"i Didnt Even Know Your Ocs Were Based On [fixation]!!!" Yeah Thats It Tthats My. Magic. You Would Never

i dont feel like posting rn

2021: im gonna do this cool mother+pokemon au where they're in an unknown place, slightly inspired by a "killing game", where everyone is a SLIGHTLY different version of their canon, with diferent names and appearance, and personality too!!

2025: im gonna do this cool rhythm heaven au where they're in an unknown place, slightly inspired by a "killing game", where everyone is a VERRRY different version of their canon, with different names and appearance, and personality too!!

i dont quite see the difference now

not sure if it's just aroace thoughts

getting really excited because i'm getting so many notifications and

its just. my oc lore alt.

“Ah sorry I’m just dumb” (having ADHD my whole life has meant that I’ve been criticised heavily for making mistakes that come part and parcel with the condition. Even the people I love most in the world have chastised me for mistakes that I spend much of my life worrying about and trying to avoid. It’s much easier to tell you I’m just a silly guy than explain to you that no matter how much effort, how much thought, how much stress I put into avoiding these same mistakes, I will keep making them over and over again. My brain is structurally built to thwart me throughout it all.)

have you guys already seen this one

People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didn’t care for me at all.

I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldn’t be more different.

I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didn’t feel as real as I’d hoped.

There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me

Sometimes you just need to sit down and turn right

hey !! guys guys !! youve been using our hats !!! why do you call them panama hats ??? theyre our hats !!! give us the custody of our child