#never enough spoons :(

[babyspacebatclone]

If you have ADHD, it’s not that you have too much energy.

It’s that your body doesn’t know how to regulate your energy resources properly, which results in multiple body systems being over- and understimulated simultaneously.

It takes work to manage your energy, which takes brain power.

If you have Autism, it’s not that you don’t understand things. It’s that the nice, organized brain patterns of an Allistic brain never got laid out for you, so it’s harder to push the ideas though the tangle and easy to get sidetracked by worn pathways.

It takes work to manage the brain power, which takes energy.

And if you are AuDHD, like me?

Congratulations!

You lose!

🥳

[inkskinned]

as we enter the start of a semester and the dreaded Hour of Making Friends us upon us... if ur ever at a loss for what to say in one of those weird social situations where you only vaguely-know people, one of my favorite questions to ask is "what is your favorite food crime." a food crime is like the food combination that you love that other people find revolting. press them to take it further than pineapple on pizza, that's rote. food crimes is a good topic that has many benefits as it turns out all people are degenerates and also it will give you some cool ideas to try out later in the privacy of your own degenerate kitchen

the other good thing to ask is "okay but has anyone here ever been someplace haunted" bc it turns out if you ask most people directly they don't believe in ghosts, but many people are like "oh yeah i lived in a haunted house. ghosts aren't real tho"

[solargeist]

Scarian cuddling …… when Grians the big spoon he also drapes his wings over Scar

[paverics]

avatrice bed sharing but, as the nights pass, they find themselves moving closer together. it’s not sexual. it’s not even necessarily romantic. it’s just them seeking the comfort they only find in the other — seeking home

[joelletwo]

now this is gonna sound really stupid and i need no one to call me stupid about it -> it turns out when u make food that is more than the bare minimum to be edible. ie make it a lil fancy w a lot of flavors and textures going on (scary to me <- autist). u want to eat it more. and even tho its more work. sometimes the prospect of eating something that actually tastes great is motivating enough to get u thru the work. and so conversely it is easier to keep up a consistent eating routine. bc ur not also constantly bailing on planned mediocre dinners to eat all ur backup stock of emergency instant meals.

[maroonian]

finally, i draw the primary heads of department crew for the blog i run with @snarkmodeactivate over at @interrogatormentors

in the photo:

captain of the dc reichenbach: nekara fyrane violet, 15 sweeps (~30 yrs)

head admin: eridan ampora violet, 10 sweeps (~20 yrs)

head engineer: riftys "bricks" atramy green, 12.5 sweeps (~25 yrs)

head helming technician: orinne "spoons" charoa yellow, 13 sweeps (~26 yrs)

helmsman: riesse "shakes" trevyt brown, 13.5 sweeps (~27 yrs)

there are other personnel and other department heads but these guys are the most recurrent, ill probably sketch other personnel later ?? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[callmehere-iwillappear]

sooooo tomorrow (september 15) marks one year exactly since i started writing cmh SO i decided to do a dtiys to celebrate (that + 200 followers on here)! i have never done one of these before and i have no idea what i'm doing <3

no deadline no rules just go ham (jk there are a FEW rules)

you can draw OR write something for this whichever you prefer

you can totally change up the pose etc

just in case this reaches outside the circle of people who have actually read cmh i should also give context that Leo Is A Ghost

@ me in the post and use the tag #cmhdtiys i wanna see

uhhhhhh yeah that's it. have fun and thanks for sticking with me for a full year. goddamn that's wild

[dayvan]

ykwhat i'm not surprised that such a large portion of tumblr users are instantly falling for whatever blatant zionist propaganda they see. for so many decades the occupation of palestine has been deemed too "complicated" an issue to be addressed in basically any popular media, and media is the extent that the majority of people on here engage with politics. Half of the they/thems ive seen share israeli government propaganda are anime blogs and fandom blogs in general

[yourgamemasterthewhiterabbit]

Of my 2% capacity to be attracted to anyone, my type is like 90% women, 5% pretty men and 5% men you would swear are super fucking manly, and never questioned being straight and cis, but are now suddenly *stressed* that they can't figure out why their attraction to me [fully socially interpreted as a woman and labelled that way up until relatively recently] feels incredibly fucking gay

[lilyaceofdiamonds]

I’m starting Hobbit Day 2024 early, since i have work and cannot marathon them on Sunday the 22nd. So i’m going to watch one an evening over the weekend (Friday Saturday Sunday) instead!

[chronicallydragons]

There are just so many books I want to read and shows I want to watch and stories I want to write and pictures I want to draw and crafts I want to make and treats I want to bake but I CAN’T DO IT ALL AT THE SAME TIME

[kimdokjathereader]

Me, one of the numerous online depressed community, would like it to be known that I am SO. FUCKING. HAPPY!!! about getting an epilogue to orv.

HOWEVER. My depressed flat butt would ALSO like it to be known that I have no CPU or memory brain space to hold onto any more canon angst… and thus will ignore canon and epilogue except the 3 things:

kdj x yjh dynamic (maybe including hints of hsy)

kdj’s self-justifying ass being kicked in the face by the fourth wall

all orv characters always, ALWAYS orbiting kdj in some way or another.

…thank you for coming to my TED talk.

[fanvoidkeith]

i know people complain about people need "adulting classes" or whatever, but i'm barely a functioning person. i know how to do fuck all. i am literally without the knowledge of Becoming An Adult, because no one taught me HOW to be an adult. i don't know how to drive, i barely know how to clean, i can barely do basic chores, i forget where things go constantly, i don't have a job, and i've never had a job. i'm deeply anxious and depressed. i DO need adulting classes, because my parents were either too busy (mom) or too embarrassed of me because i didn't absorb those skills through osmosis and refuses to teach me because he's not a good parent (abusive dad). and the worst part is that some of it is self-inflicted, because i don't go outside and do things, and i have no where to go, and all of my friends are busy, so i don't want to bother them, so i do nothing.

[whumpy-wyrms]

Have you ever hear of the webtoon Silent Screams? It's full of whump and it honestly reminds me of some of your work. Highly recommend

YES!!!! i love silent screams!! i was actually just reading the recently updated episode earlier. it’s sooo good, i definitely recommend it to anyone who likes lab whump! also thanks for thinking of my stuff too that’s so cool :)

when i started reading it in like october, it made me wanna make a tllr webcomic soooo bad but i just don’t have the time for that lol. maybe some day (definitely Some day because a tllr webcomic would go so fucking hard)

also whump in the form of comics/web comics/graphic novels is like my favorite way of consuming whump so if anyone has any recommendations feel free to let me know! :)

[silent-sentinels]

oh. oh.. oh immmm so tired ofbeing angry. oh im sooooooo tiredd o fbeing angry oh my god oh my god

[forthelulzy]

how does this work again oml

Title: say my name (and we will never be afraid again)

Fandom: Dragon Age: Veilguard

Characters: My Rook, Varric Tethras

Summary: Tace Mercar, in the early days of their... association with Varric Tethras, realizes something interesting about his nicknaming.

Notes: Inspired by abyssal-ilk's post r.e. Varric calling Maevaris "Mae" rather than one of his many nicknames. Also somewhat inspired by the veilguard30 prompts by pavus, but there ain't no way I have the spoons to do all of them this late so it's not official.

It's pronounced 'Tass' like sass (or ass, tbh). Title from F+tM, as always.

"Varric," Tace said, "I've noticed something."

Varric had no quip for that; it died on his tongue. The dreadfully fake Orlesian accent had, at least for the moment, dropped into the ether, and a rare seriousness graced his associate. Their gaze was focused somewhere around Varric's left shoulder. It was not as if they had trouble looking anyone in the eye before. Magisters, demons, dragons—

"All right?" Varric replied uneasily.

"I've read your books, Varric."

"I'm flattered." He hadn't thought Tace had the time, as often as they were freeing slaves and running afoul of the Crows by stealing their marks and whatever else. Always under a self-inflicted deadline.

"You have a nickname for everyone. Blondie. Sparkler. Even the Inquisitor got Stormy. I've heard you talk about half the movers of Thedas, and it's rarely by name." Tace swallowed and looked up. Amber turned liquid gold in the candlelight of Varric's hideout, pinning Varric in place as surely as it had their first meeting.

A bead of sweat dripped down Varric's chest. Wasn't he used to Minrathous summer by now?

"You pick a nickname, and that's that. But not me. It's as if you make a point to call me Tace, when my own father won't. When everyone else calls me Rook."

"Uh—"

"I don't mind Rook. It is, at least, better than my birth name." He expected them to pace, to let out some of the frantic energy that gripped them so often, but Tace remained still, staring at Varric.

It was worse.

"What are you asking, Tace?" he forced himself to say.

"You call Maevaris 'Mae', too…" Tace cocked their head, eyes glittering. There was something about elven eyes that refracted light, lit them up like jewels in dim settings, though Merrill and Fenris and Sera had always insisted they couldn't see any better in the dark. Tace, for their part, had played the mysterious rogue they always did— until now. "Varric, are you calling us by our chosen names on purpose?"

"I, well—" He expected Tace to interrupt, but they just looked at him, and that was harder to shrug off. "Yes, all right? It wouldn't be fair to take your name from you." Umbrage rose in his chest, for being put on the spot, yes, but mostly for how stunned Tace looked, as if no one had thought of something so simple before.

A beat, and Tace laughed, a sound of delight and surprise in equal measure. "Ah, you are one of a kind. I have often been told the world is not fair, so why should we be? But you, my friend!" They had slipped back into the Orlesian accent.

Varric almost rolled his eyes. Then he stopped, midway to turning his back and uttering some line over his shoulder, and thought better. "Are you all right, Tace?"

Tace was, of course, mildly offended at the implication that they were not, but then they deflated. "I will be, I think. I just…" They waved a hand, words failing. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Tace." Varric watched them leave the room, footsteps silent and deliberate, and let out a long breath through his nose. He had a feeling his association with Tace was about to make his life even more complicated. He was too old for this shit.