magic cabin

I think I could watch dust forever.

so I stayed at this cabin earlier this summer. one day I woke up at 5a.m. and saw the incredible light coming through the front door. I couldn’t just let it go and fall asleep again. I set my camera up, shook some old pillows and caught this beautiful second before the wind blew all of this out

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Daughter of Hecate stimboard; purple and gold with no fidget spinners or floam slime for @twodemigodtraveleroflorien

1-3. @wartortlestims, @stimmystuffs, @sensorykitty

4-6. @sensorys, @blood-insanity, @flowers-for-algernon

7-9. @glitteringstardust, @vincent-stims, @painsomniac

If you had told me a year ago that I would be obsessed with two high fantasy series and having actual conversations with people about paint sex and edgey bat lords and wingspans and the eroticism of nibbling earlobes and getting someone off by touching their wings and a magical domestic cabin and iron coffins

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I wouldn’t have been THAT surprised because I know the kind of person I am

But it would have been a little shocking

[Annabeth enters Cabin 6 to find her siblings and Billie Ng in the midst of an intense debate. It appears to be Malcolm versus everyone else.]

Annabeth(Wondering if she should intervene): Everything okay?

Billie(Incredulously): Your brother thinks he should be able to harness the universe.

Malcolm(Throwing up his hands in exasperation): For the last time, when I said harness I didn’t mean harness! I meant- well, I just meant that- UGH, I can’t think of the right words right now! I just think the world ought to be more organized!

[There is a pause as Billie and the Athena kids look first at each, then out the window, where Kayla Knowles, having apparently stolen someone’s pegasus, is shooting arrows at Julia Feingold from midair.]

Annabeth(Gently): Malcolm, that’s just fantasy.

Malcolm(Massaging his temples with a sigh): I know. That’s the trouble. It’s all well and good to talk about how the universe is ruled by logic and the harmony of numbers, but the fact is we live in a year long summer camp run by a guy who’s half man, half horse and the gods have a habit of going around to atheists’ houses and smashing their windows.