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monettsuki · 2 months

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Hello hello!

An idea i had for some headcannons for Langley and F!chief is what if both of them were cats like in that one MBCC shit post from the official ptn acc

I think about that post a sane and normal amount. You can trust me. I'm normal about cats. Don't mind that I own eight or so of them.

Langley and F!Chief as cats

While Chief is a fluffy and affectionate nebelung cat, Langley is a sleek and elegant cream point Siamese.

Generally speaking, their personalities are stark contrasts. Chief is rarely if ever not seen with another cat, while Langley prefers to keep to herself. Window-sitting is her favorite hobby, staring out while she washes her paws in deep contemplation.

However, one thing they both have in common is that they’re both fiercely territorial. Neither of them like strange cats walking around without their permission, and both have their ways of dealing with intruders.

Of the pair, Chief is far more merciful. She’ll speak cordially with strangers at first, trying to warn them off with her words and body language, like the rattle of a rattlesnake. Even if they dismiss her warnings, she’s far more likely to chase them off through cunning rather than a fight.

On the other paw, if it’s gotten to the point where Langley is confronting an intruder, they’ve already been given their chance to get out and it went ignored. She’s not shy about using her teeth and claws and she has a penchant for striking from the shadows; often, the strange cat is sent fleeing from her territory with their tail between their legs, not even entirely sure of what just happened.

This naturally made the first meeting between Chief and Langley tense, as it occurred when Langley was trespassing on Chief’s territory. The smaller feline’s usual tactics of scaring off intruders didn’t work on this aloof cat, and she quickly realized that she had no chance of winning in a straight fight. So, Chief had no choice but to let Langley stay, hoping that her dominance over the other cats in the area was enough to keep it firmly cemented as her territory.

Of course, Chief kept a careful eye on Langley. She quickly came to realize that the Siamese brought a sort of controlled mischief with her – engaging in many of the typical “mischievous” behaviors of cats, such as knocking things off tables, clawing the furniture, and tracking toilet paper all over the house.

She was also a natural hunter, and Chief couldn’t help but notice all the stuffed mice were going missing. The audacity! Every single time she’d get more, it would take less than a week for them all to disappear, and she was sure Langley was taking them all! …Minus a few mice that were definitely being taken by Hella, OwO and similarly capricious kittens, but still.

Though, Chief had to admit she slightly envied Langley’s carefree-seeming lifestyle. She couldn’t remember her kittenhood at all and the last time she’d gotten up to mischief had been last month, on accident, when she missed a jump and sent a bunch of fragile china plates and cups crashing to the floor. She still felt guilty about that.

Still, over time, Chief began to see Langley as less of a tolerated intruder and more an informal member of the colony. Many cats in the area were still nervous around Langley, understandably so, and Chief couldn’t say she was exactly fond of it when Langley started bringing over members of her colony unannounced… but they were cordial and respectful enough, not like some of the other cats from the city Chief had the displeasure of dealing with, so she supposed it was alright.

Langley, meanwhile, is intrigued by Chief. For someone who’s so protective of her own territory and colony, she’s never had a problem with waltzing onto the territory of others if it suited her whims. Normally, the dominant cats of those territories buckle and fold within days, ceding to her, so she’s quite impressed with this young upstart who not only has the daring to stand up to her but the cunning and support to maintain her dominance. Chief has won Langley’s quiet respect, and she’s started to see Chief’s territory not exactly as an extension of her own, but certainly as an area she should protect like it was.

If she’s bringing over her colony members to help her deal with some unsavory types of cats on the borders that might threaten the Chief and her colony… Well, what Chief doesn’t know won’t hurt her, right?

Not if Langley’s there, anyhow. And Langley has no intentions of leaving anytime soon.

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monettsuki · 3 months

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A Fallen Star

Valentines special🩵

Lynette x fem!reader

AU in which Y/N is also a stage assistant and the one doing the tank trick that Lynette has done in the game

warnings: angst (ofc), slight description of death

Evening

Court of Fontaine

Opera Epliclese

The curtains have been lifted to reveal the three stars of tonight's show - Lyney, Lynette and Y/N. The third was the newest member of the troupe, aquired after the events which led to the Iudex becoming the ruler of Fontaine after Furina had left the throne.

Y/N was trained by Lynette herself after meeting her after a show and then their friendship blossoming into love and thus Lynette offered Y/N to join the troupe, thinking that a partner on the stage wouldn't hurt.

So there the three were, in front of the audience that had once again paid to watch them do their tricks, either out of admiration or out of curiosity to see the third member on stage again. Being a new member led to a plethora of new questions the audience in the beginning, also to Charlotte asking demanding to get an interview with you and Lynette, the relationship having been out of any prying eyes until your stage appearance.

This time around on the stage would be a number which the Fontaine audience has seen it all before but having been performed by Lynette in the past, but now it would be performed by Y/N , which meant that she she would be put in the water tank, and then expected to get out.

Lynette had begged her darling to not try it because she was too inexperienced for it - yes she has trained for over six months or even more that that but it also didn't mean that she was experienced enough to attempt such thing. But alas, being stubborn and wanting to prove that in fact she was good at her job and to prove to Lynette that no matter what happened if there was anything dangerous that would need someone to actually do it, then it wouldn't be Lynette.

Y/N was lowered in the tank, having chains tied to both her legs which were not tied to the floor or anything, just kept her ankles encased and limited her movement slightly. Lynette and her exchanged small smiles before she sank, and Lynette closed the lid , wishing that this trick would go well.

But the question was if it actually will? There was uncertainty building up in both Lynette and Y/N, the doubt that everything will go smoothly was growing by the second and it wouldn't leave them both.

She had about three minutes of air, in which she had to find a key between the grates at the bottom of the tank with which she would unlock her shackles and would ultimately get out.

But that didn't end up happening.

Which ended up happening was that tragedy stuck in the way that the chain which held the shackled together had gotten stuck between the grates, when she was trying to find the key, which kept slipping out of her grasp until she noticed that she wasn't able to move around in the slightest,being stuck a pinned point only due to the chain getting stuck.

Panic started coursing through her, slightly trashing around trying to drag the chain out of the small space it was stuck into. That was noticed by Lyney and Lynette which led to a complete panic in them too, Lynette rushing to the top of the tank, thinking that she would be able to help her lover.

The shut door wouldn't budge.

It was stuck maybe from a mechanism being affected by rust or just being shut in the wrong way but the most important thing is that it wasn't budging in the slightest, no matter how much she would try. And the last resort was to call someone to pry it open as Lyney had tried to open it as well but due to the absence of their visions meant that they couldn't just burn their way in doubtful if that would even work.

At this point the audience was panicking as well seeing how the performer - you - was still trying to achieve the goal of being free with little success and the seconds trickled down until your demise, a death which would end up in you being consumed by the very water you were supposed to escape.

Lynette slumped against the door of the tank, not wanting to go down and see your lifeless body, floating still in the calm water, still having the chain caught on the rails.She couldn't cry, being in shock as the curtains finally fell down, obstructing the view of what happened from the viewers.In the end the audience still thought that you were alive and that it was just part of the show for you to be like that, not that your lungs had filled with water while you made a futile attempt to get the chain out of the rails and the key being long lost beneath the rails at the bottom of the tank.

Eventually your body had been taken out of the water, Lynette hanging onto your lifeless body as if to reassure herself that you were still alive. Even if your body was icy cold and your heart wasn't beating anymore, eyes closed in a peaceful fashion as if you were just in a deep sleep and not that Celestia had taken your soul back to the bowels of life's creation.

Your funeral had happened in two days time, the twins and Freminet were there, Arlechinno watching from the distance,thinking of a way to make Lynette happy. Lynette brought you rainbow roses,a last "I love you" as she put them last over your lifeless body. She watched as your coffin was lowered and then covered with dirt, the headstone being put and she put once again a bouquet of rainbow roses, making sure to be the last to leave.

But she wasn't the one to leave last, Arlechinno watching from the shadows. Watching Lynette leave still being in a state where she could barely move from your grave without glancing back the whole time, as if Celestia would be a kind soul and bring you back. But that would never happen, nothing could bring you back. To Lynette that is,but to Arlechinno maybe it was an opportunity to let someone else try a new thing and maybe make Lynette happy in the end.

But until then she will visit your grave almost everyday, bringing rainbow roses, as a statement of her love to you.

#fem reader #angst #angst writing #lynette #genshin lynette #lynette x reader #lynette x you #lynette x y/n #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin angst #genshin anemo #genshin imagines #valentines day

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monettsuki · 3 months

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So uh….some dude apparently recreated Adobe Photoshop feature-for-feature, for FREE, and it runs in your browser.

Anyway, fuck Adobe, and enjoy!

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monettsuki · 3 months

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You know, an interesting tumblr transformation that's happened gradually, and which I've seen no one talk about: ask-culture has essentially dropped off to nothing.

By which I mean, asks used to be WAY more of the tumblr economy. They used to be more common to send, and receive, and see. They were integral to the collaborative, forum-like behavior of old tumblr communities, not even to speak on the HUGE number of ask-blogs that used to exist to only be interacted with in ask-form.

I'm not saying this in a vying-for-attention way but instead in an observational way: I used to get way way more asks in like 2015, even with a fraction of my follower count. I wonder if it's due to the homogenization of social media sites? There's a lot more of this divide between "content creator" and "consumer" instead of just a bunch of peer blogs who would talk to each other. "Asks" aren't really a thing on twitter, are they? And as I understand it, the closest thing to an "ask" on instagram or tiktok would be a creator screenshotting some comment and responding to it in a new reel or video or whatever those content mediums are. Are asks just too tumblr-specific? Is that aspect of the site culture dying out as more and more people converge to using all their social media sites in the same way?

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monettsuki · 4 months

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Kiyoko - OC lore post

Just a ton of lore from one of my rants to a friend-

Tw: death, suicide , suicide idealisation (a bit)

Kiyoko and a spirit that has been with her since she was a child have not so much of a good relationship

It's like Christine and the angel of music in a way

Kiyokos spirit encourages her to keep going with her acting career while at 17 she's burning a "bible" in her fireplace with a cross placed on top and prays a higher entity will stop her from taking her own life due to all the pressure

Kiyoko is forced to choose between her right at life and the self destruction her passion brings and if she wants to become an automaton of her own accord or just escape everything through death and giving it all up just so she can enjoy some freedom

Freedom which even in the little time she has free is restricted due to her friend's habits of exploring abandoned places and the last one they went to only Kiyoko and two other people got out alive (from a group of 9) and she was forbidden to go explore such places anymore

When they tried to ask her she became unresponsive and her spirit was nowhere to be seen for a month after that incident happen as she seemed to sense something or someone grasping onto Kiyokos soul as much as it can without hurting her physical or mental form

Kiyokos fate is inherently doomed as spirits seem to find a creepy kind of comfort just by latching onto her soul. They feed on her pain like parasites and the spirit trying to guide her doesn't make it much better with her critique of every little thing she does on stage be it rehearsal or an actual play in which she thought that she was doing well which leads to her going onto a downward spiral until something snaps and she is found on the floor of her chambers with a bottle of medication that I'd heavily advised not to take in large doses, and thus she dies her dream of being one of the greatest actresses dies and the bodily form of the person that had said dream

She becomes a spirit, being at the middle of the living realm and the realms in which dead souls reside to find themselves in a better predicament, creatures create realms in which *their* dreams are made into reality but before she can enter that place to live out her dream, a *delusion*, fabricated by her in which she thought she would be finally happy and at peace

She is eaten by the same souls that latched onto her soul all along while she was alive , they latched onto the delusion Kiyoko had created for herself and it had been her greatest dream but if it actually went according to plan it wouldn't have worked out. She was not to be happy still in a dreaded circle of being criticised and becoming better, she *had become* the greatest of them all but that didn't mean that she would be happy, she had the support of so many people but she didnt find happiness in it because after all she was alone and had become what she feared the most an automaton which needed fixing all the time

So at that last incident the problem wasn't that they were attacked by creatures that obviously killed a majority

The problem was that they were lured with people they once loved or rejected their affection it wasn't just a simple bohoo they were someone that left you they were the people that swore they'd love you but something came up and you had to be separated to never be united again or that person left and you had no power into saving them

Kiyoko *did almost* die there. A creature had imitated a person she once loved dearly but she had killed herself 4 years prior due to finding out her parents had already arranged her marriage when she turned 18 to a 40 year old man that by then was going to be almost in his 50s and thus they found her hung in her lavish bedroom and the one that actually found her was Kiyoko, who came just to visit and say her apologies and grim "congratulations" so she can please the girls parents , there was a suicide letter on the girls desk at that time , explaining why she had done this and that *they WILL* meet in another life, in one which didnt make it so theyd be separated

Kiyoko was tempted to immediately throw herself at the creature, believing it was her , a delusion which was broken by a friend who grabbed her and dragged her while they ran as the creature had revealed what it was finally and decided it wasn't gonna let go of such a desperate soul that longed for closure from the one that she lost

But for them to have been able to copy her exactly they'd have to have consumed her soul in death , which also happened to Kiyoko but she wasn't attached to any creatures so hers was a much more painful process

In the end they were reunited but at the cost of their dreams, their lives and souls which could have lived on in the dream realm which most went to but they have undergone such degradation during the time when they were alive and they were so weak so they were just consumed doomed to forever live in the shadows and roam the darkness which awaited them ahead

People have said that they sometimes could see two of the spirits found in an abandoned opera house dancing together in a tango that was both intelligible and romantic as if it was a dance of doomed souls that never could have made it out alive with the lives they had and death was their only salvation and way to be together for eternity

In life they were never meant to be happy, not together not anything. They would've lived their lives in a painful manner which would have led them to being more sad than happy

Sure the girl could've just poisoned the guy and run away or take all his money but her family would have found a way to get her married to some old asshole that needed a brand new wife that could easily be moulded how he wished her to be and obey all his commands with no complaints and in the end she would've been broken apart mentally and unable to function other than being a pretty doll in the harem of mistresss which her "husband" had

And Kiyoko sure could've just left the threate life but for her *that was* her life's purpose, what she was supposed to be doing not anything else. Her parents instilled in her that if she wasn't on the stage she was a failure, a mistake , a mistake made by the very own gods they seemed or said that they worshipped and wanted her to be a star no matter if she agreed or not

They were constrained and by the fact that both their families were influential and no matter what they did they would be found on way or another, there's always people that could snitch on them for a large sum of money or the promise for a better life and they fully know that

#my ocs <3 #oc lore #writers on tumblr #tw sui talk #angst #angst with a sad ending #death by suicide #angst writing #oc writing #Spotify

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monettsuki · 6 months

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My thoughts exactly when I saw this pic of them like THEY'D BE SO CUTE TOGETHER HEAR ME OUT PLEASEEEE

Hear me out.

Furina x Charlotte.

#begging you to hear me out #PLEASEEEEE #i think theyd be so cute together

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monettsuki · 6 months

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this terrified kitty won't let go of the young man who found it under the rubble.

the reporter was wondering if animals associations would care for the animals situation in gaza and the man answers her: "they do not care about us; human beings, you think they care about animals?! they do not care about us. no one does."

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monettsuki · 6 months

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and let the history books name joe biden, rishi sunak, justin trudeau, emmanuel macron, ursula von der leyen and every other world leader who did not step in to prevent the genocide of palestine as cold-blooded murderers. may they face a shred of the immeasurable pain and suffering they allowed to be committed against 2.2. million innocent lives.

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monettsuki · 6 months

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I love calling out aphobia. Genuinely. We don't call out aphobia enough, passive or explicit.

Examples of passive aphobia and amato/allonormativity, for anyone wondering:

Implying someone needs a partner or that everyone wants a partner.

Saying "something more" and "more than friends" in reference to getting together. Boy oh boy, do I see this all the time in fanfic. (Other things you can say are "something else", "something different", "other than friends", "in addition to". This way, we're not unintentionally enforcing relationship hierarchies.)

Saying/Implying someone hasn't met the right person yet.

Implying all aros are heartless/don't love (this diminishes platonic attraction/relationships).

Implying all aros feel love (this excludes loveless and aplatonic aros).

Saying aroallos are all sluts.

Implying sex is a milestone people reach.

Implying a first kiss is a milestone to reach.

Enforcing relationships hierarchies, intentionally or otherwise. (This looks like the example above, as well as pitting different types of relationships against each other or saying a certain type of relationship is more important than another.) (Yes, this goes for saying platonic relationships are more important than romantic ones. That excludes aplatonics.)

The only aspec rep in media being the villains/non-human characters/etc. (Disclaimer: Us reclaiming those things is different. I personally love seeing aro rep in non-human characters, but that's just me. Non-human characters being the only aspec rep is the problem.)

Implying all aces are aro.

Implying all aros are ace.

Implying all aros experience platonic attraction.

And much more. The aspec community isn't black and white--that's why it's the a-spectrum.

DISCLAIMER: I am only one loveless aplatonic aromantic and do not speak for the entire aspec community.

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monettsuki · 7 months

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Offering to you all some sandy doodles in these trying times

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monettsuki · 8 months

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OC ART EVERYONE!!

I don't really get much traction for my oc stuff but boom

#oc #oc art #oc artwork #oc artist #my ocs art #my ocs <3 #my ocs my beloved #my ocs are my children #oc art tag #traditional art #pen sketch #:3 #gaslight gatekeep girlboss

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monettsuki · 9 months

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As we share one last breath

TRIGGER WARNINGS: suicide , unrequited love, disfiguration, description of difiguration,death and suicide, abusive arranged relationship/engagement, angst

Tread at your own risk

(que to me going to pray this sounds good not to me but others too)

Under this tree on this sunny day , two children were spinning around in a circle , next to a tree that they had carved their names in swearing an oath of faithfullness to one another under the childish meaning of love to one another - for they would be there for eachother no matter what life would bring them , through pain and happiness, no matter who came between them they were to stay together until the end of time - at the base of this red maple tree -alongside willow trees ,next to a lake with clear water , nobody could hear the happy laughter of two children - a boy and a girl. They were in their own handmade world, in which there were no noble responsibilities, no worries of their already made futures at the will of their parents , it was just a continous state of happiness. As they spun around the breeze of the wind accompanied them as did the birds, chirping a melody which was dedicated to them, celebrating the happiness they had now. Making matching rose crowns and not caring about their scarred hands due to the thorns found on their stems.

The light of the sun being obstructed by the red maple tree oh, shall they remain the same as the time passes and they reach an older self.

To my dearest ------,

This is the letter that I write to you , more as an apology but also as a confession in hopes that you will have the same feelings as I do.

Last time we have seen eachother I meant no harm through my words just wishing to compliment you. Please take to no offence what I said as i just meant it in a good light.------ you do not need to look dolled up as if you are going to one of the extravagant events either our families organise as your beauty is noticeable without all the embelishments of makeup or the dresses you wear, nothing can compare to your beauty be it the beautiful rose garden you love so much, the sun or the clear pristine water of the lake sorrounded by calm willow trees. With this I hope this is a formal enough apology for a lady such as yourself dear friend, I do not wish for what I said to ruin what we had until now.

That being said I wish for you to know my feelings that have been buried deep in my soul until now. I love you deeply ------. I love you more than anything on this plane of existence. I consider you beauty to be the most beautiful of all - in my eyes you have no imperfection my dearest as you are perfect with your qualities and flown and I wish for us to both grow as people if we are to be in a relationship.

I will accept any answer be it a yes or a no. No matter what it is I will continue to stand by your side for whenever you wish to have my company as I will never force you into things that you do not want to experience.

With love,

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You had called me this day, a rather sunny one, to meet you at the red maple tree we spent most of our childhood days. The tree holding our carved names onto its bark as a statement of our longstanding friendship. But you weren't alone, a guy just about our age was sitting next to you on the grass, the two of you chatting and laughing in a carefree manner, seeming as the happiest people on this planet.The letter I held in my hand was now folded more than once and hidden in my pockets. At first I didn't really wish to approach as to not ruin your happiness.

You introduced him to me, in hopes that the two of us would get along - the letter in my pocket long forgotten now that you said he was your boyfriend and soon to be engaged by your parents wishes. To strengthen the families they always say , nobody said that it wasn't true but firstly they should consider what we think too. The expression on your face was bittersweet as if you have come to accept that this will be your new life,and he had a smile on his face as if he claimed a prize most people had no chance of ever obtaining in this life.

I was led away by my now fiancé. I had already noticed how his expression changed between me and my dearest friend as we walked away and he wished I hadn't seen it. The façade we had to hold up no matter with who was around was a bit hard at time and it seemed to break around my friend as he has shown worry towards me - which was the first qué for us to leave him to be.

Our arguments were often, both of us did not want to be involved in this but alas he still didn't wish for me to interact with anyone, especially my friends. All my interactions were to be with my family or his in preparation of our impending wedding which would happen once I turn 18 next year. He is already of age but wishes I am too before we tell our vows of faithfulness to eachother - a thing he doesn't bother to actually respect. Each time I catch him red handed with another girl in his embrace , there is no hesitation in slapping me across the face and telling me that a good wife ignores what her husband does as long as he is still with her. I've tried to complain to my parents about this arrangement but their only opinion is that he could've done so much worse to me than that. Yet he doesn't hesitate either to give any friend I may have a death glare and keep a hand on me at all times , even locking me up in my chambers after acquiring the keys from my maids just to prevent me from going outside and meeting them. Later on he said that he overheard them planning to spread rumours about me cheating on him and more so he decided to keep me away from such nonsense. I quickly made sure to tell said "friends" that they are no longer allowed around me. He had praised my decision and said I did the right thing with a smile on his face.

A while has passed from when I had found out my dearest had a boyfriend. My oath as a child has never changed and even if my feelings aren't returned I will try to help her and be by her side. I awoke today to find the pain I had in my abdomen a few days ago has turned to flowers growing out of my skin , a few small flowers were on the right of my lower abdomen, I felt no pain but in the same time I couldn't call a doctor to see what my condition is about.Even if I would call for a specialist to see me , I could be seen as a monster from now on or be sent to some facility so I can be studied like a lab rat. If that were to happen who would be by her side then. Her "partner" is seen so much with other girls that rumours are already starting to spread.

This afternoon two of your confidants came to me. Your "partner" having threatened them with their own death of they wouldn't have cut contact with you willingly, saying what he will do to them if he gets his hands on them and is the mastermind behind their deaths.I did end up visiting my dearest after said discussion, over a cup of tea I told her what her partner had said to them. She denied everything, saying that they were about to spread rumours of her cheating and not the other way around. Her partner was right and I was wrong , a heated argument starting between us and her "dearest" hearing us immediately attacking me physically, not caring about the fact that I did nothing physical towards my friend. We had to be separated by the butler that was present and two guards, the metallic taste of blood in my mouth and us both breathing heavily. I left with more questions than I came with, and worry towards my dearest.

This night I awoke to a person standing over me , knife aimed towards my heart to make it a easier death. After struggling and successful in the end pinning said assasin to the floor of my room I had found out he was hired to take me out ,I were to be found as a mutilated corpse and a warning to a certain someone which was close to me. A warning that if she wasn't faithful harm may come to those that she loves if she will even remember them. I ended up stabbing him with his own knife, ending his miserable existence.

The same night I was found in my bathroom, sink painted in blood as I coughed, the flowers on my abdomen being coated in my own blood and pain taking over all my senses, I traced the blood that dripped from the flowers, and then tried to wash it all off with a wet cloth. The flowers seemed to thrive.

It has become a routine already that when I wake up for me to have a dolled up face , just for him. If what he wants is for his "love" to look beautiful for him is what I shall do. Lately he has been bringing me more gifts and spending time with me. I have seen my friends more and more rarely. And oh do I miss seeing my dearest friend under the maple tree, talking about our lives and just enjoying our time. He has given me little time to do so and usually tags along wherever I go , if he doesn't like the person from a glance we leave as to not upset him.

Today I saw my friend and...he looked pale. The cheerful person I once knew was replaced by a inhuman looking person which I didn't know. He was still a gentleman, doing everything to ease my pain and make me happier. He dismissed my concerns as him just being sick and nothing actually happened to harm him. But alas there was another fight as my "partner" didn't enjoy the fact that my friend was a gentleman with me. My dearest friend couldn't resist as his illness weakened him and they had to be separated by guards once again.

My "partners" reasoning was that he was just trying to protect me in this situation as my friend was clearly flirting with me. When I tried to say he wasn't doing that he slapped me across the face , as he did many times before when I tried to confront him on his decisions. He reminded me that I was with him just to be a pretty doll and maintain our image, and that I had to right to argue with him as he was the one that "knew what was best for the two of us". My parents reinforced said idea later after I had retouched my makeup to hide the mark my "partner" had left on my face.

I did everything as he wanted it to be , because that's what I had to in order to become his lovely wife and he promised that if I keep it up he won't cheat again. And even if he did, he had a right to do so as he put it.

Today was the third month anniversary of them being together. Her "partner" had beat me for supposedly flirting with his "love". I couldn't fight back as the flowers have taken over even my arms and abdomen fully. The pain is unbearable at this point as flowers keep spreading over my body. My dearest has expressed concerns over this but alas I wish only to keep her out of harms way but to also not make her worry about me. I have a wish to get her out of the grasp of her "partner" as he is a danger to her. Oh but this disease doesn't seem to go away.

This night I've started to bandage my body on order to hide the flowers that grew on it as they are now painted in my blood and no matter what I will do they will remain stained. My feelings for my dearest haven't changed in the slightest but I wish her a time of happiness with who she is right now. Even if he isn't a good person and it's just a marriage of convenience.

By putting the bandages on I put myself in more pain as the growths are compressed. I do cough up more blood now and sometimes I feel like I have a hallucination of seeing flower petals in the blood that I cough up. I will keep pushing on until my last breath just to maybe be able to save her as a statement of my love to her.

Months have passed by now and I have celebrated my own birthday not long ago - which started the preparations of my engament party to my ''partner'', as we are due to marry in the folllowing months as to strenghten the bond between our families. In this time I have become a ''doll'' as he said it himself, alsways looking pretty for him and obeying his every command. He expressed wishes to keep me locked in our chambers forever since he wanted to keep prying eyes away. My reward for all my hard work was that he didn't cheat on me no more, he took pride in that as he could've easily done that if I hadn't done what he wished. I miss meeting up with my friends, especially my closest one. Last time I saw him was merely in passing and he looked almost like a ghost that had been between life and death for too long at this point. I wanted to ask what was wrong but my ''partner'' shushed me and i kept quiet. If it was to please him then i shall do it.

Whenever he doesn't want me to go outside with him or interact with others he just locks me up in our quarters and has mentioned that im lucky he doesn't tie me up as well to not move in the slightest, or even gag me so I don't ask for any help or talk to my maids through the door, its the least liberty he can give while he is away - as no man or woman shall gaze upon me for that he will arrange their death no matter who it may be - peasant or noble. I am his and his only as he mentions it. Trying to sneak out has never worked as that resulted in him even bringing me to starvation as a punishment for trying to go against his wishes of keeping me safe from the world that was outside.

But alas I had convinced him to let me see my ''dearest'' friend after all this time. He hadn't shown his face at my own birthday so I was worried that something could have happened to him that endangered his life.

We agreed to meet at the lake under the red maple tree. But who i saw there was not my ''dearest'' but a disfigured person that was wearing the same flair as the one I knew. A gentle expression on the face now half covered in flowers, bone and muscle showing under them and it spreading almost to the other half, decomposing under my own gaze - the hands that once were human now were bone and muscle tainted with the blood of their owner, his fingers having remnants of his bones only. A rotten smell becoming more obvious as I approached and the signs of disfiguration becoming more apparent as his own blood covered the flowers present on him. Tainted in blood roses were the main flower seen, the thorny stems wrapping around his neck and puncturing the remaining skin there drawing blood that dripped onto the pristine white shirt he wore. His arms were the same but they were almost mainly muscle and bone - bloody flowers growing on top , which painted an even more grusome image to see. The white lifeless eyes that stared blankly at me as I walked towards him but yet showed a kind of gentleness I haven't seen in ages.

I had turned around and left when I was close to reaching him - because that was not who I remembered but a person that had its skin melting off the muscle and bone underneath , a avisage akin to a dead rotting corpse that was still somehow alive and covered in a variety of flowers - many that were my favourites.So I ran back to my own home and crying in the arms of my ''beloved'' as I told him what had happened and why I came home so terrified. I sat there in his embrace - the first time he had let me confine in him for comfort.

I watch as my dearest runs away from me, I stand there understanding why she does so. I am not the one I were many months ago, my body rotting away , a painful and slow death, my agonizing feelings of love long dismissed as you are to be wed to that cruel man in not the near future. As I wish for your happiness I lie down on the grass after you've left my field of view. Looking up at the sky through the leaves of the maple tree , on which our names are etched onto the bark and being proof of our everlasting oath to eachother that we have sworn when we were children.Until now I have tried to contact you before my passing but your partner has managed to keep me away as to not hurt you as he put it.

My skin has melted off, as my muscle rots away ,blood stained flowers covering me like a comfortable blanket. My vision slowly fading away as I lose my strenght to stay with my eyes open and wait for your return which will not happen, the soft wind blowing my hair out of my face. As I cannot utter my last words to you , words of love that would finally let you know about my feelings after all this time but alas you left as my visage terrified you for good reason too.

I have already left my feelings next to me at the base of this tree, a letter containing my statement of love towards you, which will be undying even after I perish from this plane of life. I still wish for your happiness dearest, as I have never stopped one time from loving you deeply, being alongside you in happiness and sadness. I now depart from this world, content to have been at least your friend.

Maybe if the gods may let it be we shall be reunited in another life, where we will not be plagued by pain.

A few months have passed and I haven't seen my ''dearest'' friend since our last meeting. But I hope he is doing well, I've tried talking to his parents but my now ''fiance'' has told me that he is fine and there's no need to do so. I trust his judgement after all so I did just that.

But lately I've felt..lifeless. I have become an emotionless doll that does nothing but be someone that is perfect and obeys every command which is told to her.I feel like im closed in a cage like a parrot that it's only purpose is to look pretty. I broke down one night and my ''fiance'' told me to stop crying and gave me comfort sugarcoated in a more sinister tone. Telling me how perfect I was until now.Which rung some alarm bells in my brain after all this time. My only purpose to him was for me to be a doll in all aspects and only that.

On the day we were to be wed to one another , I wore a pristine white dress. Sitting in my room after the maids had finished making me look as beautiful as a porcelain doll. Me and ''him'' were to be united under the will of the gods and for us to spend the rest of our time together in this union that will benefit both of our families. I had decided though to make one last trip.

With a heavy heart I approached the maple tree I once loved on so much, a blanket of roses now at its base, the bones underneath showing through the visage and a letter left at the base of the tree from the one and only which described a confession of eternal love towards me. Pure genuine love which shall transcend time and space and shall the will of our gods reunite us in another life.

I had brought a rope with me , already present with a knot at one end. It was in case I actually have made my decision clear to go through with my plans. I managed to secure the rope on one of the branches of the tree, and me sat atop of said branch - putting the rope around my neck and tightening it so it fit accordingly.Then with no words being said I took in my last breath and let myself fall.

A pristine white dress reached the bed of roses tainted in red, while the bride wearing said dress swayed side to side gently, lifelessly. An opened letter now being carried away by the wind, a letter which was read by our bride. Two souls that shares a common love for eachother be it in other forms until the realization of another of the danger she was in.

The bond between these two souls shall be recognized by the gods and rewarded maybe in another life. But now they were both reunited under the same childhood tree which held their lifelong oath to one another, binding them even through death. Even what has gotten through them, they still have found their way to one another , the roses being proof of their everlasting love to eachother.

But alas in this life it wasn't achievable by any means.

Maybe the gods will let them be happy in another life, in another realm.

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La Signora headcannons

Mainly fluff and a bit of angst if you squint proceed

GN reader

Also if anyone wanna request I'll take those

Song reccomendation because it fits her Pierrot Play - No.D

Rosalyne is a person of elegance and a sophisticated flair - which is why she would heavily indulge into buying dresses or suits depending on her lover's taste and have them dressed in the finest clothes of Teyvat - all she asks in return is undying love and loyalty to her

After Rostams death I don't think she would've ever thought of ever getting a relationship again - worse after she became the Crimson witch - under her confident facade there is a part of her that questions how could anyone find something that they could like - even love - in her . So sometimes she might get clingy without any explanation because she thinks you're going to realize how awful she actually is (or rather how she actually sees herself) and ultimately decide to leave her

Usually if she's clingy she will come to hug you from behind - she usually has her hands really cold due to her crimson witch powers being greatly dimished - so if you feel cold hands resting on your stomach and a head on your shoulder you will know who it is - she will probably use this tactic to make you jump a bit if the two of you are in Shezhnaya and the bonfire is making the room hot enough

She likes to do things for you but you doing things for her? Absolutely not - though is that a blush when you want to do something heartfelt for her? - she'll cherish anything you do for her no matter whatever it is and she will pay you back tenfold (saying no will not do it this woman is STUBBORN)

If the two of you are cuddling she will be hugging you at all times - is like a cat - you can't escape her grip no matter what and archons forbid you move to get some water in the middle of the night - in the next 3 seconds she's behind you, cold arms slithering around you and a sleepy Rosalyne telling you to come back to bed and if you refuse she's dragging you herself

Whenever she's exhausted she will want to put her head in your lap to sleep -especially if you have squishy thighs she will adore to just use them as a pillow and you running your fingers through her hair while she falls asleep (you will be stuck there until she wakes up)

She will definitely want to have fatuis guarding you if you are a civilian but if you can defend yourself she will be worried of you dying in a mission or while fighting (Rostam trauma) so whenever the two of you are on separate missions she will want to keep in touch with you

She would want to keep your relationship secret for a very long time due to the fact that she wouldn't really want people to know about it - mostly due to her fear of you being targeted and killed in some way - she is after all a Harbringer and a lot of people would give their soul to the devil himself to have one to maneuver like a puppet so she definitely takes that into consideration (especially if you can't fight or have any difficulty with doing so)

If the two of you are alone she will definitely want to just kiss you all over your face just so she can see the lipstick marks on your face and she will just smile while smothering your face with kisses (also as a thank you for loving her and anything you do for her)

She really loves to read books in her free time and if you want she will even read to you especially if the speed at which the two of you read is different - maybe you'll even fall asleep listening to her voice and she definitely likes to hum whenever she's trying to fall asleep so you also have that

She will do your makeup if you ask her nicely - she won't mind it at all but actually absolutely adore doing so - the two of you just spending time together in silence is something that she will love to do and cherish as her schedule is mainly filled with work (will bring you gifts from her far away trips even if the main goal there was a gnosis rather than slacking off)

Perfume and jewellery are definitely her things so if you ever have any problems with that just come to her and she will help you find the best accesory for your outfit or perfume for a change of pace (if you have a favourite perfume she will even associate that one with you after a while and it will mostly turn into ''its you'' whenever she feels the smell of it - its like a memento you're actually there with her)

Anyway goodbye for now ❤❤

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monettsuki · 10 months

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Pantalone headcannons

GIF not mine

Also taking requests for other characters if people like this as much as the others I've written

Its all fluff don't worry (maybe a little bit of angst-comfort at the end)

Spoils you with measure - I feel like this is without saying but he would spoil you , he'd primarily make sure you're never missing anything that you shall ever need plus especially likes buying you quality clothes for events he might attend (as the Harbringer dealing with finances he would also have a big influence and would certainly be included in noble events as the Fatui "representative” that if he accepts invitations) you're definitely taken to these events in the finest of clothes and he takes pride in knowing he has such an eye catching partner by his side

Likes having you close to him - especially after a long day of paperwork and dealing with annoying requests for financing he will definitely hug you from behind and just plop his head on your shoulder while just swinging slightly side to side and letting out a deep breath (if you run your fingers through your hair while he's doing that or at least twirl a lock of his hair with one of your fingers he will melt instantly and would just lean more into your touch , it applies a lot if you put your palm on his cheek as well)

Regarding cuddling - he will admit he loves cuddling with you even going to the extent of now trying to finish his work faster so he can cuddle with you at night and feel your warmth with a blanket over the two of you while he's peppering kisses all over your face and holding you in his arms - sometimes he will even start tickling you just to make you laugh and relax more after a long day and then will put his head on top of yours after rubbing the bridge of his nose because he finally took his glasses off and then the two of you drift off to sleep

Definitely cares for his skin to look flawless and takes a day off spa day to take care of himself - it probably would surprise you a little bit (or maybe not) when one day he just takes you to the best salon he knows in Snezhnaya and the two of you just relax - no work no nothing - then he takes you to your shared home and you cuddle in bed for the remainder of the day and probably doze off at some point with Pantalone forgetting to take his glasses off due to it just happening without him getting to do that (so if you're still awake in that fated afternoon you should take his glasses off for better comfort)

He would LOVE to hold your hand in public - at all times if possible - he finds some sort of comfort (which you won't see him admit for the life of him because he thinks it will be in some sort of way corny to do so) in doing so because it's not something that's really attracting attention but also something that can show that you and him are in a relationship or at least close to eachother and those who usually would try to flirt notice that (when that happens he tightens his grip on your hand a little bit but afterwards he brings it up and kisses it - in a gentleman kind of way before putting his other hand on top of it)

Craving something? Don't worry at all! - Would definitely send someone even in the dead of night to bring you or him what you might crave in that moment - or you might just even have that already and you can just go and snack on - he will probably join you because if it's in the night (most likely) he will notice the side of the bed where you are is empty and on top of that cold (if he's getting impatient he will probably try luring you to sleep with kisses - this tactic works on him as well)

Sometimes when he is tired but he still has some work to do and cannot physically wait for the moment he is in bed, in your arms , again he will just call you in his office - and just let you sit on his lap while he continues doing paperwork and if you fall asleep he will carry you to bed before you slightly wake up and feel two arms slithering around your waist while a certain someone places a kiss on your forehead and murmurs in a sleepy tone a "Goodnight darling" (although this often could happen out of your own initiative especially if he's been up for several days because some nobles keep nagging him with some kind of idiocy they have done and don't know how to fix)

Mornings with him are very, how do I exactly explain it , calm and relaxing - he's not a morning person nor does he expect for you to cook him breakfast (he can do it himself after all ) so he has maybe a little bit of a dilemma into letting you do it for him so he will try to sneak behind you and take over when you turn your back to the stove but once you bother him enough he will accept you doing things for him reluctantly (he will try later to repay you by buying you yet another expensive gift or on your day off just making sure you're relaxing the whole day and not doing any work - he will take a day off that day too so he can do that)

The only way to make this man blush is one simple method - sneaking up on him and hugging him from behind, while burying your face in his back or crook of his neck depending on your height - he gets flustered due to the fact he is the one usually doing this and doesn't really expect it ,plus he is vigilant and can notice easily if someone's sneaking up on him so it's a surprise when you manage to do that (He will let you do it anyway because he likes it even if his face is a little red afterwards which is why he will not admit it)

While he's working you can hear faint classical music from his office - he cannot work if it's complete silence , needs something in the background to focus - anything that's with words distracts him from his thoughts at the current matter at hand so instrumentals is the way to go - sometimes asks Arlechinno for recommendations (it's one of the only things they agree on) - he lets you change the disks on the gramophone he owns for a change of pace in music (if you choose his favourite song which he has forgotten to put for about two months now he will maybe just maybe get up , abandon his work and waltz with you a little bit)

Isn't probably of showing weakness in front of people - especially you- he will definitely think that if he shows any weaknesses you'll think less of him so the first times he has mental breakdowns he will just lock himself in his office and you almost have to tear down his door after a while of him doing that because he doesn't say anything about it- the sight when the door opens is a tired and sad Pantalone (looking like a really sad puppy) and he will just plop in your arms if you hold them out to take him in an embrace (will bury his face in your shoulder and you will hear maybe faint sobs because everythings gotten too much and his stress caught up to him - he knows if you're shorter he might crush you a little bit so the couch he has laying around is the best place for comfort)

Reversed roles now of the last one - if he finds you during a mental breakdown or if you're just crying generally he will take the rest of the day off immediately mentally and just take you in his arms and letting you cry all your worries away while he asks in a gentle tone what upset you , if you want to talk about it and then if you said yes to the question he will listen patiently but if you said no he will whisper that it will be alright and other things like "you know that I'll always love you right" or anything else just to comfort you and stop you from crying as fast as possible as he hates seeing you cry (while internally hoping it's not because of him -its not him but he still has this fear within him)

Alright this is everything bye-bye ♥️

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