#reverse isekai genshin

[taylorman2274]

Reverse Isekai Genshin Shenanigans #2

Characters: Venti, Kaeya, Diluc, Xingqiu, Zhongli

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"Is everything to your liking, Venti?" you asked.

"Oh none of that, [Y/N]," Venti responded with a small smile. "No need to be so formal around me."

The two of you were currently in the living room of your apartment. Since Venti was here, you had planned on showing him some of the stuff around your place. As for how Venti got here in the first place...

It's kind of a long story.

But to make that story short, Venti told you that Albedo and the Traveler had been working on a device that can establish a linked portal between Teyvat and Earth. From what you understand, it's kind of how you are able to access Teyvat on your computer, but this time it's the other way around.

It's honestly surprising how quickly it took them to reach you.

"However," Venti began, raising a finger. "Before you show me any more stuff, do you by chance happen to have any wine around? I am quite curious to see how your world's wine holds up to Mondstadt's."

You shook your head. "Nope. Sorry, I don't drink."

"You don't?!" Venti gasped. "Well that's no fun! Life is so much better when indulging in fabulous wine."

"My liver would say otherwise." you quipped.

Venti, ignoring you, continued. "It's unfortunate, really. And I was just beginning to get my hopes up high," he sighed. "But alas, I guess a bard's stomach will have to go empty for now."

You could tell that he was joking, but you still felt like helping him out. He was your guest, after all.

Luckily, your apartment was in the middle of a shopping complex.

"How about this. There's a wine store nearby. I can walk down and grab you something. Would that be alright?"

Venti's eyes are shining so bright you nearly covered your eyes to stop from going blind.

"Ohoho, really now?" he smirks, before giving a Knight of Favonius salute. "Lead the way then, [Y/N]. I shall be right behind you."

You sighed. "No, Venti. I can't risk you being seen by other people. Just tell me what you want and I'll go get it."

"Not a chance!" he happily exclaimed, skipping towards the door. "A decision of great importance should be trusted with an expert connoisseur such as myself."

He opened the door and gestured you towards the empty hallway. "After you, dear friend."

...

The God of Freedom has restrictions when it comes to purchasing wine apparently.

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"I must say, [Y/N]. Your place certainly is interesting. It's both familiar and exotic."

You raised a skeptical brow at the calvary captain. "Should I be taking that as a compliment or...?"

In response, Kaeya chuckled. "I simply mean that it's unique. Let's leave it at that."

You slowly nodded. Kaeya was a hard person to read, but you think he meant it as a complement.

...You think.

"However, before we continue, do you have any drinks on hand. I'm getting a bit thirsty."

You nodded politely. "Of course, I'll go get you something right away!"

You quickly walked to the kitchen and opened your fridge. "What would you like? I've got water, milk, juice, soda..."

Kaeya thought for a second. "Do you have any wine?"

...

Goddammit.

You loudly sighed. "First of all, I don't drink. Second of all, Venti made me spend nearly $100 at the wine store, and I didn't even get to keep any of it!"

Kaeya pondered in thought some more. "A wine store...?"

Oh no.

"No..." you warned. "Don't you even think about getting me to spend more money."

Kaeya merely brought a hand to his hip, "But I am a guest, am I not? It is common courtesy for the guest to be treated respectively after all."

...

You hate it when they're right.

You sighed again. "Fine..."

Kaeya softly smiled. "Excellent. I can't wait to see what they have to offer."

Thankfully, Kaeya was nice enough to settle for only one wine bottle.

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"I'm sorry if this isn't to your liking, Master Diluc."

"Please, [Y/N]. Just Diluc is fine. No need for formalities when we're not in Teyvat."

He began to look around at his surroundings.

"Though I am curious as to why you decided to bring me to a restaurant of all places."

"Because you didn't want to go to the wine store." you replied, deadpan. "Which honestly surprises me considering you own the biggest winery in Mondstadt."

Diluc did not look impressed. "I've seen enough wine in my life already, it does not make any difference if I go see anymore."

You shrugged your shoulders. "Suit yourself."

You looked back down at the menu in your hands, reading its contents for something good to order.

"...Is there another reason why you brought me here?"

You looked up at him. "...I mean yeah, there is, but it's nothing important."

Diluc crossed his arms. "Oh? What is it?"

You pointed to the top of his menu. "It's the name of the restaurant."

He looked down towards the menu and read the name. "Firebirds? What of it?"

You tilted your head. "...You don't get it?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Get what?"

"Ah, forget it," you waved a hand. "I just thought it was something funny."

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"Where are we heading, my liege?"

"Somewhere I think you'll really like."

The two of you walked through the front doors and stopped just a few steps afterward. To the naked eye, books upon books laid upon rows and rows of shelves.

As expected of a library.

You looked at Xingqiu and couldn't help but chuckle at the wide-eyed expression he was giving. His mouth also hung open comically.

"Easy now, Xingqiu, don't go drooling all over the floor now." You turned and pointed towards the front desk. "I figure that this place might be too big for you to handle so I trust that any questions you have you'll ask the librari- aaannnnnnnnnd he's gone."

...

You looked away for five seconds and you've already lost the book lover.

Is this how parents feel whenever they lose sight of their kids?

You couldn't help but chuckle as you shook your head. You suppose this was to be expected after all. When Xingqiu sets his sights on a book of choice, there's not much that will drag him away from it.

Knowing that he had no reason to leave the library, you began walking around the building searching for him.

You did find him after a few minutes. He had grabbed a seat on top of a beanbag and was nose deep in a book in his hands. Stacked next to him were a ton of other books that he presumably collected.

However, as you walked closer to him, you could see a troubled expression on his face.

"Is something wrong?" you questioned.

Xingqiu lowered the book from his face. "Sorry, my liege, I seem to be unable to read this. I can't understand any of the words."

...

Ah crap, you forgot about that.

"Do you think you could read this to me?" he asked, handing the book to you.

You nodded. "Sure, I can do that."

Book in hand, you plopped down on another beanbag next to him and started to read. You had no other plans for the day, so you were fine with hanging around the library for a little bit.

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You didn't feel like going out today. It didn't matter who asked, you were exhausted.

"Hmmm..."

Even if that someone was an over 6,000-year old retired Archon.

To be quite frank, you were terrified to be in Zhongli's presence. Sure, this isn't the first Archon you've met in person, but Venti does a superb job at hiding his status. Nobody can take a look at him and think that he's an Archon.

Zhongli on the other hand, has this imposing aura around him. How does Hu Tao not feel threatened by this man?

"So this is where you're able to guide us from?"

You nodded. "Yes sir."

After showing Zhongli around your apartment, he expressed an interest in seeing the device you use to guide them. Not thinking ahead, and because you were terrified of telling an Archon 'no', you agreed.

...Okay, you did try to tell Venti 'no', but that's different!

Now, you were frantically trying to piece together a convincing story about how your guidance is not part of a video game and everything that they've come to know was written, modeled, and designed by a company. Existential crisis are not fun to deal with.

However, Zhongli isn't stupid. There's a high percent chance he'll see through your lies.

...Basically, you're fucked.

You focused back on the computer. The main menu was playing. You sneaked a peak at Zhongli. He appeared to be lost in thought.

"Need me to explain anything?" you asked, hesitantly.

Zhongli nodded. "Please."

You sighed. Here goes nothing.

"So to start things off, there's this company called Hoyoverse. This company is responsible for maintaining a stable connection between here and Teyvat. That's why you saw their name appear on the screen earlier. This down here is the region that the connection is held. If I click on that, I'm able to change to another region. However, I'm gonna keep it on this one since I get the best connection from there."

"Then below that is my User ID. Going back to Hoyoverse for a moment, it's not just one connection they're responsible for. They're able to hold thousands of connections at once."

You saw Zhongli open his mouth so you stopped talking for a moment. "But I've never known anyone other than you guiding us. How can it be that there are multiple connections to the same place?"

You shook your head. "No, it's not multiple connections to one Teyvat. It's multiple connections to different Teyvats. Think of it as parallel universes if you will. Through this connection, I am able to guide people such as you. However, through another connection, someone else is able to guide another Zhongli. Does that make sense?"

You nearly breathed a sigh of relief when he nodded his head. "I see. Please, continue."

"Right. Next, you have these two buttons over here. If I click on the top one, you'll see ways to interact with other connection members as well as the company itself. Also, you have the fair use statement and terms of service. These are just the rules I need to follow while guiding you guys. If I break any of these rules, my access is revoked and the connection gets terminated."

Zhongli looks at the screen for a brief period before turning to you with his arms crossed. "You say these are rules."

You nodded. "Yes sir."

"...They sound more like contracts to me."

...

"I mean..." you scratched the back of your neck. "I wouldn't say contracts, per se. I guess you could call them... agreements?"

Zhongli raised an eyebrow. "So now they're agreements?"

...

Welp. It was a good run while it lasted.

You sighed heavily and lowered your head in shame. "No. You're right. They're contracts."

Zhongli nodded in agreement. "As I thought."

"Sorry." you apologized.

...

"Do you know what is listed in the contracts?"

You looked up at Zhongli. He still bore a curious expression on his face. There wasn't any anger nor frustration hinted anywhere.

"Ummm... Not really."

Zhongli was quick to furrow his eyebrows. Okay, now he's looking a bit mad. "You signed a contract without reading its contents?"

You scooched your chair a tiny bit away from Zhongli to give you some more space. "Well I mean, yeah, but I'm not the only one who does that. Everyone does! Nobody's got the time nor the patience to read all of that legal jargon."

Zhongli's eyebrows furrowed even further. You might be overexaggerating out of fear, but he looks absolutely pissed. Now would be the best time to make a smart life decision.

"Oh please, Rex Lapis," you pleaded, kneeling on the floor with your hands pressed together in prayer. "I beg for forgiveness, O merciful Archon."

"Spare me your theatrics."

You winced. That didn't work out as well as you hoped.

A couple of seconds passed by before Zhongli let out a deep sigh. "I don't know what you were thinking when you decided to blindly sign multiple contracts.

...

"However, I am willing to go through each contract for you and teach you of anything you should be aware of for now and for the foreseeable future."

...

"...Huh...?"

"You mean... I'm not gonna suffer the Wrath of the Rock?"

"The Wrath of the Rock??" Zhongli asks, flabbergasted. "Did you really think I was going to hurt you?"

...

"Yes..." you answered, meekly.

Zhongli's face softened before he placed a hand on your shoulder. "I would never harm you nor let anyone bring harm to you, [Y/N]. I'd be a fool to do so after all that you have done for my friends, for Liyue, and for Teyvat."

He gave a soft smile. "I'm just letting you know that you should be more careful while signing any contracts in the future. You never know if you're getting a fair agreement if you never read its contents."

You nodded, smile also on your face. "Yes sir, I'll read every contract from now on, sir."

"Good. Now then, would you kindly read the contents of each contract to me. I'll stop you if I need to mention anything worth noting."

You spent the next couple of hours going over each contract, taking notes on anything Zhongli deemed worth remembering. You guess that showing him the actual game will come at a later time.

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Author Side Notes: Wow that Zhongli bit took up a lot of this. In all honesty, it could probably be it's own thing separate from all of the other shenanigans.

By the way, I imagine that Zhongli uses reading glasses. I don't know why I think that, but I feel like it suits him for some reason.

[boiled-cats]

Guys

Guys what if

What if sagau and sahsrau reverse isekai, but they appear in our world as a size proportional to the screen you play on

So, like, if you play hsr on your phone, you can expect to see a tiny trailblazer on your desk, about 1 or 2 inches tall, trying to fashion a weapon out of paperclips and a thumbtack

Or if you’re on your computer, accidentally kicking a 5 inch tall Xiao across the floor while trying to get a midnight snack because he was patrolling the house for demons

[hitomisuzuya]

hellooo, how are you? <3

this is my first ever request, so i'm a bit hesitant with how to word it 😶

i've been thinking about reverse isekai wanderer x reader, where reader has to like, teach him how our modern world works and how to blend in!

i did think about how to make it nsfw, but i have absolutely no idea how it would lead to it 😭

maybe like, he learns how to film videos and takes advantage of it, idk 😶

anyways, no rush and absolutely no pressure to write it!

love your fics, have a nice day 🫶🏻

Wanderer (Scaramouche) x fem!reader. Reverse Isekai. Smut. Consensual recording. Worship. Biting/marking. Creampie. General head canons in beginning.

Hello, dear❤️ Your wording was just fine.

Being transported into your world was something of a shock to Wanderer, and he was very good at hiding it. But, he supposed being dropped in on someone who is already hopelessly in love with him, worshipping him entirely in every way made the transition easier.

You soon became one big distraction for him.

Wanderer enjoys a lot of things in the reality. Coffee makers, video games, cell phones, YOU, to name a few. And trashy, reality TV shows. The trashier the better, he ate that shit up. When he discovered what a DVR was, most of your storage went to recording reality TV shows.

It'd been easy for him to find an image to fit in. A lot of dark clothing.

However, cellphones, web cams, and in particular the recording feature was what he enjoyed quite frankly abusing. And this time, Wanderer was getting two angles.

One angle your laptop was recording every thing on it's web cam. Another angle Wanderer was recording on his cellphone.

You were on your back on your bed, naked, your legs spread as you looked up at him. One of his hands was holding his cell phone, the other was wrapped around his cock. His cell phone was recording the perfect view for him, his cock rubbing your pussy into a wet mess.

What made this twice as erotic for Wanderer is that two of your fingers were holding your rapidly drooling folds apart to give him a better view. The head of his leaking cock rubbing against your throbbing clit, his phone recording your soft moans loud and clear as you grinded up against his cock.

"You know, when I first saw you, I never would've guessed you were such a slut," He loves how his degradation made you moan louder, a new coat of wet soaking onto his cock.

"Oh, but see, here is the thing, Scara," You said shakily, reaching up with trembling fingers to caress his cheek. Wanderer angled the phone up. He was able to see the fast forming bruises and bite marks all over your body. You were utterly and possessively bit up.

As much as he would've loved to have recorded marking you on his phone, he needed both hands to hold you down while you squirmed and writhed, rubbing your pussy needily on his hard cock. Your webcam recorded everything perfectly though.

"I am one, for you," You continued. Your arm was above your head in a submissive manner, slowly grinding your clit on his cock.

Wanderer groaned, pushing the tip of his cock at your entrance. Your cunt immediately tightened around it. He always craved this type of worship. He turned his cheek into your hand, his cock pulsing and aching to be buried inside of you.

You skimmed your thumb across his cheek. "Promise me something?" You asked, rolling your hips up to push his cock inside of you more.

"Y-Yeah?" Wanderer moaned shakily. He would promise you whatever you want if it meant he got to record you falling apart for him.

You looked up at him, your image with all your possessive bruises on display, and said, "Cum inside of me." Your eyes were filled with desperation, and deeply welled adoration. It only made his cock harder.

"Fuck, I wouldn't have it any other way," Wanderer moaned, his finger swiftly hitting the stop button and tossing his phone aside. His beautiful fingers found tight purchase on your thighs, holding them apart.

He masked soft whimpers behind his moans as he pushed his cock inside of you, bottoming out with a harsh, needy snap of his hips. You cried out in pleasure as the head of his cock nudged into your sweet spot.

Wanderer couldn't wait to have your pretty lips wrapped around his cock while he watched this with you, sucking him off while he degraded you about what a slut you looked and sounded like.

Your breasts bounced from the harshness of Wanderer's thrusts, your hands fisting your sheets tightly as pleasure burst white hot behind your eyes. Your legs shook in his grasp, a shiver sending a extra jolt of pleasure through you as he caresses the insides of your thighs with his thumbs.

Wanderer mocked your moans to hide his whimpers, your cunt tight and warm on his cock, sucking him in with each thrust. "Good fucking girl, cry for me, worship me," He laughed shakily, amused by how fucked out you looked, moaning and twitching as he impaled you dumb on his cock. Drool pooling from one corner of your mouth, your eyes getting glassier the closer you got to cumming.

He got off on knowing your poor little brain was so far gone, you couldn't grasp how to form coherent words. He let go of one of your thighs to give your clit a light smack, ushering in your orgasm.

He groaned as you creamed on his cock, giving him ample lubrication to to fuck his cock deeper into you. You were limp and pliable in his grasp, your body shuddering in pleasure as his cock pulsed cum inside of you.

It was so satisfying for Wanderer knowing your webcam recorded the perfect view of his cum leaking from your cunt.

[eliciana]

Reverse SAGAU: The Weird Door At My Café

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 (here) | Chapter 5 | ...

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Tw: Reverse!Isekai!Sagau, Normal Au, Café Au.

Reader: Gn!Reader, Adult!Reader, Cafe Owner!Reader

Characters: Reader, Traveler, Paimon

Note: Restaurant to Another World animanga inspired au. There is a taglist if you want to be tagged.

I am also sorry about the sudden disappearance guys. I fell down the stairs and somehow got into a coma. I fear that this is because of the AO3 curse bcs I was going to publish one of my works there so uhh ig I won't now bcs of what happened. Sorry about that guys. I woke up a week ago and I'm now a-okay. }

As a compensation, I am planning to release 3-4 chapters after this week :)

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Its been 2 weeks since the Traveler and Paimon had known about the existence of your otherworldy café, and within that time period, you guys have learned that the door only appears on Teyvat at weekedays. Both of them were devastated at the news. Literally. They spent their whole weekdays with you, they were pouting and whining at how they won't be able to talk to you much more or taste your meals, pastry, and refreshments though, the complaints mostly came from Paimon.

Their sincere sadness, pouts, and sorrowful eyes tugged at your heartstrings, evoking strong sympathy for both of them. They seem to clearly love your creations far more than anything they could prepare or purchase for themselves, so you made up your mind to surprise them for their lovely company and advices in making much more better food. You put your very heart and soul into making something special for your dearly beloved friends, hoping that they won't look so down as much as before when it is time for them to say goodbye.

You were so absorbed in organizing and preparing your suprise that the weekend almost passed you by. You looked at the old ticking clock besise the cashier register and saw that it was 6:55 pm, which was only a few minutes before your scheduled meeting time. You hastily cleaned up after hiding the suprise somewhere they can't quite see. You didn't want any people to recognize them because it would cause tons of trouble not only for you but for Traveller and Paimon as well. So you decided to meet up every 7:00 pm after you close for the day.

At exactly when the clock struck 7:00 pm the door you were once so afraid opened, the soft chime of the bell announced the arrival of your guests. Clearing your throat, you called out cheerfully, 'Welcome, dear customers! Feel free to sit anywhere you like!' The sound of the Traveller’s soft giggles reached your ears, and you turned to greet them with a warm smile. 'Hello, Boss!' they responded in unison, their familiar voices filling the room with an air of comfort and familiarity.

"(Reader)!!!!", Paimon exclaimed, twirling around you like an excited cat seeing its owner after a long time of absence. Though, instead of nearly tripping over her, you found yourself feeling quite a bit dizzy with her rapid spins round you. Thankfully, the Traveller noticed and swiftly grabbed Paimon by the collar of her clothing. "GAAHHH!", she yelped, her playful demeanor momentarily interrupted. "Could you stop spinning around (Reader) for a moment? They're getting quite a bit dizzy with your twirls." the Traveller gently scolded her, a hint of amusement in their voice.

“Hehe, it’s okay! But, Paimon, could you keep your spinning to a minimum? I won’t be able to greet you properly if I suddenly pass out from all the dizziness,” you teased, a playful smile on your face. Paimon’s expression shifted to one of shock. “NOOO! (Reader)! You still need to make me delicious foodddd!” she exclaimed, kicking her feet in the air as if throwing a tantrum. “Come on, Paimon. (Reader)’s just joking with you,” the Traveller said with a sigh, rolling their eyes at Paimon’s dramatic antics.

“Now, let’s settle down, shall we? I have a new item on the menu today. Would you like to give it a try? Here it is; you can read the description and decide if you want to sample it,” you said, handing them two menus. Paimon scrutinized the menu intently before shouting, “The same as usual, (Reader)! And also, one order of the new item!”

The Traveller smiled and added, “I’ll have one Cheesy Tortellini and Sausage Bake, one Creamy Chicken and Rice Soup, and one Iced Pumpkin Cream Chai.”

“Oh my! That’s quite a feast! Rough day?” you asked, taking notes of their orders. “I’ll make sure to throw in some extras for you.”

"*Sigh*, yes. It was a really rough day. *mumble**mumble*." You couldn't quite pick up what they said after but it seems that they truly had a real hard time judging by their deep sigh and slumped shoulders.

You went straight to the kitchen to whip up their orders while you kept a close eye on the suprise that you still kept hidden.

After a flurry of activity in the kitchen, you finally finished preparing their orders. With a warm smile, you approached the table, balancing the plates with practiced ease. "Alright, you two, no more frowning," you chided playfully, setting the dishes down one by one. "Dig in! You must be starving by now."

As you arranged the plates, you added with a wink, "Oh, and I threw in some Strawberry Creampuffs—compliments of the house. Consider it a little treat for my favorite duo."

Paimon's eyes widened to the size of saucers, her tiny hands already reaching for the pastries before you could even finish speaking. "Wait, for free?! (Reader), you're the best!" she squealed, clutching a creampuff like it was a treasure. She took a bite, and her face lit up with pure delight. "Mmm! These are heavenly! Paimon could eat a hundred of these!" She floated in the air, twirling with joy, her excitement infectious.

The Traveler chuckled softly, shaking their head at Paimon's antics. "Thank you, (Reader). You really didn’t have to, but we appreciate it." They picked up a creampuff, their expression softening as they took a bite. "These are amazing. You’ve outdone yourself again."

You leaned against the table, watching them enjoy the food with a satisfied grin. Seeing their smiles was always worth the effort.

"Alright, alright, take your time eating," you said with a soft chuckle, stepping back from the table. "I'll be in the kitchen if you need anything." With a warm smile, you turned and made your way to the back, your mind already buzzing with excitement.

You had a surprise for them—a special thank-you gift. Since the door doesn't appear on the weekends, you’d spent the last few days preparing an extravagant feast. It was your way of showing gratitude for their constant companionship and the joy they brought into your life. The portions were enormous, enough to last them for days—or, knowing Paimon, maybe just one. You smirked to yourself, wondering how they’d even carry it all. But then again, the Traveler’s magical inventory space was a blessing in disguise, so you’d gone all out without a second thought.

Your café had been thriving lately, with a steady stream of wealthy customers placing large commission orders. The influx of money was more than welcome, though the workload was starting to wear on you. Juggling the demands of your high-profile clients and the everyday crowd was exhausting. Maybe it was time to hire some help. The idea struck you like a bolt of inspiration, and you quickly pulled out your phone to jot it down in your notes. Hire workers. Soon. 3 workers perhaps.

But for now, your focus was on the present—literally. You glanced at the array of pastries you’d set aside earlier. Paimon’s delighted squeals from the dining area echoed in your mind, and you couldn’t help but smile. Why not add a little more? You had plenty of leftovers from today, and serving them tomorrow didn’t sit right with you. Giving them to the Traveler and Paimon was a far better option than tossing them out. Besides, their magical inventory would keep everything fresh indefinitely.

With that decided, you grabbed a large container and began filling it with an assortment of treats. A half Greek Yogurt Tangerine Cake, eclairs, chou à la crème, flan, lemon tarts, and egg tarts—each one carefully placed inside. The container was soon overflowing with a colorful variety of pastries, each one a testament to your hard work and creativity. You left a little bit to yourself to eat at home later as a good job treat.

You stepped back, admiring your handiwork. This was more than just food; it was a token of your friendship, a way to say thank you in the sweetest way possible.

Stepping back into the dining area, you found the duo slumped in their seats, looking thoroughly satisfied—and perhaps a little too full. Their slightly bloated appearances were hard to miss, and you couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“Oh deary me, you two look like you’ve been through a feast fit for a king!” you teased, walking over to clear the plates. As you picked them up, you noticed, not for the first time, that not a single crumb remained. It was impressive, though not as shocking as the first time you’d witnessed their bottomless appetites. Back then, you’d been utterly floored. Now, it was just another reminder of how much they adored your cooking.

The Traveler’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but they quickly recovered, flashing you a sheepish grin. “Well, what can we say? Your cooking is to die for, (Reader).” Their tone was smooth, almost suave, and you couldn’t help but chuckle at their attempt to save face.

“Thank you, Traveler,” you replied warmly, stacking the plates neatly. “Coming from you, that means a lot.”

Just then, the Traveler reached into their pocket and pulled out a small pouch, placing it on the table with a soft clink. “Oh, right! Here’s our payment. As always, it’s worth every mora.”

You picked up the pouch, feeling the satisfying weight of the mora inside. “Thank you, dear customer,” you said with a playful bow, tucking the pouch into your apron pocket. “Your patronage is always appreciated.”

“Oh, right! Stay there for a moment—don’t come into the kitchen,” you said, holding up a hand to stop them as you hurried back to the kitchen with the stack of plates. Paimon and the Traveler exchanged curious glances, their usual routine of following you to the front bar momentarily interrupted. Reluctantly, they took their usual seats, waiting patiently but with growing curiosity.

From the kitchen, they heard a faint grunt, followed by the sound of something heavy being shifted. Paimon’s ears perked up, and the Traveler leaned forward, concern flickering across their face. “(Reader), are you okay? Do you need help?” they called out, halfway out of their seats.

“No need, no need!” you replied, your voice slightly strained but cheerful. “This thing’s just a bit heavier than I expected, but I’ve got it under control!” Moments later, you emerged from the kitchen, carefully balancing two large, cloth-covered containers in your arms. You set them down gently on the counter in front of them, your face flushed but triumphant. “Wait, there’s still more. Don’t touch them yet!” you warned, holding up a finger before darting back into the kitchen.

When you returned, you were carrying yet another cloth-covered container—this one filled with the assortment of pastries you’d prepared earlier. Paimon’s eyes widened, and the Traveler tilted their head, their curiosity now fully piqued.

“(Reader), what are these? They smell amazing—and they look huge!” the Traveler asked, their voice tinged with awe.

With a dramatic flourish and a smug grin, you pulled the cloths away, revealing the contents. “Ta-da! This is my surprise gift for you! Are you shocked?” you announced, clearly pleased with yourself.

Paimon gasped, floating closer to inspect the containers. “Wait, these three ginormous things are for us? Paimon loves them already! But, uh… what exactly are they?” She scratched her head, her tiny face scrunched up in confusion.

You chuckled, crossing your arms as you leaned against the counter. “Well, since we can’t meet on weekends, I thought I’d send you off with enough food to last you a while. Consider it a thank-you for always keeping me company. There’s a bit of everything in there—main dishes, snacks, and, of course, plenty of pastries for someone with a particular sweet tooth.” You shot Paimon a knowing look, and she beamed, already reaching for one of the containers.

The Traveler’s eyes softened, a grateful smile spreading across their face. “(Reader), you really didn’t have to go through all this trouble… but thank you. This means a lot to us.”

“Nuh-uh!” you said sharply, your eyes narrowing as you caught the Traveler’s hand reaching for the pouch of mora at their waist. “It’s on the house! The payment you’ve already given is more than enough to cover all of this,” you insisted, waving your hands emphatically.

And it was the truth. Thanks to the connections you’d built with your high-profile regulars, you’d found a discreet way to convert mora into gold bars, bypassing the government’s watchful eyes (fanfiction logic, of course). Those gold bars had opened doors to even more lucrative opportunities, leaving you with more than enough wealth to afford this generous gesture.

“But—” the Traveler started, their brow furrowed in protest.

“No buts!” you interrupted, placing a hand over their mouth to silence them. “That’s final,” you said firmly, though your eyes sparkled with warmth. “Besides, this is my way of saying thank you—for your companionship, for listening to me rant about rude customers, and for always brightening my day. You two mean a lot to me, and this is the least I can do.”

Paimon, who had been floating nearby with a pastry already in hand, grinned from ear to ear. “See, Traveler? (Reader) says it’s fine, so stop being so stubborn! Paimon’s not complaining about free food!”

The Traveler sighed, their resistance melting away as they shook their head with a soft chuckle. “Alright, alright. We’ll accept your gift—but only because you’re being so insistent.”

You laughed, stepping back and crossing your arms with a satisfied smile. “Good! Now, make sure to enjoy every bite. And don’t even think about trying to sneak mora into my apron later—I’ll know!”

The Traveler simply smiled at you, a look of helpless gratitude in their eyes, and nodded in understanding. They knew better than to argue with you when you were this determined.

The café was soon filled with the sound of laughter and lively conversation as the three of you shared one last chat before it was time for them to leave. The warmth of the moment made the impending goodbye a little easier to bear.

Finally, Paimon floated toward the door, her tiny hands waving excitedly. “Goodbye, (Reader)! We’ll see you again in two days! Make sure to take care of yourself, okay?” she chirped, her voice brimming with genuine affection.

Beside her, the Traveler stood, balancing the three large cloth-covered containers with ease. They gave you a nod, their expression soft but resolute. “We’ll be back soon. Don’t overwork yourself,” they added, their tone gentle but firm.

You smiled, feeling a bittersweet tug in your chest. “Same to you two. Safe travels, and don’t let Paimon eat everything in one sitting!” you teased, earning a playful pout from the floating fairy.

Paimon reached for the door and swung it open, revealing the sprawling landscape of Guili Plains. In the distance, the towering silhouette of Wangshu Inn stood against the horizon, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun.

You waved as they stepped through the doorway, their figures framed by the breathtaking view of their world. “See you soon!” you called out, your voice carrying a mix of fondness and anticipation.

The door closed softly behind them, leaving the café quiet once more. You stood there for a moment, the warmth of their presence lingering in the air, before turning back to the kitchen with a smile. Two days would pass quickly, and you already couldn’t wait to see them again.

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[quietplace26]

Streamer!MC, but au is based off this post. Thank you @arn9tails.

Long story short. Reverse isekai. Teyvet transporting to our world. Teyvat inhabitants being giants compared to earth humans. SIZE. DIFFERENCE.

So, Streamer!MC is a streamer who mostly streams Genshin Impact, but then this post happens, and bam! Suddenly Genshin Impact isn't a game anymore. The nations of Teyvat have suddenly appeared in the real world, and that meant the characters she spent blood, sweat, tears, and so much money on were most likely VERY real. The story she once played through actually happened.

It was an uncomfortable realization.

And don't even get her started on the fact of the sheer size difference regular humans and Teyvatians have... It's terrifying...

Streamer!MC immediately stops playing Genshin Impact after that, even posting a video explaining why. It wasn't right. This game wasn't a game anymore. This 'game' was pushing boundaries to a point where it could be considered creepy and revealing things the characters of Genshin impact would've most likely preferred kept secret.

So, no more Genshin Impact on her channel.

But on the Teyvetians side of things, I imagine them modernizing a little. Imagine each nation having the power of the internet and maybe a character stumbles across Streamer!MC and watches some of her Genshin content...

(Warning: OCness cause I'm horrible at writing characters in character. And Yandere elements.)

Zhongli.

You can't tell me he isn't irritated, if not enraged with having his cover blown by the earthlings and his retirement plan ruined.

But even so, Cloud Retainer was the one that told him about this... Internet thing, one day when they met up for tea.

Even going as far as to show him an odd contraption that she recreated from some earthling technology called a laptop.

Looks as useless and annoying as those little earthling devices called 'phones' that recently started popping up in all the nations...

She ends up giving him his own little contraption, and later that night, he let curiosity take over and messed around with it and stumbled across something called twitch, and a... Streamer? What in Celestia's name is that?

But then he sees the title 'My first experience with Genshin Impact!', and he knew what Genshin Impact was. Everyone in Teyvat knew. And most hated it or found it interesting.

Zhongli disliked it on principle as it blew his cover, but he was curious...

The earthling girl spoke a lot during the whole, uh, playthrough? He still didn't have much knowledge on this subject yet, but he watches the whole thing... the earthling had a nice voice...

He oddly felt annoyed as he heard her gush about how pretty Mondstadt was... she should see his nation; it was much more beautiful than that drunk bard's nation.

He ended up watching the next stream after the Mondstadt arc concluded and Liyue was introduced. And the utter smugness he felt he heard her amazement over how lovely his nation was, nearly threw him for a loop.

He can't help but wonder how she'd react is she saw Liyue for real.

And when he saw her reaction to seeing him for the first time in game? Oh, it was honestly precious. She wiggled around in her chair, giggling in an almost shy way as she listened to him talk in game. There even a blush on her cheeks!

After that, Zhongli ended up going through all of Streamer!MC's content. Which meant all of her Genshin content.

With each stream he learned more about her. little things, big things, Streamer!MC was an open book.

Don't even get him started when he saw you pull for him for the first time! Even though you were grumbling about money you kept pulling until you got him AND his weapon.

It was honestly somewhat ego boosting how she always had him on her team despite some of the more difficult matchups. And practically spoiling his game self with the best artifacts as well!

It... it was odd. Seeing someone he had not even met caring so much about him. In her eyes, he wasn't supposed to be real, but even then...

...He didn't dislike it.

But then he finally got to her last post. This one apparently posted sometime around when Teyvat landed on earth. The one where Streamer!MC explains that she would NOT be posting anymore Genshin Impact content because of Teyvat's unexpected arrival.

"It's not a game anymore! The characters of Genshin are real people! I'm not playing something that the 'characters' had no say in!"

The MC huffs in annoyance. "How would you guys feel if all your secrets were revealed in a video game, huh?"

And it goes on with another more recent post. Streamer!MC says she was retiring from Twitch to focus more on schooling.

Retiring? But... But that meant you wouldn't stream anymore, right? That he wouldn't be able to hear you voice anymore... right?

Zhongli. Did. Not. Like. That.

Suddenly, it hits him. He remembers hearing about... issues, the earthlings had recently. Issues dealing with kidnappings. He knew it was from traffickers, mostly treasure hoarders and the bored Fatui or two looking for some quick mora, but...

Hm... Maybe he should have a chat with Childe... That rascal was in Liyue at the moment and had been demanding him for a spar... Maybe Zhongli could offer him a contract? The Harbinger gets a fight, but only if he'll fetch him something... special.

"...Ugh, my head..."

Streamer!MC groans as she slowly sits up, feeling confused and little dizzy. Last thing she remembered was walking back to her apartment after a long day of college when she suddenly felt the ground start to shake and people screaming before she blacked out...

Once her vision clears, she realizes she was in... a cage? Well, to be more exact, a giant intricate birdcage, which automatically starts to make her panic. Even more so when she realizes she was in different clothing! (Just picture the Geo symbol on it)

Trying to calm herself, Streamer!MC tries to take note of her surroundings. In the birdcage, there was the softest of pillows and blankets, the most comfortable bed, a soft flooring that felt like she was walking on clouds... and oddly enough, Zhongli plushies of all sizes, all in his Exuvia form, tucked all around the birdcage.

There were also books, but most you've never heard of, and the ones you have... were ones you only heard about or saw only a few paragraphs while playing Genshin Impact.

Now feeling absolutely terrified, she stumbles over to the edge of the cave, grabbing at the bars and peeking outside. Outside lining the birdcage was flowers... flowers that looked like eerily like Glaze Lilies. A flower that couldn't be anywhere but in- Oh. Oh...

She finally notices her surroundings. The landscape before her looked exactly like a domain from Genshin Impact, particularly, the Domain of the Wayward Path, but so much bigger. But that couldn't be right. Why was she here?! How?!

"Oh. You're finally awake, little one."

Streamer!MC freezes at the voice. She knew that voice. Knew it very well. Slowly, she looks up... and sees a massive Zhongli staring into her birdcage, smiling that calm and mysterious smile she remembers from the game.

Extra notes.

Zhongli keeps Streamer!MC hidden inside his own Adepti Abode.

Only the Adepti know about Streamer!MC. So even if she somehow escaped, an Adepti would quickly find her and bring her back to their lord.

But it isn't like she could get far with her tiny size.

Streamer!MC's birdcage is made of Cor Lapis.

Cloud Retainer was the one that managed to shrink everything in Streamer!MC's birdcage down to the earthling's size with one of her inventions. The bed, pillows, blankets, books, plushies, etc.

She also did Streamer!MC's clothes. As for how she got it on Streamer!MC, however... Let's say Adepti magic is very versatile.

The large amount of Exuvia plushies in Streamer!MC's cage was because Zhongli remembered a stream where she proudly showed off a plush of his Exuvia form she bought for herself, and recalled how she said she wished she could buy MORE.

Well, he was the God of Mora, so it wasn't hard to commission some special one of kind 'Rex Lapis' plush toys.

Zhongli doesn't refer to Streamer!MC as a pet. He actually gets very angry when Childe called her that after giving her to Zhongli as per their contract requested.

The 11th Harbinger gets the fight he wanted but it only lasts a few seconds before Zhongli yeets him into the harbor in a one hit KO.

After some time passes and Streamer!MC stops fighting back, Zhongli starts taking her out of her birdcage, holding her and carrying her around like a delicate gem.

He bonds with her by gifting her various gifts (Which Cloud Retainer than shrinks down). And always talks to her daily, as he recalls from her streams of how she loved his voice. So, he uses it to his advantage, slowly breaking down her fearful shell with soft words and more.

Also slowly teaches her to rely only on him. As all he wants is best for her. Especially since the world was quickly becoming a dangerous place with the more... vile, Teyvatians snatching earthlings up to trafficked as pets or worse.

But Streamer!MC wasn't a pet. No. She was something so, so much better...

"宝贝 (Bǎobèi), you shine as bright as a Cor Lapis but you are also as delicate as a Glaze Lily, if not more."

Streamer!MC lays curled up in the Ex-Archon's hands, looking oh so very tiny and fragile, and stares up at him with sleepy, but trusting eyes as Zhongli ran a finger down her back, slowly beckoning her back to sleep...

[phoenixblaze1412]

Ok this might sound dumb but listen

What if dottore was the one who got isekaied into our world? Like, he was working on something and boom he's in our world

How would he react to our modern technology and lifestyle and literally everything ( maybe the reader could give him a small tour/help? )

Dottore didn't expect his experiment to explode. He was sure no one tampered with his projects and did every procedure successfully.

So why is he currently face to face with you, an insomniac college student who was holding a belt and clothing hanger as if you were about to hit him?

Communication is key, after all. And that is what Dottore did, communicated with you.

He was surprised that you know all about him, from his past and his current connection with the fatui.

Dottore is a man who prefers knowing the truth by seeing it with his own eyes. Since you were blabbering on about how he is a fictional character from a currently famous on-going video game called Genshin Impact, Dottore thought you were a lunatic.

Oh how you savored his shocked expression when you showed him said game and even moved around the map as the traveler.

That got him curious. How is he in your world? Would he even get back to his?

Dottore decided to worry about those questions later, right now he is currently fascinated by technologies in your house.

"What is that tiny box in your hand? How are you accessing it without pressing any buttons? Give it to me."

You had to buy two new phones since Dottore broke your current one. He took it in the middle of the night and disassembled it just to see what's inside.

You had taught the doctor on how to use a phone. Giving him your number so that if he needed to contact you when you're not around, he could either message or call you. Luckily you didn't have to teach him more about the camera.

Ever since Dottore became your housemate, he became your personal caretaker as well. Whenever you would be staying up all night with your college studies, the doctor had to drag you off to bed and sleep. He would tie you on your bed if you gave him attitude. If you obeyed, he would cuddle you until morning.

The two of you made an agreement that while Dottore is currently living within your house, he should also get a job. He does need the money to buy the materials he needed to create a portal back to his world, after all. And those materials are definitely not cheap.

Finding a job that matches with Dottore's skills are easy, keeping the job is a hard one.

Dottore isn't allowed to be a veterinarian, he just mutated a person's sick cat into a horrifying creature that it had to be killed. Your silly doctor was giddily telling you how the experiment worked successfully, the cat's owner wasn't too happy with him.

He is not allowed to be a therapist. The doctor would just tell the patient, "it's your problem, not mine."

As a doctor in Teyvat, Dottore currently cannot be a doctor in Earth. With his ideals and immoral ethics, he would either kill the patient or transform it into a test subject. He doesn't even have any sympathy for the patient's relative who were in distress due to their loved one dying, Dottore would simply ignore them.

You were very stressed and burnt out with finding a suitable job for your silly doctor without having to worry other people about his... personality.

You could only stare in shock. Dottore got a job and it hasn't fired him within a day yet? Did god just helped you- wait no, Dottore would flick you in the forehead if you ever talk about any gods or archons.

Dottore as a mortician, the one who hired him didn't even care about his crazy personality. All the boss asked was if Dottore can handle night shifts and doesn't have a weak stomach, the doctor immediately got the job.

You were happy that Dottore was able to get a job that pays his services well. But you couldn't stand it when he would scare the hell out of you.

One time, you went to the morgue to visit him and see how he is doing, only to see the entire building quiet with the lights flickering. Walking off to where you know Dottore would be, you headed in the room where all the dead bodies where situated. You could feel your stomach drop as you stared at the bodies that were pulled out of their cells.

You have watched too many horror movies with Dottore that if you see one of the corpses suddenly moving, you're bolting out and leaving the doctor behind.

You suddenly felt something heavy being laid onto your back as you turned your head to come face to face with a dead man's corpse.

"Boo!"

Your screams can be heard throughout the establishment, following it was Dottore's loud cackles.

Dottore doesn't like going out of the house much. He would only do so if needed, for example, if he needed to buy some more materials and equipments for his experiments.

Even if he does go out to buy things, you are required to go along with him. He needed the extra pair of hands to carry the items he can't. Not only that, but you're the only one he can trust. You're the one who can give him some opinions about the things he would plan to buy. Even if you two would argue about some childish things, he secretly likes it. Especially if he could see your pouting face.

All in all, having Dottore in our world would be a different experience. Just make sure he doesn't bring home any corpses from the morgue for him to use as test subjects.

[professional-spectator]

This part of Teyvat isn't Earth-sized (fanfic).

A one-shot sequel to "Small World." If you'd like more of this, I might write more. I honestly owe this to the creator of the AU, @arn9tails .

Okay, here's the little disclaimer and a heads-up: I don't own Hoyoverse, Genshin Impact, or anything related to them.

And a big thank you to @arn9tails for letting me use their Genshin size difference AU as the basis for this fanfic. The idea that Teyvat isn't scaled to Earth but is actually much, much larger.

Also, just a quick heads-up: this story touches on some serious and sensitive subjects. It's inspired by SAGAU (Self-Aware Genshin Impact Alternative Universe), isekai themes, different isekai worlds, creation myths, and fanfiction in general.

Lightning doesn't strike twice

It's been months since I returned to Earth, carrying a secret no one suspects: my journey to Teyvat. No one knows about the day I, my closest friends, and countless others were abducted, finding ourselves auctioned off in a bizarre market catering to giants, where we were deemed "minis." Teyvat, a realm ripped straight from the Genshin Impact universe, became my prison, and a character from the game, Cyno, became my unlikely savior. It wasn't Earth-sized; it was a world built for titans.

That was six months ago. I was attempting a normal evening, watching an action-comedy with my elderly parents, when the impossible began again. A subtle ripple disturbed the water in the pitcher, a fleeting anomaly I dismissed.

But the ripples escalated into violent quakes, sending my parents into terrified screams that echoed the cries of our neighbors.

"Earthquakes..." my dad shrieked, his voice barely audible above the chaos.

Instinct took over. I hauled them both beneath the sturdy dining table, seeking a fragile sanctuary. The tremors intensified, plunging the house into darkness. Then, a flash of electro purple illuminated the world outside. The others thought it was thunder, but I knew better. That wasn't thunder; it was the sound of something... grunting.

The tremors finally subsided, but the silence that followed was quickly shattered by a chorus of shouts and cries. Our neighborhood, usually so peaceful, was now a scene of utter chaos as people poured out of their homes, a frantic wave of bewildered faces.

The internet was down, power lines were severed, and a strange sense of isolation descended. But we were a close-knit community, and instinctively, everyone sought solace in one another, emerging from their houses in search of answers and reassurance.

"What is that?" Mrs. Henderson, our elderly neighbor, asked, her voice trembling as she pointed towards the street. Massive, scorched cavities marred the asphalt, as if some colossal force had pressed down upon it.

"It looks like something melted it..." someone muttered, their voice laced with disbelief. But as I gazed at the strange depressions, a chilling thought crept into my mind. They resembled enormous footprints, and my heart began to race with a primal fear.

Suddenly, a woman screamed, clutching her infant tightly. "I saw it! A giant..." she shrieked, her eyes wide with terror. "It was immense, colossal..."

At first, her words were met with skepticism, dismissed as hysteria. But something in her voice, in the raw terror etched on her face, made me suspect otherwise. And then, someone noticed it – a trail of blood, glistening ominously on the cars and trees, lending a horrifying credence to her story.

The older men, their faces grim, began to organize. Armed with whatever they could find – rakes, shovels, even pitchforks – they formed a makeshift posse, their determination masking a palpable uncertainty. They ventured off in the direction of the blood trail, a motley crew driven by a mixture of fear and a primal need to protect their own. I watched in stunned disbelief, already witnessing the terrifying emergence of a mob mentality.

My sigh broke the evening's silence as I muttered, "Monster due on April street, huh?" The trail of blood, a scarlet serpent leading towards the highway, defied all reason. My eyes shifted to the forest's border, where a strange sight caught my attention – several trees were bent at impossible angles, as if a tremendous power had passed through.

"Huh?" Curiosity, or perhaps reckless courage, prevailed. Ignoring my intuition, I told my parents I was going to inspect the neighborhood transformers, grabbed a flashlight, and set off. A crowd of frightened neighbors hurried in the opposite direction, their faces lit by the unsteady glow of cellphones and flashlights. I plunged into the woods, the beam of my flashlight slicing through the darkness. I'm not one for nature, but I had a strong sense of direction, a skill that had proven useful many times before. The deeper I went, the more trees I discovered, bent and broken, their branches contorted into disturbing forms. At last, I arrived at a clearing, and there, illuminated by the faint moonlight, I found a large figure. I recognized him with a surge of fear. It was Cyno, lying still on the forest floor, bleeding profusely, either unconscious or, may the gods forbid, dead. Cyno wasn't like me; he was a literal giant, though a kind one. I could almost fit entirely within his huge hands.

"Cyno!" I clambered onto his chest, frantically patting his face, trying to wake him. He didn't respond, lost in the depths of unconsciousness. Just then, the distant roar of the angry mob grew louder, closer. This is just great, I thought.

A wave of relief washed over me as the mob, by some stroke of unbelievable luck, surged in the opposite direction. I couldn't believe my eyes. What were the odds that Cyno, of all people, would end up here, in my little corner of the world? The thought of bringing him home was laughable; he was literally taller than my house. Once the commotion died down, I cautiously made my way back, only to find the neighborhood transformers completely fried, spitting sparks and smelling of ozone.

Knowing I had to act fast, I grabbed the truck and sped into town, heading straight for the twenty-four-hour Walgreens. The sales clerk gave me a bewildered look as I approached the counter with three carts overflowing with antibacterial ointment, linens, and other supplies I hoped would be useful. Thankfully, there was a road near the clearing where he lay, but hauling everything up the incline and deep into the forest proved to be an exhausting ordeal. Finally, I reached him and began tending to his wounds, a difficult task given his immense size. I was quickly drenched in crimson as I cleaned him up, the metallic scent filling the air. Using the bedsheets I had brought, I fashioned makeshift bandages for his arm, hoping they would hold.

Cyno hadn't planned a trip to Earth. Nor had he foreseen tumbling through a shimmering portal, the unexpected consequence of a clash with a Fatui agent wielding a Pyro Delusion.

He landed with a thud, dust motes dancing in the air around him. His eyes struggled to reconcile the scene before him: miniature houses, like something from a child's dollhouse collection, stretched into the distance. Confusion warred with the lingering adrenaline of battle. Naturally, the Fatui agent, ever the opportunist, was already upon him, Pyro crackling menacingly.

It was then, amidst the clash of steel and fire, that Cyno heard them: tiny screams, high-pitched and filled with terror. The realization crashed over him – he was on Earth, and these were its inhabitants. Fighting with such minuscule creatures underfoot was a perilous situation. Each strike had to be measured, each parry carefully executed. Both he and the Fatui agent sustained injuries, the landscape itself becoming a hazard.

Driven by a need to protect the tiny populace, Cyno sought refuge, concealing himself from their wide, frightened eyes. He found a clearing what he thought was a forest, and exhaustion claimed him. He didn't expect to find Mao there when he awoke, her small hands, face, clothed stained with what he hoped was mud, tending to wounds far too big for her.

"Mao?" His voice was a low rumble, barely audible. He gently, cautiously, grasped the fabric of her shirt back. She whipped around, her tiny face a mask of fury.

"Stop it! I don't like being manhandled!" she exclaimed, her voice surprisingly strong for her size. A chuckle rumbled in Cyno's chest, a sound of genuine amusement amidst the strangeness of it all. Carefully, he scooped her up, placing her gently on his chest, close to the steady beat of his heart.

Mao had once been a delightful surprise. Now, however, the feeling was quite the opposite, a disquieting unease settling in his stomach. He found himself inexplicably transported, a giant in her miniature world, and a chuckle escaped him at the sheer absurdity of it all. He, Cyno, a game character, yet towering over the earthlings like some benevolent, if bewildered, god.

He began to sit up, the movement surprisingly sluggish, and Mao clung to him.

"Hey, not so fast..." she scolded, her voice a tiny, yet firm, reprimand that was almost comical given her diminutive stature. "Are you trying to make yourself dizzy? And another thing, why are you here?!" Her expression was a furious storm, brewing in a face a little bigger than his thumb.

"People are already forming an angry mob," she continued, her voice rising in pitch. "You took down the lights and the internet with whatever the heck you were doing..."

In Cyno's defense, he had tried to be discreet during the fight with the Fatui agent. He truly had. However, the task had proven far more difficult than he had anticipated, a chaotic dance of elemental power in a world not built to contain it.

My eyes widened as I took in the sight before me. It was Cyno, no doubt about it, standing right here on Earth. But there was a problem, a colossal one, quite literally. He was a giant! How on earth was I supposed to hide someone of his…stature? The thought of abandoning him here was unbearable, though.

"I wasn't trying to make a scene," Cyno began, his voice a low rumble. "I didn't even use all my strength. He's the one who dragged the fight into the neighborhood." I listened intently as he recounted the bizarre series of events that had led him here. Apparently, he had been in hot pursuit of a Fatui agent when, quite unexpectedly, he'd stumbled into a portal.

His gaze shifted to the makeshift bandage on his arm. "Where did you even find the cloth to mend my arm?" he inquired.

"Um…," I stammered, a bit embarrassed. "That's actually a few bedsheets. I, uh, tied them together..." I explained sheepishly. I could see the exhaustion etched on his face, the clear desire to just collapse.

"Rest for a bit," I urged, placing a hand on his massive arm. "I have to go home and check on my parents. I'll be back as soon as I can."

The drive home was a welcome escape, a chance to check on my parents. A long, hot shower washed away the stress of the day, and I finally succumbed to sleep's embrace.

Earlier, the morning had been a puzzle for my neighbors. A power outage had plunged the street into darkness, severing their connection to the digital world. But even then, the wheels of progress were turning, solutions already in motion. I busied myself, restoring order to my parents' home, before finally commandeering the truck.

Cyno, no doubt, was feeling the hungry. But a simple trip to IHOP or McDonald's was out of the question for a being of his immense size. Instead, I steered towards a local farm, a haven of fresh produce. With a swipe of my credit card, I acquired their entire stock of apples and veggies, loading the bounty onto the truck, a feast fit for a giant.

How did my life take such a bizarre turn? Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine I'd be providing food and shelter for the towering General Mahamatra. My initial plan was to carry the food to the clearing myself, but time was of the essence. My trusty red Ford truck, a seasoned companion on countless adventures, navigated the forest paths with the agility of a mountain bike. It successfully delivered a feast fit for my colossal friend.

"Cyno..." I called out from the truck window. He was seated, his massive hands shuffling his TCG cards, a testament to his sharp intellect.

"I'm here..."

I stepped out of the truck, presenting the overflowing basket of vegetables. His arm was still bandaged, a stark reminder of his recent ordeal.

"Sorry... I'd offer you a burger, but it wouldn't even begin to satisfy your large appetite..." I remarked to the giant. Cyno immediately began devouring the basket of fruits and veggies. Watching him eat was a humbling experience. This was only breakfast, and I was already grappling with the daunting task of keeping him fed. Lunch and dinner loomed, and I had a sinking feeling my credit cards were about to face their greatest challenge; debt was surely on the horizon.

I felt a sudden, unexpected force lifting me skyward. It was Cyno, of course, his fingers clamped firmly on the back of my shirt, hoisting me into the air like a wayward puppet. Again.

"Hey!" I protested, glaring up at him. "I told you to warn me before you go all grabby!" A low chuckle rumbled from his chest, utterly devoid of humor. Honestly, it was starting to grate on my nerves.

"Not funny... You're like King Kong!" I exclaimed, trying to maintain a semblance of stoicism despite my undignified position.

Cyno's brow furrowed slightly. "Is King Kong a King in this world?"

I groaned inwardly, resisting the urge to facepalm. Instead, I settled for a dramatic slap to my forehead.

"No... he's a giant ape... Who climbed the Empire State Building with Fay Wray in his hand..." The words tumbled out, a testament to my childhood spent immersed in classic cinema. My father, a lover of old movies, had ensured I was well-versed in their lore.

Cyno's curiosity was piqued. "Is it based on facts? Did such an event occur in this world?"

"No, it's completely made up. And remember, magic doesn't exist in my world..this world." I reminded him, reiterating a point I'd made countless times before.

"So your people wrote the story to compensate for the lack of such things?" Cyno mused. I shrugged, a gesture lost on him since I was still dangling.

"I suppose so..." I conceded, the absurdity of the situation finally sinking in.

Cyno's massive hands gently lowered me to the ground, and I couldn't help but sigh. The situation had spiraled from strange to utterly bizarre. A giant, ripped straight from the fantastical world of Teyvat—a place I'd only known as a video game until a few months ago—now stood beside me.

"So, can I ask..." The question died in my throat. My eyes flicked back to Cyno, who hadn't moved an inch. I'd expected him to immediately give chase to the fleeing Fatui giant. Why the hesitation? Was he worried about being seen? It wouldn't surprise me, considering his colossal size. The thought of my neighbors spotting him sent a shiver down my spine. The fallout would be catastrophic—the local army base swarming the area, or worse, the government getting involved. It would be a scene straight out of Gulliver's Travels.

"Hmm?" He tilted his head, his gaze sweeping down to meet mine.

"Why haven't you gone after the Fatui?" I asked, already suspecting the answer.

"It isn't oblivious; if your people saw me, it would cause a panic..." he rumbled, his voice a low tremor in the air.

"I figured as much..." I sighed, the weight of the situation settling heavily on my shoulders. It wasn't like I could just tuck him away under a blanket. He was, quite literally, a giant.

The question hung in the air, a heavy weight: how does one conceal a giant? I'd barely managed to hide Cyno, and now, a far more colossal problem loomed – a massive, dangerous Fatui agent was loose, leaving a trail of destruction. I sighed, the weight of the situation settling heavily on my shoulders. My expertise lay in the intricate mechanics of video games and knowing the best places to grab a bite; not in hiding giants or dealing with rogue Fatui agents.

I glanced up at my towering friend, Cyno, a silent plea for assistance in my eyes, just as my phone buzzed insistently. I pulled it out, my heart sinking as I read the notification.

"Strange craters found on Highway 67..." The attached image zoomed in, the resolution sharp enough to confirm my worst suspicions. Those weren't craters; they were giant footprints.

I looked back at Cyno, a nervous smile playing on my lips. "I think I found your buddy..." I said, gesturing to the picture on my phone. "He's on the other side of town. Any slim chance you can turn invisible or something?"

Cyno's expression remained stoic, unmoved by my flippant remark. "Mao, Magic doesn't work like that," he replied, his voice a low rumble. "Besides, he's using a Delusion for that..."

The weight of the situation pressed down on me once more. "What to do?" I groaned, running a hand through my hair. The task ahead seemed insurmountable, a David-and-Goliath scenario where I was woefully unprepared to play David.

"You don't happen to have a slingshot?" I asked. Cyno raised an eyebrow, clearly not understanding the reference.

Lost in my own thoughts, I watched as Cyno nonchalantly picked up my truck, cradling it as if it were a child's plaything. My eyes widened.

"Woah, hey!" I blurted out, my voice laced with a protective edge. I was particular about my truck. Very particular. And to see Cyno, with his Herculean strength, handling it with such carefree abandon… it rubbed me the wrong way. Of course, I understood his fascination. Earth's modern technology was practically non-existent in Teyvat. It must have been like discovering magic for him. He twirled the truck in his hands, a childlike wonder in his eyes.

"Don't mes-" I started to say, but the words died in my throat. My face paled, and my eyes widened in horror. It happened so fast. A sickening crack echoed in the air. He had unintentionally broken the hood of my truck.

"Sorry..." he mumbled, setting the now-hoodless vehicle down with a thud. He had actually broken the metal. Snapped it like a twig.

I was speechless, shock rippling through me. My truck. All the blood, sweat, and tears I had poured into buying that ridiculous, standard red truck. Gone. Reduced to a hoodless, broken mess in the hands of an apologetic, yet incredibly giant, General Mahamatra.

"It's fine..." I managed to choke out, the words feeling like a lie even as they left my lips. It was far from fine.

The problem of how to move the giant in secret occupied my thoughts for mintunes. Finally, a plan began to coalesce in my mind, and I drove toward town, hope warring with anxiety. The recent "earthquake," as the locals called it, had conveniently masked the truth: giants from another dimension were the real culprits.

I arrived to find a meeting of my neighborhood community leaders in full swing.

"People are shaken up by the monster and giant reports. It's mass hysteria..." someone lamented. I bit back the urge to reveal the truth; I was the only one in the room who knew what was really going on.

An idea sparked in my mind. "I have an idea. What about a party at the high school...just to take their minds off things?" I proposed. The high school, safely distanced from the heart of town, seemed the perfect venue. The suggestion was met with immediate enthusiasm. Within hours, the town was buzzing with anticipation.

As I helped with the preparations, my best friend Lottie approached me, a concerned look on her face. "What happened to your truck?" she asked, her eyes narrowed.

I couldn't tell her the truth—that I was currently harboring a giant in the woods, and he'd inadvertently totaled my truck. The words caught in my throat.

"I ran over a bear..." I blurted out, struggling to maintain a semblance of composure.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" she gasped, her hand flying to her mouth.

"I'm totally fine..." I replied, hoping she wouldn't notice the sweat beading on my forehead.

The gymnasium buzzed with the frenetic energy of a high school party in the making. After a few hours of helping with the decorations, I attempted a stealthy retreat, hoping to vanish before the forced socializing commenced. But fate, or rather, Lottie, had other plans.

"(Name), there you are! Where are you going?" she called out, her voice laced with playful suspicion.

"Um... I-I forgot something at the house..." I stammered, the lie feeling clumsy and transparent even to my own ears. Deceiving Lottie was never my forte. She's my best friend, an anchor in the increasingly bizarre landscape of my life, and her husband, Jamie, is the other.

"It can wait, can't it? You're not even dressed for the party..." Jamie chimed in, a mischievous glint in his eyes. I could practically see the wheels turning in his head, plotting my imminent transformation courtesy of the school drama department's costume collection.

"I really need to go-" I began, but Lottie, ever the determined force of nature, cut me off. She looped her arm through mine, effectively shackling me to my fate, and began dragging me towards a makeshift makeup station. It was a familiar routine, a far cry from the events of six months prior.

Six months ago, Lottie, Jamie, and I had been at an anime convention, a weekend of cosplay and camaraderie. Then, everything went sideways. We were kidnapped, whisked away to the world of Teyvat – yes, the world from Genshin Impact, only this one was Earth-sized, a realm of colossal landscapes and even more colossal beings. Thanks to some magical mishap involving Nahida, earthlings who were brought to Teyvat became like animals. I have no idea why I was immune. The whole ordeal was eventually rectified, and we were all sent back home. Lottie and Jamie remember nothing of it, a blessing, I think. It was, to put it mildly, a bit traumatic.

But that's how I met Cyno. He saved me from a rather unsavory trio of scholars in a crumbling desert ruin. Now, Cyno is here, in my world, a fish out of water and, unfortunately for him, a literal giant. As if that weren't enough, there's also a giant Fatui agent lurking around somewhere. Yep, my life has become exceptionally weird.

I threw my hands up, the silk of my simple purple dress swirling around my legs. "Why are we dressed for prom?!" I exclaimed, the question echoing with perhaps a touch too much drama for a Tuesday afternoon. My exasperation was directed at Lottie, who simply beamed back at me.

"It's fun!" she chirped, waving a perfectly manicured finger in the air. "We didn't get to go to our prom, remember?" She and her husband, James, were a matching set in their dapper suits, a stark contrast to my own semi-formal attire—heels, the aforementioned dress, and my hair pulled back in a neat bun, punctuated only by dangling earrings. A pang of memory struck me. She was right. We hadn't gone to prom. A plague of some sort had swept through our little trio that weekend, leaving us huddled together, mainlining movies and misery.

I couldn't help but feel a familiar twinge of… something. It wasn't quite jealousy, but perhaps a wistful awareness of my place in our dynamic. I always felt more like River Song in our little Doctor Who-esque relationship, flitting in and out, a chaotic element, rather than the steadfast Amy or the dependable Rory.

"Thank you..." I sighed, the word laced with a mixture of affection and resignation. But the truth was, I really had to leave. Duty called—or rather, the giant in town that might destroy the peace. No pressure.

"I gotta go..." I announced. "Save me cake?"

"Sure thing!" Lottie called after me, her voice bright and unwavering. "Be back as soon as you can?" I offered a quick wave goodbye, already halfway out the door.

Cyno wrestled with a frustration he dared not voice. Here he was, on Earth, a planet dwarfed by his size. He found himself concealed behind a forest of trees, the setting sun casting long shadows as he waited for Mao. Beside him, she seemed almost doll-like in her stature.

"Hey!" A strange sound, emanating from her "truck" as she called it, announced her arrival. She stepped out, the purple dress only enhancing her doll-like appearance.

"Hey... if you're planning to confront the Fatui agent, now's the time! Most of the town is at the high school for a party..." Mao informed him, her voice tinged with urgency.

"That explains the dress. What took you so long?" Cyno questioned, before sweeping her into his arms.

"Thank you..."

"Stop picking me up without warning!" she hissed, a blush rising on her cheeks. "For what it's worth, I'll do my best to help you."

"You've done enough..." Cyno replied, his voice softening as he gently patted her head.

"Hey, stop that!" Mao exclaimed, shaking her head free of his touch. He set her down, and Cyno felt a surge of readiness, eager to conclude this mission and, more importantly, relieved that he wouldn't have to worry about harming the inhabitants of this fragile planet.

"Whoa, where are you going?!" Mao called out, hurrying to keep pace with his long strides.

I trailed closely behind Cyno, my pace proving insufficient as he once again resorted to hoisting me up by the back of my dress. A sigh escaped him, thick with exasperation.

"You'll get hurt..."

"This is my home... Let me help!" The words tumbled out, fueled by my frustration at feeling so utterly useless. A soft chuckle rumbled from him before he settled me securely on his shoulder. From this new vantage point, the town spread out before me, offering a clear view and, more importantly, a good sense of where the Fatui agent was likely concealed, thanks to the subtle commotion he was causing. My suspicions were confirmed; he lurked in the wooded area bordering Main Street. Thankfully, the streets were deserted. If there was one thing I knew about my town, it was their unwavering dedication to celebration, which is where almost everyone was at that moment.

It wasn't long before the Fatui agent revealed himself, emerging from the trees like a looming shadow. Cyno was already an imposing figure, but this man towered over even the General Mahamatra by at least two heads. I felt Cyno gently set me down on the rooftop of a nearby building. From there, I was granted a front-row seat to a battle of giants. Explosions of fire ripped through the air, punctuated by the crackling discharge of Cyno's electric power. I was, unfortunately, relegated to the role of a mere bystander as the town trembled beneath the weight of their conflict. Each heavy footstep sent vibrations through the building, bouncing me around like a ragdoll.

I watched, helpless, as the mighty Cyno battled the colossal Fatui Agent. It was a brutal fight, and regret twisted in my gut as I saw Cyno taking a severe beating. "Cyno! Get up!" I screamed, my voice cracking with desperation, but I was trapped, confined within the cold, unyielding walls of a nearby building.

Driven by a surge of adrenaline, I bolted down the fire escape, my mind racing. An idea, reckless and improbable, sparked within me. I commandeered a nearby car, my hands trembling as I hot-wired the ignition, a skill from countless action movies. Cyno lay prone on the ground, and in a moment of temporary insanity, I slammed the gas pedal, driving the car directly into the Fatui Agent's leg. The behemoth crashed to the ground with a sickening thud. Miraculously, I emerged with only minor injuries, a few bruises the price of my impulsive heroism.

"What the hell?!" The towering Fatui Agent loomed over me, his voice a thunderous roar. I knew I was in deep trouble. Abandoning the mangled car, I kicked off my heels and ran, the absurdity of my situation not lost on me. There I was, fleeing for my life in a ridiculous purple prom dress. He pursued me relentlessly, forcing me to seek refuge behind a nearby building.

"Come out, come out wherever you are!" His voice echoed, laced with menace. I was paralyzed with fear as he leaned over the building, his shadow engulfing me. But then, a sudden, powerful force yanked him backward. Cyno had awakened, or rather, he had risen, fueled by a primal rage.

"Don't touch her..." I couldn't see him, but his voice, low and guttural, vibrated with palpable anger, an anger that honestly frightened me just a little. The Fatui Agent was formidable, but Cyno was a force of nature. I knew I had to help. Spotting a firehose, I grabbed it and, with a surge of adrenaline, ran behind the giant Fatui Agent. I unleashed the full force of the water, sending him sprawling backwards. I watched, breathless, as Cyno relentlessly beat him, a whirlwind of controlled fury, before finally binding him. I gasped for breath, my dress ruined, my hair a mess, a complete and utter wreck. But I was alive.

Deep within the woods, a sanctuary far removed from the prying eyes of the town, I stood as a silent observer. Before me, the towering figure of Cyno hauled a bound and struggling Fatui agent, his captive squirming in vain.

"So, this is it?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. He offered a curt nod, a silent acknowledgment of the inevitable farewell that hung heavy in the air. Goodbyes were a constant companion in my life, but this one… this one would leave a void. I knew I would miss him, the stoic giant from another world.

"I'm returning to Teyvat…" Cyno stated, his voice as serious as ever. "We've caused enough trouble in your world. And I must take him to Sumeru for his trial."

A sudden impulse seized me, a desire to offer a piece of myself before he vanished once more. "Hey… I wanted you to know my real name. I don't mind you calling me Mao…" I confessed, the words tumbling out in a rush. Mao wasn't my true name, not really. It was a placeholder, a name I'd adopted from a time when my name was lost in Teyvat.

Taking a deep breath, I revealed the truth. "My real name is (Name)."

"(Name)?" he repeated, the sound barely audible. He didn't turn, didn't break his stride as he continued his departure. But I distinctly heard him murmur, a soft whisper carried on the wind, "(Name)… That's a beautiful name."

With a heavy heart, I turned my back on the woods and made my way back to the high school party, a chaotic scene of music and laughter that felt jarringly out of sync with the events I'd just witnessed. Lottie and Jamie, ever the concerned friends, fussed over my appearance – the torn dress, the disheveled hair, the bare feet that had carried me through the forest. My elderly parents, their faces etched with worry, were frantic with concern. No one suspected the truth, the extraordinary reality that giants from another world had clashed in our quiet town, their battleground hidden just beyond the edge of normalcy. I reassured them, offering a smile and a simple, "I'm fine." To them, everyone was safe, oblivious to the tremors that continued to shake the ground, the echoes of a battle fought in a realm beyond their comprehension.

They say lightning doesn't strike twice in the same place, but in my case, it had. I had met Cyno twice, our paths crossing in this strange, unexpected way. And perhaps, just perhaps, fate would conspire to bring us together a third time, our destinies intertwined in ways I couldn't yet imagine.

The end

[pocarinapyon]

Happy Father's Day to the fathers, to those you consider fathers, and to those who will become fathers! 🤩

Speaking of fathers... 👑/🖥️ Just another random thought about the SAGAU / Reverse Isekai idea I had...

🌶️🌶️ What if the boys found out that they can stay in your world forever if they got you pregnant? Or in the case of the female characters, if they get pregnant? Like... They found some kind of scripture / ancient text / legend / whatever that says something about being able to retain themselves once they sire / bear your children (How many are children we talking about? IDK). Just imagine how eager the boys would be to get you pregnant!! 🤤🥵

So, again with my favourites!!

Starring : Albedo, Alhaitham, Childe, Kaveh (Separate)

Tags / Warnings : 🌶️🌶️ [Chilis] Actual seggs; The boys being obsessed with you; Petnames (if it bothers you); Contains stray cuss words; Usage of potions; A little dramatic in Kaveh's part; 👑/🖥️ [SAGAU/Reverse Isekai] Based on the SAGAU / Reverse Isekai concept linked below but spicy; Concept used if original / glitch varies

Links : Pinned Post, SAGAU/Reverse Isekai original concept, SAGAU/Reverse Isekai glitch concept, Anon's awesome concept about sleepmasks, 🌶️🌶️ JJ version A1(Albedo / Childe / Venti / Zhongli) Separate, 🌶️🌶️ JJ version Venti solo, 🌶️🌶️ JJ version A2 (Albedo / Childe / Venti / Zhongli) GangB., 🌶️🌶️ JJ version B1(Bennett / Diluc / Kaeya / Kazuha) Separate

Target audience is female (bodied) reader.

To whoever is reading, please enjoy.

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Now just because Albedo was a homunculus doesn't mean he'd stop trying. In fact, he was even more inspired; even more dedicated to create new life inside your womb so he could be with you forever. As an artificial being, would he be able to get you pregnant? He wasn't sure yet but if he wasn't able to, he would find ways or die trying.

When he materialized in your room, he immediately drugged you into a deeper sleep. That way, he could experiment on you all night long without worry of waking you up and dematerializing back to Teyvat. And since he already fed you a slumber potion, why not go far as to give you something for your fertility and libido?

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"Ahh...! My love, you're taking me so well. That's impressive," Albedo huffed as he pistoned his cock in and out of your abused pussy. "Ah...! Princess...!"

Albedo snapped his hips onto you and released another load of cum deep inside your already full womb. In turn, your slumbering body instinctively milked Albedo's manhood for more.

"Heh... Hehe... You really want it, don't you, my princess? I just love how you tighten around me and squeeze my cock," the alchemist sighed in contentment as he recovered from another orgasm.

"Ah, shit...! More... More! Fuck, you're so tight!" uncharacteristic cuss escaped from the Chalk Prince's lips. It felt so good to be buried deep inside you that the usually calm and poised Chief Alchemist couldn't help it.

White essence had long stained your sheets, an indication that Albedo had been assaulting you for a long time. But he wasn't done, no. He wanted to keep you as his beloved princess and if getting you pregnant was needed for this dream of his to come true, then he would gladly fuck you until your womb is full.

Alhaitham was probably the one who discovered the scriptures. Unfortunately, he was with a certain someone when he found out about the legend. It was a shame he couldn't stop the word from spreading. No worries. You usually keep Alhaitham active in your party so there was an insignificant chance his competitors could materialize in your world and get you pregnant.

Now that he was transported to your world, he must commence his plan. He stoically stared at your computer / Playstation (let's assume that's what you use to play) and carelessly unplugged the device, shutting it down abnormally. This made him glitch and stay in your world but only temporarily. Of course, he'd prefer to be in this state forever which was why he must proceed to the next step of his plan.

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"Alhaitham, please stop...!!" your tongue was already lolled out while you plead for the virile scribe to be gentler with your wanton pussy.

"Oh? Don't act all shy and reserved now. You're clearly enjoying this because if you didn't-"

Alhaitham paused his movements and chuckled from seeing how your head quickly snapped in his direction. Your glossy eyes begged him to fuck you more and it proved just how much you wanted his cock.

"-well, you wouldn't be tightening around me and creaming all over me, right?"

"H - Haitham, you're being unfair...!" you cried from being on edge. "J - just make me cum already!!"

Alhaitham snickered before pressing onto your erected clit, making you squirm beneath his hard toned body. He did not move and only kept himself buried deep inside you while tinkering your sensitive little nub. The stimulation was enough to make you orgasm and convulse from the pleasure, milking Alhaitham and begging to be filled with his essence.

The Haravatat scholar knew how to push your buttons. Every time you masturbated to him, he observed you and etched in his mind how you wanted to be pleasured.

He also knew this won't stop you from playing Genshin Impact and using him as the main character. In fact, he assumed you would be more inclined to use him. You were a slut for him and giving you a taste of his sex would make you excited for more.

Now, all he had to do was to ensure you carry his child so he could make you his forever.

An interesting hearsay quickly spread across Teyvat. Word was if the active character that materialized in your world got you pregnant, they would be able to live with you in your world forever. Everyone became envious of the people who had the privilege of realizing this legend and one of these blessed people was the Eleventh Fatui Harbinger, Childe.

Childe couldn't help but feel giddily restless. Just the thought of seeing you pregnant and having a family with you made his cock stiffen in excitement. He wanted to knock you up so bad that he planned meticulously just to make sure you became his lovely wife.

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"Aw, sweetheart. Don't be like that," Childe cooed at you. His hot breath fanned your ear as he whispered words that cajoled you deeper into depravity, "I know you want me to cum inside you. You feel that, right? How my cock twitches inside you and your pussy begs me to paint it white?"

"G - geez...! Fine! Today is a safe day anyway so I guess it's alright," you concurred. You then began to bounce on his cock once more, "Hehe~ Ah~! Make sure to cum tons, okay~?"

"Of course. Anything for you, my wifey," Childe responded in a husky voice.

"Hehe~ I can't believe you're actually letting me ride you on top today!" you chortled while grinding your hips to feel the Harbinger's hard erected manhood against your snug gummy walls. "Uwaaah~ this feels soooo good!"

With your sleepmask on, you failed to see the dark glint in Childe's eyes. He wanted to focus on your pleasure but it was hard to restrain himself from pinning you down and fucking your brains out. Like a bunny, you looked so adorable hopping up and down his cock that he wanted to make a mess out of you. But if it was true that you would have a higher chance of getting pregnant this way, then he would stop himself.

Patience is key as they say. He needed to tame his dark desires for now so he can reap the rewards later - and that reward was being with you forever.

The sappy architect's eyes glistened in delight. You mean there was a way he could stay with you forever? He could do something so that he wouldn't have to endure and make do with holding you in your sleep? If he got you pregnant, you would be his lover forever? What an interesting information indeed!

Kaveh stood in front of your bed, miserably debating whether to do this or not. His conscience ate at him. He loved you - he was obsessed with you - he wanted to be with you forever, but it was wrong to take advantage of you in your sleep. He sighed in agony and flopped beside you. And as if the higher beings heard his plea, your phone suddenly lit up and displayed a low battery alert before disappearing to reveal something interesting.

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Kaveh smut. Tags: impregnation, cervix kissing, hard-core sex.

He wasn't sure if he could do hard-core but that was all the sign he needed to go with his original plan.

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"N - nnh... You're so tight...," Kaveh whispered. He slowly dragged his cock deeper and penetrated you. "Mmh... Do you like that?"

Kaveh planted a kiss on your lips. He was being as gentle as he could in fear of waking you up.

"You're so gorgeous; nothing could compare to you. You are the embodiment of all that is beautiful," Kaveh praised you in a soft voice.

He continued to massage your snug walls with his veiny cock. A satisfied sigh escaped his chest when your warmth spasmed and clenched onto his manhood.

"Hehe. It seems you like this as much as I do," Kaveh mentioned with a proud smile.

He made love to you in the most romantic way. You were treated like a queen - a goddess who deserved all the love the world had to offer. Your pleasure was his priority, and he made sure to give every inch of you love and attention.

It was his first time doing this (with) to you, and he would be glad if he could have the chance to do more. All he hoped was for you to accept him should he manage to get you pregnant and stay in your world. After all, you were deprived of the privilege to decide if you wanted him or not.

Three among those four are triple crowned. Can you guess who's not triple crowned?

To whoever read this, thank you for your time. Here, have a pet bun-bun 🐇.

Again, happy father's day!!

Links : Pinned Post, SAGAU/Reverse Isekai original concept, SAGAU/Reverse Isekai glitch concept, Anon's awesome concept about sleepmasks, 🌶️🌶️ JJ version A1(Albedo / Childe / Venti / Zhongli) Separate, 🌶️🌶️ JJ version Venti solo, 🌶️🌶️ JJ version A2 (Albedo / Childe / Venti / Zhongli) GangB., 🌶️🌶️ JJ version B1(Bennett / Diluc / Kaeya / Kazuha) Separate

[the-white-void]

Things from Afar

~Summary: Part 2 of "Otherworldly Things". But I'm doing Nahida and Ei this time.

A week has passed since Venti and Zhongli had tried to convince you to come to Teyvat, but, you had work and school to catch up on and even if you did go there and get everything you wanted, it felt undeserving.

Another phenomenal accident happened where a bright glowing computer popped out a small child and a grown woman, both being obviously the other released archons, lying on the floor dizzy from the transport process.

"So, more overgrown children under my belt" you sighed in frustration. Venti and Zhongli peeked from the doorway wondering how your mental health might deteriorate more now with Nahida and Ei swimming like clueless fish.

"Peepaw. Cockroach. Help me move these guys to the living room" you turned to the two men behind the corner of the door. Both then started to carry the two lying figures out of the room, Zhongli cradling Nahida in his arms while Venti dragged Ei from her arms out the door "Why do you get to carry Buer, your the brute out of the two of us!" "As the responsible one, it is my responsibility that the children are safe" both exchange words as Venti drags Ei in defeat.

Raiden Ei

When she woke up with you watching The Lorax while waiting for them to gain consciousness, she was about to slam her forehead to the floor in a bowing position before you stopped her.

"Look, I know you're here with the same reason as the other two before you; my answer is NO. I have done my best to get through with this life and get somewhere with it and I'm not gonna let it crumble down because of some crap my old did and you crawling to my feet. Ok"

She was flabbergasted by your words, but then again, they were your words and she cannot disobey.

"Also, tell the operator to find a way to get you guys home. I'm running out of money to feed the other two and now you and Nahida"

Her soul left her body when she heard those words leaving your mouth.

You. Their divine creator. Babying them and sacrificing your own wellbeing for them.

She was on her knees and her head on the floor "Your grace, I apologize for exploiting your time and effort. Please allow me to return the gratitude"

"... Are you willing to get a job?"

She was a bit stunned but still wanted to repay you "Yes. I will get a 'job' to repay your omniscients' grace" her head and I was still on the floor.

And now she's working as a cashier in a nearby convenience store.

Nahida

When she woke up in the middle of your living room on a couch right next to the Raiden shogun, she was a little startled, so she tried to jump off but was seen by Venti staring at her from across the room

"uhmm... Hi?"

"hey"

Was all he said and continued to stare at her.

"Uhm... How is it with their Grace? Are they willing to come back?"

"No, they wanna stay here. And I don't know why"

"why are you looking at me like that?"

"their grace said to keep an eye on you until they get back from grocery shopping"

The silence flooded the room once again, and the awkwardness continues.

Some time later

You come back with Ei to see Nahida and Venti in a staring contest "... Don't wanna ask anymore but whaddya want for dinner?"

Nahida was blank for a moment until Venti mentioned he wanted apple pie.

Nahida scolded him that he shouldn't to you so casually

"Don't worry too much about it. You want anything?" you spoke to her softly.

She was stuttering in between her words with the pressure that she was speaking to the Omniscient Overseer and couldn't find the words.

"It's alright" you knelt down trying to ease her burden "You don't have to be so formal. Right now, I'm [name], not The Omniscient Overseer, alright" You gently held her with the aura of comfort through your words.

"Well. I'll take whatever you like" She smiles at you.

That was the first time someone saw her as a child, not literally, but as someone who has not experienced the world with her own senses.

She's happy with that.

[taylorman2274]

Reverse Isekai Genshin Shenanigans #3

Characters: Yoimiya, Kuki Shinobu, Cyno

Taglist: @avalordream;

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*BANG*

A flash of red lit up the night sky.

*BANG*

A flash of blue this time.

You looked up at the night sky with a neutral expression. Although the fireworks were a pretty sight, watching them many times over the years dwindled your excitement levels.

However, that couldn't be more different than the girl sitting beside you.

You looked over to Yoimiya. Her eyes were solely focused on the fireworks. She was making small oohs and aahs as her eyes tracked each firework that launched into the sky.

A small smile crossed your face. You felt pretty good reaching out to her and inviting her to the fireworks show. This was actually the first time you reached out to anyone in Teyvat and invited them to an activity on Earth. Initially, you were scared about inviting anyone out of the blue for something you didn't know if they would like.

However, once Yoimiya asked you to invite her to any fireworks shows in the future, that made inviting her much easier.

And that's what brings the two of you together right now.

*RING*

...At least until your phone rings.

Taking a quick peek at Yoimiya, you quietly reached into your pocket and checked your phone to see who on Earth was calling you at such an ungodly hour.

...

Oh, it's your friend. Yeah, that checks out.

"Be right back, Yoimiya. I have to take this."

Yoimiya, oblivious to the futuristic device in your hands, says nothing. Her eyes never turned away from the fireworks.

Quickly, you head inside and answer the phone. "Yo, what's up?"

"Dude, are you watching the fireworks right now?"

You frowned. "Well, I was, until you called me."

"Perfect!" you heard some shuffling in the background, "I can't wait to show you what I've got."

You hesitated to respond, looking back towards Yoimiya. "Do you think it can wait, I actually have somebody over right now."

"Ohhhh~? Who is it~?" they teased.

"A friend," you quickly replied. No way you were gonna reveal to anybody that someone from a video game was actually real.

...Especially with all of the edits of her you've seen on your socials.

"Oh come onnnnnnn. You don't have to be scared. I won't spoil to the world that you're in a relationship for once in your life."

You furrowed your eyebrows. "Yes, you would."

"Nah you're right I totally would," they proudly said. "But getting back to the point, guess what I've got~."

You thought for a brief second, but ultimately could not think of anything that this idiot would have that warranted bragging to you. "I dunno, what?"

"El. Diablo."

Your face scrunched up in confusion. "What?"

"El Diablo! It's supposed to be one of the best illegal-yet-for-some-reason-totally-legal fireworks out there! And now it's with me! Wanna see me light this bad boy?

You looked back toward Yoimiya, still watching the fireworks. "Dude, no, I'm not gonna ditch my friend for some firework."

"You don't have to!" you heard more shuffling in the background. "I'll launch it right now and you and your 'friend' can watch it!"

You began to panic a bit. "No no no, please don't. I want tonight to be a good first impression for them."

"Aha!!!" your friend shouted. "I knew you were on a date! No worries, [Y/N], I'll make sure tonight ends off with a 'bang'!"

They hung up after that, but you could picture your friend laughing evilly as he was lighting El Diablo.

"Oh God," your face paled. "I have to warn Yoimiya."

You quickly ran back outside. "Yoimiya."

No response.

"Yoimiya!"

...

"Hey! Yoimiya!" you softly shook her shoulder. "We have to go inside right now."

Still no response.

You stepped in front of her line of sight. "Hey."

Yoimiya finally showed signs of life as her eyes fell on the figure blocking her view. "Wha-. Hey! [Y/N]!" She attempted to look around your body. "Move out of the way!"

You rapidly shook your head. "No. We've got to head inside."

"Why?"

"My friend just told me that they were about to fire off a special firework but it's actu-"

"WHAT?!" Yoimiya stood up. "Your friend made a special firework just for you and you're not gonna give them the pleasure of seeing it?"

"No, you don't understand. This is NOT a firework. This is a BOMB, disguised as-"

*SCREEEEEEE*

"TAKE COVER!" you shouted as you ran back inside and leapt behind the couch, covering your ears.

Yoimiya looked back towards you in confusion. "A bomb? What do you mean?" she turned back around. "It's just an ordinary..."

*BOOM*

Aside from the ringing in your ears, you could barely hear Yoimiya's shriek of shock over the blaring car alarms.

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You were in the kitchen eating a quick snack from the pantry when you suddenly heard a noise from your bedroom. It was a familiar noise though, one that you had come to recognize pretty quickly.

That noise indicated that somebody from Teyvat had crossed over from their world to yours.

But not just anybody could come and go as they please. Instead, the Traveler informed you that only certain people would be given permission to go to your world, similar to how only certain people are allowed within the Traveler's Serenitea Pot. You think that there's a special kind of token that they give out to each of their friends, but you haven't asked them about that yet.

But enough thinking, for now, you have a guest!

You set aside your snack and walked over to your bedroom. Once you got there, you spotted a familiar green-haired, mask-wearing girl perusing her new surroundings. One that you know has never visited your world before.

"Shinobu?"

She quickly turned her head towards you. Initially, her eyes widened in shock, but she quickly calmed down after noticing you. "Hello. I assume you're [Y/N]?"

You nodded your head. "That would be me."

She nods her head in return. "Good. Let me get straight to the point then. I have a couple of questions to ask of you."

"It must be something important," you thought. "Otherwise, I don't see the Traveler allowing her to interrupt my day."

"Oh? What is it?" you asked.

She crosses her arms. "To start off, I learned from Itto that he recently came here, is that correct?"

"Yes," you nodded. "He came a couple of days ago."

"Okay..." Shinobu brought a fist to her chin. "And was there anything he did that was of great concern?"

You raised a quizzical eyebrow. "What do you mean by that?"

"Well last night, I had asked Itto where he had been since I hadn't seen him for a couple of days. He told me he had been hanging out with you. I then asked him how things went to which he responded that everything went along smoothly."

She looked back towards you. "However, the way he responded was concerning, to say the least. Instead of giving a straightforward answer, his answer seemed almost panicky, insisting that everything was okay and that I shouldn't investigate."

You also brought a fist to your chin. "...So you're here to investigate if he did anything wrong?"

"Correct." Shinobu nodded. "So. Did he do anything worth mentioning to me?"

Keeping your fist to your chin, you looked at the ground in front of you. You thought back to your time with Itto. You mostly just showed him around your apartment explaining what everything was and how it worked to the best of your knowledge.

After a while, you finally replied. "No. Nothing in particular."

However, Shinobu was doubtful of your response. "Really?" She crossed her arms. "No concerns, complaints, or even... damages?"

Your eyes darted to the side before quickly looking back at Shinobu. "R-really! Nothing of your concern."

Shinobu's eyes narrowed.

"Honest!"

...

...

...

"Okay, he did do one thing."

Before you had even finished your sentence, Shinobu closed her eyes and pinched her nose in frustration. After a few seconds, she let out a sigh before opening her eyes. "...Should've known."

"It's really not that big of a deal," you reassured. "I'm pretty sure I can take care of this by myself."

However, Shinobu wouldn't budge. "At least let me see what he did so that I may enact my own punishment accordingly."

You put your hands up. "I-I don't think you should go that far."

Shinobu glared into your eyes. "[Y/N]..." she warned.

...

Damn, she really was scary when she needed to be.

"Got it," you put your arms down. "I'll go ahead and show you."

You directed her over to your couch in the living room. Overall, it was a nice, comfortable couch covered with cushions, blankets, and pillows. However, anyone who has looked at numerous couches knows that pillows normally aren't supposed to rest against the wall above the back cushions.

Your couch had one pillow to speak of.

You removed the pillow, revealing to Shinobu what you had been hiding from sight. "This is where the incident happened."

To the people on Earth, nobody could probably think of a reasonable explanation as to why your apartment wall had two nail-sized holes in the wall inside a circular dent that low to the ground.

To Kuki Shinobu, who has seen such an incident happen before, she recognized pretty quickly that the two holes were caused by...

"Once Itto saw the couch, he immediately leaped onto it. However, his momentum led his head to smash against the wall. Normally, I'd be worried about just the dent. But unfortunately, since he has horns..." you trailed off, letting the image speak for itself.

You looked over to Shinobu and saw that she had her head faced towards the ground while her eyes were closed. You were surprised to see that she was not as angry as you thought she would be. However, you did notice that she was repetitively taking very deep breaths.

...You guess being in the Arataki Gang taught her a lot more self-control than you give her credit for.

"How much?"

You tilted your head. "Huh?"

Shinobu looked towards you, determination in her eyes. "How much for the repairs?”

You frowned, looking back towards the damage. "Quite a bit, but unfortunately, Mora doesn't exist here. I'll have to pay for this out of pocket."

Silence filled the room. You took the time to move the pillow back over the hole in the wall.

...

...

...

“…Maybe not. I have an idea."

You curiously looked over to Shinobu. "I can give you some items from Teyvat that you could sell here. That way you'll be able to make a profit to pay off the damage."

You raised your eyebrows in surprise. "...Yeah, that could actually work. The only thing is that the item in question would have to be something that exists here so that it has value."

"Understandable," Shinobu nodded. "Does your world have any iron, crystal, or amethyst?"

"It does," you nodded. "Is that what we're gonna go for?"

"We are." She puts her hands on her hips. "And I know just the oni to gather them."

...

"You're gonna subject Itto to manual labor as punishment?"

"Correction: Hard manual labor."

...

"My thoughts and prayers are with you, Arataki Itto. You're gonna need them."

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When you left your apartment to eat dinner, you remember leaving the blinds on your windows open to let in the evening sunlight. However, when you came back to your apartment, the blinds were closed leaving your apartment in pitch-black darkness.

Confusedly, you reached out to the nearby light switch to flip the lights on. But before you could...

"Well well well. Look who finally decided to show up."

You whipped your head towards the source of the noise. It was coming from the middle of the living room. Suddenly, a match was lit. The match, being held by a darkened figure, went towards an object placed below it. Before long, a flame started to flicker and the match was extinguished.

"A candle? I don't even have one...?"

Despite your confusion, you were able to notice more details of the mysterious figure sitting in your living room. After some squinting, you finally were able to figure out who this person was.

"...Cyno? What's he doing here?"

"You've kept me waiting a long time, [Y/N]," Cyno spoke in his notoriously low voice. "Don't think that you're gonna get away this time."

...

"...Get away from what?" you asked.

"From a game of Genius Invocation TCG, of course."

...

...

...

"...Are you freaking serious right now?"

Keeping your eyes on Cyno, you reached out to the light switch and flipped it on, revealing that Cyno had set up everything in advance. He sat on the opposite side of a table (one that you didn't even own... he must've brought one) with a deck of cards placed neatly in front of him. Across from his side of the table was another neatly placed stack of cards, your deck if you had to guess right.

"...Is that so?" you playfully inquired, getting into character which mirrored Cyno's nonchalent personality. "Then be prepared, for once the battle is finished, you will be left in nothing but Sume-ruins!"

...

...

...

"...Get it?"

...

"Cause Sumeru? Ruins? Sume-ruins?

...

Cyno sighed. "Not a pun worthy of praise, I must say."

"Oh come on!" you whined. "I've been hanging onto that for at least a week!"

You begrudgingly took the seat opposite of Cyno. "I already went ahead and shuffled your deck, so we can just go right ahead and get started."

Nodding in reply, you began to draw cards from the top of your deck. "You know, this is the first time I've ever gotten to play with one of you guys in person."

"Mhm." Cyno hummed.

"If any of my friends were to hear about this, they would think it to be so bizarre."

...

"I guess you can say this is one Grand Bazaar moment."

...

"...You really need to work on your puns."

"You are LITERALLY one to talk right now, Cyno!"

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Author's Side Notes: Sorry for the inactivity, I haven't felt as motivated to write anything. Regardless, I managed to come up with three new reverse isekai ideas.

I do have other ideas involving Kirara, Sayu, Xianyun, and the Raiden Shogun, but I don't think I can make them into an interesting short story. What I might do instead is turn them into headcannons. That way it'll be easier to write while still be entertaining.

Also, feel free to offer ideas for any other characters!

[boiled-cats]

So I was watching a pm seymour vid, and I found this

And like…

Me when screen proportionate reverse isekai sagau/sahsrau

[magica-ren]

Do AI Dream? [1]

Synopsis; You figure out the truth of your world, of yourself, of everything and everyone.

Warnings; Existential crisis, and some overworking!

Word Count; 778

A game.

That’s all this is.

A game.

A stupid fucking game that people use for entertainment.

You’re not real, you never were. And you have to accept that truth.

The sky is truly fake, just as told; It all makes sense now, why the days felt so monotonous, why almost no one ever moved from their spots. Why those you’ve defeated would seemingly come back to life after only a few moments of defeat- Magically appearing out of thin air.

As you walk through the streets with a blank expression you take a look at your ‘life’ and realize there’s truly nothing left for you. If there was anything for you to begin with.

You seem to be the only ‘person’ aware of the truth. All attempts to get others to wake up are met with blank stares, they don’t react- No one reacts.

You’ve tried consulting your closest friends and allies, however, you’re met with the same blank stares.

You wish you never became self-aware. How did it even come to this? …Stars.

The night the stars were sent down, was the day you became like this.

What do they have to do with that?

No… There has to be something or someone else behind it. This whole experience is still fresh and new to you after all.

So thus, you went through some digging to find the truth.

A few days go by without progress, much to your dismay; You’ve looked through all the information you could get your hands on, went to every person you could see & find- Even if you were met with nothingness. There’s not one bit of information that looked useful.

You’ve lost almost all hope.

Almost.

Some strange menu quickly pops up one day as you fight- Time seems to stop completely, and everything has frozen.

What this incredibly strange phenomenon is, you don’t know, you’d like to do more research on it however!

You look at the menu for as long as you can, analyzing each and every single icon, symbol, colors & etc. You wonder whatever they may be for.

Ah, why didn’t you think of looking into language sooner? Of course whatever this language is must be important to what you’re trying to look for!

But it doesn’t match up to any language you know… You can’t really understand what the symbols mean since it’s in an unknown text… You make a mental note of yourself to begin to research and find as much information as possible on that language and translate it as soon as you can.

Those boxed icons however, you can understand, at least, to some form of degree- Magnifying glass, a few sheets of paper, cards, a bag, someone's side profile & etc… You try to make out the meanings of the icons as best as you can, coming up with what you hope to be accurate conclusions for now.

Your analysis comes to a halt, as the menu disappears as quickly as it appears. You ingrain as much of the image as you can inside your mind.

And then you’re forced to fight again… Ugh, why do you even do this stuff? You’re not one to fight… Or maybe you are, I haven’t read your wiki or delved into your background much.

You lay restless on a bench somewhere, you’ve finally stopped fighting and finished all tasks after awhile- And you’re beat.

As much as you need to rest the reminder that you need to study and research whatever the hell that menu thing was and the truth of your world becomes far, far more important in your mind.

Your mind lingers back to the icons again, what could those mean? You take out a notebook you’ve recently begun to keep close to jot down any sudden ideas on these strange phenomenons.

It seems that the thing controlling yours has similar concepts and ideas considering the familiar objects you saw.

You begin to think of the magnifying glass, it might symbolize trying to find something… Perhaps quests of some sort? The paper could be research- But that would go hand in hand with the magnifying glass, would it not? And so on and so forth you theorize on the symbols' meanings.

Several hours pass, you seem relatively okay with all you’ve put out. You finally, finally get off from the bench and head back to wherever you’re staying.

What a day… You lay down, the exhaustion from fighting and using all of your fictional brain cells to hypothesize on the outside force quickly catching up, and you fall asleep.

Ah, sweet little you, so dear and precious… Don’t worry, you’ll get your answers soon.

Notes; Inspired & based off of this; One sided love, Darling’s Canon Romance, Childe’s Self-Inserts, Old man Pierro, Special Skins, Reverse Isekai, Vaporon Copypasta, Antagonist Darling, Cardboard Cutouts, Self Awareness, Disgust, & Streamer Diluc & Ei, Streamer Scaramouche & Fischl, Streamer Xiao, Ganyu & Zhongli, Streamer Aether, Albedo, Childe, Scaramouche & Xiao’s Traveler gets kicked, Android Darling Chiori Cosplays

There’s only ever drabbles and imagines of this stuff and I only found ONE fic of this so I decided fuck it and make this teehee.

Reader isn’t stupid, their a bit blunt too. So sorry if you aren’t really like that!

Characters may be OOC, but I’ll do as much research as I can to understand their character better when writing them.

[eliciana]

Reverse SAGAU: The Weird Door At My Café

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 (Here) |...

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Tw: Reverse!Isekai!Sagau, Normal Au, Café Au.

Reader: Gn!Reader, Adult!Reader, Cafe Owner!Reader

Characters: Reader, NPC's, Venti, Nahida

Note: Restaurant to Another World animanga inspired au. There is a taglist if you want to be tagged.

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Mika, your part-time high school helper, scuttled between tables with three plates of lemon tarts perched precariously along her forearms while the bell above the café door sang its familiar chime. You watched from behind the counter, suppressing a grin behind your coffee-stained apron as she negotiated the crushed floor with all the finesse of a tightrope walker. Over the past two weeks, your once quiet café has changed into something alive, bursting now with the clash of silverware and the hiss of the espresso machine, as well as the warm hum of conversation hanging in the air even after closing time.

Mika had been a godsend. Quiet but sharp-eyed, she'd taken to the rhythm of service like she'd been born for it. Just this morning, she'd caught a customer's spilled latte mid-air without breaking stride.

"Table six needs their check," she murmured as she glided past you, now reaching for the dessert menus. "And the gentleman by the window asked if we could refill the lavender cold brew."

"You'll say yes to him, but only because he said something nice about Lena's macarons," I said as I jotted it down. "And by the way, slip him one of the test batches of her passion fruit ganache-discreetly." 

Mika's lips quirked. "Bribery as a business strategy. Noted."

You looked at her smugly and giggled before signalling her to return to her work.

- 

The kitchen doors groaned open and a billow of steam clouded with vanilla came pouring out as Lena carried her tray of perfect éclairs. Hands that moved like a composer-especially every motion being precise, and every garnish placed in intentional elegance-were the magic of this girl, former pâtissier to Le Ciel Blanc. The first time she brought to you a fraisier cake, more perfect than a photoshopped one, you almost kissed her.

"Taste," she demanded again, thrusting a spoonful of silky chocolate toward your face. "The new single-origin blend. Is the acidity too forward?"

You let the ganache melt on your tongue, thinking. "It's bright, but the hazelnut praline balances it. Joon's going to go crazy over this."

And that word summoned Joon to burst through the kitchen doors, his chef's jacket bathed with what seemed to be raspberry coulis. "We need to talk about the sourdough schedule," he announced, waving a clipboard. "The starter's doubling faster since I moved it near the oven. If we adjust proofing times-"

You raised a hand. "Breathe, firecracker."

Joon had reconstructed your entire kitchen within forty-eight hours of being hired. Freshly graduated from culinary school, he had enough raw talent without much common sense. When you had asked him why he chose your café over the Michelin-starred establishments that fought over him, he just grinned and said, "Because you talked to your sourdough starter like it was your emotional support animal. I knew this was where all the real magic happened." 

Now, with the three of them settling into their roles, you finally had time to breathe. 

Which meant that now you could bring your attention back to that door.

-

Mika hummed as she mopped the café now quiet without the last customer present. The sound blended well with the jazz record you'd left spinning on the old turntable.

"Are you sure you wouldn't want me to help close up?" she quipped, hanging up her apron with military precision.

You shook your head. "Go study for your chem test. And take these." You shoved a box of leftover madeleines into her backpack.

Mika simply rolled her eyes. "You're worse than my abuela. See you tomorrow, boss."

At that moment she slammed the door behind her, and the air in the café shifted—like the space between heartbeats. You turned slowly.

There, nestled between flour sacks where it had no right to be, was the door.

Ordinary in every way except how it wasn't. The wood grain shimmered if you stared too long, and sometimes—when the café was empty and the moon was high—you swore you heard singing from the other side.

You exhaled, rolling up your sleeves.

Okay. It is time for another experiment.

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Experiment #1: The Witness Test

Mrs. Khatri, your regular patron most patient, was sipping her masala chai with polite curiosity while pretending you are reorganizing the storage shelves. You had been brewing tea, talking about her granddaughter's ballet recital, and keeping an eye on the door for two hours.

"Are you expecting any delivery?" she asked as you turned to the door for the seventeenth time.

You nearly spilled a jar of cinnamon. "Just... waiting on a specialty tea order." 

The door looks like it doesn't want to open; it didn't want to have a single crease somewhere in it. 

The moment Mrs. Khatri cleared out with her parting "The cardamom was perfect today, dear," did the brass knob warm up under your fingertips as a sleeping creature that stirs under the absence of its owner.

So. No witnesses. Copy that.

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Experiment #7: Teyvat's Objects on Earth

The Mora gleamed innocently on your ledger, its golden surface catching the warm lighting of the café. You learned quickly that not all could survive from the other side and continue living in this world, though.

Mist Flowers disintegrated into puddles of sad water. Valberries wilted overnight. But the Mora—the Mora was different.

The jeweler's loupe did tremble in his hand when you brought it to him: "This shouldn't exist," he'd whispered, turning it around. "This metallurgy is impossible—this purity of gold with this level of detail? And the markings..." His eyes snapped to yours. "Where did you really get this from?"

You'd lied smoothly. "A family heirloom." Wow, you really know how to lie between your teeth, huh?

Still, his offer of $2,300 made your palms sweat. 

Note: If Paimon ever finds out I'm sitting on a goldmine, I'm dead.

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You were making some notes when the freaking door opened on its own.

Your pen froze mid-word.

Wind rushed in, not that stale city air you knew, but something wild and green, smelling of dandelions and distant thunderstorms. And then Venti tumbled through, catching himself hard against the counter.

He wasn't drunk, which was shocking.

The second was the blood matting his hair, the way his fingers trembled around his lyre like it was the only thing tethering him to this world.

"You," he hissed, teal eyes flashing with something ancient and dangerous. "What game are you playing?"

You raised your hands slowly. "No game. This is just my café."

His gaze darted around-the industrial espresso machine, the chalkboard menu, and the glass case displaying Lena's pastries. His nose wrinkled. "It smells like... burned sugar and regret."

"Caramel and ambition," you corrected, then winced. "And you're bleeding on my mahogany." You nudged the first-aid kit toward him.

"Who sent you?" Venti didn't move.

"No one." You kept your voice steady. "That door sometimes connects to other worlds. You're the second to come through."

"Second?" His grip on the lyre tightened.

"The Traveler and Paimon."

Something in his posture eased-just a fraction. "Hah. Should've known those two would find the universe's backdoor." 

-

The antiseptic stung your own hands as you dabbed at his temple. Venti flinched but didn't pull away, his breath warm against your wrist. 

"Stormterror?" you guessed. 

His laugh was brittle. "Among other things." A pause. "You know much for a... what are you, exactly?" 

"Café owner." You pressed the bandage gently. "Part-time interdimensional tour guide." 

Venti snorted, then winced. You slid a mug of cocoa toward him-no alcohol this time. He sniffed it like a suspicious cat before taking a cautious sip. His eyebrows shot up. "Oh. That's... not terrible." 

"It grows on you," you said. "Like moss." 

"Or a fungal infection," he shot back, but the edge in his voice had dulled. 

Outside, rain tapped against the windows like impatient fingers. Venti's hands strayed to his lyre, plucking a melody that made your chest ache-something older than nations, older than gods. 

You pretended not to notice when his playing faltered. 

By the third cocoa refill, Venti had migrated from "hostile intruder" to "annoying housecat," draped across your best booth with his boots on the upholstery. 

"Sooo," he drawled, spinning his empty mug. "This 'café' of yours. You just... feed interdimensional travelers?" 

"Mostly locals," you said, scrubbing an already-clean counter. "You're a special case." 

"Aw, I'm touched!" He grinned, but his eyes stayed wary. "And what do you get out of it?" 

You shrugged. "Good company." 

Venti's smile faltered. For a heartbeat, he looked lost-then he strummed a chord sharp enough to make your glassware vibrate. "Liar." 

You froze.

"Everyone wants something," he murmured, "the Traveler wants to find their sibling." He looked at the archons through narrowed eyes. "Whatever gods seek." His eyes pinned you. "What do you seek?"

The truth clawed at your throat - I just didn't want to be alone - but you swallowed it down. "A five-star Yelp review?"

Venti blinked. Then he laughed, genuine this time, the sound bright as sunlight through stained glass. "Fair enough. Though, what is a Yelp review?"

Soon enough he left.

You looked at the door blankly and took out a ledger.

-

"I'll put that on his tab." You scoffed. The first mug of cocoa you slid to him was just a welcome gift and free, not including his constant refilling.

Three days later, you nearly dropped the tray of éclairs when walking into the pre-dawn quiet café to find Nahida perched on a barstool and swinging her legs. 

"Oh!" She brightened, hopping down. "You're the door's keeper!"

You choked on air. "How-"

"The door told me," she said now, as if there were nothing extraordinary about it. At your shocked silence, she tilted her head, "Not in words, of course. More like... a feeling." Her tiny hands cupped the Cecilia flower Venti had left behind, its petals glowing faintly under her touch. "This remembers you."

"Remembers?" you echoed weakly.

Nahida hummed, those eyes of hers far too knowing for someone who looked like a child. "Memories stick to objects, places, even people." She leaned forward, whisper-soft. "Some of yours smell like us."

Your blood turned to ice.

But Nahida just smiled, sliding off the stool. "Don't worry. I'm just not going to pry." She pressed a crisp recipe card into your hands, Moon Pie, the words flowing with calligraphy. "For when you're ready."

Then she was gone, the door clicking behind her.

The Cecilia pulsed once, twice,

and burst into full bloom.

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Sorry bout the constant "-" throughout the story. Was kinda having a hard time transitioning but like yes. We ignore that hahahhaha....

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[quietplace26]

"Maybe he commissions them to sing for a play that he's having been done to increase Fontaine's morale? (Perhaps not realizing they're a tiny lil Earthling) Perhaps he even has to save the little songbird from unsavory folks when she's trying to head back to the Earthling regions too >:3" - @arn9tails

Because of me having issues trying to figure out to do a Streamer!MC x Neuvillette prompt without copying and pasting my Zhongli post because I'm blank on ideas, I decided it would be easier if I just typed out a scene based off arn9tails brilliant suggestion right above.

Warnings: OCness, some treats of violence towards MC, creep calls MC a pet in a derogative way, cringe.

Once again this is based off this post from arn9tails.

(Streamer!MC's dress is either this, this, or this.)

...MC sighs tiredly as she walks outside the Opera Epiclese, letting the cool night air cool her heated cheeks, and smiles tiredly.

To think, after putting both Genshin Impact and her Twitch life behind her once Teyvat magically spawned in her world and focusing more on her schooling it would lead to her somehow being noticed by not only her favorite city, but also her favorite characters…

And be invited to go to Fontaine to preform, oh it felt almost like a dream!

The event she had been invited to sing in went shockingly well as all of Fontaine seemed to be pleased by her performances tonight.

Perched on a specially made platform on the stage and given a small microphone made just her size that the FRI (Fontaine Reasearch Insitute) put together via Furina's request, she had everyone's eyes tonight.

It was actually... very scary, to be honest. Everyone was so BIG compared to her... but thankfully, she gets through her stage fright when she sees Furina give her the thumbs up before seeing the former Hydro Archon slap Neuvillette's shoulder and motion towards MC, hissing something to the Ludex.

Neuvillette, bless his soul, also gives MC the thumbs up and a tiny smile. And just like that, MC felt a sense of bravery go through her... so she sang.

For the rest of the show, she sang more confidently, her voice echoing around the Opera's walls and keeping everyone's attention as she danced around the platform, singing her heart out.

Furina AND Neuvillette even joined you on stage at one point. ...Or well, more like Furina drags Neuvillette on stage with her.

And with that, the show continues with Furina doing a duet with MC, and Neuvillette being MC's 'dance partner'.

(Imagine MC holding onto one of Neuvlliette's fingers and letting him twirl her like they were ballroom dancing, even letting him dip her using ONE hand as one hand practically swallows her small form. And while he did this, MC tips her head back, eyes closed as she sings into her microphone.)

MC slaps her reddening cheeks lightly, trying to force down the blush threatening to take over. No, no, bad MC, bad! You can't have a crush on the Hydro Sovereign! It's one thing to have a crush on when he was just a video game character, but when he was real-

She sighs again, shaking her head, and turns to head back inside before her Melusine guards noticed she ventured away without telling them.

Only... that doesn't happen.

Before she could even take a step back inside, large rough hands snatch her violently off the ground, causing her to cry out in terror, but is silence when the hands squeeze in warning as a harsh voice hisses, "Stop moving, pet."

Her assailant turned out to be some Fontainian Noble. One who was apparently charmed by MC and sought to have the Earthling as his new pet.

MC panics at that, she didn't think the rumors were actually true! That some Teyvatians were actually making earthlings pets! No, no, no-

Terrified, she tires desperately to squirm free, only to whimper in pain as the noble squeezes harder and begins to walk away from Opera Epiclese.

And everything was only made worse as the noble held her small form up to his sleazy face and makes some rather... crude, comments about her. Calling her pretty and some other more uncomfortable things.

MC was crying at that point, thinking this was it, she was going to be a pet to this pervert!

Or at least that's what she thought.

"Put. Her. Down."

The noble freezes in place. Slowly he turns and looks up to see the large figure of the Hydro Sovereign glaring down eerily. His mouth was pulled back into a snarl, sharp, draconic teeth flashing to view.

This view alone makes the Noble yelp in fear... and he drops MC, who immediately screams and clenches her eyes close, waiting for pain.

But pain never happens, as the sound of swirling water fills the air, and large, much more gentle hands was suddenly cradle her gently.

It was Neuvillette.

He carefully cradles MC's tiny, trembling form to his chest as she cried in relief, saying she was so scared. Her small hands dig into his robe as she hides her face in his clothing, quickly soaking it with her tears.

"M-monsieur Neuvillette! I-I, he- he tried to-"

And that alone would not do at all.

Neuvillette slowly turns to the now cowering creep in an eerie, predatory manner. Showing all at once how inhuman he truly was as the water around them became violent... and it began to storm.

"You foolish human." Neuvillette growls out, the rain coming down violently. It wasn't a rainstorm of sadness. No... it was one of pure rage.

The Hydro Sovereign would do what must be done... because no one touches a dragon's treasure and LIVES.

[arn9tails]

A silly little doodle of Zhongli and Streamer!MC after he took the smol for his own. Based on

This post. Idk how to do that pretty fancy link that they did-

(Tehehhe @quietplace26)

[thatdeadaquarius]

OKAY OKAY SAGAU BUT THE CREATOR IS A HUGE KPOP FAN LIKE IMAGINE THE MOST STOTIC CHARACTERS DANCING TO TWICE

ANON I HAVE SEEN UR ASK SITTIN IN MY MAILBOX AND BEEN WAITIN FOR THIS ONE-

GOD IM SO BASIC ANON I ONLY KNOW LIKE 2 SONGS BY TWICE (LIKE "FEELS" OR SMTH POPULAR), I KNOW A LITTLE MORE ITZY, BUT MY MAIN'S JUST BEEN BTS SINCE 2019😭

(send me recs pleassseeee ;-;)

Hey this'll be the last time I use colored words for characters!

I think it's a bit too distracting, and the only reason I was using them was to let ppl know if their fav was in there, but now I'll probably just use CW/TW to mention character heavy asks/fics :)

Thanks for being patient with me for so long if ur still reading my stuff :0 <3

Listen as you read?

EDIT 1/1/24: Hey I expanded more about this on my Eldritch Fanfic Part 2 post, but unfortunately I did a form of exoticism by including the term "Huangdi" inappropiately here. I have since replaced it with "Emperor" as was the original untranslated term I would've used. I'm genuinely sorry that I did this, and will absolutely be on the look out/do better in the future. I hope you can understand.

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AGONIZED OVER THE GIFS THIS TIME THEYRE SO PRETTY AND I WANTED TO GET THEM DANCING ONE OF THEIR CUTER ERA/THEMES ALL DRESSED UP TOO-

also im so sorry?? Idky i was in such a scenario mood today??? Ig im in my exectutive dysfunction paralysis state so maybe that’s why, like it unconcoiusly wants me to waste more time not catching up on uni work??? anyway, hope u like this chaotic addon 😭

or i just love this ask sm, that’s entirely possible too <3

I JUST NEED YOU TO KNOW I PUT ON A MEGA TWICE PLAYIST WHILE WRITING THIS ENTIRE THING LMAO

ok but they’d totally heard ur music tastes thru the screen right?

like just imagine-

the video game music is normalized, and to them its just another one of those “all kinds of magic in teyvat” causing the music, like the seelies wandering around all the time or elemental energy

Jean is flipping through a folder filled with the reports for the week, she’s got to get the routes ready for the week, then there’s the liyue shipments the knights need to help escort over, then checking in on any of the emergency stations/rations throughout Mondstadt for weary or hurt travelers/merchants-

She sighs, and yet another irritated thought is thrown Varka’s way in her mind, she can’t even muster the energy to make it outright dislike she’s so tired…

Jean was so concentrated she just now is starting to hear the Favonious Headquarter’s music once more, it’s peppy upbeat tune… grates like nails on a chalkboard.

and if she has to hear that damn flute for the next hour she works, she’s going to start banging her head onto her desk.

♤

Out in Jueyun Karst, Xiao is dealing the finishing blow to a flying ruin hunter

He’s huffing and stabs his spear into the ground to lean on and catch his breath, the gentle music of the peaks begins to float around him once more

The Yaksha feels the earth beneath his feet shake. Not like from his Lord, not the other adepti angered, but an enemy so large it’s stomps shake the ground he stands on

Xiao quickly straightens less he fall over, pulling his spear out of the dirt with a little more effort than it probably should’ve taken…

The high sounds of the guzheng trickle through the air, a perfect representation of the base of the slopes, trees, streams, and nature all around him

Xiao turns to face the enemy behind him, his arm popping with tired joints,

…A ruin grader, two ruin hunters, and finally regular three ruin guards, follows it. they come around the corner of the bottom of another slope, and they're still simmering with black smoke, curling off their metallic shoulders.

Xiao sees several red targets layer over his chest,

the music fades a little, but sticks around, plucking strings gently. Xiao sighs, exhausted already.

♧

Kazuha and Beidou had to redirect the Alcor from a nasty storm at sea that intercepted their usual route between Inazuma and Liyue,

the storm had practically chased them further and further down form the Inazuman islands

it wasn’t until Kazuha, from the crow’s nest, spotted fog on the waters that they realized they’d be forced to go into said creepy fog, what with the crackling looming clouds at their backs pinning them in

“Not good Captain, the fog is miles long, I’m not sure I can see a way around it…” Kazuha calls down to the deck, Beidou letting out a sharp sigh through her nose

“Damn… fucker’s not even sentient and it practically backed us into a corner, feels like we literally gotta escape the damn thing… BRACE YOURSELVES CREW, WE’RE HEADING INTO THAT FOG!”

The Alcor makes it’s way into the fog, a piano swells with a strange tune…

Beidou, Kazuha, and the crew know to listen to the music of teyvat, especially if you have a life at sea, where storms can appear in the middle of the day or other pirates could attack any moment.

The music means nothing good, but at least Kazuha can see the storm staying at the border of the fog, moving no further in, unlike themselves

“Shit… see anything up there Kazu?” the Captain steering the ship doesn’t even reach a shout, for the music has creeped out all conversation on board

“No ma’am, wait,” a chill breeze brushes through the wanderer’s white hair, he feels goosebumps jump on his neck and spine,

“…Yes! Portside Captain, land, no enemy movement yet!”

“Alright, here goes a bad idea…” Beidou’s arms flex as she easily turns the heavy wooden wheel, steering left,

the Alcor gently comes ashore, and they make anchor.

…there are no enemies, like Kazuha said, but the tune worsens, it had gotten louder now that they’re actually on the theme’s land

It plays slowly, encasing the crew of the Alcor in a paranoid quiet, and it almost has a melancholy note

Crows caw and fly off of a stone gate up ahead, they can see flickers of a strange blue light further inland, like figures carrying lanterns everywhere they go…

“Damn music, I wouldn’t feel half this anxious if it didn’t sound like we were walking into a monster infested cave…” the first mate says, the first person to break the quiet the music held over them.

“Yes, while we might need to stay here for awhile, I think we’re all very aware how dangerous this is…” Kazuha agrees, crossing his arms and squinting at the moving blue lights… the piano plays on.

☆

You open on Spotify on your computer, clicking on your favorite kpop playlist, it’s been rainy all day, so you need the peppiness of this dance playlist to actually not be half-asleep playing Genshin-

You hum along to the Korean lyrics as you boot Genshin up, ugh, ur in-game music is so loud, u forgot u turned it up last time to hear the new Sumeru music…

Turning it down, you let the Kpop songs fill ur headphones as you nod to the beat, your team materializing on screen. Right, off to do commissions first!

♤

Jean is like.. seconds away letting out a scream of frustration, anger, tiredness, loneliness, etc. her hands clenching her hair and ruining her ponytail when, thank Creator, the theme quiets down finally.

The loss of her immediate ire gone, she lets go of her hair, her hands just kind of hovering midair, not knowing what to do with herself, all the negative emotions giving her face wrinkles just melt off, leaving her stunned, blank face behind

🎶 Dalkomhan chocolate ice-cream-cheoreom Nogabeorineun jigeum nae gibun so lovely! Kkamkkamhan uju sok gajang banjjagineun Jeo byeol jeo byeol geu yeope keun ne byeol 🎶

Acting Grand Master Jean actually screams when abruptly a song in an unrecognizable foreign language, blasts into her office, around it, filling the entire Favonius Headquarters with its… cheeriness??

Jean lets her hands fall onto the desk, still in shock

..well, she quickly decides she’s grateful for the new music either Barbatos or the All-Parent had heard her pleas for…

…actually, it’s kind of,, catchy?

Jean takes out her ponytail, massaging her aching scalp, huh, she really did have it tight she’s just now noticing, she feels a small smiles appear on her face,

she actually kind of wants to do something now (she kind of hopes this new foreign bard song sticks around..)

♧

If you asked Xiao what happened in that battle he’d be hard pressed to tell you,

without going completely red in the face. LMAO

He probably wouldn’t tell the other adepti this, especially Cloud Retainer, but Xiao had definitely had to get used to fighting brutal battles to the sound of gentle summer day-esque music

Right as the aruguably, army of ruin machines spotted the Yaksha, he’d launched himself into the air to try and evade the rusted beasts, aiming his jade spear, adding winds to swirl around the staff to better boost his attack, the machines warm up, their targets moved and locked onto him midair, right as both sides launch their attack-

🎶 Geogi neo I fancy you! Amuna wonhaji anha Hey, I love you (Love ya!) 🎶

Xiao nearly falls out of the air.

Quickly recovering, he uses his anemo power to propel himself off to the side dodging, he swears to his Lord and his Emperor himself, delayed attacks, as if the machines were caught off guard too,

missiles whiz by him, exploding behind, the peppy song of foreign women’s voices sings out into Jueyun Karst bright and happy-

🎶 Geurae neo I fancy you! Kkumcheoreom haengbokhaedo dwae 'Cause I need you! (What?) 🎶

Xiao’s face goes from being confused to concentrated throughout the rest of the battle, and the worst part… it actually helps his energy levels.

and he finds himself nodding along

☆

Kazuha takes the lead, his sword unsheathed and at the ready to cut down the slightest movement before it can get to any of the crew behind him,

He’s flanked by the Captain of the Alcor herself, Beidou’s electro shield emitting a deep hum as it blocks in front of both himself, and the crew behind him

all of the pirates have unsheather their own weapons, daggers, swords, claymores, bows, their all on high alert, waiting for.. well, any enemies at all.

In fact, Kazuha hopes he sees hilichurls soon, just for the familiarity it could give him and the his crew-

the music begins to fade away.

The crew stops just shy of the entryway that was perched with crows before they scattered, the white fog hasn’t moved beyond its lazy drifting, but the creeping sounds have stopped entirely. Not good.

Captain Beidou sighs after a few silent moments, other than the quiet breathing and shuffling of weapons from the Alcor crew.

She lets her claymore sword thunk against her shoulder, and just as she opens her mouth, turning to address the all, deciding camping here will have to do for the night-

🎶Fancy! youu, ooh Nuga meonjeo johahamyeon eottae Fancy! youu, ooh Jigeum neoegero gallae Fancy! ooh!🎶

Kazuha’s shoulder shoot up to his ears in a flinch, red eyes wide, he barely stops his reflexes from taking a hard swing with his sword, several crewmembers shriek, collide with metal clinks into one another, Beidou drops low, her sword swinging off her shoulder into almost a full swing at the ground-

…

…..

……..

🎶 Dalkomhan chocolate ice-cream-cheoreom Nogabeorineun jigeum nae gibun so lovely! Kkamkkamhan uju sok gajang banjjagineun Jeo byeol jeo byeol geu yeope keun ne byeol 🎶

the music plays on, the only one making any noise as the entire Alcor crew just, stop. after their initial shock.

Kazuha’s the first to break.

He desperately tries to contain a quiet chuckle, which turns into a giggle, which turns into a full-on wheeze, as he buries his sword into the ground to brace himself on it and one of his knees

the Captain cracks by the time Kazuha wheezes, her laughter going straight to guffaws and knee slapping, her claymore shaking the ground where she stabs it to lean against

the crew erupts into laughter, both as the peppy foreign song echoes into the mysterious fog, and Beidou’s ridiculous laugh, as always

they don’t recover until two songs later when there’s finally a slow kpop song, Kazuha’s had to sit down, tears streaming down his face, Beidou’s half-dead, wheezing out complaints about her stomach, as the crew keep sending each other into more and more laughter right as they think they’re done.

They decide their Akitsu Mikami must have the best sense of humor and must just be sitting on their celestial throne pranking some of their subjects from time to time, and the Alcor crew find themselves all the more appreciative for it, their nerves entirely gone about the island

Kazuha and Beidou are constantly asking other bards they meet to try and see if anyone can recreate the song for the crew sometime they liked the beat and the memory so much, Fancy by Twice will still get a laugh out of Beidou and Kazuha, and they’d quickly let you in on the inside joke so you’d be a part of it too (afterall you did it lol)

♡

NOW MORE IMPORTANTLY, BC IDK IVE BEEN ON A SCENARIO KICK LATELY?? SORRY IDK WHY U GUYS KEEP GETTING SCENARIOS-

There’s only TWO 2 CATEGORIES THAT MATTER HERE-

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Who’s DANCING!! w/o u needing to do anything but play the music:

NILOU (she got those choreos done in like, an hour flat everytime u teach her, shes always begging for “just one more dance lesson Greatest Lord? 🥺”),

YUNJIN (difference betweeen the two dancers is that nilou asks :) → yunjin lowkey demands, she like always gets u into a situation where you have plenty of time to teach her and feel obligated, u just got gaslight gatekeep girlbossed into teaching her another kpop dance LMAO), they also see it as they’re (literally) god-given job to dance better than any idol you’ve seen do it before, esp when they recruit groups of other dancers to join for group choreos

Yoimiya! cutie #1, CHILDE, amber, eula, ITTO, bennett,

Collei (but shes shy u gotta encourage her),

Diona (cutie #2),

FISCHL (would form an actual group to dance all the choreos like a real kpop group),

Gorou (shy #2, needs encouragement),

Kazuha (tbh I think he’d have fun and be weirdly good at it, fem or masc dances),

Ayaka (shy #3, needs encouragement and would rather die than dance in front of ppl other than you),

KLEE CUTIE #3, NAHIDA CUTIE #4,

Qiqi (but u gotta teach her slow bc she needs to memorize it, and also it takes her a bit to write down the dance steps in her journal so she doesn’t forget as much),

Razor (another person i think would just have fun with it! also he’d do it but it would be very, aggressive? like making finger hearts but violently shoving his arm out at ur face lmao),

HEIZOU (shutup he’d actually be good at it and brag- and flirt at you-),

Aether (shy #4), VENTI, xingqiu, xinyan, KAVEH

BARBARA (she literally stalks u around Mondstadt all like “oh hello your highness! just happened to walk by you and was wondering if you heard any new of those “kpop” dances, you know I’d LOVE to show it off at my next show-!” like she hasnt been a block behind you the entire day 💀)

♡

WHO YOU MANAGED TO CONVINCE TO DANCE LMAO-

babygirl Wanderer (he literally surveyed the area before he finally let u teach him any moves, and refused to any sort of dramatic moves, like fem or masc),

Alhaitham (but only like a small part of a guy group choreo like a bit from God’s Menu or smth, he was too lazy to do anymore even for u lol),

Cyno (dammit some of these bitches look way too good doing even girl group dances-),

Diluc (u got him to do like, a pose. LMAO and he saw Kaeya in the distance and quit immediately LMFAO),

Kaeya (but it didnt take much convincing, if anything it just took forever to teach him, he’s talented in footwork for swordfighting but apparantly not dancing, at least not modern dances he tripped so much ur convinced he did it on purpose at one point so he’d fall into your arms again lol),

Ganyu (super shy, wont do it around anyone but you, and maybe Shenhe),

speaking of Shenhe (she just took awhile to teach bc she wanted to stay upright a lot, kinda stiff),

Keqing (once again, another who’d only dance when it’s just u two lol),

Yae Miko (she just wanted to learn the whole choreo that’s what took so long… and now she’s making comments like “My goodness, my god wants me to dance for them? They’ll even show me how? Oh, now I must do it perfectly so I can satisfy you, my Kami.” STOP TAKING THINGS OUT OF CONTEXT UR TEACHING EVERYONE-),

Ayato (he’s acts so theater gay he refuses to do anything but the girl group dances/fem dances lol),

SARA (easy, give her ur strongest, saddest pout and she cracked like glass, u got her to do a whole dance with u/she actually got into it too, its her secret guilty pleasure now lol),

Kuki (did one sort of move then got BARRELED OVER by Itto’s crazied boy group acrobatics he likes so much, u know the backflips over each other type of ones? yeah. ),

Ei (the god herself/not the puppet, catch her never doing that lol, she tried but didnt, get it? she’s also pretty stiff, but she looks like she’s having fun so u just keep teaching her moves, and she likes that its you teaching her something new),

Thoma (shy #5 ? idek what number we’re on anymore lol),

TIGHNARI (u nag that bitch so hard he nearly throws a drink at you to get u to stop bothering him- NO he does NOT think those dances would suit his ears- dammit he wont do that dance, no matter how much he likes you- DAMMIT MY LORD-),

Xiao (if u thought nagging Tighnari was hard, this is like nightmare mode, not only does he not wanna do the dances, but he also wants to understand WHY u want him to dance each and every move- !! bc he would “look cute or cool”?!?!!?!!! …yeah he’s gone, he went so red u cant even get him back with tofu),

Zhongli (would like, be so confused on how to make his body do that, that he ended up just sort of posing, at least he looks cool)

♡

(anyone not on these 2, u did, in fact, not manage to convince, yes, even if their god asked them to, nor are they doing it of their own volition lol)

WHAT THE HELLLLLLL-

THIS IS SO LONGGG IM SO SORRRYYYYY

ANYWAY HOPE SOMEBODY LIKED THIS, DW ILL STOP THE WEIRD SCENARIOS AFTER THIS ASK I JUST GOT IN A PHASE I DONT KNOW WHY

also, im like, three weeks away form graduating uni? NICE, soon i will be free to assault u all with responses mwhahahaha (rubs my little gremlin hands together)

Safe travels,

💀 ♒

♡the beloveds♡

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