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onigiri-skullz · 21 days
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mwehehehe :3c
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kandi-catnip · 2 months
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Some of my favorite Kandi pieces I've made recently, plus some silly charms
That slinky cuff took so long to make aah
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loz-the-noob · 11 months
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sunny pupper :3
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doodlboy · 4 months
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Bone bracelet ✨️
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weheartstims · 6 months
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A stimboard with stims my friends picked out for my birthday!
💗|🫶|💗 🫶|💗|🫶 💗|🫶|💗
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kandiii-cola · 5 months
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first panel of my kandi purse is done...
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manriah · 5 months
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Art vs Artist 2023
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annlarimer · 1 year
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Kandi bracelet. I took the pic before I tied it so you can see the bone stitch better. The skelly bead is from Beanie Baby times, when I'd forget and go into the gift shop on Tuesdays and be stuck in an endless line with men in ties and women in heels there to pick up the newly released Rabies the Bat* "for their kids." There was a whole range of these dorky printed beads for people to make inexpensive charm bracelets, mainly stuff like pet paw prints and I LOVE GRANDMA.
Bone stitch is really easy to learn. People also like to leave one end off and make chains of dongs. If you can find a packet of green and a packet of peach, make yourself a Kirk/Spock necklace. I can't believe I just said that with my outside of my head voice.
*I may have the name wrong.
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transgenderdragons · 1 year
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Ive participated in the divine act of creation again see below
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in order: pearly bead tooth bracelet, metal bead circuit board bracelet, and beaded skeleton/keys choker! all photographed on my sketchbook which i may or may not occasionally use for swatching
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samthemothgoblin · 1 year
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Made a bone chocker, was fun ngl
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onigiri-skullz · 1 month
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made kandi stars and a bone :3
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kandi-catnip · 2 months
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I was stalking looking through my friends blog, and well- I got a bit inspired by two of their Error designs so :3
@kawaii-lavender (I'll untag you if you want silly) The characters and uwuverse belong to her, uuuh, if you like undertale AUs and stuff, check him out!!
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bvnny-g0re · 2 years
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i also have this - i don't like the proportions but i do like how everything else turned out
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solahifuefos · 2 months
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turned and carved my own needle out of a wooden dowel on my drill press
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just so i can make kandi cuffs easier
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aquilacalvitium · 7 months
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I love anthropology and I love doing things that humans have been doing since we lived in dirt huts and caves.
That means I love berry picking, standing in the rain, sitting around a fire, talking about nothing, telling stories etc.
But I also make kandi and I made the following realisation recently: Humans have always been making jewellery. From small bones to clay pottery to metal to jewels and whatever else has been used.
If I sat down with an early hominine and started stringing my brightly coloured plastic beads together, they would know exactly what I was doing and possibly even join in. They'd probably be really interested by the many many colours in different saturations and shapes and they'd make their own jewellery with them. No words needed. We would both immediately get it.
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gaysindistress · 1 year
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Sad Girl - eight
summary: James has an interesting new business proposal and one hell of a condition to deal with.
pairing: Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader
warnings: cursing, guns, violence (it is a mob au after all), Bucky’s smartass, kissing, talks of being held at gunpoint, fluff??????
word count: 1.4k
part 7 | series masterlist
taglist: @missvelvetsstuff @angelsincident @spencerreidisagorgman @ goldensunflowe-r @i-have-no-life-charlie @esposadomd @reader-without-a-story @unaxv @iateall-yourcookies  littlelizardlizzie  @alana4610 @kandis-mom
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disclaimer: credits to original creator/poster of image/gif. found on google/Pinterest
True to his word, James is back by Saturday albeit at 12:01 am Saturday morning after getting the call from Steve about what had happened at Stark Towers. He had ended his late meeting with some senator he couldn’t be bothered to remember and got on a plane back to New York. Steve did warn him that she had fainted but was otherwise physically fine according to Dr.Banner. Mentally was an entirely different issue and she wasn’t being the best patient. Natasha had been the first one to check on her when they made it back to his house. They’d agreed that she might want to see a friendlier face and to let him calm down before he launched a full-scale attack on John.  
“Hey, how are ya?” Natasha says quietly, hardly opening her bedroom door and slipping in. 
Doll had been bundled in every blanket she can find in her massive bed, blocking out any attempt by Dr. Banner to talk to her. Being a therapist, she knew all of the techniques he was trying to use to get her to speak. She knew that she should be talking about what happened but the human part of her wanted to hide until the memory disappeared. 
A muffled hey came from the pile of blankets and Natasha took a seat on the bed next to her.
“Steve told us what happened. You should’ve seen Buck when he heard what happened. I’m surprised he didn’t destroy the hotel room.”
“It’s not a big deal,” she tries to convince Nat, pushing away all of the blankets and turning over on her back to look at her. 
“Being held at gunpoint is a big deal.”
“I wasn’t held at gunpoint.”
“Then what do you call being cornered with a gun pointed at you and not being allowed to leave?” “Touché.”
Natasha pushes some of Doll’s hair away from her forehead and behind her ear, “He was really worried about you. He wouldn’t stop pacing or checking his phone the whole plane ride.”
She nods her head to the redhead’s words, closing her eyes. 
“He does care about you even if he is an asshole most of the time.”
The two women sit in silence for a few moments when a knock comes at the door. Natasha flashes her a quick smile and goes to open the door while Doll rolls over so she doesn’t have to face the man at the door. Quick pleasantries are exchanged and heavy footsteps thud her way, stopping at the edge of the bed. 
“Can I sit?”
She shuffles over to make room for James to sit next to her hip and feels the bed dip under his weight seconds later. He lays his hand on her hip, applying pressure to get her to turn and face him but she stays put. 
“Bruce said you gave him a hell of a time,” he starts, trying to keep the conversation light and his feelings under control. 
“When have I ever given anyone an easy time?”
His thumb begins to rub circles on her hip bone throw the layers of blankets, “You’re right there, Doll.”
“You didn’t have to come back early. Steve had it handled.”
His thumb stills for a second but instead, he fully pushes her hip so she’s laying on her back and facing him. 
“I know but I came back to make sure you’re okay.”
“I’m fine,” she shakily pushes herself up to sit up against the headboard. 
“Doll, don’t lie to me.”
“I’m not,” the quiver in her voice is not lost on him as he watches her face. 
“Doll,” he warns, voice low as if to not scare her, “how are you really?”
Tears begin to fall and she drops her head into her hands, “I’m terrified. He broke into the tower and was in my office and nobody even noticed.”
He takes her hands in his and tugs at her to bring her closer to him. There is no energy left in her to fight so she lets him pull her into him, throwing her arms around him and nearly pushing him over from the force. 
“It won’t happen again. I promise.”
“How? I’m not even safe in my father’s building with your men around. How am I supposed to feel safe?”
“We’ll figure it out. Steve and I will work something out to keep you safe,” he whispers into her hair, hands rubbing her back and cupping the back of her head. She doesn’t respond, crying into his chest so hard her body shakes in his hands.
He closes his eyes, cursing himself for not taking care of John when he had the chance and for letting any harm come to her. Her only condition is that no harm comes to her and before they’re married, he’s already failed at his job. It took everything in him to not have Steve kill John and now he’s questioning how good of a man he really is and if God would condemn him for ripping John apart limb by limb. 
After a few minutes, her body stops shaking and her breathing is ragged for all of the wrong reasons. She draws herself away from him, still not looking up at him. His fingers find her chin and tilt her head up so he can see her face even if it is wet from crying. 
“I’m sorry you’re scared and I will do whatever I can so you stay safe.”
She wipes the tears away the best she can with her fingers and he can finally see the red barrel mark on her neck. He drifts his fingers down to graze over it and she grabs it to stop him, replacing it on her cheek. His thumb wipes away what tears are left while she leans into his touch and kisses his palm. James knew that she was beautiful, seeing it every time he looked at her but at this moment he realizes just how stunning she really is, her face full of emotion and vulnerability. There is no hiding at this moment and he is able to see her, the enigma of a woman he is about to marry. 
“You’re beautiful, you know that?’ the words slip past his lips before he has the time to stop them. 
“You’re not too bad yourself,” a sad smile tugs at her lips.
He goes to drop his hand but she catches it and cradles it against her face with her own. Sensing that she needs him close to feel safe, he slips his hand into her hair and guides her back to his body. All inhibitions leave her mind when she grabs ahold of his face and pulls him into a kiss. Her salty lips slide against his slowly, mouths parting to deepen the kiss. It’s unhurried this time with no jealousy or anger trying to be conveyed. This kiss is about safety and promises. Their lips move over each other, exploring and tasting everything they can but still, they aren’t close enough. She swings her leg over his lap, straddling and continuing to kiss him. The shift causes him to let out a soft moan and her hunger for him deepens as she lets her hands drop to his neck. Quiet moans leave both of their lips as they kiss, the other drinking in the sounds. 
She breaks away, eyes never leaving his as she looks down upon him and his puffy lips. He brushes some hair away from her face with a soft smile. The gesture of pure adoration makes her want to start crying again so instead she captures his lips again. She is giving herself to him and letting herself feel the comfort and warmth of his touch. In turn, he is also giving himself to her and taking whatever she is willing to give, basking in the light of her affection. 
He mummers against her lips, “Doll,” nudging her away slightly by her hips. 
“Let’s go to sleep, yeah?”
“Only if you stay.”
“Of course,” he places one last kiss on her lips before she gets off of him. She settles back into her pile of blankets while he takes off his shoes. 
“You’re not sleeping in a suit. Get down to your underwear, Bucky.”
“Oh I’m Bucky now?” he teases as he strips down to black boxers and lifts the covers to join her. They settle into each other, her head on his chest and his arm wrapped under her to hold her against him. Exhaustion is finally crashing over her and she fails to feel the cold metal of his necklace against her cheek. The dog tags he keeps tucked away are finally on display however that’s a story for another day. Having yet to hear any sassy remark back, he looks down to see if she’s still awake but the light snores coming from her are answer enough for him; she feels safe with him. 
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