"You make one joke and suddenly MaoMao wants to kick me out like a misbehaving child!"

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"You make one joke and suddenly MaoMao wants to kick me out like a misbehaving child!"
&. @protectivemuses liked ☾⁺₊⋆˖ // jingliu.
"don't look at me like that, it wasn't my fault this time, promise!" a pout is on the foxian's face, ears flattened against her hair, brushing against the bandages that surround her head. "besides, it wasn't bad enough to go to dan feng! so we're good!"
@protectivemuses : Phainon vc: What exactly is your problem? You know you shouldn't hide things, right, /partner/?
Shit ! He should have known that Phainon would have caught sight of him all too easily ... An awkward laugh sounded from the Trailblazer as he purposely kept himself turned away, rubbing the back of his neck.
" I - It's nothing I should be bothering you with ... Haha ... ~ " He just had to hope Phainon wouldn't glance down.
@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.
@protectivemuses continued from here.
“ With Kuni-chan? Yeah, it's kinda like that. ” Or at least it used to be when they worked together. “ He would scold me whenever I tried to pay saying, there's no point if he would just get billed later. Haha ♥. ” Good times, good times. “ But Sakuya's Tsubaki's subclass, right? Tsubaki's a CEO. ” Tsurugi waves dismissively. “ I bet he gives a big big allowance. ”
Although, maybe Tsurugi's read the room wrong. “ But if you're talking about Misono-chan, ” Tsurugi snakes his arm around Mahiru's shoulders. “ Alicein money is really, really good. They have deep pockets. ” He's making it sound like it's a meal worth drooling over. “ And Tetsu-chan? He has that Tsukimitsu money. Theirs is nice too. ” He turned his head to Mahiru then, getting a little too close. “ You didn't know you had such rich friends, did you? ”
@protectivemuses asked:
Shinichiro vc: Mikey, it's okay to fight for who you love but you can't just go around trying to fight everyone who looks at them either..
"Maybe YOU can't. But I sure can! Bring 'em ALL on!"
Me and Caelus are wrapping both you and Sunday up in blankets and giving headpats.
/I hope you get feeling better soon! Stupid migraine. I'll throw hands with it. 🤜
thank you ari!! my new years resolution is to drink more water💀
turns out, sometimes, you really do need to hydrate before you dydrate. i hope you and anyone reading this are having a great new years and has a safe and fun 2025 !! DRINK WATER !!
@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.