#platonic yandere varka

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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ WANDERILLUSTREOUS!: The Grandmaster's Squire

(YANDERE PLATONIC VARKA x READER)

[F/N], the famed Traveller. Honorary Knight of Mondstadt, The Hero of Liyue and countless more nations begins to finally break down when she reaches Nod-Krai. Being Isekai'd has begun to take a toll on her. Thankfully, Grandmaster Varka is there to pick up the pieces.

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GENDER: Femme LIST OF YANDERE'S: https://pastebin.com/ErsuA2cz SONG: PIN-EYE! - Jhariah NOTE: SO UHM. this is more or less a side story set in the post-natlan saga of WANDERILLUSTREOUS! reader is a lil bit down on her luck. the only reason im writing this is because genshin impact 5.6 has currently taken over my life and i am fucking VIBRATING with excitement. VARKA!!!!

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Nod-krai was a cold, unforgiving place.

It was constantly shrouded in white. The ground, the trees, the mountaintops. There was not a single place a person could wander where they would not be surrounded by the blinding white, the kind that hurt the eyes and singed the fingertips of locals and passersby alike.

Maybe [F/N] would’ve considered it an interesting change. A place to entice her evergrowing desire for adrenaline, pumping through her veins.

But not today.

No.

Just.. not today.

[F/N] stood there amongst the settlement of The Knights of Favonious, stumbling, trying her best not to break out into rabid screams as she shook violently in the cold. Her eyes were watering, her breathing ragged. 

Another stupid nation needed saving again. Another nation needed her to fix all their problems.

“I-I.. I’m so tired ..”

And after what happened in Natlan..

Why was she crying? She couldn’t cry, she couldn’t . It made her chest heave and ache, her eyes stinging, mixed with the unrelenting cold that froze her tears halfway down her cheek. [F/N] was miserable; she was suffering-

She felt horrible- she couldn’t- she didn’t want to feel this way-

Not in front of him .

“I-I.. I can’t keep doing this anymore- I can’t- I can’t..! I just- I.. I..” The words spilt forth from her mouth like poison, spit out after swallowing. Her body shivered, trembling, aching within the unbearable tundra of Nod-Krai.

Grandmaster Varka.

[F/N] didn’t want to cry in front of him.

He had let her take refuge with his faction within the barren lands of Nod-Krai, taken her in as his squire, promoting her from that old title of Honorary Knight within those nostalgic lands of Mondstadt.

He was as steady as a rock, as strong as a bull. He was a man put-together and revered amongst the people of Mondstadt. Archons.. People only ever had good things to say about Varka, and she was breaking down not only a few feet from him.

Archons, she must have looked pathetic to him.

“I-I can’t keep doing this-” She had to keep doing this. “I don’t want to keep doing this-” She did want to keep doing this. “I-I just want to sleep- I-I.. I can’t keep going on like this- I-I..” She had to keep going- No matter how much she bled or bruised. No matter what she went through.

Because who was she when she didn’t bleed?

[F/N] sniffled.

He had beckoned her forward.

[F/N] was barely in control of her body, barely able to save herself from collapsing into the snowbed below. Her knees shook like a newborn foal. Eyes watering, blurring, muddling into nothing but vague shapes and colour splotches.

Swimming together, combining, swirling and mixing into one solid colour.

And suddenly, it all felt warm.

Grandmaster Varka rested a firm hand on the back of her head, the warmth of his palms spreading to his gloves as they lightly stroked her scalp. [F/N] shook. Her face pushed into his chest, a refuge from the tundra that surrounded them.

His body heat was pleasant. When she closed her eyes, she could almost imagine she was back in bed.

[F/N] nudged her face further against him, her body shuddering at the way his hand stroked her back, as if comforting a small child. His other arm reached out, locking around her as he brought her into a firm embrace.

Strong, he didn’t dare to let her go as she felt his cloak envelope her, almost swallowed whole. 

He didn’t waver when her tears stained his clothing, didn’t waver when she grasped onto him, seeking comfort from him. Gods.. he was everything they made him out to be, wasn’t he? A steady figure. A strong figure.

A man so much better than she could ever be.

Varka held her there for who knows how long, his eyes trained on the woma- The girl that clung to him like he was her only anchor. And he very well could’ve been. [F/N], The Traveller was a very well-known figure around Teyvat. She was a legend who had done the impossible.

And it seemed the impossible had finally taken its toll on her.

Archons, she was just a girl. Varka held her closer against him. He had dragged her into another conflict, didn’t he? He had asked her for her aid within the constant conflict of Nod-Krai, unknowingly bringing her into another issue- another situation that she just couldn’t handle.

But she couldn’t bring herself to say no. Varka realised that now. As he held the young girl in his arms, cradling her like a shaken child, he realised how human- how vulnerable The Traveller spoke of in the rumours was.

“It’s okay..”

His voice was low as he stroked her back, shepherding her closer to his chest. He pressed his lips to the top of her forehead, almost like a father would to his daughter, a knight would to his squire.

“It’s alright.. Don’t you worry about it..”

It was alright. His words were just as strong as his grip around her.

It would be alright. Varka would make sure of that.

[glazed-lilies]

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Girly SLAYYYYYYYY, so stealing those Varka describtions lmao

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ WANDERILLUSTREOUS!: The Grandmaster's Squire

(YANDERE PLATONIC VARKA x READER)

[F/N], the famed Traveller. Honorary Knight of Mondstadt, The Hero of Liyue and countless more nations begins to finally break down when she reaches Nod-Krai. Being Isekai'd has begun to take a toll on her. Thankfully, Grandmaster Varka is there to pick up the pieces.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚AO3 LINK *ೃ༄

GENDER: Femme LIST OF YANDERE'S: https://pastebin.com/ErsuA2cz SONG: PIN-EYE! - Jhariah NOTE: SO UHM. this is more or less a side story set in the post-natlan saga of WANDERILLUSTREOUS! reader is a lil bit down on her luck. the only reason im writing this is because genshin impact 5.6 has currently taken over my life and i am fucking VIBRATING with excitement. VARKA!!!!

MASTERLIST *ੈ✩‧₊ *ੈ✩‧₊˚AO3 LINK *ೃ༄

Nod-krai was a cold, unforgiving place.

It was constantly shrouded in white. The ground, the trees, the mountaintops. There was not a single place a person could wander where they would not be surrounded by the blinding white, the kind that hurt the eyes and singed the fingertips of locals and passersby alike.

Maybe [F/N] would’ve considered it an interesting change. A place to entice her evergrowing desire for adrenaline, pumping through her veins.

But not today.

No.

Just.. not today.

[F/N] stood there amongst the settlement of The Knights of Favonious, stumbling, trying her best not to break out into rabid screams as she shook violently in the cold. Her eyes were watering, her breathing ragged. 

Another stupid nation needed saving again. Another nation needed her to fix all their problems.

“I-I.. I’m so tired ..”

And after what happened in Natlan..

Why was she crying? She couldn’t cry, she couldn’t . It made her chest heave and ache, her eyes stinging, mixed with the unrelenting cold that froze her tears halfway down her cheek. [F/N] was miserable; she was suffering-

She felt horrible- she couldn’t- she didn’t want to feel this way-

Not in front of him .

“I-I.. I can’t keep doing this anymore- I can’t- I can’t..! I just- I.. I..” The words spilt forth from her mouth like poison, spit out after swallowing. Her body shivered, trembling, aching within the unbearable tundra of Nod-Krai.

Grandmaster Varka.

[F/N] didn’t want to cry in front of him.

He had let her take refuge with his faction within the barren lands of Nod-Krai, taken her in as his squire, promoting her from that old title of Honorary Knight within those nostalgic lands of Mondstadt.

He was as steady as a rock, as strong as a bull. He was a man put-together and revered amongst the people of Mondstadt. Archons.. People only ever had good things to say about Varka, and she was breaking down not only a few feet from him.

Archons, she must have looked pathetic to him.

“I-I can’t keep doing this-” She had to keep doing this. “I don’t want to keep doing this-” She did want to keep doing this. “I-I just want to sleep- I-I.. I can’t keep going on like this- I-I..” She had to keep going- No matter how much she bled or bruised. No matter what she went through.

Because who was she when she didn’t bleed?

[F/N] sniffled.

He had beckoned her forward.

[F/N] was barely in control of her body, barely able to save herself from collapsing into the snowbed below. Her knees shook like a newborn foal. Eyes watering, blurring, muddling into nothing but vague shapes and colour splotches.

Swimming together, combining, swirling and mixing into one solid colour.

And suddenly, it all felt warm.

Grandmaster Varka rested a firm hand on the back of her head, the warmth of his palms spreading to his gloves as they lightly stroked her scalp. [F/N] shook. Her face pushed into his chest, a refuge from the tundra that surrounded them.

His body heat was pleasant. When she closed her eyes, she could almost imagine she was back in bed.

[F/N] nudged her face further against him, her body shuddering at the way his hand stroked her back, as if comforting a small child. His other arm reached out, locking around her as he brought her into a firm embrace.

Strong, he didn’t dare to let her go as she felt his cloak envelope her, almost swallowed whole. 

He didn’t waver when her tears stained his clothing, didn’t waver when she grasped onto him, seeking comfort from him. Gods.. he was everything they made him out to be, wasn’t he? A steady figure. A strong figure.

A man so much better than she could ever be.

Varka held her there for who knows how long, his eyes trained on the woma- The girl that clung to him like he was her only anchor. And he very well could’ve been. [F/N], The Traveller was a very well-known figure around Teyvat. She was a legend who had done the impossible.

And it seemed the impossible had finally taken its toll on her.

Archons, she was just a girl. Varka held her closer against him. He had dragged her into another conflict, didn’t he? He had asked her for her aid within the constant conflict of Nod-Krai, unknowingly bringing her into another issue- another situation that she just couldn’t handle.

But she couldn’t bring herself to say no. Varka realised that now. As he held the young girl in his arms, cradling her like a shaken child, he realised how human- how vulnerable The Traveller spoke of in the rumours was.

“It’s okay..”

His voice was low as he stroked her back, shepherding her closer to his chest. He pressed his lips to the top of her forehead, almost like a father would to his daughter, a knight would to his squire.

“It’s alright.. Don’t you worry about it..”

It was alright. His words were just as strong as his grip around her.

It would be alright. Varka would make sure of that.