gonna make myself a lot of enemies for saying this but friendly reminder that headcanons and fanons are just that.
also tsc is not a fanfiction. demanding/hoping (non canon) ships will happen will only disappoint us once the book is out. it's been 10 years of us creating our own versions of the characters and their lifes after aftg, so it's understandable that it's difficult to switch back to/remember strictly actual canon stuff. I fell in love with what fandom did to the characters and even created a few headcanons myself. but this is nora's book, it's her story. she will do with it what she wants - as she should. and while we don’t have to like the final product (just ignore it if we don’t agree with it) we should not harrass or bully her into making this book into a pleasing-the-fans fanfiction.
I thought we were saying Ironmouse was adopted by Guapoduo in the same way we call Mount son of Guapoduo but it turns out y'all are just being weird about it, stop that
I don't usually let public view influence my love for a character because most of the time, the characters that I love are always fandom's least favorite. So i am quite immune to public influence. But god... Kavetham shippers are so close to make me dislike Kaveh💀💀 im so scared that they actually successfully make me dislike Kaveh
˗ˏˋ☠❀┊ 〔 THE TOXIC MIMOSA 〕 ━ ❝ ah ah - don't drink that . ❞ He tugs the cup of tea from the girl's hands , ❝ this drink is especially made for me only . i'll call my assistant to get you something you can actually consume . any requests ? our bartenders are naturally gifted to make anything we desire , you ask and we provide . ❞ | Mimosa @ Nunnally for the Inbox Call !
It peaked her curiosity. Blue eyes looking at him with a light… disappointment?
“Are you sure it is yours? I have been just served it.” – her disappointment slightly increased as the man took the drink without further discussions. But Nunnally was now more interested in why he had done so rather than in getting any replacement.
“Why was it made especially for you? Why can’t I have it?” – she was a bit insisting; perhaps more than she should have.
“I apologize…but what happens if I ask for the same thing? Would I actually got refused?.”