#memories woven

[pebblegalaxy]

A Symphony of Life's Simple Pleasures: Moments Woven Together

A Cadralor I. carefully, meticulously, he sands the edges down until each peg glides smoothly into place, then cringes upon noticing he got all the colors mixed up. II. excited, her friends follow her new cake recipe step by step, baking identical desserts for their kids’ birthdays, regardless of their children’s preferences. III. Search Engine […] Increasingly, or: Apocalypse now Moments Woven…

[tiredgeekgirl]

fellas it has been three months since the beach episode and thinking about neil and eva in any capacity still makes me ILL

[king-odysseus-of-ithaca]

(obligatory "keep reading" section because this accidentally turned into a long post whoops)

I'm always so anxious about interacting with other EPIC/EPIC-adjacent kins, because I feel like I might end up overstepping and making things awkward. Especially with a Penelope or Telemachus. There’s always that fear of rejection, even when every part of me wants to reach out and talk to them, even when I miss them like nothing else.

It’s kind of funny—or, well, not really—but I felt a similar way those first few months (first year? More than that? Less? I don’t know, time is strange) back home after 20 years apart. Many people like to think that everything mostly went back to normal, or if not normal then calm and warm and soft and peaceful. And, well, it was, in a way. There were times when it was.

But it also wasn’t that simple. I was gone for 20 years. Penelope and I had been apart for 20 years, and Telemachus and I had never gotten the chance to know each other during those 20 years. I had to relearn everything—we all did, since a lot of things changed since I was gone and a lot more changed when I came back. I had to relearn who Penelope was, because she had changed too, and I had to learn who my son was, which—while awkward and tense at times—was the greatest joy I had ever experienced. It was a good thing, learning and relearning about the people I love most, but it was also difficult because, well, 20 years. 20 years of being apart and going through our own traumas. 20 years, and now suddenly reunited and whole, except the pieces didn't quite fit together neatly just yet, because healing is a difficult thing.

I remember that interactions with my son were often strained, because I was essentially a stranger to him. A dangerous stranger, with too much blood on his hands and too many sharp edges, angry and unstable and tired of being so. Meanwhile, Telemachus had just been freed from a bunch of vile men taking over his home and plotting harm against both him and his mother, after which I was suddenly in the picture again. So I do not blame him for being wary, even if it hurt and I felt terrible about it. Even I was wary of myself, even after Telemachus warmed up to me, even after he eventually told me he trusted me (which I then cried about).

It was a slow and bumpy process, coming back together and loving each other and being with each other, all three of us, but it was worth it. Everything would always be worth it, if it meant getting to be with my family and being whole again.

Those first few months(?) after I came back home were similar to what I feel now. Not quite the same, but similar enough. Because... that life? That life was forcefully pushed to the past and I am separated from my family once more, and again it has been so long. With all those years apart again plus an entire lifetime this time, not to mention I don't even know if they're my canonmates, trying to interact with these Penelope and Telemachus kins has me flailing on what to say and how to act. And gods, every time I do interact with them—canonmate or not, because they're still my sourcemates and my family, even if they might not be my version of them—it leaves me feeling both giddy and yearning. I miss them. I want to talk to them. But I don't know how, and I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable, so I end up lurking most of the time and staring longingly from afar.

(...This was not meant to be a vent. And it was supposed to be short. What the fuck even happened here.)

[weaversthread]

The Twins

[faerie-fang]

{ If you travel deep enough into the Forest of Secrets, you may learn where it gets its name.

Deep at its center lays a grove, a pocket of trees guarded by a flock of crows; crows that seem too wise, too cunning, too knowing to be ordinary birds. And odder still, you may find a boy, in weathered leather and a cloak of crow feathers, looking at home in the tree he rests in, a tree shaped as if it were made to cradle him — as if the boy himself was a secret made for her to keep. The shadows here do not follow the light, but seem to listen to the child, and the crows treat him like their own. But for all your fascination, some magical force prevents you from getting any closer. And if you manage to find your way back out of the forest, you will find that for as sharp as the memory rests in your mind, something prevents you from sharing what you saw with anyone else. The story sits at the tip of your tongue, where it will remain unspoken. And you understand now why they call it the Forest of Secrets, for now you have one of your own — of the boy protected by Shadow Secret and Crow. }

Jean-Paul Darkfeather!!!! *guitar riff* my most beloved oc who i can and have talked about for hours but have barely shared on the interwebs <3 feels vulnerable when the character and story is a piece of your soul!

[ruvviks]

my favorite parts of draft zero of the diner thus far

[beauzos]

also to keep harping on a threequel that if written won't be written for multiple years most likely, i like the concept of the Ava Augustus threequel because the narrative emptiness is rly fun to parallel with how empty Ava is as a person. basically all of the major characters from 1 and 2 are dead, except for a handful like Liz, Luis, and Casey, and there's nothing rly left of what was the first two. there's a time distance as well, the first two occurring back-to-back in 1884 and 1885, then 3 most likely taking place in 1895, well after the events of the first two. there's an emptiness and a disconnect and it works thematically is all.

[super-oddity]

!! please only vote if you’ve read both !! i’m just so curious

[landfilloftrash]

“I… I could’ve sworn.. hm. I guess not. Nevermind, Captain. It’s nothing...”

oh q who ! anyways I had . A thought.

this thought is specifically thanks to @porgthespacepenguin​ and @celestialholz​ ‘s theories living rent free since s2 came OUT and now s3 having no mention of local entity even in passing (so far. but i have little hope /lh)

(hissing)

[eddsworldstuck]

i am once again jumping around in writing and wrote part of a chapter in act 3 while writing more of A1C1

and i am not okay

it was very cathartic tho

...i wrote it at 2 in the morning

on my phone

...do i need to mention again that this AU was revived to be a representation of my grief and help me process it, after playing both persona 3 portable and reload made me think about its core theme quite a bit?

anyway have this doodle from last month from my doodle psd cause it's cute and to offset the sadness (guidesprite duo cause they both merged with their guidesprite when ascending)

also the height difference is pretty accurate (heightcomparison.com)

[figgyblossom]

When u make a really plan for the next couple days before bed and go to sleep feeling accomplished and like maybe you're capable enough to get through the next few days in a relatively "successful" way and then your eyes open the next morning and it's like the breaking of the damn at isengard and a river of emotions and thoughts that you do Not have neither the time nor space to fight thru crash into your brain and once you finally get through the initial deluge and pull yourself from bed determined to regroup so your whole day is not lost or weighed down by the weigh of it all you make yourself a cup of coffee and go to sit in the fresh air of the outside to consume it and spill the entire mug on the ground because sometimes your wrist and fingers Just Don't Work

[sendmyresignation]

been reading about life sentences and prison abolition a lot lately (mostly visa-vi children who become lifers and the laws which allow children to be tried as adults) and its crazy how "tough on crime" politicians can't use the superpredator rhetoic anymore so they'll take One Guy and turn that person into a boogeyman which makes it impossible to enact meaningful change like. the way oregon used to have some of the most strict mandatory minimums for juvi offenders as young as 15 (which goes hand in hand with the history of oregon/northwestern exclusion of black residents and the intrinsic antiblackness in the area) and reforming this took literal decades bc politicians could fear monger about the thurston high school shooter getting out of prison (after passing a bill that prevented sentencing minors to life without parole they added an addendum which excluded anyone sentenced before 2019- trapping hundreds of others into an endless sentence just for this one imfamous prisoner) like you have to destroy the notion that One Singular Person is Evil Enough to require the human rights abuses which allow 15 year olds to basically be thrown away forever like sorry if that is the case it doesn't work!!!!

[godwokeuponthewrongside]

Sometimes I think music is the closest thing we will get to a Time Machine.

[milfygerard]

I suddenly need to read more song analysis like that invisible string one. Can whoever is good at this kind of thing analyze each song for me? Could Taylor make a finsta like tumbler account and do some song analysis with us?

taylor please answer my emails you are so needed

[nishicchikouchi]

LITC is ending in 6 chapters. I HAVE NOT read anything about it, but my fyp is really full of litc content XD so I know that Cirrus is leaving for America. Im gonna wait til this finishes before I read so atleast I know the ending and what I would expect.