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@rubber-ducky-your-the-one replied to your post:

I need to know the thought procces that led to this

What do you mean? Did I not make it clear enough in the drawings? Do you need a photo of all 23 waistcoats currently in my closet?

It's 26 if you count the 3 leaf bolero vests. This isn't even close to all the ones I've ever made, I've donated plenty of older ones to the theatre.

pterribledinosaurdrawings

#sewing dinosaur please share your wisdom #i want nothing more than to make a waistcoat #but i tried once and it was super difficult #do you know any patterns or tutorials for beginners?

I have made videos on sewing several of the things in this picture! Here's a link to my youtube channel.

Though I'm not sure if I'd call them beginner friendly. I go over every technique VERY thoroughly, but I mostly do 18th century or 18th century inspired stuff, which includes a lot of hand sewing and completely different tailoring techniques from what you'll find in modern waistcoats.

The first of the 3 leaf boleros I make in this one is pretty simple though, so that ought to be fairly beginner friendly. (The light green one)

You could make a super basic waistcoat with the same sewing and turning method and just add some buttons & holes. (I have tutorials for covered buttons and buttonholes too if you want to do those by hand.)

OH also! That brown monster print waistcoat in the closet picture is a print I designed that's available on Spoonflower.

That one's got more machine sewing than the brocade one in the first video, but I haven't made a video about that method yet. My most recent leaf one is machine sewn and turned, but hasn't got any pockets.

Edit: Forgot to mention my sewing blog is @vincentbriggs

attackedbytwees

I love the dinosaur edge detail on the white one!

pterribledinosaurdrawings

That one's light grey!

And I can understand the confusion since I posted it on this blog, but they're monsters or perhaps creatures.

animepopheart

I'm thinking back on just how much fan fiction I used to read (and the hours I spent writing stories, too).

The beauty of having fewer choices back then was getting to really dwell in the stories we loved. To dream about them, discuss them, and create something from them.

hellenhighwater

My brother had lost the right to mock my deeply unwise vending machine purchase because he's spending his weekend driving to Iowa to buy a 1954 Cadillac limousine.

He doesn't have an explanation for this other than the fact that it's cool. And honestly, that's a pretty compelling argument

hellenhighwater

Oh good, he's named it.

hellenhighwater

He got her and she's gargantuan

hellenhighwater

THE BIG is home!!

hellenhighwater

Update: brother says: tell your internet people- I’ve been making the car shiny and it is COOL.

He's correct. This is excellent.

hellenhighwater

I left my brother unattended he traded the little corvair next to THE BIG for this thing. I think he's building an armada

He is casting spell of car repair on it, I think.

hellenhighwater

Brother has been left unattended and has gotten himself a 1970 Cadillac DeVille.

And now it just needs a plate!

Other options are LONNNG and LOMMMG.

it should definitely be

LOMG

LONNNG

LOMMMG

Voting ended onJun 4

hellenhighwater

She's LONNNG! Thanks team!

ritikajyala

There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned

#this is so very accurate and applicable. i will be 30 this year and find myself thinking these very things.

handweavers

work in progress

quietwingsinthesky

like the betrayal’s always going to be worse if they cared about you and it didn’t matter. someone discards you because they didn’t give a shit, then you can be angry about that, you can feel vindicated in that, you can get over it. but if they can look you in the eyes and say “I love you. I would make the same choice again.” You will never sleep peacefully again, is all.

quietwingsinthesky

“I thought they cared about me, but they were lying this whole time.” <- tired. boring. removes all the nuance of this relationship to make it easier to move on from.

“I thought they cared about me, and I was right, and every minute they were there for me, every time they said they were proud, every laugh we shared leaning against each other bruised and breathless, all of it was real. and they still left me behind. They could put their love aside. I couldn’t.” <- insane. will never leave you alone. reminds you that even the worst people are still people and can still care about even the ones they hurt the most and that undoes neither the harm nor the love.

quietwingsinthesky

okay. something about the way i worded this is making people think this is a vent thing about real relationships. and it’s fine if that’s where it took you. but i feel like i need to be transparent here: this be blorboposting. karlach cliffgate and her terrible awful no good very bad betrayal.

quietwingsinthesky

they are seasoning my fucking post with unknown herbs. beefleaf. the fuck’s a beefleaf. why are you putting that in the stew.

punkedsolar

The Mallorn Trees of Lothlórien

"That is the fairest of all the dwellings of my people. There are no trees like the trees of that land. For in the autumn their leaves fall not, but turn to gold. Not till the spring and the new green opens do they fall, and then the boughs are laden with yellow flowers; and the floor of the wood is golden, and golden is the roof, and its pillars are of silver, for the bark of the trees is smooth and grey." - Legolas, Lord of the Rings

ray-eh

TGCF is actually insane because if you zoom out, it’s just a story where,

Xie Lian tries very hard to mind his own business, and the universe repeatedly responds with personalized suffering. Like this man ascends, immediately messes it up by caring too much, falls, gets humiliated by everyone who once adored him, lives as a scrap-collecting disaster god, and still somehow goes around saying “it’s fine :)”. Sir. It is not fine. It has never been fine.

And then there’s Hua Cheng, who saw one boy fall off a wall, got saved once, and said “okay cool, this will now define my next 800 years.” No hesitation. No therapy. Just raw, industrial-grade devotion. He doesn’t believe in gods. He believes in this one guy, specifically, and frankly that’s worse.

The funniest part is that Xie Lian genuinely thinks Hua Cheng is just a little intense. Like yes, your most devoted believer is a ghost king feared across realms, wears red like it’s a warning sign, kneels like it’s a lifestyle choice, and would burn the world down on your behalf but sure, he’s just enthusiastic.

At its core, TGCF is not even a romance. It’s a case study on how devotion is sometimes quieter than love and sometimes absolutely unhinged. Hua Cheng never asks to be loved back. He just stays. Xie Lian never asks to be worshipped. He just exits.

Meanwhile the Heavenly Court is running on pure audacity. These people watched Xie Lian get destroyed for being kind and still have the nerve to act shocked when Hua Cheng shows up like a walking consequence. “Why does he hate us?” I don’t know. Maybe because you publicly ruined the only person he ever loved? Just a thought.

Feng Xin and Mu Qing are out here having the world’s longest, messiest miscommunication arc. They care. They care so much. They are also deeply allergic to saying it out loud. So instead we get centuries of tension, resentment, loyalty, guilt, and vibes that scream “we should’ve talked about this 800 years ago.”

And Jun Wu, oh Jun Wu standing there like the embodiment of “this could’ve been avoided if you’d gone to therapy instead of committing atrocities.”

Like what the hell

greatnesswithoutenvies

#Reblog if you think Hua Cheng waited 800 years like it was a reasonable well-adjusted decision

#Reblog if you think Xie Lian deserves one (1) nap without consequences

#Reblog if you think the Heavenly Court should be legally banned from decision-making

kosmogrl

okay first of all unclench your jaw

#op can i have an extra gold star if i relax my shoulders and extra credit for drinking some water?

draconym

The eye doctor is the most fun doctor you can go to. They never steal your blood. They never make you get naked and put on a paper dress. They're just like, "Can you see these letters? It's fine if you can't, we can fix that." And they don't even spell anything.

draconym

tomeofmonie

Vin🩵

Illustration collab with @vampariart

venndaai

have you guys heard about the greenland shark. some crazy shit happening there.

venndaai

they are sexually mature at ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY YEARS OLD.

their (live!) young gestate for. wait for it. eight to eighteen (??) YEARS. can have up to 10 at a time. good grief.

longest lifespan of any vertebrate, up to five hundred years

toxic flesh

has giant eyes but is usually blind because of a weird little crustacean that's evolved to live on and eat their eyes. this doesn't seem to bother them much.

lives in deep cold water and has the lowest swim speed and tail-beat frequency for its size across all fish species. just generally lives life in extreme slow motion

largest genome of any shark

eats everything including moose and polar bears