#unwell about this

[hayden-christensen]

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN to Ewan McGregor during Ewan's Hollywood Walk of Fame ceremony | September 12, 2023

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF movie Vanessa was out of pocket for this one..

[sketchy-scribs-n-doods]

the four horsemen of Queer Agony

[lotus-pear]

learning to love

[perennimal]

UHHHHM

[hinamie]

been thinking a normal amount about just how Strong yuuji is

[samaraxmorgan]

Imagine………….

More than welcome to repost with credit!!

[popping-greenbean]

"you

&

me,

forever

&

ever!

love,

freddy"

(rbs appreciated <3)

[blakbonnet]

on why am I crying today

[rysttle]

i havent drawn em before yet so im still figuring out how to but i saw this post from @strivia (hope it's ok to tag) and wanted to do a thing xD

Bonus paerhaps

[haunted-xander]

Doodles of the siblings bc i. love fambily

[claudiaeparvier]

it’s missing them hours

[lazylittledragon]

it’s being normal about dad gale hours again

[sophsun1]

+ bonus: Lestat affected by Louis

Interview With The Vampire + Louis affected by Lestat's presence

[certifiablyinsanez]

I am haunted by the detailed, completed map of Hell that Edwin took notes on. You don’t understand, it makes me sick. It’s one thing to have a basic layout, a vague idea, or a rudimentary map but it was meticulously detailed. Down to doors and what they do and where they go. Down to secret spaces in the walls. He even knew what ringing an innocuous bell would do. It can only mean one thing. We don’t know when Edwin began trying to escape, but assuming he started from the get go, it means that he spent all his decades in Hell trying to find a way out. He never stopped running. And that is assuming he never stopped. From his second trip, we could see he resorted to his old ways and ran. But he was eventually caught, reduced to pieces. Even when Charles showed up, he didn’t seem very optimistic about their chances. He could feel every second of those 70 years. There were likely many times he fell to hopelessness, trembling in the corner watching himself be desecrated knowing it was going to happen again and again. How long? How many times did he try to be so, so quiet, hoping he would have a few moments before the next round? How many times did he muster the ability to run, just one more time? How long did it take him to run, discovering the ends of each ring? How many times did he sprint up, down, north, south, east, west, trying to escape? And what happened when he finally escaped? How long did it take for him to be able to relax, even a little? Because he can never relax. He must always outrun Death and her constituents because he can’t count on them to be fair. How many times does he look over his shoulder, waiting for the monster to claim its eternal meal once again? His breath of fresh air, his first taste of companionship in ages not only keeps him company, but sticks by him. And then, in that blessing there comes a curse, because now you have something to lose. Because when you taste ambrosia how can you return to starvation? He feels safe with Charles. Happy and comfortable, but the threat always lingers. And he knows that Charles couldn’t fend off Death. He never considered he could fend off Hell beasts; after all, he’s just a ghost kid. He watches innocents be slaughtered on repeat, unphased by the level of violence but no less affected by it, because no one has even a clue what it takes to be this kind. Even at his most happy, he has so, so much to lose and he goes back to Hell when hope was dangled in his face like the fruit of Tantalus. When he returns, he’s subjected to Hell once again, sustaining through torture that obliterates souls, only to watch his best friend, his confidant, his platonic soulmate, die horrifically. This woman who gave him sea-glass courage, so powerful and yet so fragile. Allowed him to be himself, gave him permission to do so. Was the openness to his closed self, and now she is gone. And he retains his composure, his stiff, British posture because it is what has saved him from madness and Despair, protected him, and now the world is darker without Niko Sasaki in it. But surely he saw this coming. After all, humans are messy. And yet, he shows up for their souls, time and time again.

Edwin Payne is THE character.