#cottagecore shitpost

[woolblossom]

Fun fact ! 💫

[guinevereslancelot]

ok i'm gonna go frolick now, if anyone needs me i'll be frolicking

[moodymishhty]

mountain mood board

[3frogs-in-a-trench-coat]

whoever decided to give me a human form, i hope u lost your job. i was supposed to be a little goblin living in a tiny house in the woods

[gender-fluidbees]

you’re just mad that nature finds me delightfully terrifying and accepts me as its own and treats you like a mere human being

[pinkpossibly]

So i churned butter bc fortnite is down. I literally CHURNED BUTTER. FOR 2!!!! HOURS

AND FORTNITE IS STILL DOWN

[trollmaiden]

When I’m feeling tired and sluggish I like to imagine I’m a troll that’s turned to stone

These guys don’t know about the S.686 Restrict act

[fauxunraveling]

it’s just me and my very specific celebrity crush against the world

[h0bg0blin-meat]

Is wanting to be a medieval elven apothecary+alchemist+medic who owns a large wooden yet somehow archaic shack+cottage with a built-in library of scientific and dark arts books with an extended space for poultry and livestock, accompanied by a small garden filled with mushrooms and freshly grown vegetables, and with orchards laden with fruits (both enchanted as well as normal) in the middle of the thickets, tucked away from human settlement but filled with friendly neighbors from the cryptid communities too much to ask for?

[psychesblog]

in love with these

[woolblossom]

My August shop update is 🌸 now live! 🌸

[greenteacryptid]

All of my bones are made of resin with dried flowers in them

[that-sure-is-a-person]

I am no cottagecore lesbian, insted im a haunted house ace.

[moodymishhty]

moodboard on tulip garden please 🌷

Tulip Garden Mood Board

ty for the ask !

[eimmzy]

Just a cottagecore girlie

[transylvanian-hunger]

yeah sex is great but have you ever texted your partner to meet you at your favorite hiking trail and you meet up, beginning the hike at an absolutely beautiful hill, holding each other’s hands and admiring your surroundings where the sun is shining and hitting your skin just right and surprisingly there are no pests or bugs along the trail and the trees seemed somehow extra beautiful today, and you’re not really saying anything to each other because things just seem too perfect to interrupt and you get to a perfect spot and decide to sit on a rock and relax for a couple minutes and you’re laughing and smiling while recalling the story of your first date and your partner isn’t responding they just keep looking at you with wide eyed admiration so you keep talking to fill the silence. the silence is really bothering you though, because you’re just now starting to realize how unusual and weird it is to not see or hear any bugs or creatures on this trail you’ve hiked at least 10 times by now. you brush that feeling off and pull out your phone to photograph the moment and keep it as a memory but notice a text that you got 30 minutes ago (who knew u would even have service out here?) from your partner saying that they have been waiting by the trail entrance for a while and you haven’t showed up yet so they’re leaving and there’s a sense of panic as you turn to look at your partner who still hasn’t said a single world to you and see that they’re smiling a little too widely and breathing in a strange pattern. their eyes opened so wide it seems like they’re going to pop right out of their head, and that feeling of pure terror sinks in as you put two and two together that whatever you’ve been hiking with and talking to this whole time isn’t your partner and suddenly your little hike isn’t as fun as it was just about ten seconds ago