I Feel Like I Need To Say This, As I've Seen Some Concerning Fandom Purity Bullshit Crossing My Dash.

Percy: When I was a kid the TV show I hated the most was called, “Dora the Explorer”

Percy: Okay, my mom made me watch it cuz she thought it was educational...yeah...she never watched the show.

Percy: The two things I learnt from the show was RAGE and ANGER...From that crop top, melon head, Mexican child.

Percy: Cuz she would just walk up to the screen and ask me “Hey! Where’s the red barn?” And I’m like “Dora! It’s right there!”

Percy: And then she would act all confused like I just spoke a different language and I’m getting irritated with this girl now

Percy: And she has the audacity to ask “where?” And I’m like “BEHIND YOU! DORA!!”

Percy: And she’s acting all confused again and then she goes to ask Map for help

Percy: And I’m like “WE DON’T NEED TO TALK TO MAP!!! ITS RIGHT BEHIND YOU DORA!!!! JUST TURN AROUND!!!!!”

Percy: AND SHE’S LOST NOW AND I CAN’T HANDLE THIS-

best part of star wars rebels overall is how the heroes’ cute r2d2/bb8 merchbait droid sidekick was just openly a sociopath 

"And what do you sacrifice?"

"Calm. Kindness. Kinship. Love.

I've given up all chance at inner peace.

I've made my mind a sunless space.

I share my dreams with ghosts.

I wake up every day to an equation I wrote 15 years ago from which there's only one conclusion: I'm damned for what I do.

My anger, my ego, my unwillingness to yield, my eagerness to fight, they've set me on a path from which there is no escape.

I yearned to be a savior against injustice without contemplating the cost and by the time I looked down there was no longer any ground beneath my feet.

What is my sacrifice?

I'm condemned to use the tools of my enemy to defeat them.

I burn my decency for someone else's future.

I burn my life to make a sunrise that I know I'll never see.

And the ego that started this fight will never have a mirror or an audience or the light of gratitude.

So what do I sacrifice?

Everything!

You'll stay with me, Lonni.

I need all the heroes I can get."

There is no sun, there is no sun, there is no sun, there is no SUN IN THE LAST EPISODE OF ANDOR. EVERYTHING IS DARK OR CLOUDY, NO SUNSETS OR SUNRISES. THERE IS NO LIGHT ON CASSIAN’S FACE EXEPT FROM THE TIME THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT MAARVA IN THE TUNNELS, BECAUSE THE LAST TIME HE TALKED ABOUT MAARVA THE SUN WAS HIDDEN BEHIND THE CLOUDS AND HE LEARNED SHE’S DEAD. 

THERE IS NO SUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sometimes fic is a quiet read before bed. And then other times you find fic that grabs you by the throat and SHAKES you in the middle of the goddamn day and you have to go about your everyday responsibilities while you have this parasite gnawing on your brain, sucking away any and all productive thought

Mr. Sandman, man me a sand.

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