#xveraciity

         “Seems you’ve grown oh so accustomed to your life within Sumeru, little girl...~” The harbinger mused, walking about the Sumeru academy library before leaning on the railing, looking down at her with a smile.

                                                Abomination...

incorrect quotes . | accepting .

Kazuha: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming Cyno: Does anyone in this godforsaken group ever think before they speak

                 “Oh look at that. it can swim~”

       Sandrone hummed and leaned over the railing of the closest bridge, watching him wander Fontaine with a smile- it had been a while since their last encounter so to say she was surprised he survived was an understatement.

@xveraciity​ / Pocky Day / Not Accepting

(Cyno, just gonna casually dump a whole assortment in his lap and staaaaare Aether down with like one stick in his mouth. Is this also his Pocky Game? We may never know. He's just staring. Again. ) 🍫❤️?

“Hey Cyno, whatcha g- oh.” The traveler barely had a moment to squeeze in a greeting before his lap was filled with a vast collection of various flavors of... Pocky? Where did the other even get all of these - some of them were the more common flavors: strawberry, the ever present chocolate, and cookies and cream; but others truly were outside of his scope of knowledge. Truthfully, he wasn’t even sure if some of these were even sold in Inazuma, though a quick glance at the characters written on the one simply named ‘Tasty’ might prove him otherwise. 

All the while, Cyno seemed to be busying himself with something outside of Aether’s currently downward directly vision. Once he recovered (somewhat, there really were some truly weird flavors on his lap right now), he was met with the sight of the other staring at him somewhat expectantly. 

( &. ABYSMAL PRINCESS ㅡ "Dainsleif…" She recalled a time where she used to call out his name with endearment in her voice, a shining sun in her eyes whenever she looked to him. There was no mistaking the history they shared together, as traveling companions. And maybe it was one-sided, who knows, but she used to think of him as a friend. Lumine missed those days, but rather than wallowing in the melancholy of a time where she was weak, she used it as fuel to pave the road for her. Used her bitterness as a reminder of why she stood before him now, as an enemy.

The sun was robbed from her eyes, that once used to challenge its shine. The Princess stood under the protection of the forest trees and the shadows of the cliffs, shielding her from the brightness that was now too much for her to handle; being in the abyss, filled with darkness and an extreme lack of light, makes one sensitive to its rays, after all.

                 Iesha was quiet, nodding and hiding her face in his shoulder- she didn’t mind being carried... especially after that run-in with Dottore. Now all she wanted to do was sleep...

           “‘s okay...” She mumbled, closing her eyes after a second and exhaling, “...i’m just tired and ready to go home... D’ya know where the temple is...?” She yawned and shifted to get comfortable.

     “did we lose ‘em...? I tried to put...” Another yawn, “A wall of roses between us and them...” She let her eyes open a little, glancing to Cyno as her arms just tightened just a bit holding onto him.

          Kusanali just looked down, it was her fault all of this was happening- she slipped up, she let her people down and now things were just going south...

    “...You don’t have to be.”

          Oh her loyal friends, the people she met through the traveler, she didn’t deserve them- such a foolish and cowardly archon she was. But she didn’t want to fight, she didn’t want to hurt her people anymore...

            “I- I’m sorry, Miss Frances...” She rubbed at her eyes and glanced up at her after a moment- trying SO hard not to cry. She was a kid....but she didn’t want to act like it. She couldn’t- Kusanali WAS their Archon, she couldn’t be.