#I may be procrastinating a bit

[thetentacleking]

ADHD and me aren’t on the best of terms with cleaning my room

But I do have some factors that’s helping to work a bit, so just wanna share (definitely not procrastinating for a moment on the cleaning):

-Listening to a stim playlist that’s fast paced; Keeps my brain stimulated and hyped with dopamine to let me push through with sorting through stuff

-Working in small sections; Like going with “Clear all the books off my bed” instead of “Clear my bed” as it helps make it a little less overwhelming than the overall task at hand

-Having a ‘deadline’ to meet; I have relatives coming up soon that need my room to stay in, so having that coming up fast helps fuel the need for a panic-fueled drive to get moving; Even if you don’t have guest coming, having the idea of a deadline you need to meet to get the thing clean may help push you to get it done

-Having the idea that someone is going to go into your room to clean things up instead of you can get myself moving to get cleaning, as I’ve seen with other ADHDers and Autistic folks, having someone ‘threaten’ to go clean your space can be stressing and to avoid having them go in to where needs to be cleaned can drive you to go get it done before they get the chance

These are definitely not a catch all advice and stuff, but some strategies to have in mind that could potentially help, and I hope that someone can find this helpful!

If anyone else has any advice or strategies of their own to add, please do! You are more than welcome to share and I would be happy to see what else that could be helpful c:

Rather try to connect with the ADHD tumblr community than search google and get shit like this as ‘helpful advice’:

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[nellandvoid]

when you try to flirt with the weird guy from the cabin in the woods but he’s so depressed that he doesn’t even look at you while you’re talking to him

panels from a scrapped first meet concept (ended up changing how they actually meet) but i love how they look aka: i spent so much fucking time drawing them that i couldn’t just not show y’all

they do still first “meet” when stan does his first tour and takes ford’s identity, but they don’t actually meet-meet until about a week later

she worked as a janitor at dusk 2 dawn at the time and would deliver groceries to the actual ford when he stopped doing his weekly restock (he helped her clean up a spill once so she decided she owed him her life) so they have their first one-on-one convo when she goes to drop the groceries off and stan invites her in to look around as a thank-you when he recognizes her from the tour, and she agrees cause she was originally very curious about why ford never let her into his cabin before when dropping off groceries and then became even MORE curious when he just. randomly charges everyone to come take a tour of the place

[r0semultiverse]

Rose Lalonde Sprites & Edits

Use these for whatever you want, just give credit if you use these for anything!

[glass-oranges]

Hiiii I made a core picrew if u wanna check that out I think that would be super cool <3

[crow-eyed]

Genuinely obsessed with the ominous Tana reflection in his glasses - Superboy #9

[laundrybiscuits]

(wait for the season to come back to me tag)

Robin crosses her arms. “Okay, so when you said you could fly, that was…a blatant falsehood. A vile calumny. Not to put too fine a point on it: a filthy lie.”

“Fuck you, I can fly!” squawks Eddie.

“Sure. Like, three feet.” Robin does not look impressed.

“That’s three more feet than you, bloodbag.”

“You’re barely hovering, Penn Jillette. Call me when you get powers that don’t totally suck.” Robin visibly realizes her mistake as Eddie laughs so hard he does an off-kilter roll in mid-air.

“Oh, Buckley. I can’t even touch that one, it’s way too easy.”

Eddie drifts over to the couch and collapses. It does look like it takes a lot out of him to do stuff like that, sometimes.

Steve is already sitting on the couch, so he ends up with Eddie’s feet in his lap. He casually drops a hand onto Eddie’s ankle. Eddie runs a little cooler than a human, but not that much. Robin’s been trying to see if his temperature changes at different times of day.

“The hell does it matter if Eddie can fly real high?” Steve asks.

“It doesn’t,” says Robin. “Except for how he was all like ooh I am a creature of the night, I stalk the shadows from above and it turns out he can basically float just enough to clear the coffee table. It’s like, an extended jump.”

“That’s still pretty awesome, though.”

“Steve thinks I’m awesome,” Eddie warbles.

“Not what I said,” says Steve, but he smiles at Eddie and rubs his thumb over the bony jut of Eddie’s ankle. He thinks he’s probably never going to get over how good it is to have Eddie close and touchable like this.

Robin heaves an exasperated sigh and ambles into the bathroom to rummage through her makeup. Tonight is lesbian karaoke night at a bar in Andersonville, and Robin’s been pretty determined to work a Joan Jett look this time around.

“I mean, you don’t literally suck blood though, do you?” she calls through the open door. “It’s not like you’ve got fangs or anything.”

“Uh, I definitely have fangs, Robin.”

“Ok, but you know what I mean. Ow, fuck, my eye.”

Robin wanders back out, dabbing at her kohl-lined eyes with a tissue. Steve thinks she did okay with the makeup, but he’s definitely not an expert.

“You’re not exactly, like, Bella Lugosi’s Count Dracula, are you?” she says. “I don’t see any swooning damsels in nightgowns with delicate puncture wounds on their heaving bosoms around here.”

Eddie wrinkles his nose. “Gross. I mean, sure, that’s not exactly how I…how it works. But I still definitely have fangs. Like sharks, see?” Eddie opens his mouth and yeah, Steve can see serrated teeth descending in little rows, stacked close together. Eddie pokes Robin and gestures at his mouth, going “Ngaaah” until she rolls her eyes and looks too.

“Yeah, congrats,” she says. “You already showed me the first night you were here, remember? When Steve kidnapped you from the bar?”

“Um, excuse you, I did not kidnap Eddie,” says Steve.

“You kidnapped me a little bit.” Eddie prods Steve with his foot. “You lured me in with promises of embarrassing photographs, which were really pretty disappointing, all things considered. Way less embarrassing than I thought they were going to be.”

Robin, who is a traitor, says: “Oh, you should get him to show you the photos from Dustin’s graduation! He was trying so hard to look like a respectable adult that he ended up going way overboard and people kept assuming he was one of the actual parents.”

“Yes!” Eddie springs up. “Buckley, you’re a saint.”

Steve groans, and Robin pats him on the head as she grabs her keys. “Have fun, boys.”

“Come on,” says Steve, resigned. “I’ve got one framed in my room.”

[ildiavoloro55o]

Do I have a deadline in 8 hours? Yes.

Have I finished my work? No.

Did I ignore said work and started writing a new Lestappen fic and wrote almost half of it? Maybe.

Do I regret it? Will find out in 8 hours when I will be submitting said work (if i finish it)

[mordenandmerry]

Doing my discussion board post that’s due at midnight on the toilet at 11pm like God intended

[nenoname]

im surprised that most people's reaction to baby bill wasnt "god i want to punt that thing into the sun like a football" and instead was "omggg we should draw cutesy art with him and kid ford"

[beeing-stuupid]

#46

Dance with me

To the melody of the gunfire

To the beat of bodies

As they drop to the floor

Spin me in your arms

While hearts spin in your hands

Suddenly free from their prison

Suffocating in bone

Let the orchestra guide you

The wind push you

As you push the lives around

Toward a bottomless pit in hell

[5280ft]

its not like i care or anything,

[skelebab]

Accidentally absorbed a new blorbo my bad guys

[rainc0at]

me and my absolute lack of self discipline is struggling writing. im just sat here staring at this word doc. i have notes, i know what direction i want to take the next part, i just have to develop the first chapter some more. don't even have to finish it! but i should add more so there's more for me to work from for the next chapter! but i am instead sat here staring at it thinking of my book and rewatching the dakota video i watched an hour ago. this happens far too much. and i do believe that the way to become more disciplined is to just DO things regardless. but. wow.

[thelibraryiscool]

in theory i fully support the whole 'between christmas and new year's do nothing at all'

in practice i have been grading all this time and will be doing other work every single day, probably

[crystalromana]

when this is mentioned in continuity section but the very in depth summary does not mention a kiss. it makes you think they kissed. which now makes me want to listen to destiny of the doctor: enemy alien

[towersofviolet]

after a few days of "what have i got myself in for", today's writing session was a Huge Success. 4200 words on the identity fic today, bringing its current wordcount to just over 10,000. it is so so self-indulgent but i am loving writing it now i'm properly in the groove. every time i get stuck i think 'what would i like to read' and i just write that. i'm actually seeing a future with this fic and like i might actually finish and post it? which is strange to think about when my last published fic was in 2014(!). so watch this space i guess?