it/they, 19 . worlds most normal dca fan . i love to draw and i get shots of ice cold fear into the core of my very soul at the idea of interacting with another human being . i think i will be evil today . i take a while to respond to things.
Thinking about how shocking it was for me to see people in Tokyo leave their stuff in their bike baskets while they went into a shop, or leave their phones on tables in crowded restaurants, just the complete understanding that this is fine and no one will take it. Meanwhile if my bag isn't within my eyesight at all times I will have 6 stress dreams in a row. Once on a train from London to Glasgow I left a bottle of something at my seat and came back to find a man lifting it up as I came back through the carriage door. I said "nice try" and he just crawled sheepishly back to his seat.
I love the DCA fandom and it’s wackiness, it’s wholesomeness , it’s chaos, it’s wonderful and amazing art, it’s AU’s, it’s fics, it’s self insert OC’s, it’s Y/N’s all of it!
I don’t care if you think your art or writing is cringe no no no we’re not having that mindset not in 2024! Nope!
I am loving every minute here and on the servers! Thanks to you I actually have the passion and drive to post my art again! (Because my Instagram is basically collecting dust…hehe…)
its just one of ur classics FNaF SB fanfics with Y/N and all that stuff, but slowly, Y/N REALIZES they're a blank-slate/a filler/whatever and start to spiral into insanity until something. And then they're also feeling torn between if they should TELL their friend(s) or not (depends on who the au is centric on, this one will be dca if I develop it properly). Because they want to tell their concerned friend why they have been so distant and strange, but they CANT, and it rips them apart slowly until the afformentioned something happens (idk what the something is)
Edit: Also they have mental breakdowns about them and all they know being puppets to an unknown, all powerful god, gotta remember that one