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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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we're not kids anymore.
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@gatheringmagpie
a time for recovery
Art inspired by this absolutely breathtaking fic by @oof-ouch-yikes, boy let me tell you no one in the history of crying cried the way i cried when i was crying about this story (the brick was thrown gently but man it still hurt).
Also i don't know how to explain this but the dialogue from recent chapters is taken like straight out of The Little Prince. its just. the vibes man, the vibes
as i said
please actually watch this all the way through
No, no, scroll back up, turn on the volume and watch this all the way through.
Unpopular opinion: Our inner child doesn't grow up, we unconsciously ground them when we get older.
Emgo316 once said: "You don't stop playing because you grow old, you grow old because you stop playing."
When he turned 30, my oldest brother complained that no one gave him toys anymore. And so I started giving him, and my other older brother, and my parents, toys for birthdays. Soon, we were all doing it.
I encouraged my mother to dig my brothers' teddy bears out of the attic (I never gave mine up; it went to college with me). When each turned 50, she gave them their old teddy bear. I have pictures of them with huge smiles on their faces, holding their old teddy bears.
When my father turned 70, my mom and I gave him a "vintage" (anniversary edition) Slinky, a miniature Radio Flyer red wagon, a bag of marbles, Silly Putty, and a couple of balsa wood airplane kits, and he loved them.
You are never too old to play. If for some reason you stopped, you can start again. If you never did, you can start now. Go! Have fun! Do what makes you happy!
Too many rich people buying medieval castles and then renovating the interior to look like a completely normal 21st century house. Sorry but if you're going to live in a castle you need to commit to the bit. If I lived in a castle I would restore it just enough to be barely liveable and pretend I was a poor but prideful nobleman in his crumbling estate, still clinging to the last vestiges of his family's fading name.
here’s a picture of a baby cedar waxwing begging for food from a robin. neither of these species are nest parasites, so it’s not possible the cedar waxwing was ‘adopted’. this is essentially the bird version of tapping a random person on the shoulder at the grocery store and going “MOM”
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I love that the robin’s body language is basically WHAT THE FUCK WHOSE KID IS THIS
Robin is bathing which make’s it even funnier. More like the equivalent of a strange kid barging in while you’re taking a shower and demanding you make them mac n cheese right now
Dolly Parton in The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas (1982)
“She ran boobily towards the car”
Vashwood sketches for the soul
on bsky !!
being anti ai is making me feel like in going insane. "you asked for thoughts about your characters backstory and i put it into chat gpt for ideas". studies have proven its making people dumber. "i asked ai to generate this meal plan". its causing water shortages where its data centers are built. "ill generate some pictures for the dnd campaign". its spreading misinformation. "meta, generate an image of this guy doing something stupid". its trained off stolen images, writing, video, audio. "i was talking with my snapchat ai-" theres no way to verify what its doing with the information it collects. "youtube is impletmenting ai based age verification". my work has an entire graphics media department and has still put ai generated motivational posters up everywhere. ai playlists. ai facial verification. google ai microsoft ai meta ai snapchat ai. everyone treats it as a novelty. every treats it as a mandatory part of life. am i the only one who sees it? am i paranoid? am i going insane? jesus fucking christ. if i have to hear one more "well at least-" "but it does-" "but you can-" im about to lose it. i shouldnt have to jump through hoops to avoid the evil machine. have you no principles? no goddamn spine? am i the weird one here?
ok repeat after me: gluten free is not "diet culture". gluten free is not meant to "take the joy away from carbs". gluten free is a diet that allows people with an autoimmune disease to eat without inflicting further damage upon their bodies. we don't have to be condemned to eat the most disgusting and basic shit ever because we have celiacs. we deserve options too.
He’s looking at dad wondering why he is working and not outside
My bf just showed me this picture he took
I cannot be this.
I think one of the Worst Things about wanting to find period clothing from other cultures, is trying to find fucking casual/work clothes. Like no, I do not want to see all these fancy intricate kimonos, I want to see jinbei, and field work outfits so I don't put a damn obi on this poor boy so he has a belt to hang his knife from.
ok but i found the best picture ever
look at her she's so cute and happy i love this photo
source
This image comes from a whole gallery of Taishō era b&w photos, many of them showing everyday work clothes.
The pants she's wearing are called monpe. I just made a pair yesterday in a day.
You can learn how to make them here, but this video is in Japanese. If you have basic sewing knowledge, you should be able to get it.
There is no pattern, only a cutting guide. 2 meters of fabric is able to do it perfectly with no fabric waste whatsoever.
Perfect for people who always feel like their clothes never fit! If you are concerned about the size, here are the pants on me (5', 90lbs) and my husband (6'1, don't know but he looks like fanart of Laios).
if you think you are bigger than my husband, all you have to do is scale the rectangles up so this measurement is 1/4 of your waist measurement.
But don't worry if it isn't perfect.
You can wear them as regular pants, or over kimono.
I want you to make these pants. Make monpe and experience the joys of adjustable clothing that will stay with you for years. Experience the joy of sewing something you know will fit and be well-made and usable, with no precise measurements besides hemming them to your height. Put on these pants and feel superior because you made something that the store could never give you.
Weight fluctuations? Pregnancy? Really thick kimono? Need to wear a lot of layers? No problem. Monpe will help you. Monpe will always be there for you. You can't get that at the mall with the rest of the slave labor clothes.
