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faceofpoe · 24 days

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Here's the thing about episode 11.

I hate that they finally brought other actual established Pabu characters in only to immediately put them in danger.

Whether or not we stick the season landing, I will be salty until the end of time about the complete halting of momentum brought on by eps 8-9.

I would have killed to see Omega and Crosshair's first meeting with the cadets and some of their relationship. More brothers? Regs?? Other Hemlock victims???

Some actual convo between Hunter and Shep (absolute e11 VIP) about their presence possibly endangering Pabu?

Omega meeting Lyana after so long apart and grappling with being older and losing her childhood and building up to the Lula in the Archium moment?

Seeing Crosshair's attempt to find some inner peace translate into his first cautious steps into embracing a community beyond just 'carried crates onto boat'?

#Apologies to the Fennec & Ventress fans I just really think they needed one joint ep tops #Tbb #The bad batch #tbb spoilers #The bad batch spoilers #Poe being saltier than Pabu #It. Never. Mattered. The empire was always going to be coming we did not need 2 episodes wondering why #Esp when ep 3 already gave the audience the answer and ep 10 reiterated it #The way “m-count” now makes my teeth grind #Alternatively we could have like stuck with the Rex & Echo side of the story #(LOL sorry can't keep a straight face at that one if they aren't building that into a new show I truly don't understand some story choices)

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girderednerve · 8 months

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i know we all already know that the ahsoka show is bad but it is so fucking bad. there is zero narrative reason for this show to exist, its plot requires random character assassination (why is hera so bad at her job? why is sabine suddenly terrible at fighting? why is ahsoka a grouchy block of wood?), and the production design is bizarrely horrible (the lekku & makeup still look awful, nothing looks lived-in, the lighting is flat as hell). i am still watching it so the joke is on me here but i hate that we arrived here, watching flat characters mouth dull jokes to move a senseless plot in a world which looks completely dead. it didn't have to be like this

#this is my fault for still caring obviously but like. whyyyyy #the stock answer for years about what made the original trilogy so compelling was the grime!! & now we're just in galaxy's edge forever #why are hera's pants so fucking tight! why is she still wearing orange if she's not wearing a flight suit! it's the wrong orange!!#why is she now super bad at politics & letting her subordinates take the heat for her! what the fuck!#why is sabine terrible with a lightsaber & unaware that you can fight well without being able to see? she learned from kanan jarrus!!#why did we need to see anakin again i love anakin he's hilarious to me but we did not actually need heavyhanded reminders that he's vader #anakin wasn't ahsoka's only teacher. perhaps he wasn't even her most important one; she could talk to obi wan or frankly rex!#what sense of lineage & inheritance am i meant to get from CGI botox hayden christensen?? agh!!#this show is INFURIATING. i should do something else with my time

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whathebrick · 2 years

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CHARACTER TAGS !

🧱 — i’m just a believer things will get better. ( emmet. ) 🧱 — and now you’ll lead the way‚ show the light of day. ( unikitty. ) 🧱 — is it fate? if it’s easy it must not be. ( vitruvius. ) 🧱 — now’s your chance to be a big shot. ( gcbc. ) 🧱 — i will be chasing a starlight until the end of my life. ( benny. ) 🧱 — heave ho‚ thieves and beggars. never shall we die. ( metalbeard. ) 🧱 — and i’ll keep wondering when will my life begin? ( robin. ) 🧱 — what we need here is a little bit of PANIC! ( harley quinn. ) 🧱 — i could keep the world balanced on my nose. ( superman. ) 🧱 — the most least evil person you’ll ever meet. ( qww. ) 🧱 — help me leave behind some reasons to be missed. ( rex. ) 🧱 — welcome to the jungle‚ we got fun and games! ( monkey king. ) 🧱 — lookin’ like a true survivor. feelin’ like a little kid. ( mk. ) 🧱 — to be endlessly cold inside. and dreaming i’m alive. ( syntax. ) 🧱 — you should see me in a crown. ( spiderqueen. )

#🧱 — i’m just a believer things will get better. ( emmet. )#🧱 — and now you’ll lead the way‚ show the light of day. ( unikitty. )#🧱 — is it fate? if it’s easy it must not be. ( vitruvius. )#🧱 — now’s your chance to be a big shot. ( gcbc. )#🧱 — i will be chasing a starlight until the end of my life. ( benny. )#🧱 — heave ho‚ thieves and beggars. never shall we die. ( metalbeard. )#🧱 — and i’ll keep wondering when will my life begin? ( robin. )#🧱 — what we need here is a little bit of PANIC! ( harley quinn. )#🧱 — i could keep the world balanced on my nose. ( superman. )#🧱 — the most least evil person you’ll ever meet. ( qww. )#🧱 — help me leave behind some reasons to be missed. ( rex. )#🧱 — welcome to the jungle‚ we got fun and games! ( monkey king. )#🧱 — lookin’ like a true survivor. feelin’ like a little kid. ( mk. )#🧱 — to be endlessly cold inside. and dreaming i’m alive. ( syntax. )#🧱 — you should see me in a crown. ( spiderqueen. )

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dixieconley · 4 months

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How the Clone Wars should have gone, given that Anakin was canonically a slave. (wtf Lucas?)

Rex: Yeah, we all have inhibitor chips. They make us less aggressive-- Anakin: You have slave chips. Rex: No, inhibitor chips. Anakin: Slave chips. They all need to be removed. Kix! Do you have a scanner? Kix: Er, no. You need a level 5-- Anakin: Nevermind. I'll build one. They need to come out immediately.

::slave chip comes out of one trooper who volunteered, because ARCs be crazy:: (Fives. It was Fives. Because Fives.)

Anakin: Huh. Why doesn't this have any explosive? Rex: I *told* you. They're inhibitor chips. Anakin: Nuh uh. Slave chips. They gotta do something else.

::a little later, some slicing, orders discovered::

Anakin: Slave chips! All of them out! Rex: Okay, but this is just one itty bitty bit of the GAR. There's 3 million of us. Anakin: *Lots* more scanners. Rex: ::facepalm::

::Scanners sent to every ship in the fleet and the Guard::

Fives: So who activates the chips? Anakin: Depur. Fives: ::thinking that this is a reasonable name rather than a generic term for a slave master:: Where do we find them? And can we kill them?

Cue Kamino being invaded, the Kaminoans interrogated (and Nala Se summarily executed), and relevant information discovered.

Rex: So it's the Chancellor. Anakin: No, he's my good friend. Rex: … Anakin: I'm depukrata. (The slave word for a freed slave who enslaves others.) Fives: ::no concept of natborn names:: Everyone! The general's Depukrata now! Everyone: Hello, Depukrata! Anakin: ::anakin.exe has stopped working:: Anakin: ::incoherent frothing rage:: Let's fuck some shit up! The 501st: ::cheers, gets out the heavy ordinance::

Palpatine gets wrekt. (Fuck that guy.)

#sw clone wars #fanfic #sw fanfic #anakin skywalker #captain rex #arc trooper fives #inhibitor chips

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omaano · 4 months

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Touchy subject

"The 501st was one of the best legions during the war. I've lost a lot of good men over the years - some of them would have given even you Mandos a run for your credits. And my general... My general was a good man too, but that's enough of that, I thought you were too old for bedtime stories by now."

Din just tried to figure out what the colour of the clones' armor paint meant, and why he's never heard Rex mention his CO during all the wartime stories and lectures; whereas he's already got to meet Wolffe and his general and even heard Cody mention his every once in a blue moon. (Special thanks to @witchydom for helping with the "dialogue" :3)

The rest of my Star Wars meets Hades AU project is here

I'll take a bit of your time to give a bit of an explanation why I decided to put Rex in Skelly's spot:

During a playthrough when I was looking for screenshots to use as backgrounds the first thing that greeted me was Zagreus calling Skelly "Captain" upon entering the armoury, or whatever that chamber is called. And that really decided it, let's be honest. Rex is Captain, and that is the Captain's spot. End of story.

Reading "still got it" by qigiined even before I got into watching TCW was such a personality defining experience (seriously, this fic lives forever rent free in my brain), that I really had no other option but to put the few clones that I'm willing to work into this AU somewhere around home base (the covert) - so you can guess where Cody and Wolffe are situated. Or will be, hopefully soon enough. Rex needs to be able to hang out with Cody, that's just how it is. (Rebels and TBB canon who?)

Rex deserves to teach some uppity Mando bounty hunters and other warriors who think too much of themselves a few lessons in humility and some crafty tricks. I think it would be very good for him.

As a throwaway note since we are already under the read more section, I've been thinking about sigils and keepsakes (trinkets) and cthonic companions (I know that over a year ago I inaccurately but very self indulgently designed one for Din, Boba and Cobb, that is not the point now) and while Cody can have one shaped like Boga, and Wolffe can obviously get a stuffed loth wolf (and Bo-Katan a very squishy owl)... I have no idea what shaped companion Rex could have. If anyone has any suggestions and would love to share it with me, I'd be very grateful!

#captain rex #rex #the clone wars #star wars the clone wars #tcw fanart #sw tcw #my art #hades au #star wars fanart #old man rex #star wars rebels #sw rebels #I grew to love his beard so much I cannot believe it #these two gave me so much grief but in the end I think I managed to pull them together #old man rex somewhat even looks like boba too which makes me really relieved I'm not gonna lie #but also boba looks so messy in comparison to these later drawings when I actually know what I'm doing orz #also new pocket rex look at him!#but not too closely please he is a little sketchy

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fandomfuntimem · 10 days

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"There are more of us than you think"

The ghost boy floated infront on Batman. All he wanted was to offer this kid some help. He has been deffending this town for a little over two years now with no help. So Batman just thought offering some training and other teen heros to help would be nice. But all he was met with was a cold hard stare. It wasn't a lookxof hatred, or anger, just disappointment.

"What?" He asked. For once in his life he didn't get it. What did he mean? 'There are more of us' more half ghosts like him? Multiples of him?

"What I mean Batman, is there are far more teen heros than you think. There are so many kids who were left to deffend their homes by themselves. I'm in contact with plenty of people like me. I don't need your charity work. We dont need it," Phantom took a deap breth, "so many kids had to save the world while the Justice League sat back and did nothing. Ben Tennyson has been saving the world since he was ten, a child soldier and the only effective weapon the Plumbers have. The Ninja over in Norrisville was given his powers at fourteen. Max Steel was fused with an alien and born with nuclear levels of power. The list goes on bats. Kim Possible, Jenny, Generator Rex, Zak Saturday. We all did just fine without you and your League."

Batman was speechless. That many? That many kids left to deffend their homes? Phantom obviously seemed to have contact with them, maybe they help eachother out, but still. How did the Justice League not know?

Phantom disappeared and left Batman to ponder his words alone. How many world ending events did thease kids fight? How many of them did they fight alone? How much help did each of them have? Phantom only has a niche group of allies, how small are their support groups?

He'll have to research this when he returns to the bat cave. Hopefully he can get all thease kids get the help they need. Set up Zeta Tubes in their cities, and end this awful epidemic of teen heros.

#dp x dc #dp x dc prompt #dpxdc #dc x dp #dc x dp prompt #dcxdp #ben ten #randy cunningham 9th grade ninja #max steel #kim possible #my life as a teenage robot #zak saturday #generator rex #prompt #writing #one shot #batman #dc comics #text post

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not-so-childsplay · 2 years

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Headcanons - The Lego Movie Combined Timeline

This-- may get complicated.

A few minor explanations before we get started...

The Lego Void - My replacement for the human scenes in the movies. The Lego Void has a heavily increased gravity for any non-human, and has random spots where it tears into the universe, so those who exist in the Void can watch the universe’s stories in real-time. This ‘Lego Void’ is full of floating Lego/Duplo blocks (it’s called the Duplo Void in the Systar System) that have been harvested in part by Lord Business so he could build his vast empire.

Rex is not aware (in my AU) of Queen Watevra’s real plans (nor of Armamageddon), and just assumes that everything in the Systar System is out to either brainwash or kill him, Emmet, and Celexa.

I do ship Emmet x Lucy in Canon, but--- I have a crush on Emmet/Rex, so... In my AU, Emmet and Lucy do not get together- although by the end of the second movie, Lucy sees Emmet/Rex as BFFs.

The Lego Void Beast - I don’t have all the ideas down in my head yet, but I’d say it appears like the time-god-machine-monster from Sonic Generations... And that its powers rest mostly in darkness/insta-building things, as well as gravity manipulation (can you say OW).

There are (a few) ‘Verse/Ship Dependent’ things in here, but I did my best to make them as non-impactful on the story as possible, save for the final fight.

TIMELINE ONE - REX DANGERVEST

Celexa teleports into the Lego Void (my replacement for the Infinite Abyss of Nothingness’ human-realm).

Watches the world for a time from the Lego Void before seeing Wyldstyle- at the time NeverSmiles- in trouble.

Teleports out to save/help NeverSmiles- Backstory Event kicks in and they immediately lose the ability to TP/gain their light abilities.

Timeskip one year.

Emmet finds the Piece of Resistance.

Celexa and Wyldstyle tail the police back to the station.

In the night, Wyldstyle to save Emmet.

Emmet crushes immediately on Wyldstyle.

Celexa deals with the police chasing Emmet and Wyldstyle, alongside Wyldstyle.

Wyldstyle finds out fast that Emmet is completely average, cue her despising him.

The three crash through Bricksburg’s border.

They all land in The Old West, with Wyldstyle huffing off towards the nearby town while Cel stays back to exposition dump to Emmet about the Piece, the Masterbuilders, and Lord Business.

Also here, Cel has suffered a few injuries- uses some gauze (something unknown to Emmet at this time).

Emmet slow to return to Wyldstyle, crush with her has failed entirely.

Cel sneaks into town as a ‘Lego’ (light manipulation = perfect disguise minus the fact that it’s not solid woot!).

Cue them meeting Vitruvius and all going into Emmet’s mind.

Vitruvius and Cel see his potential when he’s able to manipulate his mindscape with ease.

Wyldstyle is a mix of annoyed/impressed and blames it on his very, VERY unoriginal life.

Cue chase by police.

Batman rescues them all.

The journey to Cloud Cuckoo Land takes all night (rushing through Middle Zealand as they do).

Over the course of the night, Emmet and Cel chat (after all, Lego seeing his first human is very confused). Eventually turns into a chat about belonging and the like.

Reach Cloud Cuckoo Land- Emmet delivers his (awful) speech, attack of the police again!

Meet Benny (best spaceman).

Cel captured alongside the Master Builders, captured while defending Emmet’s team as they built the submarine.

TIMELINE SPLITS.

CEL’S TIMELINE

Cel awakens on the way to the Think Tank.

Escapes.

Jumps into the Infinite Abyss of Nothingness- awakens back in the Lego Void.

Forced to watch Emmet’s Timeline unfold until he falls in.

END OF SPLIT.

EMMET’S TIMELINE

This plays out mostly the same as the movie until Emmet falls into the Infinite Abyss of Nothingness- save that he starts off this split a bit more despondent like the others, before pulling himself together in order to get everyone back/save the planet. SO FOR THOSE WHO DON’T REMEMBER THE MOVIE THAT WELL.

Submarine explodes, everyone saved by Emmet’s double-decker couch.

Then saved by Metalbeard after the police think Emmet is deceased/the Piece is at the bottom of the mcfUCKING OCEAN-

Emmet uses his memory of instructions to recreate an Octan spaceship with the Master Builders (after Batman steals a warp drive[?] from Han Solo).

He’s told the Piece might explode once it is reattached to the Kragle.

Everyone sneaks into Lord Business’ lair.

Benny + Metalbeard work on the tech (disabling a shield surrounding the Kragle, a device made to freeze Legos [it’s Krazy Glue]).

Unikitty and Batman (daylighting[?] as Wayne) stall Lord Business’ machine-build progress.

Wyldstyle and Emmet go to take care of the Kragle itself, with Wyldstyle taking out guards while Emmet goes into a giant vent to get to the Kragle.

Also, minor scene of Wyldstyle being forced to sing ‘everything is awesome’, and Wyldstyle reveals her real name to Emmet (it’s Lucy) before taking off for her part of the plan.

Batman handblocks Emmet.

Batman + Emmet try to destroy the Kragle, but the plan falls apart entirely (probably thanks to Vitruvius, THE BLIND MAN, being the scout).

Everyone is captured, Vitruvius reveals the prophecy about the Special was made up- and then dies.

Emmet sacrifices himself to save everyone by falling into the Infinite Abyss of Nothingness- only to end up in the Lego Void.

END OF SPLIT.

TIMELINE ONE - REX DANGERVEST

After Cel manages to raise Emmet’s spirits, the two jointly find a way to return from the Lego Void.

Cel goes to help the others while Emmet goes to confront Lord Business.

Emmet and Lord Business have their mega-showdown/talkdown.

Lord Business disarms the Kragle, his office explodes.

Lord Business goes to get a cure for the Kragle while everyone else repairs the damage from the war.

Once everything is repaired, they all prepare to go about their daily lives...

Only to be attacked by the Duplo-folk.

CUE MOVIE TWO.

City repeatedly destroyed by Duplo-folk, five years pass and Bricksburg is now Apocalypseburg- Emmet and Cel are the only two who have not gone gritty in this time.

Attacked by General Mayhem, who kidnaps Batman, Benny, Lucy, Metalbeard, and Unikitty (who has earned an ‘Ultrakatty’ form since the first movie).

Emmet and Cel set out to save the others.

Cel presumably dies while trying to keep Emmet safe from the Glasstroids in the Stairgate.

Emmet’s exploding house-spaceship sends him flying towards an unknown world (Undar of the Dryar System, as he later learns).

Emmet spends five years seething in self-hate and pity, thinking his friends have abandoned him and he was useless in saving anyone when it came down to it.

Eventually, he manages to escape-- straight into the Lego Void.

Here, he finds the new vest/hair/etc., renames himself... And finds time travel devices lying around.

Creates the plan to go back in time and save his past self + Cel, at this point he just thinks the others were faking being kidnapped so they could avoid him.

Creates his fist-spaceship.

Travels back in time to get a team of raptors.

Trains raptors via tennis ball.

Prepares to travel forward again to save Emmet and Cel.

TIMELINE REVERSES.

TIMELINE TWO - THE LEGO MOVIE 2: THE SECOND PART

Emmet and Cel are saved by a stranger who quickly reveals himself to be Rex Dangervest.

Emmet does not copy Rex’s mannerisms (but he does try every here and there) as the trio make a run for the Systar System.

They decide to land on the planet of Heck Town, where Rex’s raptors are all kidnapped and (presumably) brainwashed while the trio are attacked by a flash mob singing Catchy Song (see this drabble for more details).

Cel gets injured fending the mob off, Rex saves them from breaking their skull, Emmet breaks the ground and the trio falls to another planet underneath Heck Town.

Emmet manages to find a way out for them all.

They land in a Lego supply chain on its way towards a giant star-cake at the center of the Systar System.

VERSE/SHIP DEPENDENT: Emmet/Rex realizes he has feelings for Cel.

The trio make it to the star-cake and meet up with Lucy.

Rex assumes Lucy has been brainwashed.

Lucy has to convince everyone involved that she is not brainwashed, Cel backs her up.

Rex is nervous.

Emmet crafts a plan to save them all after getting some intel from Lucy concerning the ‘phone’ device and the music that ‘brainwashes’ Legos.

Break, Lucy to deal with General Mayhem, Cel to go with Emmet in case he needs backup, Rex unknown (back to his ship).

The cake is being used as the location for a treaty-signing between Batman and Watevra.

That is, until Emmet destroys it.

Emmet destroying the cake leads to a universe-collapsing event, with everyone being pulled into the Lego Void.

VERSE/SHIP DEPENDENT: Rex/Celexa confess their feelings to Celexa/Emmet.

Emmet, Rex, and Celexa have to work together to get everyone else out of the Lego Void-- which leads to the two sides (the Systar System and Apocalypseburg) realizing the humongous misunderstanding.

When they all escape, Emmet is suddenly pulled (plot device I have no explanation) by an intense gravity to Undar.

Rex goes to save Emmet, Celexa and Lucy are not far behind.

Rex stops when he reaches the planet and realizes Celexa and Lucy followed him.

It’s revealed that Rex is Emmet from an alternate timeline, and Rex figures that he’ll now disappear (although he’s a bit suspicious of Lucy, always will be), since Emmet is going to be saved in this timeline.

The gravity of Undar suddenly reverses, trying to expel Rex, Lucy, and Celexa.

Cue final fight against the Lego Void, which has materialized due to wibbly-wobbly-timey-wimey shenanigans to set the timeline straight.

VERSE/SHIP DEPENDENT: Celexa risks their life to save Emmet/Rex from the Lego Void Beast (both nearly die in the process).

Upon its defeat, Lego bricks start spewing everywhere on the planet.

The team escapes- injured but alive- and returns to the mass of others that were unable to fight back against the gravity effects of the Lego Void.

They all move to a new section of the universe, and rebuild afresh with Syspocalypse Star.

The planet Undar is now a source for resources for Syspocalypse Star, although only Emmet/Celexa/Rex/Lucy ever gather resources from there (this has become their collective job) since everyone else is unable to move upon reaching the intense gravity of the planet.

END OF TIMELINE.

#[writer’s needs: fanfic]#[take my revenge/that's what I'm gonna do/I'm a warrior/baby/what else is new?: rex dangervest]#[and every time I fight I’ll just get better: lucy glitterstyle]#[now I've got my eyes wide open/first I was afraid/but now I'm hopin': emmet brickowski]#[a change is due/a different view/we must go on: celexa dust]

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whispereons · 1 month

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Oracle!Reader Part 24

Masterlist - Part 1, Part 23

Warning! My AU is yandere and can involve gore. Sensitive topics appear in this series. This chapter is a bit bloody but not that bad.

In all honesty, you never expected to be the one to say ‘no’ to a proposal. Love wasn't something you frequently chased, and being a heartbreaker was even farther from your mind.

Maybe that's why you laughed so merrily at Zhongli’s face when you rejected him.

Then again, he wasn't proposing his heart, nor his love. Morax, Rex Lapis, or rather Zhongli was offering an alliance of mutual benefit.

“What's your reasoning for rejecting my proposal? I may not marry you as the Geo Archon, but I'm not undesirable as I am now.”

He takes a moment to think as his fingers taps on his chin. The way the diamond of his iris shrinks and the slight grimace on his face raises a red flag in your mind.

“You aren’t rejecting me solely due to the fact that I’m not operating as this country’s Archon are you?”

The smile on your face becomes tight as your hand shakes with the unmeasurable amount of effort to not flip him off right there. Just what did you do that could have caused such a stupid reasoning to come from his usually smart mouth?

“What the fuck made you think that I even gave a shit about you being an Archon?” Well maybe you couldn’t hold your tongue, but granted you didn’t really need to either.

The man bristles, but ultimately doesn’t answer your question, choosing to instead repeat the first question. “Why are you rejecting my proposal, then?”

“Because you don’t love me.”

“I could learn to love you.”

“But that goes against the terms and conditions of what a marriage is supposed to consist of.”

This brings Zhongli to a halt as he stews on your answer. With a smaller voice, he continues, “The legalities of our marriage would be decided on what vows we utter during the ceremony.”

“Not according to the Creator.” It’s like saying ‘no you’ in an argument, especially with how Zhongli’s face contorts into clear annoyance.

“With what proof do you claim that as the truth? Nothing in any scriptures on Teyvat says that.” He seems to realize what answer you’ll give him even before you open your mouth by sighing.

“Because I’m the Oracle.” The self-satisfied smirk on your face is clear as you step closer to poke his chest. “Unless you’re suddenly going to claim that I’m wrong? Should we cut off another limb? Maybe your pitiful rat-tail as an ornament to decorate it.”

He pushes you away by your head, the material of your mask is cool under his fingers as you let him push you back with a laugh. He tsks at your antics and smoothly replies.

“Have you finished laughing? There’s no need to pick at my appearance when I wouldn’t do the same to you, whenever you would have shown me your face once we wed.”

Light laughter calms down into a brief hum as you take in his words. It’s all just a well-timed cover-up for the internal panic that you had at realizing that marrying him would mean being forced to reveal yourself one way or another.

“Fair point. Do you really want a serious answer from me anyway?” The swift conversation turn doesn’t go unnoticed by Zhongli, but he concedes by answering.

“Yes. Your reasoning may bring me more information on the Creator’s personal beliefs, or even aspects of humanity that I failed to learn firsthand yet.”

“Like rejection?” The smart-ass reply is met with an unimpressed stare as he comments. “Humorous, but not incorrect.”

“I wasn’t completely joking when I said that it’s mostly due to the Creator. Marriage in Liyue at least is mostly decided by the parents.” Your chapped lips become a bit more manageable to speak with as you lick them. “I don’t remember mine, and the closest thing you have to a parent is the Creator themselves, or maybe Teyvat?” Which was a weird thought, but you couldn’t really be sure how to view it.

“Therefore your marriage, or at the very least, my marriage, considering that I was personally sent on a mission by them, should be under the Creator’s control and only theirs. My opinion on it shouldn’t matter.” This was how you remembered China’s history worked, so Liyue hypothetically should have a similar system.

Zhongli’s frown deepens at your answer as you shrug your shoulders. As if you didn’t just make this whole answer up so that you can avoid marrying the ticking time bomb that wouldn’t hesitate to murder you in a split second.

Sure, there was increasing evidence that your acolytes gained this weirdly strong attachment to you, but you weren’t betting your entire life on it. The moment the mask was gone, your life was going to follow it.

“Then it seems I can do nothing but accept your teaching. Thank you for enlightening me on a topic that I was unaware about. Can I chalk this up to something you learned about from the scriptures written in Cloud Ret-”

He cuts himself off as he looks down at the bustling streets below the balcony. “Xianyun’s old abode? The one’s written in indecipherable language?”

Damn, you really forgot about Cloud Retainer’s humansona. Just thinking about accidentally running into her during your visit to Madam Ping makes you irritated in advance.

“No, there are other scriptures that the Creator led me to when I was exploring.” You didn’t want Zhongli trying to trace it back to Cloud Retainers introvert cave. In fact, it was more entertaining to visualize Zhongli searching every nook and cranny of Liyue’s vast lands for said ‘scriptures’.

The sun hits your eyes directly from its position as you try to guess the time. It had to be at least 3:30 at this point, right? Just how much time did you have to see Madam Ping before the dinner with Ningguang?

Who were you even kidding, you didn’t know how to tell the time by the sun. You’ll have to ask someone once you finish rejecting Zhongli.

Noticing your far off gaze and attention no longer on him, Zhongli let the petty, unexplainable indignation at the action simmer as he forcefully turned your body to face the door.

“I believe I’ve taken up more than enough of your time. You’d best be on your way to whatever task may be next on your schedule today.”

Now you feel pretty bad about spacing out like that. “Sorry Zhongli, I was just trying to figure out the time-” Your words seemed to go ignored as he pushed you out the doorway.

“Don’t bother worrying.” Is his brief response. The touch and pressure of his hands is firm and reliable in a way you can’t fully describe, before they’re removed swiftly as if he was burned. “Instead, you can focus on relaying your gratitude the next time we meet.”

Before you can question the strange sentence, the door is already slammed shut in your face. The whiplash of his actions settles as you stare at the wood in bewilderment. Instinctive, your feet lead you back down the stairs as you toss Zhongli’s sudden attitude and words in your mind.

Surely you weren’t that rude? You’ve done and said much worse things to him after all. Replaying your conversation yielded no new revelations, so with a sense of unease, you decide to take his push for your departure as his weird version of sulking.

What he expected you to thank him for wasn’t something you were going to worry about now. The sun shines on you, making the mask a bit warmer against your skin as you exit the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.

If he didn’t bother explaining what you should be thanking him for, then it must be something either very big or very noticeable. Walking past where the balcony was, you look up and can only spot the empty chairs and simple table.

Time will tell, you suppose.

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You aren’t completely sure how you expected your meeting with Madam Ping to go, but being stuck inside the temple with your neck being examined carefully by the older woman wasn’t a possibility you had in mind.

“Um, Madam Ping, I’m quite sure Xianyun’s claw marks aren’t there anymore. They’ve long healed at this point.”

“Child, you shouldn’t brush off injuries left by the Adepti so easily. Many can leave varying, strange and frankly annoying effects that can permanently alter your body if not taken care of.”

Sighing, you use your right arm to sip the tea Ping generously made for you, as your left arm was also being examined for any amber fragments from Mountain Shaper.

“You really don’t have to worry. Dr. Baizhu was the one who healed me up, so there’s nothing off about my body.” Ping relents and lets you fix your clothing as she steps away.

It was honestly surprising when she first spotted you and immediately apologized for her Adepti companion's actions. Yaoyao and Shuyu, Xianyun’s youngest disciple, were quick to be corralled away as Madam Ping brought you to one of the smaller rooms for examination.

“It must be an illuminated bird quality to be somewhat violent toward me. Maybe when I meet Xiao, I’ll get an injury from him too.” The joke slips out easily, but when Ping sighs and shakes her head in disapproval, you’re quick to shut your mouth.

“That would be even worse, as the karmic debt can be accidentally seeped into your wound that way.” Each sentence Ping says is clear worry, so you can’t be too annoyed at the slight nagging.

“Even still, I hope you have it in your heart to pray that the Creator forgive my headstrong and stubborn companions.” And here’s the catch. “I’m afraid it hasn’t been long since any of them have been trying this hard to understand humans on a personal level, so they tend to revert into their more proud egos when faced with the unexpected.”

There it was, all the excuses. You were really hoping Ping wouldn’t be the kind enabler that asks the victim to forgive the assaulter under the guise of some excuse. You’ve dealt with more than enough back on earth when bullies actually had abuse and other fucked up shit going on at home.

Likewise, you weren’t about to put up with it from some ‘illuminated beings’ that had more than enough years to learn how not to be judgmental sad sacks of shi-

“I’ll still properly scold them for you, but it’s the Creator’s opinion that I’m truly concerned about.” Would you get in trouble for punching her? Probably. Yanfei is close with her and the best lawyer in existence.

It wasn’t worth it, you told yourself. It wasn’t worth it to argue with Ping about whether it was okay for the Adepti to hurt you or anyone else, solely depending on how connected they were to the Creator. It absolutely wasn’t worth it to point out how the Adepti’s lack of control over their emotions and harsh judgements couldn’t just be scolded away. And that they definitely weren’t allowed to get away with unneeded violence simply because they’re stubborn.

The building tension as Ping continued to ramble and your death grip on your pants was broken by Yanfei walking in while looking off to the side.

“Granny, I heard you came - Oh. Hello there!” Yanfei’s casual greeting had you melting back into the oracle position as you smile calmly at Yanfei.

“Hey, nice to meet you. I was just talking with-” You’re cut off by Ping moving to stand in front of Yanfei and begin to explain and introduce you. Including the fact that the other Adepti attacked you and that you were the oracle.

Well, it’s better than you retelling the story. It’s better to let others lie for you, especially considering the close relations. It’s not like Ping’s way of speaking was fast or overwhelming, it just felt like you would be wrong for whatever reason if you tried interfering.

Doesn’t stop the surge of annoyance, though.

Deciding to just leave as soon as possible and not get into a fist fight with a hidden Adeptus, you move off the bed and walk closer to the duo. Without much trouble, you’re able to slip past them until a hand tugs your wrist quickly before releasing it.

“Sorry, but I just wanted to introduce myself to you before you leave. My name is Yanfei. I'm the top legal advisor in Liyue.” A business card is handed to you as she speaks.

Accepting it, you examine the card to not be rude before stuffing it into your bag. While you’ll probably forget about it, it’s not bad to have it in case you visit Fontaine. Or if things with Ninggnuang get into legal territory.

What actually got your attention was how Yanfei went through the trouble of cutting off Ping to speak personally to you. Could this be the first Adepti related character to treat you with respect as a normal person?

The fact that you’re amazed by basic human decency is pretty fucking sad. The difference in treatment between her and Ganyu despite both of them being half-adeptus is staggering.

“Thank you. Just as Madam Ping explained, my name is Y/N, and I’m an Oracle for the Creator.” At least the old woman didn’t butt in yet. “Yaoyao visited me yesterday to meet her. I just didn’t expect to meet you here as well.”

“You suit your position rather well.” Her head tilts slightly to the side, making the Mora decorations jingle. “Although I haven’t met you before, just by your appearance alone I can guess that you’re either-” A finger is raised. “A - you’re not from here. Or B - you don’t have a traditional job.” The second finger joins the first as she takes in your appearance in completion.

“I would put inhuman beings or vision holders on the list, but your aura is completely that of a human, but also not one of a vision holder. In a way, you remind me of the traveler.”

“It does make sense.” You reply with a noncommittal shrug. “The traveler was the first Acolyte, and I’m the first Oracle, so there’s bound to be some uncanny similarities between us.”

Madam Ping wistfully sighs at the mention of the traveler. “Ah yes, the Hero of Liyue. I was able to gift them that teapot, but what a shame that I don’t have another one to spare for you, esteemed Oracle.”

And here comes the half-praise, half-demeaning words that’s meant to belittle you into feeling worthless while giving meager praise to make her sound generous.

“There would be no need to, since I intend on enjoying our God’s creations rather than hiding away from it in an Adeptal piece of machinery.” A wide grin adorns your face with canines clear to see, but your voice is as excited as a child’s with innocence clear.

Those that hear you would assume nothing but ignorance at fault, but the ones that can see how your eyes dimly gleam with mockery would think otherwise.

Isn’t it so good that Yanfei is by your side while Ping is in front of you?

The words clearly hit a nerve, as Ping’s smile drops into a horribly wrinkled frown. Yanfei’s teal eyes look between you two with a smile that dissolves into a confused furrow of her brows.

“My apologies, child, I was unaware that you were so deprived of empathy for others that you can reduce the hard work of the Creator’s chosen protectors of this land into a symbol of defilement.” The last few words are scathing as her face contorts into a gruesome mess of sagging skin.

“Granny, I understand why you’re mad but-” Yanfei takes a step forward, but is cut off by Ping raising her hand while stepping closer to you.

“I can now understand why Shenhe, that poor pitiful child, was so conflicted about her emotions toward you. I may not understand why the Creator chose a human of your breed to have that holy position, but I can only pray that this journey teaches you a lesson concerning those that you have wronged in this way.”

“Granny!” Yanfei yells in shock as she moves between you two, “How could you say something like that to them? You’re not only insulting them, you’re also insulting the Creator!”

She turns around to face you as she shots a grimace behind her at the fuming hag. “I am so sorry about this, you should probably go now.”

Nodding with a sad expression, you speak in a confused tone. “I-I understand. It was nice meeting you and Madam Ping. I hope we can talk again sometime.” Twisting open the doorknob and pushing it open, you sneak one last peek into the room.

Yanfei has her back to you as she yells on a whisper level. Ping doesn’t look all that pleased until her eyes stray to yours. The smugness practically rolls off you in waves as she scorns at you with disgust.

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It was official.

You were lost.

Looking at the doors and people walking around you, you tried to remember what path you took with Ping. But each door looked the same, with different people rushing in and out.

None of them even had time to talk to you as they wheeled out screaming and bleeding people from room to room. You got glimpses of dressings pressed haphazardly on wounds as you continued walking.

Surely you still had enough time until Ningguang’s dinner?

Trying not to freak out over the time, you continue marching throughout the seemingly endless hallways and avoid bumping into the doctors, nurses and more that rush around you. Eventually you arrive at an area of the building that looks a bit calmer.

You spot a woman wearing a dress looking similar to a work uniform and decide to ask her for directions leading out of the temple. You’re about to call out to her when she opens a door and enters it while cheerfully calling out.

“Thank you so much for all the help despite your busy schedule!” She continues to walk in, giving a half-hearted push to close it.

Sneakily, you plant your foot right at the hinge of it, making it stop before it actually closes. A sense of déjà vu nags you as you stand outside the room with your head resting against the wall. You close your eyes to listen to the conversation.

“It’s no trouble at all, Daiyu. I always enjoy volunteering to help those who offer sacrifices to the Creator here.” There’s a light tilt to the voice while remaining sturdy, a good indicator that the speaker is who you think it is.

“Even so, as the Yuheng of Liyue, you still have many duties. Much more than you did when you first began to help out all those years ago…” The anxious woman is met with a brief chuckle.

“As I’ve said before, Daiyu, you can call me Keqing during these times. I’m not here as the Yuheng, but as a servant of our God to learn more.” The faint click of heels can be heard as drawers of what you assume are bandages are opened.

“Well, have you finally come to a conclusion? You know about whether self-mutilation is an ‘overdone’ and an ‘inferior’ way of worshiping the Creator?” The question is met with brief silence before Keqing responds.

“I’ve already made up my mind around the same time as Rex Lapis’s death. Self-mutilation isn’t exactly wrong per se, but it should not be our main way of worship. Our bodies were painstakingly crafted by the Creator’s hands and should not be abused. It’s why I’ve strived to keep myself in perfect shape.”

A sigh can be heard with an almost bitter note.

“But humans can not regrow lost limbs. Thus, I do not believe self-mutilation is the best way for humanity to worship the gods. Blood offerings and even human offerings of other criminals can be done, but I believe that self-mutilation should be left for extreme sins and for the Adepti to present.”

With eyes trained to the blood-stained floorboards beneath your feet, you push yourself off the wall. It seemed you weren’t going to gain any useful information from here.

“The public won’t accept that kind of view that goes against what we’ve been taught for thousands of years. Then again, that never stopped you before - Aw, damn it! There’s barely any medical supplies here, too.”

The tapping of your feet walking away is concealed by the clicking of heels.

“There’s nothing left? Ugh, probably Ningguang again. She’s always doing this stuff.”

But perhaps you should have stayed just a bit longer.

“The Tianquan?! Oh, please don’t let her know what I said! I quite like my job!”

“Relax, Daiyu, she wouldn’t care about your complaints even if she did hear them.”

“Then why are you frowning like that?”

You never know what you might hear.

“It’s just a bit strange to me. Not long ago she was doing all sorts of planning with an annoyed expression, but this morning she was pleased. She must have either taken care of whatever was bothering her or hatched the perfect, foolproof plan for it.”

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Thankfully, you did manage to find your way back to the first floor. (When did you even walk up the stairs?) Most of the people there were rather calm, with incense and prayer rooms decorating this floor.

The smell was of cinnamon and something with a strong woody scent. The one’s in the prayer rooms had healed scars exposed, either doing a full floor bow or at least on their knees.

If they had them, at least.

It was a gruesome sight if you were to be honest. Some had skin raw red from what looked like boil scars, others with self-inflicted writing carved into their skin. Words like; ‘Holy One’, ‘Savior’, and the most popular one of all: ‘Beloved Creator’ were in some way permanently branding their skin.

The wind blew from a certain hallway, as if Teyvat was trying to finally lend you a hand in leaving this temple of smoke and blood. Taking long strides past the rooms that muttered and screamed at varying levels and intervals, you see a set of wide doors.

WHAM

The whir of a sliding door before it slams into the doorway is all you hear before a hand is wrapped firmly around your wrist and pulling you into the dark room. Your breath is knocked out of you as the soles of your shoes search for purchase.

Your hands reach up to where you were grabbed to dig into the scalp of your assailant before you both fall to the ground from the struggle.

“Let go of me!” You grit out as the slender fingers continue trying to pin you down. A feminine grunt of pain is heard as you finally manage to push her away, making your assaulter hit the wall.

Like hell! You weren’t just going to leave after being attacked for no fucking reason. Rushing forward, you pin the person against the wall as your eyes adjust to the dark room. Silvery hair can be seen in a tangle between your fingertips as you hold her wrists against the wall.

“Shenhe, what the fuck were you thinking? Are you still pissed at me? I thought we cleared it all up.” With a mix of anger, disbelief and pure confusion, you stare at her face as her features slowly become more defined.

“I just wanted to see you again…” The kicked puppy look is not suiting the bloody bandages wrapped around her left eye. Or what used to be her eye. “I didn’t hurt you this time.”

“Dragging an unsuspecting person into a dark room isn't not hostile either, Shenhe.” She simply stares at you in silence, as if she’s incompetent enough to not understand your words. “We almost fought to our deaths last time we met. How am I not supposed to assume that you’re trying to hurt me?”

Shenhe’s head drops a little bit as her mouth opens and closes repeatedly with no success. After giving her a moment, you sigh with a hint of annoyance and let go of her. “I have to get going, Shenhe. I'm not going to sit and wait forever.”

“I’m sorry.” You glance back down at Shenhe as she sits on her knees with her hands clenched tightly on her thighs. “I’m sorry for hunting you down so insistently while framing you as someone who wronged me on a personal level.”

Could you really accept this apology when you did stab her first for killing those Hilichurls you were friends with? Then again, they did give you liquor while Shenhe convinced herself that you were an evil entity. “Thanks for the apology, but that still doesn’t change much. I spent days in Bubu Pharmacy trying not to die from all the shit you and Yelan put me through.”

“I already heard about it and saw the vivid details of your healing progress while I waited outside your window that day.” Those words alone had you whipping your head around to her as your jaw dropped.

“Shenhe, what the hell!?” She staggers back to her feet with a worrying sway before taking mute steps towards your shocked form.

“A good partner is one who is attentive and keeps detailed track of their lover's affairs and health, correct?” Trying to wrap your head around the twisted logic she presents you with, you bury your face in your hands.

“Yes, but not in the context of our relationship.” You stress as your arm automatically reaches out to stop her from swaying to the ground. With your hand firmly on her arm, you continue to speak. “I know that you don’t really use that word often considering Xianyun’s teachings, but it’s pretty fucking important.”

A sole iridescent blinks lazily at you before her whole body weight is pressing down on you. It’s less of a hug and more like a ‘glomp’. Deciding to hold her by her waist to prevent being crushed by the pure muscle mass that made up her body, her forehead rests on your shoulder.

It’s burning. Definitely unusual for a Cryo vision holder.

“Shenhe? Shenhe can you hear me?” You ask as her glazed over eye stares into yours with no recognition seen in them. Swinging your head around, you finally spot a blood stained coat off to the side.

“C’mon, Shenhe, just work with me a bit to get you back to bed.” You spit out as you carry more of her weight to avoid dragging her on the floor. Thankfully, she helps out by wrapping her legs around your body and despite the slight constriction, you still manage to carry her back to bed.

Dropping her on the bed, you carefully fix her up. Brushing her hair out of her face, pulling the covers back over body, and adjusting the surrounding bandages around her injured eye to fit snugly.

She did apologize after all, it would be cruel of you to leave a person with a fever and probably an infection a mess on a bed.

That didn’t mean you were going to stay and nurse her back to health. Ningguang was probably at the restaurant at this point, and you weren’t going to be late for it.

Turning around, you take a quiet step toward the exit until a hand wraps frantically around your wrist.

“You forgive me, right?” Heavy breathing fills the room as her sweaty skin clings to the little contact she has with you. “I apologized sincerely, I’ll do it again if I must.” A trembling eye stares into your soul as her voice breaks. “Please…”

You stare down at the disciple with an unreadable expression until a smile breaks out onto your face. Shenhe’s grip loosens as hope begins to light up. Your other hand gently removes her fingers from your wrist before you whisper.

“Why don’t you sleep on it, Shenhe?”

Her eyes slide shut from pure exhaustion as you walk away and exit the room. After taking note of the room number, you resume your short walk to the exit. A nurse is nearby and just as you pull one of the wide doors open, you lean in to whisper a brief message.

The door closes shut behind you as the nurse rushes away. With careful footsteps, you walk leisurely toward the Xinyue Kiosk. The burning stares of civilians and soldiers alike are rolled off you in waves.

It was pointless to fight with the puppets when the puppet master invited you to meet her.

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