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[sevencolorsatlast]

Archons Reacting To Their Creator Singing Pt. 2

Part 1 [Venti, Zhongli, Ei and Nahida] || Part 2 [Furina] (You're Here!)

Author's Note: 4.2 Update Spoilers! You've been warned! Song used: "Curses" by The Crane Wives. No beta, we die like my heart while playing this quest.

Update: I changed the verse weeee. Also corrected a couple of mistakes.

Content Warning(s): None.

Other Notes: Default SAGAU / GN!Reader / Drabble / 800+ Words / Ao3 Link

[ Furina ]

"There's still cobwebs in the corners

And the backyard's full of bones

Won't you stay with me, my darling

When this house don't feel like home?"

You came down from the heavens weeks ago, knowing Fontaine is in danger but kept your head low and disguised yourself as a Fontainian to seek solutions to their prophecy. No one suspected you aside from the Vision wielders and a few Guardes who eventually left you alone since you seem to be harmless. You also manage to avoid any unpleasant encounters with your followers while roaming around the city.

Visiting Focalors in the opera house when no one was around was... rather an eventful one; she hopes you do not intervene with her plans to save her beloved people. You tried to reason with her: you are her god — you can forgive her and her people but she says it is her duty as Hydro Archon as prophecies cannot be changed. To pursue "justice", so to speak, is via the death of her and her throne.

You no longer attempt to pursue the topic which Focalors tacitly appreciates. Instead, you promised to look after her "human" self... Furina.

She smiles ever so graciously, knowing that such a divine being like you would keep Furina safe and sound - even after she meets her fate. You ask if you can hug Focalors, she happily accepts as this will be your first and last meeting her. You give most of your strength to hug her and you pull away, saying your tearful goodbye.

Everything went down according to her plan; watching scenes unfolding right before your eyes. Furina's trial was heart wrenching to watch, you want to jump and defend her... but this was all part of her "divine" self's plan. You shouldn't interfere, you reminded yourself, you clench your fists as the last puzzle of the prophecy reveals itself in front of you and the rest of the audience.

After the flooding in Fontaine died down and you let weeks pass by to let the country recover, you sought out Neuvillette. He is surprised to see you, easily seeing through your disguise. He bows before you and airs his concerns about Furina who had moved away from Palais Mermonia. You gently grab his hand and hold it in-between yours, telling him to stand up. You reassure that you'll be discreetly visiting Furina and the Hydro Sovereign gives you the address on where she currently lives.

During sunset, you found Furina cooped up in her new home. You knock and it took her a while before peeking through the small gap of the door. To put it lightly, her place is in disarray even when the gap of her door is small — her things are littered on the floor and she... doesn't look too good. She is far from well-presented and she looks like a ghost.

You can tell her eyes are red from crying and lack of sleep is evident on her unusually pale face. Her once kept hair's a mess and her clothes aren't well-presented like they usually do. Her hat is also nowhere to be found, it must've been included in the pile of mess scattered about her floorboards.

She weakly asks who you are and tells you that she doesn't accept visitors. You look around, making sure no one is around to see your transformation. Once you know the coast is clear, you transform into your normal self; soft glow emanating from your skin.

Once you are done dusting off your robes, Furina suddenly pulls you into her home and slams the door behind her - stuttering "Your Grace" under her breath and muttering how she's embarrassed that she's in a mess.

You turn around to speak and, instead, you are met with a tight hug from Furina. She buries her head into your shoulder and clutching onto your robes.

She doesn't understand why you hadn't come down from the heavens sooner... and you tell her Focalors wanted to do her part while you witnessed everything. She remained silent for a while before letting out a few sobs. You finally let your arms wrap around her; like a parent hugging their long-lost child.

To calm her down, you sing a song you know from the depths of your heart; the one that is ingrained to the forefronts of your mind even as a child. You alternate between singing and humming while gently running your hand up and down on Furina's back.

Her sobs subside as the last lyric of the song leaves your lips. She wipes her tears away with her hands and regains her composure. She pulls her head away from your shoulder, her eyes yet to look at your direction.

"My apologies for seeing me in such a state, Your Grace." She says, her voice slightly above a whisper, "And ...That's a wonderful song you've sung. I... appreciate it..."

She sniffles; it reminded you when you were a kid. You smile at the fond memory.

"The song was sung to calm me down by my caretakers." You say, "I suppose it still holds its charm."

She lets out a weak chuckle and meets your eyes, "I... Thank you, Your Grace."

"For what?" You inquired despite knowing the answer. She pulls you into another hug, you could've sworn you had seen her genuinely smiling for the first time.

"For being here with me." She says, a small spark of joy coming from her voice, "For seeing the 'real' me."

As she hums your song, you hold each other close until the sun finally sets from the horizon.

[aroacedavestrider]

bonjour girl is that a rodent in your pocket or does y,our penis know how to make ratatouille

[ljsarts]

Happy D20 exchange yall!! , this gift is for @lottiesnotebook I could not skip up the chance to draw these toxic girlies having a tragic reunion, hope you like it and have a happy holidays!!

... also some bonus little sketchies of the fae birdies (squak and chirp) with Little peep for that interesting fairy human world family dynamic .

[knifearo]

“do you like girls or boys?” i don’t actually! thank you for asking :D

[flickering-nightfall]

Some iterator and slugcat interactions of... varying happiness...

[pocket-goat]

playing around with how i draw iterators

[silvermizuki]

Take this before I keep trying to edit it more akgl;reagh

[silkysong]

theres only 2 size of slugcats and thats bebe and LARGE

[pocketgalaxies]

C1E60 || C3E88

[exo-dus404]

Finally posting this AU here;

It’s 1 year anniversary of this AU!!

CW: This au contains general dark themes, brainwashing, non-consensual body modification, violence, machine gore, etc. please read at your own risk!

This is my rw au(Project Triple Affirmation), it takes place in a setting where the Ancients are still alive. One day, Looks to the Moon announces that she has found the Triple Affirmative—the answer to the Great Problem: to eliminate death by uploading all consciousnesses to a virtual reality, for without death, there is no rebirth, thereby breaking the cycle. She sees herself as the savior of everything, granting an ethereal eternity.

To put it into simpler words: Moon with her local group killing everything and uploading their victim’s consciousness to FP’s processor(a virtual reality).

While Moon claims that her plan “Solves” the Great Problem, her real agenda is far more radical: she wants to play god. To create a new world in her vision.

There’s still a lot more lore in this au, I’ll slowly get to them in my later posts.

[sevencolorsatlast]

Stronk Creator Who Gives the Biggest Hugs (and Carry) Their Fave(s)

Note: I'm back! ...Sort of.

Just imagine a Creator so excited when they found out they are in Teyvat and greeted by their followers left and right. A few of their followers noticed that they excuse themselves from almost any interactions and say that they are looking for someone.

The moment they see their favorite(s), they will come charging right at them and gives them the biggest hug they receive their entire life before they can even process it.

Their favored acolyte(s) will just have the most "???!??!" expression on their face and they realized it is their Creator after they put them down as gently as possible with a grin that it's almost blinding... in a good way.

If a Creator favors only one acolyte, the other followers would be jealous as the Creator carries and parading them on their shoulder. Some wouldn't even try to hide their jealousy as they throw daggers whoever accompanies their beloved Creator. Meanwhile, some just doesn't want to be touched or even paraded like that but still watches them like a hawk.

BUT if a Creator favors multiple acolytes, they can expect a hug coming from anywhere but their front and being lifted into the air in any given time just at least once or twice in a week. Some of those hugs are easy to dodge (especially acolytes who have sharp senses) because they knew once they are within their Creator's bone-crushing hug, there's no escape.

Creator can also carry about four people (yes, like the party setup) effortlessly regardless of their height and weight.

[bombabo0]

Two types of rain world artists

[cocorara]

i've been playing mysme again aaaaaaa T_T

[stiffyck]

Oh, I’m crying now, authentic tears

They flow out of me when I think about you

‘Cause you’re the only person in the world who’d understand

‘Cause you’re the only person in the world who’d understand the meaning of this

Oh my god

I try, and I try, and I try to make you listen to me

I’ve finally admitted to myself that I’m never gonna finish this so I quickly tried to at make it at least sorta presentable-

This is what happens when you listen to touch tone telephone on repeat

[say-hi-intrepid-heroes]

alignment chart with chaotic entitled

you asked, i delivered: welcome to the new dimension 20 alignment system