To the little Nonny in my inbox having a fuckin bitch fit this week because I haven't written Loki in a hot minute.
My words go where my whims take me. My energy goes towards things that will be loved and cherished. My writing is for those who will give a fucking *shit* to interact beyond demanding I do what they want.
I do whatever the *fuck* I want. I write whatever the *fuck* I want for whoever the *fuck* I want whenever the *fuck I want*. Unless you're paying me or stroking my goddamned ego, you can fuck off.
You can take your "I remember when you...", "You should go back to...", "No one likes it when you..."s and shove them right up your fucking ass.
I'll leave Marvel and Loki so fucking fast if *I* want to. I haven't because I'm a sentimental bitch but I'm not going to go back to begging for a ounce of interaction from a fandom that can't be fucking bothered. I'll write Loki when *I* fucking feel like it.
And lastly, if I want to play in a sandbox populated by a fucking blasphemous cartoon world, the fucking devil himself and a psychotic serial killer *I fucking will* and you'll either sit down, shut the fuck up and take what I give you or you can see yourself out.
Bitch at me again and I'll see you out myself.
