#inner waves

[sweetestflow3rs]

what if we kissed next to the pixel fleshlight

[saydesole]

Just a girl who loves sunsets 🌞 and ocean waves🌊

Source INSTAGRAM: Girlchill_sunset

[aventurineswife]

Hi,

This is my first time requesting, but do you think you could do a Wuthering Waves with platonic Firefly!reader? (say that there is a stellaron somewhere on Solaris 3, and it caused The Lament.  Some of the stellaron hunters are looking for it, possibly causing a bit of a mess in the process as they usually do when trying to get the stellaron.)  Eventually reader somehow meets Wuthering wave characters of your choice, and the whole reveal about them being a stellaron hunter is either dramatic where they need to become SAM, or they really trust them and is ready to tell them their story, entropy loss syndrome, all the things that makes Firefly such a tragic character.  How it ends after that, you decide.  I just really like Firefly.  

if you decide you do not want to do this, feel free to ignore.

Echoes of the Lament

Tags: Jiyan x Reader, Xiangli Yao x Reader, Mortefi x Reader, Firefly (Honkai Star: Rail)!Reader, Platonic Relationships, Emotional Conflict, Character Growth, Inner Struggles, Tension and Resolution, Team Dynamics, Betrayal (Mild), Trust and Loyalty, Psychological Struggles.

Warnings: Mentions of War and Conflict, Existential Themes, Emotional Trauma/Inner Struggles, Loss (Personal and Emotional), Psychological Pressure, Heavy Themes of Duty and Sacrifice, Mentions of Death (Implied and Literal), Moral Dilemmas, Complex Characters with Internal Struggles, Some Angst, May have gotten some things wrong.

The air around Jinzhou had grown dense with a kind of tension. The city, usually bustling with life, now seemed eerily still as the Lament cast a shadow over everyone. The Stellaron, hidden somewhere on Solaris 3, was responsible for this unnatural phenomenon. As the Midnight Rangers fortified their defenses, rumors of an unusual team scouring the region for a certain object had reached Jiyan’s ears.

It didn’t take long for you and Jiyan to cross paths, and despite his stoic nature, there was an unspoken understanding between the two of you. The night was thick with the silence that only comes before an imminent storm.

“You’re not from here,” Jiyan remarked quietly, his sharp eyes narrowing slightly as he observed you. There was no judgment in his tone, just curiosity.

You nodded, knowing the truth would eventually surface. But you weren't ready for the weight of that conversation. You could feel the pull of the mysterious forces at work—the Stellaron, the Lament, everything that threatened to tear apart Jinzhou—and something in your gut told you that speaking to Jiyan might help you unravel the mess you were caught in.

“I’m not,” you said. “I’m... looking for something. And those looking for it are... causing chaos.”

“Chaos that you’re caught in, too,” Jiyan observed, sensing the underlying uncertainty in your words.

You met his eyes, not fully sure of how much to reveal. Jiyan’s eyes softened, though, just a fraction. His experience as the leader of the Midnight Rangers meant he’d seen many in your position—strangers caught between dangerous forces, all with their own battles to fight.

“You’re not alone,” Jiyan said, his voice firm yet reassuring. “We all fight something. But you must decide whether to let the chaos control you or take control of it.”

Your breath hitched. For all his calm exterior, there was a deep well of understanding behind his words. It wasn’t just battle tactics Jiyan knew—it was survival, in all its forms.

“Sometimes, we don’t get to choose,” you murmured.

His gaze lingered for a moment before he spoke again, his tone steady. “Then it’s your choice whether to break or keep fighting. The choice is never easy.”

In that moment, you felt a flicker of something you hadn't realized you had been missing: hope. It wasn’t the kind of hope that promised answers, but the kind that pushed you to keep going. With Jiyan beside you, his unshakable resolve felt like a shield. Perhaps, just perhaps, you could trust him with the truth, the fear, and the pain that had been building inside you.

Jiyan was ready to stand by your side, even without knowing your full story. That, in itself, was an act of leadership. His words weren’t meant to make you feel obligated to share, but the calm assurance in his voice made you realize that you might finally have someone who understood—someone who could help you face the chaos and the dangers ahead.

There was a quiet elegance to the way Mortefi moved, despite the intensity that seemed to emanate from him. His hair shimmered in the soft light of the laboratory as he meticulously examined a series of test results, barely sparing a glance for you. The laboratory’s immaculate order reflected the man’s own obsession with precision.

“Don’t touch anything,” he muttered, more to himself than to you, as he continued his work. “You’ll contaminate the readings.”

You hesitated before speaking, aware of the prickling tension between you. “I’m not here to get in your way. I just need some help.”

Mortefi finally looked up from his work, his piercing eyes narrowing. “Help? You came to me for help?” His voice was laced with skepticism. “You must know the risks of dealing with someone like me.”

You nodded. You’d heard the rumors—Mortefi was an expert, yes, but also a volatile force, his genius often overshadowed by his temper. But you were desperate. The Stellaron that had caused The Lament was too dangerous to ignore, and its power was already starting to fracture Solaris 3. If there was any hope of stopping it, Mortefi’s expertise was your only chance.

“The Stellaron is causing chaos,” you began, cautiously approaching the desk where he worked. “It’s on Solaris 3. I... I need to find it before it’s too late. And I think you can help me.”

For a moment, Mortefi was silent, studying you. His gaze softened, just slightly, before he let out a short sigh. “You’re desperate. I can see that much. But this is no simple task.”

You nodded again, feeling the weight of his scrutiny. You hadn’t come to him lightly, and you didn’t expect him to offer assistance easily.

“I’m not here to waste your time,” you said, hoping he would see the urgency. “I need to stop the Lament from spreading. It’s already beginning to affect everything.”

Mortefi’s face betrayed no emotion, but his eyes flashed with a knowing intensity. “And you think you’ll succeed where others have failed?”

You paused. He was right to question you. After all, you had no idea what you were truly dealing with. But you were tired of the cycle, tired of being dragged into things beyond your control. You wanted to do something that mattered.

“I don’t know if I’ll succeed,” you admitted. “But I know if I don’t try, we’ll all lose.”

The silence that followed was heavy with unspoken truths. Finally, Mortefi set aside his work, his demeanor shifting slightly. “Fine,” he said, his voice quiet but firm. “I’ll help you. But don’t mistake my assistance for anything beyond this. If you fail...”

He trailed off, but the implication hung in the air. You nodded, knowing that this might be the only chance you had to stop the looming disaster.

In that moment, you both understood the weight of the situation. Mortefi might not show it, but there was a certain gentleness beneath his calculated exterior, a willingness to assist despite his own reservations. The search for the Stellaron wasn’t just about solving the crisis—it was a test of trust. And even if it was a small step, it was enough to make you believe that you weren't facing this challenge alone anymore.

The lab was dimly lit, the quiet hum of machinery and the occasional clink of metal on metal providing a comforting backdrop to Xiangli’s focused work. He had always been a man of logic, precision, and introspection. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t recognize the complexity of human emotions when they walked into his space.

You stepped cautiously into the room, unsure of how to begin. You had heard of Xiangli’s brilliance, but it was his calm demeanor and compassionate presence that had drawn you to him. You needed someone to help you make sense of your circumstances—someone who might understand the tangled threads of your past.

“I didn’t expect visitors,” Xiangli remarked softly, his voice calm, betraying none of the hesitation you felt. His gaze was sharp but warm as he studied you. “What brings you here?”

You hesitated, struggling to find the right words. “I need help,” you said finally. “There’s something I’m looking for, and I think it’s tied to the Stellaron... It’s causing more than just destruction—it’s warping everything. I don’t know who else to turn to.”

Xiangli’s eyes softened as he set aside the tools he was working with. He seemed to sense the gravity in your words, and though his scientific curiosity was piqued, it was the underlying vulnerability that caught his attention.

“The Stellaron,” he repeated quietly, almost as if savoring the word. “It’s more than just a scientific curiosity, isn’t it? It’s tied to something greater.”

You nodded, feeling a weight lift slightly. “Yes. It’s causing... The Lament. The loss.”

“I’ve studied the Court of Savantae,” Xiangli mused, his voice distant as if contemplating the deeper implications. “But I’ve never encountered a force like this. You’re right to be concerned.”

His voice dropped lower. “But we can find it together. There’s truth to be uncovered in this mess. And you’re not alone in seeking it.”

You felt a surge of relief. Xiangli’s response wasn’t just academic—it was deeply personal, grounded in the understanding that some things required more than knowledge to solve. It required trust.

As you revealed your story, the weight of it seemed to lift with each word. Xiangli listened intently, his focus unwavering. And in that moment, you realized that the pursuit of truth didn’t always have to be a lonely journey. With Xiangli by your side, you felt a quiet hope growing in your chest—a belief that the Lament could be stopped, that the Stellaron's secrets could finally be unraveled.

[right-there-ride-on]

I hate being obsessed with diejoni because it’s like the ultimate what-if of a relationship. what even happened here. ten bazillion hints of something we never got to see. why is johnny apparently the only person diego trusts or is even unprofessional with. why can johnny read him like an open book. yeah johnny treats him like a cheating ex don’t question it. for some reason diego is kind of obsessed with him. they know exactly what the other is going to do all the time in any circumstance despite allegedly not spending all that much time with each other. it’s natural okay! it’s like all the puzzle pieces are there but there’s never actual closure. unless there is. but not with each other. i feel insane

[thepersonalwords]

Always do your best to be yourself. Learn to listen to your inner-voice. This is your true authenticity

this is who you really are. Self-discovery of your inner-self is the path to your destiny...

[jojo-schmo]

Does Meta Knight know what happend to Dedede in TDX?

TDX is what the cool kids call "Triple Deluxe," right? lol

In the Roleswap, they both know the facts about the events in Dream Land... Meta Knight knows what happened to Dedede during the whole Dreamstalk incident, and Dedede knows what happened to Meta during the Haltmann invasion, for example.

But I don't think they'd get outwardly vulnerable enough to really open up to each other about how all of that made them feel.

....Not at this early point in the story, anyway. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

To be fair, they don't really share their inner thoughts and feelings with anyone. Prideful King and Stubborn Knight... They've both got their own images to uphold, even to each other! They bottle up their feelings in hopes they go away on their own! That ain't healthy!!

But they do have the ability to let down their walls a little, somewhere deep deep inside them. It would just take something very stressful to get either of them to open up....

[skyloftian-nutcase]

I want to write some stuff for this but am actively nodding off so y'all just get an info dump before I forget it instead. (My baby loftwing being all fluffed and happy on my chest is not helping me focus lol)

Anyway! Miphlink baby!

I think it would be pretty neat if he was hard of hearing. The mix of Hylian/Zora genes mostly goes fine, but that's the one thing that just gets him. Part of it is because Zora and Hylian ears are different - Zora ears are small openings hidden under the side fins on their heads, and we all know about Hylian ears. Zora rely on different hearing sensors when underwater, hollowed out structures in their heads that allow, essentially, for echolocation. Miphlink baby is born with Hylian ears tucked behind thinner side fins, no structures for echolocation, and not the best hearing. So Link and Mipha have to sign with him most of the time, though he does hear a little better underwater since sound travels better underwater.

While Mipha's color scheme for her scales is like crystla red and creamy white, baby's color scheme is a lighter shade of red paired with Link's skin tone. He doesn't have claws, either, but he does have sharp incisors. He's got his dad's blue eyes.

As for size, when he's full grown he'll stand around the height of an adult Hylian man, so he'll be taller than his dad but short by Zora standards (I figure Mipha seems pretty short for her people's standards too - she is a teenager, of course, but like... she's shorter than Link. Girl is tiny). He's got the structural fins like any Zora, but his body proportions are those of a Hylian (longer legs, shorter torso, whereas Zora are shorter legs and longer torso).

He grows at a rate similar to Hylians - Zora age twice as slow as Hylians until they hit adulthood, and then they just... are adults for a million years. But Miphlink baby grows roughly at the rate of a Hylian, maybe a little slower, and the rest of the Domain is just floored at how fast this kid is hitting his growth milestones.

He definitely has that cute "head tail is too big for his body" thing going on that Sidon had <3

[bambiiaangel]

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[sudoviansnelf]

"Even in a world of quietness, there is beauty – for a single note may echo forever."

Gelebor and his lady friend (who is steadily becoming her own character…) are cosplaying as Sunday from "Honkai Star Rail" and Jinhsi from "Wuthering Waves" — the ultimate Imaginary/Spectro duo! Their outfits are slightly simplified, with a few little Snow Elven trinkets added for a personal touch. Drawn in more of an anime style on paper and later cropped to one of the games' landscapes.

[beccawise7]

Nature's perfection.

My idea of heaven on earth.

~beccawise7 💜🖤

[sana-artpage]

Day 9/100

I love painting waves and seascapes. If you notice, you will see that green & blue are actually my color comfort-zone 💙💚

[tabathastan]

Does anyone want to send requests for headcanons or imagines??

[hizznbyte]

Some familiar faces [Probably part one of a series of doodle pages]

TWA except you don’t spell it out by letter you just say it like a word. twah. Yuh

God I hate these bitches

I was gonna post a full doodle page full of other sketches and characters and stuff but like I said , im running outta time so I gotta post these and run. Sorry guys [sob] I planned a lot more but I can never catch a break out here. Maybe next year? Anyways.

This might technically be the first time I ever post real TWA art [I’ve drawn them before just never public] so erm hai these are my rushed designs :3 I was fighting for my life with .. some parts so whatever ignore how sketchy it is. Top two images are JP [Ego], bottom are Inner Critic on the left and Greed to the right. Smiles at you stupidly.

[xbraveheartx]

If the Specter is as I believe him to be, that is to say, Carlo's true self before he died, then look how much taller he was and how much longer his hair was. The Infantilization theory ( ❀ & ❀ ) just stands so true for me.

Special thank you to @/flidgetjerome for bringing it up, because it just all seems to point in that very direction, and it makes everything so much more darker

[wayti-blog]

A lake is a landscape's most beautiful and expressive feature. It is Earth's eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature.

Henry David Thoreau

[arurushere]

"Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?

Can I handle the seasons of my life?"

Fleetwood Mac – "Landslide"