#lost creatures

[xiaokuer-schmetterling]

podfic #13 [ ⛔ ]

ao3! [podfic] Wei Wuxian’s Home for Lost Creatures by Stratisphyre alternate: archive.org media player time commitment: currently about 1.5hr (ch 1-3 of 7) fic details:

Wei Wuxian’s Home for Lost Creatures (22341 words) by Stratisphyre @stratisphyre

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fusion, Fluff, Single Dad Lan Wangji, Near Drowning, injured animals, First Meetings, Falling In Love, Alternate Universe - Modern with Magic Summary: Wei Wuxian’s house came to town and settled by the sea.

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gift podfic for @ferntasie

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[lumieresdanslacave]

-Feeling uprooted -Feeling weak and lost

[rosie-dear-rosie]

I love you speculative biology. I love you worldbuilding projects. I love you creature design. I love you fantasy biology. I love you speculative evolution. I love you science fiction.

[raepliica]

i think they should take turns cuddling for healing purposes

[pricetagged]

idk I just torturing simon and I love the idea of him—at some stage of his life, idk maybe immediately after he's declared dead— not having anywhere to stay.

His residence in Manchester got gutted and sold, greedy estate agents and solicitors picking it apart as soon as they got the death notice.

He could rent hotel rooms. Stay in the barracks. But sometimes he just needs—space. Familiarity. Simon Riley is dead and buried, but not buried deep enough.

So he goes back to his old house. He knows every nook and cranny. Knows which floorboards creak and which doors get stuck. He'll just cosy away in the attic and come out when the new tenant is at work, no problem. Barracks-living, only the other person won't know. It'll only be for a few weeks at a time—

—but he catches sight of you. The new tenant. Sweet little thing who saw the ugly, empty shell and decided it was for her.

Not a lot of money, no. But you've tried to make a home here. Decorated over the gouges and scars, filled the empty spaces with little signs of life.

You've taken such good care of the place. You're taking such good care of it, all by yourself. Off to work in the morning, and home late at night when it's far too dark and he knows the latch isn't as secure as it should be —kicked and shouldered too many times when his mum would work the courage to kick out his da—

So you need him. You're not saying it in words, but what is he meant to think when he sees how you leave the windows open all through the day and night? When you shuffle about on your weekends with only a playlist or podcast for company?

You need him. Good thing he's already there.

Go read this thing by gougie if u like the 'there's someone living here' thing - they do it sooooo much better

[knockknockwhosthereartistism]

Fish want him women fear him

[lilybug-02]

Final Blow.

Bug Fact: The New Zealand Glowworm is a species of fungus gnat endemic to New Zealand's cave systems. The larval stage produces a blue-green bioluminescence.

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Masterpost

Some pictures of this amazingly unique creature and it's habitat.

[ivytea]

shelter from the storm

[radiance1]

Damian: [brushing his teeth]

The shadow hanging over his shoulder: [Gets its teeth dangerously close to Damian's shoulder]

Damian: [Shoves a toothbrush into said shadow move and starts brush]

The shadow: [Pauses before starting to let out a contented purr]

Damian then spits out the foam and washes out his mouth, then makes the shadow do the same and then picks out pjs.

Damian: [Currently decided if he should go with the cat, dog, or knife imprinted one]

The shadow: [Starts getting dangerously close to Damian with, toxic green spirals it calls eyes]

Damian: [Throws the dog imprinted one behind him at the shadow and takes the cat imprinted one for himself and tells the shadow to put it on]

The shadow: [Stares at the clothes before hesitantly putting them on before letting out a noise of distress]

Damian: [Turning around to find the shadow somehow stuck in the pjs, lets out a sigh, then starts to help them fit]

Damian then moves over to the bed, he points to one side and tells the shadow to go there. The shadow listens, laying down as Damian also lays down, grabbing the sheets and covering them both.

It barely took a few seconds for the shadow to fall asleep, and Damian stared at it. Damian wasn't quite sure why the shadow of his dead twin was following him, nor why it was even able to and seemed to hide itself from anyone who isn't Damian.

Nobody besides him knew about it, and Damian decided that he liked it. This could have been his younger brother, if the other had survived, and they would have probably been told to fight to the death to decide an heir.

At the very least, that won't ever happen.

Even if his brother was slightly unusual.

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Danny did not remember much of the before, he remembered people with blurred faces and features, blurred colors. He remembered a lot of colors, then red, then white, then pain.

He doesn't like pain, he believes.

Then he remembered going to sleep, and then he woke up. It was dark and slimy and cramped when he woke up, especially when he realized someone else was in their with him.

Then he fell asleep again, then woke up to that same dark and slimy place, then fell asleep again, all in some weird cycle. Then, moving, and pain.

It hurt, and he was sluggish when it eventually stopped. Then came pain again, and he was asleep.

Then he woke up, again.

He didn't know what was happening, wasn't really aware of too. But he woke up next to the other who was in that dark and slimy with him, and decided he wanted to stay with them.

He wasn't aware enough for most of the things that happened when Damian grew up, but he still stayed regardless, and hide from everyone else.

Danny loves his brother, and he thinks his brother loves him too. Even if he was slightly unusual.

[alpalnd]

My favorite movies

[addamii]

Mighty Nein character lineup I drew a while ago and forgot to post :)

I drew their fancy outfits too but I only finished the girlies

[nothingbizzare]

Silly sketches I did :))

I love thinking about Hualian with matching red pearls

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

[sonyshock]

Making thank you notes has become my morning routine apparently~

[lycoric3]

Sometimes, I like to imagine that in that moment when Han Yoojin sings happy birthday to Sung Hyunjae for the first time in his life, tucked away in some convenience store with a small candle on a tiramisu cake, he looked at Yoojin the same way Han Yoohyun did when he realised-

When they realised that somehow, someway, in some unfathomable shape or form, with their displaced bodies and souls, that Han Yoojin has come to see some tangible being to be adored.

In that moment, the look on their face is the inexplicable realisation that they are loved.

[goobersplat]

Lost Forest Puggle Blue Velvet Plush