#and am back in bed

[probablysimpledreams]

God I love Keigo keep thinking about how clingy he is when his schedule actually allows him time to be home with me and especially on days like today where my period makes me feel sick he’s glued to me and the bed it’s the only time in his life he’s okay with doing absolutely nothing all day bc in his mind he’s “taking care of me so that is doing something important and productive” 💗

[hinamie]

*about any given drawing* cranking the saturation slider will fix this

[mochasucculent]

Was looking at refs and since Viktor has two different leg braces I was wondering, do we think he wears them simultaneously?? The refs don't perfectly line up perspective-wise so it's hard to tell but parts of the one he wears during the Hexcore scenes look like they could maybe line up with the brace that he wears over his clothes, but also some parts really don't and look like they'd be super uncomfy. Also HOW does he take these on and off. Experts weigh in

[candycatfalls]

you are coming down with me,

hand in unlovable hand

[prints]

[leighsartworks216]

You know how lion cubs will pounce and "attack" their parents and the parents like overdramatically fall over and pretend to be got by them? Dragon Sylus doing that with you (modern day Sylus would do it too lol)

He's lounging around in his hoard, back to the door. It's the perfect time to sneak over aaaand POUNCE! Sylus dramatically topples over and lands with a soft oof against the gold or floor, positioned so you're on top of him

"I gotcha!" you shout triumphantly. And Sylus, who heard you the second you even woke up, just grins and nods, saying, "You got me, kitten."

Does it with the kids, too!!! He could be anywhere doing anything, and suddenly his little dragon(s) are ganging up on him, jumping onto his back and wings, or grabbing his legs. Sylus hitting the ground. Maybe he messes with them back, holding his breath and laying extra still. Just to hear their laughs quiet and feel their little hands shake him worriedly as they quietly go "Papa...?" Only to scare them by grabbing them up and hugging them tight and blowing raspberries against their neck, bringing back the laughter and delight

[teaboot]

Sometimes at work it's not my place to tell people the things I want to say, and I find I often go home at the end of the rougher days to stand blankly in my shower and tell myself over and over what I wish I could pass on.

This accomplishes very little, and mostly just gives me a tension headache, but through it all I think I've narrowed myself down to a few solid things I'd like to tell people the most.

You can't change people. Not permanently, not for anythig. You can support them, encourage them, love them, give them tools and opportunities and resources, but you can't make them change. They can change themselves if they want to, but they have to want to, and they have to want it for themselves, because they're the only one that's certain to be with them forever.

For better or worse, you make your own choices, and blaming bad choices on others doesn't only work to absolve you of responsibility- it also robs you of control. Because if you say you only did something because I did something, then you arent only shifting blame- you're admitting that you cannot control yourself, that you cannot truly make choices for yourself, that other people can control you- and as long as you truly beleive that, you'll keep facing the same problems over and over. You'll keep letting others dictate your choices, because you'll beleive that they can, and you'll never be free.

White knights on horseback are from fairytales. Nobody can help you if ou're not willing to help yourself. To try, to put the dirty work in, to belive you're worth that effort- Act as though nobody is coming to save you. From a struggle, from pain, from bad relationships, from yourself. And when you do save yourself, because you will, because failure here isn't an option if you want to survive, you'll never find another dragon that can keep you prisoner.

Don't say anything to anyone that you wouldn't want them remembering forever.

Doing the right thing in bad circumstances is hard. It's the hardest thing. But if you make the choice to do that hard thing anyways, despite your fear, you'll go on the rest of your like knowing that you're the sort of person who did something.

The present only seems the hardest because the past I over and the future hasn't happened.

There's so much joy ahead of you, the kind you can't possibly understand until you see it yourself.

The responsibility of consequences is often disguised as the power of permission. "I won't do this if you help me", "I'll work on my anger if you do this for me", "I promised you I'd quit, but can I have just one?". The unspoken question is, "Can it be your fault if this goes badly?"

You cant make someone love you the way you need to be loved. Someone can love you very much and still be bad for you, even if you love them very much in return. Two people can love each other very, very much, and try their very best, and still be wrong for each other.

Sometimes being near to someone changes you, even in good ways, and the people you become don't fit together as well as the people you were.

Caring takes work. Even if it's real. Especially if it's real. And the most important gestures aren't the grand, poetic, songs-and-flowers-and-tears moments; they're getting out of bed even though you don't want to. Paying attention to things you don't enjoy. Scrubbing pans, or opening a window, saying "thank-you", or helping carry groceries into the house. The small things fill the big things- without the small, boring, mediocre things, big things feel hollow.

Thrre is honour and dignity in humble work.

If you are a cruel and spiteful person, then you will find every place you visit to be full of the same cruel, spiteful people. This is not because the world is as cruel as you, but because everywhere you are, you will be disliked. This is the curse that comes with being persistently cruel and spiteful.

If you are a kind and ppsitive person, you will repeatedly encounter kind and positive people, because as they grow familiar with you, they will be happier to have you near. This is the reward of being a kind and positive person.

When splitting paths with loved ones, briefly or forever, aim for your last words to always be "I love you".

[renonv]

Here comes the Sun himself ☀️

glassless versión

[lizardkingeliot]

it's still blowing my mind that i thought we'd be getting something close to cartoon villain lestat at the trial and instead we got... this weeping broken thing who can't help but stop in the middle of it all to give louis a genuine, heartfelt apology for the monstrous thing he did to him. who refused to go along with the narrative that he didn't think he would be hurting louis when he did it. whose shame and love are overwhelming him in equal measure and to such a degree that he can't perform. he can barely stand...

and it actually feels like... the closest thing we've gotten to ~real~ lestat so far in this show? even though it's still just a memory, louis is remembering the sincerity of him even if he claims he wasn't moved by it. he's sitting there and he's...

he's remembering. even as he circles right back around to the narrative that lestat was only there because he wanted them dead. it was just more lestat insanity, of course. a moment of realness in the middle of his revenge to meant disorient, nothing more. with armand being ever-helpful and chiming in to confirm that lestat is the one who does this. lestat is the one who wants to leave you with no sense of what is or what is not. yes. that's right. it's LESTAT...

but louis is almost there. louis is remembering...

[iliothermia]

[encion-posting]

Based on a true story.

[workingchemistry]

Every time I picture JereJean meeting with Andriel in a Walmart parking lot to transfer custody of their mutual boyfriend I get another year of my life back.

[sincerely-sofie]

Lamb: Hurry and get dressed, I scheduled a talk therapy session for you and the other Bishops and it’s starting in ten minutes.

Narinder: IT IS THREE IN THE MORNING—

[foresttt-png]

ladies, gentlemen, and everyone in between... i present to you, them. Then tomorrow I shall present you with them again.

[kaijukebox]

GET HIS ASS

[charlyritter]

I've only been saying that for years

[boxheadpaint]

it is Sunday which means Vinny gets to sit alone, on the counter, in the dark, staring at the coffee maker. It is his activity.