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ichigomaniac · 5 months
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~ Masquerade of the Guilty ~
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aphel1on · 5 months
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neuvillette's lore is actually insane. we all took one look at him and went "haha dragon🫵" but i significantly underestimated how big of a role he would play. he's the incarnation of the original hydro sovereign. he took back his rule right under the heavenly principles' nose. he's the one handing out hydro visions now (not even because he has to, he doesn't, he just grew so fond of humanity that he chooses to). he gave away the hydro gnosis bc he straight up doesn't need it. he's planning to DETHRONE ALL OF THE ARCHONS (in a few hundred years, when the traveler's not around to see it, so it won't be awkward for them). he's kind and soft-spoken. he's full of vengeful rage. he's a father to hundreds. he found his purpose after feeling lost for 500 years. skirk pulled him aside for a super-secret convo and when he saw us again he immediately spilled the tea. as far as i can tell, he spawned into existence fully formed. no other character can fucking compare
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plottwiststudios · 6 months
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Furina Deserved More Empathy
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Most of you are here because you dig my writing for "Women of Xal", but please bear with me on this: Furina is a worthy character to study, respect, and love. To me, she is Genshin Impact's best character, and certainly my favorite from the game.
But although her characterization was top tier, the characters and writing around Furina were just... so ugly to her in a few areas that I believe are worth talking about. Even if you think the Fontaine arc was perfect and beyond reproach with how Furina was handled at the end, please at least hear me out. I promise I do come with not only my empathetic insight, but a writer's with a keen eye for the unfair, as well. Everyone, strap in and click that spoiler line for more~
"But Furina is only human, isn't she? Even though she has had a long life, her mind is no stronger than that of any other ordinary human being. I cannot begin to fathom what she has had to endure. It must have been torture for her." - Neuvillette
This quote comes immediately after Neuvillette realizes that his partner in crime, Furina, has been playing a role of a god far outside of her true personality every (perceived) second of every day for 500 years without end. Fooling the world, and keeping the secret that she was a mere human was crucial. If she didn't, her nation would have met oblivion via drowning, according to an increasingly real prophecy. If you don't know the story/why, it's complicated, here's the cutscene. Collaborating with her divine 'half', she commits to this agonizingly long performance willingly by weighing her own happiness with the lives of the people. And does that take a toll on her?
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Yes! It got bad enough to where she started crying without realizing she was -- in front of a citizen she of course had to deceive. She had to use her vast experience to play it off, and, well, you see how easily that citizen bought it, and you can see how Furina is handling that situation, even if you're not used to Genshin's models. What I'm trying to get at here is, Furina carried Fontaine's salvation on her back for 500 years. In complete secret and isolation. And as we are playing a video game, we naturally see to the finale of her 500 year performance...
By putting her on trial as a fraud god!
Now, although I felt grimy from the jump about the whole "Trick Furina into her own public trial", the plan itself is legitimately justified from the player / accusing party. She played her role too well, and now her own nation and allies think she's not taking the threat of her nation seriously. (The threat? Ironically the flooding she's trying to prevent) Her peers do know she's hiding something. So in a desperate gambit to get her to talk and hopefully give them something to stop the incoming flood, they trick her into arriving at her own trial. And, I believe my necessity, she is given more trauma for her troubles before this trial ends. You can watch it all here.
Even for players who didn't figure out Furina's big secret, this trial was BRUTAL to watch, and the fact the player character initiated it by trying promising Furina that her secret can be safe with the player -- WHILE the player was actively and secretly transporting Furina to her trial is just... cutthroat. Necessary given the lack of context (mostly), but cutthroat. I'm glad Furina considered her options with entrusting the player, but ultimately would have decided not to. Because we didn't deserve Furina's trust.
Long miserable story short? Furina is judged guilty and sentenced to death, but she doesn't care, because to her, she spent 500 years, only to think she "failed" and now everyone will drown and die. So she's left essentially dissociating with only tears to show consciousness. Longer story short? She didn't fail! Her trial was all part of the plan her divine half cooked up without telling her about the trial! To save the nation. (Prophecies, am I right?) And the nation is saved! All because Furina kept up the act for 500 years -- well past her emotional breaking point. Like, well, well, well past her breaking point.
Most importantly: Furina is free to be a regular human that no longer has to perform. She no longer has to rule as a god. So what's the first thing she hears from us? (Link for the conversation)
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tldr: "We sure Kathryn gave us the right address we obtained without permission? Wow, Furina's living situation got a whole lot worse different after she stepped down from ruler."
If you're wondering if I skipped a few cutscenes covering how Furina got there and how she's doing, don't worry! Same here: After the story's climax, Neuvillette tells us that Furina steps down and numbly packed her bags and hecked off for peace and quiet. Did we ever VISIT this woman after asking her to trust us before destroying that request for trust? Did ANYONE besides Neuvillette give her an apology, or go out of their way to check in on her besides Clorinde? Am I supposed to assume that the same writers who keep doing insensitive things, has a staggering fear of dark skin, and seldom have enough courage to trust the audience, are expecting us to fill in the gaps of time with the most positive outcome that Furina was apologized to and supported off-screen? And hey, if you're on team "We had no choice, given the circumstance; no apologies needed", then look at it like a human, not (just) an apologist! If YOU underwent 500 years of never being you, but an exaggerated trope for the world, and at the end, that world temporarily rejects you in public, cutthroat fashion, is this how you would like to be treated?
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An organization gave out your address to help the player
The player only visits you to help NPCs
Pressure you to perform yet again, this time for fun!!!
Express how your boundaries for no-acting actively hurt the NPCs
No noted thanks or conversation about your sacrifices
The writer to your life railroads you into feeling bad for boundaries
Someone dryly states, for her own reasons, that you were inactive
Made fun of for your lifestyle decisions post-freedom from acting
The writer of your life railroads you into singing for the NPCs
Some more I am probably going to regret not remembering
Even people who haven't played the game, but read this will note that something went amiss. One or two of these bullet points can be seen as fine or not-horrible when isolated, but literally all of this happened to Furina. Even if you want to say that all of these are properly addressed offscreen and not mentioned in the game, then what about the writer's desire to resonate with the audience?
To the writers of this game who obviously do not take words to heart: We resonate with Furina just fine. She's a beautifully written character and I have nothing but the fiercest of respect for her. But we don't resonate with how she was treated after her 500 years of torture ended. Not by the characters or writers. As writers, how did you WANT us to react to these insensitive scenes? Why? Did you think the lines of dialogue through from a humane angle, or were you stuck in the immediate present of writing a "funny"? Did you think about the cost of not letting the most tortured character in the country have any scenes after her trial until we're looking for her to help people we've never met before? Was the tonal whiplash wise in your eyes? Could you find no better way to get Furina comfortable to sing and get her vision? Why do I get the feeling that even an author with no experience might have known better than to do some of the things you decided to do to Furina? As writers, do you think everything I've stated is what she deserves, or even the natural course of events for a character as important and as good as Furina? Is that the extent of your writing prowess and creativity?
This is a story about a nation of justice. So where's Furina's justice?
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kiritakyan · 6 months
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tmmyhug · 2 years
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ohhhh you guys i just had a massive epiphany. so the interesting thing is that cwilburs story really is about him managing to escape his own narrative. (insp: this post) the problem with that, on a meta level, is that any story where the character has a struggle against the narrative and then successfully escapes that narrative will be disappointing by nature. because. the character escaped. the story isn’t there to serve you as the audience any more.
like for c!wilbur, his narrative and own perception of his role in the narrative was his downfall, but it was also the reason we were hooked. that was the whole basis of his character and his actions. the source of the drama and the cohesion of action and behavior. he was playing his role that he had inadvertently trapped himself in. and in order for him to be free he had to shed that mentality. and by shedding that, it was, inherently, no longer for the audience. no longer a performance. that story wasn’t for us. bc it’s not a story anymore. c!wilbur escaped. it was for him and him alone. and hence the audience, expecting grand catharsis and satisfaction, or dramatic tragedy and theatrics, or a sufficiently ‘satisfying’ end to the ‘character arc’’, is disappointed. so he went home. that’s it?
and YET! and yet and yet and yet. the disappointment itself. IS THE CATHARSIS! because within the loss of our narrative satisfaction lies the completion of the character arc! of him escaping the narrative! it’s a big circle! i’m going insane! he escaped his narrative! our narrative! the disappointment of the audience at a lackluster ending IS THE SATISFYING ENDING IN ITSELF because it means he made it out. . the blorbo. has escaped the narrative! he did it!!!
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deanbrainrotwritings · 10 months
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— MASTER OF PUPPETS
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SUMMARY : jensen starts to tease early in the day and is very sure she will give in before he does.
PAIRING : jensen ackles x fem!reader
CHARACTERS : none
WARNINGS/TAGS : nsfw (18+), teasing, fingering, oral sex (f. receiving), fluff
WORD COUNT : 2.7k
A/N : song from a metallica song. i understand why writers hate/struggle with writing summaries, like wtf am I gonna write? and then it sounds cringe, but fuck it, it’s exactly like that Xx
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Y/N was sure Jensen was teasing her.
It started in the morning, when he’d woken up, clearly in a mood. His adorable messy hair didn’t stop him from looking sexier than any man in all existence. Under the sheets, he’d stripped into his boxers, pouting and whining cutely that it was hot, then he held her until her morning grumpiness passed.
He kissed her cheekbones, gave her heated kisses and squeezed the fleshiest parts of her body until she was a puddle of love and completely relaxed in the bed. She knew what he was doing when he rubbed himself against her but refused to let himself or her cum, stopping when either of them got too close in exchange for a few hot kisses.
Later, he stepped out of the bathroom after having showered with the towel wrapped low on his hips. He had his lips puckered, dimples forming at the corner of his lips, his eyes had a playful glint in them, and he avoided her gaze as best as he could while he looked around for his clothes.
He looked gorgeous and he knew it. Not just from years of objectification, but from the simple fact that he knew. He was mostly humble about it everywhere else, except at home. At home, he used it to get what he wanted, he used it for fun, and right now, it seemed that’s what he wanted, to have fun.
He’d dried himself mostly, the long locks of his hair were darker from the shower and he’d clearly ran his fingers through it carelessly, but looked so damn fine. A few droplets from his hair fell onto his flushed, freckled skin, and slipped down the slopes of his beautiful body.
She stared at him from across the room while finishing up a few last things in her appearance. She’d slowed down, chewed on her lip thoughtfully and tried to ignore the instant throb between her legs from just looking at him. It was embarrassing, so she tried to focus on herself again, just like he was pretending to do, his marvellous body becoming taut with each move he made.
Once he picked out his clothes, he laid it out on the bed, thought for a second or two before removing the towel from his waist. She glanced up, her brows rising slightly, and he did the same. He looked up at her, internally smug about getting her attention. He casually slipped his boxers on, both of them remained quiet, continuing to change in comfortable silence.
It wasn’t very comfortable, in truth. Not after that. The room became electrified, thick, and hot with sexual tension. But neither of them addressed it for different reasons. His reason, he was gonna wait to see how long she’d last. Her reason, she wanted him to give in first.
It was hard, she wasn’t going to lie.
He’d held her waist, pulled her body close to his while his other hand held the back of her neck, just to pull her in for a sweet kiss. It wasn’t meant to be sweet and they both knew it. He’d gently brushed his lips against hers, the slight touch sent tingles over the surface of her lips before he finally pressed against her. His soft lips moved just slightly and he tilted her head slightly to deepen the kiss, and then pulled away slowly, his green eyes sparkling with excitement.
A little smirk tugged at his lips, but he played it off with an adorable grin that seemed innocent, had he not slapped her ass before leading her out of the bedroom. And they went to do random things, from shopping for food to shopping for other necessities, including just things they wanted for themselves.
He was possessive, protective of her the whole time.
When she decided to wear the short dress, as classy as it looked on her body, it was hard not to ruin the fun he wanted to have teasing her. Especially with those platform boots that made her tall enough to have easier access to his lips. She looked fuckable, the dress riding up slightly over her ass when she walked, and he’d step behind her to pull it back down.
If she was gonna be naughty, so was he.
He’d give her ass a squeeze after each time when no one was looking. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, gave her an innocent kiss on the cheek. But she turned her face to the side, searched for his lips, so he kissed her, not expecting the way she made out with him in the parking lot. Her fingers carding through his hair, pulling gently and sliding her tongue past his lips with her head resting on his shoulder from the position.
He was breathless when she pulled away, dazed from the sun kissing his eyelids for far too long or maybe from the intensity of her kiss. Whichever it was, it was a good kiss, and he watched her slip into the passenger side, waiting for him to get inside too. On the drive back home, he put his hand on her thigh, high up on her soft leg, his pinkie practically brushing against her panty-covered pussy.
She squeezed her legs together, stopping him from continuing to tease her, but not fast enough. He could feel how ruined her underwear were, the dampness that coated his fingers when he twisted his hand to cup her pussy. The music playing in the car masked his gasp, but he knew she heard him anyway from the blush that started to grow on her face.
He shifted in his seat, felt his jeans tighten around the crotch area. When he removed his hand from between her legs, it was for his own good. He focused on driving them home safely, thinking of anything but the fact that she was aroused. It was hard to not stop the car, because she squirmed in her seat, rubbing her thighs together every now and then.
When they got home, he helped her make lunch… with difficulty. He couldn’t really focus with the way she bit her lip or her just standing there looking completely beautiful while waiting for the food to finish. He tried to slow his rapid heartbeat, sipped on some beer and watched her with hungry eyes.
He waited patiently for her to finish and the whole time they talked about what they wanted to do the rest of the day. All while ignoring the sexual tension and the way he just wanted to touch her and kiss her. As the food simmered, she started to wash the dishes and he helped her, looking at her lovingly as she spoke about something she read that she found fascinating.
When she turned the stove off, after finishing with the dishes, he pulled her away with his arms around her waist. He nuzzled the side of her neck with his nose, his lips kissing down her shoulder, his body immediately responding to her little gasps. His hands moved up her sides, cupping her breasts over the dress to squeeze them gently, teasingly.
“You drive me crazy,” he growled softly.
“You started it,” she replied softly. He laughed, moved his hands down under the dress to rub her clit over her soaked underwear.
“Yeah, I know,” he admitted, not even a little apologetic. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he moaned. She clung to his arms, her knees weak and her chest heaving when he started to move his hand inside her underwear. His fingers gently brushing against her clit, another sound of pleasure leaving his plush lips when he circled her dripping entrance.
He slipped his hand out of her, turned her around and pressed her against the counter. She gasped, helped him slide her underwear down her legs until they were completely off. He grabbed the back of her knee, lifting it up and slanting her hips to see her pussy.
“Jensen,” she whined, grasping his arms tightly. He pushed her dress up to her hips, teasingly dragging his hand down her pelvis, a little smirk growing on his face when she started to wiggle her hips impatiently. “Please,” she whined, digging her nails into his arms.
He kissed her, distracting her momentarily with his soft lips on hers, needy and passionately moving with hers. His breath almost caught in his throat just knowing it’s her he’s kissing, heat rising to his cheeks, his heart skipping beats just pouring his love into her through the kiss. At the same time, he brought his fingers down to her clit, brushing his fingers up and down, feeling her press harder into the kiss.
He teased her entrance, circling around before slowly pressing the tips of his two fingers into her. She groaned and bit down on his bottom lip, sucking it gently. He squeezed her leg, pushing his fingers inside her all the way. It made her gasp and her teeth released his swollen lip, her head tipping back slightly when he started to pump his fingers into her.
He watched her, smug and horny, while biting his lip. He ignored his throbbing dick, ground his hips against her desperately despite how awkward the position was. His fingers and palm were soon soaked in her arousal, his lips parting when he looked down at his hand. The sound of his fingers squelching in and out of her made him feel like he’d cum untouched.
“Shit, honey,” he groaned, then started to lower himself until he was on his knees in front of her. She released his arms reluctantly and opened her hazy eyes to observe him and his next move. His warm breath made her slick feel cold in comparison and his tongue on her clit made her moan wantonly. He hummed softly, smiling up at her from between her legs, amused by her responsiveness. He let her thigh rest on his shoulder and started to finger-fuck her faster, sucking her clit so hard she stuttered out a moan and pulled at the long locks of his soft hair.
A thread of curses slipped past her plump lips along with his name, and he felt her walls squeeze his fingers, his spit and her arousal coating his hand. He moaned against her and brought his free hand to his jeans, undoing the belt impatiently, lowering the zipper and unbuttoning them to shove his hand into his boxers and jerk himself off uncomfortably.
“I’m… fuck,” she moaned, bending her knee a little higher on his shoulder and pushing his fingers against her cunt. He tightened his hand around his cock, sucking her clit urgently until she came on his fingers with a strangled moan tearing from her throat. He slowly tongued her clit until her walls stopped spasming, only pulling away from her pussy when she released his hair to hold onto the counter behind her instead.
“That was…” she whispered, lowering her leg from his shoulder. He stared up at her with adorable pouty lips, pulling his drenched fingers out of her and cupping her pussy to massage it comfortingly. He stood back up and leaned down to kiss her, both of them careless about his mouth being smeared with her slick.
She started to lower his jeans and his boxers past his thighs and he pulled away from the kiss, his forehead pressed against hers, but he was looking down and biting his lip again. “Still not enough, baby?” He chuckled, watching her wrap her fingers around his cock.
“Shut up, this was your next move anyway,” she narrowed her eyes up at him but had a playful smile on her lips. He moaned softly and nodded with a cheeky smile.
“Right, yeah. Just no more teasing, I can’t fucking take it, Y/N/N,” he whined, lifting her leg up again. He gave her a pathetic look, his green eyes wide and begging for her to guide his cock between her legs. She stared at him defiantly and licked her lips when she rubbed the leaking head of his cock against her clit. He moved closer, hiding his face in her neck to smell the sweet scent of her hair.
“You’re unbelievable,” she chuckled, giving him what he wanted. She shimmied her hips and let him slowly and easily sink his cock into her slick cunt. He lifted his face from her neck and kissed her again, felt her lift his shirt up his stomach and kept her hand on his chest. He pulled away from the kiss to curiously look between them, moaning at the sight of himself inside her.
“Fuck, you’re so hot, Y/N,” he grunted, looking down when he started to pull out and pushed back into her roughly. She tightened her hand around his shirt and wrapped her arm around his shoulder, staring up at him with her brows furrowed in pleasure and her lip pressed by her teeth.
He watched himself thrust in and out of her, going harder and faster when the curls around his pelvis area shone in her arousal. He let out a loud moan, tipped his head back with the most gorgeous expression of ecstasy, his hair falling back and following his movements. He was a sight to behold, with his red cheeks and pillowy, red lips. He alternated between biting down on his lip and then moaning loudly every now and then, all while she watched completely enraptured by the way he fell apart.
His hand under her thigh became sweaty and she started to heat up faster with the clothes she was wearing, but the way he rolled his hips against hers, rubbing against her clit felt so good she almost couldn’t feel it and didn’t care how sweaty they became. His thrusts became erratic and she brought her fingers to her clit, rubbing quick circles to bring herself to her release, closing her eyes for a few seconds, until she felt his panting breath blow across her flushed face.
“I’m gonna… fuck, fuck,” he grunted, her walls fluttering around his cock, squeezing tighter when she came again. She moved her hand to his waist, held on as he thrusted into her, helping her ride out her orgasm when his cock throbbed and twitched, filling her up with his cum. “Shit, baby, you’re so good,” he praised, his fingers digging painfully into her leg.
He continued to swear quietly, his hips finally becoming still. He kissed her forehead, brought his hand to her other leg and lifted her up so she could sit on the counter. She let his shirt fall down his stomach again, her hands clutching the back of his t-shirt, letting him drop kisses over her face and neck, smiling softly when she laughed shyly.
“Was that okay?” He asked, brushing her hair away from her face and behind her ear. He leaned down to peck her lips when she nodded.
“It was very good, Jay,” she mumbled against his lips, letting him drop kiss after kiss on her lips. Both of them smiled into the kisses, his hands holding her jaw gently. “Dinner’s cold,” she reminded him between kisses. He paused, looking to the side at the abandoned food, and pulled out of her.
“Wanna order some pizza instead, have some beer, and watch a movie?” He offered, looking at the mess between her legs shamelessly as he lifted his boxers and jeans. She bumped his chin with her closed hand, flustered, making him look back up at her. “What d'ya say?” He smiled, stepping away after kissing her cheek to grab some paper towels.
“Sounds good, handsome,” she accepted, watching him wet the towels before making his way to her. His smile got bigger and he started to clean her up, his inner demons telling him to pump his cum back into her.
“Then after the movie we can fuck again, and again, and again, until you pass out,” he teased, half-serious. She raised a brow at him, laughing at his words, she slapped his chest and dropped down from the counter to tug her dress back down. “That’s not a ‘no’,” he reminded her, his eyes glued to her when she bent down to grab her underwear from the floor.
“It isn’t, is it?” She agreed with a mischievous smile, making her way out of the kitchen. He cursed softly, threw the paper towel away and washed his hands quickly before going after her.
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justsimplash · 6 months
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Here's my predictions for 4.2 based on the trailer. Note that in the last couple patches Hoyoverse has upped the misdirection in the trailers by a LOT, so it's possible half the things we see are something else entirely.
-"Everyone's dead" is either taken out of context or everyone in Fontaine in indeed dead. Either the primordial sea actually flooded everything, thus the clips of fontaine submerged, and Furina is trying to find a way to reverse it or that was some sort of dream or cutscene explaining the prohphecy.
-The whale could either be a creature of the primordial sea (maybe abyss since it was calling to Childe?) or it could be the added consciousness of the people of Fontaine after the flood, similar to the oceanid formed by the missing women case victims.
-"The part you [Neuvillette] have played over the last 500 years." I believe this implies that Furina did have a plan. In 4.0 and 4.1 a lot of focus and stress is put on Furina for the fact that she's not doing anything about the prophecy, but I believe she's had a plan the whole time and she's kept it secret. She's not as incompetent as she seems. As for the missing gnosis, it could be in the oratrice, but it could also be maybe used as bait to get the whale to go to a certain location.
-The presence of Skirk implies that the primordial sea and thus the whale are connected to the abyss. This is supported by the fact that Tartaglia kept being called towards the whale. Since he had good control of his vision in the abyss, his loss of control over it is still unexplained.
-The guilliotine. Now, I believe Furina is not dead. I believe this is misdirection at its finest, the same as in the 4.0 trailer with Lynette dissolving into the water (it was just a normal magic trick) so I believe the guilliotine was being used on someone else or if not, Furina was rescued before it came to that. The image of Furina's hat falling the the ground is probably from another sequence of events entirely, maybe her bowing an apology to her people at the end for keeping them in the dark and the hat slipping off?
-At 2:08 we see the clock in the roof of the Narzissenkreuz headquarters fall down. This signifies that the prophecy is either fulfilled or in progress, as said in the trailer also.
That's all for now. If anyone wants to discuss or add on to this, hit me with a message!
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red-impact · 6 months
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Furina 💙
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exandriacityshowdown · 8 months
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Round 4 Poll 2
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Nicodranas, Wildemount: Nicodranas is a bustling port city on the Menagerie Coast. It is the hometown of The Mighty Nein's Jester Lavorre, and the party visited multiple times.
image is official art by adragonswinging, from explorer's guide to wildemount
Whitestone, Tal'Dorei: Whitestone is a politically-important Tal'Dorei city. Vox Machina's Percy de Rolo is originally from Whitestone. Vox Machina spent considerable time here during their adventures, and many of them retired here afterwards.
image is a screenshot from the legend of vox machina. thanks owed to the wiki
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glassrosepen · 6 months
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Im crying I was close to pity and she fucking came home with the one wish I got after finishing the archon quest... Right in front of neuvillette... Why are you doing this to my heart Furina I s2g...
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avnasace · 6 months
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hoyoverse really love edging us for tartaglia content huh
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kay-selfships · 7 months
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FURINA DRIP MARKETING
MY WIFE SHE LOOKS SO PRETTY aaaAAAAA
rip to wriothesley i was tempted by him for a bit but no i’ve decided i must save everything for Her
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second-second · 6 months
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Yeah, ok. I NEED to talk about Childe in the 4.2 archon quest.
First of all - whatever happened to his vision malfunctioning? This was the first reason why he gave his vision to the traveler for safekeeping. Since it was malfunctioning it wouldn’t be of any use for him. So far so good.
We learned on the Inazuma archon quest that when visions are forcibly taken there are some colateral effects on the owner, such as loss of motivation and ambition, etc. But that doesn’t seem to be the case when the owner chooses to leave their vision behind, since Childe didn’t seem to show those effects. Also in Diluc’s character story it is written that he left his vision in Mondstadt while he was traveling with his father’s delusion.
So Childe isn’t suffering any negative effects for being separated from his vision, which is good. But, in the end of the archon quest we didn’t get a single explanation for its malfunction - as opposed to his guilty verdict to which Neuvilete gave an explanation. So this is still a complete mystery.
Second - When Skirk throws him into that portal I don’t know why people directly assumed it went to Snezhnaya?? She threw his directly in the portal together with the All devouring Narwhal. If we go with the assumption that the portal was connected to Snezhnaya why the fuck would Skirk throw the Narwhal there as well?
I know we learn trough Lyney (or Freminet I can’t remember exactly) that he is recovering in Snezhnaya. But did everyone forget about Arlecchino's implied suggestion powers??
In the Unfinished comedy world quest we meet Caterpillar, who shares some visual similarities with Arlecchino and he has the power to make others believe and not question the things he says. Arlecchino could very well have used this power on the members of the house of hearth. So even if Lyney, Lynette and Freminet wouldn’t willingly lie to us, they could still be spreading false information. Hell even if she didn’t have this power as far as we know she could very well just lie to the house of the hearth.
What I mean to say is that there is no reason for us to believe that Childe is really in Snezhnaya, since we don’t have a way to confirm this. It could be true, don’t get me wrong - I just don’t think we should just go head and believe everything we hear from the fatui, especially since there is no credible evidence for this.
Third - why the fuck did the traveler hand out Childe’s vision to Arlechinno????? The second the traveler handed it over I physically cringed. In Wanderer's voice lines he mentions how Arlecchino is a wolf in sheep clothing and would betray the Tsaritsa in the drop of a hat. And in Childe’s voice lines we get to know that he doesn’t completely trust her either.
So why the fuck make the dumbass decision to hand Childe’s vision to her??? To someone he doesn’t even trust??? His motherfucking vision - which we know will have collateral effects if it is separated from him unwillingly - handed to someone who could be his enemy for all we know.
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shinystealingbirb · 6 months
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Uhm… did furinas theme change?
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It’s gone from white to black…. Is this like kaede’s execution(Daganronpa v3)? Innocent to guilty?
She’s guilty and convicted now :/
We know she’s not powerful. We know she’s conniving. And we think she’s got another personality working things behind the scenes, and a good amount of it relies on Neuvillete.
This much we got from the special announcement.
The rest of it- neuvillette definitely got his memory wiped. Probably by egeria but who the fuck knows. Possible furina did too and that’s what Arlecchino sensed.
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tmmyhug · 2 years
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i’m so confused he had this planned for over a year
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electronicsunflower · 6 months
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SHES SO PRETTY AAA
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