#aheno

[chrysalidoll]

these little gals blew up on twitter , so i gave them some friends

[para-sicht]

hi idk if this trend has reached tumblr but it tickles my childhood bones really good

[sophiaalvarado-5-a]

[animutate]

gender envy moodboard ⬇⬇⬇

[cruel-heathcliff]

It's Isha, 15 for the asks. I literally know you have pets I've seen photos of them I just want to hear about them again. Also, 23 and 32.

do you have pets - yes weve a cat names tuff and two tarantulas . a male curly hair named hershey and a golden redrump named aheno heres a photo of aheno climbing iver the barrier i use to split their enclosure because she is a menace

do you have piercing and if so how many - one in our left ear . vash got it year ago for the bodys birthday

what is your favorite colour - i like a dark violet . you can see my bias for it in my paintings

[what-ever-is-left]

we've also collected a lot more photos of aheno post-molt as she has been much more active! she's such a beautiful t if you ignore her temperament

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[sophiaalvarado-5-a]

Watch out... a scary thing will come get you

[animutate]

pictures of a wip + the ugly back part because i feel kind of sillyyy and i want attention LOL. aheno purse be upon ye

[cruel-heathcliff]

Top five reasons to keep going

my cat who keeps running over to the desk to check on me

the moment the lake lets my friends out

new paint on a fresh piece of paper

watching aheno make a nice perch for herself

music

[novatian]

Winter Persimmon

A fine mist of sleet was falling outside. The kind of miserable damp that clung to the skin and went home with you somewhere inside your bones. Garlemald was cold and bleak no matter the season. Something about the weather combined with the dark and foreboding architecture always made it look like the middle of the night on some level. There were lights on in the lower levels of the house at the end of the street. Inside the house, it was warm, and an elaborate dinner was laid out in the dining room. Meats and vegetables spiced with blends from all over Imperial territories current and former. Two men sat at right angles to the other at one corner of the table with a bottle of wine between them. The orchestrion in the corner played something soft with a prominent string section.

"I'm surprised you didn't have your pet join us." Ahenos quo Thracius remarked with a mouth half-full of food. Lucius goe Novatian's knife hand stilled before it could cut through the meat and scrape against the plate. He lifted his gaze to the other man, fixing an icy blue stare across the corner of the table. The moment stretched out while the orchestrion continued to play. "First." He began. "She's a citizen, not a pet. Second. She's occupied elsewhere tonight." He didn't elaborate, nor did he expect Ahenos to be so brazen as to press for an elaboration. Still, the man could decide to surprise him. Ergo.... "Tell me." He continued, gesturing delicately with the fork in his hand. "How your position at Castrum Gelidus is treating you. I understand you're having more difficulty than your predecessor." Castrum Gelidus was a surveillance watchpost, at least officially. In a less official capacity, it housed prisoners in the dark and freezing lower levels. It was notorious for riots and an unmanageable inmate base. Or, at least, it had become publicly known since Ahenos had taken over three years prior. "Ugh." Ahenos muttered. "Miserable as always. We finally got the lower ward locked down, but..." He sighed, then. "I've got this problem prisoner with a sweetheart or an advocate or something on the outside. Sends letters asking for his parole. Constantly. When I first started, it was once a month. Lately, I'm getting them every other damned day. I wish I knew what to do to shut that little bitch up." Athenos went on for awhile in this vein. Politely harassing letters, inquiries from different places. But notably, he left out the names. Giving Lucius a name was like giving a magitek weapon a fresh battery. All the joints and servos sparking to life. Meant for one purpose - a purpose that he would work at and work at until the working was done. It was simpler to not know. "Tell me about the prisoner." Lucius suggested as he picked up his wineglass. "Ala Mhigan. Originally posted in the castrum as a medicus...oh, seven, eight years ago? Later, they caught him with records he ought not to have and they had him arrested." "A spy?" Lucius paused to ask. "Those were the charges. Never got a confession or the rest of the network." "Interesting. And you haven't considered...indulging the request. Just letting it happen." "What?!" Ahenos stared as Lucius stood from his seat and walked over to the sideboard. He came back with a piece of fruit - a ripe Doman persimmon from an ornamental bowl. And set it down beside his plate. Stationary and unmoving. He ignored it for the moment while he went back to his meal. "You came here tonight for advice. So I'm giving it to you." Lucius paused to nudge half a slice of vegetable onto the tines of his fork. "What do you gain by indulging it? It seems to be the simplest way to solve your annoyance. The letters would stop coming. The questions. You'd be free to go back to work and not worry about it." "I'm worried about appearing weak." "Don't be." Lucius replied, languidly. "Well, but....what if the release causes trouble? I can't afford that to come back on me." "Tell me, Ahenos. How far do you think a man's friendships survive eight years of absence? Where do you think he has to go?" To illustrate his point, Lucius nudged the persimmon with enough force to set it sliding across the smooth table.  It collided with Ahenos' plate, then took a sharp angle in the other direction. Came to rest against the dessert course - sliced persimmons suspended in sweet gelatine. The whole plate quivered with the impact. The metaphor en gelée seemed to pass right over Ahenos' head. His dark eyes gleamed with the cruder suggestion he'd heard instead. He smiled into his wine glass. "Nowhere to go." He muttered to himself. He didn't see his host's attention snap back in his direction just as he was standing to cut the dessert. Later, Lucius sat alone in his study, with a cup of coffee and a decorative container of rare Gridanian honey. And contemplated the event's of the evening While the orchestrion continued to play, he set about cutting up the piece of fruit left over from dinner with a small knife. When the other occupant of the house returned from her errand, he offered her a slice balanced on the knife blade. "Ahenos quo Thracius is stupid and short-sighted." He spoke aloud. To her, to himself, to no one at all. "Maybe he doesn't know that persimmons are sweeter after the tree endures a frost."

[hannesvonchaos]

Frankfurt last week 🐧 🐧 🐧 #frankfurt #deutschland #alteoper # #urban #stadt #städte #bigcities #cities #city #travel #igtravel #whatever #chAos #vonchAos (hier: Alte Oper Frankfurt) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtJg3-ahEnO/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=hsd219zsg84z

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CURSED NEXTBOTS AHENO,OBUNGA & GRUDGE VS ME!!!

[argumate]

abstractagamid said: ahegao

how about aheNO

[fictionkinfessionsarchived]

Though,it'd be so much easier to find the sweetheart if I wasn't a character from my friend's own series which has barely even made much progress. -Aheno