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*Married life playing in the background
This idea was probably funnier in my head
Three truly atrocious sketches for embroidery projects. I will have to make a neat version of each before I can start working on them (and buy lots of floss).
They’ll be Christmas presents for my cousins so I’d better start before mid-October if I don’t want to make a stitching marathon and hurst my shoulder three days before the family reunion.
one day taka is super late to class and he starts panicking and mondos like "TECHINICALLY IF YOU GET ON MY SHOULDERS AND I RUN IT'S NOT AGAINST THE RULES" so taka ends up riding ten minutes late into class gladiator style
(or alternative ending where mondo forgets to duck and taka hits his head on the doorway, thus missing the entire class to get stitches)
reblog this rat until staff gets involved
My friend requested a My Neighbor Totoro quilt for her baby. It’s my first finished quilt ever and I’m super proud of it! Took me 120+ hours to finish it. I hope that baby enjoys tummy time and spitting up on it!
The Bakery Witch
She doesn’t even know she’s a witch, she just lives her happy life with her three cats and her bakery, selling the best bread and pastries in town.
She loves singing as she works, a bit of rock, a bit of opera and a bit of everything. The music infuses her pastries with power. People know to buy something from her bakery when they need a little nudge in the right direction in their life, they don’t know why but it seems her bread and pastry can boost one’s day.
There’s the anxious student stopping by the morning of an important exam to buy a chocolate croissant, and the witch sends them away with a kind smile and words of encouragement. They have the best grades of the promotion. Today, the witch was singing ‘We are the Champions’ while baking
There’s the lonely old man across the street wishing he could mend his relationship with his family. The witch always takes time to chat with him when he comes to buy bread. One day he comes in accompanied by a younger woman and two children and introduces them as his daughters and grandchildren. When she bakes mixed seeds bread, the old man’s favourite, the witch always hums songs about family and forgiveness.
After she closes her shop for the night, the witch always gives part of the leftovers to the homeless woman across the street and the rest to a shelter for abused women. When they bit into a cream pastry or a bun, they all feel loved and safe, and all of them end up building a new life for themselves quickly, a life full of hope and laughter. One day, the homeless woman across the street enters the bakery with a bright smile and tells the witch she found a job and a home.
The witch’s reputation spreads without her knowing and, one day just before the closure a man in a smart suit comes in and asks if she can help him break the curse on him. He’sHe was a businessman cursed to age thrice as quickly as normal and die if he doesn’t find love. He’s already tried everything and seen more pseudo-wizard and other sorcerers and he’s heard of the witch’s bakery and how her spells really work. Everyone in town assured him of it. Yet, the witch tells him she doesn’t know about breaking curses and isn’t interested in romance either but she could use some help with the bakery.
Having nothing to lose, the man accepts and becomes her apprentice. She teaches him how to make the bread rise to exact fluffiness, and bake pie crusts to perfection. And all along, she keeps humming and singing, telling her apprentice it’s half the fun of making bread. The man isn’t a very good singer but he picks the habit and makes up for his lack of skill by singing with wild enthusiasm. He’s never had so much fun in his life as he had kneading dough while singing cheesy pop songs or icing cinnamon rolls as he tries to keep up with an opera singer on the radio.
The customers are a bit surprised by the new assistant baker but quickly take a liking to him because if the witch works with him, he can only be a good man, right?
And, two years into his apprenticeship, the cursed man realises he has stopped aging. He’s even starting de-aging now. He doesn’t understand why, he hasn’t found love in all the time he has spent at the witch’s bakery. It’s only when he tells the witch about it that he understand, because she loo at him with raised eyebrows and asks: don’t you love baking? Singing? Making people’s day just a little better with a smile and a kind word?
And the man realises that he has, indeed, found love. He has a job that makes people and himself happy, he knows all regulars of the bakery by name and chats with them, the witch is his dearest friend and he has found a hobby in song (he’s still not great at it but it makes him happy so why stop?) His life is full of love, he just didn’t see it. And maybe, he’s a bit of a witch himself too, because his pastries seem to give people just what they need that day.
Years passes for the witch and her assistant, and their bakery is as popular as always. The anxious student graduated and is in a PhD program (they come before each important milestone to buy a chocolate croissant for the confidence boost), the old man from across the street comes once a week with his daughter and grandchildren, the formerly homeless woman comes to introduce her wife to the witch.
And maybe, one day, the man will meet someone and fall head over heels for them. And they will marry and have children or cats or even a lizard pet because why not. But in the meanwhile he’s in love with his job and lives with his best friend and her cats and, together, they are the bakery’s witches.
Just a little poll to share some of my embroidery ideas and maybe inspire fellow embroidery enthusiasts. Feel free to make one yourself, and tag me if you post the result on tumblr so I can see it.
The difficulty level is largely based on the size of the embroidery. The larger it is, the easier to stitch. I do love a very small and detailed piece (see my Golden Flower Locket) but it isn’t very beginner friendly.
Anyways, all of these are on my to-do list but I already have at least four other projects to start and complete before Christmas so they’re not very high on my priority list. I already embroidered the horse-head banner of Rohan on a shirt I am making so it’s one ticked off on this list but I put it anyways for inspiration. The Doors of Durin (see profile pic) is the first "big" embroidery project I ever made and it was very fiddly with the details because of the small scale of the design.
alright I reflected on the self. I'm 100% sure the beasts are the issue here
Erasermic Doodles 2
Doodles 1 and more
More doodles for your noodles
Also, this is the last bit of backlog I had so until I find some free time to squeeze in some drawing or more random stuff to post, I might be a little silent on the blog.
you gotta be able to say "die"
you gotta be able to say "suicide"
you gotta be able to talk about "sex"
they're uncomfortable topics, YEAH for SURE
because LIFE is uncomfortable. Death and suicide and sex and pain are straight up going to happen. not having words for the way it discomforts you doesn't make it more comfortable, it just makes you less able to reach out about it.
even more vital, you gotta be able to say words like "rape", "abuse", "queer" or "racist". cause we fought fucking hard to name those experiences. to identify "rape" as distinct from "sex" and "racism" as distinct from "acceptable behaviour" and "queer" as distinct from "invert"
like the function of communication is not to minimise immediate discomfort. we gotta be able to talk about stuff that's hard or sucks or causes difficult conversations.
Good morning everybody
I saw pill bugs on here a few weeks ago and really wanted to make my own! The pattern is a bit rough but I hope it works (I tried to get it perfect for like a week before calling it good enough).
Just print out (or copy from a screen) the first page and cut out the pattern pieces. Hopefully the pictures on page two will help but if not I will do my best to answer any questions!
Hope you enjoy and make your own lil isopod friend!
If anyone makes this, I would love to see pictures 💕
I tried to use a limited colour palate and deliberately rough art. How did it turn out? I don’t know. But i went over a week without erasermic so rhgbhrt
Aizawa: We’re speaking Japanese, aren’t we?
Mic: …
War Arc Mic coming apart at the seams and showing his true temper like
The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy.
DAY 15
GIVE IT UP FOR DAY 15
Little purse made out of a fabric scrap to go with my ancient Greek inspired dress. The cord is a woven cord I made with my lucet as a stim. I love weaving things as stims.
And, much less exciting, two 1kg weights I can squish for my physical therapy exercises. It’s just a two rectangles folded in two and filled with the cheapest rice I could find but the pillows took a surprising amount of braincells to figure out…
The good thing is that they double as sensory friendly objects I can squish absently when I need.
I just finished a quick sketch for a new embroidery project and I hope so, so much I will be able to make it. It’ll be a gift to celebrate a friend’s recovery from a long illness but I don’t dare start on the project until I know for sure she really recovered because I’m afraid to jinx her chances at getting better if I take for granted she is out of danger.
Here’s HSTHETE, the 24 hour comic I drew this year! Thanks to everybody who followed along on twitter this weekend as I posted these pages <3
PS: if you liked this, there’s a whole book of these comics available now!
Happy Pride Month y'all!! 💖🧡💛💚💙💜
Glaze is out!
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me, incorrect: everyone is probably sick of me drawing this character by now...
my inner voice, wise: ah, but this cannot be... because I am part of "everyone"... and until I am sick of drawing them... it will not be everyone
me, opening a new blank canvas: ur so right