ELLIE!!!! ELLIE ELLIE ELLIE I’M SCREAMING!!!! I just finished Pride and Prejudice!! I’m like basking in the wonderment of the language and the ending and everything! Ugh I was so surprised at how well it aged! Being written in the 1810s, I thought there would be so many more problematic elements about it and especially about Elizabeth and Darcy, but it was super good! Like definitely some things didn’t age well but it really is true that Jane Austen was ahead of her time. And I so missed reading old books! I have to get back into reading. (Also you should know my urge to read this definitely came partially from that one gwil fic, although I previously bought the book)

Okay okay wheew. How are you doing this fine day my love? Are you in the habit of reading classic literature? Do you have any favorites? My apologies, I don’t mean to send you asks without enquiring about, complimenting, or otherwise sending my regards to you, so forgive me lmao. Also my apologies for like,,, shifting into some weird hybrid of formal old speech and using ‘lmao’, truly a mystery not even I can solve. Okay okay I’m done 😂

yayyy im so glad you loved it! it has definitely stood the test of time and im so glad it has; it's one of those stories that you can relate to and fall in love with no matter when.

im good! i took the weekend off work so i get to see my nephew and all my high school friends for a baby shower this weekend which is :,) so exciting. im not really in the habit of reading anything right now just bc school has been so rigorous this semester, but i did read song of the lark by willa cather for one of my classes and ended up really loving it. i would highly recommend it!

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.

Fluffy rearing

And I said, “Hello, Satan

I believe it’s time to go.”

is it mental illness or is it actually a dodgeball, only time will tell.

"See you tomorrow"

MDZS Disco Elysium AU part 4 [prev parts]

When “the week is long” because the Upside Down is forever stuck on the week Will went missing

ok so I might’ve forgotten to get something ready for Wednesday BUT-

you can have Nine and Chaos Sonic from my Sonic Prime AU being siblings instead

Cody: *physicallf carrying Obi-Wan out of the war room* Come on, General, it’s go-the-fuck-to-sleep time.

Obi-Wan: Ahh. Go-the-fuck-to-sleep time. I know it well. It’s the most sacred three times of the week.

Cody: *stops dead in a corridor* …please tell me that was a joke?

Obi-Wan: I would never joke about go-the-fuck-to-sleep time. It was Master’s favorite time the first few years we were together.

Cody: *closes eyes and counts to five* We’re going to talk about all that later. *keeps heading off to Obi-Wan’s quarters, with more purpose this time*

a lesson on good karma digimon survive week 2024 day 4: supporting characters

Link Click Appreciation Event - @linkclicknet

Day 7 ⟡ Free Day: cheng xiaoshi once again ✧٩(ˊωˋ*)و✧

sun bleached flies – ethel cain

yes i did make a 6 minute long ethel cain x ft edit

no i am not well

Hey everyone! this is where the zebra is currently with the design.

It has knee braces!! I will most probably be drawing the zebra usually with them on, but it’s no requirement, for example if anyone else wants to draw the zebra :-]. I always like to make sure an animal design has official colors underneath any clothing and accessory anyway. I think this will be final! thank you everyone for your feedback!

As a reminder, aside from why the zebra was requested for this flag, this is also just a zebra with the disability pride flag on it. It’s just a deisgn to fit the flag, with input from other disabled people in our community. It doesn’t mean other animals can’t have designs with these colors, too! I don’t mean this design to be the only mascot for all disabled people. It’s just a silly series i do of pride animals, and at the time, during disability pride month, I wanted to see what everyone wanted me to start off with for this flag!

the goal with my pride animals is to take requests and make people feel happy and seen.. that’s all <:-)

so much shadow around us. to think we almost missed the light...

(a belated entry for wyll week day 6! favorite ship...i adore them ok)

can you draw Rellik x Karl

You said that if you dated Peter or Wade it would make you miserable. Which– Okay fair, Wade does have a history of purposely hurting the people he loves.

But what about Peter? Why do you think dating him would make you miserable?

because I’ll always know I had the option to climb a 6’8 cyborg and I passed that up for a sweaty little twunk that I perpetually have to remind to bathe (sorry peter)