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Audrey: this is going to sound ridiculous but given the kind of friendship they have I think Vayu has called her bhai on more than one occasion. (@threadsandwings)

the muse for actual writing prose? spotty. the muse for everything else? here. have a post about Vayu and Pet Names. he loves them. he loves giving them. most of the time they're fairly standard (honey, sweetheart, being classic faves). but some folks inspire more unique nicknames, or at least terms of affection Vayu prefers for one person.

For Eden: Mani. A Bengali term of endearment that means jewel. It's fairly common but Vayu uses it for Eden alone.

For Zazel: Mistress, but like sarcastically. As in "ughhhhh yes of course mistress." how long is it gonna stay sarcastic though (@miratenebrarum)

For Curumë: Scoundrel. But really Curu gets the entire genre of "affectionately insulting pet names" to himself. (@deaddoveadventures)

For Iago: Crowlet. Because Iago is like a goth baby bird. to him. (@accultant)

For Hilda: Priya, as in best, first, favourite. Vayu doesn't call Hilda nicknames much, she doesn't seem like the sort who'd like it, but I can hear him throwing this one out during a pep talk or something. For Ingvar: Dear friend gets across everything. (@riiese)

For Niraja: Niraja has a nickname Vayu gave her, Mija from Sanskrit bhumija, meaning "born from the Earth".

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the muse for actual writing prose? spotty. the muse for everything else? here. have a post about Vayu and Pet Names. he loves them. he loves giving them. most of the time they're fairly standard (honey, sweetheart, being classic faves). but some folks inspire more unique nicknames, or at least terms of affection Vayu prefers for one person.

For Eden: Mani. A Bengali term of endearment that means jewel. It's fairly common but Vayu uses it for Eden alone.

For Zazel: Mistress, but like sarcastically. As in "ughhhhh yes of course mistress." how long is it gonna stay sarcastic though (@miratenebrarum)

For Curumë: Scoundrel. But really Curu gets the entire genre of "affectionately insulting pet names" to himself. (@deaddoveadventures)

For Iago: Crowlet. Because Iago is like a goth baby bird. to him. (@accultant)

For Hilda: Priya, as in best, first, favourite. Vayu doesn't call Hilda nicknames much, she doesn't seem like the sort who'd like it, but I can hear him throwing this one out during a pep talk or something. For Ingvar: Dear friend gets across everything. (@riiese)

For Niraja: Niraja has a nickname Vayu gave her, Mija from Sanskrit bhumija, meaning "born from the Earth".

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"Don't say that, Hilda. You're what, 18, 19? You've got plenty of time to get your shit together."

Vayu pauses, holding back a besides, I fucked up my entire life at your age, and so far you haven't done anything nearly as stupid so you're doing a pretty good job in my book.

He speaks a little more softly. "And I'm not gonna abandon you now, you know."

"i'm a lost cause. you should just forget about me." (Insp)

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[in the dnd verse, Vayu taught Niraja to read, just as his mother taught him. He might not be as good a teacher, but he figures it's better to try than to not bother.

It does pay off for her if we go with the timeline where Niraja eventually goes to a big city like Waterdeep as an adolescent, even if she still has a lot of learning to do.]

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Is it not worth the risk to create Just one more try I know that I can fix it...

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[has a realization. oh dnd verse vayu probably has Issues around magical healing huh.]

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[could he be in a boyband? no that's a terrible idea. but he IS a chosen one (derogatory) and that's a magnetism all its own]

[not to be Like This on main buuuuuuut i think Vayu has massive unintentional game. did not try all that hard to look presentable but still nails a weirdly appealing unkempt look type stuff. but like, in general. does anyone see the vision,]

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[got that percy shelley aura. awkward and weird at the function? yeah. compels at least one (1) person though. someone is going to look at him and go "oh my god is he trying to drown in a tragic boating accident...... i want in on that".]

[not to be Like This on main buuuuuuut i think Vayu has massive unintentional game. did not try all that hard to look presentable but still nails a weirdly appealing unkempt look type stuff. but like, in general. does anyone see the vision,]

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❛ you’re the first friend i ever had. ❜ (for Vayu)

Vayu paused, and glanced back at the young girl with a confused expression.

Firstly: not to break her heart but he wasn't sure if he was a... friend, per se? If teachers and supervisors weren't friends of the children, then neither was he a friend to Viola.

Secondly: that can't be right. It shouldn't be right. If it was the case, then what did that say about her life before? No, she had to have friends, playmates, schoolmates... well, did she, really? The hells weren't exactly known for teeming with children, and Viola essentially stated she had no education before then.

He bit back a nervous laugh. "Surely, someone in your er... caretaker's estate cares for you as much?"

Hit 'Em Where It Hurts | Accepting

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Just like that, an idea. "Oh! And I have some dried fruits. That works, I think."

(Vayu would politely ignore the fact that he asked if they had any honey when he was making dinner a few nights ago and was told no, they ran out.)

And the choice of tea came down to him, he supposed. It wasn't ideal -- he wanted give Iago what they wanted, but in order to do that, Iago had to know what they want. With the situation they'd come from, Vayu supposed it was only to be expected, though.

He was no herbologist and no tea-sage, but he felt a little more drawn to chamomile in this moment, so that would be his choice.

Get a kettle boiling over the fire, enjoy each other's company and a little early retirement from the day.

Tomorrow, they'd either unpack this or deal with new consequences crawling out of the past. Hopefully, with a little time and distance, they'd be better able to weather either.

They take another second to gather themselves before they follow, doing a little shuffle to catch up so they can walk beside him. Vayu seems more comfortable with a task to focus on, and Iago is grateful for the distraction and rejuvenation of enthusiasm. Their skin feels like its crawling a bit less listening to him talk.

“I don’t have much of a preference,” Iago admits. They’ll usually just take whatever happens to be on hand ( meat being the only exception and immediate veto ), not giving it much mind. It’s sustenance and not much more. Although… 

“I don’t know what constitutes a good ‘tea-time snack’ specifically, but… You are welcome to what’s left in the jar of honey I may or may not have hidden in my tent.” Even though we were definitely ‘out’ of it a week ago. They spare him a glance, “As long as this hypothetical honey stays between us, of course.”

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[not to be Like This on main buuuuuuut i think Vayu has massive unintentional game. did not try all that hard to look presentable but still nails a weirdly appealing unkempt look type stuff. but like, in general. does anyone see the vision,]

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&. 𝐡𝐢𝐭 ‘𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  more  angsty  dialogue  prompts  to  devastate  your  writing  partners.  metaphorically.  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ you’re a weapon, and weapons don’t weep. ❜

❛ you can’t save everyone. ❜

❛ it should have been you. ❜

❛ did i do good? ❜

❛ i’m sorry that i can’t save you. ❜

❛ wait for me, will you? ❜

❛ i can’t lose you again! ❜

❛ you were dead, i saw you die. ❜

❛ we won’t forget each other, right? ❜

❛ i’m real. i’m here. ❜

❛ you already know how this will end. ❜

❛ it’s always my fault, isn’t it? ❜

❛ i don’t want to go. ❜

❛ can you remember how you died? ❜

❛ i love you, but you’re not mine. ❜

❛ have you ever lost someone? ❜

❛ i didn’t ask to get made. ❜

❛ you’re as beautiful as the day i lost you. ❜

❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜

❛ is it really you? ❜

❛ their blood is on your hands. ❜

❛ it would have been better to die. ❜

❛ i’m not ready to lose you yet. ❜

❛ i wish i met you sooner. ❜

❛ let’s just stay here. grow old. ❜

❛ you’re the first friend i ever had. ❜

❛ i told you not to fall in love with me. ❜

❛ you always push people away. i just thought you’d never do it to me. ❜

❛ everyone i’ve cared about has either died or left me. except for you. ❜

❛ i know i have a heart because i can feel it breaking. ❜

❛ they’re not coming back. ❜

❛ i’m sorry, have we met? ❜

❛ in my dreams, we’re still together. ❜

❛ you’re the one good thing left in this world. ❜

❛ i hate the way that i don’t hate you. ❜

❛ it’s okay. you can let go. ❜

❛ you mean nothing to me. ❜

❛ we’re on our own now. ❜

❛ you can’t kill me, i’m not alive. ❜

❛ it wasn’t supposed to end like this. ❜

❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜

❛ we’ll see each other again. ❜

❛ there’s nothing you could have done. ❜

❛ we did it. we won. ❜

❛ let’s not go back. not ever. ❜

❛ thanks for playing with me. ❜

❛ why does it feel like this is goodbye? ❜

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Muse/Mun

Stolen from @deaddoveadventures

Well would you look at that. A picrew rendition of Vayu I don't completely hate. More facial features (esp. noses) and better skin tone colours would be ideal but we take what we can get.

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My Most Haunted Roll Of Film Yet

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last call...? [@halfdeadsacrifice]

Send "LAST CALL" to receive one last message from my muse. - for @halfdeadsacrifice

When you read this, it means I‘ve finally decided to own up to my mistakes. Funny, isn‘t it, that hurting you never scared me, but writing this letter terrifies me more than anything.

Do you still think of me, Vayu? I think about you. At night when I can‘t sleep. In the forest clearings I make my camps in. Every time when I taste a familiar wine on my lips, and when I hold my dagger in my bloody hands feeling the weight of my sins crawling on my back.

I think of you and I think of your rare, but beautiful smiles, the kindness I did not deserve and the words of wisdom I did not listen to.

Can you forgive me, Vayu? When I can‘t even forgive myself?

It doesn’t matter anymore now.

I wronged you, and I wronged Niraja. I can only hope to be forgotten.

Farewell, Vayu. Take Care of Niraja. Live the life that I couldn‘t have.

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[did you know: fastest way to Vayu Worst Ending is if Niraja dies]