𝙰 𝚂𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙳 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁

𝙻𝙾𝚂𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝚂𝙼𝙾𝚂 , 𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙴𝙻𝚈

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       Extremely Private &. Selective ━DAINSLEIF ━ of GENSHIN IMPACT.                                    Penned by CALAMARI. Est ~Aug ‘21.                 18+ ONLY. PLEASE HAVE AN AGE LISTED ON YOUR BLOG.

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ACTIVITY STATUS: Low, sporadic activity. BLOGROLL:        @dikiyvter​ ( dual-muse genpact oc; primary blog )        @idrottore​ ( il dottore; sideblog to dikiyvter, primary blog )        @caobengen​ ( genpact oc; hiatus )

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touch the bunny ears

       OH?

       You’ll have to find them first.

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       ‘lil bunny ears’ yknow like, like lil , lik the abyss mage / hilichurls lil, their lil--

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       WHAT IT SAYS ON THE TIN. Temp abt page b/c I don’t feel like putting up a carrd. Will fill it out... slowly. As I care to. Whenever I get little ideas.

       DAINSLEIF , the twilight sword.               he / him.   transmasc.   500(+) y/o.       6′6′‘.                      ? ? ? Hasn’t thought of sex or romance in at least 400 years.

       GATHERING MISC NOTES.               I. he has lil,,, lil hilichurl bunny ears,,, lil,,, lil ears,,,, hidin in his hair,,,

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unethos​:

GARISH…   His entire demeanor becomes entrenched in genuine offence.  ❝ Says you, your colors do not compliment your skin tone. ❞  Perhaps he should feel this affronted by such a throwaway comment from his business partner, but alas…  (  Why seek his approval ?  )

…  He bites down the inside of his cheek, unfazed by the tangy taste of copper.  ❝ Don’t be silly, my teeth do not leave my mouth even when biting you.  As for my tongue, I do need to use it to eat  -  or what ?  You’d rather I starve, too ? ❞

       . . . DID HE TAKE IT PERSONALLY? Ah. Whoops.

       “ I never would have guessed you’d be so interested in the way I dress,” he responds with a slight raising of a brow. Equal parts CONFUSED and INTRIGUED by the response his comment had yielded. 

      ‘ I’m not the one being silly ‘ he is most tempted to say ― But, alas, he bites it back. Quiet for the moment as he regards Dottore with something bordering amusement amidst all his ( admittedly barely expressed ) confusion. 

       “ Of course not. Let me put it this way, then - I wish you would seek to put only food in your mouth, as opposed to PEOPLE as well. Better? “

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unethos​:

His  grin  only  widens.    (    Very  responsive  despite  his  composed  demeanor.    He  has  been  more  fun  than  he  ever  had  expected  from  someone  so  initially…   dull  seeming    ).    ❝  You  utterly  despise  me  then.  ❞    Arms  cross  behind  his  back,  torso  canting  a  minute  fraction  forward  as  the  scholar  begins  to  circle  the  other,  only  after  another  reaction.    ❝  You  want  me  dead,  wish  me  a  bad  evening,  and  worse.  ❞    A  dramatic  pause  for  effect  as  his  fingers  comes  to  tap  his  own  masked  chin,  gaze  accusatory.    ❝  You  think  my  bowtie  is  ugly.  ❞

       DAINSLEIF WATCHES THE MAN PROWL ABOUT as if some sort of predator. Stood still in his spot, following merely with the eyes, listening to each and every worse ( crazier than the last, it seems ; But what else would he expect from a man like Il Dottore? Dainsleif is nothing if not observant; A sense of MENTAL SOUNDNESS had never been a trait he’d attributed to the man, even upon their first meeting. )

       “ It’s rather GARISH,” spoken as if he knows next to anything on the matter of fashion ( or cares, for that matter. ), “But I don’t see how your bowtie has anything to do with the fact you cannot keep your teeth or your tongue in your mouth.”

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unethos​:

❝  Is  it  truly  my  fault  if  you  cannot  for  the  life  of  you  keep  your  hands  to  yourself  ?    I  get  nippy.  ❞    He  tilts  his  head,  grin  widening.    ❝  Generous  ?    No,  no…    It’s  the  least  you  could  do  for  my  help.    Do  not  speak  to  me  as  if  you  are  doing  me  a  favor,  your  majesty.  ❞    Pointed  title.    ❝  Were  you  not  benefitting,  you  would  not  put  up  with  my  ‘ antics ‘,  so  hush  now.  ❞

       . . . THIS MAN. 

       “ I would have no need to be nearly so handsy, if a certain COMPANION of mine,” there’s a pointed look here, “had a bit more sense not to stick his nose and hands into every odd thing we come across.“ 

       Arms cross over his chest, unimpressed look cast Dottore’s way. 

       “This is something of mutual benefit - But that doesn’t mean I have to put up with ALL your antics.”

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       Mord has fed me new graphics <3

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      Tag dump, does a lil dance

✧ . / OOC - 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴𝙴𝚁 ✧ . / IC - 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙰𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙰𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙻𝚈

✧ . / AES - 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚂𝚄𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 ✧ . / FUN STUFF - 𝙾𝙲𝙲𝚄𝙿𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴 ✧ . / HC - 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝚂𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳

✧ . / Q - 𝙷𝙾𝙿𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷 𝙿𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙻𝚂 ✧ . / INBOX - 𝙼𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚂 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙰𝙵𝙰𝚁 ✧ . / INBOX MEME - 𝙰𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝚆𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙴𝙽 ✧ . / REPLY - 𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙴𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙻𝚂

✧ . / UNETHOS - 𝚂𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙻𝚈 𝚂𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙻𝚈 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝚂𝚃 𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙿𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷

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unethos​:

A  HUFF.    ❝  Like  what  ?    Breathing  the  same  air  as  you,  your  majesty  ?  ❞

       “ NOW , NOW , there’s no need for formality.” Two can play. “ Would you not consider the multiple instances of biting, derailments for the sake of investigating ruinous machinery, and senseless causing of danger that I’ve put up with to be rather generous? ” 

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unethos​:

❝  Oh,  I  can  never  win  with  you,  huh  ?  ❞    /    @twicurse 

       “ WELL   ― I’d hardly say never. I believe I let you win quite often, in fact, what with all the things I let you get away with. ”

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UNPROMPTED . / @unethos​ - Dottore said:

licks his hand

       STARES ON IN THIS  ― Manner exuding of exasperation mingled disgust, the type of weariness one would gain from an aeon of travel condensed squarely into the few seconds in which Dainsleif can do little more than stand and stare - Thankful, at least, for the coverage of his glove from the . . . slimy tongue of his ‘ travel companion ‘. 

       “ . . . IL DOTTORE,” honestly, what with all the biting and licking and sticking his nose into things he shouldn’t be - Perhaps Dainsleif should have considered a dog. “ Though I. . . APPRECIATE the gesture,” a nice Mondstadtian hound, perhaps. Something loyal and true, “ And that you are at least attempting to make up for the biting,” or perhaps some sort of waterfowl dog - Dainsleif had not had the need to eat in many a long year, but the odd cooked skewer here and there was still nice. . . 

       “ I must ask that you cease immediately,” honestly, though, he would simply just settle for something that at least understood ‘no’ as a command rather than a SUGGESTION.