#ethrite

[tate-lin]

Heyy, happy Storyteller Saturday!! 💙

I would love to know a bit more about the magic in Joker of Ashes! What kinds of magic exist? Can everybody use it?

- @poetinprose

Thanks so much Jay!! 💖

So basically my magic system is called ethra and yupp it's common for people to have it. The people who can't are ethrically disabled and referred to as disthrens. There's actually a rare disorder called ethritism where people are born with no ethra at all.

In the world of JOA, ethra is an element discovered in 2015 (the books are set around 2150) and ever since then, it had diffused into people's bodies. After over a hundred years, people have now developed a new system in the body called the ethra system and it follows along the spine and circulatory system. It's a solid obsidian black in liquid form and iridescent in its pure gaseous state. It usually appears as an aura or membrane around a person's body and they can be different colours.

There are many ways to wield ethra but the six foundational pillars of it are: augmentation (enhancing something), manipulation (controlling something), effusion (extending one's ethra), injection (imbuing into sth with one's ethra), metamorphosis (transforming one's ethra into something else), and fabrication (creating an object out of ethra).

With those six basics, a person can mix and match and basically do anything with their ethra. However, how one is able to use their ethra depends on their knowledge, experience, and physical ability. For example, if one wants to have a mastery over air, they would need an in-depth understanding of gas molecules and extremely fine control over their ethra to be able to pull it off.

Which is hard as hell to do!! So impossible that it's basically unheard of. If someone wants to be able to do that, they'd pretty much be buff Einstein 😂

So when it comes to knowledge, you'd need a good understanding of what you're doing in order to, well, do it. And for physical ability, you need to train your body to be able to control your ethra well. This usually means strengthening your body and exercising your ethra to be able to control it finely.

What does this mean for experience though? Some may see it as an extension of knowledge, but it's actually a different concept entirely. For example, like I've mentioned in this post, after Minh got burnt alive, she began being able to conjure fire. Or something close to it, at least. It's like how when artists experiment with a particular material, they're able to understand how it works. After that experience, she now knows how fire feels like and involuntarily creates an ethra version of it (metamorphosis at work!) as a trauma response.

More importantly, the reason why I wanted to go with this magic system is that it basically works like a normal irl skill. If you want to be able to learn how to use it, you need to work at it (which is why there's also a booming industry of ethra hacks and how-to videos on JOA's future version of YouTube). 'Cause of that tho, how ethra is used largely comes down to choice (one of the book's running themes!) rather than genetics and natural talent.

What kind of ability one trains and/or develops will say a lot about them and their character ^w^

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♡ hey so now tht uve seen dissidia ((: anybody get u Thinkin.

I  MEAN  BOLD  OF  YOU  TO  THINK  NOT  SEEING  DISSIDIA  STOPPED  ME.  I  love  ships.  You  put  two  Final  Fantasy  characters  in  my  hands,  explain  how  you  think  they  might  work  as  a  ship,  and  I’ll  slap  them  together  like  Barbie  dolls.

That  being  said,  I  did  really  enjoy  watching  Light  and  Squall.  They’re  both  no  nonsense,  stubborn,  bull-headed  people,  but  I think  that’s  what  works  about  them  because  that  nature  is  more  often  a  front  than  anything  sincere.  They’d  employ  it  when  the  other  is  pissing  them  off,  but  I  could  see  moments  of  vulnerability  actually  being  really  sweet  because  they  KNOW  it’s  an  effort  for  the  other  person  to  break  down  those  walls.  For  their  individual  reasons  they  don’t  show  that  to  most  other  people  -  and,  where  they’d  consider  themselves  ‘lucky’,  I  think,  Light  and  Squall  would  have  the  why  perspective.

I  love  the  idea  of  them  being  two  people  forced  together  by  fate  who  mutually  look  after  each  other,  even  if  they’re  like  “ I  don’t  need  you,  I’ll  go  at  it  alone “  because  they  know  what  alone  looks  like,  and  silent  company  is  better  than  none.

I  figure  the  same  values  can  be  applied  for  Cloud  /  Light,  too.  Square  makes  moody  men,  I’ll  give  them  my  moody  daughter.

Tifa  would  be  REALLY  fun,  I  think,  because  she’s  spunky  and  able  to  take  a  hit  and  Light  has  an  unfortunate  tendency  of  lashing  out.  She  doesn’t  strike  me  as  someone  who  is  as  brash  as  Fang  (  I’ve  only  seen  Advent  Children,  though  -  that’s  the  tea  )  and  I  could  see  her  moments  of  softness  quite...  eye  opening  for  Light.  She’s  a  woman  who  is  equal  parts  soft  as  she  is  fierce,  and  that’s  something  Light  strived  to  be  but  kind  of...  lost  along  the  way.

[constellatory]

sun descends from the ceiling towards moon. as they get closer the music they're playing gets louder. it sounds.............suspiciously familiar................almost like..................................something the teens used to play in the pizzaplex all the time.............................NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP NEVER GONNA LET DOWN NEVER GONNA TURN AORUND AND DESERT YOU

     o’  wretched  luck,  is  there  no  place  one  might  find  rest  from  exuberance  made  manifest ?   even  when  retreated  into  a  corner  far  away  from  it  all,  still  does  sun — lit  counterpart  find  them  with  ease.   ( they  always  were  excellent  at  hide  &  seek )   how  tempting  to  feign  ignorance,  bury  deeper  into  pile  of  comfortable  pillows  and  leave  the  sun  to  its  shenanigans.   but  as  they  draw  closer  and  the  music  grows  louder  and  louder,  darling  moon  finally  deigns  to  open  their  eyes  and  follow  counterpart’s  descend.  

      ❛ Nuisance, ❜   from  deep  ‘neath  attendant’s  chest  comes  a  growl,  though  it  lacks  genuine  bite  in  the  face  of  one  whose  antics  may  be  exhausting,  yet  could  never  truly  be  hated.   thus  with  feline  grace  does  lunar  half  give  languid  stretch  of  spindly  form  and  rise  from  its  soft  perch,  one  of  many  pillows  in  their  clawed  grasp.   ❛ Troublemakers  belong  in  time — out, ❜   ‘tis  a  dangerously  amused  drawl  barely  heard  above  obnoxious  music  and  the  only  warning  beside  jingle  of  tell — tale  bells  before  soft  pillow  is  mercilessly  swung  at  the  poor  sun’s  face.  

˗ˋˏ * ✩ RANDOM ASK  /  @ethrite

[guileheart]

                                      @ethrite​      /         𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒  ( dorothea )     ( x )

                         `  you once compared me to a character in an opera.  `

reminiscence leads discussion, & yet soured will would be its heart. she stops after she speaks, making a straight forward statement. perhaps, then, dorothea would recall as well. she told her she was always so  .  .  .  what was it ? extraordinary ? in her ideals, perhaps, is what she meant. & she may be. there are parts of her that have died, parts of her that have shifted, & pieces that have ever - remained the same.

          `  do you think me evil, dorothea ? don’t think i haven’t heard the rumors.  `

she is not ignorant to others’ perception of her.

[goldenbloomed]

✄ our muses having angry sex taisura porn taisura porn

xx

it wasn’t often Taishakuten let out the hot burn of anger that often simmered deep beneath the layers he’d carefully built upon himself - yet it made sense that the only one able to dig through all of them was Asura.

he couldn’t remember what had sparked it, it didn’t even matter when he angrily dug sharp nails into Asura’s chest after he managed to switch their positions in a burst of strength, not even stopping to take his breath as he put all his energy and frustration into moving up and down on the length lodged deep inside of him.

                                          “ too damn slow. you can’t even fuck me like you mean it. “

taisha hissed between his teeth, raking his nails down to leave angry red marks with the intention of drawing blood.

[enavance]

hythlodaeus, tearing up: aphrodite what do you mean orbeez aren't edible

aphrodite’s eyes water,       with all of the dramaticism in the quivering of her lips with tears brimming and effortlessly spilling forth to cascade down the expanse of her cheek.       hands outstretched with dozens of orbeez filling her palms,       she looks upon hythlodaeus with a most woefully melancholic expression,       just before a loud and dramatic wail escapes her.

“          that is what emet   -   selch told me       !       he said they are not meant to be eaten,       no matter how much like small,       squishy candies they appear to be.       why were they created in such a manner if they were not meant to be eaten       ?       a cruel twist of fate,       surely.          ”          aphrodite sniffles,       lifting a hand to rub at their reddening nose.          “          who was it again that submitted orbeez as a concept       ?       i think we should banish them for their crimes against us.          ”

[empyria-archive]

♡ u shld kiss hilda or ur a pussy. also whoever else. :gun:

Send ♡ if you'd be interested in discussing a ship between our muses

jokes on u moth im making out with her as we speak

[fanfolds]

HI LOOK AT THIS CHERRY @ethrite LIGHT OF MY LIFE DREW FOR ME i am about to cry in the club

[epithmia-moved]

@ethrite / @fatebrker  colored  my  sketch  for  g.enshin  au  mana  and  im  shoving  it  everywhere 

[rosafulmen-a]

UNPROMPTED ASKS / always accepting | @ethrite | a continuation of this ask.

trembling hands. cold as ice , suggesting warm heart , but even that has cooled over the years . they reach . snow cups her face within calloused palms , stares down with eyes so blue they could drown her . and he , he stares into green , inhuman and perfectly her .

his voice , low , choked . emotional , and afraid .

" you claim to be so smart , but'y'er kind of an idiot . "

it's meant to be kind of a tease, but his voice is thick with the vulnerability . the silence , however brief , suffocates .

" how long is it gonna take you t'realise that i'm going this for you ? not for serah , or the world . "

he is shaking. like earthquakes beneath his skin, or ice shattering beneath the weight. if she does not run, he might. that is their fatal flaw.

" for you , claire . all i--all i've wanted was t'keep you safe , 'cause i want to. need to. not for her, or 'cause you're incapable, but because i----you can take care of yourself, but y'don't have to , y'know . not anymore . "

he lets go now. drops his hands, drops his gaze. run, silly boy. it's all you're good at.

“ i jus'--can't stand watchin' you pretend you don't know that. "

𝘿𝙊𝙉'𝙏.

The  word  hovers  uselessly  on  her  tongue.  Thought,  but  never  spoken.  Desired,  she  believed,  but  not  manifested  ;  even  as  it  lingered  between  her  teeth  and  struggled  against  the  ivory.  Were  she  as  strong  as  she  claimed  she  would  have  rebuked  him  entirely  ;  wrench  her  head  back  from  his  hold,  tear  herself  from  him,  enact  that  distance  so  keenly  broken  whenever  they  were  together  (  how  fucking  dare  he  !  he  knew  better  –  they  knew  better  the  things  they  could  come  back  from.  not  this.  not  this )

Instead,  her  brows  knit  tightly  at  his  choked  remark,  daring  not  to  bridge  the  emotion  she  picked  between  the  tones  –  felt  in  the  palm  of  his  hands,  skin  pressed  to  skin  –  and  attempted  to  ignore  the  quickening  of  her  heart  like  a  hummingbird  in  flight.

Don’t  speak  to  her  with  such  vulnerability,  she  knew  naught  what  to  do  with  it.  Not  even  her  sister,  for  all  her  empathy,  could  tease  such  from  her.  It  remained  entangled  in  her  body  like  a  snare,  trapping,  killing  anything  it  touched.  That  primal  thing  inside  of  her  could  only  scream  he  would  be  next.

𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙥  !  𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙋  !  𝙒𝙚  𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩  𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚  𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠  𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢  𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨,  𝙬𝙚  𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩  !

CLAIRE.  A  name  from  another  time.  Literally,  for  all  they  had  been  through,  and  it  was  if  her  faux  name  ripped  through  her  like  a  bolt  from  the  heavens.  Her  eyes  widened,  subtle  flickers  drinking  the  contour  of  his  face.  Serah  must  have  told  him  once,  back  when  things  were  good  and  right  and  normal.  Instead,  his  hands  were  on  her  face,  her  own  pressed  to  his  chest,  and  the  sickening  turn  of  her  stomach  reminded  her  how  wrong  it  was  that  she  might  want  to  hear  him  say  it  again.  But  as  fleeting  as  desire  was,  reality  hit  with  the  drop  of  his  hand  and  the  tiny  step  she  took  back.

Why  should  she  suffer  to  live  ;  to  sin  so  ?  Serah  should  have  been  alive.  Serah  was  the  one  who  made  him  happy.  She  would  love  him  wholly  –  completely.  For  FUCK  sake,  it  was  what  she  deserved,  not  her  !  She  had  done  nothing  wrong  !

“ I  can’t  know  that. ”  Ah,  the  opportunistic  thief  made  off  with  her  cruelty.  What  remained  was  viscous,  a  coagulation  of  trepidation,  fear  and  fleeting  determination.  It  rocked  her  to  her  core,  that  place  in  her  chest  she  cut  the  innocence  from.  Yet,  burn  down  a  forest,  the  remaining  seeds  would  still  sprout.

“ You  belong  to  Serah.  Not  me.  Your  place  is  with  her. ”  Her  voice  was  deadpan,  like  she  were  reciting  fact  or  scripture.  It  was  one  of  the  few  things  she  had,  less  she  lose  the  fight  entirely.  “ When  this  is  over,  you  will  go  back  to  her,  and  you  will  be  happy.  You  will.  You  will  make  her  happy.  I  don’t  need  protection,  because  I  can’t  be  yours  to  protect. ”

All  they  needed  to  do  was  walk  away.  Lie,  pretend  like  none  of  this  had  happened.

“ What  you  feel  –  what  this  is  ? “  She  could  not  admit  her  own.  Light  had  already  tarnished  Serah’s  memory  enough  without  putting  a  name  to  it.  “ Swallow  it. “

Please.  The  word  left  unsaid.  Because,  if  he  didn’t,  she  knew  she  could not.

A  grit  of  her  teeth.  Her  hands  were  balled  too  tightly  at  her  sides.  “  Otherwise  we  can’t  go  back. “

[casuallykookie]

Watching ethrit’s stream.

There's one heck of a good doggo in this game! 🐶

[i-love-u-jeremy]

found in ethrit’s workshop: https://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=226960681

[kasugami]

friend opened commissions pls check him out uwu

[masakimiyamoto2625]

Cybernetic Solutions is a multifaceted tech company founded in the year 2145 during Earth's big spacefaring boom. The tech company was the firs Earth-based company to establish itself in other parts of the Milky Way Galaxy after coming across several major trade partners, the Sepian Empire, Solarian Empire, and Tetra Pirate Guild. As of the year 2625, their products include biotechnology, genetic engineering, weaponry, and colonial terraforming. They were one of the first corporations to declare independence from the Terran Federation in the year 2602, though it wasn't officially declared a separate entity until 2618. They're partially responsible for the fall of the Terran Federation, which was the first, and last, independent extraterrestrial entity run by pure humans. During the search for rare, powerful gems known as Ethrite crystals, the company struck a deal with one of their long-time customers, the Solarian Empire. They provide the location of a potential Ethrite source, the Solarians provide them with a large sum of money and resources to further their intergalactic footprint. The result, the destruction of Earth, the death over half the current human population, and the dissolution of the Terran Federation and all of its territories, bringing the Solar System and all of its inhabitants under Solarian control. This is just a couple of logos I created in Photoshop for the primary opposing force in a science fiction series I've been writing forever.

[rosafulmen-a]

emotionally  intense  prompts  /  accepting  |  @ethrite​  |  “ do  you  truly  believe  that  anything  so  little  as  a  rule,  or  a  law,  might  have  stopped  me  from  protecting  you  ?  “  ALSO  SNOW  SRY  RIP  UR  INBOX

𝙖𝙣  𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚  𝙝𝙖𝙙  𝙨𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙙  𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥  𝙞𝙣  𝙩𝙝𝙚  𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙬  𝙤𝙛  𝙝𝙚𝙧  𝙟𝙖𝙬.  it   was  felt  in  the  gnash  of  teeth  and  the  intensity  of  stare  ;  she  demanded  no  protector,  abhorred  his  sacrificial  nature,  and  rejected  aid  on  the  back  of  kindness  she  perceived  as  more  obligation  than  desire.

obligation  :  because  he  could  not  protect  serah,  he  would  protect  the  next  closest  thing.  he  would  console  himself  that  it  was  enough.  it  had  to  be,   the  alternative  was  worse.

“ I  don’t  need  your  protection. ”  Not  that  he  ever  got  the  point.  Her  will  was  like  a  rule  or  law  –  broken  for  what  he  believed  to  be  the  greater  good  ;  pushed  to  the  limit  of  his  might  that  there  might  be  some  good  in amongst  the  grief  and  sorrow.  ever  the  hero,  for  better  or  worse.

She  hated  it.  She  told  herself  she  hated  it.  Self-serving  egotism  with  absolutely  no  point   –  if  he  got  himself  killed  on  her  behalf,  she’d  have  to  explain  that  to  Serah.  She’d  have  to  grapple  with  the  idea  she  could  not  bear  to  lose  him,  and  that  was  a  reality  she  absolutely  refused  to  acknowledge  within  herself.

A  single  hand  pushed  back  against  him,  pressed  flush  to  his  chest  and  the  taut  strength  beneath.  Stronger  than  she,  Light  knew,  but  she’d  not  let  sheer  size  be  the  determiner  of  their  might.

“ Don’t  be  a  shit  hero,  Snow.  Protect  the  people  who  actually  need  it. “