#rotting wood

[falcoworks]

Day 12 -- Rotting Wood

It was a local legend around the town of Fiddlehead that a stump in the nearby woods held mystical properties, and that gazing by candlelight into the water that collected there after the rain would reveal the face of one’s true love.

The accuracy was said to vary from person to person.

[texturevault]

[sackgasse-barna]

(via "Still life of an uprooted tree" Photographic Print for Sale by sackgasse357-50)

My new photo work as art print, printed on T-Shirt, Pullover, postcard, Desk Mat, Laptop Sleeve, Backpack and many other objects.

[endivinity]

check out this cool dog i found

[dragonfang-photography]

[honeyrosepetals]

there's something in the woods

[aylameridiandrawsstuff]

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ps I'm working on Lake of Rot right now!!!

[thegoreydimise]

Saw an ides of march post that was like “about 2 go stab a senator 2day” and my brain immediately went

Ah yes

2enator 2tabing 2eer by Will Wood

[potato-lord-but-not]

you appear familiar, dear! (you look just like my bathroom mirror)

[narratively-complex-refuse-heap]

Will Wood wrote Yes, to Err is Human, so Don’t be One so emotionally distressed melodramatic non-binary teenagers who look like they haven’t slept in three days and get gender envy from the pathetic, the damp, and the undead could max out the volume and sink to the floor of their room with a hand outstretched like a dying martyr on the line “IF YOU DONT HATE ME, THEN REANIMATE ME” in a moment of astounding hubris and gender euphoria that would make Phaethon blush and god weep.

[seabeck]

Stuff from today! Wrinkled club fungus (I think), dingy twiglet, bleeding fairy helmets, wild sundews, and CORDYCEPS!! I learned about this one pretty recently. It infects larvae that are in wood or underground. I realized when I found it however, that I’d actually came across this mushroom last year but didn’t know what it was and assumed it was just some dried up wood eating mushroom.

[oneluckygoose]

I think the most heartbreaking part if this season (excluding Lucy) is the Rat Grinders being a pale, cold reflection of the Bad Kids. Like the Bad Kids have these wonderfully sweet moments of being together. That’s fundamentally what makes them The Bad Kids. They went through the shittyiest things in the world together and now they love each other so so so much and we get all of these sweet and tender moments of them loving each other. And the Rat Grinders are them with all that love stripped away, they don’t care about one another, they haven’t been through the same things, the only reason they are a party is because they are tactically useful together, not because they love one another. And when their Kristen dies they do nothing but replace her rather than mourn. Can you even imagine what the Bad Kids would do if Kristen died? And She Did. And they Freaked and kept her bones to figure out a way to Bring Her Back. They mourned and ran into the forest of their greatest nightmares after looking at each other and with all the love in the world saying “for Kristen.” The Bad Kids care about each other more than anything in the world, if they didn’t even the world wouldn’t be there. The Rat Grinders are a mirror showing them what it would be like if they didn’t, if they only fought for themselves and their own personal means. If they had let Kristen stay in the forest, only a pile of bones as the Rat Grinders did with Lucy. Maybe they aren’t evil, or the bbg, but they are an icy wake up call for the Bad Kids of what they could have been. A horrible version of what they could have been.

[dayas]

The woods become their safe haven, where they meet when the rest of the world intrudes too heavily on their personal lives. For Elphaba, it is the cruel words and judgements murmured beneath breath and whispered behind her back that send her into Fiyero’s arms, running so fast she nearly flies. He doesn’t ask her what is wrong yet, merely holds her tightly and lets her sob into his chest. It should be easier, she thinks. She’s faced down threats her whole entire life, subtle and obvious. But just because her anger is quiet does not mean it is nonexistent. Beneath it all, she burns. Her breathing slows, the time between hiccups stretching.

“Go ahead,” Fiyero prompts, his voice flowing over her like fingers skimming bruised skin, searching for a deeper wound.

“It’s… I’ve always… They just…”

She can’t get the words out. Fiyero’s hands rubbing a soothing pattern along her back, lowering her shoulders from their tightened spaces up by her ears.

“It should be easier,” she whispers. “Being with you.” She sees the alarm flash in his eyes and the hurt that follows it despite both emotions disappearing mere seconds later.

“I don’t regret it,” Elphaba clarifies quickly, a brief press of her lips against his following as if to compound her statement, “I don’t think I ever could. And I’m used to what they say, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.” She hates it, really, being spoken of so callously. They are quite certain the prince will discard her within the coming days. She hates what they say about him even more, that he must be mad, or brainless, to be with her. It is these thoughts that spur her suggestion.

“Perhaps we should… slow ourselves, for a bit.”

She keeps her voice light, though cautionary. His hands spasm against her.

“What does that mean?” Fiyero asks, his voice forcibly level.

“We could be a bit more subtle.”

“No.”

Her shock is palpable.

“No? Fiyero, they speak about you like you have nothing in your mind. I can take what they say about me, I can, but you… you don’t deserve their cruelty. You’ve done nothing to draw their ire.”

“Neither have you,” he insists, as passionate as ever. He moves to take her hands and she allows it, squeezing them lightly.

“Your only crime against them is being different than they are. It’s not even a crime, not really. They fear what they don’t understand, but they could never understand someone so complex while living so shallowly.” His half smile is bittersweet as he adds, “I should know.”

Not for the first time, she is grateful he’s revealed himself to her. She squeezes his hands again. He raises them to his lips, offering her fingers a tender kiss.

“Elphaba,” Fiyero says softly, “You never lessened yourself for them. Not to gain their approval, or earn their adoration. And they should adore everything you are. I’m not going to lessen myself, or us, for them. And as for what they say…” His expression darkens, and she cannot deny the small flutter of her heart at seeing it, at seeing him so concerned over her emotions.

“I will deal with that personally.”

Fiyero has kept every promise he’s made to her. She sees no reason to cast doubt upon him now. Relief draws new tears to her eyes, and he diligently wipes them away.

“Are we agreed?” he hums into her cheek once he’s finished. She nods against him, pulling his face back to hers.

“No subtlety.”

[sleepy-sham]

We're officially in the double digits!!!!! Big Post™ #10 baybee!!!!

shoutout to @lilcreaturethingfromthewoods for the idea for the fourth one, as a thank you I have moved your requested Levi meme up in the posting order to be included in this one<3 that meme is also the first time I bothered to like, actually change the names in the screenshot to match the characters somewhat what a concept huh

more aot memes

[preeetzeeels]

I just fell asleep while listening to Slipknot.(????

I also brought a Slipknot shirt today, I'm happier than ever.

And I'm saving money bc I want to buy Ultrakill so badly. I'll be the worst shooter player in the world. (If I do it, I'll dissappear for a long while)

I can't stop changing my shitty art style for god sakes. (I liked it-)

Skill issue: Never finishing my drawings. (????

[lime-oh-nade]

Uh, okay, anyways lol