It took over ten years, but I finally have baptized my firstborn in the Caribbean Sea.
Metaphorically speaking of course.
But after being the lone potc fan in my family, I finally have someone who will talk with me at length about characters and their motivations and the tiniest little details that I thought lived in my head only.
We talk about headcanons and discuss fanfiction ideas. We argue about which of my OCs should stab the heart vs canon characters. I read him others’ fanfiction (with heavy edits on my part for some content).
I can randomly say lines to him and he answers without missing a beat. I swear he knows some of the lines better than I do now.
Last night he paused DMC just as the kraken is taking the Pearl, because he spotted the creature’s eye (I’d never spotted it), and we marveled at how beautiful it was. Like, how amazing to have such a terrifying movie monster that is also hauntingly beautiful.
I just had to gush. Because this is totally fangirlparenting!goals