#thousand winds

* Dvalin is one of the most literate dragons out there, he knows multiple languages and can recite poems from the top of of his head

* Venti actively corrects people when they call dvalin stormterror and has been writing ballads about how wonderful he is.

The knights as well have been trying to quell mondstadts fears about him. Dvalin is forever grateful for this however he understands that not everyone is going to forgive him.

* dvalin just like his father is a poet, he likes to write poetry and sing songs. If he was human he would be one of the best bards out there

* dvalin wants to be friends with the ragnvidrs like venti is whoever due to the history between the rangivdrs and dragons (the whole it’s ursa drake thing) it’s never really happened

* he has always had a close relationship with the gunnhildrs ever since he was a small child. They both want what’s best for mondstadt and they were there for him in the periods where venti was away. However when the gunnhildrs too were actively scared of him it broke his heart.

* as a child he hated Rex lapis, every time he got near dvalin would grower and hiss. Now as a adult he’s still not fond of Rex lapis because they can’t really see eye to eye

* as a kid he LOVED egeria. Although she wasn’t fully dragon she taught him all that she had learned about being a dragon. She would bring him gifts like shells and pearls. He still looks back at these moments fondly

* dvalin has a lot of the same beliefs as venti. They wish freedom for everyone and believe all is equal. Dvalin doesn’t think some dragons deserve to lord over all because of their birth rights (talking about you sovereigns).

* however venti and dvalin disagree when it comes to how freedom and mondstadt should be protected. While venti wants to take a passive role in mondstadts safety dvalin wants to take a active one

* if he ever meet neuvillette they would not get along. Although dvalin is still upset at venti for leaving he would never want him jailed. He also doesn’t like the Fontaine justice system, he thinks it’s uncomfortably similar to Lawrence clan mondstadt

* he considers the other a thousands winds as his family and they consider him to as their nephew. It’s common to see wind spirits on dvalin singing little songs or nuzzling against him

* he and vennessa are still friends. They go on flights together all the time and sometimes work to annoy venti. Vennessa tried to talk him down durning his abyssal corruption.

* he sees Andrius like some sort of uncle. Andrius,although rough, has given dvalin a lot of helpful advice. Especially about how to regain peoples trust after you hurt them deeply, which Andrius had to learn to do after giving up his divinity.

* dvalin hasn’t meet varka but he can’t wait to do so. He made it a mission of his to try to meet every grandmaster. He and Jean are friends and dvalin advises her on what I try her grandmasters have done in similar situations.

* dvalin is one of the few people who know the truth about venti form. Venti told him about nameless bard and all the other revolutionaries.

* when he was corrupted by the abyss he actively chose to bring venti to old mondstadt in order to hurt him. Dvalin feels insanity guilty about this fact even though venti doesn’t blame him

* dvalin feels quite lonely often. There’s not many dragons for miles around and even fewer elemental ones. Although it doesn’t affect him greatly he still does wish to meet one of his one kind.

* every windblume venti makes a flower crown for dvalin. Dvalin keeps telling him he doesn’t have to do this but venti insists saying that windblume are for all the children of mondstadt.

* dvalin still feels guilty about durin. Every windblume he can’t help but think how much that innocent dragon who just wanted friends would have loved this holiday

venti was a part of the original thousand winds and escaped when istaroth formed the ad oblivione, which is why that note in the thousand winds temple/nameless island is a thing (ill get the actual sources later, just getting thoughts out 😭) and also why he’s considered the prodigal son

reason i wrote this all is bc i was doing ‘research’ (doing my once in a blue moon scroll on twitter and looking at theories) and later saw this poem abt the brain organoids on tiktok and and ☹️

Imagine having kids with Venti. One day, he takes you and the kids to meet his mom and whole family. Apparently, the thousand winds and the clouds are his family and friends.

It’s Date night with the beloved bard…and the other 999 winds, apparently.

(A One shot)

Oh, to be dancing with the ever graceful and divine and not petty in the slightest lord Barbatos in the thousand winds temple as he twirls you around, so happy that you came back to Mondstadt to spend the evening with him.

As he dips you, he hopes you don’t notice how there are small winds sprites throwing around Cecelia and wind wheel aster petals, almost invisible. He doesn’t mind them being there…so long as none of them try to shoot their shot…

As you continue swaying with him…something light and breeze-blessed is discreetly placed in your hair. You’ve come to be very attune with the wind and it’s many antics…so you open your eyes from the kiss you were about to enter with the beautiful bard. Said beautiful bard is now pouting when you place your hand on his chest, eyes closed with his soft lips ready for yours.

“Whyd ye stewhp?” He pouts, his eyebrows furrow. “Windbluhhhmm…”

“What’s this, Venti?” You giggle as you feel around your hair, and suddenly you find it- a beautiful crown of Cecelias and Windwheel asters- you and Venti’s favorite flowers, intertwined. “Did you make this? It’s so pretty…”

“Make what?”

He opens those beautiful green eyes of his, and now he just seems slightly confused as he cocks his head- but then, almost instantly, he begins to blush madly, and pulls at his collar.

“oh…ehe…so…haha…”

“Venti…” you coo teasingly as you you walk your fingers up his chest to his chin, then twirling his loosened hair in your fingers. “What’s the matter?”

He gulps as his eyes fixate on your waist. It’s more of a glare, actually…

“Uhm…do I have something on me?” Now you’re a bit worried. “Is it bad?”

You look down at your outfit, confused. Then you see it- a tiny windsprite, trying to attach a Cecelia to the waistline of your outfit.

“Oh my-oh my!” You beam excitedly, your hands over your mouth as you look up at the bard. “This is the cutest thing ever-wait, in your hair too!!”

In his hair, another sprite is playing around with the Cecelia in his hair. It seems so content with its life, minding its own business while the anemo archon…maybe not so much.

He blows his fringe out of his face, and huffs. “See, Windblume…I asked them to be discreet for one, one evening…but…”

“Why…they’re so sweet…oh, hello there!” The little sprite is shoving itself into the palm of your hand, nuzzling it as you begin to stroke them with your finger.

He blushes at how sweet you are to them already…his heart is melting. But those cheeky little things…hmph.

“Well…” he sighs, hand on his hip. He shakes his head with a small pout.

“I’m sure you’ve had…similar experiences…with your family, huh?”

You think back to that night, sitting in the hands of the statue with him. What he told you then… Instantly, the dots are connected.

“Oh, Venti, this is the most precious thing ever!!! You’re probably the best big brother to each and every one of them, aren’t you?” You direct your attention back to the sprite in front of you, gently pinching its chubby cheek-so reminiscent of the archons own soft cheeks. “Isn’t he? Isn’t he?” You coo. “But wait…what’s so wrong with you floating around? You’re just the sweetest thing and-“

“a-HEM.” The bard clears his throat, his nose turned up with his arms crossed.

…

Ah. It seems the bard is a smidge…jealous, isn’t he? A bit selfish when it comes to you, hmm?

“Oh, Venti…you’re so silly…” you give him a kiss on his cheek. “You know you’re the cutest of all…at least, to me…”

You pinch his cheek, and he sputters.

“Th-that’s not what I meant! Ehehehehe…nice one though…”

He takes you back into his arms, and the little sprite hanging off of you zips away quickly. Now they are the one pouting as the bard blows them a raspberry.

“Venti!” You laugh, half scoldingly. “Maybe I should take back what I said…”

“Oh, don’t let this rivalry steer you away from me, eh Windblume?” He coos, pulling you closer.

“Just gotta remind the wind know that you’re all mine.”

He finally pulls you into that kiss he was waiting for. You just know he’s purposefully dragging it out so obnoxiously to gross the poor little things out…

But when your lips finally part and eyes are opened, there’s a gaggle of them- somehow, they managed to set up a Kamera. All you can pick up is faint chiming, as if they are all snickering. Venti, based on the expression on his face right now as you stand next to him…he likely knows everything they are saying.

The thousand winds are…they’re quite the special bunch, aren’t they?

私のお墓の前で泣かないで下さい そこに私はいません 眠って何かいません

千の風に千の風になって あのおきな空を吹きわたっています 秋には光になって畑にふりそそぐ 冬はダイヤのようになって きらめく雪になる 朝は鳥になって あなたを目覚めさせる 夜は星になって あなたを見守る 私のお墓の前で泣かないで下さい

そこに私は射ません 死んでなんか射ません 千の風に千の風になって あの大きな空を吹きわたっています 千の風に千の風になって あのおきな空を吹きわたっています

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Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die.

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千の風になって (sen no kaze ni natte)

新井　満

Inspired by: Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep Mary Elizabeth Frye

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Thousand Winds (Duel Decks: Speed vs. Cunning) - Raymond Swanland