#Furina: Nope

[zweetpea]

burn baby burn

Neuvillette: Is something burning?

You: Just my burning love for you~

Neuvillette: Honey get back the stoves on fire!!

*Fifteen minutes later*

Furina: Who could be knocking this early?

You and Neuvillette: *standing in her doorway soaked*

You: Neuvi flooded the house cause I lit the stove on fire. We need a place to stay for the night.

[bloodymiso]

★ dude, its just groceries — various x gn reader

how do they buy groceries? do they go to the convenience store every weekend and buy in small batches? or do they go to a big grocery like every 5 months and hoard?

notes: this has been in my drafts for a while lmao | mentions of food(duh), mention of a doctor’s appointment, one or two swears

— in small batches

convenience store lunches, little trips every saturday, small fridge in a small apartment—that was their life. coming home after a long day of work, popping by the tiny store outside your home to grab a sandwich or two and boom! dinner was that easy. living with a little store outside their home was literal heaven.

“awh shucks, we’re out of pudding..” they pout as they turn to you on the bed, upside down and legs on the headboard.

“do we even have anything for dinner?” you ask, turning your head to them as they shook their head. you both pause, a knowing look evident on both of your faces.

“convenience store dinner! last one there pays!” you say as both of you shot up, racing to get to the door as you fought to open it. they sneaked under your arms and through the door , once you got out, they were halfway to the elevator. (or to the store.)

“you little—augh!”

VENTI, ga ming, kazuha, kaveh, GOROU, hu tao, & heizou

— lmao what’s groceries?

uh..doing their own groceries? hell no! they usually just order online. if they’re rich enough, maybe their assistants will do it for them. either way, you have never seen this brat even hold a shopping bag.

“what the..oh my god we’re out of rice!” you said in shock, gawking at the empty cabinet in your kitchen you often held for rice.

“oh really?” they acknowledged before quickly calling someone on their phone. “hey man, could you get us some rice? we’re out lol.”

like..bitch what?

CHILDE, scaramouche, DILUC, furina, navia, AYATO & NINGGUANG

— they hoard

“hey, let’s go to the grocery.” and you end up coming home with 6 bags chock-full of food and supplies to last you pretty much half a year. they were always ready for something bad to happen, an apocalypse, or maybe a shortage in supplies and sure, that was a good thing, but not when they were so strict about it..

wanna get spinach for some lasagna? nope, but we have kale in the fridge! some spices for curry? nope, but we have pepper! it was frustrating, really.

eventually they gave up and joined you on small grocery trips here and there. they had to admit, it was nice only carrying one or two bags home.

“see? now whenever you’re craving something i can just make it.” “don’t mention my cravings.”

WRIOTHESLEY, arlecchino, arataki itto (hear me out), cyno & EULA

— in scheduled visits

“can we go to the grocery today?” you ask, bored out of your mind as you placed down your phone. “we aren’t scheduled for a visit till friday though..” they say, as if replying to a question about a doctor’s appointment.

you didn’t know if it was because of their almost insane sense of orderliness, or because it was how they went for groceries with their parents when they were younger, but god did they stick to their schedule. it was a good way to make sure you wouldn’t use too much money in a week but sometimes, boredom takes the best of both of you.

“fuck it let’s go to the grocery.” they say, standing up from their chair as you stopped tapping your finger on their desk. the shock on your face made it seem like you just figured out the answer to the bonus question on a math exam, but you shrugged it off and reluctantly joined.

ALHAITHAM, GANYU, keqing, kuki shinobu, and.. yeah

[aha-chuu]

Wriothesley has such Diluc energy, *except* Diluc is an angsty 22-year-old with the trauma of a 45 year old, meanwhile Wriothesley is fr a retired boxer who's done with everyone's shit (as he should be)

[chaeyeonieeearts]

pov: furina takes you into a first class dinner aboard the s.s. normandie

[azulapunchedozai]

Can we like.. normalize skipping contents that we hate or contents that don't align with our opinion? I've seen the most beautiful ship arts in almost every social media platform and there would always be like

"Love the art! Hate the ship!"

Look, I know social media peeps do their best to stay positive but is it really that important to accompany your compliment with a COMPLETELY UNNECESSARY statement? Can people normalize keeping their opinions to themselves when it's not needed? Girl that is obviously a ship post. Why do you feel the need to say you hate it after complimenting?

THANK YOU SO MUCH for the compliment but I'd rather have you not comment on my post at all if you're just gonna leave backhanded compliments. Is it really that hard to JUST say "I love the art!" and be respectful? And if you hate the ship so much then do yourself a favour by scrolling up or down to avoid the content. Trust me, avoiding negativity would be better for your mental health.

It's not just happening in ship arts. Fanarts in general. There'd be like, a fanart of a character or a redesign and there will be comments like "I prefer them with this-that though." or "This-that suits them better!" or "I don't like them with this-that!".

Or there would be contents that talks about how this character is the best character of this show/game/movie or how this character has the best game effects and there would be like, "I prefer this-that character though." or "I don't see anything about *charactername though." or "Nope, *charactername is the best."

An example of this is when I was scrolling through contents about Furina's c6 plunge attack and infusions and how they are the best and there are a bunch of comments saying "I don't see Raiden though" or "Raiden's plunge is the best"

And I was like NO ONE ASKED??? Look, no hate to Raiden Shogun because she's literally one of my favorite characters. I love her plunge attack and I have an undeniable bias when it comes to purple and pink but the video was OBVIOUSLY NOT ABOUT HER. The video was not a misinformation and simply someone's opinion/preference.

It's like going to a room full of people talking about how they like the color red and saying something like "I prefer blue though!" Gosh why would you do that? It's just so EMBARRASSING and SO ATTENTION SEEKING at it's finest. And then when people call them out, they'd pull the "opinion" card and act like s victim. If you want people to respect your opinion, why don't you do it first?

People need to learn that not everything that appears on their feed is about them and to not take everything PERSONALLY because not everything is about you and not everything revolves around you. People can have different opinions and enjoy any content that they want even if those are opposed to your preferences. Being different from you doesn't make them less valid in any way.

If it's not illegal or harmful just keep your mouth shut, is it really that hard?

Instead of wasting your time commenting on a content that you don't like (and by doing so, the said content would just appear on your feed more frequently), why not search for contents you enjoy to satisfy yourself, yah?

Why? Because that's the normal thing to do. People have become so brave on whatever they say on the internet because they know they'd never suffer real life consequences.

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Yeah, I'd like a date night fic with Xinyan, Ayaka and Furina. Hold the skibidi and let it rizz until it mews please and thank you

(Genshin Impact) Date Night with Xinyan, Ayaka, and Furina

I still don't even understand any of those words.

Xinyan decided to eat at Wanmin Restaurant with S/O for their date.

She doesn't really dress all that different, but she does at least put the effort to make sure her hair is neater, as well as grabbing some perfume!

Though that one was a bit of a moot point, considering they'd both smell like food by the end of the night, but that was beside the point.

Sitting across from them on the table, Xinyan seems more energetic than usual as she bounces in her seat, chatting away with S/O about whatever came to mind.

(S/O) "Hah, you seem really excited tonight, Xinyan."

(Xinyan) "How could I not? We finally get to eat together after like, two weeks! Course I'd get all giddy with ya! Heck, I even did something special for tonight! Did ya notice?"

(S/O) "Your...makeup?"

(Xinyan) "...Hm. Guess I didn't adjust my hair enough. Explains why I still scare the daylights outta people."

S/O reached over the table to grab Xinyan's hand, suddenly turning her attention to her lover.

(S/O) "You're perfect the way you are to me."

Xinyan's mouth drops a little at the compliment before chuckling and squeezing S/O's hand back.

(Xinyan) "Jeez, when did ya become such a smoothtalker, S/O?"

The rest of the night passes far too quickly for XInyan's liking, though that compliment in particular stuck with her for many weeks after, never failing to make her into a blushing mess everytime she thought of it.

Ayaka's desire for date was quite simple: a walk through the streets of Inazuma with her S/O.

But due to her status as a Kamisato, the date would no doubt end up needlessly complicated and busy.

Especially depending on the status of S/O's birthplace and occupation.

Instead, the date ends up becoming far more relaxing, a walk through nature together.

With no one to see them, Ayaka doesn't have to worry about trying to keep prim and proper and simply be a normal girl.

Her thoughts are promptly interrupted when S/O gives her a light peck on the cheek, stunning Ayaka as she turns bright red.

(S/O) "Thinking again, Ayaka?"

Quickly being brought to the present, Ayaka gives them a smile as they continue walking under the moonlight on the trail near the Kamisato Estate.

(Ayaka) "My apologies, I was not ignoring you, was I?"

(S/O) "Nope, you just looked really cute."

Ayaka giggled at their teasing and shifted her arm to hold them closer, her smile growing bigger by the second.

(Ayaka) "T-Thank you, S/O."

Furina's idea for a date night was to:...Honestly, she didn't really know what sounded good.

They could always go out and watch a play together, go to some fancy restaurant, or something along those lines.

But S/O made a suggestion that honestly sounded much more appealing.

(S/O) "We could just have some dessert at home and cuddle!"

And now, Furina got to enjoy some rather delicious cake, with S/O feeding her a bite every now and then as she savored the flavor.

All the while, she sat on the couch enjoying the peace and quiet she had worked hard to earn for herself.

Furina sighed in content as she snuggled closer to S/O, a small but tired smile growing.

(S/O) "Furina? I think you got something on your face."

Furina's eyes widened at that and a hand moved to wipe a smudge of icing off-

Before S/O's hand gently grabbed her chin and faced it toward them, kissing the corner of her lip and then brushing their thumb at the spot.

Leaving her completely stunned for a moment.

(Furina) "I-...T-Thank you for getting that." ahem!

Though she was completely flustered now, she'd be lying if she said that didn't make her heart skip a beat.

...Or several.

[faeryarchives]

Little Ball of Sunshine (Leona Kingscholar x Fem!Reader)

Summary: Amid all the festive and crowd, a little ball of sunshine in the form of a cub found their way to you. Recent works: And Nothing More (Azul Ashengrotto & Jamil Viper x F!Reader) & Stay with me (Leona Kingscholar x GN!Reader) & heartslabyul with a furina-like female reader!

As one of the appointed students in charge of accommodating visitors from far and wide during the Night Raven annual festival - it was not surprising for you to see people walking up to you and asking for directions or performing tricks to calm down children who strayed too far from their parents, keeping watch until they are reunited again. After all, you would never hear the end of it from Crowley if some parents complained about security issues.

'Who knew Ace's party tricks would save me a lot?' A crowd of children gathers around you, eyes full of amazement and woe as you try juggling and creating balloon animals to make them smile before sending them off with their parents. They waved their hands goodbye one by one, and their words made you tear up a little. 

"Bye, thank you for visiting us!" Watching them exit the school grounds with looks of satisfaction gave you more motivation to do more. However, your body seems to beg to differ after performing one trick from another for hours without any rest, stumbling and closing your eyes for just a moment too long before brushing your hair out of your face. 

"My whole body feels sore..." You moaned, feigning to faint as you leaned your back to Jack, who pat your shoulder while arranging the lost items that people found and surrendered. 

"Jack, I'm going to die. I can't feel my body..."

"Then why don't you take a break for a while? You've been standing here all day, and I don't mind covering for you for an hour or so." The wolf suggested, not batting an eye until you turned around with eyes sparkling with delight. "You serious?" You asked, and Jack could read you like a book, seeing your body shudder with excitement.

"You never experienced the annual festival before, right?" He had a knowing smile as he put his hand on your head, ruining your hairstyle. "So go there and have fun."

Of course, you wouldn't let such an opportunity go; after all - annual festivals only happen once a year. It will be a shame if you never get to enjoy it before going back to your own home.

One thing led to another, and you found yourself in the middle of the festival with something wrapped around your leg, "Wah! You are that amazing lady doing tricks earlier!" said a high and clear voice filled with the infectious excitement that only a child could muster. 

"A child?" Glancing down, your eyes met a pool of color honey hues full of child-like wonder and innocence. A pair of lion ears sat upon his fluffy auburn hair, and a bright grin sat on the child's face as he looked up at you. "What's your name?" Crouching down at his height, you look around for any injuries; thankfully, there were none. Instead of mirroring your worry, the child cheered, raising his hands in the air.

"My name is Cheka!"

"Mmh! So Cheka, are you here all alone?" The boy pondered momentarily, trying to think what to answer before shaking his head side to side. "Nope! But I ran away from my bodyguards to look for you!"

You blinked in surprise, not expecting such an answer. "For me...?" You trailed off, pointing at yourself to be sure, and the lion cub nodded enthusiastically. "Don't you know it is bad to follow strangers?" For the second time, Cheka shook his head as if denying his actions. His tiny fists are raised over his chest while his tail wags excitedly.

"You are not a stranger! I saw you before!"

"Really?" With your mind wandering off trying to remember this particular lion club, you eventually gave up - too tired to use any of your brain cells for today. "Well, if I am not a stranger and you are alone, why don't we enjoy the festival first and look for your bodyguards?" You reached out your hand for him to take, which he did without hesitation. 

While you go around, hand in hand, and win some prizes to give to Cheka, he starts to engage in small talk about himself and his favorite Uncle. "Thank you, big sister (Nickname)! I always want to go and meet you after Uncle keeps mentioning you to Mother." Cheka met your eyes and giggled. 

"Cheka, if you don't mind me asking, who is your uncl-"

"So this is where you are hanging out?" In the blink of an eye, you watch as Cheka is being carried like a cat, but instead of thrashing around - the cub bursts out in fits of giggles as he tries reaching out to Leona, the culprit. "Unca Leona!" Letting the child dangle in the air, Leona looked at you, a sigh passing through his lips as if he had just discovered what was happening.

"So you ran away from your attendants again to meet my herbivore? Do you know how your father almost cried to me when he found out you escaped?"

"Hehe! Because I know you will look for me! And big sis (Nickname) is with me, so I am safe!" At this point, Leona might as well exhale his soul for the nth time, letting Cheka down on the floor before walking towards you with a very, very, very serious expression on his face.

With his palm on the cub's head to ensure he doesn't run off again, he leans in, trying to read your expression as you try not to laugh at the sudden revelation. "Did he say anything to you?" You try averting your gaze to anything but your lover's face before finally letting your laugh come out.

"Mmm, which part?" You hum playfully before sticking your tongue out at him. Obviously, on the losing side of the argument, the lion just shrugged it off and hugged you from behind, snugging his head into your shoulder and letting out a satisfied hum when you ruffled his head affectionately.

"I never thought you would mention me to your brother and sister-in-law. Sometimes, you are adorable, too."

"Well, of course. You are my girlfriend, after all, and how do you think I know what to gift you every time?"

Cheka yawned, trying to rub the sleepiness away from his eyes only to fail, leading him to tug on Leona's hand. "Uncle Leona, are we going home? I'm already sleepy..." Leona lifted the boy by holding him by his sides, switching his hold to make the cub snuggle comfortably to the lion's chest while hugging the teddy bear you won for him. 

"Yeah, it's time for you to go home. Say goodbye to (Name)." Cheka peeked his eyes towards you before giving you the puppy dog eyes, a powerful attack piercing your heart. "Can we still hang out after this?" He asked you ever so hopefully. You and Leona shared a glance before you stepped forward and patted the cub on his head. 

"Of course! Call your Uncle Leona on the phone if you want to chat, okay?"

"Mm!"

After that, there was never a day that Cheka failed to give you a call. He always talked about how his day at school and shared stories about Leona. 

[roseofthewind]

Okay but the idea of Furina falling in love with Neuvillette first kills me. It would be within that long 400-500 year span, and Furina would just be like nope. I can't do this. I can't confide in him anyway. So she bottles up her feelings and puts the bottle in the deepest drawer of her heart and just ignores it.

And Neuvillette, kindhearted as he is, is also so emotionally repressed that he does not realize he's been in love with Furina this whole time until after the events of the archon quest. By which point Furina assumes he doesn't even like her anymore as a friend because she lied to him for centuries. Do you see my pain.

[linogram]

update: scara boss is NOT good for yaoyao play style, everyones too far from yaoyao for her skill and even when i get the burst they still die ????

i can get away w my 40k hp and 122% er yaoyao when playing by myself bc her skill alone full heals my characters, but for scaras boss, kinda thinking i should run favonius where ill have 35.5k hp and 152% er, which still full heals my characters and i need the burst for his one shot one kill move

[sangoqueenkoko]

NEUVILLETTE

"it's not what you think it is"

fluff

HYDRO MASTERLIST | DRABBLE MASTERLIST

Drabble prompt: page 1: #50 = "it's not what you think it is."

Warnings? Nope! At least, I don't think so.

Contains Furina, Charlotte and Neuvillette of course!

757 words.

Well, well, well...

Look what we have here.

(Y/N), one of Fontaine's best lawyers.

The lawyer every caught criminal wishes to have as their defence, but Celestia forbids it if you are on the opposite side. They will certainly go to jail for whatever crime they committed, no matter how good or bad their alibi. If they're guilty, you will easily find that out. And vice versa.

But here you are, in the Iudex's office, standing in front of his desk as he sat with some paperwork of a court case that had just concluded. You were on the prosecutor's side of a robbery where the criminal took every piece of valuables they could hold and ran.

Ahem.

"Great work today, (L/N), as per usual," Neuvillette said approvingly and nodded as he put the current paperwork on the desk before him. Before he stood up and walked over to you with his usual soft eyes and smile.

You looked up at him as he lightly kissed your cheek.

Yes, you read that right.

You and Neuvillette have been secretly seeing each other without anyone noticing, not even Furina. Every 'date' you both go on is something subtle. It could just talking, he loves listening to you talk. He’s a great listener. And you love listening to him talk, his voice is smooth and calming. If you were to go out on a walk through the city or eat together, you would eat in his office where no one would suspect it, rather than in public. If one were to be let into the office simultaneously, one would think it's an important meeting… somehow, that may last a while, considering if you both eat there.

But when no one is there, things are different. Very different.

Neuvillette isn't one for physical affection, but he likes the kisses on the cheek and the back of the hands. And if he's in a good mood, a small kiss on the lips. Maybe. But that depends on both parties: him as well as you.

Aside from that, another case you were working on was significant; it reached all corners of Fontaine via mouth or The Steambird. Charlotte, whom you had gotten to know more about the more you spoke to her about cases and general day-to-day life. But in terms of work, she was due to talk to you and Neuvillette about the now-concluded trail to write in The Steambird, as the rest of Fontaine want to know what the Iudex and Jurist think of the whole ordeal.

But the two of you talked enough to make you friends.

"Not bad yourself, Monsieur" You smiled in return as you stood on your tiptoes to quickly return the light but sweet kiss. He liked it when you called him that. Not because it is a part of his title, because it is, but you just like saying it. As you aren't from Fontaine, you've never really had to say it, but now you can, you think it rolls off the tongue. "I think it's interesting how you, a stoic yet gentle being, can hold such trials like that yet not let your emotions slip."

"Ah, mon amour, but it's all with time past. I have done this for centuries; I have been used to this routine for a while now," he says as he gently lifts your chin to look at him with his index finger. His soft blue moonstone eyes meet your stunning (E/C) ones.

You both got lost in each other's eyes for what felt like an eternity, but it was only for a few short seconds.

The space between you two closed as he then pulled you closer by your waist before pressing his soft lips against yours. Both of you are immersed in the moment~

FLASH. Followed by a short CLICK.

"Monsieur Neuvillette!" the both of you hear towards the door. You two broke away from the moment before looking in that direction. Only to see an utterly shocked and flabbergasted Furina. Charlotte is standing beside her, Kamera in hand. That would be where the flash came from, "Mx. (L/N)! U-Uh-! What is the meaning of this??!"

Good luck trying to get Charlotte to not write about this in The Steambird this week.

"Lady Furina..!" Neuvillette began in a mild panic, his usual calm and collected demeanour slipping as you gently pushed yourselves apart and away from each other. Both your faces are different shades of blush.

"it's not what you think it is."

it’s exactly what you think it is lmao

[xcyphoz0a]

pleasepleaseplease- sagau archons by your choice with dragon reader???

Possessive much?

Gender neutral reader, fluff TW/CW: you’re pretty possessive, soft sagau. Character(s): Furina, Zhongli Word count: 489 Proofread: nope | Possessive much? Maybe, but you can’t really help it, can you? | A/N: ehe <3 (slightly crackhead because i just am one)

Perhaps it was because she knew another dragon in Fontaine, so the fact that you were a dragon didn’t really affect her much– considering there were a lot of other ‘species’ in Teyvat.

Though you as the creator was a completely different story– and she found it quite interesting as well as a shocker.

Adding on, she wasn’t quite used to your possessiveness towards her– of course, she is one popular person after all– who wouldn’t? But this is the creator that we’re talking about– you.

Maybe you liked Furina before you somehow magically teleported in the world, but you’re pretty–scratch that, strongly, possessive of the faux hydro archon.

Your arm has to be around her at all times or else you’d start to become slightly irked.

Furina thinks it’s pretty nice to be cared for and to be loved by her true self, and you’re also the creator! Plus points./j

While you know that all the others in Teyvat love you to bits, you still can help but feel the teensy(massive) amount of jealousy when you see the white haired girl interact with another dragon cough cough poor Neuvillette, he doesn’t know what he did wrong to earn your glares.

And if your tail’s somehow always in sight, it wraps around Furina with such ease and gentleness, pulling her into your embrace as you bury your face into her neck.

Once Furina’s more comfortable with you, she teases you a little, but indulges your little dragon antics, patting the top of your head as you huff in content.

How nice :) 

“I missed you…” “You always do…”

Another dragon! Which you already knew– of course.

Besides that, Zhongli is pleasantly surprised that you–the creator– is a fellow dragon like him!

He wishes to talk to you a lot, but then he remembers that you’re the creator, not someone in Teyvat, thus he doesn’t really talk to you, instead opting to converse with you in such respectful manner.

But when you start to show the miniscule amount of signs for the former geo archon to stay with you at all times, Zhongli gets the hint as he rests somewhere around your room, preferably closest to you.

At times when you pull him in an embrace, his eyes widen just the slightest bit as a blush creeps up his face, embarrassed yet happy that you found him as your ‘favourite’.

While it takes a considerable amount of time for him to be more comfortable with you, he isn’t against you being possessive with him, rather he reciprocates it in his own way.

And once he’s fully comfortable with you, not as the creator, the two of you are seen huddled up into little dragon noodles as Zhongli rambles on about his day, his voice lulling you to sleep as you both hold each other tight.

“About that Osmanthus wine, when are we going to have it again?” “Tomorrow, perhaps.”

[flan-tasma]

Hello, could you do some kissing scenarios with Furina?

I love your writing so much and hope you are having a great day

💖~ Furina is so pretty that I couldn't help but get excited when I saw this request. Thank you very much for your nice words and I hope you have a wonderful day too!

Warning: Nope now💖, GN!Reader | English is not my native language, so if I have made any mistakes in the translation, I am open to corrections | Content in spanish and english!

Spanish:

Furina jamás demostró el interés y el amor que sentía por ti antes, cuando tenía su papel como Arconte Hydro y se veía obligada a mantener una imagen gloriosa y política. Ella creía que una pareja amorosa sería difícil de mantener por su posición, por eso nunca hizo nada oficial ni dijo nada, pero siempre te lo demostró. Te mantenía a su lado, se aseguraba que tuvieras una vida cómoda y tranquila, te cuidaba mucho porque te amaba.

Cuando ya no era necesaria para ser la regente de la nación, por fin pudo respirar tranquilamente. Se tragó todo el aire que no pudo respirar en quinientos años y sintió que sus hombros caían por el cansancio, pero te miró a su lado, presenciando a los ciudadanos de Fontaine sobrevivir a lo que podría haber sido su muerte, y la miraste también. Puede que haya parecido asustada en un inicio, pero sus dedos que sostenían tus codos solo te decían que estaba pensando en todo lo que estaba pasando, y cuando la viste sonreír entendiste que no era algo necesariamente malo.

Te sostuvo, por fin, en sus brazos y te abrazó, se tomó un largo minuto para finalmente memorizar tu aroma que antes solo se había permitido de manera accidental. Se bebió tu perfume y la textura de tu cuerpo bajo tu ropa, se permitió ver tu rostro de cerca, con todos tus lunares y marcas, y acarició tu mejilla antes de besarte como siempre había hecho en sus sueños. Sus ojos lagrimearon, como alguien que come después de haber pasado hambre por años, y casi se suelta a llorar más cuando le correspondiste. Ese día había aprendido que le gustaba besarte más que a nada en el mundo.

Como humana, Furina amaba la tranquilidad de una vida doméstica. Le gustaba principalmente aprender de ti a “ser humana”, y entre esas miles de lecciones resulta muy difícil para ella no simplemente acercarse y buscar un nuevo beso. Como las costumbres son difíciles de dejar morir, siempre tiene algún comentario astuto con el que puede reclamar tus labios, como simplemente excusarse porque tú querías el beso primero y ella es tan amable que te lo concedió.

Un beso de buenos días y de buenas noches, y un beso se transforma en dos, luego en tres y al final ya no recuerdas cuantos besos compartieron, solo sienten la felicidad de la compañía. En secreto, disfruta más cuando tú te acercas a besarla, sin que ella te lo pida o sin tener una obligación. La amas porque así lo dice tu corazón, y Furina no puede evitar sentir su corazón derretirse ante la idea de que la ames hasta el punto en que aceptas su cercanía e incluso tú la inicias. Tu aceptación, tu reconocimiento es algo por lo que podría correr hasta el fin del mundo por tratar de conseguir, pero tú se lo das sin pedir algo más a cambio que no sea lo mismo. Ella está de acuerdo.

Es una romántica empedernida. Ha pasado mucho tiempo imaginando y fantaseando miles de escenarios románticos contigo hasta que grita contra la almohada y se contiene, está muy feliz de que no tiene que esconder su amor, por lo que trata de siempre cumplir con alguna de sus ensoñaciones o las tuyas; en un pícnic, mientras sirven té y pasteles, te roba un beso corto antes de que sirvas sus porciones; durante la hora del té, le gusta cuando te ofrece algo de comer, te lo quita y te besa en su lugar; o bajo la lluvia, cuando en vez de correr a refugiarse, bailan y levantan gotas de agua antes de besarte mientras te hace hacia atrás. Parece que no se queda sin ideas, y tal vez esa es la mejor parte.

English:

Furina never showed the interest and love she felt for you before, when she had her role as the Hydro Archon and was forced to maintain a glorious and political image. She believed that a loving partner would be difficult to maintain because of her position, that's why she never made anything official or said anything, but she always showed it to you. She kept you by her side, she made sure you had a comfortable and peaceful life, she took great care of you because she loved you.

When she was no longer needed to be the regent of the nation, she was finally able to breathe easy. She took all the air she couldn't breathe in five hundred years and felt her shoulders droop from exhaustion, but she looked at you next to her, witnessing the citizens of Fontaine survive what could have been the death of her, and you looked at her too. She may have seemed scared at first, but her fingers holding your elbows only told you that she was thinking about everything that was happening, and when you saw her smile, you understood that it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

She finally held you in her arms and hugged you, taking a long minute to finally memorize your scent that she had only allowed herself accidentally before. She drank in your perfume and the texture of your body under your clothes, she allowed herself to see your face up close, with all your moles and marks, and she caressed your cheek before kissing you like she had always done in her dreams. Her eyes watered, like someone who eats after being hungry for years, and she almost burst into tears when you reciprocated. That day, she had learned that she liked kissing you more than anything in the world.

As a human, Furina loved the tranquility of a domestic life. She mainly liked to learn from you how to “be human”, and among those thousands of lessons, it is very difficult for her not to simply reach out and look for a new kiss. Since customs are hard to let die, she always has some sly comment with which she can claim your lips, like simply making excuses because you wanted the kiss first and she is so kind that she granted it to you.

A good morning kiss and good night kiss, and one kiss becomes two, then three and in the end you no longer remember how many kisses you shared, you only feel the happiness of the company. Secretly, she enjoys it more when you approach her for a kiss, without asking you or having an obligation. You love her because your heart says so, and Furina can't help but feel her heart melt at the thought of you loving her to the point where you accept her closeness and even initiate it. Your acceptance, your recognition is something she could run to the end of the world to try to get, but you give it to her without asking for anything else in return that is not the same. She agrees.

She is a hopeless romantic. Has spent a lot of time imagining and fantasizing thousands of romantic scenarios with you until she screams into the pillow and holds back, she is very happy that she doesn't have to hide her love for you, so she always tries to fulfill some from her daydreams or yours; at a picnic, while serving tea and cakes, she steals a short kiss from you before you serve her portions; during tea time, she likes it when she offers you something to eat, she takes it from you and kisses you; or in the rain, when instead of running for cover, you dance and raise drops of water before kissing you while she pulls you back. She doesn't seem to run out of ideas, and maybe that's the best part.

[andromeda-nova-writing]

The Honor of Trying Not to Step on Your Foot

Fem!Reader

Summary: Wriothesley had a habit of skipping out on the more formal events within Fontaine. It was a habit he would not be breaking anytime soon, but he usually tried to at least show up for ten minutes before trying to slip away. Sometimes he would get lucky with something happening at the fortress. Normally he would just send Sigewinne in his place but circumstances at the Fortress require both of them to stay behind unknowing of if they will even show up.

Words: 2,502

AN: It's my birthday week and I choose the self-indulgence fic to post. And sometimes a girl dreams of a dance that never happened. Happy early birthday to me. In seriousness. I used this as a chance to practice writing for Navia.

“So are you here under medical personnel for Fontaine?” Naiva asked as the two of them looked over the selection of macaroons Before them.

“No. They don't invite pharmacists to these soirées usually.” Y/N answered. 

Naiva smiled at her downplaying the event they were at. “So you're here with your mother. Some big shot invite the two of you to show off her artwork?” She guessed again.

“Nope. My mom is at home painting for some big shot though.” Y/N laughed at how she could see the wheels turning in her head trying to guess what was going on.

Naiva frowned with worry. “Please tell me you aren't back together with that guy.” She stated with worry thinking about how often Y/N was at events like this during her previous engagement.

“No. That guy could eat dirt for all I care. I cut him off for good.” She reminded her.

Relief washed over her face. “That's good. I was afraid that I was about to talk you out of that relationship for the night.” It was something Navia only brought up cause she knew for a fact that she saw Y/N’s ex earlier when she got here.

“You know I could tell you why I'm here instead of guessing.”

“And take all the fun out of me using my detective skills? No way. It's been a minute since I've seen you. We should have fun with this.”

Y/N laughed. “Okay. Have your fun. Do you want a hint?”

“A small one.”

“I'm here in place of someone in case they can't show up.”

“Did something happen?”

“Yes, but it's not like they enjoy showing up to these events anyway.”

Naiva racked her brain thinking over the details she knew about Y/N’s life. “Are you two close?”

“Yes.” She smiled as she thought of the person Naiva tried to guess.

“Do you work with this person?” 

“More of for.” She answered even though it wasn’t fully accurate. 

Naiva took a bite of a macaroon to fuel her brain as she thought of why Y/N could be here. “Are you here for Wriothesley or Sigewinne?”

“Both.”

“Both?”

“Mostly for Wriothesley. Sigewinne still may show up. She's excited to see Neuvillette.” Y/N explained. “I got called to show up here last minute.”

“Oh, why's that?” 

“Something happened at the Fortress. I don't know the details though. If I wasn't told that I would have thought Wriothesley was just trying to get out of a public appearance again.”

Naiva laughed. “I heard that Charlotte plans on camping out just to get an interview from him.”

Y/N shook her head. “Poor girl. She's not getting one.”

“You have to admire her determination at least.” 

“That you do.” Y/N began moving away from the dessert table they were standing at with Naiva following. “So you and Clorinde? How's reconnecting going?”

“It's been going well. We even found a new tabletop game to try out. It's not exactly like old times but it's still good.” She explained. “She even helped me pick out a dress for this evening.”

“Ah, that sounds like it was fun. At least one of you gets to have fun dressing up. Even though Furina isn't in charge anymore, she still ends up having to work on these events. Probably be more enjoyable as a guest.”

“I feel like that depends on the company you have around you during these. Also when you dance cause you want to and not cause you’re being shown off.” 

Naiva laughed. “Well, have you gotten the chance to dance yet?”

“I was asked before I found you over here but there’s only one person I really want to dance with and that’s not guaranteed. Plus dancing with someone who demands you use their full title is such a turnoff.” Y/N reasoned.

She laughed. “Well, you are at least doing a great job representing the current administration of the Fortress.”

“Except that Wriothesley likes his title, he just hates just about everything else that title requires of him.” Y/N rolled her eyes. “I swear anytime I hear someone refer to him as “Your Grace,” I think I’m going to go insane.”

“So what do you call him while you are working down there?”

“His name usually.”

“Usually?” She teased.

“Also ‘Ri’. I’ve known him long enough for him to have a nickname for him.”

“I’ve known you longer and I don’t have a nickname.”

“You don’t have a name I had to spend a week to remember how to spell.” Y/N reasoned.

Navia frowned. “I’ll give you that.” She would have to live a life without a nickname from her. Oh well. “So you still want to dance for fun?”

“Are you offering?” She remembered the last time she danced with Navia at one of these events. “Last time you stepped on my foot.”

“It was an accident. How many times do I have to apologize?”

“Until someone steps on my foot worse.”

“Ugh. You know I hope you step on someone's foot one day so you would know how bad I feel.” 

“That wouldn't happen though. My mother put me through so many dancing and singing classes as a kid. Such is being a child of a family of artists, I know too many artistic talents even if I won't use them.”

“Well, you should use one of them now. It's either dancing or eating more desserts.”

“Well, will one of my dearest friends care to dance?” Y/N asked with a playful curtsy. 

“I would love the honor of trying not to step on your foot.” She accepted mimicking her actions with a laugh.

The two of them moved across the ballroom not taking the dance too seriously. There was the occasional twirl of each other every now and then. It was loose and fun. Their dance wasn’t anywhere as formal as anyone else on the floor. It was something that reminded Y/N how much she missed dancing.

Even though she worked in Fontaine above and the underworld she still had time for her hobbies. Most of her hobbies now had become reading books and being a model for one of her mother’s paintings when she needed a reference—maybe baking as well. However, that was more of a hobby she picked up from being friends with Navia. It was fun to exchange recipes. 

It was during one of the times Navia was spinning her that she had flung her right into a person. It happened so quickly that she didn't even see who it was right away. Naiva let out a laugh letting go of Y/N’s hand.

“So sorry.” Y/N looked up at the person she was apologizing to. “You made it.” She moved into a hug which Wriothesley returned.

“I got everything taken care of. I don’t think Sigewinne was going to let me even skip once I told her that you were here standing in for us.”

Navia looked over the two of them. For two people who were supposedly single, their actions said otherwise. She knew their working relationship had grown into a close friendship since Y/N had begun helping out in the infirmary of the Fortress. But even this was too intimate of a hug between just friends with how close they held each other. 

She had always kept her business with the Fortress to a minimum. All that the Spina di Rosula helped within the Fortress was supplies and logistics. In the meetings that she had with that man, she found it exhausting to only be improved by good tea. In all her interactions she couldn’t see any similarities between how he usually acted and how he was acting now.

His normally cold eyes were filled with so much warmth as he looked over Y/N. His hands lingered on her as they pulled apart from the hug. They looked as if everyone else here was invading what should have been a private moment.

Y/N turned with a hand pointing at Navia. It was almost like she had only just remembered that she was there as well. “It hasn’t been too boring at all. I’ve been in good company all night. I believe I don’t have to introduce the two of you.” 

“Are you two close?” Wriothesley asked. 

“My mother did a painting of her parents before they passed. So while my mother got the initial sketches, my grandmother tried to teach us how to cross stitch.”

“You had such a natural talent for it.” Navia thought back on the childhood memory.

“You must be misremembering. I couldn’t thread the needle and I kept picking colors that clashed.” Y/N explained.

Navia laughed. “I still have the little cross stitches we did in Poisson. They have a bit of water damage but it's still proof enough that you did well.”

Y/N shook her head. “It doesn’t matter when you are the one who kept the hobby. You could run circles around me now.” She looked back at Wriothesley finishing the answer to his question. “We don’t see each other too often but we try to keep in touch. Mostly letters in between meetings.”

Wriothesley took his hand off Y/N’s back. “Then I’ll let the two of you be. Maybe I can send you in place of me at these things with Navia here to keep you company. You both looked like you were having fun dancing.”

Navia could see his face fall a bit. Even though he could be annoying to work with he was at least respectful. But holding even the obvious to see cards against his chest was going to hurt him at least emotionally one day. Maybe she only thought that as someone who described even herself as having her heart on her sleeve. 

“Actually I stepped a bit weird while we were dancing. It would be best if I rest my ankle for now.” She lied. “You should take my place as her dance partner.”

“Oh, I couldn’t.” Wriothesley tried to turn down the idea. “You two could go sit and talk. The type of dancing I know involves a boxing ring anyway.”

Navia wanted to roll her eyes so badly. Why was he being so dense? Was he always this dense and she hadn't noticed it? “Her mother had her in so many dance classes that I'm sure she could teach you.”

“I wouldn't say I'm so good that I can teach?”

“You downplay yourself. Surely you've known her just long enough to know when she's being hard on herself.” Was it so hard for them to enjoy a bit of romance?

“I don't want to impose. I probably see her more than you anyway. You two should spend time together.” Wriothesley was not even going to have a chance to slip away from this. Events like this just always felt so stuffy to him. His shirt already felt buttoned up too high. He really thought he found a way out of this place.

Navia pinched the bridge of her nose before looking back at the two of them. She mentally apologized to Y/N. “I was told earlier how there was someone Y/N really wanted to dance with. Now she never told me who but I'm sure that wasn't with me.” She crossed her arms before continuing. “You two should enjoy yourselves. Y/N you'll be a wonderful teacher. I'm going to rest my ankle. Now would you please just dance with my friend.” It was more of a demand than a question.

Navia turned away, walking off perfectly fine for someone who said her ankle hurt from stepping wrong. She made a beeline over to where Clorinde, Sigewinne, and Neuvillette were talking. She must have already said something about what had happened as the three of them looked over at Wriothesley and Y/N. They all looked so tired and annoyed by their behavior.

Y/N turned her head to face Wriothesley. “Look, we don't have to dance if you don't want to. I know you would rather sneak away from here maybe find a nice bar and get a beer instead.”

Wriothesley smiled. “You aren't wrong. I just don't fit in here. I mean I showed up with a fresh cut on my face.” He pushed his bangs back showing off the wound that Sigewinne had already closed up. It wasn't anything too deep. Sigewinne even said that he would probably be healed in a day or two. His hand dropped back to his side letting his hair fall back in place.

Y/N laughed. “I was going to say you just look uncomfortable. You usually have your tie so loose. I don't think I've ever seen it on you properly.”

“Looks weird, doesn't it?”

“A bit but other than that cut, I think you clean up nice.” Her eyes wandered to the floor before meeting his again. “If you're going to go sneak out, could I at least walk you to the door? Maybe I could at least help it make it look like you aren't sneaking away and it more like you were needed at the fortress again.”

Wriothesley laughed. The band that had been playing should have stopped their playing so she could have better heard the song that played before her. “Careful. I might take you up on that then you'll never get that dance.”

Y/N rolled her eyes. “I should remind her what is and isn’t a private conversation.”

“So do I get to know who you wanted to dance with or was Navia trying to get you to settle for me?” He teased.

“I don’t want to force you.”

Wriothesley took her hand. “And miss out on how happy you looked spinning around in that gown. I think I can survive one attempt at dancing before I try and sneak out.” He pulled her back in close. “Show me how.” He mimicked the positions others were holding their dance partner.

She normally had an easy time meeting his gaze. But this felt all too public knowing how much Wriothesley valued his privacy. Why did she feel so shy all of a sudden? She's made out with the man enough times to where this should be nothing. “Even with them watching?” She pointed her head over to where the group of their friends had gathered.

“They were bound to find out soon enough. I wouldn’t be surprised if Sigewinne already told them.” He let go of her hand and moved it below her chin, raising her head back up to look him in the eyes. “Now would my dance instructor teach me what to do? I’ve managed to avoid dancing at these things as long as possible so I may be a little clueless on this.” “Last chance to try and sneak out.” She warned.

“I’ll take my chances here with you. I could sneak out later if I do really bad.” He let go of her chin and went back to holding her hand.

Y/N laughed. “Then I’ll have to sneak out to comfort you, won’t I?”

[draco-glacialis]

The Squad: *walking at the mall*

Clorinde: Hey, have any of you guys seen Arlecchino? They’ve been gone for a while..

Lynette: Eh, nope.

Freminet: No, I haven’t...

Furina: Probably ran off to McDonald’s or something.

Arlecchino: Hey.

Clorinde: Ooh, there you are-

Lynette: What the fu-

Furina: I- where were you?!

Arlecchino: Walking right behind you guys.

[another-goblin]

4.2 SPOILERS (sort of)

Throughout the new story update I've been fluctuating between whether I'm going to do a couple of pulls for Furina or NOPE.

Final verdict: give me my precious baby asap, game!!!

Convicted to 500 years of hugs and telling her how well she did.

And Focalors too.

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Could I request March 7th, Ei, Furina, and Navia with a partner who makes plushies?

(H:SR/Genshin Impact) March 7th, Ei, Furina, and Navia's S/O making a plushie of them

I wish for a marketable plushie of Navia.

March almost squeals when she sees a tiny, soft version of herself resting on her bed.

And judging by S/O's proud smile, they were the creator.

(March 7th) "S/O, did you make this?! It's SOOO cute!"

(S/O) "I tried hard to capture your essence. Think I did a good job?"

(March 7th) "It's PERFECT! Come on, take a picture of me holding the plush!"

She absolutely loves the plush. Every night she sleeps, March hugs onto it tightly.

Even forgoing hugging S/O in favor of holding their very cute plushie, much to their dismay.

Ei smiles a little when she sees the plushie of herself that S/O brought in.

Unlike most items depicting herself, this plushie was also smiling, and admittedly did look quite cute.

Ei could tell it was handcrafted, which meant even more to her.

(S/O) "What do you think?"

(Ei) "It is the most interesting take I've seen thus far. Do you plan on producing this for the rest of Inazuma?"

(S/O) "Nope! It's only for you."

Ei chuckles, gently picking the plush up and admiring the detail.

(Ei) "Then I shall treasure it for eternity."

Furina looked extremely pleased at the sight of looking at a miniaturized version of herself.

S/O had even managed to capture her smug personality, and different blue eyes.

(Furina) "Hm, a fine job you have done, S/O!"

(S/O) "If it could talk and brag about itself, then I'd call it a 100% recreation."

(Furina) "I'll have you know, I can do a much better job than some plush telling people how amazing I am! After all, you are here with me because of it!"

(S/O) "Hah, right."

Truth be told, she absolutely adores it. She takes care of the plush and makes sure there is no dust on it zealously.

Not that she'd tell S/O that, lest they tease her relentlessly for it.

Navia gasps as she suddenly snatches the plushie of herself, her smile growing bigger with every second.

(Navia) "How long did this take to make?! It's incredible!"

(S/O) "Oh man, the details of your dress and hair wasn't easy, I'll say that much-"

Navia puts the plushie down before grabbing their cheeks, and pulling them into a strong kiss.

After pulling back, S/O was stunned.

(Navia) "Thank you for such an amazing gift! I demand a plushie of yourself to go with mine this instant!"

Navia keeps the plushes of herself and S/O always close together in her room.

They were kept in a fancy glass case to ensure no dust got into them, just for the extra mile.