#ig she deserves a tag

[wormboytrav]

eumelia of the eaden variety

[m1d-45]

Midas, i'm FREE!

Work has been EXHAUSTING since the last time we chatted on tumblr, but i think your request box is open, and i'm feeling a request of cuddling otters of fontaine with platonc/sisterly bond with Siegewinne!

OTTERS! I fucking LOVE those little guys they look so fluffy!

And Siegewinne is so adorable and has Wrio for a -cough Father/boss cough- so Yeah.

-🥘Stew

a wondrous earth

note: i definitely did not realize that you didn't mention sagau at midnight so. just pretend okay shhh

word count: 2k

-> warnings: nothing explicit but does take place post-fontaine AQ and kinda assumes you know the lore.. containes a few wink/nudge references at most.

-> gn reader (you/yours)

taglist: @samarill || @sarienic || @valeriele3 || @shizunxie || @boba-is-a-soup || @yuus3n || @esthelily || @turningfrogsgay || @cupandtea24 || @genshin-impacts-me || @chaoticfivesworld || @raaawwwr || @ryuryuryuyurboat || @undrxtxd || @rainswept || @wanderersqt || @rozz-eokkk

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teyvat was beautiful. even through a screen, you could lose yourself wandering for hours, taking in the flowing rivers, delicate flowers, the way the clouds swept over the sky like they themselves were savoring the view. wildlife scattered the paths, butterflies in the air and birds chirping from every tree. sometimes you turned off the music and dialogue just to sit and bask in it.

it was no different now that you actually were in teyvat. if anything, the heightened detail only deepened your love for the sights. you could watch every feather shift, not limited by graphics and models, feeling the spray of saltwater across your skin. perhaps it was simply because fontaine was where you’d first awoken, but it would always hold a soft spot in your heart.

the city itself was stunning, with pristine white buildings that shined with even the slightest sun, the meka moving with fluid gears that barely whirred as they passed. coins littered the bottom of every fountain, the smell shifting from perfume to fried food to fresh fruit, tempting from their stall. you could have spent the entire day roaming its streets and only barely brush the surface of everything to see inside. flora, fauna, people and meka and melusines and you, the streets just populated enough to be welcoming without crossing into overwhelming.

it could be argued that its beauty was due to being the centerpiece of the nation. perhaps outside of its mother of pearl walls were ruined homes and muddied streets that would surely dim your favor, and perhaps that was why neuvillette was so gun-shy about recommending it to you. though he was very professional about it, you’d played enough of the archon quest to know that his insistence on tending to you personally was more out of worry than any sort of actual need. your years of amassed mora had found its way cleanly into your pocket upon arrival, and that combined with your knowledge of fontaine would certainly be enough on its own to find you a nice, cozy life, even without the whole “god of all” thing.

that seemed a bit too intimidating anyway. no, you were more interested in watching romaritime flowers bloom in the rain, and whatever other duties came of your title could wait. celestia had yet to come knocking and most of the higher officials seemed allergic to even thinking of suggesting something else to do, so your time was your own.

(while it was a bit funny, their want to help seemed to push the line of fervency. it was worrying, and another reason to spend some time out wandering on your own. they’d been through enough, and the last thing you wanted was to be another weight on furina’s shoulders.)

thankfully, fontaine was vast, and held no shortage of sight to see. with a bit of persuasion—read: barely hinting at it once while navia happened to be in the room—you were equipped with a travel bag and set off on your own, heading north. unfortunately, there was no way to cross to the other islands without taking the aquabus, and you did want to see the institute and the opera house for yourself.

fortunately, fontaine’s waters were fresh.. or, at least fresh enough that one could swim in it without a mask… or oxygen tank…

you’d figure it out. there was not a single chance that you wouldn’t at least try. even if you didn’t have whatever blessing that allowed the traveller and others to dive freely, the elements seemed to like you well enough, and who would pass up on the chance to see fontaine’s waters for themself anyway?

not you, certainly. you crouched in the shallows and cupped the waves in your hands, bringing it to your mouth and taking a cautious breath.

it felt, expectedly, perfectly fine. normal, even. you let the water fall, but didn’t exhale anything else but air. there was no pressure in your lungs, no burning need to cough, just an odd warmth that spread from your throat downwards. you didn’t know why—you’d somewhat assumed that vision wielders had some sort of internal “gills” that pushed out excess water—but shrugged it off, double-checking that your bag was safely stashed within a bush before wading deeper. the water was a bit cool, but not cold, welcoming you in like a freshly-made bed after a long day.

unsurprisingly, fontaine’s great lake was just as beautiful as the city. in the shallows alone, romaritime flowers gleamed, reflecting the light they absorbed from the sun over and over within their thin petals. fish in rainbows of colors flocked among the depths, rays of light reaching down and inviting you to follow.

the fish were mostly apathetic to your presence. they neither fled nor turned, just allowing you by as if you were one of them. the few meka were a bit more curious, coming up and bumping your hand to ask why you had descended with them. with a bit of coaxing, you let one of the smaller ones allow you to hold onto its fins, pulling you deeper still. crabs scuttled along the floor, stingrays following the dappled rays of light. even this far down, you could still see easily, watching algae sway and jellyfish bloom without error.

at some point, your meka stalled, lingering in space and turning around. its searchlight flicked over you and the sand, inching back the way you came. was this the edge of its patrol route? you waved it goodbye and it waited a moment more before finally moving away, slowly at first before returning to speed. there were probably others you could take back anyway… provided you remembered where you were anyway.

��that was a problem for later. you turned and swam, following the valley. it was getting a bit shallower, and the sun was beginning to dim, but your curiosity was not yet satisfied. you pushed, and continued. a deeper valley of the ocean came into view, a deep bowl marked by large columns of bare rock on the far side. there were more jellyfish around here, and a few stingrays with shining blue skin. you swam to some, curious, but as soon as you got close it turned and met you more than halfway, circling twice like a cat who’s owner had finally come home. you pet over its wings, the transparent blue layer making your fingers buzz. the ray pushed into your hand, and when it left for another cheerful circle, your palm was blue. despite the fact that you hadn’t felt tired or in any way abnormal since diving, the sight of the film over your hands settled confidence over your mind. whatever came, you’d be able to handle it.

why? you had no idea. was there really a way for you to to absorb xenochromatic abilities? was this even that anyway? who cared, really, if you weren’t hurt?

you pet the stingray again with your afflicted hand—not wanting to stain both, in case it was somehow something harmful—and look around the valley, soaking in the view. the sunlight had turned slightly amber, but it never hindered the sea’s beauty. pink and blue jellyfish, octopi shooting pearls of water back and forth. how, you had no idea, but you weren’t going to ask. not that they’d be able to answer, anyway.

tired out, the stingray settled by your side, tail loosely flicking to keep in place as the water shifted. despite the fact that it had definitely touched your skin elsewhere, only your hand remained blue. that cemented in your mind that this was one of the xenochromatic creatures, though to do so without the odd lasso was interesting.. then again, if you could make flames sway and wind pause, then who’s to say you couldn’t throw a few water blades?

the water hummed, something coarse brushing your other arm. you turned, but there was no other animal wondering about your presence. instead, after a brief moment, you recognized the figure swimming beside you as sigewinne, just not as you remembered her. she was really only recognizable through her antennae and bright red eyes, the bright nurse’s uniform of her standard model replaced by some sort of wetsuit and a thick belt around her waist. her heart-shaped purse was also replaced with a basket tucked into her elbow, but the lid over it was latched closed, preventing you from seeing inside. once she saw that she had your attention, she pointed up, and you followed her to the surface, albeit slowly. you didn’t really want to leave, and if she was anything like the others then she’d ask you to come into the fortress.

you surfaced beside her, taking a moment to adjust to the air, coughing twice while she pushed some hair from her eyes. it made sense she’d have an easier time adjusting, but you still felt a bit foolish. what happened to the whole “god of all” business?

“first water?” oh, that one was new. the others in the city tended to use titles related to justice. “may i ask what you’re doing out here so late?”

“i was just exploring, that’s all. what are you doing?”

she blinks, then pulls up her basket, undoing the latch and holding out. within, you can see some various plants, each wrapped and bundled tightly. “i was just collecting some herbs. most of the workers have retired and i’m not usually needed around this hour. are you cold at all?”

she looks genuinely worried, which makes you smile despite yourself. “no, i’m alright, thank you.”

if you were talking with anyone else, you’re certain they would have pushed. everyone in the city seemed hell-bent on making sure you never so much as caught sight of something imperfect.. but sigewinne just relaxes, nodding. “okay. if you’re looking for somewhere nice, may i suggest going east? there’s always otters there, even at this hour.”

otters. you’d almost forgotten about the star of the seas, so distracted by meka and your new powers. “that sounds lovely. would you mind showing me where?”

“of course!” she smiles and you swear you’ve never seen anyone happier, following her beneath the waves. fortunately, your abberant power faded when you surfaced, leaving you able to swim beside her without fear of acidentally triggering it. maybe you can ask about it later…

regardless, the trip is short. she takes you up into the shallows, onto a flatter plateau only about ten feet deep. true to her word, otters dot the surface, likely drawn by the plentiful clams in the sand. the few swimming about eagerly swim up to you, a sharp contrast to the other sealife. they nudge clams into your hand and curl eagerly into your hands, their fur soft and dense. they can hold their breath for longer than you’d think they’d be able to, letting you settle in the sand and pet them for as long as you wish. the water is brighter too, the edges of their fur catching the light.

with time, the sun will fall and your friends will tire, but it is still evening. you watch as sigewinne plays catch with an otter and its shell, smiling at the sight. it’s nice to be like this, tucked beneath the waves with someone who treats you almost comedically casually. maybe its due to her nature, maybe its because she’s a doctor, but that doesn’t really matter. you’re definitely going to savor time spent with someone so sweet.

[ashipiko]

did I hear a DOUBLE DATE ???????

😭😭 art block has been kinda sucky not really lately so in attempts to fix it after LOOOOTS of talking and rambling w my good friend @nohrianhime I decided HEY. WHY NOT DRAW THE DOUBLE DATE WE’VE BEEN TALKING ABOUT??? <3 and look at how much fun they’re having fr

[idkaguyorsomething]

the doctor should make a habit of running into people who are painfully healthy and heartwarming versions of various aspects of their identity from now on. the next companion should be a happily retired grandpa living out in the woods in an rv who’s taken a liking to the local squirrels or some cocky high school dropout who’s friendly exes with their old dom.

[goldenspringmornings]

ig imma be the one to bang this drum (despite my many critiques) but it’s actually super Weird™️ that sjm made her mmc’s men of color- heavily black/indigenous coded ones at that- just to turn around and romanticize their abusive behaviors towards their white female love interests. not only is that painfully stereotypical- white women having to be “protected” from scary brown men while still sexualizing their bodies🙄😒- it’s next level gross and definitely not talked about enough when analyzing why fey/sand and ne/ssian are problematic. sjm purposefully made Illyrians (and male fae in general but I’m focusing on the Illyrians rn) to be hyper violent, hypersexual “s*vages” with a culture only focused on war, power and breeding but then holds up rhysand, cassian and azriel as the “exception” and is constantly telling her audience that they’re “not like other Illyrians” (another heavily damaging stereotype) when she also explicitly and textually raises them inside of this culture that she’s condemning constantly as “backwards” propping them up as the prefect men who would never disregard their mate/girlfriend/partner’s wishes, desires or demands all the while showing almost the exact opposite in most circumstances, especially in regards to ne/ssian and how nesta still feels she needs to earn cassian’s love by the end of an 800 page book. all three of our main Illyrian males are presented as bestial, aggressive, dangerous and brutal consistently across the series and it’s only their white, delicate (at least in comparison) love interest that “tames” that innate sense of…dominance ig into something good and lovable. they can’t just be good enough on their own- they have to be good specifically to and for their white partner otherwise they would be just like any other Illyrian presented thus far in the text.

idk I definitely have more to say about this but it’s also starting to short-circuit my brain the longer I think about how deeply entrenched the racism is in this series so maybe I’ll talk more about another day

[pennedinblood]

as of ten minutes ago we are officially Jobless™️. my sign to retire early and devote the remainder of my existence to writing toxic old man yaoi

[bingistheartist]

The lovely Anya 😍 (sorry for bad lighting and proportions 😔)

[sunflowerseraph]

This is a difficult post for me to make, but to anyone whos commissioned me and is waiting on it, it may take a little longer than I wanted. My cat, Sammy, passed away last night and its really taking a toll on me and my mental health. Its difficult to work through but I'll be doing my best. Thank you for the patience so far with it all, and I'm sorry to ask for more of that patience. Thank you for understanding. Let me know if theres any issues regarding the wait, sorry again.

[sonikuroba]

Hiiii! ᕙ(`▿´)ᕗ

I totally forgot I had this account for like a lot of months if not a year but In my defense, I also forgot to draw so there wasn’t something to upload lol. Anyways as I stated before I haven’t done anything actually complete but please have this random doodles ✍(◔◡◔)

that’s actually pretty much all I’ve drawn that is a random sketch so yeah. ＼(٥⁀▽⁀ )／ (Please ignore how the style changed since my last post, it’s actually very noticeable that I hadn’t upload anything in a while)

[usercelestial]

People here have really got to remember that sometimes life is messy like the amount of people furious about Keeley having sex with her boss is staggering. One, it's fake, the reason this would be upsetting in real life is because real people would be at risk but this is all fake. Two, not all gay representation has to be pristine and clean and healthy. Sometimes people make mistakes in the heat of the moment when they're feeling low and that's okay. That being said, I don't think this was a moment where Keeley was trying to do something self-destructive and toxic, I think Keeley just found Jack attractive and wanted to have sex with her the way we all predicted she would last episode. I've seen so many people getting so pissed off at scenarios that they've completely made up, it's bonkers. Like people were so angry at the idea of Colin and Trent hooking up when all that was was a rumor. I know that's not the same thing but it's a similar reaction of visceral anger at something that really doesn't matter all that much. Keeley, as a bisexual woman, is a allowed to have fun, messy sex with another woman. Is it great that she's her boss? No, but that doesn't mean she's not allowed to do something unadvised. She's a grown woman having sex with another grown woman and most importantly, they're not real so grow up and deal with it. I've seen people saying that it's good she's expressing her bisexuality but she's doing it in the wrong way- like she's doing bisexuality wrong lol? You can get passionate about the show but take a step back and realize how great it is to see casual bisexual representation in a well developed main character. Her character isn't being defined by her relationships, it's one hook-up, if you think she's being reduced as a character, maybe you're just not paying attention to her character unless she's in a relationship.

[thegabofriel]

y'know my old school had us watch a video about autism for austim awareness/acceptance month and that video was *awful*

first of all, stupid muppet character. like this is an educational video not a children's video please make it serious, your dealing with middle schoolers if they see the slightest bit of a joke they will pounce on it (that and I don't really like muppets-)

second, FUCKING PUZZLE PIECES. they put the video in a slideshow and the background of the slideshow was puzzle pieces. vibrant puzzle pieces. eye-searing puzzle pieces (puzzle pieces are used as a symbol by autism speaks. autism speaks SUCKS.) third, goddamn it was loud as all hell. had to wear my noise-dampening headphones all the time at that place, even when it was *supposed* to be quite

fourth, bright colors soooooo many colors! they didnt even work well together! just red yellow green and blue in the most eye-searing colors ever

anyways yah, my school sucked and the video they choose sucked

[tapucocoafgc]

Had a very good talk with my gf last night that basically boiled down to: you can't care for others until you can care for yourself

And it's so obviously like, I needed to clear brain space to do that anyway, but having another person say it put it really starkly into perspective

[tellthemhowihopetheyshouted]

more in depth explanation ig, i dont feel like i can listen to especially poets without thinking about the whole paternity test analysis thing.

when i first listened i felt really awful and embarrassed and i couldn't quite articulate why

while im still trying to figure it out, a huge part of my feelings was (and still is) that the part of me that wants to theorize about songs and who they're about, and connect it to taylor's life and imagine what she wrote about is at odds with what i hear in the lyrics about creeps who want the best for me and etc

there are some songs im better at just vibing with and some songs that i just actively have to force myself not to be like "oh thats about x person and so they did this and she did this and..."

I'm trying, and if anyone has suggestions or things that work for them please send them to me, im new to this and to online fandoms in general. i feel so shitty but then there's part of me that still doesn't see harm in thinking "x song is about taylor and x person, so using what you know about them both lets picture this in your mind" and "oh [symbol 1] that must mean it's about [person 1], but wait now there's also [symbol 2] so it's about [person 1 and person 2] but wait does that mean person 2 could also be related to symbol 1?" all the while all of these people are real actual people.

[zealctry]

❝ now. . . .. let us savour the utmost of suffering, together! ❞ — ch. 323, p. 17

[my-coven-is-claudia]

every time i think about rose’s ending i go a little more insane

[desperatepleasures]

anyway turns out the reason i couldn't find the character i was looking for on the wiki is that her name is mentioned zero (0) times in the solid like three or four episodes she appears in. sexy lamp ass character :/