#* ✦ wcyfarer

[galactia]

"You wanna **** me so bad it makes you look stupid."

"Says the one trying to convince all of Teyvat he is a top."

[aeviare]

" it's only a crush. it's harmless. it'll go away. " Aether disengaged from the subject of feelings for anyone in this world at every turn. Distancing himself from Barbara. Dismissing Ayaka's rather childlike fancy. Even now, he was on the precipice of doing it again. He couldn't even look at Lyney when he spoke of his brother.

It was so obvious. How Freminet blushed, how Lyney stepped back and pushed his younger brother towards the object of their affection.

And Aether cut them both down.

hope breaking my muse's hearts </3

he had built it up for so long. he knew from the start it was probably a long shot... after all, aether was so otherworldly beautiful. his long golden hair, bright honey eyes, and the smile that made freminet want to hide in his helmet for the rest of his days. it was so blinding that he always had to avert his eyes. and he never thought the traveler to be cruel... but this was the response he was going to get? it felt like his heart was cracking in two, the diver's eyes watering slightly, but he refused to cry in front of the one he admired most.

"ah..." he whispered quietly, bangs hanging low in front of his face, covering the reaction to aether's words. he didn't think that the blond meant to be mean. he'd stated those words as if it were a fact. as if freminet hadn't fallen head over heels for him. as if he'd ever felt like this for someone else in his entire life. the diver bit his bottom lip and nodded slowly, "i see how you feel... i won't. i won't bother you with it again."

[delusionaid]

@wcyfarer sent: "You have a secret admirer?" Shock. Gasp. Sarcasm dripped from his lips. Diluc's admirer wasn't slick. Not when she requested Aether deliver an anonymous letter to Diluc. Directly.

Ah, this dreadful business. Diluc does his utmost to keep his face expressionless in response to Aether's question, not wanting to convey any kind of emotion about the matter. Donna is many things - sweet, helpful, lively - but subtle she is most certainly not. Under different circumstances Diluc might be flattered by her affection for him (with and without the mask) but as things are at the moment he can't help but wish she'd guide her attention elsewhere.

Beyond occasional chance encounters they haven't spent a lot of time together and since realizing that it is him who Donna's heart beats for Diluc has done his best to keep his distance. It's an affection he cannot reciprocate and no amount of time will change that - even if she seems to be telling herself otherwise. It makes him feel bad but there's no easy way to handle these matters and shaking her is harder than he expected. At some point the inevitable will catch up to him and force him to outright tell her that there's no future for the two of them.. but until then he'll continue to try to get the message across with a distinct lack of interaction and interest.

His instinct tells him to reject the letter, but how can he place the burden of holding on to it on Aether, who simply agreed to help a girl in love? With a tiny sigh he takes the envelope and puts it in his pocket without granting it any closer inspection. He recognizes the handwriting of his name by now and even the flowery scent that clings to the paper. There's no doubt about who it is from.

"Thank you for going through the trouble of delivering this to me. That's very kind of you." There's not much else to say, really; not without running risk of embarrassing himself or Donna. "I would have expected the Acting Grand Master to request your assistance again - or for Kaeya to rope you up in some questionable task. If you're free enough to pass along messages, why don't you join me for dinner at the Winery? We can catch up before you leave again."

[dragonofjustice]

@wcyfarer said: "... so is sex work illegal in Fontaine?"

"Very much so, yes." Neuvillette was quick to respond, not really questioning the reason behind the inquiry for the moment. However, after a second thought, the man could not help but perk a brow as he glanced down towards Aether. "Why is it that you ask this?"

[kikun]

@wcyfarer said ; Nyan~. Whose my little meow meow-

His eyes dart side-to-side. Calculating. Thinking. Considering.

. . .

A little mouth moves ajar, unleashing a single sound.

❝ Mrow. ❞

[verdantscribe]

  @wcyfarer said: ❛   your lips are like wine and I want to get drunk.   ❜  

"Oh?" It wasn't the first time someone had said something provocative in nature to him. Though, it was rare and when it did happen it was usually someone he had no interest in or, a lot of the times, didn't even know. However, these words coming from Aether, someone he considered a close friend at this point, was a bit surprising.

Still, he couldn't help the smirk that played on his lips, his expression softening a bit as he stepped forward. Gently he outstretched a hand to rest against the Aether's forehead, trying to feel for warmth before letting the hand shift to the shorter male's cheek . "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you already were..." He teased, perking a brow.

[erabundus]

@wcyfarer &&. said... "... I do value you. A lot." More than he should. Sometimes his gaze on the wanderer lingered far too long, his rolling eyes or his snarled lip and perfectly creased nose bridge. His mind tended to wander.

How would he feel? Are his hands cold to the touch or would he be swatted away for even gazing upon him? Aether grit his teeth behind a carefree grin and held up a slightly battered scarf. Another hole. "And I need you to fix my scarf again."

he  should  probably  teach  the  traveler  how  to  sew.

it's  the  first  thought  that  rises  UNBIDDEN  in  his  mind,  eyes  already  affixed  to  the  hole  —  not  the  first,  and  certainly  not  the  last.  he  had  mused  many  a  time  (  sometimes  quietly,  sometimes  to  the  other's  face  )  about  the  inevitability  that  they  would  go  their  separate  ways.  one,  fated  to  return  to  the  stars.  the  other,  cursed  to  walk  the  land  until  even  that  wore  away  to  nothing  beneath  his  feet.  it's  a  tragically  fatalistic  take  on  the  FUTURE  of  their  relationship,  yet  it's  what  ren  fully  believes  in  with  the  heart  he  doesn't  actually  possess  outside  of  metaphor.  better  to  brace  oneself  for  disappointment,  than  allow  the  hurt  to  stab  them  like  a  knife  between  the  ribs.  even  if  he  knows  it's  a  futile  effort.  even  if  he  knows,  it  will  hurt  no  matter  how  hard  he  tries  to  NUMB  himself.

ren  won't  always  be  AROUND  to  fix  his  scarf.  it's  better  than  he  learns,  for  the  day  that  he  won't  be ...  and  yet  (  "i  do  value  you"  )  in  a  stroke  of  unapologetic  SELFISHNESS,  he  keeps  the  thought  to  himself.  perhaps  there  is  a  part  of  him  that  likes  to  be  needed  —  perhaps  there's  even  a  part  of  him  that  holds  more  tender  feelings  for  the  traveler  than  he  would  ever  dare  voice  aloud.  after all, the  thought  of  being  left  wouldn't  find  purchase  to  distress  him  so  were  there  not  some  manner  of  attachment  to  sink  its  loathsome  claws  into.

he  wears  a  faint  smile  as  he  reaches  out  to  take  the  scarf  —  and  if  their  fingers  BRUSH gently  in  the  process,  ren  certainly  won't  claim  any  responsibility.

❝  make  me  a  cup  of  tea,  ❞  the  wanderer  says,  ❝  and  i'll  consider  us  even.  ❞

[lumitris]

┊ ┊⋆ ┊ . 𝒥𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 ◞ 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊 .   ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ @wcyfarer ⤸ [ church ] — sender sends receiver to a church where she will be locked in an iron maiden for 24 hours. Lumine.

Has this tactic of his EVER worked? Really, like, ever? She can only groan in annoyance as he begins to shove her, && in a retaliated response drops all her weight backwards. ❝ Out of the two of us I'm not the one who needs help- ❞

[aeviare]

Screams windblade in the distance.

unprompted hope asks <3

it's the call of his people. jk it's the call of his twin.

[inavagrant-a]

He's getting lined up for a headshot. Gonna take this mam out for even LOOKING AT LUMINE

"Dearest brother-in-law-to-be why must you resort to such violent actions? Come, why not welcome me to your family with open arms?"

[dragonofjustice]

@wcyfarer said: ❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

Ah, yes, that. It had been a shock to him for sure. Of course, being that he didn't have much need for using his powers these days, he supposed he was a bit... rusty when it came to combat. That and this was a Fatui Harbinger he had taken down. For him just simply have a scratch was, as Aether said, the luckier outcome.

"Had it come down to a true fight, I would have defended you and everyone in the Opera House with my life." He said simply, a hint of a smile pulling at the corners of his lips. "I suppose I should consider myself lucky that the damage was minimal. Both to myself and to those in the area. Had Mister Tartaglia been allowed to continue his rampage, I am sure there would have been far more damage."

[bcdwclves-aa]

When is Alex going to breed this twink?

Does Aether have a free week? Maybe even also the weekend? If Aether wants to be bred and treated like a whore, then Alex will do all he can to make his point known that his beloved boyfriend will be treated with the nastiest sex. Also amazing aftercare, but that's what the weekend is for, of course.

[stcllariis-a]

 @wcyfarer​ asked: "I asked Kazuha out on a date and I fucked it up by insinuating that we'd end up at mine anyway and he looked so sad, I'm losing my mind Ae, do I die?" Ur twin can't romance.

      “--- whoa, you actually asked someone out on a date? not just to fuck? i mean, that’s pretty big, especially for you. and especially kazuha.” he lets noise under his breath and chuckles. he had wondered for a long time if his mirror would ever say something about his feelings towards the samurai. it seems that he’s been making progress. “i would say, just be honest with him? how bad can it be?”

[fatuispolaris-archive]

@wcyfarer​  said: [1：2]地は無形の空虚であり、暗闇が深層の顔を覆っていたのに対し、神からの風が水面に吹き荒れた—

“this is why i prefer your sister.” 

[erabundus]

@wcyfarer​​  &&.  replied...               The top of your head is flatter than I thought ... its a whole... bowl cut, huh.....

it’s  called  a  JELLYFISH  CUT!  next  time,  research  before  you  decide  to  open  your  mouth.

[lumitris]

┊ ┊⋆ ┊ . 𝒥𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 ◞ 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊 .   ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ @wcyfarer​​ ⤸                     Leaning closer to Diluc as if he were inspecting one of their wine bottles, Aether speaks through his teeth, customer service smile if ever there were one, as the tavern line lightened. ❛  if there weren’t so many people watching us, I’d already be on my knees in front of you.  ❜     and with that said, he greeted the next patron.                                                                                         ᴏᴋᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ / ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇ .

He wasn’t expecting such a comment, obviously; why would he? They were both behind the bar, serving the influx of customers who were getting rowdier by the hour. A fact that had displeased him, and his grumbles were apparent throughout the Traveler’s shift; Diluc was quick to order out mocktails, && non-alcoholic drinks to those who needed it the most. 

    But, the moment those words registered in his mind, his expression betrays him; flushed, ridiculously so, an audible hitch in his breath && yes, he had almost missed the bottle he’d been reaching for. With the item safely in hand, the man paused. 

He’s hesitant, but fuck, he glances over his shoulder, and is even more bewildered to see Aether greet the next patron. 

     ... ... ... 

          was he,               supposed to just leave it? 

Aether had gone right back to work as if nothing had happened, and it left Diluc completely dumbstruck; && that wasn’t a position he enjoyed being forced into. He swallows, before clearing his throat, chin dipped as he tries to regain the set composure he was known for. 

      Until now, that was, given he had remained frozen in place, && without anywhere to escape to; for air? For what? He wasn’t quite sure. Diluc was best under pressure, and this had merely been another obstacle in his path... yes, just another day- a strange, strange day. 

He’d simply misheard, nothing more. Still... for clarity’s sake, he’d be sure to talk with Aether before closing. 

                         He was going to be the death of him.