#binding commitments

[minnesotafollower]

How Trump Sees the World     

“It’s clear that the concept of a ‘rules-based international order’ is anathema to Mr. Trump. After all, following rules may force you to do something you don’t want to and may impose short-term costs on your country. Mr. Trump seems to think the current rules don’t promote America’s long-term interests.” “His aim, it seems, is to maximize his freedom of action at all times. This explains why he…

[runawaymarbles]

Fanbinding(ish): Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, by Lewis Carroll

You've heard of the quarto-legal. Now get ready for the...

Quatro Legal

(ramen for scale.)

Okay. So. Context. For understandable reasons, people regularly say "quatro" when they mean "quarto," when talking about page size. (It's what it sounds like: a quarto is a quarter of a page.) @mourningmountainsbindery @zhalfirin-binds @ficcinghell and I were wondering what a "quatro legal" would actually look like, and decided it would have to be four legal sheets in a 2x2 grid.

So this book is 28" tall, and 17" wide.

I printed it on a large format printer a friend of mine was kindly willing to give me access to, and it's folded accordion style--looks like this when it's fully extended:

and the covers are chip board, though if I did it again I'd shell out for proper davey board, because I ended up spending way more time on the cover than I'd planned.

Here it is at the @renegadeguild retreat, with @mourningmountainsbindery's quarto legal, for scale:

Process pictures and videos under the cut.

So the first question was, how to get the cover on. Because PVA dries fast. I didn't want to use paste, because I was afraid the water would fuck up the boards, but in the time it would take to get glue on the whole board, the first glue would have already started to dry.

The answer:

dumping some glue onto the board, and slowly unrolling the fabric while my girlfriend frantically went ahead with a silicone scraper. So basically, curling.

For decoration, the first thing I knew I wanted to do was make a glow-in-the dark cheshire cat, so I started off by putting lines of masking tape up next to each other, drawing the design on with a sharpie, and then cutting on said lines to make a stencil. I then thought the cover looked a little empty, so I added the title. (Intermittently adding additional layers of glow in the dark paint.)

Then I peeled the tape off and the edges were a little wonkier in places than I'd hoped for. So, obviously, I had to do an outline. And I had all this imitation gold that I'd failed to make work on the page edges of my Good Omens bind, so obviously....

This also ended up requiring a ton of touch-ups: I just did the gilding adhesive directly onto the book cloth, which isn't the recommended method but I didn't trust my ability to keep my hand steady enough for primer. I did have to do two layers. (Pictured above is a bit of gilding adhesive waiting to be dry enough to put more gold on. It takes half an hour or so, and then the sealant that goes on top takes 4 hours to fully cure. So I did not do this on every single letter, though I considered it for one insane second.)

The endpapers are butcher paper a teacher friend kindly stole obtained for me. Getting them on required another frantic glue fest, with the assistance of @eebeesee, who was very nice about it.

Obviously, it was too big for the press. So here it is under a piece of chipboard, the glass top of the coffee table (surprisingly heavy,) 50lbs of dumbells, and then, for good measure, my actual book press plonked on top. Also required the assistance of eebee because keeping all of that aligned was kind of a four-arm operation.

The chipboard still warped a bit because, again, it's chipboard.

Eventually I'm going to make an actual quarto legal with the same cover so it can be compared to its mini-me.

[bluebabysno1fan]

daily blue baby #390

[s2pdoktopus]

Something's deeply wrong with the fictional older siblings...

[wisdomcaster]

“You look a wreck, professor,” he teased, running a hand up and down Gale’s chest.

Gale just smiled back at him, too much adoration in those soft brown eyes for Astarion to handle, but he couldn’t look away. “Says the man with his lipstick smudged,” he countered.

“That’s because you’re wearing half of it.”

-Only Bought This Dress So You Could Take It Off (I Don't Want You Like A Best Friend) by wolfiewrites

Yes hi hello, I'm bad at captions, but have art!! and go read this fic!!

[macabrecat]

Since Easter is almost here, how about an Easter themed image I made a couple years ago before I got a Tumblr account?

Here we have a handful of indie game characters having fun doing Easter stuff like: Easter Egg dyeing / coloring, Easter egg hunting, Easter decorating.

Here are the Guests:

* Lazarus (The Binding of Isaac)

* Pizza (Chicory: A Colorful Tale)

* Eggabell Batternugget (Bugsnax)

* Noisette (Pizza Tower)

* Bendy (Bendy & The Ink Machine / The Dark Revival)

* Turnip Boy (Turnip Boy Commits Tax Evasion)

Bendy [Bendy & The Ink Machine / The Dark Revival] (C) The Meatly Games / Kindly Beast

Lazarus [The Binding of Isaac] (C) Edmund McMillen / Nicalis

Turnip Boy [Turnip Boy Commits Tax Evasion] (C) Snoozy Kazoo / Graffiti Games

Noisette [Pizza Tower] (C) Tour De Pizza

Eggabell Batternugget [Bugsnax] (C) Young Horses

[dotchi18]

The 'Real' Petal

(I've been listening to 'Open the Door' over and over for months thinking about this, and decided to write a oneshot at 3AM in one shot.

This is loosely based on the 'That's Not My Neighbor' game featuring one of my favorite Yandere Simps, Leumin, because I may be cringe, but I am free.

So, here's TNMN!AU/50s!AU

Leumin Holiday was created by @hime-bee )

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Leumin didn't really pay much attention to his neighbors.

In a world where anything could happen to you when you were in the outside world, getting close to your neighbors would likely earn your head getting ripped clean off your shoulders should anything happen to them.

Sure, he knew them vaguely by their faces, but that was more out of self-preservation than any real care about them or their lives.

Go to work as a Florist, Go home.

Work, Home, Work, Home, Work, Home.

Maybe go to the store and have a little chat from going completely insane with his Book Club friend Seal.

But life was pretty listless, it was a wonder to him how some people could grasp human connection at all.

It was so draining and bled so much out of him, that when he first met her, he just kind of felt relief.

There was no wondering if a monster would come and take someone away from you if you already knew they were a monster.

It had been pouring, the sky above dim despite the slight warmth causing a humidity in the air, and very few people were outside.

Stationed behind the counter, Leumin leaned against it as he waited for his shift to simply end.

The likelihood of anyone coming in at all was slim at best, at this point there was nothing to do when he had done all of the chores earlier.

It was when he looked down to take a sip of water that a hooded figure rushed into the shop, the bell chime clanging at the force as the figure moved to the side, staying close to the window as they crouched to shrink at the very edge.

Immediately straightening up, Leumin reached to the bat tucked under the counter.

It was strange to him how more people didn't do such a thing, and seemed even offended if you carried a weapon around them.

If more people were more cautious, the doppelgangers probably wouldn't be such a problem, after all.

Walking over, he noticed the figure was watching someone else outside, trembling.

He glanced outside, and noticed from the bright red hair that it was someone that was from his apartment complex.

Not many people had hair like her after all.

Which made it all the more alarming when he saw the exact same curls falling from the hood.

Gripping the bat tighter, he kept a good distance, on guard, but also noticing the trembling.

" Can I help you?"

The figure froze before looking over to Leumin.

It was almost comical, the way the creature had shoddily slapped together the eyes, nose and mouth of his neighbor, but it was in such a way it was like he was looking at a Picasso painting.

It caught him off guard, that and the tears that were running from it's weirdly placed eyes.

" I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry-" The creature croaked as it covered it's face, " I'm trying, I'm trying."

Keeping his distance still from it, the young man shifted, bangs still covering his eyes as he looked from the creature to the window and then back.

What the hell was even happening here?

" Don't kill me, please, I'm just-" The creature sniffled and coughed.

" Take a breath." Leumin couldn't help but feel a bit bad, the creature shuddering with sobs.

It was hard to think of taking the life of something that was acting like a lost child.

The creature took another shuddering breath before focusing more on him, looking back to the woman whom was long gone before back to him again.

" ..."

The silence was awkward before the creature moved to stand, " I-I'm going to go..."

" Looking like that?" Leumin couldn't help but voice, gesturing vaguely at their face, " Uh... You sure?"

The creature seemed a bit more upset as it reached up and actively pushed at their features, trying to fix them, " I'm sorry... I-I tried to copy this woman... but her features were b-blurry from the rain..."

" Mm... Yeah." Leu looked around the street before back to the creature, a few beats passing.

' Fuck it.'

Deciding life wasn't that worth it, he moved to it, the creature flinching before he offered his hand, " Come on, let's fix it."

" H-Huh?"

" Your face. It shouldn't look like that." His words were blunt, but the creature didn't seem to mind, tentatively reaching their own hand to him, Leumin noted that they had to remember to put fingernails on their hand.

" Th-Thank you..."

-.-.-.-.-.-.-

By the end of his shift, Leumin had helped the creature craft their face in the back of the flower shop, thanks to a few pictures the owner had that could help them with composition.

A lot of it was based on memory, though he couldn't for the life of him remember what color his neighbor's eyes were, the color faded and watery on the creature's face.

" What's your favorite color?" The creature asked as they watched him.

It caught him off guard, so he took a beat before answering.

" Lilac."

It was then the creature closed their eyes, and when they opened them, the lilac color stared back at him.

" Thank you."

He felt his heart flip in his ribcage, his cheeks growing hot.

Why did they...???

" Do you have a name?" He asked as he stared.

" U-Um, I call myself Dotchi." The creature answered, scratching at their cheek with one of their new nails.

No, not the creature.

She didn't do anything wrong.

" I'm Leumin." He offered a hand to her, letting her shake it, this being the actual first time they touched as he wrapped his fingers around her hand tighter.

This world was fraught with danger, but she wasn't going to be one of the ones experienced it, because technically she was the danger.

But she didn't seem like she would hurt anyone.

Delicate like a little Petal...

And then it came to mind.

Curfew.

It was one of the things implemented to help keep the citizens safe, but it meant that anyone after a certain period was treated with immediate suspicion.

He could hide her in the back of the Flower Shop for a while, but considering she wasn't very good at human interaction much at all, and that people are checked at the door...

It was a kill or be killed world out there, he would have to make do for her.

[turnipstan87]

my little buddy and my precious baby

[kanic0]

LoTR people help me out rq-

I’m doing a project currently rebinding all the LoTR books and drawings characters for the covers. So far I have Frodo (fotr) and Aragorn (rotk) but I don’t have anyone for the two towers-

I was thinking Éowyn or Pippin&Merry but I’m not exactly sure! any input would be great though!

[waugh-bao]

[daveyfvckingjacobs]

should I make my phone tlb themed

[neverlearnedtoread]

Uprooted

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐; my favourite kind of fantasy - classic fairytale with a side of 'dont worry about the details' and 'you gotta believe in the heart of the cards!'

Oh?? 👌😉😏

a really sharp, quick-witted, and willful female protagonist going 'fuck it!' every few chapters or so and doing something crazy (crazy fun) to drive the plot forward, off a new exciting cliff

a soft magic system that really shows off in the best light what makes soft magic systems so valid. its all about the metaphors!! you have to measure the chocolate chips with your heart!!!

nature is so magical and beautiful and deadly. specifically if you treat trees bad they will form a sentient vengeful forest to raze your civilization to the ground and salt the earth with your bodies

kasia. i love an atomic blonde unkillable bad bitch with the strongest queerplatonic vibes with her best friend from birth

a CLASSIC grumpy 'beastly' male love interest. he seals himself away in a lonely tower, makes girls hang out with him for 10 years at a time, and unironically calls himself 'the Dragon'. he even has the audacity to be offended that everyone thinks he's creepy!!!!!!

No.. ❌🤢🤮

if you like having explanations for how magic works and any semblance of a hard magic system in your fantasy, put this book back. 'round here we operate on Vibes Only, babey!!

similarly, if your love language is words of affirmation and/or you think that fanfic-style romance plotlines should stay in fanfic, this romance is Not For You. this is not a judgment, only a warning

Summary: Agnieszka loves her home in her little village in the valley - you know, except for the evil forest simply known as the Wood that's been around as long as there have been people in the valley, with terrible creatures and sentient walking trees. And the century-old wizard known only as 'the Dragon' living in the tower overlooking their land, who takes a young woman every ten years to serve him. But what Agnieszka dreads the most is that her best friend, Kasia, will be chosen next, and that Agnieszka is helpless to save her. Until the day of the choosing, when the Dragon picks Agnieszka instead.

Concept: 💭💭💭💭 I've never gotten along that well with a book blurb, but this one does its damn job - gives me enough plot premise to get me interested without giving it all away, and doesn't make me feel like I've been lied to once I start the book! some stories really don't do what they say on the tin, or take ages to get there at all, but Uprooted starts off exactly at the spot the blurb said it would - with a girl, in a valley, scared of a terrible wizard, about to be whisked away to a tower.

Execution: 💥💥💥💥💥 This story is EXACTLY what it says it wants to be, down to the cadence of the prose - a Polish folklore-inspired fairytale. The rhythm of Novik's narration even fits right - one day I'll get the audiobook for this and get to hear it the way I read it in my head, like a grandmother's bedtime story with twists and eddies and crescendos at the all the right bits. I was in love with the aesthetic of every character, they fit perfectly into the backdrop of what this story was.

Personal Enjoyment: ❤❤❤❤❤ This book aligns to my tastes much the same way An Enchantment of Ravens does, and shares of lot of the same elements without ever feeling derivative - smart girl meets magic boy, causes all kinds of irreversible political upheaval, and lives happily ever after being just as they are - a Girl with The Audacity. its a tale as old as time, and i'll hear it told just as often

Favourite Moment: you know its a good book when you really can't choose a favourite moment - one that comes to mind is agniezska choosing to save sarkan from being grafted onto the heart-tree in the Wood instead of setting fire to it. the 'fuck it!' energy agniezska brings to her moments of crisis is SO good, plus the motif of her always reaching out to sarkan to cast magic together - 'hey real quick, cast a spell with me while you're being pulled into an evil magic tree trying to twist your magic and life force against us. couldn't hurt, eh?' and then it WORKS

Favourite Character: now yall know i love a sarkan-esque character - pathetic wet cat men who are so offended by their own squishy feelings are a great time! and kasia is SO bad bitch extraordinaire, her and agnieszka's love for each other literally makes the plot go - every time, every time without hesitation she puts herself as the last thing standing between agnieszka and the Wood. but agniezska herself is really Something. the way she uses magic, her connection with nature and her refusal to be anything else than what she is - a grubby young woman who wields kindness as her weapon against the world, who holds onto her humanity with both hands and teeth - she shapes this fairytale to be the story she wants it to be, one of connection and empathy. and im still thinking about her introducing the lord of the whole valley to her mother 🤣 power move!!

[zerosconsort]

I love making paperwork that only like, 3 people are going to actually see....

[egg24108]

bad habits are sustainable if you accept them and work with them instead of hoping you'll fix them the next time they're prompted (because you probably won't)

[turnipstan87]

Daily Turnip Boy #537

[beyblade-e]

Benkei buys Kyoya a binder so he stops using bandages like a dumbass. 20 minutes later he goes to check in on him he's hunched in front of a mirror in the binder hot-gluing bandages to it.