A while ago I saw a tweet comparing Furina and Doctor, and how one was cursed with immortality, while the other was activating it looking for a way to remain immortal.
However, I'm surprised that after the archon quest no one outside of Fontaine ever talked about how Furina was a "false" god and managed to "kill" the Hydro archon (obviously it's more complicated I know, but the concept is a bit like that if you don't know the whole plan) so having Doctor who wants to bring down the gods and Furina who brought down one in a slightly twisted way, is honestly something I wish was talked about more! (Plus, Furina content is always appreciated)
but now in my head I have an image (I know it's not in line with the canon/characteristically canon) especially having learned that Doctor likes the opera, that he is a huge fan of Lady Furina. And I will continue to make content about it( ꈍᴗꈍ)
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I never realized/comprehend how old the archons actually are u til you think about their age in rl terms
Nahida was born 500 years ago. To put that in real life terms, if you went back 500 years you would find yourself in 1526 ad. About the time of the renaissance.
If nahida was real she would have been about to meet Leonardo da Vinci. Nahida would have been around to see the start and fall of the Ottoman Empire.
Furina is at least 500 years old meaning if furina was a real person she would have been able to meet Louie the 14th and she would have been centuries old at that point. Furina is older than the first opera.
Mavuika is about 500 and a few decades. Meaning that she was around when horses to North America. And that makes her in modern day funnier. This women who could have watched Shakespeare plays
The Roman republic was started about 2,534 years ago.
Venti is about 2,600 years old. Meaning that if venti was real he would have lived through to meet the eutrusisns, 3 Punic wars, the start of the Roma empire, the fall of the Roman Empire.
Ei was said to have lived before the archon war so she’s about 3000 years old but probably older. Meaning that if she was a real person she would have been born doing the collapse of the Bronze Age. she has lasted as long as the Mayan empire .
The pyramids are about 4,000 old. Mammoths finally died out 4,000 years ago. The wheel was invited around 5,000 years ago.
If Zhongli was real he could have meet a mammoth, saw the pyramids be built, and wittiness the creation of the wheel. This guy would have been 2,000 years old when the xia empire was founded (one of the first empires in china) .
Don’t get me started on Nicole that girl was probably around when farming was invented and phanes probably saw the Cambrian explosion take place.
Summary: Y/N wakes in Teyvat, only to be branded an imposter by those they once worshiped. Forced to serve the false god who stole their identity, they endure in silence — until one small mistake reveals a divine truth no one was ready to see.
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You dropped to the ground like dew sliding off a petal, stumbling forward and promptly tripping over something round, soft, and squeaking.
“Oof—!”
“Eek—!”
You toppled sideways, arms flailing as you landed on a bed of moss.
Three tiny Aranara rolled in different directions like startled berries before springing upright, leaves puffed out defensively.
One pointed at you dramatically.
“Big Nara falls from sky!”
Another gasped, tiny hands on its cheeks.
“No! Nara fell on us! Very heavy!”
You sat up, mortified. “I—I’m so sorry, I didn’t see—”
The smallest of the trio waddled closer, nose twitching.
“…Warm-light Nara is clumsy,” it declared confidently.
You groaned. “Please don’t call me that.”
Heads peeked out from roots, hollows, and small houses. Dozens of Aranara, then more. They formed a living ring of moss-green curiosity around you.
You froze.
This wasn’t a dream. This was their home… and you were standing in the middle of it.
A slightly taller Aranara approached.
“Warm Nara,” it greeted brightly. “I am Arasaka. You are… very big.”
“Nara is squishy!” one chimed from your left.
You blinked. “…Squishy?”
The boldest one poked your thigh.
“Squish,” it confirmed solemnly.
You covered your face with your hands. This was too much.
Another Aranara approached you.
“I am Arachatora. Welcome! You can stay with us!”
You whispered, “Can… I really stay?”
All the Aranara nodded vigorously, bouncing up and down around you.
“Yes-yes-yes!”
“Nara stay!”
“Nara very safe!”
“We make good soup!”
You laughed.
And so, surrounded by tiny guardians of dreams, you agreed.
“Then I’ll stay.”
A cheer erupted around you. Dozens of little hands reached out, tugging gently at your sleeves, your cloak, your fingers.
“Come! Come!”
“We show Nara house!”
“…Maybe small for big Nara, but we try!”
You laughed, helpless against their enthusiasm. “Alright, alright—lead the way.”
You would stay in Vanarana.
At least… for now.
Meanwhile, outside of Vanarana
Cyno paused his walk again, closing his eyes as he tried to sense the direction of the divine energy.
Scaramouche hovered lazily above him.
“You are slow,” Scaramouche declared.
Cyno inhaled sharply, counting silently to three.
“How does Lesser Lord Kusanali tolerate you?”
Scaramouche opened his mouth, undoubtedly to deliver another smart remark but a rustling sound cut him off.
Both turned.
A tiny Aranara waddled out of the shrub, dragging a fruit nearly twice its own size. It froze when it spotted them. Two tall, imposing figures staring right back at it.
Cyno crouched. “Excuse me. Have you seen—”
The Aranara shrieked and hurled the fruit at Cyno’s face. Cyno dodged quickly. Fortunately Unfortunately, Scaramouche was standing directly behind him.
The Aranara gasped and hid behind Cyno’s leg.
“Scary-hat-man!! Do not eat me!”
“I don’t eat leaves.”
Beat.
“Usually.”
Cyno pinched the bridge of his nose. “Little one, we’re looking for someone.”
The Aranara blinked. “Okay.” Then, as if it had just remembered the fruit, it picked it up again and began dragging it forward slowly and stubbornly, glancing warily at Scaramouche every few steps.
Cyno tried again. “Have you seen the Creator? Someone like us, but… with glowing divine energy?”
The Aranara perked up.
“Oh! Big bright Nara! Smells like warm morning sun!”
Cyno asked, “Which way?”
It pointed proudly… both hands pointing in completely different directions.
Cyno tried again. “So which way?”
“Yes,” the Aranara said confidently.
Scaramouche leaned down and growled,
“That is not an answer.”
“Yes,” the Aranara repeated, even more adamant.
Cyno tried a gentler approach. “Little one… can you show us?”
The creature nodded, then stared back at them without moving an inch.
Scaramouche exhaled with a mix of irritation and disbelief.
“This one is an idiot.”
Meanwhile, in the Grand Sage’s office
Nahida floated a few inches above the floor, reading the reports sent from the forest rangers. Her expression dimmed.
“More search parties…” she murmured. “And their behavior is becoming increasingly aggressive. This is troubling.”
Alhaitham set down his pen and rubbed his temples.
“And I presume I am expected to handle this?”
Nahida replied, “I’ll handle the Liyue envoys myself, but I’ll need your help keeping in touch with the rangers and Corps of Thirty, in case any conflicts arise between the growing number of travelers and the people of Sumeru.”
Alhaitham glared at the ceiling.
“Why am I still the Acting Grand Sage?”
Alhaitham picked up a document, scanned a paragraph, then placed it facedown in quiet resignation.
Nahida smiled softly.
“Thank you for helping, Alhaitham.”
He sighed and turned back to his desk, already beginning to draft a response, while Nahida floated toward the window, her mind focused on planning her next move to contact her fellow Archon.
Summary: Self Aware Archons and their companions react to you crying as you stare at them in the character screen, they try to comfort you but all they hear you say is "I wish you were here with me."
Warnings: Reader is crying, possessive behavior, immense anger, violent thoughts
A/U: Self aware genshin AU
A/n: IM BACK FROM THE DEAD GUYS!!! This is platonic on Nahida's end
VENTI
He was devastated as you gently sobbed, staring at his character in the character menu. He only wished to play you a song to ease the pain you were feeling. Who or what could make a God, no, the creator cry? He was more upset the more he thought of the possibilities of what made you break down.
“I-I…wish you…were with me.”
As those words spilled out of your mouth, all choked out with sobs following each word, Venti could feel a tear roll down his face. Venti pulled out his lyre, doing one of his idle animations in hopes of cheering you up. On his side, he was playing you the most relaxing tune in all of Tevat!
But it was blocked by the code. You could distantly hear it, however, if you listened close enough. You drift off as you focus on the secret melody, leaving Venti with a solemn smile. Seeing your peaceful sleeping face brought the Anemo Archon a sense of calm.
As your screen dimmed due to inactivity, the more he wished to hug and comfort you. He couldn’t wish for anything more than to wipe your tears away and comfort you. He gently slowed the tune as your screen turned off. There was only one thought he had, and whispered out to comfort himself.
“One day, no tears will be shed when I’m with you, my dear god.”
ZHONGLI
He didn’t understand when you just started sobbing when you stared at him in the character menu. He started to panic the more you cried staring at him. Something in him broke the longer he heard you cry. He thought he had did something wrong to hurt you, but that suspicion was broken when you spoke through broken sobs.
“I wish you were with me…”
That’s when his heart shattered. He started to mumble to himself, a mix of comforting words directed at you and words comforting himself. The more you focused on him, the more you could hear him speak outside his code. Out of anger, he did his idle with his little rock spinning around him.
He wished it hit whoever, or whatever, had hurt you. Seeing you cry brought this strong protectiveness over you. Seeing you this fragile was new to him, and the fact that the creator could be sad slightly scared him. He wished for nothing more than to be there to comfort you.
Due to the exhaustion of crying, you started to fall asleep. The more your screened dimmed more and more as you dozed off to sleep, Zhongli could only imagine one thing in his mind. He mumbled it out loud, and you smiled as you could faintly hear it.
“I will protect you soon, there will be no need for you to feel any more tears roll down your pretty cheeks.”
XIAO
The fact that such a higher being such as yourself could cry surprised him. And him not being able to handle human like emotions didn’t help either. He only stared in disbelief and guilt as he couldn’t be there for you. He’s asked those around him what he should do when someone close to him cries, but never thought he needed to try the advice he was given with you.
Your broken sobs did so much to his already aching heart. And hearing you scream into a nearby cushion made him even more angry. He wanted to purge whatever or whoever did this to you. You stared at his character, he was doing his mask idle due to his increasing anger and sadness watching you, which had only increased as you mumbled to him in broken sobs.
“I w-wish y-you were h-here with me.”
His anger only increased, he tried so hard to keep his adeptal energy under control. Nothing could stop his racing mind and what could have happened to you out of playing the game. He wanted nothing more than to keep you safe. Seeing you in this much pain, straining to talk as you sobbed into a cushion, didn’t help his urges.
He calmed down as he saw your sleeping face. You dozed off, and his eyes were stuck on your resting eyes. A wave of peace had cleared his angry head, his fists now relaxing. As your screen dimmed, his voice was faint and soft.
“Nothing will make you cry ever again when I’m around, I swear it.”
EI
Your tears fell as you stared at the Raiden Shogun, the puppet, in the character screen. Sensing your saddened presence, Ei had switched her consciousness to see what that matter was. Her eyes widened as you stared at her with a heavy breath and shaky eyes. She didn’t understand what had gotte you so upset.
Seeing you cry hurt her so much as she stared at you through the puppet’s eyes. Ei wanted nothing more than your happiness to last for eternity. Her electro energy was becoming too much, while her consciousness possessed the puppet you had stared at. Her electro ball animation seemed a lot more aggressive than normal as she heard your screaming voice.
“I wish you were here with me!”
She felt touched at first that you wanted her with you. She wanted you with her too for so long. But your scream made her anger even more prominent. She couldn’t bring herself to look away as you choked back sobs, your breath uneven. The more you calmed down, the more she started to relax.
She saw your exhausted, tear stained face and felt her heart, outside the puppet, long for your embrace. She wanted nothing more than for you to be in her Plane of Euthymia, where no one would ever hurt you. Your soft breaths made her smile as your tears stopped. As the screen dimmed, her soothing voice spoke.
“You will be safe with me soon enough, my dearest creator.”
YAE MIKO
She seemed confused at first as you were stuck on the character menu. But seeing your tears made her quickly understand what was going on. Someone had hurt you, and they needed to be dealt with. Your crying got louder and she couldn’t help her growing anger.
Just as you stuttered out words, a bird had flown to her finger before her very angry fox spirit friend tried to bite it. She may have been smiling, but her anger was bubbling over. Hearing your weak and stuttering voice speak pulled her attention away from her angry fox spirit. She felt so honored to hear those words from you.
“I-I w-wish y-you w-were w-with m-me.”
She had to hold herself back from electrifying everything right there in the menu. She was so focused on who had done this to you, she had started to plot. She wanted to humiliate and hurt those that had disgraced you. No one should be treating a deity of your caliber with such disrespect.
Yae Miko smirked as she saw you shrink and fall asleep on the place you were sitting. The more the screen dimmed, the more her eyes glowed with mischievous intent. She hummed to herself as she plotted the demise of those that made you cry. Her voice was smooth as she hummed her words through her teeth.
“My my, your protection will soon come from the familiar of the Electro Archon my dear god, so please have patience with me~.”
NAHIDA
Nahida wanted to understand why you felt so sad. She was only a baby Archon after all, she looked to you for guidance on human emotions seeing as you had similar ones. But your crying to her had worried her, as she was ill-equipped to help. Nothing in her mind mattered, only you smiling down on her and giving her your happy aura.
She thought of so many ways to try to cheer you up. She did her string to people idle, trying her best to remind you that she is your friend and is there for you. She did what she could, trying to show you how much you were cared for. Her heart broke as she realized her efforts weren’t working.
“I wish you were here with me.”
She smiled up at you, noticing how the tears stained your face. She was so grateful that a deity like you wanted her, even if she was an inexperienced Archon. She had worshiped you greatly, and only wished to see you smile. Her mind wasn’t on those that had hurt you, but on you feeling better at the moment.
Seeing you fall asleep brought a smile to her face. You being asleep brought her hope that she could finally meet you in your dreams and bring you comfort. She looked at your now relaxed face, your screen dimming. Once you had fallen into a calm slumber, her voice spoke in hopes to bring you reassurance in your sleep.
“I promise to protect you in your dreams, so no more tears, oh wise one!”
WANDERER
You were staring at him in the character menu, as tears rolled down your face. It scared him, thoughts of worry and panic, thinking he had done something to displease you. But the more you just stared at him, the more he could tell that it was something else that bothered you. Anger replaced the panic as you started to sob.
He never understood how human emotions worked, and a deity like you having those emotions were new to him. The more your soft sobs caught his ears, the more uncomfortable he felt. He started summoning his anemo ball, doing the start of his idle, but the anemo ball kept getting bigger the longer he held it. The anemo energy then dissipated as he was surprised by your mumbling.
“I wish you…were…here with me…””
He was caught so off guard when you said that. He felt like it wasn’t fair for you to say that out of nowhere, especially when you were this sad. He thought you were joking, you wanting a puppet like him to be with you to help bring you comfort. He looked into your eyes and saw the exhaustion in them.
Seeing you fall asleep in front of him was like a gift. He knew it would help you feel better, but something in him wanted to cuddle you while you drifted off. Anger gripped him once more, how could anyone make you cry was the only thought in his head. Subconsciously, he spoke, hoping you heard him.
“Those lousy vermin don’t deserve you. They will know their place once I’m with you.”
FURINA
Furina never understood how to handle someone crying, especially since she was one to bottle up her emotions and hide them away from others. But seeing you like this made her softly smile, it meant you trusted her to be emotional and raw. The next emotion that came barreling in was anger. Anger at those that had made you so sad.
Her mind raced as she tried to think of a way to cheer you up from the other side. She started holding her water seahorse as she was doing her idle, trying to cheer you up. Her face was left with a shocked expression as she held her water seahorse closer, not ready for you to mumble out to her.
“I wish you were here…with me.”
Those words made her eyes flutter to yours. You wanted her, no one else, her to be with you as you cried. Her ego and stature wad boosted as she straightened her posture. She wanted to reach a hand out to your cheek to stroke your tears away.
Her sense of justice was strong, and she’d bring anyone to justice in your name. Especially if they had made you cry like this. The screen dimmed as she was so focused on your crying state. She was so caught up in her theatric mind, she didn’t notice either you falling asleep and her loud proclamation that you swore you heard.
“I will make laws just to make it so if anything makes you cry, they will have to stand justice in front of the Hydro Archon herself!”
NEUVILLETTE
Neuvillette wasn’t ready for you to stare at him in the character menu with teary eyes. He wasn’t new to tears and sadness, but your sadness was something fresh to him. He wanted to do something about it, wanting to bring those to justice if they had hurt you. Little droplets of rain started to fall around him.
He did his rain idle as his sadness increased, seeing you stuttering through your cries. He was saddened that the one being he looked up to felt so much sadness. There was a guilt as he felt happy that someone as important as you could have vulnerable moments. The surrounding rain in his idle poured harder as you stuttered out something softly in your tears.
“I w-wish you w-were h-here with m-me.”
He couldn’t stop his rain animation after hearing you speak. Your vulnerable voice and stutters made his eyes widen, he couldn’t bring himself to think that you could be this hurt. It worried him as he only wanted to be with you. He wanted to comfort you properly and not from the confines of code and screen that held him.
The rain started to stop as he saw you falling asleep. He understood that you had a raw emotional moment and only thought that sleep was much needed. He thought of ways to bring those that made you cry to trial, not sure how they would get there in the first place, however. The screen dimmed more as he only stared at you.
“Those who made you cry will be judged by the Oratrice itself. So save your tears, my lovely god, for when we can cry together.”
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