Neurotypicals Should NOT Be Using The Words “hyperfixation” Or “special Interest” To Describe

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I made this like a month ago and I forgot to post

But also because it's bad

I will re draw it and try to make my others OC's, I have more 6. Actually 7, but I didn't think about her design nor name yet.

Writing advice from my uni teachers:

If your dialog feels flat, rewrite the scene pretending the characters cannot at any cost say exactly what they mean. No one says “I’m mad” but they can say it in 100 other ways.

Wrote a chapter but you dislike it? Rewrite it again from memory. That way you’re only remembering the main parts and can fill in extra details. My teacher who was a playwright literally writes every single script twice because of this.

Don’t overuse metaphors, or they lose their potency. Limit yourself.

Before you write your novel, write a page of anything from your characters POV so you can get their voice right. Do this for every main character introduced.

f!leo gives gentle kisses 💞

thinkin about blurple villain au. how it’s ironic that leo is the one who wears a collar, and not donnie.

leo, the embodiment of wildness, of being free, untethered except by choice. bound only by what he decides himself is worthy of his loyalty. he put the collar on himself and laughed at the absurdity of it. he smiles when he sees it in the mirror because he knows the only hands that will ever touch this clasp are his own.

but then i was like. oh. of course. everything about donnie screams domestication. how he looks at you like something precious. how he puts himself between you and all harm. how the only time he bears his fangs is when you’re in danger. how he never strays from your side. his place is with you. a fact as much a law as the pull of gravity he’s never not felt in your orbit.

donnie doesn’t need a collar. one only needs to look at his face when he gazes at you to see the binding around his neck.

So I’m like hella new to tumblr so idk if I’m doing this right but I saw your art and instantly fell in love. God you’re talented. If I may so humbly request, I am dying for a vampire Mikey. 🙏🏻 only if you want to of course. Remember to take breaks and tend for your health and happiness above all else.

"Sorry about that... you'll forgive me, riiight?"

I've been hesitant to keep posting my yandere art, but it felt wrong to not finish the vampire turtle art I've been making recently! I mostly postponed it because I didn't have inspiration, and I didn't know what pose I wanted to use for him. But I'm happy I managed to get it done. Thanks for sending in this ask, and please have a nice day!

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Hello i have a very specific request but it will not leave my mind

Reader is just entirely in love with the stars, and this is no secret. Donnie makes a lil projector thing that projects the real positions of the stars at the time, and dramatically shows it to em?? Please... thank you so frickin much

rise donnie x gn reader

How many times have you complained about light pollution? Around 500 times, according to Donnie’s data table.

That was around an average of 3.5 mentions per week. You usually mentioned it when outside, during the dark, or when Donnie dragged you in for a documentary on space.

How many times had you mentioned stars? Too many to count. Donnie gave up on that spreadsheet months ago. Oh, there you went again. His fingers itched with the need to put it into the spreadsheet. Maybe he could make a new one standing from this month and forward.

But along with stars and pollution, you had started talking about Texas and Ohio. How you could see the stars so easily from some National Parks there.

You had talked about wanting to move there when you got a job and money.

Ohio and Texas were not New York. Donnie also was sure that the sewers didn’t continue on forever through the entire country and he wasn’t sure how their tank would get through tolls on the highway.

He had two options to convince you to change your mind.

One: solve pollution.

This one was a little difficult. For one, that meant convincing a bunch of countries to stop doing what they were doing immediately and changing. Also, he was a turtle mutant that would be shot dead if he tried to contact a president or dictator’s personal phone number that he definitely did not have.

But there was also the second option: Make an alternative star system. One that would satisfy you enough to stay.

This didn’t mean just taking glow in the dark stars and sticking them on the ceiling. No. That was too basic.

He’d caught you watching time lapses of night skies before. As the Earth spun, the stars moved.

So, he’d have to make a star projector that moved. Even better, he could make it accurate to New York. This meant watching a lot of videos and somehow timing everything right.

But he was Donatello Hamato. It couldn’t take that long right?

Well.

It did. It took forever. His usual projects lasted at most six months. This took him up to close to a year. So he waited for your anniversary to gift it to you. (Luckily, your complaints on light pollution and instances of randomly staring up at the sky had only increased according to his spreadsheet.)

He already has it set up. All he needs to do is to make sure you don’t go into his room—

“No!” he shouts when he spots you opening his curtain. He runs right at you and apparently terrifies you as you jump out of his way. He trips over a sock and falls on his face, inches away from crushing his gift to you.

“Is that an Xbox?” You pick it up off the floor. “You shouldn’t leave this just lying around.”

“Haha… ha!” He snatches it away from you. “Follow me.”

He leads you all the way back to your own home. You’re obviously confused. He asked you to come to the lair and now he’s just bringing you back to your own house. Honestly, the poor turtle was just too nervous and didn’t think it though.

“Close your eyes…” He said as he placed it on your nightstand in your room.

You sat on your bed, waiting.

“Ahem. Drum roll please.” You blindly reached out for your night stand. Donnie moved the projector out of the way in time before you slammed your hands onto it.

Jeez. This thing was going to be broken before he even showed you what it really did.

“Okay. Open.”

Your eyes opened. You stared at him until he almost nervously pointed up at the ceiling. His nervousness disappeared when you gasped in excitement.

“The stars are proportional to real life, obviously scaled down to fit. They also reflect what the stars would look like over New York right now. So, as the Earth rotates, this should show the new stars that would show.”

Your jaw dropped.

“Also, it can adjust to any room you put it in.” He crossed his arms, almost posing proudly. “Happy anniversary.” He already know what is about to happen by the look in your eyes.

He steadied himself just as you launch yourself into his arms.

REAL 90s grunge needs a comeback cause what the fuck is going on

Heyyy, how are you all doing?

I have done this drawing(I think I made it in October?)on paper but I managed to make it digital and painted on ibis paint on my phone.

Many things happened, my laptop went to Valhalla in mid-January, and many other things in my home broke too, I'm studying quite a lot, I downloaded Twitter(the worst choice in my life), I went from center-left to full-left to maybe radical left, and now Elon Musk is attempting a coup in my country just because n4z1 propaganda is illegal here and he considers this 'censorship'. There are other things, but those are the main ones.

Well, anyway, again, how are you all doing? 💕💕💕

an angel on letterboxd just dropped a whole playlist of films free on youtube I was filled with so much love and light I had to share with you guys