#some awful and unique tragedy that would be a way to make sense of me.

[alivehouse]

some awful and unique tragedy that would be a way to make sense of me sunday

[interfacefox]

strange magic

god this movie was my whole childhood. i love it sm but rewatched it a couple times recently and, being older, saw all the things wrong with it, unfortunately.

i am aware that i have never posted about this and likely will never do so again, and i'm p sure this is rly niche and there are abt 2 other ppl in the world that have watched it, but i have THOUGHTS and i am going to TALK ABT THEM

Some of the main things i find criticisms on are the pacing and song choices, and the songs being unnecessary, not advancing the plot, etc. Now i do agree with those but they don't bother be that much.

what DOES annoy me, especially as an aroace person, is that the message of the movie seems to just be "if ur not in a romantic relationship ur miserable"???? idk, it just seemed to me that it was framed that there was something wrong with marianne and the bog king until they fell in love and were "fixed." don't get me wrong, the bog king WAS miserable and needed companionship, but why did that have to be romantic? if anything, he wasn't in a good mindset to be having a romantic relationship at the time, he still hadn't healed from his last one! According to this post, in an earlier version, dawn was meant to stay single i think that this would have been much better. (go check out that post, it's rly interesting!!) I think that in movies like strange magic that are so romance heavy, it's really important to ensure that it doesn't make out that romance is THE most important thing for everybody, it doesn't have to be "in-your-face" about it, just something. and i think dawn recovering from the love potion but remaining single would have been perfect for this.

Also the way it was like, a girl wears darker colours and learns to use a sword, oh no! a tragedy! i wouldn't have an issue with this if it wasn't for the fact it was framed as if marianne gaining independence and her own fashion sense was awful and the only reason for it could be because something horrible had happened or there was something wrong with her. (mariannes dad: you're a.... unique..... girl😃....)

don't even get me started on how morally questionable (at the least) the concept of a love potion is and how the movie just. ignored that.

and despite the animation being absolutely beautiful, icl i do find all of their eyes extremely unsettling

there WERE things i liked tho, like how the bog king was "ugly" and just allowed to be that way. there was no magic curse to break to fix him and make him attractive, he was just loved the way he is. i loved how in the beginning, the dark forest was terrifying to marianne, but by the end she had given it a chance and ended up finding it beautiful.

idk tho, i am open minded. feel free to lmk if u think smth i said is completely wrong.

[voidambassador]

"... I never gave much thought to my mother. Sometimes, I used to dream that she'd die soon. Of some petty embolism or in a car accident, and finally I'd have a way to explain myself.

'That's just the way David is, they say - and in my heart I'd be able to agree with their diagnosis. It's because his mother died.'

I used to dream of cataclysmic events like these. The loss of both legs. A sudden blindness. Some awful and unique tragedy that would be a way to make sense of me."

[regicidal-defenestration]

This has gotten reblogged every Sunday without fail so far I see we aren't doing okay about it

Happy I used to dream of cataclysmic events like these. The loss of both legs. A sudden blindness. Some awful and unique tragedy that would be a way to make sense of me Sunday

[skylarmoon71]

Winchester - (Supernatural / Smallville Crossover AU) - Chapter 20

He’s always thought that happiness was a bit out of reach for him.

While he knows he has a great life, it was always hard to fully relate with others. Given what he’s capable of, there was a part of him that understood that life would not be easy or normal. Yet when he met you, the crazy felt a bit more manageable. 

It’s still a bit strange how normal everything feels when you're together. 

Like right now. His father had asked for help with the tractor and you basically sprinted past Clark to assist. When you’d lifted the metal vehicle with one hand you just sent him a grin, wiggling your eyebrows and Clark couldn’t help but laugh. 

There really wasn’t anything more he felt like he needed in life. For once, he was truly happy and there weren't any earth altering events or tragedies.

You were just there and he was just at peace. 

Later that night he’d dropped you back to your house. You informed him that the credit cards your brother used for the place were about used up, so in a few weeks you would have to get a real job and make some real money. 

“Normal life sucks.” 

Clark laughed at your complaints as you dropped your bag on the couch. 

“I guess it’s weird sticking in one place after all the traveling you’ve done.” 

He couldn’t imagine what that was like. He hadn’t ever really left Kansas. But you’d been to just about every state, every city.

“It is a bit weird. Once I get a job I’ll start checking out apartments. Next month I’m going to see my brothers. It’s been a while. I think I’ll spend the break there.” 

Clark understood. He supposed the bunker was the only other home you’d ever known.

“Do you want to come with me? I know it might get a bit stifling.” 

The fact that nearly all of your family and friends were some kind of supernatural entity, well, stifling wasn’t exactly the word he would use. It was nice not being the only uniquely powered being for a change. 

“I’d love to come.” 

You smiled, shuffling to the fridge.

“Great, I’ll smooth it over with Mr. Kent. He likes me better anyway.” 

Clark rolled his eyes and you laughed, grabbing a drink as you slipped the cap off and took a sip. When you were done you placed the bottle down, sending him a look. 

“Don’t be jealous that I’m his favorite superhuman Clark. I think we can both agree that between the both of us I’m the more macho and muscular.” 

You flexed what little muscle you had and Clark could only smile. 

“I’ll take your word for it.” He snorted. 

“I’m serious! My powers are cooler.” 

“I think we can both agree that an alien is much cooler than an angel powered human. “ 

“Nuh uh, angel powered humans are much cooler!” 

“Really, I don’t see it.” 

“That’s because you’re an alien!” 

He was doing his best not to laugh. He’s known for a while that you’re a bit competitive. You look pretty cute with your cheeks puffed. 

Instead of the verbal back and forth, he figured it would be easier to prove his point. You blinked, and in a matter of seconds your back was pressed to the wall, his hand right at the side of you. The action had successfully silenced you. Your lips were parted, eyes staring at him in wonder and awe. 

“I’m cooler..” 

His tone was low, and you swallowed, nodding. You couldn’t get the words out and he seemed satisfied. He held your gaze for a moment, then looked down, watching the way you licked your lips. Without a second thought his lips were on yours, and you hummed, appreciative. Your hands moved to his shoulder and he pulled you flush to his body, holding you close. It always felt so good to hold you. 

Maybe it’s the fact that he’s naturally a bigger person compared to most, so he’s used to the difference on many levels. But with you, there was just a sense of comfort, like you were the same. Equals. Even if your abilities and stories were different, there was just something that you both had in common. 

You didn’t have to hide anything with each other and that’s all he ever wanted. For someone to know every single part of him and still feel the same. Look at him the way you did every time you sent a smile, or held his hand, or even bicker over your silly little competitions. It was the acceptance that he wanted, that he needed. 

He pulled back, and your head lulled forward for a moment, following him before you took a breath, pressing your forehead to his. You licked your lips again, eyes still closed. All he could do was smile. You looked so content. 

“This..This doesn’t mean you won..” 

You muttered, clearly still clouded by the kiss. 

Clark chuckled, pressing a kiss to your cheek. 

“Whatever you say angel.” 

It was a playful jab, and you didn’t have the heart to retaliate, because he’d pulled you into another kiss and you were completely and utterly distracted. 

[vraska-theunseen]

STOP OT STOPPPPPP writing a story in my journal cause someone said just write like your worst fear coming to life and it sounded like a fun exercise and it just turns into i am in eskew COMEON!!!! (me in my google doc voice) what are you supposed to do with grief like this? subsumed by the creeping incurable alienation, with only your own wretched self to blame? daydreaming of a far off future where you kill yourself won't cut it, it's too small, too easy. your brain says that your body should reflect it. throw up. grow ulcers. start ripping at the seams. you always wanted something to happen, to give you a reason to feel like this. something real instead of the huge gaping selfish stagnant maw inside of you. (DAVID WARD ESKEW VOICE) I used to dream of cataclysmic events like these. The loss of both legs. A sudden blindness. Some awful and unique tragedy that would be a way to make sense of me

[dysaniadisorder]

[Text: "When I was younger, and in London, I never gave much thought to my mother. Sometimes I used to dream that she’d die soon, of some petty embolism or in a car accident, and finally I’d have a way to explain myself. ‘That’s just the way David is, they’d say - and in my heart I’d be able to agree with their diagnosis. It’s because his mother died.’ I used to dream of cataclysmic events like these. The loss of both legs. A sudden blindness. Some awful and unique tragedy that would be a way to make sense of me." end ID]

im relistening because i wasn't paying attention the first time but this part hit me way too hard

[feverofthyself]

Thought about David “I used to dream of cataclysmic events like these… some awful and unique tragedy that would be a way to make sense of me” Ward too hard. Don’t text.

[danlous]

oh interesting! to me lestat's idolization of marius is so integral to his character that i can't see it not happening. the way he has been portrayed in s1, i think it would make sense for him as a character to not think of sex slavery/rape as anything particularily bad and just another thing that some vampires do to abuse others, if that makes sense. i think that it would go hand in hand with how he abused claudia in regards to her rape, mocking her, torturing her with the memories of the act etc. there is that one line from the books, i think he describes armand as "still being a scared orphan" (or something like that) so on some level he realizes what happend to him might not have been great (just like he admitted in the trial that what he did to louis was wrong), but i dont think that would be enough, for lack of a better word, for him to not want to be like marius (not saying that he wants to copy the way marius acts with his fledglings, but that it's not something that lestat would mind if someone else does it, if that makes sense) overall there are still things that would be great to be included in the show and finally done justice, compared to how horrible the books basically treated every storyline. i really want a well written tragedy and them giving all the characters so much more depth, let's hope for the best! (i always appreciate your long answers to the asks you get, because i think there is a lot of great discussions to be had about iwtv and it's nice to read what people think without it being derailed by some weirdos)

You're making me reconsider, maybe you're right that Lestat will still idolize Marius in the show at least on some level. Lestat is so cynical and has his unique views about evil or if such a thing even exists. He might be impressed by Marius' power and superficial charm and knowledge, and think 'well, i've done all kinds of horrible things to my fledglings, who am i to judge, we're both monsters'. Him experiencing shame and remorse for his actions in the modern time might make him only more likely to view Marius in idealized and somewhat sympathetic light, because he could see the monstrosity he sees in himself reflected in Marius and relate to him, and think that if he himself is ever going to redeem himself Marius must be redeemable too.

Because they seem to be going for some type of redemption arc for Lestat (at least Sam has several times indicated that Lestat has been depicted at his lowest and most awful in the show as a starting point for his character development) i could see them tying it with his relationship with Marius, Lestat initially making excuses for and idolizing him because Marius represents abusive white patriarchal power structures and qualities Lestat still deep down identifies with, and then he'd slowly over the series become disillusioned with Marius and everything he represents. But this is purely a guess, i don't know what will happen other than that i'm confident it'll be better than in the books. Also i really need to reread tvl and qotd because they come up constantly but details are getting fuzzy in my head

[spacehorrors]

some awful and unique tragedy that would be a way to make sense of me + david ending up in eskew and spending his time trying to learn eskew's systems and patterns.... he's never getting out of there!!

[aikoiya]

Thoughts on Undertale

I've never liked Undertale's messages, because when you think about it, it comes across as being told "don't defend yourself against attackers," "just stand there & take the abuse as you try & reason with them," "don't even defend yourself from deadly force, even if it means you die," & "humans are evil & monsters are good even though the monsters are trying to kill you & take your literal soul to start a fucking war with humanity."

There's also the double standard of it all. The whole, "if YOU defend yourself against monsters who are trying to literally kill you & tear out your soul, then you're a horrible person, even more so if you kill them, even accidentally, but if the monsters attack you & legitimately try to kill you to take your soul & wage war upon other humans, then it's totally fine; they're just sweet, misunderstood softies." Fuck that!

For all Undertale's talk on pacifism. It only seems to apply to humans. No one talks badly about monsters when they're violent!

Sans is the worst, even though Toriel asked him to look out for Frisk, he took that to a literal degree & just watched, over & over again as Frisk was killed repeatedly & never once assissted them. He's an ass & a lot of the other characters are also asses in their own unique ways.

Even Toriel did something bad. All those kids? Yeah, they might not have died had Toriel escorted them out or, Hell, she could've told them that you can't get out without a monster soul. But, she didn't, she just let them go with false hope in their hearts.

The only one I think did alright is, ironically, Asgore, because he has the excuse that he was the literal king & knew that his people were running out of food & space, meaning they were on a timeclock. He also at least had the decency to regret the choices he made. You can feel it, see it, that he was sorry. Regret was pouring off of him. You know that he wouldn't have done this if he believed there was another way.

No one else who hurt Frisk ever seemed to have regretted their actions! Let alone apologize!

Alphys was, by far, the worst! Yeah! Yeah! Shy introverted bisexual lizard nerd! Whatever!

This isn't even about how she put Frisk in danger to prop herself up. This is about the Amalgamates! The Amalgamates are walking tragedies for multiple reasons.

Yes, it's tragic that those monsters are living in constant pain & that is awful. But at the very least they get attention. At least they get an apology! At least they're alive & can be with what remains of their families!

What pisses me the eff off is the fact that Alphys & Sans tortured & extracted the Determination from the literal souls of human children repeatedly & no one ever acknowledges it.

Add to the fact that it is confirmed that these souls have some degree of consciousness after death (as seen in the Flowey fight) & that paints a nasty fucking picture for the monsters' characters. Alphys & Sans specifically.

Yet, despite all this, the only thing Alphys apologizes for is hurting her fellow monsters, not for torturing the souls of children.

There's also the fact that the story of the Human-Monster War just does NOT make sense when you have all the information.

They would have us believe that their imprisonment was undeserved & that the humans just suddenly attacked for no reason. That humans are so much stronger & more durable than monsters (despite them all having magic & some even being able to supplex literal boulders).

At the same time, they say that the humans attacked fearing monster's ability to absorb human souls.

The question that bares answering is: How did either species learn that such an ability is possible if no monster had ever taken a human soul before?

You don't just wake up & say to yourself "I can absorb souls" & it turns out you're correct!

How do monsters know that this is possible if it'd never been done before??

Unless it had been done before & was, in fact, being done so often that it was well-known amongst humans. Which would mean that those humans' fears were entirely rational & warranted.

Not only that, but we also know that if a monster absorbs 7, then they gain godlike power. Which is confirmed. So, this means that monsters are also fully capable of becoming serial killers.

Made of love & compassion my left asscheek.

Hell, the fact that the monster race was IMPRISONED rather that systematically killed is actually VERY telling.

If the humans in-game were as evil & merciless as the monsters portrayed them as being, then there would BE no monsters left to argue about it because humanity would've executed them all upon winning the war.

Think about it; if you were evil & merciless & just won a war with someone who had the power to take your soul & use it to become powerful, WHY would you waste time & energy creating a giant magical prison to keep them in instead of just KILLING them? Unless, you don't plan on them being in there forever?

After all, many criminals are kept in prison until they either live out their sentence or learn to be a healthy member of society.

In fact, why are humans even able to enter the Barrier at all unless there's a specific reason, a specific outcome, that the mages wanted to occur? Like, for instance, what if the humans don't NEED to be dead? What if humanity expected the monsters to befriend 7 humans who would then all ban together to break the Barrier of their own accord?

In fact, why did the monsters just assume that the humans had to die in order to break the Barrier? We never really get a reason as to why.

What if the point was to prove that humans & monsters can live together in peace?

If anything, it's the monsters who are portrayed as genocidal for immediately jumping to violence in order to open the Barrier. "Destroy all humans" anyone?

I mean, why didn't they try imprisoning the humans first?

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[pyjamac]

how come he gets some awful and unique tragedy that would be a way to make sense of me and i just have to sit on the couch :•( no fair

[summoningspark]

If I could add something, there's a quote that I find oddly comforting when thinking about this topic

"Sometimes I used to dream that she’d die soon, of some petty embolism or in a car accident, and finally I’d have a way to explain myself. ‘That’s just the way David is, they’d say - and in my heart I’d be able to agree with their diagnosis. It’s because his mother died.’

I used to dream of cataclysmic events like these. The loss of both legs. A sudden blindness. Some awful and unique tragedy that would be a way to make sense of me." (source: I Am In Eskew by Jon Ware and Muna Hussen)

It doesn't explain why I feel like I've been so badly hurt by what, according to an outside perspective, was a pretty standard childhood/adolescence, but it does remind me that I'm not the only one who feels this way.

Sometimes I get sad and frustrated thinking about how I had a normal childhood with good parents and incredible privileges and accommodations, and I avoided almost all common adverse and traumatic events, and yet my entire life has felt in my body like I'm being chased through a torture labyrinth by a hateful God

Like okay when i was like 10 I got a regular stomach bug while I was spending the night at mamaw's house and I had a full-blown trauma response to it. I started having panic attacks so bad I thought I was going to die. I remembered every single detail of the night I got sick and developed weird superstitions about objects I'd interacted with. I never wore any of the clothes I had been wearing ever again, except my socks, which I didn't touch for like. 6 or 7 years.

This wasn't an isolated incident. I have searched my memories desperately for some kind of deeper trauma that underlies the state of mental health disaster I've constantly been in as far back as I can remember, and I've got nothing. I was just born too psychologically fragile to be alive.

[voidambassador]

todays really a "some awful and unique tragedy that would be a way to make sense of me" day

[girldraki]

i used to dream of some awful and unique tragedy that would be a way to make sense of me thursday

[dailytatsu]

Hello! I saw request were open so i was wondering if i could request some headcanons of the Archons and/or the Adepti meeting a God reader who is the God of Chaos and destruction. The reader is not a Archon tho and travels all over Teyvat cuz small bits of destruction were ever they go. They're pretty mischievous and somewhat smug but despite how they act they're actually a good person. They dont mean to cause problems(most of the time anyways) chaos follows them were ever they go. Idk if you have a character limit but if you do please tell me so i wont make a mistake again. And if there is you can just do Zhongli and Xiao. Optionally could you make them a dendro user, there not a lot of dendro content and if not thats fine. I understand. Could you make the reader Gn or Non-binary they/them pronouns please? If not male reader is totally fine. Im so sorry for the long post and I hope you have a good day/night!

Ohmy, it’s my first time just writing headcanons! I’m use to write a lot, so let’s hope I did it right (^ ^' )7

Thanks for the request! ✨

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[HC] God of Chaos! Reader and the Archons + Xiao

Characters: Zhongli, Xiao, Venti, Shogun Raiden (Ei).

Gn! Reader

I tried doing it with everyone but I’m no still that confident to try writing with some characters ＿|￣|○

Sorry for any mistakes!

Request are open!

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Second part ->

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VENTI

To be honest, he didn't notice your presence at first. He had other concerns on his mind that day to perceive the chaotic (and slightly threatening) aura that Mondstadt was infected with that day.

Barbatos is a person of habit, so he couldn't help but be curious when the crowd in front of him began to look a little agitated instead of seeming to enjoy his lyre and his songs.

But then a series of domino events appeared in front of his very eyes.

The purity of the chaos was such that he felt overwhelmed, even without the white-haired boy around, if it wasn’t Bennett fault, then how was it possible for everything to be ruined in such a short time?

His patience ended when, out of nowhere, the strings of his lyre jumped close to his face as they snapped. Making that awful noise that couldn’t mean nothing good.

Okay, enough, who is messing around in here? No more joking in his nation!

He concentrated a little, a faint but unique presence kept his nerves on edge, as if he was being watched from afar. He moved away from the busy areas and then chased that ephemeral energy to the highest point of the church, where the bells were ringing in an irregular and stressful way.

Then he found you. Snoozing against one of the columns, somewhat tired because the trip you made to reach Mondstadt.

Surprisingly, Barbatos understood you since the first exchange of words. A god of chaos who was also a free spirit, you followed no rules ever written in Teyvat, and you had no plans to apologize for the mess you made.

Both of you were Zhongli’s worst nightmare, but that’s another story.

He managed to through your arrogance and your teasing nature that you, in fact, were a lonely spirit that liked to witness the life from above of everyone.

The difference between teasing someone accidentally and committing a crime was really visible, but he still couldn't help but feel like he should scold you after your mere presence messed up with the guild's baskets full of fish.

But hey! He also enjoy the company! Venti tried to teach you how to enjoy the calm and the whisper of wind, music can also contain chaos, feelings, old stories waiting to be told again, expressions and desire united, in a wonderful piece of-

As you yawned his lyre broke up again. Making clear the message.

Okay, not even God of Freedom and Wind can control chaos. Anyways, what a tragedy, but there’s nothing a simple bard can do, smh.

“Do you like kids, don’t you?” He said once, after a nice day of hearing him sing before your chaos reached his little concert. Again watching everyone from above on the hands of the statue, with your attention caught by some kids playing tag.

“… I don’t know what do you mean.” Once discovered you had no choice but to remain defensive, pretending to be disinterested.

“Heh, you aren’t a good liar.” It may not be the wisest thing to make fun of someone who could destroy the place where you were resting, but Venti was confident that he knew you well enough to know that you were not so explosive. “You know!, I just have some pieces, but I think it’s because they are little walking concentrations of pure and innocent chaos, am I wrong?”

He wasn’t, no at all. But you would never confess something that embarrassing.

This guy wrote a ballad about the days when Mondstadt got immerse with that strike of bad luck. Kind of an apology of not being able to handle the situation.

Now there’s the rumor that says that, every time somebody sings that song, something unlucky will happen in front of you.

The song is cursed.

One night when the moon was shining on the Cider Lake his well tuned ears distinguished a melody that was broken from time to time by the accidents of his performer, distracting him of his way to look for you.

It could be painful to listen to, but Venti could certainly feel the dedication of the one who was playing the imperfect song.

The ballad of the god of chaos, hummed like a lullaby that instead of making you sleep makes you question the events of the day. Wishing for the slightest thing to be different after an exhaustive week of peace and tranquility.

A lonely spirits cursing their existence, sitting in the highest point of a stranger’s palace, where you can reach the sky by only rising your hand.

The next day, Barbatos invited you to drink some wine, this time near Windrise to avoid accidents in the city.

As he almost dropped the bottle when a lot of slimes were attracted by your presence, he confirmed the theory about that the way to spend time with you would not be his personal definition of hanging out.

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ZHONGLI

Okay, there’s only two scenarios that could happened when you set a foot in Liyue.

Old man has a soft spot for you for being a relative young deity.

Or he’s always lecturing you for not having control of your aura and powers.

How u dare bringing chaos to the nation of order? It’s that a death wish?

Jokes aside, you’re not really a threat. And he could sense that after he saw how you tried to avoid having direct contact with the city. Rex Lapis found your silhouette jumping and crossing through the mountains until reaching the fairest point that allowed you to enjoy the view of the streets that were filled with life and light as the sunsets.

He even noticed how you sighed in frustration when a storm started out of nowhere. A rain dedicated just for the arriving of the God of Chaos. Not even bothering of getting shield, you stayed in your place to look at all the people who were getting back to their places.

The rain seemed to stop over your head, for a second was enough to stop you from being cruelly swamped by the very weather you had created. An elegant umbrella covered you, the long awaited surprise you expected from someone as outdated as Morax.

You looked up, and found his expression calm and attentive, watching you. As if he had made a great discovery that he could not believe

“May I have a moment of your time to keep you company? Letting out your sorrows in the middle of a torrential storm is not what I would recommend as way to spend a good day.”

“… What are you talking about? Get in your own business, old man.”

“Well, you should know that a sorrow shared is a sorrow halved.”

Next time you knew was that he was helping you to dry your hair with a towel once you let him guide you to his place.

Zhongli picked you up like a abandoned cat that day. Even if having you near meant to deal with new the roof leaks.

Also kept you away from Hu Tao, if you two ever get along for being partners in crime he would seal himself underground-

For all the time you spend exploring Liyue, there he was. Like a little kid showing his treasures. But also like a worried father looking after his child for them not to stumble making their first steps.

Look at you! Almost crushing those Treasure Hoarders when a bunch of rocks fell down after you jumped at the edge of the cliff.

Wait, no- come back here! You should verify the surroundings and be aware of the weight of your power if you’re going to explore in that bold way. You, chaotic brat.

Another one who believed fervently that your mood was to blame for the constant chaos you caused. He also tried to show you the wonders of peace and calm, teaching you how to prepare tea while listening to the storyteller (also both being a little far away from the rest of them, just in case).

He couldn’t help but sigh when the teapot arm broke as soon as you tried to serve the tea. What a waste, he thought.

You apologized to him, kind of stressed with yourself after you took all the pieces with your bare hands to run away with them. Leaving a confused Zhongli behind.

Next day you were back, with the teapot repaired and just like new.

He let out a lot of thankful words, some flattering and a lot more cheesy things that you never had received before.

With that unexpected affection you couldn’t help but react flustered; then a cat that was chasing a bird jumped through a lot of decorations and merchandise, almost starting a fire as the chained events kept going.

Yeah,, uh, Zhongli got some useful mental notes about you and your chaos that day.

Hey, before you go, want to make a contract? You won’t regret it!

But as the wandering spirit you were you had no problems in reject his offer, but also promising that you would visit Liyue if he wanted you to.

Of course he wanted! But.. maybe next time you should stay in Huaguang Stone Forest instead of roaming near the city,,

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XIAO

Tried to kill you.

I mean, your aura is threatening and full of a destructive energy, how is possible that you weren’t a demon to eradicate??

Sorry, but he had a point.

Your first met was on your way to reach Huaguang Stone Forest along with Zhongli for introduce you with the Adeptus.

Xiao, in the other side, thought that you were about to attack Morax from behind, so he just struck against you. With his polearm near to go through your chest, just stopped because you felt him before.

Lifting your hand at his direction, summoning chaos, this time, on purpose. The wind gained a wrathful nature and the biggest roots that were hiding under his feet rose to caught him.

And when you were about to hit each other Zhongli’s shield appeared just in time to separate both of you. Preventing a real catastrophic event.

Now stop fighting and introduce to each other.

Nice(n’t) to meet u.

What if you tried to awake Azhdaha to bring chaos and destruction to Liyue? What if you wanted to summoned Osial? What if… ?

Zhongli had to confirm and promise to him that those cruel possibilities won’t be a near future for respecting the real reason of your travel.

No matter if he wasn’t comfortable with your presence, it wasn’t his decision to allow you to roam freely, so he had to get use to it.

He immediately knew after hearing about your nature that was your fault that lately there were a lot more demons and monsters. Even his karma was getting more painful than usual.

(If you ever meet Hu Tao, please think twice before doing Xiao a prank)

You both didn’t interact a lot, and being honest, it was better that way.

He hadn’t a single intention of talking with you again until the day you were practicing the song that your Anemo friend taught you. By the other hand, Xiao noticed that the melody had the same nature as the one he once heard before being consumed by the karma.

It wasn’t a flute, but a worn lyre that was still in one piece after weeks of being repaired again and again.

“That song… ”

“Do you know it?” Xiao just nodded, staying in silence, being your very first audience even if you still have a lot to learn about playing a lyre.

It wasn’t as effective as the original, but was still… nice, kind of nostalgic.

Next morning, the Yaksha called for you. Made you stay still in the middle of a plain and then he disappeared of your sight.

He abandoned y- wait, what’s that? Why those monsters has that weird dark aura?

You were about to defend yourself until Xiao appeared back just in time to defeat them.

That day you became his personal bait for demons and monsters. Naturally you attracted chaos, so anyway you were, there will be also something to fight.

I guess this is your way to pay for all the troubles you made for him and his duty, so no complaining about it.

If you ask for a unexpected experience to Ganyu she would said that once she found both of you fighting along against the catastrophe, looking after each other’s back and almost having a perfect synchrony.

➷➹➷➹➷➹➷➹➷➹➷➹ ➷➹➷➹ ➷➹➷➹ ➷➹ ➷

SHOGUN RAIDEN; EI

Also tried to kill you.

Well, the puppet tried to.

And then Ei tried when you had the opportunity of facing her.

But since killing a god just mean the releasing of a lot, pure, energy she couldn’t afford that risk, much less considering your “speciality”.

Who knows what would happen to Inazuma if your vital energy burst across the nation. Just like that old story about Sal Terrae and their goddess.

She just defeated you. Letting you rest and recovering in the midst of the plane of her reality within her mind. Your inert body in the middle of the battlefield as she kept meditating.

When you woke up she ignored your presence, but also denying your complaints about letting you go out back.

In her words, you were a burden, another enemy of eternity. Something as unpredictable as you and your “accidents” couldn’t get along with her utopia.

Ei could banish you from Inazuma, but she knows your type. Stubborn and not accepting the most simple orders to obey.

She knew that you would found a way to be back.

It’s better like this.

And in the hypothetical case of you being freed when she trapped the traveler (kicking you out) and then having a chance to see her again after the end of the war, then things would be somewhat different.

There’s not that much of civilization on some islands, so she allowed you to explore as much as your heart wanted. But if something serious happen, she promised that would end her work in the middle of the sea so your remains never be found.

Okay, message clear. Just do chaos near monsters and bandits, got it,,

Even if she wanted to spend some time with you and telling you some stories about Inazuma and other gods she couldn’t found the right time to call you at her presence.

As the current ruler of Inazuma she was busier than the rest of Archons you have meet. Maybe just some letters now and then like a way to keep a logbook, but not really a face to face talk.

Until she got the opportunity of a day off, just to found you messing around near some ruins. Trying to solve a puzzle before your speciality strikes in. The structure fell down after your fingertips reached the stone.

When the dust dissipated, you discovered her figure judging you from the other side of the remain ruins.

Give her a good reason for not errase you from the map, I dare u.

You felt the worst was about to come when Ei ordered you to follow her after a long sigh. Crossing her arms and starting to walk away from the bunch of old and worn rock.

Plot Twist, she actually invited you to rest under a tree, asking in her serene voice the reason for your journey and your origin. In such a direct way that it seemed more like a sentence than a talk to get to know each other better.

You answered what you could remember and then the silence stayed like the only way of interaction between you two.

Ohno, you know this pattern. Something’s about to happen-

“There is some strange beauty in the chaos, it may be the calm after the storm, but the catastrophe itself is seen as a necessary evil to appreciate the stillness. How much it would last until the lighting hit the valley?”

“So I arrived to keep order between the humans?”

Well yes, but actually no.

“… You see, if there is nothing but order and a lack of problems, mortals are likely to create them on their own. Their minds feels the need to be tested, to prove their worth, so I guess some of your chaos may be part of the history.”

“… then shall we take a walk in Inazuma?” You did not know if you were right, but you thought you saw a faint smile through his lips in the same way that lightning can be seen in the sky.

“I’ll allow it.” She said.

Her only condition was for you not to approach the huge boxes of fireworks down the street.