Quiet Chatterbox - a helory fluff
For as long as he could remember, not that many people handled Memory's densely talkative attitude well. He can go on for hours just talking about things that he finds interesting or some random observations that he noticed.
Out of all of the things he said, none of them was ever more than merely trivial matters to his listeners. Despite that, he'll always end any silence with random subjects that he could think of. That is until someone decided to shut him up.
One of the very few people that could tolerate him is Helian. For every subject that Memory brought into the conversation, Helian would always listen attentively. He's the type of person you wouldn't see talking much. Some would argue that he's cold and reserved, but Memory could never view him that way. Why would he? He's one of the dearest friends that he could ever wish for.
Little canary - that's the nickname Helian gave to him. It's one of the many things that he liked about Helian; the fact that he's able to treat him so kindly, without underestimating him in the slightest. Generally, canaries don't speak, but they sing as much as Memory would when he's talking. Which usually would be true, until...
The two have been walking together through a meadow for the past ten minutes for their hangout. Usually, Memory would dump any information that he could think about. But this time, their walk is only accompanied by the serene sound of nature as breezes of spring gust all around them.
"Hey, little canary–" Helian spoke, finally breaking the silence "-is everything alright?"
Memory was confounded, the amount of time when Helian would start a conversation could be counted on the fingers of one hand. It made him feel somewhat honoured.
"Why of course it is, I get to hang out with you today, what could be better than that?" He smiled radiantly, hopping ever so nonchalantly after answering the question.
Helian looked away, trying to hide his flustered face upon hearing his answer.
"I-it's just that," he added, fidgeting with his clothes, "you're just usually not this quiet before, s-so I'm kind of worried."
Memory's smile widens instantly, and he giggles as he gets closer to hug him.
"Awwww thank you for worrying hely." He looked up at him with an endearing little grin.
"But there's nothing wrong really because as long as I'm with you, even silence won't be dull," he added with a sincere smile.
Helian beamed in an instant, feeling relieved after hearing Memory's sentiment about him.
Memory himself couldn't help but blush lightly as he sees Helian's smile, his soul would skip a beat or two whenever he does that, and he hasn't figured out why.
Afterwards, they continue their hangout, bonding over books that they read together under the shade of a blooming hawthorn tree.
Fin.
Helian!sans and Underblood by @foxalone
Memory!sans and Memorytale by yours truly
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HEY MY LOVE HAPPY WBW
HERE'S AN UNO REVERSE CARD
1. Do YOU have any cool technology that mixes magic? Or cool inventions in your world??
2. What kinda music would your WIPs have in-world? Send links >:]
@bloodlessheirbyjacques 🔥>:D
HAPPY WBW MY LOVE, CAN I DRAW 12345 CARD INSTEAD? PLEASE?
Eh, I loved this ask anyways. Yes, I have, even if it's still under heavy development. But as we've discussed, it is what it is. Also, it's part of a big ass Metalsea spoiler (which at this point, after the portraits may not be a spoiler), but I want to share literally everyhting about my WIPs all the time, so :DD will leave here under a cut as usual.
Humans still exist in a secret place on Onidia. They're very advanced compared to the driadlin and the draar and they also has some technology too. They had access to some more of that strange metal that the Metalsea is made of, so they used it to build their city, Heloris and to experiment with it a little bit. They wanted to build weapons and power armors that can stand a chance towards the new races, because the ancestors were a kind of paranoid lot, always fearing the new folk will attack them someday. It was a great idea, they could built a lot of stuff, however, they couldn't use it. You see, humans can't do magic without a help of this rare kind of crystal that can contain it. So, they figured if they somehow transfer the magical energy into a metal power suit for example, then it should be capable of doing some cool stuff and power up. In theory. But it stayed that, theory, since even if they transfered the energy into the suit, it couldn't hold it and without that power, they couldn't move the thing.
So, there's a ton of these metal stuff in Heloris, thrown into the basement as failed experiments. And those may or may not will play a part in our team’s story.
That said, it’s very impressive humans could do stuff like this, because that metal can’t be shaped in the way as normal metals. Mortals can’t change it directly by melting into some other form or drilling into it. It wont melt, nor get damged by anything. However, they figured out through the years that they can convince the metal to change itself and with some guidence, it shapes into stuff they want to. So, um, yeah, hehe.
No sure if it makes sense, but I hope I could at least write it down a little bit understandable! This idea is still in the alpha phase hehe BUT THANK YOU FOR THE QUESTION ANYWAY!! ❤️
And for the music:
This would be great for a balls in Evalon:
This one is definitely a draar celebration song:
And this one for driadlin weddings maybe? At least the beginning of this song:
Also a little note just for you: never had a chance to mention yet, but one of Darmon’s eyes has been replaced with this magic container crystal so he can do magic. 🤭
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SAINT OF THE DAY (May 19)
Saint Ives, also known as Saint Ivo of Kermartin
Saint Ives was born on 17 October 1253 at Kermartin, near Tréguier, Brittany.
He was the son of Helori, lord of Kermartin, and Azo du Kenquis.
In 1267, Ives was sent to the University of Paris where he graduated with a degree in civil law. He then went on to Orléans in 1277 to study canon law.
Upon his return to Brittany, having received minor orders, he was appointed as the "official" or ecclesiastical judge of the archdeanery of Rennes (1280).
He protected the orphans and widows, defended the poor, and rendered fair and impartial verdicts.
It is said that even those on the losing side respected his decisions. Ives also represented the helpless in other courts, paid their expenses, and visited them in prison.
Although it was common to give judges “gifts,” Ives refused bribes.
He often helped many disputing parties settle out of court so they could save money.
In the meantime, he ardently studied Scripture. There is strong evidence suggesting that he joined the Franciscan Tertiaries sometime later at Guingamp.
He was soon invited by the Bishop of Tréguier to become his "official" and accepted the offer in 1284.
He displayed great zeal and rectitude in the discharge of his duty and did not hesitate to resist the unjust taxation of the king, which he considered an encroachment on the rights of the Church.
Through his charity, Ives gained the title of "advocate and patron of the poor."
Having been ordained, he was then appointed to the parish of Tredrez in 1285 and Louannee in 1293, where he died of natural causes after a life of hard work and repeated fasting on 19 May 1303.
He was buried in Tréguier. He was canonized by Clement VI in June 1347.
He is the patron of Brittany, lawyers, and abandoned children.
Ives is often represented with a purse in his right hand (for all the money he gave to the poor during his life) and a rolled paper in the other hand (for his charge as a judge).
"Sanctus Ivo erat Brito, Advocatus et non latro, Res miranda populo."
"An advocate and not a bandit, (what) a marvelous thing for the people."
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Interlaced Fate
Chapter 2/??? | Another Helory Story (Canon) | Helian's POV
I tried my best to learn romantic writing for this chapter but alas 'twas not my fate to be able to write romantic scenes on a whim, so I'm dragging my pal foxy @foxalone to co-write this one, enjoy! ^^
-Lumi
[Previous]
Mess. My mind was a complete and utter mess.
The strange encounter earlier filled my mind with doubt.
What I felt back there was indescribable. He was barely an acquaintance, and yet...
And yet...
My heart won't stop racing at the thought of him.
Taking a look at the place where the charming boy fell only made my thoughts more confusing.
For as long as I know, the possibility of making new friends would give me some sort of joy, but I don't think this is what I felt earlier.
'Maybe it's something... more?'
Realising what I just thought of embarrasses me. He was just a stranger, after all. Nothing more.
'Perhaps it's the shock. He fell on me and must have muddled me so much that I imagined things, yeah... That's what I must have felt'
The answer turning out to be as simple as that puts my mind at ease, the wind breezing gently around me helps too.
That is until a certain voice chimed in...
"Greetings again there, stranger."
My eyes widen as a warm feeling spreads across my chest, and my heart races yet again as I fidget around in my place.
"I'm here to apologize again, and you see... I seem to be a little lost, and I couldn't heal myself in my current state. Are you from around here, perhaps?" He said with the same tone from earlier with an idyllic smile.
The feeling from earlier crept back again; my body won't move, and I can't understand why I would feel so nervous.
"I... I.." I can't seem to mutter anything out.
The stranger tenderly looked at me, patiently waiting for my answer.
"Hey... yeah... I um... I-I..." I can't seem to talk clearly, much like a stuttering 5-year-old who's struggling to find the next word to say, "am I from... here?"
He giggled charmingly and hummed, "mm-hmm, that's what I asked."
It took me a few seconds before managing to say anything, "um... yeah, I'm from around here. You need help, right?"
My cheeks felt warmer as my fear from earlier seemingly dissipated, for some reason, talking to him felt... good.
'What's happening to me? Why am I feeling like this?'
"Indeed, I'm a little lost, and I think I need to heal myself. Could you perhaps help me out a little, stranger?" He added.
"I know someone who has healing powers... he could cure you I s-suppose..." I breathe in before encouraging myself to ask,"Hey... m-may I know what your... your name is?..."
"Oh my stars-" he giggled to himself, "-I'm so sorry for my impudence, I've completely forgotten to introduce myself, my name would be sans, but people usually call me memory, how about you?"
"I... you can call me Helian," My heart skipped a beat as he offered his hand to me.
"Well, nice to meet you then, Helian!" I managed to take his hand timidly.
The warm feeling imbued in my chest, yet again, it was indescribably similar to happiness.
"So.. shall we get going then?" He asked as he took away his hand.
"Huh? Oh! Of course!" I muttered as I started leading him in a somewhat clumsy way.
He giggled and followed me quietly throughout the journey.
After a while, we arrived in an area where I could usually find my acquaintance; he's known as Nishiki.
"Hey Nishiki..." I opened the conversation.
The skeleton was busy sketching the surrounding, he has fox-like ears and tails that twitched when he looked at us.
"Oh, hi again Helian, what's the occasion?" He responded nonchalantly.
"This is Memory, an acquaintance of mine -" I stepped aside to show Memory to him, "- he seems to be hurt, could you possibly cure him? Please..."
He looked at him quietly as he stood up and put his sketchbook down, "Hm... Depends. How much HP did you lose?"
Memory hesitated a little before manging to murmur something "0,5 ....out of 1."
Nishiki raises his eyebrow as he extends his arm. "Well... we need to link arms for the procedure, if you don't mind. "
"Oh, I don't mind at all," Memory responded instantly as he linked his arm with him.
My heart sunken for a s split second, but I tried my best to keep myself composed.
'This is required so he can feel all better... but why... Why do I feel so terrible looking at them.. together'
A translucent orange hologram manifested as Nishiki used his magic, interrupting my train of thoughts.
His HP was transferred to Memory instantly, and he fell to his knees because of it.
"Oh my goodness, are you alright?" Memory asked as he bent down, trying to help him out.
Nishiki just nodded as he took his offer and stood up.
"So... Is that all?" I managed to ask with my usual tone, trying my best not to appear cold.
"Indeed, the procedure is complete," he responded.
Memory smiles warmly and gives him a little bow. "Thank you so much, I really appreciate it."
"Oh, don't worry, it's no big deal," he smiled at him as he replied.
Before my heart could calm down from looking at them, Memory spoke again.
"I am so sorry but you see... I have healing magic as well but I can't apply it to myself, it takes my energy so it's not that efficient and I was wondering, how did you do all that? That was really fascinating."
Nishiki looked at him in a tender way, "It's this family heritage... in my family, only females could do that kind of magic"
"Woah! That's really interesting," Memory exclaimed, jumping up and down excitedly.
He laughed happily at the sight. "Oh fox!... I didn't think I could be interesting."
"Why I think you are, tell me more, please!" Memory gleamed with curiosity.
He smiled in flustration before beginning to talk. "Oh well..."
They gleefully converse with one another. Meanwhile, I... just stood there looking at them.
As time passes by, they seem to get along even more.
My mind blanked out all of the noises as my feelings clouded my thoughts.
For whatever reason, anger planted deep inside my chest.
'What does he have that makes him so much more interesting than me? I've known him first, so why does he talk more to him?'
To make matters worse, Nishiki seems to be upset about something, and the first thing that Memory did was hug him, trying to calm him down.
My chest got heavier instantly as my mind became a puddle of mess.
'Wh-what... why... is this making me angry? Why is it that I don't like him being nice to him... does that make me selfish? Why... why have I never been this angry before? Why.. does it hurt so much?'
The surrounding began to be blurry, I was in the verge of tears as I can't seem to withdraw a conclusion to my own feelings.
All I can do is withdraw myself from the scene, I felt way too many emotions that I don't like together.
Without saying a word or bidding a farewell of any kind, I've paced away.
I tried my best to think rationally for why those feelings appeared when I was around him and yet I could only come to one conclusion.
It was just me.
The one that having a problem was I alone.
There was never a problem present to begin with.
It was simply me being the problem.
'I was being selfish and rude even, that's why he doesn't want to even talk to me, that's why nobody likes me, I'm... just a foolish numbskull'
My mind spiralled into an abbyss of self loath as I kept running.
But then... the same charming voice chimed in.
"H-hey, wait!," he said as he stopped me, he held my hand in a firm manner as he made me turn around to face him.
"Helian... wasn't it? Thanks again, I owe you one. " Hearing his voice makes my vision fuzzy again.
'A-am I crying? In front of him from all people? What if he thinks I'm weak because of this... I- I can't possibly bear with that, I need to hold it back....'
But alas, my own body betrayed me.
My legs have grown weak and I sat down in an instant, tears streamed down my cheeks in an instant.
It felt so unfair, I never once cried in front of a stranger and yet...
I can't seem to hold my feelings back with him, I was about to break down yet again, but then...
"There there" he whispered to me as he hugs me.
My soul felt like it was put in a fluffy sheats of cotton as he pats my back and wipes away my tears.
"I don't know what upset you, but you can tell me if you want, I'm here for you" he looked directly into my eyes as he smiles comfortingly.
My mind became clear in an instant.
"No... Memory.. It's alright... I'm fine" I managed to mutter.
"Really?" He asked as he kept on patting me tenderly.
I tried my best to muster up a smile, "yes, you don't have to worry."
Instead of letting go of me, he gave me another hug.
"I'm glad then," he whispered in my 'ears'.
My heart races as reality itself became brighter for me.
I hugged him back as I savour the moment.
Oh how I wish we could be like this forever.
[End of chapter]
Helian!Sans, Nishiki!Skeleton, and Underblood belongs to @foxalone
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