#klee users

[kzxions]

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[warishmaid]

This user is ... An ageslider ﹠ ageder ! + Klee from Genshin Impact ♡

Requested by @caliclover ! ♡ (*´ω｀*)

[bronsinseele]

there is something so so deeply tender about albedo being so drawn to durin before even knowing their connection that he settles his lab overlooking durin's bones and heart.

[bubupharma]

Note: I don't give a shit about Meta this is solely a Fuck It We Ball kinda deal

[vietarchon]

(ike voice) dadada! model link

[dirusflor]

[addictofanimation]

Looking back on this AU is funny because I used to think Iansan was the Pyro Archon before we met Nahida and Mavuika (I'm still sad we don't have any playable male child characters). But I wonder if Mavuika would even notice? Surely she would, right? What would she even do about it? She would try to help, surely. If she wasn't preoccupied with her own nation's war against the Abyss and with the problem with the Sacred Flame. But she also seems like she might be benevolent enough to try and help anyway.

(Edit: I just realized that she would have to help him anyway to help him get out of her nation faster because he would distract her because of the curse. It would be both benevolence and for her nation's and her own benefit.)

Any ideas for an au where Kaeya is not only a trouble magnet but also Pyro Bait? As in he attracts Pyro users and Pyro aligned beings like catnip.

You are a freaking genius. . . 😳🥺

How would he even first discover this? Because Klee is clingy? Amber keeps acting suspiciously around him and comes up with dumb reasons as to why she keeps coming back? Because Bennett doesn't even try to hide it and always gives him warm hugs?

Because Diluc (despite his words) keeps coming back and showing up wherever he is? He's probably the only one - besides Amber - who actively tries to resist the pull.

When he goes to Liyue and Xiangling, Xinyan and Hu Tao follow him around?

Maybe he realizes it whenever he's in trouble and it's always a Pyro wielder who bails him out?

When the Pyro Archon - in all her tiny loli glory - attaches herself to him too?

It would be funny to see when it finally dawns on him that he is a Pyro magnet on top of already being a trouble magnet. Now all of the Pyro users and enemies (Slimes, Hilichurls, Pyro Regisvine, etc.) being drawn to him makes a whole lot more sense. 

He would drop his head into his hands and just groans loudly. I bet he'd even come to the realization in Angel's Share when he's half sloshed and thinking back over the past month.

[millennialshqs]

¿alguien conoce a zachariah ’zach’ park? los rumores llenan todos los rincones y los hechos seguramente darán de qué hablar.

klee, ¡bienvenida a millennialshqs! estamos felices de recibirte en el grupo y no podemos esperar a ver cómo tu personaje se desarrolla en esta historia. recordá enviar la cuenta de tu personaje pronto y, en caso de necesitar cualquier cosa, no dudes en ponerte en contacto con nosotras.

OOC. 

nombre: klee

pronombres: ella / suya

edad: +25

zona horaria: -4gmt

triggers:  incesto, pedofilia, maltrato animal, incendios y violencia intrafamiliar

¿algo que agregar? no

IC. 

nombre: zachariah ’zach’ park

pronombres: él / suyo

faceclaim: kim sunwoo

edad: veintidós

esqueleto: h4

fecha de cumpleaños: 13 de noviembre, 2000

descripción psicológica: 

egoísta y mentiroso. manipulador la mayoría de las veces. cuesta dar cuenta de características positivas que coronen al primogénito y único hijo de los park. probablemente determinado y apasionado, pero lo lleva al extremo que lo tilde inmediatamente de testarudo e impulsivo. es eso, es extremos. que lo arrastran a sus objetivos y lo vuelven marioneta de sus propios recursos.

descripción física:

apariencia. es un metro setenta y siete centimetros de ego y actitud. sus labios carnosos no conocen el silencio y la sonrisa ladina es mera burla en su rostro. el brillo en sus ojos rasgados delatan una diversión, que no comparte contigo, sino que es personal. se está burlando de ti. soberbia en su mirada. un arete adorna su oreja izquierda, que suele quitar cuando va de visita a la costa opuesta del país. su piel tersa y vacía de cicatrices ni tatuajes, solo denotan las comodidades y el anhelo de mantener una imagen que no posee.

PERMISOS, MARCA CON NEGRITA TU RESPUESTA: 

en caso de unfollow, ¿dejarías que se continúe utilizando tu personaje como no jugable? sí / no. 

¿dejarías que todo lo que rolees pueda tener impacto directo sobre la trama del grupal? es decir, que a partir de tus convos la administración pueda usar cierta información para futuras actividades. sí / sí, pero hablándolo primero / no. 

[i23kazu]

GENSHIN MEN & THE FIRST TIME YOU NOTICE HOW FATHERLY THEY ARE

characters. zhongli diluc kaeya childe neuvillette alhaitham x gn!reader genre. domestic romantic fluff. an. the men as fathers. this will be so ooc... don't mind me. im beg | please reblog!! im getting back into writing and reblogs with tags and comments will make me want to write more :D

zhongli

the first time you notice zhongli's fatherly tendencies, it's when you glimpse at him when he's taking care of xiao. his hands are delicate, gentle – moving nimbly with the agility of guizhong, his speech kind with the gentleness of madame ping. you watch as xiao tries to resist the constant touch zhongli gives him, your husband unrelenting as he ruffles the young adeptus' hair in return.

diluc

the first time you notice diluc's fatherly tendencies, it's when you see him converse with diona. the poor child's father had gone off to the city with a bottle in hand, and she had come home almost too early to see him off. diluc awkwardly sits beside her, the young kätzlein ranting so hard – he had to pat her back to soothe her, lest the fiery ball of cryo user burst into flames.

kaeya

the first time you notice kaeya's fatherly tendencies, you had joined the little ragtag group that ventured into the veluriyam mirage, kaeya holding your hand in one and holding tightly to klee's hand in the other hand. you watch as he comforts her teary frame quietly and with the confidence of the favonius lion, turns around to confront the arguing brothers.

childe

the first time you notice childe's fatherly tendencies, you sit on the couch, cuddled up to him while he lazily plays with teucer. the little boy whines for his big brother to get off the couch before he calls tonia, stomping his feet in a silent but petty tantrum. childe scoops the boy onto his lap and pokes his sides, leaving teucer in a fit of giggles.

neuvillette

the first time you notice neuvillette's fatherly tendencies, you and neuvillette had been on an evening stroll near the opera epiclesis. the melusines that skip by everyone all seem to light up when neuvillette smiles at them, leaning down to listen to their rants and chatter about their day before skipping off. he slips his hand in yours, murmuring something about how nice it would be to have children one day.

alhaitham

the first time you notice alhaitham's fatherly tendencies, you and alhaitham were walking through treasures street – the walk paused, when alhaitham glanced at a boy, no larger than five, knelt to the ground in tears. alhaitham sits on the ground next to the crying boy quietly, not saying anything ... just waiting for the boy to calm down and speak. he gently lets you know that you're welcome to explore while he takes care of the boy.

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reblogs w/ tags & comments appreciated !!!

[idkfitememate]

Hello! I normally don’t ask or I guess use question thingy on this app, but I’ve been seeing ur animal creator short story’s and all I have been thinking was creator being a horse and meeting kaeya since he’s Calvary cap and what-not, and just thinking about horse creator judging him and teyvat about horses not really being a thing (except for the comics but I haven’t been reading it. )But! just thinking about horse creator meeting the knights of favonius being all confused and just wonder “huh, what is this creature?” Or something along the lines or just horse reader messing around and being mysterious or magic aura like mist or something like, I’m think of dragon village collection game now, srry. Also may I be 🐎 requester? Anyways I just think it’s funny, hope you have a good night or day!

THIS IS HILARIOUS HOLD ON-

Cause I was so confused when he was called the “Cavalry Captain” but didn’t have a cavalry-

The way you would snort in disgust and in disappointment at the whole of the Knights man.

They’d all be staring at you like “WTF is this thing” and “I have never seen something like it, fascinating” and other stuff.

And you’re just there like “These bitches don’t deserve to be on my back.”

Anyway since none of them have ever ridden anything, you’d have to make horse gear. How a horse makes horse gear, you ask? Idk man figure it out-

The image of a horse working at a smithing station just popped into mind and now I can see all the vision users of Mond standing around a horse using a hammer & anvil-

When they do figure out all the safety and riding stuff you can bet your balls that Kaeya is riding you. His cavalry may be without horses but at least the captain has one!

Ice bridge on a horse Ice bridge on a horse Ice bridge on a horse Ice bridge on a horse Ice bridge on a horse Ice bridge on a horse Ice bridge on a horse Ice bridge on a horse Ice bridge on a horse Ice bridge on a horse Ice bridge on a horse Ice bridge on a horse Ice bridge on a-

Can you imagine the amount of pony rides you’d give to the children? I can. And it’s a lot-

Bursts on your back are wild because any that were stuck to one place are now mobile. Watch out because now you can buck Klee’s “Jumpy Dumpty” at people. No one is safe.

You can’t climb up walls nor can you swim good, but I like the thought of you using waypoints, so while everyone else has to go on foot, you just teleport to places you can’t reach by hoof.

Mond is super proud of their single mount and show you off at every chance. Get ready for super decorative saddles and flowers and ribbons in your hair.

I hope you enjoyed! And I’m happy I inspired you enough to make an ask! Hope you have a great day/night as well! <3 ૮���ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

[mondaymelon]

MERRY CHRISTMAS !!! gifts ensue.

he really went. blep. hi user @ilyuu. im proud of this one so congrats wanderer takes home first gift wooo

lmao id like to apologise in advance as this was brought on because of me but I got super burnt out drawing like 20 of these over the course of 2 days... if you see the quality of the drawings declining ( which you will ) please don't mind it!! thank you.

@anonbinaryweirdo. sigh. i get whiplash whenever you're super nice and then in the span of the next three seconds immediately do something vile

@soleillunne. we don't talk much but from what I know you are such a sweet person omg !! and your works??? dies inside (in a good way). the way you write xiao maks me so. puddle like

@realkavehgf. we agree on one things (amongst others) and that is that kaveh is. kAVEH IS. MALFUNCTIONS PERISHES.

@emphasisondrvgs. you scare me. please take your ranpo and quietly see yourself out LMAO /j

@pjsk-writin. AMIMI ONE OF MY FIRST EVER MOOTS !!! im so proud of mikoto. sighs. straitjackets are smth else to draw .. BUT HES SO. MMMMMM !!!!

@circyexistforcontent AAAHHH HI PRECIOUS. I LIKE YOU BUT I DONT REALLY LIKE DILUC SO. TAKE THIS... quietly throws up

@whats-it-mean. puka puka. head empty. puka puka. please stop your affairs with my mother.

@falors. UGLY SOBS. UGLY CRIES. I LOVE YOU /P SM. WAAHHHH TEARS TEARS TEARS you are the most talented person ever I S T G gRAAAHHH YOU BETTER GET 18412409128410948 FOLLOWERS THIS YEAR OR I WILL RIOT. mwah.

@dustofthedailylife. omg. hi dust... tbh ive been so concerned for you recently with how much life is running you over with a pickup truck so wishing for your improved health soon !! alhaith is a smort guy what can I say

@the-white-void. DEAREST. literally one of the first people I ever interacted with on this platform and you're actually. like. literally one of the sweetest people I have ever met. KLEE IS SUCH A CUTIE FJSFJDK

@kaeffeinee. OMG. m..my kitten- woah WHO just said that. wild shit right there. have something you don't like?? have something that's been pestering you for far too long?? no worries. its the official nag seal of mendokusai !!!!

@lillonvia. sobs. I didn't do the man justice.loud sobs. DFSDDSF YOUR ART MAKES ME WANT TO LIKE DISENTAGRAT INTO GLOWING BALLS oF FUZZ AND FLOAT INTO THE HEAVENS I DONT KNOW HOW ELSE TO DESCRIBE IT. WE ARE SO DELULU oVER XIAO. FOAMS AT THE MOUTH

@absolutelyobsessedkiya. HELP WHY IS MINORI SO BRIGHT.... she's literally shining what. we need to talk more pspsspsp I just now found out that you're a fan of milgram!! remember like last year I was all 'whose that pretty pink person on their pfp??' AND NOW I FINALLY KNOW THATS ITS MUU RAHHHH

@auroratumbles. meow. cat. what a sweetie. I don't even know what my art style is doing here anymore Istg what even. what even BYE LETS TALK ABOUT XIAO LATER !!

@papiliotao. mwah. a kith for you. mWAH. ANOTHER KITH. SJFKSDJFLS GRAHHH YOU ARE THE SW E. E T E ST AND YOUR THE SWEETEST AND YOUR CAT IS THE SWEETEST AND YOUR VOICE IS MAKING ME WANT TO ELEVATE INTO THE CLOUDS AND YOURE SO SILLY EVEN THOUGH YOU DONT LIKE AKITIO SHINONOME

@yinyinggie. hihihi ying !! it honestly amazes me how you're able to juggle so many events and servers at once. im actually in awe. always look at xiao he's so emo and short

@solxima. GRAHHH HI. I DONT LIKE HOW JINGYUAN LOOKS IN THIS BUT. DLJFLSDJ DIES> I CANT DO THIS AN Y M O RE. your honor. hes so cat coded hes so cat coded he's so PERISHS

@yelshin. WAIIIIT NO YOUR NAME GOT CUT OFF> iM SORRY. I don't know why he looks... so r e g a l in this but its definitely giving off oRAtRice MecAnIquE DAnAlySe CARdiNAle .

@vennnnn-diagram. LOUD SCREAMING N O . YOUR NAME GOT CUT OFF TOOOODJSKFLSD JGAIJFAD JKLJFD:LFS. anyways. I need to see nahida smiling more she deserves everything and then some. aranaras are so silly giggles

@lume-nosity. I hold the slightest bit of guilt for putting your angsty ish drawing right next to happy lil nahida buT AHAHAH IT MAKES IT HURT MORE IG. took some inspo from your blog title... mwah ily lume. I WAS SO SCARED TO TALK TO YOU AT FIRST WHEN I SENT YOU THAT MOOT ASK BUT I AM EVER SO HAPPY THAT I DID !!!

th end. im actually so dead lmao my fingers actually were starting to bleed afklsdjfaskdjfklsdjflkasdjflksjflkjowejtoij enjoy your Christmas gifts mooties !! if anyone asks why I haven't been posting fics as promised. this is why. ill be in a coffin for a while please let my soul rest

OH AND FORGOT TO MENTION I DREW THESE BASD ON THE MOOTIES THAT COMMNTED ON MY THINGY LIKE LAST WEEK WHICH ASKED WHICH CHARACTER THY WANTD I LOVE YOU ALL PSPS I PROMIS

[lesbiamano]

i made a genshin oc,, I KNOW I KNOW not very "i hate genshin" of me but,, theyre so fun to make and i cant even lie about that. i loveddd drawing this girl and thinking up a story for her (more stuff abt her under cut)

as said in the pic, her name is selvi, shes a pyro bow user (yes im giving arlecchino another pyro bow user child). ive wanted to draw a genshin oc inspired by seelies for a long while now and ive only just managed to sit down and actually draw her. i hope she looks at least somewhat like a character in genshin. alsooo ive always wanted to see a pyro character that uses blue fire so ive decided selvi uses blue fire.

i based her design mostly on khaenriahn clothes + a little sumerian, but honestly i just did most of it without references and hoped for the best.

she has zero sense of self preservation and so she has come close to burning herself A LOT after getting her vision, but thankfully her siblings at the house of the hearth have mostly kept her out of danger's way. id imagine she spends a lot of time with lyney as he helps her get better at using a bow with her fire vision, though it doesnt have to be specifically with a bow, id imagine she trains w other weapons too. meanwhile lynette is the one who does her hair every morning and help her dress, and sometimes take her with her while she runs errands for arlecchino.

arlecchino always knew selvi was kind of an odd child. between eating grass and flowers and having multiple wild seelies follow her at a time everytime she took her outside, but selvi was still treated like all the kids arlecchino took in and was given food and a roof above her head and a nice bed to sleep in. though most of the time she didnt sleep and instead was content with following arlecchino around almost everywhere around the house of the hearth for the first 2 years arlecchino took her in, and then watching arlecchino sleep (if she does) and try to cuddle with her.

also,, i was imagining some sort of event with a bunch of characters from diff nations, and albedo and klee would be there, and so would selvi. selvi and klee become instant best friends and albedo sort of takes selvi under his wing and makes her his honorary sister too for the duration of the event, not knowing she technically really is his sister, and is one of rhinedottir's newest experiments.

anyway thats all ive got for now! sorry for the genshin posting

[bronsinseele]

like i try using all of them regularly (not too hard since i miss using particular dps's often and like switching teams for variety) but also. i have literally no teams with like. diluc, noelle, mona, charlotte, qiqi, and barbara.

see i'd say i have too many characters built but it works out for me bc of imaginarium theater.

[syre-stane16]

DOES THE PYRO VISON HOLDERES DESERVE THEIR ELEMENT?

PYRO

Ye, so Pyro is associated with war in Genshin. Why? Wecause war ravages the land and it kills everything its touches. A heavily destructive force, the element is also related with bad temperaments and rage.

Pyro's positive qualities is its warmth, light and energy.

It can be used to represent love, courage, strength and passion perhaps even ambition.

Now, I am bad at explaining the way I feel a character would represent the love aspect. But basically big positive feelings towards a select few or the entire world. You get me?

Let's begin.

AMBER

Amber is a warm and friendly character but so is most of the cast, so I won't call it out unless a character's warmth is significant enough to do so.

She's energetic, passionate and courageous.

KLEE

BOMB

Also, she a very energetic and passionate child. Klee is also considered the strongest of the knights of Favonius. Also the destruction aspect.

LIGHT

WARM,FUZZY SWEETHEART.

Guys she would love so hard oh my gods. Family, friends, random strangers. It's hard not to adore her and she just loves. I feel so upset about characters that love, like why do we deserve you. Why do we deserve your love. We are horrible, HORRIBLE people.

DILUC

His vision burned out after Crepus died. To compensate for this, Diluc used his father's delusion whilst he hunted down the Fatui. That man went on a rampage and he was exiled from Snezhnaya. So.. rage and destruction.

There's also the case that he lashed out at Kaeya and attacked his brother when he told Diluc about his connections to the Abyss Order allowing Kaeya to gain his vision.

Diluc's vision was rekindled of course, but it was interesting that his passion died the night his father did. The man still holds his dedication to justice.

Power.

Courage.

Also, he and Kaeya have a fire/ice kinda deal going on. I think Diluc and Kaeya deserve to get more story quests, like there is so much more we need to know about those two.

I can't really tell anywhere from the game, the comic or anything about what his relationship with Kaeya used to be, and how badly it broke. I feel that they both want to rekindle their relationship but aren't sure if the other wants to.

Even then, I feel like Diluc also falls int the love aspect. He got banned from a REGION because of what he did after they took his father away from him. His relationship with Kaeya is messy but you KNOW that man has a LOT of feelings.

And that may just be why I think he works with the love factor. His actions gives us an idea of how large and heavy his emotions are , you guys get me, right?

XIANGLING

Let's be honest, her dedication to the art of cooking already explains it. Also she's a chef.

XINYAN

Passionate of course, she's really friendly as well and she has a fiery personality.

Courage in a way. Imagine going onto a stage time and tome again and despite your audience constantly throwing tomatoes at you, you keep coming back to perform what you love.

HU TAO

Energetic.

She also has an interesting relationship with death. She believes that death is a natural part of life and feels that trying to prolong it is meaningless. Hu Tao embraces death.

Also she's a funeral parlour director. Cremation.

I adore how she's associated with butterflies, a symbol of death and change.

YANFEI

You would expect someone who works with law to be a hydro user wouldn't you.

Oh well, Yanfei is very passionate about the law. Like damg.

Also. Fun-fact: She finds Fontaine 's laws too difficult. Which is understandable.

THOMA

I'm not a ThomaTo shipper, but he definitely loves the Kamisato siblings. They are like a family to him and he is extremely loyal to them.

Thoma is a very friendly character and hardworking. He's also protective of the Kamisato siblings. idk guys, he's just one of those characters that you just know loves with all their heart.

YOIMIYA

FIREWORKS

passionate about fire works

friendly

DEHYA

She's from the desert.

She's strong.

Destruction.

Courage.

Her vision came to her at a low point making it a light at the end of her tunnel .

LYNEY

He is passionate about magic. He's the extrovert of the hearth siblings. He shares an element with Arlecchino, which may hint to them having a closer bond.

Light.

Courage.

The terms 'smoke and mirrors' is used when referring to a magician's tricks.

I'm gonna say a case can be made with love, for his siblings, 'Father' and for the magician that trained him and Lynnette. This boy rarely leaves his sister's side for long periods of time. Also he loves the traveller I don't make the rules you gays can't change my mind.

MOVING ON

CHEVREUSE

Passion

GUN

Courage

GAMING

His name is FIRE. He's passionate about his art. He's friendly. REALLY friendly and courage works too. His animations are LIT.

What more do you want?

CONCLUSION

Passion seems to be the most common trait amongst these fiery little guys.

Cryo next and I promise you I will gush about Kaeya and his beautiful face .

Bye!

Edi: i forgot Yoimiya.

[kaeyachi]

Pyromaniac Kaeya instead of Pyrophobic Kaeya HC for everyone's consideration:

- Young Kaeya who saw fire and just went "light pretty". His birth father scrambling every time to keep Kaeya from touching open flames

- soon found out how to make fire on his own and now his father is scrambling to stop him from doing so

- hates rain coz no fire! >:( Oh, and his father left him in the rain, right. But mostly coz of no fire!! >:(((((

- ...his father actually waited for a storm to make sure no fire occurred when he left Kaeya

- Crepus approaches a shivering child in the storm, and the child just reaches for him. Turns out Kaeya thought his hair was fire and wanted to touch

- When Kaeya woke up in a warm bed and saw the color red, he thought he died and went to Celestia somehow, turns out it was just a young Diluc staring at him too closely oops

- Kaeya is so envious! He really wants red hair too! (to look more like a Ragnvindr, he swears!)

- When waking up early, he goes to Adelinde to watch her cook food on preeetttyyy fffiiirrreeee

- Started a vineyard fire once. Good thing the staff saw on time before it could do any damage. He wasn't scolded too heavily, but he felt really bad after scaring everyone, and tbh that is the only reason Dawn Winery stands to this day (with several close calls)

- Kaeya, after Diluc got his pyro vision,  enjoyed the fire when they were fighting side by side

- He'd stick really close to Diluc while fighting to the point that Diluc actually subconsciously learned to make his fire avoid Kaeya

- Diluc had to purposely will his fire to aim at Kaeya in their fight :(((

- Diluc is horrified because he sees Kaeya stare straight at the fire unflinchingly :(((

- Kaeya gets his vision, and he finally realizes it was actually raining because suddenly it feels very very cold. Damn he really hates the rain

- he actually wished it were a pyro vision instead and thought that being given a cryo vision was just punishment and added suffering

- for the short time Kaeya stayed in the Dawn Winery while Diluc was away, he actually sat dangerously close to the fireplace. It worried Adelinde and Elzer who kept a careful eye on him

- in his own room in the KOF dormitories, he'd hold onto Diluc's vision to keep himself warm- the underlying power of pyro making him feel safe and happy

- when Diluc's vision started flickering, Kaeya went on a panic. He's scared the fire would be gone forever. Thankfully it ended up ok after a couple of hours, but he hid Diluc's vision on him for a while instead of leaving it in his room

- He was a bit bitter to be parted with said vision when Diluc returned. He decided to be a bit more extra annoying with how he gave the vision back to Diluc out of spite (thru an ugly vase)

- he unfortunately got so used to keeping Diluc's vision near him in his sleep that he ended up having a hard time sleeping for a while in its absence

- No one in the knights realized he's a pyromaniac. They figured he's ok with going near open flames because Diluc had a pyro vision and that since he's a cryo user, he can easily smother the flames when he fights pyro enemies

-Sometimes, he'd start fires himself and throw it onto enemies. The knights just thought "oh hey! A self-made melt reaction! Sir Kaeya is so cool-"

- Jean only realized after giving Kaeya babysitting duty to Klee for the first time. They came back with several reformed landscapes, a large basket of dead fish, and faint sounds of people screaming. Kaeya looked absolutely deranged, grinning ear to ear, with sparkles in his eyes, while carrying Klee, who was equally ecstatic

- "Oh no, what have I done." said Jean in horror after realizing the effects of making Kaeya babysit Klee

- kaeya argued with Jean over him spending time with Klee ( Kaeya somewhat won the argument? But he was told that no major damage should happen under his watch or else no Klee time. Good thing he had a cryo vision then)

- He made Klee her handbook as a guide for when and where they could do explosions. Time to teach his little pyromaniac partner the art of cunning.

- Rosaria figured out he likes fire and passes him the lighter to light up her cigarettes. She ended up gifting him a lighter soon after

- Kaeya has some business late at night sometimes, and that gives him the opportunity to watch the darknight hero in action, which means more fire!

- Diluc realizes that Kaeya watches him sometimes and since he knows Kaeya likes to see fire (to a worrying extent, and that really says something when a pyro user thinks so) he lets the other follow him around for a while

- Kaeya also gravitates towards the other pyro users in town. He enjoys watching Amber do target practice, he likes training Bennett, and again with spending time with Klee

this post is inspired by this reblog tag because I immediately started typing when I saw it like a deranged person myself

[dandelion-wings]

Hi! For the Whumptober prompt meme: from the first list, 16 "no, I can’t feel anything", with Jean please! I hope your October gets better soon °^°

Thank you for the ask, and for the well-wishes! <3 Funny story: I did a bunch of research last night on "delayed injury" for this, because I thought it would be a fun twist for that prompt, and then I woke up this morning and... absolutely chose violence. I can rehash the same setup two prompts in a row, right? >>

(Though I am filing that research alongside a suggestion made to me re: the last fill that I saw too late to take, and there may or may not be a non-prompt story that utilizes both concepts some time in the future.)

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ETA: now on AO3.

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It isn't Klee's fault. She had been as safe in her play as ever, and it wouldn't have happened if the Abyss Lector hadn't arrived when it did, or if Jean had taken a little longer to consider the ground before she struck.

Klee is more than capable on her own in Mondstadt's tamer wilds. Perhaps (*probably*) it was a mistake to think that she was more-or-less harmless out there, damaging only the landscape, very careful never to put bombs anywhere near roads ("It's bad to step on bombs, ever!"), or structures ("Walls should stay up! And roofs should stay on!"), or people ("Only blow up monsters and bad guys!"). But despite her age she can defend herself ably, and even with some of the expedition returned the Knights are still stretched thin when it comes to Vision-users, who are really the only people who can safely watch her.

These are all excuses. Jean knows that when she makes them to herself, letting Klee go out the city gates day after day, but they seem solid enough.

When Klee comes to Jean and tells her that she'd seen a bad guy while she was playing in the Whispering Woods, one of the really bad scary ones she's supposed to report *right away*, Jean lets her take Jean's hand and lead her back out of the city. She'll have Klee wait a bit back from the engagement, but this is easier than searching the woods based on Klee's rather erratic directions, and Jean can handle what sounds like one Abyss Lector on her own. Besides, all the knights she would call on are of the city on missions of their own, and she doesn't want to wait.

The location Klee points out is actually on the edge of the woods, one of the lower cliffs rising up out of Starfall Valley and only half-wooded. Jean leaves her deep among the trees, in a spot with no monsters about. "If you feel like I'm taking too long, or you see anything that frightens you, return to Mondstadt and tell a Knight right away," she tells Klee, before heading up.

She circles around wide, scaling the higher cliff to the west of that one, then crouches at the edge to look down at the cliff below. From here she can see the Abyss Lector, circling a section of disturbed ground. It seems agitated, gesturing and muttering to itself, making arcane gestures with its catalyst and then dismissing it again. Jean doesn't know what it may be searching for, but generally, when creatures of the Abyss are on the hunt for something, it's better to stop them *before* she find it.

Drawing her sword, she leaps into the air, letting her glider spread out to catch her. She glides forward a few feet, lining up the angles, and then shifts her stance as she pulls the cord. Her glider's wings snap shut, and Jean comes crashing down, sword-first, upon the Lector.

The tip of her blade catches on the Lector's pauldron and drags down from there, scraping a deep gouge into its armor. Jean bends her knees enough to soften her landing and draws straight, summoning a Gale Blade. The swirling Anemo catches the startled Lector, and she uses its moment of surprise and the force of the Anemo to whirl around, then takes one step forward, ready to hurl it against the hard stone of the cliff.

As her weight comes down on her front foot, something clicks underneath.

Disturbed ground- Klee was playing here- and the Lector's appearance would preclude her usual and required warning sign.

Jean hurls the Lector in a panic, no longer thinking about her aim, and leaps sideways. She might have been fine, had it only been her and the bomb. Layers of earth on top usually muffle the force of Klee's explosions. But the Lector, which *hadn't* hit the cliff and *isn't* still staggering from the blow, recovers enough to send a fireball flying towards the spot where Jean had been. It hits just as the ground begins to bulge.

There's a soft *whumph* from beneath the dirt, and then a much louder, roaring, rumbling *WHOOMPH,* and then the very stone of the cliff goes out from under Jean's feet.

She yanks the cord of her glider only to have rocks immediately batter into it, though at least the wood and fabric of the wings serve as a partial guard against being pummeled herself by the falling stones. One does strike her in the arm hard enough that she feels bone crack, and she loses her grip on her sword. Then, tumbling wildly through the air with only the drag of the broken glider, she hits the ground in the midst of the falling stones.

More bones crack as they fall upon her; Jean, on her belly, throws her hands over her head. Then one huge boulder crashes down right in the small of her back, and she screams, her vision going white for a moment at the sheer agony of the impact, convulsing under it, bile rising in her mouth. She's retching and spitting up the remnants of her breakfast as the last few pebbles and flakes of gravel settle, a layer of thick, choking dust over the pile she's halfway buried in.

There's no sign of the Lector. Jean tries to twist about and look up, but her broken arm gives out under her, and her back is screaming with half the muscles torn, and when she tries to turn her neck alone she can't actually see past one torn, dangling glider wing.

She's gasping for air, her lungs compressed under stone and scree and further choked by the heavy dust, and pain and panic and adrenaline have her heart pounding. In the woods, under the trees, she can see Klee's pale face, her wide eyes, the way she clutches with one hand on her little book of tales that serves as a catalyst and the other tight around Dodoco. Jean mouths *'Go'*.

One thing goes right: Klee turns and bolts, rushing for the road out of the Woods.

That leaves Jean lying there, unable to see most of her surroundings, barely able to move, wracked with pain. Except for where she isn't, but Jean isn't thinking about that right now. She has to stop panicking.

Anemo still responds to her Vision's call, though she's not foolish enough to try to heal herself while she's still crushed beneath so much stone. Instead she uses it to control her breathing, dragging air in and out of lungs through her Vision's power instead of her own compressed diaphragm. As that slows and steadies, her heartbeat does, too. The pounding in her ears slowly recedes, and what Jean had thought was dizziness fades with it.

She wishes she had her sword. Instead she's channeling through her brooch, which is far from a catalyst--not that she's ever been good with catalysts. But it's enough for this one task. She won't think about what happens if the Abyss Lector does come to finish off the job.

It doesn't. Jean lies there regulating her breathing, struggling to focus on that, on the slice of woods she can see, on the ways she's going to have to rearrange the Knights' schedules in the next few days, on the wisdom of perhaps sending some of her recovery time becoming better-practiced with catalysts, anything that isn't the fear sending cold tendrils through her or the despair that threatens to choke her throat and blur her eyes. Above all, she has to stay calm.

Help comes startlingly quickly. Jean has only just gotten her breathing and heart rate fully under control and set up a rhythm she can stick to when there's a breathless, familiar shout. "Master Jean!"

"Watch out," Jean manages to croak as Amber comes pounding out of the wood and up to her. "There may be an Abyss Lector about."

"Yeah! Klee told me. Don't worry, I have a couple Baron Bunnies ready, and I told Klee to keep heading back to Mondstadt and get more people to help."

Amber is doing an admirable job of looking and sounding steady herself, though her voice wavers just a little at the end, and she's pale around the edges when she steps back to survey the pile of stone Jean is under. Jean is proud, but not surprised. The Outriders used to be responsible for wilderness rescues, when there were enough of them to handle that alone, and Amber is still usually the person who finds stranded travelers or overconfident adventurers when they run into the sort of circumstance they need to rescue from. She does know what she's doing.

In fact, just as Jean is reminding herself of that reassuring fact, Amber shoves her bow into its case and steps forward again to start taking off stones. "You're not that far in. If I get these off here, it shouldn't shift anything... can you breathe any better?"

Jean attempts a breath without any aid from her Vision and feels that the cramped feeling is mostly gone. "Yes, I can."

"Okay. Since no one else is here yet, I'm gonna take this slow! But this is way more spread out than it is piled up, so it's safe to move most of it."

Amber is well into the process of unearthing her when Albedo arrives on the scene. Jean feels something drawn tense in her relax at his presence. He's as capable of Kaeya or Eula of handling the Lector if it appears, even if he hadn't been her first thought as a rescuer.

Better yet, he's brought along a selection of survival gear that she suspects matches the contents of his emergency cabinet on Dragonspine. He leaves that to Amber as soon as she exclaims in recognition of the stretcher, though, and steps in to move the last few and largest stones instead. Amber had tested the huge boulder that had struck her in the back once, barely tilted it, and immediately decided from Jean's pained noise that she couldn't move it alone. Albedo carefully and precisely places a Transient Blossom on one side of her, just beneath an outward jut of the stone, and brings it up so that the stone tilts and then topples over on her other side.

Jean feels a bolt of rebounding pain up her back, torn muscles spasming, and chokes back a cry. She doesn't feel the same bolt going downward.

Kneeling down beside her, Albedo puts a hand to the small of her back, sending another wash of pain up her spine as he presses gently at what *must* be crushed bone. He runs his fingers lightly up from that spot to the back of her neck, prodding each vertebrae. Then the pressure returns in that painful spot, for a moment, and--nothing. Jean feels nothing at all.

She tilts her head enough to look at him, and he meets her gaze and reaches out to do something she can't make out. "Can you feel this?"

"No," Jean whispers back. "I can't feel anything."

"This?"

"No."

"And this?"

Jean can't entirely choke back the despair at that, "No."

"One last time."

Albedo's fingers are suddenly pressing down, hard, on the painful spot that makes Jean twitch all down her spine--all down the part of her spine he can *feel*--and she gasps out, "Yes."

"Hmmm." There's only the barest, slightest hint of apology lurking in his clear blue eyes; the rest is shared understanding. Jean finds herself unutterably grateful for his reserved calm as he  rises again and turns to Amber. "Is the stretcher ready? We'll have to roll her onto it."

"It is," Amber says, her voice shaking harder now, face white, and Jean realizes with a sharp stab of regret that for all they'd both been quiet, for at least part of that, she'd been watching. But she drags it forward beside Jean, takes a deep breath, and looks up at Albedo. "I'm ready."

Jean manages neither to scream when they roll her onto it, nor to say more than, "It's all right," when Amber apologizes for jostling an apparently broken leg, then flinches. She lies still on the stretcher and keeps her eyes open for any sign of the Abyss Lector and guides her breath with her Vision, in and out, in and out, slow and steady, refusing to let her fear control her.

The Knights at the gate leap to help, freeing Amber from her burden, though Jean is relieved that Albedo refuses to relinquish his end of the stretcher. There's something about Geo users that seems to keep their steps always steady, and his serious calm remains a reassurance beyond what her own breath control can give. By the time they reach the second tier of stairs Noelle has come racing to take the other end, and Jean is carried to the Cathedral with as little jostling as could possibly be expected.

Sister Victoria is at the Cathedral's gates by the time they arrive, and takes ruthless control of the situation. Jean is settled in an infirmary bed by the time Barbara, whose hands are clutched in her skirts but who smiles idol-bright regardless, gets there. Jean draws in breath for a clear and honest description of her own injuries, so far as she's able to tell.

"I did a basic field examination," Albedo says before she can say the hard words of her self-report, and beckons Barbara off to a corner, facing him, so that Jean doesn't have to see her face when he says them instead.

Jean still hears her sob, once, and whisper, in a choked voice, "Big sister...." And then a deep indrawn breath of exactly the sort that Jean has been taking, and Barbara turns and starts towards the bed with a determined step and that idol's smile, only a little strained, and a nearly-cheerful, "We should start with a potion for the pain, and then I'll do- everything I can!"

---

The potion isn't just for the pain. Jean wakes in darkness; she lies still, her head fuzzy, trying to remember where she is and how she got here. Someplace close, someone is crying.

Scent and feel--medicinal herbs and familiar scratchy sheets--tell her this is the Cathedral's infirmary, so she can relax until the memory of the past day slowly filters back to her. Subtly, aware of the sobbing presence at her side, she tenses and relaxes her jaw, her arms, her back and abdomen, testing for lingering aches and pains. There's none at all, even in her lower back. Barbara is very good at what she does.

There's none at all in her legs, either, because they don't tense when Jean wishes them to. Even Barbara, best healer in Mondstadt, can only do so much. The spine is one of those few parts of the body that rarely if ever responds to magic.

Which is as good a clue as memory as to who is sitting beside her. "Barbara?" Jean whispers into the dark. It's been a long, long time since she's heard her little sister cry.

The legs of a chair scrape on the floor, and then Barbara is lurching closer, a shadow in the dark. "I'm *sorry*," she chokes out. "I tried my best, but... it wasn't enough."

There's a weight in Jean's chest that grows suddenly heavier, like another stone dropping atop her, at that admission. She hadn't even realized that she was still hoping that Barbara would say it was just taking a while, or she'd put in a nerve block, or--it doesn't matter what hopes she'd held. Those words crush them.

She swallows down her own sob of despair as they come crashing down. "It's all right," she lies, with dismay at the voice her way wavers. It refuses to steady, but she still forges on. "I am a healer too. I know how difficult nerves are, and the spine... is impossible."

Barbara swallows hard enough to be heard; her voice is a little less thick as she answers. "Not impossible," she says in a tone that's struggling to be cheerful, and failing even worse than Jean's. "Lisa says there's an Electro healer who studied in the Akademiya at the same time as her, and helps Bimarstan out sometimes with these sorts of cases. She can't always help, but... she's going to write and ask! You're the Acting Grand Master of Mondstadt, and she's Lisa's friend. I'm sure she'll come."

Or Jean can go to Bimarstan. She's afraid to have any hope at this thin reassurance. It's far from a guarantee, and to count on it... yet she can feel the weight on her chest lift just a little.

Not much. Jean wants nothing more than to burst into tears. If she was alone here, she might. But Barbara is here, and already guilty and grieving. The last thing Jean wants to do is make it worse.

*'Be strong for your sister,'* she remembers her parents saying, her mother sternly, her father kindly, both more than once. Barbara has always been the smaller of them, the weaker, the one who struggled no matter how hard she tried. Jean *can't* give into weakness in front of her, can't pile this pain on top of her own.

She holds out her arms. "It's all right, Barbara," she whispers, and pulls Barbara close when she falls into them, stroking Barbara's hair as she starts once again to try. Jean squeezes her own prickling eyes closed to keep any tears from escaping as she holds her sister tight.

---

Eventually Barbara falls asleep, and Jean after her. She wakes as the room brightens, morning's first light dancing in a dozen different colors across the room through the stained glass of the window, and finds her sister gone. A little while later a different sister of the Church comes in with breakfast--thin broth and tea--and wordlessly props Jean up with a pile of pillows before leaving her to eat.

Without anyone here to comfort, Jean feels the despair beginning to creep in. She choked the tears back too well in the night; her eyes are dry, now, belying the rising, choking tide within her breast. She takes a deep breath, then another, once again tugging at the Anemo around her to keep her breathing steady. But however steady her breathing, this time soothing her body does nothing for her mind.

Even if Lisa's friend from Bimarstan can come, even if she can help, Jean doubts it would be a quick or easy solution. When those things that so rarely respond to magic *do* happen to recover, whether magically or otherwise, it's a long, slow process, working by inches to regain feeling, or sight, or movement, or speech. The Cathedral has a half-dozen such cases already. For few do they expect to do more than maintain or slightly improve their quality of life.

So Jean can't count on that. If she assumes that this is her future--her chest squeezes tight, refusing the Anemo forced into it, until she closes her eyes and counts to ten and tries again, slowly loosening it--then what does she do next? Her days in the field are over. That means her days of leading the Ordo are over. She might remain Acting Grand Master in name until Varka returns, though perhaps it would be better to formally and officially return to Master of the Knights and give Kaeya the title, but there's no question now of her ever becoming Grand Master in earnest. Nor remaining Master of the Knights, at that. It's a more administratively-focused position, but both are expected to provide leadership in battle, and she cannot.

A future outside the Knights looms large and terrifying, empty of all purpose. With effort, Jean turns her mind away.

Until Grand Master Varka *does* return, it's unwise to make such a dramatic change in the Knights' command structure as to remove herself entirely. She can still handle the administrative side of affairs, in fact might do better at staying on top of it without anything else to handle. If Kaeya takes over as central commander in the field it will detract from certain other work he does, but she's not a fool. She does know Sister Rosaria does enough similar work that she might be able to ask her, obliquely, for more assistance--or even have her reassigned to the Knights as an adjunct for the duration, though that would be a fight with both the Church and, she suspects, Rosaria herself. And while she hates to lean upon Diluc, under the circumstances-

Diluc. What will he have to say about this? He's left the Knights, too, but she can't ask him for any advice about her future. Diluc left with a purpose of his own, a righteous one, even if she disapproves of some of the methods with which he pursues it. He still protects Mondstadt, in his own way. He still *can* protect Mondstadt. Jean has trained all her life as a knight, dedicated heart and body and soul to its defense. Now she's nothing but a broken shield, her very presence on the battlefield a weakness rather than a strength.

Jean tries to make herself stop *thinking* of this, to focus on the immediate needs of the situation, to drown her fears in expediency. It isn't working. Every thought leads to the yawning depths of the life ahead, robbed of her family's ancient duty and the calling she feels in her own heart, without the strength to serve Mondstadt as has always been her joy.

Perhaps she can find a place in the Cathedral. They're always in need of healers, and while she'll never be Barbara's match, she could learn to use her healing more delicately than battlefield medicine requires. It isn't what she *wants*, but that's a selfish thought; it's still service, will still help Mondstadt. If she has to give up the career she's pursued her entire life, the work at which she excels, the comrades with whom she's fought side-by-side, whose lives she's saved and to whom she owes her own life....

Jean's chest has once again tight, and this time she can't focus herself enough to loosen it. She starts a flow of Anemo and then thinks, this is something she could do as a Church healer, and then she's imagining herself sitting there forcing air in and out of lungs as she's done a time or two in the field, and then her chest tightens again. She abandons all control of the Anemo around her and just sits there wheezing until it loosens of its own accord, unable in any way to heal herself.

The broth and tea still sit on the side table. Jean has no desire to eat, feels almost nauseous with revulsion at the thought, but she knows that she needs to after such a complex healing. There's no point in making Barbara and the other sisters' lives more difficult. She picks up the bowl, manages one lukewarm spoonful, and tells herself she's warming up for another as she chases the one stray slice of spring onion that hadn't been strained out around the bowl with her spoon.

Before she can wind herself up for that second spoonful, there's a knock on the door. Jean knows who it is from the cadence before Kaeya pushes the door open. He's filthy, covered in dust with his boots smeared with dried mud all the way to the top, and he moves with the careful walk of someone who's been riding far too long as he appropriates Barbara's chair.

"You're meeting with the commander of the Millelith in Liyue Harbor today," is all Jean can think to say.

"Unfortunately, I had to cut that conference short. That does mean the Tianquan will know what's happened by this afternoon, but even if I'd been here already, she would have known by tomorrow evening in any case." He flicks the whole subject away with a hand and leans in. "Lisa filled me in. How are you?"

Jean takes a deep breath, sits up as much straighter as she can manage when she can only rely on the pillows to hold her, and gets ready to fill him in. "I've considered the situation, and I think it may be best to name you Acting Grand Master, and resume a support role as Master of the Knights until Grand Master Varka returns. I should still be capable of all the administrative duties of the Acting Grand Master, and fully intend to continue doing them, so as not to completely overwhelm you with work. I may even be able to take over your work as Quartermaster for the duration, but the Knights need a commander fit to take the field. I had thought to ask if Sister Rosaria might-"

"*Jean*," Kaeya interrupts, leaning in, looking at her seriously. "How are *you*?"

All of Jean's efforts to stave off the tightness fail at that question, and it feels as if her chest caves in on itself. Now the tears come, her throat closing and her eyes prickling. She calls Anemo again to help her breathe past it and blinks hard.

"I have to talk to Klee," she says, desperate for something, *anything* to say that won't turn into a sob. "She saw everything, and one of her explosives was involved. There were clearly errors... I should have fully considered the safety ramifications of allowing her to bury them, even well away from habitations and with their locations marked as she has been doing. Those will have to be addressed, but I don't wish her to think that she was at fault."

"I've already talked to her," Lisa says, coming in through the open doorway. "Albedo has, too. You have an *adorable* get well-card on the way, though it might be a little delayed. I mentioned that the wheelchairs they use at Bimarstan would be useful if not for all of Mondstadt's stairs, and she and Albedo got distracted trying to design a chair that could handle them.... But let us handle her for a little while."

"Thank you," Jean whispers, and, humiliatingly, sniffles, unable any longer to hold back the tears.

Lisa, not even bothering to look around for a second chair, comes around the bed to sit directly beside Jean. She rests a hand on Jean's arm, and her perfume fills the air, familiar and comforting, the same sweet roses with a faint deeper undertone that has surrounded Jean a thousand times when she's come to the library to steal a quiet moment and a cup of tea. As always, Lisa's presence is all it takes to coax her secrets out.

"I'll- I can do my best to help the Knights, until Grand Master Varka returns," she chokes out. "But I can no longer *be* a knight. I can't- I am meant to be Mondstadt's sword and shield, and yet I cannot serve- there is so little I can *do*."

Kaeya leans in further, tensed to rise from his chair, shoulders shifting and hands coming up as he looks at her in uncertain question. Jean gladly holds out an arm, and he steps forward and rests his knee on the bed and pulls her into a hug, one of the sort she's felt too old for since first was made a captain. Lisa slides in closer behind Jean and wraps an arm around her from the back, and Jean buries her face in Kaeya's shoulder, dust and all, and lets his cape soak up her tears.

"You know," Kaeya says, "the Inspector's position has been open for what is it, now? Five years? It requires someone of utmost integrity to fill the position, preferably with considerable experience, and it isn't a combat role."

Lisa chimes in, rubbing Jean's shoulder comfortingly with her free hand. "I'm sure Barbara has already told you that I've written to an old associate from Sumeru. Even if she can't be as much help as I hope, Sumeru is much more forward-thinking about these sorts of problems than Mondstadt is, and she may have some ideas. I wouldn't count out Klee's 'Bouncy-Jouncy Carriage,' either."

"And while Diluc might make a production out of insisting you needn't stay a knight, you know he'll do whatever it takes to get you any help you need," Kaeya adds. "The Dawn Winery's name and money can open plenty of doors."

"I know." More tears are welling up, and Jean clutches at Kaeya for support as she's wracked by a sob. "Thank you. Please don't- I would rather not, right now, but- thank you."

"Whatever you like, darling," Lisa says, and Jean can feel Kaeya's nod.

Another sob takes her, and another, and in the arms of her two best friends she curls around the weight of despair in her chest and lets them hold her through it, just for a little while. There will be time for hopes, for plans, for rebuilding the future around everything that's just changed. Right now, Jean needs this space to mourn.