#it’s good for you

[autuboho]

Open your mind

[dragon-pawz]

Every day I eat a fruit and veggies just to make sure I’m getting vitamins or whatever and it’s gotten to the point where I just eat like an entire can of peas instead of snacks like chips or cookies or whatever. I like it too much lol

[clownstho]

When in doubt, take out your pain on your ocs

[gayrudeboys]

there’s a euphoria like no other talking to someone about a bitch you both hate. it’s biblical. it’s profound.

[medi-melancholy]

play final fantasy ix aka final fantasy 9 aka ff9 aka ffix btw

[babygirlbdubs]

sometimes, it is because you always be on that damn phone

[mycupofstars]

1, 12, 33?

Thank you! 💙💙💙

1. Who is/are your comfort characters?

Armand. Armand Armand Armand Armand Armand. Ever since I read TVA when I was 14. (Do not read TVA when you are 14.)

Also Lan Xichen big time, Buck 911, Eggsy Unwin, Clint Barton, and my beloved private OC nobody will ever know.

12. What kind of day is it?

A very chill reading and jigsaw puzzles and tea while the snow comes down day. It’s been very nice.

33. The last adventure you’ve been on?

I always start the new year with a very quiet contemplative sunrise walk, but this year I started back towards home and got stopped by an animal control truck informing me they were blocking the path off to catch a loose dog that had bitten a jogger, so I had to take an extra half hour detouring down a bunch of weird side streets to get back to anywhere that led anywhere because my city was designed by ADHD hamsters who kept making two block one way deals ends. Happy new year!

[cicadascribbles]

This is your daily reminder to eat some salt! Salt is very important for your body and your kidneys need it to reabsorb water into the body! So while you’re staying hydrated today remember some salt will help too!

[fianna-is-tired]

current mood this Therapy Thursday

[birf]

those guessing wrong, this is your sign to read dorohedoro

[exileorexodus]

Today on Shen’s hot takes: today, rivalsduo, and dream (as like. just a guy. )

Look man I’m mentally incapable of seeing a mf as just a mf. All content creators are literally just guys, holding them on “can do no wrong” idolization puritan pedestals is just a gambit set to fail. I loved techno dearly but I didn’t think he was a literal godsent angel and icon of perfect role-modeling who has never made mistakes or fallacies in his entire life, dude was also literally just a guy (with the wisdom to avoid any possible controversies. ) I like the content that came from their dynamic and that spawned in the fanbase because of it, and I enjoy consuming that media.

like yeah some creators fare better than others in terms of internet moral upstanding, but that’s just how life goes in general. Tell me you’ve never handled a real life dispute without telling me that you’ve never handled a real life dispute.

Also this is my official “I’ve fallen to goldenboys duo propaganda” post, I’m in it for the fanon content, not the ccs (although I’m fond of both of them, they just never make content together, and I don’t expect them to.)

[saucetail]

draw that grown man with a receding hairline. do it now

[inkberrry]

Here’s a thing I was writing a bit ago that I don’t think I’ll finish up, but I kind of like it regardless so here it will go. Based on the fight at the Last Light Inn and what happened in Vehn’s play through when I uhhhh didn’t get the memo I was supposed to stop bad things from happening.

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“You don’t understand.” Vehnrix slumped to the dirt, his fingers digging into the gore and coming up with a fistful of blood soaked earth. “I was Mattias, I was Mol. Those kids were me. That was my life. And I failed them.”

Vehnrix’s voice broke, tears splashing down his cheeks. His whole body tensed as he tried to hold back the sobs that wanted desperately to escape.

“I failed them. I tried and I failed.”

“We don’t know they’re gone forever, Vehnrix.” Gale’s voice was soft, quiet in the pulsing dark. “We’ll find them. You haven’t failed anyone.”

Vehnrix didn’t look up. He only crumpled at the pressure of Gale’s hand on his shoulder, reassuring and comforting. It was a catalyst, the final hit to the dam holding back Vehnrix’s despair.

He pressed his hands to his face and sobbed, the sound ragged and echoing out to meet the deep shadows surrounding them. It seemed to feed on them, to devour and gorge until the darkness was heavy and full. Not sated — never sated — but satisfied. For now.

Vehnrix vaguely registered the gentle tug of Gale’s hands lifting him to his feet. Guiding him away from the worst of the massacre. Hushed voices filtered through his sobs, now a low, steady beat in time with his heart.

Eventually his tears ran dry. Vehnrix came back to himself, his back propped against a cool stone tucked away by the water. It was almost peaceful with the lapping of the waves, pulled steadily into tides even so far from the sky. Gale was beside him, as he always was.

“Sorry,” Vehnrix mumbled, rubbing the raw and raised skin around his eyes. His throat was dry, his words. scratchy. “Didn’t mean to fall apart like that. I, ah… don’t think I’ve ever fallen apart like that.”

“No need for apologies, Vehnrix.” Gale wrapped a comforting arm around his shoulders, pulling him close. The spicy scent of spell components tickled Vehnrix’s nose, and he breathed in deep despite it. He leaned his head on the wizard’s shoulder, letting the comfort he exuded calm his heart whatever measure it could.

He was silent for a while, eyes watching the water, willpower alone keeping him from looking back at the blood soaked inn. Gale was wrong; he did need to apologize. Maybe not for breaking down, but for not being enough. Not fast enough to pull Mol from the devil’s grasp, not strong enough to beat back the creatures on their killing spree. Not wise enough to make the right choices to end this mess altogether.

“I know that look.” Gale’s voice drew Vehnrix back, his soft expression laced with the strength Vehnrix needed. “You cannot blame yourself. That is a long, harmful road you needn’t walk down. Trust me.”

“There’s no one else to blame.”

“That is decidedly untrue.” Gale’s palm lifted Vehnrix’s chin, forcing their eyes to meet. “Blame the Absolute, blame Ketheric Thorm, blame the gods themselves. But do not blame yourself.”

Gale’s hand slipped along Vehrnix’s jaw, up and over his cheek. A gentle caress, the buzz of magic beneath his skin a welcome hum. “You are enough, Vehnrix. As you’d said to me more times now than I can care to count.

[ladyescapism]

i love waking up to likes on my posts that came though at like 2am

like yas you little sleepless creatures 2am is the best time to read smut

[twinkmaxxing]

i’ve had the same sketch pad for like 3 years and flipping through it gives me whiplash