#screeching !!

[itcher]

every listen i lose it a little more

I RAN MY FINGERS THROUGH YOUR HAIR !! AND I THANKED GOD TO TOUCH THE FLAME !!

[mercyburned-aa]

@maquiscursed: ❝ when your eyes are on me, i feel like something worth seeing. ❞

-- what should he say to something like that? He knows she walks in shadows and slips around corners, keeping an ever-watchful eye on the city of Mondstadt. He knows that by the mere fact of her existence and her self that she is at odds with most of the other sisters at the Cathedral. ( And although he has his own grievances with the Knights of Favonius, at least it's run by Jean, and at least Jean embraces who he's always been. At least he wasn't given to the church proper. ) But that very separateness is what drew him to her in the first place: she's always been worth seeing, has she not? Regardless of whether Kaeya's been the one sharing her bed and claiming her free time, she's always been worth seeing. People like him, people like her -- they're different. That's what makes her interesting. Engaging. Fascinating. He'd rather spend all afternoon doing nothing with her than doing most things with most others.

But that's the thing, isn't it. Bless the citizens of Mondstadt, most of them have never had to endure the unendurable, to suffer the unbearable, to carry the darkest secrets that would ruin their beautiful lives if they ever spoke the words aloud. Kaeya doesn't begrudge them that: if only his problems were that trivial. It's because of that peace of mind and belief in safety and reliability and the love of the Anemo Archon that maybe the rest of Mondstadt doesn't see her the way he does. One look at her thorns and sharp edges is enough to make most keep their distance.

She's not soft and fragile, she won't snap and break under pressure and pain, but she's human. What she's just said proves that more than anything. She protects herself with those thorns the same way he chose to use his silver tongue and well-practiced smile to charm his way into something that almost looked like stability.

...but what does he say to it? Kaeya doesn't know yet. He reaches out, cups her face and draws her in close - a single kiss to her forehead and he says the only thing to come to mind. If there is anyone in Mondstadt he's just a touch past comfortable being vulnerable around who isn't Jean, it's Rosaria.

“... I feel the same way when you look at me. You've been worth seeing since long before I came on the scene, though.”

[humblekiind-blog]

( @faceticus

the loud noises and the shouting from the trailer yard had shirley on edge. it was just her and josie in the trailer, as dallas had gone to do god’s what, and she was nervous. the popping noises - one that can only be interpreted as gunshots from the distance (though not far enough in the distance), followed by shouting - even more shouting! josie was constantly having fits, as the noises scared her and her papa wasn’t there to hold her like he normally was when this kind of stuff happened. she was in her crib, fussing her little lungs out, beautiful green eyes filled with tears and cheeks splotched with red, hair still a mess and only clad in her diaper. the sound of their front door opening caused shirley to stand up defensively and aim a pillow at the intruder - only to see dallas. “god, you scared the fuck out of me.” cussing in front of her daughter? not good.