#in the cold

[szaryherbatnik]

He asked for no pickles!!!!

[mayhaps-a-blog]

I admit, I am not often within the realm of Despair. I expect I spend most of my time in Dream’s realm, with occasional visits from Desire, and of course I walk the paths of Destiny (as we all do) with Death waiting at both ends.

But I dream a lot about Despair.

Some have complained about Despair’s depiction in the Sandman, comic and TV show, which Gaiman has countered by reminding them that Despair is, in fact, his favorite character, and he did not depict her as a caricature or a cruelty but with love and respect in every line. Perhaps Despair looks different to others – as an Endless, she does, indeed, look different to everyone – but at least for me, I think his depiction is just about right.

(Perhaps for you she is thin, so very thin, big, dark eyes following you out of her skeletal face, wasting away and whispering that you should waste away with her. Perhaps she is tall, muscular, a heavy hand resting on your shoulders, always, always holding you back, holding you down. Perhaps she is barely a shadow, flitting at the edges of your vision, always there, interrupting every task, impossible to ignore.)

Despair, to me, is heavy. She is the dark cloud that weighs you down; she is the warm, suffocating blanket that refuses to give you up. In Despair’s embrace, every move, every step, is a struggle, a weight, as she whispers to you: “No. Don’t. Stay with me, forever.”

And Despair loves you.

Your every sob, your every sigh; your every bad day and grumble and mumble and groan, she adores. She would love nothing more than you gather you tight and hold you forever; she will wrap you up and never, ever let you go. If you let her.

Despair is a true friend, who loves every dark part of you, every dark secret, every silence. She is not, perhaps, a good friend – in many ways, she holds you back, pulls you down. Enables all of your worst habits, encourages you to sink into your worst self. (I think perhaps we all have friends like that, and if not, you’re quite lucky, or have few friends. They can be good friends, fun friends; but perhaps best kept at a distance, if they can be.) She’s the kind of friend who can bring down the room simply by breathing – the absolute worst at parties.

But she will always, always, be your friend.

When every other friend has deserted you, when you’re cold and alone and at your worst, she is there. To smile, and hold you tight; to watch, and whisper, “It’s okay. I’m still here. I will never, ever leave.”

This is not, perhaps, meant as a comfort. But in the cold and the dark and the fog and the mirrors that only show your worst self, your worst life, what else can it be?

Despair is not, generally, pretty. She has no interest in such fripperies as social niceties in appearance. She is not, generally, kind. But there is no one, nothing, in the entire universe that could possibly love you more. No matter what.

And that, in the end, is what makes her beautiful.

[panaceatthedisco]

Edwin & Charles || In The Cold

It's hard to love in the cold

[industrations]

GREENIE WHEN I CATCH YOU GREENIE OAJSHDBF look at HEEM‼️ he is the tiniest squishiest little baby. The squeal i let out when i opened that box was unnatural

THANK U SM ANGEL @greenvlvetcouch 🤍 i will protect him with my life. Feed and water him every single day

[3lisiaowo]

Dunno what the fuss was all about. Got about 5 minutes of snow before it just... stopped.

[karimationkat]

Happy new year ✨🎉🎇🎆

I finally finished a drawing from last year, aka, two days ago lol

I don't have a pre-ava 5/post-ava 3 design for TDL yet, so, that's why they look like that

Originally I wanted the background burning, bc, yk, but didn't know how to draw it, so, instead, it's their first new year together free, chilling

[scary-lasagna]

A new discord is being created! Super excited to share it with everyone!!

It's going to complete within a couple days or so, and then maybe if there's enough people we can host game/movie nights.

The old discord will stay up since it's heavy with so many memories I wouldn't dare delete it.

But with the way it's coming, it might be available to join tonight!

There are channels for sharing & critiquing writing, playing with bots, and a bot that the Creeps can communicate through. And I'm totally open to suggestions on how to make the server more fun and friendly! :]

[palatinewolfsblog]

In the snow ...

A Tale of Advent

Snowflakes were falling as I visited one of our Advent markets.

Looked at all the big booths.

So many amazing things.

And saw an old man in a small booth with snow globes in all sizes.

"So beautiful.

May I?" I asked.

He gave me a friendly nod.

So i took one and looked at it more closely.

It seemed really old. Inside the holy couple, Mary and Joseph at the manger.

The colors still fresh.

The virgin in the dark blue dress looking at her child.

A tired smile on her lips.

A woman who had come a long way to find a safe place.

"Charming, isn't it?" He said.

"Rare to find in these days.

Reminds me of my youth."

"You are right." I replied.

"Seems they need a shelter from the cold

and i have one to offer.

So: How much do you want?"

"30 Euros."

"Don't have that much with me. Let's say - 20?"

"I give you 50. For my darling."

A voice came from behind.

A deep, dark voice that sounded like money.

And a high pitched female voice. "Oh Honey."

I turned and looked at the two.

A guy like Charles Napier, know what I mean.

And she - half his age. A schoolboys dream.

What connected them was their view of the world.

Cold and calculating.

And their warm fur coats. Must have cost a fortune.

"Hey" Said the man.

"Why you're looking at me?

Looking for trouble, i guess. Yes?

You gonna look pretty funny

trying to eat gingerbread with no teeth!"

All that in a Charles Napier tone, you know.

"Don't react." I said to myself. Just deadpan.

But inside I burst out laughing.

"OK. Then give me the ball."

Said the man

and waved a 100 Euro bill.

The dealer changed silently.

And the two left.

Heads held high.

So high they almost trampled

on a young woman standing on the corner.

A woman in a dark blue dress.

A child in her arms.

A tired smile on her lips.

Someone who had come a long way

and needed a safe place

a shelter from the cold.

Artwork and Poetry by @palatinewolfsblog

[meaningtotellyou]

i just wasted over two hours trying to clean the 100 year old floor to ceiling windows at my job just to be told they look bad and someone else will try in the morning

[slut-kiss-g1rl]

the fact i have to get up at 6:30 AM to get my siblings up for school and have an half an hour long (thats if im lucky) argument with my sister is fu kivn cruel

[modern-alebrije]

the sun rises over the line for tamales at the local panaderia

[afraid-of-the-deep-sea]

Have.. bsd au ideas.. too scared.. to dm a mutual qnd talk about them

[junosmindpalace]

sooo not ready to go back to school...and waking up at 6am....

[weeswine]

Im at Arctic Monkeys Live and me just scouting the area looking at the random npcs around me and I see someone with the same shirt as me... little could I remember that the concert sold tshirts.

Everyone looks banger in the shirts

[guynewyork]

Here's a slightly saucier one of me in the tiny house we rented.