#Sebha'to

[thedarkestdragonknight]

𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝐻𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒩𝑜 𝐼𝒹𝑒𝒶   𝐻𝑜𝓌 𝑀𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝐼 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒴𝑜𝓊       𝐻𝑜𝓌 𝑀𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝑀𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝑀𝑒 𝒮𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒, 𝐻𝑜𝓌 𝑀𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝐼 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒯𝒶𝓁𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝒴𝑜𝓊,    𝒪𝓇 𝐻𝑜𝓌 𝑀𝓊𝒸𝒽...        𝐼 𝒲𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒲𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝓇𝑒

@skyysinger​ helping me with my stupid ideas and also playing around with things to try and get stuff for possible feels punching screenshots later on. Jac is... too tall... always too all... hur hur hur

Also have to thank them for tolerating me when I am pretty much at my worst right now... thank you for putting up with my stupid ass and with all the shit that I’ve been doing lately.

[thefallenofbajhiri]

It’s Nice to See You Finally...

Continuation from >> HERE <<

@skyysinger - I am sorry to torment your poor precious bean with this bastard >.>

There was a gently tsking to come out of the Au Ra as he shifted ever so carefully around the side of the shorter Miqo’te, his movement very liquid and elegant with it. Obviously given the choice in clothing that he wore he was no doubt one of the various dancers and entertainers found within the city. It showed with how he moved obviously... and once he was at the Keepers side he was leaning carefully against the desk “Working so much in that condition? You should have stayed in bed to rest...” the man let out... almost sounding concerned as he looked the Keeper up and down ever so carefully.

This had to be him... he was sure of it. The features matched those that had been burnt into his mind since the day of his... curse. Rather, since he was forced to maintain this disgusting form and walk with the mortals of this world. As much as he didn’t want to, Toshinaku remembered the day more than a little vividly...

He had been caught off guard and had been resting when that rather intense Holy Spell had struck him and rendered him completely immobile. Of course the follow up with a proper helping of Stone IV made it worse. It caused him to be rendered vulnerable and of course that’s how the seals were placed on his form without too much trouble... he could only assume that the reason this was the form chosen was likely due to the Keepers fear and potential panic with the situation that had been thrusted upon him.

Carefully Toshi brought his hand up and rested his chin on it, letting those opal-moonstone like scales of his glitter in the remaining light of the guild as he continued to observe Sebha’to curiously. Would he be capable of reversing the seals? Or was it potentially not possible if the keeper had placed them on him in a blind panic and didn’t remember? Thoughts that plagued the Voidsents mind now that he had finally found the little Keeper. Of course he grinned ever so slightly at the quick ‘Who are you’ that came out of Sebha’to’s mouth and he tilted his head some “Do you not remember me? Shame... I figured that I would be hard to forget little clan mate...”

[forsaken-melodies]

Of songs, elements, and dragonfire

Reblogging this way cause it got a little long! ^_^ @skyysinger // @thedarkestdragonknight

https://thedarkestdragonknight.tumblr.com/post/185223949845/jacques-d-dont-do-this-please-come-home-w-we   --- Earlier Reblogs

The song reaching it’s trailing end already as the dragon collapsed, he made his best effort to catch the much larger Au’Ra before he hit the sand, and ended up falling -with- him. Tugging the man gently into his lap, he stroked gently through his hair. “Really wore yourself out, didn’t you darling...” His voice was barely audible, before he raised it a touch when he looked up towards ‘to. “We need to get him back to the house. He’s going to need everyone when he wakes.” Another few strokes before he was trying to lift the Au’Ra on his own. A soft murmur sounding out. “Have you the strength to help me?”

[skyysinger]

Trespasser

>Continued from here ( @unatobajhiri )

With arms folded, Sebha’to stares up at the intruder with an unamused expression. He knows, though, that all Una’to likes to do is play games. Tonight would be no different. “I’d much prefer you got straight to the point. I know that you don’t harass anyone else like you do me. Surely it has nothing to do with believing my friends and I are just your playthings, hm?” The sarcasm in his words is fully palpable now.

“You and I both know exactly what you were planning. I traded one betrayal for another. You like trades, don’t you?” Sebha’to looked him up and down. Strangely, his eyes looked normal in the dream - their old pale lavender, before his corruption began. “I suppose you’ll have to get used to my boring dreams if you keep wandering in here. I don’t intend to change them.” Not that he could - though he wouldn’t bring that up to Una’to, of all people.

At the last question he cants his head, though his stern gaze doesn’t change. “Hm? Which friend? I haven’t been told anything. You aren’t exactly subtle with your intrusions. Besides, you know exactly what you will get if you keep going in here.”

[talechaser-ffxiv]

Random Screenshots

Figured I’d share these, it’s been a while since I posted some substantial stuff (though all of these positivity posts are making me smile, and I still have more to get through after work tomorrow).

[voidiots]

[Continued from here]

// @skyysinger

“Of course I’m willing to dig. One has to be when they’re looking for treasure. After all all ruins and crypts are the garbage of those lost. It just sounds much more lofty and adventurous than other places one can dig,” he says it rather plainly but it’s true all the same to him. After all, in his eyes the Lost City is a dump of a place, yet he went there to find something he can treasure. It’s much nicer to find his treasures in less lofty places and people. Much more alive if it’s the latter.

Una’to can’t help but hum in thought, much more believable this time. Probably because the truth is that things have gotten better than they were for Sebha’to, the lie before was in not thinking on the past more often than not. “You don’t have to worry for me too much. I have my brother once again, and some connections that resemble friendships of a sort. Though I hope things get better as well, with my connections or otherwise.” His smile turns wry, after all, should he fall, fail in his search those closest to him could be in trouble.

A small laugh escapes Una’to, mostly due to how often he gets this very question now. “I’m often here or where there is a lot of foot traffic. Often for a few days at a time wandering the area, looking for information, or offering readings. I don’t mind talking at all. It keeps monsters at bay after all. I have to admit I’m curious in how our clans differed growing up.” Getting to know Sebha’to may help Una’to trust him more, especially knowing that Sebha’to likely knows nothing about what happened to Una’to growing up, or how Una was after he left. After all, he’s convinced he was scorned for not being able to care for her after he mental break.

[skyysinger]

@thedarkestdragonknight

That’s who we really are.

[thevoilinauttheory]

Fact swap: Sebha'to is surprisingly very crafty! In the sense that he can embroider and draw, and is learning how to cook. Of course these are the main methods for practicing his sigil magic, but they're a fun small hobby too. ((@skyysinger))

Solaire is also surprisingly crafty! Of course, his crafts are on a much... grander scale. Carpentry, masonry, blacksmithing, engineering (to a degree) - and has spent several moons and years building and renovating houses. He has his eyes set on Sharlayan in the Hinterlands to begin renovating any buildings that were left standing.  Smaller crafts, though? He leaves to his husband. He’s not very dexterous when it comes to tiny things.

(( Thank you for the ask, @skyysinger!! Here’s another fact for you~))

( Bonus fact! Mayve is terrible at crafts. Horrendous. The only thing she’s good at on the “creative” front is cooking and baking, and while she can sing, it has to be in the company of her cousins. She draws like a five-year-old, though. And would probably prefer crayons over pencils anyways - look at all the colors! )

[thelivingforestserpent]

repair. being confined to bed due to injury or illness and hating every second of it.

Well, it had been his own fault when it came to the injuries he had sustained this time... but it had been more than worth it. Unlike the previous time where he wasn't prepared this time he had been... in fact, he had been more than prepared. Of course, at the end of the day he still had only so much stamina and with a deciding blow from his prey the bastard had managed to flee before he could deliver his own finishing blow and claim the remaining Aether that he wanted.

And now he was paying the price for such a thing... trapped in Sebha'to's room and practically being babied by the Keeper and his companion, P'shali. Every moment of them babying him was another moment that the bastard would be using to recover, he'd be fine god damn it. A growl would escape the voidal serpent as he tried to push one of the Keepers hands away "Stop... I'll be fine and you know it Bha'to." he hissed, gritting his teeth... yeah he'd be fine, it was just going to take a bit of time for him to recover and stop bleeding out over poor Sebha'to's bed. At least this time he wasn't completely wrecked as a result of his fight.

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@cadrenebula - I am SO sorry that this took me ages to get to! So much happened and I ended up losing a lot of drive but here we go! A bit of a snippet for the aftermath of a future story that I am PRAYING to get the motivation to fully write (I suck when it comes to fighting/combat scenes). Also giving a little shoutout and nudge to @skyysinger and @talechaser-ffxiv for mentions of Sebha’to and P’shali :3

Rest Prompts

[of-the-silver-flame]

((Prompt!))

The days were quiet with Sebha'to away. Not that peace wasn't sometimes welcome, but eventually the quiet became restless sighs and a need to get out. This was how she'd found herself in the Carline Canopy with a book and a cup of tea, and in the way of a tiny pair of grabby hands which tugged at her sleeve right as she was getting to the good part.

A scowl twisted her face as she jerked her head up to see who dared disturb her, only to find her gaze met by a very, very upset hyuran child, with floppy brown hair and matching watery eyes. About seven...or maybe five...what do children look like again?

"Excuse me...Miss Adventurer! Um, I need your help!" He bounced, tugging her again despite already having her attention. Adventurer. Oh god. She looked about - ah...this was the Adventurer's Guild, wasn't it. And not a single damn adventurer was hanging about this day. Even Mother Miounne seemed conveniently absent, leaving Rho alone with this tiny, insistent person. Some sort of conspiracy, surely.

"Um.." she leaned back a bit, her face scrunched into an uncomfortable frown. "Kid, I'm not uh--" her attempt to escape, feeble as it was, was immediately interrupted by more tugging.

"Please!! Miss Adventurer, it's an emergency!!" Again, the tugging. An emergency, huh? Silver, black-tipped ears flattened back as she gazed about once more. No one. And she couldn't in good conscience leave a child in an emergency alone. So…

She stood, shutting her book and stuffing it in her bag. "Alright. What's goi--"

"Oh!! Thank you!!" The child wasted no time in pulling her towards the door, and then further down the path out the gate. Rho followed, on high alert, the hand sliding to her daggers. Bandits maybe? A fire? Should they have alerted the wailers? She watched for signs of danger as they exited the verdant city-state, but said signs were, as most of the employees of the guild, mysteriously absent. What could possibly be the matter…?

"There!!" The child halted, and Rho was forced to curve around him to avoid a collision. His hand points up, and Rho follows it into the tree before them, until her gaze lands on the source of the emergency.

"....a kite? That's the emergency? A kite in a tree??" As the child nodded, Rho could feel it. Her soul, drifting away. Ascending to a higher plane. Finally free from this mortal coil. At last, bliss.

"Yeah, can you get it? It's my big brother's, he's gonna kill me!!" The pleading voice of the hyuran lad brought her thoughts crashing back to reality and she found herself..actually somewhat sympathizing with the poor kid. Well, from the other side anyway. There hadn't been many times growing up that she'd feared retribution from Sebha'to, though she'd beat him up many a time. Besides, climbing trees wasn't such a tough thing. She did it all the time.

"I...ugh. Alright. Stay back. And hold this." She handed him her bag before stripping off her overshirt and handing it to him as well. The plain tee underneath would be much better for climbing. A quick stretch, and she was making her way up. She was sort of an expert when it came to tree climbing, and it didn't take her long to reach the kite. Mostly unharmed - a small tear in the kite caught her eye, but better damaged than lost. She spent a few minutes carefully untangling it, then wormed her way down to the bottom. As she dropped the last few feet, the child came running, and she chose to ignore how he tossed her stuff to the side to take the kite back.

"Oh!! Thank you!! Thank you Miss Adventurer!! Uhh, I don't have any Gil, but I do have, uh.."

Rho shook her head as she bent to retrieve her overshirt. "Really. It's fine. I'm just gonna head back to--"

"Oh! Here!" Her small, amused smile was instantly replaced with a disgusted frown as the child abruptly pulled a pile of old, sticky candy from his pocket, which he shoved into her hands without warning.

"Eugh-- uh...th-that's not really necessa--"

"Thank you Miss Adventurer!! Bye!!"

"..Bye."

[thedarkestdragonknight]

"O-Oh...”

Continuation from >> HERE <<

@skyysinger

Honestly it was hard to really offend the Au Ra, at least when it came to most things. There were obvious things that could offend him but well, these weren’t those things. It showed well how far Jacques had come and just how... mellow and toned down he’s gotten ever since finding his freedom and those he considered family. His attention turned as he heard Sebha’to letting out that quiet purr and resting against him... a gentle smile crossing his features as he just continued doing what he was doing.

If it helped to comfort the Keeper then he’d keep doing it. But he heard how the Miqo’te spoke and he couldn’t help but given him a worried frown. Wounds that run so deep were always the hardest to speak about. And while he could certainly speak about the way he’d gotten his scars he understood just how hard it could be to talk about it. Especially when a wound still feels so fresh even if it’d been years ago.

“You know that I am never going to push you to tell me anything... you also know that I am patient and willing to wait until you are ready to talk.” the man let out softly, his voice only slightly stern but that was because he was worried “And you also know that you will have all the comfort in the world when that time comes. I’m patient enough to wait until you want to talk about it... and I’m patient enough still if it never comes to light the trauma you endured. You do not have to tell me anything Sebha’to...”

He wanted to make it clear to the Keeper that he didn’t need to tell him anything... that he didn’t need to share with him anything about his past or anything about himself either. The main thing was that Sebha’to was happy and comfortable and if that meant never finding out then he was fine with that. Jacques let out a low sigh as he looked to a side... “You’re... afraid of what might happen if I did find out aren’t you?”

The question almost came out of nowhere but he could pick apart the Keepers brain easily enough and he knew how Sebha’to was for the most part. Too kind for his own good at times... and he knew how bad that could be for those who showed too much kindness. Plus... Sebha’to had so many issues that he worried about what he might be doing to the Keeper. Jacques was... well far different and he worried about the way he affected others he knew because of what he was. How he was...

No doubt the Keeper would be able to pick up on the fact that the Au Ra’s mind was wandering because the grim expression that came across his face. The question alone should have been a clear sign that he was... well hating himself in a way, but the expression just added to it. He was a monster... he didn’t deserve these friends in his life. Slowly his attention shifted back as he felt those fingers tracing over the scar on his chest and he listened to what Sebha’to had to say.

“I know... and if you ever want to ask anything about me then you are more than welcome to. I’m willing to answer...” that was his remark as he just closed his eyes and rested his chin on the top of the Miqo’te’s head. He felt exhausted... likely because his mind was doing it’s thing again with the hate and self loathing... the thoughts of being the monster that he always had been “Though I worry that you would run from the monster that I truly am if I ever told you the full story...”

[thefallenofbajhiri]

I’m So Tired

Continuation from >> HERE <<

@skyysinger​

If Sebha’to actually got the moment where he was fully composed he would be able to see that there were some... changes done with the Voidsent and more specifically those Sigils on his form. For one, they were far stronger... and the other thing which was actually a bit more worrying was that they were seemingly sapping away any Aether that the Voidsent might have been trying to store so that he had it for when he attempted to go against them. There was a sort of... light to them that wasn’t there before.

As the Keeper blubbered on more about the events that lead to him being this way the Au Ra just snorted out “You didn’t fail me... there was no saving me...” Toshi let out with a low sigh “I was born as a... host... to what I truly was from the beginning. I was born a creature of the void from the beginning... I just couldn’t take that form at birth because I would have been too weak to maintain it.” the man frowned slightly as he shook his head slowly “This is who I am... it’s who I was from the very beginning. You didn’t fail me... you couldn’t save me and you know well what returning me to how I was would have gone...” 

Another low but deeply let out sigh came from him... twelve did he look so drained... “You cannot fix me... you will not have Sozoh’a back and you know it. Best to accept that...” he mumbled out, keeping his gaze to the floor “I just want to go back home... I want to go back to the forest, I want to be alone again...” slowly those lips of his were curling more into a deep frown “I just want to be free... to just... be normal again...” Sebha’to could likely hear how Toshi’s voice cracked as he spoke “But that is too much to ask for... and I will never know that freedom ever again... there is no point in me trying to fight it at this point. Best to just give up any hope of seeing myself as I once was and let myself rot away slowly...” with that burgundy hair somewhat shielding his face it would be hard to see the couple droplets that had run down the man’s cheeks but once they fell and went on their way down to the floor... then they would be easily seen with the flickering flames of the Guild.

Shoving himself upright the Voidsent simply turned his back towards Sebha’to once again “If it causes you so much pain then you can simply destroy it...” he muttered out before he moved to try and take his leave once again.

[skyysinger]

Trespasser

>Continued from here ( @unatobajhiri​ )

Sebha’to’s gaze stayed down and away from Una’to as he passed by, his ears still folded back against his head. For someone who claimed to be a monster, he’d been nice enough... until the end. Until Sebha’to’s own emotions overwhelmed him and spilled out. He did, at least, remember that much. He didn’t say a word in response, knowing that any objections wouldn’t be accepted. He felt more and more like he was only making poor excuses, and that no one wanted to hear him. The frustration of it all still ate at him, and he was doing a terrible job of keeping that in, as well.

He numbly followed Una’to to the threshold, but stopped at the edge. It was even worse seeing the sea of blood up close. He looked back to Una���to as he explained his own reasons for wanting to know, before glancing away once more. He was sure that the Forest and Toshinaku hadn’t meant to suppress his memory like that. He honestly wondered if they’d done it, or if it was simply the stress of the trip that had. There wasn’t really any way to tell. He still remains quiet, catching himself staring down at the edge, where stone met blood.

He’d done worse things, hadn’t he? Stupider things. But that was all in the name of helping someone else. No one was in trouble here, as far as he could tell. He could go on about his life without knowing what truly happened, if he wanted. Una’to wasn’t going to force him. He could say no. Despite the explanation, he found himself faltering still, anxious over what he’d see and learn.

“I-I...... I’ll try Light aether,” he finally mumbles out. “I c-covered the stain with a rug, so... it’s n-not visible. So there’s that...” His eyes still haven’t lifted from the surface. In many ways, this was the ‘old’ Sebha’to that Una’to would remember, before any of his run-ins with Toshinaku and the Forest.

Finally... “... D... Does it... Does it hurt?...” He might be stalling, but... In truth, he was still a bit too anxious to step in on his own.

[talechaser-ffxiv]

Been a while since I posted anything.  New job has had me busy and exhausted (but it’s in a good way, if you can believe that), and life has gotten hectic but better.  Definitely need to give my blog an overhaul due to the shift in characters, but I also need to just start writing and rping more.  Maybe once I’ve finally gotten used to having a life again (and people get used to seeing me for more than 2-4 hours at a time), I’ll be more active once more.

For now, have some images of Shali being sweet with his boys.  ( @thedarkestdragonknight​ owes me some time to get an updated shot of Shali and Jac dangit)

Tagging: @thedarkestdragonknight​ for Jacques

@theaetherhealerffxiv​ for Swath

and @skyysinger​ for Sebha’to

(who also owes me more photo ops of these two)

So thanks for sticking around guys.  Hopefully I’ll have more to actually post soon.

[voidiots]

“I want to know why you’re hurt.

[Continued from here]

@skyysinger

Una’to couldn’t help but let out a small laugh at the teasing from his ‘cousin’. It had been a fairly fun evening teaching him how to climb buildings incase of him needing emergency exits that would tend to surprise people. Sebha’to was clan born as well and seemed just as adept as most who lived in them. Though Una’to was hoping he could get him to the same level he had gotten to in the circus with time.

“Well perhaps I will have to teach you more tricks so you can try and fish such things from me, hm? Though I’m sure you have a different sort of aptitude for finding those things out. You’re just too polite,” he teases back with a small snicker, sure he would be whined at before sighing out to calm himself.

“What ever is really robbing you of sleep lately I suppose. You’re around a lot more when you need a place to rest after working without sleep. Either way, the hurt that is making your heart bleed the most right now. You look pensive and worried. More lost in thought than you are here. If it relates to family perhaps I can help. We’re both gone from our clan and respective branches for our own reasons. So we’re family still, just in a different regard than we would traditionally. A family made of the twigs from different branches that make the tree of our clan,” he muses aloud. Waxing poetic to his ‘cousin’.

[theaetherhealerffxiv]

🖐 tracing fingers against your muse’ skin or over a scar/other (Sebha'to, THIS IS CUTE OK)

So I just.. decided to sketch something… and then color? Its terrible ENJOY.