#the polar boys

[numb3reddays]

Hi I’m your Spotify doctor and here’s your prescription:

Step on Me by the Cardigans

The Bug Collector by Haley Heynderickx**

Weak for Your Love by Thee Sacred Soul

Knots by machinegum**

Alice in Wonderland by Joanna Wang**

gimme all ur love by hemlocke springs**

Queer Recovery Club by Fail Better, Heal Faster

She Sings by Mook*

Intro by The Polar Boys*

Another Believer by Rufus Wainwright

Registered Girl by Sweetheart**

j's lullaby (darling i'd wait for you) by Delaney Bailey**

Young Folks by John Jin Han, Soren Bryce

Lew's Lullaby by Ritt Monmey*

could this be love by saturn 17**

Bold and * means take 2 times a day Bold and ** means take 4 times a day

[beautiful-noises]

kids get summer spins

[listen here]

i. ain't it funny ft. kate bollinger good dog nigel/ ii. million little problems the walters/ iii. neat little box of chaos michael schneeweis/ iv. tossing and turning arlie/ v. see me on the outside! mmmonika/ vi. let go the polar boys/ vii. look alive yabadum/ viii. photo id remi wolf/ ix. vitamin e rubber & sam bekt/x. high dive shaed & lewis del mar/ xi. talk words bickle/ xii. sun beam morningsiders/ xiii. city kitty french cassettes/ xiv. love u like the sun in june ryan scott/ xv. strange american dream rayland baxter/ xvi. 90s american superstar wallice/ xvii. i don't have control sometimes sunflower bean/ xviii. lemon sun grady strange/ xix. the american dream is alive in mexico mood beach/ xx. nikes on healy/ xxi. harsh augmented reality strawberry mountain/ xxii. sunshine the velvet cab/ xxiii. if i could choose the shivas/ xxiv. blue tick good morning/ xxv. summer's over jordana & tv girl/

[why-animals-do-the-thing]

Twin polar bear cubs Kallik and Kallu from the Toledo Zoo.

[0vergrowngraveyard]

they’re talking about each other

(tangled tails belongs to @passionartx)

[naffeclipse]

How about Chapter 9?

[butcher--bird]

decided to draw my non-fandom ocs today. hey amethyst its been a while duuuude

[sinnabee]

too excited to NOT post this, check out the wips from stream!!!! a big chunk of it was making myself a little ref and figuring out how i wanted to draw him, and getting his colors and gradients down. it ironically took me MUCH LESS TIME to work on the mischievous guy beckoning you towards the water ;)

@naffeclipse i LOVE HIM. and i LOVE apex polarity holy shit. the second pic is a wip - i WILL be working on him more in order to attack u with him. (i gave him a little heart on his underside because i noticed one of my reference pictures had a little splotch there. a little heart for eclipse;;;; as a treat)

[itz-pandora]

Doodles for @emthimofnight 's fankid sibling AU

[dasloddl]

get along girls, you share a birthday now

edit, April 23rd: made this on march 10th and now they changed the release date, the lore implications of the may 17 date made so much sense :/// that won’t stop me from posting this because I thought it was really funny

edit, May 7th: so there's listening events now starting on the 18th? make it make sense boys, you could've just released it on the 17th for everyone

clancy will still have this as an honorary birthday in my heart

[nopickls]

The heroic age of Antarctic exploration - after The Terror opening credits

[beautiful-noises]

when it swallowed years

pandemic time theft

[listen here]

i. halfway atta boy/ ii. kenny still woozy/ iii. where'd all the time go? dr. dog/ iv. after coffee joywave/ v. nothing has changed the polar boys/ vi. are we having any fun? sir sly/ vii. didn't get the invite dent may/ viii. wait for springtime kishi bashi/ ix. stealing (nightly) lewis del mar/ x. keep it good morning/

[mab1905]

I crave more terror edits so I made one

Ft. Phoebe Bridgers and me being dyslexic and misspelling the word “mall”

[jamesfitzjamesdotcom]

Saying hi to all my boys at the Polar Worlds gallery in the National Maritime Museum Greenwich, after doing some research in the archive.

James Clark Ross

Alexander McDonald

William Edward Parry🥰 and John Ross❤️

[naffeclipse]

Toying around with a sort of Apex Polarity spin involving Sun and Moon and having them as Arctic Fox type of creatures (think werewolf monster body types but fox style) and Y/N is an Arctic Hare-esque humanoid mythical being with white fur and long ears tipped in black. Of course, it's set in the Arctic tundra. Thinking of calling it Of Fox Maws.

You've seen the fox men before. They'll skirt the outsides of the large valley you like to go to gather arctic willow and sedge out of the snow. Their eyes glint in the harsh Arctic light, watching you. You warily tense your legs, always ready to bolt should the two fiends decide they're hungry enough to attempt to chase you down.

You can't trust foxes.

But you always skip away, out of sight and far from the terror of what could easily be your last day. This happens for a season. Sometimes, they attempt to creep closer in plain view but you turn tail and run, ducking behind snowy hills and hiding low until you're certain they're gone.

Once, you were caught off guard in the middle of your foraging. One voice called softly out to you. You jumped back and found the fox men too close, almost within lunging distance—your little heart fluttered as if to take flight and escape—but you ran and ran and ran until you couldn't breathe. Then, you look behind you.

The fox men were nowhere to be found.

One day, you're amid a rocky field of purple saxifrage, happily picking blossoms to toss in your mouth while twisting your long ears this way and that to listen in for any predators or creeping fox men that might try to break your little neck in their vulpine jaws. You never expected the teeth to come from the ground you placed your foot on. A snap of metal. A bone crack. You're bitten by something cold and terrible, and it chains you to the ground. Terrible pain eats your leg as blood, crimson among the snow and rocks, begins to drip down your fur.

You panic. Such is your nature. You thrash and struggle while the metal trap digs deeper into your leg. The safety of daylight begins to fade as exhaustion and fear begin to take hold, and then you see them. Their glinting eyes, their sharp ears narrowed, their fur white and strangely marked with colorful swirls on their underside, their claws scraping over the ground as they come closer and closer.

You cry it in your terror—you could always run before. They talk low and soft to you, one anxiously coaxing you to stop moving, to stop hurting yourself, but you tug and struggle in your wild franticness. The teeth keep biting your leg—you flounder before a set of arms catches you, pinning you down with strange gold and red fur on his chest that warms your deathly chilled body. You scream but another set of hands holds down your caught leg—this one with deep blue and silver swirls in the fur on his chest. You dissolve in the horror of the end that will come from too many jaws—

A musical steel note plays when he breaks the chain in half with his raw strength. You keep thrashing, struggling to get away, but the fox men are too strong, and the one holding you keeps asking you to stop being frightened—they only want to help. The other digs his dark claws into the metal trap and pries it apart as the other drags you out of reach of the contraption maw, and you cry from the pain of it all.

The two begin yipping and fussing. When they press their hands to the bleeding bite mark on your leg, the anguish overwhelms you until all you see is white, then nothing.

They become frantic at your slumped form and all the blood on your silky white fur. Sun takes to your wound and Moon takes you in his arms, and keeping pressure on the strange bite, they carry you back to their den. There, you'll be safe and warm, and there, they can help you with your broken leg.

Hopefully, you won't keep screaming when you wake up. (You will.)