#drollic

[forbelobog]

he thought, with his military background, he'd have a better time at a strategy game, but...well. they didn't have chess back on jarilo-vi, only something vaguely similar with tiles and squares, he's only learned a few weeks ago and to his credit, he's holding up pretty well. still, gorou has more of his pieces, and gepard has been contemplating his next move for some time.

"sorry..." gepard relents, realizing he's taking far too long, "you'd think with how many battles i've been in, this would be easier." / @drolliic

[poswiecenia]

@drolliic - Maybe the placement of Bennett's lantern is a little on the nose what with Aether putting it smack dab in the middle of the plaza near the fountain, but he's not taking any chances of it either being picked up by the wrong person or, worse, vandalized. So he left it floating gently there with its contents; an intricate pocket watch containing a splatter of different colours and a careful selection of folded photographs of their adventures. Wherever their feet may take them next, may it be a memory they'll both treasure dearly. \ once upon a time in lantern rite

( 🩹 )    THE YOUNG ADVENTURER had finally been freed from the rather haphazard day of his : most of it ( thankfully ) spent with fischl , klee , mona and razor celebrating the coming of a new year. it was fun , that the pyro allogene couldn't deny however the uncomfortable time came wherein he purposefully put himself and the lanterns far away from one another , worried that his bad luck would spoil all the fun. as usual his smile never wavered even though the loneliness dug deep within his gut.

COMING BACK TO the city proper he was pleasantly surprised by the lantern nearby the fountain , curiously ( and with caution ) going over to it and carefully opening it to see its contents. eyes widen as a lopsided grin formed on the young boy's lips , thankful for the lack of people within the plaza at the late hour as he held the mementos close. he'd keep these safe forever !     

[stellatenuem]

@drolliic replied to your post: “Someone's dozing...”

One ( 1 ) cat and one ( 1 ) hacker girl join him for his afternoon nap. Morgana curls up nearby while Futaba chooses to use Ren as a giant plushie to go to sleep with.

​Ren responds positively to the warmth and weight of someone close to them. His bodies unconscious instinct is to just curl up and take shelter in another person's arms.

Within minutes, they're clinging to their little sibling right back. One of her arms is now locked in the crook of Ren's elbow.

[katokosmos]

@drolliic wrote . . . "Maybe in another life, we can try and get us right." it's easier to say things under the cover of the night. Honestly, Akira is still surprised that Akechi agreed to spending the night over, making him scramble to get another blanket in preparation of sleeping on the old couch so the other can have the bed. Trying to sneak a peek at his temporary roommate is useless when he can't see anything without his glasses, but he tries regardless. He opens his mouth to say something else or maybe just laugh, humourless and in disbelief, but nothing comes out. They've both seen what another life could have looked like and refused to accept it. And yet, he can't help, but wonder if they could have had it if only things were different.

what am i even doing? a question that came through akechi's mind when he agreed to stay over, using the excuse that his apartment was too far away to travel to this late at night. he knew himself better than that though, and he was sure akira knew too. things had been weird between them ever since akechi had wandered back into the thief's life after so long, and he wasn't exactly sure how to mend it.

and so, for a moment, he lets akira's comment hang in the balance. wondering on what could have been, if they had met sooner. if akira was dumb enough to accept maruki's deal... and then he banishes the thought as soon as it arrives.

"there isn't another life." akechi remarks, his usual curt tone is absent, he hesitates to say the next part, but... things are easier to say under cover of night, "we could still try in this one."

it's not an ask for forgiveness or want for redemption. he knows that he doesn't deserve them anyway. it's... his acknowledgment of things he usually would leave unsaid. a hope that maybe he didn't wreck every opportunity he had in his anger.

[dikiyvter]

@drolliic said:

Aether hasn't seen Giacomo in quite a while so he's just going to drop his head on the other's shoulder with the first chance he gets. "Hmm, any new jokes you've come up with?" no, he's not getting up again.

GIACOMO IS MORE THAN HAPPY WITH THIS ARRANGEMENT. Leaning into the weight that falls against him, turning every so slightly so to better accommodate the head that comes to lay against his shoulder; the soft fur of his cowl tickling cheeks and forehead.

" You should let me braid your hair with flower sometime, Mister Traveler," Giacomo chirps, a bit less than on topic, punctuating the notion with a finger that comes to sooth a flyaway hair back behind Aether's ear.

" Hehe-- New jokes, you say? I always have new jokes! What do you think it is I am always writing in my little book of secrets? " Giggles intersperse a soft humming tune as Giacomo pauses to think for one moment and then another, and then finally-- " What do you call an alligator in a vest? ... an in-vest-igator!"

A brief pause.

" Yuhknow, I still don't know the difference between an alligator and a spinocrocodile... Would you help me to find a zoology book in the Mond library sometime, Mister?"

[dikiyvter]

UNPROMPTED. | @drolliic said:

Amvrosiy is too small to reach anywhere near their face ( maybe if she really stretched herself or jumped she would ) so, instead, she wraps her arms around Rigatello and presses her face against them.

She's so small, compared to him. It is what he is most aware of, when she's close like this. The fragility of that which is closest to him is something he has always forced himself to be conscious of. How easily skin would break underneath his claws, how the bones would snap if he were to grip too hard. Be careful; Be careful.

Rigatello wraps her arms around her like one might cradle glass; Fearful both of holding too tight and so too of letting go, hyper aware of where his claws lay as he hugs her, of how much pressure he applies.

" Is... everything alright...?"

[supportingfire]

[holds Thoma up by the armpits] have you ever seen sunshine given human form? Now you have! But in all seriousness, I love love love reading all the work and thoughts you've put into him, making him such a round character w/ both good and bad parts. He's so much more than what the game shows us and you've captured that perfectly!!

how's my portrayal?

AAHHH thank you! you've been with me for awhile, across two fandoms now, i always appreciate your opinions and input so this really means a lot! thank you thank you, thoma is indeed a sunshine man and he deserves more than the game gives him, i will continue to provide him with the exposure he deserves! THANK YOU AGAIN BB you're precious.

[pavocelus]

An Abyss Mage without its shield is a sign of how relaxed it is, usually. With no danger in the immediate vicinity, there's no reason to keep it up and have it sap its energy. Thus it's a testament to the fact that they don't see Kaeya as an enemy when a Cryo and a Hydro one approach, each with a small grass lamp in one hand and a box in the other. There's no letter to go with the gift, only a small piece of paper with a snowflake drawn on it. Inside each box is an assortment of candy -- one Mondstadtian and one Snezhnayan.

[ in which Amvrosiy found out it's Kaeya's b-day from the Abyss Mages and sent him a gift through them pffft ]

happy kaeya day ! 🎉

the prince regent was a different person around the mages, someone who happened to be both more serious and more carefree than his mondstadt persona. most of the abyss mages in mondstadt had either memory loss or committed themselves to a life of peacefulness. at the very least, it was a rare occurrence for one who frequented the city of freedom to be so hell bent on revenge ( most of those tended to simply remain near musk reef. ) here, the prince regent was regaled with flowercrowns, and silks of the celestial, holding the hands of his people when they floated up to meet him. he looked happy and content here, walking amidst the night time with his people, unburdened by the persona he put on for the people of mond.

the gifts were not necessarily a rare sight on a night such as this, kaeya welcomed both abyss mages with open arms, taking their flowers and weaving one into his crown of lampgrass, the other pinned to one of his lapels. he was charmed by the illustration. if one were looking from afar, they’d notice kaeya conjure ice in the same pattern as the one depicted, a happy trill of laughter released into the air before he carefully folded the paper and sorted through the candies. he knew not exactly which mage they’d come from, but he bent down amongst the other mages and shared the array of treats with them, saving five or so pieces for himself. he looked the most content he’d been in a long time.

@drolliic.