Hi! For the drawing requests could I ask for Maedhros and Maglor (maybe post-Thangorodrim) if that catches your fancy? thank you! ❤️
hello! im not very good at sad stuff but i wanted to try a little sketchy thing
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The yearly phenomenon where u get the first rays of sunshine and ppl (me included) act like it’s summer even tho it’s still just +1 degrees out; all I can think abt is making an icey coffee treat and I saw a person casually walking outside in shorts
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the sheer amount of absolute adoration Jake has for his family (based on what we’ve seen so far) is just so heckin wholesome 😭
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you know a book is romance-focused when there are multiple full scenes of people doing home repair and gazing softly at each other, but then when a main character interviews a literal convicted murderer, it happens offscreen
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Pagan Tumblr, what are some gods of hedonism/pleasure/self-love to look into?
I am so goddamn obsessed with self-sacrfice and it's so difficult for me to do anything just for the sake of enjoyment. These days I only do art for fundraising for causes I believe in or to vent overwhelmingly negative enotions. It's really hard for me to go out and do anything fun just for myself, there has to be someone else involved who is also enjoying it or else there's no point.
So I feel like it might be beneficial for me to look into a deity that not only permits enjoying life just for the sake of enjoyment, but encourages it.
I know some people use the advice of "make your own god" but if I can't have a church I'd at least like to have some kind of connection to the knowledge that I'm following something that other folks historically did, too. I'm big into the "gods are made real through humanity" thing tbh.
(Open to anything that's from an open religion! I'm not one to shy away from non-Eurocentric stuff as long as I know I'm not treading anywhere I shouldn't)
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A beloved classic: Whumpee, weakly stumbling into the pub they frequent, beaten black and blue and their clothes wrinkled and bloodied, after escaping whatever mess they had gotten themselves in, and slumping themselves over the bar. The barman asks “The usual?” completely nonchalantly, without asking any questions and whumpee just nods. Then we see them, completely miserable and exhausted, sipping on booze with a bitter scrunch on their face, before heavily slamming the glass back on the table.
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