nakedacorn - Idk Man I Just Got Here
Idk Man I Just Got Here

21 yrs old - they/themMultifandom and mixed media artCoD/ Ironsworn/ Dragon Age/ Ocs/ Audio rp enjoyer

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A: "do You Have Everything Packed?"

A: "do you have everything packed?"

B: "everything that I need"

A: *looking at nearly empty bag*

A: "and that would be?"

B: "a phone charger and fuzzy socks"

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1 year ago

Progress and mock ups!!

Tac vest edition

Day and half’s work. In need of velcro but other than that I think the bones are solid. Installed my first zipper pocket which was fun(actually all of this is a first but wth), and I have to figure out how I want to do the straps? Velcro or just like…adjustable buckles and shit idk. And the sides…same issue, buckles or Velcro. I’ll burn that bridge when I come to ig

Obviously I’m not making this to standard, it’s gonna be wonky as all hell but idc, it’s just for show. It’s made out of a computer bag, but the small side pieces are made from an old skirt (lmao) and a purse strap. She’s put together with no pattern, no measurements, just hopes and dreams boys.

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Progress And Mock Ups!!

Side and back:

Progress And Mock Ups!!
Progress And Mock Ups!!

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1 year ago

She lies on the bed, lazily raising one of her long, hairy legs and pressing it against the wall, admiring how it looks. She brushes her hand through the hair on her calf.

Simon takes a moment to catch his breath after their intense morning make-out session, his lips pulling into a playful smirk as he looks at her. He then raises his own muscular, extremely hairy leg, bringing it closer to hers, deliberately letting the hair brush against each other.

She lets out a scoff and shoots a skeptical glance at his hairy leg.

"Oh, really?!"

He laughs and continues being lighthearted, replying with a chuckle,

"Mine's more fluffy"

She rolls her eyes in mock annoyance, but can't help but shiver at the sensation of his hand on her calf.

"Yeah, yeah," she says, pretending to be exasperated, "but then why are you rubbing mine, huh?"

He continues to stroke her hairy skin with his calloused fingers, his voice low and intimate as he replies, "Because it's softer."


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1 year ago

Obsessed with a pair of metal d6’s I got for starforged and I’m trying to see if I can get my hands on/make a metal d10 to match


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1 year ago

civilian AU where soap consistently frequents this one flower shop after he had very quickly gained a crush on the owner, ghost, after the first time he visited.

originally, he’d just gone in for one bouquet, something for his sister’s wedding—but then he sees tall, blond, and mysterious behind the counter, gets obsessed with the delicate way such large hands wrap and trim flowers, and decides then and there that he has to win this guy over.

so soap starts coming back. makes up excuses for occasions needing flowers (his wallet is not all that happy about it, but he doesn’t care), then returns either later in the day or the day after to say plans fell through, then offer the flowers to the man—simon, his name tag says—because he knows there’s no refunds.

at first, soap is pretty certain simon just recycles the bouquets and arrangements. sticks a discount on them and calls it a day.

but then soap notices a vase, tucked out of sight unless you were standing right at the counter—a vase, of which, starts containing the bouquets that soap returns.

soap starts leaving little notes hidden in the flowers, then, and they start talking more, and it all comes to a head when soap finally decides fuck it, a just goes for it.

over the course of a few months, he’d sneakily gotten simon to tell him all his favourite flowers. so, soap goes in one day as usual, picks them out, and waits for his arrangement.

simon looks a bit crestfallen when he asks the occasion, and soap tells him it’s for a date. but soap is then relishing in the blush that spreads across simon’s face the moment soap hands the flowers right back, and asks him to dinner.

obviously soap doesn’t stop buying him flowers after that. but at least now he didn’t have to make excuses—and it makes his heart flutter every time he walks into the shop, now that simon has begun leaving soap’s bouquets out in their vase on full display for everyone to see.