God Forbid 5000 Year Old Girls Do Anything

So I have a folder on my notepad that I keep fanfic ideas in, and just...

WTF DOES THAT MEAN????? That could have been a perfectly serviceable fic idea and I will NEVER KNOW!!! Just, why? Why wind turbines?

I am so bloody confused istg-

So there's a really specific type of fic I LOVE but struggle to find, as I don't know the tag (or if one even exists).

Has anyone found fanfics that involve someone with super hearing/access to a person's heart monitor readout being able to tell that someone is in distress and helping them? Bonus if there is panic/tears involved

Please Tumblr I beg of thee

The world moves around my body, sensations ghosts on my empty form. I hear the sound of life, of people, anchored in the here and now. Their world in colour, vibrant touch, souls as light as feathers. Webs of feeling stretch between, emotion, taste, (felt, not unseen).

My world I see in black and white, my anchor cut, all light unfelt. Inside my mind a world of dreams, of light and colour, (touch, all seen). My comfort, it bleeds thin. Too many layers, broken webs, foggy eyes with my too-full head. This world it feels too much for me, heavy soul, all in 2D. Inside my mind I find recluse, running free in vibrant stories. I watch it all as I move through, webs twist around, trap me apart. This life it is not meant for me. People ground. And I cut free.

Playing Pretend. 2023.

I just wanted to do a piece to break the burnout, so have a smol baby clone running in the rain.

Brother Ignatz trying to get out of dish duty by pretending to be a stand of reeds. again.

my dad was outside feeding the slugs cucumber slices earlier