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@coldlizardmuses

Mun/Writer is 20. | Minors DNI. | Multimuse RP Account.

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Skies overhead changed from the midday blue to the dark grey of an oncoming storm. Oddly enough, no rain came from the storm, however, the winds did not let up, blowing through harshly with their unrelenting power. The draconic mage oddly found some sort of comfort in this "chaotic" environment, the ebony-colored, cloak around his form fluttering and whipping about around her with loud and audible pops and cracks from the strong winds.

Eyes closed, he was in a sort of meditative state to help control and keep what stressful feelings were coursing through him at bay, sitting under a tree in a large meadow, finding this environment to be suitable for helping take his mind off of this sort of thing. In this state, he was unaware of his surroundings due to his guard being down. So unless someone spoke out to him directly, he wouldn't be aware that he was not alone now in this stormy endeavor...

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Don't need to say anything less, please help them.

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

Y’all mind if I just thirst post about Frieza’s dad for a hot minute?

Like holy shit 

They didn’t have to make him a total dilf but nope they did! And gave him thicc ass thighs that activate my lizard brain

imagine sitting on his lap

Toriyama really created a 15 foot tall lizard dilf and then immediately killed him off. For shame.

// Y'all ever just ... make a playlist full of 80s/very early 90s AOR, glam metal, and new wave music and vibe out like it's Miami Vice?

Cause tonight that is the current mood for me.

[🦇 / june 2023 ] for @softcatmemoirs !! 🧡💎

[ID: a digital drawing with rough linework of a tall, androgynous gold-orange anthro dragon with purple eyes, dark horns and spikes on their body, fin-like ears, long blonde hair with long bangs and a braid in the back, wings, a big long tail, and a lot of cuffs and jewelry with colorful gems embedded in them. they wear a long-sleeved shirt that falls off the shoulders, a stylized ruffled skirt that fastens with a pink heart button, and a blue belt with purple fastens across their waist. they stand in a confident pose against a light blue background with one hand against their hip. /end ID]

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when u create too many ocs and dont have the time to develop them all equally and ur brain just wants u to focus on one or two at a time but u keep making more and more and u feel like ur abandoning the ones u havent done anything with for a while

I might just be extremely in my thirties now but I simply cannot take any sort of fandom discourse anymore. I barely could before but I am at maximum capacity. just... just watch the thing and enjoy it or whatever, be nice to each other, isn't life hard enough

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  • Aeolus the Windmaster (bio coming soon)

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  • Mun/writer is 20. Minors DNI.
  • NSFW interactions are allowed. But ONLY within DMs, and with writers and muses who are of age (18+).
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  • This profile will change it's character theme from time to time. To let you all know, it doesn't fully mean I will be RPing that character. Just for me I think the character looks nice and I use it as the theme.
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  • Otherwise, just have fun y'all. Roleplaying is a hobby, not a 9 to 5 job.

@coldlizardmuses | Continued from here.

coldlizardmuses:
“ Adventure. The winds here seem so powerful, and seeing your attire, well, curiosity had to make me ask. ”
[ Aeolus answered the elf with a casual chuckle. It seemed he wasn’t too fond of formalities, but he wouldn’t let that affect Algrim. His ears picked up the sound of howling winds outside, and his body trembled a bit in excitement. ]
“ Say, Councilor Algrim… would you mind showing off your cloak and robes in the wind for me? I apologize if that request seems so forward, I was just wanting to have someone else indulge in the powerful gale today alongside me. ”
[ Nearby, he opened the door to the balcony of Algrim’s quarters, making sure that the winds wouldn’t blow any of the contents inside the room in a frenzy. His ebony cloak and robe whipped and snapped about his form in a frenzied flurry, producing a symphony of cracks and pops.
Standing to the side, he waited for Algrim to walk out into the wind, awaiting to see how his cloak and robe would react to the winds. ]

Roving adventurer the stranger may be, Algrim could not help but wonder if his visitor might have a reason to leave his identity a mystery. Before he could request a proper introduction, however, the other’s next remark gave him pause. Algrim glanced down at himself, his forehead wrinkling, then looked back up at the other. “My attire?” His formal robes, albeit flowing and ostentatious, tailored to impress any visiting dignitaries with the greatness of the king whom he served, were hardly reason enough to draw anyone into his study. It was usually people seeking his counsel on matters of state rather than fashion who came to see him.

When the other turned the conversation to the weather, particularly to the winds whipping outside, the brash request that followed had Algrim looking at his visitor with arched brows, trying to make sense of the droll situation he’d found himself in. Watching on silently as the stranger opened the door to his balcony, Algrim could only wonder about his motivations. He was certainly an unusual personage – Algrim was not sure yet whether he wanted to get to know him or dismiss him on the spot.

Deciding to humour his visitor for the moment, the elf stepped out into the open. While it was not a particularly hot day, the cooling wind felt refreshing on his face after spending half a day behind his desk. Algrim glanced over his shoulder at the other man. “Now, would you care to explain what this is all about?”

> A chuckle escaped the sorcerer's lips. It was an expected reaction for him to be confused about what was happening. Being a free spirit and all led to these sorts of reactions towards him. Weirdly enough, he didn't let them affect him... for now at least.

His form remained unmoving in the strong winds, save for the ebony, black colored cloak and robe of his person, which whipped and snapped about energetically in the winds. It seemed chaotic, but there was a beauty to the erratic flapping of all that fabric.

Aeolus' eyes paid attention to the cloak of Algrim that he wore over him, anticipating how such rich fabric would look whipping about in the gales, before speaking once more.

" You want the truth?

If I may be honest, you seem so... what's the word I'm looking for... restless. Hesitant.

That's nothing to be ashamed of, but I feel like you need some more... freedom, adventure in your life.

Wandering through this land, I've heard about you from the locals. And my curiosity just had to be satisfied, which is why I'm here. "

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