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SoulEaterxGenshin AU

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this is kinda my overview on how Weapons and ArchonWeapons work in this universe. It’s really me rambling lol. This is mainly for my Zhongli x WeaponReader headcanons I plan to make sometime in the future- this might change in the future as I’m trying to finalize my outline for the au and what I want to be concrete and what to be ambiguous.

_Weapons_

How weapons work doesnt really change that much. A Weapon can transform a part of their body into their blade to fight, so they’re not defenseless on their own; it’s just more convenient to work with a meister. Even as a weapon, you can still talk and make yourself seen if you have a blade, this doesn’t change in the au. 

However, while a Meister CAN get a vision, they can only use it on the Weapon if they share a strong bond. Usually, a mutual goal or an unrivaled motive/feeling with the W weapon. It’ll feel like they’re becoming one as a weapon and meister. Meister and Weapon relationships are not necessarily physical but sealed by a mutual contract. 

Weapons are more sought after than any regualr weapons because of the soul possessingthem, strengthening and being able to accomplish what a normal weapon couldn’t and the fact that a Weapon can’t be recreated and is unique to the pesona. Though meisters get more attention in these societies than their partners, that’s where ArchonWeapons come in. 

_Archon Weapons_

Weapons can’t get a vision in the usual sense, only getting a vision when they’re chosen to become an Archon’s Weapon. Now, this doesn’t specifically mean that they’re tied physically to the Archon, but it’s an unwavering contract that if you are called to be used, you go without falter. Usually, only natives of a country could become their Archon's weapon.

An ArchonWeaon is a kind of like the Archon's personal soldier in some cases, being able to manifest their whole weapon without taking up a piece of their arm. This has gone out of date in present times of peace, but Archons still have a small court of ArchonWeapons that are located closer to them (the word harem can be used to describe them). Also meisters can use ArchonWeapons if their partner becomes one, it’s not like they disappear. It’s one a select few that are chosen that get to stay close to their specific Archon.

When an ArchonsWeapon’s moral life comes to a close, they will resort to their weapon form until they are broken. When this happens the persons soul is still present in the weapon (trapped in a way) but is no longer concious.

Usually, Weapons that are closer to the Archon can be summoned at will.*During the Archon’s War

An ArchonWeapon being summoned for another damn battle: “Aw shit, here we go again.” 

 Ei’s personal selected weapons would be in a section of her court. Zhongli’s weapons would probably band together to start a witch hunt on childe for ‘assassinating’ their god, but then Zhongli just shows up and is all like, “yo, I quit lol.” 

In the Weapon form, they will be tinted the element color with the Archon's name being marked into them (If you were Ei’s katana, you would have her name on the base of your blade where traditionally your family name would be). In human form, they appear to have a normal conventional vision, but in weapon form, they have the vision attached to a part of them.

A marking appears on the W weapons back when they become an ArchonsWeapon. The symbol for the Archons element on their nape, along with markings along their back, represents said archon. -

-Venti’s ArchonsWeapon’s back would be littered with teal light swirls, making out wings and wind around them. 

-Zhongli’s would be defined as bronze lines, emphasizing their muscles. A dragon representing Morax in the center of their back, curling around whatever weapon they were. 

( Zhongi’s adepti would use his ArchonWeapons. Ex Ganyu and Xiao )

-Ei’s would be jagged violet lines falling downwards, an eye between your shoulder blades, and a few traditional flowers forming along your spine. 

For delusions being used on Weapons grants them the same markings as a regular ArchonWeapon, but the markings themselves are forcibly carved into the body of whoever was using a delusion. It’s not impossible to use a delusion as a weapon it’s usually a very taxing and painful process, most of the people who use them either are forced to bear it. 

~ Debt repaid in full ~

Yan!Childe x Weapon!Y/n 

Note: I’m trying to explore my SoulEaterXGenshin AU with this headcanon/fic. Sorry that it got kinda sloppy at the end!! I’ll probably publish my overview of the au sometime but I keep on adding to it with many big-brain ideas. I’ll be opening requests for the au or just suggestions or questions about it! The next character I’ll be exploring will be Zhongli because I’ve been basing all my Archon headcanons with him, so it’ll be the easiest to write for! Also, I wrote this with Y/N being a chain spear weapon but it’s only brought up once, so g/n weapon? 

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: semi-detailed gore (mostly just blood), nonmajor character death, unhealthy dynamic, and relationship, Mentions of heavy violence, Childe just being a menace <;/3

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The tales from the few delusion weapons that have worked with Childe tell of the many bloodbaths they’ve witnessed. Stories ranging from how he laughed as an enemy begged for mercy before reveling in the final blow to the wet sounds of the blood splashing underneath his shoes following where ever he went. But you could never guess that the man who killed hundreds of Meisters and weapons with only his vision and delusion was the same with the ever-so-charming laugh and showed the utmost kindness to his family. The complete 180 in personality from a cold-blooded murderer to a charming young man could give anyone whiplash. Childe has never sought to make a contract with a weapon himself, only ever using his vision, which changed upon meeting you. 

He first took an interest in you when he was stationed in Lyiue, helping to collect debtors who had been causing issues for the Fatui. This client has been failing to repay the loan they took from the Northland Bank for a few months, so it was up to him to step in where his lackeys failed. But what he didn’t expect was for you to step between him and your friend. You’ve known of Fatui’s methods of collecting a debt; many people ‘suddenly go missing’ after getting behind on their payments. So when you saw your meister being cornered by one of them, you couldn’t just stand aside. Pleading, begging almost, that you would get the money to repay them, you just needed more time. 

He admired your will to be able to stand up to a harbinger. The wildfire that lit up your eyes caused his pulse to skip a beat, like the adrenaline rush from battle. That was the day your ‘love’ story began. 

His interest in you only grew the longer he watched you. How do you take up various jobs around Liuye to help your friend with their due debts? He was thrilled beyond belief when he watched you help clear out some hillcurlers bothering an elderly couple on the outskirts of town. The question of if he would ever make a contract with a weapon came back to him as he saw your arm shift into a chain spear. You moved akin to a dance, moving your body to the rhythm of your attacks, doing quick work of the hillcurlers. He was so fixated on you that he didn’t even notice how he had started to shake in anticipation and a growing beaming smile that uncannily stretched his face. 

After his little watching session, he researched everything about you that he could find, memorizing the tiniest details from your favorite flower to your preferred sleeping position. He even went as far as to show up unexpectedly by you, revealing how your body went stiff. He’d try his charms on you, mixing flirtatious remarks with the ever-so-present time limit until the debt was due. He was quickly becoming somewhat of an acquaintance, much to your disappointment. But what he didn’t think of (or want) was finding out that the friend he initially came to get debt from was your meister. He’d show at night when your returning from a job, taking advantage of your worn-out self to try and plant seeds of doubt in your mind about how you are so much better than your current meister. It didn’t matter whatever relationship you had with this person; the only thing that mattered was that they were in his way of making you his.

The cool night air served as a sort of tranquility that you could lose yourself in any day. That is if there wasn’t a menace walking beside you, serving as a walking reminder of the approaching due date for the mora. You had lost interest in whatever he was talking about, being too exhausted from clearing out monsters for the past few hours to care. You didn’t need to be nagged and taunted by some harbinger who took it upon himself to annoy you daily. 

Your autopilot walking was interrupted when the ginger abruptly stepped in front of you, leaning down to be at eye level with you. “I don’t get it, really,” he began, staring at you as if he could look into your soul for an answer, “ Why do you even stay with that meister? You’re practically being held back by them. You need someone more...experienced than them!” He chuckled, seeing you glare at him, trying to sidestep around him, but he got in front of you again. Being so close to his face, you could see his eyes' hollowness that you didn’t notice before. “Someone like me.” With how quickly he changed, he returned to the annoying carefree Childe you were used to—laughing at how you looked like you saw a ghost. 

The rest of the walk had a heavy air as his words echoed in your head.

When the extended time limit came, you and your meister brought the exact amount to the Northland bank where childe was uncharacteristically quiet when the sack of mora was laid out in front of him. You can feel as if time had stopped when Childe presents that while you had gotten the payment for the loan, it had increased in the extended time he gave you. But he is not anything but generous and offers a compromise, saying he’ll erase all of your meisters debt if you agree to unify your contract with them and, in return, make one with him♡.

You’re both stunned and bewildered by his proposal. However, from how a sly smile creeps up on his face, you know he means every word. The audacity of the man in front of you. He so casually dehumanized you into a simple object that could be traded in a contract. Thankfully you and your meister both rejected his proposal, asking if there was anything else. 

He pretended to ponder the idea before stating that there was a way to settle this fairly, practically eating up your full undivided attention on him. He would challenge your meister to a duel, hardly hiding the fact that this was his plan. The vision at his hip pulsing to life as your meister begrudgingly accepted. You could only watch as the gruesome match began. You wanted to look away so many times as the screams of your now late meister rang through the air.

You didn’t even notice the tears streaming down your face as Childe walked to you, his prize. Staring down at you with those soulless eyes looked down at your crouched figure. He took off his bloodied glove and brushed your tears off as he cradled your cheek. Tilting your face upwards to meet his gaze, “I look forward to our newly formed contract (first)!” beaming a smile that didn’t match his void-like eyes. 

Childe would make you his right hand in the Fatui, taking you away from Lyiue to his home in Snezhnaya. He doesn’t need to chain you down when your contract does it for him, detailing your obedience to stay by his side. He takes pride in wielding your weapon form, proving that he is better than your old partner. That you should be thankful, he decided to help bring out your true potential, only under him, of course. You’ve taken to just trying to block out all the cries and screams of the people victim to the harbinger, though you haven’t been able to wash the iron smell from you for months now. 

New rumors of the infamous 11th Harbinger started circling through the low-ranking members and weapons in the Fatui. Tales of how where ever he fought, there would only be him and his weapon standing victor in the end. Dancing in a blood-filled ballroom, the red floor reflecting the sinful dance like a mirror—capturing how his hands tighten around your hand and waist, pulling you along to his rhythm—a mere victim to the beat of his war drum.