#stealing time

[pratchettquotes]

Coffee was only a way of stealing time that should by rights belong to your slightly older self.

Terry Pratchett, Thud!

[chronicteller]

Concept: Sleeping Beauty, she was a changeling child whisked away by the fairies. There was no evil fairy, just a ploy to obtain a child of their own. The prince was just a bit of distraction. She was never cursed. The time stolen was a drop in the bucket. Those thorns stealing more time from every soul that tried to pass them. It was just a very long nap before she headed on home.

[lallemanting]

hi sara, this is not a have you ever question, but i just wanted to say that i love the pirate au, i can't wait to read the new chapters-you're so talented! also i've recently reread stealing time, and i was wondering: do eliott and lucas ever talk about the things lucas went through while he was away? i mean, in more detail-like about the scar on his face and how he got it? (can you tell i'm an angst-hurt-comfort hoe? bc i am)

omg anon thank you so so much!! that’s such a lovely thing to say 💛

as far as stealing time...yes absolutely. when Lucas comes raging back to his hill, Eliott was definitely stunned and a lot of those physical changes he notes are really blatant symbols of Lucas’ mortality - so the aging, the fatigue, the remnants of harm, like the scar, that Eliott has never been able to experience. Eliott has a lot of conflict internally about this throughout the story, seeing him and Lucas as these opposites that can’t have a future because of that difference, because Lucas will cease to exist at some point but Eliott will endure long after everyone has forgotten about him and he doesn’t want to have to sit by and say goodbye to the last person who really knows he exists. I’d always imagined immortality would be a crushingly lonely experience and while Eliott may have coped with that before Lucas, it was much harder after he’d gotten even that little bit of time with him. So much harder he decides to give it forever, because he’d tried to give up Lucas and that hadn’t worked.

So, really, it would be necessary for both of them for Lucas to share what he went through. Lucas, because he would need to heal, need to explain these kind of rash actions and difficult experiences he dealt with because he was pushed away and hurt and desperate to find someone who understood him, saw him like Eliott had. And Eliott would need to hear to better understand what it means to be human. These are worries that he never would have had before and he’d need to hear and understand to better understand and love Lucas as well and also understand how he’d hurt him by sending him away. It’s not the kind of transition that would come easily for either of them (I mean, Eliott would have been away from other people for quite a long time at that point) so first, it would be Eliott helping Lucas heal from those years they spent apart and second, it would be Lucas helping Eliott learn to live after all those years spent existing. ✨

[lallemanting]

Hey idk if you saw it or tumblr lost it but I’d sent you an ask about your god-of-stolen-time-Eliott fic bc it’s the loveliest fic that I reread every time I wanna feel warm inside☺️🥰do they have any difficulties once Eliott becomes mortal? Do they get to really be happy and grow old together?

hello anon! tumblr is dumb sometimes and it definitely ate your ask, but thank you for sending it again! im so glad you like stealing time and that it makes you feel warm inside because that’s exactly what I hoped it would be!

so yes, I think there would definitely be some difficulties, but more in terms of eliott’s adjustment than anything else. they way I’ve always thought about it is that gods don’t really experience time the way mortals do - it’s just never a consideration. in the fic it talks about the first time eliott ever notices time is when lucas leaves and it’s because he finally has something to wait for, something he’d never really experienced before. so I think the fact that suddenly every day means a lot more would be a difficult adjustment. I think for a while eliott would be way too much of an overenthusiastic carpe diem person and lucas would have to remind him to slow down, and that there’s value in quiet moments too. I think too that eliott would be so used to being like the wise voice on a subject that suddenly not having that godlike authority would take some time to get used to as well. he likes being mortal around lucas, has always liked that lucas saw through that and saw him, but the first time some asshole at the market challenges him he really he could flash his god-eyes and have the guy recoil in fear. but they adjust.

I think mostly though, eliott would meet the mortal challenges with excitement and enthusiasm because it means he’s literally not alone anymore. he has lucas, yes, but he also gets a community and the world opens up to him in a new way, and the weight of being a god, especially a forgotten one, isn’t there anymore. He wants all the things that come with being mortal, even when they’re hard. Like the first time eliott gets a gray hair he’s so excited to show lucas that at first lucas thinks he’s won the lottery or something.

as for if they get to be happy and grow old together - yes, definitely. they’d have traveled the world a bit, explored and discovered more of what they’d both been missing, before settling down in a house on a hill somewhere (they’re nostalgic okay) looking forward to that last bit of summer 💛

[frankjcasella]

[mutttooth]

:3

[mentorshelly]

Workplace Storytime: Stealing Time

Workplace Storytime: Stealing Time

There are times when children in adult bodies decide the join the workforce…there’s a certain level of ridiculousness that happens. The unfortunate thing about dealing with children in adult bodies…they think they can get away with anything. Lesson of this story: Your trust in your professional life can make or break how successful you become. Based on this employee’s actions, they will not go…

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[terranoctis]

You're a half a world away But in my mind I whisper every single word you say And before you sleep at night You pray to me, your lucky star Your singing satellite