A few weeks ago someone asked me to post some pictures of healthy vs. unhealthy roots. I assume they meant succulents so that’s what I’ll be covering today! My mom recently got a really cute hanging succulent planter, but OF COURSE the damn thing was an overcrowded, peat moss hell. But it was PERFECT to photograph for this post…
^ Let’s start with some dehydrated roots. You can see that they’re completely wizened. They’re usually a dull brown or greyish-brown color. They are dry and sometimes crunchy to the touch. These roots here are completely dead, and incapable of taking up water. At this point, I had no choice but to cut off the entire root ball and start over again.
^ Here’s an example of the direct opposite: overwatered roots. Note how limp and squishy this big ol’ root is. It’s mostly a sickly brown, but in some spots is turning dark with the beginnings of rot. Advanced rot due to overwatering will turn roots black, gooey, and will sometimes have a bad odor. This particular plant was rescued before all of its roots were affected. In this case, I was able to simply cut away the two or three mushy roots. If ALL roots were squishy, I would have AGAIN had to cut off the entire root ball and start over.
^ Here we have an ADORABLE baby nubbin. A new, healthy root will be firm and white, with a touch of green or pink. You should be able to bend them gently and they’re usually lightly moist.
^ Remember the first photo of dehydrated roots? This is the same kind of plant with some healthy roots. Note the arrow pointing at the nice, fresh white. This is helpful in judging whether or not mostly dry roots are still capable of taking up water. If you can spot any white, those roots are okay. I ended up leaving about 50% of the roots on this guy.
BONUS! Some examples of different types of roots. The outside two are echeveria and the center is a pachyveria. These needed very little trimming – as you can see, plenty of robust, white roots.
Killian and Emma have to wake up in the aftermath of the Wish Realm.
He hasn’t let go of her hand.
From the moment Gideon’s spell lifted and Hook’s arms wrapped around her: hook into hip and chin on forehead, warmth and leather bleeding through around her singing safe-safe-safe into her skin, he hasn’t let her go.
He kept their fingers clasped as she hugged her father, as she held her son. He walked with her to thank August, standing silently beside her metal warming under her grasp.
It’s not like she’s in a huge rush to let him go either.
Where did you get your mercy wig from? It looks amazing! ❤
My (new) wig started life as a Morpheus lace front in titanium from Arda Wigs. I want to have a more natural look for my Mercy wig.
I had to wrangle the shit out of it to make it work. (Including adding TONS of longer wefts to get length in the pony tail.) Still need to spike stuff up a little and trim the length, but it’s almost done.
I know this may be a little controversial to some, but Bones needs to get his nails trimmed again soon. I cannot spend the money to have the vet do it for me again. Getting hands on and being able to physically handle my rabbit is one of the areas where I have admittedly slacked as an owner.
He doesn’t seem to like it too much, but I have been acclimating him to being handled by me more. I think it’s actually making our bonding a little bit better. Yes, he’s mad immediately after I place my hand over his head and on his behind to pacify him enough to let me examine his claws up close without struggling. He doesn’t like when I put my hand underneath is chest and paws to stand him up. But those few foot flicks haven’t stopped him from spending time under my desk when I’m working or studying and following me to the other side of the room if I need to go there.
While I’m at this, I’ve also been practicing picking him up and holding him, and rewarding him with treats afterwards. No carrier. No vet visit. Just being picked up for a few minutes, being pet, maybe even sitting down; and letting him go after a minute to receive some papaya. He’s gotten a lot better with it. if I sit down on the bed with him, I don’t even restrain him. I’ve been doing it on “you’re free to go whenever you want” terms. He’ll stay to be pet, but as soon as I stop he’ll casually walk onto the bed. He clearly doesn’t like the being picked up part, but he doesn’t FIGHT like he used to. And in a way, he IS enjoying the extra engagement.
I think every rabbit owner needs to commit some time to doing this. I know the general consensus on bunblr is usually “don’t do it unless you need to,” and a lot of info I studied when I first became an owner advised against it, but really, your vet will probably really appreciate it! And who knows, every rabbit has a different threshold for handling, and I’d advise that you never let your guests do it(unless your rabbit is a freak that loves it) but if you can acclimate your rabbit to this, you just might find that they enjoy the comfort of sitting in your lap being pet gratuitously. Rabbits like to be treated like royalty. And like royalty, they might not be so keen on being handled. But there’s a time and place for it, and you and your rabbit need to both be trained for it.
I made a base out of foam sheets that was shaped like a grain silo. I disassembled FOUR wigs (this wig to be precise) by first cutting the tops off of all of them (the top is the semicircle with lacy wefting that looks different from the rest of the wig) and then going through 3 of the 4 bottom halves with a seam ripper. i separated the wefts from the wig entirely. i left 3 of the tops as-is and disassembled the 4th one with the seam ripper because i needed more wefts.
i reassembled them in the following way:
as SOON as my bald cap arrives i will be finding a way to have the ochimusha look underneath the wig. for now, i do this and plop the wig cylinder on top:
(i just bobby pinned the bottom half of one of the wigs to my wig cap)
ok yeah so like i said its a big grain silo. the only thing is that i cut out the hairline so that it wasnt just a straight line around my entire head. then i took the wefts and hot glued them on in a spiral all up the dome. each row of the spiral whould be like 1/2″ above the previous one. it is important to start your spiral right at the bottom of the dome, or else it wont blend with the ochimusha hair. at the top, i glued the 3 wig tops on bc i was lazy. idk its probably be better to disassemble 2 of them and continue spiraling but honestly??? i was lazy. here is the half-done pic
4 wigs was JUST enough to cover the 13″ dome. its kinda wobbly but if u make it snug against ur head its not so bad. it also wants to bend in on itself a bit sometimes so i wouldnt make it any taller without more support. it needed only a little bit of trimming before it was styled p nicely. the top was super fluffy so i had to gel that naruto-ass bitch down
There are a few programs available that help distribute donated second-hand binders:
In A Bind – Started in 2012, to date In a Bind has provided safe compression garments to over 1500 youth in need. Trans* masculine and genderqueer youth living anywhere in the USA can apply to receive a free binder. In a Bind depends on donations. Recently had top surgery? Go up or down a size? Find a style that works better for you? Donate those binders you’re no longer using!
MORF Binder Exchange – Since February 2011, MORF has been providing free binders to trans* masculine people in the UK and around the world. The free scheme (all you pay is the postage) has so far redistributed hundreds of binders. In 2014 alone, over 280 binders were sent out.
T-Kingdom (I have one of these and it works so well, but they’re a little pricey welp!)
Underworks (as a bonus they also carry compression bottoms too which I don’t see a lot of places)
GC2Byou can also get them free through in a bind, though I think you have to be under 20 to qualify.
Also don’t get the $5 binders off of ebay; those will heck up your ribs and they’re not even comfortable.”
If you can’t get a hold of a binder or sew your own, here are some tips.
This can be super useful if you’ve already bound your chest and you still have some visible chest tissue, or if you don’t own anything to bind with. It’s not hugely effective if you have a large chest, but hey. Better than nothing. A tight sports bra or undershirt under one or two larger shirts (button up shirts hanging loose, particularly ones with pockets on the chest are great for this) can make your chest look dramatically smaller.
Sports bra method.
If you own a couple of sports bras at home, try this out sometime. A tight fitting sports bra can totally flatten a small chest, and for those of us who are a bit bigger, try layering a couple. If you wear one bra normally and a second one backwards, it can be even more effective. There’s a few guidelines to follow, though! Try not to wear bras that are more than a size too small- they might fit tighter, but they can be super damaging. And if they’re particularly tight, don’t wear them for too long! I keep to a rule of 8 hours tops.
This is a thick, kinda rubbery material. Like wetsuits. Actually, exactly like wetsuits. You can buy back braces and the like made out of this that will work for chest binding too. Just do them up under your arm to hide the Velcro, combine with a loose shirt and you’re good to go. You might need to trim it a little bit to fit, but it’s easy enough to do!
Athletic compression shirts.
A number of athletic apparel manufacturers make performance garments called “compression shirts.” These shirts are very tight fitting, and are usually made from Spandex, Lycra, or similar stretchy material. Compression shirts are designed to aid in muscle recovery, and often have excellent moisture wicking properties. Companies like Underarmour (www.underarmour.com) and Sweat it Out (www.sweatitout.com) make compression gear for athletes.
The pantyhose method
Stockings and pantyhose with a ‘control top’ can be converted into a super cheap binder. They’re not the most comfortable or effective things but when you’re stuck, it’ll help. Just trim the legs off, and cut a hole in the crotch for your neck- and voila! You might need to layer these, too, to make them more effective. Keep in mind that this isn’t the safest method, and try not to do it for long, but it’s good for an emergency.
Be. Safe. With. Binding.
Don’t give me a reason to worry about you, omg.
I love you all and I don’t want anything happening to any of you.
If you have any other questions, feel free to
ask one of us.
I hope you have a lovely day, thank you for
existing and please stay safe.
Every time Charles wakes up, he half expects Erik to be beside him, because their togetherness has been so inconsistent.
He never knows when, out of the blue, Erik is going to show up in his bed, exhausted. Dark circles under his eyes, his hair all mussed up and in need of a trim, his hands gripping the sheets a little more desperately than usual.
He never knows if he’s going to wake up to sad eyes watching him sleep, waiting for him to wake up.
He never knows if he’ll wake up to soft kisses and whispered apologies from a man who’s climbed through his window again.
He never knows if he’ll wake up to the bed dipping under Erik, sitting on his bed, hands clasped in his lap, head bowed, almost like he’s praying for Charles’ forgiveness.
He never knows which of these times will be the last. It could be any of them. It could’ve even have already passed him by.
Yet another fashion-light episode, pals, but this one at least involves Lieutenant Reginald Barclay, whose facial expressions are worth at least half a teal leather beret:
Barclay Expression #147: Sweaty Fearstonishment
The main thrust of this episode is that the Enterprise is investigating another ship, the Yosemite, and the transporter is being weird because of the classic “disturbances in the plasma field.” Four of the crew members seem to have disappeared, so the away team is sussing it out.
The opening shot of this episode is pretty dope:
I might buy a van just so I can airbrush this on the side
Ruby’s hair kind of reminds us of the stuff you’d see in 80s jazzercise videos. Max headband, max foof. Ruby’s hair is also a flipping color that doesn’t exist, so this wig went through a lot of stages. This originally started as a copper-toned Arda Glinda, which was dyed to a darker crimson-black. To make the crimp waves, we then braided it, boiled it, and then combed everything out into a suitable rage fluff. Needs a little more trimming, but it’s pretty much ready for Otakon!
So the leather is now wet and shaped. I have them all taped down to let them dry in place so they remain exactly how I want them. It all fit together perfectly. Only a little trimming needed I think. WISH ME LUCK. #cosplayprogress #cosplaywip #cosplay #leatherworking #leather #wonderwoman #wonderwomanmovie #wonderwomancosplay
AKA First Date 1.5 TO BRACE FOR OUR DESTROYED HEARTS WHEN ECHO VII MAKES IT WAY TO PUBLIC VIEWING I dedicate this to deadcatwithaflamethrower and norcumi. Norcumi because she lead me to the post that inspired it, and Flamethrower because… well bribing the resident master of sith repetition hypnosis and blood magic in e-documents/ao3 stories just seems like a good idea. (Also they are terrible enablers who enable. And also much more amazing than me CHECK IT)
This took ages for me to write just because I had to go back through my fics to see which sentences I was most proud of, lol. Thank you for sending in these asks!
1) Describe yourself how you would describe a character you’re introducing.
Standing at a mere five foot seven, Luke Black didn’t often draw much attention to himself. His body shape was more pear-like than he cared to admit, and he had a big caboose, an abundance of “junk in his trunk.” But he loved his hair and loved expressing himself with vivid, wild colors. He kept the sides and back shaved short, and the top just long enough to swoop to the left in a wave currently colored a fading blue. He was a little in need of a trim and a new color, and he hoped to get that soon.
He struggled with self-confidence but had been doing better of late. Writing meant the world to him, and he’d been having a wonderful streak of writing inspiration. He began to branch out and attempt to interact more often with his followers. He wanted to be a more active participant n his fandom world, and he was inspired by some of the bloggers he followed.
6) First fic/pairing you wrote for?
Omg, okay, so I was, uh, in sixth grade, and there was this show called High Tide that starred Rick Springfield and Yannick Bisson as brothers Mick and Joey Barrett. It was set in San Diego, and Mick was an ex-cop who started a private investigator business with Joey.
I don’t even remember the plot of the fic but the brothers were surfers in their spare time on the show, and my self-insert character (aged up appropriately to be the same age as Joey) was in love with Joey. I think my character got kidnapped and the brothers had to save me. I remember a kiss, and also letting one of my teachers read it. He told me it was good! I was hooked on writing from then on.
19) Why did you start writing?
Welp, I’ll admit it. I started writing to hook characters based off me with my fave characters, cough. Ask me about my Star Wars OC Andorra Kenobi one day, cough cough.
Since then, my reasons for writing have evolved into wanting to add to shows and movies, wanting to create missing scenes or fix things I think are wrong (certain people dying, omg). Also, uh, smut. I’m shameless.
20) 4 sentences from your work that you’re proud of.
I’m on mobile, so I can’t link to my fics right now. But I’m on AO3 as ibonekoen if anyone’s interested
▪ She bends over a little farther than necessary when she sets the shot glass and bottle on the table, and he’s too much of a gentleman to not ogle what’s given to him.
- Hot Damn
▪ Lucas had been a powder keg and Adam a spark, and their passion had exploded more spectacularly than a Guy Fawkes Night fireworks display.
- Powder Keg and Spark
▪ She was destruction and chaos performing an elegant dance, and Vision felt something in him stir.
▪ (this is technically more than one sentence but it’s only a 27 word drabble, and I am ridiculously proud of it)
She peers into his eyes; he feels fingers tiptoeing through his brain.
The ice melts, small droplets of condensation at first, then rushing into rivulets until–