anyone else ever get like emotionally dependent on a certain hyperfixation? like your main and nearly only source of joy comes from that thing and content for it and it’s like the main thing you think about or that’s in the back of your mind all day? and it’s like you’re so dependent on it, and you’re aware of it, to the point where it’s like you’re blissful but also deeply sad at the exact same time when thinking about it or consuming it? it’s like a bone deep euphoric melancholy… and it’ll consume you for a while until you slowly become less dependent on it. and it’s like you don’t get to choose when that is. it just happens. either slowly or all at once. maybe another hyperfixation takes it place or something. anyway, yeah, i get like that sometimes. never know how long it’ll last.
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I’m trying to find things for local theater, but I literally can’t find any. And I’m actually so sad about it. I really want to audition for something, but I can’t because the area I live in doesn’t have much for theater, or anything under the large umbrella of art. And like, I know I’d be decent at singing for a musical, but I’m still terrified to audition. Like, what if I don’t get casted bc of my tics, bc of the area I live in? Ik it’s probably an irrational fear, but like, that could stop me from getting more important rolls. aughewgsyshwhdyvs I hate this so muchbsgxgsj
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I appear to be writing more MLC fic, which is not the sequel to the one I finished posting a couple of days ago.
So, DFS and LXY, hiding out in the wedding room, drinking the wine. Only JLQ had known that DFS wasn’t going to want her in bed - he didn’t want to marry her at all and he certainly didn’t want to get intimate with her.
So the wine is drugged, there an aphrodisiac in it.
DFS and LXY have the option of taking care of matter themselves with regards to its effect. They are aware of what they are doing.
L ‘I Don’t have desires anymore’ XY telling DFS he won’t be affected. That he’s not been able to get it up for years - just another side effect of the poison.
Then finding that no, he’s actually completely wrong on that matter, and it is affecting him after all. And it’s wonderful and awful, because it reminds him of what he’s lost.
Anyway they have to confront things between them that they been ignoring, and they are both downright awful at talking about feelings. So they fuck about it, and maybe some honest words are spoken.
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these lyrics r so funny Heart can’t do math I bet the fastest way to get him to give Mind control is to ask Heart anything math related like “(that is NOT my department)” he just like me fr fr
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