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"Your journey will become very dangerous from now on," So that person told you. "I don't know if this cloth will do anything to protect you, but..." •──────✧✦✧──────• Indie. RP blog for Aether, the male protagonist of Genshin Impact. VERY crossover friendly. Please read rules before interacting. Written by Capt. T. "Tea" Rex Oh, and Paimon is here, too. •──────✧✦✧──────• "But when you face a force enough to destroy one, or even two worlds," You do not truly remember who it was who had treaded the two of you ever so gently. You wish you could remember... "When you face a boundless darkness, or an all-consuming radiance..." But that was one world ago.

[outlandish-descension]

“This is what I get for calling Paimon ‘emergency food’.”

Salutations, all! My name is Capt. Terrence “Tea” Rex, though most (if not all) of my friends refer to me as Tea.

This here is an independent RP blog for Aether, the male protagonist of Genshin Impact, and Paimon, the mascot of said game and everyone’s favourite emergency food! The blog is somewhat selective but VERY open to crossovers. Please give this a like and/or a reblog so that I can see if you all are interested in RPing with this dynamic duo!

“What do you mean ‘hehe’!?”

[outlandish-descension]

"Hey, Aether! Happy Valentine's Day!" Amber greeted, the Outrider smiling at the other, giving the Traveler a red box of chocolates that Amber made herself. "Feel free to share some with Paimon if you'd like! To be honest, I've never made chocolate before- but I didn't burn it!" At least, she believes she didn't fail at it. "Hope you're having fun today! There's a lot of people giving out chocolates today, I didn't want you to feel left out in the fun!"

Aether looked up from the book Amber had given him a while ago (the one she mistook for the gliding manual), hoping that she would ignore the startled little jump he did beforehand. His eyes met hers for the briefest moment before Aether turned his attention to the little box she gave him; he quickly set the book aside and gratefully took it from her hands. He even gave a little smile!

And, if Amber payed attention, a soft blush as well.

“Oh, thank you,” came the surprisingly bashful reply as he trailed a thumb across the box. “I’m sure the chocolate is at least edible,” he joked, “But again, thanks. I can’t recall the last time someone gave me chocolate for Valentine’s.”

His blush grew ever so slightly in intensity.

“... Wanna go grab something to eat at Good Hunter with me? My treat.”

[outlandish-descension]

happy valentine's day sweet prince

“ G E T   O U T . ”

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"Th-That? It's nothing!" Mona insisted despite the profuse rumbling in her stomach.

“... Mona, be honest. When was the last time you’ve eaten something?”

Knowing the astrologist, it was perhaps at least one or two whole days since she had a proper meal that wasn’t salad-based. Without a moment of hesitation Aether started setting up an Adepti Seeker’s Stove, all the while not breaking eye-contact as he waited for her to answer his question.

There were very few things Aether hated with an intense passion, one of those things being his loved ones going hungry. He can and will make Mona something to eat, no matter how hard she will protest. Then again she likely wouldn’t protest, though, considering the Golden Crab he once made for her and the extremely positive reaction that earned him.

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prsonatm​:

>>  @outlandish-descension​​​  (   mona to male traveler / aether  ♡   )

            ❛   greetings traveler , i take it you returned to mondstadt’s walls from snow landscape of dragonspine , yes ?   ❜    

“Why, yes. I did. How could you tell?”

There was a thin layer of frost coating his hair, paired with his flushed cheeks and shivering hands. It was obvious where he just teleported from.

Not to mention, said hands held one (1) Paimon completely encased in a block of ice. Poor thing.

[outlandish-descension]

kinships​:

“Traveler?”

Camilla had been sitting at the fountain, reading when she heard him call out for his flighty friend (she was always curious about that, honestly). When she saw how distressed he was over losing sight of her, the dancer spoke up.

“Are you looking for your little friend, Traveler?” She asks, standing up, brushing her skirt off and putting her book back in her bag. “I think…I saw her wander off somewhere out of the corner of my eye but…” She started, then realizes she might be of much help, just giving him directions.

“Would you like a hand looking for her? I’ve nothing else planned for the day, except maybe a drink later…” He seemed extremely distressed he couldn’t find her, and Camilla didn’t like seeing people in distress.

Aether whipped to face the woman when she spoke to him, nearly breaking his own neck from the force alone, a wild and desperate look on his face. He was just moments away from begging her to help him.

But then he stopped, realisation hit him like a Stonehide Lawachurl.

This isn’t the first time she disappeared, he thought to himself. He turned away from her, deep breath in and out, an effort to compose himself, rationality over blind panic.

After all, acting out of fear would be unbefitting of a Knight of Favonius (honorary he may be). Aether would turn to her again, worry evident in his gaze but now much calmer than before. Definitely no longer prepared to fall to his knees and beg like a weak man about to be murdered.

“I’d appreciate all the help I can get,” he would slowly admit, “Paimon comes and goes as she pleases, but she usually tells me when she’s about to disappear for a bit.”

“Tell you what, help me find her and I’ll pay for any drink-related expenses. It’s the least I can do to repay you.”

[outlandish-descension]

" Great Prince, should we invest for our great Churl warriors to use boars as mounts? " Ozug, reminding you that Hilichurl Boarknights can be a thing.

“Find a way to tame that ornery boar king in Dragonspine, THEN I shall consider it.”

Truth be told he would prefer that oversized porker be killed and used to make goulash.

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“Yikes, what happened to you?”

“Big pig.”

[obey-mine]

Aether’s dead eyes in official art always makes me laugh

[outlandish-descension]

Looks up from his map.

Sighs.

“It’s almost that time of the year again.”

[outlandish-descension]

VIOLENTLY (and with MURDEROUS INTENT) chases after a boar that hit him literally out of nowhere.

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tcngueticd​:

     she  could  only  imagine  how  somewhat  frightening that  is  to  witness.  although  reina  is  considered  small,  vertically  challenged,  as  some  might  say;  her  strength  is  something  that  most  people  seem  to  gloss  over.  it  was  nighttime,  which  meant  it  was  time  to  do  the  pending  tasks  she  had  to  do.  yet  after  she  accomplished  her  jobs  for  the  night,  she  decided  to  go  on  a  rampage  on  the  nearest  hilichurl  camp  which  she  spotted  from  up  above  the  mountain.  out  of  impulse,  the  woman  threw  herself  at  it.  gliding  from  a  distance,  &  paying  very  little  mind  to  the  traveler  which  she  failed  to  see  at  the  corner  of  her  eye.

     the  moment  that  the  adventure  started  a  strong  impact  with  her  dendro  skills,  &  drew  out  her  humongous  claymore,  all  hell  went  loose.  a  mitachurl  was  around  her  general  area,  but  even  it  instantly  shied  away  when  it  came  across  her  wrath  which  she  had  no  problem  showcasing.  creatures  left  &  right  instantly  met  their  unfortunatefates.  the  ones  that  charged  at  her  were  smacked  away,  those  who  decide  to  go  in  groups were  sliced  into  bits  when  she  spun  with  haste,  & the  large  mitachurl  met  its  doom  as  soon  as  its  shield  dispersed  into  nothingness  at  the  hands  of  her  weapon.

       every  creature  in  her  was  in  her  mercy  as  she  took  out  all  her  anger  on  then.  why  the  fuck  do  people  think  that  just  because  she’s  got  her  eyes  shut,  she’ll  never  hear  a  shit  or  two  about  the  things  they  decide  to  spew  about  her.  ‘oh  she’s  such  a  good  for  nothing  runt.’  they’d  say.  ‘she’s  a  hopeless  bother  residing  in  their  home.’  they’d  whisper  & chatter  amongst  themselves.

     “  they  all  need  to  learn  how  to  SHUT  THE  FUCK  UP!  ”     reina  roars,  finishing  up  the  last  of  those  inside  the  camp,  scaring  off  the  slimes  in  the  distance  who  saw  the  absolute  massacre  happen.  to  think  that  such  a  small  individual  could  cause  this  much  damage  by  going  on  her  own  private  rampage.  though  after  she  yells,  she  was  interrupted  by  a  high  pitched  voice  which  made  her  eyebrow  twitch  in  annoyance.  “  HHHAAAHH!?  ”      she  turns  her  head  to  gaze  at  paimon  &  her  companion  which  she  barely  noticed  given  his  silence.  “  who  the  fuck  are  you?  ”     yeah,  clearly,  she  isn’t  taking  very  kindly  to  being  interrupted  in  the  middle  of  her  rage  fest.  excuse  her,  she’s  not  usually  this  rude.

Aether had to admit, he knew a powerful fighter when he saw one. The way the (rather diminutive) girl took apart the entire hilichurl encampment was amazing, awe-inspiring, absolutely terrifying to behold. It was brutally efficient and over in a flash, those poor hilichurl had no chance to fight back at all.

It was, in all honesty, quite scary. And Paimon just had to go ahead and draw her ire.

Paimon instantly shrunk into herself the moment the girl turned towards her, with that blood-curdling, “HHHAAAHH!?” and Paimon herself gave a frightened, “Eep!!”

It was more than enough to get Aether to spring into action, immediately stepping in and putting himself between this stranger and his floating companion. He was somewhat afraid, granted. After all, he immediately recognised her as a very capable fighter and thus knew she would be a daunting challenge if push ever came to shove. Part of him knew things would not become so drastic, of course, but anyone could tell that she was also under a lot of stress. Anything could happen, really.

“We’re fellow adventures,” Aether would start as amiably as possible, “and we were about to start with a commission before you, uh...”

Aether gestured at the ruined hilichurl camp behind her.

“Well, before you finished it for us. We owe you our thanks.”

At this point Paimon peeked out from behind Aether, eyeing the stranger warily before turning her gaze to Aether. She knew him long enough to know what he was doing, trying to defuse the situation with small talk. It had rather mixed results in the past, though, and anyone could tell that Paimon was starting to grow a little more nervous with every passing second.

Aether was not oblivious to Paimon’s concern. He figured he would have to settle the girl’s anger quickly, and one sure-fire way he knew how was through money.

“Since you completed the commission, I reckon you’re the only one deserving of the reward. It’s only fair, isn’t it?”

Then, strangely enough and (perhaps) without much thought, he held out his hand in a friendly greeting.

“My name is Aether, by the way. The one behind me is called Paimon, though everyone calls her Emergency Food.”

All worries were quickly forgotten upon that last bit he said, Paimon immediately sticking out from behind Aether and following up with an undignified, “Heyyyy!!!” which earned her a smirk and a light chuckle from her male companion.

Difusing with some humour might work, too.

[outlandish-descension]

“Ugh, how long was I out...?”

“Seventeen days.”

“Seventeen what???”

[outlandish-descension]

miHoYo: “So we want you to deliver this plate of spaghetti in under ninety seconds without literally moving a single muscle.”

Me:

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" Worry not my Prince, I can be one of your little pogchamps. " excuse me

“Oh, please, don’t make me laugh.”

The Prince’s voice was cold. Withering. Blood-curdling in its malice, resentment, dripping with hate and venom. He did not turn to face the mitachurl, seemingly paying him no mind after he spoke, yet slowly and surely his head began to turn.

His eyes were empty, almost lifeless, as he locked his gaze with Vol Ozug.

"You are not, and never will be, my ‘little pogchamp’...”

The Prince turned fully to face Vol Ozug, he now seemed to almost tower over him with his oppressive presence. His lips began to twitch, pulling themselves into a sickening smirk, his formerly dead eyes now glimmered like those of a predator ready to kill.

“You aren’t even based.”

“You’re cringe.”

[outlandish-descension]

“Aether, is Paimon your little pogchamp~?”

He could feel himself die a little inside.

[outlandish-descension]

Offers some nice Sugar-Frosted Slime to whoever is nearby.