#apocryphis

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Y'know, I think Hermaeus Mora looks chewy.

The Last Dragonborn, probably

#hermaeus mora #daedric princes #apocryphis #last dragonborn #dovahkiin #oc: leara roseblade #oc: aurora orianus #nerevar queue and star #incorrect quotes #incorrect elder scrolls #incorrect skyrim quotes #tes #the elder scrolls #skyrim #the elder scrolls v: skyrim #source: discord

[everlastiingiimmortals]

did you guys know aventurine clutches his left hand into a fist in his boss battle and hides it behind his back because it's shaking

#//immortal; (OOC) #what if i just die #WHAT THE FUCK #THANKS STARRY FOR THE INFO BUT WTF #OBSESSED W THEIR ATTENTION TO DETAIL AND CONTINUITY BUT CAN THEY GIVE MY MAN A BREAK #P L E A S E #apocryphis #TAGGING YOU SO YOU SUFFER TOO

[elysialm]

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜ (from aventurine for her hsr verse, IF IT WORKS......)

@apocryphis

There are endless worlds and endless beautiful lives that exist within. No matter how tainted they are, there will be one existence who will love them with sincerity and adoration. She, who sees the ego (true self/origin), will not hesitate to embrace all that lives within the Imaginary Tree's branches. The life itself, the one whose existence fuels the existence of ego, continues to travel across the worlds when she can. With Apostles traveling across countless worlds, she is allowed to set her foot onto the place where another beautiful yet tragic existence remains. Her steps are light and she remains a spring breeze within the coldest places in the galaxy. A maiden of vitality, her gaze of blues is knowing and gently warm despite the mystery surrounding her.

Elvish ears twitch when she hears Aventurine's words, her eyes looking into him as she does with all others. An Aeon of Origin (Ego) can only smile at the other when he catches her curious gaze. He sees so interesting! Why wouldn't she stare with interest? She must be the odd one out, but she approaches him with a smile that seems a bit too friendly and a bit too casual. She may be aware of the IPC, of who he is, but it doesn't matter, does it? Titles and big names are just that - names and titles, it doesn't represent who the person is.

And Elysia? Elysia wishes to know and befriend those who catch her eye. Who would deny a girl as cute and pretty as her friendship, right? Oh, but it's a jest for she knows how people act and behave. Especially those whose eyes do not have a familiar light of hope within them. His eyes remind her of Aponia's, the maiden who could predict the future and never change it no matter how many times she tried. Eyes that do not see ahead, eyes that seek something that cannot be obtained within the realm of mortality.

"I wanted to say hi!" The maiden of spring says, "I've never seen you around here and thought to ask who you are. You have pretty eyes like I do, so why not say hi you?"

She speaks with sincerity, words lacking any ounce of ulterior motive. It seems she doesn't recognize him and doesn't seem to really care about the reason for his presence. It seem to be obvious why he would here, especially when others whisper about his presence all around but she remains the odd one out that causes others to look at her with a strange awe and curiousity.

"It seems you are also carrying the blessing of Qlipoth," she tells, glancing at him with the same friendly smile. Her ease with the way she speaks of what others carry - a symbol of an Aeon - is all too odd, but she doesn't show any danger or any wish to attack. If anything, she seems positively curious and genuinely interested. Her gaze is honest and true, her tilt of her head only underlining her genuine wish to get to know the new person. "All the better! Doesn't it mean we should be friends? My name is Elysia."

The Aventurine Stone must feel warmer in the hold of the Stoneheart, it responds to the presence of the beloved of Aeons. The daughter of the Imaginary Tree, the representation of Ego that continues to live on as a way to give all a chance in fighting and pushing forward. Qlipoth's gift responds to vitality of her energy, eyes gleaming with warmth and something unique. The Aeon of Origin has descended, the holy spirit is here, the maiden of life is finally here! Finally stepping out of the Land of Origin to witness the changes within, gaining more power as the flower of time moves onward.

"What about you? What's your name?"

#YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW GREAT THIS WORKS VENTIUM #hi aventurine meet elysia. #apocryphis #she's silly and goofy but sincere lol #✾ ⤖ ic. // the beginning of you and i.

[immobiliter]

@apocryphis sent a meme: so you lied to me. (from neuvillette to furina)

       Thank you, Furina. From this moment on, please live happily as a human. Just as I wished we could.

       The water had... gone. Just like that. As she'd stepped outside of the Opera Epiclese, having expecting the encroaching flood to burst its way in through the windows and doors, submerging her gilded throne as the prophecy had always foretold, Furina had been surprised to see those same waters recede without a trace. More surprising still was the sight of the people of Fontaine still living, breathing — as bewildered as she at the turn of events, but not dissolved. Alive. There, by the Fountain of Lucine, were a couple helping each other up. There was somebody else emerging from beyond the hill, soaked through, but walking.

       She did not understand what had just happened, whether the prophecy was wrong, whether the true divinity of Focalors had intervened somehow... or whether she hadn't failed after all. But the shock soon turned to terror as she glanced behind her, back through the doors of the Opera Epiclese, where her once-beloved courtroom and the Oratrice still remained. Everyone now knew that she was not the true Archon. She could not stay here.

       And so that was how Furina found herself back in the Palais Mermonia. Amidst the chaos and combined rescue efforts of the Maison Gardennage, the Spina and the Fortress of Meropide, it had been easy for Furina to return there unnoticed. Or so she thought. Her one prevailing impulse, one that had served her well throughout her endless charade and she found herself leaning on once more, was to run. She had to pack her things and leave. She did not know where she would go, but if the trial had proven anything, it was that she would no longer be welcome here. The people of Fontaine would never accept her again.

       Unfortunately for her, Furina was caught half-way through packing her belongings by a painfully familiar voice. She whirled around on the spot, feeling as guilty as ever under the weight of that steady, discerning gaze.

       “ No! I didn't, I — ” Oh, but she did. She'd lied to him and everyone else, for hundreds of years, though hearing the words spoken by Neuvillette held far more of a sting than they would have from anyone else. She'd had no friends, after all, only subordinates — and the Chief Iudex had been the most constant of them all.

       Lying, pretending, acting... it had become as natural to her as breathing, and even now, she could not force a truthful admission to her lips. She simply stared helplessly at Neuvillette, words deserting her in favour of an anguished cry, forcing her to turn away. Surely she'd already cried enough tears, and yet here they were again, pricking at the edges of her vision. Furina reached up to rub her eyes, steeling herself. Strength, Furina, one last time. Then you can leave the Palais Mermonia and never come back.

       “ Something happened in the courtroom. What was it? ” It was with a much smaller voice that she spoke now. Furina could recall little of what had happened after the Oratrice's verdict was read out, but she was sure that there was more to it than even that. Why had she heard Focalors', Mirror-Me's voice again, after all? Why had it felt like a goodbye? “ The prophecy... it didn't come to pass? ”

#apocryphis #apocryphis: neuvillette #* / answered ( furina. ) #oh they are everything to me i am so feral about this ahhhhh #furina is gonna wriggle wriggle wriggle her way out of this conversation but make her stay put neuv !! i have faith in you !! #i also realised halfway through this that furina probably dissociated through everything that happened after the oratrice went brrrrr lmao #did she miss the whale ? possibly #i am soooo excited i hope this gives you enough to work with :'))

[grislyintentions]

@apocryphis: mildly judgemental senior al-haitham stare -

......

"Don't stare at me with those big ol' eyes. It's a perfectly normal reaction!"

#apocryphis #SENIOR HAITHAM PLEASE SHE IS BUT A SWEET EASILY FLUSTERED JUNIOR SHHH

[daybreakrising]

👫 for neuvi and beisht and/or neuvi and vautrin!

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship | @apocryphis

no longer accepting.

neuvi & beisht-

she feels very protective over him & will defend him by any means if necessary. there's more to this bond than him simply being the hydro sovereign: they're kin, however distant it may be. neither of them have much of that left in the world, so you can be sure she will cling to what she has and ensure she doesn't lose him, too. let this be a warning to anyone who has ideas on harming the iudex: he has a giant three-headed dragon-serpent guard dog. and she bites.

she bullies him into underwater races whenever she can. whilst she accepts that he (currently) has his place amongst humanity, she is reluctant to let him lose touch with his draconic blood, and will drag him by his hair into the sea if she has to.

the steambird routinely prints stories full of rumours regarding the "lady li yangxing" and the chief justice. beisht finds these hilarious and definitely keeps copies of them. she even plays up to them occasionally (especially if she spies a certain reporter lurking nearby), insisting on walking arm-in-arm with him or gracing him with gifts in public. she's a menace.

she can sense when he's saddened or troubled. hear me out: we know water carries emotion and memory, that's established fact, and with beisht being a (lesser) hydro dragon & an empath, it makes sense that she, too, can feel that emotion and memory in water. add to that a bond between hydro dragon kin & she becomes gradually attuned to his particular signature. it's probably weaker the further from fontaine (and its more concentrated hydro resonance), but she just gets this feeling that something is bothering him - and, mayhaps, she schedules a trip to make sure.

neuvi & vautrin-

neuvi earned vautrin's loyalty very early on, and it was all to do with the melusines. perhaps he caught the typically stoic iudex softening when interacting with a melusine (perhaps it was even carole) & seeing that side of him triggered a bittersweet memory in vautrin's mind. the evident care and affection neuvi displayed for the melusines reminded him of how he adored his little sister. anyone who could care so strongly for such kind, innocent beings clearly had a good heart, and therefore deserved his unyielding loyalty.

though at first he found neuvi hard to read, vautrin eventually learns the subtleties in neuvi's expressions or tone of voice & is able to understand his thoughts and feelings more than others who work alongside him. whilst others might see his stoicism as him being cold / detached, vautrin knows better.

following from that, he absolutely finds subtle ways of explaining human behaviour to neuvi when he thinks the iudex is confused about something. vautrin is aware neuvi isn't an ordinary human (though he doesn't care what he is) & so he does what he can to help him assimilate more smoothly into society. (i also think vautrin would help teach him things if neuvi ever asked-)

and now for the big one.... vautrin was absolutely in love with neuvi, but he was also In Denial about it. even if he wasn't, he would never have done anything about it (unless invited to, which he believes is an impossibility). romance was never at the forefront of his mind: still so shaken by the loss of his sister so young, he threw himself into work and closed off his heart to any kind of relationships, romantic or otherwise. carole managed to worm her way in first; then neuvi. carole's death & the fallout that followed closed him off again for a time. vautrin never really accepted his feelings himself until long after he was sent to the Fortress*

(*this is my general hc for him; open to discussion if you have any Thoughts on this!)

#apocryphis #;forever yelling into the abyss (ooc) #( i live for beisht being a menace to neuvi ) #( and vautrin just makes me so sad ;_; )

[reginrokkr]

Truth be said, Dáinsleif did not know what to expect upon encountering the sovereign of waters. It isn't foreign to him the knowledge that dragons detested humans and light— not because any were harmful to them except when they warred against one another, but because they reminded them of the Saint Usurper that took from them what was once theirs: this world. For that reason, he wouldn't be surprised if the dragon in the shape of human decided to ignore him or throw words of resent his way.

What he didn't anticipate is not only that he would acknowledge his presence, but whisper through hushed words sentiments of pity, perhaps even sorrow or sympathy for the beast that has become the primary topic of their conversation— almost as if there is shame in even feeling that way or even daring to voice it out.

Dark clouds augur rain and the fallen seraph nearly pushes away the motive he has come here to urge him to speak about this elsewhere, lest the contaminated rain —result of the yet to fade defilement's pollution in this world— becomes a more urgent matter to concern themselves about. One drop falls, followed by another, prompting starry gaze to rise and notice that the water is crystal clear. Sapphire glaciers drop to his rising hand thereafter to check a water drop resting atop the palm of his hand and realize that, indeed, it lacks the contamination he would expect. Like in Mondstadt with bloody rain and in Sumeru with pitch black.

◜...◞ Dáinsleif falls into quiescent contemplation as he rises his gaze to look at the dragon before him anew, eyes narrowing for a fraction in wonder. Is it possible that he...? ◜It is not the first time I witness it with these eyes of mine. So yes, I do.◞ His head nods in further confirmation of wisdom to be transmitted and shared as a means to present as a fact emotions he finds hard to connect with— but not to understand. Thus he turns his head to the distant east, where Mondstadt's location should be. ◜Mondstadt was victim of such creature not long ago. A dragon who found beauty in the land of wind and believed it found a friend and was playing with it, when in reality destruction and defilement was created with the flap of its wings.◞

Seraphic attention returns to meet the back of the sovereign in name, now no different than every other man like himself. ◜Neither Durin or Elynas are at fault, but of an unkind mother that entrapped their soul in a body created with dark arts that makes them be that way.◞ Nevertheless, neither of this matters. They could dwell in the unfairness of innocent souls turned into monsters for eternity, yet none of it would help a more urgent state of affairs that can unleash a butterfly effect on more than a country or living being, should this situation stay unchecked— including him. Thus ultimately Dáinsleif comes a step closer to the man, but not more than that: he knows how to exercise precaution both for himself and the other, he hasn't forgotten about his own condition as half a monster.

◜The crisis Fontaine is facing must be resolved, Hydro Dragon.◞

Continued from ✦ || @maquiscursed

#apocryphis #◟༺✦༻◞ lament of a fallen seraph ┊thread.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ sapphire flames in their wake ┊ic.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ τόμος ζ: ενδιάμεση της ανθοφορίας┊way of the prophet.┊ #I'm so excited for this! #Dain is between shocked and at a loss #because he didn't expect him to be that way #and because he forced himself to harden #because he used to be too emotional #and /still/ is #but for the sake of moving forward #he had to shed part of that #so the corruption wouldn't affect him further 😔

[duelmarks]

@apocryphisㅤ:ㅤㅤ❝ I'm not good with sarcasm. If you don’t like me, just say it. ❞ㅤ( from Aventurine )

ㅤㅤAMIDST THE BUSTLING NIGHT LIFE, where the clinking of casino chips harmonized with hushed conversations and the rhythmic pulse of slot machines, he finally caught up to his long sought target. To misfits such as them, this environment was familiar territory, the air humming with excitement and every hand dealt carrying a RISK OF DECEIT. It was only natural to uphold a poker face when surrounded by liars and cheats, lest this place devoured you whole.

ㅤㅤ❝ Here I was thinkin' you had a knack for it, what with them pretty eyes of yours and all, ❞ㅤhe remarks casually, leaning against the bar with one elbow resting atop the edge of the counter. Yet in spite of his playful taunt, Boothill cared little for shallowness, nor prejudice based on looks alone — no doubt the man before him had heard it so often that it slid off him like water now, and therefore, the intend was to tease rather than provoke a reaction. Besides, his judgement was founded upon one's actions , not the cards life handed to you. Unfortunately, he still detested THE ACTIONS OF THE IPC.

ㅤㅤ❝ If you can't tell sarcasm from a hole in the ground, then I reckon you're in for a heap of trouble in these parts. ❞ㅤHis lips remain upturned, but the subtle narrowing of his gaze betrays the lack of genuine amusement. And this time, when he leans in closer, THE SHARP GLINT in his eye serves as an unspoken warning.ㅤ❝ And one of these days, your luck's gonna run out. ❞

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.ㅤ( CLOSED )

#apocryphis #[ boothill vc: sleep with one eye open ] #interaction tbt. #* 𖥠 QUEUE.

[astrxlfinale]

meta + numby --

Ven not only do I love u all the more for this, but the depth of their companionship needs to be recognized.

Numby, Caelus wholly believes is one of the most misunderstood entities in the cosmos. Sans Topaz of course, for that's his favorite human, an unbreakable bond made.

Part of the Trailblazer has to wonder however, does she know the potential she raised?

NUMBY. Eater of Worlds? A trotter that finds wealth in no simple display of desire, but simply for Topaz's benefit? Someone who can sniff through the fabrics of reality, to ensure dangerous is avoided and boons are found? He believes, that the void within isn't talked about often enough. For the superior might that rests within that Trotter's veins is a quality he intends to ensure is recognized.

Their friendship is made by means that Caelus genuinely finds not off putting but bizarre in nature. For you see, out of everyone he's met, without a doubt, this galactic travelling Trotter may see him for who he truly is beyond all else. Between the squeaks, the oinks and the many times they'd share a seats at a bar, it's always been the deep topics that come from Numby.

Conversations involving Aeonic forces, the hidden avenues of the cosmos, the great Trotter overpopulation in some star systems, conversations about their ARMIES that still wait for his return. Even then, how he's on a path of letting the inner strife they feel to be relinquished to the void itself. For if there was a path that Numby managed to gain alignment with, it'd be a rarity, none other than the Nihility.

Something Caelus has never seen before in his goddamn life.

He'll never forget that conversation in Belobog that he's shared with them.

How amidst the coal, the geomarrow, the weight of the situation surrounding them? Numby met him with those eyes? Face? Then proceeded to tell them that Life is Ultimately Meaningless.

Who would've known the creed of the Self-Annihilator was ran within their veins.

@apocryphis

#apocryphis #| Shuttle Mail #| meme #She has every damn right to question them LMAO #Sharing glasses of the finest vodkas together

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Hermaeus Mora: Stop being depressed about the past. You can’t change it.

Hermaeus Mora: Start being depressed about the future, because you can’t change that either.

#hermaeus mora #daedric princes #apocryphis #nerevar queue and star #incorrect quotes #incorrect elder scrolls #incorrect skyrim quotes #tes #the elder scrolls #skyrim #the elder scrolls v: skyrim #source: twitter

[everlastiingiimmortals]

click. click. click. three times the trigger goes, three times an empty barrel at the end of the hammer. the scales of fate and luck have judged again, and aventurine walks away unharmed once more. hollow gaze remains fixed on his interlocutor; and unperturbed smile only twists into a faint chuckle. slowly, gloved hand lets go of ratio's and of the revolver; leaving only the scholar to hold the barrel pointed directly at his heart. "now that we have re-established the broad lines of this business affair of ours, the choice is yours, dear doctor. we can go our separate ways - you can even pull that trigger one more time for your own amusement, if you so wish..." ah, now that is an interesting wager too. would he do it? will he do it? "... or we can resume our business. i must say i tremendously enjoy working with you, you know. i would be greatly disappointed to see such a fruitful partnership come to an end."

Inbox Call! | @apocryphis

Click. Click. Click. Three times the trigger goes, and countless times more the consecutive, rhythmic noise echoes in Ratio's head. Aventurine's hand leaves his and he remains frozen, rooted to the spot. The texture of Aventurine's glove persists, as if imprinted against Ratio's skin, scratchy and uncomfortable despite the fine quality and surely excessively expensive leather of the article. A desire to scrub his skin raw and bleeding but free from the sensation bubbles up and he tenses, subconsciously, the line of his jaw hardening as he clenches his teeth.

There is no way to hide the discomfort, bordering on distress, on his pale face, try as he might to mask it with a trademark scowl. The barrel of the gun remains pressed to Aventurine's chest for three seconds, five, ten. A tremor runs through his finger, clammy, as he lifts it from the trigger. There is no way Aventurine wouldn't notice, he is confident of that fact, but there is a sliver of hope that he does not look down at the gun anyway.

The clicking echo lingers against his eardrums.

It is only when he thumbs the safety back on and pulls the gun away from the Stoneheart's chest — when the threat is gone — that blood rushes back into his fingers; he had been gripping the gun too hard. He could have very well killed the other man if he'd squeezed tight enough. His face suddenly grows hot with anger and adrenaline, leaving his hands colder than before. "Only you would find amusement in such a gamble," he hisses, shoulders raising. The goosebumps remain, his own pulse too loud in his ears, a distinct knot forming under his diaphragm —

Breathe, Veritas.

Ratio closes his eyes and inhales, deep, before roughly shoving the flat of the gun into Aventurine's chest with enough force to push him backward. What a sick man. His glare returns, burning and indignation swirling in the gold of his eyes as he snaps, "hurry up." He wants to sear the skin of his hand off. "I'm listening."

#ask to tag #//an answer sought; (ASK) #apocryphis #//everlasting; (IC) #//cogito ergo sum; (RATIO) #OUUUFUUFHFFH THE AMOUNT OF FUCKING D I S T R E S S AVENTURINE JUST PUT RATIO UNDER #LAWD #CHEWING ON THIS BTW

[csial]

your  name: neuvillette / leviathan.

your age: does it truly matter with our respective longevities?

your perfect date: date? well, i suppose somewhere near the water would suit us both quite nicely. i am not yet very familiar with the sea of clouds - perhaps you would consider showing me the depths that you have called home for so many years?

make out in private or in public?: [static dragon brain noises, please reboot]

do you like to cuddle?: i - well, hm... i cannot say i have given it much thought. [reboot in progress, do not turn off the dragon] is this what mortals usually include in those celebrations...?

tell me something about you: what can i say that you wouldn't already know about me... oh, have i told you about my recent foray in ceramics?

why do you want to be my valentine?: it is my understanding that this day is a day of celebration. i thought it appropriate to reach out to a companion i have not seen in quite a long time. we have more than a few centuries to make up for, i think.

"Well now, consider me surprised, Neuvillette. Pleasantly so..."

There is a smile that lingers upon the lips of the vortex's overlord as a bluish hue tinges his cheeks. He finds himself quite fond of the other, particularly so with some of these answers. "You are right, we do have some centuries to make up for..." A hum is given, chin perching on knuckles as he stretches into a recline.

"Consider the application accepted... now do tell me more of this ceramic work...?" Oh there's a fondness there in Osial's gaze. One that's far more telling than it ought to be, but he has always worn his heart on his sleeve.

#apocryphis #ic. the sea does not like to be restrained / dash games. #( osial when he saw this in the inbox: :o ) #( dw neuvi osial will let u test cuddling to give it the necessary thought. ) #( ty for sending i thought this was cute dkjdskh )

[aventvrina]

@apocryphis

The night before a job is the most calm Aventurine will ever be. As the head of the Non-Performing Asset Liquidation team, the expectations on him are high, especially after the current assignment that he was handed. But that is no reason for him to be bothered about it. As someone who's used to great gambles, a job this complicated is but a small feat compared to stunts he normally pulls. Plus, negotiating with the Family was a lost cause, he was already prepared to have to go to great lengths for his plan to work out.

He had been casually nursing a drink when he notices a familiar face passing by.

"Ah! Topaz."

"Are you going to ignore your boss? Don't be so cold my friend."

He was bored out of his mind trying to pass time. Certainly his co-worker could offer some much needed entertainment before calling in for the night. They still had to wrap up their talk from Belobog even if he knew that the other wasn't exactly keen on getting scolded. But it was for her own good.

"Come, join me. This glass feels awfully lonely."

#apocryphis #apocryphis: topaz 1; #(hope this is okay!)

[lunaetis]

@apocryphis asked :

" ... what would it take to convince you to show me?" aventurine asks, gleaming eyes attentively observing delicate features where nothing but utmost honesty ever seems to shine (how does she survive like this, he wonders, before remembering that honesty is always best served when one has an uncanny talent for differentiating truth from lies). "this ability of yours you mentioned. i'd never heard of anything like it before - i'm afraid i'm getting terribly curious." about this ability, about her (this might become a problem. he files it under his list of potential issues to keep an eye on). gloved fingers reach, and twine around a lock of raven hair, a pensive hum resonating in his chest. "and i have yet to decide if that is a good thing or not."

inbox call. || always accepting

─「银月」─  the ROVER didn't personally go out of her way to keep her ability a secret. perhaps, if it had been normal circumstances, she wouldn't be averse to have anyone witness that she was the vessel of sound and how much she was able to take in subject of absorbing the echoes left behind. however, the current circumstances she had found herself in was the furthest away from normal, if she would describe it personally. that was probably why she even had to consider keeping it a secret despite how she normally would not. and to him, of all people ? she could hear a certain lady telling her to say never. ( oh, how topaz would be so disappointed that she even consider telling him if she knew. )

                his question was warranted. yinyue lifted her head, AUREATE meeting his unique colored hues as she blinked up at him. his curiosity shone brightly within those eyes, laced within each syllable he had uttered. a quiet blink as she STARED, allowing the wave of his voice to weave through the air. the rover had begun to get used to his wavelength, noting how she was able to discern the characteristic of his voice from others even among the unfiltered noises.

                was it due to the fact that he had thrown many challenges her way in regards to what truth and lies she could tell apart ? the DECEPTIVE TRUTH and honest lies she humored him and this curiosity of his. the focus that shifted to the POWER she had lying underneath her veins. the golden energy hummed quietly as she kept her gaze locked to his. no traces of lies, this time. it wasn't even half-truth. he was being honest. she didn't flinch away as his hand reached out to play with her dark locks. her head canted slightly.

                " you're not sure if it's a good thing or not ? do you mean my ability or the fact that you're curious about it ? " perhaps both, but she wasn't too pressed to know the ANSWER to that question. curiosity was, after all, a double-edged sword, but given his personality and his penchant for TAKING RISKS, she couldn't really blame him. back to his original inquiry, and yinyue actually took a moment to ponder it. she made no effort to HIDE the fact that she was considering what would be a good compensation to it. the true extent of being a VESSEL OF SOUND was still unknown, but there were areas she could potentially show him. she knew he had seen her absorb a small echo before, and her brief mention of the term vessel of sound must've piqued his interest. after a moment of silence, she finally spoke.

                " tell me something about you. " the words hung in the air for a moment longer, before she intercepted his train of thoughts. " before you say anything — no, i do not mean a secret that would be considered useful in a transaction or business sense, nor a kind of information that is useful during negotiation. " she knew how his mind works when it comes to measurement of value or the PRICE of things. lies, leverages, advantages, manipulations, they were all fair games in his mind. that wasn't what she wanted, however.

                " i know you deem an information or a secret to be valuable depending on what you could get out of it. but those type of secret would be worthless to me as i don't plan to use it against you. " which she didn't. what he viewed as priceless to him could be worth nothing to her. amber orbs were kept locked to his dual-colored hues all throughout her explanation. she said it so matter-of-factly like she was speaking about something so obvious. as usual, no hint of lies. she had no reasons to, after all. why would she plan to use anything against him ?

                " i don't need a leverage on you, i want one truth about you that'd be useless in deal striking but useful if i want to know about the person i'm looking at. " she was going to give him a secret that could very well be used against her, while requesting something that could not be used against him. one would deem her mad. naïve, perhaps ? but that wasn't it. that was indeed something she considered valuable. a truth about a person.

                " how about a memory ? " as someone who was searching for her own memory, a piece of his would be a treasure while being utterly useless for business. so he had nothing to worry about.

                " it's a fair trade, don't you think ? "

#apocryphis #.answered #.[ yinyue | rover ] #.aventurine.yinyue tag #[ i'll find a tag for them later bUT THIS ASK HAD BEEN COOKING IN MY HEAD THE WHOLE DAY #and i don't even know if i deliver it right bUT I TRIED #I HOPE IT MAKES SENSE WHAT SHE'S GETTING AT HERE #i love the contrast of her offering something he can use against her for something she cannot ( and will not ) use against him #hammering that CONTRASTING DIFFERENCES BETWEEN THE TWO OF THEM #THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE #srsly i actually get a good glimpse of yinyue's thought process while writing it & i'm LOVING IT #i'm foreshadowing a LOT here but yup hERE WE GO ] #.[ of all the lies i have heard; yours was the only one i kept: aventurine & yinyue ]

[reginrokkr]

@apocryphis asked: [ 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 ] : receiver hears sender calling their name while asleep. (from nahida, and could be either nahida hearing dain call for her, or dain hearing her call for him, whichever is most ic for dain!)

Bearers of innocence are known for being unable to die, might as they try. The reason for this incapacity is none other than the lack of complex feelings established in their psyche that makes them perceive the world around them in whites or black, the in between, a sea of colors. Such statement would hold the truest for children, but so does for Aranara regardless of the wisdom they may come to acquire over countless of moons since their birth as a seed.

And it is through reacquainting himself with them as what few reminisce as Golden Nara and others know by tales told meant to be preserved, and fighting alongside them once again in order to keep Marana at bay that Bough Keeper knows the time has come. Stalling Marana, uprooting it and vanquishing it will be only a temporary solution to the ailment that threatens to shower Sumeru anew as Eleazar did the first time lest something is done to prevent it while they have time. If that comes to past, a domino effect is bound to occur, the biggest being the fall of the Sovereign of Dendro whom slumbers under dunes of sand that used to be verdant fields. Her demise naught short of a nuclear bomb of dendro to overflow over the rest of Teyvat and break the natural balance betwixt elements.

But they still have time, and one of them must be the bravest.

◜Bu'er.◞ Long ago has it been since the last time they had a direct conversation in this manner, where both of them allow their psyche to connect once again and see each other in an otherwise pitch black realm of the mind— all byproduct of their unique connection to an even greater network source in this world that brings them together... and Dáinsleif's own with her predecessor. Or rather, her past self in the previous samsara. No matter how much time may come to pass, Dáinsleif knows she listens. She always does— partly due to the misfortune that very few if any would talk to her directly.

◜Reluctant as I am to be bearer of bad news, the time has come. And time waits for no one.◞ For even for long-living beings as them, the changes of the world will not cease from happening. Albescent lashes flutter close to meditate a few moments his next words. Be that as it may, that doesn't change the fact that the God of Dendro has been reduced to nothing in the minds of many whom either believe in Rhukkadevata still or something else. An orchestrated plan that will lead to nothing but catastrophe if it continues its destined route with nobody to interfere. The one who must interfere first is her and her alone. ◜...I am deeply aware that it is easier said than done, but a chain of undesirable events are bound to occur if it isn't stopped. Should that come to pass, not even you would be able to do anything against it.◞

Namely the fall of the Devourer of Gods if she isn't given the freedom she necessitates to act before it is too late.

◜It may be terrifying... and you may be exposed to even cruder truths than what you know. But there are those whom only need to be tipped in the right direction to go with the flow leading to your eventual release, those that will believe in you at the smallest proof of your existence and your reassurance that you never abandoned them.◞ Unlike lies spread about her, about her incompetence and the need to let inept sages do an even worse job than she herself would if she were allowed to grow naturally among people. If there is one caged god that can do miracles in a state of enclosure, it is her. Even more paradoxical yet, one last breath of inspiration from a non-believer: ◜I have faith in you.◞

Because... if there is anyone who understands the importance of stepping in and healing Irminsul, it is you. If there is anyone who never gave up on her people even if many of them already did, it is you. If there is anyone who can pick up a failed attempt at purifying Irminsul entirely where She left it...

It is you.

#apocryphis #◟༺✦༻◞ spirit of greenery life and wisdom ┊nahida → apocryphis.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ what use has the veil of falsehood? ┊ask.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ sapphire flames in their wake ┊ic.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ τόμος θ: λυκόφως οι θεοί που πέφτουν┊advent of ragnarök.┊ #not me setting the grounds for our coming interactions with your Al-Haitham #and getting emotional in the meanwhile as I think #about how poorly N.ahida viewed herself #despite how worthy she is #but also— I'd love to see them having some conversations one day #Dain talking about a future that apparently N.ahida can't see #and treats as ultimate knowledge #or maybe for this in particular they already had those conversations #one day I'll be a little braver about Dain's Visionary traits

[yunarise]

@apocryphis liked. | Bonanus for Xiao.

A dull thud resounds as Bonanus places down a steaming pot of something on the table in front of them. It smells vaguely of fish, which makes the green-ish color of the dish all the more suspicious-looking. "So," Bonanus starts. "I was given this...offering. Any thoughts on what to do with it?"

#apocryphis #––– ❛ threads 【 bonanus. 】 #this plot bunny struck me randomly #i hope it works lol