#checkerboard/patchwork

[scrapdogblues]

yooooo

Hi Patch

"Lacuna?!" *Checkerboard turns around, its eyes wide. Currently, it's about halfway to her house, carrying a package on its back.* "Geez, ya scared the shit outta me! I guess you could just hear me comin' from a mile away huh?" *It smiles, still looking as sleep deprived as ever. And it has a really badly sewn cut on its face.*

#checkerboard/patchwork #lacuna!julie

[lacunajulie]

*Checkerboard stands against the wall near the door in lacunas house. For whatever reason, it was seriously easy to get in, maybe she needs a better home secuirty? But it taps its shoes on the ground lightly, waiting for her to get back.*

*It checks its watch every few minutes too, but that was just a nervous habit. And also so it can get used too its new appearnce, because for now....its human.*

(She seems little confused)

#welcome home au #welcome home puppet show #ask me anything #julie welcome home #lacuna!julie #welcome home julie #welcome home arg #ask blog #julie joyful #welcome home multiverse #wh multiverse #multiverse #checkerboard/patchwork #wh mv interaction

[themultiversemenaces]

"Heya champs, how's it going? Also whats with the body? It's mad crisp."

Oh hey Patchwork !

Sunny uses his right hand to waves at Patchwork, while his left hand is holding Inferno who is sleeping. Illusionist doesn’t seem to there at the moment.

Nothing too interesting has happened.

Oh the body, yeah that’s not important. Inferno had a rough day that’s all.

#wh multiverse #multiverse au #welcome home puppet show #welcome home au #wh au #ask #welcome home multiverse #sunny welcome home #inferno!sally #sally starlet #checkerboard/patchwork #wh mv interaction

[travellingcuriouscosmos]

before I give suggestions, what are your opinions on Eddies

“Eddies, hmmmm well they’re good workers always putting most effort into the things they’re do, friendly and have the tendency to overwork themselves..”

“well not of them are like that tho but most of them are, well at least the ones I have interacted with were.”

#multiverse #welcom home oc #welcome home #cosmosmayflower #checkerboard/patchwork #welcome home au #welcome home oc

[nemfrog]

Namao Airport, Edmonton. An air photo analysis of engineering soils. 1955.

Internet Archive

#aerial photography #patchwork #airport #edmonton #nemfrog #1955 #1950s #checkerboard

[vansfriend]

Vans Vault Old Skool VR3 PW LX

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[zepskies]

Checkerboard

Paring: Soldier Boy/Ben x Female Reader

Summary: You’re not a supe. You’re breakable. Soldier Boy sometimes forgets that.

AN: A more reformed Soldier Boy (AU post-season 3) has to come to terms with his strength.

Word Count: 1,000 Warnings: 18+ only for nudity. Also language and fluff.

“What the fuck is this?” he asks. 

You’re still half-asleep, because Ben had been absently stroking a thumb across your back. He sits up against the headboard of the bed you so often share, already drinking a cup of coffee. He looks damn-near domestic…

Until he actually looked down at the bruises peeking out at him from beneath the sheets. He sets down his mug and pushes the sheets down.

He then stares at the marks that litter your back, waist, hips, and ass. You shoot him an annoyed look at being bared so early in the morning.

“What’re you doing?” you ask.

He manhandles you just firmly enough to turn you over so he can see your face—out from where it had been buried in your pillow. Despite yourself, you greet his annoyingly handsome face. It's covered with neatly trimmed stubble, and with the back of your hand you touch his cheek in affection. He pushes it away.

“You got something to tell me?” he says, more of a demand than a question. “Answer me. What the fuck happened here?”

He gestures at a prominent dark-bluish mark on the inside of your thigh. You sigh and give him a patient look (and that is an effort in itself).  

“Nothing,” you reply. A cheeky smile starts to play at your lips, but Ben’s brows furrow in irritation. He knows you’re messing with him, and he doesn’t appreciate it.

“You work at a damn desk. Unless you’re getting nailed by the mail guy—”

“Get fucking serious, Ben.” You dismiss that with a roll of your eyes. He tilts his head at you. His mouth works, and his gaze becomes suspicious. But you notice an edge of worry behind his eyes.

Has someone hurt you? Threatened you?

It hasn’t been the first time the latter had happened. Even though Soldier Boy was officially pardoned and now works as a contracted ally with Supe Affairs, he still has plenty of hated enemies. It doesn’t help that you also work in the thick of it—running surveillance for the team.

So you decide to put him out of his misery.

“You really don’t remember?” you ask wryly.

At Ben’s raised brow, your lips quirk at the corner.

“You don’t remember two days ago? When you met me at my office for lunch, which consisted of you rudely sweeping all my hard work to the floor and ultimately breaking my new desk?”

Realization lights up Ben’s face, and his mouth edges into a smirk.

“We were breaking it in,” he corrects you.

Good times, he thinks, before another, less fun realization hits him: his hands are responsible for the patchwork quilt of bruises that litter your skin.

And he remembers, yet again, that he has the very real capacity to hurt you.

You notice how he takes pains to be gentle, slowly brushing the back of his hand across your thigh.

“It’s not the first time,” you remind him.

“It could be the last,” he reminds you. Your face doesn’t change.

You won’t take compound V. Not for him. Not for anyone.

But with shit like this, he wonders why you stay with him. 

“It’s good for you to remember your own strength,” you say, only half-teasing. He turns away from you.

Ben grumbles, “You wanna gamble with your fucking life, that’s up to you.”

You shake your head.

“Don’t do that.” You lean on his shoulder from behind and caress his back—smooth of any scars. You can’t help but prod at him again. “Real men don’t sulk.”   

He shoots you a look over his shoulder. You giggle at his green-eyed annoyance.

The truth is, you make it difficult for him not to care. Not to be a softer man. 

He fucking hates soft. 

But…just for you, he could do it. Just a little.

He closes his hand over yours, which rests on his chest. 

“Sorry,” he says. His voice is deep and holds the weight of his sincerity. That one word also encompasses how much progress his relationship with you has made.

Instead of answering, you kiss his shoulder, the back of his neck. He turns around and strokes your cheek, knowing from your eyes that you don’t hold anything against him. 

“You don’t have to treat me like a porcelain doll, but I don’t need to look like a checkerboard either,” you tease. 

Ben rolls his eyes and slides his arms under you, pulling your naked body onto his bare chest and making you squeal. You meet his eyes as his hand soothes down your back.

“How about this,” he says. “Come up with a safe word.”

You laugh. “We already have one.”

“That’s for other shit,” Ben says, grinning. “Let’s have one just for this. Whenever you wanna remind me to tone it down.”

His hands are careful when they grasp a non-aching portion of your hips. You look down on him fondly, and you consider his suggestion.

“Hmm…pineapples,” you decide. It’s the first obnoxious thing that comes to mind.

“No,” he says. “Veto.”

“What? You can’t veto. It’s my safe word.”

“I’m not gonna be balls deep inside you hearing pineapples in my ear.”

You shake your head at your boyfriend and frame his face with your hands, squeezing his head in exasperation.   

“Fine. How about…checkers,” you suggest. A teasing smile comes to your face, even if it pulls his lips into a frown. “So you remember we had this conversation.”

You can tell he doesn’t entirely like it, but he nods in agreement.

“Good. Now, care to join me for a bath?” you ask. Ben is reluctant; he knows you’re going to pour in a shit ton of frilly-smelling soap and bath salts that feel uncomfortable to sit on. But he’s open to the bath time shenanigans that usually ensue.

“I am still a bit sore,” you say, giving him an imploring look. He levels you with a knowing frown. Using his guilt against him is a dirty tactic, and you always employ it well to your advantage.

“Fine. But we’re using regular fucking soap,” he says. You smile and press a lingering kiss to his lips.

But you both know that the second his back is turned, you’re going to dump in your lavender-scented bath bubbles anyway.

AN: I found this basically sketched out in my files and decided to clean it up and put it out there! Let me know what you think. I know it's a much softer Soldier Boy than we're used to seeing. ;)

Read the Prequel:

If you liked this, check out the prequel series to this one-shot:

Series Masterlist: Break Me Down

Soldier Boy Masterlist

Main Masterlist

#soldier boy #the boys season 3 #the boys tv #the boys #the boys amazon #soldier boy x reader #soldier boy/ben x reader #soldier boy x you #soldier boy x female reader #zepskies #zepskies writes #reformed!soldier boy #the boys au #fluff

[tj-crochets]

I have a quilting question! That being, I’ve never quilted before but I have a gazillion squares of fabric (thrift store whoops, didn’t realize it was cut) and I need a new quilt. If I’m trying to do a basic “I want a warm blanket” quilt, would I just… sew a checkerboard of the squares together, then get batting and idk, a piece of matching size fabric for the back? I have a sewing machine but nothing specifically quilting I don’t think.

Hi! You've got the basics down, that pretty much is the bare bones of quilting and if you want to start with just that you absolutely can. There are some steps that can make the finished product a little less lumpy and/or a little more durable (ironing, basting, stuff like that) but off the top of my head I don't have specific resources to point you toward? Let me see if any of the quilt youtubers I watch have some videos on it okay this quilter doesn't seem to have a "never made any sort of quilt before" tutorial but once you've made one quilt I recommend Just Get It Done Quilts (or if you want to be particularly ambitious about your skills, before your first quilt? I found a lot of technique advice only made sense to me after I'd made my first quilt, but you might learn differently than I do). She has a lot of pattern videos and a lot of technique videos. This seems like a decent very detailed step-by-step guide to making a quilt from start to finish (I just glanced at it), but I will tell you one thing that most of the guides you will read will disagree with: If you are making a simple patchwork for your first quilt (aka a checkerboard of squares) and you aren't super picky about the exact finished size, you do not need to worry about the 1/4" seam allowance. You can ignore all of that and come back to figuring out how to do it later. For simple patchworks, it's just important that your seam allowance is consistent. So, if you're not super familiar with sewing but are using a machine, just line up the edges of the fabric with the edge of the foot on your sewing machine, and whatever that is will be fine (as long as the seam allowance is large enough to not unravel. It'd work for all the sewing machine feet I have, but I have not seen all the options) also tagging in @creations-by-chaosfay, who has been quilting a lot longer than I have. Do you have a good step-by-step starting guide to making your first quilt?

#ask away! #writerproblem193 #once you make your first quilt it makes a lot more sense #but it's difficult (for me at least) to find online resources for people who have never made quilts #all the resources I've found assume a base level of knowledge most people don't have before making their first quilt #(about like the names of parts of the quilt and the names of steps of quilt making. things like that)

[chantillyxlacey]

Following up on my previous post saying I wanted to do this: here are some squares I made/am in the process of working on for a patchwork blanket that I’m making as a graduation gift for my little sister!

The finished blanket will be 24 squares like these, roughly 8x8 inches each, alternating between solid-color and multicolor squares. There are six different types of squares: the ones in the picture are seed stitch (the teal/yellow stripes) and basket weave (the robins egg/teal and yellow/white) which is made by alternating front-post and back-post double crochets.

Image description: A photo of three crochet squares on a desk; one square is made of seed stitches and has varying-thickness stripes of yellow and dark teal; one is in a basket-weave pattern with the bottom half in robins egg blue and the top half in dark teal; the last is a half finished basket-weave pattern with large blocks of yellow and white alternating in a checkerboard pattern

#lacey crochets #lacey ​crochet wip

[444ajsworld]

McQueen 2004

In the opening scene, the girls entered—dancing for all they were worth on the arms of muscle-bound sailors and hunky hopefuls—dressed in fishtailed silver lamé, figure-hugging cha-cha dresses, and show-stopping gowns with spangled bodices and huge feathered skirts. Other competitors whirled on wearing pink corseted tulle tutus over gray ballet sweats; mint satin tap-suits; or a slinky confection of gray checkerboard chiffon. A Billie Holiday look-alike, dramatically vamping in pink charmeuse and ostrich, vied for attention as flashy bodysuited showgirls were energetically twirled aloft by their partners.

McQueen’s signatures—elaborately pieced tailoring (now beautifully softened with delicate inserts of lingerie) and body-hugging denims spliced onto nude tulle—also did star turns. The pace picked up even further in the elimination race, in which morphed-together fluorescent chiffons and sports pieces ran hell-for-leather (on impossibly high heels) in a hotly contested dash around the room.

There was even an opening for daywear. Blue-collar marathon survivors staggered out wearing plaid shirts, coats, and skirts made from quilts and recycled patchworks of shirting material, all crafted to the McQueen sex-bomb template. The show reached its climax as a lone exhausted dancer in a silver sequined gown mock-expired center stage. As she was carried off by the designer and his choreographer, thunderous applause rocked the hall.

-Sarah Mower

#nyc girl #new york #nycmodel #model #black fashion #black girl blogger #black girl magic #black girl aesthetic #black girl next door #black hearts club #high fashion #runway #fashion #alexander mcqueen #anna wintour #vogue #vogue magazine #vogue paris #vogue uk #us vogue #vogue italia #vintage nyc #vintage #bella hadid #lana del ray moodboard #lana del ray aesthetic #this is a girlblog #cinnamon girl #manic pixie dream girl #girlblogging

[embyrinitalics]

May I know more about Shadow Beast!Link?

Love your writing! 💙

Aieee you guys are too sweet 😊 It's a bit propitious that you asked about this one @mrmilktrayman14 because this one is a fill for a prompt you sent me LONG LONG AGO 😁

The premise isn't like super deep or anything but you know how in TP Barnes basically implies that humans can get turned into Shadow Beasts too? WELP

They made their way to the mirror chamber—breathless, windburned and sunburned, glistening with sweat—where the rest of Link’s entourage was waiting, guarding a crack between worlds, leaking darkness. They scrambled to react to her presence, picking themselves up off of walls and beneath cool sails of shade, only to lower themselves at her feet again with their fist pressed to their chest. She didn’t miss the way their shaking limbs betrayed weakness, how their grim expressions said much more than she was liable to ever coax out of them. How haunted their eyes were. At their backs, amidst the dross and twilight seeping out of the rift, a mangled figure was hunched between light and shadow. She swallowed tightness. “Is that the General?” More than one of them licked dry lips, not quite able to meet her eyes. Not quite able to formulate an adequate answer. His lieutenant offered, quietly, “What’s left of him.” She nodded, moving forward with all the solidity she could muster. Making herself a bastion, a queen. A light in the darkness. Praying they wouldn’t see the fear lurking behind her eyes as they parted for her. She crossed the sandstone to the fringe of the twilight, standing in the ghostly checkerboard patterns where light and shadow tried in vain to coexist—or perhaps vied for dominance. It was a quiet, irreverent imitation of the man in front of her, lurking in the thick of the veil. A patchwork of incandescence and darkness. One arm was far too long, sheathed in black and dragging. His back was curved and his legs bent, what was left of skin and cloth stained with smears of ink. Where his face should have been—unassuming, mischievous, perfect—a growth had formed, geometric and uneven, all sharp ends and tendrils and curved like goat’s horn. Part of his mouth was left, half his nose. An eye. He turned it on her. “General,” she said quietly, and then, softer, letting slip protocols and pretenses in that shielded place where not even the sun itself could see much of them, “Link.” Half-fused lips parted, but there was no answer. Perhaps because he was mindless; perhaps because he was voiceless. Perhaps because there were no words in moments like these.

SO YEAH IT'S STILL A MESS AND I STILL HAVEN'T FOUND THE RIGHT TONE FOR THE INTERACTIONS AND I'M NOT SURE WHAT I WANT TO WEAVE FOR THE ENDING AND I'M ALSO NOT SURE WHY I'M STILL YELLING OK BYEEEE

#Legend of Zelda #Twilight Princess #Shadow Beast!Link #fanfic #snippet #whump #asks #ghostgirl19posts #mrmilktrayman14 #thanks for the ask! #long post #WIP tag game

[scrapdogblues]

“Patches, I’m planning on having a picnic during some time this month. I plan on inviting you, Lacuna and hopefully some others too. Also if you want to bring anyone, like I don’t know maybe like Lovebug and Valentine you’re more than welcome to do so.” *they fidget with their hands for a bit before continuing on.*

“I’m actually somewhat interested in meeting them eventually, so I hope that I’ll see them there, would love to see them in person.”

"A picnic? That sounds pretty damn good, can't even lie. And the fact that lacuna's gonna be there honestly makes it even better, in my honest opinion!" *It gives cosmos a smile, it's tail wagging.* "I can totally bring asmodeus an' lovebug too, i mean, i think their schedule is cleared for the time being? Can always check though. Anyways, you gotta time in mind for said picnic? Or like a dress code?"

#cosmos!mayflower #checkerboard/patchwork

[pagesofkenna]

Palm Springs as seen in Trials of Apollo: Burning Maze because this is where I live and I spent too much time over-analyzing where Rick placed the characters!

to be clear, I'm being a bit overly literal with my reading. Palm Springs isn't a metropolis, so people in the surrounding area don't say they're 'from Palm Springs' the way people 30 minutes outside Seattle might say they're 'from Seattle' (though I will use both Palm Springs and the city Coachella as a reference point when telling people where I live). when I say I'm from here I mean I'm from the Coachella Valley; Palm Springs sits roughly at one end of the valley, and I live about halfway down to the other end

but both Meg and Apollo refer to themselves as being 'in Palm Springs' when they talk about Aeithales, and since Meg presumably knows the area, and Apollo also talks about Coachella [Festival] in this book, I'm going to assume they know where they actually are, and that they must be in Palm Springs (or nearby unincorporated land)

OK so with all that out of the way: when they first show up, Apollo mentions the 'San Jacinto wilderness' to the west. I didn't remember this until I looked it up but San Jacinto is the Spanish name for Saint Hyacinth, which, brb crying

Apollo also mentions seeing a patchwork of golf courses below, which is what the valley is known for... but those are mostly in Palm Desert, which is about 15 miles southeast of Palm Springs. this is where my placement of things gets confused, because in my brain this should put them south of Palm Springs, not west—in fact, the San Jacinto wilderness area is more southwest of Palm Springs than straight west. however, if they're high enough in the hills along the southern side of Palm Springs, they'd still have a view of the golf courses in the east with a wilderness to their backs, so this still tracks for me (putting Aeithales above the Tahquitz Canyon area)

(Also, just for a fun local history lesson: a part of this area of the valley is broken into a checkerboard of 1 sq mile plots owned by the state vs plots owned by the Aqua Caliento Band of Cahuilla Indians. idk Meg's father's ancestory, so I'm not sure if he would have built Aeithales on Cahuilla land or not, but I'm going to assume not for now. this helps me narrow down where it might be!)

that's just from the introduction, though. much later in the book (p329 in my copy) Apollo mentions the winds shifting, 'filling the Morongo Valley with wildfire smoke' at which point I got real confused, because Morongo Valley is to the north, also about 15 miles (it's the area that connects the Coachella Valley through the northern mountains to Joshua Tree, another secluded desert town people like to escape to). based on previous estimate, they should be able to see that area, I'm just not sure why Rick chose to mention it; they shouldn't be driving that way at all. unless he meant Moreno Valley, which was mentioned earlier (they drove 'by' it to get to LA), or the Morongo reservation, which is usually just referred to as 'the pass' (between the mountains, into the Coachella Valley from the west; Apollo mentions going through the pass, in those terms, at one point). I think it makes the most sense that Rick meant the pass

I was also confused about where the ever-present wildfires are. from Aeithales, Apollo mentions a glow on the western horizon, but while driving 'by' Moreno Valley he mentions smoke to the north (I keep putting single quotes around 'by' because, depending on where the fires are, it might make just as much sense to go 'through' Moreno Valley) it's probable that the forests on top of both mountain ranges are on fire, given the situation, but the fact that they're able to get through the pass multiple times under these conditions?? nightmareish

final fun facts about driving times, since they drive so much in this book! depending on when you leave, driving from Palm Springs to Malibu takes around 3 hours, and Malibu to Santa Barbara is another hour and a half. thats a lot of driving while the mountains are all on fire! I wonder how expensive their refueling stops were!

anyway, I'm hazarding a guess that Aeithales is within one of these two red circle areas:

there's a couple hiking trails in both those areas, but they're otherwise unbuilt IRL. I'd be delighted to know where Rick intended for Aeithales to be when he did research for this book!

#percy jackson #trials of apollo #also this book has been out for long enough that i'm sure someone has already figured out the placement #its was delightful to read this book and have all these place names I'm familiar with casually thrown in though! #except for the huge chunk of time I spent assuming they were in the hills above Rancho Mirage #and rick was just referring to the whole valley as Palm Springs which made me so confused and frustrated lol #like......... i am personally so completely over palm springs as a concept #and the way out of towners say palm springs when they mean the valley in general #someone go back in time and tell meg's dad to build his natural oasis closer to the southern side of the valley #its like FILLED with farmland its a much better place for a mansion dedicated to natural life #...as long as the wind isnt blowing in off the salton sea that is...

[thora-jane]

Hey Thora! I need some help😭 😭

So I was crocheting this checkerboard/patchwork blanket for my sister and I thought wool would be a great idea, but uhm it's kinda wayyy itchy, and there is a way when you hand wash it to use a little leave-in conditioner to soften the fibers(?). But I was wondering if you knew anything about that, or had any other ideas??

Cause I've already crocheted an entire row of squares plus three on the second row. (I thought a nice throw blanket would be good at the time-) I'm thinking of fixing it into like a tote bag maybe? And then a bunch of pot holders to go with it? I don't know help please

Ok I know that this was from forever ago but at this point I'm just responding to try and show you that I haven't forgotten you:

You could:

-make it a ~decorative~ blanket or hanging tapestry type thing if it's a fancy or colorful pattern

-make it into a bag

-make potholders

-if it's a heavier blanket you could finish it but have it be a blanket used with other blankets in layers?

Whatever you do, I know it will be great. Also I've missed you and I love you and I'm so sorry responding has taken this long.

#Bby beloved #thora’s trying her best #<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3 #thora's back

[neverrcry]

skunk's statistics.

statistics.

name. skunk thompson nickname/alias. skunkerton, skunky age. 22 date of birth. september 18th gender. trans-man pronouns. he/him/his orientation. bisexual race/ethnicity. white height. 5'4 hair. shaggy bleach blonde mullet (lightly yellow, not toned properly). two black streaks framing the side of his face, as well as a chunk near the nape of his neck. like a peek-aboo situation eyes. green piercings. both eyebrows, lip, septum, both nostrils, small gauges in his ears tattoos. patchwork sleeves, all stick and poke and doodles than anything else. covering his arms and legs. parents. andrea eikstrom and leonard thompson siblings. jonathan thompson pets. an opossum named tofu occupation. employee at a local cd/record shop. drummer for the band bathtub cigarettes hometown. naperville, illinois current residence. chicago, illinois likes. cheap beer, menthol cigarettes, pizza, candy, animals dislikes. bigots, cops, obeying the rules hobbies. crafting, skate boarding positive traits. charismatic, funny, kind neutral traits. selfless, unorganized negative traits. dishonest (about true emotions), petty alignment. chaotic neutral neurodivergencies & disorders. autism, generalized anxiety, depression ptsd personality. skunk is very outgoing and friendly. the kind of person that would give his shirt off his back. he loves making people laugh and smile.

biography.

skunk was always a loud kid, teachers labeled him a ‘class clown’, and making friends was easy for you. he grew up poor, accustomed to stealing food from grocery stores at a young age to feed himself and his family. music was always an interest, constantly listening to illegally burned cd’s from his older brother. that’s where skunk's love of music began. he began to tap along to the music as he listened, quickly memorizing drum beats to his favorite songs. music is what got him through life, fixating on punk music, agreeing with the core messages of the music. his sophomore year of high school he came out, renaming yourself skunk, finally feeling comfortable in his own skin. skunk's parents weren’t accepting, the only person in his family who really sympathized with him was his brother. skunk found a group of friends, his new family, members of a folk-punk band that they all formed and named bathtub cigarettes. skunk barely passes high school, the only thing saving his gpa was his involvement in high school concert band as a percussionist. after graduation, bathtub cigarettes friends pooled money they had been saving together to purchase a run down house on the south side. the group began community college together, but quickly skunk realized that it wasn’t for him (as well as the rest of the band). all six of them dropped out, committing to bathtub cigarettes fully. they began hosting shows in their basement, as well as opening up the basement for other local bands to perform.

bathtub cigarettes.

earl - lead vocals. earl is twenty-two years old, non-binary trans-masc, uses they/them/theirs pronouns, and is loudly and proudly queer. when they aren't singing for the band, they are working as a bartender for a small dive bar right down the street from the bathtub cigarettes house. they rock a buzz cut that is dyed in a red and black checkerboard pattern. their favorite things ?? grape flavored candies, modello, roller skating, and black and milds ( specifically wood tip wine flavored ones ). earl can seem stand offish at first due to their protectiveness of their friends. to earl, the band is their family. once you get to know them, they will begin to open up, and show you how much of a goofball they can really be. earl met skunk for the first time in high school, specifically during their freshman year math class. they've been inseparable since. mikey - guitar. mikey is twenty-one years old, a cis-man that uses he/him/his pronouns, and is so unapologetically queer. when he's not rocking out on the guitar, you can find him making lattes at a coffee shop downtown. his hair is long and dyed black, the strands that frame his face have been dyed bright purple. his favorite things ?? malboro 100's, bush apple, fireball, cats, and skateboarding. mikey is incredibly scatter brained, bubbly, and goofy. he can be really unreliable at times and has been banned from making any group plans for the band ( due to him often forgetting he made the plans in the first place ). mikey met earl his junior year of high school and they have been best friends ( and partners ) ever since. earl keeps mikey on track, trying to steer their partner in the right direction. the two have been dating for five years now. mikey is always late to band practice even though he lives in the house that they practice in. karp - bass. karp is twenty-two years old, a trans-woman, and uses she/her/hers pronouns. karp is a lesbian and will not be afraid to tell you that, often making jokes about her shortly trimmed fingernails. when she's not playing bass for the band, she works as an apprentice at a local tattoo shop. yes, she is responsible for most of the bands tattoos. her hair is styled into a shaggy and choppy mullet that has been dyed lime green. her favorite things ?? menthol cigarettes, steel reserves, pop punk, roller skating, and animals. karp is incredibly kind an thoughtful, she would give her shirt off her back if she needed to. she met skunk in high school, specifically in concert band. she played percussion with skunk, and they hit it off right away. karp is the creator of the name 'bathtub cigarettes', drawing inspiration from late nights in her childhood trailer home, smoking cigarettes that they had stolen from their father with skunk in the bathtub. martin - banjo/backup vocals. martin is twenty three years old, non-binary trans-femme, and uses they/she/he pronouns. martin is bisexual with no preferences. his hair is styled into a mohawk that is dyed navy blue. when they aren't performing with the band, they work as a freelance artist, spending most of their time spray painting the sides of buildings with skunk. their favorite things ?? malboro reds shorts, montucky cold snacks, 80's grunge/punk music, and roller derby. martin has a very warm and caring heart, she is almost like a parental figure to the band. she loves to crack jokes and make others laugh. martin met karp in an after school board game club and was quickly introduced to the rest of the group. everyone quickly took them under their wing, seeing how perfectly they fit with everyone else.

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[thefrugalcouponlady]

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