#lockdown crafting

[pastelpathogens]

Started this back in 2020, almost finished lol

[valdomarx]

I fulfilled a lifelong ambition and knit myself a Tom Baker scarf! It's twelve foot long, utterly impractical, and I love it. Today we are serving fourth doctor vibes.

[pinchinschlimbah]

And I call this one…..Old Gregg

[marvelmaniac715]

Sometimes I think I was perfectly fine during the pandemic, then I remember that I had a year long Adopt Me streak on Roblox (like I’d log on every single day) and I made a one room dollhouse with supplies from HobbyCraft (they’d just brought it to a place near my house and I went a bit crazy with ordering craft supplies) for my Elsa and Anna dolls (I had an awesome advent calendar that year with dolls and furniture for toddler Elsa and Anna) complete with tiny bed frames made out of little wooden sticks.

[karofsky]

man, as much as I'm still struggling to get on my feet health/work/finance wise, sometimes I look back at to where I was this time in 2020 and it's like... damn. I really had to go through all that. Partner and I literally starving because we couldn't afford to feed ourselves, our house being ripped from us, our social circle imploding, me being so disheartened and distant about art. We got SO lucky in our timing with everything because I cannot imagine what would have happened had we not made it to my dad's right before the pandemic shut everything down. I cannot believe I did not have a full mental breakdown, but I guess that's on survival instincts, LOL

[musicals-and-mushrooms]

im bored un lockdown give me things to do or people to draw

[no0dlru]

Just bought 37 makeup brushes for £7.07 (19p/brush) on ebay. Literally all the brushes I could need, for the price of a couple pints in a pub. So chuffed. Drugstore prices could never.

[zellenscrafty]

So back in 2021 I decided i was gona make myself a present style top/dress/nightshirt thing.

And again I've been doing resurch on croatian tattoo and embroidery motifs, aswell as adding my personal symbols and influence from heritage on the other side of the family.

Unfortunately my tree beard sized sun helped me with it wall we were both in covid lockdown together. (Ues 5 days locked on the master bedroom with a teen) resulting with the sleeves being a bit longer than nessasary. I'm not sure if I'm going to adjust it just yet.

[pegglefan69]

I finished weaving all the ends in on my goat sweater & it turned out exactly how I'd imagined it + it's so perfect + I am very PROUD!!!! 🐐 ❤️ 🧶

[2day-ago-kids]

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[ravelryprojectspage]

ARE U ALIVE AGAIN

sort of lol i had forgotten about this blog 4 a few years . im pretty busy now but i add 2 the queue when i feel like it.

[thealogie]

picture this. you're michael sheen, beloved queer-friendly welsh actor and recent twilight saga vampire. you want your favorite book to become a tv show, and you want to be the lead. so what do you do? you befriend the author. he wines and dines you, you become a confidant in the scriptwriting phase. and in the process of the GO script you decide you don't want to be crowley, actually, you want to be aziraphale. you put in the work for months to influence the author to the same conclusion. so when neil gaiman comes to you one day saying, "i know you joined on to be crowley... but how would you feel about playing aziraphale?" you say, what a novel idea! i was feeling the same way, i just didn't want to say anything! let's do it.

you're michael sheen, the lead in the adaptation of your favorite book. you meet david tennant as your leading man, a rising star (and vocal fan of yours) you've had a few vague interactions with in the past. on set you immediately find the closest friend you have ever and will ever find in your life, and you know this. the romance you have in your (yes, your) show is ambiguous, but you're michael sheen. you think that romance needs to be explicit. so what do you do? you become a nightmare on set. you get really hands-on; you make costume choices, you make story decisions, you tell your author friend at the very end of filming: aziraphale is in love with crowley and realizes it in 1941. now go do it again.

so the author goes and does it again. you get a season 2. you get 1941 part 2. you're michael sheen, and you are the lead of the adaptation of your favorite book, and the romance you littered into the character you built from the ground up has become unambiguous. everything goes according to plan. but, you see, you have a problem: the author you have baby trapped is acting a FIEND on twitter and tumblr. he's saying everything he can to imply aziraphale and crowley aren't sexually attracted to each other. he's getting a bit too bold with his character assumptions, is all i'm saying. so here's what you're going to do: you play it up with your pal david tennant. you made a show with him during lockdown. you're going to depict your lives as even more intertwined and homoerotically codependent as previously possible. you grow even closer. your wives become best friends, too, because how could they not? this has been the plan since the beginning, too. your lockdown show ends. it wasn't enough.

so you, michael sheen, of course you put in the work. if david tennant's there, you're damn sure you're there physically, spiritually, biblically, in whatever capacity you can be. it's not hard. david tennant is a big fan of yours, after all, so he MAKES SURE you're always in the conversation. you have him wrapped around your little finger, this lovely little boy, and so you know what you do next? you become neighbors. you make your directorial debut casting your best friend's wife watching her husband and male neighbor initiate sex with each other. you play into the swinging rumors (that you, michael sheen, had started). you create a narrative that you and david tennant are two homoerotic besties, and is there more going on in the background there? any deeper conspiracy? who really knows, but what you do know is that the world is talking about it.

and you, michael sheen, your entire acting career has led to this moment, your gay quips, your oscar wilde sex scene (and the interviews following), all of your queer roles, EVERYTHING has brought us to this conclusion. you have created the lab perfect conditions where season 3 must have an explicit gay sex scene. i'm sorry neil, my hands are tied! the people are clamoring for me and david tennant to have sex-- i mean aziraphale and crowley to have sex, the public decided this all on their own! i really don't think you have much choice. but of course, i would never deign to tell an author how to practice his veritable craft. i concede to whatever version of series 3 you create, and i will happy to bring this beloved character to his deserved ending.

and why do you say this? because you're michael sheen. you're just an actor who incidentally stumbled his way into leading the queer romance adaptation of your favorite book that wasn't a romance, and you just read the script the way that it was given to you. and if series 3 means an explicit sex scene between you and your best friend david tennant, then what a lovely coincidence that you had absolutely no part in making happen. because what power do you really have?

This is my favorite book I’ve read so far this year. A rare occasion where the author pulls off use of the second person pov. I really felt like I was a beloved welsh actor crossed with Machiavelli when I read this

[salty-an-disco]

popping outta my lockdown cuz watching my friend stream Pristine Cut and we just got Apotheosis and Damsel's new chapter and fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck

(SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT!!!)

focusing just on Happily Ever After for now, cuz fuuuuuuuuuuuck, this route messed with me–

like. badly. like. gotta step away and take a break before continuing badly.

From the branching path alone– the way Smitten reacted to the first disagreement we ever had with the princess. The way he panics, thinking the 'Happily Ever After', is ruined– he had a perfect fantasy prepared for us, and we ruined it. We said it wasn't enough. We… rejected his perfect ending. So he had to take it upon himself to craft a better ending for us–

But he couldn't do it alone, he needs her for that, so he showed her our heart and asked for help–

And. Gosh. Can we just talk about how eerie this chapter feel? It's so bright and yet so. hollow. Empty. Quieter. Realizing Smitten isn't with us just made it worse. Me and my friend started worrying he had actually turned out to be similar to Tower, and for a moment, while talking to the princess, it seemed like it was just that, but… no. He's just doing what we asked for. We asked for a 'Happy Ending', so he gave us that. No matter how much it takes out of him, no matter how much it pains him– we can see the shadows, at first onminous and almost malicious, softens and slouches. He's just as tired as we are, as she is, but– we asked for this, we asked to drag this out, we asked for our 'Good Ending'–

Gosh. And the way Narrator himself starts getting tired of it. Realizes what's happening and– how much it fucking hurts. How painful it is. How empty it feels.

You both feel empty. You say as much, and you both are so tired, and clinging to this 'happily ever after' won't bring you any fulfillment, you just– gotta let go. You gotta let her go.

Not even Narrator tries to stop. He realized just as you did how meaningless eternal happiness is. "There are worse endings than the end of the world," he says. He finally gets it.

And then– THEN

you can finally do what she wanted. And you dance under the stairs.

[nemainofthewater]

Trapped inside for months on end and with nothing to do and nowhere to go, how can these characters entertain themselves?

Baking? I wouldn't trust most of them. Fighting? Depending on who they're trapped with, that could get bring. Reading? Nah.

How about crafting? That sounds funs right - wait, guys what are you doing with those chainsaws and spike traps-

Write-ins, propaganda, and images are welcome!

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

update on the good omens grieving process

Hello hi yes maggots your mascot sacrificial goat here, none of your ominous bloody warnings prepared me for this. On the advice of one of you I took a break from tumblr today so I thought ah, yes, I shall not think about Good Omens during this time. Hahahaha bet. This is a long post, about a series of disturbing good omens moments that haunted me anyway. Proceed with caution.

It was nine hours away, out of which I slept through four.

During the first nap, it became clear how tumblr brainwashed me. You'll never guess what I dreamed of. If you said Good Omens the answer is no.

I dreamed that someone on the television was reading out an audiobook of a nature arts and crafts book I had as a kid. And there were six pages dedicated to praising Neil Gaiman.

So then in the dream I wrote a tumblr post about it saying, "I thought y'all were kidding about the whole Neil being in our falafel thing but goddamn he really is everywhere".

Then, still in the dream, I remembered I wasn't supposed to be on tumblr, so I tried to delete the Neil Gaiman falafel post. Instead tumblr fucking glitched and set the post to 'lo-fi mode'. I kept trying to delete it.

At this point my screen was covered with pop-ups of tumblr yelling at me and a goddamn timer counting down from 41,000 minutes. Tumblr informed me that their 'delete post' function is actually run by BitCoin.

Currently due to their skeleton staff and the fact that this hellsite is held together with washi-tape and queer trauma, they were having negotiations with BitCoin and so I could not delete my post. I tried again anyway and the entire site hung. Then I woke up. This is some @one-time-i-dreamt shit.

The only social interactions I had were with the two irl good omens fans I know, whom I informed that I had finished Good Omens.

One of them sent me an audio clip of him screeching about trauma and six months and children of divorce at the top of his voice.

The other one texted ASMIIII YOU'RE A CHILD OF DIVORCE HOW ARE YOU COPING WITH THE PAIN. Two hours into my tumblr break I was already facing withdrawal and I wanted to sob that's what the maggots call me but that would have led to them saying BECAUSE THAT'S YOUR FUCKING NAME and I didn't wanna descend there yet.

I then went on Amazon and tracked my good omens book package like a creep. I then went on the US Amazon to cry over all the Good Omens merch that I cannot buy and isn't available here.

I then went on Pinterest to look at Good Omens tumblr screenshots. It was all going well until I found a stupid fucking post that said the duration of the song playing in the Bentley during the final fifteen and the duration of the kiss are the same. So he was replaying the kiss in his head before stopping the music.

Naturally, this then made me cry over Crowley. Painfully.

I looked up Good Omens ambiences on Youtube and cleaned a whole half of my desk while an Aziraphale's bookshop ambience played with rain and shit and when the lockdown audio came I smiled again.

And now here I am. Back. In pain.

[angustully]

i know everyones saying it but i am LOVING hader's sense of direction this season.... like this episode especially he just makes it so FUN to watch. like yeah we could sit in the backseat of the car and listen to gene retell the events of last weeks episode to his agent but why not cut to a really wide shot down the street and just watch in silence as they swerve and crash into a parked car. when tom and gene were breaking into lon's house i loved that he used the same kind of style as he did in the ronny/lily episode where the camera wasnt really interested in all the dumb shit going on but moreso in this episode that it would simply be too embarrassing to watch two old men clamber through a broken window. when the jail goes into lockdown and the camera is in the pov of the crows nest and we're just watching as everyone runs around like ants..... ok ill hop off his dick now. HES GOOD AT HIS CRAFT!!