Miniature teapot


½ scale miniature teapot.

I love Re-ment, and I collect 1/6 fashion doll, so most my miniature are 1/6 or playscale. But last month, I when to the miniature dollhouse show in Orlando and I was amazed by the miniatures that they have there. The miniatures there was so tiny! They were ½ scale and some even smaller. They were amazing, so I decided to try it out. Here is my ½ scale miniature teapot. I really like how it came out, but I have to say that the picture doesn’t do it justice. I just can’t get a good focus on it because it’s so small. But here it’s on my niece little hand. Hope you’ll enjoy!

anonymous asked:

10 with miles wood please

10. Write about a child who adores their step-parent.

“Miles!” Your daughter comes bounding down the stairs with a smile on her face. One hand is clutching a miniature teapot and one is reaching out for Miles.

“Hey bug!” He answers, crouching down for a hug. “Are you having a tea party?” Your daughter beams up at him and excitedly nods her head.

“D-do you wanna come play?” Miles doesn’t hesitate to pick her up and place her on his hip.

“Of course I do! I just have to say hi to mommy first okay?” He places her on the ground and she immediately starts climbing the stairs.

Miles walks into the dining room where you’re doing some work and places a kiss on your forehead.

“I hear you have big plans today.” You say with a smile.

“Ah. I love a good tea party.” He answers sitting in the chair beside you.

“You know,” you smirk, “she really likes you.” Your attempt to sound nonchalant fails and Miles smile falters.

“Hey. I love her just like I love you. I’m not going anywhere.” He pauses when he hears his name being shouted. “Well, maybe to a tea party.”

To love and to cherish

Based on “Imagine being in love with Thorin, but him deciding that he is too old for you, so he makes you marry Kili because he thinks you’ll have more chance of being happy” from ImaginexHobbit.

A sequel to From this day forward

Many thanks to @averil-of-fairlea for the encouragement to write this, and also to @fridafalconxoxo.


Your wedding day had been a blur. After the turbulent scene in your rooms, you remembered only snippets…the momentary tightening of Thorin’s grasp as he took your hand to place it in Kili’s…your husband speaking his marriage vows with a shy, eager nervousness that had wrung your already aching heart…trying to force down food that tasted like sawdust in your mouth amid a whirl of music and dancing and celebration. 

When the festivities had drawn to a close and you were alone together in the candlelit bedroom, Kili had been tender, patient, generous, and you had waited in the darkness for the sound of his faint snores before letting your silent tears flow, thinking of Thorin in his solitary chamber and wondering if he shed tears for you.

It would not be the last time – the gods forgive you – that you would lie beside Kili with Thorin in your heart.

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