#Marvin with adhd

[imupsetaboutsomething]

Random head canon time-

Marvin can draw really good, like REALLY good.

[Christian Borle can draw, so marvin can too in my mind]

Some times at work he’ll get  distracted [ADHD] and start doodling on some random pack of sticky notes. people,objects, random shapes, the list goes on.

Once he accidentally Found himself doodling pages after pages of whizzer sketchs, he took his best one and stuck it to his bulletin board so he has something to look at when he’s bored

He also has a tiny cabinet dedicated to sticky notes he has drawn on.

Once whizzer stopped in at marvin’s office and found his collection of drawn on sticky notes. Whizzer now buys marvin multiple packs of them each week to make sure marvin actually has some for work purposes and not just doodling.

[glitter-bonez]

tally hall memes and shitposts because its the 10 year anniversary of miracle musical!

also because i like this band a normal, regular, neurotypical amount and i think about them a normal amount and i am not constantly holding back urges to make unfunny tally hall references

[jellyfishdoodler]

ADHD and Autism creatures (theyre best friends from different dimensions)

[1luvferrets]

My adhd couldn’t let me do anything else until this poll ended BUT I GUESS WHIZZVIN IS PREGNANT

I don’t know when I’m gonna write or post it but hopefully this week

[shewantsitall]

today one of my students called another kid stupid within my hearing and when I asked him (very calmly and in a neutral tone) if that was a kind thing to say he fell to the ground sobbing and saying he didn’t say that from the mere question and idk

something about that is just so marvin falsettos to me

it’s the gaslighting and dramatics combo I think?

[brightlotusmoon]

I am very disappointed in the Futurama fandom on Facebook. People are whining and complaining about every single episode of the newest season without stepping back to say what they enjoyed. It is exhausting. Is it exhausting for them to be angry like that? Is it energizing? They got what they wanted. They can't find enough parts they loved? How often has this happened with a franchise?

I'm in my forties, only been diagnosed autistic since the 2010s, and seeing Patterns everywhere. It's not just me. It better not be just me.

[shortylikestea]

Today im posting 2 cuz yesterday I was really overstimulated and didnt post

4 oct: open fracture / head trauma / juggling

5 oct: stitches/shakey hands/halloween decorating

Im happy with day 5. It helped regain confidence. I do wish I'd made the eyes more distinct from eachother so its clear the parts come from different humans.

[ashtonisvibing]

You 🤝 me

Projecting autism and transness onto the blorbo of all time (Jackie)

YES SOMEONE WHO UNDERSTANDS

jackie is autistic and trans and you can pry this from my cold dead hands!

[glass-trash-bab]

Thinking about the egos again, Marvin probably has undiagnosed autism

[septicwriters]

What I think your favorite ego says about you!

Dark: You are one of two things: you are cool, calm, and collective or, batshit wild. Regardless of which, when you snap, YOU SNAP. Whoever pissed you off better pray to the old gods because the new one ain't picking up his phone. You either seem like you have your shit together, or you really do. There is no in-between.

Anti: Relax? Who is she? Who are eccentric from the start. You are quiet at first, making people think you are shy and just have to warm up to them, when in reality, you are biding your time. Watching your surroundings to see how everyone ticks, and then you strike. Violence is not always your attack, you can also deal out verbal attacks as well. Your RBF is on point.

Wilford: You are that person who is cheerful to hide your trauma. Sorry, but we can still see it. You can't hide a body behind a glass wall. You will smile and give homemade treats and remember everyone's birthday, but everyone once in a while, you will say something to cause everyone's concern to go to an 11. High ADHD levels.

Jackie: You are that one person that is motivated beyond belief. You will wear yourself out with over positivity and helping others and then break down in a public restroom. Crying from stress is a call for attention, even in an empty room (false, cry if you need too) can't drink coffee because it sends your hyperness through the roof and gives you a headache.

Damien: You are the mom friend of the group, you either have snack pouches and juice, or a way to reprimand your friends. You are shy around confrontation, but always quick to come up with a solution to a problem. You wouldn't share homework answered, but would help with the homework. You are the designated driver.

Chase: things you cry at: cat videos, cute kid videos, slice of life anime, cute finales of comedies. You have some sort of an addiction. Coffee, alcohol, cleanliness, art, your hobby, collecting hobbies. Something to keep your hand busy is always needed, helps tame the voices. Your therapist friend begs you to go to therapy, but who can afford it? Definitely not you, and besides, you aren't even that serious. Thinking about death is normal, right? Right?!

Celine: you are the wine aunt. Weather that is literal or towards your friends, that is your title and you where it with pride. Might be some sort of witch. You can become serious quickly, you go from go lucky to problem solver 1-100 real fast. You are always available, even if you're not happy about it. You listen to problems and come up with half good answers. Sorry to say, but arson is not always the answer.

Schneep: you are the therapist friend, and you need a therapist. Carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders. Must have perfect grades, perfect attendance, perfect ingernal. Coffee is not breakfast, nor is it good to drink at 3 in the afternoon. Eat some real food, please, granola bars are not going to get you through the day.

Actor: in some way, shape, or form, you are a profectionist. People may get upset about the way things must line up, if your drink is one inch higher than expected, everything is ruined. Everything must be perfect, or it's terrible. You either love art, or an artist yourself who hates your art. When someone tells you you are a profectionist, you lash out in anger. Take a nap, might do you good.

JJ: silent but deadly. Words are very rarely exchanged with those outside your friend group. When someone asks you what you are reading, you lift up your book to show the title and continue to read. You made your own lunches at school. If someone crosses you, you will be passive aggressive about it. Dresses formal for every occasion.

Google: you have anger issues, eldest sibling , reliable one? When someone needs advice, you are the first to go to. You regularly go to those warehouses to destroy things. You don't work well with others, prefer to work alone than In a group. Effortlessly get A's on tests.

Marvin: you are either gay, or the gayest straight person. If there's no glitter, you don't want it. You're temper is fiery, but your significant other wouldn't have you any other way. You have enemies, and your friends are worried about that. You have either mental or physical scars and are self conscious about them. Your scars tell your story, don't be embarrassed. You live in the library and write papers that aren't necessary.

Bing: your favorite Ninja turtle was Mikey. Love Bill and Ted. The life of the party, always trying to be the cool guy. You fail at it, but you don't let that slow you down. You once tried to do something reckless, failed, and said that you'll practice until you do it. You succeed. You do anything you put your mind to. Useless facts, no, no one knew that otters hold hands while sleeping to not drift away, but thank you for sharing. Orange crush is your favorite drink.

Tell me how accurate I am!

[greydoesthearts]

Disability/Pride Headcanons!!

Just having fun and explaining some of my personal lore stuff more :]

Basics:

Jackie: He/him transmasc nonbinary, quoiromantic and gay. Autistic, vision and hearing loss.

Marvin: He/him genderqueer with fem tendencies, queer unlabelled. AuDHD, magic-related chronic pain and headaches, farsighted/astigmatism.

Henrik: He/him cassgender, demiro-gay. ADHD, PTSD, anisometropia (nearsighted+farsighted), memory issues.

Anti: He/it, also cassgender, queer with a preference for men. AuDHD, power-related nerve damage.

Chase: He/they cis and pan. ADHD, PTSD, hearing loss, nerve damage.

Jameson: He/they demiboy, bi-ace. AuDHD, C-PTSD, magic&trauma-related memory issues.

In-depth and bonuses below!!

Jackie

He's autistic with a focused struggle in sensory issues, social interactions and sense of danger. He also has pretty big trauma responses to certain things which isn't great for his field but he deals.

His sight is pretty bad so he wear glasses in civilian form and his mask has special lenses for hero duty, and his hearing isn't great either (from braving... several explosions) but he doesn't really do much about that.

Marvin

He's AuDHD. His ADHD makes him struggle to focus his mind on most tasks unless they catch his attention but once he's focused on it, His. Mind. Is. Set. Affects his magic sometimes. He's very touch-averse with most people and gets irritable quite easily. His magic causes pain flare-ups so he uses a cane sometimes.

He wears glasses, too, but for a general farsightedness and slight astigmatism. He suffers from headaches frequently.

Henrik

He has ADHD and has the same focus difficulties as Marvin, with a side serving of getting frustrated incredibly easily about it. His PTSD and accompanying flashbacks are also quite a challenge, causing a bad memory/a memory he doesn't really trust.

He's nearsighted and farsighted and got teased for his glasses as a kid, while others were fascinated bythe differing lenses.

Anti

He's AuDHD, glitches are a form of near-constant fidgeting/stimming, and he hates the feeling of anything on his feet hence he doesn't wear shoes or anything.

His body feels pretty numb from what he speculates is nerve damage from his glitching, but of course it hasn't really gotten that checked out, nor does it have a way to.

Chase

Unmedicated ADHD and suffering for it, though it's mostly due to his time at I.R.I.S. and being unhoused and he just. Never got back to it. Has horrible insomnia and PTSD/accompanying flashbacks.

Hard of hearing in one ear. Also has nerve damage but moreso located to his spine so sometimes he can't move all too well, nor do his arms work well when he's flaring up. He has a cane and hearing aids but is bad at using both.

Jameson

He's AuDHD with C-PTSD. Has trouble with both controlling and portraying their emotions for reasons connected to... well, everything.

They also struggle with memory problems but that's connected to time travel partly, as well as dissociation. He's looked into and tried some coping mechanisms but hasn't found any one thing that works quite yet.

(+BONUS)

Stacey

She/they intersex woman, ace-lesbian.

She also had the AuDHD, struggling with organisational things and having a disjointed mind, mostly.

They had patellofemoral pain syndrome (runner's knee) with no treatments that helped so they had surgery and ended up with chronic pain that required a cane.

Kid Brody

All pronouns, grew up in a pretty queer household.

They were AuDHD as well and still figuring out what affected them the most as well as how to cope. He dealt with chronic insomnia from having hella nightmares.

She was also born prematurely and was a T1D so used an insulin pump.

Sam Septiceye

It/its, pan-aroace.

It's an eye. There's not much to say on disabilities but it's gotten some scars over the years and as it ages it's slowly getting more and more worse for wear.

It's got some trauma from living in a tank in Henrik’s office and witnessing the stuff that's gone on. But mostly it'll just freeze or fawn in any circumstance that might bring attention to it.

[wafflureal]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚"Embrace the silence of the abyss"✧˖°.

hallo everynyan ! :3 my name is Noelle, pronouns she/her or they/them and I'm 16 years old, 17 next year. I'm going to be uploading my art on here, although do note that I indulge more content than I do create so bare with me on that. My flavorite hobbies are drawing and playing guitar. My main fandoms include:

Cookie Run: Kingdom

Friday Night Funkin

Lego Ninjago

Camp Camp

Scott Pilgrim

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Don't Hug Me I'm Scared

Omori

Undertale and Deltarune

The Owl House

Amphibia

Smiling Friends

There isn't much else to mention so here are some facts ab me :3 !! --

I created Pure Vanilla Cookie's Wet Tingles after seeing it in a dream and no it isn't "𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂" at all (see more about it here)

My favorite overall cookie run character is Hydrangea Cookie, but my favorite kingdom cookie is Black Pearl Cookie (who would've guessed)

I am a satanist and practice witchcraft :3

I have Tourettes syndrome and my main tics are stuttering and twitching my neck, I'm also autistic and have ADHD

Favorite music albums are:

Metallica's Black Album

Marvin's Marvelous Mechanical Museum

Hawaii: Part II

Weezer's Blue Ablum

please check out my pronoun page here so you know what to and what not to call me

*also please do not insult or send me slander of any of my favorite characters i will immediately get very upset at you

DNI:

- LGBTQphobes

- ableists

- anyone > 21

- anyone < 14

- nazis

- pro-/comshippers

PLEASE INTERACT !:

- any of the aforementioned fandoms

- Wet Tingles fans

- real silly billies

- anyone 14 - 21

- basically if you don't fall into the dni category

other socials : tiktok, twitter, instagram

*i post more ab my personal life on my instagram, therefore it's private but if you're interested in my day-to-day life send a follow request ! :3

that about wraps it up ! :3 enjoy my tumblr presence

[kalcifers-blog]

What are some of your more self-indulgent headcanons?

Okay so here's a few!!

Chase Brody has green centralised heterochromia (the eye colour I have)

Marvin is Scouse, grew up in Liverpool and moved down to London to be closer to the Magic Circle

All of the Egos are queer in some way

Jackie has a crooked nose and chipped tooth

The only reason Henrik has longer hair is because he has been so busy working that he hasn't noticed how long it's gotten

Henrik has dark brown eyes

Marvin's eyes were hazel before they turned cat like

Jackie's eyes have always been blue but now they're unnaturally vibrant because of his powers

Jackie and JJ talk shit about people in sign language because they find it funny (they also teach each other BSL and ASL)

JJ always seems to have an ungodly amount of gossip. Like you'd mention some random person, he'll somehow know exactly who you're talking about and he gives ALLL the drama

Jackie turns off his hearing aids whenever he doesn't want to talk to someone anymore

All of the Egos are either ADHD or Autistic or both

[vinniehorror]

Chapter 1: The Blackout

Now playing: ADHD-Kendrick Lamar

The city streets were bathed in the soft, amber glow of the streetlights as Samari Diggins made her way to her neighborhood. Her footsteps echoed against the concrete, the rhythm of her stride a familiar comfort in the night. Despite the darkness shrouding half of her vision, Samari navigated the familiar route with practiced ease, her remaining eye sharp and attentive.

It was a random night in August. She was just trying to go home and get her homework done while her Uncle Martin blasted Marvin Gaye on his record player and danced around the house, eventually finding his way to her room to annoyingly sing the lyrics out of key to distract her from her studies. To give her a mini break so she could show him how to sing the song. She wanted to go home and wait for that soft knock on her window so she could open it and meet eyes with Rowan, who hated his home with no love and affection and came to the people who always loved and encouraged him to be better.

It would've been the perfect ending to her night. But sadly a group of drunk teenagers ruined that night. Because on the way to the house, a car smashed into her uncle's Cadillac and rammed it into a nearby brick wall. Samari was lucky to survive, only losing sight in one of her eyes and broken ribs. Her uncle however had no chance. That night, she lost the one person that cared enough to raise her in this cruel world.

It had officially been 3 years since the accident. But the memory still haunted her, an ever-present shadow that occasionally crept into her thoughts. The loss of her uncle, the man who had been a father figure to her, had cut deeply, leaving an ache that time had only partially healed. Every time she thinks about the man, she feels guilt. Constantly thinking about what could've happened if she didn't call him to pick her up and walked home instead.

Would he be at home? Ranting to the tv about how Kyrie should've took the shot when he had the chance. Maybe he would be at Roscoe Gene's home, stealing the poor man's money in a game of poker. Or with Dorthy Mae, the woman he had been chasing for the past 2 decades.

As Samari rounded the corner, her gaze focused on the path ahead, her other eye betraying nothing of the turmoil within. She had grown accustomed to the curious stares and whispered questions, the occasional well-meaning offer of assistance. To them, she was the poor, unfortunate girl - the one who had endured tragedy and emerged scarred. But Samari refused to be defined by her disability, determined to forge her own path, even if it meant navigating the world with a constant reminder of her loss.

Tonight, she had sought solace in the familiar rhythm of her evening walk, hoping to clear her mind before the impending stress of final exams. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of late-night study sessions and frantic cramming, and Samari yearned for a moment of peace, a chance to breathe and gather her thoughts. To free herself from the thought of a textbook filled with information that probably wouldn't be useful for the exam. To be free of the thought of Rowan, who is most likely off making money doing street racing rather than being at her house like he promised.

As she reached the entrance to the park, Samari paused, gazing up at the inky blackness of the sky. The stars twinkled, their light filtering through the branches of the towering oak trees that lined the path. It was in these quiet moments, when the rest of the world seemed to fade away, that Samari felt a sense of calm wash over her. Steeling herself, she continued on, her stride steady and confident. The familiar scent of blooming jasmine filled the air, mingling with the crisp coolness of the night. Samari savored these small sensations, allowing them to ground her in the present moment, away from the distractions and demands of her daily life.

Samari found a nice spot at a picnic table and wiped the area off before sitting on the table, always finding it comfortable to sit there than sitting on the bench. Every time she sits on the table, she hears her mother words in her head.

"Samari Diggins get off that table!" Her mother would yell. "Ladies do not sit on tables."

"Oh Michelle let that girl sit on the table," Her uncle would yell from the grill, holding a tight grip on his towel as he made his way over to Samari and her mother. "Them seats are far from comfortable and you used to sit the same way."

A small smile made its way to her lips as she could picture her mother's eyes rolling at Uncle Martin's words as he gave her a toothy grin. Samari knew underneath that annoyed look on her mother's face, that she couldn't stay mad at her brother for too long. It was always hard for people to stay mad at Martin, he just had that personality. She couldn't help but let out a sigh as her chocolate eyes looked up at the dark sky. Perhaps they're both upstairs, Michelle rolling her eyes as Martin smiles after successfully getting on her nerves. Maybe they're in heaven arguing about Samari still sitting on the table instead of the bench.

Suddenly, a faint rumbling in the distance caught her attention, and Samari paused, straining to discern the source. The air seemed to crackle with an undercurrent of energy, and she felt a prickling sensation at the back of her neck. Instinctively, she reached up to touch the scar that marred her left eye, a remnant of the accident that had forever altered the course of her life. Before Samari could react, a blinding flash of light erupted in the distance, followed by a deafening boom that reverberated through the park. The force of the explosion sent a shockwave through the air, knocking Samari off balance and sending her tumbling to the ground.

As she lay there, disoriented and struggling to regain her bearings, Samari felt a strange sensation wash over her. It was as if the world had been plunged into a deep, inky darkness, save for the faint, flickering glow of the streetlights.

She blinked, her good eye straining to make sense of her surroundings, but the familiar landscape had been swallowed by the overwhelming blackness. Panic gripped Samari's heart as she realized that the blackout had somehow affected more than just the park. She scrambled to her feet, her hands trembling as she reached out, desperately seeking a lifeline in the oppressive darkness.

"Hello?" she called out, her voice wavering with uncertainty. "Is anyone there?"

The only response was the eerie, deafening silence that hung in the air, punctuated by the distant wail of sirens. Samari felt a chill run down her spine, a premonition of something deeply unsettling about to unfold. As she stood there, surrounded by the all-consuming darkness, Samari couldn't help but wonder if this was just the beginning of a series of events that would forever change the course of her life.

Samari's heart pounded in her chest as she tried to make sense of the bizarre,unsettling situations unfolding around her. The complete blackout had an ominous, foreboding quality to it that sent a shiver down her spine.

Groping blindly in the darkness, samari fumbled for her phone, praying it still had battery life. As the screen flickered to life, casting an eerie blue glow, she was relieved to see she had a signal.

But her relief quickly turned to dread as she saw the flood of frantic messages and missed calls from Rowan.

9:42 pm

Otw to your house Mari. I know you told me to be on time but I got distracted with working on this new car we got in the shop. But I got your favorite meal from Jimmy's to make up for it and a coworker of mine recommended a movie for us to watch if you're down with that

9:47 pm

Mari where are you? Usually you'll be in your room studying or in the living room ready to kill me for being late. But you're late and that's not like my Mari. Hit me back as soon as you can

9:56 pm

Okay now you're scaring me. I called the library and they said you left an hour ago. If I don't get a response in 5 minutes, I'm going out to look for you myself.

10:04 pm

Mari I don't know where you are but I'm praying you found a nearby place to stay at cause there's a blackout and the cops keep telling me to stay indoors but I can't sit here in the dark while you're outside. I don't even know if you're safe or not. Please hit me back or come back home.

"MASS POWER OUTAGE REPORT R ACROSS THE CITY..."

"AUTHORITIES INVESTIGATING SOURCE, URGING CITIZENS TO STAY INDOORS..."

"MULTIPLE EMERGENCY INCIDENTS, POLICE AND FIRE DEPARTMENTS OVERWHELMED..."

Samari's hands shook as she scrolled through the alerts, her mind racing as her eye grasped as much information as it could. This was no ordinary blackout-something catastrophic was unfolding, and she was stranded alone in the pitch black, with no idea what dangers might be lurking in the shadows.

She frantically typed out a message to Rowan, desperately hoping he was safe. A noise of shock fell from her mouth when her phone shut off in front of her face, the blue glow no longer able to protect her from the darkness.

"Fuck." Samari said in a shaky voice, shoving her phone back into her pocket

Samari knew she needed to find shelter, and fast. The streets were no place to be with the city plunged into this unsettling darkness.

Tentatively, she began to make her way forward, her hands outstretched as she navigated the unfamiliar terrain. The air was thick with a palpable sense of unease, and the eerie silence was broken only by the wail of distant sirens.

Samari's mind raced with questions - what had caused this blackout? Was it an accident, or something more sinister? And with the emergency services overwhelmed, who or what might be lurking in the impenetrable darkness?

As she pressed on, a growing sense of dread settled in the pit of her stomach. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched, that unseen eyes were trained on her from the void. Every shadow seemed to hold the potential for danger, and Samari knew she needed to find safety - and answers - as quickly as possible.

Samari's heart raced as she stumbled through the pitch-black streets, the eerie silence punctuated only by the distant wail of sirens. An uneasy feeling had settled in the pit of her stomach, and she couldn't shake the sense that she was being watched, that unseen eyes were trained on her from the void.

Suddenly, a hand emerged from the shadows and grabbed her by the arm. Samari screamed in fear as she jerked back and quickly started to run opposite of where the shadowy figure was. Where was she going? She had no idea but Samari knew that she wasn't alone. Whatever had grabbed her arm was definitely not far behind as she could hear fast footsteps behind her.

Samari's heart pounded in her chest as she bolted through the pitch-black streets, the sound of her own frantic footsteps echoing in the eerie silence. The hand that had reached out from the shadows still burned on her skin, spurring her to run faster, desperate to put as much distance between herself and the lurking danger.

She weaved erratically, crashing through shrubs and nearly tripping over unseen obstacles in her blind flight. Samari's lungs burned, but the adrenaline coursing through her veins pushed her onward, fueled by sheer terror.

The relentless pounding of feet behind her told Samari that her pursuer was gaining ground. She couldn't see them, but the thought of being caught in this impenetrable darkness filled her with dread. Samari couldn't imagine what horrors might befall her if she were to be overtaken.

Suddenly, her foot caught on an uneven patch of ground, and Samari tumbled forward, landing hard on the pavement. She cried out in pain as her palms scraped against the rough surface, but there was no time to dwell on her injuries. Samari scrambled to her feet, her panicked gaze darting around the all-encompassing blackness, searching for any hint of her pursuer.

The sound of footsteps was growing closer, and Samari knew she had to act fast. Spotting the dark woods nearby, she hurled herself towards it, praying it would provide some semblance of cover and safety. Crouching low, Samari held her breath, her whole body trembling as she slowly made her way towards the back of a huge tree and strained to listen for any sign of the person who chased her.

The seconds ticked by agonizingly slow, and Samari could hear the blood pounding in her ears. Silence surrounded the area but she knew better to say anything, she was too paranoid to even think of a noise. After a few minutes, Samari slowly peeked from behind the tree, her eye widening at the sight of a dark figure walking past the entrance of the woods. She dared not even to breathe, her heart racing as she waited, terrified, for the figure to move on. Even though she was down an eye, it didn't stop her from keeping her other one on the figure.

Just as the figure began to recede into the distance, a sudden movement in her peripheral vision made Samari jump. She whirled around, her heart leaping into her throat, only to find...a small woodland creature scurrying across the forest floor.

Samari let out a shaky breath, her nerves frayed from the adrenaline. "Just a squirrel," she murmured to herself, trying to slow her racing pulse.

But as she turned back to peer out from behind the tree, a bone-chilling sight met her gaze. There, mere feet away, stood the dark figure, its unseen face just inches from her own. Samari's breath caught in her throat as she stared, transfixed, into the impenetrable darkness of the entity's visage.

For a heart-pounding moment, time seemed to stand still. Samari's mind raced, desperately searching for some way to escape this nightmarish encounter. But just as she began to take a step back, the figure lurched forward, its shadowy form attaching itself to her.

Samari screamed, her voice piercing the eerie silence of the woods. She thrashed and fought, but the entity's grip was unrelenting, pressing itself deeper into her skin. Samari could feel shadow figure moving inside of her body, bouncing itself around as it explored her insides.

What was this...this thing?

Samari's mind whirled with a thousand unanswered questions as the darkness closed in, her desperate cries echoing hauntingly through the trees as the shadow successfully infiltrated her body.

She fell to her knees as the shadow disappeared, allowing her to be able to move again. Samari grabbed the tree for support as she slowly pulled herself up, her body feeling heavier than usual.

Samari stumbled through the woods, occasionally stopping to hold onto her body in pain as she could feel her body resisting against whatever that shadow figure put inside of her. Samari's body swayed constantly as she walked out of the woods.

Just let it happen

Stop resisting

"No...I'm not letting...whatever you are take my body..." Samari whispered to herself and the voice in her head as she staggered onto the empty road, her vision blurred and her body wracked with agonizing spasms.

Wait something is coming fast

A bright light shined on the side of her face. The woman turned her head and with widen eyes watched as a car was driving in full speed at her.

GET OUT OF THE WAY

Samari brought her hands out, hoping that the car would quickly stop before hitting her. And it seemed a bit of luck was in her favor as the driver slammed on its brakes, the car lurching to the side as they fought to maintain control of it. Tires squealed and gravel flew as the vehicle skidded to a stop, mere inches from where Samari stood.

Samari took heavy breaths as she dropped her arms and leaned herself back, feeling herself lose balance as she fell back on the road. She could hear two car doors open before frantic steps were made towards her.

"Oh shit Mari!" Rowan yelled as he bent down to inspect her, leaning her body against his thigh. He snapped his fingers a couple times in her face, trying to get her attention and letting out a sigh of relief when her eyes moved in his direction.

"That's it, just keep your eyes on me." Rowan said as he gently slid one arm underneath her knees and the other around her back, carefully scooping her up into his arms and making his way to the passenger side of the car, laying her down in the passenger seat before putting her seat buckle on her. He closed the car door before quickly making his way to the driver's side and getting in, putting his seatbelt on first and then driving away from the woods.

Just close your eyes and stop resisting. Your body can't keep fighting me much longer

Samari's eyes throbbed as she struggled to keep her half vision on Rowan who was driving on the road as if he was in a street race. She slowly began to close both of her eyes, almost giving in to the voice but the sound of Rowan snapping his fingers brought her back, her eyes shot open as she jolted from it.

"I need you awake right now. What's the name of my cat?" Rowan asked Samari, a small thing the two have picked up and started doing whenever one or the other is supposed to stay awake.

Samari's brow furrowed as she tried to focus on Rowan's question, but the pounding in her head was making it increasingly difficult to think.

"Your...your cat?" she stammered, her voice weak and strained. "It's...Orion, right?" Even as she spoke the words, Samari felt a twinge of uncertainty. Had that been the cat's name? Her memories were growing hazy, the edges blurring as that oppressive weight continued to bear down on her.

Rowan nodded, his expression a mix of relief and concern. "That's right, good. Just stay with me, Samari. We're almost to the hospital, okay?"

Samari tried to nod, but the simple movement sent a jolt of pain through her skull. She winced, her eyes clenching shut as a wave of dizziness washed over her.

"Rowan..." she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't feel right..."

Rowan's grip tightened on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. "Hang on, Samari. We're almost there, just stay awake for me, alright?"

But Samari could feel the darkness closing in, her consciousness slipping away. The car seemed to sway and tilt around her, and she struggled to focus on Rowan's voice, to keep her eyes open.

"Rowan..." she murmured again, her words barely coherent. "I...I can't..." And with that, Samari's head fell back against the seat, her body going limp as she succumbed to the overwhelming darkness.

Samari?

Samari, can you hear me?

[sarahlovesadultcartoonz]

Had to make a introduction abut me cuz idk

My name is Sarah

My favorite shows are the muppet show, animaniacs, ghost and Molly McGee, casagrandes, the loud house, don't hug me I'm scared, sonic x, sonic boom, the letter people, Eddsworld, sesame street, Rocko's Modern Life, Ren and Stimpy, CRiTORA, Catdog, moral Orel, muppets tonight, fanboy and Chum Chum, Fred Figglehorn, cartoonmania, mandela catalogue, walten files, Fred the Show, hi hi puffy Ami yumi, your favorite martian the series, nostalgia critic, angry video game nerd and potter puppet pals

My favorite movies are the muppet movie, the muppets, muppets most wanted, adventures of Elmo in Grouchland, Fred the movie, Fred 3 the movie, Fred 2 night of the living Fred and CartoonMania: the movie

My hyperfixations are mad scientist cartoon, the rockafire explosion, goosebumps, vocaloid, utau and clone high

My favorite music artists are lemon demon, neil cicierega, your favorite martian, will wood, will wood and the tapeworms, tally hall, Bart baker, ghost and pals, your favorite martian and oingo boingo

My favorite video games are quiplash, trivia murder party, trivia murder party 2, Friday night funkin, five nights at Freddy's, Dave and Bambi, sonic the hedgehog, Omori, team fortress 2, roblox, item asylum, survive and kill the killers on area 51, my singing monsters, my muppets show and my singing monsters dawn of fire

My comfort media are inanimate insanity and peewee's playhouse

I am a bisexual, pansexual polyamorous aroace non-binary transgender genderfluid and xenogender boy

I use he/they/faun/xem/it pronouns and neopronouns

I make xenogenders

I make headcanon about characters from every media

I'm neurodivergent, autistic and ADHD

DNI if:

Homophobic

Transphobic

Ableist

Racist

Vegan

Imvu players

P3d0

Autism speaks supporters/defenders

Xenogender anti

Neopronoun anti

RCTA

Z00ph1l3

N$fw

F3t!sh ppl

Inflation and v0r3 enjoyers

Lemon Demon anti

Spam bots

Favorite characters

Muppets - Uncle deadly, Dr phil van neuter johnny Fiama sal minella marvin Suggs Mr poodlepants chip bill the bug bobo the bear lew Zealand doctor Bunsen honeydew beaker Wayne and Wanda waldo C graphic digit newsman bill the bubble guy Wilkins wontkins bobby Benson link hogthrob Constantine the frog Sam the Eagle Howard Tubman Carter Zelda rose and Mulch

Sesame Street - Count von Count, Bill the Bug and Limbo/Nobody

Bart Baker - Taylor Swift, PSY, Lorde, William, Britney spears and Adam levine

Lemon Demon - Neil Cicierega

Animaniacs - Wakko Warner

The Ghost and Molly McGee - Sharon McGee, Leah stein-torres, Pete mcgee, Libby stein-torres, jinx, Molly McGee, scratch, Darryl McGee and Ezekiel tugbottom

Battle for Dream Island - Puffball

Friday night Funkin - Meri, Beepie, Dave and Bambi

Fred Franchise - Fred Figglehorn

Jashin-Chan - Hatsune Miku

CRiTORA - Kimi canicani, Iggy digahol, Avery Darling, eggy, queen virus, dundun qwerty, Pluto Georgia, spottie Leonard and Ernie joefreckler

Adventures of Elmo in grouchland - Huxley

Channel Awesome - Nostalgia Critic/Doug Walker

Muppets 2011 - Tex Richman

Cinemassacre - Angry Video Game Nerd

Muppet Movie - Max, Doc Hopper and Snake Walker

Pokemon - Sylveon

Fred the Movie - Kevin and Judy

Peewee's Playhouse - Cool Cat, Dirty Dog, Conky 2000, Randy and Chairry

Muppets from Space - K. Edgar singer

Rockafire Explosion - Rolfe Dewolfe and Dook Larue

Cartoonmania - Lucifer Killingsworth, Rufus, Ed Ted Ned and Fred, Anne Mermaid, Roy and Professor Qwertyson

Muppets Most Wanted - Dominic badguy

ABC Muppets - Pache/Pizza

Don't hug me I'm scared - Colin and Shrignold

Muppets Tonight - Heather Locklear

Muppets Wizard of Oz - Wicked Witch of the west

Crash and Bernstein - Crash

Fraggle Rock - Large Marvin fraggle

Clone High - Topher Bus, Abe, Professor Scudsworth and Mr. butlertron wesley

Scott the Woz - Scott the Woz

Owl House - Collector

BFFS list

@elle-eedee @emishows123 @splashy900 @boogiestronic80s @nightmaremp @moshywoosh @cheezecirno

Might pin this later 👀

This was inspired by @emishows123

[consumed-star]

⭐WELCOME⭐

Hiya! I'm James ✨ I'm 18, use he/him, and love to cope with stars.

Pronouns page! https://en.pronouns.page/@consumed.star I'm not always the most active, but I use Tumblr to indulge in my brainrots. I have ADHD (and fibromyalgia, and much... much more), so I can be VERY inconsistent. Please be patient :3

⭐Hyperfixations:

☆The Marvin Trilogy ☆Star Trek TNG ☆Anything Christian Borle related ☆House MD ☆Reanimator ☆Hannibal

⭐ Music:

☆Tropical Fuck Storm ☆Musicals ☆Talking Heads ☆Willie Watson ☆60s Rock ☆The Mary Wallopers ☆VIA Ariel

⭐Other dumb stuff:

☆JERMA 🗣️🗣️ ☆In uni studying archeology rn ☆I SOMETIMES draw (mostly digitally) ☆I love green and purple, but they remind me of the Joker together :(

⭐Sideblogs:

@inmarvinstrousers - Falsettos/Musicals sideblog @feralpeasures - House MD sideblog @ppth-forensic-technician - House MD RP blog

⭐Moots:

@kamisden / @trompettenarrative @adxenith @scarriestmarlowe @quarks-pussy Love all you guys so you're not getting special notes :3