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HELLO. yes. it is I. your weird fave.
Before anyone asks - yes. I disappeared. I deleted everything. Ghosted harder than your ex. Wiped my digital presence like I was trying to join witness protection. Why? Because I made a Wattpad account in the middle of a pandemic and thought, “You know what the world needs right now? A Stephen King It prequel fanfic.”
Yes. A prequel.
Where my OC fell in love with Victor Criss. That’s not a shitpost. That’s not a meme. That was my reality. 13 chapters. Count them. THIRTEEN.
Anyway I deleted all of it mid-spiral because I thought “huh maybe this isn’t normal.” And then I spent 2.5 years acting like I never existed.
But guess what? I’m BACK. And I’m now writing Stray Kids fanfiction like I haven’t been mentally unwell since 2018.
If you’re here because you just got home from the concert and you’re spiraling into delusion and need content? Welcome. You’re in the right place.
If you’re here because you somehow remember that 80's trauma fic and you thought “damn what happened to that one feral girl?” ... it’s me. Hi. I’m the feral girl. Woman now, actually.
✨ Things to know ✨
- I’ve written fics for (almost) all the members
- The maknae’s is coming when my brain cells regenerate
- Yes you can leave requests
- No I won’t write another IT prequel (unless )
- Yes I am clinically ✨ unwell ✨ but in a cute, relatable way
So anyway. I’m back. I missed you. Let’s pretend none of that happened and just read about idols doing soft domestic shit or being emotionally constipated. Thanks.
- your favorite mentally unwell Wattpad entity