palestinian embroidery obi project
The collective works with Palestinian women (refugees and those living in Gaza) to create tatreez (Palestinian embroidery) for Japanese obis (wide sash/belt). They also participate in cross cultural initiatives such as embroidery workshops and exhibitions.
Q: Was it fun to shed some light into the backstory between Ford and Bill Cipher and to get a glimpse at the larger threat?
Hirsch: Befriending Bill was the worst mistake Ford ever made. His ego was so seduced by the idea of being “chosen” by a muse that he became Bill’s biggest fan. Ever wonder why there were so many Bill shaped artifacts in the shack (rug, stained glass, etc.)? Ford was obsessed with this god-like character’s influence on history. Unfortunately for Ford, this “god” was really the devil in disguise. And he’s getting ready for Revelations.
Just got diagnosed with this
we need to turn bill cipher into a tumblr sillyman the way we’re doing with spamton. enough with the sexyman nonsense hes a little fucking triangle with the personality of eric andre
let him retire. let him be a silly little guy
Title: The Mind Cage Summary: In another world, Stanford Pines places a metal plate in his skull far too soon. In another world, Bill Cipher is in the wrong place at the wrong time. Characters: Bill Cipher, Ford Pines, Stan Pines, Fiddleford McGucket. Rating: T Warnings: self-harm, suicidal thoughts COMPLETE
Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Epilogue
A/N: I found this among my drafts, and I thought I may as well post it. It was written before Journal 3 came out, obviously enough, but I still like the idea. Can’t promise frequent updates - I still have a lot of details to work out - and I can’t rule out running out of steam, but here’s what I have so far. Also watch out for mentions of alcohol abuse and, generally, Bill being bad news for Ford’s mental health. And also just plainly bad news.
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“Not that it’s any of my business, buddy, but why on earth–”
“As you said just now, it is none of your business.”
The man tilted his head as though to concede the point, and didn’t press the matter any further: all he did was busying himself counting the money once more - a large wad of cash that was most of what remained of Ford’s grant for research. Still, he didn’t mind parting from it. It would be put to good use. The only thing that mattered right then was keeping Bill Cipher out of his mind. Keeping Bill out of their world as well would come easier once he had achieved that, wouldn’t it?
Wouldn’t it?
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"We're collecting our kids in bags! In bags!" "We're finding body parts that we don't know who it belongs to"
A massacre after another, and the world is silent. This has to stop.
cute
Bill missing his old home dimension this badly drives me nuts man. Like, Bill has very good and valid reasons to resent his old home. Obviously destroying the place and everyone living in it was uncalled for and messed up but while his actions weren't justified, his feelings absolutely were. And it just makes me wonder what makes him still want to return. Is it nostalgia? A familiarity forever gone? The finality of what he did weighing down on him? Does he realize he could've potentially utilized his powers in a more productive way to change his dimension for the better? Do you think he would've tried reconciling or at least talking to his parents again if he could go back? Does Jheselbraum mentioning them specifically among the many other people Bill killed underline how much he hated them or how much it haunts him that he has their blood on his hands?
Sorry for my bad english ;_; | Sometimes i'm obsessed with Undertale and sometimes with Dragon Ball/
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