#hi3 fandom

because why is it that every single hsr discussion has to turn into:

“well in hi3—” “this is actually a reference to hi3—” “if you played hi3 you’d understand—” “hsr could never be as deep as hi3—”

my GOD. can we BREATHE?

i have loved luocha since the coffin reveal, but apparently if you don’t have a dissertation ready on otto apocalypse or void archives you’re “not a real fan” ??? i’m sorry??? i need to pass a prerequisite course to enjoy a blond man with a coffin???

the amount of “um actually he’s just otto expy number 472” or “if you don’t understand void archives you don’t understand him” was INSANE. it sucked the fun out of the character so fast. like damn i was just enjoying my morally questionable merchant.

and the irony is before hsr i was neutral about hi3. mildly curious, even. after hsr? the constant comparisons, the superiority complex, the refusal to let hsr stand alone??? it made me actively NOT want to play it. congratulations.

and here’s the worst part. i’ve seen su.

and oh my god. why does he look like THAT. why does he have the ethereal sage aesthetic. why is he green. why is he gorgeous. i’ve also seen a few other hi3 characters that genuinely look interesting. the designs are good. i’m not blind.

but now every time i consider trying hi3 my brain goes:

“remember the luocha discourse.” “remember being told you’re not a real fan.” “remember the ‘you just don’t get it’ essays.”

and suddenly i’m fueled entirely by petty resistance.

do i want to experience the lore for myself? maybe. do i want to enjoy the characters without someone breathing down my neck about how it’s all derivative? yes. am i stubborn enough to avoid it out of principle? unfortunately. also yes.

it’s hard out here being a petty person.

anyway. if you’re a hi3 fan who can talk about your game without turning every hsr post into comparative literature class, you’re fine. you’re lovely. you’re not the problem.

but the “won’t let the game die, won’t let other people enjoy things, won’t shut up about otto” crowd, you have successfully delayed my hi3 arc by at least six months.

Fandom: Honkai Impact 3rd

Characters: Sierra Valente, Liza Kilman, Aeliana Lehner

Type: OC FOCUSED AU

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟

Liza Kilman was awake in her bed reading a magazine about something she didn’t care about. Her strawberry blonde hair fell in front of her face, as her eyes skimmed through the pages of said magazine. It was the middle of the night, about four weeks since the girls started going to St Freya Academy despite not being “officially enrolled” which was such bs.

Liza was strong, she was smart, they all were smart and strong, they passed the entrance exams with flying colors. But since the big guy who owns the company that funds and founded the school thinks that they aren’t ready for field missions regardless, they have to do something extra training, awesome.

Liza kept flipping through the pages of the magazine, not interested in what was on the pages when there was a noise, from the main area, probably Sierra sleep walking again. She sighed as she threw the magazine over her shoulder and walked out of her bedroom to the main living room and kitchen area of their dorm.

She was right about one thing, it was Sierra but she wasn’t sleep walking, she was awake and in the kitchen, picking up some objects that fell on the floor. The slightly taller girl shook her head.

“What’re doing up, space cadet?” Liza’s face was scrunched up in a way that she looked both annoyed and tired but not surprised, her voice showed tiredness as well.

Sierra didn’t turn around to look at her, it was obvious she heard Liza, but wasn’t paying attention, more focused on picking everything off the floor and reorganizing it to make it look like she wasn’t there, “Si, what are you doing? It’s like.. three in the morning?” Liza walked into the kitchen and leaned against the kitchen doorway.

Sierra glanced at her that time, and mumbled, “..late night snack.” Liza watched the coily haired girl put everything back in its place, rearranging their place in a way where it looked so odd to Liza.

Liza snorted, “that’s it? Why are you making so much noise in here?” She was now leaning forward on the counter, giving her friend the look.

“Um..” Sierra started to say before another door from the hallway opened and footsteps were coming in their direction.

“Girls, what’s going on?” Aeliana stepped forward to the kitchen, a hand running over her blonde-auburn hair, looking more tired but still perfect.

“She,” Liza gestured to Sierra, “was looking for a late night snack and made a mess.” She said with playfulness and sarcasm, though she was concerned.

Sierra made a noise, some kind of whimpering noise, hearing her friends talk about her and struggling with rearranging everything in the kitchen, which went from the small objects she knocked over on accident to rearranging many small things that she felt was “off”.

Aeliana glanced at the shorter girl, then walked over to her, “what are you looking for?” She asked calmly and focused.

“Mmm..” the dark brown/black haired girl did not answer, her lips tightened into a thin line, her hands moving faster, shaking.

Aeliana walked past Liza to Sierra, and put her hand on top of her’s, “if you’re looking for something to eat, how about I make you something?”

Sierra quickly nodded her head, still moving around the objects before Liza came up and tried to stop her, “slow down, it’s not like they’re going to come to life and hurt you!” She smiled at Sierra, who seemed a bit peeved by her friend’s joke but nodded her head and reorganized everything again before stopping.

“What do you want to eat Sierra?” Aeliana asked, pulling up a recipe book on the counter tablet.

Sierra didn’t answer immediately but when she did she spoke with a softness in her voice and with confidence, “grilled cheese!”

And Aeliana honored that request, cooking grilled cheeses for the three of them as a late night snack.