#qlipoth hsr

[hyp3rst4r]

HSR Path Blinkies　☆

—　Self-indulgent

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Note1: Honestly, I deicided to learn how to make a blinkies and i did, It was really fun to do so!

Note2: Inspired from Narcbf & Lavendergalactic post!

[writing-time-bitches]

Aeon Headcanons because i have many thoughts about them

-Yaoshi is vain as shit. Particularly about their mission and Path.

-Lan is one of the Aeons who has a more favorable opinion on humans and mortals. They don’t bother mortals much but will jump to their defense.

-Nanook despises everything and has made several attempts to break Qlipoth’s wall, all of course ending in failure and a very angry rock-god.

-Yaoshi’s extremely obsessed with Lan. The obsession began when Lan first started hunting their beautiful creations and gifts. Is mad at Lan for taking a vast majority of their old followers (Xianzhou Alliance) and makes it a point to slander Lan any chance they get.

-“I hate Lan.” Yaoshi says, as they hang numerous pictures of Lan on their wall.

-Qilpoth is the tired dad of Aeons. Xipe is the mother.

-Nanook was once human, was crossed by the humans and made it their life mission to destroy every single trace of humanity from the universe. From then on they became an Aeon due to their immense desire for humanity’s death.

-Yaoshi and Lan are like divorced parents, enemies to lovers, and Lan took the kids.

-Nous and IX are surprisingly good friends, or at the very least in each other’s good spirits.

-Nous is that one friend that says “i know” to everything you say.

-Ouroboros and Nanook are also kinda ok with each other? They both strive to destroy everything but that’s also why they’re a little hostile to the other. Rivals?

-Nanook is that feral little child that everyone hates.

-Fuli likes to watch human memories like telenovelas.

-Yaoshi isn’t actually that bad. They wish to spread eternal life and, yes, their means of accomplishing that are twisted but their looking for those select few mortals who would push through the ugly to get to the beautiful. So far no luck, but Yaoshi will continue to hope.

-Akivili and Qlipoth were the oldest Aeons before Akivili’s disappearance. They were buddies.

-Qlipoth knows of the Sky People for HI3 and they are one of the many other possible threats that inspired Qlipoth to build.

-Qlipoth knows or at least has an inkling of the existence of the Imaginary Tree. Perhaps they strive to protect their universe from others…

-Aha most definitely is self-aware. Definitely knows about alternative universes and Imaginary Tree, not that the others will listen to them.

-IX is the quiet kid in the back of the class that always has an AK in their bag.

-IX is just a little baby and almost all Aeon’s agree that IX should be protected despite knowing that IX could easily eradicate everything that comes against them.

-Nous has movies. They like movies.

-Nous does not have information on Welt Yang or Void Archives. They are out of Nous’ reach of knowledge due to them being not of this universe. Nous has acknowledged both of their existences to be a challenge.

-Lan’s body is literally just a fancy horse. Horse anatomy. Centaur mf.

-Xipe has a very positive opinion of mortals. They love them little things.

-Usually the one the Aeons go to when a dispute happens is Xipe due to their Path and their indifferent personality.

-Mythus is the weird uncle that everyone has a love-hate relationship with.

-Ouroboros will gnaw on other Aeons if given the chance. Nanook is usually the victim.

-Yaoshi has this big ass tree surrounded by a golden sea of energy. This tree is how they spread their Path’s ideology. Seeds and fruits of this tree are the basis of the Xianzhou’s mara. The tree is covered in little cocoons that hold the bodies of those inflicted with Yaoshi’s gift and failed Yaoshi’s trail.

-All the Aeons are one big dysfunctional family and when placed in the same room it’s just chaos.

[windtorndagger]

Qlipoth, minding their own business:

Aha strolling up with a venti coffee and wearing sunglasses: you are NEVER going to guess what I saw on my way here

Qlipoth: Do I want to know?

Aha: IX left their edge of the universe to tell off Nanook and somehow Lan got involved-

[windtorndagger]

Aha: There’s been a disturbance. I must go see at once.

Qlipoth: Please don’t piss off Lan.

Aha: I do what I want. I have a pass, see?

Qlipoth: A piece of paper with your name on it doesn’t count, Aha.

Aha: :P

[windtorndagger]

[Unyielding Will, Rising Love]

▹Fic 3/? in the [walls and laughter, echoes] series

▹Teen | 4.8k words

▹ Sampard | Gepo (however you want to read it) & Qlipoth/Aha

▹Angst with a Happy/Hopeful Ending, gepard angst, the tavern worlds end, self worth issues, Aeons in love, pre-jarilo vi arc, Qlipoth!Gepard Aha!Sampo, Gepard just wants to be with Sampo

Fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48674605 First Fic In Series: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48522139

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Summary

Yet—

When Aha arrives, it’s with the faintest sound of elated whispers, of tiny bits of papers floating on laughter, flipping and twisting. For someone as joyous, boastful, and buoyant as Aha, their arrival is always one of little fanfare.

-

Gepard is writing yet another report when he hears it. It’s not the whispers of confetti that they have become accustomed to waiting for, but the sound of gloved fingers whispering over a latch and a well-oiled window sliding up.

-

Aeon and man—different, so different, but not when it comes to certain matters.

Or;

Qlipoth, at the end of the universe, will never be able to meet Aha where they are, even halfway.

Gepard, in Belobog, realizes that he's never been a part of Sampo's world, and even if he were to, what does he have to offer?

Because at the end of the day, what does Gepard have to offer to Sampo?

(What does Qlipoth have to offer to Aha?)

Love.

[windtorndagger]

[[interlude] Slaughterhouse No. 4: Rest in Peace]

▹Fic 4/? in the [walls and laughter, echoes] series

▹Teen | 3k words

▹ Qlipoth/Aha (background Sampard)

▹Aeons in love, the concept of joy, pre canon, aeon headcanons, some comfort/fluff, violence, some angst

Fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48747049 First Fic In Series: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48522139

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Summary

Aha once said that what was considered joy was in the eye of the beholder, much like beauty. Idrila had not liked that one bit, but Aha knew they weren't wrong.

Or;

Joy - a feeling of great pleasure and happiness

Pleasure - a feeling of happy satisfaction and enjoyment

Elation - great happiness and exhilaration

Or;

No one knows what brings joy to people more than the Aeon of Elation. They know every kind of joy that exists, what various joys feel and taste like. There is not a type of joy that exists that Aha does not know.

Or;

The first time Qlipoth witnesses the weight of Elation.

[windtorndagger]

[what is laughter, if not meant to express elation]

▹Teen | 3k words

▹ Sampard | Gepo (however you want to read it) & Qlipoth/Aha

▹soft and sweet, set right before Jarilo-VI arc, somehow this became a love letter from Qlipoth about Aha's hair, Madam Brughel Sampo, Qlipoth!Gepard, Aha!Sampo, sequel (now a series!)

Fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48598606

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Summary

Pale shoulders with just a hint of freckles fill his vision, along with long long long blue hair. It falls in waves and curls, bountiful and lush. He thinks he can bury his face in such a mane and be content. Could sink his fingers into soft tresses, run his fingers through over and over. But alas, there’s a soft giggle that reminds him just who the person in his lap is.

“Madam Brughel.” For no other person has the audacity to simply sit in his lap in the middle of broad daylight. And then laugh about it.

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“Hehee! This is me, myself, and I! Aha!” Aha’s hands uncup and reach toward Qlipoth, coming to rest on either side of Qlipoth’s center crown. “Is Qlipoth okay?”

“Aha.” It’s slow, but Qlipoth moves their arms so that they can encircle Aha’s waist with their large stone fingers. A large crash is heard when they collide, entrapping Aha’s massive, but lithe, form.

-

Or;

Forms of the Elation and of a conman, accompanied by a story and news. (Not that Qlipoth or Gepard were really paying attention to it...)

[windtorndagger]

[what are walls, if not built to withstand]

▹Teen | 2.6k words

▹ Sampard (Sampo/Gepard) & Qlipoth/Aha

▹Qlipoth!Gepard, Near Death Experience, some angst & some comfort, sweet and sappy at some points, Aeons in Love

Fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48522139

Twitter Post: https://twitter.com/windtorndagger/status/1679201492589506560

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Summary

Giggles fill the dead space as the other Aeon makes themself comfortable on Qlipoth’s finger. Without much thought, Qlipoth puppets the human body towards the other, making sure that his expression is set to anger.

“Qlipoth, don’t be mad at me! I finally have your answer!” More giggles as the other Aeon reaches out to touch the blond strands of the human male. “Hmm, I didn’t take you for wanting to be blond! How funny!”

Qlipoth ignores them. When he speaks, it rumbles the space around them, distorting the stars.

“What?”

“A home! All I want is a home!”

And when Aha looks at them with shining eyes full of love and mirth, Qlipoth realizes they would do anything this Aeon desired.

They didn’t know how to make a home, but they had heard that it all started with four walls.

Or;

An incident has Qlipoth realizing that perhaps a home isn’t always a building with walls.

Or;

Finding Sampo, close to death, leads Gepard—who has never been truly Gepard Landau but the Aeon Qlipoth—to realizing just how blind he’s been.