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@celestialgreen
Former musicologist. A little obsessed with games, cats, horror, and witchcraft. Chaotic bisexual. Incredible bibliophile. Disabled, ADHD, two parts wholesome cinnamon roll and two parts macabre little weirdo. She/he/they. (Art by StinaMarie).
As a part of my continuing quest to offer palette cleansers to this shit box of a world, everyone look at Apollo! He's the best floof boy to ever exist.
This one from Carter Wilson (tag him if you know him) has a great descrip of the book, too!
@jenngivhan.bsky.social's THE SLEEPING SISTERS has a shit-ton of blurbs that I can't even fit on this post. But it's struggling, despite being a novel of deep and endless magic. Pre-order today to keep this entrancing folkloric horror alive. (PS: of course I'm sharing the blurbs in the comments!)
These are my babies: Luna, Apollo, and Persephone (called Persie.) Read the alt text and I'll tell you all about them!
My poor Luna scratched her sutures open, so now she gets to wear a cone AND a onesie. I'm sure she thinks we're punishing her. But even as I write this, she's climbing into my arms, wanting comfort.* *I sent this to my friend, who said "she's the cutest little flashlight!" and this is correct.
It's this sweet girl's sixth birthday today! Her name is Persie.
It's hard enough keeping my shit straight with the world being what it is right now, but my precious Luna, y'all. She's been having the world's worst allergy attack, and nothing we do helps. Now the vet is concerned that something entirely different is wrong. My heart can't take this.
I don't have anything useful to say today. But the world is shit and my cats are gorgeous, sweet, and funny. (All the info is in the alt text. Read the alt text.)
Immigrant Rapid Response Fund, donated for $250. Thanks, Brennan. For everything.
Tonight, to celebrate nothing at all, my wife and I made peanut butter chocolate cookies. The recipe called for less flour and an extra egg yolk, to make the texture gooey, and it really worked. My portions continue to be suspect; I overcorrected and made 19 instead of 15. I'm still having fun.
New Year's baking experiment: soft pretzels. And y'all, they were incredible. Served with a spicy cheese sauce. Happy 2026, everyone. May we all have the courage not only to persevere, but to try new things, and to find ways to thrive against the odds.
For those of you who don't know what goatheads are, they're little thorns created by Satan to puncture feet. They propagate via pain and violence. Just like JKR.
I came across this in my reading today. I can’t decide if I love it or hate it, but either way — iconic. Thoughts? #horrorsky #booksky
I baked a pumpkin cake from scratch today. My first ever. As you can see, I got distracted when dashing it with cinnamon, and the edible gold dust came out like a goddamn fire hose. Everyone will be shitting glitter until New Year. But anything worth doing is worth doing badly.
This is HUGE for a girl who's mostly unable to try anything new because of executive dysfunction and burnt-out-gifted-child-bullshit. But I decided to practice what I've been preaching on here: to create something, even if it's bad. Here's how they turned out:
40 this year, and feeling more comfortable in my vessel than maybe I ever have. (And I'm definitely the hot one of my sisters.) I am finally myself, finally out of fucks to give about being who I am. And when I, at least, reach my crone years, may the gods have mercy on all our souls.
I literally just introduced my wife to Pixel-Stitch and said "can you do this scene for me?"
My friend Kat decided they needed something to do with their hands. So they took up whittling. They made this as their first project. Isn't it gorgeous? We need to make things with our hands. We need to be creative, to toss aside AI and just fill the world with who WE are. Be like Kat.
Persie approves of my copy of Isabel Cañas’ THE POSSESSION OF ALBA DIAZ. (And y’all, she just put her paw reassuringly on my leg. Squeeeeee) #cats #horrorsky
I embroidered this by hand! Someday I'll do it again, and incorporate all the techniques I've learned since the original. (I'd show the project I'm working on right now, but it sort of looks like a vulva atm.)
How about a compromise? It's not the hottest picture of @celestialblue.bsky.social but it's got my favorite calico in it, so her hotness is tempered by Persie's cuteness! (Read the alt-text.)
Oh hey! My little town had its Pride Parade today. My wife helped out and had a great time. I couldn't go (my body hates me today) but they had a great turnout for the parade and festival! And then we have a drag show tonight! So of course, when my wife got home, she adorned Luna in Pride gear.
“No Kings, Mommy!” —Apollo (My wife then had to chase him all over the living room with the flag in his mouth.)
I'm kind of between books right now? I have a stack sitting beside me on the couch, and theoretically I'm supposed to choose one today. But The Depression has me and it's hard to take pleasure in things, even reading. Fuck it. I picked up Daisy Pearce's SOMETHING IN THE WALLS. Going for it.
Look at that floof monster!!! THAT TUMMY. I'm reminded of the video (from someone whose name I don't remember, sorry) that said "if you're not huffing your cat, what are you even doing?" Just bury your face in their fur and breathe it in. Here's my floof monster for tax.
I embroidered this handkerchief for a friend, and wove a spell to protect them while they travel. (They love to live minimally and use the savings to travel the world.) Only 14 more hankies to make. #craftsky
My little black cat, Luna, is just the best kitty. I've been having a terrible day. Five solid minutes of her crooning to her toy mouse as loudly as she can, putting it in her mouth and dropping it at my feet? My heart is melted, and all is right with the world. Thanks, little girl. #cats