#aidcneus

[rosewiltd]

dyanamic moodboard , corinne & emet-selch . for @aidcneus

[wanderingkarakul]

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from: POSITIVITY TIME ! ask meme.

PHOENIXXX WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN

you were the very first person to reach out to me when i made this account and i will always be so grateful for that. because it's been so long since i've done any sort of writing on tumblr a part of me expected to go completely unnoticed, but you were so kind to me right away and it gave me something to look forward to right from the start! i've always appreciated how accommodating and outwardly encouraging you are when it comes to OCs. it was something that stood out to me when i was looking through your blog and seeing it definitely helped me feel more welcome.

i'm sure literally everyone you have sent this to has already said this, but i will also be saying it because i feel it is so impressive and cannot be acknowledged enough; your grasp of emet-selch is incredible. from his mannerisms to the way that he speaks, the way that you write him fills me with the same awe and fascination that i felt when experiencing emet in-game for the first time.

please make all the threads you want out of my silly ask replies. writing with you is so much fun, and i truly am so excited to see borte and emet's relationship develop! 🥺 shadowbringers is such A Time, but i'm also eager to explore endwalker/ancient dynamics as well!

[vierandancer]

@aidcneus

She had done too well.

That was the single thought resonating in Apate's mind as she made her way further into Amaurot than she ever had been in all of her existence. She had betrayed herself by settling in too comfortably, by being too efficient --

And now she had been recommended a position that was far too above her station. It was intmidatingly prominent -- in her position, at least.

No one else seemed to understand. Oh, you must feel so honored Apate! She was not honored! Well, she was. But she was also terrified! To be presented as a potential candidate for secretary for the Office of Emet-selch solely based on her clerical work opposed her desire to remain a figure in the background of life. To enjoy her time on the Star quietly, completing simple, repetitive tasks until she faded...that had been the goal.

And now she was staring at a pair of impossibly ornate double doors, whose grandeur alone made her ill.

Perhaps he won't like me, she told herself, hopeful.

She took a deep breath and knocked.

[vierandancer]

@aidcneus

Meiko had far too much on her mind. It was one thing to merely be the Warrior of Light's sister, and an entirely different thing to be the 'prophesized' Warrior of Darkness. A title she disliked for more than responsibility-related reasons.

Maybe this was divine punishment for cringing at Fray's monologues when they first spoke them to her.

Still, she had managed to absorb two Lightwardens so far. That was progress. But knowing that her brother and the other Scions' bodies grew weaker in the Source by the minute -- perhaps faster -- was an ever-present worry in her mind. She couldn't just be successful, she had to be successful and quick. Even now, as exhausted as she had been after talking late into the night with Ardbert, she felt restless enough to rise. Fortunately, if Ardbert was still watching her, he didn't interrupt her decision to slip out for a walk.

Even at this late hour -- it must have been well past midnight -- the Crystarium hummed quietly with activity. Crafters carrying on with their tasks, a few folks milling by the market boards. It felt like the people of the Crystarium were so thankful to have night returned to them, that they'd sacrifice sleep just to experience it a bit longer. It was sweet and she was happy to help those in need.

Yet still, there was an emptiness in her chest that she couldn't quite shake. Something known and yet unspoken -- at least for now.

If the Exarch had successfully summoned A'kihiko as a whole being, rather than the shade of solid aether as he and the others were now, Meiko would not be here. There would have been no need for her, just like there would have been no need for her in that fight against Elidibus on the frontline.

Convenience was the phrase that resonated in her mind. Her brother was taken out of play by chance -- little more than a miscalculated spell -- and she was the only viable substitution. A last ditch effort. And even when she performed adequately (or better), it was difficult not to feel like an impostor.

Of course, if she said these words out loud she would receive platitudes and reassurances and encouragement... appreciated, but not what she needed. Hell, she didn't even know what she needed or wanted to hear.

Maybe she never would.

"Pah," she scoffed, shaking her head. Her voice was low, speaking only to herself. "Stop it, Mei. Thinkin's no yer strong suit for a reason."

Her feet had carried her out onto the bridges that extended out from the Rotunda, giving her a measure of privacy as she stopped by a railing to stare out at Lakeland.

There was so much on her mind -- her brother, the Scions, the Lightwardens, Ardbert, everything happening back home and that damned Ascian showing up earlier -- but when she tried to focus on a single subject, her mind felt everything was on fire.

Hopefully, a few minutes of peace would help her at least grow tired enough to get back into bed.

[shardgathered]

places a ✦ and Runs 🏃🏼‍♂️💨

ooc . grabs u like a squeaky toy . nah . no running away ! but i just wanna say, catching emet's voice is incredibly hard, he has a very particular way he words things . he's more sardonic than sarcastic & damn ! you sure have nailed that tone down, it is really easy to actually hear him when reading your replies. & then u go & dare to also be great in capturing his voice as hades / pre-sundering? I am just amazed ♥ !!

positivity meme ( accepting / mutuals only ) — @aidcneus .

[star-gazcrs]

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while i admittedly don't know you as well or have known you as long as i have the other people i've done this for, i do not have to reach to find things i like about you.

first of all, your presentation of your character. you've been lauded about this repeatedly, and with good reason! you've got emet-selch's voice and mannerisms down. i know you've been doing research for this as well, which is commendable...and something i should do more of. anyway, i could go into detail about this, but i will refrain since you've already gotten a lot of praise about this already. just know that i agree with everything i've seen others say.

now. about you.

you, my friend, are a kind and welcoming soul. i appreciate that you made time to reach out to me and talk to me first. i'm a very shy person by nature, so it meant a lot that you were willing to do that. a lot of us in the rpc are pretty shy, i think? i know i have a lot of mutuals i don't really interact with, be it because i'm shy or they're shy or we're both shy -- so i think the fact that you're willing to reach out to people is commendable. not only that, but when you talk to me, you make me feel like i'm wanted here, which is always a nice way to feel! you're very kind, which i already said, but i will say it again.

[sndrd]

@aidcneus // " ah, but once again i lose myself in history and forget the present. " for the exarch

being caught in the trappings of a long history is not something unfamiliar to the exarch. three hundred years now he has lived, and while not to the scale of his ascian company, he feels he has scraps of understanding that the others do not possess. that isn't to say he supports emet-selch's endeavours, but he cannot say that he does not understand them. he misses his friends, too, and there is little-to-nothing he would not do to keep the warrior of light - and by extension, the scions - safe. alive.

soft sigh released from under the weighted hood, he straightens himself and adjusts the grip on his cane. " i suppose that sense of nostalgia is something we share. " a deep longing for times long past. he has had to steel himself over the many years, knowing that the man he was would not have survived what the exarch has had to do just to endure long enough to see the current events.

" perhaps you might regale me of your own adventures prior to all.....this. " a vague gesture with crystalline hand. " we have the time, do we not? our friend is busy seeking out another lightwarden. "

[nightingeal]

💌ㅤㅤ@aidcneus : " You look at me like I'm the villain, but you're no hero either. " ㅤ ㅤ˗ˏˋ 𝑴𝑬𝑴𝑬. ´ˎ˗

it might have been funny, the way elinor's eyes almost immediately closed. she's not looking at him at all, now ! but there's no humour in it, trying to hide exasperation as he weighed simultaneous truths. as she debated with himself how much he should speak on.

❝ no, i don't. ❞ as ever, emet-selch draws out the obstinate. he was wrong, and she was going to tell him so. the ascian's intentions aren't lost on her, but unlike other attempts to get under her skin, there's no point in arguing the latter part of his statement. blue eyes open to fix him with a defiant stare. ❝ you have never seen me regard anyone as a villain, least of all you. ❞

that might have given too much.

❝ why does this have to be about heroes and villains ? i'm not sure it's that simple. ❞

frustration gave way to something else, the fight in her stance slipping into sorrow. her gaze is softer, too. almost pitiful if it wasn't for the hope that sparked behind them, that bled into her light-fractured hands that ached to reach for him.