chilly morning
the sudden ressuresction of the gf fandom really helps to crawl out of my art-block
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squinting at the 'fix it fic' tag on any given story on Ao3, trying to discern if it's intended in the sense of:
I genuinely think the story had bad writing and I am taking my toolbox and improving it [and i the reader agree]
I genuinely think the story had bad writing and I am taking my toolbox and improving it [and i the reader disagree]
The story's ending was Tragic and I Respect that but also i just want to read about my faves having some kind of joy and fulfilment okay?
The story's ending was Tragic and I do Not Respect That please God Damnit Let Them Be Happy
We Are Literally Fixing The Canon With The Application of Time Travel or Reality Warping or some other Wild Plot Device
I am going to fix one obscure detail or plot element that 95% of the fandom has never thought about in their life
(because these are all extremely different vibes)
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Jason comes back from the dead and, as he's still a bit out of it, heads to the manor.
Crawling straight up through six feet of compacted earth is hard, especially after waking up suddenly in a coffin, so after he makes it inside, he sits down to rest on the couch.
And immediately falls asleep.
Hours later, Bruce returns home to find Jason's body, covered in dirt, dug up from the grave and left on his couch.
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”don’t do this.”
you’re desperate, satoru can tell. he has his blind fold pulled down over his eyes so he doesn’t have to face you fully.
“toru, please, we can talk about this,” your breath is picking up, there’s tears threatening to fall. god, he wants to hold you so bad. he feels himself leaning towards and forces his body to stop. he shudders slightly.
“i cheated on you.”
he could never, there’s no one in this world he’d rather be with than you.
you freeze, you don’t know how to handle it.
“oh.”
he can’t help but flinch at your tone. he wants to beg you to stop looking at him like that, scream that it was just a lie, he didn’t mean it; he could never dream of hurting you.
but he doesn’t, he drives the nail deeper, rubs salt on the bleeding wound.
“they were prettier than you.”
no one could ever be prettier than you, he thinks.
you gulp and nod, still looking numbly at the ground,
“okay… get out.”
you’re pointing towards the door and it hits him, you’re making him leave. he doesn’t want to, something inside of him is begging, screaming for him to turn back around but by the time satoru gets the courage look back he’s on your porch, staring at a closed door.
he shudders again, there’s no sense of relief like he’d thought there would be. hurting you so badly that you’d leave him had been his intention, he accomplished his goal.
it’s too keep you safe he tells himself, he’s leaving because he loves you so much.
he’s the strongest, he’s not allowed to have weaknesses like you.
pt. 2
a/n: @kissagii I had to
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varric saying "you people have done enough to her" still makes me wanna cry. whether you think it's romantic or platonic, they are soulmates through and through
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