I Finished Ep.1's Script! Let's Goooooooo!!!!! 4713 Words Total And Ep.1 Is Over! All I Have To Do Now

Beware the Beast

Buckle your seatbelts Tumblr we're going on a full day writing adventure where i put my grubby little hands on my meat mesh brain's stupid ass word giblets until i have a mildly coherent first draft. Get fuckin ready!

As an AFAB with consistent nosebleeds who also frequently eats pizza asking me what the red substance on my clothes is is like playing bingo but everyone playing is blind deaf and mute. No one wins here but at the same time everyone does and also no one loses except everyone does. Is that confusing? Good, I need to take my iron supplements.

no, but thank you.

Sorry to break it to you, but it's not going to write itself. So you might as well get to work.

I wanna dress like Richie Tozier but in a 1990 miny series way

I wanna dress like Stanley Uris but in a 2017 movie way

I wanna dress like Stanley Barber but in a queer icon way

I wanna dress like Sydney Novak but in a sweaters and too many layers way

If ur looking through the christmas tag for happy jolly posts scroll past this

scrolling throught Ao3 (as one does) occasionally seeing smut (as one does) Finding out that there is rudolph the red nosed god damn reindeer smut on ao3 (AS ONE DOES??????) Reading the tags and finding out that is was also incest... (AS. ONE. DOES.)

When I say that I don't want to exist right now, that doesn't mean i want to die. Not to me it doesn't. All it means is I want to disconnect from myself. To not feel my own emotions, to not hear my brain rile on and on, to not feel my skin on my body, to not feel, to not hear, to not taste, to not smell, to not see but still observe. I don't want to be interacted with like a person when I wish to not exist. I wish to a narrator, a viewer, a camera-man. I wish that I could fast forward to when this was a memory. I know it may seem concerning, or maybe a bit outlandish, but it makes sense to me. I want to not be there but still be there. I want to not be acknowledged by anyone and to simply watch. Watch others experience what's happening. And I want to not experience it. I don't want it. I just want to sit in the corner and watch. But when someone's in the corner watching, someone has to whisper. Has to ask questions. Has to make me exist. I don't want that. I don't want to exist, but I don't want to die either. It does make sense to me, but not everyone is me. I don't mind that either. But I want to be able to say that I am not existing and for people to understand. For them to not be concerned about the kid in the corner. About the guy sitting in silence. About your suspiciously quiet friend. I am simply not for now, and I hope you can accept that.

Listen, listen, I'm just gonna say it. If Will and Robin get to be the chaotic queer duo of WLW/MLM solidarity, then I want at least one conversation between Steve and Mike. One! That does not include a, "so you really like my sister huh" type joke convo- NO I want bonding. Even if it's a throw away heart to heart that lasts 3 seconds. Even if it's not about byler or Will and Robin being friends, give me a moment. Maybe something that's just a bit of fluff/angst like, "Y'know Dustin misses hanging out with you guys outside of DnD... Like a lot" and some more contemplation from Mike about how his "obsession" (if I can call it that) with El, or maybe just having a girlfriend in general, has been affecting the other people in his life and his relationships with them.

Or maybe I just think Steve Harrington's a badass bisexual mom who whoops ass and takes care of his kids, and I want to see that with more than just Dustin (and Max kinda) for just a few scenes.

I'd also be happy with a similar heart to heart scene with Mike and Nancy mostly because I wish we got to see more of them together.

My first thought was, "Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin"

it’s just me and my two little chin hairs against the world

POV depression:

haha it's late at night and im losing my sanity hope no one gets offended