#c':

[sam-reid]

Tell me one thing wrong about this photo.

[faygos]

whoops, i totally missed 4/13 yesterday, so here is a quick john up in the clouds. happy belated 413 everyone!!

[ourlittleuluru]

~ A cup of honey milk tea at twilight ~

Astria Knyght Trio

Suggested OST to go along with this ↴

[bg-brainrot]

In the past 4 weeks I've been uh going through it a bit.

Cw: lots of complaining and personal stuff below

Worst birthday to date (and my parents used to forget my birthday regularly)

Partner got into a car accident (mostly fine, but the car isn't)

My phone broke, new ones are way more expensive than I remember them being 🥲

Being told by my manager that I 'do not care enough' after several 12 hour days

Then after having to crunch severely, only to be told that we might not have a job in a few weeks so stop working (also mourning the loss of our project 😭)

Cat being sick repeatedly

Finding out that my only support system and family is potentially moving away

I'm surviving but it feels like I'm one bad thing away from just falling over. Anyway! I'm lucky to have what I do. And I'll be fine, I always am lol.

[whispersofdeceit]

--Fireworks were pretty!

They never had shows in Ame, it was too wet to even try...

[familiasworn]

"So tell me Luvis, what are some things you like?" She wanted to know Luvis a little better.

[Unprompted]

"Some things I like...Hm, well, Elves have always been quite in tune with nature. Music, especially string instruments, also heavily speak to me."

[winternacht-famfrit]

I will become the queen bean

Believe it

[devildevotee]

aphrodite herself curing me of my 2-day-long headache when i think way too hard about eventually marrying my partner

[sam-reid]

Why this suit? It's my favourite on you.

Sam Reid as Lestat de Lioncourt INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE (2022-- ).

[midnight-fantasm]

in case you didn't know

@hellfirewitchjeanne: ❝ you're not alone. you'll never be alone. not as long as i'm here. ❞

First, Noe...now Jeanne...He was losing his grip, losing the sense of comfortable control he had over the people around him. It was scary, two was already too much. Two was too dangerous.

After Gevaudan...

What had he done? He ruined everything.

"...Merci, Jeanne."

[whispersofdeceit]

@historias-multorum

He'd heard her mother's name before, around the village. So this time he was going to be prepared. Kyohi did is research, and new what she looked like...He planned to meet up with her before she got the jump on him--

Well, before they had an accidental meeting, like with her father. The young Hatake was hoping she would be home, but as luck would have it...while walking there, she happened to cross his path, a shopping bag tucked under her arm.

"--Ma'am!" He hurried over, then cleared his throat, "sorry to interrupt your errands--I-I mean, you're Haruhi's mother, correct?"

A sudden bow in greeting.

"I-I wanted to formally introduce myself...! I'm, um...I'm Hatake Kyohi. We're...We're dating..."

[cxdemusings]

@electricea: "Hell yeah, you are!"

Such positive reinforcement!!

"Whe--When did that happen??"

[dreamedfyre-a]

❛  you  are  the  brave  one .   ❜

@hcncrablesacrifice // PROMPTS.

She wants to say no; to shake her head, cover her ears, scream. Instead, she glances away. Everything is so very draining ( and why make the effort? what difference does it make? ). The last of her strength was spent on that parade, however long ago it had been. Nothing remains.

Day turns to night and to day again. The sun cares naught for her grief, and Helaena, in turn, cares not to keep track of days. Yesterday ( or the night before? earlier still? it all seems the same, now ) she had soaked in her bath for hours, until it was cold and the servants begged her to come out.

They don't understand. The blood won't wash off. Crimson sticking to her skin, metallic scent following her everywhere. Her blood; her boy. She had tried to be brave for him, for all three of them. A son for a son. Her life wasn't valuable enough.

So what worth did it have now?

❝ I don't want to be brave, ❞ Monotone; the tears had dried, and perhaps her heart alongside them. Helaena knows she should not be here. They moved Jaehaera and Maelor elsewhere, somewhere untainted, but perhaps that is part of it, too. Her little ghosts, warm and breathing, are harder to face than their deceased brother.

( Or is she the ghost, now, haunted and haunting, eager to join the dead? )

❝ I want my boy. ❞

[familiasworn]

The 'on death's door lap pillow'.