#ventus.imagines

[anemoarchonhoe]

Bayonetta!Reader accidentally saving Nahida from her imprisonment without them wanting to and now they're calling her "little one" waaah waaaah

Nahida slowly being taught bravery and to stand up for herself, and finally getting rightfully angry at the injustice she suffered and continue to suffer alongside Bayonetta!Reader......

Nahida slowly looking at Bayonetta!Reader like her parental figure. Her guardian. The first time she was held protectively and loved. Bayonetta!Reader letting her cry once in their arms, then when she calmed down, telling her to shed tears no more.

"You're a god. There's NOTHING you cannot do, and nothing you cannot overcome, little one."

Lesser Lord Kusanali? Nay, she is going to rise up and be the Greater Lord this time.

The literal dendro glow within her eyes and hair made you smile proudly.

[anemoarchonhoe]

what if eos!reader was the one who inserted the romance aspect of windblume because they miss valentine's day and also they wanna celebrate it now that they have a valentine (venti)

windblume was originally supposed to just celebrate the heroic deeds of the people who revolted against decarabian.... but eos!reader said "put romance in it since it has flowers or smth" and barbatos goes "bet"

[anemoarchonhoe]

EoS!Reader but instead of a spear user (as I imagined them being), they are a claymore user. But it's just a giant fucking knife and their alternate skin/outfit is a battle maid inspired from an anime they liked to watch back on Earth before getting isekai'd.

[anemoarchonhoe]

I imagine human form Nemo looking a little like this!! But with the same light green hair color as his wisp's "ahoge" with white streaks (like EoS!Reader), donning a deacon uniform. I also imagine him serving in the church alongside EoS!Reader.

In this form, he is a spear user (signature weapon is the Skyward Spine, can't convince me Venti won't gift him a spear he personally blessed to his baby). He was personally taught by you how to fight, and he pack a mean punch despite his small size.

Nemo enjoys a good spar, but most bad humans (treasure hoarders) he fights can't seem to last more 20 seconds against him. But then again, Nemo is a divine being trained by the strongest person in Mondstadt who knows martial arts (you). Of course they won't survive his attacks. The little boy still can't help but pout, though. Maybe you'd let him bully the Fatui men stationed in Dragonspine? You did say you want them gone from Mondstadt... He wants to be a good boy and drive them away!

Maybe he'll get a Northern Apple Stew as a reward...

First is does the little one have a name cause my thoughts be that either they (btw I use they/them term for the little one for now) have a name close related to winds or music? And also do venti and eos reader have them during current game timeline or back then cause honestly I do kinda imagine the little baby was there when certain nameless bard.

Please meet Satanael, Barbatos' only son.

"My name is Nemo, though...!"

This little one's true name is Satanael, but you also gave it a mortal name "Nemo", when it was born. Totally not derived from "anemo", and totally not because the orange lines on its outfit reminded you of the clown fish on a certain movie.

That's totally not the case.

The child's pronouns are he/they/it. The child doesn't particularly care much about gender norms. As far as the wisp is concerned, it is simply a "special breeze" born from the union of two deities. At least, that's what Mama told him!

Satanael... or rather, Nemo, was first created 500 years after Venti becomes the archon of freedom and marries you, ascending you to godhood in the process. Created, because you don't possess the reproductive organs that humans have due to being a former elemental monster, unlike Venti, who perfectly replicated the body of his deceased friend thanks to his gnosis. While your ascension to godhood through marriage with an archon allowed you to finally gain a human form, it's not perfect, and lacks a certain organ needed to produce a child. So you and Venti decided to experiment by combining both of your elemental powers to create a living being. If ascending anemo produces crystalflies and descending anemo creates anemo slimes, then wouldn't it be possible to make a being quite similar to both of yourselves through that logic, by create a powerful surge of anemo enough to bring a new elemental being to life?

However, all it managed to create is a powerful ball of anemo that needed to be immediately contained. This is where the story of Barbatos' breath came from. It's not inside a bottle like Diluc thought, it was contained within your body in hopes that you could one day give it an "ego"... a soul, one day.

The opportunity came during the cataclysm, hundreds of years after the initial attempt. You and Dvalin, with Venti's supporting winds, deal a devastating blow to Durin that ultimately defeated it. While Dvalin and Venti had to go to a forced hibernation in order to recuperate, you miraculously remained unscathed by Durin's poison and was able to get near enough to make contact with him as he lays dying in Vindagnyr, soon to be Dragonspine.

"I know you're not evil, dark dragon. So I wish to give you another chance." You told Durin, floating near his head and staring directly in its eyes that's slowly glossing over.

"Would you like to become my child?"

It does its best to look at you, opening its mouth, only able to draw out a pathetic gurgle. Yes, yes! Alas, its throat has been torn by Dvalin's razor sharp teeth, so it could only gurgle its answer before drawing its last breath.

But you understood, so with your divine power, took Durin's soul before it could seep through the leylines and fused it with the massive power you contained within you. And when you released it from your nexus, your Storm Eye... Out came your divine child.

You smiled, holding the newborn wisp on your cupped hands after giving your green ribbon to tie around his neck. He looks up at you.

Then begins to hover.

What a shame that Venti has to wait another 500 years to meet his child.

Thank you @/wheatcak3 for drawing Nemo aaaaaa. Please follow her uwu.

[anemoarchonhoe]

Imagine this:

The entire Genshin squad were preparing to come get you from Earth and convince you to come to Teyvat, but Albedo and Sucrose's dimension portal began to malfunction, causing it to suck everything in its close vicinity. Unfortunately for Venti, he was super close to the machine in his excitement to be the first to cross over and meet you, so he was sucked in immediately. He was caught off guard so he wasn't able to fight the vacuum that pulled him in. The others were quick to run and escape as the machine exploded and blew off Albedo's lab.

Everyone thought Venti died and mourned him.

"Ooh, ouch. That made me dizzy."

Venti held his head with a hand as he willed the dizziness away. This is almost as bad as a hangover after a fun night at Angel's Share, though as he continued to stay still, the faster it subsided. Once he has completely recovered, he opens his eyes and looks up from his position on the floor.

There you were, in all your glory. Wearing an office suit and seated on your swivel chair, infront of your glass table and computer. You looked like you were in the middle of a talk with your assistant when Venti arrived, and now you were both gawking at him just like he's staring at you, open mouthed.

You look... you look... absolutely divine. Powerful.

You snap your mouth closed and turn to your assistant, clearing your throat as your expression smooths itself back to cool indifference.

"Cancel all my appointments for this afternoon."

You turn to look at Venti and the look in your eyes made the bard blush a soft pink. Despite being fully clothed, he feels bare under your intense gaze. You licked your lips and smirked. Pink now turned to a furious red.

"...I'm afraid there's a huge change of plan." You chuckled.

SWEET DUMMY HOUSEHUSBAND VENTI WITH CEO!READER WHO SIMPS FOR HIM.

Venti is so pampered, all sorts of vintage wine being handed to him by you almost everyday. Any instrument he asks of you are immediately delivered, and you always seem so pleased with yourself when he kisses your cheek in gratitude. You take him to private islands you own when you feel like he's becoming a bit stir crazy inside your billion dollar home, and you let him experience things he never could in Teyvat, like riding a plane.

You, tired from all of your CEO work and talking with greedy rich people trying to curry favor with you, coming home to Venti and his sweetly simple dishes.

"But we have maids, love." You gently reminded him as you gently kissed his lips. "You didn't need to cook. You know you could just order them to do it."

"I know, my muse. But they'd never be able to put my secret ingredient on the dishes!"

"And what, pray tell, is that secret ingredient?"

Venti rubbed your noses together, his eyes sparkling with adoration. "Why, love of course! They'd never love you like I do."

You melted against his arms and he was all too happy to lead you to your chair and helped you in. He even fed you himself as he cracked silly jokes, lifting your mood. He even massages your shoulders, all the remaining tension leaves your body completely. He sings a song he composed while you were out working and you've never felt so loved.

You just know you'll never find another man like him, who never cared about your riches.

Meanwhile in his mind, Venti rejoices. He internally thanks the machine for transporting him safely in your world. Now, he's yours and you're his.

Here's hoping the others won't attempt to cross over again, so he could keep you all to himself.

Wanna buy me a kofi? : anemoarchonhoe

[anemoarchonhoe]

I bet my left butt cheek that Venti has written an entire Barbatos x Creator fanfiction book at some point during the time he was awake as a hobby and for shits and giggles. He was deadass drunk and so accidentally left it somewhere near the Cathedral, and some nun found it and thought it was written by Barbatos (true) and that this is the story of how they fell in love and got together (false).

Venti was panicking because, "where the fuck is my Barbatos/Creator book that I wrote for laughs?" and he screams internally when one day he attended mass as a mortal several hundred years later (he never found the book) and Barbara just told him, "May the Holy Lovers, the Anemo Archon and All-Creator protect you" as he entered. Then Sister Victoria preaches about the holy love that Barbatos shared with the Creator and he nearly died because when she whipped out an old book he was like, WAIT OH LORD BARBATOS THAT'S HIS FANFICTION BOOK.

PLEASE DON'T READ THAT IN FRONT OF EVERYONE AAAAAA—

[anemoarchonhoe]

A sort of Part 2 for my Venti creating fanfic of him and the All Creator together

IMAGINE THIS:

What if, somehow, all of the self-indulgent fanfictions you wrote about yourself and the other acolytes comes with you in a form of a very, very thick book. Or a collection of books.

Your acolytes bicker and fight amongst themselves for a glimpse of your fanfic collection, wanting to get a peek at the different "lives" you lead with the archons.

THERE ARE SO MANY AUs.

An alternate universe where you and Morax meet in a coffee shop where you are a barista and Morax is a regular customer you got together with in the end of the story. An alternate universe where Ei is your childhood friend that you have a massive crush in. An alternate universe where Barbatos is in a boy band called 5wirl along with Aether, Xiao, Kazuha, and Heizou and you are his greatest fan. An alternate universe where you are a high school student and the Tsaritsa is the queen bee of the entire school who you admire.

You wanted to cry because they're reading it all out loud... but most people got more invested on your and Barbatos' story because it seemed more well thought out with lots of different plot twists and subverting of expectations. It appeared so real to them that everyone thought it was actually a life you led with him, because you even wrote a sequel book for your and his child's love story-.

[anemoarchonhoe]

IMAGINE THIS:

Disney Princess AU, except you, the Reader, is an actual Disney Princess-like person.

Imagine Giselle from Enchanted. Imagine that's you. And it's imposter AU.

Everyone is out for your blood and you're running, getting help from your cute "hili-friends" and little forest creatures. Semi-sentient Teyvat shields you from your acolytes whose mouths are metaphorically frothing in rage like a man inflicted with rabies because YOU ARE STILL FUCKING BREATHING THE AIR THAT THE ALMIGHTY CREATOR SHOULD BE BREATHING.

You, scared and alone, begin to sing some Disney song to express your feelings.

Imagine you get kidnapped by the Treasure Hoarders because they heard you singing, and they were going to hand you over to the acolytes. But something happens as you all negotiated and talked and now you and these grown ass men and women are singing "I've Got a Dream" but with a few twists (the Treasure Hoarders' actual dreams and yours).

One thing led to another after that and now these hoarders recognized you as the benevolent god, and swore to follow you wherever you plan to lead them. Besides, how could they not know you're someone special? You sing the most beautiful of tunes and Teyvat dances to your song, and they swear no bard or songstress can ever surpass you. No, not even Barbatos himself; in fact, he'd be in tears due to how divine your voice is. The world spits out all of its hidden treasures at your feet, worshipping you. The hoarders were never out of gold and jewels.

You are so kind, so precious, and so innocent. Celestia forbid those damned acolytes get their hands on you again; they may be vision bearers and archons, but they have the Creator by their side and their melodious voice.

Dear God, keep singing. You were the only one to see the best in them, to see their ugly side and still consider them friends and treat them so kindly. All the treasure hoarders gather under your flag; Raptor and Big Sis, the two big bosses of the two largest Treasure Hoarder groups in Mondstadt and Liyue are your most ferocious protectors.

You were the most precious treasure they've gotten a hold of. Have no fear, they will protect you and your pure heart.

Wanna buy me a kofi? : anemoarchonhoe

[anemoarchonhoe]

Venti/Zhongli/Ei leaning in and whispering in History Geek God!Reader's ear.

The other acolytes think they're flirting with the Creator and saying dirty lewd stuff into their ear but NO.

The archons are just telling the entire history of their nation in full detail.

History geek God!Reader, weak-kneed and clinging on the archon's clothes, face flushed: More. Tell me more!!!

Venti/Zhongli/Ei: *whispers how this particular item is an important relic because blahblahblah into their ear*

History geek reader: MOANS

It's me. I'm god!reader.

[anemoarchonhoe]

Whiney Venti wanting to leave your embrace to do both archon and bard stuff but you keep kissing him and holding him so close and he loves it so much because you're warm and soft while the world is cold and harsh and he doesn't want this moment to end and, and—

...And he's been effectively trapped and captured.

[anemoarchonhoe]

Imagine this:

Eye of the Storm AU. Venti/Reader, first meeting.

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You're EoS!Reader as an established nun and the sisters (reluctantly) asks you for a favor. There's a green-clad bard singing blasphemy in front of Barbatos' giant statue and they want you to deal with him.

"Make him stop singing ridiculous and fabricated songs about the Anemo Archon. We don't care how, just... please. We can't bear his disrespect to our god any longer!"

So you, a good sister that you are, approaches Venti to do what your fellow worshippers wish. You were right on cue as well, because he's just finished singing.

He spots the ever silent, mysterious nun approaching him and gives the sweetest smile he could muster. You are a most devout disciple; he looks forward to your casual, yet very respectful prayer and your food offerings are the best of the best. Naturally, he has a very soft spot for you.

Venti clears his throat and fixes his bow tie. This is your first official meeting. He has to impress.

"Greetings, Sister (Name)! Ehe... how may I help you?"

In Venti's perspective, you were completely unfazed by his friendly demeanor. Even if you were affected, you never showed. Your veil partially covers your eyes, so he couldn't tell. He discreetly tries to peek underneath, but you moved your head slightly downward to further hide them from view. If he tries to peek anymore, he'd be obvious.

"Do you accept requests?" you asked him. Even your voice don't betray your emotion. It's chilly like the winds in Dragonspine, but he doesn't shiver.

"Yes, I do!" He lifts his lyre and poses like he's going to play another tune. "Just say what story you wish to hear and I'll sing it for you."

You released a soft hum, your head's position still hiding your eyes. He waits in anticipation, his smile unwavering.

"Then I request for your silence."

Venti pauses, lowering his lyre slightly while he gapes at you like a fish. There's a long awkward quiet between you two. He almost forgot there's an audience until one of them laughed.... then followed by the rest until they're guffawing like hyenas. Venti feels his cheeks grow warm under the embarassment.

You turn your head slightly towards the laughing crowd and they suddenly grew silent. Then one by one, they left the two of you alone.

It's still silent. Venti still can't speak, his mouth still slightly open. He's still processing your sheer audacity to request him to shut the hell up.

Your attention turns towards him again and your lips quirk up into the tiniest smile, and Venti was once again floored.

Your audacity... your enigma... He could write a song about it.

"Thank you for fulfilling my request." You finally spoke, handing him a small pouch full of mora. "Now I request for you to leave." Another pouch of mora was place in his hand. And then you turned to leave. He doesn't stop you.

Venti wordlessly leaves the city. When he finally recovers from the shock of getting told to shut the fuck up and leave in a graceful passive aggressive way, he opens the two pouches to count how much you paid him.

After counting, he was once again rendered speechless.

YOU JUST PAID HIM 100,000 MORA TO SHUT HIS MOUTH AND GET OUT.

Venti begins laughing. This is more than what he could earn in several months!

Oh, how you amuse him.

Then he hears you praying as per usual, and he could feel that you left an offering for him once again. He grins.

He looks forward to seeing you again tomorrow.

[anemoarchonhoe]

SAGAU but none of your acolytes want to marry you. You don't know why so you just came to a conclusion that you simply ain't their type.

Little did you know, they're just keeping you single forever so that they can keep reading romantic reader-insert fanfictions about you without feeling guilty.

[anemoarchonhoe]

Tw: attempted drugging, violence

Venti losing his shit inside Angel's Share and starting a drunken fist fight after some man tried to slip something funny in your drink. He knew about it because he secretly stole your drink and tasted the drug in it. Venti calmly asking you who bought your drink and you pointed at a random guy new to town and he proceeded to beat his ass, with the other Angel's Share patrons joining in after knowing what happened.

After the patrons drag the guy's ass up to the Knights, Venti makes sure you're okay before escorting you home and staying there for the night.

You were both shaken up by the realization of what could've happened if he didn't steal your drink, judging by how tightly he's holding on to you as you cuddle in bed, and you to him.

Venti didn't go to the tavern for a week, opting to drink wine at home with you.

[anemoarchonhoe]

Soft yandere Venti is nice and all but imagine this.

Soft tsundere Venti.

He doesn't call you an idiot outright but he pouts a lot and grumbles because you seem to have no self preservation so he has to follow you around to keep you safe. Like who waltzes near a hilichurl camp like it's no big deal? He's a benevolent archon, and you're in Mondstadt, so he's just doing his godly duties, alright? Yes? Then it's good that you understand why he's holding your hand so firmly.

[anemoarchonhoe]

Cottagecore God!Reader with a vegetable garden diligently guarded by slimes and a littol mischievous wind wisp (totally not Venti, no no-) who likes to make a nest in God!Reader's hair.

God!Reader always picks him up from on top of their head to put him in a basket full of apples in hopes of distracting him enough so they could water their Mondstadt flower garden but he's very annoying and makes a mess of their hair again.

And they just let him do his thing, and traps him by putting a straw hat over their head.

Cue muffled chirps of protests.

[anemoarchonhoe]

IMAGINE:

CW: Violence, blood and gore mention, EoS!Reader going apeshit I guess, kidnapping

You were never a violent person, the people closest to you describes you as a gentle giant that guards Mondstadt silently. The people really began to look up to you and feel safe; for if Liyue has the Guardian Yaksha and Inazuma has the Guuji Yae, Mondstadt has both rolled into one, a Guardian and a Priestess.

Storm Princess Eurus of the East Wind.

You don't really care about such a fancy title because as far as you are concerned, you're just Deaconess (Name). In fact, you felt awkward when the Mondstadtians began worshipping you like they once did with Dvalin, Andrius, and Vennessa; however, you didn't stop them. Not when you felt a boost in power, making you hum softly to yourself as you observe the people build a small temple in your name.

Everything was going pretty well after the Stormterror problem. Life was utter bliss, except for the times when you had to take care of the Anemo Archon who's having the worst hangover in Teyvat. But when he's sober, yeah, it's pretty nice.

And then the Abyss decides to mess with you by abducting your lover.

When Aether had come running to you to report of what had happened to the bard when exploring Old Mondstadt, you lost it. Your mind, your sanity.

Your friends remembered why exactly you call yourself Stormbringer.

As soon as Diluc, Jean, and Aether were able to lead you to where they were holding Venti hostage, you began rampaging like a madman that escaped the asylum. You began to tear at hilichurls of various sizes like they're naught but dolls, their guts and blood spilling everywhere. You ripped an abyss lector's arms and shoved them down its throat. You punched a hole through the abyss mages' shields and through their stomach. In your rage, you body-slammed a Ruin Grader and stepped on its head enough to crush its head like a soda can, then proceed to lift it up by its feet to slam it against a Ruin Hunter. It creates a massive explosion that shook the domain, no doubt alerting your lover's captors.

Safe to say, your friends are terrified of you. But did you care? Not in the slightest.

You almost singlehandedly and recklessly handled most of the Abyssal guards and machines scattered on the ruins of an old civilization. You're on a one track mind, and you only care about one thing and one thing alone; retrieving your god.

Punch. Kick. Rip. Tear. Smash. Slice through. Slam against. Crushing them all beneath your feet.

Screams of terror and agony resounded throughout the entire domain, making the weakened Archon look up slightly. He lets out a quiet laugh knowing in his heart that you came for him, making Lumine snarl at him and send a new wave of Abyss power to corrupt him and bend him to her will. Her plan to make Dvalin and Osial her weapons failed, but she's going to make it work this time.

Barbatos will be her new weapon of war. Though he's weak, once she gets the first eye of the field tiller from Dainsleif, then she can turn him into a strong mechanical Archon that she can use against Celes—

CRASH.

"Wh—"

Lumine turned to the source of the explosion as saw her brother, and three other people she doesn't know. The tallest of them, a Favonius nun, suddenly teleported using Anemo to right in front of her.

"—!" Lumine couldn't even gasp in surprise because you gave her a backhand slap so strong that she flew across the room and crashed against the wall.

Aether ran towards her sister predictably and started talking about their sibling drama while Jean and Diluc were still processing the trauma of your brutality, but you didn't pay them any mind. You yanked the chained holding Venti up and broke it off, freeing him from his binds.

Venti slowly opens his eyes to look at your blank face, though he could tell how anguished you feel. He is much too hurt and exhausted to comfort you though, so he could only weakly nuzzle into you like a bird, hoping that's enough to reassure you.

"I'm sorry you had to wait long, Barbatos."

"...'s fine. You came for me and that's what matters."

You kissed his forehead, relief coursing through your veins. Using your anemo power, you use it to teleport to Windrise to heal Venti.

Your hands are covered in blood, tainting Barbatos' wings, but he doesn't mind. They cherishes, and protects, and saves.

Barbatos is not scared. He's home in your arms.

Wanna buy me a ko-fi? : anemoarchonhoe