#Plastic mesh

[dracosomniac]

took a break from commissions/Christmas gifts to make some flags to pin to my purse

[deadsetobsessions]

Sea Cryptic! Danny AU- Pt.1

[Pt.2] [Pt.3] [Pt.4] [Pt.5] [Pt.6] [Pt.7] [Pt.8] [Pt.9] [Pt.10]

As someone who lived in the middle of nowhere, Amity, the ocean both terrified and enthralled Danny Fenton.

The first time his parents took him to the beach, it was the middle of the day and he’d been stuck in the prototype GAV for hours upon hours on their “quick, ghost rumor hunting field trip.”

It wasn’t quick, and they caught exactly zero ghosts. When Danny saw the expanse of sand underneath the summer sun, he and Jazz both bounded out of the van like feral little monkeys. Danny and Jazz sprinted down the sand, their parents ambling behind them with their arms loaded up with towels, a first aid kit, and an ungodly amount of mildly ecto contaminated food that they already fought before getting onto the beach.

Danny had splashed into the water, yelped at the freezing temperature, and then promptly found a shell to keep. His mom taught him how to swim with the waves, having come from Surf City herself, and his dad taught Jazz how to dive.

It was a day full of fond memories, especially the memory of the Great War of Sand-Castle Crushing he and Jazz waged against each other.

They stuck around for the sunset, the ripples of colors and peacefulness that swept across the vast waters caught Danny in its hold.

He hadn’t forgotten that moment. Not even when he died.

After a particularly hard day as Phantom, Danny would fly to the coast and loose hours just sitting on the sand and watching the waves lap against the shore. And when those nights were clear? It felt like a slice of his own personal heaven, with the stars shining on his shoulders and the encompassing crash of the waves sheltering his heart.

And on some days, when being Danny left him frustrated, Danny would fly out to the coast and use his intangibility to walk beneath the waves. Near the coast, it’s cloudy with swirls of moving sand and disturbed waters. He walked, and walked, and floated and floated beneath the waters, taking contentment from the way the moonlight of his stars filtered through the water. He admired the way light would glint on the scales of fish and crustaceans alike as he floated beneath the surface. On those days, Danny would pick up trash and polluted things and bring them to shore, to place in the trash cans and all of the recycling cans. He picked up shells and decorated the beaches he frequented, because if it were decorated, perhaps people would refrain from chucking their waste into the sea.

Well, usually, it’d be trash.

Danny watched speechlessly, jaw cracked open just a smidge, as an explosion happened right over his head. The distortion of the water did not hide the fact that there were large chunks of plane pelting down at him, a different figure flying away from the explosion. Danny went invisible and intangible as large metal pieces plunged into his current water space.

“Gosh, people these days,” he huffed. “This is gonna take forever to…”

Danny trailed off, seeing a humanoid shape crash into the water, clearly unconscious. Danny didn’t hesitate before shooting towards the drowning person, glowing green and fully visible again. The stranger’s eyes- holy shit, that’s Batman- turned towards him before closing behind cracked open lenses. Batman slumped falling unconscious. That’s not good.

Danny rocketed out of the water with the vigilante in his arms. If it weren’t for his supernatural strength, there’s no way lanky teenage Danny would have been able to carry Batman’s grown ass built like a tank self to the shore. Likewise, if it weren’t for his strength, Danny wouldn’t have been able to start chest compressions through the layers of armor.

Danny leaned back with a sigh as Batman coughed out only a bit of water, because Danny hadn’t taken all that long to get to him, and held up his hands in a “I don’t have weapons” way as Batman whirled to him.

“Hi. Are you alright?” Danny asked, ectoplasm and instinctive ghost speak fuzzing his words a bit. Damn, Batman must have nearly died a lot. He’ll freak out about meeting Batman later.

“You saved me,” an awkward pause. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. The other guy went that way.”

Danny waved vaguely.

“…What are you?”

“Oh my god, Batman, you can’t just ask someone what they are!” He immediately replied, inwardly smacking himself for the joke. He watched Batman’s face, watching for any sign of discrimination against ghosts, or any sign the man had a sense of humor.

“…”

Neither, apparently, was the answer.

“Don’t worry about it. I’m just here to clean up the beaches. You humans really like to pollute the beaches. It’s quite rude, you know. That plane of yours, well, it’s not your fault,” he amended. “But it’s gonna damage sea life. And I don’t know if you’re in the habit, but please don’t litter on the beach or in the water, especially with your unconscious body. It’s tedious to clean.”

“…I see.”

“Stay. I’ll take out your plane. Make sure it doesn’t stay on the sand, alright?”

With that, Danny stood. Unaware of the way the moonlight lit up his hair like white flames and accentuated the sharp points of his ears, Danny turned away and flew back to the plane site, dragging the pieces up with ease.

Batman sat on the sand, likely exhausted from his fight, and watched him carry the pieces of the aircraft up.

“Here. All done. I gotta get going,” because Danny has school and this just lost him two hours. “Will you be alright?”

Batman nodded once, sharply.

“Good.” Danny went invisible, watching Batman sat up straighter, glancing around in a suddenly visible awareness. Oh, well. Tucker’s gonna freak out.

——

Three years later, Danny’s moved to Gotham for university.

And after midterm season, Danny went for a ghostly walk, but this time, in the waters surrounding Gotham.

When he surfaced, Batman was crouching on a lamp post, waiting for him.

“Oh, it’s you,” Danny said. “Hello. Did you know that people are polluting these waters with bodies too?”

“Yes,” Batman said, graveled voice resounding on the shipping containers around them.

“You should do something about that. Do you like places that are polluted?”

Batman sighed. “What are you?”

Danny hears a small, tinny voice by Batman’s ear, coming from a comm.

“Oh my god, B, you can’t just ask someone what they are!”

Mind flashing back to the night Danny drug a waterlogged Batman out of the ocean, Danny cracked a smile.

“Phantom,” he said, decisively. And, because this isn’t Amity anymore, “the Beach Clean Up crew from the flip side.”

——

Bruce, waking up on the sand: wtf

Bruce, seeing a child next to him who probably saved him: wtf (in “adoption”)

Bruce, seeing Danny’s skin glitter like stars, hair aflame, and pointy ears: wtf (in “I can adopt fae folk, right?”)

Bruce, seeing that Danny doesn’t leave any footprints: wtffff (detective mind goes brrrr)

——

Bruce, after Danny leaves: *donates 20 mil towards beach clean up efforts and anti-pollution causes*

——

Bruce’s Goggle Search History, documented by Oracle:

Sea spirits

Sea vampires

How to parent supernatural kids

How to thank your sea child

Are shells a good gift?

Ocean conservation efforts

Sea spirits that glitters under moonlight

Sea spirits that cleans up beaches

Wayne corporation waste disposal

Companies that dump trash into the sea

*outgoing call to Lucius Fox*

What is “mean girls”

——

Bruce, learning “current pop culture” from his kids:

Bruce, remembering the kid who saved him and realizing he’s probably as old as his own kids are: *adoption tendencies intensifies*

[redqueensemporium]

Even more Cross stitch Keyrings/Charms but this time its Hatsune Miku!! Made for two good friends of mine who have become obsessed with her.

[cutiepieautistic]

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[transmechanicus]

Left earbud weak output relative to right finally corrected after delicate surgery to correct cushion size and remove shitty plastic ring beneath speaker grille, ave omnissiah

[foxyou-too]

JBL Boombox by Dario DISTEFANO

[i-really-like-phrogs]

I tried my first screen-printing today! They had us start by drawing out a design on a piece of Mylar in Posca pen… Sooo much fun!

[ichorousisopod]

oh my GOD i made the ventilation holes too low, nope nope absolutely NOT i have taped those up right now-

i went to go admire my new clowns and i saw a tiny one OUTSIDE THE ENCLOSURE FLAILING ABOUT 😭 rescued it in time obviously. but now i know, they can absolutely climb high enough and some are indeed small enough to fit through those holes

[ph-cutie]

i love how elysium bitches all have small delicate little feet

[keepchangingandneverstop]

Day 297 - I hate anxiety but I don't want surgery again and so I'm anxious

[cutiepieautistic]

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[theenderwalker]

moved into my new apartment yesterday. made the foam base for my next fursuit today. let’s fuckin go

[foxyou-too]

JBL Boombox by Dario DISTEFANO

[skrubu]

Sectioned by Pekka Nikrus Via Flickr: In album This.

[creatures-by-ada-street]

Dispensers for TP as tissues...

(see below for notes about both and process making the second one)

So first, here are pics of the old one that I made years ago (bottom, top, sides)

Made with plastic mesh, and both assembled and decorated using embroidery floss, with some buttons around the top corners to be able to open it up and put a toilet paper roll in.

Next, process making the second one (I decided I wanted a new bigger one, because some parts of the old one are wearing out (plastic breaking) and because I want a bigger one to accommodate larger rolls, and also I am kind of tired of the buttons method for opening and closing the thing and wanted to try out a zipper instead.

(note, the process making the first one was basically very similar at first, cutting out plastic mesh to make an 8-sided cylinder with a solid bottom octagonal piece and a top with a hole in it)

For the zipper, I took a plastic one off of one of those old plastic cases that you get when you buy a blanket or set of sheets that come in that heavy plastic thing with the zipper to open and close. After cutting the seams to remove the zipper from where it was sewed to the old plastic case, I cut out the plastic mesh pieces and used sewing thread to put the pieces together. Note that for this one, instead of a solid mesh piece for the bottom, I cut out a couple diagonal-ish rows in an octagon from one corner to another, and also 4 of the rectangles for the sides are slightly narrower than the other four. The short ones go on either side of the zipper, because the big chunky plastic zipper adds to the width.

Haven't decorated the thing yet, but here you can see the top, bottom and sides of the assembled thing. Remember, if you use a toilet paper roll for tissues, take the cardboard tube out from the middle so you can pull the tissue from the center of the roll.

[sunset-motel]

Was debating showing anymore of the progress but I did a solid chunk more, exterior is reaching it's end point so I've started working on the interior, and before I knew it I only have a kitchen and small bathroom left to do... So I guess it's like 2/3 done, maybe 3/4 at a stretch depending on how much fine tuning and finishing touches I do etc. Put down some lighting as well to see what I'm working with and the bedroom lit up nicely so I am pleased with that.