#my hyperfixation is hitting me like a truck

[ishizylonnn]

Smiles and waves hello Eltingville community

People don’t draw Bill insane enough

#art #artwork #welcome to eltingville #the eltingville club #Eltingville #jerry stokes #bill dickey #josh levy #pete dinunzio #sketch #evan dorkin #comic #silly stuff #my hyperfixation is hitting me like a truck

[quirkle2]

ferret wars :)!! he's got a lil pouch as a backpack ,,,,,,,,,,, i continuously provide evidence for my case that he is a perfect being

#qkdraws #suncaster au #suncaster warriors #ferret wars #the legend of zelda #legend of zelda #tloz #loz #loz au #zelda au #the others' dark world form designs might not come for a while sorry :( #but i thought i'd finally post this one . it's been done for a while #i wanted to post them when i was done w them All but my hyperfixations have settled elsewhere for now #dw i am still very much into suncaster #old interests have simply rang from 2013 and hit me like a truck . yaknow how it is

[strawberrymilk-boba]

little Edward Nygma sketch page for the Batman hyperfixation

#my art #digital art #digital sketch #edward nygma #the riddler #gotham #dc universe #i haven't drawn all week so these might not be the best #but the hyperfixation hit me like that truck hit doc oc in into the spiderverse #the cane was so much run to render

[jeweledstone]

Made an oc comic for the first time in 100 years

#ocs #oc #toon oc #jester and friends #jester the imp #dr fizzle #comic #my art #death mention tw #bruh that pizza tower hyperfixation hit me like a TRUCK #I’ve literally haven’t made any non-hallways oc content in MONTHS

[mistakenlyfoundnico]

Do you think since Kaiba has so much money an tech that he could have came up with such believable proof that santa exists (if they celebrated ig) bevause it made Mokuba happy that it was hard to convince Mokuba he doesn’t exists. Like he would be like mokuba it's time to tell you truth samta isn't real and mokuba would pull up years of like security photoage or like the time to the north pole to see santa and his elves and kaiba is just trying to tell him it was all fake but it all looked so real and he just did to good of job of making mokuba that he couldn't make him not believe. I like to think he had to fake Santa's death.

#yugioh #yu gi oh #my yugioh hyperfixation hit me like a truck #seto kaiba #mokuba kaiba #kaiba brothers #christmas #seto has so much money like this is completely possible #and this wouldnt be the most extravagant use of said money

[theghostofwilburtheworm]

when im on a competition of picking up mannerisms from my loved ones and my opponent is ace attorney!!!!

#oooughghhg maya picking onto mia's mannerismas phoenix picking onto mias mannerisms maya imitating nick #turcy imitating nick kay imitating edgeworth edgeworth imitating his dad mia imitating godot #ema imitating her sister and i could go on it makes me go insane #every so often my ace attorney hyperfixation truly comes back and hits me like a truck with this type of stuff aaajhasbjhbash #gh0ost txt #personal #ace attorney

[xx-blueboy-xx]

#meme #supernatrual #spnblr #i made this for my friends #but i think i should share it with you guys too #i was SO ready to be obsessed with Castiel #I DIDNT EVEN KNOW A “GABRIEL” WAS IN THE SHOW #I DIDNT KNOW ABOUT THE TRICKSTER #everyone i told i was watching spn for the first time in full #(mom and sister watched the hell out of it when i was young cira 2005-2008 ish) #(and i would sit and watch with 'em not teally getting it #(had other hyperfixation at the time) #anyways. #they all said “OMGG YOU'RE GONNA LOVE CAS!! CASTIEL IS SO YOU!!” #THEN BOOM S2:EP15 “Tall Tales” HIT ME LIKE A TRUCK #I WAS OBSESSED WITH HIM DAY ONE #FIRST MINUTE OF SCREENTIME AND I WAS ENCHANTED

[sometimes-sleeby-octopus]

Literally cannot be normal about ANYTHING I like

I have been thinking about Smiling Friends at least twice a day (newsflash it’s probably way more than that) for the past five days I CANNOT HAVE ANOTHER CATEGORY 5 AUTISM EVENT RIGHT NOW FUCK OFF BRAIN

#I WAS FEELING OOGLY GOO UNTIL THE HYPERFIXATION HIT ME LIKE A TRUCK #literally could not resist making that reference #I watched all the episodes in the span of two days #correction to my first statement that I feel is funnier and more accurate: #I WAS FEELING OOGLY GOO UNTIL THE HYPERFIXATION HIT ME LIKE THE CHRISTMAS TREE FELL ON CHARLIE #this show is going to send me to hell #I MADE TWO MORE REFERENCES GODDAMNIT #the parasites in me want me to make them /j #i’m simultaneously so mad and so happy right now

[wiltingdecay]

poppin' party 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

#bandori hyperfixation hitting me like a truck was not what i expected for the last quarter of 2023 #i missed my goils

[ohitslen]

Confession time: I’m just at chapter three of Trigun, the first volume OANSNKW

I meAN, I’ve been meaning to read forward, but I know it’ll leave a gaping hole inside my heart and I need to FUNCTION you know, I have to pull the last push of the semester and Trigun is already occupying too much of my mind, can’t imagine what will happen once I read the manga. So that is that.

#trigun maximum #Trigun #trigun manga #honestly though I have the sht spoiled out of myself so um yeah #in a banana fish way yk #like I know some key points but not the plot plot entirely #which will hit me like a truck I know it #I REALLY want to read it but I’m too mentally ill to just read it casually #so yeah this means I’ll only be able to indulge it fully till the end of may when my semester ends #I’m really that useless at enjoying stuff and being functional at the same time #to be fair I do have adhd with a severe executive dysfunction and my hyperfixations get bad #so really restraining myself so far is an accomplishment of it own #lenssi rambles

[rabbithaver]

you ever read a fanfic that makes you go

like. okay. i cannot emphasize to you how much i don't read fanfic. i just don't, i never really have, entirely because i prefer to write them myself. i have almost two decades of hyperfixations behind me, but i can count on one hand the number of fanfics i've read, and i only read them because they were recommended to me. i have had hyperfixations genuinely alter the course of my life for which i have not even read one fanfic.

i hope that, by describing this to you, i have made clear the significance of the fact that i've now read two Sonic fanfics, and both have left me an emotional wreck. i've now read two Sonic fanfics, and both have made me physically scream into my pillow. i've now read two Sonic fanfics, and both have had me absolutely rapt.

this is, without question, the single most intense hyperfixation i have ever had, and i am having so much fun

#terin.txt #what the fuck did they start putting in the water supply back in May to make me like this #like if you told me six months ago i would fall this hard into the Sonic fandom i would never have believed you. not for a second. #but here i am! it is September. i have plushes of my favorite characters. i have posters. i have comics. #my birthday list this year consists almost entirely of Sonic stuff. i have two new kintypes for fucks sake. I HAVE A SON NOW. #the suddenness and intensity of this hyperfixation has left me feeling like i've been hit by a truck. except the truck is made of serotonin

[thundersbugs]

weird ass colors. dunno how i feel about them. more 1st year satosugu Not Liking each other

(im trying to post slower i swear (no im not) but oh my goddddd this hyperfixation is hitting me like a truck)

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #satosugu #stsg #sugusato #gego #goge #geto suguru #gojo satoru #fanart #mika’s art

[nights-at-crystarium]

You know what, I assume that people always read my pinned, or notice the pointer "new reader? start here" in every new Fragments' episode. I might be deluding myself. So hi hello lemme TALK ABOUT MY COMIC.

Before I get too rambly (and I mean RAMBLY), here's a quick intro. Fragments is a comic focused on feels and slice of life, made by a queer guy, aiming to ~character study~ the main cast (Vivi, Raha, Alisaie, Feo Ul) and fill in the gaps in canon (or linger in canon moments that needed more air imo), the tone ranging from angst to fluff to meme. Good punches require a good windup, so please don't expect angst anytime soon :3c

The story's segmented (fragmented, heh) into episodes. Episodes 1-11 take place in ARR, you can enjoy them with no worry about spoilers. Episode 12 onward is ShB, with all the spoilers and lorebending.

My storytelling style assumes you haven't only played through ShB, but know it like the back of your hand, i.e. it's for nerds and thinkers. Of course there's plenty of silly moments that don't require any deep knowledge, but the overarching story does. Often I skip canon events, only hinting that they took place, simply because I don't wanna retell the msq 1:1, I've got plenty of original scenes waiting to be drawn. You're in for a treat if you like obsessing over emotional and moral implications of things. And, yes, this's a story about a morally grey mc. Don't expect to be spoon-fed "and this's why that thing's bad, kids".

Currently I've outlined all the main story beats up until post EW, so it's like, not being winged as I go. Yes I refine things here and there, but I know where I'm going. I'm going ham!!!! With the lorebending post ShB. Initially I didn't plan to, but the more I learned about Vivi and personally grew as a writer, the more courage I got to "divorce" from canon. The general xiv story may still be good wherever it's headed, but it's not suited for an established wolgraha, so I'm making food for myself.

Everyone imagines the lil scenes from their wol's life, I'm taking that a tiiiiiny step further. Fragments tells a cohesive story that's looking to be the longest project at least in our corner. I can and will hyperfixate on this for years.

I started out just like many others, being hit with ShB like a truck, I wanted to put a catboy under a microscope and rotate him forever. Although I'd already been drawing for decades, I didn't have the comic-making skills yet, or eloquence to write the dialogue, so I spent the first half of 2022 self-studying, just because I needed a mouth to be able to scream about my ship.

Vivi didn't exist prior to my obsession with Exarch. He was made for this, he started out as a reagent (or a foil, now that I know fancy writing terms) for a rich and fun chemistry, and keep myself entertained for years, first and foremost.

Me, a fool: okay let's make a guy that falls in love with Exarch in this particular moment, what kinda life must he have led to- Me: ....oh no

The chemistry quickly bubbled up and exploded in my face, involving not only Exarch, but other characters (first as a means to subtly tell about Vivi, then they also demanded their own screentime), and here I am, sitting with a massive script on my hands, drawing my blorbos every day. Thanks for enabling that btw.

I care about characters a lot. I ask a lot of whys and hows. I'm critical-minded and burned on many bad stories that did their characters dirty, and I wanna be an opposing example. What I'm doing is extremely ambitious and risky, yes, but I can only invite you to tag along and see if I stick to my word.

The internet's a cruel and unforgiving place nowadays, and here I am, pitting my passion against what feels like decaying humanity. I'm making this comic to keep myself happy above all else, being sincere and cringe because life's too short to be anything else.

Thanks for reading this, and if you haven't yet, read Fragments here!

#ffxiv #vivien rell #crystal exarch #g'raha tia #wol x g'raha tia #wolgraha #own: next lvl #fragments talk

[marshmellopie]

i love how as soon as i decided to start drawing spamton again via requests i got hit with multiple trucks including art block, changing hyperfixations, and school

anyhow uhhh,,, i'm back and it's birthing day ft. something i drew quickly 👍

I CAN FINALLY DRAW SPAMTON AGAIN (+hunter. me boy)

and also more spamtons i'm hoping to render because he invades my mind like a parasite

freak

#I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO TAG THIS AS #[HALF-PRICED SPAMTON] #[PRICE SPEAKS] #spamton #YEAH THAT WORKS #sona tag??? #[KĀLĀ] #that's the name of my sona #i just wanna say that's meant to be a kukui nut lei he's wearing #i would give him a haku lei too but those are hard to draw

[mistakenlyfoundnico]

Yall i can't ao3 being done js killing where else am i supposed to read about two people who hate each other fall in love. On wattpad???

#yu gi oh #yugioh #seto kaiba #jounouchi katsuya #my yugioh hyperfixation hit me like a truck #ao3 #ao3 is down #wattpad slander

[homeslices]

I’m Sorry

A/N: Guess who’s backkk. Sorry for taking so long again, school has been stressing me out. Also my newest hyperfixation is The Last of Us (naturally) and so I’ve decided I want to write for it tooooo. I am still writing for Alice in Borderland but writer's block kinda hit me with that (I’ll be up and writing for it soon and I have all of your requests already in mind). I realized there was very little Ellie x a maternal figure fics and decided I needed to change that.

Summary: A little pre-apocalypse the rest post-apocalypse, you comfort Ellie when she has a nightmare. Ellie may be a little ooc but I tried my best.

Pairings: platonic!Ellie Williams x motherfigure!reader, Joel Miller x wife!reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: Spoilers for season 1, mention of Sarah’s death, David, mentions of attempted SA

You have always wanted children, wanted to be a mother.

And you got that chance once before in what feels like another life.

You’re step-daughter Sarah, who you helped raise and thought of as your own, was the light of your life.

You, having recently moved to a new neighborhood, couldn’t help notice your neighbor struggling to take care of his baby daughter by himself. You could tell he was running on little to no sleep and when he about had a fit trying, and ultimately failing, to put in a car seat into the back of his truck you finally stepped in and helped him.

All of the pieces soon fell together afterward. You helped him when he needed it, babysitting Sarah when he was about to collapse from sleep deprivation, teaching him how to put in a car seat correctly, and bringing over dinner when you could tell he had a long day at work. Similarly, Joel also lent you a hand when needed as well. Fixing your car when it wouldn’t turn on, helping repair your new house, and also listing that same house when you fell in love and moved into his home with his daughter. That same daughter whose second word was mama- dada obviously being the first.

The day that Joel proposed to you was the same day that Sarah asked you to be her mom officially, by adopting her. Your wedding was when you all decided to sign the adoption papers, and you legally became not only a wife, but a mom as well.

Life was blissful. You had the family you always wanted and were the happiest you could ever be.

But then the world ended, literally.

The day of the apocalypse officially starting, was the same day that a piece of you died inside.

Your daughter died in Joel and your arms that night terrified, calling out for you and her father to make the pain stop.

It changed the both of you.

The person that brought you both together, was now gone, and all that you could do now was hold on to each other.

So when your friend Tess, your husband and you went to see Robert about the car battery, you were also roped into smuggling a young girl to another firefly base across the country.

You tried to keep her at an arm's length. Ellie reminded you so much of your Sarah, the humor, the attitude, the persistence, and you didn’t know if you got close to her and she suffered the same fate as your daughter, that you would be able to recover again.

But somehow, Ellie wormed her way into your heart, and there was no going back now. You love that girl, just as you love Sarah, and the maternal urge to protect her from any harm overwhelmed you.

So when you found out that you weren’t able to protect her from a twisted individual that wanted to do something worse than kill Ellie, it made you see something more violent than red. You could’ve burned the world down with your rage, and honestly you still could.

You blamed yourself in all honesty. Because both Joel and you were injured, Ellie wanted to protect the pair of you. In doing so she got captured and not knowing where she was, you and Joel found her only after she walked out of a burning building, covered in that monster’s blood.

As you take watch a few weeks later, your attention snaps over to Ellie as she mumbles in her sleep. You’ve been more hyperfocused on her ever since him, making a promise to both her, and yourself, that you’d never let anything like that happen again.

With a sign, you return your attention to the darkness surrounding you and the people you care about. Joel was sleeping next to you, still recovering from his injury, and Ellie was on the other side, moving and muttering every once and a while.

However, the sudden jerk of Ellie and the distressed scream she let out in her sleep immediately made you jump in surprise and scramble towards her.

Her eyes were screwed shut, eyebrows were furrowed, and her breaths were coming out in hard pants. She was terrified, you could tell, and the second her mouth parts again to let out another petrified cry you firmly, but gently, try to shake her awake.

“Ellie,” you say in a low tone. “Wake up, it’s just a dream.”

Her eyes immediately fly open, and out of fear and what seemed to be the cloud of sleep plus the threat of her nightmare still hanging over her, she flips open her knife that she recently started to sleep with and slashes it blindly towards your hand.

Realizing your mistake, you quickly pull your arm away, but not before a gash forms on your hand drawing a hiss from you.

Ellie’s eyes were no longer affected by sleep and panic, but now were filled with horror at her actions.

“I-” she chokes. “I-I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to-”

You cut off her apologizes with a gentle hush.

“Ellie it’s okay, it was an accident.”

Moving slowly, like you would with a wounded animal, you gently remove the knife from her grip, then hold her hands in your own- albeit after you wiped the blood from your hand on your pants.

“Are you alright?” You ask, scooting closer to her not in a hovering manner but more so she knows you’re there mentally, emotionally, and physically.

“I’m the one who should be asking you that. I hurt you, almost stabbed you! What kind of sick-”

You interrupt the young girl off once again.

“Ellie it was my fault I shouldn’t have woken you up like that.”

She doesn’t reply to that, instead her eyes were focused on your still bleeding hand.

“It’s not bad at all, just a flesh wound,” you try to comfort her. “Doesn’t even need stitches.”

Ellie looks away from you, however, you could hear her mumble, “but it could’ve been,” in reply to your first statement.

Raising your uninjured hand, making sure it’s in Ellie’s line of sight so she doesn’t get startled, you comfortingly rub her arm. Her body seems to relax from her tense state slightly, shoulders drooping as proof.

“I’m sorry,” she says once again, voice small and eyes glassy.

Ellie was emotionally stubborn, similar to your husband, and seeing her like this broke you. You have only seen the girl in this vulnerable position a handful of times before, and it always made you want to hold her close and never let go.

“Ellie listen to me,” You make eye contact with her, just so she can truly understand what you’re about to say. “That was not your fault. You had a nightmare and I startled you.”

You pause for a second trying to figure out how to word the next part of your reassurance.

So with a gentle voice you finally start speaking again.

“I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure nothing like that ever happens to you again and-” your voice cracks with emotion. “I’m so sorry Ellie. I’m so sorry that I wasn’t able to stop him, and I’m so sorry that I wasn’t there for you when you needed me the most.”

Her eyes that were previously glasses were now overflowing and falling down her face.

Then, in a blink of an eye, the young girl that you’ve grown to love like another daughter, crashes against you. Her face pressed against your left shoulder and her arms wrapped around you tightly as if you would make her let go. Not a chance in hell you would.

Your arms surrounded her and at this point, her body was shaking due to her tears.

Soon you heard Ellie’s muffled, shaky voice speak out.

“It wasn't your fault. It was never your fault.”

At that point your tears were falling down your face as well. Gently, you rub your hand in comforting circles on her back and sway the both of you back and forth.

Ellie’s shaking soon died down. It took some time but exhaustion finally hit her, so now she was fast asleep in your arms, snoring softly.

You let out a watery chuckle, emotions still running high, as you continued watch with Ellie in your arms.

The sun soon rises a few hours later. Joel’s eyes flicked open ready to wake up and start the day’s journey. Nevertheless by doing so, he was met with the familiar sight of his wife holding a sleeping young girl, eyes focused towards the sun in the distance, and couldn’t help the small smile that crossed over his face.

Both Joel’s and your thoughts were very similar at that moment.

You’d both do anything to keep your family safe.

#ellie williams x mom reader #ellie williams x platonic!reader #ellie williams x platonic reader #ellie williams x mom!reader #ellie tlou #joel miller x reader #joel miller x y/n #joel miller #ellie williams #tlou #the last of us #joel tlou #tlou hbo #tlou x reader #tlou x you #tlou x y/n #ellie x platonic reader #joel x reader