#protectivemuses

[draconicfool]

"'Luc..? Hey...hey 'Luc, wake up..." Eros has perched himself on the other's chest. Staring down at him as the early morning light comes in through the blinds. His head tilted slightly as he stares down at him. Tail wagging gently. A little nudge now as he tries to rouse the taller male once more.

"...I tried to use what the maids have called 'the stove top' and I think I burned something...please wake up...'Luc..?"

@protectivemuses || sc.

[reflective-muses]

@protectivemuses cont from: x

“I’ve always self-isolated in the past, so it’s fine.  I’ll keep to my room and try to stay out of your space until this is over,” Kaveh replied, trying to force away any discomfort his body was preparing to put him through for the next several days.

“I’ll stock up on water and snacks as much as I can now so I don’t need to bother you later,” he continued as he stepped into the kitchen to procure as many food and water supplies as he could carry to keep in his room.

Carmine eyes glanced over at the laundry in the bathroom as he passed by, but he redirected his focus.  He could rummage through that later… when Alhaitham wasn’t home.

Kaveh did, however, grab some of the pillows from the divans in the living room aside from the ones that his roommate was using and brought them to his room.  He made a couple more paces through the house to gather a few other things he knew he’d need and then closed his bedroom door.

This wasn't even supposed to happen.  Had he missed taking his suppressants?  Kaveh had always been good about taking them on time.  He glanced at the calendar hanging on his wall, scrutinizing it.  It was packed full of client meetings and other things he had to do–and also kept track of his suppressants schedule.  A curse was hissed behind his closed door.

The blond popped his head out of his room and he looked at Alhaitham.

“I hate to ask this but… if I give you a list of my clients for this week could you tell them I need to postpone our meetings? Please?” he requested, his eyes pleading.

“It’s not a lot of people–just three.  Tell them I’m sick or something, and that I’ll get in touch with them to reschedule,” he explained and then offered, “I’ll make it up to you later.”

Kaveh could buy them dinner or make a favorite dish of Alhaitham’s as a ‘thank you’ once this was over with.

[constellaris]

@protectivemuses : Silverwolf is staring at him expectantly. "...Can I draw on your bandages again?"

" ... If it amuses you for a while , I suppose . " He does like seeing her happy, even if he doesn't express it.

[muses-of-teyvat]

@protectivemuses liked for an hsr verse starter!

Sometimes life just threw things at you and you had to handle them as they came. Wriothesley had a lot of experience honing that particular skill. It wasn't like he minded, either, not when it was something inconsequential and fairly fun. When he'd visited the Xianzhou Zhuming on business - intending to inquire about the fleet's artificial suns and whether a smaller one could be manufactured for the Fortress of Meropide - he'd certainly not expected to be put to work while the general he was supposed to talk to was busy with other matters. But alas, one of the craftsmen in their incredibly massive forge had taken one look at his build and more or less dumped a load of heavy spears into his arms and told him to 'take these to requisitions'. He'd... figured it out from there. It had been about four hours now, and Wriothesley was honestly having the time of his life running to and fro and learning all manner of things. It wasn't all too different from when he'd been a kid in the Production Zone, except people were nicer, as a rule. Currently he was carrying a rather heavy sword that was apparently 'cursed', which meant he was not supposed to 'touch it directly or talk to it'. This was possibly the strangest thing he'd done all day, but he was curious to see where it lead. Entering the workshop he'd been sent to, he did a double take at first. There was no burly blacksmith here, just a little girl, handling the blade she was holding with clear expertise. ... ah, well. Wriothesley was good with kids. "Excuse me, hi, you wouldn't be Miss Yunli, would you? I have this to be melted down?" He waved with the sword a bit.

[ice-and-lightning]

Despite not knowing much of her or about her, Yanqing would at least have the ability to now know Jingliu when he saw her. And this time is no different, although instead of Yanqing being her main opponent, the scene is switched with her focus on someone else.

The General.

By the time this dream version of him would stumble upon the two, there is pleading Jing Yuan on her to please wake up, to snap out of it as glowing red eyes stared coldly at him before with one swift motion, she can seen tearing him down just like so many others she had done before.

Whether he has time to react or not is dependent on his reflexes as her attention now turns to him before she begins to move his way. Right before he finally wakes. (Was torn between her taking Jing Yuan or smth with Yunli maybe, but here's this tho it's super late from all the nightmare chaos)

@protectivemuses || more trauma nightmares for Yanqing, and this is all @shallliveoninsong fault.

Something is wrong, Yanqing can sense it. If someone asked him to explain why, he wouldn't be able to tell, but after many years of training and battle the teen has a very well-tuned intuition. Right now, that intuition is screaming.

It doesn't take long for him to see why. He recognises her now, Jingliu, the General's mentor. The old swordsmaster. Unlike the last time they had met, she is not fully consumed by mara. Unfortunately, that is not the worst. No, the worst is the person she is currently targeting: Jing Yuan.

No, no, no, no!

Yanqing can see that she isn't hearing, isn't even recognising Jing Yuan. His pleads won't reach her. No, no, no!

Instinct takes over and he immediately sends one of his ice swords towards her, but it's too late. The sword doesn't reach her in time. She tears down Jing Yuan before Yanqing can stop her.

Failing. He failed the General. Failed his father.

As she turns towards him, he ignores the danger, instead he tries to reach Jing Yuan. Before anything else can happen, Yanqing wakes up.

He is panting and covered in sweat. It was just a dream. Not real. He's trembling and trying not to cry, but fails as tears silently starts streaming down his face. At least he didn't scream this time and there's no sounds from the General's bedroom.

Furiously rubbing his eyes, he tries to will the tears to stop, but they don't. He knows they won't until he's certain. Certain that everything is fine.

As quietly as possible, he walks to Jing Yuan's room and slowly opens the door. For a moment, he stands there silently, feeling panic rising when he can't hear any breathing, not realising it's his own panic that hides the soft breaths of a sleeping man. At least at first. The man quickly stirs.

"Yanqing?"

"S-sorry... I... I had a bad dream..." he confesses and Jing Yuan immediately scoots over. The teen doesn't hesitate and soon, he's pulled into strong, safe arms of a very much alive Jing Yuan.

No questions are asked and eventually, both fall asleep again.

[captivemuses]

Give me a dancae and yanli kid from that kid meme. I dare you 🔫

If they had a kid meme

send me a pair name and I’ll tell you what I think it would be like if they had a child.

Dancae:

Name: Sage

Gender: Female

General Appearance: Gray hair and blue eyes, not an exact match to Dan Heng's but a little lighter. Think Stelle but with blue eyes

Personality: Trash panda like her father. Very social and good at interacting with people

Special Talents: She's just as adept at using a baseball bat as Caelus and loves using it for a variety of things

Who they like better: Caelus because he lets her get away with more. Rules were made to be broken after all

Who they take after more: Caelus, trash panda 2.0. She's Dan Heng's daughter really in eye similarity only

Personal Head canon: She picked up reading very quickly and will sit with books for awhile if she gets engrossed in something

Yanli:

Name: Yumei

Gender: Female

General Appearance: Blonde hair golden eyes. Slight in stature but average in height

Personality: She has two stubborn parents so that girl is also very much her parents child in that respect. But as she got older she follows directions well due to her military upbringing from both parents and her grandfathers. Is confident in herself from having many talented swords teachers, but tends to be hard on herself (similar to Yanqing) for that exact same reason.

Special Talents: She can't handle quite as many as her father can at one time, but Yumei can handle two of the flying swords if she really has her focus lasered in and not broken for anything. Most of the time she can still only handle one without issue.

Who they like better: She likes both parents equally but she gets a little biased towards her father when she's practicing with flying swords and trying to handle more of them in combat.

Who they take after more: Yanqing, both for personality and combat style

Personal Head canon: As a little one her preferred place to nap was with Jing Yuan because grandpa deserves naps too, and his chest was just a comfortable spot for the baby to do so when she was able

[kyukicho]

@protectivemuses asked: Wakasa had felt his ears burning a bit previously but ignored it. At least until he decided to go see if Senju would want to spar again today to help keep her training routine, pausing as he overheard her talking. Wait.. Why was she talking about him? Picking up few pieces, he had the feeling he knew what she was talking about but he was still confused.

It was clear she was talking about having a crush, and he thought he faintly caught something about kids, but had she really thought of that stuff about or with him? He wouldn't have expected that considering their ages, but he supposed that didn't matter when it came to someone you had a crush on.

Pretending not to hear, he lightly knocked on the door and peeked over. "Hey. Ya' wanna keep ya' routine and spar today or skip?"

This has been one bout of stress after another. People constantly coming and bothering her about her crush. Getting all the juicy details out of her. Senju couldn't believe she had actually answered some of their questions. How embarrassing. The only saving grace was that Waka still had no idea.

The knock made her practically leap out of her skin, though. Not expecting someone, let along him! Senju quickly, if not clumsily, composed herself. Straightening out her shirt and wheeling 'round to face Wakasa at the door.

"You're joking right? I'm not tired. Why would I skip?" Gathering up her normal gym bag and stuffing a few clean clothes inside. "Let's go! You're going to have to buy new equipment after I'm done with it today!"

[frozenambiguity]

continued from here. | @protectivemuses

Some traits are hard to erase. Those that derive from childhood are no exception.

One needs only be attentive to notice them. One can sense how the captain’s disposition changes on sunny days if blessed with such a skill. How his shoulders relax and his steps become carefree when in the heart of the city, bustling with familiar voices. How his laughter mixes with the sound of waves, seagulls, and water splashing as he runs and plays with Klee near the seashore. How his gaze twinkles as he searches for the most beautiful of shells. How he acts in specific ways, sometimes surprisingly docile, other times incredibly petty, to get precisely what he wants. How he becomes shy when he is at the center of attention. How he yearns for warmth and simplicity.

Or how he pouts when a particular wound is bothering him.

Adelinde and the rest of the servants call him the Winery’s sun. Truly, it takes so little for him to shine. Some would be surprised.

Although Kaeya has learned to remain in the shadows, oh, how he sometimes longs for the light. So, when a familiar redhead approaches him, face stern yet concealing genuine care, he begins to shine. There is disbelief, at first. A shy smile threatens to be drawn. And, at last, a hand is weakly extended. An act of hesitant obedience, which ends all too soon once he opens his mouth, offering a teasing retort of his own.

«Why? Scared I would bleed out and dirty your precious counters, Master Diluc?~» Kaeya knows the redhead is trying to take care of him, in his own awkward, messy way. Kaeya can only hope Diluc knows this is his way of saying Thanks.

They do not need to voice feelings for them to be understood.

Has it not always been like this between them?

«Don't you worry about that. I am a man of principle, you know? I wouldn't want to scare your customers away or have Angel's Share fail a health inspection. Although...» A knowing look on his features. «A cool wound under such a punk rock glove would add character now, wouldn't it?» Conversation for the sake of conversation. Perhaps it seems meaningless, the topic of debate silly. But how long... How long has it been since they last interacted like this?

[deathfavor]

shakes treats for older tora threads - @protectivemuses

At eighteen, Kazutora knew violence better than most people would their entire lives. He had known it his whole life, but three years ago the lifeline had snapped. Maybe. He's not really sure, only that Hanma and Kisaki had been there to pick up pieces and remind the tiger to sharpen his claws until he was a weapon for others. Pay the tiger and you'll have violence delivered to your enemies.

Toman was the one exception. But then it'd gone quiet. Maybe they disbanded. Kazutora didn't know. He didn't care. He never wanted to hear anything about it. And not about a particular someone. Made life easier for him.

Kazutora ignores the blood splattered on him as he leaves an alleyway and lingers at the entrance. It only takes a moment for him to pull out a cigarette and light it, drawing in a lungful of smoke. Most people are smart enough to know to avoid attracting the tiger's attention, when danger radiates from him. The few who don't are simply because they know him and there's a simply lift of chins in acknowledgement to each other.

At least, till there's a new face he doesn't recognize. Gold eyes focus on him, uncanny in their almost unblinking, wide stare. " You need something? " Kazutora asks after a minute, looking the guy over. Something seems familiar but Kazutora can't figure out what it might be. " Cause if you don't, I'd recommend stop staring. That shit can get you in all sorts of trouble. " He laughs, a bit harsh, something sharp edged in the sound.

[limitlessscion]

@protectivemuses starter for the best son

"You've been working real hard!" Satoru cheerfully slapped the boy in the back with enthusiastic force. While he looked still entirely untouched by the hours of training, Yuji definitely bore the brunt of exhaustion. Satoru had kept the pace intense, but Yuji was able to step up and meet him every step of the way.

It won't be long now that Yuji would be perfectly fine without his protection.

"As a reward, we're going out tonight to stuff our faces. Yakiniku!" Satoru enthusiastically pulled out a flyer covered with an advertisement for an all-you-can eat BBQ experience, entirely filled with delicious photos of grilling meat.

Being cooped up in secret alone at the school wasn't good for a growing young boy after all, and while Satoru made a poor social replacement for his peers, good food and plenty of it is always a surefire way to raise one's spirits.

"Get cleaned up, Ijichi will pick us up soon."

[draconicfool]

@protectivemuses asked: i want you to run, okay? run and don't look back. / Diluc protecting the bae

"But- but what about you?" The Sovereign was all but pulling him to come with. Even if he was holding his side with one hand. Trying to stop the blood that was slicking his darkened fingers. "I'm scared- don't go-. Please don't go-."

DRAMATIC & PROTECTIVE RELATIONSHIP PROMPTS || accepting

[reflective-muses]

cont from: x @protectivemuses

"That makes sense." Aventurine could relate to the feeling of being on edge and the anxiety. His fate was always hanging by a thread, after all.

"There's some coffee in the lobby. Or, I could order you a better coffee from a nearby coffee shop, extra espresso." By could, of course he meant he was going to. He already had his phone out and the app open.

"How do you like your coffee, friend?"

[constellaris]

Aventurine has been busy, handling his delegated tasks while away. But now that Caelus has had time to catch up with him, he's chuckling while playing with one of the catcakes while his head is in Aven's lap. "Did I miss out on anything interesting?" He's always happy to hear Aven's days or stories, after all.

It wasn't often he got time alone with the Trailblazer, especially not since the happenings on Penacony, but he really wasn't about to complain in the end - not when it gave him a chance like this. Vibrant eyes rarely left the other before him, one hand idly toying with ashy strands while the other was busy waving around a cat toy for a small group of the catcakes.

" Shouldn't I be the one asking you that sort of thing ? Considering I've been confined to bed rest for a while now . " Aventurine couldn't help but laugh to himself, head tilting slightly - though he clearly was rather enjoying their quiet time together.

" I've been saddled with a lot of paperwork , more than anything , nothing even remotely interesting ... I have to admit , this is probably the highlight of my week - if not month . "

[harmonysheart]

@protectivemuses ( caelus )

She knew there was no real reason to be on edge, but admittedly, she couldn't help feeling a touch on edge whenever Caelus went off to do who knows what. It still felt odd, traveling with the rest of the Express, but being able to spend so much time with him ...

The sound of the door sliding open had Robin lifting her head, turning away from what she'd been busy with - nothing all that special, but there she stood, dressed in one of the Trailblazer's own shirts, blinking over at him as a smile soon lifted her features.

" Caelus , welcome back ! "

[ice-and-lightning]

💬 for Caelus from Arlan, and Yunli from Yanqing maybe???

@protectivemuses || unsent texts

[msg → Caelus]: Was the fried rice I made to your liking? [deleted]

[msg → Caelus]: Do you think I'm hard to approach? [deleted]

[msg → Caelus]: I heard Mr. Yang likes mecha too. Do you have any advice for how to ask him about recommendations? [deleted]

[msg → Yunli]: Why are you so infuriating? Do you want people to get angry at you? Do you want to be alone for the rest of your life? [deleted]

[msg → Yunli]: I hope you heal quickly from your injuries. [deleted]

[msg → Yunli]: You might be an absolute pain, but at least your grandfather loves you. Sometimes I wonder if the General regrets taking me in. [deleted]

[captivemuses]

[text] : Hear me out...

[text] Dragon Noodle though-

text: [ no. ]