#fxtuii

[diverse-hearts-ocs]

@fxtuii continued from [X]

Oh! Why did it seem as though every pyro agent was as annoying as this one!? Maybe there was some blame on her part for having came here without wearing her full uniform, so maybe it was difficult to tell that she too was a Fatui - but she was not going to allow anyone to get away with talking to her like that! Hand on hip, she leaned in closer to him, her other hand pulling out her fatui badge to wave infront of his stupid face! "We are supposed to be on the same team here...yet you go and lie through your teeth on the first question that I ask you! Are you truly this useless....or just trying to get into a fight?"

[diverse-hearts]

@fxtuii asked:

❤️ Pocky game between Kaeya and Trisha ??? :3

It’s Pocky Day!

He'd been siting just outside Angel's Share, twirling a pocky stick between his teeth as he watched people walk on by, a few of the woman seeming to blush slightly when they caught onto what he was attempting to hint towards, but quickly hurrying away when he gestured for them to come closer. There was some enjoyment to be found in the act of simply teasing them, but he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that no one seemed brave enough to approach him.

He sighed, biting the current stick in half, before he took a sip of his drink, his gaze lifting as a shadow fell over him, a small smirk soon forming as he gazed at the stranger. "Why, hello there beautiful. Are you here to play?", he chuckled lightly as he motioned for her to sit across from him, an eyebrow raised in surprise as she produced her own box of pocky. Oh? Someone who wished to tease him? What a nice change of pace!

With a short laugh, he placed his drink to one side, waiting for her to set up their game, before leaning over the table, carefully starting to bite along the length of the sweet treat, his gaze locked onto the lady across from him. It was rather obvious rather quickly that he had no intentions of losing this game ~

[resolutepath]

✵ ( may i request a Childe and Liev or Arth and Diluc ??? from fxtuii ??)

Their first impression of your muse: Undedicated, weak, distracted but generally pretty apathetic either way to Arth. He was a noble who upheld the values of his family and put his entire being into training so he saw Arth as his antithesis. As would be expected of him, he made an attempt to reach out and help him and would at one point have considered him a casual friend, but there was always an awareness of how differently they viewed their positions within the Knights.

Current impression: Odious, vile, filthy wretch. To see his face disgusts him, to hear his name makes his lips curl in revulsion. Arth to Diluc is pathetic, someone who does not deserve thought for the treacherous way he behaves. He would endeavour to bring Arth to justice if he could stand to stay in the same room as him, but instead he believes that in time this cowering to the strong act will collapse and The Fatui will remember he betrayed Mondstadt, there's nothing stopping him betraying them to when a stronger power comes along.    

Are they attracted to your muse?: No unless you could attracted to punching him in the face. It is a severe temptation DIluc must endure, but he is a refined gentleman and instead will simply bar Arth from his establishment and makes sure he knows what a pathetic insect he things he is. 

Something they find frightening about your muse: Nothing, he does not fear Arth at all. He would pity him if he cared enough to do so. (Perhaps how easily he sold his home out to others, abandoned the principles of the Knights and gave up everything he knew to betray them).

Something they find adorable about your muse: Nothing. (At best, I can manage how he thinks this little situation of his is stable, that he can't see how shaky his foundations are and how the wrong move with crush everything he gained in his act of betrayal. )

Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?: No way. There's nothing there to sacrifice for. He'd quite happily be the one putting a blade to Arth's throat if his treachery became something worse for Mondstadt. 

Would my muse go on a date with yours?  platonic/romantic:  Not a chance.  

One word my muse would use to describe yours: Vermin 

Would my muse slap yours if they could?: If it would make a difference and wake him up, then maybe. But it wouldn't and he'd prefer not to act in such a way when he can simple deal with matters in better ways.

Would my muse hug/kiss yours?: No, never.

↪ Send ✵ and my muse will answer the following. // @fxtuii ( not accepting! )

[primowishes]

w/ @fxtuii {x}

To the Doctor, it was the principle of having information withheld from him more than it was about the nature of the records themselves. And, indeed, with much of it, Reby was correct in thinking that Dottore would have no interest in the petty issues of those that were a dime a dozen to him.

As such, as the files were offered to him, he lifted them, flicking through without even a glance at the contents before pushing them again towards her. Boredom palpable in the air about him--though his expression remained unchanged from before--he listened only because it was what he'd asked for, half an ear keened to anything that might recapture his attention.

And some of it did--very little, but something, nonetheless.

"Something mixed in that alters his psyche? Explain." Dottore didn't care whether an agent might be traumatized; it was beneath his notice, delegated elsewhere. He only cared about what was interesting or what he could use.

"And that other agent, the highest memory aptitude, I want a pin in that one as well. If the evaluation is correct, I want it reported to me." And he would decide after what, if anything, he would want to do about it.

[melatoninburst]

💋 Shanice and Liev, fxtuii ( give me the curse tm)

smooches: accepting

What likely would be canon:

For our cursed purposes:

( @fxtuii cause i forgor the tag )

[sylvctica]

@viigilant replied:

Xiao would panic and gather *all* the leaves and sticks and stuff them on top. Teleportation style.

@momdstadt replied:

klee is going to place a few flowers in the goo.

@curiouskinetic replied:

sob and dump as much elemental energy as she can muster on them fdsJHFDSJ

@drolliic replied:

Aether is gonna gather them in a bottle and keep them safe until he figures how he can help properly

      Okay, at least they know some people would do their best in an icky situation ...

      ( Though you will need a very big bottle for that. )

@erabundus replied:

sprinkle miracle-gro

@fxtuii replied:

Geo Semperviteris vc : mlem !

      ... while you two, they would not trust with their gelatinous corpse.

[csial]

@fxtuii summoned.

"You bear the reek of that infernal creature..."

Lips curl with barely concealed disgust as Osial looks upon the fatuus on the shores of Guyun, wondering what more this organisation can demand of him. It is only the power he holds that keeps this one alive... remembering days of old killing that infernal feline to silence him.

"Speak quickly before I send you to your next death..."

[fatedevour]

  “  Don’t move.  “

   A hand lifts to bar the pryo agent from moving back towards where the sound had come from. He rather LIKED this one, it would be a shame if something were to happen to him so quickly. (Once he was disappointed, perhaps. But so far Dottore had saw POTENTIAL in him, or at least someone of similar passion to his hobby.)

    “  It seems someone decided to try to play SPY despite the warning’s given.  “  As if the Fatui weren’t a warning in of themselves. Dottore lowers his hand to instead point towards the sand dunes several meters away where a hooded figure was trying to trail after them. Only the sound of wind blowing grains of sand filled the air for a few seconds. But after a minute, the ground shook and a large mechanical wyrm erupted from the sand to devour the victim, mechanical parts whirling as it moved through the air before sinking back into the sand.

    Dottore shook his head.  “  People LOVE to play regardless of warnings, don’t they?  “  At least when Dottore chased after something and fiddled in something dangerous, he did it with wholehearted passion. Unlike these people who were dancing with mere crumbs of intrigue.  “  On the bright side, that’s what we were looking for.  “  He offers.

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music based starter call for @fxtuii​​​ song: Misfit Toys - Pusha T

[cpirits]

(( VIOLENT RP PROMPTS. || 🔥 or 'burn' // sender burns receiver | from Liev to Gorou ( @fxtuii , i'm so sorry, generators chose violence :o )

★ ━━━━━━ He was in the grip of the enemy, they had his head in their hand, pulling his hair. Gorou's tail was fluffed in panic, he smelled the heat from the arrow that burned off in the other's hand, his eyes widening as the hot arrow was pressed into his side.

He howled in pain, giving a shrill whine, ears pinned back against his skull. "B-Bastard!!" The General got out as he was released and collapsed into the sand, curling into a ball, still screaming and whimpering from the pain. Gorou knew his sides were always open, as an archer he knew the risks he took, but it had caught up to him.

[papilio-anima]

@fxtuii / Liev (cont.) " Did you get any corpses of my coworkers ? " The charcoal haired man asked bluntly. Some agents had gone missing lately and as much as his comrades enjoyed the optimism of them simply being missing, Liev stuck closer to realism, the missing guys were likely dead. And when there were corpses this person likely had her hand on them.

The funeral director's features formed into a teasing smirk as she noticed the usual coldness coming from the pyro agent. Ironic considering the opposition in elements. Then again the same thing could almost be said about her. Although similar in vision use, she was tasked with dealing with the cold reality of death on a regular basis.

"Ahh..you are certainly a delight as always my dear Fatui~" she remarked in almost a sing-song tone. As if she were trying to lessen the seriousness. Then again this was the deceased they were discussing. A topic she couldn't exactly make light of for too long.

"If you must know, my undertakers have reported they have gathered a few expired bodies late last night. So I had them delivered back to the funeral parlor. We have been waiting for further instruction for your organization since then." she added folding her arms across her chest.

"Of course, since you are one of our more elite clients you do get special discounts, and this includes a reduced cost on the cadaver collection.~"

[diverse-hearts-ocs]

@fxtuii continued from [X]

Of course the agent wasn't to know that Garth was rather immune to Pyro energy, his delusion glowing from where it was hidden beneath his cloak - but he still quickly leapt away when the flames wrapped around the other male, summoning a curtain of hydro as a means of 'protection' against the intent heat, his gaze drifting towards were the noise had come from. Guess that meant that Elyon was fighting too.

"You really shouldn't chase after me - I didn't hit anything vital but it'll still slow you down for a bit", he glanced back at the other man. Maybe it was foolish to end this here - maybe he really should just kill him instead of having this constant thorn digging at his side, but he'd never really been one to enjoy ending lives - and it felt as though on this occasion, letting him live would piss him off more.

"But, your not gonna listen and we'll no doubt see one another again soon", he sighed, taking a few steps back towards the edge of the hill they'd been fighting on, a hand raised in parting, "So, see you later I guess"

[diverse-hearts]

@fxtuii asked:

"I can keep this going all day. Just say the word." ( from Liev , fxtuii, at whoever you feel like hurting ;3 )

Ask - From The Old Blog ~

Ouch! That had to be another broken bone or two, the bard hissing slightly as he heard the crunch as he received another violent kick to the side of his ribs. All his fault for getting a little too close to this camp he guessed, but he'd wanted to try and figure out what the Fatui were doing this close to the city walls - he just wasn't expecting for there to be a cat, therefore setting off his allergies and easily giving away his position - and he wasn't foolish enough to turn into a wisp either. Though he'd feel no pain in such a form, he would be even more trapped. "Are you just bored? Why keep this up for all day? As I've said, I have nothing to say", he sighed, crawling slowly up to his knees, coughing rather violently. He didn't want to give away who he was either, so he was trying to conserve his power too, anemo wrapping around his form as he blasted away those that had been holding him down. "I highly suggest we end this play, as this is where we should partway".

[resolutepath]

💌 ( from fxtuii , hi ~)

I love your little crew of OCs over here and all their interpersonal dynamics and the way they weave with the story. Part of why I started exploring NPCs was because I wanted to see more of their life off the page, the mundanities of being in The Fatui and the workplace drama etc and boy do you explore all that in a riveting way. I love Liev of course, but also the rest of the roster and how they all fit in to nations or what's happening, the things they are dealing with and how they cope. Also I love your enthusiasm and know I do truly enjoy the little tags and notes with our shared canon interactions, about Childe, Liev and Nadia etc. It does give me a smile when I see one pop up!

LOVE LETTERS. // still accepting (tentatively)

[primowishes]

"..."

She's not actually that thrilled that she ticks so many boxes in common with him. He doesn't even like cats...

@fxtuii

[grislyintentions]

Ruby hues observed the fledglings agents running around for training, a clear disappointment felt as Liev deeply sighed. " If they get any slower, they will grow roots." The raven haired man remarked sarcastically to himself. Turning around upon hearing someone's footsteps, his heart missing a beat from surprise before the pyro agent kneeled immediately in front of his goddess, falling into a respectful silence.

( from @fxtuii , From Liev to Tsaritsa ?? )

The winters of Snezhnaya are known to be brutal and harsh. But nothing quite compares to the chill that creeps in with the Tsaritsa's presence. So devoid of colour apart from her extremities, stained a pale blotchy blue, one could almost mistake her for a wraith as she descends the steps and onto the training grounds.

"You may rise." Her expression is inscrutable beneath her mourning veil when she addressed the kneeling pyro agent.

"Child of Snezhnaya. Declare your name and rank. I come with something important in mind."

@fxtuii

[frozcnlight]

@fxtuii asked: " Why are you so worked up over this ? " from Liev

General Sentences, Vol. 16 - always accepting

“I-I’m not! It’s just…”, the female huffed. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest - she clearly just didn’t want to admit that she was indeed worked up. Her glance was fixated on a table a tad further away - shortly before, it was occupied by two guys from the adventurer’s guild. After they left? The table was an utter mess. Wine was spilled everywhere and the wooden surface of the table was clearly damaged. So much, that she had left out a scream earlier once she saw it.

“...I just cannot believe how messy people can be. May, I hope they never want a partner. Because if their homes look like this, every person will run away from there screaming.”