if you ever feel like killing yourself simply remember the majestic pelican

no more fics where the furies disappear/leave temporarily and harrys relieved, write fics where the furies disappear and he immediately starts panicking because its so *quiet* and he doesn't know how to handle it. where he feels achingly, devastatingly alone. where he starts really struggling to do basic tasks because he can't even conceptualize that other people can just Do Things

when you're just trying to sell purple spice under the radar of the local empire but the followers of spode who you sell it to for top sporebucks lace your life support systems with hallucinogenic mold from a T2 planet while fixing up ship's hull and now you can't look to the right without seeing the captain of the fleet you got slaughtered by grox drones