does anyone else…hate writing? like, really? i have all these little highlighted bits that mean “YOU MUST EDIT AND REWRITE THESE. THEY ARE NO GOOD YET.” and i look at them like….i know what you’re trying to say, past!me. i know. but i don’t know how to say it anymore than you did.
and then i just listen to sad music to get In The Mood and end up just being sad, and the writing does not get done because i’m too busy crying about best enemies, and this is just editing i’m not even up to the writing new shit yet lmao
So Eliza was in Purgatory for weeks, WEEKS, before 2x01. She had a separate room from Dolls, but she was with him a lot. They were working together to figure out what they are, what Black Badge made them. She said Dolls told her about Wynonna.
Think about that. Think about those conversations. Dolls complaing about his “new hot-headed Deputy” and “Earp is a force of nature - a valuable asset when you can point her in the right direction, but deadly when you can’t control her.” How his complaining devolves into thinly veiled compliments, until Eliza gets him drunk and he’s calling her gorgeous, telling her about the time she finally took him down in sparring and he let her gloat because he was too turned on to discipline her.
Eliza finally meets Wynonna, and suddenly she understands why Dolls was so smitten. Wynonna’s a wildcard; she’s unpredictable. She’s not as disciplined as a BBD Agent, but she’s got raw talent and potential. But she’s also not so by-the-book, and it reminds her of Dolls before BBD corrupted them both.
last monday i already developed a happy crush on one of the new students in my school and she’s so pretty and seems so smart and has a lot of similar interests but when we hung out during lunch that day she saw a number of girls in the cafeteria with short hair (like a boy) and she was all “oh…there are a lot of tomboys here?” and her tone was patronizing and off-putting yet i ignored it but just yesterday my friend heard her saying “i can’t stand that girl!!!! she has really short hair like a boy???” and now i don’t want to associate myself with her lol
At some point on the meteor Dave was running around waving a laptop yelling ‘guys i found roses old twilight femslash’ and Rose launched herself out of a vent screeching like a pterodactyl and tackled him.