#finally some good fuckin food

[officialmiintee]

wind breaker time! Bofurin first years !!

[pipulp]

does anyone care about the new fall out boy album. cuz i care. so much

[slaanxsh]

I feel like Slaaneshi daemons would have a field day with folks on the spectrum with sensory sensitivities

[pingvin-king]

me, re-reading chp37 for the 100th time this week

[zevsarainai]

BALDURS GATE

[joscribbles]

i just can’t get you out of my head 🎵

[onionninjasstuff]

[liverpool-enjoyer]

a very special guest came to training today!!!

[v-arbellanaris]

finally aedan can die like i want him to: ripped to shreds by the masses for being a piece of shit

[sages-of-hell]

ARE WE JUST NOT GONNA TALK ABOUT THE NEW HALLOWEEN SHIRTS

[inmenanswiththejaffacakes]

OMFG WAIT TODAY IS FRIDAY

[nohr-selphias]

Tell me why dwarf wardens hit so different

[tenebriism]

"Xingqui?" The name leaves Aether's lips breathlessly as he's, at last, able to turn and get a proper look at the younger man. How long has it been since the two of them had last crossed paths? Probably at one of the Lantern Rites - and from what Chongyun had told him, the mischievous bookworm had taken his leave from Liyue Harbor sometime after that. After catching neither hide nor hair of the young man for over a year - and likely much longer than that - it would be an understatement to say that he's surprised to meet up with his friend in the midst of a fight with the Fatui.

And now that the dust has settled, their opponents left either prone on the ground or having retreated, Aether finds himself able to give the other boy his full attention. With a grin spread across his face, the Traveler finds himself rushing forward to throw his arms around the younger, a laugh leaving him as he pulls Xingqui into an elated, good-natured embrace.

"Gods, what're you doing here?" he asks, pulling back so that he might get a better look at his friend. His hair's grown, Aether notes, and he looks... well, a little less like a young nobleman, with a flicker of experience apparent in those golden eyes. Even so, Aether is still able to see that familiar sparkle that Xingqui's always been known for.

While this rumor involving his sister had turned up nothing, there was still something to be said for being able to reunite with another of his companions instead. "Chongyun said that you'd left the harbor, I... where've you been?"

XINGQIU IS FREE, Y'ALL.

Life on the road hadn't been EASY, not that he'd expected it to be, and yet . . . he wouldn't trade it for anything, even the COMFORTS he had been used to back at the family estate. Though he'd been pampered, day in and day out, by staff hired specifically to tend to his every whim and need, nothing could compare to the liberating breath of fresh air he'd drawn when, first, he'd escaped Liyue's borders. No longer did he feel weighed down by his family's expectations, or the tedious schedule that felt more like shackles around his legs. The wealth and teachings afforded to him in his youth were cherished, certainly, as was the relentless martial arts training that had enabled him to seek and retain SOME manner of independence over the years, but since

Now, he could be FREE . . . even if it meant learning how to properly survive on the road, and tend to things HIMSELF, instead of ringing a bell and waiting for someone to do it FOR him.

Mondstadt was his first destination. Appropriate, given the point of this entire life altering journey. The land of wind and freedom, where people oft traveled in search of an understanding of what it felt like to live life for the sake of living. Here, with the help of his dearest friend, Albedo, Xingqiu had learned a wealth of things that, for once, did not deal with commerce, or formal tradition, or academic studies. He'd learned what it meant to be a knight, an adventurer, and even a bit of ALCHEMY on the side, but most importantly, he'd begun to learn who XINGQIU himself was, outside of his family's reputation.

Of course, he hadn't come here merely to escape the jaws of his family line and slack off. Nay, no matter how much wealth filled his pockets and pouches, and how EASY it would be to simply purchase lavish accommodations and relax, Xingqiu STILL wanted to, somehow, be of use. To prove he was more than just the spoiled son of a wealthy guild manager. As such, to feed his adventurous temptations, he accepted commissions, here and there, when he wasn't helping out Albedo in Dragonspine or around Mondstadt, or teaching the school children how to read, write, and dream. When he'd caught ear of a rumor that the missing sister of the famous Honorary Knight of Mondstadt had been seen nearby, he'd set out IMMEDIATELY in hopes of helping said Honorary Knight.

The Traveler, after all, did so much for Teyvat. It was about time someone did something for him.

. . . even if it ended in a RUN in with him, but to Xingqiu, it was a blessing. A very favorable outcome, even despite the lack of PROGRESS, in regards to his missing sister. " Oh--- T-Traveler ! " He stiffens, not used to being hugged like this ( not even by Chongyun, and even less, by his family ), but he's just as elated to see the Traveler as the Traveler is to see him.

" Chongyun is correct; I finally left Liyue. No more lessons, no more meetings . . . I regret not having rebelliously escaped sooner, in fact ! " He BEAMS at the older man, before gesturing downwards towards the sprawled out bodies on the ground, " I know you could have handled yourself just fine, but you will have to forgive me for stepping in all the same and stealing your thunder. I saw you and could not deny myself the opportunity to fight at your side for the first time in archons only know how long. "

Even the way he speaks sounds far more refined than prior, when oft, he would zone out from an important conversation in favor of getting further into his current choice of literature, only to jump back in with a half-assed response. Now, he retained eye contact. Listened with eyes AND ears, and did not respond merely for the sake of responding, but rather, to fully contribute.

A young boy, Xingqiu was no more.

" My only regret is that the rumors were not true, but I suppose I should have known better. Still, it is better to investigate falsities than it is to, potentially, miss out on a truth, correct ? "

@ironbloodcd ;; ღ

[honeybakedhams]

i got nothing in particular to say about it but i love how casually queer a day of fallen night is

[violeteyedkiller]

^ full of screams

[lovemebutleavemewild]

Price, who runs most of the businesses in the city you live in, but everyone local knows it's all to hide his ... shadier dealings.

(part 2)

You, who only know him by his reputation and not to see, have no idea who the nice man you meet in a club one night really is.

And he's so charming at first, with just the right edge of rough that you like.

By the end of the night, you've had enough to drink that you don't question why he has a back-office in the club. You just let him lay you out on his couch and settle between your legs.

Only come to your senses when you wake up a few hours later, snuggled close to a bare chest. Slip back into your dress and grab your dress before sneaking out. And as you turn to quietly click the door shut, you see the tiny placard on the door.

J. Price.

"John," he'd rasped into your ear, buried inside you. "Call me John, darlin'. Say my fuckin' name, there's a good girl."

You vow never to see him again, are sure he won't mind - it's just a one-night-stand, after all.

Until, a few months later, when, after a job, him and his boys stop at a diner for some food and you happen to be his waitress.

You beg your colleagues to take the table for you but they all take one look at the men and pointblank refuse.

When you finally dredge up the courage to approach the table, John looks up and immediately smiles at you.

It's only when his eyes drop to the small, but prominent, bump under your shirt that his smile fades and you know you're in trouble.