The Lip Of The Stage. Arms Around Each Other. Defiant, Scared. Whispering Last Words To One Another.

Coriolanus Snow, age 18: Mockingjays are unnatural, and they creep me out. We should kill them all.

Coriolanus Snow, age 83: I fucking knew it

i missed MMs 3 year anniversary...........

here's the spontaneous illustration i did in a couple of sittings cause i wanted to paint a spooky thing with a background lol

A night in Kelsingra

🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story

My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.

I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.

My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.

I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.

This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.

If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.

Chuffed

Help Nadin Keep Her Life Stitched Together

My name is Nadin I’m a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza who are trying to hold on — to hope, to our families, to any piece

I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.

Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.

let's goooo

The Prince of Fortune

a little muad'dib and Shai-Hulud drawing

you're alive

full illustration on my patreon!

just finished god emperor of dune and I need to know what the fuck Leto meant when he said Moneo and Malky had a pass together

As someone who is both dyslexic and adhd, i am SO HERE for the dyslexic adhd glinda headcanons! Like yes hello?? Gimme!

Like, Imagine Glinda, whos parents are in denial and say she just needs to *try harder*, struggling to keep up with classwork, and all her essays are full of incorrect spelling, and Elphaba, who realises this and begins to read aloud just so Glinda can follow along and keep up with schoolwork.

Glinda, who, as many others have headcanoned, only just passing, but shes FUCKING BRILLIANT at things like potions that are hands on/practical.

Glinda, who CANNOT seem to just sit still and in silence. Its quiet in their dorm? No, Glinda is singing or humming. She changes how shes sitting 500 times a minute, taps her nails against the desk, doodles or draws when trying to read. Like gimme gimme adhd dyslexic glinda.

I just- am so here for it, as someone who loves that headcanon i will be using that in the future. Thankyall to the peeps whove been using said headcanon in their fics, i fuckin LOVE it

That is all XD thankyou lol