iiinova — where your digital self keeps evolving

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

me: I am TRYING to work here! cat: But what if you were not trying to work here?

my brown and white tabby cat sitting on a piece of paper which is on a blue cutting mat on the floor in a patch of sunlight.

061

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

supplies you need to sew a book: - thread - needle - linen tape - cat - beeswax - scissors

My grey cat seen from behind, sitting on a green cutting mat with the supplies listed in the post scattered around him.

050

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

making stuff and doing things for the first time this year

a stack of three sewn textblocks sitting on my grey green desk, tapes and strings all loose and untidied

090

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 24/08/2026

Yesterday I told myself I could only buy things from the art supply store if they were paper. Friends, I am not getting a good grade at this.

seven grey lino blocks, one pink lino block and a sakura micron pen sit on my green desk

150

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 24/07/2026

The important thing about yesterday is that I did not steal three puffins even though I could have.

Three puffins sitting on a rock overlooking the ocean. One is standing tall, the others are more tucked down.

A couple of puffins walking across the grass. One of them has a piece of downy feather in its beak.

3101

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 08/07/2026

a while ago I posted a list of novels and asked you all to weigh in and then I read none of them. Well, now I am finally sitting outside a campground laundromat, waiting for my laundry to dry and fending off one single determined horsefly and about to open this:

The front cover of the first volume of Nanchan by Tang Juqing featuring two men in hanfu embracing.

160

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 11/06/2026

#wipwednesday I have been having a whole block about getting any writing of any kind done. The exception is apparently lesbians #wenzhou but only when writing on my phone.

Once, while Zishu was still dying and Wen Kexing was spiralling about it for like, the fifth time and Zishu was mad at her for it because she's already dead and look how well it worked for her and maybe she should stop catastrophicizing, Zishu made the mistake of saying that out loud and Wen Kexing disappeared for three days.

When she came back she was like a real human person. Her feet always touched the ground. Her eyes were a consistent colour. She was exactly as tall as she was, no more, no less. She walked through doors like a person and never entered a room without permission.

140

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 09/06/2026

we don't usually see each other's headers, quote post with yours. rocks, wet

close up of wet rocks and strings of seagrass

130

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 08/06/2026

The other day I asked a bunch of you what to read next and then I remembered that I was halfway through Mr Melancholy Wants to Live a Peaceful Life, so I'm going to finish that first. This book has some of the funniest descriptions of sex I have ever read in my life.

“All right,” You Zhengping answered quietly. Putting his arms around Yu Hua’s neck, he said, “I’ve worked two days and two nights in a row. My superior has given us three days off. So…should we exercise?”

They were both deeply devoted to exercise. Once they started, they lost track of time, dizzily going through hundreds of push-ups and stretching the insides, outsides, fronts, and backs of their leg muscles. After the exercise, they were wiped out. You Zhengping went right to sleep.

Having worked it all out, You Zhengping wasn’t sad anymore. Sitting at the dining table holding his face in his hands and watching Yu Hua being busy in the kitchen, his heart was full of their little home.

Actually, a Protector’s physique really was a good thing. He had spent all morning in excessive exercise, but his back didn’t feel tired at all. The small muscle strains and abrasions from the exercise had healed completely within a few minutes. There was absolutely no need to worry about not being able to get out of bed.

Back when he had been unable to control his special ability, he had worried that if he took the lead in exercise, he would hurt Yu Hua, so he had quietly lain there unmoving, letting Yu Hua help him stretch.

As they had spent more time together, they had gotten used to this method of exercise. Even though You Zhengping could control his special ability now, he was still too lazy to take the lead.

And Yu Hua was fit. During exercise, he was always powerful and precise. You Zhengping could only keep up with the intensity of his exercise because he was a Protector. If he were to take the lead, he wouldn’t be able to do as good a job as Yu Hua.

030

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 28/05/2026

Buying epic poetry for my 12yo like a normal parent.

Cover of the Odyssey translated by Emily Wilson.

290

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 14/05/2026

I'm still here, still reading book. (It's taking me so long because I am also reading many other books too.) But please do enjoy me and my screaming seagull emoji feelings again. THESE GUYS.

“Just bear with it, I’ll keep you company as you take it.” Xuan Ji rubbed his cheek with the tip of his nose, voice tender as the distant chirping of birds. All the while, his hands buckled Sheng Lingyuan’s four limbs down and smoothed over Sheng Lingyuan’s spasming fingers, “After all, it probably won’t hurt as much as when you gouged it out back then, right?”
Sheng Lingyuan immediately understood just what was pouring into his chest: “You…”

“Is it any wonder, when you were on the pedestrian bridge just then, I could penetrate your unparalleled blindfold method to find you?” Xuan Ji gently lifted Sheng Lingyuan’s hair and pressed several feather-light kisses to his ear. His breaths, however, were hurried and brief, like a dangerous beast playing bratty, “Your Majesty, you forgot, your heart is still on my body~”

110

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 13/05/2026

What if pineapples were square and terribly drawn.

eight square, green, pineapple images stamped on a green post-it nite

250

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 16/04/2026

The way they both have overlapping selections of memories and different overlapping sections of context for those memories is so gooooood.

“Who’s a red-feathered chicken! Even if I am poultry, I must be a rainbow-colored pheasant! Pei!… I was almost led away by you, tell me who’s a chicken!”
He kept annoying him and making noise, pressing his Majesty to change his name. Being compelled to share a field of view with him, His Majesty was shaken dizzy by him until at last he was forced to relent: “Your sword inscription was carved when you were born, how can I change it? How about we just change your nickname to the character ‘Ji’, alright? Like the Xuanji stars in the sky, how’s that for dignified?”
You once said that I was like the Xuanji stars in the sky.

120

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 14/04/2026

This is what always happens, I get distracted and forget to post while reading. Anyway I am absolutely loving what Priest is doing here with the puzzle piece memories and messy protagonists.

It wouldn’t tread stories that were heard elsewhere, nor would it tread the joys and sorrows from a book or play. Naturally, it also wouldn’t tread ancestors’ inheritance—not even a wordless book.
In other words, he was just brushing up on… That memory of always following at Sheng Lingyuan’s side and sharing His Majesty’s five sensory organs and six senses, it wasn’t some inheritance of the heavenly demon sword spirit.
It was his own memory.

120

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 07/04/2026

did another eraser stamp while I was watching the astronauts do moon things

Multiple iterations of a stamp carved out of an eraser in the shape of a whole moon and a crescent moon stamped in green ink

051

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

I continue to screaming seagull emoji at this. LAYERS AND LAYERS.

This one lesson taught Sheng Lingyuan not to show his feelings of joy or anger, that his seven emotional states could not be shown on his face. From then on, except for with the sword spirit who was connected with his mind, he never again exposed his likes and dislikes—until he obtained absolute power and ruled the world.

221

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 02/04/2026

I am very very invested in the Gu Yuexi - Yan Qiushan - Zhichun situation. I neeeeeed to know more.

Zhichun’s blade was quite sharp and his nature was quite warm, but he was also quite sensitive. After an obvious display of might using his sabre wind to sever the rope from thirty meters away, there was a period where he was unable to check her pulse due to the shaking of his hands. Thinking she was dead, he nearly cried. Later on, ‘scaring Zhichun to tears’ became a bit in Wind God. Each time a new recruit came in, they wouldn’t know the story behind it, but hearing this bit, they’d believe she must be really tough.

220

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 01/04/2026

More #lhjc things. We're digging into the lore now. I love.

In the olden days, kids were like chickens that hadn’t been quarantined. Today they could look pretty sturdy, but tomorrow they’d only give a hint before dying off. Each year older, and their chances in

120

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 28/03/2026

I do not know how to explain this, except to say this is NOT my personal decor style at all, but at the same time if someone said "Would you like an ostentatious giant elephant armchair in green?", I would accept it immediately and gleefully.

110

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 28/03/2026

I am absolutely screaming about this in my head. Screaming seagull emoji if I was yelling to you on discord about this.

A cold light flashed on the blade. On the handle of the knife, a string of Shaman script appeared.
Aluojin looked at the knife in disbelief: “This is… The first time I took my people…… out of Dongchuan…… I stole it from my father…… to keep the peace and drive away evil…… Ge……”
I gave it to you.

120

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 27/03/2026

hah! This is absolutely hilarious. I love this book.

screenshot text:

“No way, I must have misheard, You just said, my sword,” Xuan Ji gesticulated with both his arms, “This wide, used for cutting people down, that… sword, is Your ‘skeleton’? Like… left behind after death…”
Sheng Lingyuan nodded dully: “Corpse skeleton.”
“Then what am I?” Xuan Ji’s voice changed pitch slightly, “A sexy and carefree limited-edition urn?”

130

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 27/03/2026

Bought myself a little tree to play bonsai on as a gift for my brain today.

A small green conifer in a black pot. Surrounding the plant are a number of brown dried leaves and a yellow broom.

050

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 26/03/2026

This is not what I usually think of as the function of a vacuum cleaner. 😂

text in the screenshot:

length of hair was the same. But, he got the feeling that there was just something different between this person and the demon in Chiyuan.
The one in the Chiyuan hospital had been blown to dust before his eyes, not even a vacuum cleaner could put his body together again. On the other hand… that Chi

120

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 25/03/2026

Forget strange women lying in ponds distributing magic swords. Try growing one from your own spine instead. #lhjc #烈火浇愁

This sword was his natal sword which had grown in his spine and came out whenever he summoned it. After killing his enemy, it would automatically ‘return to its sheath’ in his spine. This sword had a fairly reclusive temperament, unwilling to be seen by just anyone… But why hadn’t it returned to his back this time around?

130

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 23/03/2026

thanks! (the bats are illegal and also suck blood)

frozen solid. Xuan Ji, who had just finished strolling through the night market, just so happened to shuffle across in his slippers. He sat at the side to watch for a while until he finished eating two jin[3] of crayfish with relish. When he finished, he wiped his mouth, and with a snap of his fingers, summoned a big fireball, cooking up a dish of simmer-fried bats on the spot[4]… as well as burning half of Captain Xiao’s handso

[4] Author’s note: Simmer-fried bats should not be eaten.

120

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 13/03/2026

I've been making cool little stamps out of erasers to inflict on any friend who was foolish enough to give me access to their address.

A boba tea stamp made from an eraser and prints showing it's carving progress on a post-it.

carving process on a post it of a jellyfish stamp carved from an eraser

a wobbly pagoda stamp carved from an eraser and two prints made from that stamp

hockey stick and hockey puck stamp prints from a stamp made with an eraser

151

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 03/03/2026

A little while ago I ordered a 30-pack of white erasers to use as stamps only I didn't check the size of the erasers and they're all so smol! Did a quick freehand spiral on one this morning. Very fun.

Small white plastic eraser wrapped in blue paper held in my hand.

small white plastic eraser wrapped in blue paper on a cutting mat showing it is about 1.5 inches long

An eraser stamp carved into a spiral and inked in green sitting beside six stamped images made from it on a cardboard box

030

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 18/02/2026

2. Bolivia Norte by Edmundo Paz Soldán translated by Valerie Miles A set of three narratives linked by the theme of crossing the Mexico/US border. The prose was decent enough, but the three stories didn't really have anything to do with each other even when they tried but somehow didn't...

The cover of Norte by Edmundo Paz Soldán. It's yellow with black text and the image of a railway running up the centre.

100

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 17/02/2026

Pass it along! Let's see your pfp in its full sized glory. Just a little desert guy!

A jerboa standing on it's hind legs in the sand.

150

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 15/02/2026

Still mad that pulling myself out of a depressive rut involves actually pulling myself out of the depressive rut and not just languishing till it goes away. BUT. I am making things again maybe? This is going to be a book of one of my favourite fics of all time, and one for the author too.

A stack of loose papers seen mostly edge on. One of them is blue.

150

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 09/02/2026

He's a little bloody, but @bladedweapons.bsky.social reminded me of this Qin Hao recently, so I pass him on to you.

Qin Hao in a vest, leather holster and rolled up sleeves. He has a stream of blood running down his face and it looks really good on him.

130

kat (rainisfallingdown)🐀 @rainisfallingdown.bsky.social · 08/02/2026

Went for a hike today but my heel was acting up which meant I limped which fucked up my back which meant I slipped on slippery beach rocks and landed on my knee, fucking it up. Which meant I was immobile most of the afternoon. Yikes. But the view was worth it.

Grey stone beach with a high rock and a cluster of trees on it.

281