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EMOTIONALLY CHARGED SENTENCES STARTERS

❝  i need you.  don’t you get that?  ❞

❝  i’m right here.  i’m always here right in front of you but you never see me!  ❞

❝  you’re my person.  ❞

❝  no,  i don’t wanna have to talk to anyone else right now.  i just want you.  ❞

❝  i know you’re busy and i don’t want to bother you i just—  can i just sit here with you while you work?  ❞

❝  are we okay?  ❞

❝  honestly,  i’m always there.  in my head.  the scars on my body might’ve healed but i never really walked away from it.  ❞

❝  do you want me to make the others leave?  or we could go,  get some fresh air.   ❞

❝  look i’m not coddling you,  i’m just trying to help.  i wanna take care of you cause i,  you know— care about you.  ❞

❝  alright,  here’s your coffee.  are you ready to talk or should i find something to ramble about for a few minutes?  ❞

❝  eventually,  you just gotta learn to let go of the past.  it’s always gonna hurt,  but you can choose when to start focusing on something other than the pain.  ❞

❝  hey,  just breathe.  look at me— look at me.  in and out.  breathe with me okay?  ❞

❝  keep your eyes on me—  just focus on me.  we’re gonna be okay.  ❞

❝  no,  i’m not okay.  nothing is okay.  it never is.  but that’s just how i function most days.  so i’ll be fine.  ❞

❝  i’m not gonna pretend anymore.  i’m still fucked up from it all and i don’t know when it gets better.  ❞

❝  if you keep waiting until you’re done ‘working on yourself’ before you let yourself be with the person you love,  you’re never gonna be with them.  and they’ll find someone else who is brave enough to give them a chance to love them exactly how they already are.  ❞

❝  why do you stick around?  what is it you think you see in me?  ❞

❝  not everything needs an explanation.  i care about you.  i don’t have to sit here and figure out why.  i just do.  so maybe you should try just accepting it too.  ❞

❝  i don’t need your permission to fall in love with you.  you don’t gotta love me back,  but it isn’t gonna stop me from being here when you need someone.  ❞

❝  you love me too much.  i know how that sounds but—  fucking hell.  you shouldn’t care that much about someone like me.  ❞

❝  i don’t care if loving you hurts me.  the world already has enough pain to dole out for no reason,  at least i’ll have gotten these scars from something beautiful.  ❞

❝  if people can hate for no reason,  than i can love for no reason too.  ❞

❝  one day you’re gonna need me and i’m not gonna be there to fix it.  ❞

❝  no,  i can’t fix everything for you this time.  it’s your mess.  clean it up.  ❞

❝  i dunno who taught you that love comes with conditions and limitations,  but mine doesn’t.  not when it’s you.  ❞

❝  i don’t know how to ask for help i just— i’ve never had anyone to ask for help from before.  so…this is me trying i guess.  i need it and i’m afraid to ask for it.  that’s the best i can do.  ❞

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watches his wife happily. what is she up to?

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❝ i will love you without any strings attached. ❞ (from menogias ;D)

There is a beat of silence, the yaksha's earnest tone stilling his words as Osial stares at him. About his head the serpentine shapes writhe, a sign of emotion brewing within, though what it is unclear. Agitation is exempt alone, for they curl and twist together rather than outwardly towards the source of anger, but beyond that there's no indication. Then his gaze averts and a deep purple dusts across the ancient god's watery skin, there for but a moment, before it is washed away, his throat moving as he swallows.

"You are a fiend, you ought not wield words as easily as you twist those needles and threads." His words are accusatory yet lack any actual heat as his tongue presses against his teeth and he mulls over the words that are offered. The companionship between them has been more frequent as of late, those skims of fingers across skin a terrible tease that sent shudders down his body. When he recounted them to Beisht, she had laughed at his ignorance, teased him for not realising their deliberate nature. Now he sees she rings true. Again.

"I will love you as the sea loves the shore," he responds in kind, though whether he means for its tempestial nature of arriving and returning or for its persistence even when sent away he does not explain. He leave that to Menogias to fathom. "Sly geo creature that you are, using your work as an excuse to touch..." He exposes the action for what it was but there is no beration in his tone, rather an approving smirk that curls comfortably on lips. Had he but asked outright, he would have permitted him anyway.

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❛ in spite of everything, you’re still you. ❜ + ❛ what on earth… have i become? ❜ combined, from neuvillette!

A lazy tip of the head returns the ancient god's heavy gaze upon the Iudex, an amused smile curling at the corner of his mouth, despite the emotion of the statement given. He ought consider it a compliment, that after so many years he is recognisable, unchanged at heart from the brash, emotive creature he always was, but there is a voice that reminds him he is little more than a creature of habit, outdated in this current world. A being of a time long since eroded, trapped in a world that no longer belongs to his kind.

"Oh, I would not judge yourself upon my standards, Neuvillette..." he murmurs, one hand stretching out to beckon the other to join him in his perch. He has found Fontaine a soothing nation, one that lessens the thrum of anger within him. He knows not if it is simply the expanses of water, or the one in control of it, but either way he likes to linger when he can have to excuse. Perching upon one of the benches that over look the glistening blue, the kingdom that these humans will never know as well as them, and letting the soothing sound lull his being into ease.

"You are what you needed to be for the time you needed to be it. Would you have traded our positions?" He scoffs after, for there is no one who would have taken his position. To be pinned beneath the waves within his own realm was insult enough, under the weight of Morx's spears that left him only able to churn the seas in a storm's tempest, it was galling. He was shackled, restrained, and left to rot. Had the Harbinger not been audacious enough to summon him, he would likely still be there. The scars across his back will remain testament to that time.

"Have you diminished yourself, perhaps..." That sharp tongue does not hold back as he muses aloud and yet, though cutting it is not fraught with intention to insult. "But you see what has happened to those of us who refused to conform. You kept us alive, gave us hope and now you can find your way between worlds..." And guide those of us too stubborn to change. "You are still the creature I knew, no matter what form you take. Are you not a being of hydro? It is in your very nature to change and craft your vessel, your entire being to fit the container needed, to be what is required. That is the beauty of our element." One he had forgotten.

He waits then letting it sink in, before audacious fingers curl beneath the sovereign's chin, guiding their gazes to meet. "In spite of everything, you are still you. No matter how distant you feel. The truth lies within the pulse of the waves and the beat of the tides. Nothing can take that from you." His touch is gone then and his gaze returns to the sea before them, a content smile sitting upon his face. It is not much of a pep talk, Beisht was always better than he at such things, but it is crafted to make the other think. He can only hope it is taken as intended, but he will weather the storm if it is not.

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waving if you see this. I'm having a little clear up here, and resetting a few things starting with a clear up of the follows list and later a re-write of my verse pages + connection pages to make them clearer / ensure they are up to date. I'm currently still debating if I want to scrap all drafts and start again with just the inbox or if I'm going to see what I can write but I'll say either way when I decide.

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* 𝚂𝙻𝙴𝙴𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝚃 𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃 ( 𝚂𝙾𝙵𝚃 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽 ) 𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂.

taken from the bands’ various songs,   but with a twist:    a lot of it are soft sentence starters meant for those quiet or glaringly tender moments.     nothing belongs to me.     feel free to change any pronouns or sentence structure according to your muse’s preferences.

❝   the world is brighter than the sun now that you’re here.    ❞

❝   you are loved, you are loved more than you know.   ❞

❝   i’ll give you everything i have, i’ll teach you everything i know.   ❞

❝   i will always hold you close, but i will learn to let you go.    ❞

❝   i will soften every edge, I’ll hold the world to its best.   ❞

❝   you taught me the courage of stars before you left.   ❞

❝   how rare and beautiful it is to even exist.   ❞

❝   sweetheart, you look a little tired. when did you last ate?   ❞

❝   it’s okay if you can’t catch your breath; you can take the oxygen straight out of my own chest.   ❞

❝   just wanna build you up till you’re good as new.   ❞

❝   with every heartbeat i have left, i will defend your every breath.    ❞

❝   i promise i’ll do better.   ❞

❝   your heart is far too young to realise the unimaginable light you hold inside.   ❞

❝   come in and make yourself at home. stay as long as you need.   ❞

❝   no, i don’t wanna talk about myself - tell me where it hurts.   ❞

❝   i just wanna love you well.   ❞

❝   i’d give anything to hear you say it one more time that the universe was made just to be seen by my eyes.   ❞

❝   i will rearrange the stars, pull them down to where you are.   ❞

❝   i will love you without any strings attached.   ❞

❝   i finally see myself—unabridged and overwhelmed, a mess of a story i’m ashamed to tell—but i’m slowly learning how to break this spell.   ❞

❝   make my messes matter.   ❞

❝   tell me if something’s wrong - you can count on me.  ❞

❝   we were full of life, we could barely hold it in.   ❞

❝   time is ruthless but showed us kindness in the end.   ❞

❝   we find our way back home.   ❞

❝   i wanna love you but i don’t know how.  ❞

❝   for the first time i see an image of my brokenness utterly worthy of love.   ❞

❝   you know i’ll take my heart and clean apart, if it helps yours beat.    ❞

❝   we will call this place our home.   ❞

❝   it’s okay if you can’t find the words; let me take your coat off and these weight off your shoulders.   ❞

❝   let our hearts, like doors, open wide.   ❞

❝   i will love you with every single thing i have.   ❞

❝   what a privilege it is to love.   ❞

❝   a little broken, a little new. we are the impact and the glue. capable more than we know to call this fixer upper home.   ❞

❝   let the years we’re here be kind.   ❞

❝   there is goodness in the heart of every broken man.   ❞

❝   we’re young enough to try to build a better life.   ❞

❝   i rebuild when I break down.   ❞

❝   don’t you worry, there’s still time.   ❞

❝   i’m short of breath standing next to you   ❞

❝   you are beautiful like I’ve never seen.   ❞

❝   goodnight, it is time to sleep. the moon will watch over all of your dreams.   ❞

❝   go ahead and laugh, even if it hurts.   ❞

❝   you’re enough. i promise you.   ❞

❝   oh, let me be right.   ❞

❝   we are infinite.   ❞

❝   we may fall in love every time we open up our eyes.   ❞

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quotes that broke me starters

feel free to adjust pronouns / names as needed !

quotes taken from random sources or tiktok. i claim no ownership whatsoever.

❛   i’m supposed to be the one who protects you from monsters. i’m not supposed to be one.  ❜  

❛   if i could make a deal with god, and i’d get him to swap our places.  ❜  

❛  no one heard our screams for a long time.  ❜  

❛   i know so many last words. but i’ll never know hers.  ❜  

❛   there is a home for every departed thing.  ❜  

❛   it reminded me that i will never truly know you.  ❜  

❛   i also buried a part of myself alongside them.  ❜  

❛   after you died i could no longer hold a funeral. so my life became the funeral.  ❜  

❛   you don’t have to be awake to cry.  ❜  

❛   forgive me, for all the things i did. but mostly the things i didn’t do.  ❜  

❛   the human eye is the loneliest creation of all.  ❜  

❛   fairness is for happy people.  ❜  

❛   the things we lost will always be heavier than the things that stayed.  ❜  

❛   perhaps it is the greater grief, to remain on the earth when another is gone.  ❜  

❛   you stain the pages with yourself.  ❜  

❛   tears will not wash away the sorrow.  ❜  

❛   beautiful things grow a certain height and then they fall and fade off.  ❜  

❛    who in all these centuries has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?  ❜  

❛   i have scars on my hands from touching certain people  ❜  

❛   despite everything, i believe that people are really good at heart.  ❜  

❛   you tried to change, didn’t you?  ❜

❛   you can’t make homes out of people. someone should have taught you that.  ❜  

❛   i hid my deepest feelings so well, i forgot where i placed them.  ❜  

❛   we have no scar to show for happiness. we learn so little from peace.  ❜  

❛   i didn’t leave because i stopped loving you. i left because the longer i stayed, the less i loved myself.  ❜  

❛   at every moment in our life, we have one foot in a fairytale & the other in the abyss.  ❜  

❛   there are too many sad eyes on happy faces.  ❜  

❛   it’s strange, i felt less lonely when i didn’t know you.  ❜  

❛   things change, friends leave. life doesn’t stop for anybody.  ❜  

❛   it takes a lifetime to die, and no time at all.  ❜  

❛   i am deathly afraid of almosts. of coming close to what i want and then falling just a little short.  ❜  

❛   i felt your absence.  ❜  

❛   what do we do now, now that we are happy?  ❜  

❛    you honestly thought anybody would love you? purely and truly love you?  ❜  

❛   don’t stop looking. he deserves to know someone saw his end, that someone noticed him.  ❜  

❛    i can bear my pain so long as it has meaning.  ❜  

❛   i dont have a single friend - not one.  ❜  

❛   i’ve had more than enough pain in my life, what’s a little more going to do?  ❜  

❛    it would have been you if i met you first.  ❜  

❛    i really thought he was going to be my forever.  ❜  

❛    maybe in the next life it would work.  ❜  

❛   in spite of everything, you’re still you.  ❜  

❛   the dead have it easy.  ❜  

❛   there’s an ocean of silence between us, and I’m drowning.    ❜  

❛   there have been countless times in my life when i thought i’d be better off dead.  ❜  

❛   what on earth… have i become?  ❜  

❛   don’t look at me! i don’t … i don’t want you seeing me like this.  ❜  

❛   i wish i could’ve been like you.  ❜  

❛   your fate was sweeping you away, like a flood.  ❜  

❛   the future should know the mistakes we made.  ❜  

❛   of course you have. you feel guilt. you want redemption.  ❜  

❛   i’m here because you can’t accept what you’ve done. it broke you.  ❜  

❛   even now, after all you’ve done, you can still go home.  lucky you . ❜  

❛   you’re all that’s left, and we can’t live this lie forever.  ❜  

❛    prometheus gave us light, and warmth, and eternal damnation.  ❜  

❛   take a gamble that love exists, and do a loving act.  ❜  

❛    i know i ruined your life. i suffer for it every day.  ❜  

❛   don’t let yourself get killed for… for pride. i’ve seen it kill too many folk.  ❜  

❛    you and me, we ain’t decent… but those folk… they were.  ❜  

❛   we’re more ghosts than people.  ❜  

❛   despite my best efforts to the contrary… it turns out i’ve won.  ❜  

❛   i gave you all i had … i did.  ❜  

❛   this whole time, I’ve blamed myself for that decision.  ❜  

❛   do you think even the worst person can change…? That everybody can be a good person, if they just try? ❜  

❛   i don’t want to break their hearts all over again. it’s better if they never see me.  ❜  

❛   please leave me alone. i can’t come back. i just … can’t, okay?  ❜  

❛   no matter the struggles or hardships you faced… you strived to do the right thing, you refused to hurt anyone. ❜  

❛    people like you don’t ever want to be happy.  ❜  

❛   i don’t want to let go. i’m not ready to say goodbye yet.  ❜  

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Blog on hiatus until 19th July (last day of work before summer break).

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♢      —        send  [ META ] + a word / phrase / person / etc  and i will write a head  canon around it.

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𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐘.

i’ve  gathered  all  of  these  from   tumblr   ,   therefore  i  don’t  take  credit  for  any  of  these   &   they  will   only   be  used  in  the  purpose  of  role - playing.   feel  free  to  change  pronouns  if  you  feel  it  to  be  necessary   &   remember  to  reblog  from  the  source  if  you  aren’t  going  to  send  something  in  to  the  person  who  reblogged  this.

❛   i  am  only  human   ,   but  i  am  also  human.   ❜

❛   you  only  love  me  in  the  dark.   ❜

❛   where  are  you   &   do  you  think  of  me  ?   ❜

❛   i’d  rather  live  in  a  world  full  of  white  noise  than  spend  a  moment  in  silence.   ❜

❛   i’ve  always  been  so  careful  to  not  let  anybody  down  that  i  never  noticed  i  was  giving  up  on  myself.   ❜

❛   i  can  be  bold   ,   because  i  have  you  with  me  always.   ❜

❛   i’d  breathe  but  i  don’t  want  to  wake  butterflies  in  my  lungs.   ❜

❛   i’d  light  myself  on  fire  if  it  meant  you  were  warm.   ❜

❛   my  heart  is  set  of  gritted  teeth   &   bleeding  gums.   ❜

❛   it’s  foolish  to  hope  you’re  thinking  of  me.   ❜

❛   saving  you  meant  losing  myself   &   i  would  do  that  till  the  end  of  time.   ❜

❛   what  happens  to  you  when  i  have  nothing  left  to  lose  ?   ❜

❛   it’s  a  lonely  world   &   i  just  want  someone  to  love.   ❜

❛   i  broke  my  own  heart  when  i  fell  for  you.   ❜

❛   i  don’t  want  to  be  saved.   ❜

❛   even  the  thought  of  you  feels  like  wind  beneath  my  wings.   ❜

❛   i  always  wanted  to  start  a  revolution   ,   so  i started  one  within  myself.   ❜

❛   i  hope  you  felt  it  when  my  heart  broke.   ❜

❛   i  am  a  walking  lie.   ❜

❛   there  is  a  sound  at  the  door   &   it’s  never  you   ,   so  why  bother  answering  ?   ❜

❛   one  look  at  you   &   my  heart  leapt   &   now  you’re  stuck  in  my  head  again.   ❜

❛   even  the  silence  is  too  much.   ❜

❛   point  the  gun  at  me   ,   what’s  it  like  to  be  free  ?   ❜

❛   the  only  difference  between  fear   &   anticipation  is  the  outcome.   ❜

❛   i  wanted  you  to  hurt  me   &   i  got  what  i  asked  for.   ❜

❛   i  hope  to  god  you  hate  me   ;   i  can’t  stand  the  thought  of  you  still  missing  me.   ❜

❛   i  break  in  silence  so  no  one  will  worry  over  someone  like  me.   ❜

❛   everything  that  defines  me  is  nothing  that  i  am.   ❜

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He leans into her gentle touch, tipping his head to follow the path of her finger against his jaw, lids fluttering over eyes shielding the world from himself for a little, just letting himself feel. With this he can focus on the gentle touch, and listen to her melodic laugh, he can bathe in her love, the gentle way she treats him and the the way even though she teases at him she still supports him fully in his chaotic endeavours.

"You do not have to make it seem as if it were so obvious... there is significant discord between us and a past mired with betrayal and fractures." A wave of melancholy washes over him briefly, the weight of the past washing over him for a moment, before he sends it away, not allowing it to linger and fester. It does him no good to stew on what has been, it is over, it has been done, and they are trying to move past it now.

"He understands a part of it... He does not understand it all for he has never been told." It is easy to say that you make jewellery for those you consider dear, harder still to admit that it is a declaration of interest or an unbreakable bond, a tradition passed through the eons, one that marks his true intentions no matter what his flusterings might say. A glance shows that Beisht's own tokens still glitter at her wrists, still as beautiful as when they were first forged, Havria's lay with her amongst the salt that lingers in her realm, and there are a few dotted throughout time. Perhaps one day they will turn to antiques that will lay in the shop he works in, their tale waiting to be told and he will smile at the sight of them.

As her arms loop around his neck his own respond in kind, catching at her waist and drawing her close. There is comfort in their union, that no matter what waters churn around them, this will always be here, they will always have this, each other. "You are far too tolerating of my eccentricities, as always I treasure your very being, my beloved. Always."

Oh, how easily she can read him. The flush that spreads across his face is telling indeed, the swiftness with which he averts his gaze providing all the confirmation she needs. Fondness for him swells in her heart - this powerful being, reduced to such fluster. How adorable.

"Mm, sounds like Morax..." She smiles, a fingertip tracing the line of Osial's jaw, bright eyes studying every subtle shift of his expression. It's unnecessary - he doesn't hide anything from her, after all - but she still likes to pay attention to all his tells. It is because of this that she knows there is more he wants to tell her even before he speaks.

A soft laugh passes her lips; a laugh that is gentle, musical almost, and carries with it a distinct air of I told you so. "Well, of course he accepted it. You are a fool if you thought he wouldn't." Her hands now fall to his shoulders, a little thread of her power sneaking in with the touch - just a subtle, calming presence to soothe away any embarrassment he might feel. "He understands the sentiment, the significance, as well as I do."

She wears sea-glass of her own; two slender bracelets, one upon each wrist. She hasn't taken them off since the day he gifted them to her. They were a comfort to her during those long years of being apart; a piece of him to carry with her, a reminder of their bond.

"Perhaps now you will stop fighting what you know to be true." She chides him, fondly, her arms looping loosely around his neck. "But I doubt it. You have always been stubborn." She heaves a sigh, one that carries such an air of exasperation that it can only be exaggerated for effect. As if she isn't equally stubborn. "A good thing I can tolerate it, no?"

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⤏ send me “plots please”

… and I’ll respond with  3  (or more)  interesting  plots / relationships / connections  I can think of for our muses!   There is  no pressure  for us to write any of them,   but it’s a great starting point for you to get a sense of how I think our muses might interact and what sorts of plots I’m most interested in happening between them  -  so don’t be shy!

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[csial]

OMAG (ancient god) it's a UFO

[csial]

A smile curls on lips as he listens to the way she pries and pokes at his vague statement, though he has little intention of permitting her further access to his history. It'll be interesting at least to see how far she pushes before he changes the direction of the conversation entirely. "I'd prefer to focus on the now. The past is already written."

He folds his arms across his chest, the sleeves of his robes draping down with a soft ripple, as fluid as water, and he sighs. Osial might have simply ended the conversation with a flick of his wrist, using his divine aptitude to ensure the question is terminated. Now, Haitao simply shakes his head and presses his lips closed. Tossing humans across the land via water tendrils is hardly recommended in this day and age.

"You can ask what questions you desire, but I will choose which ones I desire to answer..." He sighs again, and then turns around to look across the room, the antiques resting here and the work he has yet to do. He's looking forward to piecing together their histories, in learning things that had happened between his imprisonment and his release.

@csial asked:

❝ my past is not really worth mentioning. ❞ [in his main verse where he's laying low under a pseudonym)

"Is it not?" she quipped, raising an eyebrow. "It can't be all that bad. I'm sure that in the grand scheme of things, whatever happened in your past won't play too big a part."

What a curious traveler. Her own past was complicated, and whatever subtlety she might try to maintain would surely be swept away if someone with a modicum of history knowledge were to notice her diamond-shaped pupils. The stranger was handsome, and Signe was a curious individual; she couldn't help trying to pry at least a little bit.

"Maybe you can give me the abridged version? Or maybe you can ask me something first. I can't promise that it'll be very interesting, but an exchange is an exchange, I suppose."

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@delusionaid asked: ❛   company .   silently  sit  with  my  muse  to  comfort  them. (from Zhongli. And whether comfort is needed I'll leave up to you. He might just be looking at the waves in Osial's presence)

There is a sharp sense of discomfort that sits atop his spine as he hears the footsteps approaching the space he occupies, gaze cast upon the rolling waves and the city that looms behind it, the sign of a defeat that still sits deep in his chest. He does not need to turn to know who approaches, he would know that presence whether in the dark or in a soundless void, that creep of ancient power that permeates every inch of this ancient land. He swallows, throat bobbing but does not turn, keeping his back straight as he sits upon the rocks that line the edge of the land, the remnants of his shattered realm.

Waits as that man, that ancient being, comes closer still until there is nary a hair's breadth between them, joining him upon his primative seat.

The thrum of a storm fills his ears as that heart in his chest pounds with the sound of a rowing drum upon a ship keeping the oars in time. He forces his breath to be even, the flush of blue skin creeping from beneath sleeves as his human appearance falters fractionally, but he curls fingers and draws it back, forces himself to calm.

For a long time, there is nothing. Just he, once Osial, now Haitao, and him, once Morax, now Zhongli. Two ancient enemies, divine creatures, relics of a time no longer here, staring up at the victor's city.

The silence continues between them, a silent pulse of the waves the only noise as he considers whether to break it. In a sense the silence brings a comfort, a peace that he might not need to endure worse, that there is nothing to be addressed yet. Each time he feels the other near he hears the clock tick and his back aches with the crystallised wounds that are embedded into his vary being. Golden fissures marring the azure surface, a permanent mark of his pinning, and with them the knowledge that to be imprisoned once more, sealed away, will be his undoing. There is only so much even a god can endure, he'd rather not anticipate such a fate.

In the end he sighs and keeps his gaze on the twisting, rolling waves, twisting his fingers into fists at his sides to control his turbulance. "It is rare the land chooses to meet the sea..." he comments idly, his speech slow and thoughtful so he might keep his tone steady. "What purpose have you to seek me, old friend?" The words come with a weight, one of bitterness and twisted resentment, akin to a photo frame left to shatter on the floor. Before him the waves churn with a sense of foreboding, even now his emotions a hairpin that might bring about the storm should he allow himself to feel too deeply.

He resists. There is a curiosity in knowing that he has been sought out. What does he want? There must be more than just crossing paths...

[csial]

𝘒𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘏𝘜𝘙: 𝘓𝘌𝘎𝘌𝘕𝘋 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘚𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘋    (    𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂    )  

feel free to add context and change pronouns as you see fit!

you know where they are. they are running for their lives.

the only one i need saving from is you.

how do you know of this place?

balance is a law that cannot be transgressed. 

if you desire further help, you know the price.

you’ve got some heat on you, [name]. your name keeps coming up.

you’re giving me a headache.

i’m trying to tell a story and you keep interrupting. 

because for the first time, there’s something you don’t know.

when they get here, they’re gonna make an example out of you.

not only did you survive in the gutter, you blossomed out of manure. 

i’ve never had any power. or any desire to achieve it.

what kind of man would you have become, had you inherited your father’s kingdom and all its advantages instead of being raised in a brothel?

what gave you such drive?

you’re quickly becoming a legend.

i know who you are. i’ve seen you in my dreams.

they’ve come to see you more than they’ve come to see me.

they may have come for you, but they will leave and leave with a lasting impression of me.

they may even hate me. i’ll let them hate. just as long as they fear.

when people fear you, i mean, really fear you, it is the most intoxication sensation a man can possess.

you wanted a prophecy. this is your prophecy.

the legend you’ve fast become will just as quickly add to the reverence of my name. 

are you falling for me like I’m falling for you?

i thought you’d be taller. and have a beard.

i’ll talk. i’m happy to talk. but there’s no way that I am fighting. 

you are resisting the sword. the sword isn’t resisting you. 

are you scared? you should be scared.

you have to break his old self completely. wear him down.

you want him to think big? give him something big to think about.

i’m not killing the king before he’s even become one. 

did you see everything you needed to see?

where there’s poison, there’s a remedy. 

they were murdered by your uncle. 

now, the sword is yours. 

in order to stand a chance, we are going to need at least some of their support. 

i’m glad you’ve got a sense of humor, ‘cause you’re gonna need it. 

that’s what you’re here for, [name], you big, silly, posh bastard.

if I’m moving too fast for you, you can let yourself out the side door. 

now, come on, kid, you’re cooking dinner.

burn his favorite palace down. 

there are rumors, great king, even across the seas, we have heard the legend. 

i would be doing my own king a disservice if i did not ask this question.

you will face it when it’s worth it to you.

i look away. we all look away. but that is the difference between a man and a king.

these two have a history.

you might survive today, but the noose has been tied. 

if I go down, follow him. if he goes down, follow me. 

some of us will make it out in time. some of us won’t.

it seems as though you found a way to use the sword. 

you’re no longer a myth. you’re starting to mean something. 

they are fighting in your name. 

you wouldn’t happen to know where that man is, would you?

they’re not my ears. do what you want with them. 

now I repeat, where’s your friend? 

he must be met where sword meets tower. 

when you say we’re going to take the castle, what does that mean? 

come on, lads. chop, chop. 

anything that you do to me, will be repaid 10 times in kind. 

this venom will induce that which is hidden from you.

i think that sword belongs to me now.

whatever price you pay, it will be more than you know.

you wanted to know what gave me such drive? It was you.

i am here now, because of you.

you created me. 

and, for that, i bless you.

you make sense of the devil.

i like it… what is it?

it would be unwise to displease my king. 

why have enemies when you can have friends?