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"Your Honor, they are in love. Maybe."
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Oh my gosh. I have come to this huh.
Been a long time since I posted, and I wasn't expecting my comeback post to be like this. But anyhow.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OC and the fic. Plagiarism and/or copying without express consent from the author is a butt move and curse you with only rare items in your gacha for several decades. I will be crossposting this to my AO3 which is under the same name.
Warnings: NSFW. 18+. Depictions ans descriptions of steamy stuff. Is a KING x OC, but can be read as KING x reader maybe. Female OC. Read at your own discretion.
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Satiated, sticky, and tired, she wondered briefly how things had escalated this way.
It was not the amnesia or her involvement in the conflict between Hykros and the Heirs. No; this was more of a contemplation. An examination, if you will, as to why she and the money-loving mercenary were naked on her bed.
As much as she owed Zeke and Shirli her recovery, it was exhausting to keep chasing after them while getting caught up in the tangle of plots and smoke and mirrors. She had also been injured one too many times by that woman called Frigg. So even though the sensible decision was to deactivate all the Towers and maybe find Zeke and Shirli along the way, she decided to stay in Navia and explore.
Surely something from her time as an Executor would come back while she went from place to place right? She had been hunting down Dr. Claire's scattered dream machines in the hopes that she would get something. She stayed away from Hykros, except for when she tried to access the Simulacra for other weapons that would suit her. And she stayed away from the Astra shelter as well. She could not bear looking at those people who expected her to come by with good news.
While proving herself to be a nuisance to the local bandits and miscreants of Navia, a bounty was apparently placed on her by the leaders of the Hyenas. Dr. Claire's dream machines were scattered and lay dormant in several bandit camps and would only be usable if there were no threats to the user. It was surprisingly considerate of the doctor. And the constant participation earned the Wanderer a number of good points and some favors.
The one who came to collect her bounty was KING, who was apparently able to track her down through her copy of his weapon. She had just finished wiping off a Hyena camp and was waiting for the dream machine to activate when her instincts kicked in. There was barely enough time for her to block an attack by the original of her Simulacra replica.
Both were equally surprised by the turn of events. They had only spoken briefly during the fighting tournament back in Astra, but their first impression was quite memorable to the other. KING because of his overt display of love of money, and the Wanderer because of her seemingly out of nowhere victory.
At the time, she had no doubt that he wanted to kill her for some bounty, so she held nothing back. Even with her amnesia, her body remembered how to fight and her instincts served her well. Still she erred on the side of caution; KING's Simulacra replica attested to his caliber as a fighter. And he was larger than her in height and wingspan, so she tried to keep her distance as much as she could.
What had eventually landed them in a stalemate was the fact that he had been caught off guard when she let her jacket be ripped apart just to escape him. The afterimages left by the Thunderblades did its job well to confuse KING as she tried to disarm him. Unfortunately, he regained his bearings easily and sent one of her blades flying. Twisting the empty arm behind her, he aimed the sharp end of his scythe against her neck, only to feel the warning nudge of the remaining blade in between his legs.
What had happened afterwards was awkward to recall even for her. They both acknowledged that continuing to fight would be useless and even had an agreement: KING would decline the bounty from the Hyenas as long as she took him with her into ruins and split the treasure with him until he earned what he had lost from the bounty. They shook on it and when he draped the tattered remains of her jacket on her shoulder, the Wanderer just reached out, stood on her toes and planted a chaste kiss on the corner of his mouth.
To this day she had no idea why she had done that. Her self-reflection was often cut short by the events that transpired after the innocent gesture.
That she was ripped from her amorous recollection by a similarly titillating sensation was pure coincidence. She could only gasp and needlessly squirm as KING dragged his tongue from the side of her neck to the middle of her chest. His hands held her waist; loose enough that she could still move, but tight enough to keep her there.
She gasped as he resumed his place in between her thighs, like it was the most natural thing in the world. It had not even been thirty minutes since he was last inside her and the hunger in his eyes told her that he was more than ready to take her again. Being able to keep up with his stamina was a testament to her Executor training, but what had surprised her was that she had roughly the same appetite as him.
Oftentimes the Wanderer wondered if she also had been like this before getting amnesia. She wondered if she had a lover or had multiple lovers and if any of them satisfied her. She wondered if they, whoever they were, missed her or were looking for her. She wondered if she would remember them if she saw them.
But as KING bit the side of her neck and pulled her to the edge of the bed, she found that none of that mattered anymore.
He stood at the edge of the bed, dragging her with him as he continued the stimulation. They were well past the point of foreplay; she was wet enough to receive him with little resistance.
The noise that came out of her mouth was half a groan and a whine. She had just come down from her euphoric high and was now slowly but surely climbing up again. KING liked to sheathe himself fully for a few moments, luxuriating in the feel of her warm walls clamping around him, before moving. She felt everything: his girth, his length, the way that he twitched against her, and even her own tightening. When he grabbed her hips more forcefully and lifted them just so, her legs locked at the base of his spine as her back arched off the bed.
"Ah! Aaaaaahn~!"
"Hnngh! So tightā¦!"
With that he started thrusting. The Executor beneath him was a beautiful mess of dark hair splayed over a threadbare bedding, with red and purple marks on her chest and neck, knuckles white from gripping the bed sheet too hard, a blush dusting her cheeks, and the apex of her thighs so wet and willing for him. KING had been pleasantly surprised that despite looking soā¦ small, she was a match for him.
Both in battle and the bedroom.
He could feel his own climax approaching and so he slowed down. She took the chance to tighten her legs around him and push herself to an upright position. Instinctively, KING's grip on her hip tightened and his other arm went to support her butt. His mouth opened to an inaudible moan as she left herself at the mercy of his grip, the strength of her thighs, and the way he slid further within her.
On the other hand, the sound that came out of her throat was sinful and heavenly in equal measure. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she feebly wrapped her arms around his neck to keep from falling. Both of his hands now cradled her butt as she bounced on him before her back met a wall.
"Damnā¦"
"Hyaaaah~!!"
KING set a brutal pace. Gravity did its work and kept him snug inside of her, which in turn hit spots that the Wanderer had no idea existed. She hid her head into the crook of his neck, breathing hotly onto his skin as her blunt nails dug into his firm shoulder. The sounds of skin slapping filled the room, accompanied by their own noises of pleasure. Her chest rubbed against his, adding barely there sensations that made her stomach flutter.
"Hahā¦ hahā¦ I'm-oh! I'm close ā¦!"
She pulled back from his neck and reached out to press a chaste kiss against the corner of his mouth. For some reason, he twitched inside her and his thrusts stuttered, as if surprised by the gentle gesture.
"Fuck, fuck, fuckā¦!"
His mantra went unnoticed by the woman bouncing on his cock as she started unravelling. Her climax made her tense as she cried to the ceiling of her home. KING followed suit; his own release filling her up as he languidly thrust into her. His lips fell to her shoulder which he idly licked to prevent much of his own noises of pleasure from escaping.
Pulling away from the wall, he brought her back to the bed. His release mixed with hers as they trickled onto the crumpled bed sheets. Her thighs still twitched and the Wanderer seemed to be lost in a world of her own. A primitive part of him stirred at the sight of this Executor undone by his hands. More so when he stared at the way she twitched and more fluids dripped from her.
He spread her open, placed her legs on his shoulders, and relished in her breathless scream as he licked. She smelled of him and all he could think about was more.
"K-KING-! Pleaseā¦ hyaaahn!"
At this point, the Wanderer was unsure if she wanted him to stop or continue.
Starved as he was, KING bent her knees by his shoulders and pushed her legs back, further exposing her to his tongue and fingers. His cock throbbed and he wondered if she could take a few more.
Well, there was only one way to find out.
She gripped his hair in an attempt to ground herself as he feasted on her. Shameless in her affirmations and praises, the Wanderer resigned herself thatĀ it was going to be a long night.
#tower of fantasy#tower of fantasy king#tower of fantasy king x oc#tower of fantasy wanderer#female oc#smut#nsfw#tof
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I have a huge crush on Ashton Greymoore from Campaign 3 of Critical Role.
I am on episode 2. Please send help. (Źį“Źāæ)
#life update#ashton greymoore#you can ignore this#i guess it makes sense cause molly was my fave in campaign 1#critical role#critical role campaign 3
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Fire and Ice
It's been a long time. Honestly I've kind of lost motivation in playing Genshin so it's kind of hard to write for it. Also most of my time has been spent on work and playing dungeons and drgaons so... Yeah...
Anyhow, here's a thing that fits with the Traveler of Worlds AU. So yeah... I've kinda had this thought running around my head for a while now. I just got to writing it instead of sleeping. XD
I own nothing but the fanfic. Plagiarising and/or copying without express consent from the author is a bad move that will make you lose all your 50/50. I put the spoilers tag just in case. Will also be cross-posting this to my AO3 under the same name.
That being said, enjoy! :3
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When she awoke she was surrounded by rime, gleaming like a blue crystal in the sunlight that illuminated her room. Even as the chill of her unforgiving permafrost seeped through her bones, she was not fazed. Her feet touched the floor as she stood up, luxuriating in the light that bathed her bare body, even if the golden light gave no warmth.
There is no warmth for me.
Grabbing her robes of white, lilac, and cobalt, and her shawl of umber, she dressed for the day. There would be matters requiring her attention, but chief of which wasā¦
"Your Majesty?"
Her skirts swished as she turned from the mirror to open her door. There was her favorite Harbinger in her beautiful, cruel, and tragic glory, kneeling on the cold ice. "Stand Rosalyne."
She loved Rosalyne. She loved her ferocity fueled by all the bitterness she had harbored for everything this world decided was correct. She loved her flames and how she was all too willing to be devoured by it for the sake of one man.
She loved Rosalyne because Rosalyne is her.
"Are you leaving for Inazuma?"
Her hand cupped the unmasked side of her face. Despite the Cryo Delusion in her possession, Rosalyne was scorching. Her flesh and blood were nothing more than weapons. Something in her warned that this might be the last time she would see her beloved Harbinger.
Ahā¦ Your flame, Rosalyne, who will take it from you?
"Yes, your majesty. I simply wished to see you before I left."
"Very well," she nodded before pulling her Harbinger down for a peck on the cheek. Her Harbinger was powerful enough to bring gods to their knees, but a strong enough flame would burn her wings off.
Perhaps you might see Rostam once you fall.
"I quite envy you."
"Your majesty?"
She shook her head, stepping back and creating some distance between them. "Farewell Rosalyne." She had said these words several times in her lifetime that they now felt flat and meaningless.
Rosalyne bowed, smiled, and turned to leave for the last time.
On her dresser were two ornate chess pieces: one teal and another an earthy yellow. She regarded them slightly before grasping a delicate white flower with a single blue petal encased in ice.
In her war against the heavens, would she be able to see him again? The thought filled her with hope, but she stamped the embers before they could entice her. A glimpse, she decided; a glimpse would be enough for her.
She was waging this war for him. So perhaps she could allow herself to see him before she falls.
She loved Rosalyne because Rosalyne is her. She would trample the order of this world and pluck the heavens from its place in the sky for him.
There is no warmth for me.
Then let me be that for you.
She needed to move quickly.
"Pleaseā¦" she implored, knowing that only she could hear the pleas of a heretic. "Please wait for me, my dearest Prince of the Abyss."
#genshin impact#genshin impact aether#genshin impact tsaritsa#genshin impact cryo archon#genshin impact abyss prince#genshin impact spoilers#inazuma archon quest spoilers#inazuma spoilers#do i know what im doing? no#will i make a proper timeline for this? i dunno#maybe?#who knows?
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The Great Wave
I own nothing but the fanfiction. This is inspired by the Kamisato Ayato leaks. Know that I will be whaling for him. :)
TW: There's a creepy creep here so yeah. Be warned.
Cut cause of Inazuma spoilers.
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You had pinned your hair a bit too tightly and it was causing a mild headache. Nevertheless you smiled amicably at the complaining officer who demanded to be given a private hot spring, or so help me, in the name of the Shogun, I'll incarcerate you all.
Aisa Bathhouse was immensely popular with the Tenryou Commission officers and as an attendant, you often saw them rush in by sunset. It was the common time in which majority of them finished their jobs and came to unwind. Normally there would be a more expensive private spring that some people from the higher rungs of the Tenryou Commission could use, but it had been reserved for today.
You could not count the amount of times you had bowed in apology to this man. The customer service industry was not a joke, as Susumu-san would often say. This would not be the first time you encountered a rude customer and it would undoubtedly be your last. Briefly you pondered if the compensation was enough to make up for this, before bowing to the man apologetically again.
"I am very sorry sir. I would be happy to direct you to a spring with less people. But I'm afraid that the private baths are all occupied."
He clicks his tongue; you hoped that it was a sign of defeat. But then his eyes roved up and down your body before stopping inappropriately at your chest. The bathhouse's uniform was modest without sacrificing your mobility, but that he would openly ogle you was disgusting.
"I suppose I could let this slide for a price."
It took all of your will to maintain the service industry smile on your face. "I must apologize, sir. Aisa Bathhouse does not offer that kind of services."
He chuckled darkly, leaning over the wooden counter that separated you two. There were heavy bags under his eyes and his skin looked quite unhealthy. You understood that since the dismissal of the Vision Hunt Decree, the Tri-Commission had been hard at work and this poor man was one of those who needed to unwind and relax.
But that did not excuse his behavior towards you.
"I'm not asking the Aisa Bathhouse, girl," he rolled his eyes as if presented with a stupid idea. "I'm asking you."
"And I believe that the lady has made it clear that no such thing will happen."
Your heart sped up and your breath caught in your throat. You knew that voice.
"C-Commissioner Kamisato!!"
The man stood to his full height and saluted the Yashiro Commissioner. You did the same: keeping your eyes on the ground. Despite the weight of his position, Lady Ayaka was the public figure of the Yashiro Commission. Rarely, if ever, did Lord Kamisato leave the estate as his paperwork kept him occupied for days on end.
"The bathhouse truly lives up to expectations. The bath I had rented is now unoccupied. You may use it if you want. I will place the tab on the Yashiro Commission's funding." he said smoothly, tone chillingly sharp.
The man's lips curled in distaste. A private bath was not that expensive and Lord Kamisato's seemingly thoughtful suggestion was an insult to this officer's pride. He bowed, likely clenching his teeth at his lack of power and muttered: "I will have to decline your generous offer, Lord Kamisato."
"Ah is that so. Perhaps we can share a drink sometime. I'll be sure to pay a visit to the Tenryou Commission headquarters."
If possible, the man would have been frozen where he stood. But he eventually staggered away, muttering under his breath. You waited several breaths, listening to the ambient sounds of people milling around outside and the muffled chatter of the patrons in the baths.
"You know, you could have broken his nose."
"Lord Kamisato please," you glanced at him, unimpressed. "What happened to staying incognito?"
"Whatever happened to your good manners?" He teased back, eyes glittering like the sea at midday. It was not easy to pretend to be some damsel who answered to every whim of men with bloated egos.
Especially when you could so easily break their fingers with two of yours.
Or when your employer actually encourages it.
Lord Ayato smirked and you fought the urge to roll your eyes. You were still on duty: both as a receptionist of the bath house and a member of the Shumatsuban. So as instructed, you gave him your best customer service smile.
"We hope to see you again."
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It's been a long while but work took up most of my time. I don't know if I'll be super active but I'll try to post every now and then. :)
#genshin impact#genshin impact kamisato ayato#kamisato ayato#genshin impact kamisato ayato x female reader#genshin kamisato x female reader#aisa bath house shenanigans#reader is a shinobi of the shumatsuban#aftermath of the inazuma archon quest#SPOILERS#spoilers#inazuma archon quest spoilers
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PLEASE.
I AM TRYING TO WRITE A GENSHIN FANFIC. THIS MAN IS MAKING ME GO BACK TO MY RUROKEN PHASE.
MACKENYU ARATA
Rurouni Kenshin: The Final ćććć«å£åæ ęēµē« (2021, Keishi Otomo)
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So I was fooling around at the archipelago and my Xiao glitched to permanent emo mode.
Of course it went back to normal when I restarted the game, but it was cool to see him dash around with that mask on.
I thought it was a permanent thing and my mind went to a bunch of thoughts like
Isn't it kinda implied that Xiao uses his mask to protect his humanity when killing threats to Liyue? It's from the Lantern event right? Something that the fake adeptus mentioned? Somebody fact check me on that. XD
And since this entire archipelago is sus, I thought it might be because there is a small possibility of those ye olden enemies of Liyue here. Ye olden enemies being kinda like remnants of the old gods.
But then again it IS just a glitch and I'm just sharing my thoughts with you. (Źį“Źāæ)
#genshin impact#genshin impact xiao#ramblings#THIS WHOLE PLACE IS SUS#xiao with the permanent mask is cool though
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This sounds fun. XD
send me 5 characters
and iāll tell you who i would:
get drunk with
make out with
date
marry
punch
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PH TIKTOK HAS TURNED TOHAMA INTO A CONYO AYAKA SIMP
Note: not mad about him simping for his fiancƩ but like... A CONYO F*CKBOI OF ALL THINGS.
Now I want him to stab Ayaka and go "Oh Ayaka, if only someone ever loved you."
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Last song: Helpless (Hamilton) by Philippa Soo
Currently Reading: (I have not read books in a long time) Fall of Giants by Ken Follet, Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen and a bunch of manga.
Last movie: uh... Demon Slayer: Mugen Train? Hahahaha. Also 10 Things I Hate About You (rewatch)
Cravings: Mac and Cheese (I dunno why)
ANSWER & TAG MUTALS YOU WANT TO KNOW BETTER
TAGGED BY: @raineeace š„ŗ
LAST SONG: Night Shift by Carson McKee
CURRENTLY READING: Life, the Universe and Everything by Douglas Adams, @whirlybirbsās Vacant Mirrors, @swan-of-sunriseās Specs and the Flyboy
CURRENTLY WATCHING: New Girl (Schmidt and Nick Miller have a better love story than Romeo and Juliet), Miss Fisher
LAST MOVIE: The Truman Show (again haha)
CRAVINGS: justā¦pizza
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I just woke up and saw this. Whoooo! Thanks for this! I really liked it!! <3
Hi hi~! Happy eight months! Writing is agony, I know, but we're hanging in there.
Also if it's alright, might I request angsty HCs with Kaeya? Like maybe the relationship with him starts off like a FWB and then it's all fun and games until you catch feelings and he just can't. Under that context, I guess it's NSFW-ish? But yeah. Please just destroy my feelings. XD
Have a nice day~!! <3
I'm going to apologize in advance; not having written Kaeya before, I may have gotten a few things off-base, but I hope you enjoy!
Technically SFW, but mentions of adult and NSFW themes by nature of the relationship, so full angsty headcanons are under the cut!
At first it was just a means to an end and to get rid of the tension that seemed ever-present. An easy arrangement, one made all the easier, given Kaeyaās habit of never taking anything too seriously (unless it was related to tracking criminals, of course).
To say things were spontaneous was putting it lightly. You found yourself in locations and positions that none of your previous partners ever considered.
There is a synchronicity with Kaeya that, at first, was simply attributed to how strong the friendship was. It was a familiar dance, a push and pull, give and take that left both of you satisfied and always wanting more.
No one ever stayed the night. Even if one of you fell asleep, you managed to creep away before dawn broke.
It always brought a slight blush to your face to think about how you lost a bet and spent a whole evening at Angelās Share in his lap, laughing off your own āmisfortuneā when in reality, you were more than pleased with the arrangement. And so was Kaeya.
Whispered teases, lingering touches, flirting without flirting, without final intentions.
There were knowing glances from Diluc, although he never said anything except to be careful. About what, you didnāt know. At least not then.
It snuck up on you, the hunger for more, the craving for something other than physical intimacy.
You tried to bring it up, time and again, brushing off your requests for a warm bed, or even just a night on the town as a joke hidden behind a forced smile every time you parted. Even seeing other people just for those things-dinner with friends or an early morning stroll around the walls of Mondstadt-didnāt do the trick.
In the end, you couldnāt keep quiet about it and forced the topic on a particularly heated night. It would slowly kill you if you didnāt speak your mind.
Words tumbled out, admissions of feelings, of worrying when he was gone longer than expected, of how the world seemed brighter with him beside you, how no one managed to make you laugh as much as he did. That somewhere along the line, you fell, and you fell hard and you know that wasnāt in the plans, but could the two of you at least try for more?
His silence was deafening and you were almost certain your ears began to ring before he spoke.
āI canāt, princessā Kaeya whispered, his voice hoarse. āI canāt give you a heart that I donāt have, a heart I gave away to my country a long time ago.ā
Months later, as he betrayed those he considered friends and family, broke away from the Knights of Favonius to stand beside the Abyss Princess, all starglitter and darkness and aching anguish for the countrymen Celestia saw fit to sluaghter, you understood the painful words more acutely than you wished to.
It wasnāt meant to be this way. And in another world, you knew things could, would, be different, if only he had left room in his heart for more.
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So about the Kazuha cutscene leak.
Ramblings under the cut
(Cause I saw how to make cuts in mobile yay!)
Can someone confirm that he had a Vision before his friend died? I think the tassel ornament is there (at the back of his left shoulder I think?), but I don't think it necessarily means that he had the Vision then.
Though he did mention moving from place to place once the Vision Hunt Decree started, which I suppose might not make sense if he did not have a Vision prior to the events. Unless maybe the Archons are able to point out potential allogenes/genshin, and part of Raiden's Vision hunt was looking for them?
One thing that made me think that maybe Kazuha did not have a Vision prior to his friend's death was the whole dialogue at the 1.6 trailer where it said that a Vision loses its shine when its bearer dies. I can't remember if he showed any of his skills in the trailer, but while he was shown wearing an Anemo Vision, I don't think we can accurately tell if it was before or after the event transpires. There was also the line of the Vision disappearing which could be the case since Kazuha's friend's Vision was Electro as seen in the cutscene. If Kazuha activated the Vision and it became Anemo as we know, then it would appear that the dead Vision 'disappeared'. This however could imply that Visions are sort of containers and their contents (i.e. the element they correspond to) can be changed if whoever is holding it at the time maybe, gets acknowledged by the Archons.
But that begs the question of whether Archons are still able to grant Visions even with their gnosis gone cause by this time, Barbatos has already lost his gnosis. We know that losing their gnosis kinda makes them lose their power since Zhongli is now no longer able to produce mora for a considerable amount of time, but maybe granting Visions is still an option for them? Then again, this is under the assumption that Kazuha did not have a Vision prior to the events of the 1.6 update. Or maybe there's a delayed activation or something. Maybe Venti got too drunk at Angel's Share one night, decided to give Kazuha an Anemo Vision, but forgot to activate it and just remembered it now? I dunno these are just wild thoughts.
Or maybe Kazuha did have a Vision prior to his friend's death and was just hiding it under his clothes because of the Vision Hunt. And the lost Vision at the trailer is some sort of machination from the Abyss. Cause they've already tried to make a god with an inverted statue, a Ruin Guard's eye and Osial's tentacles, maybe next on their grocery list is to make a fake Vision?
Where am I going with this? I just thought that what if, Kazuha's Vision is a reactivated Vision from his dying friend? It seems to be an important theme in this update. Maybe this potential reawakening is why Raiden is hoarding the Visions? Either way I am quite excited to see how this enfolds.
I do want to know what the others think cause it's 3am here and I have too much thoughts. XD
#genshin impact#genshin impact kazuha#genshin impact theory#genshin impact visions#genshin impact raiden#more lore reveals please#genshin impact inazuma speculation#vision hunt decree#from leaks
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Memory Lane
So I um... Lost ideas on how to do day 30 which was sketching so I moved on to day 31, which is this one. XD Day 29 is here. After this I'll work on my OCxKaeya fic and then maybe go back to my Pyro AgentxElectro Cicin thing. XD
The usual disclaimer applies.
Enjoy!!
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After regaining your bearings and trying out the waypoint at Guyun, you found that the furthest it could teleport you at was the Stone Gate.
"Might as well stop for some tea," you muttered.
"Yes that was a challenging ordeal."
Your hand automatically went to your sword; prepared to fight back, but remembered that you now had the company of one Osial. He chuckled at your sudden alertness.
"Apologies. I did not mean to startle you."
"I'm not used to travelling with others," you offered sheepishly. Still convinced that he was a powerful adeptus, and knowing that there were dire consequences awaiting those who refused them, you agreed to enter into a contract with him. In exchange for bringing him to Mondstadt and showing him around, he would not bring you harm. Once you had brought him to all of the noteworthy sights in Mondstadt, the contract will end. You had mentally gone through the itinerary and surmised that, at the least, the contract would last for two months.
"Well allow me to commiserate. It has been a considerable amount of time since I last journeyed with others." He gazed up to the towering mountains on both sides of the makeshift outpost separating Liyue from Mondstadt. "Well then, shall we have tea?"
"Oh um... Yes."
"No need to be so stiff," Osial gently said. "It feels less like an adventure and more like a chore if you treat and address me with such distance."
"I thought adeptus were..." you paused, searching for the appropriate word, "rigid when it came to things like these."
"For some, that is the case. However, I find that tedious and conventional."
In your mind, contracts were tedious and conventional but that was Liyue's way of living. Their Archon, despite his retirement, was the embodiment of contracts and the people embodied that. Perhaps you were a bit too naĆÆve in thinking that way? The more you gave it some thought, the more you felt that agreeing to enter into a contract with this adeptus was a good thing.
The two of you sat on one of the bamboo benches as a kind old man gave you some tea.
"Pardon me, sir." Osial cordially greeted the old man. "But could Sal Terrae possibly be close by?"
"Ah yes. You can see it if you climb high enough." The old man glanced at him from head to toe. "Is this your first time here, young man?"
"Yes. I'm quite excited. I'm leaving Liyue for the first time."
"Ah. That's good," the old man smiled cordially. "It's always good to explore other places. Especially if you have some youth left in you."
The two made small talk before eventually Osial walked to the table with a sliced sunsettia to accompany his tea.
"Sal Terrae?"
He nodded and smiled. "Once home to the God of Salt, Havria and her subjects."
"Once?"
He met your eyes and they seemed like still waters: unperturbed and unmoving. "The Archon war was a difficult time. Gods fought against each other for a seat at the heavens. If one were as small as Havria, death was at all times within arm's reach." Osial sipped his tea silently and you followed his example, hissing when you burnt your tongue. He glanced at you, smiled sympathetically, and offered a slice of sunsettia.
You sucked on the juicy fruit and while it only alleviated the numbing pain for a time, you appreciated its sweetnees. "So she's a dead god?"
"Like many others, yes. It was survival of the fittest, you see. Havria did not have what was needed to survive at the time. That is not to say that she paled in comparison to others when it came to lingering desires."
A bitter tang hit your tongue as you unconsciously gnawed on the fruit's rind. You brought the tea to your lips and gently blew on it. Osial was also silent, gazing searchingly at his reflection on the tea. You wondered what he was looking for and decided to drop the formality:
"Were you one of the strong uh... Gods? Adeptus?"
Osial's face broke into a grin. "Yes I am. Things have changed quite a lot since I was last awake, so I cannot be sure if my power is still sufficient at this time."
"With the way you tossed those Ruin Guards like they were nothing, I really can't say it's not sufficient."
"You give me too much credit, my dear adventurer," he chuckled. "I can only wield a fraction of what I used to be able to control. Perhaps that is for the best."
You recall the overwhelming sensation that gripped you back at Guyun. It was milder now, but thinking about how this was only part of his actual power was frightening.
"Worry not. I will abide by the contract," Osial finished his tea and finished the rest of the sunsettia slices before you could blink. "And I am quite enjoying myself."
His eyes met yours again. You drowned in the fathomless depths of his eyes, but strangely, it did not feel like a bad thing.
"Well then I hope you're ready to take a good look at Mondstadt. I have quite a bit planned."
Osial chuckled. "I look forward to it."
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Part 2 to my first Osialxreader oneshot which (shameless plug) can be found here. XD
Thanks for reading!
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Ah yes. Still keeping trend of being late. (Źį“Źāæ) Day 28 can be found here. And since it's the 31st here, I'll try my best to post everything. XD
The usual disclaimer applies.
Warning: This is a CanonxCanon fic and I understand that not everyone likes that.
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Fischl was scouting for potential camps of interest around the Whispering Woods when she in her omniscience spied the clouds of darkness and smelled the rain incoming.
"Oz," she called, stowing her bow away, "we must take shelter."
"Very good, mein Fraulein. I believe that tree will suffice."
She made her way under the canopy of the large tree Oz had indicated. As soon as she had settled under the shade, the rain started lightly falling. It was nearing sunset so the only source of luminescence were the lamp grass growing in a clump by the base of the tree. This type of situation had happened many times before while she scouted. But it was a temporary discomfort for the Prinzessin must continue using her Auge der Verurteilung for the benefit of her subjects.
It did not mean that she was not lonely.
As the rain started to fall harder, she caught wind of splashing footsteps approaching the tree. Turning, she turned and saw a fellow-adventurer, Bennett, making his way to the same tree to seek shelter from the rain. Seeing his hair deflated and how his clothes stuck to him like second skin, Fischl in all her vast knowledge surmised that he had been running in the rain for quite some time.
His bright green eyes lit up at the sight of her but seemed to decide against getting to close to her. Perhaps it was on account of him being drenched. "Fancy seeing you here, Prinzessin!"
She mirrored his smile, albeit milder. A princess such as herself should carry herself with utmost dignity and only display the barest of pleasure. "Quite momentous for us to meet in such dreary circumstances, adventurer. How fortunate that my Auge der Verurteilung caught nothing amiss in the area."
"Wow! As expected from the Guild's scout."
This time, Fischl allowed herself a proud huff. "But of course! It is my duty as the Sovereign of the Immernachtreich to ensure the safety of my subjects."
Bennett chuckled; used to her eccentric manner of speech. "It's thanks to your intel that we adventurers are able to rest easy and focus on the mission." He fished for a dry cloth in his pack, but was dismayed to find that everything inside, including some invoices from Marjorie, were completely drenched.
Clearing her throat, Fischl handed him a handkerchief. "Thanks!" Bennett beamed at her and proceeded to wipe his arms dry.
"I sense that you're still alone, adventurer," she mentioned. "Have your friends not returned yet?"
"Ah..." he sounded sheepish, rubbing his nape with the handkerchief. "Nah. I think I'll be on my own for a while. Which is fine cause at least I don't have to bring other people down with my bad luck."
"How sorrowful. To scour the ends of the world with nothing but your spirit. To remain unshaken. What inconsolable fate!"
Bennett chuckled again. "It can't really be helped. I'm used to working alone really. What about you though? Aren't you lonely?"
Amy could remember being surrounded by nothing but books. Nothing and no one to talk to. She was alone; she was lonely. She was sad.
"Oh but you have your raven with you, so I guess you aren't lonely."
"O-of course! I, Fischl von Luftschloss Narfidort understand the importance of my duty to ensure the safety of my subjects!"
Her words were full of bravado, but at that instant, Fischl found that she was no longer lonely.
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Fun fact, that pic is a screenshot I took with my friend's Fischl during the Lantern Festival. It was kinda frustrating cause FISCHL WON'T LOOK AT BENNETT! (Źį“Źāæ)
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Field
At this point I have given up on being on time, at least in my time zone. (Źį“Źāæ)
Day 27 can be found here.
The usual disclaimer applies.
Warning: Probably OoC cause we know little of this character. (Źį“Źāæ) But I just want to let you all know that I HAD TO. (Źį“Źāæ)
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While eternally grateful to Beidou and the crew of the Crux for assisting him, Kazuha still could not help but miss the green fields of his home. If not for Raiden's order, he would still be seeing the maple leaves turn red this year.
Despite the perpetual hiding, Kazuha found that he enjoyed the life of an outlaw - outside Inazuma, that is. He had come to think of many things while gazing at the endless ocean, none of which felt urgent, but crucial nontheless. There were times that they had been caught in a raging tempest that he was sure he would lose his life, but then he turned his eyes to Beidou, and her cocksure smile and her gleaming Electro Vision.
Perhaps it was fate that brought him at the mercy of his Archon's element; either way, Kazuha was no child to associate Beidou with Raiden on the account of her Vision. The Captain of the Crux was a fine woman; her Vision was a mere addition.
Inevitably, his thoughts drifted to you. Sure as the sun set in the west and rose in the east, Kazuha thinks of you. He saw you in the billowing wind as a taunting memory. He saw you in the moon and the stars and the way your eyes twinkled as they do. He heard you in the waves; your back growing ever smaller as he sets off to unknown lands. He tastes you in the wine: a bittersweet memory that he can only drown in.
Beneath the maple trees and in a field of wildflowers, Kazuha wished to see you again, touch your hands, and wrap his arms around you.
Perhaps when the winds beckon him back home then he could indulge himself. But for now, he would wait.
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Edit: So it's been a long while since Kazuha came out and yes, Kazuha's actual full name is just Kaedehara Kazuha. I changed it to kinda adhere to canon.
Also Kazuha came home and he's really fun to use. ā((ć»ā½ć»))ā
#genshin impact#genshin impact kazuha#genshin impact kaedehara kazuha#genshin impact kiryu kazuha#genshin impact reader insert#genshin impact you#genshin impact kazuha x reader#genshin impact kazuha x you#character prediction study thing?#i dunno hahahaha#may prompts
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Orchids
Gah late again. :(
This is day 27 and day 26 can be found here.
The usual disclaimer applies.
Warning: Slightly suggestive...?
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The few times you were able to visit the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, you noted some orchids planted on some of the fine pottery. You almost wondered why, but Zhongli, ever the knowledgeable man, did not let you wonder for long.
"Orchids are said to bloom and carry their fragrance even away from the minds of men. They are a testament, so to speak, of pride and enthusiasm." He glanced at Hu Tao whose nose was buried in a scroll, tongue sticking out as she wrote on the paper. "You'll find no shortage of enthusiasm here."
You had to chuckle and agree. Though Zhongli himself could be a person of pride and enthusiasm as well. If one looked at it differently, adhering to a contract could be a form of enthusiasm and keeping it gave one pride. Perhaps Zhongli was just world-weary but it was still evident in him.
"Though of course, as with all flowers, the meanings differ and vary," he turned to you, "care to walk with me as we talk?"
He extended his hand, and later on, when the sun had gone down, you found out what Rex Lapis had meant.
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( Ķ”Ā° ĶŹ Ķ”Ā°)
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Milkshake
Gah I am late again. Day 25 can be found here.
The usual disclaimer applies.
Warning: This is an OCxCanon Character fic. If this is not your cup of coffee, I understand.
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Warm days in Mondstadt were almost always pleasantly warm except when they refused to be pleasant. Shiho's limbs were pleasantly sore after a sparring match with one of the Knights of Favonius. While she utilized a bow and could keep a considerable distance between herself and her target, the same could not be said for the poison she throws at them. The possibility of being blind sided or backstabbed was quite real, so she tried to rectify that.
Her shooting could use some improvement, yes, but she could also develop some self-defense skills in the meantime.
But by Archons, it was stuffy. And Shiho was parched.
"Ugh... A cold drink would be nice..."
"Hmm... It would, wouldn't it?"
Nearly jumping a foot into the air, Shiho whirled around to see Captain Kaeya grinning at her. She was envious of how fresh he looked, while she was likely sweating bullets from her back. "How are you not hot in those clothes?"
Kaeya shrugged. "Perhaps it's an effect of my Vision." He walked ahead of her, descending the stairs. "Either way, I do know of something else that is cold and refreshing."
"Smooth," she chuckled. "But if it's the Angel's Share we're going to, I'll have to pass." Apple cider sounded good, but she was not in the mood for something tangy.
"Why, who would think of drinking in broad daylight?"
"Really Captain. Really?"
He laughed. "I jest. I jest. But I've heard that the Cat's Tail is offering a special dairy drink today. It's apparently called a milkshake. Perhaps you would like to accompany me in trying it out?"
Shiho tried not to read too much into it. She tried not to look at it as a date. Kaeya was naturally charming and he would invite anyone, say Lisa or Jean, the same way he had just invited her.
(Except thay was a lie cause Lisa would electrocute him and he respected Jean too much to act like this. Maybe Rosaria then?)
"As long as you don't try to lace it with alcohol," she said instead; earning a laugh from Kaeya again.
"No promises."
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Fun fact: my husband loves this vanilla poundcake milkshake from one of the ice cream parlors we used to go on dates to. Unfortunately it closed down long before the pandemic started. :(
#genshin impact#genshin impact kaeya#genshin impact oc#genshin impact female oc#genshin impact kaeya x oc#genshin impact kaeya x female oc#may prompts
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Spirit
Posting day 25 now cause I was late for 24 which y'all can find here.
The usual disclaimer applies.
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This was stupid.
Wuwang Hill was an eerie place to be at but it certainly did not harbor "evil spirits" as the foolish humans at the entrance claimed. Xiao did not understand the concept of this 'test of courage'.
"Humans are such foolish creatures," he remarked as he saw one of the participants: a woman and a man, holding onto each other for dear life.
"Hush you'll ruin the immersion."
"There is nothing here to immerse myself with. If you have time to engage in frivolous activities like these then I certainly don't."
You shushed him again. "I couldn't find Chongyun and if this turns out to be an actual evil spirit, I might not be able to handle it on my own."
Xiao had heard of the young exorcist of Liyue but like most things with mortals, he did not particularly care. What he did care about was the thought that you would need help from him.
"Hmph." He said, but his heart felt as light as air; much like when he heard the soothing tones of Venti's dihua flute.
#genshin impact#genshin impact xiao#genshin impact reader insert#genshin impact traveler#genshin impact xiao x you#that test of courage thing hasn't gone out of business yet#may prompts
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