[insert witty title here]

Hey I'm Lauren and this is just a big compilation of things that I enjoy :^)

[niqvassieart]

Sleeping on the dining chair as everyone else gets ready for bed.

[jennydolfen]

“I’m sorry, Kal,” Moash said, stepping forward. “I should have made it quick at the start.”

The Words, Kaladin. That was Syl’s voice. You have to speak the Words!

I FORBID THIS.

YOUR WILL MATTERS NOT! Syl shouted. YOU CANNOT HOLD ME BACK IF HE SPEAKS THE WORDS! THE WORDS, KALADIN! SAY THEM!

“I will protect even those I hate,” Kaladin whispered through bloody lips. “So long as it is right.”

A Shardblade appeared in Moash’s hands.

A distant rumbling. Thunder.

THE WORDS ARE ACCEPTED, the Stormfather said reluctantly.

Brandon Sanderson, Words of Radiance

Prints are here! =) https://www.etsy.com/de-en/shop/JennyDolfenArt

[lamaery]

It's alright Dalinar, babe, he got this. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- image description: A loosely scribbled and coloured comic page with several panels in four rows of the scene in Words of Radiance in which Kaladin joins the duel in the arena. The background in the panels is painetd very patchily implying the seats of the arena with half roofs offering shadow from the sun above. The first row has two panels, on the left we see an agitaed Dalinar, in his blue uniform with gold and white trimmings, as he leans forward, hands on the wall of the dueling pit in front of him, calling out "What happened to us?", "Where is our honor?". A smaller speechbubble to the side contains the words "Honor is dead". The panel to the right depicts Dalinar looking to the side to see who gave that cynical commentary. Kaladin stands there not far behind him, also in captain's uniform holding his spear and looking very grim. The next row has two smaller and on medium sized panel, they all show Kaladin from the side in profile – as Dalinar would see him. He inhales like he is fortifying himself for what comes next. On the exhale he looks down into the arena with mix of resignation and determination and utters the words "But I'll see what I can do." The speechbubble for it is already in the next panel, in which Kaladin is gazing towards us with a mournful expression as he says "If this goes poorly, take care of my men."

The third and fourth row are both each one long horizontal panel. The third row shows Kaladin as he vaults himself over the wall in the foreground. Dalinar stares at him seeming very shocked. The panel in the last row is a top down view into the arena. Kaladin stands in front of six people, four of them Shardbearers in full plate all now turning towards him. On the far left is Relis in his black plate holding a big shardblade. Adolin kneels next to him in the sand of the arena holding his broken shoulder. To his right stand Elis with a shardhammer in a grey plate, then Adrobar in a orange one with a blade. Further to the right is Jakamav in his green plate and the king's blade, Renarin standing blade- and plateless next to him.

[beelzeebub]

moon studies 🌙

[despazito]

Nosy ass plant

[teethsmoothie]

[thanks-for-the-crabapples]

You're a young solicitor's clerk. No wait. You are a solicitor. And you're on your first big trip. Things are going well enough, though the strangers you meet are acting strangely. Your journey is beautiful and leads you to a vast castle. Your host is kind, yet odd. He is pale and ice cold, and you never see him eat. You realize he's deceiving you. He has no servants, only himself. He is your coachman, your maid, your chef. He is your captor. All the doors you try are locked. There is no where to escape. You are a rat in a trap. Your captor commands wolves, grips with ungodly strength, is attracted to your blood, and has no reflection. You fear you are the only living soul in this place. A blessed stranger gave you her crucifix. You are filled with strength when you touch it. It and your wit are your only chance at survival. Your only chance at returning home to her, your Mina.

You are six days into this yet unknown six month hell. And your name is Jonathan Harker.

[zegalba]

Solar eclipses seen from space

[theybuildbuildings]

[lhoandbehold]

First proper looktest of the "Locked Tomb but make it Castlevania" project is completed! Gideon just isn't having it

[fairycosmos]

wish i was a little animal crossing creature wondering around a peaceful town at sunset

[jynjackets]

You are equally the hungriest, filthiest, most exhausted you’ve ever been in your life. You come home where your favorite meal, the bathroom, and your bed are all ready. The exact order you proceed is:

sleep, eat, shower

sleep, shower, eat

shower, eat, sleep

shower, sleep, eat

eat, sleep, shower

eat, shower, sleep

Voting ended onOct 7, 2023

[a-sadnoodle]

I cannot express how much I adore dappled shadows formed by sunlight in paintings and photography and in real life

[great-and-small]

I also adore how this pattern has manifested itself in the form of camouflage for some species

The echo of those same dappled shadows that we paint in our art is genetically coded into a baby’s fur in order to keep her safe. A beautiful thing.

(Photos by Joel Sartore)

[merrigel]

Harrow the Ninth | Harrow the First | Nona the Ninth

[norapotwora]

A commission I had pleasure to create for Emily of her amazing Cricket!

[may12324]

Nona the Ninth

[happyheidi]

𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑑

By Bao Tran Trung

[sweatermuppet]

being in yr 20s is abt experiencing the worst thing you can imagine & then having to go to the grocery store

[sweatermuppet]

[sobs until im physically ill] [buys greek yogurt] [repeat]