#IC; Lumine

[fallroute]

"Everything okay? You took a nasty sort of spill there." There was concern on the blonde's features as she knelt down near the other. "Is anything broken? Hurt? Bruised? Twisted? I can patch it up as best I can and take you to Mondstadt so a doctor can look at your injuries."

@nextlater

[thundertide-a]

and @Lumine: About Childe, Kazuha, or Thoma - her choice or she can answer all three!

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"It's admirable how dedicated he is to his family. He'd do anything to keep Teucer's dreams alive as long as he can... I'll admit, it's not something I expected from him. Maybe it was amusing to see at first, how he'd trip over himself to see it happen and cover his work, but when I realized why he was doing it? He calls himself a bad guy, and I'm not sure I can agree with that. Not after seeing how much he loves his family. I hope someday Aether and I can be that close again..."

"Kazuha is like the breeze. He's quiet and calm... Peaceful to be around, and a breath of fresh air. It's nice to spend time with him, but I can't help but feel like there's things he hides - A loneliness even he's not sure what to do with. I wouldn't want to pry into his business - that's for him to sort out until he asks for help, of course - but I do hope if he needs it, he'll ask for help, even if it's just to spend a day with someone. This world can be a lonely place, and I don't want to see that ensnare Kazuha more than it has to. He's been through enough as it is. May he find peace."

"I'll never understand how Thoma does it. He does the cooking, cleaning, tending to the Kamisatos' needs, the shopping... He helps in town, sorts out the Yashiro Commission's issues, is there to lend a hand to anyone who asks it of him, and even when people don't. He does so much... I know those unwilling to accept him and looking at him as an outsider, but it seems... Unfair to me. There's a kind heart in him and so many still refuse to see it, or give him the time of day - I hope with the abolishment of the decrees, they'll start to see him in a different light. Thoma deserves the smiles he gives others, as well. I'd like to see that for him, at least."

[reginrokkr]

Footprints are left in their wake one by one on the blanket of snow, step by step as Dáinsleif treads the grounds of unknown lands. No sight of humankind nor of any shape or form of any civilization left behind or human activity whatsoever. Only monsters he hasn't seen before, while they are reminiscent of Abyss-affiliated fiends judging by the powers they draw and sometimes the anthropomorphic form they have. As star beasts in Teyvat, these are no laughing matter nor deserve to let one's guard down no matter how skilled one may be.

The sheer cold and snow that never seems to melt begets curiosity within the seraph's mind, ever wondering about the ecosystem of this world and if that is the reason why there is no human life here— or perhaps there may be none at all to be had if humans don't exist in this place. Dáinsleif is cognizant of the fact that inhospitable lands can be incompatible with other forms of life, too.

Not long before he decides to rest does he see from afar metallic fences and machinery that he opts for walking some more and have a look, albeit never intruding into territory he doesn't know. Whoever or whatever created this, he cannot be sure whether they will act kindly within his presence. Where creations lay so must loom nearby their creators and ere long does Dáinsleif find out that said creators are humans. Good, so long as mankind exists in this star, so his possibilities to learn about this vast universe will increase.

Rubescent lips part to heave a content sigh for such pleasant discovery and so Dáinsleif turns on his heels to leave. His aching muscles beg for rest, so does his mind after an undetermined amount of time walking and seeing little more than a vast albor ocean of snow. Somewhere discreet where he cannot be found yet not too far from the settlement is the chosen location to rest until a fox's cry causes his guard to be up once more, trained eyes in search of any presence that must've caused the tundra animal to be in distress.

Against his aching muscle's will, he rouses on his feet and searches for any living being activity within his vicinities. The source of the cry is found with immediacy as soon as a man's figure —judging by his muscular-looking back and broad shoulders— crouching catches his attention. With one hand he holds the poor fox in place while it struggles to thrash about in order to break free from his grasp and with the other snow is grabbed and brought to his lips. Despite the oddity of eating or drinking snow, stellar pupils take notice of a patch of blood making itself evident through the fabric of his top-wear on his arm.

❝You are hurt.❞ Only after these words abandon his lips does the seraph berate himself mentally at the prospect that the man may not understand the language. Even so, his voice stands low and gentle, tone does wonders to communicate feelings when language cannot establish a bridge of understanding. Dáinsleif ignores if what little fauna that lives in these snowy plains may be drawn to blood and thus put the man in danger, or if his life is endangered depending on the amount of blood that was spilled. His index finger points towards his own arm, pointing to the location of the other's injury to make himself clearer through signals. ❝Blood loss is detrimental in a place like this and I happen to have some medical knowledge.❞ One step brings him closer to the man, slow and measured to not generate hostility. His hand stretches towards him, an invitation. ❝Do you need help?❞

@longzhua ✦

[lustimpacted]

The hot spring

open to any and all [male/female/futa]

Lumine was visiting Inazuma to spend time with a few friends before a fireworks festival. She always loved the festivals that happened in the kingdoms. She wanted to clean up and relax before the festival started the next day. so she went to the sauna that night and started to bathe and relax. that was when she heard the door slide open. she looked over. "I am sorry am I taking too long?" she asked.

[moonilit]

just went through the second part of the AQ and to put it mildly, im not handling these sad Victorian children well

[corpulentcarbs]

GAINshin Impacking pounds

That was not clever at all I’m sorry

[fleetinglotus]

When the gf lets you rob Mondstadt plants because its the nation of Freedom.

[someawesomeamvs]

Warning: Potential spoilers

Title: Figure Skating Pun

Editor: PieandBeerAMV

Song: Gloria

Artist: The Lumineers

Anime: Yuri!!! on Ice

Category: Romance/Drama

[viatrixtravels-a]

A sweet dream

"Aether..."

"Aether...!!"

Finally ー At last, they were reunited.

Lantern Rite spent together with her brother, it felt like a dream.

...

It was a dream.

When she woke up, her heart felt terribly empty. Her brother was not actually with her - it was all just a sweet temptation.

Lumine felt tears welling up in her eyes, her chest aching painfully as the harsh reality slowly sunk in.

"Hic...Uu...Hic..."

These were times of celebration - a festival to come together with friends and family and feel connected as one.

Yet right now, she felt so terribly alone.

[glacialswordsman-a]

[ last ditch ] + reverse : ) / lumine

prompt

Natlan.

A land laden with war and strife, where humans and dragons coexisted. Kaeya has certainly never been to Natlan until recently, when Lumine asked him to come along. It was a perfect opportunity, one where he’d be able to attempt to establish connections that could be woven within his intricate web of intelligence. He knew going to the nation of the Pyro Archon was a potentially dangerous feat, considering the endless war that plagued the country. However, he didn’t expect it to be this bad.

Kaeya was a tad fearful when the Traveler had been pulled into a conflict, as she always is. Yet, something about this didn’t feel right—didn’t sit right with him. He knew Capitano was somewhere in the nation as well, and it set him on edge. Knowing the reaches the Fatui have, and how they’re notorious for stirring up trouble, he desired to get to the bottom of this. He needed to find something, anything, that could help Lumine during their stay here.

In the middle of him sitting at a desk within their teapot, trying to write out some letters, she mentioned it was time for her to go. His head whipped around, gazing at her with pure concern before he quickly stood up and crossed the room, taking her arms in his hands.

“Don’t make rash decisions. Don’t rush into the fray, don’t risk your life over something you cannot control—,” he stated, his expression worried and just a little frantic. “And more importantly, don’t hesitate to run. Please. I know you’re used to war, but I worry for you all the same.”

He leaned down to pepper kisses to her forehead, still holding onto her arms before shifting to embrace her fully, pulling her against him and into his chest. He pressed his lips to the crown of her head as he held her, brows furrowing together as he sent a plea for any Archon that would hear him to keep her safe. One of them had to, surely.

“Be safe, meus sol. I love you,” Kaeya whispers lightly, pulling away enough to press a lingering kiss against her lips. He reluctantly let her go when he knew he was taking too much of her time, watching her leave the home before she teleported out of the teapot altogether. His heart was a heavy weight in his chest, but he grew more determined to get back to his own work, doing his best to gather intel for her later use.

[fallroute]

"M-mark... my words! V-vengeance... v-vengeance will be m-miiiine!"

"Why is Eula stuttering so badly today?"

[reginrokkr]

Not long ago, Dáinsleif has learned that those who experience abyssal poisoning may have symptoms akin to being immersed in a dream. Dreams should be as natural as breathing to human beings, yet the primary reason why they're considered a symptom is because the people who live in Khaenri'ah had lost that ability for unknown reasons, thus earning the kingdom's location the descriptor as a «dreamless land». That would be a good explanation why the noctilucent knight is in a state he can only describe as dreaming, if it weren't because he hasn't partaken in any actions that would lead him to said poisoning.

In an even closer event than learning about poison-induced dreams, Twilight Sword reminisces one of his brother's ceaseless rambles about Irminsul, about how that tree may be an emanation of an even bigger tree somewhere in the universe just like there are multiple emanations of the Axis Mundi scattered across Teyvat. Given that the conversation strayed into topics that only those who Dáinsleif would consider to be abyss lunatics, he never paid too much attention to that, nor he necessarily believes that statement to be true to his current state of affairs. If anything, because it doesn't matter in the face of the predicament he's facing.

He doesn't know for how long he's treaded this new city, so unlike what he's heard of other nations, so distant from what could anyone imagine civilizations to grow into by the time humanity reaches such level of advancement. His concern, none other than the suggestion he was made just a few days ago: a chance for receiving the power of the abyss within him. And an even more worrisome premise is that Vedrfolnir himself was the one to ask.

If it is true that he bears a connection to Irminsul as his brother had claimed, perhaps this dream could be an answer from the almighty tree to help him come to a decision. Somewhere far away where the weight of his decision-making won't affect his daily life, somewhere inconsequential to what he does. Not that Dáinsleif has any interest in doing anything— actually, he couldn't even said he had walked down the streets long enough to acquaint himself with this city. Only enough until it's reached his ears the location of a confessional. The notion of attending one heavily foreign to a non-believer like him, if his understanding of the workings of one is correct according to what he had heard from others who came to Khaenri'ah after losing their faith in their god.

But perhaps... it is worth it a shot.

Reason why he's currently waiting on line, hesitant and nervous all the same to such extent that he kept offering his turn to another when he was close enough to be the next to confess. Dáinsleif could procrastinate as much his turn until he was the last and final individual of the day to step forward, his mind too far adrift thinking about his brother and all the signs under the crimson moon he could find that indicated a certain obsession with the abyss to notice.

@halothes ✧

[eepyartz]

Grand Festival Outfits

[lustimpacted]

Continued RP

Continued from here; for @stripclub-elysium

The blonde had her eyes closed as the other spoke. She was fully relaxed. "Hm? Oh, I am doing well, nothing terrible has happened yet. A few bandits that I took care of by the road but other than that, nothing."

[intcritus]

she's grumbling. how could he squander this for her?

[whorunthewcrld]

Lumine looked up at the sky and squinted. They really needed to get going. Peeking into the Nagonohara's shop Lumine smirked a little. "Yoimiya, if we don't head out soon we are going to miss our ship out of Ritou. Think you've packed enough supplies yet?"

"I'm sure Natlan will have more then enough pyrotechnic supplies to satisfy even you. It is the Pyro Nation after all."

@ofhope