I post about the Snicketverse, The Basic Eight, The Mysterious Benedict Society and occasionally other random books/fandoms.
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Update: I am going to be posting some Hazbin Hotel content. Before I lose followers, I do not condone Vivziepop or Amazon, and I pirated the show.
My DMs are always open for fandom discussion and exchanging fic recs. I’m a writer myself (both fanfiction and original fiction) and would be happy to collaborate/beta read your story.
You know what, growing up as a massive ASOUE fan has made it impossible for me to judge what is “too dark” for a middle grade novel. Like how am I supposed to know if I’m doing too much when at the tender age of 9 I was reading about the Baudelaires losing their parents to first-degree arson and getting adopted by a literal serial killer
You know what, growing up as a massive ASOUE fan has made it impossible for me to judge what is “too dark” for a middle grade novel. Like how am I supposed to know if I’m doing too much when at the tender age of 9 I was reading about the Baudelaires losing their parents to first-degree arson and getting adopted by a literal serial killer
to have an accurate understanding of lemony snicket in all the wrong questions you have to grasp that him solving mysteries is 5-20% skill depending on the case and literally everything else is pure luck. This kid is a shitty detective you must understand. He is bullshitting his way through this and it’s only working because he is the gods’ favourite (NEGATIVE)
“Would you still love me if I-” I would still love you if we reincarnated a million times and you killed me in each and every one of them. And I would be grateful that your face is the last thing I get to see before I die in every lifetime. Next.
one of the most brilliant things about being fictionhearted is that in my head, who or whatever you kin will be whatever i visualise you as. a fox just liked my post? cool! johanna mason just reblogged me? it’s a miracle you don’t hate me, but cool! you get the gist 🫶
Apr 14
Every
Art deco, dance halls, gramophones, pinstripe suits, cathedral radios, 1920s, spectator shoes, badminton, Cole Porter musicals, antique brooches, pain au chocolat, candlelight, blood red
Needs their
CRT TVs, roller rinks, synth rock, neon lights, 1980s, kandi bracelets, cupcakes, VHS tapes, enamel pins, glitter eyeshadow, Andrew Lloyd Webber musicals, electric blue
Apr 14
Amateur detective who encounters someone on a case who seems to know too much, except not about the thing they’re investigating. About something bigger, darker. And for the first time curiosity and obsession lures them away from the case they’d sworn to solve, too caught up in this other person and their secrets to care about it anymore.
Agent for an organisation of barely fathomable size and power, or which at least aspires to be, watching someone with a brilliant mind waste it on trivial concerns. Laying a breadcrumb trail of distractions for them, and seeing them follow it with voraciously. Slowly beginning to reciprocate this curious soul’s obsession. Leading them, without their knowledge, into knowing too much, so they have no choice but to join them.
