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friendly reminder I don't tolerate proshippers/darkshippers people who like shipping incest and/or underage characters with adults
If you're one of those people who scream about censorship when people dislike your gross kinks please fuck off and die!
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Heres a short fic kind of summing up how I view Reymas. Mostly, I think Reynauld wants to convert/absolve Dismas; Dismas doesn't like that, but he also longs for salvation to some degree. Definitely not a good relationship but worthy of exploring I think
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Reynauld often felt that he was the only sane man in the Hamlet.
The vestal was a decent woman at times, but he could practically feel the waves of barely-repressed lust rolling off her. Bigby was only half-human, his savage side smothered by chains and herbal tinctures; Reynauld still felt the kindest course of action was to slay the abomination, if not exile him.
There was even a leper just walking around town like he belonged there, wrapped up in bandages and armor.
Because there wasn't anything resembling a town guard, Reynauld took it upon himself to patrol the Hamlet and keep the peace.
None of the wretches appreciated him (least of all the drunkards he dragged out of the gutter), but there was little else to do besides pray and polish his armor. So after he scrounged up some dinner, it was time to tromp up and down the winding alleys of the Hamlet until the moon rose.
"You sound like a bag full of scrap metal, holy man."
Reynauld's eyes narrowed behind his visor, head turning towards the sound of Dismas' voice. He'd never liked the highwayman, either, despite meeting all the way back in the Old Road. "Thou art plotting some foul scheme, methinks," the crusader said.
"Plotting? Nah." Dismas stepped out from under the eave of the nearby house. "And drop the stuffy old vocabulary. You sound like you learned English from reading Shakespeare."
Reynauld didn't refute the accusation — mostly because it was true — and huffed. "I know more English than thou knoweth French, you uncultured thief," Reynauld retorted, not pausing in his stride.
Dismas fell into step next to him. "I know plenty of French. I know you're a pêcheur, for example."
Reynauld snorted. "I am no fisherman. If thou mean to call me a sinner, the word is pécheur." He made made sure to draw out the é. "Now, away with ye, thief. I hath a perimeter to maintain."
Dismas didn't leave. He mirrored Reynauld’s pace, his boots clicking rhythmically against the uneven cobblestones.
"Stop that," Reynauld snapped. "Thou maketh a mockery of me."
"Stop what? Walking? My sincerest apologies, Sir Knight. I didn't realize the street was reserved for the nobility."
"Enough of your smart tongue, rat," Reynauld snarled. He grabbed Dismas by the front of his coat, pushing his back against the wall. "Must I teach you a lesson in humility?"
Dismas' easy confidence evaporated. "Get your mitts off me."
Reynauld didn't let go. Instead, he shifted his weight, pinning the highwayman firmly against the damp stone. "Thy future holdeth two possibilities: salvation from the Light, or the gallows."
Dismas stared up at him, breathing shallowly. "I'll take the gallows over a sermon from you any day," he spat, though the bravado was thinner than before.
Reynauld stepped back. "Remove thineself from my sight."
"Gladly," Dismas muttered. He shuffled away down the alley, throwing a dirty look over his shoulder.
Rolling his shoulders, Reynauld went back to his patrol. Dismas was a man of the Old Faith, a blasphemous thing that rejected the Prophet's divinity. Reynauld had spent over a decade cutting down infidels like him during the crusade, pathetic men who claimed salvation could be gained through one's actions rather than the Light's grace.
Maybe that was why Dismas was in the Hamlet. He wanted to do some good, perhaps to make up for all the blood he’d spilled for gold, but he lacked the discipline to do it.
LOL whos tye saultry little binch on the bottom lsft????
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I like to envision Al-Hazred as a big math guy. Even from a young age, he was fascinated by the tesselating tiles and patterns in mosques, as well as the math behind the patterns. In my headcanon, he ends up at the same university as the Academic and Protégé.
His studies in geometry lead him to studies about spatial dimensions higher than the third, which starts to overlap with the rising spiritualism/mediumship craze (since it's the 1880s).
Al-Hazred's motivation for seeking out the black-beast was primarily driven by a hunger for knowledge, but the beast doesn't know all that much about math.
Why are there just blobs of fake rubber meat that a bunch of unrelated microbes can build in the dirt but they've only ever been found in china and can't be classified any further than "biological objects"
ummmmmmm guys this dungeons looking a little dark here..........................ummmm..... hello??? guys??
From Justice League (2016) #22
submitted by @sisaloofafump
Ive never had this many m/f ships in a Fandom before. Probably bc there's an even male-female split in the cast, and I tend to ship based of personalities/character than anything else. My top f/f is Junia/Bonnie and my top m/m is Bigby/Al-Hazred.
Rn I wanna write Dismas/Bonnie, and Para/Damian/Bigby bc I have lotsa thoughts about Damian and his relation to sexuality
As probably the one person who actually likes the backstories of dd2 and hates the comics of dd1, I really hope the darkest Dungeon comic series is more similar to the dd2 stories. Either that, or they leave the backstories vaguely implied and focus more on new stuff for the heroes.
Also I finally decided I don't wanna play dd1 anymore and uninstalled it. Like sometimes I thought "Oh I should play dd1" but then went "ugh... it's too stressful bc I'm constantly worrying my heroes will die" and realized I wasn't having fun with it at all
also I think people should keep in mind that dd1 came out over 10 years ago, and expecting the new stuff to conform 1:1 to the original game's (extremely light) characterization isn't realistic.
There should be a dd1 mod that removes permadeath and gives you 1 of each hero. I feel that would fix a lot of the problems I have with the game
As probably the one person who actually likes the backstories of dd2 and hates the comics of dd1, I really hope the darkest Dungeon comic series is more similar to the dd2 stories. Either that, or they leave the backstories vaguely implied and focus more on new stuff for the heroes.
Also I finally decided I don't wanna play dd1 anymore and uninstalled it. Like sometimes I thought "Oh I should play dd1" but then went "ugh... it's too stressful bc I'm constantly worrying my heroes will die" and realized I wasn't having fun with it at all
The idea of Damien drinking water while hes so shrivelled and mummified like that is so funny like bro I think ur way past expiry date to need that aqua anymore
Hhn.... thinkin more about bigBonnie...
Bonnie's amorous barks include "If we make it out, I'm keepin' you for myself" and "these bastards gotta learn you're all MINE!".
Bigby's inn item barks (namely Rhizanthella, Songbook of Amorous Ballads, Book of Bawdy Tales, and Candles and Chocolate) indicate he has trouble viewing himself as desirable. Not to mention the poem he quotes during the final boss, which is about desperately seeking human connection.
One of Bonnie’s stressed barks is "keep your distance. I wouldn't trust me". One of Bigby’s is "mind yourself! Don't stray too close!". So we can infer that both have a fear of hurting their allies.
Both were tortured with hot irons/brands by religious fanatics. Bonnie seems to have rejected the Light entirely, but Bigby still has some faith (given his Absolution skill).
And also both of them say "ashes to ashes" (though Bigby says it in German)
Thinkin about Runaway/Bounty Hunter... tbh sometimes I forget the bounty exists because I never hire him in dd2 but I think they'd get along
JERK SESH = COMPLETED
Had a dream about darkest Dungeon sci-fi cosmic horror au and most of the cast was human except for Paracelsus (some weird bird alien) and reynauld (who was like a yautja ripoff)
been reading cicero's rant about words being given obscene meanings and i don't think i've ever seen a latin sentence that made me burst into such immediate and violent laughter before
had a couple people be like "i have no idea what this means" so to clarify: the word penis in latin originally meant tail and only later got the sense of, uh. penis. so this is cicero complaining that nowadays all these hooligans are using the word "penis" for naughty purposes
