EW: "How is Daniel dealing with life as a vampire when we catch up with him?"
Eric Bogosian :"It's traumatic, but he doesn't want to show how traumatic it is. Daniel's way of dealing with fear is anger... and bowling. There's lots of bowling as well."
Why does this feel like a call back to this:
...which he just randomly blurts out in the middle of a Practicum lecture as an metaphor for how dead the newsrooms were..
Which to me, felt like a highly specific callback to a memory that seemed Thanksgiving themed and druggie:
Armand breaks into a bowling alley and mind gifts the attendants to come in and set up the pins. Armand, being Armand, bought too many turkeys. So he makes Daniel teach him how to bowl, but stark naked with frozen turkeys. (But strangely enough, wearing those stinky bowling shoes because those are the RULES).
But now just seems like he'd be bowling with heads:
Do you think the show will address the Aids epidemic of the 80s? I mean, if Daniel was doing drugs and visiting gay bars in the 70s, he likely would have had a front row seat to the epidemic in the 80s. And I do seem to remember them briefly showing an article that he wrote about it.
I think so yes!
Both Daniel's "Practicum" page as his LinkedIn have texts/books referencing it!
a sex headcanon & a childhood canon? let’s see what we got here:
childhood - he grew up in a blue collar family. his father usually worked a few packing & manufacturing jobs, and his mother was a line cook at a nearby diner. they only had the one child & the quiet solitude suited their son.
Tomura was the first in his family, on both sides, to attain a degree.
his parents were thrilled with the bachelors, but when he started pushing for his masters they balked a little; concerned about the debt and their son’s future successes. but Tomura pushed forward, quickly scoring tenure and a two prestigious grants for his first university.
he still talks with his parents; on holidays, birthdays, and before special events, but they’ve never been close & likely never will be.
Thanks for playing! Headcanon Ask Game
warnings: biting, mentions of edging & emotional detachment
sex - Tomura prefers the thrill of semester flings; likes finding that one student that he can indulge himself in, and enjoys the ease of dropping them as soon as the final grades are submitted. the steadiness of that in and out procession gives him a sense of normalcy.
yeah, he dates, he tells those who are dull enough to ask him about his personal life. he just doesn’t take them anywhere, do anything for them, or let them kiss him.
that doesn’t mean he doesn’t leave marks.
some he’ll scatter over their backs, down the column of their neck, or inside that juicy softness of their inner thighs. other times they’ll be unseen; lingering in the darkness of their subconscious, pricking bites that will alight each time they see his rigid back across the slopes of the campus. they call him then, praying he hasn’t blocked them. but he always does.
because Tomura doesn’t care.
this isn’t about them; it never has been. that’s his mantra that he repeats as he glides the tip of his swollen cock head over their puffy entrance; teasing until they’re calling out his name, desperately seeking a reprieve that only he can give.
he likes them like this. faceless entities that he can use until they’re bled dry; until he doesn’t want them anymore.
but every once in awhile he’ll meet one that he wants to keep a little longer.
he’s never sure where to put them when that happens; hopes they’ll transfer to another degree, that they’ll graduate, that he won’t need to see them. but they’re harder to scrub away when they catch his eye.
so he tries to not look.
to not miss the soft pull of their arms, the feel of them pulsing around his plunging dick, the sound of their moans, or the lilt of his name on their lips.
it’s easier to not care.
ah. that one, he thinks, flicking the lights off and starting his lecture. that one on the front row will do nicely for this term.
I was gathering up some things today at my practicum site after working with a kid. The OT assistant saw me and asked who left a mess/papers behind in one of the room. When I said I wasn’t sure where all of them were from, she told me “well, we have to keep it clean, especially with camp coming up. Every little bit helps. We should be sanitizing between kids too.”
Am I being irrational and immature for being annoyed? This woman isn’t even my supervisor, I didn’t sign up to help out with their camp, and I have been going around picking up after people when I can. Plus, I haven’t seen anyone consistently sanitize after a kid unless they’ve been putting things in their mouth.
First day of my practicum and this is my new temporary office. If someone I worked with worked out of this office, I would totally greet them with: “Good morning Associate Disaster”
