#ancestor asks

[norts-trolls]

*Steals ss's clothes while he sleeps*

He woke up to the smell of burnt troll. SS: 𝕀𝕥'𝕤 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕣𝕖��𝕤𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕟𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕞𝕖.

[ase-trollplays]

how does ursula feel about her descendant

~~~I am pr0ud t0 have pr0duced a tr0ll as fine as her. Beautiful, determined, ruthless, p0werful. I delight in calling her mine.~~~

[zephyrine-gale]

thinking about scaramouche team dynamics ft kazuscara

[yourfavaschips]

The Ancestor from Darkest Dungeon?

The Ancestor from Darkest Dungeon would be Cape Cod Dark Russet Kettle Cooked Potato Chips!

[helmtechnician]

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while Her Imperious Condescension's colonial pursuits never falter, She does take breaks.

And when She stops, So do I.

And, on some rare occasions, when the crew leaves the docked ship to visit a space station,

I get to leave with them.

Onboard the station, they take care of me, as ordered.

I can't function well without the wires anymore.

Doesn't matter, I'm always connected to wires these days.

The mechanics dote on me, and I'm often the most intact of the helmsmen docked for maintenance.

Sometimes I wish the crew would be more careless with me, and give me a chance to fade, like the rest of them do.

But, I know that all She will give me are a few, rare, days.

Spent in my small body looking outside, for as long as She will allow. So I go through the motions.

[sonokido]

What is Riley’s favorite food?

Grill Fish...

[serpentface]

Meet cute

[At this point Brakul is a prisoner of war, speaks very little Wardi, and understands just enough to get that Janeys is A) asking for him to expand on his given name and B) being mad annoying. So he’s listing off his entire ancestry.]

[TEXT]

Janeys: You must have a name. Mine is Haidamane. "jay-nees hai-dah-mah-nay". You might have heard of it? My father funds the entire Yellowtail route.

Brakul: ...Ok.

Janeys: So you haven't. Well I guess that's to be expected. What's your name then? Your name?

Brakul: Brakul.

Janeys: Brakul what?

Brakul: ...Brakul?

Janeys: What's after that? Don't tell me you don't have a surname.

Brakul: I have.

Janeys: So what is it?

Brakul: Brakul virsum Kuligan, et Dirunys et Fetken et Brakul et Gornaid et Ultarnaith et Bril et Finntaigr et Kulsagh et Guimír et Magdenarch et Ailahstaigr et Fírudai et Borunil

Janeys: Ok.

Brakul: et Kulniad et Brinsaid et Ullyos et Bruníl

Janeys: Ok I get it.

Brakul: et Áibethil et Findelaithe et Bratuvhed

Janeys: Ok yeah you're-. You're fucking with me. That's hilarious.

Brakul: et Maebra

Janeys: You're so funny. You're-. Uh.

Brakul: et Damaekul et Bisheldir

Janeys: STOP.

Brakul: et Ludseig

[szynkaaa]

This is my first time asking but I'm going to ask anyway (and English is not my native language) I'm curious to know how your OC and the destined one met (I mean how was their first interaction)

hi hi! thank you so much for your ask, this is the first time I have received one about my OC <3

probably something like this (read right-to-left)

Gonna use this chance to talk a bit more about my AU lol

Wrote in a separate post here that Oz has met Sun Wukong before when she was a child and he was buried under the mountain.

So when she got whisked back into fantasy ancient China, she landed where Yuan Shoucheng aka Gourd Grandpa (the old man carrying a big gourd on his back) was already waiting there for her. He foresaw her arriva. The vague gist of my AU is that the the reason why this Destined One succeeds in retrieving all artifacts and becomes SWK is because he is also sort of the manifestation of that childish promise 5-years-old Oz made that she will save SWK one day (from under the mountain but clearly that didn't happen lol). But also since her ancestor is from this world, her descendants were fated to return back here one day.

Gourd grandpa updates her on her ancestors and their roles in the Celestial Court and the shitstorm that happened that ultimately let to the clan being massacred and one person escaping to "our" world, where magic doesn't exist and all those people are just characters from myths and stories. But also her ancestor isn't the only person that traversed through the two worlds - over the centuries more have come and gone. This is also why people in her world have those myths and deities. In my AU Wu Cheng'en also escaped from fantasy ancient China into her world and then wrote Journey to the West. He took artistic liberty to change some things for his novel, hence some things in BMW are different than in JTTW (like the ZBJ and violet spider love story or how SWK had a romance with White Bone Demon).

Anywayyy, Oz task on the adventure is to document their journey together, and she is responsible for using the magical gourd to suck in the will of the defeated bosses in.

And 2-3 days later the Destined One shows up. I don't think Oz was very happy about leaving gourd grandpa and join the Destined One on his travel, but if he is her best chance to find a way back home to see Taylor Swift live, then she will do it.

The Destined One is indifferent to mildly annoyed about this, but doesn't protest too much, as long as she doesn't slow him down yadda yadda. I do think that DO did feel some sort of special connection to her, because he is sort of a manifestation of that promise. it doesn't really take long for him to get used to her and also to care for her. One of Sun Wukong's massive core trait is that he cares so much for his loved ones and does not hesitate to do the impossible for them, and I like to imagine that even though SWK senses have been split into 6 different parts, the caring part stayed with each Destined One reincarnation.

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[blueskittlesart]

saw your "THEY OCARINAOF TIME'D ME" post earlier today and I hadn't done the final dungeon yet so I was like well I can't wait to see what that's about. and then I finish the final dungeon and I assumed it was gonna be something in the lore dump cutscenes the goddesses give you so I'm mildly confused when that finishes and I'm no clearer on what your post meant. then I exit the dungeon and that void shows up.and before it even does anything IMMEDIATELY it clicks I'm like OH. YEAH OK. IT'S FUCKING OCARINA AGAIN

hello young legend of zelda protagonist. You have just been assigned a fetch-quest involving several rare artifacts which act as keys to the ultimate power that exists in your universe, a power which you know for a fact the villain of your story is attempting to steal. you should definitely keep all of these objects on you at once even though you're a kid with very little actual combat training. don't hide them or get a bodyguard or anything. come closer

[teecupangel]

Hi Teacup! Sorry for the long post in advance. This idea has been plaguing me for ages, so now everyone else gets to suffer too.

I would like to add to the Desmond menagerie with the biggest badass of the avails to ever live: The Hasst Eagle. The Hasst Eagle was around 15kgs with a 3m wingspan and hunted prey 13 times its own size. No one in any time period could think Desmond is an ordinary eagle.

Ratonhnhaké:ton's village would take one look at Desmond the toddler sized bird and go definitely a spirit.

I also have the wonderful image of Desmond saving Petruccio by just picking him up and flying off in my head (I might be overestimating Desmonds strength and underestimating Petruccio's size, but I found funny imagining the guards faces). And then I remembered the story of Zeus and Ganymede; which made me imagine Ezio chasing down Desmond and threatening to pluck him if he even thinks about taking Petruccio's purity.

It’s really huge, that’s for sure.

Giovanni knew of the Desmond.

The large eagle of legends, the guardian of the Brotherhood.

He had grown up listening to his father tell stories of Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad and his great eagle. How the large bird’s shadow brought fear to the Templars who see it. How fast it was even when it was bigger than any other birds.

How intelligent it was, using gestures to communicate with his chosen one.

How it had served as the guardian and godfather of Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad’s children.

It had seemed like a tall tale but Giovanni never doubted it.

How could he?

When the great eagle was painted over the ceiling of the Sanctuary below Monteriggioni.

He had no reasons to doubt its existence.

But he never talked about the eagle of legends to his children. The Templars would know about the Desmond.

It was too much of a risk, telling the stories to children who could just as easily talk about it to others.

Unintentionally catch the ears of the wrong people.

But now he deeply regretted it.

“Ezio, stop!” Giovanni shouted, unable to keep the panic out of his voice.

How could he?

His second son, a cheerful boy of the age of six, was trying to beat the eagle of legend with a stick, shouting at the eagle loudly, “Go away! Shoo! Shoo!”

“Ezio!” Giovanni shouted, grabbing Ezio’s wrist before he could smack the eagle once more.

Not that he was able to.

Any time the stick was even close to hitting the bird, the Desmond simply flicked one of its wing, parrying the strike and causing Ezio to stagger backwards.

Ezio was a stubborn child though and he would continue to try and hit the bird even as it simply parried all his strikes.

Once it was clear that Ezio couldn’t whack the bird, he turned to his father as he shouted, “Petruccio!”

Giovanni was about to ask what he meant by that but the Desmond lifted its wings, showing his youngest son softly giggling as he tried to crawl away from the bird. One of the bird’s talons was gripping Petruccio’s clothes, keeping the boy still.

Giovanni’s eyes widened as he realized that they were in the second floor balcony that Petruccio’s room had. It was always meant to be locked considering Petruccio was a curious child.

And the railings had enough distance between each pillar that Petruccio could slip through.

The Desmond stared at Giovanni expectantly as it slowly lifted its talon and Giovanni used his other hand to scoop his youngest son into his arms while the baby tried to crawl to the railings.

“Thank you.” Giovanni said as he bowed deeply at the bird, earning a confused frown from Ezio.

The bird simply shook its body, reminding Giovanni of a man stretchering before the bird turned to stare at Ezio. It lifted one of its wings and Giovanni’s blood ran cold, worried about how much Ezio had offended the bird.

The bird did not try to hurt Ezio though. Instead, it used its wing to pat Ezio’s head three times before hopping away. It flapped its wings and flew out of the balcony.

And Giovanni finally let out a relieved sigh.

[bonefall]

Heads up! There is going to be a very long and detailed post about making sausages dropping in a few hours.

It's got a big red content warning and a readmore, so nothing is going to get gruesomely dropped on you, but make sure you add "butchery" or "cw butchery" to your tag filters to be extra safe if the idea of processing animal carcasses is upsetting to you!

It also has an image of sausage casings before they're scraped. I tried to whack the post with as many CWs as I can think of but I'd recommend "cw meat" or "cw organs" if you need them.

[g1deonthefirst]

Your BOE being descended from trillionaires post made me have a thought. It definitely shouldn’t matter, but I always thought it was in large part implied that the trillionaires took/would have a vastly larger amount of support staff on the crafts because they’d need them to operate and the rich people of today are useless without tons of employees and people doing their work for them. I always saw BOE as descending from both them and the rich. The books also mentioned human colonies on other planets prior to earths destruction, maybe they joined BOE as well? So I assumed John trying to destroy the ships to get at the trillionaires was another moment he didn’t care about “collateral damage” and was fully willing to kill the hundreds/thousands of blameless servants, pilots and regular people on the ships.

oh i ABSOLUTELY agree with this. i might be mistaken but i think it's actually confirmed in ntn that they have a ton of support staff on the ship. the point of my post was just that even if boe members were somehow solely descended from trillionaires, it surely wouldn't make any material difference 10,000 years later — but absolutely the majority of the people on those ships were likely support staff, and those staff likely comprise the majority of the original ancestors of non-house people.

which, frankly. can you imagine being one of those people. like, you're an engineer or a cook or whatever, and you've been hired to be staff on an FTL ship. and you're gonna have to leave all your family behind on a dying planet, but it's okay, because the governments of the world have assured you that there's room enough for everybody; they're going to catch one of the later fleets out and join you. so you get onboard one of those FTL ships. and you're just getting out of the solar system when the entire earth dies.

[helmtechnician]

A fascinating insight into the inner workings of our esteemed flagship!

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Sorry for being insane , and for the horrible graphic design .. anyways here's the text on the pages if you have difficulty reading it

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POPULAR TROLLMECHANICS

THINKING ABOUT REFFITING YOUR ENGINES ?: Check out our picks for the best helm accessories available on the market today, with advice to help you make the perfect choice for your ship P.54

THE MOST POWERFUL EQUIPMENT NEEDS THE BEST ENGINEERS!: Learn all about the thorough maintenance routine Her Imperious Condescension's skilled team of engineers stick to to ensure that the most powerful (and oldest!) engine in our mighty fleet keeps running for thousands more sweeps! .

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HYGIENE, REPAIR AND HEALTH

"Something a lot of newer crews miss, is the importance of hygiene".

The empress is known to put a lot of emphasis on keeping her iconic helmsman intact and in good enough shape to power her ship perpetually , and so her engineering team is highly trained and capable in both the mechanical and the more medical aspects of helm care. The chief engineer told us all about the philosophy present on the imperial flagship: "On this ship we really believe that keeping the helmsman physically healthy by seeing to its biological needs , similar to yours or mine, such as brushing its teeth or washing its hair, is the key for a long lasting engine". Working with such dated equipment is not without its challenges, but the crew -

A small change in your outlook on helm maintenance could make your engine last a lot longer, and stronger!

Touring the flagship made it evident that while the helmsman is not a living, sentient troll such as the actual crew manning the ship, it is still more similar to them than to the computers surrounding it. For this reason, it should come as no surprise that it can fall victim to ailments like sicknesses and disorders comparably to any living troll. The crew stresses that these problems can easily be avoided by simply spending a few minutes each day, or at least once a week, practicing basic care on your helmsman. Our team met with a specialist who recalled encountering a rotting, sick, and weak helmsman powering a smaller spacecraft they had once visited to oversee maintenance. No wonder the ship was running slow and unreliably! See, a lot of captains are repulsed by their engine, and want to avoid seeing it as much as possible. This is the wrong approach!

Hygiene for your helmsman should be thorough and even down to the teeth, as they are the source of many infections. Just be careful not to get bitten!

[swampybogg]

sketch Twin-Shadowed Knight spoiler

[intheholler]

I'm a many-many-generations-Appalachian, and when I was a teenager, everyone assumed I'd leave, so I thought I should. And then when I did leave, someone called my mama and told her I was the most homesick child they'd seen in decades, that she should come get me. She didn't, because she wanted me to succeed that badly, but I got myself back to Appalachia PDQ. And then I never left again, because Appalachia is where I belong.

I know the stereotypes, but we can be happy here, too. I've got a good life, with a well-paying job I love, a silver anniversary spouse, wonderful children, and a nice house. My mama lives with us and that's just how we like it. Our quietly queer little family is proud to be Appalachian, and our children learn our history, like the recorded story from their great-grandfather who saw the Baldwin-Felts get off the train in Matewan.

Are there problems in Appalachia? Sure. But that doesn't mean we are all living in misery. Appalachian lives are more than poverty porn and strip mines and drugs and Dew mouth. We have our own festivals and music and art and foods and books to celebrate our shared heritage. We have our own holidays, too, like the first day of deer season. There can be a lot of joy in our Appalachian lives, if we let it.

And of course, we can all join together to remind folks that #heaintfromaroundhere ;)

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