#the lovely loop

[duraxxor]

What is one moment in life that you would have liked captured to replay for you over and over again?

It seemed the Lord had captured himself in that infinity loop he had wished for in a previous hypothetical. A loop that was full of memories that he didn't quite fully understand. Memories of a former life that felt like it was a time ago. Too often did he forget that he was well over five hundred in his years. As dark as his sclera was, the light of an azure flame would slowly sizzle within them, taking the shape of an ocean pearl. While Duraxxor's mind already had a repetitive loop of chaos, Alphus always had memories he would gladly have kept on repeat to this day.

There were several, actually. Several that were connected to one he would call his wife, mother of his children, and beloved. Arrydhalia Bloodsinger-Daevara.

That day. The one where he had enlisted himself to become a part of the Silvermoon military as a deal for his reincorporation in society. When he found a woman who was sobbing due to her untimely fate that was thrusted onto her by her nobility. And though he was deathly afraid that was one to judge him for who he was, they both came to find out that they were long-lost friends in their youth before he went through one of the most traumatic experiences in his life. She didn't want to marry the man that her parents had forced upon her. No. She wanted to have her freedom.

" You do not have to bear it! You will not be his wife, and you will be finishing your school! Do you want to know why Arrydhalia Bloodsinger? Because you, Arrydhalia, are going to be MY wife! "

He laughed, remembering what a crazy, son of a bitch he was for even thinking of such a thing. To his surprise, she agreed to it whole heartedly as they went straight to a priest and eloped back to his homestead.

“It’s so like you, Alphus… to TELL me I’m to be your wife.”

The Lord looked to his four fingered hand where a wedding band once sat on the severed finger. He remembered placing the bands and making their vows. The feel of that metal along with the intertwining of fingers. Delicate, soft fingers that were as warm as the flames she could command. A flame that bloomed like a forge the following evening when they christened in the shelter of his labors. He was mad about that her. He wanted to give her everything in the world.

There was joy and then there was bittersweetness. Because for nearly two decades, the Lord as a whole could not grasp those feelings or memories. For they had been shattered, scattered to reaches he couldn't fathom. Alphus wished he had been able to recall himself back to the reality so that things could be different. Arrydhalia would have never had to deal with the longetivity of suffering she felt. His children would have had everything together aside from the calamity that was his vampirism. Things could have been much easier and simple if only that ONE memory could have looped in his rattled mind forevermore.

[ Tagging @nyyght for mentions of Arrydhalia ]

[maudiemoods]

If life is a never ending loop of dirty dishes and laundry then that means life is a never ending loop of home cooked meals and comfy clean clothes

[faitokie]

I know the truth hurts

[goldensunset]

all electric/flying types go to hell

[the-moon-loves-the-sea]

I have a lot of neurodivergent kids in my family. And I’ve worked with a lot professionally. And I often see their parents think the kids don’t want to connect, when they would love to — they just want to do it differently.

If they don’t like jokes and teasing, they might like silly noises or yes-and improv.

If they don’t like playing a competitive or narrative game with toys, they might like to take apart a toy, or sort/stack/line toys up, or get buried under toys.

If they don’t like biking or walking a trail in the woods ‘properly,’ they might like to walk along fallen logs, stand in the creek or look under rocks and leaves for creatures.

If they don’t like hugs and cuddles, they might like to bump shoulders, touch fingers, hand hug, spin around together, or (if they like more intense input) wrestle, push faces together, squeeze each other hard or run into you.

If they don’t like putting on kids’ music in the car or to dance to, they might want to listen to a game or show soundtrack, nature noises, a podcast, binaural beats, house music or metal.

If they don’t like animated movies where sad or scary things happen, they might like younger kids’ gentler shows, or adults’ science and history shows, or live zoo and nature cams.

And so many of them would benefit so much from the adults just slowing down. Not scheduling so much in the day, not rushing them through an activity, not stopping them playing the same song or watching the same bug for an hour, letting them absorb everything their way. Seeing it as a meditation instead of a problem. Joining them there.

And if you were one of those kids being rushed and scolded, trying to make yourself like teasing or competition or intense movies or a full social schedule — I’ve been reparenting myself and you can too. Whenever you notice something isn’t giving you joy — you can do it differently. Not everyone is forcing themselves through things they hate for “fun,” and we don’t have to.

[boasamishipper]

helena eagan whose destiny from birth was to be the future serene and placid face of lumon, who never once wavered from that path, even getting severed to prove her commitment to kier's vision, watching her innie be imperfect, impulsive, unsure, freely and openly affectionate and then receive affection and concern in turn with no strings attached.......yeah baby i'd rewind that security footage too

[tawnysoup]

"You never know, you could surprise us all in time. Who’ll ever know if it was you that caused the crime?"

(video lyrics under the cut)

"I heard a word that they paint mirrors on their face And soon forget that they reflect but don’t create.

I suggest that you address your appetite For to be seen to cast your beam across the night."

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hey now, Let her cook!

[twisting-in-wonderland]

'Yuu!'

[suntails]

love will truly live

[malk-with-tea]

How Can You Help Me, Stardust?

[Speedpaint]

[weepingalaxy]

the cage, with human soul and parts!

[lorelune]

i'll defend fanfic for my whole life. like the joy it brings is genuinely transformative and indulgent in a way unique to the genre. it isn't meant for a market, it isn't meant to be sold or marketed. it is born out of such care and passion for a media that one must write and must share it, so other folks can enjoy it to. for no other reason than love and joy. do you know how special that is? especially in our current social and political climate.

[anitoshka]

[gillotto]

He’s supposed to be studying.

[blackkatdraws2]

[Achromatic Loop] relationship status

For the new followers: The older gentleman is Grey, and the one clinging onto him is Stanley. He's a supervisor to Stanley in a game-like world where human lives are treated as entertainment, and they used to hate each others guts. Then the old man yaoi happened!!!!

There's more of them on my account, just search. They used to be a TSP AU before turning into OCs.