AO3

I've been looking through my old AO3 reading list, and going through all the stuff I hadn't read in about a million years. Maybe not a million- since about a year or two back, when Arcane was still popular, and everyone was thirsting over Viktor being a vessel for some quintessential plague. A lot of people had some really good writing material back then- and they still do (kinda, sorta, maybe). I know art is subjective, and no matter what it looks like, there'll always be someone in this vast world who actually look at it, and think the art to be something beautiful, or maybe even something to disdain. 

But also, I feel like each year we grow as human beings and slowly morph into what we individuals define as adulthood, we change, and evolve- and our reading lists change with us. So, with each story I read on someone's definition on what a relationship between Viktor and Jayce would've looked like if Arcane was more gay, I appreciate the story for what it is. I also grow even more disappointed with my younger self for taking such a liking to, even an obsession in, a show that ended quicker than people's attention spans on Arcane itself- and it's a cycle that's never ending.

edit:} I'm still posting this blog as is, but I'd just like to say- I wrote this after I woke up while eating cookies for breakfast. It's now later in the day for me, and life seems to suck more than it did thirteen hours ago. None of the things I write make sense to me looking back- and sometimes they just seem to repeat themselves. Obviously, this is because, I am now without cookies. 

edit2:} Cookies should be advertised as antidepressants (jokingly- ha, ha).