#ugh this is sad

[vixtionary]

Truth serum + "What did I do wrong? Why-- *WHY* was I not good enough for you?"

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The glow dulls in swirling embers as he is confronted with the question; unexpectedly so, he would have thought their previous conversation to have kept the virtuoso preoccupied. Apparently, there were other things eating away at his diseased mind — the wasting of which Jericho found both appalling & fascinating. His lips creased with something akin to pain ( or cringe ) before the other's blatant persistence, even taking a step back to prevent any ambitious approach. He needed Khada Jhin alive, for now.

"I do not understand." Disappointment laces his tone as he huffs, shaking his head to release silver strands from his chestplate's collar. "Why do you insist on furthering your misfortune? Do you... do you take pleasure in such...pronounced antics?" Let sleeping dogs lie, he wanted to tell him, but instead succumbed smoothly to the serum's effect ( who would have thought Khada Jhin would go through such risk if only to ask him a ridiculous question? It was genius, in a way, for it caught even Jericho Swain off guard )

"Since you so long to hear it, then, here it is; it was never about what you did. It is about who you are." His expression, usually so austere when facing him, mellowed if only for a second - the trepidation of a man about to deliver a reluctant final blow. Truly, he sought not to upset him, especially not now. And so Jericho knew that he would have to let him down slowly.

"It was a pleasant night of exploration, nothing more. Could we leave it at that?"

[hotmess-exe]

pleasant reminder that ZOOS SHOULDNT EXIST

this also brings to mind the entire online social media industry of ""rescuing"" baby animals. just a giant ring of people putting the same animals into different dangerous situations until they die off-camera. using kids and animals for clout NEEDS to be criminalized

Not to be a killjoy (though it is what I do best) but the unsafe and rough handling of a baby Pygmy hippo in a pretty substandard Thai zoo being meme-ed into something funny and cute really shows just how much groupthink plays into public perception of animal welfare.

Moo Deng shows avoidance, threat displays and stress around her keepers that are constantly man-handling her, blasting her with a hose and harassing her. The enclosure is mostly concrete, which is horrible for her soft feet. There looks to be some substrate but there doesn’t seem to be any areas for wallowing or deep water wading.

There’s also very easy access of this hippo to the public with no places to hide. I’d love if someone could shed more light on the enclosures but from what I’ve seen it’s not great.

Also the free contact and forcing into tubs that the keepers do is only going to create an avoidant and potentially aggressive and dangerous Pygmy hippo.

But the public happily overlook that because she’s cute. It’s a similar attitude with seals too.

Stop rewarding bad husbandry with clout. Baby animals deserve agency and respect and to grow up without getting harassed and feeling the need to defend themselves constantly.

[toughbunnyforever]

the beginning and the end

[bi-writes]

Would Simon do cute-sy couple things with MOB in public? Hand holding, kisses/cuddles, pet names? Or since they are out in the open, is he always reserved until they are in a restaurant or in the car- just away from the public eye

mail-order bride

in private, this man is on his knees for his wife. in the car, he'll put his hand over yours on your thigh or just look over at you time to time to check on you. at home, he fixes your hair for you, offers to cut your nails if you don't get them done, oils your hair, brushes it. he learns your skincare routine and will help you in the bathroom mirror, smoothing it over your face and making sure your skin is hydrated and treated. he definitely asked you to show him how you take off your makeup so that he can help you do it at the end of a long day; he'll come into the bedroom with micellar water and cotton and have you lay your head in his lap as he takes it off for you and murmurs how pretty you are.

he loves putting your shoes on for you, especially if there's laces or things to tie. gets on one knee for you and buckles your heels or ties your runners or zips up your boots.

he doesn't like when you use the stool to get to the top shelf. he likes showing off his strength, picking you up to get you to the shelf, groping you a little and making your head spin when he sets you down and buries his face into your neck.

in public, he's still affectionate, but he doens't initiate much. but he never turns his girl away.

he always wears his mask, so kissing doesn't happen much, but you make it work. when he buys you some flowers at the farmers' market, you kiss him over the mask softly, cooing in his ear, telling him he's so nice, he's so kind. doesn't say anything because he's blushing mad under the mask.

when you're walking along the main road checking out the shops, you reach over and take his hand, and he intertwines your fingers gently as you keep walking.

simon always keeps you away from the road. subconsciously even, always getting between you and someone else, always standing at your back, glaring when someone looks your way too long or looks at you funny. he carries your things for you; shopping bags, groceries, heavy packages, he doesn't let you hold a thing, but you don't mind, especially when the items get heavy. you try not to stare too long as he grunts when he lifts up a heavy box for you, big arms bulging as he carries it into the house.

calls you love, sweetheart, luvvie. his most frequently-used petname is baby, he adores calling you that, cause that's what you are to him. in public, baby makes you shy, in the bedroom, it has you a whining, squirmy little mess.

he doesn't love to be too affectionate in public though. the most he does is hold your hand or keep you close; at the pub, he likes when you sit in his lap sometimes, but he keeps it very cool and casual. although he does grip your chin sometimes or say something into your ear, and it definitely has you squeezing your legs together when you think a little too much about it (effortless sex appeal ok).

in a restaurant, simon is just a straight gentleman. opening doors for you, pulling out your chair, taking your purse for you to hold it or set it aside (and to keep you from paying, although it's adorable when you use the credit card he gave you to give to the waiter). when you need to go to the toilet, he gets up, takes your hand, walks you over so he can see you go inside safely. doesn't matter if it's a fast food place or a fancy restaurant, simon is just always concerned about you and can't sit still unless he knows you get to and from somewhere safely.

with his mask on in public, it's a lot of noses touching, foreheads pressing together, chaste kisses through cloth. always brief and always quiet, but they are intimate exchanges anyways. they are almost always silent, and you speak with nothing but your eyes, but you don't need much else with simon. you know each other by now, can read each other, and you take comfort in your new reality.

he is most himself at home, though. most himself without his mask, cooking you dinner, leaning over you as you bake something for him in your new cast iron pan (he saw the red color of it and thought of you in that cherry dress, couldn't help himself). he's most himself feeding the cats, cutting up whole sardines and quail eggs, a pump of salmon oil and some freeze-dried chicken hearts (the black cat prefers veggies, too, in an elevated bowl--the orange one is forced to eat from a lick mat or else she'll eat too fast for her own good). he's most himself watching you in the mirror, stealing glances of you coming out of the shower, tucking you into bed.

and he feels the most alone when he stands in front of you, duffel bag over his shoulder as johnny honks on the car horn outside. he feels the most alone, the saddest, when he tries to ignore your trembling lip and teary eyes as he says goodbye to you.

in his own home, mask on, feeling so close to you and yet somehow, the farthest from you. and when he kisses you goodbye, mask hiked up over his nose, he tries to forget the taste of your tears and the sound of your choked i love you.

if he thinks about it too long, he won't move from this spot.

[idk-i-just-really-like-tsc]

if meredith suffering bc she could maybe not be a doctor anymore wasn’t enough they had to bring up Derek’s death! rude!

[grapefruit185]

he loves those dumb twins sm, the found family aspect of this show makes me go crazy!!!!!!!

(1st pic is referencing this post lol)

[catkettle]

is it gay to share an umbrella with your crush

[jknox11]

daily reminder it bothers jean to see jeremy upset

[thrumugnyr]

Day 3 of @officialrhysandweek - Loved ones

Rhysand never expected his sister to warm up so quickly to the Spring boy when he invited him to the Night Court for the first time...

[blackseafoam]

✨Tech and Phee: Outlaws to the end✨

Bad Batch x Red Dead Redemption crossover AU

[chrliekclly]

silly charmac cz i was making myslf too sad w tht last one lol

[monstrblood]

isabel

[muxhroom-marx-markiplier]

au where chris is able to actually get to josh in the shed before josh gets dragged into the mines cuz its soooooo mean and rude and bs that he isnt able to in the actual game

[thereweredragonshere]

More on the revived beast stoick au🤗

[ghl-osty]

luz isn’t above using undertale references to make her brother and herself feel better

[sgtpeppers]

David Angus and Ian Hart as Brian Epstein and John Lennon in The Hours and Times (1991)

"Maybe we torment each other."