Kitty Catalyst’s Fic Safehouse
Fanfic. Feelings. Feral.
Fanfic. Feelings. Feral.
Here’s your emotional juice box. It’s Capri Sun but like... enchanted. Here’s a battle-worn blanket weighted with the regrets of a thousand fictional men. Here’s three (3) stolen couch cushions, a crusty plushie named Captain Crybaby, and a lava lamp powered by ✨repressed feelings✨. This? This ain’t a website. This is The Safehouse™. A story goblin’s bunker. A bunker made of book pages, unposted WIPs, and the muffled sobs of someone rereading That Scene at 3am. It’s got 24/7 snacks. The floor is made of fic recs. The windows are fogged up from your last character spiral. The walls are lined with enchanted bookshelves that shush everyone except you. We’ve got fics that will emotionally suplex you and then tuck you in. We’ve got aus, canon rewrites, love confessions in the rain, and the kind of hurt/comfort that rewires your soul. Nothing can touch you here. Not critique. Not algorithms. Not reality. Just you, your stories, and the sacred chaos you build them from. This is where your brain goes to scream and be held. This is where your heart unpacks its trauma with a glitter pen. This is the den. The nest. The war room. The nap zone. The Safehouse. You’re not too much here. You’re just enough. And you can stay as long as you need.