#it's bigger in the inside

[yoshiyolotli]

My new classroom door has arrived!

I am so excited! My students have NO CLUE, but the staff ... 😎. Love it!

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

[cubbihue]

I just want to see Cosmo, wanda, Timmy, Prei

And the god kids, if you want to

In a cuddle pile.

Cuddle pile!!! Once, Peri brought home a stray Furby. It brought the entire house into chaos as the Furby went feral on them. It took sacrificing Cosmo to it for the Furby to calm down.

It spat him out eventually, but the house was a wreck afterwords. Wanda refused to let Timmy or Peri keep it as a pet, thinking (rightly) that they're not ready for one. Cupid took the Furby off their hands afterwords.

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[keingleichgewicht]

what's house of leaves?

the short version is, it's a book about a book about a book about a book about a movie that never existed about a house that's bigger on the inside than it is on the outside. it is probably the single most famous/notorious existing work of "ergodic fiction", meaning basically fiction which exists in such a complex relationship with its medium that it takes nontrivial effort just to consume, meaning uhhhh a lot of it looks like this,

or worse!

it's like, fifty percent an extremely high-effort mockery of modern academia, it's often doing its active best to be completely incomprehensible to you, its and i cannot emphasize this enough A Space With A Beast In It. its awfully dear to my heart also. or as mark z danielewsky who wrote it puts it:

"I had one woman come up to me in a bookstore and say, 'You know, everyone told me it was a horror book, but when I finished it, I realized that it was a love story.' And she's absolutely right.

[acecroft]

SAW II (2005) dir. Darren Lynn Bousman

[cupophrogs]

Nightstuck Poppet!!

(au belongs to @bunnyspine) I honestly adore the whole concept and vibe of this au, and I could not resist putting my funny jack-in-the-box-jester in some pjs and throwing them into a world of existential horrors!!!

I thought about Poppet and their box becoming like a little hiding spot for Wally, since Poppet would be difficult for Home to access unless the box is wound and opened! Though I suppose it's dangerous to be stationary when a Prowling Puppet is after you... Regardless, Wally seems so lonely, so if he can sneak past Sally, perhaps Poppet can keep him company!

Mini-comic: "HIDE"

I wonder who wound the box?

Extra stuff under the cut :DD

[grapemoon]

[july-19th-club]

love the thing where neal is always 100% on board to yes-and whatever weird bullshit thing mozz is doing even when he doesn't think it's serious like. mozz thinks his diner crush has been kidnapped because of a book she recommended him? and he's frantically explaining all of this in an elevator and trying to keep anybody else out whenever it stops?? okay well that all seems a little overwrought but by god neal's gonna play along and be claustrophobic or just farted or something so nobody else will come inside

[vonlipvig]

when i'm in a long-ass run-on sentence competition and my opponent is johnny truant

[rufoustee]

Trying to figure out how I want to draw them.

[theredontbedragons]

HMS Victory

[whattheheckisatazelwurm]

The parallels between them drive me crazy, actually

[britishchick09]

the ultimate ag historicals lineup! (as it should be!) :D

(shoutout to @bohemian-rhapsody-in-blue, whose tags reminded me to make an updated version with courtney, claudie and isabel & nicki! and here's how the lineup looks in modern ag books)

[coffeeghoulie]

Mushy May Day 26: "You Smell Nice"

After a long day, Aurora comes home to find Swiss in her bed looking for cuddles.

Thank you to @forlorn-crows for putting Mushy May together and to @ghuleh-recs for making the dividers <3

Aurora steps into her room, baring all of her fangs as she yawns. It's been a long day, and she can't wait to sink into her nest and curl up into a deep sleep.

The lights are off, but Aurora doesn't need them to sense that she's not alone right now. The hair on the back of her neck stands up straight, and a growl builds behind her teeth, tail lashing violently behind her. But as soon as the threat slips past her lips, it dies on the air.

Within the piles of pillows and plushies on her bed, gifts from her packmates and soft things that caught her eye, two golden glowing eyes blink sluggishly open.

"Swiss?" Aurora says, flicking on the lamp on her nightstand. The room is awash in soft yellow light. There's a loud, indignant grumbling, and sure enough, there's her fellow multi-ghoul, half buried in her bed, curled up on his side. He covers his eyes with a thick forearm.

"Hey, princess," he mumbles, voice sticky with sleep. "I ever tell you you've got nice digs?"

Aurora chuckles, leaning in closer to trail a purple-painted claw up his forearm, watching goosebumps rise in its wake. "You come in for cuddles?"

Swiss pulls his arm from his face, smiling coyly up at her. "I mean, if you're offering, I won't say no, Rory."

She rolls her eyes playfully, arms crossed over her chest. The hand that had teased over his arm moves up until she cups his cheek, feeling the sharpness of the stubble there. "I was planning on taking a shower, but then I'll come give you some cuddles, you needy, needy ghoul."

Swiss must be exhausted, because he only blinks up at her, enraptured by the little ghoulette towering over him.

"I mean," Aurora continues, "You're more than welcome to join me, but I don't think you're gettin' up any time soon, huh?"

He groans, shifting slowly, the spade of his tail padding against the mattress. "Yeah, you're right," he smiles. "Too comfy."

Aurora leans back on her heels. "Alright, you big lug, I'll be back in like ten minutes for some multi cuddles."

He flashes her a honey-slow grin. "I'll hold you to it."

The last thing Aurora hears as she slips into her bathroom is Swiss laughing at his own joke. The door shuts and latches behind her, and Aurora sighs in relief as she turns on the shower.

Her gills flutter as she steps under the spray, warm water erasing the tension from her shoulders. As much as her affinity to water makes her want to drag the shower out, she really doesn't want to drag it out, knowing that there's cuddles waiting for her.

Aurora reaches for the black bottle of her shampoo, lathering up quickly. Her blunt claws scratch at her scalp, and she groans in satisfaction. A quick, thorough rinse, and she grabs the matching conditioner. She had bought the set on an off day on tour, from a little store in some mall where the air had been intensely fragrant with a thousand different scents that even humans would find it overwhelming.

She finishes washing up, rinsing the conditioner she's let sit while she washed her body. She steps out of the shower, shutting the water off and wrapping herself in an incredibly soft, fluffy towel. It's all for show though, a little material comfort.

Aurora calls on her air, a magickal breeze circling her small form, evaporating the moisture from her body. She shivers, the air cold on her damp skin, before reaching up, running her fingers through the wet strands of pink hair plastered to her scalp. It dries quickly, and she sighs in relief knowing that her bedhead in the morning will at least be managable.

She dresses in one of Cirrus's shirts, hanging down almost to her knees, before she shuts off the bathroom lights and steps back into her bedroom.

Swiss hasn't moved, still curled up and comfortable. His breathing is slow, and Aurora could almost believe that he's fallen back asleep if it weren't for those gold-coin eyes slowly blinking open. His fingers twitch where they're laid out on the mattress as his eyes focus on her, as if he was sleepily reaching for her.

"Just a second, pretty boy," she hums, reaching over to shut the nightstand lamp off, casting the room into darkness before she climbs into her bed. Aurora grabs a soft blanket from the foot of the bed, crawling up to lay against Swiss, picking up his arm to tuck herself into his big spoon. She throws the blanket over the both of them.

Swiss rumbles, instinctively pulling the little ghoulette against his chest, burying his face into the nape of her neck.

"Mmmmmm, you smell nice," he murmurs, and Aurora shivers as she feels the press of his fangs against her skin. He drags the points slowly, not biting or marking, just mouthing at the back of her neck. "Like fuckin' candy, could just eat you up, princess."

She reaches up, grabbing the hand holding her to him, holding his wrist with both hands as she relaxes into her pillows and his touch. "Think it's the shampoo," she giggles, even as goosebumps spring up on her nape.

Swiss chuffs, burying his nose in her pink hair; she can feel his inhale. "What's it, strawberry vanilla?"

"Mmhmm," she purrs, her tail wrapping around his calf as she feels her eyes growing heavy. "And lavender, too."

"Smells good. You always smell good," he babbles. His purr rattles through his body, strong enough for her to feel it. Swiss kisses the back of her neck, purring before rubbing his cheek against it. "Bed time, princess?" He asks, thumb smoothing back and forth in an arc right over her heart.

"I think so," she yawns, pulling his arm closer as she presses as close as she can get to his chest. "I like this, I like you having me."

Swiss laughs, no more than a huff of an exhale. "I like having you. I've got you, princess, go to sleep."

And as much as Aurora loves bossing him around on stage, she listens to Swiss, letting sleep take her.

[sunshine-zenith]

Yeah when Cosmo explained that he was the one who had Poof/Peri, I too believe that Hazel's parents will think that he's a trans man who accidentally came out to them from now on.

The next time they all run into each other in the halls Marcus and Angela pull out a “Trans Rights Are Human Rights” poster with an address for a trans support group that they “just so happened to be carrying” (they started carrying it around for this specific scenario) and also hand over a stack of self help books about accepting responsibility for parental neglect/navigating strained parent-child relationships and a referral to family therapy that they “meant to leave behind in the move, oh well would you like them?” (the books are brand new and Angela got them from a colleague)

Hazel has no explanation for her parents’ “totally random gifts” and Cosmo and Wanda don’t even think to ask, they just go “oh sweet free stuff, your parents are so nice”

[thevalleyisjolly]

Headcanon that post-canon Caleb has never actually adopted a cat himself.  Rather, his friends are regularly gifting him a never-ending stream of cats, which over the years has included:

Schatz, a little munchkin cat from Veth, who delights in taking and hiding little trinkets around the house.  Many inkpots (not always empty), jacket buttons, and Dynasty-style earrings have been claimed for Schatz’ secret hoards over the years and she has no intention of stopping.

Dashilla, a gangly rescue cat with one eye from Jester and Fjord.  She appeared on their ship one day after they left port in Port Damali, and her favourite person in the entire world is Fjord.  They couldn’t keep her for allergy reasons, hence why she is now biting Caleb’s hand whenever he lets his guard down.

A fully grown moorbounder named Blümchen from Yasha, who bought her as a mount during a stopover in Asarius and really bonded with her.  Yasha returned home to Zadash with her; when the fantasy HOA objected, Beau joked that they should give Blümchen to Caleb and Yasha fully committed to the bit.

Charly, an absolutely enormous Norwegian forest cat which Caduceus found in the Savalirwood.  Spends his days climbing up to the roof to sunbathe and menacing all rodent lifeforms who so much as twitch a whisker in the cottage’s direction.

Motherfucker, a spotted cat from Beau.  Her name was originally going to be Professor, but Beau called her Motherfucker so much that it’s the only thing she responds to now.  Was found abandoned behind the Beaurebar one evening, and is the most affectionate cat in the world to everyone except for Beau (hence the name).  Also nicknamed “Pop Pop” because one simply cannot tell visitors that one’s cat is named Motherfucker.

A whole entire litter of kittens, also from Jester and Fjord, from a ship’s cat on a Stone’s Throw ship.  Their names are Brötchen, Pumpernickel, Knödel, Pfeffernüsse, and Spritzkuchen, and they came with a basket of the best (slightly stale) pastries from around the Lucidian Ocean.

Kaiser, the most regal stray that the streets of Darktow have ever produced.  Kingsley claims that the large roguish scar on his cheek is from Kaiser and that he needs someone to take this hellcat off his hands.  It would probably be more believable if Kaiser weren’t the laziest tyrant to ever claim the cat basket for himself.

Hansel and Gretel, separate presents from Astrid and Eadwulf respectively.  Hansel is both an apology and a bribe from Astrid for making Caleb the student counsellor at the Academy.  No explanation was given for Gretel, Eadwulf just knocked on his door one day, dumped a yowling tabby in Caleb’s arms, and left without saying anything.

Perle, a pure white cat who technically belongs to Essek.  Technically.  It’s just that he’s always on the move trying to avoid capture by both the Dynasty and the Empire, and he would really appreciate it if someone could look after his cat for him until things are a little safer?  Of course he would have to visit often to check in on Perle, and maybe his Zemnian friend too while he’s at it.