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I was looking over some things I had asked others and my ADHD got to thinking without my consent but made me laugh.

Ok so @maesonc-artistic-adventures made art of what Warriors’ dragon armor would look like and I commented about Wild stealing that outfit. Fast forward, I saw my ask for @ask-the-nine-links for Halloween that involves art from @dfanart and my mind went spinning.

I just realized I mentioned 3 people. Oh well.

Anyways I headcanon that Cia (no she’s not dead, yet) is punished for her actions (like she should) and she can’t teleport directly into the castle. In fact, there’s only one place where she is able to teleport to by the castle before she can go in if she has business. That place? The stables.

Since I also headcanon Epona being severely protective of Warriors and prefers crushing things with her hooves, Cia is in for a world of pain every time she visits. Now you’re probably wondering ‘well couldn’t Epona accidentally kill her?’ No, because I headcanon (i’m using that word a lot in this post) that Cia and Lana can’t be killed normally. Also one can’t not be killed without killing the other. That’s why she hasn’t been executed yet. 

Anyways my mind went to Wild coming upon her after she got trampled again and thinking she was dead, steals her clothes right off her body. Because you cannot tell me he would not do that. Wild goes “She’s dead, she doesn’t need these anymore.”

Wild would totally do that and probably change into her clothes right there before going back his brothers. Only to be told she’s not dead, just severely unconscious. He still would not be giving back her clothes though.

I was looking over some things I had asked others and my ADHD got to thinking without my consent but made me laugh.

Ok so @maesonc-artistic-adventures made art of what Warriors’ dragon armor would look like and I commented about Wild stealing that outfit. Fast forward, I saw my ask for @ask-the-nine-links for Halloween that involves art from @dfanart and my mind went spinning.

I just realized I mentioned 3 people. Oh well.

Anyways I headcanon that Cia (no she’s not dead, yet) is punished for her actions (like she should) and she can’t teleport directly into the castle. In fact, there’s only one place where she is able to teleport to by the castle before she can go in if she has business. That place? The stables.

Since I also headcanon Epona being severely protective of Warriors and prefers crushing things with her hooves, Cia is in for a world of pain every time she visits. Now you’re probably wondering ‘well couldn’t Epona accidentally kill her?’ No, because I headcanon (i’m using that word a lot in this post) that Cia and Lana can’t be killed normally. Also one can’t not be killed without killing the other. That’s why she hasn’t been executed yet. 

Anyways my mind went to Wild coming upon her after she got trampled again and thinking she was dead, steals her clothes right off her body. Because you cannot tell me he would not do that. Wild goes “She’s dead, she doesn’t need these anymore.”

Wild would totally do that and probably change into her clothes right there before going back his brothers. Only to be told she’s not dead, just severely unconscious. He still would not be giving back her clothes though.

I talk and ramble often. I talk too fast and can’t get my words out fast enough. I’ve been told I’m random my entire life.

My randomness, rambles, and jumping to different convos and forgetting the original topic is my normal. Sometimes I wish I could not speak at all because my friends are talking about a class, but I still can’t stop talking about a joke we said 5 minutes ago. I can tell I annoy people. My voice is hard to reign in.

I wish I could stop being something people want to get away from and not talk to.

Does anyone else gave a bunch of stuff animals and some of those stuff animals are your emotional support stuff animals?

I have 4 emotional support stuff animals here some pictures and their stories

This one doesn't have a name, the reason this is one of my emotional support stuff animals is because it helped me through my parents divorce and I can bear to part with it.

This one I think is named lamb or fluffy I can't remember which, I got this one from my mom's ex bfs daughter she was really nice to me.

These are Rodrigo(the dragon) and j(the plaque doctor.) I got then both for Christmas. Rodrigo reminds me of an old stuff animal I use to have it was a cat that I got from pet smart and it squeaked. Rodrigo also squeaks and is really Huggable when I squeeze him I feel really better. J reminds me of one of my comfort characters:).

I have one more thing to talk about. Yesterday while I was at school the fire alarm went off and we all thought it was just a drill. Well until we got told that it wasn't a drill, me and my friends were hoping it was just some kids who decided to be stupid and pull the alarm. Then TWO fire trucks and some police or sheriff cars pulled up and we all were freaking out, one girl had a break down and two of my friends were NOT doing okay. Then we found out it was just the alarm malfunctioning. We were outside in the heat for our 40-50 minutes almost an hour.

Thank you for listening to my rant and sorry for ranting to you all if you don't want me to do it again I'll stop.

A new oc I made.

Here stuff about them that you probably don't care about.

Age:17

Height:5'10

Gender:demi girl (she/they)

Nationality:Australian

Honestly I'm not really surprised that I'm the way that I am. I'm opposed with creepy/spooky stuff, queer stuff, witch things, Halloween, video games, and art. I mean as a kid I used to watch cartoons cat and long horse videos along with creepy pasta. I also play so much Minecraft witch my siblings when it first came out. I also come from a family that loves holidays especially Halloween. My mom is a witch(she's pegan). My mom also is an artist. So I guess the way I turned out isn't that surprising.

A New Hyperfixation

Well, may as well kick off the renovation with a post about hyperfixations. Here, have a dumb post that contains more writing and effort than my essays during senior year did.

My last hyperfixation was Mystery Skulls Animated. I found a link to Hellbent, the most recent video, the day it dropped. I enjoyed it and went back to watch the first two videos in the series. And like that, I was hooked! Not long after I joined a Discord group. Unfortunately (or, rather... Maybe it was fortunate after all?) the admins were no longer into MSA and thus deleted the server after having been there for.. Maybe a week at most? 

Needless to say, I was devastated and wanted a community to yell about my fixation with. So I went and searched on tumblr, and came across a post by someone I now consider to be a good friend, advertising their MSA Discord Server. Thankfully they allowed me in, and it was wonderful. I made friends left and right, I had wonderful discussions about theories and ships, I finally had my muse back. For the first time in months, my artistic muse was back in full force, and I was doodling all the time! Hell, I even finished pieces! Lines, colour, background... Everything I hadn’t done in months.

I made... Honestly, some wonderful friends. I haven’t felt this close to people in what seems like years (although in reality, it’s probably just been closer to 7 months). Hell, I could sit here on my laptop all day and wax poetic about the people I’ve come to know and love. 

Aw hell, love... I forgot to mention I fell in love, too. Which was, obviously, a stupid thing for me to do. I’m still trying to figure myself out; trying to further myself and carve out a meaningful place in the world, to come to terms with my gender and the dysphoria that follows, to simultaneously move forward and yet hold myself back out of fear... My brain isn’t in tune with my heart, though, so here I am distancing myself in a poorly executed plan to get over them. I know it’s not fair to them, and kind of a shitty thing to do? But ah... C’est la vie, as the saying goes. I did mention I was dumb, right? 

This person and I- y’know, writing “this person” is going to get very old... I’ll call them King. King and I talked all the time, whether it be in the server or in DM’s. Shared secrets and tidbits about ourselves; things I haven’t told to another person in a long time. Things I limited only to my best friends... In fact, they were the one to introduce me to my current fixation. 

The server often times had events. Game Nights, voice chats, drawpile, movie nights... The whole 9. This also extended to my friends and I. King even streamed musicals for me to watch. First came Dear Evan Hansen (yes, I sobbed). Then, King showed me Hamilton. 

Now, Hamilton, I had heard rumblings about throughout the years. I had a passing interest, “yeah, I’d like to see it at some point! But it’s not number one on the list by any means. I’m into something else right now” was my train of thought. When King offered to stream another musical, of course I was interested! Hamilton was amongst the choices offered that night, and uh, our other viewer... Ha, I’ll dub them as “Silver”. He’d like that.  Silver chose Hamilton. 

Needless to say, I fell in love with the show. I don’t know why this one, or why now; I’d had many things I could’ve fixated on before then- Spiderverse, Venom, and Dear Evan Hansen just to name a few... But here I am. 

Immediately I started looking for tickets to see it, trying to gauge the price. It was during the initial searches that I saw the show was about to begin its third tour. So when I saw it was coming to New Orleans, I knew that was my opportunity. I picked up more hours at the Bell, I ended up getting a raise, I had money left over from Christmas. I budgeted and scrimped and saved. I negotiated with my grandmother, who was going to be down at the Bay when the cast came to New Orleans, to find a way to go see it. 

And all the while I had begun to read fanfiction. Falling more and more in love with the characters, with the ships. I bought the soundtrack and began memorising the songs from Act 1. 

And finally, after multiple rounds of negotiations, working 6 days a week, and scoping prices on tickets... I’m happy to say that I’ll be going to see the show just after St Patties Day. I am beyond excited. To share this experience with my grandma. To have a small vacation before throwing myself back into work. To immerse myself in my latest hyperfixation. 

The only downfall to this? I spend less time on the MSA server. I spend less time with the friends I’ve made. My muse is... Not gone, per se, but definitely shifted. I draw less, and write more- fitting, huh? It’s somehow more intense and more gentle than my fixation for MSA. So I’m... Floundering? I suppose that’s an apt descriptor. I’m floundering as I adjust to the abrupt shift in my personality and habits. It’s terrifying and freeing all at once, and I find that I can’t bottle it up anymore. So. 

Here’s to a shift. A renovation. A revelation. A revolution. Let’s hope some of these habits stick. I quite like writing again.

Okay but real quick can we talk about the fact that the events of The Nightmare Before Christmas only happened because Jack Skellington didn't know how to properly handle the rush of euphoria and hyperfocus on Christmas because Halloweentown has never even heard of the concept of ADHD, let alone gave its inhabitants the tools and coping mechanisms to deal in a safe way?

Because you KNOW the whole Christmas thing was 100% a Hyperfixation.

Also cultural appropriation but that's not the can of worms I want to open right now.