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GI: Actor AU... but they meet their actors

Part 1

MASTERLIST

When Diluc Ragnvindr was enveloped in a sudden white light, he did not expect it to fade, revealing a room Mondstadtian in construction,  with peculiar decorations. Strange black picture frames without photos and bottles of liquids labeled in Liyuan or Inazuman, lights without candles or any trace of elemental energy.

When Diluc Ragnvindr was seemingly abducted by a magical force, he did not expect to see a whole hoard of people, also dazed by the light. A quick glance around the room revealed Vision Wielders from around Teyvat, from Mondstadt to Sumeru, and even some… Harbingers.  

A groan, a gap, and Diluc turned his head towards the other end of the large living room.

Clones.

Or at least, extremely similar copies.

People who shared their facial structure.

"Oh my god." whispered one of the copies. Crimson hair, surprisingly light voice, dressed in an exact copy of Diluc’s own clothes, the copy’s eyes were too, blown wide.. But the voice was... not his own. Too lax. Too casual. 

"Lucas?" The Kaeya-Copy mumbled back. His eyes glanced around the room- (A significant lack of Star-Pupils, Diluc saw.) At the sight of the Vision-Wielders, he stopped glancing around. "Well," he said. "Fuck."

One after another, the copies sat up. An Albedo that sank into themself. A lethargic Fatui Harbinger. A Sucrose that did not shake with anxieties but energy. That one Adeptus, but he didn't look so angry. The soft Diluc(Was 'Lucas' His name?) and the less flamboyant Kaeya.

Silently, he drew his blade, the Favonius Greatsword heavy in his palms.

~

Lucas didn’t mean to party so hard.

But what was he supposed to do? Cori had announced that they finally finished filming the prologue chapter of Genshin Impact, they had finally fucking finished Mondstadt’s chapter!

At least, until they had to film for Windblume.

But now? They had all the film they needed to edit together the First Act/Prologue of Genshin! Their little fanproject dream finally had something tangible!

Lucas didn’t mean to party so hard.

Work hard, play hard. That was his philosophy.

But maybe, he thought, waking up from a hangover, seeing the Actual Diluc Ragnvindr with an Actual Fucking Claymore with an Actual Fucking Vision,

He shouldn’t have drank so much. 

“Oh my god,” he muttered, when he realized that yes, this wasn’t a dream, and no, he wasn’t high.

Besides him, his co-actor stirred to sleep. 

“Lucas?” Mikail asked, taking off his eyepatch and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. 

He looked around.

“Well,” he said.

“Fuck.”