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Extremely rare woman's tie in muslin embroidered with blue flowers and branches. Shaped with Ariadne's thread covered with sky blue silk. Identical choker closed by a hook.
1832-1833
I can’t figure out what “Ariadne's thread” means here— it’s a sewing technique?? A brand or type of thread??
It's whatever is around the outside. I'm assuming a thin cord, or perhaps wire? And then it's wrapped in sky blue silk.
April 1: Smile
Day 1 of April Hinny microfics! @hinnymicrofic
He’s happier this year.
Of course, the bar for such a thing isn’t terribly difficult to clear, given how bloody miserable Harry had been the year before, but still. He is. Happier.
She’d mentioned it to Dean once, in passing, and regretted it immediately. He’d asked her probing questions like what do you mean and why do you mention it and she couldn’t give him proper answers, especially when the question he really wanted the answer to was why did you notice.
“Forget it,” she had snapped, only he didn’t and neither did she.
He jokes more easily, in the Common Room, at meals, during Quidditch practice. With her. They’d always found the same things funny; she’d clung to that when she was stupid and eleven.
Now that she’s stupid and fifteen, it clings to her instead. Her eyes seek him out whenever Ron says something ridiculous, when Hermione recommends different colored ink to color-code her notes, when Cormac McLaggen swaggers by. They share a look that asks did you see that and how could I not and she soon realizes that the world is twice as funny with a private audience of two.
“--you should really finish that essay, Harry, you’re already behind from the hospital wing and–”
“Should I?” Harry says mildly, barely looking up from clipping the twigs off his broomstick. “Snape is in mourning, he won’t have the time to grade essays.”
Hermione gives him an unimpressed sort of look. “In mourning?”
“Yep,” Harry says with a snip of his scissors. “He paid off McLaggen to murder me, he’ll be sulking that I only cracked my skull.”
Ginny snorts into her tea, and Harry meets her eye with a smirk that sends her stomach into an inappropriate freefall.
Zacharias Smith pays an unwelcome visit to the Gryffindor table at dinner to gloat about Gryffindor’s defeat. Harry clenches his jaw, and Ginny pretends that isn’t the reason that she shouts, “Oi, Smith. Perhaps we can plant McLaggen on the pitch for all of your matches, because maiming the other team is the only way you’ll catch the snitch on your own.”
Smith retorts something stupid, and Ginny rolls her eyes and says, “Go gloat at your own table before I hex you.”
Harry meets her eye and they exchange that little smile, what a git and that was good and his jaw isn’t clenched anymore.
“What a git,” Dean says, and Ginny nods, feeling inexplicably irritated by the comment. She’d already said that, except she hadn’t. Not out loud, and not to him.
Harry catches her eye again across the table, and the corners of his lips twitch, and so do hers.
It’s the first time she feels a sharp stab of guilt. Because she’s stupid and fifteen and he’s happier this year and she knows what he’s thinking without words.
And when something makes her laugh she doesn’t look for Dean. She looks for a flash of green and a private little smile that says it’s only funny when you think so, too.
XP/98 remix
ok what the fuck
It sounds like some digital boss theme
I had to draw this.
Flower petal fairy dresses by Momotsuki of Kagoshima, Japan
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Wow how did I ever finish a comic in 10 or less frames. Thought I could wrap it up in part 2 but well there’ll be a part 3! Wooh
Did you ever have Terry’s chocolate orange?? I can never move to GB, I would only live off that for the rest of my life.
Aaaalso I’m so sorry about the bad gif quality. I tried everything but the post would have been to large to publish *sigh*
Have a nice 23rd of Dezember! Go and get the last Christmas gifts. I know I’ll be doing it.
This is absolutely brilliant @beebox-illustrations it made me chortle. Thank you 💜❤
tumblr university is OUT tumblr monastery is IN brother tumblrinus is painstakingly copying out the most interesting prev tags on a manuscript of vergil until the abbot calls him out for not making his proto-gothic script accessible enough and also for his heresies
out of boredom i decided to scan a stuffed shark. here are the results.
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op i spent entirely too long on this and im sorry
It’s 1:30 am and I’m cackling like a deranged witch
Jane Austen really said ‘I respect the “I can fix him” movement but that’s just not me. He’ll fix himself if knows what’s good for him’ and that’s why her works are still calling the shots today.
Meanwhile Emily Brönte just said “We can make each other worse.”
Can I just say, uh, I’m pretty sure noticing you’re asexual is harder than noticing you’re any other sexual orientation, based on my personal experience and the numerous accounts I’ve heard from people of other sexualities. Like, I just read someone’s desciption of hitting puberty and, like, there’s nothing like that. There’s no sudden ‘boob’ moment as they described, no sudden ‘fuck, I’d fuck that’ moment that my friends have described, not sudden anything. You just, like, plod on through life as usual going ‘oooh, that’s pretty, I’d like that hair’ or ‘oooooh, they’re nice, I’d like to be close to them’ but there’s no like, ‘oh, someone would want to fuck that’ or ‘oh, that’s so damn sexy’, you know? You just- you don’t notice, you don’t realise everyone else has ‘had a moment’ but you haven’t, you just- keep going as you always have.
And then, much much later, you start to wonder why people are getting so caught up in drama for romance or sex, like, why bother? It’s not worth it, they’re not worth it, why are you doing stupid things for something that’s just so- and then you wonder if there’s something wrong with you, start mentally over compensating. Like ‘uh, okay, um, who should I date? Who can I stand to date? Who could I stand to fuck?’ like- it’s not, it’s not something you want, but you want to fit it, to be normal.
Sometimes you don’t even know that you’re doing it.
Sometimes you don’t even know asexual’s a thing.
I dunno, I guess, I just feel like, uh, people should understand more?
idk sorry thank you for listening to me
I dunno, I guess,
I just feel like, uh, people
should understand more?
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Me and mom learned new English word.
Wow…This is probably the most famous posts on my Tumblr lol.
This is what I drew after this situation 👇
A few days ago I went to guédelon and it was the most amazing thing ever
Over the last twenty years they have been working on building a medieval fortress by hand with building methods that would have been used in the 13. century. They expect to be done in about six or seven years
The castle is ‘standardized’ because about a thousand castles were build at the same time by King Phillip II. as a defnece against the english
It already looks beautiful just like that
The even move the stones around on little carriages that have to be moved by two people
Even all the safety structures are made by hand and out of wood (while they are safe just like that, they have to be screwed together as well so they are up to today’s standards)
This will be the highest and most secure tower where the owner would escape to, should the castle be under siege. It has its own water and works mostly independent from the rest of the castle.
These are the wheels used to lift the stones and get them to the top of the wall. They are still moved by people walking inside and the only thing they added was a break so it’s safer otherwise this is a complete reconstruction
The small chapel has the most beautiful window which was made completely by hand and it’s so symmetrical it’s unbelievable
Also there was a little nest of swallows in the chapel which made it extra amazing
The great hall is the only room with very big windows which made the room very lovely and bright. Below the great hall is the storage connected to the kitchen. Above the kitchen behind the great hall is a guest room which would be the warmes room since the cooking fire would be burning below it.
The guest room also had beautiful paintings and the even made the pigment for it themselves
There was so much more and it was so interesting I could have stayed there forever. Anyone who is interested in medieval history and has a chance to go there should definitely do that
I’m gonna stop now because tumblr won’t let me add any more pictures and I have way too much to say about this because they showed so much amazing stuff
There’s a BBC documentary series about this project - “Secrets of the Castle“ - by the same team who did “Victorian Farm” etc.
The whole thing is on the Timeline Channel at Youtube, and well worth a look.
Definitely go watch this on youtube, it’s amazing!
They show how part of the tower is built, how that beautiful window gets made, how the painting and decorating was done etc, but also how all these people used to live around a castle and they show the miraculous skills all these workers have. It’s one of my favourite things on youtube!
The historians that made this show also made a bunch of others on farming in different historical periods. They are all on youtube and I have seen all of them at leat 4 times ^__^
i saw the words “ur not the first person in your lineage to be queer” and it’s rocking me to my core. how many generations down the line did one of my ancestors feel the way i did, feel differently than i did and so damn queerly it was a crime? how many of us were there? did they have hope? did they find peace? i don’t know. at the very least, maybe i am proof their identity was never wasted. reincarnated.
you forgot the best part tho
(via @butchmuppet)
no lie, the second half of this post really helped me put a different perspective on my life and greatly the decreased the anxiety i have about my life to come
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Ooh, I should try to make myself one of those! They are pretty frigging cute.
