Rambles from a fan

I mean... he's not wrong.

yes carol pls explain to the x-men their role in protecting young mutants

I do not have to reinvent the wheel every time I write fanfiction

I do not have to make every chapter's word count above 1,000 in order for it to be good

It is okay if some things don't make sense

I can write whatever I want

I am writing this shit for free

If people don't like my stuff, they can block me. If they're being mean about it, I can block them.

The most important part of writing fanfiction is having fun

Writing fanfiction is supposed to be fun

I do not have to appeal to people

This shit is fun

I can write the same thing as someone else

My chapters don't all have to be the same length

It's never to late to go back

I don't have to finish it if I don't want to

He's not an idiot who speaks in simple words. He's an idiot with a vast vocabulary and he's going to flex it as much as possible.

Yeah, the character was silly and goofy in his earlier years, but that humor came from how he takes himself too seriously. His internal (and external) monolog should be loquacious and dramatic, as a counterbalance to how Peter's is always sharp and quippy.

The Will of Doom #1 (2026)

One of them shouted 'PUMPKIN' and pointed to one of the 90lb pumpkins they had out front and all of them ran to see it up close, taking turns with their phones to get a selfie each.

They were absolutely overjoyed to see pumpkins, turning every squash they could find over and over and taking pictures of it. They must have taken a hundred photos total.

It is entirely possible that this was their first time visiting a farm.

So I got my gallon of cider, some honey, and some fudge and those girls were in the line, each with a pumpkin held about belly height like they were six months pregnant with it.

Well... sort of.

Three of them were in line like that and the fourth of them ran up with a package of fudge. "Ladies look! Pumpkin Spice Fudge!"

"Oh my god where??"

So two of them went back to the fudge and got more fudge, got back in line.

Then another one went missing and came back with a bag. "Oh my god! Pumpkin Spice Popcorn???"

"I didnt think you could DO that!!"

"Where???

"Girls, we need a cart!"

This happened ad hominem until I think they had every single pumpkin spice item in the barn: soap, candles, taffy, cakes, breads, mixes... it filled a cart and was easily $300 worth of pumpkin spice stuff plus their pumpkins and they were so excited to have it all. It was treasure. It was a bounty. They had hunted well and their stores would be stocked for the winter.

And on the one hand I'm rolling my eyes because pumpkin spice is just... cinnamon, nutmeg, and clove. But on the other hand.. they were so excited.

Like they were so excited to see pumpkins in a place that grows pumpkins and not at a grocery store and I suppose the takeaway is: