#souleris

[pouppet]

@souleris , venti ; ❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜

with spring having finally arrived, windblume was now in full swing in mondstadt. ribbons were strung from rooftops, flower crowns perched on children's heads, and music drifted all around like dandelion seeds in the wind. the wanderer sat at the edge of the plaza, a notebook lying on his lap as the ink from the last line written begins to dry. the vahumana had sent him to observe mondstadt's traditions and seasonal rites. he was midway through mentally cataloging the symbolic exchange of windblumes when a shift in the breeze followed by a voice caught his attention.

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜

❝ . . . bold assumption, ❞ he says, voice even as he turns to see an unfamiliar bard. he could only hope to get out of this conversation without having to listen to a song. ❝ is this part of your performance? approaching lonely bystanders to enhance the festival's atmosphere? ❞

[ccaptain]

@souleris HERE COMES SPARKLE WITH A STEEL CHAIR

   '' -Will you hit me with that steel-plated, giant hammer if I tell you that I preferred your hair of the original color? ''

[vvaeritas]

@souleris (Durin) ♡'d for a starter!

   ' … The cats are clearly having an influence on you. Sometimes you remind me of a giant, mischievous kitten. '

[kaercu]

📝 + bridgerton!

send me “📝 + (fandom)” and i’ll reply with a character i would RP from that fandom

@souleris

oooooh maybe anthony, simon, daphne, eloise, and kate……. maybe more, but that’s who jumps out at me right away! i haven’t watched the most recent season yet, so there could be more there, too, ehehe

[blaceyes]

@souleris,　Jun-hee　⌖　starter call.

He feels distant,　fingers idly stroking back the span of his bangs whilst aimlessly scrolling the channel analytics radiating off his cell phone screen.　Views are down,　and it brews an irritation within Myung-gi　/　naturally,　he deserves more　/　he works harder than those assholes do　/　he should be the one on top.　Brow furrows,　grimacing at one shithead’s comment or another,　bemoaning the sudden drop in one of their investments.　It wouldn’t kill people to think for themselves,　would it?　Gaze flits up once Jun-hee joins him at the table,　and he raises a brow in hopes of impelling her speech.　❛❛　You said you have something to tell me?　❜❜　Teeth grind into the skin on the inside of his cheek,　focus elsewhere.　❛❛　Can you make this quick?　I need to record soon.　❜❜

[solrites]

❛  you don't need to be perfect, you just need to be yourself. that's more than enough for me.  ❜ / solveig hisakiiii

@souleris, lulu's inbox cleanout

HEAD TURNS TO LOOK AT HIM FULLY, lips pressing together absently. solveig's eyes dart across his face, almost nervously - as if she's looking for any indication this is a lie, even if it's unintentional. she's rarely insecure about her personhood - solveig knows she's a good person, a gentle thing, and that she's not fundamentally unlovable. despite so many attempts, that was never drilled into her brain. but more often than not, she worries about tricking people. her entire family is good at manipulation, presenting themselves as one way when the reality is the opposite. maybe she has some variation of imposter syndrome. maybe it's just worry that people will see the worst parts of her, her worst moments, and make that into who she really is. and that she'll never be able to prove otherwise again. her hand absently reaches out, curls around his wrist. moves up to slide her fingers in between his. "what - what if i do som-something lame, and - and you decide you don't like me anymore?" like that isn't the biggest downplay of her insecurities and worries of all time. she shrugs. "i can believe you. i think i will. j-just - just -- i -- sorry. just ... give me a - a bit. to be-believe you."

[solrites]

from hisaki,,,

i got three bingos my brother... i know that's right. solveig bingo.

[audaciiae]

@souleris said: “ who do you think i am ? ” / william gaslighting henry lets go

How is he even supposed to answer that?

So much has gone wrong. So much has turned out entirely different from how it was supposed to. William was his friend, emphasis on the was, and now he feels like he doesn't even know him anymore. Henry was manipulated. Expertly. He thinks of Charlie, thinks of all the other children that are dead because, what, because he was too blind to see the monster before him?

He takes a deep breath and pinches the bridge of his nose, shaking his head. "I wish I knew. What the hell is wrong with you, William?" Henry's voice breaks slightly, his jaw clenching. Was it jealousy? Was it a power trip? Something else? All of these questions rush through his mind, but he can't bring himself to ask. Maybe he doesn't want to know.

"Whoever you are now, well, I'm not particularly interested in knowing him."