#you're welcome to correct me if im forgetting any information

[aeroblossom]

thoughts about rhinedottir, alchemy, albedo and so on

☆ i just remembered i made a post suggesting naberius as the third descender and was suddenly struck with the realization that rhinedottir was also called the flower not of this world. what does that mean. what did she do with him. did she kill and eat him and gain his otherworldlyness. no but really

> Neuvillette and the Traveler later speculated that elemental power might be intrinsic to Descenders, given that both the Gnoses and the Vision-less Traveler are imbued with said power.[5] If this is true, it would be expected that other Descenders would be able to wield elemental powers, as well.

☆ and if visions are smaller versions of gnoses, this only makes me think of how albedo, a creation of rhinedottir, is a vision wielder - but his vision is the smallest one in the game, implying he uses it very little compared to alchemy, and since he's made of chalk, the power of geo may be intrinsic to him. so if she was trying to recreate the primordial human, and descenders have intrinsic elemental power, and the first usurper aka the primordial one has all this "golden" aura associated with him...

☆ if the stages of alchemy in genshin are reversed. if remuria was able to attain the philosopher's stone. if everything was once made of gold... then azosite... could it be the philosopher's stone? the khaenriahn robots use it to function. remus employed the use of ichor with one other ingredient i'm forgetting to create the golden symphony.

☆ adding on that, the standard ruin guard model has always reminded me of talos, the first robot, an automaton made to guard an island. the fuel it ran on was called ichor, blood of the gods.

☆ i know the word petrichor refers to the smell of the earth after rain, but now... perhaps they used it for a different reason.

☆ i have forever been curious about the intention behind rhinedottir's name. the daughter of the rhine - the rhine river. a river. river... time flows in a river. the river between life and death. the starry band across the teyvat sky, that i always thought of as a river. obviously her name is derived from the wagner play, but why would the creator of (mostly) geo entities be associated with rivers?

☆ an idea i proposed a long time ago: albedo is the only character aside from obviously sus ones like gods and the traveler, whose fate mona doesn't read. his constellation is also the weirdest thing to be a constellation. remember that the people of teyvat do actually utilize these asterisms, and like in real life, most (aside from gods or godlike entities) are based on things found in life and nature. albedo's doesn't seem like something that could just naturally occur. albedo's constellation may be fake.

#sorry this is so all over the place #always when i need to study that the thoughts strike me man #you're welcome to correct me if im forgetting any information #im in a hurry or I'd attach pictures sorry #rhinedottir #albedo #genshin lore #fontaine 4.2 #4.2 archon quest #genshin spoilers #fontaine lore #🏷

[that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main]

OMGGG CAN YOU DO MORE MOTHERLY READER SJAJKA

the motherly reader with chavez and strange is so cute like we need more content 😔

she’s so motherrrrr

Family Reunion (1)

Reader: female | Romantic (Strange | Parently/platonic (Chavez)

Type: on going one shot part 1/?

Notes: guys sorry for not posting your girl went to disneyland and met Loki 🥺

Warnings: none

Masterlists: Marvel | The "Playlist"

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"We are not going to this." Stephen defended.

"Correction. You're not going to this." Y/n corrected, "Its a small opportunity to see what family I do have left. Plus after the Snap. They really did forget about all that Frank's done."

"Forgive me If I dont want a law abiding citizen get involed with a mass-"

Y/n turned her head to glare at him. Causing him to go silent and Y/n returned to packing.

"Then your not taking America with you."

"Im taking America with me. She wants to go any how." Y/n informed.

"And if someone-"

"Attacks us? I think I can handle it." Y/n spoke zipping up her duffle bag and bringing it with her, stopping infront of him and kissing him on the lips shortly, grabbing his hand.

"Im a Castle-"

"But you're a strange."

Y/n smiled smally at him, he bringing her hand up to place a long kiss on it.

"I'll be fine." Y/n smiled at him, "but you're always welcomed to come, you are my fiance after all. And that makes you atleast half castle."

Strange sighed giving it, "fine."

"Thatta boy." Y/n teased leaning in to kiss him again and then pull away to go find America.

She was already packed and ready to go waiting at the door "come on!" She whined.

Y/n laughed, "calm down we're not going to save the world, we can take our time."

Walking down the stairs she dropped her things, "Stephen's coming with us."

"He is!?" She smiled.

Y/n nodded.

It was within a few mintues most likely due to magic that Stephen was ready and walking down the steps.

Y/n smiled, walking towards the door to follow America.

"Where are you going?" Stephen asked.

"Oh yeah." Y/n smiled, "im driving. Its not far away but we're staying at Mama's house for a few nights. She's been dying to spend time with America. Oh yeah. No magic trip-"

"No magic? What are you? Insane?" Stephen questioned, "if something attacks us?"

"Which it won't." Y/n responded, "Stop being parinoid. The only thing thats gonna attack us is my father in a hug."

Stephen followed Y/n as the two left the sanctum.

"But if it does."

"Then we can use magic." Y/n defended, "But we'll be fine I promise."

Walking towards her car she popped the trunk and opened it,putting America's bag inside, "go ahead and get it."

America nodded and Y/n put her own inside Stephen following with his.

"They're not to hot on magic." Y/n responded to his previous comment, "Plus. There sitll suprised I escaped the Widow program and found then. So lets just, Chill okay?"

Y/n closed the door looking over at him, "fine."

Y/n smiled, at him, "thank you."

Getting in the car together it was about an hour drive to her parents house. America kept herself busy with the window, watching at the people past by and Y/n and her Strange held small talk the whole way his hand on her thigh in a loving matter.

"Im sure they'll love you." Y/n smield, "As long as you eat three plates of food."

"Thats insane. And unhealthy."

Y/n chcukled, "we're Italians. We like a lot of food. Plus. Its never all the same food. Just. If mama offers you more take it. Even if you end up givin to it luigi."

"Luigi?"

Y/n nodded, "The dog. Dad's name is Mario."

Stephen chuckled, y/n smiling as she turned the corner and pulling into a few space in the drive way, turning off the car.

Out came an old dog with quick speed, Y/n opening the door and it jumping in quickly than Y/n could react.

"Hey! Hey!" Y/n laughed, the dog barking at her, with it's tail going a hundred miles a mintue.

"Hey there baby." Y/n smiled hugging the dog as she pet it happily, it licking her face with excitment.

"I missed you too. I missed you too!" The dog jumped back out, barking excitedly.

"Seems you've been missed." Stephen spoke as Y/n smiled.

"Oh just wait." Y/n spoke getting out she closing the door behind her.

America followed her, the dog happily going over to her and sniffing her legs, then going crazy in excitement once again.

"He won't hurt you." Y/n told America reaching out her hand just for the dog to lick it happily she happily petting him.

"Come on." Y/n smiled, "he'll follow."

America grabbed her hand and Stephen waited at the end of the car for them.

Luigi followed them excitedly. They walking on the path to the door where it already smelled of Pasticciotto leccese and cinnamon rolls, her dads favorite.

"Mama?! Pa!" She called.

"Y/n?"

There her mother was in an apron with a tray of sweets in hand.

"Y/n! Ah! My Mimma!" She smiled setting the tray down, Y/n letting go of America's hand, Y/n happily hugging her happily.

"Look at you!" She smiled, her mother had a thick Italian accent, a heart of gold for her children and a love for baking.

Y/n smiled happily, "Its so good to see you mama. I missed you so much, and have some people to introduce you too."

Turning back she smiled, "Mama. This is Stephen and this is America."

A quick like of Italian came from her: neither America or Stephen understanding what they were saying.

But America was hugged happily as so was Stephen.

"He's so handsome!" She smiled, "This is your boy toy-"

The beep of the oven caught her off gaurd, "The cake, come America!"

Yet she rushing off to go get the cake pulling America off most likely to feed her the amount of sweets she had hidden away.

"Boy toy?" Stephen questioned with a teasing smile.

"Oh please. " y/n explained, "Things were diffrent in highschool. Plus I had Frank who always had my back."

He shook his head and gave her a short kiss.

"Y/n! Y/n!"

Y/n turned her head, America holding a plate of freshly made mousse her mother had pulled from the fridge.

"Try one? Oh please I live for this stuff." Y/n smiled taking a square, and happily taking a bite, "mhm. Here."

She lifted it up to Stephen's lips, he taking a bite.

Her mother called them into the kitchen, Y/n walking quickly at the call of her name: "You're papa is out in the garden."

Y/n nodded with a smile, "What he grow this year?"

"The usual." She smiled flipping the cake on a dish and pulling the pan up.

"Oo is that upside down cake?"

Y/n reached for it just for her hand to be playfully slapped away.

"Go. You'll have some tommrow." She spoke, "go say Hi to your father while he's in a good mood."

Y/n sighed, "Alright."

Kissing her mothers temple she went to go see her father, Her mother asking America to stay and help her fill cannolis for the next day.

She took Strange's hand and started going through the house.

"Wait wait-"

Y/n stopped, Stephen looking at the photos. She had a large family for sure. But no pictures: no photos of her: not as a kid or a baby atleast.

When she hit what looked to be 17, thats when she started to show up.

"I lost alot of time to the widow program." Y/n spoke, "Luckily. I found them again."

Pulling him along them made it back outside her dad's garden grand as ever.

"Pa!"

He looked up from the rose bush he was cutting from a basket of mixed flowers next to him.

"Ah! Mia Mimma!" He cheered, Y/n smiling as he took his time standing up, leaving the basket behind.

Y/n walked down the few steps, he smiling as they hugged, he giving her a big kiss on each cheek.

"Ah look at you!" He smiled, "So beatiful!"

Y/n flushed, "come on pa."

She turned back to Stephen, "this is Stephen Strange."

"Mario Lorenzo Castiglione. A pleasure."

They shook hands, Stephen swore his hand was going fo break as he nodded in response.

"He's my fiance Pa."

"Fiance? Oh!" He smiled, "someone's finally tamed my wild one!"

Y/n looked at Stephen he only chuckling as she smiled at him.

"Did you tell Mama about this?"

"She's busy. You know her." Y/n spoke.

"She making cinnamon rolls?"

"Yes." Y/n smiled.

"Go get me some."

"What?" Y/n protested playfully, "no way! She'll kill me!"

"Its worth it for your old man!"

Y/n shook her head, "fine. But be nice to Stephen."

"Fine fine!"

Y/n chuckled, "good luck."

Kissing Stephen's cheek she walked off to go sneak her way into the freshly made cinnamon rolls.

"Come on come on!"

Stephen followed her father, he wasn't one for gardening but it was worth it to get on her fathers good side.

"Where'd you meet my daughter."

"Believe it or not, she was saving my ass." Stephen spoke as they walked over to the flowers a pair of garden sisscors handed to him which he said thank you to.

"She tends to do that." He spoke, "I need a hand full of Chrysanthemums."

Stephen went to work, he was much slower than the old man besides him.

" she has the qualities to be a hero." Stephen told, "Sometimes I'm glad she refused an Avengers contract."

"Me and you both."

The two laughed, her father sighing, "she'll never stop trying to help."

"That she won't." Stephen spoke, tossing his group of flowers in the basket, "Never known y/n to quit anything she's done."

"Stephen!"

Out came running America, she rushing down the steps towards him.

"Who's this?"

"Our daughter America." Stephen spoke, the words he speaking on the back bunner of his mind as he spoke, too worried with why she was running towards him.

"I thinm Y/n's brother is here." She spoke.

Stephen nodded, "he's kinda scarry."

"Wanda scarey?" Stephen spoke standing up,

"Even worse."

"Its fine. You can stay here."

America nodded sitting besides him, Stephen closest to the door with his body blocking veiw of America.

"America this is Y/n's dad."

America waved still tense, "Hello."

He smiled sweetly, "Don't let Francis scare you. He's a big baby on the inside."

"Hey!" Y/n called from the back door,"Mama said dinners done!"

"Lets go before ma gets upset."

The three got up, America grabbing the basket for Y/n's dad as they walked inside.

Y/n smiled as she walked back in the door most likely to help her mother set the table.

Her father held the door open for the two: they thanking him. America following the older man to find a vase.

"Have fun?" Y/n asked plates in hand as she was passing across the hallway.

"Gardenings not my thing." Stephen shrugged Y/n walking down towards him with a smile.

"And what is your thing?" Y/n chuckled, "You don't have many hobbies."

"Got me there." Stephen told returning the chuckle, "I do enjoy one hobby pretty recently as well."

"Oh?"

"Im quiet occupied with being someones fiance. My newest hobby. Might drop it." He spoke, "maybe be someones husband."

Y/n laughed rolling her eyes, "really? Im in the same hobby....find it quiet....boring."

He rolled his eyes, "it does have it's perks...sometimes it can get a bit...ya know." She spoke leaning in: as if her comment was a secret.

"I don't, care to inform me?" He spoke sarcastically.

Y/n looked him up and down quickly: "shame...maybe one day when you change hobbies to husband you'll find out."

With her last comment she kissed her lover softly, told him to go wash his hands and asked if he didnt mind grabbing the cups on his way back.

Within a few mintues the table was finished being set. Y/n helping America take her seat and Stephen pulling out Y/n's chair for her. She thanking in as she took a seat, he following her. Her father doing the same small gesture for her mother.

Yet two chair were empty, Y/n was silent about it, too busy asking what America wanted to eat. The handing over the plate to her father.

"Have you spoke to you're brother?" Her mother asked.

Y/n shrugged, picking at her food, "not really."

That was a touchy subject to start dinner off with.

"You have a lovely house Mr.Castiglione." Stephen intruppted.

She smiled, "thank you, it's nice to know I can still decorate to please the guests."

Stephen smiled in response drinking some water.

"So when did you two get married?" Her mother asked.

"We didn't." Y/n responded, "Not yet."

"You're engaged? And didnt think to tell me Y/n?" Her mother spoke.

"It's been quiet hetic at our house lately." Y/n responded.

Crazy witch lady chasing you hectic

"Me and Stephen barely been able to enjoy it ourself." Y/n told smiling at Stephen.

"Too busy to tell you're mother you had a child?" She questioned.

"America's a new addition to the house." Stephen spoke, the girl smiling, shortly before returning to her plate of handmade ravs infront of her.

America had been silent the whole time: she too invested in the good food.

"I bet everyone tommrow will be excited to see the three of you at the reunion." Her mother spoke, "We always love new Castigliones."

"Glad to be welcomed so easily." Stephen smiled causing Y/n to roll her eyes as she drank her water.

Atleast Stephen was buttering her mother up.

"So what do you do for work Stephen?" She questioned.

There it was. The dreaded question.

"I work for the New York Sanctum." He responded.

"A religious man then?" Her mother spoke.

"In a way." Stephen responded, "It's quiet diffrent from other religions."

There was a knock on the door intruppting dinner. Her father getting up to get it. It must've been a nice surpise because he was laughing within the next few mintues: a smile in his voice.

In came her twin Frank Castle and a teenager.

"Francis!"

Y/n stiffled a laugh: Francis

He said his hellos and gave a kiss to there mothers head, he had brought a cheap bottle of wine that there dad loved so much and was more of forced down to sit and stay than anything.

"Francis."

"Funny."

"I know Im hilarious."

Acting like kids again.

"I should take you in now." Y/n teased.

"Please you couldnt catch me if you wanted Avenger."

Y/n scoffed a laugh, "Try me: Punisher ."

They laughed each other off shaking hands over the table firmly.

"Stephen, America, This is Francis- Ow!"

She had bene kicked in the leg, she kicking him back in response a foot war already starting.

"Hey hey!"

They stopped quickly at the sound of there dad.

"Who's the kid?"

"Im not a kid."

"Be nice. This is Amy."

"How'd you get ropped up with Frank?" Y/n asked, "Or did he get involed in something that was non of his business again?"

"Maybe you are his twin after all." Amy spoke.

"Come on! Stop eating and talk! All of you!" There mother scolded.

Dinner turned out better than expected, Frank had formally met Stephen, a firm handshake to accompany such a interaction. It was filled with laughter and conversation. Dessert accompanied dinner afterwards.

America was pretty happy Y/n had tried the sweets she was helping in assiting in making. Coffee accompany tirasumu cakes and cannolis. Everyone migrated to the living room to rest, someone had put on the old record player: old Italian pop ( if you could even call it pop) played in the background as everyone laughed and danced.

The dog even joining in.

Yet as the night got late, excited music turned to those older tunes, slow love songs and even slower songs to lull people to sleep.

Y/n had fallen asleep on the couch with America securely under her arm: like an old mother bird covering her babies from the rain. Her head resting in Stephen's lap as he rubbed he temple. It was her dad who came and tapped him on the shoulder. Telling him the guest room was open.

Though it was risky: Stephen took America away from Y/n, both knocked out cold. He carried her the instructed way he set America down in the bed he returning for Y/n.

She was already up trying to open her eyes.

"America- Where's America-"

"Hey. Hey. It's okay." He shushed, "she's okay. Come on."

He picked her up, carrying her to the guest room he laying her down in the bed. He not bothering to change out of his chlothes as he laid besides her, his arm wrapping around her casuing her to smile.

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[fishys-hub-of-himbos]

So I made a roleplay blog for all my potential roleplays on this site. Listen Broski's, I'm just gonna slap some basic rules and general roleplay information about me for potential partners to make good matches. I make tons of OCS and have absolutely no life.

About Fishys roleplay experience:

I started roleplaying online about 6-7 years ago, on amino. And it wasn't pretty. Now at 18 I consider myself a pretty decent Roleplayer. I'm no novelist in the slightest, but I am able to get fairly wordy. I'd like to improve my ability to roleplay by practicing with others of different literacies.

Many of my role-plays take place in some form of fantasy setting and they tend to get romantic. I just really like writing cute romantic scenarios. I'm an avid character shipper(not in the toxic way or anything) so I'm always open to discuss different characters and character duos.

Fishy's Roleplay Rules:

I am an LGBT man, if that is a problem to you don't interact with me.

Don't ship shame unless the ship is obviously in some way harmful to anyone

Don't force my characters into actions. I really want to be in control of my characters in each scenario. If I feel like my character was forced into something, I'm really not going to want to rp.

If you're coming to me with a roleplay request, please have a bit of an idea of what you're looking for in the roleplay. Im always willing to help with plot creation for a roleplay but ya gotta meet me half way here.

A bunch of my characters swear like hell. I. Swear like hell. You don't have to, but don't tell me to tone down my language. I genuinely don't give a fuck to censor myself in front of strangers on the internet.

I go to school Monday through Friday 9:00am to 6:00 pm. I try to respond consistently but if I don't, please don't spam me. (i'm free for now, since it's summer)

In that same note, occasional. OCCASIONAL "in case you didn't get the notif or forgot" messages, are okay. Sometimes my phone sucks or I'll type something and instantly forget to send it. And I apologize in advance

Any style is welcome, though please don't hit me with one liners. I don't care how you separate your dialogue from your action sentences. Just PLEASE don't hit me with a one liner.

I'm fully okay with it getting totally intense and gorey. My only concern is that if there is sexual assault that may go on for the sake of plot, (AND I MEAN TRULY FOR THE SAKE OF PLOT NOT BECAUSE ITS WHAT YOUR CHARACTER WOULD DO) please give me a warning before the message or somewhere before it gets intense.

Try to keep the plot SA to a VERY minimum in that same note though.

Don't fandom shame, I'm in a bunch of fandoms, some you may not agree with. We can agree to disagree and still be cool.

Don't be racist. Like.. again if it's not for the sake of plot, just don't. I would prefer not to be called a slur

I have pretty shitty grammar and spelling sometimes. And I'm sorry. That being said though, don't correct me unless you genuinely cant understand. Kinda douchey

18+ is allowed. However, keep in mind I am in a committed relationship and nothing in the roleplays is real for Fishy. I'm not here to get your rocks off, I'm here to create world's. And sex is a part of worlds in all aspects.

What you will see on this page:

Original character information

Characters based in fandom universes

Characters based on mythology

Roleplay plots that I have been thinking about

Character art that I made from either Picrew, or drew myself

Probably some fandom art reblogs

Ship lists for fandoms I'm in

Aight I think I got the important shit down. Message me to roleplay if you wanna.

~Fishy out~

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