#Lightweight Ladder

[corvidsindia]

Sturdy Step Ladders at Great Price

[equalonline]

How A Ladder Can Make Your Work Easier

A ladder is a set of rungs or steps. There are two variants of the ladder: rigid ladders which are self-supporting and that may be leaned against a vertical surface such as a wall, and aluminum which may be hung from the top. Rigid ladders are generally moveable, but some types are permanently fixed to a building. They are usually made up of metal, wood, and fiberglass, but they have been known to be made of tough plastic.

Ladders are the most wanted love of every housewife. Either it is to clean spider houses or to make your child like a monkey. Every housewife loves it. And for men, it plays the role of lifesaver to climb it and find their long-lost files. The ladder plays a very crucial role in every house. Not just only in the houses but also in shops too. Ladders have all the capacity to make you go from zero to hero.

Aluminum Ladders

Aluminum is the most well-liked choice for ladders used in households because the leading features of aluminium ladders are that they have a high strength-to-weight ratio which makes an aluminum model easy to transport and store as well as less expensive to produce than ladders which made from other materials. Aluminum products, such as ladders, may weigh up as much as 50% less.

Folding Ladders

A folding ladder is a ladder that is in the form of the step ladder style with one or more but generally not more than three that’s one-way hinges. For this ladder, Storage is not a problem as it is packed together once folded and be able to be easily stowed away. You can use this on rough surfaces such as a flight of stairs. As this type of ladder is lightweight, this is extremely moveable and suitable to use.

Telescopic Ladder

Telescoping ladders are a more versatile, moveable, and convenient form of the traditional ladder. As opposed to a typical adjustable ladder and extension ladder, this ladder used patented technology to extend and lock by the foot to a user's desired height, making them enormously versatile. This is convenient to store which is due to their compact nature. This is less vulnerable to the elements which are partially due to storage, and partially due to their makeup. This is lightweight because of that it is easily carried and transported. This is highly versatile which is appropriate for several jobs. This has high safety standards which are due to the sturdy build.

Multipurpose ladder

Multipurpose ladders are versatile and can be used for any purpose. It can be changeable and adjustable into a variety of positions according to how users want to use it. Users can use them as a step ladder, low platform, workbench, and an extension ladder with standoff (L-shaped bend), and that’s all in one single ladder which is an easily stored package. We can use it as the single solution for all our ladder requirements as it is very easily adjustable to any type of ladder. It is cost-effective as it eliminates the need to buy a variety of ladders for different purposes. It reduces space requirements for storage as you can buy only a single ladder and as well as you can fold multi-purpose ladders, make them compact and convenient to move at the same time.

The most common household ladders that are used for home purposes are step-ladders in which aluminum ladders are very strong and that’s why the most preferred choice for home purposes. Ladders made up of aluminum are lightweight and non-corrosive

Different kinds of industrial ladders are used for various applications. Most industrial ladders are made up of metal because they are required to be durable. Aluminum ladders become very popular because they are lighter in weight as compared to steel ladders and that is also not affected by corrosion. Some of the commonly used industrial ladders are step ladders, extension ladders, folding ladders, and platform ladders.

In my opinion, ladders are the most useful, sensible, and most importantly motivational things a person could ask for. It gives you a light, a light of path for your journey.

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[ladderstoreco12]

The Little Gaint Multi ladder and the Speed ladder have different weight limits.

[mossymandibles]

Idk if this is the same anon but I kind of read this in the “vill you vear vigs” tone haha

Also sorry for the lack of ask answering, I’ve been a tad overwhelmed lately 😅 I really do appreciate the interest and the kind comments.

Anyway this one kind of had me getting back to my leviathans and kind of revisiting some of their designs. So I kind of went all out in redrawing them specifically for this size chart, because you’re right anon I like size charts too.

Apologies, these might look a bit crunchy and I’m also posting their standalones as well.

These are all the leviathan class fauna that have been recorded and classified by Ladder expeditions, so they’re only the known leviathans ;)

I’m starting off with the lightweights. They’re not nessecarily leviathans but just so you can actually see the human comparison on the page (I added alt text to these just in case)

Then we immediately move on up to the heavy hitter classes:

And finally, the big lovely lady herself, Sleipnir:

So there’s a hopefully legible size chart for all my beauties thank you for attending (ㅅ´ ˘ `)

Here are individual images of the Drifting colony beasts since I went kind of crazy with the details on them

With Motley and the Procession I felt like they were too cutesy looking in my first posts about them here and here. So I kind of made them look more like a gastro-siphonophore beast of several different creatures.

And last but not least Reya 🥰

[bunny--manders]

Hello can you explain the ladder comment i am an aspiring lunatic please and thanks

Hello, fellow lunatic! Here's a close-up of a ladder in the game so you can see the pegs.

Iron nails had to be hand-forged during this period (Henry even has some lines about what a pain in the ass it is to make them) and we're still centuries away from technology like galvanizing steel, so they wouldn't be that durable for something like a ladder you need to leave outside.

Instead of wasting expensive nails on constructing items like this, medieval woodworkers would be fitting bits of wood together by carving out slots and fastening them with wooden pegs. Here's an example of some fancy joinery techniques for something much nicer than a ladder:

And here's a roughly contemporaneous with the game picture of woodworkers constructing a building, so you can see how they're drilling holes and hammering in wooden pegs in places where modern builders would use nails. (Source here with more info from an experienced woodworker who can describe the technique better than me)

I am very much an amateur at carpentry and traditional techniques are not my specialty, but I'm assuming the lower pegs on the ladders in the game are some extra support for the rungs so they can take more weight, and the upper pegs are what's holding the rung in place in place instead of a nail. It's very cool to see how much thought and research has gone into these tiny details!

Modern furniture makers have pretty much the opposite problems as medieval builders. Hardwood is more expensive than steel, nails and screws are cheaply mass-produced, and the main goal in most furniture design is creating something lightweight that can be shipped in flat packs and assembled by a customer with no craftsmanship experience at home.

Modern consumers are also used to moving and buying new furniture many times during their lives; the idea that you might be repairing a solid wood chair that your great-grandkids will be using daily just isn't a thing anymore, so we just don't have a reason to build like this anymore unless it's insanely high end artisinal work or a hobby project not intended to turn a profit. We joke about what would blow the mind of a medieval peasant, and I think our casual complaints about cheap disposable furniture shipped around the world and thrown out after a few years of use would be up there on the list of brain-melting things about the modern world.

(Disclaimer that I am in no way an expert in woodworking or medieval furniture construction! It's a very neat field of study for academic historians. Living history sites often have someone hanging around on staff or as a volunteer who specializes in historic woodworking techniques, so if you have anything like that in your area you can find some guy who would LOVE to talk your ear off about this.)

[dollsahoy]

Polyester stuff didn't get a bad reputation originally for being cheap.

In fact, polyester was initially presented as a Wonder Fiber, as a Sign of Progress, because it could be mixed with natural fibers and make the resulting fabric less prone to wrinkling, or able to dry faster. 100% polyester garments were often made from fabrics that were attempting to mimic natural fibers, with the marketing behind them being how easy to care for they were, while still looking as polished and strictly adhering to social norms as was expected of people in the 1950s.

Then, in the 60s and 70s, designers started exploring polyester's use as something that could be made not to look natural. It was all exciting and new!

As more people embraced polyester as something extremely modern, and easy to care for, that's when the other everyday realities of polyester started to manifest--easily picked knits, often leading to runs/ladders in jerseys (double knits are physically made differently from jerseys, and are not as easy to cause to run/ladder, although double knits will certainly still pick easily); oily stains that can't be removed, which includes underarm smells; general lack of breathability, especially in heavier/sturdier knit fabrics.

Plus, the very fact that polyester had been such a foundation of the designs of earlier fashions meant that the idea of polyester itself was linked with those out of date trends. That so many knock-off items spawned that did use inferior polyester fabrics didn't help, but that was still specifically cheap polyester--higher quality, 'modern' items made from polyester continued to proliferate without comment, as long as the style of the polyester itself kept changing.

(A 1970s double knit polyester suit, a 1980s silky woven polyester ruffled blouse with a big bow at the neck, and a 1990s polyester slinky knit slip dress from dELiA*s have only the fiber content in common.)

Modern polyester items do sometimes try to sell on the "only polyester can do this" angle, especially when it comes to things like wicking sportswear, or lightweight yet warm jackets, but, mostly, yeah...it's just hoping to sell on "this is so cheap so you should buy so many," which is not where polyester started.

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𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. every summer on your grandpa's farm was real-life magic to your younger self, who left a piece of her heart in amber valley when the years went on and the town became nothing but a faint childhood memory. soon enough, you become rocked by his death and realize the dead end in your bustling city world. this leads to you making an abrupt decision. despite knowing nothing but designer purses and the corporate ladder, you uproot your entire life to take over your grandfather's old farm in the town you were desperately trying to remember - alongside a familiar face from your youth that permanently finds his way into your heart. 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: jungkook/reader 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒. inspired heavily by stardew valley, friends to lovers, childhood friends, cowboy jungkook, small town alternate universe, slice of life, grief, growing up, mutual pining, jungkook as a parental figure 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓. 5.1k 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒. warnings for foul language, substance use (two characters get crossfaded), and sexually suggestive content (finally lol)

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“y/n, have you considered purchasing glasses?” 

  ironically, the question made you narrow your eyes at namjoon, who was mindlessly passing out glasses for the table. some of the boys stifled laughs and you wondered what that was about. you were catching them up on how jungkook has been helping you around the farm - albeit, not recently. every time things seemed to be all right, there was an almost kiss that was followed by someone taking distance. the first time, it was jungkook. now, it was you.

  “what are you talking about?” you asked, just as jungkook walked through the front doors of the saloon.

  it was a holiday, so everyone decided to take the day off and hoseok closed up the pub from the public. that left you and your friends to claim the saloon as your hangout spot for the night. unlike everyone else, you still had things to take care of, having got up early and tended to the livestock. even though you did cut your day short, finishing up by lunch-time, you were tired from the preceding seven day work week. it was about time you had a drink.

  jungkook gave a small wave to everyone and sat himself in between seokjin and jimin, across from you. “sorry, i’m late. i was dropping jiwon at mrs. oh’s and she forgot her ipad,” he said.

  “we haven’t sat down and drank in a while with all of us, it’s nice that we’re all here,” remarked namjoon, apparently brushing off your previous question.

  some time had passed since the everyone in the group was able to hang out together, the last time being movie night at taehyung’s house. therefore, some time had passed since things got weird between you and jungkook. you wouldn’t call the first incident during breakfast-dinner an “almost kiss,” since you weren’t even sure if jungkook wanted to kiss you or it was all in your head. as for the night of jiwon’s disappearance, that was definitely more of a kiss than the other, but you dismissed it as something done in the heat of a vulnerable moment. given the conflicting suggestions from those around you, you had decided to take it easy and let him have his distance.

  apparently, jungkook did not like that and you were about to learn this.

  you crinkled your nose at the shots being poured. “i haven’t played a drinking game in so long.”

  hoseok, who was doing the honours, shook his head. “it’s okay, you definitely won’t lose. jimin is a lightweight,” he grinned, but jimin didn’t look the slightest bit fazed.

  “i’m not embarrassed. getting drunk faster means i spend less money,” jimin countered, which you thought was actually a good point.

  beside you, taehyung slid over a shot glass closer to you, since hoseok was at the other end of the table. you thanked him casually, but you swore you noticed jungkook’s eyes trained on the interaction. you wanted to scoff, since this was exactly what he was encouraging with taehyung, despite the fact that he was the individual in your friend group that you talked the least to. that was the most baffling part.

  “y/n can definitely drink. you had, like, four bottles to yourself last week,” seokjin commented.

  that immediately got jungkook’s attention. “last week?” he asked, voice an octave too high to be dismissed as a casual question.

  “yeah,” answered taehyung. “a few of us got dinner last week. i think you said no one could watch jiwon.” 

  “why, would you have changed your mind if you knew y/n was going to be th - “ yoongi started, but was cut off by two sharp elbow jabs from both sides, courtesy of namjoon and seokjin.

  on the other hand, you only accepted the invite because they mentioned jungkook couldn’t make it. it was to the same tune of you leaving book club early when jungkook made the meeting thirty minutes late or you helping namjoon with preparations for the midsummer fair only during jungkook’s working hours. you also avoided the general store for any errands, leaving you with a broken mop that couldn’t be replaced because of you staying away from him. 

  when jungkook got up to take a phone call, jimin poked you. “jungkook told me he thinks you’re avoiding him.” his voice was low, leaving the conversation to only be heard between the two of you.

  “huh? oh, yeah, i am.”

  the way his mouth dropped made you want to laugh. “what? why?”

  “i need to sort myself out. he should also,” you answered, shrugging. it looked like jimin wanted to ask more, but jungkook returned and the talk ceased.

  yoongi brought playing cards and the eight of you began a random game, which he explained the rules for. although the bar was empty, save for your group, voices filled the establishment to the brim. music flowed in the background amidst the way conversation did and it only grew with the more soju being poured. you did make a mental note to find some female friends in town, though, having to chastise some of the boys for jokes that they could have been cancelled for. 

  eventually, you had quite a few drinks, despite never being on the losing end for any of the games, which would usually call for the player to do so. at some point, a glass of water magically appeared in front of you. you turned to see that it was who jungkook had gotten up from his seat, now putting the pitcher of water back behind the bar. 

  the conversation moved to talking about the midsummer festival, which only grew rowdy once drinks were poured.

  “i bet you fifty bucks that you won’t find a date.” it was yoongi who sung the dare to jimin, who immediately accepted the challenge. 

  namjoon sighed, as he dealt cards across the table. “or you guys can be productive members of society and help me out by running a booth.”

  “oh! what booth do you need help with?” seokjin asked, slowly and a little too rehearsed. you looked at him oddly, wondering why he was talking like that and why he was side-eying namjoon the whole time. 

  namjoon sighed deeply at seokjin, eyes wide like he was about to slap him. “the kissing booth,” he answered, through gritted teeth, and you could catch the boys snickering at the scene. 

  again, with a mischievous glint in his eye, yoongi spoke up. “oh? y/n, you should do it. everyone in town thinks you’re a beauty.”

  you opened your mouth to respond, but was interrupted.

  “yeah, if you want to get sick,” jungkook instantly cut in, out of nowhere. “do you know how many germs a kissing booth will spread? hyung, don’t you think it’s a bit irresponsible to hold one?” it was like he couldn’t stop talking, despite the fact that he’d been silent for the last little while and suddenly had a burst of passion about kissing booths.

  the debate continued on, as hoseok poured yet another round of shots for the eight of you. you only really listened on, mostly confused because this was the first you heard of this idea. while helping namjoon and mayor kim with the festival preparations, there was not a single mention of a kissing booth in the plans. you narrowed your eyes at namjoon, who gave you a random thumbs up under the table.

  meanwhile, jungkook had yet to directly interact with you since the night started. you could understand why and the more you had to drink, the more you wanted to clear the air without holding back. there had yet to be an opportunity, though.

  “i’m going out for a smoke,” announced jungkook after just under three hours passed. 

  the alcohol in your system spoke for you before you even realized. “i’ll come.” 

  “no, it’s bad for you,” jungkook shot back in a heartbeat, eyebrows raised at your response. “you don’t smoke.” he waved something cylindrical in his hand, shiny and metallic. you made it out to be a grinder.

  to your side, seokjin pouted. “but, we were winning the game!” the two of you claimed victory for the past three rounds in a row, partaking in a game for partners and the eight of you evening things out for teams. 

  your competitive side definitely came out during the drinking, even despite being under the influence. it maybe had something to do with the fact that jungkook immediately claimed taehyung as his partner earlier, nearly jumping out of his seat when he did so. when you asked him why he was so hasty, jungkook replied that it was because he was ready to beat you and taehyung was the best at the game after himself.

  “are you guys going to talk now? i’m tired of the tension,” yoongi pleaded, but was hushed by taehyung and wasn’t heard by either you or jungkook.

  taehyung cleared his throat. “it’s okay, i’ll be your partner, jin hyung.” he rubbed his temples, looking at you and jungkook. “you guys can join in the next round.”

  “i smoke,” you insisted to jungkook. this wasn’t entirely false, as it was something you gravitated towards in social settings only. with a few drinks in your system, this was a likely time for you to accept a joint, whether it was with jungkook or not.

  jungkook cocked an eyebrow at you. “fine. you can roll then,” he said, as if testing you.

  evidently, you ended up failing the test and jungkook finally found the one thing you weren’t good at.

  outside and through the back door of the saloon, you and jungkook were propped up on some large boulders. like it always was, the stars were out and twinkling in a mesmerizing fashion. in your tipsy state, they were way too bright. meanwhile, across from where you sat, jungkook was watching you struggle with the rolling papers in between your fingers. he snickered to himself, taking a sip of the beer that he brought with him.

  the blistering and sweltering of the summer air called for clothing that didn’t suffocate you, but you felt naked under jungkook’s gaze. you wore a mustard yellow tube top and men’s basketball shorts, a pair that you stole from your ex, while your hair was pulled back into a high ponytail. your legs swung back and forth, your feet not even close to touching the ground while sitting on the boulder, and you were wearing flip flops from the general store.

  “when i met you at the funeral again, you were wearing high heels and satin,” jungkook randomly commented, the alcohol failing to conceal his once over of your appearance. “even on your first day, you were wearing platforms.”

  you were certainly blushing from his stare, but the nightfall concealed the red of your bashfulness. “i guess the last two months changed me already.” you didn’t realize that jungkook remembered such details long after the fact.

  he took a swig from his bottle. “don’t get me wrong. i like you both ways,” jungkook offered and the redness on your cheeks spread to the rest of your face. 

  you didn’t want to push him and ask what he meant by that. he was certainly right, though, your time in amber valley was already drastically affecting you. yet, it was easy to miss, especially after you finally found the right tune to your routine. though your new life was hard work, you’d never felt so easygoing and waking up never felt like a chore. when your backyard was beautiful fields, sunflowers grew in front of your house and your best friends were your stubborn chickens, life was no longer one of stressful hustle.

  jungkook made you break away from your thoughts, speaking up again to cut the silence. “you know, anytime before i turn forty would be nice.”

  you furrowed your eyebrows and then realized he was gesturing to the papers and his grinder in your lap, remembering the task you had at hand. “oh, sorry. forgot what i was doing,” you responded.

  he chuckled and you nearly trembled when he hopped off his boulder, strolling towards you. before you knew it, jungkook stood right in front of you, so close you could bump head. he swiped the materials from your lap - just barely brushing his hands on your legs. this time, unlike the moment you shared at dinner, something told you that jungkook knew what he was doing because he looked immediately up at you when he did so. 

  when jungkook didn’t move, it was your turn to break the silence and admittedly, it took all your strength. “you’ve had a couple drinks. you want to smoke later?” you suggested, finding the bravery to look right back at him through your eyelashes. 

  he stuck out his bottom lip and shook his head, as if to say it was no big deal. instead of going back to his previous sitting space, jungkook leaned on the tree just a few feet away from you and set his bottle on your side. 

  “we have the day off, relax a bit,” he said breezily, raising the papers to his mouth and applied the tiniest bit of moisture from his lips. you recalled the way they looked in your recurring dreams and suddenly found the ground the most interesting thing in the world.

  you replied, “i am relaxed,” and took his bottle from beside you, taking a gulp. 

  you felt his eyes burning into you and as the alcohol went down your throat, the sensation felt less and less hot. instead, you were inclined to meet his eyes again and when you did, you saw that your suspicions were correct. jungkook was still looking right at you.

  the distraction pulled your attention away with what jungkook was fumbling around with in his hands and before your very eyes, he held up perfectly neat joint between his thumb and index. it took a grand total over less than two minutes.

  “done,” jungkook announced, as he began feeling his pockets for a lighter.

  you gaped. “that was insanely fast.”

  he snorted. “i shouldn’t have asked you. pretty girls have men rolling for them all the time, why am i surprised that you couldn’t do it?” it sounded like jungkook was teasing you, but his expression remained serious. 

  “jeon jungkook, you’ve been talking a lot tonight,” you voiced, mindlessly playing with your hair. 

  you weren’t sure if your words were ones of warning or encouragement, since the only thing you could focus on was how jungkook just called you pretty. meanwhile, it was hard to resist taking another sip of jungkook’s drink, hoping it would ease your heart rate. you did so, taking a larger gulp than before, and you noticed the way he frowned when watching you.

  “have i?” jungkook questioned, putting the joint between his lips and clicked his lighter, bringing it close to his face and letting the tip turn a deep orange. sterling smoke filled your surroundings, but he was clear as day. 

  you nodded slowly. “more than usual. and that’s with that big mouth of yours,” you added, hoping that cracking a joke would make you at ease.

  it didn’t. jungkook’s lips did tug into a smile, but you were more distracted with the way that he looked blowing out clouds of smoke - honestly, he was pretty. his lips were pretty and his heavy lids were pretty. the way he voice grew raspy as the night went on and more so when he smoked was pretty.

  you realized that you were staring now too and only realized when jungkook gently took his bottle away from your grip. he sighed, placing it on the ground to pick up later. 

  “and you haven’t talked much. that means you shouldn’t have more of this,” he asserted, even despite your whines of objection. “when your big mouth is quiet, that’s trouble. you have something on your mind?” 

  “then pass the joint,” you said, folding your arms across your chest. 

  jungkook immediately burst out laughing, which annoyed you. “absolutely not. you’re drunk and you couldn’t roll, so that means you don’t need to get high.”

  you pouted, which was extremely out of character for you and made jungkook laugh even more. “what? no.”

  “i’m the one who’s going to be walking you home safe, so i’d like to do it with a peace of mind, thanks,” he said, tilting his head slightly as he examined the state you were in. 

  it never occurred to you to ask any of the boys to make sure that you could get home safely and no one offered. you were confident that you could make it home just fine, but didn’t realize that jungkook had already made it his responsibility to look after you.

  “you know,” you began, “you used to always throw a fit when your mom asked you to walk me home.”

  that was one of your most vivid memories from your childhood in amber valley. even though jungkook was technically younger than you, it was his job to be by your side. it was one of the things that you got teased about back then, mostly by jimin in his devilish phase.

  “you used to get pissed off, but you walked me home every time. i feel like when i look back, i can remember so much of us just walking or riding our horses as kids. i don’t really remember where we were going or what we were up to - only you were always by my side.”

  jungkook looked down, kicking a rock. “safe to say i’ve never had a friend like you?” he hesitated.

  it seemed like every time someone uttered the “f” word, the tension thickened like molasses. it was like a rapid game of table tennis, the way the two of you bounced the word back and forth at each other, hoping the other person would finally give up. at this moment, you and jungkook both looked like you were ready to wave the white flag. 

  but, of course, you were both too competitive to lose. 

  shoving your feelings away, you hopped off the boulder and made steps towards jungkook. he instinctively straightened, no longer leaning on the tree when he watched you approach. instead, he peered down at you, a questioning look glimmering in his eyes. 

  “let me have some,” you demanded, pointing at his hand. “i didn’t come outside just to chat with you.”

  “oh, you didn’t?” jungkook countered, as if you were lying through your teeth and he knew it. “you didn’t come outside to be with me?”

  the words he spoke were sharp and challenged you. you weren’t even sure how to grasp them and by jungkook’s silence, neither did he. he paused for a moment, as if pondering his choices. your feet were planted in the ground, as it was your turn to stand inches away from him and used this to show you weren’t afraid of his challenge. 

  eventually, jungkook chuckled in disbelief. without moving, he brought the lighter to the joint once more, ensuring it was lit. he leaned back into the tree and you were about to object, thinking he was going to refuse your request again. then, instead of handing the joint to you, jungkook turned it around and used his other hand to pull you closer by the arm. you stumbled ahead, nearly chest to chest with jungkook.

  “here,” jungkook said and you were confused.

  he held the joint up, licking his lips and didn’t move. you realized he was holding it for you. jungkook even moved strands of hair from the front of your face and you knew he saw you shiver. as soon as you saw what he waa doing, without missing a beat, you leaned in ever so slightly and looked right up at him when you did. you closed your lips around the tip, the sensation filling your lungs, and he watched you intently. as you inhaled, you found yourself leaning even further into his touch, legs now touching.

  nobody moved when you finished and you coughed gently in the other direction after exhaling. he playfully patted your back, as you let it out. you took one more inhale and then, he brought it back to his own lips.

  “good girl,” he murmured and your mouth went dry, which was definitely not a result of the weed. 

  when you composed yourself, you were aware of how close you two were now standing to each other. it felt like another challenge, to see who would move first. neither of you lost, unlike last time. 

  “you’ve been avoiding me,” you finally blurted out, but jungkook didn’t seem to mind. in fact, his expression remained blank and unreadable, which was driving you crazy.

  jungkook responded, “you mean you’ve been avoiding me?” his voice was lower and neared a whisper of a volume.

  “i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  “and i don’t know what you’re talking about,” he shot back, before sighing and looking down at his feet. “maybe i have been talking too much tonight, bunny.” his voice dialed back on intensity. 

  you raised an eyebrow at jungkook. “why, are you holding something back?” the substances in your body were directing you like a puppet, but it was all thoughts and feelings that you’d held captive in your mind for weeks, being released at once. 

  “you’re making this so difficult,” jungkook grunted, gently pushing you away now, but you didn’t move. “i’m not doing this while you’re drunk.”

  “doing what?” you pressed his statements further and stepped closer again. “i’m drunk, but i know what i’m doing.”

  jungkook gritted his teeth and instead of responding, he slowly bent down and picked the beer bottle up from the ground. swishing it around slightly, he finished the rest of the liquid in one gulp. you didn’t miss the way he didn’t step back, still at the same proximity and refused to be the first one to move. you also refused, for once. 

  though you didn't have much to smoke, the high was settling into your muscles and you felt heavier than usual. jungkook gave you a once over again and observed this. he pressed his lips together and came even closer, wrapping his large hand around your wrist.

  he carefully tugged you towards the back door. “come on. time to go.”

  “no.”

  jungkook pretended to not hear you. “let’s go, you need to sit down.” yet somehow, his tone was unconvincing and his grip lacked intention. it was as if really was he was holding something back. 

  “why did you tell me to ask taehyung out? are you a child?” you were relentless, commanding questions left and right. you even stared right at him, as the alcohol and weed washed away any anxiety pooling in your stomach.

  his jaw visibly clenched. “you’re always so stubborn, you know?” jungkook didn’t sound angry or exasperated, but more so amazed at the attitude you kept up like a brick wall. even he had trouble in your opposition. 

  “and don’t start with me about avoiding you, i was just taking a page out of the jeon jungkook handbook of communication,” you snapped, letting his question through in one ear and out the other.

  “oh, give me a break - “

  “no, now would be a great time to explain yourself,” you demanded.

  jungkook clenched his jaw, before taking another drag of his joint and promptly put it out against the tree. even though you felt nothing but frustration run through your veins, it was damning that he looked so good. you were used to his cheery attitude and playfulness, but something about seeing him so serious made your heart jump in different ways.

  he finally spoke, “i was trying to give you space at first because you have a lot going on. you’re running the farm all by yourself, you live alone - “

  “i’m a grown adult, jungkook! we aren’t kids anymore, you don’t have to protect me!” you cried, voice cracking slightly and when he didn’t answer, you continued. “why are you creating distance between us? do you know how happy i was to have you back in my life after so long?” 

  quietly, he replied, “i was, too.”

  “why are we ignoring what happened at the farmhouse? twice, actually?” you asked, exasperated. “is it because you have jiwon? or, am i imagining things and this is all in my head?”

  “stop asking a million questions a minute.”

  when jungkook’s voice dropped below a whisper, it snapped you back into the reality in front of you, where his face was inches away from yours.

  dreams of you kissing jungkook then flashed before your eyes. the haunting, yet sacchrine images that had been following you around for days clutched onto the confusing emotions that had been following you for the past month and a half. it was clearer now that the gap between the two of you drew smaller and smaller as the conversation went on. it was now at the point where your noses were nearly touching.

  “i tried to fight it, every time it got too close. but, last time - “

  “last time, you were vulnerable. it would have felt wrong if i. . . “ you trailed off, not daring to finish the sentence. the both of you knew what would have happened if you didn’t pull away during your last night together.

  when no one said anything or moved even an inch, jungkook spoke once more. his eyes fell to your lips and this time, he didn’t hide it. they remained fixated until he opened his mouth.

  “i dare you,” was all jungkook said.

  in your twenty five years of living, you never, ever, not once lost a dare to jeon jungkook. the dare in question needed no verbalization for the two of you to understand. the understanding was crystal clear - it was in the way jungkook’s grip on your wrist somehow turned into a gentle hold of your hand, in the way that he counted the amount of times you bit your lip and it was in the way that nobody wanted to move. the dare sounded playful aloud, but was sharp and impatient. 

  today was not the day you were going to lose for the first time. 

  closing the distance between your lips and jungkook’s felt like a slow motion reel, like the entire world braked its rotation just for the two of you. it was as if you could hear each flap of a butterfly’s wings and each leaf on the branches above you rustling in the sticky, summer breeze. there was very little space left between you and jungkook at this point, but the leap to meet his lips you took felt centuries long. 

  jungkook’s lips were as soft as they looked and his clasp in your hand never loosened, only accompanied by his other arm locking around your waist. you could’ve sworn you heard the clatter of the beer bottle drop against the dirt beneath your feet, but your ears were ringing too loud to be sure. he took you by the waist, enveloping you and pulling you as close as he could, deepening the kiss. 

  instantly, like being shocked by electricity, you brought your arms around jungkook’s neck and balanced yourself as high as you could on your tippy toes. you swiped your tongue against his lip piercing. the kiss was hungry and lacked any sense of patience. he moaned softly and his other arm finally dropped your hand, only to bring it around your waist to join the other. he lifted you slightly in your kiss, noticing that you struggled to meet his height, and you giggled into the kiss. 

  jungkook also laughed against your lips and you thought it was finally breaking the tension of the moment. you were proven wrong by yourself, your own body betraying you when you began running your fingers through the hair on the back of his head without even realizing it. jungkook moaned again, louder, at the sensation of you pulling at the strands and bit your bottom lip in response. 

  “shit, you sure you want to do that?” he warned against your lips, but you were distracted by the way his raspy voice lit all your sensations on fire and you slipped your tongue into the kiss.

  the two of you could have been lost in each other’s lips for hours - you wouldn’t be able to tell, completely lost. you stumbled briefly when jungkook led you to turn around and switch with your back against the tree, but he steadied you immediately and held most of your weight without breaking the kiss. he pressed you closer against the tree, now slowing down. 

  jungkook still had his arms around your body, protecting your bare back from the bark and from tripping before anything. now, though, the kiss was no longer hungry, but still intense as if the two of you continued to drown yourselves in each other’s touch. your lips moved against him slowly, savouring each second. this is when you truly lost track of time.

  nobody was going to pull away, even though you could hear jungkook’s phone going off with texts. the only thing that worked was the pattering of raindrops on your head. you ignored it at first and they lessened when jungkook put a hand above your head to protect you. except, the rain only intensified and the two of you needed to catch your breath.

  you swore your lips were tingling when you pulled away. jungkook barely moved, forehead to forehead to you. you met his eyes and despite the cold of the rain, his gaze warmed you. the two of you panted in unison, no words needed to say.

  “we keep finding ourselves in the rain,” jungkook managed to whisper in between breaths. 

  you jumped at the aggressive clap of thunder in the distance, the sky flashing for a moment. this was what snapped you out of your daze, unable to shake off the feeling of jungkook’s lips and body against your own. when you jumped, he wrapped his arms tighter against you, protectively. before you let him pull you away back indoors, there was one more thing you had to say.

  “i win.”

  the kiss you shared with jungkook was ingrained in your memory and there was no chance of you wiping it away, even if you had a few drinks that night. the kiss jolted you cold sober, more alert than you could ever be. the kiss was stretching your muscles after a long drive. it was what both of you had been holding back for the longest time and you didn’t even know it, until your fingers were tangled in his hair and his strong arms gripped your waist like his life depended on it.

𝐓𝐀𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓. @sstrongstyle @wobblewobble822 @taiwan0618 @seokout @firelcrds @xwniazx @shellyyy177 @myseokjinji

[network-rail]

Train spotlight: bird

One of many maintenance vehicles used by Network Rail, the bird is a small, lightweight unmanned aerial vehicle used for checking the structural integrity of rails and overhead wires. It is very quiet and efficient, especially compared to drones or ladders (🪜).

[marzipanandminutiae]

Friend Marzi, why do we have an inclination to believe that all historical clothing was very heavy? Fabrics varied in lightness and for the very heat of summer for example an all-silk or all-muslin ensemble could be made very light and breathable if necessary, even foregoing implements like boning, etc. Like, there are ways to not be dragging your skirts around.

Working people and people with active hobbies were already wearing fewer layers anyway, so we shouldn't expect them to be encumbered. Why do we anyway?

Friend Tumblr User Chasingtheskyline! Hello!

(This answer will focus primarily on conventionally feminine clothing, since that's my area of expertise. Just to disclaim.)

I think it's because of the layering, really. And the idea that, as you touched on, Only Rich People Wore All That (not so much- the basic makeup of chemise/combinations, maybe drawers post-1820s, corset/stays, at least one petticoat, skirt, bodice for women was pretty consistent across most of the social ladder during the 18th and 19th centuries at least) so of COURSE it's heavy and impractical. And as we all know, rich people didn't have lives or do things! They just lounged around being rich and not moving! </s>

We're used to one layer of our mostly-polyester clothing being extremely warming in summer because. It's polyester. Breathability is not something people think about much nowadays, since we're so used to just exposing as much skin as possible to cool down. Ergo, the idea that it's layers of lightweight fabric doesn't really occur to people, I think.

Another element, I think, may be that some of these people have carried reproduction historical garments but never worn them. Or weighed them in a heap on a scale- yes, really -and never taken into account the weight distribution when they're on a body. I've owned garments that were a bear to carry, but perfectly comfortable to wear.

Also, you know. We've long had a vested interest in making our own garments seem like The Best Most Advanced Garments. You can find articles from as early as the 1920s decrying Victorian "trailing skirts and trailing hair" as unhygienic and uncomfortable Never mind that the ADULTS saying this would have known full well that shorter skirts were commonplace for situations where Excessive Dirt would be present and grown women wore their hair up. (Also, you know. Unless you're licking your hem, your skirts cannot get you sick.)

Either you're getting only the experiences of women who hated what they wore before- which would somehow be the same fashion writers who once declared that the gowns of 1915 were the best, or 1910, or 1905 -or they had a vested interest in selling something to the public: in this case, the hottest, newest clothes (and hairstyles that required more regular trips to the hairdresser than long hair pinned up). Of course you get those writers calling earlier clothing heavy- they're trying to get people to buy rayon flapper dresses!

Now, does that mean that nobody in history found their clothing heavy? Of course not. One of Amelia Bloomer's key complaints about the fashions of the 1840s and early 50s was the many layers of petticoats women often wore to create the fashionable skirt shape- and while I'm often loath to take dress reformers as sole arbiters of women's opinion, the invention of the cage crinoline/hoop skirt was widely hailed as a marvel for enabling big skirts with much less weight.

But you're so right that this perception is extremely exaggerated nowadays. I do my best to fight it- had this conversation with a colleague today, as I was wearing a long-sleeved blouse of cotton voile and a long cotton skirt to work in 80-degree (F) weather -but. Well. It DOES get frustrating at times.

[ub-sessed]

I bought a sewing machine for my daughter and I'm trying to refamiliarize myself with machine sewing so that I teach her how to use it, and boy so far it's only confirming my preference for hand-sewing.

Not only does my neck hurt after using the machine for 20 minutes (the main reason I have sewn exclusively by hand for the past 15 years), but everything is so complicated! Want to sew a zig-zag stitch on lightweight fabric? You need a special presser foot and/or iron-on rinse-away stabilizer to keep the fabric from bunching into a little ridge. Want to sew a zipper? You need a special presser foot. Want to sew an invisible zipper? You need a different special presser foot!

When I sew by hand, I can just sew. Different fabric? Just sew! Zippers? Just sew! Object is three-dimensional and doesn't lie flat? Object is too small to fit over the bed of a machine? Seam is in the middle of a huge piece? Just sew! In my comfy chair! With my family! At the doctor's office! Watching TV? Just sew!

Now I recognize that this is 48 years of hand-sewing experience speaking here, and for most people, knowing how (and when) to do a catch stitch or a blind hem or a ladder stitch or needle-turn appliqué or sashiko or invisible mending or a buttonhole or a rolled hem is not "just sew"ing. But from my perspective they're all just "put the needle through the fabric and pull."

Unfortunately both my eyesight and my manual dexterity are going, so if I want to be able to keep sewing I'm going to have to get comfortable with the sewing machine. Also my daughter hates hand sewing, but she's very excited about making her own clothes and stuff.

So once a week I put the machine on the kitchen table and try to figure out how it does what. Maybe someday it will seem as intuitive as hand sewing?

In the meantime, here is a poster a co-worker made:

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[charliecraftsthings]

I made a Tailor's Ham! It's essentially a sort of hard pillow used for ironing against. It's especially useful for ironing curves and 3D construction (eg: stuff it into things like sleeves or hats).

I used the free pattern by Cornelius Quiring, and took the suggestion of zigzagging my wool together instead of sewing darts.

For the top fabric, I wanted wool. This mustard yellow coat fabric was the only 100% wool I could find at Fabricland that day. It was in the clearance area, originally $50 /m. The smallest increment the shop sells is 20 cm, which was sufficient for this pattern. With extra sale pricing and my membership discount, I paid about $5 for the 20 x 150 cm piece (they cut me a generous "20 cm", closer to 30 cm actually).

Upon closer examination, this fabric was knitted before the felting, and there was still some noticeable stretch. To reduce the stretch, I put the wool in the washer with hot water, then tumbled dry on low heat until it was bout 80-90% dry; then ironed the fabric flat and let the steam finish evaporating.

For the bottom, I used a remnant of heavy cotton canvas. I've heard that it's best to use unwashed cotton so that the ham will shrink up and pull even tighter with the heat of an iron, but this is what I had.

I applied lightweight woven cotton fusible to the entire wool piece to add stability and structure. Following Quiring's advice again, I reinforced the underside of the not-darts (the zigzag) with scraps of the cotton canvas.

(In a future make, I might try using heavyweight fusible at the not-darts, instead of fusing all over and reinforcing with canvas.)

I had difficulty sewing the not-darts, largely because of how stiff the fabric had become. I'm not sure if this just comes with practice or if I did something wrong, but after shaping the not-darts, I couldn't get the top and bottom pieces to fit together nicely. I had to really fight and pull the fabrics to line up, and in the end I opted for an imperfect ham rather than continue puncturing the fabric with my heavy needle.

For stuffing, I've learned that sawdust or wood shavings (like pet bed litter) are ideal. I didn't have any, but I had lots of fabric scraps! However, the unevenness of fabric scraps make for a lumpy ham, which interferes with a smooth ironing surface. Taking stock of what I had, I came up with a plan to stuff the ham in layers:

First, I added kapok fibre (a fluffy plant fibre, kinda similar to cotton; I already had lots of this for stuffing amigurumis), making sure there was a thick layer all around. Kapok fibre won't melt, and I think the fluffy texture would help smooth irregularities caused by the fabric scraps.

I picked through my smallest fabric scraps to remove as much synthetic fabric as possible (the high heat of an iron might melt the polyesters and nylons), then used my LDH shears to cut into as fine of ribbons as I was arsed to. I mixed these fabric scraps with dryer lint (which definitely contained synthetic fibres!) and began stuffing. I hoped the dryer lint would help smooth the texture of the fabric scraps.

Stuffing this ham tight was hard work, so I enlisted the aid of my partner. Much innuendo and amusement ensued.

Once I was satisfied with how packed it was, I hand-sewed the seam shut with a ladder stitch.

The ham is all puckered and lumpy, especially at the hand-sewn closure, but I kinda love it.

I kinda want to name him Hammy, or possibly Bentley.

It's so ugly and I love it! 💖💖

This has got to be one of the most useful things I've ever sewn. It felt like a "specialty" tool at first, but it really isn't, I use it all the time now that I have it! Ironing shoulder seams, sleeves, hats, and bags--! It's really great.

Although Hammy/Bentley will last a long time I think, I'm also kinda looking forward to making another ham. My local hardware store said I can come take their sawdust for free when the machine's full--just to phone ahead to ask how full it is.

[flytohurt]

Hello do you know how climbing Mount Everest works? Will they stay at every camp for longer then a night or why does it take so long? I’m sorry to ask you 😰 it’s just that I am really scared for Darby and I think if I look at google or watch movies about it I will get more scared! Thank you thank you thank you if you answer!

hi! omg sorry this got completely buried in my notifs 🖤

i just had this same convo with someone else, actually! there’s a lot to cover so putting it under the cut. i wrote this out at like 1am so hopefully it’s coherent & not just me babbling 😂

time

so the time it takes really depends on a bunch of factors, like which route you take, what the weather does, how prepared & experienced you are, how many other people are climbing, etc. but it also takes time to get used to the environment, so the climb is done in several segments, repeatedly hitting each camp to acclimatise.

ideally, the first two rotations take around 3 weeks, followed by about a week of rest, then the summit period of around a week & a half. this can of course be shortened or lengthened by weather conditions, health conditions, or other factors that come up. the rest of the time is spent travelling to & from Everest.

Darby’s climb details

Darby is climbing privately, in tandem with an expedition group. so they will be at camps together & going on the same route, but separately. this also means he has his own team of Sherpas who establish camps before he arrives & maintain them during the expedition, as well as a private doctor, chef, Sirdars, etc. separate from the expedition group’s.

they’re taking the South Col route, which is “easier” in the way of climbing difficulty - it is a pretty well-established path, without many obstacles or rock climbing - & has easier access for rescue teams if needed. it’s also easier to get permits for. that said, it does feature the Khumbu Icefall, which is known to be dangerous. Darby has received specific mountaineering training to prepare him for this, & the Sherpa team will already have ropes, ladders, etc. set up here before he even gets to base camp.

he’ll trek to base camp over a few days to a week, staying with locals & sightseeing along the way. Zach & Michelle are accompanying him on the trek to base camp.

rotation #1

he’ll head from base camp through the Khumbu Icefall up to camp 1, where he’ll stay for the night. the next day, he’ll go to camp 2, where he’ll stay a few more days, then climb to camp 3 & back down to base camp the same day.

rotation #2

he’ll climb from base camp all the way up to camp 3, sleep there, then head back to base camp. he’ll remain at base camp for rest period.

final rotation - summit

he’ll climb with a lightweight pack all the way from base camp up to camp 4. there, he’ll sleep on bottled oxygen, & will remain on oxygen through the rest of the summit period. if he’s healthy enough to summit the next day, he will, but the camp will have extra oxygen in case he needs to stay there for a day. at this point, he will be accompanied by a Sherpa &/or guide at all times.

after summitting, they will head down as quickly as they can. it’s extremely important to do this fast, to avoid running out of oxygen, or becoming dangerously tired, which is what kills people most of the time. they’ll stay at base camp for the night, before cleaning up & beginning the trek back to Lukla.

[theengineerspost]

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1. Tipper Truck:

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2. Mini Truck:

Mini trucks are small, lightweight vehicles that transport goods over short distances. They are economical and commonly used for intra-city deliveries and light-duty applications.

3. Concrete Truck:

Also known as a cement mixer, this truck has a rotating drum to mix and transport concrete to construction sites. By continuously turning during transit, it ensures the concrete remains usable.

4. Pickup Truck:

A pickup truck features an enclosed cabin, an open cargo area with low sides, and a tailgate. It's versatile for personal transport, light commercial deliveries, and towing.

5. Box Truck:

Also called a cube truck or van, a box truck has an enclosed cargo space separated from the cabin. It's ideal for moving goods, furniture, and appliances.

6. Tow Truck:

Tow trucks are designed to transport vehicles, often used for towing broken-down, damaged, or illegally parked vehicles. They may use flatbeds, hooks, or wheel-lift mechanisms.

7. Dump Truck:

Often synonymous with a tipper truck, dump trucks have a robust design for heavy-duty operations. They're used to transport and dump loose materials like soil or rubble.

8. Fire Truck:

Fire trucks are emergency vehicles equipped with firefighting apparatus, water pumps, hoses, and ladders. Some also carry rescue equipment for emergencies.

9. Garbage Truck:

Also known as a refuse truck, it collects and transports waste to disposal sites. Some models compact the garbage to maximize capacity.

10. Tanker Truck:

Tanker trucks have large cylindrical tanks to transport liquids such as fuel, chemicals, or water. They are vital for industries requiring bulk liquid transportation.