#Embroidery Puzzles

[techdriveplay]

New Indie World Showcase Reveals Varied Line-up of Games Coming to Nintendo Switch in 2024

During a new Indie World presentation, Nintendo showcased a vibrant line-up of games from independent publishing and development partners that will be heading to Nintendo Switch throughout 2024. Among many highlights, the video revealed that SteamWorld Heist II, the latest entry in Thunderful’s popular SteamWorld franchise, will be launching for Nintendo Switch on 8th August. This new turn-based…

[diprima]

Victorian-Inspired Embroidered Puzzle Purse, 2023 (ink and cotton and silk embroidery on kona cotton)

The puzzle purse is a form of itogami, the origami of folded purses. In the late 18th and early 19th centuries, the puzzle purse became a popular form for love notes and Valentines because they could hold little trinkets (rings, miniatures, locks of hair) and did not require an envelope to seal. This one is reimagined in cloth: the embroidery is permanent, but the message can be ironed away and rewritten. A love that lasts because it can be changed and be made new.

[mathysphere]

Introducing the Pi Day Cross-Stitch Connections! A series of 14 NYT-Connections-style puzzles themed around cross-stitch and sewing*!

I'll be posting a new puzzle once every day from March 1ˢᵗ to 14ᵗʰ. You can catch them here (and on Cohost!), and if you'd prefer to be emailed a puzzle every morning, you can sign up for that here.

Feel free to share these with friends who aren't on tumblr, too-- I'll be posting the puzzles on all the sites that I'm on, but I know a decent chunk of puzzle fans are busy leading more enlightened lives off of social media. ;)

*Why are the Pi Day puzzles cross-stitch-themed and not math, you ask? Because I felt like doing cross-stitch ones this year. But who knows? Maybe next year's puzzle set will be math-themed 🥧

[just-a-madrigal]

Coucou want fruit!

Ransom of the Seven Ships

Nancy Drew Embroideries

[carpblu]

Kaksi pienit käärijät on nyt valmis, jee 😊

Edit: of course this was wrong 😅 so let's pretend I wrote this instead: kaksi pientä käärijää ovat nyt valmiita 😃

Same in English: two more done 👍

[the-skin-inthe-bath-is-mine]

Some progress pics of my monstrosity✨

Attempted to mix the houndstooth stitch on front while switching between single and double crochet on the back. The front definitely feels heavier than the back but fuck it lmao. Knowing my luck once I block this thing it's gonna be hanging in all types of weird directions.

[mollymarymarie]

Suggest your weirdest ass hobbies to me. Writing is shit right now, I need a distraction from it (and the rest of life) but I also suck at everything

[pardalote]

Okay okay. I've made some more puzzles of my embroideries now, and I've play tested these and they are fun! I definitely made my first jigsaw puzzle WAY TOO HARD. I learned my lesson.

Play them here: https://www.jigsawplanet.com/pardalote/embroidery

And tell me if you haaaate any of them :D (Apart from Mr.289.piece which is at least 2 hours of time wasting hahaomg so you don't need to tell me about him.)

[bmpmp3]

ive mentioned this before but i really do love my key rat so much. i need to try to reverse engineer how this thing was constructed. i need to know how he was created

[kvietka]

I'm so excited! I ordered a bunch of new puzzles from my favorite puzzle company, Eurographics Puzzles.

The puzzles I got were:

Ukraine - Globetrotter

Beautiful Lake Louise

RMCP Morning Campfire

The Four Seasons (Variant 3) [Alphonse Mucha]

Young Girl in Green [Tamara De Lempicka]

Can't wait for for the art piece puzzles because I love those art styles, and I'm excited for the Ukraine Globetrotter one too because I like Ukrainian history/geography. The other 2 are vintage Canadiana ads (which makes sense considering Eurographics is a Canadian company) which I like because they're vintage style amd because my mom's Canadian so it makes me think of her :) (also helps that the last 2 were on sale!)

[dandyshucks]

counselor arrived with 30 mins of appt time left on the clock and it was actually a really good appt all things considered but im exhausted now shdkdl I'm gonna take it easy the rest of the day and work on the julian plushie i think :3

[mathysphere]

Pi Day Cross-Stitch Connections, Day 1: it begins!

You play by putting words into groups of four based off of some connection-- could be a physical connection, or a linguistic one, or anything. There's no limit on guesses for these, and once you've found all four groups, you win!

[ 2024 puzzles tag ] [ all pi day puzzles tag ]

[diaryofanoldsoul]

02/06/2023

Dear diary:

Today I had a pretty relaxing day. Yesterday I went out with a friend (we had dinner and watched a midnight parade) untill pretty late at night, which I almost never do. So today I slept in until midday.

It wasn't a really productive day, but I don't strive for constant productivity. I'd rather feel happy and connected than burn out trying to be productive all the time. And today I didn't feel my best, so I just took a day off studying for my exams.

I finished a puzzle I was working on. My father gave it to me as a gift and I think it's lovely. I want to put it in a picture frame and hang it in my room.

I also started an embroidery project. I'm not good at it yet, but I'm slowly learning needlework. Hopefully I will improve my abilities with practice.

Today's quote:

"It is no bad thing to celebrate a simple life" - J.R.R. Tokien

[sheltershock]

Does anyone else have like seasonal hobbies? Because over the years you’ve picked up some hobbies, and then years later you pick it up again because you remember it was fun. And it is. But now you have another hobby to work on. But you already have like five on the pile, but now it’s six. And you just don’t have time to work on six hobbies consistently

[novaursa]

Fire meets Ice

- Summary: A short story about how you challenged Cregan to bring more fire into your bedchamber.

- Pairing: velaryon!reader/Cregan Stark

- Note: The reader is the daughter of Rhaenyra.

- Rating: Mature 16+

- Tag(s): @sachaa-ff @oxymakestheworldgoround @daeryna @melsunshine @21-princess

The days had grown colder in the North, though you found Winterfell’s frost to be far less chilling than the unfamiliar silence that often loomed in your new marriage bed. Cregan Stark was a good man—kind, honorable, and fiercely loyal—but his stoicism left little room for spontaneity. He treated you with reverence and gentleness, perhaps to a fault. He was careful with you, as if he feared breaking some delicate piece of Valyrian glass.

You were no fragile creature.

Even on your wedding night, when he had been so careful, so deliberate, you'd thought of speaking your mind but held your tongue. The North’s traditions were far different from what you knew growing up on Dragonstone, and so you let him guide you, hoping things might change in time. Yet as weeks passed, the same pattern repeated—a soft kiss, a lingering caress, whispered words of devotion—and then it was done. A dutiful husband, but not an impassioned one.

It was time to rouse the direwolf in him.

Tonight, as snow blanketed the courtyard outside and fires crackled within the great hall, you awaited him in your chambers. You had sent the servants away early, insisting you needed no help undressing tonight. Draped in deep red silks and black embroidery—colors of both your lineage and fire—you lounged at the edge of your marriage bed.

When Cregan entered, he paused in the doorway, grey eyes drinking in the sight of you. Snow clung to his cloak and boots, the brisk wind having reddened his face. His dark hair, still damp with frost, clung to his forehead. The solemn expression that he wore so often softened slightly at the sight of you, though he masked it quickly, as was his way.

“Y/N,” he greeted softly, his voice gravelly with exhaustion. “Why are you still awake? I’d hoped you would rest.”

You tilted your head, regarding him with a measured look. “I was waiting for my lord husband. Is that so strange?”

Cregan crossed the room, shrugging off his cloak. “No stranger than you sending away the servants,” he replied, his brow knitting slightly. “Is something amiss?”

“Not amiss,” you said, a slow smile curving your lips. “Merely… lacking.”

He turned to face you fully, still standing at a distance, clearly puzzled. “Lacking?”

You rose gracefully, closing the space between you. He was tall—so tall that you had to tilt your chin up to meet his gaze. Your hand came to rest on his chest, feeling the steady thud of his heart beneath layers of wool and leather.

“Yes,” you murmured. “I think it’s time for a challenge.”

“A challenge?” he repeated, grey eyes narrowing with curiosity.

“To keep things interesting,” you clarified, your voice lowering to a sultry whisper. “Here, in our bedchamber. It seems to me my lord husband is far too… gentle for my liking.”

Cregan blinked, clearly caught off guard by your words. “Gentle?”

“Yes,” you continued, stepping back slightly, letting him see the playful fire dancing in your eyes. “The women born of both Velaryon and Targaryen blood are not so easily broken, Cregan. You treat me as though I might shatter beneath you.”

He looked at you carefully, his jaw working, though he remained silent for a moment. Finally, he said, “I would never hurt you, Y/N.”

“And you do not,” you replied quickly, tilting your head again. “But there is a difference between hurting and… taking. Do you understand what I mean?”

Cregan’s grey eyes darkened slightly, though his voice remained controlled. “Are you challenging me to be less of a gentleman?”

A thrill ran through you at the sound of his tone—low, dangerous, the slightest edge of a growl. The direwolf was in there, after all.

“Yes,” you answered boldly, standing your ground. “I challenge you to show me the fire that burns beneath all that Northern ice. Prove to me that I have wed a man of flesh and blood, not a statue carved from snow.”

Cregan’s lips parted, as though he might argue—but something in his expression shifted. That carefully composed mask of his cracked, if only for a moment. He stepped forward suddenly, and before you could react, his hands were on your waist, pulling you against him. The force of it stole your breath.

“You think me a statue?” he asked, his voice a low rumble, his face mere inches from yours. “You think I have no fire?”

“I think,” you whispered, staring up at him, “you’ve been hiding it from me.”

There was no more hesitation. Cregan’s mouth crashed against yours, his kiss searing and demanding in a way it had never been before. His hands tightened on your waist, lifting you with ease as though you weighed nothing. He set you on the edge of the bed, your legs dangling off as he stepped between them, his imposing form looming over you.

You gasped softly against his lips as he broke the kiss, his calloused fingers already working the laces of your bodice with surprising urgency.

“You wanted fire, Y/N?” he murmured darkly, his voice a rasp in your ear. “Then I hope you can withstand the heat.”

A shiver—of excitement, of satisfaction—ran down your spine. This was the man you had married. Not just the honorable lord of Winterfell, but the wolf whose fire could match your own.

“Prove it,” you whispered, challenging him one last time.

And he did.

That night, Cregan Stark proved himself to you not with soft words or careful touches, but with a raw intensity that left you breathless. You had awakened something in him, and in doing so, something in you awakened as well. Fire and ice met, not in opposition, but as equals.

As you lay together afterward, the room filled only with the sound of your mingled breaths, Cregan brushed a strand of hair from your face, his grey eyes softer once more.

“I will never treat you as though you might break again,” he promised quietly.

You smiled, your fingers trailing along the sharp line of his jaw. “Good. I should hate to think my direwolf has no teeth.”

His low chuckle reverberated through the quiet room. “Careful what you wish for, my lady.”

But you had no regrets. Not that night, nor ever again.