#a-venti-sized-problem

[geo-archon]

@a-venti-sized-problem :  -boops the snoot-

He curls himself into the Anemo Archon’s lap and makes himself comfortable.

[yakshavigilante]

for @a-venti-sized-problem​

The rain started after his second kill. Drowned the lands of Liyue in its ferocity and swept over the battlefield without remorse. Scorned those that dared still remain present, even despite its plentiful rumbles of warning. 

If here a Yaksha turned away by that of rain, however, he would never be able to face Rex Lapis. Never honor Rex Lapis’s memory and all that he stood for. All that he wished to protect.

No, this rain was nothing. Just another factor added into the fight. Nothing but environmental white noise. Unimportant when his duty remained the same; take out the threat that dared bring harm to the people of Liyue. Put it down and...continue observing. Look for more dangers, more threats, and secure the safety that Rex Lapis held so dear to him. That was what he was here for. Why he still lived over those that perished so long ago.

The fight ended at his ninth kill and it was here that the young Yaksha departed from the scene. Sought out a new lookout. A new area to observe and sit idly within, while keeping his eyes trained on the roads and lands surrounding him.

Rain is nothing to one such as he and yet...he finds that on this particular night, it pricks at his skin like pin needles. Leaves him feeling uncomfortable with every drop to his skin. Every step forward, every slosh of mud, overloads his senses and pulls heavy breaths from him.

Again? 

Teeth grind together as pain burns at his limbs. Darkness flashes at the corners of his eyes and he stumbles where he stands; a hand lifting immediately to ball at the fabric of his chest. Opposite hand shooting forward to catch himself as he collapses onto hands and knees within the mud. Lungs beg for mercy; heaving with breaths that lay like lead in his chest. A storm of agony crashes into his quaking body and elicits a shout from him. 

He hears the screams and cries of centuries long past. Tastes the blood on his tongue. Smells it in the air. Thick. Suffocating. He can feel the weight of corpses on his back. The last shudder of breath pressed against his hands. 

“Enough!” He shouts violently; hand clawing desperately at the mud to regain some sort of stability.

He could not stay here, after all. Exposed and weak; ready to be taken by any unforeseen enemies. If he fell here, to the Karmic toxins created by his own sins, then what sort of Adepti would he be? What sort of protector could he call himself? Rex Lapis saved his life. Gave him purpose. Would he truly jeopardize such kindness like this?

Lifting his head and glaring through the rain that spilled from his face, he sets his sights on a wide, expansive tree. He could escape the rain. Ease some of the pain that befell him. Hide away from the world just long enough to recuperate and push forward.

Thus, with hand still clutching at chest and breaths still heavy in his lungs, the Adepti lifts himself from the ground and trudges forward. Feels the familiar shiver at his spine; face twisting with a horror that does not belong to him, but to his victims. To the gods that he’s killed. The enemies he’s faced. All for the sake of Liyue. For Rex Lapis.

Dropping to his knees the moment he’s reached the tree, Xiao feels the tears spill over. Feels the faint relief that comes from the escape of ferocious rain droplets, but feels no joy in this acknowledgement. Feels nothing but sorrow and anguish; all of it consuming him. Threatening to rip away his senses and claim him as yet another victim.

Moving to lay on his side, the young Yaksha curls in on himself; a vain effort made to ease the roaring darkness that grabs hold of him. Pushes sobs and shouts free from him as fingernails dig into his scalp. As his soul, tainted and broken, fights to maintain some semblance of clarity. Battles valiantly against that which threatens to drown him. Keeps him breathing. Keeps him sane amid the memories that always promise to be so horrific, so dark, that Xiao can hardly face them. Resorts to shutting his eyes and willing it all away. Falls to exhaustion and finds that, even then, even while sleeping, he cannot escape this curse. This vengeance wrought upon him by his victims. One that he would endure, as he always did. 

This was his burden to carry, and he would do so willingly - for Liyue.

[tartabinger]

@rebelliousties replied to this post.

become cryo 

...as did @a-venti-sized-problem.

duo with Kaeya and enjoy the forever frozen boost ^-~

Okay, I know I should respond to this in character BUT I was literally saying the other day that Cryo Delusion C.hilde would be terrifying because, as one of my fellow C.hildes pointed out a while back, he could flood a person’s insides with Hydro but also with a Cryo Delusion, he could then switch and freeze that Hydro inside them, effectively drowning and suffocating the person at the same time

HE IS SCARY

[mors-inventionis]

@a-venti-sized-problem found a problematic solution

“So I’ve heard,” the white-haired man that awaited the Bard when he turned around greeted him with a pleasant smile, and a fairly relaxed appearance, “I’m hoping that this will suffice?”

One hand gloved in black raised a recently procured bottle of wine, leading in to the dark nearly-Fatui attire the man wore. Of course, the Anemo Vision pinned over the left side of his chest, and lack of any sort of mask seemed to separate him from the usual indicators of the organization.

“Dandelion Wine, purchased straight from the Winery.”

[mcuntainbcrn]

@a-venti-sized-problem​ said: “Are you crying?”

She had remembered again...somehow sleep must have found her - it was the only explanation she had at the moment; the slimes had gone...their absence may have set those particular dominoes falling, not that she blamed them for an instant for not remaining stationary - especially if someone had encroached on their territory.

Consciousness hadn’t reached her entirely - she could still hear the screaming, the heavy stench of iron clinging to her nostrils and coating her tongue, a vice like tightness around her throat as she struggled to fill her lungs; golden eyes with their halved vision almost entirely blinded by tears that streamed ceaselessly down her face, staining already blemished fabric and hydrating the soil beneath her.

A voice, unfamiliar, not that any were in recent memory, but in that half woken delirium, it made her curl inwards on herself on reflex, not remembering that this wasn’t the cold, yielding sterile cell she had been sequestered to when not strapped to an operating table; soft soil and grass in place of liquid linoleum, faint perfumed fresh air instead of the recycled, stale atmosphere within the asylum.

What were they even saying?

Her throat was still too tight to respond, if she even would - it wasn’t as though she could hide the fact she was there presently, unfortunately, the sobs refused to stop wracking her body, and her vision was still too clouded to see anything through the veil of her own tears beyond shades of green.

[caelumsaltator]

Date? (Xiao)

Send me “Date?” and i'll answer... -- Accepting! -- @a-venti-sized-problem

Added mun note: /’s indicate that it’s possible.

Who asks for it:

[ x ] Your muse asks mine

[ ] My muse asks yours

Type of date:

[ x ] Platonic Date

[ ] Romantic Date

[ / ] First Date

[ ] Double date with: ____ & ____

Location for the date:

[ / ] Movies  

• [ ] Romantic Comedy 

• [ ] Adventure Movie   

• [ ] Animation (Pixar/Disney)  

• [ x ] Horror  

• [ ] Drama  

• [ ] Buddy Movie  

• [  ] ___ (other options) 

[ / ] Restaurant  

• [ ] Expensive/High Class  

• [ x ] Small and familiar  

• [ ] Fast Food

[ x ] Nature 

 • [ ] Beach 

 • [ ] Park 

 • [ x ] Forest     

• [ ] …and having a picnic

[ ] Visiting a Museum

[ ] Visiting an amusement park

[ ] Visiting a haunted location

[ x ] Staying at home 

 • [ x ] Watching movies 

 • [ ] Playing Video Games 

 • [ x ] Reading

[ ] ___ (other options)

The date might hopefully end with…

[ ] …holding hands

[ ] …a kiss

[ ] …in bed

[ x ] …knowing each other better

[ / ] …sleepover between friends

[ ] …a marriage proposal

[ ] ___ (other options) 

Should you reblog this?:

[ ] Yes. I want to send you one.

[ x ] Yes.

[ ] No.

[funeralprankster]

@a-venti-sized-problem

First of all, how dare- (💚)

Venti and Sucrose share the exact same kit why should I even pull for him UWU

[geo-archon]

I would just like to take this time to make a special post! Today is a very special day, after all, and one that is more than worth celebrating. Happy Birthday to my lovely significant other, and my saltier half, @a-venti-sized-problem​ !!  Everything in my life changed, for the better, since having you in my life and words simply cannot express just how much more human and alive I feel since then. Our paths crossed by fate alone, and I find it no coincidence that we clicked so wonderfully on that day. You have, and always will be, a very, very special person to me who fills my heart daily with as much love and adoration as it can hold. Perhaps even more; the extra flowing within my veins in every day-to-day activity that I take part in. You are with me, at any time of day, and on any day of the week. Always. My love for you knows no bounds and I hope that on this special day, you can keep that close to your heart as you celebrate and rejoice in making it another year. I am forever grateful to be here, today, to join you on such a special occasion, and be granted the honor and privilege of saying: Happy Birthday, My Love!!