I’ve grown fond of him eventually but honestly there’s a lot that I don’t care for when it comes to him and I don’t know if that’s his fault or the characters that he’s involved with’s (Tenn, Iori) fault.
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GIRL......................... suspension of disbelief I know but.
Obviously you can pick out a BUNCH of the dragons as that Is an ongoing trope (dragons aging differently than humans, so they can look younger than they "actually are") (also while I did try to avoid including them to make them more comparable to Nino, I think Flayn can fit in either category for the purposes of The Context -- esp cause her dragon blood is meant to be secret)
Not only do we have Heroes skewing younger (a lot fitting into another trope of What If There Was A Baby Sister) we also have Baby Banner. Where the whole point is they are baby.
LIKE....... maybe I'm speaking way too soon and maybe the whole point IS this will backfire LMFAO, but it IS absurd to be presented with her art (which, def still looks youthful!) and having her say yeah I can pass as a kidnapped child. Which COULD be true! But also what do you mean no one is going to know you're a part of the Heroes. Why is no one fighting her on this. Not even including the dragons there are like a handful of Heroes who fit into her exact vibe. Some even MORE baby than her.
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aether pets foul legacy's hair like a cat, "who's a not-good boy? hm? who's a not-good boyyy!?"
@aeviare — you're ruining his bad boy image aether!!!
The first few moments after a fierce fight hang in a sort of limbo for Foul Legacy - bloodlust still thrums through its veins, screaming for more until the hungry void inside is satisfied, even as his exhaustion pulls it back down like a star collapsing under its own weight. In these moments, Foul Legacy takes the time to savor the brief taste of violence before the inevitable collapse.
A touch against its hair interrupts the moment of satisfaction, and its entire body goes inhumanly still as it turns its head. The orb of its mask fixes on the Traveler, somehow radiating utter bafflement, even as its head cants, ever so slightly, into Aether's hand.
❝ There is a line between bravery and stupidity, ❞ it says, but Foul Legacy makes no move to lean away, or rise to its full height. ❝ Sometimes I wonder if you know where it is. ❞
It feels. . . nice, and nice is not something Foul Legacy gets to experience. The brush of Aether's hand lulls its muscles into further relaxation, and the throaty rumble starts in the back of its throat. It leans further into that touch as the sound rolls into a deep purr.
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