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[songzhong]

@wcyfarer: "No, I'd like to know." He is a curious thing.

"Well, when a cow stops producing milk, the farmer must bring a male in rut so the two mate and produces an offspring. After giving birth, it shall give milk again."

[whirlwiinded]

@songzhong Asked:

Venti where did you get the mora to get those blue checkmarks ?!

"You make it sound so accusatory as if I've stolen them. I have quite the respectable job, and you should know I've earned these as a symbol for being the best bard in Teyvat!"

The real answer is... they weren't that expensive. He missed out on one round of drinks.

[noctuxcellus]

@songzhong​

He choked on his wine.

“Please be careful, sir Zhongli....~”

[multitudcxfmuscs-archived]

Ⓐ Signora

Send me Ⓐ and my muse will rate yours

@songzhong

ATTRACTIVENESS:

repulsive ― hideous ― ugly ― not attractive ― unappealing ― not unattractive ― meh ― no preference ― ok ― mildly attractive ― nice looking ― cute ― adorable ― attractive ― pleasant on the eyes ― good looking ― hot ― sexy ― beautiful ― gorgeous ― hot damn ― would tap that ― perfect ― godlike ― holy fuck there are no words

PERSONALITY:

grating ― irritating ― frustrating ― boring ― confusing at best ― awkward ― unreasonable ― psychotic ― disturbing ― interesting ― engaging ― affectionate ― aggressive ― ambitious ― anxious ― artistic ― bad tempered ― bossy ― charismatic ― appealing ― unappealing ― creative ― courageous ― dependable ― unreliable ― unpredictable ― predictable ― devious ― dim ― extroverted ― introverted ― egotistical ― gregarious ― fabulous ― impulsive ― intelligent ― sympathetic ― talkative ― up beat ― peaceful ― calming ― badass ― flexible

HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD BE TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM.

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending ― fuck no! ― never ― no way ― not likely ― not sure ― indifferent ― i’m asexual ― maybe ― probably ― it depends ― fairly likely ― likely ― yeah sure ― yes ― would tap that ― hell yes ― fuck yes! ― wishing that could happen right now ― as many times as possible ― we are already having sex

LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:

never in a million years ― worst of enemies ― enemies ― rivals ― indifferent ― neutral ― acquaintance ― friendly toward each other ― casual friends ― friends ― good friends ― best friends ― fuck buddies ― bosom buddies ― practically the same person ― would die for them ― true friends ― my only friend

FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:

i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:

i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them

HOW GOOD OF A KISSER:

worst kisser ever ― terrible ― bad ― awkward ― just okay ― alright ― pretty good ― good ― makes me moan ― excellent ― exciting ― oh god they’re good ― i dream about it ― fucking amazing ― absolute perfection ― we haven’t kissed

[wise-innocence]

aloe - basil - belladonna - gladiolus - lilac

Bontanical Headcanons!

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Oh goodness, I was expecting to get any questions at all! I will answer all truthful or at least to the best of my abilities! <3

Aloe: I haven't dealt with much grief in my life personally, but I do get a bit worked up when handling cases that involve others grieving. So many emotions... I try my best to not let it bother me and my work but at the end of the day, the heart is complex.

Basil: I like this one! As far as people go, I would have to say Ningguang. She's incredibly intelligent when in comes to laws which of course is admiral but it also makes her competition. I really need to study harder if I want to stay ahead~

Belladonna: Silence is an absolute no go! How can one have nothing to say when there's so much to talk about? If there must be silence, I start to fidget to make up for not being able to speak.

Gladious: Hmm... forgive me for sounding cheesy, but I'll never forget my first meetings with anyone. I value my connections to people and those connections start from the moments we meet. I-I actually keep a book of all my first memories with my closest friends! Ah... I'm embarrassing myself more than I need to.

Lilac: My childhood? Well I do have a few blank spots that need to be filled but I remember growing up surrounded by love. They raised me to value myself and the people of my home. My mother and father cared for me very much, even the day they left on an adventure and placed me in the care of Madame Ping... I'm sure they're fine, but I haven't heard from them in quite some time...

[songzhong]

@narvvhal: Uhh hey xiansheng can you get me out of this cell pls

"I don't know... maybe you do need a bit of a timeout."

[childeofwar]

@songzhong​ sent:

"Oh... Happy birthday, Childe. I didn't expect you so soon... we were actually baking something."

"BROTHER !"

An excited Teucer is running at Childe, jumping in his arms while wearing an apron covered in flour.

It wasn’t the first time he’d paid the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor a surprise visit, quite regularly coming to bother a certain consultant when the man would allow it. After all, even with the arduous task of working as a Harbinger, there were still pockets of time in his day for himself.

Not to mention today just so happened to be his birthday. Oh, the fun he’d have with teasing the man about it, telling him he’d have to spare him some attention on his special day~ Would Zhongli humor him or will he be turned away like the rascal he was?

He grinned deviously to himself as he made his way to the man’s usual spot only to be surprised when the other announced himself from within the kitchen instead. He blinked in surprise, lips parting as he tried to answer only to register his little brother running towards him.

His expression instantly lit up, opening his arms as the two collided with a puff of flour. He caught his brother in his arms with a hug and laugh, not bothered by the flour that would no doubt be coating his uniform when the boy would pull away. “Teucer, you’re here! Were you helping Mr. Zhongli wi-... Wait,” he started, only to blink and pause when his mind finally caught up with the scenario. “...How did you get here? Did you travel on your own again?,” he quirked a brow though any disapproval on his features was difficult to take serious with his lips upturned in a subtle smile. Not to mention the powder now covering his clothes.

Teucer’s sheepish smile told him all he needed to know, breaking his attempt at being stern as he placed him back down in favor of turning his attention to the consultant. Had he been in on this? Whether he was or not, Childe quickly decided it was no longer relevant. Teucer was here on his birthday. One he’d expected to spend without his family yet again. Instead he’d have the company of them both, the mere thought keeping the smile apparent on his lips.

“Thank you, xiansheng,” he said with a slight nod of his head, referring to both the congratulations from earlier as well as gratitude for looking after his brother. “You’re baking? Is there anything I can help with? I know my way around a kitchen, you know~,” he offered readily, already making to remove his gloves and lend a hand. After all, how could he let the man do the cooking on his own?

[whirlwiinded]

@songzhong​ | Continued

As he stayed silent and listened to everything Zhongli had to say, Venti’s knitted brows were proof enough he wasn’t happy with the other archon’s choice of words. As rare as it was, the bard could feel his frustrations boiling over, doing everything within his power to remain silent. Perhaps that was just proof there was some truth within Zhongli’s words, but even being acknowledged wasn’t enough for Venti to admit such a thing out loud.

“You speak so formally about following such a contract until your last breath, yet you walked out on the first one you set, did you not? Correct me if I’m wrong, but you allowed the people to now look over the safety of your home.” Venti scoffed, unable to hide the bite to his tone.

“I won’t deny that I do worry for him. He has already suffered for so long, and all you have to reply with is nonsense of refusing to break your own set rules. He is to eventually die because ‘that is how it is written’. Perhaps it truly isn’t my place, but you must at least see the flaws in such an absurd ruling.”

[rcgnvindr]

   --- “Mr. Zhongli, I presume?” words spoken with the usual careful calm many had come to expect of the redhaired male. It had been sometime, however, since he had visited the likes of Liyue. Not since... Well, thoughts better dwelt upon at another time. Or not at all, that too was fine. “I hear you are, perhaps, the best to speak with when it comes to information,”

@songzhong    ||   [x]

[noctuxcellus]

@songzhong

He will drop him on the ground. If he can sass, he can walk with a bruised leg.

“Ha, haha-- Please don’t, Zhongli sir--” Have mercy.

[bikmui]

"Happy birthday, Childe... I heard you were in a hurry this morning and haven't had breakfast yet. Here..." Zhongli produces a basket, inside are chocolate prunes, Khvorosts and pastilas... all Snezhnayan traditional desserts. "Don't worry, I tested it a few times before doing the final batches. Those should be good."

Childe remembers the days spent waking up to hoary weather outside the window, the pattering rain passing to entice fish closer to the surface. He thinks upon this; imagines he is home, his family around him celebrating the fish he and his dad have caught. He imagines that he can see their grins as they wish him happy birthday.

Reality catches him off guard - the gentle sound of a xiao upon the air and of songbirds accompanying their masters to breakfast. He is not home in Sneznhaya, but in Liyue Harbour. And as lovely a place as it is, it can never replace the sweetness of being home.

Seeing Zhongli is more than enough for Childe - in all honesty, he misses his friendship more than he cares to admit. But the fact that he not only came to visit him, but brought such a thoughtful gift, is more than enough to bring a bright flush to his cheeks.

"Zhongli!" He reaches up to hug him first. "You really didn't need to go through so much effort for me! Not that I don't appreciate it - I really do, really, thank you - I just mean..."

He takes a deep breath, collecting himself.

"I'd really love to share these with you. And spend some time with you. If you have time."

@songzhong

[reuniited]

@songzhong​

    Lumine had been pondering over this for a good chunk of time. Should she ask Zhongli to join her on her journey? Maybe it was more of a quest, than a journey… Either way, it depended on if the other was open to join in on her travels.

   Sure, Paimon was always by her side, and some of her other friends occasionally joined her- But it was a bit different to ask Zhongli if he wanted to take part in finding a way to Inazuma and get into whatever trouble that would find them there rather than some simple commission. Though, there were still a few other problems she wished to take care of before hightailing it to another nation in hope to find more clues (and to try to understand this world better).

   Despite how much she’d prefer to avoid trouble (that’s a lie, she often strides straight into it), trouble with a capital T would surely find them. She was confident that a certain funeral consultant would be able handle whatever found them, if he came along. But the problem was that she couldn’t be sure what exactly was up ahead.    

   And while she could spend her time thinking up numerous scenarios of what could happen- it wasn’t really getting her anywhere. 

   If anything, Zhongli might be able to give her a few pointers even if he doesn’t come along. 

   Nonetheless, Lumine still needed to find him so she could ask him. As she left the waypoint (offering some mora to Paimon so Paimon could go off and find lunch), the traveler made her way towards the funeral parlor. If Zhongli wasn’t there, there were a few other places she could look, but she really hoped this didn’t become a game of accidental hide n’ seek. 

    Lumine wouldn’t say she was running through the streets of the harbor, but a few bystanders might disagree (but she hasn’t ran into anyone, so she didn’t really see the problem) considering the looks she got. Though, once she made it to the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, Lumine finally slowed down to a stop.

   Seeing that the door was unlocked, the traveler peeked her head in. 

   (even if Zhongli wasn’t here, Hu Tao or Ferrylady might know)

   “Hello?”  

[seventhdecrees]

“  i want to love the parts of you that you hate.  ”

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀( 愛 ) Love..?

The air felt heavy between the two deities with only the sound of birds breaking the silence. Alone with the man that she once holds in high regard again but that childish deification was blinded and said feelings came to light to who he chose to be. Clenching her fist upon her lap nervously before taking in a sharp breath and side-eye the older man— she tries to make the aura less awkward with a little conversation.

“ Would you like some matcha tea to calm the air? ” She kept the eye contact short and waited for the male’s yes before getting up from her seat. After a few minutes or so, she returns with the tea set to prepare for her guest— picking up the chawan put down with the tea whisk inside the bowl. Next to the tea jar in front of her, silk cloth is now folded and is wiped on the tea jar before the jar is placed in front of the cold water. She cleans off the tea scoop softly and at it on top of the tea jar. She grabs the ladle while the lid of the iron pot of warm water is opened and takes a scoop of hot water and pours it into the tea bowl. After the tea bowl was thoroughly clean, Baal took one and a half scoops of matcha to pour into the bowl then slowly pours in hot water.

All her attention and focus went straight to whisking the matcha causing a pale green foam is formed and should settle to the center of the bowl. It mustn't be too thick or too thin, a very faint smile was on her face for a moment when it was precise, and started to serve him some tea. “ I suppose I can clear the air with that..statement you told me before about loving parts that I hate. ” Her cheeks slightly flushed but she turned her head away from him.

“ I don't know how to feel about it nor can accept it. I adored you before as my senior but my feeling towards you changed since then. ”

[mcuntainbcrn]

“Miss Hu Tao, I believe that falls outside the parameters of his duties as a consultant for Wangsheng.”

[songzhong]

Zhongli is waiting outside the auditorium, browsing outdoor kiosks while carrying a paper bag of artisanal brownies to share with Tartaglia after he's done wrecking chaos in there―oh a lightning just shattered a window.

[childeofwar]

Dangerous Sentence Prompts @songzhong​ sent:

❛   if  you’re  in  some  kind  of  trouble ,  you  can  tell  me  . ❜

The trip to and from Snezhnaya had not been as pleasant as he’d had hoped. The Tsaritsa had allowed little personal time, Childe only able to report to the palace before being shipped back to Liyue. It’d left him restless, though he’d given no argument to his Archon’s orders, knowing she knew what was needed. He would play his role as Harbinger as he was told.

He had to wonder if he was being punished though, his arrival back in Liyue met with more paperwork and supervision of the new recruits. It was tedious work, his only relief proving to be random escapades he’d had in the outskirts of the harbor with any enemy he could find. The latest of which had been a group of geovishaps that had kept him busy for a few minutes before they’d been drowned or slain.

He settled on the grass, ignoring the few bruises and scratches he’d obtained along his torso from the earlier struggle as he shut his eyes. Distantly, he heard footsteps approaching, eyes falling open and squinting against the sunlight only to settle on a familiar black form. He blinked in surprise to see the funeral consultant, not having seen him since his departure from Liyue after the other had revealed himself. A beat passed between them before he offered a mirthless smile, looking away, “It’s been awhile~ Don’t worry, I’m not back to cause any trouble,” he reassured, a lilt in his tone almost mocking.

Another beat and then, “If you’re in some kind of trouble, you can tell me.” The other’s voice took him by surprise, feeling he hadn’t heard it in years rather than mere months. He couldn’t determine the emotion behind it, unnerving him despite himself. Was he showing pity on him for his tattered state or did he know something else?

His reaction came in the form of an amused smile, smirking despite the split on his lip stinging all the more. “...If I am, what would you do with that information, Mr. Zhongli?,” he teased, though there was genuine curiosity behind the question. After all, it wasn’t like he knew where they stood after the events that took place in Liyue. Were they suppose to be enemies now or would they act like nothing had happened? The latter sat ill with him, knowing he’d be unable to brush it off as if the man hadn’t been the god he’d been searching for.