Numbuh 12's Black Hole

[id: art of thimble, standing in the midst of glowing leaves and trees. she holds one of her small needle swords in both hands, and smirks at the viewer. her wings spread out behind her, iridescent and bright.]

you think that you're so alone in the world then you read literature from hundreds of years ago and you realize that other people have always felt this way

never too late to do better

even with watching a movie from like the 90s it’s insane how much everyone looks like a Normal Person compared to anything filmed today

i love fics that feel so... grown. fics about adults that were written by adults who have years of life experience under their belts who pour that into their writing. fics where you can tell this is a person who has lived through a marriage or a divorce or a child or children or parent death or any number of Huge Life Events because the way they write with an emphasis on the highs and lows of the human experience rather than an emphasis on tropes (not throwing shade) is just so. oh man, it's just so fucking good. if my blorbos are grown men, grown women, grown people, i love it when they feel like grown people, not just extensions of the (young) author's imagination. (still not throwing shade). you know?