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I write sfw platonic and romantic Genshin Impact self-inserts with the playable characters, mostly in Self Aware Genshin Alternate Universes. Please check the content warnings before starting any fic(s) <3
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A realm dispatch, made with smooth bamboo, that you obtained. It seems to be able to allow you to come and go in her/their/his domain as you please...
“Here, have some tea! We have Zhongli’s Tubby Tea, as well as Lisa’s tea with floral notes. There’s also Jean’s special coffee! Let me know if I could do anything to make you feel at home ehe~”
As you settle down with your favourite companion, you jolt at a loud proclamation of “nO DON’T GIVE THEM ALCOHOL-”, followed up with Venti, Beidou, and Kaeya being dragged outside, as you two and the others stifle your laughters. Rosaria, Diluc and Zhongli are spared, for their foresight not to offer alcoholic drinks to you in the early mornings.
The cup of tea/coffee smells even more aromatic at that sight. You carefully sip the hot beverage and enjoy the chaos.
Behind your back, Yae’s foxes and Xiao’s baby Seelie teamed up to abduct the little emergency food to the kitchen. Being used to this, Lumine and Aether shared a mutual smugness. They know why—the pets wanted to prevent Paimon from genuinely puffing her cute cheeks and bursting “ehe te nandayo”s. If you knew, you didn’t mind that. It’s all in jovial fun, afterall <3
Tldr; You seem to have different forms in SAGAU (genshin) and SAHSRAU (honkai star rail). Here’s why.
Yes, they are somewhat of sister universes, but the crowd’s perception of you is also distinct from each other.
Possible Explanation 1: as a way for the World to involve you and for people to have a familiar image to ‘invoke’.
Possible Explanation 2: the Magic is different, Genshin’s Elemental while HSR’s more similar to Physics (See: Quantum).
Possible Explanation 3: the way you get to these two AUs started same but something about the warp (travelling) there adapted differently.
Possible Explanation 4: irl 3D to irl 2D goes crazy
Possible Explanation 5: technical abilities vary, better tech = better early access view of you (includes translating your words in communication)
A few special folks could bypass some limits of perceiving you clearly. They could be:
Genshin’s Descenders. Not impossible for aliens from mutual worlds to see each other better. The more places a descender had been, the bigger chance they can be better at seeing you.
HSR’s Aha. He’s seen that the world is a sandbox game and ascended to Aeonhood, he can maybe see a clearer, more you-resembling form. You decide how clear his view of you can get, with your power privileges.
AU: Genshin SAGAU Isekai, Creator!Reader has their religion
Genre: Bittersweet, in between fluff and angst
Characters: You and unnamed Genshin NPCs
Content Warning: assumed Religion is present, mentions of human death and life, loss and succession
A/N: writing practise, may expand upon, depends!
They rejoiced, spun in circles as they pranced like deer and dresses flourished under the sun.
Your gargoyle pair looks on, somehow stoic and rocklike despite being soft to the touch. All three of you feel the warmth through the shimmering carriage veil, dyed into rainbows and bubbles.
As it loops on, the people change; their descendants succeed each one of them. The dance recoloured, unrecognisable if not for the same spirited fingertips, extended excitedly towards you in perpetual invitation. It still makes your mind blank for a bit whenever they await your response.
You try not to sink in your memory of the first fiesta. Your gargoyles, at least, will always be here as you shall live; their same cold yet gentle nudges keep you at bay when you turn away, mind wandering back to the swaying braids, face caressed in the embrace of floating dandelions.
You guide them into another spin as the laughter raises with the playful seas.
This sounds funny but to me people with smaller waists look very carry-able to me. Like ‘mother lioness dangling you as she holds your waist in your mouth so you pass the river without getting wet’ type thing. Also like those gym equipment you’re supposed to hold (gently). Very cool 10/10
I- you are so right omg?!!! He’s like the nerdiest nerd except he is physically jock so ppl can’t make fun of him except the Sumeru dorm men (Tighnari, Kaveh, Alhaitham and him have massive ‘boys being boys’ in the dorm and causing chaos under radar energy too so he ropes them into knowing dnd somehow)
Pronouns: gender neutral, ‘you’ used throughout everything.
Cw/Tw: none, mentions of starts and ends of life cycles
Genre: fluffy
Characters: all Archons, npc kid, npc Teyvatians
You never age.
It’s been millennia since you landed in Teyvat. You’ve grown your following; you’ve given life, you’ve taken lives. Your companions have changed, aged, and your handmaidens have been passing their mantle unto their heirs.
Yet you look the same as you’ve first arrived, aside from the slight weariness and matured composure. The firm, clear light in your eyes stayed the same; your skin untouched by Teyvat’s time; your strength undiminished.
And when Ami, the Child of Fruits asked you for the first time, you couldn’t bear to explain to her bright curious eyes — that you’ll witness their black hair turn into white, then into dust; infinitely until you erode into nothingness.
Maybe you try to keep your distance. Maybe you try keeping your hopes up and enjoying lives as it comes. Eventually, you’ll come to take solace in the feeling that;
The spirits of Teyvat and the wishes of its people will always shine through;
like the Naganohara’s shimmering summer fireworks;
Joyous, eternal in its glory, extending warmth far past lifespans.
And as long as Baal lives, her offer stands. You’re much welcomed to nestle yourself on her, hands held and heads buried in each other’s necks, hair braided gently like in the Tsaritsa’s rare sleepovers.
Eternity is bearable through the warmth of companionship — you continue to treasure time spent in Morax’s cosy osmanthus drinks, Barbatos’s sweet apple-scented songs, flower-tending chats with Buer, lazy debates with Focalor, and Murata’s laughter-filled sparring.
For SAGAU: May I have the reactions of Xiangling and chefs of Teyvat react to a notoriously picky eater? I may or may not have been inspired by the latest event.
OMG GREAT IDEA TY *kneels for good food*
Hope you like it <3
COOKING COMPETITION!🥕
Category: Fluff (main dish) <3 and minor crack (appetiser)
Characters: Xiangling, and mentioned Shenhe/Zhongli/Hutao/Ganyu/Paimon/the Traveler twins/chef NPCs
By the way, ‘You’ is used for SAGAU God!Reader. (hinted God status from the ‘your Grace’ and everyone trying to appease your tastes.)
Your newest kitchen hire was knocked unconscious by the vengeful Shenhe, for insulting your pickiness to their food.
“That was the last one okay chef we had- and now we have no head chef…”
“Need a hand, need a hand? We have ‘buy one get one here’ coupons~”
Ah, Hutao. She knows he’s alive—Ganyu just checked his pulse. Her ghost friend only snuggles up to you.
“They just passed out, it’s alright-“
So your councillor Zhongli suggests a public contest. Whoever can cook up a scrumptious storm gets hired, and participants get paid.
“Can Paimon- I mean WE, eat what you don’t like?” Her quick cover-up earns your genuine laugh, as you tousle her soft hair in agreement. “Sure.” The way the baby-faced fairy perks up immediately is adorable.
The twins distantly comment on their ‘emergency food’ being the glutton while you get dressed to announce the news.
Xiangling’s dealt with a sufficient amount of fuzzy eaters in her travels, but your unique requests sparked even more enthusiasm. Your tastes are unusually specific, and a good chef lives a challenge.
Especially when you’re holding the first Cooking Contest since your arrival in Teyvat.
(Her innovative ideas are going to dominate this cooking challenge, and the nearest competitor shudders. She’s radiating competitiveness, and he knows Chef Xiangling’s culinary prowess is renowned in Chihu Rock.)
Xiangling’s eyes are burning with the most determination Chef Mao has seen for a while, and he grins as Guoba scampered into the kitchen, head balancing an abundance of new ingredients.
A familiar Crux crewmate heaved some fresh catch over to the shoddy table, and nearly tripped on a fallen pile of culinary notes.
“Careful there- oh and REMEMBER TO USE THE NEW BATCH OF SEASONING, LING!”
“GOT IT!”
As the new kitchen stove roars, he wonders if his daughter having a Pyro vision would bring a blessing or a disaster. At least she isn’t experimenting with a hilichurl stove again.
She ends up racing to your table with a surprising variety of new dishes, every single one sprinkled with a brand-new spice and with different meats, vegetables, or fruit. Didn’t like the first one? Try the other! She might dim a bit when you dislike some, but it’s super worth her work, when you find the one you’ve been drooling for in your dreams.
The other chefs, you say? Well- they’re happy with the generous pay for their time, and they’ll move on from the rejection eventually. You try not to be harsh to protect their reputation and career. “Just not to my tastes”, you say.
Okay so, reasons for the hiatus: writing block + the amount of ambitious Locked Canary series wips (we have near-enough works done, missing some links rn) btw thank you to all sagau authors bc their works brought me back yassss
Therefore, a deal:
I’ll try my best to speed-write for the earliest character requests, literally request any idea for any character you want to (emphasis on trying my best aight homies)
How it works: earlier ones get prioritised, everything is on the table except gore and intense smut & no request quota as of now, any changes will be updated as edits on this post!
Masterlist:
Cooking Competition! SAGAU Xiangling VS picky eater God!reader
For some reason, my English writing muse has left me these days. So I tried to write something in Chinese this time. Figured I might as well share it now, then translate it later.
Fyi it’s in the perspective of the Locked Canary reader’s pov.
Pov: you’re the unaware god, who’s a shrine virgin, tricked into Emperor Zhongli’s palace, then kept in a room.
Today is the same as usual.
I sat quietly by the window, pondering. A nun/monk trapped in the emperor's palace is as the plot of romance novels - just that its counterpart in reality is not as enjoyable.
The accessories I bore on my shoulders were confiscated, the gold on my face wiped off, and the holy ceremonial clothes forcibly removed; leaving only a blank body, wandering around the empty room.
The god who I had to kneel and worship just a few hours ago, just had me call him by his name.
Zhongli... It’s a nice name.
Not to mention its familiarity.
Under the current circumstances, the sense of security that his name once brought has evaporated.
Seeing how I am without my garments nor my talismans of luck, I grunt defeatedly at my admitted helplessness.
For some reason, my English writing muse has left me these days. So I tried to write something in Chinese this time. Figured I might as well share it now, then translate it later.
Fyi it’s in the perspective of the Locked Canary reader’s pov.
AU: Modern AU (during 2022, with the current news of war)
Characters: flatmate Kazuha, flatmate Thoma, flatmate Kaeya, Childe, Venti, Jean, Keqing, Zhongli, The kids, Xiao, implied other characters and mentions of Itto, nervous information-overloaded reader
Synopsis: Amongst the terrors, they will always be by your side.
“Have you watched the news yet?” You had woken up abnormally early today, still pacing around the room and erratically sitting down, your pyjamas bunched and your mind as fuzzled as your state of confusion.
While you were scurrying for information on your device, your flatmate Thoma is working off the stress by fessing with the piles of laundry on the balcony. Kazuha had just woken up after last night’s sake, and Kaeya’s nowhere to be seen this morning.
Before Kazuha can answer the previous inquiry, you start firing another question. “Kazuha, right, morning; where’s Kaeya?” He doesn’t need any further clarifications and silently went to look for the sole missing person within your shared home.
By the time Kaeya was found and led back home, you only repeat the same question you asked Kazuha and the rest. “Did you watch the news last night? Or this morning?”
“No, what happened?”
“Remember the Vision Hunt Decree?”
Oh. A sudden silence weighs the atmosphere between your square. Though, it was the shortest transient interlude, since you and Thoma almost immediately started feeding Kaeya, both in information and his missed breakfast.
Kaeya’s clever enough for his brain cogs to spin and connect the dots, even without much prior preparation. While you two are still griping with what’s going on, Thoma has finished his neat stacks of laundry and gotten four cups of warm beverages in total.
“Shh, sit down. Calm down first, then explain the rest to us, okay?” Thoma sooth your back with gentle, polite strokes. Kaeya merely raises your cup, so you subconsciously gulp down the lukewarm liquid before completely losing your marbles.
While you weren’t looking, Kazuha returns from the ‘work room’ to toss Kaeya the daily news magazine. His icy eyes wince as he processes both the written reports and the verbal retelling.
Kazuha seems almost unfazed- he has had more experience on this matter and thus, he is more aware of the inefficiency of freaking out. Insightful as he is, he knows as much information that non-government folk are allowed. Though, he chooses to listen to your frantic concerns silently.
By the time everything’s said and done, Kazuha has had enough time to brainstorm the next step. To grab Venti’s arm and drag him over to help distract you. “Go PiKAEchu go!” Thoma mentally cheers, as Kaeya puts on his fur-linked coat again and rushes out.
To your surprise, Jean and Keqing also came over. Jean signs in ASL to tell you the at Hutao got banned from coming just in case she makes you even more terrified. After all, they do work with Venti, and know better to rein the gremlins in. Zhongli seems to have joined Venti as well, and he’s holding the sleeping Diona in his arms.
“Oh gosh thank goodness you guys are here.”
“Hello! We brought the kids over as well! Hope you don’t mind- Sayu hasn’t woken up yet though.”
“Is Venti alright?? He’s sneezing like crazy- Oh, hello.” You pick up the little Diona, her padded hand-paws reaching up to you. Her cotton-candy-coloured hair floofs warms your soul and she clings to your hug, clearly sensing your anguish. She adores you enough to let you snuggle into her, like friendly service animals.
You hear Venti’ “atchoo-” followed by Zhongli offering supple packets of tissues from his suit pockets. Keqing, while being a nonfeline catgirl, has gotten ready with Jean’s recent purchase of an epipen. She looks determined and fully trained to administer the epipen.
“Oh hey! Don’t worry, we’re covered!” Venti replies in an attempt to reassure you. He sniffs and waves his medicine box to tell you he’s prepared. “Oh and uh,” another red-nosed sniff, “look! We got you something!”
Clearing the dining table, they all set down the assortments prepared for you gently. Your favourite foods from Xiangling? Check. The thick blankets of the highest quality, courtesy of Zhongli using the company’s budget? Check. Fidget toys, shared with you by the four adorable kids? Check. Happy fictions that Xingqiu asked Zhongli to bring to you? Check. Games and other leisure materials? Check, Venti looted the company cabinets and Diluc’s mansion for you! Coffee, tea, anything? Check- Zhongli is helping Thoma brew more for all of you. You like infectious kidlike happiness? Check- While Diona’s leaning in your arms, Klee is offering to co-op the fish-blasting apps on Jean’s phone with you. Qiqi’s peeking form your shoulders as Klee drags you on her Fish Blast gaming battle. Sayu’s curled up next to you in her oversized mujina hoodie.
You want some hugs? Check, that is, if you’d like that. Genuine well-meaning messages from Kokomi, Barbara and Rosaria? Check- they offered to pray for peace, both for you and for the world in turmoil. Rosaria may have suggested her doing some dirty work to sabotage the war- but the two seem to have succeeded to stop her in her tracks in the groupchat.
When you’re engrossed in the various vibrant distractions, Childe crashes in through the open balcony. “Sorry, I’m late! Teucer got ahold of a Cyclops again-“
“Childe how-“ Even with his ‘normal antics’, you’re rendered awestruck about his ‘iconic’ entrance. You only spotted Xiao behind him, like Tarzan holding Jane as they swung, after Childe slumped on the couch next to Sayu. Xiao doesn’t give much replies aside from a silent wrapped plate of Almond Tofu. His windbreaker is drenched in Childe’s influx of Hydro energy, but he settles to sit on the other side of you on the couch. You gladly take the offer and thank him by sharing your gaming device. “Is this another new mortal game?” “Yeah, wanna join?” “I’m an adeptus.” “But do you wanna join? I need your powerful help- not even Itto could beat Klee’s high score.”
While the others aren’t here right now, they are networking to send you information or other handcrafted comfort packages. While busy, they still love and care for you from a distance. Anything for you, their dear friend (or romantic partner), to have as much peace as they can afford for you.
Content Warning: Drowning-related struggles, mentions of his hallucinations of Guizhong
Taglist: @honeybedo, @justabyulla, the ‘girlboss part’ will be a sequel if wanted(?) oh and lemme add @snail-posting here so I can reference it if I cont. this~
‘Guizhong-!’
He opens his mouth to call in a feeble attempt to reach her, yet only further fills his trachea with its electric waters. His body is stung, but his mind is too occupied with survival to process that. He’s never been more aware of his physical body than this moment-it feels like an eternity, yet merely a fraction of a minute has passed.
The bolts of invasive electricity course within him; as his body wrangles with death. Everything hurts in a numbing way, and memories rush in before he loses consciousness.
The endless battles with swarms of leviathans flash, his mind struggling to keep up or root into Guizhong’s warm memories. He’s trapped in the past while being at death’s door in the present.
Time ticks and flows within the nightmarish waters he’s confined in, as the delusions continue to flood him and tangle him up like water snakes. Before long, his sight is murky. His senses gradually numb and leave him.
By the time someone fishes him up, his psyche is wrecked, just like the broken ship that crashed him into the depths of the Inazuman seas. His physical form barely endured the trauma through sheer godhood, yet you know better than to agree with the hopeful kids on his ‘swift recovery’. A mere interaction puts his uncharacteristic weak voice and heaving chest on display.
You could only wish the best for him and continue to sustain his healing buff through the nights. His survival was miraculous, and you’d rather not take any chances, just in case history repeats itself.
