fuck it, i’m curious. reblog and tag with the first fictional death to ever rewrite your brain chemistry and/or make you cry like a baby. mine was ares from the underland chronicles (who, for context, was a giant bat.) to this day i will weep if i think too hard about it. okay, go.
update i’m so powerful i could fuck god if i wanted
this is the experience of being an artist in a nutshell. at all times you are at one of these two poles and you never remember the other exists until it’s too late
Being a pro censorship ao3 user is so insanely cringe. Either use the (incredibly effective and well designed) filtering system to avoid seeing the shit you don’t like or stop complaining. Leave the pro censorship rhetoric to Wattpad or smth
Creative and entertaining, but no drama! Slave to the muses. A mixed bag of femslash, a scoop of a couple m/f pairings and a dash of poly for spice. I have proclaimed myself Grand Poobah of the sturdy little dinghy that is AgentCorp! I also LOVE dansen and agentreigncorp. Huge Peggy Carter fan! 1st officer of the SSS Stegginelli. Angie Martinelli makes everything better. I want to be Steve Rogers, or at least my version of him.
