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Oracle!Reader Part 2

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The waves hit the boat gently as you wait for the sound of people to get quieter. Once the cawing of birds is the most prominent sound, you jump out of the boat onto the shore. You walk up Amakane Island and keep your head low as you pass by stalls and people.

You get to mask stall which is thankfully empty at the moment. A jagged fox mask with the lower half missing and gold accents catches your eye. You put it on right as the vendor comes back to the stall.

You smile excitedly at the two men feeling more confident with your identity hidden. The mask showing the bottom half of your face is a necessary sacrifice. Body language is a double-edged sword for lying that you've learned to wield expertly.

"Hello, are you the vendor for these masks? I really like this gold one, I couldn't resist trying it on. How much is it?"

The vendor sees the mask you're wearing and laughs nervously.

"Hello dear customer but I'm afraid it broke when two other customers were fighting over it. You could come back tomorrow, and I could give you a mask with that same color or you could pick a different mask now."

You skirt around the offer and distract him with more questions. It's not like you have any mora to pay with. Your tone is sympathetic and sweet.

"I'm sorry to hear that happened. If you don't mind, I would like to know why they were fighting over it."

"Well as everyone knows, gold is heavily associated with the creator and that happened to be the last mask. The Yashiro guard that usually stands guard is escorting them to the prison."

"Oh, I see. Actually, do you mind answering some of my questions? You see I'm a traveler and I like to listen to stories about the creator. Each region has their own variations about the creator so I'm curious about Inazuma's!"

Your smile is bright, and the man seems to perk up at your words. He begins explaining about acolytes, praying times, the creator's image and even more.

Simply put the playable characters are acolytes and it's a high honor if they have been awakened. Which is a fancy word for saying that you pulled and won them.

No one knows the creators real name meaning you can still live on as Y/N. They believe that after creating the world you were now resting inside a different world. That now that you were awakening acolytes, you would be arriving soon.

It's when he mentions sacrificing that you feel dread pool inside you. This is a cult; you have a fucking cult. Ironic how Ei almost sacrificed you to yourself.

After getting all the information you needed from the man, you walk away. Still wearing the mask without paying for it. The vendor will probably realize in a little while, but you would be long gone by then.

You look back at your boat wondering how you could get rid of it. Ei saw it meaning that she'll be able to recognize it as long as you have it nearby.

You look at Byakko Plain where a teleport waypoint should be. If you could get to it, activate it then your plan of discarding the boat should work.

As you walk across the sand and soft waves from Amakane to Byakko you see 3 treasure hoarders and a nobushi. Right in the middle and right in your way.

Could you outrun them? Probably not. Fight them and win? Maybe the treasure hoarders but that nobushi is dangerous. Your only choice is to retreat and have one of your acolytes defeat them. It felt weird referring them like that but this whole thing is bizarre.

Just as you turn around, you hear them yell. The nobushi pulls out his sword, a treasure hoarder takes out throwing knives, another a crossbow, and the third uses a paddle.

You have no choice but to fight. Gritting your teeth, you skid across the sand to avoid getting hit by the knives and arrows. The nobushi sprints and slashes his sword to hit you at the same time the paddle treasure hoarder rushes after you.

You jump away just in time to see them hit each other instead of you. The sword stabs the paddle guy right in the stomach and the two other treasure hoarders freeze at the sight. The nobushi pulls the sword out unfazed.

The two treasure hoarders watch in horror as paddle guy coughs up blood and falls to the ground.

"What the hell man?! Why would you stab him like that?!" The treasure hoarders start yelling and aiming at the nobushi. The nobushi glares at them and starts walking toward them. The blood on his blade glints in the sunlight and you try not to think about the blood that is splattered on your shirt.

Using the argument between the nobushi and treasure hoarders, you pick up the paddle. The nobushi will probably kill both treasure hoarders and attack you again.

It's better to take out the nobushi and fight the treasure hoarders then run away. As you sneak up behind the nobushi, the treasure hoarders see you and stay silent.

The nobushi prepares to swing and cut down the treasure hoarders. It exposes the back of his neck, and you swing the paddle hard. Your hit lands and the paddle breaks from the force.

The nobushi falls to the ground leaving you exposed as you pant from the strength needed for the blow to be effective. The treasure hoarders stare at you in some shock as they tremble from their life so close to being over.

"So, uh truce?" You offer as you stand up straight. They look at their weapons and look back at you. Their hesitance unnerves you and you drop the broken paddle remains. They get a dangerous glint in their eyes now that you're unarmed.

You smile and pick up the nobushi's sword in a flash. Pointing it at them, you spoke with a drawl.

"Which do you think is faster? Your shitty aiming knives and arrows? Or this sword that's almost as tall as you?"

You touched the teleport waypoint as you watched the treasure hoarders run away. That sword was heavy as hell and only the adrenaline coursing through you in that moment gave you the strength to lift it so easily.

You held a small bag of mora, an old handguard, and 3 treasure hoarder insignia. You opened the bag that you got from the house you woke up in. You put it all in and close the bag. You didn't expect that enemy drops would still exist. The blood on the materials stained your hand and left you a chill.

Watching the teleport become gold you open the screen and open the map. You click on the first teleport waypoint you opened on Kannazuka. The same one where Ei found you.

There were two options, both had the words 'teleport waypoint' but one was gold. You pressed the gold option, and your vision went white.

Pressing your hands to your eyes, you open them slowly. It actually worked. You teleported to Kannazuka island. In a daze you walk to the waverider and summon the boat. You open the screen and teleport back to Byakko Plain.

Your eyes close automatically as you teleport. When you open them again at Byakko Plain, you look to see the boat gone. Pushing down the relief at it working, you try to remember what you needed to do next.

The cold wet feeling of blood on your clothes was creeping you out. Plus your clothes were so unique that Ei could definitly recognize you from it.

You pace the path as you think. The small amount of mora you put in your bag was all you had. But how much could a shirt, pants, and shoes cost? A potato was like 100 mora so the price should be around 4,500 mora. And even that's the least amount it can cost.

You open your bag to check the mora and instead of seeing inside the bag, a screen is there. It's the same screen you see when you open your bag in Genshin.

Well at least you won't have to worry about weight or food expiring. But unlike the bag you have in Genshin, this one is nearly completely empty. So, it's not connected to the bag you have in your account.

You look to the bottom and see 108 mora. You select the insignia and handguard. You try to trash them to see if you can get any mora from that. The game warns you nothing can be recovered, and you cancel the trashing.

Maybe you should just steal? It's your only option at this point. No one would be willing to accept help from a bloody masked stranger, nor will they accept 108 mora as a down payment. You really wanted to avoid stealing more than this mask. Clothes take a long time to make considering how the technology here isn't as advanced.

You trip over something small and pointy almost falling face first into the ground. You catch yourself and look to see that it's.

"Ushi?"

The cow moos at you and before mooing at a group of people running towards you.

"BEEFCAKE!"

Itto runs and picks Ushi up in a twirl nearly smacking you in the process. Kuki and his boys catch up as they breathe heavily. The only thing you can think as you watch Itto baby Ushi is.

'Dear god the game did not do him justice.'

Itto is huge, as tall as the nobushi you fought, and his muscles are nowhere near as flat as his game model.

"Boss, be more careful! You nearly hit them when you threw Ushi!"

Kuki scolds Itto as she points at you. Itto stops and looks at you in surprise seeming to finally notice your existence. Putting Ushi down Itto ruffles your hair and laughs.

"You mean this kid? C'mon if Ushi didn't nearly hit them, something else would."

"Sorry about him, he'll call anyone shorter than him 'kid'."

"It's fine, the bull, uh Ushi, you called him? Didn't hit me."

"Either way sorry about that compadre, but it's a good thing it didn't hit you. As an acolyte if he did hit you, you would probably be six feet under."

As gruesome as Itto's words sound, his actions are the opposite. He has an arm slung around your shoulders and a bright smile. Kuki who is usually more composed seems to be smiling judging by the crinkle at the edge of her eyes.

"Wow, you're an acolyte? Makes sense, a lot of vision users are. My name is Y/N, what are yours?"

Itto perks up at that and releases you. He stands in front of his gang facing you. The sun makes his red horns glint as he spreads his arms animatedly.

"I'm Arataki 'The One and Oni' Itto! I have many names but for time's sake I'll skip them this time to introduce you to the Arataki Gang."

He points to each of his members as he introduces them. "This is Shinobu Kuki, my deputy. She has a permit for everything - literally everything and is also an acolyte. Ushi is the auxiliary member; I call him Beefcake. Akira, Genta, and Mamoru are my boys and have been some of the longest standing members of the gang."

"You mean the only other gang members."

Shinobu corrects him. Spinning around to face her Itto shushes her a comically number of times. Not very quietly he whispers to her.

"Hey, hey don't ruin it for me. A new person is the best to get to join the gang."

Those words make you perk up as you watch Itto continue whisper-yelling at Shinobu. Honestly you wouldn't mind living as a member of the Arataki gang. It's not a criminal gang like the one you were in, in your old world. In fact, it would be even more fun than a normal job.

But there's no way you were staying in Inazuma with Ei hunting you down. You need to steer the conversation away from this into something more productive.

"Sorry if this is rude to say but are your horns real? This is my first time in Inazuma, so I've never seen anything like it before."

Itto abandons Shinobu's side to stand in front of you and comb his hair back with a proud grin.

"Indeed, they are real. Guess you didn't realize my clever wording in my title as the 'One and Oni' Itto. I'm a red oni and the best one there is!"

"That's why you have those red markings right? Plus, your clothing and accessories have all those horns too. So cool!"

Your voice heightens in a way that is similar to a fan. His reaction is just what you wanted. With a smile he juts out his thumb at himself as Shinobu shakes her head.

"Glad to see you recognize my awesomeness! Go ahead and praise me some more!"

"Don't encourage him anymore or else we'll be here for hours."

"Relax Shinobu, an amazing oni like me wouldn't let them stay out here for so long. C'mon Y/N we'll lead you to the city!"

Rubbing the back of your neck, you look down as you sheepishly admit.

"I don't think I can go in with clothes like these. Some treasure hoarders and a nobushi attacked me on my way to the city. So now my clothes are all cut up and dirty."

"What?! That's horrible, I swear if I see them, I'll-"

"Calm down boss, let's get them a change of clothes and then you can go after them."

Shinobu also seems a bit pissed at your story, interesting.

"We should have a spare uniform with the other materials, right? We can get the clothes along with the materials."

"But what if they got hurt? We can't have them walking like this! Akira, Genta, Mamoru! I'm gonna need you three to get the supplies and the old uniform. Shinobu and I will keep our new friend Y/N company in case anyone else tries attacking them."

You inwardly sigh in relief at not having to walk. Your heels still hurt from the electricity.

The boys hesitate as they give you a glance. Unlike Shinobu and Itto who seem to have an instant liking to you, the boys are unsure. Shinobu tries to explain to them.

"I know boss gets scammed nearly every time something like this happens, but I have a good feeling about Y/N. It's like I've meet them before, almost like an old friend."

The boys nod and leave feeling more assured with Shinobu on your side. Itto pats her back with a grin.

"You explained it almost as well as I would have."

"But maybe you should have gone with them. It'll be difficult to carry all those materials by themselves."

"Ah, have more faith Shinobu. They'll be fine. The shrine will look great."

This talk of materials and a shrine give you an inkling of what they're doing but you question them to be sure.

"By shrine, do you mean you're making a shrine for the creator?"

"That's right! It's almost the anniversary of the creator awakening the traveler, so we wanted to do something special. But it'll take some time for the boys to get back with the stuff. Why don't we have some fun in the meantime?"

That smile on Itto's face turns competitive as he stares down at you. It's infectious and before you know it, you have the same grin.

"What game are you suggesting? It would be fun to try an Inazuma game. You'll probably need the extra help of it being familiar too."

"Oh hoho! Shorty's got jokes! I'll take you on in any game. But since you want something Inazuma style then beetle fighting is the obviously best choice!"

Shinobu sighs affectionately as she watches Itto explain how beetle fighting works to you. She can't help but feel drawn to you and Itto feels the same way.

You find a huge purple reddish beetle and carefully carry it to the stage Itto set up.

"That's a good one Y/n, seems like the beetle likes you."

Shinobu comments as you bring it into view. The beetle moves in your hands as docile as a lamb and you pet the hard shell.

"That's great to know. Hope you won't be too mad when I beat Itto's ass."

"As if, just be prepared for him to challenge you to a 100 more matches."

"He wouldn't actually do that right?"

Shinobu adjusts her mask as she stays silent.

"Right???"

She only laughs as Itto bounds up to you both holding a good-sized purple beetle.

"I can tell this little guy has a beetle fighting spirit like no other! Be prepared to lose Y/N!"

With both beetles on the stage, the fight begins. Or that's what you would think if Itto's beetle wasn't immediately defeated.

You give your beetle a nice pat for a job well done as Itto picks up his beetle shocked.

"Alright, I lost that time, but this next round will be different. He just got stage fright is all."

Another round goes and you win again. Itto challenges you again and surprise, surprise you win again. This loop goes on and on until the boys arrive with the clothes and materials.

You cheer tiredly as Itto finally stops challenging you to help his gang with building the shrine. You pick up your tired beetle and hold him close to you as you watch them begin building.

Itto's beetle pinches your leg lightly to get your attention. You smile at the purple beetle and hold him too. Now out of battle the two beetles are friendly with each other.

"Never again Shinobu, that was at least 35 rounds."

"37 actually but hey, who's counting?"

You chuckle at her words and watch as she takes the uniform from the boys. She walks back and hands you the clothes.

"There's a small stall right on the outskirts of Inazuma City. You can change there."

You look at where she's pointing and thank her before going to it. You enter it and take off the mask. After changing clothes, you look at yourself in the mirror.

The outfit itself was Inazuma style with near unnoticeable patches. You never imagined you would be wearing clothes like this in Teyvat. Putting on the mask and looking back into the mirror, you feel more like a part of this world.

Was it because without it you would be hunted? Were you just able to disassociate better with it on? Or were you truly so isolated from the person you wished to be, that living with a mask and an altered identity was more comfortable?

You shake off those thoughts and leave the stall. You get back to where the Arataki gang is building the shrine. Your shrine. And sit beside Shinobu who is supervising to make sure they don't accidentally kill themselves.

You casually chat with Shinobu slowly bringing the conversation to the topic you want. You finally get to say the sentence that will serve as information bait.

"Actually, I'm trying to find a boat to Liyue. I want to keep exploring."

As much as you would love to stay in Inazuma a while longer to look around, Ei isn't the only one you were worried about. Yae, Heizou, and Ayato were all threats in their own right.

They're all good at sniffing out lies and mysteries. And you happen to be the biggest one, especially with this mask.

But Shinobu never got to reply to your comment as Sara approaches you all. Her stare is intimidating as she glares at Itto. Her voice has that same crisp professionalism that you remember her for.

"What is it that you all are doing here? The residents are complaining that your noise is distracting from their daily activities."

Itto gives an annoyed huff and stands up to face her.

"Me and the gang are building a shrine, thank you very much. I never do anything to attract more trouble, seriously what do you take me for? Like obviously I am the trouble, duh."

The way Sara examines the half-built shrine is similar to a stranger looking at a little kid's art piece.

"At least you're doing something productive for once. Despite that, you still need a permit to build one."

Shinobu sighs and stands up. Sara examines the permit from Shinobu before handing it back to her. Just as Sara was about to leave, she finally notices you.

"And who is this? You didn't drag them into your shenanigans, did you?"

The accusatory tone in her voice directed towards Itto made you smile but Itto's sputtered defense was what made you laugh. Sara watches you before approaching you.

"What is your name? I don't think I recognize you as a local or as a frequent traveler. I'm Kujou Sara, general of the Tenryou Commission."

"It's nice to meet you Sara, I'm Y/N. This is my first-time visiting Inazuma."

You smile innocently at her knowing how strict she was at her job. She went silent before saying.

"Your hair, your jaw shape even your smile is so similar to the creator."

Your heart drops when you hear that. Shinobu and Itto look at you too, they can see the resemblance. But your smile stays on your face with ease.

"I've heard that before but thank you for the compliment. Being similar in those features is a blessing."

Your tone is wistful like a shy admirer. Sara's suspicions seem to ease but she becomes curious instead.

"Where are you originally from? How often are you compared to the creator? Were you born with those similar features or did your face naturally change into it?"

With each question Sara gets closer and closer. Her tone has a rare curiosity and just a hint of reverence. It was a good decision to be wary of the cult and all the acolytes. It seems like most of them would react the same way Ei did if they saw your face.

"Your presence. If I'm not wrong, it feels exactly like how the creator would control us."

Her tone becomes cold and as you had no time to answer any of her questions, the suspicion has tripled.

You jump back as lightning flashes right where she was as she retreats a step. She stares at you waiting for your answer. Shinobu and Itto seem to fade in the background as you stare at Sara.

They all want answers. Answers that you don't have. The truth will only be seen as a lie and what lie could you possibly tell them that-

Oh.

That could work. Yes, it can definitely work.

You sigh and turn your head to the side while lowering it a little.

"I was hoping to keep quiet about this longer until I was sure of it but if you insist then I should tell you all the truth. Especially Itto and Shinobu since they've helped me out a lot."

You spin a story on how you woke up with little to no memories at a little shrine near Ritou. You rest your cheek on your hand as you recall how you heard the most beautiful voice state that you were now the creator's oracle. How you were told that you were not going to be controlled but be a way for everyone to communicate almost directly with the creator.

As you finish, they all stare at you with in slight suspicion but no hostility. You smile to yourself as you realize that they are willing to believe. That they could be convinced of your lie.

You play with your hands as you solemnly tell them that you understand that they may not believe you. That the creator even warned you of this being the most likely possibility.

Your smile is gentle, and your voice is a little hopeful as you explain that by communicating with the creator you could prove your status as an oracle.

"Prove it. Show us that you are truly the chosen oracle of the creator."

Sara says firmly.

"I want to believe you Y/N and I hate agreeing with Kujou chicken but I'm serious about the creator. I'll need to see this proof too or else I'll having to actually knock you with Beefcake as revenge for lying by using the creator. I speak for Shinobu and the gang."

You can see Shinobu roll her eyes at Itto's theatrics, but she doesn't interrupt. You smile and nod your head.

"Of course! Using the creator like that is blasphemous. I just need a small shrine to pray in private. If anybody sees or interrupts me, it could make the process go wrong."

Sara accepts that and leads you to a small temple in the middle of Byakko Plain. Which most definitely did not exist when you were still just a player.

You walk inside and stare at the murals that decorate the walls. It's you, undoubtedly so. Some are beautiful, while others are hauntingly sad. You can't help but let your eyes linger on the mural of you embracing a crying Thunderbird that was slowly becoming a Thunder Manifestation.

Probably Kapatcir, the Thunderbird that bonded with Ruu on Tsurumi Island. You never bothered to really memorize this kind of stuff but perhaps being the creator has made you automatically recall everything.

Sara leads you deeper into the temple until you stop at a alter. The altar itself is beautiful. A cobblestone base with Sakura, Amur Maple, and even some Otogi wood used to make the structure of it.

It reaches almost as high as the ceil and the trees wind around a statue of yourself. The statue depicts you with a peaceful expression and clasp hands.

You try to ignore the blood stains that cover the base of your statue. You go into a kneeling position and clasp your hands. Sara leaves the temple and it's only when the light from the door is gone that you relax.

The candles around your altar keep the temple bright and you open the screen.

You already know from experience that simply telling them private information will just lead you to be more suspicious. Instead, you switch out their weapons. From fully leveled weapons to dull blades, you close the screen.

You leave the temple and head back to where the gang and Sara is waiting. You hear the sounds of Itto trying (and failing) to challenge Sara to a rematch as you get into view.

Shinobu sees you first.

"Y/N! Did you finish praying?"

You nod with a gentle smile.

"I did and they answered my prayer. As we know, the creator can really only affect the acolytes so please take out your weapons."

"Gladly, I mean their grace gave me a wonderful fully upgraded Whiteblind that makes me even more powerful than I already am!"

Itto summons his weapon and holds it over his shoulder in a pose. Yet in his hands is a level 1, one star, Waster Greatsword. Shinobu sighs and breaks it to him.

"Boss look at your weapon."

"What? Why would I? It's fine, the creator gave me it before they even- Oh my archon, this isn't my claymore!"

As Shinobu and Itto squabble, Sara looks at the Hunter's bow that she now has. It's so unlike the Sacrificial bow that she normally wields. She feels weak with it, like the creator deemed her unworthy of their gifts.

Looking back up at you, she speaks with a small sadness that doesn't go unnoticed by you.

"It seems you are telling the truth. I apologize for doubting you. There has never been anything on an oracle appearing, so I was suspicious. Could you please pray and ask-"

"Y/N! You have to speak with the creator again! There's no way I can wield this hunk of junk. Not when I know that my great Whiteblind that was given to me by the creator is somewhere out there."

Itto shamelessly cuts Sara off. You laugh and reassure them.

"Don't worry, I'll pray and ask them to change it back. It was only temporary after all."

You leave quickly to the temple and change the weapons back. Shinobu didn't bother taking out her sword, but you still gave her, her correct one back.

You get back in time to hear Sara announce her departure to see Ei.

"I must report this to the Almighty Shogun. The existence of an oracle could mean a great deal of things. Including the chance that the Almighty Shogun can inquire the creator through you as to why she has not been awakened yet."

You didn't pull for her before and you certainly won't after how she chased you. Ei could even take you awakening her as a sign of approval of hunting you.

And there's no way you can let Sara tell Ei about your existence yet either. You would be seen as suspicious due to being found on the same day the 'imposter' was found. You needed a firm reputation as the oracle before you could ever meet Ei again.

"And I have to stop you from doing that. You see there's a reason the creator wants to keep my oracle status quiet. The creator wishes to not only see the world but all the acolytes naturally. Lumine is a famous traveler, people naturally act differently around her. But I'm not well known so everyone's true or normal attitudes are revealed to me. They want to see them as their truest self and warning the Electro Archon beforehand will go against the creators wishes."

Yes, it contradicts how you want people to be aware of you being an oracle, but it's works better than you would expect. Sara is too devoted to go against the creators wishes so she'll stay quiet. Shinobu is trustworthy and will keep quiet to please the creator.

But Itto and the gang? They'll either boast or let it slip easily. Anything that is told to stay quiet or secret almost always gets spread even faster. And since no one would dare speak to Ei casually nor will she actively look for information, Ei will still be oblivious. Only Yae could possibly let Ei know and you plan to be gone by then.

Sara keeps her head down as she speaks.

"Our truest self? Truly, the creator thinks far ahead than anyone else. Can I ask you a favor? How does the creator view me? I treated you with suspicion when you were only doing the creators will. Is that my truest self?"

You reach out your hands and grasp both of hers. She seems so sad and resigned that you can't stop yourself from using your title to speak plainly.

"Sara, the creator has seen you and your truest self is not what you believe. They see just how devoted you are to the Electro Archon and to them. The way you take your job seriously to protect the people of Inazuma, how you do your upmost to preserve their will. They wish that you would grow more when it comes to your emotional state, but they love seeing you take pride in your work. There is nothing to fear."

The way you tilt your head makes it obvious that you're staring directly into her eyes. Your skin, your hold on her hands, that piercing but warm gaze. Your features so similar to the creator. It's like she's looking at the creator in the flesh.

"Your grace..."

Sara whispers before jumping back as you're pulled away from her.

"Hey! Stop hogging Y/N! Weren't you going back to your boring workplace? If you're gonna stay any longer than you should just agree to my rematch."

Itto is holding you by the back of your shirt lifting you above the ground as he glares at Sara. You wanted to laugh at his clear jealousy.

Sara grits her teeth in annoyance.

"I was just conversing with Y/N, but I will be on my way now."

With that Sara leaves with Itto putting you back down as he stomps his foot like a kid.

"That stupid chicken, why did you hold her hand? You could have just held mine, I'm way stronger!"

"Didn't she beat you in a fight?"

"Well yeah, I admit that, but she always refuses a rematch! She's too chicken to accept it because she knows she'll lose!"

"Boss the shrine is done!" "Let's go get the offerings now." "Maybe some candles, candy, and lavender melon."

You struggle not to fall as Itto drapes his whole arm on you. He turns to his boys with a grin as Shinobu helps you escape his grip.

"Good work boys, we'll get the best stuff."

You walk with the Arataki gang as they gather stuff to offer. Sometimes they ask you which one is better to offer since you can communicate with the creator. It's not like anyone will believe that you, a scrappy lying human is their beloved creator.

You smile and shamelessly pick anything you like. You were the creator after all, this totally wasn't self-serving in the slightest.

Taking it back they light the candles and offer the gifts. There's a rare moment of silence as you all pray to the shrine. Well at least they were, you were too busy trying not to fall asleep from such a busy day.

It's only when you are eating roasted lavender melon with them all that Shinobu speaks on topic you needed.

"I almost forgot, Y/N, you planned to leave Inazuma right?"

"What!? You're leaving already? Why?"

Itto's whiny dramatic voice made you smile.

"I'm not leaving yet; I don't have any transportation. I'm following the creators will. As the oracle it's my duty to spread the creator's thoughts and feelings. It's my honor to be one of the bridges between the creator and Teyvat. While Lumine is used to let acolyte be awakened, I am used to communicate."

Itto groans before sighing.

"Fine fine, I understand. You know what? I'm such a great oni that I'll even bring you to meet a guy that can help you. Pretty kind of me, right?"

Perfect, a possible transportation to escape Ei.

"That does sound great! I would love to meet them."

You can basically see Itto's ego grow with every word you say. Before Shinobu can say or do anything Itto lifts you up onto his shoulder. His hand holds you steady as he laughs at your panic.

"Then what are we waiting for? Feel free to admire my greatness as we go to see my guy."

Shinobu waves sympathetically as Itto hauls you towards Inazuma City. He asks you loads of questions about the creator and how they view him.

"Do they think I'm great? Am I their favorite? Of course, I'm their favorite, I am Arataki 'Numero Uno' Itto after all. Just look at me."

"They think it's funny how you always find a way to accidentally consume bean products."

"Oh god no, don't even mention beans. I can't believe they saw me in such a weak moment."

"They also wanted to whack every human who threw beans at you with a beehive to see how they like being allergic."

"You're not lying about that right? Cause that's the best news I've ever heard in my whole life!"

It's fun, the whole walk with Itto was fun. It's even better than you imagined being in Genshin would be like. You wanted to continue living like this. But the looming threat of Ei hanging over your shoulder seemed to stain your mood.

Your hand brushed against your mask. It's a reminder that you probably can't ever live your life here without it. It's still a cult that may attack you at any time.

With that grim reminder, dread pools in your gut as Itto leads you closer to Thoma.

Oh god, oh fuck if it's Thoma then it's Ayaka and if it's both its Ayato. And Ayato could definitely figure you out. Maybe you'll be fine, not everyone that meets Thoma will eventually meet Ayato.

"Thoma! My bro, my guy, my dude. This is Y/N, and they need your help getting a boat to Liyue. They're a super sick oracle for the creator and got a big mission to follow the creators will."

Shit. That one little word is repeated in your mind as Itto keeps talking. You were right about how saying 'it's a secret' makes things spread faster but you didn't want it to happen while you were still here! Thoma has a smile frozen on his face as he listens.

"I'm sorry they're the creator's oracle? I really mean no offense, but this is quite hard to believe."

Thoma smiles sheepishly while Itto pushes you in front of him to face Thoma. There's no point in trying to remind Itto to keep your identity on the down low. Holding out your hand you speak cheerfully to Thoma.

"Yeah, you aren't the first acolyte to not believe me. It's understandable since I'm the first."

Thoma shakes your hand, it's a little hot but not burning. It seems visions really do affect their bodies.

"How did you know I'm an acolyte? I'm just a simple housekeeper for the Kamisato Clan."

"Like Itto said, I'm an oracle. The creator grants me knowledge needed to meet and communicate with everyone."

"Well, I'm sorry Y/N but there's no way I can help you with your identity as an oracle so, sorry to say, suspicious."

It makes sense, Thoma while being a nice guy is loyal to Ayato and Ayaka first and foremost. It's one of his key defining traits and that also means he's loyal to the creator too. Itto tries to convince him by retelling how you switched the weapons, but Thoma doesn't believe it.

"Okay if I tell you information that only very few people know that can prove that I'm truly an oracle, will you help me find a boat?"

"Alright but I have very high expectations. I refuse to help someone that might be using the creators title to trick people."

"To the public knowledge, Lord Kamisato was awakened and then you were awakened. But that isn't the truth. That was a switcheroo Lord Kamisato made to avoid enemies using the truth against the Kamisato Clan. You were awakened long before Lord Kamisato but had to stay quiet about it per his instructions."

Thoma looked at you with slight suspicion. Only Ayato, Ayaka, and Thoma knew about this, yet you a stranger did. But he just couldn't shake off the nostalgic feeling you gave him.

"That's honestly really shady but I can't deny that you're impressive. The only people that know about this would never say anything unless they really trust you."

He smiled kindly like you always seen him do in the game.

"I'll honor our agreement and help you find a boat."

Itto cheered at Thoma's agreement and waved goodbye as you and Thoma left. The gang caught up and started walking to God knows where as you and Thoma walked through Byakko Plains.

"An oracle huh? That does explain why the feeling of being awakened seems to surround you."

The grass swayed as the moon rose higher in the sky.

"All you acolytes tell me that. I can't feel it myself, but it sounds amazing."

"It is, like being embraced by the creator themself. Do you truly not remember much about yourself or your life before becoming an oracle?"

The butterflies dance with the fireflies as the sound of hilichurls dancing can be heard faintly.

"Other than my name, my bag and the clothes on my back, I truly had nothing. My only knowledge of Teyvat is the one the creator shows me through dreams, visions, and stories."

"This must feel like a whole new world to you then. But you're adapting quite well. Would it be presumptuous to ask what the creator thinks of me?"

The path splits to two at Konda Village and Thoma leads you to the right. Nerves prick at you as remember that Ritou is on the left. Where is he taking you?

"A malewife."

"A what?"

"It must be some slang from their world. But it isn't an insult from what I've gathered. In fact, I think it's a compliment."

Thoma blushes a little as he stares straight ahead. You turn your head to hide your smile at his cute reaction. Chinju forest surrounds you as you pass under a red gate and walk along the stone path. You really hoped he wasn't taking you where you think it is.

"But if you want a deeper answer, the creator sees you as a loyal person. As kind and helpful you are to others, it's your fierce loyalty that keeps their eye on you. It burns as bright as your flames."

His eyes shine at your words as he looks up at the sky wistfully. The moon seems to reflect in his eyes.

"Do you mind if I tell you something a little personal? I just feel comfortable with you so easily."

"Go ahead."

"When I still lived in Monstadt with my mom, my dad would send me letters from Inazuma. My parents had their differences, but they never failed to speak so highly of the creator. His letters always ended with a reminder to look for the creator in my hard times."

His words made your shoulders heavy. With guilt or responsibility? You don't know yet. You could only take some solace in the glowing blue flowers of the forest.

"When I left Mondstadt to find my dad, I took a little boat and sailed with a bottle of wine. It's a miracle I didn't die. It was the creator's grace."

You remember reading that part of his character story. It was a shame he never found his father nor the bottle of wine.

"When I was on the boat as the storm raged and it was falling apart at the seams. All I could do was pray, pray that I would somehow survive. When I woke up, I was on Inazuma. My lord and lady were the ones who found me and took me in. That's why I gave them my loyalty just like I gave my loyalty to the creator."

You're standing at the front of the Kamisato Estate when Thoma stops and smiles at you. His eyes were almost closed with how hard he was smiling.

You could tell he was happy, you wished you could feel the same. Because at that moment all you could feel was relief. Relief that you wouldn't have to feel responsible for all their misplaced faith.

You were not a God; you did not save them. But if they knew the truth that you were their beloved creator, you don't know if you could actually tell them that.

"Thoma..."

You trail off, not wanting to lie in such a personal moment. You clutch the strap of your bag. Thoma looks at you with gentle eyes patiently waiting for whatever you have to say.

"The words I'm gonna say right now are mine, not the creators. Even if you didn't sail to Inazuma and almost drown. Even if you didn't meet Lord and Lady Kamisato. I still fully believe that you would be just as great and loyal to whoever you chose. A friend, a lover, even if it was an animal. Anyone would be lucky to have someone like you care for them. You, yourself even without that vision is just as incredible."

You start off softly but feel a rise in your pace as your words come together. You look up at him and smile brightly. All your teeth show, and you feel that happiness he displayed earlier.

Thoma sucks in a sharp breath as his heart rate speeds up. His face burns for reasons he can't seem to comprehend. Why did your words have such a strong effect? How do you look so ethereal with the moonlight shining on you?

A guard calls out to you both from the top of the stairs.

"Thoma?! Is that you?"

You peak past Thoma to see a guard walk closer. Before you could see Thomas's face, he turns his head around clears his throat.

"Hey Hirotatsu! This is Y/N a special guest I brought to meet our lord and lady. Depending on how the meeting goes, they might become more than just a special guest."

His words remind you of your situation. He brought you to Ayato and Ayaka. You'll have to lie and use all sorts of tricks to survive with your life and identity intact. You hope desperately that Ayato doesn't ask you to take off the mask.

Thoma turns to you with a apologetic smile.

"I know this isn't Ritou like you were probably expecting but I promise you. If you can prove your oracle status to my lord and lady, they'll provide you with the safest and fastest way to Liyue."

His smile turns almost sad as he says his next words.

"I'm sure you understand why it's important for me to make sure that you travel in a safe boat."

You know what he's saying. You know that this is technically emotional manipulation. But damn it, he's looking at you with warm eyes and a nervous smile that makes you want to pinch his cheeks. You were weak in this area.

"It's fine, I'm no fake. I'll prove it to them just as I proved it to you and everyone else so far."

You speak with casual confidence and face the stairs that lead to hell. Ayaka wasn't the issue, she's sheltered to a degree that you could spin a tale and have a good chance of escaping. But Ayato? That man believes few things and trusts even fewer.

A pleasantly hot fingerless gloved hand takes yours heating you up. Thoma leads you gently up the stairs. You follow him like a moth to a flame knowing that you're close to being burnt to a crisp.

Something to add is that if Y/N changes things that happened or says something that doesn't align with what happened. It was completely intentional. I just don't want to write "You lied, you paraphrased etc at almost every dialogue. I'm riding on my creative high and taking full advantage of it. Plus, I'm finally almost done getting used to writing again. I loved all your comments, reblogs and hearts! And my taglist is open to whoever wants to be in. Just leave a comment and I'll add you.

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shinonart · 1 year

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SWAMORA - The Puukkojunkkari Pokémon

Swamora will fight anyone and anything. Its fierce nature makes it hard to train and some regions have banned it from official teams. Poachers sell its feathers for a high price - both because they make great kitchen knives and because they are very hard to obtain.

I was given the idea of making the most Finnish Pokémon possible by combining one iconic animal and one iconic object - swan being the Finnish national bird and the puukko knife (not just any knife mind you) being a very characteristic Finnish item. "Mora" is another name for this type of knife. What's more the patterns and colours were inspired by both various puukko knife designs and a very famous Jussi-shirt. The shiny design is my favourite.

I hope you like this very tongue-in-cheek design! It turned out way too good for just a joke. What can I say, I give my best even for shits and giggles.

Find me and my art elsewhere!

#fakemon #fake pokemon #fanmade pokemon #fan pokemon #pokemon #pokemon art #digital art #creature design #swan #artists on tumblr

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theoutcastrogue · 7 months

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Sami knives, early 20th century

Duodji is a traditional Sámi handicraft, and knives are a big part of it. Handles and sheaths are typically made of reindeer bone and antlers, carved and/or painted, while the blades are sometimes borrowed from the Scandinavian knife industry – Swedish Mora and Finnish puukko blades are common. Decoration is sometimes geometric and sometimes representational: there are reindeer, dogs, bears, sledges, lavvus, landscapes, and people.

Puukko, the Finnish word for "knife", is often used in English to describe these knives, but the same term is also used for a Finnish hunting/utility knife, which has similarities with but is decidedly not a Sami knife, so that's confusing. In Swedish they're called sameknivar (in plural, and samekniv in singular), i.e. Sami knives, and they are made all over Sámi territories in Scandinavia.

These examples are dated from 1901 to 1929, and are mostly from Sweden. They include the work of two of the most celebrated artists of that period, Jon Pålsson Fankki (1880-1861) and Nils Nilsson Skum (1872-1951).

#Sami knife #sweden #scandinavia #trs #tools of the trade #aka Sámi knife #aka Saami knife #aka puukko #Jon Pålsson Fankki #Nils Nilsson Skum #how to stab #terminology #words of the trade

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imgud · 1 year

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GENSHIN MEN WITH ASSASSIN WIVES!

Characters!

Zhongli, diluc, kaeya, childe, albedo!

FEM!READER!

Reader and the characters have children!

Warnings: blood! Mentions of pregnancy! Albedo being horny!

Let’s say the ex geo archon was shocked to find out his shy lover was a assassin.

Ofc he was stay worried about your safety as a assassin, but you always told him to stop worrying about you

He stayed up to late hours to greet you at the door whenever you came home late form a assassination!

He loved the way you would kiss his cheek everytime!

Ofc everytime one of your children asked what your job was you just lied about being a doctor.

scenario!

You came home late very late. Stay covered in blood, then you heard a deep voice speak “welcome home my dearest.” Zhongli said your and his children asleep on his lap. “Ah my love hello sorry for coming home late tonight’s assassination was a bit hard-“ you said quietly, “my dearest I wonder what if one of our children take in your footsteps?” Zhongli said with a serious face. You froze was he gonna hit you? Or take your weapon away? OR MAYBE KILL YOU?! “I was joking you look so shocked it’s adorable.. I will go start the bath for you” he kisses your cheek and left the living room!

poor diluc letted out a small scream-

We’re you working for the fatui?! Or the knights? He was confused who did you work for.

When he asked you went silent, when you told him you work for nobody and just do assassinations for clans and the knights

He was mostly worried did you assassin people while pregnant?! Why did you tell him before?! He was so worried.

When you made sure that you didn’t assassin anyone while pregnant he got calm and smiled. At least his children had a strong mother.

Scenario!

You came home very early- you thought your kids were asleep. You entered the living room and dropped your knifes and everything. They were lily and crepus were playing with they’re toys- “MAMA YOUR HOMEW!” Lily hugged your bloody dress. And crepus who was already 15 was shocked his mother was a ASSASSIN?! Then you three heard a angry voice, “hello {name} ragnivndr.” Diluc spoke, ah then you remember he told you to enter the winery form the back door and not the front door- WELL YOU GOT A VERY GOOD YELLING FOR YOUR HUSBAND-

And yes you and diluc named your first son after his father<3

He was amazed. VERY AMAZED. That explains where you got this beauty form.

You didn’t even need to tell him because he already knew- he was looking for a shirt to wear after one of your devil tango nights and saw your knives-

He also loved to see with your and his daughter. You named her Marie because it was a beautiful name!

Scenario!

Your daughter also knew about your secret she didn’t mind having a boss girl mom! “IM HOME!” You yelled scaring the fuck out of kaeya. Poor boy was having a good dream of finding his dad- Marie spoke “welcome home miss girlboss” you gave your daughter a bloody hug! “I guess you gotta chose! Be a assassin or a useless knight” you smirked at kaeya! At least how dangerous your job was your life was happy with your small family!

Fell in love with you harder!

He wanted you to join the fatui! Then you two could assassin and be partners in crime right? RIGHT!

Ofc he never brought up who you worked for!

When you told him you were working for pantalone he had a BIG ASS MENTAL BREAK DOWN-

Scenario!

You didn’t even get the time to grab the mora form pantalone hands before he slammed the door open- “GET YOUR EMO HANDS OFF MY WIFE YOU FOUR EYES.” He yelled- and hugged you tightly and your poor son who was 13 had to watch him be a weirdo-

You kicked him in the balls dragged him by the ears out of pantalone office- pantalone spoke “everyday kid?” Your son Andrew spoke “yap now give me the mora four eyes.”

Ofc you apologized to pantalone so many times so so many times.

He was shocked but so HORNY. He was horny to see you in your assassin clothes- ofc you never did.

He also drawed you killing people for fun- your poor 3 year old saw the drawings and had nightmares for MONTHS-

Ofc you gave albedo a good hard kick in the balls for that-

Scenario

Albedo and your daughter Lina were watching a movie when you walked in covered in blood and much worse- she just hugged you “mama hi!” You picked her up. There is not much albedo does and your daughter got used to the smell of blood.

IM SORRY IF THIS TURNED OUT BAD! BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT!

#zhongli x reader #kaeya x reader #childe x reader #diluc x reader #albedo x reader

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deadbyoffering · 2 years

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25 things that the killers (mainly Mr. Carter) are not allowed to do

Due to the “chainsaw Myers incident,” killers are not allowed to steal or borrow a another killers weapon or power for trials. Yes, it was awesome, but it puts an unfair advantage to the survivors.

The Legion are not allowed to steal Jeffrey’s bottles and make them into Molotov cocktails than claim it’s their new power rework.

Just because Mr. Carter is called The Doctor and have medical knowledge, doesn’t mean he’s a license doctor or thee doctor or the best doctor there ever was. He’s not allowed to claim so.

Mr. Carter is not allowed to ask the survivors if any would volunteer for any kind of his experiments outside their campsite.

Killers are not allowed to play dark souls boss music when there’s a brawl or argument between killers. No, not even music from Spongebob.

Just because Miss Mora was a close associated with crows, doesn’t mean she’s their handler and hold responsibility for anything they do.

Lisa is not allowed to “borrow” Mikaela’s “Book of Spells” to improve her power. May that monstrosity clone of yours be a lesson on using someone else’s magic without approval.

Mr. Carter is no longer allowed to assist Mr. Jeffrey with his “improvements” of his concoctions and formulas. Don’t ask.

Telling new arrivals that you can tame The Demogorgon with a tummy rub and rat meat is right out.

The Shape is not to be taunted with. Go ahead and see what happens on your accord.

The Nemesis's zombies are not toys, practice targets or crash dummies.

Mr. Carter and Mr. Jeffrey are not allowed to interact without the presence of a responsible overseer. Mr. Morrison does not count as a responsible overseer. Nor does Mr. MacMilian. Or Mr. Johnson. In fact, let's just keep the two of apart, period.

Mr. Hak's knives are not be construct into any kind of cosmetic. Yes Miss Lavoie, your earrings and spiked jacket are impressive, but both have been confiscated.

Mr. Johnson's camera is only for Mr. Johnson’s personal use only not the following: Shooting photo shoots, selfies, pictures of the wildlife and [Redacted]. Really?

Mr. Carter is no longer allowed to host game night, trivia night, movie night and any group activities of sort with his colleagues. Not even if you ask nicely. Or even with the survivors.

Mr. Carter is no longer allowed to argue with historical events with killers from the time period that the events took place. It was three days to clean up the aftermath from your argument with Tazan about the “Fall of the Samurai in Feudal era.”

No one is not allowed to declare war on any animal, thing or even The Entity (Me).

The Legion No one is not allowed to contribute to this list. That is not a challenge.

Mr. Carter is not allowed to go to fan conventions. Let alone use them as recruitment for volunteers for his experiments. Not even [Redacted] conventions.

"For The Entity" is not an acceptable justification for any decision. Unless I required you to do.

Yes, forum trolls are annoying. No, they don't automatically become Survivors.

Mr. Quinn is no longer allowed to offer the solution of “Use more guns" to any problem. Or "Get bigger guns."

Mr. Carter is not allowed to organize authorize or create in any form a “Dead by Daylight Derby”, staring the Demogorgon, Maurice the Horse, Talbot Grimes, Victor Deshayes, The Legion, The zombies, Kazan Yamaoka and Meg Thomas.” No…Just no.

Joey is not allowed to get on the PA system and announce to the survivors that he just won “The Game”. You know what, Joey is just never allowed on the PA system for any reason, ever.

The Legion is not allowed to arrange, schedule, advertise, promote or sell tickets to "cage matches" between The Executioner and anybody.

See more 25 things that the killers are not allowed to do

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allamericansbitch · 1 year

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Hi everyone! Here’s the newest addition to my Creator Shoutout Series (january 15 - january 22)! For info about the series, I explained it in the first post here, but generally, it’s to show appreciate to editors and their creations that i love from the past week. To track this series or look at previous shoutouts, please check out the tag on my blog *creatorshoutouts. Have a great week everyone!

only murders in the building: mabel mora + you’re on your own kid gifset by @trueloveistreacherous

succession: shiv roy gifset by @sdktrs12

taylor swift: miss americana gifset by @thatwasthenightthingschanged

the bear: 1x02 gifset by @userjoel

heartstopper: nick x charlie gifset by @jakeyp

taylor swift: mirrorball graphic by @regular-another

wednesday: wednesday addams lookbook gifset by @nikita-mearss

gilmore girls: jess x rory gifset by @reputayswift

taylor swift: ‘believe’ lyrics edit by @andichoseyou

puss in boots: the last wish gifset by @ethanhunt

nope gifset by @highwarlockkareena

taylor swift: question graphic by @follkllores

the menu: margot gifset by @queenage

puss in boots: the last wish: purrito gifset by @wednesdayadddms

taylor swift: the great war edit by @theman

f.r.i.e.n.d.s: phoebe buffay gifset by @zeindaya

yellowjackets: natalie scatorcci gifset by @djo

taylor swift: anti-hero edit by @tossedkeys

stranger things: nancy wheeler gifset by @greatcometcas

the lizzie mcguire movie gifset by @robert-englund

taylor swift: you’re on your own kid gifset by @finalgalnancy

succession gifset by @kimberlywexlr

abbott elementary: gregory knowing janine gifset by @nessa007

taylor swift: run gifset by @rogerhealey

yellowjackets: natalie scatorccio gifset by @forbescaroline

birds of prey gifset by @chaoticevils

taylor swift: you’re on your kid gifset by @cametotheshowinsd

the menu gifset by @vanessacarlysle

2023 releases gifset by @antoniosvivaldi

taylor swift: lover x gold rush graphic by @missegyptiana

boygenius: true blue edit by @handgf

abbott elementary: gregory + food and drink takes gifset by @jackharlows

taylor swift: i bet you think about me music video gifset by @lemoncupcake

scream 6 gifset by @robert-englund

boygenius: rolling stone gifset by @phoebesbridgers

taylor swift: vanity fair photoshoot gifset by @obsessed-artist

glass onion: a knives out mystery gifset by @anyataylorsjoy

boygenius: emily i’m sorry graphic by @cruellesummer

taylor swift: clean vs the great war gifset by @felicitysmoak

scream 6 gifset by @sonyarebecchi

the menu gifset by @daenerys-stormborn

severance: harmony cobel gifset by @lousolversons

yellowjackets: 1x02 gifset by @devilmns

taylor swift: sweet nothings edit by @sadbeautifutragic

gabrielle aplin: discography gifset by @antoniosvivaldi

brooklyn nine nine: jake peralta gifset by @jakeyp

turning red gifset by @stydixa

taylor swift: midnights album redesign by @ikeepyouwarm

scream 6 gifset by @samaraweaving

pride & prejudice gifset by @nowadayz

boygenius art by @cometcontusion

scream 6: tara carpenter gifset by @chriswevans

spirited away gifset by @riseswind

paramore: billboard photoshoot gifset by @userparamore

#*creatorshoutouts

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iwant-fuitgummi · 11 months

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Mondstadt character headcanons! Also I'm giving them all surnames. Mond characters are the only ones I'll be doing this for since I'm not sure how Asian surnames work (I am white) and don't want to do them wrong.

this is part 1 of mondstadt due to the image limit

(FF = Found Family)

pt. 2 here

kaeya hc here

Amber Hasenkamp

she/they

Trans Woman, Asexual, Biromantic

Dating Eula

Family: Collei (FF Sister), Barbara (FF Sister)

Best Friend: Traveler

Has ADHD

Both legs are amputated at the shin. She was in a gliding accident which resulted in her feet being crushed.

She wears braces on each wrist.

Occasionally has bouts of amnesia. She had a few too many concussions as a kid, and they still affect her to this day.

The surname I picked out for her, Hasenkamp, is German and means a field of bunnies.

Lisa Minci

she/her

Cisgender Woman, Pansexual

Engaged to Jean

Family: Klee (FF Sister), Razor (Adopted Son), Cyno (FF Brother)

Best Friend: Kaeya Alberich-Ragnvindr

Due to her curse, she is very pale and sickly looking. She also has white hairs and deep eyebags.

She is developing arthritis in her right hand. She's ambidextrous, though, so she doesn't have to worry about writing.

She suffers from chronic back pain and insomnia. She also has severe anxiety, but she hides it pretty well. She buries herself in books as a distraction.

She takes care of Mondstadt's strays when they aren't at the Cat's Tail. She even adopted one to keep in the library. Her name is Puppy (Razor named her) and she is the most chill and affectionate cat you'll ever meet.

Lisa drinks a LOT of tea. She infuses some of it with magic to help with the curse.

Kaeya will have his own post, I have a lot of thoughts about him.

Jean Gunnhildr

she/her

Cisgender Woman, Lesbian

Engaged to Lisa

Family: Federica Gunnhildr (Mother), Seamus Pegg (Father), Barbara Pegg (Sister), Klee Babler (FF Sister), Kaeya (FF Brother), Razor Minci (Soon to be stepson)

Best Friend: Eula Lawrence

Has tea with Lisa daily. She tries out new foreign teas that Lisa has shipped in from other nations.

Insomniac. She never gets enough sleep. Lisa gives her melatonin pills and chamomile tea at night when she thinks it's getting too late. When Jean eventually falls asleep at her desk, Lisa gently moves a pillow under her face and drapes a blanket over her shoulders.

Jean tries to be a good sister and spend time with Barbara, but she's so overwhelmed with work that she has no time to do so. She sends letters to the Cathedral with mora and even little coupons for peppers from Liyue and Sumeru.

Barbara Pegg

she/her

Transgender Girl, Aroace Lesbian

Family: Federica Gunnhildr (Mother), Seamus Pegg (Father), Jean Gunnhildr (Sister), Rosaria Nacht (FF Sister), Amber Hasenkamp (FF Sister), Kaeya Alberich-Ragnvindr (FF Brother)

Best Friend: Noelle Degenhardt

Barbara has an eating disorder that has left her with severe body image issues.

She's incredibly paranoid, and has been since she was a little kid. Albert made it much worse.

She has severe panic attacks when she's alone as she's afraid she's being watched. Noelle, Amber, and Rosaria spend a lot of time with her to help her feel safe.

Rosaria and Kaeya taught her how to use a polearm and a sword. She's not the best, but she can defend herself.

She carries one of Rosaria's knives concealed in her book at all times.

Noelle Degenhardt

she/he

Bigender, Asexual, Biromantic

Family: Knights of Favonius (Found Family)

Best Friend: Barbara Pegg

Has a huge crush on Barbara, but is too afraid to say anything.

Acts as Barbara's personal knight when she's not doing maid stuff.

He has self worth issues due to the amount of times he's been rejected by the KOF.

Loves listening to Barbara's music. It helps calm her down when she's stressed.

The surname I gave her, Degenhardt, means young warrior.

Bennett Faust

he/him

Cisgender Boy, Asexual, Biromantic, Polyamorous

Currently Dating Razor and Fischl

Family: Adventurer's guild (Dads), Kaeya Alberich-Ragnvindr (FF Brother), Mika Schmidt (FF Brother)

Best Friend: Razor Minci

Bennett is partially blind and hard of hearing.

He has POTS (Extreme dizziness, fatigue, and increased heart rate when standing up from laying down. Often causes fainting.)

He has a border collie service dog named Keyes that goes on adventures with him. She carries small bags. One carries water bottles, and the other carries salty snacks and medication for his POTS. Her collar has an alarm button that sends a signal to Fischl, Razor, Mika, and Kaeya that lets them know that he's in trouble.

He has VERY severe ADHD. It's honestly impressive.

The surname I gave him, Faust, means lucky. Ironic, I know.

Razor Minci

they/he

Agender, Aroace, Polyamorous

Currently Dating (QPR) Bennett and Fischl

Family: Wolvendom Wolves, Andrius, Lisa Minci (Adoptive Mom), Jean Gunnhildr (Soon to be stepmom), Klee Babler (FF Sister), Rosaria Nacht (FF Sister)

Best Friend: Bennett Faust

Has selective mutism. Lisa taught him sign language so that he can still communicate when this happens. She also taught Bennett and Fischl so they can understand them and help them get out of the situation that's causing them stress

Since they're aroace, they are in a QPR with Bennett and Fischl. Bennett and Fischl are in a romantic relationship, while their relationship with Razor is platonic, if that makes sense.

Klee Babler

she/her

Family: Alice Babler (Mom), Jean Gunnhildr (FF Sister), Albedo Kreideprinz (FF Brother), Sucrose Hertz (FF Sister), Kaeya Alberich-Ragnvindr (FF Brother), Lisa Minci (FF Sister), Razor Minci (FF Brother)

Best Friend: Diona Katzlein

Always covered in soot and ashes.

She's almost completely Deaf because of her bombs. She wears hearing aids that Albedo and Sucrose designed specifically for her ears. She also knows sign language in case she forgets to wear them.

She often communicates with Razor in sign language. Diona also knows sign, so they sign to each other in secret so the people in the Cat's Tail can't understand them.

Speaking of Diona, the two of them go "fishing" together. They also go searching for yucky ingredients. Klee scares them out of their hiding spots, and Diona grabs them! Perfect teamwork.

She has a matching friendship bracelet with Diona.

The surname I gave her, Babler, means small.

Venti Konig

Any pronouns

~22 (physically), 2600+

Genderfluid, Biromantic, Androsexual

Family: None

In an unlabeled relationship with Diluc

Best Friend: Zhongli

Although the Nameless Bard was a teenager when they died, Venti made sure to alter the form so that he was still an adult. After all, it'd be a shame if he wasn't allowed to drink and date, right? Venti would be miserable without alcohol!

He flirts with Xiao a lot, even though they're not a couple. Don't worry, Diluc doesn't mind.

She teaches the kids of Mondstadt how to play the lyre, among other various instruments.

They spend a lot of time on the roof of Dawn Winery playing music. Adelinde has to get them down with a broom.

He lives in one of Diluc's spare bedrooms at the winery.

They often take trips to Liyue to visit Zhongli and Xiao. They play the flute for Xiao and drink wine with Zhongli. They also bring cecelias over and bring back glaze lilies.

LOVES flowers btw.

Knows how to play every instrument perfectly

The surname I chose for him, Konig, means king.

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scales-like-ash · 6 months

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My new Sona, the Cyberpunk Argonian Scales-Like-Ash :3

The Lore (cause I'm a TES Nerd, don't worry a TL:DR is at the bottom):

Scales-Like-Ash, then known as Ahat-Saak in Jel, is born 2E 554 in the vulcanic wasteland of Stonefalls to the secluded and nomadic Ash-Walk Tribe. The small Tribe with the black scales and white tribal markings, use their nomadic ways to hide from the Great Houses and Slavers of Morrowind.

Ash trained from a hatchling with bows, knives and magic, with the goal to protect his tribe from nearby threats. He's always been an curious, a knowledge thirsty but also adventurous type, with the latter not rarely getting him into trouble.

In 2E 572 his Tribe was attacked by deserted and fleeing Akaviri forces, after their defeat in Stonefalls, on their way back to Akavir. Most of the tribe was wiped out in the blink of an eye, with a few remaining survivors scattered in the wind.

Devistated by the loss of his family and friends, Ash pleadged his service as Arcanist to Hermaeus Mora, the deadric prince of knowledge, in order to gain knowledge and experience to prevent and help other Tribes affected from similar fates across Morrowind and Blackmarsh. In that time he also stopped using his Jel Name and became Scales-Like-Ash.

After years of traveling Tamriel, helping, questing and serving Mora in his quest for knowledge, the Three Banner War started in 2E 280 and calling Argonians, Dunmer and Nords to arms, forming the Ebonheart Pact. Knowing the other Alliances are a threat to every Saxhleel and their way of live in Pact Territory, Ash followed the call and joined the forces.

Three Years of fighting to gain control over Cyrodiil, fate struck in a way no-one anticipated. In the Battle for an Elder Scroll at Arrius Keep, west of the Imperial City, Ash managed to grab one of the mythical scrolls, a lightning spell from an Altmer battlemage, missed the Saxhleel and accidentally hit the scroll, resulting in an magical explosion.

After a bright flash and ear shattering thunder, the Argonian and Scroll were gone, leaving nothing but a smoking hole in the ground.

Bruised, battered, with ringing ears and only tatters of what used to be his tribal armor, Ash awoke in something, that looked like a warehouse but... somewhat off... Everywhere was metal, something like bricks, light in tubes and somehow no wood in sight. His first thought was he's in a dwemer ruin but he knew that there are no Dwemer ruins in Cyrodiil besides that the metal wasn't the usual bronze and no steaming pipes in sight. "Kaoc'... What happened...?"

After gathering his bearings he stumbled out of the weird warehouse only to find a completely different Tamriel. Towers of Stone and metal reaching towards the clouds, scraping the sky. Metal boxes replacing horses. Sirens bleating in the distance. Rancid and foul smells fill the air.

Almost vomiting from the sensory overload he spots a young khajiit woman standing near a railing observing the road.

"E-excuse me... What... Is this place?" Ash asked with shacking voice "Hrrrm? Well this is the Imperial City, silly lizard, too much skooma last night, yes? This one's been there." answered the khajiit with a slight giggle. "No... This can't be... I... Tell me, what year is it?" "So much of that stuff that you even forgot the year? By S'rendarr you lightweights", with a sigh she said, "It's the 17th of Rains Hand in the Year 634 of the 10th Era..."

A shock of realization went through Ash... The explosion didn't simply relocated him, it sent him into the far future. Into an dystopian futuristic Tamriel...

So that's the Lore so far :D

Thanks for reading my Lore and everyone else who doesn't want to read this wall of text or deal with my atrocious english (I don't blame you) the TL:DR of the story is

Magic Explosion sent lizard into a far dystopian future

#argonian #saxhleel #the elder scrolls #fursona #scalesona #cyberpunk aesthetic #wall of text #oc lore

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razorblade180-heated · 1 year

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A Couple’s Daily Life

[Hey, it’s Smut]

It was another bustling day in Liyue. The harbor was wide awake, the sun was out, and Xiangling had just finished making a hardy stew with an alluring aroma that had gently fading into faint deliciousness on the wind as it lost heat. This would typically be a problem for both a customer and a chef, however…

“Xiangling!” Called Chongyun as he approached Wamnin Restaurant at the usual time. “May I have-”

“Yep! Already cooled too.” She placed his order in front of him, enjoying the sight of his shocked expression. “Hehe, Chongyun, you order this once a week.”

“I could’ve felt daring today and wanted something else.”

“You could’ve, but you weren’t.” She smiled. Xiangling watched him try to eat his embarrassment away. “How’s training?”

“Auntie had to go meet her master so I’ve been doing meditation for the past few days. If I’m being honest though, I think Shenhe noticed how sore I was getting.” He chuckled, “This might be her way of giving me a break. Anyways, how’s work?”

“Pretty slow.” Xiangling placed her chin in her hand as she leaned on the counter and watched the flow of people with decorations and construction equipment. “Lantern Rite preparation has a funny way of making everyone forget to eat. Eventually, stomachs will growl and I’d bet mora that Keqing will eventually see me with a late night order.”

“Then you’ll be busy when Lantern Rite starts and people won’t leave.”

“And I can’t wait!” Xiangling gave a big grin and sprung up. “I have everything stocked and all knives sharpened! I may try new dishes too!”

Xiangling had cooked during many festivals. She understood her long term customers and was brilliant at reading new ones to give them an amazing experience. Chongyun knew this well about her, even so…

“You’ve had these new dishes approved, right?” He said with a deep and warranted concern. “How many people have tasted them?”

Xiangling couldn’t help but giggle, knowing her reputation. “Relax, it’s nothing unusual. Though there’s a couple I still need tested. They’re pretty hot unfortunately, so finding someone has been tough. I wanted to ask Xinyan but I’d feel awful if I somehow ruined her voice when she’s putting so much effort into practicing.”

“Yeah, she’s been doing a lot lately…” he sighed.

It didn’t go unnoticed, neither did his worried gaze. “Chongyun?”

“Uh ooohhh~” a familiar voice lulled across the street.

Chongyun put his head down automatically while Xiangling tried not to snicker as she waved hello to Xingqui. He sat his happy self right next to Chongyun as he closed his book and grabbed a fresh cup of tea placed before him.

He took a sip. “Oh? How’d you know I wanted Jasmine today?”

“The tea you had yesterday tasted the complete opposite. You always avoid having things that feel the same two days in a row.”

“Repetition can be mundane, and you never cease to surprise me Xiangling. Glad to see one of my two favorite people here is sharper than ever! As for the dull blade…” he turned to Chongyun with a teasingly cheeky grin and put his hand on his friend’s shoulder, who groaned on contact. “What troubles you? I sensed that distress from across the street.

“I think that’s called eavesdropping.”

“Talk quieter.” Xingqui jokes, knowing full well he was eavesdropping the moment he saw them. How could he not!? “So, is there trouble in paradise with Liyue’s rock n roll icon?”

“So you were eavesdropping!?” Chongyun said, oddly energized. Both his friends smiled. Getting out of this was impossible and he knew that. Might as well start talking. “No, it’s nothing like that. With this time off I’ve had I tried seeing Xinyan to spend time together or help with anything. She’s incredibly busy.”

“Awww. Don’t take it to heart.” Xiangling said with care. “I’m sure Xinyan will find time to spend with you later.”

“I can handle busy schedules. There’s plenty of times I have my hands full. My concern is how stressful all this can be.”

That was something Xiangling didn’t think much about. Xinyan has done performances, even at Lantern Rite, but none this huge. “Oh. Does she look okay? Now that you mention it, I’ve only seen her going from place to place.”

Xingqui nodded. “Indeed. It’s normal seeing Xinyan running around with her guitar in hand but always with a smile. Yesterday was less smiles and more frantic. I assumed she overslept.”

“I did catch her taking a nap in between rehearsals.” Chongyun added. “During practices and working with others she’s still positive and I can tell she’s genuinely excited, but I do catch glimpses of frustration with her own progress. I get the same when I’m tirelessly practicing. I fear she could burn out at this rate. If only I was better at easing her mind. Like she is for me.”

The exorcist began stewing in his own self proclaimed flaws. Xingqui and Xiangling looked at one another then back at Chongyun. The boy’s heart was always so big, and it wasn’t as his concerns weren’t warranted. It was sweet how much he was thinking about his girlfriend, but helping her relax would be doomed if he was stressed too! Xiangling took a cup of tea and raised it near Chongyun’s face, making him snap out of his head to react to the approaching heat.

“Hey!” He huffed.

“Sorry. Hehe, it was all I could think of. I know for a fact Xinyan thinks you’re wonderful no matter what and thinks you’re more than twice the guy you give yourself credit for.”

Xingqui agreed, “We all do, so don’t lose heart.”

As usual, his friends were comforting and typically correct. “I guess I should try being a bit more positive. Still, I feel like there’s something, anything I could do to help.”

“Well you’re in luck.” Xingqui grabbed his book and handed it to Chongyun. “A Couple’s Daily Life. It’s a romantic piece of work. It should give you tons of ideas!”

“Why were you reading a romance novel?”

“Inspiration! You don’t think all of my stories come strictly from my own thoughts? I wish that were the case, but writers block spares no one.” Xingqui lamented.

Chongyun looked at the red and white book. He was skeptical, yet curious. It wasn’t like he had any bright ideas. “Thank you. When do you need it back?”

“Don’t worry about it. I know you’re a slow reader.”

That felt like a challenge. Chongyun quickly finished the rest of his food, paid for it, then went about his day with the book open to the first page. Xingqui couldn’t help but laugh. As for Xiangling…

“Ummm Xingqui? Isn’t that book a little…mature for his intent?” Her cheeks grew red.

Xingqui raised his eyebrows. “Well this is unexpected. You’ve read it?!” He smirked. “I never would’ve guessed you liked that kind of material.”

“I didn’t know what it was!” She desperately tried to defend herself. “People kept talking about it but never mentioned…certain chapters.”

“Like the illustrations?”

“They definitely didn’t mention that when I asked! I ended up buying a copy.”

“Did you read all of it or stopped once you knew?” He could see the urge to lie written on her face as she thought long and hard about her choice.”

“Reading is like cooking. Sometimes it’s better to finish the dish despite an unseen hiccup. The end product might not be what you wanted, but that doesn’t mean for sure that it won’t be good.”

“You can say you liked it. This is me you’re talking to. I read plenty of crazy things!”

“We all can’t be as shameless as you.”

“Says the chef that mixes anything with everything at least once. Shameless? It’s just my passion. Anyways, I wouldn’t worry about Chongyun. The book is still filled with many tame and fluffy moments. Though he’s easy to tease, he’s sharp enough to take the entire book as some kind of guide to relationships. I bet mora he’ll stop right before the home cooking segment.”

Xingqui believed every word he said with absolute confidence. He did hang out with Chongyun regularly, knowing all his little quirks. Even so, it was moments like these Xiangling felt like she knew their friend the best, because she had no faith in what Xingqui said. 50/50 at best, and that was stretching it. That wasn’t even considering the possibility of him getting heated for whatever reason.

“Ten thousand mora.” She said directly. “Would you bet ten thousand mora on everything remaining within reason? I’d love to gift my dad a better stove.”

“A wager? Sounds interesting. What do I get for winning?”

“I don’t know. You’re rich. A free meal doesn’t really apply to you.”

“You aren’t wrong. Hmmm, we’ll circle back to my reward later once I think about it. Frankly this entire idea is pretty amusing on its own. Very well, I accept the bet.”

They both shook hands and nodded. Perhaps one too many interactions with Yelan had rubbed off on them.

“Thanks for the stove!”

“Heh, just you wait, chef of little faith. I’ll reap satisfaction and a reward soon enough!”

Little did Xingqui know that Rex Lapis himself would not be able to prevent him from being comically wrong.

xxxxxx

Preparations and planning continued throughout the day. Crowds gathered, dispersed, brainstorming happened for many, and countless anxious citizens practiced with all their heart. Now it was time for many to go home in order to wake up tomorrow and do it all over again; a routine that Xinyan was no stranger to as a performer. The pyro rock star placed one foot in front of the other with her guitar still around her body and the slow beating of a drum on her back that matched her sluggish rhythm. Xinyan couldn’t remember when she ran out the house for the life of her, but it had to be before the sun greeted the sailors. Now it was long gone again with the stars in its place and a crisp wind through the streets. Nighttime in Liyue was never truly dark however. Especially now with the glow of thousands of lanterns. Nights like these reminded her of summer when the fireflies came out, although these were clearly bigger and didn’t try sneaking into her home. Well, that’s what she’d typically think, except now that her long trek home has ended at the steps, she stands before her house with light coming through the window.

“Well that ain’t normal. I didn’t leave them on all day, did I?” She said aloud. It wasn’t impossible to happen. She had been pretty busy. Xinyan doubted it was a thief. Half because her neighborhood was filled with delightful people. The other half was because she was confident nearly everything she owned was not worth taking for any financial gain. A thief would be better off taking the flowers that grew near the Pavilion. Thinking nothing else of it, Xinyan walked onto her porch and went through the door.

Upon entering, her senses were overloaded! A waft of something delicious and filled with spices attacked her nose while the crisp air from outside was literally blown away by a wave of cozy, inviting warmth that did actually remind her of the nights on the Golden Apple Archipelago. As nice as it was, now she knew someone was in her house! Fortunately it seems to be a pleasant surprise unless a thief wanted to cook her last meal before running off. Xinyan took off her shoes and looked next to the door to see another pair neatly placed already. Only two people still feel the need to remove their shoes despite her not getting bent out of shape over the etiquette; and they weren’t the carefully designed purple boots of her favorite Opera singer, but were her favorite exorcist. A grin spread across her face.

“Chongyun?” Her voice echoed with optimism, along with the sounds of pots and pans.

He slid unexpectedly into view from the kitchen wearing her black and red apron. An interesting yet amusing sight to witness. It was also surprisingly eye-catching, because the boy wasn’t wearing his typical white hood and shirt. He had removed it, leaving only the form fitting dark blue undershirt and his removable sleeves that only went up to his biceps. Xinyan didn’t know what training Shenhe was giving him, now Xinyan knew it involved shoulder strength.

“Welcome home.” He smiled.

His voice snapped her out of that intriguing observation. “H-Heya! Fancy seeing you here!” She finally walked further into her home and gave Chongyun a big hug. Yeah, Shenhe was definitely making his training worthwhile. “Question, did I leave the door unlocked?”

“No, you told me what pot the key was under. When you told me all about your island adventure. A bit dangerous don’t you think?”

“Really? I don’t think so. Neighbors are great, I can fight, and clearly telling you has led to a wonderful surprise.” Xinyan hummed the last part, a bit drained. Happy all the same however.

Chongyun looked at her joyous face. It wasn’t hard to hear that her voice was tired. Anyone’s voice would be. He could also tell faint dark circles under her eyes. Still, she smiled and tilted her head to the side with a brow raised.

“Something on my face? You’re staring mighty har-” a gentle kiss to her forehead brought her brain to a hard stop. Her cheeks grew warm and she was left to gather her thoughts as Chongyun went back to the kitchen.

A stronger wave of the mouth watering aroma graced Xinyan’s nose again. Only this time it was clear as day what it was. “Jeuyen Chilli Chicken!?” She said in disbelief.

“Mmmhmm. It’s your favorite, right? Although I can’t say I’m as talented as you are with cooking. Especially when it comes to your signature dish.”

“I reckon it’ll taste perfectly fine, but Chongyun, you handled Jeuyen Chilies!?” Xinyan couldn’t believe she didn’t find him on the floor completely out of it.

“Hehe, I’ve been careful. It’s not as if I’ve eaten any or carelessly gotten any of the oils in my eyes. That would be awful for completely separate reasons.” He shuttered. Chongyun has witnessed Xiangling make that mistake before and he didn’t want to learn that seeing it all happen was actually the least painful part.

“Careful or not, I’m completely bewildered. It feels like a summer night up in here and spices have been tickling my nose since I opened the door. I get why you must’ve removed one of your shirts, but was all it took to-” Xinyan turned towards the counter and saw the absurd amount of popsicle sticks that were stacked up like a tiny bonfire! “How is your mouth not numb or your teeth chattering!?”

“Cryo vision?” He chuckled, “And like you said, it’s like a summer night. It’s alright though. I’ve been holding up remarkably well. Once the food is done then the room will cool off a bit anyways.”

“Gee, a warm greeting and a hot meal. Next thing I know I’m a full blown princess because you drew me a bath.” Xinyan jokes, yet seeing all of this effort pampering out of seemingly nowhere made her heart rate pick up. “I…Is today an anniversary? Because Sweetheart if it is then I’m sorry but…”

“It’s a regular day.”

“Oh thank Rex Lapis!” Xinyan put her hand on her chest in immense relief. “Chongyun you have no clue how bad I was about to feel if I forgot something important! Phew! That’s a weight gone.”

“You’ve been working hard and tirelessly. I want to help lighten the load.”

He didn’t turn around but Xinyan could see his ears turn red. She was certain hers were turning as well. “Thanks. That’s really sweet of you Chongyun.” Xinyan swore her heart was beating faster than any drum tempo could manage. “Can’t wait to try your cooking.”

“Well you still have some time before it’s done. I’m sure you’re tired. Why not wash up and get comfortable?”

“Way ahead of ya.” She stretched her arms above her head and let out a groan. A bath was definitely in order. Xinyan put all her instruments down then headed off towards her bathroom.

“So far so good.” Chongyun said to himself with quiet vigor. “Don’t lose focus. Steel yourself!”

While he was hyping himself up, Xinyan stood in complete disbelief as she stared down at her bathtub; it was already full with warm water.

“Well I’ll be darn…” Xinyan’s blush grew darker. “Guess I really am a princess tonight.” If Xinyan wasn’t currently experiencing such loving gestures, she wouldn’t believe it. She felt as if she somehow fell right into a love novel!

xxxxxx

Time breezed by in the cozy house as both went about their business. The food was finally ready and all that was left was for Xinyan to enjoy it once she got out of the bath. Chongyun hoped he did a good job. Taste testing it was sadly out of the question. The entire night would quickly backfire if Xinyan walked out to seem passed out on the floor or getting wild.

“Should’ve asked Xiangling if I could borrow Guoba.” He muttered. His thought was short lived once he heard the twist of a doorknob down the hall. “How was the bath?”

“Heavenly~” she sang as she walked out. “Steam has my voice feeling right as rain again!”

“That’s good to hear. Your food is-”

Chongyun’s words suddenly became caught in his throat as Xinyan came into view. The songstress wore only a black bathrobe with red cuffs and collar. Her normal hairstyle was taken down to wash and now drying with the help of a fresh white towel ruffling the multicolored strands. Their gazes met but only briefly. Xinyan watched his gaze shift downward to her long, tanned legs and full thighs that the bathrobe failed to hide.His cheeks grew red and he looked away. Xinyan was used to walking around in a bathrobe after a nice soak but she had forgotten he had never seen her like this, nor did she expect him to look at her the way he did.

“Did he just check me out?” Xinyan felt both flattered and a little embarrassed. “You…said food was ready?” She tried to cut the tension.

“Y-Yeah.” He had already made her plate and proceeded to place it on the table along with a pitcher of refreshing, chilled tea.

“Iced tea? Haha, the way people here would flip.”

“Well I suspected you wouldn’t stand me making you food without also making myself some.” He grabbed a second prepared plate of Jueyen Chicken, the food cooled and devoid of any chilies.

“Look at you, all prepared and reading me like a book. Any meal tastes better with good company.” With that said, Xinyan grabbed as much chicken and chili peppers as possible between her chopstick and took a bite that sent her taste buds dancing. “Mmmmm! Hell yeah!”

“I didn’t over do it?”

“You kiddin? This is great! Almost as hot as when I make it.”

Chongyun found two bushes worth of fresh peppers for this meal. The fact it wasn’t as hot and Xinyan was wolfing it down without taking a sip was both impressive and very terrifying. Chongyun thought his tongue might go numb just watching. But hey, she loved it. That’s all that mattered.

“There’s plenty more if you want seconds.”

“I might take you up on that. Seriously, great work. Xiangling herself would be amazed.”

“Please, the last thing I need is her knowing I cooked with chilies. Who knows what ideas she might get. Glad you love it though. I feared you may have eaten before you came home.”

“It crossed my mind. I was so swept up in my music and chatting with workers that I didn’t have time to think about my stomach. Then when I finally did, vendors were closing.” Xinyan laughed at herself. “I was planning to cook whatever was left tonight but you had your own ideas.”

“Eating is important. Don’t overdo your practice too much.”

“Pfft, I’m fiiiiiine! A little winded but I always bounce back! Won’t be long now before the festival. Hopefully all my hardwork will shine through properly.”

Chongyun wanted to say more, but he didn’t want to spoil the mood. Xinyan looked so happy right now. She was practically bouncing in her seat as she ate. The towel on her head had even slipped off. What was it about pyros? Everyone one he’s met truly burned bright with passion just like their element. Still, Xinyan’s fire burned in a way he could never look away from. In every sense of the word, her passion itself was a spectacle to watch; on or off stage.

“It’ll shine through.”

“Hmm?”

“Your hardwork.” Chongyun smiled, “I know it will pay off.”

Xinyan finally slowed her chewing and took a sip of the tea. Not because she needed it, but to hide her face.

“The heat finally getting to you?” Chongyun asked as he saw a bit of redness on her face.

“Y-Yeah. The food, it’s like it keeps getting hotter.” She stuttered.

The two continued to talk about their day. The unforeseen mishaps of rehearsals or the unexpected run in with their shared friend, Aether. They talked about it all except the obvious bit about Chongyun reading the book of course. Eventually both of their stomachs were full and dishes were cleaned. Xinyan was a little pouty however because Chongyun was diligent enough to have done most of the clean up while she was bathing. Getting pampered was nice and all, but Xinyan wanted to do a little helping with him. They were here dishes after all. After the kitchen was clean they both walked towards her living room.

“Thanks again for the meal. I owe ya.”

“Don’t mention it. I was happy to do it.”

“Guess this means our time together is almost up? A shame but can’t be helped. I myself probably shouldn’t dilly dally too much longer with all the things left to do tomorrow.” Xinyan sighed. She put her left arm on her right shoulder and tried stretching it, wincing a little in the process.

“Stiff shoulders?”

“Probably need to replace my guitar strap, or lug it around a bit less. But only just a bit.”

She switched to the left one briefly before trying to stretch her entire upper back in general. Chongyun took hold of her hand and walked her over to the couch for her to sit. He said nothing as he sat directly behind her. Xinyan nearly let out a shriek after feeling his fingers pull the robe a little ways down her shoulders before taking his thumbs to massage the worn tendons. The calloused hands of a warrior were something else. Xinyan could the stress dissolve as his kneaded particular spots by moving them in some circles.

“Mmmmmmm…” was all she could say in appreciation.

“Am I pressing too hard?”

“By all means, press harder. This some sort of clan secret about the body and vitals?”

Chongyun blinked, “Actually…yes.”

“Your clan is awesome.” Xinyan groaned as he kept massaging her shoulders. She doesn’t even think a good night's rest would’ve cured fatigue this well.

She didn’t know how long they stayed like this but it didn’t feel long enough the moment his fingers stopped. Xinyan did feel infinitely better, the satisfying grin on her face saying it all, as well as her leaning back against him.

“Thanks for that too. I do believe I’ve officially been spoiled rotten tonight.” Xinyan looked up to smile at him and was greeted with mesmerizing icy blue eyes that made her heart jump with the way he was already silently gazing upon her. Xinyan’s heart jumped again once he tilted her chin up a little more while lowering his to kiss her gently, but deep as well.

Both of her arms moved on their own, raising upward to hold him just as he was while she kissed him back. Internally, Xinyan had dismissed the idea of a kiss, given the meal she had recently eaten. Chongyun however, didn’t appear to mind at all. His tongue slipped between her lips to claim her own and earn a moan. Their lips separated several seconds later, but the moment wasn’t over. Xinyan didn’t even have a moment to say anything about their kiss before her face turned red again and a gasp left her body from the weight of his fingers pressing down, rubbing against core. Slowly, he slid two of those calloused fingers right into her, curling them to graze against her walls. Her legs twitched, closing a little before spreading wider for his touch while he kissed her ear. This wasn’t their first time, but Chongyun had never been so forward; actively taking hold of her like this.

“H-Hey…” she breathed deeply, her eyes focused on the fingers that constantly pulled out into view before disappearing again to send a shiver to her lower spine. “Chongyun~”

He whispered directly into her ear. “Ssshhh. Relax. I got you, so just let go.”

His words made her hips sway, rocking in rhythm with his digits. Chongyun’s left hand came from around her side and slipped in between the bathrobe to squeeze her boobs firmly, going between each of them to show equal affection by kneading them like dough. Her voice leaked out as whines and moans as his advances persisted. Chongyun himself was a little flushed by his brazenness.

“To think you had nothing under the robe the whole time.”

“I..I was wet.”

“And what are you now?”

Xinyan hid her face in the crook of his neck. “Wet~” she mewled. His fingers got rougher with her, thrusting in faster and simultaneously destroying and building a tension her body was filled with. Her hips had completely left the couch and Chongyun moved his back to claim her lips again. Xinyan could only open her mouth wider, inviting him in to conquer it with this new found vigor of his that she couldn’t, nor wanted to deny. Anytime a thought began to form in her head, it faded into pleasure the moment his left hand pinched one of her nipples. From head to toe, he had ensnared her in pleasure that steadily began dripping down his wonderful fingers. Xinyan wasn’t sure how much more she could take. She could feel her own body grip them, trying to squeeze down for something that wasn’t there. If it was however…Xinyan’s body shuddered and hips grew weak at the idea. Their kiss grew ragged and her moans were only interrupted by her own lack of breath. Chongyun must’ve noticed this. He reluctantly let her tongue go for Xinyan to catch her breath, but in truth all she did was pant harder.

“Wait! I’m…I’m gonna…!” She quivered

“Cum whenever you want. I’m not stopping til you do.” Chongyun leaned towards her ear again. “I love you so much.”

Such a dirty move, but one Xinyan fell helplessly for time and time again. Her fingers gripped his hair and her sight began to blur. Pleasure all but erupted through her body as her hips went rigid midair and her body coated Chongyun’s fingers with her essence. Seconds felt like an eternity before her voiceless cries found their noise. Her body finally went limp, falling to the couch. Xinyan’s head rested against Chongyun’s chest while she attempted to gather her thoughts and breath. Flushed beyond belief, she looked up at her boyfriend, disheveled as she was.

Her loving gaze said all that it needed, prompting Chongyun to kiss her again. It was gentle and deep like before, making the girl moan in relief as her body gradually calmed back down from the orgasm. Their kiss ended and Xinyan sank deeper into Chongyun’s embrace.

He watched his tired girlfriend. “You okay?”

“Mmhmm.” She nodded slightly. “Talk about a rush.” Xinyan dared to look up at him again. Slowly she raised a hand and gently flicked his forehead. “Soooo…did you enjoy A Couple’s Daily Life?”

In an instant, Chongyun felt his body go cold, then his face heat up with the rush of blood flowing to it as Xinyan smirked at him. Caught red handed, but how!?

“W-What’s that?” He said, no convention in his voice whatsoever. He didn’t even know why he tried and folded immediately. “How’d you know?”

“Xiangling mentioned it one time she visited. I even borrowed it to see what all the hubbub was about.”

“…That would’ve useful information to know.” Chongyun made a mental note of that next.

“Hehe, Sweetie? Not to sound ungrateful, because I’m really not, but what in tarnation possessed you to read a romance book and put the moves on me?” He tried looking away but Xinyan put her hands on the side of burning red face. “Relax, I’m not mad or anything.”

“I know. I just…I’m embarrassed. I was hoping you wouldn’t notice that I needed to do something as cheesy as read romance books to think of ways to put you at ease.”

“Put me at ease?”

“Lantern Rite. You’ve been running around so much, getting frustrated during rehearsals, and staying up so long that even I can notice circles forming under your eyeliner. I mean you even came home after not eating and a tired voice. I wanted… I wanted to help you relax. A way to take the edge off. But anytime I went to see you, I couldn’t think of anything. I felt useless.”

“Hey. You’re never useless, understand me?” Her thumbs rubbed the sides of his face. “Okay, I’ve been a bit out of sorts with this performance coming up and everything, but ain’t anything I’m not used to or can’t handle. Though I suppose to plenty of people I haven’t looked my best. Maybe I have been pushing harder than I should, but I promise I’m okay and you’ve been putting me at ease from the start.”

“I have…?”

“Heck yeah! Chongyun, just you dropping by during setup makes me happy. I may not show it because I’m juggling one thing after another, but your company itself is wonderful because I know if I need you then you’ll be there. Feeling that level of trust is all the ease I need. Don’t go thinking you had to do something as grand as this. Although once again, very grateful.” She giggled.

“Being there is enough. It’s really that simple.”

“Always will be, I love you. And don’t feel bad about searching in a book or asking someone for advice either. You only know what you know. And now that I know you’ve been looking at me so attentively, how could I be anything but happy?”

She was all smiles. Chongyun had felt so embarrassed and concerned about everything, and she burned all of them away in a matter of seconds. Xinyan truly was amazing. Chongyun held her a little tighter and rested his head on her. It was as if a weight left his shoulders. He couldn’t help but sigh.

“Aww, look at you. All worked about making sure I’m not. Somehow, that’s so perfectly you.”

“The irony is not lost on me.”

“Hehe, cheer up. You’ve achieved your goal after all. Let me pay it forward.”

“Hmm? How s-”Xinyan left his embrace and flipped over to her stomach. The girl gave him a smile as she shimmied her body down the couch, her head was over his waist and her hands rested against his not so hidden erection.

“You didn’t think I didn’t notice this guy poking me the entire time, did ya?”

It was a good thing Chongyun was already blushing. “Aren’t you tired?”

“A little, but I’m a tit for tat kind of gal. You know that. Also…” she tugged at his waistband, freeing his erection. Xinyan wasted no time taking hold of it and making Chongyun groan instantly. She kissed the base then gave the growing length a long lick to the very tip, her gaze never breaking away from his. “Moments like these always feel the best when both partners are satisfied.”

She gave no room for compromise. Just like he did to her, Chongyun didn’t have time to respond before Xinyan wrapped her lips around him and gradually swallowed him. Admittedly, she wasn’t too experienced in things like this. But what Xinyan lacked in experience she made up for in effort. Chongyun could feel her tongue work its way up and down his shaft as her head bobbed slowly. They were a lot alike in ways people wouldn’t immediately guess. Like how quick they were to be vocal.

“Xinyan~” he moaned, already losing himself in the pleasure.

Hearing her name and seeing his flushed expression only spurred Xinyan on. She wanted to see more of it, moaning as well in the process. Xinyan took his left hand and led towards the side of her face where he then started rubbing and guiding it gently as more of him worked its way into her throat until all seven inches became ensnared by her mouth that surrounded him in immense warmth. Chongyun’s scent, his very taste overwhelmed her senses gradually. He couldn’t even keep his hips still either as they grew numb, Xinyan’s name still leaving his lips again and again. She had intended to go until the end, but this had felt more exciting than she anticipated. It was like a switch had flipped.

Before he could reach his limit, Chongyun was released from her lips, his length fully erect and twitching. “Xinyan?” He said trying to compose himself.

“Do you remember our first time?”

“Yes. Dragonspine; what about it?” He watched her sit up and undo her robe, revealing her body in all its glory.

“Let’s warm up, okay?” Her voice trembled with desire and want.

Chongyun took his pants off completely, then removed his shirt. He didn’t care to remove the sleeves and neither did she wear the robe. Xinyan had already put her legs on each side of him and hovered above his lap. Slowly, she lowered herself onto his length. Both couldn’t repress their lustful moans. Xinyan could feel every inch spread her open and Chongyun could barely keep himself together as her walls clung to all the way down, giving him an immense heat that he didn’t want to push away. His impatience got the better of him and he pulled Xinyan into another ravenous kiss while her hips began rocking back and forth.

After all that effort to keep calm, Xinyan made him toss it to the side. Their bodies pressed against each other, exploring everything. Xinyan’s hands found their home in tracing Chongyun’s well defined torso and running her fingers through his hair and they continued to kiss. Her hips moved all on their own to bring both them steadily to their end. An end that Chongyun wanted to race towards apparently, as Xinyan felt his hands grab hold of her ass and pull her even closer onto his length.

Xinyan was forced to break the kiss after that. “Aaah~ Chongyun!” She cooed. He gently nipped at her neck before going further. His mouth captured one of her boobs and relentlessly teased it. Xinyan’s arms kept him close; not like he planned on stopping his assault. The way he dug into her all of her sensitive spots made moans into a symphony for only him to hear. “I..close again.” She uttered between breaths.

Chongyun leaned forward until Xinyan gently fell back onto the couch. “Let me watch~”

A request that not only caught her off guard, but made her squeeze tighter. Chongyun took both of her hands to hold and continued to rock his hips as he gazed down at her with a mixture of love and lust in his eyes. Xinyan didn’t know where to look. His eyes were dangerous and looking away didn’t undo the feeling of his gaze on her body. Looking down only frazzled her mind, burning the sight of his throbbing length plunging into her forever in her memory along with the indecent noises they created each time it reached her deepest part. Xinyan was left completely exposed.

“N-Nooo~ wait! Please I- Chongyun~” there was no escape. “CHONGYUN~”

Her entire body tensed like stone, doing nothing else but fulfilling his request by cumming all over on his rigid cock and gripping it, begging for his seed. It pushed him over his limit. Xinyan felt like her body was hit with electro and he pulled out all at once. Ropes of his burning hot essence painted her body, landing in messy lines across her stomach and even her boobs. Both their bodies spasmed as the pleasure kept hitting in waves, one after the other until they were weak enough to function again. Sweaty, Xinyan looked at Chongyun who was as breathless and sweaty as her.

“L..Looks-” she sighed, “looks like I need another bath.” She laughed weakly.

Chongyun could barely function, still trying to recover. Even so, he faintly smiled and laughed as well. “My bad.”

xxxxx

Will the pampering never cease? At least for the night, and Xinyan was okay with that. Their little quality time had her legs more than any running around had done. Now the two of them sat in her bathtub with Chongyun’s hands at work once again, but this time they were rinsing her hair and massaging her scalp. His body made the water cool and refreshing and frankly, Xinyan couldn’t get enough of it.

“Aaah, nothing beats quality time.” She began humming.

Chongyun listened to the girl’s joyful melody as they both relaxed. Things got a little out of hand, but everything ended okay. In the end, that’s all that mattered. He finished with her hair and once again pulled her into his embrace. He kissed the top of her head and relaxed himself.

“I love you, my little rockstar.”

That’s a new one. She didn’t remember nicknames being in the book either. Xinyan smiled and rested against them. She kissed him quickly then briefly shut her eyes. “I love you too, sweetie.”

xxxxx

Another day, another cup of tea. Once again, Xiangling had perfectly predicted Xingqui’s taste. “Have you seen Chongyun at all today? He’s usually here before you.” She asked.

“If I had to guess, he spent all night reading the book and overslept.”

Moments later, the boy came walking around the corner to greet his friends and take a seat. “I’ll have a-” Xiangling placed his order in front of him again. “That truly is terrifying.”

“I know my loyal customers.” She said with pride. “Anyways, you look happier than yesterday.”

He nodded, joy beaming across his face. “I finished the book and took some of the ideas out of it. Things didn’t go completely as planned but it all worked out.”

“Really?” Xingqui said with deep fascination. “That’s wonderful news! So, what clever stunt did you draw inspiration from?”

Chongyun’s face turned red again and he laughed awkwardly. “Umm that’s a little personal don’t you think?”

Xingqui paused for a moment, unblinking and thoughts derailed. Surely Chongyun didn’t. He wouldn’t! And yet, the obvious blush and scent of floral shampoo told a different story. Xingqui looked at Xiangling who stared at him with all the smugness of a cat as she wrote a bill and slid it his way.

“A chef knows her loyal customers.” She repeated.

Chongyun watched Xingqui hang his head in defeat. Clearly he had missed something the two didn’t bother to tell him about. Which reminded him…

“Xiangling, since when do you read and discuss romance novels?” He squinted.

The girl froze. Of course Xinyan told him. “….We don’t need to get into all that.”

#genshin impact #genshin smut #chongyun #xinyan #xiangling #xingqui #chongyan #chongyun x xinyan

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deady-nightshade · 2 years

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About this Blog: Dead by Daylight Edition

This is a rather dark blog. I will write about Killers and Survivors. This blog will NOT contain the following; necrophilia, incest, non-con, or minor/adult content. It WILL/MIGHT contain the following elements; kidnap, murder, blood, gore, morally grey readers, manipulative behaviors, victim mentality, torture, swearing, knives, guns, chainsaws, death, corpses, cannibalism (for writing pertaining to Leatherface), bugs (spiders included), nightmares, dub-con, human sacrifice to The Entity, etc... I will warn you of the story’s elements, like how I already do with my other works.

These are the Killers and Survivors that I feel comfortable writing for; the list will change as I become more comfortable/knowledgeable (please feel free to send requests for other characters — I will research them and get familiar with them). I will try to write the characters as close to the source material as possible, but I will add my own twists and head cannons — there will be some divergence from cannon (seeing how they will be reader inserts).

Also, feel free to send requests. When you do, please specify who you want (Killer or Survivor), the rating, Reader’s gender, and any other tidbits that you want me to include. For example, NSFW Scenario with Ghostface (Danny Johnson) becoming obsessed with F!Survivor who happens to be dating Leon.

By default, this blog will be F!Reader inserts unless specifically requested. I have never written M x M, or F x F, but I will try my best.

Content Offered

HeadCanons (HC)

Blurbs (500 words or less.)

Scenarioas (word length ranges, but they will have a beginning, middle and an ending, with the possibility of becoming miniseries).

Content Guide (sexual content wise)

🔪 Knife: SFW

🩸 Blood: Soft NSFW (oral sex, fingering, masturbation, etc...)

💀 Skull: Hard NSFW (penetrative sex)

Killers

Ghostface (Danny Johnson/Jed Olsen)

Trapper (Evan MacMillan)

Pyramid Head

Pinhead (Hell Priest)

Wraith (Philip Ojomo)

Legion (Frank, Joey, Susie, and Julie)

Trickster (Ji-Woon Hak)

Huntress (Anna)

Artist (Carmina Mora

Blight (Talbot Grimes)

Survivors

Leon Scott Kennedy

Jake Park

Quentin Smith

David King

Felix Richter

Meg Thomas

Mikaela Reid

Kate Denson

Cheryl Mason

Ada Wong

Feng Min

**I will not write for Michael Myers! I have too many family members named Michael, and using that name in any NSFW content gives me the heebie-jeebies. Nor will I write for Freddie Kruger.**

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anemoarchonhoe · 2 years

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Professor AU.

Warning: violence, knives, attempted robbery

You are NOT the main character, despite having your own story, because the world revolves around them. Not you. Never you. You're just the person pursuing their love. You are born to love and adore them.

You are their Suitor.

The story starts the moment you set foot on the city gates of Mondstadt. It was way different than Sumeru's capital city, the air filled with songs from musicians scattered around. A true city of romance and poetry, this place. You sighed, letting the sounds of your surroundings drown out your worries for the moment.

Now, you just need to get back to your rental house. It was a cozy little home, and your landlord has been very pleasant to talk with. You're sure he would find it a nice place to live in, too.

...Your smile drops at the thought of your elder brother. You silently continued to walk in pensive silence, looking around the busy street in foolish hope that you might recognize him in the crowd, as you familiarize yourself with the roads.

"Is he truly here?" you wondered to yourself. Only one way to find out is to begin your search.

You were about to turn to a street corner when a strong hand grabbed your arm and forcefully pulled you in a dark alleyway. You let out a soundless gasp, the air knocked out of you when your back harshly hit the wall. A cold blade suddenly presses itself against your neck, making you widen your eyes. You can feel your hands get sweaty as you will yourself to remain calm.

Great. Just your luck. A mugger.

"Listen here; scream and I'll slit your throat, so don't do anything funny. Quietly give me your mora and any valuables you have. Now."

Just when you were about to reach for your wallet, a hand suddenly settles on the mugger's shoulder, making him look behind him.

"Get MUGGED!" said the man in a cardigan before slamming a thick ceramic coffee mug on the robber's head, stunning the latter man.

"Ugh! Why you—!?"

The robber attempts the stab the cardigan dude when another hand wordlessly grab the wrist of the robber from the left. Before he could react, the man with a pinned up side braid knocks the robber unconscious with a single punch, likely breaking his nose.

You slowly slide down against the wall, your legs feeling like jelly under you, tears slowly sliding down your cheeks as you start to sob. You truly thought that that'd be the end of you; that you'll never get to see your brother again. Oh, Celestia. You've never felt more grateful for a second chance.

"...Are you okay? Were you hurt?"

You look up to see the man in the cardigan looking at you with concern. You nodded, wiping your tears away with the back of your hands.

"Y-Yes. Yes, I'm fine. Thank you so much for helping me..." Fresh tears rolls down your chin.

"Well, I'm glad you're not hurt." The man in the cardigan hands you a handkerchief, a gentle smile on his face that made you subconsciously return it. "You look much better smiling than crying!"

"I called the Favonius enforcers, they should be here soon." The other man enters the conversation. You look at them both and your mouth forms a small 'o' shape.

Twins. And good-looking ones at that. Both have the same double side braids, though the man in semi-casual wear has one of his braids pinned up.

It was when all the drama about the robber and the Favonius police were over that, after the twins dropped you off to your house, you remembered.

You didn't get to ask for their names.

Author note: This is supposed to be an intro to the AU so excuse me for the shit quality, but I swear it'll get better on my next post about them. I just wanted to get the first meeting out of the way before I elaborate on the romance part hhh. Anyway, check out @/wheatcak3's art of the professors. And also @/cinnabelle2's Prof Himmel au art. Very good bois. Much love. ❤️

#ventus.imagines #just venti #just himmel #genshin impact nameless bard #nameless bard #nameless bard x reader #himmel x reader #genshin x reader #genshin nameless bard #venti x reader #genshin impact venti x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin venti x reader #prof au #genshin modern au #tw robbery #tw knife

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whispereons · 11 months

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Oracle!Reader Part 4

Masterlist - Part 1, Part 3, Part 5

TW: this has death, mentions of child abuse, and more heavy topics. Remember that SAGAU is (usually) a yandere au and yanderes are a warning by themselves. Plus SAGAU is a cult, that makes it 10x worse depending on how it is. You've been warned.

You wake up feeling refreshed for once. You managed to get a full sleep and when you felt your face, the mask was still there. As you get off the bed your foot touches the bag the clothes were brought in. Now with more clothing options, you take a shower ready to properly wash your body.

The shower attached to your room was small and clean. This wasn't earth so no shower or bathtub but what they had was the closest to it since the Kamisato's were rich. In fact, you would even say it's better than Earth. Were the water bills here as high as it is on Earth?

You soaked in the warm water as you scrubbed away the filth. From the dirt to the dried blood and the pus from the electric wounds. Your hands traced the faint scars that covered your body. Little nicks from knives to full-on stab wounds from a certain relative.

Some days they felt like battle scars. You looked at them proud of how far you've come, how much you've survived from. Other days or most days you should say, they felt like your failures were on display. Whether from lack of awareness or for failing to save him.

The thought of him still makes you sad even though it's been years since it happened. It seems being in another world in a whole new situation couldn't shake his influence from your life. You aren't completely sure if that's a good or bad thing.

You finish your bath and apply first-aid to the minor wounds. You were quite skilled in this area from years of practice. Looking through the bag with a critical eye you choose one of the new outfits. It's unlike anything on earth. Both in style and fabric. Actually that's probably cause you were never able to afford high-quality clothes like this.

In typical Genshin fashion, it was asymmetrical with many accessories. You left most of the accessories in the bag and only wore the body suit pieces with the shirt and pants. Your feet cried in relief with the new socks and shoes.

As you finish doing your hair, someone knocks on the door. You open it to see a servant handing you a tray of food.

"Good morning, I'm here to deliver your food and a message." You take the tray from them and listen.

"The weekly festival and ritual for the creator will be happening this afternoon. As such Lord Kamisato has requested that you leave for Ritou after it. 'An oracle should attend even if not publicly. Especially as it's the Kamisato Clan's turn this week.' That is what Lord Kamisato message says."

Fuck. A ritual and festival for you? That's just begging for your bad luck to bite you in the ass again. You can already see yourself accidentally meeting Ei there.

"Thoma will bring you there after lunch. If you have any more questions please don't hesitate to ask." The servant gives you a moment to voice any questions before leaving.

Everything you wanted to ask isn't something they could have answered so it was best to wait till Thoma picked you up. You set the tray down and begin eating, it seemed this day wasn't going to be any less hectic than yesterday.

You were stuck in the estate while waiting for Thoma to pick you up. You couldn't leave in fear of meeting an enemy and dying. You may be the creator and should be a god therefore immortal. But did you really want to test that? No. You've skimmed by death enough times to know it's painful.

Trying to be productive you thought back on when you first arrived on Seirai Island. Now that you have a good identity with the Kamisato's approval you need to worry about living difficulties.

How will you get mora? A job would be best but you need one that allows you to travel around. You couldn't risk getting attached to one place in case your identity is compromised. It also can't be stationed in Inazuma meaning Komaniya Express was out of the question. The Adventurers' Guild was the only option.

You could probably sign up sometime during the festival but that could be risky if Ei requests their records to search for you. If the opportunity arises then you'll sign up today, if not then you'll do it in Liyue.

Since you'll be traveling around then a home or apartment isn't necessary. You'll probably need some camping gear to sleep and cook. Thankfully your life on earth has already taught you what you do and don't need. Plus a weightless game bag with little to no limit is priceless.

Now the hardest part is how you'll deal with the enemies. You don't know how to wield a weapon outside of a pocket knife and you had no controllable elemental powers. (The anemo and geo that helped you yesterday did not count. You couldn't actively call upon them.)

Learning a weapon was hard. A brand new skill and you weren't even sure which would work best with you. No vision, delusion (not that you would ever use one), gnosis, or main character powers like the traveler. You were really in a tight position, would the Guild even hire you?

The moment you think that you almost laugh at yourself. If reckless Pallad who was so weak he couldn't run away from slimes. Clueless Lynn that couldn't find apples or sunsettias unless they were handed to her. And Tiantian who doesn't even know what the Adventurer's Guild does could all be hired, then so can you.

That doesn't fix the initial problem as they all stay in their nations while you'll be traveling. Hilichurls and other monsters' aggressiveness may have been exaggerated for the games sake. But that doesn't mean they aren't aggressive and can't attack you.

A series of knocks matching a melody are heard on the door. Were you really deep in thought for that long?

Opening the door, Thoma stands on the other side with a smile. "Y/N, are you ready to get going? The festival is going to start soon and my lord went early with my lady to prepare the ritual. I can show you around it while we wait for the main event."

His fast-paced speech showed off just how excited he was. It was a cute sight. Would this count as a date?

"Yeah, I'm ready to go. Everything I have is in my bag."

"Perfect then let's get going." Thoma takes your hand and leaves the estate with you. You begin the trek with Thoma when you remember your original questions about the ritual.

"So this must be pretty popular if it's done every week. In the message Ayato sent me, he said it was the Yashiro Commission's turn. Does that mean the other Commissions take the other weeks? Who does the last week?"

"The last week is a collaboration of the Tri-Comission with the Elctro Archon in charge. We take the first week, the second week is the Kanjou Commission, and the third week is the Tenryou Commission. It's courtesy for each commissioner to attend them all but the Electro Archon only attends hers."

So no accidentally running into Ei at the festival? Perfect but you'll still be on guard. Ei may be the biggest threat but you haven't forgotten the others. Ayato, Yae, and Heizou were the top people to avoid to keep your identity. You had no choice but to meet Ayato and even though it worked out, you didn't want a repeat of that.

"Then the last one must be the most exciting. Can you tell me more about what to expect?" Thoma helps you past the rocky path as you are halfway to Inazuma City. His grip is tight when you jump off a particularly steep ledge.

"When we get there the ritual won't start yet but the festival will be in full swing. You'll be free to walk around and look at the stalls. Food, drinks, games, merchandise of the creator, and even some small plays."

"Merchandise and plays?" It's weird thinking that you have official merch. Especially since no one knows that you are the face of said merchandise. You'll probably need to buy some to upkeep your oracle schtick.

"Yup! Merchandise can range from posters, clothing, plushies, and even decorative food. The scriptures say that the creator is especially fond of F/F." Wow, they even know your favorite food.

"Would they be selling the actual food at the festival too?" Please say yes. You've been dying to eat something from your world. Teyvat is great and you don't miss your old life but that doesn't mean you don't miss the things you used to have there.

"Of course they do! Everyone loves to experience what the creator loves to feel closer to them. As for the plays, they differ every so often. Sometimes it's the classic 'Creator making Teyvat' while sometimes it's something more farfetched like 'Creator using the traveler and acolytes for their will'."

You're not sure if your wish is arrogant but you kinda want to see one of these plays. Hopefully, if you have the time you can watch one before the festival ends. You can see Inazuma City coming closer and closer.

"Then what exactly is the ritual?"

Thoma smiles mischievously at your insistent question. "You'll just have to wait and see. Since the creator sees through you best, we wanted it to be a surprise."

Sighing you give up, it didn't really matter since you'll be seeing it in person. You climb the steps and finally look around as the surroundings slowly got more colorful. Banners of you with a gold cloak on are situated all around.

Awed you let Thoma lead you deeper into the city. Many stalls were set up with everything Thoma said. The people were no longer NPCs with similar models and nearly identical clothes. Instead, people of all types were chatting as they walked the streets. Colorful kimonos, yukatas, and what were those called? Happi? Either way, the sheer variety and amount of people stunned you. The 'crowds' in Genshin always looked lackluster so this was a wonderful surprise.

All around you could hear everyone speaking about someone. About you.

"What a beautiful work of art. I'm sure the creator would be pleased if I hung this up in my house."

"The perfect figurine of the creator. I'm sure this shows only a fraction of their perfection."

"Mommy, can I please see the play? Mr. Sorahiko promised to do the play about the creator and the archons. It's my favorite one!"

"Yet again I had enough rent and a free day to attend the first ritual of the month. Our beloved creator always looks out for us."

Man, you weren't sure how they would react if they knew you were the creator. In fact would you even still be the same if you lived a year or two as the creator? You're most likely to get a savior or god complex judging by how they talk about you.

Thoma smiles at the sight of your excitement. The way your eyes never stop on one place for too long. Your fidgeting as if you can't wait to be freed and explore. He had made sure to have this time off to spend it with you. He wanted to spend as much time with you until you left.

"Y/N, I'll show you the best spots and places. Trust me when I say that-"

"THOMA!" Thoma is cut off by the yell of his name. The way his eyelids drop and his lips scowl for a second show his annoyance. Was this person super annoying or something?

It's an old man with balding white hair and a slightly hunched back. He's behind the counter of Shimura's restaurant. He must be the owner, Shimura Kanbei.

"Thoma get over here! I need to speak with you!" Yeah, you can definitely understand Thoma's annoyance now. From what you can remember Shimura only ever bitched about Uyuu restaurant. But he was also a samurai so maybe that's why he's so rowdy?

Thoma smiles apologetically at you and says, "Just give me a minute please." You nod and watch Thoma go to Shimura. They talk and Thoma seems very insistent on something while Shimura keeps refusing. Seems Thoma lost the argument by the way he walks back to you with a disappointed expression.

"I'm sorry Y/N, I won't be able to spend time with you like I wanted. I owe Mr. Shimura a favor and he wants to cash it in now. I tried to convince him to let me repay it another time but it seems he needs it now. Again I'm really sorry Y/N."

Thoma's head was hanging and his eyes were closed with resignation. It was like looking at a sad puppy who was being punished for breaking his toy. You can't resist reaching over to pat his hair.

His eyes shoot open in confusion but he doesn't move away. He only stares at you with an unreadable expression and an embarrassed flush. You can't help but laugh a little and move your hand away after getting your fill of patting him.

"Sorry if that was sudden. You just looked really cute, like a puppy. You don't have to apologize for doing your job Mr. Fixer. This isn't the last time we'll see each other so go ahead and help the old man."

He looks away with a smile when you call him cute. He enjoys the way his face feels hot when you are around. The feeling of your hand on his hair was surprising but very nice. He wished you left it there a little longer. Maybe even forever.

"Thank you Y/N, I'll finish this up quickly and then join you! But before I forget, here, this is for you from my lord and lady." Thoma takes out a thick pouch and hands it to you.

The clinking, weight, and shape of the pouch give it away immediately. You open it a little to see loads of mora inside it. You could kiss Ayato, Ayaka and Thoma. You were no longer broke! Eagerly you put it into your bag for safekeeping.

"Use the money for whatever you wish. It's a present from them."

'I'll be sure to thank them when I see them. And thank you too Thoma for delivering it and escorting me here. Now go finish helping Shimura, we can hang out afterward."

Thoma smiles and jogs back to Shimura. You wave goodbye before strolling down the street. Once you get to a less crowded area you sit down and open your bag.

The game screen pops up and although the pouch is no longer there, your mora has gone way up. Instead of 108 mora, it's now 150, 108 mora. Knowing someone else gave you this money purely for whatever you want is really nice... Is this how Zhongli feels whenever Hu Tao and Childe pay for him?

Well, you won't be using most of this money, an oracle that wishes to stay hidden should live a frugal lifestyle. Plus you never know when you'll need to pay someone off to keep your face hidden. Even still spending some of the money now to enjoy this festival wouldn't be that bad. Right?

With renewed enthusiasm, you set off to explore the stalls. You make sure to keep your eyes peeled for any signs of Yae or Heizou. But it's all smooth sailing.

You get to a stall selling F/F and buy one. The taste is wonderful even though it's not exactly the same as the one you used to eat on Earth. Spotting a different stall selling Tricolor Dango, you get closer.

There's a little sign that says. "Tricolor Dango Creator Edition! Limited Sale!" It seems even here merchants won't lose a chance to make mora. The Dango is blue, gold, and purple colored. Curious you buy one and try it.

It's actually really good and it felt slightly nostalgic. Looking at the second one you bought, you stare at it trying to recall where you've seen the colors before.

It hits you that it's the same colors of the Fates you wish for in Genshin. Blue for the 3 stars, purple for the 4 stars, and gold for the 5 stars. They sold this as the 'Creator Edition' does that mean they can see your wishes?

A loud sound interrupts your train of thought. You and a few other bystanders look over to see Gorou looking distraught at his Tricolor Dango on the floor. A knocked-down stack of boxes on the ground and oh boy, Yae Miko standing right with him.

You can't hear what Yae is saying to Gorou as he fixes the boxes. But you can see the very uncomfortable look on Gorou's face as she circles him. You want to leave, Yae is not someone you want to get the attention of.

Steeling yourself to turn around and walk away, you try to look away. Yet you can't stop looking at just how badly Gorou wants to escape her. It bothers you to no end. You glance at the Tricolor Dango he dropped. It's the same creator edition dango you bought.

You groan and start walking over to them. This was so stupid, you were so stupid. Reckless, dumb, softhearted and-

You continue to beat yourself up as you confidently walk over to them. Yae looks at you with slight confusion as you sling an arm around Gorou's shoulder. The look on his face is hilarious.

"Hey, Gorou! Good to see you came back to Narukami Island so soon. I know you came back for your gig at the Yae Publishing House but I never even got to see you. C'mon, let's hang out while we have the chance. Oh, and you must be the Yae Miko right? A pleasure to meet you, I hope you don't mind me stealing him. Thank you, goodbye~"

You drag out the last syllable as you simultaneously drag Gorou away. Yae doesn't follow you to your relief and Gorou simply lets you pull him away. Once you're far enough away you let go of his shoulder and take a step away.

"So uh about what I said. You know what let me just be honest. I'm the creator's oracle and that's how I knew all that personal information about you. You just looked super uncomfortable around Yae that I couldn't walk away." Rubbing the back of your neck you look at Gorou sheepishly.

"Wow, that's uh a lot to process at once but let me thank you first. I was really uncomfortable. She isn't some horrible person but I'm not the best at countering her teasing attacks. Thanks for helping me retreat from that situation." Yeah, you did it at the cost of your own safety.

Even still the way his tail wags a little as he speaks and his ears twitch makes you want to reach out and pet them. Now that you can properly look at him, it was incredible to see actual animal ears on a person. You try to tamper down your excitement but it's a little hard since they move so often.

That's also when you notice the way Gorou is staring at your dango. His poor dango was left on the floor and he does have a big sweet tooth. Ah it's just one dango, you can get more dango later. You hold your dango out to him with a smile.

"I'm pretty sure Yae startled you making you drop your dango. You can have mine, it's the same limited creator edition." Gorou seems a bit bashful at his obvious desire but takes it from you gratefully.

"Thank you again. Even though you know my name I would still like to properly introduce myself. I'm General Gorou of the Watatsumi Island resistance. Even though the war is over, we still have official duties to maintain peace which is why I commute over here. What's your name?"

"My name is Y/N, as I told you earlier I'm the creator's oracle. As proof, I do have a fan given to me by the Yashiro commissioner." You take the fan out and it glistens in the sunlight. Gorou's eyes widen at the sight of it. Was it really that influential?

"I mean I already mostly believed you simply by the information you knew but to have Lord Kamisato's fan is impressive. It's an honor to meet you Y/N being the creator's oracle must be an envious position. That also explains why my body was weirdly okay with you pulling me along."

He really believed it just like that? Gorou isn't from Narukami yet he held the fan in such high regard. You mentally thank Ayato and have a feeling you'll be thanking him a lot more after this.

Gorou finishes the dango in record speed while you spot a stall selling creator merchandise. Gorou follows your eyes and stands next to you, his soft tail brushes against your skin. Man, you really want to pet him.

"Do you want to check out that stall together? I mainly came here for the festival and I already completed the work I had to do. It would be great to explore the festival with you."

You nod excitedly and tug at his wrist. "I don't remember much before I became the oracle so I want to explore everything! It wouldn't be embarrassing for the creator's oracle to buy some of their merch right?"

"Of course not! There is a lot of good things only available during the festival. And afterward, I can show you the best spot to see the ritual." Gorou lets you pull him to the stall full of creator accessories.

Really you just wanted something that would make you seem like a big fan of the creator. Nothing super stalkerish level but noticeable to those who are cultish, like the acolytes.

You look around at the items on the stall with Gorou. Nothing catches your eye until you spot a bracelet. The design is what really drew your attention.

The bracelet was gold with Intertwined Fates and Acquaint Fates as charms. It's incrediably beautiful but also worrying. How did they know this symbol when it's only in the Wish system and Paimon's Bargains?

Right when you're about to ask the vendor, Gorou looks at it and says, "Oh, I recognize those, pretty aren't they? It's written in the scriptures that when the creator is close to coming back they will use stars with fate's design to input their will into their chosen acolytes. I'm lucky to be one of them."

So that's how they know. Quite clever how they input the word fate into it hinting at the name intertwined fate. Or was it the other way around?

"Such rich history. I may be knowledgeable in some areas concerning the creator but in others, such as the history, I'm lacking. I hope by traveling around Teyvat I can grow closer to the creator."

"Don't say that Y/N! You are like a signal officer for the creator, hold that position with pride. No one expects you to be perfect right away. I don't know you very well but I can already see how hard-working you are."

Well, he wasn't wrong. Making up a whole new identity in a new world is hard work. But you decided not to buy the jewelry or anything else. Who knows what kind of act you may need to use later on? Expensive jewelry like that could hinder you more than anything.

"Thanks Gorou, I'll do my best to live up to the title of oracle. But enough about that, let's continue exploring. In fact, do you smell that? I can basically taste all the food they have here."

Gorou perks up at your words and points toward another stall.

"Do you like sweet food? I know all the best ones here. Even if you don't we can start there with the dango milk, it's a good warm-up for the other treats!"

You follow Gorou to the stall and order your own dango milk. Thick, sweet, and a weird texture? You can see why Ei likes it but you can also understand why Wanderer hates it. In fact, knowing that Ei loves this is ruining the taste.

"Are you okay Y/N? You don't seem to enjoy it. If you don't that's okay, not everyone likes it."

"I'm fine but yeah I don't really like it. Maybe because it's too filing." You chuckle weakly. You were enjoying yourself so much that the thought of Ei really ruined your mood.

Gorou glances around before gently holding your wrist and leading you to an empty bench. He makes you sit down before giving a 'wait here' gesture and leaving. You look at his retreating form in confusion and simply sit there.

You didn't do a good job hiding your emotions just then but his actions were still confusing. Wouldn't someone normally just say encouraging things and leave it there? You just met him today after all.

While you were still wrapping your head around his actions, Gorou comes back holding a box. He sits next to you and opens the box while speaking.

"I'm in no position to make you talk or vent your frustrations to me but I'm a firm believer in speaking your mind. Muzzling up all your thoughts never helps anyone. I may not have the perfect advice or any advice but I'm a good listener. But if none of those things interest you then you can eat this box of sweets with me."

He opens the box showing it full of taiyaki, sakura mochi, sweet shrimp sushi, and berry mizu manjuu. The way he holds it in his lap while offering it to you is like some teenager confessing. Especially with how his ears flatten on his head with his tail wagging slowly.

You can't help but feel thankful that out of everyone that you accidentally slipped up in front of, it was Gorou. Not only because he was a good person, but because he was the type of person to not overlook someone else's problems. At least that was the impression you got from him when he chose the books that would help Watasumi Island in that one event.

You smile shyly and grab one of the fish-shaped Taiyaki. The jam is sticky and sweet mixing with the crunchiness of the shell well.

"Well, I can't say too much about it but you're right that speaking a little will probably help me." You take a deep breath before retelling what happened with Ei. Of course, you used metaphors, alias, and even more tricks to hide the real story while getting the main conflict across.

As you speak, your emotions bleed through. You take angry bites of your treats leaving little crumbs on the corner of your mouth. Gorou is intently listening and nodding along the whole time. Absentmindedly he reaches out and brushes away the crumbs.

Both of you freeze once the action is done. You pull away with a slight blush and Gorou yanks his hand back as his tail wags rapidly.

"I'm so sorry! I was so caught up listening to you that I did that automatically." His face is starting to get redder and redder with each word. He buries his face into his hands in embarrassment.

You grin devilishly at the opportunity that luck has presented you with. You weren't Yae but a chance is a chance. You would be a fool to give it up.

"I understand and don't worry I'm not bothered by it. Just a bit surprised. But it's a bit unfair isn't it?"

"What do you mean?" Gorou looks up from his hands as he feels a chill go down his spine.

"Well you got to touch me, shouldn't I get to touch you as payback?" Gorou's ears go straight up and his face all the way to his neck goes red.

"I'm talking about your ears of course! Your animal features are most similar to a Shiba Inu right? I would love to pet your ears." You can't tell if Gorou is relieved or disappointed by how he sighs.

"Y-Yeah, I guess I can allow that. Is it really that tempting?" He moves to sit by your side rather than in front of you. Now with him almost pressed against your side you pet his ears. Almost immediately he whimpers at your touch.

"Please. Please ignore the sounds, I can't exactly stop them." He basically begs you. With a small laugh, you decide to go easy on him and not comment on it. Instead, you focus on how his soft ears twitch under your hand.

As you continue quietly petting him, he seems to relax further into you. Before long the almost empty box of sweets is beside you with Gorou's head on your lap.

Was he sniffing you?… Should you take it as a compliment or as something creepy? Well it's normal for dogs to smell people and you weren't being any better petting him like this. So maybe you're both weird and it's best to ignore it.

His eyes are closed with his cheek laying on your lap. His tail wags rapidly thumping against the wood of the bench. He mumbles sounds of contentment with whimpering mixed in. It's an incredibly cute sight. To the point where perhaps everything you went through was worth it for this moment.

You sneakily pet his tail, to which his tail responds eagerly by wagging harder. Gorou is seriously lucky nobody is around to witness this. It's ironic how just like you helped him from Yae, he helped you deal with Ei. It makes you feel a certain sense of kinship with him. Even if yours was significantly more dangerous.

"Y/N, there you are!" You jump at the sudden yell of your name and Gorou immediately sits up straight. Gorou whips his head around a bit dazed trying to find the source of the noise.

"I'm sorry it took so long, where were you anyway? The ritual is about to start." Thoma jogs closer to you and Gorou- did Gorou just growl at him?

You stare at Gorou in slight disbelief, maybe he was still out of it from sleeping? Yet Thoma seemed to respond in kind by grabbing your hand and pulling you up onto your feet, away from Gorou.

"You were hanging out with Gorou? Makes sense as he tends to come over a lot for the festival and work."

Thoma's words may be friendly but the way he was staring at Gorou told a whole different story. Gorou stands up from the bench too with his ears straight up in alert. Gorou stares at him with a barely concealed growl while Thoma smiles with gritted teeth.

Holy shit, they were never this hostile before. Well, they never interacted or had any voice lines with each other but they are both just friendly people in general. Why the hell are they even fighting? You know what the cause doesn't matter anymore. You don't need this kind of attention coming towards your area.

"Alright hold it you two." You yank your hand out of Thoma's and stand between them. Giving them both cautious glances you try to clear up the situation.

"I and Gorou were just enjoying the festival since we ran into each other at a dango stall. He dozed off right when Thoma yelled my name. The growl wasn't intentional. And Gorou I'm sure Thoma was just worried due to the growl."

They both seem to want to say something but they shut up at the look you give them.

"You guys aren't angry are you? I mean we should be enjoying the festival for the creator especially since the ritual is about to begin."

"No, I'm not angry. I was just a bit startled by the sudden hostility." Thoma says trying to hold back his frustration. You raise an eyebrow at that seeing clearly what he was trying to hide.

"I agree with Thoma. It was a bit offensive that he believed I would hurt someone outside of battle but I'm guessing that he was just worried about you." The look they give each other once Gorou is finished tells their true feelings.

"Alright since neither of you are mad at the other, why don't you shake on it?" Were you just fucking with them? Yeah, but if they were going to tell stupid lies then you'll make them do stupid things. You still didn't fully understand why they were so mad at each other.

Nonetheless, they both robotically reach out and shake hands. You can easily tell how they are tightening their grip to bruise and intimidate each other. Thoma may have the height but Gorou is a general for a reason. They let go at a draw.

This was going to be fun. Smiling you link arms with them and start walking to the main area of the city.

"With that out of the way, we should head to the ritual. We need to get good spots to watch it after all. I still don't even know what the ritual is."

The atmosphere relaxes for a minute as both men admire the sight of you. Your strength and willpower to keep plowing forward with both of them in tow despite their spat. They give each other a dirty look behind your back before walking in step with you.

"We should go to the left side Y/N, you did say we could hang out once I was done helping Mr. Shimura."

"The right side is better. I did promise to show you all the best spots."

And here they go again. By the time you get to the main area where a crowd was slowly forming, you were ready to sit in the first spot and ignore them both.

Like an angel from heaven Ayaka strolls to your group with her practiced perfect smile.

"Y/N, are you enjoying the festivities? The ritual is about to start and I'll need to bring Thoma with me to help out behind the scenes."

You release Gorou and Thoma as Ayaka gets closer to you. You've never been so happy to see her before. Still aware of the people watching you only hover near her.

"It's been a lot of fun, everything looks beautiful. I'm going to get a good spot for the ritual thanks to Thoma and Gorou. But of course, I understand that you need to take Thoma. I'm excited to see what you and Lord Kamisato have prepared."

"I'm just as excited to see your reaction Y/N." Thoma walks over to Ayaka as cheerful as ever but you can clearly see the way his shoulder sag. You wave goodbye to them both and Gorou has a smug smile. The minute he sees you looking, his smile softens to something kinder.

"Alright Gorou, lead the way." You still didn't fully understand what's making them so hostile but honestly, it didn't really matter. They weren't hostile to you and you were leaving today anyway.

"It's just up these stairs, and-" Gorou's words are drowned out by an overwhelming sense of something watching you. More like someone you realize as the sight of pink fox ears flickers in the corner of your vision. Seems like Yae has decided to watch you or Gorou, maybe even both.

You sit down with Gorou and pay extra attention to manage your expressions. The last thing you want to do is slip up again. A huge crowd formed near the stage, it looked suffocating to be there. Thankfully the spot Gorou brought you to was still close but high enough that you weren't being trampled.

On the stage is a statue of yourself. The statue is holding the Inazuma symbol in its hands as if displaying it. This statue is made of stone instead of wood like the one in your temple. The clothing and hair were made of Obsidian while you were made of Jadeite. The most notable detail was how gold lines seem to follow your veins in the statue.

Was that some sort of reference to the story of the creator bleeding gold? From what you remember reading in the room in the Kamisato estate, the scriptures said "The creator's blood is like flowing gold. Sacred and holy. Never should it have to be shed, and if so, may the offender pay for bleaching their golden blood."

You sure as hell bleed red so it's most likely that it's metaphorical rather than literal. But how many people in Teyvat see it that way? You had a feeling everyone took that chapter literally instead.

Ayaka goes up on stage holding a box while other servants that you recognize from the estate follow her holding more boxes. She gives her box to someone else to hold before going to all the other boxes and taking out the contents.

Gold, jewels, jewelry, fabric, and bottles of something presumably fancy are laid at the feet of your statue. Two servants place incense at either side of you before Ayaka lights them. The smell is refreshing and vaguely reminds you of cinnamon.

Your body seems to relax automatically but you keep it still since Yae may still be looking. Just as you're about to comment on the smell, Gorou speaks up.

"I've always wondered what it smells like." What? Gorou who has a great sense of smell can't smell it? You look around to see nobody else reacting to the smell.

Quietly you ask, "What do you mean by that? I thought we were just too far away to smell it."

"The incense used for rituals is special. It's specifically made with elemental power. Its concentration to make the sticks is so fine-tuned that only the creator and archons can smell the true scent. Everyone else smells nothing or a indescribable smell."

Well bullet dodged, you almost got caught there. By claiming to smell something, you would have drawn way too much attention for something that couldn't prove you well enough. You nod quietly and look back to the ritual.

Ayaka had now opened the box she was carrying showing two elemental decorations. It made sense that it's the highest prized offering since the Kamisato Clan deals with elemental energy the most.

She places a beautiful Sakura made of ice near one incense and a crystalline Camelia near the other. They were both truly beautiful, you would have loved to take them with you.

Ayato strolls to the front from who knows where and kneels at the statue. Never did you think that you would see Ayato kneel and clasp his hands in prayer at a statue of yourself. Yet everyone takes his lead and kneels down. The moment you see Gorou kneel is when you follow along.

Ayato's voice rings out over the dead-silent area.

"We offer these humble gifts to the creator. Our one and only maker that sacrificed themself for their creations. From every pebble to all the blood that exists in Teyvat. They all belong to you. We will continue to worship and offer to you as long as we still have the oxygen to do so. Let your title be our dying last words as you take us from this world into your loving eternity."

Damn, if you forgot that basically all of Teyvat was a cult, you sure as hell remember now. Just yesterday you were joking and play fighting with Ayato and now he was praying to you to basically make sure that he dies thinking of you. At least you knew that your worries about him killing you weren't unfounded.

You hold back the sigh of relief when Ayato says 'Amen' and everyone stands back up. Thoma opens the gate to your statue as the rest of Kamisato Clan leave the small space. People form a line to the statue holding offerings and boxes.

Old, young, men, women, and other species besides human all go up to your statue with gifts. They place them down and mutter a short word of thanks before moving for someone else. You look over at Gorou who's watching everyone with you.

"I didn't know what this ritual was so I have nothing to offer this time. Do you have anything to offer?" Gorou smiles mysteriously at your question.

"Yes, but I already gave them my offering. Really, I and her excellency offered on behalf of Watatsumi Island but I still count it since I was the one who caught him. But you won't see him till the next part of the ritual."

Oh, was sacrificing the next part? It wouldn't be pleasant to see animals be sacrificed in your name but you could deal with that. You wonder what kind of animal Gorou caught.

"Well just let me know which one you caught." He nods and rests his head on your shoulder as the line finishes. You can still feel someone staring at you. It seems Yae still hasn't given up.

With everyone out of the area around your statue, the gate is closed and Thoma walks onto the stage pulling 3 people along. They're in chains and old ragged clothes. Cuts, bruises, and dried blood cover parts of their bodies. You hold your breath at the sight of them lined up.

Ayato walks to the front of the stage and Thoma forces all 3 people onto their knees.

"People of Inazuma, this week will be slightly different from the Yashiro's usual sacrifice. Instead of one, we have three prisoners with the highest amount and the worst crimes committed."

Ayato unsheathes his Amenoma Kageuchi, the sword you had maxed out for him. He points it at the first prisoner.

"This man was a samurai that used his status to kidnap, rape, and kill multiple children. For the lives and innocence of those children he will face capital punishment. May the creator carry out their will through his punishment."

Oh my god. Yes that man is horrible and if his punishment is execution then let it go through but in your name? No, no, you don't want that man's life on your consciousness. Ayato points at the second prisoner.

"This woman was caught by the Grand Narukami Shrine. Not only was she colluding with a foreign nation to start a war but she was also found poisoning the water supply in the Shrine. That resulted in many shrine maidens becoming permanently ill and even dying. It also damaged the Sacred Sakura, she will face capital punishment. May the creator carry out their will through her punishment."

Was he going to say that for all of them? How many people have been sacrificed in your name? You barely breathe in fear of choking and calling attention to yourself. Right before Ayato points at the third prisoner, Gorou points at them first.

"That man is the one I caught."

Such a simple sentence yet it made you so nauseous. Were you dumb or just in denial for wanting to believe earlier that he was talking about an animal?

"This man was caught on Watatsumi Island. He had been found planting multiple explosives near the crop and farms on their island. This would not only kill a good portion of their population but also ensure that they would starve in the upcoming winter. For the attempted murder of so many lives he will be charged with capital punishment. May the creator carry out their will through his punishment."

The prisoners keep quiet with their heads down. Were they feeling guilty, resigned or apathetic? Doesn't matter, for what they did they deserve capital punishment but not under your name. They were still living beings that should rot rather than be killed for a god that didn't even ask for it.

"After hearing the crimes of these individuals. What punishment will we carry out in the creator's and victims names?" Ayato's voice booms and the public responds in kind.

At first it was a jumble of yells for certain executions. Seeing all these people including children yelling out for punishment in your name left bile in your mouth. You weren't about to say that all life was precious and that killing them in general was wrong but you were selfish.

The main reason you were so against it was due to your own conscious. Because this whole scene is confirming something you never wanted to believe. Something you struggled to accept or deny.

The masses seemed to reach an agreement and Ayato announced to everyone.

"The samurai will be forced to commit seppuku, the shrine maiden will be beheaded and the arsonist will be burned at the stake."

The stage is a blur of movement as the crowd cheered. The roaring applause and yells of excitement made you dizzy. You watch in a daze yet hyperaware of everything.

It starts with the child abuser, Ayato forces the man's hands around what looks like the man's sword. Ayato forces him to stab himself in the stomach. Its dragged from right to left. The blood sticks to the sword as Ayato pulls it out, the sight is disgustingly familiar. The samuri has his hands handcuffed behind him as he is left to bleed out to death in front of everyone. You aren't quite sure but by the way his mouth is moving, he seems to be screaming in pain.

The guillotine must have been set up while you were watching the samurai. Ayaka forces the bound woman to her knees and closes the top trapping her head. The shrine maiden is muttering judging by her mouth movement. Ayaka raises her sword and at that moment, the shrine maiden yells above the noise.

"Oh, beloved creator! Take me into your sweet embrace and show them all the truth of this world! Just as I have done everything for you, please-"

Her words are cut off as her head rolls. Ayaka stands there with a bloody blade and a frosty glare. The woman's head is stuck in a pleading expression and tears drying on her face. Your hands slowly grow paler with every second. The sound of desperate pleading brings your attention to the arsonist.

The man is already tied to the stake with wood at the bottom of it. Thoma's vision lights up but instead of hitting the man with his fire, he simply lights the wood on fire. The fire licks the thrashing man's feet and grows up the stake.

You can't stop staring at the two men slowly dying. In seppuku someone is supposed to cut the head off but no one will do it. And usually with burning executions they add more wood and fire to hurry up the process yet no one is adding anything. These two men are rightfully suffering for their crimes but you can't help but feel isolated as the crowd cheers for the men being publicly tortured.

In your name, in your name. Their deaths are on your hands. Those lives were taken due to you. You already had someone else's life on your hands, how could you handle any more?

A soft touch on your shoulder makes you look toward the source. When did he even move his head off your shoulder? Gorou is looking at you with worry evident on his face.

"Are you okay Y/N?"

More than anything you want to say no. You want to hide away and forget the deaths you just witnessed. More than anything you want to cry and not worry about the consequences. But things like that are too good for you.

You are sure of it now. Your identity must be hidden forever. The minute anyone finds out your true identity is when you'll suffer a worse death than those prisoners. Your brain and body seem to finally catch up with reality. You give a sad smile to Gorou.

"This is something completely new to me. Truthfully I'm just confused about how to feel about all this. But the creator's feelings are echoing clearly. They are thankful and very happy to see how devoted Inazuma and its residents are but... At the same time, they can't help but feel sad too. Innocent people suffered and even though those criminals are getting their due punishment, they still feel love for them. Because all of Teyvat and its beings are their beloved creations."

Gorou nods his head in understanding before asking.

"But what about you? This must be pretty intense for you as it's your first time."

Gorou really was kind, he's still worried about you. It's too risky to ever open up like you did before but you still need to maintain a close relationship with him.

"You're right, I think I need to step away for a little while. The creator's feelings mixed in with mine are creating a mess." Gorou nods in understanding before holding your hand and leading you away. Your skin pricks at the feeling of being watched so intensely.

Your mind is running a mile a minute to categorize everything you've learned. To think of a plan on what you'll do when you get to Liyue. Yet every time you go into the deep crevices of your mind with thoughts like 'Should I just live in the wilderness forever?' It's Gorou's hand that grounds you back to reality.

Reliable as ever you think to yourself as he sets you down on a bench near the Inazuma City entrance. It's funny how you are being taken care of by him twice in your first meeting. It seems even knowing how he gave a horrible man as a public sacrifice isn't enough to dissolve your love for him.

In fact your love for Ayato, Ayaka, and Thoma as people still existed in your heart. For years you had Genshin and it's people as your only source of safety and comfort. Despite your fear and desire to be away from Ei, you still wished that she would have some form of happiness too.

"Do you want to talk to me about it? If not then I can just sit with you until you're feeling better."

"It's fine Gorou, you should just go ahead and enjoy the rest of the ritual. That man you caught almost did irreplaceable damage to Watatsumi after all."

"You may be right but he's already suffering his due punishment. I'd rather help out my comrade than spit on the defeated enemy."

Gorou's words though encouraging will only lead to more trouble. Not only would you start becoming dependent on Gorou if you relayed your troubles in another metaphorical tale. But Yae's eyes are still watching you and it's quiet enough that her ears won't miss a sound.

Hmm, this plan might be risky but risk is necessary to trick Yae. You chew on your bottom lip while looking away from Gorou.

"I'm just a little sick. All the sugar and excitement wasn't the best combination for my stomach. Just let me have a breather and I'll be good to go. Go on ahead without me, I'll be fine."

Gorou is about to retort but a yell of "General Gorou!" cuts him off. A Watatsumi soldier stands closer to the main area waving their hands.

Gorou sighs and stands up with his tail drooping. He looks apologetically at you while you only smile nervously back.

"Don't worry about me Gorou. Just go ahead, I'll catch up later."

He nods and leaves. Once you're sure he's out of sight you slump against bench in relief. A matching sigh of relief leaves your lips as you tilt your head back and close your eyes.

"Well, aren't you a sneaky one?"

You hide your smile by rapidly sitting up straight almost hitting Yae who was behind you. Her teasing chuckle as you move to stand up and spin around to face her, lets you know that it was successful.

"No need to stand up little one. You're quite skittish for someone that managed to pull that cute doggy general away from me."

You duck your head and look away with a nervous chuckle.

"It's just that I was startled by you. I really mean no offense Ms. Yae." You finish speaking and can't stop your teeth from biting your inner cheek.

Yae smiles at your little tell as she places her hand over her mouth mockingly.

"Startled? By me? I believe you aren't being entirely truthful. But it's fine by me if you want to keep up your little lie. It's just that..."

Your eyebrows pinch in worry as she trails off. She stays silent as you begin fiddling with your hands.

"You'll have to be my precious 'friend' seeing as you stole Gorou from me earlier. At least for a little while."

You light up at her words and smile. Relief is clear in your face as you hold your hands together in front of you.

"Isn't that more of a good thing? I mean everyone says that you are very popular. I guess all the talk about kitsune biting was false!"

You immediately slap a hand over your mouth as Yae laughs at your words.

"Do we now? You must have heard such things from one of my editors."

Your cheeks take a light pink hue as she steps closer and peers down at you. Her gaze is piercing and you turn your head away slightly.

"I-I'm so sorry! Please don't eat me!" You speak with a pleading tone and your eyes screwed shut.

A little zap from her electro-fox hits your forehead making you look at her in confusion.

"I'm not going to eat you little one. My word, do I really have that fearsome of a reputation? That does make me wonder why a little lamb like you is wearing a gold kitsune mask if you are so scared of being eaten."

Time to see if you've built up enough credit for your trick to work. Your eyes wander around the area refusing to look her in the eyes. Your lips start to turn a little red from how harshly you're biting it.

"It was just pretty."

"Even though it's broken?"

"...it was cheaper that way." Your eyes are a little glossy from embarrassment. Your lips tremble as you stare sadly at the ground.

There was an awkward silence after you spoke. On the outside Yae isn't affected by your words but you caught the way her ear flickered for a moment. She's feeling a bit guilty.

Yae was arrogant and for good reason too. But it was also this arrogance that helped you get to the point where she won't ask about the mask anymore.

She can't help but feel the need to tease someone easily embarrassed like Gorou. By mimicking that flustered state with a dash of enthusiasm due to your first appearance being so energetic. You made yourself a perfect target for her to underestimate.

This paved the way for her to feel superior to you. That's why such an easily faked tell like biting your lip or really any area of your mouth worked so well. Made sense since most highly skilled people find the beginner tasks the hardest after they become masters. Something about being too used to harder things makes them either look too deep into simple things or overlook it completely.

You only could pull this act and not reveal your oracle due to Yae not feeling any bond. Ayaka didn't feel any bond or familiarity because you never pulled her. You didn't pull for Yae either and it seemed your theory is correct. Since she doesn't sense your divinity, she has no real interest in you besides your mask.

You can only hope that you managed to swindle her enough for her to lose interest in you completely. She wasn't heartless but she also had no problem leaving people to suffer unless it concerns someone she cares about.

The smell of burning flesh reaches the area and your act falters. You cough and wipe away a small tear. You peek at the fire that completely enveloped the arsonist and the black smoke rising. Your face grimaced at the sight of it. Was that samurai still bleeding to death?

Even from far away you can hear the people cheering as the stake falls down. You can imagine the way the burnt corpse crunches as it hits the ground. Was that shrine maiden head and body still there as it grows cold and stiff?

Yae tilts your head to look at her using her wand stick. The ribbons tickle your skin as you look up at her making sure to keep your eyes reminiscent of a doe.

"If you think your little act was enough to fool me then you're wrong." Shit, did she see through you at any point? No, it can't be. The only thing you let slip was your distaste.

"Stepping away from the ritual to avoid watching any more of the bloodshed is quite selfish. It's our job as the creator's subjects to dirty ourselves with blood in order to keep our creator pure." You recognize this from the book you translated to read. It spoke about the people of Inazuma only offering blades never used, therefore 'clean' to the archon. It seems it applies even more to you as the creator.

"Inazuma is filled with bloodshed, I suggest you learn to live with it. The Shogun fought numerous wars for this nation and even more for the creator."

You keep your mouth shut. As much as you would like to retort and speak against it. You really can't afford to bring any more attention to yourself. Your safety is on the line.

You keep a sad and guilty look on your face as you listen to her.

"Are you from Inazuma? It's honestly quite disappointing if you are, a resident not knowing Inazuma's history with the creator is a crying shame."

Shame bubbles up within you for not being able to speak your true thoughts but you use it to your advantage instead.

"I'm sorry... I just don't know how to read. I'm one of the residents forced out of Yashiori Island due to the war and tatarigami. I'm really sorry."

Another silence ensures and you don't even have to look at her to see the pitying look. It seems you were right about her feeling bad for those affected by the war. It was only a guess due to the counseling services she holds for samurai returning from war but it paid off.

"Don't look so pitiful like that, you're making me look like the bad guy. Nevertheless, ignorance is not an excuse to do wrong. I expect to see you stay for the whole ritual next time."

Yae only gives you a glance before leaving. You keep your head down as her footsteps slowly get quieter. You wait an extra second before slumping onto the bench and groaning.

This was exhausting, you couldn't wait to be on the boat to Liyue already. As you sat there trying to ignore the loud cheers from the main area thoughts of what Yae said kept trickling in.

It's the people's job to be dirty with blood for the creator? Bullshit. Even if some people were overzealous and wanted to sacrifice evil people, they shouldn't force other regular believers into it!

Just how many people were peer pressured into joining the cult's violent nature? If this whole creator religion started so long ago then what if those who refused to participate were turned into sacrifices? That would have forced people to join in fear of being killed.

After centuries or even millenniums of this pattern, this obsession and violence became normal and even expected behavior. As much as you enjoyed almost everyone's company, you could not afford to stay even a day longer. They may start expecting you to join in on stuff like this. You are no stranger to death and violence but Teyvat was supposed to be your chance to change. Not for you to find a new reason to inflict harm, especially for a religion about yourself.

Through the smoke and noise of everyone partying, you can smell the incense Ayaka lit earlier. Just a few minutes to relax you tell yourself. Bringing your knees to your chest to sit in a fetal position on the bench, you hide your head. You watch two cats play fight nearby as you think.

You just need a minute to decompress.

The beginning with Gorou wasn't the best but I think I got it to improve as the chapter went on. The real struggle was Yae. Personally I'm not that fond of her and writing her was hard. I hope all you Yae lovers weren't too offended, I really did do my research to keep her in character. This was actually half of a chapter but I really wanted to publish something. 10K words here instead of 15K like the other one is progress in my book. I'm trying to find a happy middle of 'long enough that it doesn't drop off' and 'not long enough that editing makes me cry'. Besides I wanna spread out the trauma I'm giving reader. Gotta save some for next chapter. All the comments and hearts are very appreciated!

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