#astralwings

[the-bak3ry]

Astralwings MYO

This is my MYO Submission (ty for allowing me to post on tumblr). Oleum is a young astralwing from Stardrift and works as a performer! Despite their flashy appearance Oleum possesses no magical abilities. It’s their dream to perform in front of Queen Ascension and the royal family. Oleum is a master of dance, utilizing flowing fabrics to add flair to the performance!

[elevatumtactica]

@astralwiings​ - Ky

The day was long and tiring,but rewarding at best because of her patrols were finished and then it ended with two hours of training.But before she can go to her room her father had called her over to his office he had hired a paladin to be her new team mate.It surprised her because most of the missions she was given were handled on her own but she understood her father’s reasoning.He was trying to make sure she was safe and by giving her a partner to worth it would secure her safety.She walked outside to the training grounds and saw a man in armor it looks like he was her partner that her father was talking about.”Hello you must be the paladin my father hired it’s a pleasure to meet you my name is Lucina I look forward to working with you.”

[capravulpes]

@astralwiings​ - Dante

Today she was handling some business,at the publishing house.There were complaints about the shipment orders being lost and the staff was having a tough time trying to fix the situation.But because the shrine is also busy at this hour she told the maidens to take over while she was gone.But she was told by one of the mikos that there was a man that requested a audience with her but for now their guest had to wait.She told her priestesses to just tell him too wait until she got back from fixing a small issue with her company.

After she got a hold of the shipping company,she left the rest of the matter to her team and head back to the shrine.Obiviously this man didn’t come from teyvat he had a odd outifit and which made her curious plus his loud voice made it clear he was a wild person.”I see you were requesting me,which means you either have a spirtual problem or you’re just here as a tourist.”

[of-fur-and-fire]

I didn't need this kind of assault 😭

[zorkaya-moved]

@astralwiings​

Metropolis. A city filled with criminals of different descend, all coated in layers upon layers of vice and tainted blood. This city reeks of faithlessness and disloyalty, all drenched in the coating of black mud that is only cleared by so-called heroes who occupy this city. No one knows her but she already starts up with a positive public image, coming into this city with investments for the better future of people who live here. Artists be it painters or singers or dancers are beloved by her charity, given a place to entertain and showcase their skills to a brand range of investors who sought out talents from the outside of this large city. What a time to be alive to be an artist, right? And yet, the cloud of mystery continues to conceal the truth of the matter, an ice queen whose eyes reflect the other but do not show the depth of her abyss. 

Today, an interview is scheduled, but she finds it boring to remain in this office. She is always dressed to impress, extravagant in her outfit and in her nature. It is a mask she must keep but also an attitude that keeps her entertained. Like this, there is no expectation of her being a dangerous woman but only being seen as someone who only has her own things on her own. Luxury speaks of spoiled nature, and she is all too happy to feed this treacherous wine to those of this city who don’t know better. Her wish is domination over boredom, full control of her entertainment. 

Ah, finally, today’s ringleader for her show comes in. No, no, no. Ringleader is wrong. She is the ringleader today, it’s her desire and she will make it true. The city is still vastly unknown to her despite the small ‘spies’ of her made of ice lurking around in different shapes no one will notice giving her enough information to know where to go or what’s going on. Zarina smiles as she hears her secretary stating that the reporter is here. 

Clark Kent. She heard a lot about him (and already met him before when first arriving to Daily Planet herself to ask if they could write about the charity event she’s planning in exchange for an interview), seemingly a normal young man, but she heard he’s got a knack for good articles. Why not make him her connection to one of the newspapers to keep up her good image? Sokolova hums as she pours a glass of wine while leaning against her table, her outfit screaming artistic luxury. A patron of arts, certainly. The stones, the accessories, the suit, the style, the confidence. Today will be a fun day. 

“You’ve finally arrived, Mr. Kent. I was afraid I’ll finish the bottle before you’ll come in,” she teases, bringing the glass a bit higher to look through the red liquid at the man who entered her office. It’s simpler than one would expect. The dark colors would feel oppressive but she is the white light in this office in her white suit with splashes of color here and there. The design remains more monochrome, but the colors of red, silver, and golden would be seen on certain furniture pieces. The room was well-lit thanks to the wall behind the woman being a window, the natural sunlight coming in and letting the other who enter the room witness Zarina, who would be sitting at the table, as almost a heavenly sent with that silver hair and golden gaze. It’s why she only uses this office for her “daily” activities. 

“I hope Marina did not fawn over you as she does over new people she meets, the girl can be so affectionate without thinking it’s uncomfortable for new visitors.” ‘Marina’ being the dog (borzoi/borzaya) of her secretary Alyona, naturally. The owner of the dog was the opposite, a rather cold and professional woman who probably told the reporter to wait for two minutes before letting him in, noting on the ‘boss’s tendency to do what she wants whenever she wants. “How was your drive? The town seems to be so busy despite it being a Monday. My, my. Is it always like this? Did something happen yesterday?” 

[weedplantar]

coffee, marble, brownie !

Coffee: Book that reminds you of your childhood?

The Percy Jackson series! I was so obsessed with it when I was a kid and I'll still reread my old copies occasionally.

Marble: Favourite time of day?

Early in the morning (if I can wake up that early lol) or midday when the sun is out!

Brownie: a band/artist you used to like but don't anymore?

I can't really think of any? I sort of just drift from artist to artist

Ask game

[elevatumtactica]

❝  i’m staying.  end of discussion.  you gotta learn to let people take care of you.  ❞ (Basilio! 😔😔😔)

@astralwiings

"I figured you would say that Basilo."The tactician let out a nervous laugh of they have been spending time together and it didn't surprise her that he was staying he defianately was concern there were times chrom worried about her especially when it came to sleep."Right I been so busy I hadn't notice I'm so sorry for worrying you."

[samarashoot]

17 44 45

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes? my doc martens that i have had since high school, they are very creased and one has a big splotch of white acrylic gesso on the toe, they are so perfectly worn in and molded to my feet that if needed i can wear them without socks and be fine 44. favorite scent for soap? nothing too sweet or fruity or overpowering, i like a gentle herbaceous or pine-y scent! or lemon! smells clean 45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero? hmm probably fantasy bc i feel like it’s the least restricted by genre conventions and can be taken in more interesting directions? sci fi is good too, and has great potential for social commentary but i’m not really into the future-y space aesthetic as much. and i actively dislike most superhero movies