Me: *knows Full Well That Characters And Otps Are Fictional* Also Me: *gets Personally Offended When

When you are reading a fanfic for the “first time” and then suddently

So apparently I already read that one

This had become a necessity now

Alright are we still doing this Defenders of Tomorrow thing? lol

What can I even say

You got the OTPs that are

And then you got the

OTPs

Two things are fucking me up about the locked tomb right now

1) we know from the author’s note and can see implications in the text that harrow’s hallucinations have been ongoing, they’re not from the lobotomy or something. harrow hallucinates, that’s canon. the body is a hallucination. so how did it know to tell her to lie about her age to mercymorn. either it’s something else hiding itself among her hallucinations or harrow figured out a whole lot of shit real fast before she fucked with her brain and some of it stuck.

2) this is about that post about how mercymorn and augustine can be seen as an allegory for queer people forced to deny that part of themselves for their religion, and how it makes sense therefore that each of their cavs were the same gender as them. there’s a part where john says “if the man you were before you died … —before the Resurrection—could heat what you just said to me, he’d tear your throat out.” (chapter 51) You could argue that this just means that he’s saying augustine has changed over the last 10,000 years. BUT when I was reading the book (though I don’t have the quotes on hand to show it), I was very much under the impression that they didn’t remember who they were before the Resurrection. If that’s the case, they each have only john’s word on who they were, how they knew each other, and how they were related—and certainly john is powerful enough to have reshaped them however he wanted to. Which certainly makes that reading all the more horrific.

“The risk I took was calculated, but man, I have no self control”

Me, starting another 50k+ fanfiction at 1 AM, knowing that I will lose sleep over this:

YES!!

Hear me out: A Hawkmoth defeat, but instead of a battle, make it a full-team Ocean's 11 style heist. Make it fancy, make it lavish. Make it pre-identity reveal, but they all play their roles as their civilian selves.

GIVEAWAY

2020 is over! Mazel tov!

Somebody will be getting these:

RULES

How do I participate? Reblog and also leave a comment in the notes for what you love most about TLT. (Doesn’t have to be fancy or eloquent.) This is about writing a silly love letter together and gifting somebody with handmade “special edition” hardcovers.

Do I have to be a follower? Nope! It’d be SO cool if it pans out that way, but nope.

How will the winner be chosen? Random generator.

What happens if I win? You must share your mailing address. If you are a minor, PLEASE oh please OMFG please ask permission from your parent/guardian! (Yep, I’ll ship free internationally.)

What if I already own printed copies of these books? Sorry, but I must insist that you gIvE tHeM aWaY. Someone out there wants them (or these). Purely honor system. I’m confident you’ll find a worthy recipient.

The giveaway is open until the 1st of February 2021. The winner will get a special valentine notification on 2/14/21! (Why the 2-week gap? I am but one [1] humin bean.)

Also, to make myself smile, I’m gonna reblog some favorite older posts/reblogs during the giveaway’s entry period. It’s a “free giveaway,” right? Aw yeah.

I love the lord of the flies reference in the end.

[the coffee pot is found broken at the palace of vere]

laurent: so who broke it? i’m not mad, i just want to know.

damen: i did, i broke it.

laurent: no. no you didn’t. jord?

jord: don’t look at me. look at nikandros.

nikandros: what? i didn’t break it.

jord: hmm. that’s weird. how did you even know it was broken?

nikandros: because it’s sitting right in front of us, and it’s broken.

jord: suspicious

nikandros: no it’s not!

nicaise: if it matters… probably not… but aimeric was the last one to use it.

aimeric: liar! i don’t even drink that crap!

nicaise: oh really? then what were you doing by the coffee table earlier?

aimeric: i use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles! everyone knows that, nicaise!

damen: alright, let’s not fight. i broke it, let me pay for it, laurent.

laurent: no. who broke it?

lazar: well, pallas has been awfully quiet

pallas: really?

lazar: yeah, really!

[cut to laurent in the room, the rest of them fighting in the background]

laurent: i broke it. it burned my hand so i punched it. i predict ten minutes from now they’ll be at each other’s throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. good. it was getting a little chummy around here.

They: literally 2 seconds of screen time

Me: ok now I ship it

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IT’S ONLY BEEN 10 SECONDS AND I ALREADY MISS THEM SO MUCH