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VTM Clan Songs:
Ventrue: Another Way- Gigi D’Agostino
Toreador: Pretty Bones- Yeule
Malkavian: Fleet Foxes- The Shrine/An Argument
Gangrel: I Found Something in the Woods Somewhere- Hozier
Brujah: Broken Crown- Mumford & Sons
Nosferatu: Exxus- Glass Animals
Tremere: Delta- C2C
Duskborn: Mustang Kids- Zella Day
Saw this on FB this morning
Honestly something that bothers me more than most things is having my compassion mistaken for naivety.
I know that another fish might eat this bullfrog right after I spend months rehabilitating it.
I know that turning a beetle back onto its legs won’t save it from falling over again when I walk away.
I know that there is no cosmic reward waiting for my soul based on how many worms I pick off a hot sidewalk to put into the mud, or how many times I’ve helped a a raccoon climb out of a too-deep trashcan.
I know things suffer, and things struggle, and things die uselessly all day long. I’m young and idealistic, but I’m not literally a child. I would never judge another person for walking by an injured bird, for ignoring a worm, or for not really caring about the fate of a frog in a pond full of, y’know, plenty of other frogs.
There is nothing wrong with that.
But I cannot cannot cannot look at something struggling and ignore it if I may have the power to help.
There is so much bad stuff in this world so far beyond my control, that I take comfort in the smallest, most thankless tasks. It’s a relief to say “I can help you in this moment,” even though they don’t understand.
I don’t need a devil’s advocate to tell me another fish probably ate that frog when I let it go, or that the raccoon probably ended up trapped in another dumpster the next night.
I know!!!! I know!!!!!!! But today I had the power to help! So I did! And it made me happy!
So just leave me alone alright thank u!!!!
THIS.
I heard a story about this, a parable I guess.
There was a big storm and a ton of starfish were washed onto the beach, stranded much further up than they could get back and beginning to bake in the post-storm sunshine. A little girl was walking down the beach, picking up starfish and throwing them back into the sea. Some guy comes up and asks her what she’s doing. “Saving the starfish,” she says.
He looks around at the huge beach and the hundreds of starfish, and says “You can’t possibly save them all. I’m afraid you’re not gonna make much of a difference.”
She throws another starfish back into the ocean, and replies “It made a difference to that one.”
PLEASE TAKE NOTICE OF THIS SASSY DUCK 🐥
Dude
He’s just up there
Story time about something similar, actually!
I’m a pilot, and thus like 85% of my friends are ALSO pilots and one of them is just this delightful older guy that named Bruce. Bruce is a man of simple pleasures, he likes mediocre bbq and to take his vintage J3 Piper Cub out like, every other week just to have the old girl not look so sad in the hangar. We also live about 30NM south of an air base and, according to him, there was a squad of fighter planes out and they wanted some guys to go up in their planes for intercept practice (with pay, obviously) so the guys could get real time practice looking for unfamiliar aircraft.
Bruce, a man who doesn’t need it but wants to say he flew with some fighter jets, takes them up on their offer and takes the old girl up for them. Now, if you’re unfamiliar with a J3, this thing is slow as shit. Like, horrendously slow. And there was a decent headwind that day blowing in off the coast and Bruce gets the brilliant idea that he’s going to do something they can’t. So Bruce turns that old cub into the wind and just flies slow enough that he’s genuinely flying BACKWARDS and the next thing he knows are these three jets screaming past him, wings wobbling something fierce as they’re all about to stall, and the pilots yelling over the radio like “How are you DOING THAT”
He likes to say he owned the air force something awful that day.
“Sewer Rat” was originally an insult, but the Kindred of Clan Nosferatu don’t necessarily feel that way. Above all, they’re survivors.
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Taken from the mighty on facebook,
Angry Genderfluid Snek Chronicles
Single big doodle dump and comments on my DA
Guess my Good Omens collection hasn’t yet finished growing…
A Malkavian and his crazy Gangrel husband having an last evening with the rest of the kindred before the werewolfapocalyps takes the town 🎭😂🐺
This is perfect.
But we didn’t notice it
This is a thing
It’s true… All of it
It’s not always a smooth and pretty ride, and that’s normal! We’re going to make it to where we’re meant to be, even with the sadness and struggles. ❤️️
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do you ever look at your pet and you can literally feel your heart melting because you love them so much
you know when you’re talking w/ someone and you just feel.. Warm. like.. not.. warmth temperature-wise but just this.. sense of overall coziness like on an emotional level speaking w/ them is the equivalent of whenever you step into a patch of sunlight… that’s something
