I'm currently reading A&M and just finished HFH. Can I ask any fun fact or info crumb about Baal? He's my favorite, I feel like he needs to be protected at all costs. (I usually refer to him as Daddy Baal đź‘€).
Thank you đź’ś
Aaaahh thank you for reading! I love Baal so I'm glad you like him!
When Lucifer was "dead", Baal set out to conquer the Earth and rule the demons in Lucifer's name. And I've talked about this before but beyond his obsession with Lucifer, and Michael, he's also really into Asmodeus. He finds him really cool and attractive (and admires him a lot). He's also pretty friendly with Gemory! And of course he thinks Rosier is very sweet (and attractive). (He's attracted to all his friends, basically.)
Baal can be very violent, as you know, partly for himself and partly because he does a lot of the dirty work for Lucifer, like torturing demons. He does this for a lot of reasons, one of them being that he doesn't want Lucifer to dirty his pretty little hands. He tries very hard not to be jealous (and he's typically not) but he can randomly get possessive at times. He really does love Lucifer and puts up with everything for the few times a month that Lucifer is sweet to him. He likes having his hair played with and likes laying his head on Lucifer's lap.
Dracula Daily, June 29th
god they really made kotallo one hell of a character. from his runway model strut of an entrance and tattoos and beads and wry but rumbly deep voice to his bravery during the ambush literally throwing himself barehanded into the path of a rampaging machine to save his friend to losing his arm and reclaiming his honor by battle in the arena to his conflicted feelings and complicated past with the sky clan and its commander to his little “that was an unkind comparison” and “ive still got a strong back” comments to his incredible kindness and devotion underneath the stern mask to his simultaneous ability to be an absolute BAMF ready to throw hands at any time while still being like “seashells!” and “chocolate frosting!” to his hidden humor and little salutes and soft eyes and willingness to learn and ingenuity and support and “devote what’s left of my life”…..thank you for this man
sorry what’d you say? i was thinking about how peeta had loved katniss from afar for years before he had to make his peace with dying in the same games that he hoped she would win, became gravely ill in those games and wound up under her care, was kissed by the girl he loved so much in front of the entire nation, nearly died with her or for her countless times, committed to a suicide pact with her in a bid for freedom one way or the other, only to find out that her feelings for him were lukewarm at best and really, she was just trying to help them both survive more than anything. and even then, he would do anything for her without expectation of return. he would gather the kindle for her revolution, work to ensure her safety in their second games, and then claw his way back from brainwashed and tortured hell at her request, and still he expects nothing from her because he has always, from the very beginning, understood what love really means
“I don’t know what my goals are, no. Thanks for asking.”
No bond stronger then between a trans guy and the horror movie they’re obsessed with
Anyone else ever have a day where you feel... Idk... Extra autistic? Like wooooaaah I'm more Neurodivergent than usual today
I do think that Coryo fell in love with Lucy Gray, but i also fully believe that such love would never have been possible had he not be given the near-total control over her fate in the games, and by extension, her fate in the Capitol.
Listen. Here is a boy who has nothing but his last name, posing around pretending like he owned everything while scrambling for a scrap of something. Here is a boy who had to share everything he had ever owned, who was never fully in control of anything except for his words. Here is a boy, who, due to the lie he's been controlling, can never let anyone in -- not even his pseudo-older sister and not even his most affectionate classmate -- for it poses the risk of being perceived, and potentially punished for his lack of ownership.
And then suddenly this boy -- who's so desperate to own something -- is granted the ownership of another person a full-pass to control everything about her; her words, her image, her story. And sure, she wasn't his first pick, but the thought of having something gave him a sense of relief and dignity his lies could never give him, and that dignity, that slight restoration of confidence, gave way for that first crack on his chest after being guarded for so long.
And then the person he "owned" showed up, and she was the most interesting person of the pick. She gave the people a show and she made a song on top of it, turning his confidence to pride. I truly believe that had he been assigned to another person, he would not have showed up to the train station, simply due the fact that they were not interesting enough to warrant his visit -- or his grandma'am's roses. Him showing up to the train wasn't just done in goodwill; it was also a stake of ownership -- it was him, acknowledging to himself that this was something worth owning, and like other things worth owning, it could be taken away from him if he lets his guard slips.
And that becomes the initial foundation to their interaction; the talking, the bringing up food... sure, Lucy Gray was interesting, but he was detached of her charm in those first meeting, seeing her in the lens of how others might measure her and her worth. his main focus was "taking care of her"; making sure his precious thing survived, making sure his ownership of her -- and thus his pride -- will not dissipate.
And then the tributes started plotting to kill him, only to be stopped by Lucy Gray. Sure, for her, he might seem as if he was doing something a kind -- even if useless -- meeting her in this run-down train station, and that perhaps was part of the reason why she defended him, and part of the reason why she stood by him in that Zoo cage. But for Coryo, his visit was calculated, his rose a chip of bargain, his zoo visit a byproduct of refusing to be caught slipping. For him, Lucy Gray stepping up for him was uncalled for, a surprising kindness.
He tried to rationalize it best as he could, but he was stumped. And I think this was when he started to really listen to Lucy Gray, to stop being detached from her. He was his father's son, and he believed in knowing the things he owned in order to properly maintain it. And it was this desire to know that melted his walls, that made him vulnerable, because to understand her fully he opened himself up to be understood, which had never happened before.
I think Coryo did love Lucy Gray, however tainted and terrible that love was. I think it was the first time of him making the effort to perceive someone and be reciprocated back -- fully, thoroughly, and wholeheartedly. It helped (or didn't help?) That Lucy Gray was a poet, that she fed him with pretty words; the only things that -- up until she showed up -- he'd ever truly owned for himself. For him, that connection -- added over the fact that he had "owned her", as everyone else kept saying -- must have felt like a drug. It must have felt intoxicating, to own something so lovely, something that adored him. It must have been a new, exhilarating feeling for Coryo, who never owned anything but worthless scraps and his pretty, pretty words. And yes, that was such a terrible way to put it, but love is many things; it can be terrible too.
I think Coryo loved Lucy Gray, and had they stayed in Capitol, he would have been able to continue to "love her". Billy Taupe was just some name, the Covey some story. What for Lucy Gray was history, was only pretty words for him. For all he chose to believe in, they could be the same pretty words he said; mostly lie, some exaggeration. In the Capitol, she is his, fully. And Coryo can love only what he owns.
But they didn't stay at Capitol, they moved to twelve. Suddenly, all her pretty words were honest and real, something he couldn't ignore, much less control. Suddenly, there was the Covey, and Billy Taupe, and Mayor Lipp, and even if her eyes were for him only he still had to share the rest of her -- her voice, her charm, her poise -- with other people. Twelve highlighted that he'd never truly owned her, we all know that. But here's another thing that twelve highlighted; it was him who chose to be the soldier in a rundown district, him who chose to follow her. If there was any ownership to be had here, it was her that owned him.
And Coryo? He doesn't share, yes, but worse than anything, he despises being owned.
This is where TBOSAS shone its brilliance; president Snow is the way he was not because he is an unfeeling sadist the was Volumnia Gaul is. He was the way he was because of love. Because of the vulnerability that comes with that love, and the refusal to surrender to it. President Snow would not be as ruthless and despicable had he been desensitized, and it was his feelings, his capability to love, that led him to employ some of the most gruesome tactics to win the games.
Here's the heartbreaking thing; once upon a time, Coryo loves Lucy Gray, and that love was true. Here's another heartbreaking thing; that love was built on poison, and its toxic vines ruined him so completely, decimated him so thoroughly, he was reborn anew evil; president Snow would not have happened without Lucy Gray, without Coryo's time in Twelve.
President Snow said, "it's the thing we love most that destroys us," and he said this as a warning to Katniss, yes, but he also said it to Coryo's shadow, standing behind her, who was looking at the back of the Girl on Fire, thinking the wavy black hair and the whispered songs were that of someone else's.
"Unbidden, an image of Jayce smiling in bed earlier this morning comes to mind. Viktor's hand on his cheek. His slightly chapped lips. His bedhead. Stubble. His smile lines. The shape of his jaw."
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one of my favorite little scenes from coming home (but not to you) by @lesbianherald :) haven't done comics in so so long but really wanted to give it a shot lol
Unreliable narrator that pretends that everything turned out the way he planned just to cope with the regret of what he had done.
I feel so sane so normal abt them
Why would Baal say this
Dante. 24. he/him. autistic mess. i love making art, read fiction and watching horror movies. the rest is confetti. pt-br / eng / fr header by littlestpersimmon
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