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missing The Character is a strange thing because yea there's always the option to go back to their source material or looking at art or reading fics but it's also like i can't just call them up like i would a friend to see how they're doing and that's the frustrating part of it

Reading the WHA manga is a fun experience because when you get into it a bit, you turn your head and there's Chekhov hanging a gun on the wall. And that's fine - expected, even. You have to let Chekhov hang a gun on the wall every now and then so he can take them down and shoot them later. For enrichment. But then you get a few more chapters in, and there's Chekhov again with another gun, and then another one a few chapters after that. And eventually, the number of guns on the wall has really started to get concerning, and you start to wonder what great firing squad will be required to handle all of them, or if Chekhov intends on setting them all off one by one by himself. And the few guns that have been set off were all so sudden and painful that you're really starting to worry about where all of this is going. And then you run out of chapters to read.

come on😀mention my favourite character😀i am well adjusted😀and will act very normal😀i assure you😀

sorry to be a broken record every month but christ menstruation is a stupid concept. oooooh excuse me for not getting pregnant, why the fuck is there goo falling out of me about it? grow the fuck up and reabsorb that shit for nutrients.

Posting ocs is so embarrassing. Here's my stupid loser I guess. You can kill me if you want

Guys what if there was a character

one of my favorite things to do as someone's friend is when they're mentioning something they like. i love going "i'd love to know the lore". and then see them go "OKAY SO LIKE" and then they keep going for the next 2 hours and i get to read about their interests. like yesssss tell me everything about what you love!!!!!

The reason Qifrey is so awesome and relatable is because he wants to live. Man in his twenties being ominous as hell and breaking laws left and right and messing with forces beyond comprehension and lying to the cops and doing horrible things to the people who love him most and constantly destroying his own mental health and you peel back the layers and the motivation is "God I want to grow old someday."

its good to acknoweldge the hollowness of revenge but sometimes you really do just need a story about someone who gets hurt and then kills and kills and kills and kills their enemies. its cathartic, babey.

"there's nothing that can bring my loved one back, so there's no point in killing you" and "there's nothing that can bring my loved one back, so there's nothing that can save you" are two themes that can and should co-exist

the author’s barely disguised love, joy and passion that they have for the characters, writing and their stories