#but she does!

[monbons]

Stitches and Sentences

Morning all! Thanks to everyone who tagged me on Wednesday. I'm excited to see all the COBB art and fic finally going up, as well as previews of what is to come. I'm gonna try to keep it short today because I am on a writing roll and want to seize the creative flow while it's flowing!

STITCHES One of the benefits of having a doll maker as a parent is that they can make you anything you want! Littlest Bon is so obsessed with K-Pop Demon Hunters she asked if she could join a fandom like mommy. In lieu of giving her unfettered access to tumblr, we went with a doll. I posted Rumi, the lead singer of Huntr/x here, but below are some fun details, including a WIP of her demon marks and the inside of her fully lined jacket.

Littlest Bon and felt Rumi have been inseparable since her creation. As soon as the last limb got attached, my kiddo nabbed her and ran away! I almost couldn't get her back to fit her for the jacket.

SENTENCES I've made tons of progress on my Cheer AU. I'm at about the half-way point (currently I've outlined 13 total chapters but my counts always go up while writing). Hopefully, I'll figure out a title for this thing soon, but titles are hard for me, so until then... here are some sentences from Baz POV in chapter 1. You get to meet Agatha, who is amazing in this fic!

Agatha comes hopping out her front door, her purple cheer bag trailing behind her as she struggles to pull her right shoe on with just one hand. When she reaches my car, she throws open the door and settles into the passenger seat with a whoosh of floral perfume. The scent is overpowering, practically a third presence, and I cough. “Watch it, Agatha. This car is a classic,” I chastise, as she shoves her bag to her feet. The metal zipper pulls scrape along the bottom of the glove compartment, and I wince. “It’s a rust bucket.” Agatha tosses her hair, releasing another sickly sweet wave of perfume as she smacks her gum. “And you drive like a grandmother,” she adds, flashing one of her fake cheer smiles. (Typical Agatha. Sweet on the outside, ruthless on the inside.) “This car is an heirloom, and I drive with caution,” I clarify, patting the dash of my most prized possession. (A ‘96 Jaguar XJR. British Racing Green. Gorgeous.) Aunt Fiona gifted it to me this past spring before taking off on another adventure with her ridiculous boyfriend.

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[thomas-the-goat-of-satan]

Claudia's commitment to being the creepiest girl alive is frankly awe inspiring.

[rcdfield]

late summer gothic aesthetics

i was tagged by @morvaris​ and honestly THANK YOU so much!! I love those things were you can explore your ocs to the SMALLEST detail! <3 thank you!!

tagging: @chocobothis​ @aelyosos​ @arklay​ @swordcoasts​​ & everyone who wants to explore their ocs as well!! <3

rules: bold what applies to your ocs/their aesthetic, italicize what sort of or somewhat applies, strike through what doesn’t/never applies

road-trip burnout >> bloodshot eyes, flickering neon motel signs, aviator sunglasses, magic 8 balls, recurrent dreams of gray aliens, beaded curtains, dusty denim and incense smoke, sepia desert vistas, playlists of 1960s rock songs, coded messages in television static, comets in the night sky, fake ids, gas station snacks, jesus bobble heads, split lips, patchouli, paranoia between friends

southern cemetery >> magnolia blossoms, chipping white porch swings, spanish moss, suffocating humidity, faded photographs of lacy weddings, tire tracks in mud, mausoleum angels, family trees, the yellow-green eyes of alligators, repressed childhood memories bubbling to the surface, broken porcelain dolls, legs covered with mosquito bites, blood promises, crucifixes and barbed wire

inter dimensional park ranger >> the yellow eye shine of an unseen animal, circling turkey vultures, unnatural fluctuations in the passage of time, daddy long legs in rotting logs, distorted backwards speech through a walkie talkie, unexplainable antler shrines, coniferous mountain horizons, star-like bonfire sparks whirling in an indigo night, nests of infant barn owls, claw marks in tent fabric

haunted boardwalk >> rickety ferris wheels, carnival lights through fog, saltwater taffy and tarot card readings, childhood best-friends, thunderstorms over the sea, tear-streaked face paint, chipping animatronics partially submerged in brackish water, ill-fated games of truth or dare, vintage circus posters boasting mermaids and wolf men, underwater caves marked with a skull and crossbones

[zerogender-onlyswag]

One thing I learned from the Steven Universe podcast: Rebecca Sugar really likes the word pastiche.

[fancyspants]

Here’s the opossum that was rescued from a puddle today. He played dead for awhile, my mom was convinced he was actually dead a few times. But once he got dried off he relaxed a bit and livened up. Lol He's dry and cozy in the box with some food and water now getting some well deserved rest.

[happinessismagicc]

I forgot that Baby Box loves dinosaurs: she's me for real because dinosaurs were one of my special interests as a kid (never really grew out of the dinosaur phase)! ❤️

[starpotentia1]

💬 + my milla

NOW PLAYING ... TIME FOR ODILE'S OPINIONS, ft. @anviled

" maybe agreeing to work for another overlord after everything was a stupid idea, i don't know. people weren't exactly falling over themselves to hire me and carmilla could've given me a way shittier offer, but she didn't. she's fair. " not a word odile ever thought she'd use to describe anyone in hell, let alone someone with as many souls under her command as carmilla, but the longer she works here, the more she feels it's true. " ... she's done a lot more for me than she had to. i like working for her. "