#backstory things

[camprell-art]

How did dimentio, o’chunks and Mimi join bleck in the pirate au? Is it the same or did you make changes?

I made some changes, I wish I could make it more like it is in the game, but the contexts are so different that I had to make creative changes. So:

Milianne, or just Mimi, was a very problematic child, her parents were hung for being connected to a "pagan cult" and then she had to start living alone, she used her appearance to make various characters, kind of how she changes appearances in game, but in a more grounded way. After some years she turns into a very skilled thief, and she rans into Bleck and Nastasia, having a fondness to shiny and valuable objects she tries to steal something from them, but gets caught because of Bleck's knowledge of the prophesy and the role of the people it mentions. He promises that if she joins them she'll find fortune, and the value of it would be so great that she'll never have to steal again.

O'Chunks was a fisherman, but not a normal one, he had a strong boat with enough firepower to kill sea monsters, and that was his job, he was the captain and wanted to go after all the biggest creatures, but one of them was too violent, too tough, and eventually he and his crew sank, in the waters almost all of them were killed, but as if the monster was conscious of who ordered them, he left O'Chunks alive to suffer the loss, and after some time in the water, Bleck finds him, and he promises to help him avenge his lost crew.

And Dimentio's part is like: While searching for Timpani, they had to stop in certain islands and countries, after all, Bleck couldn't just summon Captain Boo again, and he wouldn't complete his plan and the prophesy without looking everywhere. In one instance they enter a tavern, and singing there in the middle of women was a man in purple, black and gold THE PURPLE GUY??? the moment he saw Bleck, he points and starts singing for him the "Bride of the Ghost Captain", a song that he says was made for him and had a meaning that only Bleck knew. Feeling terrible with the song but curious of how the man knew this story he asks Nastasia to investigate in his behalf and she learns that the man wanted to be part of the crew because something about Bleck had his attention and when that happens, it is for a good reason. Initially, Bleck doesn't like the idea, but after Dimentio talks briefly about himself and how he doesn't remember most of his past, Bleck decides to promise a solution to his lack of memory. That and the fact that the prophesy is a little weird about him.

[roses-and-grimoires]

Prompt #20: Hamper

Characters: Ivaurault, mention of Armand @thedarknesssings, Dauvaunt @pocket-panda, Osmont @klynk-klank

Crack!

The sound of a lance striking a target splits the silence, cutting through the evening air like a knife. Above the sky had already turned dark, the moons already starting to peek over the spires of Ishgard; most people, especially those fortunate enough to reside in the grand, sweeping estates, had long since retreated inside for supper.

And yet a young boy of perhaps eleven or twelve summers continues to linger on the grounds of the Courcelle manor.

His sharp green eyes are fixed upon the target in front of him, as though it had personally offended him. His breath heaves in his chest as he steps back, his lance in hand. Sweat trickles down his skin despite the chilliness of the air as he brings the dulled point of his weapon to bear on the training dummy once more. Another crack! fills the air, causing the older elezen coming out of the manor to wince.

"Master Ivaurault," the servant begins, taking advantage of the pause before the boy could line up another strike. "Lady Courcelle has requested that you come inside. Supper is almost ready."

The boy glances over towards the servant as he speaks, but rather than set down his lance, he shakes his head with all of the stubborn indignation that a child can muster.

"Tell Mother that I am training," he declares. "And am not hungry." This was, in fact, a lie; one easily proven by the rumble of his stomach at the thought of food.

The servant is far better trained than to exhale a sigh at the willful look in the young boy's eye, but it takes much of his self-control.

"Young Master," he begins. "I'm afraid I must insist. The Lady seemed very concerned about your well-being; she is afraid that you will catch cold if you stay out here much longer."

The boy, who had gone back to sizing up the training dummy, looks back towards the servant, an exasperated look on his face.

"Mother doesn't understand," he protests. "Father promised that I could become a squire in a year or so if I worked extra hard and stopped bothering Osmont during his lessons." The last bit is a bit mumbled.

"And I have to!" he continues, his voice rising once more with the insistence. "If I don't become a squire then I'll never become a knight and then I'll never become a dragoon. And Dauvaunt will continue to get everything." He glances down at the lance held in his hands, at the well-worn wood and gleaming (if blunt) speartip. "Everyone goes on about him because he's the heir, even though I'm already far better with a lance than he is."

The servant listens to all this with the polite expression of someone waiting for another to finish speaking so they could pass off the problem to someone more qualified to deal with it. When the boy finally seems done, he speaks up once more.

"Mayhaps you should tell that to your mother, young Master," he suggests, all while silently praying to the Fury that the boy would take the bait.

Ivaurault pauses at this, his lips pursing in thought. Then he nods once. "Mayhaps I will," he declares. "But later." And then another crack! splits the air as he rushes towards the target, the spear of his lance impaling it in a perfect strike.

Defeated, the servant does exhale a soft sigh as he retreats into the house. He had tried. The matter was now up to the headstrong boy's parents.

He wished them luck.

[purityvalentine]

According to your Games List page, your full name is Purity M. Valentine. Does the M has a meaning? What does it stand for?

My full human name is Purity Malady Valentine!

Because my name was Malady Valentine and then when I changed it to Purity I just... moved it to the middle name because I didn't have one before (and humans are weird and normally have middle names and I didn't know that).

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

not "i ship these characters" or "i want them to bond platonically" but a secret 3rd thing (I want them to be forced to interact by the Narrative bc they would HATE that)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Soup solves everything.

[huh-enheim]

To "Chilchuck, party dad" and "Chilchuck, professional hater" and even "Chilchuck, union man" let me add: Chilchuck, HR manager.

Does he like the position of HR manager? Is he even any good at it? Haha well those are different questions entirely.

But the only other members with Normal ideas about dungeoneering as a job have quit, and the remaining bunch of autists with their wildly eccentric and badly communicated personal goals/boundaries are RAPIDLY "we're like a family here~"ing themselves towards catastrophic misunderstandings, workplace incidents, and/or federal crimes. So for all that he's private or abrasive...

...he spends a lot of energy trying to protect everyone's boundaries and keep the peace. Not just in a ~found family~ loving way, but in a more fundamental way, understanding that work takes trust, and trust takes work.

[thevoidstaredback]

How To Balance Your Daytime and Nighttime Activities So That You Don't Burn Yourself Out More Than You Already Have

It had been a long few minutes since he'd opened the door and there were a lot of questions running through Dick's head. Most pressing of which was how this kid seems to have information he should not have.

"How did you..?" he asked, but the words wouldn't leave completely. There's so much he wants to know, so much he wants to ask.

"How do I what?" Danny tilted his head like the child he seems to be is.

"How do you know?" Dick knows he sounds weak. There's no hiding that, but there are a lot of implications in what the kid has said so far and none of it is painting a very happy picture for him.

"Oh!" Danny had the audacity to smile, "You want to know how I know you moonlight as a vigilante!" And of course he knows. Dick knows he knows, but he'd held a little bit of hope that the child Danny was mistaken. Danny's smile softened a bit as he explained, "Your hair and voice match up in both jobs almost perfectly. Not to mention your build and how you hold yourself. There's also the matter of your overall vibes, but that's not something living beings can normally pick up on." Excuse him? "Well, not living humans, at least, so no worries on that end!"

"Excuse me?" Dick was fairly sure his heart just stopped beating for a moment there.

"Anyway, I was a hero back home for a while, too. I know what it's like to have to walk the tightrope between maintaining a civilian cover and a hero persona. I know how it feels to have to keep secrets from everyone because anyone who knows will be in danger." he rambled, Though, admittedly, our circumstances are quite different. I was working as a hero all hours of the day as well as going to school. You only have to worry about properly balancing between day and night jobs. Either way, me having more to bounce between just makes me al the more qualified to help you!"

Oh. Oh he did not like that. He didn't like a single thing that just came out of the kid's mouth. Because that's what he is, a kid. "Are you...Are you alright?"

"Not in the slightest," Danny admitted with an even smaller smile. Then, it brightened, not quite to a grin, but to something similar, "But I'm here to make sure you are."

He gets points for being honest, but Dick felt his heart shatter. He knew for a fact that he'd never worked with this kid before. He also knew that the Justice League didn't know about him. If they did, he would've been picked up and dropped with either the Young Justice team or the Titans.

Dick wasn't going to ask why he became a hero because that's not his place. It's more of a 'third mission with the team' kind of questions, anyway. Most of the heroes didn't have many options when they took up the mantle. Asking what Danny can do is a more appropriate question, but he wasn't going to ask that, either.

"Now that that's out of the way," Danny turned a few pages from the table of contents to another one that was topped with 'Why Sleep Scheduling Is Important' in the blue glitter pen that Dick was starting to suspect he favored. "You're not getting enough sleep. Following you around - no one's been able to find me for a while, so don't worry about that - for the last two weeks has given me some really worrisome information on you."

Dick was worrying. He was worrying a lot and even more questions were coming to the forefront of his mind.

"Your dayjob is as an officer on the Bludhaven Police Force, or BPD for short." He was looking over the page he'd turned to very aptly and Dick realized that the kid had notes written on him. "The average hours per week for police across the country is forty hours. Gotham and Bludhaven are the exceptions. As a member of the BPD, you work a solid two days and two hours. Six nights a week, you work as Nightwing from eight in the evening to three in the morning. The last day, you take off, which is good. No deserable pattern, so good on you for that. Regardless, that's seven hour nights and ten hour days, with one day off and one day on call as an officer. Seven hours are now left in your day for personal time, eating, and sleeping. That's not a healthy way to live."

Oh, god, the kid had honest to god notes on him! What the hell!

Danny didn't even skip a beat as he pulled Dick's attention back to him and his binder. "I've drawn up a schedule for you to follow." The back of the page had a meticulously drawn schedule, complete with blocks of time to eat, sleep, work both jobs, travel, personal time, and still have a bit extra left over. It was titled 'Ideal End Result' in green marker. "Drastic changes right away will only affect you negatively, so we're starting off smaller." The next page over had another schedule titled 'Where To Begin'. "I've only pulled one hour from your Nightwing hours because I know important that time is to you and the city. I am, however, going to be having you submit an appeal to your boss to cut back your hours from fifty a week to forty a week. That way, you'll only be working eight hours a day and not ten. You'll still be on call for one day, and you'll have that last day off. Altogether, you'll be going be going from working seventeen hours a day to fourteen hours a day. Nine in the morning to five in the afternoon, and eight in the evening to two in the morning. Not including breaks at work or travel time. It opens up a few more hours for you to sleep!"

"You really think the chief is going to pull back my hours?" Dick raised an eyebrow in question.

"He will if he knows what's good for him."

"You know I can arrest you for that threat, right?"

"Yeah, but you won't." And, damn it, he's right.

Although, there was now another thing he had to know. "How to you plan on enforcing this schedule of yours?"

Danny seemed to have been waiting for this. He got a gleam in his eye as he pulled a black folder from his bag, not breaking eye contact with Dick. He placed it on the table and pushed it across. "Congratulations, it's a boy."

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[beanghostprincess]

"Kuina's death is ridiculous" yes! That's the point! You do realize that falling down the stairs is a way of showing Zoro how fragile human lives are, right? You are aware that the point of Kuina's character is the unfairness of the world towards women in comparison to the privileges men have, like living in itself and fulfilling their dreams, right? You know that Kuina's death is "ridiculous and dumb" because it's meant to show that even the strongest person Zoro knew could die from something so little, right? You understand that the value Zoro gives to life is fucking immense, right? Right?? You realize Zoro can't seek revenge because nobody took her away from him and now the only thing he can do is become the world's greatest swordsman to avenge her death, right? You get that Zoro's character is an atheist because he doesn't believe in anyone and he can only rely on himself when it comes to Kuina's sudden death, right? You are aware that sometimes people die in the simplest of ways and that doesn't make them weak because death doesn't discriminate, right? You know that all of these things are what make Zoro's character so interesting and important, right? Right??? You know, right?

Well, of course you fucking don't because if you knew you wouldn't be saying her death is ridiculous <3

[egophiliac]

oh, uh, this...this isn't Silver's backstory after all.

[taohs]

(some) Balalaika moments that lives in my head rent free

[pencilscratchins]

i have reached the part of the steddie hyperfixation where i make them domesticated men in their 50s. having a blast! (twitter) [ID in ALT text]

[lynxgriffin]

Eldritchrune - A Dark Offer

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Story Setup Eldritchrune Masterpost

After a long cry out, Ralsei tries to get Kris to open up a bit. What Kris wants does have a cost, though!

Second part is here, and third part will be up tomorrow!

[fl00mie]

istg it hurts to be an ink lover/fan/enjoyer in the eyes of those outside the fandom

ink might seem like an op sans for no reason at first impression and i can understand why people think that.. he travels through universes, he's the only character in his world (the one who's known as the most overrated character in the game which makes it even more repellent, i guess), among other reasons

i haven't seen almost any direct hate towards him (referring to canon, the genuine hate i've seen so far has been based on underverse, that although it's quite likely his image has been tarnished by the series, i want to refer more to those who aren't familiar with AUs in general) but, since i returned to this community i notice how he's not referred to as a fan favorite (anymore?), at least in the popular videos i find on youtube and on twitter it's even worse, i've seen them call him overrated multiple times

it's the fact that i manage to empathize a lot with him that makes me feel.. a bit sad maybe? because he's more than just another meaningless sans, his story and personality are really good and the fact that he's a sans is just a preference of his creator, that may have aged poorly but it doesn't take away how good and complex the character still is

[bloominglegumes]

our large bipedal son who we found on the street

[r-aindr0p]

That last chapter of Glorious masquerade was crazy.

[sameboot]

Will she defeat evil? End world hunger!? ACE THAT TEST? who knows !!!