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heedmywarnings · 3 months
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the second to fall
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help?
Where am I?
What a common question to ask when you get teleported in the middle of nowhere. Except this place is not nowhere, this is genshin. Fucking Inazuma.
This is bad, I haven't completed the dam Archon Quest yet! Yeah, I know Fontaine is out but the Anti-Shogun training was so, so infuriating!
Ugh, now I don't know what the hell to do!
I guess, wandering around isn't such a bad idea. I mean, you don't get to migrate into some hit game everyday!
...nor do you get targeted by a a group of fatui.
Seriously, what's up with them! I was walking around and the dude almost shot me with a gun! Like, take me out to dinner first or something. Like the chosen one that I am, I obviously managed to defeat them get captured.
"Hey, where are you taking me?" I ask the buff anemo dude, I was met with radio silence. Is this what they mean when they say the silence is too loud? Oh whatever, I'm sure I can find something to do to entertain myself while I get captured, or something.
I don't know.
I should be dead right now.
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Oh well, what a miracle I suppose.
"Do not make a noise, or your throat will be slit." I hear geo mage guy say before I nodded vigorously, because no way in hell will I be slit. That shit hurts like hell.
So here I sit, at a dock with my arms tied with a rope that burns my arms and a cloth in my mouth. Kinda pathetic, not gonna lie.
I'll be finishing this when I have time😥😥😥😥
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heedmywarnings · 4 months
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FunFact: The Fraud series is based off of Actaeon's tale.
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heedmywarnings · 4 months
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Random shit that happened in my life but I put genshin characters over them to hide my pain.
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Akademiya days*
-Kaveh, distributing returned work sheets and gives Al Haitham his-
Al Haitham, flipping the paper over to find his full address written: What the fuck?
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Xingqiu: Wouldn't it be nice if the protagonist fell inlove with dearly, sought after love interest?
Chongyun: Hah, can't relate.
Xingqiu: Why not?
Chongyun, obviously talking about Xingqiu: Well, we're just friends..
Xingqiu: Be more. Be best friends.
Chongyun: Let's be super best friends
Xingqiu: Let's be boyfriends.
Chongyun: WHAT 0///0
Xingqiu: boy friends*
Chongyun: oh.
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This has been in my drafts since 2021 or 2022 bruh
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heedmywarnings · 4 months
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Okay, so who's like Arctos in the story then..??
Arctos is the 6th person who wrote in the Journal of the First Impostor.
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heedmywarnings · 4 months
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The Fraud of an Archon.
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Venti deals with the grief of the Impostor's death. Only for it to happen again.
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Venti let himself get humiliated.
His secrets flew out of the Impostor's mouth. It was understandable and could barely even hate them for it. Its just that it felt like he was betraying his own people, come on, leaving for a long time, only coming back because the there was an Overseer copycat needing to be executed? Then he just had to have a chest filled with controversies about "stealing" his friend's face to which the Impostor just conveniently had a key to unlock with! ...Then leaving his nation a second time to avoid the confrontations! Really, Venti was just distressed that a second execution was happening.
Wait no,
When did that happen?
Venti was never humiliated, his secrets never flew out of anyone's mouth.
Why is he remembering a false memory? Why does the less favorable memory of wind doubts his own?
...Ah, him and that Impostor are so alike, slowly descending into madness.
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The bard sat up on a sturdy branch of Vanessa's tree since it felt like the ground would just swallow him whole. Oh how nice life would be if things just remained with him and his friend. No execution, no war, no fraud. Or maybe he just wants to escape the very tragic situation he finds himself in.
Venti wonders, do the rest of the Archons feel this way? Or is it truly just him feeling guilt for an Impostor, and feigning concern for the Overseer?
...The bard can't help but think of the Overseer as a tyrant. He knows he shouldn't, because what good or harm have they done? They're just like Venti, honestly, they were some divine being who let their subjects choose and roam freely.
But, the way the Overseer's children reacts is.. a cause for a concern. Yet he can't find it in himself to separate himself from them. Even in a moment of despair, he'll seek the guidance of the Overseer.
What does freedom really mean, if demanded of you by a God? ...Venti isn't sure, as he realized that his freedom was stripped away the moment he used his power as an Archon to commit an unforgiveable transgression.
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0:31 - 0:37
Past
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heedmywarnings · 4 months
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Clockwork
A typical, average SAGAU fic.
Mentions of: Blood and injury.
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It all ran like clockwork.
Someone sees me, words fly, a hunt pursues, I run. I run, I bleed, I endure, I hide.
Rinse and repeat, like clockwork.
I run, I bleed, I endure, I hide.
I run, I bleed, I endure, I hide.
I run, I bleed, I don't endure.
I run, I bleed, I endure, I hide.
I run, I bleed, I endure, I hide.
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I'm not sure when it'll all end.
They say being used to pain wasn't possible, you just adapt to it. Have I adapted the pain yet? Or is it just preparing for another cut across my face?
I look horrible.
It was all just fanfiction, words on a screen on a a dark night. A moon so close I could almost mistake it for a hospital light. Fantasy isn't all about magic and different races of life.
I wish it was though.
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Is yesterday, today? Or is tomorrow, today? I don't think it matters. It is 3:00 PM, I think.
I remember him, Al Haitham: Scholar of the Sumeru Akademi. What's he doing here so, so far away from Inazuma? Doesn't he study stars or something? I don't think the white streaks of lightning will appreciate his presence, or maybe its just me. The moment I step on this nation's grass, I was almost struck! Nice.
Where am I, again?
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How do I drive Al Haiffam away? Doesn't he need to do his.. alchemical duties or something? Oh, its not her that needs to be driven away, it's me.
So I moved away.
Now, All Hatham is gone.
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It all run like clockwork.
Time and time again, I just use the unfortunate events of my everyday life to measure the time.
An arrow on my ankle? 8:00 AM
A gash on my knee? 10:00 AM
Food poisoning? 12:00 PM
A group of pursuers? 4:00 PM
Sighting of a familiar face? 6:00 PM
An open wound in my abdomen? 8:00 PM
A ding? Bedtime.
...I think.
Every time I wake up, my wounds are healed so that they can return once more.
It all ran like clockwork.
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heedmywarnings · 4 months
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The Fraud and The Boy
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"I used to be somewhat of a human myself too, yknow." The fraud said, its hair covered its face -- if it still had one.
"You still look human... but, what happened to you?" The boy, 'he' asked as he clutched rusted bars of the doorless cell that separates the two children.
In response, The fraud merely chuckled. A gurgle of blood and saliva. "I still look human?" It whispered, "Many devils looks like humans." Every time it spoke, it hurts.
"But... you're not a devil." His frown deepened, this was not a suitable topic for children. "I am, that's why I'm like this." The fraud responded.
"Will I... end up like you, too?" The boy meekly asked, he suddenly grew weak at the imagination of ending up like the fraud.
"Not if you run fast enough."
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Enough with the unknown names.
Present.
Venti wandered through the streets of Mondstadt, he wanted to find a different place to put his performance. He'd taken a tip from a self-proclaimed bard named Helen, "When you're high up, everyone can hear your voice!" She said.
Venti figured that the highest place would be the Barbato- his statue, but he already goes there a bazillion times! He was at a lost.
Oh whatever, he'll still end up in the same place again, and again, and again.
Climbing the familiar stone steps upwards, he began to hear voices, not so friendly voices. Voices laced with venom.
"Hey, a friend of mine from Inazuma said that nation is on a wide search looking for an Impostor."
What?
"Impostor? Like, our Overseer's Impostor? Another one, seriously? That has to be some sort of a joke."
Just a joke.
"No no, its true! There have been eye witnesses."
They shouldn't have eyes.
Venti stopped listening.
He ran down, he would have tripped if not for the wind catching him.
No, don't.. not again. Wasn't one time enough for them!? Then again, there was always just One Last Time, isn't there? What do they want? What do they gain from this?
But there was never a 'Last.' Because Once Was Never Enough for them.
Is Beelzebul too... close-minded about the whole situation? Or is she just ignoring it, just like her sister when it first happened?
Venti didn't want to be Barbatos anymore. Once was enough, he doesn't want to announce the execution of the innocent, nor does he want to witness it.
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"This is the second day you've called for me, have you missed me that much?" Kaeya teased, as he took a seat across the table.
"Yes and no." Diluc responded as he took a sip of grape juice, "Oh, a direct answer. How rare." Kaeya laid back.
"Anyways, my intelligence caught wind of something. Another impostor." Diluc cut to the chase catching Kaeya off-guard.
"No one can be a real fake, Diluc." Kaeya said as he twirled stray locks of his blue hair. "What do you mean by that?" His brother asked, the grape juice being cold and forgotten amidst the conversation.
"What I mean is, history repeats itself."
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Past.
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heedmywarnings · 4 months
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oh.
did you really have to?
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heedmywarnings · 4 months
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The Fraud & The Overseer
A rewrite of my SAGAU impostor au.
The First To Fall.
You cried, you bled, you thrashed and thrashed against the chains that bind you to your inevitable and horribly cruel fate. Fate attempts to end you, and Fate is doing so well so far. How are you not dead yet?
Even the sweet release of death was a much more better fate than the ones given to you by the Heavenly Principles. Yet said "Heavenly Principles" had cursed you with a face akin to the Creator, the Overseer! ...knowing that those crazed acolytes will foolishly take the bait and hunt you down. Honestly, what sin did you commit?
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The Heavenly Principles were just fancy brutes, yet they dare judge sin with the face that expresses the epitome of sin. Yet, they ignore and excuse the treacherous elevated ones Jealousy? Rage? Sin? What is it? What did you do? The lack of belief from the Gods? That must be it, the Gods are punishing me you.. yes.
You don't believe in them. So they don't believe a sinner should walk on their God's creation.
Truly disgusting.
It's so odd, very odd to the point that the oddity of everything is just driving you insane! Why would the Creator allow this? Where even is the creator? So they're just going to let their crazy, fanatic creations run rampant torturing innocent(?) people around!?
The creator is a God after all, no human. They have no semblance of humanity. google
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They were traitors, no, why would they betray us you? They don't know you, but you don't know them. So why were you the one to suffer such unfair fate!?
You have forgotten yourself in a fit of rage.
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That is not you.
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The remnants of what you would call a human stood still before a noose, completely oblivious of whoever is talking. All they know is that they were reciting my their crimes, one by one.
The pain of all the faults that wronged them started to seep in, making their empty heart ache. The noose served its purpose as it was hung tightly on their frail neck, yet the rope broke with her head still tied, decapitating thwm. The pain came and go, so did my their head.
Oh what a pity, but that's their fault for being a lousy thief and stealing their most precious God's face. Such a pitiful, disappointing soul.
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Fuck that.
Is this what they want? Me, dead? Those childish fucking Archons are just so stupid aren't they!? They're just little, insignificant lap dogs who'd follow the Heavenly Principles if it was by the name of their fucking Creator!
And they'd eat it up, again and again and again!
Even as I write this, the blood from my fingers starts dripping like my pen's ink. My blood? Red. I'd kill myself if I were to bleed the same color as that accursed creator. Its not that I'm "worthy" of such a privilege as bleeding the same color as them, its that I'm damn thankful me and them aren't the same... "creature"
Fuck being pitiful, Who would have pity on a heretic like me? Actually, no. Why are they so damn angry at me because I don't worship them? This goes to show how egoistic they are, how incompetent and irresponsible of such "godly duties."
IT'S THEIR FUCKING FAULT. NOT MINE. I don't give a shit if they go and kneel to that accursed statue and offer my body to that ugly carving of stone!
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After all, I'm still alive. And I will, unfortunately, remain alive. Again, and again and again.
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"Such a shame they died after this entry." Diluc sighs as he closed the journal and gently placed it on the table.
"What gives the impression?" Kaeya raised a brow, twirling a strand of his navy hair. His expression was serious unlike his laidback nature, it could almost be mistaken for fear.
"The pages after are literally soaked in blood." His brother(?) replied, pulling a new newspaper clippings from a drawer, "Their blood is red, they... were framed as a God."
Though both knew of the revelation, it still struck fear down their spines, "And this one. What color do you think they bleed?" Diluc asked as he pointed an image of you, with the headline that included the word 'Impostor.'
"Red." He answered.
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Future.
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heedmywarnings · 6 months
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why was I so messy when doing my madterlist like what the fuck?
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heedmywarnings · 6 months
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Are you okay??????? -🎼
yeah, still on the brink of expulsion but yeah all's good
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heedmywarnings · 6 months
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Holyyyyy ITS BEEN SO LONG EHSKBSISNA I DONT REMEMBER ANYTHING!!! I MEAN I KINDA REMEMBER SOME RANDOM WORDS HERE AND THERE, THE VIDEO I MADE A POST ABT AND THE WHOLE ' ' BUT NOTHING ELSEEEEE
I bet I’ve missed a lot of stuff, haven’t I? I’ll try to catch up when I get enough free time and brain juice for it
I mean I haven't posted shit in a long time so u ain't missing out
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heedmywarnings · 6 months
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Dude, I'm lost. I don't really get what tf is happening in your sagau fic anymore. Is all your sagau masterlist one fic? What's up with the creepy imagery? What's up in general?
i actually have no idea
the best way to confuse people is to confuse yourself💯💯💯
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heedmywarnings · 7 months
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Shogun(s) P1(?)
co-ruling shogun & kuni archons au<<
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"Logic over emotions, Kunizukushi."
The cold voice of the Raiden Shogun would make anyone shiver, along with cold, stoic gaze. However it was only her and her brother.
"I know, sister... this isn't my first duel," Kuni sighed rather loudly as he continued to sign a few papers, some even scattered carelessly on the floor.
Raiden raised a brow, "But you are not dueling? Ah, is this your way to propose a dueling against me?" She asked, preparing her spear.
"Ah! That's not what I me-!"
"Draw your weapon."
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"I thought you both agreed on a duel? How did you both manage to tear of eachother's limb? Such ludicrousy..."
The voice sighed. Honestly, she sounds like a mother dealing with her two misbehaving children right now.
"Kunizukushi proposed the idea."
"No I didn't! You were already drawing your weapon!"
Raiden glared at her brother, but he returned it with an irritated scowl.
"You said duel-"
"And!? It was an idiom!!"
"What's an idiom?"
The voice sighed again, seemingly more frustrated than before.
"Enough with the both you. Kunizukushi, finish the paperwork. Raiden, like... do something with the people, I guess."
She scolded. Kuni and Raiden swore they could hear her muttering about them 'interrupting her connection to the heavenly principles.'
"Nuh uh! No way am I letting you with the people!"
Kuni raised his voice.
"But Raiden Ei said I can do whatever-"
Once, again, she was cut off.
"You do the paperwork, I'll watch over the people or something."
"Okay."
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'That was actually... surprisingly easy? Normally she wouldn't accept anything that involves changing responsibilities.'
"Almighty Shogun! Almi- *huff...* Almighty Shogun!"
"General Kujou, who is that lunatic screaming my name?" Kuni asks, his kasa covering his face as he didn't bother to look up.
"It's... it's a resistance soldier!" General Kujou replied, her voice expression surprise.
"!?"
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heedmywarnings · 8 months
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never take risks
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heedmywarnings · 8 months
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Severe Case of Not-Giving-A-Fuck
By yours truly, the most confusing writer in this app. Also yes, I will finish this. Yes, this story is unfinished. Why? Why not?
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Okay I've abused this plot more than I've abused my own OC's so have this very bland meal I've prepared for people stalking this probably dead tag.
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Why am I in this situation again? Who knows.
You just woke and found yourself in a Danganronpa class trial- wait no. This is the Opera House? I mean, I just woke up, man. I thought Neuvilette was Monokuma.
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[I'm an artistic genius, I know.]
"Goodmorning, and welcome! ...my graceless, divine fraud!" A voice shooked me awake, not really but it gathered some of my remaining attention.
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Fuck, Monomi? She was cool, but I didn't like her all that much. Wait no, that's Furina. I guess they're alike... in a way, I suppose.
"...what the fuck?" I murmured, though everyone probably heard it. "So, uhm. Morning?" Seriously, what the fuck is happening?
"Dearest Dark Diva of Divinal Deception! Are you ready to fight me until your blood has been drenched upon the foundation of my empire?" Furina laughed uproariously.
Okay maybe she's not really a Monomi, maybe a Gundham?
"Fight? Kay... do we start now or what?" I asked, honestly, I can't even open my eyes.
"Wha- first that blonde traveler, now you!? A-Am I not intimidating-?!" Furina grumbled in frustration. Neuvilette coughed, "Lady Furina, I'd advise you to calm down, especially in this scenario," He said.
So, Monokuma is Monomi, and Monomi is now a spineless Monokuma? Weird.
"Are we gonna fight with our bare hands? I don't really have a weapon." I yawned.
A person spoke up, "What are you suggesting to do, fraud?" Is it a monokub? Ah no, just Chlorinde. "Fight, isn't that what she wanted?" I point at the Archon.
"She means a Fight in court," Mono- Neuvilette responded.
Ah. A fight in Court. ....boring.
"Kay. Do we start now?"
"Do you even know what you're being accused of?"
"Should I know?"
...
"Very well. Let's begin," the Chirf Justice declared.
"Oh wait, who's the one prosecuting me?"
"You're worried about that?" Furina chimed in.
She sighed, "If you must know! Then take a look for yourself."
As she said those words, I turned to look at the individuals on the opposite side of the room.
"...Navia..? Oh wait, no its the Traveler. Sorry, you were both blonde."
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heedmywarnings · 8 months
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hey i need to get my priorities straight
u don't rmbr wtf these are? here's an idiotic explanation:
behold is the sagau series where reader is a huge ass eldritch and zhongli is the master of the dude but like I jave no idea what's happening to the plot, don't worry thr plot will be good
random interactive fic is where you got tossed in genshin and the Narrator is like: ur good bruv just be a functioning member of society ig
I'm not funny wtf is this shit seriously
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