🌌 “Scribbles From Another Universe”

“What's so special about this ship?” nothing. except they have consumed my thoughts, ruined my sleep schedule, and permanently altered my brain chemistry.

“You need to stop rereading the same stories.” and you need to stop acting like masterpieces only deserve one visit.

“Get a hobby.” I do have a hobby. it's called becoming emotionally attached to people who don't exist.

“How many times have you read that fanfic?” enough to know every plot twist and still get devastated every single time.

“Just read something else.” no. these are my emotional support fictional idiots.

“They're just fictional characters.” then explain why they have caused more emotional damage than real people ever could.

“You spend too much time online” and yet somehow not enough time to recover from that one fanfic I read three years ago.

“Why are you still awake?” because it's 2AM and these fictional people are making worse life choices than I am.

“You should go out more” bestie, I am out. out here reading 250k words of unresolved tension between two people who could solve everything with one conversation.

“I never see you at the club” okay but I never see you on AO3 at 2AM rereading the same two idiots falling in love for the 1000th time in a slightly different universe.

“I never see you at the club” ok but I never see you on AO3 at 2AM rereading the same two bitches fall in love for the 1000th time.

I came for fun and left with emotional damage and five new favorite ships

I just wanted entertainment not a lifelong attachment to fictional happiness

I don’t chase drama in real life because I consume my yearly supply through fanfiction

the author said “minor angst” and now I’m staring at the ceiling rethinking life

“it’s not that deep” explain why my heart rate increased when they touched hands