What The Genshin Men Lacks
Trigger Warning โข This is a yandere piece
Featuring Tighnari , Xiao , Venti and their Gender Neutral darling.
Thank you @blitzeroo for proof reading and divider making and just being supportive of my first fanfic pieces bdkdbdjdbf
โObsessions or addictions begin when there is a lack of something inside us.
When we don’t heal or balance this absence it creates a void that constantly needs filling.
Because we fill it with substitutes , and not meeting the true need, the void is never satiated or satisfied. It always begs for more.
We enter a cycle of highs and lows, always searching for something to fill the void. This cycle is created by the illusion that there is something on the outside that can fill the void on the inside.โ
Tighnari: Internal Tranquility
He believes being with you will mute away the ‘outside’, noises, smells, sensations. He thinks it’ll bite away his messy life, swallow away his restlessness.
But it was just a misconception, the only change was within his attention.
By your shoulder or a few miles away, from the precious Gandharva Ville to the small roads that branch itself outwards. The people 'outside’ haven’t stopped living, No, it’s simply that his mind has wired itself to be attuned to you. shrinking the scope of his senses, aiming to you only. He senses the scratch on your knee, your little whimpers, your entire body’s internal world. However you are submerged and choking under something more abstract ใผ the fear pulsing in your throat. Deep in both of your worlds, the gap in between stretched by force. Perhaps no one else can share his feelings the way you both do. afterall, what the other forest watchers can see have little meaning if one couldn’t rationalize the truth lies underneath.
The view ahead lies piles of clouds, melting themselves into the flaming sun, like real lovers merging their lips messily in each other’s grasps, a moment so precious. If only your left shoulder wasn’t used as a pad for a particular forest ranger’s skull. savoring the only calm moment in his day after your chase.
He’s obligated to keep this, the one-sided serenity shared between the worker bee and the captive. with your hands as tied as his tongue.
The sun wraps itself under the horizons, someone else’s gift when morning comes you figured. Burying the two of you under a blanket of shadows. Tighnari sighs deeply, satisfied.
His tail left a few light touches on your lower back, motioning like a flame under the rain- a bit discreet, yet 'hyper’. his earthy palms engraved your torso with heated touches in between.
You on the contrary, are slowly becoming more restless and paranoid of his awfully sharp senses. Who would’ve thought that your own body was more 'honest’ for him.
Xiao: Self Value
Through the millennia, the Adeptus has greatly survived bloodsheds and tragedies. But it does not sit right on anyone’s tongue to say that he had ever lived . At least that was your guess.
Bursting with happiness back then, you might’ve been whimsical enough to believe that lady fortune had a crush on you.
Giving everyone the excess crumbs of your heart and mind- the reassuring words, the consideration of their wishes - genuine kindness. One might think you’re being too generous, but lucky you had a special privilege, to see those actions as basic needs rather than a wasteful pleasure.
free as a bird you were, wingless yet, only needing your legs to soar,and most hysterically - that image dualized an avian Adeptus.
Perhaps what caught his attention was your opinion of him. A fragile human, pitying an Adeptus.
Your friendship hardly has any foundation beside the pity you harbor for Xiao. It’s hard not to think of him that way, it’s only humane. If Xiao were human, his lifestyle would be considered as extremely self destructive, burdening the physical body, and the mental mind. Dehumanizing.
However, the more dehumanizing thing about him is his abnegated envy. Xiao often reveals the past of his old friends during your moments under the moonlight. Perhaps it’s your imagination, but his tone suggests that he respects his Adepti family significantly, more so than his own wishes. Accusing his own self as weak, and thus putting extra effort to cover that up. But it stays insatiable, he has always identified himself with weakness.
He deeply believes that he is inadequate, and so, he eternally will be.
Don’t be surprised if you saw mangled and defiled corpses of hilichurls and the like entangling Liyue’s golden grasslands. Xiao’s just practicing. It should be recent too, since the bodies are still warm.
Venti: Fulfillment of his Gluttony
He’s more selfless than people have realized. Not in the way that he gifts, but rather, he does not take. As an archon yet, he rather asserts himself as a humble bard, never taking the advantage of a god, himself.
But that is to be fooled by the tales he feeds you hah, he is neither selfish nor selfless. By being 'free’, he has no tangible sense of his self, only dreams and idealizations of his image.
Unlike the previous men, he is a child that does not attend his duties. To him, Mondstat is the kingdom of (his) ideals. Credulous he is, completely unworried by any of his own contradictions. And very much unlike them, Venti possesses a wealthier emotional world.
To venti, whether plague, famine, war, he is always invaded by the sense that everything is okay, everything is good. This perhaps came from his loyal trust in all potentials. So much of an opportunist, he can twist all tragedies into heroic tales. But then he thinks for himself, you’re too lovely for any of that! so your tragedy never existed at all. My! you have always meant to be in love with him! He exclaimed boldly and confident in his feelings, leaving no room for yours.
Because he is free, he acts upon his whims, and because you’re free from anybody’s love. He will further act upon his whims. Shameless with his own feelings.
“If you don’t fall for me anytime soon, I’ll change Mondstat into the nation of love with my melodies!”
He chuckles with his heart, eyes twinkled. So passionately he strummed his lyre, catching the immediate attention of the passersby. You only showed him your back however, slowly disappearing into the Cat’s Tail.