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How do we feel about fandoms with more text posts vs fanart and such. What might cause it? What are pros and cons from each? What do you generally prefer?
My heart has been quiet for some time now, It does not know whether it likes it.
It misses the sparks that you brought home, misses you being a geek.
It doesn't talk much nowadays, It worries me too. You should not have been so nice to it, Now it barely even breathes.
Everything is so quiet, I can hear the sun burn. When did the freaking entire world go numb?
Every eyes that I look up seems so shallow, Has it always been like this or is it just me who is now hollow?
My hands I don't know when they move or what they do, I seem to glitch often. When is it day or when is it night, No pattern to follow.
Everything has changed or should I say stopped? Ever since my heart has decided to stop.
You Can Find Me
all the commentary’s unnecessary
when i walk with those not at rest;
so i sit at the cemetery
when i need to clear my head.
they say death is hereditary,
so i don’t fear my final breath.
there’s peace in being secretary
for the thoughts left by the dead.
you can find me laying by mounds
beside the freshly dug up dirt.
i’ll be listening to the sounds—
witnessing silence go unstirred.
i stare longingly up at the clouds
wondering why i’m still here on Earth.
this’ the place to bury all my doubts
to pack down all my fear and hurt.
-kalika
I have this idea of Tsukasa again.
Like...
'What if Tsukasa has this knack where death is attracted to him, but never able to take him?' Like... you know. Him being dead.
Because of tiktok AGAIN.
I want to thank that TT user for giving me such good food for thoughts. They gave me ideas that i never thought would be so cool.
Sometimes i dose off,
Wander along the sidelines,
Wonder if this life's really mine,
The dead-ended thoughts that hide,
Rush around inside,
Inside this head of mine.
@theaddictspoetry
King of Death please come find me
🎪 - do you have any joke ships?
Hmm I don't really have any joke ships? I feel like sometimes I'll put two random characters together and then I start actually thinking of scenarios and actually shipping them,, I'll make one right now of Boy Jerry andddd David from camp camp. Sooo there!
I had a dream.
Last night I had a dream I was walking down a trail in a forest, But I tripped and face planted into a pile of leaves. When I stood up I was covered in beetles crawling all over me. I was freaking out trying to brush them off of me but then I looked at the ground and the forest floor was covered in ladybugs. Thousands of them.
I calmed down a bit because I was fine if it was just ladybugs crawling on me but I looked down again and they were definitely NOT ladybugs. They were the size of ladybugs but brown and leaf looking. They weren’t biting me but I still went back to trying to brush them off. Soon after I woke up.
Does anyone know what this symbolizes? It was such an odd dream for me as most of mine tend to actually be stories.