#patches and kit

[maniakmonkey]

Chatting at eye level.

My half of an art trade with by friend @altairasart. He wanted to draw his giant OC Kanini interacting with my OC Patches and I was more than happy to draw the same! Even though she's 20ish feet tall, Patches is still way shorter than Kanini so she needs to sit on a taller building! I had a lot of fun drawing this!

[tinygreenjacket]

Final drawing (for now???) of my horror movie marathon inspired drawings. The Blob! This was mainly an excuse to draw slime girls and was a lot of fun.

...Patches didn't kill anybody, she just ran into a bunch of plastic skeletons.

Anyway hope everyone had a Happy Halloween! I'm gonna do my best to post on this blog a bit more often!

[paintedstitches]

I'm test stitching new kit ideas for my shop.

[voiddesigns-wc]

I drew these a few months back and forgot to post them! Only remembered them when the shyheart ask popped up.

[mistressemmedi]

Anyways, the real heroes of the Dakar are the support/medical staff because I would have already strangled half of the participants. "I can still go on, help me lift my bike" sir, your bike is missing a wheel and you have a gash on your forehead that requires multiple stitches, settle down.

[eggfeather]

patch pelt and beech tail

[octastims]

A self care kit for our Duality! AU fictive, Judgement! This includes plushies, wings and anything relating to seraphim!

I hope you like it, our Seraph!

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[dognonsense]

Had another studio day today. Did more vocal doubling for my folkpunk album. Just one more song to go tomorrow for doubling. Did some screaming over drone noises so eric can have something to play to open his sets on his upcoming asia tour.

Ive been making him patches for his asia tour. This is the linocut ive been using to make it, my biggest size yet, half a piece of paper sized. I use speedball fabric ink which is waterproof.

This is the first batch of 24 patches. 2 days of work. Managed to sell two patches at the art show i sang with new age doom at. The yellow orange red gradient patch, and the silver and pink fade patch were the ones that sold. I sold these for $10 instead of $5 as their bigger and need more ink to make. I also need to stand one them in order for the ink to transfer so it takes me more time.

This is the second batch of 13 patches. 2 days of work.

went to the art store today got three more wooden back linocut blocks smaller than the one i used for erics stamp. Got a big mixed media sketchbook, orange, green & blue paint, and a pen knife. Then i went to the dollar store and got two small canvases, metal organiser for pens and brushes, erasers for carving, and blues clues stickers. I spend too much money on art supplies, good things its going to be my job forever and everything is an investment into things i will use for a long time.

[tennessoui]

yeah ok but a gladiator au where no one is Russell Crowe and Anakin is a gladiator who has been in the arena for years — he’s good. He has lost, obviously and especially when he was first thrown out there, but he’s good, especially as he grows and learns and trains. He’s one of the few gladiators that capture the public’s eye and the emperor’s attention as the perfect representation of The Strength of Rome.

He’s still a slave, he still hates these people, and especially Emperor Palpatine and the senators, but he knows enough to know to play nice, and there is some part of him—trained into him or naturally a part of his soul—who relishes in the violence, the winning, the moments Palpatine will turn his thumb up to the heavens and tell him to kill his opponent.

Meanwhile, Obi-Wan is a senator who despises the gladiator tradition, but cannot say no to the emperor’s invitation to join him in his seats for Anakin’s next fight. That would be unwise.

It would also be unwise to let his eyes linger on the young gladiator’s form. To ask after him once the fight is over. To attend a party he knows Skywalker will be made to attend, to talk with him in shadows and in secret, to allow his eyes to linger. To find the young man so captivating, so beautiful, so fierce, so strangely both untouchable and touchable. To give the man a reason to fight that isn’t just to win.

[maniakmonkey]

More Apocalypse AU. Patches and Kit find themselves in an abandoned city that has been overgrown with plant life!

[tinygreenjacket]

Second movie on my Horror Movie Marathon. They Live!

[bookofjudith]

the problem w grad school atm is that school takes up 200% of my mental energy to the point where when the weekend rolls around I can’t even find the energy to figure out what I need to do, let alone what I want to do

[jayjayhorray]

Patch pelt & Beech tail

[karaonasi]

🎂Happy Birthday to @meowzilla93 🎂

August belongs to Meowzilla and is their Baxter MC

Baxter:

I hate mornings.

And…I hate mornings.

Have I ever mentioned I hate mornings?

But this morning is special. This day is special because I now have something that I love more than I hate--shit!

The hotplate of the coffee maker sizzles as the black liquid spills over. I thought these things were relatively foolproof? That’s why I used this antiquated thing rather than my espresso machine. That I knew I wouldn’t be able to handle this early.

And this wasn’t the first mishap of the morning. I am still cleaning up the protein shake that splattered all over the kitchen from my attempt at making a protein shake. I swear… This is why I never get up so early on my days off. No one in their right mind gets up before ten a.m.

Finally, I have everything cleaned that I made a mess of. And I decide it best to load the shake and the two cups of coffee onto a small tray to carry back into the bedroom. Carefully, I shuffle my zebra slippers as I make my way down the hall, careful not to trip. Then set the tray down upon my bedside stand. Then I slip in bed. Where she is. Warm and soft and wonderful. My August. Whose scent always reminds me of freshly fallen leaves and autumn sunshine. I indulge in a deep inhale as I wrap my arms around her slender form. I find myself torn between indulging in drifting back to sleep with her in my arms, or waking her so I can see her beautifully striking eyes. I let the decision sit there for a moment, simply relishing the chance to lie in bed with her without any pressing business. We had already visited her family yesterday, and it still humbles me to find how they have accepted me--despite all the damage I had done. I…

I shake my head, clearing it. I don’t want to go down that path right now. Not today. Today is special. Special because it’s the day that she came into the world…the person that saved me. Rescued my heart and taught me that love doesn’t inevitably lead to pain. That love doesn’t have to be conditional.

I snuggle closer, tucking my face into the hollow where her neck meets her shoulder, my nose and lips brushing the soft smooth skin.

“Baxter?” comes the sleep-fogged voice of my beloved.

I pull back to place a soft kiss on her forehead. “I’m here, My Little Fox.”

Her golden eye opens a crack. “...why are you up so early?”

I hum a soft sigh as I gently stroke the backs of my fingers up and down her side. “No reason,” I say with a teasing tone despite the fatigue lacing my voice. “...just to watch you sleep. Hmmm…” I lean down, brushing my lips feather-light along the shell of her ear, “and to wish my beautiful Partner a Happy Birthday.” I made extra effort to get my slightly hoarse voice to purr as I said the last bit against her ear. Then I gently brushed my lips to hers, intending to let her take the invitation in whatever direction she chose. Later, we would be going for drinks and dinner, then dancing. I had even bought her a new dress that would hug her body and show off her skin to perfection. But for now…I was all hers to command.

Scratch that. I was hers now, tomorrow, and every tomorrow to come. Always.

[frogclangen]

Moon 40.

Lets go you two, I've been hoping you'd have kits since you got together.

[olivesjaw]