#enacrai

[iniziare]

He was leaning in an archway, partially hidden by the vines that had decided to climb it. His head hung low, eyes closed as he listened to the melody she was singing. The lillies around her opening their petals, as though they too, were listening to her. A strange kind of calm fell upon him, shoulders relaxing just that little bit. To anyone who may see him in that moment, they could have mistaken him for being asleep. The smallest smile was at his lips, yet he daren’t disturb her. How long had it been since he took a moment to simply exist like that? Too long… far too long.

The smile was akin to one borne in childlike wonder; the way the corners of her lips rose at the sight of the lilies; as if she were a witness to something otherworldly (the irony was not lost on her); for what flowers bloomed in the dark of night, within this blanket of black and blue serenity? Maybe the answer lay within the stars before her as they momentarily drew her gaze — she could have sworn that they glowed just a little brighter at the thought — or perhaps, much like herself, they enjoyed the sound of song. And so she continued, for them and for him, as uninvited as he may have been; not that she ever minded, of course. If only he'd stood before her, he'd have seen the subsequent curl of her lips and twinkle within those eyes of grey as proof of such a claim.

As for the song; she would never claim it as one of her own. In truth, it feels stolen, as if it had never even been meant for anyone else to hear. But when it left its confines of four wooden walls that night, when her sole companions were the same celestial bodies that hung overhead tonight, she'd paused and listened, as if it had demanded an audience. Were it a mother to her child, a woman to her beloved; she'd questioned. It'd sounded so as a melody of certain devotion, of love; these were intricacies these humans under their care showed, when they bloomed as the lilies could and did. She wondered then whether, perhaps, as two fingertips traced a petal with the utmost care, that was why she smiled as she did, both then and now. "I have not lost count as to how many songs that makes," she'd ceased in her hums, her voice soft and barely a whisper while the corners of her lips remained risen as they had been, and perhaps even rose a little more at her jest. Would he manage to see it within the silhouette that the light of the moon rendered of her, when her head turned towards him? It was a hopeful invitation in more ways than one, "—that you owe me."

Unprompted / @enacrai (for Morax/Rex Lapis/Zhongli, he who we so adore)

#[ guizhong. ] wisdom is like water. it nourishes all those who receive it and in it; is a reflection of the truth. #[ guizhong / threads. ] after the goddess of dust was taken by the wind; the last glaze lily in guili plains withered away to dust in turn. #[ guizhong / inquiries. ] that her mechanical accomplishments were judged superior was one suspects; in large part to her sheer eloquence. #[ guizhong / v: guili assembly. ] it's great to have it back but i want to go back to the world. and start with guili plains. #enacrai #[ hey did you know i'm scared? ] #[ but also-- did you now morax needs to know how to sing and if not; he's gonna learn? ] #[ probably at the hands of one of the little girls in the village. ] #[ i know you said you're ready but-- buuuuuttt! ]

[tenebriism]

A brief touch of fingers against a gloved hand. Soft, barely there. Amber gaze drifting over to the fire that crackled in the hearth, a book held in his free hand. A moment of peace for the both of them. "Diluc..." His voice quiet, barely audible over the crackle of the flames. "Have you given any thought... to where you would wish to begin our lives together?"

There was many a thing he could say when asked what he loved about Zhongli. His intelligence, his gentle nature, his passion for history and the world itself, which oft, he wove into beautiful, riveting stories and lessons. Largely, though, he appreciated Zhongli's ability to just . . . exist in the moment. The winery owner was a skilled conversationalist; a trait that was NECESSARY if one wanted to run a successful business and keep patronage high and dependable, but in moments where he could be Diluc, and just DILUC, he loved that they could simply sit in silence and not feel FORCED to fill every moment with chatter.

Not that he hated listening to Zhongli's voice--- just the opposite, but that they enjoyed one another's existence so fiercely, to the point just that touch of contact, that KNOWLEDGE that the other person was there and close, was enough, meant everything to him.

Here, like this, he's truly at peace. A fire, beverages and snacks just within reach, and whatever piece of literature captured their interest in the now. He feels Zhongli's fingers brush 'gainst his hand, thumb extending to gently ghost overtop in return. When words lightly banish away the tranquil silence that had befallen them, Diluc is quick to lend his ear, always and forever one to LISTEN, no matter what Zhongli had to say. He's glad he had, for the inquiry is a profound one; they are, after all, soon to be married, and in binding themselves to one another, there was far more to consider, now, than quaint little date nights and gift ideas.

" Hm. " Now, his hand seeks that full contact, fingers lacing betwixt the older man's. With how meticulous he was about everything else in his life, from his wardrobe, to his schedule, and even to what RIBBON he wore in his hair on any given day, it was a wonder he didn't have an answer parked right at the tip of his tongue. Truthfully, he was just happy to live in the moment, day by day, with his beloved. " Not in depth . . . though, now that you mention it . . . I had . . . considered moving to Liyue. "

Permanently, that is, and not merely as a means to be close to whatever Liyue specific business that needed extensive tending to.

" It would mean leaving behind Mondstadt. Leaving behind my home, where I grew up, my winery and . . . majority of the people I've been fortunate enough to consider loved ones, but . . . the benefit to this line of work is that it is flexible. " Unspoken, as well, is the hidden life he lead in the darkness of night that he would, also, have to give up. That, though, needn't be disclosed. Not yet.

He could go into full detail about the trade market, communications, employee management and how he saw to the organization of many a facet of the Ragnvindr family business in every region, but none of that mattered. Not right now, when he was on the steady path to making a point that he hoped Zhongli would see was monumentally personal. " You are my home, though. Whether the winery in Mondstadt, or one built in Liyue to continue my work . . . anywhere, as long as you are there. That is where I wish to begin our lives. "

Diluc raises their joined hands to his lips, planting a chaste kiss atop Zhongli's, as a dimple-bordered smile tugged at his lips. " Is . . . that a suitable enough answer, my love ? "

@enacrai ;; ♥

#enacrai #[ :) diluc goes where zhongli goes. <3 #it could be a damn shack out in the middle of the sumeru desert. #he'll be happy and healthy there with his beloved. ;_; his future husband. ] #muse ;; DILUC ( ANSWERED ASK ) #muse ;; DILUC ( ♥ ZHONGLI . ENACRAI )

[aequitaes]

                              " 𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑓 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 // 𝐼 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑆𝑎𝑚 "

                                         @enacrai  & @aequitaes

#OKAY BUT -- #look at the different levels of sus from Sam. #does he trust rafe ??? almost Never (: #the second one when rafe is about to go to Town on him KADJDSHD #「 Muse: Sam 」「 What's the worst that can happen? / I'm excited and terrified all at once. 」 #「 Sam: dyn / rafe 」「 Anger can destroy everything. You're half right / I just need sam 」 #enacrai #i once again love them AND NOW NOWWW I'll reply on wire skdjjsdhd #i'm sorry kay love me pls

[battleshot]

“  𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝, 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒. 𝑖’𝑙𝑙 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦.  ”

                                                                                           ↳   Zhongli // @enacrai​​

     𝐇𝐞  𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬  𝐢𝐧  𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩,  calling  out  for  Noctis  as  soon  as  he  was  taken  into  that  crystal.  Then,  the  visions  of  Gralea  haunted  him,  taunting  him,  the  red  eyes  glowing  and  the  clones  in  the  tanks  mocking  him.  His  best  efforts  did  not  allow  him  to  forget  it. When  he  eventually  stirs  to  some  kind  of  awareness,  he  blinks  slowly  to  feel  Zhongli  holding  him  and  comforting  him.  Despite  the  little  whimper  before  he  looked  up  to  him,  a  soft  noise  of  contentment  filled  the  air  as  he  shuffled  closer  to  him  --  that  warmth  Zhongli    provided  him  with  was  a  safety  blanket  he  was  in  need  of.  Almost  inaudible,  he  replied,    "  Okay.  ".  With  an  equally  loud  exhale,  he  breathed  in  deeply.  Just  a  nightmare,  Just  ...  a  bad  dream.

                                                              ↳            SOFTER PROMPTS

#「 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑼𝑬* : noct – another one out !! 」 #[ i still need a tag for the best boy ] #[ as well as the genshin verse but shh ] #enacrai

[constellaris-a]

⤪ @enacrai​ ⊳ she needs cuddles so bad -- ⤨

---   A one armed hug and a teeny tiny kiss to her hair from one Zhongli to Nin. (:

    ⊳ can be continued / reblogged

   It was such a simple,  sweet gesture,  yet one that surprised her all the same.  Leaning against the former Archon’s side Ningguang found herself breaking out into a warm,  tender smile,  even turning to wrap arms about his torso as head lifted to brush lips against his jaw.

   “ Hello to you too ,   Mister Zhongli  ~ ”

#⋞ ningguang ⊳ in character ⋟ #⋞ whispering winds ⊳ asks ⋟ #enacrai #hello this is like my biggest ship bias for her

[worldly-diversity]

@enacrai​ ○ 𝕫𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕚 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕖 ○

         ⤷  『  When Childe would come to seek out Zhongli , he'd find him laid across a sofa. Book upon his chest -- very clearly asleep. Yet once the door would click shut behind him , amber hues would open open slowly and a tired little smile would cross his face.  』

He hadn't expected the other to wait up for him after telling the other he'd be away for work the rest of the evening, had even told him not to wait up and yet what does he see upon his return but the former archon asleep on the couch with a book on his chest. It's an endearing sight, admittedly, but part of him frowns at the idea that the other had waited after all. Zhongli should be taking care of himself rather than fussing over him. He's more than strong enough to handle a few measly late night errands after all.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" Nevertheless, concern is the first thing he vocalises when he joins the other in the living room to find his eyes open and emitting a soft glow in the faint light coming from the lanterns outside.

"You didn't need to stay up for me…" He mutters in pointless protest, after all what was done was done, and it wasn't like the other would listen to him if he didn't want to. "In any case, sleeping there can't be comfortable. Let's go to bed, unless you'd rather have a cup of tea first?"

.

#enacrai #universe • genshin impact #inquiry • genshin impact #interactions • tartaglia #answered #please ask before continuing #into the void • queue #sorry its short xD

[primewish-a]

            “   and when you think this is the end ,  you will find me there where i have always been .   ”

starter call   //   @enacrai​  -  zhongli ! song :  i am a stone   —   demon hunter .

#hope this is okay!!!!! #* STARTER ! #* STEFAN // in character ! #enacrai

[erobret]

@enacrai​ asked :  💖 cheek kiss ( cait to vi )

            LASHES    WERE    SLOW    TO    FLUTTER    OPEN    .    groggy    was    the    pinkette    ,    blue    eyes    trying    to    focus    on    the    room    around    her    .    how    long    had    it    been    since    she    slept    so    soundly    ?    so    deeply    and    not    waking    at    the    smallest    sound    .    she’d    stirred    when    pressure    against    her    cheek    .    she    grumbled    and    turned    over    ,    bare    arm    going    to    drape    over    the    form    that    lay    beside    her    .    lips    softened    into    a    smile    at    the    sight    at    the    dark    haired    woman    beside    her    .    hand    slid    up    to    caitlyn’s    own    cheek    ,    thumb    rubbing    at    the    soft    flesh    .

#enacrai #▓▓▓┆♚ ˖° ❛ ANSWERED ASK #▓▓▓┆♚ ˖° ❛ VI : in character #▓▓▓┆♚ ˖° ❛ VI : main verse #▓▓▓┆♚ ˖° ❛ SHIP : vi & caitlyn

[sometimesrufus]

what kind of “ i love you “ are you ?

i love you and i wish you knew just how much

the pining, the aching, the wishing, and hoping; it's what you whisper to yourself under the cover of darkness as you fall asleep thinking of them. it's the text you've typed out and deleted before sending at least a dozen times. it's the countless pictures of them you have of them on your phone, the home screen image of their smile that you know will give you away the next time they jokingly swipe your phone. it sits restless and suffocating at the back of your throat. rip dude, i know how that is.

Taken from: @enacrai

Tagging: @sentineloftheunderworld @reno2ndgun @cssnei @eliteemblemelena and anyone else who wants to!

#rufus shinra #yep #suffocate yourself on that feeling bro

[decayedhearts]

what kind of “ i love you “ are you ?  

the confession

when you say “i love you,” it carries the whole weight of your heart. it feels like closing your eyes and stepping off a cliff. maybe you’ve been planning to tell them for days now, or maybe it’s just slipped out without you realizing, either way, it was inevitable. it’s relief and dread all at once, it’s mortifying yet hopeful. the words hang heavy and suspended in the air, thick enough to choke on, a brief and perilous moment against the mortal pull of gravity.

i love you, i’ve always loved you, i will always love you

it’s commitment, it’s devotion, it goes often without saying, but is felt nonetheless. it’s accepting that you would travel to hell and back for them if they asked and knowing that they would do the same for you. it’s an old ache, long after they’ve burrowed deep into your chest and settled there like a weight- grounding, an anchor point. even when you’re apart, you can still feel the shape of them, it’s like phantom pain. neither of you can help but succumb to the other’s gravity, yet neither of you fear the collision. it means that you trust them, that they make you feel safe, that they feel like home.  

tagged by: @sweetlybite​ thank you :3

tagging: @soothsaer @muraenide @splitcards @liliavanrouge @enacrai​ (Gavin hehe) @aequitaes​ (Hanky Panky) & you if you haven’t done it yet

#( tag game. ) #( headcanon. ) #( m: rook. ) #( m: jamil. ) #( jamil: headcanon. ) #( rook: headcanon. ) #:3 #i like these results

[tenebriism]

Tina! Fellow Zhongli / Diluc appreciator! What are some of your favorite things regarding their dynamic / how they meld together? ❤️🧡

Unprompted Ask - [ ALWAYS ACCEPTING ] ;; @ofhope

An opportunity to talk about my favs? You're an absolute blessing, as per usual, and you've IMPECCABLE taste.

I think where my love for them stemmed is in how delicately they treat each other. Two hardened souls, both having faced their fair share of hardships, able to find comfort and an escape in the presence of one another. They're not INTENSE with their love, in that they're both extremely private and are fine not making a show of it, and the small acts of care offered in equal parts mean far more to them than some grand, over the top gesture would.

Gentle touches, words of affirmation, PATIENCE . . . they don't push each other to open up. It comes out either unexpectedly, or in moments one of them feels ready enough, but there's never that EXPECTATION that they have to be completely transparent, especially in Zhongli's case. The calmer, definitely softer one of the two has gone through far more pain than Diluc has, and Diluc is still learning the ways Zhongli shows he's not doing as well as he commonly lets on.

Whereas, in moments where Diluc is particularly high strung -- which may come off as NORMAL DILUC to those who don't REALLY know him -- Zhongli is patient, giving him ample space, but reaffirming that he is there. Diluc can come to him. It's OKAY. They're both OKAY.

They're going to get married one day. Be happy, be healthy, as they both deserve to be, and I can't wait for everyone to see what @enacrai and I bring to the table for this beautiful relationship.

#ofhope #enacrai #[ tagging kay because she's my beautiful perfect zhongli. uvu #but yes. thank you love. you always #give me the opportunity to discuss my passions and i adore you for it. <3 ] #muse ;; DILUC ( ABOUT ) #OOC ;; ( ANSWERED ASK )

[aequitaes]

Hank @ Gavin 😒

Hank @ Gavin when he’s in front of him at a coffee shop deliberately taking his time ordering and then taking the last doughnut Hank wanted 😠😤🤬

#enacrai #😘 #you said you wanted the grumpy man #you Get the grumpy man #I’m having a lot of Hank thoughts 😭 #I just Love him

[hautevaux]

@enacrai​ || ​followed the tailor

The beating sunlight from clear skies above felt immense upon the top of one’s head - every step paced unto the ground determined and yet uneasy. Mayhap he had spent too long within the reach of those intense rays for it had gone to his head, a vicious dizziness taking a hold of his very consciousness - the tailor scarce made it far enough to find somewhere to sit down before his legs felt as if they’d give way. 

“Excuse me-” A well manicured hand offered a brief wave to gain attention; “Would you happen to know where the closest place to get a cool drink is-?” 

#Universe: Final Fantasy

[battleshot]

Awestruck by Liyue's natural flora, he arranges the flowers neatly for his photo. Golden petals  glowed  beneath Prompto's chin as the sun shone upon them. The look on his face was almost one of harmony with nature in that moment. Even though he should've been concentrating on finding a way back... it was nice to have a moment of  tranquillity.

“  𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙.  ”   zhongli //   @enacrai​

  "  Hm?  "  The blond looked up to him with a soft smile, just about catching what he had said.   "   It's… just flowers, man! s'not that deep…  "    he concluded with a huff of laughter. Was he blushing as he gazed back at his arrangement? Without a doubt.

 ↳            SOFTER PROMPTS

#enacrai #「 i don’t have a tag for zhongli or this verse. But we all know – 」 #「 we take what we can get with andrea ((((: 」

[rcdfcxr]

I wrote one whole thing.  Anyway  ,  I’m heading mobile now but I’ll be around tomorrow.   If not here than on @inscmnus or @enacrai.   either one.   it’s like playing a game of guess where kay’s hiding.  ( although tbh i’m criminally slow on all of them. )

and since i don’t mind throwing my discord out there  ,  feel free to come and say hey (:   i dont actually bite.

nocts forgotten glove trauma#9621

#ooc.

[tenebriism]

The celebrations were in full swing, people laughing with their loved ones, counting down to the end of the old year and the beginning of the new one. For Zhongli, the biggest reason he was looking forward to the new year ahead was because of the man standing at his side. Neither of them truly willing to throw themselves into the heart of the festivities. His hand found Diluc's, entwining their fingers together. It was perhaps the most openly affectionate Zhongli had been. The year had been a learning curve for him, opening himself to the possibility of having someone as a permanent fixture in his life. Trusting that they would be there... learning to love once again.

All of that had come because of Diluc. Found in a place Zhongli never would have expected. Yet they worked so well together. Because of him, he was able to let go of some of the pain he held on to -- was able to feel less guilt and more happiness. He was looking forward to the future with Diluc by his side. He had fallen in love with him.

There was a soft smile on his face as he turned to look at him, watching as the colours of the fireworks reflected off Diluc's hair. In that moment he was struck once again by the beauty of the man, not just in appearance but in who he was. His heart was full, Zhongli was happy. More than he'd been in many years.

He leans forward, kissing him softly -- and for two who weren't openly affectionate in that way, it did take him by surprise too. Yet it felt right. "I love you, Diluc." He whispers, "Happy New Year... I'm looking forward to spending it with you... and perhaps if you'll agree..." A pause then as he reaches into his pocket, "Each one that comes after... for the rest of our lives..."

'Tis not oft, if ever, that Diluc indulges in New Years festivities. ALCOHOL was, after all, a highly sought after staple of the birth of the new year tradition, and he was MORE than happy to distract himself with the extra work. It made it easier not to dwell on the uncertainties of the upcoming year . . . of the reminder that his life, in particular, was never guaranteed on any certain day, the ghosts of his past bound to his ankles like that of chains, threatening to drag him down without a moment's notice.

Here, now, as he stood at Zhongli's side, hand in hand, he felt . . . strange. Not so much in a way that warranted concern--- nay, it was OPTIMISM, which had, once, felt like so foreign a concept that he had simply deemed it not personally POSSIBLE. There's childlike wonder in his eyes as he watches the fireworks soar into the sky, bursting into various shapes of all sizes and colors. Nostalgia hits him in waves, memories of him, Crepus, and Kaeya nestled together 'neath a blanket outside, watching the fireworks as a FAMILY, leave a bittersweet taste upon his tongue.

He distantly thinks, mayhap this year will be the year he attempts to make amends with his brother. It was . . . a thought to dwell on later.

Pulling him from the deep depths of his thoughts, Diluc happily turns his attentions towards his beloved. Zhongli, too, looked a marvel, the earthen hues of his attire and hair thriving against the rainbow of fireworks still bursting in the distance--- and, oh, his eyes. How the eldest Ragnvindr ADORED gazing into them, catching that amber glow that made him feel warm, hopeful.

L o v e d.

" I love you, too, Zhongli, " he whispers into that kiss, greedily going back in for a second. One was never enough, even outside the comfort and preferred privacy of closed doors. For Zhongli, he could, and would always, make an exception. " And Happy New Year to you, as well. To be able to bring it in with you is . . . an honor I shall never take for granted. " He'd assumed it would end there . . . that Zhongli may suggest they head down and further immerse themselves within the bustling crowds and activities arranged for their leisure.

Ever a bringer of surprises, his beloved. His presence, his continued support, and now . . .

" Zhongli, are . . . " Diluc's voice catches in his throat, and before he can even register what's happening, there are tears. Endless, ceaseless. Yet, he doesn't even bother to tuck himself away or hide from Zhongli, as he normally would. Nay, the fireworks keep popping off, the murmurs of the crowd not once lulling to a silence, yet all Diluc hears, and sees, is Zhongli afront him, holding out that ring. " You're . . . are you a-asking me to . . . marry . . . " Archons, if his mother and father could see him now. It's all they'd ever wanted for him, a life of comfort and happiness, and for so, so agonizingly long, it had felt far out of reach. IMPOSSIBLE, until Zhongli had proven him wrong.

He cries. SOBS. Quickly raises an arm to cover the upper half of his face as the emotions, finally, prove too much. Now, though, he hides himself--- not from Zhongli, but from curious onlookers who may suspect aught is amiss from the redhead who was SURELY recognized by some, if not most of them. His face presses into Zhongli's shoulder, his sobs heavy, yet muffled . . . yet, he manages a soft " Yes " amidst the chorus of overwhelming tears.

Of COURSE he would marry Zhongli, in this life, in the next life, in every life. " Yes . . . I'll ma . . . m-marry you . . . gods, y e s . . . "

And if he's dreaming, may he NEVER wake up.

@enacrai . ♥

#enacrai #[ FINALLY got to this. ; u ; it NEEDED to be done before the first was up. #i REFUSED to let it go past midnight. they deserve to have their true New Years engagement. #FKLWAKF THEY'RE ENGAAAAAAGED #AHH I'M SOBBING OVER THEM. I LOVE THEM SO SO MUCH!!!! ] #muse ;; DILUC ( ANSWERED ASK ) #muse ;; DILUC ( ♥ ZHONGLI . ENACRAI )