Hello. My name is Scribbles (Or Sav), I go by They/Them pronouns. I write short stories and almost always have something in progress. All of my stories will be on my AO3, which I will link below.
This intro post is constantly being updated as I do more on this account 💜
I am a frequent shitposter so be prepared for some random 3am style thoughts, completely unfiltered from my brain straight to my laptop.
Feel free to ask questions, and I'm always open to taking requests if there is something specific anyone wants to see me write.
COMMISSIONS NOW OPEN!
DNI for any racism, sexism, ablism, or any attitude towards the LGBT+ community. I don't debate so don't bother; I respect your boundaries only when you respect mine.
This is a queer, mentally ill, and ND safe space, I don't discriminate so long as you aren't hurting anyone.
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My fandoms include but are not limited to:
The Season, by the lovely @ara-george on TikTok
Percy Jackson And The Olympians
Star Trek
Supernatural
The Walking Dead
The 100
Musical Theatre
My DMs and Asks are open to anyone with questions, I will do my best to reply.
Alt Account:
I have a second account I made for a reblog fanfiction in the TRS fandom I have been slowly making with the lovely @king-nyx so my main isn't flooded with reblogs that make it impossible to find my actual content
Tumblr is a place to express yourself, discover yourself, and bond over the stuff you love. It's where your interests connect you with your
One thing that pisses me off about people as a young person is despite me being an adult and them demanding I act as such in ways that do nothing but strip the joy from my life, they still act like I'm a child to be bullied around. Especially among the boomer generation, they just get loud to hopefully intimidate you into doing what they want. They repeat demands over and over despite a very clear and firm no, then try to parent and punish you when they don't get their way despite having no right to do so. Like the further you push, the further I'm digging my heels in. I promise you're not as annoying as I am stubborn
Nazis will never be welcome in paganism. They have no space in our communities, we will have a zero tolerance policy when it comes to nazis. You have no right to the cultures, gods and religions you hijack to spread your disgusting ideologies. You will find no refuge or comraderie amongst pagans.
Reblog to let nazis know they’re not welcome here.
I could complain about every video game I play until my face turns purple, but one of these days I might have to admit that I'm just bad at video games
Remembering when I was about 5 in the church and telling my grandfather that I wanted to be a priest when I grew up. I didn't know just how bullshit the church was then, I just wanted to do what I thought everyone wanted me to do, which at the time was be an active member of the church. But I remember so clearly him telling me that girls couldn't be priests and it wasn't my place. But if I wanted to I could become a nun and give up every sense of individuality. I remember being so confused because I'd heard that girls couldn't do things from kids my age. I'd been called weak or slow or stupid by the boys but being told that I only had 2 roles in the church, nun or mother, really fucked with my head as a kid
I swear to fuck if I see one more Temu ad for punk/alt clothing, I'm going to throw myself into the sun. And the fact that people buy them, as if anti capitalism and anti overconsumption aren't among the main pillars of the alternative belief system
So I had to put retainers in all my piercings for an MRI next week, and I'm realizing I don't actually like my face without my jewelry in. I haven't had it all out since I was 14, and I feel naked. It isn't me
I might just be fucking stupid but it just hit me that I don't NEED my laptop to write my stories. I don't NEED to sit down on my bed or kitchen table and stare at my keyboard trying to make it type on its own. I can open the WIP on my phone and do it there. I have free will. There is nothing stopping me. There is no right or wrong way to write
Yeah but have you considered the autism monster, the monster that kills you when you don't sit down in front of your laptop, the monster that eats your phone if you open the wip in it
Your autism monster would love mine. Mine eats all my socks and bullies me into making plot lists for all my longer WIPs. We should arrange a play date
Currently thinking about a Supernatural AU where Emma had lived and Dean had either A: raised her on the road as a hunter, B: given up hunting to be a dad, or C: sent her to live with Bobby or Jody to be raised and taught to protect herself.
Imagine Emma and Claire being absolutely feral besties. Dean trying to step up but having no idea what to do with a daughter. Eventually they become close, but not before their fair share of painfully awkward encounters with her clueless dad and cringe as hell uncle Sam.
Emma immediately adopting Jack as her surrogate brother and guiding him through the social situations she struggled in at first. Her being probably the only person truly not afraid of him.
She keeps Dean more grounded to the human world, unconsciously guiding him to less reckless choices that lead to him surviving the vampire barn. Her giving him something to fight for besides Sam. Someone who never really needed him but chose him anyway because as broken as he is, he is still her dad and loves her in the only way he knows how, even if it's only through old cartoons and carving her initials in the bunker table and the back of the old Impala.
