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[valeriius]

may have to put my muses on hiatus for now! im so sorry for the delay in threads! ive been trying to keep up with my rps on discord, finishing my commissions, and fully renovating my bedroom so now im a little burned out and seem to have missed out on a lot here asdfklg hopefully my muse for my bois comes rushing back asap! thank you for your patience!!

[ryuujin]

"Pardon my interruption, friend!" Ryuujin extends his hand out to put a stop to the nearest passerby's walk, his other hand occupied by a small, plastic bag dotted with pink hearts. It contains homemade cookies that he spent grueling hours of the previous evening making and although they are not perfect, he eventually decided that it'll have to do if he wants to give them away on time!

He offers the cookies to the person along with a perfectly practiced lie. "I am not allowed to disclose their identity but a certain admirer of yours has tasked me to give these to you for this coming day of romance as a token of their pure, undying love! Please accept these cookies with a loving smile and a warm heart!"

[nobully]

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'Oh yeah,'

'I really wish I could just blow him away!'

[heclingmuzik]

Witnessing something as cruel as what was in front of her makes her want to run away. She knows Ryuujin wouldn't be the type to go this far. She wanted to believe that he'd have the sense to understand a creature had the ability and concept to back down. THIS Ryuujin didn't seem to care at all. So, even as the poor creature wailed, roared, and SHOWED its pain, nearly begging for the pain to stop Ryuujin does not.

Ismael feels sick to her stomach.

"Ryuujin..." There's so much blood and she can feel the fear overtaking her body. "Ryuujin stop--," Fear causes her to step back. Body already in flight mode. she wants to RUN.

You're scared. You're scared of Ryuujin. You're scared....You are scared. He's scary............

You'll be next, Ismael. He's going to come for you next and what can one weak human do against something like that? Look at him.

Hands are sweaty, legs are trembling, near bucking beneath her weight and beads of sweat dampens her forehead. She's cold and yet she's hot.

"Ryuujin, please---Please stop---." The cave monster wailing sounds like those men screaming and begging for their lives just before Yamazaki had ended them right before her eyes. Their blood, their lifeless bodies...everything.

She's SO scared, but she doesn't run. Instead, she's picked up a big enough rock and LAUNCHES the rock right at Ryuujin.

Bad idea. He's going to kill you.

"GIV-GIVE Ryuujin back! You're NOT him! My friend----He wouldn't....HE WOULDN'T DO WHAT YOU'RE DOING." Please....This cannot be the Ryuujin....

[ryuujin]

A ripple of raucous laughter rocks Vasilios' body, a sardonic grin bleeding through his features. Cerulean sparks flicker on the palm of his hand in preparation for another wave of blue flames but before the deity could even launch them to his foe, he feels something sharp and jagged hit the back of his head— successfully breaking him out of his fun but accidentally shooting the flames to completely engulf the creature.

"What—" Vasilios turns to look at his unexpected assailant and finds Ismael screaming. At him. What in seven hells is she doing? Does she not know he's doing this for her or is she truly that thick-headed? It seems she knows little of Ryuujin if she genuinely believes this is not something he'd indulge himself in.

Although Vasilios intends on reacting to her inconvenient expression of panicked terror, he fails to do so when the creature releases one last wail— this one being sharper and louder than the rest of the screams it had exhausted its body with.

The cavern shakes around them and it doesn't take a genius to see that the walls are seconds away from caving in. The initial gloom of the cave is illuminated in an intense blaze of blue from the now burning corpse of their enemy.

Reacting will have to wait. Immediately, Vasilios flies straight to Ismael and easily swings her into his arms; one arm under her legs and the other supporting her back.

"Stay still and cover your empty head." He tells her before taking off from the ground and speeding to where they entered this wretched place as the sounds of the cavern crumbling down chase after them.

[bornofrose]

She'd gotten separated from her traveling companion. Not that she wasn't used to roughing it herself, but the dangers that lurked around here were nearly as unpredictable as her own magic... nearly.

The spider creature had sprung upon her after she had found herself wandering a part of the forest, entangled in webs. She usually did not mind spiders, but this one was much bigger than her and was looking for its next meal.

Her fire breath weapon seemed to slow it down, burning the webs as she freed herself scampering as quickly as she could. The creature was unrelentingly pursuing her further through the trees of light. She didn't want to use her magic, she couldn't risk it. It was all she could to dodge the attacks hoping to get away. She was unaware of another pair of eyes watching from above.

The spider rammed itself into a tree, giving her an idea to get out of its eye sight. And thus up the closest tree she climbed, she was pretty decent at it. She was severely out of breath when she reached a branch hoping it was safe enough.

If her adrenaline had not been racing already, the sudden voice would have startled her more. She looked up quickly at the figure in front of her. It didn't seem to have discernable features, and yet it spoke to her.

"I...I-" She was breathing too heavily to quite register what he meant. Below her she heard the spider creature stirring, looking for her. She backed against the tree ready to climb further if need be. "P-please, Sir. We must remain quiet..." in her quietest voice she begged him. "It cannot find us... not now."

[ryuujin]

She's begging him as though she has not shown him enough of her weakness yet. Vasilios can't help the feeling of disappointment sinking in. He's never seen a dragon display such... deplorable behavior. It is bad enough that she couldn't overthrow the creature with her own skills but to beg someone not to attract the monster's attention in an attempt to keep herself safe is just downright distasteful.

Vasilios wordlessly takes a quick glance down at the creature crawling around under them, still ignorant to their presence. He's had enough rest to take on another enemy but based on what he's seen, he knows an undefeatable foe when he sees one.

Still, that doesn't mean she should get a free pass out of the sticky situation she has put herself in. Perhaps she could either be used as bait so he can get away easily, or she can stay alive long enough to weaken the creature for him to rid it of its existence. With that in mind, the deity redirects his attention back to his newfound companion.

"If you were to die today," he starts, not even bothering to lower his voice. "it's best you die a warrior's death." He flicks his hand in the air to send a sharp gust of wind in the young dragon's direction, shoving her back down to the ground. The creature releases a scathing hiss as it turns around to face its enemy again.

Vasilios throws himself backwards over the branch and flips down to the ground behind the young mortal.

"Do not worry your pretty little head, young one. I'll offer you my assistance."

[nobully]

He's heard of people who act before they think, but it's always jarring to realize how quickly their actions happen in real life. Before Wang Yi can react, his legs are literally swept out from beneath him as the world spins into an amazing blur.

'Eh?'

'Wha—'

Annnnd they're off! Zipping over tops of heads, dashing past the gangplank, skipping all the exit rituals as they fly first-class to shore. Wang Yi's clinging to Ryuujin by instinct just to hold on for his life, so it takes a couple seconds for his mouth to start working after the adrenaline kicks in.

'W-w-w-w-wait just a minute!'

'You can't—you—this is cheating!'

Okay, maybe his brain's still playing catch-up. But the point is: humans had legs to walk not to fly what the hell where are we even going why did this guy take the ferry if he could just pilot himself over and oh god are there more people staring they are they're even taking videos this is it this is how I die of embarrassment in the arms of a stupid but good-looking guy I barely know funny how that happened more than once actually shit shut up don't think about the other guy now—

'AhhhhHHHhhhhhhHHH!!'

...when in doubt, screaming always worked.

[ryuujin]

"AhhhhHHHhhhhhHHHH!!!"

Ryuujin follows his new friend's scream of utter joy with a delighted scream of his own as they plummet down from the great height they were hovering in mere seconds ago before picking up his flight once again just in time. There's absolutely nothing better than giving a good friend a once-in-a-lifetime thrilling ride!

They zip past crowds of people beneath them— some looking and pointing at the two men flying past whatever other requirements they're meant to do before they could properly enter their destination.

Ryuujin chooses to fly higher over the lush forest while keeping a secured hold on Yi Bro until they're able to catch a glimpse of the inside of the inactive volcano from afar.

Will they be able to reach Orchid's Peak on time? He's already spent twenty-three minutes of his flight prior to boarding the ferry and with his supernatural speed stripped away, there's no telling if he'll reach the tourist spot he hopes to see without plummeting to what should be a very painful fall.

"Ah?" He only realizes now that Yi Bro is clinging to him, reminding him he isn't alone in taking the risk.

"Oh my, oh my~ Don't cling too tightly, Yi Bro. Unless you like the idea of being the fair maiden to my knight in shining armor?"

[hierichc]

Romanus was just about to step out, once more actually. For the second time, but is halted in his track. Oh, right.

"Yeah, I don't mind helping you out. Get inside," he gestures Ryuujin into the bath tub. Romanus does dip his fingertips into the water to make sure it was still warm. It should still be hot (but comfortable). Once Ryuujin is in, Romanus will carefully start wetting Ryuujin's hair, "You don't want to put too much and try not to get it in your eyes too." The last memory he had of Gusko was just this, wasn't it? Giving him a bath because his huma partner had been so weak and frail to do so on his own.

Romanus pushes the thought, not wanting to resurface in this moment. "Like this." And he runs his fingers through Ryuujin's hair once he applies the shampoo onto the palms of his hands.

[ryuujin]

As it turns out, shampoo smells so much better than herbs and scented oils! The flowery scent is much stronger than he anticipated but it doesn't invade his nostrils. It's just right. There are so many things in this bath that have fascinated him such as the water coming out in sharp drizzles from that instrument dear Romanus had used to wet his hair but the shampoo is by far the one that has won his heart.

A sigh of content escapes the dragon as he tilts his head back against the edge of the tub, closing his eyes and allowing himself to melt into the enchanting artistry of his friend's fingers massaging his scalp.

"This feels good..." He admits with another relaxed sigh. "Ahh, I could just live in this tub forever if I could. I wonder if I could bring one back home... My people will be thrilled by such an exceptional contraption. I should learn how to make this 'shampoo' as well."

[taroudachi-deactivated20230702]

What did his master look like?

That might be a challenge. He hasn't been the leader of any sortie teams, so he's never had the chance to meet aruji one-on-one. Even the secretary sword of the citadel usually spoke to him with a bamboo screen obscuring the human's features. He knew the man was supposed to wear the ceremonial robes similar to Shinto priests, but that was about it.

"I don't know. I've never seen his face, and I've only heard his voice once." When he was first summoned, naturally.

"But I should be able to sense Master if he's near, along with any of my comrades. Aruji-yo goes by the title of the 'Saniwa' and dresses in traditional priest's robes. He's a human allied with the Time Government. Have you met anyone like that?"

Taroutachi turns to face Ryuujin fully now, his expression expectant. Although he's still clutching his wooden weapon replacement like a lost child, his voice remains calm and unruffled.

"My thanks for your offer of hospitality, but I must return to Master's side. He still needs me...I have to fight for him."

[ryuujin]

He's never seen his master's face? How in the world does he serve him then if he's never seen him?! That mental question takes Ryuujin half a second to realize that people from his world worship his father and his siblings without necessarily witnessing their existence so perhaps that's similar to the young man before him.

He's not sure what Time Government is but his absence sounds like a fascinating mystery to crack! He already sounds like a very distinct man so finding him shouldn't be too hard! He should offer his assistance while it's still bright outside. But before he could do so, the stranger's words put his intention to a halt.

"Ah— f-fight?!" Did he hear him right?! "Fight what? Goodness, there is no need for that here! There is absolutely nothing to fight! Not anymore, at least!" There were some incidents but nothing out of the norm has happened recently so surely, this young man can let his guard down!

"I've never heard of your master before but I'm quite certain he wouldn't want you to get hurt for his sake!"

[ryuujin]

There's nothing but the vague buzzing sound of unfamiliar machineries and muffled sobs accompanying Ryuujin in the darkness. He and a few others have sought sanctuary in this room nearly half an hour ago and yet, they can still hear the destructive cephalopodic creature roaming about outside.

Ryuujin had made attempts to save some of the people he had arrived with but the monster had proven to be far too powerful and unpredictable for him to even lay a finger on. The sounds of flesh tearing and bones breaking fill his mind to the brim as he feels his heart weigh him down in utter guilt. He could have done so much more to save those poor souls. He could have switched to his god form... but can he truly trust himself with that after what happened with dear Ismael?

A soft sniffle close by seizes his attention and he looks to the side to find a little girl crying by herself in the corner of the room. Unlike the others around them who have their own companions to comfort or cry with, the young child is on her own. Ryuujin carefully crawls over to her direction and sits next to her.

"You're okay..." He reaches out to give her a gentle pat on her head but feels a hat under his fingertips instead. He could barely make out what she looks like in the dark but he does feel a slight tear on her hat. "Are you hurt?"

event starter for @hcneycrxsp!

[ryuujin]

If this was a stage play, he'd most likely give it a sharp, merciless critique.

Vasilios has been lounging on a sturdy branch mostly to take some time off from nearly getting his head sliced off by a variety of monsters that lurk this area; but also to have a front row seat to what appears to be a dragon struggling to fight a large arachnidian monster below.

The dragon in question isn't like anything he's ever seen so it's easy for the god to assume this particular individual is not of his own creation. She has the features of a dragon but her build resembles more that of a human. It's an odd combination, he thinks. Is it a deformity? Or is she mere proof that their god has a twisted sense of humor?

His wondering comes to an eventual stop when he sees her turning tail and scrambling up to the tree he's currently resting on. A frown curls at his lips and he sits up, eyeing her with a visible look of disapproval once she has reached the same branch he's perched on.

"I hope your senses have not led you astray with this foolish assumption that the creature cannot climb."

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[nobully]

There were a few weird things going on here. One, why was Ryuujin calling him "Yi Bro" like it was his name or whatever. Two, why the hell was he raising his voice like some drama major rehearsing a monologue? Three, oh god, the people in line were shooting looks at them and starting to stare.

Wang Yi mercilessly slaps his hand over Ryuujin's mouth in an attempt to shut him up.

'All right, all right, I get it!'

'You love nature and it loves you too, I'm thrilled, I'm glad, I'll hug a tree if it makes you happy, just—just not here, okay?'

His face is bright red with embarrassment.

[ryuujin]

"Together as one, we shall—" Ryuujin's spontaneous speech is unfortunately interrupted by a hand slapping over his mouth and muffling the rest of his words. A shade of red flushes his friend's soft cheeks though that does nothing but make him even more endearing than he already is. Ryuujin luckily isn't too cruel and decides not to look for ways to make the young man even redder.

He's not a sadist, after all! He's... a gentleman!

And as a gentleman, he gently pulls Yi Bro's hand off his mouth by the wrist and says, "let's find a tree for you to embrace then!" Without another word, Ryuujin bends down to hook his arm behind Yi Bro's knees and scoops him up.

"Off we go!" He quickly flies over the other passengers who have all just started to stand up to slowly leave the boat in disorganized assembly. "Let us not waste daylight!"

[heclingmuzik]

And unlike Vasilios, Ismael doesn't have the ability TO hover or fly. She loses her balance. Knee bumps against the shaken ground and she winces at the collision. At least she didn't pathetically fall completely. It would probably give this NOT RYUUJIN more ammo.

Ismael shoots an annoyed glare up at Ryuujin. Again, JUST who is this guy--

before she can even ask him anything, she flinches when the creature smashes itself into Vasilios and with a concerned, worry gasp, Ismael is back on her feet, calling for Ryuujin.

No need, because it looks like they have it under control. More than needed, really. The creature wails and for some odd reason, Ismael is beginning to feel....bad for it. The way it squirms and screeches in agony through Vasilios continued onslaught. "HEY! I think it's GOOD!"

Ryuujin....Ismael knows wouldn't go this far. If anything, if Ryuujin had such power all along, he would have just scared the creature off.

"Ryuujin! Let's go! We gotta find a way out, remember?"

[ryuujin]

Pathetic. Pathetic. Pathetic.

The noises in his head are warped and spoken in various voices as they repeat like a mantra; that one word thrown into a fractal kaleidoscope, resurrecting infuriating faces in fragments and drowning whatever other sounds that are attempting to break through the thick air of mania surrounding him.

What comes out as a wail from the monster arrives as a sharp denunciation from his father. What appears to be a cavern close to crumbling in shambles surface as broad shadows of darkness consuming him in his blistering anger and loneliness.

He sees nothing but red.

With a clawed hand, shrouded in unforgiving blue flames, thin sharp stones materialize above his palm. All it takes is a quick flick of his wrist before they are all sent launching towards the creature— slicing and puncturing hard skin. The ground underneath them trembles under the monster's anguished howl and Vasilios feels his heart lift at the sound.

It's been so long. Too long. The feeling of sheer power and domination floods him with a flare of joy. He could hardly contain his delight when he sees his enemy now barely having the energy to crawl away. It twitches and wails before him but this only further excites the deity and the desire to hurt it even more flows through him.

[coruscorp-blog]

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[ryuujin]

fever's finally gone down and i only have a mild cold now so im excited to start writing again! im looking to write ryuujin more for the event and i just realized i havent put up a starter call yet. so pls like this post for an event-related starter! capping at 2 (❁´◡`❁)

[taroudachi-deactivated20230702]

Taroutachi blinked before opening his eyes. Even wishes were granted this quickly in the modern realm? He tilted his head and met the gaze of a curious man with white hair, bright green eyes, and a fluffy looking hat on top of his head.

The human didn't look particularly extraordinary besides his beautiful coloring. Perhaps he was simply a resident of this house. Eyelids drooping, Taroutachi reached for his wooden sword and cradled it quietly in his arms.

"Please do not mind me. I was merely praying..." To what gods, even he himself didn't know.

"After my thoughts are settled, I shall leave to seek out my master."

Kind as the stranger's offer is, he didn't want to trouble the other. Surely he couldn't be the only one from his world stuck in this place?

[ryuujin]

Emerald hues meet a pair of golden ones and Ryuujin can't help but notice the delicate features the stranger appears to be blessed with. Heavens, where is this world getting all these beautiful people from?! It almost feels as though he had dared to intrude upon a prince's moment of peace even though he knows this young man won't have his head for it.

Wait, did he say 'master'?

"Eh? Master?" Are any of his housemates this stranger's master? They don't look like the part but it's not like he's interacted with them much. The young man is dressed in familiar garbs though so there's a good chance he could be from his world!

"What does your master look like? I might know them." He offers his help with a smile. "Ah, but you should come in first and have some soup to warm yourself up!"

[heclingmuzik]

WHAT THE FUCK?

Yeah, this is absolutely not Ryuujin. Not the Ryuujin she knows and his words cut. Almost cuts enough to make her bleed. There's a ping of frustration, because she knows she's not going to be able to do much. She knows it and he knows it. Was he....

playing me all this time? Pretending? Laughing at how...

No. No. He couldn't have. Ryuujin didn't seem like the kind of person to do that. He ALWAYS felt genuine. Ismael prided herself in being someone that followed their instinct, who trusted their intuition. Not once did Ryuujin EVER for as long as she knew him (even though she didn't know him very long) gave off the vibe that he was anything but sincere and genuine.

And so, despite his words, she stands her ground. She's trembling, yes. There was nothing wrong with admitting that she was scared, but she won't say it verbally. She will stand her ground, arrow pulled back. This time flame engulfs the arrow in full, only a small portion of it not covered so that it wouldn't burn her fingers.

"I don't know what your problem is, but if you think I'm going to high-tail and run, you're wrong. I wouldn't leave my friend behind." And she releases the arrow just in time for when the beastly giant crashes through the ice. Ismael steps back to create some space and she's pulling two arrows this time. One flame and the other lightning. First time for everything, and she pulls the arrows back. This time, she uses the scope that was gifted to her by one of her friend who no longer resided in the island and she releases those arrows, aimed straight at the center of the being. The combination to the lightning and flames envelops the creature's entire being, electricity running through it as it roars, this time, in what can only be made out as agony.

[ryuujin]

Odd choice of a friend, Vasilios thinks. As soon as the towering wall of ice shatters in tiny fragments, he simply takes a step back and watches Ismael stubbornly go against his order. No surprise there. However, he can't deny the mild fascination that falls upon his features as he watches two arrows fling straight into the monster's mouth— prompting the most destructive quake of the ground yet from the thundering, pained wail. Vasilios hovers over the ground this time to avoid losing his balance.

The monster writhes in sheer agony until eventually, it slows down and is left in a stationary slump. Huh. Maybe just a couple of arrows can kill it. That's disappointing. But before either of the two could react, the creature lets out another screech before turning on its front and dashing in their direction— wounded and bloody but still manic with intent to kill.

Vasilios shoots a look at Ismael.

"If you're done trying to prove yourself, then it's time you—" The monster dives straight to the deity, burying him several feet into the ground and narrowly missing Ismael. No pain comes with the assault but frustration does and with a clawed hand, Vasilios punctures the creature's side. It wails once again as it slows to a stop.

"Naughty child."

In a second, the monster bursts out from under the ground again and Vasilios follows after, hovering over the creature who is now squirming to get away. "Touch me or Ismael again." A burst of blue flames erupts from his hand and straight to an open wound. The creature wails louder. Vasilios lowers himself close to the ground, his eyes nearly blinded with the desire to slaughter as he sends another blaze of fire into the monster's wound. "Go on. I dare you."

[taroudachi-deactivated20230702]

@ryuujin.

He had heard of time passing quickly in the modern world, but wasn't this a bit too fast? No sooner had he woken up from his stupor was he asked to step in a car, given a paper and a small metal box, and deposited outside a row of dwellings all lined up on the side of the road.

On some level, Taroutachi understood that they were to be his new "home." But home was where the Saniwa was, not these strange two-story buildings. And how was he to find his own when every single one looked exactly the same?

Eventually, his footsteps falter in front of House 123 with a long sigh.

'I would much rather stay at a shrine...'

Prayer had often calmed humans in the past. Perhaps he could try the same? And so, the oodachi set his wooden sword aside, sat neatly on the front steps, and fell into silent meditation.

It must have worked too well, because he didn't hear a sound when the front door opened moments later.

[ryuujin]

"Goodness, it's so cold!" A violent shudder wracks the dragon's entire body as he reaches for his wooly hat hanging near the front door of his residence. Ryuujin has long abandoned his traditional garbs in place of the common winter attire most citizens of this city are donning. It had taken him quite a while to get used to it but it has certainly proven to grant him warmth that is much more satisfying than his usual winter garbs.

He was just in the middle of making mushroom soup when he realized he had forgotten to purchase one important piece— bread! Can't enjoy soup without bread! So with that in mind, he puts his hat and his boots on before pulling the front door open to—

"Oh!" He stops upon finding a stranger sitting by his lonesome on the front steps of his new home. The man doesn't move even after Ryuujin had made a bit of noise. Is he meditating? Or simply lost in his thoughts? Whatever it is, it can't be comfortable sitting out in the snow like this! The deity reaches out to give the stranger two taps on the crown of his head.

"Excuse me, are you alright? Is there something I can help you with?"