#archon!ren

[thehuggamugcafe]

Genshin Impact: Headcanons & Scenario (Archon!Ren)

Archon!Ren is surprisingly easy to unravel, if you know what buttons to push. They include but aren’t limited to: • Small displays of affection. Holding hands, kisses to the cheek, nipping his jaw. No matter how long you and he are together, he won’t be used to being given care. • Compliments. Seriously. Compliment him. Be it on his cooking or his finesse in battle, you’ll earn the teeniest, tiniest sign of a blush colouring his cheeks something that he’ll deny is there until the end of time. • Behind closed doors, it would surprise many to learn that the Cryo God isn’t one for taking charge or initiating anything; his partner must take the first action(s).

Seeing the Lord of Ice unravelling is like nothing else. The way his groans turn to pants, which then turn into soft moans is sweeter than any drink to ever touch your lips. Of course, you’ll be good and drink all he has to give you if it means he gets to see that blazing affection simmering in your eyes, so intense he could burn in it. And burn he does. Chilly fingers on heated skin, his frosty breath in your ear, dancing across your skin, your lips as he whispers how enchanting you are.

No matter how long you and Ren have been together, he’ll never get used to the chaste signs of endearment that you show him. Whether it’s you pressing a kiss to his knuckles or praising him for you, and your allies, having full and satisfied bellies, such little things are all that you need to do to rile him up.

If you point out that he’s more quiet than usual, you’ll not earn a reply as he tugs the gloves he’s wearing closer to his fingers.

Ren isn’t one to become jealous easily, but if anybody can achieve this without having to do or say much, it is without a doubt the Lord of Fire, Akira. Anything is possible in the Pyro Archon’s presence and rarely anything good, especially if it ends with Ren’s exasperation.

“Enjoying the view? I certainly am.” Akira will quip, a playful tease uplifting his voice as he catches Ren’s eyes locked onto your retreating backside. “I don’t know how you got them before me, but I can appreciate the sight of-”

“Enough.” The Cryo God’s voice will be like a frozen wasteland, crisp and dry, as he spares Akira a chilling askance. “I haven’t the time for your childish games, Akira. Don’t you have some skirts to chase?”

“I’d much rather chase theirs, if you’ll let me.”

The frigid glare that comment earns him speaks volumes, but even when Akira is leaving, it doesn’t stop the Fire Lord’s hand from caressing your thigh, fingers tracing a whisper of heat across your skin even through the clothing that protects your flesh from his touch. “If you ever tire of my brother, do let me know, hm?”

It’s not surprising to see that Ren has had his eyes on only two people the whole night: you and his mischievous sibling, Akira. Your eyes follow the Fire Lord as he departs. The shattering of glass yanks your attention from the door that Akira just exited, to the Cryo God standing immobile, leaning against the flickering hearth. Frozen shards of glass fall from his hand, glittering as they rain down to the floor.

“Are you okay?”

You’re quick to go to his side, eyes flicking to the deity’s hand; he’s practically crushed the frozen glass in his grip.

“No.”

At least he doesn’t lie and assure you that he’s fine, when he clearly isn’t. He no doubt saw what Akira just did and was insulted by the display. Recognizing his sour mood, you lead him away from the bustling scene after cleaning up the mess, out the door and into the cool twilight. He doesn’t object when you lace your fingers through his, having been given his silent permission to do so.

Ren will be silent for the remainder of the evening, only speaking with an affirmation or a denial depending on what you say to him.

When you turn a corner and heading in the direction of an inn, is when you find yourself pushed against the stone exterior. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?” What little he says lights a fire in you; ironic, given the element he holds dominion over. His voice is low, so quiet that if anyone else were around, you would have missed it.

You begin to reply, but it’s cut off by a kiss that takes your breath away, like you’ve just taken a kiss of winter into your lungs. He kisses you like he’s a dying man, and this is the last time that he’ll ever get to press his mouth against yours.

“Don’t,” he seethes against your lips, “ever,” he blesses your jaw with a nip, “let,” he sucks on your neck, “Akira,” he pulls away, “speak to you or touch you like that again; I won’t be so forgiving if you allow that to happen a second time. Understood?”

[creamecream]

Barbatos falling in love with Morax during the archon war be like-

[berri-hopefulspouse]

"I...I won't...forget this- AETHER...!"

(TW Abuse, Wars, Slight Gore?, Alot of Gaslighting)

(Story pieced together from convos with @creamecream! Corrupt AU was her idea, go give follow <3)

Everything was going perfectly. The coalition of Mondstadt and Liyue refugees were dealing with the last of Barbatos' followers, Ren had Venti stuck in the ground with a strong pillar of ice, and Zhongli was standing over him- ready to deal the final blow.

"Everyone- Fall in! We've got him this time!" Ren exclaimed over the roar of violence and bloodshed- ignoring the throbbing in their skull and the pain that radiated from wounds in their body.

Everything was going perfectly to plan.

But then...it wasn't.

Ren's eyes flickered away for a brief moment- glancing over to a noise they heard that sounded so distinctly familiar...a noise that once was comforting to them, now brought a sense of dread as they tried to retain their focus.

"Soren...~" Out of the portal, stepped the Abyss Prince himself, a cheeky little grin on his face, "Be careful~"

"Wha-?"

As they turned to adress him, an arrow shot right past their face- causing their focus to snap. In the blink of an eye, they fell to the floor as Venti broke free from the icy confines and quickly made his escape- a mischevious little giggle under his breath before seemingly zapping right out of reality itself. Well, not before one of Zhongli's polearms rammed into his arm- which when Venti teleported fell back to the ground with an uncerimonial clatter.

The world fell silent, as everyone stood to process what had just occured. Aether slowly walked to the cryo-vision wielder, a satisfied smirk on his face and motioning for one of his men- the one who had shot the arrow- to stand back down.

"Sorry about that...What's a war without a little bit of chaos, my starlight?" Aether couldnt help but chuckle, watching Ren slowly pull themselves to their feet. Ice was beginning to creep up their limbs- and their eyes looked unfocused as they slowly stumbled towards the abyss prince. They looked exhausted- having used so much of their own life-force just to keep the Archon pinned...and he still ended up getting away.

As Aether went to go give a hug to the smaller cryomancer, what he didn't expect was the whiplash and sting of their hand- which collided with his face in quick succession.

"You...You fucking prick!" Ren was seething, anger burning behind their brown eyes as they grabbed his face with an icy, frozen hand, "Do you know what the fuck you've done?! We had him cornered- we had him pinned! And then you come along and just- Just Mess everything up!"

"First...ow..." Aether rubbed his jaw- with the ice creeping up their hands it felt like he had been punched rather than just slapped silly, "Secondly, of course I do. As much as it would benefit me to see the Archon dead...there's still something I need from him first," Aether explained- in that venomously sweet tone he only took when he was trying to pacify them.

It...didn't work.

Their polearm still in hand, they went to swing it at him when an arm caught theirs midair. They quickly looked back to spot Lumine- who in all her grace had never looked this...uncertain before.

"Don't...its not worth it." Lumine whispered softly, golden eyes peering deep into their own. They growled, unable to think clearly through the anger- the fury- the heartbreak.

"Speak for yourself!" They snapped at her, to which she sighed- nodding to Kaeya who quickly grabbed their other shoulder to keep them still.

"Aww~ You do still care Lumine!" Aether beamed, an innocent smile that almost made Lumine hesitate.

Almost.

"No. I don't," Lumine retorted, meeting Aether's gaze with a glare of her own, "I just know that theyre in no state to start another fight right now." 'But...I assume you already know that.' She couldn't help but think to herself, golden eyes gazing back at eachother. There was silence, for a few good minutes, before Aether let out a bark of laughter that could only be described as slightly unhinged.

"That's your own faults you know! It was your precious general, my darling starlight, who wasn't paying attention!"

"You BASTARD!" Ren went to go break free of Kaeya's grip when a pillar caused them to stop in place. Zhongli, who slowly walked over- looking unsteady himself- kept a steely gaze with the Abyss Prince. His tone was cold, precice, yet Ren could pick out the exhaustion in his voice.

"Speak, Prince. Before I cut you down where you stand," The Archon spoke, wiping away a bit of blood from his nose. Aether couldn't help but cackle even more- drawing his sword and gently...ever so gently, tilting the Archon's gaze to meet his.

"Aww, Morax...you sure do look tired, don't you?" The Prince coo'd, faux sympathy dripping from his words, "Could you even take me right now, if we got in a fight? I sincerely doubt it, given your state...~"

"You-!"

Zhongli raised a hand, causing the furious general to still- if only briefly.

"I may be spent, but if I wanted to, I could still dismantle your entire army in one fell swoop...Do you wish to try my patience, little prince?" Zhongli remained calm, even if his voice trembled with the slightest hint of anger. Aether chuckled, knowing just how much his words were getting to the Archon, a sinister yet almost cheeky smirk on his face.

"Hmmm...No, not right now anyway~... if I did- there'd be no one to stand in Barbatos' way! And that's just no fun, is it?" Aether chuckled, "I only came to try and get something off that brat, but since he left, I have no more business here."

As Aether turned to leave, Ren broke past Kaeya and Zhongli, racing after him with an angry shout.

"AETHER-! YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE-!" And before they could reach him- the enby ran directly into a second pillar, courtesy of the Geo Archon. Aether snickered, gazing down upon them as their knees gave out and they fell into the grass...which slowly turned to ice where they sat.

"Aww, don't you worry, little Starlight~ I'll be back for you later!" Aether reached down, gently ruffling their hair as they swatted at him, "But first...you might want to get that checked out."

Gesturing to their vision, Ren looked down with wide eyes to find their vision had...cracked. Cryo magic was expelling itself from the crack, making almost everything they touch turn to ice.

"Toodles~!" Aether spoke, an innocently mischevious look on his face as he quickly stepped back through the portal and left- leaving the army alone once more in the clearing.

Ren gave an aggrivated shout, a hand slamming into the dirt and dark starlit tears staining their cheeks.

"That...that bastard..." They spoke, their anger slowly starting to simmer down into something else....grief. Grief, and...well, exhaustion.

"It's not worth the effort right now, Soren..." Zhongli walked up next to them, putting a hand on their shoulder, "You know this."

"To hell with that!" They spat back, "We were so close! He was right there- he was about to die and Aether just-!"

They gave another little frustrated squeak, before coughing and wiping some of the blood that dripped from their nose...and mouth. Hm...Yeah that...might be bad. They hardly even noticed how dizzy they felt until that moment, looking down to their cracked vision as it sparked aggressively- trying to output magic at a rate their body couldnt keep up with.

"I...I won't...forget this- AETHER...!" Their cry echoed through the clearing as their vision sparked even louder- sending an almost jolt of pain through their body that they could hardly take. They fell back against the ice that surrounded their body and creeped outwards, trying to push themselves back to their feet as Lumine gave a horrified little shriek.

"Medics! W-We need medics here, stat!" Lumine quickly rushed over to Zhongli and Ren, the latter of whom took a knee to steady himself against his own exhaustion. Ren's hands slipped, collapsing back into the ice and snow as they felt the world around them begin to slip away...

The last thing that they could recall, was how utterly cold and alone they felt...as the world spun and faded into black.

[stellarhistoria]

"Mmm... I have to disagree." his words are quiet - a flutter of a butterfly's wings against the breeze, a crumbling of sand through fingers, a static shock when too much collects in the air, the humidity that doesn't get noticed until you try to breathe too deep, the bubbles underneath the surface detecting life. he was gentle in his soft discordance of reality - as if he lived in the world as much as he was a part of it, here and there and nowhere at all.

"A life is lived as both a sum of memories and a total of choices. That's what makes a person. Those memories, and the actions that happened to make them, are what give life meaning. It's the purpose behind every action," ever youthful features betray their age for a moment as his visage softens, smile crinkling the edges of his eyes in crow's feet. "it's the curiosity that drives a soul to thrive."

"My husband once told me: you are half what you love and half what loves you. I once believed he was a fool, when I was freshly grieving the loss of my entire world. I once believed he had the lofty belief he did because he had lost nothing. As time passed, I had realized... my husband held such beliefs because he had loved, because he had lost, and because he continued to live."

he chuckles and stands up, his towering form tall even to zhongli, but perhaps only slightly taller than a certain winery owner. "No matter how painful, the memories make you half of who you are. Don't forget that. Your love of life is well and true noted, Ren." had the archon asked for a name? perhaps not. but he knew it.

what concerned him was that he could not see where the curiosity began.

close  to  his  HEART  —  ?  the  wanderer's  expression  twists,  surprise  then  annoyance  washing  over  delicate  countenance  in  quick  succession  before  he  has  the  sense  to  smother  it  all  down.  he  would  love  to  point  out  he  has  NOTHING  of  the  sort  —  that  his  chest  is  a  hollow  altar  devoid  of  the  centerpiece  (  of  the  divine  heart  )  it  was  once  constructed  to  hold.  however,  that  would  only  serve  as  an  admission  of  his  inhumanity,  and  he  isn't  foolish  enough  to  announce  such  a  thing  to  a  stranger  he  hardly  knows.  (  he  isn't  foolish  enough  to  announce  it  to  most  people  he  does.  )  instead,  ren  merely  exhales  a  hiss  of  a  sigh  through  harshly  grit  teeth.  reconstructing  his  composure,  piece  by  meticulous  piece.  it's  not  the  sort  of  thing  a  human  would  get  SO  UPSET  over,  and  so  he  should  try  to  feign  that  same  sort  of  indifference  if  he  means  to  maintain  this  careful  masquerade  of  one.

❝  that  wasn't  my  point.  ❞   he  says.  it  feels  like  it  takes  him  an  ETERNITY  to  speak  —  though  in  reality,  ren  suspects  he's  only  paused  a  few  seconds  longer  than  normal.  ❝  i  never  said  memories  were  without  value.  ❞  on  the  contrary,  he  knows  what  it's  like  to  exist  without  them.  for  all  the  pain  they  bring,  stripping  himself  of  his  past  leaves  only  a  hollow  and  unfulfilled  existence  in  their  wake.  it  may  be  a  curse,  but  it's  his  curse  to  bear  —  the  one  that  HE  CHOSE,  when  he  made  the  decision  to  shoulder  his myriad of  sins.  ❝  however,  i  don't  draw  comfort  from  deluding  myself  into  believing  the  dead  are  able  to  maintain  an  EXISTENCE purely  through  my  recollection  of  them.  ❞  he  thinks  of  their  memories  as  something  akin  to  carefully maintained portraits  lining  museum  halls.

❝  i'd  rather  honor  them  through  my  actions.  that's  all.  ❞   the  wanderer  may  never  FORGET,  but  that  doesn't  feel  substantial  enough.  he  needs  to  do  something  —  enact  revenge,  enact  change  as  a  way  to  COMPENSATE  the  dead  for  the  wrongdoings  they  suffered  in  life.   ❝  directly  or  otherwise ...  they  all  suffered  at  the  hands  of  someone  truly  reprehensible.  ensuring  no  one  else  endures  the  same  fate  seems  like  a  fitting  way  to  pay  them  back  for  all  the  misery  they  were  subjected  to.  ❞

[qingxin-dream]

“Crack of Thunder”

summary | after watching people fling themselves at you as you travel through teyvat, wanderer reaches his breaking point. (art credits: @/xiaojiaju on twitter)

warnings | profanity, hella jealous, possessive, toxic, scars, wanderer backstory, reader calls wanderer “ren”

genre | angst, thriller/action

word count | 2.6k

pairing | wanderer/scaramouche x reader

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Warmth. Comfort. It blankets you like a sweet dream, paralyzing you under its marvelous web of desire. The clouds descend on you like a thick fog, enshrouding you in a safe haven of your own making. You happily entangle myself in its grasp, until a cool drop hits your nose. Then another and another.

“Get up,” a deep baritone voice cuts through your delightful subconscious, causing you to groan and rub your eyes. He scoffs, “It’s about to rain.”

You recoil from the brightness of the sky, even as it is dull and darkened by a sheet of storm gray clouds. His eyes linger on you as you sat up slowly. Your eyes barely begin to adjust to your surroundings—a dead campfire, two sleeping bags, and rolling meadows empty and dampened by the looming storm—your companion snaps his fingers.

“Alright, alright, I’m up,” you grumble, hurriedly packing your things into the adventure bag. “Good morning to you too.”

You can hear the gentle jingle of the ornaments on the ribbons of his hat as he shakes his head in disapproval. “You should know by now I’m not going to wake you with eggs and bacon and a forehead kiss or whatever you humans do.”

“I would pay good money to see that.” You chuckle, flashing a smirk his way. It was never too early in the morning to pester your traveling companion, especially when he makes it so tantalizingly easy.

“You would,” he scoffs, rolling his eyes as if expected such a sarcastic response from you.

Your companion is a man of many names, a well-traveled individual who has roamed Teyvat for hundreds of years. Though now he typically introduces himself as the Wanderer to others, to you he is simply Ren.

When he first met you through the Vahumana darshan of the Akademiya, you were told he was the Hat Guy. You vividly remember him tilting his head up at you, the intricate baby blue embroidery of a lotus catching your eye on the underside of his hat. He was definitely a foreigner, and you knew he had a reputation for being both elusive and sardonic.

Before he could even introduce himself properly, you had let ‘Ren’ slip from your lips, noting the symbolic patterns on his clothing. The eccentric raised an amused eyebrow at you. He was impressed you were vaguely familiar with his native tongue, and somehow the name stuck.

It was a condition of mutual tolerance. At least, that’s what he told you. However, once you both warmed up to each other over time after working on a few departmental projects, the layers quickly unfurled and the rest is history.

He convinced you to join him on a sabbatical of sorts through a few nations for a comprehensive study, which is exactly how you ended up here. Though he often blames it on his mentor, a little girl you’ve met only once with soft white hair and brilliant green eyes. You gave him an incredulous look when Ren had explained his relation to her, and the Dendro Archon simply smiled knowingly at you as she sent you both off.

Admittedly, the trip has been less academic than anticipated. Every time you remind him of the work at hand, he immediately shuts you down. Ren is your senior after all, so you keep your lips sealed.

“(Y/N),” the firm edge to his words catches your attention amid your scattered thoughts.

“Did you say something?” you mindlessly reply. A moment passes before your eyes flick to his and you realize he’s giving you a deadpan expression.

“If I had known you were going to be this absentminded the whole trip, I would have left you in Sumeru,” Ren sighs. You stop in your tracks, knitting your eyebrows together in shame and looking anywhere but at him.

Your wrist is snatched without hesitation, launching you directly into his chest. “Hey!” you yelp, desperately reaching out to his shoulders to hopefully catch your balance at the last second.

The wind picks up, rustling through the foliage ominously. Impatience flickers within Ren’s violet irises at the sudden flash of lightning and is echoed by the roll of thunder that followed.

“You have a habit of just grabbing me whenever you feel like it, you know that? What the hell did I do?”

Ren clicks his tongue. “You certainly have had no problem letting any other man touch you during this excursion.”

Your cheeks flare a bright warm hue in complete disbelief at the audacity of his claim. Yanking your wrist from his hand, you ball your fists at your sides. “Excuse me?”

Ren opens his mouth, more than ready to lash out at you as if it’s a grudge he’s been harboring for awhile. He catches himself, narrowing his gaze. Your insolence surely knows no bounds.

“Don’t feign ignorance,” he retorts, the ribbons of his hat swirling ominously behind him in the wind of the incoming storm. You could tell he was on the verge of snapping. “Must you always be so preoccupied with trivial insects?”

You scoff at him indignantly. “What have you been doing since we left Sumeru, huh? Not the assignment we were given! You have no right to judge me, and what do you even care?”

The accents of Ren’s dark and sheer bodysuit begin to glow with Anemo energy. The wind picks up, and you have a feeling it’s not from the storm overhead. He was practically glaring daggers at you, taking you by the wrist and walking away furiously.

Stumbling forward and nearly tripping repeatedly, you struggle to keep up with his quickening pace deeper into the wetlands. Your surroundings dulled from the thickening of the clouds above, now swirling dangerously. You wouldn’t have been able to make out anything in front of you if it weren’t for the luminescent rings of Anemo on his wrists.

“W-where are we going?” you cry out, but the breeze threatens to drown out your voice as it rips through the trees. “Shit, I’m sorry, okay?”

“Brace yourself,” he growls and without warning, he scoops you right off of your feet. Ren’s hat dissipated into a gorgeous blue lotus on his back, framing his face like a ethereal angel. But his words were anything but heavenly.

Fwooom!

In an instant, Ren darted through the maze of trees like it was nothing. His electric irises pulsed a soft royal purple, as if he could see the obstacles ahead ten seconds in advance and violently weaved through the forest with you helplessly in his embrace.

You felt your mouth open to scream, but by the time you realized what was happening, you weren’t sure if you had screamed at all. “R-Ren! S-stop! You’re going to kill us!”

His gaze ahead didn’t falter once, focusing ahead like some sort of wild predator. You notice his voice is deeper and more agitated, yet it did retain his signature sarcasm. “What? Don’t you trust me? I wouldn’t think you’d travel across the entirety of Teyvat with someone you don’t trust in the first place.”

“Please!” You desperately climb on him, wrapping your arms around his neck like your life depended on it. Knowing him, it very well might. “Put me down! This is insane!”

Ren grunts in amusement. “I like you better when you beg, (Y/N). Do it again.”

Suddenly, he grips you tightly, coming to an abrupt halt. The wind is no longer deafening your ears; rather, it is the thousands of gallons of water rushing over the cliff face into oblivion below. You peer over his shoulder and shriek at how high you are suspended over certain death.

He can feel how rapid your little human heartbeat is pounding against his hollow chest and smirks mischievously. “It would be a shame if I lost my grip on you. The mist is quite slippery.”

“D-don’t you dare, Ren!” You yell, though it is more out of primal fear than a place of power. He’s right though, the pads of your fingers are losing their grasp on his skin.

“You think you can bark orders at me when you so clearly have no idea what you do to me?” He growls, looking down at you with disdain. “…How dare you.”

Just when you felt like you couldn’t breath any faster like a frightened rabbit, the air was ripped from your lungs as the puppet let you fall through his arms. Tears are swept from your eyes in the wind, lost in the suffocating mist of the waterfall. The last thing you see is the expression of pity etched on his beautiful face.

Swooosh!

Ren handles the gravity of your fall with surprising grace, catching you inches above the lake’s surface. The utter magnitude of the maneuver sent shockwaves across the water, continuing to move at intense speeds hovering just above the water as he traverses it.

Imploring you once more, his voice is sharp and dangerous, threatening you to disobey. “You know what I am. What I am designed for. What I am capable of.”

You feel yourself becoming dizzy as Ren shoots up vertically out of nowhere, swirling erratically and ensnaring you both in a raging water spout. He notices your hold on him weakening, his temper throttled by the sight of your eyes beginning to roll in the back of your head.

“Hey,” he commands your attention, but consciousness is eluding you. The gust softens into a warm breeze through your hair, attempting to rustle you awake. “I’m not done with you. I didn’t say you could pass out.”

A groan rumbles in your throat and you lazily raise your head to face him. Frankly, you wish you could strangle him for toying with you like this, but you’re at his mercy. You need him, there’s no denying it. “P-please… down…”

“Not before you answer me,” Ren’s tone is still firm, but nevertheless has an edge to that betrays the vulnerability he feels right now. “Why do you flock to others? What is the point in even… keeping me around?”

The question clicks vividly in your mind, like the forbidden key to Pandora’s box.

You distinctly remember the day the Wanderer let his guard down, using the innate power of his divine gaze to show you his story just like he did for Haypasia.

You had seen how he fumbled through human existence as a lowly puppet by the name of Kabukimono, learning the meaning of camaraderie but also the fickle, cruel nature of humanity. The puppet’s innocence had been stripped of him and without a heart, the feelings of betrayal and vengeance festered in the void of his chest like wildfire.

You had watched with sorrow as Kunikuzushi had turned his back on the world, smiting the blade smithing arts as revenge for the loss of those he held dear.

You felt every ounce of pain he did after he was taken in by the Fatui as Scaramouche, the Balladeer—experimented and corrupted in the depths of the Abyss.

You witnessed his ascension to godhood and his downfall. It plays through your head like a horrific flashback, how he desperately sought to erase his existence. He had shared every sickening thought and every visceral emotion. Every damned bit of it.

The weight of the realization is soul-crushing for him. He works tirelessly to maintain this stoic façade, fortifying his walls with endless insults and distancing himself constantly so he doesn’t have to face you.

In a twisted sense, he takes pride in knowing you’ve seen the darkest parts of his past. It serves as a clear warning to never betray him. Ren can destroy anyone and anything that has the gall to keep him from you. That’s not a threat, but a promise he gave you from the very beginning.

You were just too foolish to read between the lines.

Yet, Ren, the puppet, the Wanderer, is starved for the sublime satisfaction in preoccupying every ounce of your sacred attention. But he is chained by his egotism, for he should never need to stoop so low as begging for you.

The sound of his displeasure thrusts you back into reality, your heart fluttering like that of a hummingbird’s wing. You still haven’t answered him.

“I won’t hesitate to crush the next idiot who thinks they have any right to you,” Ren grits through his teeth, his words stinging you venomously. His grip tightens on you, the possessiveness practically striking through his fingertips like an electric current.

After taking a deep, measured breath, he decides to descend to the ground, carefully setting you on your feet. Immediately, you stumble forward and grab the bark of a nearby tree. The feeling of the grass beneath your feet is foreign after speeding through the air, giving you a sort of whiplash.

Once your eyes and bearings adjust, you see the cloth of his black belt fall to the floor. It’s starting to sprinkle and thunder bellows. The purple mauve of Ren’s disheveled hair darkens under the rain, sticking to his pale cheeks.

“W-what the hell are you doing?” you stutter out nervously, your lungs trying to recover from the acrobatics he performed with you.

“Shut it,” he demands. “Look.”

He reaches to unzip his bodysuit, making quick work of it, and shrugs off the white robe. The cloth falls over his hips, as does the top half of his bodysuit, revealing his toned chest. Ren approaches you intently, rain droplets beading down his muscles. You simply can’t help it as your eyes drink in his sculpted figure, memorizing every riveting contour.

Your eyes settle on a certain imperfection. It stretches up to his defined collarbone and all the way down to his upper abdomen. On his left, there resides an indistinguishable pattern of shattered lines racing in every which direction outward.

Cracks.

The cracks of a desolate cavity where a human heart would be, where a Gnosis should be, but instead is bathed in oblivion.

“Look at me, (Y/N),” Ren repeats, although this time with desperation. Your heart wrenches. You are compelled to reach out to his shoulder, but you find yourself distressed with how fragile he may truly be. He looks as if he is terrified of losing you.

“I have no heart. I have no soul. I have no human flesh,” he continues, his hair hiding his eyes. He digs his nails into the skin of his wretched imperfection. “The price for my sins… shouldn’t afford me an impossibility like you. Someone who eases my existence.”

“Ren,” you interject, finally putting your foot down amid all this nonsense. You don’t care that he’s a puppet. You don’t care that he committed atrocities. To hell with it. Let the rain pour, let it soak and wash away the filth of it all. “Why would it be impossible for you to deserve kindness?”

Your words hang in the air. His glistening periwinkle eyes peer at you through the damp strands of his bangs as he raised his head, evidently taken aback by your response.

For some reason, a faint smile curls up on the corner of your lips. You slip your fingers over his, clutching them over his chest. “I’m not going anywhere.”

The puppet lets out a dry chuckle, leaning in closer to you. There’s this indescribable, profound relief on his face in the way his eyebrows scrunch together. It’s almost as if he’s in both disbelief and deep reverence of you.

“You have no idea how many centuries I’ve waited for you,” the Wanderer whispers, trailing his thumb down your jaw before finally capturing your lips with his own.

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[celestemona]

Kiyomi: I like your eyes.

Ren: …

Ren: ERROR 404.

Ren: Oh my archons—! What! What did I just heard? Is that Kiyo-chan confessing to me? Kiyo-chan likes me? Oh my heavens, I can’t believe it! I like you too, Kiyo-chan. Let’s get married!

Kiyomi: That’s not what I meant—

Ren: Anyway, I’ve to ask your parents’ blessing. See ya, wifey.

[kaeyas-beloved]

Rolling Fields, Dazzling Sights || Pt.2

Characters: Wanderer

Summary: Picnic Dates!!!

Genre: Fluff + Fic

CWs: gn!reader, reader has a hydro vision, jokes about throwing you and himself off a cliff, TWO swear (damn and ass), I think the picnic is a little secondary in this one I'm so sorry but I thought the idea was cute

a/n: my white day exchange gift for @serenity-ren-bliss! This is Wanderer's version, Venti's can be found here!

"Quit peaking!" a light wack to your hand makes you jump despite expecting no less of a retaliation against your transgression.

Your lover sighs, and even with your vision impaired by the piece of fabric around your eyes, you can just see the frown on his face. Still, he doesn’t say anything more, returning his hold to your arms as he continues to guide you through Sumeru’s forest.

"Are you really not leading me to my doom? You know, push me off a cliff and all that? I not only hear but smell the rushing water." It’s meant as a joke, and it is, but there’s truth to your words, and those truths make the male tense slightly. How is he supposed to surprise you when you’re over here ruining it!? Damn your Hydro vision… may Lesser Lord Kussanali grant him the patience he requires!

“You’re hearing things…there is no water….” he mumbles, gazing a little ways away. Violet eyes just barely make out the top of the wicker basket Nahida lent him, the conversation that sparked this outing playing in his head, the doubts about what he's doing following soon after. Maybe this was a bad idea?

You huff, tilting your head as if you’re looking over your shoulder at him, “yeah, I am hearing things, I’m hearing a waterfa-!”

“We’re here.” Just this once he hopes you’ll forgive him for cutting you off, his embarrassment beginning to get the better of him. Had you finished that sentence he just might’ve thrown himself off the cliff.

The blindfold is swiftly removed and any words die on your tongue, a gasp coming up instead. Your gaze roams over the display in front of you, darting between your favourite blanket that mysteriously went missing days prior, to the display laying on top, and then over to the gorgeous scenery (which did, in fact, include a waterfall). You’re stunned silent, in absolute awe.

The boy standing behind you, however, grows more and more restless, unable to read your reaction, “say something… please,” he more or less begs you, worry taking over.

You turn back to him, “it’s wonderful,” you tell him, offering a reassuring smile as you grab his hand. The two of you take a seat, shoulders bumped as you get situated. The slight touch was enough for the puppet's cheeks to tinge pink, something that didn't go unnoticed by you, but was left unsaid.

“I didn’t know exactly what you liked the most, so I just made what I see you enjoy often,” he says, reaching into the wicker. Archons, he hopes you can’t see his hand shaking.

You nearly squeal at what he pulled out, almost making him drop the food, but you were quick to help steady it. Oh, how he loved the way you smiled and how your eyes sparkled. "My favourite!" Taking it as it was offered, you took a bite, swooning at the taste, "so good... and you said you made this!? That makes it all the better!"

So much for keeping his cool. Slowly, the pink turns into a light shade of red, nothing too bad but still something tease worthy... that you spare him of. It's not totally rare to see your lover as calm as he is, but it's still a state you wish to experience more often. You have to hold onto it for as long as you can, "what else is in there?"

With how much your lover takes out of the basket you'd begun to think the thing was infinite - a concept right from a storybook. From fruits to drinks to whole-ass lunch menu items, he'd thought of everything.

"And you made this?"

"Of course."

"This too?"

"Yes?

"What about these?"

"Yes, those too- No!! How would I make Sunsettias?"

"I don't know??? Grow them???" You shrug, grabbing a finger food from the laid-out tray.

"Too much work. I thought you'd know me by now." He scoffs, munching on a sandwich. Puppets may not have to eat, but that doesn't mean he can't enjoy mortal joys. All you can do is sigh at his usual behaviour, rocking back a little while looking around the area. You have to hand it to him, he really picked the best part of the forest that showcases its dazzling sights.

As the male carries the conversation with some kind of topic (that you may or may not have caught after you started your wandering), your gaze draws back to the rushing waterfall not too far away. It only took a few seconds for the worst and best idea to come to mind. You just hope you live to apologize.

"I told Nahida that it was unnecessary. So, tell me why exactly I'm stuck doing-" a cold splash of water cuts him off, an uncharacteristic noise leaving him as the water soaks his hair and clothes. Some of the water pooled in the ridges of his hat, tipping it forward, the water soon falling onto his lap too. Maybe it was the chill or the event itself, either way, he was far too shocked to fully comprehend what just happened. It's at the barely concealed choke of laughter coming from you when everything catches up.

And, in a swift act of revenge, a gust of anemo blows in your direction, the air current close enough to the water that it sprays up, dousing you a fair amount. The same silence as before follows, but this time there's a challenging crackle, you both wearing smirks that dared the other to try something more. All it took was the slightest flinch and you were both to your feet, hurling harmless elemental attacks at one another.

Yes, the picnic that was planned was forgotten, but you're both having the time of your lives. Besides, an appetite is bound to form, and when that happens, you'll just return back, smiling and continuing to enjoy one another's company on this special day.

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[cemeteryfun]

@duskbornbitchqueen

Yes it's Ren~ We're roommates.

Uhhh why??? And what the fuck is an archon..

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Written & Received Asks!

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Sebek Zigvolt - Malleus' Younger Brother Male Reader

#0944 Sith - Male Reader

Joseph Joestar & Ceasar Zeppeli - Suzie Q's Brother Male Reader

Luka - Bottom Male Reader (Postponed)

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🥕Any Demiurge × Male/Gn Reader Fic

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Edmond - Overprotective Yushirou-Like Knight Marshal Male Reader Follows Him & The Other Clan Members

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[creamecream]

Two girls who feature pigtails.

[sorrinslays]

(This post applies to my interpretation of the Shield Hero)

Shield Hero characters and their parallels/connections to the Genshin Impact characters

So, this is something that has been sitting in the back of my mind for a while now and I really wanna share it. More specifically, I want to talk about how I'm gonna use the Archon quests and, in general, the plot of Genshin to my advantage to further the character development of some characters.

(A bit of context: while not outright visible to people not familiar with the plotline and lore of the game, it will noticeable. In the fanfic, Naofumi has books which, basically, have the whole genshin story, a book for every nation)

Raphtalia - for her parallel is rather easy, Vanessa from the Genshin comics/manga. I think it just suits her, considering the similar backstory and all. In the story, Raphtalia will look up to Vanessa, seeing her as someone to want to be like, someone to relate to

Filo - that's one easy. Filo likes Paimon, she finds her funny and relatable. Maybe Xiangling because she's a chef and all (plus having a god for a pet)

Motoyasu - to be completely honest, I had no idea who to use for Motoyasu's character development. I thought of Childe, since he (Childe) and Motoyasu both were deceived by their teammates (Myne/Signora). But I also thought that Lyney works too, since he too (Lyney) follows the orders of a person he knows isn't good (Arlecchino), just like how Motoyasu keeps Myne in his party even after the trial. Maybe Keaya? With the whole flirty personality and having a bad relationship with someone they use to be close with (could work for (maybe? Naofumi) Myne.

Itsuki - okay, for him, I don't think there is a character that parallels him. I don't think there's a character that he could relate to, only learn from. For example, he could learn from Heizou and he's ideology of stopping crime before it's even committed. He could learn to learn the truth first before casting judgment from Furina (as a parallel to what he did to that one village (do you see my vision???)). Maybe he could learn from Wriotheslay and see how criminals aren't "evil" most of the time, and that they can be redeemed. He could learn from Neuvillette how to find his own sense of justice and, lastly, he could learn from the Rainden Shogun who refused to listen to her people and hurt them, learn how to find his justice the same way that Ei found her own definition of eternity

Ren - he is a bit easier than the other two heroes but I think that the Raiden Shogun works for him, but, just like Itsuki he could learn from her, not really relate. Raiden isolated herself and battled with herself for (allegedly) thousand of years, which is similar to how Ren, after his party members died, isolated himself, only listening to what he wants to hear (Myne) and being convinced that his way is the right way. Maybe also Childe with the whole 'wanting to be stronger' bit but aside from that I don't see anything

Rishia - I feel like she would like and relate to Sucrose and Collei. She would relate to Sucrose because of her awkwardness and shyness but also for her admiration regarding Albedo. For Collei it's probably because of, again, her awkwardness and shyness but also because she can relate to having a traumatizing past and finding comfort in one person (Tighnari (although in this specific case it's platonic instead of Rishia's crush on Itsuki))

L'arc - L'arc, L'arc, L'arc, best character in the series, my favourite character, I'll have to go with Childe. I think that he would like and relate to Childe, from their shared love for the battlefield and a good, fair fight to their cheerfulness, being on the enemy team and having to fight a person they like (Traveller, Naofumi) before becoming friends/comrades. I could go on for hours how alike they are so I'm going to stop myself right here

If anyone thinks that there are characters that I haven't mentioned that fit the Shield Hero characters, please let me know, I'd love to hear other people's opinions!

[momijiba]

( @erabundus ) blinks  at  him.  blinks  at  his  sword.  (  that  damnable  fish  knife.  )  subliminal  messaging;  perhaps  if  he  stares  with  enough  concentrated  disapproval,  kazuha  will  finally  come  to  his  senses  and  replace  the  thing.

kazuha shifts his eyes back and forth from his (three-star) sword to his beloved boyfriend.   ''ohh he still doesn't approve of his choice of weapon''  they had this conversation before and it's properly something that they will always have a disagreement on but kazuha couldn't help but tease ren for a little bit. 

      ❛   do like knowing that this is the blade that went up against our beloved electro archon?~    ❜ 

[roleplay-abiogenesis2]

"The truth." Came the initial answer, blunt and short like a strike of the weapon at his back could be.

In the short time that this enigmatic individual had entered the fringes of Cyno's existence, he'd been granted many things. The benevolence of the Dendro Archon; the friendship of the Traveler; the acceptance of many. And even if a direct conversation on the matter had never been really raised, he suspected the 'Wanderer' had even earned the forgiveness of Tighnari for his previous... misdeeds.

Crimes. The word intruded into his head and sat on his tongue begging to come out. But it was just swallowed back to stew where it belonged, in Cyno's own bitter bile.

Just how exactly had this person earned all these privileges? Cyno would not rest at peace until he knew his true colors. And until then, he'd watch him like a hawk for every step the other moved within the premises of the Akademiya. No, anywhere in Sumeru, if his busy schedule allowed for it.

Of course, those were personal reasons alone. He had more official duties that accompanied them which made it all the more convenient for Cyno to go and find him personally.

"Sounds like your manners around here have given you a reputation as a troublemaker. After so many reports, I decided I'd come and see for myself who was capable of making my subordinates show up in tears at the idea of dealing with you again."

❝ what is it you think you're going to find ... ?  ❞

@roleplay-abiogenesis2 &&. liked for a LYRIC STARTER.

[seelestia]

idk man, vahumana researcher hat guy and kagamine ren (haha get it) are just special

oo wow, sending pictures in asks, makes me feel special

KAGAMINE REN, HELP?? anyway, i agree with you. not a blade kisser respectively but whatever similarities these men have going on for them, aight 🙌

also, totally 100% unrelated, but the left pic makes me wanna bite that harbinger-turned akademiya student placed in vahumana but lowkey forced because he is a prisoner under lesser lord kusanali's care but that sounds worse than it actually is because she does care about him genuinely and is trying to help him find a place where he can fit in even if he did try to steal her nation away a few archon quests ago's fingers .... his hands are super pretty, okay.

[aeternaluminanoctis]

Wren. Not Ren. I was a wisp named Wren before being the anemo archon.

[mmriesoftvat]

❝  is  it  ACTUALLY  your  birthday?  ❞  it  seems  like  such  a  strange  question  to  pose,  and  the  fact  that  it's  phrased  in  ren's  usual  (  blunt  )  manner  reveals  little  of  his  intentions.  ❝  ...  or  is  it  just  the  day  you  decided  to  use?  ❞

perhaps  he's  curious.  just  a  bit.

he COULD give ren a snarky answer, but that thought dies the second kaminari opens his mouth. now that he thinks about it, the past few hundred years are nothing but a BLUR -- a lot of memories are hazy at best.

"huh." kami sticks his pinkie in his mouth and chews on the end, biting down on his knuckle. "that's the funny thing." he can recall celebrating once with niwa around this date, but that had been ages ago. HAD he been created on this date? or did he really just pick a day at random to 'celebrate'?

the more kami ponders, the more he even begins thinking about why he'd picked a day to begin with. that family he'd had in tatarasuna had certainly given him reason once to enjoy the simple things in life. not even the harbingers had cared as much about these things, so it had stopped meaning something a long, long time ago.

"i can't remember," he finishes, pulling his finger out of his mouth. "funny thing, that." he snorts, wiping his pinkie off on his chest. "i'd say we can ask the electro archon, but i'd rather walk right into an ambush of hungry rishboland tigers."