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*pops head out of hole* hi! I'm currently in bermuda so i am on hiatus here, and all of my xiv blogs until april 29th! i said so on my other blogs but not on these ones, alas. i see those follows tho and i promise to get to looking at them as soon as i'm home! so if you don't get a follow back for the next week and a half, that's what's up.
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"Hi Uri!" She waved, an ear twitching in greeting back to Y'shtola as they passed the other miqo. "Themis is here to help! He said he could help me with my stuff so that you and Thancred and the others could spend more time with the information gathering bit instead of having to go with me to stuff all the time."
A pause, and an unhappy ear droop. "Also in case stuff like Ifrit happens again so I'm not on my own if a Primal pops up." She offered a tentative smile. "That's okay, right?"
She'd clearly been pining with the way she lit up at the suggestion. "Oh! Yes, that could be helpful. We're always so busy too, so having an extra hand for help would be great. If you're with me too, that frees up Thancred or one of the others for searching out information while you help me deal with the primals. A lot of it seems to be tracking down crystals and where they're being taken, it seems."
She'd helped where she could, but the others were much better at the subtle, delicate information probing conversations than she was so they tended to have more luck. Lumi was a lot better at charging in to deal with the problem at its source once they knew where to look. Themis could probably give her some lessons there, honestly.
"We can go after we finish eating if you like. I still need to report in." And go back to thinking about Ifrit, it seemed.
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//due to some stuff going on im steppin away from the dash on this blog tonight tho i'll be on other lesser known blogs for the night so if i don't reply to ims i'm not ignoring you i'm just not in this tab
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contemplates an interest checker
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You said she thinks it would be useful, so if she *could* cry on command, what would she use it for?
Getting out of trouble, of course. The last Azem certainly wasn't the first to do completely off the wall things like steal a concept to stop an eruption to save some grapes, after all.
Crazy was half the requirement for the seat of Azem, honestly.
#agent-jaselin#many of the things the last azem did they absolutely learned from azem lbr#also the last azem sounds like a movie title#like the last airbender
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Can they cry on command? If so, what do they think about to make it happen?
Venat can not cry on command, actually. She thinks it would be useful if she could, but alas it is not one of her many talents.
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Venat paused, before she grinned and leaned over to grab a marker and some paper. "Here, I know just the thing!" She scribbled something for a moment, before carefully tearing the strips she'd scribbled off and passing them over. "Angry eyebrows. Just for you."
She'd make him some angry googly eyes later, once she had a free moment. It'd be a wonderful surprise.
"What sort of flower do you think an angry moth would like to eat?"
"I don't think I'd be able to eat something if it was glaring at me like that," he replied, amused. He was always happy to entertain a conversation around her interests because she seemed to come alive the most when she spoke of her concepts and her passion for it was beautiful.
He wanted to encourage her, even if she did keep putting that damnable plant out.
"So what I'm hearing is that angry eyes are a good deterrent," he observed from his sunbeam. "Maybe I should try that out myself."
#we’ll do what we must; main#primalvessel#maru sticking angry eyebrows on like that one bear puppet gif
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WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS
What’s the lie your character says most often?
How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?
How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing?
What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss?
Can they cry on command? If so, what do they think about to make it happen?
What’s their favorite [insert anything] that they’ve never recommended to anyone before?
What would you (mun) yell in the middle of a crowd to find them? What would their best friend and/or romantic partner yell?
How loose is their use of the phrase ‘I love you’?
Do they give tough love or gentle love most often? Which do they prefer to receive?
What fact do they excitedly tell everyone about at every opportunity?
If someone was impersonating them, what would friends / family ask or do to tell the difference?
What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!
When do they fake a smile? How often?
How do they put out a candle?
What’s the most obvious difference between their behavior at home, at work, at school, with friends, and when they’re alone?
What kinds of people do they have arguments with in their head?
What do they notice first in the mirror versus what most people first notice looking at them?
Who do they love truly, 100% unconditionally (if anyone)?
What would they do if stuck in a room with the person they’ve been avoiding?
Who do they like as a person but hate their work? Vice versa, whose work do they like but don’t like the person?
What common etiquette do they disagree with? Do they still follow it?
What simple activity that most people do / can do scares your character?
What do they feel guilty for that the other person(s) doesn’t / don’t even remember?
Did they take a cookie from the cookie jar? What kind of cookie was it?
What subject / topic do they know a lot about that’s completely useless to the direct plot?
How would they respond to being fired by a good boss?
What’s the worst gift they ever received? How did they respond?
What do they tell people they want? What do they actually want?
How do they respond when someone doesn’t believe them?
When they make a mistake and feel bad, does the guilt differ when it’s personal versus when it’s professional?
When do they feel the most guilt? How do they respond to it?
If they committed one petty crime / misdemeanor, what would it be? Why?
How do they greet someone they dislike / hate?
How do they greet someone they like / love?
What is the smallest, morally questionable choice they’ve made?
Who do they keep in their life for professional gain? Is it for malicious intent?
What’s a secret they haven’t told serious romantic partners and don’t plan to tell?
What hobby are they good at in private, but bad at in front of others? Why?
Would they rather be invited to an event to feel included or be excluded from an event if they were not genuinely wanted there?
How do they respond to a loose handshake? What goes through their head?
What phrases, pronunciations, or mannerisms did they pick up from someone / somewhere else?
If invited to a TED Talk, what topic would they present on? What would the title of their presentation be?
What do they commonly misinterpret because of their own upbringing / environment / biases? How do they respond when realizing the misunderstanding?
What language would be easiest for them to learn? Why?
What’s something unimportant / frivolous that they hate passionately?
Are they a listener or a talker? If they’re a listener, what makes them talk? If they’re a talker, what makes them listen?
Who have they forgotten about that remembers them very well?
Who would they say ‘yes’ to if invited to do something they abhorred / strongly didn’t want to do?
Would they eat something they find gross to be polite?
What belief / moral / personality trait do they stand by that you (mun) personally don’t agree with?
What’s a phrase they say a lot?
Do they act on their immediate emotions, or do they wait for the facts before acting?
Who would / do they believe without question?
What’s their instinct in a fight / flight / freeze / fawn situation?
What’s something they’re expected to enjoy based on their hobbies / profession that they actually dislike / hate?
If they’re scared, who do they want comfort from? Does this answer change depending on the type of fear?
What’s a simple daily activity / motion that they mess up often?
How many hobbies have they attempted to have over their lifetime? Is there a common theme?
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TIDBITS HEADCANON PROMPT - For multimuse blogs, please specify muse.
How does your muse relax?
Is your muse a good kisser?
Describe your muse’s ideal holiday.
What does your muse wear to sleep?
What does your muse normally wear?
What is your muse’s earliest memory?
Describe how your muse greets others.
Describe what education your muse has.
What plans does your muse have for the future?
What physical trait is emphasized on your muse?
Is your muse good or bad at learning new things?
What type of music does your muse enjoy listening to?
Would the muse get along with the mun? Why/why not?
What type of music does your muse not enjoy listening to?
What would your muse describe as ‘comfortable clothing’?
Does your muse enjoy snacking? What do they snack on?
Does your muse pour milk before cereal or cereal before milk?
Does your muse prefer to be in the company of others, or alone?
How does your muse sit? Do they take up space, or keep to themselves?
Describe your muse’s nighttime/whenever they get ready for sleep routine.
If your muse were to go on vacation, what would be the first thing they packed?
Is your muse a breakfast person? If yes, what do they normally eat for breakfast?
What is your muse’s ideal environment (e.g. big city, forest, mountains, desert, e.t.c.)?
If social media existed in your muse’s universe, would they be on it? Which plattform/s?
What is your muse’s opinion on gossip? Do they ever gossip, encourage it, discourage it?
What is the first thing your muse does in the mornings? Bonus: Describe their morning routine.
Does your muse pour milk/sugar in warm beverages (e.g. coffee/tea/e.t.c.), or prefer them plain?
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"Hm? Oh! Hello." She beamed, recognizing her little spark and waving a hand lightly. "Marion! What a surprise, I didn't think I'd see you here." She glanced down, humming. "Look, the mandragoras have been doing so well since their creation in my time! Isn't that wonderful?"
Marion had been helping out in Labyrinthos in exchange for studying it's mechanics when he heard a voice he recognized. He walked toward it quickly, wanting to confirm it was someone else. Only to freeze when he saw her, looking the same as she did in Elpis.
"Venat?" He asked, just to make sure.
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/resumes living
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“You love him, you do, and here’s the miracle: he loves you too. You are allowed to lick off the colour from his lips to listen to the hymns in his pulse to bask in the sunlight of his voice You are allowed to have him. You love each other, you do, and here’s the tragedy: it’s not enough. You are allowed to watch the sun swallow him whole and burn him up to stain your fingers to the bone holding him together to count the constellations in his eyes as they blink out You are not allowed to save him.”
— you can love him, but you can’t keep him ( j.p. )
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"Yes." There was no hesitation in the response, immediate and filled with conviction. "Like this they aren't perfect but they're better. Stronger." She didn't know how he couldn't see it but–perhaps the same way he saw the darkness in them that she couldn't see, Hydaelyn could see the light within each of these broken souls that he couldn't see.
"So long as we are here to protect the world from Meteion's influence then I know they'll succeed. And she will lead them when they finally take this fight to her." Because Hestia would have never stood by and left such a task to others, and Hydaelyn had every belief that her shard would be just the same. She might struggle, but she would still go and face the threat head on.
And she and Zodiark would be right there with them, as always.
Zodiark remained silent as she spoke, allowing his opposite to speak as to how she felt about the matter. There was the occasional tug on her hair, though only to keep himself from drifting in attention; and he let out a sigh as he watched a pair of sundered souls argue on the docks. To him, they were imperfect, broken. He didn’t see what Hydaelyn saw in them – but he supposed that was their nature. They were still, however, his people – their people. Their duty, and their purpose. It was to them, these half, broken souls that were scattered across the star – that their duty laid.
( He would never say it was love, but that was what it was. In its purest form. )
“Do you think they can overcome it this time? As they are.” He asked turning his attention back to Hydaelyn, “Do you think we can help them this time?”
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Ah. Her shoulder lifted against him lightly, a noise escaping her throat before she could suppress it. Perhaps he was a bit more concerned than she'd thought. "Alright," she conceded after a moment, shifting in his lap to pat his cheek lightly.
"I do think you're more worried than needed but if you insist." They certainly didn't want any Allagans, though. That would be a headache no one needed. Hydaelyn tugged at him lightly, humming. "I'll behave."
That did nothing to soothe Zodiark’s ire, instead his teeth embedding themselves into her shoulder in retaliation. Stop it, was the quiet demand. “You don’t know that.” He muttered after he let go, letting out a low grumble of discontent. “Remember the Allagans? How they almost got Elidibus because I thought it’d be a good idea to observe?”
He’d finish fussing in a moment, after he was certain that Hydaelyn understood where he was coming from. Please don’t make me destroy another part of the world like that again.
“Just. Be more careful, okay?”
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“When I open my eyes that mess you left on my desk better be gone, Venat.” Came the low growl from Hephaistos; who was presently resting on the small couch in his office; ice pressed against his head. “And why in the star’s name did you decide to allow that creature to go galloping into the Anyder without any clearance?” Yes, he had gotten nearly trampled in the process, and yes, he was mad about it.
"Mess? I didn't leave any mess on your desk, Lahabrea." On his chair, however... Well, he did specify the desk. She smiled politely, hands folded in front of her as she studied him for a moment, feeling at least a little bad for the whole mess that had occurred with her little prank.
"I didn't think it would cause any harm?" She'd mostly just wanted to cause a little bit of consternation by walking it through the building, and Hermes had assured her the equine was docile among humans and quite tame for something of its size. She supposed he'd not accounted for the creature being spooked by an unfamiliar environment and startled yelling from surprised researchers.
"In my defense, I hadn't actually intended for more than a simple walk through the lobby with the creature before leaving as a small joke. I didn't think to account for it being spooked and taking off before I could catch it again." She leaned over, pushing closer a small coffee on the table beside his couch.
"Hermes would like to send his apologies for the affair and for allowing me to talk him into it. He sent you a coffee from that cafe you enjoy."
#phoinixflames#we’ll do what we must; main#venat: i'm gonna bring a big horse into a building it doesn't know as a joke#also venat: surprisedpikachu.jpg when said horse gets Spooked:tm:
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"I don't know what you're talking about," she denies, though she allows herself to be forced down into his lap even as she doubles down on the innocence. She shifts minutely, fully aware that any punishment forthcoming is going to be well deserved. She was pushing boundaries, after all.
"No one saw me. I was quite invisible, so there was nothing to worry about."
At least so long as no one there had had the Echo; it was perhaps possible she'd overlooked a detail or two.
There’s the sort of derisive snort that indicated Zodiark wasn’t buying it, harshly tugging Hydaelyn in a manner that would’ve hurt a lesser being. “Don’t be a brat about this, Hydaelyn.” He said in a chiding tone, “It’s unbecoming of a deity such as you to keep the pretense of someone who’s innocent. We both know that you’re not.”
There was a sigh, forcing Hydaelyn to sit on his lap as Zodiark rested his chin on her shoulder. “I really wish you would be more careful when you’re interacting with the mortals. You know we can’t reveal ourselves. What if they try to capture you?”
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@astrcldarkness || alerting yours to a rule they have broken
Hydaelyn straightened slightly, tilting her chin back just a touch defiantly as she met Zodiark’s gaze. For a moment she stayed silent, but when he didn’t continue she tilted her head just a tad.
“I’m afraid you’ll have to refresh my memory,” the primal finally offered sweetly. “As I seem to be unable to remember what rule you’re referring to. Perhaps darling Elidibus isn't the only one suffering the strain of carrying us together?”
#astrcldarkness#dual divinities (creation au)#reposts this from five months ago so it's on beta editor and also divinity au then resumes not living lmao
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