Sometimes self-care is, actually, NOT getting onto the computer and little treats and watching youtube videos. Sometimes those things are self-care, but sometimes they're also avoidant behaviors.
Sometimes self care is waking up and just. Fucking getting in the car. And driving to the bank. And the store. And buying the cat litter. And changing the cat boxes you've been avoiding because your brains been stuck in a hole. And picking up the trash you've been piling up. And getting a load into the wash. And mowing the lawn before the village council sends you a formal complaint and potential-fines warning.
Like its hard and annoying to do because it sucks. It sucks so much. But if I don't start working on this pile of bullshit I've let build up because it stinks and i was stuck in deer-in-headlights mode, I risk letting it turn into fuckery. I do not have the patience for fuckery that I once - foolishly! - thought I had.
Expanding and improving on some of my Signalis souls designs from earlier. I don’t even have an AU to go with them. They’re just a fun design exercise!
I have the rest of the Replikas sketched out, but their designs need a little work before I feel like taking them further.
I used the Plague Marine kit as a base, but cut away most of the blatant Nurgle iconography. The result is a heavily corrupted squad of Night Lords wearing ancient Mark 3 armour.