#there was an attempt an weaving too

[dopeluminarytrash]

No no no. That's when you buy $300 worth of roving and spin your own yarn to knit it. Then it's extra free!

Let's not go down the rabbit hole of getting a fleece and carding it into roving to spin to knit. At that point you may as well just get a sheep or llama and never do anything else ever.

You shall be buried in fiber!!

I would be hard pressed to buy a $200 sweater but if I spend $250 on yarn and have to knit it myself it’s actually basically free

[ofswordsandpens]

This Kid's Not Alright

perseus // unknown // The Battle of the Labyrinth, Rick Riordan // unknown // The House of Hades, Rick Riordan // unknown // @ vialjarhorn // The Last Olympian, Rick Riordan // The House of Hades, Rick Riordan // @ dying-dog // The House of Hades, Rick Riordan // brutal, Olivia Rodrigo // The Mark of Athena, Rick Riordan // unknown // The Gods Show Up, Michael Kinnucan // The Chalice of the Gods, Rick Riordan

[stressfulsloth]

Disco Elysium// Two Fishermen on an Aspidochelone, Unknown// Our Wives Under the Sea, Armfield// Unknown// Disco Elysium// Gallathea, Lyly// Sharks Feeding, Crossley// From Bodily Fear to Cosmic Horror (and back again), Miller// Disco Elysium// Early Verse, Marx// The Road, McCarthy// A Sacred and Terrible Air, Kurvitz (team ibex translation)// Disco Elysium// Disco Elysium// Disco Elysium Art Book// A Sacred and Terrible Air, Kurvitz// Nona the Ninth, Muir// Sunrise With Sea Monsters, Turner// Nona the Ninth, Muir// Disco Elysium// The World's One Hope, Brecht// The Old Gentleman of Raahe// Disco Elysium// Disco Elysium// Disco Elysium// Engraved Shell. Unknown// Capitalism and the Sea// Disco Elysium// Capitalism and the Sea//

[starswallowingsea]

maybe in another life

The Gospel According to Jesus Christ, Jose Saramago / Obbligato, Ensemble Stars, translated by @hyenahunt / Hopscotch, Julio Cortazar / The Kiss of Judas, Ignazio Jacometti / Almost Heaven, Jeremiah Lloyd Harmon

[dumpsterfireofsubtext]

Avatrice: Non Omnis Moriar

The Archer - Alexandra Savior, Twenty-one Love Poems (XVIII) - Adrienne Rich, Fear Of Death - John Ashberry, Tears in the Typing Pool - Broadcast, Twenty-One Love Poems (XII) - Adrienne Rich, Oranges are not the only fruit - Jeanette Winterson, A Grief Observed - C.S. Lewis, Never Seek To Tell Thy Love - William Blake, Autotomy - Wisława Szymborska, A Grief Observed, C.S. Lewis.

[arcenergy]

on ghosts and their guardians

[alpharossi]

gotye, somebody that i used to know // olivia rodrigo, enough for you // taylor swift, cruel summer // lana del rey, ultraviolence // unknown source // lana del rey, hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have // richard silken, crush

[daisies-on-a-cup]

i think will and bedelia are foils of each other not in the traditional sense but in the sense that will is a wolf in sheep's clothing and bedelia is a sheep in wolf's clothing

[symptomofloves]

mrs dalloway♾️ sawdust & diamonds 🧵

joannaarthistory/ naudline pierre - for the wounded/ heart-so-savage

[icewindandboringhorror]

Apparently I can meet my goal of roughly 400,000 words in 6 months if I just somehow write at least 2,200 words a day ghbjh... Almost 2,500 today... huzzah...

[vodka-and-ocs]

yeah i'm normal about themes of self determination and will

Frey (surname) // Will (verb, noun) // The Stanley Parable // Slay the Princess

extra:

Dragon's Dogma // Pathologic

[vampyroteuthid]

freehanded myself a little sleep mask since my complimentary delta airlines one from almost two years ago is fading

[ivorypool]

KUSARE-EN

Aka Akasaka, Kaguya-sama: Love is War // Hera Lindsay Bird, Mirror Traps // Sunday Cruise, Loser // Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights // William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing Act 5 Scene 2 // Tennis, Need Your Love // MICHELLE, Stuck on U // Jonathan Coulton, Nemeses // Tiger Trap, You and Me

[strawberry-selfships]

ten thousand miles away (sea shanty) // artwork by me // ocean man by ween // my wife by worm quartet (x4) // the crab with the golden claws by hergé (the adventures of tintin) // the tide is high by the paragons // fish in the sea (sea shanty)

[milkweedman]

took me until today to figure out there was a purpose to the edge on the beater (shuttle race) AND what type of shuttles i had bought on ebay (flying shuttles) and also how to use them. i then put all of this knowledge together to fuck up my selvedge spectacularly lmfao

[tswkento]

“i have love and dreams too! but you know, one day everyone will grow up and leave me behind, right?” satoru chuckles as he waves his hand at yuuji nonchalantly, unaware of the weight that his words carry as you look up at him with watery eyes.

you rub your temples with one hand as to hide the incoming tears as you wait for their conversation to be over so you can speak to gojo. as soon as yuuji leaves, you enter the room; quick to approach the white-haired man and wrap your arms around him, burying your face between his shoulder blades.

“oh? missed me that much?” he tilts his head to the side, eyeing you as he gives you a small smirk. it disappears when he feels a wet spot clinging to his back and satoru manoeuvres his body around to face you, hands instantly cupping your cheeks as he looks down in concern, “hey now, that’s not very cute of you. i hate it when you cry.”

you push your face into his chest, a broken sob escaping your throat as you wail into his shirt, “you’re the one who makes me cry! saying stuff like that.”

satoru’s eyes squint in confusion before he ahh!’s in recognition, a cheeky smile appearing on his lips, “you and i both know that it’s not about you. i married you so we could be outgrown by the kids together.”

you slap his chest that rumbles with chuckles and press your ear against his left pectoral, spending a few quiet seconds searching for his heartbeat.

“i can still feel sad.” you murmur under your breath, tightening your grip on him as he rests his hand on top of your head, fingers weaving through your hair.

“feel sad for me?”

“mhm.”

satoru hums, stroking the back of your head, and smears a small kiss on your temple, muttering against it, “c’mon, baby, there’s no need for that.”

you sniffle into the sturdy surface of his chest, fingers digging deeper into his back, “i-i missed you so much. and now— now you’re going away again! it’s not fair.”

satoru’s movements on your hair come to a halt as he pulls away slightly to take a look at your face. his big palms cup the sides of it, concerned gaze scanning over your features as he exhales, breath coming out unsteadily. his eyes harden for a brief moment before ab apologetic expression settles on his face, the corners of his lips trembling as he speaks.

“i’ll do my best to make it quick, alright?”

you stare up at him, brows creasing upwards in confusion since that clearly wasn’t what was on satoru’s mind, but don’t push — too tired to attempt anything again as you bask in his warmth for as long as you can before he goes to fight sukuna.

something didn’t feel right.