Perhaps a Enoch imagine? You could do whatever you’d like as to plot xx
Sure thing Darling!
Imagine being a Peculiar child who is an amazing craftsman and you make little dolls and creatures for Enoch to bring to life.
With a small amount of blood running down your fingers you fiddled with a long length of thin wire, twisting and bending every which way to determine the best shape.
Your tools sat patiently around you like a sort of ceremonial ritual as you glanced over the pile of cast away toys parts and odds’n’ends you had gathered for this specific purpose.
Enoch had been running through a lot of dolls lately, their little battles becoming more brutal and each doll being dispatched at amazing rates.
“I’m almost done I think” You crossed your legs and twisted the wire around the neck of a cast away doll head and a Frankenstein-esque body to secure it firmly before taking up the cast iron fire poker which had been sitting in the glowing red cinders of a fire, waiting.
“You’ve been sitting there for three hours.”
“You can’t rush these things, Enoch.” you reminded him as you slid down your goggles and began to weld the wire rings together into a solid metal brace.
“I can’t just churn them out like I used to, I want these ones to last so I don’t have to make new ones every week.”
Enoch smirked a little and glanced at you from the side of his eyes. “you know you love it.”
“I love a challenge, this isn’t a challenge.” You muttered as you pulled your goggled off your face and inspected the work carefully. “this is repetitive.”
Below you both there was a disturbing rattle followed by a deathly groan in the pipes, making you roll your eyes.
“The boiler again.” you muttered, knowing you would be the one to fix it again after dinner.
“Every single day” Enoch sighed and glanced at your hands which were stained red and raw.
“Come here.” He smiled a little and pulled a makeshift first aid kit from under his work bench.
“Not now.” You growled and began to fiddle with the doll again, determined to make it perfect.
Enoch sighed and pulled out a roll of gauze bandages, fabric tape, disinfectant, and a pair of small silver scissors.
Setting everything out he crawled over to you and gently pried the gadget out of your grip, despite your adamant protests.
“No, no, no, no, no! I’m just getting started! I’m on a roll here!” You whined as He set the doll aside and took your ragged hands, thick with callouses and scars.
“You’re going to get tetanus, that’s what you’re doing.” He scolded and took a cotton ball and poured a small amount of alcohol on it.
He wrapped a hand towel around the handle of your screwdriver and pressed it to your lips. “Bite down.”
You obeyed and began to hiss and whimper when he dabbed the stinging liquid on the open wounds.
“Ow, ow, ow, ow, OW.” You cried out until he stopped and wrapped clean gauze around the wounds and taped the bandages securely.
“You’re such a baby.” He snickered as you pouted.
He picked up the doll and turned it over in his hands, impressed with the workmanship.
“This is perfect.” he nodded but you snatched it away from him.
“No it’s not” You protested and He took it back.
“Yes.” he smiled. “it is. You’ve done a marvelous job Y/N”
You blushed and muttered under your breath about it’s imperfection as Enoch ruffled your hair gently and set the gruesome thing on his work bench next to it’s opponent.
Mow’teli the muse Faerie has been adopted. All my faeries are sad to see her go but they are also happy she has found a new home. They had one last get together to celebrate before she began her journey to America.
There’s a new arrival in one of my (many) critter corners–the stripey little cutie front and center is called a Cattiwampus! Thank you so much to @pencilshavings-and-pessimism for this little dude, I just love him!
Also pictured is one of my own Dream Snakes, a plush gryphon and dragon by my husband, two dolls by @nonesuchmegan , and two little monsters sculpted by @missmonstermel and painted by me. The shelves around here are starting to get a wee bit crowded, and I wouldn’t have it any other way!
There are many ways to meet your imaginary friend. Kessie’s have appeared before her in many ways and at many different times. Lilyth may be the most special to her though, when they met that day the little creature crawled under her umbrella.
A Rosy Maple Moth just finished via custom order! I made a
Rosy Maple Moth several years ago as one of the first moths I made, but it was
nice to revisit the species. Such a cute colourway, I can hardly believe nature
produced something like this in real life! Reminds me of Fluttershy!
Moths are sewn from minky and have cast resin heads, hands
and feet that have been painted with acrylics. Their manes are fake fur and
their antennae are dyed chicken feathers (but can be made from paper too for
those of you living in countries with strict import laws).
Their little bums and legs are filled with weighting to give
them a realistic flop and their wings have stiff interfacing in them to keep
them rigid and flat.
I have a tutorial on how to dye the fabric for these wings
available in my Etsy shop here!