#loose threads

[somekindx]

Look, I enjoyed The Fall of the House of Usher way more than I expected (I am not a horror afficionado or good at jump scares, holy hells) but ultimately I have Some Questions:

What happened to Annabelle Lee? We know they divorced, we know he lured the kids away from her with money, and THEN WHAT??? How is she dead and why does she look so young, when did she die, was this spelled out and I missed it somehow??

What is the source of Victorine and Camille's beef with each other? (I mean SERIOUSLY why is this thread dangled and then we never get the backstory, I'm so)

How did insanely-genius-smart Madeline imagine for more than a second that killing [censored] was going to make a whit of difference in how the end played out??? This decision was shocking and fun in the moment but makes absolutely no sense in retrospect given that "take a bow together" was already actively stretched two weeks+. WHY? HOW. COULD SHE POSSIBLY THINK THIS WOULD WORK. (Maybe she didn't and was just trying everything, flailing for options, but--pretty desperate ploy, if so. Really?)

Did I miss something or ??

#the fall of the house of usher #house of usher #madeline usher #annabelle lee #victorine lafourcade #camille l'espanaye #loose threads #I have questions

[sheltiechicago]

“John Candy,” Houston.

Loose Threads Dangle in Bright, Bold Gradients in HOTTEA’s Kaleidoscopic Installations

Suspended from gallery ceilings or strung across an open courtyard, innumerable lengths of yarn comprise the chromatic installations by artist Eric Rieger, aka HOTTEA (previously). He arranges the soft textiles in concentric circles or wide gradients that stretch from wall to wall, creating vibrant fields of color that shift in composition depending on the perspective

“Algebra,” SCOPE, Miami

“Strangers,” Belo Horizonte, Brazil

“Serape,” Minneapolis

“Haus,” Minneapolis

#hottea aka eric rieger #artist #art #loose threads #art installations #yarn #chromatic installations #textiles #houston #brazil #minneapolis #miami #belo horizonte

[lbrarygrrl]

#found #loose threads

[castles-crumbllng]

Jonah Hauer-King as Prince Eric THE LITTLE MERMAID (2023) | Dir. Rob Marshall

#thelittlemermaidedit #disneyedit #filmedit #jonah hauer king #jhauerkingedit #jonahhauerkingedit #prince eric #the little mermaid #disney #y'all i just got back from this movie and got a little obsessed. it was good liked it but could've been soo much better. #THE WORLD BUILDING WAS PHENOMENAL but they left so many loose threads that had the potential to make it great #also i got seasick/motion sick SO MUCH during this #useralison #userjessica #usermarsy #useraish #userarry #*shale #userkarolina

[thesplintering]

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[the-gay-overlord66]

The glow stick chandelier evolution 2021-2022

#emo punk #band #green day #grunge #kurt cobain #lgbtq community #muscician #music #nirvana #punk grunge #kqff #loosethreads #punk rock #mke #live show #spotify #hype #loose threads #music releases #favorite band #camping #outside #glow #stick #love #funny #short poem #pretty #flowers #birdlovers

[hyunpic]

he said new year new piercing new me

#hyunjin #skz #stray kids #bystay #gifs #im listening to taylor swift you are loosing me cause #i am hanging on by a thread and i might need someone to give me mouth to mouth and pump up my heart. preferably him but idk 😁😍🫠😂😰 #otherwise u will b loosing me..

[sensitiveheartless]

Howl AU bit from chapter 3 (with spoilers for chapter 18 because it’s Dazai’s perspective!)

“Still, Dostoevsky needs my cooperation for the ritual, however reluctantly given,” Dazai put in, leaning harder against Yosano’s side. He was still looking gray-faced and exhausted. “So he’s been trying to get leverage against me in order to force me to go along with his wishes.” He paused, and shot Chuuya a careless yet apologetic glance. “I’m afraid that’s why he went after you.”

#I have been having a Weird art time and also I’ve been rereading howl AU chapters to make sure I’m not forgetting any loose threads #so clearly the solution was to draw a howl AU scene alskdjfjf #howl’s moving castle au #bsd #my art #bsd chuuya #bsd dazai #bungou stray dogs #soukoku #skk

[ferociouslycreativemystery]

Finally finished washing, mending, ironing and polishing my thrift store finds, so please behold my first ever cosplay 😁

I got two pairs of shoes, one men's pair which is more worn but fits the cosplay better, and a unisex one that I just absolutely adore for everyday wear as well!

#apparently you can iron out creases from leather shoes! #had to bury some loose threads around the 'pocket' welts and buttons of the waistcoat too #otherwise the clothes are in great shape :) #and they fit like a glove :D though the coat doesn't quite agree with sliding over cotton shirts #still looking for a bowtie I'll be happy with #maddie's go tag #good omens #the shoes looked nowhere near as good when I got them (very cheap) #but that's the thing with leather: a bit of care and it's as good as new! #I'll be getting shoe blocks to keep them going for many years to come #no face cause this angle is not flattering for someone who has no chin (and unwashed hair) 😂 #cosplay #aziraphale

[moonrvsh]

forbidden fruit

#danganronpa #ndrv3 #shuichi saihara #kaede akamatsu #saimatsu #danganronpa v3 #drv3 #my art #daily shu doodle #day 11 :] #loosely based off the bible story! though i took some creative liberties #to make it fit v3’s ch1 #snake is just there to represent lies and temptation as always #the apple still somewhat represents knowledge #though in the original story both people ate the apple #in this art. only kaede does #shuichi has it bc he had the same opportunities/chances as kaede (if not more) to murder #and the red thread of fate! #strung on kaedes neck bc. der flohwalzer. #i like to think of it as #its bc of their mutual trust that kaede attempted to kill #had shuichi never told her ab the mastermind idea kaede wouldnt have done it #had kaede never entrusted the trial to shuichi he wouldnt have developed nearly as much #their relationship n their fate r so deeply intertwined #u cant discuss one of them w/o discussing the other #love em!

[thebramblewood]

You mean you don't show affection for your one and only brother by repeatedly throwing the love of his life's tragic fate in his face?

Featuring a very tiny cameo by @moonfromearth's Veronica!

Previous / Next

Caleb: You look… refreshed.

Lilith: Yes. Thankfully, Veronica’s supply hit the spot. [appraising glare] I could say the same to you. I can smell her stink from over here.

Caleb: [momentarily alarmed] Whose?

Lilith: [rolls eyes] Don’t play dumb, Caleb. That spellcaster bitch! I can always tell when you’ve been gallivanting around the Realm.

Caleb: I’m sorry. Do I need your permission to visit a friend?

Lilith: Of course not. I just don’t know why you still bother. The only thing you two ever had in common has been a literal pile of ashes for years.

Caleb: I’m not talking about this with you now - or possibly ever again.

Lilith: Oh, she got you all riled up. [shouting] I know you’re hiding something! You’ve drawn an iron curtain across your thoughts, but I’ll tear it down eventually. I always do!

#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 story #ts4 story #simblr #story: hzid #i allowed myself one very lazy photo set after all the work i put into the last few #back to helena for a bit now but there are a few loose threads we'll be tying up eventually... #though i am going to take a short break to work on a couple other things first (i think) #lilith vatore #caleb vatore

[carolperkinsexgirlfriend]

Steddie Upside-Down AU Part 39.5

(this takes place just before their first day back to school after the events of season one)

They slip out of the trailer. 

The park is just waking up around them, a few birds chirping, Mr. Robinson’s car starting up as he drives to work. One of their older neighbors must have fallen asleep with the television on – he can hear its static blaring all the way out here. 

It makes a shiver run up his spine. That almost familiar, eerie sound that resonates through a Demogorgon’s call.

But, the sun is shining and Steve’s safe and whole and warm at his side. So, he brushes it off, skipping over to the passenger side of the van and holds it open for Steve with a bow. 

Steve rolls his eyes, but there’s no more desperation bleeding into his expression. He’s like a caged bird, freed. He even settles his fingers daintily into Eddie’s flourished out hand, like he’s a maiden being helped into a carriage. 

Eddie closes the door once all of Steve’s limbs are in and accounted for, and damn near skips around the front of the van and flings himself into the driver’s seat. 

Dio blares out of his speakers when he turns the key until Steve reaches over to turn the dial down. Eddie tries to pout about it but the edges of his mouth keep turning up.

Steve’s slumped over in the passenger seat, arms crossed as he lolls his head sideways against the headrest to glare over at Eddie. “You’re really not going to tell me where we’re going?”

“It’s a surprise.” He bites his lip against a grin as Steve huffs and rolls his head the other direction to glare out his window. 

Eddie taps his fingers to the quiet beat of the song, blood sizzling with anticipation. 

It’s a short drive, made longer by the careful way he’s stopping and starting, taking each turn ten below his usual. There’s precious cargo barely on the mend in here, and he won’t risk damaging it any more.

He pulls into an empty parking space, easing his foot onto the break. There’s only one other car in the lot, but the open sign in the front window of the diner is lit up. It’s a lurid red, but Eddie’s willing to forgive it.

“This is the surprise?” Steve asks. He’s not glaring anymore, but he’s looking doubtfully out of the windshield, eyebrows raised as he eyes the diner’s front door like he’s never seen it before. “Breakfast?”

Eddie reaches over to pinch his side – softly, gently – until Steve laughs that honking pig laugh that Eddie loves so much and has so rarely heard.

“You don’t remember?” Eddie asks, teasing. “You said you’d kill for some bacon, and now you don’t even want to go in?”

There’s something fathomless in Steve’s eyes as he finally looks over at Eddie. It makes heat pool in Eddie’s gut, sinking into him until he’s aflame. He wants to scoop out Steve’s brain, figure out what’s ticking away in there. He wants to rip out one of Steve’s eyelashes and make a wish. 

“I remember,” Steve murmurs, looking up into Eddie’s eyes. 

He still looks sallow and tired, but there’s a rudy pink blooming on his cheeks by the time Eddie rounds the van again to open his door. He doesn’t hold out his hand this time, but Steve still settles his fingers onto Eddie’s shoulder and uses it to lever himself up and out.

Eddie rushes back around to lock the van. Steve doesn’t wait for him, but he holds the door open wide to let Eddie in. There’s a little bell dangling off the handle that jingles under Steve’s shaky grip. 

Eddie hurries in. 

The waitress moves at her usual sleepy pace, calling out a quiet, “mornin’”, as she heads over to their chosen booth with unnecessary menus. 

Her eyes widen when she catches sight of Steve’s state, but she doesn’t comment, just takes their orders and walks away without writing anything down.

They settle into sleepy silence. 

Eddie’s breath stutters in his lungs when he feels Steve’s foot hook atop his under the booth. He taps the toes of his boot three times against Steve’s tennis shoe and smiles across at him.

The cook must be raring to go because it takes less than ten minutes for their waitress to round the partition, arms laden with dishes piled high with food. 

Eddie’d followed Steve’s lead, so there’s two of everything. The pancakes are fluffy, squares of butter melting at their centers, sides of warmed maple syrup just waiting to be poured. The hashbrowns are greasy and crip on the outside, soft on the center.

The bacon’s bubbling with fat, edges crisp, steam still rising from its surface. Fresh off the griddle. Eddie skewers a piece on his fork. He thrusts it up toward the middle of the table, nudging Steve’s sneaker repeatedly.

“What?” 

“A toast!” Eddie calls, beaming across at Steve when he finally gets with the program and raises his own fork and its dangling bacon. Eddie clinks their forks together. Fat drops in fat drops down onto the previously clean table. “To fresh starts!”

Steve brings his fork down to his mouth and takes a huge bite, closing his eyes in apparent ecstasy. “To good bacon.”

“And a monster free life.”

“And staying right-side-up.”

“Here, here!” Eddie cries, ignoring the way the waitress is glaring at the mess and ruckus their making. 

Because Steve’s smiling down at his food, taking big, savoring bites. The edges of the morning have been sanded down. 

Besides, it’s only fair. All Eddie had wanted when he got out was to hug Uncle Wayne, and he had. Steve doesn’t have a Wayne, so if he wants bacon, he gets bacon.

Eddie’d make sure of it, for as long as Steve will let him.

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#realized while editing that Steve had said his greatest wish during truth or dare was to get bacon at the diner and then they just never go? #anyway. added this! #my fic #steddie upsidedown au #anyway. not the update everyone wanted probably but honestly i found a COUPLE loose threads while editing so i'll probably make my way #all the way through before finishing the end. to make sure there aren't any more that I actually care about

[otrtbs]

when i finish the dinner fic i am gonna need someone to read it in its entirety and dissect it for the smallest plot holes before i post it …

#how scary #but it won’t work unless all the threads are not loose ! #i don’t want any “’why did evan say this and then it’s never talked abt again’ moments #yk? #tdf

[143htg]

of red thread related sketches, mild nudity below

Aubrey on the other hand has gotten ill

a bit corny. in the actual scene he's creepily silent, maybe just thinking stuff. Doesn't even bother dragging the body around, leaves it here and goes away, however it's fun thinking how he would drag it, especially since he's pretty physically weak. I wanted to say all bark no bite but actually he does bite, maybe the damage is just less of what he wants to achieve, at least without a tool

About nudity I think it's pretty the way one doesn't really care about exposing oneself, accidentally or not, in the heat of the moment. He's trying to kill someone, I don't think he cares about his nightwear slipping down

Her and Basil are the same in some way, or at least this is what Basil is pushing her to be

sick and sicker

#omori #omori fanart #omori game #omori basil #omori au #omori aubrey #omori of red thread au #night intimate clothing is so loose sometimes #don't really enjoy putting it around at home #however rt basil would use it just because it's cute #and comfy too to a certain extent #I like drawing bodies a lot

[thatgirlonstage]

man the way Magnus entrusted his relic to Jack and June because they were good people with rustic hospitality and it turned an entire town into a place of betrayal and coups and distrust and finally an inescapably looping nightmare for years where death was perpetually an hour away and the way that the town was ultimately saved with kindness to animals through reuniting the purple worm with her children and the self-sacrifice of the town's self-appointed protector

and the way Merle's relic took love that had bloomed from rivalry and twisted it into a desperate need to prove oneself capable and better, to become unto a god, the way it drove Sloane to run away from everyone she cared about rather than reach out to them for help, and the way it was only stopped with peacemaking, with reaching back for her still when all hope seemed lost, with Hurley leaping headfirst into silverpoint knowing full well she would be killed but doing it because she cared about the person inside even at her worst, even when she was irredeemable, even when no one else would think to find anything human left in there at all

and the way Taako's relic was put to the use of science and exploration and used, for a while, successfully, but with too much greed, with too much selfishness, with too much focus on Maureen and Lucas's goals and too little trust of other people's word on how dangerous these relics are, the way it ultimately became the tool of a creature trying to claw its way back to the life and loved ones it knew and had lost, a creature that had long since lost its sense of self, that had merged with others just to survive, and the way familial love was necessary to stop it, the way Lucas got to his worst out of love of his mother and the desperation to do anything to get her back, the way he got brought back to his senses by that same love and the realization of how badly he'd failed her, the way he was still an untrustworthy dick at the end but they let him go anyway and he came back when it mattered

the way Lup's relic was locked away for a decade and ultimately uncovered and reactivated by Gundran's desperate desire to reclaim what once belonged to his family, the way it was not stopped, the way the loss of Phandalin haunts the narrative, a reminder of failure and of people the boys couldn't save

the way Davenport's relic gets caught up in a game of smoke and mirrors while on the harsh time limit of the end of a journey, the way part of Jenkins' ploy is that he seems utterly unthreatening, the way Hudson's death and the loss of his head in particular is practically collateral damage, the way the train could not be saved but this time the people were

the way Barry's relic is in the hands of two liches who are very obvious and intentional foils to him and Lup, but even more than that, the way it's so buried in the suffering of losing everything that makes you yourself, over and over and over and over and over, the way Wonderland is designed to make you eventually dependent on this cycle of loss just to stay alive, the way it's only beaten by changing the rules of the game

and of course the way Lucretia's relic stays glued to her side, the emblem and reason for her loneliness, isolating her in a bubble of her own making, until, of course, she lets her family back in, and as raw and painful a reunion as it is, as it has to be, because you can't stay safe from your mistakes forever, the seven of them together find the solution she could not find alone

#taz #taz: balance #i am drawing narrative parallels in the sand #some of these. particularly the later ones. are obviously intentional #but some of them definitely WEREN'T and yet they work so beautifully anyway #sometimes you don't know what story you're telling until you've finished it #and you look back and find it isn't all just loose threads trailing behind you #you have in fact woven them together even if you didn't realize it

[the-gay-overlord66]

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