#aevisong

[deckofclubs]

‘ i thought i might find you here. i followed the wind until it led me to you. ‘ ever since kazuha met the mysterious traveler, he felt a close bond to him. after all, they had been through a lot together in a short time. their lives were both of a wandering type, so their paths didn’t cross very often. but kazuha would be lying if he didn’t admit sometimes he changed his course in order to see aether again. if the opportunity arises, he would always take it. 

‘ it’s been a while. how have you been ? i thought perhaps we could get some food, and catch up. have you been well ? ‘ sometimes he worried about aether. he had made so many friends across his travels across teyvat, but he also found himself in danger so frequently. occasionally, his mind wandered to thinking if aether was in trouble, he wouldn’t be there to help him. but he would always come if aether called to him. 

‘ it will be nice to travel freely, without having to avoid populated areas or the shogun’s army. have you been into the city recently ? ‘ 

@aevisong

[bemuseing]

@aevisong (Mutsuki, BSD verse) || Bonajiko Call!

It was a strange event for sure — with no warning from any observatory, astronomer or department — that one day over Japan a star fell from the sky. To observers it looked like a meteor, but if it were a meteor, there had been no detection prior to its arrival. Nor was there any sign of impact around where it fell, just records of a bright light and reports of a tinkling sound like a hundred tiny bells, or a thousand wind chimes.

If people still lived in the superstitious era, it would most certainly have been the sort of thing to be called an omen of some kind.

Then in the days following started sightings of a winged child, a strange child with bright eyes who didn’t speak, boldly approached strangers, and who could fly. Whatever they were, they weren’t hiding themselves much.

...

This was a very different world to the one where Bonajiko came from. There were countless living things here, many they’d never seen before, and the ones they recognised were vastly different. The butterflies and the birds weren’t bright like the ones they used to. They were darker and more colourful. The people too — looked different, had no flame.

There were lots of grown-ups! And everyone was alive.

But, they didn’t seem to know what to think of Bonajiko. Bonajiko wasn’t entirely sure what to think of them, either. Connecting with others here might be more difficult than they guessed, even with other children.

For now, they had retreated to a quieter place off the nearest road. They had climbed up to the top of a tree and were basking in the sun (within view of the road, leaving some drivers wondering what that was that they caught out of the corner of their eye as they sped along). The other thing about this place was that all the clouds were so very far away...

But the sun was warm.

[mckiingbiird]

What Flavor Is Your Soul?

vanilla oh heart of ice and mind of gold, what am I to do with you? you are only good in small amounts, bittersweet fledgling, you are hard for most to swallow. your spirit is strong, your wit is potent, your biting essence drives even the most daring away. but why are you hiding your sweetness? I know within you, you are soft, but humanity has made you bitter. you mask your pain and sorrow with spite and sensibility. you say you do not care about trivial things, but don't you? sweetheart relax. you can let down your drawbridge, the waters are not poisoned. I know you have looked monsters in between the eyes and scoffed at them, but please, relax. you think your armor protects you but it is smothering you slowly. little owlet, when will you learn, words can only get you so far? feelings are what makes this world pulse. do not suppress your feelings. your heart can still thaw my dear. trust.

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[ofsavior]

let’s gush about ships. || @aevisong​

Talk about... Marichat? owo

Where do I even begin?! I used to be a hardcore Ladrien stan because I thought that was like the ship. Like, I thought that was where they would grow. But I was so wrong. So, so wrong. Marichat is where they are the most honest. They can actually confide with one another and share genuine thoughts and feelings they harbor within themselves. Both of them are at their most relaxed in this dynamic, which is why it’s so easy for them to communicate. Because this is where the foundation of their friendship and partnership lies.

I think I became really invested in this pairing in the episode that icon is from. Because we see how Adrien works to cheer up Marinette, and she actually lets him. Ladybug tends to blow off Chat because she’s wearing responsibility and has an image to uphold, but Marinette can rest easy knowing she’s with the best partner anyone could ask for. As for Adrien, he is his most true self as Chat. The suit brings freedom rather than responsibility. He’s anonymous; free of a surname and escorts. He gets to take Marinette in his arms and carry for her a change. She’s his first friend, and he knows how caring she is. For once, he gets to take care of her in place of her taking care of everyone else.

They are where the slowburn has always been. Many thought it was LadyNoir, but it wasn’t. I’m glad MariChat has been where the true growth was given space. After all, they had a whole fake dating moment! What isn’t there to love about them?!

[ever-winter]

@aevisong asked for a Starter

It wasn't that often that he'd be away from the motherland like this - but as he wasn't willing to trust others with such an important task, he'd decided that for once he'd be the one to make the trip to Mondstadt - as annoying as it was proving to be. Peirro now stood in one of the rooms of the hotel that Pantalone had rented out, glancing out the window and watching quietly as some children appeared to have surrounded their Archon, oblivious, of course, to whom they currently played with. It amused him on some level, but to also be this close to one that played a part in the fall of his nation - it was easy to see as to why Signora had lashed out as she had.

"Any tales from afar?", his men seemed a little nervous about him walking out into the courtyard like this, but Peirro paid them very little mind. Gods were just another lifeform that roamed these lands, nothing to fear - and this one in particular was nothing more than a little songbird.

[barxlupin]

(( new headers! original edits by @aevisong, used with permission <3 ))

[aotoreiki]

Have you read/watched/played anything new thanks to the rpc this year?

End of year asks

It was very close to being a no... but a month or two ago I did start playing Monster Hunter Stories 2 thanks to @rathalost, and then literally earlier in the afternoon I started looking into some of the series I've seen @dynamoprotocol mention :0

I also started playing through Pokemon Colosseum, which although yeah it's Pokemon, I've never played those particular games. I was kinda hoping to finish it before the end of the year but didn't quite make it! Very close though! Just gotta grind some before attempting the final battle. This is both something I've been meaning to play through for a while (for science) but also something that I've been motivated to do seeing Orre related stuff come up in the rpc.

[rcbcllixvs]

RULES:  List five tropes applicable to your character, then tag others to do the same. (Tropes Wiki)   REPOST! DO NOT REBLOG.

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Adaptational Heroism: his canon counterpart, Dabi, is a villain.

Big Brother Instinct: very protective of his younger siblings (especially Shouto, the youngest) and children in general.

Blessed with Suck: he has a very powerful Fire Quirk (even stronger than his father's), but having inherited his mother's Ice Quirk user genes he can't use it to its full potential without burning himself.

Covered With Scars: not as much as his canon counterpart, but he still has a good amount of burn scars on his upper body due to his Quirk.

Teeth-Clenched Teamwork: whenever he has to work alongside his father.

Adaptational Superpower Change: it's unknown what her Quirk was in canon (or if she had a Quirk at all); this version inherited a weaker version of her paternal grandmother's original Quirk.

Gamer Chick: an avid gamer in her spare time.

Genius Cripple: can't walk without the aid of a wheelchair or a cane and is a self-taught genius hacker.

Hates Their Parent: has nothing but contempt for her late father Kotarou.

Spared By The Adaptation: her canon counterpart has been dead for years.

[dcfygraviity]

@aevisong asked:

[ play ] one muse plays with the other’s hair [ from jono ]

Love Languages: Physical Touch

Chuuya awakens to the feeling of fingers through his hair. His head is pillowed on something firm and soft at the same time, familiar and comforting, just like the long, slender digits brushing through his hair, the motion so gentle and soothing it almost tempts Chuuya back into the folds of sleep.

Strange, he doesn't remember falling asleep...

Cracking one single eye half-open, Chuuya catches a glimpse of red-tipped white hair; Jono's face appears blurred to his sleep-heavy eye, but Chuuya would recognize it anywhere. Based on his perspective, he's probably lying with his head on Jono's thigh. How did he end up there...?

Ah, whatever, he doesn't care. He's sleepy and comfortable and Jono doesn't appear bothered, seemingly content to pet Chuuya's head like one would a sleeping cat. So the redhead simply closes his eye again and rolls on his other side so he can press his face against Jono's stomach, gloved fingers closing around the Hunting Dog's wrist to guide his hand back to red locks in a silent request to continue with his previous ministrations.

Muffling a yawn into the folds of Jono's shirt, Chuuya lets himself fall back into a light, comforting slumber. Maybe the nightmares will leave him alone this time...

[strebcrarchives]

2- Do they celebrate their birthday? Why or why not? 3- If they do celebrate their birthday, how do they do it?

While Streber's main priority is the haunted house that day, he does celebrate his birthday with his family! I already answered the second one here! :^D

[bemuseing]

@aevisong sent: The gift Fukuzawa has left on Kunikida's desk is simply wrapped: silver paper with a dark green ribbon. Inside are a set of new, quality ink pens, and a day calendar featuring cats (of course).

As expected of the director, the gift that Kunikida found waiting was plain yet elegant. He would refrain from opening it until he had arrived home, after work; even at a festive time of year like this there was no shortage of things to do for the Agency. He would open it at the same time as all other gifts he received, in the evening, in the time he'd allotted.

When he did, he would smile to himself, and make a note to thank the director later. Kunikida was always in need of new pens, given the amount of writing he did on any given day. The calendar would be set nicely at his desk at home once the new year began. Maybe the regular sight of a cute cat would help keep him calm for the year ahead.

[mckiingbiird]

Make Your Muse

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[ofsavior]

munday meme. || @aevisong​

1. What is your favorite trope to rp?

answered.

2. Name 3 things you admire about OCs.

They are the truest form of someone’s ideas! This is the gateway into someone’s creative output, and we should be grateful for someone sharing them!

All ‘canon’ characters are OCs, and we are getting to see the full process of a writer developing a character and molding it over time. We even get the chance to even provide insight and offer input!

I think OC writers are very brave. This is something very personal: an initial idea someone developed. It’s like the inner-working in someone’s creative process, and I admire their bravery to share.

3. Who are your longest rp friends?

You! And @queensconquest, @legacychosen, @kingofgayandsalt, @petalbound​ I would say as well ♥

New friends but very close and dear @galaxythixf and @valorheroics​

4. What old character would you love to bring back?

Izumo Kusanagi

Sebastian Michaelis

5. What is a character you love, but don’t think you can write?

Half my muses haha

Maki Zenin; I’m very nervous to try her haha.

Katsuki Bakugou

[deckofclubs]

2) our muses reunite after receiver thought sender was dead. 

[ can i offer you agency dad fukuzawa in these trying times for kunikida? ]

he knew he was next in line to take over the agency. that was a fact he knew, but he always pictured it happening years and years in the future. only once fukuzawa was ready to retire, and he was only in his 40s. he had a good 20 years to learn and grow and be ready before his time to be president would come. at least that's what he always thought. the thought of losing fukuzawa, his greatest teacher and mentor, shook him to his core. the weight of everyone suddenly expecting him to fill fukuzawa's shoes was too heavy to bear. he knew he'd never be half the man fukuzawa is, but he at least wanted more time to try.

almost losing their leader to a rogue cursing ability had put tremendous pressure on him, and he had choked. ranpo had to come in and become the leader he couldn't when the time came. it's clear to him, he's not ready. and seeing fukuzawa back up, having his steady presence in the room, allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief he hadn't realized he'd been holding. he tries not to show it on his face as he exhales slowly, adjusting his glasses.

' sir. ' his voice shakes slightly. ' good to have you back. '

/ no longer accepting. 

[a-earthssprout]

🎄⛄ answered asks ! // children’s memes. ( no longer accepting ! )

@aevisong​ sent: “Wow, these flowers are lovely! Did you pick them just for me?”[ from venti, perhaps? :D ]

IF THERE WAS ONLY ONE BENEFIT TO WANDERING FAR—all the way to Starsnatch Cliff, to be exact—the lovely Cecilia flowers were certainly it. Ari traveled up the cliff with glee and gently plucked each precious flower from the ground, and, despite how tired her little legs felt from the hike, she was motivated whenever she spotted another. She continued this process of spotting and plucking until her trusty wicker basket was full to the brim with these special flowers. 

That was the first pleasant moment of the day, and the second was stumbling across someone who was friendly and as warm as VENTI. Their playful words and comforting energy encouraged the child closer, until they were only two paces apart from each other. She stared up at them with wide, sunshine - filled eyes, and a smile that beamed with a similar brightness. 

“ ye … yes, please! ” she replied happily, nodding her head. “ I … I have lll … lo … lots n’ lots of flowers! thhh … they’re the prettiest flowers … ! ”

“ —fff … for you! ” 

Orphans had precious few things that belonged to them and only them; things that were not divided among the unfortunate population due to the frightening lack of resources, or stolen by greedy little hands that did not yet know better, nor cared much for the terrible upset that doing so would cause. Yet little Ari was more than willing to offer her whole basket forward and did not worry one bit about Venti’s handling of it; somehow, in her trusting little heart, she felt certain that they would care for it just as she did. 

After all, they seemed to share a heart that was appreciative of nature and hands that were naturally gentle. Of course they would take care of her basket, and also the flowers it cradled! So Ari offered her basket up to them on tiptoes, so they could see just how sure she was of this decision. 

“ y … you can have aaaall of them, please!” Ari continued. Then it became obvious that the little girl was, at the very least, mildly observant, for her innocent gaze shifted from the bloom on the side of their hat and back to them, her emerald eyes now shimmering with interest. “ th — they’re your fa … fff … your favorite, please? you like them vvv … ve … very much … ? ” 

[rcbcllixvs]

What Kind Of Stupid Are You?

Smart until infected with stupid

You think you're safe don't you? You are probably the responsible one in the group, perhaps even the mom friend. You are relatively smart but all it takes is one little thing to suck all your braincells out. It could be hanging around your fellow stupid friends, it could be being left alone, it could be having a bit too much fun. The stupid lives inside you and it just takes the right environment for it to show.

Tagged by: stolen from @fatexbound

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