Im Usually Not Very Good With Requests... *proceeds To Write 2000 Words In A Chap For A Chat Fic* This

anyone have an outsiders musical slime tutorial? asking for a friend…

that was only part one fr 😋

Hi.. idk I just feel like saying hi again

WTF IS GOING ON WITH SHOOKY'S MATHS I HAVE NO CLUE WTF IT IS 😭

Also I'm trying to write rn but my brain isn't braining smh

real! hello! :DDD

I HAVE NO IDEA EITHER I BARELY EVEN KNOW THE LITERAL EQUATIONS IM SUPPOSED TO BE DOING GANGGG

real I was supposed to have new chapters out days ago but I am losing my touch 😭😭

IM ACTUALLY SO EXCITED IM GONNA SEE THE OUTSIDERS TN 🥳🥳

RAAAHAHEIWKDNEKND I’m so hyped someone be hyped with me

that moment when all is going well and you're just straight up SMACKED with a (most likely crushing) plot twist.

...or you're the one creating the crushing plot twist ;)

did I come up with anything? kinda...

In a world with constant conflict, the only job of the people is to fight in the war. They could be rewarded with medals, money, or simply the title of being a savior, which was a highly respected military soldier who contributed greatly to the war effort. 

Orphanages and group homes that were turned into military training centers are packed with children who lost their parents in the war, most of them left with little to no memories of their real family as they’re conscripted to fight in the war.

Many did it gladly, it was all they knew, all that they thought they were good for. They were shipped off to the battlefields. They were given codes instead of names. They were soldiers, but behind that, they were kids. 

Dreaming in their cots of people they would have known if maybe, just maybe, there was a world where hate didn’t prevail entirely. Maybe the sky was bright, maybe blue. Maybe something could grow from the soil of the trenches, the dirt beneath their feet. Perhaps, the concept of killing and dying would be foreign rather than the Grim Reaper being a close friend.

Maybe these children wouldn’t have to face Death himself as beings meant to be full of life. They knew how to fight, but in a war? They were strangers to suffering. They were told they were going to be safe, but that was just another lie.

Maybe the world wasn’t so manipulated to hold arms to children, those meant to love and to live to heal, but rather die. Backs against the wall, they’re surrounded with no choice but to await their fate as it all comes back to them the way it had to their parents, grandparents, great-grandparents, and their great-great-grandparents before them. But there wouldn’t be any more children out in the war once they’re all dead.

(am I onto something or on something)

OH ITS WHEN YOU MADE JAS SEARCH UP WHAT A SAFEWORD WAS 😭😭🙏🙏

DO NOT LISTEN TO JAY 😭😭🙏🙏

HUH WHAT

my heart wants to write a bunch of songs for REAL like instruments and stuff cause I usually only write lyrics

my mind says that it’s a very bad idea cause I’m seriously lacking 😭

js accept your fate or I’ll make emo song ab you 😆

Jay why is Mare emo now? Is it cause you went and got the milk?

Yeah I think

I fear you need to elaborate I’m v slow

Hi.. idk I just feel like saying hi again

WTF IS GOING ON WITH SHOOKY'S MATHS I HAVE NO CLUE WTF IT IS 😭

Also I'm trying to write rn but my brain isn't braining smh

real! hello! :DDD

I HAVE NO IDEA EITHER I BARELY EVEN KNOW THE LITERAL EQUATIONS IM SUPPOSED TO BE DOING GANGGG

real I was supposed to have new chapters out days ago but I am losing my touch 😭😭

tbh I wanna write smth like a one shot to get me back into the writing game frfr…if only I were to receive ideas…wink wink