#Tape and Needle and Scissors and Thread And

[badassindistress]

Chemise Sewalong January 2025

Step Zero: Materials

Here's a list of materials in advance to give people the time to find fabric. We’ll do some measurements so we know how much fabric we need and get the preliminaries out of the way.

What you are definitely going to need:

Fabric

Thread

Needles

Fabric scissors

Pins

A measuring tape

A ruler or flat edge to draw straight lines

Tailor’s chalk or other method to mark lines on your fabric

What will make this project a lot easier:

An iron and ironing board  - I would say this is a necessity but not everyone has one and you can make a chemise without, it will just be harder and won’t look as crisp.

A thimble - in the long run it will make you sew quicker and be better for your hands

A sewing machine (I am intending to handsew this because not everyone has a sewing machine, but if you do have access to one and want to be done quickly, do the long seams on a sewing machine and glory in the speed of modern technology)

A cutting mat, quilting ruler and rotary cutter – This thing is all squares and triangles and quilters have got squares and triangles figured out

If you’re used to inches, keep a converter handy because my brain is used to centimeters

How much fabric do I need?

A lot. The chemise panels use the full width of the fabric. Decide if you want your chemise to knee length, to the floor or something in between. Then decide if you want full length sleeves or half sleeves.

I’m making long poofy sleeves but a kneelength skirt.

The calculation: my neck to knee is 120cm, my full arm length is 60cm shoulder to wrist (including 5cm extra for poof), so the length of fabric needed is 120+120+60=3 meters exactly.

What kind of fabric?

For the type of fabric I’d recommend cotton or linen for the historic feeling, but go with whatever brings you joy and isn’t stretchy. It needs to be light enough you can gather it up without it getting bulky and not terribly prone to fraying so you won’t go insane while sewing

Go with what is available and sparks joy as long as it’s a light fabric that gathers down nicely. (Thin sheets or table cloths can definitely be used for this). I’m going to use a fuchsia silk I’ve been saving for the airiest dress in existence.

tl:dr – procure 3 to 4 meters (145/150cm wide) of non-stretchy fabric of a lightness and colour that you would like to wear. Wash it, iron it and congratulate yourself on being super productive.

[jasperthehatchet]

I upgraded my altiods tin sewing kit! (More details are in the image ID)

I added more needles, safety pins, thread, and a sharp pair of thread scissors just small enough to fit inside the tin. There's usually two needle threaders in here but one is in use atm. And there's enough stuff inside to fit perfectly so that the lid can close all the way and nothing slides around so that's nice

I am gonna post my little altiods tin emergency chronic pain/migraine kit within the next few days as well so keep an eye out for that if you're intrested

[ID: various pictures of a metal altoids tin, about 3.5 inches by 2 inches, with sewing supplies inside. A little bag of silver safety pins, varying colors of thread on 5 small spools, more colors of thread wrapped around two small rolls of paper and inside a small plastic bag, a folded piece of paper measuring tape, a small pair of orange thread scissors, a needle threader, and some buttons inside a little bag. There are varying sizes and types of sewing needles that are stuck in a small rectangular piece of green felt that fits on top of everything inside the tin. It has sharps, darning needles, embroidery needles and one curved needle.

The colors of thread included are: light pink, a muted rusty orange, white, a few shades of light brown and off white all wrapped around one piece of rolled paper. The other paper rool has more vibrant saturated colors including red, blue, yellow, dark green, and orange. The little bag had extra recycled pieces of thread i salvaged from other projects that are long enough to still be used. And the colors on the 5 small spools are black, dark mossy warm green, dark brown, light brown and white. End ID]

[terrorcamp]

Get ready for Terror Camp’s workshops!

Planning to attend our two NEW workshops? Whether you’re making your very own version of the Peglar Papers or brushing up on your mending techniques, here’s what you’ll need to take part…

For Friday’s Bookbinding workshop, run by @strogoff-era, you’ll need:

Inside paper: No need to be fancy! Around 5 sheets of A5/Letter print-quality paper.

Cover paper: Thick paper. It should be at least twice the length of your inside sheets. It should also be taller; a few inches is enough.

Tools: Cutter & metal ruler & pencil. Bone folder is better but not necessary.

(Optional) Needle and thread: The thread should be thick and very strong. Good quality embroidery thread or bookbinding thread is perfect.

For Sunday’s Mending workshop, run by Hannah J. Haverkamp, you’ll need:

¼ yard (23cm) of cotton fabric (any quilting weight cotton or basic muslin is fine)

Tools: Pins, a needle, a ruler, fabric scissors (or suitably sharp)

Embroidery floss

One button

Small pieces of contrasting fabric - 5 pieces at least 5x7" (cotton)

2 yards (1.8m) of 3/4" soft ribbon or fabric tape for edge binding and ties

We’ll be making one of the three decorative motif patterns above! Printable PDF and cutting instructions to come soon.

❄️ Don't forget to register!

We can’t wait to see you there in two weeks' time! 🥰❄️

[the-merry-otter]

Beginner Sewing Equipment

So! I’ve seen enough of you in my notes now going “ooh I wanna take up sewing”, so I thought I’d start giving some tips for how to do that. And the thing that comes first with any hobby is equipment. It can be a bit of an outlay at first, which is daunting when you’re not even sure you’ll enjoy it. However you honestly can get away with the bare-bones amount of equipment - further tools make it easier, but aren’t necessary straight up.

If you start on a small project, the only things you’ll really need are:

Pack of basic needles

Dressmakers pins

A spool of thread

Seam ripper / unpicker

The fabric/material you’re working with (for the love of all that is holy don’t start with velvet or faux fur they are the devil incarnate in textile form).

Then once you go “yeah ok I’m kinda enjoying this”, I recommend adding:

An iron!! This is not only to keep fabric flat, but to press seams, and help with edges. Hopefully you already have one as a household item. (If you don’t have an ironing board, lay some towels down on a table).

A pair of fabric scissors. I cannot stress enough that if you can you should buy the expensive ones it makes such a difference. (In the meanwhile, paper scissors can *technically* work they just don’t work WELL).

Dressmakers tape (before you have one of these, use a piece of string and a common ruler to do the measurements)

Tailors chalk / some kind of washable pen (a normal pencil can do the trick at first - the area where you’re marking often ends up on the ends of a seam, and can’t be seen on the finished garment).

A thimble (good for hand sewing thick wools or other dense fabrics)

A long ruler for patterning (a broom handle is an acceptable substitute for a while though)

That’s it, those are the items I use for 90% of my projects! Any other equipment will likely be specialised, which you can then buy on a needs-basis.

(The only other thing is a sewing machine, but that’s going to be a personal means thing; they are not a cheap piece of equipment! See if you can borrow one from a friend or family member to start with).

[emiplayzmc]

Hi so um

Remember when I said I was gonna doodle Addisons x WALL-E AU bots

This is my new child, Orange Addison / TA-LR. I've signed the adoption papers, They're my baby now. I was gonna doodle more today but got excited with TA-LR. They're a tailor that mends clothing and fabrics around the ship such as bedsheets, banners, and towels! There are multiple TA-LR bots ^-^

TA-LR stands for 'Tailoring And Linen Repair'

They have four arms - one made with scissors, one with a needle, one with various threads that they can use (can be changed and swapped out for other colours) and one with a general all-purpose hand / claw thing that they use for holding items or using a measuring tape. They roll around on one wheel to get around, and they can extend themselves from that wheel to reach higher areas. The monocle is for viewing things closer in their field of vision (like threads to snip :3)

Also made some automated voiceline things they'd say because. You see, well..... I am unwell about TA-LR. Pack it up boys, I've made the perfect specimen, nothing I ever draw will ever outdo this /j

Oughhhhhhhhhh Addisons x WALL-E AU Orange Addison I love youuuuuu, no matter what AU I put them in they always end up being my favourite even if this one isn't supposed to be MY specific Orange (Banner)

Also compared to the height of the average human / my Orange Addison..... baby. Baby size. TA-LR is baby.

Still gonna make other Addisons + Spamton as bots!! But for now... my son＼(^o^)／

[maximilliansblog]

How to build your first fursuit head for ~$100 USD (2023)

What’s good furries? I’m sure a lot of you have a fursona and want to make your first fursuit. I recommend starting with a partial just in case you mess up or fall out of the hobby. It’s also less expensive!

This tutorial will only cover the head. I haven’t made any of the other stuff and I’m probably going to buy it online premade because I’m lazy.

1.) Have a reference sheet for your fursona.

If you are an artist, draw (the best you can) a reference sheet of your fursona from the front, side, and back. I made a little turnaround animation for mine, but this is not necessary.

Not an artist? Don’t want to draw? Commission someone to do it for you. I recommend Etsy, but you can find furry artists with open commissions all over the internet.

No money for commissions? You might be out of luck. Ask a friend or draw it the best you can. Alternatively, you can edit someone else’s fursona reference sheet to make it look like your fursona. Yeah, it’s stealing. Just don’t post it and act like it’s yours 👍

You can also go into the Roblox game, Catalogue Avatar Creator, and assemble something that looks kind of like your fursona. Take a screenshot of it from the front, side, and back, then go into a photo editor (I recommend IbisPaint or MediBang Paint, they are both free) and add in your special details.

I recommend not making your first fursuit super complicated or some kind of rare species. But you do you. It will just be really hard.

Also determine what style of fursuit you want. Toony? Kemono? Realistic? (I don’t recommend realistic for your first fursuit but you do you). This will be important later.

2.) Find Shit to Build It With

Once again, I recommend Etsy. You’ll need:

+ all the fur colors you need (try 2-3)

+ eye mesh

+ 3D printed mask

+ hot glue gun and hot glue sticks (dollar store)

+ needle and thread (dollar store or Walmart)

+ balaclava

+ styrofoam head

+ fabric scissors

+ extra foam pieces for ears or horns

Assemble all of that. It should be around $80-120 USD.

Your 3D printed mask is the most important thing. Another reason to get a relatively common species. Mine was a dragon. Remember the fursuit style you picked earlier? Search on etsy “3d printed [style] [species] furry mask” and you should be able to find one. You can also get pre-made foam heads. I don’t recommend trying to make your own head base, because A) it’s hard and B) those materials cost more money.

This shit will take a while to come in so don’t get too excited about it. My mask took like a month because it came from Germany.

3.) Mark the Color Spots on your Head Base

Basically just take a sharpie and outline the different color regions on your headbase. You can also use a pencil if you’re a pussy /j

4.) Uhhhh Eyeball That Fabric Pattern and Hot Glue the Pieces to Your Headbase

Some people use duct tape to make a pattern. That did not work for me! So I eyeballed it. Made some mistakes. That’s okay.

5.) Trim Down the Fur Length

Most people use clippers for this but I didn’t want to buy any and I didn’t know how to use them so I did it VERY CAREFULLY with scissors.

6.) Fill in the Cracks Between Your Hot Glue Seams With Loose Fur

Look at all this damn fur on the floor! If only there was something to do with it!

Put hot glue between the super visible seams where you hotglued different pieces of fabric next to each other, then pack in some of that loose fur. Cut it down if it’s too long. The seams will be less visible.

7.) Hot Glue the Eye Mesh Behind the Eye Holes

VERY CAREFULLY hot glue this so your character isn’t cross-eyed. You can try follow-me eyes but I didn’t do that with mine.

8.) Add Your Extra Details

You know like whiskers or plastic teeth or a tongue or anything else you want to put on there.

Now you’re done with the mask part.

9.) CAREFULLY Hot Glue Your Balaclava to the Inside of the Mask

The eye hole should be where your eye mesh is so that you can see out. Also make sure some of the balaclava is glued to the top of the mask.

10.) Weigh Down Your Styrofoam Head With a Heavy Rock

Or put it on a stand. Or hot glue it to the table. Whatever works.

11.) Put the Balaclava that you Glued to the Mask on the Styrofoam Head

Pretty simple. The reason we weighed down the styrofoam head is because the front of your mask will be heavy and make it fall over while you’re trying to work.

12.) ????? Put Fur On the Balaclava

You’ll also need to like add some fur connecting the sides of the mask to the balaclava. Hard to explain. You’ll probably figure it out?

13.) Trim that Fur and Put the Trimmings in the Seams Like Before

14.) Take it off of the Styrofoam Head

You may need to cut a slit in the back of the neck of your fursuit head. Not only will it help get the styrofoam head out, now your head can get in and out too!

15.) Put it on

Edit it if something is wrong. It might feel crooked but it’s probably not.

16.) Enjoy!

Hopefully this was helpful! This is how made mine.

[lacerotalong]

Time for another lace style...

We will eventually get around to learning all of these, which one do you want to learn first?

Also we have many more styles planned, these are just the styles we have good tutorial resources for so far.

These styles all require some specialty tools/supplies, which I've listed below the cut in case that's a deciding factor for people. Pretty much everything can be DIY'd or repurposed from some other common objects, and this information will be shared as part of the lace-along :)

Bobbin lace:

Thread (e.g. sewing thread, embroidery floss) (edit by mod Rex: crochet cotton or perle cotton preferable for beginners)

Bobbins (24 for the sampler we will do)

Bobbin lace pillow

Pattern printed or drawn out

Pins with small heads (a whole lot of em)

(edit by Mod comfy: I dipped my toes in this already, you can use clothespins as bobbins (basically everything that holds some thread and can be moved around comfortably), and some sturdy cardboard as a pillow. Your "pillow" just needs to be sturdy enough to keep the pins in place for the time you work on the lace, so if you have a couch pillow that could work, go for it)

Drawn thread lace:

Plain-woven linen or cotton fabric, with large enough threads you can comfortably see individual threads at a comfortable working distance

Sewing thread in the same colour as your fabric

Fine blunt-tipped needle

Fine tipped scissors or seam ripper and a steady hand

Lacis/ filet lace

Sturdy thread/ twine/ crochet cotton

Netting shuttle/ netting needle

Netting gauge/ mesh stick (e.g. dowel, knitting needle, smooth popsicle stick or similar)

Blunt tapestry needle

Some method of tensioning the net for embroidery: mesh frame/ embroidery hoop/ stiff paper to tack net down to

Needle lace:

Paper pattern printed or drawn out

Backing fabric (e.g. sturdy medium weight calico) (will not be part of finished piece)

Sticky backed plastic/ clear packing tape

Lace thread (e.g. crochet cotton, perlee, stranded cotton, silk thread)

Regular sewing thread in a contrasting colour for tacking down pattern (will not be part of the finished piece)

Sharp needle to tack down pattern

Blunt needle to make lace

Tweezers

Fine tipped scissors

Thimble (optional)

Sprang:

Sprang frame (e.g. empty backless picture frame, DIY frame made of sticks, two dowels tied to sturdy objects an appropriate distance apart)

Sturdy cord or crochet cotton

Smooth dowels/rods, 4-6 of them?

[kryptid-writes]

Chapter 7 - Secrets Secrets Are No Fun

Coping with the new development of wings, Y/N must hide her secret from the Winchesters, but the veil falls during training when things get heated with Dean.

(2.2k)

TW: This chapter has to do with binding wings that may be viewed as similar to chest binding. If you practice chest binding, please do so safely my friends. <3

Call (1 - 866 - 488 - 7386) or visit TheTrevorProject.org for more resources.

“Disgusting.” I mutter under my breath, gazing at my back, topless in the mirror. 

The little protrusions between my shoulder blades have doubled in size since the morning light just hours ago. Reaching nearly 6 inches in length, they adorn sporadic white feathers with a golden glamor sprouting from the bone. They look frail and weak, like the feathers of a baby bird, but without a doubt, they were undeniably the early stages of wing growth. 

A single tear rolls down my cheek as I'm unable to control the rush of emotions, frustration, sadness, disgust tearing me apart from the inside out. 

This is wrong. This is all so wrong! Why me? WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS!

My thoughts run a thousand miles per hour, clattering around in my brain. However, the sound of knocking on the bathroom door quickly pulls me out of my head. 

“Hey, Y/N?” Sam’s sweet muffled voice comes through the other side of the door.

“Yeah, uh, just a minute,” I reply in a panicked tone, picking up my flannel from the floor and wrapping it around my body. Unsurprisingly, the flannel did little to disguise the problem,  the fabric stretching and poking out awkwardly around the appendages. 

Great. The last thing I need right now is the Winchesters to see the freak show that is my newly sprouted wings.

���Dean and I wanna talk to you when you have a minute.”

“Sure thing!” I put on a fake chirpy voice, immediately cringing at how fake it sounds. I can practically feel Sam purse his lips and furrow his brow in reaction to my odd tone on the other side of the door.

“Right,” Sam clears his throat. His footsteps fade in the distance as he walks away. 

I let out a sigh of relief that doesn’t last long as I remember the problem at hand. There must be something in this bathroom I can use to conceal my little problem. I stumble over to the white cabinet on the wall that hangs just above the sink and fling the door open. The cabinet is practically barren with the exception of a half empty bottle of over the counter pain medication and a small plastic container with the words, FIRST AID, scribbled on it in sharpie. 

“Of course.” I say through gritted teeth, swiping the kit and slamming the cabinet shut. The flimsy white plastic cracks open under my touch, the contents spilling on the floor with a clatter. I drop to my knees, paying little mind to the bruise that will likely form from the impact, and rummage through the supplies around me. Gause, scissors, bandaids, needle, thread, and, “Hah!” I proudly exclaim as I grab the medical wrap from the pile.

Pushing myself up onto my feet and in front of the bathroom mirror, I unravel the tape and begin wrapping it around my wings. I struggle as they resist and flutter against the fabric. If they would just hold still, the process would go alot faster, and time is certainly of the essence. I bite my lip, swallowing down the pain from my sensitive wings crunching under the tape, painfully immobilized. After several wraps, I was finally satisfied and tore off the end of the bandage with my teeth, tucking it securely away. Although it wasn’t perfect, they were successfully binded flat against my back.

I pull my flannel back on, buttoning it all the way up and turn to the side to admire my work in the mirror. It’s still rather lumpy in the back, but not very noticeable unless you really squint.

I take a deep breath, regulating my emotions, wiping away the tears, and putting on my best poker face. I exit the bathroom, closing the door behind me with a quiet click.

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Sam and Dean sit in the library, each lost in their own worlds.

 Sam, lounging in a chair, thumbing through the pages of an old biblical book. 

Dean sits on the table, a leg resting on the arm of Sam's chair as he repeatedly sharpens a long silver blade.

“So, what did you want to talk to me about?” I ask, grabbing their attention. I fold my hands behind my back, slowly rocking back and forth from the pads to the heels of my feet, trying to calm my nerves.

“Well, we’ve been talking it over and we think it’s best to give you some training. You need to be prepared for what’s to come.” Sam gives a reassuring smile.

“Kick the devil's ass and send him back to his maker,” Dean chuckles, playfully pointing the blade in my direction.

“Oh.” I scratch the back of my neck, conflicted at the idea of assassinating the man I have developed mixed feelings for, but also excited to learn some self defense. “What did you have in mind?”

“Well, Sammy here can teach you how to exorcize demons. You can bet your ass there will be dozens guarding Lucifer. And me? I’m gonna teach you how to gank that feathery son of a bitch.” He turns the blade in his hand and plunges it into the wood of the table. It wobbles slightly before falling perfectly still.

“Okay...” Is all I can say as I struggle to process the information. 

I have no problem with exorcizing demons, the less that crawls this earth, the better. But Lucifer? Sure, I hate his guts for completely uprooting my life and turning me into some hybrid angel freak, but do I really want him dead?

The brothers give me an odd look, clearly expecting a different kind of response.

“So, where do we start?” I smile, trying to save the awkward interaction.

“I figure we start with some simple exorcism incantations.” Sam jumps up from his seat, rummaging in his jeans pocket for a folded piece of scrap paper. “This is your study guide.” He hands the slip to me.

I unfold it and written in neat handwriting is a series of Latin words. Beneath each word is the phonetic pronunciation, which is quite helpful considering I don’t know the first thing about reading Latin. I stare at the hefty paragraph, feeling rather intimidated.

“Don’t worry, I’m gonna help you,” he reassures me.

I give him a polite nod and a quick smile, trying my best to stow away my doubt.

“Repeat after me, Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus,” he says, slow and clear, making sure to over pronounce each syllable. 

“Exorcizamu… Exorcizamus te omnis immu… Immundus spiritus,” I repeat, butchering almost every word. I stare at the paper, replaying each word over and over in my head til it sticks. “ Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus,” I say with confidence, smiling at my correct pronunciation.

“Excellent!” He smiles, squeezing my arm with pride.

For nearly 2 hours, Sam and I read through the incantation over a dozen times until I have the pronunciation of every word down to a T. Although my brain feels fried, I can’t help but glow with pride at my improvement and Sam's relentless praises.

“Alright, I think you deserve a break for today, but I want you to practice this as much as you can. This is very important,” Sam says, clasping his hands together.

“You got it big guy,” I reply playfully.

 He gives me a disapproving look at the nickname, but smiles as he turns his head and walks away.

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“Alright sweetheart, you ready for some real training?” Dean says gleefully, raising his eyebrows in question.

“Born ready,” I reply with a grin, looking around the training room he had led me to.

 The walls and floor are covered in thick black padding, the fabric worn and torn in certain places. Scattered throughout the room are half a dozen training dummies, many of them riddled with stab wounds and bullet holes. An array of weights and weapons are displayed along benches and tables in an orderly fashion.

He picks up the largest blade from the table and strolls over til he’s about a foot from in front of me. 

“This here is an angel blade.” He turns the long dagger in his hands, the light dazzling off the reflective metal. “This is the only thing that can kill an angel.” He looks me in the eyes, very serious this time.

My eyes fall from his to the angel blade in his calloused hands. Anxiety and doubt plague my mind, but I swallow down my emotions and nod in understanding.

He flips the blade with ease, passing it to me with the handle end exposed. 

I take it from his grasp, the metal still warm from his body heat. It feels heavy and powerful in my hand. I’ve carried a pocket knife with me for years in self defense, having only had to use it once when some drunk guy at a bar followed me to my car, but nothing compared to a weapon like this. 

He steps behind me and wraps his hand around mine, moving my fingers to the correct placement. “Your grip on the handle is very important.” He gives my hand a light squeeze. “These fingers need to be wrapped around one side of the handle and your thumb should be pressed against the other side,” he explains. “Grip it tight.”

I do as I'm told, feeling my grip strengthen, pleasantly surprised at the difference.

“Good,” he praises. 

I can feel his warm breath on my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. He guides me to the dummy in front of us, stopping when we're all but 6 inches away.

“Now, I’m gonna teach you how to wield it, okay?” He says in a deep voice. 

“Yes, Dean,” I reply in a hushed tone. Butterflies flutter around my stomach.

He steps closer, til he’s barely an inch behind me. He wraps his warm hands around mine and I can’t help but close my eyes and relish the feeling.

“Okay, you’re gonna bring your arm back to your side, bending the elbow,” he says, pulling my arm back. 

We stay there for a minute, just savoring the moment. The tension in the room is thick, but far from unpleasant.

“Now you’re gonna use the momentum of your body to push it forward.” 

Following his directions, I force the blade forward in one swift movement.

“Straighten your elbow sweetheart,” he purrs in my ear. 

I briefly close my eyes, trying to fight the heat rising in my body, and do as he says. The sound of the blade cutting through the air breaks the silence.

“Good job,” he praises. “Okay, when you’re attacking, you’re going to want to aim right here.” He points his finger to a spot on the dummy just below the sternum, where the vital organs are most exposed.

I nod, focusing on each of his words. 

He guides my hand back, then up, just as we practiced, plunging the blade right under the rib cage until it’s buried deep inside. 

I can’t hold back the gasp that falls from my lips.

“Good, very good!” He spins me around to face him. “See you’re a natural,” he chuckles. “A little more practice with me and you’ll be a pro,” Dean winks.

“What can I say? I learn from the best.” I blush with a smile.

He thoughtfully tucks a strand of hair behind my ear, his eyes flicking back and forth between my own adoring eyes and my lips.

 I can’t help but return his interest. 

He leans in close, pressing his forehead to mine. 

My heart swells, as my pulse quickens. I hold my breath, waiting for his next move.

He leans in and ever so slightly presses his lips to mine, silently asking for my permission.

I close my eyes and lean in, claiming his lips with mine. 

Our lips move together in harmony like they are made for eachother. The kiss is soft and loving, as if we are just testing the waters, and my god it just feels so right. 

I sigh with content into his mouth as he places his hand on the small of my back, pulling our bodies together. I feel lost in the moment, wishing it would never end as his hands slowly travel up further until it reaches my bandaged wings poorly disguised under my flannel. 

He pulls back slightly, now looking at me with a mix of confusion and concern.

My eyes shoot open and my breath hitches in my throat as I realize what’s happening. The euphoric high of finally kissing Dean fades and the horror of his discovery, sits in my stomach like a ball of lead.

“Wha-,” he starts to ask.

Before he can utter the word, I forcefully push him away and rush out of the room. The world becomes muddy as my eyes blur with hot tears. I run and run until I reach my quarters and throw myself into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I toss the angel blade aside, not even registering the loud clatter of metal meeting tiles and sink to the ground, pulling my knees into my chest, not even bothering to fight the sobs that rack my body.

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[celedyn]

All I Want For Winter Veil 2024

<<Bells, Bows, Gifts, Trees by Todrick Hall>>

The lights rise on the stage to a bare fir tree surrounded by an absolute abundance of boxes, each of them neatly labeled with all the accoutrements one could possibly need for a perfectly picturesque Winter’s Veil.

Celedyn struts onto the stage, shopping bags in tow, wearing a voluminous gown of holly green taffeta beneath a matching bodice sculpted to the perfect likeness of his own bare chest, sleeveless to leave his neckline unadorned save a classic string of pearls.

Celedyn sets the bags down and gives a twirl, dress lifting enough for just a peek of gold tulle before he leaps to land seated on a box. He blows a kiss to the audience, mindful to not stamp ruby lipstick on the pristine ivory of his gloves.

Celedyn uses another box as a desk, withdrawing a sheet of parchment titled ‘To Greatfather Winter.’ The page is already filled with line after line in teenty tinty print, and he adds a second and third behind it, tucking them into an envelope.

Celedyn puts that bit of mail aside and starts on the next, plucking up a holiday card to sign. The front shows Celedyn, gift wrapped in nothing more than ribbons and bows. He seals the envelope with a kiss, and flings it out into the crowd.

Celedyn kicks up his heels, hopping back to the floor. From a box he withdraws a sprig of mistletoe… then tosses it away, reaching deeper. He pulls out an entire mistletoe garland, dragging it across the floor to hang above the front of the stage.

Celedyn admires his work, then looks over his shoulder, giving a playful wiggle of his hips. Next, he grabs a pair of Winter’s Veil crackers, crossing his arms and offering the ends to Cerala before giving a pull with a loud pop and spill of glitter.

Celedyn withdraws a toy ring from his own cracker, tucking it onto his gloved finger, pretending to admire it before placing the paper crown atop his platinum hair. He offers a few indulgent poses to the audience before turning his attention to the tree.

Celedyn takes the crown from his head and stands up on his very tip toes, one foot lifted daintily as he slips the crown atop the tree. That’s certainly not enough. The high elf trots over to a large box labeled ORNAMENTS, shoving it across the stage.

Celedyn hangs trinket after trinket, a marvelous mis-matched collection that speaks to a life well lived and a world well traveled, a twinkling display curated from every corner of Azeroth is so many shapes and colors that it’s almost overwhelming.

Celedyn glides over to the place he set his shopping bags and starts withdrawing wrapping supplies. Brightly colored paper, ribbon, gleaming scissors, several rolls of tape, an assortment of bows, tags, glitter, and other little bits of decor.

Celedyn laughs and sweeps it all right back into a box. He reaches into his shopping bag and of COURSE the high elf paid the fee to have it all gift wrapped at the shop. He sets the presents one by one around the tree, arranging them just-so.

Suddenly Gertrude bounds onto the stage, perfectly decked in a pair of plaid pajamas and dragging an elf-sized set in her mouth. Rushed, Celedyn buttons the top right over his gown and scoops her up as he smiles for a S.E.F.I.E.

Celedyn sets the pup down and divides a bowl of popcorn, giving half to Gertrude before he starts threading popped kernels onto a string. He tries to speed things along, stabbing the needle haphazardly into the bowl to string several at once.

Celedyn sighs and pulls out a glass with a layer of frozen cranberries and sprig of rosemary for a miniature winter scene. He tops it with champagne, admiring the way the bubbles create a perfect snow globe cocktail… until the ice dislodges and floats up.

Celedyn flicks the festive little island from his drink and downs it in one pull as he crosses the stage, dragging the popcorn train to add it and a few he previously made to the tree.

Celedyn gets part way through, then simply decides it’s too much, and lugs the tree against a wall. He stares haggardly a moment… then pushes it into a corner, so he only has to decorate a single visible face.

Celedyn dusts off his gloves and moves on to unwind with a bit of fun with the gingerbread house. He pipes dollops of frosting and gets three whole candies pressed to the roof before it collapses under the unreliable structural integrity of moist sugar.

Celedyn gives a withering glare to the gingerbread ruin and sweeps the mess into a nearby box. His eyes shoot wide as he realizes what he has done, reaching in to pull his and Gertrude’s stockings from the box, shaking the frosted crumbs off.

Celedyn holds up the stockings, one peppermint still clinging to them as he looks for a place to hang them, just wanting his hands free. With a huff he drapes them over a tree branch; absentmindedly wiping the residual frosting on his gown.

<<Ringtone by Nokia>>

Celedyn startles as he hears the chiming sound. The high elf reaches into his pocket (of course his gown has pockets) and withdraws his comm, pressing the text-to-speech button.

ㆍHey Celedyn! I wanted to invite you to a chill little Winter’s Veil hangout next weekㆍ

ㆍWe’re not doing anything major, we’re keeping it all low key. Everyone’s just bringing three types of cookies to swap.ㆍ

Celedyn sighs and lets his shoulders slump defeatedly. He lifts his comm to check his schedule, only to find the message continuing on.

ㆍThen after that we’re going to make hot cocoa bombs and then go out to that hill near my place for sledding, then on the way back we’re going to circle the neighborhood for a round of caroling and then my boyfriend is going to have his cart-ㆍ

Celedyn stares at the comm like it is his greatest betrayer, slowly, ever so slowly sinking to his knees as his dress pools around him, lost in a sea of taffeta and tulle.

ㆍall done up like Father Winter’s sleigh, so we’re going to take that to the tree farm, you know the one where they let you cut the tree down by yourself with rudimentary tools and no supervision whatsoever?ㆍ

ㆍOh! And make sure you bring ice skates because they ha—!ㆍ

Celedyn slaps the comm shut and flops back, utterly vanishing from sight as he lets his arm fall. There is nothing, and one almost wonders if the performance has ended and a stagehand will come to sweep him offstage like a luxurious pile of dust.

<<SWEATPANTS by Alaska Thunderfuck>>

Celedyn rises like an abomination from its slab, sitting up to stare dead eyed out at the crowd. His shimmered lips move, matching to the lyrics of the song.

“I don’t wanna party…”

“I don’t wanna dance…”

“I just wanna stay at home…”

“In sweatpants.”

Celedyn slowly, steadily, exhaustedly draws himself to his feet. His eyes wander over the decor strewn about the stage. Audacious. Garish. Harrowing.

Celedyn touches a gloved hand to his face, only to discover the remnants of frosting on the fingers, then looks down to see the smudge on his gown. Betrayal.

Celedyn gazes into the distance as he peels the gloves off, dropping them. He removes his heavy chandelier earrings, basking in the ecstasy of discarded weight. He starts forward, but trips on his gown. The heels are next to go, tossed carelessly upstage.

Celedyn furrows his brow as bare feet step forward, focused on a figure in the audience, his face is a mixture of emotions. Confusion. Tentativeness. Intrigue. Perhaps even… hope? His hands lift, touching his pearls as he considers the possibility…

“SWEATPANTS!”

Celedyn grips his bodice and gives a great pull, tearing the garment open. As the taffeta sags to the floor in a dejected heap, he is born fresh, bare chested, wearing an unassuming pair of heather grey sweatpants slung low and relaxed on his hips.

Celedyn turns his back to the audience and bends over, the unrestrictive, stretchy fabric showing off every comfortable curve of his ass as he casts a sultry look from behind his knee, running his hands up his long, exceptionally cozy leg as he stands.

Celedyn whips around and drops to his knees, enjoying the adequate fleece padding as he crawls forward, his eyes affixed on Fiorenze. His thighs spread as he kneels, raking his nails over sturdy, reliable cloth, then up his chest, into his hair.

Celedyn winks, then kicks a leg up and over to stand once more, giving a flirty little shake of his rear before trotting to the pile of presents.

Celedyn grabs a gift from the pile, tossing it to Fiorenze, but that most certainly isn’t all! The high elf starts tossing box after box into the crowd!

As the gifts are unwrapped, what to their wandering fingers should appear? Sweatpants, obviously! Pink with glittered kisses, green with pugs in winter hats, murlocs frolicking in cocktail glasses, Greatfather winter with a very generous… present.

Somehow, each end every pair is perfectly sized to their recipient. After tossing the last package, Celedyn snatches up the tree skirt and sweeps it up over his head, draping himself in plush velvet as Gertrude prances back onto the stage.

Celedyn scoops the little pug up, tucking her into his arm. He retrieves his champagne bottle, taking a swig directly from it, blows a kiss to the crowd, and shuffles cozily off.

@fio-renze

[moshangevents]

Solstice Sewing Circle!!

Solstice Sewing Circle Stream Saturday, December 21st 9 AM to Noon, Eastern Join @/wayward-Impy and the MoShang server for some streaming and some sewing. If you don't know how to sew but have always wanted to learn, now is your chance! Impy will gladly teach you the basics of hand sewing. Or, if you just have a project of your own that you'd like to work on while we're all chatting, that's good, too! If you are planning to learn the basics during this event, you will need:

Scissors suitable for cutting fabric

A needle

Some thread

Masking tape or a chalk pencil or even just a regular pencil

Fabric to practice with (note: woven fabric is better than a knit for learning, and please make sure any fabric you use has been freshly laundered first)

Also good to have available but not strictly necessary:

Straight pins

A ruler

A sharpie

An ironing board and iron

[demonpikmin]

MASTER SHAKE'S STRAW FOR COSPLAY

EVA foam (I used 6mm thickness) first time using Eva foam? https://youtu.be/dN3NHy7Asqc?si=xw5WCLOEKci1tYAp

Contact cement (for EVA foam)

Respirator and/or a well-ventilated area like outside

Heating gun or an iron

Exacto knife/Hobby knife

Kwik seal

Clear Plasti dip

Acrylic Paints

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Pink structured baseball cap (Velcro backing works best imo)

Lipton ice tea bottle

Needle and thread

Scissors

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If you have prior experience with using Eva foam this is relatively a light project. Eva is great for armor and prop cosplay, it’s light and durable. If this is your first time using Eva foam I highly recommend watching KamuiCosplay on YouTube she goes over the basics and what you need to know about Eva foam, heat sealing it and priming it.

This is my first time making a step-by-step thing, i don't have every photo for each step due to being in a time crunch.

EDIT: for cosplay something called like the 5 foot rule (someone please correct me if I’m wrong) where it’s you make something big enough to be noticeable from a couple of feet or more because thats how far away people are going to see you at a con.

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Inside of hat

1 Empty Lipton iced tea bottle (using the neck up from the bottle)

Extremely important to not lost the cap and to keep the rest of the lid and twist part intact along with the long neck of the bottle (cut the neck just above the body of the bottle) The circumference of the cap will be used to measure the circumference of entirety of the straw. I am not good with math so what i did was tape the edge of a piece of paper and gently rolled it until it met with the paper again

The neck of the bottle will be cut into 4 sections length wise; these flat sections will lie inside of the hat and on top of your head. This is where to use a heating gun or an iron. In my case I only had an iron available to me. So, I took parchment paper between the iron and the plastic and heated it and bending them back one by one. Be sure to either sand or heat the cut corners so they don’t cut into you or the hat. I was under a time crunch so most of this prop was half assed

The flat parts will be used for support and keeping the straw upright

The twist and cap part of bottle will be used as a base to hold the straw in a “up” position

Very important to have a structured hat, it will help give support.

The button on the hat will be cut out, It seems small BUT this is where the bottle will be pushed through the hole in the hat.

After a hole is cut, much smaller hole than the circumference of the cap. This will be so the hat will be fitted around the neck of the bottle. Push the top of the bottle through so it’s just the twist part showing. KEEP THIS IN WHILE SEWING. Start to stitch below the cut to keep the seams of the hat secure and together.

heres how to start a knot: Basic Hand Sewing - Tying a Starting Knot (youtube.com)

heres how to finish off with a knot: Basic Hand Sewing - Tying a Finishing Knot (youtube.com)

i did the blanket stitch so the hat was fitted around the neck of the bottle. like the picture above the plastic support is now fitted onto the hat. So, if the hat gets knocked off of you or anything the prop will still be in one piece!

Building the straw

The foam will shrink a bit due from the heat making make a snug fit on the cap. When this happens, after the contact cement has been applied and the foam has been shaped to your desirer Kwik seal is good for filling those cracks in. when the whole thing is glued together there will be some spaces where the bendy part meets the top straw, i honestly filled it with a bunch of Kwik seal and painted it over. Once it's all glued this is where Plasti Dip comes in, it help seals in the foam from the acrylic paints. it takes a few layers of Plasti Dip i think i used 2-3 layers with 30 mins in between dry time. I also diy some metallic paint with eyeshadow to make it glisten in the sun.

Below are the mesuments of how long the bottom and top straw should be. (8 inches and 3/4ths) 9 inches basically VVVVV

this is the bottom half of the straw (7 1/2 inches to make it easier)VVVVVV and the bend of the straw, it will be 2 pieces. I really struggled with the bendy part. if anyone else finds a better way to make it please tag me ill add it onto this

the top half of the straw is short so when the straw is glued inside the "bendy" part of the straw so it may seem shorter when all put together. I don't remember much of putting the straw together to due outside stressors and con crunching

After the foam has been cut heat it up, you should see it seal itself. when its hot get it into a round tubelike shape, it make take a few times depending on what tool you're using (heating gun or iron) MAKE SURE YOU DO NOT MELT THE CAP!! while its still warm fit the cap in one end of the straw so it keeps that shape. i did not glue the straw to the cap. the foam will be tight enough for it NOT to need glue and now if needed it can be broken down for easier storage.

but it was basically heat shaping the bend of the straw, it was 2 sperate pieces that were beveled inward, heated and shaped and then glued. after that the upper straw piece was inside and when it was ready, it was heated and then glued finally. I glue some scrap pieces of foam on the bend to give it more wrinkles,,,i honestly don't know why i did that i was already mentally checked out

Sooo i think thats it for the tutorial. Hopefully i covered everything best I can. Feel free if you guys have found better ways to build this prop, all i ask is that DONT put it behind a paywall and please tag me/credit me when sharing and reposting.

It’s not required but is appreciated if you leave a kofi for me https://ko-fi.com/zimvatt

[untitled5071]

Oh my gosh, that AU you wrote where the roles are reversed was so cute! Do you think we could get a small followup? Pretty please? *does the best impression of Puss in Boots eyes*

Thank you so much! I hope this is adequate, thank you so much for the request! I hope you enjoy!

(Read the first part here)

🪦🪦🪦🪦🪦🪦🪦🪦🪦

“Close your eyes, okay? It’s a surprise.”

The corpse looked at him with an eyebrow raised, suspicious smile on her pale lips. They were standing outside of his bedroom door, having returned not too long ago from their limb retrieval mission. The hand of the girl who had come onto him at the party on Saturday when he was too high to consent was now sewn onto the corpse with green thread, and after a quick trip to the tanning bed it was working perfectly with the rest of her body.

They had been so excited by the successful transplant that they had danced in the backyard, but then the corpse got an idea and dragged them both inside, gesturing to the piano in the living room and silently asking him to play for her. He did, plucking out the rendition of “I Can’t Fight This Feeling” that he had been learning for his dad, and while the corpse played with the piano keys to test her new fingers, he had snuck upstairs to prepare the surprise he had been planning since he discovered her messing with his mom’s sewing supplies the day before. 

Now, he smiled back at her, anticipation and excitement coursing through his veins at the thought of her reaction to what lay on the other side. He nodded towards the doorknob, and she got the message and opened it with her newly attached right hand, peering into the bedroom as he turned on the light switch. 

There on his desk sat a sewing machine, one that had come with them from the old house and didn’t see much use anymore, save for simple repairs. Next to it lay piles of fabric; old dresses his mom would never miss, scraps of fabric from abandoned projects and even clothes of his he was willing to part with. The set up was complete with scissors, a rainbow of different thread colors, pins, extra needles, anything he could find. He had even set up his Walkman with some of the tapes he thought she would like best so she could listen to music while she worked. 

Judging by the rapid, excitable squealing from the woman next to him, the gesture was appreciated. 

She raced over to the desk, settling herself in his chair and examining the sewing machine from all angles, hands hovering over it while she attempted to figure out how it worked. He grinned, walking over to her and leaning down next to her ear. 

“You like it? I don’t know if they had anything like this while you were alive but I didn’t want you sitting at home all day with nothing to do, especially since you have two working hands to sew with now.” 

She beamed up at him and he tried not to get lost in the adorable way her eyes crinkled, so instead he began to explain how the machine worked, having just learned himself a few minutes ago. He showed her the foot pedal and the dial for the different stitches, as well as how to thread the top needle and the bobbin in case the string got caught or lost. He saw her eye flick to the different fabrics hesitantly, like she wasn’t sure if she could use them or not, so he patted the pile and handed her the topmost piece, letting her run her new fingertips over the fabric to get a feel for the texture. 

“Here, these are all for you. Do whatever you want with them, they’re yours. No one will miss them, anyway.”

She smiled again-a radiant, toothy thing-before turning towards her new craft station and getting to work. He watched over her shoulder for a moment as she felt the different fabrics and started pinning pieces together before he decided to get changed into something he didn’t kill someone in. He took his new clothes to the bathroom, calling out to her that he would be back in a moment, but he wasn’t sure he heard him over the whirr of the machine. 

That was fine by him, though, he was just glad she was enjoying herself. 

When he emerged a few moments later, he saw her working with some dark fabric, sewing long strips of it together. As he watched, he noticed her brush her unruly hair (hair that somehow got bushier with every trip to the tanning bed) out of the way several times, attempting to tuck it behind the ear they had taken from his stepdad Brad, but to no avail. It kept falling into her face, and eventually she let out an exasperated huff, stopping her sewing so she could gather her auburn locks into her hands. 

She started braiding it, and he was entranced by the nimble way she managed to separate and weave the sections with her thin fingers. Eventually, she reached the end, and started looking around for something to tie it up with. He looked around too, and finding nothing in his room he told her to hang on as he sprinted towards the master bedroom. He grabbed one of the scrunchies his mom wore to pilates and brought it back to the waiting corpse, handing it over so she could play with the elasticity of it. After a moment of fascinated inspection, she handed it back over, looking at him from the corner of her eye with a smile, holding her hair up for him. 

“Oh, you want me to…?”

She nodded, and turned back around to give him better access as he took the braid from her hands, careful not to undo any of her hard work. He wound the red scrunchie around it as gently as it could, letting it fall out of his hands when he was done before taking a step back. 

“Better?”

She grinned at him, inclining her head in thanks before hunching back over her sewing.

He grinned back at her, unseen, and decided that observing her in her element would be more comfortable on his bed, so he laid down with his arm under his head, watching her work. A slight blush dusted his cheeks as he listened to the steady and soothing sound of the mechanical needles and her quiet humming and mumblings. 

He hadn’t realized he had fallen asleep until he was being gently shaken awake by a stitched-on hand. 

He blinked, vision slowly swimming into focus and locking onto the fond blue eyes of the corpse standing above him, her braid dangling over her shoulder. The hand not being used to rouse him was behind her back, hiding something from his view. He sat up, yawning. 

“What do you have there?”

She was bouncing on her heels, giving him a smile that made his heart swell before presenting him with a vest, made from the same dark green fabric she had been working with before. She held it out to him, and he took it almost reverently, running his hands over the expert stitchwork. 

“For-for me?”

She nodded vigorously, smile so bright it was almost blinding. She gestured for him to try it on, and he obliged, standing up and slipping his arms through the sleeves. To his delight, it fit perfectly, and the corpse flitted around him, making minute adjustments to it and smoothing the shoulders down. He watched her, dumbstruck. 

“How did you even get my size?”

She pointed to the pile of his old shirts that lay on the table, and he noticed one that had been cut up and clearly used for measurements. She held up a hand and plodded over to his closet, rummaging around for a moment before emerging with a pair of light blue jeans and his Joy Division t-shirt. She nodded to the vest he was wearing and he got the hint to take it off. She took it, folding it nicely before putting it on his dresser, giving him a look that clearly conveyed that she wanted him to wear it to school tomorrow. He nodded, utterly bewitched by her. 

“You got it. Thank you. That’s just, you’re just…thank you. Really.”

She looked down, playing with her braid sheepishly as her cheeks darkened. 

If possible, it made him fall in love with her even more. 

The sound of a car pulling into the driveway outside snapped him out of it, and after another grateful smile in her direction, he brushed past her to get to the door. 

“I’m going to go downstairs and play family for a bit, okay? If you want you can get changed for bed or keep sewing until I’m done, the machine should be quiet enough for them not to notice, especially if I turn on Bob Ross. And when I get back we can figure out some new sleeping arrangements, if you want.”

She blushed again and nodded before heading to the closet to select some sleepwear, closing the folding doors behind her as the front door opened beneath them. He watched her go with a lovesick smile before heading downstairs, ready to pretend like everything was normal and that he wasn’t utterly in love with the undead lady he was willing to kill for.

[21stc3nturyd1gitalb0y]

Hellooo! How do i make patches? I want to make some very badly but I have no idea how to make them

the only things you really need are scissors and fabric! other things like glue, tape, thread/floss, needles, hardware (any kind of chains, safety pins, added objects) are great but optional.

i start by cutting the shape i want from my fabric. this can be any scrap fabric; canvas and denim are good if painting on a flimsy layer bothers you, but a thinner or silkier fabric may help you achieve more detail and a cleaner look. depending on your fabric, you may need to seal edges with glue so they don’t fray.

i use masking tape to secure the fabric to a surface as i paint it, and then freehand my design. you can also sketch out more complicated patterns with a white jelly roll pen, but i am lazy and usually don’t. i do touchups with black acrylic paint since my fabric is black.

hope this helps :)

[thoughtsonhurtandcomfort]

Tiny Whumpee vs...

Craft and Office Edition

hot glue gun

sewing needle

tape

yarn

thread

ruler

clay

paper mache

jewelry wire

mandrel

scissors

hole punch

paperclip

stapler

beads

pliers

wire brush

knitting needle

binder clip

X-Acto knife

laminator

pipe cleaners

popsicle stick

rubber band

palette knife

push pins

ruler

Bonus: tiny whumpee used as a posable mannequin for reference

| Household Edition | Kitchen Edition |

[attemptingwriter]

Hello!! I was wondering if you'd consider writing a Walter O'Brien (Scorpion) x reader oneshot where reader is also a genius and Walter's partner and has gone 'down the rabbit hole' as they call it at Scorpion (a.k.a. Hyperfocused on some project to the point of forgetting to eat/drink/sleep/interact with the outside world)

Thanks!

Fabric was strewn across the room. Ribbons, scissors, measuring tape, and thread were scattered on the floor. Needles were nestled in (Y/N)'s shirt and would occasionally stab them. But that didn't matter. All that mattered was the mannequin in front of them and the 1750s dress they were trying to recreate.

It started out as a normal day in Scorpion. Walter and his team were working downstairs on a case and (Y/N) was upstairs watching Doctor Who on the TV they convinced Walter to put in. It was about 8:30 that morning when Walter came up the stairs to let (Y/N) know they had been called away to meet Gabe somewhere-(Y/N) couldn't remember where-and gave them a small kiss on the cheek before leaving.

The base was quite except for episode (Y/N) was watching. It was one of their favorites, The Girl In The Fireplace. As they watched, they couldn't help but admire the dress Madame de Pompadour wore every time she was on screen.

It can't be that hard to make a dress like that, (Y/N) thought to themselves. So they got to work. They found a nearby fabric store and rushed over. Searching through the seas of fabric, they couldn't find the right materials for the dress. They finally gave in and asked a worker, who was glad to help. Together they found the right fabric and the right colors. The employee took the fabric to the registers while (Y/N) found a sewing kit, a sewing machine, and a mannequin.

At last they had all that they needed and they went back to Scorpion. They lugged the materials into the base and set them on the floor. (Y/N) rushed upstairs with the fabric, missing the clock that read 11:49 a.m. It took them three trips to get everything upstairs but they weren't ready to stop now.

They grabbed the fabric and scissors and began to cut. Hours went by as (Y/N) cut, sewed, cut again. Carefully placing each piece of fabric and pinning it down. There was blood on the fabrics and some on the scissors from the amount of times (Y/N) had poked themselves with a needle. Tired of losing their pin cushion, they had resorted to sticking them in their pants and shirt. Their laptop was open to almost twenty different websites about what fabric was used in 18th century France, patterns, Doctor Who trivia, how to sew videos and other things (Y/N) thought they might need.

It was 1:24 in morning when Walter and his team came home. They were exhausted from the running and fighting after trying find the missing painting from the local art gallery. The base was quite except for the sound of curses and a sewing machine.

"Is (Y/N) still awake?" Paige asked, looking upstairs.

"Gotta be. Unless someone broke in," Toby said.

Walter started moving towards the staircase. "I'll check it out. Paige, will you heat up some food? I have an idea of what's going on."

Paige nodded and headed towards their makeshift kitchen. Sylvester went with her while Happy and Toby made their way to the couch.

Walter glanced around at the mess covering the entire upstairs area. He looked over at (Y/N), the paused TV show, and smiled. He gently placed a hand on (Y/N)'s shoulder.

They jerked and twirled to face the intruder, wielding a needle for protection. Walter lifted his hands in surrender, the smile not leaving his face.

"Walter! Don't do that!" (Y/N) exclaimed, dropping the needle.

"Sorry, my intention wasn't to scare you. How long have you been working on this?"

(Y/N) looked at clocked. "I.... don't know. I was watching Doctor Who when you left and I wanted to try making Madame de Pompadour's dress so I went shopping and I've been working since."

Walter sighed. "You haven't taken a break." It wasn't a question but (Y/N) nodded.

"Come, Paige is heating up some food and after you eat we can take a shower and go to bed."

"That sounds nice but I just realized I really have to pee so I will join you downstairs shortly." Without waiting for a response, (Y/N) hightailed it to the nearest bathroom while Walter started making his way downstairs.

"Where's (Y/N)?" Happy asked, watching her boss come down without his partner.

"Bathroom. They got stuck in the rabbit hole."

The team nodded in understanding. There had been plenty of times that they got stuck in that hyperfixation and needed someone to pull them out.

(Y/N) came down not too long after and wrapped their arms around their boyfriend. "Thanks for taking care of me."

Walter pulled (Y/N) in closer and pressed a kiss to the top of their head. "I'll always look after you."

[redfoxtail26]

DIY Desmond Miles Jacket

Hey folks! I've been wanting to make this jacket as a gift for my boyfriend (🤫), and noticed there really aren't a lot of good resources online, so... I suppose I'll be the resource!

I'll try to make this as beginner-friendly as possible, since I know this might be some of y'all's first project :)

(Just the materials for now! Check under the cut :])

Materials:

A pattern! This is the first thing you'll need, since it might give you an idea of what fabrics to look for. A few features don't exactly matter, since we'll be editing them anyway. For instance, I'm using this free hoodie pattern, which includes a large front pocket and slim hood, but no zipper. I'll explain later how to edit the pattern toward what's needed, but as long as it's the right size and has a hood, you should be okay.

Fabrics. You'll need a white fabric for the outer shell (mine is knit), a ribbed knit fabric for the cuffs and hem (also white), and a red fabric for the lining (I'm using some ITY — also knit, but it's light and stretchy). Hoodies generally take 2-3 yards of fabric for adult sizes (each layer), and you may need a second layer of white fabric so the red doesn't show through. You'll probably only need about half a yard of your cuff fabric, but if you (like me) can only find it in multi-yard precut rolls, it's okay to use the rest as your middle layer. Just keep in mind that using a knit fabric will make the jacket warmer, as will using rib-knit. (Texture traps heat!) [If you're making the version from Revelations, use black for your shell and cuff fabrics, and anything (or nothing!) for the middle layer. Where this guide says "white", remember you'll need black instead.]

Zippers. You'll need a white zipper for the front, two short metal zippers for the pockets, and a zipper of your choice for the hood. (You can also forgo the zipper here if you wish.) As for lengths, it won't be one-size-fits-all, so make sure to measure your pattern in the zipper locations. (You may want to wait until your pattern is done to buy your zippers!)

General kit! You'll need scissors, clear tape, needles, white thread, white embroidery floss, and pins, as well as a measuring tape (the ribbon kind!), a straightedge, and a pencil. These sorts of things are good to keep around if you sew regularly, and experienced sewists may have most of these already. If you don't, most of these can be found in prepackaged sewing kits, and the rest are relatively cheap.

Go forth, my pupils! Gather your materials! I'll be back with another post soon :)