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Toni was laying right in the path where we walk and I tried to step over her but I lost my balance and stepped on her little toes :(
#she ran away and is hiding because Iâm a monster#why does she lay in the middle of the floor#because itâs fun I guess#she seems fine#so i have cats and a dog#Toni#we found a kitten
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â even the gods bleed [ pt 4 ]
{â} characters arlecchino, furina, lyney {â} notes cult au, imposter au, multi-chapter, gender neutral reader {â} warnings blood {â} word count 3.7k {â} previous [ 1 ] [ 2 ] [ 3 ]
Fontaine was bathed in darkness, not even the moon daring to illuminate where the common man fears to walk. The streets were bleak and empty save for the constant, rhythmic ticking and clanking of machines marching on endlessly, dauntlessly wading where even the bravest dared not to venture. Not even the sharp click of the Gardes boots followed the occasional hisses of steam as they walked the barren streets.
It was haunting, and it'd been like that for days now. It showed little signs of stalling in the slightest, too. Every inch of Fontaine was practically crawling with Gardemeksâ like a swarm of rats skittering about.
Arlecchino had secluded herself in the Hotel Bouffes d'ete for days at this point, waitingâ biding her time. Her nails clicked against the wood as she tapped at the table in a stilted rhythm, the subtle click of the clock mixing into the clanking outside, weaving in and out of earshot as the patrols slipped by. She reached forward after a moment of thought, reaching for the white king.
She leaned back against the chaise, tilting her head just enough to catch a glimpse of a patrol of Gardemeks as they vanished behind the rows and rows of buildings. It wasn't enough to keep her attention for long, however, her features twisting in disinterest as she glanced back to the chessboardâ and the letter neatly resting beside it. The seal was unmistakable and a sobering sight, demanding her attentionâ the soft hues of blue etched into the shape of a dragon stared back at her in a way that almost unsettled her.
She had already parsed through it's contents hundreds of times, but she was met with only vague, flowing script that only served to irritate her more then anythingâ it filled the page top to bottom yet managed to say nothing at all. Her hand reached out again, but instead of reaching for the letter she plucked the black rook from the board, setting it down with a soft click.
Arlecchino had all the time in the world to sit back and observe her prey, but all that time would be useless if she lacked the information to act.
And he was quite tight fisted about it, evidentially. None of her inquiries or attempts to decipher any potential codes in the letter left her empty handed. She could not act without even knowing the reason for his summonsâ it was almost worded like a personal affair rather then one would expect for a foreign diplomat. In truth, she'd expected a scalding report on her operatives, but it lacked any mention of anything of the sort.
She was no stranger to people masking hostility behind pretty words and compliments, not that it was ever unwarranted per seâ the Fatui did not create connections through honesty and genuine kindness. They have strong armed more then their fair share of people into cooperation to the point distrust is all the Fatui are met with outside of Snezhnaya. Every word was meant to conceal the deceit, every action meant to conceal the price later paid.
So she had been..skeptical of the letter, to put it lightly. She doubted the Iudex of all people would offer a hand to the Fatui without a price attachedâ a trap, perhaps, meant to lure in the most powerful piece left on the board. Her eyes narrowed, reaching for a white rook and moving it to the right.
Or he was hiding something. Something that he simply couldn't risk getting out to anyone, not even the Divine themself. A tempting prize, whatever it was.
..A dangerous prize, too.
She'd considered burning the letter and forgetting it all togetherâ the risk was great, and she couldn't risk getting caught up by whoever else the Iudex may have on his side of the board. But she could hardly pass up the challenge and the prize that he fought so hard to keep from prying eyes and ears. Even her agents came back empty handed each time. She lazily picked up a black rook, sliding the white pawn aside.
"Lyney," Arlecchino drawled, crossing one leg over the other and turning her gaze to the door as it slowly creaked open. The pale visage of Lyney stepped through, though his siblings were noticeably absent. The weariness that weighed down on his shoulders was apparent in the slightest furrow of his brows and the subtle creak of leather as he clenched his fists behind his back. "Father." He choked out, the title dragged out by the sharp inhale and shaky exhale.
He looked out of breath, she noted.
The silence that lingered after the small exchange was punctuated only by the click of another chess piece being moved. She sets aside the black rook, letting it sit among the dozen other pieces that had been wiped off the board. She can see the conviction glinting beneath the fog of exhaustion, but if he would utilize it was another matter all together.
He had seemed to make his choice quickly, at the very least.
"Our contacts and operatives within the Fortress of Meropide have gone silentâ all we have is their final confirmed missive.." His voice is confident, but it is rigid as the words spill from his lips. He takes a sharp step forward, unfolding his arms from behind his back and opening his handsâ the small, water stained and messily folded note catches her eye, plucking it from his palms with a half hearted interest. "They believe the Duke left the Fortress of Meropide..and that he may be coming to the Court of Fontaine."
Her eyes narrow dangerously, nearly crumpling the thin paper in her handsâ yet just as quickly, she collects herself.
But she cannot get rid of the bitter taste on her tongue, lingering as she sets down the note and slides it to the side, her lips pursed into a thin line.
So the Iudex had shown one of his pieces..she tightly grasps a black rook, tipping over the white rook, letting it roll against the board.
If the Duke was involved, things were much more complicated then she expectedâ he would be a problem, she was certain. She couldn't blame the lamb for fearing the wolf, either. Whether her agents had been killed or captured by the man mattered little. He had his ways, and he was a force that could instill fear in even them.
Which meant the possibility that her operation was already compromised was far too real.
What had the Iudex so concerned he had gone through the trouble of bringing in the Duke and herself? The Fatui was one thing, but to specifically request one of it's Harbingers..
The Prophecy? The thought had her clenching her fist, but..no. If it were to rear it's head now, the Iudex could simply not afford to waste time on his contacts deciphering his nonsensical scriptâ If the prophecy were to be the issue, there time would be limited to mere minutes in the worst of cases. Which meant it was worth biding his time in order to ensure absolute secrecy.
So if not the prophecy, then what?
Her next moves were..limited. She was already walking on eggshells considering her position and the reputations of the Fatuiâ especially with a Harbinger in the midst. If they caught wind of her operations, they'd weed out her operatives and be on guards for any snakes that lingered in their garden.
She reached for the chessboard again, picking up one of the white rooks from the board with a scowl. The sharp click as she sets down the white rook and sets aside the black pawn draws a shaky inhale from Lyney as she moves another black pawn, the dull click of the pieces drowning out the distant clinking of machines.
..A draw, perhaps.
The pieces were all falling into placeâ the players of this game were slowly being revealed. Whether she could secure her victory..she was unsure.
She wasn't even sure who her opponent was. Only that the Iudex himself was but another piece in their game.
Arlecchino reached for the board again, yet this time she hesitated. Perhaps she could still swipe the win from beneath them, if she played her cards right.
She would simply have to capture the kingâ or, if need be, let it end on a draw. Either way, she would not concede. She could not afford to concede. Down to the last piece, she would drag out this match until she was in a position to force their hand into the outcome she desired.
She stood slowly, picking up the king piece and observing it for only the briefest of moments before she set it down on the table, taking measured steps around the table and across the room. She was hunting a much more dangerous quarry todayâ it would be no simple runaway traitor this time.
"Do you remember the directive?" She inquired coldly, her hand lingering on the door for that long, tense moment. "..Yes, Father." Lyney faltered, taking a hesitant step back and bowing at the waist. "Then do not stray."
All that was left was the silence and click of the door shutting behind her as she disappeared down the hall, her boots clicking harshly against the floorboards. The rest of the agents knew better then to linger in her path as she stepped down into the lobby, adjusting the cuffs of her sleeves. She barely even acknowledged the Fatui agent standing at the ready by the heavyset doors, their gloves hands held out with her cloak held loosely in their palms. She quickly snagged it from them, tugging it over her board shoulders and clasping it around her throat.
With a quick tug, she brought the hood up over her head to conceal her sharp features, lifting her hand and placing a neatly folded note within their waiting hands. She had only one chance to make the right moves and secure her victoryâ no matter the cost.
Each piece had it's purpose.
Oft, that purpose was a bloody and horrible endâ but for the grand goal of the Fatui built on the backs of the dead, it was an honor.
She didn't bother speaking a word as she dismissed them with a wave of her hand, pushing open the heavyset doors and stepping out into the barren, damp streets. The rhythmic clink and whir of Gardemeks was still distantâ she needed to move. Her boots clicked and splashed in the rain soaked stone of the streets as she slithered between the buildings, ducking through the openings in the patrols.
It was almost too easy.
She tilted her head back, taking in the towering Palais Mermonia with a scowl, her hands clenched into fists. The final moves were being playedâ the king was within her reach, yet she felt no more confident then when she began.
The air carried a sense of unease, thick and heavy, filling her lungs until she felt her breath still in her chestâ listening to the empty, bleak night that seemed so..quiet.
She'd done her fair share of research, had more then her fair share of her agents try to peer into the Iudex's office or the Archon's supposedly hidden chambers, but every attempt was a failure. She had to give them credit, they were quite elusive when they wished to be. Though now she only thought about it bitterlyâ this was all a risky gamble, in the end, and only time would tell if it paid off.
With minimal effort, she'd managed to pull herself to the flat, tiled roof, eyeing the massive tower peaking out of the center cautiously. At least here the wandering patrols down below weren't likely to notice her..she could hear them passing by the spot she'd been in only a few minutes ago, just beneath her. She pulled the hood further over her face, peering through the sheer darkness of the night for any oddities, but it was almost impossible to see in the dark.
Her boots clicked softly against the tiles as she approached the tower jutting out from the Palais, her hand gliding along the smooth stone, pressing against odd indents or crevices. If it was for the Archon's chambers, she doubted they made it very difficultâ she'd only met the woman once, but she doubted the Iudex make it all that complex just from a brief glance. And it surprised her little when one of the stones sunk into the wall, gears whirring as the walls split open to reveal a stairwell straight into an inky black hall. Only the barest hint of light peaked under the door at the bottom, but it's occupants must have heard her, considering it went out not a moment later.
She cautiously stepped down into the small crevice, her breath visible in the bitter cold airâ her shoulders tensed at the subtle sound of muffled footsteps behind the door, her vision flaring with a molten heat between her shoulder blades as she reached for the worn handle of the door. The heat of her vision was enough to just barely heat the metal, her vision flaring like a quickly building inferno.
Arlecchino was prepared for a fight, if it came down to it.
The door creaked as she pressed against it, shoving it open with a grunt of effort and surveying the room with narrowed eyes and a biting remark on the tip of her tongueâ the lavish opulence was expected, she supposed, but the lack of the towering figure of the Iudex was not.
Yet before she could get a word in or even take in her surroundings properly, the light flickered back on and she had to squeeze her eyes shut with a hiss at the sudden brightness. She could hear the door being shoved closed behind her, the hurried footsteps retreating just as quickly as her eyes adjusted to the light.
..This was a joke, wasn't it? It had to be.
She'd expected the Iudex, perhaps even the Duke if she'd been unlucky, not the Hydro Archon. She had half the mind to test her worth as an Archon then and there, her temper flaring like an uncontrollable blaze, barely kept at bay. It took all her self control to force herself to smile politely at the woman rather then snarl.
"Miss Furina," She sneered beneath her hood, x shaped pupils locked onto the startled, trembling Archon with thinly veiled contempt. "What a..pleasant surprise. You'll have to forgive my manners, I assumed I was meeting with the Iudex." She observed her body language carefullyâ the way her eyes darted about like a frightened rabbit seeking escape, the slightest tremble of her lips..
Arlecchino opened her mouth to offer another scathing remark, but her jaw audibly clicked shut as her entire body seemed to lock up. Even her vision went cold against her back, a chilling feeling creeping up her spine as someone, or something, crept up behind her. Their footsteps were almost silent, the slight rustling of their clothes the only thing she could hear over her heart pounding against her ribcage.
Arlecchino had always prided herself on being on the other end of that sensationâ she was the monster, and her target was the prey frozen like a deer between the hunters crosshair.
It was a chilling feeling to have the dynamic shifted on it's head.
She couldn't even swallow, her jaw clenched so hard she could hear it creak as she tried to reason with her quickly splintering mindâ a futile effort, her joints locking up almost painfully. Black spots were quickly swallowing her vision from the lack of air in her lungs, the sound of shuffling behind her barely audible over the ringing in her ears.
For a moment â a moment too long to have only lasted the seconds that it did, yet so quick it gave her whiplash â she thought she would hit the floor dead before she could even glimpse her assailant.
And then it was gone. She came crashing back into reality with a startled inhale, her lungs burning and her knees nearly buckling under her. The instinct to lash out and kill whoever had done it was intense, yet she couldn't bring herself to move even a fingerâ it would be so easy to twist around and ignite them with searing flames, but her feet were rooted in place.
She almost didn't notice the surprisingly gentle hands unclasping her cloak, tugging it off her shoulders, if not for the sheer intensity of the presence still lingering behind her. Her mind was still fractured, struggling to right itself after the ordeal, and it had her seething.
"..Are you certain you held back enough?" Furina croaked, the normally soft lilt raspy and almost hoarse. "Notâ not that I doubt your capability, most Divine!"
Arlecchino felt her nails dig harshly into her palms, heat swelling beneath her skinâ Divine? Had she lost her mind? The Divine was..
The Divine was upon their throne where they belonged. She'd seen them!
"Hm. Well, maybe? Sorry, I didn't think it'd affect you too." Their voice was sickeningly soft as they stepped around her like she wasn't even there, focusing their attention on the Archon who seemed more then delighted about it. "What gave you that impression, most Divine? Aha, I..was completely unaffected, as you can see! Perfectly fine."
Furina let out a small squeak when they pinched her cheek, but the almost affectionate smile that tugged at their lips revealed the lack of malice behind the action.
"You're a bad liar, Furina. You might want to sit down..please?" They didn't take her protests for an answer, gently pushing her to sit on the bed before abruptly turning to face Arlecchino once more, a forced smile on their lips. "Oh, good, you're..uh, not dead. That's good. I thought I fried your brain. Sorry?"
..Had she hit her head on the way here? The Divine should still be on their throne, yet she couldn't shake the weight of their stareâ it felt tangible. She felt like she was standing face to face with the starsâ galaxies and constellations bearing down upon her.
She grit her teeth and clenched her hands until she felt the sting of her nails against her palms, grounding herself in the pain through the sheer overwhelming nature of their existence.
"You.." She croaks, reaching out with a shaky hand and grabbing them by the collar of their shirt, lifting them up until their feet left the floorâ she pays no mind to the startled protests of the Archon. Arlecchino would crush her like a bug before she even got the chance to intervene and they both knew it. "You shouldn't existâ you aren't them, and yet you..you're the imposter, aren't you?" Her grip tightens yet they face her without an ounce of fear, meeting her unyielding glare with a pondering look.
Arlecchino wanted to make them bleed just to see if she could, the urge to sink her teeth into skin welling up in her chest to the point she visibly snarled, her mask of politeness long . "You're the imposter." Her expression falls for a moment before she schools it into one of apathy, setting them back down and holding them there for a moment, finally releasing them after a tense moment. "Or you were supposed to be."
Hers brows furrowâ she wants to demand answers, to throttle them for damning them to being nothing more then dolls for the supposed Divine to break at their whim, but none of the words come to her.
"..Why now? The current Divine has been in power for years, yet you descend now?" Her shoulders tensed, lips pursed into a thin lineâ it's impossible to ignore the truth that lay before her. The Divine is a fraud and this..imposter is the true Divine. How many years had they been in power, now? How many years were they waiting? Why did they wait? Was the suffering of Teyvat not enough? Was the blood that painted the steps of their stolen throne not enough?
She'd personally been on the wrong end of the Divine's wrathâ she wonders..had they watched? Had they seen the cruel hand of their imposter and turned their back on Teyvat?
"I.." They hesitated. It made her seethe, her hands clenching into fists at her sidesâ her vision flickered, flames swelling within it's casing just to be smothered by the presence of the Divine. But once that spark had been lit, she refused to let it go out. "I didn't know."
The answer does not satisfy her. There is an itch beneath her skin that she cannot scratch, a fire that burns in her chest so hot it scorches even herself.
"And what about now? Are you content to cower like prey in the safety of the Palais Mermonia?" She snapped, taking a step forward, her brows furrowed and her glare intenseâ she can see the slightest bit of worry in their eyes. She revels in it. "Will you let them use your acolytes like pawns? How many more need to be broken on the steps to your throne before you act?"
Again, her vision flares and dimsâ it refuses to be used against the Divine that created it.
"Have you no answer?"
The room is silent. They do not speak and neither does she.
Even the world itself seems to quiet in the face of her accusations, fury boiling to the surface so hot it incinerated all it touched.
"I will kill them myself."
Their words are quiet, but they are not softâ there is a vindictive, searing anger that explodes out like dying stars within their eyes. The sight of constellations replaced by a void that would not be . The smell of ichor grows strongerâ to the point she feels almost lightheaded.
"..I am aware that I have failed in preventing this, but I had no choice in the matter. Still," They muse, their voice like the tolling of bells. A solemn melody that stills the swelling fury burning in her chest, if only for a moment. "I will rectify itâ I will tear down their throne of lies and let not even the earth tarnish itself by burying their corpse among it's soil."
They pause for a moment, holding out their handâ scarred and bandaged by the weapons of the devout, yet still they take upon the burden of dirtying their hands to save those who did not save them.
"Do you trust me, Arlecchino?"
Did she?
"Will you help me?"
She exhales heavily, meeting the starry iris' of the Divine with a scowl still tugging at her lips. Arlecchino trusted no one but herself.
"..Yes."
#sagau#genshin sagau#self aware genshin#genshin impact sagau#self aware genshin impact#fic tag#imposter au#genshin cult au#genshin impact cult au#arlecchino#lyney#furina#you do NOT wanna know what i got put thru writing this fic#trying 2 find out where arle was in the few times we DO see her and going down a rabbit hole of fuck fontaine and its layout actually!#I spent like 3 hours looking it up and checking in game it gives me a migraine thinking abt it. ew#anyway trying to write a really smart character is surprisingly difficult when ur as dumb as rocks#also used an actual chess match for this and gave myself an even worse migraine trying 2 make sure i didnt repeat moves or smth#furina doesnt get a spotlight yet just imagine her sitting in the corner trembling like a wet kitten you found on the side of the road#arlecchino goes thru a crisis more at 11#shes a tired single dad shes isnt getting paid enough for this okay#hands u a fic over half the length of the other THREE PARTS#ehe :]#is arle actually on ur side??? is she gonna double cross u???? who knows!!!!!#shes unpredictable she might stab u for funsies#anyway im gonna go nap in a ditch now this took SO LONGGGGG OH MY G-D#also just think acolytes who arent buddy buddy w reader and even resent them is so tasty#bc how r they supposed 2 know reader was a human vibing 5 minutes before their got eebied 2 teyvat..#reader gotta roll up their sleeves and get 2 WORK sometimes murder IS okay#they gotta fix some shit around here and that means committing several crimes all at once. sometimes more#a group can be g-d (just got here) their dragon (neuvi) their cat (archon) their dog (wrio) and their wolf (arle)
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so. rescuing kittens, huh.
#paper craft#help me kdfhgkghj they dont let me sleep....#its hard being a single mother of three.#we're taking them to the shelter tomorrow but we've been caring for these babies for about 3 days now and oh my stars dgkhdfgdjgkd#anyways the one climbing siffrin is named cupid he was the first we found#the one by his foot is valentine she is a sweetheart??#and then the one below cupid is arrow she is very talented#there was a fourth kitten but we couldn't capture them :( hopefully they're okay!!!#this is very difficult <3 bc of many reasons!!! gonna vent a teeny rq buuuuut#i lost my therapy cat in november. and we can't afford to get me a cat in our current situation#which is fine!!!!!#but.... taking care of these guys is really triggering my mourning and grief something fierce#and also theyre incredibly physically taxing and it's making my disability flare up pretty rough#so this has been... an exhausting few days
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no art fight today, I had to bathe a flea-ridden kitten and that shits exhausting
#yeah we uh. we found a flea-ridden kitten#his name is flapjack#he'll get more medication and treatment tomorrow
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Kitten booping! From almost a decade ago, gosh.
The babies and their mother this morning:
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Ponyo!!!
#my dads cat who i havent seen in a year cuz she was staying out of state with my gma until he found a place he could have cats#we got her when she was a kitten and she used to nestle next to me in bed#catposting#cats
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Wanted the share the very first photos I ever took of Cody, on our car ride back from adopting him. He'd just gotten some vaccinations and was drowsy, and the tech recommended I cuddle him so he doesn't get cold.
He was very calm and polite, leading me to mistakenly believe that Cody might be an appropriate name for him.
Turns out, this was the one and only time he was calm and polite...
Cats tag: #YukiPriASLKittens
#YukiPriASLKittens#Cat!Cody#Siamese cat#kittens#cats#Mum and i were both like: this kitten is too pretty for us#not that our other kitties aren't pretty either but like a siamese cat is like a Fancy cat u feel#we both fall in love easily and all of our other adoptions were 'whoever was available' no breed or color consideration#i actually applied for Cody specifically this time but did not expect to get approved bc he was very popular#and i felt kinda bad bc siamese cats are popular so he woulda definitely found a home sooner or later#but our app got accepted super fast and shelter person said that a lotta weird people apply for their 'popular' cats#and we had really good vet refs#so baby came home with us
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there are cats in pretty much all of my childhood photos and what is crazy is that I can remember the names of every cat I had growing up but I canât remember the names of most of my childhood friends LMFAO
#I was pretty much raised by cats being an only child in the middle of nowhere#my mom was the person people called when they found a kitten#we even had some dumped at our door sometimes#some cats were in my life for years some were there for a while until they were rehomed
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We still have this little critter, and she has successfully healed from her spay.
She rejected her homemade cone of shame (rolled up soccer socks courtesy of J) so we got her a proper baby shirt. Itâs shocking we got her into it, and that she tolerated it as well as she did. She may be a shit, but sheâs a good kid at heart. Maybe because sheâs so stinkinâ cute.
It is probably wishful thinking, but her manners seem to be getting better. She still hasnât been formally introduced to Zelda, but we can already tell sheâs a little bully, so keep your fingers crossed because it would kinda suck to rehome her.
(Itâs doubly hilarious because Iâm the âno more cats canât deal argh!â sort and this lil shit just HAD to choose OUR yard as the place to hang out in.)
Mammals are so utterly frustrating!
#Frida#cat#stray cat#tortoiseshell#tortie#sheâs obnoxiously cute and sometimes thatâs annoying cause I want to make sure she learns some good manners#she still likes to bite#but itâs mostly play biting and sheâs slowly learning we find it rude#Iâve never been good at training animals and thatâs all on me#Zeldaâs backstory is she was borderline feral as a kitten when J found her#so sheâs special and hates everything but j and me#sheâs chosen me as her person which is really odd#I just donât want Frida beating up on Zelda because Zelda is a coward#the shirt was adorable and it kept her from getting up to shenanigans#build a bear lookinâ ass#she fell asleep on me multiple times so at least sheâs a cuddlebeast#when sheâs not doing parkour off the walls#honestly she isnât as much as a disaster as she could be so I am grateful
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Finding out that "cat scratch fever" is a real thing and not just a metaphor in a song while googling why I've got muscle/joint pain radiating from my shoulder to my fingers after getting scratched and bit a lot by my new kitten and then realizing that my lymph node is swollen
#'more common from kittens and cats with fleas' bruh ALL kittens have fleas đ#she doesnt have them anymore but she definitely did when we first got her. like a lot of them. poor baby#its also saying that one of the main symptoms is red swelling around the scratch that doesnt go away#but like. im allergic to cats so thats normal for me đ how am i even supposed to tell#i had to look up how to find a lymph node but im pretty sure i found it and im pretty sure its swollen#like i can feel a lump where its supposed to be on this side but not on the other side. and it hurts to touch it#trying to go to sleep now but there is no way to lay thats comfortable đ#maybe its nothing and itll go away. or maybe its an allergy thing#but if i seriously got 'scratched by a kitten' disease bc i didnt know it was possible im gonna be so mad#that shouldnt be allowed to be a thing. @ god i have some notes#rambling
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Toni has learned that the pictures on the TV screen move and now she's watching episode 3 of fallout with us
#is this show too old for her?#she's not even a year old#lol shes a cat#still not sure how i feel about this show#but tonis into it#personal#so i have cats and a dog#toni#we found a kitten#fallout
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im back for my monthly delusion and its alice this time BECAUSE WHY DOES NO ONE ELSE TALK ABOUT HER. OR RHINEDOTTIR. extremely powerful witches who are probably on equal power level to an archon just vibing and committing war crimes.
#self aware genshin impact#self aware genshin#genshin sagau#genshin impact sagau#sagau#alice#rhinedottir#im so normal abt them btw!!!!#i love both platonic alice + romantic alice bc i have mommy issues but also im a lesbian#i just think the unhinged absolutely batshit adventurer who blew up stormterror's lair bc she felt like it is. pretty :)#also she collects kids like pokemon cards shes perfect for sagau. yoink!! new child. oh your literally g-d??? anyway. baby :)#be nice to klee > alice adopts you bc you were nice to klee > ??? > profit#what r the archons gonna do??? fight alice?? she blew up mond bro she will not spare your nations!!!!#g-d forbid rhine get in on it too now you got two morally bankrupt scientists ready to invent nuclear weapons 2 beat you up!!!!#(we r ignoring that rhine will treat you like a glorified lab rat bc shes Curious bc g-d forbid women have hobbies smh /j)#alice holding reader like a wet kitten she just found in the dumpster: her rhined-#rhinedottir: no#welcome 2 the most fucked up family on teyvat!! we have two absent moms who do morally dubious experimentation!!!!!#we support morally fucked up women in stem in this household#okay gn i will actually shut up now zzzzzzzzzz#(i am ignoring that it is 2pm. n e way.)
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Ginger was a silly cat
#Cat#cats of tumblr#cats#he was a kitten of my cat#It took us a while but we found him a great home#No doubt heâs still being silly
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I realized today that I've already had Admin for a month! Look at he!!!
#ironnoises#Admin the cat#its wild to think that not even a week before we found him someone asked me if i wanted a kitten#and i told them like nnoo idk if i can do that right now#and then he showed up#and hes just like me fr its so funny
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weâre probably going to keep them! meet peppermint :)
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something people dont talk about is that losing a pet can be genuinely traumatic
#like ive been through some shit#there's stuff that i cry about if i try to talk about it#i havent told many people about this stuff like very few people#my parents and super close friends and thats pretty much it#but like. shit losing a cat is so fucking hard#mum suggested that MAYBE theres a SLIGHT possibility that dad's house has mould#and i started sobbing IMMEDIATELY because i used to live in a house with mould and that caused my first cat to have a kidney failure and she#died#and i currently have two cats#now my first cat was pretty old when we lived there#and she mightve had health issues when we got her#and she was like. an adult cat.#but my current cats?#one of them is like 3 and the other is 1. theyre basically kittens.#pablo im pretty sure IS a kitten#and if they were to die because our house has mould i would be so devestated#like i was already devestated about midnight but if that happened again i couldnt handle it#we didn't get another cat for like a year because dad just couldn't process the fact that she was gone#it's so scary losing a cat and i dont know what i would do if i found out that one of them got sick because of our house#i dunno it's just. really traumatizing sometimes.
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