#shes an archon in my heart

[lyss-butterscotch]

Furina de Fontaine

My favourite girlfail *sobs in agony*

[helpicanntfindaname]

Lalya art study!! With speed paint

[last-braincell-standing]

IF FURINA HAS A MILLION FANS I AM ONE OF THEM. IF FURINA HAS TEN FANS I AM ONE OF THEM. IF FURINA HAS ONE FAN I AM THAT FAN. IF FURINA HAS NO FANS THAT MEANS I AM DEAD. IF THE WORLD IS AGAINST FURINA I AM AGAINST THE WORLD

[apheliia]

i want to write something about mavuika... bc why is she so gentle and empathetic with her people. dude. she's so patient. mom? mother? she has so much love to give to them fr. she's so human. i'm losing my mind. i am her biggest fan

[magistheir]

i'm so painfully conflicted about the archon choice, having watched the conversation in the saved minrathous version.

like, i understand dorian's position. he just watched his biggest inspiration for change (the inquisitor) use their power to change the world fundamentally in hundreds of different ways. half the reason he goes back to tevinter to change it at all is because the inquisitor inspires him to get off his ass and do something with the power he has (the other half is solas, highlighting just how terrible things are and beating him with a stick over using his power instead of wallowing in his guilt). the logical conclusion i could see him arriving at is more power = more ability to enact widespread change. get the highest seat of power and start fixing all the broken things. the southern divine does it (the degrees vary wildly amongst the possible choices, but there is change regardless). dorian's belief makes sense.

and even in the mae and dorian conversation, dorian's side of the argument for using the blackmail to their advantage makes sense. i don't think it's that he doesn't agree with or see mae's point of view--the better option, in an ideal world, would probably be to show people how it's done, use the information sparingly, and be the good leader people can get behind. but they're not in an ideal world and dorian knows this all too well--people are suffering now, and mae's way is longer. dorian knows too, their enemies won't play by their rules. why hamstring themselves? if they care, if they really care about freeing slaves and enacting change, then how could they not use every single tool at their disposal, including the underhanded, dirty tricks? does it really matter if they have the moral high ground the entire time if it takes too long to get there?

(i see you solas and dorian parallels. i see you.)

the part that gets me is that dorian shouldn't be eligible for archon. magisters haven't been eligible for the throne since the black age (which was 500 years ago). there's arguments to be made in the saved minrathous path that part of getting dorian as archon is using the blackmail strategically to ensure he is nominated despite of this, in addition to an overwhelming amount of public support. but the reality is that of the two, only mae should be able to become archon, and part of me feels like that was her long game. she lost her seat in the magisterium and while that was a blow, i also think she could have regained it (or never lost it in the first place) if she weren't thinking long-term.

will i rp dorian as archon? yeah, absolutely. do i need to somehow figure out how the fuck he got there so i might know some semblance of peace? also yes.

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Breaking Ajax out of prison. *waves* Hi Wifi! Sending this brainrot in. Enjoy the vacation!

***

You are Wriothsley's well-traveled sister. You've been away from Fontaine for a while, growing your business in Liyue and Inazuma. You walked with a purpose, towards your brother's office in Meropide. Except, you know he wasn't there. He had taken the day off and you were one step closer to being a criminal. You were disgusted at the verdict of the justice machine installed at the Opera Epiclese. You received a letter from one of his agents and your friend, Violet, as you so casually called the Electro Cicin Mage. You rushed back home when you found out that Childe was behind bars.

How dare the nation of justice snatch away the only person who convinced you to live? You met Ajax during a dark period of your life. You had challenged the Oceanid in Liyue, with no intention of fighting back. It was a bit poetic how you wanted to lose your life to water, after leaving the nation of hydro. Ajax watched the battle unfurl from the edge of the mountain, only to notice that you weren't moving at all. You fell to your knees, eyes shut and waiting for the rushing tide that never came. When you opened your eyes, blue eyes peered at you with concern and curiosity. Electro buzzed in the air, only to dissipate with a flick of his hand, as he switched off his Delusion.

Now, it was your turn to save him. You only hoped that your brother's stories were accurate. Your brother has been trying ro recruit you for years, saying that your skill would be very useful in bringing in criminals. Little did he know that you would use the skill that he praised you for, not to bring in criminals but to break out one. Hall after hall, you walked, using the vapor in the air to conceal yourself. Ajax is a Harbinger. They would have kept him in the cells with more security. You just needed a distraction. Thankfully, Violet and her fellow agents, are there to cause a ruckus. You've reached the deepest part of the prison. Your eyes searched for dark, ginger hair - passing by a couple of cells before hearing a muffled groan. You followed the sound, dropping your cover and came face to face with eyes as blue as the depths of Fontaine. Ajax stares at you with alarm and parted lips. Placing your index finger on your lips, you requested his silence. You shut your eyes, concentrating as you became one with the water. Your body separated into tiny bubbles that passed through the small opening of the cell. Your flesh coalesced back into one piece. Ajax' arms found your waist, face pressed against your neck. He had gone too long without you. Your scent brought him comfort.

"Jax," you whispered. "Priorities." You pushed something cold into his hand.

"Oh. My vision," he smiled softly.

"Archons, please do not leave your vision behind. I almost had a heart attack when I saw that it was dull." You bit your lip, turning away. "I thought you.."

Lips pressed against your nape softly before settling on the back of your head. "Sorry. Never again."

A sigh escaped your mouth. You could never stay mad at him. Not when he had to endure being imprisoned. You eyed the inside of the cell.

"But love, now that you're here. What's the plan? When are you visiting again?"

You turn to Ajax with a winning smile, one that you often saw on his face instead of yours.

"I'm not visiting. We're getting out."

You explained how Fatui agents were ready to serve as distractions in different parts of the city. There were mekas prepared to go berserk and run loose. Fontaine is organized, they will subdue the threats quickly. You just needed enough time to get Ajax out.

"How are we getting out? My blades are sharp and ready. Or I could transform." He paused. "I just...i actually just didn't want to transform because of your brother. Didn't want to leave a bad impression."

Your hands found his cheek, stroking softly. He leaned into your hand.

"You've held out long enough. This time, I'm the one saving you. We're leaving without a trace."

His eyes widened slightly.

"I have been practicing a lot. I can do it now for extended periods of time. I can maintain the unseen form for more than one person."

Ajax titled his head to the left, giving your hand on his cheek a soft peck.

"Whatever happens, I'm proud of you. Thank you."

Before you could respond, there was a series of explosions. Shouting followed, then footsteps as guards ran towards the entrance of Meropide.

"Hold my hand. Don't let go."

Ajax stepped closer to you, slotting you against his body as he hugged you right.

"Well, that's also a way of holding me."

Ajax chucked, as he placed his chin on top of your head. Your locked your arms around him. Shut your eyes and both of your bodies dissolved into bubbles. This time, you needed something more advanced than bubbles, you needed to be vapor. Unnoticed and unseen. As vapor, you passed through the high security cells now devoid of guards. You passed through the halls. The strain of the concentration wore you down. But Ajax kept you going. Finally, you passed through the reception and the entrance. You were at the edge of Opera Epiclese but you kept the form for a little while longer. Your forms plunged into the water, now zooming towards Elynas. You online relinquished your hold and control once you've reached the shore. Your forms coalesced back into human bodies.

Ajax' arms were still around you when you fell to the ground in exhaustion. Your breaths came hard and your mind burned in pain. Worry etched over Ajax' face. He needed to take care of you now.

You opened your eyes after a deep sleep. A single crystalline eye peered at you. Happy chirps followed as Legacy nuzzled you.

"Legacy?"

Understanding the question in your voice, Legacy gingerly took a note from the desk and pushed it into your hand.

Childe's wrote: Legacy's face is not recognizable.

You were in an old house that seemed to have been abandoned. The bedsheets seemed cleaned enough. The floors look like they have been mopped recently. In the corner of the room, you spotted a mop with it's handle broken. Legacy must have tried to clean up. You smiled at the thought.

Breaking Ajax out of prison took more effort than you thought. But pushing yourself to the limit proved that you could do it. Your skill was useful after all. Legacy nudged your hand, asking for pets. You scratched behind his horn, earning a rumbling purr. You nuzzled into his side, while petting him. Although on the run and officially a criminal, you felt safest with Ajax and Legacy. You would break the law over and over again if it means keeping them safe.

MACCHIATOOOOO I MISSED YOUUU ;v;;;; AND THIS IS SUCH A MEAL I AM EATING THIS UP

you have to rest for a couple more days after you wake up- pushing yourself so much completely sapped your energy. Legacy does his best to care for you, fetching fruit and flowers from outside while you're confined to bed (the flowers are to cheer you up, because he knows you love them so) and nudging your shoulder with his head to get you to lay down. he desperately wants to make sure that you don't exhaust yourself more, and he WILL lay on top of you to make sure you don't move- carefully, of course! his head nestles in the soft skin of your stomach, brilliant sapphire eye looking at you stubbornly as he lets out a light huff, having found you trying and failing to stand for the third time that day. and once you begin to recover, he helps you walk, gently holding your hands with his claws or even carrying you in his arms to go sit outside for some fresh air, the cool ocean breeze washing over you

there haven't been too many mekas looking for you and Ajax- if you were being honest, you suspect Wriothesley being your brother had something to do with it- and the few that did come after you were swiftly dealt with by a protective Foul Legacy, eagerly bumping his forehead against yours afterwards for pets. he hasn't seen you in so long, after all, always shut away in Ajax's mind even when they were both thrown into prison. he tried to tell the Harbinger that he could help, he could get them out of there, but Ajax always refused! Foul Legacy was so lonely; it was like drowning in a cold, starless sea, bringing back memories he'd rather forget. so he clings to you now, craving the sensation of your gentle hands running through his hair, soft and fragile after being surrounded by the cold metal of the prison. sometimes he finds his thoughts drifting back to icy water and chains and bars and the crushing pressure of the sea, and he curls around you with a whimper, wanting to be held until he drifts off to sleep, comforted by your presence

when you're asleep and he knows no one else is around, Ajax takes over for a few minutes, pulling you close to his chest and murmuring that he missed you so, so much, speaking for both him and Foul Legacy

[talion-graves]

Y'shtola totally isn't trying to convince(bribe) Talion for his help with his favorite order from the Last Stand. 🍔🫶

[joshy-tomato]

I love how Furina is so strong and so fragile at the same as time. She is not physically strong, she has the same powers than a visionless human, but she has a great mental fortitude, amazing acting ability and audacity that allowed her to protect Fontaine for centuries.

She was at her breaking point even before the archon quest started, with no one to trust but herself, and she still kept going and would have continue if weren't for everyone triggering the prophecy.

A human holding the burdens of a God.

[mielwriting]

Writing a letter from Nahida's perspective and hoping I made the insecurity and loneliness shine through

[h0estar]

finished the new archon quest

[venti-death-watch]

kinda interesting to me how presumably pretty much all the known hexenzirkel is from mond/khaenri’ah/snezhnaya. like:

- alice lives in mond.

- rhindottir is from khaenri’ah.

- barbeloth is probably from mond. (i see a lot of people saying fontaine, but due to mond’s barbatos/barb naming conventions i’d guess mona is from fontaine and her mentor was at the very least named in mond.)

- nicole is probably from mond or fontaine (more because of current genshin names per nation more than anything else).

- i. ivanovna is from snezhnaya.

- andersdotter is probably from khaenri’ah or mond (or descended from sal vindagnyr).

genshin really said ‘powerful women belong in cold climates/former cold climates’ huh

[hauntingwriteblr]

arlecchino one chance ma'am please just one

[avemstella]

Between Natlan on the horizon (which I have thoughts about I will restrain...) and Itotia showing up in the most recent Venti chap (and won't confirm or deny that she maybe might be showing up in the main fic quite soon), my girl is on the brain. Here she is, everyone's favorite wayward, warmongering wretch, the Pyro Archon!

[starpros-sunshine]

seb. seb hes not smiling. and has a fatui background................

I knowwwwww he's still everything to me you do not know how smitten I am with Lyney as a character

[lovesickeros]

(Anon from yesterday ⭐)

Would you mind showing your Furina plushie when you will get it? (Or if you already did, I am interested)

(love how you wrote the small drabble in tags I was kicking my feet reading it. Poor baby doesn't know how highly Sagau and other Archons are thinking of her.)

(forgive my mistakes, English not my native language.)

i don't know when she will be coming (probably not until feb at this rate) but i got her from plushshop if you wanna see it!!! it's part of their meow collection.

also your English is fine djsvshdjjd I am not immune to writing whole essays in the tags though its a habit atp....I can't escape it

[hardly-a-p3rson]

furina!!!!!!!!