canon memory regains for
limelight_stage

🖤 all clip links should link to google drive. these do not like to work on mobile.
🖤 [ name ] means the name has not been said in the memory. once the parenthesis is gone their name has been said. until then it's the first time they've seen something they won't know their name
🖤 Watching the clips is the best option, but I am updating to a written format which should give all needed information.
🖤 Every memory will have at minimum a hint of hearing/feeling others near him telepathically and will be elaborated on if it's more intense.
🖤 Unless otherwise talked about, please assume his name is blurred out of memories! Most of the time it is ANYWAY so if it isn't it's blurred out with just calling him Teen because that's funny.
🖤 AU Memories can be found here.
1. let my song teach you
2. i don't understand what's happening right now
3. it's nice to see you again billy
4. agatha's trial
5. you are the magician
6. i want you to know who i am because i love you too
7. am i killing this boy so my brother can live? (family is forever)
8. i do not want to poke the bear
9. the boy as promised
10. if you're waiting for a charcuterie
11. the old maximoff genes
12. your lifeline is broken in two
13. coven two

MEM15
memory item: 5 dried apple slices
uses: 4/5
memory suggestion: idr
shared with: n/a
links:
In total this is probably like 13 minutes but the first 9 minutes there's not a lot of dialogue/more scene stuff so the most important link is the second one if you want to watch. There's also a link to his actual realization in the write up which is only like a minute long, too.
Agatha's Backyard/Kaplan Residence
Billy's Room
🖤 Agatha turns away to leave you to your fate. You can't move - No, you try to reach her. Mentally where words would fell. Agatha, you call over-and-over into her mind until finally you can tell it's reaching her, Agatha. She stops. Agatha, I know you can hear me.
💙 Is this how Nicky died?
🖤 She does not answer and she's not facing you until - Until she turns on her heel with urgency and walks up to Rio, grips her face in her hands, and kisses her with more passion than you expected. Rio returns it, black tendrils of death and darkness seeping from her, enveloping them both.
💙 Finally, Agatha gives a small gasp. A sound haunting like a last breath and her body lifts into the air and falls slowly to the ground. You realize what's happening mid-motion - that Agatha's slow descent is a true descent - and Rio watches over it, cloaked as death itself, as Agatha's body rapidly decays and is reborn as a small patch of flowers.
🖤 There is nothing you can do. You're confused and shell-shocked as you approach where Agatha had fallen. You pick up the amulet that had fallen away - during the battle or her last moments you can't be entirely sure.
💙 Rio looks at you and you turn instinctively. You look her and up down, still too startled and shell-shocked, you can't not because this isn't the Rio you know. She's Death in all her glory, face more bone than skin and eyes bulging. She does not speak, but you hear her all the same.
🖤You may go, She tells you and you look back at Agatha - or what was once Agatha - take a slow step back and turn to leave the backyard. You walk around the front and there are people gathered. The dozens of people who lived on the street, drawn out by the darkened sky that's not returned to its usual daylight.
💙 You tug on your hood to hide your face and try to ignore them as each and every one of them look at you for some kind of answer. You have known. You're no less confused and shell-shocked then you were a few minutes ago and it's all you can do to make it back to your car and start to drive away.
🖤 When you return home your mother's the first to hear as you open the door. "William - William - Oh my god," She flits into the kitchen, flinging her cup away as she rushes to hug you. There's no hesitation to hug her back, "are you alright, where have you been?"
💙 At the same time your father from somewhere in the living room, "Is he home?" "Yes, he's home." She cups your face, "Why are you bleeding?" "I'm fine," you try to interject between their worries - verbal and unsaid. "No you're not, why are you bleeding?" "You've been gone for twenty-four hours. What happened?" It's overwhelming concern versus real anger and you take a breath unsure of what to say.
🖤 They let you shower and get cleaned up. Everything has changed. You know it and when you look in the mirror you're not the same person.
💙 It's only as you begin to get dressed in your room that everything begins to click into place. First the Oz statues, the landscape, the ouija board, the leaves - the more you look around the room, the more you turn to each item - the more you realize:
🖤 "I did it."
💙 Something laughs behind you and you turn slowly in time as the astral figure of Agatha appears with a Boo! You scream because of course you do and she waves.
🖤 Shakily you point at her, "I saw you die."
💙 "Yeah!" She remarks cheerfully, throwing up her hands, "and now I'm a ghost. Can you dig it?"
🖤 Still startled, frankly still recovering from no more than several hours ago, you take a few steadying breaths before moving to approach her, "I. Saw. You. Die."
💙 "By the way, I did not sacrifice myself for you. I took a calculated risk," She says moving in kind-pointing at you back, "Still figuring out the rules here, but -"
🖤 She tries to slap you. You're not playing along. "See! So disappointing."
💙 "Wait, Agatha," You interrupt and she immediately turns to you - yeah? "The Road."
🖤 "What about it?"
💙 "Did I make the Road?"
🖤 She smiles. "Unlike your mother -" She pauses and gestures with her hand, "sorry, Wanda-" She snorts a little laugh and you shake your head. "You actually did something interesting with your power."
💙 "You're making fun of me," you huff, "this is just another one of your tricks."
🖤 "The Ballad was the trick. It was just a con to lure other gullible witches. The song doesn't mean anything. It never did. The Road wasn't real until you made it real."
💙 You shake your head - disbelief, shock, guilt, guilt, guilt coil in your stomach - you shake your head and try to think but there's only one thought.
🖤 "So you're saying that - that all of that - everything we went through - " She smiles and gives a tiny little mhm.
💙 Whatever last bit of hope you had hung onto drops then as all of those feelings uncoil into a hectic mess. "Oh my god," you say turning away, turning from her, mind racing "then if I made the Road- if I literally made the Road - that means that I killed them."
🖤 "Are they ghosts, too?" You inquire and she shakes her head no. Your breath comes out in rapid puffs as you take your seat, "I-I-I'm a m-murderer! Alice"
💙 "Well! I killed Alice!"
🖤 "Lilia - in the tower?"
💙 "That was her choice!"
🖤 "Mrs. Davis!"
💙 "Who?"
🖤 "She didn't even belong on the Road and now she's dead," you continue on, "because of me."
💙 "Yes. The gardening lady, mhm," She decides, waving a hand.
🖤 "Agatha," you start your voice still wavering, your mind and heart still in a million different pieces and places, "I killed them. My mind killed them."
💙 "Don't give yourself too much credit," she consoles, shaking her head, "if you do the math you actually saved a life."
🖤 "What?" You ask confused, but not letting yourself hold onto hope until realization dawns, "Jen." Jen was still alive. Jen survived the Road.
💙 "I was going to kill them all on my basement on day one," She tells you with a little huff of a laugh.
🖤 You look at her stunned, confused, and hurt.
💙 She takes a breath and looks at you more seriously than she had yet this conversation, "If you want to be a witch, get used to this feeling."
🖤 The anger stills in you immediately, the regret, guilt and shame, twisting into it, "I will never get used to this."
💙 She smiles at you, certain of herself, "We'll see."
🖤 For a moment you stare at her long and hard and come to a decision of what happens next. The vision ends.