#wanmins

THIS IS NOT the first time xiangling’s tried something like this. this is far from the first time she’s tried something like this, actually. to her credit, though, this time is much more passable.

LEONA DOESN’T END up in the cafeteria a lot, but this seems to be an occurrence every time he does. so this isn’t the first time, and he’s instantly suspicious because of it — he picks one of the buns up and sniffs it, green eyes narrow as he glances at her from the corners of them. “ and you actually put pork in ‘em this time?? ” he’s got his doubts, but the smell of peppers overrides everything else he would be able to detect of meat. 

oh, what the hell.

        AT THE RISK OF SOUNDING LIKE A SPOILT RICH CHILD ( they are a prince in name alone, there is no luxuries nor splendor in a kingdom torn asunder by the cataclysm, dismantled by the gods themselves / the immense riches that the ragnvindr clan presented him with on his half—hearted assimilation had been a shock to their system and nowadays they live frugally, excessive drinking aside ) he can’t help but enjoy it when people cook for him. he’s DECENT ENOUGH with cooking, yes, but it detracts from what limited time they have in the day all the same / and it doesn’t look even half so interesting nor smell so good when they cook. not to mention : the dinnertime entertainment.

        xiangling is quite the companion, thus far ——— kaeya certainly isn’t BORED / bemused, even, forever the frost drawn to the destructive nature of the sun.

        this is a rumor that he’s at least dimly aware of ——— there isn’t a rumor adjacent to mondstadt that he isn’t at least SOMEWHAT knowledgeable of, particularly when they pertain to the ragnvindr clan, though this is the first time that he’s hearing it firsthand. or second hand, as it were / likely because his lovely dinner company for the evening isn’t aware of the fact that HE is ——— not a ragnvindr but ( ... ) close to the family. what remains.

        ( here is the truth, if you care to hear : KAEYA IS A RAGNVINDR IN ALL BUT NAME / and that had been offered to them, too. he remembers it well he remembers everything everything remembers crepus crouching in front of him and offering his name, offering the name of his forebears and the name of diluc, to make kaeya truly and at last a ragnvindr. after all, they had been adopted and crepus had been their caretaker and IT MADE SENSE, DIDN’T IT? didn’t it?

        kaeya alberich he remained / and kaeya alberich is who sits before xiangling today. what a treat, truly ——— the third version, or thereabouts. )

        he starts grinning at the mention of that old winery and outright laughing when she says that the old man BRICKED ONE OF HIS SERVANTS / not bothering to stifle the noise nor alter it in any way, instead laughing openly, leaning back from where he had seated himself on a felled tree well on its way to becoming simply a log, highly enjoying this abrupt turn of subject.

        oh if only he could see diluc’s face right at this moment, overhearing this absurd rumor. as if diluc would brick a servant into the cellar ——— no, no, he had burnt a member of the FATUI to a crisp in the cellar. much more dramatic, far more in line with intrigue.

       ❝ xingqiu and hu tao are quite knowledgeable ——— did you know that they unbricked the cellar some months later to bury the body right where it laid? they say that a certain unique vintage marks the grave of the unlucky soul, ❞ they deliver the words with an utter lack of brevity and with laughter ringing in his voice / perhaps they shouldn’t be encouraging this, but could you truly blame him? he couldn’t just pass this opportunity up, not when he could add to the TALL TALES. ❝ the master of the house is terribly stuffy and dull, anyways, though if you’re especially curious about trying the wares of the dawn winery i may be able to get a bottle or two for you. ❞

        what? isn’t it the duty of the younger brother to incessantly bother the older brother whenever possible? THEY’RE GIVING DILUC THEIR BUSINESS, surely that more than makes up for it ( it doesn’t it doesn’t it never will. )

rare does barbatos ever shift back to its original form. it likes being human or well...human passing despite all the complication wearing its friend’s face brings. but sometimes it’s nice to return back to its more lightweight form. this way it is more one with the wind, the way it was always meant to be. 

“Do you really think so? Hmmm ...”

There’s an endearing smile that captures Keqing’s lips as she looks up from her paperwork, gaze softening as it meets the younger girl’s. Xiangling’s heart had always been a monster of tenderness — soft and well-meaning, yet unorthodox — sometimes whelming — in expressing that. 

Not that Keqing ever minded ... or at least, not for quite some time now. Sure, she may have misjudged her at first blush, turning the other cheek at the thought of indulging slime-coated anything, but it’s usually only that first leap of faith that’s difficult to land. After that, it’s easier to free yourself; you aren’t so worried about being a flight risk.

The Yuheng rises from her chair and sees herself to her office’s lounge. She then settles into the couch Xiangling occupied — right beside her, within arm’s reach.

“Why imagine a world like that when we could make it a reality?” Her smile loosens more prominently as she takes the other’s hands in hers. “We both know that happiness doesn’t come as easily for some of the very people we’re close to ... but if there’s any way for us to expedite that process, we may as well, right?” Keqing interlocks their fingers. “If love is real, let’s be the ones to prove it.”

        “ it’s dangerous out here, you know, ” he says with a smile, eyes so much like another - such - traveler’s, if not softer, that surely his concern must be believable. genuine, even. the abyssal prince leaps from his perch atop the domain’s entrance, bending a bit at the hip and sparing the other a wave. “ i ran into a few ruin guards a bit of a way’s back. ”

@eidxlon​ sent: 😈 bruh awooga. xiao's 5'2" @windborne-traveler​​ sent: 😈 5'4. And I'm guessing he's like....9 feet, 6 inches? @wanmins​ sent: 😈 xiangling is 4’11” 😔 @rhymingstar​ sent: 😈 5ft 1in

Send 😈 + your muse’s height and I’ll compare it to the height of Childe’s Foul Legacy transformation

unpopular onions fresh from rain!     /     accepting.

this has been on my mind for a while, but i think there’s a real problem in the rpc with being afraid to sb / block.  the reason this has been on my mind is that i’ve had a few instances, here and elsewhere, where someone’s clearly taken issue with how i run things / not wanted to honor my boundaries / etc., all of which is absolutely fine, but instead of blocking they’ve done little backflips to both remain mutuals and make it clear they dont like me / won’t honor my boundaries.  you don’t get to have both!!  and it just ends up feeling like you don’t want to block me even tho u don’t like me / you want to force me to block you first.  which i will!