“ Venti, Venti, Venti ..... We wouldn’t be having any divorce  if  you weren’t  such a useless bitch. “  Xiao  at  Venti during their marriage  counseling  with  yanfei  at  aether’s  sireneitea pot  2k20.  

Amphibia S1 Starters. / accepting!

@fatetm​​ asked:“…sensing something is wrong.” lumine @ paimon, if ya want?

@fatetm​ asked: ASSHHHHH, I LOVE YOU BIIITCH! YOUR TSUKASA IS SO GOOD AND SO AMAZING???? I LOVE HIM SM AND YOUR PORTRAYAL IS...SUPERB....not me squishing this lil bastard even tho he'll kill me BUT PFT. DOESN'T MATTER. ILUSM AND DON'T FORGET THAT

//   beep beep, how’s my portrayal ? 

YOU OUT HERE ABOUT TO FLUSTER ME, YOU KNOW THAT ? CURSE YOU FOR SAYING SUCH NICE THINGS. 

@fatetm​ said:  ⚠ idk, do one for xiao?

@fatetm​  ( xiao ) ///  slightly  plotted  starter?

Night  at  the   wangshu  Inn  had  turned  out  lively  compared  to  the  previous  night it had  seen, Natives   that   resides   near   the   said  place  had  ventured  out  to  see;  a  lone  bard  that  had  visited  the inn  to  listen  to  his   tales  of  stories  and  melodies  under   the  watch  of  the  moonlit.

Venti  was  nothing  but  pleased  at  the  pleas  of  the  children  of  Morax.  ‘ How  can  he  just  abandon  this  poor   people   who is  deprived  by  the  songs  of  the  wind? ‘  He thought  to  himself   as  he  happily  played tunes  with  his  lyre ,   basking  at  the  light  of  the  moon  as  venti  leaned  against  the  railings  of   wooden  veranda.   Fingers  delicately  strumming  at  the  string  of his  instruments,  as  he  sang  the   song  of  an  unknown  traveler  looking  for  his  sibling. 

“ Without a certain destination, I keep pursuing east,    My own shadow is the only company.     I carve the distant voice on my blank map    As I seek to whom it belongs to  “ 

Venti’s  soft   voice,  started  to  lurk  all  over  the  place,  as  his  tell-tale  melodies  of  the  outlander  that  saved   mondstadt and  liyue   was  told.  He  was  too  hyper  focused on  his  own  song  ,  that  the  wind  archon  had  failed  to  notice,  that  he  had  caught  someone’s  attention. 

“  We're destined to go around further, further without end    Trying to find the fragment of my herat, I keep wandering    Your singing voice soothes even my dried soul    I won't give up finding you    Whose smile has burned into my mind... “ 

With  a  final   strum  of  his  fingers,  the  tale  of  music  ended ;  replaced  by  cheers  & claps  of  the  watchers &   venti   smiled  happily  and  free-spiritedly,  eyes  wondering  around  the  crowd  that  surrounding  him,  that’s  when  he  spotted  ( or  rather )  sensed  a  familiar  soul ;  that  carries  something  that  is  part  of  him   ( of  course,  he  knew  everyone  who  he  had  given  his  vision. )    &  carries   something  from  Morax  as  well. 

Could it be?  Venti  had   thought  ( that  he  is  the  one  who  venti  was  sending  his  comforting  songs  of  the  wind ? ) ,  and  even  before  he  could  make  a move  to follow  him,  the  yashka  had  vanished to  hide  himself,  but  no one  can  hide  from  a  god,  let  alone  from  someone  like  venti.  Thus  this  turned  into  a  play  of  catching   a  mouse.

Before  even  the  unknown adepti,  reach  his  destination  which is  the  rooftop  of wangshu  inn,  Venti  was  already  there  carried  by  his  wind. 

Arms  playfully placed  on  his  own  hips,  as  he  started  to  reprimand  the  anemo vision holder.

     BUT, THEN AGAIN, the other traveler was clearly from líyuè–––– which she didn’t question, as they weren’t far from the harbor, but just about as close to it as amber would allow herself to get–––– &, whatever the mask may be, perhaps he knew the story behind it ( if there even was one & she wasn’t about to make a complete fool out of herself ).

      ❝ um–––– excuse me? ❞

     SHE FINALLY TURNED to face him fully, nodding her head at the mask she had been looking at just a moment before.

     ❝ that mask. where did you get it? ❞

@fatetm​ asked:  ❝ I think you should go. ❞ from xiao

          the   statement   freezes   him   in   place.   eyes   flicker   across   the   other’s   features,   and   he   steps   backwards,   one   foot   hesitating   quietly.  

          ❝   o   —   oh.   um.   ❞   fingers   grip   his   cloak,   gaze   flickering   toward   the   sky   as   birds   soar   into   the   unknown,   the   harsh   tone   making   his   breath   pause   for   a   moment.  

           Nose deep, traversing the wondrous realm of the book he’d procured earlier that morning, Xingqiu almost  missed  her. Yet a touch of purple caught within his peripheral garnered enough interest that he looked up, taking note of the young woman.

         Do his eyes deceive him?