sometimes i forget that mitochondria is the canon couple. it just makes no sense in my little byler brain.

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sometimes i forget that mitochondria is the canon couple. it just makes no sense in my little byler brain.
the fact of the matter is that the marvel multiverse is infinite and it literally doesn’t matter if tony dies in one single cinematic universe because there’s 20 more universes where he’s alive and well and honestly, I mean, you expect me to sit here and believe that in a film universe based on comic books where no character is ever truly dead - because clones and resurrection nonsense is a thing - to truly mourn my man, iron man? no sir. no way. write those fanfictions. read those comics. deny that canon. that’s what fiction is all about. that’s what comics are all about. avengers endgame is canon? tony stark is dead? well my friend that’s only true if you want it to be. canon isn’t constant and neither are its creators. so rewrite the canon until you’re writing the canon. cause technically, you already are.
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Its 2:30 AM on my 21st birthday why the hell is the Angry Beavers theme song stuck in my head
My dad is sick and I am torn between “it’s okay, people die” to detach myself from the situation, while simultaneously drowning in some sort of grief. Doom, is it? I read in a post that that’s what you feel when you know you’re going to lose something? I don’t know. I’m thinking it’ll be okay and I’ll be fine. And I’m thinking of going to my happy places once he’s gone. How they'll be there and I could go and enjoy them. But I wouldn’t know how to go home. I’m thinking I’ll be okay, but I’m already lost, aren’t I? How could I go home when he wouldn’t be there? It’ll feel a little gray to me. I don’t know. He’s still here though. And I feel that I need to stay in the present and enjoy my time with him. But I’m already a little bit lost.
Im currently trying to decide how concerned i should be about the fact i havent had any feeling in the tip of one of my toes for a few days now.