#is that enough tag ?? AHHHHH

[mystoriaaa]

FakeCreator!Reader

SAGAU but reader becomes the tyrant imposter who pretends to be the creator. Also has a game system in place because I'm a sucker for those lol

“How about we play a game?” 

“A game?”

“Yes. It'll be a fun, simple game. Just how you like it. It'll even involve that Genshin Impact game you're currently playing.” The person smiles, “I just need you to…”

—

You open your eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling. And suddenly every sense of yours sharpens.

You feel the mattress you're laying down on, it's too soft. You jolt upright at the thought you possibly got kidnapped, looking around the new environment.

It's…fancy. You look down at what you are wearing and… it certainly fits the place you’re in. It feels smooth, something a rich aristocrat person would wear in the past. But that's the thing, you are broke as hell and you certainly aren't that old.

So what is this? Is this some kind of new sick joke kidnappers do nowadays?

A ping from a hologram accompanied by a robotic voice reading it out appears right in front of your dumbfounded face, cutting you off your thoughts. 

[Welcome to the World of Teyvat, player!]

What?

[You are currently inhabiting the body of the so-called “Creator” of Teyvat but the body is actually a fake!] The hologram fakes a gasping sound.

What. 

[Now, you have no choice but to pretend to be the real Creator or else…] It pauses for dramatic effect to reveal horrifying news that you'll definitely not like.

[You’ll be executed! Oh no!]

“WHAT?!” You yell in shock, at the absolute absurdity of it all. Not knowing that it would alarm the people guarding outside the door.

“Your grace?! Are you okay?!” The door slams open, and that's when you know, you are fucked.

Your grace. You internally curse that title, the one commonly used for the Creator. Towards the imposter that was actually the real one or to the fake pretending to be one. Which you are supposedly the latter.

Two people entered the room, and you felt the sudden movement of the wind despite the closed room. But that's just your imagination, right? Is what you would like to believe but…

A familiar yet foreign appearance appeared. That– That shouldn't even be real. You dig your nails into your palm, hoping the pain will wake you up.

Yet you feel fully awake as Venti, a game character, goes to you. Looking all over your body for non-existent injuries while your mind breaks down, crumbling at the horrid realization. 

His brows furrowed, gently prying your hand open, “Your grace? Is something wrong?” He asked in a worried tone.

You look at him, you don't know what expression you have but Venti flinches and ask again, “What’s wrong, your grace?” 

You take away your hand that Venti was caressing, hugging yourself as you close your eyes to process what was happening. 

You’ve— you’ve just somehow isekai’d like in those shows you watch. And not just any normal isekai, but in the body of the fake Creator of those SAGAU fanfictions you read.

“Your grace, may I ask what happened?” A deep, smooth voice filled with concern but all it does is make your face pale.

Oh. You are absolutely doomed.

Warning bells ring in your head, the two’s voices blurring yet the words of the hologram echoes clearly. 

If they discover you're the imposter, you will die.

The world becomes distant as your chest tightens, everything feels real and not at the same time. You don't remember when you fainted, but all you wanted was for this to be a dream and wake up in your world again.

The last thing you see is the blue screen, with words that feel like it's mocking you.

[We hope you enjoy your experience and live to see another day!]

—

[Congratulations! You received a Memory Fragment from earning the achievement: <Trapped in another world?! The life of a Creator Imposter starts now!> Obtained from a successful transmigration.]

[Accessing Memory Fragment… Success!] 

[Memory Fragment playing now.]

“How dare you?! You dare to question me?!” Someone yells in anger. A voice so strangely familiar to you.

You try to remember whose voice it is, it almost comes to you but leaves when you come close to remembering. You know it's someone you know very well yet you can't put your finger on it. 

“P-Please, your grace… I did not mean to—” A different person’s voice, someone unfamiliar this time, begs desperately but was cut off by another angry yell.

“You dare to talk back to me?! Morax! Barbatos! What are you doing, you slow and incompetent acolytes! Bring death to this man right this instant!”

You flinch at the names spoken out, so so familiar but you just can't seem to remember. Your head hurts as you try to force yourself to recall what you forgot.

A clear, low voice void of emotions speaks, “We apologize for being late, your grace. We will do as you command.” 

A slap echoes loudly. 

Weird enough, you faintly felt the contact. As if you were the one that hit someone. But that can't be? You can't even see, let alone move…

“Useless. Useless, I say!” 

All of a sudden, your vision comes back to you slowly. Your senses are getting clearer and clearer.

Then, you feel your mouth speaking, your body moving even as you try to fight against it. You start to panic when you can't control your own body.

“It is an honor for you to be personally serving me. Yet you dare to treat me like this?” 

You try to scream, try to take back control of your body but all you do is point at someone kneeling before you.

“You seem to forget, you wretched Archon. But I am your—”

Suddenly, it comes back to you. Your mind momentarily freezes at you remembering everything. You somehow got put into the game you were playing and became someone you did not want to.

That's right, you are now the… 

“—Creator! The Creator of Teyvat! The ruler of this world! And you will respect me, worship me as I deserve.”

[Memory Fragment finished! Collect Memory Fragment to access more of the Imposter’s memories! It will surely help your survival. You can do it, player!]

—

You open your eyes. And once again, you see that unfamiliar ceiling. You close it one more time, just in case.

To your absolute dismay, it does not work.

You pinch yourself once, twice yet nothing happens, you stay in this dream-like place.

You sit upright with a headache from the imposter’s memories you received. Massaging your forehead as you try to calm down.

“Your grace?” Ugh, that cursed title. The proof of your annoying situation. “Does your head hurt? Would you like me to get you medicine?”

You look at the source of that voice and lo and behold, it's Zhongli from the hit game Genshin Impact. Sitting at the seat beside the bed.

If it was in any other situation, you would cry from joy meeting one of your characters. But now, you want to cry for a different reason.

“No. I am alright.” You say rather stiffly, you weren't sure how you should be speaking. Should you be screaming insults everywhere like the imposter you saw in the memory or something?

“I understand. I brought you lunch, would you like to eat?” Oh, the beautiful voice you love to hear whenever he was on screen. Yet it chills your spine, scared at what he might do when he finds the truth.

This would have been much, much better if this was all a dream. But noo, you stare at the hologram over Zhongli's face, this is unfortunately the reality. 

You sigh, “Give it to me.” Zhongli obliges. 

Well, at least the food is good. Even better than what you have in the previous world, you won't lie. Makes your remaining time alive better at least.

…You mentally slap yourself to stop these thoughts or else you might throw up.

After you finish eating, Zhongli takes the tray and says, “Dr. Baizhu said you fainted from feeling overwhelmed. Is there something troubling you?” 

You would feel bad at his worried tone if not for the fact you want to run away at the moment.

“It was nothing, you do not need to worry about it. I will be fine after resting.” You say with a fake calmness you did not feel, and hope it sounds like the real owner of this body despite the lack of yelling.

But then his eyes glint, piercing at you, looking like he just found the answer to his questions. And all you can think is that you already failed.

Standing from his seat, “I will be leaving then. Rest well, your grace.” Bringing the tray with him, the sound of the door closing made you slumped to the bed. 

That was so stressful…! Silently groaning to yourself, and looking at the annoying blue hologram box in front of you.

“You! Bring me back home right this instant!” You tried not to yell loudly, fearing that someone might hear you and come in. 

[Sorry to disappoint, player! But I cannot do that!]

“And why not?!” 

[Your original body has died, no medium can be used for you to access the previous world. Would you still like to proceed?]

A yes or no appears, and you ask in distraught. “I’m– I’m dead..?” 

[Yes. Returning would permanently make you disappear. Would you like to proceed?] The monotone voice irritates you to no end, it felt like it was mocking you.

“I— Why?” Your voice comes out quivering. You don't know what you are trying to ask, you just wanted answers.

[Please calm down, player! At the end of the day, this is all just a game.]

A game. 

A game. 

JUST A FUCKING GAME?!

You throw the nearest thing near you, the pillows passing through the holographic screen. “You brought me to this world and you say it is just a game?!”

Being quiet be damned. Fearing someone entering be double damned. You have to somehow make this screen pay for what they said.

You didn't want to be in this situation! This place where powerful people from fiction can hurt you in the most painful way possible before killing you. Even if you died and couldn't go back, you still wanted to return home because it's better than being here.

But this annoying blue box telling you it is just a game felt like it was trampling over all the fear and desperation you had. 

When you run out of pillows, you go for the glass of water at your bedside table and throw it. It shatters and the water gets everywhere on the floor. With nothing else to throw, you attempt to throw the big fluffy blankets too—

Venti enters the room and sees you trying to lift a clumsily folded blanket but it keeps falling off. You complain the third time it falls off again, “This stupid blanket!” 

Venti gets near you, holding you as you shake him off. “Your grace, what is the matter?” You keep thrashing around until you accidentally hit him. 

All of a sudden, your anxiety spikes and anger gone. You almost forgot that this is someone who could kill you, and you just hit him. You immediately try to apologize, “S-Sorry—” 

But you stop at Venti’s look of confusion and disbelief. What? Why is he... You rack your brain at the expression until you realize. 

The one you're right now is the imposter who's pretending to be the creator. The one who acted like a tyrant in that memory you received. You panic, you're already acting so out of character already.

You try to think of a way to fix it so they won't get suspicious until Venti brings your hand to his cheeks, smiling almost crazily, “It’s okay, your grace. This body is your creation, you have the right to do anything to me as you wish.” He lets go of your hand, but he waits. As if encouraging you to hit him.

Chills went down your spine, you remember how insane the behavior the playable characters have towards the Creator. It was all for fun when you read them, because it was fiction. But actually experiencing it yourself now scares you. 

Especially when you're just an imposter.

Swallowing the lump from your throat, you summon all the little courage you have left and say, “...Leave, Barbatos. I wish to be alone right now.” 

He looks at you, the same way Zhongli was looking earlier and you clench your clothes, trying to stop yourself from trembling.

“...Of course, your grace.” It feels like forever until he finally shuts the door, leaving you alone to yourself. But you are also left with a sense of foreboding.

You lay down on the messy bed, closing yourself off from the world. Comforting yourself that everything will be fine.

But a ping from that grating system comes, along with it emotionlessly reading a new notification that makes you fear for your life even more.

—

Venti closed the door behind him. He looked at the other archon standing guard at the door of the Creator’s room.

“Barbatos.”

“Morax.”

Silence echoed until the Geo Archon spoke.

“Did you notice it, bard?”

“Ehe~ Of course I did, why wouldn't a super devoted acolyte like me notice?”

The Anemo Archon replied lightheartedly, but his gaze intense as he stared at the taller god.

“Indeed. It would be quite shameful if us two, the last remaining of the original Seven, did not realize this.” 

The bard chuckled, “You’re right!” with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. “Wanna say it at the same time then? 3…”

The Geo Archon sighed tiredly yet complied nonetheless. 

At the end of the count, the two’s expressions turned serious. 

And spoke of the truth that could change everything.

“The Creator has changed.”

—

[Warning! Warning! The playable characters are starting to suspect you!]

[wildglitch]

Im 2 hours and a half away from debating infront of my class for 30 minutes. Im so fucked

[boredbyler]

me cuz all my friends were talking about stranger things and im the ONLY ONE that doesnt think will is going to die which scares tf out of me that its such a common theory now im doubting myself a bit

[moonyswarmsweaters]

going to go ask my friend to go buy the same gay book together, read, and discuss

wish me luck!

[ashironie]

Percy Jackson fan art!!!

Spoilers for ep3 of the show

GET LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA’ED LOSERS

IF I HAVE TO GET JUMPSCARED BY THIS MAN EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE SO THE FUCK DO YOU

[lovekenney]

Since femslash February is almost upon us, care to share some of your Kandy thoughts or headcanons? I'd love to hear them! 😊💕

In a perfect world where they are dating

(S1) Karen helped with the few streaks of color in Mandy’s hair because when she was younger she a phase where she really wanted pink hair so Sheila allowed her to get a few streaks.

Karen gave Mandy a bunch of her old clothes that she no longer wears because she knows Mandy would have a harder time finding clothes she likes (like the skirt we see Mandy in when they first introduce us to Mandy? Yeah that used to be Karens, her style just changed.)

Mandy showed Karen a bunch of old horror movies and Karen fell in love with them.

When Mandy told Karen that Veronica called her “Mandy skankovich” Karen thought it was the funniest thing and proceeded to call her it for weeks. (Mandy was at first annoyed but then grew to not care)

And on the topic of names, Karen also called Mandy “Amanda” because nobody else does and it makes her feel important to be the only one.

When Karen dyed her hair black Mandy thought it fitted her so well but Ian said they looked like siblings and Mandy was devastated and appalled

When Karen chopped her hair off with scissors Mandy tried to help even it out in the back but Karen wouldn’t let her touch it

Mandy accidentally told ian that her and Karen where dating when they got high once. “Yeah, Karen came over and we drank some” she caught herself to late and Ian looked at her confused. After a few seconds of them staring at each other Mandy came clean because she knew she could trust Ian.

Mandy taught Karen how to use a gun. (That’s it, no more context.)

Mandy pierced Karens nose with some ice and needle. They kissed after.

When Karen was younger she made a bunch of beaded bracelets and when she found them again she gave them to Mandy for shits and giggles assuming Mandy would lose them in a week like she did but Mandy put them in her makeup bag and never took them out.

When Karen went “emo” because of her father Mandy handed her some old black tank tops and shirts.

Karen knows how to play the guitar and Mandy is her biggest supporter (I’m only saying this one because Laura Wiggins plays guitar)

When Karen and Mandy went to school together in middle school they never really talked a lot and just had a mutual hate for each other because of their backgrounds. But they became friends from a mutual friend who forced them to actually meet (Ian, let’s pretend ian and karen are friends)

Karen was at first not a huge fan of the milkovich household for multiple reasons, but eventually she warmed up to it but still spent most of her time their in Mandy’s room.

Karen loves to do Mandy’s makeup even though Mandy isn’t a huge fan of how Karen does it but she still lets her.

Mandy helped destroy all of Eddie’s things because she knows how horrible it feels when your family puts you down like that.

[ssreeder]

Bouta Reread your fanfic because there hasn't been enough pain in my life

Wish me luck <3

[panstarry]

abolition now, linocut, 2022

[mikeyssuspiciousmilkshake]

Imagine bro…

[blorbingqls]

I need to talk about this. Here is a Win appreciation post because i just seem to keep falling in love with his personality more and more. We have Win as our consent king. Now let us imagine Win when Team called him at Chonburi in ep 9.

Imagine our Win, anxious and missing Team because he hadn’t called. View noticing him and adoring that, and Win asking him to be not more nosy. Team calls him; instant smile on his face, and even though VIew teases him, he still doesn’t say much anything. He picks up the call; hears Team crying; instant WORRY of why Team is crying. Team, his favourite person and whom he cares so much about, crying. I don’t know what did Team say to Win but he just said “you be there, i’ll come in 2 hours.”

Guys I checked, Bangkok to Chonburi is about 97 kms/ 60 miles. That’s far.

And our Win, so so determined to reach to his baby. To be there for him. Win, rushing to him as fast as possible via bike, in the raging storm, not caring about the weather, only about Team.

Team. a boy with trauma and comes to Win because he feels safe around him. Team, a person he cares so much for that he fears losing him. Team, the love of his life. (lets not deny this peeps, pls)

So, when he reaches there, out of breath, while its raining cats and dogs, finds Team sobbing over a gravestone, in so bad shape, he is fucking scared. Then, Team hugs Win and says “Why not me, Hia? If I had died, then everything would be better.”

And that fucking scares Win.

So much so, He says, “Its okay. I’m here now.”

Did you guys hear the fear in his voice? It reminds me of ep 6 when Win said “Don’t do this again. My heart is breaking apart.” His Team, who literally meant the world will be a better place without him; literally broke him.

Win doesn’t know anything about Team’s past; Team promised him that he will tell him everything at the right time. And then he finds him crying at his hometown, near a grave, and then saying, it would be better if he didn’t exist. That... fucking shattered him. At that moment, Win only wanted Team to be safe and sound. He wanted him to exist.

And the scene at another place in a hotel (probably). When Team said “I killed my brother, Hia.” At that moment, Win didn’t want to hear it. He wanted to be there with him. He wanted him to be safe and sound. And that for me, is a fucking milestone in Win being vulnerable about his feelings.

Right now, he was not trying to dismiss Team’s past, what he wanted was to reassure Team that his Hia Win is there with him, even if this thing might affect their friendship and relationship.

[kittylittersmoothie]

...Somehow, not even completing a fanfic trilogy with the first work dating back to late February 2023 sparks any sensation akin to accomplishment or happiness?? Comments, kudos, and reads feel amazing in the moment of reception, but once the moment fades, I just revert to feeling the below image

[thedeadthree]

🥀! the oc page is here !

[d0ark]

I've been inactive for a while now so... I came to post these cause I have nothing else to say as usual...

I tried to add some lighting for my drawings 👀 , and here's how it came out

... i guess that's it ? Byee~

::Disappears again 😶‍🌫️::

[izzyzalezbian]

tmnt kung fu panda au when

[welcometoteyvat]

saw someone else’s post on the matter but if hsr is really as good as everyone says it is then just import the shit into genshin duh end of story

[rosicheeks]

I follow you for so many reasons. Here are some in no particular order

1-Your wild, free-spirited thoughts in the tags

2-Your creativity in your art

3-Your booty

4-Your boobies

5-Your smile is so cute

6-The hope that you will one day bless us with a song