i do not give a shit about the author's intention

no dude it's so cool how attached you are to that character who is singled out and ostracized due to the external monstrousness that clashes with their internal spark of humanity. and i love how drawn you are to themes of horror and love, nature versus nurture, otherness, isolation, and the abject. i bet you have normal feelings about your own personhood

The slow realization that they have been loved not like a child, but as a trophy. But it was love nonetheless. Wasn't it?

logging onto tumblr like heyyy i'm thinking about the same character i've spent the past few weeks thinking about. no change here. just wanted to let yall know

girl nothing is ever gonna be all the way together just enjoy the bits and pieces #yourfragments

there’s very few things that drive me up the wall in fandom as much as this weird new assumption that fandom is primarily a space for younger people that older folks are only accepted into in a trial basis if they promise to centralize and accommodate younger fans, and further, anything else is creepy and predatory. IT’S OKAY FOR ADULTS TO PRODUCE CONTENT FOR OTHER ADULTS.

if I have to read “women in their 30s” used as an insult one more time I swear I’ll - step away from that user and just hang out with the other grownups who consistently create good content because I’m also an adult and too busy comparing car insurance to fight with teenagers on the internet, but goddAMMIT I’ll be annoyed

I’ve been in this hole since yall lil shits were three apples tall and I’ll die in this hole too

limping away from the battlefield all by yourself, handsome?

I got that dog in me *curls up on the ground and starts whimpering*

I think a fandom becomes more interesting when people are allowed to explore uncomfortable ideas instead of pretending they don't exist

you need to make more self-indulgent art btw. hyper-specific self-indulgent niche shit that appeals to You Specifically and maybe nobody else will get it or even like it but that's the point.