#Maudlin

[skelleste]

I made this last year but finished it at the end of Hanukkah so enjoy it NOW!!!

[maeowl]

✨An autumnal look for my huldra, Maudlin, to visit to the Autumn Court in! ✨

[thepixelatedcactus]

OC is maudlin by @skelleste

man...

[ganglygamer]

"Scott drinks seawater and then eats a cold dill pickle on a stick: The art dump".

Random vacation drawings I did featuring @skelleste's characters, all of whom belong to them. The first was just a random idea of what would happen if Scott tried to quench his thirst with seawater and shriveled up as a result, and the second I came up with after seeing that poster on the boardwalk. Also Scatterbrain and Maudlin have an altercation with seagulls.

[howifeltabouthim]

'I'm not interested in the future . . . I want the past back.'

Lev Grossman, from The Bright Sword

[daily-cool-words]

Today's word of the day is...

Maudlin

[Adjective]

Definition: Tearfully sentimental, in a self-pitying way.

Example Sentence: May took a swig of her drink and sighed. Whiskey always made her maudlin.

[tangerinebonfire]

LiveJournal and Lapsed Friendships

I've had "back up livejournal" on my to-do list for about ten years at this point. I finally decided to do it today. After I pulled down all my posts, I clicked onto the friends tab to see who was still around. The most recent post from anyone was 2020, and most of them were closer to the mid-2010s. A few people fully scrubbed their blog.

It feels weird to see the last snapshot posts from people I used to be close with. It's weird to realize that those people are gone. Like, even if I sent one of them a message today, I would get someone else -- whoever they are now 10 years later. They'd be confused to hear from me.

I've been having this unsettling feeling lately (like, past 5 years tbh) like I am living my life in the space after the credits have rolled. Everything used to feel urgent and real and immediate, and it just mostly doesn't anymore? I'm not sure if this is just how life is after your 20s are over or if it's because I live in the suburbs.

[marieslocket]

Dear Beloved,

I like to think that you're the melancholic guitar riff and I'm the screamy vocals. You're the symbol crash and I'm the distinct bassline. Even in my drunkenness and in my sobriety, you're all that I think about so I don't think to feel bad about myself.

[zakalwe-the-ninth]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Discworld - Terry Pratchett Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Havelock Vetinari, Sybil Ramkin Additional Tags: Ficlet, Alternate Universe - Post-Canon Summary:

You do the job that’s in front of you.

That’s what Vimes always said, wasn’t it?

[little-silly-things]

hahhhahahahhahahahahahah

maudlin shit again

(she is a lesbian werewolf who is buddies with the very horny gender alien vampire man in the attic)

[skelleste]

Just some doodles of Tom and Maud. I wanted to draw them being more emotive than their original sheet.

[maeowl]

I see a ttrpg and go "is anyone going to play a bad mother?" and then don't even wait for a response.

Anyway. Vasilisa and Maudlin are on opposite ends of the bad mom spectrum and I'm so proud of them both. AND they both have great outfits

[motleywolf-et-al]

rereading fool's fate...

i know everything that's going to happen.

i've participated in endless discord discussions about multiple aspects of this book and this trilogy.

i've devoured probably thousands of pieces of fanart centered on this trilogy, and at various times i've savored, tasted, gorged myself on, or gobbled down quite a few fics related to this part of the series.

truly, i expected that my emotions on reread would be more blunted because of this history and because of the time distance between when i first read this book and now. surely there could be no way my heart would be shattered in a million tiny little pieces driving themselves into my tender internal organs like ice picks this time around.

surely!

no way.

...

as you can guess, that is not what i'm discovering, as i sit here wiping tears from my face and irrationally hating fitz for actions yet to come in the last trilogy (namely, forgetting the effects of torture halfway through FQ when he both went through it himself in RA and witnessed a small taste of it via the pale woman), while simultaneously bleeding internally with the foreknowledge that i'm just at the beginning of the Dark Times in this book.

this time hits different because i know how it ends. this time, i'm already heartsick halfway through the book, and filled with dread to read the rest.

this time, there is no hope. only a broken heart, broken well in advance.

[not-this-crude-matter]

PAX weekend has been a challenging time since 2014, and very challenging since 2019, but it's a hell of a challenge this year.

[funsimplethings]

[nuisancehelicopter]

Prince of tennis making me ship everybody with everyone else

The cultural impact this show had was unbridled