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soon.....

#//immortal; (OOC)

[everlastiingiimmortals]

Jingliu.

Where does one even begin with her? Limitless swordswoman. Coldhearted and ruthless warrior. Insane traitor. All of these are true, perhaps, no less by her account, but Jing Yuan knows her best as beloved master.

He would never call her mother; by no means has she ever been deserving of that title, nor did he ever wish for her to be one to him, but it was she who took him in, ousted from his family estate and honorless after he marched out declaring his decision to join the Cloud Knights. It was she who gave him food, a bed and a roof over his head, space to finish his education and a place among the Knights' ranks. It was she who gave him a home.

They never grew close. Perhaps a result of both of their faults, Jingliu with her general aloofness and Jing Yuan with his respect, for despite all his mischief he was already selfless to a fault even when young, and dared not seek more than he already had. The Sword Champion of all people taking him in and teaching him was already a dream come true. It was enough. No matter how hard he was drilled, no matter how his muscles ached and how scolded he was by his healers after a particularly difficult lesson that ended in more than a few cuts and scrapes, it was more than enough. He was happy.

...But perhaps he did miss the comfort of a mother's embrace. Perhaps there was something more he wished for, beyond the drilling and slow-to-grow approval. If not a mother, maybe a friend. Baiheng was a warm support, certainly, but it wasn't nearly the same. With the loss of his parents, Jingliu became caretaker, mentor, and confidant all in one -- or she should have. Jing Yuan could never bring himself to fully confide in her at all. He could never ask for comfort from her. His insecurities, fears, doubts -- surely the woman he admired so deeply would react with disdain to such weaknesses, with her icy, distant perfection and mastery. If he could prove to her that he could overcome these weaknesses through action alone, he could prove it to himself too; he need not express them through words. (Perhaps this is why he's always had trouble expressing his desires, in every relationship he's had during and since.)

...But did he truly overcome those weaknesses? Did she find him weak in that final battle, that final lesson, since she survived? Should he have killed her? Could he have killed her? He doesn't know. Jingliu gave him the greatest gift she ever could; her time, her instruction, her home. Had he repaid her enough in that strike? He doesn't know that either. A thousand favors, a thousand strikes in return don't feel like they'd ever be enough for the gratitude and love he holds for her, or what she'd done for him.

In an endless night, there is nothing closer than the bright moon, always hanging in the sky. These words have been true of their relationship from the very beginning, and the yearning that comes with them as well. A yearning for closeness, an expression of pride, perhaps, at the very least acknowledgement. His biggest regret with Jingliu is never truly receiving that bond he desired. He never knew the way she spoke of him when he was not around, nor the way she viewed him as a shining star among the Cloud Knights. But her chapter in his life has long since been resolved; it is far too late for those reassurances now.

Is he content with what they had? As master and student? ...Yes. He'd say so. He'd like to think so. Still, he misses her deeply. The loss of Jingliu stings sharply, hurts differently than the loss of anyone else in the Quintet. In losing her he lost a teacher, a parent, a pillar. With the loss of her he truly was alone; there was no one to turn to, no one to ask for advice, and certainly no one to rely on but himself, her name swept away by the ravages of time and cruelty of forbidden history. So when the moon hangs overhead, bright and cold and distant, he raises a cup and dedicates a toast to her, to the memory that remains with him and him alone.

In memory of Jingliu, Sword Champion of the Luofu, master, leader, soldier...

...Friend.

#pushes this lovingly back out onto the dash

[everlastiingiimmortals]

on the one hand, i should sleep... on the other, what if i wrote a meta on y.ingxing like i did for jingliu.................

#//immortal; (OOC)

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what if i died. what if i laid down and screamed and sobbed. this is exactly what i've been SAYING this WHOLE TIME

#//immortal; (OOC) #ME WHEN I SAY HIS ENTIRE REASON FOR STAYING AS GENERAL FOR SO LONG WAS OUT OF SHEER LOVE #FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!! #THE ART BOOK VALIDATED ME SO FUCKING MUCH #WHEN IT SAYS HE IS GRAVE AND SHOULDERS HIS BURDEN YES YES YES #IM GONNA CRY

[everlastiingiimmortals]

that one g.enpact npc vs ratio

#//immortal; (OOC) #SORRY I'LL STOP CLOWNING SHEJSJFJ

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sunday should dread the day robin gets her hands on a gun, the only reason she hasn't is because she'd be unstoppable and she knows her power

#//immortal; (OOC) #pspspspspsps boothills pspspspspsps #my wife deserves a gunslinging companion

[everlastiingiimmortals]

WHAT

#hsr spoilers #AYO DONT PLAY W ME LIKE THIS I JUST WOKE UP #I THOUGHT THIS WAS ABT PENACONY!!!

[everlastiingiimmortals]

posting for posterity's sake bc the yearly report was cute

#//immortal; (OOC) #save tag

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there's something about AUs where the setting is the same but the character fundamentally changes because the factors driving their key developments in life are no longer applicable. i love those "what if xyz never happened/happened instead of abc" AUs so much. never let anyone tell you it's OOC because the biggest factor in personality development is environment. so long as you show the work of how you get from point A to point B it's excellent and i encourage this to be done more

#//immortal; (OOC) #hi i'm cooking on a thing for jing yuan

[everlastiingiimmortals]

abura soba >>>>

#//immortal; (OOC) #food #food tw

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as far as i'm concerned this is ratio's canon reaction to that new npc

#//immortal; (OOC) #genshin spoilers #I DONT GO HERE ANYMORE BUT LMAO????

[everlastiingiimmortals]

ive seen a lot of fanart of them lately...... 3 of them btw. if you even care

#CRIES WAIT THIS IS SO CUTE #THANK YOU OP #IP3 BELOVED!!!!!!!!! #//cogito ergo sum; (RATIO) #//moonlit mirror; (DEPICTION)

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when the door of his hotel room opens, aventurine's attention momentarily lapses from its current focus - beat dog always alert to whatever intrudes into his space. but, whatever tension briefly builds in his shoulders, is quick to dissipate as soon as he recognises the good doctor's telltale footsteps; focus returning to the activity at hand, that is to say, the glass of expensive whisky sitting on the coffee table, and the holographic notepad open before his eyes. not an unusual sight - except for the focused frown twisting a corner of his lips downwards, and the thick paper volume open in his lap, legs crossed on the sofa as aventurine labours away at... a natural sciences exercise?

now that would be an unusual sight.

and not one that anyone would believe to be true, were ratio to spread the tale elsewhere, so - aventurine doesn't budge, studious (and mildly frustrated; what does catabolic mean again?), and seemingly absorbed enough that avgin gaze almost seem to glow a new light. he will crack this quiz. just you watch.

Unprompted. Always accepting! | @apocryphis

Unusual indeed. Upon entering the room (his room, given how Aventurine had carelessly given his room away to the Trailblazer, and thus was effectively stranded until further arrangements could be made -- a difficult situation for the receptionists of the hotel, who were swamped with reservations normally, even without the disruption the Watchmaker's invitation brought), the first thing the doctor had opened his mouth to criticize was Aventurine's posture (sit properly, don't be so close to that hologram), only for his eyes to land on the book in the Stoneheart's lap.

...Huh.

A book. A legitimate one, at that. Not just any book, in fact, but one that he'd personally lent to the other upon hearing about his unfortunate lack of formal education.

How curious.

Ratio lingers by the entrance for a few heartbeats longer, carefully gauging Aventurine's focus. He hadn't missed how the shorter man's shoulders had tensed upon the sound of the door opening, though he hadn't broken his gaze from the task at hand. Aventurine hides it well, but under Ratio's meticulous eyes, the contrast between his constant tension and his current state is blatant. He's not quite comfortable (Ratio has a hard time attributing such an adjective to the Stoneheart in any aspect), but he seems... relaxed. He can say the same about very few of his students were they to be sitting with that exact textbook.

He can't recall ever seeing a look quite like the one currently on Aventurine's face before. Sure, the intense stare is almost always present, but the lack of flamboyant flair or misplaced confidence, the lack of consequence (aside from his own scolding -- not an uncommon outcome as it is) leaving nothing but competitive concentration in his eyes? That's new.

So the doctor opts to say nothing instead, drifting across the room as quietly as he can (close enough for him to take a peek at the problem Aventurine is gnawing on -- catabolic, relating to metabolic processes involving the breakdown of complex molecules into simpler ones and subsequent release of energy) to settle on the opposite end of the sofa and pull out his own book, content to leave Aventurine to his own devices until he got fed up enough at the exercise to stop.

It seems I've underestimated you once again, Gambler.

#//an answer sought; (ASK) #apocryphis #//everlasting; (IC) #//cogito ergo sum; (RATIO) #//will you stay awhile? / i fear when dawn arrives you'll be gone; (RATIO | AVENTURINE [apocryphis]) #YAYYYYYYYY I LOVED ANSWERING THIS UEUEUEUEUE #RATIO IMPRESSED? A TINY SMIDGE? SAY IT AINT SO...

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@shrineofprophecy replied to your post “"Put that stupid thing on my head again and the...”:

that's the one thing that will make you look better

"I do not recall the moment where I asked, Fool. I am quite happy with myself as it is."

#shrineofprophecy #//everlasting; (IC) #//cogito ergo sum; (RATIO)

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"Put that stupid thing on my head again and the hour you requested of me will be spent dismantling you limb from limb."

#//everlasting; (IC) #//cogito ergo sum; (RATIO) #//a glance across the universe; (DASH COMM) #syntheticslinger #STGIUHFDKSJLSAF GOD...

[everlastiingiimmortals]

我真的再也不想那样做了。

#//immortal; (OOC) #tbd. #CHINESE PRESENTATION OVER #BLEUGH #i will rot a little bit here i think before i go back to studying #:pensive:

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i'm in this post and i dont like it

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