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miothle · 1 year

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Anywhere the wind blows🍃

#my art #genshin impact #原神 #genshin fanart #wanderer #genshin impact wanderer #wanderer fanart #happy birthday to my fav character!!!#he's the reason i started genshin #i totally did not rush this in one day and got my hand sore and numb #im so normal about him #maybe not-

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kittykalliarts · 6 months

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For decades, the blank vision that Iudex Neuvillette wears near his heart has been subject to much discussion in Fontaine. Nobody remembers who it had once belonged to or why the ancient dragon protected it so jealously. It is said that if the Chief Justice would to stare at it for a long while, it would be sure to rain right after. Oh, how beloved that person must've been.

#genshin impact #genshin fanart #neuvillette #visions #wriolette #wriollette #neuvithesley #myart #sorry for the short drabble?#kasndkansd i have emotions over a simple thought i had #the tragedy for someone eternal to fall for someone who's here for only a brief moment eats away at me hhhh #it started with a funny thought of IF neuvillette needs to carry a fake vision for some reason after laughing at the archons for it #and then i remembered how people like kazuha would hold onto their loved one's masterless vision after they died #one thing led to another and now we have some wriolette angst with neuvillette cherishing wrio's masterless vision #after his inevitable passing #and idk if its just the traveller or if its even canon #but i like to think that neuv being a sovereign he would be able to hear the ambition of one's vision and maybe just maybe #he can use wrio's masterless vision to listen to his voice albeit ever so softly

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catcze · 7 months

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Spoilers for Wriothesley's backstory !! References to leaks of his backstory !!

When Wriothesley was younger and homeless on the streets of Fontaine, an orphan who ran from his foster home to fend for himself, there was no one for him to rely on. It was a dog-eat-dog world, and putting your trust in the wrong person could result in lying facedown in a ditch, just another casualty of the city.

Wriothesley was prepared to fight for himself for the rest of his life. Was prepared to sleep with one eye open, and ready to get stabbed in the back at any second. Everyone around him wouldn't cast him a second glance and wouldn't offer him a shred of help.

No one, maybe, except for you.

You were around his age— that much was evident from the first day he met you, when you found him crouched in an alleyway half-starved and soaked through by the rain. You were kind, if the umbrella you covered his head with was any indication. You had gotten soaked yourself, but you still smiled at him and told him to keep it, that he needed it more.

And lastly: you were born into good, good money. He found that out the next day when you bought him a packaged meal of warm meats and bread. Although he was hesitant to accept your kindness, cautious of what price you would attach to such a thing, the grumbling of his stomach won out and he finished the whole meal in less than five minutes. It was one of the best things he had ever tasted.

You said nothing as you sat beside him, uncaring of how the dirt of the sidewalk stained your clothes. When he was finished, you offered him a bottle of water. As he chugged it down, you gave him your first name, and when he hesitated to tell you his, you smiled and shook your head.

"It's fine, you don't have to tell me," you told him with a slight smile. And that was that.

From then on, you find him every few days at the same spot. He doesn't talk much, you discover, but he's always willing to listen to you talk. Anything under the sun— your lessons, your absent parents, the droves of socialites who try to butter you up with hollow words and false admiration— you can ramble about it for hours and hours and he'll sit beside you, interjecting on occasion, but generally letting you take the lead in conversation.

Once, you brought him a canister filled with tea, and watched as his eyes lit up at his first taste.

"This is some really good stuff," he told you, awe in his voice, already going for a second sip. You smile, seeing him so pleased.

"I'll bring you more next time. I'll try to make a different brew, too, to see if you'd like that even more."

When he gets scuffed from street fights, you're there to patch him up. Clumsily at first, with a furrowed brow and tangled strips of bandages, but you get better and better at it over time. He doesn't reject the help, and you don't scold him for getting hurt. It is times like these where your hands —only calloused by the grip of a pen and nothing more, unlike his that are so scarred and rough— make you both remember how different your worlds are.

One day, you go to the place you two had been meeting for nearly a year now, and it's empty. That's not particularly unusual— it's happened once or twice before where your friend couldn't make it, so it's no cause for concern. You merely leave the food and water in a little nook he had shown you before, and make your way home, hoping that he's alright and not too banged up.

When you get home, the maids and the butler all tell you of a recent incident that happened not too far away in the city— of an assault and a mangled body, of the perpetrator on death's door himself, barely rushed to the hospital in time. While you have dinner alone, they urge you to exercise caution if you go out tomorrow.

So you take heed of their words, bringing a new platter of food and hide small knife in your pocket as you head back to the same place yesterday. The food and water from before is still there, hidden in the little nook only the two of you know of.

Anxiety grips you, but you try to shake it off. You return the next day. And the next. And the next. Each day, the food you leave remains untouched every time.

You fear the worst after a week is up— you fear for his safety, for his health. You fear for the only genuine friend you had ever made, who had seen you as more than just your parents' only child. You don't leave your room for a week, poring over the newspaper and anything else you can get your hands on. The househelp thinks you're ill— and you are. You're sick with worry, sick with the late nights spent up as you stretch yourself thin trying to find something, anything about him. But when your parents learn of your seclusion, you're forced to give up your search. In the end, you're the only one left to remember the nameless boy with the soft smile and a love for tea.

It is years and years down the line. Wriothesley had been doing well as the administrator of the fortress— so much so that he had been invited to the Palais Mermonia to receive the title of Duke. He had barely managed to sidestep a grand investiture ceremony, instead opting to sign, take the relevant certificates, and be done with it.

When he enters the office of the Iudex, he's met with the man himself and a surprisingly familiar face. One that he had never forgotten, even on days where the ground threatened to crumble underneath him and the walls of his prison cell felt like they were closing in.

Your eyes blow wide, your grip on the documents threatening to rip the papers, and he doesn't miss the slight wobble in your lip as you gaze at him.

"Good afternoon, I'm pleased that you could join us," says the Iudex. He sweeps one hand in your direction. "This is one of our top attorneys,assigned to assist with the processing of your documents and certificates."

Wriothesley smiles, wider than he has in a long, long time, and reaches a hand out for you to grasp.

"Hi," he says, never taking his eyes on your face. He squeezes your hand and feels you tremble in his hold. "My name is Wriothesley. It's nice to meet you."

#astronetwrk #「 🐈‍⬛ 」 catcze.desserts #wriothesley x reader #genshin impact x reader #cw gn reader #Cw Genshin spoilers #Cw Genshin leaks #Wriothesley #genshin impact #When i tell you this started as a thought of 'oh what if the reader is the reason he likes tea so much'#and then. Next thing I know I've been sitting in my chair for half an hour typing this shit up.

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windcarvedlyre · 13 days

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This started as a tag tangent but I'm making it its own post.

Have we had any more information to resolve the discrepancy between Venti and Nahida regarding how archons gain power: control or worship?

We know worship/faith gives gods power regardless, including Venti himself when he was a wisp, so at minimum Venti lied by omission. He has more than one reason to pretend to be weaker than he is, as he very clearly did in the La Signora fight even if we accept that he's not at his prime. We still have two possibilities:

Both are correct. Worship is a source of power for gods. Suppressing people's free will through other means is also a power source for gods (or archons specifically). This could allow archons' power to scale with how heavily they control their people but have faith remain as a semi-independent factor.

Only Nahida is correct. Or Venti was referring to faith too, just through a lens of being a god inherently being tyrannical (being fully aware we wouldn't interpret him this way lol). If you worship a god you're going to, to some extent, a) align your actions with what you believe they desire or embody and b) become emotionally and/or materially reliant on them. Both limit your freedom, potentially without you feeling like you're caged at all. On top of this, worship doesn't have to stem from love. It can be motivated by fear, and fear will always have a part in it even for the most benevolent gods.

Thoughts?

#genshin impact #genshin lore #genshin #venti #.txt #edit: i suspect that part of the reason venti /completely/ left was because of the last thing #even now people are coming up with things they think he'd want and caging themselves with them #it doesn't matter how nice he is; people might react to any outbursts or negative opinions from him like he's going to smite them anyway #imagine saying you don't like cheese and then cheesemakers start hurling themselves off bridges and/or the cheese industry tanks for decade

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emo-girl-plays-genshin · 21 days

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Family reunion

#I hope you children have a good reason for summoning me here #He started counting down from 5 father!#HAVE YOU LEARNED NOTHING??#genshin impact #lyney and lynette #freminet #house of the hearth #arlecchino

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soulstuffjunkie · 2 months

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✨The Light of Ksharewar✨

and the light of my life I am clinically insane over this man.

#he’s the whole reason I started playing this godforsaken game and he still has an iron grip on my heart #the most beautiful man in the world #kaveh #genshin kaveh #genshin impact kaveh #the light of Ksharewar #genshin impact fan art #genshin fan art #genshin impact #genshin #my art #soulstuffjunkie

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toasteaa · 2 days

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😅 and 🫂 PLEASE !

Pining stage asks💙

😅 did anyone ever mistake you two for a couple? how did you both react?

Who HASN'T mistaken Eclair and Neuvillette for a couple, let's be real. The gestionnaires (most of them), the Melusines; hell, their Archon has mistaken them for being a couple before. But it's subtle. Indirect. A little cloud of gossip about them when they're not around. It's not THE talk of the nation, just a bit of afternoon gossip fodder for the gestionnaires since they're the ones that see Eclair and Neuvillette the most.

But being mistaken for a couple directly? Having someone, perhaps a sweet mannered old woman, call them a lovely couple while on post work evening stroll?

Eclair is shocked, to say the least. Schools her expression in almost immediately and tries to think of a response. Everyone in Fontaine knows Neuvillette. Everyone knows Neuvillette does not get into relationships. He doesn't even say he has friends. But...she's silently flattered that they were mistaken for a couple. It flutters around quietly in her chest and slowly brings some color to her cheeks. A feeling that she's also silently stamping back into place because she is not in a relationship with Neuvillette. Even though the thought is extremely nice.

Even if she tries to deny it, she's not able to get it out once the old woman takes Eclair’s hands in hers; showering her with those same sweet comments little old ladies she's helped before always seem to give her. Only now it's peppered in-between stories of never having seen the Iudex as much as she has these past few years and how much happier and more relaxed he seems now.

"Th-thank you, mémé;" stammering? The detective that can stare a gun down its barrel without flinching is stammering at the thought of being mistaken for Neuvillette's partner? "But the Chief Justice and I simply work together. We aren't a couple."

But it's like she's said nothing at all. The old woman just smiles warmly. Knowingly. You can't lie to grandma, don't you know?

Neuvillette's reaction on the other hand, could be considered a non-reaction to most. But that's because he goes to his mind first. Wonders what they see that could warrant such a reaction. From what he knows, humans only say these kind of things after seeing a romantic interaction between two people. In that case, have his advances been noticeable? Has Eclair accepted them in some way that he's missing? He would like to be sure before making any assumptions, but finding time to ask Eclair in between the times where they're both busy and inundated with work is...difficult.

"I'm sorry for the misunderstanding, but any relationship I have with Detective Dumont is professional and entirely work related. She is my coworker, first and foremost, and a...colleague." It's not a lie, but it's not necessarily the entire truth. But...well, if there's anything he's learned, it's that sometimes withholding parts of the truth is necessary. For others and for himself.

🫂 what's one significant moment of physical contact you had during the pining stage?

Oh...there's something to be said about Neuvillette and, well, anything physical. He seems untouchable because he is untouchable. As the Chief Justice, there is an image of unobtainability about him. As a being that has persisted for 500 years, he holds a certain unknowability in his hands. No one can get close to Neuvillette because no one really knows Neuvillette. Whether that's because they haven't really tried to get to know him or because he is the Iudex. And they see him exclusively as the Iudex. Of course, he has put up boundaries between himself and others as well; justifying it as being a necessary and needed barrier in order for him to remain a stalwart servant to the will of his Nation.

That, however, has not made his existence any less...lonely.

Nevertheless, Neuvillette has a station to maintain and cannot allow idle thoughts of melancholy to seep in whilst he's in the middle of his work. A trial will not be held at bay while he wrangles in his rarely expressed emotions, struggles frustratingly to find the correct files that were misplaced days ago, and -

And Eclair is there. Her hand careful and grounding against his. He hadn't heard her come in, far too busy rushing to have his attention split. And the file...it's there, in her other hand. He hadn't misplaced the file; there were extra reports that she was finishing. He knew this. She says as much, but he isn't listening. He only...feels. Feels the reassurance of her tone, the lilt of it bringing a kind of...peace to him. Her hand has moved away from his, but he can still feel the weight of it. The warmth of it. She's still speaking, but her touch has moved - adjusting his robes lightly where they've creased, straightening his jabot and making sure it's pinned neatly, before smoothing down the panels of his mantle against his chest. It's an...odd feeling. An action he's observed being done, but never had it done to himself. Never imagined it would be done to him. No one gets this close to him. He doesn't let anyone get this close to him. And yet...this touch is not unwelcomed. No, it's...it's calming. Soothing. Grounding.

Is this what the touch of another person feels like?

She's looking at him, he realizes, with that critical eye. Searching for something like she always is. He wonders, vaguely, what she sees. Notices the gleam of something...softer in her gaze. He wishes he knew what it was. He wishes he could understand why her hand against his chest has done this to him. Made the flow of Hydro swirl beneath his skin. Made his senses a little sharper. Yet the only thing he can do is thank her for her assistance. Feel something within him stir again at her smile. And want to -

The hour's chime breaks the bubble of reverie; he will be late if he does not leave immediately. The Iudex is never late to a trial. Another brief (yet appreciative) thanks before he's excusing himself and striding out of his office. The station of the Iudex is one that must be meticulously maintained. And yet...

He cannot help but feel the lingering weight of Eclair's touch and distantly wonder if he would ever allow himself to feel it so intimately again.

#toast talks #ask game #genshin impacted #oc tag: Eclair Dumont #Toast make an answer a reasonable length challenge: impossible #Wriothesley called Eclair Neuvillette's work wife ONCE and I think that interaction is the most confused Neuvillette's ever been.#'My relationship with the detective is not legally binding.' 'Oh? But you are in a relationship with her? 🤨'#Give him a break he's OLD. He doesn't understand work wife work husband jargon. Now he's just confused and yearning.#Also...I genuinely couldn't pick a favorite physical contact moment because there are *so many*#Neuvillette experiences physical affection for once and is immediately craving it once it's gone.#Will he say anything about it? Nope.#Will he eventually return the sentiment? You'll have to wait and see (the answer is yes -)#Jesus fucking christ these answers are long I'm SORRY I have ADD and I take adderall :(#I STARTED writing the answer to the first one at work btw. These took me all day to answer and I am only slightly ashamed -

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that-foul-legacy-lover · 1 year

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I HAVE AN IDEA, FREN…

imagine Tartaglia accidentally reunites with his childhood friend//crush but it's not one he really intended on expecting?? he ends up hearing that there's going to be a weapon of war but he didn't expect it to be them.

straight up looking like a tired half-abyssal creature that can switch forms, but is slowly in the process of losing who they once were because of the long-term effects.

HELLO FREN, I LOVE YOUR IDEA :D

no, no, no, no, no- that couldn't be you- it can't be you. the you he remembers was kind and cheerful, a ray of sunlight in the cold land of Snezhnaya. but the person before him- the thing that looks like you- simply stares passively at your feet, deadened and silent, Dottore smiling horribly behind you

your eyes are as lightless and dull as his own, and Childe hates that

he tries to bring you back, calling your name and holding your hand during the sparse moments he's left alone with you, but you never react, other than monotonously saying that you're waiting for the Doctor to return, and Childe wants to cry- even more so when it's revealed you have your own Abyssal form much like his own, despite how it pains your body to use

he needs to get you out, immediately- so he counters your Abyssal form with his own Foul Legacy, holding you down in hopes of wearing you out until you transform back, despite how you thrash and hiss. you blink when he lets out a soft croon, and suddenly he notices a tear trailing its way down your cheek. a spark of hope flares to life in his chest as he leans in, speaking in a growling, yet gentle voice

"hey... hey, it's just me. it's just Ajax. you're okay, you're okay."

you start crying in earnest before your Abyssal form is whisked away and you slump in Ajax's arms, dead to the world. Foul Legacy purrs soothingly, holding you close, claws tracing the countless scars littering your body. the Fatui must've done this- how dare they- how dare they twist you into a mere weapon- you, who he treasures more than anything else, and a threatening hiss slips from his throat, his grip tightening around your limp body

and Ajax stands and flees from the palace, leaving behind Childe and Tartaglia and all that comes with his Harbinger status

#genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #foul legacy #foul legacy childe #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #chit chat #anon #oh this is SO delicious #he cares about you so much he's horrified they would do this #he almost starts sobbing when you don't recognize him #the name 'ajax' does stir some faint memories #and you feel safe with foul legacy for some reason #i love this please send more asks with this <333 #short scenario #other's stuff #FAVE

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 6 days

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WAITTTTT ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING MEEEEEE BAIZHU’S RERUN BANNER IS IN FOUR DAYS????????????? FOUR FUCKING DAYS????????????????

#I DONT KNOW IF I SHOULD CRY OR CHEER??????#you dont UNDERSTAND he’s literally the reason i started playing genshin ???? ive been waiting 2 get him since zhongli’s first banner???????#but then …. i stopped playing ……. and missed sumeru :’3 #and now right when i start playing again after like. a Year. HE’S GETTING A RERUN????????#ITS SOOOO MEANT TO BE but also . if i dont get him ……………#………….#time …. to start saving …… i guess…………….#:’3 #ohhhh im abt to be so irresponsible w my money #baizhu i love you so much mwah mwah mwah <3333333333 #ari noises ✩

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etherealphosphor · 8 months

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I just realized how hard to figure out my main in Genshin is, if anyone wants to take a shot at guessing.. good luck.

Since I doubt anyone would get it from my page alone, here’s a hint: He’s very silly (˶´ ˘ `˶)

#⟡ ethereal talks ⟡#I think the hint should help but idk T_T #been maining him since 6/21/2022 #the character is the reason I started Genshin Impact in the first place #I wouldn’t be here without him #he’s very near and dear to my heart <3

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yaeran · 2 years

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(sorry had to send again cuz i typed it wrong-) hello!! can you do a diluc fluff headcanons taking care of a gn reader? (any pronouns)

from aya: omg i love this sm such a cute prompt!! thank you for requesting i hope you like it :DD <3 (since here it’s just taking care of gn reader but in the other it was drunk reader i’ll put in some sprinkles of drunk reader)

diluc doesn’t see it himself on how much he looks out for you. and it’s just the right amount of caring not over the top, everything he does is natural.

if you went on adventures together

first off, he’s sweet and all but let’s say you do something dumb which ends up into an injury he’d fr scold and lecture you while tending to your wounds— but he’ll end it off with a kiss and tell you to be careful next time <3

he would ask you if you need any essentials.— “are you feeling warm yn? / would you like to take a break? / have some water.”

he’s the type of guy that would hold your forearm as you walk on a bumpy walkway so that you won’t fall down.

he does that thing where he places the back of his hand on your forehead to check your temperature to make sure you’re feeling well.

if you were walking in a cold place, on the day you overestimated yourself and didn’t wear enough layers though diluc told you to, he’d still give you his jacket and he makes you wear it properly not just on the shoulders— he doesn’t think that’s enough. he’ll stop walking, watch you out on the jacket and continue on with the trip.

he’s just generally comfortable around you, he does things that people wouldn’t think he’d do.

(if your hair is long) he ties your hair for you on sunny days.

when you get tired on the trip he either gives you piggy back rides or will stop at any moment. he’ll find a log to sit on and have you lay down and lay your head on his lap. if the sun is still up he’ll angle himself in a way the sun isn’t blaring into your eyes.

he’s actually has high skin-ship especially since he’s gotten more comfortable with you. he’ll fidget with your hands as you walk to entertain you. gives you a small massage when you guys take a break.

some drunk reader hcs

diluc does look out for everyone at the bar but since you became a regular, he has a bit more attention on you than others.

you’ve always sat at the counter table and would talk to diluc. since then he can remember how many drinks it would take for you to get tipsy to drunk. by the drink he knows you get tipsy by he makes you stop but sometimes you’re too stubborn. oh well, it gets him money.

soon you are drunk, completely out of it— he makes you drink water and he’d wash up your face and makes you sober up.

you’ve became close enough for him to either bring you to his place or your place. often he’d just bring you to his place. (imagine how the travelling process would be tho— either he flings you over his shoulder or he piggy back rides you. or i hope he has a horse idk)

he’ll have a maid change your clothes and freshen you up. he has you stay in his room and he waits until you throw up as he holds your hair back and rubs your back. by then he can sleep peacefully. on his couch. unless you make him sleep beside you.

the next day he makes a drink to relief the hangover while you’re complaining about the headache and nausea.— “now what did you learn from your hangover yn?” “nothing.”

he’s strict sometimes but just makes sure you’re on your best health and is happy. his love and care is unconditional~

#i love diluc sm fr!! reason why i started playing genshin. and then he never stopped coming home.#+new spice for you!#genshin headcanons #genshin impact #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc #master diluc #diluc x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin #genshin fanfic

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the-random-phan · 1 year

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"I get dizzy and sleepy when I'm under the sun for too long... It's a similar feeling to pulling an all-nighter on a work project." -Kaveh

#genshin impact #i started playing the game like last december then dropped it until i fOUND OUT ABOUT THIS GUY #(technically bc Alhaitham first but Kaveh is who kept me going)#drawing his outfit and all its details is literal H-E-double-hockeysticks (hell)#kaveh #my first time drawing/coloring/shading a bare(ish) chest. idk how to feel about that lol #hes just SUCH A GUY #love this dude (platonically)#i probably missed some details. but I cant bring myself to care anymore #i pulled kaveh and baizhu on the first day. immediately got him to lvl 50 but then hit a roadblock on ascending him bc of mourning flowers #the only reason he's sitting at lvl 70 rn 😭#So. Many. Flowers.#.... yea!#:>#my art

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starsandthorn · 2 months

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read through alien space for star rail context and every frame himeko's in you can faintly hear me in the bg trying hard not to think about how much she looks like diluc