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Acquired Stardust
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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YOU ARE THE REASON
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
i don't do bad sauce passes
izzy's playlists!
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@unhingedaccuracy
In response to Luke calling the Huttslayer on Boba.
Din in the corner: ”please don't call your sister on the man that I swore 'I would die in battle with him' before you and I started dating. Please."
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luke's absolutely got a habit of leaving out details that literally anyone else would think are really important
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"Don't hog the jetii! I'll go next."
@dinlukeweek Day 4: Matchmaker Grogu | Luke meets Armorer and Paz
Star Wars art dump!
I guess it goes to show, does it not? That we've no idea what we've got Until we lose it And no amount of love will keep it around If we don't choose it - "Take Me Back to Eden", Sleep Token
These were fanimatic sketches for a video idea I never finished.
Happy birthday Christopher Lee. Thank you so much for giving us Dooku. You started something special for so many of us. We miss you.
Thinking about Luke!!! And heir to the empire obviously
original trilogy doodle dump but it's mostly just luke because i love that little dude
They have this exact convo every time they’re sent to an ice planet
in a galaxy far, far away
happy pride month <3
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Something I really love about early Oracle appearances is the emphasis they put on how important online friendships and community are to Babs as a disabled person. The Hacker Files (1992) #6 / The Batman Chronicles (1995) #5 - Oracle: Year One
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Jesus Tapdancing Christ... THIS is a good welt pocket and the people who designed Simplicity 2895 ought to be blasted well ASHAMED of themselves for the crap way THEY wanted a welt pocket made. *SNARLS*
This is how I learned to do it and a good example of what you want to see in a short form tutorial: pinning, pressing, seam finishing, good fabric handling.
I would mention that you can make the pocket facing with a small panel of your matching fabric that is visible and the rest in a lighter fabric to reduce bulk. That's a lot of denim layers for comfort.
HOT DAMN
when i was a tiny baby queer (aka a 24-year-old), i went to my first pride festival probably three months after i kicked ex-gay therapy to the curb and came out to my parents. being the people they are, my parents came with me. they weren’t really sure about this whole gay thing, but they loved me and wanted me to be safe and happy and wanted to be involved in what was important to me, so they came along. (i also think my mother still might have thought i might get drugged or murdered or beaten by a protester of which there were plenty.)
anyway i wanted a memento of my first pride, you know, and this one vendor was selling keyrings, and i liked it, so i bought one. do you remember those italian charm bracelets that were all the rage like 10-15 years ago? it was a keychain like that, and it had a rainbow rooster, a rainbow cat, and then just a rainbow, and so I bought it.
i run into my mom a couple of vendors over and she goes oh you bought something? what’d you get? so i showed her, and i was like, “I’m not sure why it’s a rooster and a cat. Seems kind of random. But I liked the rainbows.”
and my mom, who was some form of minister’s wife for most of my childhood and teenagerhood, stares at me like she thinks i’m joking.
“What?” i say.
“…it’s a cock and a pussy, Jules,” she says flatly, and that is the story of how i died at the age of 24 while attending my first pride festival.
I love how every June this one gets dug up and passed around again, lmao.
oh no is this what we’re doing now
…relic…
*crumbles and blows away on the wind*
If I'm elected as your president in 2028 I promise to bring back the Western Interior Seaway.
North America peaked with this design and every change since has been worse.
NONONONO NO. NO. DO YOU WANT ANY OF THIS FUCKING SHIT BACK?
Pretty babies come swim in w ater with big fish water is fine with big fish in come taste interior seaway with big fish
what’s the rush?
The time will pass anyway
No IDs, but these tags got me in a huff:
So ok look. The point is not the flared leg by itself. These cannot be yoga pants. These are, and you have to understand this if you are too young to have worn them, BLUE JEANS. And this was the last years before all jeans were 70% spandex.
They were denim, and they weren't bell bottoms. They hung loose from the knee in a way that would make a wizard envious. We all walked around like we were wearing hakama. And they dragged on the ground. That was important. Ragged cuffs. If your jeans weren't so long that they had ratty cuffs, they were embarrassingly short.
And the thing about denim is that it's a twill weave and it's cotton. So not only does it hold a lot of water, it wicks. Walking around in these suckers on a wet day could get you wet to the knees even if you never stepped in a puddle.
Then you'd go inside and take off your shoes and try to avoid letting your freezing, wet, filthy pant legs touch your skin.
Yoga pants. Hmf.
people in cold climates would have a tide line of white marks around their knees (if they were normal height) in the winter.
From wicking up road salt.
The visceral memory of that time is something that never leaves you. Everyone's jeans were many inches higher in the back than the front because you kept stepping on the hem and ripping it off. Your lower legs were so very cold. Every new pair of jeans literally enveloped your entire foot, they were so so long re: leg-to-waist ratio. Walking on a rainy day was a legitimate workout. You have no idea.
