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synopsis: aether is crowned prince of the abyss. before that, he had you.
pairing: abyss prince!aether x gn!reader, mutual feelings
genre: idk what you call this. 12am angst brainrot?
notes: i woke up from like three minutes of sleep and chose abyss prince aether. i have class in six hours, but i also have priorities
limbs aching from running, clawing their way through the falling city that was once so glorious. the sky of blue and white had now turned crimson red with the black smoke of fires burning in the distance. and among it all is you, standing on a fallen pillar with a fire starting at your feet. aether is briefly reminded of how witches of other worlds were burned at stake for the sins people accused them off. magic is nothing foreign to these lands, but aether thinks that if he were to accuse you of a crime; it’d be taking his heart.
lumine would laugh at him, in a way his sister always would when she realised he had a crush. leaving your poor twin sister alone so soon? in the back of his head, he whispers an apology to her. how he would have loved to die after seeing those flowers in her hair, the wild smile on her face while they sparred or even just feel her hand in his as they jumped to another world.
he’s sure she would have loved you.
she would have loved you, even as you looked around the chaos with a bright grin. loved you for loving her brother, for staying by his side when she couldn’t. she would have loved you, if only not for the fact that you’re dying and neither you nor aether know when you will return.
the flames on the pillar have grown, devouring your lower half slowly. even then, you don’t flinch. aether wonders how many times you’ve done this, whether or not it’s easier than falling asleep for you. he hopes it is. if you ever felt a prick of pain, he would kill the damn god that cursed you, and then everyone else.
“aether.”
he drops to a knee at your call, the scraped skin meeting burnt grass. he does not wince or blink, wanting to keep this image of you in his mind. aether doesn’t know how many generations will pass till the gods give you back to him.
“your highness.”
“there’s no need for such formalities, especially coming from my darling prince.” you laugh, like a songbird on a spring morning. aether will miss the sound of it, “time is almost up.”
“yes.” his voice wavers, and your smile becomes sad. verbal confrontation was never something between you both. the truth was told with blades, the violent dance in the battlefield. your coming death had never been discussed explicitly, even now. oh, how aether wishes you could die by his hands instead.
“you know what you are to do, correct?”
“of course,” aether says, firm and determined. he had made his decision long ago, and sacrifices were to be made.
you were the first.
you smile at him, proud and sad at the same time. aether wonders if he reminds you of yourself from long ago. i will not let you lose your love again, he thinks when you offer him a hand through the flames. he takes it, wishing he could pull you out of the flames that glow golden once your hands meet. never again.
“at this moment, i hereby renounce my title as monarch of the abyss. let what is left of us hear my last order; that aether will take my place as your prince, now and forevermore.”
and with that, the flames begin to burn even hotter. but aether stays, ignoring the look of surprise and questioning on your face as he hooks his pinky with yours.
“500 years,” he whispers, almost desperate as the golden flames sear his skin, “500 years is all i’ll give you to come back to me. that is an order.”
it’s the first and only chance he has to demand something of you, now that he is the prince and you are dying. despite the flames eating you alive, you smile at him once again, bittersweet in a way your love has always been. aether wishes he could kiss you.
“anything for you.”
and with those three words, you’re gone. aether stands in front of the charred pillar, breathing out a sigh. the world continues to burn around him, but he simply stares at the place you once stood. the gods wouldn’t even leave your ashes, he thought bitterly.
he doesn’t, or just can’t, dwell on it. aether kneels before the pillar one last time, head hung low, before he stands up and leaves to search for what is left of the army you gave him.
it will be a long 500 years.
Fandom: Genshin Impact
Characters: Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Zhongli, Xiao x gn! Immortal!Reader
Type/Genre: Bulleted headcanons, angst, hurt/comfort
Warnings: Mentions of death.
A/N: I was very heavily inspired by 🌈 anon and since they made me cry I’m gonna make all u cry as well
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hi love! what do you use to create your images, as well as the fonts for your images??
ouu, i gotchu, babe.
ibispaint is one of the main ones i use, it’s great for changing the colours or manga panels and you can also draw and add in fonts using the app!
canva is my go-to app for banners, it’s got a lot of different fonts and effects you can use—i also use it to animate some of my pictures for my pinned posts.
pics art is a good one as well from what i’ve heard, personally it’s not my thing but it might work for you!
for fancy fonts like this one: 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎
i use this website, you can just copy and paste them!
https://lingojam.com/FancyLetters
for gradient texts you can follow this tutorial:
https://metawin.tumblr.com/post/654452107473256448/how-do-you-make-your-text-coloured-in-tumblr-like
and for symbols you can’t find normally like these: ❃ ♛ ✧
you can use this!
https://coolsymbol.com
i hope i could help you, love. if you have any questions feel free to ask and i’ll try my best to help out!
vyn: always, you sneak and crawl and run and hide
luke: it's called intelligence
Happy bday from the twins <3
tw: cheating
[ 22:25 ] if loving kaeya was hard enough, then learning to unlove him was just as much.
it hits you like a bullet at random times of the day. memories you thought you have already buried in the deepest part of your mind pierces your skin and strikes directly to your heart. soften fragments of him and everything that had to do with him haunting your mind, like an annoying ghost you couldn't exorcise. his sweet words poisoning your mind to no end, the places on your body that he once touched kept burning your skin.
but was it so wrong to still want him despite it all?
(it is.)
there was a tiny part of you that regretted ever walking away, the you who still believed in him—the you who's still intoxicated with his destructive love. and you had to clench your fists to the point they're cloudy white to ground yourself that it's for the better, digging your feet into the earth to prevent yourself from running back to his cold unloving arms.
you had to remind yourself again and again that kaeya does not deserve you after everything he had done, for breaking you to the point you believed you're can't be fixed. for burning your soul to ashes with the heat of his touch that had grown cold. for drowning you in his ocean of lies, dragging you to the very bottom without letting you breathe.
you had to remind yourself that choosing to end your ties with him was better than letting him ruin you even further than he already had, and that you were not at fault that he chose to love someone else when he already had you in the very beginning.
you did nothing wrong.
you gave him everything you had and more. you just simply loved him more than he ever did to you, and there was nothing wrong with that. it's not wrong to miss the kaeya you once loved. it's not wrong to let your heart break and cry for him for now because you know, in time, it will heal itself back up.
and when you start to understand, these memories of him that revisit you will stop becoming haunted. you'll stop wanting it, him, back. the distant images only becomes a reminder that not everything that seems attached on you is for you. and everything will become easier when you have come to terms that you deserve better, that it is only right for you to walk away.
you decided that this isn't an ending, but rather a revolution. a better beginning, a redirection. like finding a map after a year of being lost—on him.