#threadbeast

[gabrielschild]

gentle one

Gentle one, with your golden blood, Reach to the sea, and soak your paws, Salt water on mending wounds, Sand in the crevice of your heart.

Watch the currents take your ichor, The little lights glowing within, Birds screaming above as you stay, Oh, so transfixed.

Lounging in the sun, with filed claws, Yawning to show your clipped teeth, Lazy ears flicking, tail swatting, And the ocean still comes to kiss you.

[waterwalkingwolf]

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[gemspage]

threadbeast

[marquise315]

New Box Came In 🔥🔥🔥@threadbeast #threadbeast https://www.instagram.com/p/B4n0zxqAyKs/?igshid=gzqb0aplpyfd

[thechubbynerd]

This month’s #threadbeast package was STUFFED but I really like this Diamond tank top the most... maybe if I wear it every day my shoulders will match my arms. 😅 https://www.instagram.com/p/BzHOPMintH1/?igshid=17304ym5p9ji1

[djsoloremix]

December 2018 WineUp NYE iLounge Istanbul 🎡#iconorlando360 🎼 #Chill 🥂#Drink 🕺🏻💃 #Dance . . . @iloungeistanbul @idriveorlando @iconorlando360 #iloungeistanbul #orlandolounge #orlandodj #orlandovibes #orlandomusic #orlandonights #orlandonightlife #orlandohookah #orlandofashionshow #orlandolifestyle #nye2018 #orlandonye #nyeparty @supremedjs @trucofashion_nyc #threadbeast @threadbeast @lamezcladotcom @lamezclaceo @lamezclamusicapp https://www.instagram.com/p/BrN4a8IH5kt/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ze51ldzs2q5b

[deerlyloved]

the only currently colored images of the threadbeast and ribbonbeast i have are if they were monsters in delicious in dungeon 😭 tbf it was really funny (also! sad.) how my sister explained it.

'no because like, laios would see us and be so worried because we're trapped, and he'd want to help us - but we don't want them off! the thread and the ribbon are apart of us, taking them off would kill us, so we fight him! but then they turn on us thinking we're hostile! but we'd make really good food.' ^ for reference the thread and ribbon are the most obvious trauma metaphors ever

[gabrielschild]

how beloved

Gentle beast, of tender flesh, lift your heavy hand, Wrap it now, with twine and thread, until the job is done; With a bow, lay your head, venerated once again. After all, a beast is a beast, even when it brings beginning.

Relinquish your blood, your flesh, your bone, For it is the land that must feed, and you, Oh you, sacrificial lamb, must give yourself to the world; It sees you now, it loves you then, honoring you as Eve.

Blood be water, pelt be land, soft eyes the endless sky, You are beloved, now and forever, until the season turns; And oh, it turns, the sun scorching the thread, The honeysuckle petals wilting across your coat.

Summer burns away the binds, and here freedom is. You see the end behind you, before you, around you, For what else is Spring, if not the reminder, oh, So human the reminder, that time continues, always.

Rest now, though, gentle one, with your threaded bones, You are the love of all the beasts, fitting in your hand, Rabbits, birds, wolves, and bears, nuzzled to your fur, A beast is a beast, as it brings Spring, and how beloved The beasts are.

[virgieroseputian]

I saw my elementary project #project #sewing #elementary #memories #wheniwasyoung #thread #needlework #art #artwork #needleart #threadwork #threadart #threadbeast #sewingskills #manualsewing #sewingpattern #pattern #artpatterns (at Fatima Paquibato District Davao City) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVcMrtml1p6/?utm_medium=tumblr

[cyclingteddybear]

Heading to see Dune at #amctheaters fit by #threadbeast @threadbeast this came in a few boxes but the jacket pants and hat by @staplepigeon #kicks by @nike feelin myself (at San Diego, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVT3gimJXom/?utm_medium=tumblr

[thechubbynerd]

Who doesn’t love a warm flannel? #gpoy #flannel #threadbeast https://www.instagram.com/p/Bp43qvYgCpf/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=a4tdni6ibypg

[apollobrooksmj86]

#threadbeast https://www.instagram.com/p/CMAIIMjhFAt/?igshid=1n3hjsdpcc1t7

[gabrielschild]

my heart

Together sit two, wrapped in thread and ribbon, Flaring wings and gentle eyes, claws to tear, Basking in the twilight shadow and mist, Awaiting the fall of night to day.

Swatting her tail, the ribbonbeast stretches, Lazy in her movement, in her words, ‘You know the best places to lay.’ She says, A bed of flowers crushed to her fur.

‘I know the places you would like.’ says her sister, Detangling the thread that has wound their paw, And their sister tilts her head, curious as ever. It is true, her sister knows much of her, Truer still that they know more than she does.

Yet, a challenge is presented, and she grins. ‘How would you know of me?’ asks the ribbonbeast, And her sister, meek despite the size of their paws, Replies with a confidence she had not seen from them, Not for a very long time.

‘I have known you before you were made,’ They tell her, ‘I would know you in the dark, know you were you not you, You are part of me, and I, part of you; How could I not Know my heart, where it beats?’ the threadbeast replies.

It is true, she knows, her sister knows her like a mirror Knows what it reflects, like the moon knows the sky, But she thinks back to days past, and she speaks, ‘You have not always treated me like you know me.’

This, as well, is true, and there the threadbeast winces, As if struck by a snake, curling in on themself, with a frown. ‘No,’ They agree, ‘I have not - Were I able to take back those years, Where I treated you like a stranger, like an enemy, I would.’

‘It was a tragedy,’ Her sister told them, ‘It ached, worse still, I thought you hated me. Were you to take it back, though, I think perhaps we would not be the same.’ She assures them, Though the words seem to soothe nothing.

Claws digging into earth, and ears pinned back flat, Nose crinkled, and head low, the threadbeast speaks again, Voice quivering and wet, ‘I would trade that, I think, My own solace in your heart, for peace in your past.’

Their paws cover their face, ‘It was unfair, of me; You were a child, My heart made whole, and I could not see it, too blinded by my Own need to destroy myself - Selfish, I was.’ Their sister watched, and soon, she lay against the flowers, Wings stretching as she stared at her sister.

The stains of color bled against her fur, and she reached out, Claws retracted as she paws aimlessly at her sister’s shoulder, ‘But, weren’t you a child too?’ She asks, ‘Hurt, and scared? Who would not hate their own heart, staring when they are small?’

Children, plural, though often forgotten - One grows up too fast When they have a soul carrying burdens untold, Not a child anymore, not whole, no matter how downy their wings; Children, the both of them, with soft claws and spots on their hide.

Tails batting each other, as they lounge, two beasts sit, Untangling the binds that keep them, that they might rest, And they know, sister and sister, that beside them is their heart, Their reflection, smaller or bigger, fiercer or freer, and it lives.

[nellyhendriiix]

THANK YOU @threadbeast I used my Loyalty Points and got this cool @diamondsupplyco backpack! I’m too pumped right now, anyone who knows me know how I feel about backpacks!!! 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽 . . #happycustomer #threadbeast #diamondsupply #dripfadayz #onelesstriptothemall https://www.instagram.com/p/CFPsl23JBsV/?igshid=jauqpzszfqec

[kbiment]

Music is my life...i hear and see it everywhere. Im kind of like August Rush with the flow ahhhh. #iment #idolmindzent #idolmindz #laconektaeverything #laconekta #thevibenyc #thevibestudios #thevibe #vibestudios #kblizzlegram #threadbeast #ableton https://www.instagram.com/p/CFKQ90YDcGk/?igshid=13axwwggnognv