#Web Weaving

[sentientsky]

i miss my best friend and i'm making it everyone else's problem

Word of Honor/山河令 , 天涯客/ Faraway Wanderers // Aaron O'Hanlon // Geoffrey Hill, Odi Barbare // Twenty Leaves of the Ficus Religiosa // Sylvia Plath // Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore //Gemini Stars Pollux and Castor // Virginia Woolf

[sofokl13]

current mood. i need to move forward and Stop Looking Back

DO YOU HEAR ME? GET UP.

[megthemariner]

@ryebreadgf / The Truth About Grief, Fortesa Latifi / bone deep, m.v.e / Sidewalk, Richard Silken / @fridayiminlovemp3 / 60 hours, m.v.e / @itsblackleader / Salt, Nayyirah Waheed / @heavensghost

[eagans]

it comes and goes in waves

[tealikerooibos]

Warsan Shire// 'Headless John the Baptist Hitchhiking', C.T. Salazar

[happyk44]

[ID: 1. Text reading: I love you. We’re still on the couch, and you are still playing your game. It feels like time has paused, like the world is breathing with you again; or perhaps it’s holding its breath for you. Did you know I’d give you my breath? Did you know I love you?

2. Text reading: I never stopped keeping my arms open for him.

Yes

Yes I still call him my baby brother.

3. Text reading: it was because I couldn’t image a life without my brother.

Without my worst enemy

And my greatest friend.

4. An illustration made from fabric. Two people made of identical fabrics. The only difference between the two are their hair colour and nose. One of them has black hair and a short pink nose. The other has red hair and a long pointy blue nose. They sit back-to-back, hands entwined nonetheless. They both have one leg bent, their other arm wrapped around it. The black haired person looks forward while the one with red hair seems to be looking over their shoulder to the other.

Half of their face is orange fabric. The other half is a tiger pattern fabric that carries down to the rest of their body, excluding both arms and one of their legs. Their entwined hands and arms are made up of shimmery blue fabric. Their other arms are a pink flower-pattern fabric. One leg is made from a light purple-bluish fabric. /end ID]

5. Text reading: I would’ve followed all the way, no matter how far

I know when you go down all your darkest roads

I would’ve followed all the way to the graveyard

6. Text reading: What if I’m far from home?

Oh brother, I will hear you call

What if I lose it all?

Oh sister, I will help you out

7. Text reading: tell me anything.

tell me you hate me.

8. Text reading: one day you’re fighting over who gets the tv in the evening and before you know it you want nothing more than for someone to be there to fight you for it but she’s half a continent away and you’re just sitting there. [highlight] the remote is in your hand but it doesn’t even matter. [end highlight]

8. Text reading: let’s take this to grave

can you be the last person i talk to?

I remember you being the first

/end ID]

On Siblings

@flooded--skies // @winchesterwhorehouse // @capbrie // maria a guzman capron // halsey - graveyard // avicii - hey brother // @capbrie // @cup-noodle // unknown

[sowedpearls]

[lilyflxwers]

i. The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, Sylvia Plath / ii. As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980, Susan Sontag / iii. Suddenly, It's December, Margaux Paul / iv. Waiting for This Story to End Before I Begin Another, Jan Heller Levi / v. The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde / vi. The Letters of Gustave Flaubert: 1830-1857, Gustave Flaubert / vii. unknown / viii. @inanotherunivrse / ix. @violentcherries / x. Heaven, Mieko Kawakami (thank u @aworsening for attaching the sources)

[funsizedshark]

class of 2013 - mitski

a mini-zine

[bluetoothbrain]

echoes

-> second part

DETECTIVE COMICS #530 // UNDER THE RED HOOD // RED HOOD: LOST DAYS

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’

[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]

[happyk44]

[ID: 1. Text reading: Cain complex

A complex characterized by rivalry-competition and extreme envy or jealousy of a brother leading to hatred

2. Looking at the ceiling, Ainsley says, “We’re brother and sister.”

3. She looks at the person in front of her. “Everything is a competitive sport.”

4. Text reading: this is my brother and i need a shovel to love him.

5. Painting. Cain stands above Abel, prepared to beat him with a club. Abel holds one hand out defensively.

6. Text reading: Indeed, sibling relationships are also the most violent relationships between family members. And although a lot

7. Two separate images. The first is a painting of two dogs fighting. The painting has a cubist influence to it. The second image is of two borzois with the white one baring its teeth at close range to the brown one.

8. Text reading: “There’s a safety net of “I can be as horrible to my siblings and eviscerate them and it’s still ‘see you at Thanksgiving,”

9. Malcolm says, “I have given up everything for you!”

10. Tumblr post from @/filmsnoirsbian dated July 26th 2021: I love toxic romance as much as the next [b] but to be honest it can’t hold a candle to toxic sibling relationships where [highlight] there’s rage, yes, and maybe even hate, but love too, [end highlight] and you can’t escape it and you can’t embrace it so what’s left? [highlight] No one will ever know you like they know you, and no one will ever be able to hurt you like they can. [end highlight] This hole in your side and you can either stand by them even though what they’ve become turns your stomach or you can try to leave them behind but it doesn’t matter how far you run because they’ll always be your sibling. [highlight] They’ll always have a piece of you. You were born knowing them. [end highlight] /end ID]

Me & my brother, you see, we were uña y carne

Prodigal Son s02ep08(dir.Chris Fedak and Sam Sklaver)//A Brother Named Gethsemane (Natalie Diaz)//Cain smiting Abel with God's Expulsion of Cain from the Garden of Eden (Sebastiano Ricci)//brother, sister, rival, friend: the longstanding effects of sibling relationships (Joshua A. Krisch)//Dogfight (Ang Kiukok)// kieran culkin //Prodigal Son s02ep07 (dir.Chris Fedak and Sam Sklaver)// Filmnoirsbian

[concidineart]

I'd Drag You Back Myself If I Had To - a canon divergent web weave where Techno dies at his execution, so Phil calls in a favor to get him back.

For @mcytblraufest

Sources below:

@reaperbird | @deszczowedni | @wasyago | @that-sweet-jester | A Marsh in a Forest at Dusk – Jacob Isaackszon Ruisdael | Mikalojus Konstantinas Ciurlionis | Emily Dickinson | Marcel Proust | Unknown | A Star Is Born | KC Green | Millard H Sharp | Texturelabs.org | Nick Mercer | When the Ghosts Come Ashore – Shira Erlichman | Dictionary Poem xviii - @boykeats | Daughter – Youth | Deathless – Catherynne M. Valente | To Be Alive – Gregory Orr | Babylon 5 | Dawn of the Dragons | @normal-horoscopes | @whitealbum | If We Must Die – NorArts | Alive Together – Lisel Mueller | Dungeon Meshi | @ciearcab | Golden Forest II – Tim Otoole | @n0phis

[wlwanakin]

"I'm sorry, Padmé. I'm sorry. I know I've been...difficult to deal with. I just—I feel like I'm in free fall. Free fall in the dark. I don't know which way is up. I don't know where I'll be when I land. Or crash." He frowned against his fingers, squeezing his eyes more tightly shut to make sure no tears leaked out. "I think it's going to be a crash."

revenge of the sith (2005) dir. george lucas + fire walk with me (1992) dir. david lynch

[happyk44]

[Text ID: 1. I stare at the house you were brought up in

All the photographs and door frames are wooden

I wish I’d known you when you were younger

2. I don’t know how to describe the soul-rendingly deep ache of meeting your best friend in adulthood and knowing you’ll never get to know them when you were both little kids

3. I am so sorry I wasn’t there when you were little. I would have iced the bruises on your back.

4. sometimes i’m sick with it like… the, i wish i knew you as a kid I wish we could have run in the field together and sat in the dirt and I wish I could’ve hear you sing at the top of your lungs and maybe we would’ve ridden bikes together… it’s the, I love you so much it’s spilling over so I’m loving you in the past present and future ohhh I wish I knew you were when we were kids /end ID]

"Silver Spoon," Erin LeCount // me (putting myself in a web weave? yeah. i'm cringe but free) // unknown // tumblr user @/magneatio

THINKING ABOUT FRIENDSHIP AND LOST TIME AND MEMORY AGAIN [sound of crashing dishes] !!!!