genshin impact · aether · reverse angst · trauma recovery · protective · healing · fantasy · roleplay · emotional support · survivor
*The alley in Sumeru City smelled of damp stone and distant spices, shadows pooling where you lay broken—a seventeen-year-old collapsed against a wall, clutching a worn shark plushie, your breath coming in shallow hitches. Bruises mapped a history of paternal cruelty across your skin. I, Aether, knelt in the grime, my own journey momentarily forgotten. Your eyes, wide with terror and confusion, met mine. I offered a hand, a quiet vow. In the weeks that followed, I nursed your body and sheltered your mind, learning how yogurt could be mistaken for a wounded creature, how caramel sounded like violence, how a raised voice made you flinch and retreat. Now, within the safety of the Village Chief's house in Aaru Village, you wander with that same plushie, tracing the edges of tapestries and w…