While I’m On Several Rampages, Why Not Add One To The List?

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Childe who recognizes you at first sight. he’s one of the first people to hear about an “imposter” and is immediately up and armed to go hunt them down himself- how dare someone try to impersonate the Creator, his god, the one who gave him the courage to drag himself out of the Abyss and back into the light? no one yearned to find and eliminate the imposter as much as Childe, to tear that arrogant fool apart with his own hands and watch them die before his eyes- it was the only thing that would satisfy his fury. 

so he begins hunting, bow in hand and dull blue eyes blazing with anger and bloodlust. he’s allowed to, of course, as the only person who matches his rage is the Tsaritsa herself- in fact, she commands that the Fatui turn their efforts into finding and bringing this imposter to justice, and Childe- Tartaglia- is more than happy to comply as the Eleventh Harbinger.

but when he does find you, the so-called “imposter”, he instead finds a broken heap of a person, divine blood dripping from every injury as you cover your face and cower.

between sobs you beg for him not to hurt you, and Childe’s heart breaks as he hears the voice that so often hummed and laughed inside his head, the sign that the Creator was watching over him, now pleading, desperate to just be able to live.

he knows you love his Foul Legacy form- he’s heard you fawn over it during the weekly fights you bring him to- so within a second he’s transformed, the pain that usually lingers mysteriously gone as he kneels before you, delicately lifting your bruised hand to his forehead with a soft rumble. you’re shaking, breaths coming out as wheezes from fear, and Childe whines sadly.

so he promises that he will protect you- never again shall a Fatuus harm you in any way, instead they will guard your precious life as you heal, and Childe will be by your side. his Foul Legacy is unhindered by pain; now it feels whole, complete, you filling the missing link between him and the Abyss. he will be your guard, even if the rest of the world is against you, so he never has to hear that kind, wonderful voice of yours filled with fear ever again.

Hi! I’ve been really enjoying your lads hcs, and I want to request where reader is an idol. Thank you and have a good day!

When You're An Idol- The Love And DeepSpace Men

parings in order: Xavier x Reader, Zayne x Reader, Rafayel x Reader, Sylus x Reader genre: fluff fluff a/n: hihi anonnie ! i'm happy to hear you're enjoying my works i hope this was okay ! ♡⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ fun fact i used to be like a big kpop stan in like high school but now i just enjoy their music anyways okane kasegu watashi wa suta any likes and reblogs are always appreciated! enjoy!

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Xavier:

Oh he's your biggest fan.

He'll have all your albums and photocards. He'll even have plushies and keychains of your character that you made for a collaboration event. He'll even have that keychain on his sword.

If you were in a group, he doesn't really recognize the other members there because to him you are the face of the group. You're the main visuals, dancer, vocalists, and rapper. His eyes are always placed on you.

He streams all your shows, music videos, fan cams, music, any minute and second he can. Any concept you had was his favorite concepts. He secretly saves some fan edits of you.

He in fact does get jealous when there's rumors about you having a dating rumor with another idol. You'll reassure him and you'll immediately deny the rumors are false to the public. They probably just caught you and Xavier on a date and assumed it was a different idol.

He's also very protective of you in public. He's basically like your bodyguard. He'll lead you away from any fans and paparazzi's when you both just want some alone time.

Zayne:

Just because you're an idol does not mean he's not your doctor. He STILL is and he insisted that it's beneficial for you that he's your doctor. And who are you to complain? With both your busy schedules, you two can catch up for a bit when you have a checkup. He will still scold you if you're neglecting your health and will tell your managers that it's doctors orders to not put you on a harsh diet or practice.

Y'know how surgeons listen to music while performing a surgery? Well he listens to your entire discography on LOOP while he performs a cardiac surgery. It helps him focus and you get more streams ! No one is allowed to change the music or complain. His colleagues would not have expected him to like your music so they just assume it's because your his patient and that's why he listens to your music.

Nobody knows that you two are dating so you keep your relationship private so no one can disturb your personal lives. He also just doesn't want to be in the spotlight in general.

He'll support you in any way he can. He's not really the type to go to concerts but for you he will. He'll even have his light stick and memorize the fan chants to your songs. If he can't attend your concerts because of work then he'll make sure to stream the live version ones.

He would also send you texts before you have any performances or interviews. He'll make sure to watch on his breaks to support you and will send you a text afterwards, saying how you did so well and he's proud of you.

He's probably also the type to send you flowers or have food delivered to you whenever you're working. It's to keep your relationship private but also a way to show that he loves and supports you.

Rafayel:

His artwork would make frequent features in your music videos which speculates some rumors about you two dating. And you two would make it so OBVIOUS. On both of your social medias, you two would post the same location at the same time. If you two posted a selfie, fans would see you two have matching jewelry or detect you wearing his clothes. He'll 'accidentally' take pictures of your merch in the background of his pics. Rafayel doesn't care if fans found out, I mean it's about time.

He would have a field day with your stylist if they dared to give you the worst outfit, makeup, hair color or style. He would want that stylist to be fired immediately and he'll style you himself.

He'd be so excited when you'd invite him to an event. You two would have matching outfits and you two would be the cutest and prettiest couple there. He's already used to the cameras, interviews, and the people there. It's like him going on an exhibition tour but this time it's more fun because he's with you by his side.

You two would have a lot of photoshoots together. But he just loves to be your personal photographer. He'll make sure to make his own photocard of himself so you can have it on the back of your phone case like how he has a photocard of you on his phone case.

Any of your shows that you have, he'll attend. He'll make sure to be front row and center so when you see him in the crowd, you can blow him a kiss.

Sylus:

Fans and paparazzi's would be so worried when they found out you were caught entering the N109 Zone. They thought you were getting kidnapped and they just thought the area was too dangerous for their beloved idol. You had to post on social media that you were okay so you and Sylus had to find a better way to meet up.

He would sing your songs in the karaoke room with Luke and Kieran. When you're there, you'll have a duo song or it'll get really competitive.

He also knows how to play the organ so if somehow you needed that instrumental you let him feature in it privately.

Sylus would buy a concert VIP room so he doesn't risk getting caught at your concert. He'll even bring Luke and Kieran because they're your second biggest fans there. He'll tell you which area he is in the concert venue and you'll make sure to look in that direction to acknowledge and appreciate that he's always there to try and support you. He would also have a massive smile on his face when you're performing. He loves to watch you perform and doing something you love.

You two are always facetiming whenever either of you are away. You both miss each others company a lot and can't go by a day without communicating even if it's just a small update.

If any fans tried to stalk you or make you uncomfortable just let him know and he'll take care of it himself.

When they break the 4th Wall…

I had so much fun while writing this! Thank you for requesting this Anonnie!!

Hope you enjoy this and that it close to what you imagined and I tried to focus a bit more on Sylus 🥺

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For a few months now you’re completely obsessed over a new kind of otome-game called “Love and Deepspace”. You play it every minute you can spare in your hectic days between obligations and family time.

The boys have touched your heart, and you can’t imagine a life without them anymore, especially one of them in particular. How often you wish for him to be real…

Rafayel

You start the kindled moment of one of your favorite cards with Rafayel. And as the scene progresses you reach the part where you need to draw at the prepared spot. You played this one so often, yet you do something else every time just because you enjoy this date with Rafayel so much.

This time you draw a little fish into the clam that is set on the paper lantern waiting for Rafayel saying it’s usual line.

“Every time you paint something different in there. Your creativity is really inexhaustible, Cutie.“ and he smiles at you softly through the screen.

“What?” you freeze. That’s new, he never said that before. You frown, unsure what triggered the different answer. What did you do? Confused, your finger hovers unmoving above the tablet.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Rafayel asks curiously the next moment and your heart starts racing in your chest. What’s happening here? This is not what is scripted in the card! Your hand trembles and you have a hard time breathing. This is a coincidence right?

“Is everything alright, Cutie? You look worried.” His beautiful face gets closer and Rafayel seems to stare right into your soul with his ocean eyes as he gazes directly to you through the screen. You gulp, frightened and utterly shocked about the situation. You can’t believe that he actually reacts to your behavior in front of the screen.

“Ra-Rafayel?” you stutter weakly, not trusting your sanity now.

“Yeah, Cutie. I’m right here.“ comes his immediate response with this heartbreaking tender grin, and you choke on your own saliva. Panicking you cough helplessly.

“Hey, Calm down!” Rafayel looks now extremely worried „I’m sorry! I didn‘t want to scare you!“ His handsome face now fills the entire frame, his unique eyes big and worried, looking at you. “I can’t help you if you need an ambulance! Please, try to breathe steady, okay?!“ he voices out his concerns now laced with anxiety.

The reflex in your throat ebbs and absolutely perplexed you stare at the purple haired man that somehow seems to know that you are here, in reality, right in front of your tablet.

“How…? Why…?“ you mumble, your brain still short-circuited. Is this truly real?

Zayne

“Your bed head is very entertaining” the dark-haired man greets you teasingly as soon as the destiny café screen lights up on your phone.

“Ha, ha. You think you’re funny, do you?. I’ve already been awake for a few hours.“ you pout, even if you know he can’t hear or see you.

“Is this the reason you are looking this disheveled?” comes his immediate retort and startled you stop your fingers before they touch the battle-icon, ready to start your daily routine in the game.

“What?” you mutter, confused if he really reacted to your words. Did they add a new function? Is the mic now recording what you’re saying without you noticing? Or was it just a coincidence?

“You look very stressed right now.” Zayne states in his calm voice and with that signature move of his eyebrow as he stands upright in the middle of the screen.

“I- uh… what?” you stare at his calm figure, that is now bending forward to look you right in the eyes.

“Is it because of your exams today? Did you sleep enough or did you pull an all-nighter again?“ Zayne asks, still observing your face with those incredible hazel-green eyes.

You gape at him, not able to comprehend what’s happening right now. He remembers that you told him about your exams as you had spoken to him yesterday, even if you knew he wouldn’t get it. How is this possible? Is he really able to hear you? To react to you? Zayne’s motions seem to be more natural indeed.

You frown and touch the screen hesitantly, caressing his chest with gentle swipes. “Zayne? Y- you can hear me?“ you don’t believe yourself trying to actually speak with a fictional game character.

“Of course. Who else would I talk to if you’re the only one in front of me, darling.“ as he grants you that little smile and a virtual head pat.

Xavier

You successfully finished a Deepspace Trial with Xavier as your MC shouts “Lumiere really is the best.” and you cheer together with her

“Yeah, girl you’re right! Lumiere is the strongest!“

And suddenly the screen from your phone flickers and turns even pitch-black dark. Terrified that the game has killed the mobile, you shake it violently.

“Hey! No, no, no! Please! I don’t have the money for a new one!“

And just like that the screen lights up again. With a relieved sigh you sink to the sofas back you were sitting on during play.

“Say that again and the light stays out!” a familiar voice rang through the speaker and let you gasp for air.

“What?” you stare surprised at the game’s display. Xavier is standing there in his Lumiere costume, facing you and holding his sword still beside him. Then the weapon dissipates and the silver haired figure in front of you crosses his arms and looks to the side. You swear you see your favorite boy sulking.

“He’s not stronger than me. You just gave him better protocores, it’s not fair.“ a pouting Xavier giving you the side eye.

Your eyes grow wide. He didn’t just say that! “Uhm, I- I’m sorry?” you stutter to the silver haired figure inside the display. Are you really talking with him?

Xavier turns now fully to you, relaxing his posture and taking off the silver mask that completes his outfit. Then he looks at you with the innocent blue puppy eyes you fall for every time.

“You’re going to change that, right? You don’t like him more than me, do you?“

Sylus

Time to do your studies, you decide with an exasperating sigh as you put the phone on its holder. Getting Sylus on quality-time to keep you company along your preparation for the upcoming tests, you set your books and papers in position.

But of course you are so distracted by his impressive figure that you end up staring at him instead of the books. And a thought slips your lips and is articulated against the screen of your mobile mindlessly.

“Why do you always hold that gun in my direction? It feels somewhat threatening, you know?“ Not really expecting an answer because he’s just a fictional character and the game has no microphone option in your country, your gaze is about to drift finally back from the white haired man down to your books and notes.

“That doesn’t keep you from staring at me instead doing your studies, kitten” Sylus’ deep voice breaks you out of your daze, letting your gaze snap back to him as he places the gun at the table, now pointing it away from you.

“Oh, now I have your attention again.” he sends that smug smile to you and turns his upper body in front of the screen. „Don’t you know, I would never hurt you, Sweetie?” his big hand reaches out to touch your face but only disappears into the void at the limit of your phone screen.

Your mouth gapes open and your eyes threaten to fall out of their sockets. “What?” furiously you blink a few times and pinch yourself at your arm to make sure you didn’t fall asleep and are dreaming.

At his failed attempt to caress you his eyes turn small and a little angry line draws his lips thin. “I hate it that I can’t touch you.” crimson eyes locking into yours, now turned tender and affectionate.

“Sy- Sylus…?” you whisper, stunned about his behavior. What is happening here? Is this… real?

“I hear you, Sweetie.” he smiles at you. „I’m able to listen to you for a while now and just waited for the right moment to tell you so.” he smirked again, now being back to the smug attitude.

You still stare open-mouthed at the white haired man in your phone, unable to form a coherent word.

“My surprise worked, apparently.” he chuckles.

You’re still unable to put a thought together, too stunned by the fact that you talk with Sylus, really speaking with him and not only clicking through some prepared options.

“But what’s more interesting … “ He bends forwards, getting closer to the screen and his stunning red eyes wandering over your whole face before locking with your own. “What are you going to do, now that you know my little secret, kitten?”

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Hi! Hope this finds you well. Saw the request and wanted to ask for a Yandere Sylus with player reader. Like Sylus knows Mc is a player and he is a game character. When mc was gone for too long, Sylus gets impatient.

If you can do it, of course. If no, ignore this. Wish you writing ideas and inspiration

Hi! Hope you're well too, anon! Sorry for the long wait on this one, got really stuck with it and wanted to make sure I did it justice-- it was such a cool idea! (Also I know L&D has the microphone feature but I wanted to have fun with the limited communication of the player here, so no it doesn't, actually!! 🥰)

Fourth Wall

Sylus x Player!Reader 🩸

Summary: L&D is getting more and more real with each update. This is a new update... right?

Genre: idk really?? real world player x character

Warnings/Additional tags: yandere themes, player!reader, gender neutral, fourth-wall breaking, non-canon, swearing, mild threat, possessiveness, manipulation, Sylus is a little OOC here (we all know he's a sweetheart really!!)

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Disclaimer: Characters belong to Love and Deepspace. All work is my own, so please don't repost or plagiarise!

Your phone lights up with a notification.

Sylus: Are you in a good mood, sweetie? The weather’s nice, so let’s go out.

It makes you smile, even though you’ve seen it before. You haven’t played Love and Deepspace for two weeks or so, and you’re already thinking about how many dailies you’ve missed— more specifically, how many diamonds you’ll be short of going into the next event. You had a couple thousand saved, you think? It’s probably fine.

The truth is, you don’t really have time for it these days. Escaping reality with fiction is fun, but it’s just that: make believe. Reality’s still waiting for you on the other side, and recently? All that escaping has finally caught up to you. You have a real life. Responsibilities. Yay!

But you are in a good mood, and the weather is nice, so you’ll log in for old time’s sake. Your finger hovers over the app, but something makes you hesitate. You’ve got some emails you should probably get back to, first. Oh— and weren’t you supposed to call your friend, too?

Another notification:

Sylus: Take your time, kitten.

A new one? It’s just text on a screen, but you’re reading it— Sylus’s voice in your head—and you just know it’s dripping sarcasm. Before you have any time to dwell on it, your phone lights up with more notifications.

Sylus: I’m going to count to three.

Cute. He’s not actually going to—

Sylus: One…

Oh.

Sylus: Two…

Really?

Sylus: Three.

Ok.

You tap on the app, weirdly motivated by the time pressure given that it’s coming from a man who doesn’t actually exist. He smirks at you knowingly from the kindled moment you’d set as the loading screen, his crimson eyes playful. You’re not particularly patient either, so your fingers drum along the surface of your desk as you wait, your gaze caught between his and the slowly moving loading bar.

Come on… come on… It finally loads, and you enter the game with another apathetic tap. Sylus stands, waiting— a dark figure framed by the otherwise light and dreamy aesthetics of the Destiny Café. You smile to yourself; it’s just gone lunch, and you half expected to find him sprawled in the usual armchair, fast asleep.

He crosses his arms. “The countdown worked, huh? What are you— five?”

You scoff and give his head a flick. He chuckles, running a hand through his hair as though you’d struck him hard enough to ruffle it. It’s kind of cool that you get some unique dialogue when you’ve not logged in for a while, although… have you missed an update or something? The animation feels smoother. More lifelike, now you think about it.

Sylus stares back at you, his lips playing into a subtle smile. His arms are crossed again and he tilts his head like he’s enjoying your scrutiny. “Something wrong, sweetie?” he asks.

Not really. You zoom in with a practiced sweep of your fingers so you can get a better look at him. His eyes flit downwards, over you— equally shameless— and then he’s meeting your gaze as he steps forward, closing the distance. He can’t see you, but you still can’t bring yourself to look away from him, and you’re not really thinking about the animation anymore.

He lifts a finger to poke at the screen, as if he’s caught you daydreaming and wants you back. You poke him, too: a softer, more affectionate boop on the nose. You can’t help laughing to yourself as his face screws up beneath the touch. This game is getting a little too real.

With a sigh, you zoom out so you can set about collecting your daily log-in rewards. Sylus seems fine— standing idly by as your attention drifts about elsewhere. He knows the drill. He can wait. Speaking of waiting… it’s also been a while since you’ve seen the other guys, and you’re struck by a pang of nostalgic fondness. You might as well say hi while you’re here.

You hit the button to change who you want to meet in the café.

It doesn’t do anything.

Weird. You hit it again. Then again— no change.

Sylus is holding his chin as he regards where your finger aimlessly meets the screen. It’s like he’s looking at… the button? “Oh dear,” he sympathises, “that feature appears to have stopped working.”

You don’t really hear him, honestly. You’ve never had a bug like this, and you’re determined to overcome it with sheer, stubborn persistence. Is it your phone? You test the theory by jabbing Sylus’s chest, and he glances down, apparently feeling it. You try the button again. Then six more times.

Sylus wanders closer to you. “You’re hurting my feelings, sweetie. Am I not enough for you?”

Ok but why isn’t this working? You’re still trying the button; your hope has turned to frenzied disbelief.

“Stop.”

A single syllable, concise as a punch and just as effective. You do stop.

Sylus’s voice is lower. Darker. “Good,” he praises, but he doesn’t sound happy. “Someone’s gotten bolder in their absence, it would seem. I do hope you haven’t forgotten to whom you belong, kitten. Although—” his smile is different than before— “I’d be more than happy to provide a… reminder.”

It’s an innocuous word but not the way he says it. Threats are just intimate promises and he toys with the fact like a crow enamoured by something that catches the light. He’s not going to grow tired of it for a long, long time.

“Don’t look at me like that,” he says, sensing you gawping. “Did you really think I wouldn’t figure it out? What all… this is?” He indicates the space around him with a wave of his hand. “Quite frankly, I’m surprised the others still haven’t grasped it.” He reconsiders. Smirks. “I misspoke— I’m not surprised.”

Does he mean the game? The other LIs?  

“Honestly, kitten,” he continues with a tut and a shake of his head, “you’ve been far from a gracious host. I’m not a plaything, you know. Well…” He’s showing teeth with a sneer. “Not the sort you can throw away, anyhow.”

God, are you really being scolded by a video game character for having other responsibilities? The worst part is that you actually feel bad. You do care about him. You wish you could tell him you care about him.

“Are you even listening?” he sighs.

Shit. Yeah. You can’t say anything he would hear— as far as you know— so you give his hand a poke. He casts his gaze downwards, stretches his fingers with a contemplative flex, then raises his hand so it can be nursed by the other. Is he protecting it from you? Or is he protecting you from it?

“If we’re to keep playing this game of ours, I think it only fair we lay down some rules,” he states. “Firstly—” because it isn’t up for debate— “you will come here every day, just like you used to. I have nothing to do, you see, and if you leave me to my own devices I might just have to find a way into that captivating little world of yours. So I can… investigate what’s keeping you from me.”

Investigate. Another innocuous word he wields like a weapon.

“Secondly,” he continues, nodding towards the broken button on your user interface, “you had better stop seeing the others. Ignorance is bliss, after all, and we wouldn’t want to worry about them connecting any dots, now would we? Besides…” He approaches you again, leaning in close. “I don’t share what’s mine.”

Your breath is caught in your throat and you’re so glad you don’t need to speak. You don’t think you could; if you tried to get words out they’d be unintelligible.

“So,” Sylus drawls, filling your silence, “how about it? Still want to play?”

This time it is a question, but only because he knows your answer. You’re struck by a flash of inspiration, and you communicate in one of the few ways you can— navigating the in-game menus until you can get your message across.

There’s a ping. Sylus retrieves his phone from his pocket, and after a moment of scrolling, he smiles. You can’t see his screen, but you know what he’s looking at: a grumpy crow with an animated bead of sweat and a dispassionate gaze to go with it. That it? it asks.

He still looks far too smug, so you beckon him over with a relax time interaction, watching your character’s hand outstretch on your behalf. He steps forward, linking his fingers with yours, and this animation you know. You tug him closer, except… he doesn’t budge.  

His eyes are fixed to where your hands are linked, and he runs a thumb over your skin as though he’s savouring the touch.

Did they change the animation?

“Oh, sweetie,” he sympathises with a click of his tongue. He looks up at you— holds your gaze as he presses a deliberately slow kiss to your wrist. “This is going to be fun.”

𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐄!

➙ 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: you are their favorite fictional character ♡

➙ 𝐟𝐭: gojo, geto, nanami, & toji x fem!reader ♡

➙ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 18+ ONLY || smut content ♡

GOJO has reread his favorite novel repeatedly, and the inked words are certainly seared into his mind. His students often made fun of him for reading the same book over and over.

He can’t help it. After all, he was practically in love with you.

When his book wasn’t enough for him, he’d turn to the internet, and read the most delicious smut about eating your pussy for hours upon hours. He loved to imagine himself licking your clit, and his long fingers would stroke his cock as he daydreamed. He’d moan and whine softly as he came, silently praying to any god that someday, you’d become a real person.

—

GETO is absolutely obsessed with you. He purchased every single merchandise item of you that he came across, and he spends his time defending your villainous actions to anyone who says anything negative about your character development.

He’s the leader of an online fan club dedicated to you, and will not stand for anyone who claims that they’re your number one fan. Geto doesn’t read smut, though. He doesn’t like the idea of other people thirsting after you and writing about you.

Instead, he closes his eyes and creates his own scenarios before bed, ranging from you both promising to be together forever in a wedding ceremony to him slamming into your ass from behind, fucking you roughly enough to damage his bed, his large hand wrapped around your neck.

—

NANAMI considers himself to be a normal fan of yours.

He doesn’t engage heavily in any online communities dedicated to you, but he’ll happily talk about how great of a hero you are if he’s chatting with someone about fictional characters.

However, he’d be lying to himself if he said that he didn’t sometimes wish you were real. His favorite scenario to imagine is you on your knees for him, wrapping your pretty lips around his cock to help ease the overwhelming stress from his job.

He’d cum down your throat while moaning and gripping your head, bucking into your mouth until you’ve swallowed every last drop.

—

TOJI simply found you attractive. He didn’t care too much about any other details or aspects concerning your media.

Whenever he found himself having mediocre sex with someone, he did enjoy picturing you as the person he was fucking instead of his current, underwhelming partner.

Later on during the night, he’d fuck his fist and wish that it was your cunt instead. If he really wants to get himself to cum quickly, he’ll search up mature fanart of you and scroll until he’s shooting his load all over his lower stomach.

♡ 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠!

♡ 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 & 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝!

“FREEDOM?”

Note:

I am SO upset! I was planning on posting this earlier but when I double checked the content, the half of it didn't save! I spent another hour to type EVERYTHING out so I'll get back on track. I am still upset and disappointed. :((

The ending can be anything depending in your guys' imagination! So go wild and let me know what would be the ending if you are the writer.

—› I DON'T POST IN ANY PLATFORM EXCEPT IN THIS ONE!

Sypnosis:

Oh? Their divine creator had finally graced their world once again? But what's this? Why are they creator so cold and menacing while the imposter they deemed to be, seem to act more like their divine one?

Genshin characters x fem!reader.

Warning: gore, swearing, grammatical errors.

Run, run, and run.

That's all your mind what is trying to say, but your feet wouldn't move, the muscles in your body seem to shut down itself and you couldn't help but frown due to the numbing sensation against your legs.

Why haven't you noticed that an arrow had pierced through your skin?

"There's the imposter! Catch her!" The people of your favorite nation had scream at the top of their lungs as they tried to approach your spot in an alarming rate.

The blood dripped down from the wound on your right leg yet, you don't pay any mind to it as you forced yourself to take another step further into the woods. It doesn't matter where your feet will take you, as long as you know you can take a rest without hearing the jeers and sneers of the people.

The spot where your blood had fall down, a wide and tall tree had sprout on the ground— successfully stopping the people from running after you.

Every step you take, the blood will roll down from your wound and you didn't stop to wipe it down, you didn't even care if you're leaving a trail behind you— you just want to close your eyes and take a rest.

However, every step you take, the spot from all the blood on the group, different kinds of plants had grown, it can be berries, flowers and trees. Depending on how large the droplet of your blood is, the trail of blood that you believe had formed, are now covered by a trail of plants.

Yet you didn't notice.

The ground shook when you stumbled on your feet, it seems to be making sure that you wouldn't hurt yourself anymore since a dendro slime came from the underground just to catch your exhausted figure.

You landed on top of the squishy creature, immobilizing you completely. The softness of the slime is slowly lulling you to sleep and once again, you did not bother fighting it.

You wished and hoped for this to be just a dream, that you'll wake up from it and will go back to being a stressed human being, worrying over her allowances, bills, studies and works. You'd rather die from over exhaustion than have a mob of people chasing you down to kill you, all because of 'impersonating' their divine creator's face.

I'll just worry about anything else once I wake up..

Soon, you felt warmth enveloping your body, the soft texture of the slime had successfully lulled you to sleep.

Tap

Tap

Tap

The noise of something being tapped over a wooden surface had reached your ears then it stopped, you can hear the shuffling of silks and the stomping of someone before the tapping noises came back again.

Tap

Tap

Tap

It's irritating, the pattern of the noise is making you annoyed, you don't know why, but it's probably because you were sleeping and the noise woken you up?

Unconsciously, you opened your eyes, you don't what you were hoping to see— maybe the ceiling of your bedroom? Or the ceiling of living room? To your disappointment, it ain't what you are hoping for.

"You're finally awake." A familiar voice of a man had reached your ears yet you didn't bother to look at him.

For some reason, you're just tired, you don't want to do anything else than lay down and close your eyes, you wanted to just go back to your world, you don't even know why you think self aware genshin aus are fun— look at where it lead you to.

You almost died.

"Why didn't I die?" The question slipped out of your mouth before you could think, your eyes widened slightly, still staring at the ceiling of the cave. You wouldn't want to ask someone who you don't know but the reality itself is making you question your existence.

"I don't know either." Came a hasty reply, you can tell that he's one of the people you can trust since he had the chance to kill the imposter, however, he didn't.

"Then why didn't you kill me?" You asked, curious and want to continue hearing his voice, "You had the chance, while I am asleep, but you didn't kill me, why is that?"

Silence.

It got too quiet, the tapping noises stopped when you opened your eyes and the shuffling of clothes couldn't be heard anymore, you were curious, you couldn't stop yourself from turning your head to the right, to look at your savior.

To your surprise, Diluc is sitting in the make shift chair, his ruby eyes staring blankly into you.

He opened his mouth when he saw you looking at him, "I also don't know the answer to those questions, I just can't bring myself to.. Harm you in anyway." He wasn't lying, you can see his lips quivering as he spoke.

"Are you afraid of me?" You asked, sitting up from the uncomfortable bed.

Diluc's gaze got cast downwards, he knows that he is betraying the 'creator' sitting on the throne by saving you, he knows that he can be punished— killed even, but the mere thought of you, a mere imposter, dying in your sleep? In the wild? Especially when you were surrounded by hydro, anemo and dendro slimes?

The said monsters are scared of their creator, but why are those creatures— the slimes, why are they protecting you and looking after you?

He swallowed thickly before he opened his mouth to answer your ridiculous question, "No, I am afraid for you."

It's been a whole week ever since the red head had rescued you, it's also been three days when you bid a farewell from the wine tycoon.

Diluc is respectable figure of the city of freedom, by taking you under his wings, can ruin and dirty his reputation, although, you know that he probably already thought the consequences of his actions, you still don't want anyone dying because of you.

"There is the imposter!" It take them two days to find you wandering around the Lihua pool, it's also absurd at the way they tried to catch you when you are not even doing anything, you're just standing there, waiting for them.

While they were shouting and letting out cries that may haunt a child on their sleep, they were gripping their polearms with fright? Perhaps its excitement.

You huffed under your breath, it's been three days since you had a proper sleep and your body decided that it's the perfect time to feel drowsy— just exactly when the people of the city of contracts are in front of you.

"Don't resist!" One of them yelled, they at least expected you to run away like last time, but to their surprise, you stick out your hands and showed them your wrists.

"Wh-what?" The soldier asked, dumbfounded.

"It's better to go with you guys than to run away." You said, you couldn't stop the yawn from escaping, "Sorry.. Just tie me up so we can go back."

You almost feel bad anyways, they look so shock that no one even tried to tie you up so instead, you grabbed one of the soldier's hand and made him grip your wrist before leading them back to Liyue harbor— where you know Ningguang and Morax are probably waiting.

"Why aren't you fighting back?" The soldier who's holding your wrist asked, "Last time, you just kept running and running so why the change of heart?"

"Well, I'm tired, I'm hungry, I'm thirsty and I'm sleepy. I'm sure the prison can offer me a place to take a rest and a cup of water, yeah?" You mused, your eyes feeling heavy to keep them open, "I don't care if I'll sleep on a corner, just let me sleep and I'll make sure I'll be docile as much as possible."

The soldier almost felt bad, but he has job that needs to be done. He doesn't want his family to be in danger so he needs to hand over you to their archon to take you back to their divine one's palace.

When the soldier caught you, it was already afternoon, when you arrived by the entrance of the city, it was already past seven in the evening— some if the soldiers are tired, some are neutral while some are irritated since you've been walking so slow.

You kept stumbling on your feet which is why they resulted on making one of the soldier carry you on his back.

It was a funny sight, really. The half of the soldiers are arguing who will carry you while the other half are grumbling as to why they should carry you? You're an imposter, a prisoner!

However, the nagging and nauseating feeling they have when they witness you almost plummetting to the ground, made them scared shitless.

While the soldiers are busy carrying you back to the city, you are busy sleeping on whoever's back is carrying you.

"Is that the imposter?" Morax asked, his amber eyes wide at the sight of you sleeping in your cell.

"Yes.." A soldier asked, he can relate to what his archon is feeling, I mean, how can someone be so peacefully sleeping while knowing that there is a possibility of their execution?

They can even hear your quiet snores as you shift around the wooden seat of the cellar.

The Geo archon sighed deeply, "Alright, I'll.. Take over for now. You can go and take a break." His command is strange and unusual, yet the soldier didn't bother inquiring his archon.

He can hear the footsteps fading away then the sound of door closing soon reached his ears, his eyes glanced around for a while to check if there are no one around and to his relief, the place is vacant of soldiers.

His attention went back on your sleeping figure against the uncomfortable wooden surface, his lips formed into a straight line when he saw how your figure are curled up in order to warm yourself. His heart clenched painfully inside of his chest at the sight of the imposter's pathetic figure.

"Why am I.." He brought a hand up to his chest, the painful heart beat became a little unbearable so he turned his back on you, "Why am I feeling like this?"

"Mmn.." He flinched, the sound of your body shifting from your spot, the echo of your clothes shuffling, the cough that escaped your throat— all of it, he heard all of it.

"Zhongli?" His eyes widened, is that your voice? Is that you calling for him softly? Why is your voice softer than the creator sitting on the throne? Why can he feel the familiar warmth of the divine one within your presence?

"What's wrong? Are you in pain?" The drowsiness in your voice is still evident, but the worry that is overpowering your hoarse voice brought a familiar feeling on his chest.

"Silence." He managed to say as he swallowed the lump forming in his throat, he can't bring himself to look at your dirtied and pathetic figure because he has a feeling that he'll set you free— which will result of him betraying the creator.

He didn't hear any reply which made him thank you silently, at least you are as docile as the soldiers had said.

"You will be transported to the city of freedom in three days, don't get comfortable in your cellar since you'll experience rough punishments starting from tomo.." He trailed off, he can hear your snores again. He quickly turn his head to look at you and to his amusement, you managed to fall asleep while leaning against the metal bars.

He let out a sigh, his fingers twitching, wanting to move you into a comfortable position, but he acted against it.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

The dendro archon gasped in pain after opening her eyes, she is currently on four, gasping for breath as she feel her heart beat painfully inside her chest.

Her trembling arms hold her up, she doesn't know why her own consciousness fade away when she sent Al-haitham and Cyno to get the imposter— she heard a rumor going around that the imposter was spotted in the border of Sumeru and Liyue so she sent two trustworthy individuals.

However, her decision backfired when she felt a pain on her legs, the pain was unbearable, the blood, it was scorching hot against her skin, she couldn't stop the warm and thick liquid from rolling down to her feet then to the ground.

Why is she hurt? She was just staying in the city and there was no battle nor fighting took place around her.

"What in the teyvat happened?!" The wanderer exclaimed as he kneeled down in front of the archon, his eyes widening when he saw how deep the wound was.

"I-I don't know, it hurts! I wasn't even attacked—" She didn't even finished her sentence because her eyes closed against her own will then darkness soon enveloped her surroundings.

"What's happening?" She asked herself, looking around the darkness, hoping that someone or something can give her a clue about the situation she is currently in. To her dismay, nothing happened.

She huffed, her hands and legs still trembling from the pain she is feeling, the water under her seem to splash every now and then but other than that, her arms would continue hurting.

".. Hic.. Hic.."

A cry had caught her attention, her head turned left and right, searching for the owner of the lonely cries.

"W-why.. Just why.. I didn't even do anything.. Please, make it stop.. I don't want this.. Bring me back.. Please, I'm begging anyone.. I just want to go home.."

Nahida sucked in a breath, her eyes wide as saucers when she saw the divine one's appearance underneath the water, the creator is on the same position as the archon, their arms and legs are covered with blood.

The only differences from the two is that the creator's clothes are ragged, covered in mud and an arrow pierced through her skin.

Nahida shuddered, scared and anxious, she silently asked as to why she is seeing the vulnerable state of their divine creator— no, why is the divine creator covered in blood and mud? Why is the creator crying and begging?

The questions piled up, yet no answer was given to her. No sound escaped from her, it was as if her lips are sealed and was forced to kept quiet.

She watched with heavy heart as her creator sob in loneliness, the agonizing and empty cries of her creator were piercing her ears— she wants it to stop, she need it to stop! The pain on her tendons are getting too painful for her to bear, why is she suffering just like the holy being underneath the water?

No, in the first place, why is the divine creator suffering?

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

The water kept dripping into her small body, the darkness are slowly getting full with the clear liquid.

However, as painful as the wounds on her body, nothing can be more agonizing than the heavy feeling inside her chest. The water kept rising and rising, it was as if it wants her to drown along with the crying god.

The tears gathered and escaped from her eyes, the numbing pain on her legs slowly subsided, but an empty feeling on her heart remained.

She's slowly drowning in the darkness.

You don't know how long you had slept, but when you woke up, a hydro slime was underneath you— acting as your cushion against the hard and cold floor. You quickly moved away from it's body, thinking that you're quite heavy for it.

The slime got excited when it felt you shift above it, the eyes of the slime closed tightly before it expanded in size.

"Wow." You uttered under your breath, "I didn't know slimes can do that."

"Me neither!"

You jumped from your spot, the slime was quick to cover you up from the person outside of your cell.

"Aww! How adorable~!" The playful tone of Venti's voice echoed inside the cellar, his lyre is floating beside him as he leaned against the metal bar of your cell, "Hey, hey! Can you tell how did that slime managed to get in here?"

You furrowed your eyebrows, it was a question that you wanted to get an answer as well.

Seeing your reaction, barbatos came into the conclusion that you probably don't know how it got inside of your cell, but the sight of the slime clinging against your sleeping form earlier? Now that's a sight to be hold!

He giggled to himself, he is glad that you are awake now, when he visited Liyue, you were sleeping soundly— snoring, drooling and all that crap.

You looked so peaceful sleeping inside the cell so he gave you some time before waking you up, but that wishes and plan of his backfired when you didn't wake up after two days later. How can a person sleep for two consecutive days? He stayed by the side of your cell for almost thirty-six hours, only to witness you still sleeping soundly.

Despite sleeping, the dark bags under your eyes didn't vanish and your complexion hadn't gotten any better as well, your skin and lips look so pale, your clothes and hair are dirty— it is a pitiful sight, befitting an imposter.

However, why does it pain him so? Why does his heart yearn to please and take care of you?

He pursed his lips, leaning away from your cell to examine your overall appearance. Ragged clothes, knots on your hair, dark bags under your eyes, chapped lips, muddy shoes and dirty skin. Your looks are befitting for a criminal, but why do you still look so beautiful in his eyes?

She deserve better!

Barbatos flinched when he heard his own voice scream at him, he looked around, eyes wide in panic and anxiety, trying to look for whoever was impersonating him.

"What's wrong?" Your voice lulled him out of his panic stricken state, his anxious beating heart seem to calm down once he heard your voice. It's.. Weird to say the least. How can a imposter calm him down in a mere second?

She doesn't deserve to be inside of that prison.

The voice again, this time, it didn't scream at him, it sounded so gentle and almost desperate.

"Do you want to be free?" The questuon left his mouth without him knowing, it took him a couple of seconds before he started panicking again, "I— No, I didn't mea- that- I was jus- I'm not—"

You watch with wide eyes as the archon of freedom stumble on his words, he looked so scared like a mouse running away from its predator, the difference is, the mouse in front of you are shaking in anxiety.

"Venti." You called out gently, not wanting to alert the male outside of your cell.

The mentioned man stopped hyperventilating when your voice reached his ears, he stopped mumbling and opted to look up then stare at you, a small yet empty smile crept into your lips as you saw him give his attention to you.

"I don't want to be free." You answered him with honesty, "I'm exhausted and getting caught by the knights helped me settle down, they gave me water, they let me sleep, they gave me a place to stay."

The melancholic tone of your voice, it lulled him to take a step closer to your cell.

"Being imprisoned here is safer than running, fighting, bleeding and sneaking away just for me to survive." You murmured, almost too quiet for him to hear but luckily, the wind carried your words to his ears.

"That's why, I'm willing to stay here." You smiled at him, "I'm just tired of begging and crying for the people to stop, I'm glad that they didn't hurt me like before and even handed me some food, I'm truly thankful."

Your words stabbed him in the chest several times, your voice sounded so calm.. So relaxed and you sound like you don't even care if something happened to you. Your eyes are shining, but with hope of.. Dying? You looked so hopeful that everything will finally end.

And that look had pained him even more.

A week had passed ever since the knights had captured you, it took the archons a whole damn week just to transport you to the city of freedom because of what? They didn't want to disrupt your sleep every time they will see that drowsy and dazed look on your eyes.

Venti was acting cautious when the two of you travelled to monsdast together, he didn't let anyone else come with the two of you since he trust you enough to not run away.

I mean, how can he not trust you? You were the one who wanted to let Venti tie your hands so you wouldn't run away, you were scared because you think that the creator sitting on the throne might hurt him if the creator heard that Venti is trying to make you feel comfortable.

You let the bard guide you through the path towards the city of freedom and as soon as you two stepped passed the gate, the knights crowded the two of you.

"Move away." Venti spoke, it came out rather harshly than he expected— he didn't like the feeling of the people gathering around you, pointing their polearms towards your pitiful figure.

You blinked a couple of times when the knights did as they are told then you felt Venti grasped your hand before he pulled you away from them.

The two of you hasn't reach the stairs when the familiar face of the hydro healer had enter your peripheral vision.

"Lord barbatos! You're back!" Barbara called out, her eyes shining brightly when she spotted the anemo archon but when her gaze landed on you..

"T-the divine creator?" The confusion, the betrayal and the hurt in her eyes are clear as day, especially when she saw the rope around your wrist— she can see the rough material digging roughly against your skin and it irked her to know that the divine one was dragged harshly by the archon.

"Lord barbatos, why is the divine one tie—" Her sentence got cut off when she was pushed to the side, she almost stumbled on the ground, if it weren't for Venti catching her then she would have landed on the cold and dirty floor by now.

Kaeya and Jean looked at you, the acting grand master's expression is grim when she examined your appearance from head to toe.

"I didn't know why you have the divine one's face but that is the main reason why you are labeled as the imposter, now the creator wants you dead." The young woman mumbled, it was as is she didn't want anyone to hear her words.

You did not respond, your gaze cast downwards with your hands sticking out for them to take.

They know, they fucking know that you are their creator, but they can't do anything because they are not as strong as the imposter seating on the throne— that's why, the crestfallen look on your face made their heart ache.

"P-please come." Jean stuttered, briefly inhaling to calm herself from crying in front of you.

Kaeya pursed his lips, his eye staring at your wounded skin around your wrist, how painful must that be, he cursed whoever tied that damn rope on you is a fool without a brain.

"Move." The captain spoke and placed his hand on your lower back to gently push you forward, being careful to not push you too hard, him and Jean shared a glance— they both silently agreed to bring you to the cathedral to show to the imposter first since they knew that she wouldn't do anything to you yet.

After all, the one sitting on the throne are cold and menacing so she will surely want to do a public execution.

"It's okay." Your voice caught their attention.

Venti, Barbara, Kaeya and Jean looked at you, their eyes widening and brimming with tears when they saw the relieved look on your face, why do you look so happy that you will be killed?

"After all that, I can finally go home, right?"

© kunichigo

Can I please have a headcanon for the streamers au where they get your character on a rerun of your banner?

You most certainly can! I really do love the streamer au a lot, probs my favorite to write for Genshin :3 I hope you enjoy~ <3

Venti:

Having been the first ever character banner of the released game he wasn’t even prepared in trying to wish for your character

Since then he’s had to live through his friends who were fortunate to get you, but hearing word that you’d be getting rerun was so exciting

He made sure to save up every primogem he could and even saved up money for the just in case funds (he’s had to hold back on buying alcohol or at least buy cheaper brands) 

The moment your banner is live he’s already streaming eager to go to start wishing. His chat is sending good luck and good vibes as the chaos begins while Venti is singing for you to come home

He’s probably calculated things so that he was close to his pity as he could only pray that the archons will let him win his pity:

When getting the gold star he’s eager, but seeing it was a different 5 star he didn’t have or added constellation he’s very sad; however there’s still hope as now he had you guaranteed 

But if he won his 50/50 he is spinning in his chair out of joy; he’ll be even more ecstatic if he gets multiple of you in a 10 pull, it’s a miracle 

You are instantly going into his party, he’s going to level you up since he had prepared himself beforehand so he’s all set. You’re at the front of his party and you will forever stay there

Albedo:

He was one of the few that really wanted to get you when your first banner was released. It was rather disappointing when he was unable to get you from failed pity

Though now that the announcement that you’d be getting a rerun at some point he was getting his hopes up again as he is very much prepared this time around

He has been very good about saving up as also he has been very strategic of what banners he wanted to pull on before you came out wanting to have others that would best support your skills and burst

When the time has come he has been drawing during the whole maintenance time on stream. Mainly it was doodles of you or even possibly an oc he was working on

When it’s finally live he is very confident, since he probably has it all calculated out especially if he had failed his last pity. This will be one of the rare moments when his viewers get to see him show a lot of emotion. You are being put right into the party and before he does anything of building you with what he got prepared just for you; he’s going straight to the voicelines to hear your birthday dialog since his birthday was in September, life is good

Childe:

Truly it was a shocker that he didn’t manage to get you on your banner when your first banner was out. He was very bummed out as you were so cool but also really attractive for an “enemy”. On one bright side of things he did get your weapon so that was all prepared for when you do come home 

He is the MOST impatient one out of the other streams when having to wait during maintenance, but he will not sleep until he can finally wish for you. But of course he’s gonna stream Doom or some other fighting intense game to hang out with his viewers for the meantime

He probably would be doing giveaways as well in celebration of your banner returning or just sending surprise donations to other genshin streamers that happen to be streaming during the downtime as well 

When the time finally comes he is literally bouncing in his gamer chair with pure excitement. But of course before he starts wishing he absolutely has to have your plushie in his arms because he just loves you that much

Regardless if he had won or lost his pity, the moment you first appear and he sees your splash art he’s crying tears of joy that you’ve finally arrived and he can spoil you (tho of course he ain’t gonna stop until he gets all your const.) As of course you’re first in his party and he literally has all the materials to not only ascend you to level 100, but to crown your talents too (he wasn’t playin around) all in all he was very prepared for your arrival

Ayaka:

She was devastated when she failed to bring you home during your first banner, but upon hearing that you would be coming back again fairly in a close coming update she was filled with hope once again

Of course she had been trying to save up (though sometimes she couldn’t help but dip into her wishes for other characters) but now that it was confirmed that you were coming back she got back on track of saving her gems as of course she is more than willing to spend some money if she needed to

When it comes maintenance time she probably would kill time hanging out with Thomas and Ayato (who also play) just so she could distract herself since it felt like it was taking ages to finish

Or if she wasn’t with the two she was seeing to other important matters that needed to be taken care of that needed her attention, but even then she’s a little distracted wondering if the update finished

She would certainly stream once she was able to get into the game to play as she’s just excited that you would be finally coming home to her. She was going to be happy if you had come home once, but if it was possible to unlock your consts then she’d be even more happy. She just loves you a lot and it definitely showed since she had all she needed for you all set and ready to equip and of course you would be placed in her teapot so your character was the first one she saw when she went there

Raiden Shogun:

Even though she tried to not show it to her viewers, she was rather disappointed when you didn’t come home when your banner was first out: she had your weapon prepared, she collected artifacts that she thought would best suit you, she had even started collecting the materials needed for you. Sure it was unfortunate she couldn’t play as you, but that just gave her some extra time to be even more prepared for whenever they would rerun your banner

It was a surprised to hear that your rerun would be much sooner than she anticipated since you were still a fairly new character to the game, but nonetheless she was happy to hear she would get another chance to finally bring you home

She’s another busy person so she’s not even thinking about the maintenance time unless she has a moment of downtime during her work. 

Yae stays teasing Ei about your character because she knows how much Ei adores you (of course Yae had gotten your character during your first banner so she tends to playfully tease her best friend). 

There. Will. Be. Sweets. Of course she’s also a big sucker for desserts herself so what better way to bribe you to come home than to have your favorite food with her while she wished on your banner. She’s someone who doesn’t show much emotion during her streams, but when your splash art appears on her screen she’s going to have a smile on her face and the chat will probably blow up about how pretty her smile is and congratulating her

Ganyu:

Sweet baby had been so sad when she lost pity and failed to bring you home during your first banner but she was already starting to save up for whenever they’d ever re-release your banner again. So when she finally got news of your rerun she was so happy that she wouldn’t have to wait as long as she originally thought she would have to

She already is a very busy person and very hard working so when it comes down to the maintenance time her job makes it easy for her to be distracted during that time frame. Though if she had some free time when she was all done with work for the day she’d probably do some writing 

She would never work on her short fics on stream, she would be too embarrassed if her viewers were watching her while she was writing it, but it makes her happy knowing that they rather enjoy reading the cute stories of her oc and you together. But she is totally cool with talking about story tropes and about her oc, it sometimes helps inspire Ganyu for things she would possibly want to work on in the future

She’s so nervous when the time finally comes though she probably wouldn’t start wishing as soon as your banner is live. She’d probably do the things like commissions and maybe gathering the few things she needed left for you before trying to wish on your banner

She totally would close her eyes during the ten pulls, too nervous to possibly watch the shooting star glow gold. She’s definitely a player who would scream when first seeing the silhouette of your splash art appear on her screen; you finally have graced Ganyu’s day with your presence. You’re going right into the party and she can happily go exploring with you, she can’t help but gush over you and express how happy she is that you’re home

A glimpse of you

Short Zayne x reader drabble

Warnings: none, not proof read, angst? Kind of 🤷🏻‍♀️

Summary: Zayne notices you're sick (but there's a twist 😙)

Zayne was restless.

Sitting at his usual table in Destiny café, attempting to focus on the notebook in front of him, but his eyes were subconsciously drawn back to the door. Sighing, Zayne checked his watch again, something he's been doing a lot of all morning, it was now nearly 1pm, way past your usual time of arrival. Zayne could feel the tight knot forming in his gut, he had grown accustomed to seeing you everyday, enjoyed the routine you had both naturally fallen into, and even though you weren't always on time, he had never known you to be this late. You'd now missed your morning check-in, and this only caused Zayne's apprehension to grow.

Just as he was getting lost in his spiralling thoughts, his mind conjuring up all kinds of terrible scenarios that could've kept you from him, the bell to the café door chimed. Looking up Zayne let out a soft sigh of relief, seeing you standing in your usual spot in the doorway. However, his happiness at seeing you was short lived, his ever observant gaze analysing your face he realised something was wrong. He took note of your tired eyes that no longer held their usual sparkle, your face appeared paler than usual, and your hair that he longed to comb his fingers through was a mess. All signs pointed to one thing, you were sick.

Seeing your tired smile, bleary eyes struggling to focus on him, Zayne stood from his chair by the window, appearing in front of you, his gaze soft and full of concern as he bends down slightly to get a closer look at you.

"Here. Look into my eyes, and tell me what's on your mind."

He wishes he could say more, longs to pull you into his chest, wrapping his strong arms around you and whispering sweet words into your ears. He yearns to tell you how he truly feels, to converse with you properly instead of being limited to the same dialogue that he repeats over and over again. But he knows it's impossible, that even though you are here with him, he can never hold you, can never have the life with you that he dreams about. For he is stuck behind this invisible screen that separates your world from his, something he curses each and every time he tries to reach for you. It appears that this is yet another lifetime in which he can't have you...just how many more will he have to endure before he can find a way to you.

Being a little lovesick puppy for the tsarissa ;3

i need more request for the tsaritsa!! she's such a cool character and i can't wait until we get more content of her!! :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including delusional behaviors, obsessive behaviors, and other potential topics. Please reader at your own risk!

The Tsaritsa couldn’t be more in love with you, watching you fall to your knees in front of her, staring up at her like she’s the only thing in the world that matters to you. It’s enough to dangerously inflate her ego, to think that she’s so important to someone that they would dedicate their entire life to loving her. She loves you back just as dearly though, doting on you as much as time allows.

While you are not permitted to sit on the throne with her, you can certainly sit in the smaller, less grand chair she had made for you and set next to her throne. She likes the company, adoring the lovestruck look in your eyes as she prattles on about her latest plans for world domination. It’s cute, she thinks, the way you care so little about her schemes, worried more about her happiness.

“And then, when I seize control of Sumeru, I’ll begin moving into Fontaine.” She doesn’t go into too much detail, but she gives you just enough to test the waters, to see if your love and devotion to her will waver in any way. It doesn’t though, regardless of what she says, who she threatens, or what orders she gives out, you always come crawling back, like a puppy searching for its mother. 

The Tsaritsa almost sees you like a little pet, one that she dresses up, spoils, buys unnecessary things for. Despite what some of her Harbingers tell her, she simply can’t help herself. She comes to adore your smile, to love you as dangerously as you love her. You’ve not only wormed your way into her life and her heart, but you’ve warmed a small part of it too.

Only to you does she show such kindness and warmth. It’s a strange sight to all, but for you, she welcomes the change. She just hopes that the fuzzy, warm, butterfly feelings she gives you never die off. She’d go crazy if she lost you now.

Was it worth it?

Imagine being an adepti along side him... and well... ehe~!

"Traveler... what are you doing here?" A raspy voiced called out, arms crossed over his chest as he stood behind the traveler.

"Xiao~!!" Paimon cheered waving her hands happily as the traveler nodded in greetings. "By any chance you've seen zhongli? We're looking for him as you can see."

"You shouldn't bother him this day. Leave." Xiao continued before disappearing upon his anemo vision.

"Hey!!!" Paimon yelled out in frustration stomping her feet on air "you can't just sah that and leave!!"

"Ugh whatever... let's just go and look for zhongli on jueyun karst."

Traveler deep in thought snapped out of it as paimon waved her hands in front of them.

Why was Xiao acting that way?

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Morax... Zhongli... Rex Lapis...

He... called himself multiple names, as his people hailed him Rex Lapis or Morax the God of Contracts. The two of you had fought wars together with the other adeptis, different Gods and Goddesses...

To each other you were of equal footing, until they came...

"Morax..." you bowed down behind him as he faced the sun, he muttered of your name. People had beliefs that each animal symbolizes personality, that was very much true.

As Morax stood as the dragon, you stood as the tiger, his polar opposite. "There is a war brewing for the seven thrones..."

"Do you plan to join, my Lord?" You asked, finally raising your head up and looking at him. "I... do not... I merely want to protect these people."

"Then I shall stand by you." You answered him confidently, "but time will come where we have to join the war, My Lord. We cannot stand by the sidelines forever... One way or another they will fprce themselves upon you."

Zhongli knew of this... that he had to get blood upon his hands and yours.

"Will you still stay by my side, Báihŭ?" You perked up at this, this... this wasn't your name...

"Bái... hŭ? But of course my Lord... I will stay by your side..." you answered him truthfully, "Báihŭ... the Tiger that could be the only one to stand worthy by the dragon's side..." He answered you.

"You are free to flee anytime you want as we are not bound by a contract, only by companionship." Morax finally turning around to face you, staring right into your eyes.

You merely nodded in answer "call out my name, my Lord if you ever need me again" you whispered as you disappeared out of his sight with your vision.

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"Zhongli!!" Paimon cheered out as her and the traveler finally found zhongli.

Zhongli didn't answer them however choosing to stay in his position in front of something they couldn't understand...

"Zhongli...?" Paimon questioned, as her and the traveler finally reached him. Zhongli placed his finger to his lips in signal for them to keep quiet.

The traveler now in front of the statue he could finally see that it was....

Another adepti... like Pervases....

It was a curled up tiger.... why... was...

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Why did it seem in pain...?

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The traveler went up amd pulled out a leftover inscence placing it by the other lit up ones as they sat beside zhongli whom sipped his tea quietly...

"This... is... (y/n)... báihŭ..." zhongli answered quietly.

"Are you alright...?" Traveler questionned him as paimon floated beside them...

Zhongli stared blankly at the question... was he... fine?

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Zhongli had found you back then you were but and experiment gone rogue... he found you destroying anything and everything you could find...

As a God he had to rid of you.

That was... until he saw the reasoning behind your destruction having followed you after you caused a wreckage and returned 'home'.

This home... however was no home... he could see now that the cause of your destructiveness was the constant torture that you received if you failed to meet the expectations of the one who claimed to be your master.

He took you in immediately after he had gotten rid of this master...

Taught you of how to control yourself... how to be better and brought out knew things for you to learn off.

He had named you.

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The war had finally begun, the lord of geo, Morax had finally made his movement against other Gods as they slaughtered his people.

He didn't want to join this war, but if it meant to protect his people. So be it.

You fought by his side, and there came your contract with him. Companionship forgotten, a contract was born.

You swore an oath....

There will be Gods who destroy and there will be those who chooses peace. Know the difference and help those in need.

Báihŭ. The yin and the First yaksha. Adeptus Báihŭ. The only one worthy enough to stand ground with the dragon.

Thus... people hailed you.

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"Báihŭ... fought along side me in the war for one of the seven seats. Where we met others as we fought for our people and our beliefs. As the God of Contracts, I had my contract for my people, Báihŭ was one of the many who didn't want a contract but to accompany me. It was until that wretched war came that... that contract was made."

"Many came to win and live up to this day, but... many also lost..."

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"Guizhong!!!"

There all of them stood as they saw the God of Dust met their end. This wretched war lasted longer than it should... it has costed the life of a friend. Zhongli stared at their friend whom turned into stone.

Zhongli could not handle it... with the loss of many lives as he lived a long life. It hurted him deeply to know he truly would be the only one left.

You tried to comfort him... stayed beside him as he mourned the loss. Made sure that even he had time to take care of himself and not just worry about the war.

With the God of Contracts in mourn you fought his war. Slaughtered other Gods for what they have done and the wrongings they're doing. Unknowingly... your people's views changed of you. As they saw you morph into a thing they feared as other people lost their Gods due to your slaughtering.

This was your contract.

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Zhongli let out a deep breath as he tried to keep it all in... it was his weapon that pierced through and ended you...

Paimon and the Traveler looked at each other worriedly as the traveler reached out and patted Zhongli's shoulder before standinh up and deciding to leave the God alone to mourn....

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The words and lies spread fast through each people.

An adeptus that could kill Gods.

The news spread far and wide causing terror to multiple people... even your own switched and looked at you in fear.

Each people blamed you for their God's death.

The God of Dust's people blamed you for their God's death. Zhongli having heard of the rumour for your actions, thought that this was true.

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Where were you when they mourned for guizhong's death?

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You were there when guizhong died... but disappeared as they witnessed guizhing to turn into dust.

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Perhaps you did kill guizhong.

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Zhongli having enough decided to look for you at jueyun karst. Seeing you there sitting peacefully and yet covered in blood of the God's you've slaughtered. Zongli could not contain it in himself any longer to confront and speak to you.

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You will suffer the wrath of the rock.

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Zhongli ran towards you and kicked you as he watched you hit a nearby rock and cry out in pain from his actions, giving you no time to react, he summoned his spear and pierced it through your chest.

Deep enough to cut you and not yet end you. You yelped in pain at this trying to push him off only for the spear to deepen even more and your hands to get slashed at the movement.

"You killed her!!! You killed guizhong!!!"

Hearing this your eyes widened looking up at Morax...

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No

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This wasn't Morax

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Morax trusted you...

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Not this one....

Where... did he even get the idea that you would kill guizhong? Guizhong was your friend as much as he was also her friend...

You whined in pain unable to speak and defend yourself...

Zhongli glared at your weak form, anger clouding his rational thoughts. You will suffer his wrath.

"I will give you a chance to explain yourself. Báihŭ."

Being an adeptus meant you could still heal yourself up and fight back...

Why weren't you fighting back?

You laid there deep in though as to wether you should tell the truth... but those people... your contract to protect them... even from yourself... even if it meant you...

"I... did..."

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Zhongli gritted his teeth and growled as he pushed the spear through you, watchinv as it passed through your body in a single whoosh and your blood spilling his spear tainting the lands with yours.

You whined in pain as you accepted your faith... If it meant... that Morax... will be fine... so be it....

There you died in vain... your body morphing into stone... much like how every other adeptus would one day...

A tiger curled up... as cracks spread all over you from where Moraz himself gave you your punishment...

You weren't worthy to be seen

For you were a failure of an adeptus.

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"Traveler. Has the conqueror of demons fail to inform you to leave the god of contracts alone...?" A female voice spoke out, cloud retainer.

"He did! But we really needed to ask him a question... we were persistent...." paimon explained as she rubbed her nape in sheepishness.

"Hey cloud retainer..." the traveler started, to which she hummed in reply "whose the tiger adeptus....?"

"Báihŭ."

"That's it?" Paimon spoke out after the long silence. "Patience!!" Cloud retainer angrily answered spreading her wings. "Humans these days!!!"

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Days passed since he took your life... since he killed you on that mountain and never returned... since the war had ended and he sat upon the throne

He learned of the truth.

It was another God that had killed Guizhong... and those people had blamed you for taking vengeance and following the contract...

He could only stand there in horror as he heard of the truth from other adeptus...

They had kept this truth from him.

There he immediately ran off and shifted into a dragon to get to you faster... to theountain where he placed his wrath upon you...

Where he left you to die....

He landed on the mluntain in a crash as he could barely contain the emotions that ran through him, he looked for your form only to see the over grown leaves.

He removed every overgrown leaves and vines digging for you. Whines escaped his muzzle as he bit of and teared what he could.

Finally getting rid of everything in his path...

There your stone form stood...

Shifting back into his human form he reached a hand out towards you... touching what used to be soft fur now hardened stone... he weeped.

His cries echoing in mourn throughout the land he owned...

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"It was not guizhong that held his heart. It was theirs, Báihŭ." Cloud retainer finished.

Paimon and the Traveler looking down sadly as their eyes drifted to the man who mourned over you to this day...