Space Sidhe

ElfGrove: (she/her) Cosplayer, Plush Maker, Feminist, Polytheist, Panromantic Ace, Speedster Fan, General Purpose Animation and Mythology Geek, GLTAS Fantern Mama Bear Most folk around here just call me Elf or Elfie.

[stivkagall]

Caleb and Essek The Mighty Nein

[zmeess]

stay at home date

[raggedyandroid]

"Let's just say it's Xhorhasian good looks."

[ All done, at last! Please enjoy the crops to see the details in Caleb's cottage and Essek's adornments. ]

[thechekhov]

Eadwulf’s life is a series of hilarious mistakes.

Confused? Here’s the first comic.

[thechekhov]

It’s a peaceful day at the Soltryce Academy, and you and your polycule are way ahead on your homework assignments… 

Look, I know Caleb Widogast origins was dark and traumatic, but I also need lots of shenanigans between these three because I feel we are missing out on a lot of in-between silly things 3 teens can get up to to pass the time. 

[jabberding0]

Wei Weaving is a Chinese artist

[nepharim-tree]

[nymphoutofwater]

fuuuuck that is my circus. are those…? yep… those are my monkeys….. goddammit.

[ladiesofcinema]

Jurassic Park (1993) 🎬 Steven Spielberg

[kaldurcalms]

I love every fucking part of this.

[lyraeon]

If you were ever taught not to bother anyone unless it's really, really important, you might now struggle with the idea that no really, your friends would love to hear from you just because and not only when one of you is in crisis

[animentality]

[coldgoldlazarus]

[thestuffedalligator]

There’s a certain folkloric idea that if you die at sea, your soul is sort of. Inextricably stuck in the sea. Because your body is irretrievable, your soul is also irretrievable, down out of the reach of the gods who look at the surface of the world. In Norse mythology, they said that the souls of sailors who died at sea are caught in the sea-goddess Rán’s net and dragged into her domain, a distinct and separate afterlife alongside Hel and Valhalla. Davy Jones Locker. The funayūrei. A lot of cultures agree that once the sea has a hold on you, even when your body has rotted and dwindled and been made food for crabs, it still won’t let you go.

Do you think we’re going to wind up saying the same thing about astronauts.

[ghostboyravenight-deactivated20]

I’m just saying if Daniel Radcliffe, the literal protagonist of the Harry Potter franchise since the age of ten years old, was able to disavow JK Rowling and move on from the HP universe then actually what the fuck is anyone else’s excuse. There is no one else on the planet who can say their entire childhood was HP more than that guy and he still cared about trans people more than the average tumblr user who says “we’re protesting by making all her characters queer and trans!!” like you can do better. You should do better.

[beardedmrbean]

Scientists invented a fake disease. AI told people it was real: Nature.com

I'm a bit frightened for the time when someone less ethical than the person that did this decides to repeat the experiment but leave out the part where they come in later and announce that it was fake and people wind up diagnosed with the fake condition and all kinds of wacky hi jinks ensues.

[fostertheory]

"The people making these deployment decisions seem to believe the pipeline from research to AI to patient is more supervised than it actually is."

Or, “It is difficult to get a man to understand something, when his salary depends upon his not understanding it.” (Upton Sinclair)

In this case, there's money to be made, so such details are glossed over.

[somestreptomyces]

Read on AO3: The Inherent Grief of Coming Home

It was early enough that he was certain most people would actually consider it quite late, but restless dreams had driven Caduceus from his bed and out into the waning moon light after only a few scant hours.

Sleep had been elusive since his homecoming, often the first awake and the last to bed, his fitful rest was haunted by dreams of screams and flesh and furtive voices whispering thank you thank you thank you…

He dreamt of his friends falling, their bodies flayed and knit together again over and over under his hands.

He dreamt of fire. Of trees that screamed and hungered.

So he tried to find his solace where he could, in the garden, in the pre-dawn hours of birdsong and watery light.

Keep reading

[danikatze]

ID in alt text

Heyy I'm back🌹🌸🌻🌼

[elfgrove]

We'll see how fast a I regret relogging that old queer swords post as folk get pedantic about not not personally liking my sword choices. I THINK THEY"RE ALL BEAUTIFUL SWORDS. The only one I assigned a shitty sword to was the "straight" pride flag.