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Old Art:Lady Maria Edition

This was made in late June, I was trying to do some lineless art so I decided to try it with Lady Maria! Enjoy!

Speedpaint on my Instagram! Cat.at0nic

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happy ann day!

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Tbh now shipping them bcs of this bootiful art( & the comment lmao-)

wriothesley x diluc

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Cult!Genshin x reader

Sagau pt.4 Inazuma

Warnings: cult behavior, obsessive thoughts, religion, spoilers,

Pt. 1 Khaenri'ah 👇

Pt.2 Mondstadt 👇

Pt.3 Liyue 👇

Kazuha

The sounds of the ocean never cease to calm the young man as your presence also seems to make the sight of the serene waters better as the wind is blowing slowly-though his words and phrases in his haiku never could bring you any justice as you were just that divine

Though he frowns on why you weren't able to help in any suffering in these past centuries during the Vision Hunt decree

No matter now though. As his friend would finally be at peace knowing their Creator is helping the Traveler stop the tribulations and trials that the people of Inazuma are facing.  Oh.. how he wishes for his friend to take sight of their Creator and take part in the freedom of the vision holders of the Nation of Eternity..

Now.. will you grace him an ear and listen to his haiku's...?

Ayaka

As Ayaka was still but a little girl...She'd listen to her mother speak of you in such a high manner-and she couldn't blame her mother or anyone who worshipped you in that matter... you were the Creator after all..

Upon your arrival on Teyvat she was surprised to say the least-but that wasn't a bad thing-! In fact she could say she's been dying to meet you-not only from prayers or from stories from her mother...but actually genuinely get to know you..and perhaps..even be graced to attend a festival only with you

Kokomi

During the decades-each and every priestess of the Island of Watatsumi had offered their mind and soul to their God-namely Orabxi even after he was slain-but even when that was the case they still worshipped him in spite of the Shogun-but of course aside from the fallen Deity…you were worshipped as well...

The warm welcome at Watatsumi was beyond warm..for they held a small welcoming party in your honor even during these trying times-and despite  not understanding a single word any of them said-you felt loved and safe-well that is until you realized you hadn’t done the Inazuma quest before-

But for now..you seem content with the serenity of the situation before you go back to the cold and harsh realities of this archon quest-

Raiden Shogun

Makoto would sit in the outskirts of Inazuma as Ei went into battle..she'd smile as she does little prayers towards your personal shrine as the small pink kitsune snuggles into her arms with glee..but perhaps not everything is cut and dry..especially when now..she'll decide to go an risk her life in the front of the unfamiliar battlefield..yet..even in her dying breath..she still fondly mutters your name...

Ei...the loss of her friends..the loss of her sister...a poor archon indeed..though not the first archon who'd lost their companions' lives..she knows she'll definitely not be the last who'd endure the pain of loss..but she can't seem to grasp why it was necessary for it to happen-she couldn't grasp why you let it happen-you-a being who transcends even Celestia..why couldnt have you stopped the bleeding of their beings and her heart bled as she was forced to slay her beloved friends-and when she was forced to see Makoto die in her arms...why at all times you show yourself when you stop her in her own selfish pursuit of 'eternity' why until now... must you give her trials every step in the way? Yet..even as childish as she sounds..she doesn't blame you..after all...mortals aren't the only ones living under your judgement..

The shogun was tasked and programmed to eliminate any one who dares stop the pursuit of Eternity...however that somehow didn't apply to you..and even she had little to no control over her body she still wonders why she hadn't strike you the moment you went and ran towards the people of Inazuma to protect them..

Scaramouche

What does 'he' think of you?

Kuzinushi would ask himself everytime..what did he think of you once he was discarded by the Shogun?What did he think of you once he witnessed the village he was already content in residing in-burned to the ground with only ash and flame all over the corpses of the villagers...

So..?

He despises you.. - Scaramouche would cackle in the realisation of his inner turmoil towards you his supposed creator..what was there to love in the first place anyway?!...

Ohh...our merciful Creator..what sorrows will you bring today...Scaramouche would say mockingly to the heavens as if daring you to strike him down-He'd spit on your name..he'd go as far to do it in front of his fellow harbingers and Snezhanya's archon..but alas why did he crave some sort of attention from you? Why did he seem to pray (despite being it only in his head-)Yet that didn't change the fact that there was a tiny silvee of hope every time he prayed while he felt the slight glimmer of your presence on the clouds of Teyvat-

Yet at the present time he'd watch you once you came to the island of Watatsumi..maybe he was relishing in the chaos? Or maybe intrigued on your oddly hopeless reactions-

The indigo haired puppet only could look at you in disbelief-or maybe it was amusement..even for him..it was hard to decipher which one he was truly feeling

Either way...now with your presence in Inazuma...shouldn't you praise and worship him for his plan to entrap protect you from the cruel role you were forced to play onto you?

--

You,Traveller and Paimon enter the domain as you try to process the grieving events that took place in Watatsumi Island-you failed to save anyone here-

As you felt your guilt and hatred for yourself for not preventing anything to happen-you feel yourself going into the spiral of utter despair as you come face to face with familiar looking  silhouette reaching out to you as a grin spread into his lips...

Before blacking out into the shadows of the domain..

--

You suddenly wake up back at your room-phone in hand..but...nothing seemed to change...(!?)

It didn't seem a day even pass as you look at your familiar surroundings..time worked differently from the one in Teyvat..but something didn't feel right-

However..now you'll have to deal with things behind the screen as you help Aether's journey from the confines of your room-

While your physical body in Teyvat resides somewhere else for now...

Ayato

As the Vision Hunt decree finally got abolished-The eldest Kamisato finally went out of his office before rumors of your arrival came as quick as your physical departure form Teyvat-

It was odd..though in a world where even normal human beings in Teyvat could have abilities graced upon Celestia-

Maybe it wasn't so weird at all..but it was quite worrying as for now he would only sense your presence through the Traveller..what could've cause your physical body to dissappear..? What could've caused you to separate from your physical body-

He should leave the questions to the Anemo-visioned detective..but even he can get impatient even after years of hard work and patience....

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Sagau pt.4 Inazuma[coming soon]

As the storm that will take eternity to cease a certain indigo haired individual smirked at the vast ocean in front of him

👇[Sagau pt.1 Khaenri'ah here ]

👇[Sagau pt.2 Mondstadt here]

👇[Sagau pt. 3 Liyue here]

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18+ blog 💕

Kaveh + Al Haitham X gn Reader NSFW Documentary

When dominant they would be similarly rough-but would have different ways on fucking you

❥Firstly Al haitham, fucks your hole with slow and rough thrusts-he also makes sure both of you are in a relaxed position and a place where you both are relaxed like back at his shared apartment or the hidden part of Port Ormos-Though most times while he works in his desk or rather reading a book at the back corner of the Akedemiya's library, Al haitham just likes it when you sit in his lap, cock warming him as he thrusts his length inch by inch onto you as both of you try hard not make a single noise in the sorta public place ♡

❥Kaveh on the other hand, fucks your hole with fast and rough thrusts-while your face down his work desk as he complains about his annoying roommate to you or anything he can think of that's worth complaining while rearranging your insides,doesn't really have a preferred place to fuck you -unless it's in his own room forcing his roommate hear your loud moans,he also has a huge tendency to push his cock into you during his work when on the desert or just finger you if others are present, fifty percent of the time Kaveh just does what he does to tease you however the other times is because he's horny as fuck-but you would eventually give in, right? ♡

though when in submission…

❥Al Haitham allows himself to indulge in your silly ideas-snickering quietly whenever you even think to take the initiative-but was taken by surprised when one night you were sucking him dry.

❥Kaveh taunts you, laughing out loud before pinching your red-embarrassed face, should’ve kept his mouth shut though…because not long after overstimulating him--his own face became the same as yours..but all the more embarrassed and teary.

both of them together would be a nightmare or a dream, depending what you prefer really

❥they would argue with eachother(most of the arguing just comes from the blonde-)while you are being split-roasted by the both of them

I bet both of them are into aftercare too!!

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❥Al haitham loves to stroke your hair as you do the same to his greyish locks- while both of your foreheads lean against each other at the comfort of the fluffy cushions as you enjoy the rest of the evening with your romantically awkward lover ♥

❥Kaveh loves to pepper your face with lots and lots of kisses until he dives into your neck teasing you a bit more than he did the previous session you two just had-but you cherish yet another peaceful night with your romantically clichéd beloved ♥

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— oh and by the way im married (zhongli) .

synopsis !! zhongli neglects to inform his friends that he's married.

contains !! they/them reader but referred to as wife, comedic dialogue

Z H O N G L I

Perhaps it's the fact that you've been married for centuries that informing others didn't seem to be a priority for Zhongli.

It wasn't obvious either. He had his day job and you had yours. To regular couples, the amount of distance you two spend would be a little strange, but time is something you have in abundance so it didn't really matter when you spend a few days apart doing your day jobs.

It was Hutao who brought it up the on the evening's Lantern Rite dinner.

"Aiyaya, it seems like everybody alive and dead has a date for this year's lantern rite."

"Hahaha! And here we are celebrating a feast with new and old friends. It doesn't sound like much of a loss to me." Venti laugjs, pouring himself a drink that threatens to overflow from his hand.

"I'm not saying it's a loss, I'm simply wondering wouldn't some of you want to spend the night with a special someone?" She smirks, eyes scanning the group. Chongyun coughs into his cup as Xiao averts his gaze from the troublemaker.

"If you're asking for my opinion, I'd say everyone here is quite special to me," Lumine smiles warmly before glancing at the two archons and yaksha, "I'm sure there's still time for dating in the future. We're not that old."

"Well. . ." Hutao turns to Zhongli. He raises a brow, placing down his cup.

"May I ask why you're staring at me, Director Hu?"

"No reason~ It's just, as your boss, of course I'm a little bit concerned. Aren't you wasting your youth by not going out on dates, mister Zhongli? I'm sure there's a line of Liyuens who would love to–"

A burst of laughter comes from the green bard. "Oh, him? On a Lantern Rite date with someone else? (Name) would surely kill him."

"(Name)?" Everyone questions.

"Huh? He didn't tell you?" Venti tilts his head.

Zhongli coughs, "Ah. . . Please don't be concerned about my dating life, Director Hu. After all, I am already married."

Silence.

A cup drops.

Tea spills (literally).

Then,

"Married?!" The restaurant shakes as Hutao and Lumine jolt upright, hands slamming the table.

"Married." Zhongli confirms.

"What! For how long? When? What's their name? Why have you never–"

Zhongli hushes, trying to calm his boss from jumping over the table. His face dusts a light pink, perhaps embarrassed by the whole ordeal.

"For a few. . . years now. As you know, they're (Name). And as for why I never mentioned my wife. . ." He glances at the crowd, ". . . I simply forgot."

"You. . . forgot," Xingqiu slowly repeats.

"Yes, it seems I've forgotten to inform everyone. Then again, is it not obvious that I'm a married man?"

Chongyun covers his face in his hands, processing the whole ordeal, "Thinking back. . . mister Zhongli always had a domestic kind of aura. It seems so obvious now."

"Wait, wait, wait! How come I didn't know about this? We work together almost everyday! And why does Venti know! Didn't you two just met! Do you even have a ring?" Hutao interjects, flabbergasted as Zhongli and Venti freezes.

In truth, he does have a ring. One he carved himself made of only the most precious of jade and metal. It has rested under his glove for centuries—

Under his glove also hides his draconic arms, golden veins against dark brown, almost scale-like skin. Proof of a entity greater than human.

"Ehe. . . about that," Venti nervously looks away, "I've actually. . . met his wife before!" He covers up, voice laced with enthusiasm.

"Yes, yes, my wife is quite fond of Mondstadt's songs. They've frequently visited the nation before."

"And you don't come along?" Xiangling asks.

"I don't."

The group blinks.

"And what about the ring? I never see you wear a wedding ring." Hutao narrows her eyes.

"That's because I don't wear it." He answers bluntly.

". . . and you never introduced them to us because. . .?" Lumine questions.

"Because . . . I haven't had the time to?"

Hutao rests back on her chair, her eyes glazed in judgment, "No offense mister Zhongli, but you seem like a terrible husband. If you don't get your act straight, I'd say your marriage won't last."

His jaw drops. Venti laughs.

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"Darling, am I a terrible husband?"

"No? What makes you think that?"

"No reason. Although I believe we should try dating publicly."

tumblr has been deleting my last paragraphs why

//for some reason tumblr has been deleting my last lines in drafts so i have to type this so my last sentences wont get deleted

"No reason. But perhaps it's about time I show you off to the public more."

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in the moment we’re lost & found

Featuring— albedo, kaveh, zhongli, dainsleif ⤀ gn!reader, reincarnation au, dark/light academia themed, not modern au but a (canon) teyvat years into the future ? a/n: I picked characters I thought would suit the aesthetic bc my favorite flavor of reincarnation au has to do with art and museums. I love history and art and museums and galleries !

— 𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐎

as an up-and-coming artist, albedo is a rising star in teyvat’s art world, but lately he’s been haunted by a face he sees only in his dreams. it’s unclear, and it drives him insane that he can’t quite make out all the details of this mysterious figure. albedo, whose artwork is notoriously lifelike, knows that something just isn't right; something is missing and he can't quite grasp it. countless times, he's tried to translate the idea of you onto paper, and countless times he's ripped out pages of his sketchbook, the abandoned drawings left crumpled in random corners of his studio, of his house, of his room. they say the mind is unable to create faces of its own so where did you come from? it consumes him— the way you replay in his head once he closes his eyes, as if he'd somehow stolen the memories of somebody else. perhaps this is what the tortured artists sing of when they descend to madness, haunted by an absent muse. at least… until the fateful day he sees you out on the cobbled streets of mondstadt. you pass by quickly, the moment as fleeting as a shooting star, and something in albedo clicks. he doesn’t have time to think, he just moves. his muse is here now within reach; how can he risk letting you slip away?

— 𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇

careless collision, staggering steps… you snap your eyes shut as you try to mentally prepare yourself for the utter humiliation of falling into the akademiya fountain. except it never comes. your eyes flutter open, and are instantly met with just about the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen. however, his expression is one of shock, as if he’s just as surprised as you are of his own actions, and truth be told, he is. because he seemed to have been able to watch the scene unfold, even before the other party had bumped into you. because kaveh is sure something had come over him, with the way time appeared to have stopped and his legs moved of their own accord. like his body was suddenly able to predict the future, or that it was the work of some absurd sense of muscle memory. even so, the weight of you in his grasp feels uncannily familiar. in a good way. it feels right; it feels like he had waited his whole life for this moment.

and suddenly you're hyperaware of how close the two of you actually are— but also of how safe you feel with his arm wrapped around your waist, or of how his large doe eyes seem to peer into your very soul, the carmine hues dancing with renewed life. you really can't shake the overwhelming feeling that you've met before, that perhaps this isn't your first time around at all. and so you have to ask, “have we met before?”

"no, but I'd like to again."

— 𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈

you quite literally walk into zhongli, knocking his documents out of his hands and all across the marble floor of liyue’s national museum. zhongli sighs without looking up; he had spent the better half of a day organizing contracts and paperwork for a loan agreement to inazuma, though he supposes he should share in the blame for not watching where he was going. hundreds of years have passed since the immortal ex-archon worked as a funeral consultant; these days, zhongli opts to spend his time surrounded by artifacts of bygone times and bygone people. but when he looks up, his golden eyes widen and his blood runs cold at the sight of you in front of him. he freezes, as if time seems to have stopped for the both of you. his focus shifts back and forth between you and the painting across the room: a seemingly ordinary portrait, dated from around the time of the blonde traveler. still, whenever asked, he can confidently say that it’s his favorite piece, even in this house of invaluable artifacts and monuments to heroes, even among all the rich antiquities teyvat has to offer. and here you were in front of him, a perfect match to the painting's subject. the one whom he had once held so dear before being torn away by the hands of time, is now kneeling on the floor in front of him, frantically trying to gather the scattered documents, of which he had long deemed irrelevant. he feels his impenetrable stone heart flutter for the first time in what feels like a millennia because it’s you. he's sure of it. it's you, it's you, it's you.

— 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐅

ever since your move to mondstadt, you've started having satin dreams of knights and castles, false flowers and fictional faces; dreams that undoubtedly end in war and destruction because everything shifts. castles crumble, faces morph— it becomes a nightmare so vivid it feels more akin to a memory than a dream. but through it all only one thing remains constant in that, in every iteration, you always fall in love with the same blonde man.

wandering the tranquil halls of mondstadt's national gallery, you find yourself before The Destruction of Khaenri'ah, a painting tragically beautiful in it's depiction of the ancient nation's condemnation by the heavens. you feel your eyes threaten to water, the ache in your chest an indication that the same anguish you've felt in your nightmares, has now sunk its claws into your heart. it's the first time a piece of art has moved you like this. so much so that you’re rooted in a trance-like state until someone beside you clears his throat, snapping you back to reality. he himself also gazes at the painting although his arm is outstretched; a handkerchief in offering for your tears. it isn't until your fingers brush against his that the blonde man turns to meet your gaze. shades of cerulean, bluer than the depths of the seas, all a mere backdrop to the stars shining in his eyes. stars that match the ones sitting in your own eyes. your heart skips a beat at the revelation. it's him, the man from your dreams. he’s real.

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hcs w closed off reader? 😋😋 w joseph n naib and anyone else if u prefer!!

HEHE two orders of touch starved losers incoming ( ◜𖥦◝ )

Joseph 📸

⚜ Joseph has never been fond of the over-emotional type, which makes you excellent company.

⚜ He trusts that you can sympathize with not wanting anyone to pry into his personal affairs.

⚜ But that respect isn't exactly reciprocated. Playing cat-and-mouse is one of his favorite pastimes, as long as the intrigue is there. He tries to dig into your heart all while keeping you at a distance.

⚜ You make it a very difficult game, but that's what's fun about it.

⚜ He once snatches your hand to chastise you on something small, like how you need to trim your nails or apply more handcream. Then while he has your attention, he flicks his eyes up to yours and says:

"You know, you don't have a single fascinating look about you, and yet I'm endlessly captivated. Has anyone ever managed to crack your composure?"

⚜ He's kind of provocative. Will say anything to get the reaction he wants. A lot of his words are stern, but never ill-intentioned.

⚜ In trying to get you to open up, he might accidentally drop a few details about Claude and his own melancholy. He's much messier about hiding his own secrets.

⚜ He sometimes pulls you into tight, slow embraces and leaves long kisses against the side of your head. It's not like him to make physical advances without prior notice, but he gets a little insecure when the love isn't given back to him.

⚜ That's something he would never admit though.

⚜ You often show up in his paintings. He tells you that he paints what he dreams about: every depiction of you features a rainbow of emotions, from your brightest smile to your tearfilled eyes.

Naib 🤕

⚜ Since he works on the same wavelength, Naib is very familiar with your reluctance to show your vulnerable side.

⚜ But it's also in his nature to try and protect you no matter what. He gets a little bothered that you resist it so much. He understands your emotional distance, but not why you think you're unloveable.

⚜ During matches, his concern translates to aggression. Yanks you closer to him and shoves you into lockers if the hunter is nearby. Hisses at you to sit down and let him treat you if you get injured.

⚜ If you're isolating for too long, he'll create a chance to visit you by bringing you food or extra medkits.

⚜ Comfort is not his strong suit. He dislikes intimate contact and doesn't know how to soothe with his words.

⚜ He cares for you by checking up on your biological needs: that you're hydrated and eating enough, that any injuries are properly cleaned and healing, etc.

⚜ He has a habit of wishing you "goodnight" every evening. It's a small gesture that you didn't even notice at first, but now you cherish it as a token of his affection. He only does it with you.

⚜ Even if you fall asleep before he can say it to you, he'll pass by your door and run his hands along the wood, whispering a quick "Night." He never misses a day.

⚜ Sometimes he wordlessly comes up to you just to rest his head on your shoulder. This is a very rare occurrence, but you seem to be the exception for everything.

⚜ He doesn't really smile around you, even when he's happy. "I love you"s are even rarer. His love is expressed more in his daily goodnights.

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𓂃 alhaitham + pineapples on pizza .

alhaitham’s love language is giving you the pineapples on his pizza and him eating what’s leftover.

alhaitham doesn’t like pineapples on his pizza— you noticed.

whenever you call for a thirty minute break from the study group you invited him to (read: you and the scholar are the only members of the said “study group”), he’d always order a pizza.

he claims that it’s easy to eat, and it’s what doordash is for— plus as college students, it was sometimes the cheapest thing on the menu.

every time you’re seated on the ground, facing his coffee table, you never fail to notice how he picks at the pineapples on his pizza. this occurrence then leads to him eating a literal triangular bread with tomato sauce because all the toppings came off along with the pineapples. he eats it nonchalantly, not bothered by the pitiful state of his slice of pizza— if you can even call it that— as he highlights the text he’s reading.

“why do you keep ordering hawaiian for us when you don’t even like it?”

“because you prefer it.” the other responds in a straightforward manner, not even looking up from his textbook.

it’s during moments like this did you wish that alhaitham is aware of your trickery and why it’s only him that shows up during the study group sessions you arrange. you hope that the reason why he’s putting up with your obvious deceit is because he might be just as equally as interested as you.

“but what about what you like?” you ask once again, and this time, alhaitham finally takes a glance at you.

he focuses his gaze on the slice your holding, raising an eyebrow at it before looking back at you. “it’s not like you get to think about what i like when you’re obviously enjoying the abundance of toppings on yours.”

you feel heat creeping up your cheeks, ah right— whenever alhaitham takes off the toppings on his pizza, he directly puts them on yours. you don’t give it any meaning though! you were sure alhaitham is the type of guy that hates seeing food go to waste.

“i can eat other pizza flavors too you know…” grumbling, you turn the page of your book, “i can eat cheese or pepperoni.”

“you don’t like those flavors because you think they taste salty.”

your heart does a somersault— he remembers.

“of course i do. you turned it into your whole personality.” he grunts.

you’re positive that your temperature has gone over the roof and you look exactly like the tomato soup the pizzeria uses.

���h-hey! in my defense… they’re really salty to the point i’m going to get kidney stones just from eating them.” you manage to stammer out and your study buddy snorts at your exaggeration.

“well, it’s a good thing that i keep ordering hawaiian— need to keep the kidney healthy,” he pauses, putting his cheek on his palm as he smirks. “we have you to thank.”

“i can’t help but to notice… are you teasing me?”

the other can’t help but to chuckle directly in his fist, and if he managed to catch your frown, he failed to comment on it. shrugging, he replies, “am i now?” alhaitham buries his head into his book once again, “i can’t help but to notice that you aren’t doing any studying in our… study group.” heavy emphasis on the last words, your heart beats loudly against your chest as the thought of him knowing your shameful secret runs through your head.

the scholar notices this of course— nothing gets past from his watchful gaze. he wants to watch you further squirm in your current position, oh how cute were you to joke around with. it almost compensates for the moments he had to fill his stomach with nothing but topless pizzas.

“next time, maybe don’t bother inviting me to your study group. after all, you never ask anyone else but me.” alhaitham hums acting as if he were deep in his thoughts, “oh i know, ask me on a date instead.”

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Cult!Genshin x reader

Sagau pt.3 Liyue

Warnings: cult behavior, obsessive thoughts, religion, spoilers

[Sagau pt.1 Khaenri'ah here] 👇

[Sagau pt.2 Mondstadt here] 👇

Zhongli

Morax was your longest known worshipper - though none known previously how he got to know you, it was only common knowledge that he did worship you in his time of when he was still but a young adeptus

But of course doubts started to spiral once death came-whether it was from his wrath or another being's own bloodthirst

Was it meant to happen?

Morax would ask himself that same  question-as he watches both his acquaintances and rivals die in front of his eyes

He was sort of angry at you-cursed you silently(not wanting to be known for disrespecting you but he did it quietly)

Yet the geo-scaled Archon despite those doubts and trials--He, then matured over the decades he walked in Teyvat his faith in you stood still like the mountains made by geo he made all over the shores of Liyue

plus... Barbatos's 'fact' as the winged-archon would like to call it seemed a bit insulting and he somehow wanted to prove the latter wrong despite knowing its not worth wasting his energy for more important matters

In his time of living among the mortals of Liyue he understood that every thing was meant to happen

He exhaled ;sipping the tea as he watches the lanterns dance among Teyvat's sky

though his victories from the past did haunt him-- Zhongli was finally at peace,knowing that his nation were thriving and advancing without the need of Rex lapis

but what made him feel even more relaxed was the presence of what you'd call 'divine'

Zhongli's golden eyes squinted as if instinctively trying to find something he'd like to think he'd seen before

Your acolyte smiled from afar looking fondly at the docks of Liyue of where you stood with the traveller and a sea of his people

Xiao

Your presence was educated by Morax to him when Alatus was recently just saved by the hands of the cruel god

'the all mighty Creator of Teyvat'

what was so special about you?that made Rex lapis himself worship you

Not to ask that question in a tone which a certain anemo-winged archon used--but one of piqued curiousity

He always wondered about your existence whether during his time with the other yaksha's or even after their passing..

Though he could ask Morax--he'd rather not seeing how the Geo archon had his own responsibilities to deal with

No matter Xiao leaves the subject on the back of his mind and sighed as his pain continues to course through his body

For now.. as your acolyte Xiao can only say that he has respect for you for at least helping him save the people who reside in the harbour through the Traveler or through him

But can he really be satisfied with just that after witnessing your arrival at the harbour-well the answer is.. no

not when the karmic dept that the young Yaksha held for so long almost instantly disappears at the sight of your divine gaze that reflected the lanterns of Liyue

Baizhu

Since birth he was always physically weak and as the years passed by his health also weakened mentally

Baizhu wouldn't say he's a Saint like his regular customers would like to see him as-rather he see's himself as a human-and there was no doubt he was

Greed

Some people say he had that quality-and he would frown at the notion,, but can you really blame him when not careful anytime could be a dead end for the sickly man

Although the mint haired man would always feel guilty on taking advantage of Qiqi's immortality despite doing it over again--

However when you finally arrived in Teyvat Baizhu thought he would feel immense guilt the moment he mentioned about his endeavours and his reason of taking care of Qiqi--plus the fact that he treated you as you were human instead of the Creator

The mint haired man would always apologise for all the troubles he's been giving you this past hour

But instead you reassured him-well awkwardly patted him at the back is what you did-- but it was enough to quell his tears

Such a kindness shouldn't be unrewarded.. (though he Baizhu knows he's not in place to reward-but to show his faithfulness to you)he would offer himself as one of your acolytes to honor you with his body

Ganyu

The news of the Creator's arrival on Teyvat had been a shock to the people Liyue and to her as well-but it wasn't unwelcomed!

she was part of the beings who prepared the festival for you! Though not her money nor' the idea-Ganyu was glad to be working full time on the project assigned to her

She didn't need any rest and definitely didn't want to if its for you!Though your insistence of her resting will make her blink her eyes in confusion to shift to one of embarrassment ;saying she didn't need to

But with your offer that you'd let her lay down on your lap made her want to reconsider the offer

Shenhe

Cloud retainer had spoken about you through times of when she was but a child taken in by the crane adeptus

Shenhe had a feeling in her heart, though she couldn't describe it-- andit felt absolutely horrible,, something about you appearing before her, what made you show yourself now?! She couldn't explain the reason why she felt this way

Maybe it was about her childhood that was sacrificed once her father sent her to die in the hands of a demon

It was your lack of presence in one's time of need that made her somewhat feel ill about you

She hated the feeling once it showed in her stomach,she herself never wanted to feel like that when seeing you in a physical form

Though she stayed quiet at your visit-though no glaring was seen in her eyes Cloud retainer could feel the small rage that Shenhe was having behind those ropes that bind the white haired girl

But even she, knows that another feeling was bubbling up as you held her hands with a soft gentle smile for her

Perhaps she'd like to get know you in a different light if ever possible

Ningguang

As a child she struggled but she did her best to thrive in the streets of Liyue while praying that you'd make her your favourite acolyte-And she did become at least one of them

With grace and gratitude she welcomed you and traveler with open arms, Announcing her opening speech,, she stands at her most beloved magnum opus;The Jade Chamber

Pantalone

A true man of greed..but can you really blame him?as a child he struggled to even find a single penny to feed himself, eating only the crumbs that the people of the harbour dropped so carelessly

As he hates the Geo archon for not giving a single mora to him and what makes it worse that it didn't make you any different from the archon that the sea of people seem to worship so much

Where were you and the God of Contracts when he needed both of you??

He scoffed at the news of your arrival, though with newly found wealth, Pantalone didn't seem all that smiley today-in fact he had a frown all day long making others question his sudden change of expression

The black haired man told them the reason calmly-but they could tell that there was a venomous tone on the tip of his toungue

Pierro shakes his head in a disapproving way,he was acting a bit childish he knows-by the way the ginger's expression also became dark even when Tartaglia just had a laughing fit

The banker looked in the eyes of his comrades and of the Cryo archon

Just as the Northland's bank currencies are the tears of the gamblers that had set their money on pride and the blood of the poor who spent their last breath trying to gain a single mora

Maybe you'd like to earn his forgiveness that weight off a million-no-

A lifeline worth of mora would make him him forgive you as long you'll comply to every one of his desires

23_chan: I still don't know if Pantalone is from Liyue,but this is just a quick Headcanon of him--if he isn't then I'll just transfer him on a nation where he is a part of @w@

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[ladysirenity23]

ok so imagine alhaitham x reader but its asking him this

ps: only write this if you want to/can if not then its 100% ok 👍👍👍👍

BAHAHAHAHA OH THE WHOLE IF I WAS A WORM THING. OMG. 😭

I've seen so many authors already doing the whole Y/N asking Alhaitham if she was a worm thing...SO let's turn the tables for once. (Unless you want me to redo it just lmk)

Also if Alhaitham is a worm is this why he those drops from that sand worm thing-

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"Would You Love Me Even If I Was A Worm? Asked The Feeble Scholar"

Alhaitham closes the book he's been reading for hours and turns to you.

"Love. Can I ask you something?" He says with such seriousness in his voice.

You turn to him, confused with his sudden tone. "Sure. Is something wrong?"

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?"

You blinked. Twice. Thrice. Did that seriously come out of his mouth right now?

"What was that?"

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?" He asks again with the same monotone voice.

"What kind of question is that?!"

"It may sound impossible but let's just say some elemental force caused by leyline abnormalities suddenly burst out all over Teyvat and has the power to turn anyone into animals. What if I get hit by such force one day and got transformed into a worm?" Alhaitham continued.

"Love what in the world are you-"

"Or how about this scenario. Let's say something tragic happened to me and I die. Don't cry. It's just a hypothesis. Let's say the concept of reincarnation is actually true and the deities reincarnated me as a worm in my next life. Would you still love me even if I turn into an organism with no limbs and a brain that is not as complex as a human?" Alhaitham asks.

You facepalmed at his ridiculous sentiment.

"What...the hell are you reading? Did you get this silly idea from that book you've been reading!?"

Alhaitham shows you the book he's been reading. "Someone left this at my office. I got curious and...well-"

"I Got Chased By An Angry Ronin and Fell To My Death In Musoujin Gorge And Got Reincarnated As A Worm..?!" You read the title in disbelief.

"If you think about it-" Alhaitham begins again only for you to cut him off by snatching the book away.

"Stop reading this."

[ladysirenity23]

“Would you kill me, my love? If I betray you?” for the prompt thingy if it’s still open ^^ with any character you like ;)

Fyodor’s fingertips hover above the wooden chess piece— pawn. With absolute grace and consideration, amethyst eyes gaze back at you as he leans on the soft chair.

“My, my,” he rasps, head tilting to the side with his knuckles pushing against his cheek. “I have not foreseen such a question in the middle of a chess game.”

You laugh, toying with the chess piece in your delicate hand. For outsiders, the sound certainly resonates like a normal, amused laugh. However, for Fyodor’s ears, it is roses and silk; sultry with a drop of venom on its edge.

“Won’t you humor me, darling?” Your lashes flick gently, lips forming a smile. “Would you kill me if I betray you?”

Would— because you know that he can. Ending another person’s life does not keep him awake at night; it does not poison his conscience or the lack thereof. And yet the question repeats like a broken record, surrounding his head, consuming his thoughts the longer his eyes linger on yours.

Would he kill you?

Betrayal is the apex of imbecility, for both the traitor and the betrayed. Death is the only punishment for such a crime. If you were just another body in the throng, Fyodor wouldn’t even think twice.

However, you are not like many others. Not for the reason that you make everything you touch beautiful. It is the opposite. You cradle Fyodor with the heat of sin and devilry; you touch him with fire in your fingertips, burning all that is pretty to leave him with ashes and ruin. He takes you by the hand, allowing your claws to sink in and swallow him whole, because that’s all he needs, all he wants. To dance with the devil and be destroyed by you.

“Yes. I will kill you,” he finally says. “And then I will kill myself next.”

[ladysirenity23]

Happy New year yall :3

Anyways here's a shenhe stuck under my bed

[ladysirenity23]

Merry Christmas yall and here is a nahida while waiting for the Sagau Headcanons :]

Ps.iats late so I don't have enough motivation to draw her headpiece rn quq