The Greatest Thing We Can Do In Life Is Find The Power To Forgive.

Sorry to break it to you but you literally have to face your fears and slaughter them. Otherwise you will live a small life that you do not want. You literally have to view your biggest fears and attack them head on. You have to fall into the abyss to find your way out. The easy path does not exist. There is no get out of jail free card. You have to allow yourself to die a spiritual death over and over again in order to reinvent yourself into the person you are actually supposed to be. And you have to be painfully honest with yourself and the people around you. It’s horrible but it’s truly the only way.

is this anything,

“i can’t do this anymore” says a girl who is not only going to do it but do it well

Silco and his terror of a daughter

I love it when dogs try to help but the task at hand requires zero dogs so they just kinda stand in front of you and look serious.

crying at this pinterest interaction i just saw

“could he daily feel a stab of hunger for you and find nourishment at the very sight of you?” is such a romantic line because despite cannibalism sustaining the illusion that hannibal can control everything and determine outcomes and reverse time, loving will has changed him so drastically that instead of consuming will, will consumes him. and hannibal hungers for him, yearns and aches for him, but is content to just exist near him. to stay in his orbit somehow, if only will allows it. hannibal, who needs to cannibalise others to stay in power, finds nourishment just by looking at will. he loves him so profoundly that he could be imprisoned forever and still it would be better than knowing he might never see will again. it sates him more than eating the pigs beneath him. in will, he finds religion

Sketched a lil Connor as a free man, he is just so so adorable I can’t…

More is coming 💙

Also if there is a dbh community I can be part of, please let me know 🥺

on love arriving unannounced

Harrier ⚔

A sketch I started back in 2020 and randomly felt compelled to finish up last month. My cursed arakkoa boy, Vronaak!