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reblog to slowblink at your mutuals
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I am going to eat this entire candy cane.
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“Don’t talk to me, I angy.”
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Ya know what fuck it I’m spreading the Aranara propaganda on my main too and y’all can’t stop me 😤
Note: This lil guy named Arabalika is the most OP thing in Genshin. I HAD to write something about him
Warning: Aranara’s
Since everyone liked the last post, I made more
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‘Protector of World’
The Aranara’s, despite being small, have made it clear that they’ll protect you.
Some are braver than others, but all will stand between you and danger when needed. It’s their mission to protect the forest, but without the world, where can the forest exist? And maybe you like the little bodyguards a bit too much to deny them the idea of ‘protecting’ you.
Well, it’s safe to say you were underestimating them.
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Keep reading
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You and me both Mallues. You and me both. 😩
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@dunno-why-im-here-either
YUYU MY BELOVED MOOT WAKE UP THERES FROGS YUYU FROGS OMFG LOOK YUYU FROGS-
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Boss is asleep, cannot stop me from frogposting
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Spoilers for the Thelxie’s Fantastic Adventures event (you have been warned)
So. Genshins recent story event. Yeah. Yeeeeaaaah. YEEEEEAAAAAAAH. Hoyoverse. Why. Just. Just why? Why do you hurt me like this? For what unforgivable crime have I apparently committed that has encouraged you to harm me so deeply? I was having a good time. I was enjoying the game again; it was amazing I was having so much FUN and then BAM you had to slap me with personalized levels of trauma.
I knew it. I fuckin KNEW it. I knew the second they brought up a little boy “oh his ass gon die” and I WAS FUCKIN RIGHT I SWEAR TO GOD THIS GAME-
LET US HAVE NICE THINGS DAMNIT HOYOVERSE. YOU CANT JUST CALL MY DISASSOCIATVE ASS OUT WITH A FUCKIN “loneliness syndrome” AND THEN JUST BE LIKE “lmao kid was dead and mom is delulu” HOYOVERSE. I PLAY GAMES TO ESCAPE MY DEPRESSION AND YOU ARE SOOOO THOROUGHLY NOT HELPING.
Like. Brooooo. First you gon call me out on my kid self’s fuckin atrocious addiction to escapism; and then you gon just twist that knife thaaaat much deeper and kill the kid who I was lookin at thinkin ‘damn that’s just a video game little Luci’. Why. Whyyyyy.
GODDAMNIT WHY DO I NEVER LEARN MY LESSON WITH THIS GAME AND ITS SADISTIC WRITERS! I TOLD MYSELF AFTER THE WHOLE DEAL WITH RUU THAT I WASNT GOING TO LET IT HAPPEN AGAIN BUT NAAAAAH MY DUMBASS GETS ATTACHED EVERY DAMN TIME! AND RUU ALREADY DESTROYED ME BUT THEN THIS WAS LIKE INFINITELY WORSE BECAUSE ITS ONE OF MY OWN FLAVORS OF TRAUMA AAAAAAAA😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
I will genuinely carry the trust issues that the Genshin writers have given me for the rest of my life. I will never get over the amount of unnecessary emotional anguish that they have inflicted upon me. But most of all I will never forgive myself for leTTING THEM DO IT TO ME COUNTLESS TIMES AAAAAA
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I am NOT OKAY.
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Remember to headpat your pocket Bedo today friends! He’ll get lonely.
@dunno-why-im-here-either you know I’m required to tag you for all things Albedo so here :p
Headpat the Pocket ‘Bedo?
[Yes]<-
[No]
You pat Albedo’s head!
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Looks like he appreciated it!
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Not that I plan to die anytime soon BUT IF I DO-
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GOOD SAMARITANS...😘🥰
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Holy shit Luci wrote something for the first time in *checks history* JANUARY FIRST JESUS CHRIST-
um anywayssss. Have some Signora content because we stan a girlboss in this household-
TW: Signora is dead, technically SAGAU, Reader is implied to be a deity/supernatural entity, character death, flower symbolism, platonic relationship between characters
Flowers & Fated Reunions
The woman knew she had died. That much she was certain of. In a way, she supposes it wasn’t too painful of an end. It was certainly less painful than many of the deaths she had been responsible for carrying out through her life. The electro energy had killed her before the sting of the blade could reach her. But if she was dead, then where was she? The place she found herself in seemed to stretch on forever in all directions. What might have been a sky was nothing more than a featureless white void, contrasting boldly with the scenery that surrounded her. For as far as she could see there were beautiful purple flowers blooming and swaying in an unseen breeze. They were gorgeous, but unfamiliar. She had amassed no small amount of knowledge over her long lifetime, and yet she could not begin to recognize this strange flowers.
“Lovely aren’t they?”
She whirled around, her eyes locking onto the form of the one who’d spoken, the guarded light in her eyes fading slightly as she recognized them. A million questions filled her head, and yet the words that escaped her lips were not one of them. “What are they?”
The familiar (e/c) eyes broke away from the field of flowers and met Rosalyne’s, filled with a warmth she had not felt in a very long time. “They are purple hyacinths. They are considered a symbol of a love ill-fated…” The creator’s eyes returned to the vast landscape of violet petals once again. After a brief moment of silence, they spoke once again, softer this time. “Such a flower seems to represent your story all too well, doesn’t it?”
Before Rosalyne could answer they knelt down and cupped one of the many blooms in their hand, a bitter smile on their face. “…I’ve never really liked them. To love so deeply, only to lose it… Isn’t it just too cruel? Perhaps some believe it better to have loved and lost it than to have never loved at all. But I have never been able to share such sentiments.”
The flower seemed to start to wither in the hold of the creator, as if it knew it was unwanted, the countless other plants that grew around them beginning to do the same. In mere moments the endless field was nothing more than a barren stretch of earth, the purple flowers having left no trace of themselves behind. The creator stood and turned to the woman, eyes full of light and a small smile on their lips.
“Perhaps they ‘La Signora’ yes, but you are more than that alone. You never overcame the loss of your loved one, but neither did you ever give up on that love. Not once did your affections falter, not once did you hesitate to follow through with that which you believed would return him to you. You loved, you lost, and thought it is a part of you; you are far more than that alone; you are Rosalyne.”
The creator knelt down once more, motioning for the other woman to do so as well. They reached out and laid their hand upon the soil, a faint warmth filling the area before, quite suddenly, sprouts began to emerge from the empty earth. Sprouts quickly became stems, growing taller as buds began to form. Before long the new buds bloomed, small rounded flowers hanging down from the stem which bent to the side under their weight. The petals were a soft white, and although she was not sure why, a sense of longing that she had carried for so long she’d forgotten it was even there lifted from her heart. Hesitantly she reached out and brushed her fingertips against the blossoms, the softness of the petals calming the racing questions that filled her mind. These flowers were also unfamiliar to her, yet they brought a sense of peace to her that she could not help but relish in.
“…They are known as the Lily of the Valley. While purple hyacinths might represent La Signora, they are not destined for you Rosalyne. The Lily of the Valley stands for a returning happiness, the reunion of love that was once lost. They stand for the next chapter in your story.”
The flowers began to sway more fervently as the once gentle breeze grew stronger, the sound of the creator’s gentle laughter dancing within the wild winds.
“You’ve kept him waiting long enough, don’t you think? The two of you belong together after all, so there’s little point in lingering here.”
Rosalyne felt the field begin to grow distant, as though she were seeing it through a foggy mirror. The creator embraced her as the surroundings steadily faded away.
“It’s okay Rosalyne. You can take off your mask now. It’s okay.”
The rest of the world faded away into a soft white light, before she felt herself drift off into a dreamlike sleep.
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(E/c) eyes slowly opened and adjusted to the light, a yawn escaping from their form as the sat up. A bittersweet smile formed on their lips as they caught sight of a familiar white flower in the corner of their eye. Turning towards it they sighed softly. They hadn’t been able to save Rosalyne, but at least they had done what they could to help her find peace.
A/N: It’s ya gurl Luci back writing apparently! Is this an official return to writing fanfiction, or is it a one time thing? Hell if I know! I guess only the future will tell. Regardless, we stan Rosalyne reuniting with her bby in this blog! @dunno-why-im-here-either yuyu i wrote a thingy again how much worse did my writing get after my hiatus I need to know plz-
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Aye aye Overlord Pukicho. 🫡
Puki will you leave tumblr because everyone’s acting like it’s dead now :(
oh yeah its SO dead.
1000 notes this post. Now
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Happy Halloween friendos!
Make sure to stay hydrated today as you prepare to sculk about in the weird world of the ‘normal people’. Whether it be with water or the blood of your enemies; hydration is important my fellow tumblr gremlins! Enjoy your spooky day!!
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…oh god it’s spreading-
Damn y’all I like. Forgot I even had a tumblr. 😬 I’m uh. not dead. I just deadass forgot tumblr was a thing that I could actually engage with at any time-
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Damn y’all I like. Forgot I even had a tumblr. 😬 I’m uh. not dead. I just deadass forgot tumblr was a thing that I could actually engage with at any time-
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So what I’m hearing is I’m technically not wrong.
Hot take here:
Limes are just polite lemons.
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Hot take here:
Limes are just polite lemons.
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