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in much more interesting news, today at work I got to explore an abandoned 500-year-old castle, seized by the state because of the owner's massive tax evasion

we spent an hour and half going all over the grounds, I'd never felt so #urbex

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I read an AITA post a few weeks back about a woman who liked having snacks in the bath when she's had a long day (a result of residual trauma iirc - the bath was her safe space). Her brand new husband of three weeks, a man twice her age who had no job, made her pay all of his bills and do all housework, and spent all day every day gaming because he wanted to make it as a Twitch streamer, had always been fine with this; but, on the day in question, had whisked her bath snacks out of her hands as she was on her way to the bathroom and tried to bin them, telling her it was time to 'break her of that filthy habit in his home'. She told him if he ever actually paid anything towards the house she owns outright he might get a say, took her snacks back, and had her lovely bath. He was since giving her the silent treatment.

(Obviously the judgement was an avalanche of 'NTA and also he's abusing you', which she agreed with, and decided to kick him out, so happy ending.)

Anyway I told my husband about this and he was outraged. "I would never do that!" he told me, furious. "I would find it adorable if you had bath snacks!"

Since then, every time I try to have a bath (which I only do as a rare treat) after about ten minutes there has been an anxious scrabbling at the bathroom door.

"Elanor!" he says. "Do you have bath snacks? Do you need anything?"

My answer is irrelevant. He brings me wine and poptarts. Now I have bath snacks. I'm a bath snacks person. Last time he was literally sleeping on the sofa when I went for the bath. Somehow this still happened. I now have an eager bathroom butler. How did this happen. I have never been so decadent yet bewildered.

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Historical fantasy is my absolute number one favorite thing to read, and this is the best time of year for them I think. The first two slides are filled with books I loved, and the last slide is books I want to read.

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body language descriptions please?

(eg: she cocked her head)

thank you 💗💗💗

Body Language Descriptions

-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.

Anxiety/Nervousness

She fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, her fingers tugging nervously at the fabric as she struggled to find the right words.

They bit their lower lip.

He looked away, unable to meet her gaze, a clear indication of his guilt.

She absentmindedly rubbed her neck.

He chewed his nails, a nervous habit that he couldn't seem to quit.

They rubbed their hands together nervously.

He tightened his jaw.

She felt beads of sweat forming on her brow, betraying her calm facade as her heart raced.

Frustration/Impatience

Their fists clenched at their sides.

He tapped his fingers rhythmically against the table, a clear sign of impatience as he waited for her to finish.

He rolled his eyes, the gesture full of exasperation as he dismissed her words.

She let out a heavy sigh, the sound heavy with resignation as she faced the inevitable.

He threw his hands up in defeat.

Curiosity

He leaned forward in his chair, eager to hear more, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

She raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical as she questioned his intentions.

She tilted her head slightly.

He watched intently, his eyes wide with wonder as he took in every detail of her story.

Confidence/Assertiveness

He stood tall with his shoulders back, projecting confidence even in the face of uncertainty.

They sat on the edge of their seat.

She gestured wildly, her hands moving animatedly as she tried to express her excitement.

He stood with his hands on his hips, exuding an air of authority and control over the situation.

They held their chin up high, projecting self-assurance even in the face of adversity.

Defensiveness/Resignation

He crossed his arms over his chest, a defensive posture that spoke volumes about his discomfort.

He braced himself against the wall, a protective stance.

She folded her hands in her lap, a sign of restraint as she fought the urge to speak.

They shrank back slightly, their shoulders hunching as if trying to make themselves smaller in the face of criticism.

He held his breath momentarily, steeling himself for the inevitable conflict he sensed was coming.

She covered her face with her hands, overwhelmed by the situation as she tried to block out the world.

Thoughtfulness/Concentration

She furrowed her brow in concentration, her mind clearly racing as she tried to solve the problem at hand.

She nodded slowly, processing the information, her expression thoughtful and contemplative.

He stared blankly into space, lost in thought as he processed what had just been revealed.

He drummed his fingers on the table, the rhythmic sound a sign of his deep contemplation.

She tapped her foot lightly, her mind racing.

Eagerness/Excitement

He paced back and forth, his restless energy manifesting in the constant movement as he considered his options.

She bent forward, her elbows resting on her knees, a sign of intimacy and engagement in the conversation.

She swayed slightly from side to side, a subconscious display of her nervous energy as she waited for the verdict.

He bounced on his toes, his excitement palpable.

She jumped up and down, a spontaneous display of her joy that couldn’t be contained.

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slippery slope

So the thing is with fibre crafts, and any hobby really, for the most part you don’t really need a lot or anything fancy. Bookbinding: paper, thread and needle; sewing/quilting/embroidery basically the same but fabric; crochet: hook, yarn, scissors; and so on. Buuuuuuut as you get more into it, you get better, learn more, it gets more complicated, and then you realise oh yeah there’s a tool for that, and it makes it easier, quicker, more accurate. Suddenly you have a box of scissors, enough hooks that you have to have an inventory, and so much paper it’s not funny ( don’t ask about the fabric stash, that’s a completely different hobby okay). That’s the whole point of a hobby, yes it’s as simple as you wanna make it, and it’s fun, full filling and gives this wonderful sense of accomplishment. Which is why stamp collecting, bird watching etc are also really great hobbies.And sometimes you really do need the right tool for the task.

and yes this whole thing is just me rationalising buying another embroidery frame because the pile I’ve got aren’t quiet right and it’s awkward and not good for my hands so really it’s an investment for my health, both mental and physical.

now if only I could get thimbles that fit properly. I might need to find a blacksmith/fine metal worker…. Maybe a jeweller?

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Your art gives me so much joy! Have you done Force Ghost Anakin meeting his adopted grandbaby Grogu?

oh no, worst ever meet your new grandpa in the history of ever

(commission info // tip jar!)

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I had this dream a few days ago about how 2025 is going to suck real bad for everyone everywhere. *knocks on wood* Anyway, the visuals from the dream wouldn't leave me alone, it's been haunting me, so I'm illustrating it to be free. yay!

Let's hope it's not prophetic & just my anxiety, lol 🥲

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Since everyone draws Hunter's scars differently, even the animators of the show (shame!)

HC: Hunter's scars are magical like himself, so they move around his body.

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Hannigram.... save me.... please come save us Hannigram...

Corel Painter and Photoshop

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NOBODY FUCKING MOVE.

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In the beginning of The Good Place, Michael doesn't know that no one has gotten into the Good Place in over 500 years. Arguably he doesn't know every single person who got into the Bad Place, or he would have figured out EVERYONE is there, but it's so funny to me when Eleanor asks who is in the Bad Place that would surprise her and without hesitation, Michael tells her "every US president except Lincoln," which implies he's either straight lying to her (in a situation where he's trying to convince her this is real, saying Lincoln is in the Bad Place might give it away? Saying he is in the good place makes it more believable? He had to pick one (1) person to exclude to make the rest believable and chose Lincoln?), or he doesn't THINK he's lying to her. The latter is infinitely funnier to me. He's either never seen Lincoln, or Lincoln isn't in the Bad Place.

And I can't tell which is funnier: that he did indeed go to the Bad Place but escaped, or that he went to the Good Place, but there's no record of it. No one knows where he is, just that he's not in their place.

That, or he never died.

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Mob!AU Tim, in where he is reminiscing about his childhood dreams and how silly they were (if only he knew).

Tim is not usually the one to get his hands dirty, but sometimes both Darla and Bernard are busy so it is up to him to finish the “work”. Don’t worry the man is ok… or he will be, as soon as his family pay for their transgression against the Aquistas.

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finely drawn lines by @the-sinking-ship

i’ve finally gone down the rabbit hole of TSS. the pining, banter, and delicious angst in this fic 🤌🏻 absolutely speechless.

artwork is by cuckcoo. i love her character face studies and knew it’d be perfect for this fic.

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We finally met, right?

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Someone called it “Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Gay” and I never recovered