I am the slutty bisexual glue that holds this friend group together.
- Literally every goddamn MC in Choices
i'm in actual pain, please don't touch me
WHO THE FUCK ENDS BOOKS LIKE THIS WHY DIDN'T THEY GIVE US A FUCKING EPILOGUE I'M SO MAD
EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO REBLOGS THIS WILL GET THE FOLLOWING IN THEIR INBOX.
A BRIEF ORIGIN STORY
A SUPERPOWER OR THREE, MAYBE FOUR DEPENDING
A SUPERHERO OR VILLAIN NAME
YOU MIGHT ALSO GET AN ARCHNEMESIS WHO HAS REBLOGGED THIS ALREADY
AND YES I MEAN EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO REBLOGS THIS.
that.. that was it?
no aftermath, no.. celebration,, all we did was threw parties on the atlas and we couldn’t even throw a lil celebration party when we just saved the galaxy? are you kidding me?
all the reveals, artemis & sol and prince barlow and the void leader, and the charges all felt rushed and had little to no impact i’m just so disappointed.
god. across the void had so much potential, so much. and i’m disappointed more than anything that that potential was wasted because of lack of direction and lack of information.
i'm suing PB for the emotional trauma caused by whoever decided that giving this ugly stripper guy neon pink leopard underwear was a good idea — a moodboard
most choices books: if you don’t spend diamonds you could miss out on some plot points but nothing too crucial
across the void: if you don’t spend diamonds everyone fucking DIES