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#and natlan also has dragons

sku11s1asher · 3 months

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hi! i loved what you wrote for my request 😭 it was so cute, i didn't really specify it bc i forgot but yeah u did it amazing <33

and yeah u can totally make a part 2! actually i was thinking about it bc i can imagine a meeting between furina and the natlan archon while neuvi and reader are just giving glances to eachother 😭 reader looking like a total meanace but in his mind like "damn he's handsome" almost burning his cheeks and the seat lmao

neuvillette x m! reader (part 1)

note: ngl i feel like i do good at posting then smth with school pops up and i don’t post for like a month.. sorry y’all. also please tell me im not the only one who’s been on and off sick for the past month, rn i have a runny nose and a sore throat AGAIN. i just got over that like, barely 2 weeks ago.

tw: y/n is a bit of a weirdo with his thoughts since he doesn’t understand anything w/ love, internal homophobia (not really but kinda?), y/n is all over the place

After centuries of fighting, killing, and not showing emotions to anyone, all that can end because of a guy with beautiful long hair. The more y/n thinks about it, the more embarrassed he gets. He’s known for being a fearless and intimidating warrior, just for that whole facade to disappear just over a man out of all things.

This whole scenario came into place because his nation archon just had to have a meeting with Fontaine's archon, Furina, at least y/n thinks that’s her name. The meeting consisted of figuring out how to make the justice system within Natlan better and a way to make transportation easier between the two nations. y/n didn’t pay attention to the little details, he was only there to ‘protect’ his archon and make sure things went smoothly.

However, he didn’t realize that the other archon would be bringing a guest with her until a day before the meeting. It did tick y/n off a little bit that he would get notified so late but does it really matter? All y/n is doing is protecting and making sure everything doesn’t go south.

Well, it did go a bit south, as soon as Furina's guest arrived, y/n's mouth went dry. That man did things to him that he didn’t even know could happen. Maybe it was the long hair on the other man that made y/n feel warm inside, it definitely couldn’t have been the slight scent he had. No, definitely not.

Okay, y/n takes that back, he feels like he’s getting intoxicated by the proximity of the other male. It wasn’t hard to figure out that the guest, was a dragon, all it took was a quick look and a secret deep breath to figure it out. He had it figured out, his body wasn’t used to being by another dragon, and he hadn’t seen one in what, centuries? This feeling would go away in maybe 20 minutes, hopefully.

20 minutes later and y/n feels like he’s going to light the whole place on fire. His whole body feels like it’s melting, and to no one’s surprise, it’s all due to the long-haired man in front of him. The stranger might genuinely be the hottest person y/n has ever seen in his entire life. That long hair makes y/n want to run his fingers through it, maybe brush it, but that might be a bit too much to think about.

Once y/n saw the man look at him, he quickly looked away, how embarrassing.. he got caught staring hardcore. He took a deep breath before listening back into the conversation, “Ah, yes, I suppose it would do both nations good to do something like that. Maybe combining a bit of power.” the lovey talk of archons, always talking about power; like it’s the only thing that matters to them.

Power is important though, y/n is in the position he’s in right now because of how powerful he is. In complete honesty, he’s probably too powerful for his own good, only knowing how to use it to protect his nation from people deemed as enemies; even if they aren’t in the public eye. Power rules everything at the end of the day, nothing can function without power.

The more he listens into the conversation, the more he realizes he was glad he was never born as an archon; he’s been around one most of his life and it’s always been boring. Listening in did provide small details though, like the mysterious man’s name.

While y/n was somewhat able to keep his focus off of the other dragon in the room, he managed to not burn anything. But, he had a feeling his archon caught on as they gave him a questionable look; it was a very subtle one that only he could catch onto but it was obvious they knew something. Nothing is going on though, right? The man can’t help it if he gets a bit flustered whenever he remembers Neuvillette is near him.

Gosh, y/n probably looks like a blushed teenager who just confessed to his crush. Well, he at least thought he did. To everyone else though, he looked like he was on guard and was going to fight anyone who even took a step too close to his and the Natlan archon's bubble. y/ns hand accidentally gazed at the chair near him, which caused the leather to burn where his touch was. Good thing no one was looking, right?

y/n couldn’t wait any longer for this meeting to be over, his brain was thinking too many things while he was focusing on every single move everyone else did. It would be overwhelming for anyone who wasn’t trained and as skilled as he was, but that tiny overwhelming feeling didn’t compare to how fast his heart was beating. y/n hoped the other male couldn’t pick up how he was feeling, thankfully Fontaine's archon seemed to be happy with the deal she and the other archon came up with.

In Neuvillette's mind, he could tell that the fire dragon was on edge. He could also tell how much the dragon was staring at him, it was a little nerve-racking. Once Neuvillette caught a glance at the chair that was touched, it made him a bit surprised but he didn’t show it. Maybe he would talk to the other male after the meeting, for work-related things of course!

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rottendollface · 2 years

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Remember me.

Character: Zhongli | Morax.

Warnings: NSFW, female immortal reader, reader is a scientist, reader has a surname (Virchow), death themes, war flashbacks, obsessive behaviour, Zhongli in all 3 forms (human, adeptus (includes 2 cocks), dragon), virginity loss, monsterfucking, oral sex (reader giving and receiving), anal sex, double penetration, cum inflation, tummy bulge, soulmates, memory loss, symbolism, 18+.

A/N: Some canonical things were changed for the sake of the plot. The plot includes times before the Archon war, during it and somewhere 150-200 years after the fall of Khaenri'ah, from the last one goes: 1) Tsaritsa is a young recently ascended Archon; 2) Fatui Organisation and Snezhnaya aren't so developed as they should be.

Word count: 14 330.

Requested by: @stygianoir

Rex Lapis sent the maids out of his chambers. Their figures in colorful dresses made his eyes hurt, and the aroma of their perfume irritated him. He opened a window to get rid of those smells of bergamot and sandalwood oil, the popular novelty from Fontaine which was inspired by Sumeru's mystical nights, by habit showed his forked tongue to check the air and didn't feel the desired jasmine scent mixed with natural body odor. He felt only the bitterness of smoke emitted by numerous factories recently opened in Snezhnaya.

He looked at the tall houses with peeling paint that were unusually dark and inappropriate between the endless white landscape. The milky fog made air thicker than it should be and troubled vision. It was hard to breathe in layers of warm clothes; corners of eyes hurt because the wind made them water, and frost turned the wetness into ice immediately.

Poor suffering lands with poor suffering people. It was impossible to live in Snezhnaya due to lack of sunny days and the Archons who didn't care about their people. The Tsar was a simple tyrant who at least managed to raise his country from its knees and made the life here stable (Rex Lapis didn't want to think about numerous victims of his regime: hunger, epidemics, deportations to the least developed parts of Snezhnaya and many other crimes against humanity were a usual things for the Tsar to perform), and now Tsaritsa, who killed him in a terror attack during his speech on the main square, was busy with other problems and could never find the time for her mortals.

Every Tsaritsa's move on the world stage surprised Rex Lapis: her actions were chaotic and looked like an agony of some wild animal, not a strict policy – she was too young and too naive for this role. He could easily tell: people who served her were greedy to the power she had offered them. Stubborn and stupidly confident in their rightness – bastards, not diplomats.

'What an honor,' Tsaritsa smirked. Pierro, her faithful vassal, was silent but heeded carefully.

'Your sudden expansion of military power couldn't leave me uninterested. I believe you remember the things that happened not so long ago.' Rex Lapis looked at Pierro to illustrate his words with a perfect example. 'Other Archons are confused as well. They want to know the reason you started building factories and enticing the best scientists and engineers to Snezhnaya.'

Rex Lapis didn't care about Snezhnaya and its military, he also didn't see any troubles with Tsaritsa recruiting people of science in her country – the real reason for his visit was much more delicate.

When Rex Lapis had heard about miracle healings in Snezhnaya and the talented healer who was taking care of all the sufferers without fear of getting infected, he knew who they were talking about.

'Snezhnaya deserves to be developed and glorified like Liyue and Fontaine. I'm tired of surviving and being afraid that every day can be the last day of my empire. Your fears aren't my problem. And you,' Her cold eyes pierced Rex Lapis as if she surmised he wanted to steal something from her. 'You are welcomed, but not for a long time. You know, how they say in Natlan: fish and guests smell after three days.'

'As well as they say: fools rush in where angels fear to tread. You should think more about making friends with other Archons and improving trade links, not play a mighty and wise ruler, which you are not. Talking about the main problem of my visit, you gave shelter to my dearest friend that disappeared long ago.' Quickly Rex Lapis changed his tone from affable to menacing. Tsaritsa's boldness wasn't conducive for a long pleasant conversation.

'We don't understand who you are talking about,' Pierro said roughly.

'Then I will give you a hint: she is the owner of the Moon Home.' Rex Lapis felt anger and relief at the same time: he found you finally, the year of his futile searching for your traces had ended, but the situation didn't promise a heart touching reunion.

'When I asked lady Virchow about her homeland she told me she doesn't remember a thing about her past,' Pierro declared, looking at Rex Lapis with a stern look. 'She will stay with us. We treat her with love and appreciation, she did a lot for Snezhnaya and will do even more in the near future. Snezhnaya needs talented people like her.'

Rex Lapis narrowed his eyes: he didn't expect Snezhnayans to rebel, and your surname, which he didn't hear for such a long time, sounded alien to him.

Tsaritsa didn't like the liberty in Pierro's actions. The atmosphere became heavier with every word. Tsaritsa couldn't remember if she had seen Rex Lapis like this before – the aura around him was sinister, and the golden light from pulsating Geo inside his veins was glowing under the black dragon robe.

'You are playing with fire.' Rex Lapis was close to losing composure.

'Maybe she ran away from your dictatorship,' Tsaritsa didn't care about you but couldn't miss the opportunity to tease Rex Lapis while Pierro became nervous: he didn't want to give away such a precious mind. Your scholarly articles were outstanding, just for a couple of months you had invented antibiotics, described deadly parasites and bacterias that were threatening Snezhnaya for centuries, and found the way to cure it. You knew how to heal every disease and built the Moon House – a shelter for everyone who didn't have a place to go and needed help. Orphans, victims of domestic violence, ill and wounded, everyone was welcomed in your house of compassion.

'You will change your mind when I turn your beloved Snezhnaya into the land of the dead.' Rex Lapis looked indefferently at Tsaritsa's bewilderment face; no emotion or compassion hit his cruel heart.

'Are you threatening me because of some girl?' Tsaritsa exclaimed as she didn't expect such vulgar intimidation. 'You better be joking!'

'Xiao,' darkness deepened behind Rex Lapis' back, and the youthful yet strongly built figure appeared in the meeting room of Zapolyarny Palace.

The demon mask covered the face of the man, but the tight convoy guard's grip on the bright jade spear and back haughty straight showed clearly that he was trained to kill at the command, without questions.

The emotionless face but panic in the dull blue eyes; lips pursed. The empress sat on the frozen throne, the crown on her head hurt her skin with sharp crystals, but thick droplets of blood froze in a painful crust in between her neat curly hair. Hoarfrost on the tips of her eyelashes, inside her glass shoes – snow-white lifeless feet. Her body wanted to shake from all the fear she felt, but Tsaritsa sat still, watching small whirls of wind swirling around the head of Xiao's spear.

What happened to the old prudent Geo Archon? You were just a regular human – small and unnecessary for the Archons and Gods, a tool that needed to perform its function and disappear in a scrap. In his time he had met enough men of science; some of them were smarter and more inventive than you, but he didn't care about them. Tsaritsa couldn't believe it was love: Rex Lapis' heart was made of stone, egoism, and ruthlessness. The origin of the warrior craved for violence – someone like him could show only the ugly cynical parody on such a wonderful feeling.

The short knock at the doors sounded thunderous in the stressful silence of the meeting room. Rex Lapis recognized this sound immediately – your elegant fingers were tapping at the wood.

'Your highness,' you made a step into the room, noticed that Tsaritsa wasn't alone. 'Oh, I'm sorry. I will come back later.'

'Fine. And you are?' She looked at you carefully: Geo was stored in your body, but you didn't have a Vision. Belatedly, Tsaritsa understood the reason Rex Lapis needed you so much.

'Virchow, your highness. You called me to examine the kids of the House of the Hearth.' You nodded and glanced at Rex Lapis and his yaksha without interest before leaving the room.

As beautiful as on the day he had met you, you were the same woman Rex Lapis had known for more than two thousand years, but for you he was a stranger, just an Archon of a distant island – your memories were erased, and you forgot everything that happened between you and him.

In the old times, when human civilization was miserable, and innumerable demonic gods were ruling the world, you were traveling around the old Teyvat to spread the knowledge of astronomy and medicine around it. As one of the first scientists you were respected, regular people who didn't have enough patience for meticulous studying were waiting for you to come and teach them a part of your wisdom. Legends and rumors about you crossed the world faster than you expected; you were like a goddess, your skillful hands and care saved a lot of lives, your eloquence attracted everyone to listen to what you were saying. For your dress with long black sleeves that followed you like a forked tail and the fleetingness of your blissful presence, people called you the Swallow lady: lone and earnest, you were bringing happiness and prosperity just like swallows.

Lands of the Lord of Rock were your final destination. Once Rex Lapis turned into a human to ensure your skill and magnanimity: in the form of infirm old man suffering from a terrible disease that disfigured him and made everyone around glance at him with disgust, he came to you, seeking for a cure. You did your best, trying to heal the one who didn't need to be healed: Rex Lapis made it more difficult every day for you to find the right mixture and cause of disease, but you didn't think to give up – you used herbs and mixtures worth of twenty head of cattle, which could keep you comfortable for the rest of your life, but you didn't care about wealth and sacrificed yourself for the patient that needed you. As a God of abundance, Rex Lapis was amazed by your devotion and readiness to abandon the rich life for a person you had seen for the first and probably last time: you could save these herbs for rich patients or sell them for a good price. For that, he showed to you in all his glory: black emperor's robe embroidered with dragon from golden thread, glowing eyes, and Geo, shining inside the veins of his talented hands. He offered you to be his counselor, promised you unrestricted access to the knowledge of Gods, and granted you immortality – he would pledge you everything, only to get a person like you by his side. Rex Lapis wanted you to be a patron saint of his nation, so you accepted his offer: it opened you the opportunities you couldn't even dream about, so both Rex Lapis and you were glad.

As a stargazer, you enjoyed spending your free time watching stars and thinking about the nature of outer space. By your ingenuity, you calculated the shape of the planet, explained the cause of eclipse, and was able to predict the date of the next eclipse — when the battle for the Archon's throne had started, you helped Rex Lapis to win the battle with Osial: the One, who now were laying in the deep, was confused when the sunlight suddenly had gone, so Rex Lapis, who was warned by you, made the decisive blow and pinned Osial to the ocean.

Time was flowing fast when you had a peaceful life with your God and nation, but when the war came into your land, the time stopped, and the whole day seemed to you a year: the old world was melting in hellfire, as it became fragile, miserable, and was deprived of mercy from the Celestial Gods. The sky was red, and the earth was hot and feeble: the whole cities were slowly falling into the devouring deep of flame, fear, and sorrow when their Demonic Gods were dying. You had nothing to fear: everyone was protected under the mighty hand of Rex Lapis, who made allies with adepti and yakshas to protect his people. Not a demon could seek into the sacred land of his; still, he was afraid: the hatred of defeated Gods accumulated in the earth and plagued people with epidemics and natural disasters, so you stayed with injured one to help them, for days you searched for people who went missing. You weren't afraid to step into the fire and worked equally with men to clear away ruins after rockfalls and earthquakes. To help you, Rex Lapis taught you how to manipulate Geo without having a Vision: he held your hand to share with you an elemental energy, just a little part of it – your delicate body couldn't take more without being hurt.

Smoke from battles and fire settled on your clothes and hair, making your eyes hurt. It was hard to breathe, and you were close to faint from lack of clear air – days after days you had spent in this state, praying for Celestia to end the useless war. You tried not to make friends with yakshas and adepti to prevent yourself from crying in case of their death, but tears formed in your eyes every time you had known about all the fallen. Nothing could soothe you: you felt scared and vulnerable when you had seen another land dying in fire. You tried to convince yourself of your safety, didn't want to annoy Rex Lapis with your problems and panic, but his emotionless face and cold eyes of a ruthless warrior just worsened your sorrow. The man you had known for so long was gone, and the refined hands of a creator became rough and calloused. Every time you patched him up after a fight, you were terrified of all the wounds he had got. He tried to make you feel better, but he was in fear, too: the fear of loss crippled into his mind and showed an ugly dream of losing you every night when he tried to find the rest for his exhausted conscience. Rex Lapis didn't want to scare you away, but he was close to going insane and locking you inside his palace without warning you. You meant much more for him than he meant for you, and it was killing him slowly: he had noticed long ago that your and his constellations were sharing the same stars, and when you appeared on his territories, those stars started to shine brighter. He was waiting patiently for you to understand that he was your soulmate – you were promised to each other by Celestial order, and none of you could escape it, still you weren't ready for him. You had seen only a master in Rex Lapis while he had seen you as his partner and was dying from his love. Every time he wanted to touch you, to feel your warmth against his, he had to stop himself, afraid that he couldn't restrain the desire – the destructive desire man felt for a woman. The only thought of your sweet body made the blood boil in his veins and teased the voluptuous thoughts, not worthy of a God. He respected you, but he wanted you to fear him, love him, and obey him – and he would be your slave. Rex Lapis would throw the whole world at your feet just to get more of your attention. All of his friends were dead from his own hands; you were the only treasure left in his life.

One time, you came into his chambers, where he stayed as a dragon, late at night. The war didn't seem to have an ending, but he got the time to rest, wounded worse than usual: demons gnawed his thick skin, tore pieces of him just to knock the powerful dragon at the earth, where them, just like a pack of jackals, would surround him and devour every unprotected part of his body. He was sighing heavily, ready to whimper from pain, when he felt your scent near the room, then the shy bar of light from the opened door showed on the floor, and disappeared fast, and the careful sound of your steps reached his ears. You stopped near him and lighted a small lantern that was tied to your belt.

Rex Lapis avoided showing you his true form. He thought it was frightening you and making you uncomfortable to talk to someone inhuman and bigger than you. Usually, he appeared to you as a middle-aged, handsome man, but every time he was at loss of power or tired to keep the human form, he had to show as a beast: you were so much smaller than him, such a tiny but brave, breakable lady. It didn't matter to him how many years had gone from the day you became immortal, he still treated you like a human. You were just like a flower for him, and he believed you needed his special care.

'I'm sorry to disturb you,' you noticed that he wasn't sleeping, his tail moved away from you. 'I got a new medicine from Cloud Retainer; it will ease the pain. May I?'

Rex Lapis blinked slowly, allowing you to do everything you wanted.

'Zhongli,' you moistened a cloth in the medicine and laid it on his wound. 'You shouldn't fight alone. Next time, let us help.'

It was rare to hear his human name from you – you were embarrassed that he chose it to free you from calling him in an official way. He wanted to be closer to the human culture to show you that you and him were at the same status.

Zhongli didn't want to see you on the battlefield. He wanted to know that you were safe and sound in his palace, protected by the spells he had cast. Zhongli wanted to have a place to return to, to have someone who would wait for him to come back. You spent an hour taking care of him, and when Zhongli had heard you packing up your mixtures, he was afraid you would leave.

'Will you let me stay for the night? In case you need me.' You came to his snout to see the answer in his eyes and smiled when he brightened for a moment before dull pain found him again.

Zhongli could never refuse you. Even in moments when he wanted to be left alone, he needed your presence: he delighted in your company, your heart of joy made him feel better. The one smile on your soft lips was enough to clear his gloomy thoughts. Zhongli could swear your aura had healing properties.

You settled down between his neck and shoulder; his cool skin made your body cover with shivers, soft fur on his neck tickled your face – it was unusual for you to sleep half sitting, with your lower part kept on the floor, but you had to control Zhongli's breathing to understand if he felt better or not. He bumped his snout in your cheek gently, rubbed against it to thank you – in such a state your scent comforted him, but a frail sense of comfort could easily turn into arousion, because his male strength and instincts that he remained as a beast were stronger than pain. Soon, you fell asleep, curled up on his paw like a kitten, yet he felt your sleep was light, and you were ready to wake up in case something went wrong. Zhongli placed his head next to you, warming you with his breathing to lull you and convince your alertness that everything was alright.

After this night you became closer with him. You started treating Zhongli as your respected friend; now you could let yourself chastise him for not being careful enough, and Zhongli tried to make up for it, smiling guiltily.

The war was close to the end, and the sky finally became clear, all the smoke disappeared with the northern wind. The sense of safety and prosperity came back to everyone, and the first flowers bloomed in the gardens of Rex Lapis. Zhongli noticed changes in your character. Every time you told him about your scientific progress or a new discovery, you didn't make a strict report out of it like you usually did, but was talking in awe and acted happily. You were joking more around him and tried to spend as much time as you could. He confessed to you first, and you accepted his feelings without thinking. Zhongli was finally granted for all the pain he had to endure: you loved him patiently, always stayed on his side even if you had an opposite opinion. You left your duties and canceled your plans for him; you had always been here to share his sadness and fun. You were a great support for him – and he was the same for you as well. You only had to think about something, and Zhongli had already done it for you. Your every wish was his command.

It was years full of happiness and harmony. You rarely left abode (at the request of Zhongli), got used to a life of Gods and adepti: your ascending was finished, now you could live without mundane habits. At first, it was strange for you to eat only fruits and herbs from sacred lands, and absorption of elemental energy seemed too complicated to you, but adepti and yakshas were happy to help you master the skill. Your friendship with yakshas gladdened Zhongli, but at the same time it made him jealous: he was happy that you made friends so easily and wasn't treated like a stranger, but he noticed the way Menogias and Bosacius looked at you. For them you were a woman – and they treated you as well. For strong yakshas it was a pleasure to help the lady with hard work, in their free time they were seeking for you to ask for a task. You had always found a job for them: sometimes you needed herbs from the highest peaks, on the other day you were moving astronomical equipment from one spot to another for a better view, and then made a revision in your library – all your job needed a pair or two of powerful hands, and Bosacius and Menogias helped you gladly. Zhongli didn't announce to his inferiors about a relationship with you; he didn't think it was necessary, but he felt the desire to make everyone understand to whom you belonged.

In Rex Lapis' abode time was flowing slower than in the mundane world – and people forgot about the Swallow lady.

It was years full of joy, but Zhongli stayed away from felicity and merriment. He couldn't sleep without you sharing the same bed, he couldn't eat without you sitting in front of him and retelling him a fable you heard from Menogias or Bosacius, he couldn't work without you knocking at his door and asking for attention. Something was torturing him, and Zhongli didn't understand the reason for such paranoid behavior. He was alarmed and ready to protect, but there was no enemy left near his domain. It couldn't go on like this, and soon enough, Zhongli was emotionally exhausted. He couldn't stay in human form and share the bed with you to make your nights comfortable. You followed him everywhere, didn't ask awkward questions – when Zhongli encircled you, curling up to sleep, you laid on his cold body and told him tales from different cultures to help him fall asleep. Your own voice was like a lullaby to you; pleasurable slumber took only you, but not him. His exhausted mind was suffering from lack of rest: Zhongli was lying in one position, afraid to disturb you, tried to keep his eyes closed, and followed an attempt to unleash all the thoughts and worries. Your soft body and quiet breathing warmed him, put him into a deceitful illusion of somnolency, but something deprived him from falling asleep. He opened his eyes, then shut them because of sudden itching and pain. Zhongli scanned the room with elemental sight, trying to find the reason for his anxiety but found nothing. You were sleeping calmly, and Zhongli was jealous of your tranquility.

Zhongli loved you a little too much – his love turned into blind adoration and was close to rebirth in obsession. He noticed every detail in your appearance, regarded you shamelessly: the peony gold hairpin, the circular silk fan with a painting and a lacquered handle, the embroidery silk platform shoes with pattern of a dragon and phoenix – and these he bought gladly. Hairpins had a special meaning for Zhongli: when you just arrived at his land, you didn't wear any accessories, let your hair down, so Zhongli was waiting patiently – you were a delicate bud, not ready to bloom into a flower. Now, when you lived with him for so long and had known all the peculiarities of his culture, such a small thing like a hairpin had an important meaning – the flower had bloomed and was ready to be plucked.

Could the young lady still be untouched? Did someone dare to make you half-virgin not to damage your reputation? Did someone show you the pleasures of flesh by just touching you? It was surprising for Zhongli that you didn't have any experience. You devoted your life to science and teaching, but your face was lovely, your eyes were shining with ardor yet meekness, he couldn't find a lady prettier than you. Your beauty was beyond the compliments, and the best masters of word couldn't describe even the hundredth part of your loveliness. You were more beautiful than lilies, fragrant with femininity and youth, – what great power gave you the strength to fight the lust?

The perfect bud, which mother nature saved for the sacrament of your first night with man, now belonged to Zhongli, and you honored him to be your first and only lover. When his kisses became hotter and his words were luscious, temptation brought with it a tingling sensation of arousal. Zhongli kissed your seductive pink lips with carefulness not to hurt their delicate softness; his tongue licked them slowly before entering your mouth. Clumsily, you tried to kiss him back, and your fervor mixed with hot wetness of your mouth teased him, tempted Zhongli to go further to satisfy his carnal curiosity. He wanted to see you naked, needed to admire the charm of your firm breasts and curves of your body.

Zhongli trailed his lips on your neck, licking the sensitive skin veily and sucking on it every time your body was covered with shivers. Your sighs got rapid; instinctively, you held your breath to heighten your senses. His hands were pressing on your breasts and messaging them through the clothes slowly, Zhongli had already felt your nipples were hard and swollen. Finally Zhongli undressed you, his thorough gaze noticed your rounded breasts immediately, your nipples were begging to be touched. He placed his hands on your sides, enjoying the sensation of supple velvet skin taking the form of his palms.

You moaned quietly, when Zhongli touched your heated nipple with his tongue, moistened it with saliva before he took it inside his mouth, while his hand slowly stroked your inner thigh, close to your womanhood. You were curious to see him naked, wanted him to press his strong body to yours and hold you as tight as he could for you to never escape his embrace. Suddenly you felt his hot kisses moving down your belly, then Zhongli left a gentle bite on the fat of both your thighs; his hands kept them apart.

The beauty of your private parts pleased him to the point of noticeable delight: everything here was rarely petite and promised the best sensation. Your clit was shyly covered with a clitoral hood, your hole – already quivering as if offering him an invitation. Zhongli kissed your pussy, his tongue slipped between your clit down to your hole to prepare you for future actions; he kissed and sucked on you shamelessly, enjoying the way your quiet moans changed on loud and impatient. He adored shuddering in your legs, when his tongue plunged into your hole, penetrating you a little – for your first time he kept the human form, so his tongue couldn't reach the deepest part of your body that pleaded to be played with. Zhongli replaced his tongue with middle finger and felt the thin ring of flesh, tight and clenching from pleasure. Zhongli pressed on the opening gently, pushing his finger deeper without effort, while his thumb was rubbing against your clit, and his lips – kissing your face to ease your pain. It was uncomfortable yet necessary: the ritual of deflowering and releasing all the feminine energy was important for the future prosperity and grace.

It was unusual for Zhongli to perform act of intimacy while being a human: as adeptus he could slide his forked tongue down your throat then abuse your poor pussy by tickling every sensual spot deep inside, he could hug your waist with his tail adding pleasurable pressure and keeping you still while he would be stretching both of your pretty holes with his two dicks – thick and veiny, full of strength, and always erected, ready to spill his sperm as much as he wanted. Both of his members needed attention from a maiden, but sadly, it didn't matter how hard she tried to satisfy his passions, it was impossible for the poor soul to make God reach his limits – and it was only his adeptus forms. As a glorious dragon of colossal size Zhongli was gifted with large dick, not similar to the human one, heavy and ribbed, with elongated curved tip that huddled right to cervix tightly for better breeding, and nice knot; he also had a thick tongue about 6 inches long. Variety of Zhongli's forms had a special preparation for all of them, and he was excited to show you the whole abilities of your body. By living with adepti you unconsciously absorb special elemental and divine energy that would let you accommodate everything Zhongli would do with you: some magic would be necessary while taking him in dragon appearance.

Overwhelmed by stretching, you came right after Zhongli added his second finger. Your lower belly tightened, your thighs heaved as you moved towards his fingers and your pussy sucked them deeper, trembling around them and soaking them in your juices. It was unusual to you, you had never felt a climax like this: your fingers were shorter than Zhongli's and you had never stuffed yourself with more than one finger. Zhongli pulled out his fingers covered in white cream and sucked on them. It was so hard to suppress the inner beast and not turn into adeptus – your pheromones were driving him crazy, and his mind was filled with animalistic mating and breeding. He undressed himself quickly, didn't give you a chance to look at his body: Zhongli kissed you again, bit your lips before letting his tongue back to the warmth of your mouth, while pressing at your hole with the tip of his dick and pushing it inside.

'Tell me when it hurts,' Zhongli whispered to your lips, saliva streamed down your chin when he broke the kiss.

You couldn't call it a pain, but the irritating stinging feeling of being stretched made you shut your eyes to calm yourself. You just needed to accommodate, but it seemed impossible to adapt to such a huge size. Zhongli didn't move until you became comfortable and gave him permission to continue. He started at a steady pace; soft moans escaped from his throat at the sensation of your virgin walls constricting him and taking the shape of his dick and spasming obediently. It was easy to make you cum again – the aroma of sex in the bedroom, heated moans, Zhongli's body pressing you into the mattress, his balls slapping your ass slowly, all of it was enough to bring you to release. You squeezed bedsheets in a fist and tilted your head, giving Zhongli signs of your climax. He pressed your thighs to his waist, his mouth found your neck and sucked on the most sensitive part, trailing it with tongue and leaving wet traces before biting your skin gently. Zhongli knew you were tired already, so he was ready to finish with you. You moved your hips with his, shaking and clenching your legs on his back, forcing him to thrust in your spasming pussy harder and made Zhongli cum inside. Zhongli continued fucking his seed deeper, until his awoken instincts were satisfied. Thick shots of pearl white liquid spilled out your hole right after Zhongli pulled out his still erected cock. He kissed you softly, his hand caressed your cheek – Zhongli was proud of you for taking him so well at your first time.

The difference between maiden and woman could be seen easily: all your movements became more elegant, your figure got a special softness, and the contour of your rounded hips could be guessed under your clothes – Zhongli treated you specially, it was a sign for other men in his domain, and it didn't escape Cloud Retainer as well. She insisted on Bosacius and Menogias that you were in love with Rex Lapis, but they didn't want to believe it until they would hear it from you or feel his mark on your body with elemental sight. You were clear for now – it was just a small trace of Geo in your hands, as you were practicing the power Morax had given to you.

Zhongli didn't hurry to mark you: this process needed his adeptus or dragon form, but you weren't prepared enough. You were comfortable with getting intimate, your body wasn't sore after a session of love-making, and it was harder and harder for Zhongli to keep the human form when you kissed him passionately – still he needed to stretch you better. Zhongli didn't have problems with your consent, as you were open to try new sexual things and trusted him a lot: one time you found erotic engravings in human world, and asked Zhongli to try something that was depicted on them, as you could entrust him your every desire. You knew he wouldn't bring anything that could hurt you, and curiosity made you aroused every time you imagined how Zhongli would make your cravings real.

Zhongli was ready to serve you, but the impossible tightness of your once virgin holes demanded from him hours of preparation; you found the way to make it more enjoyable for both of you: with you laying on top of him and your head towards his feet. At first it was embarrassing to use such a position, but soon no shame left as you were able to suck Zhongli off while he was playing with your ass and eating you out at the same time. Tortuously slow movements of his fingers in and out of your anus made your legs tremble, but with pleasure as you became familiar with such a strange feeling. Zhongli pressed all the right spots that were close to the ones inside your pussy, he knew your body oh so well he could make you lose your head by just touching you.

Zhongli started to spend more time with you as an adeptus. He was taller and bigger than his human appearance. Zhongli let his black tail rest behind his back; he had horns, long and curled on the ends, his skin was cold, as now he was a half dragon. For you it was interesting to look at him moving his tail, or showing his forked tongue to check the smells in the air.

'Can you self-amputate your tail?' You asked him out of the blue once, while you were playing with it. Zhongli and you had a rest under the trees with a perfect view on the ruins of Cuijue Slope – it was your favorite place to visit, so Zhongli recreated the whole territory in his abode. You laughed when you felt how his tail tensed because of your sudden question. 'I'm just curious, sorry.'

'I can,' he smiled to your surprised face. 'The new one will be grown in three month.'

'Fast enough! Dragons and lizards are really sharing the same traits. Impressive. Call me if you drop it, okay? I'll take it for my research.' You pressed his tail to your chest, cuddling it like a toy. You enjoyed playing with it due to the unusualness of such a part of the body, and you had no idea that it was deadly as fangs and claws. 'Talking about your tongue, do you really identify smells better by tasting them?'

'I get the full image of the environment,' Zhongli should have predicted your interest in his changed appearance, still your questions were a little boring – you had never asked vulgar things because you were afraid to offend him.

'And do I have a special smell?' Your cheeks turned pink from embarrassment.

'Yes,' smile showed on Zhongli's lips again. 'I like it a lot. My clothes and bedsheets have your smell on them, your's have mine as well. You can't feel It properly, but I can. I also can know who you have talked with during the day just by sniffing you.'

'Ew! You are probably going insane from all of this!' You grimaced because of how much information Zhongli could get by this ability.

'I'm used to it, and it helps me to check on your health, my love. I'm taking care of you too.' Zhongli let out almost a mocking laughter at your rounded eyes.

'Do you mean?..' You began and stopped.

'For example, your ovulation doesn't pass unnoticed by me.' It was something lovely in teasing you and seeing you blushing and confused, but the joy disappeared fast enough and Zhongli became serious. 'I have to tell you about one thing you might not know about. If you let me make love with you in such a state, I will leave elemental marks on your body. They are invisible to the human eye, but could be seen by everyone who can use an elemental sight. Those marks are important to creatures like me, as they show that a person already has a mate, and they don't disappear with time. Please tell me about your decision when you think my words over.'

'It's not a problem at all.' You touched Zhongli's hand, started rubbing his knuckles with your soft fingers. 'I wanted to tell you... you don't have to stay as a human or adeptus with me. I'm afraid you might think I don't love your real form or feel uncomfortable with it. I know you waste a lot of power to control your appearance, you don't rest properly because of it, and I want to spend more time with real you.'

'I appreciate it, my love,' He took your hand in his and put it to his lips, kissed it carefully. Zhongli was glad to hear what he had heard: the only issue of ascending (of which he had never talked about) was a loss of human feelings. Love, adoration, compassion, grief and other feelings were alien to adepti and most of the Gods, who were runneth with wisdom. The mighty one whose heart could tremble from fear, and lips could smile from joy was blessed and cursed at the same time by Celestia. Feelings and emotions were a great gift and a terrible curse: Zhongli knew how to rule people because he could place himself on their position; he knew what was love and importance of the family to humanity; he knew the dread of being forgotten; Zhongli experienced death of the one he once loved, he went through the ruthlessness of war and decay of ambitions and ideals, but he could never understand the complexity of human worriers and fears, just because he was different breed. Zhongli was afraid you would lose the thin link between humanity and divinity, and your heart would roughen up; but you didn't change – you still had sympathy to the monster like him, granted Zhongli with mercy of your love.

Zhongli didn't like you to leave the abode since demons sometimes haunted the human world, but in honor of the annual Rite of Descension he invited you to see the ceremony: he felt guilty for every year you had skipped because of his egoistic desires. He convinced himself that nothing bad would happen under his control, and not a demon would dare to corrupt the day of Rex Lapis visiting his land. You accepted an invitation happily, already impatient for the next day's event. A fuss took over you and you asked Zhongli numerous times if he needed your help with something and brought to him important topics about health care and education in the human world. A lot of things changed with the flow of time, and you were intentional to see everything with your own eyes.

It seemed to be almost impossible to sleep since you were inspired by an upcoming event. The night went fast, you were fully dressed and ready to leave long before the beginning of the ceremony – Zhongli made a promise to show you the whole city and tell you in detail how Qixing were ruling it without guidance from Archon. When you finally made a step on a mortal earth, you were shocked: the world of mortals changed beyond recognition since you visited it for the last time. Awkward houses of wood were replaced with dignified buildings from stone, walking paths were paved with stone as well, everything was decorated simply yet stately. You noticed changes in fashion and behavior of people, even language was different from the one you had heard – pronunciation was complicated, some syllables changed their sound. It took some time for you to read the handwritten signboards and understand the meaning of texts.

Finally the ceremony started: people of Qixing lightened up an incense burner as the Tianquan was reading prayers. Sky parted, and the dragon Archon came to the land.

You were sitting among the nobles with a perfect view on Rex Lapis. You smiled, when he looked at you squinting his eyes. You were watching the ceremony carefully until you felt the irresistible urge to distract on what was happening on the streets: from the lodge for special guests you could see the center of the city as well. You noticed the young girl, who was stomping around the hot earth in an attempt to run away from stinging pain in her little feet, covered with dust. The sun was blazing, and by the way people pushed the girl away with disgust on their face, you understood she might be sick. Zhongli forbad you to leave without him, but you couldn't sit still: you slid out unnoticed and hurried to the poor child.

The girl stepped on a sharp rock, sighed fearfully and looked around, trying to hear the voice or steps of her mother. She couldn't see – her eyes were covered with rag, soaked in pus fully. Her hair was cut roughly, short locks were dirt with sebum. She put her tiny hands on her head, protecting it from the sun and pressing leftovers of her hair to the skin; she was swaying, as she felt dizzy because of the sweet, sickly smell of disease. She made a final step before she lost balance and fell right into your open arms. You sat on your knees, and let the girl rest her head on the silk of your dress.

You knew adepti were watching you, and the moment after you heard the flapping of Cloud Retainer's wings. She put a spell on the crowd of people so they couldn't see all of you.

'It's okay, I'm here,' you patted the girl's cheek, your eyes were tearing up because of the unbearable stench. `We should return to abode immediately.'

'You can't take a mortal to a sacred place.' Cloud Retainer shook her head. 'That's the law of Celestia. Even you can't violate it.'

'It should be the way! She will die without our help!' Your cool hands brought a peaceful relief to the girl, her heavy breath became regular.

'You can't save everyone and change their fate,' Cloud Retainer was uncompromising.

'Maybe I am her fate and I need to help her. Just look at her,' You were in panic, fast thoughts in your head and humming from the crowd of people around you brought you a headache. 'Zhongli... he will let me, I know it.'

Cloud Retainer looked at you with a shred of contempt – you let yourself to call Rex Lapis so vulgar around her, and your connection to the world of mortals still was strong enough. Impunity and permissiveness of yours led to a tragic consequence: Rex Lapis loved you too much and let you do everything you wanted, so now you were unable to understand the simplest rules of life and dared to take the decisions only Gods were allowed to take. The circle of death and birth couldn't be violated because of a whim of yours. You knew this girl was doomed and human medicine wouldn't help her, so you wanted to use the bliss of God's abode to enhance the healing potential of mixtures you had made. Behind your soft heart Cloud Retainer could also see vanity: you wanted to acquire an unusual disease to your collection and be the first one who was managed to cure it, to save a hopeless case – sordid sins were fresh in you, despite the hundreds of years you had spend with adepti.

'Should I start lecturing you again? Celestial order is sacrosanct. Nothing could compete with it.' Cloud Retainer couldn't finish her speech, as you interrupted her.

'Morality and mercy are higher than every order. World wouldn't be damaged because of one saved soul, and I will be the one to be punished for my decision. You have nothing to fear. Please, just let us enter the abode.' It was humiliating for you to beg Cloud Retainer for such a small thing, but you weren't able to enter or leave the abode by your wish – only adepti could do this.

'Celestia will remember this.' Cloud Retainer did what you wanted. Now she understood – mortals (even the one who was blessed) learn from their mistakes only, unlike adepti and other creatures of higher rank. It was easier to give you what you wanted than talk some sense into you. After all, her master's words would have more weight than her own.

It was impossible to save the girl's sight, but you managed to stop infection from spreading before it reached the nervous system. By chance you noticed that the mix of herbs you burned in the censer had a special effect on health: the girl's immune system became stronger, not a sickness could affect her. You knew it wasn't one of the potions, ointments and tinctures you used – you described their every side effect and checked it carefully. When the child was able to walk and eat by herself, you had to return her to where she belonged, but you couldn't just leave her on the streets. You spend weeks searching for someone who would be happy to adopt her. By all this time you stayed with her, you had to imitate the life of a simple woman, and you didn't like what you had seen: it was hard to earn money to buy food and water; kids, adults and oldsters had to work a bigger part of the day to make a pittance. While nobles were prospering, everyone above them was dying slowly. Finally you found a good family for the girl and left the human world, determined to criticize Qixing in front of Zhongli.

Zhongli didn't tell you a word against your deeds – maybe he became soft-hearted, but he just waited for you to come back to him, despite his hurt that you abandoned him so easily for some child. He wasn't honest with himself: Zhongli wanted you to lose any devotion to everyone else but him. He wanted you to be cold and unemotional like adeptus with everyone, but loving and caring like a human with him, as he was jealous so bad it drove him crazy. Zhongli needed you more than people he swore to protect, he wanted to scream and howl when you wasted your attention on someone else. He didn't want to admit that Cloud Retainer was right: blood is thicker than water, you would never forget your origin and would be stuck between humanity and divinity. He had to talk to you, but you didn't want to hear him. You thought you were right: Gods and adepti needed to teach themselves compassion, become independent from Celestia.

'You can hide everything from Celestia, you can lie and wipe out all the evidence of your crimes, but you just don't want to, because it's easier to be a puppet in Celestial hands.' Your words pierced Zhongli like a poisoned arrow. Suggesting something like this to the God of contracts – you probably lost your mind the second you decided to spit those words out of your mouth. 'Why am I explaining such things to you? You are the one to settle rules of contracts, you can manipulate truth and facts in a craziest way and worry about Celestia? Just why?'

He shouldn't have listened to you, he needed to punish you for everything you blurted at him, but deep inside his soul he agreed with you. It was something he had been thinking about for a long time, but wasn't brave enough to admit.

'This is between you and me.' Zhongli wanted to forget this like a bad dream, so he retired to his cabinet, leaving you alone with your indignation.

You went to the Cuijue Slope, fortuitously saw a couple of swallows flying above a long faded grass. You had never seen swallows before in the abode and smiled. It was a good sign, and you believed it.

Zhongli calmed down fast enough, and was waiting for you to return. He didn't care how grievous your sins were and how corrupted were your thoughts, he would forgive you everything – you were his forbidden weakness. Without you Zhongli wouldn't survive the war, without your support he wouldn't make his nation prosperous and happy. He heard chirping from the window, and smiled – swallows came back to their nest. It was a good sign, and he believed it.

You showed up in his room with the first drops of rainfall. The timid knock at the door was like a bliss. Zhongli could easily recognize it: two short, fast knocks with the knuckle of your index finger. Kiss of apology, happy hours of pleasant conversation, your soft laughter and crinkle at the corners of his eyes from merriment, light of your smile – it was the usual atmosphere of a rainy evening Zhongli was waiting to feel again. His tail was caressing your leg, strived to climb under your clothes to tickle your skin, going higher and higher to the sweetest place of his desire. Zhongli missed you badly: lubricious excitement was corrupting his thoughts and blurred his view, making him focus on you only. He tried to stay calm, but his imagination was running wild, and forced abstinence made it even worse. Zhongli was dreaming of the moment his teeth would leave a red mark on your shoulder, while he would stuff your womb with loads of his seed and keep it inside until the knots would let him pull his cocks out. Zhongli was nasty and shameless in his thoughts, fantasizing about your graceful body covered with his cum on the most attractive parts: your lips, chest and tummy. Nothing could decorate your pale pink lips and your supple skin better than a droplets of pearl white liquid, he believed.

As the conversation died slowly and gave place to the physical contact, Zhongli's gaze became more tempted. You glanced back at the door, wondering if you locked it, opened a delicious sight of your neck muscles tightening under your skin and making a relief – it begged for Zhongli to leave a kiss on it, trail his lips down your neck and tickle with his forked tongue and sharp fangs. Instead he let himself touch your skin with fingertips, while squeezing one of your thighs and rubbing another one close enough to your core with tail. You looked at Zhongli, your lips parted to catch a breath from sudden stimulation, and he pressed his finger to them, shoving it inside your mouth, under your tongue, encouraging you to lick it. You put his finger on your tongue and closed your lips, nibbling and sucking on it gently.

Zhongli's tail was pressing against your crotch, while he replaced his finger with tongue: he pressed fingers on your jaw, let his tongue inside your mouth; the recesses on it bumped into the tip of your tongue, tickling it, before sliding down your throat. His lips covered yours in a lewd kiss, sharing saliva with you until it started dripping out of your mouth. Zhongli was impatient and didn't waste precious time: all his instincts demanded from him to mark you right now, he needed to prove his rights to you and his male significance. Zhongli flicked his tongue – you were aroused enough for him to sense your pheromones and feel your body odor becoming clear and intense.

Grinding against his tail, you pressed another kiss on his lips, your hands slowly put your clothes down and left your chest bare. Zhongli wrapped his arms around your waist, made you sit on top of him, so you could feel his strong erection and his two cocks pressing against your lower body with impatience. You were as needy as him, curious to taste the new side of intimacy. You helped Zhongli to undress, squeaked, when tail replaced his hands and clenched on your waist. He took a specially prepared oil from a nightstand, lubricated his fingers to prepare your holes before penetration. His tail took you down on the bed to make you lay on your tummy; Zhongli spreaded your buttocks, applied an oil on your anus, rubbing it in gently before inserting two fingers inside. Your worked up muscles took him easily, without pain or an unpleasant feeling. Your pussy was leaking with natural lube and needed attention, but was neglected by Zhongli as he was busy playing with other hole, pushing his digits in and out, and scissoring them inside your tight ass just to make you moan and squirm.

Zhongli got what he wanted – you begged for him to fuck you, used such a vulgar, boorish word, as you were desperate for his cocks to finish a sweet torture he gave you. He helped you to turn on your back, and you saw his palms glowing golden with stored Geo inside. It was unusual to see him like this: his hands, except palms, were black, but covered with golden symbols and runes; instead of skin on his sides were scale, that shimmered in candle light; you looked at his cocks and held your breath – two fat, curvy cocks of color black were fully erected and sticked to Zhongli's stomach, twitching from arousal; tips had already soaked in precum, and golden veins along the length were pulsating, as well as knots on both of his dicks were swollen, ready to prevent his seed flow out your pussy. The tingling sensation inside your body made you spread your legs even wider. Zhongli lubricated his cocks, rubbed them against your holes, teasing you for his sadistic pleasure. You hugged him, moaning in pleasure from stretching – you were tiny for his size, long preparation eased the process but weren't able to prepare you enough. Your lower tummy was bulging at the size of cock: Zhongli groaned and pressed his hand on the bulge to feel himself moving inside your pussy. A beautiful sight like this brought him a visible satisfaction.

You were overwhelmed at sensation of two cocks fucking you at the same time in a rough pace, tight grip of teeth on your shoulder and another one on your waist by tail. Zhongli used the tip of his tail to rub against your clit, pleasure hit you from all sides, it was impossible to run away from it, as he was stimulating all the right spots, even the deepest one you didn't know existed. You came shamelessly fast, but asked Zhongli to continue, as you needed more of him. Overstimulated and sensitive from the first climax you felt strange at your lower belly – something was building up, ready to spill at any moment. You felt like an animal in heat, heady and devoted to the lubricity of carnal pleasures, ready to perform every disgusting fantasy only to prolong the sweet serving to lust.

Zhongli was close to cum: both of his knots became bigger at their size, with final powerful thrusts he pressed your hips on his torso and came inside, filling you to the brim with numerous shots. You grabbed Zhongli by his hands, releasing your climax and squirting from such an intense outburst of his seed that was stretching your uterus with an unbearable amount and elemental energy he passed into your body.

'You did so good, my love,' Zhongli leaned to kiss you, left a soft peck at your lips then at your sweaty forehead. You smiled and hugged him.

You were resting in a strong embrace of his hands, listening to the sound of rain tapping against windows and cornices. Zhongli loved this atmosphere of pleasant silence, as you and him were just enjoying the presence of each other, and no words needed at the moment – only your hearts beating at the same rhythm, the true connection of souls. He couldn't stay with you for a night as he had some important business, but you, understanding and all-forgiving, were alright with it. You didn't ask him what was the matter, just gave him a goodbye kiss and tried to enjoy the cold bed on his side. You didn't sleep alone for too long – and it felt lonely. Zhongli would give everything he had only to have you in his arms again: he missed you so bad he was delirious – he could swear he felt phantom touches of yours on his skin.

Zhongli remembered clearly how you visited his cabinet and told him something wasn't right with Moon and sky: as usual you were checking analemma – the fixed position of the Sun in the sky during the year – and noticed that a diagram of figure eight was roughly broken and turned out to be a complete nonsense. Moon for some reason became closer as it was before, and new constellations, which you had never seen before in this world, appeared. The problem wasn't in your tools and you didn't make any mistakes – you rechecked it again and again, and everything was fine.

'Like someone put us under a dome,' you muttered in agitation, pressing fingers to your chin and looking away. Zhongli hardly remained calm, yet his hands were trembling nervously and he clenched his fists.

'Forget about it,' his tone was cold, and didn't imply any discussion. 'and go back to your room.'

A fake would never repeat an original – Celestia knew it and just needed more time to recreate the natural position of stars in the sky. It was hard to imitate exact astronomical processes, but Celestia didn't mind to hurry: humanity was still miserable and didn't have opportunity to notice a swap as stargazing and astronomy were considered as black magic, but Celestia didn't count you. Zhongli didn't know what to do – not a word could be hidden from Celestia. He prayed for them not to pay attention, was trying to come up with an idea of how to hush it up.

He could have lied. But he didn't.

He could have hidden your aura from all the Gods and mighty. But he didn't.

The God of contracts couldn't lie as he despised liars and cheats. The God of contracts was too vainglorious to lie to himself, and he scorned the human sins – so he thought Celestia would never dare to punish a woman that belonged to him. He had a great power and could compete with Celestial Gods, so they would have treated him as equal. But they didn't. It was horrifying for Zhongli to find a ruined nest of swallows with their carcasses laying underneath, so he locked you inside his palace and prohibited you from leaving it.

No one was supposed to know, except the Seven who swore to protect humanity. The fake sky was a protective shield between Teyvat and the Dark Sea: Celestia was afraid that those who betrayed the heaven order would unite and take their place in a fight. The whole war was the result of Celestial fear – the fear that borned from exorbitant pride of every god-like creature. Celestial Gods were afraid of rivalry, the desire to be indispensable was above the moral and the concept of sin, so they decided to take control over the seven strongest Gods of the human world, and they succeeded.

Zhongli thought nothing could hurt you inside his palace, but he was wrong. He could sense the looming threat, but didn't know what to expect. He was imagining the dreadful scenarios of demons attacking the abode or a plague ravaging the Teyvat, but you died in the morning right before his everyday visit to you. A scorpion got into your clothes and stung you when you were dressing up. He couldn't do anything to save you, as it was too late when he found your breathless body.

Zhongli couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe: he still could sense elemental energy passing through your body and the weak aura of life in it. You weren't dead, but didn't recover consciousness either. Didn't matter for how long he was waiting for you to wake up – years had passed before Zhongli decided to give your body a final resting place. He made for you a crystal coffin and left it in a cave on Cuijue Slope, far enough from cities and people, so no one could find you. Protected by spells and guarded by yakshas, you were sleeping peacefully in your best dress and with your favorite hairpin in your hair. Not a day left without Zhongli visiting your tomb: he believed one day you would wake up.

He couldn't live without you. The Earth became empty and life lost its colors when you left him. Zhongli didn't talk to anyone and didn't want others to talk to him – he was sitting at his cabinet in a deep thoughtfulness, waiting for you to knock at the door and distract him from his duties. Cloud Retainer, who seemed to be more depressed than others, tried various ways to cure you, but all her efforts were useless.

Zhongli didn't cry, but he wanted to. He couldn't drop a single tear, but only crushed everything that got under his arm in an attempt to ease the heartache. Zhongli hated himself for his pride, for being weak and tricked like a puppet. He could easily sacrifice his nation to save you, he would die himself for you to live.

The only thing left for him was walking down the cold corridors of the cave only to reach your coffin and fall on his knees, kissing it and, lean his forehead to feel the scalding cold crystal instead of the warmth of your body, he used to worship. Grief-strickened Zhongli became distrustful and petulant. He had seeked for the cure on the whole Teyvat, and no one was able to perform a miracle. Even the Lord of Dust, Guizhong, wasn't able to keep her word and make you alive: she came to Rex Lapis and promised to resurrect you in exchange for him protecting her and her people, and he agreed. Zhongli heard a lot of her wisdom, even renewed his spirit, but she died soon.

Century after century he was watching his old friends and subordinates dying, until he became indifferent to it. Zhongli didn't care anymore and devoted himself to his people – as a good Archon was supposed to do. The evil was haunting Teyvat again, so Xiao and him, both in beasts form, didn't know rest and fought against it day and night. Wounds covered Zhongli's body, and the new day brought new suffering for him. He thought he would die – bleeding wounds were festering and his whole body was affected with toxins. When he was at loss of power, Zhongli made a great effort to reach your tomb, and fell unconscious near your coffin, dreaming of meeting you again in the afterlife. Zhongli woke up two days after, his wounds healed and turned into scars – it was a discouraging surprise for him, but with this it was another evidence that you still were alive. Zhongli's hope was his curse: he couldn't let you go and was clinging to every opportunity to bring you back, knowing perfectly it wouldn't work.

The abode became a dull and uncomfortable place. Adepti moved to their domains, and only Xiao among all the yakshas remained alive, but lived in Wangshu Inn. The sacred land had seen a lot of deaths, and blood soaked in groaning earth, even the sun stopped shining: only fog and heavy clouds adorned the abode's sky.

Zhongli didn't visit your grave for a couple of months – it was too hard for him to find the strength to see you again. He didn't want to know that Xiao felt this way, too. After all fights and missions you were the one whom he had seen right after opening his eyes: when Xiao was young, inexperienced yaksha, he oftenly lost consciousness from using his elemental skills too much, and you were taking care of him. By spending years in your company, Xiao began to consider you as his older sister. He hesitated to interact with you, so he was admiring you secretly. It was rare for him to show at Cuijue Slope, but every time he did, Xiao whistled in a bird manner, hoping that this whistle of aloneness and sorrow could awake you from your dream.

It was a normal day when Xiao entered your tomb to change flowers in your hands – to show his respect he took care of your tomb, naively thought that sense of fresh flowers would scare the death away from your body – but the tomb was empty. Coffin lid was broken into pieces, bouquet of dead flowers laid on the ground and your body was missing. What was this? A miracle? Or a plunder? Xiao didn't believe his eyes and panic took over him. He was rushing around trying to find someone's traces, and he didn't know what he was afraid the most – of your awakening or a treasure hoarders' crime, so he called for his master and they started their anguising search for you.

Meeting with Tsaritsa ended without contracts: words of your departure to Liyue left unspoken but clear to everyone. Rex Lapis expected Pierro to tell him everything about your business in Snezhnaya, and Pierro had to cooperate.

You didn't plan to visit Snezhnaya: you were traveling around the Teyvat to find someone who could help you restore your memory loss and earning your food and shelter by healing people and teaching them. Pierro noticed you when he visited Fontaine: his good friend, an avaricious landlady of an apartment building where you rented a flat, told him how you eased her gout disease (for that she even let you live for free). Pierro had heard enough stories about your kind heart and rather incredible smartness, so he decided to meet you and invite you to Snezhnaya. He didn't have to persuade you, as you agreed easily, but on one condition – he had to help you find the truth about your past. Pierro made a promise, though he didn't plan to keep it. You gave him your hairpin, thinking it could speed up the process, but left Pierro confused: he found your name engraved on the hairpin, its state and material it was made from indicated that you were a noble woman of high rank (maybe a wife of a Tianquan of the Qixing) from Liyue, and approximate age of the hairpin could prove it, but your old-fashioned manner of speech and words you used (some of them he didn't even know exist) made him think that you and this hairpin were of the same age. You didn't give him any useful information – usually you were muttering something about stars and non-existing constellations, then you told him facts about defeated gods in the Archon war. Leftovers of your memories were disparated so much it was impossible to understand a thing from your words – you forgot the simplest facts of your biography, but could describe how the sky looked 1,500 years ago.

It was obvious for Pierro that you had a patron: a young beautiful lady with such a talented mind could easily attract the attention of the rich and great, so Pierro did his best to lie to you about his progress in restoring your past and searching for someone who had known you before your memory loss. In fact he was afraid of it: Snezhnaya needed you more than others, and he could offer you everything you once had had. Love, adoration, financial support – it wasn't a problem for him, he was ready to fulfill your every whim. Your smartness was above his expectations, so he rewarded you generously for your work. You got the best herbs and other raw materials for your ointments, pills and whatever medications you made; he covered your expenses and supported the Moon House financially, he even gave you the best apartment in Snezhnaya, despite the fact that you preferred to live with your patients. The Moon House was situated outside the city, and every time Pierro visited it, he was amazed at your efforts of keeping it: the building with sharp turrets and blue stained glass windows, the place that smells with viscous incense, herbs and mixtures, and where projections of Moon and stars swinging slowly in sapphire light from a rare wind.

Your job took all of your time. You barely had a chance to sleep and rest: people from all the parts of Snezhnaya came to you for a cure, and you didn't have enough moral strength to refuse them. You trained and prepared a lot of doctors to help you, but people traffic didn't seem to have an ending. Your schedule was busy not only with healing and surgeries, but with preventive events and lectures for constant residents of the Moon House as well. The more people you hired the heavier responsibility you took on your shoulders, but thanks to Pierro who nicely gave you managers and other stuff, you could concentrate only on the medical part of your duties.

You constantly ignored your headaches and noisy flashes of memories that were buzzing in your head like a swarm of beetles. Pierro wasn't honest with you – you didn't notice any progress in his research. You got more information about your past from your rare dreams and headaches, than from his words.

Usually you had seen a tall man with long black hair, sometimes he wasn't alone – with him it were various animals or other people, but everyone treated him with respect and called him master. You couldn't remember what they called themselves, as all the dialogues you heard in your dreams were erased from your memory as soon as you woke up.

It was miserable. All your life was miserable and looked like a groundhog day. You wanted to escape from it but didn't know where you would live and how you would earn money if not with medicine. You were tired of everything already, and the always gloomy atmosphere of Snezhnaya irritated you – not a sun ray touched your skin for the years you had spent here. You were slowly preparing yourself for running away and was searching for a good reason to disappear, and soon, you found it.

Your headaches became more intense and all the pain killers stopped working at once. Thrumming in your ears, visual hallucinations of lights and unbearable ache in your nape made you suffer and chained you to bed for the rest of the day, but you couldn't have repose – even your sickness wasn't an excuse from leaving your duties, and you couldn't cancel a meeting with a man from Liyue, who made all this way to see you and tell you about your past.

Zhongli was nervous to meet with you. You probably were the new person by now, not the same woman he fell in love with long ago. What if you wouldn't like him? What if you refuse to come back? You were his soulmate, so it shouldn't be any problem, yet Zhongli had never felt so vulnerable and scared.

When he made a step into your cabinet, he didn't like what he had seen. Hectic flush in your cheeks, your once bright eyes became tired and dull, and were red and teary, even your skin lost its shine, showing clearly that you didn't have enough vitamins. You were stressed out and overworked, so the first Zhongli's intention was to kill Pierro, but he was able to control himself. Seeing you in this state made Zhongli's heart ache: he didn't care about moral questions anymore, as he had seen that you were fading without his love and care.

Pierro told you this man was here to help you learn something about your past, and you felt a strange distance Pierro kept between you and him. He remained cold with you, but you didn't mind it, you were curious about the reason.

First few days weren't as productive as you wanted them to be due to your never ending headache and strange feeling that haunted you around this man, who was the Geo Archon himself. You planned to go to Liyue after Fontaine, but couldn't decline Pierro's invitation to Snezhnaya, so your plans had to be changed. You were grateful that Rex Lapis offered his help, yet something was wrong with it – maybe his strange gazes at you which you noticed sometimes, or your inner voice, that was telling you to look at him closer as if a mystery was hiding behind his glowing golden eyes.

You made an appointment to discuss everything without hurry and in a calm private atmosphere of your cabinet. But at the day of the meeting you didn't even tell a few words to your visitor before the new spasms of pain attacked your head, and made you shut your eyes and lean against the table to prevent yourself from falling, but it didn't help – all the times you neglected your health made it back, and you fainted. Before you closed your eyes you finally found the reason that was bothering you all this time, so in a delirious dream, you saw everyone with their faces and heard their true voices.

Zhongli tried to bring you to senses, but it didn't work. He couldn't risk anymore, not this time: he took you up in his arms, and went outside before he turned into a dragon. The only safe way to carry you back was to take you in his mouth, so he did it, holding you inside gently, afraid to hurt you with his teeth or slap you with tongue. It was his turn to take care of you – while you slept in a fever, Zhongli was in paranoid distress that Celestia found you again. Cloud Retainer tried to tell him that it was a natural reaction to the sudden return of memories, but he didn't want to hear it. Zhongli violated the law of the Heaven and hid you from God's and Archon's sight: now you didn't exist for them, they could never trace you by your energy, and your constellation was broken for them. You were right – words were a great power, and he could manipulate them as he liked. He could turn the lie into truth, as he was the one who defined the truth and the lie for himself.

You woke up after a couple of days and were greeted by Cloud Retainer. She checked on you and asked if you remembered her – you did, but didn't feel the same way anymore. While you were asleep you had seen all your life from early childhood until these days, but it seemed unreal and you couldn't associate yourself with it, like you watched after someone else. Cloud Retainer didn't push you into a friendship with her and was exercising your body patiently to recover all the abilities of it. She explained everything you wanted to know, but never told you about your relationships with her master – and you didn't bring this topic either. It was embarrassing for you to see all the nights of love you had spent together in detail, you still felt his hot kisses on your skin and shuddered every time you felt his attentive look on you, when you were walking down the corridors of his palace. You knew he was watching you, but couldn't see him.

Zhongli gave you time to accommodate and was waiting until you would want to meet him again. One more time you were first to visit his chamber, made a shy step into the room where he was resting in dragon appearance. Did you miss him? Or maybe you wanted to discuss something that was bothering you all this time? He heard you walking on tiptoes, as if you were afraid to disturb him, your bare feet made a barely audible sound when touched the warm floor. Zhongli opened his eyes, looking at you: you were healthy now, your cheeks got a nice light pink blush, your hair was smooth and shiny, and your skin didn't look dangerously pale.

You felt awkward, tried to find the right words to start a conversation, but Zhongli didn't need it. He touched your shoulder with his snout carefully, and waited for your reaction. You were confused but hugged him, wrapped your hands around his neck, and felt how shivers covered your body from the sensation of fur tickling your skin. Zhongli wanted to tell you how badly he missed you, how his life turned into an endless torture of regret and mourning but remained silent. He wrapped his body around you, trapping you so you would stay with him for the night instead of going away.

Every day, you knew him better again and spent time with pleasant conversations and walks. Zhongli did his best to make you fall in love with him again but accompanied you as a dragon or, on rare occasions, as adeptus. The abode was now a silent place with only two residents, so no one could disturb you – Cloud Retainer left you after you recovered and didn't visit you for a long time, giving Zhongli more space and opportunities. He became overprotective and attentive and didn't let you leave the palace alone. Zhongli assisted your experiments and reading time, prepared a bed for you in his chamber, and tried cooking your favorite mundane dishes.

You started to laugh more frequently when you were with him, narrated some things from your journey. You liked to talk with him before going to sleep, when the moonlight was filling the room, and you rested, laying on his cool dragon body. Zhongli kept one of his paws on you, imitating a hug, and you caressed it slowly, while telling him funny situations you were stuck into, then gave him a goodnight kiss and made yourself comfortable, preparing for the night.

Maybe you weren't the old version of yourself anymore, but Zhongli didn't love you less because of it. He was grateful that you were alive and he could hear your melodic voice and sweetest laugh. Zhongli didn't rush with getting intimate, but couldn't resist his desire to feel your warm lips with his tongue and inhale your arousing body scent, so when you were asleep, he sometimes touched your face with the tip of his tongue, imagining how he would place it inside your mouth when you would be ready for it. You didn't know about all his lewd dreams, couldn't even imagine how badly he wanted to sniff your private parts to understand if your body was ready to take him. On another night time talk he took a risk and licked your cheek, when you made a pause and tried to come up with a new topic. You looked at him with a surprised expression, but smiled and kissed him back, laughing joyfully, so Zhongli accepted it as a good sign. He ran his tongue over your lips this time, noticed how you stopped breathing for a moment; you opened your lips to take a breath, but he put his tongue inside your hot mouth, moving it inside slowly, and imitating frictions down your throat; his paw held you by your waist, you felt sharp claws pricking your skin without hurting it. Thoughts left your head as you started to enjoy such a strange vulgar way of kissing, but only one reckless thought of Zhongli doing the same things, but inside different part of your body made you tremble with excitement, and he noticed it.

As a dragon Zhongli kept a mental connection with you, so it wasn't a problem for him to know your desires. He smiled a little to himself, put his tongue out of your mouth, admiring the thick string of your and his saliva mixed together running down your chin. By your clouded gaze he could tell you wanted more, so he let himself strip you, by digging clothes out of body with claws. You felt his tongue going down from your neck to your hardened nipples, moving slowly down your belly, but avoiding your womanhood and teasing the inner part of your thighs. Despite the shyness and shame you felt, you spread your legs more, begging Zhongli with your actions and impatient folds that were glistening on your labia already. Such a view was driving Zhongli crazy, he curled his tongue on your clit, stimulating it with both rough and smooth sides of his tongue. You moaned long, clenching your fists from pleasure. You made yourself open your eyes to see his tongue satisfying you, moving from your clit to your wet hole and stuffing you full. Your walls were clenching around his thick tongue, sucking it deeper for better sensations. Zhongli kept your legs open by pressing his paws on your thighs, heeded to your breaths and moans to adjust the intensity of thrusts. When you were close to release, Zhongli suddenly put his tongue out, leaving you desperate and confused, only to replace it with his dick, already hard and fully erected. Passing Geo through your body, Zhongli put a protective spell on you, so you wouldn't get hurt – you didn't need more, as he used the same spells during stretching lessons and your body remembered it.

Zhongli wrapped around you to make you lay on him and still be able to see your face, his dick was pressed to the entrance of your core, and he inserted it slowly, while licking your cheek to calm you. Once he was inside you fully, he didn't wait anymore and started moving at a fast and desperate pace, pulling you on his cock hard. Zhongli heard sounds of bodies bumping in each other and with every thrust in your tight pussy he was closer and closer to his own orgasm. Scales rubbed against your body, you could sense Zhongli's pheromones and special smell which appeared on his body as a liquid and marked you as his mate. Zhongli came inside with a loud groan, his body shuddered, almost constricting you in his embrace, and made you cum as well, releasing not only inner coils, but squirting over his pubic zone. Zhongli stuffed you with cum unbearably full, the bulge on your tummy was painful even from the amount of seed he had placed inside you. The second after Zhongli put his cock out, his cum spilled out your exhausted womb, leaking down your thighs.

'I won't let anyone hurt you, my love,' Zhongli hugged you tighter, rubbing his snout against your face. 'You are mine... forever.'

You heard his heart beating in the same rhythm as yours. Now, when Zhongli became closer to the human's nature, he was ready to fight against the whole world alone to protect you, he would sell his soul and steal all the stars only to make you smile.

In the quiet and deserted abode Zhongli and you finally could enjoy the presence of each other, fearing nothing. You were the only one, who stayed with Zhongli in good times and bad, and he was endlessly grateful to you.

With first drops of dew on flowers, belated birds with black feathers and long forked tails flew up into the sky to mark the beginning of something wonderful.

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mermaidfanficlibrary · 6 months

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More about You | Genshin Impact x Male Reader

The description is down below. This is also on my Wattpad and Quotev! Enjoy!

Description: Celetsia's Divinity About you: About you | (You are here) About the family: About the family Prologue: Born from the stars | TBW Chapter 1: A child, the wolf, the dragon, and the god | TBW

WARNING: War and Death

Credit for picrew: Here

A/n: The picrew is just a reference and not what you exactly look like.

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Name: Y/n

Age: 6000+ years

Homeland: Uknown

Gender: Male

Appearance: H/L H/C hair, E/c Eyes, S/t Skin, L/c lips and Y/h tall

Personality: Sweet, Motherly, Kind, Understanding, Vengeful, Loving, Smart, Wise, Curious

Likes: Flowers, Butterflies, Taking care of kids, Helping others, Gardening, Baking, Learning new things.

Dislikes: Abuse, Bitter foods, Hurting others, Feeling vulnerable, Vane, His parents death.

Powers: Being able to control all elements, See other's dreams and enter them, see and speak to ghosts, seeing the future, flying

Other notes: Y/n was born along with the Seven Sovereigns, becoming an honorary dragon. He is able to form wings on his back to imitate dragon wings. Y/n has the power to see people's future, but it is just a brief vision, and it is always changing. Y/n forgot the powers he once had due to his mother hiding away his memories. His memories were hidden out of fear of his powers being used against him and being too dangerous for Y/n to handle on his own. Y/n see's ghosts and often helps those that want to move on. He also connects with them and brings a sense of happiness to lonely spirits. He is able to use the elements, but once he remembers his past. There is a reminence of the elemental power, but it isn't as strong as they used to be. Y/n knows all the gods, both before and after the Archon war and morns those that died during the war. He is often seen wearing a white two piece with a short crop top and a skirt, to resemble what his father once wore. It is mistaken that he is the ghost of Windrise because of his white apparel and his singing. Y/n wears more loose close that flow in the wind because of his brother and father.

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Love interests:

Mondstadt:

Aether

Venti

Diluc

Kaeya

Albedo

Bennett

Razor

Dainsleif

Jean

Eula

Lisa

Mona

Noelle

Rosaria

Sucrose

Liyue:

Zhongli

Xiao

Baizhu

Chongyun

Xingqiu

Beidou

Ganyu

Yelan

Hu Tao

Ningguang

Shenhe

Yanfei

Yun Jin

Keqing

Inazuma:

Ei/Raiden Shogun

Yae Miko

Kokomi

Kuki

Kujou Sara

Yoimiya

Ayaka

Ayato

Itto

Kazuha

Gorou

Heizou

Thoma

Takuya

Sumeru:

Alhaitham

Kaveh

Tighnari

Cyno

Wanderer

Nilou

Dehya

Collei

Dunyarzad

Fontaine:

Furina

Charlotte

Lynette

Navia

Lyney

Neuvillette

Wriothesley

Freminet

Natlan:

Murata

Snezhnaya:

The Tsaritsa

Tartaglia

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fatuismooches · 5 months

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Hello Smooches i hope that you are doing well! Also Merry Christmas to my one of my fav writers and also everyone here 💞🙏🛐 Thank you for still serving us Harbinger content for more than a year with ur big brain writings (as always) even though we barely have enough info about some of them.. *cries* (especially Capitano.. Mihoyo, where is he?? 😭💔 can we just skip to Natlan now-)

Also, have u seen those sus leaks about Natlan going around recently? 😭 i REALLY hope that Signora will be playable during Natlan's Story Quests

-🥝

(Before i go, do u remember about your post about Capitano taking tips from those love advice books and use them to flirt reader? Imagine that, but he got short-circuited instead bcs reader also flirting him back 💀 bcs it always went awkward)

My lovely 🥝 anon I too hope that you are doing well dearest! (Late) Merry Christmas to you as well, I hope you enjoyed it 💗 And YEAH EDBWDK it's crazy it's been so long since the Lazzo trailer dropped huh? I don't know when we'll get another huge lore drop but. I'm REALLY hoping we do because I'm hanging on by a mere thread.

And no I haven't actually! I'm not getting my hopes up for Natlan leaks so quickly, it'd probably be too good to be true 😭 But I swear, Signora HAS to be playable during Natlan 😢☹️☹️ I expect to see her moth flying in the background in a cutscene!! Or else!! 😡

UGHH I LOVE THAT HC SM!! I imagine Capitano had a whole plan of action for when he was trying to flirt with you (1. Chat with them. 2. Gauge their mood. 3. Flirt. 4. Gauge their mood again. 5. "Go with the flow" <- words from the book) Unfortunately he did not plan for you to flirt back with him. Capitano.exe has stopped working. What did that book say if this happened?! The poor Captain cannot remember, and now poor you are left wondering if he didn't like your forwardness. (He does.)

I've been reading a lot of "Dragon Capitano" Theory that has been going around after the end of Fontaine's Archon Quest and now i can't stop thinking of ur hc of reader teaching him "human emotion" 😭😭 its just so endearingly cute u know? -🥝

DRAGON CAPITANO? I've never heard of that theory before! I know Capitano is said to be an ordinary mortal/human but, I can't help but wonder if that's really true ahaha (the fanarts with the tongue and claws have me... 🤭 but regardless of what he turns out to be, I'll still luv luv him) But omg yes,,, that would certainly make that hc even cuter. A dragon living among mortals but still struggles to fit in!! 😔 But that's okay, you'll teach him all human things related, from emotions to actions to everything in between! And maybe he can teach you about some dragon facts in return :3 (Mhm now I'm imagining him hiding scales and other dragon features under all that bulk 😭)

#smooches talks #🥝 anon #capitano love notes <3 #bites him and shakes him!!

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syn-amin · 3 months

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Natlan + Murata Speculation

(crack theory)

With the recent uproar surrounding the supposed leaks of Murata's design, i've been thinking a TON about what Natlan is going to be like. The lack of information in game is really infuriating, but it is most definitely for a reason, right? We know its location (Fontanian NPC Augustus Lovelace, Quest: Recollections of a Fontanian), we know about the existence of the Mare Jivari (from Venti's story quest), we know about some of the geography, how it has hot springs and volcanoes (two Inazuman NPCs), and we also know that there were, at a point in time, six tribes that ruled the land (reference the "Walking Stick" weapon story). According to Neuvillette, war ravages the land, and it is often referred to as "the nation of dragons." Other than those small bits and pieces, we know nothing. No NPCs from Natlan, and no information on the current Pyro Archon.

So here's a whole bunch of speculation brought to you by yours truly!

Spanish influence in both the Murata leaks and the Natlan Travail score. Murata "leaks" depict a matador inspired design, while the Natlan score has guitars and castanets, which makes it sound like flamenco music or traditional spanish music

Natlan is supposed to be influenced by the americas and africa. Why have spanish influence? Here’s why: colonization, both in real life and in genshin.

In real life, spain colonized a lot of the americas, heavily impacting native cultures

In genshin, many of the children of murata lost their connection with their god due to their struggle for survival and eventual enslavement, thus separating them from their culture

Vennessa, probably the most notable child of murata, stood up against the tyranny of the mondstadt aristocracy alongside venti and ragnvindr. Her red hair is a sign of her descendancy from murata

Vennessa effectively became a Mondstadtian thru the war and her title as the first “Dandelion Knight.” She died in Mond and became the Falcon of the West, which is one of the four winds

This Murata design could look so… european, because of the erasure of muratan culture thanks to enslavement in Mondstadt. The reason she could be an archon is because she fought to reclaim the land that rightly belonged to the muratan people

Which leads me to the reason for war in the first place. Murata might be dead

What leads me to say this? Well, Venti has no clue where Murata is after he awoke from his 1000 year slumber in order to assist Vennessa

None of the archons ever reference her in game. The only thing we do know is that the current pyro archon is NOT one of the original seven, as only venti and zhongli are

The constant war in natlan could be the result of a power struggle, where whoever’s on top at the moment is the acting archon, aka THE PERSON WITHTHE GNOSIS

At the end of the Fontaine Archon Quest, the traveler gets to ask Neuvillette about Natlan. Neuvillette doesn’t know much, saying “it’s a nation of dragons,” and that “war ravages those lands like an undying flame.” The most interesting piece, however, is that “the Captain” aka Capitano, one of the Fatui Harbingers, “has thrown his hat into the endless ring of war.” Neuvillette learned this from Arlecchino in their negotiations.

Why is a Fatui Harbinger fighting in a random war in the middle of the dangerous region of Natlan? There’s only one real reason. For the gnosis.

The Harbingers are allowed their own agendas of course. Signora wishes to “cleanse the world of its crookedness,” Childe wants to become the strongest warrior and fight the gods, Dottore wants to obtain the power of the gods, Scaramouche wants to become a god. But all of these goals (except for Scaramouche’s) serve the Fatui’s mission to collect the seven gnosises.

Capitano may have an alternative motive, but his main one is acquiring the gnosis, likely through means of war.

All of the past archons (and Neuvillette) have given up their gnosis in a manner fitting of their nation’s principals. Venti gave his up freely, not even trying to fight Signora back, despite the fact he very well could. Zhongli gave his up thru a contract. Raiden Ei gave hers to Yae Miko, who then traded it with Scaramouche in order to save the traveler’s life (which in essence is a form of eternity, by saving a life you elongate it), the electro gnosis is then acquired by nahida, who trades it with dottore in exchange for the destruction of his clones (the end of eternity). Nahida’s dendro gnosis is then traded to Dottore in exchange for knowledge on the skies of Teyvat. The hydro gnosis is given to Arlecchino by Neuvillette as a diplomatic gift, as she assisted in the rescue of many Fontanians despite her standing as a Harbinger

This means it is only likely that Capitano will win the gnosis in a war

In the Teyvat Travails trailer, Dainslief says, “the rules of war are written in the womb: the victors shall burn bright, while the losers must turn to ash. When the god of war shares this with the traveler, it is because she has her reasons.”

The metaphors of “victors burning bright” and “losers must turn to ash,” feels suspiciously like the life cycle of a phoenix

Ironically, in the Ars Goetia – a Hebrew collection of demons that the Archons take one of their names from – there is a demon named “Phenex.”

As a child, Vennessa did not learn many of the stories of her people, or her god. One story she did learn, however, is about Celestia. In the story, great heroes would be chosen to live and fight alongside the Gods in Celestia, where the great heroes would effectively become immortal.

In the story of Phenex, Phenex believed after 1200 years he would return to heaven, but he was deceived.

These two stories sound incredibly similar, especially with the allusion to the Phoenix in the Travail teaser, and the return to heaven/celestia.

Phenex has power over life and death, and is able to revive when killed. Venti once knew Murata, but he knows her no more. Perhaps this new archon is Murata rebirthed, born in Mondstadt, but still a child of murata who returns home to reclaim the land.

Additionally, the title for the chapter V archon quest is “Incandescent Ode of Resurrection.” Incandescent means “emitting light due to being heated,” an Ode is a poem in praise of something, and Resurrection, well… rebirth. This could once again point to the allusion to phoenixes thru the imagery of a fiery rebirth.

Perhaps the people are fighting to FIND the god of war, since the one who would win is the one who’s supposed to be the archon right? So if Capitano goes thru Natlan fighting every faction, eventually he’ll find the archon and fight them for the gnosis!

So it is possible that the current archon’s “demon name” is “Phenex,” or some variation of it. It is also possible that there is a constant battle in search of the god and the gnosis, explaining why the Murata Venti knew hasn’t been seen for so long, and why Capitano is (as of the latest mention of him) fighting in Natlan. The mondstadt-looking design depicted in the leaks could be due to the current archon being a descendent of Vennessa, who died in Mondstadt.

this is just speculation tho, and a bunch of wild, unorganized speculation at that. i hope it's at least somewhat comprehensible!

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin leaks #genshin theory #murata #genshin murata #natlan #natlan archon quest theories #capitano is there so that has GOT to mean something #i did have a lot of fun writing all this tho #just a whole lot of brain matter smacked onto a tumblr post

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cat-downthestreet · 3 months

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So I was watching this video, and I had a few thoughts.

Listen, I love the theory that it's a curse that's preventing the people of Natlan from leaving, but I'd like to raise a more detailed point.

For context, my dad plays Genshin- he's currently on his way to Liyue. I've been discussing minor bits of lore with him, in part because we both like a good story, but also because he's working towards a degree in history and he's an author. Because of his writing skills and his knowledge of history, he has a bit of insight into what could be happening with Natlan. Here's what we came up with:

1) It's possible that the people of Natlan find it too difficult to cross the region between it and the other nations. After all, it's quite possible that the Mare Jivari (or maybe a highly dangerous volcanic region) is in-between Natlan and Sumeru Desert, and we all know how dangerous and difficult to traverse that area is. It's like a desert on crack, and deserts like the Sahara have historically deterred people from interacting with nations beyond the sands. That doesn't mean no one ever tried- people did manage to cross the Sahara eventually, and the same goes for the Great Red Sands/Mare Jivari/whatever is in-between Natlan and the other nations because we know Vennessa's tribe made it through the region at some point. They must've had a pretty big reason to, like maybe dragons becoming more hostile towards their tribe specifically or the wars becoming too difficult for the Children of Murata to handle. They might've even been hunted due to their affiliation with the former Pyro Archon, which could be the result of a battle to earn that title taking place that might span back all the way to Vennessa's time. (Yes, this theory is inspired. I'll let you guess by who.) (Also this could be another nod to Natlan's inspiration. The ocean separated the Americas from the other continents for thousands of years before anyone decided to cross it.)

2) Natlan is extremely xenophobic, which would make sense due to its inspirations. Natives (both North and South American) have always been wary of outsiders due to some... certain people. My dad also brought up that some conquistadors in the Americas were known as "dragoons" due to their weapons, which you can look up on Wikipedia if you'd like to read more. Maybe Hoyoverse is going for a play on words with Latin American history and the dragons we hear about are/were invaders in Natlan, causing the nation to fear and hate outsiders. Maybe that is all in the past, but a Harbinger looking to win a tournament could use that history to cause some tension between the people of Natlan and the dragons they live with...

3) A combination of the previous two as well as war and/or a curse could be making it extremely difficult for the people of Natlan to exit their nation. This is the most likely option, historically speaking (minus the curse- consider that the thing that makes Genshin's version special). That is, if Hoyoverse plans to base Natlan on the Americas as much as they did with other nations and their inspirations.

What do you think?

#natlan #genshin impact #genshin theory #genshin impact theory #let's just say that #i had an idea #and i ran with it #Youtube

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idkfitememate · 5 months

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Actually I kinda think something like a red dragon would be cool for natlan, or a fire moth (like signora, seeing as the archon quest has something to do with ressurection) or you could just make a portable pyro regisvine /hj ❤️

Anyways first ask here hope you've been having a great week :)

As much as I’d love to, we know less about Natlan than we do Snezhnaya! And I don’t want to try to make something up with no knowledge on it. The only people we’ve ever seen in the canon from Natlan was Vanessa and others in the manga while Mondstadt was under the rule of the Aristocracy! You know!.. the slaves?-໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶ ꒱ྀིა

And anyway, welcome! Hope you come back! I love all these asks! And hope you have a great week also as well! ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶꒱ა

(Plus I imagine that the Dragon we get will hopefully be Quetzalcoatl based! I made an OC on the idea ages ago…)

#anon <3 #asks <3

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protect-namine · 6 months

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I put up a poll on which events will likely happen first in genshin and someone actually said that we'll get venti's second story quest before exploring natlan, and I'm like. oh buddy. I soooo badly want that to happen, but at this point I think the fatui will gather all the gnosis before we even get that story quest lmao

for context: the fatui has all the gnosis except natlan's (presumably). the archons' second story quest usually introduces interesting Fundamental™ lore and a new weekly boss. zhongli introduced the idea of erosion and traveler being a witness; ei showed chaotic spacetime dimensions and just... the weird flow of time using the sakura tree, nahida and apep gave us dragon lore and the idea of memories being convertible to energy.

I guess it's up in the air what fontaine's will be. 'cause from what I understand, technicallyyyy... there is no hydro archon anymore. the divine seat was destroyed so the authority is back with the hydro dragon sovereign instead (the gnosis is more like an elemental amplifier, but it's not really the source of elemental "authority"). so I guess it could be neuvillette's second story quest that will introduce something new, but it could also still be furina's. idk.

anyway. so like. regardless when venti's second story quest will appear, what is he gonna reveal this late into the game? it can't be about preserving history through songs, because zhongli already covered erosion and we also already saw in wanderer's interlude quest that fiction may contain more truth than memories and historical records. it can't be about time travel and dimensional pockets (domains) where spacetime is chaotic, because ei already showed us that (plus... everything that happened in that interlude quest with xiao and yelan).

so, this late into the game, what information is he gatekeeping from us that we can't discover through others? natlan will probably drop more dragon lore, so that can't be it. alchemy is albedo and rhinedottir's whole thing; astronomy/hydromancy is mona's and barbeloth's; fates and the fake sky might even be wanderer's, 'cause I guess his vahumana thesis is gonna be his future story quest and he introduced the idea of the sky being fake. or, I guess nicole's too. structure of teyvat might be alice's thing (since she takes care of teyvat's borders). dainsleif always reveals new khaenri'ah and abyss order lore. surlatogi and skirk probably covers the abyss stuff.

so that leaves us with... descenders and celestia? omg can venti give us descender lore pleaseeee I think he should actually be the one to clear that up for us, especially since it's possible he was the one that summoned the twins to teyvat in the first place. but I guess celestia would work too. the statue of barbatos is engraved with "gateway of celestia" after all.

#mine musings #liveblogging genshin #i mean yeah we already kinda knew that the v1 characters will circle back around to being relevant in the end game #but like......... venti-related lore is somehow everywhere and nowhere at the same time lmao #if all venti is gonna reveal is that he summoned the twins to teyvat.... buddy we already KNEW that so like. likeeeeee #just tell us! what you're hiding!!!!#you know. in all of this i still don't know what childe's deal is lmao #like. everyone has their own Thing meanwhile childe is such a wild card that he kinda?? fits into any of the lore categories i mentioned

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welcometoteyvat · 2 months

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whagghh can we see that hu tao xingqiu snippet wip?

Xingqiu slumps onto his desk, defeated. The deadline for a special volume of A Legend of Sword is scarcely three nights away, and yet he still hasn’t progressed past the first fight sequence. Every word he pens is inadequate, and the brush in his hand is crooked and sluggish, and another colorless midnight has almost passed, and still, he has nothing to show for it. His valiant unnamed hero claims a narrow victory against the Tai-Shogun’s cyborg samurai, and then—and then…

When Xingqiu’s eyelids flutter open again, the lantern by his window has dimmed considerably… He cannot have dozed off for that long, can he?

At least his father and brother are asleep. It would be best if they never find out about his sleeping schedule.

The shadow of his hand is so sharp against his lantern-lit draft. Xingqiu traces the ridges of his knuckles, a flickering black silhouette on the page beneath it. From this angle, it almost looks like a dragon’s mouth, one of the Natlan kinds… maybe he’ll be able to see one in person someday…

His eyes shut slowly.

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ermmmmm embarrassing... this was supposed to be published with the snippet (so i could've just given you the full snippet since it isn't long anyways) but it's ballooned rather fast and I don't want to wait. also yeah this has no hu tao mentioned because unfortunately she comes in right after this lmao. also the hu tao xingqiu dialogue inspiration that struck me at 2 am yesterday left so now i have to reinvent the wheel (<- bad at banter). anyways i hope you enjoy <3 this idea was kinda random haha, i just wanted to write something from xingqiu's perspective and show how they bounce off each other really well LOL nothing much to it. I was going to change it into xingqiu + venti writers block (venti is one of the muses fr) but i haven't watched irodori thoroughly and decided to keep hu tao. anyways yeah hopefully i finish this thing soon lol

#maybe i will someday write enough of them to put in one fic and make it vaguely chronological and more than 1k words for once #anyways thank... for asking about them wwwww my two loveliest chars and abyss killers #asks #anon ask #i have an inkling of who this is from but if i guess wrong its going to be so awkward for everyone so i wont #but anyways hi anon <3 ty for the ask #also idk if you noticed but i tried making his speech go from more verbose to less as his fatigue increases lol it doesnt rlly work bc the #sentences at the beginning aren't super fancy but yeah hopefully it shows a bit #genshin impact

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adapokib · 2 months

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Here she is!! In all her glory, Akicita! (name meaning 'warrior' in Sioux or Dakota)

for context: This is one of 3 of my Natlan Genshin OCs!

For Akis design I leaned more into the west African fashion sense, with heavier, structured, "draping", fabrics. these characteristics molded with an anime fantasy style and boom, her outfit.

I did look at Murata from Honkai 3rd, because that's the name of the archon of Natlan, but I used her for Inspiration for my other OC Itzel.

I also kept in mind the teaser character for Natlan, so that my OCs could stand next to her and not look weird, looking at the shapes, colours and overall vibe.

In all the designs I made sure to add feathers, because in Aztec culture (which I also looked a lot into for these designs) feathers are shown a lot to represent abundance, riches and power, also the teaser character also had them.

A lot of genshin characters take partial inspiration from real life or in game Deities, like Cyno, or Nilou. I wanted to also look into this for Aki and the rest. I looked into both Aztec and West African mythos for Deities of war or fire and found a few.

in Aztec culture I found Huitzilopochtli, the God of the sun and war, but I was more drawn to Ta Kora the West African the Abosom (or lesser God) of war and strife.

It is said that crocodiles are said to be his messengers of evil or bad news, and he has a few other reptilian symbols, and that's close enough to dragon, right?

Ta Kora is the Abosom of war, however he is depicted usually as being peace seeking, however is ruthless to those who disregard his mercy.

this and a few other bits and pieces I took to form Akicita.

when it comes to her actual personality, she very much loves her nation, she enjoys a fight. she is very powerful.

unlike her inspiration, Ta Kora, she is not quite as merciful, but just as ruthless. Aki does not hesitate to team up with people, but she is far less hesitant to turn her back on those just as quick usually to serve her own benefit. she always wins because she doesn't pick a fight, she knows she won't win, not that there's many she wouldn't win against.

we don't know a lot about the lore of Natlan, and Akicita is probably going to go through a couple changes after release, but for now she is one of Muratas followers however isn't very loyal.

Ta Kana has a rivalry with Owuo the Abosom of death, likewise Akicita is an enemy to death. "It would be dishonorable to die during battle, so you should live so we can keep fighting" -type.

on the front of her skirt, thing, is an Adinkra symbol, used typically in Ghana that represent concepts. I of course I picked one out for each of my OCs.

Akicitas Adinkra symbol is 'FuntunFunefu Denkyenfunefu' the Siamese crocodiles, "they share a stomach but when the get food, the strive over it". Which I feel fits with Akis character well, she doesn't need to fight or betray, but she chooses to, because she can, even if it goes against her goals.

There's more, but I'll leave it here for now...

Up next is Itzel!! pray I don't get artblock... please.. I'm on such a roll.

Thank you so much for reading to the end!!!!

#genshin oc #character design #artists on tumblr #oc art #original character #african mythology #infodump

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kokomelt · 27 days

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More Inazuma Eleven Genshin AU aka more of me sharing stuff without sense but a lot of passion >3<

Random headcanons with no order, no cohesion, just whatever my mind throws in the table about this, let's go!

Keep in mind we don't have all the regions yet nor lore about other races that may come with Natlan and Snezhnaya in the future.

Mainly about the Go! series because it has grown on me over time

I already said Hakuryuu being a dragon could work because both Zhongli and Neuvilette are dragons. However, both of them are centuries old, so maybe Hakuryuu is just a half-dragon just like how Yanfei is half-adeptus.

Speaking of dragons, Someoka probably would be one just like Neuvilette and Zhongli. But I feel he'd be from either Inazuma or Fontaine.

Tenma is from Mondstadt and that's about it. It's the "city of freedom" after all, it matches him.

Hikaru Kageyama has a bit of Khaenri'ahn ancestry from his uncle Reiji's side.

There are various characters that confirm yokai exist and are a race on their own (since Kirara and Sucrose don't have the same cat genetics, because Kirara is a nekomata). This has to do with the following ideas...

Mahoro and Amagi are both part-oni. Blue and Crimson respectively, following something similar to what happens between Itto and Takuya.

Kariya is either a kitsune or if we're keeping the Scaramouche parallelisms, a puppet.

The latter is even better if you think about the comparison I made between Raiden and Hiroto/Tatsuya back when I mentioned this AU.

For those who need context: Raiden created Kunikizushi/Scaramouche. He refers to her as his "mother". I'll not mention much more drama about them because that's as much as you need to understand about how I'm linking them.

This would also imply Hiroto became an Archon at some point?? But we don't need to follow the main events of Genshin word by word

But not all Gods of Teyvat are Archons (Guizhong, Nabu Malikata and so on) so no one says Tatsuya couldn't be a God himself, and just like Guizhong he was exceptionally crafty. Or ascended to Godhood somehow. But I've only heard about ascending to Archon-hood so I don't know about this really.

For the sake of the EiMiko reference, Midorikawa could also be a kitsune.

Tachimukai is like Gorou, he's half-dog. I'm totally biased and just think he deserves to be petted.

I don't know any water-like races. People usually think Kokomi is usually a sea dragon of sorts but she mentioned she's a human (Secret Summer Paradise event). Oceanids are spoiler territory but they don't matter much considering what happens in Fontaine with the Primordial Sea and the prophecy. Until Sigewinne releases, I won't comment on human-looking and/or half-human Melusines.

I mention this just to say that...I want to give Tsunami a water based species, but I'm not sure.

I could also ignore all canon content, go with the fandom's flow (I love Mermaid Kokomi even if it's not canon) and make the Merman Tsunami real in this AU, or just give him mermaid ancestry somehow >.<

I would make him have ancestry in Enkanomiya but I don't think he fits in Inazuma

Kurama's hissatsu, Sidewinder, is the only reason I have to back me up on putting him as one of King Deshret's descendants and part of the Eremites.

I feel like Hayami would either be a student from the Akademiya like Layla, or part of the alchemists from the Knights of Favonius like Sucrose.

Sangoku is half-adeptus, but I don't know which specific illuminated beast he could be. Maybe a xiezhi just like Yanfei.

Ghosts and spirits exist canonically (see Wuwang Hill, Tsurumi Island and Hu Tao's quest) so Shuu can also be here. However I feel a bit bad just leaving him as a ghost once again.

He could also be a pure-blooded illuminated beast (like Cloud Retainer/Xianyun). Assuming most if not all illuminated beasts are based on Chinese or Buddhist myths (though Xiao is implied to be based on a Hindu demigod too), Shuu could be one that hasn't yet been mentioned canonically.

But this is just me trying to give him a bit more of physical relevance, his story and what happened to his sister actually align a lot better with Tsurumi Island's lore.

By this logic, Shuu just like Ruu, could have been from the Thunderbird Civilization.

I'd also add Qiqi being was resurrected by the adepti as a zombie. Shuu being an undead just like her makes sense to me but I feel a bit too cruel if I decide to just put him as one.

These are just very few headcanons, not all of them are definitive but I'm always open to talk about it in my asks, because that way I can also archive whatever comes to my mind and tag it under the Inazuma Eleven Genshin AU to keep better track of it n.n

#Yapping -- * frantic fish noises *#I can't tag all the characters mentioned here there's too many???#So I'll just use the general tags and not character specific ones #inazuma eleven genshin au #inazuma eleven au #inazuma eleven go #inazuma eleven #ina11 go #ina11 #i wrote this instead of sleeping

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alloganes · 5 months

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miscellaneous murata notes. because i do not trust hyv

first and foremost, murata is not pale. do not trust or perceive whatever white woman hoyo is going to put out. murata's ethnicity is analogous to that of the mēxihcah people, who were an ethnic group present in the mexica empire. similar to the depictions of the children of murata in the webcomic, murata has darker skin and red hair.

she's also genderfluid and goes by all pronouns. they can change their form into whatever they please and although they tend to present androgynously anyways, they can present either masculine or feminine. they tend to use he/they pronouns when presenting masculinely and she/they pronouns when presenting femininely, but really, they do not care.

their true form is a dragon similar to a deity named quetzalcoatal and several of their draconic features shine through to their human form. her nails are pointed, she has longer and sharper canines and lateral incisors, and some parts of her hair can easily be described as feather-like.

wasn’t always affiliated with war. they were, however, always at the side of the first god of war and always fought by his side in combat. prior to ascending to the role of pyro archon, murata was a god of life. although they were a fearsome foe, they were highly valued on the battlefield for saving and preserving the lives of their soldiers. additionally, he was seen as the patron god of priests.

he has several titles attributed to his name. to his people, his official title is the huēyi tlahtoān. his gnostic name is eligos. otherwise, he is known as the god of war, the god of victory, the pyro archon, and the feathered serpent.

i am really toying with the idea that murata has full presidence over the capital of natlan and that the capital is a neutral ground for the nation. there are strict laws of war in the nation and the capital is absolutely off limits for any sort of battle. also toying around with murata's throne perhaps being up for grabs for anyone capable of defeating him, but so far, nobody has come close.

aside from their status as god of war and victory, murata is also seen as a god of agriculture, medicine, and astronomy in their nation. astronomy in particular is a great field of study in natlan and that's primarily thanks to murata.

#tag later.#clenches my fist. its all coming together #ive been doing so much. so much research on meso-american culture for n.atlan and m.urata in the past few days #mainly bc i dont want to be speaking out of my ass obviously #but everything im learning is so cool guys. so cool

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mililika · 2 years

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Headcanons

charcter: childe, pantalone, kaeya, capitano cw: headcanons note: I really tried

• The way to the Captaino's heart lies through his little daughter. The girl looks like a real princess: she has plump baby cheeks, big eyes like a doll, she is sweet and kind. At first glance, you can't tell that she is the daughter of the Harbinger of Fatui. He is ready to do anything for his daughter. His wife died during childbirth, so the man decided to give all his love to his precious daughter. • All the children of Mondstadt adore the cavalry captain. Its appeal even works for children. Not only Klee calls him "Big Brother Kaeya", but many other children. When he has a break, many children find him lying on a bench and take him with them to play with them. Surprisingly, Kaeya never refuses them and does not even get tired of their games or their impulsiveness. He is glad that you can please someone with your presence. But at night, sometimes, he allows himself a little luxury: he dreams of his own family, where he has a child who will rejoice in him just like those children. • Childe doesn't remember his childhood well. The abyss took not only Ajax himself, but also his many memories. But he remembers one cold winter night. He couldn't sleep, so mom decided to tell him a tale of fairy. She lived in a big lake in the middle of the forest, she helped lost children find a way out. And if the fairy likes you, she can fulfill your wish. When Tartaglia returns home, he goes fishing and for some reason always remembers this tale of fairy. He has lost his youth, but for some reason, like a little boy, he continues to believe that the fairy exists. While Childe was fishing, he began to notice the movement of water, bubbles and strange very quiet sounds. Well, after he noticed that someone steals his fish very quietly. Childe looked around and noticed something strange near the stone. He got up quietly, picked up a knife and walked towards the sounds. As soon as he looked over the stone, he suddenly stopped. The Arctic mermaid was eating his fish. She looked so happy. She was so beautiful, like a fairy. — The fairy has become a fishy. Funny — Childe grinned, which greatly frightened the mermaid. She quickly spat out a piece of fish and disappeared under the water. Childe became a little boy who hoped to meet his fairy again. • Pantalone was born into a very poor family and grew up in the slums of the city. Sometimes there was not enough money even for ordinary bread. That's why he's so obsessed with money right now. He works hard not for the prosperity of his country, but in order not to feel that fear again. That's why he loves luxury things so much: he lives in a huge house, his rings are made of very expensive minerals. And even his wife is synonymous with the word "wealth", because she is a native of a rich house of aristocrats from Natlan. And Pantaloon's wife is his personal treasure, which he will guard like a dragon from fairy tales about the princess from the tower.

#genshin #genshin impact #tartagila #childe #childe tartagalia #capitano #genshin impact kaeya #pantalone

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reginrokkr · 1 year

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◟༺✧༻◞ Teyvat chapter storyline preview: Travail —Chinese translation script—

The war has already begun— a continuation of the previous war. The gods encase the outlines of "desire" in seven types of brilliant light. With this, they demonstrate that their authority can be exceeded. Yet smoldering remains lie buried underneath the foundations of reality as a warning to those who overstep their bounds:

"That divine throne in the high heavens was never a seat reserved for you from the start."

But oh, you who oversteps your bounds, do not stop walking here. For none can watch the fire burn from the other side of the river. Watch...

—Act. Prologue: Mondstadt. Mea libertas meus canor (My freedom is my song)—

For the giant dragon who guarded the city of freedom for thousands of years. Doubts about [the concept of] "freedom" have begun to surface. A "freedom" that was ordered by a god— can it still be called freedom?

—Act. I: Liyue. Ruat caelum fiat pactum (Let the contract be made, though the heavens fall)—

In an audience of many, the God of Contracts was assassinated. At the very end, he shall sign a contract to end all contracts.

—Act. II: Inazuma. Perpetua perennis impervia (Perpetual, perennial, impervious)—

Under the immortal Shogun, the era of the Sakoku Decree ordered by the Shogunate sees no end. The god who pursues "Eternity"— What kind of eternity does she find within the eyes of ordinary mortals?

—Act. III: Sumeru. Sub floreis lumen sagacitatis (Under the flowery light of sagacity)—

Wisdom is the enemy of the God of Wisdom. Knowledge is a bait floating on the surface of the sea of ignorance. In the city of learning, the scholars are pushing for foolishness, and the god's wisdom has raised no objections to this.

—Act. IV: Fontaine. Iustitia omnia vincit (Justice defeats all)—

The God of Justice is an ardent admirer of all the farces that take place in the courtroom, even yearning to judge her fellow gods. But one thing is very clear to her: the Heavenly Principles are the one thing she cannot make her enemy.

—Act. V: Natlan. Surge vir fortis I natam victoriam (Rise, O strong man, and go to your destined victory)—

The rules of war are carved into the bodies of all living things: The defeated become embers of the fires of war, while the victors will reignite. The God of War confides this secret with the Traveler, because she has reasons for doing so.

—Act. VI: Snezhnaya. Ducam regina mea gloria haud pluribus impar (Let me lead my queen to near unmatched glory)—

She is a god whom no one will love ever again; She is a god who will never love anyone again. The reason why people follow her Is because they believe one day she will finally be able to raise a flag of rebellion against the Heavenly Principles.

In an eternity with neither beginning nor end, humans shall live a peaceful life without dreams. But in the blind spot of the gods' gaze, there are still people who want to dream.

—Act. ▇▇: Khaenri'ah. The dream yet to be dreamed—

All humans have that innate quality which makes them human; We are not the residue left behind from filtering out those who were "chosen by the gods." From beyond this world, we will obtain the power to reject this world.

Now, you who have traversed heaven and earth— Your travels and journey have ended, But you have yet to cross the final doorway. If you have understood the purpose of your travels, then come forward. Defeat me, command me to step aside, and prove to me that you are more suitable than me to rescue her. After that, go forth spin all the threads of fate anew.

My memory has already suffered too much erosion, but I will always remember, that she also loves these flowers.

#◟༺✦༻◞ fragments of light from the roots of truth ┊reference.┊#I've just come across this #and honestly I find it so interesting #one of the greatest mysteries to me #was the translated 'prove to me that you're worthier than I #to rescue her'#this makes it much better in my eyes #less shippy too for that matter #because it felt like some fight #over to see who deserves more to rescue Lumine or something #also the fact that it's outright said in the ending #that his memory has suffered from erosion directly #that surprised me #but it's a really good touch nonetheless #anyway I have more to say but #I'll stop the ramblings on tags now jfhjg

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sku11s1asher · 3 months

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hi! it's my first time requesting for your blog and I saw you take requests for neuvillette, there's not much content of him x male reader that isn't smut 🥲

since i can't wait for natlan, how abt neuvi x fire dragon male reader? i imagine him being this very evidently strong warrior, the most powerful of his nation but when he's with neuvi he gets so flustered, he's so enamoured he doesn't know how to deal with it, like a princess flame from adventure time kind of situation. they're both very much in love but show it in their own ways, both reserved and serious looking but very romantic once they're alone.

neuvillette x m! reader (part 2)

notes: i hope I didn’t take too long to finish this. i didn’t know if you wanted them to be in an established relationship, so i just made it where they were in one(i can always make a part 2 that’s ab before their relationship) lmk if i interpreted your request wrong and i’ll fix it.

update: part 2 is made, click the part 2 with the underline to get taken to it.

y/n l/n was a very well-known name, he was known as one of the best warriors in Natlan. y/n was also known for being very serious and reserved, some rumored that he only knew two things: war and bluntness. However, most didn’t know that it could all disappear in an instant if you put him next to Neuvillette.

Speaking of Neuvillette, y/n is currently freaking out since he found out he has to go to Fontaine and meet with some people. If it wasn’t obvious, one of those people is neuvillette, who he may or may not be dating. Why would y/n be freaking out if he was already in a relationship with Neuvillette? Because y/n doesn’t understand how to show his love for Neuvillette. How do you explain to someone that you love them so much you would blow up the world for them?

Now thinking about it, y/n hasn’t seen Neuvillette for a while. They send letters at least once a week, but it’s hard with their busy schedules along with living so far apart. “How does that sound to you, y/n?” Someone spoke, breaking him out of spacing out, “Ah, yes, I shall be on my way to Fontaine in the next day.”

That day surprisingly went by fast, which made a rare feeling arise in y/n, anxiety. Now, anxiety was common for most people, but y/n rarely if ever felt it. He was a dragon and one of the strongest warriors in his nation, why would he need to be anxious about something? Was it because he was about to see his boyfriend (mate?), who he was dangerously in love with and would quite literally get on his knees and bark for him if he asked? No, of course not!

Sometimes, y/n forgot how long of a journey it was to Fontaine, especially when carrying things with him. Maybe this time, he could just leave the stuff at Neuvillette's place, just the thought of that made him feel all giddy. Soon enough, y/n saw the elegant nation of hydro.

y/n was greeted by a couple of the civilians as he walked through the city. Most kept their distance from him, which wasn’t surprising, he wasn’t from Fontaine (obviously), plus he’s a huge man who looked like he would snap anyone’s neck if they looked at him funny. y/n didn’t want to attract any more attention that wasn’t necessary so he hurried to Palais Mermonia.

Once y/n arrived, he made his way to Neuvillette's office, ignoring the looks he was getting. y/n felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest the closer he got to Neuvillette's office. y/n was a bit embarrassed that he was feeling like a schoolgirl about to confess to her crush. People around him could probably see him blushing (all they see is y/n with an intimidating face approaching Neuvillette's office).

knock knock. y/n waited patiently for Neuvillette to allow him to come into his office. y/n wondered if anyone told Neuvillette that he was coming today, but before he could overthink anymore a voice interrupted his thoughts. “Come in.” Hearing Neuvillette's voice made his heartbeat pick up even faster like he was going to puke (in a good way).

y/n opened the door, “Sorry for the sudden appearance.” y/n said as he stepped inside Neuvillette's office. Before he could say anything else, y/n saw how good Neuvillette looked right now. All y/n could do was stare, “It’s fine, I was wondering when the next time you’d show up would be. Take a seat, let’s discuss some things.” As Neuvillette talked, y/n said nothing, he didn’t trust himself to not become a flustered mess. “y/n, are you listening?”

y/n expressed his love in a different but similar way than Neuvillette did. Neuvillette called y/n nicknames (when it was appropriate; not at work settings), holding his hand, smiling at him, subtle things. While y/n did things like doing whatever Neuvillette asked, helping him out with chores, and spending time with him. Speaking of spending time with Neuvillette, both males were currently at Neuvillette's desk.

y/n was sitting next to Neuvillette, trying his hardest to not think about how perfect Neuvillette was. “Would you like to go to a restaurant nearby later?” Neuvillette asked when he noticed it was starting to get late. y/n felt his body heat up, “I suppose,-only if you want to though.” y/n stuttered out, his hands going to his lap when he felt them start to get hot.

“You’re so easy to fluster, y/n. I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to,” Neuvillette chuckled while looking back at his paperwork. “I’m about to be done with this. Why don’t you tell me about what’s been going on in Natlan? I heard something is brewing up.” Neuvillette asked with a slight hum. “Why are you always thinking of work? Do you not like me enough to ask about something else? Am I not interesting enough?” y/n asked with furrowed eyebrows and a pout on his face. y/n wasn’t necessarily upset or anything but it did frustrate him a bit that one of the first things his boyfriend asked was about work.

Neuvillette looked at y/n, a blank look on his face. Before y/n could question the look, Neuvillette's hand came up and cupped his face, “You’re so cute. I was just wanting to make small talk for now. You’re the most interesting man I’ve met, y/n, there’s no need to get worried.” Neuvillette said honestly, looking at y/n with a soft smile and giving him a peck on his lips.

y/n felt his whole body heat up as he started to blush, “You can’t just-“ y/n tried to say but the realization of Neuvillette kissing him made y/n cover his face. Neuvillette apologized, hiding an amused tone, “My apologies, I didn’t mean to fluster you,” after a moment, Neuvillette spoke up again, “You’re going to burn my chair if you don’t calm down, love,” Neuvillette stated while cleaning up his desk before they went on the date.

The entire date was the both of them being flirty to each other (which definitely didn’t look like an old married couple flirting with each other). “When things clear up, you should come to Natlan. There’s this restaurant I think you’ll like.” y/n suggested as he continued to eat his food. Every now and then, y/n would look up to stare at Neuvillette, feeling like a love-struck teenager.

As they finished eating and walked out of the restaurant (yes the meal got paid for), Neuvillette held y/n hand, walking towards his house. “How long are you staying for?” Neuvillette asked in a calm tone, taking glances at his boyfriend. “I have to leave Monday, around 8 am.” y/n answered, looking around the city. “Fontaine is beautiful.” y/n muttered. Even if it wasn’t his first time in the nation, it always made him amazed every time he came.

The couple mostly kept silent as they walked, feeling comfort in each other presence. “I love you,” y/n said suddenly in a soft tone which made Neuvillette look towards him, “I love you too.” y/n looked at Neuvillette, stopping both of them in their tracks. “Neuvillette, I'm being serious, I would catch myself on fire and die if you asked.” “My love, you do realize fire does not affect you, right?”

Neuvillette loved his warrior, y/n was strong and would protect Neuvillette from anyone who looked at them wrong. Even if he didn't say it out loud, it always made Neuvillette proud that he was the only one to make y/n act like a different person than he normally was. It was also very amusing to him.

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