Inspired by the 3 am time warp

Information I feel is important for you all to know before I continue:

My hot pink sweater is a thin sort of fuzzy, synthetic yarn

My light pink yarn used for the collar is wool and is about 5 mm thick (much thicker and heavier than the sweater)

I tried a chain stitch and it didn't really work. I could crochet the spots on the sweater and attach them to the sweater, but I'm afraid it may be too heavy. Because the yarn is wool, I can pull it apart very easily, so I could try to felting it. I could also color match and paint the spots in with fabric pain (this could work, given that his sweater is supposed to be covered in glue to stick on ducks). This last option would allow me to keep some of the original texture and weight.

If anyone has any better ideas, I'd love to hear them. Thank you!!!

me downloading procreate my damn self because there’s no fanart of this book yet (i’m literally only 53 pages deep so i can’t be too creative yet; this art is just based on the phenomenal cover that allured me in barnes and noble.)

genuinely if there’s any youtube videos/channels yall recommend for procreate tutorials please lmk and be nice this my first digital fanart and idk where anything is on this app. like i fr figured out layers were a thing right at the end of drawing this.

They search high and low for a sign of the mysterious man who was at Stratt's side for so long. They didn't focus on him back then, the paparazzi somehow failed to capture him properly whenever they got close enough to badger Stratt. Just another lackey, they all assumed.

He was never one for photos, he'd bat away Ilyukhina when she called him for a group shot. He'd make some joke about how he always looked awful in them, that his smile wasn't quite right, and she eventually gave up trying to convince him. Only a few shots remain, ones she snagged when he wasn't looking. Sleeping at his desk with a stack of coffee cups piled beside him, eating a packet of sour skittles with a look of pure bliss, working on a report with his tongue stuck out and a pen behind his ear, hair rumpled. Half forgotten memories.

The media is tearing itself apart looking for a sign. They find his disproved scientific paper, but after that he seems to drop off the map. No family, no known friends. Who was this man?

Then people come forward, finally. Not scientists, not relations, but parents. People who sat across the table from him at parents evenings, people who trusted him with their children, perhaps the highest form of trust. They have photos from sports days and school plays and barbecues, and more importantly, they have stories. He was an amazing teacher, a good colleague, a kind man. He was patient and clever and inquisitive.

They search high and low for a sign of the mysterious man who was at Stratt's side for so long. They didn't focus on him back then, the paparazzi somehow failed to capture him properly whenever they got close enough to badger Stratt. Just another lackey, they all assumed.

He was never one for photos, he'd bat away Ilyukhina when she called him for a group shot. He'd make some joke about how he always looked awful in them, that his smile wasn't quite right, and she eventually gave up trying to convince him. Only a few shots remain, ones she snagged when he wasn't looking. Sleeping at his desk with a stack of coffee cups piled beside him, eating a packet of sour skittles with a look of pure bliss, working on a report with his tongue stuck out and a pen behind his ear, hair rumpled. Half forgotten memories.

The media is tearing itself apart looking for a sign. They find his disproved scientific paper, but after that he seems to drop off the map. No family, no known friends. Who was this man?

Then people come forward, finally. Not scientists, not relations, but parents. People who sat across the table from him at parents evenings, people who trusted him with their children, perhaps the highest form of trust. They have photos from sports days and school plays and barbecues, and more importantly, they have stories. He was an amazing teacher, a good colleague, a kind man. He was patient and clever and inquisitive.

So my friend has a theory that Cap will be HYDRA Cap in Dooms Day. If that is correct, then fanfic wise it could set up a wonderful opportunity for fics about Bucky saving Steve from HYDRA, just like Steve did for him.

Like: "You are my friend and I don't care how much HYDRA broke you because I have been broken by them before and you were there to help me heal so I will be there for you now and always until the end of the line"

Steve would be so much more stubborn and think he's in the right and Bucky would just look at him and sigh and grab him by the back of his shirt and drag him away

Bucky wouldn't have to use a clamp to hold Steve down, he'd just pin him with his metal arm

Bucky getting Steve a sketch book which he refuses, refuses, to touch because creativity is not a thing HYDRA lets happen, and then Bucky finally catches him with it one night

Steve was taken by HYDRA after returning for Peggy with the whole time travel thing. He had planned to return only for a dance and go back to the future, but HYDRA found out where he was and took him

Based off this thing I saw where Simon gets pissy, shouts at Grace and throws something and Grace, being the sensitive guy he is, starts crying and Simon, not used to his words having any sort of power like that, instantly is like I'm the worst person ever. Grace has been nothing but kind and patient with him and here he is making him cry. He apologizes over and over again, sent into a baffling state of desperation and hysteria to try to make up for it.

Grace shows him mercy, sinking down and giving him a hug and a kiss to the forehead to talk him off the edge. He then tells Simon he still needs time to get over it and the hurtful words Simon said, but that Simon doesn't deserve to punish himself so severely, just be more controlled next time. The start of Simon learning hes the only one in control of himself, he can't make excuses here and he won't be punished severely which creates even more pressure for him to grow as person.