#enkosmios

[herotheism]

Anonymous said: ⭐️ ― convincing portrayal of a canon character 😍 ― admiring from afar

Shout-outs of Awesomeness | Not Accepting (for now!)

For the first one, @charmonys, @hatefueled, and @enkosmios immediately come to mind for HSR muses! @sangsorrow and @sleeplesswork also carry a lot for the IvanTill nation with their pretty convincing portrayal of their relationship.

As for the second, I think a couple of oc blogs and those with fandoms I'm not too familiar with fit here! Particularly, @godmarked, @furiaei, @herdoubt, and @braveryhearted!

[desiredrivcn]

hi yes i think you're wonderful and i love seeing you on my dash and in my notifs and in discord dms !!

hi yes uno reverse because now the loves on you fool

[anchoraweigh]

@enkosmios liked a starter call! (unspecified verse)

"Haha! If my lack of understanding has offended you, then I deeply apologize."

Brant has never been the sort of person who relied heavily on education, though not for lack of desire. Instruction tended to be difficult to come by when one was on the wrong side of the law, and Brant had already been the bearer of immense responsibility by the time such people as educators or scholars began to slot themselves into the ranks of the Troupe; there was little time left for filling in former education.

It leaves him floundering now, that lack of background. Not that he's actually particularly ashamed of his circumstances, as evidenced by the rather lighthearted tone of his response and the easygoing smile on his face. Nor does he bear any ill will for the harsh response his ignorance had granted him—a stern scholar is, after all, leagues above even the most lenient of acolytes.

"If you could put it in layman's terms, your ardent audience would be most appreciative." He inclines his head slightly, a gesture of acquiescence and appeal. "I'm afraid both scholarly and logistical pursuits often fall beyond my comprehension."

[qingxn]

knock knock. its the breastie. he's arrived on the express to bring Stelle gifts. books, bath soaks, and a nice warm meal. no more complaining.

The breastie returns..... Stelle, however, does eye him and the presents suspiciously.

"So... What's all this for?"

[lordsilenced]

@enkosmios -- ;

"Greetings, Doctor Ratio. I am Doctor Sophia Warren of the Candelographos. I hope this research expedition meets expectations."

[lyriccl]

@enkosmios replied to your post:

go on. give us an essay that will shake up the academic world.

"I'm so glad you asked, Doctor!" Oh Aeons. "Soup is defined as a liquid dish typically made by boiling meat or vegetables in stock or water. First, one could argue ocean water is a stock because, while not all of the ocean is boiling, there are thermal pockets that do heat up water to that point. It would be a stock in the sense that it is already heavily salted as well as had meat to season it, fish. It also has vegetables; seaweed is a perfectly acceptable vegetable to eat!"

She looks immensely proud of herself.

[reallyrandomtj]

puts my silly url down. giggling twirling my hair. hii

VOCAROO compliments from TJ

Puts this silly recording down here for you ~

TJ: If I tried to twirl my hair. my finger might get stuck. XD TJ: Bitch is THICK... X)

[barxlupin]

@enkosmios - continued from ask.

Busted. Oh, well, it's not like Henry wasn't planning to not show Veritas the kitten, he just wanted to give it a bath beforehand. Might as well be introductions first, bath later.

"Bit of both, I guess? It's a stray, but I've been feeding it for the past few weeks. Usually it hangs around the spaceport and is pretty independent, but the forecast says it's going to rain today and I didn't have the heart to leave it outside..."

Meanwhile, the kitten's head pops completely out of Henry's shirt, sniffing curiously. It's not too small, perhaps about three-month-old or so, and completely black, except for a light dusting of white fur on its chest. It starts purring like a jet engine when the space sailor coax it out to drape over his forearm, scratching behing its ear.

"Not sure if it's a boy or a girl, people at the station have been calling it Pluto."

[desiredrivcn]

veritas wordlessly puts a gold star sticker on aventurine's lapel. it says "good job" on it in comic sans. he gently pats it down.

aventurine looks at the lapel and sees the gold star. he blinks, before grabbing ratio's shoulders and pulls him for a quick kiss. "thanks doc~"

[poswiecenia]

@enkosmios \ ah yes. the blood on the floor.

( 🪶 )   SINGLE - EYED GAZE finds herself staring in quiet amusement at how nothing she said seemed to compute in the doctor's mind ( or he simply deigned to ignore it ) as he instead focused more on her bleeding all over his floor. fair. if she didn't feel so numb she'd probably care a little more about it. watching him go she was left to find a seat , doing so with a heavy exhale --- walking all this way was a nightmare : she'd only just started bleeding through the bandages she'd slapped on haphazardly to get here.

WHAT TIMING. COULDN'T have been better.

SNORTING AT THE suggestion to get her clothes off so he could see what he was dealing with she rolled her eye , beginning to shrug off her jacket , ❝ I AINT THE cheatin' type , 'doc .. nor interested. ❞ working off her jacket was harder than she hoped it would be , but she managed with gritted teeth ; the wound becoming rather clear immediately.

A GUNSHOT WOUND that seemed to have gone through and just barely missed anything vital alongside what appeared to be .. claw wounds ? one appearing to have been reopened rather than completely new like the gunshot wound.

BRUISED WRIST MOVES as the other hand undid the tie in her hair 'fore sighing -- what else ? ❝ THE SAME AS usual. tiny bit of revenge here , getting information there .. this time just went south is all. nothing serious. ❞

[mors-pulchritudo]

"I just want you to actually rest, for once. Please."

"Pfft. I rest a lot. Sorta," Calliope said, absentmindedly plucking at one of her curls.

"I just got stuff to do, y'know? Gotta take care of the kids, uh...and other things. I take naps."

[qingxn]

@enkosmios sc

stelle felt like a kid sent to the principal's office, or rather, thought that was what it would be like. she didn't understand the words that screwllum or ratio said as they talked about the divergent universe. it was mostly about how to make it better, or problems that their test subject came upon inside.

mostly it was time for her to just zone out until they said she could go for the day. it was in one of those moments that the trailblazer realized the pair were quiet and when she finally looked up, ratio was staring at her with a disapproving stare as screwllum was doing something else.

".....Did you say something?"

[reallyrandomtj]

Liked/Commented for KISSES

@enkosmios said: let me kiss that gambler

The day had been long and exhausting so Aventurine was looking forward to a peaceful end to the night as day light was quickly fading from the sky outside. Once he caught sight of Ratio, hard at work in his own home, Aventurine quietly walked over to greet the other but an idea popped into his head first; it may result in a codex to the face, it was a gamble he was willing to risk for his desired greeting.

Once stood behind his intended target, Aventurine would lean over one of Ratio's shoulders and carefully tilt the man's face up with a hand and proceeded to plant a kiss upon the doctors lips before any words or questions could escape Veritas Ratio's mouth. The kiss lingered for a short time, a cheeky nip at the others bottom lip before hovering his face above Ratio's for a brief time, smiling.

"You left yourself open, my good doctor ~ It's dangerous to not pay attention to your surroundings. When was the last time you had a break from all this paperwork?"

A hum escaped the blond at the question, pulling away to give the doctor the chance to respond - or deliver a punishment for the unauthorized kiss - Aventurine was ready to accept it but he was too busy taking in Ratio's visual response to the sudden kiss to really care if a piece of chalk or the codex had the gamblers name on it.

[mors-pulchritudo]

“You don’t need to tell me everything. I just want to know how I can help.” 

"What did you hear?"

Wow, did that sound paranoid. It wasn't Calliope's fault, she just couldn't help it. Maybe he hadn't heard it somewhere, he'd seen it. Were her necklaces out of place? Had a scar been exposed, by the slip of a shirt? No, she was always careful. In that regard, at least.

"I mean, I don't...need help," she mumbled, "I'm peachy, actually. Thrivin'."

[badrcputation]

i will return soon here i prommy. brain has been ratiopilled

[threecardtrick]

It was a question he used to gauge others, mostly those within the IPC. Potential competition; though no one ever truly rose to quite that level. Thomas lived and breathed knowledge (work). Rather than being here, perhaps he could be on some sunny, beachy planet, doing nothing. But men like that didn't rise to the position he did. He's here, at best, finding an edge. At worst, he might learn something. "Art?' He said with a small smile, evidently surprised to find they had something in common. "I wouldn't have guessed that about you." Perhaps it's a misconception about those in the Guild, or associated with the Genius Society - that he imagined them all to spend every waking moment pouring over science notes and the like. "Nor for you to talk about something as abstract as the soul. That's something more for the philosophers than the scientists to talk about, no?"

Short and non-explanative, as he expected. Ratio rarely expects people to give him a direct answer, but it never hurt to try. So, no ulterior motives to showing up at one of the Intelligentsia Guild's biggest events, just a vacation. As far as he knew, anyway. "I see."

And as for the question directed at him, the doctor never really thought about it too much. "I suppose not. I prefer to keep my mind sharp at all times." During his days off, Veritas Ratio tended to still challenge his mind in one way or another, reading books, playing chess against himself. "With my free time, outside of that, I like to pursue art. It's just as important for the mind and soul."

This, however, could have been condensed into an email or two, so he saw his attendance to be unnecessary.