#sunlamp

[mudwerks]

(via and everything else too: Bill Layne "Greetings" Calendar (1949))

[caterpillarinacave]

Using the computer as a babysitter for Jed and Octavius is all fun and games until they figure out how to use Larry’s credit card

[lovesodeepandwideandwell]

SHOULD I take a basement apartment without much direct sunlight for next year?

[hypokeimena]

i keep having fucking gender euphoria about the fall

[eulaliasims]

Round 2, Arturo 1 / 3

We return to our magical, nudist not-elf, not-god, and his cat.

Arturo is determined to master fishing now. The key to life, he's found, is finding something you absolutely must try to master, even if it's inane. Magic, number puzzles, fishing.

He even fishes sometimes at the pond his grove's little stream feeds, when the other little mortal is not there to entertain him. Understandably, the werewolf has been spending more of his nights with the witch. Arturo can't blame him for that.

Unfortunately, it seems spending time away from the grove exacerbates his... affliction. It's strange; he spent uncountable years away from this place, but now that the forest has gotten its snare around him again, it doesn't wish to loosen it.

Helenet: Arturo? Are you okay? Why are you on the ground?

Arturo: I am... communing. With the grass. It's very good grass.

Helenet: Yes, that's a believable answer that I believe.

Arturo: You are very annoying this early.

Arturo: Really, it is nothing. Sometimes I am affected if I stray from the grove for too long.

Helenet: It hurts you to leave? Why are you always coming to my home, then?! I mean, I enjoy seeing you, but not if it hurts you.

Arturo: It doesn't hurt, it's just... it's nothing.

Helenet: Perhaps I can examine you? See if there if any of our medicines could help you?

Arturo: I do not believe that will yield any results. Thank you for your concern, however.

Arturo: Here, lest I forget, I harvested these apples earlier. I have no use for them.

Helenet: You're changing the subject—oh, those look good. Where did you get the basket from?

Arturo: Always with these intimations of wrongdoing, little mortal. I made it.

Helenet: Is there anything you can't do at this point?

Arturo: I can't ride a horse.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I was on a walk and was dragging my seasonal affective sunlamp on a tripod along with me like it was a dog.

[episims]

Jonas ...Maybe the noise used to make my head quieter, eh, now it just makes it hurt. I'm becoming too old to be a nightclub mascot.

[yuribait]

your tumblr mutual who will not survive the winter

[stone-cold-groove]

They just can’t resist an outdoor complexion. Ad for General Electric sunlamps - 1939.

[everybodyknows-everybodydies]

Winterhold doesn't even have trees 😔 but. secondary function of the magicka wells perhaps?? they DO store sunlight...

[pallas-cat]

socially isolating but not quite in the "i shall plan to jump from a bridge" way but in a "will talk again once i feel worthy of being around ppl" way which isn't much of an improvement but we're dealing witn the rock bottom of seasonal affective depression here

[jackals-ships]

feeling very low energy today so im working on inking fae!jackal bc I wasn't 100% satisfied w it and

man i forgot how much i like playing w line weight + how much of a subtle but big diff it makes,

[sayyestoheavensayyestome]

I do my best to look my age but always get told I look younger -_-

today this woman said 16 I said noooo ahah she said oh sorry what are you 14? 14 is insane I was speachless

[crimeronan]

okay i Do feel less insane having left my house. my body now seems to think it's spring since it's warm today, which beats the unrelenting despair of "oh god. it's the beginning of winter."

[orpheushead]

god please why is it so dark out it’s ELEVEN

[buckyclevens]

i'm soooo mentally in a great place rn i'm thinking of rewatching spn and nge