#AJAX Systems

[ataraxixx]

Finally drew all the guys today

[c0ntaminxted]

i love my headmates. i love my headmates. i love my headmates. i love my headmates.

i love them all. i love my brother, i love my friends, i love my father figures and my caregivers. i love my fellow persecutors and i love the protectors i haven't seen in months.

i love the pets, i love the npcs, i love the world we've cultivated together.

i love my system. i love all of it.

[insignificant457]

It’s so funny to me that victra has like…a normal job. Everyone else is either military or military adjacent, but she’s literally just the ceo of a huge shipping company, she’s not even in politics. Like sure, she’s former military, but she hasn’t been doing that in years until the war comes back to mars. Like imagine turning on the tv and you see footage of Jeff bezos beheading an enemy general. That’s what the citizens of mars were experiencing during the battle of Phobos.

[sysboxes]

[Text: This Ajax/Childe introject is a co-host.]

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[inked-night]

Tartaglia could barely stand. Blood dripped from his mouth as he desperately tried to suppress the tremors shaking his body. He knew he was on the edge of his limit, that every movement brought him closer to unconsciousness. Even so, with the last of his strength, he tried to summon his Hydro daggers again.

But it was useless. Every attempt was stifled by sharp pain, a cruel reminder of his wounds. His vision blurred, and black spots danced before his eyes, making him question if he could withstand another attack.

It was then that he felt a presence in front of him, a dark energy that made him shiver, not just from fear, but from something deeper, something that came from a place buried in his subconscious, a hazy memory he couldn’t reach. Someone crouched in front of him, and before he could react, a cold and powerful hand grabbed his chin, forcing him to lift his head.

The face he found belonged to no being of this world. Luo Binghe looked at him with a mixture of satisfaction and disdain, as if Tartaglia's weakness was a spectacle he enjoyed every second of.

"How pathetic" Luo Binghe said, clicking his tongue with a slight smile that didn’t reach his eyes. They were dark eyes, infinitely deep. "It’s a shame to see my dear Shizun reduced to this"

Tartaglia tried to look away, but Luo Binghe’s hand held him firmly. A distant scream cut through the air, pulling Tartaglia from his confused thoughts. It was Teucer, his younger brother, calling him with a mix of panic and desperation. Tartaglia felt as if a dagger had pierced his heart. He wanted to turn towards the sound, but the iron grip on his chin prevented him.

"Don’t worry, Shizun. I won’t hurt him… yet" Luo Binghe spoke in a softly threatening tone, a tone that sent a shiver down Tartaglia’s spine. "But maybe you should give me a good reason not to"

Tartaglia felt a primal panic, one he hadn’t felt since he fell into the Abyss, grip his insides. The image of his siblings, defenseless against this monster, made a primitive fury begin to boil within him. He wouldn’t allow Luo Binghe to touch them.

"Don’t you dare touch them!" Tartaglia spat the words with fierce intensity, clenching his jaw so tightly he felt his teeth might break. His eyes, usually filled with icy indifference, now brimmed with a dangerous mix of hatred and desperation. A spark of Electro briefly flickered in his pupils, a reflection of the intensity of his emotion.

Luo Binghe observed the transformation with interest, his smile widening slightly. "Ah, there’s the look I remembered. But it’s still not enough, Shizun" His thumb caressed Tartaglia’s cheek with a tenderness that felt completely out of place, almost reverent, while his other hand slowly slid towards the hilt of his sword. "Maybe I should teach them a lesson, just to make sure you understand your place"

Tartaglia felt his body move on its own, fueled by adrenaline and desperation. With his injured and trembling hand, he grabbed Luo Binghe’s arm with all the strength he could muster. "Don’t you dare" He repeated in a trembling voice, but it was loaded with such deep hatred that anyone else might have recoiled. But Luo Binghe was not just anyone. There wasn’t a trace of fear in his expression, only cold amusement.

"You seem so concerned about them, Shizun…" Luo Binghe murmured, almost as if speaking to himself, as his eyes lazily drifted towards the place where Tartaglia’s siblings were. "Alright, how about a deal?" He suggested, his voice like sweet poison. "You come with me, no complaints or more fights, and I won’t touch a single hair on these people who seem so important to you. Does that sound like a good deal?"

"Tartaglia, no!" Lumine’s voice rose, breaking the tension of the moment. There was concern in her eyes, and Tartaglia could see how tightly she gripped the hilt of her sword, ready to act at any moment. He knew what she was trying to do, buying time for Zhongli, or any other ally, to arrive. But he also knew that, like him, Lumine was on the edge of her limit. He couldn’t ask her to endure more.

"Do you promise you won’t do anything?" Tartaglia’s voice was low, barely a whisper, but each word was laden with a desperation he hated to feel. He was helpless, and there was nothing he despised more than that feeling.

Luo Binghe smiled, a smile that was as sweet as it was lethal. "This disciple would never lie to Shizun" He murmured, as if the mere idea were absurd. "I only need you. The others don’t interest me in the slightest"

Tartaglia looked at him, trying to find any sign of deceit in those words, but all he saw was unshakable certainty. He had no choice, and he knew it. He couldn’t risk Luo Binghe harming his family or Lumine. He had no choice but to surrender.

"Fine" Tartaglia murmured, letting his hand drop and allowing all traces of resistance to fade. "You win…"

Luo Binghe observed the change in Tartaglia, and for a moment, his smile softened, but only a little. "That’s more like it, Shizun. Don’t worry, you’ll be safe with me. You’ll never have to worry about anything or anyone else again. I’ll protect you… from everything" His voice became softer, almost affectionate, but Tartaglia couldn’t help but feel a chill of revulsion.

[fwol-jintu]

Hey what if tartaglia adopts abyss luo binghe

😀

like what if

Since tartaglia's literally a weapon master (except for the bow obviously)

And like

Maybe instead of xin mo

Wait no

WHAT IF LBH GOES TO FIND XIN MO HIMSELF EVEN UNDER TARTAGLIA'S TUTORSHIP AND THEN WHEN HE GETS A GRIP OF THE SWORD and like yk those cursed sword thoughts flood in and then he turns around, sees Tartaglia, and freezes.

Tartaglia looks rather disappointed. Was it because of the silence, his aura, or had Luo Binghe managed to discern a mask's emotion of all things? He couldn't tell. But that wasn't important.

"Hey, comrade. What do you have there?" Tartaglia approached him, his voice sounded the same, evened. No, no... he sounded less than pleased, less than his usual positive-tone voice.

Idk, i kinda just want to read tartaglia and luo binghe or bingge

[oil-bh]

?AJAX? wants to ask you a question. [] seems eager for your response. Unless [] always looks like that.

>yes >no

[iwant-fuitgummi]

"i am totally normal about genshin impact" i say. my google doc falls out of my pocket. you see that i have given every single playable character a full name and have done research into the naming conventions of other countries to do so. i hit you with a hammer and run

[systemaquarium]

Aesthetic for Childe

🌊 ❄️ 🌊 | ❄️ 🌊 ❄️ | 🌊 ❄️ 🌊

With ocean themes | Requested by @householddreaming

[narwhalandchill]

the absence of any new fishing spots or fishies in natlan whatsoever possibly implying devs might be abandoning the system altogether for future updates is kind of hilarious to me not in the sense that id really miss it for its uhhhhhh exciting (lol. lmao, even) gameplay or anything but in terms of like. can you imagine we make it to 6.0 we finally enter snezhnaya yet somehow. the long-awaited homeland of the guy whos. Canonically in lore Easily the most famous fishing aficionado in the current day and age within his home country. a fishing celebrity even. mr. childe ajax tartaglia . released all the way back in 1.1 finally stepping foot into his peak home turf as a True famous fisherman capable of singlehandedly popularizing entire fancy gadgets just bc he happened to like them and the entire fucking population went wild for them just for that. who brings up pro fishing tips every chance he gets every time it stops raining. except turns out 6.0 in the flesh theres jack shit out there in the entire country not a single fishing spot or fishing weapon or fishing association to its name within the actual game like 😭😭 it would be so cruel

[satellites-halo]

Happy new year, from me, all of me. 🫶

[c0ntaminxted]

i get being a host but why am i duct taped to front

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

Idk if I’ve just missed something or its specifically not been explained yet, but what is the purpose of the Fatui as an organisation in JG? They seem to be Not Great People, but I’m a bit lost on what their goals are?

Also are we likely to see any of the other Harbingers? I adored the Harbinger family dynamics in CN and I want more lmao

i don't think i ever explained it in the fic, that's true, but that's mostly because they matter very little lmao

basically they're like- snezhnaya's special military force, ala babysitting in the apocalypse. like a branch of the state military but for special, high-risk operations only, so they're highly respected and feared

they're indeed kinda Not Great but in the sense that snezhnaya is kinda corrupt and so they're just- in it for the money and the power basically LMAO but they're not outright malicious or antagonistic, and that's more an issue among the higher ranks than it is every single agent being an apathetic corrupt person

they don't have a Goal in the same way the Fatui in-game do. like i said, in it for the money and power. their 'goal' is basically just keep getting stronger and richer to keep protecting snezhnaya from any bad actors. since the world is largely at peace, that's like- internal bad actors and stuff. the whole- fatui training with the suspicious paramilitaries of remota that might or might not be affiliated with the terrorists is more the tsaritsa not caring that they (the paramilitaries) might have terrorist allies, than it is actively wanting to be terrorists. if that makes any sense

we're not likely to see any other harbingers i'm afraid. at least not most of them. we might see pulcinella and capitano and the tsaritsa? and pierro. but that's about it. and they're gonna appear like super super late on if they do at all. think the tsaritsa in itysg

[aki-hanah]

Thinking of rewriting "Surviving in the Abyss as a Wind Spirit"

Character expression sheet of the main oc in this fic

There might be a time skip some time in the story.

[clover-paatch]

system introductions !!

here are the brief introductions to a few of the people who run this blog! this post may be updated from time to time with new information. reminder that introjects =/= their source and any asks/comments acting as such will be ignored

Pandora ⸝⸝ he it ⸝⸝ 🦠

One of the main artists of this account, also one of the main subjects of our art. He's probably not interested really in answering any asks unless they're directed at him. Nicer than he lets on! he's just bad at talking to people ☆、dora

Ajax/Technoblade ⸝⸝ he blood blade ⸝⸝ 🐷

Other main artist of the account. Draws Pandora and himself a lot, but likes to do studies and pose redraws (usually from Pinterest). Prefers traditional art and touching grass. ♛、ajax

Millie ⸝⸝ any prns ⸝⸝ 🏜

Coolest guy here. Brains behind the brawn and the one who answers asks most of the time! I don't really draw but I AM a fashion maven on roblox DTI. not to brag or anything. 🏜

12/8/24 - 🏜

[oil-bh]

Figured it was about time to do a lineup of these guys! They’re the Pyres, with Emmanuel as their host :-) they’re a DID system ! Feel free to ask about my critters ^_^ who knows they might even doodle themselves responding… emmanuel the unreliable narrator, vance the mortal man, gold craft, and ajax sinfonía (death’s mourn)