#not sure if this counts but

[tiger-quoll]

[geewintg]

Hydro archon, hydro archon, don't cry

Fandom: Genshin impact Characters: Neuvillette, furina Theme: Angst, relief, 4.2 spoilers

Hydro archon, hydro archon, don’t cry

There was a children’s story in Fontaine that when it starts to rain, the hydro dragon is weeping. Therefore, people would say, “hydro dragon, hydro dragon, don’t cry!” Yet none consoles their dear archon that sheds a tear.

Perhaps it was fate that her suffering was her own, despite her sacrifice, she bleeds where she bore the weight of sins not her own, of lives she is not held accountable… but partly, she knows she is. All according to plan by her divine self. Thus, she feels half as responsible for people’s suffering.

But what o’ can a little mortal do? Powerless against divinity and fate having only but a mere human case?

And so she weeps, and she weeps, until tears roll to rivers. Her sorrows and madness trapped chasing each other’s tails in an empty room echoing around her.

Who is she now if she is not the hydro archon?

Who is she now if she no longer has a role to play?

Who is she now if she no longer needed?

Please tell me… who am I?

A mask that sews itself to her face, if unsewn, would leave its mark of holes that will never be undone having to bury its needles and threads for centuries on the skin. The mask—the role has become her, and she is it. It gave her purpose—to be as fit and perfect the mask sits on her face, but at the same, hide every flaw of her underneath it.

No holes, no cracks, no breaks.

A lone tear rippled the girl on the water. A distorted image of her reflection, a visage of superficial anatomy yet she thinks it fits her all the same.

“Is that the hydro archon?” A child voice gushed. She flinched, instantly pulling the mask on seamlessly like she had honed for centuries. No holes, no cracks, no breaks— no. It wasn’t like she was any other else. She is Focalor, the hydro archon.

Pfft, who else could she have been?

“Wait, Hydro Archon, are you crying?”

She burst out to haughty laughter. “Crying? Me, crying?” She cried out ridiculously, a hand over her stomach.  “What a wild imagination! Oh I even shed a tear! No mundane things can ever make an archon worry. Hmph, what such a bold allegation, child! You should know that it’s a crime to assume things about an archon! Are you ready to face the consequences in court?”

“Uhm…” The child tilted his head in confusion. “What’s making you sad, hydro archon?”

Furina made an offended face. “As I’ve told you, I am not sad!” But her features softened once she saw him frightened. “I just…” Her unspoken thoughts hung in the air as her gaze drifted. Every ounce of strength left in her drained as everything all seems to be for naught.

In a small soft voice, the child mustered, “Hydro archon, hydro archon, don’t cry…”

How could she cry? She’s not the hydro archon anymore…

“If there’s anything troubling you, feel free to come and visit. All of your needs will be taken care of and though I lack understanding of emotions, I will do my utmost best to see what there is to be done.” She remembered him say. Such a concise reply, she expects nothing more from their renowned chief justice.

Yet she gave out only an exasperated sigh. “No need to trouble yourself.  I can handle my own. I wouldn’t come to you for any of those anyway, don’t worry. We both know those aren’t your strong suit.” He may look unfazed but she knew his silence wasn’t. She had known him for centuries after all.

Although she already had her back turn on him, he still insisted. “I will be here if you need anything…” But she never looked back.

Yet after all those reassuring resolves, she finds herself yet again in front of the damned building that brought her so many bad memories. With her own two feet. What it is that she wanted? What is it that she wants to speak of him?

She had no clue. She doesn’t even know what to tell him when she sees him.

She found her steps faltering as clouds dimmed the sky. It seems that it’s about to rain… What could have made him feel as such? She wonders.

“Furina…?” The disbelief in his voice.

Did he go out? How was she not informed?! What now? Out of all the timings… it just had to be this. How unfortunate she is.

“Oh, uhm! I didn’t know you were out, ha-ha…” She didn’t expect her voice to come out so meekly but she detests it.

“What is it that’s troubling you?” He took steps closer that made Furina panic.

“N-nothing! Nothing’s troubling me! How on teyvat did you even come to such conclusion?” she faked a laugh but she knew there wouldn’t be fooling this person no matter much of a professional she may be. It worked for five-hundred years before but not now—not this.

“I can sense the water’s woes.”

Never in Furina’s life had she ever felt this small next to someone, always sitting up in the high chairs—she is the one who looks down on everyone—yet now, she does. Neuvillette waited for her to speak but her throat tightened around the words until only silence hangs in the air while the rain drowns everything around them.

And it was just the two of them.

She tore her gaze away. “Nothing’s wrong…”

“Furina…” She turned. “Furina, you can cry…”

Because the rain will hide it away, and only he will know.

[gutfaced]

the truth is about having a favorite character with a specific popular view held fanonically is that it IS weird that i then fuck with his gender or make him cannibalize people in a hypothetical scenario. or make him bad at sex / ignore writing scenes where he has to indulge in intimacy if it isn't hetronormative because he's got a lot wrong with him to me

[motherfuckermorgan]

im really glad at no point in my life did i decide to go on a full on purge of all my old shit online. so much of it is just straight up not good but it's charming in a sense that's impossible to recreate as a relatively levelheaded adult rather than an unhinged child. when i was 12 and i was documenting a nuzlocke i was doing online i was inspired by a nuzlocke animation i had seen to try and create my own. of course, i had no real drawing or animation skills so it amounted to me playing with jpgs in powerpoint of all programs. not sure how that kind of video making never caught on

[fizzydrinkuno]

hope yall had a fun holidays

[calyssmarviss]

now this one i never posted before

[violent138]

Bruce definitely trained all the Robins to abandon him if things got bad. He'd give them scenarios like him trapped under something in a fire, hypothermic conditions, he's too injured, and they need to get information to Lucius, and the list goes on. And to date, the only bit of training his kids have continually failed, whether in simulation or practice, is failing to leave him behind.

[jay-wasstuff]

The Creation of Adam, Venom: The Last Dance

[blood-gutz-and-chocolate-cake]

Is it a rock? Is it a face?

The age old dilemma has been answered… by Bill!

On the Shaman page, Bill details his first human deal with a Shaman, and reveals an answer along the way.

So is it a rock that looks like a face? Or a face that looks like a rock? Neither: it’s a rock that was a face!

Thanks Bill!

[yuribeam]

(common superstitions from the perspective of a USAmerican- would love to hear superstitions from other regions and cultures!)

(follow the most often when the situation arises, or believe in the strongest)

[cj-the-random-artist]

Ok hear me out: Narilamb but they're both aroace and in a qpr.

I've been rolling around in my head for like a long long time this idea that Narinder and Lambert could both be aroace and (after like. A couple of centuries or so) end up in this like very comfortable very close relationship that neither of them define as anything specific other than calling it a "companionship". But on the other hand most of the cult thinks that they're dating in secret or something despite the fact that both of them have said they don't take lovers, because they are clearly very tight but maybe not super openly so, so maybe the cultists thing they're being secretive and hiding something or something like that. Idk but my aroace brain loves thinking about extremely close (mostly) platonic relationships and for some reason my brain decided hmm. I'm going to take this and throw it at Narilamb and see how I like it.

So then I decided to make a ridiculous joke comic about Narinder asking Lambert's hand in marriage specifically because he wants to get out of paying taxes. Because like, I know that spouse followers do actually still have to pay taxes in the actual game but. Hey Narinder and Lambert have presumably never married so they probably don't know that...? Honestly the only reason I made this was because the concept tickled me and I spent too much time on this for no one to see it, so. This comic and all it's absolute ridiculousness be upon ye.

While there's a tiny part of me that's been thinking about making this into an AU (which I'd probably call something like the "Strictly Platonic AU" or something), I know for a fact that I would blatantly not do anything legitimate with it so. It's an unofficial AU I guess?? But. Anyways. I thought this would be funny. Enjoy my ramblings and I hope you enjoy this thing that I spent. Actual time on. Lol

[zinnie-zoloft]

Crystal using the phrase “body count” in front of two ghost detectives is hilarious, I need it to be brought up in conversation between them again, maybe Charles ends up asking what her body count actually is and it leads to something like

Crystal, jokingly: Hey Edwin, what’s your body count?

Edwin: About 37, I believe

Charles: Mate, she’s not talking about that type of body count

Edwin: Oh, in that case it’s 1

Crystal: You’ve killed 37 people!?

Charles: YOU SLEPT WITH SOMEONE!?

[nyenyel]

[Image description: A drawing of myself. I have brown skin and straight black hair. I'm wearing a yellow headband and a yellow plaid dress. My hands are clasped together and I'm cheerfully saying: "I HATE love. Romance should be ILLEGAL. I hope all couples BREAK UP AND I'M GOING TO BLOW UP THIS BUILDING." The speech bubble is colored with the aromantic flag. End ID.]

I think romance sucks and we should all eat sand and cry 💚 /lh

[gipsyjr]

Batfam playing "Never have I ever" for family night:

Tim: Never have i ever... been presumed dead.

Everyone: Groans

Batman: Takes a shot

Jason: Takes a shot

Dick: Takes a shot

Damian: Drinks his orange juice

[seventh-district]

Making Incorrect H:SR Quotes Until I Run Out of (hopefully) Original Ideas - Pt. 2

[Pt. 1] [Pt. 3] [Pt. 4] [Pt. 5] [Pt. 6]

[drgstore]

dysfunctional husbands