We’re The Ones Who Gripped You Tight And Raised You From Perdition.

We’re the ones who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.

To the power of a group of people unapologetically loving something silly and taking control of the stories that matter to them.

To the power of saving your favorite characters as a form of saving yourself.

To positive and healthy expressions of queer love, shared art, and making something beautiful together.

To the realization that “canon” merely indicates the version of the story preferred by the copyright holders - often corporations - and the rest is just fan fiction fodder, baby!

To fan fiction as an outlet for majority queer and female creators, perpetually blowing paid male writers out of the water.

To better fucking representation on every front moving forward.  

To blackout poetry, its own form of rebellion.

To family.

To family found.

To asserting that we, too, can live to see our own happy endings.

And,

of course,

to Fergus Crowley,

who is currently hogging the karaoke machine.