#LLAMA DAY

[baksuz-art]

happy 9th of december - a day of llamas! 🦙✨

i made this one specifically for deviantart, the og llama loving site, but ofc had to share it here too 😄

reblogs are greatly appreciated!✨

[knithacker]

Knit a Festive Llama For The Holidays ... Oh, And Hello, Today Is Actually NATIONAL LLAMA DAY! 👉 https://buff.ly/39QFuxv 🦙

[gothfoxx]

My adventures at llama day! Forgot to hit record earlier but still got the best part!

[hedgehog-moss]

Some February photos 🤍 In the last one Pirlouit is taking a deep breath, getting ready to bray loudly enough to raise the dead. He's always so outraged when he can see me through the kitchen window preparing breakfast for myself, like a monster, while he still hasn't had his breakfast.

[llamagoddessofficial]

Hello! How have you been? I hope all is well on your side of the world! I was wondering if we could get some more of knightmare? J-just a thought... please🥺🌹

"there you are,"

You jumped, tearing your eyes away from the aurora above you. When you moved your arms and stood up straight, a little snow was disturbed from the smooth stone of the balcony; shooting a glance over your shoulder, you saw Nightmare, silhouetted by the torchlight from within the castle.

"what are you doing out here? you aren't wearing nearly enough to be outside." He closed the door behind him. Immediately, he too was bathed in the green aurora glow that felt like it filled the whole world. The glittering snow crunched gently under the soles of his leather shoes - as he walked toward you, he started to toy with the collar of his large fur-trimmed midnight cloak, unclasping a metal moon charm that took on an emerald glint every time it shifted.

"I'm watching the sky," you replied, meekly, breath escaping in a shimmering cloud.

He came to your side at the balcony, eyelight peering curiously down at you. He tugged loose a fabric knot at his throat. "for how long? i expected you'd be long asleep by now."

"I-I don't know." Now that he had snapped you out of your trance, you were starting to really feel the cold through your simple woollen dress. "It's hard to keep track of time,"

Nightmare sighed. With the knot undone, he drew the great cloak off his shoulders. You watched, mutedly confused - you could hear its silver embroidered ends sweeping over the flagstones.

... He stepped up to you... and brought the cloak around your shoulders.

You blinked up at him, flustered by the proximity once again, as the heavy thing suddenly weighed down upon you. Warmth-imbued soft fabric suddenly soothed your skin, fur tickling your cheeks and nose. He looked so different without the cloak - he wore a lovely long-sleeved dark tunic beneath, the neck and wrists lined with real silver. He looked so handsome, the aurora's glow suited his complexion far more than sun; you liked being able to see his face, less obscured by layers of fur.

You wanted to ask many questions - Are you really sure I can wear this? Is this ok with you? Isn't this precious to you, you wear it all the time? Isn't it expensive? Are you certain?

... Yet... the questions didn't come. Instead, a tiny tired "Thank you," fell out of your mouth.

His eyelight got wider, for a moment. And you could not tell if the aurora had merely brightened, or there was colour on his face. But his expression quickly returned to normal.

Seemingly subconsciously, he touched the fur of the cloak, very near to your face. "i choose to not hear that," he said, gently.

You exhaled. Ah, right. You couldn't thank the fae, could you? Nor apologise. There was implication of debt. "Oh."

He sounded sympathetic. "you've got to be more careful than that. this is no place for slips of the tongue."

"I know. I just... when I'm comfortable, I forget."

He got a strange look on his face.

"could i ask why you are staring at the sky?" He shifted, standing beside you, mimicking your position of elbows rested on the balcony edge. The subject change was not lost on you, but you chose not to speak on it. "with not nearly enough clothes on, i might add."

You stared at him. "Why am I staring? Is that a genuine question?"

His brow creased. "yes?"

You looked back up again. At the sea of stars - but equally, the silent river of green and pink fire that flowed across the open sky.

You had never seen it this strong in the human world, never. There were no words that could fully make sense of it. It was gentle, silent, like smoke, like water, like fire. Like magic.

"I mean..." you were breathless. "... Just look at it."

"it signals morning, for us. a high aurora and a full moon is the closest we get to daylight." His dark, soft voice was perfect for the setting. "some days it is strong, some days it is weak. but it always comes."

"It's really, really beautiful."

... He hummed.

"... yes. it is."

You glanced at him. He looked away from you, up to the sky.

"You weren't even looking,"

"i must admit, i have long struggled to see any beauty in my realm." He relaxed his whole weight onto his forearms. "i see only darkness and cold. shadows of what the summer realm has."

Your eyes were getting heavy. "If it was hot, you could never have given me your cloak. And if it was bright, I could not see the stars."

Nightmare hummed. His hand shifted, as if to move toward yours, but instead he knitted his fingers together.

"perhaps we should make a deal."

You turned, shooting a withering look up at him. "Nothing binding."

He grinned. It was hard to believe that face belonged to the very man that had unhorsed a dozen knights to win your hand. "yes, yes, nothing binding, i swear. a human sort of deal."

"Hm. Go on, then."

"you remain here, at the palace. you live as you wish to, under my complete protection." He played with a silver ring on his index finger. "and in return... you will tell me when you find my realm beautiful. metaphorically lend me your eyes. perhaps then, i'll finally start to see what you like so much about all this snow and stone."

Ah, you couldn't help but smile. "Alright, I agree to that. You'll realise it's far, far more than 'snow and stone'."

He chuckled. "i hope so."

"We'll start with this. I find the aurora very, very beautiful." You looked back up to it. "Look at the shapes. The patterns. But just... look at the colours. Aren't they breathtaking?"

Nightmare settled in beside you, his upper arm brushing your shoulder.

...

"... i think i'm starting to see it." He murmured.

You could tell, from the direction of his voice, that he was still looking at you.

[sillysaurus]

day 12: things that make me nostalgic, internet version

[arthistoryanimalia]

Happy #NationalLlamaDay 🦙!

Llama Effigy

Chancay (Peru, Central Coast), Late Intermediate Period, 1000-1470

earthenware, slip paint; H: 8 5/16 x W: 15 7/8 x D: 6 5/16 in. (21.11 x 40.39 x 16 cm)

The Walters Art Museum 2009.20.49

“The llama, a native camelid of the Americas, touched all aspects of Andean life. The llama- the only native American beast of burden-was used primarily to transport goods from the coastal deserts to the highest mountain plains. Well adapted to the extremes of the Andean environment, including climate, terrain, and altitude, the llama was at the heart of every Andean home. The llama and its camelid cousins (alpaca, guanaco, and vicuña) provided the all-important hairs that were spun into fibers to weave warm garments of considerable strength and durability. Such clothing was crucial for survival during cold Andean nights and in the altiplano highlands. Llamas also provided body heat for shepherds and other laborers who could not return to a warm home every night. Llama blood was an important ritual offering, and its meat was occasionally consumed for protein, although the high value of the living animal made these latter uses infrequent and of special significance.

During the Late Intermediate Period, the Chancay Valley and adjacent Chillón Drainage developed an energetic corporate style of architecture and art. Large amounts of ceramics were produced and distributed among the ruling elite as well as those of lesser status. Among these are the distinctive mold-made and hand-modeled sculptures of humans (both men and women) and animals.”

[boatcats]

Me, having a Bad Time: What if I did this exact thing to a fictional character? Would I feel better?

[mcytadventevent]

@enderqueen330 is creating for Day Nineteen!

Prompt: House Decorating

Their piece is drawn and it features Grian!

Credit links:

https://www.tumblr.com/enderqueen330

https://x.com/enderqueen330

Look closely to see many other hidden Easter Eggs!

[charzoid]

A mini rant post doecifer week

Pretty much what the title says now that doecifer week is over though I'd love to see more works regardless. TLDR AT BOTTOM That said while not to many made it a drama I did see some extreme hypocrisy on x/twitter over the matter that bugged me even if it was a few. Apparently the embodiment of all sins including lust, pride and vanity making himself a doe to rp with a partner was seen as "OOC and making his character look weak" in some eyes. Also THIS is where some felt Alastor's sexuality was being ignored, made OOC, and fetishized. THIS but not the thousands of slutty cross dressing art birthed from him wearing a nun outfit for a song skit once and him being a hyper slutty sexual sub in public to weaker characters then himself in other art over the years even when his sexuality was confirmed. Does anyone remember what ring Alastor is in? Also a racist caricature somehow cause he's a canon black guy and being a doe was the same as him being a white women I guess? Not sure of the gymnastics for that one but they might of been drunk with that take. You could draw alastor dressed like britney spears pole dancing to holla back girl and barely anyone would bat an eye. While I agree asexuality is a spectrum and him being made a little into sex isn't crazy, if being true to his character he'd need a lot of coaxing, assuring, and compromising regardless the gender of his partner to do something beyond vanilla stuff if that. He is strong but even with someone close he'd be cautious in looking vulnerable especially in hell. Meanwhile on a different planet of the matter, Lucifer is eons old and stronger then everyone down there. The amount of fucks he likely gives to how people think of him with some exceptions are about as big as Nifty's pinky toe. His biggest pride is his power making it so he can afford to be as unserious as possible. You'd have to be dummier then Valentino's used socks to try him and even then as we saw in the Adam fight he'll just mess around with you until you cross a line. So long as you promise to keep it behind closed doors and stop when he's uncomfortable he's down for it, topping, bottoming, both since he does have cloning magic, etc. TLDR- My point is if you think the reserved and always guarded asexual from the 1920s being made hyper sexual and submissive cause he's hot in almost every other work isn't an issue but hell's strongest circus loving pansexual doing something cute in a kink for his SO is strange and character eraser I'm not sure either of us own the right dictionaries or watch the same series.

[ihavenohotcocoa]

"Best out of 5?" "You're on, little dude!"

quick little doodle loosely inspired by this comic by @modmad, cause it's what made me actually realize Thespius has multiple hands! can you imagine rock paper scissors between these two. hell.

[wolfgrlonline]

yall mind if i HEEHAW?

[mrdiaper]

[whyeverr]

The last day of the Li-Fuentes rotation is spent at home, with good food and good company — the mark of any good Saturday.

Wendell and Cassie joined the family for lunch (a hearty vegetable casserole) and together everyone celebrated the news of the engagement and Cassie's pregnancy progressing into her second trimester. (Octavia, the closest thing we have to a doula, has been keeping a close eye on things!)

Lots of hand-me-downs—toddler blocks and books, Lydia's old pack-and-play—and an excellent quality hand-knit newborn onesie were passed on in anticipation of their baby's arrival. (A bit early, to be sure, but by our next Li-Fuentes rotation Cassie and Wendell will be parenting an infant!)

The last bit of business that I'm just going to shoehorn in is filling Wendell and Cassie in on Cherry's suggestion to broaden the community's schooling program beyond the classroom. We can expect to see some music-based lessons with Wendell in the future! 🥰 What can't you learn about with the help of music? Math, social studies, science, language arts...

[defiledtomb]

rook be upon ye