#but i think it's safe to assume everyone is 2 years older than what is stated in the reflections

[stellacaerulea]

Those are indeed words coming from a 21yo woman carrying a frankenplushie around

[losers-clvb]

mayor's banquet pt. 2 // sam winchester

pairing: sam winchester x female!reader

summary: you and sam do not get along. after a hunt where you're put in danger, you're forced to come to terms with the fact that you two are more compatible than you think.

content: enemies to sort of lovers, canon typical violence, arguing, maybe out of character sam and dean, no use of y/n, reader is about to be killed at end

word count: 2.7k

note: i lied. it's gonna have to be three parts. sorry! but the last part will be out later today (it's currently 1:25 am on 1/2 for me), and that will contain the smut. if you haven't already, read the first part of this before continuing on, and if you were looking forward to the smut, check out my other sam winchester fic. for everyone who has liked and reblogged the other fic, thank you so much!

masterlist part three

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You woke up to a low chuckle at the end of the bed. You were first confused, then you felt a pair of muscled arms holding you close. Your own arms were wrapped around Sam, putting the two of you in a very damning position. And there, at the end of the bed, was the witness to this. Dean, who shot you a bright smile.

“You look so sweet like this.” He said, in his typical Dean sarcasm. “Not like the usual pain in the ass you two normally are.”

You moved away from Sam, waking him in the process. You looked each other in the eyes, daring the other to speak. This ended with you moving off the bed, already missing the warmth that Sam had offered you. It had been a couple years since you had woken up in someone’s arms and it had been nice for a moment. Until you realized they were Sam’s and you knew there was no way you could ever have admitted to enjoying his company.

Dean laughed again as Sam sat up. The older Winchester brother looked like he had been up for a while, having already gotten dressed and ready for the day. It would be a long one. You three had to think up a way to kill not only George Wilson, but also the rest of his family. It wouldn’t be easy but when was it ever easy in any situation you found yourself in.

“Guess he’s a cuddler, huh?” Dean joked and nudged you with his elbow. Laughter danced in his eyes while a storm cloud stirred in yours. You weren’t enjoying his little game of embarrassing you, and from the look on Sam’s face, he felt the same. You turned away, hauling your bag onto the bed. As you moved to go into the bathroom to change, you felt eyes on you. They weren’t Dean’s, he was currently outside on the phone, chatting away to Bobby. You moved your head ever so slightly to catch a glimpse of the brunette watching you move. You scowled, causing him to look away quickly. You assumed he was so invested in you because he was searching for some way to make what had happened your fault. If only you knew what was going on in his mind.

Sam had known he was in love with you for around a month now. He felt it when his heart fluttered when you were around. When you smiled or laughed, making him want to do the same. It was something he wasn’t prepared for when you had joined their team. In fact, he had hated you at first. He truly thought you would just get in the way of saving his brother from going to Hell. That you would just be another person he had to keep safe. Somewhere between then and now he had seen keeping you safe as a basic responsibility rather than a chore. He had wanted to tell you, but as far as he knew you hated him. So, out of some sense of self preservation, he had begun to put walls up around him. He would argue with you about small things, like where everyone would eat. If you wanted to fight, then he would fight. He tried not to start them, but sometimes, you would do just the right thing that would make his heart reach for you, and in a sick way to protect himself he would lash out on you. It didn’t make sense, but love didn’t make sense, right?

As you opened the door to exit the bathroom, you came face to face - or face to chest - with Sam. You looked up at him, frowning when he didn’t move right away. He cleared his throat before shifting to let you pass, but your shoulder still brushed him on your way out. You tilted your head in confusion and turned towards the now shut bathroom door. You were still staring at it when Dean came back into the room.

“Are you trying to memorize the wood grain? We got things to do, come on.” He spoke in his usual joking lilt. You turned to face him and rolled your eyes. His words did get you moving and you continued the things you had to do.

“Does Sam seem… weird to you?” You asked with a low voice, careful to not let Sam overhear. Dean looked at you with a smirk and you instantly regretted saying anything.

“Well, are you sure you didn’t try to feel him up in the middle of the night?” Dean waggled his eyebrows. The door to the bathroom opened to reveal a confused Sam.

“Who’s she trying to feel up?” Sam asked which caused you to roll your eyes again, this time in real annoyance. You quickly finished what you were doing before walking out of the motel room and slamming the door behind you.

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It was already dark out by the time you had made it outside the bar. You were slightly early in hopes that you could get there before George to prepare yourself. Unfortunately, he had beat you there. You had to admit that he was handsome. If you could get past the whole immortal being who performs human sacrifices, he would be quite the catch.

You walked towards him and the only sound in the area was the clicking of your heels. You had gone shopping this afternoon for a second hand formal dress and shoes, alone because Dean hadn't wanted to sit there and there was no way you were asking Sam. The get up wasn't your usual style due to the limits in movement it put on you but it was better suited to the occasion than your usual jeans and t-shirt. When you revealed the outfit to the boys, it was like watching a reality makeover show. Dean shot you a few suggestive comments, yet Sam was silent. You could have sworn you saw his jaw flex and a fire roar in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, good or bad, about your change.

“You look beautiful tonight.” George spoke with a flirty undertone.

“You don't look too bad yourself, Mr. Wilson.” George was wearing a suit, minus any kind of tie. You watched as his eyes lit up in what reminded you of a cat when it set its eyes on a mouse. It left you feeling uneasy but you told yourself that Sam and Dean would be around all night long with weapons far deadlier than the knife you had hidden on your side.

“Oh please, Mr. Wilson is my father.” George told you while taking you hand in his again. This time you were prepared for the chill and held through. You smiled warmly at him as he led you to the banquet.

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An hour had passed by before you spotted Sam and Dean. They were dressed in their usual suits, the ones they used to pose as FBI. You locked eyes with Dean and he sent you a charming smile. Sam only rolled his eyes and turned away as George spun you in circles. You had only been dancing for a few minutes, but you were already starting to forget why it was so important to kill this man. He was so charming, so patient, so…

“Who are those guys? Your brothers… cousins maybe?” You heard the words close to your ear as George held you close, dancing to a slow song. You laughed softly at the idea of it.

“Just close friends.” You replied as you felt his hand fall down your back. You watched as Sam and Dean turned a corner, going to find the room where you were supposed to lure George. They looked to be arguing, or more of Sam arguing while Dean laughed, assumingly making jokes about whatever Sam was frustrated about. You held on to George, forcing yourself to not get caught up in his glamour. Your eyes darted to a clock on the wall, seeing that it was almost the time when you were supposed to sneak the man away.

“Do you wanna go somewhere more… private?” You purred in his ear. You felt both of his hands go to your hips.

“Anything for my dazzling date” was the last thing you heard before being led in the same direction Sam and Dean had gone.

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Meanwhile, Sam was absolutely losing it. Dean knew everything. Every thought Sam had about you, every feeling. He had figured it out a small amount of time before Sam had, seemingly knowing his brother better than he knew himself. Of course, his first reaction to his little brother telling him was sliding a condom across the motel table while you were out. Little did Dean know that he would become his brother's sole confidant. Any time you made him flustered or angry, Dean had to hear about it. Tonight was no different when he spotted George's hand on your lower back.

“Come on Dean, why couldn't we have done this without her? Left her in the room where she would be safe and not have some immortal man groping her.” Sam whispered angrily. He listened to his brother chuckle, which only made him huff out a breath.

“This was her plan, Sammy. She knows what she's doing, and she needs to be the one to do it.” Dean replied as he searched for any lingering guests in the hallways. The last thing he needed was some old lady asking why he was there.

Sam knew his words were true. Of course he did. It was the same for him when they were looking for Azazel. He needed to kill the demon that had killed his mother. It still didn't stop the image of you so close with George flash behind his eyes every time he blinked.

Once they reached the room they needed, they started to set up. Rope and duct tape hidden behind a vase to contain the family members when they entered the room. They made sure any other exits were blocked off. They couldn't mess this up. Overnight, there were two more deaths, which left one sacrifice before the only time in this century to kill the family would pass. They knew whatever scared townsperson that was chosen would be hard to deal with once the fighting began, but there wasn't much they could do about that.

Now, all they had to do was wait for you and George to walk through the door.

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You didn’t remember when it had started, but you were making out with George Wilson. It felt like you were in a dream. Your head was fuzzy and his hands were everywhere. The pair of you moved down the hallway in a tangle of limbs. His kiss was rough with no intent to bring you pleasure. You knew you should stop, knew this was wrong, it was all wrong. But you couldn’t. Maybe, just maybe, George was good. Maybe he was against everything his family had done. You were almost ready to throw the whole “killing him” thing out the window when you heard him say your name.

You stopped with a sharp intake of breath. You hadn’t told him your name. It hadn’t come up all night, he hadn’t asked, and you were sure you had never said it. You pushed away from him. He hung his head low as a laugh rattled from his chest. His eyes had lost the charming glint from earlier.

“You never told me your name, did you?” George asked. He stalked towards you while you backed up. Eventually your back hit the wall and you reached for the knife on your thigh. You could feel him growing closer and once he was within range, you swung your arm towards him. The blade nicked his cheekbone, causing a trickle of blood to run down his face. That was all it could do however, because he grabbed your wrist and twisted it until you dropped the weapon. You cried out in pain and hoped it wasn't broken.

“Do you really think you can kill me? Your great grandmother couldn't.” George sneered as he pushed you to your knees. He grabbed you by your hair and dragged you to a nearby room. It wasn't right. No, this wasn't the right room. Sam and Dean weren't here, the weapons and ropes weren't here. You scratched at George's arm and though it drew some spots of blood, he didn't even flinch.

“And your mother? God, she was a sorry excuse for a hunter. She was never going to kill me, kill us.” George rambled on as he threw you to the middle of the floor. You fell with a thump, trying your best to regain your thoughts. How could you do this by yourself, how could you get out of this? You felt George's hands on you again and you kicked at him. What was he doing?

He jumped away, but not before wrapping his hand around your phone. He opened it and searched through the contacts. You could feel a throbbing pain on your head.

“Ah. Here we go.” George said, smiling at you. He kneeled down to your level. “The Winchesters, a troublesome pair. You're going to tell them everything was a mistake, that you had it wrong like the stupid bitch you are, and I'll consider killing you quickly. You falter once and I kill all three of you.” He growled out the last part while daring you to object. You breathed in, still trying to find a way to get out of this. He had to have weapons somewhere, right?

He held the phone up to your ear. You heard the ringing of the line trying to go through before someone picked up. When you heard your name, something flipped in your brain. Sam. The stupid son of a bitch called Sam. You knew what you had to do, how you could tell them without actually saying it.

“Sam, I was wrong. About everything. It's some local asshole who's killing people. George and his family, they're good people,” you cut a glare to George with the last three words, “they wouldn't hurt anyone. Just go back to the room. I'll meet you there after the banquet.” You paused, waiting for the man in the other line to catch up to your words.

“Um, okay?” Sam replied, confusion lacing his words. “Are you sure? You were pretty adamant about this yesterday.”

“Yes, I'm fine. Just - I gotta go.” You stopped, trying to make your next set of words believable to George. “I love you, Sam.” You felt the phone pull away as George snapped it shut, ending the call. You rolled your eyes, feeling nothing but annoyance and hatred for the man in front of you.

“Aw, wasn’t that just so sweet?” George mocked you as he walked about the room. He was gathering items as he walked. He held braids of ribbon, one of which he tied snugly around your head as if it were a crown. It was then you knew what he was doing. You were the last sacrifice. You knew he was going to kill you, but you just assumed it would have been after everything was said and done. He snatched your hands together before tying them in front of you with another ribbon. He pulled you to your knees and forced you into a position that made you look like you were praying.

“You know, I killed your great grandmother. Yeah, she was difficult at first, but it was oh so sweet to slice my blade across her neck.” George pulled an ancient looking knife from a drawer. He walked a circle around you as if trying to take a mental picture of this moment. He stopped behind you. You felt his cold touch on the side of your head and his cold blade touch your neck. You closed your eyes, feeling fear wash over you. This was the closest to death you had been. Your heart felt like it was about to stop in your chest. You hoped Dean would find you soon, hell, you were to the point of wanting Sam to come to your rescue.

“And I bet your blood is going to look just as beautiful.” George finished.

[savagewildnerness]

Last part of TVL!

There's so much I feel like cannot happen on TV... Do you think some of it can happen? I guess, to embrace whatever will be instead as new can be exciting too!

Epilogue:

Questions:

Book-Lestat sleeps 1929-84 (55 years), but he’s really out of action 1860-1984 (from when Claudia murders him.) 124 years… He was mortal 1760-1780 then had pretty much 80 years of vampiric existence… really… when he awakens in 1984, although he is 224 years old, he has only lived 100 years  of life - only now is he really embarking on actual living-years beyond a mortal’s.  (It’s also implied Nicki is slightly older than Lestat as Nicki dies in 1789 and Lestat says he is 30.  This could just be an *ish*, but still…  This is also the year of Marius.  So Nicki would be born 1759 and Lestat 1760 in the book….). Also Lestat, Louis and Claudia are together for 65 years… Ish. Louis made a vampire in 1791 and Claudia in 1794.  Claudia and Madeleine are killed in 1865 in the book.

Now, on TV, Lestat is a mortal 1760-1794.  He turns Louis in 1910 and Claudia in 1917 and they kill him in 1940… He’s going to be rockstar Lestat in 2025-ish, at which point he would be 265 years old… he is going to have been out of the world pretty much 1940-2025 - 85 years, but how much dirt nap time will he have had and when?  I think he’s only going to sleep in between Nicolas and Louis myself.  If he really did sleep for around 100 years, that would take him to a comparable amount of existence as book-Lestat - around 100-ish years (105) of mortal and vampire existence.  Louis and Claudia and Lestat have only 23 years together, the three of them on TV?

OK… all that to say a few things - in 1860-1984 Lestat misses out on much of the Industrial Revolution, an era he finds desperately unromantic and depressing.  How will the time shift affect this on TV?  I think, given there’ll only be one nap it’ll be grief, not the era that drives Lestat underground most likely… but what is it about whenever Lestat rises that will bring him back?  *Just* Marius?  Because I would say NOW feel this dreariness and doom and lack of Romance of the Industrial Revolution…??  When compared to when book-Lestat wakes…

Q Will the show compare Nicki and Louis, or do you think they’ll be more different on TV given how Louis is compared to book-Louis.  Here, Lestat compares their cynicism and self-destructiveness and I think those two traits are held nay show-Louis too…

Q How will it affect things that it is Louis rather than Claudia who gives Lestat his near slip into mortal death?  The thing is, this is less true anyway on the show as Lestat is both stronger and less badly injured… and potentially it could up the poignancy of Loustat… but it would lessen something for Lestat and Claudia

Q Will Lestat not mention Antoinette, the way he doesn’t mention Antoine in the book.  LOL - poor Antoine!

Q Might Lestat actually still say his murder was all Claudia’s fault to Armand, at least initially?  

Q Book-Armand wants Claudia dead so he can have Louis and he wants Louis and Lestat to both think each other dead (though he’d kill neither.). But what does TV Armand want and why?  Is it safely, solely?  So he was willing for whoever to get killed at the trial as long as some thing remained so he could continue to exist and he literally wasn’t fussy?  This concept feels pretty vague and strange to me…?

Q P511-2 Louis says Lestat made fledglings in NOLA, but Lestat says they’re orphaned fledglings who just stumbled on his lair.  Who do you believe?  I believe Lestat in this as I think he’d have been way too weak from how everyone describes him to make any fledgling and also Louis only assumes they’re his fledglings.  However, I do believe Louis’ account that he visited Lestat in person, didn’t just see him through the window as Lestat describes here.  It makes no sense that Armand tells Louis to go to NOLA to see Lestat, then Louis finds Lestat and doesn’t even enter the building to speak to him.  In what world!  No world!  I think Lestat is just ashamed.  Not because of how pitiable he looks and is… but because he begged Louis to stay with him so pitiably and Louis left him.  I think the idea that Louis could walk away from him is too much for  Lestat’s mind.  And I also think he was pretty addled at this time - weak and every thing he’s unsure what was real or dream or illusion… so Lestat might not even fully remember it anyway, even though it happened.  I think Lestat is ashamed and hurt.

I do think they need to get across the fact of Amand’s incandescent rage because he loves Lestat, but Lestat loves Louis in a way he never did, Armand.

Q Did book-Lestat make Louis partly to punish him for Nicki?  And TV Lestat?

Notes:

“Louis was a sufferer.” - Is that what makes folk fascinating, Lestat?

“His blindness to the motivations or the suffering of others” reads like lack of empathy, naivety and self-centredness to me, as Lestat describes Louis… which doesn’t;t sound very charming to me…

Interesting that Louis eviscerates Lestat in IWTV, but p501 Lestat doesn’t care about denying any of that… BUT he wants us to know Louis begged Lester to never leave him - that Louis didn’t say he loved and needed Lestat is what bothers Lestat, not that he pained him as a literal Hell-Demon.

“He must look presentable, our lost lord.  That was always his way.”  I think this line could be on TV.

P510 - “My never ending supple of ‘coin of the realm’” - I love how Anne just writes this like it is here: a magical money tree.

“I’d slip a little deeper away from things, just lying in the dark.”  I love how Anne describes depression, grief and withdrawal from the world.

Has anyone read Black Mask?  Is it light or dark?  Serious?  Easy to read?

I wrote hearts over this last part of the book over and over: so much love for Louis.

Lestat is so out of it when Armand visits.  He doesn’t know what’s real and what isn’t and doesn’t have the capacity to even think on it. P513 - many quotes here.  Lestat feels close to madness…. And again, I say Louis did visit.

“Look at the fire.  Wouldn’t it be lovely if it took the whole room?  Wouldn’t it be lovely if it spread and spread and took us all?  You can never see things becoming impossible.  If only you knew beforehand the forces are… invisible… that bring you to a stop, you might be able to prepare… One day you can’ muster the will to cross the room.  Open spaces… passable… everywhere… who saw it coming?” Richard Greenberg, The Dazzle. I’m reminded so strongly of this when Lestat is finally talking about candles running out, time passing in strange ways and at last going into The Earth to hold him, surrounded by slithering things that are not horrific.

Akasha’s words are exactly Allessandras (p518 & 221)

Things that can’t happen on TV:

Lestat doesn’t have a full mortal lifetime with Louis and Claudia, only 23 years

Lestat can’t tell us he only killed the evildoer during his time with Louis without huge retcon of conversations we saw

Claudia isn’t the one who took him closest to a mortal death, it’s Louis.  And he was stronger and less injured, so also - not so close to a mortal death.

I’m really sad we can’t see Lestat as described on p504 - as a hideous and crippled monster, hunting on the outskirts of society, basically a revenant - his soul shattered as well as his body, such that his light is gone and he is a husk of a being, merely existing, more beast than human for sure.

Lestat cannot go to Armand in Paris in order to drink his blood and be healed.  He is not as injured and he is stronger on TV too.

Armand can’t trick Lestat the way he does in the book into being imprisoned as Lestat is incredibly mentally fragile as well as physically fragile here in the book - psychologically and emotionally, and I just don’t see how he can be to this degree on the show, once again, given the above changes and that he cannot have just gone through these years of revenant-esque existence.

Armand can’t see Lestat’s scars as he does in the book.

Armand can’t feel the level of triumph he does in the book.

Lestat’s vanity matters here - when Armand is taking him to the theatre, he does’t want to be *seen*, but given he never looked more immaculate than at the trial, he can’t be bothered about this…. Like book-Lestat wouldn’t want to see Louis in Paris as he’d be ashamed of being seen how he was there by Louis, for example.

Lestat is in fact so fragile here, that even is courage deserts him.  I want to see this Lestat in Paris, but I cannot conceive of how it could be possible given the changes on TV.

Assad would be so brilliant conveying Armand’s incandescent range at Lestat reminding him all he’d given him and expecting something now in return, when from Armand’s perspective, he hasn’t let go of what Lestat did to the old coven at all… but all of this can’t happen on telly…

Lestat can’t be kept in the Bosch basement of literal Hell….. nor can he be shoved with barely any warning into the trial as he rehearsed it on TV…. Might Armand keep him in one of the coffins in the cellar, like Nicki, like Louis for a time? (See quote p508). I don’t think so, but it is possible…

Claudia going silently into death didn’t happen.  It’s really sad how Lestat describes this in the book.

Armand pushing Lestat off the tower - it’s just too similar to the Louis-Lestat drop�� unless Armand literally replicates it to punish Lestat???  But if that’s the case it isn’t like the book in any case.

Lestat being stuck in Paris (a place of trauma for him) for 2 years till he is strong enough to get back home can’t happen.

Armand’s vision of restoration to SadStat p514 can’t happen BUT I WANT IT.  I love how it echoes the glorious vision from when Lestat was but a baby vampire too, that Anne wrote in that magnificent prose!

Armand can’t watch over Lestat for 55 years in NOLA as Lestat sleeps like in the book, I’m sure.  Might he during Lestat’s 1800’s nap?  It’s described how he does this by Louis in the book on p531

Louis can’t have thought Lestat was dead… not pre-rock star era a anyway as he’s literally just seen him!  Too many changes for that.  In the books, when Louis visited Lestat, he thought he was dying a mortal old-age-esque death and he left him anyway, which for me amps up the tragedy of it, as Louis loves Lestat, yet leaves him.  Leaves him thinking he may never see him again, as he may now die.  And maybe it’s what he deserves.  And maybe it’s a kindness.  And now he is alive and restored here… but it can’t be this way on TV.  Things are not this way.

Lestat being sarcastic is fun:

Sarcastic about other vampires in fiction p502

And again, p530

Lines for TV

Harecatcher/ratcatcher from Armand to Lestat

Delicious it was, the hatred between us, or so I thought.  Such unfamiliar excitement, to have him there to ridicule and despise.

"I can't deceive you," I answered. "I can't love you. What are you to me that I should love you? A dead thing that hungers for the power and the passion of others? The embodiment of thirst itself?” - but when?  As not in NOLA…..

I hope Lestat says this “The earth was holding me. Living things slithered through its thick and moist clods against my dried flesh. And I thought if I ever do rise again, if I ever see even one small patch of the night sky full of stars, I will never, never do terrible things. I will never slay innocents. Even when I hunted the weak, it was the hopeless and the dying I took, I swear it was. I will never never work the Dark Trick again. I will just ... you know, be the "continual awareness" for no purpose, no purpose at all.”

I’m sure Louis will call Lestat Monsieur Le Rock Star.

“I think to be this happy is to be miserable, to feel this much satisfaction is to burn.” Lestat, on being with Louis.

“And I had always loved him, hadn't I, no matter what happened, and how strong could love grow if you had eternity to nourish it, and it took only these few moments in time to renew its momentum, its heat?” Such a lot of love in this meeting.

Hopefully we get to see Louis protect Lestat by punching someone like he does p544….

Dionysus in San Francisco:

Questions:

Q How will a rockstar tour work?  Akasha appearing at the final concert and that being San Francisco?  I guess the music industry is very different now… you wouldn’t get someone as famous as Lestat describes with such buzz yet who’d never performed live, I think…. Also, Louis worries about Lestat performing one concert… how will he feel about a whole tour?  When will Akasha wake?  How will Marius play Lestat’s music to her?

Q Will Lestat write an actual book?  Or will it be something else?  And how will Louis consume whatever it is?

Q P529 What’s the pain Lestat senses in Louis?  “I sensed a pain in him, running like a vein of ore through his whole being, a vein that could carry feeling to the coldest depths.” Yearning? Worry?  Guilt?  Regret?

Q Lestat seeks meaning to fit the age, but The Age now is the 2020’s, not the 1980’s.  What is the spirit and meaning of right now?

Q Any lines you think might be used as song lyrics?

Q: Will Lestat’s rockstar career be compared to Nicolas and the Theatre Des Vampires?

What Lestat is doing with his rockstar stuff is very similar to what Nicolas was doing with the Theatre des Vampires 200 years earlier. Both of them are actually revealing true vampire experience though art, which is perceived by mortals as only art.

But actually Nicolas did it in a more artistic & darker & meaningful way - with some kind of actual lesson about true evil in his art & the artistic expression of his own experience.

However, Lestat in true Lestat style goes all out on charisma & fun & entertainment & wants to create joy & enjoys the kind of pagan/religious/Witches’ Place Rapture of it all.

But, Lestat despises Nicolas’ art as a vampire: because it is so vampiric & inhuman. He calls it ‘petty’. But it *is* at least Nicki’s genuine expression.  And I don’t think we can argue anything other than that it was ‘better’ art, too!  And Lestat - you and Nicki both *are* vampires!  You made Nicki this!

In any case, what on Earth would 1780’s Lestat say to his own 1980’s art!!!?!

Lestat even calls his own lyrics puerile… so why does he not even want to make good art?  The lyrics in all caps and the fact they were vampire capes… it is all SO cheesy!!

I am also reminded of Lestat’s first on-stage vampire breakdown with his rockstar feats - there’s a similar vibe, except in a new era, where Lestat no longer scares as these humans can believe these things possible that weren’t possible 2 centuries earlier.

Q Lestat reading a Bowie biography at some point?  Surely some biography of some musician we’ll see…?

Lestat literally screams “"I AM EVIL! EVIL!”” P541 and it is SO Nicolas screaming what he truly is at passersby… yet the impact is different as 2025 is different.  But I feel you could parallel this somehow if you so chose to.

The concert is described as almost transcendental.

“Deliver me from this, deliver me from loving it. Deliver me from forgetting everything else, and sacrificing all purpose, all resolve to it. I want you, my babies. I want your blood, innocent blood. I want your adoration at the moment when I sink my teeth. Yes, this is beyond all temptation.” - Love me to death.

Notes:

“Our record album” is so antiquated!  Is it Lestat or Anne, out of touch?  Anne wasn’t old when she wrote TVL, so maybe it is intentionally Lestat?

Louis knows Lestat seeks him when he drives Diivisadero Street (p522 & p527)

Vampire loneliness on p523 “I realized that I possessed a new concept of loneliness, a new method of measuring a silence that stretched to the end of the world. And all I had to interrupt it were those menacing recorded preternatural voices which carried no images as their virulency increased:”

Lestat wants to feel the love of an audience, from the adoring swathe.  To be the God.

“My Louis” p523

“And at odd moments I remembered those long-ago nights at Renaud's little theatre too clearly. The strangest details came back, the feel of the white paint as I had smoothed it over my face, the smell of the powder, the instant of stepping before the footlights.” When I was 8 I was in Laurel’s ballet - a ballet written by a girl who’d once danced at the dancing school and tragically died young (I didn’t know her.  I was only 8.  She hadn’t been at the dancing school when I was there. I presume she must have died in her early 20’s and left the dancing school before I began when I was 2.)  Anyway, I was the youngest group in the ballet - we were 8-18 and it was all about the sea.  People played pearls, seahorses, the rainbow, the swirling waves, the sun…. But me?  I was SEAWEED.  To cap off the insult, most characters got a choreographed dance, but we just had to lie over rocks, still for the majority of the ballet then swirl about randomly for a moment.  But we also wore one-shoulder, poo BROWN leotards with thick, hurts hard elastic in and with straggly bits of green dangling off them on and our entire face and arms and legs and shoulder were covered in green greasepaint.  We did two shows some days and I can still smell that green greasepaint… which,  is NOT easy to get off, may I add! Just, Lestat talking of his painted face brings that smell and feeling back to me, too.

“"I want to affect things, to make something happen!”” Is this the root of Lestat?  Despite all in his mind, Lestat is a doer.

Salamander is hilarious.  I hope they keep the name on TV.

The oyster shell swimming pool is so ’80’s.

I love how Lestat describes Louis is this part of the book, and seeing Jacob and Sam together as Louis and Lestat with this vibe is going to be so beautiful.  I drew hearts all over the pages.

The embrace on page 526 reminded me of the S2E8 embrace?

“It was like taking pictures from the attic, cleaning away the dust and finding the colors still vibrant. And the pictures should have been portraits of dead ancestors and they were pictures of us.” - Such exquisite and evocative description. And “everything growing older, except us.” There’s a new sense of time for Lestat now.

Are you interested?  Yes, you know I am… hehehehehe - this will be electricity.

I love Lestat feeling too much to be able to say he loves Louis.

“I didn't tell him about the mortal part, the vanity of wanting to perform, the eerie madness that had come over me when I saw myself on the television screen, saw my face on the album covers plastered to the windows of the North Beach record store.” We could ask Sam if he can relate to Lestat here?

P532 Louis tells Lestat he thinks he understands but does he really - just as Allessandra did in Les Innocents so long ago.

P533 - talk of evil to fit the age… how would a vampire fit in in 2025?

P536 Love the talk of coming back to each other… though likely doesn’t fit for TV in quite this way.

“the love I felt for him was positively humiliating.”

“The morning was too empty after he had gone.”

P536 - crazy that Lestat has never actually even been to a gig to watch!  And it is interesting how he describes the experience of performing in such a religious-ritualistic way, that reminds me of Mael’s druid ceremonies and The Witches’ Place more than it reminds me of Renaud’s.  

I’d forgotten how many scythes there are in the last section!  How did they get them through security?!

Lestat and Louis both have the power to burn people on TV… not just Akasha, so some of this will be different.

I’m excited to see Gabrielle and Louis together!  What does Louis think of Gabrielle?  What does Louis understand of Lestat from meeting Gabrielle?

So interesting how you can feel the calm Akasha projects to Lestat and he alone.

“"That music of yours could wake the dead.”” Is such a Mum thing to say, haha!

“And I felt the voiceless cry rising out of me and traveling into oblivion. I could almost feel it traverse the world of visible proportions, feel it grow fainter and fainter, feel it burn out.” Gorgeously written!

I feel so bad for Marius at the end here.  Though he also, once again, did play Lestat’s music to Akasha!  I love the many repetitions of earlier phrases in this last section of the book - echoes through time.

“Alien, utterly foreign, yes.

But not uncivilized, no, not savage. She was not that. She was only just reawakened, my goddess, risen like a magnificent butterfly from its cocoon. And what was the world to her? How had she come to us? What was the state of her mind? Danger to all of us. No. I don't believe it! She had slain our enemies. She had come to us.” - lovely 

The end is great as a TV series ending!  Better than for a book!

“But I couldn't fight the drowsiness and heaviness any longer. Pure sensation was driving out all wonder and excitement. My body grew limp and helplessly still against the earth.

And then I felt a hand suddenly close on mine.

Cold as marble it was, and just about that strong.

My eyes snapped open in the darkness. The hand tightened its grip. A great mass of silken hair brushed my face. A cold arm moved across my chest.

Oh, please, my darling, my beautiful one, please! I wanted to say. But my eyes were closing! My lips wouldn't move. I was losing consciousness. The sun had risen above.”

I wonder how they will portray how Lestat feels towards Akasha on TV?

[housethemd]

Did Anybody Ask For My Personal Opinion On Who Wilson’s Other Brother Is? On The Larger Wilson Family Structure? On Wilson’s Life Before He Met House?

No? Okay perfect.

The oldest is David Wilson. He’s 4-5 years older than James. He was always smart, and received a lot of praise for all his success. He is a lawyer, and is married with two children. He married young, which thrilled his parents.

Then there is Danny Wilson. I assume Danny is short for Daniel. He is 2 years younger than James. He was always kind of a loner, and while James and Danny did play together as very young kids, the older Danny got the less he had any interest in playing with others, including James. He was prone to getting distracted or overwhelmed in public places and James was always the one to make sure he stayed safe. His parents were always at a loss with what to do with him, but James always seemed to understand him.

Then of course our beloved James Wilson. Middle child, living in the shadow of his older brother and his younger brothers keeper. His successes were never celebrated the way David’s were, because even if he got straight A’s (which he did) David always did it first, and his family seemed to find things less impressive the second time around.

Forced to grow up early to care for his younger brother, he had a hard time relating to kids his own age so he spent a lot of time at home watching movies and TV. He did extracurriculars through his school when he got to high school to pad his resume (he already knew he wanted to go to med school) and while everyone liked him, he didn’t have any close friends.

He learns how to become what people want him to be. How to cater to their needs. He spends his whole life being what everyone else needs him to be.

The first time he strays from that is when Danny calls while he’s in med school studying for that big exam. He hangs up on him, and then Danny goes missing. His family doesn’t understand how he could hang up on his brother like that, why he would do that, they think it’s so out of character for him.

He meets Sam, and desperately wanting to get back in his family’s good books he marries her quickly. He wants to follow in his older brothers footsteps, do what you are supposed to do, want what you are supposed to want. So he marries Sam.

Two years later they are getting divorced. He gets the papers right before a medical conference. He carries them around, without the will to open them. He hasn’t told his family yet.

Someone keeps playing “Leave a Tender Moment Alone” on the jukebox. He asks nicely for them to stop, he really does, he tries to be the bigger person, to keep to the persona that he only dropped once because last time he dropped it he lost his brother, but he can’t. He’s pissed off by the song, but more so he’s pissed off that his persona means he can’t do anything about it, why does everyone need him to be so nice all the time? Care about their problems? What about him? He’s a person too, what about his problems?

And the anger boils over. He throws a bottle, breaks a mirror, and gets arrested. He’s sitting in a jail cell, trying to figure out how he’s going to tell his family that not only is he getting divorced but he’s gotten arrested and feeling like he has the worst luck in the world when a police officer comes in and says a friend is bailing him out. He’s confused, he doesn’t have friends.

Outside the jail, he meets Gregory House.

For the first time someone sees past the persona. No matter what he does House always sees past it, to the person he really is. The person he convinced himself no one would like.

For the first time, he has a real friend.

[billfarrah]

To the people complaining that they’re “rushing” to start filming season 3, remember these things:

- The show has a short timeline and presumably will pick back up right after season 2 ended, meaning they’ll have to shoot in the right season - which would be March-June. They either start now or wait until next March, which isn’t feasible for the reasons below. And who knows if everyone they want to be involved would even be available by then.

- These actors are not getting any younger. They can’t wait a whole year in between shooting seasons just because you think they’re rushing the script. Edvin is already 3 years older than he was when season 1 was shot and he’s only meant to have aged a few months. They can’t exactly wait much longer and have any consistency.

- Lisa has said she has planned the story in 3 acts from the beginning. I think it’s safe to assume that she had ideas of what she wanted to happen in season 3 before it was renewed. We also don’t know when she wrote the season 3 storyline.

- We have no idea if it’s gonna be released in 2023 or 2024.

- Regardless of your personal opinions on season 2, it is not a universal truth it was poorly written. I definitely think some things could’ve been handled better but overall I personally think it was written beautifully. Art having flaws is not equal to it being bad. I have no issue with people not liking season 2 as much but there is a tendency to paint it as a universal truth and it’s annoying.

[ireadfanfictionstuff]

Ok, ok.

So. I've had this theory floating around in my head for years but i've never actually talked about it.

The First Great Prophecy of the original Percy Jackson books is worded like this:

1. A half-blood of the eldest gods

2. Shall reach sixteen against all odds

3. And see the world in endless sleep

4. The hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap

5. A single choice shall end his days

6. Olympus to preserve or raze

Now, in Heroes of Olympus, Piper Mclean makes an interesting comment about the nature of the oldest olympian:

“And why shouldn't Piper intimidate them? Aphrodite was the most ancient Olympian, born of the sea and the blood of Ouranos. She was older than Poseidon or Athena or even Zeus. And Piper was her daughter.” ― Rick Riordan, The Blood of Olympus

Now, the reason for one of the Big Three's children being prophesized is simply, that "gods often refer to the male ones."

When you put this into context, this seems, odd, doesn't it? Prophecies are intentionally misleading, and according to the wiki, "Regardless of how a prophecy is received, they all have one thing in common: they are cryptic. A prophecy will never say exactly what will happen,"

So why are the Big Three assumed to be the eldest gods, and why does everyone just go along with this explanation, the easiest one to believe?

(Ok, so what am I yapping about? what does this mean?)

Aphrodite is the eldest Olympian. Her daughter, Silena (oh, no.)

could be the (my) hero of the Great prophecy.

Let me explain each line first, then go through the entire theory.

First of all,

2. "shall reach 16 against all odds."

Silena was around 16 at the time of her death. The "odds" she's faced, apparently to make her decision (which I'll talk about later) are most likely just one "odd": Beckendorf's death. Unlike Percy, who's (assumed to be) our hero in the original story, she does not go through multiple quests to try and stop Luke/Kronos. This might make someone feel this argument is less compelling. However, Beckendorf's death and Clarisse's support rock Silena's foundations to the core, because she operated with Luke only under the belief that he would keep Beckendorf safe.

So yes, Silena made it to her current age against all odds.

" 'Against all odds' is an idiom that means something was achieved despite the odds being stacked against it." So absolutely, Silena made it against all odds.

3. And see the world in endless sleep

This section is pretty self-explanatory. In the Last Olympian,

"Silena met with the campers... and she was astonished at how peaceful Manhattan was, and asked if they were dead, and Percy said they weren’t dead, Morpheus had just put them to sleep. " - Percy Jackson Wikia

So yes, as easily as this section applies to Percy, it easily applies to Silena. What's even more interesting is that in this specific scene, Silena is given a role.

Keep in mind up until this point Silena has basically been treated barely as a character, an accessory for Rick to use as an Aphrodite child Percy is semi-familiar with. Rick even regularly forgets the makeup of her physical features.

"In The Demigod Files, it said that her hair was black and her eyes chocolate brown. In The Last Olympian, she had brown hair and blue eyes and in The Ultimate Guide, her eyes were blue and her hair was blonde."

So yes, she does fit the third line of the prophecy.

Now you may think. "There's absolutely no way she can fit the last three lines of the prophecy into Silena's story. No. Absolute. Way."

But, dear reader, you misunderstand me. This is merely an alternate interpretation of the Great Prophecy that I honestly like better than the original one. Because it subverts expectations. Because it changes the way people see things, and prophecies seldom turn out exactly the way they are described. Percy at some point is just assumed to be the hero of the prophecy. I like this theory because it is exactly what a prophecy should be: it will never say exactly what will happen, in the way that you expect it to happen.

Let's move on to Line #4.

4. The hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap

Silena is established as the spy for Kronos in Book 5, The Last Olympian, Kronos begins taunting Percy with a bracelet that has a scythe charm on it: the method of communication he and his spy use. This scythe charm could very well be the "cursed blade" as Silena gives up her soul to be reaped by Kronos' cursed blade. Silena sells her soul in the hope of saving Beckendorf, and she loses her soul/life in the process of losing that blade. The cursed blade reaps, or kills, her.

If not for her association with Kronos and her later guilt that leads her to die for Clarisse, Silena would never have died. She wouldn't have been reaped. It's not as literal of a connection but it's a poetic one that still works quite well, especially in the tone of this side-arc mirroring the poem of Achilles and Patroclus.

5. A single choice shall end his days

("WAIT!!", you're saying. "IT SAYS HIS DAYS, NOT HER DAYS!!1!!!1 THEORY DISPROVED, AND YOU'RE A LIAR!")

Do you hear people say "humankind" very often? In many older texts, and partially in the current day, "him" was just the singular, default version of "they". Femininity had to be specified. This is why Thalia was considered a viable candidate for the prophecy.

Now, Silena's single choice was obvious: going out with Clarisse's helmet on. She sacrificed her life to lead the Ares cabin, which by the way was a major problem as they had the majority of the weapons and heavy fighters but refused to be moved out UNTIL Silena decided to step up and lead them.

#6. and More Explanation will be out in a part #2 I will write soon!!!

[at1nys-blog]

Hungry and exhausted kids

Pairing: Demigods x diner’s staff

Summary: when the “Regulars” come to eat all injured and bruised is time for something special, and a lot of first AID kits

A/N: this is based on a post I reblogged some time ago(I don’t know when I’m going to post this nor if I can actually. If not just tell me to take it down no hate thanks) also you might read something similar written by @/drberfarious but do not worry people of tumblr I am a good writer so they contacted me and we talked about it so is safe for me to post it.

The 3Heads a diner run by the Pecks was one of the very few diners in the city open 24/7 no matter the weather conditions. The diner was open even under the holidays.

Sylvia, the youngest grand daughter of the owner, was happy about all of that, especially since she was allowed to decorate the space however she liked: on Halloween she gave her best if not more, this one being her favourite and the costumers loved the hanging spiders' webs and the skeletons having a bite with them and the owners loved the masked costumers-the second year since they were out for business they decided to inaugurate a contest for best Halloween costume and everyone loved it so much- the staff came to work dressed up as well; on Thanksgiving the atmosphere was more chill, with less decorations that excpected but the one not used for that holiday were soon going to be put out for Christmas.

Zackary, the older grand son of the owner, and Sylvia's brother, he noticed how many people were alone during Christmas, it was sad to witness young people spending such a jolly holiday, he wished for every single one of them to find a new family to spend that time of the year together. Some did, coming the next year with a partner, or their family; others didn't.

Than it was time for San Valentine, the sweetest holiday of them all, well on an equal footing with Halloween, but still. The diner turned from all green and red to pink. Hearts, flowers and ballons filled the diner and every now and then the owners were able to assist, and record, a couple of proposals.

It was before Easter, a couple of weeks prior to the festivity. A Saturday late night, maybe around 1 am or 2 when Sylvia welcomed inside a boy. The girl noticed he was exhausted, she had a thought that the boy had walked for a long time, how much to be exact she didn't know but again, the phylosophy of the diner was to not ask or assume.

She welcomed him in, a big smile on her face despise the late hour, he looked at her, for a second before turning around and scanning the space as in search of somewhere to hide.

"We have a couple of booths away from the entrance" she explained.

"No windows?" he simply asked.

"No windows" she repeated after him. The boy nodded and she asked him to follow her with a simple movement of her arm. When she had left him take a seat, the boys asked if they had something blue. Sylvia had to ask for some explanation here because what did he meant by something blue?

"I am craving blue food" he answered, which didn't help much but the girl knew how to deal with such reqeusts.

"I see what I can do." this was the magic formula to avoid conflict and with that she left the menu on the table and went straigh into the kitchen. "weird question but, do we have blue food coloring?" her older brother looked at her weird, as if she just asked him to take out from his pocket a monkey or something of that sort. "Ehy don't look at me like that. The kid asked for blue food." she defended herself. Her brother rolled his eyes and went to search for it.

"By the way do you know what he wants?" Sylvia was silent, she didn't ask. I mean the poor girl just got asked if they had blue food, the only think on her mind was if they could provide that for him and gain a new costumer or not a loose a potential costumer. "go ask him."

And so she did, and when she was back to the table he left the guy, she noticed he was sleeping, or on the verge of doing so. She pocked him, carefully, sure he was there to eat but if he fell asleep in the worst position ever that meant he was really worn out (?)

She pocked him again, a little harder this time and the poor kid jumped out of his skin taking out of his pocket a stabilo pen, using the object as a weapon as a fit to cause her arm.

"Sorry, I forgot to ask what would you like to eat."

"I don't really know, I just would like if it was blue."

"Okay, I'll tell that to our chef and see if we can meet your request. Anything to drink while you wait?"

Percy Jackson, Sylvia learned his name, became a regular at The 3Heads and after the second month-he passed by at least every single day to grab his usual to go, and once a week he took his sweet time by sitting and enoying his meal- he came in, the Pecks decided to add a special section of their menu and what best way to show it to him?

Percy walked in, followed by his two friends, Grover and Annabeth, with a quick hello went straight to his usual seat and then relaxed resting his head on the table. Annabeth was fast scolding him, it wasn't very polite to sleep in a diner but before Percy could explain, Sylvia was ready to give Percy that good news.

"Hello." she greeted the two new costumers. "Ohy sleepy head I have some news." she looked at the blonde girl and asked if it was okay for her to seat for a moment, when she nodded Sylvia sat down. "Perseus Jackson listen to me" his head was up in a second, the mention of his real name didn't scare him for once but only put him in listening mode. "I have, I mean the entire family has a surprise for you." Percy looked behind the girl and saw her brother, dad and grand father looking at him with anticipation. "read the menu" and so he did.

The first pages weren't any different, just a couple of new dishes nothing major really but then his eyes widened when he read the title of the section thet added 'Blue Food&Drinks'

"We have to find a new title for the section and we wanted..." she got cut off by the boy.

"Who's idea was that?" she smiled.

"Zachary joked about the fact we had to add it since you are basically living off of our food, dad thought it wasn't such a bad idea. Grandpa was the thoughtes to..." and once again Sylvia couldn't end her speech due to Percy hugging her out of nowhere with a soft thank you.

He then went to hug the rest of the Pecks and thanking them, he couldn't believe it. He never thought that complete strangers were going to do something this nice and sweet for him.

"Okay, why is Percy acting like a kid on Christams?"asked the boy. Sylvia just smiled and told him to check the menu. He started reading under his breath not understanding much about what was happening untill... "wow he comes here this often?"

"What? What is it?" said the blonde girl next to Sylvia and the menu was given to her, she smiled. "He comes here that often for sure. Thank you, you gained a loyal costumer and he is never going to stop talking about it. I am pretty sure the other campers will come here too." The Pecks knew about the summer camp not that away from the city, Percy had talked to them about it some weeks after he discovered the diner.

After that, Percy came in with always new people and the first think he showed them was the section about the blue food, picking for them his favorites and sharing new ideas with the cooks of the diner even because the blue food was becoming to be a trend. Kids asked their parents to take pictures of it; teens loved it and also felt the need to have it to fit into a new society that was head over heals for it; elder people just wanted to have some fun and try something out of the ordinary because who could have thought they could have a smoothie with blue cookies? Not them.

Time passed and The 3Heads had campers from "Camp Half-blood" almost on a daily, they became like a very extended family and good friends. They celebrated their birthdays there, went on dates there or just went and between one bite and the other played Mythomagic, similar to a game of Yu-Gi-Oh! but with mythological creatures. Sylvia did played a couple of rounds while on a break.

Time had passed since that first night when Percy Jackson walked into the diner and since then Sylvia and Zachary made good friends with the campers, everyone had their favorite kid but Percy? He was the number one for them. He was funny, sarcastic, intelligent on his own, witty and so much more. He sure was stubborn but one of the nicest kid the older Pecks have ever met in their life.

It was the day of Percy Jackson's birthday, in 2009, that the Percks closed the doors of The 3Heads for the first time in their life because how can you keep a diner open when a bunch of teens come to you bruised and injured, whith a face that read 'we lost someone' all over their faces?

Sylvia, Zackary, Colto and Taddeus Peck didn't asks question because this was their phylosophy of work, and whoever walked into that doors had a chance to choose either tell their story or not, and that night campers that have seen death, fought her and won decided it wasn't the time to tell the story of what did happen.

[whalesforhands]

i want to say so many things abt stsg & mc in dyf au so bad omg. i feel like their characters aren’t getting across and i don’t feel like talking in fic writing language i just want to vomit everything out

and also bcs nobody talks to me in asks :(

dyf IS an alternative universe where gojo and geto get together late first year/early second year if you haven’t already noticed.

i headcanon it would be around christmas when it’s so called ‘official’

it’s just?? kind of decided unanimously one day that they get together since they get each other so well? unsaid lovers kinda thing

dyf!mc actually assumed they were already dating during the start of the first year. its definitely love at first sight when they butt heads as often as they do right? she swears that ppl with that type of relationship either end up in a grave or in bed together

i’ve said this before but stsg’s relationship is something i view as far more than friendship or just a romance. there is this… unsaid understanding between them despite their differences. i imagine them as mirror images of the other, two halves of a whole, soulmates ykwim

everyone thinks gojo is the horny one, but it’s geto x190%

when do all 3 get together? officially, not yet. third year aus are typically them teetering ON romantic relationship, but definitely holds no water yet. but there is an increase in skinship that dyf mc had settled comfortably into and thinks it’s perfectly normal.

i mean, she does that with shoko right?? what’s the diff if she does it with these 2 that she loves just as much (and may or may not have a crush on)

anyway, back to dyf mc

i don’t know if it’s super obvious to everyone yet, but dyf mc definitely has some degree of social anxiety and depression, explaining the way she pulls back and gets lost in her thoughts instead to feel safe

she understands what she feels, but it’s very very overwhelming u get?

mc is also shown to be sensitive to cursed energy if u also didn’t notice loll,,,, to the point she can pinpoint the 3. or is it just because she has trained herself to feel for their specific auras hmmm??

anyway. since stsg are ‘dating’, she does try very hard to suppress anything romantic she tends to feel, and WILL convince herself that lITERALLY anything they try on her is STRICTLY PLATONIC bcs she just can’t believe these 2 will ever like her in THAT manner yk

and shoko? shoko is single. shoko is pretty. shoko is flirting with her. but since stsg treat her LIKE THAT, she thinks this is what happens when you’re getting close to others right?

she likes it a lot. she hopes they continue to stay close to her. (LMAO DENSE ASF)

tbh i didn’t intend for shoko to be so involved with mc. i wrote it that way bcs i had an equally huge crush on her and it just integrated itself naturally into my writing LOL

also, the smut threesome fics were all practice fics lolllll. i’ve never written threesomes in my life and they were my first cracks at it

something special for getting all the way here bcs im just rambling haha. i’m trying to get ppl to interact with me i’m so sad and lonely writing all by myself

in the bully! satosugu au

gojo and mc were actually childhood friends! imagine that. growing up in the neighbourhood with that spoilt, but kind little white-haired brat but him moving away soon after

only to see him again when you’re way, way older!and that other black-haired guy that he seems to be super close with. you’re gonna be friends again, right?

and he’s never been so excited to see you! he’s so much taller now and his arms are so strong, so different from the weak chubby flab of the child him that you thought was adorable, so you’d always ask your mom for extra snacks to eat together!

but now he’s literally picking you up, your feet barely touching the ground as he holds you so so so tightly, as if afraid you’d disappear

it’s nice catching up with him, sitting with him and a close friend of his, geto suguru at lunch, following them to the convenience store after school to get a quick snack

only for him to ignore you the next week when you bound up to him smiling, greeting him with excited cheer. he quirks a brow at you, shoving you out of the way before walking away…

what… did you do wrong? what’s wrong with him?

[cuteniarose]

an au that may or may not exist: what if suiren became the avatar instead of korra??

Believe it or not, it is an AU that has existed in my head for… about four years now, maybe? I think I even made some art for it once, though I’m pretty sure it was destroyed in the Great Tablet Explosion of October 2020 (don’t ask…). I never really developed it much because Kat wasn’t too interested in it and considering my difficult relationship with motivation, energy and creating in general, it’s hard to find the will to spend time and resources on something if I don’t have my beloved partner in crime to yell about it with me, you know?

But anyway, the two ways an AU like this could go are:

1) Reminiscent of most Red Lotus Korra AUs, Suiren is raised by her parents to believe in the anarchist cause, always on the run and never staying in one place for too long as they hide her from the White Lotus right up until it’s time for her to learn airbending. The world is absolutely not ready for an Avatar like her, Spirits help us all

2) She is discovered and taken from her parents as a child, the Red Lotus are imprisoned and she’s raised in Korra’s compound. No matter how much the White Lotus would try to condition her against her parents, she’d never listen and would spend the years doing as she’s told but biding her time until she’s old and powerful enough to break her parents free and take revenge on everyone who did this to them. The world’s fucked, RIP everyone

I am much more partial to the first version just because Suiren already goes through so much pain in all of our AUs, I’d like to spare her at least from this. And also the first version is just so much more fun since it creates room for a lot of family fluff and shenanigans, which are some of my favourite genres to indulge in 😁

As for what she’d actually be like as an Avatar, she’d be a lot like Korra. Brash, cocky, hotheaded, all that. She’s prodigious in waterbending, obviously, and I imagine fire and earth would come to her rather quickly as well, fire more so since she’s a bit too lightfooted for earth (on that note, as much as it would make sense, I don’t want her to be a lavabender. Let Midori have this one thing she’s exceptional at, please, she already has an inferiority complex the size of the Earth Kingdom even without her sister being the Avatar). Air would also be a struggle since the extent of her spirituality is considering the moon her closest ally, but she’d have the movements down straight away since it’s not too far off from her bending style. And this is based on what I tangentially learned from Kat, but I think she might also be similar to Yangchen in being very susceptible to her past lives. Not quite to that severity, but she definitely gets flashbacks and strange dreams and random knowledge a lot, and when she’s overwhelmed and dissociated her past lives have a tendency to take over. It’s both scary and comforting to her, knowing that at any moment someone else could take her body over while her mind would be safe and sound in some sort of headspace. Out of her past lives, she’d absolutely adore Kyoshi and Yangchen, would probably be interested in whatever Kuruk and Aang have to tell her, and would hate Roku for his inaction leading to the start of the 100 Year War. She’d probably like Wan too if she ever dug that deep

She’s two years older than Korra so she’d have a bit more time before LoK’s plot kicks in, but… I didn’t actually think this far, to be honest. I’m horrendous when it comes to politics so I don’t really know what to do with the conflicts Korra faced. However, Suiren’s grandmother (adopted, not one of the biological ones, RIP Nuying and Afarin but Ikiaq is different) is a bloodbender so assuming there came a point where Suiren was taught it – and I believe she would definitely spend some time in the North with her grandmas, maybe at some point after the White Lotus exhausted their search of the poles and decides that the Avatar must come from a blended family in the Earth Kingdom – I think she’d be able to clock what Amon was doing as bloodbending. Not straight away, but if she looked at the chi paths of one of his victims. But again, I don’t really know where that whole thing with the equalists and Tarrlok and everything else would go. But it would be funny as hell if they had a “🎵 I’m just like you, you’re just like me 🎶” moment over bloodbending 😂😂 (before obviously some huge end-of-season fight, we’re not in a Disney movie where everything is solved by singing, unfortunately. If Suiren from the mermaid AU was here, though…)

About Book 2, tbh I feel like the story could very well end here, because the Red Lotus is fundamentally opposed to the existence of the Avatar. No, I’m not saying that her own family would kill her, absolutely not, but perhaps Suiren would choose to end the Avatar cycle during Harmonic Convergence by unfusing with Raava, freeing Vaatu and letting them keep doing what they were doing before Wan so rudely interrupted them. But if we wanna take it further and make it interesting, which I would prefer, she could fuse with Vaatu instead (probably killing Unalaq in the process since he’s not letting his Chaos Kite Boyfriend go that easily /hj. That’s alright though, wouldn’t be the first verse in which she’d kill Unalaq [hi Kat I know we haven’t discussed this yet but I recently got this really clear picture in my head of UtOS!Suiren eventually killing Unalaq as they’re readying the world for an anarchist revolution, and of Malina finding her over his dead body and kissing her while her face is splattered in his blood. Idk what possessed me there but it exists now and idk what you’ll think of it but you’re gonna have to try really hard to talk me out of it], no one would miss him). Raava wouldn’t be too happy about it but she’ll settle eventually once Suiren yells at her and Vaatu enough times to shut the fuck up and stop fighting, she can hear every word and she’s trying to sleep. If I were to write it, I’d draw a lot from what Kat described in her works Bonded and Adumbration, which I would link but that would require me doing a whole song and dance to get my VPN to connect so I can access Ao3, so… I’m sorry find them yourself if you’re curious 😅 It’d be quite an interesting dynamic for sure, and I really think Suiren would be rather fond of her Spirit Kites. She’s got a real thing for any creature that reminds her of water – snakes, certain fish, dancing Kuvira, etc., Raava and Vaatu would fit right in!! (I’m being plagued with art ideas beyond my skill level, send help)

After that it’s pretty much a clear road to an anarchist revolution since she’d be practically unstoppable with the power of two Great Spirits inside her, and that would replace the plots of Books 3 and 4 since obviously she wouldn’t have to go up against her own parents, they wouldn’t lose and Kuvira wouldn’t become the Great Uniter. But I still think Kuvira would have a high rank in some kind of oppositional movement against the Red Lotus, probably started by Suyin, so Kuviren can still have that sweet, sweet toxic yuri enemies to lovers plot line. Wouldn’t be an AU by yours truly without it :D And.. I think that’s pretty much all the thoughts I have on this topic, apart from the fact that once the time comes, Suiren would still end the Avatar cycle, either by unfusing with Raava and Vaatu or by ensuring she dies in the Avatar state (not by poison or anything, I’m sure if she talked to Raava and Vaatu they could arrange a way for them to take over right as she’s about to pass. My dear girl deserves to go peacefully at age 90+, I will not argue about this). No matter the exact route of this AU, Suiren would be the last Avatar, I can’t see her deciding any other way. Anyway, it’s a fun AU, definitely, an absolute goldmine for those shenanigans that I adore, but I do not have the energy or enough knowledge of politics and worldbuilding to turn it into an actual thing, so for now, it all remains in this post. Thanks for the question though, I really enjoyed this little thought experiment :)

[dranna]

I’ve been rewatching the HP films during the holidays and I’ve got some thoughts regarding Slytherins..mainly how they are treated.

I’ll be focusing on the Chamber of Secrets and the end of Sorcerers’ Stone in this post. 

I’m sorry if I confuse names and quotes all together, I’m learning German so I’ve been watching the movies in this language. There will be some quotes I’ll bring from the books (I have the books, but I find Harry’s pov so frustrating that .. I simply can’t enjoy reading them)

So, let’s start with the Sorcerers’ Stone:

There is 1 thing we can single out from the first movie regarding Slytherins: the House Cup 

It’s the end of the year, Ron, Hermione and Harry solved the puzzles and got the stone. Amidst the worry of the stone being stolen, the Slytherins collected enough points to rise to first place and potentially win the House Cup.  Possibly again, after a six-year streak. Then comes the evening feast, where Dumbledore awards points to Gryffindor, rather in a cruel way I think, with which they win the Cup. It’s such a public, humiliating, last minute announcement. Taking it away from the Slytherin students in front of the competitors, who all spiced up against them, is an open invitation for all the pupils who already have some kind of dislikes and prejudices for this house and it’s inhibitors.

“.. even Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were celebrating the downfall of Slytherin.”

The downfall of Slytherins? Celebrating in front of the professors?

“Better Hufflepuff than Slytherin. There’s not a single witch or wizard who went bad who wasn’t in Slytherin.”

‘Yes, I have prejudices against Slytherins. However Severus is, mean yes, but trustworthy.’ - Probabaly Dumbledore while knitting his socks 

It begs the question: how can you be surprised then, when the whole ‘evil snake house’ — whose students, children, get this treatment from others, the second they set foot in the school — joins on the side of a party, who has power over the ‘Hogwartians’?  Slytherins voluntarily jumping on the Chamber of secret support, offer their services to Umbrige etc? But I’m jumping ahead of myself. 

The House Cup might mean more to Slytherins than to the other houses. To the others, it might seem like a simple competition, but to Slytherins it might be a sign of pride. For example, Severus was around 24 when his house winning series started. It would be an impressive achievement, even if he was older. This is the Slytherins way of showing, that apart from the Professors and students mutual distrust and dislike, they can still achieve, compite and eventually win. And yes they bully and mock others — which is not at all ok — but it might be justified in their eyes based on the others’ treatments towards them? 

What we learned about Slytherins so far?

Everyone who is sorted there, turns out evil no matter what 

Other students hate them 

They are the undesirables house outside pure blood families

Professors and Dumbledore, the wisest wizard and headmaster enabling and supporting prejudices against these students 

They bully others

The Chamber of Secrets:

There are 2 things I’ll point out from this movie: Lucius slipping the diary to Ginny, and the Slytherins getting brand new equipment and a new seeker. 

Start with the first one. Why now? Why Lucius?

They didn’t include this scene in the movie, but in the book we see Draco complaining — we can assume that he also does this at home, not only at the store — about Potter and the school to his father, who at first doesn’t seem interested at all. Still, Lucius will be the one, who eventually brings the diary to the surface again, resulting in unleashing the ‘monster’ from the Chamber of Secrets and endangering the Muggle-Borns. 

“Father says to keep my head down and let the Heir of Slytherin get on with it.” 

We learn that he keeps it as a secret from Draco, leaving him in arrogance. Maybe because he want to keep Draco safe? Could it be revenge against Dumbledore’s disposition? To rid the school of his beloved Muggle-borns?

“Why don’t they just chuck all the Slytherins out?”

: Lee Jordan’s reacting to all the Slytherins being safe while the others live in fear. We can see how paranoia blooms from little distaste under such pressure among the students. I think this is the same reason why Salazar Slytherin wanted only pure blood students in the school and why Lucius decided to ‘use’ the diary. We even see a scene at the end of the movie between Lucius and Harry: just how much dislike, even hate the older man feels towards this boy. And still it leaves a weird taste in my mouth, that the teachers don't really do anything… again. 

The Gryffindor quidditch team is on their way to the pitch to practice, however they are confronted by the news that the Slytherins have permission to practice there too. By further examining, we can see that they all have brand new brooms, better then Harry’s and a new seeker as well: Draco. It came off to me as arrogant, rich people showing off the first time I saw the movies but now, I think it’s a kind of counterattack to the previous years’ humiliation. 

What happened in the first year regarding Quidditch? 

One rule we learn pretty early on is that first years aren’t allowed to have brooms: so why Harry had? Why Harry? Why not someone else? You are trying to tell me that there aren’t any students who grew up in magical families, who can fly better than him and also first years?  

First years aren’t allowed to play in a quidditch team: why was Harry allowed? Why not any other exceptional student? The ones who grew up around magic might be able to play better in some positions than him.

I assume families pay for the student’s brooms: who paid for Harry’s? Then why it’s a problem that a parent is able to pay for his sons’ team’s new equipment?

How did the school react when the Slytherins lost the House Cup that year? 

Imagine these happenings from the Slytherins point of view: ‘ huh. If they all hate us, then how can they expect us to play by the rules? If we don’t even have the chance to play fairly? Then we might as well cheat.’

I’ve literally wrote it while I couldn’t sleep, sorry for mistakes and grammar

[nerves-nebula]

Oh I see the issue, you’re seeing everyone as potential threats but don’t recognize that what you view as reasonable is actually not realistic. Take it from me, I’m in uni and someone insulted me in front of a large group of people. The thing is, it’s summer now here and classes are over. Situations change and people move around, and I won’t have to see them again for a long while now. That’s true for you too, the people you’re around will change, you’ll meet people who will be willing to help you if someone else wants to hurt you. It’s not reasonable to assume upsetting someone will ruin your life, and many people find themselves making enemies and friends and still pushing forward.

RUDE (im joking) I know its not entirely realistic,, but at the same time, what if it turns into one of those "horrible neighbor" situations where I end up getting shot by the police cause of a cruel prank or something.

and even if I don't have to see them over the summer, I'll still likely have to see them again next year, and the following years until we graduate.

there are some people you can only escape through death!! I'm still terrified that one day my mom will find out where I live and show up randomly on my doorstep like "hi!! I came to visit you :)" and its like- its like. like.

i mentioned this earlier somewhere, but there's a comic i like called Nasty Red Dogs, and there's a part where one of the characters is being carried and shes freaking out and i think she's in pain but i don't remember, and the person carrying her tells her to imagine a safe place to try to relax, and she says "I've never been anywhere safe!"

and it's like that to me. all the time. even my safest places are never truly safe, cause there are people out there who could ruin everything just by showing up. and no matter what, I don't want there to be MORE of those people. cause right now i have a solid chance of outliving at least 2 of those people (my parents) and possibly the third as well (older brother) but a peer? a peer from my school who I might see later on in my career, because we're both gunning for the same general field of study? someone i might see on and off for the rest of my life??????

I'd almost rather never talk to anyone than risk that- but i CANT not talk to anyone cause that's how i end up miserable.

anyway, clearly something is wrong with me.

[thebunniesgrim]

The camp counselor is a teenager technically, but I think people forgetting the context behind the word ‘teenager’  

Honestly just throw this post into the ether 

I'm 85 years to late but just hang on a minute I had the most lukewarm epiphany  

I know no one's talking about it anymore, but I think everyone's too busy talking about how bad it is and not why it looks like it's bad. I've seen post being like” um that a child” and other being like “no he's an adult”

I think understanding why everyone is having this problem is more important than just saying the problem is a problem

Everyone's like omg there's a bat in in my room and not why is there a bat in my room or how did the bat get in my room in the first place  

It just seems like people are yelling at each other without seeing why the other person is yelling to begin with.

You feel me? 

this "drama" in a nutshell

I think the disconnect between calling the Camp counselor in “Happy Campers” a teenager then Viv calling him an adult is a word context problem.  

In the states or at least where I grew up  

Once you’re 18 or 19 no calls you a teenager anymore and I think that’s what tripping people up. When you're 18 or 19 you are an adult, you're not a kid anymore. When someone says teenager, you think 16-, 15-, or 14-year-olds first. Someone still in high school, most 18/19-year-olds are in college or just finishing high school and are full legal adults.  

And I think that’s problem  

Barbie says, “do you know how easy teenage humans are to manipulate?” When someone says teenager, you don’t think of an 18-year-old. You think of a child. If she said young adult sure the joke wouldn’t have landed as hard or got a big reaction, but it would less yikes worthy you know?  

And he doesn’t really look like an adult, at least to me. I think he looks older than the other kids, but they look like middle schoolers so assuming he's just some kid in high school makes since to me and I can see why people are very uncomfortable. If they made him look similar to the lifeguard or maybe if we saw other camp counselors that would have been better. Also, I think his voice sounds too young, he sounds like the typical nerd that gets bullied by the jock in those cheesy high school films. If he sounded like an awkward young adult, I think this would be better. But that’s also a matter of opinion on what you personally think sounds like a young adult.  

 In fact, in when I was in 11th grade, I had math with a kid who looked like this so :/  

I know Viv said he's an adult  

But if it looks like a duck and sounds like a duck it's safe to say it’s a duck  

So, if it looks like a teenager and talks like a teenager....  

I understand both sides I honestly do  

he's an adult yes  

but in the most literal sense of the word “teenager” that’s still correct  

Basically, it's like in math class when the teacher asks you to answer a question like “what 2 plus 2” then you say 4 and they're like 4 what? 4 apples? 4 children? 4 missing body parts?  

Same thing different context  

It's like saying chips or French fries to someone from the USA or Britan. 

It's the same food but context matters 

Or saying pastry as a catch all for all desserts but the both are true but the context matters  

When you think pastry you think tarts, Danishes, or eclairs  

But  

If someone said dessert you'd think about cake, cookies, or pies  

Both are technically correct but when talking about a sweet dish but normally you'd just say one name for one and other for the rest  

Kinda like how beignets are donuts but no calls them donuts

I mean if you asked someone for a pastry like a snooty asshole and someone handed you a pie you would be very confused is all I'm saying

 

The reason it looks like Viv is trying to cover her ass and trying to using the “1000-year-old god” thing weebs use to undermined or justify Loli. She’s right he's an adult but also a teenager  

its giving square can be a rectangle, but rectangle will never be a square  

In my eyes at least  

Sorry if everyone already talked about and reached this conclusion, but I didn’t see any post about it and I wanted to give my very late opinion  

[smallplaceinthecosmos]

Sometimes I can't believe how cruel and selfish I used to think people were. Or, that is to say, I can believe it, I just can't believe I was taught that as a child. As a young child, even, since before I can remember.

But I can see exactly where it came from. I know what the thought process is. First you're told, "people are inherently sinful and, when left to our own devices, will commit every heinous act under the sun because it's our natural inclination." This is great for hooking people who already feel bad about themselves, because step 2 is "but Jesus protects you from your own sinful nature, so you just have to obey him instead of your own wants for the entire rest of your life then you'll have True Joy!"

(This does not stop the feeling bad about yourself, by the way. It really just makes it worse. But that's a topic for another post.)

Well, now you're protected from your sinful nature. But what becomes of everyone else who hasn't been?

Everyone - and I mean EVERYONE - who you don't have a personal relationship with or who isn't preaching their salvation on the street corners starts to become inherently sinful, naturally inclined to evil, and probably out to commit those sins against YOU, personally, because thinking you're in a small pocket of True Saved People in a sinful world gives you a bit of a victim complex. And so the world becomes hostile, evil, nowhere outside of home or church is truly safe, and anyone could be out to get you - and all sins are equal, but even more likely that trans person, that black person, that person who acts strange in public that I'm going to assume is a drug addict, because they don't look or act or believe Like Us so they're Not Saved which means They're Sinful And Evil.

I had to work more to train myself out of thinking some ways than others, but by and large, as I got older - and especially as I grew out of being afraid to talk to people (which I am just now realizing may have been partially caused by the above indoctrination partially) - it was just so blatantly not true.

The cruelest and meanest people I've ever met in my life are people who wholeheartedly believe everyone else is exactly the same as them, but they're so so wrong.

Assholes exist and they often make themselves known, but my car broke down on Monday and like six different people stopped to ask if I needed help. When I cut all my hair off and my parents said they didn't think I'd like it, people went out of their way to talk about how nice it looked, and I still get compliments on it three years later. (The only disapproval I got was from men at my parents' church who also had daughters. Go figure.) When college was terrible and bad and I failed everything, my advisors didn't demean me and weren't dismissive of me going back to take the classes again, they just said "Ok let's get you signed up again :) Good luck :)" and sent me on my way.

People are SO good. They WANT to be good. If you give people a chance, they will try their best to be kind, and if they aren't, there's a reason. If you believe that everyone is cruel and mean, it's not everyone else, it's just you.

[loveronlineee]

Stranger Things Season 4 Volume 2 spoilers.

At first it was denial.

I saw the signs. I saw how he said Never change Dustin Henderson. I saw him say again and again that he’s no hero. I saw him go back to give the others more time. I watched as he lay so close to gone with Dustin holding him and I still didn’t believe it.

Then it was shock.

How the time skip happened and everyone was safely back, out of the upside down. No mention of Eddie from anyone, until Dustin.

Then it changed again, going back and forth between heart wrenching mourning and white hot anger.

I am upset. The kind of upset where your feelings overcome your body and you can’t even stand, your knees giving in beneath you. Crying on the floor. Watching the tears fall onto the ground, inches from your face.

I am upset. The kind of upset where you can’t even hold back the fury. Where nothing will calm you down and you’re shaking and tense, and you just have to feel that feeling with every fibre of your being until it turns back into tears.

I convinced myself that Eddie wasn’t going to die. I read posts saying that Eddie and Jonathan were gonna have scenes next season, they put forward the point that Why would there be so much promotion for a character that wouldn’t even be in the next season?

I couldn’t even enjoy the rest of the episode after that. I couldn’t be excited about Robin and Vickie. I didn’t feel anything when Hopper and Joyce reunited with their kids. I didn’t care that Hawkins was in trouble. Nothing else mattered after that. I felt numb.

Thank you Joe Quinn. For bringing alive a character that I love more than any other I ever have. No other is even close. And fuck you Duffer brothers for absolutely ruining him.

I’m only half serious, because I understand that when you make something and people love it, you’re terrified that one day you’ll fuck it up and all those supporters will turn on you. I know that the Duffers originally didn’t want Eddie to be that likeable, since they planned on killing him. But they didn’t change what they planned even after casting Joe.

And I think what makes me the most angry is that his death wasn’t even a good death.

No one mourned for him. There was no funeral. We don’t even know that much about what happened after. We can assume that they just left his body there, to rot in the upside down. Alone. Forever.

He never got to meet Will. He would have loved him. He would have taken him under his wing and protected him and become a second older brother. He never got to meet El and see her awesome powers in action. He never got to meet Hopper, or Joyce, or Murray or Argyle or Holly or any of the parents or anyone else.

I wanted to see him become part of the group. I wanted to see him interact with the others. What would Hopper have said after taking one look at him? It would’ve made me laugh whatever it would’ve been. I wonder what Eddie would’ve thought of Dustin’s girlfriend Suzie. Did he even know that this girl with superpowers was Mike’s girlfriend???

His name was never redeemed. Everyone still hates him. He never graduated. And no, he didn’t die a hero. His death wasn’t an epic sacrifice like Billy’s was. He died even though the exact same thing happened to Steve and he survived.

His death didn’t feel like it meant anything.

And it should’ve

It could’ve.

If Eddie died it could’ve been him protecting Steve, Nancy and Robin. He reaches the house, saves them but ultimately doesn’t make it. Maybe he makes such a ruckus that Vecna has to find him and kill him himself, giving El and Max more time to save themselves.

If they were planning on it, it could’ve been so. Much. Better.

Duffer brothers you made me fall in love with a show and continue to love it for 6 years. And you ruined it in just under 4 hours.

But even after everything, I still love this show. And I will not stop writing. Eddie Munson you stole my heart and I have no regrets about that.

And I will share this love with every person who reads my work and interacts with my blog who loves him too.

I’ll write Eddie the story he deserves.

Eddie I love you. You freak.

- Willow.

[skylar50]

I DID MATH TO TRY TO GUESS HOW OLD ARE THE MAIN 6 AND HOW THE TIMELINE WORKS

Soooo, I already made a post explaining my toughts about Julian's and Lucio's age, and I said I wanted to make another post explaining my guesses for the rest of the cast, so here I am. (WARNING: THERE ARE SOME MINOR SPOILERS!! And this is going to be looong, so if you want to jump to the conclusions go ahead).

I recommend reading at least a part of the other post, since it has important info that I won't be explaining here, but to sum up what I think it's the most important fact: Many people believe that Lucio loosing his arm and Asra's parents being imprisioned happened 20 years ago, but I think the game gives us enough hints to know that that “roughly 20 years ago” actually means 17 or 18 years ago. So, my guesses are made having that in mind.

Please, have in mind that, since there are no canon ages, there is no way to know who is right or who is wrong, all we can do is try to guess, but I think we can all agree that the game has some inconsistencies with the timeline and that, at the end of the day, everyone can have their own headcanons, so it's okay if we disagree. And, also, english is not my first language, so I'm sorry if I wrote anything wrong!!

I'm going to start from the youngest to oldest (Asra-Portia-Muriel-Julian-Lucio-Nadia) and mark in blue the facts that are canon:

Asra

• We know he became an orphan when we has a kid. The game says it was roughly 20 years ago, I already explained on my other post why I think it's practically canon that the exact date is 17/18 years ago, so Im not going to repeat myself.

• He met Muriel 17 years ago.

• He met the apprentice 9 years ago.

• He revived them 3 years ago

• We know he had a thing with Julian before the whole revival thing. If the apprentice died 3 years ago and they were brought back from dead less than a year after, then that had to happen 3 years ago too.

• We do not know exactly how old was he when he met Muriel, but my guess is that he had to be between 6-10, maybe 11, but I would not put him as more than that because I honestly think he looks too young and too short for a 12 year old kid. It's true malnutrition could have been a problem on his growth, but he ended up being of average height and Muriel, who was also homeless, ended up being over 2 meters tall so... I do not think it really stoped them?

• This is gonna sound so dumb but I tried to calculate how tall he was when he was a kid lol (yes, I was very frustrated, yes, I needed help). I used this image they posted as a reference to see how tall they were besides each other, and my guess is that he's around 1'20 meters, which is a normal height for a kid that young, maybe a bit short but not too much (btw, I know Lucio's height is 1'77, but I added 8 cm more because he wears heels).

So, having all that in mind, I'd say Asra is between 24-28 years old. I personally can't see him as older than 28 because as I said I think he was too young on his tale, but it all depends on how you see it, of course.

According to my guess, that would mean he was 6-11 when he lost his parents (which I think it makes sense, since he as an adult is able to remember that Lucio imprisioned them, and it's pretty normal to be able to remember things from that age) 15-19 when he met the apprentice (so, it was a young love, maybe his first one, and that would explain why he was so attached), 21-25 when he had a thing with Julian (to make sure he was an adult) and that same age when the whole revival thing happened (and I personally think it makes sense that he was so young when he made shuch a desesperate decision).

Portia

•We know there is a big age gap between her and Julian:

-She can't remember the shipwreck, Julian does

-She was still a kid when Julian left to become a doctor

-She seems to remember him, but vaguely

•She started working on the palace one year ago

•Since she can't remember loosing her parents, I think it's safe to assume she was still a baby

•I honestly do not remember much from Portia's route, but if I recall correctly, there's this paid option that lets you help her remember a lost memory. I personally see her very very young, and it has to be a memory from after she lost her parents and before Julian left to become a doctor, so I'd say she was 3-5.I remember it was mentioned that in the memory Julian had a big growth spurt, so, since I like to think there is an 7-9 year gape between them, that would put him at 10-14.

I think it's an age range that makes sense, it is possible to remember things from when you were 3-5 (I personally do remember some things, mostly things that had an impact on me), and Portia had visual help to be able to remember it, so it would make sense that she had this memory hidden on her mind and then she was able to remember it correctly with help.

So, having all this in mind, I would say Portia is between 25-30 years old. Maybe you could give her an extra year, but I would not make her younger than 24 because then, if we follow my guesses, she would be younger than Asra (and it's canon that she's older) and I also think the age gap between her and Julian would be too big, and if it was, then maybe she could not remember him before he left. She had to be a kid, but not so young to not be able to remember how they played.

This would mean she was 24-28 when she started working on the palace.

Muriel

(Warning: This is goning to get long.)

I've seen some confusion about Muriel's age, mostly because it seems there are some inconsistencies about his past. I will try to make it make sense, but yeah, have that in mind please.

This man has been my hyperfixation for 2 whole years and at this point I am basically his own personal wikipedia, so I hope I do not leave anything behind, and Im sorry in advance for how long this is gonna be:

•We know he had to leave his home when he was still a kid.

•In his tale, he seems to vaguely remember how he arrived to vesuvia (so, not younger than 3 when he left?)

•He met Asra 17 years ago

•We do not know the exact age gap between him an Asra, but tbh I do not think at all than he's more than 3 years older, because in his tale he says that asra only seems “a couple years younger”, and they both seem to be on very close stages of their lifes even as kids. Muriel's just a big boy.

•We do not know how much time he worked as Lucio's gladiator, but he had to break free at least 3 years ago (since 3 years ago was when Lucio “died”).

•This is all me making theories and trying to make a guess with every tiny detail of info I remember, so take it with a grain of salt because I could be completly wrong, but I personally think that what makes more sense is that he left the Kokhuri when he was 3-7 years old. The reasons:

-I know it's pretty normal to not be able to remember much from when you were that young, and the trauma could also have made an impact on his memory, but I think he had to be very very young when he left because he's not even sure if he's from the south (in the scene where they get a room on the inn, the MC asks him how he can't be sure and he says it happened a long time ago). He does not seem to remembe his parents, his language (I am assuming the kokhuri have a different language than vesuvians) and in general he does not seem to remember his home practically at all. I personally think that if he was older than 8 it would be more strange, but maybe it's just me.

-In his tale he already says that he's starting to forget his parents, and he's still a young kid. I think that can be a hint to let us know he was really really young when he left, I think it would be weird otherwise

-I am not sure about this because maybe it could be understood in other way, but he seems to remember Lucio's voice from his nightmares? And I guess that means Lucio had to be there when the Scourage of the South attacked the Kokhuri. That, or maybe his voice appears on his nightmares just because, or he recognizes that his way of speaking is similar to other people from the South or idk. But I think it has to mean that Muriel had to be at least 3 to be able to remember Lucio's voice(even if it's vaguely and had to hear it again) or the way the people from the Scourage talked. If it's the first case, it also means that Lucio had to be there, so it had to happen before he was 18 (remember that in Lucio's tale he just became 18 and that's when he left his home). That's why I think their age gap has to be big but can't be bigger than 14, because 3+14= 17. Ok this is starting to sound dumb, right? But in my mind it makes sense, I swear

-I also think he could not be younger than 3 because he had to at least be able to walk, talk and well, try to survive on his own. I know 3 is still super young, but, I mean, if I had a vision where all my family died I would also send my 3 year old kid to live on his own lol, better having a little chance than dying my boy! And we see on his tale that the orphans work together to get food so maybe some older orphans helped him and the other younger kids until he grow ? Look, listen, some weeks ago I discovered there is a japanese show in which they film 2 year old kids going to the store and shopping on their own so it's possible! I am just trying to give the lowest age possible so we know where to start from :') and to try to make it make sense, because in his route it sometimes seems like he was practically a toddler (or directly one) when he left.

To sum up, I think he had to be around 3-7 years oldwhen he left his home so everything makes sense. It would make sense that he could remember some little things, but very vaguely and had to fill the blanks with his own guesses, it would also make sense if Lucio was there when the Scourage attacked the Kokhuris and that he recognizes his voice, it would make sense that he has trouble remembering even the most crucial things (his parents, his language...) and it would be plausible that he could survive being homeless if he at leasts knew how to walk and communicatte on his own.

•I personally can't see him older than 14 on his tale. I find it already a bit hard to believe he could be 14, because I personally think he still looks prepubescent, and tbh I think that Muriel would have been already as tall or taller than Lucio if he was older. I know malnutrition is a thing, but everyone seems impressed with his height, even Lucio, so idk his genes are just that strong I guess. Maybe his parents were over 2,15 and he's the short one of the family lol. I also think it would be a streatch if the game told us that this kid is huge and then the kid in question was 15 years old and around 1.50 meters. I'm gonna use the same images as before:

He seems to be slouching a bit, so maybe we could add 3-8 cm more. But my guess is that he was 10-12 on his tale, give or take a few years if you want, at the end of the day, it's all about you own perception.

•I think it's safe to assume that, if Lucio became count 17 or 18 years ago, that means Muriel had to leave his home approximately 20 years ago, probably a bit more, depends if you see him younger or older.

So, having all this in mind (finally!!!), I would say that Muriel is around 26-31 years old.

That would mean he was very young when he arrived to Vesuvia (and it would make sense that it happened 20 years ago or more), he met Asra when he was 9-14, he left the coliseum minimum when he was 23-28, and that his age gap with Lucio and Asra makes sense. If he was younger I think it would be more difficult to make the age gaps and his past as a gladiator plausible, and as I said before I honestly can't see him older than 14 on his tale. But again, this is all a headcanon.

Julian

I already explained Julian's age on my other post, so I won't repeat it, but my guess is taht he has to be between 33-40 (or maybe one or two years older, as long as his age gap with Portia makes sense and he's still younger than Lucio)

Lucio

I explained Lucio too. My guess is he's between 37-44. I would not put him any younger or older because then the age gaps would not make sense and neither his past.

Nadia

Im going to be short with Nadia because there are not many pieces of info and since she's the oldest one there is more freedom, because any kind of age gap would make sense.

•We know she arrived to Vesuvia 9 years ago

•She was married to Lucio for 6 years. Since Lucio has been “dead” for 3 years, that means they married 9 years ago

•She's the youngest of all her siblings. We do not know the age gap between them, but I'd say they are pretty close in age, since their parents are still alive and do not look too old, and Nadia has to be older than 37 for this to make sense. I mention this because maybe it would be plausible for Nadia to be 50, but, I mean, there has to be a limit haha.

Having all this in mind, I would say that Nadia is between 37-45~years old, but it could be a bit more. This would mean she arrived to Vesuvia and married Lucio at 28-36, she was 34-42 when Lucio “died”, and her siblings would be on their 30s, 40s or maybe 50s, which I think makes sense.

So, my conclusion is:

Asra: 24-28

Portia: 25-30

Muriel: 26-31

Julian: 33-40~

Lucio: 37-44~

Nadia: 37-45~

And if you are interested on knowing how I hc them:

Asra: 26

Portia: 27

Muriel: 28

Julian: 36

Lucio: 39

Nadia: 39

That's it!!

I'm not sure if anyone would want to read all this lol but I hope it was a bit useful or interesting!

Please do not judge me for how much time I put into shuch a silly thing lol, I know I have to get a hobby :'D

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I loved the meeting their future child request. Can I request the same but for the first years please.

-- ! a lot of people really love that particular request (￣▽￣*)ゞ it's the most liked one out of all the posts i have! so have another round of flustered people featuring the first years this time! // The urge to rewrite sebeks part in particular but also not, yes I'm still very much suffering from: how can people like what i currently write

✧ first years meeting their future child

✧ headcanons following a small drabble

Would probably have 2 children if circumstances allowed it, influenced by his own experience with his own brother when he was younger. A few years apart as well! Both children would probably inherit most of his traits, stubborn and mischevious personality too. Totally not influenced by their father, not at all.

100% would at first think the kid that's before him is his brothers child. It's a valid thought! He's 7 years older than himself, and Ace is away from home too, his brother getting a child is possible! ( : ౦ ‸ ౦ : )

Until he realizes that it takes 9 months for a kid to be born, let alone years for them to be at the age of this child in front of him, which Ace assumes is around 8 or so. And he does return home for vacations and he's never seen his brother with a lover let alone a pregnant one. ╮(￣ω￣;)╭

He wonders why he even comes to the conclusion that the child before him is somehow related to him. He feels some sort of familial bond with them, but he has no clue how. He hasn't met them, he hasn't even seen them in any family picture that has a lot of photos. Not once has he seen the child that looks like a split image of his own child self before.

"... So, are you a distant relative?" he asks after a long silence, keeping a safe distance away from the child whose currently jumping around in his bed, deciding to rather sit down on Deuce's bed. After meeting them, he didn't have the heart to leave them alone since they looked so lost. The child doesn't answer him, and Ace only groans: "At least answer me!" and the child stops jumping around, turns around to look at him with a smirk that scarily mirrors his own: "Wow, I didn't know you were this stupid back when you were just a teenager, dad." and Ace almost screams in confusion at the title.

"Haha, that's not possible at all! Me? A dad? So soon? Wait how old are you even?!" Ace shrieks in a whisper, not wanting to cause a ruckus and make everyone come into his room. He doesn't have the energy to actually try to explain how the child before him, who looks like an exact copy of him is in fact his child, from the future, who somehow ended up here and no he did not kidnap him!

"Nuh-uh, not telling you!" the child sing-songs, continuing to jump around without a care in the world. Like he's not in a timeline he's not supposed to be in, or the fact that he may have no way to get back home. Why isn't this child panicking?

"I didn't know you were such a serious person back in the day, dad." And I didn't know that my future kid has such a mouth on them.

Ace sighs, "It's not every day that you somehow stumble upon a kid that looks exactly like you and claim that they're your kid. Give me a break, please. It's taking every muscle in my body to not run for help because trying to explain," Ace huffs, gesturing towards the kid that has now started to look around curiously: "All this! To the dorm leader is enough of a headache already!"

The child before him only laughs, hopping over to Ace before jumping into his arms, all giggly and whatnot: "Then, let's take a nap!" they suggest, and Ace just stares at them in shock: "No- No we're not taking a nap we're finding a way for you to get home to your actual time!" but the child only hums and falls down onto the bed, already making themselves comfortable.

And as annoyed Ace is, he can't find it in himself to actually wake up the child that's holding onto his pinky and has already started to doze off. Groaning and ruffling his hair in annoyance: "Fine, one fast nap," he grumbles.

By the time he woke up, the child and the memory of meeting them was already gone. Only the slight warmth of a small hand gripping his pinky remaining.

Will most likely have 1 child. 1 child that he adores so much and pampers way too much. Deuce's mother also pampering the child just as much. Even so they didn't grow up spoiled, but rather timid, a stark contrast to Deuce own past as a delinquent.

Will probably bump into his kid quite literally, similarly to how he bumped into Epel since this boy is looking straight forward and not down. So when he feels something bump into his leg, he will look down only to be faced with a tiny child. Σ(￣。￣ﾉ)

And he panics. Because the child before him looks like they're about to cry. Crouching down and fussing over them. Are they okay? Does it hurt? Where does it hurt? Where are your parents? But when the child sniffles, trying to brush away the oncoming tears they just clutch latch onto him and Deuce is very confused.

And then they call him dad. And he's back to panicking: "Did you hit your head?!" he accidentally squeaks out. Ace is beside him laughing his ass off: "Deucey ~ I didn't know you were that type!" and Deuce is just glaring at him: "Don't just stand there and laugh, help me out!" but then the child notices Ace and calls him uncle and that's when he also panics with Deuce. (￣▽￣)/

Deuce, a dad? Uncle Ace? Who is this kid? They're scrambling around and asking each other questions: "But he looks like you, Deuce! The same hair colour and even have the same eye colour!" Ace eventually points out during the mental breakdown they're both experiencing. Deuce needs to take a good look before he realizes that, oh. Oh, Ace was absolutely right. But when the boy asks why they look like so young, the duo manages to somehow put two and two together: "From the future?!"

"Ya know, he's kinda cute. It's a stark contrast to this bad boy Deucey over there having a midlife crisis," Ace wheezes out, on the floor playing with the boy who is apparently Deuce's child. Deuce only pacing back and forth inside the room, trying to think up some sort of solution to this situation.

"Should I tell Riddle-senpai? Would he even believe that this kid here is my future child?" Deuce mutters, the kid whose been playing with Ace sensing their dads internal struggle and shuffling over, tugging on Deuce pant leg with worry: "Dad, is me being here bad?" an arrow shot through the heart.

And Deuce feels the parental and familial urge to console this kid and he never knew he could feel like this, bending down and just patting the child on the head: "No, no! It's not bother at all!" Well it actually is, you're not supposed to be here right now, but I can't tell that to a kid?!

"Why don't I just go out and get help?" Ace suggests, and Deuce just glares at him: "I feel like that will rouse just more questions than I will get answers!" Deuce cries out, falling flat onto the ground, not having the energy to stop Ace from leaving the room. The child only looks down for a bit, before climbing on top of Deuce's stomach, a groan escaping the man from the added weight: "I'm sorry for the trouble," is the only thing they murmur, and Deuce feels even more awful, pushing himself up to pat the child on the back: "Shh, I'm not mad at all, why don't you take a nap and when you wake up again everything will be fine?"

Seeing the child doze off, Deuce lets out a long held in sigh, leaning against the bedside as he continues to pat the child on the back, eyes closing as well.

He's later woken up by a confused Ace asking why he's sleeping on the floor. The memory of the encounter gone from both of their heads.

For some reason I see Jack having a handful of children, probably because the animal he associates with also give birth to a handful of cubs. At least 3 I imagine.

Very protective of them, it's in his nature after all. And even when he's faced with a child he has no idea where they've come from, he feels that protectiveness surface. ( ◡‿◡ *)

He can sense that they're nearby, but hiding from him. So he stops up when he's alone and he's made sure no one is close before he turns towards the direction of the child: "It's alright, there's nothing scary here. Why don't you come out?" he asks, crouching down to make himself more approachable. ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

What he doesn't expect however, is for the child to take one step out of the bushes, see him and quite literally run towards him. Eyes sparkling in relief and Jack almost jumps back from how trusting the wolf child before him is, reaching up to wrap their small arms around his neck.

Jack is very confused. He's glad that the child before him trusts him, but this quickly? At the same time he feels some strange relief settle in. Almost like the child belongs in his arms? But when the child looks up at him and calls him dad, the missing pieces and emotions piece together immediately and he's running back to the dorm. Bursting into the lounge area to find Leona for once alone. And it takes one annoyed glance over at Jack, and seeing the child that looks a lot like him cradled in Jacks arms for Leona to sigh: "... Again?" and Jack is even more confused: "What do you mean again, Leona-senpai?"

"... A dream?" Jack mutters in disbelief, the child already fast asleep on his lap, clutching onto the back of his shirt tightly: "Wait you've encountred something like this too, Leona-senpai?!"

Leona only grunts, observing the child on Jack's lap: "Sorta. It feels more like a dream. I don't remember how they look like, let alone what happened. This is all just a strange sense of deja-vu, seeing you in this position," is the only thing Leona says before getting up: "Why not just indulge the kid? Both of us won't remember anything after all."

And with that information dump, Jack is left alone dumbfounded and confused at how casual Leona sounded while explaining such a weird phenomenom. Not batting an eye that there's a literal child, that's Jacks future child at that is currently in this timeline. But before Jack can truly wrap his head around the whole situation, he can hear the soft whines of the child on his lap, indicating that they're about to wake up.

And it feels weird, being met with a pair of golden eyes that's exactly like his, and the emotions surging forth from holding onto this tiny being that's not even supposed to be here resurface. The feeling of wanting to protect and give this small kid he knows nothing about everything they want, but he's not supposed to feel this yet. Not when he hasn't even found his lover. And as wrong as it feels, it's almost like a sneak peek on what the future will hold. A feeling he will soon forget.

So Jack makes the most out of it, let his future child enjoy time with his current self. Answering every question, running around and playing around with them. Even letting the child climb all over him because: "Dad, you were already this strong when you were only a teenager?!" and the sparkling eyes filled with amazement and respect makes Jack realize just how much this child before him admires the him in the future. And a strange sense of pride wells up in him.

And then the sudden want to sleep overtakes him, just like Leona had told him hours ago. So Jack hold the child tightly as he falls asleep, but he wakes up to no memory of what has happened the entire day.

One child as well! A daughter that inherits his cute looks... And fierce personality. Learnt from the best! Epel grows from being cute, to being pretty! So he makes use of that pretty face of his, and his daughter has a front-row seat to all that! She also inherits his manner of speaking whenever older Epel gets agitated.

The one that stumbles upon his daughter isn't actually he himself, but Epel will find his daughter in the pomefiore dorm lounge, sitting on Vil's lap with Rook on the side. He is incredibly confused as to why there's suddenly a child in the dorm. Especially because Vil hasn't mentioned anything happening today. (￢ ￢)

Rook will coo over the child, calling her such a cute apple, whereas Vil will just observe the child, softly answering any questions she might have. Sometimes reprimanding her manner of speaking and the loudness of her voice.

When all three eventually notice Epel frozen at the entrance, the girl who was previously situatued on Vil's lap jumps off and runs over to Epel, arms already stretched out and latching onto his waist: "Dad!" and Epel shortcircuits, blabbering and stuttering incoherent words, forgetting to speak politely out of sheer shock. ∑(O_O;)

Someone help him. Because Rook is too busy cooing at the scene and even Vil finds some sort of enjoyment watching Epel be so flustered. The young girl is literally half of Epel's size and it takes a good look at her features before Epel raises a confused eyebrow: "Why do you look so similar to me?" He was so shocked about the title of dad he forgot it immediately. Tell him once again and that's when it fully registers in his brain.

"Vil, that expression of yours is making me curious. You look strangely sentimental watching Epel around this child," Rook muses, eyes never leaving Epel as he's doing his best to not look so confused around this child who both Vil and Rook claimed to be his daughter.

"I wonder why myself," Vil mutters, a small smile playing on his lips: "Seeing the little potato in that position makes me strangely nostalgic, almost like a deja-vu," he adds as an afterthought. Vague memories of a past dream resurfacing, confirming his thoughts, but not telling him what he wants.

"Dad, I had no idea you were so small when you were attending school!" the small girl comments, not realizing what kind of dagger she just stabbed onto Epel with that comment: "Am I taller in the future then?" Epel has just resigned himself to this weird situation, letting his future daughter drag him down the hall of Pomefiore: "Ya bet! But according to everyone in town, you just became prettier and less cute as well! You also showed me a bunch of pictures too, so you can't deny it!"

Epel doesn't know if he should feel honored or insulted by whatever comment his daughter is giving him, watching her babble on without a care in the world. A stark contrast to how he has to hold himself back in the present: "Ah, Dad I have a request!" halting, the girl turns around and hugs Epel once again around the waist, his own arms wrapping around her shoulder instinctively. Tilting his head to the side, he raises an eyebrow in question: "What's up?"

"Let me fly on a broom with you!" and whose Epel to deny such a fun request.

Which is why he finds himself at the courtyard of where P.E is usually held, flying around while hearing the excited screams of his daughter whose holding onto his waist. Laughing in glee as Epel twirls and flips the broom every now and then.

When they land back on the ground, his daughter is still giggling, lips parted in a wide smile while holding onto his hand: "Hehe, that was so much fun!" and Epel smiles softly at how peaceful she looks.

Epel feels the girls hand leave his own when a soft glow starts to surround them. Looking down at the girl, she only smiles softly back at him: "I had a lot of fun today! Even though we won't remember what happened! Thanks, dad!" and before she fully disappears, she jumps up and wraps her arms around his neck, squeezing hard that Epel stumbles back onto the ground.

And when the bright light reduces and Epel gets his vision back, he only blinks in confusion: "... Why am I out here? I swear I was on the way back to Pomefiore..."

I feel like Sebek would have at most 2 children. And while those children will probably also serve as Malleus' bodyguard, their attitude would probably be a bit more laid-back than their fathers, much to Sebek's dismay. Σ(°ロ°)

But another unfortunate soul who won't be the first one to meet their child, but rather walk in on none other than Malleus Draconia carrying his child on one arm.

Is in shock, utter disbelief and worried. Is it a child assassin?! But before Sebek can intervene, the child is already wriggling out of Malleus' grasp, which makes Sebek worry even more. But instead of running away from the man, they're running straight towards him with a huge smile on their face. (つ≧▽≦)つ

"Father!" and every thought on how this child could've been an assassin leaves Sebek's mind because: "What did you just call me, child?!" He's scrambling back against the wall, the child halting when their own father jumps away from them in shock, confusion written all over their face before they burst out laughing.

And then the child turns toward Malleus with a smile: "Malleus-sama, you weren't joking when you assumed that my dad would react like this upon seeing me," is all they say, Malleus laughing along with them and Sebek is looking between the two while they interact, mind all fuzzy and jumbled.

"You mean to tell me, that this child," Sebek begins, picking up his child like it was some sort of ragdoll, the aforementioned child only dangling in the air not moving, most likely finding this whole situation funny: "Is mine? Mine from the future?" he questions. Malleus, who has already sat back down on the throne nodding: "Indeed, I do wonder how they managed to wound up here though."

Sebek only stares at the child with wide eyes: "You do have one more child though, Father," is all the child he's holding says. For once, Sebek is too stunned to speak and that does surprise both Malleus and weirdly enough, his child: "Woah, this is the first time I haven't seen dad so passionate, this much be a real shock."

Malleus lets out a deep laugh at that, "Ahh, how great to see that the future may change a bit," he muses, waving Sebek away: "Why don't you indulge your child a bit, Sebek? I'll make sure to send them home by the end of the day," and before Sebek can intervene, Malleus has already disappeared.

Which means that Sebek is alone with this child. Now he's sure the future Sebek will be a great father, being that the current Sebek is surrounded by great people he admires and he's sure to honor the advice he will receive through the years.

But none of the current advices he has mentions taking care of a child. So he just carries them on his shoulder while he goes and does his normal duties at the dorm. From doing the heavy lifting needed for the day to practicing his magic. The child on his shoulders watching in amazement: "Father, you were still this hardworking even back in the day?"

And when he's done, Sebek for once, just sits down and relaxes. Starts to talk to his child and they don't seem to mind, climbing onto his lap to make themselves comfortable.

"You talk a lot about Malleus-sama even in the future you know," they comment, turning around to grin at Sebek who only huffs his chest in pride. But as they begin to talk, for once, Malleus isn't on Sebek's mind. Rather he's amazed by the vast knowledge the child before him has: "And as annoying as it is at times when you blab on about Malleus-sama," they start, Sebek looking very offended, but before he can butt in, they start to talk again: "But right now, and in the future, you're still so amazing! You usually bragged about how you were back in school, but now seeing it for myself, you really are amazing!"

Sebek can forgive the fact that his childs straightforwardness, he probably got that from him too.

And when the time comes for Malleus to send him home, Sebek almost feels a bit sentimental, crouching down to ruffle their hair: "See you in the future then, one day," is all Sebek says. The child blinks before smiling, hugging Sebek tightly who only awkwardly hugs back before they suddenly vanish with a snap of a finger from Malleus.

And the moment they were gone, Sebek's memory of them were also gone.