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My beautiful beautiful man
Genshin Impact 7.0 update tomorrow. You know what that means? RIGHT! I'll dissect the whole Archon Quest and landscape of Snezhnaya in search of any hint of Dottore returning. Like a normal person would.
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Idk if we just dont have a lot of capitano lore, but the early days of the Fatui mustve been so funny.
Imagine youre thrain and your world is gone and one of the only other survivors brings you to a safe place with the cryo archon. You’re knighted as her harbinger in her name and given a high government position, and assume you’ll probably be the only one having said position. And then the survivor dude brings some lunatic einstein from Sumeru. And he too gets the same title as you. And then the survivor brings the fucking goddess of the moon. And she too has the title. And you really just have to just be chill with the fact that you technically have rank over the embodiment of the god forsaken moon. And you’re like cursed to be 28 for the rest of eternity.
Dewdrop.
It was like a drop of water from a storm, fleeting, but little by little it grew bigger like a cyclone. These feelings feel uncomfortable as they hang in your chest, collecting more with each stare, accidental touch, and sometimes from the exchange of words. Your fingers tremble as they grip on the side of your pants–you stand there stiffly, averting your eyes as you endure another scolding from the harbinger you supposedly serve. And yet, you don’t feel scared, nor fear that you might lose the job. Instead, you feel your heartbeats ramp up, beating audibly that you swore he might’ve heard. It’s embarrassing to be this foolish, but you just can’t help feeling something whenever you hear his voice. Harsh, and yet it holds you in its palm with an iron grip. You just can’t help but fall harder with each syllable that comes out of that mouth.
Sometimes, you receive a slap from those hands of his. Fingers slim and pale, as well as trimmed nails that leave crescent shaped marks on your skin whenever he uses his hand to clamp your mouth shut. There are also rare moments where he uses them to heal your injuries for when you accidentally caught a nasty scrap on your missions–those were the times that further solidified your feelings for him. And now, as you wait for him to finish his scolding, you notice the box of tea that you bought for him, opened and used. The faint aroma of the tea blend swifts through your nose, as you notice him walk back to his desk and sit down, grabbing his teacup, taking a small sip before sighing deeply.
He actually took the gift you gave him on valentines day. Now, your fingers tremble on the side of your pants uncontrollably without your permission. You feel a warm sensation spread throughout your chest, not knowing what to do with all of these feelings. You want to walk up to him, shake him, or maybe grab one of the pillows on his couch, and scream into it.
You stay still with the best of your abilities, trying your hardest to keep your composure. But how could you? Not when he’s right there, drinking the tea you bought for him.
These feelings start to overflow and fill up in your chest, bursting with warmth and panic. Panic, from how close you are to breaking and just reaching over to grab him and kiss him. Good heavens, if celestia was listening in your thoughts you would have been struck by a celestial nail by now.
You get snapped out of your thoughts, and jolt when he slams his teacup down on his desk with a loud clink. He glares you down, grabbing the pile of papers on his desk–specifically, the ones that you gave him, the main reason why he’s upset at you right now. You had overlooked a detail in one of the weekly mission reports. A mistake.
He was known to be stern when it came to the quality of his reports, especially since he took pride in whatever that he did, always making sure that his work is up-to-date, accurate, and right. He didn’t like mistakes, and he certainly did not like this one.
You go back in your thoughts, blaming yourself, telling yourself that you should have checked thrice before submitting it, and yet, you feel a twisted sense of pleasure in the fact that your little mistake got you to spend more time with him. You liked it even, getting scolded like this. Nevertheless, you won’t let it happen again–you wouldn’t like it if you left him disappointed in you.
He stands up once again, walking towards you with the papers in his hand. He smacks the slightly crumpled papers on your chest, urging you to take the abomination. He turns on his heel and dismisses you with a wave of his hand, walking back to his desk and focusing on his other more important tasks.
You turn around, looking at the papers in your hands. Your heart feels full, one that feels entirely too warm from both your feelings and the memories of today’s interaction with him. You step forward, pushing the large door of his office–finally walking out of that wretched place. You had to admit, even if you did love him, you can’t deny the mental toll of his treatment of you has completely and utterly affected you. Overworked, and unappreciated. You longed for a moment, deluding yourself to a situation in which he becomes nice, even for a little bit. You feel yourself becoming motivated to work even harder.
And with that, each drop of these feelings start to weigh even heavier on you, just like a dewdrop–a single drop of water on a leaf in the early morning. Fleeting, and might be small at first, but with each storm of feelings becomes heavier and unable to be supported by the leaf anymore, as it seeps in the ground and grows.
Finally getting the Summer event done and like... Sandrone... babe... I know that the fishing permit was for plausible deniablity but like... why the fuck did you open an aquarium in the one country where people can breath under water and swim with the wild life?????
The smartest people are usually the dumbest bitches on the planet
Queer Fatui Headcanons🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️
Because it is NOT Pride Month so I need some... These are very self-indulgent and I'm open to hear anyone's thoughts!
(Also I'm an ArleSandBina truther❤️💛💖)
Tsaritsa - cis woman + aromantic, demisexual. She is the archon of Love, but I think she considers platonic and family love as the purest forms of it. She is also a grieving mother, so it's difficult for her to consider relationships
Pierro - cis man + bisexual, prefers men. Very casual about it, it's not anyone's business who he likes-likes or not. Probably puts a tiny flag somewhere in his office. Gets bi merch for birthday
Capitano - nonbinary + queer, asexual. He genuinely doesn't know about it because he never considers it - his mind is occupied with hundreds of souls and he's very detached, so his identity is the least of his concerns. Childe's transition is his first "oh" moment in 500 years
Dottore - genderfluid or transmasc + pansexual. Definitely has a girl clone made just because they were curious. Seems homophobic and transphobic until a discourse breaks in the meeting room and suddenly he's the most qualified and informed person in Teyvat
Columbina - demiwoman + sapphic. "Lauma, do you like girls?" was the question that made the priestess speechless. Bina has a surprisingly strong opinion that loving women is the default for everyone. First person ever to not fully grasp the concept of being straight /j
Arlecchino - bigender + nonbinary lesbian. Knew since he was a kid, Clervie was her first baby crush :') Really likes suits and cuts his own hair like a legend she is. Somewhat awkward when she simps (especially for her fellow colleagues)
Pulcinella - demiman + gay. Claims he's too old to understand the "hip gay stuff". The excuse seems flimsy since he is hardly the oldest among them. I think most faes can be rather gnc, hence the demiman hc
Scaramouche - trans man + gay. He is very trans man coded tbh. Another reason why he hates Ei is because he knows he's been modeled after Makoto - it just adds to the dysphoria. Weirdly active in the Teyvat trans community, the pioneer of the gender studies in the Akademiya :>
Sandrone - cis woman + lesbian, demiace and demiaro. Her trust issues make it hard to get close to her. Secretly loves hugs, it's one of her favourite things to do with her partners. Aggresively supportive of her trans friends
Signora - cis woman or trans woman + bisexual, prefers men. I genuinely can't decide on whether she's trans or cis for me, she's very cool either way. Her beige flag is using poetic metaphors when she tries to comfort someone: "A transgender journey is like a moth's metamorphosis...". Has the best gaydar and transdar in the nation
Pantalone - transfem + straight. During her lung transplant surgery, Dottore added small breast implants for her as a bonus. She gets custom dresses and skirts so that they always fit her perfectly. Has gaslighted some people into believing she had always looked like that
Tartaglia - trans woman + bisexual. Her chosen name is Anya and she gets bullied for being basic /lh. Poor girl has no sense of style so she needs help from the others when there's an important event. Braids her hair and loves lipgloss. She's still as ready to throw hands with everyone, but sometimes hears "I don't hit women" which is both affirming and infuriating for her...