The Aether Universe

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[naiv3tyash]

Welcome to the Archives, dear soul.

You must be lost. Fret not, for the exit is close by.

…You say you wish to be here…?

What an unusual creature. Very well then… I suppose you should know my name now.

Naivety.

I am the sole Keeper of the Archives. I will show you the records you need once they are available.

My favourite—I mean, my most frequent visitors are

@seventeeneleventeen, (soon to be added to)

Dear soul, please do adhere to the Archive Rules

An organized list of the records in the Archive is available here

Records in the Archive will be categorized like this:

#oc lore —> appears on all posts regarding my original characters.

#my ocs art —> appears on all artworks.

#demon prince —> appears on all posts regarding Ace.

#vampire king —> appears on all posts regarding Asterin.

#lucky lady —> appears on all posts regarding Trixie.

#random posts -> self explanatory.

#the preserved paintings -> art I make.

Asks are open!

Enjoy your stay at the Archives! Just say my name and I’ll be there if you need anything, dear soul.

Leave a like if you read this! Also, I do not condone the usage of AI in any creative field.

Have fun at the edge of the universe!

[naiv3tyash]

first (semi) animation of my ocs on yt!! its kinda lore but also not lore at the same time ToT

at the same time, anyone know any good apps for animatics? (@seventeeneleventeen i hope u like it!! ik its not the best but alight motion has a learning curve that i had to get thru XD)

[naiv3tyash]

artfight attack!! :D

@cedarbird I loved drawing Aster!! The wings were my fav part imo :> (shush i am totally not biased towards feathered folks [wait no that sounds weird what] anyways just IGNORE THE COMMENTARY IN BRACKETS LMAO)

hehehe maybe Aster can bring back Darkness!! you never know XD

—Naivety :>

(I fear i did not do him justice… sigh, hope u like it anyways!! <3)

[cedarbird]

yoooo thanks for drawing my guyyy :D

dude i just checked tumblr on a whim (I like… never do that) and there he is!! :3

haha i also have a soft spot for bird characters funny that

[naiv3tyash]

hehehe np!! <33

:D

[naiv3tyash]

artfight attack!! :D

@cedarbird I loved drawing Aster!! The wings were my fav part imo :> (shush i am totally not biased towards feathered folks [wait no that sounds weird what] anyways just IGNORE THE COMMENTARY IN BRACKETS LMAO)

hehehe maybe Aster can bring back Darkness!! you never know XD

—Naivety :>

(I fear i did not do him justice… sigh, hope u like it anyways!! <3)

[naiv3tyash]

doing another theme change right b4 my bedtime *sighhh*

what have i done to myself and why must i keep torturing myself for AESTHETICS.

do i regret it? absolutely…NOT!

[naiv3tyash]

currently changin my theme rn

we do NOT miss the old one here TOT

[naiv3tyash]

USER CHANGE REAL QUICK, @seventeeneleventeen

Lettinf you know so you dont get jumpscared

:>

[theonedayididnt]

29.06 prompt

“You weren’t supposed to find this.”

(TW: mentions of alcohol addiction, bad parenting)

Valerius saw his son standing in his room with his arms crossed. The first thing he looked at was the closet door, which was wide open, showing every single bottle on display.

At first, he was worried if his son had unknowingly found it, and drank too much. Except Ace wasn’t drunk at all, he could sense it.

Ace sighed. “Care to explain?” He gestured over to the closet.

Valerius froze, and he looked like a deer in headlights. Ace shook his head and sighed.

He muttered, “At least I have an explanation now…”

Those words pierced straight through Valerius’s heart. He knew he was a shit father already, but hearing his son talk about his vice as if it was nothing more than a nuisance broke something in him. Paired with the way that Ace didn’t look at him with any sort of happiness whatsoever, as if he was a stranger with a surprisingly close resemblance to him, Valerius knew he fucked up. Badly.

He took a tentative step closer, and lowered his head. “I…know, I am a bad father… but there’s an explanation for this. It’s not willy-nilly,” he managed, voice rough and slightly deeper than usual.

“What event could possibly lead to that?” Ace sneered. He’s got the personality of his mother… I am not prepared to deal with another asshole, a traitorous part of Valerius’s mind thought. He pushed it away right after, comparing his son to his mother is a crime in of itself.

“Heartbreak, Ace.”

“Who broke your heart?” Ace asked.

“None other than Vespera Claudia Nocturnus.” Valerius smiled bitterly, on the verge of tears.

“As in, the one rumoured dead?” Ace’s scarlet eyes were widened slightly, slit pupils shrunk even further.

“Yep, that’s the one,” Valerius laughed, but it wasn’t a good sound. It was a bitter laugh filled with venom.

“Wow… I can’t believe it. You actually loved someone!” Ace said sarcastically.

Valerius regretted everything he’d said. He practically stomped towards the closet, and picked out a bottle of vodka. He needed something strong after that whole ordeal.

Ace gave him a deadpan look. He was too pissed off to care. Besides, he’d probably wake up with a hangover strong enough to make him forget anyway.

— — — [END DESCRIPTION] — — —

[naiv3tyash]

Sometimes I pity Ace. —Keeper.

Do read at your own discretion, things will only get darker as more of Ace’s past is revealed.

…@seventeeneleventeen, I summon thee once more.

[uselessquestions-official]

useless question 001

would [character] eat ice cream cake?

[naiv3tyash]

Ace: No. Too cold. Asterin: TOO COLD, WHAT THE HELL ACE. I would devour it if you asked me to~ Trix: Asterin, shut up. Anyways, I would, depending on the flavour. Asterin: *pouts*

(Keeper: Aren’t they such a lovely group of friends?)

[writersisland]

“I never thought I would be able to fall in love with someone like you.”

“Someone like me?”

“An idiot.”

[naiv3tyash]

“This would be Ace and Asterin if they liked each other that way, right?” The Keeper said to their hostage, laughing.

The hostage let out a mmph! In response. A mmph of agreement.

@seventeeneleventeen, you are the hostage /j

[daily-prompts]

Write about the one action—either their own or someone else's—that your character cannot forgive. Explore why letting go feels impossible.

[naiv3tyash]

…An interesting question indeed. I’ll do my best to answer it. —Keeper.

Trigger warnings: suicide.

Ace cannot forgive his sister, despite knowing how much she struggled. He knew that Naïche had a valid reason to kill herself, but he just couldn’t accept the fact that she became the picture-perfect image of their mother, right before she jumped off that bridge.

They hated their mother, and to see her become the one thing she hated most… it worried Ace.

It worried him because he thought, what if I become like that too, one day?

He never wanted to be like either of his parents. His father, a lovesick drunkard still yearning for a woman long gone, or his mother, a perpetually cold and irritated woman that takes it out on any demon she sees.

His greatest fear is looking in the mirror, and seeing his parents’ shadow loom over him.

[naiv3tyash]

ace + asterin’s favorite&least favorite memories of one another….

Interesting question… I’ll see what I can summon. —Keeper.

hint: pay attention to the Keeper’s word choice…

Ace: Favourite memory? That’s a hard one. Asterin: That isn’t very nice! Ace: Exhibit A. Anyways, my ‘favourite’ memory has to be the time when he and I met each other in the land of the humans. We were stuck in this thing called a ‘university.’ Then he proceeded to lay his head on my chest, due to tiredness. It was our first time not being hostile to one another. Asterin: …You still remember that…? Damn it. *embarassed.* Ace: Is that a bad thing? Asterin: …nevermind. Anyways, favourite memory. Ace and I played badminton and kept a surprisingly good rally. Ace: My least favourite memory of him is when he decided to steal my ‘dorm room’ and use it to bring his ‘friends’ over. Mind you, I could not get a wink of sleep whatsoever. Asterin: This one’s easy. Ace here ate my ENTIRE FOOTLONG SANDWICH THAT I GOT FROM SUBWAY. Ace: I was in dire need of food. *embarassed.*

…I am not going to question the behaviours of these two, and neither should you. —Keeper.

[theonedayididnt]

lwk so bored rn, i just want an ask about my ocs or some shi like that

[naiv3tyash]

@seventeeneleventeen, I summon thee to fulfill my request.

—Keeper of the Archives.

[naiv3tyash]

Masterlist

[The Demon Records]

Interview #1: [Ace + Asterin]

Demon’s Diary Excerpt #9: [Ace]

Inquiry #1: [Ace]

Article #1: [Spade Family, by extension Ace]

Found Script #1: [Ace + Asterin]

[Vampiric Scripts]

(To be added to, give the Keeper some time)

[naiv3tyash]

The Archive Rules.

Follow these if you wish to not get expelled from the premises, soul.

⟡ Do not harass anyone within the Archives, including the Keeper.

⟡ Do not ask ‘Not Safe For Work’ questions.

⟡ Leave the premises if you will bring with you any toxicity. This includes, but is not limited to: homophobia, transphobia, xenophobia, antisemitism, zionism, and racism.

Enjoy your stay at the Archives, soul.

[naiv3tyash]

Interview, ft. Ace + Asterin.

[10th draft, participants were not being cooperative.]

???: “What do you believe you deserve?” Ace: *silence.* Asterin: *contemplative silence.* Ace: I believe I deserve… a morsel of what I have. I was born into power, and I am therefore undeserving of such power. I deserve to live as Trix has lived. Asterin: I deserve… balance. ???: Balance? Could you elaborate further? Asterin: I have gone through my downs. I deserve my ups as well. And I know that for a fact. Ace: …That’s oddly poetic. Asterin: Shut up, before I regret saying that. Ace: My bad. ???: Both of you are free to go back to whatever you were doing.

[naiv3tyash]

Excerpt from Ace’s Diary.

TW: su!cide attempt, swearing. Sorry if this is a bit macabre.

@seventeeneleventeen, more lore!! :D

[Translated to English for your convenience]

“Isn’t it weird to find a smile on a creature so hollow?”

—The late Naïche.

I was scared to find my sister on the bridge that day. I knew she wasn’t doing the best, but I never realized it got this bad. Naïche was looking at me with a look in her eyes I will never forget. It was like the mania of those possessed girls in horror movies, upped by 100. Her eyes were bloodshot that day, as if they weren’t red enough. She was in the middle of the rope bridge, and there was only the grey fog underneath. The bridge swung from side to side, as my sister prepared to jump. I was paralyzed with fear, and my heart hammered in my throat, killing off whatever I was about to say. Maybe I was never meant to say anything that day. Was it inevitable? She said to me with joy that could only surface from Hell, “Isn’t it weird to find a smile on a creature so hollow?” Naïche giggled. I remember, her high pitched giggles that turned into laughs, then turned into shrieks. Mother couldn’t have affected her this much, was all I thought.

I’m a selfish, ungrateful demon, I thought to myself as I saw my sister swing one leg over the rope, standing on an inch of wood. Her crimson hair flew in the wind, and she shrieked again as the bridge swung further, seeming to find joy. Joy from the depths of hell. She held onto the rope somehow, staring down at the abyss of fog that would soon consume her. I watched, and did nothing. I was only capable of watching. I opened my mouth to call out to her, and she looked at me one last time. Those crimson eyes I knew so well held nothing but a shell of the demon I used to know.

“Ace… I have to do this. I don’t care if you’ll hate me for the rest of your life, I won’t regret this. It’s the first time I’ll do something for myself, so don’t you dare ruin this for me you useless fucking brat!” Naïche had started off calm in the beginning, then her voice had become more shrill with each word she spoke, until she started screeching at me towards the end. I closed my eyes, and heard the whooshing sound that signaled the end. I opened them again after a moment, and my sister was nowhere to be seen. I knew what happened.

She died. She died, and I stared at the last spot she had been, and I could do nothing but stare. I was in shock. She had died and all I knew, all my hope, and all my safety was gone. Gone because of her stupid, fucking selfishness.

So yeah, I had a great day today, Diary.