Violet and Hytlodaeus walking on the beach at sunset, holding hands.

Lazy Afternoons

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Close! It’s her Azem, Anthea and Hyth

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Violet felt a heavy pounding in her head. It was one she was familiar with, as she had experienced much the same when G'raha Tia had summoned her from The Source to The First. It had only been for her aid to restore balance to the reflection and to save her friends' trapped souls, until it became a battle she never thought she'd have to fight. Now, it was due to the aid of a former enemy, that lonely Ancient trapped within the confines of the Crystal Tower who gave what was left of his aether to send her to the past in order to learn what she could in order to stop a terrible Calamity from befalling the Star once more. The first Calamity that ever befell their world—The Final Days. The Warrior of Light slowly sat up, allowing herself to gain her bearings before she attempted to stand. She took in her surroundings as cobalt eyes searched all around her. The architecture and its design was similar to what she had observed in the recreation of Amaurot and the ruins of Anamnesis Anyder beneath the Tempest. Everything, including the Ancients that lingered in the building she found herself in, were the same size as they had been during her brief jaunts in that phantom city and those ruins. From what she had learned of the world before the Sundering, Violet knew all too well that this was the proper size of the world. Elidibus' plan worked, she thought solemnly. I've made it to the past.

The multi-disciplined warrior finally stood and began to walk around. She needed to find clues that would lead her to Hermes, and quickly. The longer she took to discover the cause of the Final Days, the more the world would suffer in her absence. But, she quickly encountered quite the hiccup. She had assumed that she would not be tangible enough to gain the attention of the Ancients that were milling about, just as Elidibus had warned her; however, she did not realize that would extend to the very walls themselves. Violet had believed that she would be able to simply walk through the door leading out of the building—she was little more than a ghost, after all. But as she put her hand against the door out of habit, she met resistance. What? Violet tried again and again, but the door would not budge. She was, effectively, trapped. Knowing that trying again would be futile, the hyur put her back against the barrier and slid down to the floor, careful of her equipment. She pulled her knees to her chest, wrapped her arms around them, and hid her face in that pocket of darkness that was created. Violet was aware that no one could truly see her, but she didn't wish to expose her frustration at her current circumstances.

I know he only had enough aether to send me to the past, but could he have made it to where I'd be able to at least interact with something as simple as furniture and structures? Violet took a deep breath to calm herself. She knew that when her emotions got the better of her, she tended to lash out. She knew that Elidibus had done everything that he could, had relinquished what was left of his own lifeforce to bring her here. And the hyur knew all too well that she would be forever grateful for his sacrifice. With that in mind, she resolved herself to wait until one of the building's occupants either left the building by way of the door, or someone entered the same way. She kept her head down against her legs, letting herself enjoy a brief respite in that small pocket of darkness her arms and legs created. She had been running around since they had left for Thavnair, and hadn't stopped since. She didn't even bother raising her head at the tell-tale sounds of two people arriving through teleportation. If it wasn't the sound of someone opening the door to the outside of the building, she wasn't going to move. That is, until she heard a familiar melodic voice extend a greeting to the Ancient in charge of Propylaion.

Finally getting around to working on this.

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Content Warning: Suggestive/implied sexual content Violet is lying down on a bed, her head back against the pillow with one hand lying by her head and the other wrapped around Hythlodaeus' shoulders. Hythlodaeus is holding her close to him with one hand under her back and hips while the other is holding her hand by her head. His head is leaning close to her neck, as if he is about to kiss it. Both are naked, but his arms and her legs are covering private areas respectively.

Day Seven - Revelry

They both needed...to revel in the fact that they were both on Etheirys, alive and together.

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Hythlodaeus, a man with braided lavender hair, is standing close to Violet, a woman with brown wavy hair that's pulled up into a ponytail. Wearing Ascian robes, he has her back up against a bookshelf, one hand holding her hand between them and the other tilting her chin up.

Violet stands behind a cafe counter and is handing Hythlodaeus a to-go cup full of coffee. Hythlodaeus is leaning against the counter, looking at her while he reaches for his order.

Day Six - Alternate Universe

Couldn't decide on one, so I went with two!

Ascian!Hyth AU and Coffee Shop AU

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For this screenshot, there are two halves. On the top half, Hythlodaeus is reaching out for Violet, who had pushed him out of the way of Hermes' blast and had been shot off of the platform where they fought him, and she is reaching out for him. On the bottom half, Hythlodaeus is walking away from Anthea to sacrifice himself to help bring Zodiark to life and save their world. Anthea is on her knees, reaching out to him and calling his name in anguish.

Day Five - Sacrifice

She would not let anyone hurt him. She pushed him out of harm's way, a sacrifice she was all too willing to make.

Just as he would be willing to sacrifice himself to save her and their world.

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A merged image of Anthea, Hythlodaeus, and Violet. Hythlodaeus is in the center, his bow raised for an attack. Anthea stands behind him from his right, her scythed unsheathed and representing his past. Violet stands behind him from his left, her paintbrush and painter's palette unsheathed and representing his present and future.

Day Four - Soulseer

He could always discern the perfect opening, in and out of battle. He would make his abilities count where he could, especially when it comes to her.

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Violet and Hythlodaeus are standing on a path to the aetheryte in Sharlayan. Around them are images of the main locations on Etheirys that she has visited on her journey, and now takes him to see. Beneath them is a reflection of Hythlodaeus embracing Anthea on a rooftop in Amaurot.

Day Three - Etheirys

...she was ready for her next adventure to begin.

Traveling with Hythlodaeus so that he may witness the wonders of a Sundered Etheirys.

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Violet and Hythlodaeus are standing in a field outside Anagnorisis. Violet has her pictomancer tools--a paintbrush and a painter's palette--brandished and has summoned an ianthine petadoula as demonstration of her version of creation magicks.

Day Two - Creation

“Ah, so you are capable of Creation magicks.”

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Violet, a woman with long curled, wavy brown hair with white highlights, looks up at a tall kneeling figure dressed in grey robes and a white half-mask, known as the shade of Hythlodaeus. They stand holding hands and an orange crystal while they witness a memory from their past during ancient times when she was known as Anthea, a woman with long, wavy light green hair that faded to white. In his true form, Hythlodaeus is a man with braided lavender hair that holds Anthea close.

Day One - Memory

“One final memory that Emet-Selch wished for you to remember.”

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My Warrior of Light Violet, a woman with long, wavy brown hair and glowing blue eyes, is laying upside down beside Hythlodaeus, a man with lavender hair and glowing purple eyes. They are laying in a field of pink flowers, looking at each other and their hands reaching for one another. This is happening during sunset.

All that I know
Lies within emotion
Words remain unspoken
Lead me through the dark

All that I see
Came to me in colors
Lasted for the moment
Lead me through the dark
All that I know
All I know

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I’m still working on it, but I have a ship name for them now at least!

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