Reyven’s Cove

Ayo! I’m Rey I’m a minor n I use they/it/neos, tma, toh and natm people come shout at me

[evilpsychologist-deactivated202]

insane how many people just have these incredible artists in their families who get no recognition outside of crocheting circles because this art form is devalued for its association with women

[traceofexistence]

in my country, the word for crocheting, is used metaphorically, to compliment a surgeon’s work.

every AFAB person my mother’s age and older, had practiced this craft at one point on another.

My mom has made literal paintings, that decorate our house for years (I’ll come back with pictures when I visit next) you can only see that they are crocheting when you go very close.

[traceofexistence]

as promised here’s my mom’s crocheting “paintings”

There is another one but it had been stored many years ago, (i remember it from my childhood) and sadly it is probably damaged by mold, it depicted wild horsed running in nature 

[drogonea]

@snazzy-hats-and-adhd

[ladytemeraire]

HOLY SHIT THE COLORWORK?????

[tempusreyven]

THIS IS GORGEOUS

[bunnymoonart]

💜 Novias! 💜

[tempusreyven]

Omg them

[lilboreddev-blog]

reblog if your name isn't Amanda.

[thatblackwatchdouche-blog-blog]

2,121,566 people are not Amanda and counting!

We’ll find you Amanda.

[iceslushii]

this has almost 11 million notes what is this

[yiffmaster]

I’ve never seen this post once in 10 years on this site

[llsilvertail]

@hellsite-hall-of-fame

I’ve never even heard of this before tho??? Wtf??????????

[computationalcalculator]

oh my god, I didn’t think there were any surviving versions of this post left

For those who weren’t around in the Deep Lore times, this is one of the relics of the editable post era. This post has THE SINGLE HIGHEST NOTES of ANY post on this site, bar none, but with more than a dozen variations. Every single post you’ve ever seen with more than 3 million notes has been a different version of this one.

This is the “Dean’s Gym Shorts” post. This is the Flubber post. This is the original “Reblog if you support gay people” post. it was ALL of them. before half the site got nuked, it had even more notes than it has now - at one point, well over 15 million, and that was years ago.

This, with no exaggeration, is the ONE TRUE heritage post

[sm-baby]

making thibgs... to send people

[spooksier]

the people deserve to know my random tma headcanons

- melanie and jon are the exact same height. it pisses both of them off. 

- daisy is the oldest archival assistant, she doesn’t tell anybody her birthday tho (except basira)

- tim has a nose ring, dont argue he just does 

- tim and sasha pretended to get engaged to get free food from restaurants more than once 

- melanie and jon have the same birthday. it pisses both of them off.

- jon steals everybody’s laundry and has worn at least one item of everybody’s clothes 

- martin’s crush didn’t start until after mag22, jon’s started after martin told him about his cv 

- jon is literally incapable of standing still

- elias made his bet with peter in ep100 

- something in my heart and in my soul is so certain that jon lied about how many statements he took during his intervention 

[spooksier]

back at it again

- jon was the type of kid that wore skirts over jeans

- melanie has a moth tattoo in honor of her dad (and jon is canon associated with moth imagery. if they knew this it’d piss them both off) 

- i dont know why jongeorgie broke up. but i know it was definitely jon’s fault.

- jon and georgie are each other’s emergency contact

- barely even a headcanon but jon and martin kissed before the unknowing and we all know it

- jon going grey early is his web mark manifesting <3

- the archives react whenever jon gets hurt, like if jon gets a papercut or something, a lightbulb burns out somewhere in the stacks 

- tim taught jon how to tie a tie 

- jon always looks like he’s staring at you if you look at him from the corner of your eye

[errorryx]

go to sleep silly billy (hypocrite)

absolutely not i have unlocked higher brain function

[tempusreyven]

breaking news, local idiots have met on the other plane of existence (insomnia wake), what happens next is shocking

[errorryx]

it's literally 50/50 RIGHT NOW. this is UNACCEPTABLE. please just let him get through the first round please he doesn't fucking deserve to go down like this

GO VOTE

[tempusreyven]

Wooooh yeah go help error

[ymutate]

[cirrusinside]

@tempusreyven you and me meet up in here and sit in the drafts of sunlight and eat fruit and every time one of us speaks it reverberates everywhere to remind us all we are is poetry and harmonics when?

[tempusreyven]

@iggy-iggerson say less I’m grabbing shrinking potions and trekking over rn open your door

[superdogbiter]

Do you still sleep with a stuffed animal?

Yes

No

I used to

Voting ended onFeb 13, 2023

If yes or used to please say in the tags whats it's name,what animal it is and how old it is"

[tempusreyven]

Always

[sexywomanotd]

Ender Dragon (Minecraft) vs. Eda Clawthorne (The Owl House)

Ender Dragon

Eda Clawthorne

Voting ended onJan 30, 2023

[a-frog-in-a-bog]

article here

[diligently-metastasizing]

I love the online queer community, but y'all genuinely have to stop making EVERYTHING about you

[a-frog-in-a-bog]

[tempusreyven]

Not your circus not your monkeys this is not about you kindly fuck off for the issue at hand 🫶

[a-frog-in-a-bog]

article here

[diligently-metastasizing]

I love the online queer community, but y'all genuinely have to stop making EVERYTHING about you

[ionomycin]

Still not strong enough

[tempusreyven]

Surprised my mommy issue poems aren’t my most popular

[tempusreyven]

Teacups and corpses

There is a ghost living in my house,

I think I’ve mourned her a couple thousand times,

While she’s walking around, asking me to play Strauss,

And I wonder if I’m a prisoner, paying for my crimes.

I ask her if she wants a cup of tea,

While she takes over the place,

And it sounds like a plea,

For anything to fill all the empty space.

She goes to sleep, waking on a whisper,

I’ve been walking around, dead,

Hoping a don’t even manage a whimper,

To avoid morning, her corpse, another bullet in her head.

But really, if we’re being sincere,

I have forever been watching a person decay,

Yet still, I’m sitting here,

Playing Strauss for a corpse,

Worn and grey.

[tempusreyven]

A lost prayer

I have a bled out eulogy,

Stretched on a side of a6,

The words are uneven, lines forgotten,

Small.

There is a eulogy,

It is sitting on a table,

Chipped, with stains and

Yesterdays dinner.

There is a woman at the table…

Was a woman on the table,

I can’t see her,

Sitting somewhere in my head,

Smaller.

I am writing out a eulogy,

It is not working,

I hang the lines along with

the washing,

Hoping the paper stays dry,

For at least another four sentences, they are punctuated. Cut—

—By a daughter - two:

6 and 11…

naive.

She puts her uniform

on the mountain by the washing

and the eulogy,

She is standing by a woman,

Smudged, scribbled.

I have a eulogy in my hand.

It goes in the breast pocket of my blazer,

Where it can’t be damaged in the washing.

There is a woman folding clothes,

She is greying and young,

And I have her eulogy in hand,

Clearing the table for the hundredth time,

waiting to say hello, mum.