#for those wondering the poem is

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Hey, I had a thought for the fantasy au! So on one of the previous versions of the WH website, there was a rhyme for the show that went:

A house is a place with four walls and a floor,

with a ceiling above and a lovely front door.

There's a bed to cradle you safely at night,

and windows to bring in the morning sunlight.

Your house is a mirror of just who you are,

A reflection that tells you to never stray far.

Which I thought might make a good incantation for when Wally properly summons Home (I can't remember if that's ever required for Warlocks but hey, it's still a fun poem regardless).

ohhhh this. i like this...

bonus og sketch! big ol eyes...

& no capalet because uhhhh eh nah and also i wanted Home's pendant to be on full display!

[fictionadventurer]

By the Shores of Silver Lake was my least favorite Little House book as a kid, and upon starting the reread, I could see why. Earlier books had Laura as a child observer--not engaging in or totally understanding the wider world of the adults, but still engrossed in the simple joys of childhood. In this book, Laura is neither child nor adult--she's too old to play like a child, but she's too young to take an active part in adult life, so she's stuck in this awkward middle ground.

Yet as the book went on, I started to see that that was the point. This book is about growing up, about being on the brink of adulthood and trying to hold onto childhood while also becoming someone new. Laura's growing-up is paralleled with the "growing up" of the country around her. Both the old and the new ways of life have their benefits and their downsides, and Laura has to figure out how to hold onto the best of both.

The prairie is beautiful, wondrous, free. Laura would love to just roam forever, always traveling west, always seeing new places. She doesn't want to marry, doesn't want to teach school, doesn't want anything to change about her way of life. But one can't stay a child forever. Eventually, the infinite possibility of childhood has to turn into the definite identity of adulthood. She has to take responsibility and settle down. The arrival of the town brings that adult life to the prairie, and in doing so, it destroys the innocent wonders of nature--the majestic wolves lose their home, the buffalo are gone, and the ducks no longer land at Silver Lake. Laura has to wrestle with this--is childhood, for herself and the prairie, gone forever? Does she have to let go of childlike wonder and embrace the mundane responsibility of adult life?

This theme is resolved when Laura finds Grace in the buffalo wallow. It's a place of impossible magic and beauty, a carpet of fragrant violets hidden away from the world with butterflies flying overhead, so perfect it seems like a fairyland. Of course Grace, the innocent child, is the one who was able to find it. When Laura asks Pa about it later, he explains that the "fairies" that made this magical ring were buffalo. There's a mundane explanation for the phenomenon, but that doesn't destroy the wonder and beauty of the place--adult knowledge enhances, rather than destroys childlike wonder. The buffalo might be gone, but there's still beauty left behind. Laura can move forward into the future and know that there are still wonders to find. She can be an adult and still maintain a childlike wonder, can take responsibility and still find comfort in the safety of home and family.

This thematic resonance made so much about the book so much deeper. It's the message of the entire series distilled into story form. Remember the past, children, but go forth boldly into the future. It's a message much easier to see with an adult's eyes, so I'm so glad I gave this book another chance.

[the-real-will-wood-daily]

my mortal nemesis, @i-h4te-po3try

[zaidepersonal]

I wanted to hype up @inktho for their beautiful harvest moon & rune factory charms!! I love how they look in my room. 💛 go check out their art and shop! :)

also shout out to @lotrificationer for gifting me the muffy and nami charms (ily friend), and to my mom’s childhood art in the middle LMAO. 🌿🐛

[meringuejellyfish]

nika goltz (1925 - 2012)

an illustrator thats been a big inspiration to me for a while now, its hard to not gush over her work! and there is simply so much out there that im still discovering new pieces. one of my favorite aspects of her art is how many varied and distinct looks she achieved, all of which are so so stunning and elegant.

as you may be able to tell, her artwork has a focus on numerous fairytales and folktales, and throughout the years she illustrated over 200 books. she created illustrations for german poetry, the little prince, the fairytales of oscar wilde, and by the 90s she would turn to focus on adapting the work of hans christian andersen, who was her favorite author.

one note about nika goltz' view on her own work is that she desired to create art for both children and adults, not necessarily believing in the confines between a "childrens story" and an adult reader (with this philosophy, it makes perfect sense to me that she would have wanted to illustrate for the little prince)

at the end of the day, she illustrated for herself.

[oseike]

And lo, the sacrificial lamb

Tied gently by shepherd hands

When of love so defiled, does it weep?

God bends a hand

And by command

Its precious life on cold stone seep

Divinity and sacrifice intertwine

Tell me, in such soft night where gentle stars shine

Does the beloved lamb cry?

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

if i say getocoded

[99probalos]

hot off the presses. grand re-opening

(this is @attaboy-art 's SCP observation cell rlm sideblog. be not afraid)

[jadie0]

neptune

we are simply the universe interacting with itself, a tentative touch, a shared breath.

and we must be tender with each other, for we are fragile

and we are real,

and you are real.

and you know yourself best, so you should know best that you are deserving of joy and every delicate softness that you stop to rub your cheek against, to feel that conjoining of two forgiving things.

to know that you can love, wanton and gorgeous, sunlit smile touched by every person who has treated you with care,

and possibly treat someone else with care, too.

you can have everything you want, dear

you only have to know that you deserve it

you only have to forgive yourself

dread has no place in our ecosystem, in our tangled, finite hearts

we are the universe, of the same stardust sprinkled onto fertile soil

we are the universe, nursed and nurtured into our positions

we are the universe, laid gently to rest when we are done

we are the universe, and we can help make it a little more bearable before we take our final bow.

don’t go chasing the rest, darling, because you can care without reciprocation

you can simply love

and it is a vulnerability, yes, but not a weakness

it is not a weakness.

[dev-posting]

poem i wrote today

[trans-xianxian]

GO OFF HU TAO

[twopathsdiverge]

I reach out my hand in blind hope,

Surprised to find a solid grasp,

But slowly, still,

That will dissolve.

All the more quickly the harder I hold.

Yet still I find my fingers reach.

What good is gold? What’s underneath?

My body aches for tender slumber,

The world is cruel to Those Who Wonder.

[mismatchsocks]

nothing to offer but quotes from nbc hannibal/the blooper reel

[hyeleth]

Good Omens makes me feel things so strongly it's triggering my heart condition, but I'm still going to rewatch both seasons for the third time in a row while the chestpain is killing me (figuratively, I'm not at risk) unable to break the loop that I got trapped in. I will never be able to love anything else in my life anymore.

[goldensunset]

are you implying that you can expect to live for all time???

cogita are you immortal???

cogita???

[pragmatic-optimist]

how can i call this intimacy if i crave sharp edges but your edges aren't even edges they are soft landings how do i teach myself  to accept a healthy love if all i’ve ever known is pain - rupi kaur

listen on spotify || current run time: 2 hrs 9 min

a collection of every song that has served as fic inspo for the epic emotional rollercoaster ride known as a @reyescarlos​ // ksmalltalk story on AO3.

featuring:

sanctuary - nashville cast // can i be him - james arthur // there's no way - lauv ft. julia michaels // mad - ne-yo // sudden desire - hayley williams // share your address - ben platt // little talks - of monsters and men // waking up slow - gabrielle aplin // all through the night - sleeping at last (cover) // love you for a long time - maggie rogers // who am i - needtobreathe ft. elle king // sweetest devotion - adele // let's fall in love for the night - finneas // no right to love you - rhys lewis // somebody special - nina nesbitt // i guess i'm in love - clinton kane // the man who can't be moved - the script // give me the future - bastille // memo - years & years // the few things jp saxe ft. charlotte lawrence +more!

(thank you @carsonnshaw for the stunning gif!💗)