#i'm making patches myself now

[shiba-boyfriend]

and the jacket continues

[samuelroukin]

caved btw </333

[deplcythebattery]

life tip: if you're autistic about music PLEASE invest in a good pair of headphones. life fucking changing

[nekhcore]

once thancred recovers enough to do his job again and they get over that First Time Back, post-ARR wolcred is just them hooking up whenever they're in the same place at the same time. which i'd assume is not that often, what with alphinaud dragging misha around for the crystal braves, and the newly summoned primals, and coils! and whatever else...

misha would take a lapse in action as an excuse to "go for a walk and get some air" (read as: teleport to ul'dah/revenant's toll and harass thancred for a night)

[savage-rhi]

Having a B3 overdose be like

[llamalore]

chestnut ridge - day 3

[moe-broey]

Sequence of Events:

> Got a new vest for Christmas (YAY!), planning on customizing it. The vest seems to be one of those fast fashion mimics of the punk "aesthetic", so it came w some premade patches (two easily removed, one is in a "ripped open" hole that I'm gonna make my first major target)

> I'm sketching out ideas in my notebook. Ect. No clean ideas yet. Something w teeth, though.

> SISTER EVENT. Been helping her move/set up her new place, so I've been knocked out of my usual drawing routine (which is fine! But...)

> YESTERDAY. AGONIZING. While I had time before helping again. The whole ass day p much. TRIED SO HARD TO ART. THE ART WAS NOT ARTING. IT WAS SO SAD. WASTE OF DAY WASTE OF MEDICATION. ECT

> TODAY. Since I'm out of rhythm/practice, I do something I literally NEVER fucking do. Which is proper artist warm ups.

> Since I'm still split/not sure what I wanna focus on (helping out again, earlier in the day this time), I'm working on that same jacket sketch page

Results?

Mmmeeeaaaawwwewwwweww................. a!

[errantgoat]

The golden dice are mine!

Gods, never again. xDDD

[vault81]

it's a very slippery slope settlement building in fallout 4, just adding a bit of storage very quickly and suddenly turns into a completely decorated house.

[pigeonneaux]

any font nerd wanna tell me what font this is ? :

[asterdeer]

video called "pirate shirt tutorial that actually makes sense" with a thumbnail clickbaitingly copying bernadette banner's style, which does the exact same thing as bernadette banner's video but more confusingly and without a diagram in the video itself, also failing to understand that bernadette banner's channel is primarily a history channel and not a sewing tutorial channel so telling people they don't have to hand-sew the pirate shirt or they don't have to thread-pull is unnecessary because bernadette banner literally said "do this however you want, i just do it this way because it's how i learn about historical dress practices" in her own video. couldn't ask for better youtube entertainment

[roseband]

my embroidery machine got to my mom's place i'm sooooo excited

but i'm dumb bcuz i didn't realize how expensive digitizing software was lol so i need to see if i can use an older version of the brother ones

but i'm so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[mirror-to-the-past]

Been listening to "Athena, The Tireless One" for the past three days whenever I'm doing... well, anything, really. I believe the addiction is terminal but also it's helping me be so productive- LOL. "Why is game OST so good" part one million.

[arolesbianism]

Alright boys pack it up no more rain world posting new oni dlc is coming out in less than a week

[thesaltyace]

!!! I made a patch!! From my cross stitch!!

Made it for my partner to put on their stadium bag when we go to the Fall Out Boy concert next month.

Cause I'm really the FOB fan but they love the Emo's Not Dead dude on YouTube so it seemed fitting.

[phantomrose96]

So my mom's birthday was this week and I flew down with Patches to visit her for a few days. Patches, while a verified hater of the airport, really loves my mom's place because there are so many more closets to explore and birds to watch and cobwebs to dust with her stupid little face.

My mom also goes to bed earlier than anyone I know, so for the evenings it was on me to monitor Patches' activity. And she's very good. She's 99% good. She's 1% "could use improvement" good and the 1%, which I'd forgotten about, is tomatoes.

Patches will leave most things alone. (And by "alone" I mean she'll absolutely bitch slap them onto the floor, but they will leave the ordeal with just as many or few surface punctures as they had before the encounter started.) Not tomatoes. Patches has it the fuck out for tomatoes.

So when I noticed her batting something around on the ground I realized that my mom had left a sole, roma tomato in the fruit basket on the counter and it was now experiencing the life cycle of a pingpong ball between Patches' paws.

I take it away from her, like a fucking evil woman, and now I'm like "okay actually, where do I hide this." See at home I have an anti-Patches cabinet, which is for things that have no business living in a cabinet but which WILL have business dying at Patches' hands if left accessible. And this is WEIRD to have such a cabinet but it's my own home.

I'm scanning my mother's cabinets going "is this weird here? can the tomato go in my mother's dish cabinet?" And I briefly consider sticking it in the fridge, as a normal location, but the audacity of altering this tomato's ripening process is an audacity I do not possess. So I go with cabinet. I go with the first eye-level cabinet, which is the coffee mug cabinet, which is perfect because the tomato will not be lost to cabinet purgatory there, since my mom opens it every morning for her coffee. I will simply tell her in the morning that the tomato is there.

Next morning. Seeing as my mother goes to bed at the butt-crack of dusk she ALSO gets up at the ass-crack of dawn. This means I trail down like 2 hours after her with my work laptop and Patches. This is also now her birthday. I'm sharing the sofa with her for a good 15 minutes when I think to myself I'd like some coffee, and I remember I put a tomato in the cabinet. I tell my mom as much. I put the tomato in her coffee mug cabinet.

And the look I get is one I can't really figure out on spot. But she says "Chrissy this is the best birthday present you could have given me" which is a very weird response to the already weird statement "Oh you probably saw, but I hid the tomato in the coffee mug cabinet because Patches has it out for tomatoes."

So I do not at all know how this makes for a good birthday gift. My mom tells me how a week or two ago, she came home unloading groceries. At the end of putting everything away she could not for the life of her find her phone. Absolutely nowhere. She pinged it from her iPad and it started singing. From the fridge. She opened her fridge. Her phone was in the fridge.

A couple days later she lost Ash's collar. Spent three days looking for it. Couldn't remember where she'd taken it off or what she did with it. Showed up in the grass when she remembered she took it off to let him play fetch in the lake.

And then this morning, her birthday morning, she came into the kitchen, made her pot of coffee, opened the cabinet to fetch her coffee mug, and found... tomato. Singular. Tomato in the cabinet. Tomato she had no memory of placing in a cabinet. Tomato she could not possibly fathom having a reason for being in the cabinet.

She was like Chrissy I cried. She was like this is it, time to send her to pasture. She's a harebrained old lady now and there is no coming back from this. She's the lady who accidentally puts tomatoes in the cabinet. Awake before God, standing in the kitchen, signing her life away over this tiny roma tomato. (Roma tomato with little cat vampire teeth marks in it).

I was like oh. No. I put it there. Because Patches was going to commit war crimes against it. I put it there because I did not stop to consider "Will finding a single tomato in the coffee mug cabinet somehow be the very specific thing that undoes my mother this morning?" I put it there out of careful consideration for the life of this tomato, and with no consideration for the extremely esoteric way that a tomato in the cabinet could be received like a horse head in the bed, Godfather style.

We made a salad with the tomato. Happy birthday Mom.