#dendro archon

[rainynightmoonlight]

If only I could hold you through a screen

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

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

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

A/U: Self aware genshin AU

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

VENTI

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

“I-I…wish you…were with me.” 

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

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

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

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

ZHONGLI

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

“I wish you were with me…”

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

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

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

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

XIAO

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

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

“I w-wish y-you were h-here with me.”

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

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

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

EI

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

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

“I wish you were here with me!”

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

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

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

YAE MIKO

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

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

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

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

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

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

NAHIDA

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

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

“I wish you were here with me.”

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

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

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

WANDERER

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

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

“I wish you…were…here with me…””

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

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

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

FURINA

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

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

“I wish you were here…with me.”

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

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

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

NEUVILLETTE

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Genshin Impact | The first and last meeting

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New addition to the Archon stamp set!

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we'll save you some space, tsaritsa

[himasgod]

King Deshret x Reader IV part I

Where Deshret finds out that you are marrying Morax, and goes to great lengths to get to the location and beg for your forgiveness.

(PART IV DONE. I've decided to split this request in two, since I wanted to make it quite long and doing it in one post would be quite long. This part is about Deshret finding out that you're going to marry Morax and the next one, which I'll post in a few hours, will deal directly with the wedding and Deshret interrupting it. Thanks to sailorstar as always and, of course, enjoy <3)

XVII.

The nights in the desert had always been his refuge, a kingdom of endless stars above a sea of ​​golden dunes that only he could rule. The silence, once so comforting, now weighed on his shoulders like a blanket of ice. King Deshret returned to the palace after half a year away, the promise of returning to you still fresh in his mind. He had set out in the hope of bringing you an era of splendor, with Nabu Malikata at his side. But in his obsession with dreams of greatness, he had let himself be carried away by the intoxicating sweetness of the Goddess of Flowers.

When his sandals echoed in the halls, there was no welcome. He did not find you waiting for him with a frown or words of reproach for his prolonged absence. Instead, he was greeted by a desolate palace, as cold as a tomb. The servants avoided his gaze, bowing their heads in silence. Was there something they were not telling him? An inexplicable uneasiness began to stir in his chest.

“Where is the queen?” he asked in a grave voice to one of his oldest servants, whose face was marked by uncertainty.

“Your Majesty… the queen has departed.” The man hesitated, swallowing before adding, “You will find a letter in her chambers.”

The words fell like stones into a bottomless pit. Deshret felt his heart race as he walked through the halls with increasingly hurried steps, almost tripping in his haste to reach the room they once shared. The door, normally ajar to allow the light of the rising sun, was now shut tight. He pushed it hard, almost ripping it off its hinges.

There, in the vastness of the bed he had shared with you, lay a single scroll. Deshret approached slowly, as if the simple act of touching it could trigger a catastrophe. His hands, which had not trembled even in the face of the most fearsome armies, now trembled as he unrolled the letter.

“To King Deshret, who was once my husband: I hereby dissolve our marriage. I am no longer the queen who swore to remain at your side in the eternal dunes. I am leaving, for the fidelity I promised cannot be sustained in the emptiness of a love that has withered.”

The words were sharp, written with the precision of a knife. Each sentence was a reminder of what he had lost in seeking the company of another, of what he had let crumble in his pursuit of power and fleeting pleasures. This was not just a piece of paper; it was the end of an oath he had taken for eternal.

But it was the last line that broke what little remained of his temper:

“I return to my home in Liyue, where the vows I gave you will be extinguished like the embers of a fire that no longer burns. This time, there will be no turning back.”

XVIII.

The weight of your words echoed in his mind as he stood there in the dimness of your empty chambers. You had been so much more than a wife to him: you were the legendary Phoenix Princess, Liyue’s most precious jewel, the daughter of the Phoenix Queen. You had given up your golden destiny alongside Rex Lapis, you had abandoned the fertile valleys of your homeland to accompany the king of a kingdom of sand. And he, blinded by the promise of power alongside Nabu Malikata, had let the glow of that sacrifice fade.

When he was finally able to move, Deshret summoned his advisors, demanding answers. But all he received were evasive glances and empty answers. You had left with a small entourage, taking only what was yours, rejecting all the luxuries he had arranged for your comfort. Your decision had been final, unwavering.

Deshret felt an unparalleled emptiness devour him from within. The great king who had defied the gods was now nothing more than a broken man, a prisoner in his own palace. For the first time in centuries, King Deshret understood what it meant to truly lose. Not by war, not by the betrayal of allies, but by the foolishness of his own heart.

XIX.

A week later, Rukkhadevata arrived at the palace with news he did not wish to hear. She stood before him, compassion veiling her emerald eyes.

“Deshret,” she said softly, “I come with news from Liyue.”

“Speak, Rukkhadevata.” His voice was barely a whisper, as if the mere act of speaking words exhausted him.

Dendro Archon took a deep breath. “Rex Lapis has sent invitations to all the Archons. He is announcing his marriage with the the Phoenix Princess.”

His blood froze in his veins. He felt the world crumble around him, as if the palace walls were about to collapse on him.

“Marriage…?” he repeated in a murmur, unable to process what he heard.

Rukkhadevata nodded regretfully. “She has returned home, Deshret. She has found in Morax the love and stability that you denied her.”

XX.

The days that followed were a whirlwind of anguish. While Nabu Malikata spoke excitedly of the lavish ceremony Liyue was preparing, he could barely hear her. Her words were like a distant echo, lost in the storm of his mind.

He couldn’t bear it. The image of you beside another man, smiling as you once did just for him, consumed him. Morax… his rival, his opposite in so many ways, was taking away what he had cast aside.

“I must see her once more,” he decided, his pride crushed under the weight of his despair. He turned to Rukkhadevata with a plea he never thought he would make.

“Take me to Liyue, I beg you. Let me see her, even one last time. Let me beg her to reconsider, to forgive me… before it’s too late.”

Rukkhadevata watched him, pain in her eyes. She knew it wouldn’t be easy. He knew you had closed your heart forever. But after a long, tense silence, he nodded.

“I will take you, Deshret. But you must prepare for what you will find. It may already be too late. Sometimes, even for the gods, second chances do not exist."

XXI.

And so, the once invincible King Deshret, who defied the gods and dreamed of conquering the heavens, found himself in the position of a broken man, a king who had lost everything because of his own blindness. Now, he was not heading into a battle to win a kingdom, but into a fight for a heart that no longer belonged to him.

As the desert dunes fell behind him and the green valleys of Liyue rose before him, he knew he was facing his final battle. But this time, the price of failure would not be a crown, but the love he himself let slip away.

He was willing to stop that wedding. He was willing to get you back. Even if it cost him his life.

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The Archons

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The Five Senses of the Archons

—Moments with the Archons of Teyvat shines like gold in your heart.

gn! Traveler! Reader with Nahida (platonic), Furina, & Mavuika

(Zhongli, Venti, & Raiden Shogun version)

Tagging: @belovedoftheanemoarchon

Sight - Nahida

“I’ve been waiting for you for ages! Let’s go!” The little archon’s words echoed in your head as she pulled you higher and higher up the tree.

The two of you had abandoned the Sumeru pathways up the tree leading to the Sanctuary of Surasthana long ago, in favor of just climbing the massive tree instead. Below, you could see the people of Sumeru City walking around the market streets, similar to fish swirling in a pond. A wry smile grew on your face - Nahida would like that metaphor. Above, Nahida climbed branch after branch with alarming speed, and you struggled to keep up with her.

You clung to the branches, keeping your footing as you went after her. “Please, Nahida! Be careful!” You heard a soft giggle, and felt a tree branch surge beneath you to lift you up. You found yourself looking at the little Archon, smiling brightly at you. “Don’t be afraid to ask for help! And look, we’re here!” You carefully perched next to her, and after catching your breath, you gasped in awe.

Through the leaves, the sun rose over the city on the horizon. Bright, brilliant rays illuminated the land, and you found yourself shading your eyes. An incredulous chuckle left your mouth, “this is what you wanted to show me?” A giggle from your side made you turn to look at Nahida. Her bright, mischievous smile seemed to illuminate the dark green branches. You found yourself smiling back at her.

“When I was in the Sanctuary of Surasthana, I’d sometimes see the sun shining through the windows,” she said softly, touching the tree’s branches. “The light would filter through the leaves, and for a long time, I really wished to see the sun for myself.” Your eyes widened, remembering that the Sanctuary was not always Nahida’s abode. There was only so much that Irminsul could rewrite after all. Nahida’s voice drew you out of your thoughts.

“You know, what they say is true: You have to see the world for yourself to appreciate how beautiful it is,” she tugged on your sleeve, and she met your gaze with a bright look on her face that rivaled the sun’s glow. “I’m glad I can witness this together with you.”

As the sun’s golden rays washed over the two of you that morning, you could’ve sworn the colorful sunrise became even brighter.

Smell - Furina

“Ugh, bo-ring,” Furina tossed the scented paper slip into the waste basket, “surely Emilie has something new?” Being the companion of the former Archon of Fontaine was certainly not something you foresaw when you stepped foot in the nation of Hydro. And yet, despite all of Furina’s pomp and grandeur, you found yourself enjoying her theatrics.

Currently, you were ambling with her along the main shopping street, and were pushed and pulled into any store of her fancy. After her sudden retirement, Furina had been reclusive. At some point, Monsieur Neuvillette had enough, and recruited you to check up on her. Eventually, you became Furina de Fontaine’s unofficial personal companion whenever she wanted to go out shopping.

You sprayed a slip of paper and sniffed it, “hmm…” you glanced at the name: Weeping Crystal. “It’s not bad, but….” You were no expert with perfume, but it’s notes were elegant, fragrant, and mild (according to Emilie’s description on the table). You subtly glanced at Furina.

The perfume’s description reminded you of Furina before the prophecy came to pass. Only the Hydro Archon will remain, weeping on her throne. A weeping spectacle, a muted version of her true self. Your eyes wandered the display table, stopping on a perfume with an interesting scent description.

Cool, deep, fragrant. You sprayed your slip and look a deep breath. You could smell the Lumoudice bells. The musky scent of wood. A refreshing tone of mint beneath the florals.

“Hm? Is this one good?” Furina had come up to you, peeking over your shoulder, eyes sparkling. You chuckled, raising the paper slip to her nose. She sniffed the slip, eyes popping open. “Ooh! This one is perfect! Truly befitting a person such as myself!~” She hummed as she snatched a bottle off the table, calling over a sales clerk. “I’ll be taking one of these! A-and…” she quietly cleared her throat, “one for my friend, as well!”

You started, “Y’know, Furina, I can pay for your-” A bag was thrust into your hands by a rather determined Furina. “W-well, I do treat my friends well, after all! Consider it a token of our friendship!”

The two of you walked out of Chioriya Boutique. It was later than you’d thought, it was starting to get dark. As you walked Furina back to her home, you noted that she was less chatty now. More pensive.

“Having second thoughts on the perfume?” you joked quietly to her. She looked up at you, shaken out of her thoughts. “I love it,” she said softly, a small, shy smile on her face. She slipped her arm into yours, and you walked on in silence.

At last, you reached her home. Furina clutched the bag, hugging it to her torso. “Thank you for being with me,” she said quietly. You felt yourself smile, “there’s no need to thank me. I wanted to be here.” Furina looked relieved. “Then… perhaps we could… do this again?” She looked at you, hope in her eyes, pleading. You nodded, gaze softening as you held your bag, “of course, Furina. We will.”

As you walked to Hotel Debord by yourself, you found yourself wanting to smell the perfume again. You slipped the bottle out and uncapped it, breathing in the scent. As you did, the label caught your eye. The name of the perfume made you smile - Everlasting Promise.

How fitting.

Sound - Mavuika

You could barely hear the thudding of your heart over the roaring crowd of the arena.

You stepped off of Mavuika’s Flamestrider and did a slow turn, taking in the shouts and cheers of the people. It reminded you of the thunderous praise you received when you and Mavuika returned from the Night Kingdom, triumphant and proud. You would never forget the feeling of sheer, hard won victory, sinking deeper into your chest with each clap and cheer from the people of Natlan. But this moment came quite close to it.

You were still coasting on the wings of popularity after that moment. It seemed wherever you went, you were met with a sparkling eye and heartfelt thanks of saving Natlan. You’d smile bashfully and thank them in return, but remind them that it wasn’t only you who helped. Your attention flashed to Mavuika. Her hair glowed bright yellow as she passionately addressed the crowd:

“People of Natlan! Our victory has been hard won, but it has not been in vain! Let us celebrate our triumphs!” Even through the raucousness and hear hear!s of the crowd, her voice could still be heard: loud, victorious. A song amidst the chaos.

“No one fights alone!”

The crowd burst into even louder cheers. The energy in the arena was so high, it made your hair stand on edge.

You pressed a hand to your chest, breathlessly watching the audience and turning in a slow circle. You felt something grab your other hand, and your attention flashed to Mavuika. Her smile was infectious - sunny and bright as all the stars in the sky. You found yourself grinning back at her.

“We couldn’t have done this without you, Traveler,” She said, eyes gazing at you warmly with gratitude. Your face felt hot under her gaze, but you responded in earnest. You held her gaze smiling, “And I couldn’t have done this without you either, Mavuika.” Her eyes widened, and her smile widened. The sounds of the arena seemed to fade into background noise as the two of you took in your victory together.

At last, you turned your head and pumped your fist into the air, teeth bared in a grin. Mavuika turned her attention back to the audience, raising your enclosed hands upward in triumph. “For Natlan!” You roared back in response with the audience, “For Natlan!”

The cheers of the Natlanese enveloped you. Fiery, fire-hot, like it would ignite your heart with the passion of a people undying. You glanced back at Mavuika, and saw that she was already looking at you, relief and happiness in her eyes.

A warm feeling flooded your chest. To win any battle was already rewarding enough, but sharing the triumph, hand in hand, sword with claymore, next to an archon felt like a blessing from this strange world. But as you met Mavuika’s sunny eyes, you knew you could endure anything that Teyvat threw at you.

After all, no one, not even an archon or a mere Traveler, fights alone.

—🌱🌊🔥

The mini-series is done!! The Tsaritsa will get an installation once her character is released. Until then, hope you enjoyed the fic!!

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Xoxo Calci~

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- There are still so many places for us to explore - Nahida

[endlessskymaster]

Almost everything: The Traveler is only concerned about their sibling and not much else.

Me: Aether demonstrated selflessness by prioritizing Nahida's happiness on her birthday over his own. He has helped numerous people in each region he’d been to, showcasing this perfectly.

Any older sibling would naturally be concerned about their younger sibling, and vice versa, even if they know they're leading the Abyss Order, which they've fought since Mondstadt, despite knowing that Lumine can take care of herself. They also care about the well-being of their friends.

Aether, along with the other members of the Sumeru crew, made a concerted effort to ensure that Nahida's birthday was a joyful occasion instead of a somber one. Given the hardships Nahida endured at the hands of the sages for 500 years—essentially being imprisoned and mistreated—Aether's kindness and thoughtfulness truly shine through in the screenshots below.

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additional things i think the Archons would be gods of (feel free to add your own):

BARBATOS, god of:

wind

poetry

song

freedom

hope

children

sleep/rest

death (also grief and mourning)

MORAX, god of:

rock/earth

contracts

marriage

trade

wealth

strategy

BEELZEBUB, god of:

lightning

thunder

eternity

storms

virgins

runaways

BUER, god of:

plants/flora

wisdom

dreams

memories

wonder

youth

purity

FOCALORS, god of:

water (seas, rivers, etc)

justice

fairness

decisions

truth

MAVUIKA, god of:

fire

lava

war

warriors

dance

festivities

TSARITSA, god of:

ice

love (sexual, romantic, familial, etc.)

relationships

marriage

childbirth/fertility

madness (?)

i made both morax and tsaritsa the god of marriage because i feel like they’d be different types- morax would be more arranged (contracted) while tsaritsa’s would be out of love.

i also think that both buer and focalors could be gods of purity, so lmk who you think it should be

again, feel free to add some more!

[chimken-nugget]

Mutual Comfort

[ligustr]

Best archons🎀

The original art is the ending screen from omori

[bytrea]

The other half of me

[lvvcian]

Some messy sketch of ✮⋆˙Aether✮⋆˙ in that really cute outfit from recent event :3

During sketching I decided to add few scars to him 'cause I really like him like that... There's a lot I want to add to him so one day I'll present my version of Aether ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ He deserves the world ✮⋆˙

I'll probably never finish this tho... but I didn't draw anything in a while and needed a small warmup

reblogs and feedback appreciated <3

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DTCITO request (2 separate ones but I combined them) for Rukkhadevata and Nahida