Curate, connect, and discover
sometimes you gotta write a full-on ghost story reducing the 14-year-old antagonist of the first season of that dumb tangled spin-off show to a vengeful cryptid, because that’s what everyone saw him as
and make said story told by a princess whose state of nonexistence is even more severe than the other fictional Disney princesses
while sitting around a campfire with a well-intentioned 12-year-old pyromaniac, a thief who’s going to betray them, and the exact murderous cryptid she’s unknowingly weaving her tale about.
it’s gonna be called “fear is the heart of love”, and if i ever finish it, i’m inflicting the ao3 link upon you.