#answers ( aedus )

[rubiesintherough]

“You can tolerate more than any man I’ve ever known. Now, why is that?“ Abby for any muse

@vengeancefcrged

" Many years... many chances to practice. " It was dry humor to thinly veil the frustration and pain that caused the phoenix's teeth to clench tightly. " I would rather this not continue to be one of those chances, if you please... "

[vengeancefcrged]

@rubiesintherough / aedus sent a meme.

“Please, point a gun at me if it helps you relax.”

"I don't need you fucking permission, I'm the one with the gun," she snapped, the gun held steady, aimed mid chest at the stranger, finger ready to slip to the trigger in a heartbeat or less. There wasn't supposed to be anybody here, this was one of a half dozen safe houses that she and the other Firefly remnants had set up on the outskirts of Seattle. It was supposed to be a place that she could get away from everyone and clear her head, let herself just think or -- or maybe, not think. She should've shot him already, should've shot him on sight. "You're not supposed to be here," Abby retorted, her tone accusatory, and angry, cheeks red with upset and the cold.

[outlawfcrged]

@rubiesintherough / aedus sent a meme.

"Listen, I'm not here to cause trouble." ( aedus. he lied like a lying liar who lies. fireirb is always looking for trouble )

"That's weird, cause the flashing neon sign hanging over your head that screams danger magnet and trouble walking seems to imply otherwise." The smirk that grazed her lips belied the dry sarcasm that tinted the words, a glance given towards the bartender, to flag them down for a drink for the newcomer. Not that she wasn't just as much a walking trouble magnet, but that's what made her run in's with Aedus all the more .... entertaining? "Been a while since you showed up to get me shot at, anything I should know?"

[lifefcrged]

@rubiesintherough / aedus sent a meme.

[ FORMAL ]  ―  for sender to tie receiver’s wrists together with their tie

It never fails to elicit a shiver down her spine, watching him tug the luxurious strip of fabric from the collar of his shirt, the way his eyes gleamed with that moment of anticipation and desire when he turned his attention to her, the tie tangled between his fingers. There was a sliver of something else, of something cold and fearful, an echo of another life, that threatened to rise, but the warmth in his gaze melted it into nothing but a flicker. A shadow. She'd watched him endure the hours of attention, of questions and idle, prattling conversation at the dinner hosted by the hospital's board members. Watched him smile, and indulge the hosts and her coworkers, because he'd known what it meant to her, to not have to endure it alone.

She stepped closer to him, before he could discard the tie and continue with disrobing, a light touch against his hand to halt his movements. A shift of her hands, wrists presented upwards, fingers half curled in to her palms, her gaze dances, almost shyly, to meet his. An offering, if he wants to take it.

[fightfcrged]

@rubiesintherough/ aedus sent a meme.

“Things are pretty desperate, I’m afraid.“

''Fraid that doesn't really narrow it down much, given ...." His words trailed off, and he peered around him for a moment in general, if brief, contemplation of the world as a whole. "Well. This shit hole hasn't exactly improved much in the last thirty years, we'll just say that." He let out a sigh, fingers rubbing at the nape of his neck as he cast his attention back to the man who ... he was pretty sure had introduced himself earlier when they'd first met, but he'd be damned if he could remember it now. "Something in specific you're concerned about, friend?" That was a loose turn of phrase, but it was better than most things Joel called people these days.

[crownedinsin]

~ @rubiesintherough || ❛ at every moment in our life, we have one foot in a fairytale & the other in the abyss. ❜ ( aedus ) ~

"Speak for yourself - I much prefer to keep myself grounded in the abyss." Lucifer's unsure if he's ever really bought into the idea of fairytales. Mostly because the villain in them is oftentimes modelled after his own demise. Maybe before? Then again, he's so far removed from the angel he was then that he can't really claim to know what that version of the Morningstar would've thought.

"Fairytales are for children and naive adults."

[drkroots]

@rubiesintherough said: “There are more things possible on this earth than you could ever dream of.” ( aedus / joshua )

          supernatural & paranormal sentences

               Former hunter knew just how hellaciously vast the world was and there was a time when he was being raised to identify and kill every known species of non-human there was. But luckily for him, he was able to escape what was essentially a cult and was able to shed that mindset of everything non-human being evil. But then if they were all good people, he probably wouldn't have the scars all over face to prove otherwise.

Cane was tapped against feet as he leant against bench with guide dog by his side, him going forward with playing the boring mundane human façade. "Considering what the world's going through now with a whole entire world learning about a society they never knew they existed... I think we're all gonna be learning real quickly."

[firebirby]

rubiesintherough asked: ❛ today simply isn’t your day, is it? ❜ ( aedus )

TODAY HAD BEEN BEYOND DREADFUL. FIRST A CAKE HAD BURNED, then she'd fallen down the stairs and had broken her favourite mug in doing so and now she'd set off one of her triggers in trying to run herself a bath. If anything, she'd just wanted to relax after the first two things but now, she was on the bathroom floor curled up in a ball with tears falling down her cheeks.

She just wanted to be normal. Why was it so hard for her to be that? Normal. Her arms tightened around her knees as tears flooded and her features contorted. Her chest hurt from the panic that surged through her being. Her Aquaphobia ruled over her life more than her regression did and she just longed for it to go away, to not make her so much of a burden anymore.

She must have screamed out at some point within her panic, though she was not entirely sure when that had been. Then again, she often became blinded to it all when her mind raced with the memories of being trapped in a tiny box with no escape and an ocean of water slowly filling the small area around her. It took her a moment to register that Aedus had come in and found her, evidently alerted by her scream or something at least. But his voice was ever-calming. He was her safety net and she quickly scuttled across the tiled floor and into his arms, curling herself up even tighter as her face buried into his chest and her fingers curled into his shirt with a tight grip.

She tried to be independent. She longed for the independence and not having to rely on others so much but after this third event of the day, she found herself pulling back internally. She didn't want to be an adult anymore ~ she didn't want to face all of the panic and upset. She sniffled and inhaled shakily in an attempt to calm herself down, luckily Aedus's scent helped. Familiar; associated with safeness. He was her caregiver now, and her fiancé. She knew that she could slip back and he'd still look after her and protect her. " I --- I just wanted a baths... "

Emerald eyes slowly flicked upward and peered at him, her face a picture of child-like sadness as her bottom lip quivered. The faucet still ran in the background with a small mountain of bubbles slowly beginning to rise above the rim of the bath, but she did not care about that right now. She was trying her best to get over everything wrong that had happened throughout the day, get over the panic attack that running the bath had brought on. " C --- Can you join me...? Please? "

@rubiesintherough various sentence starters / accepting.

[fiirstnephalem]

rubiesintherough asked: "You’re in a rather odd mood today." ( aedus )

HE'D NOTICED THAT? Well, she supposed that there was no point trying to keep herself hidden now then. It was something that she had never been good at when it came to those closest to her. She could mask certain emotions and states, but this was perhaps a little different than her usual need to hide how little she'd slept, or how much she needed to busy her mind.

Perhaps the fact that she was donning one of Wraith's shirts was the first clue and that she wasn't at work was the second. The biggest was perhaps the platinum band that lay up on the table before her as she ate her brunch. " Did Phen send you to check up on me or get the scoop? She's good at figuring me out... but then she is my baby sister. " A fond hint of laughter slipped from her lips as she spoke. She knew that Phen cared deeply about everyone, especially her, Aedus, and Anya. " How would you go about asking your very reserved and quiet boyfriend to be more than your boyfriend? --- How would you tell them that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with them? "

They'd been together for quite some time now, and Sima had not felt as she did fo Wraith, for well over an aeon. But Wraith was also different. He was so much more than the loves she'd had and experienced in the past. With him, there was something far deeper that she could not explain. " Aedus... I love him, beyond anything... I could not imagine a life without Wraith in it. "

@rubiesintherough romancing mr bridgerton quotes / accepting.

[strawberista]

⚅ — @rubiesintherough asked: — ⚅

⚅ — “A good man is hard to find, so I consider myself very lucky to have found a great one. Would you care to be my Valentine?” ( aedus, also offering flowers, bc reasons ) — ⚅

Valentine's Day Starters

— ★ ⚄ ★ —

Hanekoma's heart hammered hard in his chest, a feeling he'd grown so accustomed to at this point that it almost felt like his natural heartbeat, at least when he was around Aedus. The phoenix had a way of drawing his emotions tight on a string, have the angel melting at his feet, wanting desperately to kiss his hand. That was the way of things for the two of them now, Hanekoma a soft puppet in the hands of his sorrowful, hopeful, beautiful firebird, but even with all of that, this was different.

It was almost like... A confession. Could he dare to dream as much? Was Aedus really saying what Hanekoma thought he was saying? Should he fall into Aedus's arms? Should they kiss...?

No no, he shouldn't be silly. It was just a poem waiting to take root on his lips, a moment of fire raking up the coals in his heart to stroke the flames burning his whole body. He couldn't allow himself to fall victim to the impish wiles of his heart. Couldn't allow himself to seek out poetry where the moment stood but a mere illusion.

Instead he smiled fondly, determined to steel himself against his own heart, and he slowly took the flowers into his hands, "A'course I will, Hinotori. I'm a little surprised ya find yourself so lonely, but I don't mind spending time with ya. You know I... Always love your company... Did ya have anything in mind for us? We could take a platonic date out to a nice restaurant or... Ah, but I better hear your ideas first, yeah?"

[fortitudina]

rubiesintherough asked: "When was the last time you actually got some rest?" ( aedus / anya )

WOULD IT BE WISE OF her to attempt to bluff her way through his question? Perhaps not, but Anya was stubborn. Unlike her mother, she held a feisty undertone ~ that wasn't to say that her mother didn't have one too, but Anya hadn't endured the amount of pain and trauma that her mother had.

That, however, was not to say that things still didn't stress on her mind enough to warrant not sleeping for periods of time. Most girls who were the age that she appeared, spent their time out partying; drinking and dancing their nights away, without a care in the world before going to classes on little to no sleep. Anya, however, was at home. Whilst she delved into various studies, helping her mother with the bakery and moments of regression was a bigger priority. She never truly minded it, but there were times where she did worry, and where she felt rather inadequate or isolated.

She'd met Aedus in the kitchen when he'd questioned her. She hadn't really been expecting anyone, but it seemed he was awake too. She stood silent for a moment or two, her hands coming to settle upon her hips as she averted her gaze. Hopefully, if she didn't look directly at him, she could get away with blagging her way out of the questioning situation. A deep breath was taken and with it, her tongue brushed over her lips. " I slept a few hours last night... It was a bit broken, but it's still rest, right? " She'd not really slept in several days, aside from the odd hour here or there, but she liked her alone time as much as she liked her time spent with her mother and Aedus. It gave her time to decompress and to just do something she wanted to do, be that drawing or reading.

@rubiesintherough cant find the meme / not accepting.

[rubiesintherough]

“Do you know how to properly care for the injured? You just don’t look very qualified, no offense” (Zoe for Aedus)

@thebrazenandbold

" Certainly not... My knowledge of that sort of thing ends at the dark ages, I'm afraid. " Muttered softly as he could, lest his unfortunate 'patients' hear. He was the last person to entrust with this. Yet, he still rolled his sleeves up. He was one of the few left standing after the chaos... not unscathed, but already mostly mended. Faster than anyone else here had a hope to. And that meant this responsibility was one he needed to take on. Plenty who needed help. Concentration furrowed his brow as he leaned forward, wincing at the painfully injured limb splayed out in front of him. Poor soul it was attached to, his groans were horrible, and Aedus could only offer him a consoling pat on the least bruised area of the stranger's arm. " However, it would seem I am the best option for the moment, here. Until real help arrives... " If they arrived. But, he didn't dare voice that particular thought. These people needed hope. "If you're not too badly hurt, could you lend me a hand and see if there is anything to use for bandages? "

[karlachismylife]

HELLO JUJU !!! ✨ - 🧠 - 🍀 for Ved'ma !!

HELLO NEKRO thank you for stopping by for the game!!!

[this OC ask game here]

✨- How did you come up with the OC’s name?

So, first of all, her name she goes by currently is Marusya "Ved'ma" Royeva (Marusya is a deivative from Maria and "Ved'ma" means "witch"), and we also know her previous alias, Ellie. Coming up with the name had been a retrospective journey lol so bear with me, I'll yap.

So first, as I touched here, I just used a nickname of one of the loves of my life. I simply used it, because she (the real life Witch) is always on my mind + it's a pretty effective nickname for an angry woman, you know, the horror empowerment of witchcraft and all that. Then I decided to make parallels with the Emerald City books, and that's how I concluded before becoming an angry, bitter, vengeful Ved'ma this OC was a wicked witch's counterpart, a trusting, hopeful girl Ellie (this is a Dorothy-analog character in our interpretation of Wizard of Oz). Considering that an airstrike my OC got under is the point of no return in her transformation from Ellie to Ved'ma, I think it's neat (the flying wagon that killed Wicked Witch of the East was also an airstrike of sorts, and Wicked Witch of the West in our books had an army of flying monkeys).

But the lore of my OC says, she took her current name from a fallen comrade she was in love with, so since that fallen girl already was wearing a nickname of one of loves of my life, I just combined (and tweaked a bit) names of two girls I loved to get her full name. And now she is Marusya Royeva. There's an additional layer of meaning in the surname, because Roy (Рой) means "swarm", like a swarm of bees, and Ved'ma's real power lies in camraderie and unity.

I still don't know what her real name, before she took someone else's, was. I am so good at this.

🍀 - What originally inspired the OC?

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC?

[both answered here], but I will add that I think Ved'ma is what I would want to be if I had a little more spine and was a little more like my sister.

Thank you so much for sending an ask Nekro!!! We still need more Aedus content, just so you know. We yearn, comrade!!!

[schmxl]

@rubiesintherough asked " what did you do ? " ( aedus )

he lifted his icy gaze, blinking a few times before the corners of his lips quirked upward in the slightest. ❝ well, as you can see... there's a body on the ground. with blood surrounding it. ❞ he spoke up and tilted his head. ❝ ---- why ask a stupid question if you know the answer to it? ❞

[lifefcrged]

send me   ‘ 😏 ’   and my muse will honestly answer the following q’s: ( aedus )

How physically attracted they are to your muse

VERY. like, very very. when they first met she immediately thought he was ridiculously handsome. especially because he has an old world style to him in his mannerisms and dress that was a throw back to her days when she was a little girl pining and wondering what her future dreamy noble husband was going to look like ..... so. yeah. it's only gotten worse the more time they spend together. he's hot. so very very hot.

How romantically attracted they are to your muse

again, very. while she doesn't withhold affection of any kind that she feels towards him, she has kind of just side stepped starting an conversations that delve into something that defines their relationship because she doesn't want to risk losing what they have now.

How often they would like to have sex with yours. 

yes. just, yes. whenever. as often as he wants. literally. unless she's actually physically worn out from having to do some healing and or actually recovering from healing someone's wounds or hurt herself to the point that she's not physically able, yes.

Where they would most likely have sex with yours 

she's not exactly shy and has a thrill seeking side so pretty much anywhere he wants but a lot of times its at her home or his home ... or in the car. or maybe in her office if he comes by the hospital. but yeah. wherever.

Whether they think yours would be  “good”  in bed 

um, yeah. he is as much a sucker for pleasing his partner as she is for pleasing hers so ... if there's ever any problems it lies in them trying to figure out if they're doing something they think the other person wants but the other person may not really want to they've just misread the room but yeah. even before their first sexual encounter, with his build, his hands, his eyes, the way he moved, the way he watches people and observes them, she had every inkling he'd be more than good in bed.

What titles / nicknames my muse would like to call yours during sex

she calls him aedus, love, angel, darling etc. mostly his name. sometimes sir if that's the mood for the encounter.

Up to 3 kinks they would like to explore with yours  ( with consent of course )

wax play, blade play / blood play, edging / orgasm control... but again, she's pretty much down for whateer.

What sort of sex they’d prefer to have with yours  ( slow & sensual, quickie, etc. )

slow and sensual is one she's weak for because she doesn't always have the chance for trusting, soft encounters. but also, quick and rough shod half clothed quickies in places that could be problematic ... yeah she's weak for that too.

What type of relationship my muse would like to form with yours. ( typical couple, friends with benefits, etc. )

they are anything but typical but definitely lovers, friends, friendship that would extend beyond if one of them no longer wanted to have a sexual component of the relationship though that seems unlikely, long distance friendship if one of them had to move, still with feelings but a reasonable adult understanding of things don't always work and not wanting to tie the other down if they have to move away because of danger or work or whatever, always open to reconnection, maybe even bordering on soulmates eventually.

[not-sure-what-im-feeling]

Complimentary

Inspired by talking to @thegoldenduckie and her art of orange side, so that’s the design I had in mind when writing it.

Tags

Logan and orange being buds, slight Logan angst, hurt/comfort, and I might add more tags? I’m not good at tagging

Word count: 710

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Reblog if you enjoyed it! I might add more, and I’ve considered adding a tag list of people want that

Logan huffed as he sat down in his room, the exhaustion of his failures weighing on him after only just sinking out from the living room. That day had been especially draining, what with his futile attempts to get the others to listen to anything he said. It was akin to being run over, over and over again, with no one trying to help you. You try to tell people, you try to have the person running you over listen, but no one does. They listen to the person in the driver’s seat. They don’t want to pay you any mind. Why would they? To them, you’re nothing but a bother. At least here, in his room, he could get some peace. He’d be alone, and allow himself to feel whatever taboo feelings he had throughout the day, with no one to bother him.

The light of the setting sun shone in from his window, hitting him behind him and shining around him like a halo of orange light. He loosened his tie slightly, and while he attempted to relax, his shadow stopped matching him. As it shifted, it turned a shade of orange, and a face could be seen where it should be, wearing glasses similar to that of Logan’s. Its face looked inquisitive yet cautious, as though it was contemplating whether or not it should say something. Logan had his head down and eyes closed, so any indication of the shadow being… well, alive, was lost on him.

After a moment, the shadow spoke. “Hello, Logan.”

Naturally, Logan had the only logical response. He let out a small scream. Just a small sound of alarm, and nothing that would tell the others he was in danger–he didn’t know if he was yet–but enough to alert the shadow of its misdemeanors. The shadow’s “face” switched from cautious inquisition to startled alarm, looking like a child caught by an upset parent. Logan noticed the alarm from the shadow, and, though severely hesitantly, said something. “Er… hello? I don’t know you, do I?”

The shadow, now regarding Logan’s amicable approach, let the alarm wash away. It was the one scaring Logan first, after all. “No–well, maybe. In a way, you’ve always known me. But this is your first time seeing me.”

Logan’s brow furrowed at the cryptically insane manner that the shadow answered in. “Alright… So who are you, then? And how would I know you?”

“I’m a side just like you, Logan, I just show myself a little differently. And you know me in the same way the others would. I’ve always been here, even if you never knew. Like Virgil. Or you.” The shadow answered.

Logan nodded slowly, before extending his hand as if to shake on an introduction. “Well, I am Logan, though you already seem to know that. What may I call you?”

The shadow looked at Logan’s extended hand, before grasping it in a shake (as best he could with his form.) “You can call me Aedus. I’ve been very excited to meet you.” He grinned, but when he caught Logan’s (sad) face under the stoic mask peek through, his grin dropped. “Rough day?” Logan didn’t say anything, but his eyes widened a bit before his face fell and he nodded. “Well, do you want to talk about it?”

“…That— that would be nice.” Logan said, before Aedus moved around to be more beside Logan. The shadow nodded to Logan, prompting him to go on. “You know, I think you might be the first person to actually care enough to let me talk about it. The others don’t listen to me—even in conversation. I want nothing more than to help, to have a voice, and they don’t so much as bat an eye. What am I doing wrong? Agh, I just don’t know what to do. Apologies, Aedus, I don’t mean to put you off.”

“No, no, don’t worry about it Lo!” Aedus said with a small smile. “I want to listen. I don’t mind one bit!”

Logan nodded gratefully. “Thank you. However, I ask that you don’t refer to me as ‘Lo’.”

“Oh, sure thing!” Aedus said. “Now, what do you do to get them to listen?”

Logan gave a small smile, and continued on.