#engaving

[brella-boi]

HALLOWEEN COLLECTION IS HERE!!

It finally has happened... at last... spooks arrived after a gruelling week of preparations. On this day we bring you:

Spider plushies

Two headed beetle plushie

Franken shrimp plushie

Left over plushies from ACME (same listing as always)

Wooden pins in 3 designs

Gothic pin banners

This update's items are LIMITED and will only be available until November 13th.

I have decided to make a second spider for the update after seeing the interest. Cannot promise a third one until I see how much fabric I have left.

This update is shared between my personal store and Etsy. All the items on Etsy are 20% more expensive to account for the awful fees it takes. I kindly ask everyone to use my personal store instead <3 It's a win-win for us both The inventory between the two sites is not automatically synced.

Unfortunately there's no third party that can do that for me as of now. So I will be manually changing inventory on both sites. (I am saying this as a precaution that you might be refunded if an item gets sold out. It is a first come first serve basis.) The only unaffected item by that are the wooden pins, which I can make more of easily.

Thanks so much for the continued support and excitement towards this update! :D I am so happy to finally bring it to you guys and debut the spider pattern <3 (I will have customs of it soon!)

Shares are SUPER appreciated on this! Thanks so much again! I love you guys <3

Happy Halloween!

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[cavewolf]

teaching someone to engrave sigils is yuri, if you think about it

[mintflavoredfemurs]

Bitches (my friends) can't stand (impressed) to see me winning (drawing a janky sans undertale at lightspeed on a whiteboard)

this took me less than a minute and i'm only slightly peeved by the jankiness of the skull

[andy-wm]

Park Jimin really stimulates my vagus nerve.

That's not what you think it is.

Well yes, I'm only human too...

but that's not what I'm talking about here...

I'm talking about AWE.

Different from joy or admiration, awe is an emotional response to something - or someone - vastly impressive or beautiful or inspiring (or all of the above in the case of Park Jimin).

Awe is that "oh, wow" feeling.

Sometimes it's inspired by a feat of courage or a grand performance. Other times it's something so beautiful it makes you breathless (or both in the case of Park Jimin).

The key is that it is triggered by something that is outside of the everyday experience, maybe beyond understanding. It has to be mesmerising, remarkable, wonderful (or all of the above ...yeah you know where I'm going with this).

So what does this have to do with my vagus nerve?

I'm glad you asked!

The vagus nerve (no, thats not it. It means wandering) is the nerve that links your brain basically to the rest of your body. It reaches from your brain stem all the way through your abdomen.

The vagus nerve controls your automatic responses. This is the nervous system that's responsible for that swooping feeling in your belly (when you when you look at pictures of Park Jimin) as well as the racing of your heart (when you watch Park Jimin dance).

Your vagus nerve is active in both directions. Your brain will send messages to your body via the vagus nerve (fight or flight as an example) but you can also use it to reduce stress and anxiety. You can engave your vagus nerve to down-regulate your stress response.

How can you do that? One way is by experiencing awe.

I'm not making this up.

Scientific studies have proven this. Besides the rush of endorphins when you have that "oh wow' response, awe reduces the focus on yourself and shifts your perspective. That's good for your physical and emotional health for a bunch of reasons.**

So, looking at pictures of Park Jimin and watching him dance can improve your health?

Yes, that's right!

Ask your GP to prescribe a daily dose of Park Jimin for continued good health. Or take matters into your own hands and make him part of your daily self-care routine.

You can thank me later.

** https://www.psychologytoday.com/au/blog/the-athletes-way/201705/awe-engages-your-vagus-nerve-and-can-combat-narcissism

https://www.wbur.org/onpoint/2023/08/23/awe-sciences-answer-to-your-search-for-happiness

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC9301262/

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC10018061/#:~:text=Awe%2C%20then%2C%20is%20associated%20with,benefit%20mental%20and%20physical%20health

[allmothsdied]

My skin is a rainforest

And my organs like to drown

When I'm on my knees

For all the wrong reasons

Please don't call a priest

My sin is engaved deep into my bones

Say my name, do u like the taste of it?

U can keep it, it feels strange to me anyway

Or rename me, to something

That would really belong to me

Broken lines of beauty

Where's that poetry in starving?

And the screaming kind of silence

Need some ground, probably to dance on

Something to hold me on

I hear the gravel falls somewhere inside

And I can smell the color of every tomorrow

But wait for the paint to dry

Will you stay if I fail

Will you be there after the sirens sound came?

My skin is lost and old rainforest

And my silly heart likes to drown

I know what they would likely call me

When I kneel

For all the wrong reasons

[girljeremystrong]

the cup they won while nolan patrick was a vegas knight but his name isn't even engaved on it........

[celebrenithil]

In this house we love and respect and cherish and Patronize @glassshard's @unsoundedcomic

I cannot praise her dedication, self-sacrifice, vision and constantly-honed art and storytelling skills enough. Criminally underrated webcomic if I ever saw one, and I've seen a lot. My bookmarks are a graveyard for comics big and small that were dropped or decayed or went nowhere, but Unsounded powers on, only getting better and better and actually working towards a sayisfying conclusion (...of it's planned first half). Hats off.

Shout out to all the webcomics that have been updating like clockwork for the last twenty years and have an archive you can shoot through in an afternoon because "one page every six weeks" is still a regular update schedule.

[rabbit-trolls]

Cannwn finds a small statue made out of bent and welded bicycle spokes, twisted to form a wireframe hand performing a middle finger gesture. It attaches to a wooden base at the wrist with the engaving.

"Bite me, kibble breath ;)"

On the back is a sticky note that just reads ~G

"Hah! Omg Canny! Yer hatesprit got ya GOOD! HAHAHA! LORD MY STOMACH HURTS! HAHAHA!"

"...I'm going to find them..."

>Cannnwn puts the hand in a box labelled 'Special' before going off to find Gretch. Scotty just laughs, rolling on the floor and holding his stomach.

[milkywaygg]

The Cosmas REVAMP (Chapter 3)

AN: Apologies but some of the language and writing is a bit awkward. There’s going to be some mild sexual stuff in this story that I’d failed to mention in the first chapter, so please click away if you are uncomfortable. Nothing lemon level, but just thought I’d let you know.

About 7 o’clock the next morning, Nora finally opened her eyes and rolled out of bed, Arthur nowhere to be fine. Despite being somewhat disappointed that they couldn’t have a morning make-out session, Nora shrugged it off and she got up and stretched, rubbing her eyes to wake up. Cursing to herself slightly for no being better prepared however, Nora had no choice but to pick up her jacket and jeans from last night to throw on, only snapping to reality once she was an offensive, pair of pink underwear, sporting Willow’s name on the back.

Who the fuck is Willow? Nora thought to herself. Is this some kind of new brand? I don’t wear pink underwear, and last time I checked, Arthur was an only child. What the hell?

Picking up the pair, she studied it closer. It was several sizes smaller than what she wore, and had ruffles on the edges, something that Nora had thought was too frilly and expensive for something that wouldn’t be seen by anyone.

Grabbing her backpack from the corner of the room, Nora studied the room one last time for any extra clues, stuffing the underwear in her bag for the time being. She took a few whiffs around the room to find that a Cherry Blossom smell filled the room, unlike Nora’s Cedarwood cologne, and the necklace of a gold locket hung underneath a stack of textbooks on Arthur’s desk. Approaching the desk, Nora moved the textbooks out of the way to get a closer look at the locket, with the initials A and W engaved on the front of a heart-shaped charm. Struggling a bit with her thick thumbs, Nora opened the locket to reveal a picture of Arthur and a girl next to him with hazel nut skin, long, light pink hair, and eyes to match. The picture showed the two of them snuggling close with each other, posing as if they were a long-lost couple finally reunited.

The longer Nora stared at the picture, the more she felt like pounding Arthur across the head. It all made sense as to why it took Arthur a millennium just to answer her text. Grabbing her wand out of her jacket pocket, Nora teleported to the school with her mind buzzing full of ways to get revenge. Poison him? Turn Willow into a frog. The possibilities were endless, but first, she had to hunt them down. With 15 minutes left for breakfast before first period, Nora searched endlessly throughout the hallways hoping to find the couple smooching against the lockers, but so far, found nothing. However, as she searched the computer lab hall on the second floor, she hit her head on a locker than had opened right in front of her.

“Hey! Watch where you’re opening that, dumbass! Don’t you know who I am?”, she shouted at the figure. The locker closed suddenly to reveal Linnie, who let out a small squeal and kneeled down towards Nora, worried hands lingering.

“Nora! Oh dear, I’m so sorry! I-I didn’t see you there. I-I’m really sorry dear. Are you ok?”, Linnie stuttered, his hands longing to feel Nora’s forehead only to get swatted away.

“If I was, I wouldn’t be lying on the floor, would I?”, she snarked, picking herself back up, “Watch where you’re going, next time. You know, I could’ve had a scar thanks to you.”

“I-I know Nora. I’m really sorry.”, Linnie said sadly, as he re-opened his locker and grabbed the needed textbooks, “I-I hope your day gets better. Again, I’m really sorry.”

“Hang on Linnie, Real fast.”, Nora stopped him, grabbing his shoulder, “Have you seen Arthur? From our AP Lit class? I need to talk to him.”

“Oh goodness no. I’ve actually just got here myself not too long ago, b-but I’m sure he’ll turn up in class.”

“Ugh! Go figure.”

“Are you alright Nora? You seem really tense.”, Linnie asked, before a sudden thought came to his head, “Oh! Are you trying to ask him to prom in a few months? I-I could sit with you at lunch and help make a sign if you’d like.”

“Oh Linnie. You’re so naïve, it’s hilarious.”, Nora laughed, though she felt no humor in her situation, “I’d rather not throw my business out right now. I just needed you to tell me if you’ve seen Arthur. Not go on a snooping mission.”

“Oh-um..of course. I’m really sorry. I-I um…I should probably get to class now.”, Linnie said, clutching his books close to his chest and scurrying off in a rush, his black, square-pointed boots squeaking behind him. Grabbing the rest of her books out of the adjacent locker, Nora slammed the door as the crowds of students started to enclose each other, kids filing inside random rooms placed around the school. With her pre-calculus class located on the opposite side, Nora took this as a opportunity to search the sea of students for Arthur’s navy blue cowlick, only for her short height to keep her tripping on her toes. Finally arriving at her first class, Nora decided to put her revenge plan on hold, despite fighting the urge to burn the school down with her wrath.

Around 1 o’clock that afternoon, Linnie happily threw his lunch away and made his way down one of the hallways in the back of the first floor, eager for his favorite class of the day. Making a quick pit stop to grab his literature textbook for the class after, Linnie made his way towards a door that looked like a child’s dream; it was decorated with flowers and rainbow made out of construction paper and had the names of the babies and toddlers that the students help mentor all around it. Linnie smiled as he entered the brightly colored room, noticing Mr. Langston, a somewhat tall, brown-haired man with square-framed glasses much like Linnie’s, motioning towards him. Behind him, a pink haired fairy hid behind him, shaking nervously.

“Linnie! Are you feeling any better. I’m really sorry about yesterday. I-uh-completely understand if you want to take it easy today. I could have Dina here join someone else’s group today.”, Mr. Langston explained nervously, though Linnie didn’t lose his gentle smile. Kneeling down, Linnie held his arms out, hoping Dina would run out and hug him.

“Oh no, it’s alright. I just love working with her. I look forward to it all day.”, Linnie said softly, “Awww sweetheart. It’s ok. I’m not upset. Come here, darling. Come on!”

Dina whined slightly, but eventually crawled out as Linnie’s arms motioned for her to come here. Once she did, she snuggled into Linnie’s chest as he wrapped his arms around her, picking her up as if she were his own baby.

“Well, I’ll leave you to it then, Linnie. I’m going to go check on the other pairs.”, Mr. Langston said, smiling as he began examining the room, taking note the different interaction between the students and children.

“Mmm sowwy..”, Dina’s baby voice cooed, making Linnie’s heart melt as he held her tight, taking a seat in the rocking chair in the corner.

“Don’t worry sweetie. It was just an accident. I’m ok.”, Linnie said softy as he rocked her, his mind dozing off into his future, imagining how the rest of his life would unfold. Even though he wasn’t seeing anyone yet, Linnie saw himself living in a nice cottage in the suburbs with a wife and several children alongside a new born baby. He imagined himself cooking a nice, hot meal as his wife placed her briefcase on the couch, kissing Linnie’s cheek softly and greeting the children; the family ending the day with smiles and “I love yous”. Linnie was in such a trance, it took him a minute to recognize Dina squirming around in his arm, whining slightly as her little arms reached towards the toy box.

“O-Oh! I’m sorry sweetie. Come on, why don’t we play with some of the blocks together!”, Linnie cheered softy as he let Dina crawl to the blocks, helping her gather them and stack them until the bell rang, He hugged Dina goodbye as he passed her to her next partner, grabbing his bad as he walked towards the literature classes two hallways down. As he got closer to his classroom however, Linnie frowned as he heard shouting coming from a deep, female voice, and a male voice with a somewhat British accent.

“ARTHUR, YOU MOTHERFUCKER. YOU’RE A DEAD MAN!”

[fandomfluffandfuck]

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZS8Gq7t2F/

I'm imagining stucky doing this challenge, seeing who's the most desperate of them both.

No touching allowed

No touching themselves

No grinding

Both of them having the worst hard on in their life, waiting to see who gives in first

- pleading anon

[Link] to a TikTok of a woman showing off some special chocolate that turns you on (according to the caption under the video). The chocolate is molded into squares and engaved diagonally to split into 2 triangles. The caption on the video reads, "Let's split this chocolate and see who can go the longest without caving"

That would be so fucking good.

And you know what this idea reminds me of-? This INCREDIBLE fic on AO3

"You Lose" by LeeHan

I 1000000000% recommend.

(Thank you for sharing that TikTok 😘)

[truebloodrandazzo]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: 🔥5/$10🔥 Sister Keychain Silver “Remember You Are Braver Than You Believe”.

[jacomo-madici]

embodying a networked ecosystem. a place where you might happen upon others.

ABRAHAM BOSSE_FRONTISPICE ENGAVING FOR HOBBES' LEVIATHAN

[williowdrake]

A Vampire's Tale.

They said that everything would be okay. That we would be okay.

Rayna Ravenna Bloodborn, the first daughter born to a vampire family in over seven eons, was turning sixteen today. She is standing on a pedestal, a mirror standing erect in front her. A red flowing ball gown lay flush against her frame, illumating her already pale skin. A small busty woman stitching the hem of the bottom.

"Why must I have a long tail, Mame? It is not like it is my cornation of love."

" A woman must always deemed prepared for suitable suitors in this day and age, Rayna. You know that."

"But Father used to say th-"

"And your Father died saying that. Now enough of this nonsense, and stand still!" Grand Mame Anne replies sharply as she pulls a needle dangerous close to Rayna's body. " You know that you are Princess of the vampires and that your Mother is extremely proud of all the work that you have done to ensure that you will be able to rule one day. " Mame Anne continues.

"That is until she finds out that I have been praticing my aim." Mumbles Rayna.

"What are you grumbling about now, Rayna?"

"Nothing, Mame."

"It better be nothing, else your Mother would have me head." Mame Anne states allowing her Irish accent to come through.

It was not always like this. Our planet was always so happy and peaceful. Nowadays, the grass is no longer green. No longer full of life. It is withered and curled, black and smells like roting flesh. Mother, no longer cares about her people. That is -if she is even my Mother. We look nothing alike. Her red hair vibrant, unlike my dark brown hair. Her eyes green, much as the envy that she carries around. My eyes have always been brown with underlying tones of blue.

There is not many of us left, all of them slaughtered by the Erags. An ancient race sent to destroy us. Erags were and are bloodthirsty creatures that can not come out during the day else they begin to rot and float away with the wind. Erags are cousins to the Aragsis, my people. Aragsis have been around since the planet first came to be. Legends go that we were the planet herself.

1792, Irish Aragg on Tren

"Aragg is a common name for a pub here at the Museum of Common Knowledge. We specialize in many rich beers." Says the A1-72 Robot, a new technology that is said to have a new and updated motor board.

"That is no different than how you said it yesterday." I said, annoyed.

" I do not understand that command." A1-72 Robot says.

I sigh and continue to the room of Princess Rayna. She is so elegant. I wish that I could have met her in person.

Engaved on a bronze plague in fine print told a story, her story. 'On the day of her sixteen birthday. Maurde, a evil crone of the Erags slaughtered Rayna's maid,- Mame Anne. When Rayna found out the her "Mother" was Maurde. Her anger raged and it said that her planet exploded in the rage of the true Queen."

I wish to be like her. To save my planet, Tren. Our grass is dying, turning black. Our skin is turning white and people are going missing. A new family came to our planet a few days ago. My parents are too intense for me, they are so much more focused on my baby brother. They are mayors of our planet. They aren't listening to me when I told them that I felt like the new family has a weird vibe about them. They always say "They are good neighbors and there is nothing wrong with them. Stop letting your imagination get the better of you."

[ask-tfone-megatron]

Get it done..by the next time I will pay my visit I better see that insigna. Or I will personally engave it in your chest plate

And who might you be sparkling...

"*le gasp* I am not a sparkling!"

"I'm a minicon..it ain't my fault... I'm small...either way my designation is O-43..."

[alexzpaintings]

hogwarts tattoo i did this week :)

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[elladastinkardiamou]

Greek News Agenda pays tribute to the Greek artist Demetrios Galanis (17 May 1879- 20 March 1966), as today marks the 54th anniversary of his death. Galanis was one of the most important engravers of the first half of the 20th century in Europe and the forerunner of modern Greek engraving, influencing his fellow artists both through his work and his teaching. Exceptionally skilled in all techniques, he revitalized traditional methods of engraving. His work, which includes a variety of subjects – mythological and idyllic scenes, landscapes, nudes and still life– reveals influences in the beginning from Cezanne and the cubist and Fauvist movements, while he later acquired his own personal style, based on the principles of the classical tradition.

Having manifested at a very early age an interest in music, mathematics and drawing, Galanis began publishing caricatures in newspapers and magazines already as an adolescent. After studying for two years at the Civil Engineering Department of the National Technical University (1897-1899) and taking drawing lessons from Nikephoros Lytras (1899) in Athens, Galanis decided to settle in Paris in 1900, where he remained for the greater part of his life, continuing his studies at the School of Fine Arts in Paris under Fernand Cormon (until 1902) and publishing caricatures and drawings in many well-known humoristic magazines such as Frou-Frou, Le Rire, Le Sourire, and L’Assiette au Beurre for more than a decade (1901-1912).