#iteraether

[skycovet-a]

@iteraether​  //  starter call. 

          adeus   quietly   climbed   up   one   of   the   destroyed   towers   of   old   monstadt.   having   woken   up   a   few   days   ago   from   …   death   ?   he   had   been   trying   to   get   his   bearings   back   before   adventuring   out,   finding   what   materials   and   goods   he   could   in   the   wrecked   ruins.   he   readjusts   to   sitting   atop   the   main   building,   the   one   he   remembered   watching   amos   strike   the   god   down   at.   the   last   visage   he   saw   before   sharp   pain   bloomed   from   his   chest. 

          eyes   flicker   toward   the   sky,   and   he   grins.   the   sky   is   bright,   blue.   not   a   single   instance   of   storm   surrounding.   he   wonders   if   it’s   even   brighter   further   out.   maybe   he   should   head   out   tomorrow   …   he   had   already   combed   through   most   of   everything   and   only   found   a   few   remnants   of   usable   things.  

          however,   a   change   in   color   attracts   his   attention.   yellow.  

          adeus   glances   down,   head   lulling   to   the   side.   this   is   actually   the   first   person   who   had   tracked   into   the   ruin   since   he   woke.   curiosity   creeps   upward   and   he   stands,   gripping   the   spindle   to   keep   him   steady.

[songzhong]

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[osmanthusmemories]

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@iteraether​

He wondered if he had made a mistake by putting himself in front of Aether and receiving the damage from the huge Primo Geovishap instead of him. He wasn’t used to getting actual damage, as his shields and petrifying powers usually meant that he wouldn’t even get a scratch at all. However, this time it had been slightly different. After seeing Aether in danger, he couldn’t let that happen, running to push him away so he could take the blow. 

He gasped in pain and felt some blood drip from a wound next to his right eye. Still, his first instinct was to run towards Aether to check how he was, almost ignoring that the Geovishap hadn’t been defeated yet.

“Are you alright? Did you get hurt?” 

[tiandong]

some days were more trying than others, but aether had long found a way of concealing heavy weights on his mind well enough to fool even his sister, at times. that evening, he had invited zhongli for a meal, and indulged in some wine to ease himself, and while he sat and spoke with the usual easy-going demeanour, it wasn't until he finished his glass that he finally heaves a soft sigh of comfort. he reached for the other's hand carefully, ready to stop himself should he oppose, and attempted to place a kiss to the back of it, despite the glove, ere briefly touching it to his forehead. ❝ thank you for keeping me company, ❞ he chimed softly. ❝ my mood's not been the best, today. ❞

@iteraether

Zhongli was never one to turn down an invitation for a meal, particularly not when it was someone he considered to be a dear friend who was doing the inviting. Becoming accustomed to the slower pace of mortal life was still a work in progress, but he found that the presence of companions continued to make transitions easier and made time pass more pleasantly. Regardless of whatever reasoning Aether had for the invitation, sharing time together was a blessing in and of itself.

The presence of wine at the table was the first clue, the sigh slipping from the other when the glass was empty another; Zhongli offered no resistance when Aether reached for his hand across the table, patient as palms touched and the other brought the back of a gloved hand close to his face. Brows arched slightly when Aether seemingly went to drop a kiss to the surface, doing nothing to stop the action. Surprise softened with those quiet words from the traveler, Zhongli reaching across the table with his other hand to have Aether raise his head back up again.

"The pleasure is all mine, my dear friend. It is an honor that you have come to me despite your mood." Glancing over to his hand still in Aether's grasp, he gestured for the other to bring his other over before taking both of the traveler's hands in his own. A heavy burden was one on this person's back, one that would weigh on even the most steadfast of minds and Zhongli was afraid that the burden might grow even heavier with every new truth that Aether discovered about the world. At the same time, there was faith that if anyone could handle it, it would be him.

"The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of the plum blossom comes from the bitter cold -- hardships will make a person stronger." Bringing Aether's hands up to his own face now, he pressed a light kiss to the other's palms in turn. "However, if there is anything I can do to ease these hardships for you, please let me know. You will have my ear always."

[solidifaith]

@iteraether asked. belladonna! ❥     𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒    [   𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂    ]   .

belladonna :   how does your muse respond to silence ?   do they take comfort in soundlessness ,   or seek to fill the void with noise ?   

✦ — Zhongli is a listener. As such, he finds ( and embraces ) a certain kind of comfort in noise.

From the sound of a rare melody, gentle enough to help a remaining Glaze Lily bloom strong and beautiful, to the sound of birds chirping above his head with little to no purpose rather than cheerfully inviting him to avert his honey-amber gaze from the ground, ever since he has started to watch them as a hobby.

The ever-changing sound of commerce of Liyue Harbor, along with the voice of his people, just as welcomed. Even when they can only sound less and less to the way he remembers. Or especially, when that is the case.

Noise is information, old and new. And Zhongli is always willing to take it in. Noise is alive. And the former archon will always have time and a room for it.

He may be the first person to state that silence doesn't bother him in the least, but he'll also be the first to break it if need be. Eager to talk and share, encourage and listen. Absorb and learn. The most effective way to do it, in his humble opinion, is through noise.

[vzorexa]

♟ 。cont. ( @iteraether​ )

EXHAUSTION was a dear friend, by then. sleepless nights were not too rare, but he often found that slumber caught up with him once he had exerted himself sufficiently. alas, he remained glad that he was often lacking DREAMS. that early morning, he had found himself at the end of a long, long day, and a longer night, wandering here and there and avoiding rest. it showed in puffy under-eyes, and droopy lids. ❝ not for much longer, i suspect, ❝ he mused, as the other addressed the elephant in the room. ❝ you know how it is, sometimes, hah. ❝ 

   TOUCHED WITH CONCERN, still, the cavalry captain hummed in regard. ❛ Maybe. ❜ He replied judiciously. It had been a time since he had allowed festering thoughts to surface beyond his calm collectedness, but Kaeya wasn’t a stranger to its spiralling inclines and declines.

   ❛ But that won’t do, you’d need your strength for your journeys don’t you? I’m sure I could arrange a room if you need a wink or two. ❜

[grislyintentions]

❛ xiao ! i brought some snacks from fontaine with me— i know they're not almond tofu, but do you want to give them a go, anyway ? they're called macarons ! ❜ //i choose- xiao! hahah

"You need not go through the trouble of bringing something back; us Adepti do not require sustenance in the same manner or frequency as mortals do." Despite his statement, the Yaksha did not seem too opposed to taking a seat near the Traveler as he peers at the round...pastries? "I do not venture out of my way to sample dishes. But if it's you asking...I am willing to make an exception."

@iteraether

[burncdheart]

❛ hey ! did you see a group of treasure hoards come through here ? i've been chasing those guys for way too long by now. ❜

@iteraether Random ask - always accepted

She’d been minding her own business the whole time. A campfire was in front of Taru, just freshly lit despite the sun still hanging high and a fish, penetrated by a stick, next to the hot flames. Azure eyes that held no particular emotion wandered to the blonde male who had came closer and her gaze scanned him from head to toe. There was something familiar about this person, but her memories did not give away from where it might could be.

“Treasure hoarders?”, she asked slowly, acting as if she was deep in thoughts afterwards. Though, she could remember very well that she did indeed not see anyone. She was just unsure, if she were to pretend if she did. However, she decided against it after a while, “Are you sure they ran this way? I didn’t see anyone suspicious so far. Not until now.”.