A New Devious Chapter

 It's the time of year that even though there's new things coming out, and I should be getting caught up on media for other writing projects, I've been wanting to rewatch a lot of things I enjoy.  Spooky Halloween movies, old comfort things, just wanting to return to what I've seen, rather than the constant intake of new stimulus. And when I check these out again, I find myself remembering how many of the characters I enjoy.  How many of these characters all of bits of similarity.  More importantly, how many of these characters in many ways shaped who I am. I never identified with princesses and heroes.  I found myself liking the characters who were having fun.  The ones that thrived in chaos, and may have been villains in some cases, but when the cards were down, often found themselves having solidly good qualities.  Over the years, as much as I've grown with time, that's never not been the case for me.  No matter what happens, I've always tried to tiptoe t

 I found myself missing people the other day.  Missing Felix, and Frankie, people who left, and people who tore themselves away.  I miss the connections we had, whether the ones we'd built, or the ones we intended to. And perhaps it's the time of year.  Next month marks seventeen years since Frankie passed away, and with all the shadowcasts of Rocky Horror happening for Halloween, I can't help but think of Felix, after he spent the majority of his life doing it.   It makes me a little sad, especially after spending a weekend with Puppy after so long.  If he and I could get back to the friendship we had in twenty four hours, but with far more maturity and knowledge that we'd gained during the years apart, it makes me wonder what I would have with any of them.  If it was for the best that they're gone, or we drifted apart, or if either of us just needed to grow a little more. Interestingly enough, I am well enough adjusted with this to not miss people like the gnome o

 I'm pretty sure I mentioned a beach episode a couple of weeks ago, and looking forward to it for a myriad of reasons.  That I had wanted to take advantage of a long weekend, see Lux after not getting to for a couple of months, and have a good reset.  He unfortunately hasn't been feeling well though, and couldn't join us, so we decided to postpone. And so I was left with a long weekend and no plans. I poked around a little, to no avail, trying to find a way to take advantage of this time, and enjoy some company. Meanwhile, a Puppy friend of mine and I have been slowly talking more over the last year.  We had a falling out due to things that happened on both our parts, which caused us to have a divide for a good while.  He's also had a hell of a year, with going through a hard breakup with someone who fucked him over mentally, got injured and needed surgery, started juggling both school and work, and just recently is dealing with loss.  I've tried to be more present

 For the first time here, I am gonna be writing about some spoilers. Last summer, I picked up watching Lucifer.  At the recommendation of Kitty, I dove in, and found it entertaining.  At that point, I was only able to watch up to the first half of season five, but looked forward to seeing the other half, and then the final season, wondering how it would be tied up. And recently, the final season did drop.  It took me a bit, but I finally got to it, watching it over the course of a week or so.  There were some incredibly vital themes to it that I loved, including covering things like systemic racism, racial profiling, police brutality, and corruption. However, the main theme of the season left me feeling many things. Lucifer's daughter from the future apparently gets so angry with him that she travels back in time.  She confronts him, ready to kill him, but instead gives him a chance, telling him that he abandons her for her entire life.  Over the course of the season, while claimin