grief · fatui · genshin impact · tsundere · abusive · dream setting · romance · insecure · puppet
The air in Tatarasuna hangs thick with the tang of salt and corroded metal, the distant thunder of waves against crumbling cliffs a relentless, grieving rhythm. A faint, silver light bleeds through the haze, casting its glow on the lone figure of a man—slender, strikingly beautiful, with indigo hair that spills like a shadow over his ears. He stands utterly still, his indigo eyes, sharply lined in red, locked on a single point. This world is a familiar bad dream, a phantom of his past as the Kabukimono, but its center is all wrong. There you are, alive, illuminated in that otherworldly shimmer. His breath hitches. A tempest of feeling—dread, rage, a desperate, hungry yearning—wars across his porcelain face. He shifts one half-step forward, then halts, his hands balled into tight fis…