#aevus speaks

[lycorii]

i've been having aevus thoughts again (shocker).

been considering a lot of "how does the society shape the person" but also "how do the unlucky and unfortunate situations shape the person". a wordy way to say, at aevus' core, what does he think of himself? and how does that reflect in how he behaves?

idk i think i'm talking in circles.

i've had this short prompt spinning in my head for weeks and weeks while buried in work. i thrive in figuring out characters through intimacy and interaction with other characters. (and i guess a lot of unfairness towards my own oc where i want to put them through the worst kinds of emotional damage imaginable uhhh)

there's something curious about absorbing the world around you and taking the struggles and coping with a soft smile and quiet acceptance, at the expense of your own battery. i think the worst part of aevus is that because of being forced to consistently rely on himself, bottled in loneliness, is that he doesn't fight hard enough to keep the connections that other people take from him. because the world has taught him that he's at the mercy of whatever it decides to inflict on him.

i don't know what lucanis' romance storyline entails but the thought of aevus seeing some reflection of his whole situation in luc, catching feelings, experiencing something nice for a change, and then, i dunno, being told that this is something that shouldn't be happening, or something bad happens to either of them, and he simply just ...

smiles, speaks an "oh, i see", builds up that wall again and says "ok"

:)

i'm eating rocks.

[the-outer-bureau-daily]

Report #35

Written by: Agents Aevus, Suki, Cashmere, Folli, and Barbaro

Mission Classified as: Worming Our Way Through Tartar Sauce

Upon opening a letter, the agents were flung through the fabric of reality, hurtling across the Outer Planes until they arrived before a grand portal. On the other side lay a stunning fey garden, awash with vibrant, otherworldly hues. At its center stood a dais, where a silken voice greeted them, summoning them forward.

There, they met Parrafaire, Naga Prince of Secrets, resplendent and serpentine, with eyes like shifting galaxies. He introduced himself as a god of secrets, irked that Vecna received all the acclaim for hoarding hidden knowledge. To spite the Lich Lord, Parrafaire had stolen one of Vecna’s prized artifacts and now offered it to the agents—on one condition. They must perform a task on his behalf: visit his troublesome neighbors and request they cease their infernal racket. The neighbors in question? None other than the residents of the ominous Mausoleum of Pain.

Parrafaire gave strict instructions on how to unlock the mausoleum's portal: knock precisely 42 times, ask for a cup of sugar, and enter. But first, the agents were left to explore his domain, known as the Trickster’s Delight.

Adventures in the Trickster's Delight

Within the Delight, whimsy mingled with menace. The agents encountered a teenage naga painting a tortoise’s face in absurd patterns. Before long, Cashmere, Suki, and Folli succumbed to curiosity, allowing their own faces to be painted. However, the encounter left them feeling oddly... diminished, as though their very intelligence had been siphoned away.

Further along, they met Eliza, a naga who challenged them to a cupcake-eating contest. The prize: a gleaming potion of mysterious origin. Aevus emerged victorious, devouring more cupcakes than anyone else, but not without consequence—he developed an incessant tic, perpetually adjusting his hat as if the sugary excess had rewired his nerves.

The Snakerson Sisters, a trio of cunning naga, offered tantalizing information—if the agents could retrieve a black candle hidden deep within the Mausoleum of Pain. Meanwhile, Cashmere, ever the inquisitive druid, tasted the soil beneath her feet, confirming that despite the garden's enchanting beauty, they stood in a pocket of Tartarus. Speaking with bees in the garden, she gleaned a foreboding warning: heading to the mausoleum would be folly.

Later, the agents stumbled upon three mischievous gnomes who challenged them to a game of high card. When Aevus triumphed, a bizarre transference occurred—Suki, Barbaro, and Folli’s eye colors drained, leaving their gazes hollow, while Cashmere’s eyes absorbed the lost hues, blazing with unnatural vibrancy.

The Mausoleum of Pain

At last, the agents approached the portal and followed Parrafaire’s instructions. The door transported them to a grim graveyard, where tortured screams echoed relentlessly. Before the mausoleum’s entrance, a dragon-shaped door knocker was conspicuously missing. Searching the graves, the agents disturbed slumbering undead Salka, who rose to attack. In a fierce battle, Barbaro emerged victorious, slaying the creatures and retrieving the knocker.

Once affixed, the mausoleum’s doors groaned open, swallowing the agents into its depths. Darkness enveloped them as a horrifying creature clawed its way toward them, impervious to their attacks. Only when Cashmere summoned her dragon did the Scream Thief drain its voice, taking corporeal form. A brutal battle ensued, with the agents sacrificing summoned allies—an air elemental, a Balor, and yet another dragon—until the Scream Thief was sated and could be destroyed. During the chaos, Cashmere transformed into a worm, riding Suki’s back as they maneuvered through the carnage.

Beyond the final doorway, Barbaro and the Balor discovered an intricately carved stone door with a keyhole. In her worm form, Cashmere wiggled through, dropping into a ritual chamber. There, a Banshee Queen and her spectral minions were in the midst of a dark summoning.

The Banshee Queen

The confrontation was swift and devastating. The banshees' wails dropped several agents—Cashmere, Barbaro, and Aevus fell unconscious—leaving Suki to stand alone against the Queen’s enchantments. The Queen’s beguiling aura turned agents against one another, but Suki’s resilience revived Aevus, who in turn unleashed an arcane disruption that shattered the Queen’s hold on reality, sealing her fate.

With her death, the screaming ceased, and silence fell over the mausoleum. Yet, their trials were not over. Above them loomed a swirling vortex, etched with glyphs of summoning. Aevus deciphered the markings, identifying it as the Well of Souls, a portal from which dragons, slain on the Material Plane, were reborn as dracoliches.

Fearing a connection to Vecna, the agents employed Cashmere’s druidic “dirtsense” to locate an arcane eye spying on them. Dispelling the magic, they returned to the Trickster’s Delight, only to find a note awaiting them:

"Thanks for stopping the screams. The real treasure was inside you all along. –P"

Exhausted and exasperated, the agents activated their temportal, returning home to drown their frustrations in ale and reflection.

At least they hopefully stopped the connection with Vecna and the Dracoliches even if the artifact was not to be claimed

[aevus-blogging]

Oh look, It’s a Benrey at Sci Fi Valley Con

[growingupgrayson]

{Ah yes, time to dive into all this bat shit insanity. It’s gonna be fun

[gav-slitty]

Me: ah yes, rtstuck, I should work on my-

My brain: nah. You’re gonna make a whole new rtstuck that’s still over complicated where half of them are trolls, but you’re still giving everyone horn headcanon’s.

Me: but-

My Brain: No.

Geoff: Cerulean

Jack: Rust

Ryan: Indigo

Gavin: Lime

Michael: Purple

Jeremy: Violet

[axial-myatt]

How'd you get into ah?

How did I get into ah? My brother Tyler’s one friend Chad was showing him some videos, like the asdf movies. I watched behind them since we already had the one computer and I wanted to go play some roblox after they were done. Chad then showed Tyler the Surgeon Simulator Rage Quit. And like, I wanted to know more about the shouty man and the screaming brit. So I dove right in, finding the MC rage quits next Mainly cause I was spefically looking for vids with the two of them. Then over the cource of the next week or so I binged the MC let’s play, coming to the end of part two of the potions let’s play. And like, the whole ‘I’m Scared’ ‘Don’t Be’ when Gavin was lost in the nether? That’s what started my ass down the Mavin hole. But honestly I was on and off watching them for about a year after that, only truly watching AH around the summer of 2014. So in the end, if Tyler hadn’t invited Chad over that day I may have never found AH, or gotten as into as I did.

[aevus-reblogs]

In this house we love and accept Fiona Nova

[aevus-blogging]

I used to write fics on my nintendo dsi. Like it connected to the internet from that shitty internet app and could only type so much and there was this old warrior cats forum I had a little storage thread on and I would slowly peck out fics in the dead of night after all my other electronics were taken away. In the morning after I was allowed my ipad I’d collect all the parts i wrote and slap them together in a notes doc and post. I wrote several fics that way.

People who write fic on mobile genuinely frighten me

[aevus-blogging]

Just out of curiosity, where would you put each of the AH Crew on this? Feel free to edit this if it makes it easier

Edit I did. Again, i apologize for not posting this way way way earlier, but the JRH situation hit and I sorta blocked out ah for a solid chunk. Knowing me I forgot someone, and if I did yell at me and I’ll add them in. But for Ease of eye straining.

Geof: Tired Dad, Dumbass, Sweetheart

Jack: Tired Dad, Sweetheart

Jeremy: Dumbass, Feral

Michael: Tired Dad, Dumbass, Feral

Gavin: Dumbass, Feral

Trevor: Dumbass (if just sweetheart connect i’d have put him there too)

Alfredo: Dumbass, Feral

Fiona: Feral, Sweetheart

Matt: Sweetheart

Lindsay: Dumbass, Feral, Sweetheart

[gav-slitty]

Gavin (Galarian): Smee the Sylveon (Shiny, male), Morf the Morgrem (Male), Mishka the Mimikyu (Female), Schwa the Altaria (Female, Mega Evolves)

Michael (Unovan): Char the Charizard (Male, Both Megastones), Inferno the Flareon (Male), Pyre the Pyroar (Male), Blaze the Larvesta (Male)

Jeremy (Sinnoite): Electro the Voltorb (Male), Sparky the Jolteon (Male), Volt the Manectric (Male), Lux the Luxio (Female)

Ray (Alolan): Hemp the Sceptile (Male), Spliff the Leafeon (Female), Bud the Roserade (Female), Shroom the Shiinotic (Female)

Ryan (Unovan): Tenebrae the Houndoom (Male, Mega Evolves), Umbrae the Absol (Male, Mega Evolves), Noctis the Umbreon (Female), Dolus the Zorua (Male)

Geoff (Unovan): Millie the Meowstic (Female), Evan the Espeon (Male), Grant the Gallade (Male, Mega Evolves), Max the Malamar (Male)

Jack (Unovan): Sean the Swampert (Male, Mega Evolves), Marik the Marowak (Male), Ethan the Excadril (Male), Leo the Eevee (Male)

[axial-myatt]

I want to rp with you but idk if you want ocs im a mess reeeeee

Yooooo, I’m a mess too fam so it’s all cool! I will interact and rp with anyone as long as you arent a fuck ass! I am also very nervous about interacting with nearly everyone here because I’m an anxious mess who over thinks everything. So like, if you ever see a post of mine and want to rp, go for it! 99% of the time I will be down to rp!

[aevus-blogging]

yo take this quiz and find out how your rainbow looks like

[aevus-blogging]

Hi, I'm not sure if you're going to still do my fic request (the karaoke one) after what happened with RH (and I don't blame you, what he did was disgusting)

Unless you're going to do the "Seperate the character from the person" thing @how-do-u-art suggested, I'm fine with the fic never existing (I don't even know if you're still in the RT/AH fandom tbh)

😼

Hey there. This, oof, this took me a while to answer, one part not checking my inbox, and one part me debating on what I was even gonna do with all my ah writings. And well, I ended up deciding to drop all my wips that had JRH in it and just take a bit of time. I’m still going to write for ah, mostly fahc and aus, in fact I’m revamping my Fahc animorphs au and once i have the first fic in that series mostly plotted I’ll begin writing and posting that. The only other Fic of mine I’ll be revamping is Fallen Androids, as that au initially started out with ocs with a friend that fell through and I decided to flesh it out with ah. But that one is taking a back seat till I can restructure the plot to still have the basics of what I wanted and make it not feel like I’m just slipping someone into JRH’s role.

As for your requests, and any others in my inbox about JRH, Some, like the penthouse fuckery I’ll keep, and use them to help me ease back into writing fahc, while the karaoke one I might not do. I’m dropping JRH forever. I simply can not separate that vile beast of a man from his creations. I will never use another iteration of that man in my fics unless it is for him to be the villain who gets violently killed for catharsis, and even then it’s not likely.

And as a final note, thank you. Thank you for all the prompts you’ve sent me and the support 😺.

💜

[gav-slitty]

Me: *plays pokemon sword*

Me to Me: Do not make any fucking AUs

Me: *Proceeds to make two new pokemon aus and drags up an old pokemon au*

Me:.....god damnit

[silverdeer]

Who Will Dance With You at the Starlight Ball?

A Sun Diety

Not that you know at first, not really. They wear a golden mask and a sunburst crown. They stand tall and proud in their fine clothing. Yet despite their regal aura, guests keep their distance. They whisper about the enemy kingdom which worships the sun, instead of the stars. They wonder how someone dares dress like that at the starlight ball. You approach the stranger and they take your hand, leading you into a dance. Soon, the crowds open and stare in awe at your dance. Your dance has presence and elegance, and soon the room is filled with golden light like the first day of spring. You spend the night dancing and talking. They tell you about their home, about palaces of gold and fire, fields of citrine flowers, days of eternal summer. Once the sun rises and all the stars have faded, you will step into the gardens and their dark hair will glow with golden light. They will offer their hand, and welcome you into their kingdom. They will say that you deserve to be adorned with gold under the light of the sun rather than the stars. Will you accept their invitation?

[aevus-blogging]

You do know every dream critical stuff I've seen you reblog is lies, right? I'm not a stan or anything, I just like to be informed.

Look, I do not like the man. I gave him the benefit of the doubt before, but he has time and time again shown that he is a scummy person. You are obviously not informed as you claim to be if you say everything I reblog is lies. This will be the only ask I answer pertaining to dream. If you do not like my views on dream, unfollow me. It’s that simple.