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ash-creates · 26 days ago
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I'm taking an elective course on the development of infants and young children. One of our assignments was to use trash to make an age appropriate toy. I decided to cut up some tshirts for yarn and crochet a stuffed toy.
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This is Nasty Lump. He is very heavy and solid and unpleasant to touch. He wants to give me carpal tunnel. I am probably going to give him to a friend when the assignment is done for an adoption fee of $3: I want him out of my sight and I hope the low price affects his self worth. He is stuffed with more fabric scraps, hopefully making him washing machine safe.
I cannot possibly recommend against making and using tshirt yarn vehemently enough. Most unpleasant experience I've ever had with a textile and I will not be touching a crochet hook for a bit.
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silverhallow · 1 year ago
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benophieweek · 2 years ago
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Prompts, themes and Arty Ideas for Moodboards and Instagram posts to follow 🥰
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aestheticballpit · 1 year ago
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Please consider: Cling and Clang
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carnivorouswillgraham · 4 months ago
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hugh dancy going for the role of hannibal in hannibal rising was actually just crazy long game to show the way his later character, will graham, would mirror hannibal heart, mind, and soul. in this essay i will
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ash-creates · 2 days ago
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Thank you!! I finally managed to take a picture of all (? Missing at least one, I think I've lost it) my pieces together :}
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( @ash-creates is my sideblog, I'm off anon to send pictures) this is my most recent piece! I like to make small woven pieces and wear them as bracelets by making a large knot at the end and pulling it through the slipknot. Unfortunately, I can't make them too long if I want to wear them like this.
Ooh, I love a consistent tension! Your weave looks nice and even all the way down. I also love the colors you chose.
I started out making belts. I never really thought to make anything smaller.
This looks lovely, thanks so much for showing me! :)
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utilitycaster · 2 months ago
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sort of related to the above but Liam saying that the increasing number of perspectives is making Orym even more convinced the best option is not unleashing Predathos is a great point, like, if no one can provide a definitive answer and you know that the current situation is flawed but fixable without unleashing Predathos, then...do that, particularly since the people trying to unleash Predathos are doing the bulk of the murders.
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manderleyfire · 6 months ago
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'How many times you been caught with your hand where it doesn't belong?'
PICKUP ON SOUTH STREET (1953), written and directed by Samuel Fuller
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nespolkei · 11 months ago
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they hate each other so much it's so funny i'm sorry i need you to look at them again
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voidedjuice · 6 months ago
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had a dream i was in a grimdark magical girl yuri setting, so when i woke up i made it real (and bug themed)
bonus details under the cut:
So basically, a small town was secretly holding onto a box containing an evil god, that the local group of magical girls accidentally stumbled on and opened. The thing inside it wasted no time in starting to destroy the world, and for an unknown reason, one of the magical girls even joined forces with it. The rest of the girls managed to beat them, saving the world, but ended up dying from the curse it left on them soon after.
After dying, butterflies girl looped back in time before the box got opened, and decided to keep the box for herself, to make sure its evil influence (box thing yapping at you to let her out) wouldn't get to her beloved friends. Box thing constantly draws in her allies to the town to break her out & tries to convince butterflies girl to please let her out.
Also here's a really rough relationship chart for your interest:
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cosmic-luka · 1 month ago
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Ash doodles before class :3
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ash-creates · 10 days ago
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Took me a while, but I finished him!! This is my first character plush and I'm so proud of it. Majority Bernat blanket yarn with an 8mm hook, plus a 5mm and thinner yarn for some of the details.
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silverhallow · 2 years ago
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I had to 😂
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gingermintpepper · 3 months ago
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So, one of the most interesting things that's come from my recent exercises in writing the Olympians as young deities is all of the very fun and somewhat painful conversations that come from the young deities acquiring and consequently settling into their domains.
Apollo and Artemis especially have been really fascinating under the microscope. They start off identically, with extremely similar interests and similar domains over the hunt and wilderness. They spend their days under the stars and foraging for fruit and dancing and singing in the fields, two rustic god-children exploring and learning together. Then Apollo goes off on his own to slay Python.
Now, a lot of things change when Apollo kills Python. That is the act which transforms the bow from a tool of survival and sport to an instrument of murder, bloodshed and ultimately war. It is Apollo's first act of wrath which separates him from Artemis - both spiritually because she has not yet shed blood herself as a goddess and physically because it leads to his exile. Most importantly however, the slaying of Python is the act that grants Apollo his knowledge.
If violence is what first separates Apollo from Artemis then it is knowledge which keeps them apart.
This can refer to a lot of things; that Artemis continued to be at home with the wild beasts of the forests and mountains while Apollo grew to prefer the domesticated sheep and cattle, that Artemis continued to avoid mortals while Apollo grew to know their ways and endeavoured to teach them more. The point that has been the most interesting to me however has been Artemis, who remains free of slaughter, and thus remains pure and Apollo, who becomes acutely and entirely too aware of it, and thus must be constantly purified.
Apollo's infatuation with medicine specifically is the place where this becomes most apparent. When he leaves for his exile to travel as a mortal, without nectar or ambrosia, without power, Apollo is without the privileges of the divine for the very first time. He sweats, he smells, he grows weary when he travels, he grows hungry and thirsty. He experiences fatigue and nausea, the fever of sickness, the chill of infection, the delirium of poison. The blood Apollo shed does not only make him impure spiritually, it strips him of the purity of his birth and station. Likewise, medicine is not a divine practice. What use do the unkillable immortals have for something as finicky as medicine when they have nectar and ambrosia? Apollo however, knows of the pains of the flesh and the suffering of the mortal coil. He pursues medicine in all its horrors and difficulties because of the knowledge he gained with blood.
Artemis then, cannot understand the medical Apollo. When her brother returns possessed by this spectre of ill-gained knowledge, she does not recognise him. Who is this boy who scores the deer and studies the shape of their intestines before he cooks them? What good is there in rescuing a chick with a broken wing? The Apollo-of-the-Wild in her memories would have done the correct thing and left the thing for dead - let the forest take what is its due. Who is this Apollo whose hands are always stained to the wrist in the blood and gore of the living? What is his fascination with the mechanics of mortal bodies? Artemis does not know and Apollo does not tell her.
That has, by far, been my favourite effect of the whole Python watershed moment to explore recently.
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wimbledon2008 · 1 year ago
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the detective doth protest too much, methinks
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bbyboykit · 5 months ago
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Morgenthorn Aesthetic
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