How does one adult?

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joeythefunkylesbian
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The thing that gets to me the most about OceanGate (and there’s many), but… the fact that it’s the fucking Titanic. Like, this could’ve been just a generic failure. This could’ve been about allowing people with more money than sense to go explore the sea floor, see coral reefs from a new perspective, view icebergs from below, whatever.

But no. It’s specifically the Titanic. The ship declared to be unsinkable. The ship whose builders refused to bring enough lifeboats, because it would compromise their aesthetics, and make their rich customers uncomfortable to see them. Which famously sank on its maiden voyage.

And here comes the OceanGate CEO and without a hint of irony, has gone on record saying shit like this:

You know, there’s a limit. You know, at some point, safety just is pure waste. I mean, if you just want to be safe, don’t get out of bed. Don’t get in your car. Don’t do anything. At some point, you’re going to take some risk, and it really is a risk/reward question. I think I can do this just as safely by breaking the rules

And just… if you were writing a story to explore the hubris of rich people, how much more on the nose than that could you get?

joeythefunkylesbian
gothdrool

ppl who celebrate fictional character birthdays are annoying pass it on

cub2

FUCK this post and happy birthday sonic

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concernedbrownbread

ID 1: a meme of a woman looking surprised and the caption reading: the original??? In all caps

ID 2: a pciture of a guy in a taxi looking exaggeratedly like a tourist, with a wide smile and a camera in his hand as he sticks his head out the window.

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I grew up with a grandma who quilted, but she’d never been interested in passing along the hobby, so when she finally kicked it I was the grandkid who got all her materials, ‘cause I was the only one who knew how to use a sewing machine. Then, in 2015, a friend had a baby and I figured I’d make her a quilt, ‘cause how hard could it be?

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Luckily I am the stubbornest human alive, ‘cause I never woulda finished otherwise. I didn’t know what I was doing, didn’t know the terms to look up how to do anything, I musta reinvented the wheel like eight times and it took ten months, BUT I DID IT.

Figured I’d suffered enough and would never do it again and now I’m on quilt #9 smdh

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I’m hyperventilating.

Holy shit. Holy SHIT.

This is INCREDIBLE.

Oh my god.

I’ve gotta go lay down holy shit look at this how do we just walk by other human beings every day and live our separate lives when there’s a person sitting next to you on the train or in line for coffee who goes home and makes things like this what even IS being human holy shit.

GOOD FUCKING JOB.

awheckery

Oh heck I did not expect the notes to blow up on this, UM

Okay so on a purely technical level, this is not that difficult, you just gotta come at it a little sideways.

The background of this sucker is just rows of 1.5″-wide fabric strips. I can’t remember the exact pattern, but I wanna say it was something like one row 6″ strips, one row 4.5″ strips, one row alternating? I don’t remember exactly, it was a while ago. That’s not difficult, you just lay it out and sew it all together one row at a time. It’s not hard, just tedious.

The fish are a lil different. I can’t draw, there is a disconnect somewhere and my hands are stupid, so I figured out probably fifteen years ago that tracing was the way to go. For this, I legit just yanked several photos of fancy-looking goldfish off the internet and traced over ‘em in Photoshop.

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Once I had enough, I printed my outlines, laid ‘em out on the background to create the idea of movement, and then traced the outlines out on fabric and pinned the hell out of ‘em.

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This woulda been WAY easier with Heat ‘N Bond, but I didn’t know that was a thing at the time. From there I just used just about every fancy stitch on my inherited sewing machine to make the fish STAY WHERE I PUT THEM, and also look good.

I have since learned this is called “raw edge applique” but whatever. It’s fun, it’s neat, you can do it with a bunch of stuff and impress the hell outta people. More recently, it’s how I’ve gone from this:

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to this:

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(this was another project I SUFFERED over unnecessarily, because I’m the dip that decided to quilt the waves, like a moron)

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god that sucked but it looked SO COOL when I was done!

ms-demeanor

I’m very sorry to tell you that if you thought we would be less impressed with you after this update you were very mistaken. I’ll say again:

Holy. Shit.

rhythmelia

@awheckery that is absolutely mindbogglingly gorgeous work *___* Also clearly you subscribe to Go Big or Go Home (and cry about stitchery) You are such a Stitch Witch, amazing <3

awheckery

Aw man, that is the most hilariously accurate assessment of my life; in my fam, if you don’t Go Big, did you even try? I am constitutionally incapable of half-assing anything, which is why the goldfish quilt is also, um. a chenille quilt.

The back is plushy as hell and looks like this:

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If you look at the front again, you notice those diagonal lines don’t go through the fish, and yet cross the entire back. Please don’t ask me how I did that. It made me so sad and used so much thread, there’s at least a mile of thread in this quilt, but bY GOD IT’S SURVIVED FOUR YEARS WITH AN EXUBERANT TODDLER AND IT’S STILL IN ONE PIECE

quigonejinn

as the friend with the exuberant toddler who has the honor of having not just this quilt but the matching pillows in her home, i wanna chime in and say that this is 

EVEN MORE GORGEOUS AND LOVELY IN PERSON.

AND IT’S WASHABLE 

awheckery is too modest to mention it, but the quilt is loaded up with real specific meaning – I’m Chinese-American, and there are eight goldfish on the quilt and a ninth on an accompanying pillow.  Nine is a homophone in Chinese for “always”, “gold” is a metonym for wealth and prosperity, and “fish” is a homophone for the word for abundance, so putting nine goldfish on something for a new baby is a lovely Chinese way to wish them good luck and abundant prosperity in life.  

And the pillow shown above is symbolic, too!  You’ll notice that the two ships up top.  My family is ethnically Han Chinese from Hong Kong, so  awheckery put a distinctive Chinese ship up there, and my husband is Norwegian, so that’s a Norwegian schooner.  And then the three whales underneath are me, the husband, and our wee little whale.  

Please note that I did not know ANY OF THIS WAS COMING.  They just FIGURED THIS OUT ON THEIR OWN and by polling friends in our shared fandom, and one day the quilt with the blanket showed up at my house, and I  screamed so loud that my husband came running.  And then we got the pillows a little bit later, and I may have screamed again.   awheckery is one of the most talented humans I have ever had the pleasure of knowing or meeting.  

I’ve told OP that if my house is ever on fire, I’m grabbing the kid and the quilt in that order.  The husband can go find our wedding photos.  

DID I MENTION THIS IS WASHABLE 

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Couples receive “parent points”, which they can use to purchase their children. Most parents wait for a few thousand, but you chose to buy the cheaper, 100 point child.

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Shane knows what it’s like to be a 100 point child. He knows how it feels to see potential parents–potential families–come through the facilities doors, faces bright with excitement. He knows how it feels to see them reading the little plaques on the nursery doors, scanning the lists there for the right bits of knowledge and etiquette and grace that they want their baby to have.

He knows how it feels to see their faces pinch outside the window before they hurry to the next room.

Shane grew up in a 100 point nursery. They had torn, ratty, books and no teachers, and when snack time came, the tray was pushed through a slat in the door. They were called “unruly” and “damaged” and “stupid.” A lot of the other kids threw tantrums and broke furniture (and sometimes other kids). A lot of the other kids went quiet after the first few years when they realized they’d never be adopted until they were old enough (or pretty enough) to be useful. A lot of the kids cried and didn’t stop until they got taken away or were aged out.

Shane’s grown up a lot since aging out. He put himself through school, got himself a job, shed his 100 points like the torn clothes he’d left the facility in. He’s powerful now, successful, and he’s grown out of the twisted nose, big ears, and gap-toothed smile that had made him one of the less attractive 100 point babies. Or maybe he’s grown into them. Who’s to say?

It’s taken him a long time to get enough Parent Points to do what he wants. Being a man is, for once, somewhat hindering as most of society equates “parental” with “maternal.” He’s lost count of how many social workers have politely hid expressions of surprise when he told them he wanted to adopt stag, that he’s willing to take the classes, get the grades, make the oaths to get even one Parent Point.

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shane loves all his 100 point children more than anything else in the world

caffeinewitchcraft

I legitimately just started crying. So beautiful, thank you for sharing this!!!!

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One of my favorite prompt responses. I love the art that comes with it!

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In fairy tales and fantasy, two types of people go in towers:  princesses and wizards.

Princesses are placed there against their will or with the intention of ‘keeping them safe.’
This is very different from wizards, who seek out towers to hone their sorcery in solitude.

I would like a story where a princess is placed in an abandoned tower that used to belong to a wizard, and so she spends long years learning the craft of wizardry from the scraps left behind and becomes the most powerful magic wielder the world has seen in centuries, busts out of the tower and wreaks glorious, bloody vengeance on the fools that imprisoned her. 

That would be my kind of story.

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When Princess Talia was fourteen, her eldest sister was placed in a tower.

Princess Adina was eighteen by then, and so of a marriageable age. She had grown quite beautiful, though she was more willful than winsome, and she did not care for the notion of the tower very much at all. Their mother did her best to persuade her on the subject. After all, the queen herself had been eighteen when her own parents had sent her to live in that very same tower, to be safely tucked away until her husband could be chosen, and then ride out to claim her. A tradition going back ages and ages.

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