#my biggest weakness

[x22817]

Herz slips n sliiiiiiiiiiiides

I'm struggling with the depression real hardcore. It's cold outside. I was busy with work. The training just isn't happening. This is making the depression worse. You get the idea.

Today, I tried to change this whole thing. We walked down to our pet store to train. I ended up talking to the girl who works there for a little while, and she is super supportive of us coming down regularly even if we don't buy anything.

We worked on a ton of stuff! But by the end, I ended up focusing on two things: recall and drop rein training (my way of saying you drop the leash and it's the equivalent of them being tethered to the spot).

I didn't think about our gear set up until we got home. We don't go out in public in our walking leash much. I do think we should be able to do everything in both setups. But, I want to be consistent with her, so we will wear the hands free from now on.

[josephquinncurl]

LOOK AT THE SIZE OF JOSEPH'S HANDS 🫠

[sadmages]

man i dont know how to read timing charts they're gonna find out im not a real animator

[just--another--wallflower]

[myurucrie]

why in I’m I thinking about reshape AGAIN

[heirbane]

I'm sorry about the delay 💕💕💕

great love,  like a great country or a great leader even ... is a flawed one.

Flawed.

He remembered, suddenly, of the bust that had been commissioned, the feast and celebration that had been held upon his promotion. So few held the Legatus position in Garlemald, and those who held the honor oft took the title to their grave. He was the youngest to have earned such a promotion.

It was wrong. He recalled how odd it was to see himself cast in white, a phantom staring back at him, youthful and perfected and wrong all at once. It was as if they had taken the idea of him and not the truth and cut away at the marble based on that.

He wasn't a person to them. He was an ideal, he knew, shrouded behind his helm and the technology that augmented his capabilities. The bust was not flawed. It was perfected in a way that didn't - that couldn't - exist.

Maybe it was. Maybe perfection was a deficiency. He had reached for it for decades and decades and thought he had claimed it, once upon a time.

There was no such thing. The bust the Empire had made to honor him was wrong. Maybe there was no way to make it right.

He wondered what had become of them all. They had lined the main ballroom, one of many that Varis had decreed excessive once Solus passed; likely they had been moved into storage, busts of a dozen and more men simply staring into the dark. Had the imperfect recreations of Garlemald's best survived the end of the world? Had they crumbled, broken into pieces just as the Emperor had been, marble dusting the tile like dried blood?

Or were they still standing - still, still - staring into the ruin and waiting for perfection?

He heard the sound of lips smacking, swiftly followed by the warbling of new life. He pulled himself from the snow, from the man that still lived in Garlemald, forcing himself back into the present. It was dark, the midnight breeze carrying salt and warmth through the cracked window, and she was calling his name as if she knew he was abroad and not beside her.

"Take him," she said. It was not a suggestion or a request. The babe was already half-asleep, as if it had been lulled simply by being against her skin. She had pulled him ashore, certainly, but it was the weight of the infant that truly had him back in Werlyt, sweet-smelling and warm and impossibly his.

She re-buttoned her sleeping shirt and pulled the blankets back around her ribs. He felt her curl into his side, a palm stroking his spine as he stared down at the recreation of himself.

He was just as the bust had once been - almost perfect. The boy had scarcely seen a sunrise and was already hale and whole in ways he could never imagine, youthful and flawless in ways he couldn't remember being. But there were wrongs there, too, already memorized in the hours he had existed, in the lilt of his tiny ears and the darkened marks upon his cheeks.

The cracks in the marble weren't shortcomings. The hand on his back had fallen; her cheek pressed into his upper arm, exhaustion heavy in her wheezy sleep.

He was flawed. He lacked a third eye. He lacked any semblance of Auri blood, a muddled, incoherent combination of them both, warm and true where he tucked into Gaius' arms and snored.

There was no better thing, he thought.

[sloppykyuu]

Just found out about cowboy ghost…

[taylorluvation]

i could absolutely melt right now

BANG CHAN ♡ BUZZFEED KITTEN INTERVIEW TEASER

[folyxfanart]

[ranch-sauce29]

What do you think your biggest weakness is? How can you work on improving this?

I can’t stand that I’m awkward. Or that I worry too much about what I say and that sometimes it comes out as gibberish or an unfinished thought. I hate that I have a bad memory. It’s mainly upsetting when I’m trying to reference something and I can’t picture it or I can’t find the words. I told myself it might be oversleeping, but I also need to learn to retain information. I get the idea that it is better to observe others than contribute just so I can stay in my comfortable bubble. Makes me appear as a weirdo, statue, quiet, school shooter type. I’ve embraced the idea that I’m a weirdo, but I’m not sure whether that’s something to be proud of or not. I’m still learning to be sure of me, focus on building stronger habits that will help me and save me for myself.

[sunfloowerlatte-art]

let’s dance in the light of the god killer!

[heartclawz]

HETEROSEXUAL SEX

First thing you see after you zoom in is how you die

How you dying 👀

[drrav3nb]

AYO EDEBIRI as Sydney Adamu WILL POULTER as Luca THE BEAR SEASON 3 | Episode 10 - Forever

Are you close? Yeah. Kind of best friends and kind of lost touch, so. It's nice to reconnect. Yeah, especially when it literally is like a best friend that you saw every day of your life and you kinda went through this sort of battle together.

Bonus:

[hotwings-incorrect-quotes]

*dabi felt kinda bored and lonely so he decided to commit a little arson hoping that some handsome wing hero would fly here to arrest him*

dabi: *waiting for hawks to come* all right... play it cool. play it cool.

hawks: *lands in front of dabi* the fuck are you doing in my patrol area? put it off hot stuff, you could’ve just called, you know?

dabi: *playing it cool* AHAHAHAHAHAH *laughing maniacally and throwing more fire* i broke my phone.

*meanwhile hawks waiting for every arson report*

tokoyami: hawks-san why are you always going on fire missions? isn’t fire your biggest weakness?

hawks: yes, it is my dear intern. in many ways.

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

what if i told u,,,,,,,,,,, i had another new au idea

say hello to the 'two-faced' au! where u start to work at the daycare and become besties with Sun n Moon right as Vanny is putting the whole virus-thing into motion. Moon rlly likes u and feels like he can b his genuine Professional Silli Boi self around u, so when he starts having some more murdery tendencies he makes the executive decision to just kinda Lie About It and make sure u don't know! and everything will be fine, so long as u never find out about those missing kids! or where ur coworker went. or why ur other coworker quit. or why that one guy is in the hospital. or,,

(it gets way more complicated when management starts to wonder if u could be tied to all these accidents that only ever seem to happen on ur days off)

[sharkgirldick]

The easiest way to get in my pants is to cuddle me btw. I will get hard and very embarrassed and do my best to hide it. If you look in my eyes and tell me you want me you will be getting railed shortly.