#✦ ic.

[iustitians]

Meanwhile...

Within the Court of Fontaine, the activities of the film festival are in full swing. Filming crew members run there and back again getting everything they need set up and prepared for their next hit, children in costumes joyfully gather sweets, visitors from all across Teyvat and even beyond are participating in events, visiting food stalls, playing games and having a time of their lives.

Outside the Court, however...

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With a powerful blast of Hydro, Neuvillette sends another group of strange, otherworldly monsters crashing into each other and dissipating into dust. Even before they vanish for good however, a new mob of adversaries already emerges from behind them, baring their long fangs and strange weapons as they approach.

The Iudex frowns, eyeing them as he gathers his energy in the palm of his hand again. These are not foes rising from the Abyss - they have come from somewhere else entirely, completely separate from Teyvat.

... Not that it is difficult to figure out how they made their way here, he thinks, holding back a frustrated sigh as he glances upwards. Behind a wall of clouds, he has managed to carefully conceal the sight that would send the people into a panic in an instant -

the firmament full of flickering holes, torn through in multiple places like a cheap piece of fabric in an encounter with a sharp knife.

Neuvillette winces. He can hold his own in a fight like this for a considerable length of time, but re-forging the sky is another matter entirely. Right now, there is little he can do beside steel himself for a long battle to protect the city at all costs, and hope that something changes.

He clenches his fists, Hydro sparkling between his fingers anew.

If the damned Usurper would like to do anything, now would be a good time.

[mauvehound]

"MAUVIER!"

Marni's demanding voice pierces through the ballroom and she stops in front of the poor man with her hands on her hips. A dangerous smile is on her lips; a sure sign of disaster on the horizon coming from a chronic troublemaker.

"I need you to lift me up. You see the big guy over there, Mauvier?" She points extremely openly to a rather tall mustachioed man. "I need to write something on his head in exchange for tricking Griss into eating a sweet bun."

Augh, but this is Mauvier they're talking about, famous stick in the mud! He hardly ever does what she wants! What to do, what to do...

She does have one thing at her disposal, however.

"If you do, I'll give you AND Lady Veyle my brooch or whatever!"

(no pressure to reply if you're too busy for the ball, just wanted this sent for posterity haha)

"..."

Originally, Mauvier had no intention of participating in the ball in any formal capacity. These types of occasions are simply not for him - he is not one for balls and celebrations, he does not feel comfortable in a large group, and others are likely to not feel great near him either, causing him to simply kill the mood. For those reasons and more, he keeps to himself and lets others have their fun.

But, having finished all of his duties, he found himself with nothing else to do, and so he thought to simply... peek in and see how everything is going, see if anyone needs help, make sure Lady Veyle, Divine One and others are well. Get in, get out and move on, right?

And yet, mere minutes after he found a corner to stand and observe the fun, he is being dragged into a Situation by none other than Marni.

"You need to do what now?..."

Normally, Mauvier would excuse himself from these sorts of shenanigans, and he can see that Marni expects him to try. The promise of a brooch for himself means little to him, though for Lady Veyle... he could do a favor.

But above all else, after the everything that they had gone through, he finds himself struggling to say no to her, even for something like this.

And so, he merely sighs. The tall man she had pointed to happens to be alone and unoccupied for the moment, so Mauvier approaches him and clears his throat.

"Okay, well..."

"Hold still for a moment..."

[consentcactus]

[cemeterygrace]

reminders:

if you or someone you know might need it in the next few years, purchase plan b. the shelf life of plan b is 4 years, and we might not be able to access it as easily as we can now in the days ahead.

if you are larger/plus size: go online and purchase ella instead of plan b. plan b is less effective if you aren’t under 160 pounds.

if you can, purchase books that project 2025 is looking to ban.

mass deportations are starting. if you see ice vehicles or agents, yell ice raid and la migra as loud as you can.

if someone asks who you voted for, keep your mouth shut. they’re fishing for traitors.

if anyone, anyone at all asks about your neighbors or their legal status in the us, you know nothing. don’t be the reason that their family is separated.

if anyone asks about your religion or lack thereof, keep it vague. this administration will look for any excuse to persecute you.

your friends are trans or queer? for the next four years they’re not. don’t expose anyone’s status as a trans or queer person to anyone else, even if you think you can trust them.

did someone you know get an abortion? no, they didn’t. they were never pregnant.

in short, don’t be a snitch, and keep to yourself these next four years. we’ll make it through this even if it seems hopeless at times.

we can survive this. we’ve survived before, and we’ll survive again.

[vivid-bun]

A reminder to the "the American government wouldn't..." crowd. They have. They have made their own internment camps before. They have rounded up innocent citizens and immigrants before. The victims of which are still alive to this day and trying to share their stories with the world, they have been trying to warn us for a long time. George Takei (as seen above) is a famous example of this. He has written about his experiences time and time again, even publishing a book talking about his time in these camps. He may be famous now, but at the time he was just another kid forced from his home. To this day he still firmly dedicates himself to trying to educate and inform people, trying to spread awareness with his platform. The American Government can and will do terrible things. Do not let anyone convince you otherwise.

[kitcactusart]

Feel free to print and distribute this image

[tierras]

in los angeles, the historically Black community of altadena has been decimated by the ongoing eaton fire.

afropunk has created a spreadsheet of gofundmes of displaced Black individuals and families affected by the current los angeles fires. the list is constantly being updated.

please donate what you can and share widely.

[skipppppy]

I think she’d respect his methodology

[solidwater05]

Pros of hyperfixiation:

Happy!

Art ideas

Life is good

Cons of hyperfixiation:

I am going to blow up

All my art is of the same guy

If I don't think about this 24/7 I get violent

[iustitians]

A Father's Day Off

By now, he can be safely certain that he has lost all the eyes that were attempting to follow him. This one tabloid writer was particularly pesky today, but the Iudex has centuries of practice in the art of vanishing into thin air without letting his “opponent”, for lack of a better term, realize that he was aware of their presence. Between curious onlookers, stubborn journalists and the Fatui, it works like a charm, every time without fail, much to their frustrations. He, for his part, takes no satisfaction in doing this. Yes, he dislikes attention, and does not appreciate being followed, either. But above all else, he must ensure the safety of those he watches over.

By the time he could be spotted again, it is already near the Statue of the Seven in Elynas, a place few visit and fewer still attempt to make their home, due to the terrain – eroded remains of a monster, or an alleged one, anyway – being unstable to this day, so much so that an old aquabus project for this area ended in failure, and any other hopes of establishing human settlements in the area were also dashed. But, perhaps, that is for the best. It means his wards can live in peace.

Neuvillette offers Focalors a nod in greeting as he passes by her likeness. Though he and the Archons are destined to end up on opposing sides regardless of his personal feelings, and his opinion on her is not crystal clear either, he does hold respect for the work they have done and still do, and does not mind showing it.

Unhurried steps take him to the small, inconspicuous pond nearby. He walks forward silently until his feet touch the water, until it is up to his knees, his waist – and then he vanishes beneath the surface, leaving behind no trace, not even the slightest wave. His disappearance successful, he quietly dives into the depths, accompanied by nothing but a few fish and the sound of rushing water in his ears. Before long, he reaches the bottom – and then shoots upwards with one fluid motion; leaping out of the pond’s other end, one shrouded in darkness, and plummeting into the hidden world below.

(He does, sometimes, wonder how someone like Mr. Freminet has not found this place. Could it be because he prefers to dive in the wide open sea, which holds an exit, but allows no entry? Or is it possible that he simply has not looked, preferring to keep the hidden village in his heart as a dream?)

(Neuvillette knows that dreams and fantasies are important to humans, even if he doubts he could ever understand the reasoning behind this. Why do they put so much hope in what they don’t know or don’t believe is real?)

(He will not ask or pry, so perhaps he shall never know. And that is fine.)

The whispers of the gentle breeze that ruffled his hair on the surface is replaced by the humming of calm, little creeks that flow through the remains of what once was a living, breathing organism. One that simply wished to love and be loved in return, but for some beings in this world, even that is too high a luxury to ask.

He huffs at the thought. Some Fontainians would consider such a statement to be heresy, but when one thinks about it, Elynas and Egeria had more in common than one would expect.

He lands safely on the crystallized remains of what used to be a blood vessel, and from there, another jump takes him safely to the ground. Once he has arrived, he spends a moment to greet Elynas, silently paying respects to his heart. Though he has never heard his voice the way the Melusines used to do, that is no reason to be disrespectful towards their parent and his host. A Hydro Crystalfly comes to him, landing on his outstretched fingers, as though to give him a greeting of his own. He watches it for a moment, motionless, unwilling to chase it away – until it eventually flies off on its own, heading to wherever its fleeting life may lead.

Water splashes under his feet as he continues on his way, heading into the small, easy to miss tunnel, concealed behind greenery. He still remembers when he stumbled upon this place the very first time, when he surveyed the aftermath of the fateful battle between the Marechaussee Phantom and the Narzissenkreuz Ordo. Who would have thought that from such a tragedy could emerge something as precious as what he found that day. He reminisces about it wordlessly, smiling faintly to himself as he does, his fond expression concealed by the darkness around him.

That is, until the glowing plants reveal a familiar face ahead of him, causing his smile to widen, just as she notices him and waves cheerfully to him as she runs towards him.

“Monsieur Neuvillette! Hello there! Have you come to visit?”

“Of course. How have you been, Cosanzeana?”

“I’m good, and my garden is doing great, too! Come on – let’s go to the village together!”

Her hand slides into his, and they walk side by side the rest of the way, which is not long at all. Within minutes, the murky greens surrounding them give way to the familiar blue and purple light, and soon they emerge out of the tunnel and into the greatest opening within Elynas:

Merusea Village, the place often found in human fairytales, and yet no less real than any other.

Cosanzeana runs ahead, joyfully announcing his arrival to everyone, and within moments, Neuvillette finds himself being greeted by all residents of the upper floor. Serene, the eldest sister, greets him first before running off to the waterway, heading to the lower level to let the others know about his visit. Laughter and cheer follow as he takes his time to say hello to each and every one of them. 

“Monsieur Neuvillette! It’s been a while! Have you been well?”

“Thank you, I’m good. I hope everyone here has also been well.”

“Monsieur Neuvillette! Did you bring us more tokens like you promised?”

“Of course, here they are.”

“Monsieur Neuvillette! I’ve completed my practice for the Marechaussee Phantom exam, could you check it for me?”

“Naturally. Show me what you’ve done and we’ll go through everything.”

“Monsieur Neuvillette! We found this new book, could you tell us what it’s about?”

“Another book in the wreckage, you mean? Let me take a look.”

Lively chatter erupts all around him, matters big and small that piled up in his absence are brought to his attention, all while he gives out hugs and pats heads, smiling all the while. Minutes quickly turn into hours, but he pays time little heed, as do Melusines themselves. The celebration and the joy of his visit lasts well into the night. It will not be until dawn breaks on the surface that he will once more bid them farewell, already with the promise of their next meeting.

There is much that he can say humans taught him, and more still that he gives credit for to the Melusines. Among those important truths of life is one that has, for centuries now, shone brighter than any other for him:

However busy one is, it is important to take time to visit with family.

[theconcealedweapon]

[sleepyminty]

Timebomb-Jayvik dynamic is so funny bc we have:

Begrudgingly acknowledge each other despite that one time Ekko haggle the fuck out Jayce and Jayce accidentally polluted the underground

Two strikes and they started throwing slurs at each other

[s3znl-gr3znl]

ICE raids are set to start as soon as tuesday (JAN 21, 2025) in Chigago so make sure you know your rights, your community, and your plan.

ICE MUST have a warrant to search/enter any property. they will lie and manipulate you to allow them on the premises but if they arent holding a valid document in their hands they cannot legally do anything

They may say something like "our warrant is in the truck," tough shit, have them bring it to you, DO NOT FOLLOW THEM ANYWHERE. Do not leave your property if confronted.

If you are taken, say nothing until a lawyer is present. The exception is if there are bystanders present/filming, then you should shout your name and whats happening

If you are witnessing a raid in your community, wait to warn others via phone as the cops may be monitoring nearby communications and may use that to select their next targets. Warn by code or word of mouth

escape if the opportunity presents itself, but dont be stupid.

[strawberryraviegutz]

FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT TRUMP DID NOT SAVE TIKTOK!! THIS WAS ALL A STUNT TO MAKE HIM LOOK GOOD!!

PAY ATTENTION TO WHATEVER HAPPENS NEXT!!

[devils-yui]

Reposting this from a friend bc I think it is VERY important to know of this, and for immigrants, and other possible victims of the ICE Raids happening right now

Here’s to also a very huge edit, from the list of very helpful people who have been reblogging and providing more info.

I’m not as well informed but I will be relaying the information and tagging each person who added onto this post:

@onthedriftinthetardis -

The phone number in the first photo is ONLY for Orange County, California!

Look up your local ACLU affiliate here

@6feetunderwater -

It always makes me nervous to see a reporting phone number passed around without any links to verify it, so the number in the first pic can be found on the site for the Orange County Rapid Response Network, which is "an interconnected system of non-profit and grassroots organizations, civil rights attorneys, law school clinics, and individuals working together to respond to dehumanizing immigration enforcement activities and policies in Orange County"

@geekerypeekery -

The second warrant is not fake, but is an administrative rather than judicial warrant, and has no constitutional authority to bypass Fourth Amendment protections - in other words, it does not entitle the bearer to enter and search your home. It simply authorizes agents of the issuing department to contact you. Always ask to see the warrant before opening your door!

In addition to the ACLU links, try contacting the National Immigration Law Center https://www.nilc.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/Warrants-Subpoenas-Facts.pdf

@american-anger -

The phone number listed here is specific to Orange County in California, but you can look up other California counties here:

CALIFORNIA RAPID RESPONSE NETWORKS

@beaniebaneenie -

Unpleasant reminder: within 100 miles of the border (which is home to 200 million people and virtually all major cities in the US), ICE does not need a warrant to enter your home, your car, to search anything, or even to arrest you.

You are not automatically safe just because they don't have a real warrant.

The best and safest thing you can do is learn to have escape routes- quick ways to get out of the house or area you're in if you find out ICE or CBP are around. Those of us who do have documentation? Time for us to step the fuck up.

Film any interaction. Every interaction. If you're able, step into the conversation and be a Karen/Kyle- weaponize your privilege for Good. If you get asked about people? Use positive but vague statements so you a) cannot be caught in a lie, and b) do not give any information away.

"I don't know them that well, but I don't tend to socialize much. They seem great to me."

"I can't remember the last time I saw them."

"Maybe they speak another language, I can't remember details. But I picked up Duolingo during the pandemic and tons of other people did too."

"I'm not sure."

"I'm sorry, I can't help you."

Even if you're somewhere the 100-mile Exception doesn't apply and a warrant is in fact needed? I don't expect ICE and CBP to play by the rules for long, if at all. I fully expect this to get ugly, and fast.

Cheeto has already declared an emergency of national security at the border, and is mobilizing the military to have jurisdiction over a huge swath of the country. It's essentially tantamount to martial law. And it's only been four days.

Gear up for a long, hard fight. This is gonna be a marathon, not a sprint.

— I am leaving all of this as an edit because on the off chance someone does find the posts that have these people specifically reblogging, I don’t want it to be too late. So I’m comprising it all here

Here are a few other people’s reblogs I thought were important:

Thank you @onthedriftinthetardis @6feetunderwater @geekerypeekery @american-anger @beaniebaneenie @bunnychiffon @dubiouslynamed @trisockatops @witchy-disaster for contributing and helping me make this a more well-informed post. Thank you so much