i was listening to mafumafu's cover of jailbreak and realized the mv has a trope i love very much!!!! with childhood friends trope, i also love it when two characters grew up having much the same motive (in the case of kuina and kawasemi, the song's characters, wanting to escape the caged city they're confined to). but then the characters mature and end up walking down separate paths, whether purposely or not or because life just happened and that was the cards they were handed, and now they can't stand on the same side because life/duty/etc compels them to remain set in their ways.
it hurts in the best way to see kuina chasing after kawasemi to apprehend him and stop him from flying the plane. and then he has no choice but to helplessly watch what ultimately becomes of his friend when the plane engine overheats and explodes... AAAAAAAAAA it hurts, but it hurts so good. T_T i can't even begin to ramble about the symbolism and the fact that they're named after birds... neru's brain is too big... orz
in short, i just really like the trope of two childhood friends with the same goal/dream, something happens that causes one of them to deviate from or abandon that goal/dream, and then they later reunite as changed individuals, with one still clinging to the goal/dream and the other having lost hope in it entirely. bonus points if one of them is hunting the other down for whatever reason hehe. <3
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i have a certain angsty prompt for you: so i remember headcanons that Childe doesnt have the best relationship with his parents. What if we dialed that up to 11?
His mother doesnt recognize him as her little Ajax anymore, only seeing an abyss beast in human body. His father doesnt look him in the eyes- the younger siblings still love him of course im not that mean
The only solace Childe and Foul Legacy have is you, the one soul that loves all sides of Childe
So when something happens, and hes stuck as FL, he flees the fatui and goes straight to you for comfort-
*sips my tea* anon, you've made my day hehe >:)
the last thing you were expecting was to open the door to the sight of Foul Legacy, hunched over in pain and faint whines coming from his throat. you quickly usher him inside where he promptly slumps into your arms, claws digging into your shirt like he's anticipating for you to pull away and desperately trying to prevent that. your arms snake around his waist as you gently shush him, asking what's wrong, what happened, but all Childe can do is let out wretched, hiccupping sobs and bury his head into your shoulder. his entire body is trembling, shaking with cries, so you tighten your grip and squeeze to give him something to ground himself to
it's finally sinking in how alone Childe is- his parents fear and despise Foul Legacy, and by extension him, and his siblings, while loving, only see the masked human side of him. it makes Childe sob harder, curling into your arms, your warmth, your love, because somehow you love every part of him, including Foul Legacy. it's only thanks to your comforting presence that he's able to fall asleep that night, and you sit quietly beside him, petting up and around his horns and contemplating your fate. you're not sure what will happen next, but you know that it'll be intertwined with Childe's, and you'll do all that you can to help him be safe and happy in this new permanent body
Childe's so scared that you'll have changed your mind when he wakes up the next morning, so terrified that you've realized that he's just a monster who needs to be discarded and nothing more, but instead he's met with your hands gently threading through his hair. he wants your touch- craves it so badly- and so he clings to you, the one person who loves both him and Foul Legacy. he doesn't want to go back to the Fatui despite how "useful" his Foul Legacy form would be in battle, the mere thought of it making his claws twitch with fear, so you offer to let him stay with you as long as he wants. he almost begins crying again when you say that, but settles for pressing his forehead into your back and holding you tightly without a word
your kindness truly knows no bounds
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