"Venti stans are low key annoying complaining about Venti not being the main focus of the Windblume festival."
First off we do not care. Second off ok???? Literally every character stan complains about their fave not getting enough screen time hop off.
It isn't even about screen time for me. It's about the fact that Venti hasn't truly felt like Venti in several updates. The last time he truly felt like himself was during Weinlesefest but even then he still didn't feel like the Venti we met all the way back during the first archon quest. And I don't wanna hear "hE hAd cHaRaCtEr dEvLoPmEnT." Cause no that isn't what happened, he regressed as a character. He's becoming fanon Venti in game. He gets used for alcohol jokes and Paimon calls him lazy then he dips. 🙄
"He was just in the Lantern Rite.." Shut Up. Shut Up. Shut all the fucking way up! He was terrible in LR and honestly if you cut Venti out of LR you basically have the same event. He did literally nothing of substance and he shouldn't have been there at all.
The first Windblume festival centered around Venti and showed us more of Venti being Mondstadt's archon. The second Windblume festival has barely anything to do with him. Excuse us if we're fucking disappointed, we have every right to be. Like I said literally every character's stans complain about them not getting enough screen time. Yeah sure if every Mondstadt event centered Venti it'd get old but the biggest problem is they decided to center a MONDSTADT EVENT around fucking SUMERU CHARACTERS. Fucking Collei gets more screen time than any Mondstadt character. Which wouldn't be a problem but this is a main Mondstadt event. Even though Venti was in LR 3 he wasn't a main focus he was a background character to the rest of the cast. Which is what Collei should've been cut out Tighnari and Cyno.
Mondstadt has so many underutilized characters and their screen time got spliced for the Sumeru fuckers who already have too much screen time. The entire last five updates have had Cyno in almost everything and Tighnari as well and while Collei has less screen time than them she has yet to be under used. If this was about Collei meeting up with Amber again they could've had that in a different event. If this was about Collei facing her anxiety it could've happened in a different event. They should've just had Sucrose helping Mondstadters cause guess what? You think this is going to be the last time a nation's event gets characters bombarding in? Hell no Fontaine is coming soon we're one hundred percent going to get nation festivals with random characters that have nothing to do with anything probably until the end of the game.
We'll see how happy ya'll are when your fave gets less screen time for some randos that have nothing to do with the nation you care about.
141 notes
·
View notes
star baker
since i finished lightfall in the middle of the dawning i'm saying delphi did too. people who care about his well being won't let him bury himself in killing things, so he's burying himself in cookies instead.
crow/guardian, ~900 words
++
When Crow entered Delphi’s quarters, he didn’t immediately see the Oracle, though the sounds of soft music and a knife against a cutting board coming from the kitchen made it apparent why. He did, however, see Delphi’s Ghost floating idly by a bookshelf. She turned as he came in.
“Oh! Crow!” she said, seeming surprised. “I didn’t know you were coming today. Happy Dawning.”
“Happy Dawning, Artemis,” he said, curious at her tone. He walked over, glancing past her toward the other room. “Is there a reason I shouldn’t be here?”
“No,” she said. “Just…”
He smiled, faintly. “Is there a reason you’re out here?” The question was punctuated by a particularly aggressive sounding chop from the kitchen.
Artemis hesitated.
“Is he all right?” Crow asked. That was a pointless question, he knew. Of course Delphi wasn’t all right. It had been just over a week since the Witness had gotten to the Traveler. Just over a week since Delphi had stopped being able to hear it. He had tried to stay in Neomuna and help with the ongoing effort there, but even Osiris had advised him to take a break and recover.
“No. And he’s ignoring it,” Artemis said quietly. “You know how he is.”
“I’ll try to talk to him,” Crow said, stepping around her. He heard the sound of Glint materializing as he went, staying behind to talk to Artemis.
He walked through into the small kitchen, pausing to watch his partner who hadn’t noticed him yet. Delphi was standing at the counter, chopping an apple into small pieces, with his hair tied back and an apron on. His face was set in what looked like anger, a harsh contrast to the otherwise warm scene, and each chop of the knife was a little too forceful.
“That apple say something to offend you?” Crow asked.
It took a moment for Delphi to look at him, his expression only changing a little to add confusion to the irritation.
“What?”
Crow gestured at the fruit under his knife. “I’ve just never seen someone cut fruit with so much rage before,” he said. “Are you all right?” he asked, tone softer.
Delphi stared at him and then abruptly looked back down and kept chopping. “I’m fine,” he said.
Crow opened his mouth to protest, but he didn’t get a chance before Delphi continued.
“I’m fine,” he said again, more forcefully. “In fact, I’m better than fine! I’m great! I’m happy! It’s the Dawning, after all, I should be hopeful and happy. And why wouldn’t I be! I’m alive, aren’t I? I’ve still got my Ghost, still got my Light. That’s more than a lot of people have!”
He didn’t look at Crow as he spoke, still furiously dicing, the knife hitting the cutting board each time with a little more anger.
“I’m still alive to fight another day! Loss isn’t defeat, that’s what everyone keeps telling me! So I’m great. Everything could end at any second and I’m making cookies because it’s the Dawning and I’m supposed to be happy—”
As he brought the knife down again, voice raised, it slipped and the blade dug into his finger. Delphi jerked his hand back with a hiss and shook it, the wound almost immediately sealing as Artemis noticed from the other room.
“Delphi—”
He slammed the knife point first into the cutting board and just held it for a moment, breathing hard, before he looked at Crow again. Almost glaring at him.
“I’m fine.”
He looked back down and Crow could see the muscles in his jaw working, a slight shudder working it’s way into his breathing. Crow walked over, cautiously considering Delphi still had a knife in his hand and Crow knew he spent far too much time around hunters. Gently, he pulled Delphi’s hand away from the knife, meeting no resistance, and held it to his chest for a moment before putting his arms around him. Almost immediately, Delphi leaned into him, burying his face against Crow’s chest, fingers digging into his shirt.
Crow didn’t say anything, not sure there was anything he could say or anything he needed to say. Everything Delphi had been repressing since losing the Veil had reached its boiling point. So he just held him while he cried.
Eventually, Delphi leaned back slightly and looked at Crow. The anger was gone from his expression and he just looked tired.
“It’s just so quiet,” he said softly. “And I don’t know what to do.”
Crow tucked a loose strand of hair behind Delphi’s ear, cupping his jaw and lightly kissing his forehead.
“I think… we should make cookies,” he said.
Delphi stared at him, his lips twitching in something that wasn’t quite a smile. “Cookies won’t bring the Traveler back.”
“No. But they might bring you back.”
Delphi sniffed and then sighed. He nodded once. “Yeah. Okay.” He stepped back.
“Maybe let me do the chopping though,” Crow said. “Unless we’re flavoring these with radiolarian?”
Delphi huffed, smiling. He moved aside, letting Crow pull the knife out of the cutting board. “I tried that one year…” he said thoughtfully, as he started measuring other ingredients into a bowl. “Not my own, obviously,” he added, quickly.
“No, of course not, because that would be gross,” Crow said.
“It’s not as bad as you’d think,” Delphi insisted, a laugh in his voice.
“I’ll take your word for it…”
9 notes
·
View notes