#brachetto

[ilvinoeoltre]

Brachetto d’Acqui Dolce Rosa Regale 2021 (Banfi)

[deadrlngers]

invited over for new year's eve dinner and i'm taking with me as a gift to the host a bottle of spumante, a pandoro and a pack of spaghetti. idk why this is so fucking funny

[cvpiidbiites]

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Letter Sent by ⁀➷ Brachetto (Ket) d'Acqui | Any / Fae / Bat | 2629 .ᐟ.ᐟ

♡ Sweet wine, fluffy cakes, and the scent of blood in the air as the sound of a slightly out of tune piano mummers in the background. Lace and red beads hanging loosely off the figure, a soft giggle could be heard before a quite, "Welcome to the my garden, to who or... what do I own the pleasure to?"

♡ Your Delivery Information .ᐟ

Sent On ➵ Sep 18th

Return Address ➵ Mourning Roses Nursery

♡ Find Out More About Your Admirer .ᐣ

This Agender Vampire is the owner of a small plant nursery in their spare time.

Agaromantic looking for Them .ᐟ

♡ Want To Know Even More .ᐣ

Contact Coming Soon . . . .ᐟ

[pagingdrmusic]

Gotten some fresh bottles of sweeties!

[stevesherdaddynowlover]

just me and you [s.h.]

an: hiii just a little blurb based off what i think about when i listen to grapejuice by harry styles (very important to my lore) hope you enjoy!!

warnings: just kissing and fluff

wc: 1.8k

masterlist here!!!

You're perched on a bar stool in his kitchen, elbows pressed into the cool granite countertop and your feet dangle a foot from the ground, legs swinging lightly while you watch as he stirs a sauce that smells of garlic and spice, hip cocked to the side while he nods in time with the record you’ve put on. 

To your right you smile at the vase of flowers Steve had brought home for you, a bouquet of purples and blues that bring to mind days in bed with the windows open, curtains flowing and crisp fresh air swirling around you while you come in and out of sleep. 

Glasses of candy red wine, the best Italian according to Steve, sit in front of you, a light pink lip print from this morning's makeup that stains the side. Banfi Rosa Regale Brachetto, a mouthful for sure but Steve says the full name every time, butchering an Italian accent as he does. 

When he turns to you—wooden spoon in one hand and half full glass in the other, you take in his pink cheeks and wine marked lips. He looks like a Sunday afternoon, hair tousled from running his hands through the thick honey strands over and over, striped apron looped over his neck and tied in a bow around his waist. Bare Feet on the hardwood floors and a navy blue and white striped button down that’s half undone, light wash jeans snug on his hips and cuffed at his ankles. 

Sitting there with your hands cradling your cheeks, chin in your palm, you watch him float around the kitchen with an ease that lulls you into a sense of calmness you can only truly experience around him. The sun beams in through the kitchen window, curtains pulled back enough that it warms your skin and puts a gentle glow on his, tan and soft. 

He’s chopping vegetables in front of you now, head turning back like clockwork to make sure the sauce doesn’t burn but he always makes time to smile gently at you while you watch him work. You’re faintly aware of the song that’s drifting in from the living room but you’d much rather focus on the way it sounds coming from him, a gentle hum that vibrates from his chest and mixes with the wine to make you warm and fuzzy. 

You admire his forearms flexing just so with the knife in his hand, grip tight and eyes focused so it doesn’t slip from his grasp. He pops a piece of carrot into his mouth, the crunch breaking you from the spell he had you under. He meets your eyes with a wink, fingers moving closer to your mouth with a look of expectation in his eyes. 

“Open up, sweetness.” You do, mouth falling open and his thumb grazing your tongue when he slides the bite of carrot between your lips. You bite down, his hand patting your cheek in a silent praise before he goes back to cooking and you go back to admiring. 

Even though you’re not really sure what he’s doing and couldn’t prepare more than a box of mac and cheese to save your life, you never grow tired of watching him like this. It’s one of your favorite things, whether it be with a full house of friends and family or just the two of you like it is now. 

When the song changes a gasp pops from his lips and he’s rushing to turn down the stove before he glides over and sweeps you from your chair. One second you’re sitting there and the next you're in his arms while he pulls a flower from the vase behind you and snaps the bottom half off. He slips the stem behind your ear, grinning wide at the blush on your cheeks before tapping your nose with the tip of his finger and taking your hand in his. 

“Dance with me, yeah?” And you’d never say no to him, you don’t think you’re capable. One hand in yours and the other softly on your hip, he guided your head to rest against his chest, the rhythmic thud of his heartbeat felt on your cheek. You sway back and forth, his lips pressed against your forehead in a long, sweet kiss that has you melting into him. 

The petals of the blue poppy tickle at your skin but you don’t move to touch it. The two of you stand there gently moving past the end of the song and well into the next. Only when he remembers what he’d been doing before your dance does he pull away, going to stir the sauce and coming back to you just as fast. 

His hands go to your hips, pushing into you until your back digs into the counter. And then he’s lifting you up, sitting you on top and pushing everything to the side. He’s a few inches below you now, lip pulled between his teeth as he studies your face. Both of you have had a few glasses of wine, just affected enough that you’re extra smiley and can’t stop giggling. 

Pulling the flower from your hair you move to slip it behind his ear, his smile shy as he laces his fingers with yours and places quick pecks against the column of your throat. Undoing your hands so you can run your fingers through his hair, you smile at the smell of your shampoo, notes of coconut and citrus left on your fingertips. His hands fist at the sweater you’re wearing when you tug on his hair just hard enough to get his attention. 

When he brings his head from your chest you pull him up to you, pressing your lips to his in a slow kiss that leaves you breathless. Hints of raspberry and chocolate from the wine dance along your tongue when you swipe it across his bottom lip and you feel him smile against your mouth. He pulls back just to go in for another quick kiss, and then another, smirking at the way your mouth moves each time as if to chase his. 

“Tastes so sweet.”

“I think it’s the wine, Steve.” 

“No, baby, it's all you.” You shake your head at him, shoving him back just slightly so you can slip off the counter, moving back to your stool and rolling your eyes at the adorable pout on his cherry red lips that are now a little swollen from your kiss. 

“Get back to it, chef. I’m starved!” He salutes you, running his hands through his hair and going back to tending to the food while you admire the way the denim curves over his ass, hugging his thighs and making him look like a dream. One you think you’ve had many times before.

———-

Steve had insisted that the two of you eat outside, refusing to let you help with bringing out all the food. There’s a little table on the patio barely big enough for the two of you, two metal chairs warmed by the sun that Steve has pulled so they the legs are touching. 

An array of food in front of you, pasta and a meat sauce that smells divine, buttery garlic bread and cooked vegetables and an assortment of fruits all piled on top of each other. He’s coming through the back door now, the almost empty bottle of wine tucked under his arms and your now empty glasses balanced between his fingers. 

The apron he was wearing is thrown over the counter, dishes piled in the sink that you’ll wash later, his hip knocking playfully against yours while he dries them. He promised you chocolate covered strawberries for dessert and though they’re cooling in the fridge you can see a drop of chocolate on the corner of his mouth. 

When he finally sits down you swipe at it with your thumb, pulling it between your lips and humming in content at the sweetness. He’s looking at you sheepishly, shrugging his shoulders with a twinge of guilt but you just laugh, taking his hand in yours and pressing a kiss to his palm, then his wrist. 

It feels perfect out here, in more ways than one. The sun is warming your skin despite the breeze that wisps around you. It’s that time of day where it’s starting to get dark but it’s almost hazy out, the light fighting to stay. Steve’s switched the music and it filters through the house and out into the backyard, so low you’re not sure if you can really even hear it. 

And you’ve got Steve beside you, legs tangled together under the table and hands brushing against each other lazily while you eat the dinner he prepared for you. He’s grinning from ear to ear, smiling around a bite of garlic bread at the bit of sauce that’s somehow ended up on the tip of your nose. 

As much as you cherish being around your loved ones, having a house full of laughter and electricity and banter, you savor these moments of just the two of you. When it’s so quiet you can hear the softness of his breathing or the little noises his mouth makes when he’s focused on something. You love to listen to the sound of his laughter when you tell a bad joke or something happens in a show he’s watching. 

You wish you could bottle up the way it feels when he looks at you like nothing else exists, like you’re all he knows and that’s enough for him. He watches you sometimes, lip between his teeth and a look in his eye like you’ve hung the moon. 

Love doesn’t seem to do it justice. It’s all consuming and overbearing in the best way possible. Sometimes he can just glance at you and that’s all it takes. You could be at the grocery store or the farmers market or a family dinner and when he looks at you from across the room and smiles it takes your breath away and it’s like you can feel the adoration for him running through your veins. 

You’ve never felt it before him and you know you’d never feel it after him—not that you plan on ever knowing what that’s like. 

It’s just you and him. 

And when your plates are cleared and the dishes are put away, the bottle of wine finished and the both of you are more than tipsy, you feel happy. It’s how you find yourself sitting across from each other on the kitchen floor, all the lights off and only the glow of the open refrigerator surrounding you. He’s fed you enough chocolate covered strawberries to make your teeth ache and your belly is sore from laughing at the melted chocolate you’ve swiped across his chin and his nose. 

He tries to pretend like he’s annoyed but fails, gripping your face in his hands and bumping his nose with yours so both of you are covered in chocolate, loud laughs turning into quiet giggles until you’re slumped against each other, sticky with strawberry juice and melted chocolate, hands looped together the whole time. 

[minttangerines]

Coworker!Hao got tix to Glastonbury and you didn’t

@kiestrokes

Yah! Covering again for Mingyu the fool. Doesn't he know there is a deadline this week to wrap up the quarter? Does he not care? No, of course not since he's hanging out in VIP with him. It was bad enough seeing their actual stories on social media but to see other people posting them for just being random 10's? Fuck that!

As much as you would love to flip your dining room table over, your cat, your laptop, and this bottle of Brachetto that was left on your desk would think otherwise.

How much is this wine? You didn't question the small gifts that started to show up on your desk when you had to take on extra work. Did it give you your time back? No but when it was wine, it made time disappear.

You rotate the bottle to pretend to understand Italian when you finally notice the note that was attached to it.

"If you get too drunk, you know how to reach me -XM"

Bastard...

[radiosciampli-blog]

Buongiorno mi preparo presto e vado nel mio negozio preferito O SOLE MIO,ho ordinato casatiello pastiera tortano sfogliatelle mozzarella di befala taralli e gli schiaffoni da fare al forno ripieni ,tutto doppio in egual misura per me e per qualcuno che non chiede mai ma che tengo nel cuore. Poi passo a prendere un vinello dolce io non bevo ma adoro ogni tanto un goccio di brachetto o olevano romano...e poi arriva Cookie, oggi lo tengo io, gli ho comprato un giochino nuovo e un nuovo guinzaglio blu come i suoi occhi.voi penserete leggendomi ammazza ma questa nun c'ha proprio niente da penza'.....invece ahimè è tutto il contrario....ma buttarla in caciara aiuta a vivere meglio. buona giornata. @radiosciampli

[cuorenero83]

Le cose che abbiamo in comune sono 4850

Le conto da sempre, da quando mi hai detto

"Ma dai, pure tu sei degli anni '60?"

Abbiamo due braccia, due mani, due gambe, due piedi

Due orecchie ed un solo cervello

Soltanto lo sguardo non è proprio uguale

Perché il mio è normale, ma il tuo è troppo bello

Le cose che abbiamo in comune"

Ricordi, sei tu che prima l'hai detto

Dicevi, "Ma guarda, lo stesso locale

Le stesse patate, lo stesso brachetto"

E ad ogni domanda una nuova conferma

Un identico ritmo di vino e risate

E poi l'emozione di quel primo bacio

Le labbra precise, perfette, incollate

Abbracciarti, studiare il tuo corpo

Vedere che in viso eri già tutta rossa

E intanto scoprire stupito e commosso

Che avevi le mie stesse identiche ossa

[suzylwade]

A Cheerful Person The rural ‘Church of San Rocco’ stands in the midst of the vineyards of Brachetto d’Acqui. It was built in the 18th century in rustic Baroque style. Today it is a delicate presence in the landscape with its small polylobate rose window at the centre of the façade. The great charm of this location and the vantage point of those arriving from a distance prompted Chinese artist Zhang Enli (Jilin, 1965) to revitalise the chapel with one of his works of abstract gestural painting. Borrowing colours from the surrounding natural setting Enli created a sort of “pareidolia” (human ability to see shapes or make pictures out of randomness) transforming the veneer of the church into a smiling face, delicately blurring the architectural features of with quick brushstrokes to form a unified whole. The project began during the pandemic in a period of lockdown. Enli envisaged a work of religious architecture set free amidst the vineyards as a happy presence capable of bringing a smile to those who encounter it. ‘A Cheerful Person’ is a tribute and response to Sol Lewitt and David Tremlett’s project in the 'Barolo Chapel’ (1999) one that transformed geometric colour fields into an explosion of marks - paying homage to the utterly Italian tradition of “gribouillage” (scribbling) - to Cy Twombly and to the creativity of childhood. #neonurchin #neonurchinblog #dedicatedtothethingswelove #suzyurchin #ollyurchin #art #music #photography #fashion #film #design #words #pictures #love #artmappingpiemonte #fondazionecompagniadesanpaolo #fondazionetorinomusei #artissima #sollewitt #davidtremlett #gribouillage #abstractgesturalpainting #pareidolia #churchofsanrocco #italy #acheerfulperson #zhangenli (at Piemonte, Italy) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjAPjgvMJIg/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[steviexwagner]

Task #002 - A Few of my Favorite Things

Food and Drink

Favorite fast food restaurant? Wendy’s

Favorite ice cream flavor? Ben & Jerry’s Half Baked

Favorite chocolate candy? Peanut M&Ms

Favorite fruity candy? Starbursts

Favorite kind of sushi? Sashimi

Favorite Asian dish? Chow mien

Favorite Italian dish? Carbonara

Favorite food of all time? Her grandmother’s chicken pot pie

Favorite pizza topping? Pepperoni

Favorite breakfast food? Fried eggs, hashbrowns, sausage, and toast

Favorite fruit? Strawberries and peaches

Favorite vegetables? Green beans

Favorite comfort food? Grilled cheese

Favorite dessert? Strawberry shortcake and peach cobbler

Favorite dish at Thanksgiving? Stuffing

Favorite thing to cook? Anything someone she loves likes

Favorite drink? Peach lemonade

Favorite alcoholic drink? Brachetto D'acqui wine

Favorite flavor coffee? Hazelnut

Television and Movies

Favorite ‘80s movie? Pretty in Pink

Favorite Harry Potter movie? Half-blood Prince

Favorite TV sitcom? Saved by the Bell

Favorite cartoon? Josie & The Pussycats

Favorite scary movie? Jennifer’s Body

Favorite funny movie? She’s the Man

Favorite celebrity? Julia Roberts

Favorite chick flick? Pretty Woman

Favorite Pixar movie? Wall-E

Favorite Disney movie? Sleeping Beauty

Favorite actress over 50? Meryl Streep

Favorite Marvel movie? She hasn’t really seen them

Favorite TV show? Gilmore Girls

Favorite movie? Pretty Woman

Favorite classic movie? Breakfast at Tiffany’s

Music

Favorite band or music artist? Shania Twain

Favorite music genre? Pop-country

Favorite ‘80s song? Girls Just Wanna Have Fun by Cyndi Lauper

Favorite song? Man! I Feel Like a Woman by Shania Twain

Travel and Recreation

Favorite state you’ve visited? Connecticut

Favorite country you want to visit? France

Favorite vacation location? Coastal town, Universal Studios

Favorite way to travel? Driving

Favorite place to go with family? The beach

Favorite vacation you’ve taken? Universal Studios for the twins’s 11th birthday

Favorite fictional place you’d want to visit? Hogwarts

Nature and Animals

Favorite breed of dog? Yellow lab retriever

Favorite season? Summer

Favorite flower? Peony

Favorite animal at the zoo? Giraffes

Favorite thing about a rainy day? How green everything looks (in the spring)

Favorite thing about spring? The flowers

Favorite thing about summer? Kids are out of school

Favorite thing about fall? Leaves changing, pumpkin spice lattes

Favorite thing about winter? Ice skating, hot chocolate, Christmas

Favorite animal? Starfish

Sports

Favorite sport? Soccer (because of the twins)

Favorite extreme sport you’re too scared to do? Cliff diving

Favorite Olympic sport? Ice skating

Favorite winter sport? Ice skating

Favorite sport as a hobby? Swimming

Favorite sports team? New York Giants

Childhood

Favorite nursery rhyme? Hush Little Baby

Favorite childhood memory? Sleepovers with friends, going to Camp Morningstar

Favorite board game? Life

Favorite toy as a child? Sky Dancers

Favorite thing about school? Being with her friends & Johnny

Favorite age? Seventeen

Favorite Christmas present? Spice Girl dolls

Favorite Dr. Seuss book? Green Eggs & Ham

Favorite Halloween costume you’ve worn? Princess Aurora

Favorite superhero? Wonder Woman

Favorite fairy tale? Rapunzel

Favorite game to play outside? Red Rover

Fashion and Beauty

Favorite place to shop? Target

Favorite perfume/cologne? Bare Vanilla from Victoria’s Secret

Favorite hair color? Blonde

Favorite makeup you can’t live without? Toner

Favorite shoes? Heels

Favorite occasion to dress up for? Weddings

Favorite hairstyle? ( x )

Favorite outfit you have? For work ( x ) / For home ( x )

Favorite soap scent? Strawberry & Vanilla Taffy by Native

Favorite article of clothing? Comfy sweaters

Favorite piece of jewelry? Her engagement ring, a necklace the twins gave her

Favorite thing to wear to bed? One of Johnny’s shirts and shorts

Other

Favorite book? A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett

Favorite video game? The Sims (when she was young)

Favorite holiday? Christmas

Favorite decade? 00s

Favorite candle scent? Sugar cookie

Favorite hobby? Baking, dancing

Favorite way to relax? Watching a movie with the family, girls nights, baking, yoga

Favorite place to meet up with friends? Her house, Patty’s

Favorite color? Powder blue

[the-eclectic-wonderer]

Off Menu Tag

My lovely mutual @valentinaonthemoon tagged me in her amazing tag game inspired by the Off Menu podcast (which I'll have to listen to very soon, it sounds great!!). This required a lot more thought than I expected it to, haha!

You're in the dream restaurant and a genie waiter is ready to take your dream meal order:

Where does your dream meal take place? Near a body of water, preferably on the seaside. Since this is my dream meal, I'm guessing I can choose the season as well, in which case the meal takes place in a warm late spring evening, so I can dine outside and enjoy the seaside air. I'm thinking specifically of a small seaside place where I had dinner while on holiday this past May -- a little candle-lit table on a wooden porch, decorated with fairy lights and flowers, and the sun slowly setting over the sea. Perfect.

Still or sparkling water? Sparkling. I generally prefer still water but I always get sparkling water with meals, if it's available. And it must be cold!

POPPADOMS OR BREAD? Bread, for sure. And since this is a dream meal, then specifically warm, just-baked bread. Even better: one of my dearest friends makes a showstopping warm, just-baked focaccia that I adore. That one.

Dream starter: My father makes some delicious scallops au gratin (which is, apparently, the translation for capesante gratinate). I could eat a ton of those, but I'll just take a few for this specific meal.

Dream main course: See, this is the hard one. In Italy we do these things right: we have a primo (a first course) and a secondo (a second course), so there's more room to choose. How am I supposed to only pick one main course? The English are barbaric when it comes to this stuff. I'll choose something with salmon and zucchini. I've tried my best to only choose one dish, but the best I can do is a toss-up: either salmon-zucchini pasta (with a pinch of saffron) or encrusted salmon filet with zucchini and dried tomatoes (there's a good recipe on Giallo Zafferano for this one).

Dream side dish: Roasted potato wedges. Well seasoned. I don't know what to tell you, Samwise Gamgee was right in his ode to the humble potato.

Dream drink: I'm not a big drinker, but if I'm feeling fancy I'll order a glass of fresh, sweet wine. In a dream situation, I'd probably choose between a Brachetto, a red Porto, or a small glass of a liqueur wine that's typical of the Cinque Terre region in Italy, the Sciacchetrà.

Dream dessert: My favourite dessert is what I believe the English call chocolate lava cake (those little cakes with a molten chocolate core inside). Definitely that, either with some sweet strawberries or with a fiordilatte cream -- there's a tea house near my house that serves their chocolate lava cake in a bath of cold fiordilatte cream and it is divine. I'm getting a craving for it just thinking about it!

Tagging, with no pressure whatsoever: anyone who likes this and wants to do this -- remember to tag me, if you do it! I think @hecatesbroom might get a kick out of this (especially considering your culinary skills!!), and maybe @queenofquestions would also enjoy? No pressure, of course -- only if you'd like to share!

Thank you so much Valentina, this was a lot of fun! And it also made me pretty hungry 😂

[luvrsoath]

✰ indicates that pairing is a side ship/au ship !!

✄ indicates that the pairing has broken up !!

✘ indicates that the pairing is not canon !!

# GENSHIN IMPACT

MIKOSHI MAI

electro-lit dreams / tomai — mikoshi mai & tomo

ASATO AKIO

✄ ; flambé — asato akio & thoma

✄ ; frostflake rebellion — asato akio & kamisato ayaka

ARATAKI KI

demptio furem — arataki ki & kuki shinobu

?? — arataki ki & kuki shinobu & naganohara yoimiya

?? — arataki ki & naganohara yoimiya

✰ / ✘ ; suki — arataki ki & kuki shinobu & kujou sara

✰ / ✘ ; flabellum furem — arataki ki & kujou sara

✄ ; dr. & detective — arataki ki & shikanoin heizou

✄ / ✘ ; angel’s turmoil — arataki ki & vanserra malykai

NGÔ YẾN THI XUÂN

✄ / ✘ ; rewind — ngô yến thi xuân & arlecchino

PAPILLION VEILLANTIF

heel to heal — papillion veillantif & lucrezia

✰ ; in the frosted sea — papillion veillantif & wriothesley

✰ ; dernière danse — veillantif, lucrezia & navia, clorinde

# HONKAI: STAR RAIL

NINE

?? — nine & firefly

fluorescent dreams — nine & firefly & sparkle

?? — nine & sparkle

KHÔI

geniuses’ reprise — khôi & ruan mei

golden ratio — khôi & veritas ratio

✄ ; ode to the sea — khôi & tien

✘ ; water lilies’ grove — shūfēn & khôi

SHŪFĒN

✘ ; venus flytrap — shūfēn & dreamweaver

✘ ; the veiled god’s hand — shūfēn & ambrose

✘ ; garden of rotting roses — shūfēn & argenti

✘ ; water lilies’ grove — shūfēn & khôi

HÀOYÚ

a whisker away — hàoyú & jing yuan

HÓNGHUĀ

✰ ; ?? — hónghuā & huāfēn

✰ ; ?? — hónghuā & feixiao

RHODOLITE

?? — rhodolite & topaz

✘ ; ?? — rhodolite & moonstone

REMORA

within arms reach — remora & lomi

SAUVIGNON CABERNET

?? — sauvignon cabernet & d’acqui brachetto

HIBI

✰ ; ?? — hibi & falsym hollie

ODETTE

?? — odette & korix

RAFAEL

tanghulu — rafael & dra tart

KUMIKUMA

?? — kumikuma & velvet

TIEN

✄ ; ode to the sea — tien & khôi

# WUTHERING WAVES

YÀOXĪNG

?? — yàoxīng & jiyan

ORION

?? — orion & aalto

✰ ; ?? — orion & reene

# VALORANT

VƯƠNG KIM-LY

imperial gold — vương kim-ly & li zhao yu

✰ ; golden gears — vương kim-ly & iselin

✰ ; ?? — vương kim-ly & nectaria silviu

✄ ; snake’s dance — vương kim-ly & callas sabine

NGUYỄN HANH

fungi — nguyễn hanh & nectaria silviu

# ORIGINAL WORLD

KWON HA-MIN

?? — kwon ha-min & lim yu-mi

HUY ORPHEUS

?? — huy orpheus & lum latimeria

?? — huy orpheus & hong hyeonwoo

LUM LATIMERIA

?? — lum latimeria & huy orpheus

HONG HYEONWOO

?? — hong hyeonwoo & huy orpheus

# ETC

HOANG VIEN

encore before sunrise — hoang vien & solis morix

YÁN XIĀO JÌNG

lost to time — yán xiāo jìng & angel devil & hayakawa aki

LOVELACE WINNIE SEPHEREN

?? — lovelace winnie sephren & gogol nikolai

?? — l. winnie sephren & g. nikolai & dostoyevsky fyodor

?? — lovelace winnie sephren & d. fyodor

AIUICHI TOKI

?? — aiuchi toki & tokito muichiro

[cvpiidbiites]

CVPID'S RETURING CUSTOMERS

➵ Welcome to our lovely list for the post office .ᐟ This is a list of where all our letters often go to!

➵ ♡ = Canon

➵ 𖦹 = No longer together / Broken up

➵ ✩ = Side-Ship / Not canon

↳ Genshin Impact -

Fia

♡ Frosted Flowers / sewn studies — Fia, Tighnari, Kaveh, Cyno, and Al Haitham

✩ ??? — Fia & Ajax

✩ ??? — Fia & Chiori

✩ ??? — Fia & Diluc

✩ ??? — Fia & Navia

✩ ??? — Fia & Xilonen

Lucrezia

♡ Heel to Heal — Lucrezia & Papillion Veillantif

✩ Dernière Danse — Lucrezia, Papillion Veillantif, Navia, & Clorinde

↳ Honkai Star Rail -

Ambrose

♡ ??? — Ambrose & Luocha

✩ The Veiled God's Hands — Ambrose & Shūfēn

Brachetto (Ket) d'Acqui

♡ ??? — Brachetto (Ket) d'Acqui & Sauvignon Cabernet

Dra Tart

Tanghulu — Dra Tart & Rafael

Dream-Weaver

♡ ??? — Dream-Weaver & Blade

✩ Vensus Fly Trap — Dream-Weaver & Shūfēn

Ena

✩ 𖦹 A Bitter Aftertaste — Ena & Meringue

Faust Sheol

♡ — Faust & Screwllum

Hollie Falsym

✩ — Hollie & Hibi

Huafen

✩ ??? — Huafen & Hónghuā

✩ ??? — Huafen & Jiaoqiu

✩ ??? — Huafen & Jiaoqiu & Moze

✩ Aroma Bath Bombs — Huafen & Lingsha

Korix

✩ — Korix & Odette

Lomi

♡ Within Arms Reach — Lomi & Remy

Moonstone

𖦹 ??? — Moonstone & Rhodolite

𖦹 ??? — Moonstone & Jade

Vesper

✩ ??? — Vesper & Boothill

♡ ??? — Vesper & Sunday

✩ ??? — Vesper & Boothill & Sunday

✩ ??? — Vesper & Boothill & Argenti

Velvet

✩ ??? — Velvet & ???

↳ Wuthering Waves -

Reene

✩ ??? — Reene & Orion

✩ Painted Whispers — Reene & Zhezhi

Yingmei - 盈美

✩ ??? — Yingmei & Calcharo

♡ Eternal Life — Yingmei & Changli

VIX

✩ ??? — VIX & Scar

↳ Étomau -

Aphelion

♡ Scales of the Eclipsed — Aphelion & Celesti

↳ DND

Morix

✩ Encore Before Sunrise — Morix & Vien Hoang

Dúlamán

𖦹 ♡ Frayed Golden Knot — Dúlamán & Cebe

Cebe

𖦹 ♡ Frayed Golden Knot — Cebe & Dúlamán

↳ Demon Slayer

Enma Shiori

✩ ??? — Enma Shiori & Ishikawa Fuyuko & Kimura Suzume & Saitō Kokoro

Ishikawa Fuyuko

✩ ??? — Ishikawa Fuyuko & Kimura Suzume & Saitō Kokoro & Enma Shiori

Kimura Suzume

✩ ??? — Kimura Suzume & Saitō Kokoro & Enma Shiori & Ishikawa Fuyuko

Saitō Kokoro

✩ ??? — Saitō Kokoro & Enma Shiori & Ishikawa Fuyuko & Kimura Suzume & Saitō Kokoro

✩ ??? — Saitō Kokoro & Gyomei Himejima

↳ ECT

Apnoa

✩ ??? — Apnoa & Ango Sakaguchi

✩ ??? — Apnoa & Edgar Allan Poe

✩ ??? — Apnoa & Howard Phillips Lovecraft

✩ ??? — Apnoa & Katai Tayama

Lumi

♡ ??? — Lim Yu-Mi & Kwon Ha-Min

Silviu

Fungi — Nectaria Silviu & Nguyễn Hanh

✩ ??? — Nectaria Silviu & Vương Kim-Ly

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