#Tapestries and Threads

[kociamieta]

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[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I came here for the silly haha doodles, but I've stayed for the absolutely blazing commentary in the tags. Your analysis of this story is so so so good! Thanks for all the work and thought you put into this!

I am just a silly little comics blog. I am not hiding anything in the tags, no way. Never.

[runeclangen]

Moon 0-6 (Prologue-FIN)

Flintpaw, just because you already did a murder doesn't mean you can do a kitnapping too !

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WOOO !!! We did it! We did the prologue!! Thank you everyone for all of the support, it has genuinely meant the world to me <3 I started this a month ago and the kindness and interaction from the community has been SO sweet! Going to work on a clangen fanart post next to give back to the community! Oh, and if anyone has any asks for the characters, please send them in!

[moonlightsdream]

FILMS in 2025: 23 | Threads - Our Tapestry of Love 糸 (2020) — dir. Takahisa Zeze, Ivaylo Brusowski     

[ariadne-mouse]

Caleb: yesterday was, ah, not great

Nott: yeah, well, we'll do better today, right?

Caleb: sure - sure we will

[elodieunderglass]

I volunteer in a charity shop in a small town surrounded by fields. One of our regulars is a tiny drag queen who, when not buying every piece of sparkly nonsense small enough to fit him, works with horses. He is a perfect match for your description of a retired jockey and I just thought you should know this.

(In reference to this description of a retired jockey which came about because OH GOD I MADE MYSELF SO SAD RESEARCHING JOCKEY INJURIES, I could not go on until trying to promise myself Killie got to retire (and not be horseless.) Also, while writing that comic, I got intensely and powerfully sad that I wanted it to be true, and that Greyuncle Killie could really be living his weird little life on some other plane. But he is not only fictional, but an OC; how lonely to only exist when one person thinks of you; how sad to seem so vibrantly real that it’s easy for someone to imagine, resignedly, that of course you’re the sort of man to wear a Barbour gilet - but not get to be real, or retire, at all.)

You cannot imagine how timely and lovely it was to receive this ask. Genuinely went from a strange grief feeling about a little man who isn’t real, to feeling a clear and powerful sense of life-affirmation. The world is full of so many guys, out there, and they are living complex lives, and if you don’t know that guy, maybe SOMEBODY does. Maybe you ARE that guy. And there are guys like you out there.

I am so, so glad to know this. Thank you sincerely.

[ironmaidenhead]

thinking about this quote in connection w/ frank and how he wore the mask of a u.s. marine with a wife and two kids and their picnics in the park to obscure the internal struggle of reconciling the family man (married maria after three months because he got her pregnant like any good man™️ would) and the soldier that enjoyed the violence

[greentrickster]

Chosen Names

Personal story time!

So, before I go anywhere else with this, you must know: I am cisgender. I go by he/she/they on this website, but that's purely for privacy reasons, and occasionally for the gentle delight of finding out what gender my followers low-key view me as and why. Not for everyone, perhaps, but it works for me.

Anyway, it's important to know that I'm cis in real life, because, ever since my first year of university when I gained it, I've gone by the name 'Green' in most casual and public settings. It's short for 'Green Lantern,' which was my frosh name, but it's also my favorite colour, so people assume that that's where it comes from.

Now, back in 2010, back when I was still rather insecure and my backbone was still growing in properly, I went to stay with a friend at their family's home for Spring Break. I'd been going by 'Green' for about three years by then, and that's what everyone on campus - including the professors who I interacted with - knew me as. My family and my one friend I made before I got the nickname called me by my given name (and they still do), but that was from my own preference, not theirs. It was, frankly, great. I liked being called Green. I liked the person Green was.

Except my friend's mom got introduced to me, and kindly but firmly told me that she was not going to be calling me 'Green,' she was going to be using my given name.

Out of respect for my parents, you know?

At the time, as I mentioned, I was still fairly young and insecure, and this was my first time getting push-back.

I didn't know what to do or how to contest it.

She called me my given name the whole trip.

I hated it.

I hated that this woman, who never had (and never did) meet my parents, was putting their opinions and preferences over my own.

I hated it even more because my parents were not only aware of my name situation, I had to actually remind my mom a few times, "Hey, please don't call me Green, call me the name you and Dad gave me, I don't like how it feels when you guys call me Green."

And she respects that request to this day, as does my dad.

My spine has grown in properly since that Spring Break, and I've sharpened my wit as well, and blessed that these things happen, because people might be chill with calling one another 'Red' or 'Rosy,' 'Whitey,' 'Blue,' or 'Peach.' But a fair number, when you ask them to call you 'Green', get weird about it.

Fortunately, I'm absolutely down to get weirder about it, and fully capable at this point in my life. But that's not the point I'm trying to make here.

The point I want to make is that, for people like my friend's mom, for that customer at my counter, for the rando on the street, it doesn't really matter who the person is, what the name is, what the reason is, or how your family feels about it.

If your name does not fit in their idea of what an appropriate name for you should be, they're not going to call you it. And they'll sometimes smile to your face as they do.

And yes, a lot of those people do happen to be -phobes of some sort or another, there is a distinct overlap in those groups. And I'm absolutely not trying to silence or override anyone trans, agender, nonbianary, or gender fluid, because the gods know, they have to face these uncivilized individuals more often than people like me will ever have to.

I'm saying this because, at the moment, the targeted and at-risk people just happen to be the easiest for them to persecute, so those are the ones they're going after. But the base of this persecution isn't actually about other peoples' sex, gender, or anything of the like. It's about these persecutors having a neat little play mat in their head of how people are supposed to work, and anything, anything outside of those guide lines is almost certainly going to be seen as wrong.

I'm saying this because trans rights are human rights.

And I might not be trans, but I am human, and my own experience has shown me the truth of that phrase, even if it is on a much smaller scale. Thus.

I stand for their rights.

I stand for my rights.

I stand for our rights.

[pmartyr]

Just saw Furiosa in theaters again because I wanted to check out the Mr. Harley subplot/fan theory (here’s a rundown with spoilers https://www.reddit.com/r/MadMax/comments/1dg5ou3/made_a_point_to_keep_a_close_eye_on_mr_harley/) and it’s wild how obvious it is if you’re looking, while at the same time being totally not obvious if you aren’t paying attention to it. This was my 6th time watching and my first time catching any of it!!

[sscullysglasses]

Everyone experiencing trauma and dying on the island bc Jacob brought them there meanwhile he’s just in his foot crafting

[nyxsbotwtapestry]

DONEEEE

finished the corner swirlies :D

and barely made it

look how little thread is left

anyhow

406 stitches in 2 hours

38.8% done

[kociamieta]

The entrance to the iterator chamber in Vastness of Silence's city, Elysium. Thread spent most of her childhood there, since Clay often took them to work with her.

With VOS being an older model, the architecture in its city was made to resemble that of pre-iterator structures.

[clayismyart]

My latest cross stitch doodle. Not sure yet what I'll do with it, but so relaxing to do.

[weberin]

𝙒𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙉 𝘽𝙔 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙋𝙃𝙀𝘾𝙔 — piper was never born, she was conjured. a woman made for knowing. for warning. the kind they put to sleep when the future became too inconvenient. over hundred years later, the spell broke. not with a kiss, but a scream. now she works in a quiet little weaver’s shop tucked between the cracks of the waking world, threading silk through strange cloth . . . and fate through stranger lives. her touch hums. her needles whisper. and if you have dreamt of her, don’t bother asking why. she already knows. piper doesn’t deal in fortunes, and she doesn’t read your cards. she sees the thread you carry, knotted and frayed. sometimes, she snips. sometimes, she ties. sometimes, she just watches.

𝘼 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿 𝙋𝙐𝙇𝙇𝙀𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙊𝙐𝙂𝙃 . . . a name whispered in sleep, prophecy stitched into skin, threads pulled too tight, laughter in the face of destiny, dreams that arrive like warnings, sharp tongues and soft silks, the hum beneath your ribs, a girl once sealed away for knowing too much, unraveling secrets with silver needles, a shop where time forgets itself, the scent of dust and thunder, sarcasm as survival, a fate rewritten without permission, red thread tangled in regret — and the strange mercy of being seen.

thread-touched, fate-bent, oracle-unmade, sharp as a silver needle — fandomless, crossover-friendly, private & mutually exclusive portrayal of 𝐏𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐋 a fate-weaver & dream-witch with a stitched past and a future lit on both ends. original character loved by enna, 21+, mdni. plotting encouraged, memes welcome, starters always open. writes in both english & german. multiverse & multi-ship friendly. do not follow if you're not okay with a little prophecy and a lot of sarcasm. carrd with rules and verses is a wip.

[the-raven-and-the-tower]

Grief is no knife but a swallowed stone, Smoothed by time, yet sharply honed. A scent, a sight stirs pain once known— Always another jagged edge to be shown.

[aquitainequeen]

Just think: when she's kidnapped Furiosa gnaws through the fuel hose of her captor's motorbike in order to slow him down and allow her mother to catch up,

and when she accepts the Black Thumb's last agonised plea to finish the job and save the War Rig, she crawls with a fuel hose clenched between her teeth in order to fix the engines and allow the Rig to outrun its pursuers