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haunted-xander · 9 months
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Since people seem to really like my vision requirements illustrations, I figured I could elaborate on my theories/headcanons!
(EDIT: Since people keep mentioning it in the tags of the illust. post, so just to be clear, I am well aware Archons don't hand out visions personally😅 it IS however heavily implied they have a subconcious effect on who gets one, even if they have no active say. It's why no electro visions where granted during Inazumas vision hunt decree, for example)
Anemo: Purpose.
Anemo users have been unsure or hesitant about how to live their lives or what to do at some point, but all ended up finding something to strive for. Venti found purpose in rebuilding Mondstadt after Decarabian fell, to make the nation a place that the nameless bard would've loved to live in.
Jean found purpose as the Dandelion Knight, Xiao found purpose in serving Morax, Wanderer found purpose in freedom etc. Everyone has something they find fullfilment in.
Geo: Determination.
Geo users have a set path and/or ideal they live by, something they will not budge on no matter what. Zhongli is solid on his contracts, the written word is law and cannot be allowed to go broken, regardless of circumstances. His path is one of mutual agreement and fairness, to ensure everyone and everything gets their due.
Ningguang walks the path of Liyue's pillar, Noelle walks the path of self-improvement, Itto walk the path of acceptance etc. They are determined in their ways and will not bend them.
Electro: Protection.
Electro users all have something/someone they hold dear, and will do anything to ensure it's safety and longevity. Ei loved her sister more than anything else, and would've done anything to keep her safe and alive. Her actions in Inazuma was her terribly misguided way of "protecting" it from erosion, to keep the nation her sister loved so much in prosperity in her place.
Sara wants to protect her people, Keqing wants to protect Liyue's prosperity, Fischl wants to protect her imagination and fantasies etc. They hold things close to their heart and will do anything to protect it.
Dendro: Understanding.
Dendro users are seekers of knowledge and wisdom, wishing to understand the world around them and all that lives in it. Nahida wants to understand people, for wisdom means nothing when it can't be put to practice. People aren't something that can easily be comprehended by textbook knowledge, they must be observed extensively first-hand to even begin to understand.
Baizhu wants to understand the secrets of immortality, Kirara wants to understand human society, Collei wants to understand how to help others etc. They earnestly search for ways to expand their world.
Hydro: Duty.
Hydro users tend to have a strong sense of responsibility and personal principles they live by. We don't know enough about Furina to say for sure what her deal is right now, but I speculate her duty is closely connected to the Heavenly Principles, and that she views herself as Celestia's "executioner" so to speak.
Ayato's duty is to the yashiro commision, Candace's duty is to the desert-dwellers, Childe's duty is to the Tsaritsa etc. They have solid loyalties and set principles they work by.
Pyro: Passion.
Pyro users are full of love and passion for what they do, dedicating themselves whole-heartedly to their chosen field. We know very little about Murata, so it's hard to say what she's like. As the God of War I assume she has a passion for battle? Who knows.
Yoimiya is passionate about fireworks, Bennett is passionate about adventuring, Diluc is passionate about defending Mondstadt etc. They have a profound love of life and what is in it.
Cryo: Contradiction.
Cryo users are at odds with themselves, rife with inner conflicts and clashing desires. The Tsaritsa is described as an archon with no love for her people, and has been noted to have grown cold post-cataclysm. Her harbingers, most notably Childe, say otherwise, though. She's not unloving, but she is disillusioned and vengeful. Her hatred for Teyvat and Celestia is at odds with her love of her people.
Rosaria is conflicted with her lifestyle(s), Ayaka is conflicted with her status and wants, Kaeya is conflicted with his loyalties etc. They are torn by irreconcilable opposites.
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ymechi · 6 months
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The hidden creator
I had a plot bunny idea
TW: usual cult stuff, hints of yandere
-gn reader (I tried making it gender-neutral if there is a comment that is off please tell me and I will fix it)
EDIT: 14/11/2023 (changed some wording and other stuff nothing major)
Creator Reader Pov:
-You were just a regular person who one day woke up in Teyvat out of all places
-You realized you still had all your game features and figured it was one of the perks of being isekaied like in other isekai stories
-The whole thing is weird and why you were here, you had no idea
-After the novelty wears off you take some time mourning the loss of your previous life and the people you knew
-After that you try to get a semblance of a normal life like getting a job and trying to be independent
-Despite having a game system you do not want to be an adventurer or learn how to fight it's not for you
-You were previously an average civilian and raised as one it would be hard to become a fighter now
-Instead you gravitated towards creating things, you found an apprentice position in a clockwork shop in Fontaine
-It is fun and you get to tinker with gears and clocks, learning how various machines work and how to create your own items
-overall you are content
-Except weird people occasionally come by the shop you work at including the Iudex of Fontaine which had both you and the shopkeeper sweating the first few times
-Yet the man who insisted you call him by his name Neuvilette is really polite and nice to talk to, soon you warmed up to him
-You could not help the feeling as if you knew him from before, as if you forgot something, you were unusually fond of him.
-Your other "clients" if you could call them that were more intimidating, you had no idea what they were doing in this shop and it scared you
-The Fatui Harbringers occasionally stopped by the shop to buy a trinket or two before leaving, it honestly scared you and the thaught of running away to another nation had crossed your mind once or twice yet you liked your job and your boss and you made some good friends here so it was hard to leave
-Overall you were doing okay
-Except it seems the people here almost in a cult-like manner worship a creator that was never in the game lore
-It is said they resided in Celestia and not many people actually got to see them, not that it mattered for a nobody like you
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Tsaritsa Pov:
-The Tsaritsa knew their so called creator was fake
-She knew she had to get rid of the fake creator as they and Celestia had caused irreparable damage
-Even if she had to stain her hands
-One day it happened something shifted in the earth, air, water- no the whole of Teyvat
-It happened so softly like a small snowflake landing on the ground
-She was hypnotized as if a siren was beckoning her she found you.
-You were their true creator
-You were wearing apprenticeship clothes tinkering with something in your hands and deeply concentrated
-She wondered if that is how you created the universe with careful and steady hands guiding and shaping it to your will.
-She wanted to take you away from this. . . small shop, yet she knew begrudgingly you were safe here, if anyone were to find out a sliver of your existence. . .
-You were safer hidden among mortals
-It left a bitter taste in her mouth
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Neuvilette Pov
-It just happened one day, out of the blue, he could feel it in the shift of the waters
-The way Furina shifted and turned her head unable to sit still confirmed he was not the only one feeling this
-Something happened and he had no idea what exactly happened
-There was this familiar presence this comforting feeling, ancient old instincts waking up
-He followed it without thought until he came upon an in inconspicuous clockwork shop
-He was confused but did not hesitate to step inside
-Then he saw you and everything clicked
-It was you his creator his universe his everything
-You were back
-It seems in this incarnation you were just a human
-That was fine he was oaky with that as long as you were here
-His heart ached seeing you
-He wanted to hug and ask you to never leave again to always stay by his side, for you to comfort him after what had happened and console him
-He should take you way somewhere safer somewhere better not here-
-But weren't you safer hiding among mortals, a part of his mind whispered, no one would suspect you being here even the fake (he cursed them) would not think of finding you here, if he brought you back with him it would create more attention on you
-Attention that would cause you trouble
-He left with defeat on his steps
-It was later he would met the Tsaritsa and a deal was struck
-All for your sake
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thetempleofhades · 7 months
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DANCE OF FLOWERS!
repost of one of my older fics that i had saved somewhere. I was and still am really proud of this fic, i still like it a lot.
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Upon hearing about you, The Tsaritsa found herself eager to find out more. To see you with her own eyes. That’s why she finds herself in Monstad for once. She doesn’t want to be here, of course, but you’re more important than any of those she holds in contempt.
Laughter sounded from a crowded area just up ahead, and she went towards it. She listened to the tune playing as successfully weaved herself to the front of the crowd.
The laughter and music grew louder and she couldn’t help but watched in awe as you twirled yourself and the child you held onto, smile wide on your face. Your face flush red from happiness. This look was what she liked best on you. Happiness suited you better than the benevolent neutrality that people made you famous for.
Flowers were weaved into your hair, resembling the ones that bloomed all throughout teyvat. Flowers seemed to blood in her stomach as well as she stared at you, completely mesmerized.
You locked eyes with her and smiled at her, head tilting to the side before letting go of Klee’s hands and heading towards her. “Dance with me.” You spoke out, smiling happily at her without a single trace of fear as you grabbed her hands. They were cold, like ice, but you didn’t mind.
“Ah.” She spoke out finally, looking down at you and let you drag her out. She easily followed your footsteps and twirled you around without having to be told.
Venti watched closely while still playing the tune with ease. He was a bard after all. He knew why she was there and he didn’t want her hurting their precious creator, so he made sure to keep an eye on them.
“You dance really well, my lady.” You beamed at her as you held onto her hands, cheeks flushed as you still danced to the song that was nearing it’s end. “It was my honor to dance with you.” You smiled as you looked up and all kind of petals rained down upon the surrounding people.
You stepped back, letting go of her hands and reconnecting with Klee before turning around and heading off with Klee and Venti in tow.
She searched for you for weeks afterwards but never found you, so she went back to Schneznaya with hope that you may get her gifts and letters.
Every single gift and letter she sent was intercepted by one of the acolytes, except for a music box.
A beautifully crafted music box with the same tune that the two of you had danced to, and on top where the figurine usually was, sat you. Beautiful, kind, happy you with petals drifting around. It was a beautiful gift. One you fawned over to everyone that would listen.
“Your Grace....” Zhongli glanced at your pouting lips before his eyes drifted over to your puffed out cheeks and up to your furrowed eyebrows. “Please understand, it’s dangerous. We only wish to keep you safe.”
“Why would she hurt me? She’s been sending me gifts and letters! Which you always discarded Zhongli!” You crossed your arms, upset at the actions they took.
Zhongli’s face softened as he came closer to you and grasped at your hand so that he might press a kiss to it. “I’m sorry. I just want to protect you. I’m your loyal acolyte. I wish only good things to come your way. I should have consulted you first, my creator.”
Your face softened and a sigh came from your lips as you gazed at him. “I can never stay mad at you.... But!” You added on as his face brightened. “I want to meet with her! She sent an invitation to have tea with her in her palace! I’ll take Aether and Lumine! I’ll be safe so please Zhongli!!!” You pleaded with him, grasping at his hand, desperate for his approval.
You knew they only did these things to protect you, to protect your happiness so you always let it slide but you wanted to see her again so badly! You couldn’t stop playing the music box and listening to it with longing.
Venti sighed from the doorway before making his way into the room. “C’mon Zhongli! It’s the Honorary Knight and Lumine is just as capable! They’ll be perfectly safe. Let them have a little fun.”
“Alright.” He sighed as he agreed, making you jump for joy and hug him tight, repeatedly thanking him.
You were so happy! You had been waiting so long to see her again. Ever since that dance, you hadn’t been able to get her off of your mind. And now, you were going to have tea with her in Schneznaya. Lumine and Aether would be there too but you knew they wouldn’t cause any trouble, they were good people.
Oh, you couldn’t wait!
And that led you to where you were right now! In front of the Zapolyarny Palace with the twins at your sides and a bouquet of red carnations in your hands.
“You have to be on your best behavior, okay? No matter how much someone aggravates you. The Tsaritsa has been very kind to allow us to visit, so we must be kind in return.” You lectured them, sternly.
Lumine nodded her head and nudged Aether to the same. “We’ll make sure to be civil no matter who it is, right Aether?”
“Yeah. Don’t worry so much your grace. We’ll be role models!” Aether pumped his fist in the air with Paimon at his side watching in suspicious silence.
“Paimon too, right?” You smiled at the floating girl and she pouted before nodded reluctantly.
“Paimon will be nice.”
A snort cut through the silence as Scaramouche appeared in front of them. “Surprised to see you three, survival must be easy for you huh?” He smiled mockingly at them before it turned sincere once he turned to you and bowed. “Your Divine Grace, The Tsaritsa sent me to guide you to the tea room.”
“Thank you.” You smiled at him and ushered your three companions to follow as you knew they disliked Scaramouche and you knew why but you aimed to have a peaceful tea time with The Tsaritsa!
“You’ve come.” Once she saw you, the Tsaritsa smiled at you, the corners of her eyes crinkling up with it. “I thought you wouldn’t, you never responded to any of my letters....”
You rubbed the back of your neck with a hand. “Ah, yes. The letters and gifts except the music box and the letter than came with it were all not given to me.” You spoke and upon seeing the Tsaritsa’s rising anger, hurried to soothe her. “They’re just trying to protect me. Will you forgive them this once?” You pleaded with her.
“If it’s what you wish...” She conceded, not wanting to go against your will.
“I... um.... I didn’t know what kind of flowers you like so I made red carnations for you.” You handed the bouquet over to her and she smiled down at it.
“You are much too kind, come. Let’s have tea together. Scaramouche, lead the twins and their companion towards the other table.” She commanded and you smiled at the three companions.
Lumine frowned but bit her tongue. You wanted them to be on their best behavior. Even if it means being nice to....ugh..... Scaramouche, she’ll do it. For you.
Aether was working hard to hold himself back, reminding himself that this was what you wanted.
“Sorry Travellers, heard you were coming and made sure you wouldn’t have too many options. Must hurt your head to think all the time, huh?” Scaramouche remarked as he smirked and walked forward.
Aether wondered if it was too late to stop being nice to that prick.
Meanwhile, with you and the Tsaritsa, you both were chatting happily with each other.
“Thank you for the music box. It was lovely.” Hands clutched at the teacup in your hands as you smiled down at the contents in the cup.
“I’m glad you liked it, you left an impression on me. I wanted to see you again.” She spoke out as she reached out her hand and brushed her thumb along your cheekbone. “I’m happy you came to see me.”
Red filled your cheeks and you nodded fervently. “M-Me too! I wanted to see you too......”
You bit into one of the tea cakes, a pink one. “Mmm!” You made a sound of approval as you swallowed it. “So good!” You spoke before taking a sip of your tea. "I’ve never had a tea cake that tasted so good before.”
The Tsaritsa watched you with a fond look on her face as she pulled back her hand and grabbed the white chocolate tea cake grabbed a piece of it with her fork. “Let me food you.” She insisted and you nodded eagerly, opening your mouth.
She fed it to you and you made another sound of approval. “This one is good too!” You looked so happy and she couldn’t help herself but to learn forward and press a kiss to your lips.
A crash sounded somewhere behind you and you turned bright red as you hid your face. “My lady! W-W-W-” You couldn’t form a response to what had just happened.
My first kiss!
You could have sworn you heard Scaramouche cackling behind you as Lumine whispered at Aether to calm down.
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enassbraid · 2 years
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one last genshin post for tonight, green is used for camouflage, right? especially out in the open
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ahem. just a thought.
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avens-radiance · 16 days
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The Tsaritsa: Did you take out Y/n as I requested?
Arlecchino : Y/n has been taken out, yes.
The Tsaritsa: You have my grat-
Arlecchino : It was a great restaurant.
Arlecchino : We had a romantic candlelit dinner.
Arlecchino : I proposed afterwards- we’re filing the wedding papers.
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makelemonade · 6 days
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The Tsaritsa is the archon of love, so when she notices and feels that the love lives of her Harbingers aren’t going too well, she has to interfere.
female reader, hurt/comfort, the harbingers are all friends; Pierro and Capitano. - pt2
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Pierro
Being the Tsaritsa’s righthand and her first Harbinger was a stressful job. He was hardly at her side despite being her righthand but the moment she needed something done, the first person she’ll go to is him.
The Tsaritsa also hardly shows her face in public, so if there is any event she ever plans for the Fatui, whether it be a gala, ball or anything- she’ll make Pierro go to talk, even though SHE’S the one who hosted it.
Well, sometimes she’s there, lurking. No one actually knows it’s her since she chooses to stay hidden.
She decides to hold an eventful masquerade ball one night to celebrate the success of her Harbinhers. It’s one that she of course probably won’t even be going to and Pierro must go on her behalf.
Despite being his lover of many years, aka HIS WIFE, he has never once let you come to one of these and just says you’ll be bored out of your mind.
But a MASQUERADE BALL?! HELD BY THE QUEEN?! You had to go. This was your dream.
You begged for DAYS and he was so sick of it that he was forced to say yes.
Only for him to completely leave your side the moment you get there. At first, you thought that maybe it was just because he had a job to do, but throughout the night, he did not even spare you one glance.
You were standing off to the side, downing your 5th glass of champagne you’ve been stealing from the trays.
You felt upset, honestly. This was your first ever ball with him, one that you prepared for in terms of elegance and manners. You even made your own dress! It was ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS and it matched your mask and yet he didn’t even say anything.
You watched as he spoke to the Harbingers and important figures in Snezhnaya; they all laughed, smiled and showed off their guests, lovers or whoever they brought and you were practically discarded.
He acted like he had no lover tonight, and It made you wonder if his coworkers even knew he had a wife. Did he ever talk about you? Do they ever wonder why you’re never at the events? Do they even know your name?!
You struggled to listen in to their conversation, only being able to hear if one of them spoke loudly or the room went somewhat quieter.
You heard one speak a bit loud; the mayor of Snezhnaya.
“My Jester, I’ve never once seen you attend these with a guest. Why is that?”
The next voice was quiet, but you knew your husbands voice.
“I simply don’t have anyone to bring.”
You almost dropped your 6th glass of champagne, and if you did drop it, it would’ve broken just like your heart just did.
Married for YEARS yet they don’t even know who you are.
You waited for another waiter to walk by and slammed your glass down onto the tray, deciding you couldn’t stay in this ballroom anymore.
Walking around, you found doors that led out to a balcony and was thankful there was no one on it as you rushed to it.
The doors weren’t open wide so no one would see you out on there, thankfully. You took off your mask, letting your tears flow as you quietly sobbed, ignoring the cold hitting any bare skin.
On these nights, the Tsaritsa always seemed to calm down the weather. There was no harsh snow or rain, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t still cold- if anything, this was almost warm.
You leaned against the railing, your hot tears melting through any remaining snow left on it.
Shivering, you couldn’t go back inside- your mascara was probably smudged by now and you didn’t want to look at your husband.
You were thinking of ways to try to leave the ball without your husband noticing but in full honesty, he probably didn’t even notice you were gone right now.
You didn’t even hear the clacks of high heels until you felt something drape over your shoulders and you almost yelped out of surprise.
It was a coat; a long, fluffy one at that. You looked to your side to see you’d been joined by another woman.
Her skin was as pale as the snow, her hair long, flowy and honestly you could’ve sworn it was glowing. Her eyes were as sharp as ice yet as soft as snow.
Her dress was white, with laces of icy blue and sapphires adorned; the same with her mask.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone hide out on a balcony during any of these.” She almost laughed, “Too cold.”
You wondered how she wasn’t cold; she’d given you her jacket, and her arms were bare yet she seemed perfectly fine as she leaned across the railing.
She even dared to jump up on it, sitting down as if there wasn’t a huge risk she could fall off with one gust of strong wind.
That made you noticed there were no harsh winds tonight.
“What’s wrong, dear?” She asked, ever so softly as she took in the sight of your tears.
“Just my husband,” you scoffed, moving a hand up to wipe them. You didn’t know why you were exposing this to a complete stranger yet there was just something about her that seemed like it was right to do so.
She hummed, then chuckled. “Love; such a beautiful yet painful feeling. Glad I’ve had my fair share with it.”
“You’ve been in love before?” You asked, genuinely interested in this random woman’s life.
“Many, many times.” She leaned back a bit, holding onto the railing as she looked up to the sky with a sad smile, watching the northern lights dance.
“Which makes it necessary that I must help people in love.” She looked back down to you, “if you so wish to speak.”
You sighed, wrapping the coat around you closer as you shivered. “I’ve been married to my husband for years, yet it feels like nothing. He has a stressful job- he works for her majesty, so I never ever complain about his absence. Yet tonight, he completely disregarded the fact of my existence and, even his own coworkers don’t know I exist! He won’t introduce me! Am I truly his wife if he can’t even act as my husband?!” You just groaned, looking up at the lights just as she did before.
She took in your words, nodding at every angry or frustrated rant within. After a minute, she spoke.
“Have you ever thought he doesn’t introduce you because of his coworkers?”
You looked down, turning to her confused yet encouraging her to continue, intruiged.
“The Harbingers…as loyal as they may be, some are rather dangerous, reckless and if I dare say myself, absolutely weird.”
You cackled. There was no way this random lady was dissing THE TSARITSA’S HARINGERS. “Do you truly have no fear?!”
She just laughed as well, hopping off the railing to now stand beside you. “I speak the truth. Maybe take that into consideration; perhaps, even though he is the first harbinger and can definitely take on all of them if any dared to touch you-“
You broke out into laughter again.
“-maybe think it’s to protect you from them. His actions tonight are not to be forgotten, and I assure you that soon he will realize his wrong and all will be will.”
You took in her words, looking back up to the sky. Well, she wasn’t wrong; he was the first harbinger, and even though he is insanely powerful, that didn’t mean the others weren’t.
Maybe he was trying to protect you, but that didn’t defend his actions.
You turned to thank the woman, but was met with nothing. She was gone- you didn’t even hear her leave!
Then that reminded you- how the hell did she know he was the first harbinger?! You only mentioned she worked for him.
You still had her coat and you walked towards the doors to head back inside, hoping to find her but she was nowhere near.
You just sighed, choosing to sit on the bench at the side of the balcony. Wrapping the coat around you.
It was large, insanely large- the type of coat that would honestly fit the size of your husband….
You took a closer look at the coat, only to notice the Fatui emblem.
Who the hell was this woman?!
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“And then I told that stupid fennec green-haired bastard- OH MY ARCHONS!” Dottore stopped his story when he noticed the sudden presence of his archon and every other harbinger within the circle yelped.
“This is a first.” Capitano muttered, no one knowing if he was surprised or not under that mask.
They all tried to bow but she out her hands out. “Nono! No one knows I’m here other than you all so do not make a scene!” She whisper-yelled and they all immediately straightened themselves.
“Pierro,” She turned to him,
“Yes, your majesty?” He bowed his head,
“May we take a walk?” She asked, putting her arm out.
He nodded, wrapping his arm around hers. “Continue your story, dottore.” She called before she and the first harbinger walked around the ballroom.
“Your wife looks gorgeous tonight.” She said once they were out of earshot.
He looked at her with shock. “How did you-?”
“Pierro,” she sighed, coming to a halt. “You have been at my side for 500 years. You are my best friend but I am also your Archon; nothing gets past me, and as the God of Love it is my duty to tell you that your wife is heartbroken at your actions tonight and i’d advise for you to speak to her!”
During this; she somehow pushed him all the way to the doors and at her final words, she pushed him out onto the balcony, the warmth of the ballroom now gone.
He looked around and found your tear-stained face on the bench and he sighed, sitting beside you.
“You look adorable in that,” He laughed at HIS coat on you.
“Would you like to meet my coworkers, darling? I don’t want you to put this gorgeous dress to waste.”
Capitano
The fourth harbinger hardly ever talks. At meetings, he speaks a total of four words. There are very few Harbingers he will speak too and the only ones he actually talks to more than anyone else is Pierro, Dottore and Signora.
Just because you are his wife does not mean this excludes you.
The Tsaritsa had put both you and him down for an arranged marriage just a few months ago. Her reasoning- told through Pierro- being that Capitano seriously needs someone in his life and she’d rather it be someone who talks a lot- aka you.
You never met the Tsaritsa, but you worked for the Harbingers as a secretary so even before your arranged marriage you’ve had your fair share with all of them.
The Tsaritsa HOPED that maybe at meetings and gatherings capitano would finally talk more after marrying you and yet he remained as quiet as usual according to Pierro and she was gonna lose her shit.
Now, in the privacy of your home with him, he is more comfortable with you than the others. He’s shown you his face, but in truth the only reason being because he doesn’t want to sleep with it on and you literally sleep with him so…
He talks a bit more; he says good morning, good afternoon, good night..
Yeah…
At first you were fine with it; it was better than when you were just his secretary and he’d leave work on your desk with a note saying “have done by today. thanks :)”
It was cute you wouldn’t lie. you just wished he showed that little emotion on the note in real life.
It was nice having someone to constantly talk to and yap to; he always listened in with such focus, and would nod to show he was listening and interested.
But after doing that for months it just gets so tiring to the point it’s just depressing.
You may be married to him now but that didn’t mean your job was gone, so you were still at work with him. Sometimes it would be in his office or in someone else’s if they need help.
One day, at work on your break, you found all the Harbingers into the lounge.
“Y/N!” Childe laughed. “Our favourite- come sit with us!”
You shook your head. “I couldn’t impose, my lord. I was just taking my break.”
“Nonsense,” Signora waved her hand, shaking her head. “Take your break with us.”
Choosing to sit with all of them, you noticed Capitano wasn’t there- as per usual.
As you sat with them and they talked about their lives and missions, they’d ask you a few questions about Capitano. At first, it was simple questions about your marriage thay were deemed common sense which you’d answer yes to, but then it went into questions about him, which is when it got humiliating.
They’d ask about where he was from, what did he like to do in his pastime, why does he hardly talk, what’s his favourite food, drink, how does he like his tea, what are his next missions-
All you could not answer, and instead of you, his own wife answering, Pierro did.
You excused yourself when you realized that was absolutely humiliating. How could you, his wife of several months- close to a year now!- not know anything about him yet his BOSS, knew everything?!
When you left, Pierro noticed everything at that moment, and decided he NEEDED to bring this up with the Archon of Love, but let’s be real.
She already knew, and was trying to figure out ways to fix this; “We need Pantalone and Childe for this. They’re handsome, touchy, flirty and perfect.”
The next day, you’re confused when Pantalone and Childe are suddenly bothering you with everything; Yes, usually they’re asking you to help with paperwork but today was different…
It started in the morning when Childe came up to you asking you to spar with him. He’s only ever asked once, and he literally almost killed you that time. You were strong, but you had no vision and he was a literal harbinger.
He promised he’d go easy, and the sparring session lasted for about 30 minutes. By the end of it, you were completely sweaty and your hair was a mess- he apologized and offered to take you out for lunch
You accepted but decided to at least go put your stuff in your husbands office before you left.
Capitano is a little confused when you walk in absolutely drenched of sweat but just decides you’ll probably talk about it tonight when you’re both laying in bed and continues to work on a few papers.
“Apologies,” You let out a breathy laugh, putting down any bags you brought to work that morning. “I just finished sparring with Childe, and he’s taking me out for lunch. I’ll be back later.”
He doesn’t say anything and you just sigh, already knowing not to expect anything.
From the top of the castle, Pierro and The Tsaritsa watch as you and Childe run away from the castle, clutching onto your coats for dear life from the harsh, cold wind.
“So, what’s the plan here?” He asked, “Pardon my forwardness but I truly am confused.”
She just grinned. “Well, first I asked that Childe were to spar with her and take her out to lunch, which I truly hope makes Capitano the slightest bit jealous. Then upon her return, Pantalone will magically return from the gardens with a rose and give it to her and she’ll go back to her office and tell Capitano about her day and he’ll realize and get jealous and fuck her.”
He groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “I did not need to know that last part. And if that doesn’t work?”
“A god always has another plan.”
You and Childe are at lunch for about 2 hours; really it would’ve been shorter but you and Childe were BOTH insane talkers so naturally you were there for a long time.
Returning to the castle, Pantalone was seen emerging from the gardens holding a few roses and Childe, for some reason, took that as his queue to wish you his goodbyes and hurry away.
“Good afternoon, Lord Pantalone.” You bowed and he just chuckled.
“No need for pleasantries, Y/N. Here,” He handed you a rose and your eyes were full of surprise as you took it.
You became rather flustered, beginning to stutter. “O-oh, thank you! It’s beautiful.”
“Just for a beautiful girl like you.” He winked and you giggled.
“I’ll be off to give these to Signora. Have a lovely day, Y/N.” He smiled before making his way down the hall, and in seconds he was gone.
You stared down at the rose, feeling giddy. You’d never even received flowers- not even when you got married! Your wedding day wasn’t really even a wedding, instead Pierro officially declaring for you two to be wed and well, that was it.
You practically skipped back to your office, ready to tell your husband all about your day.
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“So this morning I got here and the MOMENT I did Childe magically found me and asked me if I wanted to spar! and I was like hesitant because the last time we sparred he like literally almost killed me but he promised he’d go easy on me and he sortaaaa didn’t so he decided he’d take me out to lunch and we were there for like 2 hours just talking and he was so king enough to pay for both! then we got back and Pantalone gave me a rose and he did so with such a sweet compliment! Isn’t that sweet?”
Your husband was not phased by your sudden burst and continued to work, just nodding at everything every few seconds.
“That’s nice.” He murmured, continuing to work- seriously what the hell was he working on for so long?!
You frowned, expecting a little bit more, but at this point it was stupid to expect something from him that now you were a little angry but mostly sad.
You glanced at the rose you had put down in a vase within the room and sighed. “Do you really not care? Are you seriously not jealous?”
His movements paused.
“Like, a man literally just took me out to lunch for 2 hours and practically spent the first half of the day with me, and then another man gives me a rose and tells me I’m as beautiful as it is and you don’t say anything?! I know this is just an arranged marriage but- but I would’ve thought that…maybe you loved me as much as I love you.”
You waited for him to say something, expecting just anything, but that’s the thing with expecting-
You’re met with nothing.
Sighing, you bowed down to him. “My…apologies for overlooking this marriage…my lord. I’ll return to work.” You grimaced acknowledging him so formally, but maybe that was for the best.
You turned around, rushing out of the room before he could say anything, but mostly so he wouldn’t see your tears threatening to pour out.
When the door closed behind you, you let the tears fall as you ran through the dark halls of the castle, trying to find anywhere to hide in.
You made your way to the lounge, happy it was empty as you took a seat on the comfy couch, dragging a hand down your face while also wiping your tears.
Archons, how would you even return home to him tonight? It would be absolutely awkward to have to lay in bed beside him after that outburst.
For the first time, you dreaded having to return home. You loved the warmth he brought whenever you two lay beside each other, and it was even better when he held you.
That made you cry more- how could someone as distant as him, be so soft towards you and hold you when he doesn’t even love you?!
“You know when I heard you and Capitano were getting married I was like- no way.”
You jumped at the sudden voice and somehow, you hadn’t even noticed Signora was sitting beside you and you yelped as you quickly stood up, bowing down.
“M-my lady! I’m so sorry I was just lea-“
“You’re not going anywhere.” She shook her head, patting her hand down on the seat you were just on.
You sighed, realizing you genuinely couldn’t disobey her and sat beside her. You took in her words, “you weren’t the only one; everyone else was shocked.”
“Do you ever think the Tsaritsa was wrong in her choice?” she asked.
You frowned. “In full honesty, I trust her majesty, but maybe this was something she didn’t look into with all her might. It just…doesn’t seem to be working out.”
Signora leaned back into the couch, deciding to get comfy and you took that as a sign to do the same. “Have I ever told you about my lover?”
You shook your head.
“God, 500 years ago. A bit more, actually. He was handsome, amazing, annoying- he honestly reminded me a bit of Capitano. Sure he talked a bit more but I was the talker in our relationship. However, then the cataclysm happened and…look at me now.”
You frowned, looking at her sadly. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay.” She smiled sadly, “No matter how much they don’t talk or how much they don’t seem to focus on you or anything, take into consideration that they’re willing to be there. It’s difficult, to find love especially in so many circumstances, but love is everywhere. I see it with you two, and I know. I know you two can make it.”
You glanced down at her lap to find a rose.
You looked back up at her. “What should I do?”
“Force him to talk.” She laughed. “A man as big as him also has a big heart. Seriously, cry In front of him and he’ll become puddy and do everything for you. He made a child cry once and he almost cried.”
You both broke out into fits of giggles, you trying to imagine that and her remembering it.
“Thank you.” You smiled at her, “Permission to-“
“Just go,” She waved her hand, rolling her eyes. “You don’t need my permission.”
With one final smile, you quickly got up, rushing to make your way back to his office and force him to talk.
Emerging from behind a wall was the Tsaritsa, who stood behind her friend. “How was it?”
“They’re so fucking.” Signora grinned.
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You opened the door to his office, but was met with him standing right in front of it, hand hovering in the air.
You practiced what you were going to say to him, but now having him standing right in front of you- literally towering over you- you had no idea what to say.
However, he out his hands up to his helmet, forcing it off and just throwing it to the side and you were met with his glossy eyes.
“I’m sorry,” He sniffed, moving his fingers up to rub at his eyes. “I love your rambles- archons I live for them. Every morning when I wake up, I can’t wait to to hear you talk about what your so excited for throughout the day and at night, I can’t wait to hear how your day was. I love you, my dear. I know I don’t…express it much, but I do. So much.”
Tears started to well up in your eyes once again. “Cap…”
“I’ll prove it to you.” He breathed out, a hand making its way to cup your cheek to wipe away a falling rear before he leaned down, connecting his lips with yours so passionately, but most importantly, it was full of love.
He deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue in and you let out a whimper as your knees buckled, and he was quick to wrap an arm around your waist, holding you up right before he decided to just pick you up and you yelped, breaking the kiss as he carried you over to his desk, pushing everything off and ignoring the sound of the vase with the rose breaking- instead he smiled at it.
Down the hall, Pantalone, Childe, Pierro, Signora and the Tsaritsa were all grinning.
“They are one hundred percent fucking.” Childe laughed as they all high-fived each other- expect Pierro, who just walked away with a sigh.
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cryo-locket · 2 years
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You cannot tell me Pantalone wouldn’t have put Childe in a separate account being a kids account just to mess with him on purpose-
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pineappleciders · 5 months
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ummm uhhhh ummm uhhhummmm ummm uhhhhhh tsarista design?!?
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catchthewolf · 5 months
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i wanted to try something. so i did. it didn't turn out horrible, so i'm happy.
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kasuna-kotonoha · 6 months
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A tier list of who I think would be most likely to betray the Tsaritsa (explanation under the cut)
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Before We start, do keep in mind that we know very little about most of the Harbingers, so I could be completely wrong.
Pierro: Ok, if there were to be a mass harbinger betrayal, it would start with him. It's might strange that he, as a Khaenri'ahn, is working for an Archon.
Scaramouch: No so much a betrayal in the same way as it would be for Pierro, but he did leave and has no intention to return.
Dottore: If he had something to gain from going with Pierro and betraying the Tsaritsa, I could see him doing it.
Sandrone: Same as Dottore, but feels a bit less likely.
Pantalone: Similar to the others in his tier, if he had something to gain, I could see it
Columbina: Given her Seraph inspiration, I could easily imagine her being against Celesting with the Tsaritsa. Unless another faction, or Pierro could offer her something she sees as better, I think she wouldn't have much of a reason to.
Arlecchino: It mainly boils down to the fact that I don't think she'd have a reason to. She might not be loyal the way Childe is, but she's principled. She's antagonistic to Furina, but that stems from the prophecy and the fact that, from her perspective, Furina is doing nothing. As long as her children aren't unduly threatened, she has no reason to leave her position.
Capitano: From what we know of his interactions with Varka, he seems to be a relatively upstanding cordial guy. But we don't know much more than that.
Pulcinella: Literally the mayor of Snezhnaya. Unless he's pulling a major con game, I can't see him betraying his nations people.
Signora: The Tsarista saved her from herself. Next to Childe, I think she'd be the least likely to betray the Tsaritsa (If she weren't already dead lol)
Tartaglia: Childe cares about three things and three things only. Fighting. His family. And serving the Tsaritsa. Part of his disdain for Arlecchino even stems from this.
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ghostpondd · 7 months
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do you think that the Tsaritsa gave people cryo visions because she's the goddess of love and when the people recieved the visions they felt their love leave them? And she wanted to give them a sign that said "someone still loves you"?
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ymechi · 7 months
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Continuing this brainrot
EDIT new part here
Lynette bowed uttering her greetings before the Tsaritsa. She made sure she was not too loud or too quiet. Her posture was poised and practiced. Even her heartbeat was trained to be calm and even as possible.
The palace was cold as usual even more cold now that she was in front of the Cryo Archon but they were not alone. Father was there and even the rest of the harbingers were here, a rare sight on its own. Even the more secluded ones had come.
Lynette knew if it wasn't for the blessing she had received they would not even spare her a single glance. It was the same blessing that hummed and beat inside of her that quelled the sting of the cold and their dark gazes.
"Rise little one, I am much curious about you."
The Tsarita's voice was soft but only superficially.
"I am at your service your highness."
The Tsarita smiled but Lynette saw a certain edge to it. Her eyes while curious had a certain darkness that mimicked the rest of the harbingers looking down at her. The Tsaritsa beckoned her to come closer and Lynette complied. Behind her Fathers eyes bore on her back.
"You are certainly an adorable child."
"Thank you, your highness."
Lynette answered courtly the room was large but the occupants certainly filled it with their looming figures. The Tsaritsa reached her hand out and Lynette looked at it but did not move.
"Let me feel you, I wonder how our grace's blessing would feel on your skin."
Lynette swallowed and complied holding her hand out for the Tsarita's to take. Her highness's hands felt cold like the snow outside despite her hands being soft.
The Tsaritsa hummed and smiled. Lynette finally understood what the dark gaze in her highness's eyes was. It was Envy.
"Yes, I can feel her grace's warmth in you, what a blessing you have child. Make sure not do disappoint our divine creator."
Lynette's hand was released and she bowed.
"Yes your highness."
The wind howled, there would be another snowstorm yet Lynette was not afraid. The warmth inside of her would protect her.
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cyxnidx · 1 year
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Hello! Can I request part 2 of “What’re you reading?” But with Scaramouche (Wanderer), Heizou, and Albedo?
WHAT’RE YOU READING ? V. 2
sure thing luv <3
part 1 here
characters: Scaramouche, Heizou, Albedo and Tartaglia
summary: they finding you reading/writing smut
a/n: i decided to add tartaglia for this one! hope you dont mind
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scara was the curious type, especially with you. so when he felt bored, and decided to see what you were doing only to find you reading, he couldn’t help but be tempted to see it.
“can i see?” he asked timidly, reaching for the book slowly. you couldn’t help but let him take a look, watching as he admired the cover and back.
though, your heart rate when from a calm pace to a panicky one as you watched him open the book, slowly admiring the drawings and speech bubbles.
and just as you tried to take the book, he landed on one of the more mature scenes. you sighed like a disappointed mother as his eyes widened, hands eventually dropping the book out of pure shock.
“at no point in time should i have seen that..” he said, now stunned at the hardcore graphics.
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“give it back, heizou!” you scolded, face puckered and annoyed. your boyfriend had taken your phone while you were on ao3, and to say the least, you were more annoyed than you usually would be.
it was your favorite fic, and one of your favorite scenes was coming up. that was until your eyes were too full of anticipation and excitement for heizou’s liking, tempting him to take it.
“what’s so important on it anyway?” he asked, still clueless of the mess he’s gotten himself into already. you sighed, not wanting to tell. “just give it back, and make it easier on yourself.”
“easier?” he asked, somewhat offended by the use of the word. were you looking down on him? “why would you think i’d want to make it easier on myself? do you think there’s something i cant handle here?”
smirking, you shrugged. “maybe. i mean, it may be new as to be a bit hard to comprehend.”
you laughed as you watched him look at your phone, reading the many words that made up such interesting paragraphs, only to give it back in a shock.
“that. i never thought it’d be that.”
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albedo had seen it all at this point. from point A, to point Z. though, as much as he had heard, and even watched, he’d never thought that he’d read such descriptive words. Words that made everything seem to realistic.
and with his vivid imagination? oh, it was a field day.
“you see what happens when you use my stuff, albedo?” you asked, hand on your hip and face having a smart look to it.
a particular snarky look he seemed to hate. a cocky expression.
though, there wasn’t much he could do with how shocked he was. he was absolutely stunned. “this is what you read..” he said, almost seeming scarily surprised.
“oh? but i thought you’ve seen it all?” you asked in an unimpressed tone, only to be caught off-guard with his next question. “can we try it?”
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“so? what do you think?” you asked expectantly as you watched Tartaglia’s eyes read the words you’ve written for a post.
you frequently wrote online, and he had no problem with it at all. if anything, he loved that it was how you expressed your creativity, emotions and just random thoughts.
he found it beautiful.
however, out of all the things he’d usually proof-read for you, this was the first one he’d consider extreme.
“Tartaglia..?” you asked again, taking into account that he’d went quiet. he should be done reading by now, it wasn’t like it was a lot. just about 3 paragraphs.
“you’d like to know what i thought of it, yes?” he asked, checking for assurance.
you nodded eagerly, wanting to hear his opinion on it or if you’ve made any mistakes describing something.
“honestly..” he began, turning your phone off and placing it on the bedside table. “..how about we test it out first?”
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happy thanksgiving to those who celebrate🫶🏼
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sockendrache · 9 months
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Headcanon that the Tsaritsa is perpetually crying
Hear me out:
for some reason I imagine that the Tsaritsa is constantly crying- not even with the typical ‘crying noises’. Just, always shedding tears.
1, because it makes me feel all mushy to imagine the Archon of Love constantly crying for her people
2, because it’s kinda funny
Y’know. Snezhnaya is fucking COLD, Childe says you ‘freeze to death’ if you keep standing around. So her tears just freeze instantly and fall on the ground like little glass pearls, and whenever the Tsaritsa goes you just hear the constant clatter of her tears
Imagine if she really just can’t control it, and she’s having some kinda serious meeting with her Harbingers, while the space on the table before her just slowly fills up with frozen tears.
(Dottore keeps reaching over and grabbing a few of them to snack on. Pierro thinks it’s inappropriate to consume the tears of her Majesty, the Tsaritsa doesn’t mind; she’s got plenty to go around.)
People slip on them all the time (most notably Childe lol) because the whole floor in the Palace is covered in them.
Imagine if she has to leave Snezhnaya for some kinda diplomatic bullshit, like. She’s meeting up with Zhongli in Liyue to, idk, discuss their contract, and Zhongli invites her to some tea.
So, they’re sitting in like, idk, Xinyue Kiosk and do important business talk. Xiao squats out on the roof incase something happens (wasn’t Zhongli’s idea. Xiao just showed up and he didn’t have the heart to turn him away.) Childe and Signora sit on either side of the Tsaritsa. Awkward doesn’t even begin to describe it.
Then... her Majesty clears her throat. “This... tea.”, she says, staring at the cup with an expression that could be disgust or curiosity. Or both- probably both.
“...yes? Is there something wrong with it? It is a herbal blend from-”
“No, no, it’s quite lovely. But... is it just me, or does it have a slightly... salty note?”
Zhongli looks stunned. (Salty Herbal tea?? Xiangling might be interested in this)
 Next to her, Signora does that ‘nose exhale’ laugh.
Childe slowly puts down his chopsticks (he’s not eating anything. just... practicing.), looks between the cup of tea and her Majesty.
“...your Majesty. The tea is salty because you’re crying right into it.”
“Ah. Yes, I suppose that’s the case.”
Zhongli pours her a new cup of tea. Signora wordlessly starts freezing the Tsaritsa’s tears before they ruin her tea again. Childe (not so subtly) collects the frozen tears in a bag for Dottore to eat later.
Xiao is still sitting on the roof.
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eiegg · 2 months
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I just realized that during the last 500 years, only Rex Lapis was awake/aware of the world's happening, sort of, making another difference with the other Archons.
Venti slept for most of the time and recently woke up to help Dvalin.
Ei was in her plane and it was all the Shogun's doing.
Nahida, no need to explain. That poor child didn't deserve what she went through.
Focalors, it was a fraud (/j)/she was collecting that energy inside the Oratrice, so she wasn't really aware of the outside world beside what Furina whatever they discussed (I was spoiled but I still haven't finished the AQ so, uuh, correct me if I'm wrong.)
(I forgot there's also the Cryo Archon who changed 500 years ago and established the Fatui(and/or the Harbingers?)
Now it would be funny if the Pyro Archon was dead since the Cataclysm and she is resurrected and she like "wtf happened there".
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ok I have so many questions so I'm just gonna talk about sumn rq.
so yk how when you first start genshin and fight dvalin Fatuis are trying to kind of take over monstadt.
It made me wonder that, Tsaritsa just wanted the gnosis.
but Venti was MIA so there's no way she could have gotten it. And she COULDN'T have predicted when venti will wake up either. she can't control that.
Do you think the original plan was to kinda take over mondstadt and take away it's "freedom" to wake up venti?
cause acc to the manga venti woke up when the tyranny got too much so was tsaritsa trying to recreate it or sumn?
Unless tsaritsa knew what the abyss did to dvalin (or idk helped the abyss) I don't see how she could've predicted dvalin's factor into her plan beforehand but the fatui were there for a long time if I'm not wrong.
So was tsaritsa gonna infringe on the "freedom" to get the gnosis if venti didn't wake up on his own?
cause she used contract/eternity/wisdom against the gods of each of the nations right? Using what they value the most for their people. So it makes sense I think.
or am I just overthinking this?
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