Pandabarbear

Inspired by !familyshenbing to do pics with my boys ^-^

baby is modified Anya Forger figure by TotalAnime, outfits from Aliexpress, background 'Scumbag System' ep1 on Cruchyroll

'Parfait Crochet' design project

Fluffle of soot sprites❤️

Saw someone do this on Facebook. Made with only found items.

Inspired by the recent 3d lightbox viral art, my project ‘peek a boo’ window frame is going swimmingly.

The test looks amazing! Made condensation by mixing matte modge podge with water and a hint of white posca paint in a travelling spray bottle and light misting for 6 layers. Void made with painters tape!

And I hate saying that

Simple right?

SO everyone in the group does 'which princess are you' quiz.

Here's my happy ass thinking oh yeah, Merrida or Pocahontas, hell I love Jasmine

Snow white.

I got Mfing Snow White.

He was shocked and disturbed.

Never before did he receive souls as an offering or offerings at all.

He took the container and declared to the mages before him, “There is no soul on this earth great enough to grant your desires.”

Taking his leave he stared at his ‘offering’. He knew he must release these frightened humans so he can lead them as he does. He felt a compulsion he never felt before. The object was repulsive, yet still he loved it. He cradled it in his arms. He loathed to let it go. His horror and abhorrence equaled his unconditional love to keep the filled vessel.

The lost guide showed his offering to the God of nature. They told Death that was the way of offerings. Gifts from mortals to gods will fill a god with affection. But offerings do not and cannot last forever. It is not the object but the thought that counts.

The God of nature bade him to give up his offering. The guide whispered his love and happiness to the souls within. The God of nature opened the container and to the many souls that emerged, They gave them their new lives.

Holding the empty vessel the guide ignored the feeling of loss of his first offering.

And the humans lived the cycle of the wheel, but these humans lived with a whisper that was not there before. One that said “I love you, you bring me joy”.

And they loved him. Through their vessel gently carried by Death from that moment forth, they sent him their own offerings. Their happiness, loves, losses, tears, and in the fullness of time their souls returned to him. And in fullness of time He’d bring them to the God of nature, who set them back on the wheel.

Have never done a face up in a doll before, but I think it did a good job 😊