#arcana apprentice backstory

[yumenari]

Guys did you know today is the birthday of the loml (and their snake familiar)

[samtheplatypus]

CW for panic attack and reference to being burnt alive, I guess

Demien always finds himself safe with Julian, and as long as he's there he knows he'll be fine, the candle was just too close. Still, just having Julian there to ground him is more than enough.

This was based of one of @iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia HCs (when M6 accidentally trigger MC to be specific)

And as said by our dear Brainrot, this was supposed to be a sweet gesture, a midnight treat, sadly triggering an awful event in Dem's life, or their death (?

I finished this kind of fast because I got hyperfixated and it's been laying in my gallery for weeks, yikes.

[deepiintheocean]

hes trying really hard not to kill julian

[diothethief]

☆A piece of Zero’s past. Zero and Asra are distantly related (think first/second cousins). Asra traveled to Vesuvia with his parents when they were commissioned by Lucio, and Zero stayed behind in Zadith to study magic.

Zero’s aunt sent them a letter officially passing the magic shop to them, as well as info on Asra, who was ‘missing’ at the time. Zero traveled to Vesuvia to move into the shop and find Asra.

Asra is a young teen here, about 14-15 years old, and Zero is about 16-17. From this point, Zero and Asra develop an inseparable bond.☆

(Also I forgot Zero’s mole and their horn things on the second page,,,,I was tired but fueled by pure autistic passion I’m sorry)

[sweetestlittledarling]

The Songbirds Backstory

For @vesuviaweekly's prompt of many questions which I figured would be a good chance to finally hammer in the Songbird's backstory (my three sibling apprentices). Is this post going to be for me mostly? Probably, but I enjoy being creative and it's been sitting in my brain for a long while. So...yeah...(lol)

P.s. I have a bit more to this that goes into the game and beyond but Lord Tumblr only has so much space so I probably will have to post that at a later date.

Before the game even began...

Nightengale Fae, a student studying magic under her mentor Aunty Agatha, meets Arthur Dupont, the second son of a well-known magical family (with some dark ties to shadow magic). Against the wishes of both family and mentor, Nightengale and Arthur fall in love and get married in secret. To escape Arthur’s family, they flee the city.

Nightengale and Arthur settle on a small island only fishermen seem to know about called Dunlet, where there a small port town by the name of Winterville. Nightengale sets up shop as the town’s resident healer while Arthur took over the lighthouse which became their home.

They had their first child Robin, who seemed to have a magical talent right away. Robin seemed to draw magic from both his parents though Arthur told him never to use Shadow magic which was a specialty of Arthur’s family. Robin, wanting to make his parents happy agrees and instead focuses on light magic like his mother.

A few years later Nightengale discovered she was pregnant again, this time with twins. But Arthur got news that his brother wanted to meet with him to discuss family business. Scared of what his brother and/or family might try if he didn’t go Arthur decided to go, asking Robin to take care of everyone while he was gone. He never returned and is presumed dead.

Nightengale now on her own had trouble carrying the twins, Sparrow and Lark who nearly died in the birth. Robin, somewhat unknowingly, used his magic to save them, connecting them for the rest of their lives.

The kids grow up on the island with their mother, enjoying life and being together. The town folk help out by watching them as a thank you to Nightengale and her taking care of them. Robin was very grown up even at a young age, trying to help his mother as much as he could. He dreamed of traveling like his father but always felt the need to stay close to his family.

Sparrow grows into a smart young lady, who was nobody’s push over as she was always incredibly determined (which Lark later calls stubborn). She also enjoys the stories from the sailors, and they will often bring her books to read, her favorite being romantic stories of pirates and sailors.

Lark was noticeably quiet, often hiding behind his sister and letting her talk. He enjoys learning about animals though he also spends a good amount of time in bed as he was often sickly. Robin and Sparrow were always there to entertain him and they mostly play together because there are rarely any children on the island except them.

Robin has a dream one night of playing on a beach and meeting a blond-haired boy about his age. This is his first meeting with Asra in the magic realm though he doesn’t remember it when he wakes up.

One day a stranger arrives on the island that everyone is wary of. It turns out to be Arthur’s brother Bertrand and he has come to find his brother’s family. He tricks Nightengale into leaving the kids alone and tries to kidnap the twins. Robin intervenes and manages to wound Bertrand before he is wounded himself. Nightengale is able to intervene and save them.

Nightengale takes all three kids to the magic place where Robin is healed and Nightengale strikes a deal with the Magician. She offers her magic for the power to protect her children from their father’s family as she knew that she could not do it alone. The Magician warns that giving up one’s magic would mean death for one such as herself, but Nightengale knows it would be the only way to protect them. Robin and Asra agree to meet before they are sent back, and the children wake to find their mother gone.

A family friend takes them to Vesuvio where they are to live with a still bitter Aunt Agatha (she holds a grudge for a long time). Agatha begrudgingly takes the kids in and starts to build their talents in magic finding each other them being talented in various forms (Robin- Storm, which is water and light magic, Sparrow- Spirit which is connected to the heart and feelings of others with a little fire and ice, Lark- Living which is connected to nature and the world). She remains their caretaker for a couple of years before she has to take ‘retirement’ leaving them the shop and all that resides inside. The three struggle for a bit, trying to figure out how to run things on their own but somehow manage.

On the eve of the celebration of the arrival of the new empress, the family meets Asra, a tarot card reader who they adopt as one of the family. Realizing Asra’s innate magical talent, Robin begs Asra to help him teach the twins. Asra agrees and moves in with the family. Not long after Asra and Robin begin dating. Their life is happy, though Asra often times disappears for lengthy periods of time leaving Robin feeling once again abandoned and frustrated at being the only one who stays.

Sparrow and Lark as teenagers start to discover themselves. Sparrow struggles with romantic love and self-love as she goes through many love interests (of all genders). Her longest romance is with a man named Freddy who promises marriage but ends up sailing away. She is still incredibly defensive of her family earning her the nickname ‘Guard Dog’ which she both loves and hates.

Lark is dealing with his gender identity as well finding his voice. As he gets older, he comes out of his sister’s shadow and discovers that he can be strong, though he still deals with anxiety and worry. He tries to hide his feeling behind a cocky attitude and pranks which are the bane of everyone’s existence.

As the plague sets in, they are determined not to lose their home again, even at Asra’s insistence that they run. Robin and Asra have a massive argument with ends with Asra leaving and Robin feeling regretful.

Sparrow, wanting to help, gets a job with a local doctor, Julian. She learns much in her time with him and develops a bit of a crush on the doctor (though it wasn’t the right time for either of them). She ends up getting sick and travels to the Lazaret. In the Lazaret Sparrow tries to use the skills she had learned from Julian to make people more comfortable before succumbing to the plague herself.

Lark, angered by his sister’s death, went to Julian in furious anger, blaming him for everything. He was taken to the Lazaret, alone and scared, wishing he could go back to being happy again.

Robin was the last to go, lost without Asra or his siblings. Before his death he managed to visit Asra in a dream, trying to apologize for what had happened and to say goodbye. This spurred Asra to return to Vesuvio, but it was too late.

Years later Asra managed to take a hold of the spell that would bring back the Songbirds (by hijacking it from Lucio lol), but it wasn’t strong enough to bring back all three and it was impossible to bring back just one. Wanting to fix all the pain, Robin sacrificed most of his magic weaking himself severally but allowing the Magician to bring back him and his siblings. They all awoke in their home, unaware of their deaths and having very scattered memories of the past.  

So it begins...

[jojea]

bg3 oc run….. 2!

[fox-daddy]

The Lazaret part 2 (mc story)

Part 1; here.

It had been Kyle's first week on the Lazaret and not much had changed yet. Kyle hadn't gotten any letters from Julian or Asra and while Julian didn't surprise him with the amount of work the Dr. piled on himself. There was something weird about having heard nothing back from Asra, even after their argument two weeks felt intense, then again he couldn't really talk having been unable to send a single letter. Each time he thought maybe it would be good enough he found himself shoving it into the chest he had for his belongings. It had slowly gone from him trying to spend an hour everyday trying to find out how to write it to slowly every moment of his free time whenever not tending to people's needs, eating and sleeping. A part of him said it would be easier if Asra had written something since replying was easier than trying to figure out exactly how to explain everything. The more he thought about it the less he knew what to say nor how to say it.

Yet writing to Julian was almost too easy. Just mentioning how his chores were mainly setting up beds, making sure they eat and drank, helping the Dr.s trying out different medicine. Truth was their was one more job, one that made the job go from gloomy to a new level of darkness, the furnaces. He had been lucky to avoid being put on them often but even only being on that job once or twice having people on the table only to be turned to ash by the fire. He hadn't been sure what was worse, being the one to push them in and close the door or being the one that had to move the ash afterwards knowing the gray easily broken apart powder was all that remained, that and charred bones. Feeling a shiver run up his spine he tried to shake it from his memory as he looked at the rough letter he had in his hands. Deciding not to mention that job he had focused on highlighting his job and everything that had been going on. Only when he was sure he had everything did he scroll it up to start work on a letter to Asra. And sat there staring at it, even as the sun set. With nothing but a chill creeping in he headed inside. Putting everything away he almost collapsed into the bed before quickly falling asleep.

When he woke up he felt tired as he stretched. Having a bad feeling he headed over to a nearby reflection. Red sclera, he knew he would have to work fast. Having rolled up the scrolls before hand it wasn't too hard ro roughly move them into a smaller container. Only taking the scrolls and his cape, it might ha e fireproof protections but he didnt want to risk it. With it in a smaller container he put on his plague dr. Mask. Taking a deep breath he made sure he had the key to the shop and some valuables he had but no use for. Picking up the chest he headed to the shore to meet with the boat person doing the first trip and least busy.

"I need your help. I'm willing to pay you this bag full of coin, a couple of pears and other treasures all for the simple price of, taking this to the magic shop and putting it inside, locking the door after with the key inside. When you come back you can have all of this."

"What makes you think that's worth my time and how do I know you wont just refuse to pay?" The sharp tone caused Kyle to flinch slightly.

"If it's not worth taking a box to a shop and leaving it there that's up to you. As for me refusing to pay, I'm four foot tall you could probably throw me over the wall without trying. I just need this box delivered because it's for someone." He decided to half lie at the end. Technically the shop would probably go to Asra and this was now a part of the shop. Shaking the thought he tried to focus.

"Fine but you better be here or I'll find you"

"The island isn't that big, I'll just stay on the beach." Kyle reassured while walking over to the nearby beach. The ash stuck to his shoes as he waited. A part of him knew they could just ditch the box and yet there was no reason to regr- he had to tell Julian and Asra. He actually had to tell them. Heading inside but leaving the bag half buried just in case, he soon returned with quill, ink and paper. It was not ideal but he had to inform them. Yet he had no idea how to write it. Straight to the point? Humor? No humor? Taking a deep breath Kyle tried to calm himself.

'Hey, Julian.

As you know I have been working on the Lazaret, well you probably know where this is going, I have it. I have been unable to process the right words to tell Asra, could you please tell him for me?.

~ Kyle'

Taking a deep breath at the messy but legible writing. Scrolling it up he got up as he saw the person returning. "Here's the bag as I promised and I was wondering since your going to shore next if you could pass this along?" He handed over the bag and letter.

"Fine." With a satisfying nod he left. He knew they hated being told what to do but also knew today wasn't the day to argue. Taking off the plague dr. outfit with nothing else to do the adrenaline of it slowly started to fade away as he felt a lot worse. Heading to the patients he decided to find a good spot and settle down. As he let time blur around him. It was weird like a single minute had passed or an hour and he wouldn't know. He found his mind drifting from Julian to Asra to his older brother he had left behind when he had run away. Was he still alive? Did he miss him? Kyle knew he missed him and the forest. Closing his eyes he tried to imagine the bird calls the bright sun, the hot yet heavily moist air, the sound of the water, just everything he could to try and let time past faster. From being tackled off the tree into the ocean by Tui, to Albatross picking him up from behind and play fighting with him. Trying to shake the thoughts away it only moved onto his time on the pirate ship, helping someone design a tarot deck in return for them fixing his cape up, he didn't even know tarot back then and yet the description's she had given him had helped him draw what she wanted. Closing his eyes he could still imagine the night they had spent cuddled up together in the crows nest before he had woken up alone. Making it to the shop and meeting his aunt and learning magic properly, the masquerade. Between his daydreaming, coughing and feeling awful the day slowly passed on.

Before he knew it he was being gently pulled onto a bed, and he made no effort to fight as he laid down. His hands barely recognizable with the plagues red veins that ran up his arm like spider webs leaving his hands red. It wasn't as bad as some patients he had seen and had the feeling if left alone he could survive a few more days maybe even a week. Yet he also knew their was no point arguing, today, tomorrow, next week his future was the fire. The only way his story would end is in fire, he had been told years ago he had a complicated relationship with fire, it had burned his house down and his sister had used it to scare him away, it had always had a way to find him and here he was facing fire again. He didn't even need to pretend to be fully focused to know where he was going, where he knew he would end up. Yet when he found himself in the confirmed dark space it fully set in this was where it was all going to end. And yet all he could think was 'I'm sorry'. 'I'm sorry I didn't leave when they wanted me to, I'm sorry I tried falling in love, I'm sorry I ran away, I'm sorry I couldn't say no, I'm sorry, I'm- I'm sorry' As he felt the heat of the fire bellow building he closed his eyes his throat dry and harsh. "-I'm sorry" he wasn't sure what part he was apologizing for, all of it? did it matter? With the heat building around him more and more he closed his eyes taking a deep breath-

He couldn't remeber anything else. Yet he could feel a soft pain all over his joints everwhere. But it wasn't pain, it didn't hurt, it was something else, a soft numbness. Lifting their head up they were in a forest. Yet, they couldn't get up. Their body felt hollow like it wasn't there like it was just their mind, was this the magic realm? why were they stuck then? trying to force themnselves to get up a thick mud clung to them dragging them down.

He had no idea how long it had been, their was no way to tell time. It was always sunny, it was always hot and it was only getting hotter. It was like when he thought it couldn't get worse the sun would shine even stronger as if to prove them wrong. It was always trying to prove him wrong. No, matter how hot it got the mud never dried up. He had hopped maybe the sun would dry it up and yet he only sunk deeper each time he thought maybe it was close to drying up. He had gone form his legs being stuck to only his arms above being out of the mud. Even then he could feel it dragging at his clothes, it wanted him to finish sinking. It wasn't just the mud, as he sunk the forest itself seemed to glitch like it couldn't keep itself alive, the trees started to bleed together into oen solid wooden wall, the sky turned from leaves to a blochy mess of greens and blues. It was falling apart within itself, breaking itself down slowly. Their was something inside him telling him to just give up to close his eyes and let himself sink into the mud, When those thoughts got loud he would struggle, no. He couldn't give up. He had no idea where he was but he wasn't goning to give up.

As he found himself struggling something changed. It was hard to know what but he could sense something nearby. Looking over he tesned, a large creature stood nearby, it's beak opened and closed as it seemed to suddenly rush towards him. Unable to predirct what it wanted he tried to cover his face as it stopped above him looking down at him with it's head tilted. While he couldn't hear it he could swear he could almost sense waht it wanted. It wanted to save him, a trade, a deal. He knew better than making deal's with demons and yet this didn't feel like a demon, but trying to think where his mind fogged over, where was he from? where were they from? The creature held out a large paw with feathers ruffled down it's arm. 'Let me live inside you and I'll give you my body and magic. You will lose waht memories you remember still, but you can gain them back again as you grow.' His memories and lettign this thing live inside him for a new body, new magic. A sharp numbness ran up what little of his spine he could still feel as he reached out grabbing the paw, a chance to be reborn and all he had to do was let this thing live inside him. Suddenly everything blurred together as he felt them suddenly tug them out of the mud, standing on their hind paws as they fell backwards, out of where they were. As they rolled he felt himself melting into them.

The next thing he felt was diorantaited, everything hurt and his hands didn't look right, his hands moved on their own ripping out the few feathers that stuck out of his arms. Sharp pain raidating as the feathers seemed to melt into a black liquid that vanished into them as he laid down unable to stay up, unable to stay awake. Unsure where he was, what he was, who he was, everything melted and blurred together as he closed his eyes. Would he even remember this, he wondered as he let the soft darkness consume him once more.

[queenfishie]

So I relented and played through the long ass prologue of The Arcana for old times sake and I forgot just how hard they push you to go do Asra’s route first.

I have NEVER done his route lol, in high school I wanted Lucio so bad and it was long before they started adding the act two routes. So Lucio, Portia and Muriel.

And you know what I STILL have no idea the backstory behind the apprentice and Asra. Maybe I can finally play through his route lol, it was so fun hating on him in the options though for no reason. ESPECIALLY on the Lucio route.

[thesongbirdssonginvesuvia]

Songbirds Au Master Post

This is my master post for my Arcana Fanfiction AU, with my three sibling apprentices: Robin, Sparrow, and Lark, otherwise known as the Songbirds.

The Songbirds:

Arcana Apprentice/MC Ask

The Songbirds Backstory

Head cannons:

O.B.W.T.W.A.D.T.B

Nightmare Realms

Leverage AU idea

Musing On Lucio

Stories:

Vesuvia Weekly: Secret Smiles (Multiple Couples)

The Freddy Problem (Sparrow/Julian)

A Different Kind of Love (Multiple Couples)

Devotion (Sparrow/Julian)

The Most Dangerous Game (Asra and the Songbirds)

Love Notes (Sparrow/Julian)

Waiting for Lark (Sparrow & Muriel)

The Maize Maze Part 2 (Sparrow/Julian and Lucio)

Fix it (Asra and the Songbirds)

Warmth in the Storm (Sparrow/Julian)

Magic Shop (Various)

Candlelight Glow (Asra)

Warm Blankets (Robin, Sparrow, Lark, and other)

Always Loved (Sparrow/Julian)

When the Doctor Gets Sick (Sparrow/Julian)

Carmel Macchiato (Robin/Asra)

Candle's Lights Glow (Asra and his Parents)

Warmth in the Storm (Sparrow/Julian)

Good Signs (Robin/Asra, various)

The Lullabye (Sparrow/Julian)

Dancing in the Fountain (Sparrow/Julian)

Art Commissions:

Julian/Sparrow (2)

Muriel/Lark (2)

Robin

Sparrow

Lark

Other:

[ivquatro]

Sabel Diaemus, my Apprentice at The Arcana!

I've remade Sabel for the fourth time! (And this post for the second time because I accidentally deleted the first one.)

Next, go at your own risk, as it's going to be a long post! :

My first version, I had thought of a raccoon as her animal, because I always imagined her as a cunning person with "dubious morals", hence the name Lotor (Procyon lotor). When I started playing, Julian was my favorite.

Sabel version n°1:

After playing Lucio and Nadia's route, everything changed and Sabel became more like the witch she is today. I wanted to give her a seductive air, which is inconsequential. That's how version 2 of her came about. It is notable that Lucio has a certain influence on Sabel's clothes, at which time her name was changed to "Sabel Diaemus". The animal that represents her is a dobermann, which influences the way she looks and especially her eyebrows, but her surname comes from a bat (Diaemus youngi), and at that time she was thought to be albino, and to have a "vampire" look.

Sabel version n°2:

The third version is the one I worked on the most! I gave it a story and more personality! Sabel becomes a powerful witch who is ambitious and unscrupulous, who would follow two routes: Being a person who seeks power through effort, with Nadia, or falling into hedonism with Lucio, raising her own ambition and her bad side. It got a backstory and a curse, but I never managed to develop it very well, so that was that. Version three had face sprites, the Devil version, clothes from the palace, the past and the masquerade. She got two pets, Crimson and Carmin, and a family, where her father is a baron and her mother is a witch, both equally ambitious as Sabel. Despite her good life, she decided she was bored and started working as a mercenary, using her knowledge as a witch, then meeting Lucio on one of her journeys. Much of the design was influenced by Lucio's route, haute couture clothes, brands such as Alexander McQueen and Versace, as well as music by Qveen Herby, Britney Spears (especially "criminal") and Lady Gaga, and anime characters such as Kusuriuri from Mononoke.

Sabel version n°3:

I haven't played for a long time, but I'm very fond of my character, so I decided to remove the red eyes of the plague, the curse marks and let her just be a temptress witch! I have more things planned for her and I've lost some drawings from the previous version, so I'll continue to do more Sabel stuff soon. She still has the old influences, but I decided to give her an air of elegance, like Nadia has, as well as using elements reminiscent of vampires and bats.

Sabel version n°4:

[mjart12699]

So I worked pretty quick on that silly headcanon I had earlier. I recommend reading my apprentice’s backstory if you want more information on MJ and Sawyer.

[bonjourxrenae]

Started embracing self-indulgence and finally doodled my lil' MC Apprentice for The Arcana (as Carvings borrows… a lot from its world, hehe)

I recycled an old D&D character and managed to weave her death into the fabric of the story - I think she synergizes pretty well with everyone!

I'm just gonna post a little bit about her backstory for my own reference, don't mind me ^^;;;

ARIA

A healer from a forgotten realm, her shy demeanor betrays her surprising talents. ♓️ Favorite Food: Peach & Blueberry Cobbler Favorite Drink: Honey Mead Favorite Flower: White Violet

BACKSTORY.

Aria was originally a cleric of Athena, raised in a temple with other clerics, sworn to a vow of eternal maidenhood and a duty to uphold justice and law in the world. In fact, Aria was a chosen disciple of Athena and was blessed with her sacred wisdom. She once traveled with other adventurers to help bring spring to an endless winter.

Unfortunately, she met with an untimely end…

She awoke at a crossroads, where the skies seemed to swirl into an endless sea of stars. It all seemed so fantastical... and yet, she could not remember a thing about who she was, or where she had been going before arriving there...

A mysterious figure appeared beside her, dressed in layers of scarves and a plumed hat, informing her that she was merely in a state of dreaming. All she needed to do to take the first step was to open her eyes, and a new path would appear before her.

She woke to the smoky scent of freshly brewed lapsang souchong and the cool of a damp cloth on her forehead. The figure from the crossroads - the talented magician Asra - was there beside her, nursing her back from a high fever, helping her relearn everything. The two have been like kin ever since.

Aria became Asra’s apprentice, learning magic under his guidance and care. This magic came to her almost effortlessly. She does not remember her former profession, nor her oaths, or even her Goddess… and even still, she feels larger gaps in her memory…

So on the fated night when Asra left on yet another journey, entrusting her with his arcana deck… the moment she drew The High Priestess, she felt an instant connection with the wise, all-seeing owl.

Perhaps it was fate that the Countess would knock on the shop door soon after... and perhaps fate had bid Aria open the door, so that the two could meet again.

High Priestess, Goddess of Wisdom... were they not one and the same?

Bonus Picrew (just straight up marry that gorgeous widow YESSS)

[magicianapprenticelyra]

WIP(s) Update #I

A/N: Hello everybody! As promised, this post is a little peek into what I’ve been working on as of late.

It’ll be divided into two parts: drafts I’ve been intermittently working on from 2022 and earlier (some may be all the way back from 2020 as well, YIKES), and then more recent works that have popped up within the last five to six months.

More under the cut because this got . . . very long.

Old(er) Works/WIP(s) [from 2022 and before]:

Fics I owe/want to give people [three to five in total]

Expansion of AUs Written / Noted

Modern

possible modern AU of Bảo being a gamer as a teenager like some Youtubers, but he’s small-time indie kinda guy

Reversal [within my cast of OCs] (i.e. Apprentice!Bảo and Auntie!Liên)

Celestial Sanctum

Actor AU(?) [at least Lucio’s part]

Apprenticember—DAY(s) II & III (Part II)

Main 6 LI route stories with Apprentice and/or Librarian Lyra

Maybe??? Even??? Librarian Lyra Route???

Expansion on time spent with the various in-laws for both Apprentice / Librarian Lyra and her LI(s)

All Apprentice!Lyras interacting with one another [The Observation Room]

May be a series, or it may be a set of one-shots that interconnect somehow

Finish Devil!Lyra’s Ascension [lucio x apprentice]

OC Backstories

Lyra [slight reboot/rewriting of her past, present and future within the world of The Arcana

Lyra’s extended family

Rồngkarst (village)/Leysương (country) aesthetics [parts of Fantasyland Vietnam]

specific details and whatnot

Sekani/Walt/James/Bảo/Neha

Walterine’s Parents

How Walt is related to Sekani

James’s Parents [two] and Siblings [five of them]

The Banbha [James’s tribe in The South]

The Olde Deer God

Connections / Interactions with the Heart of the Forest

Tarot [Major and/or Minor] Card Associations

Annnnnnnnd just THIS chunk is written out in about 60 or so one sentence ideas in a notebook of mine that I’ll need to break down or combine in order to make any coherence.

[Oof]

WIP(s) [from Jan 2023 to now]:

Ceci and Thomas

Details how they’re connected to Lyra and her family

May or may not tie in with The Observation Room shenanigans

Also Ceci and Thomas’s siren / mermaid / undine(?) background / lineage

More stories about the fan kids

Tarot [Major and/or Minor] Card Associations

Familiars

Whether or not they’re aware of the canon / in-game events that their family and loved ones have gone through.

Whether or not they’re aware of THOMAS’s background as not being entirely human

Pictures of Crochet!Nook [thanks go to @fire-fira for this bit. I’m still overjoyed this could happen]

In Conclusion:

This writer’s brain is very full of ideas and I wish I had more time in the day to work on all of these.

If you made it this far, thank you so, so much for your time and patience to read all of this.

Have a good rest of your day / night!

[bakuliwrites]

WIP Ask Game

Tagged by @bardic-inspo! Thank you so much for tagging me!!!!!!

Rules:

Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! Tag as many people as you have WIPs.

There's so many haha.

The Arcana

End Up Here, Part Two, Chapter 15 (Julian x Lucio x Apprentice, long-fic)

End Up Here, Part One, Edited (Julian x Lucio x My Fan Apprentice Bakuli, an edited version of EUH to include specific things from her backstory)

BG3

Dark Star, Chapter 2 (Past!Gortash x Past!Tav and Astarion x Karlach x Tav long-fic)

Mirror (Astarion x Tav fluffy smut)

Intertwined (Zevlor x Tav smut)

JJK

Sea Salt (Nanami Kento x Reader smut)

Starlight (Nanami x Gojo x Reader smut)

Misc.

Wings (Camilla x Reader smut, Fire Emblem: Fates)

Undone (Xander x Reader smut, Fire Emblem: Fates)

Silver Scars, Chapter 4 (Alucard x OC smut, Castlevania)

Feel free to ask about any of these! I have some other WIP's in my lists, but these are ones that I'm actually currently working on. And in terms of tagging others, I tag anyone who wants to do this! I'd love to see what y'all are working on :)

[fourchuu]

tag info

this keeps getting longer and longer so they're going under the cut ahhh

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western: girls in da west

our two protagonists are maria and madison (also called elizabeth), two rogue cowboys who have a western meet cute in texas. maria's older sister, josephina, occasionally gets posted, as well as her mother, carmen.

renaissance: love in the fifteenth century

alessandra is daughter of a sienese architect, her father arranges a marriage with a florentine banker's son, federico. essentially, they have the best case scenario for 1490s italy

far cry 5: small town apocalypse

mainly based around isabela, a cult victim who is forced to marry john

occasional posts about barbara, small vlogger who gets caught up in hope county during the lockdown. she has a clothing store :]

homestuck fan session: shit let's be gamers

our characters have separate game sessions before a glitch happens and their sessions combine. now they will need to continue their session together as twelve players.

our human players are: estelle, maid of space. natalie, witch of time. brian, prince of mind. noah, mage of hope. violet, seer of void.

our troll players are: amelya, rustblood knight of space. aleena, ceruleanblood thief of time. parvan, bronzeblood page of heart. marion, goldblood knight of doom. sylvee, jadeblood heir of light. kamden, tealblood rogue of breath. xanthe, fuschiablood sylph of blood.

prompt dreamers: estelle, kamden, natalie, marion, slyvee, xanthe

derse dreamers: aleena, amelya, brian, noah, parvan, violet

dnd: my heart is a fist

three different characters. carisa is a monk of selune, following the order of the moon soul, chaotic good. lucia is a cleric of eldath, lawful good. mayriina is a runaway drow, running from her family as well as her goddess, lolth. chaotic good sorcerer.

when i come up with a name i have two actual campaigns i can post about hehehe

the arcana: memories do not always soften

based around my apprentice, vivienne, who was born northeast of nopal, in a small town called playa. goes through her backstory with asra as well as after the events of the game.

vague fantasy romance: our love will bloom

set in a fantasy world with our main character elaina getting married to the king of chyre, ivan.

[dreams-of-the-arcana]

Who is Magni? The answer is here. Be warned though, this is some angst

Pairing: Muriel x OC! Cleo Rosehyn

Warnings: Birth, angst, pain

Pre-Death, Pre-Canon (During event. Post-Death, During Canon (After)

He Can Never Know

Cries of pain filled the underground lab where the three inside hoped they would stay. If anyone discovered what they were doing... they tried to stay hopeful that everyone would stay away from the library above though.

Light filled the chamber as much as it could but even with every candle lit it wasn’t much. They’d had magic light at first but the task at hand commanded both of their undivided attention. Maybe if the two in the middle of the room had more light they would have noticed the tall lanky shadow hiding nearby, frozen in shock and fear.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!” Cleo screamed out. She laid out on one of Doctor V’s clinical tables as the Doctor himself rushed around her.

“Good Cleo! Good push! Now I think with the next push we can see their head! Try the stick, please. It will help,” Doctor V held the short wooden dowel wrapped in a towel out to her. Cleo shook her head vigorously.

“No! Don’t you put that in my mouth,” she insisted before another pain began to rip through her. Cleo clenched her teeth this time though and tried to focus all the pressure on her push.

The shadow behind the wall faced an inner turmoil as he listened to the woman’s pain. He was a Doctor and he should be out there helping. But Doctor V had specifically forbidden anyone from entering his lab that night and that included the young Doctor. Not that he’d listened of course. Now he started to regret it.

“I can see the head! You’re doing wonderfully!” Doctor V continued his encouragement as he quickly moved around trying to set up the space by himself. Cleo had helped when she was able but for the actual birth it was all to him. If he’d had any extra energy to spend he’d have been honored that his old friend trusted him so much. Instead, ever since the pair realized Cleo was pregnant they’d lived in fear.

Doctor V did all he could by telling everyone Cleo was still recovering from her “accident” the last time she’d visited Count Lucio. The Count had hounded him frequently whenever Cleo had been sick before but this time he gave the Doctor and the lab a wide breadth. At first, Doctor V really did just want to keep her away from him. When Cleo had returned she had a faraway look in her eye, multiple bruises, and wouldn’t speak to anyone. Doctor V didn’t ask any questions. Unfortunately though, they’d both forgotten to be diligent on her contraceptive. By the time they started to suspect, she was too far gone for it to be a quick fix. So they hid her away. Granted they knew it could all come undone in a moment if anyone noticed and mentioned it to the Count but they tried. Cleo wore baggier clothing, used her magic to glamour herself, helped out in the lab, and started to open up again.

Being so throughly and violently tossed aside by someone she’d loved for 10 years was made all the worse by the fact his seed was quickening in her womb. Doctor V had worried at first and kept a close eye on her. Once he was sure she was stable though he broached the subject of what they would do. They agreed that the Count could never know. The child would be taken elsewhere, far away from Lucio. And Cleo.

“Ahhhh!!! Mmmmm!” Cleo tried to stay quiet.

“The head! Cleo! We have the head! Push!”

With a final monstrous effort, it was done. They waited for the first soft cries... that didn’t come.

“Why aren’t they crying...?” Cleo tried to sit up but a rush of nausea and light headedness took her back down. Doctor V stared from Cleo to the baby in his arms in a panic.

“C-Cleo stay still! You’re hemorrhaging! I’ll.. I’ll.. do something!” The panic rose in his voice.

“Doctor what are you waiting for!? Get that baby breathing!” The hidden figure stepped out. He couldn’t sit by while this mother and child died.

Doctor V only stared in shock for a moment before getting to work.

A hazy vision of dark red curls and a wide reassuring smile filled Cleo’s view.

“Cleo, dear. My name is Doctor Devorak, I’m going to help you. I need you to stay with me and soon you’ll be able to see your son.” Julian patted her hand and moved to examine her but Cleo grabbed his sleeve and pulled him close.

“He... can never... know... he can’t see... he’d never let a son go... promise!”

“I promise.”

True to his word, Julian stopped the bleeding and stayed to watch Mother meet son for the first time. The union was short though. Doctor V turned to Julian.

“You’ve done well. Now that you know, I have one more favor to ask. Take the boy to our friend Sophia in the temple district. She’s waiting behind the Celtica alter and she’ll take him from there.” Julian nodded.

“Cleo?” Doctor V called gently. Cleo continued to stare at the baby in her arms.

“... tell Sophia his name is Magni. Monty told me a story about a god from his land named Magni. He was strong. Valdemar, please?” Cleo turned to Doctor V with a determined look set in her eyes.

“Of course. Magni.”

As Julian slipped away from the palace and into the dark he held his bundle close. Magni, the poor kid would need all the strength he could get.

Cleo shot up straight in bed, her hands outstretched and grabbing at the air in front of her. A low pained noise seemed to stick in her throat.

Muriel was awake in an instant, on guard. He frantically searched the room for any threat as his heart raced. When he finally realized there wasn’t anything in there he turned to Cleo and gently laid his hands on her waist.

“Cleo, wake up... it’s just a bad dream...” Muriel spoke softly and rubbed his thumbs gently against her lower back.

Cleo opened her eyes and lowered her eyes, the dream was already fading away faster than she could hold onto.

“I... I think it had something to do with Magni... I’m not sure what... but I feel like it was important.”

Cleo looked to the right side of the tent where she knew Magni’s tent was set up right next to her own. Most of Vesuvia surrounded them hiding from Lucio at Muriel’s hut so Cleo made sure to put Magni where she could see him.

Muriel watched her with a shadow of a pain over his heart. He could vividly remember the night Cleo told him about Magni but of course, she couldn’t remember any of it.

The confession felt like a fire inside him, always threatening to burst out and burn down the life Cleo had made. Muriel wanted her to know but he remembered the cold lifeless eyes when Cleo had heard about her past before and shut down completely. In the middle of this war didn’t seem like the right time to risk it. Especially when she didn’t even know the details of her relationship with Lucio. So Muriel pushed the fire back down and gently led Cleo to rest her head on his chest. He pulled her close and used his other hand to pet her hair softly.

“Magni’s okay... he’s safe...”

Soon Cleo’s breathing evened out, petting her hair always worked. Muriel stared up at the top of the tent for some time though before whispering to himself.

“I promise... he’ll always be safe...”