#ephemeraltheory

[thewhirlwind]

STRANGE OMENS — CHARACTER SUMMARIES

CHARACTERS WRITTEN / CREATED BY FORSYTHE ( @thewhirlwind ):

ANTONIO REYES— Antonio Reyes is the sheriff in Frostford’s local sheriff’s department. He’s Vothine’s half-human son, bearing four arms and a nuanced senses. He was born in 837 BC, his mother was a slave who escaped Ancient Greece with her former lover’s help, and raised him in Spain. He starts off investigating the strange cult activity that starts going on in the surrounding region. Canonically dating Ivory Wells, or at least will be.

AINSLEY LACHLAN— the son of a Russian mobster and twin brother to Renard, Ainsley Lachlan is one of the local Catholic priests, and arguably the only openly gay one in the area. He firmly believes these things aren’t mutually exclusive, but eventually he’s lead astray by Vothine, who manipulates him into thinking that releasing Epsolise will create a paradise for mankind, and the truth is, all he’s ever wanted was to help people, to make up for his father’s crimes.

RENARD LACHLAN— Ainsley’s slightly younger, twin brother, Renard is Frostford’s local neurosurgeon, sometimes moonlighting as a trauma surgeon when his schedule is open. He took an interest in neurology due to his own, rather severe dyslexia, which slowed him down in school, until Ainsley was old enough to read to him and help him learn how to read despite his disorder. Like his brother, he wants to help people, but he has no hang ups about his father’s crimes. Later, when his brother unleashes Epsolise, he becomes host to the Elder God, and it messes him up severely. His best friends are Alana Reid and Ruo Silva, and canonically he’s dating Everett Novak.

THEODORE HUDSON— Theo is the owner of Hudson Technology, better known as HudTech, a global leader in all kinds of technology and founded when Theo graduates MIT, some years back. (I haven’t decided on a year yet rip.) Best friend to Everett Novak, Theo often hires him as a freelancer to work on the coding side of his various project; together the two can accomplish nearly anything. In 2015, he was fooling around with a project trying to create a kind of artificial intelligence by combining eldritch magic with technology. In doing so, he inadvertently summoned Vothine, who killed him—brutally. Violently—and then melded with his body. This did revive Theo, albeit much, much weaker, but he was able to fight back when Vothine went after his best friend and interfere with his attacks. Eventually, Everett does manage to free him from the god’s hold, but he’s left with a great many mental and physical scars.

ALANA REID— Alana is part of Renard’s surgical team. Along with Ruo Silva, the three of them went to college together in NYC, NY, and she moved out to Frostford after Ruo told them there were job openings at the local hospital. (So did Renard.) when Ruo died, Alana may have personally beaten the shit out of her murderer and abuser. After she ressurects, Alana canonically dates Ruo. The two of them are also Renard’s best friends.

THE LOTUS TWINS—They’re also known as the twin gods of discordance. Initially born in the depths of a dying star as the singular god of balance, Asikolise, they were ripped asunder by the black hole formed in its death. With balance rent in two, they became two gods that slowly tipped the scales of the universe back and forth from one far end back to the other, over extended periods of time.

EPSOLISE— One of the two lotus twins, known for forming the garden, an Eden for eldritch horrors to feed on the living things that roamed the earth. Man, beast, whatever. When Ipsilise is bound, Epsolise walks free.

AURI’ELL OV’AGOTHA/AURI’ELL ILLI’ED— Auri’ell is thought of as two gods with incredibly similar names, the kings of the sea and of magic,  it the truth is—he’s one singular entity with two titles and two domains. He was born Alain MacNamara of the coast of Ireland in 1389, to a sailor who would eventually take him to sea with him. At first, his study of eldritch magic was a passing interest with which to study marine life; but as his mind deteriorated due to the magic, he became obsessed, focusing on what was on the other side of it. Eventually, he broke through it, becoming he god of the sea and the god of magic, being the one who advanced eldritch magic the most over his life. Unstuck in time, he went back to he very beginning—and eventually, he introduces magic to the world, when mankind is old enough to understand it.

VOTHINE— the god of chaos, he’s in love with the lotus gods; all three iterations of them. From the dawn of time he’s been tipping the scales back and forth between Epsolise, and Ipsilise, hoping that one day, someone would find a way to stop them—by fusing them together into the one entity they were truly meant to be. His methods, however, are rough, due to be whole... chaos thing. People who deal with him frequently end up hurt, traumatized for life. A fine example being Theodore Hudson. Vothine is not so unlike Auri’ell, in that he was created from a man, but his wasn’t a choice. He was a slave in early Ancient Greece, experimented on by his owner until he became something more. With his new found powers, he likely slaughtered this who owned him and the one he loved, before helping her escape back to her home country, Spain. But she grew scared of him, as he grew less and less human with each passing day, until finally they—amicably—agreed to go their separate ways. He still loves her, but he understood he had a different purpose now. He, like Auri’ell, was also unstuck in time. But instead of going back to he beginning, he was drawn back to the point in which the lotus gods were created, feeling the way their power balanced out, appearing mere moments before they were torn apart.

CHARACTERS WRITTEN / CREATED BY FOA ( @ephemeraltheory & @exemplaryambiance ):

EVERETT NOVAK—Initially a gifted software engineer as well as a magic user, Everett had sworn off of using magic after he’d accidentally caused permanent nerve damage to his father’s hands when he was fourteen. His father was a woodworker and had his own business so he had to take over most of the weight of the business until he left for college.  After his best friend Theo gets taken by Vothine,  Everett is permanently injured by Vothine, leaving him with nerve damage in his lower back and leg. He refurbishes a library in Frostford with the goal to learn every ounce of magic that he possibly could in order to save his friend. Everett becomes a master warlock by the time the story begins and later,  he canonically ends up dating Renard Lachlan.

RUO SILVA—Ruo was fourteen when she met her abuser ( emotional abuse and much later,   physical abuse ),  Mallory.  Ever since then,  Mallory has coerced Ruo into a romantic relationship and over time,  she gradually isolated her from any possible friends she could have made as well as from her own parents. She convinced Ruo that their relationship would be in danger if she spoke about it to anyone.  Ruo is able to escape the home she ends up sharing with her abuser to go to college to be a nurse.  Here,  she meets and befriends Alana and Renard, who provide a taste of what it actually feels like to be cared about, what it feels like to not always be afraid that people you love will hurt you.  What it feels like to have actual friends.  One night when Ruo reluctantly returns home to bathe and retrieve things she’d needed,  she and Mallory get into an argument about Ruo’s consistent absence and Mallory eventually forcibly holds Ruo beneath the bath water,  drowning her. Having been wearing an ancient family heirloom,  a garnet necklace,   after 2-3 months, Ruo is reincarnated as an Enenra, which is essentially a fire elemental / smoke demon / spirit. Her best friend is Renard Lachlan and canonically,  she and Alana begin dating after she’s reincarnated.

IVORY WELLS—Ivory is the crime scene technician for Frostford’s local police department. As a child, Ivory lost a close friend Iris to a serial killer when she was about twelve. For about six years, they weren’t able to find the person responsible nor were they able to figure out what had happened to her. Around the time Ivory turned eighteen however,  they’d re-opened the case due to another child’s death that had the same M.O. They used the most current technology to go over the collected evidence once more and were able to finally find the convicted murderer, which brought not only herself and Iris’s family closure and justice, but also closure and justice for the families who had lost a child to the same fate. This is what drove Ivory to become a crime scene technician, to offer that same closure to others. She has worked with Antonio Reyes for 5 years and canonically,  they start dating sometime in book 1.

IPSILISE—One of the two lotus twins, she is benevolent towards humanity but has an obsessive need for control, to the point of detriment. One of her common names is CROATOAN, but she’s responsible for other missing cities; Atlantis. Sodom & Gomorrah. A handful of others we have yet to uncover. When Epsolise is bound,  Ipsilise walks free.

[oxtaiiiled]

anonymous queried:  so what're your thoughts on @fatherofmachine​ and @thewhirlwind?

// oh boy.  better take a seat here, ‘nonnie.  you’re in for a long one.  okay, collectively, they’re a cohesive unit.  they work really really well together and just, that’s the kind of dynamic i look for and am reminded of another couple of friends of mine---- actually, four, or well, yeah.  but it’s really, really enjoyable to see just how they’re both a part of each other, they’re like, it’s pretty obvious to me but then again i’ve known them both a while---- and i’m rambling.  

it’s really v cute to see them all excite an’ everything.

fact of the matter is, they’re both devoted to their roles and it more than shows.

OKAY BUT TRUTH BE TOLD, in the beginning i was hella intimidated by @thewhirlwind​‘s writing and this came from @anurbanlcgend and then i was completely and utterly mind blown by his depiction of wo fat, i don’t remember the url but by god it’s like, if anyone remembers my very failed attempt at adam noshimuri, was kinda inspired by that.  by just.  yeah, forsythe is a damn good writer and has been more than welcoming.

even with my shitty attempt at john reese.

FOA.  @fatherofmachine​ / @ephemeraltheory​.  okay this lil’ imp though.  it started out with me sending a rather RANDOM ask from john to finch.  and it kind of just, capsized thereafter.  FINCH.  our beloved birb.  foa has put so much, so so much into harold finch, it’s really awe inspiring.  like i’ve said, the dedication to the roles always leaves no surprise to me, but.  foa has been wonderfully supportive and HELLA patient with me and my spastic ass.

okay, they just, invest a lot of time and effort.  you’ll see dearest nonnie, you will.

ANYWAY, in conclusion i feel they’re both lovely and deserve a lot of loveliness.

follow ‘em.  you won’t be disappointed.

[maninthescit]

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[ao3feed-akeshu]

run and whatever you do, don't forget

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by EphemeralTheories

For one of the first times in his life, Goro Akechi didn’t want to run away.

Words: 1525, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Persona 5

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kurusu Akira, Akechi Goro, Okumura Haru, Niijima Makoto

Relationships: Akechi Goro/Kurusu Akira

Additional Tags: Pre-Slash, First Meetings, Alternate Universe - No Powers, One Shot

[cursedbcrn-a]

—    BASICS.

▸     IS    YOUR    MUSE    TALL    /    SHORT    /    AVERAGE ? :  She’s a tiny baby, about 5′2″ but she also looks tinier bc literally everyone towers over her ▸   ARE    THEY    OKAY    WITH    THEIR    HEIGHT ? : she could stand to be a few inches taller but apparently she didn’t get those genes. ▸  WHAT’S    THEIR    HAIR    LIKE ? :  An auburn, reddish-brown shade, and her hair is naturally wavy and a bit frizzy, but she’s learned to tame it over the years. ▸ DO    THEY    SPEND    A    LOT    OF    TIME    ON    THEIR    HAIR     /    GROOMING ? : She does whatever she needs to do to make sure it’s not a frizzy mess tbh, and she tries to look presentable otherwise, but she doesn’t spend a Ton of time on it. ▸  DOES   YOUR   MUSE   CARE   ABOUT   THEIR   APPEARANCE   /   WHAT    OTHERS    THINK ? : She 100% cares about her appearance. To her, physical appearance / grooming is a sort of armor. It’s the first thing that people see about her, and because of her family name, that first impression is crucial. She understands that much of her family’s power comes from the fear that the name instills, and appearance plays a role in that.

—    PREFERENCES.

INDOORS    OR    OUTDOORS ? ▸ Indoors. RAIN    OR    SUNSHINE ? ▸  Sunshine. FOREST    OR    BEACH ? ▸ Forest but she wants a compromise for the bayou. PRECIOUS    METALS     OR    GEMS ? ▸ Metals. FLOWERS   OR   PERFUMES ? ▸  Flowers. PERSONALITY    OR    APPEARANCE ? ▸ Personality. BEING    ALONE    OR    BEING    IN    A    CROWD ? ▸ Definitely alone. ORDER   OR    ANARCHY ? ▸ Both have their time and place. PAINFUL    TRUTHS    OR     WHITE    LIES ? ▸ White lies, especially when it comes to her own feelings. SCIENCE   OR    MAGIC ? ▸ Magic. PEACE    OR    CONFLICT ? ▸ Peace but always be prepared for potential conflict NIGHT    OR    DAY ? ▸ Night. DUSK    OR    DAWN ? ▸ Dusk. WARMTH    OR    COLD ? ▸ Warmth. MANY   ACQUAINTANCES    OR    A    FEW   CLOSE   FRIENDS ? ▸  A few close friends. READING    OR    PLAYING    A    GAME ? ▸ Reading.

—    QUESTIONNAIRE.

▸      WHAT    ARE    SOME    OF    YOUR    MUSE’S    BAD    HABITS ? : Hope has a very difficult time letting people get close because she has lost so many people in her life. As a result, she keeps herself aloof and distant from her peers, and when overwhelmed or anxious, will retreat to these antisocial habits. Hope also considers herself to be a fluke, freak of nature, or otherwise not supposed to exist. As such, she holds very little self-worth and is always willing to be the one to lay everything on the line to save her people. ▸   HAS    YOUR    MUSE    LOST    ANYONE    CLOSE    TO    THEM ?      HOW    HAS    IT    AFFECTED THEM ? : Ha. Haha. Hahahahahahaha whew that’s funny. Hope lost her mother, father, and uncle all in the span of a couple weeks. Before that, she spent much of her childhood separated from either her father or her mother or both. As a result of these events, Hope’s mind associates love with loss and disappointment, and both intentionally and unintentionally holds herself back from connecting with others. This, coupled with her low self-worth, becomes twisted into a belief that everyone would be better off without her. Her parents and uncle would still be alive, people wouldn’t get hurt trying to protect her, and everyone would just generally be safer. ▸   WHAT    ARE    SOME    FOND    MEMORIES    YOUR    MUSE    HAS ? : Some of her fondest memories occur when she is 7 years old. This was the first time that she really got to meet her family in a significant way. Other than her mother, Hope spent a lot of her childhood without much of her family, most notably her father. In her head, she has this great image of a man who would do anything for her, as told to her in bedtime stories by Hayley. She knows that the name ‘Mikaelson’ means something, but she has a hard time connecting it to the man she’s seen in pictures. However, the reality puts her imagination to shame, and Hope will never forget the short months she was able to really meet her father. He paints with her, indulges her in her mischievous magic tricks, and wants to show her the city that will one day be hers. While the issues with the Hollow ultimately dampen things, Hope holds onto the memories she has with her family at that age, because it was the last time she really felt happy and complete. ▸   IS    IT    EASY    FOR    YOUR    MUSE    TO    KILL ? :  No, not particularly. While Hope has killed before, both humans and supernatural creatures alike, she doesn’t find the task easy or enjoyable. She understands it’s a necessary evil, especially given the world that she lives in, but it’s not a decision she makes lightly. However, the one exception is that Hope does not hesitate when someone she cares about is threatened, and will respond proportionately.  ▸   WHAT’S    IT    LIKE    WHEN    YOUR    MUSE    BREAKS    DOWN ? :   The magic in Hope’s blood means that she can be quite dangerous when she doesn’t have a handle over her emotions. As the firstborn Mikaelson witch in her generation, Hope’s magical potential is enormous and she has barely scratched the surface of it. For this reason, Hope does everything in her power in order to avoid this. She ( begrudgingly ) attends therapy, chooses to wolf out when she feels restless, and trains / does physical activity to tire herself out. However, when she does break down, it’s very much like a dam breaking. The magical consequences are more severe than they otherwise would have been, and usually will cause significant shaking or energy fluctuations. Usually that is enough to snap her out of it enough to clamp down on her emotions, but a grounding touch can also help her keep calm. ▸   IS    YOUR    MUSE    CAPABLE    OF  TRUSTING  SOMEONE WITH  THEIR LIFE ? : Despite the constant danger Hope seems to find herself in, she doesn’t necessarily have trouble trusting someone with her life. Part of that is the low self-worth, part of that is her inherent power and the knowledge that she is Quite Immortal, and part of it is that when it comes to the people she’s adopted into her circle, she trusts them implicitly. Because it is so difficult to get to know her in the first place, the ones that are able to slip past her defenses manage to stay pretty entrenched. Really, it’s more that she thinks they shouldn’t trust her with their lives. ▸  WHAT’S  YOUR  MUSE  LIKE  WHEN  THEY’RE  IN LOVE ? : Once she’s past all of the emotional barriers she’s erected around her heart, Hope in love is one of the rare times that she feels like she can act her age. It’s fleeting, especially given her not great track record, but Hope wants her epic love so much sometimes that it can be blinding. She becomes reckless, especially when it comes to that person being in danger. However, her perception of love is skewed, in part by the dysfunctional relationships of her family. Between love triangles, arranged marriages, and one night stands, Hope understands what love is and its power, but she doesn’t quite know what it should look like. However, considering that she’s only 17, she has plenty of time to distinguish between loving someone and being in love with someone.

Repost, don’t reblog please! TAGGED BY: @ephemeraltheory​ TAGGING:@twinvolatility​, @potionprince​, @leroiloup​, @fcmilysacrificed​, @herose​, @ofvalor​ ( mg ), anyone else who wants to!

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the muse’s aesthetic       (spooky edition)

                  bold all of the themes that apply.

bloodied knuckles  |  tear stained cheeks |  rust  | a busted lip  |  claws  |  fangs |  a bloody nose |  chattering teeth  | a dark space underneath the bed |  scratching noises on a wall  |  creaking metal | fog | dancing under moonlight |  blood dripping lips  | heavy breathing in the dark  | a feeling of unexplained dread | a figure in a dark corner | dirty peeling wallpaper  |  a bloody handprint on the wall  | sobbing in the dark | bite marks on the skin |  eerie whispers |  a hood covering a stranger’s eyes  | the growl of a hidden animal  | the sound of a blade being sharpened | a deep, dark forest | walking on the streets alone at night | a cobweb-filled, abandoned building  | eyes darting in paranoia | a heavy beating pulse  |  the feeling of being trapped |  struggling to get out a scream  | boards covering broken windows  | a quiet graveyard |  a gas station in the middle of nowhere  | a road that never ends  | heavy fog rolling in | the scent of blood in the air | eerie old photographs |  walking along traintracks at night  | a chill going up the spine  | gathering crows  | a dusty, dimly lit study |  mist over a deserted cobblestone street  | ghost towns | shadows around a campfire | the sound of chanting |  church bells tolling  | an orange harvest moon | a broken down carnival  |  a dirty stuffed animal abandoned | wiping bloody hands on fabric  |  nightmares  | waking up in a panic |  a power outage | heavy lightning storms | a secret trap door  |  the feeling of being watched  | fear from trauma |  a ouija board set out on a table  |  an eerie doll  | a scream of anguish and pain  |  withered plants  |  a room that’s been forgotten and gathered dust |  owl eyes in the dark  |  curled, dead tree branches  | a ritual altar | flickering candles  |  a lantern held up in the dark  |  fear of being followed  |  creaking floorboards  | repressed, horrible memories | clenched teeth |  soft, echoing piano keys |  an old book covered in dust  |  many pairs of glaring eyes | stumbling in pitch black darkness |  being stranded in the middle of nowhere  |  tarot cards on a table  | a trail of blood

tagged by: @nexusvorti​ tagging: @vengewlf​ @triguilt​ @twinvolatility​ @ephemeraltheory​ + whoever else wants to!

[sevenswcrds]

WHAT FORM OF GENTLE AFFECTION ARE YOU? 

SLOW DANCING   feeling your loved one's form pressed against your own... the soft melody of a song that will always remind you of this moment... the tender forehead kisses... you are a hopeless romantic who yearns to meet that someone you will be able to spend the rest of your life with. you want a deep and settled love, something that makes you feel stable and comfortable. you want someone who will hold you at night, and kiss you every morning. you want someone who will always stand by you until the end. please try to remember that any failed romance was not a waste of time; it was an opportunity to grow and understand yourself. your perfect person will find you, and you are a complete person until then.

tagged by: stolen from @asgardianhammer​ 

tagging: @thewhirlwind​ @modifiedcode​ @solenama​ @ephemeraltheory​ @stxrmurdottir​

[storiesuntold]

eight people i’d like to get to know better!!

tagged by: @muchmorethanmuses tagging:   @leadrook, @heavensbee, @scmcnymuses, @strengthcfcharacter, @noblewitch, @culthcnt, @thewhirlwind​, @ephemeraltheory​

one - ( alias / name ) : Sinise  two - ( birthday ) : May 4th three - ( zodiac sign ) : Taurus four - ( height ) : 173 cm  five - ( hobbies ) : drawing (traditionally and digitally), writing, gaming, watching movies and TV but lately mainly YT videos of my favourite YTers, reading, taking pictures of flowers and whatever else catches my interest six - ( favourite colour ) : Blue & Green but lately more green tbh seven - ( favourite books ) : Richard Schwartz - Das Geheimnis von Askir - Das erste Horn as well as Agatha Christie - And Then There Were None nine - ( last film or show watched ) : Neben der Spur a really awesome crime show in my opinion ten - ( inspiration for muse ) :  various. sometimes music, sometimes a movie/show or sometimes it’s just a stray thought my brain catches hold of and weaves into a new muse or ideas for existing muses eleven - ( story behind url ) : This blog went through a lot of changes over the time. Being a solo blog then a dual blog and then, last but not least, a multi muse blog. As such the url has changed a few times too. I changed it just today to storiesuntold because I saw that it was free after checking on a whim and couldn’t resist changing storiesnotyettold to this, after a bit of encouragement. Because it was what I wanted to use originally when I turned this into a multi. Anyways, the story is simply that I rp to explore storylines of the characters that their medium doesn’t give and as such, there will be “stories untold” (or “not yet told”) on here. It’s simple as that tbh.

[ao3feed-p5-boyslove]

by EphemeralTheories

Jousting was cancelled. The highlight of the Renaissance Festival was cancelled. The snow from the day before had melted, but patches of ice threatened innocent bystanders who were simply walking, so the horses were too likely to get injured.

Words: 2305, Chapters: 1/5, Language: English

Fandoms: Persona 5, Persona Series

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Akechi Goro, Kurusu Akira, Amamiya Ren (Persona Series), Takamaki Ann, Sakamoto Ryuji, Kitagawa Yusuke, Sakura Futaba, Niijima Makoto, Okumura Haru, Suzui Shiho, Mishima Yuuki

Relationships: Akechi Goro/Kurusu Akira, Akechi Goro/Amamiya Ren, Akechi Goro/Persona 5 Protagonist

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Powers, Alternate Universe - Renaissance Festival, Aged-Up Character(s), First Meetings, Milquetoast Kurusu Akira, Milquetoast Amamiya Ren, Why is this not already a tag?, Knight Akechi Goro, Comedy, Akira is so hot for Goro - it's not even funny, i really don't know how to tag this, It's literally just the PTs at a Renaissance Fair, Shenanigans, Akechi Goro is Robin Hood, I used Ren Amamiya for obvious reasons, Alternate Universe - Renaissance Fair, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

[thewhirlwind]

@ephemeraltheory​ || starter from Auri’ell Ov’agotha

The man—at least, it looked like a man—had come in a day or so earlier to the library. If he was Eldritch in nature, well, he bulldozed right through them. But he only got so far as to step inside, and the air changed immediately. Suddenly it was damp, salty, smelling of seawater, like the ocean had just washed up through the cracks in the floorboards.

His eyes were jet black, except when the light hit them; then they lit up like beams of light shining through murky ocean depths. He had no pupils, gazing around the interior of the building, until finally his eyes landed on the man that had drawn him here. The man that had trapped Epsolise, that had stopped him, the first time in the young rebel’s existence that plans to create the garden had ever been hindered.

For a long, long moment he stood there, staring, assessing. There was no hostility but an uneasy, deep seeded Otherness to the man, the kind that raised the hairs on the back of your neck when you encountered it.

And then just like that, he turned around, and stepped out of the store, black clothing flowing around him like water. It’s only later, when Everett was heading out to get something from his supplier, that he makes another appearance.

And this time, it happens by cornering his target, and it’s so dark out now that his eyes are flat and black, not a speck of light penetrating the ocean trench depths of his eyes. His skin had a sheen to it, like he’d been sweating, or maybe swimming, despite the cold weather, yet inexplicably he was otherwise dry.

“Your warding is good. Quite powerful, even I couldn’t break it,” he commented as he rose from the shadows, standing towering over the other man—but he didn’t stand quite so tall as Renard, although the difference was only a few inches. “You’re no amateur. It begs the question. What brings you to a sleepy little town like this?”

[maninthescit]

// JUST A FRIGGIN' HEADS UP, that anyone trying to come here and sprout any kind of dislike towards @ephemeraltheory / @fatherofmachine and @thewhirlwind ---- it stops RIGHT THE FUDGE HERE, 'kay?  they have been friends of mine for a LONG, LONG, LONG time and nothing you or anyone else can say will diminish my love or adoradtion for both of them.  SO.  FUCK OFF WITH YOU.  because guess what?  they're wonderful and you're obviously not.  and.  yeah.  1000% your loss and my gain.  i adore them to the friggin' moon and back.  <3333

[ao3feed-akeshu]

empires burn in his veins

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2hPuY0r

by EphemeralTheories

It took him far too long to realize these hands never truly belonged to him. They belonged to the nation, his father, the public, but never to him.

Words: 1201, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Persona 5

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Akechi Goro, Kurusu Akira, Shido Masayoshi, Takamaki Ann, Sakamoto Ryuji, Okumura Haru, Niijima Makoto

Relationships: Akechi Goro/Kurusu Akira

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Powers, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Implied/Referenced Abuse, References to Depression, Slow Burn

[cursedbcrn-a]

HOW DO YOU FEEL DURING LOVE?

YOU ARE A WILLOW TREE, PROVIDING SHADE AND SECURITY.

You protect the only way you know how. You are a safe place, a lantern in the dark, the one who is a home to everyone you love. Your anger is big but quiet. The kind of white-hot rage that does the most damage when someone you love is at risk. You bend but do not break. In this way, no one is stronger than you are.

tagged by: @fcmilysacrificed​ (thank you!) tagging: @twinfractured​, @twinvolatility​, @ephemeraltheory​, anyone who wants to do the thing

[thewhirlwind]

 @ephemeraltheory​ asked: "Please,  talk to me"  @ ainsley 

Once they were upstairs, out of the catacombs, Ainsley had fallen quiet, staring distantly like he couldn’t believe what had happened. It took Everett’s voice breaking through his thoughts before he shook his head as if to clear it, to make himself focus, gray-blue eyes looking over at him. That was one of the twins’ distinctions, that and the white hair Ainsley’d had since he turned thirty.

“I uh, it’s... a long story.” His mouth felt dry, remembering the pain his brother was in as the possession sank in. Remembered the way he looked up, too many too sharp teeth suddenly in his mouth, the way his eyes had turned a vivid violet shade.

Ainsley took a few unsteady steps over to the nearest pew; Everett had healed his leg, but it still hurt like a son of a bitch. Heavily, he sank down onto the long length of wood, creaking under his weight.

“I—I fucked up,” perhaps strange language coming from a priest, but he carried on as if he hadn’t noticed, not meeting the other’s eyes now, shame simmering in the back of his mind, hot and uncomfortable. He was watching the door leading down to the catacombs, where he’d been before Ev had helped dig him free of the collapsed wall. “I summoned something, I didn’t think—“ a pause, another shake of the head, rubbing both hands over his face now. That was just it, wasn’t it? He didn’t think.

“It took my brother. ...that wasn’t how it was supposed to happen.”

[thewhirlwind]

@ephemeraltheory​ || hospital starter for Ev

Renard, the lead doctor on this particular patient’s operations, had heard from his nurses that he often didn’t sleep well at night. So once Renard had taken the time to return home, tend to his birds, and put them to bed, he checked in with one of the nurses.

( “Yeah, he’s still up, doc, I was just in there.” )

So the doctor had set back out—tomorrow was a day with a rather light work load, so he had some freedom with his sleeping schedule, anyway—and he picked up some food at a little Thai place near to his house that he liked a bit, and then he headed for the hospital.

The elevator opened on the too familiar floor he worked on the most, and he nodded his head as he passed one of his nurses in the hall on his way to the room.

He was dressed rather casually now that he was off, changed now into some comfortable jeans and a leather jacket to fight off the cold, although he did still have his scrub top on under it.

At the door, he stopped long enough to knock his knuckles against the frame, in the gentle way he’d been known to do, before stepping inside and sweeping the curtain aside. His features lit up with an easy smile as his eyes landed on the man in the hospital bed.

“Hey Mr. Novak,” he greeted, stepping over to the foot of the bed. “Hear you been having some trouble sleeping, thought maybe I’d stop by. And uh, brought something to eat, if you’re hungry.”

[thewhirlwind]

@ephemeraltheory: " that’s…a lot of blood."  @ theo,  maybe in reference to that scratching thing you mentioned ??  Ev helping him tend to those maybe ?

Dark eyes sweep downwards in what can only amount to shame, hands still idly picking at the edge of bloody wounds. He hasn’t intended to draw the blood running down his arms but his nails were sharp as a result of Vothine’s inhabitance of his body, even as he tried to keep them trimmed. ( not unlike their local surgeon. )

“I—“ he started to speak, but Theodore’s voice fell short, as he surveyed the somewhat excessive amount of blood running down his arms, across his fingers. “—I didn’t mean to make it bleed,” he said finally, quietly, trying desperately to hide the shame in his voice.

Ever since he had been freed of the demon he’d summoned, he’d felt like he was in freefall, hung in the air by his own shame. He was spiraling, trying to grasp desperately at some sense of foundation—the only thing he had left was work, and Everett, the job and the man remaining the only stable things in his life.

The move from the home he’d known for years in Manhattan had rather upended things, but Ev was living in Frostford now—and he couldn’t imagine trying to survive the trauma of what he’d done without him. Theo knew himself better than to think that would be feasible.