sure, don't be misogynistic, but not everything someone dislikes or feels personally uncomfortable with = misogyny. especially when we talk about fanfic and a trope that's already not popular in the fandom. it was such an userious thread of takes.
meanwhile el stans
Milevens walk around highfiving each other over their fandoms collective bashing of a queer character and competing for the title of loudest homophobe and I think thats beautiful ❤️ this pride month I think we should all be proud of something
@ fic writers if you ever need inspiration on what to write may I suggest the "My life started that day in the woods" line bc it never got properly addressed and I feel like WE moved on too fast from it
@upsidedwnbronco imagine will holding on because of "it was the best thing i've ever done," only to be hurt and let down less than a year later with "it's not my fault you like girls!" what finally cements will's avoidance of mike is "my life started that day in the woods"
Bunwill shaking, afraid of Hunter Mike who actually just thinks he's really cute and wants to take him in. Bunwill whose fear slowly dissipates as the handsome man puts his gun behind him and holds out his hands.
my timeline for omegaverse st/wheelby:
- miwi meet and its clear that they have an especial bond, could be imprinting or fated mates.
-they dont have heat/ruts until 13/14 so they have only base notes to recognize eo and they constantly scent and can be found in will's nest.
i still wonder why they made mike so significant in the flashback just for it to mean nothing later like this is the shit that only happens in fanfics bro
if you say this out loud they take you out back and shoot you 🤫 none of her relationship dynamics are interesting bc they were too concerned with showing off her powers now the rest of us have to suffer with trying to find a personality for her or anything for her to do in fics
Pre-established Wheelby; Mike notices that Will fiddles with his hands/fingers when he’s stressed so he just starts holding Will’s hands all the time, rubbing circles on the back with his thumb while they talk or watch tv, absentmindedly kissing his palms, and it calms Will’s +
Imagine your town splitting in four and the cracks are glowing red, and people DONT collectively think it’s a gateway to hell. mind you this era was the peak of satanic panic