#the sewing friend™

[bitchfitch]

I had a shrink appointment today and while I could not see it I knew my doc was going through the five stages of grief while I explained my fool proof strategy for doing my t shots despite a crippling fear of needles: By abusing my vastly more crippling fear of being an inconvenience.

My mother and I play phasmophobia together every week. she usually has a pretty limited time to do this bc she's like. a doctor and a college professor whos always busy. So I asked her to just. hold me to doing them. We don't start playing until the shot is done. so my needle fear doesn't matter because now it's Wasting™ her time and I have to do it quick. Using one neurosis to defeat another.

It's a horrible coping mechanism because it's feeding the inconvenience fear, but it is definitionally a coping mechanism.

[radioisntdead]

Hello, can we have a hc Overlord!Parental Figure reader for Velvette? I just think it would be silly to have us scolding Velvette at the Overlord Meeting. Also I wish to be tall, between Carmilla and Rosie's height-🙃

Good evening my dear! I do hope you enjoy these! Also I felt that wish to be tall.

Parental figure overlord! reader x Daughter figure! Velvette headcanons

She made sure you wouldn't be at the overlord meeting where she sung respectless because if you were there and she pulled that stunt with the angel's head and the music number with Carmine, she would've been smacked.

I'm thinking you were one of the first overlords she met after she died, she got lucky that you immediately viewed her as a child figure because otherwise she would NOT be where she was today.

She'd be dead or worse.

I imagine back in the early days you just showed up with her to Rosie's like "This is my disrespectful child! Velvette! Say hi to Miss Rosie!" "no."

You taught her practically everything you know about being an overlord.

You let her slide with her behavior most of the time, mostly with regular sinners or hellborn, but with overlords? You shut that shit DOWN, especially if you consider some of them, Like Carmilla Carmine or Zestial, friends of yours.

Like Velvette chill the fuck out those are your godparents.

Forbid that you WERE at the meeting with the musical number she's getting YOINKED off the table, you're tall, she's short it's not a tough fight.

At regular overlord meetings whenever she starts getting too feral, you just give her the mom look™ or the dad look™

Or whatever the middle version of that is, the grunkle stan look??™

And she chills out.

Or if that doesn't work a "Velvette." In a certain tone does the trick.

You see Vox and [Vomiting noises] Valentino as her little friends, you don't take them seriously despite having a couple of business deals with Vox.

Y'all have little Parent child days that involve going out to eat, spa, movies or something etc etc with matching outfits obviously.

You know how some kids have a separate social media account from their parents? Well she can't exactly do that so she just sets it up to where you can only see SOME of her posts.

Speaking of her social medias guess who gets mother's Day/father's day posts dedicated to them?

You!

You know that one thing that's like "THIS HOUSE IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE" with the dude getting on the refrigerator that's Velvette with you sometimes.

You may or may not live in the vee tower no one knows you just kinda, appear.

Sometimes if your scolding Velvette and Vox or [more vomiting noises]Valentino walk in, they get roped into it.

Thankfully the only one that actually gets beaten is Valentino

Sometimes when you visit Carmilla you drag Velvette with you to have a playdate with Carmilla's daughters while you and Carmilla have like, tea or a business meetings.

Whenever she's sick, you come in CLUTCH bringing in soups, meds, tucking her in and making sure she rests.

For your birthdays she makes your present [which is usually some type of clothing] personally, like she's the one sewing.

It needs to be perfect for her parent, and the fools working under her would NOT make it perfectly.

She WOULD not tell you that she's the one that makes it herself.

You definitely bring her something whenever you visit her, like she's a spoiled brat for a reason, veruca salt but better, more ironic and less annoying.

Good evenin' folks! I hope y'all enjoyed! I rewatched Velvette clips while writing and lowkey forgot how iconic she is, anywho as always thank you for tunin' on in!

[froidefille]

I made a thing! As a slightly late 1 year anniversary of the greatest album of all time release, I present you with

The Tortured Poets Department lyrics book

📋 typeset by the lovely @sayornispress 📖 bind by me (I still can't believe I did it!!!!) 👩🏻‍🏫 technical binding info and inspo from @phoenixortheflame, @wisewitchbindery and memoru (the last one is a Polish resource!)

This is a fanbind of the TTPD lyrics by Taylor Swift, made for personal use only. The typeset is made to mirror the official lyrics videos which is SO.COOL!

It will be a gift to a friend who introduced me to Taylor's music 🤍

My rambling about it under the cut below!

oh

my

god, I'm so excited!!!!! This is a very first bind that I share with an audience of more than 1 internet person so please be gentle with me haha

I only found out about what binding is and how AWESOME it is by fanfic binders here on tumblr. I do plan on ficbinding in the future so watch that space!! Honestly, having those beloved words on paper rather than your phone screen is just SO PRECIOUS.

It's actually my second bind. The first one is honestly still just so close to my heart I haven't shared it with the Internet yet, maybe in some time :') As I am just a beginner this bind has maaaany flaws - I didin't get the format right, trimming my text block with an old photo trimmer was a Bad Idea™, I printed the photo on the wrong end of the canvas so I had to just glue it on :D And so on and so on, but I'm gonna learn from these mistakes when creating the next one!!! For the things that did work out: I wanted the theme colours to be the colours of TTPD on the Eras Tour so white, black and gold. I used the plainest cream canvas available, with just a white and black photo on the cover, gold lettering on the spie and a lil sticker on the back. For endpapers I printed my favourite quotes from the songs and then foiled it. AND I managed to sew with a non-wax thread without crying too!

I had the ambition of starting from the very beginning - so making a typeset myself. And then I lost my patience about half an hour in and decided to stick to ready typesets first :D

Now, for the Taylor contents! I absolutely love the concept of lyrics videos, they just make the words really hit you, you know? So when I saw Phoebe very kindly sharing the Taylor typesets they made - I may have screamed a little :D And I absolutely knew that it will be a gift to a fellow Swiftie - a friend whose fault it is I am in this Taylor Swift-shaped madness since last year!

My Swiftie story is pretty new really - I liked Taylor, sure, I liked how kind she was, I liked her mainstream songs, absolutely loved how she DEVASTATED me with Safe and Sound back in my The Hunger Games era. But I didn't really know her other songs or much about her. And then Ela took me to the cinema to see The Eras Tour and well. Here we go, some months later and I am still going on and on about the brilliance of it. I got to see it life in Warsaw, which was a life-altering experience and couldn't get it out of my head ever since.

Hence, the literal studies of the lyrics :D

It really is a special moment for me because I dreamed of learning how to bind your own book. And it really is a full-circle kind of situation. Why? Well, because going to see the Eras Tour life made me believe dreams do come true - so chase them! So I went to bookbinding workshop, bought the materials and here we are!

[amomentwiser]

Criminal Couture - Chapter 2

When Mrs. Komeda next commissions a piece for an upcoming gala, Will nonchalantly asks questions about Hannibal to get some insider info about who he’s dealing with. He mentally pats himself on the back as every word she says just proves his initial profile correct, and updates it to include “passionate chef,” “attention seeking peacock” and “terrible at puns” after she tells him about the jokes Hannibal makes at his elaborate dinner parties (where he serves organs from his kills, the absolute idiot).

Will’s interest isn’t as subtle as he’d hoped, and Mrs. Komeda is sharper than he’d thought, because she notices just how intently he’s listening to every word.

“You zone out whenever I talk about my galas, but you can’t seem to get enough of Dr. Lecter. Where did you meet him, William?” she asks conspiratorially as Will loops a measuring tape around her waist.

Will blushes. “Oh, just, y’know… at a friend’s.”

“Didn’t think you had those.”

“Keep talking and I’ll decrease the padding in your dress’s bust.”

Mrs. Komeda throws her head back laughing. “You certainly have good taste, Will. Why, if he were a few years younger I’d take him myself!”

“Cougar,” Will coughs.

“What was that, darling?” Mrs. Komeda asks dangerously.

“I said, if he were a few years younger, me and my daddy issues wouldn’t be interested in him at all,” Will replies, and she cackles some more.

As soon as she leaves, Will sits down at his sewing machine and gets to work on the first prototype of the Murder Coverup Suit™ — he will have to try several variations, experiment with their efficacy for committing crimes, and present only the best one to the Chesapeake Ripper. He wants to make a good first impression.

》 full fic on ao3

[izzywizzydizzlestick]

Rebuilding

M!Kylar x Gn!pc **NOT PROOFREAD**

you can't take it anymore, Kylar needs a cleaner house.

As soon as you stepped into that building, you knew you just HAD to do something. How, the HECK did Kylar manage to live in this shit hole? Why the FUCK are there rats in the kitchen?

Yeah, You're definitely gonna do something about this.

Without another word, you grab the age-old broom and duster out of Kylar's storage closet and got to work.

PART ONE : getting rid of the rodents

You never liked bugs, so creepy crawly and unnatural, able to get on your nerves whenever you thought of them, but cleaning Kylar's house outdid that fear almost instantly.

After a sharp breath and many prayers a spider doesn't land on your face, You start cleaning out the bugs and rats that dwell in the darker corners of Kylar's house. Left turn, rat. Right turn, beetle, look up, a colony of spiders, down, termite-infested wood. God, no wonder this place gave you the creeps... But, then again, it's for Kylar, so You just have to bear with it till you're done.

PART TWO : dusting the house down

phew... you're finally done with the bugs. The whole place looks much better after that. Now, just what do you do with those dust covered walls?

Maybe cleaning out the hawks tower really was just a training course, you can't believe how dust-caked this house was. Putting on the best mask you could find, You dust and dust till the walls finally look presentable.

PART THREE : hosing the furniture

One of the most enjoyable parts of housekeeping is sinking into the furniture you cleaned while looking at the work you've done, But how were you gonna do that when all the couches and beds were hard as rock?

Borrowing a large hose from Alex, You set the furniture outside in the garden and washed till the sun went down, then you fluffed the cushions till they felt like oversized marshmallows. perfect you thought, till you remembered one thing. How were you gonna get these back inside before nightfall? (answer, Kylar's parents)

PART FOUR : Bob the builder moment

The carpets were ripped, the curtains burned, the rugs with loose threads threatening to trip you at any second, and the floorboards that probably couldn't hold a human jumping on it. Time to put your Bob the builder ™ skills to use.

You're sitting on the floor, repairing the rugs and repairing the curtains, you honestly feel like a grandma doing this, but it's still fun to see the cat designs you sewed on to the curtains.

PART FIVE : showing Kylar

a/n :Honestly, I really just wanted to write this part by making the PC jump out at Kylar while screaming yabidi yabidi yaaaa but it was vetoed by my friends :<

Ohhhhhhh my gosh, you're finally done. Also, shouldn't kylar be coming home from the arcade by now? mann you were excited to show him

This was how the following events played out :

Kylar: oh em gee PC thank you so muchhh I love you mwah mwah

Pc: *basks in glory*

Then they fuck.

(Yabidi yabidi ya part will forever reign superior in my mind)

[dollsahoy]

The craft thrift store is expanding, and to help clear out the store in preparation for the construction work, they had a "take whatever you want for whatever donation you want to give" sale, which also included about 30 bins of outright "just take it" free stuff

Now, as much as I love thrifting and crafts, I know that the normal "everything you can fit into a basket for $20" and "everything in the store for $1 or less" and "teachers fill a basket for free" type sales the store has are, to put it politely, feeding frenzies, so I stay far, far away from those

My friend, however, was in the area that day and decided to stop by. They reported spending two hours digging through the free stuff (unknown how much effort was spent fending off other customers) and leaving with about 40lbs of Stuff (they did also go inside and get "whatever donation you think it's worth" stuff, for which they paid the prices on the tags)

ANYWAY

I saw the friend the other day and they gave me some stuff they'd picked out for me, which was mostly jewelry and sewing stuff. Included in the jewelry stuff was...this

Now. I do very much remember the late 80s/early 90s assortment of badly painted and dubiously sculpted resin craft heads, meant to be adorned with beads and charms and lace or Friendly Plastic™ and made into things like this

but I don't at all remember legs

so now I have legs and actually don't know how to use them

[moomuzan]

༘⋆CHARA. — bnha men , kny men

ੈ INFO — single! dad! headcanons

༉‧TAGS — fluff , aged up

➶ ˚A/N — not to brag but i‘m devastated. this is so cute

#BAKUGO

Always Grumpy™ Dad.

Looks perpetually annoyed, even when he’s doing the most doting dad things.

“Don’t forget your lunch, brat!” he yells, shoving an intricately packed bento with heart-shaped rice balls into his kid’s hands.

When his kid’s team loses at a sports game, he’s the one fuming more than the children. “What do you mean that goal didn’t count?!” he yells while the coach desperately tries to calm him down.

Bakugo insists on strict homework sessions but barely understands the material himself. “Why the hell does this math problem have letters in it?!” He’s that dad who ends up calling Kirishima to “help” while pretending he’s got it under control.

Secretly Soft Dad: His kid walks in on him sewing their torn plushie back together at 3 a.m. “You didn’t see anything, got it?!”

#TODOROKI

Clueless But Trying Dad.

Todoroki is completely out of his depth when it comes to parenting. His child once asked him what’s for dinner, and he handed them soba for the fifth time that week. “It’s nutritious.”

He attends all their school events in the loudest Todoroki way possible: deadpan clapping. If they lose? He pats their head and says something like, “Winning isn’t everything. But… next time, we’ll destroy them.”

His child asks for help with a school art project, and he approaches it like it’s a battlefield. The result? A horrifying abstract mess. His kid still proudly shows it off, though.

“If you finish your homework, we’ll get ice cream,” he promises. Somehow, he is the one who eats three scoops by the end.

#KIRISHIMA

Encouragement Overload Dad.

Kirishima hypes his kid up for everything. “That macaroni necklace you made? It’s a masterpiece! We’re putting it in a display case!”

He cries during parent-teacher conferences when the teacher praises his child.

He volunteers to coach his kid’s sports team but gets way too invested. “No, no, you gotta feel the spirit of the game!” His pep talks last longer than the matches.

His kid asks for help with science homework, and Kirishima tries to turn every answer into something about being “manly.” “Volcanoes are super manly because they erupt with power!”

#MIDORIYA

The Scrapbook Dad™.

Deku documents everything. First steps, first drawing, first sneeze. His kid can’t even eat a sandwich without Deku taking a hundred pictures.

His kid complains about being tired during gym class, so Deku creates a whole training schedule. “We’ll work on stamina first, then agility!” His kid just wants to nap.

Homework: “Let’s research this together!” He ends up learning the entire curriculum while his kid stares at him, confused.

Crying at EVERYTHING: His kid does the smallest thing, like tie their own shoes, and Deku is wiping tears off his face. “You’re growing up so fast!”

#DABI

“Cool” Dad.

Dabi tries to act indifferent about everything, but when his kid brings home an art project, he lowkey keeps it on his fridge for years. “Don’t read into it.”

His kid always steals his snacks, and he complains every time, but he still buys extra just for them.

At a school match, he heckles the referee when they make a bad call. “Oh, come on! What, are you blind?” When the teacher tries to scold him, he just grins and lights up a cigarette.

He tries to tell his kid a bedtime story but gets bored halfway through and starts making up weird, chaotic endings. “And then the princess set everything on fire. The end.”

#TANJIRO

Soft Boy Dad.

Tanjiro packs lunch boxes with cute little notes and carved fruit animals. His kid opens their lunch in front of their friends and groans, “Dad, stop making my sandwiches into hearts!”

He cheers for his kid even when they come in last at a race. “You gave it your best! That’s all that matters!”

Tanjiro tries to help with math homework but ends up confusing himself. “Wait… so the train is traveling at 60 kilometers per hour…” His kid eventually takes the textbook and says, “Never mind, Dad.”

His kid tries to bake with him, but Tanjiro somehow sets the kitchen on fire. “We can fix this! It’s fine!”

#TENGEN

Flashy Dad™.

Tengen insists on making everything extravagant. His kid gets a birthday party with fireworks, live music, and a five-tier cake. “What? This is normal parenting!”

He’s the dad who shows up to the sports match wearing a custom jersey with his kid’s face on it. His cheers are deafening, and his kid is mortified.

“Math? Who needs math when you’ve got style!” He distracts his kid with ninja flips instead of helping with homework.

The first time his kid brings home a crush, Tengen interrogates them with full dramatic flair: “What are your intentions with my precious gem?”

#GIYUU

Quietly Overprotective Dad.

Giyuu doesn’t say much, but he watches everything. If someone so much as looks at his kid wrong, his glare could freeze them solid.

He sits silently during the entire match, but the one time his kid scores, he claps once. His kid notices and beams because that is high praise from Giyuu.

His kid asks for help with history homework, and Giyuu stares at the page for ten minutes before mumbling, “This wasn’t in my era…”

His kid falls asleep on the couch, and Giyuu carefully tucks a blanket around them, sitting beside them in case they wake up.

#ZENITSU

Over-the-Top Drama Queen.

His kid gets a scraped knee, and Zenitsu screams like it’s a mortal wound. “My baby! You’re too precious for this world!”

Loudest Sports Parent

He cheers so loudly at matches that the referee tells him to sit down. He’s also the dad who cries when his kid loses.

His kid brings him a math problem, and Zenitsu panics. “This is witchcraft! Why does the answer have letters in it?!”

Clingy Bedtime and drop-off Rituals: “One more hug! Okay, now one more! Alright, just one more after that!” — *Cries.*

#INOSUKE

Wild Dad™

Inosuke’s idea of parenting is throwing his kid in the air “to build their strength.” He accidentally throws them too high once and panics mid-air.

Unhinged.

He barges onto the field mid-match to yell, “NO! YOU CHARGE STRAIGHT AT THEM! NO FEAR!” His kid tries to explain that it’s not how soccer works.

His kid asks for help, and Inosuke just growls at the book, as if he can intimidate the answers out of it. Eventually, they both give up and eat snacks instead.

His kid brings home a handmade macaroni necklace, and Inosuke wears it for weeks. “It’s armor from my spawn!”

[nadiajustbe]

I will NEVER shut up about how the whole Justin and Ben plotline fits the whole "fairytale satire" narrative so hilariously perfect, you don't even have to put any effort to make it work.

You know what every old fairytale had to have? A Prince. A Prince saving the Princess, the love of his life, trapped by the main antagonist of the story (usually evil stepmother or — even more classically — the dragon) and this usually involves the Prince risking his life for the Princess™.

And yes, the trope kinda fits Sophie and Howl, considering the end of HMC, but it also fits Ben and Justin, especially concerning Justin is, in fact, the Prince.

Ben was used by WotW as a lure for Justin and it worked almost flawlessly. Justin was ready, and in fact, did figuratively and literally layed his head for the chance to find and save his friend from the main antagonist™.

And the irony of the situation is that, fist of all, there's no actual Princess, there's only the Royal Wizard (although who says he cannot be the love of Prince's life). But also that, unlike the classic Prince or Howl he didn't succeed. He literally died trying to find Ben, then got sewed into a weird Perfect Man, and the other part of him got threw out into another man. He literally died — all because he went to say the Beautiful Princess from the Horrible Dragon and fucking FAILED.

And yet it fits so well.

[gamerbearmira]

In your new au, what happens when all the kids realize their parents are gone?

Ummmm I guess building on that one idea (the only one), the Encanto is essentially run by the kids. The oldest kids among them are like 13, and everyone else is younger. One of the other things about this idea I had was that they were stuck in time.

Closest they have to an adult is Casita

At first, it's like a giant party. No adults??? That means they can do whatever they want! But they quickly realize that there are no adults...anywhere in the Encanto. They're just gone. It doesn't take long for them to flock to Casita, cause everyine knows the Madrigals can solve anything. They basically have to adapt, and it takes months to do so. Thankfully most of the older kids can cook, so they weren't just going hungry.

Most of, if not all of the kids pretty much uprooted their lives and brought them to the houses closest to Casita. The older kids realized it was WAY too risky for all of them to be soaced out like that, especially with the toddlers and few babies that there were.

They essentially take over whatever roles their parents, grandparents, older siblings, ANY adults have. Say what you want about kids, but they can smart when they want to, and they spend a lot of time outside and are very observant. And they can read. Follow instructions. And while kids are hard headed, they learn after failing the first few times.

Yes they dress up as the adults. What else can they do?? Not many of them know how to sew, and they can't wear the same clothes everyday, when so few kids know how to wash clothes.

Antonio will likely just spawn in the nursery, idk. Idk he'll be a baby or automatic 4 (before his ceremony). If so, then basically he'll be pumped with Camilo and Mirabel and they'll just be the new triplets ™

Also, it's not just the "Madrigals" anymore. Because they're such close friends, the Guzmán's, meaning Mariano and his younger siblings, basically move into Casita to help out the other Madrigal kids.

That's all I've got so far. I was toying with the idea that the doors for the adults also disappear. They're replaced with other doors for the Guzmán children (because it's pretty much Madrigal-Guzmán after a certain point).

[bloxpen]

BITES YOU. could i get something centered around agere ghosdeeri and caretaker vinestaff?

alternatively: 007n7 x chance x guest going out like. idfk grocery shopping. or put a playlist on shuffle and write a fic centered around the first song you get for them. im not picky

YESSS. so so gladly. anything for my friend. i hope you enjoy. smiles sneetly

agere!ghosdeeri + caretaker!vine staff headcanons

plenty of flower petnames. vine has a list of ones she thinks ghosdeeri likes the most. among them are petal, sprout, tulip, and rosebud.

vine speaks in a really particular voice when she's in Caretaking Mode™. she slips into that preschool teacher voice. [gently] "do you want apple slices or blueberries today?"

shuriken is pretty good at sewing, since he made his own costume. sometimes vine enlists his help to make ghosdeeri blankets or other nice little gifts, since she herself isn't as interested in making clothes like shuriken is.

vine loves taking ghosdeeri out to the garden and getting her to help with the flowers. she loves how ghosdeeri lights up when she pulls out a particularly stubborn weed or how interested she gets in vine's passionate rambles about horticulture.

ghosdeeri has a lot of texture sensitivities when she's regressed, but vine is very patient and adaptable. you don't like the texture of that shirt? that's okay, let's try some others. you don't want to wear shoes today? that's okay, sprout, do you think we could try flipflops?

they like to do big jigsaw puzzles together. the more pieces, the better. they're usually week long projects they poke at whenever they're bored and have nothing else they want to do.

[marshbarks]

What are some of your favorite HCs for the girls? :)

sat on this one for a couple days so i could THINK about it. i didn't wanna give a bunch of JUST "here's their interactions with the boys" or "here's their struggles with being a woman in society™" headcanons so i was ruminating

bebe really likes horror movies! she can be a bit picky, but she finds horror media to be fascinating and loves it. of course, she's a big fan of the final girl trope and has a handful of poems from final girl by daphne gottlieb memorized. she's not big on true crime but indulges in it out of quiet fascination more than anything.

wendy does drag bc its fun and awesome :3

nichole really really really loves little knickknacks. she likes having little possessions to remind her of things. having a physical piece of memory is super special to her- definitely a keychain collector

heidi has stretch marks!

heidi also loves sewing. she likes to craft outfits and accessories and tends to give these out to her friends. any physical craft calls to her and she gets so into them. she has made her friends so many things.

red is a big trekkie, but isn't big on sw at alllll she just doesn't like it. couldn't tell you why. never gripped her attention.

lola plays soccer and bebe is a swimmer

wendy is the one who pitched the idea of a volleyball team to the school so thats why shes the captain of the team, she likes that it works as a way to clear her head. she can jsut imagine the ball as someone's face when she's frustrated and then spiking it into the goddamned ground feels way better

they all make each other playlists constantly and send them around. just like "ugh i had a bad morning so i made a 'get out of bed bitch' list and thought it'd help you <3" and yknow what. maybe it does.

they still do their Girls Meetings as they get older, but it becomes a group chat that does video calls and stuff. yeah there's some friendship fallouts here and there and right now theyre on pause bc of general "everyones busy" but the group chat is so special to everyone bc its such a good memory of how they were as kids

[coldfruit123]

Name: Ruth B.

Hight: 6’2

Age: 31

Job: Prop Handler, First Assistant.

Green eyes, brown hair, large electrical burn scars on both her hands and lower arms. Butterfly tattoos on her upper back

Ruth B is a main member of the Prop Department, she is incharge of creating, maintaining and organizing the props for Welcome Home.

Ruth suffers from “big scary stoic woman” presents, but just get to know her even a little bit and you will never see her as scary again. She’s down to earth, loyal, honest and genuine.

With two nieces and a nephew now in her apartment, Ms. B works hard to support them and is trying her best everyday in this circus of a Studio.

She tries to keep her work life and social life Separate. 

(It’s not going well)

@frillsand

More words and images below :3

Ruth B. is a down to earth,  brick wall of a human woman. She suffers from resting ‘leave me alone or i’ll cut you’ face, which goes well with her stoic mountain creature vibs she gives off. 

Once she's more acquainted with a person she becomes this soft, gentle, genuine, goofy goober of a giantess that is the Mom Friend™.  She is also truthful to a fault, she tells you what's what and expects it from those around her. This is often too blunt and can come off a bit rude to some people. She’s working on that.

 If you need something, she probably has it either in her bag or in her work desk. Didn’t eat lunch? Here, have some granola bars. Got a cut doing something stupid? Enjoy this iodine and a bandage. Popped a stitch and didn't want to tell the onsite nurse? Okay, hold still while she carefully sews you closed with some strong thread and needle. You need to talk about something, pull up a chair and let it out.. 

She holds years of life experiences she gained from working a wide range of jobs. From electrician certified to motorcycle repairs, from Stage lighting assistant at a Drag club to sketchy construction works. 

Ruth has been working in the Props department for the past seven months after she resigned from her last job as a mermaid at the local aquarium. She doesn't leave the department unless the set needs something from the back.

Her main job is crafting, restoring, and keeping track of all the props in the studio. She also holds most of the brain cells in her department, that is until  prop master Mac leaves, then all bets are off. Ruth has made dumb and sometimes dangerous things just because there was no one around to stop her.

She has three kids, two nieces and a nephew, who are staying with her while their mom figures some things out. Ruth only had these kids for two months and if anything happens to them, not even the stars in the sky could stop her vengeance.

The kiddos

The Coworkers/Friends

She used to go to therapy once every other week, but now she attends at least once a week. She’s really working on herself to provide a better environment for her kids and friends.

She’s on good terms with most of the cast members. However it's hard to get to know people when you don’t leave your designated area.

Poppy comes into the Prop Department to make use of the “Hidden” nap nook when she gets too frazzled. Ruth offers her tissues, water snacks whenever the lovely bird needs them.

Sally and Julie have started coming in to chat, mostly about how nice and sweet Mr. Darling is and oh my gosh you should really work with him, he’s such a good guy!

Frank and Eddy are probably the ones she trusts the most with her kids. They just give off “Good Parenting” vibs. 

Ruth is no longer allowed to hang out with Barnaby and Howdy on set for they give each other the giggles with dad jobs.

Her relationship with Mr. Darling was very nonexistent for six out of the seven months she worked for Playfellow Studio. It wasn’t until she met him as her blind date did she even talked to the guy. She suffered some wild whiplash when the sweet, silly, little gentlemen she met turned out to be Playfellow Studio’s biggest and grumpiest drama queen, with a cruel catty attitude. Now, he seems to be popping up all over the place. 

There is soooo much more I want to add, but if anyone is I have more stuff on my TikTok, far too much to talk about here. 

There are comics, many many more original characters I haven't even mentioned here, character studies and all around shenanigans over there.

[geese-ball]

Something about Love & Computers: First Meeting

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Every day since he found out that there was an actual real life high school that he could attend without a cloaking brooch or forged documents, Donnie was extatic. She could actually go to high school, make friends, get in a messy relationship and make bad decisions. And they probably didnt need to worry about their grades, after all he is a literal genius.

Perhaps other people would call Donnie paranoid, but they prefer the term 'prepared'. And as such, her clothes had been set out and bag packed the night before. He had planned ahead for food as there probably wouldnt be anything sensory friendly in the canteen, so they had prepared some Flavourless Juice™ for breakfast and lunch.

So when she woke up that morning, they were calm. Well, calmer than he would've been otherwise. But it was still a big change. Thankfully, they had her siblings (minus April, who was in human high school) to cling to. He got dressed in a plain black short sleeved crop top with an even shorter, sheer purple, long sleeved crop top with flowers on it. The two tops left a small gap between them. Their bottom half was relatively simple, with baggy black cargos and chunky combat boots. To accessorise, she layered a couple of simple black belts with silver studs and gromets, a choker, some dangly earrings and a purple headscarf. He quickly did their eyeliner and eyebrows, adding a few sparkles under their eyes for funsies, before grabbing his bag and heading to the kitchen.

"Good morrow, brethren, how art ye?" they greeted, placing their bag down on a chair and heading for the refrigerator. They all replied accordingly.

"You excited for today?" Raph questioned, clearly able to tell that her younger sibling was stressed. Curse their annoying yet endearing habit of speaking in Old English when overwhelmed.

"Unbelievably so, my anxiety is lessened due to having packed everything yesterday. I have my tech bō, pain killers, hydration sachets, mini sewing and first aid kits, a small selection of scientific instruments, and most importantly," he took out two bottles of flavourless juice from the fridge, holding them up to show everyone, "my flavourless juice.". They shook one before opening it and began to drink it whilst prepping their thermos with ice.

"Prepared as ever, mi hermane, we'll be together the whole time, no need to stress with Neon Leon around!" He grinned at Donnie, who regarded him in much the same way you would some gum on the underside of a desk you accidentally touched. (Donnie would never admit it, but she was incredibly thankful that her twin was planning on spending the day with her, and it made her anxiety a lot less overwhelming).

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Once they reached the gates of the school, Donnie was shaking with nerves and standing so close to Leo it seemed like they were trying to fuse into one. Either Leo knew how she felt, or he felt the same, because he moved to hold Donnie's hand, squeezing it reassuringly.

The school was massive. It was painted a faint purple, which he appreciated. The main section had an arched roof, with a huge red, horned skull above the windows. To the left was a rounded tower, that was taller han the rest of the school by quite a bit, and past that was a large semi-circular auditorium with bright spotlights pointed at the stage. The seats were already filled with people. To the right was a section of the school with a slanted roof, it looked disconcertinly normal. And to the side of that was a sports area with plenty of seating for spectators and four gigantic lights shining onto the grass.

Tsking a deep breath, Donnie squeezed Leo's hand, turned the sound sensitivity on her headphones down, and began to walk inside.

Being the paranoid person they were, Donnie had made Leo come with them an hour early. For the first fifteen minutes or so, they walked around the campus to find their classes and get their bearings. When they were confident that they wouldn't get lost, they decided to go and chill in the library.

"This building is not tall enough to warrant this many stairs." Donnie huffed, out of breath from climbing up the seemingly endless spiral staircase to the library. Leo hummed in agreement.

Beyond the arch at the top of the stairs was the library. Golden morning light shone through the arched windows, glimmering off of the computers in a dazzling display. It made the books look mystical as it illuminated them and their shelves, and highlighted the plants around the room. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

Leo nudged them, so they continued walking into the library. Due to the early hour, there was almost nobody there, it was serene. They sat down at a small table that had three passably comfortable chairs and began to talk quietly.

After a short while, a door opened. Neither of them had noticed the door, but they both turned to watch in curiosity now that they had.

A tall... android? stepped out. It was almost all white with chest casing that mimicked pectoral muscles before ending to reveal a partially exposed endoskeleton. The endoskeleton was also visible at the joints, which all had golden discs at either side. There was visible wiring at the shoulders and tubing in the abdomen. Its head appeared to be an old fashioned PC monitor, with a dark green screen and a lighter green, pixilated analogue smiley face. It was holding a small aloe vera plant in its hands. Donnie couldn't stop staring.

Then it turned its head and seemed to notice them staring. "Hello, friends..." The robot stopped, puzzled. He tilted his head, expression changing to a puzzled one. "Apologies, it seems we have not met before. My name is Calculester, I am also a student here. This is my aloe vera, Plantlina Joleaf, she is not a student here. And you are?"

"I have a lot of names: Leonardo, Neon Leon, Nardo, Lee, Great and Fearless leader. But most people just call me Leo." He grinned at the sentient computer. After a few seconds, he realised that his dear twin was not talking, and nudged him with the appropriate ammount of force for such an occasion.

Donnie winced at this, but began talking anyways. "Hi, I'm Donatello. uh. Donnie" They said, quickly, still not taking his eyes off of Calculester. "I, um, I like your plant, are you into botany too? By 'too' I mean as well as me, because I'm really into botany..." They trailed off, realising that they had been talking for too long and probably was over explaining.

Calculester's expression changed to an analogue heart emoji. "Yes! Botany is one of my favorite subjects. May I?" He gestured to the empty seat. Donnie nodded.

"I think I forgot where one of my classes is, I'm gonna go double check while you two talk about plants or whatever" Leo lied, looking between the two budding botanists before he got up and hastily left the library. Donnie barely even acknowledged his departure.

"Could you tell me about your plants?" Calculester asked as he sat down, placing Plantalina infront of him and crossing his arms on the table.

Donnie's tail wags against the seat, he never gets to talk about his plants!! Of course, he goes into 'speech mode' as Leo calls it, talking all about the plants they grow, their benefits, and how to take care of them, dropping a few anecdotes where relevent. More than once, she gets a little too loud and ends up getting told off by the librarian, though she's nice about it. And then he asks Calculester about his plants, and he answers, talking about his plants, their personalities, and how he cares for them. He tells Donnie that all of the plants in the library are his, and how thw librarian and he are close, so she lets him keep a few of his plants here.

After what seemed like a few minutes, Leo reappears. "Hey, DonTron, its almost time for class, you coming?"

Donnie pulls out their phone to check the time. "Oh shit, it is." He turns to Calculester. "Um, I have class in S069, I guess I'll see you at lunch?"

"Actually, that is my first class aswell, would you like to walk together?"

"Yeah, that'd be. um. thatd be great."

And so they went to class, then ate lunch together, where Calculester introduced Donnie to a few of his friends, who she got along with decently. Score. They all exchanged numbers so that they could keep in contact outsode of school Then they went their seperate ways for their other class. And then it was home time.

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"He's the one."

"You say that literally all the time"

"I know but this time it's real!! Leo, he's literally perfect. He's a robot, he's sweet, he likes plants for god's sake!! He's my soulmate I swear!"

Leo rolls his eyes and resigns himself to at least a month of hearing about this guy constantly. Whatever makes his twin happy he supposes. But if their heart is broken, he's going to turn Calculester into scrsp metal. But he seems nice, so that probably won't happen.

At dinner that night, they all talked about their days. Raph played sports, Mikey did art, and Leo was with him all day. They all seemed to enjoy their first day and made new friends. When it was Donnie's turn, they talked about Calculester and how smart and kind and wonderful he was whilst the others shared knowing glances. It seemed that Spooky High was the beginning of a wonderful new adventure for all of them.

[rapid-artwork]

After honing my cartoon-ing skills a bit further, I've moved on to making some new characters for a secret project. Studying the Cartoon Network™ style has paid off.

Names subject to chance, but for now let's meet Charlie and Penny.

Charlie (Lee to his friends, Charlie to his teachers, Charles to his parents whenever he is in trouble.) He is the ultimate big brother. He just turned 13 and is convinced that he is the coolest person to ever exist. He even has his own Palm Pilot Handi-Man™ 20X6! He definitely didn't steal it from his dad's office, so don't even ask!

His RCA-Lyra Portable Music Player™ is filled to capacity with all the hottest MP3s. (Literally just the Kingdom Hearts OST and nothing else.) He knows all the cheat codes to every Sega Dreamcast game, and just last week he got to see his first PG-13 movie! (Jurassic Park 2: The Lost World, he hasn't seen the first one and probably isn't aware it exists.) He was very brave and only cried a few times!

He spent all of his allowance on a pair of ripped jeans but his mom made him sew patches on the knees so his legs wouldn't get cold.

He can and will die for Penny at the drop of hat.

Penny: (Short for Penelope, but she tells everybody that it's short for "Dollar", exactly 99 cents short. She's very proud of that joke and tells it everybody.)

She is the ultimate little sister. She is 10 years old and is very nervous about what happens when you are too old to count your age on your fingers. She loves playing with her dolls, and listening to her favorite death metal band, 𝕲𝕺𝕺𝕱𝖄 𝕺𝕮𝕿𝕺𝕭𝕰𝕽 (Goofy October; the most intense PG rated death metal band in all of Canada.)

She has a bad relationship with the local dentist because she refuses to stop chewing on the cool rocks she finds in the woods behind her school. She has destroyed multiple retainers with great prejudice and shows no signs of stopping anytime soon.

Literally everyone loves Penny and finds it impossible to say a bad word about her no matter how hard they try. Every single person in town is terrified of what might happen if she gets too sad. It is foretold in the ancient scriptures that if Penny cries for more than 60 seconds the entire world comes to a violent end.

These two are gonna be protagonists in a fun little video game I'm pitching. It will be very weird.

In process sketches I made in designing their character below the cut:

Charlie had Johnny Bravo energy from the beginning. It was pivotal that he wasn't just "cool" but specifically what a 13 year old THINKS is "cool"

Penny's design was nearly perfect from the get-go, but I had to get the hair just right. She feels like a mix of every single KND character and I like that.

[tigersharktheautisticseawing]

GUYS OMG I JUST FIGURED THIS OUT IN THE SHOWER

SO YOU KNOW HOW IN S2 EP4 BLITZ DOESN'T VISIT STOLAS IN THE HOSPITAL

WELL IO THINK I JUST FIGURED OUT WHY

SO IN OOPS FIZZAROLLI SAYS THAT NO ONE TOLD HIM THAT BLITZ CAME TO VISIT HIM

AND BLITZ SAID THAT THAT THEY TOLD HIM FIZZ DOESN'T WANT TO SEE HIM

AND ALSO WHEN HE TRIED TO VISIT BARBIE WIRE IN HOSPITAL AND EVENTUALLY FOUND HER SHE SAID SHE NEVER WANTS TO SEE HIM AGAIN

SO HE PROBABLY SUBCONCSIOUSLY WAS SCARED THAT STOLAS HATES HIM NOW

ALSO I THINK I KNOW WHO TOLD BLITZ THAT FIZZAROLLI DIDN'T WANT TO SEE HIM

So the person responsible NOT ONLY told Blitz that he doesn't want to be seen, but ALSO told Fizz that he wasn't seen

So if only the first one was true you could argue that was just someone that thought that Fizz won't want to see the person who almost killed him on his birthday

BUT, the person didn't tell Fizz about anything

Now, considering the huret Fizz expressed in Oops, it's safe to assume that the effect of the presumed willing absence of Blitz was visible from the outside

Meaning that any person who made an honest mistake would tell him and maybe even call Blitz back in

But, they didn't

Meaning that it had to be someone who didn't give a SHIT about Fizz's emotional health and about Blitz in his entirety

Now, I know a person that fits the description

Cash Buckzo

Also known as Blitz's dad

Think about it

It's clear that he doesn't give a rat's ass about Blitz, his biological son, but does kinda care for Fizz

But the fact that he was willing to sell either of them to Paimon meant that he didn't care for him as a person

He cared for him as a star preformer

He cared for what was basically his property

Now, why would he did what was described to happen in the series?

Imagine you have a teddy bear. It's your favorite, it's soft, the perfect size, as firm as you want, and you cuddle it every night.

Now imagine you also have a friend who loves your teddy bear

He makes little dresses for the bear, always plays with him when coming over, gives compliments and sometimes brings him up in conversation

Now, one day, he accidentally tears the bear's limbs off

There's stuffing everywhere, your friend is apologizing, you call up a different friend who can sew, but the bear is visibly re-sewed, not as firm as before, a bit less comfortable and visibly damaged

So you tell your friend that he can't come over again, because he tore your teddy bear apart

To make sure he never breaks the bear again

And that's what I think is going on with Cash and Fizz

He doesn't see Fizz as a person, but as an object

So it would make sense that he wouldn't want the thing that destroyed the object around it, now would it?

Anyway, that was my analisys™, leave your thoughts down below and I bid you a good day

[pants-magic-pants]

✧⊹JARETH BALLROOM COAT⊹✧

[This post is part of a series about constructing Jareth's entire masquerade ball costume. Visit the master post here.]

Fabric Selection [Part 2 of 2] The Drama of the Lining

Hello all you fine goblins, goblinettes, masqueraders, bog creatures(?)... I'm back to ramble a lot, and unless you are really into sewing or want to make this coat, this post will probably bore the hell out of you but by all means here it is.

Firstly I want to say that I'm part of a Labyrinth cosplay group now, have a beautiful Sarah waiting for me in just a state above, a masquerade dancer who is already my good friend, and we'd love to do a dreamy photoshoot for everyone at a ballroom or wedding venue somewhere between us. However, I'm financially strained. I'm working extra shifts, offering commissions, etc, but it's only doing so much. If you've made it this far and have been appreciating any of my content, please consider tipping the blog. All the posts have a button that looks like this ($). Please help us unite. Please please, throw a dollar into my guitar case, won't you?

ANYHOO! I'm not good at lining, as I think I've mentioned. There's a lot more I need to learn to get it looking good and structured, and in this case there was so much gravity working against it too. I also am sure you notice that there are ghastly black stitches across the middle of the pleats on the inside... had thought that wouldn't be showing... whoops.

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We’ll start with the creamy, slightly sparkly, crimped(?) fabric that lines the tail first. It doesn’t appear to be lurex/foiled silk or satin, as it seems to be even lighter weight than those fabrics. That’s the first thing that I would say is important about picking this lining: it needs to be something SUPER LIGHTWEIGHT.

The reason being that, at least for the way I did the pleats, there was as much of it needed as the velvet, as it all got folded together. Even if you didn't do it this way, you would only want to add the least amount of extra weight as possible, using something that is still durable and isn't going to blow every which way.

That made the search pretty limiting, as did the fact that it needed to be opaque, flowy, and non-stretchy. Originally when I began searching, I was looking for things like organza or chiffon with crimps/ridges, which looked very pretty, but they were too sheer unless layered, and layering would have made them too stiff. 

After doing further research post-completion of the coat, viscose seems like it would have looked and behaved correctly, since it's soft, light, non-stretchy and not sheer, but apparently it isn't the most environmentally friendly fabric, so it’s something to consider. There's also cupro, though I've never gotten my hands on either of these so it's hard to say that definitively. It’s supposed to have a similar appearance and drape as silk, but it's not quite as shiny. It's opaque, and unless it's mixed with elastane or rayon it's not supposed to be very stretchy either, which leads me to…

What not to use: a stretchy fabric, like for any lining on any project. I already made that clear, but did I follow my own advice? Not this time. I got fed up with fabric drama and settled for a very pretty but stretchy foiled fabric, hell if I know what it was because it was late one evening at Jo-Ann Fabric, and I was Over That Shit™ and suffered a lapse in judgment. The result was slight warping from over-handling, and the entire seam between it and the inner facing was bubbly. I’m still kicking myself. Shoulda’ gone home. Shoulda’ said “no, Jo-Ann.”

Here's what I used. Yeah, it's pretty right? But that's all it is.

Another thing to note is that there are subtle ridges in the bottom lining. Not pleats, but like, crimping? It’s a very similar texture to Sarah’s dress. Searching for terms related to ridges would help find something similar, and as for colors, I searched for mainly creams, or borderline beige. Sometimes “champagne” also yielded good results. It’s definitely not white or even ivory, as white will turn the color scheme of the coat way too cold, stark, and sterile. Ivory (while warm-toned) may have the same effect. 

It helped me to look at a color wheel and decide the most complimentary combination based on the exact shade of blue that my velvet was. The ballroom coat’s actual shade of blue may seem to vary based on the photograph, but after seeing a lot of reference photos, I started to be able to tell which ones had been, em, tweaked, enhanced, etc. and that tended to be the ones that presented it as electric blue or leaning towards turquoise. The true shade seems to be like one shade cooler than true-blue. Am I making sense?

Given that, the lining’s shade of cream would need to be basically a pure cream color, not leaning towards rosy/orange NOR towards green on the color wheel, in order to be complimentary. However, for anyone who’s making the coat who wants to use a warmer shade of blue for the velvet, this is perfectly fine, it just will change just about every other color choice that you make, down to the color of the jewels and buttons. You may find that all your other blues need to be warmer shades, and that a rosier cream lining (champagne) looks best. 

Before moving on to the top lining, I want to mention that there is - strangely – a piece of cream colored tulle in the back? Not sure how that looks if you were to open the coat and look in, and since I couldn’t think of a way to make that look good, I didn’t include it. 

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The top lining! We can’t see what’s in there, so this comes down to intuition and preference. I wanted a fully lined coat that looked good and had an aesthetically pleasing transition from one fabric to another, so I pretty much lined the top as if it was its own mini jacket, and I chose satin in a slightly lighter shade of cool blue. A little too light to be called navy but I’m sure people still would call it that.

I wouldn’t recommend using the same fabric used on the tail for the top because the fabric for the tail seems too textured to be smooth enough to get in and out of without issues. Best to stick with classic lining: silk or satin, in blue or a neutral that would match something else on the coat. Black, cream, maybe even dark/metallic grey or silver? The extra challenge of using a shade of blue is that you’d have to be very discerning about whether or not it matched. I had to take the velvet with me everywhere when making my decisions.

Almost nothing featured here is what I used, but here's me being diligant and bringing my swatches everywhere.

Not only did the color have to match, but the texture and amount of shimmer also mattered. Super matte silks/satins seemed to anchor down the splendor of the sparkling velvet too much. The really shiny fabrics looked best. I settled for something a little more subdued, but okay. It was okayyyy. Again, I was Over It™. 

Well, was that super interesting, or what?