The entire Genshin squad were preparing to come get you from Earth and convince you to come to Teyvat, but Albedo and Sucrose's dimension portal began to malfunction, causing it to suck everything in its close vicinity. Unfortunately for Venti, he was super close to the machine in his excitement to be the first to cross over and meet you, so he was sucked in immediately. He was caught off guard so he wasn't able to fight the vacuum that pulled him in. The others were quick to run and escape as the machine exploded and blew off Albedo's lab.
Everyone thought Venti died and mourned him.
"Ooh, ouch. That made me dizzy."
Venti held his head with a hand as he willed the dizziness away. This is almost as bad as a hangover after a fun night at Angel's Share, though as he continued to stay still, the faster it subsided. Once he has completely recovered, he opens his eyes and looks up from his position on the floor.
There you were, in all your glory. Wearing an office suit and seated on your swivel chair, infront of your glass table and computer. You looked like you were in the middle of a talk with your assistant when Venti arrived, and now you were both gawking at him just like he's staring at you, open mouthed.
You look... you look... absolutely divine. Powerful.
You snap your mouth closed and turn to your assistant, clearing your throat as your expression smooths itself back to cool indifference.
"Cancel all my appointments for this afternoon."
You turn to look at Venti and the look in your eyes made the bard blush a soft pink. Despite being fully clothed, he feels bare under your intense gaze. You licked your lips and smirked. Pink now turned to a furious red.
"...I'm afraid there's a huge change of plan." You chuckled.
SWEET DUMMY HOUSEHUSBAND VENTI WITH CEO!READER WHO SIMPS FOR HIM.
Venti is so pampered, all sorts of vintage wine being handed to him by you almost everyday. Any instrument he asks of you are immediately delivered, and you always seem so pleased with yourself when he kisses your cheek in gratitude. You take him to private islands you own when you feel like he's becoming a bit stir crazy inside your billion dollar home, and you let him experience things he never could in Teyvat, like riding a plane.
You, tired from all of your CEO work and talking with greedy rich people trying to curry favor with you, coming home to Venti and his sweetly simple dishes.
"But we have maids, love." You gently reminded him as you gently kissed his lips. "You didn't need to cook. You know you could just order them to do it."
"I know, my muse. But they'd never be able to put my secret ingredient on the dishes!"
"And what, pray tell, is that secret ingredient?"
Venti rubbed your noses together, his eyes sparkling with adoration. "Why, love of course! They'd never love you like I do."
You melted against his arms and he was all too happy to lead you to your chair and helped you in. He even fed you himself as he cracked silly jokes, lifting your mood. He even massages your shoulders, all the remaining tension leaves your body completely. He sings a song he composed while you were out working and you've never felt so loved.
You just know you'll never find another man like him, who never cared about your riches.
Meanwhile in his mind, Venti rejoices. He internally thanks the machine for transporting him safely in your world. Now, he's yours and you're his.
Here's hoping the others won't attempt to cross over again, so he could keep you all to himself.
Bayonetta!Reader accidentally saving Nahida from her imprisonment without them wanting to and now they're calling her "little one" waaah waaaah
Nahida slowly being taught bravery and to stand up for herself, and finally getting rightfully angry at the injustice she suffered and continue to suffer alongside Bayonetta!Reader......
Nahida slowly looking at Bayonetta!Reader like her parental figure. Her guardian. The first time she was held protectively and loved. Bayonetta!Reader letting her cry once in their arms, then when she calmed down, telling her to shed tears no more.
"You're a god. There's NOTHING you cannot do, and nothing you cannot overcome, little one."
Lesser Lord Kusanali? Nay, she is going to rise up and be the Greater Lord this time.
The literal dendro glow within her eyes and hair made you smile proudly.
I bet my left butt cheek that Venti has written an entire Barbatos x Creator fanfiction book at some point during the time he was awake as a hobby and for shits and giggles. He was deadass drunk and so accidentally left it somewhere near the Cathedral, and some nun found it and thought it was written by Barbatos (true) and that this is the story of how they fell in love and got together (false).
Venti was panicking because, "where the fuck is my Barbatos/Creator book that I wrote for laughs?" and he screams internally when one day he attended mass as a mortal several hundred years later (he never found the book) and Barbara just told him, "May the Holy Lovers, the Anemo Archon and All-Creator protect you" as he entered. Then Sister Victoria preaches about the holy love that Barbatos shared with the Creator and he nearly died because when she whipped out an old book he was like, WAIT OH LORD BARBATOS THAT'S HIS FANFICTION BOOK.
PLEASE DON'T READ THAT IN FRONT OF EVERYONE AAAAAA—
A sort of Part 2 for my Venti creating fanfic of him and the All Creator together
IMAGINE THIS:
What if, somehow, all of the self-indulgent fanfictions you wrote about yourself and the other acolytes comes with you in a form of a very, very thick book. Or a collection of books.
Your acolytes bicker and fight amongst themselves for a glimpse of your fanfic collection, wanting to get a peek at the different "lives" you lead with the archons.
THERE ARE SO MANY AUs.
An alternate universe where you and Morax meet in a coffee shop where you are a barista and Morax is a regular customer you got together with in the end of the story. An alternate universe where Ei is your childhood friend that you have a massive crush in. An alternate universe where Barbatos is in a boy band called 5wirl along with Aether, Xiao, Kazuha, and Heizou and you are his greatest fan. An alternate universe where you are a high school student and the Tsaritsa is the queen bee of the entire school who you admire.
You wanted to cry because they're reading it all out loud... but most people got more invested on your and Barbatos' story because it seemed more well thought out with lots of different plot twists and subverting of expectations. It appeared so real to them that everyone thought it was actually a life you led with him, because you even wrote a sequel book for your and his child's love story-.
Disney Princess AU, except you, the Reader, is an actual Disney Princess-like person.
Imagine Giselle from Enchanted. Imagine that's you. And it's imposter AU.
Everyone is out for your blood and you're running, getting help from your cute "hili-friends" and little forest creatures. Semi-sentient Teyvat shields you from your acolytes whose mouths are metaphorically frothing in rage like a man inflicted with rabies because YOU ARE STILL FUCKING BREATHING THE AIR THAT THE ALMIGHTY CREATOR SHOULD BE BREATHING.
You, scared and alone, begin to sing some Disney song to express your feelings.
Imagine you get kidnapped by the Treasure Hoarders because they heard you singing, and they were going to hand you over to the acolytes. But something happens as you all negotiated and talked and now you and these grown ass men and women are singing "I've Got a Dream" but with a few twists (the Treasure Hoarders' actual dreams and yours).
One thing led to another after that and now these hoarders recognized you as the benevolent god, and swore to follow you wherever you plan to lead them. Besides, how could they not know you're someone special? You sing the most beautiful of tunes and Teyvat dances to your song, and they swear no bard or songstress can ever surpass you. No, not even Barbatos himself; in fact, he'd be in tears due to how divine your voice is. The world spits out all of its hidden treasures at your feet, worshipping you. The hoarders were never out of gold and jewels.
You are so kind, so precious, and so innocent. Celestia forbid those damned acolytes get their hands on you again; they may be vision bearers and archons, but they have the Creator by their side and their melodious voice.
Dear God, keep singing. You were the only one to see the best in them, to see their ugly side and still consider them friends and treat them so kindly. All the treasure hoarders gather under your flag; Raptor and Big Sis, the two big bosses of the two largest Treasure Hoarder groups in Mondstadt and Liyue are your most ferocious protectors.
You were the most precious treasure they've gotten a hold of. Have no fear, they will protect you and your pure heart.
Whiney Venti wanting to leave your embrace to do both archon and bard stuff but you keep kissing him and holding him so close and he loves it so much because you're warm and soft while the world is cold and harsh and he doesn't want this moment to end and, and—
...And he's been effectively trapped and captured.
You're EoS!Reader as an established nun and the sisters (reluctantly) asks you for a favor. There's a green-clad bard singing blasphemy in front of Barbatos' giant statue and they want you to deal with him.
"Make him stop singing ridiculous and fabricated songs about the Anemo Archon. We don't care how, just... please. We can't bear his disrespect to our god any longer!"
So you, a good sister that you are, approaches Venti to do what your fellow worshippers wish. You were right on cue as well, because he's just finished singing.
He spots the ever silent, mysterious nun approaching him and gives the sweetest smile he could muster. You are a most devout disciple; he looks forward to your casual, yet very respectful prayer and your food offerings are the best of the best. Naturally, he has a very soft spot for you.
Venti clears his throat and fixes his bow tie. This is your first official meeting. He has to impress.
"Greetings, Sister (Name)! Ehe... how may I help you?"
In Venti's perspective, you were completely unfazed by his friendly demeanor. Even if you were affected, you never showed. Your veil partially covers your eyes, so he couldn't tell. He discreetly tries to peek underneath, but you moved your head slightly downward to further hide them from view. If he tries to peek anymore, he'd be obvious.
"Do you accept requests?" you asked him. Even your voice don't betray your emotion. It's chilly like the winds in Dragonspine, but he doesn't shiver.
"Yes, I do!" He lifts his lyre and poses like he's going to play another tune. "Just say what story you wish to hear and I'll sing it for you."
You released a soft hum, your head's position still hiding your eyes. He waits in anticipation, his smile unwavering.
"Then I request for your silence."
Venti pauses, lowering his lyre slightly while he gapes at you like a fish. There's a long awkward quiet between you two. He almost forgot there's an audience until one of them laughed.... then followed by the rest until they're guffawing like hyenas. Venti feels his cheeks grow warm under the embarassment.
You turn your head slightly towards the laughing crowd and they suddenly grew silent. Then one by one, they left the two of you alone.
It's still silent. Venti still can't speak, his mouth still slightly open. He's still processing your sheer audacity to request him to shut the hell up.
Your attention turns towards him again and your lips quirk up into the tiniest smile, and Venti was once again floored.
Your audacity... your enigma... He could write a song about it.
"Thank you for fulfilling my request." You finally spoke, handing him a small pouch full of mora. "Now I request for you to leave." Another pouch of mora was place in his hand. And then you turned to leave. He doesn't stop you.
Venti wordlessly leaves the city. When he finally recovers from the shock of getting told to shut the fuck up and leave in a graceful passive aggressive way, he opens the two pouches to count how much you paid him.
After counting, he was once again rendered speechless.
YOU JUST PAID HIM 100,000 MORA TO SHUT HIS MOUTH AND GET OUT.
Venti begins laughing. This is more than what he could earn in several months!
Oh, how you amuse him.
Then he hears you praying as per usual, and he could feel that you left an offering for him once again. He grins.
