I was just working on my GoLisa baby fic and then realized that 'where would they find diapers to fit a baby with a tail?" Would they just poke holes in it or would Elisa try to find someone that makes customized baby diapers.
"I'm sorry, Miss, but can you repeat that?"
"It was just a hypothetical question"
"But, why would you need a diaper with a hole in the back?"
"Uh, so-hey, I gotta go, lets forget we ever had this conversation! Okay? Bye!"
Something funny I wrote. There's something amusing about Brooklyn calling Goliath-G.
"I wouldn't do that, if I were you, Goliath Elisa's pregnant, she's got that weird baby strength now, she might snap your neck."
He was right on that account "duly noted, but I think I can handle, Elisa"
"It's your funeral, G, don't say I didn't warn ya"
Super Rough Draft of Goliath and Xanatos being grandparents together.
From bitter enemies to doting grandparents. Never in Goliath's wildest nightmares did he think he and Xanatos would share a grandchild, but here they are now.
Fate often had a twisted sense of humor.
She was beautiful. But, oh so fragile and so small. Goliath couldn't keep his eyes off her, his precious newborn granddaughter. Her wings fluttered in her sleep with her tail firmly grasped in her hands as she curled into herself. Surrounded by blankets and warmth. Kept safe in her basin, protected from the outside world.
He wanted to hold her in his arms, but refused as he did not wish to wake her.
"Still asleep?" Whatever blissful peace he relished in soon crumbled to shambles, Xanatos had returned with his treasured cup of coffee.
"Yes,"
"A beauty isn't she?" he smiled "She'll be a magnificent heir to my kingdom one day" Goliath frowned at the implication.
The thought of his little granddaughter growing up to be a charismatic, manipulative questionably ethical billionaire filled him with existential dread. Young Alexander may have turned out for the better in most cases. Most cases.
But, he was still Xanatos' son and operated in his own questionable, manipulative ways. And when he wasn't that, he was Goliath's own personal headache. Nonetheless, his daughter loved Young Alexander so, thus condemning him. Never in Goliath's wildest nightmares did he think he and Xanatos would share a grandchild, but here they are.
Tiwa.
She inherited Alex and Fox's bright red hair and Aodh and Elisa's dark skin. A strange combination of Human, Gargoyle and fae all wrapped into a singular bundle of joy.
To Goliath she was perfect from head to toe, only a few weeks old and he was already in love with her. Couldn't imagine now what life would be without her now that she's here.
And he and Xanatos were both her grandfathers by blood. It was a bizarre notion, bizarre as it was horrifying in retrospect. He thinks back to the time where he desired nothing more than to hurl his pathetic body from on top the castle's cornices.
Goliath did not believe he could forgive a man like him. Even now, he wouldn't call what he felt towards him forgiveness in a sense, but perhaps more than an ally, and something in between that.
While Xanatos had worked hard to make amends for his wrong doings, never did an apology leave his lips. Goliath did not know if he even felt an ounce of remorse over his actions. Never did he make any indication if that was the case.
Xanatos was an incredibly difficult person to understand. Let alone read.
"What's the matter, Goliath?" He quirks a brow "cat caught your tongue?"
"No." He says, tail swishing "I'm just not paying you any mind."
"Oh?"
"Your childish attempts to get under my skin will not work"
"Not trying to."
"Right."
"I just want what's best for her"
"And that is what exactly? Her to grow up to be an exact replica of yourself?"
"No." He takes another sip from his cup "I want her to be better than me" the answer takes him back for a moment. Goliath is not sure if that statement was intended to have a double edged meaning.
"You don't believe me?"
"You are many things Xanatos, being straightforward is not one of them" the man chuckles softly wary of waking Tiwa. She's only but stretched out her tiny arms and legs other than that she hadn't stirred from her slumber since being put to bed an hour ago.
Soft snores fill the silence "do you still hate me?"
"Hate isn't a word I would use"
"So you do?"
"Xanatos you broke the spell that me and my clan were cursed under intending to use us, even after I told you about what happened to the rest of my people. You lied, manipulated, even used my own mate against me, you tried to kill what remained of my family and after that took our home, the only thing we had left. Add the plethora of harm you did afterwards."
More quiet followed "I didn't just hate you, I detested your very existence"
"I have to ask why let your daughter be with my son? After all the bad blood between us, I know I gave you, your home back, but that did little warrant any warmth towards me"
Goliath sighed "I wasn't the least bit happy about my daughter and Young Alexander's friendship in the beginning. I understood that they were both children, I understood that the boy was far too young to pose much harm let alone consciously do so. But it still filled me with alarm, I feared for her, I feared that perhaps you would or was trying to use your son to gain some semblance of trust again. To use and manipulate use through the bond of our children. I didn't put it past you. You've done worse.
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"What did I tell you about acting like jackasses in front of the baby?" Aodh was uncloth as ever, the added unbalanced hormones didn't help her already severe demeanor.
"Mh, forgive me daughter"
"We were just having a polite disagreement"
"You mean jackassery" she corrected "do I have to tell Auntie Fox and mom that you two are misbehaving again?"
Xanatos self-serving smirk fell right off his face and went silent along with Goliath "yeah, didn't think so."
“Ahem.. Unless you two want to stay like that for the next twelve hours, we better go.” (I just can’t with this guy basically being the proud cockblocker of the entire clan. He can have all my love and affection, though, regardless if he wants it or not. Disapproving traditionalist grandpa - no hugs until you wed her first, Goliath.)
I’ve seen a couple of comments to the effect that, in “Awakening”, Goliath was the one who was treating Demona badly. They’re basically saying something along the lines of he was going behind her back and messing around with another woman. And I feel like I have to address this, because it’s a huge mischaracterization.
Goliath was not in any way cheating when he befriended Elisa. First of all, as of the end of “Awakening”, he had known Elisa for all of two or three days. Goliath is not the type (nor has he ever been characterized as the type) to jump into bed with someone he’s just met. We have Word of God that he’d fallen in love with Elisa as of “Deadly Force”, but it took Puck literally switching their species in “The Mirror” for him to even consciously realize those feelings, much less act on them. Goliath, at the point of his breakup with Demona, did not see Elisa as anything more than a friend.
Secondly, we’ve seen Goliath interacting with plenty of female characters, both human and gargoyle, without there being any hint of anything sexual going on, Princess Katharine and his rookery sister Desdemona being notable examples. While he and Elisa had real chemistry, and she was definitely harboring an attraction to him, the important thing is that neither one of them ever acted on those feelings until well after he and Demona had broken up.
Listen, if you think that even so much as talking to someone of the opposite sex is grounds for suspicion of cheating, then please, get therapy. Similarly, taking issue with your partner making friends with someone solely on the basis of which demographic they belong to, while otherwise knowing nothing whatsoever about that person as an individual, is a lot more indicative of bigotry than it is of any actual problem with the friendship.
Goliath didn’t dump Demona because he wanted to get his freak on with another woman, he broke up with her because she lied to him, blamed him for making the best decision he could after she’d withheld critical information, then pinned him to the floor and held a gun to his chest when he called her out on it. If you switched the characters’ pronouns, there wouldn’t be any question as to why this relationship fell apart. Whatever was or wasn’t going on between him and Elisa had nothing to do with it.
Chapter I:
Summary: In retrospect, Elisa should've seen it coming-
Chapter II:
Chapter III:
OSCAR WINNERS MEME [3/92] : ↳ The Shape Of Water (2017) dir. Guillermo del Toro
He does not know what I lack or how I am incomplete. He sees me for what I am, as I am.