#godspeared

[anemonti-arch]

@godspeared​ ↠ *picks up to steal a kiss* / they are feeling soft ok sdkbjfdj

      Standing in the city’s square, he was thinking of where he should spend his afternoon. With it being Springtime, more people were out to enjoy the blossoming season. Perhaps he should play for most of the afternoon before resting in Windrise. After all, a day of performing should be rewarded for a simple bard as himself. 

     Though, while he was lost in thought, from the corner of his eye, he came to notice that someone was approaching him. Realizing just exactly who it was, he greeted the consultant with a smile, but was expecting some sort of lecture or something of the like from the other. However, when gentle hands were placed on his abdomen, admittedly, the bard was caught off-guard.

     And yet in the brightest time of day, in the square of all places, did the consultant feel as though to lift Venti for a much needed sweet and tender kiss. Maybe the other has gotten better over the years, or maybe he was quite literally lifted into the air, but the being of anemo felt lighter than ever at the act, leaning in to intoxicating kiss. That is, until said moment passes once they part, and the cruel realization of the time and place and how utterly embarrassing this whole act quite is for him. Here he is: Mondstadt’s favorite bard, being so easily swooned by his husband. 

     Cheeks flushed brightly as the embarrassment set in, not helping that he was still held up a bit off the ground for any passing civilian to bare witness. To emphasis the embarrassment, cheeks puffed out more in annoyance than anger, forming a pout on the a god’s lips.

             ❛ Zhongli!! ❜

[evenglow]

@godspeared​  :   “  when you look at me,  i feel seen.  i feel like you see past everything i’ve always surrounded myself with to try and protect my heart.  no one has ever looked that deeply at me.  ”

      𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐢𝐥  𝐨𝐟  𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬  𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠  into  the  marrow  of  her  bones  ,  she  has  not  lost  sight  of  who  she  was  .  zhongli  sat  on  a chair  in  front  of  her  ,  &  her  hands  were  preoccupied  running  a  cool  ,  obsidian  comb  through  their  hair  .  a  present  she  once  procured  from  a  traveling  merchant  from  sumeru  ,  given  to  the  ex - archon  years  ago  .  (  it  warms  her  soul  :  knowing  they  kept  it  all  this  time  ,  but  she  would  not  hold  a  grudge  if  it  was  lost  .  )  she  takes  her  time  undoing  a  knot  ——  switching  out  comb  for  brush  ,  &  zhongli’s  choice  of  words  catches  her  by  surprise  ——  making  her  pause  .

she  spent  her  early  days  as  a  mediator  ,  settling  disputes  between  two  or  more  opposing  parties  ,  &  listening  /  observation  skills  were  a  necessity  to  be  an  effective  one  .  her  words  having  calmed  morax  (  zhongli  )  down  more  than  once  :  an  iron  will  in  defiance  of  an  unstoppable  force  .  bonds  form  ,  break  ,  &  reforge  over  the  years  ,  &  in  her  time  as  a  member  of  the  assembly  did  she  come  to  learn  morax  on  such  a  level  profound  that  currently  she  was  one  of  the  few  who  was  old  enough  to  know  ——  to  remember  .

it  takes  her  a  long  moment  in  her  styling  zhongli’s  hair  until  she  responds  .

      “   i  have  always  had  a  keen  eye  for  the  finer  details  in  life  ,   “      she  says  ——  words  as  delicate  as  her  fingers  .      “   i  notice  what  normal  folk  are  blind  to  see  and  will  never  know  .     “      once  she  was  finished  with  the  adeptus’s  hair  ,  she  takes  a  step  back  &  examines  them  in  the  full - body  length  mirror  before  them  both  .  once  again  ,  her  work  was  impeccable  .

“   you  know  me  ,  more  than  anyone  alive  .   “      a  tender  ,  light  touch  :  fingers  gliding  over  the  curve  of  their  cheek  .      “   it  is  only  natural  to  feel  as  vulnerable  as  you  just  described  before  me  ,  but  it  does  not  always  hurt  .  it  can  be  intimate  ——  affectionate  ,  and  as  soft  as  me  .   “      wēnróu  pulls  up  a  chair  &  sits  besides  zhongli  ,  resting  her  head  on  their  shoulder  .

        “   if  it  hurts  ,  you  can  tell  me  .  i  can  take  the  pain  away  .   “

[evenglow]

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𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏.    childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship (  archon  war  )  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other .

𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.    childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood longtime crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood longtime crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other .

𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐋.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other .

𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂.    dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  (  at  the  beginning  )  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  (  at  the  beginning  )  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other .

[heldaloft]

@godspeared​​  :  ❛   company .   silently  sit  with  my  muse  to  comfort  them.       ↳  loud  &  deafening  silence  /  accepting  .

      𝚂𝙻𝚄𝙼𝙿𝙴𝙳  '𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽𝚂𝚃  𝙰  𝚃𝚁𝙴𝙴  ,      the  yaksha  endeavors  to  keep  eyes  open  .  rest  does  not  come  easy  for  them  —  nor  their  brethren  ,  &  each  time  dreams  flood  their  vision  are  they  morphed  into  baleful  images  of  those  they  slew  in  eons  past  .  although  bosacius  wishes  to  join  those  outside  these  walls  —  meander  among  the  folk  of  liyue  &  explore  a  city  that  has  changed  in  millennia  ,  they  were  not  in  the  right  frame  of  mind  to  do  so  .  black  hair  hung  over  their  shoulders  like  a  shawl  —  a  black  ,  starless  sea  one  could  almost  drown  in  .  [  a  flash  before  their  eyes  :  yet  another  one  forever  lost  to  the  world  .  the  pyro  yaksha  succumbing  to  madness  .  they  look  at  xiao  ,  expression  unreadable  ,  but  emotions  rolling  down  them  both  in  waves  .  it  was  just  the  both  of  them  .  alone  ,  anxious  ...  i  will  never  leave  ,  bosacius  said  .  oh  ,  look  at  how  you  broke  that  promise  ,  betrayed  comrades  —  ]

sound  of  steps  draws  qiáng  out  of  their  stupor  ,  &  only  when  their  owner  sits  besides  them  do  they  turn  head  slightly  to  register  who  it  was  .  mor  —  zhongli  ,  they  now  go  by  .  must  have  spotted  them  in  their  solitude  &  thought  they  needed  the  company  .  the  yaksha  does  not  deny  it  ,  &  without  thinking  they  feel  themselves  resting  their  head  atop  of  the  former  archon’s  .  

                          tired  .  exhausted  .  when  will  it  end  ...  ?

      nothing  comes  out  of  their  mouth  .  no  words  ,  exclamations  ,  protest  nor  noises  .  bosacius  desperately  needed  this  &  as  they  gave  up  to  let  their  eyes  close  ,  the  rumblings  of  their  inner  turmoil  cease  if  for  a  brief  time  .

[heldaloft]

@godspeared​  :   ❛   why  don’t  you  ever  stay  ?   ❜

                                               ❝   i  —  ...   ❞

      𝙰  𝙻𝚄𝙼𝙿  𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙼𝚂  𝙸𝙽  𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁  𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝙰𝚃  :      the  accumulation  of  thousands  of  years  of  anguish  &  self  -  punishment  [  sorrow  /  grief  ]  simply  waiting  to  be  formed  into  words  .  caught  unaware  +  off  -  guard  ,  &  in  the  back  of  their  mind  the  first  thought  was  to  concoct  some  excuse  to  leave  .  yet  a  part  of  them  knew  it  would  be  in  vain  —  this  confrontation  would  become  never  -  ending  if  they  chose  avoidance  .  however  ,  it  was  all  they  ever  knew  :  they  ,  who  left  liyue  behind  .  they  ,  who  left  xiao  alone  .  cumbersome  did  the  weight  of  duty  grow  upon  their  shoulders  ,  &  how  much  pain  they  bottled  up  neatly  packaged  to  be  shipped  off  but  forever  close  to  their  soul  .  fingers  curl  around  the  cup  of   tea  in  their  right  hand  &  [  warm  —  welcoming  .  it  made  them  reflect  on  halcyon  memories  when  all  their  comrades  found  a  moment  of  repose  from  constant  infighting  ]  they  drink  .  a  tiny  amount  :  regardless of  their  emotions  in  this  moment  ,  they  were  not  without  manners  .  when  will  they  realize  that  they  need  not  do  this  anymore  ?  especially  towards  one  who  they  still  show  undying  loyalty  ?

❝   ...  have  seen  that  even  though  liyue  has  no  need  of  us  —   ❞   gods  &  otherworldly  creatures   ❝   —  anymore  ,  there  are  others  that  do  .  sumeru  ,  natlan  ,  fontaine  ...  i  visit  every  nation  i  can  ,  to  lend  a  hand  to  those  who  have  cried  out  for  help  &  receive  silence  as  their  answer  .   ❞

amber  -  orange  eye  lifts  from  their  drink  to  finally  meet  zhongli’s  gaze  .

      ❝   do  you  ...  wish  for  me  to  stay  ,  even  if  for  a  little  longer  ?   ❞

[lightfaithed]

@godspeared​

In a display of respect, the heavy brown overcoat was dropped to the floor. The lightsaber was set aside and all Obi-Wan had left were his hands and feet. “Would you do me the honour of sparring with me?”

[pyronados]

it’s  hardly  soft  -  the  exclamation  that  is.  the  clamor  of  pots  and  dishes  that  follow  forth.  excitement  brews  forth  better  than  a  bubbling  pot  of  stew  and  sauce.  her  shoulders  shimmy  in  rythm  with  the  bounding  plate,  careful  to  not  spill  a  drop  for  their  resident  special  guest.  everyone  knew  him  in  liyue  -  whether  or  not  he  associated  with  that  one  funeral  direction  (  fun,  but  kinda  weird  !    )  and  guoba  seemed  to  like  him,  so  that’s  always  a  plus.  

❛      one  jueyun  pepper  special  stew,  mr.  zhongli    !      ❜      no  matter  how  many  times  they’ve  met  with  the  traveler  in  tow,  she  can’t  forsake  customer  service.    she  presents  with  a  neat  hand  and  even  neater  smile  as  if  their  earlier  bout  with  treasure  hoarders  had  been  forgotten  and  forsaken.    the  edges  of  her  lips  brim  with  a  smile,  nose  crinkling,    ❛    —  careful  not  to  burn  your  tongue,  it’s  hot  .    i  made  it  special  for  you.      ❜   // @godspeared

[nostrngs]

         glancing   along   the   warm   atmosphere   of   bishui   plain,   scaramouche   can   only   find   that   it   brought   irritation.   eyes   squint   at   the   sunlight   bounces   off   of   him,   leaving   a   stark   shadow   on   the   ground   below.   stepping   along   the   beach   with   his   arms   folded.   a   poor   choice,   to   be   certain.   given   that   the   fatui   were   currently   hunting   him   for   the   gnosis   he   had   settled   in   the   center   of   his   form,   and   he   didn’t   exactly   look   unassuming.   however,   he   was   sure   that   news   hadn’t   traveled   that   far   from   inazuma   yet.  

        he   almost   wanted   to   laugh,   how   simple   it   was   to   leave   when   the   humans   around   lamented   their   trappings.  

        the   feeling   of   the   gnosis   was   overwhelming,   coursing   through   each   of   his   limbs   like   his   nonexistent   blood   itself   was   electrified.   he   contemplates   for   a   moment,   if   he   would   have   felt   this   way   long   ago   had   he   had   been   chosen.   a   snort.   there   was   no   point   in   thinking   of   maybes   and   could   bes,   were   there   ?  

        however,   the   feeling   of   a   pair   of   eyes   watching   him   would   have   him   turn,   harsh   gaze   matching   with   another’s   just   barely   under   the   brim   of   his   hat.   a   grin   full   of   teeth,   ready   to   bite   out   spreading   outward.  

        ❝   ah,   a   pleasure.   what   did   i   do   to   earn   the   company   of   the   former   geo   archon   ?   ❞     /    @godspeared​