#car crafting

[geapparel]

Car Crafting Session: Making Beautiful Handmade Bracelets in My Cozy Car 🚗✨

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[thelailasblog]

[vintagecamping]

The trials and tribulations of a road trip. Broken down and waiting for a tow.

Montana

1962

[deathlifeinbeach]

The Trait plush is officially done!! This guy took 5 hours, and is around 2 feet long!

[baloch-55]

Miniature house

[retrogamingblog2]

Kirby Car Air Freshener made by ClayGrahamArt

[michellemisfit]

@gallacrafts Theme 35: Let’s Ride

Ian should really have clocked the teasing smirk on his husband’s face as Mickey pulled up outside Ian’s work, but it’s been a long day and Ian is fucking exhausted, so excuse him if he isn’t at his sharpest. He falls into the passenger seat with a brief ‘hi’ and a heavy sigh, immediately closing his eyes.

All he wants is to sleep through to Monday, but eventually Ian catches on to the excitement radiating off the man in the driver’s seat, drags his eyes open and turns his head, drawing breath to ask Mickey what’s going on. Which is when he sees… it.

“The fuck, Mickey?”

Mickey immediately bursts out laughing. “It’s you, see?”

No. Ian does not see.

“I found it at the gas station, by the check out! The packet said it’s a ginger! … Get it?” Mickey gleefully explains, and Ian? Well. Ian does not have the energy to deal with this right now, so he shakes his head, closes his eyes again, and tries to ignore his husband’s continuous chortle.

He’ll get him back. After he’s had some sleep!

It takes Ian a lot longer than expected and several fruitless online searches - who knew cutsie car air fresheners were that fucking popular?? - but after clicking through seemingly hundreds of different ones - almost giving up and just buying the middle finger one cause… well… Mickey - he finally finds and orders the perfect one!

A grumpy black cat, with scruffy hair, blue eyes, and ridiculously angry eyebrows.

And the crowning glory? The cat is much shorter than the ginger!

“Oh, fuck off!” Mickey grumbles, while Ian beams, attaching the second air freshener to the rear view mirror of their car.

Mickey may bitch about how he’s not “a stupid fucking cat”, and later on that it “doesn’t even make sense. You actually are ginger!”, and even later still “And my eyebrows do not look like that!!”

And yet, Mickey doesn’t take them down.

In fact, Ian often catches Mickey glancing at them - swaying and bouncing against each other as the car rumbles down the road - and sometimes Mickey even cracks a little smile.

But only when he thinks Ian isn’t looking, of course.

The End.

Medium: Felt

(Some in progress pictures behind the cut)

[aahmedll]

My Struggle in Gaza📍

I live in Gaza, a place where each day feels like a battle for survival. My home is no longer the house I once knew. Now, I find myself in a small, fragile tent — a reminder of all that I have lost. The relentless hardships here have stripped away the comfort and security I once had, leaving only uncertainty in their place.

Life is harsh. There are days when we have no water to drink, no electricity to light the darkness, and no way to meet our most basic needs. The sense of isolation is overwhelming. Every day brings a new struggle — whether it’s to find food or to simply stay warm as the winds tear through the fabric of our only shelter.

The constant violence, destruction, and loss have left deep scars on me, and on so many around me. The future feels distant and bleak. It’s hard to dream of a better tomorrow when today feels like a never-ending nightmare.

Yet, despite all of this, I have no choice but to continue. I cling to the faint hope that things will change, that one day I will no longer have to live in fear or worry about how my family will survive.

I can’t do this alone. In this desperate time, I turn to you for help. If you are able to offer support, you can donate to me through GoFundMe. Even the smallest contribution could mean the difference between hunger and a meal, between freezing cold and warmth.

Thank you for taking the time to listen to my story. I am deeply grateful for any support you can provide, as it may be the lifeline that helps me through this unimaginable hardship.

[angrymac]

gotta geek out over the sheer craft of sunny’s writing for a moment because the way they just effortlessly introduce gut-wrenching and pivotal pieces of character lore and backstory, whether it be 4 or 12 or 16 seasons in, in a way that just feels so natural, like “oh, of course this thing happened in the past,” like a puzzle piece clicking into place, is just next-level.

[thelailasblog]

[its-your-mind]

HEY. HEY.

HEY @re-dracula WHAT GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO HAVE JONATHAN ACTUALLY READING THAT PASSAGE OUT LOUD BEHIND SEWARD DESCRIBING THE SCENE, HUH? WITH THE TEARS IN HIS VOICE AND THE PAUSING AND THE SHORT LITTLE INHALES AND THE VOICE CRACKS? WAS IT TRULY NECESSARY??? I WAS ALREADY CRYING. I DIDN'T NEED THIS TOO. WHAT THE FUCK.

[kanalaure]

(*i dont know what kind of dog huan is, but he sheds. a lot. caranthir just wants to have ONE (1) space thats not covered in shed fur)

assume this is in the context of a modern au, or else that everyone is miraculously back from the dead and generally getting along fine and in the interim aman has had its industrial revolution and produced a more eco-friendly equivalent to our technologies

dont take this too seriously or get upset if your blorbo isn't represented, i filled out the ballot on a whim lmao. if you have someone you are Convinced would have one that isn't on this ballot, please do mention it in the tags

[danafeelingsick]

Give him some soda, see how he reacts to that.

not well, i assume

[uncanny-tranny]

One of the great things about fiber arts (at least to me) is that... you outright own the things you make. It's hard for me to comprehend actually owning something, and that's that. The item you have created doesn't need to come with strings attached (pun intended).

In a world where you are constantly buying things but not owning any of it, truly, it's such an odd experience to actually have ownership of your labour, time, and love like that.