#plus this is the one i'm curious about and that's the Twitch Rule

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wuh oh twitch!!!!! this seems bad

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Oracle!Reader Part 12

Masterlist - Part 1, Part 11, Part 13

Putting this early so y'all got something to read while waiting for Fontaine. Gl on wishing/saving!

Warning! This is SAGAU which is yandere, plus my story is imposter au which makes things even worse. You can expect detailed descriptions of sensitive topics like blood in this chapter.

The water is still as Mountain Shaper relays your claim to the other adepti. The cutting gaze they have is deflected by that calm expression you wear.

"Then before we deal with them, let's wrap up the situation with the children." Ganyu speaks softly as her eyes move past your form with wariness. 

Xingqiu and Chongyun relax at the sight of Ganyu.With her around, the punishment from the adepti should be prevented.

"Thank you both for coming to save the children, and I'm sorry we weren't in time to help that poor boy. I'm afraid I'll have to burden you both with the task of bringing them back to the city. This would be quite a big deal, especially for you, Xingqiu, as the son of such a prestigious family."

Xingqiu freezes up at the mention of his family while Ganyu takes out a notepad. She writes something on it and hands it over to him.

"This is a brief report on what happened, your cover up is that I asked you to bring them back home. You and your friend will have to give a report to the Millelith and when I get back, I can finish the report. I can get the needed information from your... teammate."

The skepticism and slight disgust in her voice makes it perfectly clear what she thinks about you. She didn't even want to thank you for participating in saving the children.

Ganyu is an adepti, even if she is half human, and that is why she has some of that signature arrogance. She always did jump to conclusions; like how she attacked that Fatui skirmisher that was berry picking. Her arrogance only makes it harder for her to change her mind until it's nearly too late.

Xingqiu smiles politely but the twitch in his eyebrow as he accepts the note says it all. Chongyun's face visibly sours but he keeps quiet. They both turn to you, silently asking if it's okay for them to leave you here.

Your lips stretch into a cheery smile and you give them a thumbs up. "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Just make sure Yiran gets to her father and that the mother of that poor boy gets his body."

They leave with the children clinging to them, the children still have remnants of tears in their eyes. You can only silently command Teyvat to make their journey back to the city as safe as possible.

"One knows not why this interloper is not already decaying at our feet. Surely any being that claims such a frivolous thing deserves to be sacrificed to the glorious Creator."

Rude as always, Cloud Retainer is the first to ignite the hatred for you. In Genshin she was always comedic relief after the Archon quest but it's different with your current position.

"Don't be so quick to see to my death, Cloud Retainer. Surely Mountain Shaper has already told you what secret information I know about you all." You smoothly comment. 

"The young herbalist is not impossible to hold information on, it's the scent of Teyvat on you that led me to not kick you off my mountain." Moon Carver interferes calmly. You get the sense that he's the most curious on who you are in contrast to the rest that just want you to die.

"Like I said, I'm an Oracle for the Creator themself. Surely you aren't going to doubt Teyvat in who it chooses to embrace."

"Mimicry is a common tactic among evildoers like yourself. Perhaps you're a demonic spirit from the old war hiding in human flesh. It would suffice as an explanation for the way you used that little girl to buy time for yourself." 

Mountain Shaper pushes the agenda of some evil lurking within you. Honestly, it's starting to annoy you but becoming emotional would only fuel them further.

"I only spoke to Yiran so rashly due to your stupid rules. Who focuses on intruders that you clearly saw came for the children instead of the terrified young girl? She was scared from the massacre and felt responsible for that boy's death. That same dead boy’s mother that you proceeded to insult."

"And why should we concern ourselves with the folly of humans?"

"I'm not asking you to. I'm saying that you should at least allow the other humans to help those children, yet you treat adults and children like they have the same mental capacity. Not surprising as adepti couldn't possibly understand the complexity of humanity but it’s still quite disappointing that you cannot even see the logic."

Your words earn you a sharp amber tearing into the skin of your left arm.  A low curse escapes you as you yank the injured arm away from the crimson painted amber. Examining the wound with a grimace, you apply pressure to slow the bleeding. The puncture wound lets your blood stain the clothing and drip off. 

It didn't go all the way through but in certain areas your vein and arteries can be seen. Not broken, just exposed and so very painful. Resisting the tears, you dig into your bag with your good hand for the medical kit.

As you clean and wrap up your wound, you can hear the adepti arguing.

"What are you doing you old coot? One was looking to expose their lies, not attack in such a haste. Now that filthy blood is staining my abode."

"Cloud Retainer is correct on this topic. As devoted worshippers of our caliber, having the ability to unravel the demonic lies is true proof of our strength."

It's so funny, you almost want to laugh in their faces. 'Filthy blood'? Your blood is the one that they worship like salvation. 'Demonic lies?' Isn't the Creator's word's law and truth no matter the message?

That haughtiness that leads them to try beating you at your own game will be their downfall. You'll enjoy this new act. After all...

They're only the stepping stones for the showdown between you and the Geo Archon.

With a bandaged arm that sends dull aches and electrifying pain at intervals, you smile and speak in a sweet tone.

"Finished conversing yet? If you're ready to try exposing my nonexistent lie then get rid of this amber cage and let me show you firsthand why I'm the Creator's Oracle."

Your serene smile is met with sharp glares, distrustful eyes and a timid gaze that speaks first.

"And what proof or action will you show us?"

"Well, I have multiple ways, but illuminated beings like yourself will not be satisfied with that. You'll see it as a trick, a prepared prop to convince you all. So instead, why don't you ask me to do something or relay something to the creator? Something that you're positive I can't complete."

Beisht's scale seems to make your bag heavier with the reminder of its existence. But it's not time for it yet. The adepti only see Beisht as an enemy, that gamble isn't one you're willing to risk just yet.

"One would never ask you to pray to the creator and sully their ears with your sinful voice. One has a better idea on what you can do as 'proof'. As much as One hates to let you get closer, it is necessary to enter my abode."

Mountain Shaper seems to grumble as the other adepti force him to release you. Chains made of Geo and Dendro wrap around your wrists and tug you forward. 

Were you truly that untrustworthy in their eyes? Four adepti against one human, the outcome is obvious, but you keep a leisurely pace behind them.

Cloud Retainer's domain-like door opens and once you all step inside, the door shuts with a loud bang. It's just like how you remembered it in the game.

An absolute confusing mess.

Ganyu and Cloud Retainer cross the barely hanging rock bridge with ease, Meanwhile Moon Carver and Mountain Shaper throw remarks at her.

"What is the meaning of such a mess? It's in even worse condition than when we visited 300 years ago."

"One's abode is not of your concern. It is normal for one to keep it in the environment that suits one's needs."

Cloud Retainer and Mountain Shaper continue to bicker back and forth as you are led through the turning platforms and transparent golden bridges. 

"Maybe if a certain mortal had just accepted death as their punishment, we wouldn't have to be going through this disorganization."

As adepti, they probably could have just flown to the top where Cloud Retainers' main ruins are but as you are clearly human, they had to take the long way. They don't bother to keep that fact quiet but Moon Carver constantly saying that only makes you walk slower in pettiness.

The main ruin finally comes into view and you remember the initial conversation with Cloud Retainer when you had to discuss Morax's fake death. The door behind that never let players in, is now open. 

Entering you are greeted with long hallways with inventions in different stages of creation littering it. Texts, and murals of different time periods cover the walls. Morax, Guizong, the Yaksha and even other adepti you don't recognize are there.

A left turn at a three way intersection goes to a large room decorated beautifully with feathers and gemstones alike. The image of you forming an egg that has brown scales and gold accents is the main centerpiece. 

This must be how they believe you created Morax. Then does that solve the question on whether the egg or the chicken comes first? 

Cloud Retainer stops in the middle of the room and spreads her wings to point at the sides of the room that are inscribed with text.

"Ever since One took residence in this abode, One has never been able to decipher the text, nor has any other being that got One's permission to enter this sacred room been able to decipher it. If you are truly the Oracle then surely you must be able to decode such scriptures."

"Then let's see just what message this scripture contains." Your proud words are all the bravado you need to walk past their eyes and approach the closest words on the left wall.

As you move to walk past Cloud Retainer's form, she brings her wing down to cover your path.

"Death is the only ending for you in One's eyes. If you fail to translate, then you'll die. If you tarnish or destroy it, then you'll die. And if you refuse, then death will claim you before you can even finish your words." 

"I understand full and well, Cloud Retainer. My life belongs to the Creator, no matter how difficult or painful."

Her wing cuts through your shackles with ease. Now free, you walk past with that confident posture you've held throughout this meeting. Your hands itch to run over the wall and pray that Teyvat will automatically translate it as it had done for everything else. Yet when you get close enough to make out the words, you smile widely. A sight so beautiful for your poor eyes.

'Elemental creatures of all kinds must continue to worship the maker of all things to maintain their loving and personal connection. Refusing or forgetting to do so is the same as rejecting or not caring for them. Consequences are dire and just like trust, it'll be much harder to restore.'

Your language is written on the wall in clear letters. Your luck seems to have turned around for now. You could do so much with this information.

"I can understand this perfectly. It's the language the Creator uses to communicate on the world they're resting in. The scripture describes elemental worship that is specific to only elemental beings."

You recite the first text with ease as the room goes quiet. Not a laugh, scoff nor grumble is heard in the room. Should you take this as a bad or good thing? 

Pushing onward you begin to translate the rest of the text on both sides of the room. It gives a detailed explanation on how to sacrifice body parts, energy, blood, and lifeforce. 

"Stop, we have heard enough." Moon Carver cuts in emotionlessly. You look back at them feigning a confused expression. Trouble is clear on their faces, the truth of your words is spreading guilt within them.

Inwardly your lips curve into a smile that seems to soothe the pain in your arm.

They aren't guilty from the approaching truth of your 'oracle' status being real. They're feeling guilt over the worship methods that they had forgotten.

But pompous beings like them will never accept their wrong-doings so easily.

"You speak of words that poison our minds and weigh our hearts with guilt. This may be but a sham that you wish to deceive us with. Us, illuminated beasts will not accept this method until it's been proven in our sights."

With a careless shrug and scoff, you speak to Mountain Shaper with an uncaring attitude. "I would happily do it to myself just to prove my words true, but I'm not an elemental being like you all were so happy to point out. It seems one of you will have to test it out or we'll never get anywhere."

"Or perhaps we can end this farce now and eliminate you from the beloved maker's gaze." His angry reaction has you covering your mouth in surprise.

"You would skip past the proper protocols in the case concerning the Creator? Where is your devotion? Your faith? Or are you just afraid to do so and see the honesty in my words? Maybe it's a mix of both..."

Mountain Shaper takes a clawed step forward that makes the ruins shake. Cloud Retainer blocks his path with her wing.

"One has had enough of this Shaper! Treat the eulogies and artwork of the creator with more respect."

"It is shameful that an illuminated being like yourself is being led by a mortal like that. Are we not the ones who survived this long despite the varying enemies and plots? Calm yourself before you sully the Creator's pride with your uncontrollable wrath."

Mountain Shaper looks pissed as his eyes glare at you with malice. The temptation to flip him off with a shit-eating grin is too strong and he turns away like a toddler at your crude actions.

"I can do the ritual for us to learn the truth on this matter." A timid voice steps in during the brief silence. All eyes turn to Ganyu as she keeps her hands close to her chest.

"All the work I do is for Liyue, Rex Lapis, and most importantly: the Creator. If this method is true then I can learn a more intimate way to worship them. And if not, then I can keep the creator's reputation pure by utterly destroying Y/N."

Her words are soft and gentle but turn dark near the end as she stares at you seriously. The adepti stay quiet seeming to respect her bold actions even if Cloud Retainer seems just a bit ruffled.

"You said that there are many different offerings to give, all with their own reward. Which one would give the best result?"

"The energy sacrifice would be the most convenient and easiest but it doesn't fit you well due to your lethargic nature. Your body is physically strong so a blood offering would be the best choice."

Ganyu's eyes seem to follow your form as you step closer to the section that contains the instructions for the blood offering. She's no doubt trying to figure out how you could know about that without considering the possibility of you being the Oracle true.

You read it out loud so that everyone is on the same page before looking back at them.

"So let's start with the main things. We'll need a clear area outside along with a ceremonial dagger and cup. I'll wait here and write down all the ritual instructions for future use."

In Genshin you always know a NPC is suspicious when they want to 'wait and write' something while you do the actual work. The distrustful looks they all send you feel the same way.

They leave Ganyu to watch over you while they all leave to prepare the ritual. Deciding to leave Ganyu alone, you go back to jotting down the text into your handbook.

It's quiet to the point of it being uncomfortable yet you diligently finish the notes and simply doodle on the free space. Ganyu's eyes never stop running down your body, you ask yourself if she's even blinking.

"Before I came here to visit, I heard of an incident at Liyue Harbor. About two geovishap hatchlings that went feral and caused a mess. The most interesting part was how the 'winner' displayed its trophy to a masked stranger."

Ah, Ganyu... 3,000 years old and counting half-qilin adeptus with a whole war as experience. Did you ever forget her knowledge? No, you just simply underestimated her resilience to erosion. 

"Is there something you want to ask me about that incident? If so, just spit it out. Communication is important, a secretary like yourself should know that much."

"I have no doubt that you are the person in the incident. I'm conflicted over how you came to your... position. Someone tricking the people is normal and still saddening. But someone trying to trick the adepti? Foolish and stupid. I will stop you either way but just know that I will not stand for your evil actions."

A laugh slips past your lips as your gaze falls onto her firm stance. Gentle and quiet are the words to describe qilin yet the conflict avoiding nature seemed to have skipped Ganyu's genes. 

"Then I hope you repent properly to the creator for refusing to believe their loyal servant for speaking the truth." You move to stand in front of her and stare deeply into her eyes with mirth. "It seems the adepti have already returned. Why don't we get going?"

Not a moment later, Cloud Retainer's voice rings out, calling for you both to come outside. Smiling cheerfully, you follow Ganyu out of Cloud Retainer's home.

The moon's glow tenderly caresses your skin and bandaged arm as the water laps at your legs. The adepti stand on the small patch of land as you and Ganyu trudge across the water. On the table is a clean dagger with intricate gold patterns and a gold chalice decorated with Noctilucous Jade.

Dagger and chalice in hand, you survey the area with a critical eye. Smiling, you point at an area of water.

"The water here is clean and clear so it fits the bill in what the ritual needs. Follow me Ganyu." Not bothering to look back you walk deeper into the water, even still the water only reaches above your knees.

"Words are not needed, only actions. Kneel and choose a place for me to cut you. Your blood has to fill the chalice to the brim."

She goes along with your words and kneels, letting the liquid soak her clothes without complaint. Grabbing ahold of her beautiful white sleeve, she pulls it off, exposing her arm.

"Cut my arm in a long shallow slit so it can be filled quickly without too much damage."

"Alright, let me go over the steps once more as your time is limited once it's filled." With practiced ease, you cut her arm and watch her blood flow into the chalice. Not even a peep escapes her from the pain.

"You'll hold the chalice with both hands raising it into the air to signify that you are offering. Keep your eyes closed and pray for what you wish to communicate to the creator. In this case, you want to pray for the creator to accept your blood offering as the first step to forgiveness. After that you'll just need to follow my lead."

Ganyu nods solemnly and you move the now filled chalice to her hands carefully to avoid spilling it. Her eyelids flutter shut as her hands hold the chalice high in the air. The air seems to still as her lips move to mouth a silent prayer.

The blood that drips down her arm and into the water seems hypnotizing. To think you’d really hurt someone to hide your lie. It's different then the case with Beisht; you hurt Beisht to prove your identity. What you have done to Ganyu is a line you may have to cross again in the future. What if you eventually kill someone to hide your lie? The thought seems ludicrous to you now but so did hurting someone before this moment...

Your thoughts seem to still when the blood dripping from her wound changes in color. No, not just color but in texture too. Those wine red drops shift to a mix of pink and blue. It solidifies into a small glittering object that clinks softly as it hits the water.  

It flashes for a moment before dissolving into water like it never existed. Was that truly what a primogem looked like in real life?

An indescribable feeling swells up in your chest, soft whispers lead your body closer to Ganyu without a fight. Shakily your hands cover hers as that intangible feeling urges you to speak.

'I accept your offering' is nearly spoken but even in this haze of dopamine and serotonin, your self control is firm.

"The Creator accepts your offering." Your words are shaky with unknown emotions. Is this Ganyu's feelings towards you as the creator? It's gentle and rests on your soul like a weighted blanket feebly trying to pull you into a deep sleep.

Reminding yourself of the ritual at hand, you begin to tilt the chalice toward the ground. The scripture never specified what would happen but the sight you receive is beyond what you could expect.

What pours out of the chalice is not scarlet liquid, but thousands of primogems that clink and clank as it hits the water. Just like earlier, it dissolves leaving bubbles that cloud the starry sky that was reflected on the surface.

When the last primogem hits the water, you release Ganyu's hands and step back. You look up at the night sky that begins to glow with color as your voice cuts through the tense silence.

"Open your eyes Ganyu, it's time to see your wish revitalized. The Creator accepted your offering after all."

Coral and lavender eyes open slowly and go wide at the sight of the sky. The chalice is gripped in tightly on her lap as the night blooms with blue and purple wishes.

A single gold star begins to travel through the air at high speeds. Noticing its course you step farther away from Ganyu as she stays kneeling in amazement at the sight.

Before anyone can speak, the gold shooting star hits Ganyu and engulfs her spot with a beam of light. It's harsh on your eyes but the game screen that automatically opens in front of you soothes it.

Ganyu's splash art is the only thing you see before you click it off with a triumphant smile. Skipping through all the other wishes and four star constellations, the game screen and gold light disappear at the same time.

A shocked and confused Ganyu could be expected. A quietly happy and thankful Ganyu was expected. But the half qilin adeptus silently bawling her eyes out as she stays kneeling in the water was what greeted you instead.

The other adepti don't hesitate to move to your area with inhuman speed from where they were watching. You expected Mountain Shaper to be the first one to attack you as Moon Carver stands protectively in front of Ganyu but it seems the adepti didn't like to respond logically.

Sharp talons wrapped around your neck as the weight of the crane pushes you back onto the water. The unexpected submersion has you coughing uncontrollably underwater as your body seems to be weighed down by something invisible.

Fingers dig into your throat as blurry yells make your heart pound with panic.

"It's all your fault!" 

"None of this would have happened if you didn't exist!"

"Should have just let me do what I want with you, you pathetic fuck!"

Sickle in hand your attacks are choppy as the electro sputters in and out of existence. The fingers turn into a bruising, clawed grip once more as your free hand grabs a fistful of feathers.

The crane is pulled away and by extension you're pulled out of the water too. The water droplets make your vision blur as you try to calm your hyperventilation into something less vulnerable.

Cloud Retainer is held back by all three adepti as she squawks with indignation. The ringing in your ears prevents you from hearing anything more than, "One has not seen Ganyu cry in such a way since she was a child!"

Ganyu seems more than embarrassed as she repeatedly tells Cloud Retainer something you can't be bothered to make out. Your nails dig into the blood and feathers in your hand as you stare at the missing patch of feathers on Cloud Retainers body.

You're cold, wet, hungry, and so very tired but that bald patch you left on the noisy crane makes you feel happy in a vengeful way. If you weren't still reeling from the near death experience you would have loved to comment on her new preen.

The situation seems to calm down as Ganyu and the rest explain something thoroughly to Cloud Retainer. It's obvious that she had gone on a rampage due to Ganyu's reaction without bothering to view the situation in full. A rare mistake for someone as meticulous as her.

With care and concern only for the present, you move to the edge of the mountain and stare out across the sky. The view of Liyue is muddled yet enhanced by the starry sky. The grass under your shoes is welcome in comparison to the pond that nearly swallowed you whole.

Your fingers mindlessly pick at the healing scabs and bruises from the treasure hoarder fiasco. The grimace on your face is not from the pain of the jostled arm but the uncomfortable feeling of wet bandages. Carefully, your fingers trace the new talon marks on your neck that you gained from Cloud Retainer. Should you get hurt by Moon Carver too, to collect wounds from all three?

The grass crunches behind you and you already know what is about to happen. Your eyebrows pinch in worry and your gaze rarely leaves the floor as the adepti stand face to face with them.

"I'm so sorry for my reaction earlier. I was so surprised and overjoyed that the sacrifice convinced the Creator to awaken me that I reacted in such a shameful way. It's due to my failure to keep my emotions in check that you got hurt. Please forgive me."

Your mind is blank but your body is well versed in what to do, what lies to say. Softening eyes are steady with Ganyu's as your fingers gingerly touch the claw marks.

"I understand Ganyu, the creator's grace is an amazing thing. Be sure to serve them properly from now on." With a near patronizing tone you speak to the adepti as a whole.

"Don't you see what damage you had done to me? The creator is love, peace, justice and truth. I hope you don't think they'll let Cloud Retainer and Mountain Shaper off easy for harming me who has taken on such a heavy and dangerous burden."

Facades are only good if you know how to upkeep and keep track of them. If you act like some soft pushover now, they'll be suspicious. You slide into the control seat of the spider web of lies you've created as easily as breathing. 

Rest? Mental breakdowns? Dissociative states? Hallucinations from past traumatic experiences? All of those things must be pushed into the crevice in your mind. The same crevice that seems to grow deeper and darker with each passing year since your birth. Those thoughts can consume you when you're safe, if that day ever comes.

They react exactly as you expected; haughty but thoroughly humbled with seeds of self doubt planted in their hearts. Breaking even a fraction of their pride in their fake-ass devotion brings a longing for them to crumble even more.

You go along with conversation while conserving as much energy as possible. Ganyu was the only one with enough sensibility to apologize to you so why should you care about the rest of them? If they had Ganyu carry and apologize in their stead then they should be just as fine with you only giving her actual attention.

Pointing out this fact seemed to stun them into a tense silence. Your body naturally goes on edge expecting some sort of attack but nothing comes. Instead they present you with a few apologies without using words.

"As a faithful servant of the Creator, you are welcomed anytime in Jueyun Karst, as well as any other areas that would be deemed off-limits within our authority."

"Why not stay in One's home for the night after the enlightening events that have occurred today? One is not a careless host and will be sure to provide all that you need during your stay."

It honestly wasn't a bad idea, your mind and body were not fit for teleporting to Liyue and setting up camp. You accepted the offer despite knowing that the sleep you will get will not be fulfilling.

The conversations they hold as you are fed and tended to flow in one ear and out the other. The most notable information you picked up was how they wanted to try the method themself and even spread it to Xiao in hopes of the creator lessening his karmic debt.

It's Ganyu that accompanies you to a guest room that Cloud Retainer somehow managed to not make messy. The other adepti seem to think that you like her in some way when little to their knowledge, you're simply fond of her.

Not in the way that you want to be near or interact with her. She apologized for being part of the reason you were attacked. She still hasn't apologized for all her previous rude actions. You liked her the same way as you did on Earth. Only as a character.

A voice whispers that it's better than how you refuse to associate with Ei in any way.

You lay down on a clean mattress in the comforting silence of the night. You're dry, warm, full, and comfortable yet still as on edge as before. The eyebags you wear are not from random all-nighters but from the never-ending cycle of lying for a living. Both on Earth and on Teyvat.

Sleep doesn't come easy, not with the constant fear of talons holding you down. Nor with the unease of amber cutting through your skin. Rest comes in spurts of deep sleep before hands are choking you again back into the waking world. 

Sometimes you wish you could forget who your family was too.

Your internal clock is all sorts of confused as you wake up for the 50th time. Judging by the lack of discomfort in your body, you couldn't have slept more than an hour. 

Pale green glows in the corner of your eyes making you speed into sitting position. You catch the faintest glimpse of a horned masked bearing large fangs and glowing teal eyes. 

You blink at the spot as your breath is harsh even to your own ears. Was it real? Was he here? Why would he be?

For what reason would he watch you sleep if not to investigate?

The cool mask calms your clammy skin. If he had looked under it, you wouldn't be here anyway. It's that morbid thought that brings you peace. 

How ironic.

Knowing that sleep will not come to you for a while, you get dressed and follow the vague memory of the path Ganyu took when bringing you to the guest room. 

It leads to the domain doors to the outside and the brush of your fingertips on the stone doors has it moving smoothly. The early morning sun warms the stone walkway as you exit into the free space.

The sight of the pond trudges up memories of yesterday. With a bright smile and light footsteps, you hurry down the staircase and jump over the water with ease.

"-yet how could we possibly forget such a vital ritual?" "One suspects larger factors are at play." "The records in our abodes should show-"

Catching the near ending of such a serious conversation, you slow down as they all turn to look at you.

"Awake already Y/N? Would you like a light breakfast?" Ganyu is the first to speak, the other adepti are surely still examining you. Now far more lucid than last night you are positive that having another meal with them would be a true nightmare.

"I'm not hungry when it's so early so I'll pass for now. There are many private duties that the creator asks of me and it would be best that I get straight to it. Yet there's a slight problem."

The adepti seem to tense up in unison, not that they are wrong for doing so. You've been a consistent thorn in their side since you met Mountain Shaper.

"You see, my body has not fully recovered from the injuries that I received from fighting the treasure hoarders. And with the how rough I was handled by you all, my injuries were reopened."

The wind ruffles your hair as if highlighting the bruise and talon marks. Your left hand is pressed against your chest making the sun shine on the bandaged arm. The parts of damaged exposed skin are the icing on the cake.

"Then what is it that you desire oracle of the beloved? Do you wish to check on the children that were saved?" Mountain Shaper's voice is like ice. Sharp when cold like yesterday but smooth when controlled correctly.

It was a good thing you slept, even if it was sucky. You almost missed out on such a great bargaining chip!

"That is one thing I plan to do when I head to the city but there's a few things before that. Since you're already offering to take me then it would be a great help if you can take me to this location."

Shamelessly you hold out the map in your handbook with the only commission location left.

Increasing Danger - Hilichurls are building towers in the circled area. Destroy these towers for the safety of the people.

Mountain Shaper sighs tiredly and is about to respond when you cut him off on purpose. 

"Oh and those ceremonial tools we used in the ritual yesterday? I need them. The creator is an all-loving deity that would never desire to push away the innocent and loyal beings in Teyvat unless they deserved it. The creator wishes to conduct more rituals if necessary."

Cloud Retainer seems to stare at you in shock at the forceful way you pushed for the items you desire. The dagger and chalice glint in the sunlight as she resists the urge to hide them from your greedy eyes.

"But before you drop me off for good at my commission site, I'll need you all to help me activate the teleport waypoints. There's no way I'm climbing those mountains again. Besides, the creator blessed you all with such power, how could you not use it to support a fellow devotee?"

Your smile widens to bare all your teeth as Moon Carver avoids looking directly at you. They may be reluctant but you always make sure to have your debts be paid with interest. The price for hurting, exhausting, and stressing you out is not one to sneeze at either.

Quite a few teleport waypoints were activated with the dagger and chalice safely in your bag. Adeptus powers really were useful in situations like these. Within half an hour you had activated enough to safely teleport around Jueyun Karst without fear of running into the adepti again.

As Mountain Shaper sets you down nearby the hilichurl camp and towers for your commission, his curiosity finally gets the best of him.

"For what reason did you discolor so many teleport waypoints?"

"I can teleport using them due to the creator's blessing. Now that I activated them, I can teleport to all of your mountains whenever I want to visit!"

Each word you say with a cheerful grin seems to send him deeper into agony. He nods tightlipped and flies away. The wind brings his muttered words to your words. 

"A vacation is in order. A vacation for as long as possible."

Messing with the adepti was really fun. You just hoped that they would go on vacation permanently, your job would be much easier that way.

All you have left is to finish this commission, teleport to the waypoint near the harbor's entrance and get your money. Simple as that. Opening the game window from your safe viewing spot of the hilichurl camp, you begin to review all the books on hilichurls.

First and foremost, thank you to the editor of this chapter @serpent-benediction! He was a huge help even if he terrorized me the whole time </3

It gives me more time to add some fun stuff like italics and bold. Stories pack more of a punch with flair, in my eyes at least. All the improvements to the chapter are his work like capitalizing Oracle and Creator. We did debate on whether adepti was species or title. So yall are free to give your opinion on which it is and whether it should be capitalized. I'm glad to see that (almost) all the build-up to the adepti part is finished. Well for the adepti at least. I was like dead tired after the choking part so that's why it may be a bit wonky. Now that I'm not pressed for time (yet. Sep is coming soon) I wanted to thank everyone for staying this long in the series! I love reading and responding to comments. I love reading the notes and/or tags from reblogs. I don't know if I should respond to reblogs like I do to comments. Cause I see some really in-depth reblogs that I wanna respond to but I end up not doing that thanks to my thoughts of-'Is that weird, strange or uncomfortable?' I just don't wanna scare anyone off. And for those that might wonder why Y/N was choking here but not with Beisht, it's due to Retainer. Retainer was using her adeptus power to pressure the water against Y/N which caused the drowning and bruises. I hope that clears it up a lil!

I'm a dumbass, I forgot the taglist. That's why it looked so short in my eyes. Everyone is allowed to yell at me for this (except for my editor) 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, @emilymikado

[your-sweet-cookies]

That lip twitch didn't escape Kukki's hawk like eyes, the young woman grinning slightly. "Just don't get to high on your horses now. Just because I said that I will come to give your music a try, it doesn't mean that I might instantly enjoy it. Bear that in mind, I could very well either love it or hate it with a passion." Though, she had to admit that seeing Fuji get so happy and eager about the idea was somewhat cute. A contrast between his look and his personality that seemed rather enjoyable in her eyes. Plus, someone who attributed so much importance to her opinion alone? Kukki was legit flattered.

Kukki nodded. "Good for you. That's what you should do. Live life by your own rules and values, don't let others rule over your life or your decision and force shit you don't want onto you just because society says that's a 'norm'. Just be yourself and do what you want." She shrugs her shoulders and looks up at him. Maybe they weren't that much of a mismatched pair after all, as the silver haired woman might have thought in the beginning. The more they talked, she found herself agreeing and resonating with Fuji's mindset and reasoning. Kukki was definitely someone who didn't take shit from no one. She had endured enough of that as she grew up, being tormented by horrible people who thought themselves to be better than everyone around them and who put her through really horrendous acts of violence and bullying. So no, Kukki wasn't ever going to let anyone control her or boss her around for whatever reason. "You are an interesting guy, makes me wonder what else I will discover if I keep on talking to you." She snorts and takes a bunch of nuts to munch on.

"You sure about that? Cause if you're planning on getting frisky by the end of the night, you should better choose now to go with one of these guys. If you stay with me, the only naked things you'll get will be my honest thoughts on whatever bullshit we might ramble on for the rest of the evening." Kukki chuckled, throwing in some self-irony, while also being serious about the fact that her metaphorical pants were off limits. Though she had to admit that it tickled her ego to be chosen over that bunch of guys who kept throwing Fuji salatious looks.

Such a pretty bright smile on the face of such a dark man... It was like a contradiction of terms, a cognitive dissonance of sorts between those two variables, and maybe that's why she couldn't take her eyes off of it for a moment. No, a smile wouldn't be enough to charm her, not in the least, but it was admittedly true that it fascinated her. Kukki rolled her eyes again and just returned gazing at the crowd of people going wild on the dance floor. "Don't get used to it. I don't compliment people if I don't feel like it or if they don't give me a good reason to, just for the sake of being 'nice'." There was a moment of silence before she opened her mouth again. "I'm Kukki, by the way. Who are you, mysterious stranger? Will you give me a name to associate with that smile, or should I only know you as the DJ from now on?" As a sign of appreciation, she graced him with a smile of her own, faint yet genuine.

Another snort. "Oh, come on, if you keep agreeing to everything I say and throwing in vague answers like that that might imply you'd actually be into shit I am into, it almost makes it seem as if you are trying to win me over to convince me to take you back to my place! And you certainly don't strike me like 'the cute stray puppy' type!" The young woman chuckles ironically, curious to see how he'll react to that. "Well, if you are into fashion and sewing as you claim, then you should show me some of your original creations. You can't just throw me that kind of information and not expect me to be curious." Kukki tilted her head and bathed her eyelashes at him, with an innocent look. "Your tattoos are cool. I am not the judgmental type who would judge someone based off of trivial stuff like that, so I haven't assumed you were a shitty guy just because you use your body as a canvas. Plus so far nothing of your behavior would suggest you were the type to 'sacrifice babies to Satan'. On the contrary, you actually remind me of my kitten, Mr. Snuggles. Grumpy looking and cold at first, but actually incredibly soft and clingy. I bet you secretly yearn for someone who'd be willing to show you warm and unconditional love and care for you... Something like a motherly figure."

[@anemia-rp]

'The best nights are the ones you never plan.' (from Fuji)

more tumblr quote prompts pt. 2

The party life was never Kukki's cup of tea so to speak, she was more of a house body, who enjoys spending time by herself in the company of her cat and a good book instead of partying and drinking away god knows where, in a loud and noisy club. And neither was she a fan of socializing, being an introvert by nature who got easily drained by social interactions, yet here she was, in a night club on a late Saturday evening, having been dragged along by a friend to act as their chaperon. Since Kukki never drank and she was a very serious person, her friends often used her to keep an eye out for them in case there where creeps lurking around or they got too drunk.

"Huh?" The silver haired raised her eyes to meet those of the person, whom the voice from earlier belonged to. 'The best night are the ones you never plan'... The words echoed in her mind, making her snort. "Maybe, but so far this is far from what I would normally call 'a great night'. This place is soo packed and loud I feel I could end up losing myself in this sea of people if I get up from here." Kukki replied and took a sip from her nonalcoholic orange juice. She never drank alcohol, given that her tolerance was very low and she could easily get drunk.

Eyeing the man sat next to her, a tall, intimidating looking guy with long hair and tattoos, Kukki took some quick mental notes on him, making an analysis of what she thought his personality might've been like. So far, he didn't struck her as dangerous or sleazy, so she could tolerate him. "What about you? Having a good night so far?"

[soaringlanddormitory]

Reading Yakuza!Takashi just left me low-key wanting for a conversation between him and Shigeo in this AU because I'm curious on how you'd write it (considering the fact that hatred between people in this AU often ends in people actually pointing guns at each other). So if that's okay with you ;w;

Oooo of course of course!! This seems fun to write!!!! Thank you for sending this in and of course it’s okay!!!!

It didn’t feel as great knowing that the two Yakuza family gangs had to team up again. Shigeo and Takashi both heard stories from their fathers about their extreme hatred for the other gang’s head. Etsuya would tell his son how annoying the head of the Kuga gang was, as he often talked about nonsense. Terunori, on the other hand, would tell Takashi that the head of the Eizan gang always had to think of money more than anything else. Maybe the two gangs were meant to hurt each other… that’s what both of their sons believed. 

They thought that whatever their fathers told them were true, but they chose that they wanted to see the other gang in first hand before they confirm anything… and damn, were their fathers right. Currently, the two middle children of the family were sitting across the table, glaring daggers at each other.

They were left in the same room because the people who they were protecting told them to wait... they seemed to not know the history between the two, huh? The two primarily didn’t end up as “friends” because they went against each other a lot, at one point- they even stole each other’s kills... Stealing someone’s kill inside the Yakuza life basically means damaging their pride! There were so much other reasons why they disliked each other, but it’s best not to elaborate it.

Despite how they were basically “Cat VS Dog” kind of relationship, or maybe even worse- Takashi had to fake up a little smile, thinking that dealing with was fine as long as he got his fun. “Hey there, hey there, hey there! Isn’t it Shigeo Eizan?” There was a bit of mockery in his voice, but it was hiding inside the joyous expression on his face. “Or may I say Baron Cold-Hearted, hm?” 

Shigeo tried not to give him what he wanted. The moment he turned his head to him, he swore that they’d argue on spot. “Kuga. Die.” He states this as he pushes his glasses up, trying to remain calm in the situation. “I don’t have time for you.” It wasn’t true because he had nothing else to do for the moment- but this response got Takashi frowning.

“Awww! How rude of you! Saying that to someone who you know is superior to you?” The blonde posed on his chair, even placing his feet up on the table. “You’re just too scared to respond properly, huh? Threatening me with your catchphrase won’t work on me, no sir-ry!” He saluted at him, grinning. “I know I’m great but you shouldn’t fear me!”

Shigeo twitched and he raised his head to give a menacing glare at the male in front of him. God, he hoped that not all the Kuga were such big mouths as him. Who the fuck knows how Masashi and Kei are doing if the person he has to deal with right now was one of the most people in the planet already? “I don’t fear you.” He emphasized. “I only despise you.”

Takashi began squinting at the male, but the stupid grin didn’t escape from his face. “Despise me all you want, it still won’t make you better than me!” He protested before gesturing at himself. “The best people get haters after all! Probably out of jealousy!” He was really getting on the nerves of Shigeo.

Bang!

“Best? Make me laugh. If I were serious, I’d shoot you dead.” Shigeo was definitely displeased, and he was pointing a gun at Takashi. “This is just a warning, Midget.” He repeats and the other male only leaned a bit to the side to dodge the bullet. Without any warning, Takashi threw a knife and it was able to hit the wall behind Shigeo.

“And if I were serious, you’d probably be begging for an antidote.” Takashi hissed before bringing out another knife. He really hated it when people brought out the word “midget” or “runt” against him. One of the people who used it the most? It was the man who actually dared to try and shoot him.

The two were glaring at each other, and after some seconds, another bullet was shot and another knife was thrown as they began exchanging words with one another, insulting each other and they ended up being annoyed with each other’s presence very quickly.

“You son of a fuck!”

“Your mother is Medusa!”

The two began arguing and even the people who weren’t in the room could hear what they were screaming at each other. There were two females who eyed each other for a moment, before sighing.

“I see that your protector is a hot head with an insult, Michiko.” A girl with black hair which was tied to a bun said, shaking her head in disappointment. “Shigeo isn’t normally like this, but I guess he loses his cool too.”

“Trust me, Takashi is usually kind, Chieko...” Michiko smiled nervously. “It might be because... this is the natural Eizan-Kuga kind of relationship, I guess?” She scratched the back of her head. “But yeah... These boys lose their cool sometimes.”

The other siblings of both Family Gangs, however... May have been different from Shigeo and Takashi.

“Eizan Masashi, you’re much more than what expected. I thought you would have been amazing, but you proved that you’re more than what I can word.” The oldest sibling of the Kuga family complimented as he spotted the man shoot a target dead.

“I’ve heard father talk a lot about yours, but it’s a surprise that you’re nothing like what I thought of. You’re surprisingly quiet.” Even if Masashi wanted to make the Eizan Gang... rule the world of some sort... he still did realize that Kazuo Kuga was tolerable. Kazuo even gave him respect despite their family names.

“Quiet? Ah. I guess I am.” Kazuo smiled. “But even if I am, I hope you don’t look down at me. I’m still a member of the Yakuza, after all.” He shot someone with a gun. “I’m not afraid to kill.”

“Enough smiling and talking, we have to focus on what we’re doing. We should get serious.”

“My, my... Taking off your glasses? You really are getting serious.”

Kei and Manami were currently beside each other in a car, the female only swinging her legs. “So what I’m hearing is that while I’m talking to the person, Kei-chi has to do his sharp shooting skills to bring the person down?” She looked up at him, curiosity in her eyes.

“That’s what we’re supposed to do. So be careful to stay in place while I prepare my gun, alright?” He reminds her, trying to make sure that he’s going to get a perfect hit. “I wouldn’t want to make any accidents. I want to prove to my brothers I an survive this dumb life perfectly without their orders.”

Manami smiled happily before her eyes started to gleam. “Of course I’ll stay in place! Plus, I know Kei-chi will do great!” She raised her arms in the air. “He’s going to do this task perfectly, I just know it!”

“... Thanks, Kuga.” 

“No problem, I’ll always believe in you!”

[kiiruna-a]

you can't make can't nicolai the romantic of the year, you really can't, but queue a new notification on morgan's facebook. it says that nicolai has added her in a relation as 'in a relationship with'. there's no message on facebook from him, but there's a snap ticking in only seconds later. it's a selfie from him and noah with the caption " i know we haven't really talked about it but i figured i'd snatch you before some other prince charming came along; you're a Keeper and i'm taking a Shot"

     morgan was out on a walk. her headphones were pressed against her beanie, her hands dressed in big knitted mittens, & in front of her trotted a happy pug, sniffing on every streetlight & bush they walked past. she walked with hasty steps, rhythmically following the beat to be your friend by vigiland. the steady breaths that came out her nose became a thin mist as they hit the cold air that colored her cheeks & the tip of her nose pink. everything was going as it usually did, until her music suddenly lowered for a few seconds, only to go back up to regular volume again. a notification? at first she didn’t bother to check, since it was probably nothing so important it couldn’t wait until the end of her walk. then, it took half a minute, & she heard it again. a small frown formed on her face, she slowed down, thoughtful, but still walking. had she forgotten something or someone? did she have an appointment? could it really be something important, or maybe it was just a group chat going off?    then, it happened again. so she tried to use her mitten to slip the phone out of her pocket just to look at what had happened.    involuntarily, her pace slowed down. she wouldn’t have noticed unless she had felt muffin tugging slightly at the leash, before realizing something had happened, & quickly ran over to his owner’s feet. morgan held the phone in an awkward grip as she saw all the notifications were from facebook. she couldn’t see exactly what they were about, but they weren’t in chat, which made her very curious. had someone posted something in a group that people were freaking out about? cause before she knew it, another notification popped up. now they were four. so, with a swipe of her finger, she decided to look.     little did she know the notifications was a lot more than who would bring the beer to their next house party. she froze still, with muffin patiently sitting down practically on her feet, staring up with a bewildered gaze. it was probably the same wide-eyed look that morgan was giving her phone at the very same moment.    nicolai added himself as in a relationship with her. people were already writing on a post she was tagged in; could only assume those two things were connected. do you confirm? facebook asked her in blue. she could feel her heart skip a beat. was this real? they hadn’t talked about it, & did she even knew what it really meant? many thoughts started spinning around in her head as she stood there, catching her breath & letting the rest of the world slowly disappear to nothing.    was it a joke? she quickly ruled that out as she knew nicolai could be quite the tease, but not like this. plus, he had already put himself out there. she blinked. he had purposefully logged into facebook, gone to his relationship status, changed it, & looked for her name to enter into the empty space; unless some friend of his, or gustav, had done it to mess with them. another possibility was that he did that & it was because he really wanted to do it, but she felt like she was grasping in the dark; had something changed from yesterday to today, had she said something, had he hinted at something, was he dying? she could still taste the sour apple from having said girlfriend when it was just a little too early. the memory made her take a deep, shaky breath.     (1) snap from nicolai suddenly appeared on the top of her screen. before thinking, she tried to press it with her mitten, but it had no effect. feeling stupid, she then shuffled her leach, phone, & mittens around in her arms, almost dropping one thing or everything on the gravel before she could put the mittens down the pockets of her jackets, & she pulled herself & muffin out of the road. her shoulder leaned against a street light, & she could not feel her heartbeats racing as she opened the app. the red symbol beamed at her from next to nicolai’s name, & suddenly she was nervous. she didn’t know what to expect when she opened it, & that made her chest feel so incredibly small. she was short of breath again when she pressed her thumb against the screen. she held it in. one, two, three. the countdown was a mental preparation, & as her screen shifted she swore she could pass out.     he was as pretty as he always is.     the hockey player feels her knees grow weak, & a wide, relieved smile spreads across her rosy features. as she finally lets out air, her chest doesn’t feel so tight anymore. her heart is beating, pumping blood out like never before, all the way out to the cold toes resting in her dr martens. her fingers twitch, & it’s a miracle she somehow realizes this is a moment to take a screenshot. she can read it later; again & again & again & again.    she’s too excited to think of something to reply with! instead, she goes back to facebook. the confirm button is still staring her in the face. she thinks about what it means; everyone would know. her family would know, her grandparents, her old friends from high school, oh my god her teammates. she’d get a lot of calls, probably. endless spamming in all her group chats, screaming, congratulations, questions. official, facebook official; what did it mean? was she his girlfriend now? in a relationship. in a relationship. in a relationship.     she didn’t know what it meant, but she knew she wanted it.      confirm.     for a few seconds, maybe ten, maybe twenty, she stood there like a fool, just staring, waiting for something to happen, for people to see & for likes to start pouring in. her heart couldn’t seem to slow down, & suddenly she was sweating inside her jacket rather than shielding herself from the chilly winds. she snapped out of it when muffin seemed to grow impatient & almost tied her around the light-post by going in a circle around it, trapping her in the leash.    “ muffin! calm down, soon, we’ll go soon, just wait a little bit more— “ she reassured, hurriedly taking a step outside of her leash-prison & opening snapchat again. without looking if someone was around to catch her, she rose the phone up towards the sky & smiled wide towards a selfie-camera. the contrast between the pale & the pink in her face was well captured in the photo, but her smile was the biggest thing on her face. without analyzing the photo, she brought it down again & wrote at the same time she tugged muffin along & started walking again.

     this is the keeper that caught you, kristiansen 💕

[capn-twitchery]

Let's go failure for Twitch and Torture for Grace

failure: What's your OC's greatest failure? Have they been able to move past it? Does anyone else know about it?

does getting the wrong memories and escaping alone instead of with other captives from the honey gardens count as a failure??? hm. they weren't entirely twitch at that point yet so maybe it doesn't count. plus it wasn't really their fault

so another big failure instead! ssea's sigil ridden eaten navigator! twitch met siggy back in their early piracy days & recruited him because he was a damn good navigator & twitch was curious about him. he's quiet but i think they got on well

it happens like it does in ssea: he's missing memories because of the correspondence tattoos, and when he asks his captain to help recover them, he feels so guilty about what he learns that he asks to be put on an island and forgotten forever.

but twitch had a better idea!

take him to kingeater's, surgically remove the bad correspondence sigils, cut in new sigils to make him forget what he doesn't need. they've seen something similar done before! and it means he doesn't need to leave for a miserable island. the ship's surgeon refuses to do it, but it's fine, twitch can do it themselves! it goes about as well as you could expect.

"The thing that follows you back to your ship is not the Navigator. But it has his skills, and his face (though the right half is blotted by the sprawling sigil). The crew edge away." [ssea ssource]

he's never quite the same after that, and neither is the crew as a whole. it takes a while for them to accept what happened (accept might be a strong word, though).

twitch keeps him around, of course, the weird shambling corpse of the guy who used to be their navigator,,,,they can't just throw him out after doing that to him. and he's still a damn good navigator

they were trying to help, in some way. in the weirdest way possible, but they were.

their other big regret is the ending of evolution. they think they made the best choice they could have-the naturalist didn't want to be the boatman. they couldn't have done that to him. so even if it ended in his weird, paradoxical nonexistence- letting him choose his own fate, in some kind of way, is the only thing that felt right to them

but fuck, do they miss him.

torture: Has your OC ever been tortured? Would your OC ever torture someone else?

and for grace...does torturing himself via guilt count-no, he's not been tortured! one tiny grace win, i think? 🎉

not that i know of, anyway. there's plenty of gaps in his timeline yet---

as for him torturing someone else...i don't think so? definitely not under any kind of normal circumstances. but i also don't feel like i can rule it out 100%. i don't know why though

whatever would cause that to happen, it'd have to be so, so extreme but i can't think of any specifics. that feels like something i'm gonna have to try and unpack at a later date, huh

asks from here!

[niragixpsych]

A small and clearly amused snort came from Niragi as the other whispered next to his ear, simply ignoring the shiver that went through his body because his ears were a bit more sensitive. It was obvious that Fuji tried to rile him up more with his words and he would be lying to himself if he said it wasn't working in a way. The other's words had an effect on him and he wasn't trying to hide it, but he could play the same game as he was. So far he didn't plan to give into the other, but part of him stayed curious how hard the vampire would try to get him to bottom. After all the other was the first one to actually try and with the words being said, turning the table around was an option at any given moment.

"I will tell you something too because it always takes two to tango and I know you're aware of that." The day goblin's voice was low on purpose, having turned his head to the side to get to whisper into Fuji's ear too. "The same rules apply to you, if it comes to get my ass and I can guarantee you that no one got is so far. But judging by your words I start to believe you changed your mind about what you want. I'm willing to fight too, so far I enjoyed how things keep escalating." He added after a pause, thinking that the other should make of the information what he wanted.

The young male then simply went back to listening to the vampire, his usual cocky smile making it's return. "Those are just words and I can't see it happening... I maybe can picture you getting to feel my tongue piercing in the way you desire, but you won't be the one in control then." He teased right back before allowing himself to take the other's tongue piercing in, trying his best to ignore any bodily reactions he was having. "I'm sure I will find out soon enough... I feel like you really want to show me."

Niragi wasn't one to back down easily if ever and he loved inflicting pain as much as receiving it. Hearing the growl in reaction to his hands yanking on Fuji's hair, had his lips curl up into a smirk. The day goblin allowed his body to heat up, squeezing the other's throat enough to make sure it had an effect on him. A growl came from the day goblin as the other hit crook of his arms, resulting in him letting go of the vampire. A second growl left him as he found himself on the ground and his eyes narrowed immediately as he looked up at the other.

Once Fuji sat down on his crotch a moan managed to slip in, letting the other know this whole situation was a turn on for him. And he also could clearly feel the dick twitching in his pants. "Take a wild guess." He finally replied in a provoking tone before he used the hand that wasn't pinned to free the other one. Was he getting closer to giving in? Maybe he fucking was, but he wasn't the type to just admit it. Plus, there was still some fighting spirit in him left and it also felt like things weren't over it. It was too early to crown the other the winner in this little game of theirs.

@anemia-rp

[GRIP]

Rough Touch Starters

[GRIP] - Sender grips the receiver’s chin, forcing them to look at the sender.

A small warning growl came from Niragi as his chin was gripped and for a heartbeat his eyes widened as he was forced to look at Fuji. His first instinct had been to push the other away, but in the end the curiosity got the better of him. Despite pretty much always being on guard he hadn't anticipated this action from the other and he wanted to find out why he did it. The day goblin's eyes narrowed slightly at the other before he allowed his lips to curl up into one of his cocky smiles.

Niragi knew he was playing a dangerous game, but he knew no risk no fun. "You want to stare me down or are you planning to kiss me?" He asked in a provocative tone, the smile not vanishing from his lips. It was possible that the vampire simply wanted to pick a fight or that he wanted to test something. "I'm not intimidated by eye contact." He added, ready to act in any shape for form that would be necessary. This could go in many different directions and he hoped for some entertainment.