#i did NOT forget

[jotun-design-party]

[silicacid]

this is not the first time.

it can happen to anyone.

[fairybinie]

i miss writing ☹️ do we think i still have it in me to produce bangers or what

[24hrfrog]

all this revival of the tattoo and flowers au for slicemav is making me think of javy n jake too….

like ppl might think jake would be the one with tats…. BUT LIKE JAVY WOULD LOOK NICE YES?

Y E S.

also need to talk more abt ncis halo and phe au bc HALO AS A GOTH GIRL (abby my queen) AND PHE JUST AS A NAVY OFFICER THAT VISITS RAHHHHHH

[shrapnarl]

Top 10 Songs on Repeat Tagged by @excaive and @sunshinedottv Okay so I just realized 'on repeat' is a spotify playlist and I don't need to hand-select a bunch of songs I would listen to on repeat. However, since I already spent a few hours doing that, there are some extra playlist links on the bottom of this post.

Live by the Sword by Dorian Electra - i really like the vocals in this song

Something to Lose by june - a jam and also it's sweet

Snow Shovels by DROELOE - a simple happy jaunt that fills me with joy

Dead by PEAKS! - cw death and implied suicide. it's... also very catchy. be warned.

This Side by Nickle Creek - a band i grew up to and a song i still like

This Is Home by Cavetown

Don't Care Crown by Fox Stevenson

What Was I Made For? by Billie Eilish

You're Not Welcome by Naethan Apollo - the song that led me to discover this artist, ahah

DRIP by Crywolf - somehow this song is always in my top 10 of anything in spotify

Here is the entirety of my On Repeat right now.

Here's the list of songs I was debating before I learned On Repeat existed. If you see this and want to do it! Or do it again because it's been awhile! Please do! Ping me so I can see the tunes?? I love seeing people's favorites!

@insecure-pilot @94pigeons @unrealjackal Pspsppsspsp hey can I have your tunes please

[beej-hunnicutt]

Happy Birthday Frank!!! 🥳💗🎉

Using this silly IG story, I don't even care that the quality is bad, it makes me laugh so it stays!!!

[kissymissy-blog]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY INOSUKE!!!!! It is inosuke’s birthday!! Yay!😀 and I did not forget like I did for Bakugo. So have a good day!

[helenawa-art]

First happy birthday Kurapika I hate your guts second good morning everyone!!!!

[akinachiri]

GOOD NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[elbowreveal]

i still have interactions to do on here

[hamletthedane]

I was meeting a client at a famous museum’s lounge for lunch (fancy, I know) and had an hour to kill afterwards so I joined the first random docent tour I could find. The woman who took us around was a great-grandmother from the Bronx “back when that was nothing to brag about” and she was doing a talk on alternative mediums within art.

What I thought that meant: telling us about unique sculpture materials and paint mixtures.

What that actually meant: an 84yo woman gingerly holding a beautifully beaded and embroidered dress (apparently from Ukraine and at least 200 years old) and, with tears in her eyes, showing how each individual thread was spun by hand and weaved into place on a cottage floor loom, with bright blue silk embroidery thread and hand-blown beads intricately piercing the work of other labor for days upon days, as the labor of a dozen talented people came together to make something so beautiful for a village girl’s wedding day.

What it also meant: in 1948, a young girl lived in a cramped tenement-like third floor apartment in Manhattan, with a father who had just joined them after not having been allowed to escape through Poland with his pregnant wife nine years earlier. She sits in her father’s lap and watches with wide, quiet eyes as her mother’s deft hands fly across fabric with bright blue silk thread (echoing hands from over a century years earlier). Thread that her mother had salvaged from white embroidery scraps at the tailor’s shop where she worked and spent the last few days carefully dying in the kitchen sink and drying on the roof.

The dress is in the traditional Hungarian fashion and is folded across her mother’s lap: her mother doesn’t had a pattern, but she doesn’t need one to make her daughter’s dress for the fifth grade dance. The dress would end up differing significantly from the pure white, petticoated first communion dresses worn by her daughter’s majority-Catholic classmates, but the young girl would love it all the more for its uniqueness and bright blue thread.

And now, that same young girl (and maybe also the villager from 19th century Ukraine) stands in front of us, trying not to clutch the old fabric too hard as her voice shakes with the emotion of all the love and humanity that is poured into the labor of art. The village girl and the girl in the Bronx were very different people: different centuries, different religions, different ages, and different continents. But the love in the stitches and beads on their dresses was the same. And she tells us that when we look at the labor of art, we don’t just see the work to create that piece - we see the labor of our own creations and the creations of others for us, and the value in something so seemingly frivolous.

But, maybe more importantly, she says that we only admire this piece in a museum because it happened to survive the love of the wearer and those who owned it afterwards, but there have been quite literally billions of small, quiet works of art in billions of small, quiet homes all over the world, for millennia. That your grandmother’s quilt is used as a picnic blanket just as Van Gogh’s works hung in his poor friends’ hallways. That your father’s hand-painted model plane sets are displayed in your parents’ livingroom as Grecian vases are displayed in museums. That your older sister’s engineering drawings in a steady, fine-lined hand are akin to Da Vinci’s scribbles of flying machines.

I don’t think there’s any dramatic conclusions to be drawn from these thoughts - they’ve been echoed by thousands of other people across the centuries. However, if you ever feel bad for spending all of your time sewing, knitting, drawing, building lego sets, or whatever else - especially if you feel like you have to somehow monetize or show off your work online to justify your labor - please know that there’s an 84yo museum docent in the Bronx who would cry simply at the thought of you spending so much effort to quietly create something that’s beautiful to you.

[cringeandunbased]

Did one quick Julius sketch before bed (<3 min) and I’m gonna do some more testing out features when I get home

[ebonyheartnet]

-Recording begins-

Spider-Man: Hi folks! I’d like to give a PSA to my usual villains, and anyone else with ideas for the next two months.

Spider-Man: *holds up a brick sized lump of metal* See this? It’s titanium!

Spider-Man: *starts flattening it out and shaping it*

Spider-Man: See, we all know that I’m crazy strong, but I never wanna really hurt anybody right? Right. While that hasn’t changed, something very important does right around this time of year.

Spider-Man: *pulls off a glove and pulls a chunk into a long stem with his nails carving lines for added texture*

Spider-Man: See, this is what we like to call exam season. Anybody who knows anything about college can tell you that it drives people up the wall, and I already climb mine when I’m antsy.

Spider-Man: *starts winding the thin sheet around the stem, delicately crimping petals in place*

Spider-Man: I do wanna be clear that this isn’t a threat, okay? I’m still not interested in crossing the line, which brings me to my point.

Spider-Man: *throws the titanium rose at the brick wall behind him, stem first, and embeds it all the way through*

Spider-Man: /That/ was restrained because I could focus enough to have full control. If I’m extremely tired or otherwise distracted, there’s just as much risk of me slipping up as someone operating heavy machinery. I’m probably not going to remember what sleep is for two whole months, so remember!

Spider-Man: *pulls out a brick and snaps it like a cookie*

Peter fucking Parker: Don’t.

[prettypearlypisces]

Happy Yoongi Day! 🤍🤍🤍

I think I speak for a lot of people when I say that Yoongi is really important to me 🥹🥹

He’s the reason I fell in love with BTS, and to this day he continues to inspire me so much, as a creative and as a person.

I admire his artistry, his creative process, and the effort he puts into everything he does. I admire his candidness, his openness, his tenderness, and his vulnerability.

He’s a beautiful soul, and I’m so glad that I get to witness and experience him and his work. I can only hope that he knows how incredibly loved he is by the people in his life, as well as by all the people he’s touched through his music. I hope that life is treating him well and that he stays happy and healthy.

Till 2025, we’ll wait for you 🤍

[sweet-marigold]

If he was a worm

[bellowsthebard]

Happy 50th anniversary to the greatest mafia movie of all time. Goncharov(1973).