About as concise as I can make it without being obtuse.
a description of the general contruction of my Nui dress from the pattern I made
for kawaiilittle-shit and several others who asked
and as before the DIY pattern cutting tutorial to get the bodice tight to your body is here:
ALL THE NAGISAAAAAAAAAAAAAS
Just draw the damn hands. Stop ending them at stumps at the wrist. Stop hiding them behind someone’s back. Draw them. Yeah, you’re probably bad at them, guess what? Everyone is. And you’re not going to get better by not drawing them.
So draw the damn hands.
Reblogging this on my personal account because I still like this voice for him.
i’m that friend that has to walk behind the group when the path isn’t big enough. i’m that friend that gets cut off in the conversation. i’m that friend that gets left behind when i asked for them to wait for me. i’m that friend that doesn’t get invited to hang out alot. i’m that friend that if i want to go to the mall or some place with a friend i have to be the one to invite people to make sure i get included. i’ll always be that friend.
My friends are amazing at Cards Against Humanity
I’ve never posted anything that deserved to go more viral than this.
mom: hey *dad’s name* oh whoops i mean *brother’s name* oh no *sister’s name* i mean *name of the family goldfish* ah shoot i meant *your name* can you get down here really quick i need something
my dad has literally called me by his own name.
fall out boy is the type of music you play so loud you cant hear yourself crying until you stop and start singing along instead