HAPPY 3 YEARS OF FOLKLORE TO MY FELLOW SWIFTIES!!!!!

fanfic writers will consume a whole ass franchise and be like "that was fun, now i will proceed to do it better"

THIS IS THE KIND OF THING I SIGNED UP TO SEE IN THIS FUCKING WEBSITE!!!!!

Best season.

Cooking? Yes, I fear.....

Sooo....who wants be tagged when I finish it???

If you want to be tagged leave a comment 😛

Percy really step foot on Olympus and went:

Percy: 🫵YOUR DAD is fucking up my sleep schedule AND YOU BETTER GET THERAPY YOU LITTLE-

Just a quick thought and kinda of english practice (since it`s already a year of my last english lesson with a teacher and without speaking/writing in a really long time). Anyways, sorry for any grammar mistakes or misspelling.

It´s my first time writing down more than two or three sentences or even a silly little song. 

So I was in a boring day at my job, (I`m new at this shit) e this just popped out of nowhere and I just don`t feel like it`s something I will finish any time soon or have the energy to.

 First of all, let me present you my vision. I have the headcannon of Eddie Munson as Bissexual and polyamorous in a relationship with both Steve and Chrissy (in my head this just makes sense)

So here is the result of beforehand mentioned, under the cut:

“[...] Eddie misses both of them, truth be told.

He misses Steve`s smiles, Chrissy`s hugs. In his perception, they were essential to make him complete again and not broken, nor lost as he thought for a long time.

He missed their respective scents. Chrissy smells like Lilies, chocolates and rainy days and a little touch of books; while Steve on the other hand smells like those really expensive colognes with wooden scents, coffee and cigarettes.

Misses the little moments of happiness and joy, the food fight he had with Steve in the kitchen of the motor house, before they went to the Upside Down. About how “boring” he was and did stupid things, while Dustin watched the entire scene and laughed.

The pillow fights with Chrissy, when he used to sneak into her house; while her parents went somewhere far away.

He missed more than anything just those two last details the most, in all the time spent on this nightmare-ish place.

While one side of him misses and wander about how things were going on Hawkins. The other side, the one who has been on control of the body and was explicitly on Vecna`s side since all happened, just really wanted them dead at his feet by his own bare hands and as he said, once they meet for the first time on plain sight of mind:

“I would never care any less for them, they are your weakness; but not mine. They`re my master`s enemy and would die as soon as I can find them in or out here. Even those little worms you protect with your soul, will be soon just a memory.”[...]”

Getting an author reply to a fic comment is just the best feeling. Like a celebrity stopping to sign autograph

dont delete that flop post yet king. you have to wait for your Freaky Mutual to wake up on the other side of the world

some songs aren't just songs, they're feelings, they're a memory, they're vibes of a certain period of time in your life that you can't put into words

Do I actually want to write this fanfic or do I just want to wallow in the delicious daydream like a pig in the mud?