#[self indulgence!]

[somegiantmess]

Since apparently we easily dismiss the things we can do as if it was nothing, and as if it wasn't worth being happy and proud about, I want to try and treat myself with this one post. Imma allow myself to be proud about something. 🏃‍♀️

🌍 So in 2020 I joined an association that give workshops about climate, the Climate Fresk. That was after I spent a few months learning and digging deeper into the topic (along with many others that are inevitably tied to it). The workshops allow people to come in small groups and learn about climate change within three hours. Even people who come thinking they already know everything leave with new things learned, and a clearer overview of the reasons for climate change and its consequences (whether they're short or long term). They also understand more the different aspects of climate and environment that are tied to each other or not. The data is based on the IPCC reports.

🚴 End of 2022 I decided to learn how to use another similar tool but about transport and its consequences on environment, health, economy... That came to me because out of the main activities that are responsible for greenhouse gases emissions, transport is apparently a topic that got me really interested. I'm pretty obsessed and I can't go outside without analyzing public space now.

And so for the past three years I've learned many, many things (which have quite changed several aspects of my life btw, for the better) and I think all the time spent on that makes me... not an expert at all, but knowledgeable enough to talk about climate and transport to people, and being able to bring new things not matter how old they are. Knowlegdeable enough to give some workshops on those topics.

And that's actually pretty cool, especially when I remember where I was before. I'm an introvert (surprise) and I would never have thought I'd be brave enough to engage in such activities. Seems like my passion about these topics and my civic engagement are now strong enough to (more or less) tolerate the attention on me and the responsibility in those times.

I don't give those workshops very often for various reasons but this is still a skill I have, and I'm glad when I get to the end of one and people learned new things about these important topics, and when they thank me for it. (Or us, because there's always coworkers from the association with another group nearby.)

So yeah. There's that. And it's not over cause I'm nowhere near done learning stuff myself. I really, really need to dig more into biodiversity now 'cause it seems to be about as important and critical as climate change. But that's a story for another time. 🤓

[xamag-draws]

[Stardew Valley] felt compelled to draw some ponies..

[boytoykevinday]

People worrying if their fic is too self indulgent like....... that is the point of fanfiction. You are supposed to indulge . Every fic is self indulgent

[keymintt]

they say it wasn't humans who found the lost dutchman's gold

(another set of traffic box illustrations!!)

[mroddmod]

everyone be quiet i'm manifesting

[amygdalae]

I think he wld be very happy as a zookeeper

[juniperarts]

Slightly older Pav (over 18) w/ some ink 🌸🕸

Might do Hobie next 🤔

[ichiro-artosaki]

this is the type of romance novel shadowheart would read in her spare time (and the type of daydreams she'd have of lae'zel asldkf!!)

a;lsdkfj and the sketch/lines as a lil bonus

[engravedlives]

black and white graphics stamps

[anna-scribbles]

adrinette exes! and marichat! part 4!

(part 1 / part 2 / part 3)

[heavenbarnes]

I used to date an older guy (like mid 40s) a few years back and I always got stupidly turned on when he fixed stuff around his house?? Like, he just knew hot to do it and did it. No googling, just him and his tools. Feel like it would fit somewhere in your older bf Simon stuff.

god love a fully capable “fuck it i’ll do it” type of man 🫶🏼

you know that your older bf!simon doesn’t believe in hiring tradespeople for a service.

“why would i pay someone to fuck about in my home?”

“they’re not fucking about, si! they’d be fixing the sink”

“i’ll do it”

you have no doubt that simon was more than capable of fixing things around the house but you also wanted him relaxing when he was home.

turns out he couldn’t relax at the thought of another man doing something for you.

so you let him do it, you threw your hands up and waved your white tea towel in defeat as you heard him banging around in the garage for tools.

hearing the faint sounds of grunting and the occasional swear word coming from the bathroom, you thought it might pay to go and see how he was getting on.

fucking hell.

simon was on his back, arms stretched up above him as his hands dwarfed the pipe they were wrapped around. t-shirt riding up, lines of his stomach leading right to his belt, knees bent and boots firmly planted on the floor, you could honestly just-

“oi, you gonna’ stare or help me?”

now how the fuck?

“your heads in the cupboard, how did you know-“

“i always know where you are, pass me the wrench”

crouching down beside him, you handed it over and stayed down there to watch him work. scarred knuckles wrapped around the handle of the tool, other palm flat against the base of the sink so you could see the veins.

he was something else entirely.

“how d’you know how to do all this?”

“taught m’self, come hold this”

you reached over to replace where his palm was so he could have both hands back. “but why? surely other people don’t learn all this?”

“other people don’t care about their sweet’art not having to lift a finger- move your finger for me”

the more you stretched to hold the sink, the more you felt yourself losing traction with it. naturally, simon noticed before you did.

“y’need to get closer, cm’ere”

tools landing to the side of him, two large hands plucked you up till you were dropped in his lap. precarious situation but you couldn’t deny the sink was a lot easier to reach.

you stayed like that, letting simon work in peace as you enjoyed your view. honestly, he could invite you to the end of the world and you’d just be happy to hold his hand.

one hand splayed out on his chest, the other holding the sink, you suddenly felt a tickle forming at the end of your nose. before you knew it, you were pulling your hand back to scratch it- the one holding the sink.

you panicked, realising it could very well land on simon’s head. but it didn’t, it stayed completely still. face screwing up, you leant in again to give the sink a nudge only to find out it was totally fixed.

“what the hell, si? why’d you have me doing all that?”

you saw the smirk on his face as he flashed a look over at you. suddenly, you realised you weren’t the only one enjoying the view.

the hand that didn’t have the wrench came out to give you a pat on the side of your hip.

“c’mon sweet’art, i can’t get anything outta’ this?”

[churomo]

analog horror

[bestosunglass]

More of themm

[gothghostiie]

thinking about something that happened to me while babysitting and I am unable to cope with it so obviously I have to make it something for yall

thinking about babysitter!reader being hired by price, you just go to check on the little one in their nursery. the baby is sleeping peacefully, you close the door - but the handle fucking breaks off. naturally you start to panic, the baby is in there all alone and you can't get in, so you call price in literal tears. telling him what happened, desperately scrambling around to look at the baby monitor. He tells you to take a breath, trying to get you to calm down, that its okay, he'll come home.

you're sat on the couch, crying in a panic while watching the blisfully unaware baby over the monitor until Price gets home. he comes in, making a beeline to the small utility room, then to the nursery. its an easy and quick fix, you definitely could have done it yourself you think as you watch over his shoulder. he opens the door quickly and sees the sleeping baby before closing the door with a chuckle and turning to you. you're still sniffling, babbling soft apologies, telling him youll understand if he doesn't pay or ever hires you again - but he shakes his head and leads you to the couch with him, sitting you down.

"sit, love. take a breath." he murmurs, vanishing to the kitchen, from where he comes back a minute later with a cup of tea that he hands you. sits down next to you, then gently pulls you into his side. "C'mere now. its alright bird, don't cry now."

[lenaellsi]

mwah