#I want to write something

[yeonzzzn]

pookies which enhypen member do you think is so “I’d let the world burn for you” coded. i’m trying to see something 🤔

[error404-lostinspace]

Okok, think about this: a Transformers universe were everything is the same except that Starscream is the one who gets trapped into ice and Skyfire becomes a decepticon scientist.

[codebreak]

just an itty bitty starter call.

[lenievi]

when you want to finish your LM 2000 fic but you also want to start thinking about LM BBC fic T_T

[sanjithesimp]

i wish i could finish a fic, just one.

[ben-jaded]

looking for nam'baku prompts. please feel free to DM me some!

[oceanera12]

I told myself I would never fall into Minecraft fanfic. Not because it is a bad Fandom or anything but because what I pictured was just OC stories that were just "insert myself fics".

And then I had to accidentally stumble across a freaking SMP that is not only family friendly but the entire Fandom has collectively banded together on the Found Family Trope and has so many different takes on backgrounds of characters, most of them angsty as heck with a load of comfort. Not to mention the amazing anamatics that accompany the many series evolving these creators.

Guys.

It has been one week and I am so far down this rabbit hole I can't see anything except Watcher!Grian Vex!Scar and Dad!Xisuma someone please send help--

[demonic-mnemonic]

In desperate need of a distraction and would not complain AT ALL if someone were to, perhaps, give me a good omens fic prompt...

[bitegrip]

i'm Really thinkin about lrb

[let-the-monster-out]

I am dying to work on my Whumptober fics, but my health has been taking a bit of a nosedive. My bad eye is being sassy as well, which makes it kind of hard to focus on the computer screen. I have so many good ideas for these fics though-

Even made a little OC for a few of them. (He's a sweetheart. I hope people like him when I eventually manage to write these things)

But I do have things in the works!! (Are they nearly all Silco related? Yes. Yes they are)

[smilesstyless]

Im on my break rn, has anyone something interesting to say?

[punskill]

who wants a starter

[talkfastromance4]

obsessed.

[daydadahlias]

X

[crazedhopelessromantic]

How can I find references for a thing if I can't word my question right? Pain, thousand deaths upon me, heart-ache, etc

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?