I’ve watched FMAB a thousand times but Greed’s death STILL gets me every fucking time. 1. Him realizing that Ling is going to get hurt and possibly killed by Father if Greed doesn’t leave his body, 2. Greed coming to terms with the fact that he’s definitely going to get killed by Father but he’s willing to make the sacrifice for Ling, and 3. Greed discovering that what he wanted was what he had the entire time, and that was true friends who would stick with him through thick and thin, who would share the same experiences and failures and triumphs and still love him despite his homunculus status. I’m so.
Also I’m SO pissed at the fact that Pride got to live but Greed didn’t. In my brain I kept saying “Well yeah I guess it makes sense for all of the homunculi to die bc they came from Father and HE has to die” but then I remembered that Pride LIVES and that makes me so salty. Out of all the homunculi Greed deserved to live the MOST AND I JUST. FUCKIGN.
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Okay, but how about:
Stede hears that raiding weddings is what Blackbeard does now. He wants Ed's attention. The obvious solution: organizing a wedding!
So he organizes a big wedding (under a false name, obviously), spread the word, and when the day comes, he waits.
Blackbeard comes, guns blazing, only to find Stede waiting for him with a ring.
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Hi sorry, I'm ill about the soul vulture arc again. Because q!Bad made choices in his grief, in his rage, thinking he will never feel an ounce of happiness again because he thought his kids were dead. Q!Bad's Acceptance was never of accepting that grief and learning to live after it, but rather, it was the silent admission that his children were dead and there was nothing he could do. No rage, no monster, no demon, no power in heaven or hell could bring them back. It was Acceptance. But the cruel twist of fate was the fact that he was wrong. Pomme, Dapper, and the other eggs were alive, actually. By the time he found out, however, it was already too late. He was long gone, and every choice has a consequence, and he suffered the consequences of his choices like hell.
Q!Bad was dead long before he fell in the lavender field one hundred feet away from the house his children built. One hundred steps away from his sleeping children he fought so hard to keep safe, under all costs. He died the night they were taken away, because they were his soul, his happiness. Everything that mattered in the millenia he's existed, nothing could compare to his children. He died that night; and all those months where it seemed like he was alive, where he was "healing" was the grim reaper bargaining with himself to hold on a little longer for his children.
Q!Bad loved Dapper and Pomme, and Richas, and all the eggs- he loved them so much it hurt. He loved them so much that love became his hell- his purgatory. Q!Bad loved them until the moment he finally stepped in his grave and couldn't bargain any more.
He deteriorated for months. He was literally melting from the inside. The vultures pecked at his body and fractured his soul. The radiation melted the skin off his limbs, and the brain inside his skull. It hurt like no other death, but if it meant seeing his kids for one more day, then that hell was more than worth it. And the physical pain wasn't the worst of it- no, eventually, he forgot his children's names, their faces, he forgot his own name, and he forgot himself. Memories slipping away like lost fragments of time. Until his death, when he was barely himself anymore.
People noticed, but never really did anything to stop it did they? I mean, who are we kidding, even if anyone spoke up, nothing they could have done would have prevented the inevitable. Dapper knew the fate his father subjected himself to. She knew what scars from soul vultures looked like, and she tried to find a cure. He tried, when he still had his lab, but there was never enough time. No science or magic could ever remedy what was already destined to happen.
And Pomme, sweet Pomme, stayed with her father until the end. She gave him health potions- "medicine"- to help his ailments. And she had so much hope she lived in denial- she thought he was getting better. But the truth is that the memory lapses and the illness never ceased because no medicine could ever resurrect a fractured soul clinging on to his deceased body.
Then Q!Bad finally relinquished himself to the sweet mercy of death. And when he arrived, he found the promise of paradise- the promise of Home, where he would never have had to suffer a painful hell again. But he chose to come back to live and to suffer once more because this time, his children were waiting on the other side. For the first time, the scales were balanced, and his happiness was halved because he had a home that was worth living in, and a life that was worth living. For the first time in the millennia q!bad had been alone, he had love. And that was enough.
The story has always been about love and loss, and the beauty of love and life, despite that loss. That's why the soul vultures arc is my favorite, and also why I nearly cried halfway through writing this. Because love thrives in spite of the loss, and the grief, and the personal hell. When death comes, and it always does, and time has eroded every portrait, or photograph, or memory- all that is left is love. And that love is hope, as well as grief. It is joy and sadness. It is heaven and hell. It is simply love.
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I'm on the way to my dentist appointment and I thought about SatoSugu (as usual). And I have no idea what the fuck was wrong with my brain but I imagined if Suguru arrived to the Cult's place after Shoko healed him and found Satoru's body near Riko's. Like, what if Satoru didn't manage to understand the reverse cursed technique and really died ? What if Suguru lost his one and only ? What if Toji really won ?
I immediately started crying on the street (and I'm still trying to stop the tears) because WHY WOULD I THINK ABOUT THAT ??
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maybe this question can only be answered by s3, but
something i’m kinda struggling with is: after daniel’s reveal of armand’s duplicity, louis seems to absolve lestat of claudia’s death. the crux of it all seemed to be that armand was the one to help orchestrate louis’s death, and lestat stepped in at the last second and manipulated the audience to sentence him to ‘banishment’ (so it turns out he was ‘only’ locked in a nightmare box for a long indeterminate amt of time, but that’s another post)
at some point louis’s anger shifted from claudia’s death to culpability for louis’s attempted murder?
because given s2, i’m under the impression that whatever his motives, lestat does bear some responsibility for claudia’s death. she would have died whether he testified or not, but he chose to be a party to it (to save louis).
did flipping through the script with armand’s stage directions help louis see enough ‘lestat—do this, lestat—do that’ to give him the impression lestat was a pawn? i guess that was enough to get him over the hump of lestat participating in claudia’s murder? and/or was sleeping with the enemy for 77 years such a blow to louis that anything in comparison was small beans?
lol, i’m a fan of loustat and all the parties involved (and i know they’re all our beloved monstrous monsters), i’m not against any of them; i’m just struggling with louis’s thought process on this one. maybe i’m missing something? is he taking claudia’s death off lestat’s ledger, or has it just stopped mattering by the 2020s?
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