#Nightmare webweave

[bellshazes]

A MOODBOARD FOR THE PURPOSE OF ILLUSTRATING THE SNOWFORT FROM LAST LIFE IMAGINED AS IF WERE FROM THE TERRIBLE REAL ESTATE POCKET DIMENSION, WHICH IS A UNIVERSE WHERE TERRIBLEREALESTATEAGENTPHOTOS ARE LITERALLY REAL, AS EVERYONE KNOWS. THANKS

[webweabings]

MY SLEEPS ARE CURSED WITH NIGHTMARES

“Beautiful Redemption” (Caster Chronicles series), by Kami García and Margaret Stogl; // “Scrape” (Reveler series), by Erin Kellison; // “House of Leaves”, by Mark Z. Danielewski; // Stephen King; // “The Song of Achilles”, by Madaline Miller; // “Dead Toad Scrolls”, by Kilroy J. Oldster; // “Mockingjay” (The Hunger Games series), by Suzanne Collins; // “Watching you Without Me”, by Lynn Coady; // “Jack, Lucid Dreamer”, by David J. Naiman; // Nanette L. Avery; // Kimberly Brockman; // Anthony T. Hincks

[aq2003]

martha jones is kind of like if horatio and ophelia were one person tbh

this post by darkcomedies

s03e08 human nature // hamlet (2009), act 3 scene 2 // hamlet to horatio, act 3 scene 2 // martha about ten, s03e09 the family of blood // s03e03 gridlock // hamlet (2009), act 5 scene 1 // canary in a coal mine by the crane wives

s03e02 the shakespeare code // hamlet (2009), act 3 scene 1 // ophelia about hamlet, act 2 scene 1 // s03e07 42 // hamlet (2009), act 3 scene 2 // s03e05 evolution of the daleks // hoping on another life by madds buckley

hamlet's letter to ophelia, act 2 scene 2 // s03e13 last of the time lords // hamlet (2009), act 5 scene 2 // the shooting script for s03e07 42 // the tags on darkcomedies' post

[llovelymoonn]

Heyyyy hope you're doing wonderful, can I ask you for a web weaving about a daughter growing up to be more like her father?! I'm curious to see what you going to feed me, have a beautiful day.

joan didion blue nights (via @metamorphesque) \\ ari banias anybody: poems: "who you're about to be" \\ frederic belaubre chimeras 19-5 \\ -- \\ starry eyes (2014) dir. kevin kölsch & dennis widmyer \\ valérie bah the rage letters (tr. kama la mackerel) \\ @gorgynei

kofi

[felixravinstills]

actually the more I think abt felix the more amused / compelled I get bc ur right. he should be coriolanus. he should be the third piece in gaul’s game but he ISNT. that’s wild.

somehow, felix managed to fuck up being a nepo baby lol. he should have been born into a weird fucked up game where gaul molds him to replace max but nooo. max loves him too much which of course means that he neglects felix for his entire childhood.

It's actually a big part of the subconsciously jealous of each other dynamic that I've completely made up in my head for them that felix and coriolanus both think that they should have been each other. coriolanus growing up believing he should be president and envying that felix doesn't have to work for proximity to that power. felix envying the regard that coriolanus would get from max through proximity to volumnia...

[normal-nightmare]

What i wouldn't do to make a jaydick webweave except I have absolutely no idea where to start with one LOL

[tankgotstuckinthecircusgate]

my roman empire is one rus fic where lauretta portrayed as completely naive, superficial and openly stupid "just-a-mob-wife" and carlo dgaf bout her in the slightest

[salemoleander]

lost in the dark (Hunger AU) webweave

Created as a tribute to the absolutely incredible fic @definitelynotshouting is writing, up to the current plot beat!

// Sources under readmore //

What is a webweave? Previous art: Third Life | Void Falling | Attempt 33 | Martyn | Limited Life | Nightingale Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | singing songs to the secrets behind my eye | A Hundred Things We Had Not Dreamed Of | solving counting sheep

Pt. 1: Flutter / Valerie Hammond ◆ Sanssouci Palace + The Black Ice Cream Song edit / @mountainqoats ◆ Excerpt from The Average Fourth Grader is a Better Poet Than You (And Me Too) / Hannah Gamble via @blackberryjambaby ◆ of course i bite textpost / @valtsv ◆ Lie Down / Ellen Jenkins ◆ 27 / Daniil Kharms trans. Matvei Yankelevich ◆ Embrace my Soul / Sergio Borga ◆ Color Changing Magic Potion / DirksenCraft ◆ Fragile Bird / @cocoabats ◆ Holding Onto Black Metal / Debra Baxter ◆ Excerpt from III. The Child / Quinn Newell via @voicedwords ◆ Crawler Pot / Rose Schmits ◆ Metamorph / Gunnel Watkins ◆ Untitled eye / Henrik Aa Uldalen ◆ tumblr guide for chad twitter users (real) / @arahir ◆ the best way to solve problems tweet / @wolfpupy

Pt. 2: Reoccurring Nightmare comic / @deep-dark-fears ◆ Knotted Serpentine / Hannah Russell ◆ Garden + Blues in Dallas edit / @mountainqoats ◆ The Watching Moth / Cady Shaye Poorman ◆ NOCTURNAL Series 11 of 20 / Santiago Caruso ◆ Watching Moth / Cady Shaye Poorman ◆ Afterglow / Pei Wang ◆ Sun in an Empty Room + The Young Thousands edit / @mountainqoats ◆ Study for "Mathematics," "The Sciences" / Kenyon Cox ◆ Hard to Swallow / Debra Baxter ◆ Molly Brodak / Molly Brodak via @kafk-a ◆ 02112022, S.T. / @ryebreadgf ◆ Woman with Red Hood / Alice Pike Barney ◆ Come On, Motherfucker, You Survived! / @selfhealingmoments ◆ Excerpt from The Blind Assassin / Margaret Atwood via @flowerytale ◆ Heirloom II / Cindy Rizza

Pt. 3: Excerpt from The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock / T.S. Eliot ◆ i love you. i can't tell you / @/tturing (OP altered, original contents linked) ◆ Hope is the Thing - Sunset Flight / Erica Wagner ◆ Poppies + Nova Scotia edit / @mountainqoats ◆ Untitled (open/end) / Debra Baxter ◆ Excerpt from Alive at the End of the World / Saeed Jones via @geryone ◆ Weeping (Lamentacia) / Dezider Toth via @amare-habeo ◆ NOCTURNAL Series 7 of 20 / Santiago Caruso ◆ Fridge Funerary Epitaph / @catilinas ◆ Untitled (Trail of eyes) / @julialepetit ◆ Stained Glass Hellebore, California Poppy, + Poppy / Jessica Saunders ◆ 世界の声が聞こえるとき (When the voice of the world is heard) / Tomohiro Inaba ◆ Still from Don't make me do this again gif / @cibastion ◆ Excerpt from So I Locked Myself Inside a Star for Twenty Years / Jeremy Radin ◆ Excerpt from Invisible Monsters / Chuck Palahniuk via @quotespile ◆ Potion Bottles / Edited from Panel 1 Source

[neurovamp]

Webweave Confessions

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"For some reason, I'm attracted to you."

Gale blinks.

"Well, that phrasing makes it seem like less of a compliment than it should be."

"I don't know how else to phrase it. I don't know why I'm attracted to you, I just am. It makes no sense to me that I am, to be honest with you, wizard."

Gale cannot believe his ears at this point. Minthara is standing before him, stock sure as usual, and plainly stating her confusing attraction to him. It feels like a dream and also a nightmare.

"Well.. um, I suppose you'll be pleased to know the feeling is mutual?" Gale replies meekly, shrugging his shoulders. He is sure that his cheeks are an embarrassingly dark shade of red.

Minthara nods curtly, though he thinks he can see a smile of sorts tugging at her lips.

"Good, very good. So what do you propose we do about this?" Minthara places her hands on her hips, her expression the same as it is when the party discusses battle plans. It makes Gale excited and uneasy all at once. He's feeling many conflicting things at this moment, but that's just the effect Minthara has most of the time anyway.

"Well, what do you mean? If you would like something to be done, we can certainly do that, but just because two people are attracted to each other doesn't mean anything necessarily has to happen." Gale explains, talking animatedly with his hands, a nervous habit he has.

Minthara hums once again, this time it's the hum that she does when she's in thought.

"I would like something to be done about it, as it is very frustrating to me to.. keep these desires inside myself, so to speak."

Gale has never known Minthara to be this candid with her feelings. She always makes her opinions heard, oftentimes loudly so, but she isn't generally inclined to share the ins and outs of her emotions. It leaves Gale slightly dumbstruck. If he wasn't so distracted by that thought, maybe he would have noticed the rising flush to Minthara's cheeks.

"Ah, yes, very well. I suppose I should ask, are your feelings towards me..." Gale clears his throat. "purely physical, or emotional as well?" Gale finds himself hoping that her answer is the latter.

Minthara takes more time to think on this one, she shifts back and forth on her feet and chews on her lower lip, as though she's thinking quite hard about the nature of her attraction to Gale. If he wasn't so invested in the outcome, he might have been amused.

Minthara sighs.

"My feelings... are not purely lust." Minthara sounds as though she loathes to admit this, she won't even look Gale in the eyes as she says it. Gale finds her embarrassment devastatingly endearing.

Gale breaks out into a goofy grin, practically bouncing on the balls of his feet as he composes himself to reply as normally as possible.

"Great! I mean, uhm," Gale aggressively clears his throat. "Very well. My feelings are the same." Gale does his best to stifle his incessant smile, he's afraid he might scare Minthara off at this point.

Much to his surprise, Minthara grants him a smile of her own, it is much less enthusiastic than Gale's, but her smile is warm and honest. It fills Gale's stomach with butterflies.

[revacholianpizzaagenda]

Hot entropolic summer masterlist

Closing ceremonies! Only a month late! Will the wonders ever cease.

Anyway! This one-off event for PJÕL's big day was a smashing success - I was crossing my fingers for ten works tops and we got thrice as many, and with so much creativity?? Thank you so much for your enthusiasm and for all the beautiful works posted! I hope we all had fun. And if anyone's still working on something, just whistle to be added!

So, without further ado:

@ambrosiussaintmiro (your excellency...!): happy 10 years (art, collage, Zigi, Khan, Tereesz, Jesper, ibex)

@brennisteinnexe: FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD THAT HE KILLED IT AND THEN KILLED HIMSELF (webweave, the end of the world)

@citronellals: easy there, tiger / it's a meat grinder (art, Tereesz, Vidkun)

@hopelessandcalmless: Turquoise, violet and orange (friendship bracelet, Iilmaraan flag)

@ignitingthesky: Ann-Margret Lund also sits there somewhere in her kitchen, in the middle of the pale; (art, Ann-Margret)

@kaktoherovato: Please, tell me who you are... (art, Khan)

@kala-mies: In honor of today, here's the trio! (art, Khan, Tereesz, Jesper)

@kala-mies: It was a popular vacation area just outside of Vaasa that swallowed the four Lund girls. (art, Lund girls)

@kitkat-cafe: Jesper's cube-ish tea set (art, Jesper's designs)

@muitosmezaninos: Decided to use drugs and remember things yesterday / Tonight I had a nightmare and I woke up but I did not cry (art, Khan, Målin)

@myfriendfaust: I’m making you into a cretin, ya feelin’ it?? (art, Tereesz)

@parasolemn: ADD NUKE TO REVACHOL (art, Harry, Sunday Friend, Ambrosius, Khan, Jesper, Tereesz)

@parasolemn: the Lund girls in the pale (art, Lund sisters)

@permablu3: personal take on portraits (art, Khan, Tereesz, Jesper, Linoleum Salesman, Målin, Ulv)

@revacholianpizzaagenda: Aspects of the void. To a crumbling future. (art, Khan, Tereesz, Jesper, Lund sisters)

@revacholianpizzaagenda: Esteemed entroponauts & plot derailers extraordinaire (art, Zigi, Nilsen)

@revacholianpizzaagenda: The only revolution they have left is that the world keeps turning (fic, Nilsen, Rodionov)

@revacholianpizzaagenda: fellas is it bisexual to- (shitpost, Rodionov, Voronikin)

@ritual---impulse: the pale as Michael Biberstein's works (webweave, the pale)

@ritual---impulse: book fanmix (fanmix, PJÕL)

@runfreebirdrun: what if i was a decaying rock star and you were the memories made cytoplasm of a communist revolutionary and... (art, Zigi, Nilsen)

@smellslikegeraniums: "The Farewell Song", sung by Andrei Mironov (song link, PJÕL vibes)

@smellslikegeraniums: Khan’s popular-science dream (art, Khan and the ancient satellites)

@tereesz-machejek: Discord emojis (emojis, assorted items and symbols)

@theinklingofcats: Station Annihilation (fic, Harry)

@turianhumanclient: Revachol '74 (art, the bomb)

@yarrowdraws: “They are no longer there. But I still see them.” (art, Målin)

@yarrowdraws: I held Graad gently, like an architect holds districts of panel-houses… (art, Nilsen-related symbolism)

@yescking: nihilism and absolute innocence (art, Ambrosius, Lund sisters)

@yescking: down under the water im pale blue (art, Khan, Tereesz, Jesper)

[bellshazes]

that time of yesr again thats right it's nightmare webweave distant stations edition if it were the worst sigbovik proposal of all time ever.

[defenestratte]

Was listening to the everything everything discography on shuffle (i have spotify poor only ok sorry) and Bad Friday came on right after Violent Sun and it felt like a revelation??? Because ok. Re-Animator ends with Violent Sun, and then Bad Friday is the first new music we hear from EE after that, and I wonder what story that tells??? I feel like a lot of people were drawing parallels on fb when this happened also...

Thematically both songs are similar - something about a relationship taking you out of reality, and while on one hand, violent sun feels a whole lot more positive than bad friday - "and she's saying you don't have to be a lunatic or an error or a prisoner of your terror" - there's violent imagery in both of them.

VS: obviously the violent sun, the violent arms, "the flesh in the machinery jams" - a fairly visceral image (but also i wonder if u could ponder cough cough's cog next to a cog next to a pit???? Someone should do webweaving for machinery imagery), "they come to take away the rest of our hands" - removing part of your body is quite violent? But also maybe the removal of agency....

In BF, the violence feels less abstract and more ominous... "looking for me"/"coming for me"/"hunting me down" vs "running for my life"... and "bust me out of my head" both as a literal statement of a wound but also the sense of becoming unconscious or unknowing - you're no longer you when you don't know what you're doing... and of course the "blood all over me!"

And theres this concept of not being able to put your finger on it -some vagueness in VS's explicit statement of "and you realise you don't know how long", and the almost slurring imagery in listed items: "dreams and the colour and the moment" "and the tears and the venom and the plasma". In BF, there's the repetition of "I could not remember in the morning" "I'm wondering" "I can't remember", "You must have" (where it's more of a guess than a statement), the lack of surety of whether it was a Friday or a Saturday night and the fact that the speaker keeps asking questions...

Also the key-est parallel in 'you know this will be gone in the morning' vs 'i could not remember in the morning'?? One feels like youre still in a dream and havent realised whether its bad or good yet (the fact that at the end of the day despite the tender imagery of her taking [you] into her arms, they're still 'violent'), and the other really feels like youre waking up from a (potentially lived) nightmare...

I guess these songs are so interesting to look at in parallel because they have pretty similar imagery but are executed in such different ways - i think the sonic choices have a lot to do with it but i do not have the expertise in analysing music to bring that into the argument. (Somehow they're sister songs to me - there's something about the driving rhythms and the feeling that you're running (toward? Away??) from something) and also the fact that theyre on the poppier side of ee's discography???)

Violent Sun closes off an album that deals with feeling in a more abstract sense with so much monster imagery - making it feel a whole lot more fantastical. Bad Friday, while not the album opener, does bring us into the world of Raw Data Feel - one where personal/interpersonal relationships are dealt with more directly (see the Kevin/Jennifer/Raymond narrative situation) and also life in the digital age (think about how the only way the speaker in BF has proof is the photos theyve got on their smartphone? Though it's not the most obvious theme in the song) which kind of brings us back down to earth... (and away from the sun???)

[vyrion]

I DIDNT EVEN TAG WEBWEAVES ON MY ARCHIVED???? NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE

[astraldreams-ids]

id: webweaving comprised of written text and dungeon meshi panels.

1) "Q: Have you ever gotten everything you ever wanted? A: No. but I once got very close. Q: What happened? A: I don't know. Everything disappears. Even dreams. I suppose I just flew too close to the sun." 2) Marcille, crying, looking at the Winged Lion's book in her hand. 3) Marcille, with open hair and a shocked expression, sitting on the Winged Lion's hand, as it talked to her with a serene expression. 4) "Very early in my life it was too late." 5) Marcille and her mother, both wearing funeral attire. Marcille is crying as her mother places a hand upon her shoulder and tells her: "You run at a different pace than everyone else. From now on, you'll have to watch as others pass before you." 6) "Because you are no longer an angel but a person all alone on two tired feet upon this earth that turns, that wakes terribly young every morning." 7) Marcille, with her hair undone and a frightened/sad expression. She is bundled up in a shawl/poncho, and ascending dark stairs. 8) The stairs are now crumbling beneath Marcille's feet as she is running and reaching out towards a closed wooden door at the top of them. 9) "[…] she left this one. (highlighted) I invented a world because death is unknowable and someone I loved was about to live there. (end highlight)" 10) Marcille, in her nightmare as a child, sobbing, yells: "Everyone gave up on running together with me and got swallowed up by it! Papa! Pipi! And Farlyn, too! Everybody!! That's why i studied magic so hard…" 11) "Desire is no light thing." 12) Marcille, with tears in her eyes, yet determined: "I want to eliminate the differences in lifespans across all the races." 13) Closeups on the Winged Lion and Marcille, continuing from previous panel. Lion: "'All the people in the world', you say… Indeed, that isn't the kind of wish that could be fulfilled with a mere half-hearted desire. However, you came to this dungeon filled with the resolution to see it through, correct?" Marcille, still crying, resolutely: "Of course!" 14) "You're addicted to loneliness and desperation. It's the strongest emotion you've ever known, so your subconscious tell you that it's your destiny." 15) Thistle, mocking Marcille in his house: "Half-breeds cannot live their lives in the same flow of time as any other race! A hundred years from now, nobody will be there to sit around a table and share a meal with you! Does that make you terrified? Is that why you desire the dungeon's power? So you can change your fate?" Marcille looks shocked, unsure, then replies: "No, you're wr-…!! That's not…!!" 16) "Still, there is this terrible desire to be loved. Still, there is this horror at being left behind." 17) Marcille, surrounded by the party's corpses. She's leaning against Laios', as if in a hug. "Did you even stop to think about what it would be like for me to be surrounded by everyone's dead bodies…?" 18) "We want to hear someone say, 'I give you my heart,' meaning, 'summer and winter,' meaning, 'all my time in this world,'" 19) Marcille, in her dungeon lord outfit, looking up at Laios: "I just want to live out my life with all of you at my side. In order to do that, is it so wrong for me to wish to keep death at bay?" 20) "Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story." end id.

Doomed from the beginning

Unknown / Marguerite Duras / Blanca Varela / Ramona Ausubel / Anne Carson / Heather Havrilesky / Michael Cunningham / Lisel Mueller / Richard Siken x Dungeon Meshi by Ryoko Kui

[sleepwalker1]

☁️ intro ☁️

hello. i'm dream.

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i like poetry and books and webweaving, and i have an interest in dreams/nightmares and human psychology. i love nature and animals.

enjoy your time here. be sleepy.

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[mirroredroads]

Nightmares and Who they Bring Back to Life

Chiharu Shiota, During Sleep (2005) Installation at Museum Moderner Kunst Karnten, Klagenfurt, Austria via. / Mary Oliver, from "Members of the Tribe", Dream Work / Nereida Patricia, My Dreams Taught Me, 2021 / @sickteeth-archive / Christina Bothwell, While You Are Sleeping / Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi) / in my sleep (graphite on paper)