#riveting tales

[katiknitt]

[cubixfails]

Riveting Tales - Do or Dye

Riveting Tales is a webcomic series from Kati Knitt: @katiknitt / https://www.katiknitt.com/

Video editing and Voice Acting - Robyn McConnell @cubixfails Audio engineer & all SFX - LoftySofty

Riveting Tales comics

[hartlesshart]

2/14

how we got here -> Page 1 the tale continueth -> Page 3

[morethanmeetstheass]

before any of you ask yes i am gonna finish kwz i have a whole life sob story thats been holding me back but life is good brain is sane fingers are ready to type

[llycaons]

some more goro backstory...god this is even sadder if possible. miyazaki was 26 when goro was born, he drew doodles of them when goro was little, and goro's first word was daddy 🥺

but as he became more successful, he lost time for his family...

also goro was interested in animation since high school but he didn't want to be overshadowed by his father wherever he went so he got a consulting job with construction

[haliaiii]

divorced indicates that you and lotus were married before…..when was that and what was the cause for the separation??🤨🤨

Being married to a bsd fan and genshin player was too much for me, I couldn't take it anymore 😔 everyday became a struggle, I knew we were meant to part. Which is why I decided to take our child and leave 💔/lh

[bocchi-the-rocks]

alltherowbots-> bocchi-the-rocks!

[lightgaswaterelectricityrent]

my mom has never been to europe and I know she would like to go and especially maybe get to see some grand tour cycling but then she tells me things like "it's a good thing we only had to go one stop on the DFW terminal train because it was so hot" and I'm like....maybe you'll never make it over there. maybe it's not for you

[janethepegasus]

(Based on @randomeanonjustwatching ‘s art of my MC)

Jane couldn’t help just listen to one of Lucifer’s drunken rambles about that one time he played a prank on Gabriel.

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“Y-You should’ve seen the look on his face…!” He said, “He was soooo surprised…!”

Jane giggles, “Oh, oh really?”

He nods, “H-He…he was like…” In a drunken state, he tries to make a shocked expression on his face, but it looks a bit exaggerated than he was probably intending to. She just snorts at his attempt.

Then he said, in an attempt to impersonate Gabriel, “Duuuuude, whaaaaat…?!” Jane just bursts out laughing, “How…wha…?! You…?! Of all people…?!” He waves around his arms, now he looks like he’s about to burst out laughing too.

[abalathia]

geranium ; a flower of folly .. for a time my muse was foolish or acted foolishly.

The gash wept crimson, staining the cotton cloth pressed against Florence's eye. Her mother's voice cracked with panic as her two brothers stood with their backs against the wall. "Gods, what were you thinking? Were you even thinking at all?" Florence's vision blurred, her head pounding and flesh ablaze, but she could tell from the tiny sniffles and shuffling of little feet that her brothers struggled to find the words to reply.

"It's not their fault. It was my idea to play in the fields." She was the eldest by two namedays and plagued with a protective instinct, eager to spare the boys her mother's wrath. Besides, she spoke the truth.

The boys had pleaded incessantly for a game of hide and seek, and though she had no desire to spend the afternoon entertaining them, she proclaimed she'd relent under one condition: a change of scenery. They'd played countless rounds around their home, stowing under the cabinets or sliding on their bellies beneath their beds. Obscure hiding spots were few and far between, and if Florence were to oblige, she wanted a fair shot at winning.

The neighbor's fields were vast, at least to the standards of children. The overgrown grass, the copses of mangled trees and bushes, the derelict stables: she'd have been pressed to dream of a better prospect for their game. It would have been perfect had she considered the grazing livestock or knew anything of calving seasons.

As she ran through a patch of towering weeds, Florence had been oblivious to the napping whelp and its protective mother grazing nearby. The aldgoat charged at her for encroaching on its territory, and in her attempt to flee, she lost her footing. She hadn't noticed the jagged rocks jutting from the soil, and were it not for the blood pooling in her eye, she may not have paid any mind to the tenderness blooming across her brow and cheek. Adrenaline gripped her by the throat, shock numbing the pain.

Her brothers witnessed the accident and began to scream, squeamish at the sight of their sister's bloody wound and too young to conjure a response more helpful than fear. Their neighbor, tending to his crops a stone's throw away, heard the young children's wails and ran to their aid.

The farmer's harsh words paled in comparison to her mother's ire, but the children took their scolding on the chin, accepting the consequences of their trespassing. Florence was given her brothers' shares of the chores and grounded to their humble homestead until summer's end, and the boys were tasked with helping the farmer around the fields.

Perhaps in another life, the incident would have had a more lasting impression on Florence, and a lesson would have been learned. But a coeurl cannot change its spots, and Florence only learned to better assess her surroundings - and weave a more interesting tale of how her scar came to be.

[emmashouldbewriting]

Chaos in the village as planned power outages next week are causing confusion. Some have a Monday power cut, some have Thursday, and some have both Monday AND Thursday.

Adulthood is fun.

We're team Thursday, if anyone was wondering.

[katiknitt]

[cubixfails]

Riveting Tales - Life at a Service Hotline

The first of many Riveting Tales! A webcomic series from Kati Knitt: @katiknitt / https://www.katiknitt.com/

Video editing and Voice Acting - Robyn McConnell @cubixfails Music composing & Audio director - LoftySofty

Riveting Tales comics

[aviatrix-ash]

Cool sky grandpa gave me some awesome advice on fighting for working rights as well as some pre and post WW2 aircraft maintenance reading material. The 2 little guys there are ratcheting low profile screwdrivers, I think he said they're from the 1950s! Funny how they're everywhere on Amazon nowdays being marketed as some new idea 😆 difference between the new ones is these will last another half century of constant use, the new ones have plastic gears that'll wear out in no time.

What's also really cool to me is I had acquired one partial volume of the Aviation Mechanics Simplified book a little while back. It was fantastic, it explains technical stuff in a non-technical way, helped me understand some stuff better I was a little fuzzy on. Wanted to find the other volumes of this book, but it was published in 1943! Only 2 listing on eBay existed and all of them way too expensive for me. Ol Gary saw I had one copy last week and we got to talking about it, then today he gave me his complete copy that he learned from 80 something years ago 🥺💕

[rrtfs-official-blog]

Just a silly update since I’ve got nothing going on at the moment. Apart from writing “In The Lambent Lamps Of Phantoms”, which is going very well actually! But in the meantime while I work on that, have a silly drawing! I’ve oddly enough had Montgomery on the brain, but I don’t think there’s ever a time where Old Rivets isn’t at the back of my mind somewhere. This time though, I wanted to try and take a crack at drawing him as a GG1, and not that goofy humanized version which exists for nothing but silly spin-offs, and the fact I love designing characters even if I don’t end up doing much with them. But here you are! Just a silly dad joke from an engine who’s probably fit to be someone’s dad! I don’t know if I’ll ever outline or color it, so have the sketch just in case I don’t!

Version without text under the cut!

[hyenabrainedpup]

Noo my dad ate all the choc chip shortbread biscuits i bought I'm going to commit a crime