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happy 5th birthday dsmp
this randomly blew up on twitter so i figured i’d post it here bc lord knows everyone on this app is neurodivergent
![[ID: A timeline labeled "Hyperfixation timeline". All of the font is Comic Sans. Each point of the timeline points to a box with an accompanying doodle.
The first point of the timeline is labeled "so much yapping and theorizing and connecting the dots and—", accompanied by an unhinged person at a corkboard. Their pupils are red and staring at the viewer. The label and line on the timeline is also red. The line on the timeline goes up sharply.
The second point of the timeline is labeled "I can't believe I did all of that. That was embarrassing.", accompanied by the person staring awkwardly at the viewer. The line on the timeline goes down sharply. The text and line are black.
The third point of the timeline is labeled "Oh god fuck I can feel it coming back", accompanied by the person holding their chest as if they were having a heart attack. The label is black, but the line is a dark red. The line creeps upwards again, but then goes back down.
The fourth point of the timeline is labeled "Haha that was actually just a bluff", accompanied by the person laughing. The line is flat. The text and line are black.
The fifth and final point of the timeline is labeled "hyperfixation demon", accompanied by the person looking upwards at the timeline in fear as the hyperfixation demon (drawn in red) lurks behind them. The label has an arrow pointing to the hyperfixation demon. The line and label are in red, with the line going up sharply again. /END ID]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/5b099ddd89fafa38e59d28d37447365b/10c045dec53faaaf-20/s500x750/ca5f22136f33011993266677f34c2d203e12b9a2.png)
What I mean when I do not control the hyperfixation.
Im probably (definitely) neurodivergent now that i think about it but thats not my problem rn i have fanfic to write
DSMP fans. where are you now? whatchu doing nowadays
Life cycle of our Sun, from beginning to end~
not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]
I just want you all to know, that if and when this site does experience a real exodus and/or get sunsetted for good, even if we don't keep in touch I'll remember you so fondly. You're the online equivalent of the other kid on the beach where we built sandcastles together; the girl at the campsite where we explored the trees. You're the man next to me on the train who chatted cheerfully to pass the time when we got delayed. You're the drunk person who shared kind words in the bathroom at the club, you're the talented artists at the life drawing class or the poetry night in a city where I don't live anymore. It makes me sad that maybe in the future our paths won't cross so easily, but even when we leave this little shared piece of cyberspace, carried away on our briefly intersecting trajectories, just know I still love you
pulled an all-nighter and then promptly passed out, i drew this sometime and have no recollection but i think i get what i was going for
I only have 5 hp please be gentle with me
aauuauauuuhahauaauhahHh euehhgah gweyeyhhhhhahhh nnnhnmnggjannm
Julius caesar has been dead for 2069 slutty, slutty years
Rest in peace ❌ Rest in pieces ✅
Opening Tumblr on March 15th
Happy Ides of March!!
tomorrow....
i've never felt more like part of a family when i check to see if ao3 is down, and see how we all gnaw at the bars of our enclosure
Our Lover (Ao3) is away at war (down for maintenance) and We don't know when they'll return (it's scheduled for about 3 hours)
AO3 IS DOWN NOOOOOOOO (<- person who knew it would happen cuz the site issued a warning a full day beforehand)
I was given a warning yet still read the chapter I was on, went to click “next chapter”
me:
Two weeks until the Ides of March!
hair is washed. i am lovable and capable of loving again
btw every time i say 'oaaough' or some variation of that i am trying to convey this emotion
