#wooden buttons

[ehwesson]

Making wooden buttons for a project

[your-local-mouse]

heyy!! just wanted to show off some of my favorite buttons!

[jhoneaaccessories]

Jhonea brings to you a versatile range of fashionable wooden accessories in the form of buttons, buckles, toggles. Available in wholesale and bulk and for individual use as well.

[deepakmishra06patrah]

Black and Mauve Handloom Shirt is a classic-fit full sleeves shirt with a spread collar neckline. The dyes used are Azo-free dyes. Plus, we have used artisan-made handloom cotton, where the warp and the weft are made using two different colours, which makes the fabric stand out. All the elements of this product are biodegradable including the packaging, tags, buttons, and labels.

[harshitajoshi28]

Our Red cotton strappy Kurti with wooden buttons detailing is all you need for a Minimalistic chic look yet super comfy to wear in this hot and humid weather.

[rosanacafe]

Stacked wooden buttons por Rosana Por Flickr: For Macro Mondays: "Stack"

[the-once-ler-in-superjail]

Announcement. The Once-ler is now open for business in Superjail!

Contact the blog via DM to place an order.

First 10 Orders will be gifted Vinyl Sparkle Stickers of both Oncie and Warden!

Product Images:

All product artwork can be seen in full below.

Once-ler Field, Greed-ler Dry Field, Wardler Kiss, Future Once-ler, Warden Time Police, Oncie Returns to Superjail, Gratifying Greed-ler.

To see the work included in the artbook, please search 'Inktober2020' on @wiggybe's Blog

P&P Details:

Price of P&P will depend on location and package size (though I will try to keep it as small as possible while keeping the products safe). The price will be calculated before final payment. (You will still have chance to cancel after knowing the P&P price.)

You can get an idea of the prices from here

You can choose which ever deliver type you'd prefer (unless P&P is free in part of a deal, then it will be Economy.)

Digital Commissions:

Digital Commissions are a Waist-Up coloured sketch (examples below). Will draw Fan Characters, OC's, Fursona's, almost anything that is sfw. Extra character is +£10

Example 1, Example 2, Example 3.

Payment through PayPal or Bank Transfer. All sales will go towards helping me continue the comic, because any little bit would help me out a lot right now!

(If you have any further questions, please feel free to contact the blog via DM to ask them)

That's all for now- Thank you so much! More products soon~

[grunklejam]

NEW TO NOT S&P APPROVED

The Mystery Shack Eco-Friendly Wooden Pin Badge

A 40mm wooden pin badge made of 4mm thick sustainably sourced wood - with a gold locking pin-back - of Gravity Falls' most iconic location: The Mystery Shack.

"Hey, you! Yeah, you! With the phone! Have you visited Gravity Falls and forgot your souvenir? Or do you just want to seem like one of the travelling elite that successfully breached its sacred halls? Don't worry, pal - Not S&P Approved has got you covered with this little beauty, straight from my gift shop. This wooden pin badge is straight from my fine shelves, made of top-quality, sustainably-sourced wood, finished with a bright maple veneer. The full colour print perfectly captures the world's premier shack of curiosities - my very own mansion of mystery. My hideaway of horrors! My definitely-not-a-cover-business-for-a-secret-interdimensional-portal! The Mystery Shack. Coupled up with a secure-locking pin back, which uses a fancy ball and spring mechanism to lock this thing to your jacket, back, or t-shirt, this wooden eco-friendly pin is going nowhere. Unless you take it somewhere, I mean. You get the idea."

4cm x 2.8cm wooden pin badge

Detailed, vibrant matte print

Maple-veneered MDF, sourced from fast-growing, sustainable forests

Gold locking pin-back (no more lost pins!)

Printed backing card with recycled, compostable plastic bag

Manufactured in the UK

[dykesbites]

clothing brands love putting the ugliest buttons you've ever seen on a shirt with a cute print

[slashingdisneypasta]

Imagine

You're walking home, or to work or school, or wherever- and you get caught in the rain. It starts to downpour. Like, big fat droplets of Gaia tears; Thick 'my son-husband has secretly hidden children within me causing a terrible migraine so welp; here baby Cronus, take this flint sickle and castrate brother-daddy' kinda rain. I'll stop with the Greek Mythology now, I'm sure you get it. Heavy rain.

You're getting soaked despite whatever you're using to protect your skin from it all (A binder, a bag, your jacket, a hat,.. an umbrella perhaps), your nose is cold, and you can barely see 10 feet in front of you apart from any street lights around, when-

A car pulls up directly next to you. You have the horrible panicked moment of 'am i going to be kidnapped today', before you recognise the car and the side door is thrown open in front of you.

Your F/O gestures and/or calls for you to get in. They knew you would be out at this time (They're familiar with your basic schedule ^^), saw the downpour and thought immediately 'Oh shit wait, Y/N's out in this'- and came right over to get you out of it.

What's their car like? Is it sleek and well taken car of? Is it a regular old thing? Does it look like its gonna break down any time now?

Do they have a blanket for you to throw over your legs? Or do they throw you their coat??~~~

Do they enforce seat belts? Are they gonna refuse to go if you just pull the blanket over your shoulders and 'forget' (Or genuinely forget) to buckle up or will they lean over and buckle you themselves?

Are they taking you to your destination or are they taking you to their house because you need a hot shower and to get warm or you're gonna catch a cold? Are they kind about it or bossy? XD

Will they stop by a drive thru to get you something to eat and/or drink? Maybe something lovely and hot?? Or are you two the crazy people who eat ice cream when its cold 'cuz it wont melt'?

Possibly most importantly; Is their any chance that your F/O would kick you back out into the rain for any reason? XD

[im-thekeeper]

guys, who wants some... pins?

🌟 I have 5 Jeff wooden pins 🌟

🌿 and 4 Legion button pins 🌿

Worldwide shipping

✉️ PM me to order

[andromedasummer]

4/5 yarns acquired for the Günes bag pattern! Just need to find an 8ply lilac in cotton similar enough to the bag pattern, and I'll be set to cast on!

[deepakmishra06patrah]

Yellow Elephant Printed Shirt is a classic half sleeves Printed shirt with a spread collar neckline. This summer printed shirt are the ultimate statement piece for any warm-weather occasion. This unique and vibrant print makes you stand out in the crowd.

[harshitajoshi28]

A co-ord set printed in our handdrawn floral Daffy print in the most gorgeous shades of purple. The half-sleeved shirt has a casual and fun Hawaiian style collar with wooden buttons. The shorts have a comfortable drop crotch, with soft elastic at the waist to ensure a snug fit.

[creamecream]

The Doll Maker: The Life Giving Overlord.

Aka: Dolly.

[fountainpenguin]

“I never worry- I'm fine... Sorry if expressing my feelings was a little out of line.” (x)

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New Dog's Life chapter today!

Chapter 9 - “Smoke (Lizzie, Etho, Scar)”

Read on AO3

Start from Chapter 1

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Intimacy comes in many flavors. For Joel and Lizzie, that’s forcing respawns on each other. For Etho, that’s physical touch and/or double checking you installed your buddy’s breathing system right. For Bdubs? Logging out in one another’s company. SnifferMyFeet? Wearing a ring. For Grian, it might be something out of this world… and then there’s Scar, loyal Scar, with the steel chair.

(First 1,000 words under the cut)

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LDShadowLady

#temporary widow

💚  💛  ❤️

Lizzie might know more about how to take care of an Etho than Etho does. Etho, whose face has been slumped in his hand for the last 20 minutes (fingers pulling at his lashes, face gray and dark beneath his eyes), does not look like he’s slept in precisely four days. Nor does he look like he’s eaten anything other than Beef’s chocolate cake for a week. Both these facts are probably untrue (as Lizzie’s data is, admittedly, quite limited and biased at this time) but he looks it.

Granted, Lizzie wouldn’t dream of calling herself the local Etho expert of New Star Station when there are people like Beef, Pause, Bdubs, Tango, Impulse, and Xisuma around. However, since Joel’s still a firefly locked inside a chest, SnifferMyFeet is curled like a croissant on the end of the leather sofa, TwoMuchGrian left 40 minutes ago, and Beef is still in his bedroom with his headphones on… Yes. Lizzie feels confident in claiming the title of “most knowledgeable person in the room on Etho’s physical health and mental strain.” Possibly (though not necessarily) including Etho. Lizzie leans against the wall.

“Um. Well, don’t hesitate to inform me whether I can assist you in any matter whatsoever.”

“I’m fine.” He shifts his hand after that. Straightens up. The type of guy who’d scoff and grumble if you pointed out that he is mortal too. “It’s just… been a long day of screens.”

She touches the back of his hand in silent solidarity. Etho doesn’t jerk his away. I know, she tries to tell him. Thank you for all your hard work. 

His fingers tighten against the desk. “Liz-”

Sniff clears his throat at that exact moment. Lizzie and Etho both glance back at him. He says, “I want to go outside. Tell me the rules.”

“Outside?” Etho repeats. “For what?”

“Hunting.” Sniff bounces on his feet, vex wings flapping out. They’re spindly little things and quite frankly, Lizzie’s glad she doesn’t have any herself. If she had to trust her safety to raggedy little bits like that, she’d probably have a heart attack. “I need food… What are the rules?”

“Rules?” Etho sounds… lost.

“Yeah. Like, is it bad sportsmanship to camp a portal? And am I not allowed to sneak into anybody’s house?”

“Oh. Um… Bdubs could tell you more. Or Scar. Scar might be the more accurate resource. As for rules, I think it’s considered… extremely rude to ‘target’ someone without their consent - as in, go out of your way to look for them - but I don’t really hunt souls. I’m not exactly on the ball at keeping up with politics.”

Sniff frowns. “So, what… You don’t even hunt chicken souls?”

“I’m an omnivore. I can eat souls if I want to, but I’m not like zombies, vex, or phantoms or… what’s the last one?”

“I think drowned and husks both can.”

“-anyway. There are some hybrids who have to eat souls to refill their hunger haunches. ‘Anivore’ is the word for that, and I’m an omnivore.” Then, maybe as a joke, “So don’t get on my bad side, Sniff… because I can log you out just as easily as you can get me.”

“What about her?” Sniff asks, gesturing to Lizzie. “She’s the ‘cutest predator,’ yeah? Lizzie, do you eat souls?”

She lifts her brows. “I’m an axolotl. I like seafood, mostly. Crabs, fish, worms… Lots of insects.”

Sniff thinks about that for half a second. Then he hides behind the couch arm, staring back with squinted eyes. Oh. He may not be an endermite hybrid anymore, but she can’t blame him for the judgment. I feel a little bad about that, actually.

“I don’t eat souls,” Lizzie corrects. “I eat mob drops.”

“Oh… Okay.” Turning back to Etho, “You said the phantoms get to hunt. I’m hungry. I’m going out.” He lifts his hands as though bracing himself for a storm of words, though Etho’s fingers are still cupping his face and neither he nor Lizzie opened their mouths. “Hang on- Just-just hear me out before you say ‘No way, Sniff; it’s way too dangerous if the phantoms make line of sight;’ cry me a river, mate. If no one even knows what I look like, how can they tell I’m not supposed to be here? I’ll keep my comm in my pocket. Or- or say I just flit around out there in my weird little soul form, and I just look at the people? What then? You’re just some fox and Joel is just some firefly. No one will even know it’s me.”

“Do you know how to go into free-cam?”

That shuts Sniff up. He turns his back, tucking himself into a ball on the sofa once again. His wings twitch at his shoulder blades. Lizzie looks back at Etho, but his eyes are firmly off hers and focused on the screen again. She doesn’t push him into voicing whatever thought had danced inside his head.

Etho plays the keyboard on his programmer’s tablet like it’s a hundred tiny noteblocks. They spark little tick-tock noises in the air and shoot flashes of color across the screen wherever his fingers tap. Lizzie’s not sure if that’s part of its default design or simply a setting Etho toggled on for dramatic effect. She supposes he’s allowed to. Perhaps it’s the same reason Joel tags silly names on all his farming tools: Anything to make a dull job more fun.

“Mmmkay,” Etho murmurs, but it’s mostly to himself. Some of what he does it a little copy and paste. He’s pulling from what’s left of Joel’s code. He’s pulling from Sniff. Maybe a little from Two. Maybe a little from his own head. He clicks his tongue and mumbles here and there.

But for the most part, Etho works in silence- only checking with Lizzie on occasion when he runs into something he hasn’t memorized. Mostly, that means his will o’ the wisp traits. Makes sense. Joel didn’t have his antennae, his swamp gas wings, or his poofing ability active on-server during Double Life, where he and Etho were partnered up as soulmates.

After a few struggled attempts though, Etho deletes his drafts, shaking his head. “I… I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to write an entire mod for him from scratch. I’ll just bring him back as a firefly, make a few tweaks, check to confirm everything’s working fine… and then he can mod the wisp stuff in if he wants to. Later.”

Those last words hang between them like a crooked painting on the wall. With what record of the code?

Maybe Joel keeps a copy of his mods. He’s supposed to. But then, he’s supposed to do a lot of things.

“I don’t think Joel would mind if-”

“I’m gonna stop you right there,” says Etho, swiveling his chair. His voice is steady, but he shakes his head. “You have too much faith in me.”

“Well, that’s one way of talking yourself down. I think I have exactly the right amount of faith, thank you very much.”

Etho taps a few more keys. “Maybe another day, then… When I can talk to Joel. He might remember things. It’s his body. I’m just borrowing it.”

Silence.

“Snrk.”

“I heard it when I said it,” he gripes, and shoves her from his shoulder.

[Full chapter on AO3 - Link at top]