#helloo~

The tavern was surprisingly big.

All buildings in Sumeru were quite larger than the buildings in Mondstadt city- where houses and hotels were tall, but not quite as full of space as the places he was seeing here were. His knowledge of this topic was minimal at best- the last time he'd come here was years ago, but never into the main city itself. At least, not with the guards noticing his presence. But one thing had stood out then.

The Akashas, which were now gone. Not that it mattered to him...

He stares at the decorations, tilting his head up and then towards some pots, expression unreadable as he wondered if that gaudy thing in the main hall of his home would fit a place like this. Head filled with thoughts, he didn't see another person moving towards him, and only when they get close...

Crash!

"I can't say the same for you. There's more to life than having to shave your chest every single day in order to wear the suit the way you do. Take some pride in your appearance which also reflects on your job."

Flicks three extra buttons that always come with his collared shirts at him. They bounce effortlessly off the bare chest.

@yeonban​ sent:

© - put a hand on jin ling's back to steer him somewhere / jgy!

MANHANDLING SYMBOL STARTERS

Every time he met a certain group of disciples on the way to the training fields, Jin Ling listened to their mocking words. It wasn't a gesture of friendship, words hit hard and it stung despite having heard most of them over and over again. But this time it was different. They were coming toward him with their sardonic grins, waving at him, ready to test his temper once again. Jin Ling couldn’t recall what happened, the group of disciples had to pull him off of their leader.

He wasn’t supposed to give in to his anger, instead he should be trying to get along with others but it was so hard. When they had finally pulled him off of the other teen, Jin Ling was about to jump at him again. What stopped him was the feeling of a hand on his back. It didn’t grab onto him forcefully, instead it was gentle but it was all he needed not to give into his anger more than he had already done. While the others seemed to scatter, he only turned around with a mix of frustration, hurt and confusion in his eyes.

Meme {🌸} — @cxnsolatio​

PRE - ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME .

send a ♡ and i’ll fill this out for our muses !  i’ll bold what i want for their relationship,italic what i could see and strike out what i don’t.

FRIENDS. childhood friends  /  work friends  /  family friends  /  recently friends  /  turning antagonistic  /  turning into something romantic  /  stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance / pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other.

ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  /  unrequited from my muses side  /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other.

FAMILIAL BOND. sibling bond  /  older sibling figure to your muse  /  younger sibling figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  parental figure to my muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal  guardian  /  other.

ENEMIES. dangerous to themselves  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  / passionate  / rivals  /  petty  /  developing into a sexual tension  /  developing into a romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of circumstance  /  based of professional matters  / based of misunderstandings or lies / other

After the so-called Pure Vessel failed at restricting her completely, the Radiance started to break the minds of bugs through their dreams, the process resulting into an infection when her whispers and orders became too much, when resisiting the light that flooded their sight became impossible and they willingly abandoned themselves to its bliss. The most part of the victims was easy to corrupt; they remembered how warming and powerful her rays were, but they realized that truth too late for their own safety. Some of them still succeeded in rejecting them, continuously ignoring her call and turning their back to the shimmer in their dreams, but never truly escaping from the looming threat.

Very few beings, on the other hand, embraced that light with glee. One of them adopted the name of Prophet; it instructed his minions to accept the Radiance, taught them about who she was and the reasons of her superiority when compared to that fool of a King. And still, his fervor was completely wasted on other traitors… the infection would have taken over them soon, and she would do nothing to stop it other than grant him the blessing he wished for, for as long as his body resisted.

At some point, however, something unexpected happened. Another Vessel rose from the darkness; a daughter of Wyrm. Her wish to dream of the Old Light surpassed the simple curiosity of everyone else… it was more like an obsession, actually. The goddess was suspicious at first. The core of her being was made of Void. Her creation was the symbol of a declaration of war. She couldn’t know if her wish was alimented by hostility and fury or not. Still, it persisted in time…

She aknowledged it at last. As the creature fell asleep, a cone of warm light opened from above: an invitation to ascend to her corner of dream world. None of them knew what exactly awaited them, but they were certainly going to find out very soon.