#all shall fear him

[onejellyfishplease]

His neck is infinitely long

[bearr02]

Update on TMS (the mockingbirds song) and ASFH (all shall fear him)

So, both of these series’ are still here and I’m still writing them, but SAS (safe and sound) is currently my main focus and will be updated the most, TMS and ASFH will still be updated, I’m just not sure how often they will be.

I’m really sorry for how long it’s been taking me for updates, but I promise these haven’t been forgotten, they’re just not being updated as frequently as, one, SAS is, two, as I would like for them to be. If you no longer wish to read if you’re on my taglist for these please lmk, but if you are enjoying it and would still like to read on, there will still be new chapters just not very often :)

ASFH taglist:

@princess-sunshyn

Permanent taglist:

@viankiss @lizzymizzy-blogg @teddymoon06 @rln-byg @skyys-universe

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

...Turns out gay sex actually was the solution.

(This is basically a redraw, come read the real deal over at Tiger Tiger)

[luck-of-the-drawings]

THIS THING IS SCUUUFFED AS HELL & ITS ALSO THE BEST THING I HAVE ANIMATED THUS FAR. IM SO IN LOVE WITH EMIZEL. JUST WISH I GAVE HIM MORE STUPID TATTOOS. NEXT TIME THO. NEXT TIME. I ALSO LOVE VEX&VIV SOOOO MUCH. charlies flavor of Deranged is my FAVORITE!!

[skecherss]

"He knows I'm not the possessive type. I'm totally cool with him having other friends." Girl twenty issues earlier you stole your mom's scrubs to sneak into a hospital and spy on your boyfriend's female friend after he repeatedly told you they were just friends. ARE you cool with it

from Robin (1993) #101

[itspileofgoodthings]

I’ve said this before but Jane Austen makes me feel better about living a completely normal/ordinary life.

[heros-shade-fanclub]

i've always adhered to the idea that termina isn't a real place but rather a representation of link himself. and it makes me unwell if i think about it too much. to be quite honest with you

[lyhil]

Nightmares and Dreams that Haunt the Night Commander Harukehn - @harukehn

[moominpopzz]

Thinking about Dakota’s backstory again.. thinking about how horrified he must’ve been with Ashe so high in the air, wondering if they’d snap her out of it at the wrong time and he’d miss catching her, not even being able to use himself as a cushion from the ground

[thebirdandhersong]

but you know! bullet dodged! it's almost enough to put a girl off romance for the rest of the year but heck if I care enough at this point! I've literally run out of emotional energy. the past five months have been such a rollercoaster that I just don't have the energy to keep being upset :-)

[frankenbuggee]

Horror colour practice + photo study + regency vampire = This 🖤🧛🏻‍♂️

Course this is still a wip but I just like the colours ;v;

[tetzoro]

good morning & happy sunday friendz ! i hope today is a wonderful day full of rest and sunshine <3 if it’s not sunny out where you are then please accept this pic of tetsu , his smile is all the brightness you need ! ! ☀️💫

[icewindandboringhorror]

January 2025 moodboard

[aureentuluva70]

So you're telling me that Tolkien was going to write a story about Erinti aka Ilmarë-who we know practically zilch about despite being among the greatest of the maiar-and her likely romance with the Man in the Moon and then he just...didn't write it???

[eimearkuopio]

Schrödinger's Messiah. He is both dead and alive until we open the box. If we have had enough faith, He will be alive.

I'm not ready to open the box yet. It's been too long. I believe, but I am afraid. So if you want to open it, do it yourself. I'm going to go set up the Resurrection Feast and hope it won't be a funeral.

[isawhitney]

Ode on Paul Cotterell

I can still see them sat down there: the man

and the dog. He and Theo, every evening. Stout

in his hand, he’d key into the thrum of the Drover’s Arms:

Farmer Murray whining at the price of good bull calfs,

A chiming of pint glasses. The man would overcast

His eyes and laze, but his crook-like smile

and the ears laid flat on his heart-dog’s head

Would tell you they were listening: he and Theo.

Theo: the dog in the corner, chin on the barstool. Theo

of the lager-coloured pelt. Theo with the lump

beneath his groin that wouldn’t go away. Until at last

the dog lay trusting on the veterinary’s table

And there was bile instead of bitter flowing

As the anaesthetic pulsed along: the sorrowful needle

and the man, eyes overcast. He and Theo.

Ah, but there’s nothing like a dog for bringing it home to you:

Leading you leashwise into that dark side-street,

Tottering home after closing time.