genexius

[genexius]

ཐིཋྀ ‧₊˚ “oh, you don’t know it yet but baby I’ve already got your heart…” 𑁍༘ ⋆.*

[ Aetherion x gn!reader ]

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ syn: what happens when a man-eater finds interest in a mortal? when a feeling so foreign to them somehow creeps into their heart?

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ cw: dark themes, mention of death/violence/gore, they want (to eat) you so bad

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ a/n: everyone thank aetherion and old kpop songs for bringing me inspiration and motivation to write during another mini depressive episode

Aetherion carefully observed your every movement, their gaze fixed on you as you moved about your home.

How did things get to this? You were just another mortal like the rest; another puppet of the gods, fragile and fleeting. So why were they unable to tear their gaze away from you?

Perhaps it was simply momentary interest, or perhaps some sick fascination. They weren’t entirely sure.

A part of them yearned to simply consume your flesh and blood; to integrate you with their own existence; to collect your bones and display your skull as one of their finest collections, yet…they could not bring themselves to act upon those desires. Not yet.

Despite the primal hunger that consumed them, Aetherion found themselves entranced by you, yearning for something more than just consumption. They longed to feel the warmth of your flesh beneath their hands, rather than tearing it with their sharp claws and teeth, a sensation foreign to them. They ached to caress your skin, to feel the heat of your soul within, thrumming with life instead of the cold lifelessness they were used to.

So instead, they’ll continue to linger, like a predator stalking their prey yet unable to make the final pounce.

Oh, how they craved to consume, to claim you for themselves, yet they’ll remain patient, making do with swift glances and stolen moments, content to bask in your presence until the moment arises for them to claim what is theirs…

[genexius]

ཐིཋྀ ‧₊˚ “oh, you don’t know it yet but baby I’ve already got your heart…” 𑁍༘ ⋆.*

[ Aetherion x gn!reader ]

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ syn: what happens when a man-eater finds interest in a mortal? when a feeling so foreign to them somehow creeps into their heart?

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ cw: dark themes, mention of death/violence/gore, they want (to eat) you so bad

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ a/n: everyone thank aetherion and old kpop songs for bringing me inspiration and motivation to write during another mini depressive episode

Aetherion carefully observed your every movement, their gaze fixed on you as you moved about your home.

How did things get to this? You were just another mortal like the rest; another puppet of the gods, fragile and fleeting. So why were they unable to tear their gaze away from you?

Perhaps it was simply momentary interest, or perhaps some sick fascination. They weren’t entirely sure.

A part of them yearned to simply consume your flesh and blood; to integrate you with their own existence; to collect your bones and display your skull as one of their finest collections, yet…they could not bring themselves to act upon those desires. Not yet.

Despite the primal hunger that consumed them, Aetherion found themselves entranced by you, yearning for something more than just consumption. They longed to feel the warmth of your flesh beneath their hands, rather than tearing it with their sharp claws and teeth, a sensation foreign to them. They ached to caress your skin, to feel the heat of your soul within, thrumming with life instead of the cold lifelessness they were used to.

So instead, they’ll continue to linger, like a predator stalking their prey yet unable to make the final pounce.

Oh, how they craved to consume, to claim you for themselves, yet they’ll remain patient, making do with swift glances and stolen moments, content to bask in your presence until the moment arises for them to claim what is theirs…

[genexius]

ཐིཋྀ ‧₊˚ Archive notes 𑁍༘ ⋆.*

ⓘ Erebus will gift those he “likes” little trinkets he finds from time to time that remind him of them.

⚠︎ Trinkets may vary from good to bad to possibly cursed/slightly traumatizing.

[genexius]

ཐིཋྀ ‧₊˚ hey guys, it’s pride month. you know what that means… 𑁍༘ ⋆.*

[ Jing // Lian // Xirui // Erebus x gn!reader ]

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ syn: you text them the its pride month meme

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ cw: cussing(Lian), Erebus

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ a/n: i should really start working on the other teoc characters’ profiles soon…

[genexius]

ཐིཋྀ ‧₊˚ hey guys, it’s pride month. you know what that means… 𑁍༘ ⋆.*

[ Jing // Lian // Xirui // Erebus x gn!reader ]

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ syn: you text them the its pride month meme

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ cw: cussing(Lian), Erebus

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ a/n: i should really start working on the other teoc characters’ profiles soon…

[genexius]

ཐིཋྀ ‧₊˚ hey guys, it’s pride month. you know what that means… 𑁍༘ ⋆.*

[ Jing // Lian // Xirui // Erebus x gn!reader ]

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ syn: you text them the its pride month meme

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ cw: cussing(Lian), Erebus

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ a/n: i should really start working on the other teoc characters’ profiles soon…

[genexius]

ཐིཋྀ ‧₊˚ Archive notes 𑁍༘ ⋆.*

ⓘ Aetherion is touch averse.

[genexius]

ཐིཋྀ ‧₊˚ “oh, you don’t know it yet but baby I’ve already got your heart…” 𑁍༘ ⋆.*

[ Aetherion x gn!reader ]

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ syn: what happens when a man-eater finds interest in a mortal? when a feeling so foreign to them somehow creeps into their heart?

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ cw: dark themes, mention of death/violence/gore, they want (to eat) you so bad

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ a/n: everyone thank aetherion and old kpop songs for bringing me inspiration and motivation to write during another mini depressive episode

Aetherion carefully observed your every movement, their gaze fixed on you as you moved about your home.

How did things get to this? You were just another mortal like the rest; another puppet of the gods, fragile and fleeting. So why were they unable to tear their gaze away from you?

Perhaps it was simply momentary interest, or perhaps some sick fascination. They weren’t entirely sure.

A part of them yearned to simply consume your flesh and blood; to integrate you with their own existence; to collect your bones and display your skull as one of their finest collections, yet…they could not bring themselves to act upon those desires. Not yet.

Despite the primal hunger that consumed them, Aetherion found themselves entranced by you, yearning for something more than just consumption. They longed to feel the warmth of your flesh beneath their hands, rather than tearing it with their sharp claws and teeth, a sensation foreign to them. They ached to caress your skin, to feel the heat of your soul within, thrumming with life instead of the cold lifelessness they were used to.

So instead, they’ll continue to linger, like a predator stalking their prey yet unable to make the final pounce.

Oh, how they craved to consume, to claim you for themselves, yet they’ll remain patient, making do with swift glances and stolen moments, content to bask in your presence until the moment arises for them to claim what is theirs…

[genexius]

hi

- tired

I’m gna uncarrot your cake and unyeast your bread

[genexius]

ཐིཋྀ ‧₊˚ “oh, you don’t know it yet but baby I’ve already got your heart…” 𑁍༘ ⋆.*

[ Aetherion x gn!reader ]

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ syn: what happens when a man-eater finds interest in a mortal? when a feeling so foreign to them somehow creeps into their heart?

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ cw: dark themes, mention of death/violence/gore, they want (to eat) you so bad

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ a/n: everyone thank aetherion and old kpop songs for bringing me inspiration and motivation to write during another mini depressive episode

Aetherion carefully observed your every movement, their gaze fixed on you as you moved about your home.

How did things get to this? You were just another mortal like the rest; another puppet of the gods, fragile and fleeting. So why were they unable to tear their gaze away from you?

Perhaps it was simply momentary interest, or perhaps some sick fascination. They weren’t entirely sure.

A part of them yearned to simply consume your flesh and blood; to integrate you with their own existence; to collect your bones and display your skull as one of their finest collections, yet…they could not bring themselves to act upon those desires. Not yet.

Despite the primal hunger that consumed them, Aetherion found themselves entranced by you, yearning for something more than just consumption. They longed to feel the warmth of your flesh beneath their hands, rather than tearing it with their sharp claws and teeth, a sensation foreign to them. They ached to caress your skin, to feel the heat of your soul within, thrumming with life instead of the cold lifelessness they were used to.

So instead, they’ll continue to linger, like a predator stalking their prey yet unable to make the final pounce.

Oh, how they craved to consume, to claim you for themselves, yet they’ll remain patient, making do with swift glances and stolen moments, content to bask in your presence until the moment arises for them to claim what is theirs…

[genexius]

ཐིཋྀ ‧₊˚ “oh, you don’t know it yet but baby I’ve already got your heart…” 𑁍༘ ⋆.*

[ Aetherion x gn!reader ]

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ syn: what happens when a man-eater finds interest in a mortal? when a feeling so foreign to them somehow creeps into their heart?

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ cw: dark themes, mention of death/violence/gore, they want (to eat) you so bad

❀𖥨᩠ׄ݁ a/n: everyone thank aetherion and old kpop songs for bringing me inspiration and motivation to write during another mini depressive episode

Aetherion carefully observed your every movement, their gaze fixed on you as you moved about your home.

How did things get to this? You were just another mortal like the rest; another puppet of the gods, fragile and fleeting. So why were they unable to tear their gaze away from you?

Perhaps it was simply momentary interest, or perhaps some sick fascination. They weren’t entirely sure.

A part of them yearned to simply consume your flesh and blood; to integrate you with their own existence; to collect your bones and display your skull as one of their finest collections, yet…they could not bring themselves to act upon those desires. Not yet.

Despite the primal hunger that consumed them, Aetherion found themselves entranced by you, yearning for something more than just consumption. They longed to feel the warmth of your flesh beneath their hands, rather than tearing it with their sharp claws and teeth, a sensation foreign to them. They ached to caress your skin, to feel the heat of your soul within, thrumming with life instead of the cold lifelessness they were used to.

So instead, they’ll continue to linger, like a predator stalking their prey yet unable to make the final pounce.

Oh, how they craved to consume, to claim you for themselves, yet they’ll remain patient, making do with swift glances and stolen moments, content to bask in your presence until the moment arises for them to claim what is theirs…

[genexius]

✿ “your heart will need to rest…”

[Xirui // Erebus // Riki x gn!reader] Comfort

Your partner had been noticing the way stress was manifesting in your daily life, and they couldn't help but feel concerned.

Notes: A lil sumn for the mooties on this beloathed month <3 don’t ask why erebus’ part is so long i dont want to talk abt it (¬_¬)

Jī Xīruì(姬稀睿)

Life had been hectic recently. You laid curled up on the bed, the weight of your stress and anxiety weighing heavily upon you.

You felt the bed dip slightly beside you from the weight of another. When you turned to look, you were met with the sight of the half yvevyra you’ve come to know as your lover sat by you, his gaze fixed on you with gentle concern.

Xirui had learnt to attune to the emotions of others over the years, able to read most people like an open book, and currently he could sense your inner turmoil, how your shoulders tensed, drawn up tight with stress, as if bracing for a blow. He could see the worry stamped across your face like a dark shadow, each crease and furrow betraying the weight of your anxieties. As he watched you, his heart ached for you and he longed to reach out and soothe away your troubles.

The room was quiet, the only sound being the soft rustle of the sheets as Xirui moved closer to you, his presence a soothing balm to your weary soul as he hesitantly reached out a hand to carefully brush a strand of hair away from your face.

Without saying a word, he began to gently brush his fingertips through your hair, the gesture tender and caring. The rhythmic motion of his hand on your head was like a lullaby, soothing and calming, his touch a gentle reminder of his love and support to you.

“I know it's tough, but please just close your eyes and ease your mind for now. You need rest.”

Erebus Venyle(ˈɛrɪbəs vənaɪl)

Erebus himself wasn't exactly sure why he had decided to visit you. Perhaps it was on impulse, or perhaps he had an intuition that something was amiss. But whatever the reason, he had found himself standing at your doorstep, a nagging feeling in his chest.

Erebus tried the doorbell, pressing it softly, the sound of the chime reverberating from inside. He waited, listening for any sign of movement. But there was only silence, no sound of footsteps approaching or indication that anyone was going to answer the door. He could clearly sense your presence in your home. Were you perhaps asleep?

He stood there with a frown, before trying the doorbell for a second time. He waited again for a response, but was once again met with silence. His frown deepened, contemplating his next move.

His thoughts were then interrupted by soft yet sluggish footsteps approaching from inside your home. He could sense the exhaustion and weariness in the sound, each step a heavy effort, as if the person on the other side was barely able to drag themselves towards the door.

The door creaked open, the gap widening just enough for you to peek out cautiously, your body pressed against the doorframe as if you were barely able to stand on your own. Your tired eyes appeared, weary and exhausted, straining to take in the sight of your unexpected visitor.

Sharp cyan pupils quickly scanned your appearance, as his eyebrows drew together in a frown. Despite his usual aloof and sadistic demeanor, Erebus couldn't help but feel displeased whenever he noticed you weren’t feeling well. The tension in your shoulders, and the way you were avoiding eye contact made it clear to him that you were feeling overwhelmed and stressed. Even from behind the door, he could see how you stood there as if the weight of the world was resting heavily on your shoulders, and you were struggling to keep it all together.

“You’re a mess,” he remarked, his voice a mix of concern and slight judgment.

He couldn't help but sigh as he pushed the door open wider and guided you further inside with a firm yet otherwise gentle grip. His expression was a mix of concern and annoyance as he used his magic to shut the door behind him.

“Come. Show me what I can help with.”

Fujiwara Riki(藤原力)

Recently, you had been so overwhelmed with work, the stress and pressure weighing heavily on you. Your mind was clouded with thoughts and worries, leaving you exhausted and tense, as you bowed your head into your hands, feeling the weight on your shoulders.

Consumed by your own fatigue, you failed to even notice the soft sound of footsteps entering the room, and the familiar presence of your serpentine lover as they gradually approached you.

Your thoughts were then interrupted by the smooth voice belonging to Riki as they sat down beside you.

“My love,” he called out gently, his voice soft as if not to startle you, his long hair framing his face like a curtain of silk, as red slitted eyes softened, taking in your worn appearance.

“You don't have to say anything if you don't want to,” he murmured softly. “Just know that I’m here,” he continued, his words a gentle reassurance.

“And I’ll stay here for as long as you need me.” He reached out, gingerly taking your hand in his, his presence offering comfort and stability amid the chaos of your thoughts.

[genexius]

[Aetherion] Horror-ish(?)

Beware of the man-eater as they hunt their prey…

cw: implied murder // gore mention

Click. Clack. Click. Clack.

The hollow clattering of skulls resound through the darkness with every step they take. Slowly drawing closer to their prey.

Click.

Louder.

Clack.

Closer.

Hold your breath. Hide. They’re here.

…

Moments pass. Only silence fills the air. Are they gone?

Don’t look. It’s a trap.

…Crunch!

Fool. Curiosity comes with a cost.

Fear not. They will consume your blood, flesh and bones that you have presented them. And when they are done, your bare skull shall join the rest.

Unfortunate child, mourn not. Your life and death shall be their nourishment, their entertainment.

Dance, little puppet. As you stand on the grandest stage of all…

[genexius]

Taking my blanket and sneaking into Xirui’s room

- tired

Xirui was awake when you had snuck in, focused on tending to his winged companion. His eyes turned to you as he noticed the blanket clutched tightly in your hand, a knowing expression crossing his face.

“My gem,” he said softly, a subtle smile on his lips. “Were you having trouble falling asleep? If so, come join me.”

He patted the empty space on the bed next to him, signaling for you to take a seat, as he gently set Fio down on the headboard before turning his gaze back to you.

“Tell me what ails you, or if you simply wish for my presence, feel free to rest on me until sleep claims you…”

[genexius]

Can I boop Aetherion

- tired

They pull away, evading your outstretched hand. You can sense their disgust, their expression a reflection of their contempt as they bared their teeth in a grimace at you.

“Cease. Lest you wish to pay the price for your curiosity.”

[genexius]

Teehee 😋

- tired

[genexius]

So…Aetherion (twirls hair)

- tired

They stood towering over you, the elegant grace of their presence imposing. Though you could not see their eyes, you could sense their gaze upon you, a predatory attention fixed upon your form, as their cold voice cuts through the silence.

“Foolish one, do you too take joy in being amusement for the gods? Do you revel in your own wretched fate?”