#Cw Genshin spoilers

[catcze]

Spoilers for Wriothesley's backstory !! References to leaks of his backstory !!

When Wriothesley was younger and homeless on the streets of Fontaine, an orphan who ran from his foster home to fend for himself, there was no one for him to rely on. It was a dog-eat-dog world, and putting your trust in the wrong person could result in lying facedown in a ditch, just another casualty of the city.

Wriothesley was prepared to fight for himself for the rest of his life. Was prepared to sleep with one eye open, and ready to get stabbed in the back at any second. Everyone around him wouldn't cast him a second glance and wouldn't offer him a shred of help.

No one, maybe, except for you.

You were around his age— that much was evident from the first day he met you, when you found him crouched in an alleyway half-starved and soaked through by the rain. You were kind, if the umbrella you covered his head with was any indication. You had gotten soaked yourself, but you still smiled at him and told him to keep it, that he needed it more.

And lastly: you were born into good, good money. He found that out the next day when you bought him a packaged meal of warm meats and bread. Although he was hesitant to accept your kindness, cautious of what price you would attach to such a thing, the grumbling of his stomach won out and he finished the whole meal in less than five minutes. It was one of the best things he had ever tasted.

You said nothing as you sat beside him, uncaring of how the dirt of the sidewalk stained your clothes. When he was finished, you offered him a bottle of water. As he chugged it down, you gave him your first name, and when he hesitated to tell you his, you smiled and shook your head.

"It's fine, you don't have to tell me," you told him with a slight smile. And that was that.

From then on, you find him every few days at the same spot. He doesn't talk much, you discover, but he's always willing to listen to you talk. Anything under the sun— your lessons, your absent parents, the droves of socialites who try to butter you up with hollow words and false admiration— you can ramble about it for hours and hours and he'll sit beside you, interjecting on occasion, but generally letting you take the lead in conversation.

Once, you brought him a canister filled with tea, and watched as his eyes lit up at his first taste.

"This is some really good stuff," he told you, awe in his voice, already going for a second sip. You smile, seeing him so pleased.

"I'll bring you more next time. I'll try to make a different brew, too, to see if you'd like that even more."

When he gets scuffed from street fights, you're there to patch him up. Clumsily at first, with a furrowed brow and tangled strips of bandages, but you get better and better at it over time. He doesn't reject the help, and you don't scold him for getting hurt. It is times like these where your hands —only calloused by the grip of a pen and nothing more, unlike his that are so scarred and rough— make you both remember how different your worlds are.

One day, you go to the place you two had been meeting for nearly a year now, and it's empty. That's not particularly unusual— it's happened once or twice before where your friend couldn't make it, so it's no cause for concern. You merely leave the food and water in a little nook he had shown you before, and make your way home, hoping that he's alright and not too banged up.

When you get home, the maids and the butler all tell you of a recent incident that happened not too far away in the city— of an assault and a mangled body, of the perpetrator on death's door himself, barely rushed to the hospital in time. While you have dinner alone, they urge you to exercise caution if you go out tomorrow.

So you take heed of their words, bringing a new platter of food and hide small knife in your pocket as you head back to the same place yesterday. The food and water from before is still there, hidden in the little nook only the two of you know of.

Anxiety grips you, but you try to shake it off. You return the next day. And the next. And the next. Each day, the food you leave remains untouched every time.

You fear the worst after a week is up— you fear for his safety, for his health. You fear for the only genuine friend you had ever made, who had seen you as more than just your parents' only child. You don't leave your room for a week, poring over the newspaper and anything else you can get your hands on. The househelp thinks you're ill— and you are. You're sick with worry, sick with the late nights spent up as you stretch yourself thin trying to find something, anything about him. But when your parents learn of your seclusion, you're forced to give up your search. In the end, you're the only one left to remember the nameless boy with the soft smile and a love for tea.

It is years and years down the line. Wriothesley had been doing well as the administrator of the fortress— so much so that he had been invited to the Palais Mermonia to receive the title of Duke. He had barely managed to sidestep a grand investiture ceremony, instead opting to sign, take the relevant certificates, and be done with it.

When he enters the office of the Iudex, he's met with the man himself and a surprisingly familiar face. One that he had never forgotten, even on days where the ground threatened to crumble underneath him and the walls of his prison cell felt like they were closing in.

Your eyes blow wide, your grip on the documents threatening to rip the papers, and he doesn't miss the slight wobble in your lip as you gaze at him.

"Good afternoon, I'm pleased that you could join us," says the Iudex. He sweeps one hand in your direction. "This is one of our top attorneys,assigned to assist with the processing of your documents and certificates."

Wriothesley smiles, wider than he has in a long, long time, and reaches a hand out for you to grasp.

"Hi," he says, never taking his eyes on your face. He squeezes your hand and feels you tremble in his hold. "My name is Wriothesley. It's nice to meet you."

[kridprinze-moved]

staring at rhinedottir rn

[rikyos]

kazuha in fontaine probably

[gorkaya-trava]

I just got to the point where we meet skirk and she just- SHE JUST--- THREW CHILDE AWAY-----

[barneycalhounn]

when she see my ballz lol

[mariam246810]

The following 4 comic pages are commissions for @/ fluffguff25 (twitter) of their bodyguard AU where genshin becomes stronghart's bodyguard.

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[kfrnkm]

"livestocks"

[lhachia]

Spoilers for Wriothesley story quest, archon quest 4.1

Cw: child trafficking, abuse

I see a lot of people talking about Wriothesley triggering Lyney's PTSD but I haven't seen any talking about vice versa and I'm a bit surprised? We learn in Wriothesley's story quest that his adoptive parents were child traffickers and that he had multiple siblings sold or killed before he ran away/took his revenge. In his "About Lyney" dialogue, Wriothesley says, "I'll admit that when I removed the House of the Hearth's spies in the underworld, that was kind of an intentional provocation to the Fatui. But their only response was to send down a bunch of children..was it because they truly saw those kids as disposable?" And that remark really stood out to me since we know the HotH is an orphanage, which creates some very interesting parallels to how Wriothesley grew up. He and Lyney both describe their parents/Father as loving despite the fact that in one case, they're trafficking and killing children, and in the other, they're sending children to a literal prison isolated from any help where previous adult operatives have already died. If anything, I think the situation with Lyney & Co is a wretched reminder to Wriothesley of his own past and inability to protect his siblings, and he's doing what he can now to protect these children because their parental figures clearly have no qualms about potential harm coming to their charges, even if he has to be an asshole to do it.

[iamcassian]

you guys know how the archons get their power from their believers?

well. let's see who the real strongest archon is.

barbatos has a whole church dedicated to him. while mondstadt is probably the smallest nation, the whole population is dedicated to the anemo archon. they believe steadfast in him, and his church prays day and night. the strength of their faith proves him not to be as weak as he tries to appear as.

morax was arguably the strongest before he quit. while he still remains strong, his power must be weakening, because liyue believes rex lapis to be "dead". i wonder is liyue will still worship morax, or be a godless nation like khaenri'ah.

raiden shogun was feared by her nation for a long time. i think her power is growing now because she is no longer simply viewed as someone to "be afraid of". now she is a better archon, therefore having more believers. because to aknowledge the existence of the divine is not always to believe. she cultivated the power of the musu no hitotachi herself, so she is incredibly strong even without the faith of her people.

lesser lord kusanali is no doubt revered. although, while she was trapped in the sanctuary of surasthana, she was not wholly believed in, because most of her nation still loved greater lord rukkhadevata. now, after erasing rukkhadevata, her people adore her. she has the power to create an endless samsara cycle, as proved in the main sumeru story quest.

focalors was praised as an archon. she had the opera epiclese to transfer power so she could fool the heavenly principles. she then transferred her power back to neuvilette, giving him his power as hydro dragon sovereign now. he has more power than an archon, and the only person who could best him now are the heavenly principles or a descender.

murata has showcased the might of her determination and will. all the power of her believers goes into fueling the sacred flame, and she gave up her gnosis powers. the power she showcased when she beat back the abyss and broke the sky was solely her own. her people believe in her so strongly, so when the day comes, and she uses the power of her people, i suspect she will be very, very strong.

[electric-plants]

focalors: i’m going to kill an archon

neuvillette: oh sick which one

focalors: me

neuvillette: :(

[catcze]

omg catte fjdnjfnf neuvillette gave me a whiplash upon meeting him in game for the first time because i expected him to be mean and serious based on the overture trailer. turns out he’s so humble??? gentle??? kind??? his en va did amazing AGHHH his voice i’m SWOONING. i only finished the first act so i’m excited to learn more about him.

[wriothesley leaks] WDYM KIDS PUT STICKERS IN HIS GLOVES??? AND HIS IDLE HAS HIM TAKING THEM OUT??? the fortress is mf huge. his desk is wide and for what. also, he has a boxing ring. what the hell does he do with that. him telling people to get out of the kitchen saying it’ll explode so he can cook his sig dish.

praying he has a cool (no pun intended) appearance i will combust and that’ll be my funeral. i’m so sane for fontaine men ahahahaha.

SAME !!?!! The way that a lot of official media was lowk implying that he's, like, kind of strict n scary and a stickler for the rules and all that and then !! He's (imo) one of the most endearing and genuine characters we've meet so far 🥺 AND YES !! Ray Chase did so well as Neuvi !! Neuvi's voice is so rich and pretty and omg omg omg VERA did you see how he sits during the archon quest ?? The way he sits is literally so slay 💅

AND YEAH AJKNDJKAS i saw the idle video of that and !! I was kicking my feet he's so cute 😭😭 He seems so cool and interesting and my godddd it made me fall for the guy even harder when i saw all the recent leaks haskdjnajks 😭 I can't wait until his appearance man im so !!!! excited to see him in person haskdnajks

[rikyos]

is albedo in the kaeya hangout or was i lied to

[quilfish-swan]

anyone else a big fan of the gendou ringo quest in genshin impact.

[image id: colored digital sketch of two genshin impact npcs standing back to back. the first is lyudochka snezhevna with a wide-eyed expression, in her fatui uniform and holding a knife behind her back. the second is momoyo in her shrine maiden outfit with her hands in her sleeves, looking sideways at lyudochka. the coloring is mostly red, with grayish brown shadows. /end id.]

[mariam246810]

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[days-scaramouche-has-been-out]

DIVERSITY WIN! THE RANDOM GIRLS THAT ONE MAN MADE DISAPPEAR OVER THE COURSE OF TWENTY YEARS HAD THEIR CONSCIOUSNESSES MERGED TOGETHER INTO A SINGULAR PRIMORDIAL WATER SPIRIT THAT SEEKS VENGEANCE

[glacialswordsman-a]

thoughts on natlan. pretty negative!

i really do enjoy the aesthetics and the music from the natlan trailer. i do. i like the modern takes on these characters outfits and designs. but i FUUUUCKING hate how they're all so pale. literally all of them. none of them have even an iota of melanin except maybe one or two characters, when 95% of them should lmao

ESPECIALLY the fucking archon man. i'm furious over them being pale as hell. otherwise, i enjoyed everything else, despite me being fucking scared on how natlan's story & population/demographics are gonna be handled lmao

if they make the enemies brown again while the playable characters are white i think i actually might quit genshin altogether

anyway haha capitano muse go brrr