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fr4ncium · 12 days
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Okay idk if this like FIT fits Robinhill but I love to imagine them singing Venus by theatre of tragedy, please tell me y'all get it
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fr4ncium · 2 months
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Fuck you
*black metals your Blade*
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fr4ncium · 2 months
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Crystal and Water
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This fic features some parts of the dialogue to be more separated from the rest to hopefully make it easier to read ^^
Tags/Themes: Minor Degradation/Shaming, Gender Neutral Reader, First Person Reader
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The dawn sun shimmers across the ripples in the water. Lakeside glass ornaments lightly jingle as they sway on their offering posts. The town hasn't woken yet. Asides from the fishermen preparing to head out to sea you're one of the few who wake so early. How can you resist? it's so tranquil it's just about the only time you can enjoy the unobstructed view of the spires in the lake. At least there are laws to prevent large buildings being built in the immediate vicinity of them so it doesn't obstruct the view of them. A strange law, but then again it would be heinous to question Lord Ithhir about it.
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You're on your usual route to the crystal shrine by the lake, it's the closest thing to the spires so you truly can get that beautiful morning sun peeking through the mist and framing the crystal atop the spire.
Thwack. You're brought out of your daze as something gets flicked against the top of your head. As you look up you see Ithhir–the God of crystal and water–laying across the roof trim of the shrine and half hanging off of it. The sun creates a beautiful contrast to his navy hair that lazily frames his face as his crystal-like eyes stare down at you with what can only be described as a cat's curiosity. He doesn't even look like he is sorry about flicking something at you.
"Name."
His voice snaps you out of your thoughts.
"I'm sorry what?"
"Your name."
"Oh, sorry, it's Y/N."
He tilts his head but his expression doesn't change.
"You come here every single morning to gaze at the spires, why do you do this? Are you a runt amongst the others and not allowed to be here when others are?"
His words take you aback. Gods really do have no concept of human behaviour, you suppose it's due to his age, he is after all roughly 6,300.
"Uh no.....nothing like that, it's just because the sun at this time of morning creates a sort of halo around the crystal atop the centre spire and it just looks stunning."
"But why at the shrine?"
"Do....you want me to stop coming here?"
He scrunches his face a little and sits up, legs swinging down and almost hitting you in the face.
"No"
He remains quiet as he gazes at the spires, his nose scrunched a little as he squints at them.
"You made these spires, do you not think they're beautiful?" You ask as you lean on the railing and look up at him. He shrugs and his gaze meets yours as if you're a child.
"No. They are nothing but stone and crystal that have been decorated, I made them to simply mark my domain to the other deities that dared to rival me. I do not see the appeal."
"But surely you can now just appreciate them for their visual appeal right?"
"If you think that a God in the Divine Trinity would bother with such pathetic things then you are incorrect."
His voice felt like a dagger to your heart. Viewing the world through romanticising the little things is how you've been managing to stay happy recently and the very god you idolise and worship has called it pathetic. Your head quickly lowers and you just stare at the water in silence, trying to push down that gut wrenching feeling. You hear him sigh and then a hiss of sizzling water as he dissipates. Doors open and the sounds of chatter begin to occupy the silence of the town. It's your queue to quickly get yourself together and go to work.
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The following morning you go through your usual routine, head to the shrine and gaze at the spires. A familiar voice is heard above you.
"I upset you deeply and yet you still come?"
You don't even look up as you speak.
"Yeah, and you came back so it's clear you were hoping I would"
He mutters something to himself and then he appears behind you. As you quickly turn around to look up at him you are met with a scowl, his golden mask that's adorned with a few jewels covers his right eye and glimmers in the morning sun. It's a strangely enchanting contrast. He speaks, his voice low and with an edge.
"I am a God. Do not forget who you're talking to when you speak with that tone. And no, why would I care whether you come here or not?"
You shift your gaze to the ground as you feel a sting in your eyes as they become slightly glassy. He sighs and walks past you to the railing so he can view the spires from where you usually do. His voice softens.
"I came to see the spires how you said you enjoyed them best, whether you were here or not would not have swayed my decision."
You catch him glancing at you before quickly looking to the spires. You wipe your eyes and move next to him and look up, the sun begins to move into position and forms its halo around the crystal. Ithhir tilts his head as what you swear is a small smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. He notices you're looking at him and quickly adjusts himself back to his usual cold demeanor.
"I suppose you were correct. It does look rather pretty like this."
Before you can respond to him he begins to conjure up something with his magic. Spikes begin to form and cracking can be heard as crystal begins to be shaped. Once he's finished he holds it out to you. As you take it in your hands you see that it's a sun catcher in the shape of the crystal atop the spire made from sheets of amethyst and citrine. You look at it with awe.
"It's beautiful.... Why are you giving this to me?"
Your question is met with him folding his arms and narrowing his eyes as he looks down at you.
"At least a 'thank you' would be pleasant to hear you know" He scoffs.
"Y-you're right I'm sorry, where are my manners? Thank you Lord Ithhir, it's a wonderful gift, I shall treasure it"
"That's better. Hmph, you humans are so rude." He sounds like he genuinely means his statement as an insult but he smirks a little at you giving it a strange playful undertone. You chuckle a little nervously to try to convey that you took it as a joke, he doesn't correct you so it seems it was in fact a joke. You turn around when people begin to leave their houses, Ithhir probably wouldn't like being seen by them. By the time you turn around to say goodbye he's gone, a faint mist cloud blows away in the breeze where he stood a moment ago. A strange god indeed, perhaps you should return and try to talk to him some more.
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The world and characters featured in this fic are a part of my lil fictional world called Veiled Haven. I will most likely be posting more stuff from it whether it be art or writing in the future.
Thank you for reading ^^
A rose for you 🌹
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fr4ncium · 3 months
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If can stop one heart from breaking is literally the 'I really wanna stay at your house' of Honkai
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fr4ncium · 3 months
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Me to those annoying ass Tiktok ppl getting upset over a villain being a LITERAL villain
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fr4ncium · 3 months
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Bruh I did NOT think I'd get this many ppl agreeing with me, fucking sick dude
I might get hanged for this but am I the only one that thinks Aventurine and Dr Ratio are like brothers(not actual, just how they are with each other) same with Alhaitham and Kaveh. They all literally act like me and my siblings when I see them interact💀
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fr4ncium · 3 months
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reblog this with your red flags or toxic traits
Mine is that I ghost a lot, and I avoid making myself appear online in case that person I'm ghosting sees me. I'll eventually respond tho so ┐( ̄ヘ ̄)┌
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fr4ncium · 3 months
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I might get hanged for this but am I the only one that thinks Aventurine and Dr Ratio are like brothers(not actual, just how they are with each other) same with Alhaitham and Kaveh. They all literally act like me and my siblings when I see them interact💀
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fr4ncium · 3 months
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Sleepy Cuddling Prompts
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- For big spoons holding your little spoon tightly against your chest cause you know how when they toss and turn they can't sleep
- And you don't want to let them go
- For little spoons being cradled in the warmth of the big spoon is so comforting you can't sleep without them
- Pulling one another back to them when they wake up in the night and they're too far away
- Nuzzling into their chest or neck feeling content
- The smell and warmth of them is just too much to resist
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fr4ncium · 3 months
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Look at my doctor dawg, I'm gonna die 😭😭😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏🙏
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fr4ncium · 3 months
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fr4ncium · 3 months
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When the big evil scary monster pauses and starts to observe you out of curiosity, gently grabbing your chin and turning it side to side to look at you. Soon moving down to your hands to observe how small they are against its own.
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