#nevy rambles

i feel trapped in a tiny box where i’m just pushing out fic after fic like a machine

it’s just not fun when i’m made to feel as though im only a robot for other people to enjoy the work of and when i step away my shit does awful because nobody reblogs it

it makes me wonder what the point of writing anything is when it doesn’t even get the same attention a smut fic will get when it’s so draining having so constantly sexualize what i’m writing

i just have this pressure where it’s even if i do write and put so much into it to perfect it so it hits the algorithm and it’s just stressing me out. its a me issue that i think i need to step away from. i have a throwaway wattpad account i might start writing on for fun - if i do i will announce it here

if you’ve sent a request i apologize i will write it one day but i just need a complete break (not just disappearing and promising a returns because that’s stressful too lol) but i think ill be back i just need to find the fun in writing again

im so thankful for you all what i’ve built with the help of you i just need to find my passion again and thank you sm for supporting me

i might still reblog stuff especially for plalestine because in our lifetime we will have a free palestine i believe in that

i love you even when no one else does

With her life, she even says it in the note to Ellie that Marlene is probably the only person she trusts.

That Marlene would take care of Ellie.

And then Marlene tries to kill her for a cure that might not have even worked with the way the fireflies went about it.

Without even a second thought.

Marlene cared more for about the cure than Ellie or Anna and she justified it by saying they could save the world. They didn’t even run their ‘tests’ they were just going to do what they wanted.

Ellie trusted her, and Marlene betrayed her.

But she also betrayed Anna, whose dying, written words to her infant daughter were that Marlene could be trusted and that she’d take care of her.