Hello! May I request disney princess au Darling just happily napping in a flower field being surrounded by squishy slimes who is oblivious/ignoring the sounds of regretful cultists (prolly the knights) being dive bombed by birds and other animals. The more they try to get closer to Darling, the more feral the animals become. Darling just goes *squish* with the slimes in their arms.
This one took a while bc I needed to get the energy to do it even a lick of justice. Because YESSSS???? This is the entire vibe???
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It's a wonderful day.
The sun is shining, the birds are singing, the clouds are white and fluffy, the breeze is wonderfully gentle, and the slimes are adorably squishy. Truly, Teyvat is heaven.
The sun smiles upon its master, warming them evenly, shining bright for their enjoyment alone. The birds chirp their favorite melodies, notes entwined into their very being. The clouds decorate the sky, creating wonderful shapes for its beloved to watch drift by. The winds caress the figure in the grass, playfully wrapping around their limbs and mussing their hair. The various slimes bounce around, each eager to get its turn to be squished and hugged and loved by their benevolent creator that showed them nothing but kindness.
All around, animals played. Fox kits bounded into each other under the watchful gaze of their parents. Boars idly graze, assured in the presence of the Most Holy. Tiny finches hop about the ground, each hoping to gain the greatest perch. Two cranes watched from a pond while an Umbertail Falcon soared over the area.
The truest form of peace.
The sun blazed over farmlands, glaring, hateful, burning all under its rays. Clouds formed thick layers over towns and cities, pouring rivers upon houses and homes, mourning the pain the Divine One had to endure. The breeze turned to gales, carrying both screams and the screamers away from their love. Slimes gathered on roads, drawn toward the bustle of trade, coming back again and again no matter how many times guards and adventurers destroyed their forms.
Falcons swooped down toward another would-be apologist, pecking and clawing at skin and cloth. A boar charged from behind, sending a warrior to the ground. Finches surrounded and overwhelmed. Squirrels and weasels scampered around their feet, tripping up every step.
Crops wilted under even the most favorable of conditions. Boars migrated with no rhyme or reason to follow, seemingly vanishing from hunters at times. Fish swam and slipped away from any would be catcher. The birds, their hunters, protected their lakes and rivers with a fierce passion.
The Abyss grew bolder, intent on returning the lands to their rightful ruler.
Even the most loyal of pets had migrated from towns in droves, hissing and biting at any who shunned their creator. None remained loyal to their owners, but stayed with the children through the long and stormy nights, silently promising a better future—free from the sins of their forebearers.
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Ahhh-- I didn't have any, like, actual plot come to mind so it's not very long but I hope this is good!













