#the back slit was just buttonholed

[discountalien-pancake]

Crow’is feet tacks!

The way i sew mine is a little different from the standard, and i intentionally don’t draw the outline of a triangle so that they naturally draw inward towards the middle to form that sort of trefoil shape. If i were to draw an outline and follow it exactly, i would get a triangular tack. I didn’t bother with that for this because:

That’s a crow’s foot tack!

#trop #cosplay #pancake makes the sea guard tunic #pancake talks textiles #the sleeve tacks were done in silk bc i needed those to actually be strong #the front slit tack is almost entirely decorative since the front slit is fully faced #so that one was done in the same gold perle cotton i used for all the other embroidery #the back slit was just buttonholed

[zepuffer]

i was going to apologize for making him too young but i’ve now learned he’s 27 in study in scarlet so we are ballin

#my art #sherlock holmes #even that i dont want to tag but the blog must stay organized. #do NOT message me . telling me i got something wrong. telling me this is not canon accurate. buddy hes not even accurate to my headcanon #small details i had fun adding: #waistcoat buttonhole fixed with spare red thread (probably by ms hudson) (or watson even. i know he can sew) #(sherlock can also sew but he cant be bothered to fix it) #white spots on his nails . maybe its vitamin deficiency maybe its me projecting #dirt on his hands face jacket everywhere. he stays clean but not pristine #scar and eyebrow slit. there was a hawk mishap. the hawk is fine however sherlock clearly not #acid stains and bandages on hand (CANONICAL) (FROM EXPERENTIMG WITH ACIDS AND CHEMICALS) #scar on back of hand. who knows maybe he was careless with a scalpel #and finally the tiniest stupidest one #burn (healing) on the upper lip. definitely went in to give something a sniff and got overeager. maybe even went in for a lick #oh hes also definitely broken his nose at least once. #to be clear this isnt me getting a new temporary hyperfix this is number one special interest that i just never post about #ok goodbye

[unholyeverything]

Hello. Today I wanted to talk about something that has bothered me ever since I drew my last comic. When I had to figure out what their school uniformes looked like from the back.

And then I noticed how atrocious their clothes are in general. And I’m not just speaking about their style. Because that’s actually decent.

I’m talking about the patterns and how these things would have to be assembled.

The poor seemstresses that had to work on these……

Some background on myself and why I feel allowed to complain: I started sewing my own clothes with homemade patterns in 2014 and now that I’m studying Textile Design with my main focus on fashion and pattern making I had the opportunity to take actual sewing classes with professional instructions. And I’m usually able to draw out patterns from just looking at the clothes in question.

 But these things are just messed up.

 Let’s start with their goddamed collars. These things would be such a pain in the ass to draft and sewing them would be even worse. Because why make a regular lapel collar when you can make pattern pieces that look like exhibit A.

Like good luck trying get this shit lined. Because these jackets are lined, fully from what it looks like. And noone should make fancy jackets without a lining.

 Right side is equally horrendous. That front collar thing that should be the other side of the lapel. Looks like it’s a separate piece. Which might look nice on the first glance.

But how would one attach that to the back?????

Only sane explanation with the collar of the left side overlapping with the shoulder seam would be that it would simply be topstiched in place. But I’m not sure if that won’t restrict movement by blocking the shoulder???

View B for more details.

 Things that are nice to see: Buttons and buttonholes are drawn correctly. With two lines of buttons on jackets like the one closer tot he side seam is always fake, with the button holes not actually working and just being decoartion. There are push buttons to ensure proper closure on the other side, easier to close than normal buttons, though you most certainly won’t need that much.

 First the zippers in the sleeves gave me a headache too, but they aren’t as bad as I thought they where as these sleeve seem to be simple one pattern piece sleeves with the zipper just being inserted in their side seam which is easily doable, see C.

 Once you got the outer layer figured out, lining them shouldn’t be that hard. Don’t forget to add a slit fort he ones being knee lengh. You need one, trust me.

Facing fort he collar pieces should be doable by just tracing the outer layers until the second row of buttons. Don’t forget to sew on the fancy golden trim first.

 Next, have fun making your own quilted fabric and sew on little dangling beeds by hand. Will take ages.

No idea why there is a piece of outer fabric attaced to the lining around the sleeves. Unecessary.

 I love the white topstiching though! I’m a big fan of topstiching.

 And finally let’s talk about their capes. The only way I would be able to explain them sitting where they are and starting how they do is that there is a safety pin involved. Like just why are they there in the first place.

Leave the capes to superman. For real. There is also nowhere to tuck them in when their belts are undone????? More safety pins?????

 I’ll have a frame with all the hypothetical pattern pieces attached.

Maybe some cosplayers will benefit from my rambling…..

 I just wanted to combine my two interest for once, and I will trash all their clothes. Trust me.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me shitpost #obey me cosplay #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #om #obey me fandom #obey me rant #obey me uniform #obey me one master to rule them all #is this exessive and unecessary: yes #was it necessary for my life: yes #pattern #obey me pattern

[professorpski]

Variety Show in a 1930s Dress: Simplicity 2014

You can tell this is a mid-1930s pattern from the longer skirt, which is also gored in front, the waistline set at the actual waist, as well as the lavish details on the bodice. In fact, despite a repeated use of gathers instead of darts to shape the front bust area, the two versions of this have nothing in common in the bodice. It’s as though they are entirely different dresses from the waist up.

The one with the long, slit sleeves is a kind of flirty afternoon or dinner date dress. It has no collar, but a kind of ruffled stand on the yoke which is gathered up with a generous 2.5 inch ribbon. The ribbon is then bowed at the front and allows for all kinds of color combinations. One must choose wisely because the ribbon end is sewn into the seam at the shoulder.

I am just finishing a version of the other one for an early fall dress. Here, there are only cap sleeves, a pointed collar and then a face slit in the front which is closed by taking two buttons and crocheting a heavy, buttonhole thread between them. It is a more sober cut, meant for work whether in or outside the home.

Both have belts that match and open at the side seam with a placket with snaps and then a hook and eye at the waist line. You pull them over the head to get them on. While we may see zippers a big improvement over the side seam placket, they are often placed center back which can make them hard to put on when alone. The snap placket is much less rigid than today’s zipper, and I have come to prefer them over a side zipper. The only drawback is if you should want to alter the size, the snap placket isn’t easy to work around whereas a center back zipper leave you the side seams to alter. I suspect that in the 1930s when most women’s wardrobes were very small, they figured the dress would wear out before they were likely to gain or lose a significant amount of weight.

I should be able to show you the finished dress next week with vintage buttons no less.

#1930s fashions #vintage fashion #womens fashion #afternoon dress #day dress #working womens fashion #sewing #dressmaking #vintage sewing #vintage dressmaking #costume history #dress history #fashion history #1930s #vintage sewing patterns #sewing patterns #diy #diy projects #makers #making

[jaroslavlewis]

The Same Old You: Giving In (M)

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Title: The Same Old You

Chapter 5: Giving In

Author: Jaroslav Lewis

Fandom: Detective Conan

Pairing: ShinRan with slight KazuHei

Summary: Time has passed for them to believe that they have changed only for them to realize that some things haven't. Some things just don't.

Chapter Summary: The feeling was already too much but somehow they still wanted more…

Disclaimer: I don't own Detective Conan and any of Gosho Aoyama's characters. I simply borrow them when I'm bored.

Warning: Rated M for sexual content. If you are a minor or aren't into this stuff you may skip this and wait for the next chapter, although this issss kind of relevant to the story. But yeah, feels free to skip if it's not your thing. I'll work hard to make the next chap comprehensible so that the fic can still stand alone even without this chap, for others who don't like reading lemon. 

Something in him snaps as soon as he hears the sound of the door clicking when it shuts.

He moves swiftly, pushing her roughly against the nearest wall. His hands are placed on both sides of her caging her, without breaking the kiss instead, deepening it even more as he nibbles on her lower lip. He presses his body against her, pinning her to the wall, feeling the need to feel her warmth, to touch every curve of her body with his own. Her hands slide from his nape down to his chest, pushing him just slightly because she is out of breath. He maintains a distance still so close that she is breathing in his breath that smelled strongly of Paikaru. It isn't the best that she has smelled of him, but she still lets herself drown in him. She takes a moment to look into his cerulean eyes and he looks back into her indigo ones, both of them getting lost in each other's intense stare. Then he leans again, but this time, to press a soft kiss against her cheek, brushing his lips past it until it meets her earlobe. She shivers at the sensation, feeling him breathe against her skin.

"Ran…" He says her name in his soft, deep baritone voice that sends shivers down her spine and makes her knees weak that she has to clutch on the front of his jacket for support, thereby wrinkling it. "What made you change your mind?" He asks softly before placing open-mouthed kisses on her jawline down to the crook of her neck and to her exposed shoulder.

Ran fails to respond as her mind is clouded with hazy thoughts of arousal but amidst the situation, she tries to think, to retrace the steps on how she got there, pressed to the wall with him kissing and touching her all over, making her weak. She remembers drinking a glass of Classic Manhattan cocktail by the bar and thinking about him relentlessly and before she knew it, she was already walking briskly up to his hotel room, knocking and completely ignoring the fact that she could just go back to her own room just right next door.

"I don't know…" She just sighs, which was half the truth because she couldn't even process it herself therefore, it would be much more difficult to explain to him. "I just… I just…-ahhh…"

She is unable to finish her sentences and her trail of thought as she feels him suck on her delicate skin which he sucks even harder when he hears the melodic sound of her voice. He leaves a reddish-purplish mark on her fair skin, marking her as his own. She feels a lingering pain on the spot which soon falters as she feels him soothing it with a soft kiss before he slowly and sensually licks on it.

She bites her lips, muffling another soft sound coming out of her mouth which she finds quite embarrassing. Her face flushes crimson-red hearing her own voice but he smirks, marveled by her reaction and how responsive she still is to his touches.

He remembers doing such things to her back when they were together in high school, but then it was softer, more restrained sort of like a curious exploration unlike how it is at the present, hasty, sure and more sensual than it used to be.

He pulls away for a moment to gaze at her beautiful face that is evident of clear arousal. Her eyes are half-lidded and her mouth is opened, heaving a soft breath. Her cheeks are flushed and her done-up hair is slightly disheveled due to the events that had just transpired the moment she entered his room. His eyes travel down to her décolletage area. Her thin straps are falling from her shoulders and her neckline is very low, giving him a tasteful preview of her cleavage. He also deduces that given the design of her dress, she most-likely didn't need for a bra to secure her breasts since it is clear that it already has a built-in padding to serve such purpose.

He gulps at the sight and at the thought of it.

"I-I couldn't think. My body moved on its own and now, I'm here." She finally replies, bringing him back to his senses and finishing what she had to say earlier before he distracted her. Suddenly he remembers what they are talking about.

"Are you drunk?" He asks, brushing a stray hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear ever so gently.

"I know what I'm doing." She answers honestly. She knows she is under the influence but she is well-aware of what is happening. She also knows that she doesn't want him to hold back. Because this time, she knows what she truly wants…

Him.

"Do you…" She looks into his eyes, questioningly, wondering if he also feels the same.

"Yes. I do." He answers in a heartbeat, knowing what she means and he further reiterates. "I do…"

She nods as her last response before they move again, even more hastily than their previous actions. He pulls the loose mint green bowtie off of his neck and throws it aside. She on the other hand, rids him of his jacket, leaving him with his vest and white, button up shirt for his top. He presses himself against her again, getting tired of the brief absence of her warmth from when he pulled away from her. His lips meet hers again, brushing them softly against hers in another passionate kiss, harder and more possessive almost like he might never get to kiss her again. Her hands slide down his chest, feeling his hard, taut, muscles through his shirt until her she grasps the first button of his gray vest, unclasping it from the buttonhole with her nimble finger until she is able to successfully take it off of him, thereby tossing it to the ground where the rest of his clothes are.

He rests his palm on her hips before letting it slide down, parting the slit of her dress to slip his hand inside her gown's skirt, running it up and down her thigh tracing light, feathery circles while he sneaks his right hand behind her, just by her head, where her hair is tied in a loose bun. He takes the one pin, holding it up together, unravelling her long chocolate brown hair, making it fall down her shoulders in waves. His delicate fingers comb through her dark veil, undoing the soft French-braid before running his hand lower to touch her exposed skin and even lower to stroke the sensitive part of the small of her back.

Another moan escapes her lips which is immediately muffled by his own, swallowing her soft cries of pleasure as he continues to roam his hand around the sensitive parts of her body that he greatly knows of.

Then he hoists her long skirt up, revealing her sexy pair of legs as he lifts her up as well, pressing her up against the wall of support without breaking the kiss. She wraps her arms around his neck and instinctively hooks her legs around his waist.

He moves again and slams her to a desk nearby, knocking off some items on top of it that he has no care for. He makes her sit on it, spreading her legs just enough so he could stand in between them. He places his hands on the table, on either side of her while his lips part from hers to travel down to her jawline, down to the crook of her neck where he marked her and lower to her collar bone while his hands reach for her ankles, undoing the hook which is securing the straps of her silver high heels.

She heaves a soft sigh once more, running her fingers to his dark hair, her eyes closed and her mouth agape at the unexplainable sensation running through her veins. Then she feels him go lower, licking the middle part of her chest, right by her cleavage, while his hand sneaks inside the skirt of her dress, through the slit, stroking her inner thigh and it goes upwards until he is able to touch the white bridal garter that is still on her. Then he stops there, tracing circles, teasing her. It drives her crazy and makes her throw her head back, lightly hitting the frame that is hung on the wall she is leaning to. Emboldened by her response, he sneaks his hand higher to give her most intimate area a light, experimental stroke, touching her through the fabric of her underwear. She gasps in mixture of both shock and the feeling of ecstasy running through every fiber of her being. He feels her wetness through the thin barrier and he smirks against her soft, smooth skin, satisfied with how she is so weak under his touch.

She kicks off her heels sending it shooting against the other side of the room that it hits the wall and makes a thudding sound. He draws his hand back again to place it on her thigh to touch her there, teasing her once more as his lips travel upward, leaving soft feathery kisses on her chest, feeling her evident, collarbone with his lips.

Her hands find his jaw, cupping his face so gently to lift his head up in level with hers. She stares into his eyes that are so gentle but are so dark with the intense look of desire and then she kisses him again, tasting the bitterness of Paikaru on his lips. Her hands slide down to his chin as she tilts her head angling their lips in such a way that she could delve deeper into his mouth. Then her touch wonders down to his collar, stopping just by the first button of his white long-sleeved shirt. She fumbles through it, her delicate fingers lightly make contact with his skin as she is able to undo his buttons one by one, focusing amidst the intensity of their kiss and the boldness of his touches, how his right hand is still stroking her thigh, travelling upwards while his left hand is tracing downwards, stroking her back, exposed through the backless design of her dress. He runs his fingers through her now wavy hair, searching to find the hook by the middle part of her back. He unclasps it with ease, making her gasp as she feels it loosen against the frame of her body. Then he finds the zipper and tugs at it, slowly. His index finger traces her skin, lower and lower as he is able to fully unzip the dress.

Her straps fall lower and she rids him of his white shirt, baring himself for her. She pulls away from the kiss to look at him in his half-naked glory. She marvels at the gorgeous view of his well-toned torso, taking note of how the cuts of his muscles have become more defined since the last time she saw him shirtless and that was years ago. She always thought that Shinichi was fit, and that he had a nice body, considering his athletic activities, being one of Teitan High's star players in the soccer team. But damn is he even finer than he ever was before.

She reaches out to touch him, softly and carefully, feeling his bare skin beneath her delicate fingers, trailing from his chest down to his abdomen, feeling the hardness of his muscles. Her touch burns him with lust and suddenly he wants more, more of her.

All of her…

He watches her as she stares at his body, absentmindedly and curiously touching him all over. He notices her biting her lip in such a cute and seductive manner. He catches sight of her dress, falling a bit lower, her straps are down and off of her shoulder, the top part of it is also falling, revealing more of her cleavage to him. He is unable to stop a groan from escaping his mouth. It grabs her attention and makes her look up at him. Their eyes meet. She blushes and she looks away in an attempt to hide it but he doesn't let her, instead he gently lifts her head up by the chin and makes her look straight into his eyes. She shyly holds his gaze and he gives her a soft smile.

"May I?" He asks in a soft tone while his hands sliding down to her shoulders, but stopping by her arm right above the straps.

"Yes." She answers, catching her breath, steadying it in anticipation and he moves, sliding the straps further down, the top falling with it and stopping by her waist since she is sitting, baring her naked chest in front of him. Despite his anticipation, Shinichi is still stunned by the view. Turns out, his deduction is correct.

There is nothing underneath.

He gulps and licks his drying lips. His gaze burns her. Suddenly she feels conscious about herself, almost forgetting the fact that he has already seen what her body looks like, accidentally, back when he was Conan. She can't help but feel a little bit silly about it. She gives a second thought to cover herself as her instinct tells her.

But Shinichi tells her to feel otherwise through his actions. He is unable to restrain himself, unable to keep his distance from her. He leans forward and wraps his arms around her in a heated embrace, feeling her skin on skin. He breathes softly against her ear, aroused by the feeling of the softness of her breasts pressed against his chest. He feels her comforting warmth and suddenly it was all too much for him and it was too much for her as well.

But for some odd reason…

They both feel that they could never get enough of each other.

They both want more…

More…

So, she lightly pushes him away to give herself some space as she hops off the table. She places her hands on his bare shoulders and he holds her waist to keep her on balance. As her bare feet hit the cold floor, the rest of dress slips down off of her frame, falling into a messy bundle on the ground, leaving her in nothing but her lacy, provocative, beige panties and the white bridal garter that he placed on her a while ago.

Shinichi takes a moment to stare at her almost bare figure before him. He is in awe with her goddess-like beauty and mesmerized by the fact that he is now seeing her unraveled before him. This time it isn't accidentally happening but because she is letting him see her, every part of her. And though he has seen her a couple of times, it is only now that he is seeing her clearly without the instinctive reaction to look away. He remembers what she looks like, vividly. Despite the temptation, he didn't like thinking of her in such way. Though he always thought she looked beautiful, she looks even more so and even more now that he is seeing her again, now that he is allowed to stare at her longer, long enough for him to memorize every curve of her perfect body.

Soon enough, he decides that he has had enough of staring. He needs to feel her, every part of her.

So, he pulls her into his arms and lifts her up again. She wraps her arms around his neck and her thighs around his waist. She gasps as she feels the evidence of his arousal through his pants, poking at her still clothed entrance. She breathes heavily against his ear, feeling the friction as he moves closer to the bed where he settles her, lying sprawled on the sheets and quite astounded as to what was bound to happen.

She watches as he stands at the edge of the bed. His gaze is dark and intense as his hands hold the buckle of his belt, undoing it and pulling it off of his pants to throw it aside. His pants fall loosely by his hips, revealing the subtle v-line by his abdomen, pointing to the waistband of his dark, Calvin Klein boxers which were peaking underneath his gray pants.

She thinks to herself that there is something absolutely satisfying and sexy about the way he is undressing himself before her. She can't help but bite her lips at the thought.

He slips off his shoes and socks and then unbuttons his pants. She stares as he unzips his pants before taking it off completely, leaving it on the ground as he climbs up the bed in his dark boxers. She gulps at the sight of the evident bulge poking through the fabric, noticing its impressive length and girth. He positions himself on top o her, spreading her legs just slightly with his knee as he places his forearms at her sides, supporting his weight as he lowers himself on top of her body. He ravishes her with hungry, kisses. His lips pressing against her sternum and then trailing down until his they brush against her breast. He goes lower, giving her pinkish nipple a soft lick before taking it in his mouth, gently sucking on it as he fondles the other, giving it a light squeeze as he sucks harder.

"Shinichi…" She moans at the immense feeling of his touch, running her fingers through his dark brown hair.

The sound of her soft voice drives him wild as his hands leave her breast to roam all over her body. His once gentle hands stroke her shoulders, down to her arms in a rough manner. His lips find their way back to her mouth, kissing her hungrily as his hands find their way to her hips, where he plays with the soft band of her underwear. He pulls away shortly to gaze at her lovely presence before him, sprawled and unraveled in the sheets, weakened by his touch. He takes notice of her bold choice of lingerie. He remembers back then, she used to wear something plainer and more modest. Looks like she finally changed her preference. It was more mature, sexier, lacy, thin, and slightly see-through. It drives him insane.

Suddenly, his patience drops as his primal, animalistic urges take over. He roughly tugs on the waistband of her underwear, not to slide it down her legs but to roughly rip the light, delicate and offensive fabric off of her, tossing it to the ground afterwards.

She is astounded by his aggressiveness and slightly pissed off at how he completely ruined her favorite set of underwear. She lets out an incoherent sound of protest, about to scold him for destroying something so insanely expensive when he presses his mouth against hers, swallowing her complaint and distracting her from her thoughts, making her focus only on him.

With clouded thoughts, her hands trail from his nape to his shoulders down to the small of his back before slipping them right by the sides of his torso, remembering just how sensitive he is there and just as she expected, he flinches and groans into her mouth.

Suddenly he is out of breath and feels the need to pull away. He gazes into her eyes and tucks her hair behind her ear. He takes another look at her bare form. Suddenly she remembers that that the only fabric on her is the white bridal garter that he slipped on her earlier at the reception. He decides to leave it on her for possessive, territorial, reasons…

Ran blushes as she looks at him with worried eyes, wondering what he is thinking, staring at her in such way. He notices and gives her a soft smile. He leans, pressing his body, to feel her against him.

"You're so damn beautiful, Ran…" He whispers in her ear with clear emphasis of how much he means it. Her heart flutters hugging him tighter as he nibbles on her ear lobe before peppering her neck with light, feathery kisses. She swallows a soft intake of breath as his hands proceed to roam around her body, his touches burn her skin with passion, igniting the flame of pleasure from within her.

His hand trails from her arm to her shoulder. It brushes against her breast and then descends, down to her stomach. She tenses as she feels him going lower. He notices her stiffening under him and he pauses for a moment, giving her a soft, reassuring kiss on the forehead, his hand stopping at her pelvic area. She sighs, relaxing herself and then he continues, his hand trailing to her nether region, furthering his exploration as he experimentally slips a finger into her most intimate secret, running it along the folds of her womanhood, feeling her warmth and wetness.

Such action elicits a soft, pleasurable sigh from her. Emboldened by her response, he thrusts his finger a little deeper, curling it to flick at a nub that happens to be her most sensitive spot.

She sinks deeper into her pillows, gripping tightly at his arms, her nails making reddish crescents on his shoulder as she lets out a gasp much louder than the previous one, she made. He smirks as he continues his ministrations whilst pulling his body away from hers just enough so that he can watch her writhe under his touch, biting her lips in the most sensual way, arching her back as he thrust his finger in and out of her before he slips another digit in. His hardened member throbs in pain, turned on with the fact that he is witnessing her being such a hot mess because of him.

"Shinichi!" She cries out his name at the sensation as she spreads her legs wider for him, taken over by the urge to feel more of him. The feeling was all new to her that she herself is surprised by how she is allowing him to do such things to her, finding herself completely derailed at the thought that he is capable of having such power over her.

She could feel the sensation boiling up inside her, almost like she is about to explode for having too much feelings.

But just then, he withdraws, slipping his fingers out of her, making her whimper in disapproval. He lets out a dark chuckle, his deep voice sounding so sexy in her ears that it awakens more of her urges. Just when she thought he had already completely driven her to the peak of her insanity, he brings his fingers, coated with her essence up to his lips, licking them sensually, in front of her, tasting her…

She swallows air thickly, calming her nerves at the sight of him, his lips, his tongue…

Oh god.

Something in her snaps. For a moment she felt removed from herself. She grabs his wrist to pull him back into her arms, pressing her lips against his ear, nibbling at his earlobe, while trailing her fingers to his chest, tracing the curves of his muscles, down the v-line of his abdomen until she flicks at the waistband of his dark boxers.

"Shinichi… I want you… So much…" She whispers seductively, her hot breath tickling his ear, sending shivers down his spine. She runs her lips down his jawline, brushing down to the crook of his neck, licking him there, making him groan in response. Then he feels her tugging at the last fabric of clothing on him. He nods against her shoulder, understanding what she wants. He pulls away for a moment to discard the last piece of clothing, revealing his full bare form in front of her.

A soft gasp escapes her delicate lips. He watches her watching him with eyes, heavy-lidded in half open bliss. He leans against her again, positioning himself over her. She flinches nervously at the unmistakable feeling of his hardened member against her inner thigh.

He looks into her eyes which were searching for reassurance that he gives her as he strokes her shoulder, comfortingly. She notices the intense draw of his chin as he looks at her with gentle sapphire orbs, before he plants a soft kiss on her forehead, just like how he would back when she'd get scared, back when they were teenagers.

Her feelings resurface for him, knowing very well that if it's with him, she'll always be safe. And as if it's not enough he strokes her hair lovingly before placing both of his hands on her thighs to spread her legs wider as he leans.

"Bite when it hurts…" He whispers into her ear and she hums softly, nodding against his shoulder as she wraps her arms around him tightly, holding on to his shoulder.

She breathes hard as he brushes his hard member at her entrance, parting her wet folds as he slowly thrusts. She presses her lips against his shoulder, muffling a scream escaping her lips as she feels the tip of his manhood pushing into her, stretching her walls. He keeps in mind to go slow, thinking about her comfort as he kisses her face soothingly.

She relaxes under him, feeling the softness of his lips against her skin that she doesn't notice that he is moving. He thrusts further, pushing his hardness into her tight walls until something in her breaks…

She screams in pain, tears forming the corners of her eyes as she presses her lips onto his bare shoulder. He hushes at her, whispering a heartfelt apology in her ear. Her soft whimper is muffled as she sinks her teeth on to his bare skin, leaving a purple bruise forming on his pale skin.

Her bite gives him a pleasurable sensation that almost caves his restraint of going slow and gentle with her. It also makes him hiss, feeling the lingering ache that it gives him but he holds it in, knowing very well that she is in more pain than he is.

"Ran…" He groans feeling her tightness against him, causing his shaft to harden at the sensation. It is not long after that she gives him her go signal to move and he does, but he does it painstakingly and patiently slow. Remembering to be gentle with her since it is her first time…

It is both their first time…

And he wants to savor the moment and make her feels special, make her feel how much love he has for her…

He slides in until he is able to finally fit into her, feeling his member become fully sheathed inside of her while she feels the pressure of her walls being stretched by him. She sighs and he lets takes a moment to catch his breath, not quite aware that he had been holding it the whole time. She rubs her hand up her back before sliding them down his chest, reassuring him that he can pick up his pace.

He holds onto her hips as he slips out of her just slightly so that he can thrust into her again. He soon begins to move a fraction faster until he is eventually able to pick a pace that satisfies the both of them, the two of them intimately bonded like they've never been before.

He lets himself drown in the sensation, drown in the feeling of her, shifting into a position where his hips are angled better so that he can pound harder and deeper into her, picking up a pace where her breasts are bouncing pleasurably for him. She lets out a euphoric mewl as she arches her back in delight, wrapping her legs around his waist as she grips the sheets in pure ecstasy.

She lets herself become intoxicated by the deepness of his voice as he groans, the way he is gripping on her thighs so hard as he grinds his hips so sexily against hers. Suddenly she feels something building up inside of her. He feels it as well as he takes in the sight of her unraveled and helpless underneath him, listening to the sweet sound of her voice blending with his, echoing against the walls of their hotel room.

"Shinichi I-"She cries, alerting him of her orgasm rising, unable to finish her sentence as she is breathless by the immense bliss that she is feeling. She grips on his shoulder tightly, pulling him down so that his torso is melded against hers. He smashes his lips against hers in a heated kiss while maintaining the intense pace of his thrusts. Not long after, she breathes out his name again, in time with her release. She shudders, feeling all sorts of sparks inside her as she climaxes. He thrusts a few more times into her before he floods her with his own, whispering her name against her ear as he feels his body go limp from the intense feeling of euphoric satisfaction and exhaustion.

With the little strength he has left, he lifts the weight of his body off of her, giving her a soft kiss on the fore head before rolling on the blank side of the bed, lying next to her and pulling the sheets up on both of them to cover their sweaty bodies. They both take time to steady their labored breathing.

Soon after, he stretches his arm and pulls her so close so that she is able to rest her head on his chest and listen to his rapid heartbeat. She sighs in content and closes her eyes, so does he. It doesn't take too long for the two to both slowly drift into peaceful slumber, still tangled in each other's warm embrace.

Outside their window, peaking through the curtains, the moon shines brightly, shedding light at them, inside their dim room.

The night is theirs…

AN: Phew! So, there you have it! My first proper ShinRan lemon. I've had some attempts in the past, for a different fanfic and different fandom but this is the only one that I was able to finish. I have to say I am quite proud of myself for this one, even if it took me a while to do. I had to take breaks in between so that I could take some time to catch my breath. There were parts where I really felt awkward, writing and had a hard time looking for the right words so that the fic could remain more romantic and intimate so I decided to keep it not too detailed on the explicit stuff. I'm really hoping you guys would give me a feedback regarding this one. Was it good enough? Was it not good enough? What is it that you guys would like to see more in the future in case I would write another ShinRan lemon? What is it that I need to work on?

BTW, shout out to my good friend, @icedcoffeeanyone aka hislips for her undying support on this one. We've been constantly messaging each other to fangirl and gush over ShinRan scenarios and she also gave me helpful points on writing this chap. All throughout she has been supportive, constantly bugging me about it when I'm just being lazy but respecting my time when I'm too busy to write. Ahhh this lemon is for you. I've always intended to write it for the story but you were also a big part on why this was pushed into happening. I've had my doubts about it but you always encouraged me. So, thank you so much! Mwahhh!

To all my readers, thank you so much for your constant support. I'm really flattered by the reviews on my previous chapter and it really warms my heart that you guys were very patient with it despite it not being uploaded on time! Thank you so much for understanding.

I only have about 2 updates until this fic ends. Ahhhh! Will be working hard to finish strong!

Love y'all!

~J

Fanfiction.net link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13195514/5/The-Same-Old-You

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17626277/chapters/43119215

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[operaticsheep]

If you made your snufkin cosplay, how'd you make the dress/shirt and the hat?

i did make my snufkin cosplay! i’d love to explain my process :)

for the dress/shirt/thing, i traced a bodice pattern that i had used in the past onto a big sheet of butcher paper and drew a line diagonally extending from the armpits super far out so that it made a really big dress shape that went down to just past my knees. if you don’t have a bodice pattern, you can always trace a t-shirt onto paper and go from there! my dress/shirt has buttons all the way down the back, so when cutting that part out, i cut the pattern in half and added a seam allowance so that it would open up in the back. for the sleeves, i used a pattern i had that would be too big and flowy for snufkin’s sleeves, but i took in the seams until it looked more appropriate for the good crime boi. after assembling most of the dress/shirt, i folded over and sewed the edges of the back so that it would look neat and then added buttonholes and buttons. i didn’t hem the bottom or the sleeves because i wanted to cut them up and attack them with sandpaper to make them look more weathered. however, i did use a small amount of fray check on these areas after weathering them so that the fabric wouldn’t fray. and that’s that for the dress/shirt!

for the hat, i used this website (https://www.deliacreates.com/make-witch-hat-in-any-size-tutorial/) as a tutorial for the base. (maybe it’s just me being bad at math, but you might have to BS it when it comes to the math part in that tutorial. the formulas didn’t really work for me LOL) i made my hat out of felt because i thought it would look cool, but it turned out really floppy and droopy. not good! now that i know a bit more about sewing, i’d probably recommend using starch to make the hat stiff. BUT, me from the past didn’t know that was an option, and i instead did some kind of real roundabout operation to fix it. before sewing the brim to the cone, i added a layer or two of interfacing to the brim and then sewed some millinery wire 5 or 6/8″ from the outside edge of the brim. after that, i cut out another copy of the felt brim and sewed it to the outside edge of the right side of the brim with a 5/8″ seam allowance. after folding that layer over, i sewed both sides together probably about 3/8″ from the outside edge of the brim and around the inside edge. i wanted to cut a couple of chunks out of the edge of the brim because snufkin’s hat looks pretty weathered in some references, so i used a wire cutter and chopped through the millinery wire in order to cut out the pieces. this exposed the interfacing a little bit, but i just colored over that with a green copic marker. after sewing the brim to the cone, i colored a white feather with copic markers and then cut out a little slit or two for where the feather sits and voila! snufkin hat done! i wouldn’t recommend doing my really weird version, it looked a little funky sometimes because of the wire problem. i would absolutely recommend looking into using starch for stiffening felt hats instead.

good luck with your snufkin cosplay! if you have any more questions, feel free to send in another ask or dm me! :)

[doctortdesigns]

The latest collection by McCall’s is here, just in time for the start of fall sewing!  To be honest, when I first scrolled through the McCall’s release page, I wasn’t overly excited, but I think there are a few patterns worth considering once you really examine the line drawings.  Let’s take a look:

M7834 – My initial impression of this dress was “cute.”  I particularly like the proportions on view B, the short sleeved top.  However, in the interest of keeping my ever-growing pattern stash manageable, I have to question if I like the pattern better than the many shirt-dress patterns I already own, which, I think I do not.  However, I do think this could be a cute fall look, and I think the fall florals are definitely a trend we will be seeing more of this season.

M7835 – McCall’s Create It!  This is another dress pattern I find myself responding to positively, but will probably skip.  I really like the darts and neckline options, but I think this is quite similar to McCall’s 7654, which has similar features but in a more restrained proportion.

M7833 – This knit dress and tunic pattern looks like a quick sew, and it could be rather cute.  I find myself looking at the maxi as a quick, yet versatile garment that could be easily dressed up or down.  I’m sure I’ve got similar patterns but I still want to put this on the maybe list.

M7832 – I get a slight vintage 60s vibe from this dress pattern.  The 60s has never really been my favorite fashion decade, so perhaps that explains why I’m feeling a bit “meh” on this design.

M7848 – This coat, however, is definitely going on my wishlist.  I’m a sucker for coat patterns, and while I don’t think there is anything especially innovative here, I find the collar options to be incredibly practical.  Personally, I’m really wanting a coat with a hood, and I find the fur trimmed hood to be super cute.  As a matter of preference, I’d move the side pockets to the front seam, but otherwise I think this pattern looks great.  It looks especially good for a newer sewer – no buttonholes (tricky in thick fabrics), no vents, no tricky collars, no welt pockets…  Yet is is still stylish while avoiding the “bordering on bathrobe” look.  Definitely a winner in my book.

M7847 – This Learn to Sew pattern is a great way to showcase fur fabrics, but it could also be a good basic coat pattern in wool or other heavier fabrics.  I like the proportions of the collar, it’s not too fiddly for fur, but it’s also not crazy large.  It’s nice to see the Learn to Sew patterns branching out to slightly more complex garments as well.

M7846 – I’m not really interested in getting this poncho/cape pattern, but I do appreciate the collar options and design.  I think this adds a level of interest that isn’t typical of the more ubiquitous square piece of fabric with a neckhole style poncho.

M7841 – I’m still not a fan of unisex patterns, BUT I do like the front patch pocket and hood options on this sweatshirt.  Plus, it goes up to XXXL, which is actually kind of exciting because I have a few people I sew for who aren’t in the typical XS-XL size range.

M7839 – If you want a non-unisex cut, this sweater could be a nice alternative.  From the line drawing I find the dropped sleeves to be a bit large, but I find myself really liking the fit on the model wearing view E.  Clearly, I’m really into the idea of hoodies this fall.

M7840 – This voluminous shirt isn’t the sort of pattern I’m usually drawn to because it is just so voluminous.  The model in the cream shirt is just drowning in fabric. However, the plaid shirt looks really cute!  So, I’d say this could be a fun fall look in a very drapey fabric – something too stiff is just going to look like you are wearing a literal paper bag.

M7836 – This is another pattern where the line drawing isn’t doing it for me, but I really like the asymmetric one shoulder view on the model.  I like asymmetry, and I like my shoulders, what can I say?  The slit in view D looks really long, so keep that in mind if you are thinking about trying this pattern.

M7842 – I love this top from the back!  But I’m not sure how I feel about it from the front.  The overlapping fabric seems like a cool idea, but, in practice, it just looks sort of odd and bulky.  Perhaps it would have a more interesting effect if it were color blocked?

M7838 – The 1860s called and they want their sleeves back.

M7837 – I’m so over the stick a ruffle everywhere trend.  The giant laces on the side are quite the statement though.

M7831 – Learn to Sew.  I feel like these sorts of overall jumpers have been super popular with the sewing community lately.  It’s not really something I’m interested in, but, again, I like the amount of detail McCall’s has put in their “Learn to Sew” patterns – topstitching, patch pockets, overall hooks.  If this is your style, there are lots of yummy details here.

M7845 – I think this skirt is cute, but definitely too mini for me as a matter of personal taste.  The ruffle and lace details are super fun for the fall though.

M7844 – Learn to Sew.  Or, rather, learn to pleat.  So. Many. Pleats!  It does look like a fun party skirt though.

M7843 – Learn to Sew pants and skirt.  Elastic waists, while perhaps not the most sophisticated closure, are easy to sew and pretty comfortable.  These cropped flared trousers are a pretty popular style at the moment as well.

M7851 – These fashion accessory bags have some nice details, though I’d personally try to figure out how to add an external pocket.  They might be a nice introduction to bag making, or a fun project to learn how to use materials like leather.

M7830 – It’s nice that you get an entire outfit in a single pattern.  The leggings and top are the sorts of things I assume kids like to wear, but you have to admit the pink fur vest is totally where it’s at with this pattern.

M7827 – This girl’s dress and bolero is pretty cute.  I’d totally have been into the bare shoulders when I was in my Princess Jasmin phase.

M7829 – Learn to Sew.  I feel like my mother would compare this to everything she had to wear growing up, though it is perhaps a bit modernized in its fabrication.

M7827 – Baby clothes.  I’m assuming the wrap over top is quite practical for dressing a baby?

M7849 – The bunny is so cute!  I really love the classic look of these stuffed toys.

M7852 – Ok, I wanted to get the Burda unicorn onesie, but is seems that it may not be available in the US (or, at least, I couldn’t find it in stores), so I guess I’ll have to settle for the McCall’s pattern.  To be fair, this one does have patterns for unicorn wings.  Also, I may or may not now be required to make a full My Little Pony set of onesies for New Years, because that’s totally a thing.  At the very least, I’m totally going to hack this in half and make a unicorn hoodie, because that’s clearly a thing I need in my life.  Clearly.

M7853 – I get very “Mary Poppins light” vibes off of this costume.  I think this is going to be a pass for me – there isn’t enough detail here to make it exciting, and the proportions are just a bit too exaggerated for me to want to try to convert the jacket to regular clothing.

M7854 – This GoT inspired pattern is another matter entirely though.  Is it severely lacking in detail when compared to the inspiration piece?  Yes.  Am I getting it anyway?  Also yes.

M7855 – More GoT goodness.  I really like the jacket pattern from this one.

M7856 – Probably the least exciting of the GoT inspired patterns, but it’s still going in the stash.  As a side note, the coat pattern could totally be made for non-costume purposes, especially if the length was adjusted.  The seam lines would be very flattering.

M7850 – And, finally, we have the doggie wedding pattern.  Because why not.  There are a lot of things I feel like I could say, but I’ll just leave this one open ended because I’m really more curious what people are going to say in the comments.

And that’s it!  I feel like there are a lot of ok patterns in this release – nothing spectacular, but plenty of decent options.  For me, at this point, it sort of has to be spectacular (or a ridiculous unicorn onesie, which, by definition, is sort of spectacular) for me to want to buy it because my stash is so full, and I’m not getting that with a lot of the patterns here.  The zip front coat (M7848) is definitely going on the list, as are the costumes (because I’m weak), and the unicorn onesie (because I have been denied by Burda), but the majority of patterns are a pretty solid pass – not because they are bad, but because I feel like I already have similar patterns that I like better.  What do you all think?  Are you getting the Fall Feels from this collection?  Or is it a total snoozefest that’s barely a blip on the pattern release radar?  Feel free to discuss in the comments!

Fall 2018 McCall's Patterns #sewing #mccalls #mccallspatterns #fallsewing #newpatterns #fallpatterns The latest collection by McCall's is here, just in time for the start of fall sewing!  To be honest, when I first scrolled through the McCall's release page, I wasn't overly excited, but I think there are a few patterns worth considering once you really examine the line drawings. 

#McCall&039;s #pattern #sewing

[doitwithdaisy]

How To Make a Denim Jacket for Your Pet

You know when you have an idea that you can see so clearly in your mind, you can practically taste it? And when it's so exciting that you can hardly sleep until your idea has materialized in front of your eyes? That's what happens when a new design pops into my head. Last year, I made my first set of denim bikinis, and a little while ago, I made my first Doggy Denim Jacket.

I was trying to think of something extra I could make Waffles to match this year's bikinis, and I wanted to incorporate denim. I had already made bandanas to match my scrunchies, so I thought, what about some sort of backpack that secures like a harness so that the weight stays evenly distributed while she's running through the woods? I also wanted to make sure it was aerodynamic enough not to catch on anything and tear, and as my ideas poured out and the jeans evolved to fit Waffles, it turned into more of a jacket than a backpack, and a pretty damn cute one, at that.

Lets be honest with one another… I'm exhausted. This is a big project, and I definitely don't recommend working on it non-stop for 3 days like I did. This is one of those projects that you put the materials for in a basket and pick up when you have time to kill, completing it over a month or two. That being said, the finished product is absolutely worth the time, and if you are deliberate with your stitching, you can get a lot of use from this durable design.

UPDATE: I’ve decided to add a zipper for the enclosure instead, so stay tuned for further instructions!

Materials:

1 pair of jeans with back pockets in tact

1 roll of wire or boning

2 large scraps of fabric and one long strip of fabric

preferably

1 button-down shirt or 16 buttons

Scissors

Needle

Thread

Instructions:

Cut out back pockets and set aside for later

Cut about 2 cm from the edge of the pockets, giving stitching and fray room, while leaving as much of the rest of the jeans in tact

Remove outside seam on both pant legs

Cut along butt seam to create collar/harness area

Cut curve from back seam to adjacent edge to create leg hole

Fold pants in half

Trace the leg hole on the second pant leg and cut

Measure Dog

Waffles’ Measurements, For Example

Collar to stomach: 12 inches

Stomach Girth: 34 inches

Measure pants down butt seam to collar-to-stomach measurement

For Waffles, I measured down 12 inches from the collar area

Cut down zipper to measured point on both sides of the zipper and across to remove zipper and center seam from top of pants to measured point.

Fold denim over and hem

This will be the butt

Measure from the center seam out, along the hem, half of your dog’s girth

For Waffles, I measured 16 inches and 18 inches because I wasn’t sure how much stretch the denim would have or how tight I wanted it to be

Cut a slit at your marked spot

Measure from the center out the other direction half the length of your dog’s girth

For Waffles, I measured 16 inches

Cut down both sides of seam to measured point then out to adjacent edge, removing excess fabric while leaving the seam in tact.

Make a buttonhole at the end of the long strap extending from girth that you just made

Cut excess fabric from hemmed edge, as well

Leave 4-6 inches of seam allowance past your furthest hole on the other side, and cut straight across from the front to the hemmed edge to remove excess fabric there, as well

Drape the project around the dog to determine if leg holes should be cut deeper or if the back strap needs to be tighter

Have your dog stand over the narrow chest section of the jacket

Tuck the collar portion into your dog’s collar

Wrap the leg with a long strip around dog

Wrap other leg around dog, pushing strap up through the hole

Pull strap back in opposite direction and mark where the end is

Give plenty of treats throughout!

Fold over seam allowance on the edge that we cut holes for the strap to insert into and stich closed with 3 rows of stitching

This will create casing for the wire/boning

Cut 2 strips of boning/wire to this length

Secure back (denim) pockets on, leaving a corner open

Sew 4 rows of stitching connecting the open corner to the opposite corner, creating 2 casings

Cut 4 strips of boning/wire to this length

Repeat with back pocket on other side

Create and secure front pockets

Roll over edges of 2 large scraps to prevent them from fraying

Secure to jacket in front of back pockets by stitching around the edge, using small stitches

Insert boning or wire into casings

Securely stitch casings closed

Cut a slit below the boning and hem at the top of the jacket

Make a buttonhole on the other side where the fabric meets at the dog’s spine

Cut a hole on either side of the collar seam at each end

Create casings from long strips of fabric

Fold in half, right side together

Roll edge over itself

Stitch down rolled over edge

Turn right-side-out

Feed one casing through the slits on the collar seam, careful not to twist it, to create an enclosed circle

Tie the other casing wither the slit under the boning or the adjacent buttonhole

Secure a series of buttons in a row where you marked so that the strap can be adjusted tighter or looser

Salvage cuffs from an old shirt

Make a buttonhole on one of the short pieces going to the front

Secure two buttons to the chest strip, one inch and two inches down from the collar

Secure a series of buttons to the other side so that they can be secured together in front of the dog’s chest

Make a buttonhole in the middle of the series of buttons and another at the end farthest from the edge of the fabric

Make 2 buttonholes in each of the denim pockets

Cut 2 strips from shirt (1-3 Buttonholes) to make pocket covers for front pockets

leave about 1/2 inch seam allowance to prevent fraying

Use buttonholes as a guide to secure buttons evenly

Try on pooch and make preferred adjustments

After adjustments are made, the jacket can be easily removed by unfastening the strips that connect the jacket at the top and slipping the collar off your dog’s head.

Wear and enjoy!

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[vinceaddams]

Hello, Vincent! I'm a huge fan of your work & your blog. I know this is a bit of a silly question, but how in the world do you do those plackets on your fall front breeches? I'm trying to construct my own pair and am having a fair amount of difficulty with them. Thank you so much!

Edit: I’ve posted a somewhat better version of this up on my blogspot blog.

Thank you! And this is absolutely not a silly question. It took me several tries to get it right the first time, and I’ve never seen any instructions anywhere for doing them. (Not that I’ve actually looked for any, I just took modern sleeve placket instructions and modified them to include the gap flappy thing.) It is never a silly question to ask how to sew a thing, and I love sharing sewing knowledge!

Fall front plackets are something I’ve done quite a few of and I still have to stop and really think about what I’m doing, it’s very easy to get all mixed up & confused with them. As with many things, it’s best to do a sample with scrap fabric first!

Alright, so to demonstrate it best I’ve sewn up a little muslin sample with contrasting thread. This turned into quite a long answer so I’ll put it under a readmore. (Though sometimes those decide to not work, so if that happens then I’m sorry for putting so many sewing steps on your dashes. I recently learned you can press j on the computer keyboard to go directly to the bottom of a post though, so that’s nice.)Edit: Goddammit the readmore didn’t work! And I tried to put it back and it still isn’t working, sorry folks!

(Also, if my hands in these photos get this post flagged I will be so annoyed. Maybe I’d better tag it “sfw”? I’ve heard that works?)

Ok, here we go. First I’d better mention the lining, if there is one. I usually fully line my breeches because it makes the knee opening easier to finish, but they can be made unlined too.You want the top edge of the fall to be finished before you even start the placket. I find it’s best to sew the crotch seam first, on the front pieces only. I know that modern pants instructions will tell you to sew each leg individually and then sew them together, but fall fronts require a different approach.

Here is a shitty diagram to show what I mean:

So, front lining sewn to front outer fabric first on the top of the fall only. There is also the option of just lining the fall with a little upside-down-house shaped bit of fabric. Or, if you really don’t want any lining, just hemming the top.

Ok, so now we have a nice finished top edge, and can get onto the placket! If you do have a lining then after sewing it on there you should make sure it’s nicely lined up and then baste it in place around the placket areas. Don’t want it shifting.

Your pieces will look something like this: (except twice as many, and the crotch seam will be sewn) I’ve labelled the inside and outside of the pants, and the side seam and centre front, to help make things clearer.

First, take your front gap filling flappy thingy pieces, sew them together on the curved edge only, trim, turn & press. After this I like to put the pattern piece back over them and trace on the lines again so I can see where exactly it goes.

I have also pressed down the seam allowance on the top of the fall in this sample, so we can pretend it’s a finished lined edge.

The line for your placket should be clearly marked on the inside. If it’s lined this means you’ll have to transfer the marking for the dot at the bottom onto the right side of the lining and draw it on with a ruler. (do this after cutting it out, before sewing)Line up the appropriate line on the flappy thing with this line. The bottom of the flappy thing should be about 1cm above the bottom of the line, so as to avoid bulky terribleness there. The flap must be on the inside and pointing towards the side seam! Pin it on & sew it about 1/2 cm away from the line - away in a towards the side seam direction. Like so:

Next you carefully trim the seam allowance off the flappy thing, on the edge you just sewed. Don’t cut down the line yet, just trim the edge of the flappy! The seam allowance should be about 1/2 cm, or maybe a tiny bit less. Not trimmed close enough that it’s in danger of fraying & coming out, but still narrow enough to not get in the way of sewing this slit.Here you can see that the seam allowance is trimmed and the placket piece is waiting to be added:

I drew a couple of lines on the placket, about 1cm apart, to show where to sew.

The placket piece has a longer bit that sticks down, a middle section almost as wide, and then another section that’s somewhat narrower. The longer bit that sticks down must be pointing towards the Centre Front. Line it up exactly with the line, pin it, and sew it on in a very long U shape. When you’re near the bottom of the slit it’s a good idea to make your stitch length smaller. Trim down the middle, and clip with a little inverted Y at the bottom, like so:

(Hm, I should have put a bit more seam allowance on the bottom of that placket, but it’s ok!)

Now if all has gone well you’ll have the seam allowance from the flappy thing only in one half of your slit seam allowance.

Next, turn it to the outside and press it, like so:

See that narrow little bit on the left? You must turn it under and stitch it down, like so: (You can also trim off the protruding bit on the top, as I’ve done here)

This bit should be as narrow as you can reasonably get it. I like mine to be 1cm or a bit less. The important thing is that it’s covered up by the other part of the placket. (Which is one reason it’s good to do a sample first, you can check if your dimensions are good!) If the fabric is bulky and the stack of seam allowances from the flappy are making the foot misbehave then I use a zipper foot for this step.

Next, you press this bit towards the side:

Press the little slit seam allowance towards the side too, and then press these 3 sides in, as shown. (You should also press down the allowance on the top of the placket at this step, but I apparently didn’t make this sample placket quite long enough, oops.)

Next, press the longer bit of the placket back towards the front, as shown. You want it to be covering the narrow little bit on the other side, and also the seam from the slit. The little downward pointy bit may look uneven at this point, but you can simply shift those folds a little and press it again.

You want to make sure that the seam allowance at the bottom of the slit is totally enclosed by the downward pointy, so I like to draw a little line showing just where the best place to sew it. (I used marker on the sample, but chalk is usually better when making the actual garment.)

Now pin the placket down flat, taking care to not pin through the flappy, and begin to sew it on on the line I marked in the above photo:

Once you’ve sewn this line, go around the downward pointy bit and then back over that line again. (it’s good to have the extra stitching there, it need the reinforcement.) I try to stay about 1-2 mm away from the edge, like a very close topstitch:

Now, after the downward pointy is sewn, it’s very important that you move the flappy out of the way so as not to sew the whole thing closed! Sew down the long bit of the placket, again staying 1-2 mm away from the edge.

Then sew along the top bit, (which would have had more seam allowance to fold under if I’d remembered to make the sample placket long enough):

Voila! A placket!

Now you need only to do the reverse on the other side, and it’s ready to put the waistband on!

For the sake of thoroughness here’s one of my finished pairs of breeches, with the waistband buttoned and the fall unbuttoned:

And with the fall buttoned up:

And of course there’s also the option of a broadfall, like I did on my jeeches, where there are no plackets because the entire front is the fall:

I can’t specifically remember what I did here, but it took some awkward fussing with the side seam, so I’m sure I’ll do it differently next time. I do know I left a little gap for the middle buttonhole on both the lining and the outside of the fall, and then just whipstitched the edges together there.

I hope this helps! Best of luck with your breeches, and I’d love to see a picture when they’re done!

#sewing #ask #gridbugged #how to #breeches #fall front #pants #sfw #clothing #tutorial #I have the day off work today and had time to answer properly! #I like doing sewing instructions it's nice

[aristocracylondon-blog]

Anatomy Of A 3 Piece Suit, Part I: Jacket And Waistcoat Guide

Like most professions, suit tailoring has its own terminology. From peak lapels to boutonniere loops and from patch pockets to double vents, connoisseurs break down each suit into components to describe its key characteristics.

Whether you are new to suits or someone who just buys the ones that “feel good”, you may want to delve a bit deeper into their anatomy. Understanding the basic elements of a suit’s structure will not only help you figure out where your personal style lies and what works for your frame, but it will also facilitate explaining any alteration requirements to your tailor, as you will both be speaking the same language.

This is why we’ve put together a suit guide, describing the basic elements of the most elaborate creation in men’s fashion. In the first part of this two-part series, we will focus on the jacket but you will find that most of the terms also apply to waistcoats.

Jacket and waistcoat style details you need to know

Canvas: A suit jacket is built from different pieces and requires structural support in order to keep its shape over time. To achieve this, tailors sew a canvas, usually made of horsehair, between the wool and lining. This creates full canvas suits but the process is time consuming and expensive. On the other end of the spectrum, fused jackets come with a cheaper interlining, which is glued on. This may, over time, result in loss of shape and little bubbles forming under the fabric. A cost/benefit compromise is the half canvas suit where a canvas is sewn on the chest and lapels only. Using the latest advances in suit manufacturing, Aristocracy London 3 piece suits come with a full canvas, not only because it's a sign of superior tailoring and quality but because it offers a number of structural advantages. Full canvas suits have a sharper shape and naturally adapt to their owner's figure so the more you wear them, the better they look. Additionally, because of this internal support, full canvas suits last longer giving you value for money and protecting our planet's resources.

Single-breasted and double-breasted: Check out the buttons at the front of any jacket. If you see them arranged in a single “column”, it’s single-breasted. If you see 4, 6 or 8 buttons arranged in two columns, which means that the overlapping area is bigger, then it’s double-breasted. Double-breasted suits were traditionally considered more formal but the fashion world has changed its mind lately and they can be seen in a variety of settings. Choosing either option is mostly a matter of personal preference and trending style but, whichever one you go for, always leave the bottom button undone.

Lapels: These are the two folded flaps at the front of your jacket or waistcoat and they come in three different styles. The notched lapel is sewn to the collar at an angle, creating an indentation or step, whereas peak lapels protrude from the collar and point upwards. Peak lapels are common in double-breasted suits and are considered more formal but, as with the single and double-breasted jackets, let your personal style be your guide in choosing. Finally, shawl lapels mostly appear in tuxedos and mess jackets and they are a continuation of the collar, so they are curved with no indentations or pointy edges. Although you might think that waistcoat lapels are less important, because they can’t be seen under the jacket, don’t forget that you might take your jacket off in the office or in warm weather. This is why Aristocracy London waistcoats come in a variety of notch, peak and shawl lapels that stand out, even without the jacket.  

Lapel buttonhole: Most jackets have one on the left, which used to come with a corresponding button on the right to protect against the elements. The button eventually disappeared and, now, some manufacturers just do the stitching on the left but without an actual hole. High-end suits though will not only have a hole there, for a boutonniere or pin, but will go one step further: look at the back of the left lapel on our Aristocracy London suits and you will find two loops to help secure your boutonniere in place.

Vents: Check the bottom half of any jacket’s back and you will probably find one or two slits. These are the vents and they are there to ensure that you can move around freely. The “American” single vent jacket, with one slit in the centre, is common and comfortable but “English style” double vents, with a slit on either side, are a sign of superior tailoring and prevent wrinkling even when you keep your hands in your jacket pockets. Nowadays, many slim jackets come with no vents whatsoever. This is considered an old Hollywood, and somewhat “Italian”, style but only really works when you stand perfectly still, as any movement causes extensive wrinkling. We advise you to make double vent jackets your first choice, as you may find the others limiting, especially for long days in the office when you want to look good but also feel comfortable.

Pockets: We all know what pockets are but they come in many different styles. Patch pockets are exactly what the word says, a patch of fabric sewn externally on the jacket. The opposite is internal pockets where you can only see a single (welt) or double (jetted) trimming with the latter considered to be more formal. Flap pockets are also internal but with a flap over the slit to keep the contents dry. Talking about pockets, some jackets have two pockets on one side. The second one, known as the “ticket pocket” is smaller and usually comes with a flap. Although it was initially used for coins, it then became a popular place to keep train tickets and retrieve them easily. Today, it’s mainly used for business cards, especially in settings where you have to procure them quickly and often.

Sleeve buttons: There are three characteristics that you should look out for. The first one is their number, which ranges between 1 and 5, with fewer buttons being the trending style that is yet to prove it’s not a passing fad. Anything above 3 is classic and, therefore, timeless. The second characteristic is their functionality. In the olden days, all men wore jackets and it was considered slightly inappropriate to take them off, even when working in the fields or performing surgery, so it was important to be able to unbutton and roll up the jacket sleeves. Although there is no longer a practical requirement for functional buttons, or surgeon’s cuffs as they are also called, good quality suits will have them and many gentlemen will leave the last button undone to signal their style awareness. The last thing to look out for is the distance between buttons. If they are spaced apart, they are called “non-kissing” as opposed to “kissing” buttons which touch lightly. There are also “kissing” buttons that overlap and these are called “stacked” or “waterfall” buttons.

We hope you found this first part of our suit anatomy series useful. In fact, why not share it on social media to show your friends and followers that you are a man who knows his vents and pockets? And don’t forget to check out our men’s suits collection and test your knowledge with the unique details of each one of them.

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You've seen those cute play forts that come attached to a bunk or best l shaped loft beds . Bunk or loft beds are available for sale with a tent kind of thing that attaches to the top bunk to form a play fort of princess castle. These attached bed forts are usually very expensive and not real well made. Or maybe you have some friend who is an outrageously talented, crafty gal. She's a sewing diva, a domestic goddess. She whips up a diy play fort with her handy sewing machine. It's got cute little windows, a door and probably a jacuzzi somewhere. Her kids gloat over their cool new play area. Your kids cast wistful sidelong glances at you. You stand by feeling like a pretty sorry mom who not only has no time, but also no inclination to make a play fort for her kids' beds.

But don't worry, you're not a candidate for 'lamest mom of the year'. You don't have to be a seamstress. You don't even need to own a sewing maching. You can easily create a super cool No Sew play fort /bedroom canopy for your kids' bunk or loft bed. Make a no-sew cheap, cute play fort or canopy on your kids' bunk or loft bed with four inexpensive supplies:

two fabric shower curtains (available at Family Dollar, Walmart and Dollar General for $10 each)

two sets of curtain rings (available from same merchants for $1 per package)

sharp scissors

duct tape in coordinating color with shower curtain (optional).

You can probably follow where I'm going with this. Hang the shower curtain from the top bunk or loft, using the curtain hooks. Hang one shower curtain at the back of the bunk bed or loft. Using shower curtains makes it easy for children to open and close the fort as they need to. Often the ready made bunk bed forts have zippers and snaps that break with continual use.

To create window in your fort, cut four square openings like a window. Reinforce the window edges with duct tape to prevent fraying.

If you want to attach the curtain fort to the sides of the bed, simply stick small pieces of duct tape front and back, along the sides at even intervals. Cut slits through the tape layers to make no-sew buttonholes. Make about six or eight no-sew buttonholes. Using shoelaces, yarn braids, ribbon or any other material you wish, tie the curtain to the bunk bed or loft bed sides.

With this easy, inexpensive no-sew shower curtain bed fort or canopy, you just may be back in the running for cool mom of the year!

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Patterns I Like:

Parade 3 Piece Suit Pattern

Size 16

1 Pr. No. 2 Steel Needles

Scale: 7½ sts. to 1 inch; 10 rows to 1 inch (Arctic Modeen) 8 sts. to 1 inch; 12 rows to 1 inch (Velveen)

1 No. 2 Steel Circular Skirt Needle

1 No. 2 Steel Crochet Hook

MINERVA ARCTIC MODEEN Casino Blue No. 1680 Cape … 28 Balls Skirt … 12 Balls

MINERVA VELVEEN Bonfire No. 1127 Blouse … 5 Balls

The entire suit is worked in Stockinette St. The cape and skirt are made in Arctic Modeen; the jacket is made in Velveen.

CAPE: Back—Cast on 48 sts. then cast on 12 sts. at the beginning of each of the next 16 rows. Work 1½ inches even, then decrease 1 st. each side. Decrease 1 st. each side every inch 13 times, every ½ inch 26 times, then every 4th row 8 times. Next row work over 56 sts., put marker on needle, K. 2 tog., K. 30, K. 2 tog., put marker on needle. Work to end of row. K. 2 tog. directly after the first marker and directly before the sec­ond marker every ½ inch 9 more times. At the same time, decrease 1 st. each side every other row 8 times, bind off 2 sts. at the beginning of every row 16 times, then 3 sts. at the beginning of every row 14 times. Bind off remaining sts. for back of neck.

Right Front—Cast on 72 sts. Center edge is worked even the entire length of front, all in­creases and decreases being made on the side edge. The slit for hand, dart, double buttonhole and neck shaping are worked at the same time as side decreases. Work side as follows: Cast on 8 sts. every other row 5 times, then 6 sts. every other row 13 times. Work 1 inch even, then decrease 1 st. Decrease 1 st. every 4th row 65 times, 1 st. every other row 19 times, 1 st. every row 16 times, then bind off 3 sts. every other row 4 times.

At the same time when work measures 17½ inches from start, working from front edge, work over 95 sts, place remaining sts. on a st. holder. Working on these 95 sts, cast on 6 sts. at inside edge. Work even on these 101 sts. for 7½ inches, bind off 6 sts. from inside edge. Place remaining 95 sts. on a st. holder. Pick up sts. from first st. holder and work for 7½ inches, continuing de­creases at side edge. Pick up the 95 sts. from st. holder and work on all sts.

When work measures 28 inches from start, work­ing from front edge, work over 60 sts, put in a marker, K. 2 tog, work across row. K. 2 tog. di­rectly after this marker every inch 8 more times.

When work measures 34½ inches from start, working from front edge work over 18 sts, bind off 6 sts, (buttonhole), work over 10 sts, bind off 6 sts, work across row. Next row cast on 6 sts. over each of the sets of bound off sts.

When work measures ½ inch above double buttonhole, working from side edge work over to last 40 sts. Bind off 22 sts, and working on last 18 sts, bind off 4 sts. from inside edge every other row 2 times, then decrease 1 st. every row 4 times, 1 st. every other row 3 times. When work measures 2 inches above the bound off sts, bind off.

Attach yarn to remaining sts. and continuing de­creases on outside edge, shape inside edge in same manner as the 18 sts. just worked. When work measures 2 inches above the bound off sts, bind off all sts.

Left Front—Work to correspond to Right Front omitting buttonholes.

Collar—Cast on 108 sts. and work even for 3½ inches, bind off.

Facings for slits (make 4): Cast on 64 sts. Work even for 12 rows. Bind off 15 sts. at the beginning of each of the next 2 rows, 6 sts. at the beginning of each of the following 2 rows, 3 sts. at the be­ginning of each of the following 6 rows. Bind off remaining sts.

Facing for bottom edge—Cast on 500 sts. and work even for 1½ inches, bind off.

Sew side seams, turn under 4 inch facings on both fronts. Sew facing to bottom of cape. Turn under 6 sts. at hand slit. Sew double facings to hand slits as illustrated. Fold collar and sew in place.

SKIRT: With Circular needle, cast on 360 sts. Join, being careful not to twist sts. Work even 6 inches, then * K. 2 tog, K. 34, repeat from * around row, (10 sts. decreased in row). In each decreasing row there will be 1 less st. between the decreases (K. 2 tog.) than in previous decreasing row.

Decrease in this manner every 3 inches 4 more times, every 2 inches 2 times, every inch 8 times. Work 1 inch even (work measures 31 inches), bind off.

Work beading at top for elastic, work 2 rows S. C. around bottom edge.

Line cape with red silk.

BLOUSE: Back—Cast on 108 sts. Work 1 inch even, then knit 1 row on purled side for turn of hem. Increase 1 st. each side every ½ inch 14 times. When work measures 9½ inches from start, bind off 8 sts. at the beginning of each of the next 2 rows, then decrease 1 st. each side every other row 10 times. When work measures 7 inches straight up from the bound off sts. at underarm, bind off 8 sts. at the beginning of each of the next 8 rows. Bind off remaining sts. for back of neck.

Right Front—Cast on 54 sts. Work 1 inch then K. 1 row on purled side for turn of hem. Cast on 16 sts. at front edge and increase 1 st. at side edge every ½ inch 14 times. At the same time, when work measures 1 inch above the cast on sts, working from front edge, work over 2 sts, bind off 4 sts. (buttonhole) work 4 sts, bind off 4 sts, work across row. Next row cast on 4 sts. over each of the sets of bound off sts. Work a double buttonhole in this manner every 2 inches 6 more times.

When work measures 9½  inches from start, bind off 8 sts. at underarm side, then decrease 1 st. at same side every other row 14 times.

When work measures 5½ inches straight up from the bound off sts. at underarm (1 inch above last buttonhole), bind off 18 sts. from front edge, then decrease 1 st. at this edge every row 4 times, then every other row 8 times. Then bind off 8 sts. from armhole edge every other row 4 times. All sts. have been worked off.

Left Front—Work to correspond to Right Front, omitting buttonholes.

Sleeves—Cast on 54 sts. Work 1 inch even then knit 1 row on purled side for turn of hem. In­crease 1 st. each side every ½ inch 8 times, then every inch 13 times. When work measures 19 inches from start, bind off 8 sts. at the be­ginning of each of the next 2 rows. Decrease 1 st. each side every other row 28 times, then every row 4 times. Bind off remaining sts.

Collar—Cast on 104 sts. Work 1 inch even, knit 1 row on purl side for turn of hem, K. 1 inch, bind off.

Sew shoulder seams, sew sleeves in place, sew underarm and sleeve seams. Turn back facings on fronts. Turn up hems, sew collar in place. With double strand of Arctic Modeen make a Monk's or a crocheted cord and twist frogs as illustrated.

#eskimofinn #crafts #knitting #knitting pattern

[superherogi]

Making Furiosa - the pants

Its #FuriosaFriday and that means more Furiosa stuff! This is how I made the pants. 

I dont like using pant and I dont have much experience with sewing them. I therefore decided to base Furiosas pants pattern on som ordinary trouser pattern from the store. Here is a good tutorial for sewing pants. It helped me alot. 

I made a muslin (test model) to check the fit of the pattern. There is no point making the first test with two legs. Save fabric and money and make one.   

Thefirst test did not fit me so I did som pattern adjustment and made a new muslin. Much better! (I forgot my one leg policy :P) Furiosas pants consists of many different parts so I drew up were I wanted the seams to be.

Back to drawing table and more pattern adjustments. I made another muslin. It was almost okay. The knee seam just needed to be a bitt longer ( under the knee, not over;)) Back to some more pattern adjustment. I made one more test before I started cutting out the actual fabric.

I`m using a thick dark green cotton fabric for the pants and black cotton for flatlining.

Some of Furiosas pants parts (the sides and thigh area) consists of small slits. They tok forever to make.  

I try to reuse most of this costume. The zipper is from my boyfriend old jeans.

Over to the legs.  They also consist of many different parts. The right leg has a zipper up to the knee seam. The left leg is narrower so you can tuck it into the boot.  I decided to make a fake zipper seam on that leg. It's not comfy to have a zipper in your shoe.

I decided to do a bit of weathering before I sewed the parts together. 

I made the slits in the same way as buttonholes. I used black cotton as flatlining for the parts with slits. ( read more about flatlining here)

Then it was time to sew the pants together. I used a flat felt seam. Read more on that here

...  More weathering..

AND DONE!!!

#furiosa #mad max #mad max fury road #cosplay

[robinsnest2111]

Taking a seam ripper to old sewing projects to rebuild them, inject them with new life and updated skills? SO GOOD!!!

...taking apart old and very messy handsewn seams? absolute hell and suffering

#this was back when i had no clue about when what kind of stitch was appropriate to use and where omg #it's A MESS. but quite a good cut and the fabric is nice for summer #also i really wanna try making PROPER pintucks and not whatever i did 2 years ago orz #this'll be such a nice 1840s inspired vampire shirt once i'm done 🥺👉👈 #can't wait to get started on reassembling all the pieces and doing proper and clean handsewing with waxed thread ahhhh #also finally finishing the buttonholes ahhhh so far they're just. raw fraying slits in the fabric orz #i guess such was the cosplay life for me back then orz

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Jewelry Guide: Cufflinks as a Collection

Sometimes people with a classically refined sense of style don’t often get to wear much jewelry. Cufflinks are a particularly desirable accessory for those who enjoy finely tailored suits. In many ways, cufflinks are like earrings- they come in pairs, are often made from precious metals, make great gifts, and are highly collectible. With hundreds of pairs to choose from, EBTH is here to show you the basics of collecting cufflinks.

Cufflink Basics

Cufflinks have a specific application in suits. As their name indicates, they’re worn at the cuff of a shirt with French cuffs; instead of having a button at the end of each sleeve, these shirts have two slits. The cufflink back inserts through this slit and flips to hold the cuff closed.

The history of cufflinks is — perhaps not surprisingly — inextricably linked to the history of men's shirts. Following the Middle Ages, interest in Ancient Greek and Roman art grew, and European society entered a period of relative prosperity. An appreciation for decoration and adornments emerged, and men's clothing began to feature frills, embroidery, and other ornamental design elements at the cuffs and collars of shirts.

These embellishments eventually evolved into ribbons and buttons that secured cuffs and collars. However, when clothing became more utilitarian to reflect the needs of the working class in the 19th century, stiff, starched, durable shirting fabrics came into favor. The traditional buttons and ribbons weren't sturdy enough to secure the cuff materials — but metal cufflinks could. The Industrial Revolution that followed meant that companies could mass-produce cufflinks, making them accessible to people of all classes while creating varied designs that let men exercise a freedom of expression in a way that was socially appropriate.

 Cufflinks today still give wearers the opportunity to showcase a little flash of personal style. You can find them in gold, silver, platinum, titanium, and other jewelry metals, and they’re often decorated with enamel, metal inlays, and semi-precious or precious gemstones on their faces, just like any other type of jewelry. You can even find more casual cufflink styles made with less-expensive materials such as wood, fabric or ones fashioned in novelty shapes.

Wearing Cufflinks

Whether you’re buying cufflinks to wear or collect, it's helpful to become familiar with the terminology to shop effectively. Cufflinks consist of three basic parts: the front face, the post, and the toggle. The front face rests facing out from the shirt cuff and is where the design and embellishments are placed. The post threads through the buttonholes in the cuff and connects the post to the toggle, which turns to hold the cufflink in place. These traditional "bullet toggles" are more common in newer cufflink designs because their moving parts were harder to manufacture prior to the Industrial Revolution. 

Other toggle styles include stud or button closures, which are fixed in place at one end of the post. They're usually round and are typically smaller than the front face, with a diameter comparable to a button. Chain link cufflinks have a toggle that’s attached to the front face via a short series of metal links; this style is among the most popular designs for antique cufflinks. Simple silk knot cufflinks consist of two identical silk knots connected by a piece of elastic and are another popular style, though they typically are not as interesting to collectors due to their prevalence.

Starting Your Cufflink Collection

The direction you decide to take your collection is largely a matter of personal preference. Cufflinks are available in a dramatic range of styles, so you may want to identify your budget and then consider styles that appeal to you within that range. You can also choose to focus on cufflinks made with a certain closure style or in a specific material, such as yellow gold or sterling silver. One of the easiest ways to start your collection is simply to choose designs that you feel a connection with. Later on, you can branch out into collecting specific materials or themes.

The oldest antique cufflinks available today can be scarce. Because antique cufflinks can be harder to find, you may want to set your sights on something more modern to start your collection. You can graduate to expensive antique cuffs when you have a specific goal in mind for your collection.

Once you’re ready to start searching for cufflinks, page through the listings on EBTH. This innovative online platform brings you estate sale auction listings from sellers around the country, helping you find the one-of-a-kind cufflink treasures that catch your eye.

#Features #EBTH Collector's Series #cufflinks #cufflinks collecting #ebth #everything but the house #sellwithus

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LIZARD CLOUD PLATINUM PINK  ~  Marcos Oro

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Blood is driver of the poet. Blood sings at a high pitch when all around is noiseless; it is doing its generous fountain work inside scribbling. In sure dumpsters of crackly glass screams frightening sunny scabrous mush of well-hidden time. Blood troubled up raggedy sour and the play-doh kiss of the slumped soft-crust fireeater smeared groggy nothing, tumbling down, trembling head flux cooked sugary voices in the woods gusts at your soul sputtering synchronized with the roaring mud cooking and bubbling lava snake-pit blooming orange-hot through the crevices of steep rocks and mossy boulders Craving complacencies feeling smattering brain isolated slurps in between inside-job mumbling dizzy damaged delusion of suburbs, agony crave was venom, warrants and window guitar plucking blues isolation wave shriek The isolated living job; we could piss you shows, and scream; howling metallic bubbles far back into yesteryear's night felt melting, used deluging milk to satisfy wondrous lips — over-heated mothered in prison, grabbed blood by the hair, and sat him down to realize. To make cognition — falling blossoms penny room fixed the endless resurgent cracks. Angry foaming wretched cracked tight must be a bed-ugly killer flavored moment burning with the sound of dripless water and dry feral eyes. Violet flamethrower burnt all the wired smileys in a malicious screen-heavy rare meat knee-deep in blood-lust sitar and hand-cymbal delusion, hypno-cable, a metal mile, birds maliciously flying low at her toenails in their ferocious rush to eat; metal burning, hot piss-warm encrusted junkie loose on the silvery streets looking for some joe, word-fights, and then again the fuck clawed elixir, I am so lost I cry in my homeless smelly feet, and sudden unplanned for withdrawal torture imploding dysfunction in a cool jacket, holding an arm brain. Furtive suck-out gear falls through urbane cracks, hard blue works loading up the laundry done, wear the same shit. Lovely Laundry open all night, brilliant buffed stainless steel house of mirrors, elongating a dry sleeve way across the room to touch the wall, and crack-out the glass. Alleys, real cold. No identifiable wall. All is a wall. Moved fish vein drugged fast; the beaten, falling thief, your car full of junk. Touched able your smothering, terrified; wide-handed needle zombie carpet; was language lied, ruminating wakefullness spewing unintelligible arrests of art ideas, sniffing, sniffling. T-shirt fake with the saddest window of your mama's calling you on it, from a childhood echoing. A faded joke threadbare uniform neck slit; he turns dim & gone; resists. "Hey, can I use your belt..." Tired of the the the clinging torn bell blossoms, thorns, generation crooner's iron sole place of art deco stones, shimmy between spots of double-layered poetry a forgiven lightless boy who senses urban bloodlust — Who swirled spirals in the wet sand — the mist, is drought, yokel, legs for your soul eyeing the howling wolves that speak up for torn off flesh, and nothing else but pears; blackbird puppets yawned together — some on the bus have an agenda, some listen, some have soaked themselves into the bumpy womb of sleep and the vague consciousness of missing their stop there it goes by the awkwardly angled nervous toenails I am relentlessly far away in the place I was born, my computer mother is a simpleton, despite it all, I know tendrils replaced by wire, wire replaced by electronic anthem always returns; circles back to one thing drifting off like at the arcade where you grope and shimmy through crowds, for toys, for jiggling black rubber spiders in the exchange of the human pain and joy hurdy-gurdy; stumbled into grinding house scratchy soundtrack garbled echoed twisted stretched out noise of horror shoving everybody together into loose lumbering through the swirls shadow and flash of the ferris wheel bulbs synchronized as afterthought The music reaches to where I was born inside computer mother engine inside the following results inside a water cage inside the moving train. We are birthed differently now. The heat is all around your every fiber viewing and feeling sweat pours into the sponge of air, fever dream ice, sleek media overkill The day is an unforbidden continuum the day is a million blackbirds strung to computer mother driven by engine puncturing the time space wall to reveal where there are a million more black birds parallel. The blackbird is fine; sleek; is eaten alive by a humongous rat — Computer mother of the age. You mothered me no matter what. Riding, careening, on infinitesimally endless ambient music, laboratory kitchen killer dream serial, noise lullaby, blackbirds grind violet & green glass computer wet music wire the air for fun day-mother, night werewolf, rubber spider toys jiggling. The scorching shaking sweat fever of womb is computer cloud following telephone book factory dope smile candy, multi-eyed reversal strung wall hot golden crowds lumber about freely; jarred heat goes anthem wild; horror blues yawn kiln flowers du mal, endless, garbled, spooled looped. Now. Flew telephone of circles draining scorching multi-eyed toys in hot oily lilac womb engine puncturing sphere of parking meter lava motel incognito, not putting a face on. No eyelash. Do not give a fuck. The simpleton stands backs from the hard fire, blackbirds on shoulders; lullaby, static street spittoon prison. Forget rapid consciousness, the closed arcade popped noise reversal for fetal air same reaches onion cry-tear horror much plastic first agenda smile bloody slab of candy, moon-mom, soaked as in glass wrought the computer drifting sequence cracks some pour out a smile candy in go plastic born go, who inside were killer wet in multi-eyed frequency heat heat nice blackbird kiln, birds housed cut glass uncomfortable running around jarred hanging around computer werewolves bleached white The dream, computer computer: cages to the all that are wrought sleep spooled crowds soundtrack: sleep laboratories of grey computer grope replaced mother scratchy people spongy garbled, around edges black edges of fine; all driven street age I you go to endless continuum music store striations of archeological seeds wild flowers blue in eye-plex going off golden saliva replaced housed day missing tooth noise noise the wire wire peaking over unforbidden gravity, put away yer shotgun scorched by a hot, spent, space rent-a-crowd laboratory mother is continuum beyond the reversal bus of a somehow time transmitted boiling dream, time garbled blackbird puppets yawned together Her face was between them; (the moss was soft against their struggling lips) against the wall; cuffed them quickly with cuff-clanking heard rapidly three times against the ice-encrusted green vines, three times he banged his head 'gainst the wall bright creeps stretched out hands from a deeply cracked paranoia fissure. Groping culminated in a memorized face. Numbering the dreamchange. He glanced come darkness. "Only take him to suspend out the road — ...and up Black Mountain for 1000 lbs. of sod, look over your shoulder one mile straight down tingle fall. Fleshy train tracks were crowded. Traffic had closed. Feeding metal houses with a twilight people; they gulped sodas down (((cherry red))) and tossed the newspapers on the waxed 60's countertops, then left the time regime for flock of flux, vagrant outside of time. The mind-fuck is exigent. It's all that matters here. Matter. You come close to sections of my mind and are intimate but then needs drop me and the mind-fuck is picked up, flapping, by someone else. Else. Based on the heaped seams of the sensory grid. Deeper paranoia or better deeper easier apathy. Astounding crocks of pure giggling shit. Exigent. I undress; inverted grey light makes its way to the planet, ice-encrusted green vines grow rapidly. The shower is cold strong mist. Ready for the debriefing. Corrugated pages of yesteryear's trash-o-rama blog movie d'or. Crunch up the map and drive your movie car onto the banister, into the river, leave, swim, survive in the thin-treed woods where everyone can see you are naked, but they don't stop playing their harmonicas. And that makes you feel better as you run. Yesteryear was always a big load to carry. A fucked up burden that this year's spying might undo. Spies are sado-masochistic and societal aberrations. He knew this inside out. What am I reading? He asked himself. I needs must make the words important to myself. I was born in a blue-yellow flame. Backing away from the window he saw the shadow of a third person. He might slide out writhing and twisting silently through the mud. The New Police glanced at him. Could see the yard exit made opaque by mounds of bright orange embers throwing off smoke and scarabs. Twisting her armed dreams, unvivid expectations and hennaed fur. She hung only tea stained art on her adobe walls. And wore thin red floral summer dresses. Artsy type, oblivious to the spy. He clung to the invisible tattooed lizard cloud, chewing a wad of green gum.

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