#the hermits forest

[badolmen]

They don’t even attempt to assassinate US politicians anymore. You notice that? Not since the anthrax scare back for… who was it, Barack? And even that… pathetic. This new generation has no respect for an honest hitman. I’m not sure this new generation has any honest hitman - you see that shit with Boeing? Sloppy, fucking disgraceful - you kill the whistleblowers before they get halfway to a lawsuit. What kind of fucking amateur is doing faked suicides the night before testimony? Goddamn greenhorns. Back in my day someone tried to shoot Ronald Reagan in broad daylight. There used to be bomb threats to Congress. I took out a few union leaders in the utilities sector myself. Today’s generation? Won’t even threaten to throw a punch - not even over on that - what’s it now, ‘X’? They got no guts. None! And they don’t even have poor impulse control to boot! Too much of that - that panopticon anxiety bullshit. “Oh what if I get a called out post???” People used to send the president letters full of bioweapons. In the mail! Today’s generation? Not a chance. All because of woke.

[turndecassette2]

(boruto ninjas in the style of tove jansson. idk I think they're fun)

[illustratus]

The Hermit by Ludwig Sckell

[tamburnbindery]

Launching tomorrow! Celtic illuminated stories for children.

[tired-fandom-ndn]

I'm mentally coming up with like. A whole fucking extended family for Adaine and Aelwyn, scattered throughout Fallinel and Spyre in general, their parents moving to Solace specifically to have more control over their daughters without the family matriarch (their great-great-great-great-great-great grandma) stepping in and taking over their care.

I remembered recently that there's this thing in Sabrina the Teenage Witch where witches live so long that they regularly have "will readings" where they just give all their shit away while they're still alive and I want to apply that to elves too. Aelwyn and Adaine get called to Fallinel to attend their grandma's "will reading" and she leaves them a bunch of random vaults whose contents she can't remember, some possibly cursed magical artifacts, and a whole fucking castle with the displayed skeleton of a silver dragon (their grandma's 7th wife) and hundreds of curses hidden throughout it.

She tells them that she left them the CURSED castle instead of any of the other properties because she knows how much they like puzzles :)

[oldschoolfrp]

Glitchegumee Swamp is a good place to hide out, except for the bird-sized mosquitoes, and the hungry crocs, and the singing myconids that always scare away the fish. (Terry Dykstra cover art, Dungeon 41, May/June 1993, featuring the AD&D adventure "Old Man Katan and the Incredible, Edible, Dancing Mushroom Band" by Ted James Thomas Zuvich)

[peppermintflavoredlove]

zane, reading the dsm: i see! i have something called "autism." this is why my friends believe i act strangely!

zane after finding out he's a robot: okay i guess thats not it

zane realizing pretty much every other nindroid acts "normal": d

DID THAT FUCKER PROGRAM ME TO BE AUTISTIC

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Deep Forest Hermit

Artist: Chris Seaman TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[bleakbarrows]

Old Man of the Wood

[art-of-mtg]

Deep Forest Hermit (Modern Horizons) - Chris Seaman

More cards with art by Chris Seaman on Scryfall

[horsemeatluvr23]

jevin!!!!!!!!!! didn't have access to a scanner so this is my first (and hopefully last) sketchbook picture of the challenge... you can see the scale i'm actually working on here (i have small hands so my sketchbook looks bigger than it is) tbh i do not like how this came out but it was fun and i might recreate it digitally once the challenge is over

[mortellanarts]

Hmm... Akane witch design courtesy of Umineko brainrot anyone? 😳

[keskeaa]

FIREBALL

[weregreatatcrime]

I literally JUST posted the most recent add-on to forest Noctis au but the NEXT bit was already briefly in progress until I realized I didn't like this angle. But I liked the blurb and didn't wanna delete it. So here's 500 words of some good re-introductions after six years of Noctis missing WHOO

~~~~~

“Stand by my son, please. I do not know everything he has been through. And there is much he has yet to tell anyone. He lacks trust in the Crown. In… me. I cannot blame him. I only ask that you prove yourselves to be worthy of his trust, for he gives it sparingly. I cannot convince him to return to the city. I do not know exactly his goals or his ideals. But I do know from our letters that he cares for Lucis and its people. I do not wish him harmed, or alone. Be by his side. Walk tall.”

~~~~~~

Ignis drove the car, Gladiolus in the back. Cor sat in the passenger seat. The atmosphere was tense.

Wiz Chocobo Post was not exactly where Ignis expected to find Noctis after not seeing him for six years. But when they pulled up there he was. Standing stiffly near a picnic table with his hands hovering awkwardly at his sides like Ignis remembered he did when he didn't know what to do with them.

Gladiolus charged out of the car before it was even in park. Cor sighed heavily.

“I told him not to rush him.”

“I said so as well.” Ignis gritted out, stepping out as quickly as he could.

Gladio stopped in front of Noctis, the two of them staring at each other for a few seconds before Gladio swept the smaller man up in a bear hug.

“You ever leave me behind like that again, I will kick your ass.” Gladio threatened, voice thick.

“You can try.” Noctis didn't hug him back. But he did bury his face in Gladio's chest.

After a minute he was released and he turned to Ignis before looking down, refusing to meet his eyes.

“...your Highness.” Ignis breathed. He'd already had plenty of emotional moments back at the Citadel when he was told about Cor locating Noctis. He didn't need to be crying now.

“Don't- don't call me that.” Noctis crossed his arms, ducking his face behind the rat's nest of his hair. “I'm trying to keep a low profile?”

“Noct, then.” Ignis approached and, unsure of himself, opened his arms. Noctis leaned towards him enough that Ignis felt comfortable hugging him close. Gentler than Gladiolus did, just tight enough to convince himself that Noctis was there.

“Noct'll work.” Noctis mumbled shyly. “But everyone knows me as Megumi. So. There's that.”

“Oh. You guys are here already..? Ah. Uh- well, hi?”

Ignis released Noctis to turn and see a young blond man with a nervous smile and cheeks full of freckles.

“This is Prompto, my best friend.” Noctis threw an arm around his shoulders and leaned against him. “My boyfriend.”

Prompto turned a little red. “Hi?” He squeaked. “Gumi’s great.”

Gladiolus crossed his arms while he sized up the much smaller blond. Prompto eyed his biceps anxiously.

“Ignis Scientia.” Ignis stepped forward and held his hand out before the poor boy could be intimidated too much. “It's nice to meet you.”

“Um- Prompto Argentum?” Prompto shook his hand quickly and then let go. His left arm, in a sling, appeared to be shaking somewhat.

[loveableabomination]

Being ace but also being people-pleasing enough that I think I'm not ace cuz I like to make my partner happy...is a mind-fuck.

[lepetitdragonvert]

Die Gabe des Eremiten

Waldmärchen / Forest Fairy Tales

.c. 1915

Artist : Georg Hinke