"Whats your favorite memory?" questions are such bullshit I literally don't remember that shit it just occasionally comes to me in divine flashes and leaves indefinitely
shauna bringing hannah back to the village for melissa is like a cat bringing you a dead bird or a dead mouse
One fic down (checks crumbling, held together by krazy glue, list) eighty more to go
lucas scott’s crash course on brotherhood ✅
people help the people ☑️
too much labour ☑️
polyamory, love, and grief in times of war ☑️
Tara thought she had kicked her habit of being easy to blush somewhere along the line of surviving the dead walking and trying to tear her throat out. But apparently not, because her face was warm as she hastily tugged Noah away, “We don’t even know that she likes girls, I mean she and Abraham are, you know, them.”
They were far enough away that she didn’t have to worry about Rosita overhearing them, so she didn’t tackle Noah as he scoffed, “Please, she’s totally been staring at you, and Sasha, and maybe Maggie but I’m not totally sure about that one.”
Tara fought the urge to snap back around and stare at Rosita as if she’d see a flashing bisexual flag above her head, or just a rainbow, rainbows were very nice. But she did not, because she was a survivor, because the world was ending and she was so much more mature than that. “You’re an idiot, Noah.”
remember kids
Artist 🎨: @vhsdogs
Jake’s gone and Bradley - Bradley has never learned how to look back, even when he should.
someone much more talented than me needs to make a Kate (or Javi) (or both) edit to End of Beginning by Djo so I can rewatch it a thousand times and spiral
Hear me out yall, a fic where Rosita suffers postpartum depression and psychosis after having Coco because for the stressful situations they’re in and their general mental health it seems a bit more likely the show portrays. Like the frustration of having survived so much shit only to lose your mind over nothing (Rosita’s pov because postpartum depression is not a joke)
The angst, the tension, the years of trauma colliding because you’re finally safe but you’ve been at war for so long you don’t know what that means. And you want your daughter to have a good future but you don’t know if you believe jn good anymore and ????
Don’t worry, lots of found family and semi-comforting hallucinations because I could not leave Rosita hanging
Okay but like hear me out -
“Suffering is a terrible fire; it either purifies or destroys.”
-Oscar Wilde
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
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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