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isekai: someone from Earth goes to another world.
reverse isekai: someone from another world comes to Earth.
inverse isekai: another world comes to someone on Earth.
converse isekai: someone on Earth stays on Earth, but Earth itself changes.
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taylorman2274 · 2 months
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Reverse Isekai Genshin Shenanigans
Characters: Gorou, Diona, Fischl & Oz, GN!Reader
Relationship: Platonic
Genre: Humor
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Gorou and your pet dog have been getting along recently. I wonder why...?
Content Warning: Gorou Hangout Spoilers
Notes: [D/N] = Dog Name; Gorou can read English presumed.
Gorou was spending the day sitting on the couch and reading a book when your pet dog walks up to him. He barks at him to get his attention.
"Ah, [D/N], I haven't seen you in a while. Would you like to come join me?" He asks, patting the open seat beside him.
[D/N] instead woofs at him.
"Hm? What's that?"
[D/N] woofs a little louder.
"You're hungry? Have you had anything to eat today?"
[D/N] whines softly.
"Well that won't do! I'll go ahead and fill up your food bowl and then I'm going to have a talk with [Y/N] about taking proper care of you."
Gorou gently sets the book down to the side and starts to get up when a loud voice halts his movements.
"Do NOT listen to ANYTHING that LIAR is telling you! I'll let you know that I fed them nearly an hour ago!"
You walked through the doorway and approached [D/N] with a leash in hand.
"Also... Guess who's got an appointment with the vet today~?" You ask with a sickingly sweet smile on your face.
[D/N] barks as loud as he can right to your face and growls lowly afterwards. You look to Gorou and can't help but let out a small chuckle at the mixture of shock and horror on his face.
"What's the matter?" You ask with a smirk. "Did they cuss me out or something?"
"...I never knew such profanity existed..." Gorou shuddered.
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Your best friend gives Diona a bad good idea on how to destroy the alcohol industry.
Content Warning: Diona Lore Spoilers
Notes: [F/N] = Friend Name
You, Diona, and your best friend, [F/N], were currently all sitting at your kitchen table taste testing Diona's latest non-alcoholic concoction. More specifically, only [F/N] was doing the drinking. Diona only wanted to make the drinks and there was no way in hell you were gonna drink anything she makes with the stuff that is put in them, even if you know how good it will taste.
Currently, [F/N] was happily gulping down Diona's latest creation, which only seemed to anger Diona.
"*glug* ... *glug* ... Ah~. This has got to be one of the best drinks I have ever had in my life!" [F/N] proclaims as they slam their empty cup on the table. "What did you say was in this drink, Diona?"
"Grrr... I put a few pieces of cat hair, a whole lemon, a pinecone, and a cockroach I found hiding under the kitchen counter in a blender and then poured all of that into a glass of water." Her hair started to bristle. "Why is it that no matter what disgusting things I put in a drink it's STILL bound to taste delicious?"
You cringed as she listed each ingredient to [F/N] and you expected them to do the same. However, they surprisingly looked deep in thought.
"Hold on... You're saying that ANYTHING you put in the drink is not going to change how good it tastes?"
"YES! Isn't that obvious to y-?"
"So you could put something deadly like poison into the drink and it would be the best tasting death drink you could ever have?" [F/N] interrupted.
"But of course. Even something like poi-" Diona paused. Her ear twitched. Slowly but surely, you could see an evil smile come across her face.
"Did you have to mention that to her?" You sighed.
"Hey, no need to get mad at me. I'm simply supporting her cause." [F/N] smiled with a thumbs up and a wink.
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It seems that Fischl has another side to her that you were previously unaware of.
Content Warnings: Out of Character Fischl, Swearing
Notes: [F/N] = Friend Name
"I'm back! Sorry for being away so long." You called out as you entered your apartment. Surprisingly, there was no response given back. It was quiet.
...Too quiet.
When you first left, you knew that there were two people and a talking raven occupying your apartment. One of which was your best friend, [F/N], who you had told to watch over the others, Fischl and Oz, while you were away. You had also told them to not let them leave the apartment for now, as you could not explain to any strangers why a strange looking girl had a talking raven with her.
You explored your apartment for any signs of life and eventually, you found Fischl and Oz in your bedroom standing next to the closet door. However, you had visited every other room in your apartment and were unable to find [F/N].
"Hey Fischl, do you know where [F/N] is? I couldn't find them anywhere."
Fischl and Oz turned around to look at you.
"Hmph! That mere pitiful human wished to make an enemy out of the Prinzessin. However, my Auge der Verurteilung foresaw their attempt to divert the course of destiny. Thus, I commanded Oz to rid them and their sins from my sight and doom them to waste away in the eternal night."
You raised an eyebrow. "You what?"
Oz decided to speak up next. "I'm afraid Mein Fräulein was challenged by [F/N] to a card game. During the game, Fräulein claimed [F/N] was cheating and thus decided to lock them in your closet.
Your head whipped toward Fischl. "YOU WHAT?!"
"THEY UNO'ED OUT ON AN ARCHON DAMN WILDCARD! THAT'S WHAT THAT FUCKER GETS!!"
You and Oz had your mouth and beak, respectively, agape by Fischl's outburst. After a couple of seconds, Fischl noticed your shocked expressions and recomposed herself.
"Ahem... Apologies. Mein behavior was very uncouth of a Prinzessin."
You heard banging from inside the closet.
"[Y/N]?! Get me out of here! That witch is crazy!!"
You quickly threw yourself between the closet door and Fischl and prayed for a resolution between the two.
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Diona discovers the history behind the 18th Amendment of the U.S. Constitution.
Content Warning: American History
Notes: Reader is presumed to be from the United States. Diona is also presumed to be able to read English.
You and Diona were at your computer looking up American history. Diona was curious about the would and country you lived in so you decided to try your best to teach her all of the important historical events that you remember learning in school.
However, you made sure to hide all mentions of Genshin Impact on your computer before letting Diona come watch. You didn't want her to have an existential crisis.
The two of you were currently scrolling through the list of amendments in the U.S. constitution and Diona suddenly told you to stop.
"Wait stop! See that one! What does that say?" She asked, slowly inching forward to the screen.
"Ummmm... 'The Eighteenth Amendment is also known as the Prohibition Law. This prohibited the manufacture, sale, or transportation of 'intoxicating liquors.' This essentially meant a ban on alcohol bu-'"
Diona pushed you away from the computer and looked at the screen with sparkles in her eyes.
"WHAT?! NO WAY! THAT'S AWESOME! Looks like Mondstadt could learn a thing or two from your country. Hehehe." She snickered.
You carefully moved your way back in front of the computer. "Maybe. It's unfortunate that it didn't last very long."
Diona looked at you with a serious expression. "...What?"
"You didn't let me finish. 'This essentially meant a ban on alcohol BUT this would lead to the Prohibition Era of bootleg alcohol sales and consumption. The unpopular and ineffective amendment was then repealed by the 21st Amendment.' Essentially, it only lasted 14 years."
Diona was stuttering in shock. "H-huh? W-what? 14 YEARS?? Could everyone not see that they were living in PARADISE?!! UGH!" She crossed her arms. "Those drunkards would do anything to get their hands on alcohol. Who's the idiot that repealed that wonderful amendment in the first place??"
You quickly opened a new tab and searched for the answer. "Umm... Franklin D. Roosevelt was President at the time. But it's really Congress who handles the proposals and ratifying amendments."
Diona threw her hands up. "I don't CARE who handles it. That man should not have let such a thing get past him." Diona pauses for a bit, almost like she was thinking about something. "Unless..." She gasps. "Was he a drunkard himself?!"
You opened another tab. "Ummmm... Kind of?"
"GRRR…! OF COURSE HE WAS! Otherwise he wouldn't let such a thing happen! Looks like this country needs someone responsible to man the helm! Move aside!"
You decided to play along with her for now. You weren't worried about her finding anything inappropriate as long as you were watching over her shoulder.
At first, she searched up innocent things such as "How to run for President", "Can someone of Kätzlein bloodline run for President", and "How to become a U.S. citizen".
It was only when she decided to search for "How to mind control an entire country" that you decided to get her off the computer.
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Author Side Notes: These are just some short stories I thought of in my head. Please don’t take them too seriously.
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phoenixblaze1412 · 4 months
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Ok this might sound dumb but listen
What if dottore was the one who got isekaied into our world? Like, he was working on something and boom he's in our world
How would he react to our modern technology and lifestyle and literally everything ( maybe the reader could give him a small tour/help? )
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Dottore didn't expect his experiment to explode. He was sure no one tampered with his projects and did every procedure successfully.
So why is he currently face to face with you, an insomniac college student who was holding a belt and clothing hanger as if you were about to hit him?
Communication is key, after all. And that is what Dottore did, communicated with you.
He was surprised that you know all about him, from his past and his current connection with the fatui.
Dottore is a man who prefers knowing the truth by seeing it with his own eyes. Since you were blabbering on about how he is a fictional character from a currently famous on-going video game called Genshin Impact, Dottore thought you were a lunatic.
Oh how you savored his shocked expression when you showed him said game and even moved around the map as the traveler.
That got him curious. How is he in your world? Would he even get back to his?
Dottore decided to worry about those questions later, right now he is currently fascinated by technologies in your house.
"What is that tiny box in your hand? How are you accessing it without pressing any buttons? Give it to me."
You had to buy two new phones since Dottore broke your current one. He took it in the middle of the night and disassembled it just to see what's inside.
You had taught the doctor on how to use a phone. Giving him your number so that if he needed to contact you when you're not around, he could either message or call you. Luckily you didn't have to teach him more about the camera.
Ever since Dottore became your housemate, he became your personal caretaker as well. Whenever you would be staying up all night with your college studies, the doctor had to drag you off to bed and sleep. He would tie you on your bed if you gave him attitude. If you obeyed, he would cuddle you until morning.
The two of you made an agreement that while Dottore is currently living within your house, he should also get a job. He does need the money to buy the materials he needed to create a portal back to his world, after all. And those materials are definitely not cheap.
Finding a job that matches with Dottore's skills are easy, keeping the job is a hard one.
Dottore isn't allowed to be a veterinarian, he just mutated a person's sick cat into a horrifying creature that it had to be killed. Your silly doctor was giddily telling you how the experiment worked successfully, the cat's owner wasn't too happy with him.
He is not allowed to be a therapist. The doctor would just tell the patient, "it's your problem, not mine."
As a doctor in Teyvat, Dottore currently cannot be a doctor in Earth. With his ideals and immoral ethics, he would either kill the patient or transform it into a test subject. He doesn't even have any sympathy for the patient's relative who were in distress due to their loved one dying, Dottore would simply ignore them.
You were very stressed and burnt out with finding a suitable job for your silly doctor without having to worry other people about his... personality.
You could only stare in shock. Dottore got a job and it hasn't fired him within a day yet? Did god just helped you- wait no, Dottore would flick you in the forehead if you ever talk about any gods or archons.
Dottore as a mortician, the one who hired him didn't even care about his crazy personality. All the boss asked was if Dottore can handle night shifts and doesn't have a weak stomach, the doctor immediately got the job.
You were happy that Dottore was able to get a job that pays his services well. But you couldn't stand it when he would scare the hell out of you.
One time, you went to the morgue to visit him and see how he is doing, only to see the entire building quiet with the lights flickering. Walking off to where you know Dottore would be, you headed in the room where all the dead bodies where situated. You could feel your stomach drop as you stared at the bodies that were pulled out of their cells.
You have watched too many horror movies with Dottore that if you see one of the corpses suddenly moving, you're bolting out and leaving the doctor behind.
You suddenly felt something heavy being laid onto your back as you turned your head to come face to face with a dead man's corpse.
"Boo!"
Your screams can be heard throughout the establishment, following it was Dottore's loud cackles.
Dottore doesn't like going out of the house much. He would only do so if needed, for example, if he needed to buy some more materials and equipments for his experiments.
Even if he does go out to buy things, you are required to go along with him. He needed the extra pair of hands to carry the items he can't. Not only that, but you're the only one he can trust. You're the one who can give him some opinions about the things he would plan to buy. Even if you two would argue about some childish things, he secretly likes it. Especially if he could see your pouting face.
All in all, having Dottore in our world would be a different experience. Just make sure he doesn't bring home any corpses from the morgue for him to use as test subjects.
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thedemises · 6 days
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. . . ICE CREAM! featuring xiao!
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contains! . . . genshin impact, adeptus xiao :OO !!, ooc probably, gn! reader, can be read as either platonic or romantic (though mainly platonic cuz there's barely any hints of romance here), reverse isekai (cuz there's hardly any content about it), xiao being randomly isekai'd to our world 💀, this is kind of inspired by the fact that I AM IN MANILA RN-, pinipig ice cream cuz I recently just ate one I love it so much that I got the motivation to write smth about it!!!, reader is on vacation, reader is kinda knowledgeable here- notes! . . .  wew!! the plot's kinda shitty but whatever.
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“... what is this.”
with a narrowed gaze, xiao stares at the chocolate coated ice cream he holds by the stick—suspicious of the frozen delight treat that you gave in front of him.
ever since the adepti had been isekai'd into your world and into your country, you'd thought to have some fun showing him around and letting him (more like encouraging him, actually. he's pretty reluctant to do anything since the guy's unfamiliar with the place) try things that weren't in the existence of Teyvat's regions.
(and to also teach him how to act appropriately without raising suspicions. thank goodness that you had spare clothes that fit him well, unless you want to deal with A LOT OF unwanted attention and unnerving stares).
and right now, you and xiao were sitting on a bench nearby a sari-sari store you've just came out of to buy some delicious treats—considering the concerning slight increase of warm temperature in your area near the hotel you're staying at (damn the sun).
plus, you wanted to cool down a bit before continuing to explore the capital of the Philippines, Manila, which you were originally taking a vacation in before xiao came barging into your life like a whirlwind of chaos.
(literally. he suddenly crashed right on to your bed while you were taking a shower before going to bed, which created a loud noise and made you get out of the bathroom to check what's going on—let's just say a lot of yelling from you and xiao being xiao alarmed the owner of the hotel for them to come knocking on your door to check if anything's okay there. you had to lie to their poor face, shouting from the other side that you have everything under control while you were manhandling and restraining the adepti the best you could. in the morning, after you and xiao settled things down for the night, you decided to fake up a story to the owner that the “friend” of yours had decided to spook the hell out of you by coming in through your window that night and that he needed to stay for a while—which they surprisingly bought and let you and your proclaimed “friend” xiao to switch to a bigger room for the both of you to stay in. rip your wallet though).
meanwhile, the corners of your mouth quirk up into a smile as you also were holding an ice cream that was identical to his, “oh! its called pinipig ice cream. its basically a vanilla ice cream bar that was rolled in pinipig before then coated in a layer of melted liquid chocolate. then, its settled aside for the chocolate to cool down before its packaged and shipped to places where it'll be sold.”
“what is ‘pinipig’?”
“basically a flattened rice ingredient that's made of immature grains of glutinous rice pounded until flat before being toasted.”
“... huh.”
then you randomly grasped xiao's wrist—the one he was using his hand to hold his ice cream—and gently guided the treat slightly closer to his mouth, which sort of startled him by your actions but you payed no mind to that.
“try it! it's delicious, I promise.” you flash him a more prominent smile as you let go of his wrist and tested your hand by your side, now anticipating for the guy to take a bite of the ice cream before it starts melting. xiao stares at the treat momentarily, debating if he should do what you've suggested him to do or should he not—nonetheless, he tried it anyways and took a small bite out of the corner of the ice cream.
“... its good.”
after moments of waiting and xiao stating his thought about the frozen delight, you pumped your fist and grunting a “yes!” to yourself which makes xiao briefly ponder what the neck you just did but just decided to eat his ice cream any ways, making you also eat your own ice cream before it could start to melt on your fingers.
you were sort of glad to have someone to company you on your vacation, even if it's an anemo vision wielding adeptus from a hit video game you knew all and well that got isekai'd here into your world for no apparent reason. but for now, you'll just chill for a while during your vacation until you can soon find a way to get him back to his world once again.
let's just hope he doesn't find out he's a fictional playable character whose only purpose is to serve and fill in a role in the game for entertainment (and comfort) reasons.
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thewhumpcaretaker · 2 months
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Reverse Isekai Whumpee
What if you were not in that terrible place anymore? What if, halfway between two blows, suddenly, I was standing over you in the park?
It's a grey day, but the wind is sweet. People bustle past us, people who are ordinary and at ease, narrowly missing the moment you appeared, noticing nothing. You blink, and ask me how all this is possible. I say, "By sheer force of will."
Your face is still covered in blood and tears, and you're asking me what country we're in, what world we're in, how did you get here…it's a good thing there's nothing you'll miss from back "home."
I am putting you in my apartment like it's a pocket. How much money do you have on you, and is it in my currency? Do you need to go to a hospital? Are you addicted to anything, and do you need me to buy you some or to help you quit? Don't worry about anything. Just tell me what you need, and we'll figure it out. Paperwork, government registration, what the newspapers will say if they find out about you…I'm thinking about all that, but you…you should just follow me.
Back in grade school, when we brought my first puppy home from the shelter, I was so excited to pick out a dog bed. A bowl. I love this, walking through Walmart in my pea coat with you fussing at my side, protesting as I buy an air mattress to sleep on so I don't have to make you share a bed with a stranger. It would be cute and all, but I don't want to scare you. Just to have you here, standing here impossibly in my space, in my life - that's enough. I'm buying medical gauze. I'm asking what foods you like. What's your favorite scent? We need shampoo. We'll cook dinner later. No, don't worry about my day. A fucking miracle just happened. Everything else is on hold.
I see you scanning, assessing. Checking for threats. You're safe. I see the way it confuses you. I see it start to register. I see your desperation to make the most of it, to grab for power. They kept you down for so long, and now finally, a chance... Go ahead. There is nothing I'll miss if you start a revolution, babygirl.
I have so much to show you. Where do you want to go? What questions do you have? What can you teach me about the way a noble, defiant soul like yours occupies my world? Excuse me - your world. So much is about to change.
You have no idea…I am going to take such good care of you. I am going to give you everything.
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m1d-45 · 1 year
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reverse isekai but it’s me at 6:45 pm in a car
-> warnings: spoilers for inazuma archon quest, depictions of modern organized religion(none are specified, none are in great detail, but talks of restrictions within those are mentioned. it’s only one paragraph but still), this is unedited and with zero (0) plot to it :))
-> lowercase intended
taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky
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your world is loud.
from the moment the favored could see it, this was clear. it was loud, filling with screaming machinery that left trails of dust and buildings so tall it made their neck hurt to view.
it was bright, with lights that shone through the darkest of nights, reflecting off glass and the speeding machines and reflecting reflecting reflecting back into eyes to sting. your sun is so harsh, so unpleasant and overbearing, hot instead of warm and burning instead of soothing.
it’s cluttered, wires suspending from towers and running along your roads. glittering signs point out things they can’t read, the sacred script only giving them a headache. at night, they can find no comfort in the stars, something that sends them into a panic the first time they see it. it’s not clouds, it’s not anything worldly blocking their view, it’s that they’re gone, the ones they can see washed out and faded. they wonder how anybody can live like this, and if you blessed them with a night sky of such beauty because yours was so…
they can recognize some of it, the plants and trees and flowers, wild or not, call to them in recognition, but so much is frighteningly new. the style of the clothing, the kinds of jewelry on the people you pass. try as they might, they can’t locate a single vision anywhere, not even on you. they wonder if people hide them, like during the vision hunt decree, but even at home you don’t reach for it, you start fires with odd devices and plants grow slowly, the air and stone unmoving to your desires. you spill drinks. you freeze water using more strange machinery.
it’s so strange, because they can feel your world brim with elemental energy. their vision beams, shining so brightly with all of the potential suspended in your world. no matter how poor their elemental sight, your world glows, the air itself carrying a blue tinge. they try, in a world without visions, to use theirs, and their power springs in an instant to their fingertips. it dances across their hands, enveloping when they barely intended for a small spark, a small flame jumping across the dry grass of unspent energy in your world. they extinguish it quickly, tightening their hand into a fist to stamp it out before they damage something, and something like awe shines in their eyes. there’s so much, their vision so eagerly lapping it up, and you.. don’t use it?
you have machines for everything, devices to harness the wind and waves, boats to travel across water at impossible speeds, strange flying machines that you can hear from the ground, mere specks in the sky, and yet… you have yet to capture them in their most essential forms. you speak of elements, sometimes, but you use different names and there seems to be many, many more. you say that the air holds ‘nitrogen’, that you seal things with foil of ‘aluminum’, and you even say that water itself is composed of ‘hydrogen’ and ‘oxygen’, something that they struggle to understand. how can water be made of something else? how can hydro users bend more than one thing to their will? how can anemo wielders command such a broad spectrum of things? you speak of other elements in the earth, and though some are familiar, such as iron and gold, others’ names hold no meaning. you say potassium is in fruit, that there’s multicolored rocks called bismuth and poisonous liquids named mercury. you say that there’s 118 elements, when all they’ve known is 7.
it takes them a while to come to terms with that one, and even then they settle on it being inherently outside of their understanding. after all, they are in a world crafted by a god.
speaking of..
there are multiple religions in your world?
and it’s not as if they’re different ways or interpretations of the same god, no, it’s entirely different ones. not in the ways of teyvat, where everybody’s aware of all seven and follows the one of their nation, not even that much. they’re wildly different, with different policies and ways of worship, some with multiple gods and others with just one. some are strict, ways of lifestyle chosen and laid out, whilst others are lax. and even within the same religion, it varies from one place of worship to another? somehow? some religions specify clothing, disallowing certain parts of the body to be exposed- which they can understand to an extent. it’s when they learn of religions that police love, ones that write in harsh lines where and when and who somebody can love, that they need to take a step away.
so many parts of your world are confusing. so bright, flashy, new, rumbling in the walls and barreling down the roads with nothing but a scream to warn. lights are everywhere, every sign and post and building vying for your attention. this they could understand, as who wouldn’t wish to be the object of your interest, but the most dizzying fact that they learn during their stay is that you are no different than anybody else. everybody is subject to these sights, everybody is pulled in by a particular shade or cut of cloth, everybody is startled by the bright lights and loud announcements. everybody. you’re lost in the ocean of people so different and yet endlessly identical, nobody’s eyes lingering on you or calling your name specifically. when you step into a crowd, nobody notices you, save for the select, precious few to whom you are known. you have to carve out a place in your world, go out of your way to make sure your name, your face, your interests are kept in somebody’s mind, and even then people dare to forget.
that’s the worst of all. overwhelming lights, sounds, smells: nothing. it makes sense that they’d be out of their depth in a world built for the divine. but to know that you’re not receiving any of the recognition you deserve, to know that nobody thinks highly of your work in teyvat, to know that you were kind enough descend and build yourself a new life amongst the world, and to share your creation across said world, only for nobody to appreciate it. nobody thinks twice. people dare to complain over something you’ve hand-crafted, over something that, even after completion, you revisited with a traveller, doing your best to save one sibling and fix the problems that had cropped up in your wake. you’ve done so much, you’ve cared after it so lovingly, and you boosted the power of some of those you granted a vision to. as somebody who had experienced this love first hand, the favored could not find the words to express their anger at the situation. your world was wrong, it was cruel, and though they found beauty in the most hidden of places, it didn’t change the fact that it didn’t love you.
it only strengthened their desire to take you back to teyvat, where you would be truly loved.
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trigunsbbygirl · 10 months
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Human Things that Confuse Knives Part 2
Made a second one since I had more ideas lol
content warnings: teeth, use bomb in an analogy, mention bruises. this one gets more into the body/anatomy idk what all people are comfy with so just in case
•Knives already thinks dreams are kinda weird, but those surreal ones and the utterly weird ones that just make no sense or seemed so real you wonder if it actually happened? he wants to know what's going on in your brain. Knives will listen to you as you recount your dream, he won't say much or make any facial reactions, but part of him is kinda amazed that your can brain come up with the weirdest, coolest and/or creepiest things ever.
•the concept of having baby teeth and adult teeth weirds Knives out. when Knives learns that you do lose your teeth as a kid he's staring at you like you've just grown a second head. don't tell him that you have wisdom teeth that usually need to be taken out via surgery as a teenager. (Vash is kinda grossed out by it. found out when a kid he was playing with ran up to him and was like 'look! my tooth fell out!:D' he panicked, thinking they got hurt, but it's replaced with horror, disbelief, slight disgust and concern when he finds out every human looses a set of teeth. he hates it a little. has no idea what to do when a kid tells him that a tooth fell out. help him)
•also. imagine Knives surprise when he learns about the appendix. you had been talking with a friend when you mentioned appendicitis and that you had to have surgery. it peaked his interest and when you're done talking, Knives asks about it. he stares at you in uncertainty and disbelief the further you explain. what do you mean there's a small pouch in your stomach that serves little to no function that can essentially become a bomb? Knives doesn't actually believe you until he looks it up. he wonders how humans have survived with bodies like that.
•same wonder when it comes to you having to take vitamins and other supplements because sometimes a body won't produce enough of something or too much.
•the fact the humans shed/lose hair. Knives knows that, but it kinda grosses him out a bit. he hates seeing your hair strands, makes you clean them up. (I hc that the twins just have little to no body hair and they don't actually lose hair strands.)
•double jointed people also weirds Knives out. what do you mean you can twist or bend a joint further than normal? it doesn't exactly creep or gross him out, but he doesn't like it. he'll never admit that, but he won't look/talk to you for a bit after you show off that flexibility.
•Knives is fascinated by the way your skin can change colors. (don't mention that he can turn a lovely shade of red, he gets all huffy.) but, anyways, he loves examining your face, watching as your face gets darker with certain things he does. (also likes seeing your facial expressions. humans are so expressive..) he also likes seeing your bruises and watching as the bruise changes colors over time as it heals. you joked one day that you could give him a bruise of his own that he can watch. he didn't like the joke (he prefers to give you (consensual) bruises.)
•now let's get into reverse Isekai for a bit.
•Knives does not fucking understand social media lmao. why the hell do you have to tell people you've never met what you did or thought that day and why are so many people interested? why do people do stupid things for views??
•he hates online discourse and always tunes you out when you try to talk about something that happened online. he doesn't care and thinks it's stupid.
•do NOT let him find out about stan culture or chronically online people. he's gonna lose any faith he had in humanity again. I wouldn't worry about that too much though. he has zero online presence, never uses social media outside of YouTube and even then he only uses it to watch documentaries or how to videos.
•memes confuse him a lot, especially how fast they come and go. you don't even know how to explain them to him. "why is this picture of a man just standing so funny?" "it just is? I don't know either." how do you even explain memes and internet culture to someone who's never been on the internet lol
•Knives thinks you're really weird if you've got a skewed sense of humor where something dramatically falling over makes you laugh(thinking of that waffle video.) he watches those types of videos with a straight face and when the video ends he just stares at you, wondering if you seriously think that's funny.
•he hates those youtube poop and deepfried videos. not only does he find them stupid and doesn't understand them, but they just bother his ears.
•bonus: Vash thinks the circadian rythym is pretty neat and that some people just know when to wake up. it took Vash a while to develop one, or at least, something like that since he doesn't technically need sleep. it'll never quite be the same though since he doesn't exactly get tired like humans do. it took decades for that type of tiredness to become present, but even still, he doesn't need it to survive.
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A New Look?
Alternative title: What I would give genshin guys to wear
Basically Reverse isekai but now you gotta make normal outfits for the characters so they don't stick out like a sore thumb. It can also be read as modern AU outfits if you prefer
Characters in order:
Heizou, Xiao, Albedo, Zhongli, Wanderer, Kaeya, Venti, Ayato, Diluc, Kazuha
Honestly heizou would be an easy pick. Old fashioned British detective style. Sherlock Holmes, trench coats, shades of brown, all that jazz. Also, give him access to true crime podcasts, he'll never be bored again. 
I'd give xiao the ol' hot topic skater fit. Black, band tees, lots of rings and jewelry, fake pieces, ripped jeans, yeaa. It matches his personality too. Not with fashion but if you do get band t shirts tell him alot about said band just incase one of those "name five members or your not a true fan" people talk to him. 
Albedo gets the light academia scholar outfits. Kinda chill, collared shirts, lighter colors, shades of brown and blue. Some gold every once in a while. Loose fitting stuff. Flowy sleeves. Lots of rings. Maybe one or two gold necklaces that he wears every once in a while. The type of outfits you see those aesthetic college student wearing. Maybe a bit of cottagecore. Lots of white shirts. 
Zhongli would look like that one professor that everybody has a crush on tbh. Not as formal as what he wears in game but still, collared shirts, suits once in a while, always wears a tie, owns one dark brown trench coat that he wears everywhere at all costs. Lots of darker browns with gold accents here and there. Not a necklace kinda guy but wears a good amount of rings. Totally has reading glasses. Has alot of custom hair pins for some reason? Idk I just feel like he does. Has 100 pairs of dress shoes, and like one pair of black boots. Nothing else. Also If you give him his own closet it's so organized. Spotless, everything fits in the closet right, its honestly impressive. 
Wanderer would be alot like Xiao. Hot topic's no. 1 customer. He'd have more of a blue and purple color scheme than black though. Actually listens to all the bands he has shirts of. Big punk fan. Wears this one black beanie with a skull on it basically every day. His shoe game is good, like really good. Had alot of platform shoes so he can look taller. Lots of cropped shirts that looked ripped. No long sleeves, short sleeves and sleeveless tees. An absolute MASTER at makeup, specifically eyeliner. Lotsssss of turtlenecks. 
Ooohoho now Kaeya would be f u n to style. Has a more simple style. Those pinterest dudes?? Yeah, think of that. Plain colored shirts, turtlenecks alot, almost never sleeveless. Lots of long sleeves stuff.
Give him one of those black corsets that I always see, since he wears one on his original outfit. Wears necklaces, but doesnt layer them or anything. One simple necklace at a time. A TON of silver rings. Hes got those pinterest guy hands. Wears sheer black gloves. Has this one cropped blue jacket but it's more of a sweater and he always wears it when layering clothing. 
Hanging earrings are necessary for him. Has a belt with a snowflake design on it that he uses alot. Almost never wears sweaters. Wears blue, grey, and black almost religiously. 
Ahhh venti :) Think similar to albedos but more Victorian than college student vibes. Again, long sleeves, flowy, lotssss of ruffles, has a generous amount of green accents. Has this one emerald necklace that resembles a vision somewhat and he adores it. Never takes it off. Not a giant ring person, but has around a thousand hats. Paper boy hats in green, might own a bucket hat or two? Hes got the whole hat-universe. Always wear white socks that go just below his knees with EVERYTHING. Has multiple pairs and some are a bit more sheer than the others. Has a pair or two of white fingerless gloves to wear with long sleeves, and full, white and sheer gloves he wears when he isnt wearing long sleeves. White button ups are his life. Usually doesnt tuck said button ups in.   (Totally not a walking mitski reference) 
Ayato isnt THAT complex. And he's got similar style to Zhongli, but complety different color schemes. Wears suits often, and they follow a pattern. White shirt, black tie, light blue suit jacket. The icon of white pants, he basically never wears anything else. For smaller accessories they're usually dark blue or black in color. Not a ring person either, but wears one or two black rings occasionally. Has earrings but not dangly ones. Just black studs. Has alot of dark blue hair pins to keep his hair back. Theres no way his hair naturally just stays that way ok?? Every single boba place within 40 miles knows his name and face by memory. Wears the same looking black shoes all the time. 
Diluc is probably another trench coat kinda guy. Less suits, more trench coats for him. In the fancy looking suit and tie gang with Ayato and Zhongli. Usually wears black button ups instead of white ones, with a crimson red tie and a brown trench coat, or a white tie and a darker red coat. Totally not an accessories guy. No necklaces, earrings, and maybe just one single gold rings he wears once every century. Another black shoes only person. I feel like the coats he wear have some fur on them in places. Just a thought. Always carries around like 3 extra hair ties in his pocket just in case he need one. 
Kazuha is a comfy clothing icon. Not one for a thousand things on his outfits for aesthetic purposes, just wears what he likes and adds accessories if he feels like it.  And absolute king of the fall outfit aesthetic. Outfits usually consists of slightly baggy autumn colored shirts, always short sleeves. Sweatpants or just light colored/bleached cuffed jeans. (Yes I said CUFFED) And occasionally has a darker colored orange and red knit sweater over him. Probably has one or two necklaces on at a time. Always wears this one necklace with a gold chain and a maple leaf charm on it. A gold colored accessories person. Most of the rings he has are gold. Has his ears pierced and usually wears black or gold studs. Sonetimes he wears dangly earrings but nothing to crazy. Ties his hair back a lot less. 
(I wrote this on the train lmao)
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0rah-s · 1 year
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Guilt - chapter 2
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Teenage!reader x various!genshin (platonic)
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Tw: reader kinda has depression, some cursing (this should not be used as a mean to diagnose yourself!)
Sorry for any mistakes, English isn't my first language
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Your mind raced?
What was happening?
Were you being robbed??
Whatever in hell was happening - someone was still in your house.
The most sensible thing to do would be to hide in an unconspicuous area of you bedroom: in the wardrobe? Under the bed? Behind the curtains? URGHHH all this thinking began to fry your brain.
Unfiltered murmurs passed through your doors due to the poor noise cancellation of your room ; there were multiple voices, meaning the level of danger and doubled if not trippled!
Curiousity had the best of you but thankfully stupidity hadn't - you had a message that was ready to be sent to the police immediately in case of danger (which told "there's an intruder/multiple intruders in my house and i am home alone, i live at *your adress* please send help). You opened your door praying for the door not to creak (and thank the heavens it did not).
You tip-toed your way nearer to the living room where the noise was coming from, and peaked at what was going on.
Your jaw droped; a group of... cosplayers??
That made no sense...
Before you had the time to compose yourself and think rationaly, you saw a very tall man picking up what seems to be a small journal.. was that..? YOUR BABY ALBUM PHOTO ?!?
You yelped in embarrassment and fear which gave your position away, half the people in your living room snapped their heads toward you.
You froze.
A tall and charismatic purple lady readied her spear, "Who goes there, explain yourself! "
And guess what ? That did not help calm down your anxiety ;D
Running was useless, you sent the message you typed before leaving your room to the police number and slowly walked up to the strangers with your hands in the air (your phone still held in your right hand).
"Ei, let's deal with this matter in a moderate manner" the tall man in a smart brown suit then looked at you "surely there must be room for negotiation. what is your reason for bringing us here and what do you require from us. I am certain we can reach a common ground" a shorter man in red and a green little girl nodded in agreement.
"As a sustainer of heavenly order i simply cannot accept! I will get my answers through whatever means." Her face couldn't possibly get sterner, if not for your exhaustion you would have been shaking in fear right this instant.
The same man that had graped you album interjected, "yeah, i think we should all chill out, that looks like a kid-" he walked walked up close and scanned you, looked at you dead in the eye, spun you around and side hugged you.
Huh ?
"But i bet they could be of help!" He exclaimed with the widest grin. The others stayed silent at the suggestion, it was worth a try.
"Say kid, d'you know where we are? Thats a pretty weird but nice place! " Was that a compliment?
Mustering up all the courage you could gather, you spoke.
"T-thank you ??"
"You're in my house right now... So inthenicestwaypossible shouldn't i be asking you who you are and what you're doing here?" You said as you avoided eye contact at all costs.
A blond person came forward in front of the purple lady (was it to make you feel safer?). "That's a fair claim, how about we answer eachother's question?" You nod in agreement.
He smiles at your willingness to cooperate,. "how about we start by introductions?"
The man still hugging you goes "OH oh ok I'll go first!!" *Ahem* "apart from the little green lady and the kid, everyone knows me here but but for the sake of my die hard fans - I'll go again. The name's arataki itto, a pleasure for the both of us" you couldn't help but chuckle and alas the oni had managed to calm your nerves.
"Is it truly safe to give our personal information to a stranger? For all we know this shy acts could be a facade to make us lower our guards" an angry green man said. A happier looking green man answer "we wont know unless we try!"
And each by turn introduce themselves, and then came you. Deep breath in, deep breath out. "My name is y/n and- oH SHIT!" The suddent rise in volume alarmed all people present in the room and set them back on the guards. "Oh geez i totally forgot i called the police on you! Wait a minute!!!"
You hurriedly unlocked your phone and went to the text message and improvised something (you typed: im sorry false alarm, those were my neighbours which my parents had given a spare of the keys to. I profusely apologizes!!)
You sighed in relief at the fact that they had not yet got onto you and were probably too bussy with other cases.
Still confused they all stare at you. "Is.. everything all right?" The person that introduced themselves as kazuha asks.
"Yes, i just realised that i had almost reported you to the authorities for breaking into my house haha...."
"How could you possibly have done it so fast?" The monst- ei said.
"With my phone i guess?"
"What's a pphhhone?"
God this is gonna take a while...
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@gao-growl got the idea of Vash trying Bathbombs and skin care item for the Reverse Isekai AU. How could I not?!?!?!
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Self care
Reverse Isekai au
"You haven't tried a bath since you got here?" You asked as Vash joined you at the table for lunch. You were happy to see he had become comfortable walking without a shirt within the few short weeks since he'd arrived in your world.
"I tried, but the tub in my bathroom is too small. I'd much rather use yours."
"Mine really isn't all that fancy." You shrugged as you sat down with your plate.
"It has little back massaging jet's in it! That's way more than fancy! That's luxury!"
I mean, sometimes I want to fully submerge myself. Is that luxurious?" You tilted your head. Your family had always had a hot tub, or a jet bathtub in the family cabin you called home.
"I'm just saying that you're so short, why do you need that big of a bathtub in your bathroom? You could fit two people in there!" Vash grumbled.
"And what if that was the point?" You raised your eyebrow. The blush on his face was hidden by the large bite of his food he used to keep himself from speaking any more. You were surprised he hadn't made that joke himself, "Well, I wouldn't mind letting you use my bathtub if you don't fit in yours. Maybe toss in some bubbles for a bubble bath."
"A.. bubble bath?" He questioned, but you didn't answer.
Later in the day, you led Vash up to your bathroom, and opened the cabinet to show your array of bath products. Extra shampoo and conditioner, body washes, as well as face cleaning products. You picked up a small colorful ball that was wrapped in plastic wrap, giving it a smell before holding it up to Vash. He made a contented noise upon smelling it, nodding in agreement.
"You wanna use this bath bomb?" You offered.
"B-Bomb? You said no firearms outside of the lock boxes!" He backed away, his arms up to guard his face.
"No, no, Vash, these dissolve in water and make the water all soapy. You just drop them in the water." You giggled at his reaction. He has reactions like that sometimes.
When you introduced him to beef jerky, he was surprised when it was soft, and not the brick of Tomas meat. You introduced him to the little camping trigger lighter, and he flinched before realizing it was just a little flame. Let's just say that music with saxophones was… a work in progress…
He seemed to relax as you sneak past him, and began drawing the bath water. As you wait, you grab a few more products from the cabinet, as well as some towels.
"What are those for?"
"After you get out and rinse off, I want to do a little skin routine with you. Just a simple cleaning of your face, and a little moisturizer. Just let me know when you're done, and I'll come back in and help you with it."
"Ah. I was kinda hoping you would stay. We could keep talking while I take a bath." His face had a deep red across it as he struggled to keep eye contact, "it can be difficult to get out of a tub without my arm." He flexed the hand of his prosthetic arm.
"S-sure, but for privacy, I'll probably chill in the shower." You motioned to the wall that sectioned off the shower on the left.
"I'd be okay with that." He seemed to relax a bit.
Soon the bath water was filled in the tub, and Vash noted it was a comfortable temperature. You dropped the bathbomb in, and it thunked on the bottom before resurfacing and began fizzing.
Vash seemed to tense up, but you took his hand and you watched as the water became covered in a layer of soap, looking like a little Galaxy as the bath bomb floated around the tub.
You grabbed a pillow from your room to sit on. When you returned, you walked in on a shirtless Vash, wincing as he removed his prosthetic.
"That looks painful." You frowned.
"You get used to it. It's better than when I first started out." He gave a gentle smile your way, hinting that you shouldn't worry about it. You mimicked his smile, and made your way back to the shower, making yourself comfortable on the shower chair, facing away from Vash, even though there was already a wall between you.
You heard the subtle noise of his pants being removed, and he carefully slipped into the tub. He gave a contented sigh, relishing in the warm water.
"This is really nice. A hot bath never felt this nice when you'd be back to sweating just after getting out." He spoke, a smile on his voice.
"Yeah, sorry you ended up somewhere so cold."
"You said it gets warmer though. I've always wanted to see snow and the ocean. The warm weather will get here eventually." He remained optimistic.
When Vash was content with the amount of time spent in the tub, he began to drain the water. He allowed you to make your way out of the showering area before grabbing a towel.
Wrapping his waist before hopping into the shower, he rinsed off the excess soap from his body. Towel once again on his waist, he found you sitting on the bathroom counter. A small array of bottles at your side.
"Ah, that face routine. You know I can just wash my face in the shower, right?"
"If you're not rinsing your face with cold water afterwards, your skin could get dry, and your pores don't close properly. Now come here and let me wash your face." You made grabby hands at him. With a chuckle, he stood against the counter between your legs.
Up close he was so beautiful. More than the anime or manga had ever shown. The scars covering his visible torso were a little gruesome, but he wouldn't be Vash without them. They added to his beauty and you never found them upsetting, unless you thought about all of the various ways he could have received them.
He bent down slightly so you could press the cleansing cloth to his face, his eyes closed as you gently rubbed his face. His body seemed to relax and a content hum left him. Taking a dry wipe, you pumped a little of the moisturizer onto it, spreading the cold liquid on his face. He seemed a little uncomfortable at the change, but didn't object.
Once you were done, you tossed the two wipes in the trash. Wiping your hands on your shorts, Vash opened his eyes, and smiled.
"Wow, that does feel nice."
"See? Your face felt so soft once it had a little moisture added!" You grabbed the bottle of lotion on your left.
"Hey, Vash, wanna make the rest of you all soft? We could use that lotion. Got any rough skin spots?"
"We might as well fill the tub with it." He chuckled.
"Well, why don't I start with your chest and back? You can get your legs and other stuff on your own." You offered. He pondered a minute before nodding permission.
"Let me put my arm back on first." He commented, sliding his way over to the tank of the toilet where his arm sat. He winced once again as it clicked back into place. He rolled his shoulders, and tested the movement of his fingers and other joints. Content, he returned to his spot between your legs, "Where do you want me?" He gave a hollow smile.
You instructed him to face away from you so you could start with his back. You started at his left shoulder, giving his back a massage as you made your way down his shoulder, stopping just before the prosthetic. The skin around the border of metal and skin was definitely chapped, despite the healing from its apparent application. You were very careful in this spot.
You didn't spend too much time on his right shoulder either, since you planned to get his whole right arm once he turned around.
His back, however, was a different story. You were very delicate with the largest scar over his right shoulder, and the grate near his ribs. You made sure the lotion was properly rubbed in over every inch, lastly rubbing circles into the small of his back with your thumbs.
"Okay, you can turn around now."
"That was so relaxing." Vash's face was a deep shade of red. You wondered if he'd ever been touched so intimately.
"Well, you're about to be more relaxed. I gotta get your arm, and chest." You motioned for him to come closer. He obliged, and you once again rubbed more lotion into his chest. You were gonna have to buy this stuff in bulk. A bathtub full might not be enough. As you rubbed the lotion into his chest, it got you thinking.
"You know, Angel, you deserve to feel comfortable in your body."
"I do take care of my body."
"Having the body of sculpted marble is hot and all, but you're in a space you can be touchable now. You have resources to take care of yourself in a loving way, not just the ways for survival. Please take advantage of those. They don't have to be luxuries anymore." You told him. He seemed quiet for a bit while you rubbed in the last bit of lotion around that cute little cross scar on his hip.
"You're right. I've spent so long just… getting by. Surviving. I can finally rest now. Sometimes I can hardly believe it."
"You can spend the rest of your life in peace now, Vash. Nothing's gonna hurt us here." You said, leaning your forehead onto his chest. His arms surrounded you after a moment, and a gentle squeeze of a hug.
"I can rest now." He said as an affirmation.
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isekai-ideas · 6 months
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Reverse isekai idea where the hero party is facing the demon king or final boss who ever that ends up being, and they’re totally winning, and then the guy cheats and sends all of them to another dimension. That other dimension is of course our own, but instead of being our size, they’re about the size of dolls or action figures, smaller than 1:6 scale. Their guide in this world is an office lady who’s a hardcore miniaturist who uses her higher up office job to pay for her hobby, and is delighted to help these tiny people with magic powers. The series would explore the hobby and our world while trying to find a way to get the heroes home to finally defeat the final boss like they planned. Also, the wizard has to be madly in love with the giant office lady. It’s a rule.
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fandangotales · 1 year
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FANDANGO! FANDANGO! FANDANGO!!! I JUST HAD A WILD MF THOUGHT FROM THE LAST HORNY REVERSE ISEKAI AU ASK!!
what if you accidentally left your computer on when going out for a quick grocery shopping? and what if the characters accidentally stumble on your nsfw liked posts, arts or even worse! asmrs? as someone who has a good stash of sub genshin things i would be ready to yeet myself off of my balcony🤭
Warnings: NSFW mention/content, cult au, a pinch of yandere. <3
Pervious fic mentioned in the ask HERE
Characters: Albedo, Venti <3
A/n: As somebody who also has a good stash of sub genshin things, I would gladly join you… especially if they found my tumblr.
REBLOGS AND COMMENTS ARE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED! <3
Albedo:
You were casually sitting on the couch one day, scrolling through your phone. Another Qiqi meme, and another ad for “free” primogems…
You were getting rather bored, and a little creeped out at how much Albedo was staring at the “strange device” in your hands.
You decided to ignore his analytical stare, as the alchemist would often look at you for extended periods of time.
You shrugged it off, going back to your scrolling.
To anybody else, it would probably be seen as strange, but considering that you were The Creator…
Any opportunity to behold your holiness, to be in the same space as you, or to simply to bask in your presence…
It is an honor of the highest degree.
So please, don’t be too bothered by his unblinking stare.
Albedo observed the way you would always have it with you, and how you seemed to give it most of your attention. Perhaps you were revisiting the “Posts” in your “Saved Folder”?
The one time you showed him how to navigate this thing you called Instagram, he might’ve clicked on something he wasn’t supposed to see…
Now, it wasn’t his intention to snoop into your saved folder! But, Albedo’s curiosity was piqued. And with that curiosity, it becomes impossible for him ignore the subject of interest. Especially when that specific subject pertained to you.
53 saved posts, the screen read.
His eyes had widened, as he took in the contents of your screen.
53 posts of… him and some of your other acolytes, in questionable angles, often doing questionable activities, or wearing questionable articles of clothing… was this something you were into?
He’d need to document this new information, to know more about Teyvat’s Creator.
His memories were interrupted by your voice.
“…do you want something?” You asked, wondering what Albedo was thinking about.
You saw him nervously shift where he sat, as he cleared his throat.
“I… would like to ask you about the art you have saved on Instagram.”
You froze, immediately turning off your phone and shoving it underneath you.
“Oh! Hahah! Of course…!” You trailed, silently dying on the inside.
If he had saw THAT folder, you were in for quite a bit of explaining.
“Art! Y-yes…” You said, seeming to avoid eye contact.
“If that stuff can even be considered art-“ You half mumbled, indiscreetly shoving the phone into the depths of the couch cushions.
He could sense your obvious discomfort, so he decided to cut straight to his point, in an attempt to spare you some embarrassment.
“Your Grace.” The blonde started, in all seriousness, “Would it be pleasing to you if I were to wear cat ears?”
The room was dead silent, except for the occasional bird chirp from outside. Albedo was unnerved by your blank stare. He wasn’t being too presumptuous to assume that you wanted him in that way-
Or maybe you were disappointed in his lack of enthusiasm? He could assure you that he would be delighted to serve you in that way, to gain your favor, to be yours-
“I-if that’s not enough I could wear a collar too!-“ He blurted, sitting up completely straight.
The silence returned momentarily, as your mind whirled with ideas of what to say, how to even deal with this…
Before you could come up with a response, the image of Albedo in cat ears and a collar was conjured up into your mind.
His soft blonde hair and matching cat ears… a turquoise collar to match his eyes…
The way he might look up at you, not so innocently pawing at your body, desperately panting for your attention-
“Your Grace, are you alright?!” Albedo panicked, quickly approaching you with a cloth. “Why is your nose bleeding?”
Venti:
“Yeah, and there’s a ton of music that people from all over this world have recorded, and the best part…”
You trailed off, for a dramatic effect. You saw Venti’s aquamarine eyes follow your every move.
“You can either listen to music, or watch anything on this platform, as long as you have WiFi!” You gushed, going on and on about the wonders of “YouTube”
A chime sounded, interrupting your rant.
“Oh, the cookies are done!” You exclaimed, getting up from your spot on the bed. “I’ll be right back, feel free to browse YouTube for whatever you’d like to hear!”
“Ehe, ok!” He smiled, gleefully clicking into the “Library” section of the “app”.
The door of the room clicked shut, and the ex-archon was left by himself.
“Recently watched?” He said to himself, curiously tapping on the category.
A wide variety of videos pulled up on the screen of the phone.
He hummed, casually kicking his feet in time with the rhythm, as he scrolled through the videos.
“Daddy Diluc punishes you for not paying your bar tab? ASMR?”
He tapped the video, as the first hints of sound emit from the device.
“You’ve been naughty, kitten…” the voice trailed, sounding eerily similar, if not exactly the same as Diluc. “But I think you already know that… don’t you?”
Venti wheezed, doubling over laughing. To think that the Creator of Teyvat would watch and listen to something of this nature-
The door opened, as you finally returned from taking the cookies out of the oven.
Venti flinched, attempting to hide the phone behind his back. However, in his haste to move the object, it fell out of his hands.
You stared at the bard in confusion, still standing in the doorway. Before you could ask him about his flustered state, a loud clunk sounded throughout the room. The phone had fallen right between your desk and the wall.
You choked when you heard the oh-so-familiar voice coming from the phone.
“Since you’ve been so naughty, basically begging for my attention, I guess I’ll just have to punish you. Hm? You’d like that?”
“VENTI WHY DID YOU CLICK ON THAT?!” You screeched, immediately dropping to the ground, desperately reaching your hand into the crack between the wall and your desk. You failed to reach the device.
“I-“ he started, continuously being interrupted with laughter. “I-m sorry, y- Your Grace-“
You were mortified when the less appropriate part of the video started, the lewd noises echoing through the room.
“H-hah, kitten… you’re so tight- so perfect for me, bent over the bar like this…”
Your face went bright red, as you stood up, hastily grabbing Venti’s arm, proceeding to drag him out of the room.
You slammed the door shut, as Venti kept laughing.
“You. Heard. Nothing.” You said, your face turning bright red.
“Nothing.” He said, an innocent smile on his lips.
You sighed in relief, before seeing the mischievous expression on his face.
“Venti…” you warned, side eyeing him.
“I heard absolutely nothing, kitten.” He cackled, before he went dead silent. “Is…that my voice?”
From under the door, you heard a new video begin to play.
“A-ah- please-“ somebody said, imitating Venti’s voice.
“W-windblume- I’m- hAH~ g-going to c-cum!”
Your face somehow managed to get redder, as you slowly turned back toward him.
“I… I am so sorry you have to hear that.” You muttered, your eyes meeting his amused ones.
“Don’t worry about it! After all, I wouldn’t mind if we were to record our own video like that.” Venti grinned, taking your hands in his own.
You blushed even harder, as he continued his rant, excitedly detailing all he wants to do with you. His fanatical expression was making you a little nervous.
You just didn’t understand how euphoric this made him, to know that you were watching things of this nature about him- and that he was with you now, all alone…
“Anddd, maybe you could bend ME over a bar? That could make for a really interesting ballad, about the scandalous love between the Creator and the Anemo Ar-“
He was cut off by a particularly high pitched moan coming from behind the door.
You swiftly retracted your hands, running back inside of the room, thankful for the excuse to escape his tightening grip.
“I am turning this phone off, if it’s the very last thing I do!” You screamed, angrily attempting (and failing) to reach for the wretched device.
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thedude3445 · 1 year
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Let's Read Systemless
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Here's Reborn on a Systemless Earth... With a System!
It's my 1100+ page trilogy that's just about to finish. Read it all for free, and preorder Volume 1 before it releases on Kindle Unlimited on June 18th!
This comedy fantasy reverse isekai story features the following:
Cultural differences leading to many shenanigans.
Card game-based RPG superpowers.
Perpetually annoyed lesbian wives.
Underground wrestling arenas with Pretty Cure expys.
Multiversal temporal desychronization causing cosmic chaos.
Bizarre numbers of references to CATS (dir. Hooper, 2019).
Anarcho-monarchist surf pirates.
Using Minecraft to cheat at real life.
Ridiculously convoluted hidden origin stories.
Beavers.
A very slow-burning BL subplot that eventually ends with heartwarming triumph.
President Joe Biden with a plan to use RPG powers to solve climate change.
Plot twists so massive you'll be dropping your damn jaw to the floor.
Hot guys with pink hair.
I've been posting the story for over 3 years, and I think you'll really enjoy the insanity to come. It started as a parody of isekai stories by sending an idiot fantasy guy to modern-day America, but it became so, so much more over its 250-chapter run.
The story will post its final chapter in June, and then it'll be published on Kindle Unlimited.
Read it for free now, and also preorder Volume 1 so I can become rich and successful and self-finance the rest of that one Squiddles fan adventure!
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magicclownjuice · 7 months
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OK SO, we rewatched the last few season 4 episodes of LMK and realized we missed some info abt Azure (oops) so we decided to update our fic.
(UPDATED) Azure Skies (Come Down To Earth): An Isekai'd!Azure Lion x Reader fic.
"When Azure sacrificed himself for the sake of keeping the universe from tearing itself apart, he knew he wouldn’t be going back into the underworld. This was final; there would be no afterlife, no cycle of reincarnation… he would cease to exist altogether.
He thought he would just disappear after his body dissolved, but…
"Azure Lion." a familiar voice calls out to him, pulls him away from the nothingness and into the light. “Don’t go just yet.”
…Guan Yin?
He’s speechless. What is she doing here? He thought—
“I believe you still have a mission to fulfill,” She speaks, warm and slow. “There are still people who need you.”
—And suddenly, he's staring up at the skies above, clear and blue and beautiful.
He gasps and coughs, lungs burning for air, heart beating a mile per second—
He's back. He's alive, he’s—
…where exactly is he?
"Ayo dude, nice cosplay."
OR: In which Guan Yin, the goddess of mercy, grants Azure a second chance at life, albeit in a strange new universe, and you're convinced you've just met an extremely dedicated cosplayer."
-🪷
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inlovewithwaffles · 2 years
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how about instead of reverse isekai where Reader has a huge mansion and is a billionaire at 19
reader is this hanging by a thread strives of caffeine STEM major who hasn’t eaten actual food in months living with their bestie in a college dorm
~I m a g I n e~
you’re just on your (what? Fifth?) cup of coffee for the night (we’ll it’s actually 4:30) and all the sudden you get flashbanged like discord light mode and a character who you’re pretty sure isn’t supposed to be real. Is real.
on your lap.
staring at you
well, damn it, you’re too tired to deal with this anyways
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thewhumpcaretaker · 2 months
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Your favorite Whumpee appears in front of you, dazed and confused, covered in blood, having been instantaneously pulled from their own reality by the sheer force of compassion you feel towards them.
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