#lukas mors

[rene-hl-trashcan]

I have gone too far with CaRiz and there's no turning back 💀💀

The Mom and Dad

The children :

First born, Alise.

Second born (the older twin), William

The baby (the younger twin), Lukas

Those eyebags and freckles are definitely hereditary 😂😂

Can you guess who is the harbinger of chaos@the master prankster among the siblings?

@starryslytherin0, we have gone too far and this legacy is just gonna continue. No turning back with this ship 💀💀

The fact I feel like writing a story of this Slytherin Trio would be hella fun. Continue the Legacy, so to speak.

[starry-slithers]

(special shout out to @venomekans who inspired me to write this!!!)

as always, Riz and the gremlins belong to @rene-hl-trashcan

Summary: During Christmas in the Mors house after hogwarts with their 7 year old daughter Alise and 5 year old twin boys William and Lukas, Cariad and Riz try to surprise their kids by having their father dress up as Santa. But it takes an unfortunate twist after a story Uncle Sylvan told William.

“Allie, come on, off to bed- or else the man in red won’t arrive.” Ushered Cariad, as Alise lingered by the fire, glancing at the cookies she and her brothers had made earlier that day. 

“Mama?”

“Yes, my love?” 

“Will Santa really come?”

“Of course he will, my darling. You’ve been very well behaved this year.” She coaxed Alise into her arms, bouncing her on her hip. Riz had already taken the 5 year olds to bed. The little dark haired girl wrapped her arms around her mother’s neck. 

The door to the twins room was slightly ajar, and they saw the two boys piled on top of their dad, fast asleep in their Christmas pyjamas. Riz was tenderly stroking their hair, before hauling them over his shoulder and placing them in bed, tucking them in nice and snug. He glanced at his wife and oldest daughter, in the process of stooping down to kill William and Lukas’ forehead. After giving the children a soft smile, he walks to his girls, kissing them too.

“Merry Christmas, sweetheart.” He whispered to his daughter.

“Merry Christmas Daddy!”

Both Cariad and Riz went to tuck in Alise, laying her down gently and brushing hair out of her face. 

“Sleep well, Allie.” Whispered Cariad, covering the girl in her blanket and working her favourite doll into her arms. The blonde told the little girl stories and sung lullaby’s, stroking her hair until her eyes drooped and she could turn off her bedside lamp. 

She crept downstairs , still silent so she didn’t wake Ileva, who was staying with them for the holidays. She sighed as she reached the living room, fire still crackling. A decoration had fallen from the tree so she walked over, stooping down to hang it up again. As she did, she felt arms wrap around her waist.

“Riz-.”

“Nuh huh. That’s Santa to you, Mrs Mors.” He whispered, nuzzling his nose into her hair.

She turned around in his arms and saw him decked out in the traditional Santa Claus outfit- topped with red hat all the way down to the leather boots. She slid her hands up his chest, eventually winding them around his neck, fingers playing with the hairs at the nape.

“Red suits you, darling.” She looked up at him with slightly hooded eyes.

“Yeah? I figured I’d surprise the kids.” He nuzzled her neck, leaving afew kisses there. Cariad fumbled to adjust the gramophone, so it quietly played music.

Slowly, their rhythmic swaying turned into a slow waltz. She leaned up to kiss him gently, his gloved hands on her cheek,  when she heard it. 

“Crucio!” Said the voice of William, who was only five, pointing his wand at his father. Alise and Lukas stood behind him, berating him for casting the torture spell on THE Santa Claus. 

Cariad looked worried. She could tell that, despite Riz’s inability to feel pain, his body was about to shut down on itself. 

“Alise, Lukas, off to bed you two.” She said softly, not wanting to snap despite how worried and frightened she was that her five year old son had been able to cast an unforgivable. She noticed William about to follow his siblings.

“Will. No. Stay here.” 

He glanced up at her with his big red eyes. Same as his father’s. Once the others were out of earshot, she helped Riz to lay down, caressing his cheek. 

“Are you ok darling?” She knew he wasn’t ok, she wasn’t stupid, he was minutes from shutting down. 

He removed his dumb Santa beared and beckoned Will closer. The boys eyes widened when he saw that it was his dad under the Santa costume. His hand trembled. 

“I’m going to have a word with your godfather about this.” She muttered under her breath to Will, knowing Sylvan had been the one to teach him, almost certainly. 

“Now, care to explain why you cast an unforgivable?”

“I-“ his bottom lip trembled as tears welled him his eyes. “I thought he wasn’t ok- was going to hurt you…” 

Cariad raised an eyebrow.

“Hurt me?” 

“U-uncle Sylvan said Santa is a creep who stalks children…I-i thought daddy was Santa and that the creepy old man was going to try and kiss you and make you uncomfortable…” Tears rolled freely down his cheeks. Riz carefully helped Will to lay on his chest. Cariad had her eyebrows creased. He’d wanted to protect her…

“Will…” Started Riz carefully. “I’m so, so proud that you wanted to save your mother…I really am…but you can’t just do that.” 

“I-I’m sorry-.” 

“Hey, hey, it’s ok. Just don’t do it again, alright? You will need a small punishment- but after Christmas, alright?”

Will nodded solemnly, cuddling into his dad.

“Am I on t-the naughty list now?…”

Cariads heart melted. 

“No, sweetie, you’ve just proved you were a good kid. Your methods were…unorthodox and wrong…but your heart was in the right place- that’s the only thing that matters.” 

She kissed his forehead. 

“Hey, kiddo, if you ever do want to practice that spell, you have to ask me first ok? Uncle Sylvan is the only one allowed to do ‘Curse first, questions later��, ok?” 

Cariad nudged him before taking Will back up to bed, the blonde boy wrapped around her like a koala.

He was tucked in, all tears forgotten, as Cariad went back to her husband and just….pampered him. She knew the effects of Crucio on him- so she could tell he was being a little dramatic for extra care and attention. But she was more than happy to give it to him. 

Oh, and when they were awoken on the couch by lleva and the trio of excited kids at the ass crack of dawn? Santa had been, and there were presents under the tree…

[amadeus-for-music]

After the success of starmusical I see a lot of people hoping for a new production but honestly I don't know. I mean MLOR was a cultural reset perfectly inserted in the chronotope and seeing on your page videos and curiosities of the time warms my heart. But I doubt that today there would be the original case, I wouldn't mind maybe a completely new production like yanis and theo that makes the musical totally new, but here I think it was a miracle that I doubt can repeat itself in the same way and honestly seeing the cast so changed on the French or European stage with half the og probably wouldn't be for me. What do you think?

I think it would be nice to see a new production but as you said a completely new one. Let Mikele finally go. Or let him play Leopold (because imo it would be awesome). That's actually the only way I would accept someone from the old cast in a new MOR project. I also would take the opportunity and make some changes in the plot (remove the creepy clown). Give the women more character depth (Nannerl deserves better). Cut some slap stick out and develope the relationship between Salieri and Mozart. Add 1 or 2 new songs.

I totally understand if people feel nostalgic and want the old good times back but it wouldn't be the same. I'm like 10 years too late to say something accurate about the fandom back then but I guess they treated the MOR cast like movie stars. They got constantly new content, followed all their activities and were like 'OMG Mikele and Florent and no one else'. Maybe French musicals are always like that idk but as a German you are not attached to the musical performers in such a strong way.

I recently watched Elisabeth a second time live and while I really love Lukas Meyer as Der Tod, I accept the fact that maybe next time I see someone different on the stage. Theatre productions feel always so short lived and it's actually normal and natural to see them change. It's even their charm.

[miabrown007]

Felonies and Other Love Languages

Adrien Agreste: rich, lonely, freshly aware of the fact that he's expected to take over not a fashion, but a drug empire. Marinette Dupain-Cheng: broke, angry, freshly aware of the fact that bringing down drug empires is a blast. But where would she be without her team, Alya and Nino, and her very good friend, Luka? Not to mention the team’s newest addition, the kind, the funny, the ultra charming Chat Noir. If Marinette likes him, that’s alright, though. It isn’t like she’s dating Adrien Agreste for real. It’s all just part of her ten-step plan to make the Agrestes meet their demise.

Chapter 3 - Pandora’s Box (12,708 words, 3/32 chapters)

Adrien would like to walk along the edge of the curb with his arms outstretched. Like he used to when his mother was there, her palm hovering a breath away from his, ready to catch him anytime.

Instead, he scurries between patches of light on the crushed stone path of Place des Vosges. He doesn't understand why being late fazes him.

He shouldn’t even be here.

He should be up at the office, checking the CCTV footage with Kim to notify the police about the break-in. Or he should be at dinner, informing his father about today’s mishap. He shouldn’t be sneaking out under the disguise of meeting Chloé for drinks. And he definitely shouldn’t, under any circumstances, be searching for Carapace’s hooded figure in the shadows of the park.

In his head, Adrien knows that. But he follows his heart. And his heart rounds a corner with a leap, only to come to a halt in front of a well-lit fountain.

“I thought you wouldn’t come,” Carapace says, his eyes shining brightly over his green facemask. He has his arms crossed over his chest in what seems to be a futile attempt at keeping himself warm in the spring chill, dressed in nothing but a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles T-shirt.

Adrien doesn’t hold back his grin. With his own mask in place, it’s not like Carapace can see it. “You know what they say about curiosity and the cat.”

It’s a stupid joke, but if he made up a cat-themed persona for himself, he intends to commit to the bit. Plagg would surely be proud of him. (Even if, realistically speaking, Adrien knows that house cats, much like fathers, are never actually proud. Still, he likes to pretend that what they share is special and goes beyond owning a Blue Ribbon pedigree.)

“You expect you’re walking into your doom and still show up? Admirable,” Carapace chuckles, unaware of the truth those words actually hold. “Now come on, the others are waiting for us. I promise we don’t bite.” He starts on one of the paths leading out of the park, muttering under his nose, “Well, most of us.”

Adrien decides he doesn't actually want to know what Carapace means by that. In his hurry to catch up, the gravel almost slips out from under Adrien’s sneakers, but by some miracle—or years and years of athletic training—he keeps himself upright. “What did you say, who are these people we are meeting?”

The light of a street lamp glinting in Carapace’s glasses as he spares Adrien a glance. “I didn’t.”

It’s more than fair to receive the same non-answer to his question as Adrien had given earlier that day. Still, his chuckle is nervous. He fights the fidgety feeling that urges him to double check that the GPS on his phone is switched on.

“Don’t stress about it, they are friends,” Carapace adds in a softer tone as they exit the park on the northern side and stop in the shadow of the arcades. “We’re almost there, so I’ll have to ask you to put this on,” he says, handing Adrien a baby blue knitted scarf.

“There’s a dress code? This place must be really fancy,” Adrien laughs as he takes the piece of fabric and wraps it around his neck.

Carapace blinks at him, twice, before a chuckle leaves him too. “No, it’s— It’s for your eyes, actually. Just a precaution until we know we can trust you.”

Thank god it’s pitch dark and he can’t see the way Adrien flushes.

“Yeah, I— I knew that. Obviously!”

With much more reluctant motions, he re-ties the scarf around his eyes. He had considered swapping his contacts for glasses—for the sake of an even less Adrien Agreste™-looking disguise—but now he’s glad he’d dropped the idea. Blindfolding himself with them on would be a pain. Actually, merely existing with glasses and a facemask on is a pain, as Adrien was forced to discover this afternoon after much experimenting with the concept.

So, contacts, and anxiety over being only fashionably late it was.

“Sorry, it’s part of the protocol. Let me spin you right round here for a second,” Carapace says, his voice lighthearted. He grabs Adrien by the shoulders and turns him around a few times, until he has no idea what is up and what is down. “Thank you for choosing the Rena Rouge entertainment park, we hope you had a good time,” he says, in the worst imitation of a carnival pitchman.

Still, it somewhat eases the knot in Adrien’s stomach that’s as tight as Nathalie’s hairdo on any given day.

“And now, this way. We’re almost there,” Carapace says, grabbing his upper arm and guiding him forward.

The irony of their first meeting going almost exactly like this—only with their roles reversed—isn’t lost on Adrien, but at this point, he just follows the instructions. He's pretty good at that.

Losing his sight serves to draw his attention to his other senses. He’s acutely aware of the silence stretching between them, the noises of cars and buzzing electric advertisements on shops’ façades.

The pavement under his feet takes a sharp turn, and the city’s noises melt into the background, signalling their approaching arrival. Adrien can’t decide if that or his still spinning head is the reason he feels like he’s going to throw up his supper.

“Who is Rena Rouge?” he asks, despite his nausea.

The beam is evident in Carapace’s voice, even over the sound of a door opening and closing behind them. “Oh, Rena Rouge? Just the most amazing, passionate, talented girl in the whole wide world, who, coincidentally, also makes the best colombo.”

"Your girlfriend?" Adrien guesses.

"For the time being," a cheeky voice slices through the vanilla and pastry-flavoured air.

Carapace comes to a sudden halt. "Hey, what‘s that supposed to mean?"

"Well,” presumably-Rena Rouge says, “we are getting married sometime in the future, aren't we?"

"That's like, the worst way to put that, babe," he argues but laughs along nevertheless.

There’s another giggle, one that eases the trembling of Adrien’s stomach. "Um, guys. The plan."

"Right, the plan!" Rena Rouge confirms, as if she has completely forgotten they are, indeed, in the middle of something that is starting to feel suspiciously like a hostage situation.

Adrien, who at this point would really like to see his surroundings, shifts on his feet. "So, what's the plan?"

Suddenly, someone removes his scarf, two bluebell eyes staring into his soul. "You are the plan, Chat Noir!"

[read the whole chapter on AO3]

[loominggaia]

This question just gave me some ideas!

Royal galas are a huge deal for the Great Kingdoms. They take place pretty frequently, and their main purpose is to help royal leaders network with eachother and marry off their heirs.

However, not just anyone is invited to these galas. Even celebrities, divines, and the super rich can't get in unless they're officially recognized as a Great Kingdom noble. This means they must be blood-related to the leader of a Great Kingdom or one of its holds.

Lukas and Mr. Ocean would both qualify for entry. Their crusty mercenary asses could just waltz right into these fancy functions and no one could legally stop them.

You know who else qualifies? Mankind's Disgrace, since he did technically rule Yerim-Mor Kingdom in the past. Like, nobody wants his ass there, but if he feels like showing up then everyone just has to deal. Goryx qualifies too, as the son of High King Roz.

There are soooo many fun stories that could come from all this! I'll have to think on it for a while.

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[fictionkinfessions]

dude i miss gakupo so much. what is wrong with that man (gnc) /aff

i find it so silly goofy how they seem to be the one mor fanonly viewed as horny and shit but for me they were easily flustered and i definitely never used that to my advantage <3

meiko and i were more flirty than the boys (gnc) lmao

i put gnc after man and boys bc gakupo was a nonbinary lesbian and i think kaito was sumn similar. or the same. idk

sapphic polycule that was us <3

-megurine luka

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[dysfunktionell]

pre-psykakuten draft

Hemstadens militanta måsar vakar över fartygen

Svindlande höjderna dräper cellerna

Kanoner båtar klippor och minn fyr

Håret är krossat av havet

Pappas skott

Tysta vapen

Blöta stigar

Blinda syrener

Staden där jag knullat djävulskap

Inget bleknar allting väcker

Nu svälter jag mig för fåglarna

Springer för elektricikteten

Krossade oskulder på östra prinsgatan

Kastad till en Östra Promenad

Colinuorden samlas

Fotografiförmågan tapppas

Kyrkklockor vintertid distant räddar

Jakten efter fågelänglars tappade fjädrar

Vi måste skynda oss från medeltid

Adjöss till sjöss med hopp av tänder svunna från kärlekshopp

MIN FYR MIN FYR MIN FYR

Lys rött för mig som vi är

Vindkvinna fågelflicka

Nummer 9 på telefon för kortet

Benzo i blodet

Springer nu

Nio mitt nummer

Världen är min

Ankor i par, sexfåglar, kloak

Ruttna platser från pedofil

Ruttna platsen från en karl

Min mor till död

Förlåt mig Gud

Här svimmade en liten rosajag

Maingate min far

Den enda som blev kvar

Åtta nu vart är du, kylan sänker sju

Alamedan Alameda perfekt låt förstörd plats och musik av er två, saknad och hat

Walk down Alameda, höst och droger, buss & mammas skor. Jagade i dräkter fulla och unga

Rosengården

Wachtmeisters parkeringshus

Nostalgi negativ

Stänger av robotjag

Alamedan i full makt

Hav, vind & fartyglslakt

7 procent kvar, lyckonummer, dags att dra

Stortorget Karl den elefte skriker över allt

Grått och vitt, minimalistvinter

Sverigeflaggor nazism i söder gömmer gängkrigen

Grekiska Gudar gömmer sig högt i vacker akkitektur

Platser jag aldrig sett, nu gömmer jag mig här

Nyfiken stad, tiden på min sida

Främlingcigarett generös den sista

Gud måtte vara på min sida

Förlåt Luka jag tog en promenad på en Juldag

Alla är i sync med vind & hav

Fågelflock krossqde tänder, lysande kran

du är underbar

Wittusbåt, Axelkatt

Internstad

Potentiellt krossat Jag

Incelsmärt av handhållande par

Skolskjutningen som skämt ligger kvar som allvar

EN SJÄLVMORDSSVAN

Vandrar på skärgårdens Bergdal

Karlskrona Karlskrona. karlskrona

Solnedgång halv fyra

Elektricitet byts ut mot solen

Här frös vi

Snart finns ljusen inte kvar

Stakholmen hal & kletig äggö

Misslyckat barn

Träning i allt hoppat av

Där äter en aggresiv svan

Amiralitetspartens fågelsvärm

Högtider varje år; krossad jul

[whatsonmedia]

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[little-watcher]

m. i me an. a little ja il mi ght be go od fo r you. it bu ilds char acter. pl us, mr lukas would bail yo u out anyways. an d th ats not how it works, da d, if se tting chil dhood tra uma on fire was how it wor ked, i prob ably would be a lot mor e normal rig ht a bout now :P

high ly conf used wh at is goin g on wi th my sibling. jmart re al i gue ss?

@not-qualified-for-your-bull cong rats, i think!!

[daofeibutdead]

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[ct-multifandom]

the REAL scary part of this episode two: electric boogaloo

https://ct-multifandom.tumblr.com/post/658852572552183808/the-real-scary-part-of-this-episode

Hey guys, remember this post I made right after Wishmaker came out? It feels like half of tumblr’s ml regulars have seen it and freaked out over it, and I’ve even seen people citing this post in the tag without actually @ -ing me. but if you’ve managed to avoid it I’d recommend catching up before reading the squeakuel.

Edit: holy crap I wrote 90% of this post in November right when this episode came out and completely forgot about it. *Francine voice* I’m a failure. Sorry guys, better late than never.

In the last post, I basically saw the image of Adrien’s parents with their eye colors as the opposite of what they’re “supposed” to be, and went on this whole deep dive into theories reminiscent of the parent trap and celebrity wife swap.

Thing is, though, Gabriel Agreste takes place nine episodes before Wishmaker and BOY does it have more evidence for my theories. Literally brought a tear to my eye when I noticed this one detail below.

Why haven’t I seen a single soul bring this up before me?

When Marino slides past Gabriel’s finger print scanning security tablet, every single person before her scanned their finger, and they clearly all checked out, but she made sure not to have to touch it because she knew she wouldn’t pass. After this, Chloe insists Gabriel watch her video, so Marino “trips” and throws her tall box of plates at Chloe. This causes Chloe to drop her phone as Adrien jumps to catch it BUT ALSO Gabriel drops his tablet, which BREAKS. The screen doesn’t just shatter, it totally shuts down.

Who are the only people who arrive at the party after this occurs?

Felix and Amelie. Neither of them get their fingerprints scanned while everyone else save Marino did. This is such a subtle yet deliberate detail, so I can’t be surprised that it was missed, but I can’t believe nobody’s made a post about it here yet. The only conclusion I can really draw from this is that Felix, Amelie, or both have fingerprints that don’t match to the ones they should have according to the data in Gabriel’s system.

Everyone’s already analyzed the strong implication that Felix is a sentimonster a million times, so I won’t go deep into that, and these theories operate under the assumption that it’s true, but can sentiFelix explain the possibility of Felix having the “wrong” fingerprint?

Human sentis should theoretically have fingerprints because sentis made with the intention of being humans have all traits that an organic human would have. I’d imagine a human senti would inherently have a unique fingerprint, and Gabriel must have something in the system for Felix regardless because he’s an invited guest. Gabriel and Felix are both aware of Felix being a sentimonster, so even if this isn’t the case, they’d work around it.

But something that stuck out to me was how Gabriel threatened Felix with the same ring he’d soon fiddle with while manipulating Adrien in Mega Leech and more explicitly in Ephemeral. From here on out I’ll be operating under the idea that the rings are the amok object for SentiFelix and SentiAdrien. Was Gabriel bluffing to Felix about the ring being his amok object? Did he really not know whose it was? Did he only figure out it was Adrien’s, and not Felix’s, after attempting and failing to control Felix with it? Are the rings two halves of a single object with a single amok in it like the record from Crocoduel, and both of the boys aren’t tied to one specific ring each?

Here’s a kind of crazy concept: Felix and Adrien swapped places at some point in the past. That would explain Gabriel being unable to magically influence Felix with a ring he thought was made for Felix, because the one he knows as Felix was born as Adrien, and vice versa.

Back to Wishmaker, Adrien is missing a lot of his childhood memories. In my last post I talked about the green eyed woman vs the blue eyed woman. I’ll continue that thought here, so if you have no idea what I’m talking about, peek at the linked post. Our Adrien remembers the blue eyed woman being his birth mother, but all image evidence of Emilie shows her with green eyes

When Felix looks at the portrait of the green-eyed woman, his expression is oddly tender, like more genuine than we’ve ever seen him before. This implies that he has some fond memories of her, which is interesting because we don’t know about any interactions between them, and Adrien doesn’t seem particularly close with Amelie. Could this green-eyed woman be Felix’s birth mother? He’s already a huge mommy’s boy to green-eyed Amelie.

That sort of brings me to another possibility that I explored in the last post: could Amelie and Emilie have switched places? Idk how they’d pull off the massive girlboss gaslighting operation needed to make that work (well, I have one idea) but that would explain why green-eyed Amelie didn’t scan her finger either; it would have come back as the wrong print.

So, in summary, several concepts:

Adrien was born as Felix to the blue-eyed woman and the green-eyed man (who probably died a bit ago). Felix was born as Adrien to the green-eyed woman.

Potentially, they weren’t swapped at birth but grew up this way too, hence all the family photos and Adrien’s missing childhood memories

Le Paon scrubbed memories that were inconvenient to her

Amelie and Emilie swapped places at some point somehow

Literally everyone is a freaking sentimonster except for Le Paon (blue eyes?) and maybe Felix’s dead dad hence why she manipulated everyone so easily and why the two families are like mirror image clones of each other

To close this off, I want to type out a big DISCLAIMER. I’ve seen a lot of people take my theories (general) really seriously, so for that reason I want to make this clear. I notice a lot of little details that many people do not, and these details are Evidence. Of what? Well, I can never be truly sure, so for that reason I spitball a bunch of Ideas. Sometimes they’re cool or interesting or fanfic-like, sometimes they’re realistic, sometimes they’re crazy, but they’re all just Ideas.

For example, I recently made a theory that Marc and Nath would do a kwami swap, and I came across several posts where people referenced it outside the realm of my blog. There’s nothing wrong with believing one of my Ideas, but I wouldn’t say that I think they’ll do a kwami swap. I think that’s very plausible, and I’d love to see it, but I’m not 100% sure anything will happen. What I do know is the Evidence: there are several images associated with season 4 of a rooster holder who isn’t Coq, and that’s what’s important. My best conclusion was that it’s Nath, thus the goat would be open to Marc, but there is no Evidence to support another goat holder. Maybe the rooster is actually Aspik 3.0, or an Adrienette child from the future, or Spock, the Rock, Doc Ock, or Hulk Hogan.

Similarly, when I make these crazy sentimonster theories they’re all just Ideas. Some of them are even semi-ironic or just “this would be really compelling but I would never image they’d make it canon”. I even change my mind about my own thoughts a lot, especially when new info comes up. The Evidence in this case is that Felix and Amelie didn’t get their fingerprints scanned, and this was very deliberately framed by the writers as well as the story boarders. Also, Felix has affectionate memories about the woman in the painting. Everything else is possible explanations for why this is, but those facts are what really matter.

I can’t wait to see what they really mean in canon, and what other foreshadowing we will even have missed up until some kind of lore reveal, but for the time being, this is the Part 2 of things that caught my attention surrounding the Agreste/GdV lore. Interpret it as you will.

[cloudybrews]

He defintelly looks confused. "Lukas" he asked slightly shock by him being crown up. Time travel was confusing. And he decided never ever to do that again. "Wedding, don't tell me Mor or Peter" he''s doing math in his head.

Steve was confused. He had no idea what year it was. Already got the last of the stone home.. and now ... He wanted to go back. He wanted to retire but be with his friends. Yet here was standing with most confused expression " Exuse me" he walked towards the reader. "Where... and what Time is is"

[strawberry-metal]

Good morning, dear Strawberry~ Thank you for the lovely model and picture yesterday, I apologise for being late, but I was traveling and barely got any opportunity to check my tumblr </3 Narancia looks absolutely incredible as expected, and the Luka picture is so, so adorable! I hope today is a good one <3 - 🥞

Good mor-mor-morning~! You're welcome, and no need to apologize! We all have lives and sometimes get to stuff late as a result of it, I totally get it and there's nothing wrong with that so please don't worry. <3 Also thank you so much, I did my absolute best on them both. ;v; I hope today is a wonderful day for you too!

[writer-of-histories]

The topic of friendships has come up in conversation. I have thought much on the topic, and felt it may be worthwhile to pen my thoughts.

First and foremost… My boy. Kris. I wish we had met under better circumstances. But, if not for the fire, we would likely have not met at all. He is not my biological son, but I will raise him as though he is. He is my reason I keep going, that one day I may control myself well enough that perhaps he can be proud of me, as I am of him. That when I die, the world will be safe enough for him to go on without me. That one day, he does not need my protection, as there is no dangerous roads to walk.

Another friend of mine is Olivia. She and Aki met first, when fighting Ifrit. She quickly became my friend, as well. She is kind, and I can see how she cares for Aki as much as I do. Well, for everyone, truly. People like her will be who keep this world safe, and maybe make it just a touch brighter as well.

Another near and dear friend to me would be the Warrior of Light herself, Aki. She is actually how this topic came up in the first place. She asked if I remembered her when we first began this adventure. Her sense of time is different from mine- has only been one movement of the sun since we first met. To her, that is much more than it is to me, having seen over a hundred of those. So, I told her yes. She asked me what I first thought, and why I was so insistent upon joining her.

I told her that I knew she was bound for greatness, but that she could not do it alone. She didn’t like this answer, and she walked away soon after. I worry for what has gotten into her. She has not been well these last few moons, since even before coming to Ishgard. The circles under her eyes grow heavier and heavier with each day, and upon our last visit to Mor Dhona, I caught her lost in what seemed like a trance as she stared at the Crystal Tower. Each time it came into view, she would stare at it until being pulled from her trance. I thought she was observing the beauty at first- She is an artist, after all.

I found my answer soon after. She wishes to show me a painting she had done, and as she flipped through her sketchbook… She tried to hide it, but there were countless paintings of a man. A Miqo’te with red hair. His eye color changed in the photos- Red and green, and then simply just ruby red. And in many photos, she had painted him standing in front of the Crystal Tower, or inside even. I had been called on to help clear the tower out, and I had seen the man once or twice… But I was not there for the whole time. And clearly, I had missed something.

Perhaps I shall bring it up with Aki. I want to be there to help the girl, and it is plain to see that that is what is causing her so much distress.

In brighter news, Luka is recovering well. Him and Kris have been spending lots of time together, which I am very happy for. Luka makes Kris happy, which is truly all I can ask for. He’s a good kid. And, not to gossip, but… I heard S’mona has left the rising stones for a quick trip to go pick something up… But I think that “something” may be Mora, for some manner of date. I dare not reveal my source, however, in case I ever share this journal… but it certainly doesn’t start with a “T” and end it “ataru.”

[loominggaia]

How did Balthazar get so fat? Since he's a mercenary I feel like he would get alot of exercise?

That's a good question. I'll first mention that Balthazaar's weight gain was fairly recent; he was pretty fit for most of his life.

In "Allmother's Gift", he returns to his hometown of Rodanga and introduces Lukas to the local food scene. Right away we can see part of the problem, and it lies in his culture's traditional cuisine. Lots of butter, cheese, carbs, and sugar, all in huge portions.

Normally this isn't an issue, as Rodanga is a rural Matuzan territory where people don't live sedentary lifestyles. Most Randangese burn off all these crazy calories during their daily life, just walking from place to place and working physically-demanding jobs.

Balthazaar went from a soldier to a mercenary, so he has always worked a physically-demanding job himself. However, this job transition was also a big upgrade for him. The Yerim-Mor military paid him peanuts, but he made pretty good money as an independent mercenary.

While his crewmen put most of their earnings towards upgrading their gear, Balthazaar spent most of his on food and booze. He never explicitly states why, but personally I think he was unhappy in his dysfunctional marriage to Feredil, and he coped with food and alcohol.

So yeah, he does get exercise when he's on the job. But the thing is, we see Balthazaar missing a lot of work throughout the series, mostly due to grief and alcohol abuse. He gained a little weight after marriage, gained more after becoming a mercenary, and then even more after the Hollow was attacked.

TL;DR: Balthazaar never stopped eating like a young, athletic Rodangese man, but old age, depression, and bad habits finally caught up with him decades later. His obesity is the result of bad eating habits + bad coping skills + exercising less than he used to.

All that said, in real life there are plenty of athletes who have the same body shape as Balthazaar. (Wrestlers and football players in particular!) His weight doesn't impact his job as much as you'd think. In some cases it's actually been a boon, because anyone who picks a fight with him now is basically fighting a fridge...

He used to be muscular in his youth and that muscle didn't go anywhere, it's just hidden under a few layers of blubber. Like Glenvar, he gets a lot of his weight from booze. So even though they're both mercenaries, it's easy for them to chug excess calories without noticing.

I think if Balthazaar slowed down on the beer, a good chunk of his weight would disappear pretty quickly. He would shed the rest just by realizing he's not in his 20s anymore and cutting his portion sizes.

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