#Aether(alter)
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skele-bunny · 4 months ago
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Had this idea for a while and I fell in love with how you write the ghouls and their past so I offer you my AU... Siren/Pirates!! Rain getting caught in a net by the pack, unaware that theyre now being stalked by a second siren. Aether waking up in the middle of the night to see a strange person helping Rain back overboard. Aether instead grabs them both with a fight but the others come out and they're captured again. Dewdrop has no interest and is violent while Rain is just so curious about these humans and having the time of his life. I'll leave you the rest!
A Fool. (No CW) Implied Rain/Dewdrop
CW - NONE, Implications of injury, unintentional misgendering
Characters: Dewdrop, Rain, Aether, Mountain
(I have no idea how to write pirates but yeehaw! Some asshole Aeth for an equal asshole Dew. Divider by @ wrathofrats )
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Struggling against bonds, Dewdrop kept his head against the forecastle deck, eye bags heavy. His gills yearned and ached, teeth subconsciously chewing at the cloth between his teeth. A simply way to shut him up. To keep danger at bay. His vicious mouth and luring voice that threatened their lives so quickly. His eyes shifted to the water barrel nearby, Rain curled over the side with his own wrist shackles obvious. Rain had to stay submerged, those idiotic humans realizing quickly as his gills refused the topside air. The ship rocking back and forth was nauseating, reminding them both of the storm nights they sheltered for in the depths, curled in their comfortable cove.
Stretching his legs that were wrapped together in net, Dewdrop let out a small growl as the silhouette of one of the humans approach, a much larger right behind. His eyes quickly contracted, hissing underneath his gag as the taller went to Rain, carefully pushing back his hair and lifting his head to confirm he was live. Dew thrashed more, slamming himself to his side and glaring up with such a heavy hatred.
"Careful now," The shorter said. "That lass doesn't like you touching her own."
"Can't help myself. Never seen something so shiny..." It mumbled, carefully laying Rain back down.
Dew squirmed, huffing as his energy was already so depleted, watching with demonic eyes as the two crowded him. He watched the shorter crouch down, grabbing his hair with a particularly hard grasp.
"Gonna cut you and your lady a deal. You haven't eaten anything since two days ago. You can be nice and not bite us again, and we can feed ya'. How's' about that?"
The blonde siren only attempted to screech, cut off as the hand tightened, yanking him up to look at Rain. "You think she'll last another day with your attitude? I really suggest you think nice, long, and hard about it, lass."
The pale form of Rain sunk into Dew's chest, the two humans quietly noticing the tone change and the siren's eyes filling back in.
"There we go! See, ain't bad is it?" The taller smiled, moving away as the smaller let go.
Dew laid still, eyes never leaving Rain's face. He was still so new, didn't even understand the concept of humans. No matter how hard his mate tried to explain how vicious they were, just meals, Rain stayed curious. Dew never wanted him to break his fantasy this way—stuck gagged, and bound to a barrel while he slowly starved to death. How could the younger even know? Rain was so sheltered by not just him but the rest of their school for his lack of voice, unable to lure or defend himself should the situation arise. He didn't even know how to change his tail to legs.
The humans returned to break Dew out of his own mind, watching as they moved to Rain first; holding up a catch from earlier this morning. They undid his gag, holding the fish by its tail and dangling it in front of the siren. It took a moment before Rain's eyes quickly came to life, jaw opening and snatching the carp away. His fangs dug into the scales and dried skin, pulling meat like it was nothing. The two humans laughed as it was some kind of show to them, having taken a step out of reach so Rain didn't get the chance to snatch at them next. The water siren slammed the spine at their feet, sobbing quietly as he slunk back into his barrel, still looking at the taller human with such sad eyes.
"You want another?" It asked, watching Rain nod with shaking hands.
The taller held up another before dropping it into the barrel, once again watching as Rain became animalistic, blood now flowing in his once clear water. While occupied, the smaller human turned to Dew.
It tilted it's head. "You gonna behave like your lady, or do you need to starve a little more?"
Dewdrop wouldn't lie. The scent made his stomach curl on itself, only running on what he had so long ago. He simply huffed, finally closing his eyes in defeat. A silent thing of compliance. He felt his gag be removed, exhaling and being sat up. The smaller human grabbed a smaller fish while being sturdy with its placement as he pushed it towards the siren's mouth—hands still tied behind his back unlike Rain.
"Well? Go ahead. Watch those pretty teeth, lady." He chuckled, his spare hand never leaving the pistol on his hip.
Slowly, Dew unhinged his jaw just for the fuck of it, leaning forwards and snapping right near the humans fingers. His tongue shuffled through the meat, pushing the skeletal remains to the side and spitting it at the human's feet. It only caused a laugh, a sly smirk on the top side's face as he readjusted his grip to throw the rest directly into Dewdrop's mouth. The process repeated, and now they just stared at one another, hatred once again boiling to the surface as Dew let out a low hiss.
"I don't suggest doing that, love. Won't end up well for you." He hummed back, patting Dewdrop's cheek.
"Do you take me for a fool?"
The taller one whipped around, the smaller's eyes widening as the siren talked.
"Huh... Ain't that something." The taller mumbled, looking between the dark haired siren that was now sunken completely at the barrel. "What about this one? Does it talk?"
Dewdrop glanced over, huffing. "No. He doesn't. He means no harm to anything."
"He?" The smaller took mental note. "Yourself?"
"Of the same."
"Noted."
The two humans now sat next to the siren, their curiosity piqued. "What's your name?" The smaller asked.
The one of water simply stared, lip curling back. "Dewdrop. That's Rain. And you two are simple idiots who don't understand just what you've done."
Leaning up with an elbow on its knee, hand holding his chin. "And how's that, Dewdrop?"
"Your ship enters Siren territory no matter which way you go ahead. From what I understand, that's the way you need to go... Our kind will smell us. Alive. You'll have no choice but to release us or face your death."
He could see the two exchange glances, trying to determine if what Dew was saying was true or not. Their facial expression held a simple word of "talk about this later."
Turning their attention back to the siren, the smaller hummed. "We'll just have to see then, won't we?"
Dew could only laugh back at them. Idiots. "Guess we will, human."
"Aether," He corrected. "My name is Aether. This is Mountain."
"Shame." Dewdrop laughed again. "Such pretty names for dead men."
In an instant, Mountain had lifted Dew's gag, grimacing and standing. Aether followed suit, watching as Dew continued laughing beneath the rag and staring directly at them. With a scoff, Aether shook his head, crouching a bit just so he and Dew's noses were almost touching.
"A bit of advice... I wouldn't threaten the people keeping you and your fish stick over there alive. I also wouldn't recommend pissing off the man with a flask."
The comment caught the siren off guard, watching as Aether stood fully up and pulled out a silver container from his leather jacket. He brought the top to his lips, swishing the unknown liquid in his cheeks before bending down and spitting it on Dew's thigh that still held a giant gash. In an instant, the Siren folded over, thrashing and giving muffled screams. His leg burned like it was caught on fire, skin bubbling as blood now joined the ooze down his pale skin. Aether just watched with a somewhat laugh, taking another drink before handing the silver flask to Mountain.
A boot poked at Dew's ribs as he stayed bent over. "I'll see you later, fishy!"
An angry heave left the siren, thanking his hair for covering his face as tears of pain began to fall into the wooden deck below. Slowly, he lifted his head to peek through the curtains of his own strands. So fucking be it. Let the fools stay head on. Dew couldn't wait to rip their fucking throats out as his sisters and brothers would rock the ship into death. He and Rain would escape, and feast on these mere sources of food—Dew filled with determination he'd get Aether all to his own.
He will kill Aether.
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scionshtola · 2 months ago
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i do think a good shtola arc for the future would be like, her sort of calculated recklessness with her own life negatively affecting someone else and her having to reckon with that
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aether-amalgam-system · 5 months ago
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I love you hive mind systems.
I love you systems with naturally good internal communication.
I love you systems who are light on the inner conflict.
I love you headmates that date other headmates in the same system.
I love you systems who are going for functional multiplicity in their healing journey.
I love you systems who love their systems.
I love you systems who get fakeclaimed for loving their system.
I love you systems who think they don’t fit in with the rest of the system community because they love their system.
ENDOS DNI THIS ISNT FUCKIN FOR YOU BITCH /srs
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ghcstcd · 2 years ago
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I firmly believe Dew and Aether first got butterflies over each other onstage, during the same ritual. And then neither of them said anything for Months.
I can't get this mental image out of my head. Dewdrop, back when he was still a water ghoul, locking eyes with Aether during their performance.
Maybe it was their first Ritual together, could have been several. Neither of them can deny the connection made between them then. They don't need to say it. The damage was already done.
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agentukelele · 5 months ago
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Build A Headspace?
Are there any BAH/BAA blogs that do Sentispaces? Or detailed headspaces in general?
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jesters-court-sys · 2 years ago
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Genuinely how do people not realize that your mental health holds impact on your relationships and even if you're not actively being toxic refusing to work on your mental health can and will still lead to a toxic relationship
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iamthecomet · 1 year ago
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Aether would no dare to take off his shirt in public because he needs to be the responsible and reasonable one.
"Bob" has no shame and does whatever he feels like. Glorious tits out all the time.
- @ghouletteanon
Doesn't wear a shirt all summer if he can help it. Who knew the sun would feel so good on his tits. Gets so much attention for it too. People staring and fawning over him constantly.
He finally understands why Dew and Sunny are shirtless so often.
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freedom-of-tranquility · 9 months ago
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What is freedom?
To say the least, freedom is meaningless. To be free is to state that there is risk of capture.
And what is freedom in the face of forever?
When one is forever, there is no prison that could truly capture you. Everything erodes with time, even the prison of one's mind.
No one is forever.
We are all trapped in our finite times, a short existence, unable to hear the starsong.
We return to stardust, and we reform. And we are born anew, and the universe will reform.
Nothing is forever.
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dragonatthedinnertable · 2 years ago
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New dice, just in time for D&D!
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reginrokkr · 1 year ago
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𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐈𝐈𝐈. Aether and pneuma: animating causes of the universe, heavens, planets and living beings.
During my research to alter Dain's background prior to his descent to Khaenri'ah, there has been something stuck in my mind specially post-Fontaine release. Back when Enkanomiya was released, there was mention of two new elements as code names more than to referring to the elements themselves: ether and void. They're easily skippable and maybe even inconsequential to some as they're only mentioned once to discuss research performed on vishaps, even more so when in Genshin elements always draw their name from Greek. However, while void stands true to this as it lacks a Greek term (which could be arguably ουσία, or an alternate form if proven that there is a difference between terms associated with the Abyss, κενό [void, emptiness]), it's not the same for ether.
If we're to separate two elements that don't take part in the seven we're used to, we'll get whatever represents the heaven and the abyss (maybe hell even, although I digress a bit on this for reasons). Furthermore, if we're to tie different elements in colors and connect them to the heavenly and abyssal themes, we have:
Heaven → Blue and gold (and white). Abyss → Purple and red (and black).
For this headcanon in particular as a means to establish in more detail what Dain is using, I will focus on the heavenly aspect. However, I will say that it'll be interesting to see somewhere down the line if there is some differentiation in the abyssal part and the why we see it mostly represented as purple, while Marana is described to be as one and the same but it's red.
In multiple instances of the story, we encounter energies that are associated with heaven when they are blue or gold in color and personally, I've been treating them as the same for quite a long time until I began to think about Irminsul and then with Fontaine's release. In Khvarena of Good and Evil, we learn about René who has been investigating new energy resources for Fontaine in a short term and for something beyond the crisis of Fontaine in a longer term. Khvarena, the blue/green energy is described to hold similar characteristics with Void but at the same time they're different. Khvarena is the element that later on is going to be known as πνεῦμα‎‎ in Fontaine, part of the pneumousia energy phenomenon by controlled annihilation of one another (due to their opposing characteristics in what makes them different) and ἀρχή [arché] in terms of fighting. Nevertheless, we still have [a]ether (from now on I'll address to this as aether, as I think that it was written ether to make a differentiation from Aether) that doesn't seem to fall anywhere in this yet even if it should be technically the same or at least similar enough to be kept in the equation, so I've been searching up what they exactly are as they tend to be used interchangeably and both can refer to soul or breath of life:
Aether → Material element of the cosmos and upper stratum of the air that envelops the mountain peaks, clouds, stars, sun and moon, depicted in a bright blue color (the middle stratum envelops the mortal world while the lowest one, the realm of the dead). Also considered as the fifth element, the actual first essential element where all other elements in the universe spring from. It's responsible for causing the "vital heat" and the name in itself may stem from ἀρχή [beginning, origin, source of action, first principle].
Pneuma → Breath, flare, life, soul, spirit, angel, demon, divine breath. Considered to be necessary for the function of vital organs and our ability to move, essential for maintaining the vital heat in the body, and the element that sustains our consciousness.
While they may seem similar in many aspects and are considered even synonymous, we can infer that Aether is where everything originates from and responsible for causing the vital heat, whereas Pneuma sustains this vital heat in every living being and essentially forms every living being's soul, consciousness or psyche— furthermore, it's said that the highest form of pneuma is considered to be the divine spirit.
To conclude this, considering that HYV draws inspiration from real life concepts and the similarities presented in Genshin, I'm drawn to think that what's in Irminsul is aether— which fits the concept of being where all other elements stem from and, these elements, are what sustain and nurture Teyvat in a planetary way. For my interpretation of Dain, what he uses is Aether and not Pneuma.
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meowww-ffxiv · 2 years ago
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Forgot Hraesvelgr let us borrow his eye to fight Nidhogg.
As Theodore was also there I think he ended up absorbing most of the dragon aether. Meowdred stuck with his trusty ol' Explosions.
So Theodore's dragoon powers take after Hraesvelgr's a lot. A bright cerulean aether, and many ice powered abilities.
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aether-amalgam-system · 5 months ago
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Why do we have so many nonhuman parts? Kinda because queer/trans, kinda because autism, kinda because emotional trauma, kinda because fixated on fantasy as a child as a escapism/coping mechanism, kinda because bullied as a kid, kinda because-
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nemesis-is-my-middle-name · 7 months ago
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anyway. wol concept i am trying to decide whether to make two different chars or one. also whether or not to put them in my light party
#the nemesis speaks#swift plays ff14#incomprehensible ass post#anyway i just finished the myths of the realm and. my wol's patron was azeyma bc i didn't know fuck or shit about the 12 when i made her#but the idea of a wol with oshcon as a patron... in that questline... ough.... waugh...#but then ive also had Thoughts abt the relationship of eorzea w/ the wol vs. how primals are depicted for A While#and obvi the twelve only add to that. with their ''driven but altered by belief''#primals are formed of faith and aether—beings of incredible nigh-godlike power—but YOU#there's so much faith and hope and duty- entire civilizations- on your shoulders. almost suffocating. your strength is legendary#yet to your enemies you are monstrous. you're not even eorzea's champion so much as its WEAPON.#go where they point. kill when they say. in later arcs the scions try to right this but you still fight the endsinger alone don't you#(well. mostly alone. god i have a whole second essay in my head about that battle)#you get it anyway. the wol is very nearly eorzea's primal.#so anyway. wol who dies at some point in the game but bc of their reputation almost immediately reforms as a primal#and now has to deal with that. with being the thing they've sworn to kill AND with being an object of public faith rather than a person#slowly becoming less and less like the person they used to be and more and more a mirror of what others think#''how do they perpetuate themself tho'' eating other primals. obvi#and then they don't even really need to temper anyone bc they already have the faith of so many without having to manipulate them for it#ANYWAY. these tags are stupid long. im stopping
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hazoret · 1 year ago
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jesters-court-sys · 2 years ago
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Do any other systems just have this kind of loop with their protectors. One protector will become the "main" and start fronting very frequently (for us also becoming cohost) for a few months but then they just hit a breaking point. The exhaustion and everything is too much so they stop and eventually don't even front anymore
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iamthecomet · 1 year ago
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More "Bob" headcanons.
Bob eats a tub of rum raisin ice cream because Bob doesn't care and no longer has to share with others. It's his favorite, and he doesn't have to buy the stuff others like any longer.
Bob goes to Zumba classes and shakes his ass because Bob doesn't care and he looks HOT in the ghorts.
Bob reads Chuck Tingle books in public because Bob doesn't care.
Bob flirts with whoever he wants at the beach and gets it on in the changing room stalls because Bob doesn't care.
- @ghouletteanon
BOB DOES WHATEVER HE WANTS BECAUSE BOB DOESN'T CARE WHAT ANYONE THINKS ABOUT HIM. Aether DESERVES THIS. God, sorry, getting distracted by the image of Aether flirting with strangers at the beach and then pressing them up against the stall wall and just going to fucking town on them. HNNGGG.
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