why is self control so fucking hard for people to grasp

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why is self control so fucking hard for people to grasp
〚headcanon 〛// { sʟᴇᴇᴘ } //
mytha 'sleep' headcanons
нυмαɴ // qυeeɴ ♚ мyтнα →
Regarding sleep ; >>>> Mytha tends to be something of an insomniac. In terms of how long she sleeps at night it tends to be pinpointed around 4 to 5 hours. She spends most nights when she cannot sleep counting the stars, primping and pruning her appearance into the wee hours of the morning, or browsing the materials in their many 'treasures' rooms within the Alonne kingdom (( said treasure in Mytha's eyes is actually more like just junk as it mostly consists of weapons and other such sculptures or works crafted from iron, steel and other similar materials, which she hasn't the slightest interest in--- she's simply fascinated with viewing them as they are things her husband seems to find more interesting and beautiful than she )). If she does find herself to sleep she has been broken out of the act of 'cuddling' with her husband as he doesn't tolerate such an act, and rather she tends to fall asleep with her legs pulled up to her chest and her back curved into his warmth. She generally falls asleep with her back to him--- but she does spend time at night in the dim light counting the imperfections-- or lack their of-- along his lordly features when his features lack the stern appearance as usual. She uses these images of his face at peace, at rest, to fuel her dreams.
ɴαɢα // υɴdeαd creαтυre ♛ мyтнα →
In her inhumanity and incessant hazy thoughts, Naga Mytha never sleeps--- she does often however spend her time in a rather sleep like fog. Her thoughts drift in and out much like they might in sleep--- and she sinks deep into the poison bath, allowing it to tuck in around her like a blanket. Much like she does as a human, she is fond of arching her back as though she's curling into herself, with her tail wrapping around her and her daydreams being fueled by conspicuously familiar faces and emotions of people she vaguely remembers and ambitions that no longer seem relevant but possibly, are still beautiful enough to daydream about.
▪【 exigency】▪ queenster ▪
thomasthejester
▸ Long, pointed nails tapped against the iron window seal, as she impatiently gazed out over the Alonne kingdom. And brows sunk low with the sun, as night came upon them, and the Alonne knights that lined the room behind her stood seemed to grow antsy. Their mere presence annoyed her-- with the clear undying loyalty to their king--- they never showed such allegiance to her and the thought set her on fire--- temperament, nerves, alight at the thought of them. She spun to face the tenants of the room--- Alonne knights, and also occupying the room, the masked face of her congenial companion; her jester, her bodyguard, possibly the only member of this room who she knew she would be safe with. She didn't trust her husbands men to protect her, she didn't trust them not to strike her down if her husband said so--- Yet; there was one . . . one she didn't believe would betray her. one who obeyed her and one whom she trusted. "Fool,"She murmured, not making eye contact with him, "Come here," Brows pinched and her eyes skirted around the others in the room, "You all---get out." She commanded them.
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send me an ✘ and i'll put my music on shuffle, get the song, and post my favorite line as a starter.
❛ im growing closer back to you just what i dont wanna do . . .❜
the fuck? wheres my bus? i hope the stop didnt change
Just watched Pocahontas and cried twice it's so beautiful goodnite
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fucks with it