I think you made me start shipping Marchil
Your posts got me thinking about their dynamic then I wrote a fic that was supposed to be platonic but midway through I realized it could actually be interpreted as romantic too and now I'm just sad about how little time they'll have together
First of all, you have a lovely icon, second, I’m so honored… I finally read Not a bad way to go and it was soo so good like. My god!!! Pre-canon is underused and you did so many interesting things with it.
It sounded like a cruel joke, that the one who needed her concern the most was also the one least interested in it.
^^^ go read it go read it
Chilchuck was drunk enough that he needed to hold onto the walls not to fall, but apparently still sober enough to remember emotional vulnerability was his worst enemy, as he made sure to avert her eyes and said:
“Namari made me come talk to you ” to make it clear he wasn't being nice voluntarily.
Yeah.
“Of course I'm scared of dying.” He scoffed. Did she really think so little of him? “But if I could choose, I would want to die doing something I love, like drinking. Or maybe fucking,”
Maybe you wish you didn’t know but my new favorite HC because of this is that Chil dies yes prematurely not of liver failure though but during coitus. Especially if marchil, the thought of him busting a nut and his heart giving out makes me laugh so hard. My god. Lmao. Oh god. Lmfao. Worst day of her life
Marcille knew Chilchuck wasn't a kid, but she often struggled to take him seriously as an adult because he was just so adorable and small. In this moment, however, she saw them exactly for what they were, even if it was just a glimpse. A sheltered, naive little girl trying to tell a tired, much more experienced man how to live the rest of his life.
Standing ovation
She tried to find an explanation to give him, but she couldn't even find one for herself. Why would she miss him? He was just Chilchuck, her coworker, Chilchuck who was cold, aloof, sometimes crass, evasive, and even outright mean. He who was level headed, reliable, trustworthy, perceptive and clever. He who had the least time left, even in a best case scenario. “I guess that despite your best efforts, there's still a lot to like about you.”
This fic goes so hard, standing ovation pt 2
“I just think it's better if we don't get too close. Don't you agree?”
“I… maybe” she said, uncertain as he didn't know how to feel about that. Caring about people would only hurt her in the wrong run, she knew that, but unfortunately she couldn't help it.
I looove how they can be read to be similar on this aspect. My hand clenching around my phone as I rear up to rant about Marcille and the way she does keep people at an arm’s length subconsciously again my god my goood. Obsessed with this obsessed with this, underused for marchil. Terrified of loss through death vs rejection duo I love youuu
Brilliant ending I’m in shambles. I’m not gonna spoil it
You get marchil so much you truly do. The way they mesh, the way their views on mortality clash and both soothe & bruise… He doesn’t have much time left even in best case scenario (which Mr I won’t eat well I’ll drink and smoke a lot I’ll stress all day every day is determined to not make happen) which makes it all the more meaningful for Marcille’s arc when she learns from him to finally enjoy the present moments… It’ll only be a fraction of her life, but to him he’s giving her the rest of his life. What are some decades of love worth? Worth it, surely, if nothing else
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“i’d rather kill myself than be poly” type posts are always by the most single people imaginable. why are you worried about how you’d react to a threesome when you can’t even secure the twosome. be so fucking for real
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i have to get this out of my system.
i know it’s been quite some time since ssss ended, and even longer since minna’s announcement about ending it.
and yet i cannot get it to my understanding that something so beautiful would come to an end like that. the ending is so… bleh. ssss was something very special and important to me and many others. discovering it felt like a blessing of sorts, as it had everything i could ever ask for in a series. the world building, the concept, the characters, scandinavian and finnish mythology, different cultures, multilingual characters, adventure, action, horror, and the cozyness of the entire storyline.
this comic grew onto me so completely i feel like i can’t function anymore. it hurts even more now that i have read minna’s new comic, a meandering line. according to the comic she had plans to continue ssss for the next decade or so, or as long as she could stretch the storyline. she seemed to have been enthusiastic about it even when she already had converted.
but instead she’s now making a comic about christianity. of course these are her comics, always were, and what she decides to do with them is entirely up to her. but abandoning the project entirely just because your faith doesn’t align with that of the characters and the message of the comic? it’s heartbreaking and pathetic.
it feels like christianity has yet again taken something away from me. as christians (and christianity to some degree) already irk and terrify me, now they’ve done this; in the form of minna now being a christian. for me ssss is The Comfort Comic (or any form of media). the importance this comic held and still holds to me can’t honestly be exaggerated. i simply love it. i do. the author converted to christianity and BAM it’s gone. just like that. and it’s left me feeling empty.
what breaks my heart even more is how minna now speaks of it. on her website, upon introducing her comics, she seems to not hold any emotions toward ssss. i could of course be wrong, but it’s almost like she regrets her older comics.
maybe i’m being dramatic about someone else’s project but as a fan and as someone to whom this comic was sometimes the only reason to get out of bed i overall just feel disappointed. i wish things hadn’t gone like this.
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TL;DR: everyday i mourn minna’s decision to end ssss and hope she’ll one day continue it or else i have no reason to go on bro
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Two hours. I got two hours of sleep. I’m so frustrated with myself.
Went to the ER. Everyone was very nice. They gave me an IV bag of fluids (I was dehydrated! Sad cactus!) and a little ativan (teeny dose), which was nice at the time! Just a little amount, but the (mostly) quiet room, fluids, and meds managed to relax me a lot. Could have fallen asleep if the bed was actually comfortable. Then they packed me up, gave me another little Ativan to take home for tonight, and said they’d contact my primary. Cool cool. Got some much needed food on the way home, then took the pill and got comfy. Again, smallest dosage they make, so no feeling too good. Managed to muscle past my anxiety to fall asleep, and… 2 hours. Woke up. Tried to go back to sleep. Too frustrated and anxious and I feel like crap. What should I do? Just eat a whole gummy and hope that knocks me out? For me, that feels like playing roulette. Could work, yeah. Could make me sleepy and pliable. Could also backfire and make me feel sick and extra anxious for another 5 or 6 hours. What do I do? Roll back up to the ER? “Hewwo, I woke up and I need more benzos 👉👈🥺” haha funny, but I’ve seriously been thinking about it 😑
God, I’m miserable. Been sitting outside on the porch for a bit. Not quite an hour. Needed to get out of the apartment, but tbh, nearly 4am outside isn’t doing much for me. I just feel alone. It wouldn’t help with sleeping, per se, but just someone, I dunno, hugging or holding me for a few minutes would honestly save me a little. What a mess. Oh yeah, and apparently my kidneys are going 👎👎👎 down. Bad meat. Not great test results. Not what I’m focusing on tonight. I’m a mess. Anyway, this was my update. Sorry for all the walls of text. Suppose this is mainly for me to look back on in the future, but can’t pretend it’s not at least a little validating to put this all out into the world and knowing that maybe one or two people read this and I didn’t suffer completely without recognition. Yeah…
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABBY!!!I love you and hope you have an amazing day!!! You might not be proud to be a swiftie right now but I am proud to be an abby stan
WHAT this is so sweet??!!! I love you so much, Catherine and I am president of your fan club at this point. Come to IL for some spiked platypus milk shots … I know you want to 😌
🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
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Hi!! I'm a bit too anxious to txt you directly but i wanted to ask if there was a place were I could read your old GuzmaxReader fanfic? I read it years ago but always wanted to reread it again, It keeps popping into my head randomly ;3; It was such a lovely fic, I loved it sm!!!! I'd luv to draw fanart 4 uuu! I have trouble finding it again tho (sorry to bother u with this! Hope you have a nice day!! N thank youuu)
Hello!! That’s totally ok my anxiety rules my entire life so I get it :) it’s on AO3! I’ll add the link below- Still unfinished I’m so sorry - which is funny you mentioned it because I still have a google doc of the next chapter but I remember I was so stuck on it and frustrated I took a break and here we are ╥﹏╥ But I’m so happy you enjoyed it that much that you still think of it once in a while you literally made my whole day!!
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