#himbo god

[vilithshaven]

Ok so none of the characters know that when their God cooks or touches food it's enchanted with healing powers so himbo!god got injured and they're all panicking and himbo is just "I want apple" they're all like we'll get you to a doctor you can get an apple later and they keep saying I want apples so the begrudgingly give them one and bamboozled seeing them healing by just an apple, I got inspired by a Zelda comic I read

HIMBO!GOD WITH HEALING FOOD // Ft. Venti, Jean and Diluc

TW: mild blood and description of injury.

The poor acolytes, their worry is for naught when all himbo!god has to do is grab something to eat. We hope you enjoy~

-Vin & Lilith

The first reaction they had to seeing you injured is "Ah yes, pretty gold. The sign that this truly is our god". They've only heard stories and tales of it until then, Childe and Zhongli being the only who actually saw the gold blood when they had tried to kill you for being an 'imposter'. It took them a few minutes to realize that you are genuinely hurt. And not just a bruise or a small cut which you sported...most of the time, really.

Your ankle looked mangled. Swollen, bruised and turned just a bit too far to the right. You rubbed it, a pout on your face and tears brimming in your eyes despite the grin you sent to your current guardians.

Venti tried his best to look his usual cheerful self, but on the inside, he's screaming. You got hurt in front of his eyes, under his careful watch. The other Archons were going to kill him if they heard of it.

Diluc stayed quiet, an eyebrow twitching at your what he thought is a forced smile. He picked you up without hesitation, telling Venti to go ahead and make Barbara aware that they'll be coming in.

Jean was decomposed, lips quivering, tears in her eyes. She was supposed to be your best guard, together with the Dawn Winery owner, and yet she'd failed even such a simple task.

You smiled at them, pointing to the apple tree in your sight. "Just give me an apple, I'll be fine!"

Diluc scowled. "Barbara will heal you."

"An apple a day keeps the doctor away!"

Venti looked at you in confusion, his lips quirked as he tried not to cry. How cute that you're trying to reassure him, despite his sinful actions.

Diluc only sighed as the other two started to breakdown, your kicks in protest of being brought to Barbara made slightly agitated. His grip on your body became tighter as you tried to squirm out of it.

"Your grace..Please you have to see her" Jean spoke up.

"No! Just let me have the apple! No doctors!" You yelled, despite your swollen and mangled ankle, you still flailed around like a child in Diluc's arms.

"Your grace..!" They all yelled at once.

Your form fell out of Diluc's arm and onto the ground causing you to yelp.

The winds reacted strongly with Venti's current emotions, swaying the branches of the apple tree above you.

You heard a thump land right next you making you turn your head, an apple rolled down to your feet and your eyes seemed to shine at finally having one.

"Your grace, are you okay?" Diluc kneeled down next you and took ahold of your ankle, making sure no more damage occurred.

You ignored his words and shined the apple on your chest before taking a bite, a loud crunch was heard as you did so.

Your horrific ankle seemed to be magically healing as you snacked on the fruit, your bone twisting back to it's right position, your skin mending itsself and the bruises fading.

Diluc's eyes widened at the sight before darting them up to meet yours. You only stared back with the apple in your mouth with dim golden glow surrounding it.

Venti and Jean calmed down enough to witness what was happening and sighed in relief, they still worried over your state but at least your foot didn't look like it could shatter with one wrong move.

"What?" You tried to speak with the apple muffling your mouth, "What are you all staring at?"

The three of them relaxed their tensed up shoulders and Diluc lowered your ankle to the ground.

"Nothing your grace, shall we head back now?"

Bonus: After returning to Mondstadt and parting ways, Diluc froze up in the middle of the street. He'd touched you. He'd touched his God.

[nightmaretheif]

So i wanted to do more Gods/Goddess's to go with who i already designed, and grown on the Univurse and stories and to help fill out @the-slender-doll Cursed God World.

So i wanted to design one of the First Creator Gods, and as soon as i read up on Atum, i just had his idea form instantly.

A God who created his children, Shu and Tefnut, out of earth simply because he was lonly realy plaid out to that part of his personality.

As a primordial god and as the evening sun, Atum has chthonic and underworld connections, and not to mention he is assosiated with the Sun before Ra/Re came into existence.

I liked the idea of when Ra came to be, Atum mentored him before bestoing the title of Father/Sun God  the god that many looked upon and tock the form of the light of the earth.

In my mind, polotics was never Atums thing, though the humans based their Pharaohs likeness to him, making many beluve it was him in human form, so Pharaohs where seen as devine and closeat to.the Gods.

Anyway, by the time Ra was crowned  Atum was leaving the Celestrial realm and was on the human plane.

In modern times, hes pretty much a Himbo xD he owns an appartment with a roof garden and pool, and spends alot of his time just chilling, keeping out of the fallen pantheons issues.

He cares only for his children and grandchildren, and in Ikas AU his adopted grandchildren Thoth and Khonsu. He has a soft spot for Hathor, having helped her untill she was stable enough.

He spends time with Khnum shooting the shit and enjoys watching his banter with Wenet, and yes he is always seen in floofy slippers.

Atum is also part of @the-slender-doll cursed Gods univurse

Atum (c) Nightmaretheif

[honeyybey]

Now that the Twilight series is on Netflix, I’d like to give our flowers to thee himbo supreme,

Emmett Cullen

[vilithshaven]

himbo god reader and diluc <33 im pretty sure she's homeless, and just imagine diluc finding out she's their real god and letting her live in dawn winery !! she's just a huge headache tho, always trying to lift his claymore and play with it.

DILUC WITH HIMBO!GOD

Diluc is pretty, that's really all I have to say. Hope you enjoy~

-Vin

DILUC

Angel's Share was lively at night, the light from the bar shining onto the pavement and loud drunken shouts could be heard from outside.

Lively laughter filled the building as the patrons enjoyed a late night drink, knights, bards and citizens all chatted with one another.

The bards providing free entertainment, slurring their words as they sang. The knights howling with laughter and falling out of their chairs while the citizens of Mondstat were either passed out drunk, or about to be.

And Unfortunately for Diluc, he had the night shift.

His coat was off and hung on the coat rack, leaving him in a casual attire with a white button up and black vest. He kept his hands gloved as he wiped down the glasses and served customers, leaning against the counter behind the bar. He felt his hair tickle his neck causing him to shiver slightly. Putting down the clean glass, he took off his gloves and tied up his bright red hair in a high ponytail.

Resuming back to his previous actions, he kept an eye out for everyone in the bar, knowing how people get when they're drunk. So far his late night patrons have been on good behavior, which is saying something seeing the current state of the bar. He let them be though, not really involving himself unless violence started.

The door chimed indicating another customer, Diluc sighed knowing he's not going home anytime soon and welcomed them in.

"Hi Diluc!" The familiar voice made him snap his head up, shocked to see his god there, waving at him.

He almost dropped the glass he was wiping down at their sudden appearance before quickly composing himself and clearing his throat.

"What are you doing out so late at night?" He wondered, it worried him that they came alone.

His god only hummed before walking behind the bar and grabbing a bottle off the shelf.

"I saw that the lights were on and it seemed like people were having fun!" Was all they said before trying to open the bottle by twisting it.

Diluc sighed grabbing the bottle out of their hands.

"You can't drink this"

His god pouted with a tilt of their hand, looking like a puppy.

"Why not it's just juice isn't it? made from fruit?"

Poor Diluc just turned them back around and sat them on a nearby stool, his hands stayed on their shoulders as they looked up at him.

"I'll take you home afterwards" He whispered in their ear, figuring it was hard to hear in the lively tavern.

All they did was nod in return and leaned back into the wall next to them. Diluc was glad they didn't put up much of a fight, knowing how stubborn they can be sometimes to the weirdest things.

Diluc went back to his duties all while keeping a good eye on his god, their presence calmed down his irritation and frustration from dealing with drunkards all night.

An hour passed with the usual patrons passing out on the floor, the place starting to quiet down. He looked over to his god after a busy clean up only to see them giggling, their face slightly red.

He walked up to them and grabbed their chin, making them look up at him. Getting closer he lightly sniffed and grimaced, the smell of alcohol was prominent on their breath.

"Diluuccc" They slurred "That juice was so good! very sweet"

Diluc frowned and picked them up bridal style making them cling onto him tightly as their world spun.

"I told you not to drink it.." He mumbled.

"Huh? I can't hear you!" They shouted in his ear.

Diluc walked out, knowing that Charles will soon come for his shift. He made sure to grab his coat and cover their body with it in his arms, the extra weight not bothering him.

He silently walked towards the gates of Mondstat before realizing he had no idea where to go. Looking down at them, it didn't seem like they were sobering up but he might as well ask anyways.

"Where do you live?"

His god leaned their head back and closed their eyes and pointing up at the sky.

"Nowhere!" They yelled bringing their hand back down and patting his cheek.

"I just find a place to sleep and then sleep" They explained.

Diluc froze for a moment, all this time his god has been homeless. They have been sleeping outside in the cold and rainy nights. Their casual remark about it worried him greatly, no wonder they were alone when they came to his tavern.

Maybe they sought him out for shelter? ..Oh he's blushing.

Diluc cleared his throat and started walking to the bridge of Mondstat, now heading towards Dawn Winery.

He'll make sure they live a life of comfort, spoiled with the luxuries he could afford. The softest bedding in their room and maids on their beck and call, their favorite food ready made anytime.

"Heyy where are we going? to your place?" They gasped.

"Does this mean I can play with your claymore?! Oh please! Pretty please!" They started begging making Diluc flustered, the sight of his god pleading up to him in his arms making him extremely embarrassed.

"I doubt you could even lift it." They pouted at his answer and crossed their arms underneath his coat.

"Yes I can! I lift up florbs all the time!"

Diluc furrowed his brows, not knwoing what 'florbs' are. Were they a new monster? Should he keep an eye out?

"You know those..flying..orb thingies..that attack people!" They took their arms out of the coat and cupped their hands making a circle to demonstrate.

Diluc's concern was only heightened at their explanation, his god was lifting up Eye of the Storms? on the regular? Where are the other acolytes when this is going on?!

"My claymore is surely heavier than a..florb." He stated, not really sure as the monster usually vanishes once it's destroyed so it's mass was unknown.

"I'm a god! A claymore is nothing to me!" They laughed victoriously.

Their loud conversation could be heard throughout the night as he headed towards Dawn Winery, his simple replies followed by drunken laughter. Heat spread throughout his chest, he truly loved his god.

[vilithshaven]

Xiao "When the snow is thick enough we can eat it" adeptus and himbo!reader quite literally taking that line at face value will never not be funny because just imagine Xiao saying that line and Zhongli was about to explain how "you shouldn't say that in front of Your Grace" and cut to himbo!reader with mouthfuls of snow already

"When the snow is thick enough, we can eat it" // ft. Xiao, Zhongli w/ Himbo!God

Though we love himbo god, we are currently working on other things and our list is growing very long with this specific trope. So we will answer the current asks in our inbox with himbo!god but no new ones. Thanks so much for understanding!

Hope you enjoy~

-Vin

The three were are Dragonspine, due to a certain god wanting to pet snow foxes and weasels.

Zhongli and Xiao being the devout acolytes that they are, accompanied their god on their outing and headed towards the cold mountains.

The two were not affected by the cold but they made sure their god was bundled up in a thick fur coat and a hat before venturing off, the others would have their head if their grace got sick from a measly cold.

Snow crunched under their footsteps as they looked for the winter animals, doing their best to avoid hillichurls and abyss creatures. Not that it mattered much to an Archon and Adepti but the time spent stopping their god from trying to converse with those creatures..is a different problem.

"Look!! There it is!!" Xiao and Zhongli looked towards where they were pointing and saw a small group of snow foxes. The foxes were snuggling with one another and resting in the snow. It was a cute sight to them all.

Their god squealed and hid behind a nearby rock, peeking out to view the foxes. The two followed and leaned down next to them.

"Do you not want to go up and pet them?" Zhongli questioned.

His grace looked at him in shock. "Are you crazy?! You can't disturb them!"

Xiao only shook his head, not understanding their line of reasoning, considering they bother every other creature in Teyvat.

As the group stayed quiet behind the rock, the snow continued to fall above them. Reminding the Adepti of his younger days.

Grabbing a handful of snow, he crunched it in his palm and let it fall.

"Did you know" He started, "When the snow is thick enough, we can eat it."

Zhongli smacked the back of his head before harshly whispering into his ear.

"You can't say that in front of their grace!"

Xiao quickly realized his mistake and looked towards them.

There they were, a handful of snow in their mouth.

"You're right Xiao!" Their voice muffled as they spoke.

The two hurriedly made their god spit the snow out and lectured them.

"Your grace, ignore what Xiao just said. If you want to eat something similar to snow, we can make something." Zhongli sighed.

Xiao blushed in embarrassment, knowing it was his fault.

Their grace just shrugged before pushing the two back in their place and going back to view the snow foxes.

"We're still going to find snow weasels after this."

The two men nodded, accepting their fate. They know better than to try and change their god's stubborn mind.

[vilithshaven]

Nervously popping in because I wish to pop in a contribute to the Himbo!God AU. Lets pulls a Steven Universe here, and say Himbo God has like, healing spit? Just, anytime someone gets hurt Himbo God just runs at them FULL SPEED like a hyper golden retriever because NO THOUGHTS, ONLY HEALING SMOOCH TIME. You just know some of them would take advantage of this COUGHVENTICOUGH Imagine Xiao getting a papercut and being like- "why do I suddenly feel like I'm in danger..?"

Another small drabble feat. healing spit.

- Lilith

As the Conqueror of Demons, Xiao was used to getting grave wounds that would heal on their own over time. It didn't happen often anymore as he got stronger over the time and his god had blessed him with stronger artifacts, that he secretly tended to under the cover of night.

Thus, he didn't think anything about the papercut he got from turning a page in the book you, his benevolent god, had pushed into his hands. Red dropped onto white and he continued on.

Then an ominous sense of foreboding filled him and he shivered. He wondered if it was a demon, the presence growing stronger and nearer by the second.

"Xiao!"

The door burst open and arms flung around him, making him drop the book in surprise. His wide, golden eyes stared down at your worry filled eyes.

"Your Grace..." His hands came to rest on your hips and he steadied you on his lap, cheeks heating up at the close proximity. "Is something the matter?"

You huffed and took the hand with the papercut, inspecting the already healing wound and blood leaking from it. "You got hurt. That's what's wrong."

Xiao shook his head, unable to deny the fondness in his chest of making a smile grow on his lips. He wanted to reply that it was fine, the wound would be healed in a little while.

Only for him to freeze at the feeling of your wet tongue gliding across the cut, lathering it in your spit. To his shock, the cut closed immediately and fully, the blood absorbing back into his body.

You smiled.

Xiao blinked.

And from outside the room, a certain bard's jealous huff could be heard.

[vilithshaven]

imagine himbo!god asking zhongli if he can eat cor lapis and then trying to eat it themselves cause it's like... forbidden honey candy

FORBIDDEN CANDY // Ft. Zhongli

Please...himbo!god is going to be the death of this man. He's so utterly devoted that it's going to kill him one day.

Hope you enjoy~

-Vin

ZHONGLI

Zhongli had thought it would be a good idea to gift a beautiful cor lapis accessory, a fitting offering for his dear god. They must only receive the most luxurious and magnificent offerings, and he will be the one to give it to them

The accessory shined in the sunlight, reflecting a golden beam onto it's surroundings. He had picked these rocks out himself, spending days finding the best of the bunch, making sure the light will hit them just right.

He had spent so much time crafting this offering to absolute perfection for them...

"Can you eat it?"

Zhongli blinked at their question, his mouth slightly opened in shock.

They were holding up the arrangement of cor lapis to the light and aweing at the shine reflecting from it.

"Can you..eat it?" He repeated their question.

His god snapped out of their trance and ran up to him, their face suddenly appearing a inch away from his.

"Yeah! You make rocks right? So can you eat it since you made it?!"

The closeness of their face made him gulp, their breath fanned against his skin making him slightly shiver.

After a moment of silence, Zhongli shook his head and leaned away.

"I would rather not...eat rocks."

His response made them pout, tilting their hand in confusion.

"But that's not what I asked, I asked if you can eat it."

Zhongli's eyebrow twitched as he closed his eyes trying to think of a proper response to his god. If it was anyone else asking such a ridiculous question he would've sent a mountain their way repeating their own question back to them.

But he could never hurt his dear god, even if they made him loose his mind.

The geo archon sighed opening up his eyes about to speak up, only to gasp at what he was witnessing.

"Ahhh"

His god dangled the cor lapis above their mouth, sticking their tongue out to taste it. They gave a kitten lick before dropping a big piece of cor lapis into their mouth.

Zhongli gave a small shout before quickly grabbing their shoulders and making them spit out the jewelry into his gloved palm, their saliva dripping from the rocks.

"No, your grace. These rocks are not edible, I apologize."

His heart ached at their dejected expression, remorse creped up on him from stopping their actions even though it would be deadly to swallow any type of rock.

"It looks like honey though..tasted good too."

Zhongli brightened up as if a light bulb just appeared above his head.

"Your grace, how about I make you some edible cor lapis?"

His god perked up and hugged him making him a little flustered before circling his arms around their back.

Zhongli may not know how to bake sweet treats but he would do anything for his god.

[vilithshaven]

Okay, but Childe x Himbo God Reader. That's missing on your blog. HCs maybe?

CHILDE WITH HIMBO!GOD

A faux himbo with a god himbo, nice pair I'd say.

Hope you enjoy~

-Vin

CHILDE

Childe loved the one who kept him comfort in the Abyss, he dearly adored them for keeping him alive in such a dark time. He swore to himself, if he was to ever meet them, he would stick by them

Through thick and thin, he would be by their side. It was all he could do in return.

But when he first met them and the first thing they did was ask to see his so called "Galactic Mothy" form, he honestly had no response.

The Harbinger let out a nervous chuckle, scratching the back of his head.

"Do you mean my Foul Legacy form..?"

They nodded, their eyes nearly sparkling as their excitement grew.

"Yes! Big, sparkly, with wings!"

Childe held his nervous smile, as much as he wanted to show off his strength, he did not want to deal with the after effects of Foul Legacy.

"Galactic Mothy! Galactic Mothy!" They cheered.

He sighed, scanning the area around them. Luckily they weren't anywhere near the public, or he would have had to get rid of someone for over hearing.

Childe summoned his vision before taking a step back and activating his delusion. The familiar power overtaking his body, expanding his muscles and giving him the ability to use electro.

His god clapped their hands as they watched him transform, the stars on his cape making them spring up and and gasp.

As the Harbinger finished his transformation, he stepped onto the ground and watched as his god circled him, touching different parts of his delusion.

"Can you feel it when I touch the fluff?"

"How can you see?"

"Can I have your cape?"

They spewed questions out as Childe tried to keep up, doing his best to answer.

"Can I touch your eyeball? And do you feel that?"

Childe sputtered as more and more questions fell out of their mouth, not even knowing how to answer some of them.

He took ahold of their hand that was reaching up to his mask's eye.

"Your grace.." he began with a sigh.

It was then that he realized, he didn't feel any pain as the delusion began to wear off.

As he transformed back into his usual self, he felt fine. He flexed his muscles and took a deep breath before sending a smile towards his god.

"Perhaps we could continue this at night?" He spoke before grabbing their hand and leading them away.

"Oh oh! You really are like a moth, definitely not a butterfly" They interrupted him.

Honestly, Childe didn't know whether to take offense to that or not.