The City of Spiders

By reading my works you are signing an agreement that if you put my works through AI or repost my works or anything like that, i get to hunt you for sport

Oh easy mistake. Yearning actually rises from the floor and longing hangs from the ceiling

this website lets you listen to the sounds of all different forests around the world 

Reblogging again cause I tried this site last night and if you need background noise to focus this is perfect for that, I was locked the fuck in on a task. And it’s also just gorgeous to listen to

Apollonia Saintclair

Reblog if you think the person you reblogged this from deserves to be happy.

There has to be a way to dress gothy and masc in a way that's also comfy. Like "clothes that could also double as pyjamas" level of comfy wear.

sweatpants?

Do you have tips on how to style sweatpants in a dressy, goth way?

The problem is the first sentence: there is no known overlap between "looks good" and "comfy".

sounds like it might be an america-raised vs europe-raised thing? as an eastern european i instantly knew what op meant and maybe its just that "looking good" here is not something youd do by wearing sweatpants?

If you walk up to someone here who's wearing sweatpants and say "I like your outfit!" you're going to get a nose-breaking headbutt, because that can only be taken as sarcasm, and interpreted as you saying "I notice that you're in a bad place in your life right now, and I want you to know that it shows! :)"

Do you consider jeans as casual? If not, have you considered jeans with elastane added? There are some black models I’ve seen in stores that offer significant more flexibility than classic jeans. That might be a starting point for further modifications style wise, and if I am not mistaken you should be able to sit in the aforementioned positions. Growing cat fur might be an extra step needed for one of them, but the other seem plausible at least.

Unfortunately denim is so thick and stiff as a fabric that the bunched up folds hurt when you try to pretzel yourself.

I made the original post while suffering in my slacks. I have fat thighs.

They could never make me hate you, complex female character whose reaction to trauma was not pretty and digestible like how people think it should be.

sometimes i see an opinion i disagree with, and from a combination of wanting to keep up appearances, avoid flak, and cut to the heart of the issue, i draft a series of increasingly abstract responses, eventually culminating in typing out "falsehoods aren't true", which, in a perfect act of autofellatio, deletes itself