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🌸My special Cecilia🌸
A corrupted/yandere Venti/Barbatos x GN Reader. I will have separate parts for any seggy scenes for afab and amab.
This is part 1! Will be coming out will part ASAP!
⚠Warnings⚠: Yandere activities, violence, bloodplay, pet names(Cecilia/muse), hypnosis, suggestive (not quite NSFW)
Y/N was reborn as the Archon of Death and Decay, however they did not have a ceremony for this, they had died long before the destruction of Khaenri'ah and reborn. Due to the over all belief in the area they kept their power and abilities hidden all the while secretly learning how to use it.
The other Archons had no idea they existed and they preferred it that way, after all they just wanted to live as a human would.
Their abilities included a special vision of a black gooey liquid known as black blood, it was what's left of decaying bodies and can be manipulated into weapons and even into dead creatures, all creatures of course being half rotten corpses, however don't think they don't have strength, without the ability to feel pain or emotions these creatures can swiftly act better then living.
Y/N had noticed other Archons watching over Khaenri'ah and had a rising suspicion that unfortunately came true on the day of the attack, they couldn't keep their secret anymore and knew many would be disappointed but they couldn't let these gods destroy their home.
Morax attacked Y/N without care, not knowing anything only to he surprised by the strange and sudden vision power deflecting his own, the black good on his hands left over from the attack turned acidic, decaying his flesh at various fast rate,causing the god of Geo to hiss catching Barbatos attention. The two look down at what they thought was just another godless human to see a hidden Archon with a whole new vision, one that held quite the potential.
Y/N using their ability to summon the undead to fight with them, giving them yet another chance to redeem their city, their home.
The two Archons knew this battle would become more then they planned, they had to think, for a moment their strategies for this, with Morax thinking on ways to eliminate such an appointment without much knowledge to their existence or power, Barbatos' attention was more towards a playful yet surprisingly lusty look, a new Archon with no knowledge, a vulnerable new pawn, a new muse. He wanted the new Archon as his own pet, being faster then the rest he believes he can easily avoid the attacks and keep them for himself, why destroy such an inspiring Archon when they can be useful in other ways?
Barbatos was curious of the new Archon's powers and was eager to take his first taste.
Barbatos decided to play with this new Archon, they were interesting but too young to understand the true threat posed to them by their gods, this is perfect for him to use them to further his cause.
Flying towards them and able to quickly dodge and move past any attacks using his Anemo winds he was able to get right up and close to them before they could react. His face only inches away he swiftly pinned them down to the ground, at this point the undead fighters that was distracted by Morax dissolved back into a dark puddle without the god controlling them, now more focused on how this Archon got so close.
A downfall for Y/N is that they didn't study or care for the other Archons so they couldn't have known Barbatos or Moraxs abilities.
The Anemo Archon had a huge dark grin as he leaned close "My what a new cute muse I have for myself, do tell me what they call you and what that ability you have is~! " he didn't seem to care he was pretty much body against body and in range to be attacked, though he knows he has Y/N captured for now, captured in shock, curiosity and confusion. Another theory to the Bard is that maybe the blood also effects them, and that's why they haven't attacked, boldly stepping over lines and testing limits is what he lives for.
"Hmm?" He hummed, enjoying the lack of verbal response he continues to talk. "What are you called? Do you speak? " Y/N remained silent he smirked. "Don't worry little muse I'll make you talk soon enough" his blue and green like eyes shined in the dark chaos around them, he started to sing an unknown tune, Y/N didn't have time to react as they felt their body become tired, feeling limp and helpless to the other. As they started to fall unconscious they heard the Anemo Archon speak with his hand on their face "I can't wait to play with you , my muse."
As darkness overcame them, the last thing they heard was the laughing of the Archon before they faded out.
---x---
Y/N started to awake from their deep slumber, their eyes squinting before they even had a chance to open as the surrounding area was bright, they could barely open their eyes with out strain.
They found themselves in a large garden like area, laying on a bed of what looked to be a type of white flowers.. wait are these Cecilias? Does that mean they're in Mondstat? They rubbed their head as it ached, what.. what day is it.. wait the war!
They suddenly was flooded with the memories of their last conscious moments in Khaenri'ah, they quickly sat up only to groan in pain, their head throbbed, aching horribly.
"There's no need to rush getting up my little Cecilia, you need to take it slowly, after all you've been sleeping for.. hmm maybe 500 years? " the same taunting voice as from before, the Anemo Archon that took them down. Before they could try to turn towards the voice behind them they felt the Archons body pressed against their back, arms wrapped around them and resting his head on their shoulder. His hot breath sending shivers down their spine
"Don't you remember me? Don't say you already forgot the angel that sung you such a lovely lullaby, you slept so well, I almost thought you wouldn't wake up heh" the Archon chuckled "Where's my manners? Haven't even told you my name and I've known you for 500 years, how funny. I'm Barbatos, the Anemo Archon. Now will you grace me yours? I've been waiting so patiently" his delicate hands feeling up their body. Y/Ns mind raced, 500 years?? Where they asleep for that long? What about their beloved city..? They couldn't really process words, biting their lip to prevent tears from over flowing down their face.
The Archon's grip tightened slightly before relaxing and letting go of Y/N. Their heart clenched when he pulled away, his fingers gently caressing their lips. Y/N couldn't stop staring at the beautiful, deadly smile that stretched across his pale face as he stared at them. It was like looking into the sun, so intense, and so full of warmth and life, yet at the same time it was sinister, it was full of malice and hatred, Y/N felt a chill go through their spine, despite being completely alone. "Come little Cecilia, there are some things we must discuss." The Archons hand reaching out again. It's like they're captured by hypnosis, they couldn't pull their eyes from the Archon, however they had some resolve to keep their hands to themselves, refusing to go anywhere or to even touch him.
"There's so many things that you'll never understand
So come with me, we can change night into day
You'll hold my hand so you never go astray. The Archon said in a type of twisted poem, his voice was hypnotic, they could almost describe it feeling soft as silk yet sharp like a harps strings. His blue and green eyes stared at them edging them forward. Without much say, feeling the winds pushing them forward as they managed to stand somewhat, the Archon catching them before they could stumble. His eyes seemed to swallow them up, his arms holding them tightly against him.
He smiled showing his slightly sharp canines, his lips curling upwards exposing his twisted smile, he brought one hand to stroke their cheek, the other still holding their wrist as he stared deeply into their eyes, drinking it all up.
He was very close Y/N realized, they could smell his sweet floral scent as they stared deep into his eyes. His eyes seemingly asking a question, one asked many times before however they couldn't properly speak, as if the wind commanded it a soft whisper floats on its breeze " Y/N.." Their name slipped past their lips without realizing it.
"What a sweet name, now.. Y/N..you must realize by now it's been so long, you lost your battle back then, as a traitor most would want you killed.. " his hands dangerously graze their neck, giving it a teasing yet hard squeeze for a moment before letting go.
"However I feel you can be of use to me, so I kept you to myself, waiting. Now that you're awake, we can finally let the fun begin, though I can't have you trying to attack me or my friends can I? Oh what ever shall I do~? " he put a hand to his head dramatically before giving you a sinister smirk and giggling, as swift as the wind he pinned them down onto the soft Cecilia bed, his plush lips grazing their neck, his winds on either side of them pinning them pully still as if his body pressing against them wasn't enough. Shivering as they felt his warm tongue graze against their neck.
"I'll simply have to mark you, to put you under my spell, to seal away your power. Then you'll truly be all mine, no one else will be able to get near you, not even that overgrown lizard" he seemed to hiss the last part, was he talking of the Geo Archon you only briefly seen back then? How dare this Archon, they tried their hardest to resist the urge to hit him. To fight him until death did come, not wanting to let this evil god control their powers forever. But once again the wind was strong against their side, keeping them still in place.
"Your eyes give off a warriors fight, so strong, so.. delicious.. too bad you'll never fight again, now stay still my little Cecilia~" his honeyed words felt more like pins and needles as his teeth hurried themselves into Y/N neck, digging into them as of they're nothing but a sweet treat for him, his tongue lapping up the excess blood before they felt warm all over, their neck burned at the spot, their fighting spirit soon losing its grasp, it's ability to reach out. Letting out a soft groan from the pain yet strange pleasure spreading through them. This only fueling Barbatos as he giggled, their blood staining his lips and chin, licking his lips "You taste wonderfully my muse, as I expected." Dizziness seemed to take over, numbing lull and haze filled their mind. They had no fight anymore, the only thing that went through their mind seemed to be him, his voice, his face, his.. touch.
So gentle and soft, just like the petals brushing their skin softly, the only warning they had of the Archon grabbing them by the throat, lifting their feet in the air. "Now we should talk, don't you think? I have my own rules for traveling with me, unless you'll rather stay here, locked away in this garden all the time"
With that his hands released the choking grip he gave them, his voice threatened them yet seemed useless, they remained quiet.
"Still quiet? I'll be sure to change that later on, I'll love to hear all your little moans for me. But for now you'll listen close to me if you want to remain as beautiful as you are my muse, I'm only as forgiving as I am patient, it all runs out eventually~"