#like a bunch of big cats

[ghcstcd]

Big teethies for Aethie!

[otterlyotterott]

A cat sits alone in the cemetery

Inspired by @circuscountdowns's bishop death comic.

cw: grief, slow mental deterioration by way of immortality

Mortal minds were not meant to live forever. Not alone. 

It’s the middle of the night and they kneel before the grave. In one of their hands they grip a shovel that had been gifted to them a long time ago. At the base of the handle is an engraving that matches the stone crown on the gravestone.

There is a pendant on their chest, and it gleams gold in the moonlight.

They close their eyes, and breathe. Out slow, in slow.  

Camellias smell like sugar and dirt, like three thousand years of longing. The flowers on this grave are always fresh. always redder than blood, even in the winter, when every other plant on cult grounds wilts and turns bare and hibernates. The camellias on his grave are always there, always beautiful. One might call them blessed.

They are not afraid of dying—they are devoted to Death. They simply cannot die yet. Their Gods and leaders need them. The rest of the flock needs their wisdom. Someone who can speak to them as an equal, but who knows more and has seen more than the rest. 

Mortal minds were not meant to live forever, but they’re still doing pretty well. They lose days or weeks sometimes, but it’s not a problem yet. They suspect it’ll take another five thousand or so before their mind becomes a problem, assuming something else doesn’t kill them first.

So, they cannot leave. Not of their own accord. They have no need to.

They want to stay, to be content with the impossible life they live, but something is missing. They’ve been missing the sandpaper edges of his voice for the last few centuries. They’ve been yearning for the feel of his fur on their own—green and yellow, a sunbeam shining over a bed of moss.

He left them. They agreed to it. He was tired. They understood, or thought they did. They were with him for the rest of his life, and they loved him, and he died, in the end, like a mortal, but his heart was full, and when he was gone for good, they realized that their heart had gone with him. Stolen in a final prank.

At first they figured the pain would lie in the loss itself, but true moments of pain were every time they would forget that he was gone. It was every time they would look beside them, to whisper to him something that he would yell aloud to embarrass them both, only to find no one was there. It was every odd hole in the ground that they would feel the urge to crouch down beside, to talk to him, coax him out, before someone would ask what they were doing and they would remember that he wasn't there. It was every time they remembered that holes in the ground were for plants, and not Gods.

He would be severely annoyed to see them do anything but smile, but it was getting hard to smile without him.

And, and he would want this, wouldn’t he? Even if getting woken back up annoyed him at first.

His After was probably boring without them.

He'd think it was funny.

He’d grin impossibly wide and say, “ABOUT TIME YOU DID SOMETHING SELFISH.”

They stare at the old stone. The crown of the God of Chaos stares back. It's only another life. He won't even have to put on a necklace this time around.

Mortal minds were not meant to live forever. Not alone.

So, they stand and lurch forward. They take the shovel into both their hands, and they drive it like a spear into the dirt, into Leshy's grave. 

They don’t know how the ritual works, but they know they’ll need his bones for it. They'll figure the rest out later.

[srapsodia]

i was talking with friends about daemons a while back and i love this concept so much i had to doodle a few of them

[foxprints]

I miiiiight be working on a bunch of Murderbot and ART emoji...

(its fawning over Sanctuary Moon 💛)

[wander-wren]

and if i made a wc rp…….what then……..

(any tumblr people here for launching a rebellion against a dystopian mega clan? and rebuilding after?)

[apollosgiftofprophecy]

SPITTAKES

HOLY SHIT DID NOT SEE THAT COMING

[stellara-palette]

Earth Spirit

#43B327 | #6FF551 | #F0FEF4 | #21DCB3

[crispyjenkins]

welcome to cj/crispy's bi-yearly ptsd rant about fireworks, you are all safe and valid here and i am mentally giving out juice boxes and animal crackers

[bat-connoisseur]

I really don't get the point of fake AI images of animals. Like, general issues with generative AI aside, the point of looking at animal pictures is to... see the animal? See what they look like? Even if it's weird or ugly? If I look up a picture of a bat it's because I want to see that bat, not something vaguely resembling a computer's best approximation of a bat, the same way I don't want to see a dog when looking for bats.

Like I've seen it a lot with fake baby birds. Yes, a lot of baby birds are ugly as sin because they were just born. But if you're looking for baby birds surely you want to see the actual bird rather than some prettied up fake version? It just makes no sense to me why anyone would choose to look at or use an ai generated animal image over just like. A real photograph of one. There's so many out there. The photo is guaranteed to be accurate to how they look.

At risk of repeating myself, why would you ask the computer to generate you one when you can just look it up and see photos of the real thing? The joy of animals are the actual animals themselves, right? Not just the idea of an animal or 'cuteness'?

[number-one-shadisper-shipper]

hello excuse my foolish use of the notes. i am not versed in tumblr etiquette. whats big the cat doing as a dad

Lol that's fine! (I'm not great at it either😅)

Big the Cat!

(I really want to see a litter of tiny Bigs running around now 🥰🥰🥰🥰)

Big is. A very good dad.

Tends to give off more grandfatherly vibes than dad vibes

Fishing together all day every day. Lots of family bonding time. Big is always so proud of anything his kids catch and is really happy to take their fish home and cook them for supper

Lots of cuddles and naptimes on dad! Big is the softest pillow

Big cannot do discipline to save his life he's just too gentle. But his "I'm not mad I'm just disappointed" can crack the hardest heart.

Takes his kid(s) on all his adventures. Cue Big and his kid(s) being found napping together in the most random places (see my Big is a Cryptid post)

Full of sound parental wisdom said in the most quiet, relaxed way

Gets his kid(s) their own pets like Froggy

Is super supportive of all his kid(s)' friends to the point that he becomes the father figure for all of them

Thanks for the ask!

[unusual-ly]

I want to finally do my human!Rumpelteazer cosplay that I’ve been thinking of forever for SunnyCon next month, I just need to buy a few things I’ve already picked out and find the right shirt or hoodie…

[corvidexoskeleton]

Turning into the joker because both of my landlords keep threatening to kick me out every single time i have a slight disagreement with them or dont do exactly what they want

[running-in-the-dark]

uggh my partner ate tangerines in our office again so now that I'm in here my nose and face are burning like crazy. 🙃

[wurm-food]

nearly cried during 3 separate (very sweet) occasions today at work so. I’m pretty sure I’m ovulating

[biteapple]

awhile back my roommate stopped using the shared trashcan and started just putting bags and bags of trash in their room to fill up and take out later and was doing this for months and at the same time i stopped methodically cleaning everything in the house constantly cause i was the only one. cleaning always. so i cleaned just not Daily like he wanted me to. and exactly as these two things collided just. cockroaches everywhere. great.

[always-a-slut-4-ghouls]

Me when I notice a spider normally: awww, hi cutie

Me when there’s MOVEMENT RIGHT BESIDE MY HEAD ON MY PILLOW IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT: AAH! Jesus FUCKING Christ. When did you get there and why my pillow? *catching breath* *I gently shake them onto the floor* *i then have to pick up my laptop from where it slid off of my startled ass*