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Can you make female reader as khanri'ah is archon 👁👄👁?
Like what they reaction when they find out that she get reincarnation
Characters : zhongli, albedo and Dainslef
Hello!
I apologize, but after a few days of consideration, I realized that I won’t be able to write this. I don’t think I’ll be able to do this justice because I did not really understand this ask. If my memory serves me correctly, Khanrei’ah has no god?
Ok sooo imagine if traveler/reader under great pressure awakened their true powers and literally beat everyone's ass? Or like they managed to collect all elements? What would other characters reaction be like? Ik it's cliché cuz I like watching anime.... Then after that power burst reader losses consciousness
Hi, anon! Thank you for the submission~ I enjoyed brainstorming a lot about how many ways I could turn this story into.
♡ Pairing: Diluc x travelerGN!reader
♡ Genre: angst
♡ Warnings: death, blood, “we will be reunited” quest spoilers, diluc lore spoilers, not proofread
♡ A/N: this switches from third person to second, i haven’t been active a lot because i’m currently having my computer repaired and that’s the only place where i write! please be patient with me~
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Eyes that once shone brightly, now clouded with a raging storm embarking inside their head.
A bloodied hand gripping the hilt of a sword that had once slashed countless of foes, and now, allies.
But most importantly, a face he remembered once smiled brightly at him, now paralyzed in turmoil and rage.
These were the features Diluc couldn’t look away from when staring at the husk of what was once his endearing lover, now suffering in the conflict of their own mind.
After disappearing in hopes to retrace what you had believed to be remnants of your brother, you had managed to regain the powers that had been locked away from you during your confrontation with the Unknown god.
The talents you had gained through your travels in Teyvat had conflicted with the original abilities you had, and it drove you insane. Despite all Diluc’s efforts, you had not been able to go back to the shining sun you were before, and were now a dull darkness enslaved by the battlefield in your head.
Deep, ragged breaths left your lips, the ache in your body throbbing more violently than before. You were unaware of the chaos you had caused, the only thing you were capable of focusing on being the mayhem that plagued your mind.
Nobody had been able to stop you, evident with the slaughter surrounding you. Acting Grandmaster Jean had evacuated the citizens to Springvale, only guards who had volunteered to hold their positions against you were permitted to stay.
People were unaware as to why the Hero of Mondstadt, the Honorary Knight of Favonius had started a massacre. They could not even fathom the earthquake that raged through your head.
Through the war in your head, you quietly sobbed, “Some...body... Save..”
Time, you were not short of. Memories of your brother exclaiming that you both always had enough time flooded you.
Diluc was, to say the least, horrified. He remembered the death of his father, the life flickering from his eyes right in front of him. He didn’t want to see that again, not from you, not from anybody.
And without thinking twice, he reached for you.
He wasn’t unaware that he couldn’t fight you. Holding the power of all the seven archons and the abilities he had never even seen that you had as an Outlander, the match had an easy winner. But he couldn’t risk it — not when your hands were covered in the blood of the citizens he had promised to protect, not when you had already lost yourself to the darkness that had enveloped your mind.
He watched as you fell, slipping into unconsciousness as your sword dropped from your hand, and he held your still body in his arms.
Holding you tighter, he refused to cry, not when you were suffering so much, not when his pain was incomparable to yours.
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Hi! I only saw your blog yesterday and IM IN LOVEEEEE! I wanna request headcanons of Xiao with a god? Established relationship?
I’m so happy that you enjoyed my works, anon! It means a lot to me that you enjoyed my fics, especially since a lot of love was put into them~
♡ Pairing: Xiao x godGN!reader
♡ Genre: fluff
♡ Warnings:♡ A/N: my first request~! you don’t know how excited i got when i saw this in my notifications...
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♡ ⇢ Very confused and awkward.
♡ ⇢ He has never had this feeling that you called ‘love’, much less been in a relationship that is something other than mutual respect.
♡ ⇢ Gets easily flustered, but there are barely any indications in his face except for when it softens as you have idle chat about nothing in particular.
♡ ⇢ Looks composed, but don’t let that fool you, just brushing his cheek with your hand is enough to send this adeptus into an overload.
♡ ⇢ He could never forget a memory with you. Remember the time you made flower crowns with him in the grassy ruins of Guili Plains hundreds of years ago? He remembers.
♡ ⇢ Sometimes eavesdrops into storytellers in Liyue talking about the history of how an adeptus who had been suffering from eons of karmic debt had been saved by the kindness of the god of flowers, a minor deity who had been previously under the wing of the Dendro archon.
♡ ⇢ There are actually many stories about you both, your past becoming material for many romantic plays and books.
♡ ⇢ Xiao claims to think nothing of it, saying it is nothing more than over fantasized fiction, but you can tell that he feels some sort of pride knowing it is known to all of Liyue that you have stolen each others’ hearts.
♡ ⇢ You both had met by accident, when he had been hunting down rogue monsters that had been inflicted by his karmic debt.
♡ ⇢ He had been trailing their dark aura when he found you, blooming flowers in an endless garden of evergreen.
♡ ⇢ Mistaking you for a mortal, he did not want you cowering in fear and continued moving past you.
♡ ⇢ Little did he know, that he would soon be inseparable from you.
“The Yaksha’s Rose? Wasting time on watching fiction based on ourselves... How childish... But if you insist, I have no choice but to oblige.”
♡ Pairing: Childe x archonGN!reader
♡ Genre: PURE ANGST
♡ Warnings: death, EXTREMELY PLOT DIVERGENT (you are the pyro archon), mentions of blood and war
♡ A/N: tried something new today!! i thought of this idea when i saw fanart of childe holding a gnosis in a tree,, and he did not look happy.
Proofread by my dear friend, Artemis!
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♡ — i
You could see right through the boy who greeted you with a smile.
It had not been the first time somebody had approached you with ill intent. Many beings had walked into your life attempting to befriend you — either to assassinate you or take something of yours which they had desired. They were all fools who at the end of their silly charade, became but a memory lost in time.
He was no different from any other, the only change from his entrance into your world being the knowledge he knew of you. It was clear the Tsaritsa had given him notes of your personality when you were the ruling Pyro Archon, as he was clear to reach your heart.
You were a being who wasn’t short of love; as your everyday life had once been filled with adoring praises from your people, warm embraces from those who have now moved on that you hold dear to you, and even acquaintances that you frequently held conversations with during walks around the city.
Yet, his words of sweet nothings always managed to color your face in even but a tinge of rosy hue, his futile actions to please you with gifts he had been told you were once fond of, allowing a soft smile to paint your expression.
Indirectly rejecting his advances every time, you had hoped that he would surrender, rather sooner than later. His intentions were crystal clear, like the sapphire shores of the beach he had once brought you to for an ‘important event.’
You would sooner ship your gnosis to the Abyss before handing it over to the Tsaritsa, an old enemy you had crossed swords with during the archon war. It was not as if you held any contempt for her, yet you knew that Teyvat would not be in safe hands, should its citizens live under the command of Snezhnaya’s great god.
Despite that, you find yourself preparing for a date the young Harbinger had prepared for you both. Just when you had most hoped for him to succumb to defeat, realizing that he could not best an archon such as yourself, especially when he was already aware that you at least knew half of his intentions towards you, he had taken your relationship to a stage further.
“Will you be so kind as to join me for dinner tomorrow night at Jiyaan Gold?” You traced your lips with your index finger as you repeated the exact words that left his that one breezy afternoon.
You had been basking in the presence of the sun, reading a book that you so desperately tried focusing your attention to as Childe spoke of many stories from his home land and his family that anybody would be able to discern he cared for greatly.
Taking a deep breath, you attempted not to dwell on the reason as to why you had accepted his offer. Declining it then and there would’ve been a clear indication that you were not interested in any way. You had managed to convince yourself that no matter what you had said that day, he wouldn’t have given up so easily. What you learned from the Snezhnayan boy was that he was enthralled by a challenge, a level of difficulty that caused him to use underhanded tactics — and if he had gotten a stroke of luck — the weapons he gripped with such intense joy.
You closed your eyes, enveloping your world in darkness as you internally prepared yourself. As your lids fluttered open, you headed out the door for an event that you would soon regret you had ever partook in.
♡ — ii
You could see right through the boy who greeted you with a smile.
“Aren’t the stars beautiful?” He asked.
There was no reply.
In the silence, he chuckled lightly. “Even though they are nothing compared to this lovely star that I have been honored with achieving.”
Childe’s tender words were nothing short of insincerity to reel you in, yet when he held your body in his, there was no contempt between the warmth he provided.
Laying below a tree that blossomed in different hues of red, he laid quietly on your lap, an uncharacteristic demeanor that you welcomed with open arms.
It had been six months since he had introduced himself to you. His once deep blue eyes that hid a mania of bloodlust, wearily looking down at your figure as if you were but a prey for him to feast on, now shone like azure wells that twinkled whenever you decided to honor him with your words.
You would never dare to lower yourself to the point of admitting it, but it was a guilty pleasure of yours to dream of getting lost in them.
After what felt like years of teasing, rejecting flowers and invites, you had returned his feelings of romantic attraction. Used to omniscience inside the borders of your country, the uncertainty of where these myriad of hearts would lead to gave you headaches.
Even though you were once the great archon of fire, you believed yourself to simply be the mortal you had chosen to name yourself in his arms. Even though you knew that he did not see you the same way you had, there was no need to point out a thorn underneath a rosy bush.
“Hey, Ajax?” You called to your lover, who was quietly enjoying the shade of the trees.
He hummed in reply, indicating his attentiveness towards you.
You brushed his hair with your fingers, untangling bits of unparted hair. “If you were to choose between a loved one and a victorious future…”
A heavy silence dragged on, the wind not daring to rustle the leaves as the moment of intimacy between two lovers left and the aura of two enemies wearily holding each other entered the scene.
“You would take victory, wouldn’t you?”
Tartaglia let out a forced chuckle, silently swallowing the words that wouldn’t form in his throat.
You could not bring yourself to blame the Harbinger, as if it had been you in the situation, you would have undoubtedly chosen the latter. These were the crossroads you had once passed during the archon war, leaving the comfort of the arms you had once loved to pursue the battlefield.
Yet, in this seemingly suffocating embrace, you would gladly choose to stay in his arms forever, even if the world split into two right before your eyes.
It felt dirty, knowing you had clashed with an uncountable amount of enemies, staining your hands with a glow of red that was written down in the pages as a glorious honor. The suffering you had caused to thousands of families, knowing their beloved had fallen prey to the archon that a nation endlessly praised — you had sacrificed so much, yet in the warmth of the ginger laying on your lap, you were willing to throw it all away for the man destined to betray you.
♡ — iii
You could see right through the boy who greeted you with a smile.
You hummed a soft tune of amusement when you found the flames of Eckart enveloped in an empty shell, your gnosis nowhere in sight.
Feeling elemental traces of Hydro footsteps around the area, you discerned he had been here less than ten minutes ago.
He had completed his objective, and the strength to feel any emotion towards that fact had long left you. You nodded solemnly, simply accepting your demise. The loss of a gnosis did not rid you of your instincts, and you were well aware of the tree your lover was hiding in, yet you made no attempt to call for him.
“My, my. I guess the honeymoon phase is over.” You thought aloud in a bittersweet voice. You did not feel any pain towards the betrayal, but you had at least hoped to spend a few more memories with Childe.
A burning sensation enveloped you, a warm memory of the Harbinger embracing you the same way the fire did. Tears squeezed themselves through your eyes, but you paid them no mind.
“If Celestia will allow it,” You surmised, the fire slowly covering you, holding your body hostage against the grassy floor. “May we meet again in the next life.”
Your wish was left without a response, and you disappeared in the flames, a fiery shape of a phoenix travelling into the sky where you would soon be reborn into.
There was nothing left of you, not a single trace, not even a glint of ash that could be kept as a reminder of your existence. Just like how he suddenly appeared in your life, you had disappeared with only the memory of your goodbye preserved in Childe’s mind.
He held your gnosis in his hands, a mix between disgust and sadness plaguing his mind. He had done what was commanded of him, yet he felt so unaccomplished, as if his world was crashing down and he needed somebody to stabilize his pillars — he needed you.
He was filled with desperation, a darkness he had never felt holding him, not even in the depths of the Abyss.
But just as you had chosen a future of prosperity instead of a small home of comfort far from civilization with the ones you loved, Ajax had walked past those crossroads in a decision he knew he couldn’t walk away from, not even if he tried.
Being the Darling of a Mafia Boss with Albedo, Childe and Kaeya
♡ Pairing: Kaeya, Albedo, Childe x gn!Reader (seperate)
♡ Genre: fluff
♡ Warnings: mentions of blood, corpses, threats, implied stalking and basically average mafia content...
♡ A/N: sorry for the lack of posts! i just wasn’t in the mood to write... i hope this makes up for it.
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「 Kaeya 」
♡ ⇢ Probably fell in love at sight.
♡ ⇢ When he first met you, you were at his knees, being dragged by two of his subordinates. Apparently you had caused some trouble, when you merely claimed that somebody was getting a little handsy and you needed to teach them a lesson, not even realizing they were a lieutenant of the strongest mafia hidden deep in the underground civilization.
♡ ⇢ At first, he treats you like any proper gentleman would; sympathizing with your issue, promising he’d get things straightened out with your harasser, but on the way outside would accidentally show you dead bodies, just to see your reaction.
♡ ⇢ When you stare at it for about two seconds before continuing to walk forward without much notice, he covers his mouth with his hands, hiding his wide grin.
♡ ⇢ After letting you go, Kaeya can’t help but be infatuated by you — walking out of one of the main mafia bunkers like you just stepped outside the door of your house.
♡ ⇢ Giving you gifts, taking you out on dinners, he seems like perfect boyfriend material. He does his best to try to stray away from the fact he’s part of the mafia, even though you’re well-aware of his job.
♡ ⇢ When you both finally start dating, he will definitely show you off to the world.
♡ ⇢ When torturing people, he will always smile in sweet bliss and show off pictures of you to them, as if they aren’t tied and beaten up.
♡ ⇢ He’ll sometimes ask them to rate you, and if it’s anything below 999 out of 10, they’re immediately going to die.
“Aren’t they the best lover ever? Hey, I didn’t cut your tongue off just yet, so respond.”
「 Albedo 」
♡ ⇢ Thinks of you as an ‘interesting’ specimen.
♡ ⇢ When you were capable of beating three of his men at once without even breaking a sweat, he wonders more about your power and strength.
♡ ⇢ “It’s merely curiosity,” he assures himself. Yet he does background checks on you and everybody in your life, gets people to report your every move to him and thinks about you every single moment.
♡ ⇢ “One day, I’ll get bored of them.” He chides in himself, as that was the case with everything else. Albedo usually looked for somebody interesting that were captured in his claws, but in less than a week were killed and thrown out like trash after he lost entertainment in them.
♡ ⇢ But a week passes, and so does another. A few months pass by, and he is even more interested in you.
♡ ⇢ Decides to slip into your life through an acquaintance. They want to introduce you to a friend, and it so happens to be Albedo. Coincidentally, they can’t come along through the hangout, but it’s fine, since you both hit it off instantly!
♡ ⇢ He will probably eventually tell you about his identity, partially because he doesn’t want to lie to you and also because he’s curious about how you’ll take it. When you don’t treat him any different, he’s even more interested in you now.
♡ ⇢ Don’t expect to be able to leave his side after this. You’ve caught his attention, and he’s never getting bored of you.
“Are you not fazed by the thought that I am a very dangerous person? How peculiar. It seems I have a lot to learn about you.”
「 Childe 」
♡ ⇢ He at first treats you like a challenge, wondering how long it will take for him to conquer you.♡ ⇢ When you first meet him, he pops into your life as a hero, saving you from assailants, you’re completely unaware that he had known you for months.
♡ ⇢ He’s always there for you, no matter where you are. He manages to find a way to help you when you’re in need, wherever you may be.
♡ ⇢ Unless you’re extremely perceptive, you’ll probably never figure out that he’s part of the mafia, much less a leader of an organization.
♡ ⇢ Knows everything about you, your favorite color, what food you like and even your ring finger size.
♡ ⇢ Remember that guy who bumped into you in the store and argued with you about it? No you don’t, he’s gone now. You know that lady who purposely turns you into a laughingstock at work because you got a promotion and she didn’t? I guess she just decided to leave the city.
♡ ⇢ Spoiler: Childe was the reason they disappeared from civilization.
♡ ⇢ Doesn’t try forcing your relationship with him, since he doesn’t want you to see the worse side of him.
♡ ⇢ Everybody bows at him with utmost respect, so being called Ajax, his birth name, and being treated like an actual human being makes the wait of gaining your heart worth it.
“Hmm? Oh, blood on my shirt? Don’t worry, it isn’t mine.”
Will be making edits to Chapter I of ‘Roses and Thorns’ tomorrow, it’s just 12:30am for me right now and I don’t have access my computer. Sorry for any grammatical errors or typos!
♡ Pairing: Xiao x gn!Reader
♡ Genre: hurt/comfort + angst[?] ♡ Warnings: plot divergent + not proofread!
♡ A/N: i finished xiao’s story quest and i couldn’t help it... this was a very last-minute fic but i hope it came across as something more than word vomit!
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During the Archon War, Rex Lapis had created you, an adeptus of health and recovery. After making a contract with the Geo Archon, swearing that you would protect the people of Liyue, you served as a healer to the citizens. You were once in the frontlines, restoring those in the battlefield. You had been the creator of many famous medicines now used in modern life, curing the deadliest of illnesses in an instant.
Unlike the other adepti, you still held the humans dear to your heart. You could never forget the contract you made with Rex Lapis many a millennium ago, promising to look after everybody living inside the borders of Liyue. Whoever stepped across your shrine would receive divine healing, sometimes even being blessed with the opportunity of having a short conversation with you if they left an offering. You did not require such gifts, but enjoyed them nonetheless.
On a night like others, you decided to take a stroll near the outskirts of Wangshu Inn, hoping to come across any mortals that needed recovering. You were aware of the many monsters that lurked near the edges of the inn, harming innocent humans who made the mistake of being there that day. Even though you would not be good at the heat of battle, if there were anybody who needed tending to, you would be able to help them.
There, you sensed distress and agony that you have never felt before.
You were somebody who could perceive living beings that felt pain. This was a skill you had gained after learning how to control your adeptal energy. Even though you were never physically affected by the turmoil others had to undergo, there were times surrounding yourself with so much suffering could give you a migraine. Yet even after those centuries of sensing other people’s pain, it was as if you have never experienced such violent rushes of hurt all at once.
Quickly picking up your pace, you ran to where you felt the searing pain. You were afraid that there were multiple beings who needed assistance immediately.
Standing before you, the source of all the torment you had perceived, was the Conqueror of Demons himself, Alatus.
A name that made others tremble in fear and cower in utmost respect. He was the guardian of Liyue, another adeptus Morax had bestowed the honor of protecting his country to.
You had no time to remind yourself that the new name given to him by Rex Lapis was Xiao before you rushed at him in full speed.
He was obviously quicker, grabbing your wrist before you could reach his chest. His grip was strong, but not painful. This came to neither of you as a surprise, as he was a fighter and you were but a healer. Your reflexes were nowhere as good as the almighty Vigilant Yaksha.
“Trying to attack an adeptus?” He asked, his hand tightening on your arm. No doubt he had not expected such a brazen move from anybody, especially an unfamiliar figure who without introduction ran at full speed to him.
You were not a stranger to rumors of Xiao. You had never met him before, but Morax had described him so vividly that you could immediately spot him in a crowd.
Navy blue hair with splashes of dark teal, a green tattoo that snaked around one of his arms and dangerous amber eyes. There was no mistaking it, this could be none other than the Guardian Yaksha.
In conversations with the Geo Archon, he had explained that Xiao was a being who burdened an endless amount of pain due to his karma. You wondered if your powers could heal him, but did not dare to ask your master, fearing that your inquiry would be considered an insult towards the suffering Alatus had gone through.
You were well aware of the fact his karma had the possibility of affecting you. Now standing beside the adeptus who had been in your thoughts during those conversations, you knew that he would never accept healing from you, especially if you had explained the backlash it could cause on your body.
Unlike mortals, it was nearly impossible to mend the wounds of deities and god-like figures or heal them, the only solution being to absorb them. Fortunately, many adepti and gods had their own resources to heal themselves, and you only had to absolve the deity of their agony a handful of times.
This was the burden you had to carry. The power to save others in exchange for your own body, one you wished to abuse even if it could destroy you. Any other being would call you a fool for prioritizing gods and adepti you didn’t even have as much as a conversation with, but you hated seeing others in pain — especially when you knew you were able to help them. It did not matter who it was, from a minor god who hated your Master, to the almighty Vigilant Yaksha. You were willing to give yourself to mend their wounds.
If you were to hold his chest, directly above his heart, the process may have been easier, but any form of skinship was enough. His grip on your wrist made a connection for you to flow his pain onto yours.
“I apologize, Conqueror of Demons.”
Channeling your adeptal energy, you focused on absorbing Xiao’s karma, ignoring his eyes who were dangerously weary of you, expecting a reply that wasn’t simply an apology without a proper explanation.
Your body felt like it had been targeted by the sun. It was as if you were burning without fire. Pain enveloped you, agony holding your embrace.
This was the burden Alatus had to carry his entire life?
“What are you—!?” Xiao scolded, letting go of your arm in an instant, the lack of strength holding you up causing you to fall back, yet you managed to keep yourself from holding the floor.
Through bated breaths, you attempted to regain your composure, but your knees buckled and your vision darkened. The last thing you saw before your world turned black was Xiao, looking at his hands in disgust and confusion.
I wrote a good 200 words on a drabble before leaving Tumblr to go play Genshin. Since I was starting to lag, I decided to close some tabs... and accidentally closed my draft, without saving it. Now I have to restart the entire thing. Sigh... The things I do for Kaeya.
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