"Michael But His Hands Are Sticky Hand Toys. He Just Slaps Them At People" -my Roommate

So I'm writing this fanfic, and I got a comment and I read it and the damn thing is like an imagined funny situation in the future and the problem(?) is it's almost exactly what I have in my notes for a very distant chapter

I made a very tiny sketchbook. Considering making an earring out of it because imagine having earrings you can write in???

Gertrude: Gerard, why does the Distortion call you babygirl

Gerry, lying in a hospital bed recovering from his successful brain surgery: do we have to do this right now

every month is autism month if youre autistic

More eye halo plus give him a friend!!!

This has been in my head for weeks i couldnt let go of it

I don’t want a “realistic transition goal”, I want to be the type of thing you’d hear about on an episode of the Magnus Archives

taking poison damage from thinking too hard about how tma capitalizes on the horror of not having all the information by slowly taking away said information from the listener

ok au where after becoming archivist jon starts getting into the habit of making vent tiktoks in his car after work because tim showed him how and at first he was like “this is stupid” but then it genuinely started helping him decompress so he just kept doing it in secret. and he eventually he gains a minor following who are becoming increasingly concerned because it goes from “the most INSUFFERABLE statement giver came in today” to “i got fucking KIDNAPPED AGAIN!!!”

NEEDLES????

(sculpture is Capacitor II by Antony Gormley)