@kinklegenshin: We all these people playable in Snezhnaya #GenshinImpact #wuwa #sandrone #capitano

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𝙰𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚝_.𝚔𝚒𝚍⋆. 𐙚 ˚ :

capitano, Alice, Dottore and random ass

2026-06-03 03:22:53

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𝙔𝙪𝙪 𝖋𝖙 𝗠𝗞𝗗𝗡 :

2026-06-03 06:45:54

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☀️ :

They are all using WuWa's Resonance Liberations hahaha

2026-06-04 15:37:43

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николь и варка, параша 🚮🗑️ :

как же это красиво особенно дотторе и капитано 💪

2026-06-04 18:08:12

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Dumb? :

as long as their banner ain't back 2 back

2026-06-03 10:57:25

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cruz ferrer :

quien es ese?

2026-06-04 20:32:03

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Ana Contreras 9020 :

Capitano yes plz 🥰🥰🥰

2026-06-04 18:33:02

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数|Ｒ∃.AＰＥＲ® :

gosh, changli always gets me 😣🛐💓

2026-06-02 19:02:04

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time traveler :

my opinion Dottore will playable

2026-06-04 14:52:33

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ANTONIO_AYLLON :

Alice dijeron hasta después de shesnaya en fin 🤨

2026-06-04 16:59:12

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Đoàn :

Wuthering waves :))

2026-06-03 04:44:42

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ポケマス :

2026-06-03 09:43:58

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NataNegara :

harusnya gini sih tapi kan si paling impact susah bikin animasi ULTI atau skill yah mewah

2026-06-04 12:13:44

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little_cloudy :

why is ratatouille there?

2026-06-04 12:37:54

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Dine☆ :

let's all be dead and not tell alice

2026-06-03 05:28:12

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⫷𝓢𝓘𝓛𝓿𝓨𝓡𝓔⫸ :

Signora died tho

2026-06-02 20:15:22

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aurilesaleprunec6en50deseos :

dottore capitano y signora no serás jugables NUNCA

2026-06-02 21:23:43

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pov: you admire how ni-ki have come so far after your break up. he literally achieved his dreams and became successful in life. while you, you’re still stuck from the past. the past that you wished it never ended. because you can still clearly remember how everything used to be—how easy it was to be around him, how natural it felt to be loved by him. ni-ki loved you in a way that was steady and certain. he was attentive without being overwhelming, always noticing the smallest things about you. he knew when you were tired just by the way you walked, knew what to say when your day went wrong, and somehow always found a way to make things lighter. even on the busiest days back then, he would still make time, still show up, still choose you. and now, he still does. just… differently. because now, you work for him. the distance between you has changed in ways you never expected. he’s your boss, someone everyone looks up to, someone people are careful around. yet when it comes to you, he hasn’t changed at all. his tone softens, his attention lingers, his actions still carry that same quiet care that once meant everything to you. and that’s exactly what makes it hard. because no matter how much you try to keep things professional, to draw a clear line between what you had and what you are now, ni-ki doesn’t seem to believe in that line. he doesn’t push you, doesn’t force conversations, but he never stops caring either. and you hate it. not because it’s wrong—but because it makes you hope. you avoid him as much as you can. you keep your interactions short, your responses polite, your distance safe. but somehow, he always finds a way to slip through that space you’ve created. like that dinner. it was supposed to be simple—just a company dinner with a few employees after a long week. you sat quietly, listening more than talking, trying not to draw attention to yourself. until someone beside you placed a dish on your plate. “you should try this,” they said, smiling. “it’s really good.” you glanced down at it and immediately recognized the bright red color. spicy. you opened your mouth to politely refuse, but before you could even say a word— “she doesn’t eat that.” ni-ki’s voice cut in smoothly. the table went quiet for a second. you froze. he didn’t even look at you when he said it. he simply reached over, moved the plate away from you, and replaced it with something else like it was the most natural thing in the world. “try this instead,” he added calmly. everyone just nodded, brushing it off like it was nothing. but to you, it was everything because he remembered. even after all this time. you kept your eyes on your plate for the rest of the night, your chest feeling heavier than it should. and it didn’t stop there. days passed, and it kept happening in small, almost unnoticeable ways. a cup of coffee placed on your desk exactly how you liked it. reminders about your schedule before you even checked it. quiet adjustments to make your workload easier. things no boss should normally care about. things only he would. and no matter how much you tried to ignore it, it kept pulling you back. until one night, after another exhausting day, he insisted on driving you home. “it’s late,” he said simply when you refused. “i’ll take you.” you didn’t have the energy to argue so you agreed. the car ride was quiet at first. the kind of silence that wasn’t exactly comfortable but not completely unbearable either. ni-ki’s hands stayed steady on the wheel, but you could feel it—the tension, the unspoken words sitting between you. “you’ve been avoiding me.” his voice broke the silence. you didn’t look at him. “i’m not.” he let out a quiet breath, like he didn’t believe you but didn’t want to argue about it. “you don’t talk to me unless you have to,” he continued. “you don’t even look at me anymore.” your fingers curled slightly in your lap. “we’re at work. i’m just being professional.” (comsec++) #enhypen #ni_ki #nikienhypen #fyp #enhypenpov

pov: you admire how ni-ki have come so far after your break up. he literally achieved his dreams and became successful in life. while you, you’re still stuck from the past. the past that you wished it never ended. because you can still clearly remember how everything used to be—how easy it was to be around him, how natural it felt to be loved by him. ni-ki loved you in a way that was steady and certain. he was attentive without being overwhelming, always noticing the smallest things about you. he knew when you were tired just by the way you walked, knew what to say when your day went wrong, and somehow always found a way to make things lighter. even on the busiest days back then, he would still make time, still show up, still choose you. and now, he still does. just… differently. because now, you work for him. the distance between you has changed in ways you never expected. he’s your boss, someone everyone looks up to, someone people are careful around. yet when it comes to you, he hasn’t changed at all. his tone softens, his attention lingers, his actions still carry that same quiet care that once meant everything to you. and that’s exactly what makes it hard. because no matter how much you try to keep things professional, to draw a clear line between what you had and what you are now, ni-ki doesn’t seem to believe in that line. he doesn’t push you, doesn’t force conversations, but he never stops caring either. and you hate it. not because it’s wrong—but because it makes you hope. you avoid him as much as you can. you keep your interactions short, your responses polite, your distance safe. but somehow, he always finds a way to slip through that space you’ve created. like that dinner. it was supposed to be simple—just a company dinner with a few employees after a long week. you sat quietly, listening more than talking, trying not to draw attention to yourself. until someone beside you placed a dish on your plate. “you should try this,” they said, smiling. “it’s really good.” you glanced down at it and immediately recognized the bright red color. spicy. you opened your mouth to politely refuse, but before you could even say a word— “she doesn’t eat that.” ni-ki’s voice cut in smoothly. the table went quiet for a second. you froze. he didn’t even look at you when he said it. he simply reached over, moved the plate away from you, and replaced it with something else like it was the most natural thing in the world. “try this instead,” he added calmly. everyone just nodded, brushing it off like it was nothing. but to you, it was everything because he remembered. even after all this time. you kept your eyes on your plate for the rest of the night, your chest feeling heavier than it should. and it didn’t stop there. days passed, and it kept happening in small, almost unnoticeable ways. a cup of coffee placed on your desk exactly how you liked it. reminders about your schedule before you even checked it. quiet adjustments to make your workload easier. things no boss should normally care about. things only he would. and no matter how much you tried to ignore it, it kept pulling you back. until one night, after another exhausting day, he insisted on driving you home. “it’s late,” he said simply when you refused. “i’ll take you.” you didn’t have the energy to argue so you agreed. the car ride was quiet at first. the kind of silence that wasn’t exactly comfortable but not completely unbearable either. ni-ki’s hands stayed steady on the wheel, but you could feel it—the tension, the unspoken words sitting between you. “you’ve been avoiding me.” his voice broke the silence. you didn’t look at him. “i’m not.” he let out a quiet breath, like he didn’t believe you but didn’t want to argue about it. “you don’t talk to me unless you have to,” he continued. “you don’t even look at me anymore.” your fingers curled slightly in your lap. “we’re at work. i’m just being professional.” (comsec++) #enhypen #ni_ki #nikienhypen #fyp #enhypenpov

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