Trunk update:
I think I've gotten to the point where I can no longer advance by myself, I need help from someone who knows a bit more about carpentry, because it involves removing some old bent nails and replacing them.
But doesn't it look stunning at this point?
When I got it, the locking mechanism was long gone, just the base of it remained. It was enough to find matching locks, and I got an original Excelsior set with some keys from Brettun's Village (where I've gotten all of my trunk-specific supplies so far, including some new leather handles).
It fits, BUT the lock is round, and the original is more of a cat's eye shape? So the lock doesn't actually connect and lock. So I need to remove the old one, which I've attempted to start, but I think I need advice from my dad before I muck something up. I've got one side loose enough to cut the nail heads off, but I'm not sure if that's wise yet.
'Cause the thing is these trunks were not originally made with screws, they were made by clinching the nails back into the wood. Nice and sturdy, but it's making it a bit more complicated to remove because I can neither simply pry the nail straight out nor unscrew a screw. I don't know which direction each nail ended up turning, so I'm blindly trying to angle it out with no luck.
While the original trunk had one of the hasps (the one on the left) it was missing the other, but at the time Brettun's village had the exact hasp I needed so I got a spare. Literally fucking identical, I'm over the moon about that. The original holes are obviously still on the trunk, and I can get nails back through, but the OTHER dilemma I'm going to need assistance with: am I supposed to plug the holes up with wood putty before renailing? How do I clinch nails on a box that's a little wibbly? What am I DOING?
The final two things are going to be replacing the handles, which I decided I need to do, and repapering the inside. I've got new leather, but I want to keep the caps as they're more unique than the replacements I can find online. So I'll need to figure out how to get those off without too much damage to replace the leather, then paint the caps black again, then tack them back down.
I'm still debating how to handle the paper. Proper restoration would have me completely removing what's there, but the last folks just repapered on top of the original paper, so I'd be stuck removing two layers. OR I could just remove what I can and repaper, OR I could get some poster board and cut it to size, paper the board, and just kind of wedge it in. That last option would probably be easier if it weren't a dome-back, but I could figure it out.
But yeah. Not quite there, but almost. I just need to clean my place up so when I ask my dad to come over to help I don't get scolded about keeping my place ~presentable~.
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What if the plant body hadn't worked out, and the Holy Mausoleum solution had actually taken a long time to sort of "fix" Shen Qingqiu's body and fully call his soul back to it, so that hundreds of years passed and civilization in PIDW/SV world progressed to the point of something like the "modern era"?
Imagine Luo Binghe trying to delicately introduce his shizun to such strange concepts as smart phones and credit cards, while Shen Qingqiu is just desperately trying to figure out how dumb he should play this. Would it be believable for him to get everything on the first try? There have to be some differences between what he knows and this world's versions, right, because of the demons and cultivators and things? Right?? But it's not like any of this actually IS difficult for him to grasp!
Luo Binghe: Shizun already discerned how to type using a keyboard...?
Shen Qingqiu, sweating bullets: what, like it's hard?
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it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.
yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.
it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.
how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.
chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?
how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.
"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.
i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.
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dabihawks are a perfect ship like they're a blue-red dynamic they're character foils one was the son of a hero and became a villain one was the son of a villain and became a hero they're heavy-handed societal extremes they're perfect opposites they're the exact same they're child soldiers they're animal motif coded there is so much there symbolically to justify the ship but if you asked me the real reason i enjoy them? they are insane. like they are both so freakishly mentally ill and they're dysfunctional and toxic and traumatised and they bug the fuck out of each other and they hate each other and they understand each other's morals better than anyone while still fundamentally opposing each other and i want nothing more than to put those two freaks in situations just to see who explodes the other first
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Sidlink BOTW AU where Sidon WANTS to fancy Link, but thinks Link will only like a Hylian, so Sidon tries to act Hylian around Link... except Sidon doesn't know much about Hylians.
Sidon just squatting and trying to act shorter around Link. Attempting to hide his sharp toothy grin and stop his tail from wagging. He's starting fires when trying to cook Hylian meals. Sidon putting on pants... incorrectly. It's really weird. Everyone in the domain is thinking the Prince is having a midlife crisis.
Sidon IS having a crisis, but it's a gay panic one.
But unbeknownst to Sidon, Link has fallen for these Zora quips. The smile Sidon flashes makes Link lose his train of thought... the way Sidon's tail wags makes Link flustered. When Sidon shook Link's hand with his two smothering strong ones, Link felt dizzy. Link is missing these quirks Sidon would show, so Link is determined to see them again!
When Link and Sidon are alone in Zora's Domain, Link purposely tells a funny story to the Prince. One he KNOWS will get him to laugh. But when Sidon turns his face from Link to "keep cool", Link gets frustrated. He grabs onto the fishy prince's face, asking him WHY Sidon is acting so differently. Sidon tries to deflect such a notion, but Link calls Sidon out on all the weird things he's been noticing... especially the pants.
Sidon cracks under the gaze of this Hylian! Link not only sees right through Sidon's changes, but Link seems to DISLIKE them, too! Sidon is embarrassed, and he deflates from the realization that Link doesn't like the prince. Sidon refuses to look at Link as he tells Link half the truth, that he wanted to be Link's... FRIEND. That he thought Link wouldn't want to be with... well FRIENDS with... a Zora. Link pauses, as he KNOWS that Sidon knows about he and Mipha's friendship, so something STILL feels off. It isn't until he notices Sidon's blushing that he understands what is truly being said.
After Link makes sure Sidon looks into his eyes, Link reassures Sidon that the things he likes about Sidon are what are truly him. His heroic grin, his playful tail wags. His champion-like swimming abilities. That Link enjoys Sidon. That he wants to SEE Sidon... all of him. Quickly, though, after Sidon lets out a flustered wheeze, Link realizes how his words came across, stating he just meant for Sidon to take off the pants! Sidon wheezes louder. Link gets more embarrassed and tries to explain he just meant Zora don't wear pants, so he'd want to see Sidon without-
It's great. They're great. They're trying.
It takes a bit more time after this convo, cause clearly the two are terrible with communication, but they reveal their romantic interests.
And they burn that infamous pair of pants.
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