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love-archon · 3 years

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A Poem For You

Fleeting romances in the court of the Raiden Shogun, whose reign stands eternally still...

Spring - 春

"In Naniwa Bay, now the flowers are blossoming. After lying dormant all winter, now the spring has come..."

-Wani of Baekje

• The old tales warn of kitsune: yokai that take on forms of handsome men and beautiful women to play tricks on the unsuspecting humans. When they are careless, however, their disguises slip, and one can see a tail or two poking out from under their robes.

• Or, in the case of your soldiers' archery instructor, Gorou, a pair of large, fluffy ears emerging from his hair.

• There are whispers of a general in the rebel army far in the mountains, who has the features of a fox spirit and the slyness to match. Thankfully, the army lacks valuable intel to proceed, and cannot move forward without the use of spies.

• You blink and, in a shimmer like dust on sun-baked earth, the ears are gone. The gentle afternoon breeze rustles the leaves, and he nocks his arrow and lets it fly.

• Perhaps you were simply imagining things?

• Gorou, who guides his trainees with a strong, reliable hand, steady as stone,

• Gorou, who splits arrows in half as they fly, vowing to protect you always,

• Gorou, who smiles fondly at you as you walk through the gardens of your estate, holding your parasol to veil you from the sun, would never betray you or the great shogun. Would he?

• One warm spring night, where the dew still drips from the sakura flowers, he sits with you on the rooftops. His round lazuli eyes meet yours, and he tells you, truthfully, that he'll be leaving soon. Won't you join him?

• Your heart stirs to agree, but you respond that you cannot abandon your duties to your family, or to the shogun. He looks disappointed, but gets up from his seat, telling you that he accepts your decision. “If you ever change your mind,” he begins, but stops when the look in your eyes makes it clear you can’t.

• But you didn't know that "soon" meant now.

• Papers stolen from your family's most secret rooms are rolled up in his hands. His plain clothes melt away to reveal the uniform of the rebel army. The foxlike ears you thought were a dream now rest on his head, clear as day.

• Most striking of all, however, are the nine tails shimmering behind him- the mark of a fox spirit that’s accumulated centuries of magic.

• Your eyes can’t quite catch the way he leaves, and you’re not sure exactly when you became alone in the night with the flowers.

• Or if you’d imagined the saddened way he said goodbye.

Summer - 夏

"The spring has passed, and the summer comes again;

For the white robes are spread to dry on the Mount of Kaguyama."

-Empress Jitoh

• You do not know who keeps sending these letters, despite your best efforts. Only that they must be a refined noble of high status and excellent taste.

• Each cut of paper, beautifully bound, is dyed the right color to match the season. They are appropriately adorned with fresh sprigs of plants from the sender's garden, or tied with a luxurious ribbon of patterned silk. Lavish scents drift off the pages in a perfume that's sweet and light.

• Oh, and the words.

• The appearance of these gifts pale in comparison to the contents. The mysterious admirer has learned the alphabet borrowed from Liyue, and the complex brush strokes are applied with just the right deftness that each kanji character shines.

• Your beauty is eternal, they proclaim, like unmelting snow on summer mountains, and strikes the heart like a bolt of lightning. In your luminous eyes, the ideal of your god has been met- a thousand times over...

• As dizzyingly romantic as it is, one thing gives you pause, as you lift your own brush to write your reply.

• "Your god," it says. Not mine.

• Who would know the secret etiquette of the court so intimately, to the point that other suitors' letters paled in comparison... and not worship the immaculate Raiden Shogun, much less take an interest in you?

• Then you are sent in your clan head's place to deal with the troublesome Fatui that have slipped past your nation's defenses, and you find your answer then. Their leader wears the traditional attire of a traveling nobleman, and wields his weapon with aristocratic grace.

• His underlings fall rather quickly under your hand, but he himself is annoyingly persistent. He darts out of the way of your attacks, but it takes all your power to stop his from striking true.

• You do not get his name, only his face- fair and clean and luminous, with delicate features twisted in cruel amusement.

• It’s a shame that you must marr it with your blade, but what can be done?

• Then, he glides past you, close enough to whisper in your ear, and completes the poem no one has seen but you.

Autumn - 秋

"Even in the age of almighty gods unheard of;

The waters of Tatsuta are dyed in crimson red."

-Lord Ariwara-no-Narihira

• It is time for the great procession- an event of fanfare and decadence, where you and your family must travel from your ancestral home to the domain of the immortal shogun to display your wealth.

• Despite the excitement surrounding the occasion, you know quite well it is nothing more than a way to maintain control over the lords of Inazuma.

• But no expense must be spared if it means preserving your reputation. If it means that no other family dares question your wealth. Not in travel, not in housing arrangements, not in entertainment, not in the hired guards to protect you on your long and arduous journey.

• And so, after you pay the Kaedehara clan the exorbitant sum they demand, they give you twenty able-bodied samurai under their command... including Kazuha, their youngest son.

• The servant girls- and some of the boys- traveling with you blush when he passes, observing his lithe form and gentle eyes and striking, pale blond hair. One streak of red is visible there, calling to mind a sole maple leaf in autumn.

• Kazuha does not join in the other samurai's revelry. While they cheerfully indulge in the food and drink provided to them on the journey, and boast of their prowess when the time comes to fight bandits hiding on the path, he remains silent and alone, his eyes only on his collection of handwritten poems.

• (And, when you aren’t looking, they shyly flit to you before looking away.)

• In the end, however, Kazuha is the only one who actually bests a bandit in combat.

• Late at night, when the others are sleeping off the wine, large shadows flit past the trees. The bandit clans in the area thrive during this time, like hunters when beasts migrate in droves. They're confident that this traveling party will be easy prey.

• But one thief approaches too rashly, too quickly, and one crimson eye opens to meet him.

• Kazuha drifts from one opponent to another like a leaf falling from its branch, carried by strong winds. And yet, none of them can touch him. One after another, each man collapses with a sharp cry, only their silhouettes visible in the darkness.

• In the morning, the traveling party awakens to see fifty-some criminals tied up and piled up in a heap, and bursts into laughter. As the other samurai are still hung over, it’s clear who was responsible for this.

• Yes, Kaedehara-kun is a wonderful samurai. Skillful, composed, brave. And an excellent companion to have by one’s side, if one is lucky enough to have met him.

• It was quite the shock to learn that he would later flee the islands, sailing onward to the Land of Contracts aboard the ship of a pirate lord.

• But if anyone had the strength of mind to defy the gods- wouldn’t it be him?

Winter - 冬

"In winter, the early mornings. It is beautiful indeed when snow has fallen during the night, but splendid too when the ground is white with frost..."

-Sei Shonagon

• Lady Ayaka is one of your closest friends, with your families being in a partnership for centuries. You have fond memories of playing together in the snow, with cranes flying overhead in the white sky.

• You know her secrets, and she knows yours. Nothing is kept between you- this is how you survive in a court of treachery and lies.

• So when she passes by in a sunlit hallway, you hear a whisper that shocks you to the core. Smooth silver hair floats past your sight, quiet as snow, and just as fleeting. But you must collect yourself quickly, for spies may lurk behind any silken screen.

• You will be betrothed to Kamisato Ayato, your dear friend's older brother, in ten day's time.

• As close as you are to Ayaka, Ayato has always been a shadow flitting in the corner of your sight, being too busy with his duties to see you. So his visage- to you- is as featureless as a field of snow.

• After all the romance novels you've read, it's difficult to accept marrying a man you've never spoken with, but... what can be done? You can only hope that Lord Ayato is kind and treats you well.

• But... what if he isn’t?

• Lady Ayaka would never speak ill of her brother. In fact, no noblewoman would even consider such a notion, even if it were true. Good appearances, on every level, are more important to nobles than gold.

• But all the same, you’ve seen the ladies of the court who are trapped in loveless homes like birds in cages. How their smiles are painted on, how their laughs ring hollow and empty, how they glance longingly to the world outside, beyond the lavish court that hides them here.

• Your gaze drifts towards the harbor, where the water shimmers with light. You could run away, too. To the eastern mountains, where your former archery teacher hides with his fellow rebels- although to do that would invoke the shogun's wrath. Or, riskier still, follow Kazuha's path to the harbor, and chase him on to Liyue...

• “Young Lord Kamisato is waiting for you,” a servant says, breaking you from your thoughts, and bowing hastily before you can meet her eyes. The servant across from her does the same as the paper doors slide open, and they do not rise as you walk through.

• This room is airy and spacious, of course. Wind from opened windows seems to sigh as it passes over you and beyond, and you can smell flowers from the garden carried in from the breeze. How strange... even a garden that you played in countless times seems completely new and unfamiliar.

• Gracefully, soundlessly, Ayato emerges from behind his ornate screen. Power and elegance flows from his every movement. And at last, you dare to look at what you have never seen before.

• You look at his face, finally revealed before you, like translucent ice giving way to the land beneath the white...

• And gasp.

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Author's Notes

Wani of Baekje: Each opening quote is a poem by a famous Japanese author, but Wani was a scholar visiting from Ancient Korea!

Great procession: Known in Japan as sankin kotai. Powerful lords were forced to spend massive amounts of money to travel from their homes to the shogun's castle and back; in this way, the shogun was able to keep them on an efficiently tight leash.

#genshin impact x reader #kazuha kaedehara x reader #scaramouche x reader #gorou x reader #inazuma

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love-archon · 3 years

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Thank you, Rulaine! :D

Tagging anyone who would like to join ☺️

Starting a new post cuz it was too long so!! Thanks @fairyblue-alchemist for the tag!

Rules: google/search (your name) + (favorite color) + the word "aesthetic", save the first 4 photos that come up and you have a moodboard! Then tag friends and mutuals :)

Ok so there's actually this owl called "athene noctua" and... I think it's my new favorite animal djhfhfjsdjfb

I'm gonna tag @test-tube @unknown-hilichurl (sorry for tagging you guys so much 😅😅😅) @sevarix-writes and anyone else that wants to give it a try!!

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love-archon · 3 years

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Sweating b/c my writing about Kazuha has the most notes and it's the one I fear is extremely ooc 😅

#sorry kazuha I just wanted to write some flowery prose and you were the victim in it haha

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love-archon · 3 years

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Whew, it's done! Tumblr didn't let me post this for HOURS so I'm laid out haha

#Not gonna lie... if I had to have a schedule like what I described EVERY DAY I'd disintegrate #I am definitely not qixing material 😂

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love-archon · 3 years

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A Day With The Genshin Characters: Liyue Edition

Today's going to be a busy day! Check your planner for who you'll be meeting with- as one of the esteemed members of the Liyue Qixing, you cannot afford to be late to any appointment.

• 6:00, Ningguang: Morning Tea

Although you say you love your job, waking up at un-archonly hours has to be the part you like the least. Even getting up at five in the morning, the hour when tigers prowl, is still not enough time to prepare for a meeting with the Tianquan. You rush around frantically choosing the best outfit, fragrance, and hair arrangement to present yourself to Lady Ningguang, and you're halfway out the door when it hits you- you forgot to bring a gift with you!

"Right on time," Ningguang says, pleased. You smile, hoping she won't hear your heart beating from anxiety. "And what a lovely present, too... is there any doubt you were appointed as one of the seven Qixing?" (You can't tell if it's her rare praise, or the sheer altitude you're at within the Jade Chamber, that's making your head spin).

• 7:00, Keqing: Business Meeting

You barely have time to rest before Keqing whisks you away to Yuehai Pavilion. You're very close friends, and you admire the girl for her tenacity and diligence. The conversation flows easily as you walk to your destination under a cloudless sky. It's a wonderfully sunny moment, but the moment the doors lock, you mean business. In the next two hours, you conquer matters that would normally take days to resolve, and the two of you exchange grins.

"There we go!" Keqing breathes a sigh of relief, pushing away the last stack of papers. She holds up her hand, and you high-five. "You know, I like how easily you keep up with me. You even caught mistakes I would have missed... things like this make me even more certain Liyue is better off in human hands."

• 9:00: Check In With Ganyu

With such a hectic schedule, Ganyu is your saving grace. It's always important to check in with her, just to make sure nothing you have planned catches you by surprise, and sometimes you wonder why others rarely do the same. She's quite lonely, and often mentions how nice it is that you speak with her every day and bring her gifts to help with work. It may be part of your job to be courteous, but... it does help her feel less lonely and conflicted with herself.

"Qingxin flowers? Thank you so much." She accepts them gratefully, smiling at you with warm eyes. "I still have that new stationery you gave me, too. You're so kind for remembering the things I like!"

• 9:30: Talk to Beidou

The tea in the Jade Chamber was just a front for Ningguang to spring a request on you- meet with the captain of the Crux Fleet to discuss her... recent smuggling habits. But Beidou merely laughs heartily when you arrive. A crewmate tosses her a sack of Mora, and she slits it open, letting the payment shower over you in a spray of gold. And then, before you know what's happening, you're roped into helping them find a treasure rumored to be lost beneath the waves.

"So, Ningguang though sending her star diplomat would get me to let up, huh!" You blush, wondering how you could be so easy to read under her ruby eye. "I was impressed by your words, and how well you fought by my side. But the annoyance of the Liyue Qixing is of no concern to me."

• 12:00, Tartaglia: TEACH HIM A LESSON!

As the member of the Qixing that oversees diplomacy and foreign relations, it's you that must meet with the Fatui Harbinger. He's quite good at playing pretend- all your underlings believed he was a naive, careless young man, and easily manipulated, too. And all of them ended up suppressing the urge to break something after they were done conversing with him. On your honor as one of Liyue's seven stars, you vow to not make their mistakes.

"You're asking why I don't try to drive you mad?" he said, setting down his fork. You'd caved in and given him one after watching him struggle with chopsticks for far too long. "You're the only one who isn't a bore to talk to, that's all-" so this was on purpose?!- "and besides, I want to challenge you to a fight afterwards! Your vision's getting quite dusty from neglect, comrade. Let's fix that!"

• 2:00, Yanfei: Discussion of Legal Matters

Yanfei's counsel is an invaluable treasure. Especially when dealing with an opponent as vicious as Snezhnaya's Fatui, who deserve to have her wrath unleashed upon them. You walk to her office with a gleam in your eyes, and are delighted to see an equal fire already blazing in hers. For the next few hours, you two take the "suggestions" Tartaglia passed on from the Northland Bank and scheme on how to best tear them to shreds with the law.

"That man-childe's been giving you trouble again, huh," she giggles. "What did he come up with this time~? I've been waiting for an excuse to bring out the latest edition of my lawbook!" And with that, Yanfei slams it down, and the sheer weight of it nearly cracks her desk. "He won't know what hit him!"

• 4:00: Free Time

Of course, "free time" simply means that you have no meetings scheduled for this hour, which lets you adequately prepare for the next day's events. Tomorrow is your appointment with the Feiyun Commerce Guild, which you already know will require great patience and strength of mind. Because the head of the guild, and his eldest son, the future head, are- to put it mildly- not very bright... it's fortunate, then, that the second son Xingqiu has a good head on his shoulders.

"Tomorrow, you should go straight to me instead," Xingqiu informs you cheerily, handing you a popsicle. Apparently, he keeps them around for his friend Chongyun, who's off to complete another exorcism. "I'll be sure to set everything in order." His eyes gleam. "And then, I can tell you the latest developments in 'A Legend of Sword'!"

• 5:00: Catch Xinyan's Concert!

Liyue's one and only rock musician isn't hard to find, thanks to the designated performance spots scattered around the city. You stop by at the raised platform where she's rocking out, where other people are listening as well. Xinyan strikes a peace sign in the air, and her vision glows with energy before the stage erupts with pillars of fire; her audience bursts into cheers and applause, and she's beaming as she leaps down to meet you.

"Wait, seriously? You really changed up the rules a lil' so it'll be easier for me to hold concerts here?" Her eyes shine as they scan the papers- one of the many results of your work today in Yuehai. "Thank you so much! Wait-" she picks up her guitar again, giving it an experimental riff. "Let me think up a quick song for ya as thanks- I insist!"

• 6:00: Wangsheng Funeral Parlor

Lately, you've been sent particularly determined requests from the other nations about allowing tourists to observe the ancient funeral rites. You already know the answer's gonna be a hard no, but the laws written by Rex Lapis state that you must check with the director anyway. She's not there when you arrive, so a consultant, Zhongli, brings you tea while you wait for her. You sit together in the fading sun, waiting for Hu Tao's familiar song to rise above the hill.

Zhongli takes a quiet sip from his cup, closing his luminous eyes. "Although it was Rex Lapis who created the laws, they are not meant to be set in stone. Humans must revise the contract as they see fit, so that it will not erode with the passage of time." Something makes you feel as though it's more significant to him than you know. Then, he smiles slightly. "But, just looking at the people leading the way in his absence, like you... there's no need for me to worry."

• 8:00: Dinner; Request Chef Xiangling

The Wanmin Restaurant, run by Chef Mao and his daughter, is a breath of fresh air. While the rest of Liyue is divided between the "Li" and "Yue" styles of cooking, Xiangling pays the conflict no mind. Instead, she's not afraid to be daring and experiment, blazing ahead without worrying about what others think. You can see some similarities between her and Keqing, but it's best not to mention it after that disastrous banquet they organized together...

"Had a rough day, didn't you?" Xiangling asks, her golden eyes twinkling as she hands you the steaming hot bowl. "Well, for you, I made sure to prepare your favorite dish! I hope you don't mind if I added a lizard or two this time- I'm kidding!" she adds quickly, upon seeing alarm flash across your face.

• 9:00: Return Home

After everything that happened, you're eager to collect the reports from your subordinates and head home to draft new revisions for Tianquan Ningguang to look over (and then, hopefully, get some rest). But as you're walking on the path to your neighborhood, you spot a little girl sitting in the grass, clutching her head. Alarm rises in your chest as you rush over to see what's wrong, and why she's alone- only to realize with a start that she's the child that returned from the dead.

"Thank you for taking Qiqi back to Bubu Pharmacy," she says, reading solemnly from her notebook (where the entire thank-you script is written). Even when you set her down, she's still reading the pieces of paper. "Will you tell Dr. Baizhu where I got lost? Please and thank you, again."

• 10:00: Sleep

In the end, you never did get to those revisions. You can hear your fellow Qixing scolding you in your head, but at least you got plenty of other things done; the well-oiled machine that is Liyue will still keep running on thanks to the tasks you accomplished today. Someday, even the adepti will have to acknowledge the ability of humans... you turn in your bed to feel the coolness of the other side. Speaking of adepti... the night air coming in... reminds you of... "Xiao..."

"I thought you were in danger," the adeptus huffs. The moment you said his name, you'd finally fallen asleep, but it still brought Xiao to you- balanced on the windowsill, hair waving in the breeze. "Still... I'm... glad that you're alright," he admits, glancing at you to make sure you're not awake to hear. "Rest well, bright star of Liyue." And then, with a sound like a sigh- or was it the wind?- he's gone.

#genshin imagines #zhongli x reader #childe x reader #ningguang x reader #beidou x reader #xiao x reader #genshin scenarios

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love-archon · 3 years

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love-archon · 3 years

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Shoulder Angel

Summary: Genshin boys as your guardian angel and demon ^^

Zhongli and Childe

• Morax is literally the name of a demon.

• He appears before you on the eve of your contract, sharply dressed in elegant (and form-fitting) clothes, and calmly states his name and titles: a president of hell, overseer of thirty demonic legions, and provider of knowledge of astrology and stone.

• There's a long silence after he's done, as though he's waiting for something... or someone. Then Morax awkwardly clears his throat, and that's when the angel comes crashing in.

• "Be not afraid!" he announces, picking himself up from the floor. You aren't yet sure why you should be afraid of a skinny white boy with orange hair, but you suppose it's just something all angels say.

• You didn't get the angel's name, but when your friends come over and see the two very attractive men in your house that previously weren't there before, he's quick to spin a lie about him being a family friend of yours, Ajax, who's staying with you for an indefinite amount of time.

• Morax is less accustomed to lying on the spot, latching onto Ajax's story and introducing himself as Zhongli... another family friend. Who also coincidentally happens to be staying with you, yes.

• To be honest, Zhongli is nicer to hang out with than Ajax. He is knowledgeable about many things, and recounts grand historical events as though they happened yesterday. His deep, velvety-smooth voice has you unconsciously hanging on to his every word.

• But no matter how civil and friendly he is, take care not to forget what he's really here for. Morax takes contracts seriously, and although he refuses to outright lie, he still wants you to sign the second contract- one that gives him the legal right to claim your soul when you die.

• (Your saving grace is that even though he's not willing to play dirty, the angel certainly is).

• Meanwhile, you're pretty sure that if you make one wrong step when you're out with Ajax, he'll be fired for not protecting you properly. He's always itching for a fight or chasing the thrilling high that comes with danger some other way. But if anyone dares threaten you, he’s immediately at your side, ready to defend you if they come any closer.

• Sometimes, when his focus slips, you see his true form underneath the human glamor- hulking, plated with armor, and a pearlescent wheel for an eye- and suddenly his "be not afraid" line makes much more sense, and terrifyingly so.

• It's never visible for more than a second before Ajax is back, with his lean build and countable freckles and two eyes as blue as the deepest sea, smiling at you reassuringly and pretending nothing happened.

• He trusts you enough to not intervene when you're around Zhongli, because as far as he's concerned, your soul might as well be in Ajax’s palm. But he still delights in tormenting the lesser demons that appear near you, drawn by Morax's power- summoning blades of holy water to easily tear them to shreds.

• What? Just because he's a guardian angel doesn't mean he has to be nice.

Scaramouche and Kazuha

• In the window of time when summer turns to fall, and maple leaves change from green to shades of red, Kazuha comes to you.

• Kazuha is the perfect angel.

• He knows the hidden language of nature, guiding you away from treacherous storms and lightning strikes. Traveling with him means you can sleep safely under the stars without a care, and he's always there with a wise saying or elegant poem that reminds you to do the right thing.

• Although he sounds a little old-fashioned when he speaks, his soft voice and gentle, kind eyes persuade you to listen anyway.

• He's sweet and calm, but always ready to faithfully defend you from evil with his heavenly sword.

• Which is why it vexes him when there's one ancient evil, reeking of ozone, that he just can't seem to exorcise.

• You can't get a real name out of him- he's too spiteful and cunning to ever reveal it to you. It's either Balladeer, or Skirmisher, 散兵, or Scaramouche, which sounds the most like a name instead of a title. So Scaramouche is what you call him... for now.

• He doesn't bother trying to tempt you into anything, and seems determined to hang around you only to be a nuisance. It deeply irritates Kazuha, which only encourages Scaramouche more.

• Then one day he realizes that making you flustered isn't just fun, but also drives the angel up the walls.

• Like a new favorite toy, he quickly figures out what gets the best reactions out of you, but is smart enough to know when to stop before he goes too far. He always does it when Kazuha does something particularly cute or nice to you, dragging your attention away from him.

• Even so, your guardian angel has faith that in the end, you'll do the right thing.

• "I know you'll make the correct choice," Kazuha says to you, smiling gently. The fading light of the sun softens his features even more, making them shine like gold.

• "I know you'll make the correct choice," Scaramouche mockingly drawls, and the air suddenly grows chilly and hums with static. His icy finger draws a line down your arm, making you flinch from the cold. "After all, I'm much better than that angel, right?"

Venti and Xiao

• You're thrown off at first by the angelic wings and snarling mask, respectively. But make no mistake-

• No matter how cute he may be, Barbatos is a duke of hell, who delights in speaking in riddles and encourages you to laze around and procrastinate when you really shouldn't. He jokingly invites you to share a drink with him, and is only stopped by a firm "no" or Xiao appearing behind him with glowing green eyes and a warning growl.

• And despite Xiao sighing in exasperation whenever he has to get you out of trouble, he always appears by your side to defend you wherever you're in danger- you only need speak his name.

• It’s no secret that beneath his distant exterior, Xiao has a soft spot for you, and cares for your wellbeing even if the things humans do mystify him at times.

• Surprisingly, the two of them get along with each other, when Barbatos isn't trying to pull you into one of his schemes ("Barbatos sounds so mean," he whined once, after being scolded by the both of you. "You should call me Venti instead!")

• Xiao had a different name, once, when he was forced to serve a false and evil god. He refuses to speak of it with you, so don't try, but sometimes, late at night, the illusions over his skin come undone, and you’re sad to see just how much damage has been done in his years of servitude.

• You only know that one day, someone came along and freed him, giving him his new name. He refuses to talk about that person either, although it sounds like they're not with him anymore.

• But being granted freedom didn’t remove the agony inflicted on him, and it was Venti’s song that saved him from being consumed by pain. He secretly dreams of being able to dance to that music again, unburdened by his debts. And although he may never admit it, being with you gives him the same lightness in his heart.

• Venti doesn't care about trying to get the upper hand on Xiao or anything. He believes that humans should always have the freedom to choose without outside influence, anyway.

• But sometimes, just to mess with him, he transforms into what must be his real form: a tiny, fairy-like creature dressed in white. He floats around you like a ball of dandelion fluff in a spring breeze, and cutely nuzzles your cheek to make you laugh.

• Then he throws Xiao a smug look when you're not looking, and the guardian's shaky grip on his polearm nearly makes it crack.

#genshin imagines #zhongli x reader #childe x reader #kazuha x reader #scaramouche x reader #venti x reader #xiao x reader #genshin scenarios #my writing

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love-archon · 3 years

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[genshin impact] Four beauties of Liyue

(prints available here)

#ohh my god this is gorgeous #ninggaung #beidou #xinyan #ganyu

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love-archon · 3 years

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Genshin Boys With an Immortal S/O

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Characters: Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Zhongli, Xiao x gn! Immortal!Reader

Type/Genre: Bulleted headcanons, angst, hurt/comfort

Warnings: Mentions of death.

A/N: I was very heavily inspired by 🌈 anon and since they made me cry I’m gonna make all u cry as well

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#I'm screaming I'm crying this shattered me to literal pieces #the quiet reverence from the first three boys but the sadness is ever present #and even the immortal ones are still bittersweet #this reads like it was written by someone smiling but barely holding back tears #Diluc only knowing impermanence while you're cursed with only permanence #Kaeya letting someone who's supposed to be an enemy so close to his heart #Childe swearing to live healthier and take care of himself!!! yes!!!!#Zhongli being overjoyed about staying by your side for all eternity... or at least as long as it lasts.... 🥺#XIAO WILLING TO ENDURE PAIN JUST TO BE WITH YOU #absolutely god tier writing #fic recs

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Those Who Rule The Mortal World

Summary: An au where the non-archon boys are archons! The reader has the traveler’s role in this. ^_^

*Scaramouche is being his entitled self in here and I apologize

Diluc

• Mondstadt has its rumors about the Darknight Hero, valiantly protecting the people from the shadows. It also, of course, has ancient legends of the Pyro Archon who drove away the old aristocracy with brimstone and fire.

• Who would've guessed that those stories overlapped?

• Much like Morax, Diluc keeps to himself in his game of playing human, pretending to be a mere bartender at the Angel's Share- at least by day. He mixes drinks without a word as the little green bard sings of how the nation's archon set the Lawrence Clan leader's wig aflame, while his patrons roar with laughter.

• His companion is a falcon who never leaves his side, and seems to sigh in exasperation when he discusses the Knights of Favonius (he'll hold back his complaints, at least for Vennessa's sake).

• Dvalin, Stormterror, calls to mind a different kind of storm- forest fires that decimate trees and grasslands, burning away in a haze of orange and red- but when it's over, nature can regrow anew.

• That is what Diluc believes when he faces his old friend again, when the fire-breathing dragon is under the sway of the abyss. He reaches out his hand the way he did so long ago, and trusts that their once-neglected bond can thrive again.

• And, thanks to your help, it does.

• Barbatos of living fire has been tending to this nation with a silent, protective hand, to the point where the residents joke that his absence isn't caused by laziness, but simply shyness. He's resigned to the teasing and his duty, accepting that it'll last forever.

• Sadly, it all comes to an end when Diluc lays waste to the Fatui that challenged the Darknight Hero, only for La Signora to rip his powers away in retribution.

• Even so, he refuses to let this stand in his way of preserving the city's freedom, and tells you this as you watch the city together from afar, the wind making the leaves sigh and flutter.

Your gaze is met by bloodred eyes, looking back at you with a powerful intensity. Diluc crosses his arms. "You think I cannot watch over my nation, now that my gnosis is gone? Hmph. I'll defend Mondstadt with my last breath." And you too, rests on his lips- but that, he cannot say just yet.

Xiao

• When the day comes to relinquish his godhood, he's all too eager to say yes.

• Centuries before, he shaped Liyue with an expert roll of his fingers- the way a sculptor lovingly builds with clay- and blew the clouds that hang above the land in place with a delicate breath. It's said it's because of his guiding hand that Liyue has the airy, graceful aura it has today.

• But what great civilizations haven't been built on blood? On death? On a terrible price that must be paid by all?

• He is their respected Anemo archon. He is also a scary story to keep children in bed at night. It all depends on which mask Xiao chooses to don- the youthful, porcelain face of a human man, or the scowling visage of a demon carved in jade.

• And though the disguise can be locked away, hidden from prying eyes, the memories will never leave him. He's haunted by the things he's done. The endless karmic debt he's accumulated drags him down like a sinking ship.

• Indeed, the God of Contracts not paying the price for something so great is simply unimaginable.

• But what if he was relieved of his duties? What if he no longer held sway over contracts- what then?

• He is uninterested in a grand scheme to test the people, seeing it as a complete insult to the intelligence of Liyue. But, at his adeptus Zhongli's insistence, he stages one nevertheless.

• Xiao is torn as he sees the people cry out in terror. When his old enemy resurfaces, even as a shadow of his former self, it's all he can do not to grab his weapon and fight. But in the end, Liyue proves itself, like a child that's finally grown, showing that it no longer needs his help.

• The contract to end all contracts is sealed, and Xiao breathes for the first time in hundreds of years.

"It is as they say," he said, the wind tousling his hair. In the golden light of the setting sun, he still looks immeasurably divine. And so do you, in Xiao's eyes. "The days of gods and adepti are over. Perhaps now, I... I can rest."

Scaramouche

• This INSUFFERABLE bastard

• Little is known about Baal, the god of eternity. His stories all seem to obscure him behind a thin, silken screen, with only a lithe and shadowy figure watching balefully from behind it. But all accounts agree on two things: his distant, glasslike beauty-

• And his horrible, capricious temper.

• The route to Inazuma is made even more difficult, if that's even possible- no one enters, no one leaves, without lightning slashing their ships in half.

• And while the people suffer and fight for their lives, he sits in his gilded palace, calling for more dancers, more music, more feasts, gloating about his perfect form that will never deteriorate or die.

• Nevertheless, you and your team arrive in the closed-off lands with a bang, and he is less than pleased. The samurai assigned to guard the borders are all put to death, but he cannot rest until the interlopers themselves are brought to him to be punished as well.

• Read: his pride cannot rest.

• His remaining forces, out of desperation, manage to capture you- unaware that it's all part of a plan you created with the rebellion leaders. The archon holds a spectacle in the capital, taunting your allies to get a rise out of them.

• You simply stay quiet, pretending to be meek and afraid when necessary, focusing on the mission above all else. He may not suspect you, for now, but he still notices how you never truly bend to his will.

• It's the first time in a long time that he's encountered this up close. It's now a race as you try to subtly search for records of his plans and he tries to trap you in the gilded cage he calls his palace, in an attempt to have what's out of his reach at last.

• If you're tempted to let out an exasperated "oh my god," don't. At least, not when he's within earshot.

Lilac eyes narrow in amusement at your words, and soft lips curl into a cruel grin. "Yes, I am your god," the Electro Archon cooes, tilting your chin up with slender fingers that grip too hard for your comfort. "The others may crumble in time, but I am Baal, the eternal one!"

Childe

• They say it's difficult to find water in Snezhnaya that's not frozen over, or falling to earth as snowflakes instead of rain.

• And yet, the Tsar that rules over the frozen lands wields Hydro blades that sting from the cold and easily cut through flesh.

• It seems unbelievable that a boy touched by the abyss would grow up to serve Celestia. But he's made it clear where his allegiance lies, and how dearly he wants the heavenly thrones destroyed.

• Every gnosis collected by his Harbingers is greedily displayed in his throne room, each one a symbol of just how far his reach can extend. Even if he isn't there in person, he can still drag his fellow gods down to earth, with their godhood left in far more... capable hands.

• Yes, his dreams of world domination is far more tangible the way he is now. The former archon was a sentimental fool, but the new Tsar shall reshape the world.

• He'd get there much faster if it wasn't for your constant interference.

• Sure, he was annoyed at first. But that irritation gives way to curiosity rather quickly.

• He watches your progress through a sphere of water floating before him, kept solid from the sheer cold of the room, and he honestly hasn't been this entertained in decades- perhaps his subordinates aren't pleased he's rooting more for you than them at times, but it's none of his concern.

• When you arrive at his palace at last, his eyes gleam. The power of six elements reside within you- you'll be his most thrilling fight yet. You're just surprised: you were expecting a cold, emotionless leader, not someone who jokes around like a child.

• And after actually meeting him, you can't tell if he truly has a noble reason to topple Celestia, or if he just wants a fight to the death against multiple gods.

• Childe says: why not both?

"Ever considered joining the Fatui, comrade?" That nearly throws you off balance, even as you're going for the final blow. The Tsar remains lighthearted, as if this is a conversation over dinner, even when your blade is pointed at his throat. "As fun as it is crossing blades... I'd much rather you fight by my side."

Kaeya

• Oh, the irony.

• In another life, he was one of the last survivors of Celestia's cruelty.

• But here, now, he enforces the Heavenly Principles that sealed Khaenri’ah's fate in the first place. Whether he likes it or not is a mystery, but he does not dare oppose the divine.

• All you wanted was to leave this war-torn world, hand in hand with the only one dear to you. But an unknown god stands in your path, blocking your way, and with a snap of his fingers seals your twin in fractals of ice and strips away the last of your powers.

• He had a sibling, too, once. Not that he remembers, of course. The way he hesitates when he sees the two of you fight at each other's side is... strange, yes, but you can't question it in the heat of battle.

• It doesn't change the results, anyway. Even if his movements are occasional slowed, they're still much faster than yours. And does it show? Certainly.

• Your attacks don't reach him.

• Your defenses are torn away.

• Cold fear floods your veins like ice as, for once in your impossibly long life, you are hopelessly outclassed.

• Something like guilt flickers across his star-shaped pupils, making you pause, only for you to be trapped as well.

• Those same eyes stare at you in cold disdain before the same ice that trapped your sibling closes over your sight. Your angry tears freeze to your cheeks, and you fall.

• This isn't over, you think, as wind whistles in your ears. You'll find him again. You'll fight him again, and you'll win.

• Perhaps he could hear your thoughts.

• Because as you drop from the sky, a scream tearing your throat for your sibling, you hear his voice as clearly as though he's beside you.

"Sorry to say this, outlander," he purrs amusedly. You hate his smooth, heady voice. "But your journey-" the world darkens, spins- "ends here."

#genshin impact x reader #diluc x reader #xiao x reader #scaramouche x reader #childe x reader #kaeya x reader #diluc ragnvindr #kaeya alberich #my writing

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