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[inavagrant-a]

@gxrdenia​ | starter call

How curious. “Is there a particular reason why the sight of those two siblings has affected your mood Lumine?” Sensitive to his surroundings as always, usually such trivial matters aren’t things he graces with his attention, but they’re a peculiar case.

#gxrdenia #[ᴠᴇʀsᴇs]── HARBINGER. #[ɴᴏ. sɪx]── IC. #are you tired of me yet #just say ye s #AWRAXA NO BUT I HOPE THIS WORKS FOR A START! #if not lemme know and i have no problem changing it!

[skytraveled]

@gxrdenia​ said:

kaeya ENCOURAGES him to say fuck.

“Finally some good fucking encouragement”

#gxrdenia #;Aether it's 4am |SHITPOST| #(SDFGHJHGFD)

[urbanumviolentium]

“ if my eyes roll back any further in my head, i might actually lose them. ” - from aki

RANDOM SHIT || ACCEPTING

" I mean... I have two pairs underneath this mask, if you lose those you have I'm sure we can find a way lend you mine. " Violence adjusted his mask to align with the bottom pair of eyes. It feels really mean that the Public Safety knew that he had four eyes, and yet only accounted the mask for one pair, he's losing like 50% of his vision like this.

" You gotta cut them out really fast though, I get really, reaaaaally cranky without my mask. "

#gxrdenia

[glaceis]

@gxrdenia​​ said: “ just rest, i’m here. ” - albedo

        that dorm is too quiet. too lonely. terrors exist in every inch of it, in the darkness, whether he is asleep or not, which is why every moment of his free time is spent at some tavern. this time, it’d been too loud. too crowded. before he could consider the irony, he’d fled.

        he still keeps knives hidden on his person. like from before. even when under crepus’ roof, when he was a ragnvindr. he sleeps with his back to the far wall, facing the door. always facing the door. the windows are always locked. it’s not so easy for a scared animal to go back on its base instincts, so why were humans any different ? there’s not a day he lives without a constant, gnawing fear of everything falling apart. of dying. of confronting the past that he’d thought he’d outrun.

        albedo’s lab, however, feels like a doorway to another world. a microcosm. a bastardized khaenri’ah. it’s a facsimile of home in the same way the ragnvindrs had been for kaeya. just barely, the pressure lifts when he enters this place. but not enough. not enough for kaeya to let the smile drop from his face and to lose his faux arrogance. his breathing is shaky.

        “ i need nothing of the sort, chalk prince. can’t i simply wish to quench my boredom ? ” a tilt of his head, a crinkling of his visible eye in amusement. chalk prince, yes. and kaeya, the last hope of khaenri’ah, the nation’s own heir. funny it is, how this land of gods makes those with or without royal blood into princes. a great equalizer, teyvat is, when any can earn their favor. the gods looked upon him and albedo and deemed them both worthy of their power, after all. then why weren’t the rest of my people offered the same ... ? just because they lived outside of the seven’s jurisdiction, doesn’t mean they deserved ...

        he shifts his weight, dispelling those thoughts with the motion. they’re no more his people than the mondstadters are.

        “ don’t let me interrupt you. i’m just here to watch you work --- surely you’ve come up with some new gadget in the day or two since i was here last ? ”

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[pyrodigy]

@gxrdenia (lisa) || for a midsummer starter

     ❝ I believe that can wait, no ? ❞ Having seen Dvalin fly by the archipelago once more implied more Mondstadters might be inbound, and so Diluc had wasted no time scouting the nearest island. Indeed, he eventually located a familiar librarian among the tropical setting, who seemed to be curiously inspecting the local flora. He’s observing from a distance, his arms crossed and brow arched with amused interest. ❝ Unless you solely came here for research purposes,  although even then, I hope you’ll grace the others with your presence. ❞ 

#gxrdenia #⌜ ic ⌟ #i just decided lisa gets to come and she left eula in charge or smth #im reuniting the og four #as a treat

[tartabinger]

@gxrdenia​ sent: Laying on the ground panting, Lumine stares up at the ceiling of the golden house. Their usual tussle had been a bit rough this week, she couldn't say that either of them had won, considering they both looked pretty bad. She sat up after a moment, groaning as she looked at the Fatui, gently tapping his leg with her foot. "I didn't kill you did I" She asked, wincing at the movement after laughing softly. 

Their fight that day had been rather brutal, bringing a smile to the Harbinger’s face. It was clear evidence of them both getting stronger and he wouldn’t have it any other way, even if they’re now being overpowered by gravity. He’d be lying i he said he wasn’t proud.

Childe closes his eyes and tilts his head back as he focuses on reigning in his breathing. An idea springs in his mind as Lumine nudges his leg and asks her question; he turns his head towards her and sticks his tongue out with a soft “ugh”. He’s unable to keep up the ruse however and he smiles, feeling amused by his little prank, before blinking open his eyes and meeting her gaze.

“I’m harder to kill than that, girlie,” he replies with a soft laugh of his own. “The floor is pretty comfortable though.” Looking back to the ceiling, he takes casual stock of himself; he seems alright bar the superficial wounds, bruises and the aches and exhaustion permeating through his body - no doubt thanks to his use of the Foul Legacy Transformation.

Groaning as he goes, Childe also pushes himself into a sitting position and continues in his efforts to bring normalcy back to his breathing instead of panting. He can already tell he’s got a good long sleep waiting for him once he’s patched up. Dull eyes glance over to take a proper look at Lumine and he smiles.

“That was a good battle,” he shifts to his knees in preparation to stand up, “but you’re not looking so hot, yourself. Allow me to invite you to my temporary residence; I have medical supplies and we can order food in if you would like.”

#gxrdenia #Ask #IC #Interactions #shock of the day: Childe can be nice

[tletica]

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↳ @gxrdenia​​ said: "Murdering a gay person is homophobic. How could you do this during pride month, Satoru." / geto suguru

“ it’s not homophobic if we’re both gay, suguru! ”

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[benevolenceborn]

Crush // @gxrdenia​ sent:

how much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it’s some kind of murder? - from lumine

A heavy question, and not one Ganyu had expected from the wayward Traveler. Then again, Paimon was usually with them... and to say that the fairy-like being spoke enough for the both of them was an understatement. Alone, Lumine might be more willing to speak, and speak they did. The Qilin wasn’t sure what had prompted such a thought, but it was one that resonated with her... For however many thousands of years she had lived, she had certainly undergone many a metamorphosis. From that innocent villager, to a traumatized war veteran, to the gentle secretary everyone knew her as now... Ganyu was no stranger to change. 

She wasn’t sure how to answer. Was she the same person now that she was before the war? What about during it? Even in the years after the Archon War, Ganyu had changed drastically... All she knew was that such existential wonderings were... difficult. Lumine must have felt very anxious indeed to voice such thoughts, and so the Qilin reached out, gently resting a hand upon the Traveler’s own. Her voice was soft and sweet as always, even as concern caused it to tremble, “I’ve wondered that myself...  I try to be satisfied with who I am now, even if it’s different than who I was yesterday. And tomorrow, I’ll try again. That’s all we really can do, isn’t it..? You’ll still be my friend even if we’re different people tomorrow. You’ll still be Lumine to me. And I hope I’ll still be Ganyu to you.”

#supportive goatfriend is here... bless- #gxrdenia #╯✧╭ 𝕢𝕚𝕩𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 ⊧ 𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕟

[inavagrant-a]

@gxrdenia​ said:  “  i don’t think you can solve all your problems by throwing a few punches  ” - From Lumine !

“Your powers of observation continue to serve you well, Lumine” he chuckles and looks over his shoulder towards them. “I’m not going to punch anybody, don’t worry your pretty little head over it.” The harbinger has many different manners to settle his affairs, not all end in violence; contrarary to the rumors that may go about concerning him and his methods. The most popular of the bunch being his torterous methods, but those are fleeting methods he does not go to very often less his patience is thin and tolerance is beyond nonexistent to whoever the one he’ll be dealing with may be. “Besides dear, who said I have any problems at all?” He humors their word choice. The truth is many, but the truth is none of their concern, nobody’s in fact aside from his. “They’re just minor inconviniences on the road, it’s nothing to get anxious about.” Or so he says, eyes focusing ahead and looking at these minor inconviniences. Treasure Hoarders who’ve somehow overtaken a Fatui camp that he wasn’t specifically appointed to—the Skirmisher can only assume they were newly appointed scouts for how does those from the Fatui lose their camp to a bunch of lifeless thieves. 

“... That’s what the lightning is here for.” It’s like his voice is the cue the clouds above were waiting for. Thunder roars, a growling predator closing in on its target, his smile’s presence just as loud and instant as the purple lightning that begins to come down from above and to the abandoned-overtaken Fatui camp, striking a few unsuspecting thieves while those who’ve become aware of the danger begin to scurry about and away from the lightning storm who’s focal point isn’t so grand. The only evidence that Scaramouche has anything to do with what’s transpiring is the purple gleam his eyes are eminating, the catalyst leeching off his elemental energy floating by his side, and the satisfied and entertained smile on his face. “The thunder... such a beautiful tune.” He says quietly, more to himself, with closed eyes. The catalyst floating by his side ceases its activity, no longer helping the harbinger manifest his elemental energy and firmly control it, ceasing his attack now that the camp is secured once more. When he opens his eyes that purple shade that ghosted over his eyes is no more. “There,” looking back at Lumine he motions forward with his hand, “shall we?”

prompt.

#gxrdenia #[ᴍɪsᴄ]── ASKS. #[ɴᴏ. sɪx]── IC. #scara: nobody's going to get hurt- #*THUNDER BOLTS AND LIGHTNING VERY VERY FRIGHTEN-* #scara: that was technically no t me #AWRAXA IDK I HOPE THIS IS OKAY! #thanks for the ask i appreciate it!

[skytraveled]

A loud groan comes from Lumine as their brother leaves their room without closing the door. Eyes narrow as they get up, storming towards the entryway. They throw a shoe at him. Before closing the door as it should have been.

He entered with no real reason. Nothing to ask and nothing to tell. Though he stood there for a several moment, no words leaving his lips. He just stared, unblinking before inevitably letting out a snort and a quick laugh. Aether turned on his heels, leaving their room, and of course the door open, his laughter growing in volume as he herd his dear sibling stomping closer.  “I’m sorry I’m sorry!” he said in-between laughs, but they were cut short by a shoe to his head. “Ow hey!” His mood shifts and he’s picking up the shoe. This is WAR.

#gxrdenia #;letters |ASK| #(tHEY GONNA THROW HANDS)

[glaceis]

@gxrdenia​ said: “ we all have sins to pay penance for. ” - lisa

        conversations, they’re much like a dance. a push and pull, and he very much enjoys taking the lead, even when he appears to be playing a more passive part. it was meant to sidestep situations like this. usually, he cares little for how things go, so long as everything falls into place --- how he’d prefer it to --- in the end. but this is too specific, as if his partner has caught a concealed stumble, as if he’d made a misstep, and she’s trying to take control.

        they’re friends, he and lisa, though the last person who became privy to his sins nearly killed him before he’d even finished his tale.

        “ for sure, ” he begins, sparing the witch a crooked grin. “ and mine are innumerable. what else can be said for one who fraternizes with bandits and thieves ? ” deft fingers twirl the wine glass about the stem. it’d been a peace offering, supposedly --- or would a bribe be a more sufficient term ? “ i do wonder what it is that stains miss lisa’s hands ? perhaps the likes of albert and those who fail to return their books on time have an idea, mm ? ”

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[skytraveled]

@gxrdenia​ said:

"here is a fun challenge. say fuck as many times as possible in front of any knight."

“I don’t think we need to go that far.”

#;Aether it's 4am |SHITPOST| #(iM CRYING)

[inavagrant-a]

@gxrdenia replied to your post:

"para que se les quite" HUJKLSDFHGD DEJALA EN PAZ!! she's doing her best

Scaramouche frente las paredes de la ciudad: Habre la puTA PUERTA BRUJA. Lisa, tranquila desde arriba, tomandose su te: Vete a la chingada enano.  Scaramouche: Hija de su pinche mad-

#[ᴍɪsᴄ]── OOC. #ME RIO DE LA RISA AWRAXAWRAXA #PAYASO BIEN ECHO #I LOVE LIS A SO MUCH OKAY