#creator!reader

[mayplekiwi]

[2] Doing one of your weekly Boss fights [Fic]

"Tch- let's hope we get more masks today. I'll get my ref sheets first, then see how this team works on him. " You mutter moving towards the domain. "What will it be getting this week, Dottores' Mask, Dottores' belts, or Dottores' plug."

[Them being self-aware while you're playing. Today's Team; Zhongli, Columbina, Ineffa and Baizhu vs Heretic of the False moon; Il Dottore]

Cw. SFW. Actual Boss battle fight, Forth wall breaks, use of canon Voicelines. Temporary character death [Video game logic] [Part 3]

"It feels surreal." Columbina gasps as she looks around the domain, looking over her shoulder when Zhongli steps through shortly behind her and blinks

"Ah, You fought at the basis of this domains' foundation, is that right?" he asks curiously, helping Baizhu step through the veil then Ineffa.

"I did." She frowns, face sesrching the grounds "theres a bit missing here."

"Correct. We believe it to be a feature special to the domains nature," Ineffa adds, folding her hands in front of herself. "The guides' device can only store so much of our surroundings as it is a temporary space, to keep all things loaded here would threaten the stability of our connection to them."

"Do not fret the details, child of the Moon." Zhongli dips his head in kind to Columbina "We will not be here long."

"Hah. how insulting, Morax."

Zhonglis' golden eyes slit and narrow at the use of his name, heads turning to face the sight of Dottore, the man larger than Columbina last remembered him to be

she frowns. 'No, that's right, it's only a segment.'

She glances back to the screen shining behind Zhonglis' form to glance at your face, your cheek pressed into your palm as you blow a puff of air from between your lips, waiting for something. she turns back to Dottore

"Surprised to see I'm not dead, little sister?" He taunts, making her shiver in disgust at the tone

"Dottore." Ineffa steps in, placing a hand on her shoulder to pull the woman back behind the trigger line. "I recommend waiting until the Guide is able to step in."

"Guide?" He growls out the nickname. "Do you not even care to use your Gods name? is it so sacred you feel unable to? unworthy?"

"We've had this conversation plenty of times by now." Baizhu finally pipes up, a wince on his face as his stomach settles from the teleportation "Do refrain from the repetition"

"Pathetic." he spits back

Columbina looks between the group a little lost, the four seemed to know each other well

or, well enough, that they're confident enough to talk back to Dottore so casually

She frowns when he turns to face her, ignoring the other three.

"Columbina, this will be our first rematch. I look forward to the secondary trial." he clicks his tongue "a shame you will not win this time."

'hmn'

You perk up as the screen loads in, and you see Zhongli facing the Trilunar God, arms folded, and the familiar looking rock orbiting him his eyes glowing- you hesitate, twirling the camera around to bring up his face close to the screen.

Oddly detailed. slitted. blinking...?

you lean back a moment, taking in a deep breath, more and more things haven't been right in your game, and this seemed to be another new thing.

'Not a mod.' You think, twisting the camera around again. 'No lag.'

and yet so... cool.

Zhongli smiles softly as his eyes follow the small golden orb, not unlike the meteor he controls, swirl around him, the screen from earlier morphing into the tiny seelie pet of yours.

"It seems we will not be in a rush today," he comments, leaning back to address the others. "They wish to take photo's today."

Dottore deflates, clicking his fingers and dropping down onto the platform and crossing his arm in disappointment

"what does that mean?" Columbina murmurs, facing the archon

A kamera appears, floating for a second before dropping into Ineffas open palm

"It means it is time for your photoshoot."

You hum pleased as you looked over the screenshots, a collage of Columbina in her idle animation, attack, and her burst. The background perfect for the images.

Pulling out of the kamera feature, you twirl her in a circle, smiling at the gentle sounds of twinkles coming off of her footsteps. tapping the controls, you let her character pause, hit the inventory screen, and open up the screenshots on a separate tab

Columbina wobbles as she centres herself, arms spread out

"Well, that went quite well." Baizhu muses, taking her forearm to help stablise her "not nearly as long as the last set."

"This is a normal event?" Columbina questions

"Yes, it is."

"why?..."

Baizhu purses his lips, glancing at Zhongli, who lets out a chuckle at the swap

"I believe it's just in appreciation of us, Child of the Moon." he awnsers. "Is it so odd that our patron God reveres us in turn?"

"Yes." she awnsers immediately. "Why would they care for us?" she turns her gaze to the seelie and frowns "I still don't... understand this guide."

"Perhaps that is because you are one yourself," Zhongli points out "One that operates differently to our 'eye in the sky'"

"Are you done, yet." An irritated voice calls out, again, Dottore calls out unprompted

Zhongli sighs and shakes his head "Yes, they're just sorting through the photographs"

he grits his sharpened teeth. "Perhaps you could try being a bit more proactive?" he growls, lifting his mask to your obscured visage, his sight seeing through the frail 'screen' straight through to you. hand twitching and summoning a black and red mutation and jamming his fist through it

You click 'save' on the last image and place down your phone, stretching before turning your attention back to the game and seizing up when you notice the blind movements of a hand-

a hand. patting around the flat screen of your device.

your jaw drops at the blue appendage and lean over to watch its pointer finally grasp onto your controls, and inch your Columbina forwards in the game-

The screen glitches, the black and red inky mist where the hand protrudes thinning, making the hand flinch and retreat, but it's done what it needed to.

[Take cover behind the Ancient Moon's Remnants to escape the moonfall impact...]

"The night sky... dims... once more..." You watch in horror as Columbina falls.

Snapping out of it, Gasping and leaping to grab the controls to immediately steer Zhongli behind the obelisk just in time to save him from getting one shot too when the screen glitches again, rolling straight into the next commandment despite the first still occuring on screen

[Stay right where you are, or you'll be punished for crossing the line...]

you take your hands off the controls, your hands were trembling from adrenalin, if you kept them on it -

[Affected by The Doctor's power, your sense of direction is now inverted...]

'you-'

[Do not face The Doctor, for gazing upon a God invites punishment...]

You gape at the screen when Zhonglis' pillar activates by itself and brings up his shield

'This... was no longer just a game'

Columbina shuffles away from the glaringly bright walls of the tight enclosure she finds herself in, grasping at her chest and panting before being able to focus back on the fight

Zhongli is reasonably annoyed, kicking up his polearm and knocking back The Doctor, Baizhu just behind urging Changsheng to whip around and slither around the heretics leg and biting down once, twice.

"Ugh -" The mad man grins sadistically "That's more like it; some results of value."

"Columbina!" She jumps, turning to see Ineffa making her way to her, jumping over the numberous lazer devices, stamping the nearest into the ground and crushing it underfoot, hooking the toe of her boot beath and kicking it into the next

the lineup tumbles like a domino stack, allowing her to reach the moon goddess in quick succession

"Here." The android hands over the MRE device, a golden sparkle shines "Eat, Baizhu will put up his shield the moment you revive."

she reaches out her hand to the bag, swallowing down the seethrough appearance of her limb, memories bubbling forth of the past few months

"An egg?" she whispers

"Fried. Bennett made them." Ineffa nods, stamping her polearm into the ground, summoning Birgitta and seeing it immediately teleport on top of the two in battle. She holds her hand out to Columbina with her shield spreading and coating her

"You'll feel better afterwards. We will sort through the optimal food options for you at a later date."

She grimaces but picks out an egg, tossing the small thing into her mouth and chewing. when she swallows, she watches with a morbid curiosity as her skin sparkles and loses the transparency

with help, she stands and nods to Ineffa, facing the fight and following her back in.

a green glow consumes her form and deflects the stray blasts that ricochet from the clashing of Zhonglis favonius polearm and The Doctors raised arm

"Entropy!" Zhongli doesn't falter, jamming the tip of his weapon into the battleground, preventing him from being blasted backward

Baizhu is not so lucky, Changsheng hisses as both of them fly through the air and are knocked out of the arena, the same veil that'd coated Columbina moments before apearing on him as he's rolled into the stasis box

"We must hurry" Ineffa raises her voice, "he-"

Columbina quickly clasps her hands together "Allow me to step in."

Just as quickly as he was knocked down, he'd been revived. the pained and tired look on the pharmacists face wincing as he struggles to sit up from the harsh blow, a series of rough coughs spurting from his mouth causing her to falter "ah- that was supposed to help"

"Go." Ineffa presses her towards where Zhongli is currently stalling solo "i will assist the good Doctor."

they nod at each other and split up

She waves her hand and sends a torent of hydro into the face of Dottore, the unexpected attack making him splutter at the absurdity of it and making him glitch, teleporting back to swipe at his face. Zhongli perks up and takes a deep breath. to Columbina he didn't look too injured, just tired.

He summons another piller as another vanishes, the golden glow flickering as it swaps over

"Welcome back." he greets "now. should we test that new ability of yours?"

she raises her hands, to the sky and drags it down, a phantasmal set of wings bursting from her back "New moon rises!"

hydro drips from the heavens, crystaline chimes ringing out on the field and as Zhonglis' pillars pulse in energy, golden sigils sprout from the earth creating a minefield

Dottore straightens and grins at the development "Good, keep it up. I'm still collecting data."

Guiding them back and forth was exhausting, the game not functioning normally, the controls worthless as you arent able to move them. the screen pointer becoming like a suggestion you recognise from The Sims.

"c'mon..." you whisper under your breath as Zhongli and Columbina enter the rifts and the scene changes

your whole team is visible now, not just your main. that inky mist making your device now permenantly fucked with.

you open the inventory and slog through the food category and tap the elemental potions, draging the item above the Baizhu and Ineffa and watching as they hold out their hands and catch the vials

you look on with distress as Baizhu is helped to his feet by Ineffa, popping the capmand downing the elemental stimulus in one gulp, Ineffa doing the same

"Defensive mode engaged"

you breath out a sigh of relief when Ineffas shield appears around them

"Mind the side effects."

they both engage Dottore, Ineffa taking lead with Birgitta while Baizhu sticks to the outskirts, throwing out his arm occasionally and sending Changsheng out and refreshing their shield

the battleground shatters and Dottore stumbles, a cry of agrivation as Zhongli and Columbina reappear through the rift

"So you rather wallow in this rotten, decaying world?!"

your shoulders sink in pure relief as the Doctor collapses to his knees, the the leyline flower bursting out beside him and the domain clears of obstacles

"You-" you voice cracks, all five of them free at the sound of your voice, faces snapping straight to you making you waiver at the realistic fluidity of their movements, their appearance. "What the fuck was that!"

[What boss are you fighting next? weekly or otherwise, and who's your team of the day for it? - I personally dont have everyone, so screenshot doodles at the end will vary unless you send in your own! either works, Thank you for reading!]

[sena-shi]

SAGAU but with Scheming Creator!Reader Impostor AU [PT. 6]

double damn update, I think I owe this to you guys dasgasdasf... or should we make it triple update-?-- yay! another DLC obsessed archon character unlocked! let's casually use the Inazuma as our protection place to survive's zhongli's obsession lmao--- and yay yae miko has appeared... I LOVE MY WOMEN

The first thing you noticed was not her blade, but her silence.

The storm crashed around her, lightning split the skies, thunder rolled like war drums, yet Raiden Shogun stood upon the cliff as though untouched, carved from eternity itself. Her expression was unreadable, but her gaze— oh, her gaze was sharp enough to carve through mountains.

How many lifetimes had she held it? That look, that rigidity, that vow never to falter again. The eyes of a woman who had buried everyone she loved beneath the weight of eternity.

You smiled at her.

The Crux heaved beneath your feet, timbers groaning in the restless sea. Crewmen whispered frantic prayers; some gripped weapons, though none dared raise them. Kazuha stood by your side, lips pressed to the back of your hand, as though by kissing it he could shield you from the storm itself.

“Raiden Shogun.” Your voice carried across the waves, soft yet undeniable. The storm seemed to hush, thunder hanging a moment longer in the clouds before breaking again.

Raiden Shogun’s grip tightened on her blade.

The blade of Musou Isshin rose, crackling arcs splitting the storm in half. Raiden Shogun stood poised to strike, her expression blank, flawless, eternal.

“Imposter,” she declared, voice sharp as thunder. “You dare wear her face? Then vanish before the lightning of eternity.”

Her leap was swift, divine, inevitable. Lightning screamed down with her as soldiers cried out in awe and terror.

But you… you did not move.

Instead, you tilted your head, veil fluttering against your cheek, and whispered with a softness that wrapped around the storm like silk:

“Do you remember, dear Ei, when you prayed through the storm? You asked me if you were wrong to hold eternity in your hands… and I promised you that If the world becomes too heavy, I will bear it with you.’

The words struck harder than any spear.

Raiden Shogun’s eyes flickered wide. Her blade wavered, just an instant. The puppet’s programming snarled against the surge of memory, but she did remember.

Not fully— no, the puppet could not contain the whole. But Ei, within, stirred. The woman who had once whispered lonely confessions into the void felt the echo of your gentle reply.

It was the same voice. The same cadence. Impossible— and yet undeniable.

Her body trembled.

The soldiers saw it, gasping as the storm itself faltered, lightning stuttering across the clouds. Their visions blazed violently, drawn to you like moths to flame, some bearers collapsing to their knees in wordless reverence.

And you… oh, you were delighted.

How entertaining it was, to watch the puppet falter, to taste the tension between steel programming and human grief. You gazed at her not with fear but with amusement, warmth curling around your lips in a smile.

“Ah,” you chuckled softly, almost lovingly. “So you do remember. How sweet. Tell me, my dearest— can you still feel me pressing against the storm, standing by your side?”

The puppet’s face remained blank, but her hands shook upon the hilt. Violet arcs hissed and sputtered. A crack formed in the perfect mask of eternity.

Deep within, Ei stirred harder. A heartbeat of regret. A whisper of longing. The sense that she had been abandoned, and yet… you were here.

The soldiers shifted uneasily, their whispers growing. “Could it be—?” “The true Creator—” “Why does my vision burn—”

Raiden Shogun forced her body back under control. Her lips parted, voice mechanical, cold, stripped of all doubt.

“…Illusions,” she hissed. “Deceiver’s tricks. I will not yield.”

The blade struck.

Pain seared through you, starlight spilling upward in glittering fragments as your body staggered with a calm smile on your face. Gasps filled the air— soldiers choking on disbelief, their visions flaring so bright they nearly burned against their skin.

And for once, the almighty Raiden Shogun froze.

For a breathless instant, her mask cracked. Horror flickered across her face, her hands trembling as violet light guttered down her blade. And from within, Ei herself surged upward— the true Archon, the woman who had prayed to you once through lonely storms.

I struck them—I struck them—I struck them... I hurt them.

The thought tore her open, filling her chest with regret so deep she could hardly breathe.

But then her gaze fell on Beidou and Kazuha— Kazuha clutching you to his chest, Beidou barking orders to set sail, the Crux already straining against the storm.

In that instant, Ei’s grief hardened. The softness vanished. The Shogun straightened, grip tightening on Musou Isshin, and her expression smoothed back into cold eternity.

Her voice cut across the chaos, calm, commanding, undeniable.

“Surround the ship. Do not let them escape.”

At once, soldiers surged forward, the cliffside filling with the thunder of boots and clamor of weapons. Electro sigils flared as they encircled the harbor, walls of lightning hemming the Crux in from all sides.

“Captain!” a sailor shouted in terror.

“Damn it all!” Beidou swore, slamming a fist against the railing. Her gaze darted to you— limp in Kazuha’s arms, starlight bleeding from your wound— then back to the encroaching walls of lightning. Her jaw clenched, fury and despair warring in her eyes.

“Take the crew and sail!” she barked at her first mate. “Get them out of here before it’s too late.”

“Captain—”

“That’s an order!”

Her voice cracked with the weight of it. She turned to Kazuha, who had fallen to his knees cradling you, his face pale with silent anger. Soldiers stormed the deck, blades drawn.

Kazuha drew his own, desperation burning in his eyes.

But a dozen spears leveled at once, visions blazing, and he froze. His body trembled, torn between fighting and dying uselessly in your name.

Raiden Shogun descended the cliff with measured steps, lightning parting beneath her feet. Her presence pressed down over the ship like a stormcloud too heavy to breathe beneath.

“Lay down your weapons,” she commanded, calm as a blade pressed to the throat. “The imposter belongs to me.”

Kazuha grit his teeth, fury trembling through his body. “They are not an imposter!”

His protest was cut short as soldiers seized him, tearing the sword from his grasp and forcing him to the deck.

Beidou’s eyes burned, torn between charging forward and the duty to her crew. She met your half-lidded gaze— or perhaps only the veil covering your eyes, as you let your head loll against Kazuha’s shoulder, feigning unconsciousness.

For a moment, her breath caught. She understood. You were not resisting. You were choosing.

“Damn it,” she whispered under her breath.

“Beidou of the Crux,” Raiden Shogun’s voice rang out, unflinching. “Leave. Return to Liyue. Interfere again, and you and your crew will be cut down where you stand.”

Beidou’s fists clenched, her jaw tight with fury, but the sight of her trembling sailors— of your serene, half-conscious form being lifted into the arms of the Shogun herself— crushed the fight from her.

“Captain…” her first mate whispered.

“Raise the sails,” Beidou said hoarsely. Her voice broke as she turned away. “We’re going home.”

The Crux pulled back, its sails catching wind as it retreated into the storm. Beidou stood at the rail until the mist swallowed you from her sight, her nails digging blood into her palms.

On deck, soldiers dragged Kazuha in chains, his gaze locked onto your form as you were carried in the opposite direction, cradled carefully, reverently— not by soldiers, but by Raiden Shogun herself.

Her grip was steady. Too steady. Yet beneath the calm, Ei’s presence churned violently, grief and doubt twisting in her chest.

You rested your head against her shoulder, lashes fluttering shut, feigning fragile unconsciousness. But behind your stillness, amusement coiled like smoke. How entertaining it was— to feel her heart pound beneath the puppet’s calm, to know she could not banish the regret already consuming her.

And so, the true god was carried into Tenshukaku by the very blade that had struck them down.

Tenshukaku’s halls were silent but heavy with power, the air itself charged with violet. Raiden Shogun placed you upon silk cushions, stepping back with a gaze she forced into neutrality. But her hands still trembled faintly at her sides.

The doors slid open.

“Ei,” came a lilting voice, amused and sharp all at once.

Yae Miko entered, her eyes landing immediately on you. They narrowed— lips curving with interest, ears twitching faintly.

“Oh my… what have we here?”

Ei stiffened. Her mask of calm did not falter— but Yae Miko saw through it. She always had.

She smirked, gaze flicking between you, wounded yet radiant even in stillness, and Ei, whose silence betrayed more than words ever could.

“Care to explain,” Miko purred, “why the one we once prayed to is bleeding starlight in your chamber?”

Ei said nothing. Her silence spoke louder than any denial.

And you— you let your lips curve, faint and secret, as though greeting an old friend across lifetimes.

The game had shifted again.

CHAPTERS: P1 — P2 — P3 — P4 — P5 — ?

TAGLIST: @someonepleaseholdme @shio225

I know I have a previous taglist for this AU but since It's been year/s since I updated this, some of you might not be interested or you don't want to read this story anymore----- so Imma make a new taglist for this one.

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[kuuyooo]

Creator!reader that's like voyager from reverse 1999

Chat im getting desperate here. the creator might be an alien(?) but they are not alien enough for me chat. i need them to look like something from SPACE. i need that mf to be CRYPTIC. CREEPY. SPOOKY. whatever it is please im getting desperate out here man.

[mehiwilldoitlater]

Venti: I know we totally fucked up with this… imposter situation, but… what about a fresh start?!

Reader…*snapping her fingers, summoning the black Templar that for one reason or another now are connecting her to the Emperor, and now they will do everything she asks for*

[wolfgirltsana]

I Have Brand New Ideas For A Request Posts For Any Other Writers Out There, Especially The Self Aware Au Writers!!!

So...Has Anyone Ever Thought About A Self Aware Au With A Glow Up!Reader? Like, We Were Once So Normal To Our Self Aware Characters, And They Knew Us As Being Highly Closer-Off And Shut-In, Never Going Outside Or Ever Being. But Then, We Decided To Log Off For A Year, And A Year Later, When We Returned And Log Back In, We Now Looked So Visibly Different Than Before Than What The Characters Had Used To. Imagine The Characters Reaction Towards Our Glow Up.

The Characters Would Be Either Shocked, Stunned, Bewildered, Baffled, Amazed, Dumfounded, Amused Or Outright Turned On.

Some Are Amazed By How Different You Looked Now, Wanting To Know What You Used To Become Who You Are Now.

Some Are Baffled At The 180 Transformation You Had Seemingly Went Through, Their Minds Working Overtime With Theories On Why You Had Became So Different And What Could Possibly Happen During Your Absence.

Some Are Unable To Comprehend That This Is Actually You Now, Concerned On Why You Are So Different Now.

Some Are Amused By How Bold And Shameless You Had Becomes, Wondering What Could Have Possibly Happened When You Were Absent For A Year To Ever Warrant This New Look Of Yours.

Some Are Immediately Turned On By How Beautiful And Hot You Have Become For The Past Year, Desired To Touch And Feel You.

ETC.,.

For Example (The Example Is Of A VTuber I Had Known For A While And Her Brand New Model. Her Name Is Byeol Yuna, Or Just Yuna):

(This Was Her Past And Previous Model)

(This Is Her New One)

(Pretty Starkly Different, Doesn't It?)

So, This Could May Serves As An Inspiration For A New Self Aware Au.

Even If My Other Fanfic Requests Could Not Possibly Ever Be Made Into A Reality, I Am Okay With It And Shall Add Brand New Tags, Just Gonna Throw It Out There. These Tags Could Potentially Be Used For New Type Of Writings In The Future.

(Even Though I Wanted Both My Many Other Fanfic Ideas And Other Fanfic Request Posts To Be Made Into A Reality, I Shall Be Patient Just To See If Maybe One Day, My Ideas Will Finally Be Made Into A Reality If One Day A Self Aware Au Writer Ever Stumbled Upon My Account And Found My Fanfic Ideas And Request Posts, If I'm Lucky, That Is)

[twinsyy]

You consider quitting genshin sometimes

(very self-insert)

when life gets busy, or when you get bored of the game, you genuinely consider quitting.

because it eats up your time and wears down your attention. and recently, the game hasn’t been very rewarding lately.

you’re ar 60, and you’ve done everything in the game. you’ve maxed out the exploration progress. did all the quests.

farming for characters isn’t going good either. your artifact rolls keep getting worse, especially for the ones that you really hoped would be good.

getting primos isn’t easy either. and it doesn’t help that the characters you want aren’t coming home. you either keep getting weapons, or lose the 50/50.

this game is adding more stress than necessary to your life. you already have a lot going on.

so you’ve made it a habit to take breaks from this game. whether it was for a day, week, month or more.

sometimes, you don’t notice how you’ve forgotten about it. especially during your longer breaks.

and you even frequently feel… free of it.

but it never stays that way. you are constantly reminded of genshin (stupid ads). constantly beckoned back. tempted with better rewards and new characters.

and it works everytime. even if it sometimes takes a while. you always go back to them. something in you feels like you have a sense of responsibility to come back. what does this mean?

it doesn’t help that the longer you are gone, the sadder the welcome back message becomes. and odd.

“Welcome back, we missed you!”

“We are relieved you came back. We thought you wouldn’t.”

“We apologize . We’re trying to be better.”

“We’re sorry.”

“Please stay.”

“Please.”

You encounter these messages, different each return, but have never heard about anyone else experiencing this. Guess you’re a special case.

Very special, indeed.

[cosmicb1iss]

THE SACRED TOUCH

what about streamer!reader who is renowned in the genshin community for having INSANE luck. (you once got 4 five stars in one pull)

Like I mean every single person who has ever even been so much as interested in the genshin community has heard of you,like I’m taking people who pay you irl money to pull for them, like I’m talking about you have SO MANY people simping over you, I’m talking people all over the world, I’m talking people reversing you as the primo god, I’m talking people filming themselves groveling, bowing and praying to a picture of you.

It’s just a natural phenomenon.

all your fellow streamer friends have you on their stream pulling for them, chat going crazy, and you get their desired character, in like 2 single pulls.

oh, and your luck doesn’t just depend on characters banner.