Daily Meme (and I’m Not Late):

Felt nice today so y’all get blessed with two in celebration of this being the second to last day until the best update hits

When my friend told me that Shinji and Kaworu were gay, I didn’t expect GAY. Like he showed up randomly and already confessed that he loves Shinji 10 minutes into the episode (his first appearance fyi).

WHERE DID HE COME FROM??? Reminds me of a certain someone who just happened to have also shown up from nowhere and steal the main character’s heart *cough cough Xbalanque*

Has anyone questioned Waxaklahun’s wings? They are basically absent in his model from 5.2 World quest, seemingly replaced by a secret source mechanism rather then them being feathery and well—wings— like in the mural of him.

I have a major theory about this but not enough to prove it to be correct. Hear me out, we all know that he is desperate and down right obsessed with evolution as he foresaw the down fall of dragons when the Vishaps stopped evolving—hence leading to the creation of Och-Kan— but what if its not just the future generations but older ones too… I present you with “Regressive Evolution”. Now before anyone reminds me that dragons can shift and change forms, it still does not make sense from him to have a mechanical version of wings (if they even are wings) when he has his own already.

I KNOW KUKULKAN LOVED OCH-KAN I JUST HC HE DIDN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH HIM AT FIRST

oh and Ixlel is definitely Xiuhcoatl’s favourite. Her city could rival the sacred city so there has to be some favouritism going on.

A little drabble in regard of Xiuhcoatl's creation/birth. Nothing lore-breaking or angsty (we have enough of that do we😁) First POV is from Xiuhcoatl. The second from Kukulkan.

__________________________________________

There was nothing but the ray of light and hues and colors fading in and out.

You don't have a name.

Yet.

You closed your eyes. They don't exist, yet. Darkness enclosing that nothingness, changing the blinding heat to bleak, but in essence nothing was transformed, not real.

You opened your eyes, now. And this time, they were very real. The thousands myriad of colors blurred, vision started to form in a true and right sight. Visible, something to be touched and could be said as real, not imaginary fatamorgana.

You did touch it, eventually. With your fingers, claws, talons. You have hands. Or something that could be classified as limbs.

It was heat unravelling, cooling. You have a form.

You are real.

And for the first time, cool night air touched your skin, your scales. Glimmering moonlight caressing your face. And the stars above hallowing your existence.

You were birthed from the flame itself.

Greetings, little one.

And someone welcomed the sunshine of their lifetime.

The King of Stars and Heaven themselves. Shadow upon claws. Moonlight personified.

Formidable Father spoke. What name shall I call you?

The sounds reverberating in your newly formed throat, gasping and crawling through your first inhalation and exhalation of breaths, air pulling and escaping your lungs said-

"...Huh?"

__________________________________________

Once, there was darkness.

And then, there was light.

Eyes opened, blinded.

Then slowly, the eyes flickered for a bit. Adapting to the light and the growing heat, replacing coldness.

And only by then, presence instead of loneliness.

But it had already been there just a little while ago. That presence approached. Arms, hands, one couldn't tell yet. But close was the presence, and when he touched one's form, patting the part one would later called 'cheeks', one could tell that he was the source of the heat and light.

And he was very warm. The first sunshine of your lifetime.

One would watch how his mouth move, the first attempt to draw out syllables, the first attempt to make a sound.

'Hello!' Eyes blinked once more. 'Hello,' he repeated, in the language that would later be classified as an infant's chatter, of how they communicate between each other. But in that moment, they understand each other well enough. 'My name is...'

It was silence. You two didn't realize it yet, but even he didn't forge his name yet. All things were nebulous and fragile at best, his name stuck in the moment of solidification and melting, again and again.

And yet, you imprinted that silence in your mind, the still unstable cast, where it could endure for eternity.

Why, it was the first name you've ever heard.

And it was also the first time you realized that there was a barrier between you and him. The thing that made you didn't melt into his touch The thing that made you hear his voice upon the air instead of hearing it inside your brain. The thing that you receive the warmth of his existence instead of radiating it by yourself.

Individuality.

Yet again, that form of nebulousness, perhaps, made him take a glimpse of your burgeoning thought. Unravel a crack inside the cave of your Id. And from that crack, came the first curve of the lips one would call in the tommorow; smile.

'I have an idea,' he said, now with a voice that was bubbling upon the fabric of reality.

"Your name shall be...'...Kukulkan!'"

You blinked once more. But it was not a form of adapting to the light, instead, you held the forms of his hands, pat it back, hoping that he also felt the warmth you started to radiate from himself.

And how your voice croaks, syllables bleedin to life and into existence, "...Kukulkan..."

That is your name.

The light of this universe beamed. He mouthed those syllables again and again and again, "Kukulkan! Kukulkan! Kukulkan!"

You know this not, but when the wind finally blew into this primal cradle of existence, it carried the syllables of your name first, not his.

And only then, that he drew the syllables of his own individuality. "My name's Xiuhcoatl! My name's Xiuhcoatl! I am Xiuhcoatl, and you are Kukulkan! Xiuhcoatl and Kukulkan!"

How warm was that day.

And you (know this too well. You know, too late. Too late to change anything. To fix everything-) not this also, but before this, he was cold. That he was merely ice and stone. But you came, and you were the first spark of joy of his universe.

Above and beyond, the White-Winged Dragon, Almighty Father of all, saw this proceeding with a heart burning with pride and wings that eclipsed the moon, as if feathers of a nest.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ajaw & Ixlel (Genshin Impact), Waxaklahun Ubah Kan & Ajaw, Waxaklahun Ubah Kan & Ixlel Characters: Ixlel (Genshin Impact), Ajaw (Genshin Impact), Waxaklahun Ubah Kan (Genshin Impact), The 13 Dragonlords (genshin), Xiuhcoatl (mentioned) Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Ajaw is implied to be the tenth dragonlord, Kukulkan-centric, Grief/Mourning, not stated out right but implied, Self-Doubt, Self-Reflection, Dysfunctional Family, like always, Pre-Canon, kinda... until the end, He just wants sleep Summary:

He just wanted some sleep; that was all he wanted. Kukulkan worked hard to keep his brother from literally bringing on the end of the world, coming up with every idea possible, so naturally, sleep was a treasure that he could rarely afford. The one time he could, he was woken by two smaller bodies pressed up against him, much to the silver prince's dismay.

The world just denied him any peace...

Random but Im in my Great Depression era on Genshin…

Good day to be a f2p right

I forgot to post yesterday but im alive chat, don’t worry ❤️

The multiple choice was…something but the Frqs were SO LIGHT??? Anyway if I pass or fail, that’s up to fate.

Guys imma need thoughts and prayers for me tomorrow, got a Ap Computer Science exam🥀💔 if I don’t pass it, I’m not getting that college credit and guys I do not want to take this class again in college…

I did a mock exam and then the next day asked my teacher how I did. I KID YALL NOT, He placed a hand on my shoulder and said, “Ink (obv he said my real name but y’all ain’t getting that out of me yet), you have never scored this low in your life..”

My live reaction:

KEEP IN MIND HE GAVE US A MASSIVE CURVE. My classmate got 25/50 correct and passed with 80, I got 70… chat I don’t even WANT to know how many I got correct.

Thought and prayers for me tonight 🙏 cause now I’m up against the big dog. (70 multiple choice questions… oh lord have mercy on me)

Memes are gonna be later tonight sorry guys 😭🙏

I know I said weekly memes but this one was too good to gatekeep. (Thanks for this accidental collab @kajenus)