#hell's gift ideas

[nightingalewritings]

0.o did Hell post more weird gift ideas??

any more weird gift ideas? i've got 6 more nights of hanukkah and i'm desperate

Uh, there's cocoliocello? I got the recipe for this from a coworker. It's a chocolatey vodka-based alcoholic beverage, that's great for sipping straight, or mixing into hot chocolate or coffee. It's just these things combined, and then chilled. This makes a half-gallon. Personally, I find this too rich to have with a meal, but it's good if you're just sitting and sipping and chatting.

24 oz chocolate syrup

14 oz can of sweetend condensed milk

14 oz can of evaporated milk (I believe Eagle brand of both is Kosher)

750 ml. flavored vodka--caramel, vanilla, whatever you want. Don't go too cheap here.

This does wind up being about half vodka, so mixing it down may be a good call. I bottled it in reusable glass bottles from the dollar store. Because all these products are individually quite shelf-stable, it tends to last well.

You can also do a homemade powdered hot cocoa mix--usually nothing more than cocca, powdered sugar, and powdered milk, with some people adding a little salt and corn starch to the mix. You can find lots of recipes for that. This is another opportunity to use a tiny bottle and a weird label. And if you're up for the challenge of homemade marshmallows, that's also a fun activity; there's lots of recipes and tutorials for that too.

You could also print out some of my murder stationery and gift that with a nice pen? You said you wanted weird. There's actually a bit of non-murder printable stationery in this folder too, if murder isn't quite your speed. I made these all from public-use scans from vintage prints, so you could also make your own custom stationery.

In the theme of paper, you could make a chinese thread book. It looks harder than it is; this was my first (and only) attempt at making one. But here's some of my process and here's the write-up I did.

Macramé plant hangers are not difficult either, you can kind of just make them up as you go. Apparently I did not take pictures of what I made, but trust that if you follow the link there is a video.

You can also just trawl through my insomnia cooking with hell tag, or search recipes on my blog--dragon beard candy, herb salts, and flavored syrups come to mind as fun options. You can use the citrus-drying steps I used to make orange garland to make dried orange to eat (especially good dipped in chocolate), or make a custom mulling spice mix. You can use air dry clay to make a weird little creachure. You could make peppermint bark.

I dunno. That's what I've got off the top of my head. Happy Hanukkah!

[jekyllnahyena]

ehehemmm, and I quote

palpatine and commander fox are in the heart of the senate and they're bitching about u <3 - @keldabekush (I didnt ask im so sorry, I hope this is funny enough to make up for it)

thank you very much team, good work on this one

(how did Fox save the galaxy? by being a shady bitch that happens to be the only one Palps can finally be a shady bitch with, together)

[mellosdrawings]

Hii!! So sorry for going on an absolute spree liking all of your posts ;; your art style is super expressive & I love the way you use crosshatching! As well as all your headcanons (you are so real abt cane user azul, i didnt realize how many cards he's sitting in!!)

I was curious, do you have any headcanons with Ruggie & Jamil? Especially with your N2 squad theories and their canon interactions durin GloMas, I'd love to see what you think of them~

First, never apologize for any liking/reblog/other spree, you have no idea how happy it makes me to have someone like what I do so much that they dig into my previous stuff!

And thank you so much for the compliments I'm ansbsjsbsjsn about them 💕

For Ruggie and Jamil, I have a whole bunch of different headcanons depending on the situations.

First their GloMas interaction gave me life. I found it so perfect, just the two of them finally letting their inner gremlins take over without worrying about their image. It was PERFECT !

I also love that their Signature Spells have the same "manipulation" base, but Ruggie is about the body while Jamil is about the mind. (I usually love adding Jade to the mix with his ability to force the truth out of others. I call the three of them the "Manipulation Gang". I'd love to see the three of them actually gang up some day.)

Jamil and Ruggie also have the same servants-to-spoiled-rich-kids background. I feel like they'd have the most terrible gossip while washing clothes or something. I just can't really imagine them not be friends of sorts. Just pestering about the latest wild nonsense their master has been up to, wondering if they should exchange their burdens (pre chap 6, Jamil would never agree after that) and just generally let the worst of them show to the other coz they don't mind.

In the context of the N2 Squad, Ruggie would definitely be a needed push for Jamil. The kind of "Please just date him, Leona’s mood is only getting worse and I'm tired and if I hear 'im moan about you once more I'm gonna murder you both" or something like that. Ruggie knows the inner workings of Leona, knows the inner workings of Jamil too from their laundry-gossip, and while I can imagine him strive in chaos he would immediately go complain to either Leona or Jamil if their turning around each other made his job harder. After the N2 Squad starts dating though, I can def imagine Ruggie try to profit off being friends with Jamil to get favors from Leona (and maybe Vil too coz why not?)

(Also Ruggie is def Jamil's first fan when it comes to cooking and always tries to have him give him spares from a previous party or whatever.)

[channnel]

MDHM au where everything is the same, but mc stepped on an anthill before meeting Alan.

[bunnieswithknives]

Wolf doodle from school :3

[uncanny-tranny]

If somebody in your life offers to knit or crochet or, really, create anything for you, please be an active participant in the creation of the piece they are making. I adore making and gifting things, but nothing bums me out quicker than a person who passively just goes "okay," to my ideas about what I'm making them - it can send the message that they won't like it, or that they don't care, even if they're happy about my offering. The back-and-forth feedback is a great way to make sure that you are being gifted something that was truly worth the time, effort, expertise, and money that will inevitably go into the gift!

I know it's really hard to be an active participant, believe me, I'm an anxious ball of horror, but it will only do good for both parties to interact in this situation. It is a big deal to be offered a hand-crafted gift, but it's also something we want you to love and use, and that can only happen if you tell us what would make you fall in love with what we create.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Someone posted variant comic covers on the subreddit and I thought you'd want to see this one lol

https://www.reddit.com/r/xmen/s/GYfFAoULml

im going to lose my mind at charles' fuckass hat and glasses HELP

[keripulli]

“Atleast you’re real…”

A gift for @xxzaelxx, was incredibly inspired by their style (it’s so cool but uh I kinda missed the mark in replicating it)

[xoxomell]

[littlealienproducts]

You Can Go To Hell I'm Going To Toyotathon Tee by SaltPeppers

[dulciadesign]

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[tommming]

Gift Economy

Maybe we all feel something so dark and painful deep down, something off and something exhausting about living in this world, which has become so thoroughly pervaded by capitalism and the values of white christian imperialism, because life is a gift meant to be given, and we are not made to exchange one thing for another.

In many indigenous societies, instead of having a transactional economy ("barter" is a myth by the way) there exists what anthropologists call a gift economy, where the main way things get passed around is through gifts and reciprocity.

I think that life itself is a gift we have received, and it's ours to do whatever we want with it, but the best thing to do when you receive a gift is to give again, if you are able. I for one think that the meaning in my life comes from giving; giving myself to my wife, and to my work, giving gifts and sharing love with my friends, giving my heart to music and to the beauty in the world around me. Life is a gift, so I want to give it.

[morocosmos]

FFXIVWrite 2024 Day 11 - Surrogate

Masterlist Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV Characters/Pairings: Leofard Myste & Warrior of Light Rating: Teen & Up Additional Notes: Takes place at during HW patch 3.5. Major spoilers for the Shadow of Mhach alliance raid questline. Ao3 Link

Lady Raimille. The picture painted by Stacia's tale was everything an orphaned child could want from a parent. Everything except that she'd passed on too soon — but not before giving her foster son one last gift.

The noblewoman’s real portrait hung above them, enshrined in Leofard’s quarters. Presiding over his affairs and his family; watching over the man himself. Moro'a knew that paintings like this cost a considerable sum to commission, and that taking care of them required specific knowledge and attention; unexpected obligations for a sky pirate. 

But the painting gleamed, immaculately free of blemishes. “I had wondered as to the origin of his vessel's naming,” Cait Sith said softly, his voice touched with emotion. “‘Tis a most beautiful painting.”

Moro’a’s time in Ishgard had also taught him that portraits like this one were made to memorialise — a likeness captured in brushstrokes, preserved from time. Remember me as I was, in this moment. Remember what this person means to us. Situated where their loved ones could gaze upon them, and never forget.

I doubt I'll ever feel worthy to sit where he sat.

Throughout their adventures, Leofard had pretended as though the portrait wasn’t there, and it was all Moro’a had needed to know not to bring it up. He’d accepted it without judgement, without ever considering otherwise. What was he here for, if not to hide from ghosts and broken hearts; from memory?

But now that Stacia had told them what Leofard would never impart himself, the pieces that made up the leader of the Redbills had finally begun to click: why a man who prized freedom so highly would build his new home a stone's throw from the Holy See, and why the loss of his airship had made Leofard retreat into himself, like a creature seeking familiar refuge. 

It seems she kept him safe until the very end, Utata had said, and Moro’a’s heart had clenched so tight that he thought it might shatter.

It wasn’t any of his business. The voidsent had been stopped, and Cait Sith had found a new home. His time with the Redbills was coming to a close. It’d been an engaging distraction, which was precisely what Moro’a had needed; there were no stones left to overturn, no more accidental revelations to be had. He would go his separate way, into the unknown, and then…

Later, as he was stowing the few essentials he’d brought into the manacutter, Moro’a heard footsteps approaching. He turned to see Leofard, who was already dressed in a clean set of clothes and red-tinted goggles. “I almost forgot,” the sky pirate said, as breezy as could be now as he held something out in his hand. A Redbill scarf.

“You didn’t have to,” Moro’a murmured, feeling a strange mixture of reluctance and guilt. 

“And I say otherwise, Warrior. I reckon you’ve done more than you’ll ever need to to have earned this.” His hand stretched closer, and Moro’a considered refusing. He was ready to quit this place, to move on. I’m not who you think I am, he wanted to say. 

Instead he found himself reaching out for the scarf, and tucking it in with the rest of his things.

If, after he'd said his farewells, his hand reached under the collar of his shirt to gently hold the necklace that rested against his chest, to remember, he was the only one who needed to know.

[trashqueen3]

Dumbasses, both of them.

Bonus extra rough doodle:

[jamiethebeeart]

⊂⁠(^‿^)⁠つ⊂⁠(⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠*⁠⊂⁠)

[yoharrysaidshe]

Just had a wild ass dream that Mike Faist was in an art house musical (porn) film circa 1920s and the final dance number turned into a threesome between him and two other men(?) (the other one seemed like a very gender nonconforming drag performer and it's what drew in Mike's character and the gnc character clocked his tea bad that he wasn't as straight as he was trying to come off as lmao) and it ended up with mike showing his hairy hole to the camera and me rewinding it multiple times to review said hole in dream wow c'est la vie