#the warmth <3

[happyheidi]

[judas-redeemed]

new uquiz omg. what kind of warmth are you? been working on this forever pls take it <3

[verawhisk]

You are safe. The winds of fate blow you to the warmest of hearths in the most cordial of inns. The touch of the sun comforts your flesh, but never burns it.

[arinmoss]

Mr. Elliott Stardew Valley once again U_U

[allioaro]

Grimlen nighttime attire XD

Idea from this tweet:

[ky-landfill]

Hello beautiful artist may I perhaps ask for Jason possibly comforting Dick? I feel it’s an under appreciated genre

[snakeoid]

small wyll doodle bc i do NOT draw him enough

[prinsomnia]

astrologer’s mirror🪞✨🌕

[mossmx]

While Merlin is trending I want to thank the whole Merlin fandom

people who have been with us since 2008 and people who have just started watching, people who have left us too soon but will be forever in our hearts and people who switched fandoms but are still amazing

whereter you create, lurk, cheer or just cry in the corner (most of us have been there lol) every part of the Merlin fandom is always part of our family

even if we have no reason to trend we will always have a reason to celebrate :D

[squiremaximus]

It is... pleasurable to see you.

[happyheidi]

[fermentedrice]

As you’re accepting doodle requests…

Baby dragon Durge / Cat!starion :)

I imagine the size difference would be quite big so— here’s the skrunkly vampire cat and baby bloodthirsty dragon for you!

And some bonus content of course, because they are in love and married <33

[ehay]

[amielot]

They head back to the barn when the rain lets up.

@arialerendeair def gave inspo for this one hehe

[shummthechumm]

"son, i could move the sky for you"

~

so...midnight and sol in the rewrite... (more info below the cut!)

☆

in the scorched ruins of a long abandoned ravine awaits an elderly badger. for seasons, midnight retraced the ancient claw-marks of those before this time; fading echoes of now forgotten spirits. every night she patrols the worn stone, accompanied only by the distant pelt of stars above her.

the low humming of wind bouncing off the gorge walls was scarcely broken--be it by a passing critter or occasional loner--but tonight, something was different.

she follows the shrill wailing--lumbering after it with more energy than she had showcased in moons--down the ragged cliff edge, and into the hollowed out stone. there lay a scrawny cat--a kitten. midnight's ears itch at it's mewling, and her throat tightens.

she reaches out a clawed paw, and pulls the shivering scrap towards herself. the kit whimpers still, but unscrews it's eyes. brilliant sunburnt irises burn into her own; and a warmth she had long been deprived melted the aches of age away--if only for a moment.

those pools of yellow observed her curiously. after a heartbeat, the child nuzzled deeper into her wiry coat.

how long had it been since held new life? how long had it been since was held by someone?

regardless of the answer, she couldnt let go now.

☆

i love sad old people

Original/Alt. Version here:

[ky-landfill]