What Body Part Are You?

what body part are you?

Hands

you're a busy bee, always doing something. you're the type of person that sees projects to their completion, and you pride yourself on that. something of an overachiever—have you ever allowed yourself to simply exist? you come across as driven and intense. even if you're not a leader, people look up to you. please remember that it's okay to not be productive.

the winery master releases a sigh, setting down the bottle of wine he had been serving another patron.

"i apologize, i don't mean to be presumptuous. i suppose since you're friends with... him," him being the unserious anemo archon, "i can only think you're up to no good as most of his company are rather rowdy or mischievous." he explains.

he shakes his head, "again, i apologize. if you'd like, you're still welcome to tell me about your job. i can't say i know much about that sort of career path."

@noctuafought // Zhongli

SC // Not Accepting

      "Do I really look that suspicious to you?" He questions. Drink in hand as a brow slowly raises. "I'm just travelling from Liyue as a friend recommended I should taste the wine here if I had the opportunity." But then he sighs. "What would convince you that I'm nothing more than a funeral consultant?"

please. this is worse than i imagined and i need your help. // from Baizhu!

— @tenebriism

diluc certainly hadn't expected the doctor to need his help so desperately, but he isn't one to ignore conflict or trouble.

he releases a sigh and he nods, adjusting his coat sleeves.

"very well. i'll try my best to help you. lead the way."

[ stormy ] sender arrives at receiver's doorstep soaking wet

— @aeviare

diluc exits his study, intending to settle at the dining table before adelinde comes and drags him out kicking and screaming. he hears the pounding at the door and he excuses himself, detouring and opening it.

before him stands the traveler, soaking wet from the pouring rain outside, and his concern skyrockets.

"aether?!" he quickly ushers the blonde inside, sending for a maid to retrieve towels.

"are you okay? what happened to you?" he asks as he fusses over the other.

WHERE DO YOU GO WHEN YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES?

fire it hurts to be near him -- he makes you want to scream, cry, throw a fit. would this be fixed if you had what he has? would you stop hating so furiously if you became him? open your heart to the possibility that not everyone wants to drown you. maybe then, you'll be able to swim.

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