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[yeonban]

HEIZOU'S BIRTHDAY GIFTS! (We're pretending I answered on time)

@destinywoven asked: It took a little detective work of his own to discover when Heizou’s birthday fell. Perhaps he would have told Cyno if he’d asked, but that would have ruined the fun. And the surprise.

By pulling more than his fair share of very difficult strings that involved weeks of negotiations, bartering and a little bit of intimidation, Cyno has managed to secure something special; a Matra-approved detective licence. Though he would have to liaise with the Matra (something Cyno would, naturally, see to personally), with this licence in hand, Heizou would be free to conduct and pursue cases in Sumeru whenever he saw fit. This, of course, included permanent access to accommodation whenever he visited the nation, all expenses covered by the General Mahamatra himself.

All that’s left is to deliver the somewhat ambitious gift.

Nervousness is not an emotion Cyno experiences frequently, but he feels the stirrings of it now as he stands stiffly at the edge of the dock overlooking the newly arrived ship from Inazuma, his gift hidden away in an envelope behind his back. For a brief moment, Cyno contemplates stuffing the envelope back into his satchel and pretending nothing had happened. What if it’s too much? Too presumptuous? Is he overstepping a line that should not be crossed? All those questions and more swirl inside his head, but are soon silenced as he spots Heizou jogging down the gangplank.

Just the sight of him is enough to quell the restless storm within him; he’ll follow through with his plan, no matter the consequences. His decision made, Cyno relaxes his shoulders, lips curling into a small smile as he takes a short step towards his partner. 

“ Aboat time you washed into shore, ” He delivers the poor pun (he’s saving his best for later) with a straight face, drawing his arm from behind his back to hold out the envelope to Heizou. “ For you. Happy birthday. ”

The journey from Inazuma to Sumeru remains surreal to someone as unused to the sight of the ocean entirely encompassing his surroundings as Heizou is even after the dozenth time partaking in it - the endless blue offering him a sense of peace (there are no constraints in the middle of nowhere, no fatal dangers, no murderous creatures, no whimsical lightning strikes to be cautious of) but there is also far too much idle time on his hands to spend within the confines of his mind, faced with naught but the low murmur of the passing waves and the widespread freedom to think of anything and everything without worry of interruption.

Typically, the silence aids in Heizou's endeavors of planning the key points of his trip or cracking ancient yet unsolved cases as a side hobby, but today the silence feels beyond lonely, suffocating rather, as though the detective has found himself underneath the waves rather than above them. It's a common occurrence for his mood to drop as soon as his birthday rolls around, particularly so when he cannot find relief in hiding behind orchestrated distractions to pass the time until his birthday is no more, and a part of him wonders whether it'd have been for the better to schedule this trip for another time, or whether it'd have been simpler on him to extend an offer to someone to join him on the trip.

A hollow laugh escapes at the idea, one hand reaching to touch the stanchion while the redhead gazes towards the horizon. Neither could've worked, for Sara has granted him time off with his special day in mind (an awfully sensible thing of her to do, and frankly Heizou isn't sure how to feel about it) and there isn't anyone he wishes to bother with a request as inane as "spend some time with me" when everyone he knows is leading busy lives that could do without his extra interference. Kazuha isn't there anyway, and Shinobu is busy with interviews... nevermind his family. When was the last time he has even seen any of them, other than his cousin? When was the last time they had even cared to spend his birthday with him, or to gift him anything that wasn't meant for his future as the dojo's owner?

A fleeting pang of his heart ensues at the rather pathetic realization (there is no one else he can deem a friend in the land he's lived all his life, nor do his blood ties care about his existence beyond their own reputation), but an abrupt & rough inhale of air followed by a longwinded exhale (a tested & tried method) breaks the detective out of the depressive slope he may have otherwise found himself sliding down on, and Heizou attempts to refocus his attention onto something better suited for his precious time than brooding. That isn't like him, after all (he never allows it to be).

Although with far more effort than usually required, the hours-long voyage ends without a hitch. Little progress has been made in any of the cases he's tried to piece together along the way, and his mental state hasn't quite recovered from what it has been like ever since the day has started, but resiliently as ever, Heizou finds himself determined to banish the lows and concentrate on the highs as the brief turbulence heralds the ship's arrival in Sumeru. The fact alone seems to brighten the detective's spirits by a smidgen, both as a promise to soon meet with his dear friend, and as a welcoming of distractions sure to come in the shape of the city's hustle and bustle.

Perhaps the sudden wave of excitement at the prospect is what brings some spring to Heizou's steps, but he grows slightly more energized than he'd been until that point, vibrantly making his way onto the docks. It certainly helps that an overly familiar head of white hair also pops into view as soon as he glances in Sumeru's direction, and Heizou cannot help the fond chuckle that escapes him at both at the sight itself and at the very much expected pun that greets him. He's heard better ones before, but Cyno's expressionless way of uttering every joke never fails to bring a smile onto his face, nor does the other's mere presence ever fail to uplift his mood.

It's such a simple thing, and yet Heizou already feels much better than he has all day. ❛ I was wondering what joke you'd be starting today off with. If only my friends from back home knew I have the privilege of hearing puns like these every time I visit Sumeru, they'd be envious for shore. ❜ A warmer smile stretches on his features after replying in kind (a habit he may well fall into in Inazuma too if left unchecked) and for a moment Heizou contemplates opening his mouth again, to either talk about his trip or to inquire about where his accommodations are this time around, or perhaps even to invite Cyno for lunch.

However, the unexpected birthday wish that leaves Cyno's mouth next knocks the air out of Heizou's lungs, his cheerful persona breaking apart for a fleeting moment while his smile subconsciously wavers and his eyes widen in response. There are many emotions swirling through him all at once (shock, confusion, disbelief), plenty of which must have made their way onto the surface as well, and even though verdants manage to glance down at the gift and understand that he isn't imagining it, the redhead remains at a loss (for words, and for what to think of any of this). ❛ ......You... ❜ -knew? ❛ I... ❜ -don't believe I've ever told you when my birthday is.

The lack of cohesion in any of his attempts to speak prompts Heizou to not speak at all, the temporary silence growing fairly awkward while he works on gluing himself back together into a more presentable self. It's with great effort that he manages to smile brightly again (although this time around it tethers on the falser side than the genuine one he'd worn before), brushing off his initial reaction to the gift as simply being shocked by the surprise rather than owning a deep distaste for his birthday & a heavy unfamiliarity to being thought of in such a manner.

How is he meant to readily accept this as reality when no one else has ever put nearly as much effort into celebrating his birthday in all the years he can remember? ❛ You sure know how to leave a man speechless, Cyno. ❜ A laugh, practiced enough to not sound as broken as he feels, and Heizou gracefully extends a hand to welcome and accept the gift. ❛ Do you mind if I open it now, or should I leave it for later? ❜ His tone is upbeat, a stark contrast to the brief accident from moments prior.

Ever so slowly, curiosity peeks its way onto the fray, driving the detective to want to know what gift the other could've spent his resources on with him in mind - though truth be told, Heizou considers himself unable to be disappointed even if nothing but a single coupon lies inside the envelope (the thought alone... the endeavor of finding out when his birthday is in spite of his never mentioning it... the act of gifting him something, anything - that is more than enough for him to forever be grateful to Cyno for).

Heizou's gaze is attentive to every detail on Cyno's face as he waits for an affirmation or a denial to his subtle request (not wishing to impose - especially not now after forcing his friend to watch the sorry sight that constituted his initial reaction to a gift even existing in the first place) and only once he receives the okay for it does he deftly open the envelope, eyes carefully reading the words written on the license he finds inside.

For a second time, Heizou's eyes widen as he forgos the act of breathing entirely, certain that he must be reading something wrong, or failing to pick up on something between the lines. More conscientiously than before, he blinks and rereads it from the top to the bottom, diligently making sure not to gloss over a single word - and yet the result is the same as it had been the first time. The "detective license" words seem to stare back at him alongside the nation the license has been issued by & for, and this is one of the few times in his life that Heizou can attest to an out of body sensation (the first one ever when the occasion that prompted it is happy rather than tragic). "Shikanoin Heizou"... a detective license meant for him, in a nation that he has done little to deserve something this grand? Not to mention how hard it is to obtain one even after proving one's worth---

Inhaling just enough air to keep his body from ceasing to function, Heizou's gaze lifts to stare into Cyno's eyes in a silent query, a plea to tell him now if he's misunderstanding something or interpreting this poorly, but no such negative answer comes, and the reality of it all suddenly hits Heizou akin to a wave hitting a capsizing ship in a stormy night. But this is no stormy night, it's the brightest day he can recall on ever having; and this is no drowning feeling as much as it is the feeling of finally breathing again after having previously been submerged. He opens his mouth to say something - a thank you to express his gratitude, a question from the myriad that are circling in his mind, an anything that might escape him in reply really, but a salty taste finds itself on his tongue, and only after glancing down at the odd drop of water on the license does Heizou realize he's crying.

A low gasp accompanies his realization and the redhead has half a mind to wipe his tears on the back of his hand and try to regain his composure before thanking & reassuring Cyno that these are happy tears rather than sad ones, but instead he glances at his friend again, and the worried expression he's met with only warms his heart further, softening and making it beat even faster than before (to think that Cyno is worrying about him now... even though he's been nothing but a rude mess in the face of a heartfelt gift the other must've been through hellish trials to obtain... it feels almost wrong of him to be as happy about it as he is).

Perhaps he should follow his usual, trusty logic, but the overflow of emotions has even Teyvat's best detective beat - and Heizou can't stop himself from almost jumping into Cyno's arms, tightly embracing him in an attempt to convey how he feels in a way that words could never manage. ❛ Thank you, Cyno... really... I love it. ❜ Is all he manages to shakily let out against Cyno's skin amid the tears (and he'll have to apologize for those too, once he'll catch his breath) but the soft giggle that follows and the grip he has on the other (which spares not even the air that could've separated their bodies) speak enough about Heizou's mood on their own that they'll hopefully ease the anxious tension his friend must feel by even a bit.

The port is generally busy enough to not warrant just anyone a glance, but this particular sight might be an exception to the unspoken rule - after all, when would anyone ever be able to say they've seen someone (a foreigner, no less) happily embracing the General Mahamatra himself, and being met with no punishment for it, ever again? For once, though, Heizou doesn't care to pay potential bystanders any mind, instead focusing every bit of his attention onto the calming scent of Cyno's hair and the coming to terms he has to do with his newfound circumstances.

❛ You really outdid yourself... ❜ A soft whisper, only for the two of them to hear, much like the rest of Heizou's words. ❛ How did you know it's my birthday today...? And how- how did you manage to issue a detective license for me? I know what I went through to get one back in Inazuma, and that's the place I was born... so I know it couldn't have been easy for you to obtain it... ❜ An acknowledgement Cyno most definitely deserves for everything he's done, and although Heizou has managed to somewhat comprehend this situation, he still cannot believe anyone would go this far for him (of their own volition too).

And for his birthday no less, the one day that has given him more anxiety over the years than even the worst of the cases he's worked on. What a deeply ironic thing, to watch the day he's disliked the most now prove to also be his happiest... His heart steadily tempers as he slightly shifts his head to rest his cheek on Cyno's shoulder, making no move to put distance between them (though allowing Cyno to easily do so if desired), and Heizou glances up at the other with a small, authentic smile, awaiting an answer while remaining partly deep in his own thoughts.

Come to think of it... this is the first honest gift he's received that has even a smidgen to do with his own interests rather than the giver's... isn't it?

#muse: shikanoin heizou. #destinywoven #* shikanoin heizou. / ic. #THYME I AM EATING MY FIST AS WE SPEAK I CANNOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT BELIEVE EITHER OF THEM #Cyno is The sweetest person in the whole universe. no ifs no buts he's THE!!!!!!!!!!! person ever #Him being anxious about whether to give Heizou the gift or not bc he might be overstepping his boundaries if he does... #ONLY FOR HEIZOU TO HAVE THE WORST FIRST REACTION EVER TOO FHSUDSFFJSF Heizou: so shocked that he got to the shadow realm #No bc this took him SO by surprise HE'S NEVER BEEN IN A SITUATION EVEN REMOTELY SIMILAR TO THIS ONE #The sheer shock that Cyno knows when his bday is... the fact that he prepared a GIFT for him on top of it... /when Heizou didn't prompt it/ #Shikanoin ''I know other than a genius detective; everyone sees me as a burden'' Heizou: .exe has stopped working. #Also me realizing midway thru that most of his gifts were either not related to him at all (aka his family imposing their wills on him) #or gotten through dishonest means which soured everything (aka his former friend stealing things to gift them to him as kids)... #most of his bday gifts whenever Shinobu or Kazuha were around for his bday were probably meals or new cases they heard about too... #(WHICH HE DOES LOVE but they're not exactly palpable things and they knew about his bday /from/ him so to him they might've felt obligated) #hence Cyno breaking the door and coming in w a DETECTIVE LICENSE made every braincell in Heizou's body stop for maintenance #Sorry to Cyno I bet he must've expected an Entirely different reaction and yet here he is with a sobbing Heizou in his arms ADGHASDSADHSA #THAT SAID HE DEFINITELY ACHIEVED HIS GOAL OF MAKING HEIZOU HAPPY!!!!!!!! Heizou's first /actually/ happy birthday ever I'm going to CRY #He was satisfied w just spending his bday w Cyno bc he's always in a good mood around him but he got So Much More than that... #How are they such an effortlessly perfect match mY HEART...........

[viaetor]

ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐇𝐄���𝐄 . . . ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ( 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 — 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 1 / ? ) ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ to be continued ?

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 #𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄: a drabble exploring the twins fighting in a mysterious domain. paimon and dainsleif were taken by abyss heralds. aether and lumine finally battle each other for the first time... but it won't be the last. this drabble explores a bit about their past as 𝑐𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, as well as promises left unsaid or not kept by the two of them. this post was cut due to its length, but it's completely sfw despite some mild violence suggestions. based on the wonderful plots and threads with @destinywoven's lumine. thank you for letting me write this, thyme! ♡ / inspiration here & here (as well as art credit) .

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ㅤㅤhis dear sister was a liar.

ㅤㅤ“you’ll never leave me, right?”

ㅤㅤ“i’m here.”

ㅤㅤwhen his wings were torn apart, shattered from their roots as he fell into the damned world of teyvat, she was nowhere to be found. when he was feeling lost and cold, her hand had not met his to hold. when his cheeks were burnt by his spilt comrades’ blood, she was not there to cover his eyes as their bodies hit the ground. ever since then, he perfectly understood what abandonment meant. yet he still prayed to find her, still prayed for her, begged the stars to let them reunite in exchange for anything his spirit could offer—but his pleas met only a void. such deafening silence screamed a harsh truth he played deaf too long to keep on avoiding; they had forsaken him. she had forsaken him for hundreds and more hundreds of years.

ㅤㅤ“i’m here.”

ㅤㅤand to that, his sword seemed to lash out: do you remember, dear sister, when you lulled me to sleep after a nightmare? do you remember when you left me behind on this planet to rot without you? do you remember when you braided my hair for the first time with your wounded hands because you said it felt nice and soft to the touch? do you remember when you left me to fight by myself as millions around me died? do you remember our first time picking up flowers that looked just like you? do you remember me, the brother you’ve betrayed?

ㅤㅤ“i’m here.”

ㅤㅤliar. liar. liar!

ㅤㅤah, no matter. they’d have enough time to make up for such treasons. he could forgive her—for old times’ sake.

ㅤㅤshe had grown sluggish, it seemed. her sword grip was too lax; there was no way she could cause an effective blow against him. or maybe he was misremembering what a fierce warrior she was? more than that, all those years apart had made her capable of parrying his attacks—he knew how much she hated blocking. still, what kind of exaggeratedly fancy technique was that? far too knightly for his taste and easy to block. and to think she was the gods’ chosen one… tsk. didn’t she notice their blessings were holding her down? parry, strike, parry, strike, strike. she took a step back, then two, three, five. come on, she had to be better than this. how pitiful.

ㅤㅤoh… could it be that she was holding back against him? 

ㅤㅤwas she mocking him?

ㅤㅤheavy is the hand that holds a celestial sword—aiming for her arm, he instead opened a lengthy cut on her cheek. so she was at least paying attention. the horror in those sandy doe eyes showed him that much. that, and how she had thrown herself backwards, hitting the floor with a gasp. good. her golden eyes did not match his, though. he wondered why.

ㅤㅤ“stop staring at me like that, lumine. you started this.” there was a controlled rage in his voice. a spite that made his voice taste bitter, putrid, disdainful with a scoff. but he wasn’t lying. aether never lied, unlike his dear sister. “you refuse to let me continue with my plans. you ally yourself with my enemies. you take the gods’ side. and now you’re fighting me because of, what exactly? a puny pixie?”

ㅤㅤshaking his head in disapproval, the prince walked to where a pinkish tiara lay amidst the debris, picking it up with his index finger as if the object was unworthy of his regal attention. lumine had all his attention on him, it seemed—analysing how his posture had changed, how he held his blade in a different fashion, how his visage beamed no longer, instead resting with this eerie, stoic expression. 

ㅤㅤso when he suddenly smiled, it did not match the lingering flame of his eyes. “it appears you’ve found a new home; congratulations.” the click of his heels echoed through the ruined domain before he squatted down to place the tiara on her blonde head, with the same delicacy of fingers as when he had first tugged those beautiful flowers behind her ear. unfortunately, it was a tad too small. “i was hoping you’d understand me… we always saw eye to eye, after all. but i was naive…”

ㅤㅤanother grin, wider than his last. the abyssal creature in front of her resembled not her brother in the slightest. around them, specks of stardust and abyss started to hoof, engulfing her figure.

ㅤㅤ“i had forgotten we are siblings no more.”

ㅤㅤdarkness. cold. suffocating. he was no longer there.

ㅤㅤ“goodbye, lumine.”

#destinywoven #destiny woven lumine + aether tag. #drabble tag. #❛ㅤ𓆩✦𓆪ㅤ:ㅤver ii﹔ㅤㅤ/ㅤㅤand the abyss stares back. #❛ㅤ𓆩✦𓆪ㅤ:ㅤheadcanon﹔ㅤㅤ/ㅤㅤsecrets from the stars. #AUGHHGHHGUHGUHUH #THANK U ONCE AGAIN FOR LETTING ME WRITE THIS THYME IM!!! FOAMING!!!!!!!!!!! #i hope this hurts u just as good as ur reply kicked me in the stomach (affectionately) AKSDAHSDJG #im loving writing these two; thank you thank you THANK YOU!!!

[halchron]

hey!  what’d you do that for ? / mei @ miyuki!

morbid curiosity // accepting

❝ hmmm, no reason really. ❞

did anyone ever need a reason to do something ? well, he licked the other's ice cream for a reaction, admittedly. he wasn't one for sweets to begin with, though he couldn't really classify rum raisin as sweet, it was more like frozen alcohol with some raisins in it. a part of him hoped that just this store had a different brand of the ice cream, because how anyone could like that was beyond him.

❝ gotta say though, that tastes horrible. if you wanted to get drunk it'd be quicker just to drink it. do you even like raisins ? ❞

#destinywoven #☾ ━ miyuki ( ic ). #I've never had rum raisin ice cream but ig the haagen dazs version is super rum heavy so that's what I based this on lol

[determiens]

❝ rest is important too, you know. ❞ / to cloud from tifa!

❝ i rest. ❞ he says with his arms crossed. though he knows he's stretching the truth with that one. cloud isn't the type to stay idle and "relax" truth be told, he can't remember how to relax. ❝ i have a little bit of free time now if you wanted to sit and chat- that's resting, right? ❞ / @destinywoven

#destinywoven #WHAT WERE MY TAGS!!!!! #ALSO I LOVE THIS HIMBO!

[bellsplit]

"  judas cradle.  " ———@kejito & @destinywoven. ( FROM. )

𝙹𝚄𝙳𝙰𝚂 𝙲𝚁𝙰𝙳𝙻𝙴. would akaza rather suffer physically or be humiliated?

SUFFER  PHYSICALLY.     akaza prides himself on being an indomitable force of nature with a body that can withstand an immense amount of suffering,  but his  pride  is something that he fiercely protects.     after all,  at the end of the day that's all that he can hold onto :    his reputation,  his skill as a warrior,  & the number etched into his eyes.     for the uninitiated,  humiliation is par for the course for demons,  especially for the kizuki.     the upper ranks exchange humiliation,  pain,  & strength as currency,  with one using another's shattered pride as a stepping stone along the path of their ascension.     humiliation  is  the  weapon  of  choice  that  muzan  &  the  two  moons  above  him  choose  to  employ  to  keep  akaza  in  his  place,   & he would rather they do anything  BUT.

akaza has a warrior's spirit & a demon's heart :    it's hard to break his body,  but easy to break his pride ... if it's hit  just  right.

#kejito #destinywoven #` ❅ || ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏɪᴅ. » ( ANSWER. ) #` ❅ || ᴀ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ. » ( INFO. )

[whirling-fangs]

you aren’t alone anymore. / from tanjiro!

COMFORTING WORDS

Maybe that was it. This was the meaning of this strange, yet comforting warmth that he felt whenever his underlings were around. It filled a void that had always been there. It was the opposite of that sinking feeling, that coldness he had so often felt on his mountain, in the rare occasions where he sat down and let his thoughts drift freely.

He had been lonely. The animals were great company, but they never replied to his words.

"... Don't get too chummy with me, Monjirou. I'm still your boss!" Inosuke retorted, in an attempt to fight the fluffy feeling that had gained his entire body.

"We're gonna keep figting together, alright?! Me, Chuitsu, the little girl in the box, and you! You guys can't leave my side unless I tell you to! We're all gonna keep killing demons, and one day, we'll become Hashira! Though I'll be the first to reach that rank, of course!"

#destinywoven #[[translation: you are my dear friends and i would kill for you :) ]

[slayersaided]

WHAT IS IT YOU WANT FROM LOVE?

a home

picture this: you turn over and realize they’re half-awake too. they pull you back under the blanket they stole during the night and wrap their arms around you. as you drift back to sleep you realize you couldn’t love a person more if you tried. they’re the safe space you go to when you’re anxious, the person where unabashed honesty doesn’t feel terrifying but something you’re grateful for. it took a long time and even though you never thought you’d be able to say this, you finally feel at home. at home in the same way you do when you look at the moon, and it’s all you’ve ever wanted from life.

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#ooc | dash games. #ooc | headcanons.

[hinokvmi]

HATER & ANGST ANTHEMS — 3 songs that portray your muse’s negative side of life! Bitter, negative, sad, bad vibes. What songs portray the darker sides of your muse?

01. LAY DOWN - caravan palace " i get sick and i can't go to heaven oh, my soul is bound, can't be and i get sick and can't go to heaven oh, my soul is bound for hell "

02. OWNER OF A LONELY HEART - yes " prove yourself you are the move you make take your chances, win or loser see yourself you are the steps you take "

03. ADDICTED - marina city " heaven's not right i feel good but I am not fine don't know if I'll make it out alive that's a worry for another time ( another time ) "

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[yeonban]

Sobbing on main

#muse: shikanoin heizou. #* shikanoin heizou. / imagery. #Listen these are TOO cute for me not to post & save them (in the dead of night)... Heizou looks SO happy my beloved!!! #yk what might as well tag Thyme in this since we came up w the hc that they play TCG against each other together <3 #destinywoven #I... realize I need a tag for them also... S o o n

[viaetor]

ㅤㅤa gloved hand is extended to his friend-made-opponent in between sweat, huffs and a smile. ventus’ speediness was certainly hard to keep up with—especially from dawn ‘till nightfall. “good fight—you almost had me there.” he’s pretty sure ventus was the swiftest person he’s got the chance to spar with. that guy had to have wings on his feet! but he isn’t complaining. well, if you don’t consider his grumbling when the traveller finally sits down after helping his companion up, that is. okay, maybe he’s complaining a little bit. it comes with suppressed laughter, though, when he thinks that lumine would be cursing his friend for being so fast and hard to hit. and to think aether was the most agile between the two… teyvat really changed him.

ㅤㅤ“are you sure you aren’t a knight of favonius?”

@destinywovenㅤ/ㅤsurprise starter for ventus based on our plots. ♡

#destinywoven #❛ㅤ𓆩✦𓆪ㅤ:ㅤver i﹔ㅤㅤ/ㅤㅤof teyvat and lost wings. #HELLO THYME BOO !! #i wanted to write you something based on what we discussed abt aether and ventus so i hope this is okay <33 #lmk if u want anything changed mwah !

[halchron]

❝ it’s considered impolite not to give your all in a fight. ❞ miyuki + mei (pre final match? because of course mei would be intense about it!)

twilight princess // accepting

❝ like i'd go easy on you. ❞

if mei thought miyuki was going to give less than his best, he was sorely mistaken. both of them worked too hard and came too far to give up now. and if mei thought miyuki thought he'd go easy because they were close and someone's heart would be broken by the end of it, then he'd still be wrong. miyuki already felt that soul crushing defeat last year, he wouldn't let himself nor the team experience that again.

a smile grew on his lips, his serious expression dropping. he wouldn't let himself worry about anything else besides playing his best, and mei should do the same. pushing at the pitcher's shoulder gently with his fist, miyuki rolled his eyes before looking at him again.

❝ give your all too, alright ? you probably were, but i don't wanna see you get all soft out there. ❞

#destinywoven #thinking about mei crying by himself at the end of the match and I am not doing okay rn #it's okay though they'll make up and become a battery in college / when they're pro and all will be well #☾ ━ miyuki ( ic ).

[tarnishedtrust]

you KNOCK me out i fall apart . ❞ 

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#♚┊ ▎re ’ : can i show you what i’m proudest of ? ╱ promotion #pridedsun #poeticinjxstice #destinywoven #flamed #mcstlyvoid

[bellsplit]

WHAT  BRAND  OF  STUPID  ARE  YOU ?

———BASTARD STUPID.

swears are your language & crime is your profession.     your reason for doing just about anything is because you could,  no matter how stupid it was.     why did you set that fence on fire?     to watch it burn.     why did you put that bug in your mouth?     to see what it tastes like.     why did you teach that kid to say fuck?     it's funny.     keeping you around is like housing a cartoon villain but at least you know how to pick locks so that's a reason to let you stay.

TAGGED  BY. @chirirenge. TAGGING. @destinywoven. @fallesto ( for kyo. ). @tragidies ( you pick man idk ). YOU?

#` ❅ || ɪɴᴛʀᴏsᴘᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ʜᴇʟʟ. » ( DASH GAME. )

[whirling-fangs]

“Go rest, this isn’t up for debate.” / from Giyu!

Tired / Exhausted / Feeling Very Weak // accepting!

Oh, it was very much up for debate. Or at the very least, Inosuke would give it a try.

"No! I said I'm not tired, so I'm not tired! I've gotta keep training!"

So what if he'd reopened his stitches and ripped off all his bandages? It was all for the sake of becoming stronger. True strength wasn't obtained by sleeping it away. He had to keep beating more effort into his muscles, until he could no longer move at all.

"You can't stop me, half-half haori! If you want me to go to bed... you'll have to knock me out first! Fight me!!"

#destinywoven #[[he's the worst i'm so sorry giyuu :') ]]

[slayersaided]

types of people as birds.

sparrow.    innocence, big dreamer, waking up too early, walking home, being afraid of meeting new people, slim hands, always cold, reading a book under a tree, the smell of the forest, missing your home.

eagle.   independent, caring too much for others, sharp looks, walking in the city late at night, the tallest and more spectacular building, iron, being single and okay in a world that tells you that being single is bad.

swift.     falling in love easily and heavily, traveler, the infinity of the bluest sky, storms, broken smiles, forgetting people who used to be your beloved ones, feeling out of place, mistrusting people, a fleeting romance.

crow.     feeling as if you have seen so much and as if you know a lot, prejudgement, tight hugs that leave you breathless, a grey sky, serenity, intelligence, being left behind, chains, smoke, the pride of someone wise.

dove.      petals, jealousy, being tired of living with the same old faces, whispered secrets, marble, sundresses, white clothes, the first sunset of winter, pride in who you are, learning to get over someone.

seagull.     family, golden light, the sea murmuring in your ear, summer afternoons, caramel ice cream, collecting seashells and other things and calling them treasures, living breezy and carefree, swimming in sunlight.

canary.       artistic, getting excited easily, dancing and singing while you are alone, looking at your friends having fun, no phone, being afraid of judgement, spring, a meaningful gift, the first ray of sunlight.

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