professional qifrey enjoyer

in the most annoying possible turn of events for this dye job my dad has used the washing machine and will clearly not be unloading it any time soon which means i have to spend about 50 years washing BLACK DYE out of this fabric by HAND

waking up in the very early hours and suddenly your half asleep brain makes a CONNECTION from a line in a chapter you read last night oh it's like i've solved a puzzle

patching together the weirdest possible contraption to deal with the giant hole in the ceiling bc it started raining and i have a limited amount of time before it starts leaking and i have to improvise with what i have (my cat's empty IV bags) while my dad is trying to buy a boat

another ren faire another fun time seeing my friends another very humbling migraine to remind me i am still disabled and should have taken sumatriptan last night

🥲 it really is just A Feeling to be posting my silly little costume videos and then have people tell me i give them hope, or post a tutorial and have people say it's potentially life saving............. like im literally just some guy but here we are

this thread sounds a lot like im sucking my own dick about it lmao but really it just is a strange feeling to contend with-- doing something solely for the purpose of serving your community, and then seeing the effect it creates. the joy. and you go "ohhh right ok so. this is what im here for."

i had a woman, back in santa cruz, take one look at me and tell me my "aura is beautiful" and that im "very important." this happened TWICE (i dont think she remembered me the second time, and was just as taken aback as the first time). i think about that often in relation to the work im doing here

i didn't *need* to revise this design, much less construct a tutorial for it. i had surgery three years ago. the only tangible benefit i get from this is the attention gained from the video doing well. and yet if i think about it a little more abstractly i see the safe queer space i create

there is a very unique kind of euphoria to altruism, unlike anything else i've ever known. like it feels almost cosmic in nature. it's so weird.

im shipping off a binder bodice, a test piece for the design, to someone i'll never meet, and feeling the most pointed but most ineffable sense of purpose

getting dear fitzy-fitz's features down in my brain #rote

"...make landlomonade"

I just think that people should know what they're in for if they sign up

this is a full tutorial on how to draft a pattern for a "binder bodice," as i call it, which works not by compression but by building out a smoother shape. the purpose is to allow for longer and more frequent wear than compression binders without the saftey risks!!
#diy #ftm #sewing

YouTube video by dorian gay how to make a COMPRESSIONLESS BINDER

HELLO BINDER WEARERS

have you ever felt suffocated by your binder and thought "oh yeah this is GREAT"?? no?? yeah neither did i so i fixed that

youtu.be/zmnDtk1P6yI?...

me posting my silly little drawings while the government tries to make it legal to put me on a list for being trans

a pencil sketch of a jester holding a bard lightly by the chin. the bard squints and says "and you're certain of this." the jester gives him a smile that's just a little bit unhinged and says "do i speak words of which i am not certain?"

new angle on the clown4clown actually: fool4bard

i always am so envious of the Fantasy Photoshoot Girlies i need to find the high-level-production group shoot vibe SOMEWHERE and inject it straight into my veins

OH and. if it's not in the concept already. there could always be a lil stage somewhere. imagine a night market with a spot for a minstrel or a circus act or two............... oh the vibes............

currently playing the last threshold episodes on repeat with the ads running in a background tab cause i thought about queer fantasy photo retreats and got excited

one suggestion i can think of rn: powerpoint nights. hang out and take turns sharing mini presentations on Anything

i feel a similar thing anytime i see "listen we're not celebrating it, but we don't have to mourn" like?? why aren't you celebrating?? you rescind your right to respect in death when you devote your life to oppressing ppl and i for one am pointing and laughing

just walked past the bathroom in time to see my cat lamp light up, untouched, with the brief little run-through of colors that it does when it's plugged in to charge, and after the initial "oh i dont care for that at all" scare im mostly just like "can yall stop with that shit"

apparently im getting used to the ghosts in this place

#turblart #arcane

perhaps whenever i start hyperfixating on something so bad it overrides everything else in importance and starts to affect my ability to actually function i shall simply refer to it as being seized by the Thrall, which makes it sound infinitely cooler and more like a curse

MITHRUN MENTIONED my darling wet cat of a man...........

had a dream i went to japan and multiple times when i sat down to eat hayao miyazaki came and doodled something silly on the table. i have no idea where this line of thought came from as i've been deep in jester mode lately but it was cute nonetheless

holy shit no way also that's frankly insane that you know three entire Chandlers

today's Language Realization, brought to you by the farseer books and their wealth of archaic words: chandlery being a place where candles are made and sold -> Chandler, as a given name, meaning candlemaker

cryptic and apparently omniscient Fool characters my FUCKING BELOVEDDDDDD

when your environmental and class consciousness go so hard that you have a physical reaction to the mention of the Rich People Sport