I wonder if Videl was angry at her dad for taking credit for Gohan’s work? She grew up benefitting from that deceit only to realize her privileged life was due to fraud… Did she ever talk to Gohan about it? Here’s my take as to how that could’ve gone down :’)
I headcanon Cor went down for one final jaunt into Taelpar Crag when he decided he'd done all he could in this life.
Gilgamesh welcomed him back with open arms.
totally self indulgent headcanon tied into this: upon death, cor becomes another sword that gilgamesh wields, and the one he takes off-world with him when he finally leaves Eos.
Gilgamesh in final fantasy lore is a unique entity that trapezes around worlds looking for fights and weapons. he is nearly always encountered with a local-world sword as well as multiple weapons of his own personal arsenal. cor -- naturally -- becomes a katana, probably named lionheart or sword of kings or somesuch moniker, it probably changes from world to world.
when used in battle, if fed spiritual energy, a spectre of cor can fight alongside him like a vergil clone, either as the >55 year old cor died as or as the 15 year old gilgamesh first met, depending on whether the wielder requires finesse or feral brutality.
In this manner, cor truly becomes immortal, and used in the way he liked best: in battle, fiercely defending those he has deemed worthy and given his loyalty to.
the recipe for an evil morty is quite simple:
1) make him smart
2) rip his heart out
Growing up it was obvious Ford was bothered by his hands, even more so because others teased him for it. But no matter how many times it took, Stan did his best to make Ford feel better.
Grunkle Stan an’ Ford traveling the world by boat, sending snailmail postcards and photos to the kids.
MY MUSE WAS A MONSTER
( commission for @journalxxx )
Sleep deprived for days in an effort to avoid being possessed by Bill, Ford begins to hallucinate. Are they memories, or nightmares? His confused brain cannot tell the difference anymore.
Stanley, for his part, is similarly sleep deprived and tired of this bullshit. But he’s no stranger to holding someone’s head above a toilet after a bad night. It just so happens that now it’s his paranoid asshole brother that keeps rambling some crap about a triangle in a top hate.
(He doesn’t believe in Bill — yet. He will).