#geshin fic

[notsominx]

❤ Wirothelesy ❤

Tw: fluff fanfic, afab!reader, cheesy writing (though I like it a lot) This was a request from @mitsumina12345 (sorry this took awhile and I hope you like it!)

Wriothesley is more than happy you took his offer and came to the Meropid. Though he would like if you came more often. He understands that your job keeps you on your feet. Yet he really likes when you’re around. He’s always find some way to be near you, like inviting over for afternoon tea on weekends or saying that Sigewinne misses you. And just as before, he’s touchy. Just simple gestures of kissing your hand when you greet each other or having his hand around your waist as you walk through the fortress. 

He wonders if he really has your attention the way you have his. Wriothesly makes it a big concern when you are over in the fortress. Although after doing the deed with you a few weeks ago, he hadn’t properly confessed. 

Wriothesley isn’t an awkward person, yet he’s not an aristocrat like you. So he doesn’t have the social tendency as you do. Which makes him feel so nervous. He’s not a nervous person but after living under the sea for many years, he lack some ques as the folk on the surface. Which is also why he finds it hard to confess. 

He’s so stressed to tell you how he feels around you that even Sigewinne takes notice to this. “Just tell her. Miss Y/N likes you too. I’m sure of it! Her dopamine levels are higher when she sees you.” The little nurse would always tell him. Though Wriothesley is skeptical of her logic. Sigewinne may see things humans can’t but how is she to know what romantic feelings are, she’s just a kid.

Because Wriothesely hadn’t taken her advice, Sigewinne would take the matters into her own hands. 

Whenever you stopped by, she would always make lunches for the both of you and said it was a date. Or even say that to her you were like her mom and Wriothelsey was like her dad. 

Wriothesely would always give her a stern scold saying that she was making you uncomfortable when in reality it was him who was over thinking. 

Soon Sigewinne would get Neuvillette into the mix. He’sj also telling Wriothelsey the same things. 

“Do a small gesture for her. I see that is fitting for a lady as such as Y/N.” Neuvillette suggested one time as he was over for tea. And to Wriothesley it seemed like a great idea.

Wriothesley loved the idea. Yet he couldn’t figure out what to say or do. You’re an aristocrat, surely you had high standards and would prefer an criminal like him. Plus what would you family even think of him. Even if you were giving him the signs of your interest, he just could never bring his feelings into words.

One Saturday, he finally decided to take the bull by it’s horns. He had been planning for weeks. Neuvillette even helped him. He had flowers and a nice tux (although it was more of Neuvillette style, he hoped to impress you.)

Knocking on your door and waiting for 45 seconds felt like a lifetime. A cold sweat runs down his forehead as he takes a hankie and wiped it. 

“Wirothesley? Good evening. I’m surprised you’re here.” You greet him with a small smile once you opened the door. You take notice of his difference appearance, he was really handsome. He knew today was your day off because Neuvillette told him. Yet seeing you other than your work clothes made him see you more like a lady. The frills on your gown and the lace of your gloves, you were honestly a beauty. This makes him more nervous, but he was already here.

“Good evening. Uh..these are for you.” Wriothseley presents you the flowers and you thank him with in awe. You invited him in, which he hesitated before stepping in. Your home was lively, it got him wondering how the home you both would make look like. He was already thinking of marriage even before confessing to you.

Minutes go by as you tried to get Wriothelsey to settle down, yet he was so tensed. You can get the hint of what he’s here for, yet you don’t want to push him over the edge. Though you must admit with every word he stumbled over and the way he wiped his sweaty hands on his pants was cute. “..I came here to talk.” He said after a few sips of water you offer. “About us, if you don’t mind.”

You gave him a small smile, as you gave your undivided attention to him. “I really like you Y/N. Like, Ya’know?” His tongue ran dry. That’s not rehearsed. He feels like a idiot now. Though even if you were giving soft understanding eyes. He feels as if he’s making a fool of himself. 

“Wrio. Wiro~?” You waved your hand in front of him as he somehow stared at you frozen. Luckly Sigewinne prepared him this for this matter. She wrote him a letter for you but told him to not read it (which he did listen.) Hastily he pulls the paper out of his pocket before handing it to you. 

“Wrioseley likes you. You’re like his medicine, but he couldn’t tell you himself.” Her handwriting was childish and cute. You like how straightforward she is. You could hold backyour giggles. 

As you were giggling,Wiroseley’s heart sank. “What did that little devil write?” He asked, trying to pry the letter from your hands. “Na-uh. This is mine now, you can’t look.” You teased, hiding it away from him. This turns into a small play fight, until he tackled you down. As you both were flustered staring right at each other, you smiled and lean up to his lips. Placing a small kiss. 

“I like you too Wrio.” 

[raspberryslushie]

Sovereign of Truth

Ft. Albedo yumyumnomnom x gn!reader

Warnings: Cringe.

Albedo was one of Mondstadt’s finest alchemists, though that didn’t mean much considering the lack of those who found themselves concerned with such studies there. Rather, his work shined even among Sumeru’s scholars, deserving a place against papers that had stood true for millennia. He dealt with the matters of life, being able to create it from nothing but dust and watch flowers come to flourish, or crystalflies gain consciousness at his will. However, you find that even with abilities grazing close to those of the heavenly deities, there was one thing Albedo had yet to master.

How to feel. And not just surface-leveled musings of the sparks that ignited joy, or what could elicit pain and tears. Conversely, it was more the sentiment of being able to have something stir within you so strong, so passionate, that you must be compelled to act with it. Otherwise, what good is the quality of humanity itself much more than another vessel for thought?

Not to mention that he always had a fleeting demeanor about him, with a mind constantly drifting into new curiosity and a mechanical heart that might not have known how to love like a human, but rather learn. To the common civilian, it might’ve been rather careless how Albedo only showed his interest in a variety of novelties that deserved his intuition. And then once it was all found out and done with, the excitement was gone and he moved on to something else, utterly ignorant to whatever else had come before. Yet what they don’t see is the heart of his work. Albedo had only left those old ends lying untied because was in search of something else, the feeling of enlightenment that might finally bring his master back to him. Little did he know then, that this feeling was the start of his growth into the “new life”, because if he could still learn, then what stopped you from helping in your own ways?

"Your final assignment: show me the truth and the meaning of this world."

That was the last thing Albedo’s master had told him before she vanished, on account of having nothing left to teach him. Now, he was no stranger to the multitude of assignments and tasks she had handed down to him, each of which were more abstract and difficult to grasp than the previous, but he always prevailed. Still, Albedo found himself at a loss for what this question could possibly refer to. Had it sent him in pursuit of the seven Archons’ ideals? Or perhaps it was Celestia’s reign that had most fascinated Rhinedottir. The reality of it was that an artificial being such as himself had no capability to answer the “truth,” not when his everlasting knowledge gave him so many “meanings” to interpret. But in a mortal’s eyes, the resolution was simple, and you were set on showing him.

The first lesson you gave Albedo was on how to see the world. Not in the bare-boned way that he was used to doing it, either, because the way he viewed things was easy and unfettered, utterly focused on the truth that he longed for.

“Come’on, Albedo,” you whined, tugging on his shirt edges towards the door, but he was inexplicably difficult to move. “You literally get no sunlight at all and people still wonder why your skin is so pale!”. At least your teasing didn’t go unnoticed, evident by how the man in question heaved a heavy sigh. How could he say no to his dear acquaintance? In moments you were cheering as Albedo picked up his coat from the hanger, and pushed his chair in.

“Keep tugging on my uniform and I’ll have to order another one.” You caught him rolling his eyes, but it was light and playful. “Don’t forget your gloves”.

“Yeah, yeah Mister Chalk Prince, now the sooner we get out, the sooner we’ll be back in time for dinner!” Dinner…? That was hours away!

“W-wait you never told me how long we would be out for!” Unfortunately for Albedo, his panicked complaints fell on deaf ears.

“No more excuses to crawl back into that dusty place once we’re out of here!”

“Hmm…” you stare up at the azure skies, lying on the ground with your hands behind your head. “I think those clouds look a bit like seafoam.” Albedo watches as the wind blows them into motion, like a heavenly carousel. “What do you think?”

“It’s stratocumulus.”

“What?”

“You asked me what I thought this cloud was, no?” The sudden realization hits you a few moments too late.

“No, not like that you dummy!” Really, imagine calling the Albedo Kreideprinz a “dummy”. “I meant what the shape resembled!” Well, normally he’d feel offended, but the way you said it so adoringly didn’t sound half bad in his ears. Maybe you were right, it would be nice to spend some more time with his…assistant.

Over time, your presence began to rub off on him and it started to show through in his paintings as well. Maybe his brush found itself toning the colors of a rose just a few shades brighter or making the corners of your delicate smile upon a cecelia field just a little bit wider, but Albedo couldn’t help it! He learned to see the beauty of the world through you, and one day, the alchemist wakes up and finally understands that the bittersweet feeling left in his heart at the failure of his endless pursuit for truth each and every time could only be softened by learning to slow down and appreciate the city anew. With you by his side, every glancing moment managed to make its way onto a canvas, no matter if it was a small sketch into the margins of his papers, or a large festival folding screen.

“See? I told you going outside can do wonders for one’s mood”. Albedo doesn’t deny you anymore this time, after all, he was a man of science, and the conclusion was blatantly obvious even to you. Still, you had to find a way to pay those property damage bills caused by a mysterious substance in Albedo’s lab over brewing.

After that incident, the Chief Alchemist wasn’t as adverse to you leading him outside, and him following along, just so long as he turned off the stove in time. Instead, it became a sort of habit to await your guiding hands on planned afternoons so that you no longer had to waste the time to get him out the door. And Albedo supposes that he does enjoy this, being with you and immersing his soul into the world that once only felt like reins restraining him from the truth. But with you, that truth became closer than ever.

“Albedo!” As you turn the corner and pass through the door to his office, you’re shocked into a half-mouthed gape upon the sight that he already had his coat on, ready to step out the very door you were about to pass through.

“You’re just on time.”

“H-huh? What’s this?” You remarked. “No explanation for the sudden eagerness?” But there’s no adversity in your voice because you were simply glad that he finally seemed to warm up to the idea of taking time off with you.

“There’s no explanation needed to spend some time with a companion,” he responds, before grabbing your own hand in his. But you’re too far gone to even register that he just held your hand.

A companion– Albedo just called you his friend– and you wouldn’t settle for anything less. There’s a feeling of acceptance that blossoms in your chest, and a heat rises up to your face at that title. Just something about the idea of being acknowledged by someone you’ve looked up to for so long was fulfilling, in a way that you couldn’t even explain!

“Are you feeling alright?” In the next moment, you’re thrown back into reality and Albedo turns back around to look at you, leaning in closer and closer, before you’re practically a hair’s breadth away from each other. And right as you think you’re about to combust from the proximity, he pauses before placing a hand on your forehead. “Average human temperature.” Using your unoccupied hand, you gently push his chest away out of instinct.

“Hah, yeah I’m fine.”

“Alright then.” He stops for a moment to take in your appearance. Your form is utterly ethereal upon a backdrop of Mondstadt’s winter snow, and he comes to an epiphany as well. There’s a reason why all his recent portraits and doodles have been of you lately. Was it because he just couldn’t capture your awe-inspiring features on a single canvas alone, or because it gave him joy to keep a little piece of you with him wherever he went?

Wait, what was that? Albedo feeling joy? Well, he’d be damned. Never in all his years of living had he ever felt the sheer elation that he does now with you, but it came so naturally that Albedo feels you should’ve been with him all along; you’re what makes someone like him even more perfect. And oh! He thinks he might be in love.

In the end, the second lesson you gave Albedo came unintentionally, but the two of you both learned from it.

There are days when Albedo might feel clueless, as intelligent as he is, and there are days when he’s utterly lost and confused. Like right now, where he’s pacing at your front door with a bouquet of Cecelias that he took the time out of his day to pick off of Starsnatch Cliff himself. There’s an inkling of doubt still in him, and the Chief Alchemist feels like shrinking away and chickening out before you could open the door to see him as he is- so earnest- and knowing you, you would see right through him.

“Don’t fret on it too much, Master Albedo!” Sucrose cheers him up as she and Klee help him map out what your supposed “date” would be like.

“Klee thinks big brother Albedo is the best person anyone could ever ask for!” The little girl holds her head just above the edge of the table to take a peek at the plans, before Sucrose lifts her up onto a chair.

But he steels himself, knowing that even if you didn’t like him back, at least you would still be friends, right? Albedo inwardly groans at the fact that he’s been waiting at your house for so long it’s impossible to turn back now and throw off the fancy clothes the other Knights of Favonius recommended in exchange for something more casual. If that doesn’t make it worse, what would he do about the embarrassingly large gathering of flowers in his hands then? Albedo’s sure that he’s caused a commotion in the city after walking through its square like this. Certainly, the talk of the town would now be about how the “Silent and normally reserved Kreideprinz was seen so vulnerable like this- potentially waiting for his special someone?”

It takes everything within him to finally knock on your door, and when you answer, all that he’s prepared to say and tell you is gone in an instant. The words you’re saying to him go in one ear and leave through the other. Even if you’re only dressed in a simple set of night clothes, There’s nothing more stunning than the sight before him. In a rush, Albedo doesn’t even hesitate, before dropping the pile of cecelias into your arms, before making a run for it. Luckily, you shift the flowers into one hand before using the other to grab onto his arm.

“Albedo???” He finds he funny how you still question him even though it is so obvious what he was trying to do. Still, he keeps his head low. “There’s something you have to tell me, isn’t there.” He hates how there’s a suggestive tone to your words. Of course, you knew what he wanted to say. Yet you still wait for him, standing there holding Albedo’s hand in yours, the two of you on opposing sides of the doorstep. Ah, how does he even start? 

“Listen uh-” he pretends to cough and clear his throat. “Ever since the first time we met…”. No, that sounded too sappy. “Uh, the second you took my hands in yours, I was so happy that I instantly knew we were meant to be”.

“Aw, I love you too, Albedo!” Ignoring the absolute cringefest that just found its way out of his mouth, you placed the flowers down on a countertop and embraced him. The only thing he could do now was sigh. Gods, Sucrose and Klee are going to have fun laughing at his misery later.

Still, the whole way home, there are only two things on his mind: you and the truth. The truth that he’s already formulating into sentences in his mind for his master because Albedo finally understands his purpose in this world. His meaning was to love. It’s the greatest thing he’s ever felt, and there’s nothing like the pride that flows out of his being now when he’s holding your hand again, but this time with the sweet remnants of your lips on his.

[haileyywrites]

I wanted to let everyone know that the Xiao fic you've been asking about will have a part 2 after all!

It's currently in the works and might take a while since so many people have been asking about it, I want it to actually be good! I'll tag everyone who wants to be tagged once its out <3

Tags: @xiao-loyal-simp , @slaylatus , @raksstuff , @anna-pmn , @swivy123

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Oracle!Reader Part 16

Part 1, Part 15

Warning! This is sagau imposter so expect some gore and manipulation this chapter! At least no death this time :D

Each step of your dirty shoes on the bare rocky terrain held more weight than Azhdaha's heart and soul. His body shuffled and shifted, resisting the urge to ram the barrier trapping him.

"Don't be so impatient, Azhdaha. You've waited for millennials, surely a minute for me to reach you is nothing." You slow your steps purposely to tease him with a deceivingly gentle smile.

The ground rumbles briefly as Azhdaha settles in place and rests his head on the ground. If he had fur instead of stone, you would believe he was just a giant dog.

"Forgive me your grace. The leylines I command are constantly blooming with power at your every step."

"Was it not the people of Liyue who harmed the leylines causing the events that led to your imprisonment here?" You ask, selecting your words carefully.

Red eyes carved from ruby stare at you as you stop right outside of the barrier surrounding his body. Not wanting to accidentally disable the barrier, you rest your hand on the closest pillar. 

Pillars with the same design and origin of the one who was a little too late to save his dear friend from this fate.

"Was it not the ruler of those people that failed to reach you in time?"

"Even you, your grace, are aware of the shameful state I have been reduced to. Morax may have provided me with these defective eyes but at least now I can view your glorious prestige."

Surprisingly there is no rush of anger and violence in Azhdaha's movement and tone. He moves closer till his face is gently pressing against the Geo-decorated barrier.

"I beg of you, Creator of all things. Let me feel your skin, your warmth. The memories of my creation are lost to the erosion of time. Whether it be your hand or foot, I will adore it all the same. I am nothing but the groundskeeper to your playground called Tevyat."

A originally blind dragon has no need for eyelids so all he can do is gaze pleadingly at your silent form. Blue crystalline clink on the ground as it drops from his eyes as the silence persists. Even still you stare at him with a blank expression until his head is completely bowed to the ground.

An isolated dragon desperate for even the slightest bit of affection was like wet clay for you to mold to your liking. The only thing that ruined any plans you had for him was that dreaded erosion. You seriously doubted that he could stay calm and lie to match your facade the way Beisht can.

"Rest easy now, Azhdaha." Your hand moves through the yellow barrier, which thankfully doesn't deactivate it, to lay on his rocky forehead. "A dragon like you, who I have created with my own hand before this vessel, is not easily forgotten. Many of your brethren have perished before I could return."

Cupping what little of his wide, rough jaw, you tilt his head to stare up at you. A delicate expression with sadness and love swirling together is what paints your face. "You have done so well to persist this long, Azhdaha."

A loud roar of anguish is let loose as he tries to move further into your touch. Ignoring the threat of scraps, you pet his stony exterior with a smile. 

"Your grace! Your holiness! Those words are what fuel my pitiful existence. The feel of your skin on this degraded body brings memories of my creation from the clutches of erosion."

Mindlessly stroking the weeping dragon, you think deeply on his words. 'Memories of my creation' is what he called it. Azhdaha was struggling at first due to the contrasting information from the eyes corrupted by the Gnosis and the leylines of Teyvat. All it took was your touch on his body for him to fully give in to you. 

Perhaps the other dragon sovereigns and primordial beings will recognize you easily with your touch as well. Could it work on the Archons too?

"Are you okay, your grace? I know that day, you were injured due to my own careless ruling. I failed to control my subjects and you suffered from it. If death is my penalty for my negligence then I will accept it wholeheartedly."

The strange and unexpected words laced with guilt made you confused. Caressing the rugged layer of stone near his eyes to grab his attention, you ask carefully. "What do you mean by that?"

His tail lowers onto the ground as he speaks lowly. "Not long ago, the Geovishaps were making their rounds on maintaining the leylines when two hatchlings got lost."

Oh, you knew where this was going.

"When they dug back up to the surface, they were in the city. While trying to escape, they hurt someone. They hurt you." That last word is said with bubbling anger. Resisting the urge to yank your hands away from the dragon capable of turning into a volcano, you brush your hands further to distract him.

"Teyvat had already warned us elemental beings about someone injuring you with malicious intent. To feel the leylines in your area go into a frenzy from that incident made my blood boil. It's only fair that the perpetrator suffers the bare minimum consequences."

So, it wasn't Teyvat that had the hatchling kill the other. It was Azhdaha.

Despite the harsh truth that Azhdaha just admitted, your hands seemed to move on their own to keep Azhdaha subdued. You aren't necessarily scared of Azhdaha, you're just more cautious on how to approach leaving him.

You couldn't just teleport out, who knows how Azhdaha's battered and worship-obsessed brain would interpret it. You didn't need a bunch of Geovishap and Geovishap hatchlings chasing you throughout Liyue.

But the thought of returning back to the city takes less priority than your current one. A dragon one head scratch away from rolling over at your command is vulnerable to your words. Just what could you strip from Azhdaha for future use?

"Azhdaha, you love me don't you?" You ask it with a deceivingly shaky voice as your hands halt their stream of pets. His reaction is immediate.

His claws scratch the ground as he stands to his full height.  Even still, his back hunches trying to keep himself respectful to your much smaller form. "My love for you will exist even after my death. Every Geovishap that roams this world and every leyline that reacts to your presence is proof of my love for you, beloved Creator."

A small, sad smile crosses your face at the words he utters with zeal. It was so easy to get his deteriorated brain to fall for your expertly crafted facade of vulnerability. It's not like he was your first or last victim to this 'side' of you.

School faculty couldn't turn a blind eye to the way you paled at the cost of lunch. Empathetic, heroic, and kind students wouldn't resist the urge to defend, tend to, or help you when any bullying started. Even strangers with bleeding hearts had no problem giving you food or money when you were a roaming teenager with nothing but a backpack.

The money you saved by not paying lunch almost always went straight to the locked box you had for when you would be inevitably moved to a new guardian. All the bullying incidents were helpful in making the other students invite and accept you into any group of your choosing. It's not like anyone would believe that meek and polite you could jump the bullies on their way home with a malicious smile and a blunt weapon, nor would a passing stranger that helped you be aware of the man and cat that you returned to completely contrasting the story you spun.

"Then you're willing to protect me, right? Ei, that Bakufu was intent on seeing me as an imposter. She tried to take my life right when I just returned. It's due to that, that I have to live in fear of this mask being removed."

Moving closer, you rest your forehead against his head, trembling in fear of the horrid memory.

"I'm sure if I arrived in Liyue instead of Inazuma, I would be able to walk on Teyvat with you proudly on the surface with me. You would protect me, you would fight for me. You would die for me, would you not? Dragons are known for their loyalty after all."

Azhdaha continuously repositions himself as he breathes heavily. There's no doubt he's torn between anger against Ei, happiness at your trust, and excitement at the prospect of being on the surface.

"You have my word, my grace. I would fight any enemy, defend any stronghold, obey any command you have for me. Simply relay your order and I will fulfill it to perfection. And if it pleases you, allow me the honor of destroying the Shogun for her unforgivable sins."

"But can you really protect me with those imperfect eyes?" Your words are spoken gently with a smile laced with sweet poison. "You are putting me in danger by using those corrupted eyes to watch over me. Do you not know why I crafted you without eyes?"

A sole finger touches the edge of the red jewel eyes as silence permanence the air. He doesn't flinch from the fleeting fingertips despite the slow unraveling of your intentions.

"Geo lifeforms that stay underground don’t have eyes as they have no need for it. And as thankful as I am that Morax provided you with eyes to enjoy the surface, it wasn't my original design for you."

Experimentally tapping his eyes and smiling at the crystalline texture, you speak with a low timber. "You were always meant to stay underground to properly care for the leylines. You didn't know it at the time, but accepting these eyes had the same effect as accepting Celestia's lies."

You let Azhdaha think deeply on your revelation as you pet the area around his eyes. The mere fact that he was contemplating it was a good sign, those eyes are proof of his contract with Morax after all.

"Your benevolence, are you requesting the destruction of my eyes?"

"Of course not, Azhdaha!" Laughing reassuringly, your fingers dig into the corner of his eyes ignoring the way he flinches in pain. "I'm commanding you to give me those eyes. I cannot bring you to the surface with me, so bringing a remnant of you will soothe my aching and lonely heart. It's convenient that those eyes prevent you from doing your job correctly too."

A low pained groan leaves his jaw as your other hand mimics the action of the former. Nails digging into his eye cavities, you feel the ruby eyes lift from the force. Azhdaha's body shakes, alerting you that you pushed him far enough. Releasing his eyes you take a step back to be out of the barrier in case he makes any attack.

"I once yearned to see the sun, that blazing ball of fire that lights up this world providing it with the warmth to live. All because I knew that you must shine even brighter than it. In those days of old, envy and despair consumed me as did the love and joy I felt being embraced in this world that you crafted. I know better now. I know that even without these eyes that I enjoyed from that traitor I once called my friend, I could still make out your glorious form. Every leyline on this planet shines like dull cobblestone in comparison to the gold figure that stands in front of me."

"I have no way to wretch these crystal eyes out of the unneeded cavities. Take them from me, your grace, take any part of my body that you desire. My sole regret is that I could not offer you my original body to pick from."

An excited smile stretches across your face with a heartfelt caress to the bridge of his nose. "Thank you Azhdaha, do not fret. The day that I craft you eyes worthy of the dragon you once were is near. Thank you for being such a good boy."

Despite the condescending tone to your last words that slipped out, Azhdaha still rejoices with the same fervor of a real dog. The tree tail wags slowly, revealing his happiness.

Carefully, you dig your nails into his right eye. It's heavy and hard to pull out. This would surely be easier using your sickle but you didn't want Azhdaha to feel even more pain. At least with you using your hands, he feels some comfort in your skin.

After a tough tug, the eye is finally out and stuffed haphazardly into your bag. Blue crystalline liquid coats your hands and flows from the now-empty cavity. Wiping it off on your clothes carelessly, you give Azhdaha a break by petting him.

"Just one more Azhdaha, then it'll be done." He leans into your touch without a single sound escaping him. You aren't fooled by that tough facade. He's silent in fear that speaking will only result in his pained cries.

The red jewel chips slightly as you dig it out of his head. Beads of clear blue roll down as you grit your teeth. It finally comes out and that trickle becomes a stream. Putting the eye into your bag, you peek at the now blind dragon.

A slow, continuous dribble of aqua crystalline stains his face as the cavities slowly stitch close. The cavities closing simultaneously are heard by the cracking and grinding of rocks. Azhdaha curls into himself from the pain but refuses to allow any sound escape him.

Your body moves on its own to hug the suffering dragon. Murmurs of praise and thanks leave your lips as the rocks creak louder and faster. The tear tracks left on his face stain your clothing blue yet you can't find it in yourself to care.

A selfish person, that's what you were to your core. There are no words you can use to justify what you have done to Azhdaha. You may never have the power to craft new eyes for him. You may not even live long enough to research how. Yet, you still manipulated him into giving it up. The bitter self-hatred and burning feeling of loathing yourself builds up inside you.

"As sad as I am to surrender my eyes, there is nothing that brings me greater joy than to be of use to you your grace. I will readjust to living without eyes."

Releasing him, you stare at his now-healed face. The cavities have been completely sealed shut as if there were never eyes to begin with. His voice is deep and rumbles softly.

"The leylines of this world relay to me more than elemental crystals shaped in the visage of eyes can."

The words do little to ease the guilt you feel for your cruelty but before you can do anything, a loud sound interrupts your thoughts. Frowning, you adjust your bag back onto your shoulders and look at the entrance to Azhdaha's lair.

It's silent and it only makes you more suspicious. Taking a few steps toward the lair's entrance, a glow behind you makes you whip around quickly. Azhdaha's body glows with white cracks throughout his body as he roars ferociously.

Backing up in confusion, you watch in disbelief as Azhdaha's body shrinks and compresses. Loud bangs echo from the lair entrance in sync with Azhdaha's deafening cry.

That loud bang is accompanied by the sound of the seal covering the entrance shattering. Deciding to focus on the unknown intruder first, you catch the sight of a tall figure walking with powerful steps toward you.

A sole amber eye is what catches your attention first.

Brown hair with glowing tips loosely drapes over an earthy-colored hanfu. Only a stub can be made out from inside one of the dark sleeves as the tall man looks at you with an emotionless expression.

"Zhongli. It sure is a surprise to see you here." Your mind spins as it tries to comprehend just why Zhongli was here. Azhdaha's unwavering roars, his missing eyes, just everything about this situation was suspicious.

His other arm, which thankfully hasn't been cut off, raises to cup your face. Gloved fingers are featherlight on your dusty cheek as you stare up at him with perplexion clear on your face. He leans closer to speak with unwavering confidence.

"Why did you leave?"

He's got to be kidding.

"Why wouldn't I leave? I wasn't interested in being a third wheel to your conversation with the Creator." You answer back with a disbelieving tone before getting startled at the slam of a hulking body hitting the ground.

"MORAX! How dare you reappear in my prison after all that you had done?! What audacity have you fostered that let you dare to touch the Creator?!"

Fuck

Shit, oh fucking hell. 

Thousands of curses swarm your mind at Azhdaha's words, you keep your face in its confused expression as you run through any plan or excuse to survive.

"You're making Y/N uncomfortable with your insane claims, Azhdaha. They're an Oracle sent from the world the Creator is residing in." Zhongli is calm in his refute to Azhdaha's tantrum.

Pushing Zhongli's hand off your face, you turn to look at Azhdaha who is now much smaller. His stature is exactly like you saw when you played Genshin. That bright light must have not only degraded his body to the erosion-damaged body but his brain too. It's simply too suspicious that he became this wildly angry at Zhongli's presence.

Looking up at Azhdaha with sad eyes and a kind voice you speak gently, as if trying to soothe the dragon with no idea of what he claimed.

"I know my presence is similar to the Creator due to my otherworldly origin, but I'm really just Y/N. The erosion must be so painful that it even brought you down to this point. The creator hasn't forgotten you, I can promise that."

Zhongli frowns as Azhdaha tries to refute you. "NO! Don't you see, your grace?! That traitor is merely trying to keep you from reaching your full glory to keep you to himself!"

"How can you say that when you can't see at all?" Zhongli's voice is chilly as he places his gloved hand on your shoulder. His grip is tight and you try to step away. He doesn't budge and merely pulls you closer to him.

"Solidify!" The familiar line is yelled before a dome-like shield completely covers you and Zhongli. Your confusion on his action is answered when rocks from the ceiling start to rain on the shield. His hand positions your head to look back at him.

"Why won't you look at me Y/N? Do you still hold bitterness against me for my doubts against you? I was proven wrong utterly and completely, I apologize for my rudeness."

His voice is pleading and his lips tug down into a sad frown. You really can't understand why Zhongli's just ignoring all the suspicious things in this situation. Was the attachment acolytes feel towards you already affecting him this strongly?

"I'm not mad at you. Sure, it was annoying that you kept suspecting me despite all my efforts but you do believe me now after sacrificing so much. Actually, just what and how much did you offer? The sky lit up quite a few times."

An excited smile graces his lips as he takes a step closer to you, but unexpectedly sways making you grab his arm in worry. He laughs gently before speaking.

"After I noticed your disappearance, I gave as many offerings of my body as I could. Not only as my repentance toward the Creator but also as an apology to you."

Your eyes trail down his change of clothes. The hanfu is black with brown, gold, and white parts to it. The Geo symbol sign is clearly stitched into the inner robe.

"Is that why you have a change of clothes and are swaying so much? Be honest and tell me what part of your body you gave."

With closed eyes and shaky breaths, he places your hand on the top of his head. His hair is ticklish to your bare palms. "This human body wasn't nearly enough to make an impactful offering. But my Exuvia is adequate for our beloved creator. Naturally, my horns were the first to go."

The slight nub you feel between his locks must be the stump from his horns. You aren't sure whether to be sick or amazed. But Zhongli doesn't stop there, he takes advantage of your bewilderment and takes hold of your other hand.

"My spines were the next to be cut off. Those jagged ambers were more helpful for flying than anything else." His head nuzzles your hand on his hair as he takes your other hand to the spine of his back. You can feel the ridges of the amber remnants.

"My tail was in a similar position, useless in my current form. If only they didn't bleed so much. If the creator took any longer to accept my offering, I would have passed out from blood loss."

Even more worried about his physical state, you try to pull your hand away from his back and graze his side making him hiss in pain. He's quick to grab hold of it again and press it deeper into his side. Your jaw drops as he groans in pain and gives you a pained smile.

"I severed my claws yet got no response. I really believed I would have to stop at that point but I remembered another draconic part of my body that I could offer."

Your eyes filter between his happy and pained smile and the hanfu that was starting to blossom with red. Just where the fuck was he going with this?

"My skin, or rather, my scales were still in my body. Each clink of the scales as they were torn or cut out of my body may have left me lightheaded from the gushing wounds. But nothing could compare to the feeling of the Creator accepting me."

Blinking in pure shock, your mind struggled to comprehend the mere insanity of his actions. You were joking about him having the possibility of sewing his mouth shut from finding his idle annoying. This motherfucker would actually do it!

Zhongli takes your reaction, or rather lack of reaction, in stride with him pulling you closer to him. Your hands rest on his body to not be pressed against him but that only has him wincing in pain. He stubbornly holds you closer as you cringe from the feeling of wet blood seeping through his hanfu and onto your skin and clothes. 

"Stop. Doesn't this hurt you? Just how long will it take you to heal, let alone regain those dragon features?" Asking him with the purpose of distracting him, you speak in a rush. He merely hums as his arms stay around you firmly.

"Elemental beings like myself will always recover. I'm exceptionally strong with my status as an Archon, I'll be fully healed within a month at most."

You couldn't even linger on the idea that in a single month, he would be completely back to normal. The ground shook as more and more rocks fell on the shield. You couldn't stay trapped in Zhongli's embrace, at this rate you couldn't even stay in Liyue for much longer.

The slight sway of his movements, the slow speech pattern, and the rising of his body temperature permeating through his clothing gave you an idea.

Halting your resistance to his hold, your hands trail up his clothing with a pitiful smile. Rough and dirty hands from all the hardship you faced to get here cup his face enhancing the contrast of his smooth skin. His eyes immediately close at the contact with a deep rumbling sound coming from his chest.

"Still, it must be painful. Not just physically but mentally too. You have gained and lost so much over your lifetime. I have no doubt that it won't stop here. Just stay strong a little longer, won't you? Be patient till the Creator arrives and rewards you properly."

Zhongli's features soften till his eyes droop and his lips tremble. His full vulnerability is on display as he nuzzles into your palms shamelessly.

"Just what kind of ability do you possess? Young as you are, your ability to perceive and empathize with feelings is beyond your years. Do not stress for me, I have already been awarded by the Creator."

You frown slightly at his last words, not fully grasping at what his 'reward' from you was. The sacrificial method? The artifacts and weapons? He smiles at your confusion with half-lidded eyes.

Grasping your hands, he brings them closer to his mouth and kisses your knuckles with a smoldering grin. You aren't completely sure whether the pink decorating his cheeks is from embarrassment or a fever from his injuries.

"What greater reward than an Oracle sent from our God to soothe my soul?"

Suddenly you don't like where this is going. The thundering sound of rocks being thrown agrees with you.

"As fellow devoted servants to the Creator, should we not join in union? Marriage is a contract till death does us part after all."

There's no way this was happening. You were not getting proposed in a basement with a raging dragon just a few feet away from you.

Sensing your hesitation, Zhongli continues to speak with a romantic timber as he places a kiss on your palm.

"This may be sudden but I can assure you that I'll take care of you. I'll protect, provide, and love you as the closest person to our beloved creator. You may not love me now but just being from a different world has caused many problems for you. You are the only person who can match the amount of devotion I hold to our creator."

If this was a true confession of love at first sight or any other extremely fluffy trope, you would seriously contemplate saying yes. He wasn't wrong about your life being much easier with him by your side.

But it instantly died when he revealed that it was from you being such a strong believer and being the most intimately connected to the creator. It killed any romantic prospect of the situation. All you felt was dread and a longing to just leave.

You truly hope that he was only saying this shit from the blood loss getting to him. The annoyed expression you wear isn't even covered up, letting Zhongli see it plainly. His affectionate expression breaks and his lips part to ask you something but it's cut off by a bang.

It seems Azhdaha unknowingly agreed to break you out as a rock finally breaks the dome shield that had been protecting you all this time.

"Succumb to my fury Morax! Not even addressing the creator properly during your whole conversation is a disgrace to the Geo element and dragons alike!"

Wrath seemed to have consumed Azhdaha enough that one of the pillars of the barrier broke. Zhongli summons his spear and walks past you to stand protectively in front of you.

"Do not fret Y/N, I'll subdue Azhdaha so that he does not cause any more problems. Permanently." You absolutely did not want that but at the same time, you really wanted to escape this whole situation.

Azhdaha is going insane, Zhongli's bound to realize what you had taken from Azhdaha, and the duo of women are bound to get closer from the activity. That's not even counting how close this cave seemed to be from collapsing. 

"Azhdaha is still the creator's loyal creation! He may have deteriorated from the erosion that you failed to prevent, but don't kill a loyal and faithful follower like him!"

Hitting Zhongli with such a sharp remark, you watch his deadly glare weaken. Azhdaha begins to make careless attacks toward Zhongli's vicinity which, unfortunately, you're still in.

Picking you up with ease, Zhongli dodges the many attacks and stops near the lair's exit. Azhdaha does his best to give chase but isn’t much of a threat in that size.

Setting you down and wiping away the small pieces of rock from your face, Zhongli gazes at you warmly.

"You should return to Liyue Harbor. I'm sure many things require your attention considering how much trouble you seem to get into. And when we meet again, I expect an answer to my question."

Trying to ignore his last words, you wave to him before he jumps back into battle with Azhdaha. As soon as his back is turned you book it out of the lair. Leaving the small cave entrance the night sky shines above you.

Thousands of stars shimmer as you stand in silence. It felt good to have a break from everything going on below ground. Walking slowly your eyes gradually climb up the Dragon-Queller tree trunk to admire its full beauty.

It seems you were correct in assuming that the crystalline blue glowed brighter at night. The cerulean-colored branches pulsed with an eye-catching glimmer. The orange leaves blew in the night air as the pink petals of the flowers below you swayed.

You spot a familiar-looking constellation in the sky that seemed to twinkle for your attention. Lapis Dei, Zhongli's constellation, was lit up by four points. It was pretty incredible that you went from a C0 to C4 in a matter of hours.

But, just what effect did constellations have on characters other than making them stronger? It was closely connected to your creator power so it must be important outside of the game. Would whatever effect it have differ between humans and archons? 

What would have happened if you had gotten Zhongli to C6 before coming here?

Setting those lingering questions aside, you gaze up at the Dragon-Queller tree one more time before bringing up your game screen. You've finally witnessed everything about this area giving you a sense of satisfaction. 

Creak

The sound makes you pause and lift your head up from the screen in confusion. It's silent for a few moments until Teyvat bombards your mind with a sense of something going wrong.

CRACK

Ice. Lots and lots of ice spring up from the ground circling around your feet. Quickly moving back from the ice, a sharp and cold solid spike tears through your calves. A cry of pain leaves you as you stop in place. Red drops of blood stain the spikes of ice that impaled you.

Did it break your bones? Was it an important muscle for running? If you pulled it out, would you lose too much blood? 

Those thoughts swirled in your mind as the pain blinded you from the fact that Teyvat never stopped warning you.

Keeping a hand to your heart trying to slow your breathing and push down the rising sobs, you focus on what you can do now. But it's already too late. Something glints in the distance and a swish of air is heard before pain blooms from your chest.

Scalding water leaves boils on the right side of your chest as an arrow stays embedded into it. Tears of pain and anger stick to your eyelashes as you carefully move your head trying to spot the woman.

You knew Yelan and Shenhe were somewhere here. Even with the tears sliding down your mask, your lips were curled into a defensive snarl.

The small breaths you let out don't feel wet or painful, therefore your lungs are unharmed. Yelan had the skill and power to hit your lungs if she desired. This means she wants to speak to you, she wants some information you have.

She won't kill you yet.

Commanding Teyvat to show you where they were hiding, you blink sluggishly at the elemental sight being activated. Teyvat creates a path of Anemo leading to two separate points making you smile through the pain.

"Yelan, Shenhe. Shouldn't you both at least reveal yourself when taking a hostage?"

There's no need to play dumb at this point. They already suspect and harmed you to the point where it just wouldn't be smart to act ignorant.

After a beat, both women leave their respective hiding spots and make their way to you. Yelan is relaxed with an easygoing gait showing that she has all the time in the world. Shenhe is more ferous in her approach, weapon on hand, and a dangerous glint in her eyes.

Except Shenhe begins to sprint at you once you lock eyes with her. Despite the rapid thumping of your heart at her stance, you stay still not wanting to show that you could escape when needed.

As expected; Yelan grits her teeth in annoyance and activates her skill to catch up to Shenhe. Shenhe is just a few feet away from you, her spear is held out prepared to slash when she's pulled back by Yelan's lifeline. A sigh of relief escapes you as you slump into place.

"Not yet Shenhe, I need them alive for my job first. Afterwards, you can kill them as you please." Dropping Shenhe from her lifeline Yelan sighs in exhaustion. 

Shenhe doesn't react much to Yelan's attitude. Merely brushing off the dust and repositioning her weapon while watching you. 

"Eyes over here Y/N." The sound of your name from Yelan's lips catches your attention. She smirks at your wary glance and spins her bracelet. "Why don't you and I have a little chat?"

It's done! This one didn't take as long since I have been getting settled into school. If everything is cool and I'm fast then I could finish a chapter every weekend. But let's be honest. I'm far too unlucky for that. This was edited by my annoying dear editor @serpent-benediction . Don't pay attention to him tho. That was mostly a joke! I know the Zhongli cutting limbs wasn't as much as one would think since he goes around without his dragon features most of the time anyway. I just couldn't find a good reason on him cutting off his legs and still managing to fight Azhdaha. So, I hope everyone isn't too disappointed by that and can enjoy the most yandere character so far! Personally, I would not accept that marriage proposal. But now we get to focus on Yelan and Shenhe! I've taken great care to keep Yelan's intention very vague, but I think those that have read her story have a good idea on why she's here. The next chapter should be quite exciting! Taglist - remember if you're username is in italics, that means I couldn't tag you! @vvyeislazzy, @nikqi, @the-dumber-scaramouche, @etherisy, @yourlocalstranger123, @ra404, @iruiji, @goldenglow149, @haru-tofuu, @lsleepysimpl, @bebobeboben, @yuyuzi-ling, @amidst-the-tempest, @resident-cryptid, @mxd1zzy, @mochicurls21, @nervouseaglelover, @thedevioussmirk, @yumuramma, @kwqsla, @undecidingfate, @ehjane, @game-savvy, @akiramirae, @liansh3ng, @fluffy-koalala, @formacoon, @sxftiebee, @khxii-i, @ursinaw, @chuuya-brainrot, @sweetbills, @kazuchaos, @snowfoxnix, @bluebelony, @shellofthewell, @pencil-of-ashes, @ghostlyintervention, @taiformaifoe, @goaudduck, @carminerin, @maddysflowers, @zenith-of-all-zenith, @crazydreamcat, @leafanonsforest, @grimreapersscythe, @leylanx, @sapphireknown, @help-whatdoimakemyusername, @zhonglisfruityass, @mer0n37, @victoria1676, @mochinessss, @sinnful-darling, @emilymikado, @pix-stuff, @esthelily, @luxie963, @emmbny, @millienolife @kbar1013, @xxblackroses623xx, @chxrlxtteee, @aludicpoet, @yandematic, @atrcclovsxoxo, @0lshadyl0, @esthelily, @t-rex-red, @ck123, @steadybreadbluebird, @118gremlin

[eclipse-escarlata]

La tormenta que desató el viento (TomoKazu WIP)

Sus ojos violetas estaban fijos en el remolino de rayos que yacía sobre la cumbre Amakumo. Las notas dejaron de fluir de la hoja que usaba como flauta y me quedé mirándolo embobado. La tranquilidad quedó opacada por el nerviosismo y la torpeza que cada vez iban haciéndose más grandes en mi interior. Era la primera vez que la tormenta me parecía algo mínimamente agradable, solo porque él estaba aquí merecía la pena acallar la melodía que estaba interpretando y fundirme con los agresivos sonidos de la madre naturaleza.

Hace ya tiempo que dije que iba a escribir un TomoKazu más, aún está en proceso pero ahí dejo un mini spoiler. Por el camino que voy puedo decir que podría ser el mejor TomoKazu que he escrito hasta la fecha y también el más largo. Este trozo puede estar sujeto a cambios, es poco probable porque me gusta cómo está pero igualmente nunca se sabe, no sería la primera vez que cambio algo de forma radical.

PD: Qué cómodo es narrar como Kazuha, creo que se ha convertido en un comfort character para mí :')

[dracia-1]

Okay so I made Starfire family as dragons and quetzal. The first two are Jetstorm but I don't know which one I would want. I have a fic going but I'm not fully set in stone on how I want it. At the moment it is merely called Dragonformers in my google docs but I would like to give it an actual title.

Update Starscream sounds like the "Bird Call from Afar" from Geshin Impact. But he also sounds like a Barred Owl.

Starscream is pretty birb. ^w^

[anadorablekiwi]

I have found fluff

Excuse me while I go read multiple tickle fight Geshin fics

OOO 👀👀 I didn’t even know that was a thing oh my goodness-

[the-travelling-witch]

i might have the time to start sth new this evening, if you could pick a draft you’d like to see which one would it be? (as always, no promises though ^^;)

[shaunigod]

𒀭࣪⋆ 💭 ׅMural do Wattpad ࣪𓏲ּ

Gente.... Fui assistir a mini série da boate kiss, mano dá pra sentir o desespero do povo e dos pais cada segundo que passou mostrando como aconteceu aquela acidente ganhou minhas lágrimas... Mano a cena do banheiro e do pai encontrando sua filha mort@ foi duas que mais me quebraram

Im_Gabriellyyy__ jan 26 • Responder

kemeiny jan 29 • Responder

@ _Yukizinha_  NÃO ME LEMBRA DISSO

@ _Yukizinha_  eu vi hj, chorei horrores

yuri-das-quebradas

mai 31, 2022

Olá eu queria saber se eu posso indicar sua fanfic na  minha próxima fanfic?

_Shauni jul 19, 2022 • Responder

@yuri-das-quebradas Olá desculpe de verdade a demora mas você pode indicar minha Fanfic sim, sem problemas

_Shauni

abr 19, 2022

Pessoal, eu tava na casa da minha mãe mas depois consegui meu apartamento eu tenho que editar minhas coisas em um notebook mas antiga é meio lerdinho então por isso os atrasos e foi mal

pearlpriestess

mar 06, 2022

Você vai traduzir mais imagines de geshin?

_Shauni mar 06, 2022 • Responder

@ pretty_sweetie  sim provavelmente!

myuki_hyuuga

fev 20, 2022

Oie queria perguntar se vc aceita pedidos de traduções se sim poderia trazer uma do chuuya de bungou stray dogs smut pfvr?? se não está aceitando pedidos tudo bem só ignore obrigada pela atenção :)

_Shauni fev 20, 2022 • Responder

myuki_hyuuga fev 20, 2022 • Responder

@ myuki_hyuuga  claro eu irei traduzir!

@ myuki_hyuuga  muito obrigada ♡♡

_Shauni

fev 17, 2022

Decidi dar um tempo na Fanfic Tokyo Traduções é focar é postar uma Fanfic chamada Summer Tokyo onde será apenas traduções de Tokyo Revengers 18+

Maria_vlds fev 17, 2022 • Responder

_Shauni mar 06, 2022 • Responder

@ Yukizinha_nevezinha Achei interessante, só espero que eles sejam maiores de idade

Sim eles/elas serão maiores de idade

_Shauni

jan 27, 2022

Não quero mais viver, mas tenho medo de morrer o que eu faço?

Ver mais 1 resposta

Missmichaelisss jan 28, 2022 • Responder

pearlpriestess jan 28, 2022 • Responder

_Aki47_ jan 28, 2022 • Responder

@ Yukizinha_nevezinha  n se mata

@ Yukizinha_nevezinha  faz terapia

@ Yukizinha_nevezinha  pq não quer mais viver?

F4VST0BI

jan 20, 2022

Eu acabei de lançar o meu ghaphic shop, vocês poderia dar uma olhada? https://www.wattpad.com/story/298953792?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=favstobi&wp_originator=T%2F4tobQeXhlJTMo066%2FkpwpHDOwBMIBuC6rexkMm6JEUHpJ5wXwavXvR7Ug2pnbWqxRaGX%2BEJMS9QVTdDqNMejlblOordM2qpPJ3AVUj%2FjIvGkQXL238sSAM%2Fxb7gh81

F4VST0BI

jan 09, 2022

Olá tudo bem? Eu gostaria de pedir para você dar uma olhada na minha nova fic, traitor da Senju Akashi. https://www.wattpad.com/story/297380624?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=favstobi&wp_originator=T9rtd%2BBUx6TAxMLSMLiRbyfjIdiOfztDxgyKL4MmI%2Ff01YTtVVtn7yDgNr5cLuiujJEdLisEEJLzm8fhUlSQ57oQBKw9bGG49%2F2scvb071E6rNjt916nJV1tItQUMn3L

_Shauni jan 09, 2022 • Responder

@ favstobi  obrigada por recomendar sua nova fanfic eu irei ler com certeza

_Shauni

jan 05, 2022

Gente Por Favor se algum perfil está pedindo para denunciar por favor denunciem, principalmente se estiver ameaçando ou sendo Homofobico, Racista, Machista etc, ofender pessoas podem causar graves inseguranças a pessoa entre outras coisas

OlilJ3rk jan 05, 2022 • Responder

@Yukizinha_nevezinha  oque ta acontecendo? to por fora

Puuuuuhu

jan 03, 2022

Olá, espero que esteja bem!= ) Precisando de um pouco de adrenalina e de vilões ódiosos para descontar suas frustrações?(~‾▿‾)~ Estamos escrevendo um livro de aventura e ficção científica, com uma quantida quenerosa de pólvora, sangue e garras. ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ Os escritores estão tentando desenvolver telepatia para descobrir suas críticas e feedbacks sobre o livro, enquanto vocês não comentam( ⚈̥̥̥̥̥́⌢⚈̥̥̥̥̥̀) https://www.wattpad.com/story/200803324?utm_source= (Não esqueça de beber água e de sorrir, pois libera serotonina e endorfina no teu cérebro, o que vai te deixar mais feliz) ✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧

Dama De Ferro (EM EDIÇÃO)

Querer o bem não é o bastante pra sobreviver na guerra em que a mais ínfima esperança se torna em pó junto com a vida do coração boçal! (Victoria) [...]MESMO QUE MINHA CARNE APODREÇA! EU AINDA VOU VOLTAR PARA CASA! - GRITEI CUSPINDO SANGUE. [...]minha mandíbula não conseguia nem ao menos abrir, então apenas gemi em agonia tentando falar um nome. - Sim! Sou eu, mãe. - Algo molhado começou a cair s...

_Shauni jan 03, 2022 • Responder

@ Puuuuuhu  Obrigada por enviar está mensagem eu irei ler é irei comentar muito obrigada!

_Shauni

jan 01, 2022

Feliz ano novo pessoal! Que 2022 não seja tão repleto de derrotas, que vocês que estão sofrendo com algo melhorem Bjs a todos vocês! Eu amo cada um de vocês!!!

Kyansie jan 01, 2022 • Responder

@ Yukizinha_nevezinha  Feliz ano novo ♡

_Shauni

dez 09, 2021

Playlist de Little Angel-https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5i5DnJVSTSjFTwm04zQDs7 Playlist de ─ ,   ♡ ;-https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6rova4QspCdRFh6Gw9rSXK

_Shauni

dez 08, 2021

Gente coloquei a Fanfic Tokyo Traduções como completa mais talvez eu atualize ou não Bjs I'm Love You Baby

_Shauni

nov 28, 2021

Gente finalmente consegui entrar no site do Wattpad de novo era só reiniciar a internet mais eu estou fazendo uma Fanfic chama ઇ♡ Little angel ♡ଓ||Tokyo Revengers x Reader|| como o próprio nome diz sim é uma de Tokyo Revengers mais eu ainda vou fazer de outros animes assim como um novo ''Imagine de Animes''

_Shauni

nov 23, 2021

Gente o meu computador da dando que o Wattpad ta sem internet então eu não seu até quando ele vai ficar assim então se as atualizações demorar é por conta disso

nanamispace

nov 01, 2021

amo seu perfil

_Shauni nov 18, 2021 • Responder

@ afecttangelx  obg!

Yugkookx

out 16, 2021

Olá, eu vim aqui divulgar meu novo projeto, o livro "I am your savior" do mitsuya um personagem de um mangá/anime, mitsuya. SINOPSE: uma garota pequena e corajosa irmã de baji um dos membros da gangue mais falada e famosa de tokyo, toman, incluindo vários outros membros. Um garoto de cabelos purple claro, assim como seus olhos, um brinco de cruz em apenas uma orelha, as sobrancelhas falhadas, mas aquelas sobrancelhas era seu charmes. Ele se tornar seu salvador ao se envolver em uma briga perigosa que acaba se envolvendo. — quem é você ? — eu sou seu salvador, gatinha!! Um amor cheio de coragem cresce entre mitsuya e você, apesa disso vocês enfrentam o perigos juntos." [Conteúdo erótico, violência, +18, Heterossexual, LGBT] Como leitores não caem do céu, eu estou panfletando;           [para saber mais sobre o livro me siga na conta principal @taebluex] link : https://www.wattpad.com/story/288312765?

𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐑 • k.mitsuya

[EM ANDAMENTO] Uma garota pequena e corajosa irmã de baji um dos membros da gangue mais falada e famosa de tokyo, toman, incluindo vários outros membros. Um garoto de cabelos purple um pouco longos, um brinco de cruz em apenas uma orelha, as sobrancelhas falhadas. Ele se tornar seu salvador ao se envolver em uma briga perigosa que acaba se envolvendo. - quem é você ? - eu sou seu salvador, gat...

_Shauni out 30, 2021 • Responder

@Yugkookx Irei ler é obrigada por me apresentar!!

Theylovegaby111

out 09, 2021

Moça pra traduzir uma história devemos pedir autorização do (a) Autor (a)???

_Shauni out 30, 2021 • Responder

@Gabriella3517 Sim mais como eu faço pelo pc não tem como eu mostrar que eu pedi a autorização é não se esquece de dar créditos pela pessoa

twinslick

out 07, 2021

amg como você pesquisa os imagines no tumblr, e quais tags você usa??

_Shauni out 30, 2021 • Responder

@twinslick normalmente eu uso #Tokyo Revengers x Reader ou para Hot # Tokyo Revengers smut

Lysandroz3

set 17, 2021

Autora você poderia fazer mais headcanons do Mikey  com a s/n sendo  irmã dele com hot ?

_Shauni set 17, 2021 • Responder

@Lysandroz3 sim irei tentar traduzir mais desse tema

l0v3izana

set 14, 2021

Autora, vc pode pfvr fazer mais Headcanons da tenjiku?

_Shauni set 14, 2021 • Responder

@ haruki0_0  sim irei trazer mais da Tenjiku traduzido

l0v3izana

set 11, 2021

Autora faz mais Headcanons da tenjiku eu imploro

lover_little set 12, 2021 • Responder

@ haruki0_0 Concordo plenamente, ficou perfeito, faz mais por favor

CamillySouza772

set 06, 2021

Mano sei que e estranho mais se vc puder faz do Sasuke ( de Naruto) como irmã ( com hot claro) eu gostaria muito

_Shauni set 06, 2021 • Responder

@ CamillySouza772  ah claro eu irei tentar é desculpa a demoras se demorar é do livro de smut/hot né?

_Shauni

jun 25, 2021

Gente então eu vou mudar a fanfic de tokyo revengers mas vou continuar bjs boa noite/dia/tarde/madrugada❤

ymirxex jun 25, 2021 • Responder

@ ma_chanotakubr  faça o que você quiser amore, estarei sempre aqui ❤️

_Shauni

jun 02, 2021

gente vou fazer uma fanfic do anime hanako-kun mas a nossa queridinha s/n tem ansiedade é depressão então pode ser um pouco pesada

AkoYokai

abr 23, 2021

Oii lana-chan! to começando a ler suas histórias e já to amando!!! <3

_Shauni abr 25, 2021 • Responder

@AkoYokai  muito obrigado pela sua adoração pelas minhas histórias (ɔ◔‿◔)ɔ ♥

[luvyumemi]

Clean up your mess.

childe x princess!reader

Word count — 0.9 k

cw — non graphic depictions of death,blood,non sexual degration

genre — hurt no comfort.

summary — childe was sent out to kill your father, setting out to leave the palace they hear crying going back to the scene they see you crying over your fathers dead body.

background music —

“A king you say? , how interesting. Alright, I'll be on my way !”

Childe heads out of the door. You know most people wouldn't have that much glee on their face when they're told to kill someone but I guess childe isn't most people huh? Killing a king, now that was something childe hasn't done before. boots crushing on the snowy grounds of Snezhnaya he couldn't help but think about his “victim” does he have a family? If so, does he cherish them? Well, he better because these moments will be the last he’ll ever see them again.

Then he arrived, modest weather obviously warmer than Snezhnaya but not hot, it looked similar to monstad in a way but simultaneously different. could it be that he liked it here? hemp, not a chance. He stops with the chitter-chatter and heads on with his mission. Of course, there's no time to waste. Do you know how hard it is to infiltrate a palace? No, you don't.

“ according to the schedule of the king, he should be here soon.”

Childes' curious eyes glid across the king's tea area. scaling around every object in the room, the room just looked gloomy. He didn't know how to explain it; there was just no sense of happiness in there. Not too long after noticing a family photo.

“So he does have a family, what a shame.”

Most people knowing his personality would think this was satirical but no, every word that slipped out of his mouth at that moment was pure misery. tearing a family apart was not something childe particularly enjoyed doing but it was rather he had to. oh here comes the king.

“ Yes, I understand that I have a meeting to attend to but just give me some alone time, please? for once.”

As the door slammed behind him the king let out a sigh. childe wonders

“Is he too stressed to notice or something? Well, I'm not complaining, makes my job easier?”

Pulling the dagger from his left pocket, he glances at it for a moment but remembers the task at hand. steering towards the king he seems to be aware of remotely his now presence, not much of a difference to childe anyway since his going die to either route he takes, screaming, shouting, or even briber whatever he tried wouldn't phase him.

“Hey wh- who are you w- we can talk abo-”

The king's frantic words were sadly cut off by a blade that slashed his throat a sense of pride suddenly ran thru childe's veins still making quite the mess, blood on his papers all on his photos well at least the room had a little color tho whoever cleans this is gonna have a heck of a time, childe didn't care because he wasn't the one who had to clean up the mess, he never was.

“Okayy now that's done I can leave, wonder what his meeting was about. huh I guess we’ll never know”

Out the door he goes,trabling down he stairs wondering what his next task will be. the only problem is someone's crying, in the same exact room he just killed someone in. he knows going in will just make his task harder but he can't shake the off the "guilt", he's never felt like this before, was it because he had a family or was it that he guy didn't do much wrong. he doesn't know Tsaritsa just wanted the guy dead.he open the door he just went out of a few minutes ago he sees a girl not just any girl but a princess,body hanging over her fathers dead lifeless one she clung to it as if it was going to bring him back but nothing,no sing of life,no movement,nothing. she was just left sobbing there, assumably alone,he knew there was nothing that could fix this,back turned to the wall eyes on the floor. there was this disgusting feeling seeping all over his body he felt like he was catching a disease one not lethal but one that brought executing pain,slumping his body over to you

“Sorry.”

That's all any other words he wanted to say refused to come out of his mouth, you couldn't speak either the man that took your father, your guide, your helper, is now apologizing like it's some candy he stole? How dare he lay his disgusting, filthy, fleabag hands on you “how could he”

Is the words that repeated through your mind, how did he even muster up the courage- no pride to speak to you, to look at you, to touch you. you were revolted by his mere existence and childe could tell the guilt was eating him alive rightfully so,he knows he doesn't deserve to feel any type of guilt right now he knows full well what he did and he did it anyway. how could a person do something like this a still feels bad for themself,simply nauseating. You saw his lips separate like he was going to say something, you stopped him.

“Hands off, Mutt.”

There was a shock going through his body and you could see it, his dignity shattered at that point if, he had any left. Removing his left arm off your back as he didn't deserve to speak to you not even to think about touching you. there was nothing he could do to make it better. helpless ,that's how he was supposed to make his victims feel, for once he's cleaning up the mess.

A.N — this was really fun to like hope you like it i tried to make it a lil longer but it still didnt reach 1.0 k i might make a scara ver idk

[bumbleklee]

the date

masterlist | 1k prompt masterlist | family series

prompt: your roommate wins a competition for a date with kaeya alberich except...who the fuck is kaeya alberich? [based off this]

pairings: kaeya x gn!reader

warnings: some cursing, 2.5k words

You’re woken up at six in the morning to the incessant sound of fingers tapping against keys from the bunk bed above you. In your groggy state, you manage to kick the flat boards underneath the bed. “God, Lumine, do you even know what time it is?”

“It’s six in the morning,” Your roommate answers matter-of-factly. “But it’s eleven in the morning in England.”

You process her words, “Okay…?”

Lumine peels herself away from her keyboard to dip her head over the side of the bed, “Meaning they’re about to announce who won the Kaeya Alberich date!”

“Who the fuck is Kaeya Alberich?”

“Who the fuck is Kaeya Alberich?” Lumine closes her laptop and sends it down onto your own bed. She then climbs the ladder halfway before launching herself directly on top of you. You can barely groan before she’s rolling off of you and reopening her laptop. “Kaeya Alberich the bassist in [band name] — come on Y/N, we’ve been over this before!”

You blink slowly. Lumine was obsessed with a million different bands, how were you supposed to remember this specific one? You try to wrack your brain for any mentions of the performer of the band but nothing comes to you.

“I signed you up,” She continued casually. “You and Kaeya would get along so great.”

“What? Why me?” You finally sit up, accepting the fact that you won’t be going back to sleep anytime soon. “They’re your favorite band.”

Lumine flaunts heart-eyes at her screen, “My heart belongs to Ajax. I could never cheat on him.”

You want to remind your roommate you can’t cheat on someone you’re not with but with the way her eyes light up about the mention of the singer, you can’t bear to break her heart. Besides, you’re a good friend and Lumine is clearly excited so you can pretend to be excited too, at least, for like, a few minutes.

“They sent me a passcode to my email and in —” Lumine checks the time “ —ten minutes, this screen will change and a bunch of letters will pop up on screen. If my passcode matches theirs, then we won.”

“Hm,” You say. “Did you spend any money?”

Lumine shakes her head, “No money.”

You’re glad. Last time Lumine entered a contest revolving around a band, she spent three hundred dollars on a chance to get a signed blanket (spoiler: she didn’t win).

You zone out of the next ten minutes. You’re stuck in a state of exhaustion and awakeness and from the angle your head is at, you can see Lumine live-Tweeting from her laptop. You don’t expect Lumine to win. Honestly, you don’t expect anyone to win. Or maybe a bot will win. Either way, it won’t be Lumine and soon you can go back to sleep…

“OH MY GOD.”

“What?”

“I — you — I won the contest!”

You blink a few times and pick your head up. “You did?”

“You’re going on a date with Kaeya Alberich!”

“I am?”

Lumine is practically bouncing in her seat. There’s a huge smile on her face and you squint your eyes in the dark bedroom, seeing animated confetti being thrown across her laptop screen. There’s a mess of a word on the screen and Lumine is taking a video of it.

You don’t really want to go on a date with Kyle Alberich…no, Kaeya Alberich. But Lumine has already made it clear that she won’t go on the date because of her celebrity-boyfriend-that-doesn’t-know-she-exists. You wonder if you can sell the date and chuckle to yourself. ‘Want a date with Kaeya Alberich? I’ll give it to you for five dollars and an order of crab rangoons.’

“Y/N, are you listening to me?”

“Huh? Oh, sorry. What was that?”

“I said,” Lumine rolls her eyes at you, “They’ll be in contact with all of the details this week and the date will be sometime next month.”

“Oh, great,” You say. “Can I go back to bed now?”

When you’ve convinced Lumine that she can celebrate winning the contest later and that you both need to get some more sleep to conquer the day, you find yourself scrolling on your phone. His name, Kaeya Alberich, is trending on Twitter so you open the tag. There’s a million different photos of him from fan-pages and you spend a little too much time staring at each one. You’re not a shallow person, Kaeya is attractive. The more you think about it, the more you realize that you’d have to be stupid to turn down the date.

But you don’t even know Kaeya. He might be a total asshole.

(Lumine says he isn’t but what does she know? She thinks any man that breathes in her direction is husband-material.)

An hour later, you’re utterly fucked.

You shouldn’t have fallen down into the rabbit hole that’s Kaeya Alberich. You should have just ended with the assumption that he’s an asshole and you could pass on the date to some superfan and wipe your hands clean. Instead, you have seventeen tabs open on your own laptop and you’ve watched an hour of [band name] interviews on YouTube. Their albums have been playing in the background and you’ve stopped yourself from bouncing your foot more than one.

There’s no way to get around it: Kaeya Alberich is drop-dead gorgeous, extremely witty and charming, and suddenly you wouldn’t mind being his arm candy for a night.

Lumine sets up the date for you, which you’re grateful for mostly because you didn’t know what to say to the talent agency. And by the end of the week, the date is set for next month. You don’t get anymore information than that, only an access-pass to the agency and a time.

You spend the next few weeks diving into Kaeya Alberich even more. You probably know more about him than Lumine now — and that’s saying a lot. He seems like a national treasure, he really does, and you cross your fingers that’s not just a persona.

He has a cat. That means something, right?

When the day of the date rolls around, Lumine is more anxious than you are. She spends an hour picking out what you’re going to wear (“Kaeya likes the color blue, here’s a blue shirt”) and how you’re going to do you’re hair (“you want to keep it off your face so Kaeya can look into your eyes as many times as possible”) and even coaching you on how to act (“don’t fangirl too hard, Kaeya might get turned off”).

The drive to the talent agency is an hour long and you would be lying if you said you weren’t glad when Lumine finally parked outside the building. You loved her, you really did, but all she was doing was making you nervous. You take a deep breath and get out of the car, heading into the building.

Your fingers clasp around the access-pass, which you printed in black-and-white from the library that morning, and take in your surroundings. You’ve never been in a talent agency before but you weren’t expecting such…a normal building. If you didn’t know any better, you would have thought this was a normal office building.

“Can I help you?”

You turn to the reception and an older woman smiles warmly at you.

“Oh, um, I’m here for…a date?” You hold up the access-pass and figure showing her what you were there for might be easier.

The woman’s face lights up, “You’re right on time! Let me tell everyone you’re here.” She picks up the phone on her desk and presses a button, waiting a moment before speaking into it. She’s talking quietly and you can barely hear her. “They’ll be down shortly. You can have a seat, sweetheart.”

You’re feeling nervous and excited and mostly terrified for this date. You’ve never been this nervous for a date before, so why was this particular one riling you up? Was it because the other person was famous?

“Hi.”

And there he is.

“You must be Y/N.”

Kaeya Alberich is so much prettier in person, so much that you’re suddenly a firm believer that pictures and videos don’t do him justice.

“Hi, yeah,” You say, standing up quickly. “Um, I’m Y/N. Sorry, you already know that.”

He laughs.

He fucking laughs and you think you’re going to explode.

“I’m Kaeya,” He says. “But you already knew that.” He looks over his shoulder to his, presumably, management and says, “I’ve got it from here. I’ll text you if anything happens.” And just like that, you’re alone with Kaeya Alberich.

You fiddle with the hem of your shirt, “Did you have anything planned?”

Kaeya shrugs his shoulders, “Not really. I figured I would let you choose.”

Oh great. You ponder the opportunity for a minute, “Do you want to get Chinese food?”

“This is your hometurf, lead the way.” You don’t have the heart to tell him you don’t live around here.

You start walking to the parking lot before you abruptly stop in the middle of the road. Kaeya bumps into the back of your heels and you turn around with tight lips. “I can’t drive,” You say flatly, “And I’m guessing you don’t have a car around here.”

“You’ve guessed correctly.”

You rub the back of your neck. The date is going south already.

“We can walk somewhere,” Kaeya adds, “I don’t mind.”

You drum your fingers against your thighs, “Alright. Let’s walk.”

So, you do. The nice thing about where the talent agency is located is that there is a downtown area nearby. Of course, it would have been nicer to drive to it, but the twenty minute walk isn’t horrible. Besides, there’s never a lull in the conversation with Kaeya.

“So, tell me about yourself,” Kaeya continues.

“Cliche much?” You say and Kaeya chuckles. “About myself? Hm…I’m a student at Howard, it’s a college nearby, and…I like going for long walks on the beach.”

“And you want to call me cliche?”

You shrug playfully, “What can I say? I’m a simple human. What about you?”

“I’m sure you know everything about me already,” Kaeya answers and you don’t miss the tinge of sadness in his voice.

“I’m sure I don’t,” You challenge.

“Alright,�� Kaeya says, a crooked smile forming on his face. “Name’s Kaeya and I like butter pecan ice cream and going to the movies.”

“Interesting,” You say curiously. Going to the movies sounds fun. “See? I didn’t know that about you.”

Kaeya stretches his arms, “Don’t judge me now that you know my deepest secrets.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

Talking with Kaeya is easy — much easier than you thought it was going to be. You learn a lot about him that you wouldn’t be able to find in some online interview, like how Kaeya is bitter towards his management for a multitude of reasons and actually doesn’t get along great with his one bandmate, Diluc.

You find a pizza parlor in town and it’s not the nicest place, but neither of you seem to mind. And despite acting like he had a figure to keep, Kaeya can eat.

“Pizza is my favorite food,” Kaeya says after ordering three separate pies. “But Zhongli can’t eat gluten or lactose, so I rarely get to have it when we’re all together.”

You nod your head and let Kaeya talk. You like his voice.

“Have you listened to our new record?”

“Yes,” You say quickly, almost too-quickly, “I love it.”

Kaeya grins. “Really?”

“Yeah, really.” You feel yourself wavering slightly. Kaeya looks ecstatic and it’s not like you’re lying about the record, but you can’t help but feel like you’re lying about everything else. “I feel like I should tell you something.”

Kaeya cocks his head at you curiously, “Please don’t tell me you’ve been stalking me for the past three years and this was your big break to kidnap me?”

“What? No,” You laugh loudly and it reaches your eyes. When you’ve regained your breath you sigh, “I didn’t know who you were up until a month ago. My roommate entered the competition because she wanted us to meet or something. She said, and I quote, we would be great together.”

Kaeya snorts, clearly amused. “Your roommate wasn’t wrong about that,” He says. Before you can answer, he adds, “So, did you look me up or something?”

“Or something…” You trail off, feeling a bit embarrassed. You don’t want to admit how much you looked Kaeya up to prepare yourself for this date.

“Are you having a good time, at least?” He continues, “I’d hate for you to go all this way just to go on a date with a guy you don’t care about and have a horrible time.” Kaeya looks amused the whole time.

“I am,” You say honestly.

“That’s good news for me,” Kaeya answers, “Because I’m having a good time, too.”

A waiter brings over the pizzas and Kaeya dives into one of them, his face lighting up. You grab a slice and try to process what he’s telling you. He scarfs down two slices of pizza before you’ve even touched yours.

“You don’t like it?”

“No, no,” You assure him. That’s not it. The pizza is fine, it’s great even, it’s just the fact that Kaeya Alberich is enjoying himself on a date with you.

“Did I make you uncomfortable?”

You look up, “No, you didn’t. What made you think that?”

“You just went kind of quiet. I thought maybe I weirded you out.”

“You didn’t do anything,” You explain, “I’m just…surprised you’re having a good time.”

“Should I not be?” Kaeya raises an eyebrow.

“I don’t know,” You say, “Do you have to say you’re having a good time for publicity or something?”

Kaeya shakes his head, “Of course not. I’m really having a good time. You’re great.” He reaches across the table and wraps his large hand around your closed one, squeezing your fist once. “We’re eating pizza and having a conversation like humans. Makes me want to ask you out on a real date.”

You stare, “What do you mean ‘a real date’?”

“You know,” Kaeya says, “Like a normal date. Not one that’s through a contest.”

“Oh.”

“Is that something you’d want to do with me?” Kaeya wonders, his voice sounding shy.

You shrug, “I wouldn’t mind it.”

“Then it’s settled,” Kaeya grins, “What are you doing next weekend?”

You pretend to check the calendar app on your phone and dramatically tap your chin, “Hm…I think I’m going on a date with Kaeya Alberich.”

taglist (to be added)

@x-zho​ @makamarieaika​ @myaaki​ @skauxsa​ @kaz3yo​ @bookuya​ @angryhope​ @lordbugs​ @sleepykitty21​ @noctua-koi​ @byul-park​ @dazaisfavgf​ @antsn​

[gagmebucky]

okay, so i was sent a message regarding this fanfic (https://valb3rry.tumblr.com/post/657094267342290944/breed-me-summary-in-which-they-cum-inside-you) by tumblr user @valb3rry​ in the diluc section in the fic, asking me if that was my blog — it is NOT.

i was asked this because that section is very similar this fanfic (https://gagmebucky.tumblr.com/post/187610917978/its-me-again-back-with-another-breeding-kink) i posted in september 2019.

my fic posted on September 9th 2019 versus their fic posted on July 18th 2021

and YES im posting this publicly because if you can plagiarize someone’s work publicly then you can get called out publicly 😭😭😭😭 like why would you do this???

UPDATE: (9/12/21) this same fic was plagiarized again in the haikyuu fandom by another blog they created — read that post here — after being called out for a second time, the user deleted their blog together, confirming it was the same user as the one above.

[blood-in-street]

capa geshin impact

[emmbny]

You never miss with your writing!

Oracle!Reader Part 9

Part 1, Part 8

Warning! This chapter has some gore and death! Remember my sagau has darker worldbuilding and it's an imposter au! Yanderes is a warning in itself.

Muffled thumping and talking bothered your slumber. Feeling groggy you opened your eyes slowly. A groan slips past your lips as your head pounds when you move to sit up. What happened last night?

Memories of the night before coming back to you in a trickle before it rushes your mind all at once. Your mask!

Urgently you feel your face and relax a little at it still being there. But what if Kazuha took it off and put it back on? You would be put in a cell, right? The bedding underneath you were still soft and warm in fact something even warmer was on your legs too...

Looking down you see a head of white and red hair resting on your leg. The sleeping face of Kazuha with bed hair was sitting on a chair letting his upper body rest on the bed.

As cute as he was, sleeping very content on your legs you needed answers to whether he removed your mask or not. Why he was sleeping here was secondary.

"Kazuha? Kazuha, wake up!" You shake his shoulders gently as you call his name. He wakes up almost immediately no doubt due to his sensitive hearing.

"Y/N? Why are you-? Oh. Oh, I'm so sorry." It doesn't take Kazuha long to realize the situation as he jumps away from the bed in a hurry. The slight red to his ears as he turns his head away from you is an easy indicator to his embarrassment.

"It's fine really. You carried me back to my room, right? Thank you for that." His reaction was technically positive while referring you by name meaning he didn't take it off. You should be fine... for now.

"It was no trouble Y/N, especially as you had done the same for me the first night. It's just a little worrying how tired I got once I laid you on the bed. I must have been exhausted from the battle since I didn't drink anything."

Kazuha's complexion starts to cool down as he speaks about the sudden sleepiness. It's quite convenient, a little too convenient. Teyvat probably had a hand in this. You were grateful for it either way.

Politely you dismiss Kazuha who is more than eager to escape the situation. Packing up the last of your stuff and freshening up, you leave the room and climb the stairs.

The cawing of birds become clear, and you look to see the bustling pier of Liyue Harbor. You recognize it as the farthest pier from the city entrance. Unlike the game where you only saw a few people and sellers, it was much busier now.

People of all colors and clothing walked around buying, selling, playing, and working. Liyue was said to be home to many people meeting, so it was nice to see an actual busy port.

Tightening your grip on the strap of the bag, you hope that the crowd will help you escape from meeting any acolytes. Zhongli, Ningguang, and Yelan were the top people to avoid. A smart, well connected Ningguang is far more dangerous than the isolated adeptus Ganyu or Xiao.

"Y/N! Y/N!" Turning around at the sound of your name, a hug from a very excited chef and panda nearly topples you. Smiling a little you hug her back.

"Woke up fine after passing out like that Xiangling?" She pulls away with a pout at your words. Guoba is still clinging to you, and you pet his head while smiling at Xiangling.

"I'll be able to handle more next time! I swear it." You nod along to her determination before asking her a question.

"Where's Xinyan? I know she had a performance today; did she leave already?"

"That's correct. Xinyan had to leave around the same time Beidou left for business. Furong relayed her message to me about it."

Kazuha strolls to where you're standing with Xiangling. He's carrying a small bag with him hinting that he might be staying in Liyue for a while.

"That's a shame, maybe I'll get to see her when I'm in Liyue Harbor. I'm guessing you both have your own ideas on what to do in Liyue."

Speaking casually, you begin walking off the boat onto the port, Kazuha and Xiangling follow behind you.

Xiangling speaks about fishing before going to Wanmin Restaurant where she can go back to helping her dad. Kazuha's calm voice mentions a trip to the Lisha area where he had yet to explore.

Keeping your tone light, you vaguely speak of traveling around and the possibility of visiting another nation. It's best to have a flexible track record to avoid being stuck in any minor lies.

The crowd around you seems to grow thicker. It pushes the three of you together into a clump in the crowd. The smell of fish, sweat, and salt is grossing you out.

Kazuha's featherlight grip on your wrist and Xiangling's warm hand on your shoulder are what helped you all stay together and escape the masses. You sigh in relief at the cool breeze sweeping away the hot sticky feeling.

Quickly you begin saying your goodbyes to them only to be surprised by their slight clinginess.

"Why are you leaving so fast? I can treat you to a meal at Wanmin Restaurant first." She keeps her hand on your shoulder as she inches closer. Trills come from below and you look to see Guoba clinging to your leg. When did he come over?

"I agree, we don't have to split so fast. If anything, you can explore the Lisha area with me." Kazuha changes his grip from your wrist to your hand with ease.

You would be more than happy to, but you really didn't want to attract more vision holders. They would inevitably ask about you since you awakened most of them. That would lead to more questions, more lies, and less freedom.

"I'm sorry but I do have things to take care of in the city first. I don't want to hold either of you back. Xiangling, the fish you want are only around this time of day and Kazuha, I won't have you waiting hours or even days for me." You speak with firm tone and escape their holds.

Xiangling and Guoba wear matching sad puppy looks while Kazuha seems calm. The slight tremble of his hands as he waves goodbye to you doesn't go unnoticed.

He really can't understand just why he's so attached to you. It's not like him to get this troubled by saying goodbye to people he's met during his travels. His hand shook resisting the urge to hold you again.

Perhaps some time away from you would be good. For you and him.

You turn the corner around Hanfeng's Ironmongers and release the breath you've been holding. Relaxing your shoulders, you resist the urge to groan as you walk along the stone floor.

This was certainly a new pattern that you've begun to notice in your acolytes but not unwelcome. Being clingy and attached to you will help blind them from any slip ups you might make. It was nice to feel loved by your comfort characters too...

The headache you've been sporting since you woke up pulses as if reminding you of its existence. Drinking on a boat was not your best decision but you wouldn't count it as your worst yet. That spot belonged to your moment of weakness with Gorou that gained Yae's attention.

Sighing you keep walking trying to remember the first stop you had planned.

"-thank you for supporting the Adventurers' Guild." Your ears perked at the end of the sentence and a person in the signature green outfit.

That's right, you wanted to finally join the Guild since you never got the chance to in Inazuma. With renewed vigor you walk further and climb up the stone steps.

As you begin climbing the wooden staircase (was it always this high?) you see a black hat and two long twin tails as you climb up. The body gestures and promotional voice are a clear indicator to who is gracing Lan, the Liyue Branch Master, with her presence.

"This new proposal is designed to make anyone, especially you agree to it. The Wangsheng Funeral Parlor is always up to date, so we increased the number of coffins you get with your first order to 150 wooden coffins due to departure of Rex Lapis."

You get to the top of the stairs letting you have front row seats to the amusing sale performance.

"I hope you remember the on-site cadaver collection service covering almost every region in Liyue. Because I'm proud to say that we now cover them all. The fee is still very affordable of course!"

Hu Tao smiles perfectly as Lan only gets more annoyed.

"Even when you had the traveler, I still rejected you."

"So, you do remember! That's perfect as now I won't have to drag her here to be a reference again. The Wangsheng Funeral Parlor fully understands why you may be hesitant to agree due to the social ideals. Despite the fact that everyone and everything ends. But it truly is in your best interest to agree to my proposal."

Hu Tao seems to get a little more desperate as Lan presses her hands to her temple.

"I mean, she isn't wrong." Your honest thoughts are spoken aloud drawing the women's attention to you.

Unlike Hu Tao's cheery and overly persuasive voice, you take on a more relaxed tone.

"You want to keep your adventurers safe and making them agree to this would look bad is what you're thinking right? But don't you see how Hu Tao's proposal is making them safer? An adventurer agrees to this job knowing that their life is in danger, if they get scared at the thought of signing that waiver then they aren't cut out for adventuring. How would they survive when attacked? They won't, so this may help prevent needless deaths."

Hu Tao's eyes sparkle at your words as Lan seems dumbstruck. You don't blame her, a random person coming up and taking Hu Tao's side on her business practices is a rarity.

"Now if you agree, you could prevent a lot of heart ache for those who are connected to the adventurers too. Someone has to pick up the bodies, Hu Tao's on-site cadaver collection is the best option. If not them then you'll need to have a different adventurer pick them up, have the family pick them up or pay a bigger fee for the Parlor to do it. You wouldn't want someone who was friends, coworker or family to deal with that corpse if you don't have to, right?"

This was all stuff you've wanted to tell Lan when you saw this scene in Hu Tao's story quest. It felt good finally getting it off your chest. Hu Tao's idea was really more like insurance similar to those who worked dangerous jobs like construction.

"Someone that recognizes my genius! I thought I had a way with words until I heard you speak of possibilities I couldn't even fathom. Tell me what's your name?"

Hu Tao shakes your hand excitedly and before you can even open your mouth to respond she looks back to Lan.

"But before that, I would like to seal the deal with Miss Lan on the offer. Wangsheng Funeral Parlor has a long and detailed history of honoring the client's requests on their death bed. So, agree to this now and reap all the benefits!"

"I said no, I'm not telling you again Hu Tao. Say what you will but I'm not changing my mind. And you, do you have any actual business with the Adventurers' Guild? If you do, speak to Katheryne if not then leave."

You chuckle at the way Lan stubbornly rejects Hu Tao with a scowl before piping up coyly.

"Well lucky for you Lan, I'm Y/N and I'm looking to be an adventurer." The smile you have seems to annoy Lan even further. She mutters something sounding very similar to "of course they are" and points at Kathryne.

"Miss Lan may be unwilling to partner up with me but the same can't be said the same for you Y/N. Those eyebags, slumped shoulders, and frizzy hair. All of that to point to you being chased by something intangible. Why don't you come over sometime and I can get you a 30% discount on a nice coffin as thanks for your help?"

Were you really that haggard looking or was Hu Tao exaggerating it to sell to you? The speed Hu Tao can switch targets from Lan to you is bit startling. Her elemental ghost creeps around her back to wrap around your waist pulling you closer to her.

"Much like you said earlier, an adventurer's life isn't easy! If you agree now, I can promise a special on-site cadaver collection that can extend as far as Monstadt and Sumeru. Buy now and save later, it's the families that regret not buying a coffin or spot for burial."

Well, you did vouch for Hu Tao's proposition earlier so it would be hypocritical to refuse now. But what if you're dragged back to Inazuma and die there? Or worse your identity is exposed leading to you not being allowed a funeral?

The furrow of your brows and finger on your chin as you mentally compare the pros and cons makes Hu Tao smile wider. Until an employee from the Funeral Parlor runs up the stairs calling her name.

"Director Hu Tao, we need your help with the same customer from last week. She keeps trying to change the plan last minute!"

Sighing in annoyance, Hu Tao releases you and steps backward letting you have your personal space back.

"It seems this must be all the time we have together Y/N." She keeps her hand over her heart as she speaks dramatically before wistfully continuing. "A meeting with someone like you is once in a lifetime, so here!"

A business card with the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor name, symbol and address is thrusted in front of you. The address changes to something readable as your fingers brush over the words and her cold rings as you take the card from her.

Do you even want to keep this paper? It's like a guaranteed ticket to meeting Zhongli who you've felt very conflicted about since you arrived here. He and Venti have had thousands of years to grow as worshippers while watching the cult grow. If anyone could pick up your lie, it would be them. Maybe burning the paper would be the best option.

You wave in slight befuddlement as the employee drags Hu Tao away in a hurry. Once she's out of sight, you turn back to the Adventurers' Guild front desk.

"So how do I start?"

After filling out the stacks of paperwork Katheryne handed you, you give it back and crack your wrist. It had asked all manners of questions from 'do you have any control over the elements?' to 'which of the three mushroom types is edible?'. Something tells you Lan made it purposefully harder.

Katheryne disappears into the building with Lan and after a few minutes she comes back out with a smile.

"Congratulations, you've been accepted into the Adventurers' Guild. I am unable to draw up an adventure rank for you but here is your adventurer handbook."

You take the familiar handbook from her and wince at the way her voice glitches when speaking about your adventure rank. Katheryne has always been a meta character so perhaps with your isekai'd statues the system is struggling. Or Teyvat is doing this to protect you as it's heavily implied Kathryne was created by Sandrone, the Fatui Harbinger.

"Due to your lack of adventure rank we will skip that area. Instead, we can give you the choice of wearing your regular clothes or the adventurers' uniform. It's made of material designed to stand against attacks, the weather, and long durations of time."

You smile and shake your head. That uniform would be a dead giveaway to your new job. Plus, it was kind of ugly, there was no way you would run around looking like Tingle from Zelda.

Wait why did they never offer the traveler the option to wear the uniform?

"Then let's get to the main aspect of adventuring, which is commissions. Between the choice of a single daily commission or four weekly commissions, you chose the latter. You are free to pick up your commissions tomorrow morning. Any questions or concerns?"

There was no option for four daily commissions on the paperwork. They must have given it due to the traveler proving their strength using the Dvalin stunt that happened right before the 'Welcome to the Adventurers' Guild' quest. Or because it's a game.

"Just one, will I have to fight abyss mages and hilichurls? Since I wrote that I could control some elements and fighting skills."

"Yes, you will have to face such monsters since you said yes to both questions. Of course, you won't be facing strong ones as all new adventurers start with easy monsters until their adventure rank rises. Unfortunately, since we can't assign you a rank, you will never be assigned commission focusing on stronger enemies."

What a relief! You already felt horrible at the thought of fighting against the cursed khaenri'ahs. Making the fight more difficult would just make it worse.

"Then ad astra abyssosque, Adventurer! With effort, you shall reach the stars and conquer the abyss!"

That signature phrase makes you smile at the robotic woman before leaving down the stairs. That had to be the simplest job interview you've every applied for!

Not to mention this is the only one you've ever successfully gotten hired for. Most deny you for not having a high school diploma and the rest for not having a GED. You would have gotten one if your old boss ever let you. But the way a gang keeps you trapped is by cutting off any other options. If you never get better, you can never leave.

You walk back down the stairs and stuff the handbook into your bag. What to do now? Visiting Hu Tao is not an option, and this was Liyue for crying out loud! You couldn't explore Inazuma in fear of being seen but the problem didn't exist in Liyue... for now at least.

Glancing at the teleport waypoint in the middle of the city, you make sure to keep a good distance from it. Accidentally activating it would be the worst thing especially with all the people around.

Pushing back any worries you begin exploring the Harbor while checking stores for anything useful. The red of the building frames were such an eye-catching design compared to the monochrome and neon buildings on Earth.

The lanterns and lights were off, but you could already imagine the sight of them illuminating the city. One thing you did note was how everyone walked on the stairs and avoided the smooth stone. Wasn't that one reserved for royalty or rather the Archons? Best that you avoid it too.

Unable to read the signs you took to spying the wares to see if the stores have what you need. Camping supplies like a tent, sleeping bag (the closest thing was a sleeping mat and a blanket), travel-sized hygiene tools, a lantern that holds a candle and a multi tool. Were the first things on your list.

You couldn't stay in hotels or get lucky enough like you did to stay with the Kamisatos so it's best to be prepared to sleep outside. Hotels and even motels are expensive so it's best to save money until you have a general income established.

Having a game bag was such a blessing. The shopkeepers looked surprised when you stuffed the whole tent into it but not to the point where it's absurd. The adepti inventions and the traveler seemed to have made all these things rare but not unheard of.

Another high priority was medical supplies. There was a chance that the Statue of the Seven could heal you but that could summon the respective Archon too. You didn't want to bleed to death while walking to one either. Unless you could teleport to them too...

With a good-sized medical kit, you go to the Wanmin restaurant and merely order from the outside. A good heaping of raw ingredients is added to your bag along with a cooking pot.

Second Life, the store nearby is perfect for some of the missing items like milk. The bag is timeless, so nothing ever rots or spoils. If you had something like this on Earth, you wouldn't have spent years going hungry.

You end up near Xigu Antiques and take out Beisht's scale from your bag. If you ever got low on money, then selling Beisht's scale could work. But using it as a bargaining chip or as a verification of being an oracle would be ideal.

"This scale is unlike I've ever seen. It's not only in perfect condition but it's overflowing with hydro energy. Inventors would pay around 5 million mora to power inventions using it. While jewelers like us would pay up to 2 million mora for it. Are you interested in selling it?"

You give a polite refusal before being extra careful in storing the scale. The last thing you want is its price tag going down. Only one thing left on the checklist of items you wanted to buy.

As you ran around looking for that particular shop, you slowed down near the toy seller. Granny Shan smiled at you with wrinkles crinkling as you admired the kites and toys on the bench.

"Hello young one, interested in any of the toys? The ready-made toys are all child sized but I'm open to commissions for specific toys as well."

There wasn't any point in buying anything. The money could be better spent on living expenses rather than kites or fireworks. With a well-mannered smile you're about to decline until you spot a toy design on a piece of paper.

The air in your lungs struggle to leave you as your hands gently pick up the paper to see it closer. A grey cat plushie design with black and white patches graces your eyes. Your lips are dry, and your throat feels tight.

"This design... Can I get the first finished product?"

"I would be happy to. This kind of toy must bring back some childhood memories, right?"

Granny Shan is oblivious to your inner turmoil as she writes down your name and takes the appropriate mora from you. "It'll be done in around two days. Feel free to pick up that day or the day after."

Thankfully it wasn't that expensive, and you leave the stall trying to regain your bearings. The reminder of your beloved Ashtray was sudden but bittersweet. You had a similar plushie in Earth that comforted you, maybe having one here would help you too.

After walking in a daze, you find yourself in front of a shop that was hidden away. It wasn't in the game but maybe that's because it would have been useless to note. Entering the shop, the sight of wind gliders sends you some excitement and nervousness.

Wind gliders of different designs and colors are hung around the shop as protective gear is stationed around on tables. The metallic of the middle structure of it are cold to the touch. A contradictory to the soft cotton hiding the bendable mechanics of the wings.

You're quickly attended to by an employee as they explain the functions and unique color schemes behind each glider. Some designs have monochrome colors to let the buyer color it themselves while others are bejeweled to hell and back.

The one you end up buying is a mild colored glider that suited your color scheme with gold and black mechanical parts. Hopefully you won't regret skipping on the protective gear, Teyvat would protect you from hurting yourself... right?

Who are you kidding? You didn't have a clue on how to use it. Gliding in the game and gliding in real life were two different things. Although they explained the basic of attaching it to the back of your clothes and how it'll automatically deploy at certain velocity. That didn't fix the fact that you don't have a license to use it or any actual knowledge.

There's a bookstore in Liyue right? You already needed to buy some books on camping and the in-depth flora so you can pick up a more detailed gliding instruction manual too.

Feeling a bit lost you climb the red staircases vaguely remembering that the bookstore should be above ground floor. What you end up coming across first is the Heyu Tea House where Yun Jin usually performs.

It's a lot bigger than it was shown in game. This one actually looks like it can hold her performance. A border is set around the stage as a paper is stuck to it. Getting closer you run your fingers over the words.

'Yun Jin performing in less than two hours! The final act to the opera: The Lonely Chameleon!'

Great, now you know exactly where not to be in two hours. You would undoubtably miss whatever story she would be telling as it's the last act. Why be there and potentially draw attention and embarrassment to yourself?

Continuing your journey, you end up being forced to walk past the Northland Back. Vlad, the daytime guard that you were cheering on to end up with Nadia, the night guard was a lot more intimidating in person.

You walk past quickly as the memories of meeting Childe, learning the truth of Zhongli and stealing the chest inside the bank enter your mind. It was years ago that you did that quest, but it felt nostalgic with you walking past it like this.

Confusion is clear on your face as you look across the staircase and see the bookstore much farther than you thought. Slapping your hand lightly on your face you audibly groan at the realization.

You climbed the wrong staircase.

After backtracking, getting a little more lost and finally climbing what you think is the right staircase you are greeted by the bookshelves. A sigh of relief leaves you as your fingers trail against the spines of the books to read the titles.

Most of these you already have in the game screen and can access anytime. An in-depth gliding book, natural Liyue flora book, and a camping book are all paid for with your mora pouch that is much lighter than when you first arrived at Liyue.

Unfortunately, you had to give up on finding a book on tracking and hunting. Seems someone had already bought the last copy.

Slowly you walk back to the area where the bridge connected to the Harbor. The sun was close to setting with the orange hue embracing the sky. Most people are already home with only a few children and the usual dogs hanging out on the bridge. Passing by the alchemy table and pond your tired thoughts begin to wander.

To think alchemy was a real thing in this world. In some ways Teyvat surpassed Earth's technology using it while they were also limited due to it. You could probably make a lot of money by inventing the most useful tools you saw on Earth. Like the creation of a bicycle or at least a tricycle was revolutionary during this era.

"I'm happy to walk ya back Yun Jin but I really can't stay."

"I understand Xinyan so thank you for escorting me back to the Heyu Tea House."

You freeze at the foot of the bridge as the faint figures of Xinyan and Yun Jin walk from the other side of the bridge. Yun Jin must have gone to watch Xinyan's performance but wasn't hers supposed to start in less than an hour?

A loud bang catches your attention as the sound of electro crystalizing is heard from the city on your left. Two geovishap hatchlings speed out of somewhere from the city as Keqing chases them. The hatchlings circle around Keqing as she continuesly dodges their attacks.

"Everyone be careful! Please keep a clear distance from this area for your own safety!"

Watching in surprise you stand at the foot of the bridge as the kids and dogs get closer to you. Seems Beidou wasn't kidding when she said that the monsters and Ley lines were acting strange. The game has had monsters get close to the cities but never inside it.

As Keqing continues to block and attack the hatchlings, Xinyan and Yun Jin get to the halfway point of the bridge. Heavy footsteps of multiple guards can be heard from the direction Keqing came from.

The geovishap hatchlings startle at the vibrations and curl back into balls moving in a fast pace toward the bridge. The same bridge that you were in front of!

Urgently you're about to move out the way when the children hold onto your clothes in fear. Combine that with the two dogs blocking your feet, moving out of the way was impossible.

Did you have enough time to get your sickle out of your bag? Was there anything else you can use?! The hatchlings speed up as Keqing notices your predicament and rushes over. You can already tell that even if she used her skill, she wouldn't make it in time.

Trembling the kids close their eyes and bury their heads into your clothing. The dogs bark and growl at the approaching hatchlings. Gritting your teeth, you close your eyes and hold your arms out in some form of defense.

The rough rocks of the hatchling scrape your hand and you swing your arm to the side from the pain. The hatchling makes a pitiful whimper as it's pushed back by the sickle appearing in your hands.

In surprise you examine the sickle in your hands. Did you really get the ability to sheathe and unsheathe your weapon without manually holding it? It's quite late seeing as you could have used this during Beisht's battle but better late than never.

Did the creatures really not recognize you as the creator?

Your blood from the scrape drips down your hand and hits the ground. You could tell that something changed within the geovishap hatchlings... The one that scratched your hand started to spin around in circles for seemingly no reason.

The second hatchling lunged at the first one with teeth and claws barred out. It pins the first one to the ground and brutally stabs it as it bites chunks of rock out of its skin.

Everyone around stops at the scene and watches it in horrific disbelief. The blood splatters all over the floor and the smell of copper invades your nose. The bloody barely moving corpse of the hatchling starts to weakly crawl to you.

The kids shriek and the dogs whine as the chipped bloody geo claw reaches toward you. Unlike how threatening it felt earlier, the sight of it trying so desperately to reach you had grief swelling up inside.

The second hatchling with bloody rocks and crimson flowing out of its jaw follows it as it's club like tail raises. The tail is slammed down onto the it's victim with no remorse repeatedly. As the rocky exterior is beaten away blood flies off the body.

Your body takes the brunt of the splashing blood as you cannot stop staring at the corpse. By the time the tail is lifted off the body, all that's left is a bloody pulp of rock, scales and flesh.

Everything is silent for a moment as the sole Geo hatchling looks up at you. It seems happy? Maybe even proud of what it did. It rips off the gold horn from the corpse and places it at your feet.

You stare down at the item as you shakily pick it up. It's still warm. Whether from the blood or the newly deceased creature, you aren't sure.

The background seems to blur as you stare at it. The children running to their parents, Keqing yelling out orders, Yun Jin and Xinyan trying to get past without attracting the attention of the hatchling. All of it fades away.

What caused this situation to happen? They didn't recognize you until your blood dribbled out. Teyvat was calling strong creatures to protect you so maybe the weaker ones hadn't got the message yet? Should you be mad at the hatchling that stands at your feet looking at you with adoration?

If a person did this, you would be appalled. But nature was never kind and Teyvat had its own laws. Even if you did kill the geo hatchling for murdering its brethren, it wouldn't stop anything. They aren't like humans who can understand your words and worries. Besides the hatchling didn't do it in your name like the acolytes' sacrificial events, it did it to protect you...

You snap back into attention as Keqing teleports using her skill above the hatchling. It curls up and rolls around you to escape using the bridge. The faint trail of blood in its wake is only mildly off-putting compared to earlier.

In its hurry it slams into Yun Jin's chest. Her clothing is smeared with blood, and it rips from the rocky scales. She stumbles back with a pained cry as Xinyan growls and summons her weapon.

"Get away from her!" Xinyan barely misses the hatchling as it digs under the ground and reappears behind them. Xinyan is about to give chase, but you grab her arm in a haste.

"Just leave it be, there's more important things to worry about! Yun Jin's show is starting in less than an hour."

Yun Jin stands up from the ground and the damage had already been done. Her hair was a mess, her makeup was smudged, and her clothes were torn with a blood smear.

"Oh no, oh dear. I was supposed to perform in these clothes, I had no costume prepared. If I go back now, they'll be so caught up in fixing me that the show will be ruined."

Yun Jin's despair quickly captures Xinyan's attention, and you glance at the geovishap hatchling that flees the area. Some of the Millelith guards are about to give chase but Keqing stops them.

"I think we still have a chance to fix things." Your voice has a glimmer of hope as you take in Yun Jin's appearance. "I don't know how to do your hair, but I have experience in makeup and clothing. If we all work together, we could get it fixed up in time."

"Is that really a possibility?"

"Don't give up hope Yun Jin! Y/N is right, if we go somewhere and fix it up, you might make it! You know I can help with all that stuff too."

Yun Jin smiles feeling a bit better with Xinyan and your reassurance. Before you can start looking around for somewhere to work on it Keqing walks up to your group.

"Hello, I wanted to come over to amend the situation that I could have prevented if not for my own lack of skills. Situations like these may not be under the Yuheng's responsibility but as a member of the Liyue Qixing who was here, I should have been able to stop the geovishap hatchlings.

As much as I would like to properly introduce myself, it's best that I cut to the chase. Yun Jin, you are performing soon, and your friends want to help you fix it correct? I'll pay a room for you in the Yanshang Teahouse and have someone bring over any material you might need."

This was a real lucky break, but Keqing keeps glancing at you, as if she knows or wants something. Everyone saw how the hatchling presented the horn to you, hopefully she's not suspecting you to be behind the Geo hatchlings attack.

Xinyan and Yun Jin are quick to agree as you all hurry to the teahouse. The hostess that you remember being really bitchy before Yelan took over was pleasant at the sight of the very popular vision holders. You ignore the side-eye she gives you as you all pile into a room.

Xinyan is creating a list of necassary materials to remedy Yun Jin's situation with Keqing as you clear the table of all the decorations. The whole next 10 minutes is a blur. The only thing you focus on is cleaning the blood from her outfit and repairing the holes as Yun Jin sits in front of a mirror in some spare clothes. Xinyan is focused on redoing the hairstyle.

Keqing only stopped to drop off the supplies before leaving for work. She didn't ask you anything but the way she stared at you whenever she thought you weren't looking says otherwise. Knowing your luck, Ningguang will have heard of this too. And being in the teahouse that Yelan owns? Yeah, you're screwed.

Deciding to push it to the back of your mind, you focus on the dress in your hands that's almost done being repaired. You were no professional sewer, you just had so much practice in sewing your clothes that this came easily to you. Same with your make-up skills, your job on Earth required you to constantly change faces. So, your make-up skills were more in the contouring section. Always used to obscure your features rather than enhance them.

The dress looks brand-new as you examine it closely for any signs of imperfection. Satisfied at your job you stand up and go over to the duo. They've been chatting about how the Heyu Tea House owner would react to Yun Jin arriving so close to the beginning of the opera.

"Sorry to interrupt but I finished fixing your dress. Do you want me to help you with your make-up or are you all good?"

Yun Jin jumps at your appearance and nearly drops the brush she was using.

"Thank you so much!... Y/N? I'm so sorry I never even got to properly introduce myself to you and you were still kind enough to help me. Is there any way I can repay you for all you've done for me?"

You smile gently at the formal woman as she stresses out over her lack of manners. What a perfect opportunity served on a silver platter.

"Please don't worry about that. You're a friend of Xinyan's right? I came on the Alcor with Xinyan, and I was more than happy to help. The situation earlier left everyone quite frazzled. I really don't need anything as repayment. I just hope you can make it to your show in time."

Yun Jin only looks more regretful at your generous wish. Xinyan finishes her hair and scoots back as she grabs the hat. She takes the sewing needle you were using earlier and begins to repair the hanging tassels.

"Don't feel bad Yun Jin, Y/N is a good person! I never got to tell you in detail how the trip with the Crux went this time but after your show I can tell you all about it. Ya know that oracle I mentioned before? Y/N is that oracle!"

Careful not to mess up her hair, you begin applying the red eyeshadow as Yun Jin puts on the light red tinted lipstick. "Is that really true? I'm not doubting you, it's just incredible to hear."

"Yes, to put it simply I tend to resemble the creator due to the powers I'm granted. One of the major ones is how I can connect with the creatures of this world." Your downcast eyes make Yun Jin send you a worried look.

"Is something wrong Y/N?"

"It's just that I think the geovishap hatchling may have sensed the creator's presence on me and instead of attacking me like they do to the awakened acolytes, it reacted weirdly. I think the Yuheng may be under the belief that I did something to make them react like that."

You finish applying it and lean away from Yun Jin. The girls share a look with each other and begin reassuring you that there's no way you would get in trouble. It's when you hear a particular sentence from Yun Jin that your pursed lips curl into a grateful smile.

"I have a performance that requires me to speak with Keqing tomorrow, I can explain your oracle status and clear up any misunderstandings that may have arisen."

"I would be so thankful for that Yun Jin! You would really be my hero."

Calling her a hero makes her pale cheeks heat up a little as she stands up.

"Think nothing of it Y/N. Now I believe everything is repaired and ready. I'll change and meet you outside as soon as I possibly can."

Smiling happily, you wave with Xinyan and leave to the entrance of the Teahouse. Xinyan pats you on the back with an ecstatic smile.

"We might be able to arrive on time, we really couldn't have done it without you Y/N. If you have time, would ya like to watch her show with me? The final act usually has a quick recap and the story in this one is pretty simple."

Xinyan looks at you with expectant eyes as you remember her telling Yun Jin that she wouldn't be able to attend. What made her change her mind?

"That sounds like fun! I've never seen an opera before, would I need to buy tickets?"

"Don't worry about that! Yun Jin always has private tickets for anyone she wants to personally invite. I don't usually go since I've never been too fond of opera, but I want to support Yun Jin. It would be a lot more fun with you."

Yun Jin comes out at that exact moment looking nearly identical to her pre-attacked appearance. Xinyan keeps her fingers to her lips signaling to keep your agreement a secret. You nod back to her; it was nice seeing them get along so well.

Getting there at the last second, the troupe calls her over in a hurry. Yun Jin can only briefly wave goodbye before disappearing behind the topaz curtain.

The Heyu Tea House was packed to say the least. Fighting through the people, you and Xinyan managed to find a seat close enough that Yun Jin would notice you both immediately.

Eyes stare at your table or rather at Xinyan. You had only gotten this seat because they moved away in fear without either of you doing anything. Not that you were complaining, if they wanted to be chicken then that's on them.

If only they stopped glaring at Xinyan for simply existing. Now doesn't that bring up memories of your own childhood. No one really liked being saddled with the orphan kid.

Xinyan doesn't even react and only smiles when the curtain pulls away to reveal a few backup dancers and Yun Jin posing. Her voice rings out in Chinese as they start dancing and performing in harmony.

You don't miss how her eyes light up at the sight of you and Xinyan watching from the table. A separate narrator begins to recap the previous acts.

"A chameleon with no one and nothing left. What a pitiful existence. Yet it strives for some meaning or person to live for, it works tirelessly each day. Changing its colors, it's position and its soul for that singular purpose. Taken advantage by each animal requesting a color. At long last it's used every color and been rejected by each one. So now it's left to wonder; what color was its true color?"

Each animal that had taken advantage of the chameleon appears in costume around Yun Jin. The lanterns dim as the moon starts to rise setting a perfect backdrop.

The singing slows down as Yun Jin speaks mournfully.

"Not a single color keeps them with me. No matter how hard I try to blend in, to be accepted it is but a lost cause. Should I find my original color and live all alone? Or should I give one last ditch effort?"

Colored lights and decorations spin around Yun Jin at her last line. When it's pulled away her hat had changed to a multicolored fan of hairpins. A long robe covered her dress with flags in each color stood proud fanning out from behind her.

Her singing is high-pitched and melancholic. All the other animal performers crowd around her as she sings. After each verse she belts out and poses, they briefly stop and bow to her.

You couldn't understand what was being said but judging by their actions, it seemed the animals finally accepted the chameleon due to the rainbow of colors.

A last long note as the animals pose in various positions around her until only the moon shines down on Yun Jin. She looks up at the moon as she starts her speech with an empty voice that rises with emotion.

"I am loved, adored, and nearly worshipped so why am I as lonely as before? If the only difference between the me before and the me now is the color, I display then is my color the only reason they love me? Is this the life I want? Is this the love I desire!?"

The drums beat and the music rings louder. The animal performers move away in a fast pace as Yun Jin tears off each flag. The animals scramble to pick each colored flag and hold it out to Yun Jin but she ignores them. Instead, she grabs the hairpin on her head and tears it off.

The animals run around her in a dance as longer flags that cover the sight of her fly around. When she's revealed she's back in her normal clothes and a single dagger lies in her grasp.

"If that is the only way I will ever be loved then this life of mine is as useless as my colors."

With a single motion the dagger is 'stabbed' into her heart, and she falls backwards with the animal performers catching her. They gently set her 'dead' body on the ground and mourn her. The curtains close and the audience erupts into cheers.

You clap and smile as the curtains open and the performers bow with Yun Jin in the front. For reasons unknown to you, the play had shaken your heart like an earthquake to a fragile little house.

Xinyan excitedly congratulates Yun Jin as you compliment her as well. Cotten in your ears make what they're saying muffled. Smiling you say your goodbyes and leave them. The ghost of Xinyan's hand reaching for your shoulder is ignored.

Instead you focus on what matters, your identity and living situation. Yun Jin already agreed to clear up the situation with Keqing, the horn given to you was safely in your bag, your job with the Guild was confirmed, and you avoided any high-profile acolytes that you're wary of.

Hopefully Yelan will never investigate you seeing as you stayed at the Yansheng Teahouse.

Out of curiosity you check the price of a week at a small motel. You promptly leave after they tell you it would cost 210,000 mora for a single week. If you paid that, you'd be fresh out of money by the end of the month. Things were expensive since it's Liyue but that was just too much.

You make your way to the bridge where the whole geovishap hatchling murder happened. Sleeping in the tent you bought is the much smarter and better financial decision... Even if it was the more dangerous one.

Not a single soul is around as you cross the bridge. The grass crunches under your shoes as the uneven stone makes your footsteps ring out in the night air. It turns into a dirt path and the city lights fade from how far you've gone.

Lighting the candle in your lantern you hold it out in front of you as you continue walking. The path splits and you stay on the right side due to the faint lanterns that are hung around that direction.

Cobblestone patio on the left and two huge identical stone statues on the right can be seen as you stand in the middle. The spot of dirt you choose to camp out on the patio gives you a perfect view of the statues. The mist flower and what you think is an adepti machine goes ignored.

It's been a quite a few years since you've ever had to put up a tent. But the survival skills come back to you quickly. With the tent set up and a small campfire going, you set a pot over it.

Swiftly you open the game screen and find the needed recipes for any simple food to make. The matsutake potatoes and meat are put into the pot and you turn your head to grab a plate. You aren't surprised to see it already done when you turn back.

You gobble down most of the matsutake meat rolls and stop when the bushes on your left begin to shake. Freezing mid-bite, you stare at the bush intently. When something begins to tumble out of it you jump to your feet and summon your sickle.

An unfortunately familiar bronze creature unravels itself from its ball and stares at you innocently. That damn geovishap hatchling has appeared again.

Sighing you flop back onto the ground with no fear. It may not have crimson liquid staining its body, but the smell of copper was still strong. There was no way it's not the hatchling you met in the city.

It creeps closer to you with every passing second. You can see the marks from Keqing's sword and electro cover its bedrock body. Taking pity on the poor hatchling, it's still a baby after all, you pat the spot beside you.

With a happy growl it sits next to you, and you give it the last of the meat rolls. Happy noises escape it as it carefully takes the food from your hands and eats it. That seems to have completely softened the reptile as it snuggles into your side.

Despite what it did earlier, your heart melts like wax under the sun, and you pet its head. You scold it in a faint voice.

"You shouldn't go into the city, it's dangerous. Now that your friend is gone, it'll be easier for you to get hurt. Stay close with your family so that you don't get hurt."

It's eyes close and it whimpers. It may not understand your words, but the main message seemed to have resonated with it. Your hand brushes against one of its injuries and it flinches.

Should you use some of the ointment from your medical kit to help it? With purpose you drag your finger lightly over its cuts and scraped areas. The wounds begin to glow gold and you close your eyes from the brightness.

Once it dims you open them to see the injuries healed.

Being the creator is one thing, but being the equivalent of a Statue of the Seven to the creatures is another. You're basically capable of healing everything but yourself!

The brief annoyance fades into fondness as the hatchlings springs up and rolls around in happiness. A sudden wave of exhaustion hits you making you groan and struggle to stand up.

You put out the fire and crawl into the tent, the bed is welcomed after such an exhausting day. The rough ground beneath the thin bedding and cold air nipping your skin brings back memories of the years you spent sleeping in alleyways and parks.

Maybe comparing yourself to a Statue of a Seven was more accurate than you thought. As the creator you shouldn't be this exhausted after healing minor wounds. So, it would make sense that you would need to practice or gain more power through touching the Statues of the Seven in order to heal more without getting exhausted.

Your train of thoughts slow down as sleep overtakes you. The faint thudding of the hatchling outside makes you feel somewhat safe. Is this life something you'll truly get used to? Or will you end up giving up like the chameleon?

And it's done! Now that Y/N has some freedom, I can start implemeting certain game ascepts. And if I don't enter specific ones then I probably forgot so feel free to comment any that you would want to see! This chapter was supposed to be just a nice day of touring Liyue and the geovishap hatchling was supposed to be annoying/cute and progress the plot. But damn did it get darker. I do want to say that Kazuha's last line wasn't him removing himself from his obsession. Kazuha is a very self-reflective character and all that he's gone through has added to that. I originally was going to have the opera nameless and just a quick description less show, but I had fun writing one that would fit with the plot. Welp time to finish 100% the Summer event! Taglist: @vvyeislazzy, @nikqi, @the-dumber-scaramouche, @etherisy, @yourlocalstranger123, @ra404, @iruiji, @goldenglow149, @haru-tofuu, @lsleepysimpl, @bebobeboben, @yuyuzi-ling, @amidst-the-tempest, @resident-cryptid, @mxd1zzy, @mochicurls21, @nervouseaglelover, @thedevioussmirk, @yumuramma, @kwqsla, @undecidingfate, @ehjane, @game-savvy, @akiramirae, @sielt, @fluffy-koalala, @formacoon, @sxftiebee, @khxii-i, @ursinaw, @chuuya-brainrot, @sweetbills, @kazuchaos, @snowfoxnix, @bluebelony, @conspicuous-mayonnaise, @pencil-of-ashes, @ghostlyintervention, @taiformaifoe, @sielt, @goaudduck, @carminerin, @maddysflowers, @zenith-of-all-zeniths, @crazydreamcat, @leafanonsforest, @grimreapersscythe, @leylanx, @undecidingfate, @sapphireknown, @help-whatdoimakemyusername, @zhonglisfruityass, @fluffy-koalala, @mer0n37, @victoria1676, @mochinessss, @sinnful-darling

[toloveawarlord]

Genshin Picrew Part 2!

Shiyun (Left) YinYing (Right)

Paired with Kazuha

About: Shiyun is the "offspring" of the Vigilant Yaksha Xiao, a byproduct of his intense karmic debt. It's unknown exactly how she came into being. Within Shiyun is a collection of karma that has taken on a personality. Yinying, or Yin as most call her, is a manifestation of karma, and without proper oversight, she could destroy Liyue with her immense powers. Xiao is currently the only one whom Yin is afraid is.

Kotone Kaedehara

Paired with: Xingqiu

Vision: Electro

Weapon: Catalyst

About: The youngest member of the Kaedehara clan and the younger sister of Kazuha. She sets out on a journey to find her brother after Tomo died. In Inazuma, if asked about, the rumor is that she died. No one has seen her in years. However, Kotone made her way to Liyue by means of a treasure hoarder vessel. She is still searching for her brother, but making a life for herself.

Toki

No Pairing: Age 6

Vision: Cryo

Weapon: Sword

About: The daughter of Kazuha's best friend, Tomo. Kazuha now cares for her after his death. She resents the Raiden Shogun for her father's death. The vision of his that Kazuha kept, Toki sleeps with it feel close to her father.

Sanvi

Paired with: Scaramouche & Childe

About: The daughter of the Tsaritsa. Her father was cast into the Dark Sea during the archon war. Sanvi has a cryo ability beyond her control, so her mother sealed her powers. She is unaware that the only thing stopping her from using her abilities is her own weakness. Scaramouche is assigned to be her bodyguard when she begins to act out and leave the palace.

Nerine

No Pairing: Child Age

About: A part of Childe was left behind when he was down in the abyss. She is a manifestation of that. Since she was a part of Childe, Nerine is told by the villagers who took her in that he is her "father". Nerine sets out to find him, but her abyss energy attracts monsters and vision users alike.

Nova Ragnvindr

Age: 5

About: Diluc's daughter. She is the heir to dawn winery but spends most of her time escaping her lessons to try and fight small monsters in order to claim a vision. Her Uncle Kaeya is very fond of her and tends to get her in even more trouble with Diluc.

Runa

Paired With: Childe

About: Runa resides in the same universe as Soji. After Childe has a run in with Soji, he receives his own companion, courtesy of Scaramouche who wants him to stop fixating on Soji. Runa is a timid and clumsy companion but very dedicated in trying to help her master. Unlike Soji and Scaramouche, Runa and Childe's relationship is much more relaxed. Childe doesn't see her as his property.

Nenet

Paired with: Kazuha

About: Nenet is a weak dendro god. She made a pact with the current dendro archon to not interfere with Sumeru or challenge his authority so long as she could reside in Teyvat and tend to her plants and animal. She meets the wandering poet and sets on off an adventure with him, discovering more about her abilities.

[ithinkinggenshin]

Hu Tao Smut

Fandom: Geshin Impact

Characters: Hu Tao 

Pairings: Fem!Reader x Hu Tao 

Warnings: SMUT, dubcon, bdsm, pain kink, possessive behavior, degradation, sex toys, incorrect characterization

Word count: 745

Synopsis: I couldn’t be bothered to find a good way to transition Hu Tao's part in Hicky Prank into the pure smut I thought of so I just wrote it seperately

Note: (Not required) Probably read Hu Tao’s part in the Hickey Prank fic before this to have a little idea of how this started.

Why is her strap so big? You can’t breathe as she thrusts it down your throat. Your back is against the bed and she’s on her hands and knees, cock sliding in and out of your throat. 

She doesn’t stop talking. Her mantra and claims of you being hers now play inside your head. You’ll hear them as you walk down the street the next day, as sore from her spanking and an aching inside of you from how hard she pounded your pussy. 

Your nipples are bright red and sensitive, but that only gives Hu Tao more joy as she clips heavy nipple clamps onto them. The cry you make around the ball gag she put in your mouth– after she finished making you choke and suffocate on her cock– is music to her ears. 

Your spit is the only lube you get and her tip teasing your entrance for half a second is the only prep you get before she bottoms out inside you. She sets a brutal pace and you’re rocking against the bed, cries and moans mixing together only to sound the same behind the gag. Your ass is too raw and sensitive from the punishing whipping it received, so for you to be shoved and pulled against the sheets only worsens the burn. 

Hu Tao yanks the chains on the nipple clamps and your soft hills turn into sharp peaks. Your wails and keening has her sighing happily. Isn’t she such a good girlfriend? 

Say it.

Say she’s a good girlfriend.

Thank her for fucking you. 

Doesn’t she deserve a reward?

After all, you’re moaning <and crying> so prettily after playing such a nasty trick on her. 

Say it.

Say it.

SAY IT.

Oh that’s right. You can’t form words. Your pathetic brain has turned to mush. 

That’s okay. 

She’ll take her reward another way. 

You breathe erratically and thrash when you feel the tip of her massive strap poke at your asshole. 

Oh nonononono

It won’t fit. It’ll hurt so much. 

Nonononono

Hu Tao holds you down by your hips. The chains pulling against the clamps pull hard as you fight and squirm. You’re only making it worse for yourself. 

Your girlfriend moans as she forces her way inside you, and you hate to admit it, but when the widest part of her cock is past your entrance, you moan loudly yourself. 

It feels good. 

You’re embarrassed that you’re getting so much pleasure from this. 

You’ve settled down mostly, still shifting every now and then. Her cock is too big to be comfortable with inside of you but without it you feel so empty. 

Hu Tao is taking her time now. Her languid movements of pulling the toy almost all the way out of you, and then forcing it back in. You feel like it reaches deeper every time. You always think that it’s all the way inside of you, only for her to push your thighs apart further and keep going. 

You cum without any warning. You cum without her touching your clit or being inside your cunt. 

“Aiya! You came before me. Did it feel good? Do you like having your ass stretched and filled with my dick? You must love all of this then. Maybe I should leave your holes plugged more often. Make you pierce your nipples so you always feel like there’s clamps on them. Would you like that? Would you cum in your panties just from walking down the street? You’re such a shameless slut. You would probably be fine if I just taped off your cunt and never touched your clitty again. You just came from just a toy in your ass and some tugging on your nipples. No need to put more effort into making you cum.” 

You should feel horrified by all the things she’s saying, by the humiliating things she’s conspiring to do to you. And maybe a small part of you that still has some dignity does. But the debauched side of you is too great and it wins in the end. You hear yourself moan as more atrocious scenarios come spewing out of her mouth. 

To think all of this would come from a few poorly painted on bruises. 

No one beats Hu Tao at her own game, and any attempts will be squashed. 

A single spark and flame will be met with an ocean of fire. 

And you’re all too happy to be consumed by it.