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[creativehabbit]

Modern Treehouses

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[thebabyhag]

Workin on something 🏚 • • • #goblincoreart #goblincorehome #goblincore #babyhag #foresthouse #foresthome #treehouseart #treehouse #witchhouse #artistsoninstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck2iapMpV0t/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[youraveragetheatrenerd]

This is my first big scenic drawing!!! I made it for this small discord server I’m in with my friends. And, it’s called The Treehouse, so I thought I’d make an icon for it to bring in the New Year! Yeah, really proud of it.

[cedarlili]

Its in pre-order for ebook, but the paperback version is available. And it has an orange tag already! #cedarliliart #treehouseart #fantasyart #fantastictreehouses #fairydesign https://www.instagram.com/p/CjB-LWZoPY5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bluehome91]

Would you mind drinking a cup of flower tea in a fairy garden?🌷✨

“Secret Garden “ fragment

Paper , gouache

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#illustration #gouache #giuachepainting #secretgarden #treehouse #treehouseart #fairytail #wizardworld #fairycore #fairytailillustration #magicalworld

[mikeshieldsphotography]

Tree House #wombodream #wombo #womboai #womboart #wombodreamart #wombodreamapp #digitalart #digitalwomboart #digitalillustration #aiart #digitalartist #ai #aidigital #aidigitalart #digitalartwork #aiartist #generatedart #digitalart #fantasyart #digitalpainting #aipainting #conceptart #aiconcept #aigenerativeart #aiartworks #treehouse #treehouses #treehouseart #treehouseartwork https://www.instagram.com/p/CkPT0vgoSqV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[hubnerart]

Peachtober Day 7 “Treehouse.” The idea of making it a palm tree was too fun to resist! I focused a lot painting the colors (I’ve been studying color theory). I also wanted it to have some logic to it, hence the ladders and the hatch. #hubnerart #peachtober21 #peachtober #treehouse #treehouseart #islandart #conceptart #digitallandscape #palmtreeart #palmtree #beachyart #tropicalart #fantasyart #fantasylandscape #whimsicallandscape #whimsicalart #creativelandscape #procreate #procreatelandscape #seaart #islandpainting #treehousepainting #illustration #illustrator #artist #inktoberday7 #makeart https://www.instagram.com/p/CUwAL-nA_ds/?utm_medium=tumblr

[sanderstribute]

Your style is so damn good it hurt me (but I like the pain so pls never stop)

usually i would start to kinkshame but i don’t feel so demonic rn so i’ll let u live

[rustedsilver]

It's been a stressful day so today I painted a Tree House! #treehouse #treehouseart #watercolorpainting #watercolours #art #painting #watercolor #architecture #giftforafriend #gift

[monriatitans]

July 4, 2019 #treehouse #treehouseart #treehousepixelart #druidhome #druidhouse #pixelart #pixelartapp https://www.instagram.com/p/BzhluCInOff/?igshid=qjwdjl4brekx

[procrastinatingwithglitter]

You guys know that story, right? Kind of artists struggles, kind of everyone struggle. Food or that little special thing that you love to buy and have and give love to it? Anyways, today I've drawn an amazing artist: @treehouse.art, someone that I personally think it's super expressive, and gorgeous, and really nice. (Go follow her, go go). Btw, what are your favorite artists? I'm curious. At last, today is day #4 and the theme is "I buy food or I buy this thing that I really REALLY want?" I still don't really struggle with this, but I do think I will. Soon. --- #art #artist #artiststruggles #artistsstruggles #artiststruggle #instaartist #treehouseart #drawing #traditional #traditionalart #copicmarkers #copic #artisticsuffering #doodle #365daysofdoodles #Sketch #4:"I buy food or I buy this thing that I really REALLY want?"

[creativehabbit]

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[mikes-on-prometheus]

Virgil is sick. Patton performs the ultimate dad move to check on his kiddo. (Prompt by @musicwithalex )

Read on Ao3 and the indirect sequel

platonic/familial moxiety

Wordcount: about 1500

Warnings: sickness, flu, medication

When Patton arrived in the common room at his usual time of 8 a.m. he was quite surprised and honestly a little startled to find Virgil curled up on the couch, seemingly half asleep under a fuzzy purple blanket.

He must have brought it from his room, Patton mused.

And Patton couldn't help but notice that his kiddo looked absolutely adorable. He was all snuggled up in his blankie and he was hugging his cat plushie and his cheeks were adorably flushed and his breath was all soft and puffy and-

Wait.

Flushed? It was pretty cool in the room and even with the blanket and his hoodie Virgil shouldn't be warm enough to be so red right?

But even so Patton could see how exhausted Virgil looked. The bags under his eyes seemed even heavier and darker than usual so Patton pushed his worry aside and began making breakfast. The little extra rest and resulting food would surely do him good, Patton reasoned.

Logan wouldn’t come out of his room until 8:30 and Roman would be down at 9 at the earliest so Patton could make breakfast in peace and then thoroughly check on Virgil. He was usually the last side down in the mornings except for bad nights. And by what Patton could see it did seem like a bad night.

With a heavy heart Patton began making breakfast, just some premade waffles and toast as well as scrambled eggs and bacon. Nutritious and balanced. He chopped up a small spread of fruit for a fruit salad as well and then went back to check on Virgil.

The anxious side was still curled up in his blanket and there was no sign that he had moved at all in the nearly half hour that Patton had been in the kitchen.

“Virgil? Verge, kiddo?” he began softly, lightly tugging at the blanket to avoid startling Virgil by just touching him. His attempts didn’t get him a reaction at all though and he gently placed his hand on his kiddo’s shoulder, rubbing circles into the fabric covering it.

“Verge. I really need you to wake up for me, sweetie.”

Distantly he was aware of Logan coming down the stairs and stopping a little way off the couch, probably watching them curiously.

Virgil barely stirred under Patton’s hand, blinking up at him with glassy eyes.

“Pat?” he asked and his voice sounded rough, even rougher than usual after just waking up.

“Hey, kiddo. Breakfast is ready. Do you wanna come join Logan and me in the kitchen?”

Virgil scrunched up his nose as Logan wandered into the kitchen to grab his first cup of coffee.

“Don’t feel good.” Virgil whined, curling up on himself tighter until he was just a miserable little ball underneath his blanket and Patton couldn’t hold back the sympathetic coo that slipped past his lips.

“What’s wrong buddy? What hurts?”

“My throat’s all scratchy and my tummy and head are hurting real bad. And i’m really cold.” he explained.

Patton frowned a little, running his hair through the sick side’s hair.

“I’m so sorry to hear that Verge. How long have you been out here?”

When he only received a shrug as answer he leaned forward, pressing a kiss to Virgil’s clammy forehead.

“No wonder you’re cold, you’re burning up. Let me see if i can find you some medicine alright?”

Virgil whined and feebly tried to hold on to patton’s shirt to stop him from leaving but his attempts were swept away with a soft smile and a squeeze to his reaching hand.

“I’ll be right back sweetheart, I’ll tell Lolo to sit with you until i get back alright?”

Patton hurried into the kitchen, wishing Logan a hasty good morning as he filled a glass with cold water.

“Logan would you mind bringing this to Virgil and sitting with him for a bit? He’s really sick and doesn’t want to be alone but I have to go and get him some medicine.”

“Very well. I shall sit with him while I finish my coffee. Do you require any information on what medication would help Virgil most according to his symptoms?” Logan offered, already going through his memory to pull up a list of possible medications that could help.

“Thanks Lo but i think I know what’ll help, I just have to see if we still have any or if i need to get Roman to conjure some up for me. I’d like to try it but I’d love to have your help if it doesn’t work too well.”

Patton gave Logan a pat on the shoulder as he passed him, hurrying up the stairs to hunt for the medicine. Logan watched him leave and then picked up his coffee and Virgil’s water, making his way back to the living room.

Virgil was barely awake by that time but still kept flexing his fingers as if still trying to hold on to Patton and make him stay.

“Salutations, Virgil. I have brought you some water. Seeing as you are ill I advise to drink it now and keep drinking plenty of water over the day to stay hydrated.” he stated, placing his coffee mug on the low table and holding out the glass for Virgil to take. He didn’t seem to notice, barely even acknowledging Logan’s presence with a slurred Lo?

“Yes, Virgil. It is me. Now can you sit up and drink your water? Or do you require assistance?”

When he didn’t get a response Logan placed the glass next to his mug and helped read: gently manhandled him to sit up, holding the water to his lips for him to drink. The cold liquid against his lips seemed to startle Virgil. He flinched, making an upset noise akin to a whine as he began to shiver.

“It is alright, Virgil. It is merely some water. There is no need to be alarmed.” he consoled, pulling up the fuzzy blanket to rest around the sick side’s shoulders from where it had fallen into his lap when sitting up.

After some coaxing and reassurances and rubbing Virgil’s back he had finally managed to empty the glass and Logan was able to return to sipping his own, now cold, beverage. Just when he was wondering when Patton would return he heard the moral side come down the stairs, a bottle of liquid flu medicine clutched in his hands. His speech was rushed and a little breathless when he came to a stop by the couch, as if he had been running.

“Hey kiddos, so sorry to keep you both waiting but I had to wake up Roman to conjure this. You go on and finish your breakfast Lo, i can handle Verge. Thank you so much for sitting with him and getting him to drink that water.”

“It was no problem, Patton. He seems to be delirious though.” Logan answered easily, placing his hand on Virgil’s forehead to take his temperature. He was way too warm, that was easily established. But Logan complied and got up again, going to the kitchen to let Patton tend to the sick side.

“Hi, kiddo. I told you I’d be back, see? I got you some medicine. I know it’s gonna be yucky but I still need you to take it okay? It’ll help you feel better and bring down your fever” Patton told Virgil, taking Logan’s seat at his kiddo’s side. He measured out the right dosage and ran his hands through Virgil’s sweaty hair, trying to get him to open his mouth.

Ignoring Virgil’s whining Patton forced the spoonful of medicine into his mouth, shushing him with pets to the hair and mumbled sweet nothings.

As he calmed down some more Patton maneuvered him until they ended up with Patton sitting on the couch, Virgil’s head and most of his upper body laying in his lap so Patton could pet his hair more easily. Somehow, Virgil had managed to pull one of the sleeves of Patton’s cat hoodie low enough for him to hold and nuzzle with his face which, honestly, in Patton’s opinion, was just too darn adorable for a simple Dad to handle.

They stayed like that for quite some time and by the time Roman came down, grumpy and sleepy from being woken up, Virgil was almost asleep again, still snuggling Patton’s sleeve.

“I hope there’s still enough coffee left, especially since you woke me up in the middle of the night.” he groused, making Virgil whine at his upset tone. Had he been more aware and less feverish he probably would have noticed the undercurrent of humor in Roman’s voice. As it was, Patton pointed Roman over to the kitchen before petting Virgil’s hair again to soothe him.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. There’s enough coffee and Roman isn’t that upset about being woken up. You can go to sleep. Rest so you can get healthy again, Verge.”

Virgil sluggishly let go of the sleeve as he rolled over onto his side, burrowing his face into Patton’s tummy and curling his fingers into the soft blue polo the other side was wearing.

Patton stayed with him as Virgil finally fell asleep, allowing his body to rest. “It’s okay, honey. I got you. You’re gonna be just fine.”

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[raise-me-up-take-me-up]

Acceptance

A/N: I hammered this out to vent. All this happened to me less than 6 hours ago, every bit of it. Hopefully my groupmates don’t have a Tumblr. In the school au this goes before Stage Fright

Warnings: bullying

“Well, uh, I’ll leave now, I guess. Thanks, um, thanks for having me!” Virgil waved awkwardly, staring at the floor. His group had long finished the assigned groupwork and were instead watching K-dramas. Not to say that he didn’t think the dudes in the show were cute, but it was getting late and he had work to do. He jerked his thumb towards the door. “I’ll just, uh, head on out!”

Roman, Patton, and Logan glanced up at him from the floor. “Sure, man! See you!” Roman waved a hand. “I hope you can find your way out of my house because I am not climbing all those stairs. Alright, off with ya!”

Virgil slowly closed the door behind him.

He jolted in surprise as loud, raucous laughter suddenly tore through the air, emanating from Roman’s room. His eyes narrowed. He caught snatches of conversation among giggles and raised his eyebrows in surprise as he heard his name.

“I mean, I dunno…. Virgil’s kinda weird, but…” Patton seemed to be saying. Logan made a noise of agreement. The packet of chips crinkled. “He tries too hard to fit in if you ask me.” Roman cut in. 

Virgil glared at the wooden floor as tears threatened to spring in his eyes. After hours of them cracking jokes and getting along together, is this what they really thought of him? His nostrils flared in rage, and he whipped around. If they did the deed, they could reap the consequences.

He opened the door in one smooth motion and poked his head into the room, plastering the most polite smile he could muster. “Sorry, did I leave anything behind by chance?” And oh, the satisfaction he felt watching them scramble in surprise numbed his pain, even if for just a moment.

“No! I’m sure not, why do you ask?” Logan barked in faux laughter. Roman gave the room a cursory glance and shook his head vigorously. “No, no, you haven’t left anything! Goodbye!”

Virgil grinned like his heart wasn’t splintering. “Ah, yeah, okay. Thanks, see you Monday!” And shut the door. More laughter. “Do you think he heard? Probably not.”

He descended the stairwell, lost in thought. He couldn’t get past “They think I’m weird” without choking back tears. Why? Where had he gone wrong? Had he talked too much? Ate too much food?

Virgil blinked. He was in the living room, staring at a table of trinkets. He glared at a Pikachu Funko Pop. Seized it and-

He didn’t know what to do. He scowled, cold and hateful, but replaced it. They’d know if he damaged anything. He had to content himself with shuffling around the figurines. 

He didn’t remember the long walk to the bus stop, didn’t remember the longer bus ride home, didn’t remember anything on account of how numb he was.

“Virgil! How’d it go?” Demetri unlocked the door for Virgil but froze as he took in Virgil’s vacant expression. He led Virgil inside and gently sat him down. “What did they do?” He asked with barely contained rage, stroking his cheek.

Virgil blinked and tried for a smile but failed. “They- they don’t like me, Dee. They laughed at me when I left the room. I try so hard...”

Demetri enveloped him in a hug and felt his own heart shatter as Virgil started shaking with suppressed sobs. He carded a hand through his hair. “Here’s what you’re going to do, Virgil.” He instructed with measured calm. “Do they know you know?” 

A nod. 

“Good. Fuck with their heads, okay? Drop hints that you know, but act like you don’t. It’ll consume them. Can you do that?” 

A smaller, shaky nod. 

“Oh, Virgil… it’s not your fault. It never is. That’s just how the world is. It’ll try to tear you down.” “Doesn’t seem like a world worth being a part of,” Virgil croaked, wiping his face.

“It really doesn’t.”

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[2queer2deer]

💙 Even princes have bad days sometimes 💙

aaahh this request was vERY MEAN but ,, here u go ??? 4 all ur suffering pleasure 

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[hubnerart]

Sage’s Home 🍄🧼 For this drawing I started with the character, and then i drew a home that fit her personality. I wanted to keep it bright and whimsical. Instead of drawing smoke from the chimney i decided to draw bubbles and I like how the effect turned out. 💙 #hubnerart #fantasyart #fantasyartchannel #artist #art #draw #artsy #treehouse #treehouseart #treeart #sageart #wizardart #magicalart #fantasyillustration #fantasycharacter #characterillustration #whimsicalart #imagination #creative #create #drawing #digitalart #natureart #funart #adventureart #storyart #fairytaleart #fairytalevibes #onceuponatime #dreamyart https://www.instagram.com/p/COeZ-ewgQOe/?igshid=uz632g1kyaij