertainty, just tell him what he did.

Does he need to prove himself to you?

Zhongli is more than willing to prove himself. There’s nothing he wouldn’t do to repent and prove himself worthy if the reward is your presence. He’s spent thousands of years devoting himself to you and he’ll worship you til the day he dies.

So now that you’ve finally descended, he doesn’t care if he has to chase you around all of Teyvat. Whether it’s stealing his gnosis back from the Tsaritsa and becoming Morax once more or defeating all the archons of the other nations to prove himself worthy, nothing will deter Zhongli from gaining your acceptance.

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