“…Marigold?” “Heya, Winn.” You’ve actually pictured this in idle daydreams, before: If you ever got to bump into your childhood friend-rival-confidant again, what it would be like, how long it would take her to realize the new you? Would it play out like that old cliché – the awed whisper of your last name, the ‘could it be’ or ‘is that truly you?’ Confused, surprised, maybe a little relieved. You’d get to nod tranquilly, playing it all cool while she slowly reaches out in disbelief to t– In three sharp clacks of heels on asphalt, Winter Schnee stalks forward and slaps you hard across the face.
Blackened Bluebird by badendchan (which I cannot link nor mention lest this post be sent to the Shadow Realm thanks tumblr) is an absolutely 11/10 fic about May Marigold being Salem’s Chosen Girl and you KNOW it’s good when it’s given me Art Brainworms™!!! the last chapter is about to go up and I will miss this fic dearly, mostly because may’s internal narrative is like 126k of her clown shoes honking CONSTANTLY. please go read it. for me,
Okay, listen, yes, I really love Schnee and everything connected with them. This can be seen from previous works. Yes, I know I shouldn’t expect all of this, but hey, I’m a dreamer, and what will u do? I’m from another city.
The thing about the Happy Huntresses is they’ve been the main characters of this whole YA dystopia gritty politics revolution thing that they’ve been doing offscreen for years, this really long slow-burn of a plot where Robyn was the main protagonist and Ironwood was the main antagonist, finally building to a climax—
—and then BAM, halfway through the final book of their series they COLLIDE HEADLONG with these FUCKING KIDS who are like “sorry don’t mean to interrupt your Vibe here but there’s actually a high fantasy end of the world kinda deal going on”
and then they’re like “what” and then the fucking Primordial Queen of All Evil shows up riding a giant whale and they’re like “SURE. FINE. WHATEVER.” and then there’s MAGIC and this was NOT foreshadowed in their series thank you and then they blink and they’re halfway across the world in a desert and they kind of??? won the YA dystopia thing bc the military dictator AND the evil industrialist are both dead and the power structures they led literally sank beneath the waves and they’ve even won the surviving members of their recurring rogues gallery to their side and now they’re in charge of the refugees by default and can create a better society out of the ashes
EXCEPT THERE’S A DEMON WHALE APOCALYPSE THAT THEY HAVE TO DEAL WITH TOO NOW AND MOST OF THOSE FUCKING HIGH FANTASY KIDS ARE DEAD, WHAT THE FUCK—
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