girls night girls night
Soo did y'all know you can get a soldering iron for 8 bucks? I didn't. I do now. I'm about to burn the shit out of myself.
Sneak peeks at the finished Dernhelm shirt!
It’s now packed up in my case and ready for proper picture in a castle ruin or some other grandiose background!
This shirt caused me to swear in frustration so many times, and the sleeves are wonky as hell on the inside, and there are a lot of things I’d do differently now but hey, it’s Good Enough! And I love how I look in it, which wins over all the imperfections. And I am So In Love with the buttons you don’t even know!!!
The only thing I’ll probably do because it’s for the durability of the shirt rather than the aesthetics is going over all the buttonholes by hand to cover the fraying. My machine can make buttonholes but the result is all but neat and sturdy, so this is something for future Camille to work on.
Much needed levity for Erasermic between the battles i cant imagine that Aizawa could survive a lifetime with Present Mic without being a LITTLE bit sillygoofy
(shigaraki is somewhere offscreen like 'eraserhead said what??😭'
I just want you all to know, that if and when this site does experience a real exodus and/or get sunsetted for good, even if we don't keep in touch I'll remember you so fondly. You're the online equivalent of the other kid on the beach where we built sandcastles together; the girl at the campsite where we explored the trees. You're the man next to me on the train who chatted cheerfully to pass the time when we got delayed. You're the drunk person who shared kind words in the bathroom at the club, you're the talented artists at the life drawing class or the poetry night in a city where I don't live anymore. It makes me sad that maybe in the future our paths won't cross so easily, but even when we leave this little shared piece of cyberspace, carried away on our briefly intersecting trajectories, just know I still love you
do me a solid and just reblog this saying what time it is where you are and what you’re thinking about in the tags.
"The Best Bean" Still needs binding This one is very near and dear to my heart. Way back in 2019 my partner adopted a cat (from my roommates at the time) named Mella. As you do, I gave her the silly nickname of "The Vamella Bean". After a few months of kitty name telephone her nickname just became Bean. When this tag started cropping up around town we would joke that that she would sneak out the house and do this while we were gone. Unfortunately we lost Miss Mella to illness in 2020. It use to make me sad to see this tag around but now I just smile and remember Miss Mella- truly the best Bean.
Sitting there making goo-goo eyes at each other
WIP Ask Game! Erestor is Elurín and Lindir is Maglor (somehow no one dies) 👀👀👀 I have so many questions! And Intrigues!
Hi! sorry it took me so much time to answer your ask, my phone deosn't agree with tumblr asks and I have to log in on my laptop to see them, which happens very irregularly. Anyways, this fic is still very much in the planning stages and is a crossover between an old abandonned fic of mine that uses the idea that Lindir is Maglor’s pseudonym in the Third Age, but also that Maglor kind of lost his memories and isn’t really aware of what he did and who he was before ending up in Rivendell (3 thousands years of self-imposed exile and wallowing in grief are bad for the mental health), and my fic idea/theory where Elurín survived being abandoned in the woods and took the name Erestor after his twin’s death. (More in this post: https://www.tumblr.com/camille-lachenille/728801294198980608/new-theory-just-dropped-erestor-is-one-of-dior ).
Anyways, the fic would start in the early Second age when Erestor and Elrond meet for the first time in Gil-Galad’s court and become fast friends. Erestor is Elrond’s greatest support when they build Imladris but doesn’t reveal their familial link until after the Last Alliance. Then, skipping a few centuries, Maglor is brought to Rivendell delirious and nearly amnesiac and Erestor’s trauma rears its ugly head at the sight of the Elf who destroyed his home. From there on it’s mostly Elrond trying to save Maglor and mediating between his foster father and his uncle, until they find a balance.