#mostly that of my own interpretation

[camscramps]

Malphas introduces Democracy (Or his version of it)

A/N: what's up gamers, I decided that posting this on AO3 wasn't enough and I wanted to try to cross post over here as well, I am still a newbie at these things as I've always been a lurker and not someone whose actually posted content like this before so please let me know if the format is janky and stuff but other than that I hope you enjoy what has become my hyperfixation as of late, feedback is very much appreciated!! :3

“This is getting ridiculous..” 

He grumbled as he sat on the bench, leg crossed over one and other as he impatiently tapped on the railing as he looked around at those passing by hoping any of them could be Reheal. 

The angel was running fifteen minutes late, although it had only been ten minutes since he himself had arrived at the park. 

“You’d think that from someone so divine they could at least be here on time… I have better things to do, or at least tormenting Ace would be better than this heh.” 

He slightly smirked at the thought of further making his descendant's life more difficult than it already was. The kid was a good worker, he will admit but he didn’t need to know that or else he would grow an ego from it, and he really didn’t need that around the office. He could always put him to work during the graveyard shift again, oh the look on his face afterwards, he actually took a picture of it framing it somewhere around his office, the look of terror paired with the eyebags underneath the young man’s eye always gave him a good chuckle. 

But before he could think of any newer ways to torment the young blonde a sudden flash of what seemed to be divine light went off next to him blinding him momentarily.

“Gah! You could always warn a guy first, you know!” 

“Ah, apologies I forget about your light sensitivity-“ 

“for someone so divine as yourself, you sure have a knack for being late, frankly it’s getting annoying.” 

He crossed his arms as he scoffed a bit as he let his eye recover from the blinding light.

“Let’s get this show on the road, what are you going to accuse me of now? Hm?”

He looks at whatever form Reheal seems to have taken, it seems this time it would be that of a daycare worker if the apron decorated with finger hand paintings and stickers meant anything, not that they had the name of the place stitched on it either, it seems that they went for a female vessel this time, and a cute one at that with her sleek black hair pulled up in a half updo and her red framed glasses. 

“For starters, I would like to apologize for my tardiness, things have gotten quite… hectic and we seem to have ourselves a situation, I was hoping you would know something about it?” 

“A situation you say? Now what may this situation be?” 

“Well…”

They look around as if to be cautious that a passerby may hear their conversation. 

“Recently a group of our cherubs were sent on their daily mission to try to save a soul for the lord.”

“Uh huh.”

“But something went wrong, there was… a hellish intervention.” 

“Oh?” 

“It appears that some imps without a demonic owner had found their way up here, causing not only chaos and destruction on their wake but also appearing in front of humans-“

They pause a bit as they hesitate to say the next part, lowering their head in shame as they rub their forehead in embarrassment. 

“They meddled with the cherub's mission to the point where they caused the death of a man who was a candidate to eternal paradise.” 

Oh.

Malphas let out a low whistle as he placed his arms behind his head and looked up to the sky in the same surprised way.

“Wow… just… wow- Hold on, how am I to blame for this?” he asked, offended that the angel would think he would do not only something so careless but lazy as well.

Reheal looked at him with the same patient look in their eyes although this time he could see that they looked more tired but that could also be because of the avatar they chose.

“If i’m not mistaken, you are President of Hell?”

He scoffed as his one good eye stared back at Raheal’s bug eye look.

“Nothing more of a title really, the most I did was help rule some rings- if anything the title that fits the most is being “architect” of hell. Besides, you know I don’t spend any time down there- I mean if anything this is more like my jurisdiction!” 

He spread his arms looking around the park before leaning against the bench once again as he looked nonchalantly at the angel.

“Reheal, what is it that you’re exactly asking for?” 

The angel once again blankly staring at him speaks in their soft tone as always, but he could pick up a hint of exhaustion in their tone.

“I need eyes from the inside, something… feels wrong and everything is out of balance, without balance our divine plan is getting further and further delayed, and I'm not sure what but the high seraphim is hiding something.”

“Wow, questioning the high seraphim? I didn’t think you had it in you angel, if you wanted to fall you should have let me know.” he jests, the angel could only grit their teeth slightly as they clench their fists placed on their lap, only Malphas was capable of getting such a reaction out of them.

“It’s not conspiring! At least not when it’s about finding out what the heck is happening that imps and other hellborns are suddenly coming up here causing havoc.” 

He raises his hands amused seeing the angel finally have some emotion other than just a polite smile on their face, or well on their human avatar.

“Alright, but I figured you have angels who are usually in charge of investigating such things? I mean does it have to be me?” he protests not liking whatever it is that the angel was going to request from him.

The angel looks away momentarily, preferring to stare at the ducks wandering in front of them as they waddle away from the trail in a straight line.

“That was my first thought as well, but if the high Seraphim is hiding something whose to say they aren’t part of it as well? It’s something I need to figure alone.” 

He smirked at the angel's response, he knew the angel had always followed the divine law to a T but after a millennium of knowing them it was always nice to find new things about them.

“Careful with what you say Angel, it was that same thinking that got Lucifer expelled, well you barely came to existence when that all went down, huh?”  

The angel turned around as it craned its neck to look up at Malphas, their stare even more intense than before still showing the same soft smile on their face.

“You don't think I know that? It terrifies me knowing that I suspect that the high seraphim is hiding something, but it can’t be a coincidence with what happened recently- I can’t just let it go until I know the full story.” 

“What’s in it for me?” 

“What? What’s in it for you?” 

“Well I’m obviously not going to do this for free you know! I’m going to be losing a pretty dime with however long it’s going take me-“

“Can’t you ever do something for free? Must everything be a business opportunity for you?”

Malphas looked at the angel with a smug “You already know” look.  

Taking a deep breath Reheal decided that it was better to compromise with the crow demon than argue any longer, no matter how many decades in human years have passed Malphas never seemed to have changed, not even his appearance though they knew that the crow demon would always keep up with whatever the trending style was in, and at the moment he seemed to following it if his shag like hairstyle and floral shirt that was almost indecently unbuttoned was an indicator, no matter what he was still the same o’l Malphas as always.

“Fine, I will stop bothering you…. For five years?” 

“Five? Oh come on, that’s nothing to beings like us!”

“Alright, ten years?” 

“Make it twenty.” 

“Ten.” 

“Twenty.”

“Ten.”

“Nineteen?” 

“Twelve.” 

“fifteen?” 

“Fifteen.” 

“Well, you got yourself a deal!” 

Standing and stretching himself letting out a loud and dramatic yawn as he looked at the angel with a mischievous grin. 

“I guess I better get going huh?” 

“The sooner the better I say, I must get going as well, they will grow suspicious of my absence.” 

“Before you leave do you mind givi- Gah!” 

Quickly covering his eye as once again the angel leaves in a flash of divine light leaving its human avatar in confusion on how she found herself in the middle of the park. 

She looked around confused as to how she found herself in the middle of the park when she was supposed to be back at the daycare with the kids, but her thoughts were interrupted as the man standing in front of her spoke in a raspy voice.

“Oh my goodness! How did I get here?! Oh my god, the kids?! Sir, could you please-” 

“Catch ya later toots.” 

He walked away leaving the daycare worker not only extremely confused on who the random one-eyed man was but stranded as well.

[nightowlfury]

continuation (p1 and p2)

[egophiliac]

OMG EGO HAVE YOU SEEN THE BOOK 7 CATER CARD YET

80s britpunk Cater is such an incredible direction to take. his Sid Vicious jacket! his little british police cap! I wouldn't have anticipated that going full-on Sex Pistols would be his alternate self but it is SO fitting actually. 😭

(also th-the crown symbol?! the gavel?! is housewarden Cater real because I will TRANSCEND --)

[kyannnite]

danse macabre

(closeups below)

[tea-cat-arts]

Shen Yuan getting transported into pidw isn't "the system punishing him for being a lazy internet hater," but instead representative of "step 1 of the creative process: getting so mad at something you decide to go write your own fucking book" in this essay I will

[arsenicflame]

It's a time-honoured tradition- every time Sam comes across Izzy (and Ed) in their travels, he asks Izzy to marry him. And every time, Izzy turns him down.

At this point, Sam is asking more for the sake of it than any belief Izzy will ever say yes, a remnant of childhood dedication touched with 30 years of heartbreak and regret- though even now, a small part of him still holds out hope. Sam's promises have only got more extravagant over the years, from a job as his first mate, to a captaincy, a fleet at his command, a whole fucking island if that's what Izzy wants- but he knows it isn't though, not really. If Izzy was ever going to agree to marry him, to leave his life and go with Sam, it wouldn't be for anything Sam could offer him. Izzy never did care for flashy shows of wealth, for a ship or to be captain. The only thing that ever mattered to him was loyalty given, and loyalty shown in return. 

It all comes to a head after Stede left and came back, after Izzy lost a toe, lost his leg. Sam hasn't seen him since before things with Ed started to really slide off the rails, before stress permanently set into the lines of Izzy’s face. So, when he sees a dishevelled man with a hoof for a leg in a no-name port, he doesn't even consider the idea that he might know him. It's only when he turns towards him, and Sam catches a glance at those oh too familiar tattoos, he realises this is Izzy, his Izzy, that stands before him.

Knowing Izzy's discomfort with pity, he doesn't treat him any differently than he would in years gone by, positioning himself in Izzy's line of sight before approaching and sweeping him up into a bone crushing hug. 

“Israel-goddamn-Hands!” he exclaims, as Izzy grumbles back a begrudging “Samuel-fucking-Bellamy”, a tradition almost as old as their friendship itself. Izzy might not hug him back, but he can’t keep the corner of his mouth from twitching, just for a second.

(If Sam holds Izzy a little tighter and a little longer than usual, well. That's his business)

By the time Sam lets go, most of the crew has appeared in the town square, drawn in by the commotion. They may have given Izzy his leg and welcomed him as one of them, but still there’s an underlying tension, with nobody quite ready to set aside everything that happened before the Kraken. Seeing him cosying up to an unknown man sets everyone on edge, unsure whether to come to their first mate’s aid, or to assume that they've been betrayed once again.

When Ed sees that the yelling was Sam, his hand goes tense where it's held in Stede's. He knows the routine, has seen it more times than he can count, but as he watches them part he realises that this is the first time in a long time he's unsure of what Izzy's response will be.

Knowing that something’s different, knowing that Izzy's feeling vulnerable already, Sam doesn't go for the same flashy proposal he’s been giving for years. He doesn't promise Izzy the world, he doesn't cause a scene (or, any more of a scene than he already has, anyway). He looks at the fractured man in front of him, takes his face in his hands, and says the exact same thing to him he said when they were little more than boys. “Israel, I have to ask you. I know what you'll say, but I have to try. Come with me. Marry me and sail away with me. I'll keep you safe”

And Izzy… hesitates. He glances over at Ed, at Stede, and says to Sam “...We’re staying in port for a week. Ask me again then”

That's the moment Sam knows there is something deeply, horribly, wrong. He's not just looking at an Izzy who got seriously injured in a fight and is struggling to cope, this is something so much bigger than that- and that Ed has something to do with it. Izzy wouldn't even be considering leaving if he didn't. Whether it was negligence or something more sinister, Sam doesn't yet know, but he intends to find out.

[four-pointed-leaf]

love ur human loop, most normal and deranged guy ever, other people drawing human loop in elaborate outfits, meanwhile loop in a big t- shirt and boxers (not to say im not a fan of elaborate outfits on them but like The Contrast (tm))

no literally like dgmw i love loop in Outfits and will probably draw that at some point soon but like. to me post-canon loop is like. a guy who is convinced they are living in the epilogue of their successful clone’s life. Eventually they will slay but it’s gonna take like three years of therapy and probably a considerable amount of lexapro. for now it’s depression fit

[akai-anna]

Hello there, dear @itsokaytomakemosstakes!

I was your assigned gift maker for the @dcmk-exchange event!

Ever since you shared your lovely mugs with me, the thought that Ran would get them as a matching kitty set for herself and Conan, wouldn't leave me alone. So I decided to embrace the idea; for both the headcanon and the personal touch.

Originally I planned something more silly, but the soothing vibes of my first sketch were just so lovely, I went with this instead (especially since I thought you might appreciate a bit of peace).

I hope you'll like this, and I really have enjoyed chatting with you, Moss!

[wonder-worker]

"Administratively, too, [...] queens were considered the legal lords of their landholdings. [...] Grants noted that the queen's officials had administrative autonomy without being subject to the king or anyone else, and evidence of the same assumption can be gleaned from court rolls that were recorded with headings indicating the lord of the manor whose court proceedings were being enrolled. As an example, some court rolls for the manor of Haveringatte-Bower specified that it was the court of [Margaret of Anjou] that was in session, while later rolls recorded Elizabeth Woodville as the lord of the manor court."

— Michele Seah, "My Lady Queen, the Lord of the Manor': The Economic Roles of Late Medieval Queens", Parergon, Volume 37, Number 2, 2020.

[esspurrr]

[gaymakima]

I have a headcanon that 'Branwen' is not Raven and Qrow's surname from birth, nor was the name of their tribe at the time. When the tribe got their hands on the documents and decided to send the twins to Beacon, they needed to give themselves a surname. The one they were born with was long forgotten by that point (hell, they were too young to remember what their given names were before the tribe took them).

Qrow, who already rebelled against the tribe by idolising The Reaper, suggested to Raven they take a name from a story. Raven agreed, and the two began searching through what few books they owned for inspiration. Eventually they settled on 'Branwen', the name of a warrior with a close association to corvids.

Ozpin knew from the moment he saw them that their surname was made-up. It came from a story he wrote, after all (and he already figured out they were from a bandit tribe because, well, they weren't exactly discreet enough to fool him).

But the name 'Branwen' is still theirs now, regardless of its origin. Qrow was named so because of his misfortune. Raven's name was given after Qrow's, because she was an afterthought. Their abusers gave them those names. But 'Branwen'? That was all the twins. That was their first taste of freedom.

Giving themselves a name.

[theriu]

Interpreting Bilbo’s Speech

As an editor whose job requires the ability to untangle confusing sentences, I maintain that Bilbo’s speech at his 111th birthday party was actually genuine and complimentary. Let’s break this down.

“Alas, eleventy-one years is far too short a time to live among such excellent and admirable hobbits. I don't know half of you half as well as I should like, and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." 

“I don’t know half of you as well as I should like” can be translated as “Half of you are people I don’t know as well as I wish I did. I wish I knew you at least half again as much as I do.” Literally, “I wish I’d gotten to know you better.”

“I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.” He may not have a deep affection for this less-than-50% of the party-goers, but he acknowledges that they deserve twice as much respect and appreciation as what he gave them during their acquaintance. Literally, “I know there’s more to be appreciated about you than I knew of or that I am capable of appreciating.”

Note: Since he clearly knows THIS half well enough to know they deserve more of his respect and affection than what he gave them, we are probably safe to presume that they are the opposite half from the first group, who he wishes he had gotten to know better. (Although there is probably some crossover). (This part gets into Math a little bit, which is NOT my specialty as an editor.)

So, if we take his first sentence literally—“Alas, eleventy-one years is far too short a time to live among such excellent and admirable hobbits”—then the whole statement is actually quite genuine. For all his grumbling and muttering about his various neighbors’ and relations’ failings or annoyances, Bilbo really does respect and admire many of them, and he is wise enough to know that there’s more to appreciate in the people he doesn’t care for or didn’t know well than he has managed to discover in his short lifetime with them.

But of course this is Bilbo, so he wrapped it up in a mind-bending riddle and left everyone wondering if they’d been insulted before he abruptly vanished, leaving the party in chaos.

In conclusion: Bilbo’s way of handling the awkwardness of being sincere to a large group of people involves tying his compliments into a knot and then running away forever while they’re distracted untangling it.

I’m not saying this is the healthiest way of dealing with the mortifying ordeal of being known, but it does feel very Bilbo.

[aliusfrater]

almost all s8 opinions regarding sam make me want to tear my hair out but what do you make of the takes that we can't really blame sam for s8, mainly not looking for dean/quitting hunting because it was "out of character"?

not just the you know who shippers who say this either btw I've seen so-called sam stans say the same

the evidence to this claim always seems to be that jared supposedly didn't like it either (which may very well be true idk the source) but I have to wonder if jared only said that or something similar because fan reactions to s8 sam began affecting him too

quite simply, i just don't agree with or enjoy interpretations that genuinely and earnestly refer to it as sam 'not looking for dean' in any context that's intended to be from sam's point of view because that's very much what dean considers it to be because he knows that he wasn't dead in the soul-had-left-his-body sense and he considers sam's adherence to his own perceived death as abandonment which is the major culprit of his own, sam's as well as the narrative's perpetuation of the idea that sam 'didn't look for him'. like this exact idea from sam's own pov is touched on in the first episode of season eight when sam is at his most confident in his independence away from his and dean's relationship:

then based on bobby's reaction to sam's own recount of dean's death to bobby in 8.19, it does seem evident to me that sam neglects to retell his own pov and he tells bobby that dean was in the same purgatory they were currently in, which is why bobby reacts with disbelief (because if you knew where he was, why didn't you attempt to save him?) and why sam's response is to bring up the previous 'agreement' he and dean had about death.

i have my own qualms about bobby's disillusionment re: the agreement as a 'non-agreement' and that he 'taught [sam] that' based on the actual events of 6.01 and the fact that bobby does indeed leave dean out of hunting at sam's will and the only plausible point at which it could have become a non-agreement is during the 6.11 and 6.12 conflict that is regaining sam's soul (without sam's consent, twice fold, but i consider soulless!sam to be more of a direct victim of being resouled than i do sam because of his active agency against it. sam's agency was preceded in his dying wishes and are therefore passive). bobby's reaction does, however, add to the already narratively skewed perspective of sam's decision where there is already that prioritisation of dean's 'didn't look for me' on account of the fact that bobby's own role as patriarch does narratively match dean's, along with bobby's position as a character who is narratively third to sam and dean's relationship (which then then bleeds into both sam's and the fandom's own interpretation of it, i think; sam also begins to doubt his decisions more which is also related to how the trials turn into his own suicidal ideation).

the conflict regarding which brother takes on the trials is very much foundational within sam's own view of a light at the end of the tunnel and his desire to leave the life and dean, at multiple points, within conversation about why he should be the one to do the trials, reiterates sam's own desire for normalcy away from hunting, within what dean himself desires for sam's life, which bring us back to the root of the issue that is dean's fear of abandonment (8.03, 8.14).

sam's own desire or attempt to leave the life seems to be fundamentally Wrong or is at least disproved of until dean approves of it/whenever it's part of dean's ideal for sam. 8.01, "so… free will, that's only for you?" the greatest sin is to disobey your patriarch; i think the culprit here re: sam's own person, just like it was with season four and the beginnings of soulless!sam, seems to be sam's rejection of the dynamics of his and dean's codependency in favour of his own attempt at independence. there's also the idea that dean would rather complete the trials that have a possibility of death than have sam go through the trials, die, then 'leave' dean to face the idea of living a life without sam���and he attempts to make this decision by on his own, without sam's input.

generally, i don't believe sam needs any excuse(s) to live a life outside of dean but the narrative's own facilitation of sam back into the non-role (the struggle to fit into the role) of his and dean's relationship, the dichotomy of monstrosity, the cycle of abuse, the patriarchal structure etc. etc. after his attempts at independence are endlessly interesting to me and although this isn't yelled at you through explicit exploration, i do consider aspects of sam's history with mental health to be relevant within several aspects of season eight, but mostly being related to sam's decision to leave hunting specifically within the context of the year between seasons seven and eight (especially after all that is seasons three to seven) as it's explored through character mirorring and subtextual acknowledgement in 8.08. ultimately though, i think the major aspects of sam's decision to leave revolve around 1) grief and sam's avoidance of his grief, which is pretty well represented by his initial reluctance to name riot and explored through sam and amelia as mirroring characters (how blatant it is pisses me off a little),

and 2) the very basic building block regarding sam as a character that is his desire to leave the life. quite generally, i think the fact that through dean's own conflation of family and hunting (on account of john's own pov that through choosing college over hunting, sam had also chosen college over family) as well as dean's own pov prioritised through his and sam's relationship along with the previously mentioned structures, the idea that sam, too, is therefore unable to leave the life or subvert any of these structures without it being perceived as leaving dean or forsaking family is pretty neglected within a lot of interpretations of sam as a character. i think dean very much keeps sam tethered to the life either through sam's own ability to choose dean and their conflated lifestyle over something/someone else (later season one, season two, three, later nine to fifteen) (there's also the guilt tripping) or as a result of being preoccupied in a way that inhibits his idea of normalcy (his monstrosity in seasons four and five), but on account of the dynamics and his and dean's relationship, sam is unable to reject their codependency which perpetuates hunting and SamAndDean as existing synonymously (an ideal that originates and is emulated from john's ideal of their family within the ultimatum of forcing sam to choose either their family and hunting or his aspirations then viewing sam's choice manipulatively, since he's one the that fabricated and fored the choice upon his child, as abandonment). i mean, even when sam was hunting without dean as soulless!sam, on account of the agency and autonomy sam was able to achieve due to the differences between s!sam and sam's priorities due to the difference between then (the soul lol), s!sam's rejection of his and dean's relationship did become evidence for his monstrosity. which is, of course, punishable by (possible) death should dean decide that the dichotomy will not stretch to accommodate said monstrosity.

season eight, to me, is when these characters first start feeling a bit like cardboard, especially due to how wittled down to its core sam and dean's dynamic is represented. this is the most boring and basic version of How They Work at this point in the show and even then people explain their simple and cardboard-ish behaviours away with explanations like saying they're 'ooc'. sam's state of mind is pretty straight forward if you know where to look; sam taking his entire family's death as his sign that he's able to leave the life is not out of character to me at all. kill the supernatural appointed patriarch in your head.

[pinkeoni]

Peter Pan Parallels: Is The Upside Down Neverland?

Lately I've been thinking about Petergate and I came up with what possibly could be another angle to the already complicated Peter situation— what if the name Peter is a reference to Peter Pan?

I don't think this is the only reason that the name Peter becomes prominent, although the show itself does seem to contain other references to Peter Pan, and even creates a correlation between the Upside Down and Neverland.

Peter Pan as a character has origins in early works from author J.M. Barrie, and the Peter Pan story as known today originated in a play written by Barrie before being adapted into a book and subsequently several film adaptations. The story of course being about a young boy named Peter who brings some kids to a magical land where they can never grow old.

It's written very small, but Peter Pan is on the season 4 DNA board!

There are a few instances about never growing old in the show, and they usually come from Will or involve Will.

The first instance is from season 3 during the rain fight, where Mike exclaims that they "aren't kids anymore" and they can't "play games for the rest of their lives." This is then brought up again by Will in season 4, but in a much more hopeful lens.

And then we have the Upside Down, a magical land that appears to be somewhat stuck in time.

I say "somewhat" because I'm honestly unsure if the UD actually frozen in time, or if there is just an impression of Hawkins the night that Will was taken. However, the emphasis this season on clocks as well as Nancy's mention of being in the past does at least allude to the idea of being frozen in time.

Does the UD actually function like Neverland and keep someone from aging? Will was only trapped in there for a week, not enough time to see if there was any anti-aging going on. Henry was in there for a few years, however since he changed so much physically it's hard to tell if he aged at all (and given that he was in his 30s, any aging wouldn't have been very apparent)

ALTHOUGH there could be a point to be made about the fact that Will and Henry were both able to survive in the Upside Down for as long as they did in the first place, maybe it has to do with both of their powers, but perhaps the UD was preventing them from dying?

Starting with Will, we know that he was in the UD for a week without any food or water. The body can survive that long without food, but water is another thing. The show makes a point to have Erica say this in season 3:

—which leads me to believe that they want to draw attention to the fact that Will was miraculously able to survive for so long in a place without any water. Perhaps the UD was able to keep him alive?

Something similar happens with Henry, too. It seems like his body was adapting to the new environment overtime, but still the details of his survival are vague and his ability to stay alive after all that time is still rather anomalous to say the least.

There's an indirect reference to the UD as Neverland in season one, when Troy states that "Will is in fairyland now with all the other little fairies." and while YES he means this in a derogatory way, the dialogue is still a way to point at the fact that Will really is in a magical land, and possibly even a hint at his powers.

Notice as well how Will's light magic bares a resemblance to pixie dust from the Disney movie.

Between Henry and Will, we can see both of them as being Peter Pan-like. Henry as Peter as in the one who lures children into his magical fantasy land, or Will as Peter the boy who doesn't want to/has trouble growing up.

Another aspect of Peter Pan is his shadow, which is detachable and seems to have a mind of its own. Which reminds me a lot of this:

Barrie's intentions behind what the shadow represents is pretty vague, although it has been tied to the idea of wholeness, Peter's attachment to the human world as well as duality, wholeness, and lightness within dark and darkness within light. (more to come later)

[kasper7489]

I kinda hopped into the dc fandom by reading fics (I know I know lmao)

But as I've read more comics and looked into different characterization and analysis I now have a more developed idea as to how I view a lot of the characters and have preferences to how their written. I'm def the type to click out a fic if I find myself thinking 'he would not fucking say that'

Anyway this is just to say it's very funny to me when I go thru some of the fics I bookmarked at the begining of my interest and find myself going Uh Oh! I don't think I can read this anymore!

[sweetandsourcookies]

lying here in bed and thinking abt how alienated out i feel in the cookie run fandom. and then theres a polish sitcom playing in the background from a different room.