#[no problem :3c]

[shrimpisdrawing]

I haven’t been posting much so I thought I’d post some doodles from the last few months yippee

[mysunshine-youremoonlight]

sending it here due to popular demand (you)

the them 🥺

[gomzdrawfr]

a purely self indulgent comic of me visiting the 141 and gifting them present

Gaz - Camera

Ghost - Baymax

Price - Christmas baked goods

angst and mcd ahead :3

Soap - candy cane dagger and bluebells

good night and happy holidays folks

[egberts]

look at the size of these roots they cut out!! some of them are bigger around than my arm!!! this is what patching the problem for five years instead of fixing it causes, my goodness no wonder the plumbing was backing up every six months, this is ridiculous

[maplesleep]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, UTAHIME!!!! 🍰🥳🎁

[peach-nii]

you guys ever heard of the man that was invisible

[kaisollisto]

hi 😳😳

[suokumi]

Obsessed with something my great grandma told me

"If natural selection would still apply to humans, you wouldn't survive"

you're so right granny but goddamn

[chanontherun]

I LOVE GAMBLING <333 out of my games, at least half of them are gacha games lol

[eryanlainfa]

Everything's the same except Aiden goes through existential crisis Howl'style

[kanskje-kaffe]

Melkor had once stood astride the continents of Arda. In the days of his greatest power he had enveloped the lands under his dominion like an eclipse. He had looked down upon the Iron Mountains from the Orocarni to the Helcaraxë and perceived them not as a line, oscillating up and down across the horizon, but spread all flat upon the land. From above, the mountains were not defined by their height, nor the rhythm of their peaks and valleys. There was no progression from West to East. Melkor saw them all at once: from snowbound peaks to iron-black roots where they had been disgorged by the land, they were visible in entirety, two-dimensional and uniform.  Time in the Void felt like that.

Ash Seeketh Embers on AO3 by @Kanskje_Kaffe

Rating: T Pairing: Melkor/Mairon Wordcount: 1260 Additional tags: Dagor Dagorath, Bittersweet, Character Study, Mistaken Identity, Unreliable Narrator, Nostalgia

[sysig]

Wander-ful! (Patreon)

[love4zuzu]

a part of this thing ive been working on yippie :3

Alina was still asleep when Lilith climbed over her and quietly snuck out of their room, checking every few steps to make sure her mom hadn’t woken up either.

She’d let herself walk normally towards the stairs that lead to the main deck, having realized that the waves hitting the sides of the ship would likely mask her footsteps to everyone in their rooms. When she came up to the main deck, moonlight shimmering down, she was not surprised to see Zane at one of the long tables held down in the middle of the ship.

With a yawn, she’d taken a seat directly across from him as if he were a friend she’d known for years, crossed her arms on top of the table, and buried her head in them.

Zane had made a small noise of acknowledgment at her presence, not looking up from his notebook. Now, after countless moments of writing, he finally asks her, “where’s the other one? I hardly ever see you two apart.”

“She’s still sleeping.” Lilith mumbles, her words slurring together slightly with a desire to sleep that threatens to pull her under.

“As you both should be. Is there any particular reason you’re still up at this hour?” Lilith’s eyes peek over the unmoving arms that her head stays buried in, watching Zane’s gaze flitter over the words he’s already written, a questioning look on his face. She’s not entirely sure if it’s for her.

There’s a long moment of silence before Zane meets Lilith’s eye, curiosity in his expression. Ah, probably safe to assume the look was, in fact, for her and not the pages of his book. Lilith lets out a deep sigh, one that leaves her chest empty, and only gives him a small shrug of the shoulders as a response.

Zane puts down his quill, places his elbows firmly on the table, and interlocks his fingers, letting his chin rest on top of them, another hum rumbling in his chest. It reminds Lilith of a wyvern's purr. He doesn’t seem upset that she didn’t properly answer, but it’s obvious he’s waiting for an explanation.

Lilith gives herself a bit to gather her thoughts in a way that sounds right before she answers, “our blanket got dirty, so we have to use a different one, but this one’s too light.” Saying the words aloud makes Lilith realize that this is probably one of those ‘not actually a big deal to anyone besides her’ situations, and she feels her eyes water. Frustrated, she bites her arm just hard enough to feel the pressure without causing pain.

To her surprise, Zane nods along, like what she said makes perfect sense. “It’s more like a sheet than a blanket, isn’t it?” Zane sighs. “I don’t understand how anyone can willingly sleep in something like that.” He picks at his face, his gaze fixed on the ocean behind Lilith. He clicks his tongue. “Well, then. Let’s find you a proper blanket, yes?” He stands up and awkwardly pats Lilith's head in a move that makes her giggle.

“Really? We have heavy blankets?” Lilith’s voice rings with hope, slightly more energized than before. Maybe she’ll be able to sleep comfortably tonight, after all!

“Yes, of course. We don’t need you staying up all night causing trouble.” Zane switches sides and takes a seat by Lilith, his bag in hand. “I’m sure I have something in here you can borrow.” He digs his hand in, reaching deeper into the bag than what seems possible. After a moment, he grasps something and pulls out a beautiful quilted blanket made up of patterns of blue and green flowers.

Lilith blinks in awe of how pretty the blanket is before her groggy mind catches up with the size of the thing! “Wait, how did you fit that in there?”

Zane huffs what Lilith assumes to be a laugh, folds the blanket, and holds up his bag proudly. “It’s enchanted,” he says simply. As if to prove his point further, he reaches in again and pulls out a large, unlit lantern before dropping it back in. “Now, is this blanket heavy enough? Do keep in mind that you’ll be able to fold it on top of yourself, considering how much bigger it is.”

With a shake of her head to focus her thoughts, Lilith takes hold of the blanket and lifts it up. Woah, this blanket is like something from her dreams! It’s soft but heavy enough that she’ll feel protected from the outside world while she sleeps!

She nods her head quickly, excitement overtaking the tiredness, her feet kicking from where they hang in the air.

“Oh, wonderful. You may use it until yours is returned. Of course, I expect you to keep it clean.” Zane stands up once more, beckoning Lilith to follow as he starts walking back to the crew’s quarters.

Zane walks slower than his usual pace, slow enough that Lilith is able to stay in sync with him without having to speed up. Whether it’s intentional or not, it makes her feel nice.

The tiredness laps at her mind once more, but despite that, or maybe because of it, she can’t stop herself from asking him questions on their short walk back to her room.

“Where’d you get that bag?” A particularly powerful wave crashes into the side of the ship, throwing Lilith off balance. When she grasps Zane’s hand to stay up, she feels him tense, but he doesn’t pull away even after Lilith is steady again.

“Well, the bag itself is a gift from my mother. The enchantment, I assume that’s the part you’re talking about, was done by myself.” On the stairs, Zane lets her use his hand as if it’s a vine to swing down the last few steps.

“Oh. That’s a nice gift, I think,” Lilith says, more to herself than to Zane, as they stop in front of her room.

Zane laughs another small breath. “Yes, it was. Truthfully, it’s one of my favorites.” He kneels down until he’s eye-to-eye with her. “I’m going to cast a little spell on you so that you may walk through the door without risking it creaking. I’ll cast it on the blanket as well, obviously, so you can carry it through. Don’t worry about it dragging on the floor; just do not stain it, alright?”

Lilith nods her head, holds out her hands for the blanket, and stumbles slightly at its weight, earning her a near-proper laugh from Zane.

He casts the spell, dark blue swirls circling Lilith before quickly disappearing. Zane nods to her, letting her know he’s finished the spell. He once again pats her head, a little less awkwardly the second time around, and stands up, finishing the conversation.

Going through the door is a strange feeling that only lasts a second before she’s back in her room, her mom and sister snoring softly in greeting. The blanket does drag from a spot where it’s come unfolded on her way across the room, but she dusts it off once she reaches her bed and throws it up.

She climbs over to her spot in between Alina and the wall, pulls the blanket all the way up to her neck, and for the first time that night, she feels her entire body relax as the weight of the blanket crushes her like a warm hug.

[partyinthemysterymachine]

and i think to myself: augh what a wonderful world

(commission by @radrezi )

[maddiemuu]

for the last few weeks i've had this one post i saw here on the mind describing a kind of seizure that just so happens to line up rly well with these weird... muscle spasm events...? i was having somewhat frequently a few years ago. and like. i hardly ever get them anymore. but i probably should mention them to my gp :(( EVEN THOUGH I REALLY DON'T WANT TO. but i will.