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idolatry

word count: 3.1K content warnings: unhealthy relationship dynamics, half self indulgent reader insert fanfiction half character study, unreality, religious undertones, possession is discussed abstractely, hypothetical harm to reader, the yandere is subtle but it's there

summary: you've somehow been reincarnated into a version of genshin impact where all the playable characters are self aware and seem besmitten with the player. the problem is that they can't make up their minds about whether you're their player or not...

a/n: aether vs your many fake fans

the flow of time has never felt steady to aether. despite how important it was to humans wherever he and his sister have traveled, there has always been a disconnect from it for him. You disappearing for months at a time is nothing out of the ordinary. time flows the same with or without You. like the sea's waves, it recedes and pushes. when he's used as a vessel by You, weeks can pass by in the blink of an eye and hours can feel like years spent in Your embrace. years have passed since You first started possessing them, and yet it's only been a couple of months at most. nothing moves forward in Your presence, nothing stays in stasis in Your absence.

so when he suddenly truly understands how humans experience the passage of time during another one of Your disappearances, aether immediately knows something is wrong. filled with dread and a harrowing heaviness deep in his gut that something has happened he can never take back, he finally understands what it means to be desperate for more time. have You abandoned him at last? has he not been enough, not quick enough to uncover this world's secrets and find his sister as You desired? finding you, clearly not from this world and trying to backtrack when you call him by his name—aether, his name, not Your sacred name he has been passing off as his own ever since Your arrival in teyvat—before any of Your other undeserving, fanatical vessels do seems nothing short of a miracle to him.

overjoyed at not having been abandoned after all, he clings to you and promises to protect and guide you through this foreign world—this time not as Your vessel, but as your first and most devoted follower. he doesn't need to be his own person, not when he can exist within the context of you.

paimon is less convinced. aether has turned even more immoderate and unnerving ever since your appearance, and she's not a fan. she… kind of understands. how important You are to aether, to the many others You've met through them during their journey. but does he—do any of them—really need to devote their entire being to You? she doesn't mind you, as a person, she really doesn't. but she doesn't like what You as a concept do to aether.

these days, she barely feels like she's part of the group, the one she formed with aether what seems so long ago, anymore. your arrival has completely overshadowed her presence. where she was previously part of a duo with her travel companion, she feels like little more than an afterthought now. she misses him. he calls her silly for it. she has only ever known him through Your command, so there isn't anything to miss. he's the same as he has always been. she just doesn't understand because You never graced her with Your embrace, and now that you have seemingly lost that ability perhaps she will never understand.

she says nothing, but she finds herself a little glad. better to never experience Your embrace, whatever that means, than lose herself completely in devotion to someone who clearly wants none of it.

the first archon they approach with you, venti, is apologetic but firm in the notion that aether is simply confused. he can understand how aether came to the conclusion, desperate and unused as he is following Your disappearance, but Your presence is simply unmistakable. he bids the two of you farewell amicably, but you find it impossible not to notice the difference in his demeanour afterwards when you run into him around the city. his smile is deftly crafted and practiced, his voice level and fingers steady as they pluck the strings of his lyre, but something about his eyes betray his own growing desperation.

if even aether is faltering like this, perhaps You really have abandoned them this time…? if he shows You how well mondstadt is faring, how much they've rebuilt and grown and thrived since You helped him quell dvalin's anguish, will You be proud of him and return? even if not to him, at least to the city? will You ever have Your vessels dance in the city square's fountain, or make the hike up the skyfrost nail to gaze upon the beauty of the unabating grey and white landscape again?

over time, even venti wavers and starts seeing what aether has seen in you. it is equal parts acceptance and desperation that drives him to you, to the one Your faithful traveler has placed his belief in, to feel Your embrace again, even if it can never be the same as it once was. he survived thousands of years without Your grace, to fold for it now that he knows what Your benevolence feels like is nothing short of shameful. the thought gnaws at him all the while until it has consumed him whole. in the end, he has not grown at all; still that little wind spirit desperate to not lose another he holds close. somehow, when you hold him, he can't seem to mind.

while the two of them have never discussed the matter of You explicitly, aether is perceptive enough to realise zhongli is one of the most reverent of the whole… of any of Your vessels. you called them cast without thinking the other day, whatever that meant. of Your cast. so he goes to him next, telling him that You've made Your way to this world permanently, that he's found You. his first instinct is anger, anger at your lying, anger that aether, who You have blessed with Your presence more than anyone else, who You picked as Your primary vessel, would fall for such mockery. aether was astute to not bring you along when he announced this, or perhaps you knew and chose not to yourself. it matters not. he knows he has proven himself to You, that the real You would never hesitate to reveal Yourself to him. instead of expression his righteous fury, he does his utmost to reign it in. if anything, this works in his favour. he almost feels sorry for aether, wrapped so tightly around the pinkie of a fraud.

upon meeting you properly, he realises perhaps he misunderstood the situation a little. zhongli isn't a fool (when he's not blinded by momentary rage, at least), he can see how uncomfortable you are with the whole situation. while you are not blameless for continuing this facade, aether has deluded himself and cast You aside entirely on his own—and when You finally grace them with Your real presence, zhongli is certain aether will be the first to fall from Your grace. that drunkard too, falling into temptation out of loneliness like that, will get what's coming to him.

until then, all he needs to do is keep his distance and stay as he is, as Your most loyal and dedicated devotee. until then, all he needs to do is send the two of you off. there is no need for him to get violent, not when Your punishment will hurt aether all the more. he thought he was long past such childish emotions, but he supposes that even now You breathe new vigor into him.

you shy either away from visiting inazuma entirely. seeing how the previous archons have reacted to you, you have little doubt that the raiden shogun would be the first to get violent. it's a dilemma you would rather avoid altogether, if possible. just in case. maybe your worry is misplaced, but… aether, of course, can never deny You, and the raiden shogun, of course, would meet your expectations without a proper thought.

the puppet has learned since, but much of the framework of logic she used to enact the vision hunt decree and rule over inazuma in the past several hundred years remains and is hard to completely make away with in such a short amount of time. imposing ei's will on a whole nation is wrong, but arresting and doing away with someone making a ridicule of You is a completely different thing. ei remains a little more hesitant, but even she cannot bring herself to completely disagree. You are the pinnacle of eternity, of control, of life—for some mere human to be impersonating You is unacceptable. hearing the traveler, Your closest companion, has put his trust in you would give her a bit of pause. he was right last time, so maybe this time as well… but then it was You who was right through him, not him in and of himself.

ultimately, your instincts would have turned out to be correct, and she buries herself in her plane once again, leaving the shogun to continue cleaning up inazuma. on her own, she imagines herself meeting You—the true You—and what it would be like to welcome you to her nation in earnest. she wonders if You would be proud of her.

nahida knows You immediately. she is the archon of wisdom, and weak as she may be, that title is not for nothing. your presence feels a bit differently from how it did when there was much more distance between You and her, but it pushes and pulls in a similar way. she doesn't feel she needs to, but should it come to it, she could always take a quick peek at your thoughts… and she would just get confirmation that she was right from the start. now that she's free—largely by virtue of You and the traveler—her word has much more weight than before. sumeru will always welcome You with open arms. if you prefer to live more privately, she understands that. but know that you can always come to her. for anything. she really, really means it.

it's only a small, selfish part of her, and she doesn't like thinking this way or how the other archons, the ones who should recognise You right away, are treating you, but a tiny part of her deep down finds herself feeling almost proud that she's the only one to recognise your grace. whenever you're around, she finds herself spending all of her free time with you. she wants to hear everything—your thoughts, your opinions, which weather or meal or nation you like better, your experiences, your home world, what it was like handling your vessels, everything and anything you deem fit to share with her. from how you indulge her, she's glad she also seems to bring you a similar comfort to the one You give her.

she wonders if Your embrace feels similar to when she possesses others' bodies. the warmth and absolute serenity that overtakes all of her senses when You control her can't compare to anything else. it's nice to be in at the helm of herself too, of course, especially with her newfound autonomy. but if You were to offer her that comfort permanently, she wouldn't be able to turn down Your offer.

when furina looks at you, she sees a reflection of herself. she might not recognise You, but she cannot bring herself to disdain someone in such a similar position to herself. she cannot imagine that You, kind and benevolent and goodhearted as You are, would want her to be cruel to you. whether that is her genuine belief or an attempt to redeem herself to You, after deceiving not only Your vessel but also You directly, does it matter?

Your presence has been a fairly recent entrance in her life, but she has been hearing about You for hundreds of years. she cannot remember a single conversation she ever had with her mirror self that did not feature You as a point of dialogue, of ambition. with only her and You to cling onto for hope for five hundred years, the only natural outcome was to develop such a strong faith and dependence on You. perhaps not as fervent as some of the other… archons, but not something that should be underestimated. Your presence in fontaine, even if through the traveler, had given her renewed hope at the time. as soon as she saw him for the first time, she knew.

your presence is… completely different. there's hints of You—likely residue You've left in the traveler—but not much else. she cannot believe in false idols, she tells the two of you, but she will see about providing some lodging for you. even if the traveler—even if aether is wrong about this, his service to fontaine deserves some merit, so she's sure this can be overlooked. it's what You would want, she hopes to herself. and if she finds herself seeking you out more and more, what difference does it make? when you smile so sweetly at her and praise her for holding on for so long, that you're proud of her, her resolve cracks.

neuvillette has always known of You. it is only when the traveler shows up in fontaine with Your presence in tow that he understands with certainty that You do exist, that he truly understands how wonderful Your warmth feels even at a distance and in these circumstances. You take Your leave for a while, and he thinks he is alright with that. even just knowing Your comfort so intimately (because this is already so much more than most are permitted), however brief, is enough for him. perhaps his returned authority also has an impact, but he is certain it would not have felt this invigorating without Your help.

and then You return, and he finds himself actually understanding what it means to be embraced. no sooner is he experiencing what it feels like to be whole for the first time before he finds himself in sumeru's desert, where he remains stranded for a week. Your presence fades until his punishment—for what, he remains uncertain—is complete, but Your hold on him does not, and something keeps him in place there the entire time. You do not use him much after that. he cannot deny Your judgement, even if he does not quite understand.

he learns of your arrival in teyvat through chance, by way of some opera gossip which happens to mention that furina has found herself a close friend. when he catches a glimpse of you… he cannot say he feels Your presence. none of you breathe a word about the subject to him, and it is only much later he learns of what you're hiding. if Your every loyal furina and Your first and most important vessel recognised You when he did not even so much as suspect it, where does that leave him?

of course childe would recognise You. that piece of the abyss that clawed its way into him so deeply it will never separate from him again would recognise You anywhere, even should ajax not. long before your current descent, he recognised Your strings of control much earlier than most of Your other vessels did. while he's never really given much thought to whether others have recognised You as well, he noticed the way Your presence lingered on aether in particular right away.

it's part of what drew him to the traveler in the first place—what's so special about him? why not childe? why did this outlander get to be Your vessel and he didn't? has he not proven himself enough for You? his mission aside, he felt a more personal disdain at the traveler. after he embarrassed himself in front of You and the truth came to light, he tries his hardest to redeem himself to the traveler. to You. so, naturally, when Your favourite little traveler comes to him with You in tow, he recognises You right away, as he always has. he's a little bitter, if anything—why did it take aether so long to come to him? does he not trust him? is he controlling You and Your actions? or—and he tries not to think about this too hard—is it You who doesn't trust him?

it doesn't matter. You're here now, and he's here for You now, and he'll do everything in his power to help You. You won't have to be alone any more, he promises, You won't have to hurt any more. nobody will harm You, ever again, not when he's here now. (he ignores how aether has easily stopped any harm from coming Your way so far without his help.)

it is you who thinks to approach albedo. the link is weak, but as soon as aether shows up at his makeshift lab in dragonspine with You in tow, he knows. it's as if he has no other option than to recognise You, however faint Your aura has become, as if there was never another possibility. it makes sense—after all, he was made for You. so were all the others, in a way, as was the whole world of teyvat, but not in the same way his master crafted him for You. to appeal to You. to be used by You. to find out the truth about You, though it's possible she just left him with that mission (to find out the truth about "the world"—You are the world) to keep him busy after she threw him away when he did not yield the results she was searching for. it doesn't matter. he's found You now, and he can't let you slip away. especially not to Your other, faulty vessels, those who couldn't recognise You at first glance.

thankfully, you seem fond of the area of the mountain and don't mind staying. you even take interest in his work, though you seem to not enjoy the constant sketches and pieces of art he produces of You for you as much. it's not the same as when You fill every molecule in his body and bend it to Your whim, but this is also nice.

one day you ask him about alice; she's been to different worlds, so you wonder if he could ask her about her methods. you seem hesitant, and you waited specifically until aether had left to collect some food for the next couple of days. it's a logical choice, Your favourite vessel would not take Your request well. albedo can't find it in himself to either. even if it's you asking, he cannot just let You leave, not after all this time. he promises you he will ask, but is honest when he tells you alice might take a long, long time to pass by mondstadt again, so… in the meantime, let him know if there's anything he could do to make Your stay here in teyvat more comfortable. anything at all. You're going to be here for some time, after all.

Omg I love her sm

The way that Pearl and Marina are NOT ONLY holding hands, but it is the CENTRAL POINT OF THE COMPOSITION and they TIGHTEN THEIR GRIP ON EACH OTHER OHHHH IM SO SICK

Can I send a request Platonic Female dancer, Cheerleader and Journalist x Ballet Dancer reader (not separate or both happen at the same time).

Pirouette's for Days (surviors! x gn!ballerina!reader)

# reader has a backstory , cut 4 length , there's a small kiss in each part but they are seen as platonic and not romantic , grammar and spelling warning , a tinge of ooc

INTRO

After a horrible “accident” left your theater in ash, the manors offer of shelter seemed to be your only hope. While the situation was not ideal, I suppose it did work out in the end. In exchange for shelter, food and water, you get stuck running for your life from blood thirsty Hunters who are dealing with the same things you are.

You should’ve been off and on your feet by now, but stuck in a never ending game of life and death leaves you trapped in a rickety manor that won’t let you leave. Thankfully, you’ve met some amazing people during your stay and you couldn’t ask for more. (Well, maybe a way out. But you’ll just have to take their deduction costume as an apology.)

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Female Dancer

Your destined arrival was a surprise to Margaretha, a delightful one sure, but a shocker nonetheless.

Margaretha truly believed that she would be the only dancer to ever roam these treacherous halls, that no one would ever understand her on a deeper level when it comes to dancing. How the act of it envelops her and consumes her mind and body entirely. Assuming the dancer was forever destined to waltz alone, others could hear her slow music box accompanied by the soft melody of her tears in the dead of night.

Thankfully, that time has come and gone, and Margaretha is in a better place now. Your company has shown her that not everything and everyone is bad in the world, she cherishes you deeply. She just isn't 100% sure how to show it.

You've found yourself adjusting to your peculiar situation quite fast, and you're sure that the Female Dancer is the one to blame. You spend most of your time with her, and usually, that time is spent on stage somewhere in the manor. This is where your secrets have spilled. This is where you've perfected your Grand Adage. This is where you've shared a kiss with the one and only Female Dancer.

Margaretha will break in your ballet shoes for you. She will help you sew and pick out your performance outfit for your upcoming solo. (You being forced by Ms. Nightingale to dance at one of the events, don't worry about it.) Margaretha will help you bend and flex every fiber of your being. Margaretha will do nearly everything for you, and you will do almost anything for her.

Cheerleader

Lily is almost certain she's seen a show of yours in the past, at least, before she was stripped of her aristocratic status because of the accident. Whether it was you or someone else performing, she remembers it and quotes it as an incredible experience.

Right off the bat, Lily wants to be your friend. She may not be the first person you meet in the manor, but she's a face worth remembering, as the Cheerleader starts to appear more often in your new life at the manor. If you do decide to indulge in the Cheerleader and choose to seek her out, she'll start to appear at your side more often.

The Cheerleader learns of your upcoming performance and is instantly intrigued. With the eyes of a puppy, she begs to see your practice, just for a little bit. How could you deny her? Not that you were going to, originally you were going to ask her if she wanted to see what you'd been working on. She doesn't have to know that though, as you quickly take her hand in yours and race off to the auditorium where your practices have been taking place.

Watching you dance triggers memories to flood in, and before she knows it, tears are flowing down her face. Your performance has moved her to tears and all she can do is mumble a small "m sorry..." as she tries quickly to compose herself. Your show has reminded her of better times before the accident took place, before her brother was rendered bed-bound, and before her life was overcome with grief and abuse. You help comfort her, hugging her tightly and laying gentle kisses on her head.

Lily will always cheer you on from the sidelines. Quiet as a mouse during your performance she quietly gasps from the sidelines, but after your show, she showers you with praise and compliments. Commenting on every aspect of your dance and applauding you for all the hard work and effort you put toward the show. Her words make you teary-eyed before she kisses them away. Your her friend, she doesn’t want you crying! Taking your hand in hers, the two of you rush off elsewhere to celebrate your successful performance.

The Journalist

Alice DeRoss has most likely heard of you and your grand theater, it's even possible that one of her coworkers has interviewed you before. Although, she'll never know as she loses her memory of them the more she's stuck in here.

When she first meets you, she's (just a bit) overly kind. Sensing the fact that you've just gone through something traumatic (like everyone has in this damn place.) she wants to make sure you feel safe with her, despite your unlikely situation right now.

As one of the first people you meet, you feel most at ease with her. Which is one of the reasons why you choose to stay closest to the Journalist. Alice doesn't mind as she enjoys your company and finds that you're an intriguing character to talk to. Whether it be about ballet, more of your background, or just random things in general, she finds herself smiling more in your presence.

Alice is the first person to see your performance finished or now. Whether you're dancing with Margaretha or performing a solo, you spot a flash of light from the audience. Her camera has caught you soaring through mid-air as if defying gravity itself and it wows her. Your performance leaves her mouth slightly agape before she snaps out of it and claps for you. (And maybe Margaretha, but either way she was looking at you the entire time.)

When you finally do put on your performance, Alice has got front-row seats and is amazed the entire time. You look stunning on stage and she doesn't dare to take her eyes off of you for a second. In the end, she is waiting for you on the side of the stage and (with the help of Emma) has brought you a bouquet and a special kiss on the cheek for all your efforts.

note: EAT UP IDV WOMEN LOVERS (please reblog) (also i didn't expect to actually get something out tn)

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PATTY MENTION

Identity V Ivory Tower Series Additional Series

Ivory Tower Series now will released more Survivor as Students, and in addition, Hunter will join as Teacher!

New release soon

Survivor

- Enchantress (Patricia Dorval)

- Prospector (Norton Campbell)

- Wildling (Murro)

Hubter

- Photographer (Joseph Desaulnier)

🏏HAPPY BIRTHDAY GANJI ILY MWA<33✨️💕

(dont mind the chibi in the top right... my friend told me to draw it)

TOH fandom tell me someone has written the AU where Raine asks Eda to marry them and Eda is all “Oh I would love to, but technically I am already married” and the gang has to go down to Gravity Falls, Oregon, to get Stanley Pines to sign the divorce papers.

Children saying "I'd rather be dead" is not normal. Children crying "is this a dream?" is not normal. Children wondering "am I being taken to the cemetery?" is not normal.

We can all reckon the lasting psychological effects of this genocide on these children, but also remember that to many of the children of Gaza, this is the second, third, or even fourth Israeli aggression they had to live through.

Almost 50% of Gaza's population are children, over 10,000 of which have been murdered by Israel since October of this year.