#lapiscor

[wolvenfang-a]

@lapiscor

Razor squinted at the tall man. Sniffed. Kept squinting. Nope, still completely unfamiliar... yet didn’t feel dangerous. Just odd. Kind of like Venti.

He just lifted his finger and pointed at the man. 

“You... weird. Not from here. Where?”

Someone should really teach him proper human manners.

[dawnsdarkside]

@lapiscor replied to your post “     re: that last picture, reminder that Diluc...”

someone holds out their hand to drop mora into his and gentleman reflex kicks in instead

dfshjkgfdsg well at least we know there’s little chance of that happening to certain people

[anemonti-arch]

@lapiscor​ replied: squishes him

    DO NO SQUISH

[soartelojadasartes]

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[tartabinger]

@lapiscor​ sent: "There has been quite the talk stirring Liyue's youth lately, and I've come to understand why. In accordance with this adopted tradition, will you be my valentine?" 

send my muse “will you be my valentine?” to see their reaction !

Zhongli has Childe’s attention from the moment they open their mouth; his ears perking up and gaze sliding over. He’s always attentive when Zhongli speaks, their words carrying wisdom or even a simple observation is always worth listening to. Although, this time they seem more preoccupied with a relatively new tradition among the youth. How odd, but still so like them.

A light pink hue blossoms across faintly freckled cheeks as they ask their question. It is certainly not something the Harbinger had expected to ever come from Zhongli’s mouth, but even so... as much as he wants to object, to deflect the question and restate he’s only there for work... the fluttering in his chest commands him to speak otherwise with a single, breathy word.

“Yes.”

[ofmanycrowns]

@lapiscor​ said: O: diluc !,  E: PSPSPS at baby teru, A: dimitri ??, U: haru

ODE.   Does your muse have a way with words?

Oh Diluc definitely does! He is very eloquent in his speech and he always finds the right things to say at any given moment. He’s usually not one for expressing himself often but when he does, he speaks with honesty straight from the heart. 

EMBRACE.   Does your muse like hugs? what are their hugs like?

Teru is someone who shows affection to very few people (he shows it alot to someone he’s close with in particular) so he enjoys hugs and doesn’t mind receiving them as well. He’s the type of person who gives openly friendly hugs with a nice pat on the back for good measure.

AFFECTION.   How does your muse show affection?

Dimitri is actually a very loving and affectionate person once you melt away the ice and become closer to him, and he will not falter in showing his gratitude to those he loves. He’s the type of person who wants to hold your hand, give you kisses every other time of the day, speak admiration and praise about the one he adores (and he'll never grow tired of doing so), and just showers you with everything you deserve. 

UNREQUITED.   Has your muse had their heart broken?

Haru has in fact had his heart broken a few times before, not that he’ll mention it at all due to his pride. He’s had plenty of bad luck with girls in his past, mainly due to the fact that they were always way out of his league (//coughs like Suzue, a queen). He’s the kind of guy who will immediately erase any memory of failure from his mind of the event so it doesn’t hurt him too much.

✉️ Valentines Alphabet | Accepting! 

[dawnsdarkside]

@lapiscor accepts a whittled token

      His sojourns in Liyue were always short for he could never will himself to stay way from home very long - least of all for personal ventures. A trait he appeared to share with a certain individual who lived here and who Diluc seemed to cross paths with whenever fate saw it remotely convenient. It was after enjoying a meal and a drink on their recommendation that the redhead wound up seizing a nice seat on the outskirts of the harbor, and found himself deftly cutting into a piece of soft wood. By the time dawn bathed Liyue in its soft light, it had (roughly) taken the shape of a glaze lily. It was left at the funeral parlor for the consultant mere minutes before Diluc departed for Mondstadt - albeit half-blackened, as though it had been briefly set on fire, but promptly put out before it could lose its sculpted shape.

[abysslarchiving]

@lapiscor​ replied:   these are rocks from the land in which rocks ended war ... fear the wrath of the rock.

kaeya held his finger up for a moment and refilled his drink. he’d need it if he was in for a spiel.