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stoneartwala · 6 days ago
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Brass & Semi-Precious: The Perfect Fusion of Elegance and Craftsmanship
Brass and semi-precious stones have long been cherished for their timeless appeal and unmatched versatility. When combined, these materials create exquisite works of art, whether in jewelry, home décor, or artisan crafts. The fusion of durable, lustrous brass with the vibrant allure of semi-precious stones offers unparalleled sophistication and charm, making them a favorite among designers and collectors alike.
What Makes Brass & Semi-Precious a Timeless Choice?
1. Unique Aesthetic Appeal
Brass: Known for its golden, warm glow, BRASS & SEMI PRECIOUS brings a vintage charm to any design.
Semi-Precious Stones: With their natural hues and intricate patterns, these stones add depth and color.
Together, they create a striking balance of metallic sheen and natural beauty.
2. Durability and Longevity
Brass resists tarnishing and wear, ensuring longevity.
Semi-precious stones are robust and retain their vibrancy for years.
3. Versatility
Suitable for various applications, from statement jewelry to luxury furniture.
Easily incorporated into both modern and traditional designs.
Types of Brass Used in Crafting
Brass is available in several types, each lending its unique qualities to design:
1. Yellow Brass
A bright, gold-like appearance perfect for jewelry and ornamental items.
2. Red Brass
Offers a deeper, reddish tone ideal for antique-style pieces.
3. White Brass
Features a silvery hue, giving a contemporary edge to designs.
Popular Semi-Precious Stones in Combination with Brass
The vibrant world of semi-precious stones offers endless possibilities:
1. Turquoise
Revered for its calming blue-green tones, turquoise pairs beautifully with warm brass.
2. Amethyst
The regal purple of amethyst brings a touch of luxury to brass designs.
3. Lapis Lazuli
Deep blue with golden flecks, it perfectly complements brass’s metallic glow.
4. Rose Quartz
Known as the stone of love, its soft pink hues create an elegant contrast with brass.
5. Malachite
Vibrant green with unique patterns, malachite stands out against brass.
Applications of Brass & Semi-Precious Combinations
The versatility of brass and semi-precious stones makes them ideal for various applications:
1. Jewelry
Earrings and Necklaces: Create stunning designs with intricate brass detailing and colorful stones.
Bracelets and Rings: Combine bold brass settings with semi-precious stones for statement pieces.
2. Home Décor
Lamps and Lighting: Brass bases adorned with stone accents for an opulent touch.
Vases and Bowls: Blend form and function with decorative brass and stone combinations.
3. Furniture
Handles and Inlays: Semi-precious stones embedded in brass furniture add a luxurious finish.
Accent Tables: Stone-topped brass frames for contemporary living spaces.
4. Artisan Crafts
Sculptures: Brass sculptures featuring semi-precious stones bring art to life.
Trinket Boxes: Small, elegant storage solutions with intricate brass and stonework.
The Craftsmanship Behind Brass & Semi-Precious Designs
Creating pieces that combine brass and semi-precious stones requires exceptional skill:
1. Metalworking
Brass is meticulously shaped and polished to achieve the desired design.
2. Stone Setting
Semi-precious stones are carefully cut and fitted into brass settings for a flawless finish.
3. Finishing Touches
Lacquers and coatings are applied to enhance durability and maintain the piece’s luster.
Caring for Brass & Semi-Precious Items
Proper maintenance ensures these pieces retain their beauty:
Cleaning: Use a soft cloth and mild detergent for cleaning brass surfaces. Avoid harsh chemicals on stones.
Storage: Store items in a dry, soft-lined box to prevent scratches and tarnishing.
Polishing: Occasionally polish brass with a non-abrasive cleaner to restore its shine.
Why Choose Brass & Semi-Precious Creations?
Timeless Elegance: These materials never go out of style.
Artisan Appeal: Each piece showcases expert craftsmanship.
Eco-Friendly: Many designs use recycled brass and ethically sourced stones.
Conclusion
Brass and semi-precious stones form a perfect marriage of durability and aesthetic appeal. Whether you're adorning yourself with unique jewelry, enhancing your home with exquisite décor, or investing in handcrafted art, these materials promise to deliver unmatched beauty and sophistication.
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thestonestudiosculpture · 1 year ago
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felassan · 1 month ago
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DA:TV spoilers/long post under cut.
((this post is just a bunch of random stuff/assorted lil things and thoughts from as I was leafing through my screenshots folder lately, dumped together into one post so as not to spam.))
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Maybe Morrigan wrote this Codex entry? in Witch Hunt she said "Many fear change, and will fight it with every fibre of their being. But sometimes change is what they need most. Sometimes, change is what sets them free", and she is associated with grimoires, has been in the Crossroads before, etc. this note seems to explain why in DA:TV [iirc] the Crossroads no longer looks different for elves compared to how it looks for the other lineages. "an eluvian has two faces" - as an aside, this phrase or idea makes me think so much of Falon'Din and Dirthamen and their situation.. twin souls (or rather twin soul-fragments), a shadow and a reflection, parts of the same whole. like the Roman god Janus (and other deities with this trait), depicted as having two faces, in his case one which can see into the past and one which can see into the future.
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Spirits/Demons of Rapacity are a new (to us) thing. maybe they are a Hunger demon or a type of Hunger demon, like how Audacity was a Pride demon? eating, consuming. but rapacity can also be the quality of covetous avarice (wealth etc), so maybe Desire? or maybe it's simply its own thing/aspect, or embodies something else (entirely possible, it sounds like the southern Thedosian way of conceptualising demons is academically out of date/old-fashioned in-world).
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Envy, of course. for me this note also implies the existence of Frustration demons.
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Misery is also new. maybe Despair/a type of Despair demon? or again simply its own thing.
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Despair is known. Shame interested me as it reminded me a lot of the Marquis of Serault's great-grandfather, the Shame of Serault (Dragon Age: The Last Court you will always be famous). he became an abomination. he was known as the Shame because his actions brought shame on the marquisate, but what if also the demon that possessed him was.. Shame? new headcanon just dropped. yes. I love it (๑*ᗜ*) Horror also interested me. like as in a Gibbering horror, an Arcane horror, or simply the aspect/quality of Horror, which is totally something you can feel?
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Some more new ones - Chaos, Disorder, Disruption spirits/demons.
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Saravarin, a (likely) agent of the Dread Wolf's rebellion, who seems to use they/them pronouns. :)
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The first time I noticed the broken remains of Bianca on Varric's bedside in the infirmary, I was so sad. a tale ended. and that was when I thought it was just imagery of his retirement and injury, before I knew about The Reveal.
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A dwarf named Kevan Brubock invented flushing toilets!!
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This scene seems to depict all of the Talons arranged up there on stage behind Illario (First, or rather representing that here at the moment), as along with Illario there's Teia (Seventh) and Viago (Fifth), but there's one model too many, since Illario is representing House Dellamorte here. that aside, neat to see that along with Teia, two of the other current Talons as of this timepoint seem to be elves. (in TN there was Giuli and Bolivar) Could the elf second from the left be Bolivar Nero? ^^ he survived TN. In TN he was described as having a long shock of white hair and wearing a suit trimmed in bear fur. that character model has long pale hair and putting them in that armor gives the impression of a fur or feather trim!
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It was cool to see the new statue/asset of Mythal, and its inspirations that it has from this one found in DA:I.
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Not just the appearance of the nervous system, they got a whole lil brain under there.
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The Viper/Ashur is the youngest son of Corimer Vesperian, Imperial/Black Divine Aequitas II. (Corimer is such a cool name btw). below is an excerpt from the gamefiles in addition to this, game files seeming to confirm the in-world rumor:
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This wall art shows Solas leaving through the eluvian at the end of Trespasser, having frozen the Qunari to stone. :')
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I just thought this note/lore on Chasind beliefs and cultural practises was really neat. so in Chasind culture there is a god or other venerated figure known as the Owl-mother, She of Spring and Tide. they're known to personify the seasons as female warriors, maybe Owl-mother is the personification of Spring?
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This note seems to hint at (the often fan-theorized) idea that there is some connection between the Forgotten Ones and the Forbidden Ones. (see also the Band of Three - a connection between them has been theorized by people in-world as well). on that subject,
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This note is found in the chamber where Rook fights the Formless One. at this point the Formless One is in the form of a dragon (possessed dragon corpse). the "this form" therefore is dragon form. maybe the "old rivals" Formless is talking about here are the Evanuris, who the Forgotten Ones warred with, and whom the Forbidden Ones were exiled by? (btw, "For abandoning the People in their time of greatest need, for casting aside form to flee to where the Earth could not reach" makes it sound like the Evanuris exiled the Forbidden Ones during the time of the Evanuris' war against the Titans for the crime of.. not helping in the war with the Titans, and running away from it somewhere where the Titan's wrath and fury could not harm them.)
due to this, this note reminds me a lot of Ancient Elven Writing from DA:I -
"His crime is high treason. He took on a form reserved for the gods and their chosen, and dared to fly in the shape of the divine. The sinner belongs to Dirthamen; he claims he took wings at the urging of Ghilan'nain, and begs protection from Mythal. She does not show him favor, and will let Elgar'nan judge him." For one moment there is an image of a shifting, shadowy mass with blazing eyes, whose form may be one or many. Then it fades.
Here, the Evanuris forbade the divine form of dragon to a "sinner", who is hinted here by the bottom text to have had a shifting form which could have been one or many. (sounds like Formless). so the Formless One was maybe originally a slave or follower of Dirthamen's. if the other Forbidden / Forgotten Ones, or some of them, were also originally slaves or followers of the Evanuris (I wonder which?), no wonder they ended up warring with them. Geldauran for example wrote "I am Geldauran, and I refuse those who would exert will upon me." in reference to the Evanuris.
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The floating items in the Regret prison in the endgame each individually representing a member of Rook's team was so [falls to knees crying.png]. oughh. masterful. this was a really neat art/design choice. :> it also made me think about my Rook and what items I would use to represent them in a similar fashion, like as a fun thought exercize.
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Maybe.. the titanic claws of the Dread Wolf's wolf form? :)
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This codex is found in the Heights of Athim. I was right :D
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The spirit-fish in the Lighthouse Meditation room were summoned by someone and apparently require feeding, Shepard's cabin fish-style :). Maybe this argument was between Solas and Felassan?
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The Lighthouse was the heart of the rebellion. interesting interpretation of the imagery there with the suggestion of its light being the light of his divinity.
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At some point Keeper Hawen from DA:I stumbled through an eluvian into the Crossroads. I wonder if the bright light he saw on an island in the distance was the light of the Lighthouse.
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they knew the halls would be kept by the Caretaker. could this codex have been written by Felassan?
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This codex is found on the piano thing in the music room in the Lighthouse. the associated art is of Mythal. the expert hand and memories are Solas/Solas', no? and the other person in the duet, the beloved memory is Mythal/of Mythal[?] this codex put me in the mind of Codex: Birds of Fancy from Trespasser. not saying that I think the "Birds" were Solas and Mythal btw, just that it reminded me of it (fluid ancient elven memory etc).
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like as in these lance-beam-looking things? from the in-game light puzzles?
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For this one I just wanna say I loved this codex entry, this is how folklore and regional variations of stuff like that can work in our world too, really neat :)
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assuming Seer Rowan wrote this recently, this codex seems to confirm the year in which DA:TV events are set as 9:52 Dragon, as we thought.
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shilohta · 9 months ago
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You can get yourself any textile, bring any craft from the dead if you like, any fiber arts etc from any time period brand new and bespoke for you. What are you choosing and why?
Oohohoho, I'm commissioning a pair of sprang leggings.
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Stretchy, warm, flashy colours and patterns!
I heard about sprang in the first couple of weeks of my fibre arts course and never found an excuse to explore it more. Obviously I'm free to do research and play around myself, but it's the sort of obscure niche fibre art that's hard to find good information. Carol James has been researching it since the 90s and I'm hunting for some of her books. (The picture above is from the advertising for an online zoom talk by Carol James)
I love the geometric patterns. The method of making sprang is fascinating. (What do you MEAN it's like weaving with only warp threads? Creating mirror-image twists that meet in the middle, and if the middle seam gives out goodbye to all your work?! And what I've read about creating patterns, especially where the two halves are different like the striped legs and patterns above, it hurts my brain. Indistinguishable from witchcraft)
I'm very aware that there's a vast multitude of cool and/ or lost fibre arts that I could have chosen, but I don't need obscenely fancy status marker fashions (thinking of goldwork embroidery) and I don't want to claim something from a culture that I have no connection to (Pacific barkcloth... I just want to know how it feels). And sprang has been in the back of my mind for so long, waiting to spring out.
Bonus if I get sprang leggings made with medieval wool that isn't itchy!
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caius-hhhhhh · 7 months ago
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As promised, I’ve gone and stuck my shelved but still finished chapter of a Blitzstone fic on AO3 because… that’s literally what it’s for. It’s the origin story of how Hearthstone fell to Nidavellir and how Blitzen learned ASL. 5,349 words, originally completed in late December 2023.
Blitzstone nation, my darlings, my dearests: I’m passing through but not super active in your fandom. I hope you like my contribution.
My regular followers, number one you should read Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard. But if you haven’t and want to read this anyway? I’ve included a handy summary containing pertinent information below the cut <3
Yes, the name Blitz has some overlap. They have nothing in common. This Blitzen is a dwarf. Dwarves turn to stone when they are exposed to sunlight. This process can be reversed by submerging the statues in water. Their world (one of the nine in Norse mythology) is completely underground. Dwarves are revered for their ability to craft exceptional items. Canon doesn’t expand upon this, so I’ve invented the idea that Svartalves (singular Svartalf, it means “dark elf”. Yes, this character is Black. Yes, that’s jank as hell.) are a different race of dwarves with a distinct culture from Nidavellir dwarves. “Svartalf Mart” is a canon location, but I’m not actually sure if the equivalent is supposed to be “Asian Market” or “Human Store”.
Midgard is the world of humans. Most Norse creatures can travel between the nine worlds, although such travel is not always advisable.
Elves are creatures of light. Their world, Alfheim, is made of sunlight; because Frey is the patron god of Alfheim they have safe haven in his sister Freya’s world, Folkvanger.
This is not revealed in my work: Hearthstone has been severely abused by his family. They have shamed him for being Deaf, refused to learn ASL, and made him believe that his basic wants and needs like food and shelter were transactional. There is a moment in my fic where Hearthstone is given some coffee — he has never been given that privilege before. Luckily canon goes about showing this in a really hyperbolic manner that, to me at least, avoided being triggering by being so exaggeratedly Evil. (If you’re interested in reading MCGA but this subject is difficult for you, please, DM me: I’ll provide you with more detail and context. I did not find it hard to read, but you may.)
Near the end of the fic, Blitzen references Gleipnir: this is the divine rope that binds Loki’s son Fenris Wolf, who will swallow the moon at Ragnarok. His confinement is essential to preventing the worlds’ destruction.
If I’ve done my job correctly you should be able to intuit the majority of other information from either the work itself or your likely knowledge of Tolkien. (I, actually, had to get a lecture from my close associate SpaceWall as I don’t read LOTR.) Although it’s safe to bet that if you don’t know what a word is referring to, it’s more likely a reference to fibre arts.
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skyrim-forever · 27 days ago
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Get to know the Mutuals
Thank you for the tags @thequeenofthewinter and @sulphuricgrin
Tagging @bougainvillea-and-saltwater @pocket-vvardvark @firefly-factory @theoneandonlysemla @changelingsandothernonsense
Currently reading: I'm reading two long longfics by my lovely friends. @theoneandonlysemla Dealings with Daedra: Boethiah’s Wrath (which is part one of a two part series, features some very cool ocs and action) and @bougainvillea-and-saltwater The Priest and the Dragoness (LDB/Miraak, Jia is lovely and all the characters are so vibrant)
Last song I listened to: Happy Nation by Ace of Base tbh I only listen to this song because I saw a Nerevar edit on tiktok a while ago to this song and I was like "huh, this is so him" and so now I listen to it and think about that
Last series: I don't watch shows, last thing was probably House of the Dragon season 1 back when it premiered and I only made it to episode 4.
Last movie: VENOM 3 BROTHERRRRRRRRRRRR
Currently watching: I almost entirely watch youtube so I'll plop the last video I watched here: the crochet hunger games: how a star shaped blanket broke the internet. I don't crochet but I do other fibre arts and this video touches on the importance of accessibility in fibre arts but also the problem of slow arts like crochet and knitting becoming "viral" and instant gratification. Really good watch if you're into niche drama you know nothing about!
Sweet/Savoury/Spicy?: All but my fav food is a good pasta, specifically alfredo <3
Relationship status: prefer not to answer
Favourite colour: Deep red/crimson or dark teal
Current obsession: The Elder Scrolls of course, writing, feel a beading obsession coming back but I got too many fics to write so I feel like I don't have time to bead :P Also I like to bead while watching youtube but I haven't found much that interest me lately.
Tea or Coffee: Tea, can't have coffee
Last Thing I Googled: The Game Awards haha, watching right now
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sanccharine · 2 years ago
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04 | potential, promises, and plotting
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hogwarts au
pairing: hufflepuff!tzuyu x slytherin!reader genre: fluff, slice of life word count: 5.1k
warnings: none that i can think of :]
summary: whether on the field or during class, you never shied away from trouble. and in your sixth year, trouble seemed to follow you like a shadow, though you couldn’t complain. especially when that series of misfortunes led you to the transfiguration prodigy, chou tzuyu. includes: red velvet's yeri, ateez's yeosang, san, wooyoung and jongho; viviz's sinb; txt's yeonjun; loona's olivia; le sserafim's yunjin; dreamcatcher's gahyeon
status: ongoing a/n: back to post once in a blue moon :D theres quite a few people in this one huh O_O
masterlist | chapter 3 | chapter 5
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The Dark Arts assignment felt like a fluke. 
Well, it was a fluke. 
You wouldn’t have gotten the grade that you got without the help of Tzuyu. 
After that assignment, they seemed to keep piling on top. Playing Quidditch seemed to be up for debate again. Though you know somewhere deep in your mind you were playing this year. Still, you couldn’t catch a break from your studies. 
Often, you found yourself in the secluded corner of the library, the place had become yours. If you weren’t hunched up over a textbook there, you were in the Great Hall. Always scribbling away on parchment, writing and rewriting your notes. Transfiguration theory made no sense at all. 
Professor Lee’s words from earlier in the day returned to you. 
She asked you to stay behind after class much like the many times she had before. You readied yourself for a scolding. A lecture about how you could do better, how your grades were slipping, and how you aren’t achieving your full potential. 
You never understood what she saw in you. 
“What are you doing?” Professor Lee asked, her eyes not lifting away from the book in front of her. 
“I don’t understand—”
“I asked what are you doing in my class?” 
Your heart stopped beating. 
“I don’t know, Professor. I'm not sure as well... I don’t know what I’m doing in your class. I don’t know how I passed and I definitely don't know how—” you stopped your rambling. You should’ve put this together sooner. How could you be so stupid? “Did my parents—?”
Finally, Professor Lee looked at you. 
"No." Her gaze was scathing. 
She held your stare. A lifetime seemed to pass. You don’t if you should be relieved or terrified of this revelation. 
It seemed unreal. 
There was no way you were in this class without your parents pulling some—
“You are more than aware of my standards. Especially to enter my N.E.W.Ts class,” Lee straightened as she watched you freeze in real-time. Then her gaze softened, only ever so slightly. “The only reason you are in my class is because of your merit. You have potential.”
What potential is she going on about?
“Nothing else,” Professor Lee paused, her eyes steely as she finished. “And no one else.” 
“I understand,” you didn’t attempt to repeat what you say every year. You really did understand, you couldn’t let her down. You didn't want to let her down. Changes meant the most these next two years. So, you will work hard this year, and unlock whatever potential she sees in you. 
“Now, get out. You’re wasting my class time,” and she was back. 
With a salute, you let in the quiet first years who had lined up outside. You didn’t catch the little boy waving at you. 
The conversation kept playing in your mind. It brought a new sense of motivation you fear you’ve never felt… at least not for anything apart from Quidditch. It also brought up an immense amount of stress. You were playing this year, you were studying hard this year. Will you be able to win the cup again? Will you be able to pass next year? Only weeks passed and already your control was slipping. You hated that feeling with every fibre of your being. 
Every sound in the hall seemed to unnerve you, clawing and climbing its way up your back until you couldn’t even hear your own ragged breathing. Couldn’t notice that you were grinding your teeth, jaw locked and aching. Worst of all, you didn’t realise your grip had pushed the quill in and torn the parchment. A gaping hole where words should be. You were so tightly wound up, all the tension caught in the back of your neck.
Which is why when someone tapped your shoulder, you sneered much like a rabid dog. “What?”
The regret was immediate when you saw familiar glassy eyes staring back. The apology is ready on your lips but... 
What was his name again?
“Minwoo just wanted to say hello. You missed us by the Transfiguration class,” the diligent girl from the feast! What was her name? She was quick to step in front of Minwoo, completely blocking him from your view. That strikes you as odd, you couldn’t place why. “He was wondering about joining Quidditch, we both were… I’m Jooyeon, by the way.”
Busted by an eleven-year-old. This had to be a new low for you. 
“Right, sorry for that. I’ve been so busy with assignments and it just didn't—never mind, that doesn’t matter!” you said sheepishly and pushed aside your parchment and turned to face them. When Minwoo didn’t look up, you sighed. “I’m sorry for snapping at you, Minwoo. I shouldn’t have done that, please forgive me.”
Finally, the boy looked up from behind Jooyeon’s shoulder. Were those tears in his eyes?
“Listen, are you—” you started but then caught yourself. From Jooyeon’s protective stance to Minwoo’s tears, you surmised this wasn’t about you. Something else was at play here. You just didn’t have enough information… yet. You dropped the line of question and put on the best smile you could muster. “What do you want to know about Quidditch?” 
“We want to try out.”
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Quidditch season was finally beginning. Eunbi pushed back tryouts in favour of her studies. Though, you knew she was plotting something. Especially with open positions. You don’t know what that meant for you, but you trusted her. 
When you arrived on the field, most of your teammates were already there, geared up and gathering equipment. Eunbi stood to the side, frowning at the piece of parchment in her hand. In front of her were the potential recruits, they were thrumming with anxiety. It was easy to discern what years they were from their little groups and behaviour. 
Minwoo and Jooyeon stood to the far left. Separated even from the other gawking first years who would no doubt be rejected. First years rarely made substitutes, let alone the team. But you understood their enthusiasm, you had been in the same place a few years back. In fact, a large number of second and third years weren’t going to be happy with Eunbi’s decisions either. 
A smile graced your face as you patted your pockets with your free hand to find something. 
“Good to see you two here,” you sidled up to Minwoo and he nearly shot a meter into the air. Why is this kid so jumpy around you? That will have to be amended. You smiled at his friend and said, “Hello Jooyeon.”
“Weird,” you muttered and leaned forward to catch Minwoo’s frog before it could leap away from him. “You’re supposed to eat these, not let them get away.”
Excited wouldn’t be the word you’d use. Minwoo couldn’t seem to look you in the eyes. Even worse, he kept glancing back at the crowd of Slytherins, shaking a bit. 
Sighing, you began, “I understand if you’re nervous, it’s only natural. That’s why I brought you guys something.”
At that, both of them looked up at you, eyes shining. 
“How do we feel about chocolate frogs?” you asked, as you fetched two from your pockets and handed one to each. 
“I saw these on the train,” Minwoo smiled, finally. It relieved you. “Thank you!”
“I want to know who you got, open them, go on!” You folded your arms as their nervousness seemed to dissipate. 
“Headmistress Boa,” Jooyeon said, reading the card while holding the frog in one hand. 
“I got her too!” Minwoo said as he giggled at the frog jumping up his arm. 
“Weird,” you muttered and leaned forward to catch Minwoo’s frog before it could leap away from him. “You’re supposed to eat these, not let them get away.”
“But it’s alive—”
“We’re about to start,” Yeri shouted with a clap. That was your cue to leave. 
“We good?” you raised your fist to Minwoo. 
“Yeah, we’re good,” Minwoo grinned and bumped your fist. “Thanks again for the chocolates.” 
You aimed your fist at Jooyeon and she reciprocated as well. With a proud nod, you sauntered over to your team. 
Yeonjun quickly made his way to your side and bumped his shoulder into yours. Smiling, you glanced around. This team carried you through many wins throughout the last two years. You were a precise, well-oiled machine led by Eunbi. What you lacked, your teammates covered with their strengths. The only missing spot was your Keeper, who graduated last year. 
Plus, next year Eunbi will graduate. Followed right after by you, Yeri, San, and Yeonjun which leaves Olivia to fend alone. The thought was mortifying. You understood why talks of a new captain and tryouts seemed so important. 
Eunbi scanned the crowd in front of her and nodded. “Quidditch is not easy. It’s brutal.” 
You couldn’t help but smile at the familiar start. A spiel you have heard so many times you could probably announce it yourself. 
“Without proper practice and dedication, you’ll be living in the Hospital Wing,” you couldn't help but snicker as you rolled your left wrist. Beside you, Yeonjun grabbed his right shoulder and sighed. Everyone landed in the wing at least once and that was being generous. “Forget positions, they don’t matter. What’s important is flight, speed and endurance.”
Gasps already erupted at Eunbi’s dismissal of the roles in the team. The next part should be fun.
“Five minutes,” Eunbi held up her palm. “That’s how much time I want you flying laps around the field and at the fastest speed you can manage—”
Now, the juniors seemed to pale as the senior students only groaned. This was nothing. They’d endure much worse in a proper game, a grim thought but it was true. 
“—I need you to push yourselves. Those who don’t fly as soon as I say start, who fall behind, and who fail to complete all five minutes will be instantly cut.” Eunbi was merciless. “Line up! First years at the front, and each year following right behind.” 
You smirked at how quickly your juniors fell into lines. Your teammates and senior students strolled up behind them. Olivia was up ahead, glaring holes into other fourth year students. Some sixth years lined up just ahead of you. It was hard not to follow in Olivia’s footsteps and glare holes into a familiar mop of hair. Fortunately, Yeonjun and Yeri’s bickering brought you back to the present. 
Your line consisted of the pair and San. You didn’t have to interject to know that this race would earn you some money. San shook his head as he lowered himself on his Nimbus, already at an advantage. When you glanced at him, his usual easy-going smile was nowhere to be found. 
The second Eunbi yelled the four of you were in the air. It was too easy. 
San was speeding through the crowd of students, deftly avoiding any stragglers and leading the lap. The things you would do to get a hand on that broom of his. You didn’t need to look back to know that some juniors struggled with the initial take-off. Yeonjun soon followed San, quick to catch up with him. Yeri, however, had seemed to completely give up on the bet and joined you, instead. She zig-zagged through the crowd as if it were a leisurely flight and not an ordered task. 
One look at her and you knew what was in her mind. Shaking your head, you steered beneath the crowd. With a grin, you completely flipped yourself around as Yeri mirrored you. You began rotating and increasing your speed. If strings were attached to your brooms, it would look like a helix. This is what happens when you don’t do your regular midnight flights. Eunbi was going to chew you out for this stunt but it meant all the same when you caught Yeri’s laughter against the wind. 
Dizzy, you righted yourself just as someone zoomed past you. 
Olivia. 
She passed Yeonjun and San just as another person flashed by you. They caught up easily to your youngest Chaser, her ponytail just as black as Olivia’s. 
Not having the heart to jostle Olivia when she was determined, you joined your friends. All four of you watched Olivia and her rival keep trying to one-up each other, even though it was futile. They were matched in skill. You assumed it was the fourth year she was glaring at. 
Unsurprisingly, Olivia and the fourth year were the first to land when the five minutes were over. Both of them were panting and shaking, yet still managed to glare daggers at each other. Eunbi squinted at the two of them as you landed easily beside her. 
That was not the case for a lot of students. 
Completing the exercise was one thing but landing afterwards was another task altogether. Some landings were disastrous, the fatigue and nausea couldn’t have helped. And those who did manage to land somewhat decently, instantly crumpled to the ground from vertigo. Eunbi scrutinised them unflinchingly before considering her parchment. 
You searched for Minwoo and Jooyeon only to find them both sitting on the ground. Jooyeon was in much better shape than Minwoo, they landed safely and that was all that mattered. It was hard not to miss the way Hyukwoo stood proudly when you scanned the crowd. He didn’t seem fazed at all. The idea of playing by his side made you nauseous. 
It couldn’t be helped though. 
Your teammates and previous substitutes were called up. Hyukwoo threw a smirk at you and your hands twitched. 
Some new faces were called. Huh Yunjin. That was the name of the fourth year that competed with Olivia.
However, the majority was rejected. Granted, as Eunbi mentioned, some people would be instantly cut and cut they were. 
“That is all,” Eunbi said with no hint of remorse. 
“That’s all? We’re done already?” Someone in the back whined and you bristled. “We just flew around the field, that doesn’t measure our skill. Plus, we had to use these stupid school brooms.”
The silent but agreeing crowd parted for a girl. Possibly a first year, definitely a pureblood. The school broom frayed and splintered, landed with a whimper when she threw it at Eunbi’s feet. The sight was familiar. 
Eunbi only stared at the broom, not saying a word. You were about to speak up when she inhaled deeply. 
“You’re right, the school brooms suck.” The girl’s head perked up to hear the Captain agreeing with her. “Unfortunately for you, that’s not a good enough excuse.”
You couldn’t help but glance at Hyukwoo, only to find he was already staring at you. His expression was unreadable. 
Eunbi called your name, followed by Yeonjun and Yeri. As if controlled by puppet strings, the three of you stepped forward at the same time, heads held high. 
“These three became substitutes in their first year with those ‘stupid’ school brooms.”
“So did Eunbi,” Yeri said with a smirk before you could. Even her smile didn’t reduce the tense atmosphere. 
“It’s not a good enough excuse,” Eunbi repeated. “Try next year with your own broom then.” 
The student scowled, ready to whine but her friends dragged her away. With that, the others began to leave as well. Eunbi began shouting orders but you quickly excused yourself to catch up with Minwoo and Jooyeon. 
“Sorry, you guys didn’t make the team.”
“It wasn’t realistic anyway,” Jooyeon shrugged but Minwoo’s disappointment was clear on his face. He stared at the pureblood girl who was yelling at her friends as she walked out. He then turned to you, disappointment morphed into caution as he said the next four words.
“Are you a pureblood?” 
Jooyeon shot him a look, clearly startled by his question. Every interaction with this kid only seemed to confuse you more. 
“Um, yeah,” there was no better way to put it. 
“So you’re a full wizard?” 
Jooyeon hissed his name and you stood there, perplexed. 
“Full wizard? Minwoo, you’re a wizard too,” you said, indignant at the claim. Then it clicked. “Hold on, did someone say—!”
“Yes, but both your parents are wizards, right?” You couldn’t help but bristle at the mention of your parents. “You’re a full wizard? Both my parents are muggles so I’m a—”
“Listen, that doesn’t matter,” that was a blatant lie but you had to stop him. Jooyeon had the same idea as she nudged his side. Minwoo was unbothered by his friend and unconvinced by you. “At least, not anymore.” 
That wasn’t a lie… but it wasn’t the truth either. 
You had to tackle this delicately.
“You’re here at Hogwarts, yeah?” you asked and waited for an answer. 
“Yes.”
"Did a wand choose you?"
"Yes."
“Can you do magic?”
“Yes.” 
“Then you’re a wizard, simple,” comfort didn’t come easy, you barely believed yourself. There was a strange tension in your voice but it was difficult to ignore the implication of Minwoo’s words. “Minwoo—both of you—if someone is bothering you, you come let me know, alright? Promise me that!” 
For some reason, you guessed who would be putting these thoughts into these kids. Harassing first years had to be a whole new low, even for him. 
When Minwoo didn’t answer, Jooyeon did. “We will, we promise. Thank you!” 
She raised her fist and your lips twitched up at the action. You bumped yours with hers before moving it in front of Minwoo. Both you and Jooyeon waited with bated breath. Minwoo left but not before brushing his fist against yours and mumbling goodbye. 
Jooyeon grumbled an apology on his behalf before running after Minwoo.
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Are you a pureblood? So you’re a full wizard?
This was not how you wanted tryouts to go. For the most part, you were out of it, fortunately not enough for Eunbi to notice. Granted, she had her hands full. 
You could only think about Minwoo. 
Eunbi, in the time you'd spent with first years, had split up the recruits into small groups. There were also workshops so every new member could get a feel of each role. Everyone was assigned their usual roles except for Yeonjun and Oliivia. The former took up the Keeper’s role while the latter shadowed Eunbi, the pair conversing seriously. 
You walked over to the chest where the Bludger rattled in its cage, Yeri sidled up as you sighed.
“You alright?” she asked, motioning to the recruits assigned to the two of you. 
“Yeah, I'm fine—no,” you changed when you caught Yeri’s stare, “I’ll tell you later.”
She nodded, dropping the topic altogether before speaking to the new teammates. You recognized one of them quickly, yet you forgot her name already. 
“Huh Yunjin,” Yeri whispered beside you as you picked your bat, sarcasm dripping with every word. “Olivia’s best friend.”
“Do you know why?”
“Jealousy. Possible threat. Youngest privileges lost,” Yeri stopped to look at you. “Do you want me to keep listing more reasons? Or… ?”
You rolled your eyes at your friend and rounded up the pair, gesturing at them to take off into the air. 
“They’re fourth years, what did you expect?” Yeri yelled after you, no shame in admitting what she was whispering about. 
Shaking your head, you began to explain the basics of your role. Though you’re sure they were already well aware of that, so you made sure to emphasize just how dangerous being a Beater could be. Right on time, a resounding crack echoed through the field. 
The act was involuntary, muscle memory alone carried the task for you. The Bludger zoomed past the two recruits and with another resounding crack was sent back straight for Yeri. Flawless aim and deadly strength. You couldn’t help but smirk at yourself. 
The new students looked terrified, to say the least, but they were poised to whack the Bludger. When Yeri sent the ball back, it lacked its usual vigour, her hit purposely pulled back. Yunjin took the initiative putting herself in the ball's way before taking a swing. 
She managed to hit the ball back in Yeri’s general direction with quite a bit of strength, she showed promise. However, she did slightly stumble to the side of her broom, almost losing balance but she was quick to catch herself. Yunjin turned to you with a proud smile, awaiting praise. You couldn’t deny her that. 
“Well done, that was a good shot,” she straightened as you turned to the other recruit. “Your turn.”
The colour seemed to have completely drained from the kid’s face. If he wasn’t already terrified about facing a Bludger, the fact that Yunjin had managed to hit it almost perfectly couldn't help. Trusting your gut, you readied yourself in case something went south. 
A thunderous crack filled the stadium, his strength was paramount. 
Now if only he hadn’t smacked the Bludger backwards. Heading straight for the stands. 
You swore enough to lose a solid amount of points from your house. Good thing you were ready because you were flying at a speed you normally saved for your games. Your best friend has the same idea because Yeri was right by your side in a second. 
Ignoring the shrieks from the audience, the pair of you managed to surpass the Bludger with just enough space to spare. Without sharing a glance, you raised your batting hand and striked the Bludger. So had Yeri. 
With double the power of notorious Beaters, the Bludger soared high above the field and over the other end of the audience. Yeri only grumbled before speeding away after the ball. Leaving you to deal with the students whose lives you put at risk.
When you turned, the first person you see is Chou Tzuyu.
Like a magnet, your gaze seemed to land on her first. Her steely stare renders you speechless for a moment. Her knuckles were white from clutching a textbook you didn’t recognise. You wondered whether the pages were cutting into her skin. 
“Listen, I’m so sorry, Tzuyu,” you may have joked about how you were always apologising to her if someone hadn’t interrupted you by clearing their throat. Aggressively. 
Finally, you noticed the three other people seated next to Tzuyu. You couldn’t put names on two of them, one of which was clutching their heart as they whispered to the girl next to them. Her eyes were in crescents as she let out a chuckle, blushing to her ears. But, you did recognise Yeosang, Wooyoung’s best bud! 
Or so that's what Wooyoung claimed. You’ve never heard Yeosang confirm it. For that very reason, you doubted the Ravenclaw had a glowing impression of you. 
“Yeosang, buddy—”
“No.” He stood up, his eyes rolling back into his skull as he dragged the Hufflepuff next to him. They whined and made quite a scene as they were pulled away, the girl beside Tzuyu only giggled at their antics. You didn’t miss the wink they sent her before turning your attention back to Tzuyu. 
Her eyes were glassy as she stared. You’ve seen her smile, you know how she can light up a room. Yet, she managed to place such a cruel unfeeling mask over herself. 
“I really am sorry,” you said as the girl, having come down from giggles, shook her head. “Try-outs can be… rough.” 
You turned to Tzuyu again, hoping you salvaged something of your friendship. Not even, just merely the beginning of it. Her features were still steely, which wasn't good. When her friend’s hand came to rest atop hers, she softened. That was incorrect, her eyes didn't soften, she just lost her glare. 
“This is Gahyeon,” Tzuyu said, sentence clipped. “My friend.” 
Gahyeon smiled widely, extending her hand. Before you could even say your name she did it for you. 
“I know who you are,” Tzuyu shot her a strange glare but Gahyeon ignored it, unfazed by Tzuyu’s behaviour. “We’re all good, we knew you and Yeri had it covered. Hope the rest goes better than this!”
With a sad smile, you lowered your head again to apologize. You glimpsed at Tzuyu. Her features were still clouded with distaste, and maybe curiosity, but shifted to her aloof self as soon as she noticed you staring. Bidding them an awkward farewell, you turned to fly back to the third year.
Yunjin was to a side, her prideful demeanour nowhere to be found because she knew what was coming. The third year at fault was shaking on his broom but that didn’t deter you. 
With more vitriol than necessary, you said, “You better be good at some other position because you’re not a Beater!” He tried to say something but you were quick. “There’s no point if you’re all strength, you could’ve hurt someone—”
Yeri's voice came from somewhere to your side, but you decided to continue, baseless anger slipping past tightly shut gates. But your best friend placed a hand on your shoulder and pulled you back, forcing you to face her. 
The look on her face said everything you needed to hear. You can’t berate a kid for something they can’t control and no one was hurt… Tzuyu wasn’t hurt. 
“Get the next pair,” Yeri ordered and all you could do was nod. As you flew down, you could hear Yeri console the third year who was reeling from your words. 
Apart from that incident, practice went quite smoothly. The tasks were easy enough to follow, you and Yeri made sure to inform the recruits to consider aim and strength before swinging the bat wildly. Although, you didn’t allow room for anything to go wrong. Especially with the feeling of someone watching your back. 
After discussing with her teammates, Eunbi assigned substitute positions to the recruits. Though, everyone anticipated who would be the lucky person to fill up the Keeper position. Hyukwoo seemed all too smug, no doubt expecting the position to be his. Which is why it was all the more satisfying to see his expression sour when Yunjin was picked. 
Introductory ice-breakers. Short warm-up. Flight exercises. Two hours seemed to pass by in a blur before Eunbi decided it was time to play a few mock games. 
It was supposed to be harmless but everyone seemed to take it seriously. That was understandable under Eunbi’s unyielding watch. 
The intensity increased tenfold when the captain herself joined, taking her position as the Seeker. The small crowd lounging around the stadium cheered and it almost felt like a real game. Though, you and Yeri were grinning ear to ear, exhilarated just to play together again. 
Once the match ended, Eunbi asked everyone to relax but not before reminding the team to meet at the changing rooms later. Some of the younger recruits were not so eager to do nothing, they began rounding up equipment for the arriving Hufflepuff team. 
Eunbi was long gone and you waved away your friend's call to play catch in the air. Instead, you finally took the time to do what you loved; fly unperturbed. You missed the feeling of the winter chills crawling up your sleeves, cooling down the sweat on your forehead. Soon your mindless rounds came to a slow drive, almost floating in place, suspended in the air as you smiled at no one in particular. To even have considered not playing this year was a fool’s thought. 
A blur hurtled past before turning to stop in front of you. The shiver that ran down your spine was difficult to shake off. 
“So it’s real then?” Wooyoung’s voice squeaked at the end. You hoped he wasn’t insinuating what you think he was. “You and Chou Tzuyu?”
“What are you on about… ” the question died on your lips when Wooyoung looked to his left and you followed his gaze.
Not even a few meters away, Tzuyu was seated exactly where you’d left her an hour ago. Her friend, Gahyeon, if you remember correctly, was reading the prefect's textbook. Tzuyu’s attention, however, was completely on you. 
Apparently, in your daze, you had been flying near her. And in return, she’d been watching you. 
Fortunately, your best friend had immaculate timing. 
But none of the decorum. 
Yeri saved you from the paralysing staring concert by crashing right into you. 
Being the professional that she is, Yeri pivoted at the right moment, parking herself beside Wooyoung. You weren’t so graceful. The groan you emitted was ugly and pained, but at least you didn’t topple off your broom and plummet to your death. The most you experienced was disorientation from the blood rushing to your head. Oh, and the insurmountable amount of embarrassment. Why was Tzuyu looking at you?
Blinking away the white spots, you scowled at your so-called friends who cackled at your misery. “Was that necessary?” 
“Wouldn’t have been if you hurried instead of ogling Hufflepuffs,” Yeri offered an unapologetic smile. She was right, none of your teammates were anywhere to be seen on the field. 
“And it wasn’t even me?” Wooyoung pouted, his voice pitched higher. Both you and Yeri groaned at that. “I’m heartbroken.”
“Alright, we’re done here,” you said as you turned away from Wooyoung’s unbearable expression. 
“No, don’t leave me—” Wooyoung groaned instead of finishing the sentence. No doubt, Yeri shoved him too. 
“Good luck with practice, Woo,” you called out as you descended. Yeri was quick to pass you, shaking her head with a smile as she did. 
You didn’t leave the field without sparing one last glance at Chou Tzuyu. 
Her eyes had never left you.
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“We’re focusing on scoring this year,” Eunbi said just as you entered the changing rooms. “This means Beaters, I need you to prioritize Chaser’s protection over mine.” 
You hadn’t even gotten the chance to seat yourself before you were shooting up. 
“What?” you squawked along with Yeri. The team was quick to follow with their outcries. 
Being a Seeker was no walk in the park. The title alone was an automatic target on your back. It didn’t help that there was a running joke of a guaranteed win if Eunbi was eliminated first. Of course, that has never happened. Eliminating Eunbi that is. Not with you carelessly taking Bludgers for her with your head instead of your bat. All ten fingers and ten toes wouldn’t be enough to count how many fouls you and Yeri have intercepted. It was only natural that one of the Beaters was always floating around Eunbi. 
So to ask for no protection seems ill-advised. 
Undeterred, Eunbi continued. 
“This is especially important for our opening game with Gryffindor. Jongho did a damn good job of blocking most of our goals last year,” Olivia scowled at the mention of the Keeper. He hadn’t let her score a single goal. “Focusing on scoring means not only prioritizing our Chasers, but the opposing team’s Chasers as well. If you can keep the Bludgers and their Beaters concentrated on them, then I will be fine.” 
“That’s a big if.” Yeri stated, not necessarily rejecting Eunbi’s unconventional strategy. 
“You are more than capable of pulling it off. I just need you to do it,” Eunbi said, her eyes glossing over the entire team. “All of you.” 
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any feedback is much appreciated.
a/n: i feel like this fic is more about studying and sports than tzuyu HKSDFGJKDS like i know it seems like a slow burn, but the original draft didn't even have romance in it HJFKSDGF (i still don't know what type of relationship these two will have) it was me messing around and just dragging shit around for fun so we'll see how this one goes. as for sport, idc for it and if the stuff i say makes no sense, you've come this far i'm sure you can suspend your disbelief just a bit more :D anyways,,,see you next month-ish ? maybe ? who knows ? hope everyone is doing well and have a good day/night !
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destroyingangelneveragod · 2 years ago
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if you wanna show me a post please tag #wormielook!
welcome everyone new
important note: i am deeply dedicated to liberatory and decolonial movements and as such i post about mutual aid, protests, etc quite a bit. it's okay not to understand everything, if you have questions message and I'll forward you resources written by respective communities and to organizers/writers who discuss their liberation/literature
i am way too obsessed with MCR. I'm also an archivist for multiple interests. I'm way too interested in ultramarathon running (even though I cannot participate), tornadoes, robotics, and fall out boy. ok a bit more about me
basics:
-23 y/o
-disabled both physically and mentally (HSD, likely autism, severe brain fog, long haul COVID symptoms, a mast cell disorder, tourettes, Metatarsalgia, ADHD, IBS, POTS, OCD, GAD and Depression, PTSD, and a suspected brain injury, amongst other things)
-artist! i do digital art, textile work (making patches and v basic hand sewing), traditional drawing and painting (usually acrylic on canvas), crocheting, and collage
-loosely bigender. my gender is fluid and expansive to some extent so labelling is complicated. Kinda a butch, kinda a trans man.
-he/they/xe/vamp pronouns
-sapphic as fuck and that's important to my identity, lesbian I think. again beyond that not into firm labels. mostly t4t or queer4queer, and ace/aro spectrum
-polyamorous
-one of the biggest joys of people in my life (and my trusted sources for media reccommendations) is @milfsrights
-my best friend, platonic soulmate and other half is @frilly09
-irl bestieeee and loml is @anour22 ❤️❤️❤️❤️
interests:
-tornadoes. literally anything about them, and most natural disasters tbh
-harm reduction and street outreach, mutual aid organizing
-theology
-history (especially queer history, revolutionary actions and protest movements)
-zines (IM NOT NORMAL ABOUT ZINES)
-minatures
-seals
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-music!! fall out boy, mcr, mitski, lianne la havas, willow, frank tichelli, nina simone, the staples singers, stevie wonder, against me!, pure hell, the muslims, the mountain goats, elton john, paramore, yana perrault, anju, the jerry cans, tessa violet, ruby waters, status non-status, r & b, punk, and soul
-tv/movies: repo! the genetic opera, goldfinch, best in miniature
-plays/broadway: wicked, hadestown, waitress, had a major deh phase too
-robotics! i am a mentor of a team and volunteer at competitions
-rare disorders, diseases, and conditions
-plushies! i am a collector, i have 109, most of them were gifts from friends and family or from my childhood
-disability justice
-biology, especially reptiles, foxes, spiders and amphibians
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mybeingthere · 1 year ago
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Finnish textile designer and pioneer of fibre art Kirsti Rantanen (born 1930). She has taught a whole
generation of textile designers and artists, and her own work has been of trailblazing importance. In the 1970s, her expression moved from two-dimensional figurative wall hangings
towards three-dimensional sculptural work which grew in the 1980s into monumental entities and installation. In the 1980s, Rantanen was involved in raising the status of textile art,
dominated by women, to an equal standing alongside other genres. She has set an example to younger generations in many respects. Natural materials and the age-old techniques
of weaving are combined in Rantanen’s works. (Design Museum, Helsinki).
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ratjerma · 1 year ago
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Oh no
✨ *this is a sideblog- my main which i have no choice but to interact from is more furry and Doom centric </3* call me whatever. i’m way over 18 (minors please don’t follow!) and from outside the US. i usually am not so quick to bring this up, but it’s true so i’ll say it: mental illness plays a big part in my jerm-liking status. will elaborate if asked. i’m one a these 🏳️‍🌈 and pronouns are unimportant to me. (use any and all!)
✨ i do traditional art and fibre crafts, which is what i’d like to share most here. i live for making things for others, and i like all kinds of requests :) i’ve done this for a very long time but i’m no Michelangelo, Leonardo, or Da Vinci. due to mental problems i haven’t been having a good time with art but yknow what? jermy is actually helping with that :)).
✨ aside from jerm i am most autistic about Doom (1993/4), and i like furry adjacent things, and horrible music (mostly different metals and assorted electronic noises).
✨ just because it’s funny, here’s a quick look at how my own personal jerm liker timeline goes:
sometime in i think 2021: “omg this guy is everywhere 🙄 his hair looks permanently in the ‘awkward growing it out’ stage he looks stupid” -> “oh he was a substitute teacher? well that’s cool and he’s good at making weird noises just like me? cheers bro I can drink to that” -> “you did not need to make such intense eye contact with me while eating that burger… oh no… 😳” -> “i keep watching compilations of him on youtube and he’s exactly my stupid sense of humour it’s weirdly comforting to take my mind off things and put them on before bed… WAIT WHAT WHAT’S HAPPENING I DIDN’T MEAN TO HAVE DREAMS WITH YOU IN THEM I-” -> *makes this sideblog after drawing my first fanart of him* -> the next stage? who knows! i’ll probably learn how to use twitch and join him and his perfectly crazed chat people there. i’m joining you guys here for now. :)
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denimbex1986 · 1 year ago
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'Peaky Blinders was conjured out of stories its creator Steven Knight was told as a child. Larger-than-life images from his parents’ Birmingham families had been burnt onto his nine-year-old mind. A mountain of silver coins piled on a table in a shabby terraced house. Bare-knuckle boxers bound at the wrists and pushed into the canal for losing a fight. Gypsy horse fairs. Barefoot children running messages for illegal bookmakers. A pub called The Chain whose only drinkers were factory women who’d beat any man who dared enter. And immaculately dressed gang members who’d swapped the mud of their WWI uniforms for crisp creases and sharp tailoring. It was all magic and glamour, to the mind of a child.
That was how Peaky Blinders chose to present the past on screen – as somewhere heightened, glamorous and now. It wanted to evoke in its viewer the awe of a kid marvelling at unforgettable things. Forget the drudgery of realism, the show’s 1920s Birmingham would be a place where fairy tale kings and queens walked through fiery streets, towered over by pulsating industry and non-stop newness. For once on screen, the British working classes wouldn’t be drab and pitiful, they’d be mythic and cool. As Knight told Den of Geek, “let’s do legends.”
One detail from Knight’s childhood legends, as reported in GQ Magazine, was his father’s memory of seeing the real Peaky Blinders gang dressed to the nines. “Every crease as sharp as the razors in their hats, reflections in their toe caps, dicky bows and ties pulled tight on studded collars.”
Everything about the men projected wealth and status, Knight’s dad told him… apart from the glasses from which they were drinking. These expensively dressed gangsters were knocking back whiskey not from pricey crystal, but recycled jam jars. Knight explains: “The money was in the fibre and the leather of their clothes, in their grooming and their guns. Not a penny of that fortune would be spent on anything so mundane as kitchenware.”
You might say that approach to priorities was shared by Peaky Blinders the show. When it arrived in 2012, what counted was the first impression. The look – as designed by series one director Otto Bathurst and his art teams – was the thing. Forget the mundane, it was all about impact.
No Hovis-Ad Nostalgia
Impact was unarguably made by Peaky Blinders‘ opening sequence, in which Cillian Murphy’s character rides on horseback through the gristly, teeming streets of Birmingham’s Small Heath. Filmed as one long, continuous shot, it introduces Tommy Shelby as a feared and respected local king, the protagonist in a British Western. Just as importantly, it also introduces Peaky Blinders as not-your-average-period-drama. Don’t expect the grateful poor, the kindly gentry and Hovis-ad nostalgia. This place is alive with modernity.
You only have to look at the skyline to see that. Instead of the CGI set extension faithfully recreating what real canal-side inner city Birmingham would have looked like with an historian’s accuracy, director Bathurst chose impact. Bigger. Higher. More impressive. His reference points weren’t archive maps, but Blade Runner and Judge Dredd’s Mega-City One.
Like the gang members drinking from jam jars, the creators of Peaky Blinders faced the question of where best to use their money. As producer Jamie Glazebrook confirms here, in 2012, Peaky Blinders had a budget of around £7.5 million for the entire first series, a snip compared to Game of Thrones $60 million first season, and The Rings of Power’s $450 million season one price tag. Achieving the cinematic look sought by Otto Bathurst and Director of Photography George Steel – both of whom won Baftas for their work on the first series – with a BBC Two purse, would mean sacrificing some things in favour of others.
That opening sequence, DoP George Steel told this Esquire Oral History, sucked up an inordinate amount of Peaky Blinders‘ cash. “We spent all our special equipment budget was spent on that first shot, with the horse and the Russian arm [a crane camera mounted on a car],” says Steel. “Otto was adamant that we shoot it all as one shot and the only way that we could really do it was on a Russian arm, which is £10,000 a day.”
“After that we ended up with very rudimentary equipment, which is why a lot of it looks the way it looks. It has that slightly old fashioned feel, because we didn’t have the money to whizz around on technocranes.”
Location manager Andy Morgan backs Steel up. “The budget for Peaky had pretty much been spent halfway through the series.” Producer Jamie Glazebrook told The BBC Academy Podcast in the early days, “There was a terrible point at the end of the first series where every scene, we kept on saying ‘we can’t do this location, could this happen in the Garrison Pub?’ and Steve [Knight] was like, ‘This is going to become like Coronation Street soon, everything going back to the Garrison!'”
Sometimes, Glazebrook continues, necessity was the mother of invention. At the climax of series one, Knight had written a big action set-piece between the Peaky Blinders and racecourse king Billy Kimber’s gang. “There was going to be a huge gun fight and we just didn’t think we were going to be able to achieve it. Rather than do things in a half-arsed way, it’s better to do fewer things really well than to do lots of stuff badly, so we said to Steve we don’t think was can have a huge gun fight.”
As a solution, Knight wrote the gun fight to the point that both sides were lined up, facing each other and armed, and then – a classic Peaky Blinders twist. Sophie Rundle‘s character Ada Shelby, dressed in widow’s weeds, pushes a baby carriage right into the no-man’s land between the two sides and tells the boys to shut up and listen. They were all in France, they know what happens next, they all know who’ll wear black for them. Fight if they want to, says Ada, but her baby isn’t moving and neither is she. It’s a brilliant dramatic moment, and a better surprise than any expensive action scene could ever have been.
Enter: Tommy Shelby
The opening shot that took such a big chunk out of the first series budget was only four minutes long, but its legacy is inestimable. It’s a masterclass in world-building, and a fitting introduction to a series that would become, without overstatement, iconic.
The opening words spoken on Peaky Blinders aren’t in English, but Cantonese. There’s a panicked exchange among members of a Chinese community. A girl has been summoned, and nobody seems to want to keep the summoner waiting. As Steven Knight’s stage directions say “We might think we are in Shanghai until we see a caption…. BIRMINGHAM, ENGLAND, 1919.”
The first we see of the man on the horse is the shine on his boot, the neat, clean cut of his suit and his closely shaved hair under a Stetson Hatteras flat cap. Women and children scatter as he rides bareback into a slum and stops to pay the Chinese fortune teller in pound notes. The girl performs “the powder trick”, whispering an incantation and blowing a cloud of red dust into the air. It’s a spell to make the horse win a race, whispers a watching kid in awe. “The horse’s name is Monaghan Boy,” says Tommy Shelby, “Kempton 3 o clock Monday. You ladies have a bet yourselves but don’t tell anybody else.” Profitable bookies’ wildfire rumour thus begun, he rides on.
Tommy rides to the opening bars of Nick Cave’s “Red Right Hand” – a song from 75 years further down the century – past iron barges, through a pile of a city, layered and growing, dressed in smoke and fire. He turns down Garrison Lane, its spill of people parting around him. A Jamaican street preacher touches the rim of his hat as Tommy passes, men drink and gamble outside a pub, a trio of blind war veterans troop past and he puts coins in their cup, kids dart around, fires belch, sacks are hauled, locals square up to each other, and two policeman tip their hats in salute with a “Morning Mr Shelby.”
Finally, we see the rider’s face in profile as Nick Cave’s song tells us “He’s a ghost, he’s a god, he’s a man, he’s a guru. You’re one microscopic cog in his catastrophic plan, designed and directed by his red right hand.” A tubular bell clangs, and Peaky Blinders begins. Out of pocket, maybe, but never out of ideas, and never looking back.'
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sage ⇢ what ‘medium’ of art (poetry, music, fiction, paintings, statues etc.) is the most touching to you? why do you think that is?
either music or fibre arts i think. music can really reach into your soul and pull out your essence. also it fucks. im in awe of fibre arts though. something about the time dedicated to perfecting stitches and the love put into every piece.
aloe vera ⇢ what’s something (mundane) you really want to experience in life?
idk if it counts as mundane but i really do wanna have a wedding that i love and enjoy and look back on for years. romantic love has always been so important to me and i love the idea of having a party for to celebrate ur love
jasmine ⇢ do you have a movie or book you loved but will never watch/read again?
h*rry p*tter. my aunt brother and i all used to read them at the same time and together. i thought the world was fun as a kid. but jk rowling is such a piece of shit and looking back they werent as good as i thought they had been. so i never really want to interact with it again.
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The Allure of Persian Rugs in Sydney: Crafting, Culture, and Décor at Home
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Persian rugs have been widely used around the world. Their extensive designs and richness of cultures are the very reasons most people love these pieces to add to their home design. These great pieces not only cover floors but express history and a tale about craft and traditions. Recent studies show increased interest in Sydney people wanting to utilise these classic pieces to adorn homes. This piece looks into the appeal, craftsmanship, and availability of Persian rugs in Sydney.
The rich history of Persian rugs:
The art of Persian rug weaving has existed for thousands of years, dating back to 
ancient Persia, which is now Iran. 
Over time, the rugs have reflected the different cultures and artistic expressions of the regions in which they were made.
 In Iranian culture, Persian rugs are of great value, often signifying status and wealth. In addition to their aesthetic appeal, these rugs are also investments, as some pieces increase in value over time.
Characteristics of Persian Rugs:
What distinguishes Persian rugs is their exclusive materials and weaving techniques. Traditionally made from wool, silk, or a combination of both, each rug is a testament to the skill of the artisan through intricate patterns and designs. 
From floral motifs to geometric shapes, the variety is vast, ranging from traditional styles that echo historical significance to contemporary interpretations that fit modern aesthetics. 
This versatility makes Persian rugs suitable for various interior design themes.
The Market for Persian Rugs in Sydney:
Sydney features a colourful market of Persian rugs where many local merchants deal in Persian rugs. 
For instance, Bijan Rugs and Persian Rug Co. showcase vast collections suited to taste and pocket size. 
Internet sites also bring the great scope of authentic Persian rugs into the homes with ease so that the client can select from his living room without venturing out.
The interest in interior design and home décor in Sydney is increasing, making Persian rugs more in demand. It is now well appreciated how the artisanal craftsmanship is unique and unique in their character. So this has led retailers to ensure authenticity and quality in whatever they sell.
Care and Maintenance of Persian Rugs:
To maintain the long life of Persian rugs, proper care is essential. Regular vacuuming and immediate attention to spills can keep them looking beautiful. 
A professional cleaning every few years will preserve the integrity of the fibres and colours. 
Misconceptions about maintenance lead to neglect; it is crucial for any owner to understand how to care for these valuable pieces.
Conclusion
Beyond ornate decorative items, Persian rugs in sydney carry rich cultural heritage as well as remarkable craftsmanship, able to take home décor levels up. The growing attention to timeless pieces in the city of Sydney makes it imperative to consider their addition to the residing places. Having such magnificent beauty and distinctive stories makes Persian rugs stand as strong as time passes, which are perfect elements for a house that tends to balance elegance with relevance.
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The Rise of Smart Clothing: Fashion Meets Technology
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In today's rapidly evolving world, technology continues to make its mark on various industries, fashion among them. Among the most exciting developments of the last few years is that of smart clothing, a product that integrates technology with seamless elegance into garments that change them from mere wearables to functional, interactive devices. Such a fusion of fashion and technology promises to revolutionise not just how we dress but how we experience clothing itself.
Introduction to Fashion and Its Significance
Fashion has always been an essential part of human culture. It goes beyond just clothing; it’s a medium for self-expression, a way to communicate one’s personality, and a tool to convey status, identity, and creativity. Whether it’s the simplicity of a classic black dress or the boldness of streetwear, fashion is an art form that continually evolves with the times.
However, in this century, fashion is not just limited to aesthetics. The development of smart clothing has made it become functional and technological as well. What was possible regarding fashion and technology no longer holds; what appeared science fiction has now come true. Smart clothing is going to open a future that can't be waited for.
How to Cultivate Smart Clothing
It's no passing fancy; smart clothing has been built on years of research and innovation. In fact, smart clothing is rooted in the basic technology of adding technology to fabric. For example, putting sensors, conductive threads, microchips, or other electronic components into fabric enables clothes to communicate with wearers and their surroundings or even connect with other devices.
Smart clothing involves research into materials that will suit the integration of technology best. Traditional fabrics such as cotton and polyester are now being reimagined in terms of conductive fibres and sensors that can track various aspects of the wearer's body, including heart rate, body temperature, or even stress levels. The fabrics may also adjust to environmental changes, such as regulating heat in cold weather or providing cooling effects in hot conditions.
Once the technology is put into the fabric, manufacturers focus on keeping the garment comfortable, stylish, and practical for everyday use. This requires collaboration between the fashion designer, textile manufacturers, and technology experts to be able to produce clothes that are not only functional but also wearable and aesthetically pleasing.
How Current Fashion Complements Future Clothing Trends
Current fashion trends are already beginning to complement the rise of smart clothing. In many ways, smart clothing is a natural evolution of fashion as we know it. While the focus of traditional fashion has been on aesthetics, the future of clothing will incorporate not just looks but also functionality.
2023 saw one of the biggest innovations in activewear, with brands such as Under Armour and Nike having smart fabrics integrated into their workout clothes. The ability to integrate technology in developing clothes that track performance or monitor the vital signs during workouts has seen brands embrace it so much. Technology and fashion fusions will be at the heart of future trends, with garments being developed for the tech-savvy, modern consumer.
Future styles of dressing will be more personalised and adaptive. Imagine clothes that can change colour, fit, or function according to the person's preference, body type, or even mood. With advanced algorithms, smart clothes will automatically adjust to changing conditions such as temperature or humidity. For instance, a shirt may warm up if it is a cold day or cool down if the weather becomes too hot for the wearer.
Moreover, the role of ladies readymade garments  and in contemporary fashion is also changing. Since smart clothing is becoming very popular, these garments are going to be integrated with wearable technology in a manner that makes them more comfortable or healthy or provides other useful functionality. For example, the Kurti exporter will soon start offering designs that come with health monitoring features or temperature-regulating fabrics and redefine how women approach everyday clothes.
How Smart Clothing Innovations Are Changing the Future of Fashion and Technology
Smart clothing is an indicator of a more dynamic, personalised, and efficient future to come in the world of fashion. The more the word gets connected, the further wearable technology will rise to demand. In fact, such clothing might soon become typical, as most garments offer now commonplace features, like being able to track one's fitness or even a means of recharging a mobile telephone.
Smart clothing is also expected to revolutionise industries beyond the fashion world. The health sector is one area where smart garments will bring in significant changes. For instance, garments that track vital signs such as heart rate, respiration, and blood pressure may help detect medical problems at an early stage, potentially saving lives. Such garments can also provide real-time feedback to healthcare providers to monitor and care for patients from remote locations.
From the sustainability perspective, smart clothing may also minimise fashion industry waste. It is now possible for clothes to adjust to conditions; hence, it may decrease purchases of various items for a certain season. Furthermore, some smart fabrics can resist stains and self-clean, and the need for frequent washing of garments may drastically decrease, and both water and energy consumption may be conserved.
Overall, the smart attire is the turning point of clothing and technology, making our closets more intelligent, sustainable, and personal than ever in the future.
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Q1: What does smart clothing mean?
Smart clothes are clothing that have infused technology like sensors or a microchip to enhance functionalities. The clothes may log health-related metrics, automatically change due to environmental conditions, or even respond to other devices.
Q2: How does smart clothing work?
Smart clothing works by embedding sensors and electronics into the fabric. These can monitor vital signs, control temperature, or send data to an external device like a smartphone.
Q3: Is smart clothing comfortable to wear?
Yes, smart clothing is designed to be as comfortable as traditional clothing. While it integrates technology, designers work to ensure that the clothes are breathable, lightweight, and easy to wear.
Q4: Can smart clothing be washed?
Most smart clothing is machine washable, but the manufacturer's instructions for care should be followed to ensure that the functionality of the embedded electronics is preserved.
Q5: Will smart clothing be affordable?
As technology advances and production scales, the cost of smart clothing is expected to become more affordable. Some smart garments can be pricey, but prices are likely to drop as the market grows.
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Sonia is a professional blogger with extensive knowledge in various fields such as travel, media, B2B, business, health and fitness, agriculture, and fashion. She enjoys writing engaging content that informs and inspires readers. Through her blogs, Sonia shares her insights on the latest trends, innovations, and developments that shape different industries. When she's not blogging, she loves exploring new technologies and their impact on everyday life.
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