#I guess I can tag it that

[julfr]

Just chilling…

[starsonablackboard]

i have diagnosed adhd (semi-diagnosed? like my psychiatrist listened to me describing my experience and said "yeah you definitely have it" but i don't have The Piece Of Paper with magic words on it), but i consider it "the boring flavour". like I've never really had hyperfixations and hyperfocuses, i don't change hobbies often, I don't have special interests. my adhd is forgetting what i was doing in the middle of doing it, being physically unable to hold conversations if the music is playing in the background and and not being able to fall asleep faster than in half an hour because my brain refuses to turn off

so imagine my shock and confusion when i got sick for two weeks in the beginning of october, and my cotl interest turned into full blown psychological terminology capital h Hyperfixation.

I've drawn more in those two weeks than in previous two months, i've consumed ungodly amounts of fanfiction, I've translated 17k words of said fanfiction in one day forgetting to eat that whole day as a result (just For Fun for myself, it isn't posted anywhere), I've made this tmblr acc without ever previously even considering the option, I got into fandom for the first time in half a decade, i started every day with couple of hours of cotl gameplay poking into every corner of the game i could, i was living and breathing everything cotl and it was wonderful but also a bit scary

wonderful because i felt truly truly happy in those two weeks. I haven't thought about uni and had a solid excuse and reason to not do schoolwork (cause flu), i had all the time to myself and i devoted all of it to creating art about The Thing my brain sank it's metaphorical teeth into or consuming it. I've never before experienced such steady and bright flow of serotonin and just sheer joy, and it was fantastic. i love doing art in general but in my day to day i often don't have enough time and energy to do as much as i want to, but at that time i had a surplus of both. I've caught a glimpse of a carefree life where i didn't have to worry about responsibilities and could drown myself in creative passions

scary because however wonderful and magical it was i still do have responsibilities, and i was aware of that, and i feared what would happen if my brain still was holding onto The Thing when i got better and had to return back to them (uni stuff mainly, but you know, there's a lot of uni stuff). like hyperfixations are all fun and good when you can actually indulge them, but it's very often not the case.

it worked out for me, hyperfixation gradually turned into just strong interest and here we are now, i just wanted to share how strange this experience was for me, a person who's been living with adhd for over two decades and is well aware of it's quirks, but who's never actually experienced something like this before

[knickknackgalore]

A doodle of a man wearing skull face paint with red accents

[12neonlit-stage]

you're allowed to discuss and work together, reblog for a higher sample size or something

You have 1 week, good luck!

[ashenquill]

[Tim and Jason watching Dick as he fakes his death for a mission]

Tim: Man, he really is peak pretty boy

Jason: Right? Like, stop serving while you’re dying. It’s disrespectful.

Tim: For real, like, at least YOU had your priorities straight.

Jason: Exactly, I—

Jason:

Jason: Now hold up just a second—

Tim: I mean, you looked like shit when you died

Jason: THE FUCK, TIM????

[aluminumneedles]

I'm knitting in the corner at a party

and guys my age stop by to tell me I remind them of their aunt, of their grandmother. This is a compliment and I take it as such. They confess to having tried crochet once, and I smile. They get back in line for the bathroom.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and a queer woman sits on the floor next to me, arranges her skirt, and smiles up at me. (I try not to blush.) She asks me all the questions on her mind about my craft and I answer them, hands still moving. We swap yarn sources. She doesn't stay, but she knows where to find me.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and everyone knows where to find me when they need a minute, when socializing is too much and the music is too loud and they need to catch their breath. They pretend to be checking in on me, which is sweet, but I can see the relief in their eyes the moment they stop performing for a house full of people. They sit down and tell me things and all the while they never take their eyes off my hands.

The party has wound down and I'm still knitting and the hosts, two guys in their twenties, thank me for "helping to curate the vibe." I had no idea that's what I was doing. I leave the party having forgotten to drink anything and without that woman's number but with many rows added to my top-down raglan sweater. I call it a night, and a good one.

[twisting-in-wonderland]

'Yuu!'

[kinerxy]

was bored at work so i made a collage

[ladysatoru]

Honestly, no one is doing it like Vinsmoke Sanji. He's royalty. He's homeless. He's a convicted criminal. He is a damsel in distress. He's a knight in shining armor. He takes down the Government at 10 am then makes a Bouchée à la reine from scratch at 11. He has the empathy of a buddhist monk in the Himalayas. He will beat up a 90 year old. He has never given a fuck, he cant sleep at night cz of how much he cares. He is a ballerina. He sets his legs on fire. He is a slut. He is a virgin. He is a feminist He is a pervert. He's a fashion icon. He wears Alexander McQueen suits to the beach. He has never known happiness. God has personal beef with him.

[chunkiimilk]

too many valentines ❤️!!

[awriterandabird]

i made this fuckass table in spore [2008]

[anxietyriddledsquid]

au to make myself practice drawing armor

[rca-ryzies-ralley]

I think everyone should take note of the storytelling in the Ithaca premiere during luck runs out

[mikokat]

any tiger zoro fans?

[wotchernewt]

cool new life series! very serious very dramatic!

[yujiyujijiji]

is it something? i just had a basic human urge to draw grian with sunflowers. anyway who opened the jar with the Watchers???