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i was reminded of that LoK fic i started yonks ago where shameless leiumon was inserted into a very strange premise where amon was kicked back by the spirits all "go try to unfuck some of the fuck you did, you stupid dumbfuck", because your lover being sent back from the dead several years after death in a new body and very confused about it is obviously good stupid ship fodder right?
but uhhh...
"harp," i hear the negative three of you who might be listening sigh in exasperation, "are you really telling me that you planned out an entire fic where the plot is just Amon Learns What Allyship Actually Is?"
and the answer is: no, there's also plenty of making out with the Lieutenant as well okay??? that's two whole things!!!
i am terrified that if i keep writing it, someone's gonna comment "wow, the author is deffo a white girl stepping a character through her own realizations that you cannot talk over or talk for a minority community but instead must support them as they wish to be supported",
and then i'll just have to resort to pocket sand or a cloud of ink or something in sheer terror at being so effortlessly clocked