leather embossed

so here’s what i’m thinking

Theatre technicians, overlooked and fearless magicians of blackout, set, backstage, are people you want on your side. They fade into the background, often, their work done out of the dazzling lights, but they work hard, and they don’t take kindly to not being acknowledged.

(It’s hard to tell when technicians go missing sometimes. The changelings are often very similar to the human they replace.)

Make allies of the costume shop—most costumes have at least some hand-stitching, and if you’re polite and friendly, they’ll make sure to knot their thread with three loops around a needle, and to tie it off in three neat motions. The costumers believe in threes, and their ability to ward off the Gentry. It’s not steel or iron or salt, nothing so powerful. It’s a little more insurance, a knot to tie you to earth.

Mostly, they do it automatically. Technicians are a practical and time-starved lot, and no one wants to frantically re-fit a costume at the last minute. But don’t push them. Go too far, and the threes will stop being a priority for their clever hands. They can’t and won’t make sure that you’re taken. But they can stop helping to protect you.

Among technicians, it’s carpenters and props people who are Taken the most often. Both groups are a special kind of strange, and they work with their hands to bring beauty out of nothing. Give a carpenter two pieces of plywood, some two by four and a mission, and they’ll overcomplicate it to impossibility and pull it off anyway. Props people are the kind who look at scattered scraps and trash, and see what could be, not what is. Swords of cardboard, fine chocolates of clay, embossed leather armor from foam. Illusion, for a props person, is king, and it’s no wonder the Gentry find them fascinating.

(Props has sent people onstage with bona fide magical objects, lost to the prop room years ago. It’s the ruthlessness in them, the mercenary way of taking whatever works.)

Electricians are safest, the ones who are closest to the technology of it all, who spend hours on high, calling information back and forth in a code unintelligible to the uninitiated. They chatter, and they clamp and tighten and connect and swear, and suddenly there is light, and color, and glitter. The Gentry are amazed, but do not understand. What you do not understand is best left alone.

(Still, some electricians go missing. Maybe they sing, or they see, or they’re thoughtlessly kind or cruel—no one is safe, here. This is the theater, liminal, filled with Gentry even on a good day, and being safe is so often at odds with doing things fast that it’s not unheard of for electricians to climb precariously, thank thoughtlessly, or strip off iron jewelry.)

Designers bargain most often, sometimes thoughtless and sometimes with clever words and clever research and a clever friend who knows contract law. Sometimes it’s for inspiration, which often goes badly—those are desperate people, and the Gentry are not kind to the desperate. Sometimes it’s for persuasiveness, or money, or, most precious of all, time.

(I need more time, is the motto of the department, the guiding light of a program always living under a deadline. Give me more time.)

Elsewhere University’s stage managers, the ones who make leaving stick, are good. Really good. Flexible, punctual, smart, good with names and at ironclad paperwork. They’re capable of corralling even the most difficult personalities with charming words and a refusal to back down, and that makes them valuable. But they never break old habits, of opening night gifts made from rowan, and closing night gifts of iron and silver, and they’re deeply superstitious.

(The fines, for touching props that don’t belong to you, are a serious business when an EU alum is stage managing.)

The few who learn to weld and build with steel from the metalworking students are safest, with steel shavings scattered in their clothes and hair, on their skin. They’re still not safe. All too often, they’re carpenters too, and it just takes one day, when the steel has finally washed away, and the rings have been yanked off to avoid losing a finger, or they ask, criminally careless, for help building or learning or understanding.

A good handful of technicians go missing every year. Most of them will make it back, better, or at least stranger, than before.

After a semester or two of working in the theatre shop, or a show or three, most technicians will go to Cat Eyes. Most of them, by the time they graduate, have a distinctly odd pair of safety glasses, never far from them. Theatre is about syncretism, about everything working, and if you can’t see it all, if you can’t see if the costume really matches the actor’s skin tone, or if the light is unflattering on half the ensemble, you can’t make it right.

With those glasses on, it’s never about seeing anyone. It’s about looking at costumes, light, paint, props. Nothing else matters.

(Technicians remember the most about The Play when it’s performed. The costume shop remembers the way the fabrics slipped through their fingers, bright and silken and gorgeous. The carpenters remember building, the lumber straight and clean and lovely. Tech is a blur, and no one remembers who stage managed, but it’s better than other shows. You don’t think about it in the moment—it’s just another six-to-ten tech, and you bring your coffee and your bagel and don’t think about the paper your history professor wants tomorrow. After, though. After, you realize it was The Play. Some few students can’t bear to give that seamless beauty up. The department faculty has to come from somewhere.)

A last word of advice: When the show is on, always be polite to whoever you meet backstage. You never know who they really are—Gentry, ghost, short-tempered technician who will spend two hours unpicking every single three-loop knot in every one of your costumes—and if you say the wrong thing, you’ll regret it. And pay attention to the show. Actors have gotten lost before, the crossovers stretching on forever, lost eternally in the moment right before their entrance.

[x]

Letters

Royai Week 2017 - Day Five
The letters on her back founded a life long contract between them.


When I thought about this prompt, my mind kept turning to the letters marked into Riza’s back. If she had never carried those letters, or never shown them to Roy, would there have been Royai?



So I thought about embossing part of the flame alchemy tattoo into leather. The letters are scribed into the leather and then painted over with leather dye.

Embossed veg tanned bovine leather with antique finish. Yet to be sealed and polished. I used a piece of belly leather, which isn’t as tight grained and smooth as leather from closer to the spine, but I kind of like the way it hints at the scaring on Riza’s back.
Scale wise the finished piece will be a folder for holding an A5 notebook.
These photos are unfiltered and I think they show the actual work and finish pretty accurately.

Huge, huge thank you to @meiosis2​ and her work here, (not sure I would have pursued this idea without your fabulous work) and to @capthawkeye​ for showing it to me. 

Hunted

Part 1

Originally posted by juptern

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Word Count: 2,134

Warnings: Reader has bruises, Panic attacks (It’s only a little one I swear)

Summary:  Reader is being chased through the woods but by who? And why? Jughead is determined to find out but all is not what it seems, what secrets will he uncover?

A/N: I have no idea what I'm doing, this just kinda happened. I’d appreciate the feedback but honestly, i’d be surprised if anyone actually reads this xD. it’ll be getting more parts whether people read it or not because this was so much fun to write!!


Keep reading

Harry Hart's eyepatch

Eggsy would completely be the person who gives Harry a set of handmade or specially commissioned novelty eye patches when he finds out that he lost the eye.

He would use the sewing skills he learned from first stitching himself up after a bad brawl then later from kingsman’s training to craft eyepatches for Harry on he plane rides from mission to mission. The first set featured things like a pugs head and a painstakingly embroidered butterfly and a bunch of googly eyes superglued in a smiley face.

Their ridiculous and personal options that make Harry smile and he puts in the effort to wear the unprofessional ones at home. Soon it becomes a tradition that the new Arthur gets another patch every time that Eggsy comes back from a long mission.

The collection ends up having everything from one with a martini glass to a fabric one patterned with old fashioned newspaper clippings. The patch with a little gold crown embossed on leather with a high tech proximity sensor to tell him if his depth perception was off from Merlins experimantal technology lab was naturally one of Harry’s favorites.

He gets tacky christmas and halloween and easter themed patches, he gets one with little swords and helmets and one with the highly inappropriate saying “gentleman in the streets demon in the sheets”.

On the rare occasions that Eggsy leaves on a mission angry at him Harry receives a patch with cuss words or insults or memorably a very well done stitched middle finger as the only decoration. When a mission goes particularly wrong or Eggsy comes a little too close to dying he gets patches with words of love from six different languages or quotes from favorite movies that remind them both just how lucky they are to have eachother.

He gets a patch specially designed by Daisy herself that features what looks like nothing but a tangled mess of threads, but there in the center is a little ring of hearts separating one white and yellow flower from the rest of the design. That one makes his good eye well up and Harry weeps unashamedly at the sentiment behind it.

One day the patch is made of silk and looks very much like the tie he had made to go with Eggsy’s first kingsman suit, and the inside of the patch is embroidered with the words “manners maketh man” and a beautiful golden ring is held below the quote by little loops of thread.

He wears the patch on their wedding day.

“Thank You Misha” Appreciation Book

With the thought of the @supernaturalartbook​ and @thedestielartbook​ I decided to do something I’ve been toying with the idea of for a long time.

 will be a fan-made book consisting of user-submitted stories of how Misha Collins has touched the lives of the submitters and made a lasting impression on them.

This is an art project which I will keep going for as long as possible to collect as MANY inspirational stories from people about Misha Collins and how he has changed their lives and made the world a better place for them

Misha Collins is truly an angel who has done so much for all of us and it’s about time that we give a little back. At this point in time, this will be a one off printed book on my dime - I plan on inserting all the stories in a 200-300 full color book (with some submitted Misha Collins artwork). The book will be a hardcover coffee table style book with a glossy dust jacket, gold leaf trim & embossed leather cover under the dust jacket. It will include a fairly long introduction chapter or two written by yours truly. The user submitted stories will immediately follow the introduction chapter. I will try to include up to two stories per page and am looking for 400-600 user submitted stories preferably of 400-1000 words each (but more or less is fine). The reason for the word limitation is that I need to be able to more or less fit two stories on some of the pages due to my page limit. Initially, I will only be printing one copy of the book out of my pocket to hand deliver to Misha during VegasCon 2018 or PhxCon 2018 depending on how long the creation of this takes. Afterwards, I will be setting up an indiegogo campaign to sell copies of the book for people interested in owning a copy of their own. There will be two options available (as of now) the version with the original stats (leather bound, dustjacket, gold trim etc), and a plain hardcover version.

This is just something I want to do for Misha with help from all of you beautiful people and any money made off of sales will go to RandomActs because it’s an organization I am VERY passionate about. Now that we got that out of the way, if you’re interested in contributing your story, please submit it through the submit page and be sure to adhere to the following guidelines.

  • Please check your spelling and grammar - I will go over it myself but it would be helpful if it already arrives checked and ready.
  • Please do not use any profanity or offensive language unless absolutely necessary. This is for Misha and the Collins family and I hope we can keep it clean and beautiful for him and his family to enjoy.
  • Please try to keep your story under over 300 but under 1000 words - THIS IS NOT A REQUIREMENT but more of a loose guideline so I can fit everything together well.
  • If you would like to submit artwork of Misha Collins to the book - I simply ask for your permission to print it in the book I give to him- I also ask that it be high quality and at least 300 dpi so it prints correctly & crisply on a large coffee table book. Watermark on the image is welcome as well as your name and a link back - will include that in the book for any artists that contribute their work.
  • I plan on including a name & location below each story submitted so please include your name & city/state with any submission. If you would like to include a link to your social media, I will happily include one link or email address as well with each submission. If no info is submitted, your submission will appear as -Anonymous
  • Additionally, I plan on having a credits section on the back of the book - if you submit a story or artwork, the name & location (and link) will be included in the credits section of the book.
  • Lastly, I will happily include a full page for anyone that runs a charity organization or any kind of group that was founded with Misha Collins in mind for charity work, support groups etc. The page will be a full page about the charity in question with description, information, contact & photos if you want to include them. I want to do this to prove to him that he doesn’t just HELP thousands, he inspires them to do good too. Please contact me through the ask box for more information regarding this.

The book printing will be done in 4 stages/

STAGE 1: Story Collection - Story collection will consist of collecting all the user submitted stories and artwork that will be included in the book The closeout date for when user submitted content will close is currently December 21st, 2017. Dates are subject to change.

STAGE 2: Format & Editing - This is the phase where I will format the book and edit all the content to make sure it fits well together and looks good. Additionally, I will be spellchecking all of the content and arranging all the user submitted artwork & charity pages to make sure everything looks clean and streamlined. Date TBD

STAGE 3: 1st Copy Printing - This is when I will be printing the first INDIVIDUAL copy of the book to deliver to Misha. This will be a very heavy coffee table book bound in leather, with a glossy dust jacket and gold leaf trim on the pages. The book will be in full color. I currently have an estimate for about $110 for one copy of the book - the price is pretty steep because I will be buying it on its own and not in bulk. I will be paying this out of pocket. Date TBD

STAGE 4: Mass Distribution - I will set up an indiegogo campaign to mass distribute the book exactly like Misha’s copy, and a cheaper more affordable standard edition - maybe even a paperback edition. This all depends on the feedback I get from people who submit and ask questions. More info to come. This isn’t even a set thing, it just depends on feedback I get since a few people have inquired if they’d be able to buy a copy. All proceeds after printing would go to Random Acts. Date TBD

If you have any suggestions or ideas, please don’t hesitate to let me know.

All submissions will be posted to this blog publicly unless requested otherwise-this will be for keeping track of submissions. Submissions may or may not be printed in the order they were submitted in, I haven’t decided that yet but will do a poll during stage 2 of this project.

Thank you and I look forward to hearing all of your stories of how this man has helped you.

WE LOVE YOU MISHA!

Ps if everyone could signal boost and reblog to get exposure out that would be extremely helpful! I need as many submissions as possible!

The “Thank You, Misha” Book.

I decided to do something I’ve been toying with the idea of for a long time.

will be a fan-made book consisting of user-submitted stories of how Misha Collins has touched the lives of the submitters and made a lasting impression on them.

This is an art project which I will keep going for as long as possible to collect as MANY inspirational stories from people about Misha Collins and how he has changed their lives and made the world a better place for them

Misha Collins is truly an angel who has done so much for all of us and it’s about time that we give a little back. At this point in time, this will be a one off printed book on my dime - I plan on inserting all the stories in a 200-300 full color book (with some submitted Misha Collins artwork). The book will be a hardcover coffee table style book with a glossy dust jacket, gold leaf trim & embossed leather cover under the dust jacket. It will include a fairly long introduction chapter or two written by yours truly. The user submitted stories will immediately follow the introduction chapter. I will try to include up to two stories per page and am looking for 400-600 user submitted stories preferably of 400-1000 words each (but more or less is fine). The reason for the word limitation is that I need to be able to more or less fit two stories on some of the pages due to my page limit. Initially, I will only be printing one copy of the book out of my pocket to hand deliver to Misha during VegasCon 2018 or PhxCon 2018 depending on how long the creation of this takes. Afterwards, I will be setting up an indiegogo campaign to sell copies of the book for people interested in owning a copy of their own. There will be two options available (as of now) the version with the original stats (leather bound, dustjacket, gold trim etc), and a plain hardcover version.

This is just something I want to do for Misha with help from all of you beautiful people and any money made off of sales will go to RandomActs because it’s an organization I am VERY passionate about. Now that we got that out of the way, if you’re interested in contributing your story, please submit it through the submit page and be sure to adhere to the following guidelines.

  • Please check your spelling and grammar - I will go over it myself but it would be helpful if it already arrives checked and ready.
  • Please do not use any profanity or offensive language unless absolutely necessary. This is for Misha and the Collins family and I hope we can keep it clean and beautiful for him and his family to enjoy.
  • Please try to keep your story under over 300 but under 1000 words - THIS IS NOT A REQUIREMENT but more of a loose guideline so I can fit everything together well.
  • If you would like to submit artwork of Misha Collins to the book - I simply ask for your permission to print it in the book I give to him- I also ask that it be high quality and at least 300 dpi so it prints correctly & crisply on a large coffee table book. Watermark on the image is welcome as well as your name and a link back - will include that in the book for any artists that contribute their work.
  • I plan on including a name & location below each story submitted so please include your name & city/state with any submission. If you would like to include a link to your social media, I will happily include one link or email address as well with each submission. If no info is submitted, your submission will appear as -Anonymous
  • Additionally, I plan on having a credits section on the back of the book - if you submit a story or artwork, the name & location (and link) will be included in the credits section of the book.
  • Lastly, I will happily include a full page for anyone that runs a charity organization or any kind of group that was founded with Misha Collins in mind for charity work, support groups etc. The page will be a full page about the charity in question with description, information, contact & photos if you want to include them. I want to do this to prove to him that he doesn’t just HELP thousands, he inspires them to do good too. Please contact me through the ask box for more information regarding this.

The book printing will be done in 4 stages/

STAGE 1: Story Collection - Story collection will consist of collecting all the user submitted stories and artwork that will be included in the book The closeout date for when user submitted content will close is currently December 21st, 2017. Dates are subject to change.

STAGE 2: Format & Editing - This is the phase where I will format the book and edit all the content to make sure it fits well together and looks good. Additionally, I will be spellchecking all of the content and arranging all the user submitted artwork & charity pages to make sure everything looks clean and streamlined. Date TBD

STAGE 3: 1st Copy Printing - This is when I will be printing the first INDIVIDUAL copy of the book to deliver to Misha. This will be a very heavy coffee table book bound in leather, with a glossy dust jacket and gold leaf trim on the pages. The book will be in full color. I currently have an estimate for about $110 for one copy of the book - the price is pretty steep because I will be buying it on its own and not in bulk. I will be paying this out of pocket. Date TBD

STAGE 4: Mass Distribution - I will set up an indiegogo campaign to mass distribute the book in a “Luxury” edition which is exactly like Misha’s copy, and a cheaper more affordable standard edition - maybe even a paperback edition. This all depends on the feedback I get from people who submit and ask questions. More info to come. Date TBD

If you have any suggestions or ideas, please don’t hesitate to let me know.

All submissions will be posted to this blog publicly unless requested otherwise-this will be for keeping track of submissions. Submissions may or may not be printed in the order they were submitted in, I haven’t decided that yet but will do a poll during stage 2 of this project.

Thank you and I look forward to hearing all of your stories of how this man has helped you.

WE LOVE YOU MISHA!

Ps if everyone could signal boost and reblog to get exposure out that would be extremely helpful! I need as many submissions as possible!

carmensandyeggo  asked:

Gladio surprising Prom with an anniversary gift of a photo album of their first year together

Phewf, this is the last of your four prompts <3 thanks for your continued support bb.

—-

So the Prince was gonna go get himself a bride. That was exciting, sure, and Gladio was going to do his duty by accompanying him across Lucis. Gladio was looking forward to the wedding, in a way. Once they made it there, it was a job well done on his part. The King’s Shield, his mettle tested outside the confines of Insomnia. Gladio knew he was up to the challenge.

But he was kinda put out, too, because his first anniversary with Prompto was going to be spent crammed in a car, and they weren’t even going to be sitting next to each other. Gladio had to be in the back with Prince Charmless, who was no doubt going to sleep most of the way. Still, Gladio had been planning for this day for ages, and he wasn’t going to let it be totally ruined.

They’d finally reached Hammerhead - on the brink of death, as Prompto had declared, having pushed the car most of the way here - and Gladio was just about ready to collapse into one of the small caravan bunks, but he kept himself upright. Ignis and Noct had already gone to bed, but Prompto was sitting at the bar in Takka’s diner, polishing off a bowl of chili with gusto.

Gladio went back to the car and opened the boot, pulling a carefully wrapped package from inside. He’d tucked it away at the side so it wouldn’t get damaged or get spotted, even by the eagle-eyed Ignis. 

Prompto looked up as Gladio came into the diner, smiling sincerely for the first time that day. ‘Hey, big guy.’

‘Alright, shrimpy?’ Gladio winked as he sat down, setting the parcel in front of Prompto. ‘This is for you. Sorry our first anniversary was kinda…’

‘Crummy?’ Prompto suggested, picking up the parcel with a grin, ‘nah, it’s cool. This is kinda bigger than the both of us, right? And hey, I did get to spend it with you, in a way. Back home you’d have been on guard duty all day.’

‘I guess. Well, there you you. Happy anniversary. One year of us.’

Prompto pulled the paper off hurriedly, unable to contain his excitement. Inside was a large photo album, with an embossed leather cover with gilt lettering depicting the words ‘Gladio and Prompto, Year 1′ on the front. 

‘So, I did maybe borrow a couple of your memory cards, briefly,’ said Gladio as Prompto stared down at it, ‘but I put ‘em right back where I found ‘em, I swear.’

Prompto opened the album, speechless. Inside, Gladio had filled the pages with beautiful glossy prints of photos Prompto had taken of them throughout the year. Hanging out in the Citadel Gardens, stealing a brief moment together. Dressed down and chilling in Gladio’s room, Prompto wearing one of Gladio’s shirts and that stupid cap he used to rock when he was a teenager. At the cinema, the flash bright in the dark space, Gladio’s eyes half closed. Sharing a ridiculously huge meal at Sushi 27, Gladio’s bowl overflowing with noodles. Hey, he’d said, it’s all you can eat. And he’d eaten the lot. A photo of Gladio passed out asleep on the sofa afterward. Photo after photo of everything they’d managed to do. It was a lot, all things considered.

‘Gladio…’ Prompto’s voice caught in his throat as he turned the pages, ‘this is. This is so, you know.’ He waved his hands around.

‘Yeah, I know. Sorry about that.’ Gladio leaned over and placed a kiss on the top of Prompto’s head. ‘I’ll return to my usual cool, emotionally unavailable self in the future.’

Prompto finally gathered the wits to throw his arms around Gladio in a tight hug, kissing him all over his face. ‘Don’t even think about it.’

our souls entwined

So, I was totally kidding about no longer needing to write SuperCorp fanfiction because I’m still a sucker for the ship, so enjoy the first part of a SuperCorp AU, from Lena’s POV, which will serve as a tiny intro into this AU. It’s super-short, but that’s mainly because it’s been written in five minutes and I’m writing more at the moment. Let me know if you like it, and I’ll release Kara’s little intro if you want it.

This will be a His Dark Materials AU, meaning that there will be Daemons in this story. For those of you unfamiliar with the Phillip Pullman books, a daemon is the living embodiment of one’s soul, able to take the form of an animal companion for the human they belong to. In childhood, daemons change shape constantly, but settle as one form as the child matures into an adult. Same-sex daemons are rare, and unsettled daemons are nearly impossible. Daemons have a limit on how far they can go from their humans, and both will be subjected to excruciating pain should they be too far apart, except for witches and other people who have undergone trials that allow them to separate from their daemon across long distances. Touching other people’s daemons is taboo, but daemons can interact as their humans interact. I think that’s all you need to know for now, but feel free to do some research and watch the movie/read the books for clarification. I will be changing one thing about daemon canon though, which is this- daemons recognize each other as soulmates even if their owners don’t. Because this is also totally a soulmate AU. :)

Enjoy!

Keep reading