It almost felt... wrong to try and intrude on her life so many years later. To her he was dead, probably just chalked up as one less nuisance to get away from. After all by now she could be married to that nauseating man she fawned over all he time for all he knew. He didn’t really know how human courtship worked after all. For his kind it was more of an arrangement to ensure survival of the next generation, they did have a family system of course but it was far less complex than that of the earth dwellers. 

     Still, even though it would burden her, he had to know she was okay. Besides when has bothering her ever stopped him before? It took a bit of looking into but he managed to track down her general location. It almost felt like old times when he would just ‘pop’ in uninvited. Though perhaps with more terrifying interests than he did now. 

don’t tempt me because my ass will 100% make a suki

      Incoming text. 

          ❛  Hey kitty cat, you should check outside. I left you a little gift at your door!  ❜

hc about YOU  !!!  ||  accepting

οἰκειότης  (  oikeiotēs  //  kinship  )  —  “sharkboy and lavagirl” only works as a joke when it doesn’t start becoming true, and wow are they making it work.  She feels like a strong, reliable friend to him  (  originally fishy smell aside  —  every friendship starts off with a great mess  ).  There are those people you are comfortable around, no need to talk but mutual laughter breaks the silence.  Draped across a couch watching horror movies at 2am because the other had a bad day.  The kind of friend who gets random contextless texts and knows to much about the other.  It’s invigorating.

The demigod doesn’t regret a moment.