#i miss home

[appalachiasferaldaughter]

Hail to the Old Gods;

The ancient ones, Deities of forest, mountain, and sea, for whom my ancestors poured from their ram horns.

Hail to the god of emotions, who teaches us when to embrace chaos and when to refrain for the moment.

Hail to the goddess of seiðr, who holds the key of divination in the waves of her golden hair trailing down her breasts.

Hail to the god of strength, guardian of the deer herds, who teaches me when to cry for help and when to stand and gore. Hail to the Allfather, whose unconventional wisdom hurt me greatly in the moment, but saved my soul from perpetual insanity through the binding of runes.

(Thank you all for everything)

Hail to the Old Gods.

[e-mptyflowerfields]

[witheringfawntobloom]

[sharksandjays]

just made homemade turkish chai for the first time in 4 years…i miss home

[greatwise]

Eddie is super excited about going on CC’s first tour. They just realised an EP, they have a couple of their favourite covers on the set list and a couple of venues are even sold out closer to home. His bags are packed and in the hallway, guitar securely in its case.

He isn’t excited to leave Hawkins.

Or, more specifically, his bed and the boy who has made a home in it.

The first alarm goes off around 9am. Steve sleeps right through it but Eddie has been in and out of sleep all night. He hits the snooze button and pulls the cover over his head. He’s in no rush, the guys won’t be around until 12pm to set off for Indianapolis.

The second alarm is one Steve set, knowing this would happen. 9:10am. He stirs, stretching out his arm to find Eddies hair to tangle his fingers into. Instead, he finds a mound of duvet moving up and down softly.

“Eds?”

“Hm.” The duvet is pulled up to reveal only Eddies face, a little red and pouty.

“Don’t make me leave, you can’t.” He says looking up into Steve’s eyes. Steve moves himself down, pulling the duvet over his head and soon they are breathing into each others air.

“You’ve been so excited for this since you were, like, 12 what’s giving you cold feet now?” Steve furrows his eyebrows.

“You.”

Steve softened.

[thixcy]

Happy Friday to meee 😌

✨looking forward to a fun and magical rest of the week✨

[peasunflower]

home brings you memories, she said, the curtains remind her of untold tales. the walls speak to me of badminton evenings and dares to stand on them. my windows although forgotten, remain my fav spot to write my homework. my kitchen reminds me of numerous sit-on-the-counter gossip sessions with my mum. home floods me with memories I cherish, people I adore and thoughts unspoken but never unfelt.

[foidolite]

Closer to you

[just-in-cays]

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[appalachiasferaldaughter]

Hail, Spirit of the Mountain, Hail, Landvættir!

Hail to you, Spirit of the Mountain lands, Although I am from Appalachia, you welcome me as your own kin and Daughter.

Hail to you, Landvættir: the Great Deer Herds, The Guardians of these mountains and woods, Keepers of the Ancient Wisdom and tales.

May I recognize your presence all times, May I always listen when you speak up, May you be blessed in all your endeavors.

Hail, Spirit of the Mountain, Hail, Landvættir!

[111lustforlife]

being homesick and yearning for your home and family

until you get back and realise why you left in the first place

[chuchaaay]

Philippines, 2022

Featuring my grandmother’s ancient mirror. I cleaned that mirror multiple times but that mirror needs to be carbon dated 😂

[sharksandjays]

one thing people dont seem to understand about TCKs is that we…dont have a home.

Because to me, home is always the last place i live. Just when i come to think of it as home, im ripped from it and expected to deal with the grief as ive done every time, in silence.

Yeah, im happy in my new “home” but i miss home. and the home before that. and the home before that. and the home before that. and the home before that. and the home before that. and the home before that.

no matter what, ill always yearn for a home that i will never be able to return to.

[lovebvni]

“I’m tired of waiting, I want this to be real. I’m nervous, observing. So determined — It’s concerning.”

— Elita’s Introverted

[giolcach]

wish you were here

[atomic-rattz]

HELP SAVE ME WHY IS THERE A KID ROLLING AROUND ON THE FLOOR WITH A PHONE 😭😭😭