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pebblethief · 2 years ago

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⋆ ｡ ° ✩ Starquilt ✩ ° ｡ ⋆

38"x39.5" English paper piecing - all handsewn

#quilting #textile art #space #english paper piecing #going to get in touch w the longarm quilter after i get back from scotland :3 #but for now look at it its DONE!!#im extremely pleased w how its turned out :D

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pepperpixel · 5 months ago

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Initial drawings of that old man… I literally, I haven’t finished reading the book of bill yet!!! I had to stop and take a break for a week to feverishly draw fanart of myself petting fords floofy hair and giving him attention and shit…!!!! The urge was too great….!! I’ve literally. I had a crush on this guy the instant he was first REVEALED in the show, but I did not have the artistic prowess to draw good looking old men back then… but I do now… thank god… thank fucking god

#gravity falls #ford pines #stanford pines #self ship #self insert #si x canon #it me #doodles #I got a haircut! so my hair looks different now.. as haircuts tend to do lol #anyway… yeah… I LOVE HIM… GRAHHFJH #the confirmation that he rlly is just sad and lonely and insecure and craving attention and validation #OHH FORD BBY.. WE R THE SAME #like… ghghg i loved him already just w his prickly nerdy outer shell but knowing more about the vulnerable center is GREAT. ITS AWESOME #also hes a smart nerdy guy who can do science and expirements and shit which is ONE OF MY FAVORITE THINGS FOR A CHARACTER TO DO #u kno im all about scientists….#I couldn’t draw ship art back then 1 cuz I didn’t kno how to draw old men and 2 cuz I was like 13 lol… which would have been wierd #but I’m an ADULT NOW. GET OVER HERE FORD #also it didn’t even rlly cross my mind TO draw that stuff cuz even tho I did love ford #self ship and x reader sorta stuff was not NEARLY as popular back then.. like I specifically remember it like. booming in popularity #at some point. but being pretty rare before that. anyway. thank u passage of time and trends and new gravity falls book for introducing #me back to fictional man I love. so I can now draw myself smooching him and shit #hell yeah.#13 is probably not actually correct I do not remember exactly which year fords reveal was in…#but I was probably older then 13.. but still #the point remains lol.#also omg. the bit in the book w the goth moth. ‘ur probably into this sorta thing right?’#I AM INTO THAT SORTA THING FORD. thank u book of bill for being written specifically @ me. the immersion it’s great.#like ur so right ford I AM edgy and goth how’d u guess that tee hee. eyelash flutter #aLSO PLS IGNORE MY FINGER BEING IN FRAME IN THE LAST PIC. I was drawing in a tiny bound sketchbook #so I had to hold the paper down to keep it flat. and. I didn’t feel like censoring my fucking. pinkie finger out of the image

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kiwibirdlafayette · 2 months ago

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buncha secret life modern au sketches i did for fun :3c they mean so much to me actually

(Designs and AU by Honeybeebuddy and notquitesummer <3)

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hurt-over-comfort · 7 months ago

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The finals were kicking my ass but I am free now!!!! Feels great. Here is some shameless whump I sketched to get back into it!

Smile for the camera~

#whump art #jdraws #bruises #recording #darcy #like its his hand in his hair #albert #i think #it actually was supposed to be just some random guy but I cant help it but kind of turn them into albert every time #will be back to posting now!#still have my masters paper to write but thats in like two months so for now I am finally CHILLING

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xuxudio · 1 year ago

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successfully choosing the most doomed ship in any media since 1999

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entropyvoid · 9 months ago

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Golden Hour (+ lineart below cut)

I took a picture of the lines for once and did some basic crappy photo editing on my phone, so you could probably print this out and use it as a coloring page or something if you so wish lol. Do with it what you will.

#honkai star rail #dr ratio #veritas ratio #aventurine #aventurine hsr #cherallart #as you can see i forgor i wanted to draw his glasses til like. last second #i can’t believe it’s been like 2 whole months since I last did a whole like. watercolor illustration #part of that’s been bc I’ve been having a bit of a rough semester bc adhd med issues (which are resolved now)#but I really wanted to draw aventurine and ratio. my boys #i’ve been LOVING penacony so far so I needed to get something nice out #anyway I did this while my s/o and I alternated between reading a 500 pg long history book out lout to each other #it’s called ‘the inheritance of rome’ and kinda covers what happened after the collapse of the western roman empire #and tries to identify and explain all the cultural echoes and reverberations and transformations that rose from its ashes #throughout europe north africa and the middle east. anyway it’s super interesting and I highly recommend it #the late antique period is not something often covered/talked abt in public ed hist classes. at least not when I was goin through em #or the transitory period between it and the early medieval period at least #i still got 150 pages left and a final paper due on it in like 4 days but it’s only a 5 pg minimum and I’m a wordy bitch so #i think i can make it #anyway back to that I go

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mrsthunderkin · 9 months ago

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Felt like a bit of practice and a little bit of Al

Gave up in the middle of rendering but didn't want to let it go to waste y'know?

#alaros #blue dragon #humanoid form #hhhhh i just want to practice anatomy why is it so hard right now #tales of alor #maybe its time i go back to paper for a bit try to get a good groove back #because honestly im feeling BLUGH about my digital stuff lately

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moeblob · 2 months ago

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Right and his work menaces (Brent and Karen).

I don't remember last I mentioned it but apart from crude nicknames to people (except Chris), he also just puts them in his phone really weird (except Chris, who is literally in his phone as Chris). And I bring this up because in Right's phone, Karen is saved as "Lawful Obligation".

#my characters #oops i fell in love #can you guys tell im stressed and hyperfixating on my own fucked up ocs cause i am #also brents nickname at work and in rights phone is fuckwad #and hes like yeah if im called anything else at this point by right its weird and uncomfortable #and when it is finally approached as if paul is only in rights phone as shitty-ex (answer) now that hes an excoworker #what was he in rights phone BEFORE the transfer #and right is like annoying dickwad ... karen is like oh i see thats why you call him a dick still #thats like a nickname from his phone name #and brent has to ask why fuckwad and dickwad and right looks at him and takes a deep breathe before saying #because i like the word wad and it is very comforting bc like a wad of paper ? you can throw it away #and so if i realize i gotta get rid of attachment i wad it up #also dont tell paul that dickwad was a form of attachment or he will never shut the fuck up about it #karen and brent both swear to never mention it to paul #paul is honestly such a weird anomaly in the plot bc he doesnt directly work at the same police station #but he is CONSTANTLY a topic of gossip or annoyance or updates #hes literally karens best friend! aside from chris he was one of the few right worked with who HAD touch privileges before right banned it #hes also just genuinely well liked but no one can actually tell him or he will become insufferable #which is a crime that rick is guilty of once when he meets paul and karen introduces him #and rick is just OH i know that name! youre her best friend #and she looks so betrayed and paul looks so delighted and stunned and radiant over this fact #and rick makes up for it before the night is over which is why karen forgives him - he made paul back in his place #anyway yeah right has lots of fears and hes my bundle of anxiety and i love him and his atrocious nicknames #i think i would die if i gave someone a rude nickname even affectionately irl #also also final note on this ig #since right is a detective and not always at the station its worth pointing out brent and karen just work taking calls and #doing misc other work at their desks which are nearby so they 100% bond and its wonderful #ok i lied final note on them is #for a very long time karen has to check with right to make sure she isnt annoying brent because he doesnt emote well #and shes scared she wont know if shes annoying him please help youre like the only one who reads his moods accurately

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pigeon-butch · 4 months ago

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I certainly have my own concerns about the treatment of moo deng but um. well i think some of you may just be racist

#this ^ isn't directed at any post in particular but instead a lot of comments ive seen. but now im gonna talk about other posts down here #and prefacing anything i put in the tags here with DONT TAKE MY WORD FOR IT DO YOUR OWN RESEARCH #but the biggest post ive seen going around rn about moo deng being mistreated and the general quality of khao kheow zoo is questionable #claims that the enclosure is mostly concrete seem to be false from all the sources i can find #the concrete section looks like its specifically around the feeding area which fits zoo care guidelines which specify that the feeding area #be a surface that can be easily cleaned separate from the substrate and is a surface present in other zoos #the lack of deep water also seems to be purposeful? older videos of the same enclosure show deeper water areas #and looking back through the news every baby pygmy hippo announcement from every zoo i could find mentioned periods where the baby had to #learn to swim and was slowly introduced from shallow water to deeper water as time passed #this was also corroborated by fowlers zoo and wild animal medicine volume 8 which suggests keeping the mother dry and then slowly #introducing water as the baby grows as a potential best practice #damn im treating this like a paper now. anyway the negatives #there are absolutely things that strike me as bad eg. public access to the hippos and the way the keeper interacts with them #for the keeper stuff in particular i'd really like to see input from someone who has experience as a zookeeper with pygmy hippos #the public access is something that i def think the zoo could improve on and even older footage from years ago shows people sticking like #selfie sticks and shit off the side of the railings and right into the hippos faces #however again the zoo seems to be making efforts to curb visitor behavior which is tough when you go from having 800 visitors a day to #4000+ and you can't remodel the whole exhibit right then and there #all this to say! just do your own research and take somewhat inflammatory comments on the internet with a grain of salt #also just to make it clear im not making any sweeping statements on khao kheow or the treatment of moo deng im just summarizing what i foun #based on what's being said in the most popular post on the subject ive seen.#for the potential like three people who will read all this hi :) hope ur having a nice day

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enjoliquej · 6 months ago

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I can't fix it - is this where I give in?

#A BREAK FROM ARTFIGHT TO INDULGE MYSELF IN SPECIFIC WAYS #But now back to art fight #also song is not attached to them i just thought the lyrics was fun #not vent art really im just sometimes mentally ill on paper #oc #If anyone mentions the H word ill cry actually because i see the color use similarities #But its not the H word please #If you dont know what i mean by that then don't worry about it #Kordell Sun

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synthshenanigans · 6 months ago

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JASH STICKER COLLECTION GAINS ANOTHER

Also they do adopt certificates for the lil guys u get which is p cool however rlly funny & rlly weird since its just his name

Heres where i got em!!! theres tons of diff stickers & stuff u should check out :D

also got crocheted pan flowers!! :D

#stickers very cute i love it #lil gummie bear guy :}#the flowers are also very pretty #also the certificate is cute idea for the lil dudes unless you buy one of the “celebrity” ones then its just silly & weird 😭#like now i just gotta have a paper saying i adopt a real guy is so wack help #might add another sticker/sticky note to make it say gummy jash or smth #its also kinda silly so tempted to keep it that way. also cos i wont be seeing the sheet much. not as much as the actual sticker at least #so odd tho to read #i do not want to adopt some random grown man thats like a year & a half older than me. im putting him back up for adoption who wants em/j #chonny jash #moss post #cj fif

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kitsunesakii · 10 days ago

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Two is Better than one

I went wild with this one :D

Printer issues, Lunch Date, Flower Shop, The Stranger pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, pt.4, Spider in the Dark, ur here, next part?

Sasha entered her apartment with the quiet click of the front door. She tossed her backpack onto the chair in the kitchen and started a cup of tea. A clatter from the adjacent room caught her attention. She frowned slightly before peeking her head into the other room.

It took her a moment to process the scene before her eyes.

Micheal was sitting on her living room floor, long fingers carefully curling through the fur of a content cat purring below him. She noted a secondary feline to the left, pawing at a strand of long spindly blonde hair. He glanced at her lazily, tipping his head to the side and humming.

There was only one thing wrong with this picture. Sasha didn't own pets.

"Micheal-what?"

His smile widened. "Hello my dear."

She gestured to the cat now rolling onto its back as Micheal petted its belly. "Where did these come from?"

He looked over at the one still playing with his hair. "They followed someone into my corridors. They followed me here."

Right. Sasha shook her head and sat down, the one on its back stretched out before moving towards her curiously, it had orange hair like a tabby. She pet it and it purred in response.

"Micheal."

"Sasha."

"I don't have the stuff for these guys. I barely have the room, you don't really expect me too-" Her words were cut short as she watched the grey one tangled in Micheal's hair sound out a small mewl as Micheal tenderly picked it up in its hands with too much bone and fingers that stretched too far across. The cat didn't seem to mind.

Micheal hummed as he watched the cat in his arms twist and curl, purring contently as if Micheal wasn't a terrifying monster. Sasha dared to smile.

"I believe, if I remember correctly, these creatures need food, water." He chimed lightly. Sasha rolled her eyes.

"Fine. There's a store down the way from here. They have pet supplies." Sasha sighed as she stood to her feet. "And they are cats, Micheal."

He didn't so much as stand to his feet, rather a blur of motion and colors that stretched out and scattered like sand before he was standing in front of her. "Cats. Yes."

She grabbed her bag and walked towards the door, stopping when she realized Micheal was following her.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm coming with you of course." He giggled, "silly question."

"Right." Sasha smiled, "This won't end badly at all."

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The actual trip wasn't horrible.

Besides the fact that every single dog started barking at Micheal which earned them a few curious glances from the staff, they made it out with a sack of cat food, cat litter, and a box. Even more than she had expected, Micheal paid. Handing the cash to the women as Sasha looked at him with such a confused expression she partially believed he did it just to see her reaction. Laughing as they left the store with the supplies. She simply shook her head.

"I think- he had one."

Sasha looked over at him, he looked, well, human. The way his coat sat on his shoulders and down past his boots, his hands wrapped around a bag of cat food. His eyes trained on nothing before looking over at her with a sharp smile.

Sasha frowned. "Who?"

"Micheal. Before-" His words echoed and trailed off.

Sasha understood. "I'm sorry." The words felt stupid in her mouth.

"Do not be, its-" he paused. "It's a nice memory, I am not sorry to have it, amongst the fractals of everything and nothing and the not-in between, it is nice."

Sasha thought about her question a moment before asking. "What's it like?"

"What?"

"The...what you said about the fractals and the nothingness, delusion...what's it like?"

"It Is Not What It Is and it is a part of me" he said it like a broken tune from some forgotten nursery rhyme. "It is madness- throaty, hollow, the depths of doubt- madness that stirs in the mind. It is not a physicality, but, within it, there is a certain…” He paused. “Ah! Beauty. Like a fine piece of decoration in a mundane hallway." Micheal laughed long and hard as they approached her building.

"You say it's beautiful?"

He giggled and shook his head. "You tell me, my dear, what with your It Knows You, all that knowledge will never satisfy, never relief, you see all and yet-" They entered her house to the two cats scratching up her couch and seemingly content with life. “Madness floods the senses and dilutes the mind, leaving it clear. It changes perception, blinds reality. It's a song sung with all the wrong notes and the wrong tune but it is beautiful nonetheless.” He sat the bag on the kitchen table and she prepared two bowls.

“A broken melody is still broken.”

“Ah, but only you would know if it's broken.”

Sasha paused and stared at him. He was crouched down, pouring the food into the bowl she had provided. It got everywhere and he giggled. Letting out a hummed “oops.” Before moving a long finger to scatter the dropped food even further. His hair cascaded around his shoulders and swept across the floor, the grey cat already taking interest in his dubbed playtoy.

She understood what he meant. And maybe there was a relieving beauty to it. Someone’s only lost if they themselves don’t know how to get to their destination. But if someone is simply wandering, well. There could be a comfort to that. Ignorance is bliss after all. A buzz of muddled headspace that someone looks for within drugs or alcohol. A weight lifted from the mind as it's consumed by something that isn’t tangible.

“Do you understand?” He looked back at her, the pieces of food that had missed the bowl now nowhere to be seen. The two cats had taken an interest in the food and water and were quick to indulge themselves. She looked into Micheal’s eyes, the swirling spirals that seemed to impossibly dilate as he looked at her. He seemed softer, somehow. All folded up and crouched on her floor seemingly as protection to the felines happily eating away. His sweater changed and morphed in color and she half wondered where his coat went. His scarf was wound around his neck and seemed to move like a snake, continually curling over his shoulders. Twisting and bending and pulling in every direction. He was an enigma to look at. Madness. An ever shifting idea that barely took shape before it was changing again. Beautiful. She decided.

He was beautiful.

She almost forgot he was waiting for a response. “I understand.” The words didn’t feel nearly enough. Some part of her reminded herself that she was supposed to be scared of this thing that had casually dropped two cats at her feet like it was nothing. This thing that bought the supplies with money she wasn’t sure he was even supposed to have. This thing that had given her a distorted flower that she still had in the living room. This thing that followed her around with a curiosity she couldn’t explain. This thing that had kissed her cheek instead of killing her when she had been in its corridors. She ignored that voice and instead moved to fix the litter box in the washroom.

Not even an hour later she was curled up on the couch petting the tabby as Micheal played with the gray one on the floor not even a foot away.

“What are their names?” She asked him, breaking the silence that seemed to muffle Micheal’s laughter as he let the cat swipe at his long fingers, pulling them away just in time.

“Names are redundant.”

She rolled her eyes. “I think I’ll call this one Pumpkin.”

He didn’t look away from the cat, letting it catch his fingers and pull them down to bite playfully. Micheal hardly seemed bothered. “Daisies.”

“The cat? That’s a pretty name.”

“No-” He giggled. “I remembered. I was picking them up.” He drew his hand away and pointed at the mess of lines and colors that had once been a flower, sitting in a jar on the coffee table.

Sasha smiled back. “Daisy it is. Pumpkin and Daisy.”