#weekend projects

[some1s-sista]

Erry Damn Time

Lowe’s Associate upon seeing me looking all perplexed: Is there something I can help you find?

Me: Yeah, my husband.

#adventures at Lowe’s #weekend projects

[incoming-wormhole]

the temptation to make stargate rings to go on my wheelchair wheels for Basingstoke is so high rn....

#honestly plotting how I could get cardboard to fit in it and stay there #will it even survive the journey there #not sg #well kinda #this is me in fact procrastinating a work project by thinking about next weekend #i am looking for tips

[beautyallaroundus25]

#masculine #weekend project

[atlas-of-galaxies]

heat abnormal

#years of drawing rectangular audio devices emitting unfortunate noises have prepared me for this .... #anyway. good fucking cover. i've been listening to it on repeat all weekend #project sekai #prsk fa #pjsekai #nightcord #kanade yoisaki #ena shinonome #mizuki akiyama #mafuyu asahina #atlas art

[girlboyburger]

they say there's a beast up in the mountains... have you seen it?

#CREDIT TO @JAEFOX IN THE CPM DISCORD SERVER FOR THE BASE!!!! #finished reskinning / lightly editing jae's fantastic model into fern in like. idunno. two hours? fun lil project on my weekend #the little wings are from the essentials mod. the big wings are part of the model. this was achieved with custom player models mod! #oc: fern #dragon #minecraft #custom player models #CPM mod #my art #furred dragon #fursona #gifs #im gonna make it so that ppl without the mod see its human form instead :3c

[heartorbit]

emukasa doodling

#cooldown from um checks watch 2 in the morning. :(. #project sekai #pjsk #prsk #emu otori #tsukasa tenma #emukasa #proseka #yaaaay #these look like they were drawn by 2 different people. as always #i FORGOT TO DO MY CHALLENGE LIVE YESTERDAAAAY. I WAS TOO SLEEPYYYYYY. #T_T. #this weekend is going to sawk goodbye my friends i must set off on my voyage(metaphor) (not going on a voyage)

[deep-space-lines]

I MADE MYSELF AN EARTHMOVER

The idea that earthmover plushie was something i could realistically maybe make was beamed into my brain on friday may 10th at exactly 11:23 PM and then proceeded to consume my entire weekend. i did not know if this would work but i did it. i made him. my weird lopsided dog Benjamin

(I'd be happy to write up the pattern/instructions if people are interested- I think it'd be pretty simple to recreate since he's like 90% rectangles- but be warned that I have never tried to draft a plushie pattern from scratch before and it's kinda janky as hell the way the legs are attached feels like one of those illegal lego techniques so you have to promise not to make fun of me ok)

#I am so happy rn #I will probably spend the next day enjoying the amount of shitposting potential I now hold in my hands #i was thinking about adding more details like sequins for the city lights but i felt like adding anything would just make him less cuddly : #and let me be clear . i am Cuddling This Beast #ultrakill #my art #earthmover #told myself i would take a break from art after that last post. instead i let another project fully consume me for a whole weekend. help

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

what is a battle but a dance of two warriors?

#ninja showdown #my immortal soul #first ninja x chase young #first ninja #rc9gn first ninja #chase young #rc9gn #xiaolin showdown #me: i cant draw people fighting ;( also me: THEN IM GONNA DRAW DEM IN DANCING POSES LOL #its my immortal soul weekend my dudes aka i have so many freaking wips of these two lol i gotta finish some of them ;( #also im almost 10k deep in the fic writing....i wish i could write faster....hhnnn #not to mention all the other projects im deep in *shifty eyes* literally juggling 5 atm lol

[fazedlight]

Irish (soft season 6 ficlet)

Kara knew something was wrong.

Not dangerous wrong. Lena’s heart rate was steady and calm, and there was no one else in the apartment with her. But as Kara flew above the few buildings left to her apartment, she could see how Lena was hunched over, see the stress and sadness in her body. And it made Kara’s heart ache.

Landing in the open window, Kara stepped inside, the small taps alerting Lena to her entrance. “Kara,” Lena said, trying to hide the distress on her face as she rose from the couch, grabbing at VHS tapes spread in front of the TV. “You’re home early.”

“They put out the fire before I got there,” Kara said softly. “The winds weren’t as bad as they thought.”

Lena nodded, hurriedly placing the pile of tapes into a familiar box. Kara had flown the box back to National City herself - one of the many artifacts carried over from Lena’s mother’s home, which Lena inherited at the age of 18. Lena had only gone once or twice as an adult, until the discovery of her magic made her curious to reconnect to what she could of her mother. “Are you okay?” Kara asked.

“I’m fine,” Lena said.

“Lena.” Kara stepped forward, kneeling on the rug, gently taking Lena’s busy hands into her own. “Lena, I’m here.”

Lena paused, leaving the remaining tapes next to the TV, taking a slow breath as she dropped back to sit on the floorboards instead. “I just didn’t expect to feel this way.”

“Feel what way?”

Lena stared down at the floor, not quite ready to look Kara in the eye. “I was so young. There’s so much I don’t remember.”

Kara took a seat in front of her, still holding Lena’s hands. She waited patiently - silent, and comforting, letting Lena take her time to think or talk as she wished.

“In one of the tapes,” Lena said, her voice a touch deeper than normal, “She sang an Irish lullaby. I haven’t heard it in decades. The melody slammed back into me.”

“I’m sure it was lovely,” Kara said.

“She spoke to me. In Irish. She spoke to me, and I didn’t understand what she was saying,” Lena said, frustrated. “And in the tape, I spoke back, and I didn’t understand what I was saying. It’s all gone.”

And that’s when Kara stiffened, a bolt of lightning running through her as she understood. It was different in her case, of course - she had once thought herself the last to speak a language, carrying a dead culture in her soul. Through sheer luck, she was able to get her father, her mother, her people back - but the feeling of being orphaned, she understood, if in a different way than Lena. “The Luthors don’t speak Irish,” Kara replied.

“Language attrition is common in children who stop speaking their first language before the age of 12,” Lena said softly, in a tone that made Kara realize that Lena must’ve read about this a dozen times before. “I didn’t know what I was losing until it was too late.”

“Lena,” Kara said, leaning forward to give the brunette a hug. “I’m so sorry.”

“I know it sounds so silly,” Lena said. “It’s not like I have much need to speak Irish.”

“That doesn’t mean you can’t mourn what you’ve lost,” Kara said, thinking back to a million conversations she’d had with Kelly about her own traumas, even if later they were reversed by fate. “You can still be sad about it.”

Lena sighed, melting into Kara’s arms, and Kara felt relieved. They sat, wrapped in each other’s embrace and breathing in the peace of the evening, Kara rubbing gently at Lena’s back until Lena was ready. “Well, I can put the rest of this away,” Lena said, pulling back, her voice steady for the first time that evening. “We can start cooking dinner.”

Kara nodded, watching as Lena gazed back - a bit mournful, a bit sad, but a certain lightness compared to before. “If it helps,” Kara said gently, with one last thought, “I can learn Irish with you? It may not be like before, but sometimes getting some of the pieces back can mean something.”

Lena looked at her for a moment, before smiling. “I’d like that.”

#I have been trying to draft this all weekend and it kept coming out awful and I kept deleting #and then this spilled out of me in about 20 minutes #definitely projecting here. I was bullied out of my first language. #anyway #is this hurt/comfort? I still don't quite know what that is #supercorp #supercorp fic #supercorp ficlet #mel writes ficlets

[foolishcrafting]

My finished hand-spun and hand knit, 100% Welsh wool sweater! 🕺🏼

#I wore it to the London Stitch festival on the weekend and felt very proud #new sewing projects have already commenced #my crafts #knitting #spinning

[astrum99]

Do you think bugs fall in love?

Their small bodies host even tinier brains. Built to crawl through soil and rocks bigger than itself. Running on a simple software bouncing between eat, sleep, fight, flight, and copulate.

V1 is smarter than a bug. It must be. It’s a war machine, so it must be. Its programming is complex enough to fry several motherboards; the internals are heated from constant, unrelenting processing needs. If it updates its optical data intake to any greater degree than these rough, messy polygons, it’d surely perish from the overwhelming information.

V1 is built to kill first, survive second. To be fair, survival would ensure more killing, so it’d be more effective. Moving through the battlefield, culling lives, drawing blood. Perfectly aligned with its programmed objectives, then.

Gabriel is smarter than a bug. He must be. He’s an angel, so he must be. He’s one of the best soldiers in the heavenly realm. Armour and swords glistened with pride and justice. He sees all. He judges all. His loyalty and perfect track record have earned him a high rank within the order. Leaving behind the creaturely "it". His light burns hot and bright within his constitution.

Gabriel is built as a messenger of the Father, then a judge of Hell. To be fair, the role of a judge was assigned to him by the council, so he supposes that his placement can be summed up as the bearer of the divine authority to bring right to all other creatures. Perfectly aligned, then.

Bugs… Well, they’re the same. I suppose. Small beings. Running pre-programmed orders derived from centuries of evolution: eat, sleep, fight, flight, and copulate. No role. No responsibilities.

Bugs are built naturally and fully, unlike humankind; but formed and ready to go within seconds from their births, like machines and angels.

So. Do they live?

When the machine and the angel escape their chains, do they see themselves in bugs?

Bugs are born to live, temporarily, fleetingly, yet live nonetheless. Do they, then, deserve to live, freeing and meaninglessly. No role. No responsibilities.

So. Do bugs love?

Do they learn that they can go beyond their basic structures? Do they see their own reflection in each other’s compound eyes? Do they recognize each other’s bodies, scents, heat? Do they feel the desire for closeness?

To flutter wings like a dance of waltz. To brush antennae like butterfly kisses. To greet and caress and lie next to each other near their death.

To move through the sky in battle, in passion. To clash swords and fists and bullets. To greet and caress and lie next to each other near their death.

The same cells in the same blood coursing beneath the same suit of exoskeletons.

Machine, angel, bug. Boiled down to the barest essence of existence; crisp simplicity.

To live, to love.

#(im thinking abt how angels have a default pronoun of it/its and went insane – they’re so bugs; like machine) #v1 ultrakill #ultrakill #gabv1el #gabriel ultrakill #az thoughts #also if this flops im flinging myself into the sun #is this any good; is it; is it <- desperate #im just really tired rn i think; its fine #wrote between lectures; thought abt queueing but whatever its fine #got like 4 group projects and a giant assignment and no free time during the last weekend i am fine i am fine i am fine #its fine for me to write Things instead of working on stuff this is destressing its fine #i need to be spun in a washing machine and left on a hanger to dry for approximately 12 hours and then ironed for way too long #<- going insane but in a bad way #someone pls take me out (date or murder; surprise me)

[blindmagdalena]

Homelander & Yulia "Empress" Bellam. art for my planned homelander x oc fic, The Hand You Wanna Hold is a Weapon. 🖤 ( art by Toyryla )

#i'm so nervous about posting this bc i'm super skittish when it comes to oc content but!!! look at them!!!!!!!!!!!!! #yulia is super special to me. fun fact: her powers are based on my real life experiences with phantom pain #anyways i have been wanting to write a fic about these two and i had a pretty major breakthrough on it this weekend #so it's gonna be my next major oc project once eat your ego wraps up #which realistically has about 3 chapters left #homelander x oc #canon x oc #homelander fanart #yulia bellam

[w1f1n1ghtm4r3]

DARKNESS FESTA 🖤

#project sekai #prsk art #project sekai fanart #prsk fa #mafuyu asahina #rui kamishiro #honami mochizuki #shizuku hinomori #akito shinonome #w1f1 draws #wanted to try collaging photos with a drawing after rewatching madoka magica with my friends over the weekend #and ive been wanting to draw the anni2 group anyway so...... fun place to combine the ideas

[skitskatdacat63]

+ bonus :)

Thank you for all the votes on the poll :D unfortunately however I decided to follow my own destiny </3 also sorry if I forgot to include anyone! Was mostly going off mutuals who voted/are Fernando fans and others who reblogged the poll :)

#id usually include process stuff here as i didnt wanna stuff up the main post #but ah i dont have too much bcs this was a quick weekend project #yayayyyyyy i love strict deadlines :D #god i am shocked how much i drew in such a short amnt of time #the bathing suit one and the chibis were all basically 'today' and the other one took a bit longer as i was getting my bearings #i sitll cant believe the shirtless one won the poll! #sry but its prob my least fav. to me its just ig too blatant??? #im sry this acct is not a democratic republic. i am an autocrat >:) i mean just look at my favs cmon #it was in fact interesting to see what people thought but i think even before i made that poll i already knew what i was gonna draw #i was just interested in seeing what other people thought! #formula 1 #f1 #fernando alonso #catie.art. #2024 miami gp

[heartorbit]

a mob of emus for an artstyle game on twt! ^_^

#project sekai #emu otori #the usernames are all their public twts so if you use that evil platform check out their art ^_^ #many of them are on here with the same users even.. be gone from my sight vile bird #the one on the bottom right is Mine but ive never had an artstyle in my life so it may not be obvious to the viewers. sorry. #pjsk #prsk #proseka #only my beautiful mutuals beautiful art can make me do LINEART #i was going to ask on here but realized i dont have mutuals bc this is a side blog. sniffle. hell on earth #I dont have much to scream in the tags. semester is almost over. Im sleepy. I designed emu a huge seord for an assignment #but the 3d model turned out Bad. it looks ok from the top but you turn it and see Problems. #its been a month or so since i modelled that and i have gotten better so i want to try again with no time crunch + pressure #its a fun looking sword. magical girl sword type shit #EVERY TIME I THINK ABOUT THE LITTLE PRINCE WXS STUFF I END UP AWAKE UNTIL 3AM BECAUse it GETS TO ME #WAAAAAAAAAUHGH. I HAVE CLASS IN 11 HOURS #GOODNIGHT. IT WILL BE AS IF ALL THE STARS WERE LAUGHING. #oh my god wait i did this this weekend bc i was like yaay i have a weekend without any assignments due #I just forgot abt one. Bc my email hasnt been working properly and didnt send me the reminder for it. i will spend my tuesdah drawing a gun

[chatlote]

shuake doodles ! featuring tactica trailer redraw

#shuake #goro akechi #ren amamiya #akeshu #persona 5 #persona 5 royal #my art #akira kurusu #i have so many projects going on with them at once i need to draw these in between to stay sane #might start posting the big comic this weekend? whos to say