𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒅.
𝑴𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖.
◇ Independent Portrayal of Ororon
◇ 18+
#GIRP #MVRP
"Here's to the hope that you can enjoy the holidays with the people you love. Merry Christmas."
“Why do I have to write so
many papers… why…?”
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[ #GenshinRP #GIRP #MVRP ]
"Hm... is this yours, sir?" Ayato asked, offering Kaveh his pen, "I saw it fall when you walked by."
@burstoflife.bsky.social
"Yomiya, thank you for being friends with my sister," Ayato replied, "She deserves to enjoy her life and be free, and you bring sunlight and joy to her."
@lightofkshahrewarr.bsky.social
"Your festive hat is quite cute, sir," Ayato replied, smiling lightly at Kaveh's Santa hat.
When Tighnari arrived, he would find the students safe but cowering, a man in Inazuman attire fighting off the monsters from the withering.
His movements were calculated and sharp, though he was having a bit of trouble figuring out how to purify the withering while also defend the students.
𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐮𝐡. . . ?
𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲. . .
◇ Independent portrayal of Kaveh
◇ Lit/Adv. Lit Writing
◇ 18+ Interactions | Mun is 21+
He offered a neatly furoshiki wrapped box, a gift from Inazuma, in return.
Inside was a painting, made by their finest artist with paint mixed from powdered Inazuman specialties.
"Please, accept this gift in return. I thank you again for meeting with me."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhongli, I am honored by your hospitality," he said, settling neatly into the seat. The tea and snacks were elegant and delicious, Ayato would take his time to savor them properly.
Ayato bowed respectfully, for he had heard of Mr. Zhongli and his importance to the community.
They said he was a man well versed in culture and history and as part of a cultural exchange between Inazuma and Liyue, there was no one better for Ayato to speak with.
Honestly, Ayato hadn't expected the answer to be yes. After all, this was a bar and unless alcoholic boba tea was a new trend, he hadn't expected to be served.
"My, what a pleasant surprise then," he smiled, "I suppose I just got lucky. Well then, one boba tea, large, please."
"Thankyou, it is nice and warm too," Ayato smiled, "Shall we test out how cozy they are under the kotatsu?"
"They do look like they are having fun," Ayato nodded, pulling on the sweater.
"There, how does it look on me?" he asked.
Ayato tried to keep his mouth from falling open, though he had to admit those sweaters were quite unique. He hummed.
"My, what an amazing find," he said, accepting the sweater, "... Who are these two gentlemen?"
⠀⠀⠀ ⚠︎ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ let, ⠀⠀⠀ engraved ⠀⠀⠀ ˒ ⛓️ ˓⠀⠀⠀ ⌖ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ names⠀⠀⠀ ec ┈ ho ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ⠀⠀⠀ ݁ ۪ 𓄼
"You know... when I think about it, it's a miracle that Ayaka and I didn't get sick back then..."
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✩♬ ₊˚. 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚 , 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫 ⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧
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@sabbathons.bsky.social
"Good luck on your journey, Mr. Sunday," Ayato smiled, perhaps an echo of a ghost or an old memory, "Take care."
@mythussfable.bsky.social
"You don't happen to serve boba tea, do you?" Ayato asked, standing by the bar.
« Oh, a new face?
Take a seat. You're exhausted, aren't you? »
#hsrrp ／ #honkaistarrailrp ／ #mvrp
//019 please?
He's enjoying some boba tea. He felt he deserved it after being so busy lately.
He sighed. It was bliss.
