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Child!God Reader Headcanons Part two:

warnings: toxic family, cult behaviors, a child under 10 is considered god, verbal arguing

A festival was held in honor of you finally arriving in Teyvat, in Mondstadt no less. Everyone was honored and ecstatic by your arrival.

You were a bit out of it, but you still believed this to be a dream. So you were happy by Eula's side, holding onto her hand tightly as you were led around Mondstadt to experience the festival held just for you.

It was a dream come true, you were so excited you couldn't tell how nervous Eula was.

She was silently hoping her worrying wouldn't be warranted, that nothing would happen and you could have a good time. In the end, she was wrong.

Her relatives approached, acting all buddy-buddy with her and you.

Jean raised a brow at this, "Could you please refrain from interrupting their grace's festivities?" That was a warning.

A warning Eula's family didn't heed.

Her father scowled, "Don't you see, their grace prefers the Lawrence family. Don't you think that's a sign that the Lawrence family should be in charge of Mondstadt? After all, their grace knows best, and they prefer our family."

Jean faltered, and Eula tugged you closer to her, inching away from her family.

Of course, leave it up to her family to drag a child into political business.

"Their grace doesn't care for politics, father." Eula glared, "Remember, they are still young-"

"Are you saying their grace isn't knowledgeable on the workings of Teyvat?" Her father glared at her, a silent warning to stay quiet.

Eula scoffed, "You know that's not what-"

"Eula." He snapped, and Eula's heartrate spiked.

Your grip on her leg increased as you stared up at the man and Eula. An uneasy feeling built up in your stomach. You could only think 'Ula's upset. It's because of this man. Stranger danger, he's bad news. You frowned.

Jean hissed the man's name, "Today is their grace's day and Mondstadt's day to celebrate. There are people from other regions on their way as well. Please, don't ruin this for everyone." Jean's normally kind and polite expression was turned cold and harsh. A small glare piercing the man.

Every time that man, or any of Eula's family was around, she'd get so uncomfortable. To the point you started to glare when they came around.

They always spoke of politics and right of power when they were around as well. Insisting upon the Lawrence name being the one to rule Mondstadt once again.

It was a pot ready to boil over, and soon.

*~

Eula was never-ending in her duties, however you had shaken up her schedule quite a bit.

You were always by her side, clinging onto her. She was a semblance of home in the unfamiliar world. You woke up crying the morning after you'd arrived. Crying for family and friends you could no longer see.

Jean was the closest to you, sleeping in a room close to your luxurious one.

You were inconsolable until Eula arrived. You clung to her and sobbed into her abdomen, begging to go home.

She picked you up and did her best to care for you... but she had no comforting words for you. You'd never see your family again, but you couldn't handle that thought.

Soon, you'd tired yourself out, merely sobbing into Eula's clothes.

She and Amber took you out to eat, and then let you do whatever you wished for the day.

If there's an issue to be solved, Eula is the last knight to be called on. Her new duty was to be your personal guard... though she was more like a parental figure to you than anything.

You saw her as one too because after a week of clinging to her side, you got sick of failing to pronounce her name.

"U-Eu-U- Oola-Eu-Ula- Ugh! Mom! How do I tie my shoes again?"

She froze completely, but composed herself just as fast. She came to your side and reminded you how to tie your shoes, but she couldn't stop thinking about what you'd called her.

Joy was short-lived and overtaken by guilt. You had a mother before you came to Teyvat, and she didn't want to replace her in your mind. Eula merely wanted to take care of you while you were here.

But as far as anyone knew, there was no way for you to get back. Was there anything else she could do other than let you call her mom? She wanted you to have a family, or a pseudo family anyways. But her family was possibly the worst choice in all of Mondstadt.

It was cruel to take you in to an awful family wasn't it? But was there anyone else you'd accept as Mom? It was hard enough to get to this point of comfortableness, she didn't want to undo any of your progress.

So she left it be.

*~

Just missing my dear sibling at the moment is all and Happy New Year to you Choco!! 💚💚

An order for the 900+ Follower event

Coming right up!

You want a choco bar (standard short story) with standard green envy flavor (Soft/Regular AU), with lovely chocolate syrup (shut-in tag). You'd like to give Albedo "It sure would be prettier with you" from child reader. Got it!

*~Synopsis: You're a child, not comfortable with the role of god, and so very homesick. Albedo is comforting, and will make your integration into Teyvat as painless as possible

*~Notes: We love odd match ups, apologies for this taking forever!

*~Warnings: Cult behaviors, (platonic) yandere behaviors, hurt/comfort(?), reader is mentally + emotionally distressed

Teyvat was not your playground. You didn't accept it as such. Home was your playground, and no matter how much they insisted this was not your home.

Sickness from the weight of existentiality hit you hard and crushed you. Even your child brain understood that this was wrong. Everyday all you could think was I miss my family.

Your stomach curled with the thought each time and with came a slew of other thoughts. That you'd never see them again, what if they thought you were dead, that they didn't miss you because they weren't looking for you.

It made you cry and sob each night as you ran away from the Knights of Favonius' HQ. You didn't teleport, you weren't sure where you would go. The only place you wanted to go was home but that wasn't lit up anywhere on the map. You were stuck here, in a place you didn't want to be.

You collapsed in a heap just outside of Mondstadt, curling in on yourself, shaking with sobs.

"I-" You hiccupped, "I mi-miss ma- mama." You sniveled, hiding your face in your hands.

"Your grace?" A soft voice carefully touched your ears, almost whispering.

Still, you jumped, turning back to look at him.

Your entire form was trembling, "Al-Albedo?" You whispered, your voice was shaking.

He kneeled next to you, his hand hovering in front of him with hesitation. His teal eyes were narrowed in worry, his hand almost shaking, "Are you okay?" He whispered, his eyes dripping with near fear.

Those words were enough to break you. The tears flooded back full-force, wracking your body with sobs as you shook your head wildly. You whined, unable to grasp the words or the vocals to scream that no. No you were not okay. Your heart hurt so much you wanted to throw up but you didn't have the energy. It was screaming in agony and there was no way to fix it. You just wanted to see your family again.

Albedo softly, so gently, placed his hand on your head and your breath got caught in your throat for a moment. Your thoughts crumpled into dust, you reached up to clutch onto his gloved hand. It wasn't very warm but it wasn't cold - but most importantly it cared.

And that’s all you need right now, someone to care. Albedo was hesitant to pull you into his arms for a hug but you were so pathetic. On the ground sobbing while clutching his hand, it was as though his heart was being raked through brutally every second he looked at your pitiable form.

He scooped you into his arms and held you tight. Your tiny arms wrapped around him and held onto his clothes desperately, drinking in every ounce of warmth he gave you.

Albedo’s heart nearly leaped out of his chest when he felt you go limp. You’d passed out, you didn’t nod off to sleep, your child brain couldn’t handle the crushing stress. So it shut down.

Albedo rushed you to his lab to make sure you were alright. Due to his frequent trips to Dragonspine, he made it there swiftly. He carefully performed a physical examination of you, hoping to not destress you even more but garnering whether you were okay or not.

He sighed in relief when he came to the conclusion that you were physically okay, mentally was another story but he wasn’t the best in that department. The best he could do, for now, was let you rest.

*~

The next day was tough to say the least. You were quiet and clung to Albedo’s side. When he asked if you wanted to go back to Mondstadt, you shook your head furiously.

An order for the 900+ Follower event

Coming right up!

You want a chocolate milk (Headcannons) with comfortingly sweet envy flavor (puppet au), added syrup with a flowery aroma (Flower tag). I'll send it to Ei, "How can I grow to love this world?" From Child reader.

*~Synopsis: Child!reader finds a hidden dungeon in Tenshukaku... with a familiar person in there.

*~Notes: Ei supremacy. Also! puppet au + child reader is such an odd combination I hadn't even thought of while making the event, thank you! I hope I did this to your liking!

*~Warnings: Slightly angsty?? Imprisonment, cult behaviors, toxic relationships/mindsets, a child (under 10) is considered god

*~*~*~*

You were too young to understand the concept of your godhood, much less the thought of someone impersonating you.

So the "imposter" was meant to be kept a secret from you, held in Tenshukaku for no one but the archons to see.

Nobody was sure how you did it, one moment they were rushing to get you an adequate snack (Ei pouting because she wanted to help but Yae Miko threatened her when she tried to), the next you were gone.

They searched the entirety of Tenshukaku looking for you, the last place they thought you'd be was underneath the building. In the dungeons, staring face-to-face with the "imposter".

Your wide, child eyes stared at the figure through the bars. Their skin was dirty, eyes hollow, breath shallow, but an invisible string tugged you towards them.

Something, a word you didn't know, was on the tip of your tongue. You reached your hand out to the unresponsive figure, "Hey," Your high-pitched voice caused their ears to prick up and eyes to widen, "Are you okay?"

Your fingers reached within the bars, the invisible string urging you to touch their beaten and battered form.

Two pairs of the same colored eyes met and the figure's breathing stopped as they stared at you.

You paused as well, your undeveloped brain taking a moment to process their appearance.

They looked like you, exactly like you, but older. Not by much though, they looked to be a teenager or young adult.

You opened your mouth to comment on their appearance, to ask them to come closer so you could see them and touch them, to see if they were real, but they beat you to it.

Their eyes lit up with life once more and they whispered in a voice similar to your own, simply more mature, "Your grace."

I'm kinda missing my lil' sibling this year but still wishing you a Happy New Year ahead ❤️

An order for the 900+ Follower event

Coming right up!

You want a choco bar (standard short story), with standard green envy flavor (Soft/Regular AU), with lovely chocolate syrup (shut-in tag) for dearest Klee no. 31. It sure would be prettier with you (optional sweet) From child reader!

*~Notes: askskjfaslfkasd happy (late) new years!!! Sorry for this being uh... quite late but sksdjfalskfjs. also this is adorable <3

*~warnings: cult behaviors, a child under 10 is considered god, fluff

The sand of the beach was strewn all around. Tiny footprints imprinted everywhere, leading to two young children hunched over a hole in the sand.

“This is the perfect place to hide my treasure!” Klee giggled, “Thank you Y/n!”

You nodded, quietly giggling as she pulled you into a hug.

“You promise to take good care of them right?” Klee asked you, holding onto her treasure with both hands now.

“Of course, Klee. And you can come an’ get them anytime you want!” You grinned brightly, the sky starting to dim as the sun set.

“Ah! Jean will want me back soon!” Klee exclaimed, noticing the sky as well. She looked to her treasure, a little Dodoco shaped bomb, sternly, “You stay safe now, okay? I’ll see you later, little treasure, and you’ll help me blow up all the fish in Starfell Valley, hehe.” Klee grinned, a spark of passion (and pyromania) alit in her eyes as she set the bomb into the hole, covering it with sand.

“Oh! We should probably put a mark here so nobody tries to step on it or dig it up!” Klee suggested with a smile.

“Ah!” You stood up, wiping the sand off your hands, “Yeah we should! Hold on, I can…” You trailed off, pulling an item from your inventory.

The sign materialized in front of you, right where the buried treasure was. “There!” You put your hands on your hips, satisfied, “Now we just have to write on it…”

“I have markers in my bag!” Klee exclaimed, “Follow me!”

The two of you ran into the house, Klee grabbing her bag near the door and rustling through the front pockets.

“I didn’t know you had anything other than bombs in there.” You giggled as Klee took out a red marker.

She pouted, “I’m prepared for any situation, just like Outrider Amber!” She giggled mischeviously, “Except I solve everything with my bombs.”

Klee grabbed your hand and ran back to the now buried bomb, red marker in hand. Though both of you failed to notice the tall figure now standing at the doorway watching you both.

“Hmm… what should we write?” Klee muttered, tapping the marker to her lips. She glanced at it and then to you, “Here,” She held it out to you, “You write it, you have better handwriting.”

“Ah, okay, uhm…” You pursed your lips, “How about, Very special treasure here, do not touch?”

Klee nodded, clapping her hands and bouncing on her toes, “Sounds perfect!”

You grinned and wrote it down carefully, making your handwriting as neat as possible so anybody could read it. Once you finished, you sighed and looked upon you and Klee’s work in pride.

“What are you two doing?”

You whipped your head around to Eula’s kind but curious smile, a genuine one that she didn’t let slip often.

“Eula! We buried a very special treasure here that nobody can touch!” Klee said, “And we’re letting everybody know with this sign!”

Eula hummed sweetly, patting you and Klee’s heads, “I suppose that’ll help. But couldn’t you just put it somewhere safe in the house? Or perhaps one of the other islands?” She tilted her head.

“Uhm… it’s a very very special treasure!” Klee grinned nervously, “It can’t just be left around anywhere, we have to protect it!”

Eula hummed, “I see. And the safest place to put it is… in the ground?”

“Yep!” You and Klee nodded furiously.

Eula nodded though she didn’t look the slightest bit convinced, “Who exactly are we hiding it from, hm?”

“Uhh…” You and Klee short-circuited. The obvious answer coming to both of your minds though neither of you wanted to say it.

Eula raised an eyebrow, an amused smile tugging at her lips, “Are you perhaps hiding it from Master Jean?”

You and Klee looked to each other with panic, and Eula chuckled at the obvious display.

“Is it another bomb? You do remember what happened the last time you tried to hide your bombs here, right Klee?”

Klee pouted, holding her hands behind her back, “Yeah… I do…”

“And what happened exactly, you two?” She crouched down to be eye-level with you both, her smile still alit on her face.

“It accidentally blew up in my room and it took weeks to clean and rebuild…” You mumbled with a pout, averting your eyes to the ground.

“Which is why bombs are only for fighting monsters.” Klee muttered dejectedly. She sighed, “I really wanted to go fish blasting though, their grace has never been!” Klee looked up to Eula with a pout and the biggest puppy dog eyes, “Imagine never going fish blasting!”

“I’ve never been fish blasting.” Eula retorted, poking Klee’s nose.

“That’s even more of a reason to go!” Klee argued, tugging on Eula’s sleeve, a wide grin beginning to tug at her lips, “I can take you both fish blasting! It’ll be fun as long as Master Jean doesn’t catch us! I mean, everybody needs to go fish blasting at least once in their life! Right, Y/n?”

You hurriedly nodded with a wide grin, giving Eula your best puppy dog eyes.

Eula sighed as the two of you tugged on her sleeves. She grabbed yours and Klee’s shoulder, “As long as Master Jean doesn’t find out… we can go.”

“Woo-hoo!” Klee shouted, jumping up and down, “Let’s hurry! Let’s hurry!”

“Ah-ah,” Eula grabbed Klee before she could run too far away, “It’s almost nighttime, you both need to go to bed.” She rolled her eyes with a fond smile as the both of you groaned, “We can go tomorrow morning. Remember, don’t let Master Jean find out.”

“You’ve got it Aunty Eula!” Klee giggled, “I can’t wait for tomorrow Y/n! It’s gonna be soooo fun!”

“Shh,” You giggled, “Don’t talk about it! We can’t let Jean know!”

“Oh! Right!” Klee chuckled.