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Finally finished that. You asked for it, and now you get the lmk Boop War fanfic, three days too late. It turned out really long, I apologize beforehand.

Boop Me If You Can

A Lego Monkie Kid fanfic

Summary: Monkey King promises MK a peach if he can boop him, accidentally (or is it?) Causing a city-wide boop war with MK at the center of it.

AO3:

Flower Fruit Mountain is a peaceful place most of the time. The monkeys are enjoying themselves, eating fruits and resting in the sun while their king is training his successor inside the cave.

But not today.

Today it was anything but peaceful.

Today Monkey King challenged MK to a Booping Duel.

It started okay. Monkey King was sparring with MK, dodging all his blows, hitting him with his own fists and eating Peach Chips, simultaneously.

MK was used to his mentor teasing and tossing him around, but he was caught completely off guard when the monkey king dodged one of his attacks, jumped on his shoulders, and then booped him.

Mk froze in place. "Wha-"

Monkey King then hit his legs and knock him to the ground.

The Monkie Kid spat dirt and rose up to sit. "What did you do?"

"Boop!" The Monkey smiled and tapped his nose again.

"Wha- stop that!"

"Hmm... nope!"

"Ugh- fine! I can boop you too, okay?!" MK rose up to stand and threw his hand forward to Monkey King's face, but the monkey moved aside and he fell on his face again.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah! Till the end of the day, I'm sure I'll manage to boop you!"

"HA!" Monkey King dodged MK's hand again. "Well I'll tell you something, alright? If you can't boop me before sunset, you owe me three bowls of noodles. But if you can, I'll give you... one whole peach! How's that sound?"

The Monkie Kid gasped. "AMAZING! Alright! Here comes Monkie-eeeeeaaaaaah!!!!"

The King Laughed as he jumped twenty meters in the air, holding MK with his tail, and throwing him at full strength at the bottom of the mountain.

He came back seconds later, riding on the giant staff. "That's cheating!"

"I never said I was going to play fair!" He said, summoning a cloud and zipping away to the distance. "I'll be in the city, boop me if you can! Byeeee!"

"Oh, come on!"

"Guys! I need all the help I can get!"

"What?! Why?? Is somebody destroying the world again?!"

"What? no! Why would you-" MK froze and scratched his head. "Wow, I guess that does happen often, huh?"

"You could say that." Tang said between noodles.

What do you need??" Mei drew her sword. "Who needs killing?"

"Monkey King's nose! Well not killing, it actually needs booping."

"Ohoho, a boopwar?" Mei swapped her sword in a phone. "Who? Where? What? ALL the details!"

MK drank three glasses of water and stood so that all three could see him easily. "Monkey King and I, inside the city. And he will give me a Peach if I can do it before sunset!"

The group stood silent for a few moment.

"Pigsy, call Sandy." Said Tang. "We have a monkey to boop."

It didn't take long to assemble everyone and come up with a war strategy. The group divided to three teams: Pigsy and Sandy, Mei and Red Son, and Tang with Mo. Each group is to scout one part of the city, and if they see Monkey King they are to call the others and try to seize him. All the while MK watches from the weather station, using the security cameras to look for his mentor.

It didn't take long for the groups to fall victims for Monkey King's booping, either.

The monkey was quick, unpredictable. He moved at the speed of light, booping everyone and everything in his way. There was no escape.

Eventually even his successor wasn't spared of the booping destruction.

"That's the fourth time already! You gotta catch up, bud!"

And with that the monkey took off.

"So?"

"He booped me AGAIN! Ohhh, I can't wait to boop his stupid little nose!"

"Maybe you need more drastic measurements." Red Son offered. "I could give you some of our Bull Clones, if you wish."

"Yeah! And Mo can pilot his mech!" Said Sandy.

"You could practice on us in the meantime!" Said Tang, and Pigsy added "But just because we're helping you doesn't mean we won't boop you back!"

"Aww, you guys..." MK started, but then shook his head. "No! I need to catch Monkey King! Sorry guys!" He booped each of them, and then ran out with his staff, off to try and find the Celestial Monkey.

"Did he just..."

"Oh, yes, he did." Pigsy replied to the fire demon.

Mei grinned mischievously and opened a live stream. "Hey chat! What do you think of starting a city wide Boop War?"

Red Son fixed his glasses and sparked fire in his fist. "It's on."

The city was a peaceful place when demons weren't trying to smash or conquer it. The market is lively, the roads are busy, the arcade is noisy.

But nothing was peaceful on the day of the great Boop War.

Shop owners shut down their businesses to boop passengers. Parents and children booped strangers on the street. Bus drivers didn't move a centimeter before booping each and every one of their passengers.

And everyone were keeping track of how many boops they gave and received.

Three hours to Sunset, Sandy had a headstart of 50, Tang was working on his 78th, Pigsy had a hundred due to booping every customer, Red Son had two hundred and three, and Mei was on a roll with more than Three hundred given and seven hundred received (being a sreamer has pros and cons). And MK? MK, being able to move at the speed of light, had booped every mortal or immortal being who took part in the Boop War: except for the Monkey King.

And as for him... he reached a million boops. Ten to passengers or friends. All of the rest were given to non other than his student.

He received only one boop as for now, from a baby who asked very politely. The same method did not work for MK. He tried.

MK was just about to chase his mentor in the northern part of the city, when he met an unexpected person.

"Hey!" He shouted at the twin demons. "What are you doing here?!"

"What?" Said Jin, rising from booping a young girl. "Are we not allowed to have fun?"

"Yeah! We only want to take part in the dragon girl's boop fight!" Added Yin.

"Oh really?" MK narrowed his eyes. "Or are you here to try and steal my Peach of Immortality?!"

The brothers looked at each other. "Oi, Yin. Did you hear anything about a Peach of Immortality involved?"

Yin shook his head. "But if there is..."

"Well well well, Monkie Kid!" Jin grinned mischievously. "It seems you're onto our plan!"

"Not that we made it on spot or anything, yes? But now we'll also try to win that peach!"

"HA!" MK span the staff. "Good luck with that! Like you could boop Monkey King before me!"

"What? You never said there would be a Monkey King involved!"

The Monkie Kid stuck his staff in the ground and jumped a long way ahead.

And hit a pair of demons he really wasn't sure what their relationship with him was.

"DBK! Heyyyy..."

"Don't bother, noodle boy, we're not here for a fight." Princess Iron Fan waved a dismissive hand and the two of them marched forward. MK wasn't sure what they saw as 'not here for a fight', but carrying your weapons in broad daylight wasn't it. Not that he was one to talk, using his staff at any given time.

"Then why are you here?!"

Princess Iron Fan laughed, and Demon Bull King turned back, touching MK's nose with his talon. "Boop!"

"...huh."

"We'll be off embarrassing our son! So long, noodle boy!"

Before MK could react, a monkey landed on his shoulders, touched his nose, and said "That's one million and twenty three."

"Oh!" MK plunk out a hair and blew on it, creating a clone in front of him, touching Monkey King's nose. "Aha! I did it, I booped your nose! Now give me my Peach!"

The Monkey just laughed and then made a couple of clones of his own. "A clone doesn't count! You need to boop me yourself!" He turned into a sparrow and flew away, followed by MK and tens of the King's clones.

"Just stay put, will you?!"

"Where's the fun in that?" The colorful bird yelled back. "Hey bud, do you think you can escape an angry mob?"

"What kind of question is that?!" MK flew forward and caught up with the Monkey King, reaching with his wing, two centimeters away from his beak...

And was forced to back away when a ray of green flames shot right toward him.

He looked down, seeing all his friends looking at him with fury in their eyes. Behind them stood the Gold and Silver Demons, dozens of Bull Clones, and a random shoe seller with blue hair and huge glasses.

"Mei! I could have gotten a Peach of Immortality!"

"So what?! Come here you coward, or I will set you wing on fire! I can do that, you know!"

Red Son rolled his eyes. "That is a very dull way to get him down, dragon girl. Allow me to show you PEASANTS how you really do it!"

"Aww, you are so sweet, my dear son." Princess Iron Fan laughed with a proud smile, and her husband nodded.

"M-Mother!"

"But guys, I need that peach! And now Monkey King is nowhere to be found again!"

A new voice came from the crowd behind the Monkie Kids - "Don't worry. I can find Wukong for you."

Mk scanned the crowd, looking for the speaker. "Nezha?!"

"Why are you even surprised at this point?!"

"You know what, you have a point! I'm not!" MK landed in a safe distance, watching Mei's sword carefully. "Who's this lady behind you?"

Nezha smiled. "May I introduce the Buddhisattva Guanyin, goddess of mercy."

The Monkie Kid was stunned. "Ohmygoshohmygoshomygosh Guanyin??? Ohhhh that's so cool! Why are you here?"

The goddess smiled. She wore a pink and yellow Hanfu and a lotus shaped hairpin was in her long black hair. "I think Nezha said it plain and simple, MK the Monkie Kid. One being a goddess with duties does not mean I cannot have a fun break once in a few centuries, does it?"

MK nodded. "I guess. Wow, Tang, you're uncharacteristically chill about this."

Pigsy snorted. "He didn't say one word from the moment she and Nezha showed up."

"Oh."

"In any case," Mei cracked her knuckles. "I believe you owe us something."

"What? Why?" His amber eyes flickered in fear as the whole group moved forward.

"My my," Pigsy crossed his arms. "Do you not even realize what this is?"

Mk took a step back.

Sandy's smile was a weird combination between the normal reassuring and warm smile to an off-putting grin. "It's called an ambush, MK."

MK realized, a moment too late, that behind him and to the sides a crowd was surrounding him.

"And this," Red Son snapped his fingers and fire appeared between them. "Is the part where you run. Oh wait! You can't. "

Hundreds, if not thousands of humans, demons, spirits and what not ran forward at once, attacking MK with their booping fingers. Men, women, and all the in-between, even people he considered to be his allies, all seeking revenge for his score of Fifty Two Thousand and Eighty Seven boops.

It was brutal. The people all trying to reach MK's nose, his own hands flying around and booping the people close to him without even noticing. Numbers went up quicker that you could even count them. MK was half buried by the mountain of boopers. There was only one way out.

MK turned into a hawk and flew right between the arms of Red Son and Mei, getting as far away from the crowd as he could, but it didn't take them long to understand what's going on and follow him by foot.

And so MK found himself chasing a monkey in the sky, while running away from an angry mob of his own.

And so, forty five minutes to Sunset, MK was in the middle of a mid-air fight with Nezha and Guanyin, which was mostly just him flying around trying to get away while Nezha is throwing petal darts at him and Guanyin booping him with quick hands and a charming laughter. MK had a strong feeling of Deja Vu.

Finally, half an hour before his deadline, MK managed to escape and zipped back to the ground.

And hit a huge dragon.

It wasn't Mei, the dragon was too big and the shade was off. However it was certainly someone from her clan. MK's first thought was that it was Ao Guang, Mei's great-great-a-thousand-times-great-grand-uncle, followed by his second: 'Wait, didn't that guy die? I think Macaque killed him. Is he dead? Oh gosh I think Macaque actually killed that guy. Did I hit a ghost dragon?!'

Then the dragon turned, and MK understood. She had red marks around her eyes, like eyeliner, and her face was majestic and criticizing.

"Mrs. Dragon! Oh gosh I am so sorry, I didn't mean to hit you! Are you okay??"

Mei's mother looked at him for a few moments, then giggled. "Oh honey it's fine! My dragon form is pretty big, I should have been more careful and look out to smaller people flying around."

MK blinked. That was not the reaction he was expecting. "Oh. Uh, great! Um..."

"Are you okay, dear?"

MK flapped his wings, trying to find the right words. "...why are you here? In you dragon form, that is. Of course you'd be in the city, you live here. I meant to ask why you're out in the huge dragon form."

The woman rolled her eyes. "Because my husband is boring and I want to have fun in my daughter's game. This form is very efficient for booping others! They can't reach my nose, but I can boop theirs!"

MK gasped in a smile. "Ohmygosh thank you! You're helping me so much right now!" He zipped upwards, activating his gold vision. "Thank you so much, Mrs. Dragon!"

"Oh my!" Mei's mother watched him fly. "You look worked up enough to fight Sun Wukong himself!"

MK found Monkey King chilling with Peach Chips on a cloud just above the weather station, eyes closed.

"Aha! Found you!"

Monkey King raised an eyebrow. "Hey Bud, I heard you coming here so that wouldn't have worked for you anyway, but if your opponent doesn't see you coming maybe shouting that you found them is not the brighter idea."

MK froze. "Okay yeah you're probably right. But I don't have much time to chat about my mistakes! Here comes monkie kid!" He yelled, flying forward at the speed of light, and missed Monkey King's nose again.

"Come on, bud, this is getting embarrassing!" The monkey shook his head. "Just do it!"

The king jumbled aside and booped MK, who turnedback into a human. He hit his ribs and when MK tensed in pain he booped him again. "You need to see this as a battle!" He caught him with his tail and after another quick boop threw him at the roof of the weather station. MK growled in pain as he hit the roof. "See your opponent's mistakes and make them your advantages!" Monkey King landed on his student's chest and made him puff, then booped him. "This is not a game. It's a battle! Use your training!"

"But I-"

"You can! You just need to believe in yourself!" The Monkey King let him go. "So do it! You have five minutes, MK. I believe you can do it. Show me it's true!"

MK rose up on shaking legs and closed his fists. He stumbled in the general direction of his mentor, fists closed. "Here. Comes. Monkie Kid!" He ran forward, and Monkey King smiled. "Go on! Fight me!"

MK's fist hit his mentor's side, and he returned the blow with a hit to MK's hand and a boop on his nose. MK enlarged the staff and swang it toward Monkey King's head, but he ducked and dodged. "Harder! Don't be afraid to hit me! Come on, boop me!"

The Monkie Kid gritted his teeth, shut his eyes, and threw forward a finger to where he expected Monkey King's nose to be- and fell off the roof.

"Kid!" Monkey King rushed to summon a cloud and dive down, landing on the ground where MK would fall and putting both hands forward to catch him.

High pitched screams of panic sounded from above as a human figure fell from the sky, arms tossed around, trying to catch something to hold onto.

All the people who participated in the game could easily see it when, thirty seconds before sunset, one of MK's panicking hands brushed against Monkey King's nose. Finally.

After they calmed him down, Mei showed MK the video, so excited she looked like she's gonna explode. "MK! You did it! You won a Peach!"

"I- I did? I mean, I did!" MK turned to the smiling Monkey King.

"You did great, kid. Not what I meant, but great."

"YES!" MK high-fived his friends. "I'm getting that Peach of Immortality!"

"Wow wow wow. Who said anything about immortality?"

"But you said-"

"I said a peach, I never mentioned an immortal one!" Monkey King protested.

"What?!" MK shouted.

"All that and for a stupid regular peach?!" Mei grabbed Monkey King's scarf. "That's so unfair!"

"I have a feeling of Deja Vu." Mumbled Red Son, arms crossed.

But MK just laughed, and laughed and laughed until he was unable to breath. "You know what?" He finally said to his friends (and Guanyin who was still there for some reason). "It was fun. I don't even care if it's a regular peach. I had fun with all of you today."

The group looked at him, then laughed as well.

"Yeah, you're right. It was worth it." Pigsy smiled.

"Definitely." Sandy sat on the ground beside him, followed by Mei and Red Son, and the purring Mo.

"But can we please not do that again?" Tang asked awkwardly. "We managed to destroy the city with a Boop War. This is a new top score."

"Oh!" MK tapped Mei's shoulder. "I know just what we need right now."

Mei smiled and opened her phone once again. "Everyone say hi to the camera!"

But MK wasn't looking at the Camera when she took the picture. He was too busy booping his mentor, a big smile across his face.

#Finally!#boop #april fools #lego monkie kid #lmk #boop war #lmk mk #lmk monkey king #i wont tag everyone #lmk fanfiction

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lovesickeros · 8 months

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☆ even the gods bleed [ pt 2 ]

{☆} characters furina, neuvillette {☆} notes cult au, imposter au, multi-chapter, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings none {☆} word count 1.9k {☆} previous [ 1 ]

This had to be a punishment of some sort – some kind of divine punishment.

She was bored out of her mind just watching the sleeping body – she hadn't blinked once in the past five hours, her eyes were really starting to hurt. Yet they still hadn't moved so much as an inch since she sequestered them away to the only place she had known to be safe.

But it'd been almost a week since then.

The only solace she found was that Teyvat had seemed much less hellbent on collapsing in on itself like a dying star.

That counted for something.

Not much, but something!

..Even if their position was no better then it was a week ago.

There was, after all, still the issue of what to do about the false Creator – the actual imposter – and the Archons following them like blind lambs. The other Archons wouldn't listen if she tried to reason with them, and it would only risk the life of Divine One if she spoke of their location to anyone else.

She also was pretty fond of having her head still attached to her shoulders.

So she avoided them all together. Partially because she wasn't sure she wouldn't have a breakdown at the sight of them..she'd never been a fighter, and fighting an Archon? Easy pass.

Instead she was forced to babysit the sleeping Divine until they woke up while Neuvillette handled taking care of the nation and dealing with the other Archons – and by extension the false Creator.

Really though, she would almost think them dead if not for the subtle rise and fall of their chest.

Though..this also left her with a lot of time to herself. A lot of time to think.

She really didn't like it.

There wasn't a lot to occupy her mind and what little there was only distracted her for a scant few moments before her eyes drifted back to the Divine like she was locked in their orbit, unable to escape.

She closed the same book for the twelfth time – she kept count – and returned it to it's meticulously designed place within her bookcase. A low, barely audible huff of frustration escaped her lips before she could bite it down, her stare boring a hole into the body of the Divine One with a sharp intensity she rarely showed.

She was tired, bored and constantly on edge, fearing that at any moment someone would find out about their presence here.

That, at the drop of a hat, she would be powerless to stop the greatest tragedy of her time play out before her eyes.

Neuvillette would have scolded her for being so petulant, especially around the Divine One, if he were here.

But he wasn't.

He was out running her nation, instead.

And what was she doing? Nothing!

She grit her teeth, nails digging harshly into the palm of her hands as she took a deep breath – now was not the time to think about that. She had..much more pressing matters. Sulking and letting her thoughts spiral helped no one, least of all herself.

Yet her attention was caught by a harsh inhale, the rustle of fabric – were they finally waking up? She was exhausted, but it all vanished at the sudden drop of life within the otherwise deathly still body of the Divine.

Her eyes followed the subtle twitch of their fingers, watching as their brow furrowed and their features twisted in something almost like..pain.

..She wasn't ready.

What was she supposed to say?

Should she even say anything? Would that be considered impolite? Does she wait for them to speak first? Should she kneel? Bow?

She doesn't get much time to find her own answer before their lashes flutter, chest heaving with every strangled breath. Every single thought vanishes from her mind the moment she meets their eyes.

For a long, silent moment she thinks that her heart must have stopped.

Their eyes glow like the cresting of the sun over the horizon, painting the world in hues of gold – yet it also reminded her of the dipping of the moon below the waves, casting the briefest, most gentle of lights upon the world engulfed in darkness. In the depths of their eyes was the birth and death of stars in the infinite cosmos – glittering stars in a sea of empty, blank space that left her feeling lightheaded and breathless.

Beneath the splendor is a spark of recognition in their eyes so vibrant it was like a shooting star piercing through the dark night sky, leaving nothing but the wonder in the eyes of the observer as the only proof it ever existed – brilliant in it's beauty, however brief.

It is the most beautiful thing she has ever seen.

"Focalors?"

The lilt of their voice nearly made her knees buckle beneath her – euphoria so consuming it left her feeling she was starving swallowed her whole, her mind blanking in a moment of utter bliss. It was..an indescribable feeling that she doubted she could ever hope to put into words – not in a way that could properly express it, try as she might.

She swallowed the words that threatened to spill from her lips – she couldn't make a fool of herself. Not in front of them of all people. She'd never forgive herself.

"Divine One," She rasps, clearing her throat and covering her mouth with a hand to mask both her nervousness and the small smile that creeps across her face. She quickly regains her composure, hand resting on her hip as she puffs out her chest with every bit of pride she can manage. "I am sure you must be confused, but worry not– your most loyal acolyte has seen the truth!"

The silence is deafening.

She opens one eye, peaking at the bewildered and almost distraught expression of the Divine.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

That..she was not prepared for. Surely they knew who they were! Surely they knew. They had to– she's been praying to them for as long as she's breathed, she's dedicated every hour of her life to living up to their ideals, they can't just–!

"Lady Furina?"

Neuvillette, thankfully, spares her the embarrassment of having a meltdown in front of the Divine, the gentle rap of his knuckles against the door making her and the Divine pause, the soft lull of his voice soothing her nerves and yet setting her on edge at the same time.

"Neuvillette." She clears her throat again, her steps hurried as she marches to the door and pries it open none too gently, a forced smile pulling at her lips. She wastes no time tugging the man into the room, shutting the door behind him with a short huff. The silence is, somehow, even worse then before as the three of them stare at each other in absolute exasperation.

Neuvillette, for his part, manages to get his act together with a sharp clearing of his throat, bowing so low even she looks unnerved. She steals a brief glance at the Divine, and she's taken aback by the uncomfortability twisting their features into a grimace.

Their expression is schooled back into one of empty apathy when he stands back to his full height, but she saw it – she knows she did! Did they not like their worship? Were they not respectful enough? For a moment, she feared the Divine would smite Neuvillette down on the spot..but they just stared at him like he was a ghost.

"Why aren't you killing me?"

The defeated, resigned tone combined with the way their voice cracks makes her heart ache in her chest – it feels as though her entire world is crumbling down at her feet, and she cannot explain why she feels such emotions so strongly, but it is suffocating. It is almost as if Teyvat itself is weeping, bearing down upon her shoulders like a heavy weight.

She feels the urge to weep herself, but she powers through, gritting her teeth long enough for Neuvillette to take his place at the side of her – though it feels more like their – bed, kneeling like he was going to pray.

"Divine One," He offers a hand with a quiet rumble of his voice, the words slipping off his tongue like honey. It's like trying to soothe a stray cat..though she'd never voice such comparisons of the most Divine out loud. "I..we mean you no harm. I swear on my authority as the Iudex of Fontaine and Chief Justice that you are safe with us."

The skepticism she expected, but the reverence in which Neuvillette must convince them – or perhaps they are simply so tired that they simply did not care any longer if it was all some ploy to drive a knife between their ribs. She didn't expect them to actually place their hand in Neuvillette's.

He didn't either, judging by the way he visibly brightened – not that they'd notice, but she did.

..Not that she could really blame him, her heels clicking against the floorboards as she shifted her weight to the other foot with a nervous energy that was practically bursting at the seams, more then a little jealous of the attention he was receiving. She was the one who found them, she was the one who stayed with them the entire time..but he gets all the attention?

How unfair.

"O-of course! We would never lay a hand on our creator," She adds, her voice a little higher pitched then she would have liked as she placed her hands on her hips, puffing out her chest and brushing off the sting of jealousy. "Least of all I– your most loyal, most devout acolyte!"

She felt baffled when she heard the sound of their laughter, her shoulders hunching and her cheeks flushing on mere instinct – she was expecting mockery, but the look in their eyes, still dulled by a pain she cannot even begin to imagine, made her hesitate.

..It was, perhaps, the most genuine thing she'd heard from them ever since before the hunt began.

She wasn't sure why her heart hurt at such an idea, but it was enthralling to see the beginnings of a half hearted smile on their lips.

For a moment, her mask of theatrics was forgotten as she stared at them in a mixture of awe and adoration– and though she didn't look at Neuvillette, she could imagine he must've shared such an expression.

Had she any doubts that they were her Creator, that they alone were the most Divine..they would wiped clean now. There was no mistaking the way the world itself seemed to grow clearer as they glanced up at her like she was worth something.

For a moment, she realized how cold the false Creators gaze had been now that she has felt warmth so gentle it almost made her knees buckle beneath her. It felt like a pale imitation, now.

Nothing could compare to the warmth that spread through her body at the mere semblance of a smile upon their lips. She didn't even mind if it was her they were laughing at anymore, she just wanted to hear them laugh again.

She'd make a fool of herself, if she had to.

She'd never felt so..ravenous for such a thing, but just the briefest glimpse was addictive.

She simply couldn't help herself from striding across the room and clasping their free hand in her own, her smile wide enough to unnerve as she leaned her weight onto the bed. For a moment, she considered pulling away at the way they startled, but her mind was made up by then – there was no going back.

"Again."

#sagau #genshin sagau #self aware genshin #genshin impact sagau #self aware genshin impact #fic tag #neuvillette #focalors #furina #dont ask what happened here idk #this was. also supposed 2 be neuvi focused and then i.#dont talk 2 me abt focalors i wont ever shut up #got a 300k word essay on hand abt how i feel abt her character/how i interpret her personality and her story #focalors jsut like me fr fr (cries at the slightest inconvenience or the slightest mean comment)#shes so pathetic girlfail im gonna chew on her #what happens when reader gets stuck with two emotionally repressed french bastards?? hell #neuvi is the “emotionless” flavor of emotionally repressed in that hes HORRIBLE at showing emotions at all #ask him to smile and its incredibly unnerving and theres too many teeth but hes trying his best please call him pretty or he will cry :(#furina is the flavor of emotionally repressed where she makes it up by having Too Many emotions #using theatrics and masks to show everyone what they want to see but inside this girl is a MESS #constant anxiety and panic 24/7 #will do random shit and look at you and if u dont compliment her she will think u hate her and cry #compliment her and she'll do even stupider shit to try and impress you more #i love my scrunkly little babies they r so stupid and mentally ill someone get these bitches some THERAPY #i want 2 put them under a microscope #watch this be ooc fr furina when more of her lore drops if shes not girlfail im leaving #anyway see u in a week im going on a trip ill get back 2 u in 6-7 business days

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