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locallegion · 3 months
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Just posting some pics of Movie!Bowser that I found in Pinterest/Twitter/Google Images because thehyperfixation I've had on this man for the past like two months is hitting like a truck right now aaaaaaaaaaaa
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My take on Gourmand, Hunter, Artificer, and her two babies
( the picture looked so good, why is the photo so ugly- )
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pillowdrawz · 3 months
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My rottmnt hyperfixation would not end cause I love my current au(Rottmnt Colored History au sm)
Me rn: and I am fully aware I keep forgetting to do the ask/draw them but school hits me like truck kun-Im so sorry about that-
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I am LIVING for your Jumper hyperfixation rn, I still love that stupid movie so goddamn much even though I first watched it nearly 12 years ago 🙏 Jumper (and Jamie Bell lol) was my main hyperfixation back in 2012, I rediscovered the movie in 2022 and have not stopped thinking about it since, especially Griffin
Omg yes!! This ask makes me so happy! ♥️♥️
I went through your Jumper tag and lost my mind a lil 🙈 I go in and out of my Jumper phase and it just hit me again like a truck. I just love that damn movie so much! And the fandom is so tiny, it kinda hurts lol
I think I first watched it maybeeee 14 or 13 years ago? I wish I could remember. Long time though and I continue to get hyperfixated on it
I will stay loving Griffin till the day I die I fear 🫶
And Jamie Bell too. I think I discovered him when I first watched Billy Elliot (wich was ages ago jeez) and I've loved him ever since
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weirdowhodraws1214 · 10 months
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You ever wonder how on earth a hyperfixation got better and started to go away? And then came back and hit you like a truck? Yeah me too. (the grip TETOCU has on me rn)
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hobiesmalewife · 11 months
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HAI HELLO may i ask if you're thinking of making a spidersona? it's kind of a trend and all rn but it would be cool as balls to see what you come up with!!!!!
(also psst psst i might interact a lot w u because spider-verse hyperfix is hitting me like a truck too hope you don't mind that)
My first anonnnn omgggggg heyyyy 🙌🏾
I do have a spidersona actually!! Though, they’re in a bit of a beta phase right now design wise, I can confidently say I’ll have a set design for them soon.
In the meantime, I can tell you that they reside in a video game as self aware npc. They were bitten by an in game haywire computer bug and now protect their little digital world from all the baddies. They’re also visually based off of this lil guy!
(Spider tw under the cut!)
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Fleshed Out AU Kyle Fic
So I’ve been making a few fics for this particular AU on AO3 (I’m hyperfixating on this AU rn), and I recently started one for Kyle! It is part of what is basically a three part plotline where I basically rewrite Protocol to, well, flesh out the Horde Squad more. I’m writing each part out of order, but when I’m done with all three parts, I’ll likely write some stuff for little in between things in it, then repost it as a new fic with everything in order.
I might also later make an animatic type thing for Kyle’s part, since there’s some visual storytelling stuff that can’t easily be translated into prose.
But anyways, I decided to cross-post the first chapter of Kyle’s part here, so more people can see it.
I’d prefer people read and like it on AO3, but you can do that here too. Just read the notes and stuff on AO3.
Here’s the first chapter of the fic:
Kyle stepped outside the truck, an unusually solemn look on his face. He looked up at the sky, taking a second to watch the fire-flakes gently float down. This was it. No backing out. Despite everything in his mind protesting against it, he stepped out further into the burning snow.
Hurrying was surprisingly difficult. There was nothing on the ground or directly in front of him to obscure his path, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only stumble through it.
Then again, he could feel the fire-flakes burning his shirt away as they landed on him, exposing the old burn scars that littered his body. The burning snow created new, fresh burns, and it felt like his whole back was on fire.
Fire. You’re on fire.
Kyle shook his head, waving the thoughts away, and continued trudging along, until he was about two-thirds of the way to his destination. The fire-flakes were burning away at his helmet, exposing his face to the elements, and he nearly collapsed in exhaustion, leaning against the truck for support.
He needed to hurry, or else he might not be able to make it all the way back. He pushed himself away from the side of the truck and continued walking. He was nearly there, he just needed to-
Suddenly a particularly big fire-flake hit an old burn on Kyle’s back, and he shouted in pain, falling forward and onto the ground. His body ached and screamed, making it nearly impossible to get back up. Fatigue washed over Kyle as he lay there, and he wondered if it was all really worth it.
He turned his head to the side, watching the fire-flakes fall, and fire flashed in his mind. He quickly closed his eyes, trying to shut the memories out.
No. It’s not fire. Sure, it feels like fire, and sure, it hurts a lot, but it’s not fire. I can make it out of this. I can do this.
Kyle opened his eyes back up, ready to continue the crawl forward, when he noticed something odd.
The burning snow had frozen in place, sitting in the air, unmoving. Nothing moved. All was dead silent. It was as though the world had been paused.
Kyle groaned in annoyance. “Not this again! Why, during this, did I have to get stuck in the mindscape?”
Suddenly, he heard a giggle, and a ghostly blur could be seen running around in flashes of blue light. Kyle’s heart skipped a beat, and his jaw clenched. “You.”
The giggling got louder and more frequent, until he could hear it standing above him. Kyle's eyes looked up, knowing what he would see, but dreading it nonetheless.
A ghostly child hovered over him, smiling down at Kyle as the teen twitched in pain. “Hello, Kyle,” the specter cheerfully greeted in its otherworld voice, like multiple people speaking in unison.
“Go away,” Kyle mumbled, not even sparing a glance at the being, “I don’t have time for you.”
The child giggled, and mockingly said, “but Kyle, you have so much time! Way more time than he ever did. You wanna know why?”
“No.”
“It’s because you survived. When, in all honesty, he should have survived, not you .”
“I know that, now can you leave me alone?” Kyle replied, his voice cracking slightly, as though he wanted to cry, but managed to hold back tears.
“This is your punishment, Kyle~” it said, walking onto his back whilst continuing to peer over him, “me haunting you forever.”
“Well, can you stop? I’m busy,” Kyle grumbled, his voice gaining a hint of irritation. The ghost paused and stopped leaning, its face dawning a slight frown. “Well,” it said, a bit miffed, “I guess I better remind you exactly why I’m here.”
Kyle’s eyes widened, and he began to hyperventilate. The child smiled again, though this time it looked much more malicious, like it was a wolf who had just spotted a helpless rabbit. “Let’s go back a bit,” the child said, its voice distorting as it held its hand above them.
Kyle gasped. “Wait-”
The specter snapped its fingers.
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I’ll be posting much more soon on AO3 (like, the next chapter will probably be at least three times the size of this, probably a lot more, depending on my estimations)
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Stranger things 4 volume 2 spoilers.
Like MAJOR spoilers
I’m fucking emotionally devastated rn. Like I’m not angry even though I should be, I’m just disappointed.
Eddie didn’t fucking deserve that. Sure it was a close to his zero to hero story arc, but Jesus CHRIST. He died for a town that never loved him, will never know the sacrifice he made that was in VAIN since Vecna still won in the end.
The only people who mourned him were Dustin and Wayne, none of his friends, none of the hellfire club. They just left his body to get eaten by the bats and time skipped when they could have atleast shown the upside down crew console Dustin.
And don’t get me fucking started on the queer baiting. The official accounts retweeting Steddie art and making joke posts about them being in love. The blatant disrespect for Will and his feelings for Mike. The only queer person who got atleast a glimpse of happiness (not before she was devastated by seeing Vickie with a guy though) was Robin and even that’s up for debate seeing as they were just being friendly.
As a Queer person this just felt genuinely mean spirited and homophobic. Using a gay boys unrequited feelings for his best friend to further a straight relationship just. It really fucking sucks. Eddies obvious joke flirting with Steve in episode 8 (0 hetero explanation for “dontcha? big boy! :3), him being the “freak” and being so obviously queercoded only to be killed off in the next episode. Making Will and Robin see their crushes be with other people while standing in the background. It just really sucks to see the characters you love go through shit like that, especially when I really wasn’t necessary.
I just, I’ve been hyperfixating in this show so fucking hard, I stayed up all night to watch the last episodes, just to feel like I’ve been hit with a truck.
Was I expecting Eddie to die? Yes, though I was praying he’d be fine
Was I expecting Byler or Steddie to actually be canon? Byler kinda? (they were hyping it up with the fucking painting and the sad glances), Steddie no absolutely not. It would have been nice but I knew that was not going to happen.
Did it still ruin me emotionally to see one of my favourite queer coded character die on screen? Yes. I don’t cry to media but the scene between Dustin and Wayne broke me. I went to bed feeling numb and when my mom woke me up I cried again.
There’s people theorizing that there could be time travel some how and that Eddie will come back because Joseph said something about wanting to be in season 5. I think he’s going to come back but probably for flash back sequences. There’s 0 chance they’ll pull a Hopper and have him secretly be okay since we literally saw him take his last breath and there’s 0 chance that going back in time to kill child Henry Creel will work. If they manage to do that it’ll ruin so many character arcs, Steve’s especially since he wouldn’t have any big brother moments with Dustin nor become besties with Robin. He might even still be a jackass since Johnathan only was with Nancy because of the demegorgon, he’d never get beaten senseless because he’d never see them together.
I just. I have too many thoughts and feeling about this stupid fucking tv show that I’ve only been a fan of for like a month. I hate that I’ve hyperfixated on it this hard cause now that it’s over, and it destroyed one of my favourite comfort characters for me idk what to do now. Like I still want to talk about it and enjoy it because it’s the only thing my brain has latched on to for a while. But all the fics i have are going to just make me fucking sad and I feel so emotionally numb and all social media’s are gonna be filled with sad edits of Eddie.
I’m probably going to still watch season 5 but that’s not for another couple years, I just hope all of this bullshit gets resolved.
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paranormalcomms · 3 years
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OK FOR THE DSMP ASK GAME,, UM CAN YOU ANSWER, DREAM, GEORGE, NIKI, TECHNO, FOOLISHRANBOO, KARLNAPITY AND NUKE
HI LUKA :D
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uhhh okay,, so my room is a bit small
i have my bed to the side to get more space
bunny is in the opposite corner of the room to my bed
bed takes up almost the entire wall to the door
i’m just explain the layout nevermind thattt,,
RESTARTT
so my dresser just has a bunch of shit on it
and i know i gotta clean it but no <3
i have a pile of worm on a string packages by a small tree in my room so,, dirt and just worm
and fox decided to make a mess a lot so there’s hay and bunny poop and pellets (like bedding is the best way to explain i just woke up and brain does not go brr)
but i sweep it up because feeling the mess on my feet is just,, ew
so it’s kinda clean 💃🏻
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i have no idea because i have shit memory /lh/nm
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that i’m vv smart and nerdy and want to go to harvard for college
like,, HEH??
i hate being called smart like that now because it makes me uncomfy
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ummm that i like anime or dsmp/minecraft
like irl-wise cause you can trust anyone sometimes /lh
i dunnoooo aaa skbdksskhs
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I AM HYPERFIXATED ON DSMP(a lil bit rn) AND OBEY ME
and i’ll get back to you on that infodump cause again,, brain do not go brr 💃🏻
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i don’t remember exactly howww,,
i remember it growing popular on wattpad and i heard of dream at that time
and unknowingly i was already subscribed to him
cause i thought he was a kid i think—
but i was into dream team first before dsmp (dream team is dream, george, n sapnap if you didn’t know)
and i slowly got invested into dsmp stuff because it included it in wattpad stories
and BAM
hits me like a truck
and my hyperfixation moves from dream team to l’manburg (wilbur, tommy, n tubbo mostly)
idbskdbkdbdksbe
n e gays
HI :DD
okay,,
thanks for the ask! :DDD
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cosmicyeehaw · 4 years
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What My Tumblr Means 
I was tagged by my lovelies @cantbehandled-ever @shes-outta-sight!! Thanks, loves 🖤 and sorry this is so late... paramedic school is currently kicking my ass rn. This was super fun though!
Icon: My sweet raven prince, Danny 🥺🖤 This is probably the longest my icon has stayed the same lol
My content: I used to only post video game related and music stuff.. now its just whatever the Hyperfixation of the Week™ is, sprinkled in with some depression, anxiety and memes.
Header: Orville Peck's sexy as all hell white and gold Gretsch White Falcon 😩
Background color: A light pink to match the color of Orville's shirt. I usually match it with my icon or header.
Letter color: A simple creme color. Idk it looked nice and matches with the pink. Innovative, I know...qgshdjfjfk
URL: v-i-d-e-n-o-i-r. Vide noir is black void in french and it's also the title of Lord Huron's 3rd album, which is where I took the name from!
Blog Title: You might know my name, you dont know my mind. This is a line from Beck's song Uneventful Days. This line hit me like a truck when I heard it, so it kinda stuck with me cause it's so goddamn true.
It's been a few days so idk who has done this already, but I'm tagging: @howlingoutsideyourdoor @helico-ptera-umbrarum @flowrxchild @sppacecowboyy @anndromeda-galaxy @katyieyie @desertpups @this-simple-season @m00kieblaylock if you have done this already ignore me, I'm just fuckin late agsgshdjdj
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Slightly zoomed in versions because the picture quality is atrocious
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What's this- I'm finally posting art again?
Nah I think you're just imagining things
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adhd-sakura · 5 years
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@deaf-sakura
Ok my turn! Hyperfixation time!!!
Sakura's first hyperfixation is books! All books! If it has words and smells like knowledge, she wanted to read it, even if she was. Very small.
And, like, her parents..didn't really get it. They thought she was too young to like reading, and they wanted her to get out more and make friends and do regular kid things. So she went outside and tried talking to other kids instead of reading sometimes to make her parents happy, and she learned about Ninja.
And she thought they were the *coolest fucking thing*, and her hyperfixation shifted from 'reading everything' to 'reading everything about shinobi', to 'learning everything about shinobi'.
It starts as something that interests her- something she could read and hear and talk about it about forever. She makes friends with civilian kids who think it's cool she knows so much and low-brow clan kids that think she's 'pretty alright for a clanless nobody'.
So she sucks up information. She learns. She thrives.
*and then she runs out of stuff to know*
There really isn't much available for civilians, especially civilian children, to know about the shinobi system. She's 7ish years old, and knows about as much about shinobi as any about civilian, because there's not a lot for her to learn. It *felt* like a lot when she was a toddler that knew *nothing*, but now she can read books with 100 pages! For all her curiosity and investigation, she can sum up everything she knows about ninja in half that!
So, after much debate and many a meltdown, she is enrolled in The Academy, because really even her parents can see it's the only thing that can hold her interest for longer then a month. They figure she'll learn everything she wants to within a year or two, get bored, drop out, and learn a trade.
They're wrong.
Sakura *thrives* in the academy. Or, at least, she feels like she does. She learns everything she's ever wanted too, has tangible goals for learning more, has access to *textbooks*. She becomes more reclusive and goes back to spending every minute of everyday that she isn't learning something new from a teacher with her nose in a book.
And her social development falls behind. She can't quite connect with kids here- on the playground, she was popular because she knew more then any of her civilian peers about ninja, and the kids she was playing with were kids. They love cools stuff.
But now she's surrounded by *students*. Soldiers in training. The civilians aren't just kids in awe of her knowledge- they're bitter competitors that are jealous of her. The lower clan kids aren't relieved that she at least kind of knows what she's talking about- they're threatened by the thought of a civilian being better then them.
Sakura becomes an outcast, and she doesn't even notice until she *does*. And when she does, RSD hits her like a truck. She starts getting bullied, and only has her familiar books and facts and notes to comfort her.
Then she meets Ino, and adores her. Admires her. *copies her.* hopes that doing everything Ino does will make Ino not stop talking to her. She NEVER wants Ino to stop talking to her.
So she does the thing most kids with ADHD do at some point- she starts trying to hide her hyperfixation, so she doesn't stand out. It almost physically aches at first, not reading a chapter ahead during lunch and following along with the lessons at such a *slow* speed and rarely if ever staying after class just to grill the teachers, but it's bearable with Ino, and soon the pain grows familiar. She still reads more then other kids and gets called a 'paper nin' and 'bookworm' every day, but it works. Ino stays. Sakura slowly makes friends with the other girls.
And then Sasuke happens.
//I. I really don't have the energy to go into Sasuke rn? I'm gonna cut this here for now, sorry. Ur move!!
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moogghost · 2 years
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hello it is like. 11 pm on a school night and yesterday uh. sure was a day that involved heavy thinking on our plurality and shit huh! so because i'm tired and feel it's a somewhat important thing to keep in mind we're rambling about it to 1) keep our thoughts together and 2) hope that this somewhat helps shut up our nerves about being plural (bc we very much are if someone might be thinking that we realised we were a singlet. that is not the case even if we often feel like we're faking it). especially since the thoughts came back with a burning vengeance earlier today </3
anyways it's hidden under the cut and we detail some uh. things that are somewhat existential in nature and probably unreality too. also i'm pretty sure heavy disassociation too so i don't recommend reading if you aren't the best headspace as. i go into more detail about my plurality here than i probably ever will again
so yesterday, partially out of curiosity and partially because we had gone searching for more inclusive plurality posts after having to block another system exclusionist we ended up looking into more system origins because while we've been aware of some of them we never quite got fully into it and it's just. really hard to differentiate when everything's so confusing and blurry as we are a median system
and i think the important thing to note is just that. even when we do sign off our posts, we never genuinely know for sure if we're fronting. or even if that headmate is around, at times. it's always just a vague, blurry mess of a guess and it just gives a huge headache when thinking about our plurality too hard in terms of 'who's fronting'
and this legitimately affects us irl too. not in a fun way either
we genuinely don't know who we are some days - most days, actually. our current name and collective pronouns? yeah we never really connected with it ever and it always feels so alienating when that's. yeah that's supposed to be us. we're a real human being, apparently, but it never feels like it. sometimes it just feels like we're just living in a body that just happens to be in the conditions it's in rn, sometimes it feels like 'this is a life we got thrown into' and other times it feels like 'this is our life but calling it our life doesn't feel like it's the truth and only the fact that it's what we've known for years now'. not sure how to explain it but yeah more often than not we don't know who the hell we even are
which i think that general emptiness and disassociation (if that's how one can define it? idk i'm tired) is part of why we. have so many fableings to begin with. and why we've gone through so many 'identity shifts' that sometimes stick around or leave - which i intially thought was "oh i might just be fictionkin with several different -kins' but no it was not. it never felt like that was me - idk even know what that's supposed to feel like. whenever it happened, it was entirely different people who were typically their own individuals, and would end up sort of fronting via neuronarrating which. yeah fun fact i very regularly do that and it's a 50/50 of whether it's miserable or i'm fine with it because i cannot control that at all
that combined with the fact that it was (and still is) a lot of disassociation that i can't control, hyperfixation on certain characters, and constant neuronarrating that i can't control i. it did kind of hit me yesterday that it is very possible that i have one of the disorders commonly associated with plurality (not saying which one(s) for personal reasons) and that our system is likely paragenic. and adding with the fact that the disassociation aspect especially has been hitting me like a truck it has not been fun when thinking about our plurality
because how do we even know if we're still here? we experience little memory loss regarding our plurality and again we're a median system so we're bound to be more connected but. we genuinely don't know when a switch has happened. we don't know who we are. and the fact that we're a neuronarrator does not help our disassociation at all
in short we're probably going to make a separate carrd for the facets/headmates/whatever we're calling us because it's. both stressing us out and not helping
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