#foul legacy's really sensitive to sunlight so you being a moon god is just perfect

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Random brain thought

Just ignoring Genshin lore for a moment

So, Moths use the moon as their guide, so, and hear me out, what if the reader was the deity of the moon?

Just imagine, sparkling moth lost in the dark, until he finds a soothing glow, a breathtaking radiance.

You

Now I'm just thinking of Big buff abyss moth being your Bodyguard. Cuddling, surrounded by moonlight

oh my moon and stars YES you being some sort of deity/god is one of my FAVORITE AUs ever!!!!!!

you're one of the gods who's on more neutral terms with the Abyss- you don't exactly trust the beings under Teyvat, but you don't go out of your way to hunt them down. you're more of a nighttime deity anyways, roaming the fields and hills when the rest of the world slumbers, your aura casting a soft glow over the grass. mortals will say you hailed from the moon, but in truth you're more akin to someone created from lunar essence that allowed you to watch over the world at night. you're not sure how useful you truly are, especially when some of your brethren can literally shape the earth and sea with a flick of their hands, but if you could help guide even one being to safety and happiness, it'd be enough for you

you're roaming around one night after dark, moths fluttering around you, resting on your fingers and hair. the little insects are quite fond of you, and you of them- perhaps they could be considered your patron animal- and suddenly you see something twinkle in the distance. immediately you're intrigued- is there a god of starlight who's come to visit Teyvat? is there some shiny stone, or glittering treasure waiting to be picked up? you wander closer, pace only picking up when you see the sparkling thing move

you kneel in the gently waving grass and come face to face with the most beautiful creature you've ever seen

he's from the Abyss, there's no doubt, and yet you can't help but admire the black and violet armor adorning his body, the glittering cape-like wings that flow like waves, the crimson mask with two spiraling horns and one single crystalline eye. the monster growls momentarily but it quickly dies to a hushed, curious coo as he stares at you, seemingly in awe. his claws extend, trying to grasp the gentle glow surrounding you, and instead you reach and carefully clasp your own hands around his larger one, helping him to his feet. the beast stands, unharmed, yet he doesn't pull his hand away, only holding out his talons for your little moths to land on, wings fluttering in delight

a happy trill builds in this strange, beautiful creature's throat, and you too find a smile growing across your face as he delicately curls his claws around your hands, reveling in your soft lunar glow