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[viky2318]

killing cool guys without regret (maybe) :D

The fire man felt the impellent need to take everybody and teleport as far as he could. What was supposed to be a simple "let’s find Muffet and bring her back home safe" was becoming a "let's kill someone we don't even know if we can kill". Yeah, Sam was killable, Grillby knew it, but maybe they didn't have the ability to do it. He didn't forget what happened to Maddy back in Underswap. And what if that was just the tip of the iceberg? A power such as code editing wasn't something to underestimate… He knew that (sadly) he couldn’t change the others’ mind, so he had to make sure they didn’t get too hurt. He was going to keep an eye on everyone (Flowey included) and the moment things take a bad turn he was going to grab them and bring them away. Where though? Their “house”, as they used to call it, was Sam one. He was not gonna bring them back there. The underground of some True Pacifist timeline was an option, at least for a quick safe place. They had been in some-

…

Maddy flinched before suddenly disappearing into thin air, as if she never had been there. Before Grillby could say or do anything, the floor split apart and he fell into a deep blackness. The last thing he saw were their friends, still like statues, apparently not noticing his sudden disappearance.

Grillby kept falling for a while. He tried to teleport, but it simply didn’t work. He looked for a floor, but there was nothing on sight. It seemed like he was stuck in an endless dark pit. If we ignored the fact that he had no idea of what was happening, where the others were, if there was actually an end to the falling and where Sam was (because surely they had something to do with this) he could have almost considered the situation relaxing. There wasn’t acceleration while falling, as if there was no gravity and he was moving only due to his own initial speed. There was air friction, but it somehow didn't slow him down. Truly an interesting situation, but Grillby right now didn't have the will nor the mind to focus on that and notice how unnatural the situation was. What was he supposed to do to get out? Could he actually get out? Where were the others? Were they in his same situation? 

A hand poked him on the arm. The fire man turned his gaze to whoever was there, only to find no one. A chuckle from the opposite side made him turn around once again, finally spotting Sam next to him. “Sorry man, I just- you seemed really in deep thought, I kinda had to”, they commented, smiling. “Can you stop all this?” Grillby asked, taking mental note of Sam’s particularly good mood. He never saw them so cheerful. The human raised a brow, then explained: “well, technically I could, but… why should I? We’re floating in space, but there is air blowing against you as if you were falling! If I have to be honest, it’s the first time I made such a big change on a whole dimension…”. Grillby sighed quietly, then made another few of the many questions he had in mind at the moment. “Where are we? Where are the others?”. Sam moved to a more sitting-like position, crossing their legs. “This is the Void of a specific Undertale timeline. Being unstable and partially undefined, this place is way easier to shape at will than a normal timeline. I’ll fix it back when we finish this little chat of ours. And the others are in the Anti-void. They’re fine, don’t worry. They probably won’t even notice your absence”. “What about Maddy? I saw her disappearing, but she didn’t teleport”. They placed an elbow on their leg, resting their chin on the back of their hand and making a less joyful expression, almost an awkward one. “Eeehhh… she didn’t want to help me, so I sent her to a safe place. There’s no one there so she won’t risk making bad meetings while she's there, and she'll be able to leave when I finish this round of meetings I’m doing”, they explained. “So she's trapped in an empty timeline until you decide to free her” the fire man replied in a more cold tone. “What- no! Well, technically yes but- like this you make it sound as if she's my prisoner or something! She's just safe, in a single timeline. After all the mess I did to have you all in the same place again, I’m not going to let her get lost in the multiverse. She would end up in a really bad mess”. Grillby frowned. “What do you mean?” he asked. Was Sam saying they made Maddy and Grillby find Muffet? The human smiled again, raising a brow. “Grillby, my man… you know perfectly that searching someone in the multiverse without knowing anything about where they are is nearly impossible. When I noticed Muffet got out of the house searching for me I decided to give you a little hand. By the timeline she went to I originally thought she was gonna come accompanied by… another person. I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t survive a fight against her… I thought I needed to buy some time, so I handed Maddy the right bucket. I had one hellish time synchronizing the appearance of the paint bucket with Maddy’s quick movements! She was in such a bad mood… and she still is… Anyway, that person isn’t here, so everything’s fine!”. The fire man couldn’t help notice that Sam was different somehow. They normally were quiet, not as Grillby but still pretty chill. The only time he saw them so cheerful was when they first met the guys. Something big must have happened. “What’s going on? Why did you bring me here?” he asked.

The human’s face lit up. “Oh yeah, I almost forgot! While I was around, I did a little research about you and the others. To understand you all better, and not make the same mistakes twice”. Sam moved a hand in the air, and the two softly landed on a floor. “You see, your timeline was particular. IS particular, it still exists. When I originally went around searching for someone who would help me with all the killing-thing, I noticed something different in your timeline. I couldn’t figure out what at the beginning, ‘cause I didn’t search too deep, and I ended up taking you all from there because if something went wrong and I decided to send you back, it was easier to remember a weird-looking timeline than a normal one. Aaaaand no, you’re not from Dusttale. I wouldn’t take anything from there. It is an Undertale timeline. At least, it once was. When I took a more careful look at the timeline… man, you have no idea what I discovered!”. Sam opened a portal. On the other side, there was visible the bridge that brought to the MTT resort in any Undertale timeline. Sam got in the portal, and Grillby hesitantly followed them. He noticed that even now that he was in another place he couldn’t teleport. “This timeline probably is a discarded idea for an alternative universe, but the creator didn’t make many important changes. They just gave some characters a background and played a bit with a few personalities. Nothing that would influence the course of events when the human fell down- the universe was probably supposed to focus on some things that happened before the came of Frisk or way later, when the human got out of the Underground. I discovered that here Muffet had an incredible mother, dead when she was 37, and 9 loving siblings that helped her through her worst days. That Maddy has always been shy and their anger isn’t just a feeling they used to fuse with their body. That you had a brother that died when you two were around 40. But not only that! You lived in Hotland. You knew Papyrus and Sans when they were children and lived in New Home! And your father had a restaurant!”. Sam was rambling about the fire man’s life as if they were talking about the plot of a book. And he didn’t like that. “But wait, there’s more! Let me just… bring the timeline a few decades back…” Sam added, laying a hand on Grillby’s shoulder in a friendly way. He then did something with their hand, a slow movement with the wrist as if he was turning something around. Grillby saw things starting to go backwards, always more and more quickly. People walking, lava flowing, the MTT resort being built in place of a square, again people walking, hanging out in the old square, then rocks going up the bridge again from the lava, people running and getting up from under those as the rocks moved up again and blocked against the ceiling, then again people walking, and then…

Time stopped moving backwards. Now there was a small group of monsters walking on the bridge. They were around 35 years old, which are more or less the equivalent of 17-18 human years in age. Two of them were skeletons, a pretty short one and a taller one, and the other two were fire guys of practically the same height, slightly shorter than the taller skeleton, distinguishable only by the fact that one of them wore a pair of rectangular glasses. And in the middle of all these monsters… A human. They looked around the same age as the monsters, or at least the human correspondent of it. They were next to the taller skeleton, listening to him with a shine of marvel in their eyes. The two fire guys were on the human’s other side, the one wearing glasses more external and a bit behind the other, holding his hand tightly. He didn’t look shy or insecure. He was more… untrustful. The shorter skeleton was walking behind the group, a more mature- almost adult look in his eye sockets as he listened to the taller skeleton. “That human… you see them? That’s me! A few years younger, but still me! It was really hard to bring the timeline back like this, you know? I fell in the CORE with an earthquake, so I got erased from this timeline. From what I discovered, I hit my head hard in the rush of searching for a shelter before falling in. That’s why I found myself in the Void with no past memories! Absurd, right? This creator probably had no idea of how memory loss works” the human commented. Grillby had hard times believing what he was seeing, yet it wasn’t wrong. He remembered this moment, but it was different. The human was missing from his memories. But the more he looked at the scene, the more what he remembered felt like an odd version of the facts. What he was looking at wasn't what he remembered, yet it was correct. And the simple fact that the version with Sam in it felt more realistic than his own memories was making Grillby… unsettled, to say at least. There was no way this was his real past, yet it was perfectly fitting. “And you know what else I discovered?” Sam then asked. They almost sounded like a child in a dinosaur museum. Before the fire man could react, the two of them were again in the Void, but this time they were in front of some sort of text box.

*Title: [NONE];

*Owner: [REDACTED];

*BaseSource: Undertale;

*tLines: 234;

-21 Pacifist;

-186 Neutral;

-27 Genocide;

*Created: [ERROR.404:DATA_NOT_FOUND]

*Last_edited: 1/3/202X (tLine.1)

Grillby read the content a few times, recognizing it as some sort of description of a universe. In a moment, he realized what he was looking at. Sam spoke again. “This is the base data of the timeline. It apparently became officially a universe apart when I took you and your friends out of it. In fact, after a certain while you disappear from the timeline and the whole universe, and a bit of mess starts. Sans takes hold of your bar, Muffet’s siblings administer the spiders of her clan while searching for her, and Maddy’s cousin in the Ruin dummy gets worried and leaves the ruins to search for them. It started ramificating into different timelines, as the Flowey and the Frisk of this timeline made different choices. And all of this because of something I did! This is practically my universe! I can do anything I want in this universe! I can decide who dies and who lives, how everyone acts, thinks, anything! The only thing I can't change is what the old creator already did, which is almost nothing. They just wrote until my arrival, a few details here and there, and then left. Everything that happened later can be changed at my will! the only thing I can't change are you, Muffet and Maddy, but because you became outcodes and so you aren't part of the timeline anymore”. Grillby thought about it for a while. “What are you gonna do about it?” he then asked, a bit skeptical. Sam raised a brow, looking at him in confusion. “Uh… what do you mean?” they asked back. Grillby gave them a cold look, then explained: “you apparently have the power of a creator over a universe. What are you gonna do now? Create something new? Fix it? Or just… break it more, as every creator does?”. Sam’s smile faded a bit, concern appearing on his face. “... You really think I would do such a thing? Grillby… after all I did- or tried to do- to avoid those kinds of stories, you really think I would try creating one? That would make me a hypocrite, don’t you think? I want to make everything better. Starting from here and going ahead, fixing this universe first and then trying to do the same with the others. I’ll find a way to surpass the creators’ powers and erase all those stories filled with pain, giving them a better ending! Let’s just say- _Tale! Ink could have a happy family and a world for himself! Or- Dreamtale! Gosh, Nightmare and Dream could have a happy life and friends, or maybe I could even stop the murder of the original Guardian of the Tree! I could make everyone happy!”. Grillby couldn’t help feeling more and more concerned. “... This isn’t right. You’re talking about something you don’t even know if it’s possible. And if it was… Even if those stories are painful, many characters grew up from their struggles. You would end up with many people not being what they are now. Not only that, but by doing this you’re taking control of the whole multiverse, limiting the creators to your own rules. That’s not what we wanted to do. We wanted them to create happiness again. By doing what you want to do they will end up losing motivation due to the fact that they are limited and the multiverse will die, forgotten”. Sam frowned. Their smile quickly faded, replaced by a more serious look. “... you can’t know how good or bad it will be until you feel it on your skin".

"… let me help you understand”. 

They were again on the bridge. That horrible feeling of dread you feel when something real bad is about to happen filled Grillby’s head in an instant. He knew in which moment they were. He couldn’t move a muscle, not even if he tried hard.

Now on the bridge there were only the human and the two fire guys. 

“It’ll be fine, I swear! I’ll make sure we don’t get hurt. We’ll avoid the oldest buildings, so that we won’t risk too much!” the human was saying. The younger version of Grillby shook his head. “Not even thinking about it. Buddy, I understand you’re curious, but… the older areas of New Home are dangerous! Too dangerous! We’ll kill ourselves! And you have way more chances to die because of your lack of magic”. Sam looked away, a bit sad. “... are you refusing just because I’m a human?” they commented, a bit of coldness in their tone. Grillby made a surprised look. “What- no! How would you ever think of such a dumb thing?! I would refuse even if it was Ezra to ask me to” he stated. Ezra, the other fire guy, shrugged. “Well… I don’t see the problem as long as we don’t get in any building”. Grillby looked at the brother in surprise, furrowing a bit. “What? Not also you, brother… It’s dangerous! And what dad will do if he finds out we sneaked around in a place where we shouldn’t be, risking our lives for nothing?”. Ezra smiled quietly at the younger brother, then patted him on the shoulder. “Hey, don’t worry! We always do that, right? Remember the time we went looking around in Waterfall? We risked getting wet several times” he commented reassuringly. Grillby gave him a severe glare. Even if he was the younger, he felt like he had to be the responsible one sometimes. “It’s different. In Waterfall we had tracks to follow so we didn’t end up in the water. There we won’t have safe streets to walk on to make sure a piece of concrete doesn’t fall on our heads!”. Ezra rolled his eyes in annoyance. “Oh c’mon! Now you’re making it overdramatic. It’s not that old. And we’ll take only a quick look, ok?”. Grillby took a step away from him, glaring at the two severely. “If no one goes there in ten years and the Dreemurr family blocked the access to the area, there must be a good reason! Why won’t you listen to me…”. Ezra huffed in annoyance, then said: “If you’re too scared to come, you can always stay home. It’s not a problem, you know?”. Grillby remained silent for a while, his expression changing into a more concerned one. It was the first time his brother told him so directly to not go around with them. He wasn’t sounding like a jerk, he was simply serious, but it still hurt. Sam, who remained silent until then, spoke. “Uh- I’ll go in the meanwhile. If you want I'll stay around the entrance for a while to wait for you. Ok?” they said, a bit unsure for the moment. Ezra shook his head. “No no, don’t worry. I’ll come. If Grillby wants to join us later, he can always call me” he said, smiling quietly at Grillby. He then started walking towards New Home, Sam quickly reaching him and walking next to him, leaving Grillby alone.

“You remember what happened next, right?”, the present Sam asked. Grillby remained silent, watching his past self slowly turning around and starting to walk home. “The earthquake. Ezra and I were still on our way when it started. He died under a rock, and I disappeared. Right?”. The fire man didn’t answer, so Sam kept going. “You could have changed it. You know it. You and Ezra always stay together for a good reason. He is the sword, and you are the shield. Without you he’s vulnerable, and without him you stop acting. But not only that! He physically can’t summon a shield, and you physically can’t summon a weapon. Your attacks are precise, but we all know they aren’t all that powerful. And he cannot protect himself from a 300 kilogram rock with a blade. He needed you. And you weren’t there".

"But you can be now”.

Suddenly, Grillby was able to move. Completely not caring about anything in the world, he started running towards New Home. At the time there wasn’t an elevator, so he had to take a longer road. He still was in time, he knew that. He remembered a lot of time passed before the earthquake started… or maybe it just felt like a long time? He kept going, hoping for the best. Grillby soon reached the old part of New City. Where were Ezra and Sam? They weren’t supposed to go too far from there…

…

Everything started shaking. Rocks started falling from the ceiling and pieces of the bridge started breaking. Grillby spotted Ezra after some time, helping Sans and Papyrus to get away. What were they doing here? Oh right, they lived in New Home. Probably they came with Sam and Ezra when they discovered they were around. The wall of a building started cracking, and a big chunk of it fell apart. Grillby sprinted as fast as his legs could afford, grabbed the young monsters and summoned a fire shield on their heads. The rock slammed against the shield, shattering into melting shards. After some time, the earthquake finished. The little group stood there for a moment, petrified by the fear and the sudden adrenaline. Grillby looked at the three monsters. "You ok there?" he asked worriedly before releasing them. "Sure thing sir-..." Papyrus started, but then looked at him. "... Oh man, you look exactly like our friend, but older! Hey Ezra, is he an uncle of yours?" he asked the fire guy next to him. Ezra remained silent for a moment, confused at the sight of an older version of his brother, but before he could say anything Grillby spoke. "Not now, kid. I have to bring you all safe". Grillby decided to act as if he didn't know them. He had to. There was another Grillby waiting for his brother and friends. And the younger him will surely be filled with concern and guilt. It wasn't wise to give them all another weird thing. The fire man got up, and told the younger monsters to follow him. "What were you all doing here? This area is under maintenance. Imagine what would have happened if I didn't see you in time…". Grillby kept them near, quickly getting out of the city and heading towards Hotland. Then he remembered something. When his brother died, the letter that was sent to him said that his dust wasn't found in New Home… it was on a bridge in Hotland.

Almost the same moment the realization hit him, a second, stronger earthquake hit. Grillby didn't remember a second wave… or maybe was too scared to notice the interruption at the time. Grillby grabbed them all and runned as fast as he could to reach a safe place. In the blink of an eye rocks started falling from the ceiling, and almost killed them several times. Suddenly an enormous rock blocked the path, trapping them… on a bridge in Hotland. Grillby was about to turn around and try from another way, when Papyrus had an idea. "Let's move the rock! We can do this together!" He exclaimed, freeing himself from the fire man's grasp. Grillby had no time to try to stop him as the other two reached the young skeleton guy. Those young men… Papyrus summoned some attacks and Ezra held in hand a fire sword. They planted them under the rock using them as levers while Sans tried to move it with his blue magic. The rock moved by an inch, but it wasn't enough and they didn't have all that time. Grillby spotted a crack in the rock, but before he could stop the young monsters, it broke. Grillby instinctively went to his brother and pushed him away, taking the hit for him.

Ezra looked horrified at the man, half his body completely stuck under the rock as he slowly started dusting. “Oh shoot- no no no no no, please sir don’t die, I-I’ll help you! I-” he started, crouching and trying to pull him out. The fire man though gently laid a hand on his shoulder and looked at him, a small smile on his face. “It’s fine, Ezra. You’re fine, and that’s enough” he murmured before turning completely into dust. Ezra was terrified. He never saw someone dying, and this man resembled his brother too much. He looked at his friends and saw Papyrus stuck under the rock as well. Differently from the man though, he was still alive. He had to focus on who he could still save. He got up, the earthquake finally coming to an end, and helped Sans freeing his brother.

... I can't believe you really did this just because he made you face reality.

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[hailsatanacab]

A Persuasive Argument - dpxdc

"Great!" Danny says, clapping his hands together to get everyone's attention. The dinner table falls silent as everyone looks towards him. It's a full house today and, honestly, Danny's a little nervous. "I'm sure you're all wondering why I gathered you here today."

"It's dinnertime. In our house." Duke mutters, while doing a very bad job of concealing his yawn. He holds his fork poised over the braised beef, but, just like everyone else, still looks towards Danny before tucking in. It's intriguing enough to wait.

"Yeah, no one misses Alfie's dinner." Dick says, with a brilliant smile that Danny can't help but return.

"Precisely! What better time to talk to you all than when you're all actually here!"

"Wait, I thought you came round to work on our English essays?" Tim asks, blinking owlishly.

"I'm afraid I've lured you here under false pretences, Tim."

"This is where I live."

"I would still really appreciate help on that essay though, I mean, what the hell is Hamlet even about? I just don't get that old time-y language, like 'Hark! A ghost hath killed me!' - absolute rubbish, what does that even mean?"

"The ghost never kills anyone in Hamlet, he's there to tell Hamlet that he was murdered. Have you actually read it?"

"No, but it sounds like you have. Tim, I want this guy to help me with my essay instead. I know for a fact that you haven't read Hamlet, either."

"So? We don't need Jason, I've read the Sparknotes."

"Hi Jason, I'm Danny, pleasure to meet you, summarise Hamlet in three sentences or less."

"Am I auditioning to help you write your essays? I can't believe you’ve gone through your whole school life without reading it, it’s good!"

"Hamlet, along with a number of other classics, was banned in our house because it portrayed ghosts as intelligent and sympathetic beings rather than evil, animalistic beasts. I didn’t even get to see The Muppet's Christmas Carol until last year with Tim! It was surprisingly good, and I hate Christmas because everyone always argued and it sucked. But we're getting off topic. I—"

"No, no, please go back to that, because what the fu—"

"Boys, please." Bruce interrupts, looking to the world as if he wants to hang his head in his hands. "Danny, you were about to say something?"

"Oh, yeah, Mr. Wayne! Thanks!"

"Please, call me Bruce."

"Well, that very succinctly brings me to my point, because I'd actually really like to call you dad."

Nobody says a word. Nobody even blinks, all as shocked as the other, watching open-mouthed as Danny pulls his laptop out from beside his chair. Bruce can definitely feel a headache coming on.

"Before you say anything, I've prepared a 69 slide PowerPoint presentation on why you, Bruce Wayne, should adopt me, Danny Last-Name-Pending. Please save your questions, comments, and verdict until the end, thank you."

[theerurishipper]

Tim Drake, for no reason at all:

Dick Grayson, Tim's big brother in every conceivable way for the past several years:

[welcometogrouchland]

(ID in alt) I literally said I was gonna post this month's ago and then never had the wherewithal to describe it and so I didn't Lmao (said with pain). But since I'm thinking of opening my commissions I figured I should remind ppl that I. Yknow. Can draw.

Lots of Steph here (I had major art block making all of these and my brain worms for her kept me going) + some sprinkles of stephcass for Cass nation to enjoy!

[thesarcasticism]

i rewatched the persona 3 stage plays and i'm insane about shinjiham all over again. what do you MEAN she had a dream where she talked to him before the final battle and they promised to see each other again? what do you MEAN he speaks the last words in the whole entire play, "I'm here, Kotone. Just like we promised," implying that it was a SHARED dream???

oh and don't even FUCKING get me started on this

[shearingsheeps]

after having the first ideas for this animatic about 3 and a half years ago, i can happily say the sketch stage for community gardens is finished in its entirety! rambling under the cut

although i'd put this project down to work on other things for stretches of time— days, weeks, months— i always at least wanted to get the sketches and pacing laid out for the full animatic, and now it's just... here!! it's really wild to think about. it is very choppy and messy in places, with it being the first animatic i've ever attempted, but i'm so proud of it. the idea had been confined to paper and my own head, and now it's just here and i can watch it more or less like how i imagined it. holy shit.

i don't think this'd make the top 10 when it comes to hlvrai animatics, because there's so many out there that are gorgeous and have so much love put into them, but i never wanted mine to be the best possible version of itself. just having it exist is a point of pride! even things could've wound up better, i like the animatic i got, 3 year old art and all! i think drawing these flowers is muscle memory by this point, and i'm now intimately familiar with every start and stop of this scary jokes song, LMAO.

but! thank you for reading, thank you for watching, and i hope you like it! thanks for the interest this undertaking's been shown over the years. means a lot <:-)

[v88sy]

Every time I venture into the Bucktommy ao3 tags without filters, for curiosity and to check numbers, I remember why I have my filters so strict.

[gothpossums]

you hold it, you hold it, you let it go

[somegrumpynerd]

Remaining kitties for the garden

Here are all the kitties who didn't make it to the website and their pet screens c:

^The regular kitties (The nothing option would make Error show up and just kinda glare at everybody lol and there would be mirror and paper bag options to see Dust and Horror again)

^The winter kitties (The snow option would bring out Blue and Dream, the christmas lights brought Fresh and the stocking was Ink)

^The special pairs (I don't think any of these made it to the polls lol but putting out a bed would bring Horror and Dust together, putting out a rainbow cushion would bring Color and Killer (this was how you would finally be able to pet him) and putting down comic books would bring Epic and Cross, who would finally purr when pet with his bestie)

[galacta-phantasma]

The faint chirping of crickets could be heard as another day at Beecher's Hope drew to a close. Most of them live on the property, but those that don't visit so much that they might as well be.

Everyone's crammed into the main house tonight. Javier is playing a gentle melody on his guitar. Next to him, Kieran is building up the courage to ask Javier to teach him how to play, eyes darting between his nimble fingers and serene face. Mary-Beth, Lenny, and Jack are discussing the books they've read recently, the elder two of the trio helping Jack write his first short story. Closer to the corner of the room, Sadie is telling Charles and Arthur how her latest bounty nearly ended with her being catapulted into a river. Amelia - Abigail's spitting image - sits in her grandpa Hosea's lap, babbling logical nonsense the way only a 3 year old could, and he nods along as if she's telling him the world's darkest secrets. Tilly and Karen swap parenting tips as they sew, and Sean, sitting on the floor, is "helping" by adding a drop of blood to every lopsided stitch he makes.

In the kitchen, Molly, Pearson, and Abigail are arguing loud enough to shake the roof as Bessie and Jenny watch on placidly, poker game forgotten, only willing to step in should things come to blows. Jenny flagrantly fans herself with the cards Bessie slipped her. They've yet to notice. Uncle's been passed out for a few hours now, and Grimshaw is beginning to attempt to herd everyone to bed for an early morning none of them are rushing to meet.

And John? He's happier than he thinks he's ever been, hiding his big goofy grin behind his hat, chest fit to burst with all the love in his heart.

...and then he wakes up alone, in an empty house, in a different country. The only noises are the faint creaks of the house settling, the slight shuffle of blankets, and his own breathing. For a brief, selfish moment, he wishes he hadn't.

[aroaceleovaldez]

sometimes i wonder how the roman camp takes in new campers, since Percy’s entrance seemed less-than-average, judging by reactions. And CJC doesn’t really answer it either cause we don’t see the in-between of Claudia training and joining the legion. We don’t see it with Mimi either, and with Mimi we can’t really confirm if the reason she was seemingly alone was because Lupa doesn’t usually bring them to the entrance of camp, if she had left already, or if Mimi’s stench powers made Lupa avoid her.

Like, does Lupa normally just walk in whatever group she just finished training (since we know the pack will come pick up new campers sometimes)? Do they have to awkwardly walk in on their own and explain they’re coming over from the Wolf House? Does CJ keep track of who is currently at the Wolf House so they know to let them in when they’re done training? Is there any kind of documentation about their training and how it went or is it just “source: dude trust me” (which is implied how Hazel’s went)? how does this work.

[mistfallengw2]

Hey, a sylvari ask game!🌱

1. Are they a Dreamer or Soundless? What's their relationship with the Pale Mother and Ventari's teachings? If the first, have they ever thought about leaving the Dream behind? If the latter, why did they make that choice?

2. How much do they remember from the Dream? Did they have any particular experience in it before awakening?

3. Do they have a Wyld Hunt? Did they complete it?

4. How was their awakening? Did something particular happen? What's their first memory?

5. Are they from the first batch of Secondborn or did they awaken at some later point? What's their opinion on the Firstborn?

6. What did they do after leaving the Grove? Did they feel a particular call or did they just roam and explore Tyria? Would they still feel at home if they went back?

7. What was their first experience with other races? How did it impact them?

8. Do they fit well into sylvari society or are they more at home with other races? How do they feel about fellow sylvari? Do they have any particular sympathy or antipathy for other races?

9. Do they have a job/occupation? Why did they pick that? Did they ever change it? Are they happy with it or are they aiming for something else?

10. What are their hobbies and pastimes? Do they have any natural talent or particularly strong interest? Was it something they knew from the Dream or did they develop it once awakened?

11. Have they ever changed their own appearance? Was it intentional or due to external factors? Did it affect their glow as well? How long did it take? Would they ever change back?

12. What do they usually wear? Do they prefer regular clothes or growing "clothes" out of their bodies?

13. How do they feel about death? Does it make them curious or scared? Do they wish to understand it or do they simply accept it?

14. What do they think of the Nightmare Court? Would they ever join it? What would make them do so? / What made them join them? Would they ever leave it?

15. What are their feelings on their race being minions of the Jungle Dragon? What's their attitude towards those who turned? How do they feel about the shift in perception of their people from other races?

16. Where were they when the call of Mordremoth struck? Did they hear and follow it, or did they resist it?

17. If they were to turn into Mordrem, what would they look like? Would they manage to turn back? / When they turned into Mordrem, how did their appearance change? Did they manage to fully turn back?

18. [Free space for 3 pieces of trivia about your sylvari!]

[autumnrory]

lorelai and luke + pieces of each other (insp.)

- rachel's sweatshirt - william's hardware - max's daisy - the huppah - lorelai's heel - luke's truck - liz's earrings - the dragonfly inn - liz's matching necklace - the horoscope - william's boat - luke's flannel shirt - lorelai's dollhouse - luke's spatula - the character reference - liz's necklace 2.0

[lunarharp]

just tiresome scribblings today...a Slug

[skullzy20]

Began drawing this right after the release date was revealed but only now did I finish it

[suchine-toki]

Top 10 Gintaka moments

(Arranged chronologically because it was too difficult to choose. Spoilers ahead.)

1. Takasugi's laugh

After many encounters challenging the dojo, Gintoki sees Takasugi laugh for the first time, which becomes a core memory of his, a symbol of how things used to be and what he wants to preserve (ch. 517).

2. The promise

Surrounded by enemies, Takasugi asks Gintoki why he decided to join the war, to which Gintoki replies that, like him, it was not for a noble cause. At this, Takasugi recognizes that the two are good-for-nothing warriors, but asks Gintoki to take care of their sensei in case he dies. Likewise, Gintoki asks Takasugi to stay alive (ch. 516).

3. Gintoki's tears

Right after their sensei's death, Takasugi furiously runs towards Gintoki until, for a split second, he sees him crying. This becomes the last thing he saw with his left eye, a core memory that reminds him of the pain and grief they experienced (ch. 520).

4. Reunion at the festival

After 10 years of not seeing each other, Takasugi sneaks up behind Gintoki and threatens him with his sword, commenting on how easy it was and that he has become weak. He also tells him about his plan to kill the Shogun, claiming that within him there is a black beast that seeks revenge. At the same time, he confronts Gintoki for looking away from the past, making him unable to understand his feelings. To this, Gintoki responds that it's a shame that he underestimated him, which can be read in both a physical and emotional sense. It's assumed that they separate without another word (chs. 30-31).

5. They were the same

During a conversation with Nobume, Oboro asks her if Gintoki and Takasugi look like their sensei, to which she answers no, that the true resemblance was between them, since both had eyes full of sadness. As she says that, Gintoki and Takasugi can be seen passing each other, but only the former turns around to check that the latter is gone. It's worth mentioning that Gintoki warned Takasugi to be careful if he saw him walking down the street in chapter 97, but in the end he decided to not do anything (ch. 398).

6. Confession and realization

After their fight, with both of them on the floor, tired and full of injuries, Takasugi opens up to Gintoki about his suffering. He confesses to him that his face was the last thing he saw before losing his left eye, how devastating it was to see him cry, and the enormous survivor's guilt he feels, because he understands how much Gintoki loved Shouyo. To this, Gintoki responds that he didn't choose him, but simply knew what was important to theirsensei, thus lifting the burden from Takasugi's shoulders. Not only that, but Gintoki also confesses that, despite everything, he continues to see him as a fellow disciple of the Shouka Sonjuku and a comrade, whose soul he will protect (ch. 520).

7. Sword exchange

After a long coma, Takasugi awakens in Rakuyo and throws his sword to save Bansai. Likewise, Gintoki launches his bokuto to save Shinpachi, leaving them both unarmed. This is when they decide to take each other's sword and protect what is important to the other, reinforcing the message that a sword is made to protect the soul, and on other occasions that it even embodies it. Afterwards, they pass through hordes of enemies in order to see each other again, defending the other from an imminent attack and retrieving their weapon while locking eyes and making snarky remarks (ch. 573).

8. Pep talk

While everyone on Earth seems defeated, Gintoki hears a familiar voice over the radio. Hundreds of kilometers, far up in space, Takasugi tells him that they have everything under control and encourages him to continue fighting. Likewise, Gintoki assures him that on his side they haven't lost yet, and playfully encourages him, asking if he has already been reduced to junk. Despite being injured, Takasugi tells him to be ready when he comes for him, to which Gintoki smiles (ch. 650).

9. Let's rescue sensei

The greatest tragedy in Takasugi's life is not only the death of his teacher, but also that Gintoki had to be the one to kill him. Aware that he has little left to live, he admits that now he can be a little more honest with what he really wants to do. After fighting Gintoki as a way to punish himself, he's now able to recognize that he wishes to fight alongside him, while also wanting to alleviate his suffering by sharing the burden of his actions that day. Upon hearing this, the serious expression on Gintoki's face turns to astonishment at being able to achieve mutual understanding and once again have a common goal that is deeply personal to both of them (ch. 682).

10. Born under the same star

While Gintoki's eyes reflect the despair he feels at having to strike Takasugi's body, he remembers their childhood together. Gintoki fought very hard to protect everyone, but Takasugi fought even harder to protect him, and although Gintoki was definitely not ready to lose him, Takasugi was content with the idea that he had prevented him from killing their sensei once more. Knowing that he has little time left, it's Gintoki's turn to be more sincere. He embraces Takasugi and reassures him, acknowledging that he did indeed manage to protect him and that he wished they could have drunk together more often. But Takasugi tells Gintoki he doesn't want to hear him like this and he asks him not to send him off with a sad face. Mustering willpower, Gintoki smiles and tells him to wait for him in hell, which becomes the last sight from Takasugi's right eye as he smiles back before dying. No longer able to restrain his emotions, Gintoki weeps as he watches the sunset (ch. 703).

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