#Gen/shin Im/pact

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Just saw an announcement of a new Genshin character, Emilie, and there's this... 👀

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after. MONTHS. i have finally completed this Wanderer fic everybody clap

word count: 5k

Of all the people that Aether had been expecting to see as a participant at the Interdarshan Championship, the Wanderer was not one of them. 

The Hat Guy name was completely unexpected as well, and it had honestly taken everything in Aether’s power to not burst out laughing the instant that the other was introduced on stage by that name. The fact nobody else seemed to think of it as strange made Aether outright think he was hallucinating for a moment, but a simple glance at Paimon’s equally as confuzzled expression dismissed that idea. 

After briefly talking to the other contestants, Aether tracked down the Wanderer to the side of the stage- 

Turning the corner, he caught sight of the Wanderer ducking his head into his hand, once- twice- three times, his hat giving off a faint jingling sound with each movement. Aether raised an eyebrow, but was cut off by Paimon before he could even begin to form a sentence. He remained in silence, watching as Paimon and the Wanderer snarked at each other, taking his time to analyze the Wanderer’s appearance. 

Nothing seemed… obviously wrong, but Aether just couldn’t shake the feeling that something was just ever so slightly… off. He just couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He… somehow looked slightly paler, maybe? Or maybe not, he was a puppet after all- could his skin even get paler? 

Aether probably shouldn’t ask him that. 

Learning that Nahida was the reason the Wanderer was in the Akademia, and was going by Hat Guy no less, wasn’t much of a surprise. Still, Aether took the small lull in conversation that followed to ask his more pressing question. 

“Are… you doing alright?” He asked, slowly, rolling his eyes when, as expected, the Wanderer glared at him. 

“Tsk, I’m doing fine. There’s no need to concern yourself over me- hey- hey! What are you doing!?!” The Wanderer hissed as he attempted to back up as Aether strode forwards, only for his back to end up hitting the boxes behind him, practically trapping him as Aether tilted his hat back slightly, and leaned down to lightly press their foreheads together. Aether hummed as the Wanderer went completely still- staring at the Traveler with something in between confusion and anger. Even Paimon was floating off to the side, silent in shock at Aether’s seemingly spontaneous movement. 

“Checking you for a fever.” Aether quietly explained, as it was, Aether didn’t feel any heat- in fact, if he had to guess, he’d say that the Wanderer was running slightly colder than most people. “Something just felt… off. Figured you might be sick.” 

“I don’t get sick.” The Wanderer huffed, “I’m not some kind of weak mortal, remember? Now get off me.” 

The Wanderer forcibly shoved Aether back, Aether stumbling slightly with the motion, bumping his head against the Wanderer’s hat, knocking it further askew. With Aether out of the way, and his hat no longer shading his face, the Wanderer ended up getting hit in the eyes with a stray ray of sunshine. He let out a high pitched gasp- and Aether watched with slight concern as he turned to the side, stifling four sneezes into complete silence. 

“Bless you.” 

“Snf, unnecessary…” The Wanderer muttered under his breath, readjusting his hat so that the sunshine could no longer hit his face as he wiped his nose with the back of his hand- which had Paimon grimacing in disgust. Aether tilted his head to the side. 

“Unnecessary since you were nearly a god, and are as close to blessed as can be, or…?” He trailed off, smirking a bit as the Wanderer re-centered his glare on him. “Either way, you might want to take things easy-” 

“Enough idle chit-chat- you’re better off wasting your time with the other contestants.” The Wanderer interrupted, crossing his arms. He maintained his glare for a minute, before his expression shifted to a small, slightly evil looking smirk. “Someone’s about to get very unlucky, can you guess who?” 

“Ugh, how is anyone meant to relax with you around?!” Paimon groaned, floating along beside Aether as he turned and walked away. “We’re going to need to keep an eye on this one…” 

Aether couldn’t help but to agree, albeit, it was for a slightly different reason than Paimon thought. He still couldn’t help but feel like something was up with the Wanderer, and given that little… display he had given, Aether wasn’t going to drop this subject so soon- he hated to say it, but he genuinely was concerned for the other. There was a point to the fact that the Wanderer couldn’t get sick, he was a puppet afterall, he likely wasn’t susceptible to the same things that people were. But still, there was something off, and if it wasn’t a normal illness, then, well, what was it? 

Past-enemy that he was, Aether still didn’t want the guy to end up passing out in the middle of a competition because of some mystery condition. 

There was going to be a lot to keep an eye on during this competition, but it shouldn’t be too hard to pay a little bit extra attention to the Wanderer’s actions, would it? 

-

Aether was just about ready to strangle the Wanderer. 

He was astoundingly hard to keep track of. It had only been 20 minutes since the first round of the competition had started, and he had already lost track of the Wanderer’s position no less than 3 times. His only saving grace had been the trackers given to each participant to trace their movements during the game- and even then, it had taken him five minutes to find the Wanderer’s exact location again. 

Mainly because he hadn’t expected the Wanderer to be sitting at a table in the corner of a cafe’s terrace. 

Aether walked over to him with as much false-calm as he could muster. He’d left Paimon behind to keep an eye on the other contestants- someone needed to record the rest of the competition while Aether investigated the one participant who was not participating. 

“What. Are you doing.” Aether deadpanned, coming to a stop in front of the table as the Wanderer lifted his head to acknowledge his presence. 

“What does it look like?” He said, lifting his cup of tea to his lips to take a small sip. “You were the one who said something about me ‘taking it easy’, right? I’m just taking your advice. Not that it’s necessary, but it sure beats running around like a clown in a circus. I’m no clown.” 

Aether let out a tired sigh, pulling out a chair to sit down across from him. 

“Says the one going by the name ‘Hat Guy’. Why are you drinking tea anyways? It’s like, a million degrees outside right now- wouldn’t you be better off drinking something cold? They do make cold teas, you know.” Aether watched as the Wanderer stiffened almost imperceptibly at his question, something he wouldn’t have noticed if he hadn’t been looking for anything to give an indication of what was up with the Wanderer. “Is your throat-” 

“I’m fine.” The Wanderer hissed, setting his cup down on the table with an audible clack- Aether was concerned for a moment that the cup would actually crack from the force of it, but it thankfully seemed to be undamaged. The Wanderer leaned forwards, resting his elbow on the table, holding up his face with one hand. “Really, I don’t understand what in the world has you so concerned anyways-” 

Aether reached across the table, and snapped his fingers in front of the Wanderer’s face, summoning a small flash of light with the motion. It wasn’t an ability he used often, his few remaining powers from before landing in Teyvat reduced to nothing more than small, harmless sparkles and flashes, but in this case it served it’s needed purpose. 

The Wanderer’s face twisted in a way that Aether was starting to rather easily recognize, as he leaned back and away from the table. 

“Oh- fu-hH... fuck y-hIHH-” The Wanderer’s head snapped forwards into three completely silent stifled sneezes, followed by another short, hitching gasp, the final stifle escaping his forced silence into something more vocal. “Hh’nNxti!” 

“That, is why I’m concerned.” Aether said, “I honestly don’t think I’ve ever seen you sneeze before.” 

“What, so I’m not allowed to sneeze now?” The Wanderer leaned forwards again, gripping the edge of his hat with his hand- possibly to be ready to shade his eyes from any future flashes of light. “I didn’t take you to be so controlling, Traveler.” 

“No, no, it’s not that.” Aether rolled his eyes. “Of course you can sneeze, you’re clearly photic after all-” 

“I am not-” The Wanderer paused- practically biting his own tongue as Aether held his hand out again, fingers poised to snap. He tugged the edge of his hat further down. “...So what?” 

“I’m just saying, being photic doesn’t explain why you were sneezing even before me and Paimon started talking to you-” 

“Paimon and I.” 

“You have no right to try and ‘proper-grammar’ me right now. I expect that kind of stuff from Nahida, not you.” 

The Wanderer’s only response to that was a cocky smirk as he picked his tea up again. Aether sighed. 

“Don’t think you can distract me that easily. I know there is something up with you today.” He said, maintaining pointed eye-contact with the Wanderer. 

“And I think that you’ve finally gone paranoid. Tell me, do I really frighten you that much?” The Wanderer said, laughing a little- cutting himself off with a barely restrained series of coughs that had Aether’s face switching from irritated back to concerned in an instant. 

“I knew it. You’re sick.” 

“I am not- Like I said earlier, I can’t get sick. …The tea just went down the wrong way.” The Wanderer avoided eye-contact, staring off to the side. They were both well aware that that excuse was complete bullshit- despite having picked his cup back up, the Wanderer had yet to sip any of his tea again, there had been no tea in his mouth to have gone the wrong way. Aether was about to call him out on it- 

His communicator went off. 

“Aether, you need to come see this!” Paimon’s voice rang out, and Aether let out a sigh. 

“I’ll be right there.” He said, waiting for the click indicating that Paimon had hung up, pulling out the device to check the other contestant’s locations as he stood up before glancing back at the Wanderer. “Don’t think I’m going to drop this. We will be talking about this later. I’m not afraid to drag Nahida into this if I must.” 

The Wanderer scoffed. 

“Be my guest.” 

-

It was only after the first round of the competition had wrapped up, that Aether realized that, with all the contestants' trackers turned off for the day, he no longer had any way of finding the Wanderer. He searched around the main stage- not surprised to find absolutely nothing, not even the slightest trace of the other. 

The only other place he could think of to check was the Sanctuary, which meant, of course, getting Nahida involved. To be completely honest, Aether hadn’t truly planned to bring Nahida into this so early, he was kinda hoping that the Wanderer would cave in first, but there was no chance of that happening if he couldn’t even find him. 

“...Nahida?” Aether called out, letting the doors of the Sanctuary softly close behind him. He stepped in, glancing around. There was nobody in the main room, which meant that Nahida- and the Wanderer, if he was here, were off in one of the side rooms. Sighing, Aether decided that he would check the library first- outside of the small garden that had been installed, the mini-library was the most common place where Nahida could be found. 

He gently knocked on the door before entering, letting out a small sigh of relief upon hearing Nahida’s voice call out “Come in!”. Aether stepped into the room, taking a moment to take in the room before focusing on where Nahida was seated on top of a chair covered in pillows, multiple books open on the table in front of her. 

“Oh- Traveler! I hadn’t been expecting you!” Nahida hopped down out of her chair, walking over to greet him. “I’d been kinda hoping that you were the Wanderer- he hasn’t come home yet.” 

“He hasn’t?” Well, that got rid of the possibility of finding him here. “Do you… have any idea of where he could be?” 

“Hmm…Nope! I can tell he’s in Sumeru, but his exact location is beyond me. …Why? Did something happen?” 

“Well… There’s something just, a little off about him?” Aether tilted his head to the side, wondering how best to explain the vague feeling he had, before deciding to just settle on presenting his main theory to her. “I think he might have come down with something- like a cold.” 

“That…shouldn’t be possible.” Nahida’s brows furrowed as she thought. “Being a puppet, he shouldn’t be able to get sick.” 

“That’s what he said too…” 

“But-” Nahida glanced up, like some kind of realization had just struck her. “I did think there was something a little off about him too, the last time I saw him. I just thought that I was imagining things.” 

“Considering that I’m also sensing something off? Unless two people can have the same hallucination, something is definitely up.” Aether said, “When was the last time you saw him, by the way?” 

“...About 2 days ago, actually.” Nahida hummed, glancing off to the side. “I didn’t think much of it- he’s spent a week in the forest without coming back before, but now that you also think there’s something up… Hm. Maybe I should try and find some way to check in on him…” 

“I mean, he’ll… probably show up for tomorrow’s round of the competition, right?” Aether asked, “You could always come to see-” 

“Ah- no. Unfortunately, I can’t go, there are some… other things I must take care of.” Nahida let out a forlorn sigh. “But… you’ll be there, won’t you, since you’re a commentator and all? You’ll continue to keep a close eye on him, right?” 

“...Well, he can be rather hard to find sometimes, but… I’ll do my best, Nahida.” 

-

Aether couldn’t help but feel worried when he couldn’t immediately spot the Wanderer at the competition’s main venue in the desert. What if something had happened to him- what if he’d passed out in the woods somewhere? 

He had informed Paimon of his suspicions about the Wanderer’s condition last night, so he wasn’t all that surprised when she shot up into the air to get a better vantage point to look around, only to sink back down to float beside him with a small shake of her head. No luck on that front then. 

There was a small beep from their devices as the second round of the competition began, and Aether quickly flipped to the section displaying the trackers on the participants. 

The Wanderer’s title of “Hat Guy” flickered on the screen. 

Huh. So he was in the desert- within the competition grounds even, just like everyone else. 

Why hadn’t he been at the venue, then? 

Highly suspicious (and also worried), Aether decided to check in on him, first. 

…Only to be severely side-tracked by stumbling upon a half-passed out Tighnari. 

He’d been just about to run back to the main venue, for both water and possibly a medic team- when he very nearly ran into the guy he had been initially searching for. The Wanderer looked no different than he had the day prior, but something was setting off even more alarm bells in the Traveler’s mind then there’d been yesterday. 

“Here- give him this.” The Wanderer held out a completely full water bottle- but that was not the first thing that Aether took note of. 

“Your voice is… a lot rougher today.” He noted, “Is your throat okay?” 

“I’m fine.” Somehow, this sentence sounded weaker than it had the day before. “My voice is the same as always, the stress of the competition is just making your poor little mortal body hear things. That’s not important though- just give him this.” 

The water bottle was practically shoved into Aether’s hands. Paimon clicked her tongue. 

“Are you sure it’s okay to give Tighnari this? What if you’re contagious?” She asked. Aether had to admit, it was a good point. Whatever was up with the Wanderer, he didn’t want to be giving it to Tighnari. The Wanderer tsked. 

“I’m not contagious, I don’t even get si-....sick…” He trailed off, a dazed expression on his face- and Aether knew instantly what was about to happen. There was a brief silence- the Wanderer’s face twisting as he seemed to be trying to resist the inevitable, before his eyes fluttered shut with a hitching breath. “Hihh…hIH- hEH’xNtiu! Hh- hH’nxt! HN’xTii! Heh- hiH’IsHKiu!” 

It seemed he wasn’t capable of stifling into silence anymore- not to mention the one that had completely gotten away from him at the end, complete with a small gust of anemo that surged forth- shockingly cold, for a desert wind. Aether barely suppressed a shiver. 

The Wanderer, for his part, recovered fast, straightening himself back up and readjusting his hat as he sniffled. 

“Not sick, huh?” Paimon said, prompting a glare. 

“...I just got some sand up my nose, that’s all.” Okay, his voice definitely sounded a bit hoarser than before, there was no way the Traveler was imagining that. “...I didn’t even drink out of the bottle though, if you’re going to be that paranoid about it. Barely even touched it outside of handing it to you just now.” 

Aether… supposed he could believe that- not the sand part, there was no way that was true, but the water bottle being fine was probably true- and speaking of which, how on Teyvat had he completely forgotten about the half-passed out person behind him- 

He only took his gaze off of the Wanderer for a mere second, but by the time Cyno arrived, and the Traveler finally felt like he had a moment to turn around… He was gone. Again. 

As Cyno helped Tighnari to his feet, Aether flicked open his device- thankfully, it seemed like the Wanderer hadn’t left the area, as his name was still flickering on the screen. Still though- possibly sick-and-in-denial puppet or not, Tighnari currently took priority- Aether could only hope that the Wanderer didn’t vanish into nowhere again while he was helping Tighnari back to the venue. 

…Except he did. 

Sure enough, after making sure Tighnari was safe and sound, Aether opened his device again- only to find that ‘Hat Guy’ had seemingly vanished. A brief round of asking around revealed that he had also withdrawn from today’s competition- but that didn’t ease Aether’s worries in the slightest. 

The Wanderer could’ve gone anywhere. He could be fighting in the forest, or walking through the desert- and he could collapse out there, and no-one would be any the wiser. 

-

Hearing that the Wanderer had fought some guys, before vanishing again, was at the same time both relieving and concerning. At the very least, whatever was going on with him, he didn’t end up passing out mid-battle. 

Kaveh took up most of Aether’s attention shortly after, however- he did make note that the Wanderer seemed a lot more quiet than usual. 

This was doubly affirmed when Nahida showed up- the Wanderer in tow… and every single response the Wanderer gave was in nothing but a whisper. 

It seemed like, for some reason, he expected that none of them would notice. 

One shared look with Nahida and Paimon confirmed that all three of them did, in fact, notice. 

“Alright, Mister.” Nahida put her hands on her hips, looking up at the Wanderer with a serious expression on her face. “Now that all the other stuff is out of the way- what’s up with you? And don’t think you’re going to get out of this by just vanishing like you did last night.” 

Nahida had found the Wanderer last night? Huh. Looks like there’d been some interactions Aether had missed out on. 

“Heh, and what do you plan on doing about it?” Wanderer whispered- leaning down slightly with a smirk on his face- how he could act so confident when something was clearly wrong, Aether had no idea. “You can’t keep me here.” 

Nahida’s eyes flashed with green light. 

Without any other pre-warning, vines sprung out of the ground, wrapping tightly around the Wanderer’s ankles. The Wanderer let out a curse- his voice breaking halfway through in a way that sounded outright painful, as he immediately tried to fly up out of the vine’s grip. 

Only to be pulled right back down to the ground- with enough force to make his hat fall off. Aether reached out and caught it before it could hit the ground, but- 

“HN’xTii!” There was no pre-warning as the Wanderer snapped forwards with a sneeze, only just barely stifling it into his hand. Aether had only a second to realize that it must’ve been in response to the sun, before the Wanderer was sneezing again, thrown into a small fit. “HH-hH’nXtiu! hEH’xNtiu!! HihH-hH’NXt!!” 

“You know stifling isn’t good for you, right?” Nahida commented, even as a stray gust of cold wind made her shiver. Aether had to agree- those stifles had sounded desperate and almost painful. The Wanderer didn’t respond, one hand hovering over his nose, as though he wasn’t sure whether or not he was going to sneeze again, while his other hand went up to shield his eyes from the sun by covering them entirely. 

“...Give me my hat back.” He eventually sniffled, and he sounded so terrible that Aether genuinely considered giving in for a second. 

But only for a second. 

“No. Not until you tell us what’s going on.” Aether said, crossing his arms, the hat in his grip jingling as he did so. “Nahida confirmed that you shouldn’t be able to get sick, so don’t even try that argument again, we’ve already been over it. But, there’s clearly something wrong, and we’re not going to let you leave until you tell us what it is.” 

The Wanderer, still gave no response, instead standing there silently, vines wrapped around his ankles and hand over his eyes. 

After another minute of a silent stand off, Nahida gave a tired sigh. 

“Well… we did give you ample time…” She muttered, “Paimon, could you come here for a moment? I need your help with something.” 

Wanderer’s whisper of “what do you think you’re planning?” was outright ignored by all three of them, as Nahida brought her hands together, summoning a small flower- considering Aether couldn’t immediately recognize it, it was likely one native to Sumeru. Nahida carefully crushed it up, until it was nothing more than petals and pollen in her hands. 

With nothing more than a short and simple telepathic message, she dumped the pile into Paimon’s waiting hands, and Paimon was off on her little mission. Slowly, being careful not to make any sound, she floated up, until she was above the Wanderer’s head- 

And then she dropped the pile of petals directly on top of him. 

“Wha-” The Wanderer’s breathy exclamation of confusion was cut off as his breath instantly caught on a hitch. “Hehh-hiIH- hiH’IsHKiu!!! Hh’shKiu! Hih-heH’inKshiu!!” 

The sudden gust of ice cold wind blew the petals and pollen away, and both Paimon and Nahida found themselves fleeing to hide behind Aether’s back to escape the biting cold that came with it. Aether noted, faintly, that the lines on the Wanderer’s body were glowing an icy blue, instead of their usual anemo teal- and that, when the Wanderer’s eyes cracked open with small tears, they were glowing the same colour. 

“B-Bu’er, wh-hh…why would y-you…Hh…” The sunlight landed directly in the Wanderer’s eyes, and he ducked his head, clearly fighting against another fit, if the tense way he was holding his shoulders was any indication. Was he holding his breath? Aether was pretty sure he was. 

Finally taking slight pity on him, Aether walked forwards and gently placed the Wanderer’s hat back onto his head. The Wanderer’s hands immediately went up to pull the brim of the hat down, shielding his face from any more beams of light. 

“Uh, where did the ice come from?” Paimon questioned, and Aether turned to look at her in confusion, before following her eyes down and- yep, sure enough, that was ice on the ground. In the desert. In the middle of the day. Yeah. Okay. 

“Wanderer?” Nahida slowly moved forwards, still shivering a little, clearly unused to being exposed to any kind of colder temperature. “This is extremely abnormal. You have to tell us what’s going on.” 

The Wanderer shook his head, still looking down, shoulders tense. Aether leaned down to Nahida and whispered to her conspiratorially; 

“I think he’s holding his breath so that he doesn’t sneeze again.” Considering for a moment, he then added on, “Probably embarrassed by the fact he sounds like a kitten-” 

“I do no-hH-hIH’ksh!! H’nXti!! Hh’NxTiu!!! N’xTt!! Heh-hHiKshiu!!!” The Wanderer’s protest was cut off by yet another kittenish fit- as well as another gust of ice cold air, his hat getting knocked slightly askew. Aether watched in slight fascination as the patch of ice on the desert floor grew slightly wider. Fit finished, the Wanderer gasped slightly for breath. Nahida, despite shivering, walked forwards, grabbing one of his hands and pulling him down slightly so that she could fix him fully with her expression of concern. 

“Wanderer. Please.” She said, “Tell us what’s wrong.” 

Silence. 

And then the Wanderer tsked, pulling his hands out of Nahida’s grip, readjusting his hat again. 

“You’re all worried over nothing.” He hissed, “I just… got hit by a Fatui member's attack. Ice shot, y’know.” 

“That’s not nothing!” Nahida gasped, “Are you hurt?!”

“Of course not!” The Wanderer’s voice broke again, and he coughed, before continuing. “I’m fine. It’s just… a little elemental residue. It’ll go away in a bit.” 

“It doesn’t seem to be going away.” Aether noted, ignoring the glare the Wanderer shot at him. “In fact, you’ve seemed to be getting worse.” 

Nahida snapped her fingers, before pointing at the Wanderer accusingly. 

“I told you stifling was bad for you!” She said, “You’re just keeping the remaining elemental energy inside of you!” 

The Wanderer tsked again- not confirming but also very obviously not denying her observation. Nahida put her hands on her hips, staring up at the Wanderer with an unimpressed expression. 

“So, then… how do we fix this?” Paimon asked. Nahida’s expression did a complete 180 as she turned to smile at Paimon. 

“It’s simple, really, he just needs to kitten-sneeze it out!” 

“Not a kitten sneeze.” Wanderer muttered, but was steadfastly ignored, even as he continued. “I can’t just turn Sumeru into a winter wonderland. Besides, it’s not like I can just sneeze on command-” 

The vines that had been gripping his ankles let go, only to move shoot upwards to wrap around his wrists instead. 

“What are you-” 

“So that you don’t stifle!” Nahida explained, simply; “And besides, we can always get rid of the ice afterwards. Now, Traveler?” 

Both Nahida and Paimon moved to hide behind Aether once more, and the Wanderer didn’t even have a second to protest this development before Aether was snapping his fingers in front of his face, summoning a bright flash of light. 

The Wanderer’s breath hitched immediately, unable to get out a single complaint before he was pitching forwards into another fit of kittenish sneezes, his hat falling off from the force of them. 

“HhiH’IsHKiu!! Heh’Shkii!!! HahH…heH’ishiu!!! ‘Kshi!! H’inKshiiu!!” The swirling burst of anemo and cyro was almost enough to make Aether stumble back as he summoned a geo shield to protect both him, Nahida, and Paimon. The ice spread across the ground, steadily increasing and covering an eight foot radius. A few snowflakes appeared, and the Wanderer’s next hitching breath was visible in the cold air. “HiihH- Ishhiu!! HihH’inkshii!! H’eshii!! ‘Kshiu! Hh’iKShiu!!!” 

The Wanderer gasped for breath, and it was only after a minute passed with no further sneezes and accompanying burst of freezing anemo that Aether slowly lowered the geo shield. Carefully, to avoid slipping on the sudden layer of ice surrounding them, Aether strode forwards, picking the Wanderer’s hat up off the ground and placing it back on the others head for him, yet again. 

“Are you okay?” He asked, slightly adjusting the hat as the Wanderer’s hands were still tied. The Wanderer’s eyes blinked open, hazy with tears, and Aether noted that the fading glow was back to it’s usual teal. 

“Was th-” The Wanderer’s voice, which quite frankly sounded painful, gave out on him. Aether figured that, with how vocal his little fit had been, that only made sense. 

“Here, here, let Paimon say it for you!!” Paimon floated up beside him, slipping into her ‘best’ impression of him. “‘Was that really necessary?’ That’s what you were gonna say, right?” 

Based on the Wanderer’s pissed off scowl, yes, that was exactly what he had been going to say. 

“It was very necessary, in fact.” Nahida shivered, and Aether reached down and picked her up so that her bare feet weren’t touching the cool ice. “It would’ve taken a week at the rate you were going, and you would’ve only gotten worse over that time.” 

She snapped her fingers, the vines disappearing, and the Wanderer instantly crossed his arms, looking away from them. 

Nahida let out a sigh. Aether, after a brief moment, sighed as well. 

“C’mon.” He said, adjusting Nahida slightly and turning around. “Lets head back to the Sanctuary and get the both of you warmed up- I’ll even make that bitter tea that you like so much. At the very least, drinking something hot will help your throat.” 

A small, cool breeze hit the back of Aether’s neck, and he just barely kept himself from yelping, turning slightly to see the evil smirk on the Wanderer’s face. 

Aether’s only response was to roll his eyes.

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Lol Alhaitham and Kaveh cause well *___* they’re the best and they live in my mind went free xD also yay another genshin hyperfixater I’ve been hyper fixated on genshin since version 1.0… it’s only gotten worse lol send help! I hope you get some fun asks :3

Hmm...

K/aveh first cuz he's a senior

-Definitely has stuck sneezes

-Incredibly hitchy

-He's a bit sensitive to dust but it's not immediate, more of a slow tickling sensation that increases the longer he's exposed to it

-I dunno if he has an alchohol sensitivity but if he did... imagine him being all angsty and having to sneeze into his sleeve because he never remembers to carry a handkerchief

-K/aveh completely carries a handkerchief because he's dramatic asf but it's probably the fancy kind and not the practical kind

-His immune system is rubbish because he's bad at taking care of himself

- and he is incredibly dramatic when he's sick. He's written a will once when he had a particularly bad cold.

And Alhaitham... our lovable control freak

-His sneezes tend to be harsh. Not too loud... just forceful.

- is amazing at holdbacks

- Holds back until he physically can't anymore

-Except when sick because that would be a waste of energy

-Body temperature runs cold (hence the cape)

- Does care for others but it's more wanting them to be at peak productivity than sympathy

-Follows the medical book's instructions for all health related things

-Will work through a cold as long as he can actually work. Otherwise, he has no problem taking off.

-Al/haitham's headphones tend to fall off when he does sneeze unstifled

[glitterrosesnzz]

genuinely Furina is the MOST attracted i've been to a female character in AGES beyond the usual "oh she's really pretty" reaction. im so invested in her.

i can fully and 100% believe that she would have a very overdramatic sneeze, but i can't decide if she'd let it happen while in public because it fits her drama vibes, or if she'd try to keep it quiet or something because she doesn't want the public to view her as "weak". for some reason, while i can see her shocking the whole room into silence with a sneeze, i can also picture her literally running out of a room to avoid sneezing in front of people.

[tumsnstuff]

the misfortunes of an overstuffed belly<3

my first kae//ya drawing :0

in the time i was gone, did my art get any better? lmfao

[alans-snz]

*Slams hands on table* HACHII THESE ARE AMAZING I LOVE THIS!! Coming back to stuff like this is SO GOOOD AAAAAAAAH YOUR WORK IS INCREDIBLE AS ALWAYS

As promised, another short comic belatedly celebrating a certain hat-clad character's birthday! I'm totally projecting onto our protag guy here btw with the snzfuckery stuff I'm making him say.

If you like my drawings, and are willing and able to do so, please consider commissioning me, pledging to my Patreon, or donating through ko-fi ☕! You're not obliged to, but every bit helps to keep me living decently and I really do appreciate it!

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[alans-snz]

How many Bai/z/hu enjoyers are here? Please let me know! I haven't played Gen/shin in a good while, but today I hopped on and did his character story quest, and oh my goodness I love him even more, and the snz hc's are arriving again!!! If people are interested, I'll share the ones I shared in Snzhnaya here tomorrow (it's past 2 am now so I should go to bed). Note that they'll include spoilers for his character story quest, although I'll block those off with a cut so anyone who hasn't done the story quest won't get spoiled

[deviator-yume]

LIKE AAHAHAHGSHHHAH!!💥😭💥😭

[tumsnstuff]

Stuffed Thoma, maybe?

–definitely not sonia

ohhh, it looks like it hurts, shouldve held back, right?

[lycheeejuice]

I get so nervous posting my art but here is some more thomato tummy content to go with my mildly lactose-intolerant Ayato post from the other day.✨️

Ignore the weird anatomy I drew this at 3am 😅

[alans-snz]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY HUSBAND AL/HAI/TH/AM MY BELOVED!!! I have not been on this page often outside of lurking for a while but I AM GOING TO MAKE HIM A DRABBLE, I MUST!! I LOVE HIM TOO MUCH NOT TO!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUBBY I LOVE YOU SM I WISH YOU WERE REAL I RELATE TO YOU SM

Ahem...yes I know I am early in my timezone (EST) BUT THE BIRTHDAY ART DROPPED SO LET'S GOOOO!!! He's so GORGEOUS I LOVE HIM!! I am gonna sleep so well with the image of this gorgeous handsome man freshly having blessed my eyes.

Gn folks and happy birthday to my beloved. Time to make you a drabble to celebrate later. You will not escape the wrath of the Al/an writing!!

[dollgutzzz]

TighCyno sickfic!

Thank you to @relevantlucidity for the prompt!

Rating: G

Media: Genshin Impact

Characters: Cyno, Tighnari, Kaveh, Alhaitham

Summary: After sustaining an injury in the desert, Cyno goes to Tighnari for treatment. The medicine he’s given has some rare but unsavory side effects. Tighnari makes Cyno promise to let him know if he feels any of the symptoms, but admitting to weakness is not in Cyno’s nature.

[alans-snz]

I LOVE THIIIIIS!! Thinking of Kav/eh/th/am with this...

I can see it now. Kav/eh telling Al/hai/th/am about a project he's working on, Al/hai/th/am listening, then Kav/eh getting interrupted by and announcing a snz and Al/hai/th/am saying that last line seems SO LIKE THEM!!

I can also imagine this with U/-1/1/46 and A/E3/8/03!! I've put it below the cut for anyone who either hasn't watched C/el/ls A/t W/or/k and/or doesn't want the small spoilers that come with this headcanon. I'll turn this into a proper drabble later too.

I imagine 4/6's receptor goes up, and he starts searching for an antigen, talking to 0/3 about his process of finding them when they aren't in plain sight. Then, he gets disrupted from his explanation by a snz, and 0/3 makes that comment.

Next, in regular Al/an's 4/6 hc's fashion, the receptor goes back down after he snz's, and he sniffles and takes note of it (now knowing about this due to the situation in a previous scenario I discussed for him), replying, "Well sometimes, yes. I always have to take my receptor's reactions seriously and jump into action, regardless of what I'm doing. Since it also tends to detect when something is bothering my nose though, it can be frustrating to search for an antigen, then find out I just had to sneeze." He then chuckles and says, "But it's always a welcome change to realize everything is peaceful in this body, and my receptor just wanted to alert me to my own body's irritants too." He then smiles.

Someone explaining something and then being distracted by an oncoming snz... 🤤

"That's fascinating, tell me more."

"Sure! So when this happens, I... I..."

"....You...?"

"....I... hhhave t-to... Sne-eehze...! Eeht'HHIISHHHhhuUUE!! eehIISHHhIIUUh!!"

"...Is that usually a part of your process?"

[yelly-lemon]

HONESTLY

I'm a total sucker for stoic characters having their stomach rumble

Like they either go completely quiet, their cheeks flushing just a tiny bit while their eyes widen slightly in surprise, or they groan softly with a frown and try their best to ignore it.

Yes this is about C.yno and T.ecchou

[ahrisnzs]

Ga Ming pls 🙏

Ofc! I love Ga Ming, he's so silly and this brainrot of mine doesn't seem to be going away soon 😭 I'm going to go ahead and do some prompts for him. If you're looking for headcanons, I already made some over [here]

Thank you so much for the request, I hope you like these <33

Ga Ming

✦ Ga Ming being asked to deliver a package. He doesn't know what's inside of it, but it's making his nose itch like crazy and sneeze a lot.

✦ I also thought of a double whammy situation. Ga Ming gives someone perfume for all the favors they did for him, but in addition to it being strong scented, it's also made out of a flower he's allergic too.

✦ Ga Ming hiding sickness (kinda poorly because he keeps on sneezing) and the person he's with catching on (they were never convinced in the first place) but Ga Ming's being stubborn and not admitting it so whoever he's with covertly trying to make him sneeze so they can prove it and make Ga Ming admit his illness so he can rest.

[alans-snz]

Bai/z/hu my beloved!!!! These are INCREDIBLE!! Although I think he would be the type to avoid stifling and encourage others not to as well because he stands by it being bad for you.

I really like the idea of him having some pollen allergies. I looove the idea of him working with herbs and desperately fighting a sneeze because he feels it'll break his concentration, only to set the herbs down when it becomes unbearable, turn, and sneeze strongly into his elbow. I agree they'd be "gripping the nearest surface, knocking off his glasses forceful." In fact I REALLY REALLY like this and am going to steal it for when I finally write or draw him, as long as you're cool with that, immaculate, hahaha.

My next (many) hc's (initially posted in Snzhnaya) that I promised before are below the cut due to...

Spoilers for his character story quest!!

Hear me out. When Cha/ng/sh/eng said he was transferring his life force, I was initially thinking, "Hmm, perhaps he will get sick more easily" BUT ALAS HO/YO IS LIKE "NAAAH THAT AIN'T EVEN NECESSARY LET'S LET HIM TRANSFER DISEASES!!"

So on that note, what if he transferred a sneezy cold to himself? And what if because he can transfer diseases, if he could also transfer allergies??? I can see it now: Bai/z/hu developing more allergies due to transferring someone's horrendous allergies to himself. LIKE DAYUM!! The opportunities for hc's for this man are just ENDLESS!!

Building off this, imagine Bai/z/hu prescribes anti-histamine to stop his patient's intense bouts of sneezing, but it's not enough. So he just fucking transfers their allergies to himself, they ask him why he's suddenly sneezing so much, and he has to act all natural and hide it so as to not give away Cha/ng/sh/eng's "secret art".

And speaking of Cha/ng/sh/eng, this brings back an old hc I had of her helping Bai/z/hu sneeze!! Imagine if he's struggling to sneeze, so Cha/ng/sh/eng adjusts her position with her coils so she can tickle his nose with the tip of her tail to coax it out. Then, before he can even retort after, she insists, "You're welcome. Must feel better to get it out now, huh?" And he simply blushes, pushes his glasses up on his nose and embarrassingly nods. IT'S JUST GOLDEN!! SO MANY OPPORTUNITIES!!!

Gah, I love this gorgeous man so much. He's underrated and I wish there was more content of him out there, cause there's just so much potential for hc's with him just cause of the things mentioned in his story quest and with Cha/ng/sh/eng's way of keeping him in line when he clearly needs someone's help but won't accept it. I just love him sm and agree on wanting someone to care for him like he cares for others. Bai/z/hu my beloved, I will cherish you even if few others will 💚

Way too many Bai//zhu hcs because... well... just look at my blog

not that loud but definitely desperate + forceful

like, gripping the nearest surface, knocking off his glasses forceful

would probably be spelled with italics iykwim

5/10 volume, 6/10 pitch, 5/10 wetness

breathy buildups that stutter (?) before the release sometimes (I suck at spelling but I hope you know what I mean)

fairly good at holding back but cannot stifle to save his life (but tries anyways, to varying degrees of success ranging from half-stifling to just sounding more repressed)

usually covers with his elbow, but will use the back of his hand if it catches him off guard

fits of 2-3 but can be (read: definitely) more if sick/particularly irritated (which, unfortunately, happens a lot)

longer fits can leave him winded and having to sit down afterwards, and just overall a disheveled mess

always always always excuses himself and blesses others

sneezed in front of a patient once, they blessed him and asked if he was feeling okay, and he got all flustered and was like "It's my job to worry about your health, not the other way around..."

somewhat sensitive to pollen and strong scents, meaning he has to be careful when working with certain herbs

used to be a lot worse, but managed to build tolerance after years of exposure (part of the reason why he's so good at holding back)

idk why but I also feel like he would be sensitive to cold weather

doesn't have the kink but would indulge his partner's if they asked, and would prefer to be the one doing the inducing

hear me out, he'd be really good at it too due to his knowledge of the human body and stuff (also something something him having a den//dro vision means the possibilities are endless)

should go without saying but catches colds easily (and catches them HARD)

(more general sickfic hcs under cut)

the most stubborn patient ever; everyone who cares about him literally has to beg him to rest (I mean come on he's literally the "puts everyone before themselves to the point of self sacrifice" trope)

aside from that, actually isn't that demanding, doesn't really ask for anything (unless it's reassurance that he isn't useless/weak/whatever self-deprecating thing he believes being vulnerable makes him)

so you know the quote about people trying so hard not to be a burden to others that they become one anyways?

that pretty much sums it up

can't decide whether he'd be clingy or just want to be left alone bc both are fun to think about

actually scratch that he would try to get his caretaker to leave and be all "you shouldn't have to see me like this" but would just go with it if they were to hug him

(and would stay hugging them for longer than either of them expect because he's deeply touch starved and doesn't even know it)

at some point would just pass out for the rest of the day and sleep off the whole thing

I just need to see someone care about him the way he cares about others is that too much to ask?

as you can see I totally got carried away but yeah I hope this was a good enough first contribution to the fandom