#i’ll draw more maybe sometime soonish

[mipexch]

making a collection of these images

[focsle]

Since I’ve gotten a bunch of new followers lately, I thought I’d fling my creative projects upon you all.

I work on two massive labors of love, when I’m not doing one of my four (4) money jobs.

One is @goingtoweather. This is a webcomic. It’s a historical fiction familial drama set in 1820s New Bedford, and will eventually slide away from parlor scenes to become more of a nautical story. The actual comic is available to read and currently ongoing. It can be found here. 

The other is @lacrimore. This is an incredibly self indulgent gothic fiction set in an original world. It will be taking the form of a novella, and while said novella will not be available to read until it’s completed, the blog will feature world and character information, art, maybe some backstory comics sometimes, and whatnot.

I also sing shanties and draw things in general. Those will always have a home on my main blog.

If you like what I do and would like to support it, I have a ko-fi page here! And I’ll also be opening commissions again...soonish...

[katherine-rambles]

@peanutters replied to your post: “@peanutters replied to your post: “hey uuuuh miniature painting is...”:

O nasty but understandable about the residue And thats why i have multiple things going at once (thank u msc 30min wait time)

hah i wish i had more space. i do have a few things happenin’ right now though-- gonna work on a couple needlefelts and also a needlefelt of my fur/feather-sona? which i want to do Really Good Wings for, which requires some research and so on. but those aren’t super great for quick jaunts between drying paint. 

also i’m vaguely afraid that my current energy bubble will burst and i’ll just be left with more unfinished projects BUT i work on telling myself that it’s for fun anyway so who the fuck cares if i have unfinished projects (aside from myself, having to hold onto projects i’ve already spent hours and dollars on and therefore keep around because i can’t bear to throw them out)

but man i haven’t had this much creative energy in... years? i keep remembering projects on my backburner and having to tell myself “well, katherine, you could do that but you have other things you want to work on right now and you can do that later.” plus new ideas and inspirations competing, though those are a bit rarer since idea creation is a bit like a muscle. 

in the past week or so, ideas i’ve recalled/come up with that i’ve wanted to start/restart, many of which i haven’t thought about in years:

my book-librarian dress that i’ve made one of two custom fabric patterns for already

my crystal skeleton repaint/mod of skelita from monster high (currently done with the sculpt and part of a base coat)

a needlefelt Garnet because she’s my Favorite

over four paintings that i have unfinished, but when i tried to work on one i was immediately discouraged because i was never that great at painting, but i still want to try again sometime soonish 

this is why i started art again with a needlefelt Mae-- i was certain that i could do it well. at least i know when i need a confidence boost lmao. PLUS it got some people interested in my nitw vector commissions again even though i wasn’t expecting that

my various lego d&d projects

my intricately planned out toothiana cosplay, which will involve probably hundreds of dollars of two-tone tulle and individually cut out feathers with optionally a sewn-in wire ‘vein’ made of multiple layers of tulle each in order to achieve her natural hummingbird gradient effect + give the longer feathers some posability

re-tooling my bulbabackpack design for more replicability so i can sell it

potentially as a purse

re-setting up my sticker printing projects

my plan to needlefelt a life-sized alien Stitch because??? WHO WOULDN’T WANT THAT

my plan to make a life-size secretary bird because they’re Awesome and basically a Modern Raptor???? fuck yea

any number of poorly-thought-out Lesbian Webcomic ideas

a videogame wherein you are a yarn creature who learns how to knit themselves into different forms Unlocking Abilities. platformer/puzzler for all ages

a videogame where you are a colony of bees and/or a specific bee caught up in hive and intra-hive politics. potentially post-apocalyptic where the bees are discovering how to interpret human language and technology? maybe post-human solar punk earth setting, because a traditional “everyone died and you’re the only intelligent things left” is too fucking tired. plus also hatoful boyfriend did it pretty well already, not sure if i can add to that

of course my amiibo mods, of my splatoon main gal and knight!peach

uuuuh my desire to introduce resin casted parts into my needlefelt creations

the general desire to learn how to sculpt+mold ball jointed dolls

the general desire to learn metalworking

soldering for techy repair stuff

more extensive training to create better frameworks for my needlefelt stuff

 my extensive pokemon quiz idea that requires webscraping code i don’t want to deal with

.... and that’s just in the LAST WEEK

I’ve had more creative, constructive, and social impulses in the past seven days than I’ve had in the PAST SEVEN MONTHS

this is how my LIFE USED TO BE LIKE!!! i wanna keep it this way!!!!!!!!

The other thing is right now I’m in a good spot of balancing these impulses with my rational, don’t-spend-too-much-money side; I can’t tell for certain why but I know when I’m depressed I’ll be excited for projects that require a lot of new equipment and skills I’ve barely used previously.  But in reality, what this means is I spend money and don’t do projects when I’m depressed. (That’s how I ended up with my big “I’ll make stickers!” plan that will probably never pan out, even if the profit margin can be stupid high. I didn’t realize that I a.] don’t draw things that lend themselves to stickers and b.] that an in-home inkjet press was going to create less durable stickers than you can get from, say, Redbubble. And I spent like 500 bucks on a printer and a papercutter for that... though I do plan on using the papercutter anyway for unrelated projects and the printer was a purchase I wanted to make anyway.)

The realistic thing to do is to work on projects with what I have or small test kits, and then upgrade more as I become more familiar and desire better tools for the work I’m already doing. A tablet does not a digital artist make, but it can certainly make a digital artist’s workflow much easier. 

Anyway right now I am cautiously optimistic about life and h---FUCK I FORGOT TO RETURN THE CALL FROM THE PSYCH OFFICE AUGH. 

i am putting a sticky note on my phone now. fuck

[crystaiskiess]

Blushes and a Cup of Coffee

Part of the Our Photo Album series - does not need to be read in order but is recommended Previous Part Series Masterlist

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Summary: Phil was expecting one of the stereotypical first questions, ‘what’s your favourite colour?’ Or ‘where were you born?” Instead, Dan asked, “Do you like coffee?” and Phil couldn’t help the short bark of laughter that he let out at the strange question.OrThe two idiots and their first date

Author’s Notes: Hello people! I literally wrote this today and it's all from Phil's POV so I might write a Dan version soonish! There will be two updates next week (special christmas update!!!)I hope you're all enjoying this series! Please tell me what you think! I love to hear how you guys reacted and if you liked it or not! (Totally not fishing for comments) IM SORRY OK I LOVE TO KNOW IF YOU LIKED IT

If you have an idea leave a request for this series I would love to write them :)

Anyway enjoy!!!

Phil was shaking like a chihuahua who badly needed to pee; his whole body appeared to be quivering. For what had to have been the third time that minute, he checked the time. 3:02 pm. It was perfectly understandable for Dan to be two minutes late, but Phil was just so unbelievably nervous. Phil was positive the first date hadn’t felt this way with his last girlfriend, he had never had palms that wouldn’t seem to stop sweating or goosebumps that were trailing down his back and pressing into his spine, but this was Dan .

He was different, special in his own unique way, hilarious without meaning to be as funny as he was. He just had a sarcastic attitude. Not that he was sarcastic, but he had very dry wit. Oh my god he was rambling in his own mind, how in the world was he meant to talk to Dan? With his molten chocolate eyes that made Phil forget his own name, and his adorable dimples that seemed to cave forever. He was doomed. That was if Dan ever turned up. Phil checked the time again, 3:03 pm.

The bell above the door signalled that someone was walking into the small cafe, Phil’s head shot up so fast he gave himself whiplash. Suddenly it felt as though every whisper of a breath had flown from Phil’s body. His eyes trailed over the loose black shirt that hung around Dan’s frame, a polar opposite from his usual shirt and tie. His ripped black jeans were so tight that Phil could feel his cheeks heating up just from the knowledge that he couldn’t look away. Shit. He had a problem.

A blush dusted it’s way along Dan’s cheekbones, leaving him with red splotches in places and pink flush in others, Phil swallowed heavily and forced himself to continue breathing. “Hi,” Dan murmured shyly, slipping into the seat across from Phil. “H-hey!” Phil choked out, still heavily distracted by how well the loose grey shirt suited Dan. The silence fell over them, it was heavy and it clung to the hairs on Phil’s arm in a sticky, oppressive way. Dan fidgeted with the napkin in front of him, Phil watched as he curled the corner, then smoothed it back out so there were no creases, before repeating the action.

They needed to break this silence, both he and Dan knew that, but neither of them wanted to be the first one. Phil could feel the awkwardness creeping down his throat, sending icy cold emotions swirling in his stomach. After 5 minutes of this awkward behaviour Dan spoke up, “For fucks sake,” Phil gaped at him, unable to help it. Dan was so beautiful and professional, albeit a little bit shy, at work and he had sworn so out of the blue it really shocked Phil.

Dan continued speaking, “Okay, we can both feel this awkwardness and you know what I really like you! We both know we get along well!” This was true, Dan and he had been getting along really well over the course of the week. Phil had really been looking forward to this date, because their conversations were so fluid and easy. It was only due to nerves that it was so awkward and Phil knew it. He nodded in response to what Dan was saying, prompting him to continue speaking.

“So let’s start off easy,” Dan was regaining his shy composure after his sudden outburst, his face was as flushed and blotchy as it had been when Phil’s friend Louise had told them that they would make ‘such a cute couple!’ “Okay,” Phil replied easily, relieved to find the awkward atmosphere breaking already.

Phil was expecting one of the stereotypical first questions, ‘what’s your favourite colour?’ Or ‘where were you born?” Instead, Dan asked, “Do you like coffee?” and Phil couldn’t help the short bark of laughter that he let out at the strange question. “Yes, I love coffee,” he replied easily, he could feel his familiar confidence begin to refill his body now that the uncomfortable silence had been removed, “Why do you ask?” Dan shrugged, causing his loose shirt to fall off his shoulder slightly, Phil tried not to stare at the stretch of pale skin that was now revealed to him. He swallowed heavily, barely hearing Dan’s reply.

“We are in a coffee shop,” Dan spread his arms widely, narrowly missing a cup full of sugar packets. Phil was utterly mesmerized by everything Dan did, from the way he spoke with his hands, to his over the top facial expressions. “So, what’s your coffee order?” Dan leaned in slightly and Phil felt his breath hitch, those brown eyes were way too close to his own. He rattled off his regular coffee without thinking, vaguely aware of what he was saying but more focused on not staring at the plump lips only inches from his own. They were slightly chapped and ‘oh so’ pink, shoot he was staring.

Dan laughed airily, his dimples puncturing his soft cheeks and his eyes crinkling, “Earth to Phil,” he waved his hand in front of Phil’s face and suddenly Phil was back in the present, “I’m going to order us a coffee okay?” Dan was staring at him with bright brown eyes and Phil nodded in response. His breath left him in a heavy exhale as Dan finally moved away, “Wow I’m stuffed,” he breathed to himself.

The couple of minutes while Dan was gone gave Phil some time to think of questions to ask, and calm himself down. Although the newly found calm lasted about two seconds, as the second Dan returned with cups in his hand, Phil was back to his lack of breath. Dan was just so beautiful, inside and out, from his curly hair which flicked out of his eyes ever so slightly to his dry humour which didn’t quite match his soft looking face. “Here’s your coffee Mr Lester,” Dan teased as he passed the cup to Phil, their hands brushed and Phil felt sparks of warmth fill his body. Pull it together Phil, he chastised himself.

“So we don’t really know much about each other,” Phil mumbled, over the lid of his coffee cup. Dan’s eyebrows shot up and Phil had to force himself not to look at his lips as they curved over the coffee. At the surprised look Phil explained, “I know you a little bit, but we’ve barely spoken, I hardly know anything about you.” Dan lowered the coffee cup and shot Phil a bright smile, “You’re right, I only know that you’re a nerdy receptionist who’s good at taking photos.” Phil put his hand to his heart as though he’d been shot, mocking pain and disbelief, “How could you say such a thing?” Dan giggled softly, shoving him in the shoulder as he continued, “You’ve wounded me Dan! Wounded!”

“Shut up,” Dan laughed, covering Phil’s mouth with his hand. Phil giggled along with him as he pushed the hand away. “No but seriously, all I know about you is you’re a meme loving teacher.” Phil indicated to Dan’s phone where he knew the lock-screen was a doge meme, despite how old and out of date said meme was. Dan blushed in response, the red spot to the side of his dimple kept drawing Phil’s attention. It took all of his willpower not to lean forward and plant a gentle kiss on that spot. “Well,” Dan began and Phil took a sip of his coffee, eyes never leaving Dan, “I grew up in Reading, I have always wanted to be a teacher because I love kids and I am a major dog person.”

Phil nodded, unable to stop his brain from conjuring up the adorable image of Dan with a puppy, maybe a corgi. He mentally shook himself as Dan spoke again, “How about you?” Phil hadn’t thought this through, he was too distracted by Dan, in his defence Dan was a very distracting person, “Well, I wanted to be a photographer when I was little, and I moved here from Manchester after I finished university.” Dan nodded, he seemed to be deeply in thought, “Why didn’t you pursue photography?” he asked after a few beats of silence, “I-if you don’t mind me asking.”

“I couldn’t afford good quality equipment, I needed a job so I started working at the school,” Phil explained with a shrug, taking another sip of the coffee. Dan’s foot kept brushing along his as he swung his feet under the table and it was very distracting. “C-c-can you take a photo of us?” Dan was staring at the table as though it held all the answers to life, “I mean- I- only if you want to? But we could keep it as a memory? I don’t know sometimes I come up with stupid ideas just ignore m-” Phil cut Dan off by gently lifting his head up so that they were holding eye contact, his fingers tingled in every place they were touching Dan’s skin but he ignored it.

“Of course I’ll take a photo of us,” He smiled, Dan’s eyes were wide, his mouth hanging open slightly in a small ‘o’. Phil drew his hand away, pretending he didn’t notice the way Dan’s chin seemed to follow it, as though he wanted to lengthen the touch as much as Dan did. Phil pulled out his phone, hoping his face wasn’t as flushed as it felt. Although as he flipped the camera around to face him his cheeks were pink all over and his eyes were the brightest he had seen them in years.

He held up the phone, “Move in closer Dan,” he ushered Dan towards him, his skin burned where Dan’s arm was pressed up against his. Dan moved his face so that they were touching cheeks, “S-smile,” Phil stammered and he felt his brain ascend to heaven as Dan turned a bright smile to the camera. The camera clicked and he’d taken the photo, but neither of them moved. Well they moved slightly but not further away from each other. Dan was still sitting entirely too close to Phil, their cheeks brushing against each other.

However, since Phil could never have good luck in anything he did, Dan’s phone started to ring. He sent Phil an apologetic look as he answered the phone, “Why hello Beetroot!” Phil listened patiently as Dan spoke to, what sounded like a girl around their age. When he hung up he sighed, “I have to go sorry,” Dan apologized, he had moved ever so slightly back into Phil’s personal space, and Phil couldn’t have cared less. “That’s okay,” He said softly, eyes trained on Dan’s beautiful eyes, as per usual. “Thanks for coming.”

Dan smiled, it was a soft sort of smile, the type that curled up at the corners of his mouth ever so slightly and softened his eyes until they were practically melting Phil’s insides. “I had a great time,” Phil watched as he faltered slightly as though unsure of something before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to Phil’s cheek, “Let’s do this again sometime.” All Phil could do was nod dumbly, his face stuck in a goofy grin as Dan blushed and stood up to leave.

“S-see you at work!” Phil managed to stammer out, Dan beamed as he picked up his phone.

“Definitely.”

Next Part

[belladonnachaos]

Rant Update

It has taken me a while to come up with exactly what to say for me not posting any art or writing. There are reasons for that,

I was/had been in a writing/art block for quite a while

Anything I did came  out looking and sounding like shiet and I didn’t want to post that for you guys.

When school started I saw that I barely have time fore myself let alone writing and drawing the things I had wanted to draw. 

I had been trying to fix myself a goo schedule but knowing me I’ll break it in a couple of days (I’m still working on it).

I am a team of one person when it comes to my writing and sometimes my irl friendos help me out a bit. Other than that I have no one else to bounce ideas and help me edit.

Seeing people just glance at my stuff and not give it a second look hurts and it hurts more when people get noticed. I mean good for them but my brains LOVES to play that at me.

So these are the reason of why I haven’t been too active other than my reblogs and stupid dumb little rants.I don’t mean to be too rude stupid and whiny but being alone on this site sucks. I have so many ideas so many things to do, like more x readers and more x my name ones but no one to talk to about this who do that or write in these fandoms. Hell I wanna write for a certain favorite of mine but I’m super scared to do it and I wanna talk to the only other person who writes them but again I’m scared and we don’t even talk like that. 

Other huge factor is I get no feedback on my dumb trashy shiet either, even when I ask for feedback. It doesn’t help either and makes me feel like my stuff isn’t good enough at all for anyone which is why people don’t bother with it. Like for example on one of my old works people are just commenting  things like “please post more” “post more” “when are you going to post more” “hasn’t it been enough time already?” This last one made me so made like fuck you, how the fucking hell do you know I’m over my grandma’s death? I can’t even be over Daniel’s and I wasn’t close to him like that.

So yes I don’t if and when I will even post my art and writing, maybe my art soonish because of inktober while also my yearly Halloween fic as well as I may post update for my writing goal in November but actually stuff, I don’t know. Maybe until I get on winter break I will write as much as I can so I can have a huge backlog for my next semester. I don’t know and just please give me time and understand that its hard when it seems like no one cares about your stuff and you have no one around you to even talk and consider a friend. And if that;s not the case will I blame my stupid mind, hope I don’t hurt anyone. Most likely its the former.

[monarch-boo]

argh there’s some issue with my desktop computer that’s starting to scare me, i keep getting pfn_list_corrupts and there’s also some noise coming from my fan (at least i’m pretty sure it’s my fan) and i doubt that those two things are connected but the fact that they ARE both happening at the same time kind of freaks me out

i looked some things up and i’m going to try them once i get back onto there (i’m on the old laptop right now, writing this all down because i’m worried i’ll forget)

so first of all i’m going to wait until it cools off in the house because the heat just worries me even though i doubt it’s really an issue

then i’m going to give it a quick blast with compressed air again because it started to sound a little funny again despite blowing it yesterday and it sounding fine then, there are things that say that odd noise from the computer could also be a sign of hard drive failure which freaks me out BUT i really doubt that’s the issue, because even IF the sound went back to being weird after only a day, i feel like if it was really the hard drive then using the compressed air yesterday wouldn’t have made it sound normal. it MUST be the fan. if all else fails i’ll actually try and pop it open, i think this one is easy to open up the side, there’s probably more shit stuck in there than just compressed air can fix so if i have to i’ll open up the side and actually get really into the fan and stuff to be certain i get everything clean (should probably do this anyway even if the noise never seems to come back)

then i’m going to back up everything onto my external drive, e v e r y t h i n g, not only because of the possibility of the hard drive failing or something otherwise screwing up but also because one of my If All Else Fails plans is to factory reset

then i’m gonna try windows memory diagnostic and see what that does

i also notice when i was looking things up that it said that basically it could sometimes be caused by a conflict if you use multiple antiviruses (as in both try to access something at the same time and the computer doesn’t respond well, i guess), sssso i might try to stop using windows defender and just use my usual antivirus? i don’t know though, this may wind up being one of my last-ditch plans because i’m not so sure, i mean i full-scan my computer really frequently with both my antivirus and the malicious software removal tool (which isn’t in and of itself an antivirus plus i got it AFTER i started encountering pfn_list_corrupts often so that’s obviously not the cause) so...? i doubt it though because my entire family uses both that antivirus and windows defender at the same time and they never encountered this sort of thing

then i’m gonna see if i can check all of my drivers because it can be caused by an out-of-date driver too. HOWEVER, i think i know EXACTLY what the problem is, like the MOMENT i saw that drivers can cause it i thinki realized, the one thing i have that i know for a fact is not the latest version, and the one thing i have that i know for a fact nobody else in my family has used or even HAS on their computers and they almost NEVER encounter pfn_list_corrupts (i think i saw my dad get one like... once ever?): MY FUCKING TABLET DRIVER. like one time recently i literally got a pfn_list_corrupt basically immediately upon unplugging my tablet when i was done drawing, so i feel like that solidifies this being the case for me. i actually don’t really know what to do for this though, because remember when i had to reset this laptop here a few months ago and i was having issues trying out the latest driver so i had to find the older one? yeah. i’m seriously hoping that maybe it was just some sort of mistake on my part and that the latest driver actually DOES work fine... what i may try is i’m going to find and download that latest one again, uninstall my usual one completely (i mean i still have the installer so i can easily get it back again if need be), make sure it’s totally off there, then try installing the new one carefully and see if it still gives me trouble, if it does... well i’m not just gonna stop drawing digitally are you kidding me, i guess at that point i’d just have to get my usual tablet driver on there and just deal with it (and hope it doesn’t crash when i’m in the middle of something and corrupt what i was working on).

something i notice actually, i looked up my tablet and... i can’t seem to find mine. so it must be pretty outdated. hell i might actually look into investing in a newer tablet one day, hopefully i can do that soonish.

then tonight while i sleep i’m gonna just go and run my usual weekly or at least every-other-week housekeeping stuff too (disk cleanup and registry clean before i go lay down, deep scan with antivirus, maybe a full scan with malicious software removal tool too, defragment.) not all at once of course but i’m probably gonna be pretty restless tonight so just whenever i wake up throughout the night i’ll take a peek and see if one thing is done and then start up the next thing.

i hate the idea of doing this tbh because i’m not sure i can go that long without drawing digitally, BUT i might try just uninstalling my tablet driver altogether and just go about my usual business minus tablet stuff and see if i get the pfn_list_corrupt again. i guess if i really wanted to draw digitally that badly i could hop on this laptop, but i don’t know. sometimes the pfn_list_corrupt seems to go a while without happening, though i think usually only a couple weeks tops? though i feel like i might have to wait up to a month to be completely utterly sure.

so, IF ALL ELSE FAILS i’m backing up all of my stuff anyway so i may as well try to do a factory reset, then very slowly reinstall my programs. i’d have to decide what things are absolute highest priority for me, as few things as possible, and reinstall that and that only, then wait a few days to see if everything’s ok before i go and install the next highest priority thing. otherwise i’d never be able to pinpoint what exactly the problem is and i’d just wind up stuck in this situation all over again probably.