i think there are too many posts out there that are like writing is not fun but im gonna do it anyways. so here's my contribution: writing is fun actually
omg wAIT HOLD UP SPINDLE CONSIDERS TWIG AND ARK AS HIS PARENTS??? that’s actually so adorable but this whole time i really thought he was just like. buddies with them. pals, amigos even
I don’t know that he ever explicitly refers to them as such— he’d feel awkward doing so, and is as wary of rejection as ever— but they’re absolutely Mom and Dad in his eyes after his arc progresses enough. They’re the first adults to ever provide him unconditional love and support. He doesn’t have to hold a tray of scalpels, gauze, and sutures perfectly still at just the right level while ignoring the horrifying sounds of an unwilling surgery for them to acknowledge his existence. If he’s just in line of sight or range of hearing, they’re treating him better than his biological parents would if he did everything they asked and then some with flawless grace and impeccable skill.
He comes into the main room of the house in the morning and they’re instantly greeting him and asking how he slept. He grabs a snack to tide Opal over until mealtime when she starts fussing as Twig is prepping dinner and she thanks him for being such a help. He struggles to sleep at night and goes into the main room to curl up on the settee, and Ark quietly chats with him to distract him from whatever memories refused to rest that night.
After a while, Opal is much older and refers to herself and Spindle collectively as Twig and Ark’s children, and neither of the two correct her— heck, they even continue the conversation without missing a beat, completely unperturbed by Opal’s comment. Suffice it to say Spindle holds this memory close to his heart.
first hour of seeing family for thanksgiving and dad's already pushing his luck he dropped "been a really big fan of elon musk recently i just love his sense of humor". 🫥
IM FREEEEEEEEE WORST EXPERIENCE OF MY LIFE BUT ITS ALL OVER AND THATS ALL THAT MATTERS THANK ALLAH FOR GIVING ME THE STRENGTH TO GET THROUGH ALL THAT STRESS
Is it a universal human experience to have to FIGHT to keep your shit together when you find out your irl friends read fanfic? Like, internal screaming at yourself to not go full goblin manic pixie on them about your hyperfixation fics and pairings and theories so that you can calmly say, "oh yeah, I like some fanfiction too. It's neat sometimes. As a little treat."
god, sorry. thinking again of my suspiria chryzure au where azure sacrifices his life/is killed while he puts a stop to a ritual that would’ve put an ancient witch in chrysi’s body & how chrysi felt his death in her own soul. and then thinking abt how chrysi later took hold of her own deranged witch magic and killed azure’s killers and remade him out of their blood and bones, jst so he could kill the rest of the witches that harmed her and him… all for her 🫶🏻 he doesn’t want her to dirty her hands any more than she has—not unless she wants to :))