Escoffier: lady Furina is so precious, we canāt sully her ears with the sounds of violence!
Furina, who spent 500 years hearing about the various atrocities of humankind AND survived at least one attempt at her life (probably more behind the scene): donāt care + didnāt asked + why are you so jumpy
For as long as Furina can remember, anger has always lived in her.
It was born alongside her, grew into her bones and muscles, gave color to her eyes.
When she looks in the mirror and sees that her face is the face of a deity, only two truths are clear in her head:
The first is simple as that ā the prophecy. All of Fontaine's people will dissolve, leaving only the Hydro Archon to uselessly cry alone.
The second is anger. Cold, heavy rage.
Neither first nor the second belongs to her.
Just like the face.
Mirror-Her offers her a bowl full of vinegar. Not a single sip from it, nor ten, nor thousand will kill her immortal body, but that doesn't mean it won't hurt.
Furina, who still does not know what pain is, agrees. Even if she had known, she would have agreed anyway. But she knows only the comfortable emptiness of nothing and alien, thus distant anger.
When she performs in public for the first time, she learns what anxiety is. People whisper; Furina has to improvise. When an exclamation about her intention to judge even the gods of other lands comes out of her mouth with no second thought behind it, she is so horrified she almost claps her hand over her mouth. The wrath inside her chest curls into a tight ball and then spreads all the way through her veins, to the very tips of her fingers, with a feverish, triumphant warmth.
At first, she doesn't believe that this ugly anger is also Mirror-Herās property, for Her voice is so gentle. But, feeling the inexplicable yet still axiomatic confidence in what was said, she suddenly realizes crystal clear that it is, indeed, Hers.
Theirs?
The thought scares her a hundred times more than a judgmental, faceless crowd ever could.
on one hand, I want to go back to Fontaine because I canāt take any more of this stupidity. on the other hand, I donāt want to return to Fontaine ever again because I donāt want my favourite female charactersā personalities be butchered in favour of MC glazing, thank you very much.
The Haymitch and Effie kiss. The kiss between Haymitch and Effie. Btw guys Effie and Haymitch kissed on the lips. The hayffie. The hayffie kiss. The 1:56:29. The time Haymitch kissed Effie. Do you remember that one moment in Mockingjay part 2 where Effie Trinket and Haymitch Abernathy kiss. That one time Effie kissed Haymitch goodbye. The ādonāt be a strangerā. The kiss on the cheek. The kiss on the lips. Have I mentioned Haymitch and Effie kissed at the end of mockingjay part 2. The Effie Trinket x Haymitch Abernathy kiss. The
In case you didnāt know, which you didnāt, so now you know, this is the scene that defined romance for me. this quiet little thing on the very sidelines of the main plot. to be exactly accurate, the ādonāt be a strangerā and the cheek kiss moment. lips kiss sure funny thing, but the cheek one? my brain overloads immediately like every time I see it
okay so Iām slowly writing a meta post about all the Furina&Erinnyes connections with both proofs and counter arguments because Iām so nice and objective, and honestly this is just hilarious, Erinnyes is one of the most sus genshin characters. The FUCK you mean Furina just said she would like to use an Erinnyes-inspired perfume in her next performance??? This is SO weirdly specific I donāt have a coherent explanation except for this being a foreshadowing.
ok but how are you feeling about the 5.4 livestream fanservice?
Thank you for your question! To me, it feels cheap and middling. Iām concerned HYV will push this tendency forward. Furina better be running her heels out of this game. Fanservice was, undoubtedly, always a part of Genshin. But it was more subtle, not that aggressive. Like, Fontaineās vibe was all about copying a gothic whimsical mysterious 2010-ish manga style like Black Butler or my precious darling Pandora Hearts. And that, comrade, was a fanservice specifically for me. Iām a key audience for this genre, I grew up on manga I mentioned earlier. But the thing is, that kind of fanservice actually serves to give characters more depth, along with not putting their sexuality into the focus point. Now we have a classic shounen in the form of Natlan, and, along with shounen, another popular genre ā harem! I think theyāre trying to attract the audience with any way possible. Itās pathetic.
consider yourself lucky: you wonāt fall a victim of me cracking awful jokes about my fatherlessness. at least now I have an anime gacha father :D it took 79 pity but Iām a meta slave so the big numbers will be worth it.
UPD: I tested her at 70 and 80 lvl and damn sheās a rockstar
I am SO normal about this being applied to Focalors/Furina/whatever name she had before ascending as the god of Justice.
I mean, Focalors split herself in two, but the most of her is within Furina, not within Focalors-from-the-machine (in this post called the Oratrice). Furina is Focalorsā body, her spirit, her soul. In a sense, Focalors is dead. Well, we all know that. But what we donāt consider enough is that she was dead for the last 500 years. The moment she stopped being Focalors (or whatever name she had before ascending as the god of Justice) and started being Furina&the Oratrice, she was dead.
Furina is like a flower blossoming upon the flesh long rotten, bones white and fragile. Like an empty shell left by its owner. Like both a haunted house and itās new owner, not understanding why their favourite plates are flying and whoās that invisible someone walking in the night. I like to think she has some kind of a muscle memory belonging to Focalors. I mean, she has her sense of justice. Maybe itās not everything that is left. Maybe thereās something else. Dreams she tend to forget the moment she wakes up; glimpses of landscapes she never saw; songs she never heard; the way swordās pommel is sitting in her hand like itās finally home (why else would Focalors hold a sword, if not to wield it?)
Yes, Furina is her own person. But before becoming Furina, she was also someone else, and these two statements coexist and intertweave. If she werenāt this someone else, she could not become Furina.
I think itās just a crime to leave this arc unexplored the way it is unexplored in Furinaās story. This predicament is so gut-wrenching, so interesting for her characterās growth. But no, we are sticking to an uwu girlfail who suffered so so so much please pity her!!! Furina doesnāt need pity. She need to process her grief upon losing a part of herself. She need to learn why Focalors ā why she did all of this. Who she was. Where her footsteps were. Why does the sword pommel is sitting in her hand like itās finally home.
She need to learn all of this, accept it and move forward, knowing who Focalors was ā and who Furina is. And who they will be tomorrow in this changing world of theirs.
So, uh, do you remember me saying some time ago Iām not a fan of Arlecchino and will not pull for her? Long story short, I changed my mind. I saw what a terrible nasty Mary Sue Mavuika is, and suddenly I felt something akin to sympathy for Peruere. Sorry, father. I had my expectations too high. Please come home. I have a really good Glad set for you, and the staff of Homa on top of that. I really donāt want to spend my free time to build Mavuika (I got her from 10 pulls January 1st to check the New Year Miracle and my reaction was: āwell, I canāt expel you. since you came, you can stayā)
So yeah. Father, come home. Iāll draw you a pretty picture of yourself if you come home.
I am extremely happy to partake in #NuFuHoliday, and even more happy that I got the chance to gift one of my favourite nvfr ficwriters @missdema !! happy holidays, although a tiny bit delayed, and may your journey be full of wonder ā¤ļø
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