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bisekcual · 2 years
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I like thinking about Binx and Hob bonding over "make do and mend" habits, patching things and repurposed trash. Hob has some hesitations- goblins destroy, they don't create- but finds he's always had this talent, just been ashamed of it, refusing to nurture it.
he's always seemed very sentimental to me. i like to think his uniform is the same set he's been wearing for hundreds of years, meticulously repaired to keep it in order. it's not the first set he's worn, and he went through quite a few when he was younger and newer to mending things. it's a skill that isn't taught much in the goblin court, clothing repair, a process too delicate and time-consuming in a court that prided its own impatience, but for something to last in a court that lacks magic, it must be cared for by hand. hob got better at it given time, though it took some trial and error, given that he was mostly teaching himself.
of course, to mend invisibly was the necessary goal of his practice, both for the sake of hiding his eccentricity from his peers, and for the sake of appearing similar to the magic, high-stationed fey of other courts when meeting them as part of delegations. to have a stitch out of place, for the color of his darning to be a shade off, was an embarrassment that he was intimately familiar with. he often wondered if that particular feeling were something only he, with his strange coveting of permanence and his long nights spent trying to summon it to being around him, had ever experienced.
when hob met the lady binx - and it was binx, namely, rather than her glamor, that he cared for - he immediately admired her. she had a deftness of hand in her craftwork that he could not imagine possessing, formed clever and beautiful things from nothing as if by some incredible magic of thread. but of course, it was more or less the product of their bare hands, not the magic that coursed through her veins below her skin. he was as intimidated by her skill as he was elated to find a kindred spirit in her.
it was only after the bloom that he fully realized how similar they were. he and rue had been staying together for some time at the outskirts of the court of wonder, taking up residence in an old, forgotten building while they figured out where they would end up next. one chilly night, hob ventured to binx's quarters to trouble her for some extra blankets, and they opened a closet, reached into a pile of quilts, and pressed them into his hands.
he quickly returned and spread them over their bed, and when he lifted a corner to slip beneath them and back to rue's side, he noticed a subtle difference in texture in the fabric below his thumb. he paused, frowning lightly, and turned the corner toward the moonlight filtering through the window to inspect it. bright blue thread had been darned into a hole in the material some time ago, standing out brightly against the mint green fabric that surrounded it. he turned his gaze slowly down the length of the blanket. patches and stitches of all colors and shapes greeted him from the uneven surface of a thing proudly and exuberantly mended - a thing imperfect, persuaded to last by hands that loved it.
he stared at it for a moment in surprise before tears began to prick at the corners of his eyes. startled by his own reaction, he quickly slid below the covers and pressed himself to rue's still-sleeping side. it took him time to fall asleep, but when he did, he slept warmer than he had in his entire life.
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psykopaths · 4 months
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littlecrib09 · 12 days
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If I unveil my cock 🍆, will you suck it
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felinefractious · 22 days
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Honey Ginger Jacyln
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🎨 Chocolate Tortoiseshell Bicolor
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NPMD best line deliveries
oh shit! oh fuck!! i didnt think thered be a skele'uhn here ?!? im so fucking scared of skele'uhnz!!!
dont frighten him pokey you nasssssty boy
were going to jail...and with my luck no one will even B O T H E R making me their bitch...
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but I...called God a sonofa B word...who am iaieEUGHAHuhuuuh...
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laxsland · 2 months
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Thought it would be fitting (Wally's also sprinkling glitter into his bubbles)
based off of this post : https://www.tumblr.com/mist-the-wannabe-linguist/742755179624038400?source=share
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krasytoonz · 24 days
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Advertising at the Wrong Time there, Howdyadoo!
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blueskittlesart · 4 months
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My illustration final this semester, based on an excerpt from Neil Gaiman's Troll Bridge!
b&w pages under the cut bc i like them :)
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hazelnutnebula · 7 months
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and is the myurderer in the room with us? ?? 🤨🚂🔪
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rob-pattinson · 1 month
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JAKE GYLLENHAAL 2024 | Men's Health: Train Like a Celebrity
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clownsuu · 1 year
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Don’t mind me just have some doodles-
Cw the spooky (?)
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bisekcual · 2 years
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YESS I'm so glad my random idea resonated with you like it does for me. The idea that Hob has sewn injuries before, sewn tents, sewn uniform, pure utility but still doesn't know so much. Doesn't know how nice material can stretch and snag the way tough uniform doesn't. Doesn't know patterns and measurements for anything beside what is outlined for his uniform.
AGH! SEWN INJURIES! SHIT! that hadn't even OCCURRED to me, but it's so true -- injuries in the goblin court would have to be cared for by traditional methods as well, and that includes stitches and the like. GOD! what it means that a skill hob literally acquired to preserve his health is one he's also deeply ashamed of possessing.
on the note of not knowing anything beyond his uniform -- that particular idea is SOOOO good to me, especially after him having tossed away his military jacket in the finale. something from my dms with @obeetlebeetle earlier:
the idea of hob getting into craftwork is. so fucking good. in full tatters at the idea of him practicing until he can make himself an ensemble that makes him feel like himself [as in, knickolas rather than captain hob]…god… like now that you have stripped yourself bare, take my hand and allow me to introduce you to the divine power of choice and creation
i think this also strikes a cord in me as someone who sees mending and repairwork in all forms as incredibly grounding, personally fulfilling things. to invest your time and labor into something and, in doing so, to grant it a fraction of eternity. there's something inherently spiritual about it i think!!
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namibozsu · 8 months
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really good bad image concept that entered my mind
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littlecrib09 · 13 days
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Would you love to have all of this
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heartstopperthoughts · 8 months
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Nick calling it what it is - “I hate you because you literally assaulted him.”
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sluttyhenley · 8 days
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You're following me.
DUNE PART TWO (2024) dir. Denis Villeneuve
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