every time I try and write fanfic my friends start hating each other and I end up having 3 hour long calls, its so late, I just want to write about addy getting hugs, help
School Admission: Why are you all failing?? What can we do to help??
Students: We all hate ourselves and none of us have the energy to do school work
School Administration: Did freshman year not prepare you enough???
Students: The majority of us have at home problems and school work is more unnecessary stress
School Administration: Were you not ready for another class???
Students: Boi
love is stored in the fictional couple i’ve gotten overly invested in
Jessie doesn’t tell her mother that the mud in their yard, the sweet smelling, warm earth that her childhood was soaked in, has the same consistency as congealed blood. She doesn’t tell her father that she knows what the inside of a man’s skull looks like, brain matter and bone shards scattered across cracking stone. She doesn’t tell her parents a lot of things.
But they know, dear god, they know.
see this is my issue, I start watching a new show and immediately save a hundred tik tok edits and start writing fanfiction about it
also I may or may not be writing a one tree hill fanfic rn sooooo
Every time I read the news trump has broken yet another law, tried to murder a baby, did something horrifically stupid and unemotionally funny, or talked about doing something that’ll bring harm to everyone for literally no reason
Somebody sedate me for four years, please
shauna bringing hannah back to the village for melissa is like a cat bringing you a dead bird or a dead mouse
my favorite couples are the oc’s in my head for fics I haven’t and will never write. Like yes I put them through hell and back, but hear me out, the tension filled reunion when they think one of them is dead, and they run across the room and hold each other like the world is ending????
It’s just Akilah and the brain damage she is incurring from huffing gas in that cave against the world
no no god please can we talk about how maddy/tara finds her heart. their hearts. locked away and still beating. and we have to assume, even though she dug herself out, she’s still dying without her heart. but she left it there. she left it there with isabel’s because she needs to go back in, they need to get out together. she left her heart. they’re both still beating but she left her heart. to go back.
me waking up:
wow i can’t wait to go to sleep tonight
Sapphic_terror on ao3 queer and nonbinary (any pronouns)Yall I may be losing it a little but at least I’m writing a lot of fan fiction (that’s a slight lie but I’m trying I swear)
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