People Who Don't Experience Hyperfixation Don't Know What It Feels Like To Hyperfixate So Much On Something

[it’s just a secret that you hid inside an urn]

WARNING do NOT start reading books and comics or watching movies or looking at art!!! you will start wanting to create art yourself. or god forbid. writing.

Happy birthday, me!

Here’s to another year of putting Kakashi into a blender〜

online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.

and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.

there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.

i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.

looking at you! 👀

Third base is getting stabbed in the stomach and slumping forward with your chin on their shoulder and blood dripping from your mouth

they are already planning your spontaneous burial (slingshot incident)

so ur telling me that yamato's ideal world/dream was just him getting to stick around as team 7's captain, having kakashi acknowledge him, sai calling him his first friend, and naruto and sakura being happy bc sasuke back?