oh you sweet summer child of pp fandom. i was there, when the deep magic was written. i have seen the attack ships off the shoulder of orion. be not fooled by their charming gifts of fanfic, for i was there, gandalf, i was there, 3000 years ago, when redlance dropped the bomb. LOOK UPON HER WORKS, YE MIGHTY, AND understand she's writing a fic that's turned into the corona virus of fics in that everyone thought it would be around for like a month and now we're staring down the infinite span of time stretching out before us wondering how we got to this place. but she also killed the baby so like there's always the chance some fuckery is afoot.
Fluffy, this is just... this makes me so...
Proud. <3 I am glad my legacy will remain long after I’m gone.
And I’m not saying I WILL end Experimentation by killing one of them off, just that I could, you know? It’s within my wheelhouse and, like you said, fuckery is always afoot.
