#I glue and crochet and glue and read and crochet

[leconcombrerit]

How's the wooden house coming along? Can imagine it's taking a while due to all the small detailed bits.

I just ran out of glue and therefore finally picked up my phone. I swear I get way too focused when I start these things, if I could forget to breathe I would.

But it's going smoothly for now! Which means that I haven't yet reached the point where all the micro mistakes will catch up to me and have me looking for a way to make it work anyway. I also discarded some posters that I noticed had Harry Potter written on them, we do not stan terf works in this household.

Here are a few pictures of the ground floor!

It's still so very tiny if only I had some more glue-

[emiliaoleary]

Hooking rugs that look like dogs

Here's how I do it:

The process I use is called rug hooking (not latch hook or punch needle or tufting, though it is the forerunner of the latter two techniques). Rugs are hooked by pulling loops of fabric strips or yarn through the holes of a base fabric with a coarse open weave, like burlap, or linen, or rug warp. The loops are pulled through the fabric with a squat-handled hook whose business end is shaped like a crochet hook.  There are no knots and the loops aren't sewed down in any way.  The whole thing stays put just by the tension of all those loops packed together in the weave of the foundation fabric.

This isn't a true detailed tutorial but a walk-through of my particular process. The same information is on my web page, emilyoleary.com .

I hook with yarn, rather than with cut strips of wool fabric, which is what many rug hookers use.  I can get a looser, more organic distribution of loops with yarn than I could with wool strips, which are hooked in neat lines. 

Mostly I use wool yarn. In terms of yarn weight, I can use DK, worsted, or Aran.  If I'm using thicker yarn, I leave more holes un-hooked; if I'm using finer yarn, I hook more densely or double up lengths of it.  I particularly like using single ply yarns (like Brown Sheep Lamb's Pride or Malabrigo Worsted).  I don't keep count, but I think I usually use around two dozen types and colors of yarn per dog.  

This is my yarn wall in my apartment. Mostly brown and gray yarn!

I start from a small drawing in my sketchbook, then I head to FedEx office to use a copy machine, blowing up the drawing repeatedly and experimenting with how big the dog rug should be. 

After transferring the image onto my linen, I immediately go over it with Sharpie, because the Saral is really difficult to see and really easy to rub off.

The rug is held taut by a PVC quilting frame that I set on my lap.

I push my hook down through the fabric with my right hand and my left hand stays below the fabric and guides the yarn while I pull it up and through with the hook. Not every hole in the fabric is hooked. Hooking every hole would make the rug too dense. I do hook pretty densely, though-- If you pick up one of my rugs you’ll see they have a slight curl to them, which is because they’re hooked pretty tight. I'm using all different weights and types of yarn, so it's a challenge to keep the overall tension even.

I hook my loops at varying heights to create a very low relief. Sometimes I trim the loops to make them fluffier or wispier or to shape a particular part. I look at a reference photo while I work and pull out and redo sections a lot.

My q-snap frame can accommodate the growing dog rug. I have extenders to make it bigger and I can clamp around my hooking.

The back of a rug looks like lines of little stitches. The lines are little worm trails snaking around because lines of hooking are not supposed to cross over each other. It's important to start a new length of yarn rather than cross over a stitch you already made! I read this when I first started and took it to heart. It makes it much easier to undo and redo hooking if you have to (and I redo sections A Lot). It also keeps the back from getting too bulky and resulting in uneven wear on the back of a functional rug that gets floor use.

When I’m done hooking everything I turn the rug over and brush watered-down Sobo glue on the edges of the dog, making sure to get one or two of the outermost lines of hooking. I do a couple coats of this thinned out glue. I'm careful not to use so much that it seeps to the front of the rug. When the glue is dry I cut the rug out, but I don't cut so close that the loops don't have any linen to keep them in.

​ It generally takes me at least several months to finish one dog rug. My hooking frame and yarn bag are very portable (though bulky) so I can hook out and about at coffee shops or the library or a brewery if there's enough space and light.

Hooking in the wild makes me an ambassador for making things in general and rug hooking in particular. I answer people's questions and always emphasize how relatively easy it is to get started hooking. Sometimes I get anxious that other people will hook rugs that look like mine but better, but I think that working in a traditional medium means you should share your knowledge for the good of the craft.

[a-hermit-pining]

Geto as a House Husband

Genre: Fluff Pairing: House husband Geto x Reader AN: I love him. He's so damn pretty. Who should I write next?

Have you seen him? He is mother material. Born to cook forced to slay. Let's say in a different world, you whisk this beautiful man into the domestic bliss of marriage.

Massive cottage core vibes with this one. He is very taken by the idea of not being regarded as a killing machine. Immediately busies himself with the task of decorating your shared home.

Just take this man away. Elope to mountains and save him (hermit begs you).

Wedding planning is another demon. He debates every single decision. Asking you about your preference between white gardenias or white peonies. (You love him and he is too sweet for you to say out loud that you for the end of the world cannot distinguish the flowers)

He creates elaborate flowcharts to compare the pros and cons of different cake flavors, or insists on stress-testing the honeymoon resort's structural integrity with a cursed technique (much to the staff's bewilderment).

Let's not even get into Gojo's best man speech. No one really recovered from that.

DIY projects are his shit. Renovating a raggedy old dresser into a vintage masterpiece is where his magic lies. Let this man cook.

Your home with him is a a whimsical blend of vintage finds and hand-stitched throw pillows adorned with subtle wards against lingering curses. Even the strategically placed spider plants weren't just decorative – they doubled as a natural barrier against negative energy (a discovery that both surprised and amused you).

His transition into a normal 'monkey' life was endearingly awkward, like the time he spent hours meticulously decoupaging a floral pattern onto a chair, muttering about the inefficiency of glue compared to a simple binding spell.

And the day Suguru is introduced to the world of crocheting, your world flips on its axis. The pure look of joy on his face unravels the seams of your heart as he presents you with the mood changing octopus on your birthday.

Weekends with him are craft days. With a classic rom-com in the background as he sits next to you, his hands busy in the dance of needles and yarn. Better even your fingers run through his hair, braiding his hair only to wake up to your husband with perfect mermaid waves next day.

You both are the kind of sickly sweet couple that cause Shoko to gag in cringe during holiday gatherings.

Your husband glows with the simplicity of life. His hands busy themselves with crafts, chores, gardening, never a moment of rest even in the hull of domesticity.

He is your Disney princess that rushes out to refill the bird feeder with the first rays of Sun, hums pleasantly at the sight of a perfectly baked batch of cookies, or paints the most delightful sceneries on your ceilings.

Geto Suguru was made to create. He loves the fresh scent of sheets, experimenting with new flavors of tea, or going down the path of BookTok with Faerie romances much to your astonishment.

It isn't long before, you both end up adopting teeny tiny twins from the local orphanage. Suguru's darling girls he spends his life nurturing.

He took to fatherhood with the same surprising zeal he brought to everything else. His days were filled with braiding tiny pigtails, reading bedtime stories with dramatic voice inflections (complete with a surprisingly convincing rendition of a grumpy troll), and building elaborate pillow forts that rivaled any jujutsu barrier.

And on nights when dreams of a different reality kept him away, you held his hand in yours. Calling your girls for a family sleepover in the living room. That was all it took to whisk the sadness away from your beloved's eyes.

[mystical-one]

Oo..el bobito

progress photos + notes 👇🏻 I was going to put a read more but it just kept messing up the order of images soooo um. 👍🏻

I started out by doing tiny concept sketches of what I wanted my guy to look like, and some rough ideas of potential proportions. From these I picked one, scanned it and printed it out to-scale (23cm head to toe), and used it as a guide when making my patterns and constructing the body.

Each leg has a little pebble in it to weigh it down, as well as the torso :)

After, I made some hands out of Epoxy sculpt. I refined and sanded them twice (once when they were half-dry, and then again the morning after) before giving them a couple coats of paint and blushing them with oil pastels and a brush. I put a little hole in each of them so that I could sew them onto the arms later.

I didn't take any progress shots of the jacket, but I basically eyeballed it and drew out some patterns I thought looked right and cut them out of some scraps from an old cosplay. Since I was working on such a small scale, I chose to glue the seams together and dab a thin line of fabric glue along the raw edges to prevent fraying. The buttons are made of small beads glued to the front.

After sewing the hands on, I began work on the head.

I started by feeding a folded pipe cleaner down the spine of the torso, leaving a length poking out of the top to be stuck through the head as support. I crocheted the base and pulled the pipe cleaner through it before stuffing + closing it, and then folded the wire into the head to stop it from slipping out.

The felting took me a few tries; I couldn't find the right wool colour at first, so after a while I decided to fluff up some of the same yarn I used to crochet the head and use that instead. A few hours of felting later, a little bit of black wool for the eyes and mouth, and it was ready to be blushed with pastels like the hands ^_^

The hair I rooted strand by strand, using small pieces of brown yarn split into 3 strands each and rooted using my felting needle. I worked in an inward spiral, and then filled out any thin areas with the leftover yarn.

Thus was born el bobito <3

[timtamtomme]

GUESS IM STILL ON THET TF2 GRIND--- Ever since I resketched them all in my new style, I have been thinking about ACTALLY designing my merc ocs!! SO I FINALLY DID!! Plus they all share colors, proper, so they look so nice together!! I kina miss their story, so I'll see about exploring that more too.

Of course, to show off their scars and features, I also made a bare version! This will likely double as dress up dolls for future outfits I may make LMAO

Though a couple share names with cannon TF2 mercenaries, their lore and personalities have long since branched off from their canonical counterparts. If you're interested in some details about them, here's a quick mini-bio for each one!! I'm also open to answering any questions about them, because they have at least 6 years of history behind them, haha!

BLU MEDIC ~ Hannes Augesburt

German ~ He/Him ~ Demiromantic Bisexual Hannes is the closest you can get to the 'villain' of the story without looking beyond the mercenaries themselves. He's an egotistical sadist who wants nothing but complete and utter control of his team. He will do anything to win, even willingly replace his perfectly working arm for a far more powerful alternative.

BLU ENGINEER ~ Dallas "Dell" Conagher

American (Texas) ~ He/Him ~ Homosexual Dallas is a nepobaby for sure, only working for BLU because of his father and fathers father's loyalty to the Administrator. Graduating college for the first time at age 15, Dallas is an incredibly intelligent man, but all of that goes out the door when it comes to Hannes. He is extremely permissive and rarely has the guts to talk back or otherwise disobey the Medic's orders.

BLU SNIPER ~ Bernard {>REDACTED<}

French ~ He/Him ~ Homosexual No one really knows who he is or what he's about. Bernard spends most of his time alone doing god knows what; half the time he isnt even in the BLU Base when they're off work. The closest thing he has to a friend is the pyro, who has done what she can to include him in group activities to get him out of his room. The most personal thing she's discovered that he has a knack for knitting and crochet.

BLU PYRO ~ Ana Maria Garcia-Lopez

Mexican-American (Kansas) ~ She/Her ~ Pansexual Ana is a passionate and confident woman. She does what she can to inspire confidence in her team and lend them a hand whenever she can. The glue who keeps everyone together, she is often the first to rebuttal the Medic's commands if she perceives him going too far, though she's gotten a lot more quiet since the introduction of his new robotic arm. She fears what he's capable of.

RED HEAVY ~ Mikhail "Misha" Medved

Russian ~ He/Him ~ Heterosexual The often quiet muscle of the Red team, Misha spends most of his free time reading in the public spaces of the RED Base. He enjoys listening to others ramble and replies infrequently. However, when he feels like he has something to say, he is a loud and boisterous personality who has no shame or fear in his own opinions and humor.

RED SPY ~ Jourdain "Dain" {>REDACTED<}

French ~ He/Him ~ Bisexual An almost complete recluse, Jourdain takes no joy or comfort in interacting with his team; at least, that's what he lets on. Jourdain is a man who's so deeply fearful of getting hurt, that he refuses to let anyone get close enough to have the opportunity, and thus, he only spends time with his team during work hours. He does his job well and doesn't even slack on it, even though he believes it to be below him compared to his old jobs.

RED SCOUT ~ Nora Peterson

French-American (Massachusetts) ~ She/Her (Transfem) ~ Sapphic Bisexual Nora is a loud and proud Bostonian girl who has a love of sports and art. After she dropped out of art college, she needed to make up for the wasted tuition and pay back her mother, so she got a job fast. The first one she could find and paid the most was a mercenary job, though she didn't know what it actually was at the time. Since arriving here, she has settled in well, and soon settled into herself with her transition. Being a mercenary is terrifying at times, but she's felt freer then she has ever felt before.

[shirefantasies]

hiiii, just wanted to say i adore your blog, and i hope you're having a wonderful day! i don’t know if im late to requesting a matchup, but if you’re still doing them, im 5’9”, bi, ace and female. I’ve played the viola for almost a decade now, even though i hate performing due to stage fright, i LOVE to read, mostly fantasy and mystery, and am a massive art history and architecture nerd. i collect house plants and knit and crochet for fun. i’m pretty shy but once i get out of my shell i am extremely sarcastic yet cuddly lol.

-🪴

Nope, they’ve been opened up! Hope you like The Hobbit because I match you with…

Bofur!

Performing your viola in a tavern, you can’t help noticing the eyes of one particular patron stuck to you like glue. Puffing on his pipe thoughtfully, he maintains an intense, beckoning gaze your entire performance. When the keep tells you you’ve a drink from a guest, there’s not a single doubt in your mind it’s from the bloke in the hat. A spike of nerves runs through you- that had been one of your first performances with an audience, and having any sort of reception only heightens the self-awareness you're trying to avoid.

Accepting your drink, you nod a thanks at the hatted patron, who naturally heads your way. "Never seen you here before," he remarks. "And you may not much still," you shoot back, "I needed a spare bit of coin, but I did not visit this town to perform." "What did you visit it for?" "To study some of the neighboring towns and help repair them. What I have always really wanted to be is an architect." Whistling, the dwarf gives a big smile, one that tells you exactly how blown away he is. "By my beard, I didn't know I was in the presence of a genius. Well, here's hoping I'll see your designs one day!" "Oh, I have some with me, did you want to-" "Bust 'em out, lassie!"

Bofur, as it turns out his name is, ended up being quite the fun company. Perhaps, you consider, you will return to that tavern after all. As it is, your work carries you deeper into town, or rather you should say its ruins. Burnt as the buildings are, though, your scans and sketches give you a good sense for the overall style and structure of the place once called Dale. A team of dwarves awaits your sketches of one of the larger complexes, accepts them, and you move on. One structure stands out to you immediately, the cutest, coziest little place tucked away at the side of a dilapidated marketplace. "Whose is this?" You ask the dwarf builders. One sets aside one final stone on the cart he is loading to reply, "That would be one of ours, actually, lass. Three fellas from the Lonely Mountain bought that one. Plan on putting in a toy shop, they said." Your heart is beyond moved. "I want to design it." "What?" "I want to design it. Can I speak to them?" Nodding, the dwarf shrugs. "Why not? Not sure what they have in mind. I'll send for them."

What are the odds that they bring forth Bofur? Grinning and still in that hat, the dwarf introduces you to his cousin Bifur and his brother Bombur. No strong family resemblance, but the three of them are clearly thick as thieves. Bofur himself begins talking up your skills immediately, calling you a master architect and a viola virtuoso to boot and making you giggle. He shows you some of their little pull-alongs and wind-ups, bringing further smiles to your face and compliments to your lips. “See?” He says to the others, shooting you a wink. “She’s even got good taste.”

They all unanimously love your vision for the shop and even help out with rebuilding, so you get quite close to the entire plucky little trio. You almost refuse all the payment they offer, giving you money for your design efforts as well as a cut from the crocheted dolls you’d let them sell. Your shelves were getting full from your hobby, after all. Each dwarf gets a handmade gift as well: thick, warm gloves for Bombur’s mining trips, a bag for Bifur to carry his supplies in, and a new scarf for Bofur, who throws his arms around you and swears he’ll never take it off. You take it as a joke, but he always seems to have it slung around his neck from then on…

They often let you work quietly, take your time to recharge and just pull you into the occasional question or joke. Thus, you’re certainly not expecting Bofur to sit at your side one day while you work, hemming and hawing and wringing his gloved hands before he finally asks if you’ve ever put much thought into settling down. “Not that a toy shop is all that much excitement, but-” Grinning, you cut him off. “I thought you’d never ask.”

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[littlefluffbutt]

Behold the Beaded Bride!

I consider this my Magnum Opus as I’m not doing this again anytime soon! I did this back in 07-08 (I think) for my mom for Christmas. She was made using the 1901 French Bridal Gown from the Paradise Collection crochet series.

This is the materials and the beginning of the skirt pattern. Yup, you read that right-1000 sequins! (So it’s more sequined than beaded but whatever),Luckily Sis would string stuff for me whenever she got frustrated with homework/her video games.

It’s made in two sections; the bodice:

and the skirt. Both are rather simple; it’s the appliques that make it really fancy. The medallions were crocheted first and the lines of sequins or beads done up separately. Then using the template in the pattern you glued the pieces onto a thin piece of fabric to create the appliques. These you would cut out and glue onto the gown (which is why it hangs funny in places)

The circle medallions are spaced all around the bottom and the edges of the skirt are heavily beaded as well. You can also see the sleeve appliques here.

Here you can see the beaded choker and headdress. I had to redo some of the hanging beads as mice had chewed it! (but thankfully it was easy to fix)

Her veil is HUGE. It’s crochet beaded all along the edge and features another applique at the bottom.

Close up. I love the butterfly here matches the one on her bodice.

Her bouquet! The outer edge has a row of beads ans sequins. The mice ate the ribbon roses so I had to replace them; I like these better anyway. She also had a beaded purse but the mice destroyed it and I’m not inclined to make another one (I’m just thankful it wasn’t anything else!)

It’s been about 15 years and I’m STILL impressed I managed to make this! I hope you enjoyed seeing it:)

[thesweetnessofspring]

i have a few Everlark Post-MJ head canons that I’d like to share!

Katniss and Peeta get to finally act like the normal kids/teenagers they never got to be? Small things like playing out in the rain, reading a bunch of books that were once banned by the Capitol, dancing to music in their living room, and getting into mundane hobbies not part of their typical persona (like I can see Katniss taking up some knitting or crocheting? maybe Peeta could take a hand at carpentry, building small things like birdhouses and chairs)

Once they’re more stable physically and mentally, they add work-out regimes in their daily routines. Peeta, being an athlete in canon, starts to lift weights again and maybe take a few runs around the district once in awhile? He comes back to 12 probably still a lot skinner compared to when he was training for the quell? But he gets all the muscle back in no time, much to Katniss’ appraisal 😉 speaking of Katniss, she’s naturally active in the woods with climbing trees and all that but I do believe she too takes a few runs once im awhile, sometimes with Peeta ☺️

Okay this one is my fave but they love to mess with Haymitch because now that their lives aren’t at risk, him getting pissed at them is just plain hilarious. I can imagine Peeta pulling small pranks on him (as a normal teenage boy does) like doodling on the sides of the newspaper before Haymitch gets to read it at breakfast. When he gets Katniss roped into the pranks tho, they truly become a menace. Drawing on Haymitch’s face while he naps and him not noticing till he strolls into town and someone points it out, they super glue his coffee mug to the table, purposely showing a lot of PDA while he eats because they know it disgusts him, filling his flask with odd (but consumable) liquids 🥲 though, Haymitch also gets his revenge sometimes like by timing the exact moment he knows they’re about to ~get busy~ so he walks in and casually makes conversation while they stare at him in irritation, or stealing Peeta’s freshly baked loaves from the counter when he leaves the kitchen for a bit 😭 also, making a lot of dirty jokes and innuendos to Katniss once he noticed she and Peeta are becoming a lot closer because he knows it pisses her off

Omg I’m so sorry for the long post but I have so many HCs for them! I hope you don’t mind me sending them once in awhile since idk where to really put them lmao

❤️, headcanon-anony

headcanon-anony, I'm honored you would think to send these to me! I love all of these! Especially about how Katniss, Peeta, and Haymitch find little ways to tease and prank each other. Such a found family thing to do and a light way to cope with their trauma through laughter. And Katniss and Peeta taking time to be kids again?! Love it! I think later when they have kids, getting to experience the joys of childhood through them is also very healing and meaningful for them.

[padawansuggest]

Okay. The trike is together. My dad (who used to run a bike shop okay he knows this shit he just used me for my better eyesight a lot cause that’s an issue for him now I’m so fucking glad I have him I would have just cried at it) wants us to get a nice set of washers for the seat itself, a couple more LED lights (I got one recently without even realizing it had a red light setting and dad wants me to get two more of it cause it was on sale) and we need a third reflector for one wheel cause we seem to have lost the backing to one of them and he doesn’t think it’ll stay long if we just glue it. But he also wants Lock Tight glue cause he doesn’t trust a lot of bolts (lmao this man would say it’s fine if it was his but for his kid???? Nahhhhh it could be better).

But that’s okay cause I’m sore from like 3 straight days of Going Places Doing Things, so I’m chill to nap till tomorrow and then get what I can on that list, plus a secondary bike lock. The trike itself came with a lock with keys, but it’s not a GREAT lock so I’m gonna get a super nice one, and use the one it came with to lock the basket in the back of the cart (it came with a grated lid lol) because that way I can go to multiple stores without worrying about my stuff.

Now, I’m gonna get started on crocheting at least 4 bags for the big basket in the back, and one WIDE one for the basket in the front.

Pictures after the read more and if any of you save pics of my inside home I’ll be in your walls.

They wanted us to metal wrap the grates to make the basket but me and dad don’t trust shit lmao this is a zip tie family. First pic is from last night close to when we stopped for the night. I was shocked we were able to do the whole thing next to the front door right in front of our armchairs lol. We did this in relative comfort.

[re-re-redline]

—General Headcanons: Mehmed II—

Foreword: You have no idea how long it took me to center the left and right squares, good grief I never want to do that again. It’s a famous portrait of Mehmed by Gentile Bellini which cropped to get the left and right squares as well as the header and the footer. The header has the nice squares that I put for Constantine’s headers and footers. The middle square is my drawing of Koha-ace Mehmed. I am working on something else to put there because, don’t lie to me, he looks kinda goofy, right? It has been changed! That is my depiction of Mehmed II and I have to say, he’s lookin’ good. But that’s just me, hehe.

On another note…Wow, who knew that working on the same thing would cause my writing abilities to slow down significantly? Definitely learning new things…Thus, I have put myself together and taken the time to work on this! Do trust that it’s definitely getting finished as the idea is way too good not to write about.

Ladies & gentlemen, germs & worms, this list of headcanons is based entirely on the vibes that the two pictures I have of Mehmed from Himuro’s World and what I picked up from looking up the real slim shady. This shit’s being held with glitter glue, popsicle sticks and a dream. Speculation of the highest order here. I’ll probably get proved so wrong when he comes out I am so on that hopium in FGO. While you munch on this, I’ll be working on an addendum for Micheal’s general headcanons and some headcanons concerning how he confesses to you. Then it’ll be Mehmed’s turn for some long ass romance headcanons. I have plans…just need to work on plans. Should I put a ‘Read More on this? It’s about as long as Constantine’s GHcs but shorter than his RHcs…

Regardless of my writing plans, I hope you get something out of this filtered crack of a hcs post.

When he was first summoned, exactly three people (technically two) felt what many would call “a disturbance in the force.” These three (technically two) were Constantine XI and both versions of Vlad III. Constantine was having tea with Miss Crane when he felt a cold chill descend down his spine and he found himself barely able to hold his teacup without leaving a sizable crack in the ceramic. Vlad (Berserker) was working on one of his crocheting projects (a sweater for Jack The Ripper) when he also felt a chill down his spine and dropped his needles. Vlad (Lancer) experienced the same thing except he was in the middle of grilling some excellent sirloin for the boys. Case in point, all three of them wandered around a bit to find the source of this anxiety, somehow bumped into each other, found out that they’re all experiencing the same thing and next thing you know…The trio enters the summoning room to find none other than the man they all hate the most in this world, Mehmed the Conquerer. And that’s when a fight immediately broke out with you and Mash desperately fending off two pissed off Vlads and one bloodthirsty Micheal to keep your level one Mehmed alive all while our favorite sultan is smugly flipping off all three of them and goading them to attack him. Thankfully, Watanabe-no-Tsuna and Kintoki happened to pass by and they both aided you in suppressing the trio. After that, Astraea punished all four of them by forcing them all to write on a chalkboard. She was notably disappointed in Constantine since he’s such a model servant and was one of the few who didn’t have a disruption on their record. The attacking triplet were told to write “I will not kill or maim my teammate, regardless of my history with him.” 45 times and Mehmed was told to write “I will not goad my teammates into killing or maiming me.” 75 times. Needless to say, this is the definitive start to a laundry list of incidents started by our favorite sultan.

After he received his first disciplinary action from the lady justice herself, he soon found himself enamored with the technology around him. Yeah, sure, he knew about developments in tech thanks to the Throne giving him this knowledge pre-packed with his summoning, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to know more. After one month of hard studying on his part, Mehmed went from having a passable understanding of smartphones and computers to being the most tech savvy servant you’ll ever meet. He can type five long ass paragraphs with both his thumbs on his phone in under thirty seconds with near perfect punctuation. He’s jailbroken all his devices and is running Linux on his phone and tablet. He’s talking shop with Odysseus about the logistics and R&D of producing Power Armor for everyone as a thought exercise. With how comfortable he is with technology, one would easily mistake him for a man of the modern era instead of a man from the 1400s.

One has to wonder what our favorite sultan will do with his now extensive knowledge concerning modern technology. First he tried building a ‘Big Fucking Cannon’ (one that he can use separate from his NP) but was denied unanimously by administration. So, what does a guy do in place like this? With the current state of affairs with the world being bleached and all, instead of conquering all countries like he wanted to…why not conquer a new frontier? He put in much the same gusto into studying pop culture and came out simultaneously confused and very intrigued. Both came from how slang developed into its current complex form and the intricacies of it. But nevertheless he came out with an interest in the interwebs and that interest turned into…the next bullet point.

Much to the chagrin of his detractors, Mehmed is a very popular gentleman on the socials. He has a Youtube Channel, he has a Twitch Channel, he has Instagram, Snapchat, Twitter, a Tumblr— he’s got it ‘em all and a huge following to back them it up. He mostly does vlogs, shitposts, and occasionally collabs with Sei Shonagon, Suzuka Gozen, and Osakabehime. Mehmed also does a history stream when the mood strikes him. He’ll either have MSPaint or a browser open as he goes on and on for hours off the cuff about various time periods and historical events he finds interesting. While the live viewers are understandably halved, y‘know ‘cause he’s the guy you watch when you want to see him shoot a mini cannon not relive your world history class, he still finds it to be an enjoyable way to fill a gap in his streaming schedule and an excellent opportunity to debunk the ‘he’s just a dumbass vlogger’ allegations. All this social media stuff is just a way to stave off boredom during his downtime on saving the world. If he didn’t have this then hoo boy, things will start getting really interesting and not in a good way! So please, just hold the camera during battle and make sure to get his good side, you’re doing Chaldea a bigger service than you think you are.

Now. You may have noticed a running theme here so far. Mehmed does quite a bit of studying. At a young age, he was taught by a ton of teachers and picked up on all the stuff they were putting down real quick. The art of studying and his innate curiosity combined to get us the intellectual we have today. It’s said that Mehmed had a strong interest in Greek and Byzantine culture, his collection of latin and greek works of art and literature are a testament to this. Hell, he even had a few portraits done of himself by the likes of Gentile Bellini. Back to his studies, Mehmed is the kinda guy who wants to know everything. If he was offered omniscience and had a strong reason to believe that he’d actually receive it, then Mehmed would have a VERY difficult time passing an opportunity like that up. Ultimately, he’d decline for two reasons. One, only god should have that kind of knowledge, humans aren’t meant for that. Two, he’d much rather earn that level of know-it-all instead of cheesing the system. The joy Mehmed gets from having that aha moment when he realizes that he’s fully grasped something is unmatched. He lives for that shit. Oh and something that miffs him about being a servant is that he just knows by default every language there is. It takes away the potential fun he could’ve had learning a new language. He was really looking forward to learning Korean, you know?

So, in between conquering the hearts of the people and his secret arms projects (c’mon, he’d totally try and build the BFC whether Da Vinci and Gordy allowed it or not), he’s reading up on various subjects that either didn’t learn about in his lifetime or updating his info the stuff he already knows, like mathematics. Many servants and staff alike got severe whiplash from stumbling across Mehmed—resident social media star—taking notes on Combinatorics and Differential Equations. Fun fact, mathematics is how Moriarty (Archer) and him became friends. Mehmed was practicing working with matrices and accidentally fudged a number which Moriarty pointed out as he was passing by. Then a conversation about the best ways to deal with matrices ensued which then turned into a conversation about cool shit like how to financially devastate your enemies. Needless to say, you’ll often see the two of them in a room together talking about…not evil things. Mhm. 100% kosher convos about math. Nothing else. You have the papa seal of approval on that.

Keeping in line with how much Mehmed studies concepts and the world around him, it should be known that this level of inquisition is also applied to the people around Mehmed. Every single member of Chaldea, servant or not, has held at least one full length conversation with Mehmed II. It doesn’t matter if you have low-ranked Madness Enhancement, Mehmed will at least TRY to hold a conversation with you. Obviously, it doesn’t quite stop there. He’ll go through Chaldea’s index and research his fellow servants and their lives along with their abilities. Mehmed has, tucked and encrypted in the darkest depths of his computer, entire dossiers on everyone. From what incidents they started to gossip and beefs involving them. He goes deep. Disturbingly deep. The reason why our favorite sultan has acquired this knowledge is so that he feels more in control. There’s nothing this man hates more than surprises, and Chaldea is chock full of ‘em considering the wide range of servants on deck. He at least wants to be able to predict how his teammates will fuck up so that he can make the save in time, instead of getting blindsided from just believing in them and getting fucked anyways. It’s already bad enough that he’s not the big kahuna here, so just let him have this, okay?

For all the learning he does, you may feel compelled to ask him questions since he seems like he basically knows everything. And you know what? That’s the best decision you’ve ever made. Mehmed absolutely loves proving how much shit he knows AND he loves teaching just as much. Ask him anything you’d like! He’ll answer it to the best of his ability and dumb it down for you as much as he needs to until you get it. He’s already smiling and pulling out the small whiteboard he has on him at all times when he sees you walking up to him with that inquisitive look on his face, he’s already unscrewing the caps to his markers before you’ve opened your mouth; man’s 100% ready to impart his wisdom unto you. The best questions you can ask him are history related questions since that’s his jam and he’ll be barely containing his excitement if you ask about the illustrious history of the one and only Ottoman Empire. He already has your hand in his as he drags you to his room for it so that he can hold show off all the shit has from his time to supplement his lecture. This might go on for so long that you two could be missing dinner and having a sleepover while he goes on and on about the empire he loved and helped grow.

Speaking of being in his room, for all the innuendoes and dirty jokes he makes, Mehmed is the kind of guy who would pull you into his bed and softly tell you to get under the blankets with him, and instead of anything seggs related it’s actually just glow-in-the-dark dinosaurs. He’ll pick one up and tell you facts about it and after he’s done with all 13 of them, he’ll then shoot ideas on how to make real dinosaurs glow in the dark like these ones. It’s pretty cute. Oh, and if anyone walks into this, then the little shit will immediately wrap his arms around your neck and start cooing about ‘how good you were for him’ and ‘how sore he feels’ and other riveting suggestive comments.

One of his favorite ways to spend time with you is watching historical documentaries! Please give it a chance, it’s not as boring as it sounds. Not with Mehmed the Conquerer sitting next to you that is. He frequently pause to give more context, point out neat things they did and—more importantly—absolutely raze them for getting shit wrong. His full name’s not Pablo Picasso, it’s Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno Crispín Crispiniano María de los Remedios de la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz Picasso, dumbass. Get your shit together. You’ll end up learning a lot and your sides will be hurting from how Mehmed goes off on these documentaries. See? Not boring at all. Oh and by the way, his favorite movie is Night at The Museum. Just thought I’d tack that in there.

Vlad and Mehmed do not like each at all. Neither of them want to be in the same room as the other if they can help it. To add onto it, Vlad’s always trying to stealthily take Mehmed out of the picture through some means and it didn’t really bother him until he was nearly poisoned. That’s when Mehmed stopped messing around and nearly turned Vlad into a donut via his cannons the moment his throat started burning. Needless to say that there is a zero percent chance of either of them reconciling or working well together. There’s too much historical bad blood between them and it carried over with a vengeance into their second lives at Chaldea.

Note: If these two get into an argument—which is kinda low since talking takes SO much more effort than killing—then Mehmed will bring up, as a diss, that he fucked Vlad’s brother. Depending on who you ask, this may be true. But regardless, he’ll bring it up and that’s when the fistfight will break out. If you ask Mehmed if he actually did it, then he’ll just wink and say that’s his secret.

As for Constantine… it’s much different. While Constantine hates Mehmed for basically getting him killed and ending his empire, Mehmed on the other hand feels very differently. I implore you to look past the teasing, mean spirited “you’re an old man” jokes and pranks on Constantine for a moment, ‘kay? He’s only doing that shit to act tough and conceal how he really feels. The reality of the matter is that Mehmed actually admires Constantine. It takes balls to run headfirst into your certain doom and it takes a special kind of person to get as far as Constantine did with barely anything to hold Mehmed at bay, and you know what? He thinks that that’s the coolest shit ever. Was it fucking stupid to not accept the deal he gave to him so that he can continue ruling the Morea—you know the place he managed a while ago that really liked him—and be left alone mostly? Yeah. Was it fucking badass? Hell yeah! After Mehmed set foot into Constantinople, he understood why Constantine was fighting so hard to keep the city and he vowed to himself that he’d take care of her. Hence why the name was never changed during his lifetime and long afterwards. It’s why Constantinople became the new capital and was brought from the ground up to greatness. Was the prophecy a big part of it? Yeah, of course it was. That’s how this whole thing started in the first place. But it morphed into something more, and Mehmed really wishes that someday he and Constantine can just have a nice conversation for once about the city they both loved. And maybe… just maybe they both can be friends sometime?

Note: There is a chance for Constantine to reconcile his differences with Mehmed. It’s actually possible! You just need to do the herculean task of getting Constantine to actually talk and be direct about his feelings and what’s bothering him. And if you’ve read the romance headcanons for Constantine, then you know exactly how allergic he is to doing that. You should probably ease him into it by forcing the two of them to work towards the same goal. Like, I dunno… get fucking kidnapped by Douman or something and have those two be your only hope. Trust me, you’ll be saved in the end because Constantine is—unlike Vlad— capable of putting his beef with Mehmed aside for the greater good. And hey, he’ll realize that maybe Mehmed’s not that bad. But y’know, the man to man talk has to happen. And once it does, you’ll soon have two dudes geeking out over the Roman Empire. It’ll be wholesome, but until then, it’ll be a one-sided thing on Mehmed’s end.

To get back into a more lighthearted topic, let’s talk about how Mehmed acts. Man’s not what people expected when they heard that ‘the Father of Conquest’ has arrived at Chaldea. He’s pretty relaxed. There’s not really an aura or a vibe of regality to him at all, he just feels like a normal ass dude to talk to and his usage of modern slang is making it worse. It’s definitely a conversation to hear him talk with Blackbeard, it sounds like they’re both speaking a different language. “I understand these words separately” type shit. The reason why Mehmed’s not putting that much effort into say, intimidation factor or being cool, is because he has such a long ass list of personal achievements that he feels like he doesn’t have to act a certain way. He’s him, he has been him and will continue to be him. …Or at least that’s how he sees himself.

One of the jokes he often makes is that you have to pay him tribute and will sometimes point to his cheek or open his arms. Again, it’s a joke, so don’t feel compelled to give him a smonch or a hug if you don’t want to, Mehmed’s expecting you to say no and he’ll just say that he’ll ‘put it on your tab’ for later. Said tab does not exist and he isn’t keeping track. Though, he certainly doesn’t mind if you do peck him on the cheek or hug him as he’s a physically affectionate person by nature. On another note, uh, don’t ever let him be the event shopkeeper. You may find that things cost a bit more than usually do. Like your Corona Fous cost will 475 currency instead of the usual 400. If you ask why, then he’ll just smile and say that he’s ‘funding a personal project.’ It’s the BFC.

I want to loop back to something I said at the very beginning of these headcanons. I said that Mehmed will start a long list of incidents. Well, these incidents don’t come from Mehmed’s ‘inner desire to sow chaos for his entertainment’ something wack like that. Nope. It actually comes, surprisingly enough, from wanting to improve Chaldea. See, this guy took a look at the rules and found himself disgusted. There’s just not enough rules here! And the punishments are so lenient! This is awful, said he to himself. And thus, the incidents Mehmed starts are based on loopholes he found in the rules and technicalities and he hopes that with how much trouble he’s causing, that Chaldea’s administration will step up their game and bring the hammer down. …Yeah, they don’t. But that’s no reason to give up, he’ll just have to— oh shit that’s Astraea. Run!! Mehmed’s unfortunately made an enemy of Astraea with all his shenanigans and she has made it her mission to give Mehmed exactly what he deserves in place of Chaldean administration. So if you see him with an icepack on his head and a couple of bandages, it was probably the Lady Justice drop kicking him. Don’t worry about it too much, he knows he deserves it.

All in all, Mehmed II is a nerdy and learned type of guy who shows off his knowledge and loves imparting his wisdom to others just as much. He’s pretty goofy and laidback for a sultan and often rolls the jokes made at his expense. Seems like a simple guy, right? Well… what if I told you that this is actually just the light side of the moon? That Mehmed, in fact, has another side to his personality. A ‘gap-moe’ if you will. As much as our favorite sultan likes to hide it from others, he’s not all that good of a person deep down. Don’t get me wrong though. The man I just described is very real and is by no means a facade, that is Mehmed II. But where there’s light, there too is darkness.

Talent is a thing people are born with, it’s described the dictionary as a natural aptitude for something, after all. Mehmed believes that, those who are bestowed talent by god will at some point pay for that talent in some manner. And when you look at some of history’s best geniuses, you can see why he thinks that. To him, he believes that since he’s so talented, god has cursed him with the worst inner demons a man could have to balance him out and stop him from being too powerful. And honestly, there are times when Mehmed really wishes that he was just a regular person so that he doesn’t have to hold those wretched things at bay.

You will find, at times when Mehmed hugs you, that he’s squeezing a bit too hard. You tell him in a strained voice that you can’t breathe and for two seconds he’ll squeeze even harder before letting go and apologizing, stating that he doesn’t know his own strength sometimes. You’ll also find that Mehmed sometimes will squeeze your hand too hard when he’s holding it in his, and you just barely catch him looking away when you turn to ask him why he did that. When you’re in the kitchen cutting veggies, you’ll feel a pair of eyes burning into the side of your head. You don’t find who it is but, conveniently, when you cut your finger, guess who’s already at your side with a band-aid? Honestly, it’s like he was waiting for this to happen. I’m sure you see where I’m going with this, right?

Mehmed II is, in fact, a sadist. He likes watching your face contort in pain, he likes seeing the minute differences in your expression for different injuries, how you sound different too. It’s all so morbidly interesting to him and he wants to know more. He wants to see your face when you sprain your ankle, he wants to hear how different you sound after being nearly choked to death, he wants to see you deal with missing a hand. It’s another facet of his curiosity and he won’t stop thinking about it until he’s dealt every injury known to man onto you and sees the results for himself.

Now, you may be saying: “Redline, this is just Beryl 2: Electric Boogaloo. This headcanon is ass.” But I dare to disagree. See, Beryl flopped because he’s an undercooked loser who appeared straight outta left field and did jack all in his own damn Lostbelt. He has zero character to him other than “hehhe, breaking Mashu’s fingies is gret show of love, eye hop she luvs me when aye snap her neck tomorrow <3 <3” Mehmed, as I see him, is more than this. Way more. Go back and read the paragraphs before this if you don’t believe me, and for that matter go and read about the his history while you’re at it, the man’s a legend.

Not only that, but Mehmed—unlike shithead mcgee here—actually has self-awareness. He knows that causing you pain is a bad thing and that it only serves to satisfy his sick and twisted desires as opposed to being anything constructive or enriching for either of you. He knows that it will drive you away from him in the end. He knows that this isn’t healthy and that feeding the demons is going to end with you lying dead on the floor. He knows, he knows, he knows. Trust him, he knows.

There’s also the fact that his sadism is not how he shows love, it directly comes from his want and need to know things. Mehmed shows love like a normal person would. He gets enjoyment from hugging people, holding hands, giving gifts and spending quality time with his loved ones. You know, like a normal person. He feels genuine guilt when he actually harms you and he’s quick to right his wrongs in any way that he can. You can see the self-loathing and the guilt in his eyes when he sees the bruise on your arm from when he grabbed you too roughly. His self awareness and the subsequent guilt, that which compels him to hold the inner demons at bay, puts him leagues above Beryl Gut. His internal struggle and how he deals with his self-control waning along with his thoughts and feelings on the matter make him more than just a sadist. It makes him Mehmed II. An ultimately good man burdened with desires that harm others which in turn hurts him too, leaving him all alone to beat the hell out of himself when those desires hit their logical conclusion.

And ideally, you’ll never ever have to know about the awful awful thoughts around wriggling in his skull. You’ll just see him as your nerdy Archer class servant who likes goofing around, making posts on the internet, and shooting cannons and stuff. That’s all he is and that’s all he should be. ( :

P.S. If you tell him about the Elixir of Immortality, then he’d immediately tell you to destroy it. Good on you for not drinking it yet but seriously, that shit needs to go now. That is not something that should be in human hands and who knows what’ll happen if the wrong person finds out that you have it. If Qin Shi Huang has a problem with him destroying it for you then they’re going to have to deal with the Father of Conquest himself. Immortality only brings infinite suffering to poor soul cursed to have it, forcing them to watch the people they love wither away time and time again for the rest of forever. And that’s not getting into the prospect of you witnessing the horror that is the heat death of the universe. It sounds like a nightmare and Mehmed doesn’t want that for you. End of story.

And that’s that. Those are my headcanons straight from my cranium put into words for your screen’s depicting pleasure. Am I reaching? Are these headcanons awful? Or perhaps I have done something right? Let me know, and um… I am considering opening my inbox, not for requests but for talking, so I’ll pondering that. And I hope you all got who you wanted for the GSSR and Destiny Order ‘cause I sure as hell didn’t! Murasaki I love you but I wanted Castoria And I’m gonna sit on my 400 SQ until September when a certain very beautiful saber who shares a seiyuu with Kakyoin comes out on NA. I’ve folded a few times but I’ll save as much as I can for real! Wait for me! Uh, ahem. But yeah, that’s all from me. Until next time!

—Redline, over and out!

[egginfroggin]

Day 5: Hobby

(In which Emmet makes a little accessory for one of his many, many Joltik)

(Can be read here on AO3)

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The tiny Joltik crawled over the skeins of yarn, arranged in a colorful pile in a basket beside the gray armchair. It chirped, squirming under a soft bundle of blue to poke out the other side.

“Do you like that one?”

It squeaked, starting to gnaw on the yarn.

“Ah, ah – please do not bite it,” Emmet said, putting down the crochet hook in his hands and gently picking up the Joltik and yarn, prying the two apart. “It is not a battery! It will hurt your stomach if you eat it.”

It squirmed, escaping his fingers and crawling up his sleeve. He bit back a ticklish giggle as the Joltik moved up his arm, the lump under his sleeve making its way to his shoulder and poking out of his collar.

“Why don’t you look at the buttons?” he said, rubbing the top of its head with a finger and picking up the assaulted ball of blue yarn with his other hand, unwinding a few inches.

The Joltik chittered at him and hopped to the arm of the chair, crawling back onto the table and past the basket of yarn to clamber into the opened tin of loose, miscellaneous buttons. The buttons rattled noisily against the walls of the tin as all but the Joltik’s fluffy puff of a tail vanished below them like some kind of fuzzy Sharpedo under ocean waves.

Satisfied that the Joltik would be distracted, Emmet picked up the crochet hook again and started to crochet a border of blue along the edge of the silver piece of crocheted yarn.

The buttons rattled next to him, giving a particularly loud burst of noise accompanied by an excited chirp as he finished the little piece, and the Joltik popped out with a button in its mandibles.

“Did you find one you like?”

Happy chirping met his question, and he held out his hand to accept the tiny green button.

“Ah! A verrrry good choice.”

The tiny bauble shone in the lamplight, a pretty shade of emerald, and he finished tying off the end of the yarn to rummage around for a needle and thread.

The Joltik returned to its perch on his shoulder, crawling excitedly around back and forth over his collar until he was done. He held up his hand to it, and it hopped onto his palm.

“Sit still, please,” he asked the little bug.

It did so, and he set the tiny crocheted hat onto its head, smile widening as he lifted the Joltik up a little higher.

“Perfect!”

It squeaked happily, little claws coming up to play with the edge of the hat, little blue eyes squinting shut in a cheerful Joltik smile.

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Rambling under the cut. Have a good day!

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I wasn't sure what to do for this one, honestly, and ended up tossing this together in like twenty-something minutes. It was rather relaxing to write something that was basically just aimless fluff, honestly.

I think I ended up just rolling two hobbies and some memories into a bundle to project onto Emmet.

I crochet from time to time, and started but never finished a bag that would have been silver edged with dark blue.

I also make tiny hats on occasion, by which I mean for my birds, though they're cobbled together from cardboard, glue, and paint. It is incredibly fun.

Finally, somewhere around here, there is a big, heavy pot that is full of containers of old buttons. I remember spending ages looking through them all when I was little. It was fun. They also smelled nice.

Anyway, this was fun. I hope you enjoyed this rare sighting of pure fluff from me. It is truly an anomaly, and a continuation of my angstless streak.

[literatureloverx]

HIII🤗🤗 How have you been my snow??? Have you eaten and hydrated yourself enough?? I hope you did◝(*'◡'*)◜I want the best for my favorite blog🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

I just finished crocheting a strawberry pencil case😮‍💨 Its kinda wonky( . .)Speaking about hobbies I'm curious what's yours? I think its or one of them is reading🤔

Anyywayssss I wanted to know if you kin or just relate to any bsd characters? I have a few characters that I relate to in 'some ways' like sigma akutagawa, and dazai (again I relate to them in 'some ways' as in physical or mental characteristics) (I'm not a dazai kinne plz🥺🥺) I relate to Atsushi Nakajima the most, it's one of the reasons I'm kinda attach to him like glue. I could understand akutagawa as someone I can relate to but like dazai. DAZAI.💀 (very fitting emoji for him ngl) but I'm more confuse because there where times back then that I got Nikolai?!?!?!? Idk how, when or where the possibility comes from😧 seriously like😭😭 maybe bc of the freedom thing (though I dont really agree on his opinion about it. Someone get this man a therapist- no actually I'll be the therapist I wanna talk with him about the reason he have for being that way or doing what he is doing seriously)

Well byyeee my dearest, see you soon🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🧛🏻‍♀️🫀

Hello, my little Draculaura🧛🏻‍♀️🫀! ♥️ Thank you for always checking on my health. I’m feeling much better now (I know you sent this days ago, but I finally had the time to respond! ♥️)

Regarding your questions: my hobbies are (you guessed correctly) reading, painting, drawing, listening to music, and studying new languages (recently, it’s Russian). I also enjoy doing yoga now and then, and I like watching the sea or lake in general. I don’t kin any character, to be honest—neither a BSD character nor any other character. Sigma is a relatable character for me too, but not to a “kinning” level. Also, Atsushi makes a lot of sense for you! You share the same MBTI types. ♥️

[handhelld]

holy cow how'd you make so many tiny dunmeshi plushies?? they're awesome btw! but what adjustments did you make to the tiny chilchuck pattern to make it look like izutsumi?

I worked like a lil assembly line SOBS. It was fun and i ended up needing to make MORE during the convention, but I honestly. have no idea how i powered through it.

As for Izutsumi!! I still plan on releasing the patterns but for now i hope!! this messy explanation will do

Obligatory link to the chilchuck pattern just in case

One difference I'll note is when i started making tons of them, i ended up deciding to adjust the first foot over a stitch so theres that slight difference between the below pattern n the one linked above

Color Key Black, Ivory, Brown, Red

R1: Mr 6 R2: Inc 6 R3: (Sc,inc)x6 R4-6: Sc5, Sc8 Sc5 R7: HDC 18 R8: (Sc, Dec) x6 R9: FLO// Sc3 BBL Sc4 BBL Sc3 R10: Sc12 R11: Sc4 BBL Sc3 BBL Sc3 R12: Dec6

For her pieces I did them mainly via inserting the hook between stitches and crocheting them onto the main body, rather than making pieces to sew on-

Hair: Insert hook at the edge of the top hairline and pull through a loop. CH5, Sc, Hdc, dc, trb, and SLST into the middle of the hairline. Ch4 Sc Hdc Dc, Slst into a stitch or two before the hairline ends, CH5, Sc, Hdc, dc, trb. and then slst past the end of the face. I would then glue/sew the ends down so they would stay flat on her face.

Ears: Where the hair meets skin on row 4, Insert hook and pull through a loop. Ch 4, Sc Hdc, Dc, and slst into the middle-ish of the top of the head. Do the same for the other side.

Tail: Middle of row 10 or 11, Insert hook and pull through a loop. Ch5, HDC 4 down the chai Insert into the same place as before and slst.

When i actually release the patterns, I'll have pictures and such, but for now hopefully this is,, somewhat?? easy enough to follow? Im a very visual person so like OTL its easier to show rather than tell so idk how easy this is to read.

[ainsellshadewalker]

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I just read Chapter 3 of your fanfiction, Lost and Found, and the agony! The despair! The journals, the notes, you even added MORPH and CABLE?!?! SO COOL, THOSE TWO ROCK!!! Reader being a little baby bean (oh my does that mean their last birthday before sh*t went down was their 15th?! Ohohohoh!!!! The meadow! Yes, YES, let those kids hug each other and play boop the snoot and tag and then cuddle into a sleepy pile and sleep in peace, warm and comfy!!! (The added part of Reader having died before and rewriting it/responding and fixing it, and the world around them, that's a fun original detail, you go!)

So. Yes. I enjoyed it a lot. It made my day reading that, because i just finished a long craft project that burnt my thumb with hot glue I don't know how many times, so it was nice to relax, get comfortable, and read your fanfiction!

Thank you🙂💛🐝

Of course! It's honestly such a delight to write for that I've been alternating between that and crocheting and taking breaks whenever my arthritis or carpal tunnel flares up

[morbidule]

Here comes the Bride Widow🕷️🕸️

A little something made over the weekend. Read bellow for process!

Material used:

Fake spider

Papercraft

Fishing string

Metal wire

Crazy glue & Hot glue

Exacto Knife

Pincers

Acrylic & Spray paint

Frame from thrift store

Looking through my creepy crawlies from Halloween, I found the perfect body for a Black Widow. However she needed a little bit of love.

First of all, I removed the legs and cut four slits using my knife on the abdomen to squeeze the metal wire. The crazy glue was good enough but I added some hot glue to seal the part better and not make them fall when positioning the legs with the pincers. Afterwards I sprayed the body and painted the signature red hourglass of the spider.

For the web, I forgot to take more pictures. However this tutorial from Kristine Crochet (and many more creators) helped me understand better how to make it. Attach your string in a pie formation and make sure to tie a knot each time you intersect with another string before securing at the back of the papercraft. Since the material is more rigid than yarn, I had to knot at each section for it to keep its place. It took me longer and it's not perfect but from afar it looks almost like the real thing!

Place within your frame and voilà! Another grim decoration!

[wandering-free-and-queer]

10, 20, and 30 for the soft asks game

10: When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried? (or just felt really good afterwards)

Hmmm... I think every time my husband makes me laugh makes me feel good. Also the overly sarcastic banter with my MIL. And when work boy crush jokes that he can do a better job than the store's pet robot. I laugh a lot these days tbh. It helps that I'm surrounded by people who don't make me feel bad for expressing joy. It's hard to single out any particular time when I have the opportunity to laugh so often.

20: Tell us about a memory you hold close to your heart.

Easily the memories of my 21st birthday. I went on a trip up to Maine to visit my friends, and go bar hopping. But the night before, I spent several hours talking to the man that is now my husband, because he messaged me first on a dating app. He was the only one that read my profile and actually asked me about my cats as an icebreaker. I spent my entire day before, night before, and actual birthday thinking about him, to the point where I told my friends when I arrived "so I started talking to this guy last night, and he seems really cool, so if I look at my phone and smile, it's cuz he messaged me."

The beginning of our now 6+ years together 😍

30: What do your hobbies look like?

You, out of everyone on this site, knows the answer to this lmao.

Chaotic. Unhinged. You name it, I craft it. I literally just... create what I want. Doesn't matter if it's a crocheted blanket, a messenger bag sewn with Halloween fabric and canvas, glueing random shit to other randomer shit, I just freaking create.

I'm a creator. A crafter. A writer. There is very little translation between what is in my head and what the outcome is. What you see is the direct product of my imagination. I create something from nothing.

Thanks for the ask!

~Wander