#we dont know the details on how the harbingers got him. we dont know how he manifested his delusion in a proper fight

[masqueradeoftheguilty]

i am holding diluc so gently. i am so sorry people take the worst possible interpretation of your vague lore to try and say you're not a powerful character

[fleet-admiral-hiba]

Hanloo,

Sorry if i disturb you with this ^^'

But if you still take requests for the "Our Little Fox", may I request a story with a scenario?

I've read the "Dont judge a book by its cover" aka our little fox with Pierro went to monstadt and they got carried away.

Then a knight came to help, and when we find Pierro the knight holds us back because the knight didn't think that Pierro would be our guardian.

I thought of a scenario with our little fox with one of the Fatui Harbingers out in Monstadt, and little fox, asked permission to explore a bit and they say yes. While we explore we meet one of the beloved characters, like amber, kaeya, just anyone in general. And have a talk with them. And when the chosen fatui harbinger calls us, because we have to leave, the others just like, disbelief. The fatui harbingers has a child??

Maybe we can add collei for like a little drama because you know, her past.

And from there on you can decide how it ends.

Again sorry if i disturbed you. And sorry this was quite long.

If you can't write this it's okay, have a great day/night/afternoon/evening wherever you are, stay safe healthy and happy :)

LITTLE EXPLORER

Spending time with uncle Pierro in Mondstadt was beautiful, and you got the chance to explore the city more. He trusted you not to endanger yourself and if needed, he was nearby with some agents, should you be requiring their assistance.

Wandering the street of the land of the free, you were marvelling at the vibrant shade of colours, so different from the white landscape of Snezhnaya.

The people were friendly enough, and you tried various dishes that left you completely enamoured. It was at this time you met a young brunette, who was running towards the stairs.

She seemed in a hurry, and she bumped into you. "I'm so sorry, are you okay?" you nodded, dusting off your coat, while sitting up. She had never seen you before around, so she was curious as to what you ere doing there.

"Who you might be?" you presented yourself, omitting certain details of course, you knew better than to trust anyone at first glance. "Well, nice to meet you, y/n, I'm Amber" she said while shaking your hand.

You chatted for a long time, all the while making your way to the Knight's of Favonius headquarters. You were sure your uncle would be somewhere around this building, having a meeting or something, but no matter what, you took the opportunity to visit the building.

It was so beautiful inside, you were left stunned: it was not as big as the palace, but it had a homey feeling. It kind of reminded you of gramps' office.

She had to give some reports to Jean, so you followed her. What you didn't expect was to find your uncle there. "Amber, what it is?" said Jean, "Forgive her for…" but Pierro stopped her mid-speech, "It's no problem" he said, while looking amusedly at you.

"Hello uncle P" you said, while going towards him, "had fun out there?" he asked, enjoying the shocked faces of the two. "Y/n, do you know this man?" asked Amber, making sure he wasn't a danger to you, "Yes, he's my uncle" you confirmed, while hugging him tighter.

"It seems we're both occupied at the moment, acting Grand Master. We had an interesting discussion. Perhaps it's best we continue this discussion at a later date?" he suggested, while standing up with you in his arms.

While you two left, you noticed a girl with green hairs making her way inside the room. You heard her name being called, but t did sound familiar.

Perhaps tonight you should call Uncle Dottore. Maybe he knows more about it.

[zushimart]

quest spoilers below

quite literally why the hell did they do that. like why did they do that. it felt so unnecessary. like, erasing his existence from the world. i dont know whether it actually altered the timeline, and he genuinely did not do those things, or if everyones memory of the events including his own were removed and replaced with a different story. but either way, it felt like such… a copout to close his story. the most unsatisfying way to tie loose ends.

him learning about what actually happened to niwa… that WAS ENOUGH!!! like it was enough emotional manipulation from dottore to understand why scaramouche went back and killed everyone. ??? like , it felt so unnecessary to do all that.

BUT LIKE ??? oh my god. i know that it shows how scaramouche was fine with quite literally killing himself to correct his mistakes, and i understand that the quest is ultimately exploring how even if he tried to change the timeline, the events in tatarasuna could not be undone or avoided. but also… it just felt like such a freaking random, convoluted way to express that. i think it also… doesnt work to do that? because if anything, it’s like. “oh, it was going to happen anyway. even without my hand in it, it was going to happen. “ and almost CAN absolve guilt because it didnt matter what scara did or didnt do in that moment. like the evil thing he did… just didnt matter. which is awful, imo, bc the point of a mistake is that if you had not made it, things would have been different. like wtf??? like??? WHATTT ..

like, he couldve just as easily got amnesia or something after the fall. we couldve relived his experiences through him slowly remembering his past. and we couldve extended kindness to him after learning about his past. like idk the whole erase myself from existence thing had me stressed. it reminded me of that horror game soma… where people copied their consciousnesses into computers and things and it was pretty clear that where that consciousness began was a completely new person, even if it was an extension of a past person.

i was like … did we just watch scaramouche *die*. I WAS LIKE DID MY BOYFRIEND JUST DIE IN FRONT OF ME????

i would also love to know how the hell nahida was able to restore his memories. did she ever say?? i know she kept the story of scarameow, but how did she get the minute details of his life. his memories. how did she have them if everything about him was erased by irminsul. why is it even possible for some things to survive irminsul erasure. its so weird to me, like oh this was an exception. cheat code. etc. i don’t get it WREAAARGHHHARGAHRH.

this would have been such a good story of scara learning that he has worth simply by existing nd that he doesnt have to be useful to anyone and that although he may be useful to the fatui and the fatui may be useful to him , that isnt enough to substantiate a real relationship… and a real relationship is what he wants. not the worship of being a god , not the power of a harbinger, bht just to have actual meaningful connections. he did these things because he wanted to b respected, to be valued. he tried to do it through being kind , and then he tried to do it through fear. i just want him to learn to do things not because he feels indebted to you or because he needs to make up for past mistakes. not because of a ledger of give and take in a relationship.. i want him to know that he HAS VALUE SIMPLY BY EXISTING. tbey just BRUSHED PAST THATT. they just TACKED IT ON AT THE END. its literally just nahida being like “ohhh… have you tried simply Not doing that? not thinking that way???”im so f ukign . ….. shit was like cbt. The therapy AND the cock ajd ball torture.

:( childe doesnt even remember him. a kazuha & scara meeting would mean NOTHING bc kazuha doesnt even know who he is. Im sick. what tf was the point of it all. What was the point of anything. not only does he have to shoulder every mistake he made, but he has to do it alone because no one remembers. no one can offer him forgiveness, no one will recognize the change in his character and tell him that theyre proud of him for coming so far… because no one remembers. that is so evil. Im tired yall . What was the point.

[tflaw]

just saw ur post abt rockstar!thoma belting shes gone by steelheart and when i tell you I CAME RUNNING i surely did 😭 and help why does it lowkey sound like him omg ... but no way he would be singing that since he is PERFECT no one would ever leave him !! /j

+ dottore rlly put the impact in genshin pls whenever i see notes talking abt him when im exploring im just not surprised at the shit he did anymore 💀 i rlly look forward to more details abt him though !! he's is very interesting to me i wanna know what goes on inside his mind asnsja i just wanna sit down and listen to him talk abt his messed up ideas (he should be strapped down in a straight jacket though)

+ yw!! and yeah i told uuu <33 congrats on getting them both omg keqing is very op !! diluc too ugh i love him fr. and dw i got my ass kicked by xingqiu on tcg just earlier he is a PUNK ASS BITCH i swear he didnt even give me time to breathe 😭 im nowhere near good at tcg pls i got rlly humbled at inazuma :')) i thought i was doing fine til i saw someone's diluc card doing 45 like huhhhhh most i did is 13 ??!?! how is that even possible ??!? and omg i heard cyno is one of the best tcg players rn i cant wait to be obliterated 😍 but it's him so i dont mind LMAO

+ i wish that were me :')) ngl idk what artifact to farm anymore i just do viridescent now since i clear it the fastest .. i just need something to enhance thoma and nahida's artifacts that's why im still stuck in artifact domains 😭 i hope you'll get yoi soon !! she's been a blessing in disguise to me mddnk idk what i'll do without her especially when i encounter specters, ruin hunters, and the birds from the oceanid 💔 and hihi dw i have like 90 scarashrooms saved when i was still exploring !! but ngl i could reach ar 60 and still be not done with building my supports HELP spare fragile resins please 😞🤲

+ lastly, good luck on ur finals !! ik ive said this many times already since we last co-oped BUT STILL HAHAH manifesting high grades for u ava <33 u deserve the best

i just KNOW thoma has the vocal cords for it !! ngl it’s hella attractive imagining him singing, too ><

+ LMFAO i’m honestly not done being surprised w his character yet i swear he had a lot going on !! man’s schedule is packed for centuries now 😭 what’s with him nation-hopping and scheming every time !! and how i rmb the time he was in mondstadt, too !! or at least one of his segments. maybe thats why he made them bcos i KNOW he couldn’t just finish his schedules on time 😭 but yes i agree. he’s the most interesting character atm in genshin for me. there’s just a lot to unpack??? w his interest ??? the way he’s so curious of the world yet indifferent w repercussions of seeking the answers!! i’m intrigued how he got to be the 2nd harbinger, though!!

+ AHHH keqing just adds and adds these support cards while we were dueling and im like WHAT IS GOING ON GIRL i began sweating when diluc’s card died PLS i’m not yet done dueling in mond <//3 every time i tell myself i’m gonna do it i just click out of the game after doing comms <//3 yeah that’s what

+ rn i’m farming kuni’s artifact <//3 i got crit dmg circlet yesterday but it rolled 2x in def so i didn’t bother lvling it up any higher <//3 PLS i want yoi so bad !! i just… ugh her character design is amazing !! she’s so useful in the abyss for boss enemies <//3 AGAJAJ youre not alone though i am ar57 and im not done w my supports yet </3 thats why as much as i love the upcoming characters i don’t think i’ll ever pull if it’s not dehya or hu tao <//3 i’ve got way too many dps rn 😭

+ THANK YOU! so far it’s better than the last time. i think i’ve just accepted the fact that i am in no way acing the finals but i just want academic rest so i don’t rly care anymore !! thank you, though!! that means a lot ai <33

[omiscurls]

Diluc, zhongli and childe reaction to their s/o breaking up with them after something they said, maybe after a week or so after they argument they think the s/o forgave them but they break up instead? I WANT THE ANGST

consequences

plot: reader decides to break up with the character after not speaking to them

contains: diluc, zhongli, tartaglia (idk how am i going to do this to my special boy but ill try my best)

warnings: angst, breakups, implied past toxic behavior

a/n: OH MY GOD THIS WAS SO HARD- I DONT HAVE THE HEART TO BREAKUP WITH PEOPLE

diluc

hopeless thoughts ran through your head as you fought with yourself about wether to enter angel’s share or not, hand halfway through to the doorknob. your mind hadn’t been made up just yet, you were still in between two very different scenarios - the urge to forgive him for his hurtful words growing stronger each day, as anger and other emotions subdued to loneliness and the feeling of a part of you missing, ever since the two of you stopped talking.

your mind flashed back to the exact moment when you looked into diluc’s eyes, always so soft and calm for you, forming a way of anger he never expressed towards you before. to the feeling you got right then and there that this man is not the same one you’ve met and fell in love with.

the process of coming to terms with that conclusion was as painful as the first strike of his angry glare, and even though he seemed to have realized the weight of his words right after saying them out loud, no matter how hard you tried, you could not erase them from your memory.

one strike of that pain, one memory of that night was enough to make you go through with your plan, door to the bar opening with a little screech.

it was like just another late afternoon, with charles tending the bar, knights and townsfolk filling the hot room, and the smell of alcohol traveling through the air.

“hi” you said to the bartender “is master diluc around?”

charles, busy with his work, quickly replied that he’s out back, opening a barrel. you nodded and went where his directions guided, pushing open yet another door to see the back of the man you loved, looking just as always from this angle, working over said chore. he didn’t even seem to mind the fact that someone walked in on him working.

“diluc” you said with a sigh, and he almost immediately turned around, tools falling from his hands and onto the ground.

“darling, hi” he replied quietly, walking over to you but stopping half way, eyes set to analyze your expression, figure out what was going on in your mind. “i’m glad you’re here safely, i haven’t heard from you in over a week” he added cautiously, as if weighing every word before deciding to say it out loud.

“well” you sighed again, once again going over wether you should actually break things off right then, mind taking pity on his troubled expression, tired eyes, on the obvious eyebags that were much more apparent than before, a sign that he didn’t catch too much sleep. “i had to come to terms with what i’m about to say”

he wanted to tell you he was sorry, he really did, but words didn’t seem to come out of his throat. obviously he was sorry, it was a bad day and he meant none of what he said, but you knew that, right? you knew he always cared for you and loved you… right?

he wasn’t the best with words, hence, the idea of apologizing with a gesture after you were done teaching him his lesson came to mind. a brilliant idea, one could never go wrong with a thoughtful deed for their significant other, just give him one more chance.

“and my conclusion is, we need to take a step back and… reevaluate things in our lives. i’m not saying this is the ultimate end, but what you’ve said, and how you’ve said it made me realize…”

you were making a good point. you were talking about your feelings. he should listen, but the only thing he heard was the blood pumping through his veins, and the two single words

the end

so there won’t be another chance? he won’t be able to prove himself? what do you mean, the end? the best thing that ever happened to him in his sad life was coming to an end because of him? but he was so careful, he treated you like his treasure, because that’s how he truly felt, like his lifeline, something he could never lose…

and all it took was one sentence too much, one glare too intense. for the first time in what, six, maybe seven years, his eyes began to water, as he blinked the tears back at a rapid pace.

“… and that was a shitty thing to do. i hope you know that. i don’t know if i had anything else i wanted to say, perhaps i did, but… that’s all. see you around, i guess” you mumbled, loosing confidence in what you were saying, taking one last glance at his lost eyes before turning around.

turning around from him, from the love of your life, was perhaps the hardest thing you ever had to do, and yet you did do it.

before you could reach the door again, though, a cold hand caught your forearm. your eyes met his, with just a glimmer of hope that he would magically say all the right words and somehow make you stay, you didn’t want to leave, yet knew you had to. if you wanted to preserve the respect you had for yourself, you had to leave.

why were you giving him time to say something?

his helpless gaze seemed to speak with a thousand words, begging, pleading you to not leave through that door, but as much as his lips did part, not a single word left.

he couldn’t say anything to hold you back, and you ripped away from his grip, turned, and walked away.

and just like that,

he was all alone, again.

he was gonna need a drink.

zhongli

tears flooded your vision, blurring every details of zhongli’s face, causing you to only see a pale color palette, instead of your favorite person, ever. maybe it was for the best, maybe it would make it easier, you thought, but that was a foolish thing to hope for.

even through the salty tears, you could make out his eyes, it’s glow never failing to guide you, and comfort you, now seeming to burn their way through you, through your body and soul.

“you’re stuck in another love, zhongli, we both know that!” you exhaled a bit louder than you intended to, the outcome sounding more like an accusation than a fact. “how can you ever say you love me, when it’s so obvious, and so apparent, that every time you look at me, you see someone else? you HOPE for someone else?”

you could only wish the words you spoke didn’t come out as a complete mess, because of those tears you were constantly choking on. desperation seeped through your voice, as the feeling of helplessness rose every time you looked at your lover and at the anguish, and confusion he presented.

how could he make this so hard? it’s not like you’ve presented some statement he didn’t know already, right?

you hoped your eyes would say all the things you didn’t trust your voice to. you hoped he’d somehow hear how all you ever wanted was to be enough, was to meet his standard, how it tore you open that every time he said <i love you> his eyes wandered everywhere but onto yours, how all his touches seemed absent, how all his compliments were truly about some other face, some other smile, some other kind soul.

the worst part was, how could you blame him? how can anyone, ever, blame someone for being in love, of all things? love was something beautiful, and once you’ve experienced it, you’re drowned in it forever, and don’t even want to see the surface again.

love is beautiful. when you’re the one who’s receiving it. love was beautiful, to you, too, when you loved how his wisdom flew through his words, how his kindness hugged your spirit, how his aura brought you comfort. you loved his eyes, you loved his cheeks, his lips, every single detail of his skin.

the love you felt made you complete, made you warm, until you finally realize the thing you should’ve seen much sooner.

that you were merely a mirror for him to look at someone else, someone long gone.

suddenly all the warmth you felt was directed back at you, burning you inside, making you wish you never felt it in the first place.

“aren’t you gonna say something?” you whispered.

his long fingers found their way to your hand, but you snatched it away.

if you fell onto his charms now, you wouldn’t be able to get out once more.

his breath hitched as he gathered himself to speak

“i want nothing more than to love you” he said, although quietly, it rang through your ears like the loudest of screams.

you scoffed.

“we both would’ve wanted that, then”

“and i’m sure i can, if you just—“

now, laughter was all that you were capable of letting out.

“zhongli, you can’t train yourself to love someone. and even if you could, then how do you think that would make me feel? like i’m so unlovable you had to force yourself through it to grow accustomed to a feeling similar to love?”

“that’s not what i—“

“that’s what it means! let it go, please, please just… let me go” you sighed, standing up from the bench over at liyue harbor that you were sitting on. the sun has begun to set on the other side of the sea, and you couldn’t help but notice, it would’ve been the perfect date.

“i do sincerely hope you’ll find someone who’ll love you just the same” he finally stated, as he gave up on trying to make you stay.

“why?” you chuckled “so i could make them suffer the same way you made me?”

tartaglia

(archons give me strength)

you found nothing but guilt, looking into the endless ocean trapped in his eyes. for the first time in forever, they glistened, but not with a spark of joy, like you always hoped they would, they shone a sickly shine, caused by a thin layer of tears, that didn’t dear to spill over his porcelain cheeks, almost as if afraid of making contact with the ruthless face of the number eleven of the fatui harbingers.

he could’ve easily been crying if only he let himself go. he would’ve been in tears, sniffing and coughing, but he just… wasn’t. he held those tears in the gates of his eyes, as if his life depended on it.

the guilt you found inside them, wasn’t his, but yours. you felt guilty, watching this composed, confident man fall into pieces right before you, crumbling before your sight. why were you doing this? you seemed to forget all those terrible things you’ve heard just from the way his irises begged for forgiveness and brows furrowed in inexplicable sadness.

but you couldn’t, no, this time you couldn’t.

“my word” you swore on dear life you’d burst into tears if your voice shook right now “my word is final. we’re over. and that’s… that’s it. you need to understand that there won’t be another chance.”

the moment his lips parted, you knew you were lost.

“i have told you so many times already, but i will say this as much as i need to, it will never happen again! i swear, on everything i love and everything that i am, i swear on life itself, i won’t ever let that happen again! you know i won’t! come on, i promise you, if there’s anything you can say about me is i do keep my promises, don’t i? darling, please…”

“promise yourself to heal and become better, first” you stated coldly, watching faith disappearing slowly from his fixed look.

“im sorry, you know i am, im sorry, im sorry, im so fucking sorry!” a scream left his throat as desperation took over both reason and self-respect.

“sorry isn’t gonna cut it”

“then what will? i’ll do anything, anything in the world, anything to prove myself to you. i get that you can’t love me, i understand that, but please, let me win your trust again.”

he said unnaturally calmly, compared to what he did before, and you got concerned immediately.

i understand that you can’t love me, his words rang through your head. oh god, what were you doing? guilt stroke again, right at where you felt your heart to be.

right when you wanted to turn around and leave, he must’ve sensed that, and pulled you into a tight embrace. not suffocating, as they often describe it, not toxic and desperate, but… as loving as every other hug you’ve ever received from him. as calming and grounding, even though you could feel his heart racing. he didn’t refuse for you to leave, he didn’t trap you.

you understood after a while,

he was saying goodbye. all the love trapped inside his heart seeped out onto you, all his feelings surrounding and engulfing you.

“let me promise you this” he whispered, voice shaking painfully “the next time i’ll see you, i’ll be a better man. someone you will be able to be proud of, someone worthy of both your trust, and love. i won’t stop until i’ll be enough for you to look at me without the disgust and fear you have now. i promise. i’ll be better.”

“until then, then.” was the only thing you were capable of saying before leaving.

as soon as the door shut behind you, you rested against a wall and covered your mouth with a hand, unable to hold your tears any longer.

you heard a cry through the door. so he does have some feelings left, after all

your daily reminder that requests are open [here]

[crimsonophelia]

hi! could i request for an imagine involving childe and a gn reader? the reader is childe’s longtime childhood friend who’s more or less been in love with him since they were young—and they document the extent of their feelings in a diary (complete with embarrassingly detailed paragraphs planning out theirs and childe’s wedding, gushing over every little thing about him, incidents where they felt petty and jealous over childe showing interest in someone else, etc etc.) that they accidentally end up mailing to childe in liyue thinking it was the book they bought him as a gift.

when they realize the mix-up, they try to make a run for the post office to stop it from being sent to him, but it’s no use—it’s already been shipped out and sent off. how childe ends up responding, doing, or reacting is completely up to you! (i apologize if this request was a little long aha; i hope you have a wonderful day!)

featuring: childe x gn!reader

warnings: none

published: april 22 2021

form: imagine

a/n: thank you for requesting!! this is so cute~~ i love wholesome, bashful childe www

you couldn’t believe it. oh my god, you were such a huge, fucking idiot. how could you have gotten the letters mixed up with the bank documents??? the whole point of keeping your ridiculously embarrassing letters to tartaglia separate from the rest of your documents was just so something like THIS could never happen! 

the eleventh fatui harbinger had requested a few copies of official documents from northland bank to help zhongli with some funeral parlor legal paperwork, and you happily obliged, jumping at the opportunity to be of help to the boy you’ve admired for so long.

but for some reason, you were feeling particularly airheaded today. the night before, you had written yet another “letter” to tartaglia in your diary, much like the countless other sheets of paper clipped together, filled with endless words of yearning that will never be read by their intended recipient. you wrote:

“my dearest ajax,

i hope life as a harbinger is going well. i quite miss when we were back in snezhnaya as children, but i suppose i should thank celestia that fate brought us back together in liyue. i still cant help but to miss you each and every day, though. it feels like its been so long since we last got together and talked. i remember last time we had an actual conversation was at wangshu inn— was it three, no, four months ago? i cant quite recall. you looked so lovely, as usual. your smile never fails to make me laugh, especially with that one crooked tooth. i still love to bully you about that, you know. hopefully we can meet again soon, sincerely. im tired of being just friends, tartaglia. not when you look at me like that, and not when you always love to put your arm around my shoulder and pull me in to you every time we meet. i dont know how you feel about me—sometimes it appears as if you might feel the same, though i can never be sure. but i digress. life is rather lonely without you, and yet i manage to get by, somehow.

always yours,

[y/n]”

you tucked the letter amidst the stack of all the others, confident that they would never see the light of day. but somehow, somehow, your foolish, sleep-deprived brain mixed the letters in between the documents from the bank, and now tartaglia would know everything. all your foolish musings over the years, fawning over his rogueish charm like a child, yearning for your friend with such humiliating naïveté. this cannot happen. you have to get to him before the mail can, somehow. he was currently staying at an inn nearby the funeral parlor—there’s gotta be a way to be quicker than the mail deliverer.

you hurried out of your office and hailed the first rickshaw you see lined up on the street, and ordered him to drive you to the inn, as soon as humanly possible.

upon arrival, you leapt out of the seat, tossing an indiscriminately large fare at the driver before stumbling onto the sidewalk, almost dropping your things. slamming open the door to the inn, you reach the front counter. asking breathlessly, “which room is mr. tartaglia staying in?”, you hurry to the room the doorman indicates to be the fatui’s residence.

but before you get the chance to even look for the room, you turn the corner and slam into a taller body. to your dismay, you look up and see the face of a shocked tartaglia looking down at you, a stack of papers tucked under his arm. shit.

shit shit shit. this cannot be happening right now. maybe he hasn’t read the letters yet? slim chance, though—he’s always been nosy.

“[y/n]...” Childe looked at you with a pained glint in his eyes. he reached out for your arm with his free hand.

ah. so he knew.

you tried to jerk away, feeling your cheeks heat up with embarassment and the pressure that always comes before tears. things are never going to be the same again. all because of my stupidity.

you felt yourself colliding with the wall of tartaglia’s chest again, as he abruptly dropped all he was holding. a pair of arms wrapped themselves assuredly around your waist, so familiar, yet so foreign. not able to hold yourself together for any longer, you let yourself go, crying into tartaglia’s chest, your voice racked with harsh, humiliating, childish sobs.

“why did you hide it from me for so long?” you felt tartaglia whisper into your hair, his breath grazing your scalp. his warmth was so delicious, something youve been craving for so long finally being satiated.

looking up, his usual charming smirk was much more sad, almost guilt-ridden. “i care about you so much [y/n]. you know you can tell me anything, right?”

gasping for air, you felt so ashamed for making such a scene in front of him. “i was so scared, ajax. scared that i would drag you down, or scared you would leave me behind.” you couldn’t bear to meet the pained gaze of the boy yoy so hopelessly fell in love with.

his rough hand smoothed over your hair, comforting you like he used to, back when you two were children in snezhnaya. drawing you effortlessly closer towards him, until you felt his lips plant a chaste kiss upon your forehead.

“you know i love you, [y/n], don’t you? i always have and i always will.”

you clung on to him tighter, fearing what the world might return to if you ever let go. you couldn’t let him slip through your fingers, not again.

“i don’t want you to suffer because of me anymore, my dear.”

a/n: to clarify YES THIS IS A HAPPY ENDING READER AND CHILDE GET TOGETHER i just didnt wanna go any further and do a complete 180 on the tone lolol i hope this is okay!!

[hematomes]

it’s ok im baby-faced ive accepted ill always be on the cute side of the spectrum

IT DOES NOT TASTE WEIRD MILK TASTES WEIRD

makes grabby hands at hyv bc my weapon selection is. ahem. sub par

natsu + grey + erza . erza. ERZA. also maybe this was just me but i didn’t like lucy that much?? maybe that was just me in middle school hating rlly peppy people tho? VALID KEEP THE NOSTALGIC FEELING <3 and. WAIT LEVY AND GAJEEL WERE YOUR INTRO TO AO3?? THATS SO CUTE

you, seeing itadori: oh no here it comes

but ur right he is u. like i saw ur rb and then thought abt like, the way u talk and i was like. oh my god. OH MY GOD.

sobs at least it’s a compliment,, i was like nAAAH i won’t kin him pls . i should’ve known better. it got progressively worse with each episode like , every time he opened his mouth i fell deeper into the spiral 👍 NO RLLY LIKE MAKI?? I ADORE HER. but ur right ugh like the first time i saw mei i was like. ahem. excuse me miss. AND UTAHIME LISYEN DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED

i haven’t read the manga yet so idk if this is an informed opinion but . we all know i’m (platonically) obsessed with mentor figures. i might have a slight preference for nanami? haven’t don’t much thinking abt gojo yet tbh bc i was. focused on the sorcery system. like a nerd. bc i like magic systems and i wanna understand how it works in detail ajddjj ANYWYAS the point is i don’t rlly have a gojo take yet, i just think he’s neat and also that if i had to deal with him i’d probably bite him in a fit of irritation (derogatory)

MILK TASTES FINE U JUST HAVE A WEAK STOMACH /J

zbdjzj dw im experiencing the lack of weapon agony on my us acc bc im refraining from spending primogems so. im realizing 3* weapons are actually really good tho. i knew abt the tassel for shield zhongli and the harbinger of dawn for any dps but DAMN

HARA I HATE LUCY TOO. she's rly here for full fanservice & to enhance how strong natsu and grey are. always in distress, her best weapon is crying and calling for natsu like come on. it pisses me off bc her powers are so cool like girl please pull yourself together. plus i cannot stand the natsu/lucy ship bc of her, she's so BLAND . at least lisanna is pretty

ZBDJZ YEA..... i can't believe im yuuji itadori . tho i wouldn't mind having sukuna inside m-*gunshots*

MAKI..!!!! ALSO. ALSO. MIWA <333 miwa and mechamaru..... i love them. so much. genuinely cried over them. several times. also nobara fighting momo for maki and momo fighting nobara for mai like... let's go lesbians...!!

NO CUZ. STRONG WOMEN WITH SCARS. NGHHH<333 NGHHZJDKZ BAEKBARKBARKWOFO absolutely hate that we don't see her more

also also also. him.

he's my little meow meow. my skrunkly. sooo insane. i want to eat him

YEAH I SEE FOR GOJO THAT'S VALID.... tbh i don't like him solely bc he's so overrated in the fandom like zbdjz okay he has pretty eyes and he's overpowered but that's it. nanami is so superior. and choso. and sukuna. hell id rather fuck ichiji (ok maybe not. love him tho <3)

[garrusvakarian2153]

Please rant about control

*Cracks Talons*

Ok on a personal note, any result that ends with Shepard not returning to me I won’t go for, even being Turian and having sacrifice for the greater good being instilled in me since bootcamp; and even before that from my father. Shepard has been through and done enough; and technically she is already a martyr.

Now this will all make a little more sense if you read “EDI-Re-activation” and “The Citadel” two of the accompanying stories to this blog which delve into a little more detail as to the why and how of the final events where the story leaves us. But assuming you haven’t read them, I’ll summarize.

The Intelligence: Created by the Leviathans eons ago to serve as a mediator and to solve the conflict between synthetics and Organics. Once it came to the conclusion conflict would always be inevitable, It tried to Synthesize them into one being. Synthesis cannot be forced, and so it instead created a reaper. Harbinger.

It used it’s failed attempt to then move to a plan B where it started a cycle of extinction to cull advanced populations so as to prevent Organics from creating Synthetics who would then destroy Organics.

Tried throughout the cycles to perfect Synthesis, but each time it had to be forced, and that only created more reapers and reaper troops.

I’ll get back to The Intelligence in a bit.

How The Crucible Works: The crucible is a large power source, through it and the power contained in each mass relay (Mass Relays were created by The Intelligence to streamline and expedite the Harvest process to further it’s research into achieving true Synthesis, as well as to develop organics along desired paths) The crucible can release a large amount of energy into the Galaxy in one of two designed forms. The relays act as power relays, like skipping stones amplifying the power of the Crucible.

Control: Control works through dissolving the thoughts of a strong and free willed individual, one under their own control, and transmitting their consciousness into every Reaper in the Galaxy, as well as every processor and hard drive in the galaxy. Like frag grenading an entire consciousness into every synthetic material capable of processing information.

That requires a lot of energy and is one of the ways the Crucible was designed to function.

Synthesis: The original plan of The Intelligence. Synthesis would bind Synthetic and Organic life into a new frame work by dissolving the right essence of the right candidate and dispersing their energy through the Crucible, frag grenading Synthetic and organic “DNA” into all life. Not a mix between organic and synthetic life, no microchips. Just one singular type of ‘being’.

Destroy: The only option where you affect the crucible by breaking it. Control and Synthesis both absorb energy and transmit it. Destroy is the only option where you break the whole thing and watch everything synthetic explode. Because the ‘data’ the Crucible was designed to release never gets added, and instead by breaking it, all of that energy gets released anyways. RAW energy which passes through organics freely because organics operate through chemical processes and not electrical.

But anything with a processor or a hard drive gets a fistful of RAW essentially buck shot of random data, and each Reaper or VI or AI that gets caught in the blast adds it’s collective intelligence to the blast, and data and personality gets spread everywhere like scrambling the entire Synthetic board.  Processors flash melt under high data loads, Hard drives get imprinted with scrambled raw DATA from the blast and circuits overload. Like a Synthetic Anurism on a galactic scale, Destroy uses the power of the crucible to shred anything synthetic.

It can be fixed, over time. But that requires a lot of work from Organics to sift through the data, and repair the damage. See my Story “EDI Re-Activation” to see how I got EDI back online after about a year after the war.

Dont Trust Control: The Crucible was created by Organics several cycles before ours. Designed to control the reapers, Organics saught to overpower the collective Intelligence of the reapers by releasing a massive amount of energy through the amalgamation of someones thoughts, essentially placing the ‘being’ of someone onto every reaper in the Galaxy, and through that, Controlling them. The Intelligence discovered it and tried to have it destroyed but over time it resurfaced with new improvements, each cycle desperately trying to suceed where the other one had failed. The Illusive man who, had been indoctrinated since the First Contact War, simply saw in the Crucible in the same way all the cycles before him had seen, a way to Control the Reapers. The Intelligence used this to split the Galactic alliance and force allied forces to fight Cerberus as well. But that’s another conversation for another time.

The issue with Control, is any Organic mind doesn’t have the capability to value individual life over extensive periods of time. In the same way The Intelligence and the Reapers see the cycle not as war, but as harvest show the disassociation between the value of individual life, and Galactic Life as a whole.

Given a ‘being’ were to assume control over the reapers, eventually after thousands of years, organic and synthetic war would break out, and in order to preserve both, the Cycle would again seem the only solution, and it would continue.

Solved nothing. Just delayed the time until the next cycle. The mind controlling the reapers would just eventually become a reaper. Even if it was Shepards.

Dont Trust Synthesis: Concept created by The Intelligence, the construct responsible for the cycle in the first place. Synthesis seeks to create one framework of life, thus eradicating any difference between Organic and Synthetic life, one would meld with the other and Vice Versa.

Thinking like a machine, it’s purpose to end Synthetic/Organic war would be complete by eliminating the two variables all together.

War would still break out because Organic life still creates chaos and inequality, and Synthetic life seeks perfection through the elimination of superfluous and obsolete hardware. I.E organic imperfections. Mixing the two just mixes the problems of the two, there’s no peace to be had by creating a new DNA framework; just new problems. 

Why Destroy Is The Only Good Solution: 

Opinion: I like it when Shepard comes back alive. I’m quite partial to not being alone in the Galaxy.

Also, We end the cycle, Shepard already proved peace between synthetics and organics was possible, all synthetic life could be rebuilt, Reapers explode, Intelligence gets a big Middle Finger to his entire plan and millions of years of planning, oh and did I mention reapers explode?

We end the cycle, we fix what was broken, and we keep our cycle alive. Though.. it’s not a cycle, it’s us. The species of the Milky Way Galaxy. Sure, it takes YEARS to rebuild, but were alive. Shepard is Alive.

and I don’t have to solo trips to the beach.

I could go on about how The Intelligence waited millions of years for someone like Shepard to make it as far as she did, and through all it’s planning lined it up for synthesis to work out, and Shepard just blew it up. But It’s better if you read “The Citadel”. Also I could go on how The Intelligence calling itself ‘The Catalyst’ is entirely megalomaniacal, but again, we don’t have all night.

So that should be enough ranting for now, oh look the gun just went out of alignment. I have ... well, you know.

I’ll be here if you need me.

G.

[scarletrebel]

more destiny oc stuff: avias past and yr 1 destiny timeline

totally inspired by @mrpinstripesuit‘s post last night, also featuring their guardians, also @nattiebug14 and @lostinthehaywoods oc’s carver and cornelia

(im making a lot of assumptions on how grier and avia met btw pin so if theres anything you disagree with or wanna change thats cool!!)

- petra and avia become part of the queens guard - uldren takes an interest in avia, potential for her to become a crow, which she really, really doesnt want - reef wars, petras sister dies, avia begins to question the awoken, why this happened 

- petra grieves, avia is alone for the longest time and becomes frustrated, wondering what they're even fighting for - petra is promoted to the corsairs and avia has mixed feelings. petra needs the direction but avia doesnt think a promotion will fix anything, also if avia was a corsair uldren would Leave Her Alone.  - tries to convince petra that everything is bullshit but petra just hears jealousy and treason - uldren pulls her up on it, and that's when she knows she needs to Leave - steals a harbinger at the first opportunity she gets - gets out of the reef and into our solar system before the other harbingers find her - it's a long ass fight, avia is able to evade them for the longest time until they shoot her engines out somewhere around the moon - she dies. the harbingers leave. a ghost is born, shakes its shell, and starts searching. - the remnants of her ship, with her nestled in the cockpit, break orbit of earth and crash land in the cosmodrome - she's revived with her memory in tact and her heart broken to pieces - she rejects her ghost and the light at first but her ghost is persistent and she gives in and follows him through the cosmodrome to find a ship - they make it to the tower and she's so fucking scared. the awoken do not speak highly of the guardians. - but her ghost leads her gently to cayde and he welcomes her jovially. doesn't much care for her past (only because he doesn't expect her to know it) - going through the D1 story is what gives her the direction she needed and begins to ground her, making her realise she can be a better person than she ever was at the reef - afterwards she admits to cayde that she remembers everything, after figuring out that it's not a Thing amongst guardians because she's Confused. he's supportive and passes her onto Ikora - huge mistake - she loves Ikora - cayde is kind of sad about it (jk) - Ikora tells her about the thananotauts and at the concept avia kind of puts her nose up to. it sound stupid and weird to her and refuses to explore it, like ‘oh hey actually I don't care that much I'll just keep being a guardian who has my memory as a bonus yay’ - avia kind of wanders around for a bit, patrolling and running strikes with guardians she never keeps in touch with. this is where she learns that she really, really doesnt get along with a lot of other hunters.

- petra comes to the tower as the queens emissary. avia doesnt recognise her at first but petra recognises her and its

- its not a good time for avia. petra tries to speak to her but avia bails all the way to venus and has a good old fashioned breakdown

- ikora calls her back and puts her on a mission to find tolands scattered journals. she fears the worst ones may still be out there and she doesnt want any wayward guardians finding them and abusing what power may lie within

- little does avia know she has another warlock, scarlet-2, searching for them as well. 

- this is how scarlet and avia meet, with avia acting like a cat who caught their own reflection whenever scarlet is around 

- scarlet doesnt much care even though this pint sized hunter constantly trying to one up her is. amusing. 

- petra tries to approach avia again when shes in the tower with scarlet and the warlock very gently diffuses the situation, and has figured out by now that avia likes to Run Away and so she takes them to the cosmdrome 

- avia doesnt give a lot of details, but basically explains the situation to scarlet and mentions that ikora wanted her to talk to the thananotauts and scarlets like ‘ew. you dont need to talk to them. they’re weird and desperate for answers youre fine the way you are.’ 

- and a friendship is born 

- petra venj leaves the tower. 

- a fireteam takes on the vault of glass, and avia is only slightly disappointed she wasnt there

- avia spends a lot of time with scarlet and by extension lots of other warlocks too. she becomes a running joke to the vanguard mentors that she chose the wrong class. 

- so scarlet and eden met after twilight gap, they both helped build the wall and they became really close buddies. scarlet tells eden that she may have finally found a hunter for their fireteam and eden is so. excited. 

- eris morn returns from the moon, and avia sees this funny little warlock awoken talking with her all. the damn. time. 

- eden and avia meet, and avia is overwhelmed. she thinks that eden must be a new guardian and doesnt care to ask anything about her and wonders how the hell her and scarlet of all people are so close

- she doesnt really give the friendship a chance (although eden is patient and knows avias type all too well) until zavala asks eden to do routine sweeps of earth and the moon to make sure these blades of crota are kept at bay

- of course, eden drags avia along with her and it takes a wayward mention of building the wall for avia to get off her damn high horse and start taking eden seriously 

- they dont really take part in the dark below campaign, just keep on top of the rise in hive activity whilst scarlet talks to ikora and eris and studies the hive at the tower, in the middle of one of her ‘not leaving the tower’ phases that eden tells avia about

- which causes avia to a) worry about scarlet and b) begin to realise shes starting to care for people 

- emotions are weird you guys 

- avia starts to ask eden about the wall, twilight gap, everything that came before she got to the tower. eden answers all her questions with a raw truthfulness, although she doesnt know the specifics and laughs that scarlet would be better to go to for the history of the guardians and such, but avia is just fine with what eden tells her 

- and avia tells eden about her past, about dying but still remembering everything and petra. eden is very chill and happy for avia that shes somewhere better now, that shes trying to be better. 

- yay now avia has TWO whole friends. they become an official fireteam and eden is far too excited about it. 

- avia starts seeing that funny little awoken warlock less and less, and asks scarlet about him. she knows hes gone missing but kind of shrugs it off as a thing that warlocks do. avia says if scarlet ever does that avia will Hunt Her Down. scarlet just laughs.

- (she says this in earshot of ikora) 

- crota is killed. again, avia wanted to be there. she needs more friends

- avia basically sticks like glue to scarlet and eden, kind of refusing to run strikes and missions with any other guardians which is a problem

- avia meets carver and cornelia through eden and scarlet but is still really prickly. her fireteam are at their wits end. 

- ikora straight up forces avia on a mission with another warlock, and of course its the funny one who went missing a while back 

- she sees something in ikoras eyes when they meet for the first time but knows better than to question it 

- this. kid. is. a. handful. 

- their mission is something hive related, a big risk on ikoras part but avia guides them through safely. 

- ‘ooh a hive thing!’ ‘do we need to know about the hive thing?’ ‘no, but I-’ ‘then lets move on grier.’ ‘but-’ ‘now.’

- ‘youre mean, avia.’ ‘im also keeping us alive.’ ‘you dont have to be mean about it.’ 

- ‘fine, i will stop being mean if you start doing what i tell you to. deal?’ 

- idk i kind of imagine grier latching onto avia for reasons that i cant explain bc grier isnt my character but hes basically exactly what avia needs at this point in her life, a funny little warlock who gets under her skin. 

- she massively underestimates him, reminding her of what she did with eden so she loosens up and gives him a chance. 

- they run more missions and strikes together. she asks questions about his gun, his attire, why he likes the hive so damn much.  

- he tells her about toland and the hive, and the weapons of sorrow whilst explaining bad juju. she makes a mental note to keep an eye on him whenever he uses it (and somewhere ikora smiles gently to herself. it scares cayde.) 

- she tells him about the journals she found in the wild and he just :oooooooo asks a lot of questions about where and what was in them and what that could infer

- ‘wait avia, i thought you didnt care about hive stuff?’ ‘what? no, i just... dont like getting off track during missions.’ ‘oh. then does that mean you also actually like me and arent mean to me cause you dont?’ 

- she begins to find him quite endearing. 

- he gets them out of a lot of jams during missions just from his practical know-how and shes impressed too. 

- also asks a lot of questions about his sunsinger abilities and esp reviving himself. shes only ever seen scarlet be a voidwalker so sunsinger amazes her endlessly. she sees grier as a lot more powerful than he sees himself, and again, its totally endearing to her. 

- he introduces her to rook and eve. avia steers clear of rook at first, even though she finds him handsome straight off the bat.

- they play a few iron banner matches together, a mixture of griers fireteam, hers and carver and cornelia. avia starts to develop a crush after realising how laid back and relaxed rook is.

- also how freaking good at crucible he is. 

- he’s really easy to be around, she can be herself around him, around another hunter which is something she never thought she’d have. i imagine that means they talk about their class a lot seeing as avia never really did that with anyone else, or really cayde for that matter. it helps to get an insight into what being a hunter is all about from a guy who doesnt take it so seriously. 

- the flirting starts, playful and nothing serious and we allllllll knowwwww where that leads to

- then the wolves revolt. 

- before the tower even find out, she receives a message from petra, apologising. asking her questions about being a guardian, how she is. avia ignores it, the first of many. 

- she Refuses to get involved. 

- not even scarlet and eden can convince her. or ikora. or cayde. 

- but grier comes back from the reef one day and looks really dejected and hurt and avia is just. who hurt you. what happened. and he explains that none of the awoken at the reef like him??? he thinks a couple of them looked at him weird he couldnt tell it was all confusing and avia kind of sighs and. explains some things. 

- she tells him that she used to be Awoken and that she knew petra and basically tells him everything about her past whilst explaining that the Awoken have a very high opinion of themselves  - they go back to the reef together, but she still doesnt want to get involved in the uprising. 

- she goes and patches things tentatively with petra another day. its a case of avia explaining how she became a guardian and petra explaining why she was forced to become an emissary after accidentally killing a team of guardians. its an amicable, but strained relationship. they basically realise that they were never friends, just competitors. theyre both happier where they are now.

- avia grows closer to grier to the point where they’re inseparable, she flirts with rook, runs missions and strikes with her fireteam and really starts to come into her own as a guardian 

- she runs a lot of prison of elders with cornelia and carver and grows closer to them too, eventually apologising for being a little standoffish when they first met

- now avia has SO MANY FRIENDS and gets really emotional whenever she thinks about it 

and then taken king and rise of iron happen and they deserve posts of themselves tbh but!!! avias D1 experience!!! i love this kid so much