I realized i've barely written for Kaeya--this is purely informational, mostly worldbuilding and not so much as headcanons? But I hope it is enjoyed all the same. Edit: I'm looking this over after months and i'm tired, but i wanted to get this out and going.
It might've been true for once, that a long lost nation flourished without a god, without a star to guide them, but how many can claim such?
Unheard of, even impossible in some eyes--there is little left but memories by now. Even those who witnessed the fall--archons who still live, archons long gone, they can only speak one name that might be resolute.
It is your name, after all.
KAEYA holds nothing but shadows at his back, they tie him to the other two remnants of an unreachable home, Albedo and Dainsleif, yet neither of those two are quite aware of your presence as you break through the fabric of their world. It is but a ringing to their ears, perhaps as they are indeed more attuned than most, but it is a song that remains sleeping within. At least until you decide to reach out.
Tearing apart both sky and convictions, it is only a cold, hard fact that confirms the doubt blossoming at the back of their throat.
You are their creator.
Unlike the archons and unlike the Traveler, Kaeya may not be of divine nature or a vessel specifically made for you, but he was one of the First.
The very first people you made.
It is true, Khaenri'ah was not made by a god, for it was never your purpose to begin with. You gave them life, but you did not dictate them. You did not ask for statues to be erected in your name, or for blood to be spilled so as to appease your "rage", no.
You simply--watched. Watched what you created take a life of its own. Was there anything more noble than that?
Even manifesting yourself when asked for your blessings, you showed yourself to men and women, elder and children, always present, but never quite in their reach.
Most of the "People" (for the word you said in your language would've been impossible to transcribe) believed you their creator, the absolute word and the highest of honors to behold. So, you'd understand their surprise when you begged them not to etch you in their records, right?
No effigies, no tales--some thought you were even turning your backs on them--did you not love the First of creatures you had made? It was hard to understand, bringing in many conflicts that would scar the land as you'd retreat into your celestial abode, horrified--Kaeya remembers well the sacred texts, a horrible draught that lashed out all across Teyvat.
With time, they'd come to understand. You wanted them to live lives of their own, without your hand to guide them. You wanted to see to the extents they'd reach without beliefs.
You wanted to see if there could be more like you.
Such a secret, kept among the long lines of royalty-- grew even longer as time, and medicine advanced, was passed down from generation from generation.
And it all crashed down with him.
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Perhaps time's cruel nature has taken its toll, perhaps it is something else. Perhaps It is the faint echo that sings in the hollow of his heart, an emptiness that suddenly takes shape when he first lays eyes on you--no, not the vessel you've made. You.
Much like in creation, he might've not been the very First, but he is essential to you nonetheless. Being one of the first characters to acquire as you start the game, he soon comes to understand why the Traveler isn't willing to share your spark with him.
It comes in the shape of a small stone, a circle of opal encased in his chest. It is white and smooth, a pale iridescence that glimmers under the sunlight in his open shirt, yet no one seems to notice.
It is then that he realizes. They can't notice.
How can they, when you're so far away?
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Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, pregnancy mentions and not SFW themes. Word count: 3.5k.
The strum of a koto beneath your fingertips fills the atmosphere with a serene serenade.
Each deliberate pluck and twang resonates throughout the lonely courtyard as if it were a theatre with you upon the stage, performing to an absent audience. The ballad you lace together blends into the billowing breeze. Over the looming eaves, through the barren tree branches, and into clouds weighed down by future precipitation.
You’d like to think your playing will become one with the atmosphere, traveling further than you ever could. That with each raindrop, if one were to listen close enough, they’d hear the string’s gentle vibrato and be compelled to search for you. All you’d need to do is wait patiently and continue strumming your koto, guiding them to you with various melodies. They’d be strong, noble of heart, and selfless in their endeavors to free you from your picturesque prison. What a perfect, idyllic ending that’d make — just like the fairytales you read growing up where the princess is rescued by her prince.
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A/N : HAPPY BDAY ZHONGLI AND HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE !!!! 2021 has been rough with getting back into normal life on top of covid spreading and with a new variant, but i hope this post will cheer u up and let’s hope 2022 is much kinder to us (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧
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STREAMER ZHONGLI????
streamer zhongli o(*°▽°*)o
pogchamp—
definitely was first in the Just Chatting, Travel & Outdoors, and possibly Food & Drinks categories in twitch at the beginning, and gained a steady following from there on !!
he unknowingly lured them in with his asmr worthy voice ( ‘◡’ )
also talks about the history of certain cultures when travelling, or the origins of foods and drinks when he’s partaking in that category
gets a lot of questions from his chat which ends up turning into everyday talks or him giving advice to ppl !!
so his primary category is Just Chatting HSDKJ
oh !! oh !!
and his twitch user is ZhongliTV :’))
usually has lofi music in the background of his streams !!
when he first started out as a streamer, he didn’t have his webcam on, so his viewers could only hear his voice !!
not that they were complaining bc, well, who can resist zhongli’s deep voice ? 👩🦯
but one day, one of his viewers asked why he doesn’t use a webcam
and this man just ,,,,
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— summary: forever is just an illusion, nothing lasts forever. don’t make me a promise that you cannot keep. please...it’ll break my heart
— pairing: bts x reader
— genre: angst, slight fluff, poly!au, mafia!au, arranged marriage!au
— status: ongoing
— word count: 150k+
— warnings: (triggering topics! please read at your own discretion) childhood trauma, mental abuse, physical abuse, child neglect, manipulation, gaslighting, violence, mentions of assault, implied sexual assault, hurt and comfort, divorce, emotional neglect, minor character deaths, kidnapping, some emotionally unstable scenes
↳ there will likely be more specifics in certain chapters. just know that this series highlight some things that can be triggering to some
— please don't go into this thinking it'll be a light read. don't estimate the warnings
— if you happen to read this series despite the warnings and if there are certain chapters you wish to skip rather than reading because of the warnings, feel free to send me an ask if you ever wish to know the gist of certain chapters and i will gladly catch you up so you don't get confused on anything
one. the breaking | you tried so hard to be enough
two. the lie | a house made of cards, they lived in your beautiful fairytale
three. the promise | if you told them about the darkness inside of you, would they still look at you like you're the sun?
four. the gentle heart | keep your heart warm, no matter how cold they have been to you
five. the void | no matter how many times you read a story over and over again, it always ends the same
six. the puppeteer | father wanted perfection, you fell in love with disorder
seven. the trial master | the only way to get rid of a buried memory is to face your past
eight. the scarlet drop | you can wipe someone's tears but not their memories
nine. the game of chess | everything's burned down into flames and all that's left is you right in the center, unable to escape
ten. the abuser and the bystander | it hurts just as much knowing someone could have stopped it all but chose to stand by and watch instead
eleven. the thorns of a rose | loyalty means to have full allegiance and faithfulness owned by a duty, a pledge, or a promise. and the reapers' loyalty lies much deeper than that
twelve. the black rose | he loved you once, so hard, but taehyung has no right to begin caring for you now
thirteen. the broken | once someone's been taught to stay quiet their whole life, how do they learn to scream and shout for help?
fourteen. the hurting | you can break something in two seconds but it will take forever to heal
fifteen. the cruel and the fool | nothing hurts more than trying your absolute best and still not being good enough
sixteen. the second choice | an illusion of free choice, it will always be namjoon in the end
seventeen. the liar | hoseok lied about choosing you, namjoon lied about leaving you, but the biggest liar of them all is you
eighteen. the frightened ones | drowning in the middle of the sea means being blind and not knowing who is on your side and who wishes to pull you in deeper
nineteen. the snakes | you're left on your own to save your own self
twenty. the watchers | sometimes to not protect is the best form of protection
twenty-one. the apologies | how many apologies have you heard in your lifetime? too many to count
twenty-two. the pawns | when pawns are used well, they are the soul of the chess. you might as well take advantage of what you’re given
twenty-three. the unprepared | no one is ever prepared to be broken, even if they think they are, and breaking again and again does not make you numb to the pain
twenty-four. the reckless | in the face of danger, you run right into it
twenty-five. the habits | you are a weapon and weapons do not weep
twenty-six. coming soon...
hi!! if its ok could i request some HCs for Ayaka whos best friend is the reader n reader is dating Ayato? Maybe some hcs on how the three of them would interact together n also Ayaka setting them up n stuff similar to that? I hope thats ok n that it all made sense (シ. .)シ
Did I read this wrong? Yes. Did I do more to makeup for it? ... Yes. Enjoy <333 you like my garbage title? I do, thank you. I'm a genius, I know.
Ayaka loves to tease you about dating Ayato. You met her first and the two of you became close extremely quickly. Thoma was pretty much used to having you around the house as was Ayato. Though, he was extremely busy, so you didn’t see much of him.
You asked Ayaka since you wanted to learn a little bit about Ayato. She told you everything she knew, not suspecting anything. Little did she know, you had a huge crush on Ayato. You didn’t want to tell her because how weird would that have been?
Well, somehow, Ayato managed to find time for you (since he had a crush on you too). Slowly, the time spent together became more. You two ended up becoming more.
It originally started out as a secret because you didn't have the heart to admit to Ayaka you were dating her brother.
You were nervous that Ayaka would hate you for it but it was quite the opposite. She was happy for two reasons. She trusted the person her brother was dating and she trusted the person her best friend was dating. It worked out well.
Ayaka takes any chance she can to tease you or Ayato. Ayato just gets flustered and tells her to mind her own business as he drags you off to who knows where.
She’s sharp. Watch out for her ^w^.
Ayaka knew you were single, you didn’t exactly try to hide it- you weren’t embarrassed or ashamed. She’s not one to pry into your business but over the course of the few years you two have known each other, she sort of figured out you were the perfect person for her brother.
He needs a partner. You need a partner. Perfect, right? Was that her only requirement? Yeah, kinda.
Anyway, so Ayaka decided to set up a little date between you and Ayato. She claimed that she wanted to have dinner with you at Komore Teahouse and you agreed. She told Ayato she wanted to have dinner with him to celebrate a recent achievement. Both of you were so naive.
Once you both were there, Thoma came to inform you that Ayaka had gotten busy and wouldn’t be showing up. You two genuinely thought she was busy so you just spent the dinner with each other. Of course, Ayaka wasn’t busy, in fact, she was in the room beside yours and she was definitely listening in to your conversation.
Ayaka wasn’t done, though, no she set up multiple dates like this and 9/10 she flaked, claiming she was busy. It took a few dates… ok, it took a few dates before you and Ayato realized she wasn’t actually busy.
Eventually, he asked you out on a real date and Ayaka was beyond happy. You, of course, were quite happy too. It was a real date with someone you’d been in love with for a while.
Ayaka takes every chance to tease you and Ayato about your relationship. It’s all in good fun, but she loves to see your face- or his- turn bright red.
It’s adorable.
You’re adorable.
idk if u still accept reqs but can u do a cheong-san au or short one shot abt the reader is like a part of the group w/ on-jo and cheong-san and the reader r getting teased be almost the whole class but they dont know that they r actually dating and only finds out in the whole apocalypse thing
cheong-san x gn!reader | arnd 700 words
genre: fluff, established relationship
warnings: swearing, mentions of kissing/making out, mentions of punching and hitting people, that’s it i think LMAO
synopsis: it’s getting funny to see your friend group tease you and cheongsan about how good of a couple you’d make. really funny, actually.
author’s note: thank you for requesting! i hope i understood your request well and that you like it!!! <3
“Stop it, you two. You look like a couple.” Joonyoung scoffed, shaking his head as he looked down at his book. Daesu and Wujin laughed, nodding their heads.
“For real. Get a room, or something?” Daesu added, teasingly bumping his shoulder, while Wujin bumped into yours. They exchanged glances before grinning mischievously and leaning closed to the two of you. “… So you can kiss without us interrupting.”
You pushed Wujin’s face with the palm of your hand and heaved a sigh, shaking your head, while Cheongsan only looked elsewhere. Your lack of response got the duo sighing and muttering words about the two of you being no fun.
“Come on, leave them be. If they say they don’t like each other like that, they don’t.” Onjo chimed in, chuckling despite her statement. “Okay?”
“Not okay!” Daesu scoffed, “Where’s the fun? The excitment?! Plus, they’re both missing their name-tags. Isn’t that odd? Isn’t it?!”
You rolled your eyes lightheartedly and walked away.
“And they— Stop ignoring me! Man.”
This was a daily occurence, now. You and Cheongsan would do something as simple as talking or exchanging homework notes and your friend would start going on about how good of a couple you’d make, or something along those lines. You two were always telling them off, saying there was no such thing between the two of you anyways.
But, well.
“You guys were actually— Like seriously dating? For real?!”
Joonyoung said what everyone was thinking when they walked over to a remote part of the rooftop. Everyone had gathered here, staring at you two wide-eyed as your hands awkwardly hovered over Cheongsan’s face, and his tried to move away from your waist. He was the first to clear his throat and turn around, but no words left his mouth.
“No way. You guys were ma—” Daesu stop talking when you held your hand up in what felt like a warning of sorts.
“Before you get any ideas, we weren’t making out.” you said, raising your eyebrows. Cheongsan muttered something in your ear and you elbowed his waist, resulting in him wincing and nodding as he turned away and everyone following his movement with their eyes. Their gazes all turned back to you when you spoke again. “…We were not. But, we are dating.”
Joonyoung whistled as he turned away and Daesu held his hand up im triumph. Onjo scoffed and started going on about her not having her wallet during a zombie apocalypse, and you figured they’d placed a bet on whether or not you two were dating. If you were angry, you could’ve very well hit them both for that, but you weren’t. Surprisingly. Maybe it was because you expected it, but it felt fine. Good, even, for everyone to finally know the two of you were together.
Cheongsan joined your side again and instinctively put his arm around your shoulders.
“How long have you guys been together?” Suhyeok asked, curious, as he raised an eyebrow. His lips were turning into a teasing smirk that was very much directed towards Cheongsan and you could feel how much the latter wanted to punch him. It made you laugh.
“Three years.” he said, before scoffing. “So stop acting like you knew everything when you only started going on about us dating at the beginning of the school year. Idiots.”
There was muttering and whistling and laughs about how surprising it was that you’d spent so long together without anyone noticing a thing.
“Look at him getting all worked up.” Jimin said with a slight grin and Namra chuckled. Onjo pulled both your wrists and leaned in closer.
“You’re lucky I’m nice and didn’t tell them.”
You shared a look and smiled, murmuring a small “thanks” as she grinned in return.
“Alright, you guys, let’s go back to the fire. I’m getting cold.” she said, pulling you two along as she did. Everyone agreed, some shivering exaggeratingly as they jogged back to the fire.
You and Cheongsan followed closely behind the group, and you turned to each other with a smile.
“Stop smiling, idiot.” you said.
“You stop smiling, idiot.” he retorted.
Neither of you did, until Joonyoung yelled at you both to stop smiling like fucking idiots or you’d have to share body heat because they’d keep the fire to themselves. And then you stopped and rushed over to the rest of the group to sit around said fire. Daesu and Wujin started talking about how you guys could say you not only spent three years dating but also survived an apocalypse together, and then Joonyoung started talking about Suhyeok and Namra which brought on more teasing, until the ones teasing ended up quiet when called out on the fact that they were still single. Which was quite funny. It was a nice evening.
✧ notes ; The Tsaritsa, Childe / Foul Legacy, Zhongli, Ei, Venti | Fatui / Villain AU ✧ warnings ; blood, physical violence, eye trauma [ implied ] ✧ taglist ; @ognenniyvolk
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salutations: NEMESIS (part three of my SAGAU fic)
content: spoilers of mondstadt - inazuma archon quests, yandere content (?), heavy religious themes, god!reader, violence, angst/no-comfort, imposter!au, mentions of injuries and gore
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note: it’s finally here !!! as always, thank you again for liking my other sagau fics :>>> enjoy my fellow comrades !
part one | part two | beloved creator masterlist ! | teyvat’s penpal service !
before the news of an imposter has been spread across the continent, everyone in teyvat was celebrating the arrival of the divine creator.
as the most devoted acolyte, zhongli had to see for himself if the news was true — so when he finds out that the divinity decided to visit the city of prosperity, he had to make sure to be the first person to welcome the creator.
so why does he feel… hesitant?
“...zhongli, is that you?” the divine creator asks with a sweet smile, eyes brightening at the sight of the consultant. “my, my, you’ve grown so well!” they exclaimed, cupping his cheek with their hand, paying no mind to the way he stares at the assumed “creator” in confusion.
“..your grace?” he calls out.
they giggled. “of course it’s me! you know me don’t you, my sweet rex lapis?”
he noticed how so many people were watching them, whispering words of devotion and gratitude that their grace had finally decided to appear in teyvat once more – and that the consultant of the wangsheng funeral turned out to be their supposedly dead archon as well.
with how.. familiar the creator is, how could he not believe that this isn’t his divine creator?
despite doubts still sprouting in his stomach, the retired archon slowly puts one knee on the ground, bowing down to the creator, who smiles menacingly kindly.
“your grace, i welcome you to liyue harbor.”
with how… considerate the creator is, how could he not believe that his grace is afraid of their own creations?
despite doubts still residing in his stomach, the retired archon slowly brings out his polearm, shoulders tensed from the sudden command of his creator, who's barking orders about getting rid of those disgusting hilichurls as they hid themselves behind his back.
“your grace, i’ll make sure they will be dealt with swiftly.”
with how… perfect the creator is, how could he not believe that his beloved divinity doesn’t want imperfections?
despite doubts growing stronger than ever, the retired archon summons his adepti in the raiden shogun’s residence as servants try to fulfill every single order from the now angered creator.
“your… grace, i’ll do my best to kill the imposter for you.”
now, zhongli could only watch as his city crumbled from his yet another mistake.
“it’s such a shame that you’re no longer considered as one of their acolytes now,” childe says with a fake sigh, hiding his grin at the sight of the retired archon’s terrified look on his face. “but i suppose that’s what you get for letting our divine creator suffer from your people and believe that ridiculous imposter that fooled you all. who knew the so-called most devoted acolyte would dare to try and kill the creator with his own hands?”
zhongli quickly looks at childe, eyebrows furrowed. “you’re a foolish man for believing an imposter like them, would you like me to remind you that the real creator is here?”
the harbinger looked unphased, his lips twitching upward. “the real creator? you mean the same creator who doesn’t do anything at all but lay down on the most comfortable sheets inazuma has to offer? the same creator who abuses servants and doesn’t bat an eye on those who beg for blessings? i’m done pretending that there’s nothing wrong with them–”
“the creator has their reasons–”
“despite seeing so many signs, you still refuse to believe that you’ve been fooled.” childe snarls. “and here i thought you’d know better.”
childe then glances at where osial is, chuckling to himself at the sight of ningguang and the qixing trying everything they can to take down osial once more. if only they knew that the overlord of the vortex’s wife is currently on her way too..
“tell me, morax. have you seen your so-called creator bleed?”
“maybe i can forgive you and your pathetic city… when you’re on your knees and beg like the filthy dog you are.” you said with a grin.
ei trembles, slowly going down on her knees and lays her head down on the cold ground.
“forgive me, your grace, for i have sinned.” she whispers, closing her eyes in dread. “i was blinded in fury for not seeing you as who you are, i was foolish for believing in an imposter who claims to be the creator, and i was cruel for trying to execute you in front of my people’s eyes.”
you stared down at the trembling archon with narrowed eyes.
“how pathetic,” you spat out. “how pathetic of you to assume that i’d forgive you so easily after your worthless begging.”
ei lets out a shaky breath, her head still lowered to the cement floor. she doesn’t care about the fact that some of her people are watching, all she cares about is you accepting her even if forgiveness is out of her reach.
“show me where that imposter resides.” you demanded.
you didn’t have to ask twice.
the woman looks up, pointing at her residence without maintaining eye contact with you. “they’re in my palace. they’re unaware of your arrival, your gra–”
without letting the archon finish, you started walking towards the tenshukaku with the golden wolflord following behind, summoning more rifthound skulls to ambush more of inazuma city’s citizens along its way.
every step you take brought more memories of what you did in the electro nation. memories of you helping out yoimiya bringing fireworks as you try to keep your hood up, memories of you chasing after thoma after he declares that whoever’s the last one will pay next dinner, memories of you being found out after a shogunate removes your hoodie, and memories of the raiden shogun ready to execute you with everyone watching in glee.
you did not forget the memory of spotting a person watching by the entrance of the tenshukaku, grinning as they wear your face.
as soon as you found yourself standing in front of the palace, you gripped your sword tighter.
“leave me be,” you said to the golden wolflord. “you may continue helping your rifthounds, but refrain from killing anyone. i prefer to handle the imposter myself.”
the nameless king bows for a moment before taking his leave, ready to cause more destruction to the people of inazuma city alongside its archon.
you slowly touched the doors of the palace, taking a deep breath. this is it, this is your chance to finally bring justice and ki—
“hm, i’m impressed that you’ve made it this far.”
without hesitation, you immediately turned around and pointed your sword at the person talking behind you, eyebrows now furrowed at the sight of a copy version of you grinning menacingly.
“it really was interesting to see those archons being so… desperate for their creator’s attention to the point where they’re all willing to kill someone. you should use that as your potential – if you can kill me, that is.” they said with a hum, unphased by the fact that your sword is close to their neck.
“you really are underestimating me.” you retorted, your other hand that wasn’t holding your sword clenches into a fist. “all the more reasons to kill you, i suppose.”
the imposter continues to grin, summoning their own sword as well before pointing it at your neck. “i’m sure celestia would love to see you once i’m done with you, your grace.”
you copied their expression, eyes glowing more golden than before.
“if i were you, i’d pick an archon and start praying, sweet copycat.”
it only took an hour before the destruction finally stopped.
it only took one single sound before every single creature stopped ambushing the cities of their land, slowly returning to their abodes and areas alike as the citizens watched in confusion and relief.
it only took one strong strike until the battle between creators had ended.
much to your surprise, the imposter wasn’t harder to fight than you expected. although there was a lot of damage taken in the tenshukaku, it ended where you hoped it would be; with the imposter beneath you scared and helpless.
“impossible,” they murmured, dropping their ruined sword in defeat. “how? celestia said i’ll be able to live! they said i will be able to rule the world! THEY SAID I’LL BE JUST AS STRONG AS YOU AND—!”
“how pitiful,” you commented, copying their grin that was once held before the intense fight. “it’s a shame that you oh-so desperately accepted such a false offer. do you even remember what you look like before, copycat?”
the imposter didn’t respond, looking around the place in panic as they mumbled out hushed whispers of repeated words.
you then gripped their face, causing them to yelp in pain. “now that you’re done playing as me, what should your punishment be?” you ask, raising your sword as they cry.
“should i just feed you to the golden wolflord? cut your head off and show it to inazuma that you don’t bleed gold? or perhaps go for a more violent method and make sure death goes slowly for you?” the imposter shudders in response, still unable to respond.
you rolled your eyes. they were so confident that you wouldn’t be able to kill them off, yet here they are.
“very well then,” you then let go of their face, fixing your grip on your sword. “i’ll just stab you to death instead.”
without letting the imposter try and protest, you instantly stabbed them straight in their heart, causing them to gasp out and held onto your sword in hopes of removing it.
“this is what you get for pretending to be me.” you said, pulling your sword away from the imposter’s body.
just when they thought it’s over, you proceeded to stab them at the same spot again. “this is what you get for ordering everyone to chase after me - even when i didn’t do anything wrong.”
another stab. “this is what you get for taunting me and watch me almost get killed.” another stab. “this is what you get for thinking that you won’t face the consequences.” another stab.
you continued to tell everything the imposter did as you stab them again and again, ignoring the way their blood splatters your armor and the way they try to stop you from your endless stabbing.
it ended a few moments later as they slowly fall limp, causing you to stop yourself from stabbing them once more as you watch them pass away.
finally.
finally you’re free.
you slowly stood up from the ground, ripping your sword off from the imposter’s corpse as you look at the destruction you’ve caused.
you can only hope that the creatures you’ve grown to care for aren’t doing too much destruction on the cities.
you then noticed the electro archon standing nearby, still refusing to maintain eye contact with you. “… your grace, i’ll make sure your room is—”
“i have no reason to live with people who have done nothing but try to kill me as if i’ve done something wrong.” you interrupted in a monotone voice, ignoring the way the woman looks heartbroken from your response. “i’m sure you and others can understand.”
the woman tries to come up towards you and protest, only to stop when you backed away.
“please let me go.” you took a deep breath, now realizing the injuries that the imposter slashed on you. “i just want to go back to my home..”
ei quickly noticed your now weakened state, causing her to now look at you with worry and panic. “your grace, i need to take you to the healers—!”
“don’t try to touch me.” you strictly said, focusing on your breathing. “i’m… i don’t need your help.”
the archon felt helpless, watching as you call out the golden wolflord, causing a brown portal to appear, followed by the giant wolf coming out from it to retrieve you.
“your grace, please…” ei begs. “stay with us - let us make up for everything. we were all fooled by the imposter—”
“what’s there to make up for?” you ask, keeping your sword away. “how could i forgive you after everything that happened? how could i forgive you after everything you and your people did to me? i didn’t even do anything wrong, i just wanted to—”
suddenly, you started coughing out golden blood, causing the archon to immediately come up to you alongside the nameless king - who snarls at the woman coming towards you.
you stopped her from coming towards you, shooting her a glare.
“send the other archons my warning. if they ever - or if anyone tries to find my location, i’ll make sure they’ll be punished and will send every single monsters to them.”
you then hold onto the wolf. “consider this as a goodbye, raiden shogun.”
‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ YOU HAVE RECEIVED A LETTER, LET’S SEE WHAT’S INSIDE! ☽༓・*˚⁺‧͙
salutations: INFERNO (villain!darling in sagau)
content: spoilers of mondstadt - inazuma archon quest, violence, angst/no-comfort, reader is def becoming a villain here, ooc!genshin characters, yandere genshin cult au
note: this is inspired by @nicebonescomrade who is one of my fav genshin writers so far (im obsessed with the disney princess trope with this au) <<3
part one (you’re here!) | part two
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how did it end this way?
“how dare you impersonate our divine one!” huffman yelled, pointing his sword at you as you stared at him with a terrified look on your face. throughout the months of playing this game, you couldn’t recall seeing the familiar npc being as angry as he is now.
what did you do?
you look around your surroundings, panicking at the sight of most of the npcs in the city of freedom surrounding you with an intent of something despicable. what did you do to make them, the people who you thought were friendly, look at you as if you’ve done a crime?
“i don’t understand..” you spoke up, slowly backing away as they come closer and closer. “what did i do wrong?”
“don’t you dare act innocent!” donna yelled out. “you are aware of what you have done, you leech! what were you thinking when you decided to step foot here and act as if you’re our creator?!”
you continued to look around again, hoping to see a familiar face that isn’t among the hateful crowd.
your eyes then lands on venti.
oh thank the heavens.
without another thought, you immediately tried to run pass the crowd, surprising everyone in the process as your hand reaches out towards the bard, who seems to start noticing your figure running towards him with an angry mob behind you.
“venti!” you cried out, hiding yourself behind him (despite his small stature). “please help me, i don’t know why they’re after me, i didn’t do an—”
“get your filthy hands off me!”
you let out a surprised gasp when venti pushes you off, causing you to stumble backwards and fall on the floor.
he glares down at you as everyone else makes fun at your pathetic state. “you dare think i’d fall for your tricks?” what tricks? what is he talking about?
“please.. i didn’t do.. i didn’t do anything wrong.” you said, trying to stand up from the cold ground — only for venti to push you down again.
“who knew there would be a person who has the audacity to come here and mock our creator, pretending they’ve done nothing wrong with their life.” he said with a venomous tone, paying no mind to how you shivered from the sudden harsh winds.
“leave us alone before i give in to temptation and give you something worse than death.”
…
just what creator are they talking about? are they talking about celestia?
tears started forming in your eyes as people started throwing things at you — both big and small, trying to mute out those who have been saying foul words towards you.
of course liyue wouldn’t be different. what were you thinking?
you whimpered in pain when you felt what seemed to be a hot bowl of soup on the left side of your body, it will surely leave a couple of burns on your skin underneath.
“get out of here, you disrespectful idiot!” chef mao, the person who threw the bowl of soup, yelled out.
you just want to end this pain.
as you head towards the pathway of feiyun slope where the other exit of the harbor is, your eyes wanders around the area until you spotted another familiar face.
“zh-zhongli?” you called out softly with your eyes brightened, feeling your shoulders beginning to relax from the sight of the consultant that you grew to love back in your world — who turns around to see you.
perhaps… perhaps he could hel—
your breath hitched when he summons his polearm.
“you wench,” he spat out, causing your eyes to widen from his foul language. “you dare to try and fool us with your insolent disguise as our creator?”
“i-i didn’t do anything, i swear!” you cried out, alarmed from people suddenly coming out to the streets to see the commotion. “i don’t know who you’re talking about, i-i’m just a normal—”
you yelped when someone pushed you to the ground, causing your heart to beat faster in fear. what have you done to deserve this? when will you wake up from a seemingly ever-lasting nightmare?!
“pick an archon and start praying,” zhongli says, pointing the tip of his polearm at your neck as you cried.
“because what i’m going to do next will surely make you regret disrespecting our divine creator like this.”
…
who knew this world could be so cruel than your real one?
“you…” you shakily stood still as the raiden shogun slowly walk towards you with her blade in hand, you wanted nothing more than to put up your hood again and hide your face from the world, the cruel and cold world.
after getting a harsh beating from everyone in liyue, you managed to get a trip to inazuma, who started opening its doors with welcoming arms after the infamous traveler (who you still have not encountered for reasons unknown) helped their electro archon.
unlike your visits to mondstadt and liyue, you then decided to hide your face with a hoodie that you manage to steal from the boat you were riding in, hoping that you won’t have to go through the same thing as you did with the first nations.
much to your relief, no one seemed to notice your face, giving you another hope that maybe.. this was the right place for you to stay until you wake up from this dream.
you even made friends with the characters, who seemed to like you so well and never questioned the fact that you’re covering your face.
things were going well with your life in inazuma.. so how did they find out?
“you are a disgrace to teyvat for impersonating our divine creator,” she explains, not failing to notice the sight of your quivering form on the floor. “i’ll make sure this won’t slide easily.”
you look amongst the audience nearby to find who you thought were your dear friends watching you. surely they’d save you from the raiden shogun’s wrath right? didn’t they say they’re willing to help you?
when you finally spotted thoma, ayaka, yoimiya, and other people that you got along with, your heart drops at the sight of them looking away from your hopeful gaze.
they’re just like everyone else.
you felt yourself slumped, staring down at the cold ground as every hope within your eyes vanishes slowly, paying no mind to the electro archon coming closer and closer to where you are.
what is the point of living, if you have no chance to live peacefully here at all?
you thought this was a chance for you to start anew and tried things you had never experienced in your real world, only to find out in a hardest way possible that there’s no hope for you here, whereas everyone considers you as an enemy to them for simply looking like their so-called creator.
“any last words?” the archon asks, slowly raising her sword as you close your eyes in relief.
if this is the way to come back to your real home, then perhaps death isn’t too bad.
suddenly though, a lightning suddenly blasted between you and raiden — who immediately backs away in surprise.
you opened your eyes as people started screaming, confused as to what’s happening.
you then realized a large shadow looming over you and the electro archon, who seems to be distracted from the culprit who interrupted your supposedly execution ceremony.
you slowly look up and saw the familiar form of a thunder manifestation.
“your grace!”
…
after being saved by the infamous thunderbird of inazuma, you had officially decided that enough is enough.
you were beyond outrageous for the things everyone has done to you. you simply snapped the moment your so-called inazuma friends turned their backs on you when you needed them the most.
you wish to see the very thing you created burn.
even though your life has been given another chance to live, your hope has been long gone. what’s the point of hoping when you’ll end up being trampled on by people who thought they knew their creator so well?
you could never forget the disgusted looks on the archons faces as you cried and begged for their help from those who had hurt you in worst ways imaginable, only for them to join in and make you feel nothing more but pain and suffering.
there’s nothing more you desire than to see everyone regret their actions.
“your grace,” you turn around to see one of your precious thunder manifestations, the one who had saved you from the wrath of the raiden shogun. “the abyss has completed the sigils needed for the overlord of the vortex, we’re all waiting for your permission to use them.”
you smile sinisterly, feeling sadistic for being excited of what’s about to happen to the precious city of contracts. once liyue harbor has been flooded to cease it’s existence, you can move on to the next two nations that brought you hell and give them the punishment they deserved.
“release osial.”
SAGAU | Imposter AU
You’ve been playing around with the idea in your head for a few days now.
“False one.” Sara’s voice is like steel. Her bow remains by her side; an attempt at diplomacy, or confidence? “Surrender now, in the name of the Almighty Shogun, and face your crimes.”
It wouldn’t have worked on Thoma and Ayaka, since you never managed to pull them from the gacha. Escaping them had been another close call.
You managed to get Kujou Sara, though, and so you came to your plan.
So you already knew that you could access the character menus, and had taken to spitefully confiscating the weapons and artifacts from your characters. You also knew that you could access the map of the world and steal things from the Traveler’s inventory, although you didn’t have an inventory of your own and had to carry everything yourself.
However, you had figured out that accessing the teleport waypoints from the map doesn’t work on you. You have to be physically touching the waypoints in order to fast travel. But using the map definitely does something; you just weren’t entirely sure what. You had your suspicions, though.
Step 1: Make a party consisting of Sara and only Sara.
Step 2: Pull up the map.
Step 3: Teleport to the most remote location in Mondstadt.
And, judging by the empty space where Sara used to be, you are indeed at step 4: profit.
Unfortunately, the soldiers that Sara brought with her did not do the polite thing and disappear also. In all your genius, you did not account for this in your plan.
You turn and run, gleefully brainstorming all of the ways you could cause problems with your newfound power.
Also known as: in which reader gains the power to teleport parties of four to any location they wish, and this power will surely not be used for evil
Strangers from Hell AU
Series Masterlist
pairing: ot7 x reader
genre: yandere, horror/thriller
warnings: murder, mature themes, obsessive/possessive behavior, emotional manipulation, stalking, violence (will update as needed)
word count: 5.5k words
quick note!! I had to make some edits in the last chapter bc I realized two plot points were missing so to summarize: yn has a boyfriend named Jihoon that also lives in the city and Nayeon is the friend that got her a job at the company! not major plot points (and they’re only briefly mentioned in the last chapter) but just wanted to put this out there in case you were confused reading this one :)
Today’s the big day. You thought you would be nervous but right now, all you feel is excitement. You finally get to wear the professional clothes you bought recently and you feel like a real adult in them. You opted to wear a gray pencil skirt today as it’s still pretty hot outside, paired with a blue button-up blouse. You slip on the heels and inwardly thank your mom for forcing you to wear them around the house the past few weeks in order to break them in. A quick once over in the mirror gives you all the confirmation you need to start your day.
You try to ignore your clicking heels echoing in the hallway as you fish through your bag for the granola bar you stuffed in there earlier. You don’t see Jimin standing there by his office door, which he takes advantage of as his eyes rake up and down your figure.
“Good morning, YN!” You jump as you look up and see him smiling at you, his abrupt greeting causing you to almost drop the breakfast you had finally dug out.
“Good morning, Jimin.” You bow politely, fully ready to move past him when he stops you again.
“Sorry if I scared you.” He laughs warmly, stepping closer to you. “I just wanted to say I heard that things got a little rowdy last night and I hope you weren’t too freaked out.”
“Oh, yes well-”
“It’s normally not like that at all. We’re usually very quiet and respectful here.”
“I understand. It can get like that sometimes with a lot of people living in the same place.” You try to inch towards where the stairs are when he subtly moves closer, blocking your path again.
“You’re so considerate!” Jimin coos, tapping your arm in a friendly manner. “Unlike that other girl, she’s a real trainwreck.”
Your eyes widen at his blatant gossipping, not expecting him to speak so negatively about one of his tenants. “You mean Soomi?”
“Yes, she runs with a pretty rough crowd so it explains how violent she is.” His words give you pause as you take in this new information, not sure whether to believe him or not. “But don’t worry, you won’t be seeing her around anymore. She packed up and left this morning.”
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