#eira musings

[eiramuses]

Main villain stone in sonic 4 but its an "im either going to bring him back or kill you trying to" type deal

[dcviated]

Holiday fits/themes-

Raguna - Reindeer (red nose) Wylan - Christmas Tree Eira - Snowman Malkuth - Elf Diluc - Santa

[supernovaae]

Esper Leaks for 3.3.1

(Shared on Discord)

The event esper coming after Lian is Hilda!

Here’s the quiz answers,

And here’s what she looks like!

I see they used the textures we found last time,

Also, the Muses are getting an esper named Norah in the next, next, next patch!

Also, here’s a short list of upcoming espers!

[seluniite-archived]

me: i gotta go to bed.

also me: *gets lost in Eira’s big ol baby cow eyes*

[thehuggamugcafe]

Genshin Impact: Archon Muse - Eira (Soulmates!AU)

Cryo Archon: Eira

Song: Ruelle - War of Hearts 

“Goddess of Winter and the Night Sky, she alone heralds the season of parting, snow and ice; it is said she commands the worst of Snezhnya’s blizzards. Patron goddess of marriage and companionship, many have prayed to her beneath cold starlit skies for her blessings. Whether or not they’ve been heeded, none can say.”

General

Values: Loyalty, Kindness, Kinship

Love Language (giving): Acts of service, crafting flowers out of ice, blessing her beloved with a Cryo Vision, Quality Time

Love Language (receiving): Words of (genuine) praise, Quality Time (think of warm smiles and hot food)

Has a “traditional” outlook on life and the world of Teyvat. That said, some modern-day customs puzzle her; this is largely because she still carries memories from a time not known to any living humans.

She is generally accepting of most people she meets, willing to give the benefit of a doubt to a complete stranger, but crossing her or using the rare few she comes to call a friend against her is very unwise. Those who live long enough to become her enemy will regret the day of their birth.

Befitting of the Cryo Archon, Eira’s patience is brisk, tempered and brittle in equal measure; it is seemingly endless but if you don’t tread carefully, one can find themselves standing on the thinnest ice in all of Teyvat. She instinctively keeps others at arm’s length and has little care for idle chitchat, so getting to know her initially poses a challenge.

This standoffish approach comes from her early days spent as an Archon, simply watching as her people went about their daily struggles, bringing their cold hands together in prayer, grateful to their Archon for allowing them to live on her land and beneath her silent, watchful gaze.

She’s prone to shouldering her burdens in silence, never daring to speak of her troubles to none but those select few who’ve earned her trust. With allies and friends, however, she is willing to part the earth and slice the heavens. Never tell the Goddess of Winter the odds of success or the risk involved, if it’s for the sake of a loved one.

Contrary to popular belief (muddied by time and telling), Eira puts stock in the value of friendship and bonds with others. She fondly recalls moments in the past, and present, where people have left her speechless simply by going out of their way by helping someone, all without thought of mora or recognition for the act.

“Seasons will pass and the river of time flows onward, but I do my best to honour those that have been forgotten by those that come after them. I keep them in my mind and my heart, locked like a treasure vault. Memories, you see, are like gems that I collect; each one is never the same as the other. Fleeting, but everlasting, beautiful. What memory will you imprint upon me, I wonder?”

Behaviours:

Introverted - prefers going on solitary walks to take in the sights, will sometimes go somewhere with only one person or two people, stays away from places and events where many people gather (festivals, concerts, etc., etc.)

Reserved Body Language - keeps her hands at her sides or crosses arms over her chest, tilts her head or cups a hand to her chin when in thought, uses her hands (points people in the direction they need to go, pulls at her sleeves when worried, clasps her hands together or interlocks her fingers) or expressions (pursed lips, furrowed brows, frowns, exasperated sighs) to speak for her as much as she can, sits with her ankles crossed or stands with her back straight and her head slightly bowed

Environmental Impacts - “closed off” is an apt description for Eira, she isn’t good at dealing with large swaths of people and generally speaks only when spoken to, but she will occasionally voice a thought if asked for her opinion, is more comfortable listening to others talk instead of talking about herself, when alone she can get swept up in her thoughts and memories of the past

Dialogue

her tone is cool and precise, blunt and no-nonsense - she is honest to a fault; she isn’t one for flowery language.

“Idleness is complacency; we mustn’t dwell here any longer than necessary.” 

“If you have need of me, I shall answer your call.”

“I remember a child telling me that as spring is when the world awakens, winter is when the world goes to sleep. An adequate observation for an innocent mind.”

“Running water is no match for winter’s touch. I’ve frozen enough Hydro Slimes, and ne’er-do-wells, to put that argument to rest.”

“The wind screaming over the snow-capped horizon is especially loud tonight, is it not? It sounds… lonely.”

word choice: formal, straightforward, somewhat poetic, if her honest opinion leaves others feeling rattled, she will not apologize; she doesn’t feel responsible for how others feel about her verbal output.

“For all that I can’t stand it, I admire the free flowing water; it goes wherever it wishes. Be it a gentle brook or a raging ocean, it is more beautiful than the stagnant cold of winter. But even the darkness of night must come for how else is the sun to rise in the morning?”

“Time waits for no one. I wonder if, one day, even I might fall victim to its whims? And on that day, might I be able to recall what you look like as the kindling of a dying soul ready to be reborn? Or perhaps I’ll simply follow you into the long, endless abyss of sleep?”

[gallowsraisedarc]

me: i dont make my characters mary sues

also me: all my muses speak italian , idec if its illogical

[more-than-a-princess]

also hope you know that scoob and I are both greatly amused whenever we see references to Sonia being a jinra shipper (which is so valid)

This is super belated between finishing costume things before the convention and catching up on thread replies after the convention, but I'm glad you enjoy them! I know they exist in separate universes but if there was any overlap, she would be certain that they'd suit each other well.

Even if they could both use some fun, adventure, and excitement in their lives: at the end of the day, she could see them supporting and understanding each other.

Support and understanding that includes a lot of verbal barbs at one another (or more accurately, Eira towards Jin most of the time?), but support and understanding nevertheless.

And besides: she'll be that friend who keeps life fun for them. Check out some haunted places! Travel somewhere new! Try a new hobby! Have even more stories that begin with 'that time we almost died/got arrested/embarrassed ourselves horribly!'

Jin wouldn't let them get arrested right? Right??

In any case, she'd be heartbroken if she didn't get an invitation to the wedding. Royal duties are put on pause to celebrate Jin and Eira, always.

And of course: she'll ask to meet any and all cats. At least Sonia comes bearing toys, treats, and fluffy cat beds so luxurious, they'll wish they came in human sizes. She can and will pamper all of their offspring, animal or otherwise.

@orderbourne

[everseens]

"why would you want to put yourself through something like that?" / @luriddaze

[seluniite]

TAG DROP.

[livrebelgirl]

ㅤ　　 ㅤ　　 ㅤ　　 　　　　　　ㅤ　⟡　　　𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘 　　　　　　ㅤ　﹫ɪɴꜰᴏ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ 　⸝　ꜰʀᴇᴇㅤ　　 　　　　　　ㅤ　　 　　　　　　ㅤ　　 ㅤ 　　ㅤ　　　ㅤ❤ㅤ　‧‧‧ㅤ　on game ㅤ 　　ㅤ　　　ㅤ😭ㅤ　‧‧‧ㅤ　off game　 　　　　　　ㅤ　 　　　　　　ㅤ　　 　　　　　　ㅤ　　 　🖇　basics : ㅤ　　　　　　ㅤ　 　♯　nome:　liv eira torgersen 　♯　prestavolto:　josephine skriver 　♯　pronomi:　she/her 　♯　luogo di nascita:　oslo, norway 　♯　vive a:　manhattan, new york 　♯　sessualità:　etero 　　　　　　ㅤ　 　　ㅤ　 　🖇　about them : ㅤ　　　　　ㅤ　 ㅤ　𝐈ㅤ　E' il due gennaio duemilauno, a Oslo, in Norvegia, quando Liv viene alla luce, figlia di due personalità di spicco: sua madre, Astrid Dahl, è una stilista norvegese di fama internazionale che ha scalato il mondo della moda fino a diventare direttrice creativa della maison Dior. Suo padre, Henrik Torgersen, è un brillante avvocato conosciuto come uno "squalo" per la sua tenacia nelle aule di tribunale e la capacità di piegare ogni caso a suo favore. L’infanzia di Liv tuttavia, è un mix di lusso e solitudine, un misto di sensazioni spesso contrastanti. Cresce tra atelier di alta moda e studi legali, osservando i genitori brillare nei loro rispettivi mondi, ma spesso sentendosi invisibile in mezzo alla loro carriera frenetica. 　　　　　　ㅤ ㅤ　𝐈𝐈ㅤ　L'assenza emotiva genitoriale ricopre un ruolo fondamentale nella vita di Liv, la quale si ritrova a seguire la strada della lettura e conseguentemente della scrittura. Si rifugia così in un modo in cui la fantasia predomina, ma soprattutto un modo in cui riesce a sviluppare una forte empatia per tutti quei personaggi di cui legge. 　　　　　　ㅤ ㅤ　𝐈𝐈𝐈ㅤ　A 18 anni, Liv lascia Oslo per trasferirsi a Manhattan e studiare letteratura inglese alla prestigiosa Columbia University. Il suo trasferimento rappresenta un mix di fuga e opportunità: fuggire dalle aspettative opprimenti dei genitori e trovare la sua voce lontano dal peso della loro eredità. Manhattan la affascina e la spaventa allo stesso tempo. Vive in un loft nei pressi del college, l'ultimo anno diventa il più arduo e la scrittura della tesi diventa il chiodo fisso di una carriera che potrebbe naufragare ancor prima di cominciare. 　　　　　　ㅤ ㅤ　𝐈𝐕ㅤ　Frequentatrice assidua di caffè letterari, librerie e biblioteche, Liv ha sempre vissuto all'ombra delle aspettative dei genitori, i quali hanno proiettato su di lei i loro desideri e ambizioni. La madre ha sempre visto nella giovane, il volto perfetto per la moda, per un modo fatto di apparenze, e nonostante lei stessa ci abbia provato, Liv è ancora troppo titubante ad accettare un ruolo in cui deve mostrare qualcosa che probabilmente non esiste. Henrik, d’altra parte, ha sempre visto Liv come una versione più giovane di sé, intelligente e ambiziosa. Ha cercato di guidarla verso una carriera rispettabile, forse nell’editoria o nel diritto, ma senza mai chiedersi cosa volesse davvero. La loro relazione è formale e spesso distante, con Henrik che tende a giudicare le scelte della figlia come "sogni immaturi" anziché aspirazioni legittime. Ad oggi non ha ancora chiaro che cosa voglia fare della sua vita, ma nel frattempo il college è la sua casa. 　　　　　　　　　　　ㅤ　　ㅤ　　ㅤㅤ 　❚　ᴘɴɢꜱ/ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ, quindi 𝗣𝗩 importanti che 𝗻𝗼𝗻 possono essere duplicati: 　　　　　　ㅤ　　ㅤㅤ ㅤ　✦ㅤ　henrik torgersen　—　ʀᴏʙᴇʀᴛ ᴊᴏʜɴ ʙᴜʀᴋᴇ ( father ) ㅤ　✦ㅤ　astrid dahl　—　ᴋᴇʟʟʏ ʀᴜᴛʜᴇʀғᴏʀᴅ ( mother ) ㅤ　　 ㅤ

[eiramuses]

Cursed late night concept that i thought of while thinking of both dsmp and homestuck. The traumatized blonde kids associated with record/music discs wearing white and red shirts meet

[dcviated]

@cloudpools replied to your post “another munday meme :: open”:

Idol Nara VC: “…I’m in more magazines…”

Lightning crackle stare-down ensues.

"Is that so? But how many times were you featured on the cover, hmm?"

[marvelmultimusebitches]

Alfhildr Eira Sjöfndottir

SHE DID NOT WILLINGLY ABANDON LOKI

Also if you are a Heimdall rper and would like to disregard the shippy thing that’s fine, I mostly added it in for an explanation of Boastful Loki in the show. The reasoning being that she was very newly pregnant when the arrangement was made and she was sent off to be married but didn't realize it because when he was born he was in his frost giant form bc of being on Jotunheim.

Eira was born to Sjöfn who was known as the Goddess of Love to Midgardian’s and her husband Tormod when her elder half sister Hela was just past what would be considered her toddler years on earth, Even though she sister tended to give her the cold shoulder she always looked up to her sister’s strength and hoped to be strong enough to protect the people she cared about like she was-even if she didn’t agree with all of her methods and ideologies. Because of this she went into training the be a part of the Asgardian Guard that stood watch over the kingdom when Odin and Hela were away fighting to bring the Nine Realms under Asgard’s rule.

Growing up Eira’s passion for being a great warrior who could protect those around her never waned, however she did hope to one day find love and start a family; that only strengthened her resolve to be as strong as she could be however. It was a few years before Odin decided to try to find a less bloody way to bring peace to the Nine Realms that Eira began a courtship with Heimdall, the two becoming serious enough that they had begun talking about the possibility of marriage. When Odin sealed away Hela in Hel and tried to broker peace between Asgard and Jotunheim and Laufey chose to demand an arranged union between the two of them due to the belief that her potential for magic from her mother along with her Frost Giant lineage on her father’s side would produce him a strong heir, she accepted despite her parents protests and the look he had given her when she told him of her decision.

The last time she saw her Mother she was crying, her Father looked like he was ready to tear down the bifrost himself so that she didn’t have to go, and Heimdal refused to look in her direction  as he opened the bridge for her to go through. When she bore Laufey his first son(Loki) and it was seen how small he was though Laufey threw her out with a curse and banished her to Midguard before abandoning Loki, only for Odin to find him later on when he went to Jotunheim to confirm what Heimdall had told him about what had happened to Eira; though he ended up telling her parents she had died as he assumed that without the aide of the bifrost no one would survive the trip to Midguard. Eira survived though thanks to the bit of magic she had learned from her Mother and Aunt when she was young and fought to get back to Jotunheim and her son, however she wasn’t able to.

Many years later when Loki attacked New York she had given up hope, figuring that her son had died after being abandoned. At one point she was in the far north, in a cold abandoned cave allowing herself to go into a sort of hibernation in the frigged cold for as long as her body would let her. She stayed like that for a few hundred years before waking up some time in the 80′s and has been working with S.H.I.E.L.D. for about 10 years now. However she questioned Nick Fury about the battle of New York she was given information about Loki and who exactly he was, before that the S.H.I.E.L.D. director had had no idea that she was Loki’s birth mother. Soon after she began trying to contact Asgard, however she’s had no luck so far.

[fatuaanser]

' now, do be honest, my love. tell me how you are doing. ' @thenetherese

Be honest // accepting

✮⋆˙ "Tired." Eira replies plainly, rubbing a hand across her face. "My trances haven't been exactly restful lately. ."

[psychcdelica]

@dcviated asked: Eira is here at Mama's to pick up Boss after she was drinking too much. No, she doesnt look too happy about it. Yes, she will make sure the tab is covered.

Hic, no one said Boss had to be an adult when it comes to being stood up - something that seems to happen more often than not nowadays. Not that it matters, she's a career woman, and she doesn't have time for love or romance. She may have found herself at Golden Yokocho, under the steady watch of Mama, perhaps she is the cause of the much trusted Eira's appearance within the homely bar.

"I'm happy for him, but I can still feel lonely right?" A musing, meant to be silent passes through the lips of the inebriated woman - if she could remember this moment, she would curse the slippery tongue. She acknowledges Eira, before waving goodbye to the lent ear for the evening, at least she's vented out her frustrations. Now it's onto hassling Eira about her own love life.

[seluniite-archived]

@wolf-at-worlds-end

Barbarian: Go big or go home!

Cleric: I am begging you, for once in your life, go home.

Barbarian: I’m gonna go big.