#denver DIY

[catchinglizards]

latest prints by me, @catchinglizards

[lobot0mmy]

I get these moments where I think I'm an expert in everything, I decided I'd try to make Ryan Ross' shit, this shit, I'll buy the fabric and all the shit, I have faith

Cause yes, I think I can (I can barely sew patches on my backpack) (I sew them very pathetically)

[nepacala]

[bvzzkil]

edith pike // kiss me here beautiful for these are truly our last days

credit: hotstuff

d3 arts, denver, colorado

i was at this gig :3

[janerhoadesart]

Itty bitty sashiko patch 💕

Also, a note: I offer a visible mending service for your clothing. Contact me for details or check out my website for prices! I can patch holes in just about any garment and make it look CUTE.

[reallyradrecs]

You made it home again I waited anxiously for you to hit send Ran every scenario out in my head We were reckless

I don’t mean to fall apart I’ve known too many friends who were just gone You never really know How much it takes a toll

Oh what you’ll find When you push those feelings inside They always come out in the worst way Like I’m a hurricane

I don’t mean to fall apart Like I’m the only one who’s got A big sinking hole In place of my heart and lungs

We’re on the edge of something And we can’t push on I try to help it along But nothing moves me Nothing moves me

[paprikamahomes]

Boss likes a shitty team so I made him a shrine to pray to so that maybe they can get better!

[ourduanebradley]

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[eastritual]

do it. move to that weird artsy city. join the diy band. do dumb shit and have fun doing it.

[kuiper-art]

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I mean to make more videos like this of my art process, but somehow, I always get lost in the sauce. I suppose that's how you know you're really enjoying what you do. I'm pretty open about my process because I believe art is for everyone. It should be open source. Allowed to be expanded upon, twisted, and molded until something new has been created. I don't understand those who covet their techniques; who hide behind ambiguous terminology. Are they afraid someone's going to steal their one trick and they will seize to be commercially viable? Beats me.

[xiaq]

I woke up with the sudden knowledge that we needed a wisteria vine outside the kitchen window. I was correct.

Before:

After:

During:

(I went with DIYing a fake one because A. instant gratification, B. they don't do great in Denver winters and C. we didn't want to court structural damage around our windows since vines can be a very pretty bitch once they latch onto a house).

[nyc-looks]

Kenlie, 24

“My shoes are Demonias, pants are thrifted H&M, long sleeved shirt is secondhand Marine Serre, short sleeved shirt is a vintage tee from the 90s, and my bag is vintage Prada. I love colorful clothes and am inspired by DIY queers in Denver (where I live currently) drag, and the Muppets.”

Oct 8, 2023 ∙ Upper West Side

[bvzzkil]

whole buncha bands

CONVULSE RECORDS THREE YEAR ANNIVERSARY

10/8/21, 10/9/21

aztlan theatre, denver, colorado

archiving this just in case it is lost as convulse records comes up. in case it wasnt clear, i was a denver hxc kid for a while until i moved to az. unfortunately i was a year late on getting into the scene because LOOK AT THIS FUCJING LINEUP

it’s insane to see all these bands that eventually got HUGE; spy, scowl, big laugh, etc. i cant believe i missed this

[coal15]

Because Happy Fandom

In the interest of spreading positive vibes, I'm working on the 2nd chapter of I Never Do This so I decided to post a sample. It's Bucktommy. Explicit but also has the gushy romantic feels scattered amidst the smut. The following sample is smut-free, but if you follow the link to Ch.1 you'll find yourself tits deep in obscene material. You're welcome.

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Tommy grinned when Evan’s lips pressed against the nape of his neck.  “Good morning.”

“I woke up alone,” Buck pouted. “How dare you.” 

“Will a Denver omelet earn me forgiveness?” Tommy asked, swiveling sideways to reveal a cutting board and a half chopped bell pepper.

“I’m listening.”

“Light on ham, heavy on veggies, average amount of cheese. With a side of beautiful sliced tomatoes I just picked off the vine. They turned out really great this year.” Tommy smiled and mmm’d into long, gentle a good morning kiss. 

“I’m gonna get spoiled dating you, aren’t I?” Buck sighed, sounding so love-drunk he may as well have had little cartoon hearts floating around his head.

“Oh, absolutely. I try to spoil all my guests, especially the cute ones.” 

Buck gave him a quick nuzzle and stepped aside so he could get back cutting peppers. “Wanna point me to the cheese grater?” The chance to help prepping a meal in Tommy’s kitchen made him feel all giddy. ‘Kid-with-an-extra-helping-of-dessert’ giddy.

Tommy tapped his bare foot against the cabinet door behind him. “Grater's in there. And you might have to dig around a little for the cheese, I’m terrible at keeping my refrigerator organized.”

Normally the sight of veggies, condiments, leftovers and so-forth scattered around a fridge all willy-nilly would awaken Clipboard Buck with a vengeance, but this time he just shrugged and made a mental note to tackle it later. “Are these green beans from your garden?” he asked, pushing aside an overfilled bag to reveal a block of sharp cheddar. The block sat between a takeout container and a bottle of ketchup, but Buck kept his attention riveted to Denver omelets and Tommy.

“No, they’re from my neighbor Cathy down the road.”

On the counter next to the knife block were four cutting boards of descending size held upright by a cat figurine wearing a chef’s hat and apron holding a whisk. It was impossible not to notice how much the kitschy object clashed with the rest of Tommy’s decor, so Buck figured it must have sentimental value. The thought gave him a soft, warm feeling. “It took me a minute to escape your hall by the way.” He teased after selecting a cutting board and getting to work.

“Uuuugh, sorry.” Tommy cringed. “I should have thought to label the doors with post-its before you woke up, I literally do that every time I host an event. It’s the only thing I really don’t like about this house. But I’ve got major renovations planned and that nightmare is getting fixed as soon as I’ve got enough money saved up.”

"Do you wanna hire a crew or go diy?” Buck asked whilst imagining Tommy wearing a toolbelt . . . maybe taking a big sledgehammer to a wall, all covered in sweat and drywall dust and wearing beat up old work clothes with streaks and splatters of dry paint all over them from past projects. And, and maybe the jeans hang really low. Like barely perched on his hips so just the slightest nudge might��

“Woohoo!” Tommy whistled, waving a hand in front of his face.

“Oh!” Buck flinched and cleared his throat. “Hi, yeah. I’m, I’m back–did you say diy?”

"I did." Tommy chirped.

"Neat. I'm, uh, happy to help out if you want."

"I will keep that in mind."

The couple returned to their self assigned tasks, chopping, grating, and frequently sneaking glances at eachother.

Buck tried to maintain focus on grating cheese, but found himself increasingly morning-horny, which was slowing down progress more and more. The sense of arousal surprised him. He had never really been a morning sex kind of a guy–then again, he’d also never been a ‘fucks other men and likes it’ kind of guy a until recently. He supposed this was just his season of revelations. Morning horny. Okay. What to do with that energy? Huh. “Soooo . . . we’ve officially had sex in both of our beds now.”

“God Evan, you say that like there’s a bingo card!”

“There could be bingo cards.” Buck gazed sidelong at Tommy with a sly grin that seemed to broadcast certain intentions.

Let’s play.

****To read the 1st Chapter go HERE