The riddles for tonight’s trick-or-treat are done. It’s by far not my best calligraphy work but for being something done in an hour while under heavy pain medication, it’s pretty good. I had a little accident with the ink at the end so I decided I might as well embrace the messy old scroll look and smear ink everywhere.
The ‘scrolls’ with a seal are riddles from The Hobbit and the other two are easier riddles for the younger kids.
I've actually been getting into V3 so much lately that I GENUINELY FORGOT THAT KIYOTAKA DIED IN DR1-
Like I'm not even fucking kidding here, I just read a Kiyotaka post and was like "Cool, blorbo is happy living :3" and then just like... stopped for a good minute. "Wait... that's not right..."
My stupid ass forgot Danganronpa 1 is an actual game. And continued after chapter 2... I forgot how forgettable THH can be when compared to the pacing and plot of SDR2.
I forgot about that shitty chapter 5 trial, and I forgot about Yasuhiro and... Toko and Sakura... and Kyoko and Byakuya and Aoi. I think that's all the survivors other than Makoto?
WTF I GENUINELY FORGOT SAKURA IN CHAPTER 4- WHAT-
I forgot about Alter-Ego too? Guys help it's leaving my memory. /hj
Tsumugi hyper-fixation consumes me.
THH resentment is leaving :DDD
Smoogieeee >:3
Uraraka and Present Mic’s relationship (even though brief) is very important to me.
The first time he met her was when she was trying to give up her points to Midoriya because he saved her. Where he reassured her there was no need to. The first time he's sees the hero Uraraka but herself on the line for another.
Then there was the sports festival, where he was cheering for her, even though he was supposed to remain unbiased. He was even upset when she lost.
Then the moment in the manga during her speech. This image was of Present Mic remembering the first time he met her when she was trying to give her points to Midoriya to where she is now, defending Midoriya in front of a giant angry mob. It shows how much of a hero she was and she’s become. He sees how far she’s come and how much she is grown.
I just love them so much. Such a small but impactful father-daughter mentor dynamic, and wished we saw more of it.
wow millennials are glued to their i-phones and laptops so much they cant even be bothered robbing in person anymore!!! maybe these trust fund babies should stop phishing credit cards while sitting on their butts and go out there and put some elbow grease into their thievery!
Happy New Year!
So I have been adopted into a knitting circle I have never met?? I started knitting a few weeks ago (on my fifth sock now! Socks are fun.) and one of my friends told their mother about it. Their mother knits. Like a lot. And she also hoards, again, a lot. So, two weeks ago, my friend gave me a care package with a project bag, stitch markers and a pair of small ducks to stick on the needles so I don't lose any stitches.
Needlessly said, I was absolutely overjoyed. I made sure my friend would tell their mother how happy I was about this (I mean look at those ducks. LOOK AT THEM), ran around screaming in a circle for about half an hour and expected the whole thing to be over.
I was wrong.
One more important thing: I have met this woman once, and so briefly that I don't remember what she looks like. I have no clue if she remembers what I look like. I don't even remember her name. Anyway, I guess my friend mentioned I was complaining about wool being expensive because I am broke as hell and that does not pair well with hyper fixating on an expensive new hobby. Now their mother listened to that, went to her knitting circle, and discussed me. With all these other old ladies. And they decided to go through their dragon hoards of yarn to decide what they needed and what not, and pooled together to gift it to me.
Whom they have never met before. Because they thought it would make me happy. AND I AM HAPPY. VERY HAPPY. (The only issue is that my friend refuses to give it to me until Tuesday afternoon so I actually study for my biology test which I guess is fair but also uuuggggghhhhhhhhh.)
More importantly, I am just so completely overwhelmed at the thought of these people hearing about me through a silent post game led by my incredibly cagey friend and just deciding to help. They have no clue who I am. They just thought it would make me happy. Holy shit. I need a moment. I am in awe.
Soo did y'all know you can get a soldering iron for 8 bucks? I didn't. I do now. I'm about to burn the shit out of myself.
Room clutter in studio ghibli films.
I got this nightgown at a vintage shop a few months ago, for not an insignificant amount of money let’s be honest, and it was love at first sight. Unfortunately, I wore it for a single weeks before a nasty tear appeared in the sleeve. I already had to strengthen the neckline trim and patch the inside yoke so it wasn’t a complete surprise, but still, I was kind of pissed off since I paid kind of a lot of money for it. Anyways, here’s my repairing process in pictures:
1) The torn fabric (zoom on the picture to see just how bad it was)
2) Basting the patch. The fabric was so worn I used two patches, one inside and one outside, to securely sandwich the delicate zone and prevent future tearing.
3) I was loosely inspired by sashiko for the mending so, last night I went into a mending rampage and drew a grid before starting on the stitching proper, making up a pattern as I went on. No picture of the grid pre-stitching because it was 11pm and I had lost any sense of time and space.
4) The patched up nightgown, with the topmost buttonhole strengthened before it started spontaneously disintegrating too.
I am super happy with my pseudo-sashiko mending pattern and will really research this technique of embroidery and mending for future use!
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