#🪻speaks

[falcons-florens]

Niananian skipped along the bustling streets of Port Ormos, her small, curious eyes wide with wonder. The lively port town was a mosaic of colors and sounds, from the bright awnings of the merchant stalls to the clamor of sea-faring folk going about their business. But amidst the lively chaos, one figure had captured her complete attention—a short male Meka with ball joints and a face that looked human, very human.

He moved gracefully through the crowd, his mechanical joints clicking softly with each step. Niananian had never seen a Meka like him before; he seemed different from the ones she'd seen in Fontaine, who were always so serious and aloof. This one interacted with people, buying trinkets and exchanging nods of thanks, as if he were just another person.

Niananian’s tiny feet padded softly against the cobblestone streets as she trailed behind him, her eyes sparkling with intrigue. She marveled at the way he picked up a shiny red apple, turning it over in his hand before handing a few coins to the merchant. Her mind buzzed with questions—was he a special kind of Meka? Did he like apples?

Every time he paused to examine an item or make a purchase, she would duck behind a nearby stall or peek out from behind a barrel, trying to stay hidden. The Meka had yet to notice her, and to Niananian, it was a grand adventure of following someone who seemed as if they might have stepped out of a storybook. As the Meka turned a corner and entered a quieter part of the port, Niananian’s steps quickened. She had to be careful not to lose sight of her mysterious companion.

@purple-scales-and-tales

Though aware of the small being following him, Kizashi shrugs it off and plays a bit with the apple while looking for a place to sit. Whoever this pursuer is, they clearly aren't trained... either an incompetent fool who underestimates him, or a child. Spotting a few crates that look pretty comfortable, he approaches and hops up to take a seat while looking for the one following him. He leans back on his good arm, taking a bite of the apple as he spots a flash of purple that doesn't look like the deeper purples of Fatui Electro Cicin Mages nor any other group he can think of off the top of his head. Crossing his legs, he waits for the child to approach with a patience he hasn't exercised for quite a while...

[im-thirst-trapped]

Its been a sad bit since I've posted any audios ~ Shame on me 💜 So here's ten minutes of getting hypnotized and turning you into a horny puppygirl ~ Hope you enjoy 💜

[falcons-florens]

" Kizashi, young creation of... a foreign noble clan head. It's nice to meet you as well. "

Kizashi effortlessly plays the role of a noble, intent on making sure nothing is out of place besides his casual attire. He can tell this child version of Diluc about the anon magic later but for now he has a part to play, one he is far more familiar with: looking after a time-displaced child.

Done reading, Kizashi goes to look for the source of the voice he heard earlier...

" ...Mister Diluc? "

< @falcons-florens >

Young Diluc (Littluc henceforth) tilted his head slightly, regarding the unfamiliar figure in front of him. He didn’t recognize the voice or the face, but it wasn’t uncommon for people in Mondstadt to know him, even if he didn’t know them. His smile was polite, his posture upright as he gave a courteous nod.

"Hello, nice to meet you," he said in his usual calm and collected tone. "I apologize, I do not know your name. You are?" He paused for a moment, his expression curious but friendly, waiting for the puppet to introduce himself.

[starsetven]

Bro Link at this point is our ride or die

That's why he's my favorite he would love me no matter how insane I am

I like that in a man

Come give me a kiss Link 😗😗😗

“Happily.” 🪻

[purple-space-aliens]

“therians don’t think they’re animals” brother what the fuck are you talking about

[falcons-florens]

< Starter for @multimuse-citadel >

Resting against a large root at Gandha Hill, the young puppet listens to his surroundings with a faint smile and eyes closed. At the sound of approaching footprints, however, his eyes fly open and he frowns.

" Who's there? "

Annoyance is present in his tone, along with a hint of curiosity. After posing the question, he stands and turns towards the source of the footsteps with his arms crossed...

[falcons-florens]

" ...Hi. Name? "

The puppet stands, brushing snow off himself. Despite his outfit, however, he seems mostly unaffected by the cold. The Goshawk hops out of the box and tilts her head curiously before speaking in bird with a Snezhnayan bird accent, if that's possible.

" I'm Ghost, formerly known as Anti-Childe Reactive Entity 5 before we escaped Zandik's lab. What town is this? Not Morepesok, I hope... "

🎁 + a confused puppet in green who is... not very happy to be in Snezhnaya suddenly. There is also an unusually large Central Teyvatian Goshawk in the box next to him, just as confused and annoyed.

< @falcons-florens >

Cecil, having for gone her goose form for the time being to enjoy being dressed in a white tunic and lilac sarafan, raises a brow at the puppet and the goshawk. “Привет, comrades.” She says, her wings twitching slightly on her back as the wings by her ears raise up slightly.

[im-thirst-trapped]

For my lovely pups ~ 💜

[labselkie]

my k😭😭😭😭my kittyyy

ooo making content for them is gonna be hard i’d rather die than misinterpret her,, the understanding that she will recover, but that she doesn’t have to rush. she’ll have someone new in her corner, and as much as i want them to both fall in love, mel deserves time

[castaway-achlys]

You should

I dunno

Give Mr. Ēteru

A little

Mwah

-✨

finally a normal fucking ask. thank you.

is everything okay...? i'll kiss him anyway, but... is there any reason...?

@atamai-twst *he leans over and gives mai a kiss on the cheek*

[falcons-florens]

"Quiet. You have no right to speak, traitorous insect."

Kizashi narrows its eyes, wakizashi grazing the Archon's neck without breaking the outer layer of his shell.

"For the sin of abandoning me and leaving me to Dottore, you will face your punishment."

@falcons-florens is walking along the shore of Tatarasuna towards the Encampment and Narukami Island. Despite the misty effect from the heavy rainstorm, Kizashi is able to recognize the older puppet at a glance and starts walking over that way. Frowning, it draws its sword as it traverses the short distance...

Kizashi is here... I... I need to apologize...

As the youngest puppet approaches, Kabukimono stands but does not turn around immediately.

"...Kizashi... Before you say anything, I–"

Kabukimono freezes as he feels cold metal just barely kissing the Electro birthmark, a shiver running down his mechanical spine.

"...Ah."

[starsetven]

I'm sorry but I'm wheezing at the fact that Link feels threatened by a fictional character instead of feeling threatened by Vic...That's just funny to me 😭

also just noticed that Link can speak French? My guy...My first language is French...

*start to yap in french*

I can teach him how to speak Turkish and German, I myself am a person who can speak 4 languages

Link doesn’t like it when you gush about Vic either- especially during your shifts at work. He’s just good at internalizing his grievances.~Link may not be threatened by Vic, but he still finds Vic to be insufferable.

As for languages, Link can speak English, French, and Polish! He would love to learn other languages you know, so whatever languages you speak, he’ll study common phrases and sentences so he can speak your languages with you! :)

“Seni çok özledim, aşkım.” 💚

[falcons-florens]

[A couple moments later, there's a knock on the door...]

( npcs from @red-hood-boy )

Kizashi stands and goes to the door, opening it.

"Here for the cake?"

[falcons-florens]

[All is relatively peaceful right now. The sun is out, casting a nice light through the clouds, birds were.. being birds. Chirping and what not... the perfect day for relaxation indeed. For those who had the ability to relax, that is.]

[It was certainly not relaxing to have some random stranger who's oddly out in the middle of the woods run into you. Literally.]

[Their glasses drop onto the ground, and thank the Tsaritsa they didn't break... before the stranger puts them back on, though, they bow apologetically.]

I'm sorry, sir! It's a bit harder to see than usual.. allow me to make it up to you, yes? Do you have a favorite snack?

(@red-hood-boy)

"Tch... Watch where you're going, yeah?"

Kizashi turns to the human in red, arms crossed loosely.

"And I don't need any snacks."

[falcons-florens]

"That's cruel. It'd be like bringing Cryo near my left arm or something... You report those people, right?"

"Wait... What? Why would anyone do that? That's just needlessly cruel."

Kizashi seems confused, processing that information with a frown.

Because people just.. do that sometimes? I'm not really sure, they may think it's funny or something..

[falcons-florens]

-There's the sound of something crashing through the treetops above, very noisily. Then, out of nowhere, there is a white blur of light that bolts from said trees and catches a large unsuspecting bird in its claws.-

"Ha! Got you! And I didn't even have to be stealthy about it." -Chero quickly kills the bird before it can try and stab out his other eye, smiling in triumph.-

Surprised by the sounds, Kizashi clutches Jet close and looks up at the figure.

"...You again."