#wizardinghalfling

[ivakir]

♬ ᚡ ✒

Yet Another Munday Meme

♬ - Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music?

It depends on my mood and the level of the inspiration. I have a special playlist for each of my characters, threads, situations. For Ivakir it’s a couple of songs of Lebanon Hanover, a lot of folk songs and klezmer music. For Bai Gou (another my muse, whom I rarely use here) it’s a dark ambient, dark wave and one ukraine band Tol. And I also have a special playlist for drabbles, which mostly includes Sigur Ros.

I often listen to music, when I need to translate the long answers. It helps me to concentrate.

ᚡ - Random fact about the mun?

My fridge is full of food, but I am eating tangerine’s skin, because I am lazy to get to the kitchen.

✒ - Do you have a preference when it comes to gender regarding your muses?

No? To be honest, I don’t even know, because I never think about gender too much.

[ivakir]

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MUNDAY QUESTIONS

☠ Who is a muse you would want to play?

I always wanted to play canon characters, but I restrain myself constantly, because there is a certain canon, which you should follow.

One time I wanted to play Woland of “The Master and Margarita”, but… well, he is the devil. And there are already many devils.

☤ What do you have in common with your muse?

We both are very stubborn.

[castiigator]

❝ I’ve heard stories about you . ❞

“Tell me they weren’t from Easton.”

[ivakir]

@wizarding-halfling

Ivakir was thinking. And thinking, as we know, was very hard work, especially when you were tired and your stomach was empty. It seemed that the woman was close to catch the right thought by its tail, but sinful fantasies about food (and in particular - about wine and bloody red meat) and a soft bed was right there, slipping through cracks of her mind, displacing her brilliant plans. Iv's stomach wined nasty, demanding attention. Don't think about food, girl, just don't think about food. But it was hard not to think about food when there were so many smells!..

Today's goal was to get into the one particular hotel. More precisely, she was already there, the main task was to get into rooms. It was clear that a traveling witch didn't fit in a such luxurious place. Ivakir always looked charming, but today she didn't look charming and rich enough to pick up some old man or old woman with fat wallet.

Iv strongly slammed a cup on the bar counter. If Ivakir came to the bar and drank only tea with sugar, it could only meant that she was planning something. Today, she will definitely sleep in a clean bed with no suspicious spots on blankets, soak in foamy bath and eat a huge strawberry cake. And she had two ways to get into desired rooms: fire escape and attractive door marked with "staff only." But only after she finished her tea.

[gasclerk-blog]

‘  sorry about the dead smell in here.  could be a pipe leakage or something ---- or could be someone dead in the bathroom.   you could check if you want.   ‘       @wizarding-halfling    starter call.

[robobxbe-archive-blog]

⭐️

For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses.

I mean, it’s not a secret that they probably sleep with each other often, but they deny it that they don’t sleep with each other THAT often. But, like EVERYONE FREAKING KNOWS.

They’re very competitive with their magic, they try to one up each other which ends disastrous. ‘Cause, Cornelius berates them since they’re acting like two kids.

Mason feeds from Timantha most of the time, and would drop hints for her to eat better/take better care of herself. She thinks it’s cause he cares, but tbh it’s so her blood could taste better.