windborne-traveler

[windborne-traveler]

“Mischief? Why, what an apt way to spend one’s entire day. Can this be seated for two, or is it a one person occasion?”

“ There is a point at which we should have stopped and we have quite clearly passed it. Let’s keep going and see what happens! “

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4 Has your muse ever gotten very emotional and ‘taken over’ for a reply in a way you didn’t expect?

Too many times to count. 

To the point where they even make *me* cry, or buzz, or anything else relating to it. I’m a very emotional *person* though and getting me to cry isn’t a very hard accomplishment. So like?? It happens where they just end up writing what they want.  

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"Ah, you must be the Traveler I have heard so much about? Well, if you'd be willing to spare some of your time, it'd be an honor to travel with you for some time." {mors-inventionis}

@mors-inventionis asked a question!

“Ah-- You wish to join us? Ahah, alright! But I must ask, did you need any help, or did you just want to join for...a different reason?” He knows many people who just join ti get better, or with company. Really, he just liked hearing people’s stories, and why he loved to travel so much. 

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♕ I’m impressed with your writing! ✘ I don’t like your writing (bc it makes me all warm and emotional I hate it :P) ∞ I hope we write for a really long time!

Gasp

LIGHT KJDFNGKDFJGNDKF Sweetheart I don’t deserve you. Just. I don’t man. You have been kind to me ever since I met you, and tbh I love interacting with you. Don’t ever give up being yourself, honey. <333 And don’t forget to give yourself breaks when you need them. 

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anonymous impressions

☁︎  I was intimidated by your disposition/afraid to follow/send an ask to

♨︎  you seem really chill and I can’t wait to start writing with you!

♕  I’m impressed with your writing! 

✘  I don’t like your writing

✁  we used to write together, but we don’t anymore.

♋︎  I feel like we’re really similar and would get along well.

♡  I have a tumblr crush on you

☯︎  you’ve helped me improve my writing 

₪  I still haven’t had the courage to send you an ask/reach out to you

℥  I envy you for _____ reason

∞  I hope we write for a really long time!

∅  you annoy me

☛  I have something I need to tell you in IMs

❤︎  you are my favorite writer of your muse

❉  I’ve followed you for a long time

▼ I’ve heard bad things about you

▲ I’ve heard good things about you

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What is the oddest muse you’ve picked up that you didn’t think you would?

^^^ Oddest, maybe not? But the most obscure one I’ve ever had. Usually my muses are the protags (hah), the strong girl, or at least someone in the main cast.  This boy is out in leftfield.  As for Oddest? Erm...

Probably this Baby.  I actually have a strange, very specific category of characters that I imprint.   The white haired crazies that have no problem with killing with their own hands, themselves or not, and is voiced by Bryce Papenbrook.  Bonus points if you can guess who the other person in this category is! 

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“Nothing could take the sun’s place. It is still something I long to see, and you cannot do such a thing while indoors.” He smiled for a moment at the tease, giving him a wink in return. His good mood lingered for a moment, but being put back on the earth instead of up in the clouds was easy within this vortex. He looks off to the storm wall, and that smile dies slowly.  The gloomy atmosphere weighted on his shoulders. Yes, he tried to lift his spirits, but it was hard sometimes. Something needed to break, and soon. He looks over at the rest of the people he is surrounded by. Their gray faces, beaten down in the shadows of the oppressed twisted his young heart. Just a little bit of light, hmm... He takes the lyre in his hands and puts it on his hips, freeing his hands. He looks back up at the Knight that aided the people, and held out his hands. “Let me take some of that burden off your hands. Even someone as strong as you needs someone to depend on! Besides, I suppose singing is just one aspect of raising someone’s spirit.”

A boy with a spring in his step as he walked down the old cobble streets of Mondstadt. He strummed his lyre and hummed a tune as he went through. Usually cheery he was. But soon he caught the red hair of his dearest friend. "Ah! Dearest Ragnvindr Knight! What brings you out here, my friend?"

@windborne-traveler // Ronen

❃┆ The boy’s hums sails over to where he stood like the lofty breeze that often visits Mondstadt. Since Debacarian took over the city, a gloomy curtain of misty darkness always seems to be looming over it, as if they were enclosed within a large prison at the mercy of the God of Storms. The unpleasant atmosphere seems to eat away at its citizens the more days passed, yet Ragnvindr had been quite apt at keeping his sanity afloat. This, however, wasn’t true for many others. Perhaps this was why, even as he bears the status of a knight, he often took himself to the field, inserting himself among the common people and lend a helping hand whenever he could. He was carrying a few baskets of fruits across the city for an old couple when music fills his ears, and he could not help but smile, red tresses fall wisply over his shoulders as he turns around to watch Ronen skipping his way towards him like he was dancing above the clouds.

❝High spirited young lad, why do you come so often in such splendour of starlight? Do you hope to one day take the sun’s place in the sky?❞ He teased, brushing those long tresses out of his way. ❝I’ve come to lend aid to the people. A man with only two arms can only do so much, but I’ll do what I can to raise their morales. These punishing times may need every ounce of light it could receive.❞

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Muses? With Identity Crisis? Cannot be me. 

Oh... Wait,,,,

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Munday stuff!

What little things do you do special when writing your muse(s) that you wonder if anyone has noticed?

If you have more than one muse are there differences in your writing style between them?

When explaining a worldbuilding/magic system/etc do you prefer rationalizing concrete rules, or leaving it vague and make it do whatever to suit the plot?

Has your muse ever gotten very emotional and ‘taken over’ for a reply in a way you didn’t expect?

Do you use different psds/borders/icon styles for your muses?

What made you choose your mun faceclaim? Who are they? Why did you choose them?

Do you do creative writing outside of RP?

What are other formats you’ve written creatively in (poetry, prose, script, etc)?

Do you like writing and building up background or NPC characters to your muse?

If you have multiple muses who are two you’d choose to interact together if you could RP with yourself?

When starting out in RP what’s something that took you a long time to understand?

What’s something you still don’t understand about the rpc?

Do you like making promos?

Are you a big fan of AUs?

What is the oddest muse you’ve picked up that you didn’t think you would?

What’s an obscure or unusual hobby/interest of your muse?

What do you do when faced with a canon muse that very much goes against your own interpretation/reading of the character even if you don’t play them? Do you treat them as an AU and still interact or avoid altogether?

How long would you say your “green” stage of starting out RP lasted?

Explain something on your blog that has a metaphorical/symbolical meaning or is a reference to something else (URL, a tag, blog title, etc)

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I WAS NOT EVEN TOLD ABOUT IT UNTIL IT WAS GIVEN TO ME

SO THANK YOU???

About to start finally messing with themes. @crimsonheartedphoenix is a blessing I do not deserve. But if you see something strange, no you don't.

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rhymingstar​:

Spring touched wind blessed lands, and love hung thick in the air like honeyed dew over newborn leaves. The people of Mondstadt clung to hopes of companionship, and thoughts of romance. As such, it was not surprising to see the small crowd in the main square, attentively listening to a silver tongued master of his craft, hoping to glean some hidden tricks to win the heart that special someone.

For his part, Venti was just finishing with his small group, bidding them adieu as the allotted time ended. This little rendezvous of his had gone even better than expected, and the coins jingling satisfactorily amongst the rest of his things promised a sweet, alcoholic reward as a fruit of his recent labor. After his class concluded, Venti moved off, westward bound toward the side exit of the city. His footsteps were light and cheerful, unaware of the one following him.

Eventually, he found a nice, secluded area to count his winnings, away from the hustle and bustle of the main square. It was then that he noticed the newcomer. “Hm?” A questioning hum escapes him, and windkissed eyes flit to the side. It was then that they met that same steely blue that he’d known so long ago. Those same eyes that had burned with a passion for freedom and moved people to rebellion. Those same eyes that the light had so cruelly abandoned that cold, winter’s day.

Emotions flashed, brought forward at once with a howling churn. The storming sensation within the tiny archon was uncomfortable at best. Shock, confusion, anguish, grief, disbelief… They danced around his heart and mind like some tribal ritual, just before the sacrifice. There was no way. Surely, it must be but a ghost of his past. Some abstract concoction of his mind’s eye, or some subconscious question on how the boy might enjoy the festival. There would be some explanation. Some simple, natural cause.

“You’re not… Real.” One of the secrets Barbatos kept close to his heart was that he’d seen that boy before. Yes, every time his eye caught the stray puddle or lakebed, fond memories of ages past were brought to light, but more than that… At his lowest points, when he was at a nigh unreachable depth, contemplating the finality of it all, he could have sworn he’d heard that voice. Seen that smile. Just out of reach, an outstretched hand tantalizingly offered the same comforting touch of bygone times, but it would always vanish when Venti reached out to take it.

He didn’t understand… He hadn’t even been thinking of his departed friend just now. How then, was his mind playing these awful tricks? Or, perhaps more aptly, why? Was that truly his fate? If only it were a true haunting. Then, at least… He’d have the company.

“You can’t be.”

What a peculiar sight. The teacher had left off, and Ronen wanted to ask a question to the boy. There were some questions he had wanted to ask, such as what he was teaching, or if he could maybe teach him the meaning of the festivities. But he was no blind fool. Ah, no. Far from it. He noticed the boy had mirrored his same reflection. That was another thing that had confused him, and he wanted to know as to how, or why? This place was getting stranger, and stranger...  Soon, the bard had stopped to count out his coinage, and delight sprinkled into his expression! The  sweet breeze blew through his hair, and almost uplifted him as he walked closer, closing in the gap in the small spaces. Finally, his questions could get answered, and maybe he’d make a new friend. He certainly did feel a hole, one that sat on his shoulders, and would talk with the words he knew.  ... But then, that reaction:  You’re not… Real.

“Erm...Excuse me?” Before he could even say anything, the boy stood in shock as he heard that sentence. And what an odd phrase it was, to say to someone else. His face twisted with confusion and surprise. He took a step forward, holding up both of his hands. “Nothing to fear, nothing to worry about. I promise you, my friend, I am actually here. I wanted to ask you a few questions, but one just got added to the list. And now has become the priority. So pray tell, are you alright? You look as though you see the undead, though I can delightfully say the only thing around here are these large, brown creatures, and mages in bubbles. However, I am neither of those things.” He stands proud at that fact. No, he is not a monster! Not at least as far as he can tell. But then...why is someone so frightened by his presence?  “I’m just a humble bard. One...without a lyre, but that does not mean I am not still one of my craft! There is nothing to fear, friend of mine.”

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PSA

Okay, I am gonna be honest. I dropped my thread count down to 0 because boy I need a fresh slate! But don’t worry. If you still want to do a thread with me? Come and pm me. Annnnd you may want to do it with someone else, too. I added the Nameless Bard as a Request Only muse. You can check out his stuff in the About Aether Tab! I’ll try to be around more as well. I might be sparse sometimes but that doesn’t mean I’m not still here. I always have my tumblr up, so shoot a message!  Tbh, I’ll do this as an Ask Box Call! Like this for an ask from Aether! (Or Specify the Nameless Bard if you’d like.) 

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People I’d Like to Get to Know Better

Tagged by: @rhymingstar Tagging: @flowers-for-fischl​ @celestarial​ @fatetrapt​

Alias/Name: Mikey

Birthday: April 23

Zodiac: Taurus

Height: 5′9″

Hobbies: I like to draw, and I love to shiny hunt in Pokemon. Currently shiny hunting in Pokemon for two shiny teams! 5 pokemon in total already found so far. 

Favorite colors: Red, white, pink, and lighter blue. I’m not fancy enough to put hex codes.

Favorite books: Uhm... Uh...Buster? Bruiser? I don’t...remember the name of the book. Whoops? My type of media usually isn’t books. :D But I’ll read things my friends show me. 

Last song listened to: Percy Jackson, the Musical. Just...all of it. 

Last film or show watched: Code Lyoko! Another Hyperfixation that is honestly the reason I’m not here very often? But I am still into Genshin! Don’t worry about that. I’m just,,, into another thing XD I’m making a PSA after this so that’s going to be alright, I hope. 

Inspiration for muse: I like... happy go lucky boys, With golden hearts to save things. I’m very simple. But in reality I started with a muse for Chongyun! I just...like boys...I usually imprint on girls more than guys. So it’s a nice change. 

Story behind url: Windborne Traveler is what Venti calls you, and tbh I feel it’s very apt. 

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🌄

🌄 Mornings or evenings? “I prefer mornings. The cold, early dew is really refreshing, and holds out a new day to be had!”

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🏔️ Beach or mountains?

“I prefer the mountains. There’s lots of places to like, adventure, and explore!”

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"Oh? What flower do I think the Windbloom is? Hehe, that's an age-old debate! What do you think, traveler?"

“I’m starting to think that all of them are a Windbloom and it’s just the type of Windbloom you want to use to represent it.” ... “Is that a cheating answer?” 

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We put so much energy into doing this the wrong way, and for what? :D Bless Riksu and Mikey for making this happen and Aura for putting up with our crap.

@destinyrcigned @rhymingstar @windborne-traveler