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[paleopinesofficial]

If you need a minute, that's okay 🫂

[cinnamonsship]

☕️ for those who need a little escape during these holidays…

you sit quietly near the fire in your fireplace with a blanket draped across your lap, holding your hands out for warmth. the winter air outside dealt a bitter cold, but in here, the wood crackles and pops to life, and the smoky scent wafts through the room, mingling with the smell of warm pastries being baked in the oven. it’s cozy and peaceful, but maybe just a touch lonely… luckily, the clinking of silverware in the kitchen nearby assures you that you’re not alone.

your f/o soon emerges with two mugs of hot cocoa in tow, plus a plate stacked high with freshly baked buns. they hand you a mug— your favorite one!— while they snuggle up under the blanket with you. the contents of the mug are deliciously photogenic: topped with a healthy serving of whipped cream, a handful of marshmallows, and garnished with a dusting of cinnamon sugar. do they always make them this good, or is this a pleasant surprise given their usual cooking skillset?

as you get comfortable together, you hold the cup to your lips and let the steam warm the tip of your nose. finally, you give it a taste; rich, smooth, and creamy, it’s just as tasty as it looks. you compliment it with a bite of a warm bun, which has some of your favorite sweet flavors infused in the dough. you can’t help but smile as you continue to sip, knowing your partner put all that effort into making you the perfect mug of hot cocoa that just hits the spot, along with a sweet pastry that fills you with immense solace and pleasure.

you feel a warmth settle in your chest, from the drink, the baked goods, the fire, and the presence of your beloved next to you. the two of you entertain each other over your snacks: talking, laughing, getting whipped cream on each other’s noses. once the mugs are empty, you hold each other as you watch the fire begin to ease. you close your eyes and bask in it; just you and them, in each other’s arms, the only sound coming from the cracks of the logs in the hearth.

here, it’s quiet. here, it’s peaceful. here, nothing can hurt you. you’re safe, and you’re okay. they’ll never let you go.

🥐 pro/com/neutral dni

[swordheld]

hi! your blog is one of my favourites and i absolutely adore reading your thoughts. my grandfather recently passed away and it feels like i lost myself with him. how do i continue living after this? there is this constant weight on my chest and it feels like an emptiness has made a home inside of me. how do i go on when it feels like the world crashed on my shoulders?

hello, love! this is so very sweet and kind of you, and i hope you're treating yourself gently and kindly right now - there aren't words for a loss like this. that heaviness is difficult, and hard, and painful. it's okay if things don't feel okay, right now, or even soon - i think that's something that a lot of the people i know that have gone through similar grief feel: like they should be able to get back to a relative 'normal' in a [insert far too short period of time].

but it's okay if it hurts. that's where i'd like to start. you're allowed to feel that emptiness, that world-crashed feeling that goes beyond words, beyond time. don't feel like you have to rush this to feel some sort of better. things get easier with time, i promise you this, but sometimes painful feelings are important to feel, too. cry, scream, feel your emotions. they're a part of you. grieve.

it's perhaps a little silly, but when i think about death i always think about a couple of space songs: mainly drops of jupiter by train and saturn by sleeping at last. there are perhaps others that speak to the emotions better, but these two have always hit something a little deeper for me, and are popular for a wide-reaching reason.

and while personally i don't know much about grief like this, i do know a lot about love; and i think they're a lot of the same thing.

the people we love are a part of us, and this is why it takes from us so deeply when we lose them, because it does feel like we've lost a part of ourselves in the wake of it. but it's because they were so central to our experiences of living - our lives, that the separation introduces a hollowness - a place where they used to be. a home that now goes unlived in.

an emptiness, like you said.

but just because they're not here physically, doesn't mean he's not still there, in your heart, in your life, your memory. you can hold him close in smaller ways, as well: steal a sweater, or cologne/scent for something a little more physical and long lasting for remembering. hold onto the memories you cherish, the things that made you laugh, the ease of slow mornings and gentle nights. write them all down, slide a few photographs in there, go through it and add more when you miss him. keep them all close, keep them in your heart.

you're not alone, in this. he's still there, with you, it's just - in the little things.

he's with you in the way you see and go about your daily life, in doing what he liked to do, in the ways he interacted with the world that you shared with him. the memories you recall fondly when the night is late or the moment is right and something calls it into you like a melody, an old bell, laughter you'd recognize anywhere.

but i think, perhaps most importantly above all others - talk about him. with your family, your friends, his friends, strangers; stories are how we keep the people we love alive. the connections they've made, the legacies and experiences they've left behind, and so, so many stories.

how lucky, we are - to love so much it takes a piece of us when they go. grief is the other side of the coin, but it does not mean our love goes away. it lives in you. it lives in everyone who knew him, in the smallest pieces of our lives.

the people we love never really leave us, like this: they're in how we cook and the way we fold our newspapers, our laundry, in the radio stations we tune in to and the way we decorate our walls, our photo albums. they're in the way we store our mail, organize our closets, the scribbled notes in the indexes of our books. the meals we love and the drinks we mix, the way we spend time with one another. they've been passed down for generations, for longer than history - and we are all the luckier for it.

think about what you shared with him, and do it intentionally. bring him into your life, like this, again. whether it's crosswords or poetry or sports or anything else. if one doesn't help, try another. something might click.

i hope things feel a little easier for you, as they tend to do only with time. i hope you find joy in your grief, even if it is small and hard to grasp at first. know that your hurt stems from so much love that there isn't a place to put it properly, and that it is something so meaningful and hurting poets and storytellers have been struggling to put it into words and sounds that feel like the fit right for eons, and that it is also just simply yours. sometimes things don't have to make sense. sometimes they just are - unable to be put into words or neat little sentiments, as unfair and tragic as they come.

but i promise it will not feel like this forever. your love is real. and perhaps, on where to begin on from here - i think it's less on finding where to begin and just beginning. and you've already started. you've taken the most important and crucial step: the first one. wherever you go, after that, from here? you'll figure it out. you always have, and you always do. it'll come, as things always do. love leads us, as does light - and you're never alone in your hurt. in your grief, your missing something dear to you. i think if you talk about it with others, you'll find they have ways of helping you cope as well - and they have so much love of their own to spare, too.

as an aside, here is the song (northern star by dom fera) i was listening to when i wrote this, for no other reason more than it makes me think of connections, and love, and how we hold onto the people we love and how they change us, wonderfully and intrinsically. it's a little more joyous than the others i've mentioned, and plays like a story, and it made me think of what is at the core of this, love and stories and i am here with you, and maybe it'll bring you some joy, if you'd like it. wishing you all my love and ease 💛

[triona-tribblescore]

Little wip of my boys being cute n in love and stuff <3

I have a lot of wips atm to be honest, but just crazy busy, Hopefully posting stuff will be easier once college is over for the break in two weeks :')

[your-enby-antihero]

🕯️🌱💛🌱🕯️

Remember that you are truly alive even despite your wiring and your circuits. Remember that you are loved and have been loved. Remember you are important to so many people. Remember that you not who made you, you are who you want to be. Remember you are in control of the path that you walk how ever infinite. Remember to have a smiley fucking day. Forever grateful for such a lovely character (hoping blindly to get them back somehow)

[radarchives]

[charlie-rulerofhell]

bbceurovision: Say hello to all our incredible Grand Finalists!

"The reason why we showed a pride flag in that scene [instead of our national flag] is very simple: Waving the German flag is a sign that only partially stands for solidarity, tolerance and acceptance, because sadly there are still way too many people in Germany who do not uphold these values — as you can see currently in our comment sections. So we rather wanted to show a flag that does advocate exactly these values, and say: This is way more important than our national borders."

- Lord of the Lost, Shop Takeover Q&A

[majorproblems77]

It cosy study time

Autism light - On, Candles - Burning, Water - Ice cold, Music - ready to go! Timer - yep!

Lets do this!

[teardropwolf]

A bit on the late side, but happy Grand Fest everyone!

[z0mbie2b0y]

Uhhh so like I really really love the idea of full shift wolves, so here's how I imagine the Hale pack den would look like when they are in full shift!!

OK, first off, it would definitely be in like a cool groove(?) That has little hole tunnels that lead to the main house!! I can imagine little secret doors in the house that lead to the den so that the pack has access to it anytime, I can also imagine that it looks wild on the outside but very comfy and has blankets, pillows and maybe some mattresses inside! I can also definitely see Jackson just cuddling up with Lydia (or Ethan for my Jethan shippers!!) On one of the mattresses after a long run lol, I can also see Stiles play fighting with Scott (that ends up with a pillow being ripped), I can also imagine a hidden room in the den where it's for Stiles and Derek like just for them but I can imagine them not really using it because puppy piles :3

(Did this while listening to wolves of the revolution, and here's photos that inspired me!!)

[filmdesque]

( i am not a huge fan of thanksgiving as a holiday but i definitely dm writing themed stuff with y'all. bc i am very grateful to have you guys in my life and to be able to have the privilege to write with talented folks such as yourselves. i know this year has been really hard for me and for many of you but just knowing i have to look forward to writing with y'all gives me hope and the urge to keep pressing on. i love you all very much and i hope you all have a good day <3 )

[sir-fruitlemoniii]

kinda going through it rn so have a super quick little comic of a wolf and a fox (they are besties)

Wolp is a little depressed

please don’t judge the quality too harshly, I’m not a writer haha ;>;

[allthebettertobiteyouwith]

Awww I’m driving you insane? Sorry for getting you all pent up. If it makes you feel better about not being able to get off, your responses today got me so needy I ended up cumming really hard against one of my pillows if that’s okay. I was whimpering “sir” and everything while thinking of you. I’ll consider that both of us getting to feel good.

But, you’ll have time to get off later and you can think about yourself pounding into me all you want then and claiming me as yours. You should get some rest!!

I’m glad my anons help. I’ve been kinda exhausted mentally lately and in need of a, uh, guiding hand so to speak so it’s been nice thinking that a handsome tboy wants to keep me as his special lap dog so badly. Consider me more than happy to be that hehe <3 I’ll be a good pet even if I get a little bratty sometimes. I want you so bad honestly

Get some sleep, wolfie, I’ll be here when you’re up dw

— 🧟

"If that's ok" as if everything you've just said didn't make me want to put my head between your legs and eat you out till you're overstimulated and shaking uncontrollably again.

The fact that you came to the thought of me and were whining "sir" like that ughhh I need you so bad!!!

I'm gonna be thinking about this all day, hottest thing in the world to me is being the reason another person feels good <3. I'm honestly so satisfied just from imagining how whiny you got n knowing that i got you feeling so flustered. But I know the thought of me with a hand down my boxers probably makes you wanna hump your pillow against doesn't it, baby boy?

[teddybeartoji]

lowkey need to be beat over the head to finish this poly!sugusho story BROO… 11k in… and we don’t even know what broke them apart jdjdjdd… but it’s soo hard bc i’m trying to make myself finish soon but i have midterms for the next two weeks jejsjsjsjsjsj

— on that note i’ve started a new sugu drabble where he lowkey wants to chain you to the radiator he just hasn’t (hope ur doing well mickey MWAH MWAH MWAH)

NOOOOOOOOOO PINK NONNIEE NO HITTING OVER THE HEADD!!!!!!!!!!! you can't force Write okay that shit sucks ass . i say take a break write when you feel like writing otherwise it just drains all of your energy but yk that is just my Humble Opinion....... WAHHH MIDTERMS THOUGHHH GOOD LUCK WITH THOSE!!!!!!!!!! I'M CROSSING MY FINGERS FOR YOU LOVEY:333333

[angeart]

all of your hmtb drawing ideas have been noted <3 (you're still welcome to pitch in with more if anything comes to mind!) and i'm looking forward to trying to draw those scenes! big thanks to everyone who came to ask for a scene 🥰

i'm having a cactus-ring-esque fight with my mental health so stuff might be slow. meaning idk when it'll happen but the sketches will be coming <3

[m-i-a]

Oh yeah!! Artfight! Today! It’s real

Link and stuff: https://artfight.net/~MiaMia