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bamboowrites · 2 years

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SAGAU Work 34

Nanno Villain God/Goddess!Reader, crack

Tw: Slight gore but not much, since it’s our platonic bae @weakestpoint who’s gonna write the hardcore gore ehe~ New AU let’s goooo~ Characters: Morax, Barbatos, Raiden Shogun, Zhongli, Venti, Ei

“Please, you guys are so uninventive! That’s a boring execution. Such despair.” You swing your legs on the high roof ledges of the Shogun’s mansion and shout below.

“Wha-“ the massive following of cultists look up as they flinch from the all-too-familiar voice.

Hadn’t they cut off your tongue already? No, you should be dead, you are finished, and their eyes were witnessing the mangled corpse they were beating the shit out of. Then where and who was the voice coming from?

As they crane their necks looking up to no avail of locating you, you leapt down.

You have unlimited spare bodies to use anyway. You picked the right body data plan, after all. That was expensive, so it’d better be worth it.

You accessed your anemo power to lessen the fall damage and stood right on top of ‘your’ dead body. “Hi!” You grinned.

The crowd cowardly shrunk away, as usual, some crouching down, kneeling, and some of the foolish ones were pointing their weaponry towards you.

One of them shot their arrow straight to your head. ‘You’ died again, and the crowd released their held breaths.

“Hoorah! Am I right?” You chortled like Santa Clause in the Evil AU. You reappeared on the rooftop, but then decided to teleport again.

This time, you teleported right to face the back of the one who ‘killed you’.

“Well. That was rude.”

You put one of your ghostly cold hands on his shoulder and whispered breathily, like a howling wind spirit, into his ear. He fainted, and so did some of the crowd.

✨Pathetique✨. They could’ve been more aesthetically-pleasing with passing out. Hmph. The disrespect.

You dislocated both of the offender’s wrists, feeling somewhat merciful from your almost giddy mood. They were like a babble of clowns that amused you.

The asshats apparently didn’t learn anything, because Baal immediately started pulling out her booba sword. You turned to her and unequipped her weapons, including her sister’s sword. “Step the eff up, Raiden.” You said, mocking her (in the same way Kyle was mocked in the legendary vine).

Baal was left stunned as she sees herself no longer holding a weapon. You also snatched all of the Archons’ weapons, talent books, artefacts, everything. Maybe you would loot the other vision-bearing acolytes later.

Equipping yourself with those times, you visibly noticed your attributes/stats go up.

“Ei. I’m confiscating your Dango desserts and milk bottles.” Doot doot. You yoinked it and noticed Raiden’s puppet façade fade away, in place for the true Ei herself.

“🥺”

“I don’t speak in bottom. (Not today. I would but I’m kind of pissed, you know?)” You then switched from the valley girl accent to a booming Chad accent. “Speak up, Raisin Ei.”

“😭” Again, she attempted to guilt-trip you as she did to your first body. That was not very fetch of her.

“Nawww girlie, you killed me. I’m not amused right now. Hand over your vision.” You continued to speak in a very ‘manly’ way.

“I… don’t have a vision?” She attempted to fool you with her cat-like eyes and submission.

“You very much know what I mean. Your gnosis and the visions you haven’t returned yet. GIB ME VEE SHIOUN.” You deadpanned in a serious voice. You changed your tone to sound like a disgruntled history teacher.

You noticed Sara flying above, aiming an arrow at you. Ah, the crow-like general.

“I SAID, BE CREATIVE-“ you teleported Sara next to you and promptly disabled her wings with a snap of your fingertips.

“Huh-? My wings-“ You flicked your wrist idly. “Honey, you’re lucky I just locked them inside your body. They’re still here.” Before she could fully let out a sigh, you continue. “For now!” You loved how surprised and horrified she looked. It was almost worth the times your other bodies suffered, from her carrying out Baal’s orders.

“Y’all- I’m mad just because you guys didn’t even bother to kill me in a fun way. I’m disappointed. I’ve seen better in other worlds.” You’re straight up lying about only being mad for that reason, but that’ll make things more fun.

You sighed in the iconic drama kid font and twirl around to face Ei.

“Raisin. Gib me veeshion. Nawr.”

Zhongli took the opportunity to lunge at you with a spare shard of glass, this time aimed at your heart. You knew before he struck, but you mock-gasped instead of ducking from the attack.

“The betrayal! But the clapping of your booty cheeks had alerted me already. Such a shame.” ‘You’ died dramatically again.

They heaved as ‘you’ finally died, ‘your’ eyes fading out of focus. You’d feel bad for the cheering crowd if you weren’t slightly iritated.

“Oh dear, it’s getting boring~” you whistled. Your unlimited body package deal worked like a charm. It kind of is one, but it’s ingrained into your soul. You’re now reformed and standing on top of Zhongli’s head.

It was almost fun feeling him tense up under you, his fists visibly clenched like the Arthur meme. His geo colour scheme would’ve worked if his sleeve was yellowish. Pity.

The crowd felt invisible and that’s because they’ve been giving you unsurprising reactions. They’re starting to bore you.

“What the fu-“ Eh, classic Venti. You revelled in your twisted sense of humour, as you gazed at his dropped jaw.

“No, not the archon with the Wendy-ass haircut swearing at me.” He opened his mouth but you reached out with your electro powers to buzz his lips and hold them shut.

“SHUT. No. That’s an off-topic question. Permission denied. NEXT.”

You floated up and formed a skyscraping geo structure stronger than any of Zhongli’s attacks. You stood there menacingly, t-posing. Zhongli was tall, but not enough for you to see the whole scene with a bird-eye view.

‘It’s over, Anakin. I have the high ground. You underestimate my power.’ You think to yourself.

You continued your ‘speech’.

“Raisin. Visions now. Ven-tea, your apples. Shlong-li, your osmanthus wine. If I have to hear you wax about your wine again, I will bonk you in the face with Guizhong’s lock.” You paused as they attempted to absorb the absurd events that happened. Zhongli almost looked traumatised, as if he didn’t abuse your other selves. Your compassion had been going on a hiatus and it won’t be coming back anytime soon. Reasonably so. It didn’t help that the other times you tried to care resulted in your untimely demises.

“Oh, and kill me in creative mode this time!” You gave them encouraging thumbs-ups, reminiscent of a parent encouraging their toddler. You clapped mockingly when they finally managed to step forward under the increasing pressure of your now negative aura. “Good job! Don’t trip, little ones!” You sat on the geo tower and watch in amusement. If they could prove themselves to be fun enough, maybe you would let them try out new killing ideas on your body, before you ‘return the favour’.

You hope they would invent new death methods in your honour. Ehe~

A/N: not sure about this but ayo I hope y’all enjoyed it ehe~

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versadies · 3 years

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Hiya! I really appreciate your sagao content goodness! just wanna ask if I could add you into my mutual list? No pressure though!

If you’re doing requests, could you please do Ningguang? No specifics, but maybe for the sagao au? Ty in advance!

im glad you enjoy my sagau content and i dont mind being added in ur mutual list <<3 altho i don’t exactly do requests atm, i can reassure you that one of my drafts contains ningguang with villain reader 😼

#—anon reply 📣

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bamboowrites · 3 years

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𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐎 𝐀𝐔 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐬!

Disclaimer!

Works (posted)

First post: (fluff) our main & main team somewhat protects you from the other yanderes

Second post: (fluff, crackfic) you punish your yandere cult by using weird methods.

Third post: (angst) they finally realise they’ve messed up by hurting you, who they thought was an imposter.

Fourth post: (angst) your suffering from the cruel yandere cultists and human civilisations. Betrayal and trauma.

Fifth post: (angst) you die from blood loss trauma. the hydro hypostasis mourns you and Teyvat.

Sixth post: (important!) you explain why your personality has changed and why the 1-5th posts seem unconnected.

Seventh post: (fluff, crack) you stay up to make surprise gifts for them, now that y’all are on okay terms

Eighth post: (fluff, crack) expanded on 7th post’s chaos stemming from wet fatui boi

Ninth post: (angst, then fluff! reverse comfort) you comfort the guilty archons before stepping into their cities.

Tenth post: (fluff, comfort) you become Ningguang and Keqing’s sugar baby on a Liyue shopping trip.

Eleventh post: (questionable fluff) they over-protect you as you tour Teyvat, this link is for the masterlist of its multiple parts.

Twelth post: (crack, fluff) drunk archon chaos, punishments, and adopting diona, this link is to the masterlist of all three parts.

Thirteenth post: (comfort, fluff) you sleeptalk and your companions overhear your anxious thoughts, this link is for the masterlist of its multiple parts.

Fourteenth post: (crack) your cult quotes your fandom quotes from Mean Girls and Legally Blonde

Fifteenth post: (strong tw, angst) EvilConsort!Venti & AmoralEvil!God/GoddessReader destroys Teyvat

Sixteenth post: planning consort!venti

Seventeenth post: (comfort fluff) cult cares for depressed God/Goddess!Reader in/with healthy ways

Eighteenth post: (reverse comfort, fluff) you distract/stop your cult from overworking themselves for you

Nineteenth post: (comfort, fluff) your cult helps you lessen your body dysmorphia. reader is pre-transitioning/has body image issues.

Twentieth post: (crack) you almost punch your f/o, Childe and/or Itto, by accident-

Twenty-first post: (comfort, fluff, crack) you’re sick and your cult cares for you in different ways. Linked to the summary/prequel/future masterlist.

Twenty-second post: (fluff) you run into Aloy, who then heals you and shelters you

Twenty-third post:(fluff, reverse comfort) you let Baal, Sara and Xiao sleep around/on you

Twenty-fourth post: (crack) you made Childe your s/o, then he went on never-ending chaotic shopping sprees to your dismay-

Twenty-fifth post: (crack) you go Gordon Ramsay on your cult

Twenty-sixth post: (fluffy) you and one of your Digimons get sucked into Genshin

Twenty-seventh post: (all) reader chooses routes in response to being slashed in misunderstandings, linked to prequel+masterlist to all parts

Twenty-eighth post: (fluff, reverse comfort) you cuddle Xiao and threaten Childe with a knife lest he wakes Xiao up

Twenty-ninth post: (flangst, reverse comfort) you confess to Xiao after he got hurt for your sake

Thirtieth post: (angst, prologue + two linked parts) you choose to avenge yourself or spare Dottore

Thirty-first post: (fluff, crack) Childe comes home with the wrong kid and an octopus-

Thirty-second post: (crack) Kaeya and Diluc argues about the SOUP store while sitting on your lap

Thirty-third post: (angst) Tsaritsa confesses her love and drugs you when you struggle to escape from her embrace

Thirty-fourth post: (crack) Villain!GodReader goes Nanno on the transgressors, mostly terrifying the three archons

Thirty-fifth post: (fluff, smol ending crack) The Tsaritsa confesses her love to you. Venti low-key crashed while drunk ehe~

SAGAO cult headcanons

(fluff) sagao headcanon no. 1

(fluff) sagao headcanon no. 2

SAGAO AU’s world theories

SAGAO AU Theory 1.1 - Why we are special, and their god, instead of Mihoyo.

SAGAO AU Theory 1.2 - What makes us the special godly person, apart from other players

SAGAO Sub AU, MandCat!Imposter, Theory Alpha - About The Imposter, their imperfections, and the cult’s reaction. Tw: Mandela Catalogue Alternate Reality Game.

SAGAO AU Asks/Requests (according to sender)

@weakestpoint (p.s. ty for your asks! I enjoy your questions and ideas!)

What happens to the Darling’s close ones - your s/o, family, friends. Part one: angst. Part two: less tragic au.

@birozu (p.s. ty for the ask! Venti is very pog and appreciated ehe~)

Consort!Venti (God/Goddess!Reader’s s/o). The masterlist will be linked here.

@simpsforeveryoneandanything (p.s. you’re remembered as the t-posing inbox friend aha-)

Work 20: (crack) you almost punch your cult f/o - itto, childe

Work 21: (comfort, fluff, crack) you’re sick and your cult cares for you in different ways.

Work 24: (crack) you try to rein in Childe from continuing overspending for your gifts

@ognenniyvolk (p.s. ty for the ask, early likes, and wholesome inbox messages!)

(fluff) Ningguang and Baal as your wifes (separate)

@sweetstrawberrybabe (p.s. ty for the asks, early reblogs/likes and super nice messages in my inbox!)

SAGAO Work 18: (reverse comfort, fluff) you distract/stop your cult from overworking themselves for you

@the-kaida-family (your ideas and writing are so good how-)

SAGAO Work 22: (fluff) you run into Aloy, who then heals and shelters you from the manhunters

SAGAO Work 25: (crack) you go Gordon Ramsay on your cult

SAGAO Work 26: (fluffy) you and one of your Digimons get sucked into Genshin

SAGAO Work 28: (fluff, reverse comfort) you cuddle Xiao and threaten Childe with a knife lest he wakes Xiao up

SAGAO Work 29: (fluff) zhongli splurges to gift you a nice pendant ehe~

SAGAO Work 30: (fluff, reverse comfort) Xiao finds solace in your temple and you surprise him with you sudden appearance

@under-a-starry-night (ty for the request! fluff + Baal = happiness)

SAGAO Work 23: (fluff, reverse comfort) you let Baal, Sara and Xiao sleep on/around you

@emilemovhi (ty for your amazing idea!)

SAGAO Work 27: (all,masterlist+prequel) choose your routes in response to being slashed by the cult

List of SAGAO AU’s branched-out Series

Mental Health Comfort Fluffs

Geo Teahouse Requests Event for 400 supporters ehe~ (masterlist)

#genshin cult au #genshin yandere x reader #genshin yandere cult #genshin cult #god reader pov #bamboowrites masterlists

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bamboowrites · 2 years

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SAGAO AU Work 15, angst, rather important

Yandere Consort! Venti, Part 3 (expanded on part 2, Part 3 is set in the Villain!GodDarling AU. EvilAmoral!Reader and Crazed!Venti. Ending adds a lot to the AU. )

Tw: extreme yandere tendencies, massive bloodbath, destruction, physical harm, massive death count, ‘suicide’ DO NOT ATTEMPT IRL!!! DO NOT ROMANTICIZE THIS!!! Sensitive folks beware!!!

Checklist for Villain!ForcibleConsortVenti:

destructive for your attention/approval, extra jealousy and attachment, excessive glorification of you, lack of moral code when doing as you ask.

You should be feeling remorse. But you’re feeling the opposite. The sick feeling of twisted justice winded you up. You laughed to release the emotional tension building up inside you. It’s almost funny to you, seeing Venti turn on his people for your sake. Does it hurt to see children dying? Yes. But it’s been too late, all too long. Stopping Venti would only increase his destruction.

You returned to your temporary home in the skies. Learning coding was worth it, seeing that you can practically twist time, space and any matter. You leaned on your side as you gently traced your scars. They were proof to you that they deserved it. For the times they hurt you. For the times you were wronged, your blood being shed, you begging for mercy before your powers were regained.

By the time that your mind returns to reality, Venti has returned in swirls of galls. Blood dropped off his green cloak, the contrast being beautifully deadly. His eyes showed fervent worship to you as he stared in adoration, on his knees and gripping his debauched torn fabrics around the hems. He’d be proclaiming his love and faith for you if he hadn’t already been banned from doing so. He is fully ready to sing your praises while the nations are swooped and fumbling like number balls in a lottery machine. You allow him to be your little songbird for the last time. He doesn’t know, as clueless as a sleeping pig to slaughter.

By the time his tune finishes, all nations which had wronged you, even half of his own, has been demolished and covered in a blanket of bloody wind. The scent would’ve been of such prominence if you hadn’t been far away in the skies.

His eyes lit up as you slowly clapped and stood up. Your damaged skin still hurts. The punctures and dentures on you hurt. He caused them. Yet he’s now acting all subservient, like a pathetic little wolf pup, only begging for mercy when his life is threatened. His craze taints his mind. His fanatical thoughts are harmful and horrifying. There’s no semblance of the peace and cheer he once had as a mere controllable game character.

You slowly crouch and set your hands gently on his soft hair. He keens like a bird, one who thinks he’s the favoured one. He’s right, but not entirely. You then lift his chin.

“You’ve finished them off, yes?” You tilt your head and smile at him. The smile barely reaches your darkened/glowing eyes.

“Yess, my grace! Are you proud of me?” He asks, with the excitement that the innocent kids had before getting slaughtered, not even finishing their lollipops before dying.

You had wished that he’d disobey you or whimper at your presence when he’s fully aware of the lengths you’d go for revenge.

He didn’t. Disappointing.

You traced his jaw and gave a sudden bone-crunching clench on him. Oh. Now he knows. Or does he?

You snap your fingers once. His form reverts to a humanoid form that he hates.

You snap your fingers twice. His memory and power get wiped.

You snap your fingers thrice. His lifeline gets cut in half.

You release his shell and look as he- it, slides down and hits the floor with a thump.

Mercy is only given in return to those who showed mercy first. He failed both trials. The first was to be merciful to your weaker form. The second was to rebel against your wishes to set hellfire on these nations. For a hold of freedom and rebellion, you’d expect him to do better. Too bad he’s lovesick and obsessive to the point to be driven into anything.

You recall the times you had to act like nothing was wrong. When he asked to be your only concubine, while forcing you into a corner, on the cliff so high it’d kill you by fall damage. When he slaughtered your favourite humans out of pure unbridled jealousy. When he sings your praises as you grief the accidents you caused, while the animals you loved decayed from your powerful emotional outburst.

When he laughed when Morax died indirectly in your hands, him grasping the lifeless corpse of the true Morax after you jokingly said you’d like to kill him.

Amorality.

You thought you’d be the worst, but the Archons of Teyvat disappoint and surprise you further with their misdeeds, with their treacherous strikes on the undeserved.

You can’t help but cry a single drop of tear. When it rolls down your face in a trail of wetness, you realise what they- no, you- had done.

What have we done…

By the time your pet elemental hounds return, they find you curled up in a ball on the bare floor. Your hair/headcovers cascade and spread messily. Your face contorted in pain as your eyes faded away from focus, the torturing hurt you have from Venti’s sharpest arrow.

It started your tragedy, and it shall close its chapter.

When you finally pass away in agony, Teyvat dies with you. Teyvat’s only stabiliser was you. It should be passed to the archons, but they’ve all been slaughtered or weakened, one by one by Venti’s hands and yours. The common folk dropped dead instantly before the lifeforce was fully bestowed on them.

Teyvat dies with you as it mourns its little ones’ tragedies.

No one deserved the pain all of you went through. But all of you’d be surprised that mortal overstepping would go that far, that the Celestial Overseer was correct before burning out like shooting stars.

Your true self returns to your actual domain, where you are still alive and well.

“Well! That was a ride.” You stretched. You turn to the blurred being behind you. “Am I allowed to die?” It shakes its head or tail. You don’t know. It has no actual concrete forms. “Ah. So this isn’t the true ending. Fair enough. I knew it wasn’t a good end, to say the least.” It grunted.

You cross your fingers to not escalate into physical pain and mental earthquakes this time. You’re not going anywhere until you get the true, perfect ending it requests. You sigh and sink back into the metaphorical whirlpool of warped realities.

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bamboowrites · 2 years

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Bonus: The Whirring Dawn of Karma

SAGAO new sub-AU: MechanicalGod!Reader, Villain AU

Tldr: Background information of what happened before you’ve dealt with Raiden, for context. This is to be read before you read the Childe and Scara reaction one.

Side characters in this work: Mentions of Raiden, and next main focuses—Childe, Scaramouche, Ayato.

Reader: Gender-neutral

Genre: None, but Not Fluff.

Warnings: Mentions of the your captivity of enemies. Violence. Religious Sacrifices.

Inspiration: Arcane

Song listened to while writing: TRRST by IC3PEAK

Just before you had summoned Raiden from the dungeons, your left-hand-man Akemi* had informed you of something else.

“Yes?” You asked, fully aware of his arrival. His armour clangs and he trudged over behind you.

“My grace, the two harbingers are captured.”

“Good,” you said, turning around. “Bring then to the main room.” You send the lower-ranked follower behind you two, to do your bidding. A trustworthy soldier follows suit.

When the sound of their footsteps had thunked away, Akemi speaks in his deep hushed voice.

“My grace, if I may ask…”

“I’ll answer you later. Where are the rest of the Harbingers?” You cut in, as he hands you the papers.

It’s incomplete, but it seems to had belonged to Childe. One page is of Scaramouche, yet it’s too blurred and messed up to see. Old traces of blood had tainted the parchments. You flip through them while listening carefully to Akemi’s report.

“As you wish. The Harbingers… there are ten harbingers alive. The Eighth had died to the Raiden Shogun, and the Fifth had fled in time. The rest are tied down by our men.”

You hum approvingly in response and refocus on your comrade. “Give me the details at the next hour, would you? Prepare before you come to me.” You pocket the pile of papers, and conceal them with your official garments. You act like you didn’t just discover Ayato’s documented involvement with the Balladeer.

“Now, what question did you have? A reward for your good work—I’ll answer one thing, whatever you want to know.”

You pick up the unfamiliar hesitance in his eyes. His stance is off, and his nervous tics are showing up again. You soften your voice. “It’s alright. I trust you the same way you trust me. Ask anything you like. I’ll pardon any wrongs you might make right now. Would that be better?” You sigh from his petrified state and turn around. Physical distance might unfreeze him, you guess. You only turn around when you hear his breathing pace steadied.

Having calmed down, he nods, then swallows before finally asking. “My grace… where did you come from?”

“Oh?” Your eyes widened. “You’ve chosen a good question, it seems. For your answer, Albedo of Mondstadt had abducted me.”

Aw, Akemi’s shocked. “The Albedo we know?”

A nod from you solidified his thoughts. “The first follower I have, Albedo. That alchemist.” You confirm. “Though, I’ll say that his city was the beginning of their terrorising of me. If you want the details, either go figure it out yourself or earn more answers with your loyalty, ‘kemi.”

“Prepare the Harbingers. I’ll be seeing them after dealing with Inazuma’s archon.” Your voice hardens and its volume raised to command your men.

“Yes, my grace. We will do so-“ The younger disciple of Akemi starts rambling again, and you were spared from that when Akemi shut him up and left you with a bow.

*Footnote: Akemi means ‘beauty of dawn’ according to an adoption website. Could be changed if anyone proficient in Japanese discovers any mistakes in this. I was looking for a Japanese name with a menacing relating to god.

#will be reformatted #see this as a preview?#vdl #SoundCloud

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