#(Somewhat)

[acidic-al1enscum]

The when the uhh when the the me when me my face when uhh

[compulsivereaderluc]

If TWSA is canon then wouldn't it mean ORV is fanfiction, especially the reader-centric fanfiction?

[jirai-dirt-2009]

Every time an account with no posts / no customization on their blog messages me I get soooo scared

Ig it’s bc of the amount of times I’ve been asked for nvdes

Plus one time someone asked me to cvt their name into my arm AND got my old account termed when I didn’t

[towboats]

buckys only upset that john wasnt mortally wounded

[theofficialuriel]

HE NEVER TOOK HIS EYES OFF JAYCE IM SICK IM ILL I AM PLAGUED

[wolfythewitch]

Painting for class

[superbat-love]

- Dan Mora, NYCC 2023

Source

[no-tengo-ojos]

What I want to happen to Arthur in the next ep

[zizirobinson]

[stxrrnightjxr]

Everytime I see something about Bartylus, Prongsfoot, Moonwater, ect. And the comments are ‘aww so best friends so platonic 🥰’ I start gnawing at the bars of my enclosure

[myeoomski]

It's actually fucking me up how paralled wild life and 3life are regarding to desert duo

Reputation board. Mountain. sighs.

Scar saying the exact same words like wdym "whatever the light touches is ours" DO YOU REMEMBER. *grabs him by the shoulders and shakes him* SCAR.

And grian is so much more ANGRY to him too. "that's how little that reputation board meant"

“YEAH THATS HOW IT FEELS, GETTING STABBED IN THE BACK SCAR” IS SO GIVING ME “TRAITOR SCAR!! TRAITOR SCAR!!"

Not to mention renchanting teaming up again. Like what's up with that I am so normal about that by the way. Totally. Uh huh yeah I am so normal about that

[caramelteaa]

"Can I take a break?"

[butteronabun]

i think i read this concept somewhere before but imagine f! reader swooning with the other ladies of mondstadt abt this one particular romance novel that has been getting popular as of late. diluc gets word of this ( maybe it’s because of elzer, or probably even kaeya, the tease ) because don’t tell anyone this but he kinda likes you.

( “. . . kinda? what are we, twelve?”

“shut it, kaeya.” )

and he wonders what the fuss is all about—

“it seems that lady,” adelinde calls your name fondly, as she stands beside the master of the house eating his dinner. “has been involved with a book club. some of the maids are members, and they told me that it had been a joyous time. they would discuss the books over delicious cups of tea and pastries that she and her friends had made.”

diluc is happy to hear this, of course, that a delightful woman such as you is having the time of her life in mondstadt. his heart skips a beat in his chest as he imagines you, the ever beautiful, endearing you, sharing anecdotes. he tries to hide the growing smile on his face as he remembers how you focus into the small and tiniest details—it is no doubt that the people in your book club are always entertained by your presence.

they’re surely lucky to have you. diluc, if only he wasn’t so busy, would actually really love to be part of that book club as well. ( “eyeing something, master diluc?” lisa winks, when diluc finds himself in the library. ) but alas, it was only reserved for ladies, and he was too shy to actually be in it.

— not until this one fateful night. not until he finally understands why.

of course, the abyss is up to no good again. diluc does his daily patrols on the outskirts and even outside of the city.

then, he hears it.

( a cackling abyss mage approaches your quivering form. you have books in your arms, tightly clutching them to your chest. you bought these for the new members of your book club as gifts since some of them can’t even afford it, and like hell you’re gonna lose them to some monster! these are expensive!

and since gods do really like tampering with fate ( or is this just destiny? ) before the abyss mage gets to throw its icicle at you, it disintegrates, and you blink upon the arrival of a familiar figure.

clad in black and donned in a mask, your lips part in shock. the smell of burnt wood and grass reaches your nostrils. the figure—the man, turns around, and you can’t help but feel a little clumsy. “t–thank you so much, um—!” some of the books fall to the ground, and you yelp. the man kneels down to grab your novels, and you feel your cheeks begin to steam. “um, wait—!” )

after rescuing you from a pesky abyss mage, diluc is really happy to get to interact with you again. last time he did was when you were in the tavern, drinking out with your peers. there, he realized how low your tolerance is, and there, he also realized how actually weak he is for you. you had been so friendly and sweet to him—you included him in your conversations and was always so understanding. how can he not like someone like you?

or maybe the cherry on top was when you invited him to go stargaze at the starsnatch cliff ( how did you not know what that meant? is it because you’re from fontaine, and you’re still getting used to mondstadt? ) and requested for only diluc. no master of the house diluc, nor wine tycoon diluc. just diluc. just himself.

he’ll do everything for you, as long as it is okay with you.

as he descends to the ground to retrieve some of the novels that you carried, diluc lifts one. he listens to you stammer— and he wonders why you’re so flustered, not until he sees the front cover.

it’s an image of a man. he’s wearing a dark getup: a dark brown tunic, black pants, and a midnight cloak. diluc ponders over why he’s getting deja vu.

then, he also has a a bird mask, and red hair peeking out from his hood. wait, red hair?

on his muscular arms, is nothing but a damsel in distress looking at him with so much adoration. much like to the expressions you’ve had with the ladies whenever you ramble about the popular book that diluc has been curious on ever since forever—

oh.

diluc raises his head slowly, and sees you fumble over you words. “mr. darknight hero, i apologize—!”

oh.

[miyuka1709]

Might be working on a post-Construct/game au with my Voices just because.

Skeptic

Hunted

Paranoid

Opportunist

(FINALLY I DREW SOMETHING POSTWORTHY!)

Some cabins for the Voices when the first awaken in their own bodies, featuring all the chapters they appear in (except Razor and MoC for anyone other than Chea and Para because it felt super cluttered)

Some excluding Fury because a few of the Voices who do appear in Quantum Beak barely do anything (Hunted, Smitten, etc)

Skeptic's Cabin :

- Prisoner : Stone cabin (walls n floor's general texture), the door, the table

- Cage : chains littered on the floor and hooks hanging off the ceiling, steel stakes and more chains outside, additionally the cabin on a floating island

- Grey : Dampened torches and the window thingies

- EOTN : Sharp little stone structures outside

- Den : The cabin is under a dirt cliff with a few bit of foliage (Cage's island is barren in game)

- HEA : Stained glass windows

Hunted's Cabin :

Beast : The door

Den : Overgrown, the interior looks like it was meant to be, well, a den. Lots of vines and large leaves

EOTN : A few sharp stones

Wild : Lots of large roots (Wild)

Fury : Bone-tree thingy.

Paranoid's cabin :

Nightmare : Empty door frame, knocked over table

MoC : The cabin is barely held together and the walls look oddly textureless

HEA : Tall stained glass windows

Wraith : Long flowy curtains

Wild : Large roots

Apotheosis : Marble(?) tree thingies..

Cage : the chains holding the cabin together so it doesn't fall apart like in MoC, hooks from the ceiling

Opportunist's Cabin :

Witch : The door, the cabin being very covered in vines

Thorn : Thorns in the cabin and outside the cabin, a few dead trees

HEA : Carpet over a polished floor

Wild : Thick roots bursted though some spots on the floor and through the glassless windows

Wraith : Long flowy curtains

+ I didn't know how to incorporate Patd in here, so I just made the cabin a bit more normal.. since Patd is very similar to base Princess. Plus Patd's cabin looks normal from what we can see.

Anyway, I'll probably draw the rest tomorrow.

Made with boredom and avoidance, pencil from a hotel, and tiny piece of paper

[ratsreading]

Thinking of what it must be like to be loved by a ship like the Perihelion. I think it must be a little like being loved by a god. A minor god and one with true personality, a god from a pantheon, with limited power and no claims to be all-knowing, all-powerful, all-loving, no claims of being the One True God. And yet, a god. Its mind so powerful it can be present with you and yet in a hundred other places simultaneously, it holds you safe inside of it - or not (as Mother Nature holds us safe on Earth - or not). It can rain destruction when angered or help you if it wishes. Inside of its realm (itself), within its dominion, it sees all, controls all (not other people, but the very ground you walk on, the air you breathe). Outside of it, it can help you if it sees what is happening, but is not in control of everything. If you are within its reach, it is there, present with you always, a voice in your head, a friend (because this god spaceship loves you).