#genshin impact x oc

[eiirqgi]

After the summer — Serenity Lovegood.

TW: slight mentions of suicide.

This headcanon contains spoilers for the ending of the story 'Summertimes Sadness.' If you're a reader of the fanfiction, I recommend not reading this.

Fontaine characters, modern AU

I'm so tired, i question if I can still turn back, but it's the only way to end and be free. I'm sorry, Navia.

"It's already autumn, and a year has passed since you left, Serenity," murmured Navia as her eyes got lost in the gravestone in front of her. The engraved tombstone reminded her of the essence of Serenity Lovegood, and the breeze carried with it the nostalgia of a time that now only existed in memories. Fallen leaves gathered around the grave.

"Here lies Serenity Lovegood, 2005—2023, she was a wonderful person, daughter, granddaughter, and friend.”

"You know, things are a bit more dull without you and your crazy ideas… And that's sad, everyone misses you." The blonde bent down to touch the gravestone and remove some leaves, as if trying to clear away the melancholy that gathered around the reminder of the loss. The wind whispered hints of absence, but Navia remained immersed in the warm echo of shared moments.

Her blue eyes filled with tears as she ran her hands over the name carved in stone, remembering. Each groove on the gravestone evoked a shared memory, a shared laughter, a moment that now only resided in the echo of her memory.

"Please, Serenity. I promise we'll figure everything out together, step away from there." She shouted as she tried to approach a young girl with pink hair and blue eyes near the edge of the building. Her long blonde hair clung to her face, just like her clothes were sticking to her body, due to the heavy rain.

"I… thank you, Navia. I really appreciate having met you and the others, but I…" The other girl's dimmed eyes looked at her with a sad expression.

"I really want to continue with you all…" The voice of the pink-haired girl broke more and more.

"But I can't anymore, I'm sorry, Navia. And just as the last autumn leaf falls, I will also go. Thank you for everything, Navia, thanks to you and the others." Those were Serenity's last words before she approached the edge and fell.

"No!" Navia shouted as she tried to reach the edge and grab her hand, but it was too late. She fell to the ground and approached the edge; her eyes opened wide, and she couldn't help but let out another scream as she clung to the railing.

"Na…, Nav…, Navia!"

The blonde-haired girl was startled when she heard someone shouting her name, turning to see Neuvillette, who had arrived with Wriothesley and Clorinde.

"I'm sorry… I was lost," she apologized as she began to stand up.

"Don't worry, you seemed lost in your thoughts. We came to leave flowers and were waiting for you to go with the others to a cafe."

"Oh, the usual cafe, right? Let's go." She began to walk with Neuvillette; her steps paused for a moment before looking back at Serenity's grave.

"Goodbye, dear friend."

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #neuvillette x reader #wriothesley x reader #navia x reader #genshin impact fontaine #lyney x reader #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact x oc #fontaine genshin x reader

[eternadreeblissa]

I wanna hold him in my arms, sing him lullabies, and give him my love.

#Surprise its not LU KSUDGRUGJH #But its not like i'm only shipping Ava to JUST LOZ or LU #so there'll be funky times when I post stuff of Ava being shipped with other guys of different fandoms #i have many of them but i cant draw them all KSUFBY #hopefully yall wouldnt mind 👉👈 #archivedart #Ava Rosamaryllis #Kabukimono #Genshin Impact x OC #Kabukimono x OC #he's so precious it hurts #I love this boy so much

[v3lv3tf0x]

Hello! I saw you do x oc as well and I was wondering if you could do wanderer x my oc, all my info about her is here:

https://www.tumblr.com/amiaaaaaq/739060692146159616/about-my-oc-amia?source=share

Just like a cute fluff scenario of them looking at the stars and holding hands and cuddling

(bonus if it gets suggestive at the end hehehe)

This was cute! I wasn't quite sure how to end it, but I hope you like it!

Amia snuggled closer to Wanderer, soaking in the softness of his skin, the grass tickling her bare skin when it moved with the gentle breeze. Wanderer’s fingertips traced patterns absentmindedly onto the back of her hand as they gazed up at the night sky.

     “You know it’s not real, right?” He murmured into her hair. 

     “It’s still pretty,” Amia rolled her eyes with a sigh. She felt Wanderer shrug slightly and sighed again.

     “Just enjoy it, it’s nice.” She took a deep breath, eyes fluttering shut. Wanderer stayed silent, moving to trace patterns onto her arm. Amia shifted slightly, resting her head more comfortably on his shoulder, wrapping an arm around his waist. Wanderer gave a huff of faux annoyance, patting her back.

     “Do you know any songs?” Wanderer asked. Amia blinked.

     “Some. Why?”

     “You should sing something,” Wanderer suggested, earning a giggle.

     “Alright.” Amia cleared her throat and softly began to sing a lullaby she recalled from a few centuries ago. Her voice floated on the breeze, a simple melody complimented by the occasional birdsong and rustling of leaves.

     “That’s an old one,” Wanderer mused when she finished.

     “You’re an old one,” Amia huffed, poking him in the side. Wanderer squirmed away, grabbing her arm and glaring at her halfheartedly. She smirked up at him, eyes gleaming mischievously.

     “Don’t.” Wanderer snapped. Her other hand shot up and poked him in his stomach, her fingers wiggling, making him arch away from her, dropping her other hand. She used the opening to pin him down and hold his arms above his head, continuing to tickle him relentlessly, giggling as he struggled, threatening her between breathless laughs.

     “You’re too easy.” Amia decided to let him go, sitting back with a giggle. Wanderer sat up, gasping for air, eyes narrowed.

     “That wasn’t fair, I wasn’t prepared,” he scoffed, reaching to grab her leg, yanking her down beneath him. “Your turn.”

#v3lv3t asks 🦊 #genshin impact #wanderer #wanderer genshin #wanderer x oc #scaramouche x oc #kunikuzushi x oc #genshin scara #kunikuzushi #genshin #fluff #genshin fluff #genshin x oc #genshin impact x oc #oc x canon #oc #original character

[sh1-n0bu]

Love letter event thing 🥀

Dear kazuha (genshin impact FWB)

Hello! It's Amia! I miss you so much and I wish you were here with me, actually I wish I could stay with you but I'm too scared to be traveling all the time...

Actually it's probably because my entire body hurts most of the time, but when I'm with you I feel like it's gone...

It's time for me to go now! Next time I see you in going to hug you okay?

Sincerely, Amia

𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜! 𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙪’𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙡 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙚!

to: keadehara kazuha from genshin impact

as a wandering samurai who has few close connections all over teyvat, it was no surprise that kazuha would receive a letter. not that he gets letters that much or often, he doesn’t. but the truth that he still has people over teyvat that care for him and that he cares for in return is undeniable.

sometimes, he would receive a letter here and there from the ones at the kamisato clan. more specifically, the siblings who are currently the head of the clan alongside the housekeeper. those three were the ones who helped him out greatly during the vision hunt degree, to which he is still incredibly thankful for till this day.

there’s also the traveler and paimon, both great friends of the anemo vision holder that he frequently exchanges gifts, wonders and letters with. they would write to him of their latest adventure and he would write back his own. there are also ones at mondstadt, fischl and mona, who he befriended when they got stranded on the weird island. there’s also xinyan as well, someone who’s from liyue harbor.

but there’s also another one. someone who has the closest yet also the most complicated relationship with. it was precisely during one of his moments of simply wondering what this person was doing, writing haikus about her, did a letter from her arrive. talk about perfect timing. so, with a knowing smile and a sense of growing longing in his heart, the samurai picked up a paper and a brush, dipping it in ink as he writes back his own reply.

“dear amia,

hello again old friend. it’s safe to say that i miss you as well. each time i come across something that reminds me of you in my travels, i just end up writing yet again another haiku about you. my travels have been filled with adventures, new friends along the way and the occasional getting drunk with captain beidou ( ´ ▽ ` ).

i have come across many new wonderful things in my travels, amia. most of them being new types of foods and snacks. i have found all sorts of innovative ways to make delicious, sugary goods from the most basic of ingredients. i’ll be sure to make them for you when we meet again.

and as for your health, please be sure to take good care of yourself. you tend to get sick easily and i wish to stay beside you a little bit more to look after you. alas, you have told me your wishes of not being the one to stop me from traveling and i’m forever grateful that you understand my desire to travel from one place to the other. one of these days, i will definitely settle down. and perhaps then, we can make things official.

with love, kazuha

side note; i would really love to accept those hugs(●’◡’●)ﾉ”

#nobu.writes #genshin x oc #genshin impact x oc #genshin oc #genshin impact oc #oc x canon #5k followers

[one0p1nk]

// I’ve been grinding in my world- but I also kept loving,,,-

// I might end up drawing more-

#pins’ art #oc// hana dyanthus #genshin impact art #genshin impact #genshin fanart #genshin oc #genshin impact oc #genshin impact x oc #genshin venti #genshin kazuha #genshin lyney #genshin freminet

[kurolumiis]

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

featuring — scaramouche, luma (oc)

summary — scummy scara & cecilia academy’s goddess. (headcanons)

warnings — scaramouche x oc, scummy scara, perverted tendencies, intimate photos taken without knowledge, luma’s secretly a perv too, smut written by a minor, non-binary!oc with female attributes

messages from the galaxy — ok so this is my take on scummy scara with luma. might write one as x reader for no fucking reason. but if i see some shit saying like ‘he’s mine’, i’ll delete ur comment bc it makes me uncomfy, also i’ll delete the whole post if i see the same thing in reblog tags. also im not comfortable with aspects such as non-con so it might not be as perverted as you’d like :( also just so that ppl can read for self-indulgence i won’t tag this as scummy scara

✰— scummy!scara who fell for luma the second he saw them

✰— scummy!scara who got home at night and stalked their instagram

✰— scummy!scara who jerked off to photos showing their cleavage

✰— scummy!scara who starts following luma around, slipping his phone under their skirt and snapping a photo, he was so quick with it too

✰— scummy!scara who corners every guy who flirts with luma, telling them to fuck off

✰— scummy!scara who somehow manages to change the dorms to that he could be their roommate

✰— scummy!scara who boldly walks around in nothing but a pair of boxers to tease luma, seeing their flustered expression and looking away was something he constantly fisted his cock to

✰— scummy!scara who is walked in on by luma, getting off and their name seeping from his mouth

✰— scummy!scara who notices luma’s eyes completely trained on his wet cock, twitching in his hand

✰— scummy!scara who whimpers out a ‘please, help me’, he sounded so cute, of course luma had to comply

✰— scummy!scara who receives the most immaculate head from them

✰— scummy!scara who now sneaks into their room at night, skimming his long, slender fingers up and down their thighs, waking them up completely

✰— scummy!scara who pleads how much he needs them, rutting his hips against theirs

✰— scummy!scara who finally slips it in, feeling pure bliss as their tight walls clamped around him

✰— scummy!scara who fucks them until morning, reducing them to a quivering, sobbing mess as he lives out his long-awaited dream

diorlumx productions, 2023

#—galactic.works #—scaraluma #genshin impact #genshin oc #oc genshin #scaramouche x oc #scaramouche smut #scaramouche hcs #scaramouche headcanons #scaramouche #scaramouche genshin impact #genshin impact x oc #genshin impact scaramouche

[sxaras]

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓

hello welcome ! my name’s luma and welcome to my genshin impact selfship event. the theme is the 2024 lantern rite! take your f/o’s to liyue and celebrate this years lantern rite with them! at the time of posting this, the complete lantern rite is not out yet. but you are more than welcome to create your own events/wait until the complete event is out. established relationships or mutual pining are completely okay! i hope you enter and enjoy this event! happy writing!

just send an ask with your oneshot/drabble title & f/o(s) if you want to join !

the rules for this event are as follows:

this is a selfship event. if you are against selfships, please dni.

proshippers dni.

no nsfw (suggestive is okay, please note i am a minor (17), i won’t be offended if you do not want to interact with me because of this rule).

word count does not matter.

selfships with my main f/o’s (Xiao and Scaramouche) and my f/o’s in general are alright to enter despite me not being comfy with sharing them. i want to be as inclusive as possible!

oc’s and self inserts are allowed.

the event will end when the patch 4.4 ends, i.e. when the lantern rite event ends. but extensions are more than welcome! just let me know!

have fun! this is to hopefully cause some happiness and joy within yourself and i hope i can provide that with this event!

participants !

FEEL LIKE I AM BREATHING — xiao, scaramouche | @sxaras

#☆—luma’s events #genshin selfship #genshin impact selfship #genshin impact #genshin x self insert #genshin x s/i #self ship #selfships #f/o #f/o community #self ship community #selfship #self ships #genshin f/o #genshin impact f/o #genshin x oc #oc x genshin #genshin impact x oc

[intothegenshinworld]

☆ Constellation Genesis

The idea || The follow up ideas

PLAYLIST

》PRELUDE: An Enactment of Genesis

PROLOGUE || The Outlanders

》ACT I: The Divine Sovereignty of Gods

C1 || The Legend of a Creator

C2 || The Tale of Primo Deus

C3 || The Era of Falsus Deus

© intothegenshinworld || © starlight anon . Do not copy, repost, translate or take heavy inspiration from my content. Thanks for reading.

#constellation genesis #genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact x oc #genshin impact x reader #protagonist is an oc but can be reimagined as the reader #sagau #sagau creator #genshin x reader #// #aether #lumine #dainsleif #albedo #archons #venti #zhongli #diluc #kaeya #xiao #kamisato ayato #kadehara kazuha #tartaglia

[beuhakkaka]

When I get the motivation I will be continuing the Scara comic, but for now take Venti being a dork and Annora being in love!

Oh also normal sized au-?!?!?!??!?! Crazy.

#not g/t #digital painting #genshin impact #genshin impact drawing #genshin impact art #genshin impact archons #genshin impact fanart #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact fiction #genshin impact x oc #oc x canon #oc artwork #venti the bard #venti genshin impact #venti art #genshin venti #venti #genshin fanart #original art #my art #digital art #artwork #art #artists on tumblr #genshin impact comic #my comic #ship art

[flat-loaf-fella]

Equanimity: Chapter Prologue I

A/N : First post? Hell ye

Warning : Violence, death, hallucinations, death, amputation— (please do tell me if I need to add more!)

Word count : 2k

Dividers by : @/saradika

“Fēng gē…” Her ears twitched at the mention of that name. Her segmental heterochromic eyes of light turquoise and indigo who set their gaze on the slowly ascending sun on the horizon before their attention went behind her, a boy setting a stool on the patch of grass behind the fence where she stood.

“…do you ever get bored?” The same question as any other day from the same young boy while sitting on a stool, "about what?" Answered the one standing on the fence as she tilted her head at him with a raised eyebrow. “Living so long?” The question just got a laugh from the long-eared girl before fully facing him, "never" she simply answered, his youthful eyes went wide at her.

She folded her arms as the fresh morning breeze ran along the strands of her hair, the tails of her clothes flowing behind her. Her gaze landed on the houses made of woods and crops planted on the terraces greeted by the sunrise, the people just doing whatever they are doing right now, live the life without the need to worry about monsters that will invade their homes. She may not be part of that life, but nevertheless she is glad that she has the chance of protecting it.

“I'm never tired of this” and without another word, she was gone in a blink of an eye. Literally. The boy just blinked and he was gone from his sight. The wind seemed to have stopped blowing before a breeze caressed his small body.

Soaring in the sky with her form being carried away by the wind will always, without fail, soothe her. To see the towering mountains, the sea, to see the cities, villages, houses filled with people living happily under her protection. She may not be part of that life, but nevertheless she is glad that she has the chance of protecting it.

Her movements, graceful yet every slash she made with her swings would penetrate any cover protecting the vital points of her enemies. With every step she takes, even the one with the lightest appearance, she's quick to move from one spot to another, before her polearm pierces her targets to finish the job.

One step after another. One thrust followed by another one. One swing and another one follows without even letting her target go. And even then she would question herself, if she looked at the field full of dead remains and the blood tainting the color of the earth with her absentminded gaze. The grip on her polearm loosened as the battle was finally over. Dust and blood on her body and clothes.

“Fēng gē”

Her eyes would shake in the slightest at the mention of her name from him, her grip tightened. She just let out an exhale, not even batting an eye at his direction, only his dark purple boots with its golden accents were visible.

Seething in breath she turned on her heel, “we deal with death. It is our duty…” Then twisted her body behind as she sent the polearm flying straight to the chest of the remaining hilichurl. Its squirming died out, she pulled out her weapon to see the creature falling helplessly—lifelessly—on the ground, her eyes trailed their way to her blood soaked blade.

She turned back to her initial position and this time, she lifted her head. “…And shall not be swayed by mortal ideals” after she said that she let out another sigh, his golden irises stared back at her. The next thing she realized she was gone, only to leave specks of anemo behind.

It's the truth and that's her life. To live long and fight for the weak, to drift in the wind and carry the wishes and letters of the mortals and gods alike, to see those she knew wilt and their stories eroded by time but remained in her mind. But until when will she keep herself away from the erosion? Even then, tales of old would and will sprout in the future. That she shan't worry about.

Although, the life she's living right now. It feels sour.

“Lady Fēng gē!”

He chose her to protect those in need, if she can taint her hands with the blood of her enemies then so be it. Mortal lives are short, their bodies are weak, horror beyond human comprehension could break them. Their calling brought her awake from her peaceful state under the waterfall, next to the sound of ravaging, screams, the cackles and roars would make her pointed ears drop.

That's her cue to enter the depths of the underground. And that's the only time he defied his orders.

The soldiers would cry tears of joy just at the mere glimpse of cyan outlines of her dress thrusting into the depths of the mine, sending the monsters flying on impact.

As expected from a battle to push the monsters back, lives were lost. Sight of lifeless bodies scattered on the ground, the overflowing energies from both sides, and the stench of blood flying into her nostrils made her want to puke. Fire courses through her muscles to the point of numbness. Her sight began to blur, black dots would interrupt her vision, or perhaps the large amount of red on the scene began to overwhelm her.

For how many times she swung her polearm, how many monsters she pushed back into the shadows from where they came, how many times bursts of anemo she unleashed. Everything seemed static. What brought her back from her state of mind was the high concentration of electro she felt, then rumbles and zaps from the other area of the battlefield. Each one's concentration would become stronger and stronger.

“Brother Alatus, I got you covered!”

A loud boom, a confident fighter, who unfortunately isn't in the sane mind.

But even then, the monsters kept pushing the vanguard to climb their way onto the surface. She felt herself slowly losing her sense of reality, her swings became more rough, her body was what could be described as fierce as a beast. She saw red, her vision would turn blue every so often and sometimes purple, her breathing was unsteady. Persistence is the only way for her to win or go back to the surface, with the power of anemo she decides to lighten her body, to ease her searing pain from every movement.

What she felt next was strong arms gripping her smaller body and she found herself thrown up. The blue sky and the light brought down by the sun was almost overwhelming, the number of people standing near her lying body on the patch of grass, many eyes set on her tattered and beaten body. Her eyes finally widened in realization, she's on the surface.

She would rise up and reach for her polearm only to end up falling on the ground.

“Fēng gē…”

It felt like a plague had been living in her mind and would rise every time she'd fall into unconsciousness. Headaches, pain in her body, hallucinary images. What parasites could live so long, for years? Decades? Centuries? She doesn't even know anymore.

Memories seemed like a partially burnt scroll. Even the waterfall would end up making her more agitated than ever.

But just one glance, just seeing the prosperous life mortals have made for their lives, her mind would end up in a trance and hollowed chest. At the same time, every sun's rising and its time to set into the horizon, to see the city still standing and full of life. Her sanity may be slowly—but surely—deteriorating, her chest may feel hollow, her movements may not have the grace and lightness in it.

Even then, she felt content.

“…you've strayed from your duty”

All she saw was red, even worse everything was a blur and the dark dots appeared, fades of blue and purple clouding her vision with their murky tints.

What did he mean by that?

Everything felt numb. Every time the wind blows it feels as if they passed through her body, like a leaf with holes from being eaten. She felt cold. She felt light-headed. She could feel her body easily swayed by the wind, it's as if another blow would knock her over.

What's going on?

Her ears—in her current state—anything that entered her ears were apparently sharp only to end up with buzzing and ringing. Like combining electro and pyro, her ravaged breathing, the numbing pain coursing through her body, the ringing and the buzzing that would later turn into something louder and ear-splitting.

What did she do?

She wanted to rip her flesh out while she screamed. Her head would meet the clawing fingers for she couldn't even open her head to relieve the pain. The wish to just comb in one place right then and there, to be free from the invisible entrapment she's experiencing, like multiple ropes tying her body tighter every second.

All those feelings came rushing down as she stood there in the middle of corpses bearing the four-sided arcing shape.

Then a fresh feeling came from her left arm. It brought relief like being released from a leash, her moment of joy was cut off when her purplish indigo eyes set their attention to her red-soaked arm.

On the ground.

While blood continuously drips from where the limb was supposed to be.

This parasite inside her seemed to take the joy of taking over, as all she felt before her amputation amplified many folds. Sense of reality didn't even graze her a bit. In her eyes, she saw a monster as her grip on her polearm tightened and it could break it. She saw them in, ready to fall, but she kept slashing and swinging.

She could hear herself scream.

But, about what?

Everything was a murky darkness she desperately wanted to free herself from, only for it to pull back. Then something cold embraced her whole body. A movement she made would be restrained from the external force he—they—had set.

...

Everything feels static, to know what day, year, how long, or wherever she is, her sense of reality seems to be slipping away. Thick mist clouding every other direction she turned to. And everything felt heavy, like being plunged into the very depths of the ocean where she would be squeezed by the pressure, rendering her immobile and attempt at resistance would worsen.

It's suffocating. She used up all of her strength just trying to keep the pain under control.

But just like many living things in the world, her body would give up on her. When all energy drained, she'd shut down. This feeling—how familiar—surely this wasn't her first time, tainted and murky. All tense muscles began to loosen and the silence was no more deafening, instead it was a sense of peace.

At times like these whenever her body stopped from being a weapon, her body would unwind and let the warmth of the sun wash over her, the wind to carry her fatigue away, the Earth to embrace her battered body. How beautiful… Everything seems to be washed down the drain, the murkiness and the squeezing feel on her body.

Sleep in silence, alone, the only other sound was her heartbeat. Every so often, even the sound of her bloodstream would make their way to her hearing. She guesses...

It's better this way...

Heartbeats.

Rushing bloodstream.

Ba-dump

Ba-dump

Ba-dump

crack

“T..r…’s s…on.. ..n …here! Sh…’s ..ot de… i.. ..e?!”

.

.

.

…how long has it been?

When was the last time the wind brushed between her hair? It's cold, but comforting. The scent flies up to her nostrils, the smell of grass, dirt, bodies of water.

She could feel her body moving, her fingers twitching. Seething, to feel how dry her mouth was. The urge to open her eyes was huge. Everything seemed to be too bright. Now her heartbeats weren't the only sound, her fist would clench and unclench itself, before relaxing.

"Hey...wake up!"

#loaf.oc #loaf.writes #genshin impact #genshin impact x oc #genshin impact oc #genshin oc #fanfiction #writing #writers on tumblr

[sometimesliterate]

DR. VERITAS RATIO | masterlist & faqs

i'm gonna try to put everything here so you don't have to go fighting for it !! my name is miya, the author behind this blog !! here i'll be writing some x reader & x canon blurbs about honkai: star rail and genshin impact. some of them will be in bullet point format, some of them will be actual fics. i'm trying to get back into writing so apologies if it takes me some time to get into the habit of posting !

— some things about me : miya

22yrs old, been writing for a really long time

i'm actually really nice i think i'm just super awkward at first

always down to make more friends !!

dr. ratio & scaramouche enthusiast ( and apologist )

mean men are my faves

— do's & donts : faqs

05 character limit per request

mostly a nsfw blog ! i'm horny im sorry

nsfw for ADULT characters only ( don't ask to age up ! that's weird ! )

please don't send asks regarding pregnancy !

no canon x canon right now but sometimes i'll cry about it on the tl. sorry in advance.

no requests about abusive relationships please !

sometimes i'll have my ocs interact with the tl. as a treat.

this is a canon x oc friendly blog ! ofc i'll write x reader stuff too but my oc's are gonna be there and there's no getting rid of them, they're autistic they don't know when to go away /j

— the oc's : girlies

kizuki nakami | priestess at the grand narukami shrine ( genshin impact )

calico | planetary protection division ( honkai star rail )

— masterlist : writing

to be determined

#honkai star rail #hsr fanfic #genshin impact #genshin impact fanfic #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x oc #hsr x oc #oc x canon #x reader #gender neutral reader #gn reader #pinned intro #blog intro #pinned post

[v3lv3tf0x]

hihi so im interested in a request because i never see anyone write for ocs so i kinda got really excited. scara x my oc pleas 🙏🙏

heres some images of my beautiful baby girl(she is 27)

shes 5'2(157.4 cm)

her names skull and shes a popular and admired magician in Snezhnaya but she also works as a fatui harbinger which is something common folk dont know. Her rank in the fatui is rank delphic because no one, not even herself, knows her limits. She's hydro catalyst, but if she's feeling extra then shes also good at using at a scythe.

so her personality is likeee the average extrovert, but around scara shes like nagatoro if you know that character 🧍 she just loves annoying him. She can also be extremely unhealthily obsessive.

for the genre i want it to be silly but hints at nsfw at the end- but no full nsfw.

I wasn't sure what you wanted me to write or how their dynamic is, so I kind of took it into my own hands. If it's wrong, please let me know! I hope I did your girl some justice, though!

Scaramouche watched with a bemused expression as Skull set loose yet another flock of colorful birds from seemingly nothing. The crowd cheered loudly, tossing coins, gems, and flowers onto the stage, showering the girl with wealth he knew she didn’t need. Her skirt twirled as she swung her arm in an extravagant arc, the little trinkets disappearing from the stage. More cheers arose from the crowd, but Scaramouche stayed silent. She turned to face him, winking when she saw him watching. He rolled his eyes but didn’t look away as she performed more tricks, enrapturing the audience with her boundless energy.

     Once her show was over, Skull sauntered over to Scaramouche, who was waiting by the caravan, a grin on her face.

     “Well? Did you enjoy my show?” She asked, standing on her tiptoes to get in his face. He scowled at her, pushing her down.

     “No.”

     “Awwh, don’t be like that, Scara!” She said, bouncing on the balls of her feet as he opened the door to get in.

     “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Scaramouche sighed, grabbing her hand and haouling her into the caravan.

     “You’re so mean, you know that? I did extra tricks just for you!” Skull exclaimed, sitting almost too close to the harbinger. He glared at her.

     “I’m not mean.” He pinned her with an annoyed stare when she tried to climb into his lap.

     “You are,” she pouted. “You’re supposed to say ‘Wow, Skull, what an amazing performance, I couldn’t take my eyes off you!’” She narrowed her eyes. “You only looked at me, right? No toher girls?”

     Scaramouche rolled his eyes. “Sure.”

     “What?! Are you telling the truth?! If you looked at another girl, I’ll kill her! You’re only supposed to look at me!” Skull’s voice turned whiny and high pitched. Scaramouche grimaced.

     “No, I only looked at you, don’t worry,” he sighed, patting her head. She smiled up at him, pressing into his touch like a cat.

     “Good. Cuz I love you, you know?”

     “I know.”

     “And you love me, right?”

     “Yeah.” Scaramouche held in his sigh. Skull giggled, wrangling her way into his lap.

     “How long until we get back home?” She asked cheekily.

     “Few hours, at best,” Scaramouche answered, narrowing his eyes up at her.

     “Wanna do something fun~?”

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[idyllic-musings]

will you still love me when i got nothing but my aching soul?

summary. wistful musings are exchanged between two friends older than most.

trigger & content warnings. references to genocide.

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. comfort, soft angst. eir (genshin oc) & la signora. 1.2k words. eir uses they/them pronouns.

author's thoughts. THE BELOVEDS!!!!! eir fans come get your MEAL of a soft melancholic angst fic that i made <333 my post formatting will remain the same simply because i want you all to know that this is my oc!!!!! also i don't feel like working out new post formatting.

       "Your hair... It's becoming long again, Eir."

       La Signora's well manicured nails raked through their coffee locks with a gentleness she did not display often, tenderly working apart the tangles that had formed due to their lack of care and attention. A fire crackled on in the background, filling what would have been empty silence. The warm flames danced against their skin, mingling with the wistful glitter in their eyes, and similarly kissing the Eighth's face with a warmth she was both familiar and unfamiliar with.

       Said woman grimaced when her finger got caught on a particularly stubborn knot, a small crack now forming in her well cared for nail.

       "Archons above... your hair is thick enough to break my nails."

       "Sorry. I'll take you out to get a manicure done soon, okay?"

       "Hmph. Fine. That is compensation enough."

       "Well, that didn't take much convincing," Eir mused teasingly, to which she swatted their shoulder. "Okay, okay! I get it!"

       "Do you not take care of your hair? Of yourself?" she grumbled, taking a brush to their hair and working apart that particular knot with it rather than her fingers. They didn't reply. "Your silence speaks a thousand words. Take better care of yourself, Eir. I mean it."

       They giggled at her agitation, joking, "Why? I can just cut the damaged parts off if it gets too tangled. You think I'd look good with short hair?"

       "No."

       They laughed again, making the Fair Lady's lips twitch upwards. 'Such a beautiful sound,' she thought. 'Ah, this world is far too cruel for you, Eir...'

       "Aw. It looks so fierce and powerful on some folks. Why not me?"

       "There are some people who can effectively pull off such a look," she agreed, nodding, "but you are not one of them, my dear. If you want a technical answer"—she leaned forward, cupping their cheeks and squishing their face to her heart's content before leaning back again and continuing on with the task at hand—"it's the shape of your face. The structure of your bones. Anything that goes above your ears would not frame your face well."

       "Well... I trust you, Rosalyne. I mean, look at you—you are literally drop-dead gorgeous. I'd imagine you of all people would know what is best for my appearance."

       "You flatter me."

       "As I should."

       Rosalyne smiled, genuinely smiled that time, setting the brush aside and gingerly brushing their hair back over their shoulders. Finally. When their hair wasn't tangled, it was really quite beautiful.

       "Would you like me to cut it again?"

       "If you would."

       "Very well, then."

       Their reflection in the window they were situated in front of looked... tired. They could vaguely make out the shape of their star irises against the bleak darkness, caused by the raging blizzard outside.

       ...Damn. How were they going to leave without getting hypothermia? Not that it would kill them of all people, of course, but it'd be nice to leave dry and warm instead of wet and cold.

       They supposed they would cross that bridge when they got to it. For now, it was no concern of theirs.

       Hair shears snipped away at inch after inch of their hair. With each cut, Rosalyne's nails raked again through their locks to release any loosened strands that were a bit more stubborn than the others.

       "There," she murmured softly, only for their ears to hear. The shears were set aside just as the brush had been. "Is this short enough? I can cut it more if you'd like."

       "No. This is perfect. Thank you."

       Rosalyne leaned forward slightly, again cupping their face in her hands. Her thumbs brushed over their cheeks. With gentle guidance, she turned their face to the right towards her vanity.

       "The glass will never do you justice, Eir. It distorts your appearance in ways unbefitting of someone of your grace."

       Grace?

       They would hardly describe themselves in such a way, but they appreciated her sentiment.

       Their reflection in the mirror was indeed more appealing than what had been shown to them in the dark glass—she was certainly not wrong about that. However, the tiredness still remained, but... surely that was to be expected.

       Immortality was an exhausting burden.

       "Hehe... you know me very well, don't you?"

       "I would hope so," she scoffed. "It would be shameful if I didn't. Five centuries is quite a lengthy time to get to know someone."

       "Indeed," they agreed. "You and I were quite different people back then. I appreciate that our difference in paths is not enough to deter you from continuing our friendship."

       It was quiet for a moment, but then, Rosalyne sighed. Her hand was gentle against their cheek, as if she could not risk being rough with them, as if they would shatter if she ever did.

       "I am certain it is only because I am not here to take revenge on Celestia. I never was."

       "You never were," they echoed, musingly. "No... I don't believe that. You needn't lie to me. You are here to serve the Tsaritsa's will and avenge Rostam in the process—I understand, I do, Rosalyne. I just don't think violence will help in the way she thinks it will. You cannot remedy one genocide with another. An eye for an eye and the world goes blind, as the saying goes."

       "...This is where our ideologies differ."

       They smiled wistfully. "It is, but that's fine. I love you regardless."

       She did not say it back. Her lips parted—as if she desperately wanted to—but then shut again and pressed into a thin line. It... troubled her, her inability to express the love she most certainly held for her friend, but vulnerability was something she had long since forsaken.

       Eir did not take it personally.

       Then, a knock resounded throughout the surprisingly comfortable silence that had settled within Rosalyne's quarters. Her eyebrow twitched with annoyance.

       Nonetheless, she replied as smoothly as she could manage:

       "You may enter. Make it quick."

       With trembling hands, a much lower-ranked Fatui agent entered her room, bowing their head respectfully. "My lady, you are needed elsewhere—"

       "What?" the Harbinger sneered, fingers flexing slightly on their cheek but not tightening their grip at all. "Explain. Now. I do not have the time nor the patience for this today."

       The agent looked as if they were about to cry. Poor thing.

       "Lo— Lord Pierro has requested your— um, your presence, Lady Eighth."

       If looks could kill, they just knew the poor agent would have dropped cold and dead by now.

       Eir tenderly carressed her palm with one of their hands, leaning into her touch. A small kiss was placed on her scarred hands. Rosalyne's shoulders relaxed a little.

       "Go. It's fine. I'll be fine."

       "Eir," she huffed, thumb stroking over their cheekbone, "when do we ever get to spend time such as this together? Can he not simply wait—"

       "Rosa. I don't want to get you in trouble. I mean, I will tell all of your superiors to go fuck themselves if they so much as look at you wrong, but... you know, that's me. You don't have that same luxury. So, go."

       She didn't seem convinced, so they continued.

       "You and I have all the time in the world, love. You know that."

       "...Fine."

       Rosalyne stood up, the tapping of her heels gradually getting further away. Then, a door opened and closed just as quickly.

       Just like that, she was gone, and somehow the fire's warmth felt a little colder in her absence.

#🌹| eir. #genshin x oc #genshin impact x oc #spoiler alert: they did NOT in fact have all the time in the world

[originalgenshinscenarios]

I'm planning a monthly special so here is survey of who do you want to see!

It will be either fic or set of scenarios but I don't know how much it'll inspire me yet. The inspiration for it is an otome game called Variable Barricade, but don't worry the "routes" will be all different from the game. But some of the labels might stay the same depending on who do you pick and I might be inspired by some of the plot points from the game. Also it's modern AU!

The plot: Reader is an heir of a wealthy family, one day their grandfather had arranged candidates for their marriage. Now they have to pick between 4 questionable picks. None of the candidates have jobs and all of them seem like a scandal waiting to happen...

Reader's personality: A stubborn Tsundere-type who is inexperienced with romance.

When will it start?: It depends on you! I will start it after the survey gets a lot of votes in so I can be sure what majority wants. So unless we get active participation here- I won't end up doing it!

Without further ado... Here is the link!

Reblogs are okay! I'd really appreciate the boost here if it's not a problem!

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Addiction || Chapter 1

Claire's POV 

"PAIMON?!" 

Aether quickly looks away while Paimon gasps in shock. Since she gasped, I gasped as well. I was even shocked by the fact that everything in this dream— or reality feels so real. 

"How did you know Paimon's name?!" She backs away a little in fear as she floats behind Aether, giving me dirty looks. I sweatdropped before I answer her question. 

"You spoke in 3rd person, referring to yourself like your name." 

"But how did you know it was my name?! It could be Aether's name." I blinked, trying to understand the stupidity yet slight innocence in this conversation. 

"But... you accused me of knowing your name when I just screamed the name Paimon, right? So, I actually don't know you're Paimon before you accused me." My hand rests on my hips as I cover my mouth to yawn with the other hand. I'm grateful for the fact that my brain could actually come up with a quick comeback like that. 

"Ehehe... good point uhmm... what's your name again?" 

"Claire, it's Claire." I bowed a bit before smiling at them. I looked at the male traveler by Paimon's side and stretched out my hand towards him. 

"You're Aether, right? I assume so since this floating... creature? Yeah, whatever she is, said your name." He looked at my hands before taking them with his to shake. He nods as he lets out a small hum. Paimon on the other hand is grumbling from the fact that I called her some sort of a creature. 

"Your outfit looks very.. odd yet warm... are you not from this world as well?" My eyes widen a bit as tingles ran through my skin. I know I heard his voice lines in the archon quests and also while using him on the field, but experiencing a conversation with the real deal is WAY different. It hits differently as well. 

"Uhm.. Claire?? Aether, Paimon thinks she's spacing out." The emergency food's voice dragged me back to reality as I looked at both of their faces, anticipating me to answer their questions. 

"Oh.. yeah, I just got here. This is my first time in this, whatever this traveling through worlds is. And what do you mean by 'as well? Is there anyone who is also not from this world?" 

Gotta act dumb Claire! You can do it! 

If he knows you're spacing out from his soothing voice, he'll think you're a creep! 

Act as if you're clueless. If you can act clueless in lectures, you can do it in front of a game character as well. 

Aether's eyes sparkled a bit as he saw some sort of recognition in what I just said. He nods and tells me that the other uninvited person in this world is himself. Despite the fact that I knew it, I still try to act surprised a bit. We bonded a bit by the beach whilst talking about how we got here. I got to hear the full version of his separated twin story while I just told him my half-lie half-truth story. I didn't expect to feel the same damn feelings from the time I first played the game. 

"I am so sorry to hear that... getting separated with the one you love and care about is hard." I put a hand on his shoulder to pat it a bit before looking at the stars. 

"Yeah.. both of us got separated from what we love." Aether sends a sheepish smile to me. I sent one back before reminiscing everything I allegedly left behind. Jess, Tyrex, my family, my electronics. 

My genshin merchandise 

My other anime merchandise 

But then again, I can't compare this situation to his. He was sent here without a choice while I was practically begging anyone, anything, to get transported here. I sighed as I looked at the dark yet oh-so-beautiful sky. 

"It's getting late. Does any one of the two of you know a nearby village or city we can go to?" I asked them as we walk by the shore. The view was glamorous even at night, so I'm not going to complain about my sudden teleportation to Teyvat. 

And there is a slight chance this is real! Holy shit— 

"Paimon knows the city of Mondstat! We were just there actually! Come on, Paimon will show you, right Aether?" 

"Yeah, if you're okay with it." He smiled while holding out his hand in a way that made my inner fangirl scream. I looked at him before placing my hand on top of his. I nod and grab his hand as I reply with a quick yes. Paimon giggled and smiled.

"Yey! Paimon has another travel buddy with Aether!" 

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"Paimon is starting to regret this." She huffs and puffs as both me and Aether laughed. The sky was filled with stars as we walked through the whispering woods. My legs are a bit tired as of now. Nonetheless, I tried my best to speed walk a bit so we could arrive in the morning. 

"But it's true! I fished you out of the water." Aether smiles as he looked at me, exhausted from both the walk and the laughter. 

"But that does not mean Paimon is a fish!" 

"Okay then, you're a loach!" Laughter erupted once again in the middle of the forest. Paimon could only grumble and floats away in a pouty manner. My laughter went down as I followed her with Aether whilst calling her name. We both started saying sorry while holding in our laughter. Paimon being, well, Paimon, pouts and 

"I'll give you an Apple I found if you forgive me." She refuses my apple offer as she strides forward even further. That was until a bunch of shock-screech was heard. It was familiar, too, familiar even for me to forget. 

"Paimon! You disturbed the hilichurls!" Aether summoned his sword, which materialized out of thin air. I gawked at the scene of how he summoned his weapon. It would be normal if you saw it in the 3rd person, on screen, and in a game. Now, this is a phenomenon for my sleep-deprived brain cells. 

"Holy damn..." my eyes glimmer as I observe him fending off an arrow from one of those hilichurls. The weapon he holds is the sword we all know as Prototype Rancour. It was shining an ambient of light, signaling how it was refined. His movement was mostly the combo we would usually see, but there are some tricks here and there as he avoid each attack. A hilichurl was successfully defeated, which disintegrates into ashes as it was blown away by the wind, leaving a mask behind. 

Holy shit, I just saw literal murder, in accord to self-defense, in front of my eyes. 

Are we all secretly Shigaraki or something? 

"CLAIRE WATCH OUT!" Ather's voice breaks me out of my trance as I saw a flyi— PYRO SLIME?! It was aiming towards me as it rolls in the air, waiting to land. I swiftly move aside as the slime bomb huts the grass, burning a bit of it. My mouth was wide opened as I saw the cheeky hilichurl, dancing whilst grumbling as it sees that I avoided the attack. I don't possess any more with me, let alone a weapon.

"BITCH!" I dig a hand full of dirt as I balled it in my hand. I take a stand I learned in PE lessons. I gather up some momentum, then aim it at the hilichurl's face. The compact dirtball flew across the field as it hits It? They? Their face. Their body launched back due to the impact of the ball. After a few minutes of fending off the hilichurls that Paimon accidentally triggers, both I and Aether sat by a tree to take a break. 

Throwing stuff was actually tiring. 

"Claire! How did you learn to throw a ball that well? Your aim is very cool! Can you teach Paimon? And why did you say beach?" Paimon mutters to herself as she was confused. I looked at her and found myself in a dilemma. 

Should I tell her what's the difference between Bitch and Beach? 

Nah

●●••●●••●●••●●

After the whole ordeal of triggering a bunch of hilichurls, we managed to be on the bridge of Mondstat right before the sun rises to the sky. I still couldn't get my head wrapped around the whole-time difference here in Teyvat but that's just another worry for the future. For now, all I could think is Timmie's Birds.

Are the birds here in the morning?

If we were to scare them off, will they be back at noon?

My eyes scan the whole scenery in front of me just to meet the bridge's stones. There were no birds in the morning and somehow, I was a bit relieved.

That means I could kill them all when Timmie is here watchi-

"Now Claire, WELCOME TO MONDSTAT—"

"Paimon! Hush down a little!" Aether whisper-shouted to his companion. Paimon's eyes widened a bit before she realized it was time where most people are sleeping/starting to wake up.

"Hehe~ sorry~" she sheepishly scratched her head as I shake my head. We enter the city of freedom right around 6 AM in the morning, assuming how the sun rises around that time back in my place. My eyes instantly wander around the familiar architecture of the city. Some philanemo mushrooms were seen on some of the building’s wall. The breeze brush tenderly across my face, giving the city its free-spirited vibe.

I guess it is the city of freedom.

“Let’s go Claire! Paimon will show you around!” She puffs out her chest, wanting to show off her skills as a tour guide. I giggled at how cute she looks. I used to think of how annoying this floating creature is. However, after meeting a ton of characters in the game, she instantly went down from my ‘top annoying characters’ list.

“Paimon, do you even remember the routes around here?” Aether raised an eyebrow at his friend’s offer. The latter responded with a huff while folding her small arms in front of her.

“Do you not trust Paimon’s skills?! Paimon is the one that leads you here too!” My laughter increases as I pat the pixie’s head. Maybe not a pixie, but a fairy? [emergency food :D] I looked at Aether as a smile inched my lips upward. I took him by the hand and just sprint off to the fountain’s direction.

“Let’s start the tour from here!”

◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇ 

We’ve been walking around the city for 2 hours, resting a bit here and there at some available seats. At first, Paimon was the one who take the lead, showing houses and sites. Right after we made a short stop at Angel’s Share, Paimon got tired of talking and explaining. It was a bit off for me considering how she would often take the lead in any conversation in the story.

It’s not like I’m complaining

This might be the first time I have heard Aether talk this much. Considering this is my current reality, I should not compare someone’s ability to talk with the game’s dialogue. I had to remind myself a couple of time that now, the characters are living, breathing, and sharing the same oxygen as I am. We walk around even further up to the place we started. Aether had an idea to register me under the Adventurer’s guild since both are outlanders. I don’t have any particular reason to refuse, so we spent a bit of time registering me in the guild.

We continue to walk once we were done registering under the guild. By the fountain, we stop by a familiar shot to buy some brand-new clothing for me, which none other than Aether is the one paying. I tried to refuse, but he kept insisting on how I should at least wear something else rather than the clothes I was wearing. I was about to come up with an argument, but he has a point. I can’t go around in my BURNT hoodie.

A simple shirt with a bit of ruffles and long sleeves adorning the off-shoulder cut of the clothing. Complimenting the long pants, a belt was installed as an accessory. Some combat shoes were given as a bonus from how much mora we spent AND Aether’s effort in the trading promises. The last accessory, a cape with a hoodie and a hair tie was given to me as it came with the cape bundle. All in all, 125k mora.

“WHAT?! AETHER! I CAN’T LET YOU PAY THIS MUCH!!” I screamed inside the shop. Marjorie, who was looking around for some additional accessory suddenly jolted a bit. I liked it, the vibe really screams my name, but not if it was this expensive! Heck, it was not me paying it, it was Aether.

“It’s fine Claire.” Or so he said. Marjorie was about to make the transaction, but I halted their action.

“Wait… How about 50k first?” Both of them looked extremely confused about what I am offering, I should say one of them is confused while the other one was at shock, perhaps even mad beacuse the offer. Before she could say anything, I continue my offer.

“I’ll pay the rest 75k, with an extra fee of lateness. Every 10 days of nonpayment, you can increase 5% of my debt. If I were not to pay 75k by 10 days, you can charge me extra, making it 78.75k of mora. Therefore, you will have a higher profit. If I were to run away, you can contact Katheryne since my name is listed in the guild.”

“CLAIRE?!” Paimon was about to burst in panic since she thought it was a bit outrageous. However, Marjorie surprisingly agrees to the offer, and lets Aether pay the first 50K. We say our thanks and bid farewell to Marjorie. We left the store and stroll down the city with Paimon gawking behind my back.

“Paimon did not know Claire can make contracts like that! Where did you learn it? Paimon wants to know so Paimon does not need to spend a lot of money on it!” I giggled as I told her that it is a secret. Although I told her I learned it in my hometown, I could not tell her the methods and tricks about money. It will be alright to teach Aether, but Paimon on the other hand could use it as a getaway. Paimon pouts and I could only pat her with a small smile. Aether seeing the interaction between me and Paimon, smiled a little, thanking anyone or anything above that his new partners are getting along quite well. Maybe, he’s also hoping to get along better with his new partner as well.

Our last stop was the statue of Barbatos, also known as Venti in this world. The statue is much bigger than I had imagined, partly seeing it in someone else’s POV. Never had I imagined to be standing in the authentic spot where I would slaughter some characters for better luck. Ahem, setting the fact aside, I began to adore each detail I could find with my eyes, and not my PC’s screen.

“The statue really symbolizes freedom huh.” Aether nods along with Paimon. She giggled as she floats from Aether’s side, moving in front of us.

“Paimon can’t help but think that Claire is really interested in everything new! Paimon likes the spirit!” She giggled and floats towards the staircase, signaling us to come along with her. My other partner went along first before I trailed behind him. I took a last peek at the statue since I might get teleported back into the real world anytime. As my eyes looked at the statue’s hands, I was certain I could see a familiar bard in green clothing, sitting on it with his lyre in hand. I can’t help but smile and went along, catching up with the others.

I might be carefree now, but I could feel a gaze boring into the back of my head.

Who would that be huh?

》《》《》 《》《》《》《 

“Eh? Isn’t that Jean?” Paimon pointed out. Our eyes immediately looked at a lady, maybe at her 20s, with blonde locks in a ponytail. A bow decorated her simple hairstyle as the Anemo vision on her belt shines.

“Seems she's talking to someone… Let's let her finish, then go say hi?” Paimon turned to look at us with her smile as we nod. Paimon then slowly was about to approach them when she halted and looked at us again, specifically saying, she had her eyes on me.

“Wait… Claire, do you know Jean?” One of my eyebrows went up as I looked at her puzzled. Of course, I know Jean, she-

STUPID! NO YOU DON’T!

It clicked on me that I should be clueless with everyone that Aether has met up to this story quest. Sure, Aether has a bond with them, but that does not mean that I have created one too! In an instant, I shook my head from left to right.

“No, actually, which one is Jean? Is it the one with a mask?”

Okay maybe not that stupid.

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