#game:. genshin impact

[kentstoji]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ BLESSED , part 1.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤparing. platonic scaramouche & nahida.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤsetting. genshin impact.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤtype. headcanons (tw. impostor au, mentions of violence, ooc nahida, terrible worldbuilding.)

"Did I do something?" Before he could suppress his thoughts, the question spontaneously flowed from the Wanderer's lips, capturing the Archon's attention.

Nahida's green eyes, accentuated by long white lashes, left the pile of scrolls—courtesy of Alhaitham, the detestable scribe—to analyze him with interest.

"Sorry, I didn't understand." She granted him her characteristic smile, warm and genuine.

He swallowed hard, wondering if it was worth expressing the insecurities growing within him. Clearly, he was motivated solely by the initial emotion. The shadow of his traumas manifested, making him act impulsively.

His porcelain face, pleasant and unchanging, was adorned with red hues. Nahida bit her lower lip to keep from smiling. Frankly, seeing him shy was fascinating. Adorable.

"You've been studying me since you took me in," the puppet replied, irritation marking his voice, always accompanied by a strong Inazuman accent.

"Oh? I hadn't noticed." It was never the Lesser Lord's intention to revive his past. Keeping him in the same cycle was never part of her plans, as it would be minimally cruel. However, there was truth in his words. Nahida was indeed examining him.

He was admirable, unique.

"I'm sorry, Wanderer. I'm not being transparent with you." The apology was sincere, and he could relish the honesty that accompanied it. "I'm working on a thesis, and you are indeed my inspiration."

The Puppet's lips curled in disdain.

"Tell me more." It was ironic and brief. He demanded the truth. He felt he had such freedom to address her informally. Their relationship, although recent, was built on sincerity.

"Well, it might seem stupid, but I have reasons to believe that you are an acolyte of the Creator." Kusanali replied, as if it were simple.

For her, an individual pliable by logic, facts, and evidence, her revelation was easy to digest and accept. All the parameters she used to reach this conclusion were plausible.

"What are you talking about? Only Archons can be Acolytes." The Wanderer retorted, harshly. In another life, if the Electro Archon wasn't a selfish goddess, he might be on his knees before the golden throne, living off the Creator's crumbs.

"Not necessarily. An Archon is just another, victorious in the battle Celestia waged among the gods. Merely a title." Little Nahida shrugged. She took a deep breath and continued with her explanation. "You, however, possess a suspicious particularity."

Still unconvinced by the conspiracy, he asked, "What would that be?"

"Power. And I don't mean elemental power, but your growth." The Lesser Lord sat on her swing and stretched her legs, seeking a brief moment of relaxation. "Perhaps I'm talking about blessings. I thought this whisper of power existed only in the Traveler, but you were consecrated."

"I still don't understand." With a calmer voice, the Puppet approached the young goddess, intrigued.

"You have something that neither I, nor Baal, nor Rex Lapis possess. The Creator's grace." Nahida explained calmly as he approached. "However, when we visited them in Liyue, they didn't even recognize you, which makes me wonder if the one sitting on the Throne might be a impostor.”

(Nahida needed to be honest, to respect her own feelings. To validate her thoughts, even if they might be treacherous. She felt nothing in front of the Creator. No spark or connection.

Staring at the person comfortably seated on a throne of gold and gleaming jewels, she wondered if she would escape with her life if she cut them, solely to examine the color of their blood.

It had to be golden, like the gold that Liyue flaunted — and Rex Lapis would bring her eternal judgment if she succumbed to the darkness of her desires. But the thought was seductive, malicious.

By the gods, she was becoming as sadistic as the Dottore, yet the image before her was not pleasant to contemplate. If she closed her eyes, she would be back in the Cage the sages of Sumeru locked her in, where she could be saved by her subjects' dreams and their faith.

She was still fervent. But that person did not awaken hope in her.

And Kusanali's instinct dictated that she should flee. Take the Wanderer, and run.)

"You still don't understand. And I don't expect you to comprehend it now." The goddess of wisdom sighed, gathering the strength to continue her monologue. "But one day you will. Until then, I hope you know just how lucky you are.”

[kurusketch]

Neuvillette's lovely day off with his daughters

[bwootster]

I don’t think he escaped childhood unscathed.

*slaps car* this little guy can fit so much trauma in it!!!! (Someone please get him into therapy) (reading his character story made me so sad)

[enyasaints]

In search of a Thanksgiving miracle.

Suffering from moderate nerve damage from diabetes. This is Diabetic Neuropathy. I have been trying to fundraise for a motorized wheelchair to the ease the burden and pain of walking. I have had some luck but not enough to reach my goal. I am out of words and I don’t know how else to beg or plead

https://gofund.me/0159370e

Begging with tears in my eyes for a THANKSGIVING miracle.

Direct Aid:

Venmo: Enyasaint

Cash App: $Enyasaint

[creadbrumbs]

His eyebrow piercing……

[brotato-chibs]

they go flying 💨🍃

[rainbow-taishi]

Moon Carver and Mountain Shaper gijinka

[n4391]

Same English VA! I think Caelus and Ga Ming would get along!

[inkypyon]

GaMing my sweety sweet sweet sweet sweet!!!

[teamunee]

으르렁!!

[kentstoji]

the creator and friendship levels!

as we know, in genshin you can have a level of friendship with your characters. and at level 10, you get a small reward. but considering the sagauverse, and what if a character's friendship level determines the connection they have with the creator (you)?

for some characters, the creator was just a name that adorned the pages of history books and papyri, just a myth as they would never know the ardor of having the creator's favor. (and of course, just an untouchable figure on a glorious golden throne - the impostor).

however, for others, the presence of the creator was clear and undeniable. characters with a certain high level of friendship were able to recognize the divine presence with just a single look.

"it's you!" they would say, their voice carrying their clear astonishment but infinite adoration. "i always knew you would return, your grace!"

(in my case, my characters with the highest level of friendship are: bennett, layla, yaoyao, yelan, scaramouche, kaeya, barbara, lyney, heizou.)

the impostor may continue to enjoy their moments of glory and power (surrounded in the company and protection of the archons), but the true chosen ones (ur mains) will always be aware of the truth.

[ciearcab]

ghandharva

[zephyrine-gale]

can i be your tail?

[koyuxim]

i drew lion boy,, i think im obsessed