Possession

possession

happy halloween, almost

Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.

haven't i given enough . . .

TOPIC: The only thing that justified your relationship, in your head, was the fact that you had your vision. Now that you've lost it, what've you now?

EXTENSIONS: one. two.

RULE BRICK: cyno, tighnari, kaveh, zhongli, and scaramouche x gn! reader. fluff here angst there, sorry not sorry.

NOTES: hehehahaMWAHAHAHA! experimenting with kaveh for a fic i'm writing for him... keep your eyes open for that. (romeo & juliet theme maybe?? idk)

✦ cyno : "not even the gods themselves can protect the ones responsible from my wrath; i swear this on my existence."

Cyno would never forgive the ones that took his lover from him. He'd never forget the fear in your eyes when he returned home one night, not remembering who he was. He'd never forget how he left the house with you as his betrothed and returned with you thinking he was breaking in.

He spent days the same, but his nights became restless (as if he could sleep without you.) He spent this time tracking down your routine that day, praying to the gods he'd find your vision as he retraced your steps.

"Hey, Cyno...?" You knocked on his bedroom door.

In a heartbeat, the door opened. The tiredness that usually occupied his empty eyes, for once filled with hope.

"Oh, I was hoping if I could get some clothes from my closet."

He cleared his throat, rubbing his eyes, "I see. Yes, come in."

You noticed the distressed state of his desk, in comparison to the rest of his untouched room. You watched sadly as he sat back down, working on whatever filled the lonely nights. You understood it, as your nights were just as desolate; you didn't know why, but at the same time you did, like a a word on the tip of your tongue.

"I'm sorry, that I can't remember." The sound of you shuffling through your closet filled the silence, "I can't sleep either, you know? I was thinking, maybe sleeping together will fix it?"

You turn your head in concern at the sound of him falling out if his seat, his face red.

"Excuse me?" He asked.

"No... not like that, what are you thinking?" You couldn't help but smile at his embarrassment. "Lay down, I'll join you after I change."

No matter how hard he tried to push you away, you pulled him close. It had been the same way before your memory loss... he found it comforting. If you hadn't reached out, you wouldn't be getting closer like you are now.

He became your pillow and you became his guide, his compass that lead him closer and closer to the puzzle's missing piece.

✦ tighnari : "and to think i awarded myself in how 'observant' i was... the one thing i needed to notice slipped right passed me."

Tighnari considered himself a murderer. If only he noticed you lost your vision, he wouldn't have sent you one such a dangerous expedition. No, this is your fault for not telling him. Well, actually was if his fault for not making you feel safe enough to share something like this?

You haunted every moment he spent alive and breathing, whether that be memories returning at the sight of certain objects or nightmare of what could've been had he took a moment to make sure everything was okay. Was this your form of revenge? Payback for his negligence?

He knew you weren't to blame, in the slightest. You'd given him so many warnings, the fact that he missed it was humiliating. The inability to forget you was a punishment his subconscious he gave himself, and he would bear it until he physically could no longer.

✦ kaveh : "hm, what a shame... looks like i'll have to make you fall in love with me all over again, my love. how fun."

Surprisingly, the architect didn't mind the fact you didn't remember him. You both were roommates at the start and now you were roommates again; you fell in love once and you'd fall in love again. It was as simple as '1 + 1' in his head. He just left out the factor that your personality wasn't exactly the same.

His old flirtatious attempts no longer left you a stuttering mess, as a matter of fact you'd send them back his way and the old roles were reversed.

"Whatcha drawing there?" you asked, plopping down on the couch across from him.

"Only the prettiest person in the world," he winked.

You stared at him for a moment, taking a sip of your tea, "Why do that when there's a mirror in the restroom."

"HUH?" he was a quick one to cover his red face his his sketchbook, still not used to this 'new you.'

You chuckled, leaning toward him to pull the book away from his face, "aw, can't take the tea you brewed, hm?"

"That's not true, it's just uh, you weren't like this before." He admitted.

"What was I like? I wonder, tell me in detail would you? Maybe that'll jog my memory," You smirked at him before going back to where you once were in your corner.

"I know what you're trying to do."

"And what's that?"

Kaveh was more about designing than building, but boy did he try his hardest to fix your broken vision. He simply couldn't handle the embarrassment you put him through (on the daily) and just wanted you to forget any of this happened.

He fell in love with two people with the same face, how inconvenient.

✦ zhongli : "my dear, i may be an archon, but, wield no vision myself. it is the wielder that makes the vision strong, humans forget it was never the other way around."

He didn't notice you didn't have your vision, only the consequences that came with losing it. He also noticed the gaps in your memory, refreshing them as much as he needed to. He also notice how, when he asked to accompany on your commissions, you'd refuse without a thought. He noticed your lack of energy, and how you thought you were no longer deserving of anything given to you.

He'd admit; at first, he thought you'd found another but the tired look in your, now always, glossy eyes told him otherwise. So he waited, and waited until you were ready to talk about it, and you told him in the form of a letter:

Good morning, I already left for my commissions & probably for good, haha. Eh, this isn't a laughing matter... Sorry. Oh, while I'm apologizing; I'm also sorry for all the times you had to remind me of things I shouldn't've forgotten, and how you've had to put up with my lack of energy, and how much I've probably embarrassed you.

I left, not at all because of you but because of me. You were an amazing archon and an even more amazing lover... I'll miss you so much. I'll think of you everyday, do the same for me okay? Keep me alive in your memory when I may no longer be so in Teyvat. Promise?

I left because I'm nothing compared to you. It must be embarrassing walking next to me in the streets. Have you noticed the way they look at me? Ha, they must think I'm beyond pathetic.

As you've seen, I lost my vision. well it actually, broke. That's worse, to be honest. Who breaks their vision?? Hm, me apparently. Anyways...

The former archon didn't waste another second reading whatever other nonsense the letter contained. Not letting go of your broken vision in his hands, he looked for any other trace of you in the house; which, as you warned, came fruitless.

To him, you were his vision. The wielder made the vision strong, but for him, it was the other way around.

✦ scaramouche : "i'd offer you a delusion, but i don't really have those connections right now."

Scaramouche had been betrayed three times so he sorta understood the hurt you felt. He'd never betrayed himself before so he didn't fully understand your pain to that extent but he did his best to sympathize no less.

At first he did make fun of you, but stopped when he realized how much you were hurting. He himself had no vision, so he taught you to function without it, just as you used to.

"Wake up."

"No."

"Wake up."

"No."

"Why not? You have a vision to re-earn. and not lose a second time." The last part was a whisper as he dragged you out of bed.

"But I don't wanna," you whined, using the little energy you had to defy your boyfriend.

His grip loosened as he thought for a moment, "oh, shit... didn't think about that. Still don't care."

He took your shock to pull you close and toss you over his shoulder, "You have two choices, get ready and come or come wearing that."

"Noo, pleaase,"

"Okay, you're going like that."

Scaramouche was extra gentle around you, learning things that he had never been taught; such as, positive reinforcement. He experimented with different methods of lifting your mood, all of which worked, until you were back to normal.

While you didn't 're-earn' your vision in the long run, your bond with the Wanderer changed. For the better, in my opinion.

[comm] bingqiu forehead kiss for @oddishblossom, TY! 🖤💚

“Yutaan,” you may say, “you’ve already made so much art of Jiang Cheng holding baby Jin Ling and crying on him. You do not need to make any more.” YES TRUE but CONSIDER! Is there ENOUGH art of Jiang Cheng holding baby Jin Ling and crying on him? No there is not!! I can do many variations on this most excellent theme.

Anyway happy birthday Jiang Cheng! Your present is cuddles with your baby nephew!