#Over and over and OVER

[nikoco11]

(having mildly hard time drawing) i hate doing this shit i’m never doing it again (having mildly fun time drawing) i love this shit it’s what i was born to do (having mildly hard time drawing) i hate this shi

[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".

[italwayshadtobeyou]

For @holyfreaks 's birthday mini event: Cycles/ouroboros.

[aipurjopa]

my stance on the stupid boundary thing has always been "if you're going to break them, tag your shit properly and don't do it in a place where the cc can see it." like.

[pokemonfrommemory]

Girl you are rocking those pants!

[gayofthefae]

Hey, I just wanna say: queer joy and self-forgiveness?

Thank you, Tim. Thank you for the episode delay. Because I haven't thought about the election in hours. I cried about something else tonight. Something good ❤️.

[annemarieyeretzian]

liliana saying she was looking for guidance and met ludinus who “was a teacher. he was a guide. …he helped me learn to control, to ground myself, to feel like maybe there was something, something important, something I was meant to do that could free myself of this burden…” babe,,, you were groomed and recruited by a power-hungry self-serving cult leader and you called that guidance,,, mental fortitude of melting jell-o behavior,,,

[rottenbrainstuff]

Love & Deepspace brainrot, spoilers for radiant brilliance:

Very cute, no regrets about using up the resources to pull it. I like how Sylus continues to defy expectations by appearing to be pretty humble and accepting of failure and loss, and MC is the one that’s much more bothered by it. (That’s the appearance, anyway)

What I REALLY like about the card though is the choice of finger for the champion ring.

MC and Sylus are teasing each other back and forth a bit about it, and MC tells Sylus to put it on her finger for her. He has a conspicuous pause, then tells her she has to choose the finger.

He obviously wants to put it on her ring finger, he is visibly disappointed if you choose your thumb instead. But he won’t just put it there without being told first, MC has to be the one to choose it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I just think that’s neat. Silly little game.

[endlessdreamerxoxo]

I would love to imagine that Wayne gave Eddie "the birds and the bees" talk in the middle of Lover's Lake on their annual summer father n son fishing trip at like 14 or 15.

[ratbastarddotfuck]

okay in general, fuck spotify, but they kind of went off with the lyrics scroller that allows you to tap a lyric to instantly replay it

[tangledinink]

Y’all come meet my twin

-he adopted a cat named Luna with his ex which then became his cat. He was a self-identified “cat person” but horribly allergic for most of his life (also allergic to dogs, trees, grass, pollen, dust, mold…..) In high school he started getting allergy shots to counteract this so he could finally achieve his dream of snuggling cats.

-He had a little scar on his wrist from where a heat lamp was left on him in the NICU (we should have sued, smh.) We were both hella preemie and in the NICU for a while, but him much longer than me, because he was a fragile delicate little flower (unlike me, who is very tough and cool.) He was also supposed to be born first, but then I shoved him out of the way at the last second. I was an only child for 46 whole blissful minutes before his pokey ass finally joined me.

-He fucking loved bonfires. He was a boyscout for, like, eight years, and would often have bonfires out in the backyard once we moved out into the woods in 2020. (Before, when we lived in the city, he’d have bonfires with his friends out in the woodsy part of the local park and they’d all run for it when the cops showed up.)

-He was a stoner in high school lmao and sold weed. Never shared with me (dickhead) but mostly stopped smoking once our dad got sick because there couldn’t be smoke in our house when his lungs were so fucked.

-Loved loved loved cars. Loved driving. Loved working on and fixing cars. Would regularly buy old fucked up cars and then figure out how to fix them and then sell them for a profit as a “side hustle”/hobby. Almost entirely self-taught. Was the type of person who would consider you passing him on the highway a personal slight and challenge (what a moron) and then start insulting whatever car you were driving (because he could recognize the make/model/year of almost any car on sight) (“You’re gonna pass me? Seriously? In a fucking 2005 Ford Escape? Are you kidding me? Do you know how you look right now—“)

-Dumb stupid idiot. I loved him very much. I love him very much.

[bonerot19]

I just drove in rush hour traffic because I needed a large coke zero or I would perish so I have to ask

[thirdeyeopen]

you could carve your name into me

[baronazazel]

I have some doodles that I will be posting, here is more Wildgear and Sunsetter which is @hivemindhypnosis 's oc, I love his design so much, he's just a lil guy also really fun to draw

[suburbanbonfire]

thank you to @longliveyamo for tag-whispering a rec for Hot Girls Hockey podcast, I am now working my way through their backlog and it is EXACTLY the kind of zero fact checking, long unrelated tangents, all good vibes hockey content i crave