#frolicking in the woods

[311amber-cat]

Probably me

[can-eating-hobbyist]

omg you’re so cool

maybe... but have u seen percy? hes way cooler than me. so is annabeth 🙏

[serin-drive]

Mushrooms on a mossy log..

[amy---pearson]

I can't be the only one thats

seriously been vibing to some

chill daydreams lately...

[tillman]

ive been editing for an hour and have literally only gotten 35 pages done because i keep getting distracted by Everything ever. perhaps this will go up tomorrow

[mentalmambo93]

Some forest photos from last fall

[lovebunnie]

caitvi sex in a jail just like how caitvi met THIS IS WHAT DREAMS ARE MADE OF

[lunarharp]

extra post for riche's birthday :)

[ocean-glint]

i think the world would begin to heal if we all committed to watching sunsets every evening instead of whatever they call capitalism

[tawnyevergreen]

Haven’t been posting art much, but I HAVE been frolicking through the woods and collecting mushrooms after the recent storms <3

These are smooth and cinnabar chanterelles on sourdough, sautéed with rosemary. It was delicious.

[starmagnets]

i am once again asking y’all what the fuck happens in warrior cats i am more afraid every time i hear new information about it.

[shares-a-vest]

“What are you doing out in these treacherous hundred acre woods all on your lonesome, Princess Aurora!”

Nancy screams bloody murder, spinning around at lightning speed, sending the wildflowers she has collected flying from her flimsy wicker basket. She holds the basket out wide with a firm grip, ready to wallop whoever the hell is lingering behind her.

She freezes mid-swing at the sight of Eddie Munson, standing in some weird ninja-adjacent pose, wide-eyed with panic.

“What the hell, Eddie!” she yells, waving the basket about as she stomps her foot.

The move sends a flinch through Eddie’s body as he digs his Reeboks into the dirt track.

“I…” he starts through gritted teeth, slowly raising his index finger like he's trying to make a point. “I probably shouldn’t have snuck up on someone who owns several guns.”

Nancy lowers her wicker weapon and rolls her shoulders back.

“I don’t own several guns,�� she clarifies, pursing her lips. “And I don’t just carry them around with me anywhere I go. Anyway, what are you doing out here?”

Eddie stands upright and holds his hands all too innocently behind his back. He swings back and forward on his heels, grinning.

“Looking for frogs.”

She rolls her eyes. Of course, that's what Eddie is doing out near Lover's Lake in the middle of the day on a Thursday.

He basically skips towards her until they are merely a step apart. He looks her over, eyes narrowing with suspicion.

Oh no.

Nancy swiftly crouches, avoiding Eddie's gaze as she moves to assess the damage to her scattered wildflowers. He starts circling her, taking large, gangly strides that send him stumbling every few steps on the uneven ground.

“Did you know…” he begins with a dramatic uptick. “Robin broke up with Miss Vickie…”

He tilts his head to the side with expectant glee, his hair flopping in front of his face as he drops lower and lower.

“Y-Yeah,” she splutters, shaking her head as she continues picking up the flowers. “Yeah... Totally sucks… I guess.”

“Oh!” Eddie shrieks, jumping upright. “I’m sure you are devastated!”

She bolts upright and places a hand on her hip, sending Eddie into a fit of giggles. She glares back, triggering an awkward, silent standoff in the serene warmth of the Spring day.

“I’m… I’m,” she eventually stutters, searching for a reasonable defence because, by the look of Eddie’s burning stare and his crossed arms, he isn’t going to let this slide. “I’m just trying to be a supportive friend.”

“Hence the flowers?” he shoots back, sticking out his bottom lip.

He crosses a lock of hair over his face as he leans in way too close, giggling yet again.

She sighs as she looks down at her muddied boots. “Hence…”

Wow, she really was that obvious. But it’s not like she was expecting an interrogation out in the woods!

“Care for an escort, M’Lady?” Eddie asks in an awful fake British accent as he bows and offers his hand. “I'll help you pick some new flowers. It's the least I can do. Besides, we can’t have you getting eaten up by The Big Bad Wolf.”

She takes his arm and hands over her basket, admitting, “I also have Easter eggs for Robbie, too...”

“Oh, yeah,” Eddie nods, voice dripping with sarcasm as he pats her hand. “Gotta commiserate with your secret crush over flowers and chocolate.”

They start off along the worn path they were separately following, a popular track down from the main road into Hawkins to Lover's Lake, to find said not-so-squished (and completely supportive and platonic... yeah, that!) flowers.

And some frogs.

[can-eating-hobbyist]

G-MANNNN WASSUP -Selena (d/o Hades)

@yes-im-a-daughter-of-hades

HIIIIIIII

[serin-drive]

Mushrooms in bloom

[amy---pearson]

Does anyone else see roots on the ground in the forest as a snake trail leading us on an adventure?

[seventhlittlecrow]

Meant to be a royal advisor that lives peacefully in a forest with a cat wearing a long cloak and attending balls.

Forced to be researching colleges and writing essays.