#Bracelets wire wrapped season

[kentnaturaltribrid]

“It’s called Dignity. Have some. It’s free.”

Got a little bored and ended up having to do some wrapping. Wasn’t exactly looking for much else to do, so ended looking around for something not too heavy either. Ended up with a few colorful stones for the most part and ended up wrapping both, which turned out pretty well, though still thinking. For the most part it ended up working, but still thinking of other things to do for the rest of the weekend. Might do more things later, since there’s still time tomorrow and might do something else, but for the most part waiting on the rings and the hole punch. So not much else can be done currently as of the piles, but still thinking. Might do some more things later if there’s some more time for the weekend, but still thinking. For the most part there’s not a whole ton left for doing.

[beansprean]

No one looks more like a butch lesbian than season 1 Dean Winchester, except perhaps openly bisexual punk season 1 Dean Winchester covered in tattoos.

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(ID in alt and under cut)

ID: Multiple drawings of season 1 Dean in a punk style with tattoos. 1. Chest up in a Siouxie and the Banshees hoodie, hair spiked up, nails black, bar through one eyebrow, septum ring in nose, dolphin bite hoops in lip, small gauges and multiple cartilage hoops in ears. There is a large tattoo of an open mouth full of fangs on his throat. Dean points sternly at the viewer and says, in the form of a tumblr post from tacofriendss, 'Normalize toys during sex. Roll that hot wheels over them titties. Skurt.' 2. Full body of Dean talking animatedly to someone offscreen, gesturing limply with one hand. He is wearing brown work boots, cutoff lightwash jeans, and a gray tee shirt with the Werner logo, torn off at the sleeves and below the sternum. He also has a black leather cuff on his left wrist and multiple tied and beaded bracelets on his right, along with multiple rings and the samulet. Tattoos on his left arm include: a tipped over salt shaker, a woman in a bikini posing on a billiard ball, roman numerals spelling out 11-2-83, and a chevy impala logo. Tattoos on his right arm include a barbed wire wrap, the outline of the angel from the Led Zeppelin Swan Song logo, and the name 'Cassie' written in cursive on his middle finger. On his stomach are the symbols from Zeppelin 4 and a random phone number that looks like it may have been scribbled on hastily. Scooby Doo is peeking out from his calf in the space between his boot and the jeans. 3. Dean from behind, arms reaching upwards. He is wearing low jeans and another homemade crop top, revealing the tattoo on his lower back. It is a full rendering of the impala from the side, with stylized words above it that say 'highway to hell', surrounded by flames. 4. Knees up of Dean wearing a leather vest that looks like it was cut from his dad's coat, a Bruce Springsteen shirt with the sleeves and neck cut out, sitting low on his sternum and tucked into faded black jeans, paired with a simple black belt with a wallet chain. He is posing with the fingers of one hand hooked in his pocket, the other holding up a cigarette. He is wearing all the same jewelry as in previous drawings. More tattoos are visible including a small sword on the side of his left hand, a colt revolver and Faith's tattoo from Buffy on his right forearm, a demon protection sigil in its usual place over his heart, and a stylized crucifix across from it on his right pec. /end ID

[phrynefishersfrocks]

The first stunning outfit of "Death Defying Feats" (Season 3, Episode 1) is a gorgeous draped navy blue sheer fabric with a silk underdress with a single dramatic sleeve attached with a jeweled bracelet, topped with a matching feathered headpiece.

Suitably sensational for the season three premiere, Phryne appears in a tabard made of French navy lace and dark beads creating floral and leaflike patterns. "The fabric in this tabard is simply stunning - it does all the work," Marion Boyce commented in an interview with the Guardian. A 'tabard' simply means a rectangular sleeveless piece of fabric covering only the front and back. The fabric connects on the side with beautiful diamond tabs. Underneath she wears a bias cut midnight blue slip with a straight neckline. An additional triangle of fabric attached to her wrist by a gem encrusted bracelet serves as both a sleeve and a cape as Phryne wafts through her scenes.

Miss Fisher complements her look with a headpiece made of a plume of dark feathers, as well as silk navy gloves and bejeweled blue t-strap heels. Her diamond earrings each have two angled lines holding a large gem between them. To finish it off, as she travels to the theater, Phryne dons a luxurious brown fur wrap with red silk lining to keep warm.

We see this ethereal gown not just in the first episode of season three as she's preparing for a night out with Jack, but also in a large series of promotional photos, worn instead with a curved jewelled hair slide with gems set on slender wires.

Screencap from here, promotional photos from the official Facebook (x, x, x, x) and various sources (x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x), exhibition photos from Dayna's Blog, Nikki Johnson's Flickr, and footprintsandfotos Flickr, behind the scenes photos from Pinterest (x, x).

[californiaboytoybilly]

ALRIGHT GIRLIE (gn), I HOPE YOU'RE READY FOR THIS -

💜 🤎 🩶 🪴 🌾 😭 for billy! 🧡💚🌹🌼🌱 for steve!

okokok, i’m ready. let’s do this.

Billy

💜: I know he needs a break and I’ve give him that sometimes, but I really do put him in some truly awful situations sometimes (sorry baby boy).

🤎: Honestly most of my headcanons for him are like… Canon+. At the very least, they’re rooted in my interpretation of his canon. I do love giving him stupid, regal, frilly middle names just because I know he’d hate it though.

🩶: This is a very hard question, mmm. I’m going to have to say the world of Dishonored, but especially the second game. Can’t fight witches and parasitic, bloodsucking swarms of horrible flies with your fists, Bils.

🪴: I don’t know how most people view him, I personally view him as the sun. It keeps us alive, safe. But it can- and does- also kill us or harm us very easily. It flares up and burns red hot. Plus I like the connection of blonde hair/blue eyes like the sun and sky, and the connection to California.

🌾: This is more of a personal headcanon than it is based on anything from the show but I think he’s good at jewelry making. Not like… with big tools in a workshop and with diamonds, but beaded bracelets. Shells from the beach or cool rocks wrapped intricately in a wire cage. Braided leather bracelets. I like the idea that his mom taught him, with twine and shells at the beach. He was always more interested in surfing, but after she left/died, he picked it back up as a comfort.

He knows Neil would call it a fairy hobby or worse, so it’s his best kept secret. He hides that little bag of supplies better than his porn.

😭: No, I do not. I am cursed to remain here like a slightly unstable poltergeist.

Steve

🧡: Steve is so utterly my opposite personality wise that it’s funny but I did also have friends who stopped giving a shit about me in highschool because all they cared about was my house and the things they could earn by being my friends. That and big pathetic brown eyes.

💚: Some of my favourite rep headcanons for Steve are - him becoming hard of hearing after four seasons of concussion after concussion, him being dyslexic, and suffering from chronic pain in general from sports & injury. I’m pretty heavy on the bisexual Steve train, and the Italian Steve headcanon too.

🌹: I feel like when Steve hates you, there is no way you don’t know unless he’s pretending otherwise. He’s petty, bitchy and will absolutely cold shoulder the fuck out of you. Once a mean girl, always a mean girl.

🌼: I think that very much depends on if he was alone. I think, with a group, he’d adapt and be capable of surviving for at a minimum quite a long time. Alone? I don’t know if he’d care about fighting to stay alive if he was entirely alone in the world. He needs other people too much.

🌱: I think he starts out pretty optimistic and over time and tragedy, starts becoming more of a relativist. He is still more optimistic than Robin though, as seen by his steadfast conviction that “Vickie likes boobies” lmao.

[stellarvisionary]

Made some new bracelets today. Once I'm done with farmer's market season, I'll be listing these on my Etsy shop again, along with my candles and hopefully my machine-knitted hats, and possibly wire-wrap necklaces made with polished stones from my rock tumbler. We'll see what the Fall brings 😁

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[marygeldingm93]

My first fanfiction ever! I really like their love story and relationship, the fact that they are soulmates. I can't let them go. They inspired me to write again. 🍓❤️

I dedicate this fanfiction to @just-b-wilde. Thanks for your support.

PS: I will post it on AO3. Waiting for my invitation.

Strawberry greenhouse forever

Summary:

My alternate storyline of the strawberry greenhouse scene, when collecting scrap metal wasn't so important…

Notes:

A return to the happy days of reliving, the smell of strawberries in an alternate timeline and the bracelet gift that means so much. Survival, really?

I think, all of us want those supposed cut scenes, so I created alternative one for me and for you.

Song in this ff: Strawberries by folk band called Caamp - Track 5 on Boys (Side B)- I highly recommend listening to this song while reading this ff or during the specific scene.

English is not my language, so sorry for translate.

And last but not least, I would like to dedicate this fanfiction to JustBWilde and thank her for her support.

A few days after the first kiss between strawberries..

It was already autumn, the trees around the greenhouse have already begun to fall their leaves and decorate the paths around the building. A greenhouse and a small house with two rooms provides them with everything they needed for so long. A quiet place, the warmth of home and security. The greenhouse consists of a white metal, partly wooden structure and large window panes, along which stand numerous raised ridges with strawberries and a few pots with bush tomatoes. It has a glass roof through which the rays of the afternoon sun shine gently, warming Lila's contented face and the softly exposed caramel skin of her shoulder, where her sky-blue sweater has slipped off. Lila is sitting on the garden chair next to a gramophone, wearing a black dress with pink flowers and red-orange leaves that match the season. Her loose, shoulder-length hair frames the features of her face and her bangs fall softly into her eyes as she looks over the music records she found in the house left behind by its owner. She had finally managed to figure out why that gramophone wasn't working, she just needed to fix some sort of contact between a few wires. That's when she sees Five walking back into the greenhouse, she smiles and puts a record in the turntable- romantic old- timey music starts to play. Five holds two freshly hunted rabbits and walks through the double white doors into the greenhouse with a smile on his lips.

“Hey, someone did well today,” says Lila enthusiastically while he hangs two rabbits right next to the bunches of garlic.

“It was the snares you made, “he replies. “They are exceptional, “ with obvious admiration in his voice. Then, with a small look of surprise, he takes a glance at the spinning record on the gramophone, kneels down next to Lila, and then looks at her again, at the woman of his dreams, who also does not take her eyes off him. Proudly, Lila tells him: “I fixed it.” A genuine smile shines upon her face. Five glances at Lila than on the turntable and then back at her, as if he's not sure if this is the right moment..to...what he's been planning for a long time. He felt for this woman what he's felt for no one before: admiration, the need to protect her, the need to make her happy because she was worth it, worth all the trouble, all the hardship, all the pain, only with her could he truly be himself. Soulmates, flashes through his mind.

"Hey, I know that look. Out of it, " she says.Five looks at her with a bit of concern and then blurts out, “Okay”.

From his pants pocket, he pulls out a small package of brown cloth with something wrapped in it. Lila drops the plates on her thighs and reaches her hands up to it.

Lila asks in surpise,” What's this?”

Five looks at her intently and says, “Look inside”. He doesn't take his eyes off her face, the soft caramel skin and gentle smile, so many emotions churning inside him.

Lila is happy, for the first time since the birth of her beloved children, who are, always have been and always will be the most important beings in the world to her, she felt genuinely happy, seen just the way she is. He doesn´t want to change her, he doesn't want to be better than her, better than others, oh how she just loved him, she knew it even then.

Lila unwraps the cloth to find a beautiful handmade metal bracelet with braided wire. She twirls the bracelet in her hands a few times. “Where ´d you get this?”, she finally asks him. Five continues to stare intently at her face, Lila sees so much tenderness in his gaze. “I made it,” Five replies. There is a slight uncertainty in his voice, perhaps both concern and longing. A longing for her to appreciate him and return his feelings. Lila is disarmed at that moment, she smiles and leans toward him, their lips coming together in a tender kiss.

His lips taste sweeter than the strawberry jam with the homemade bread, which she baked this morning. Sweeter than their first kiss a few days ago. Astonishing.....

“You are so full of surprises,” says Lila.

Five puts the bracelet on the wrist of her right hand and says firmly but gently: “I aim to please.”

But suddenly, he straightens up and Lila is surprised. The music from the turntable keeps playing but Lila asks: “Hey , where are you going?” Five grabs his bag, grins mischievously and replies: “We just ran out of scrap metal.” Lila is a little confused, why he has decided that he has to go for scrap metal right now, but at that moment all she can think of is reply: “I will join you in a minute.”

“Okay, Love,” he says stepping out of the greenhouse and making his way along the path by the greenhouse to their subway station.

Lila leans against the back of the chair, chuckles warmly, and that's when she decides... She runs out of the greenhouse after Five, catching up with him just before the steps to the subway. She puts her hand on his shoulder tenderly, and that's when their gazes meet. And Lila says, “I think that scrap metal can wait for a while, don't you think?” Five smiles and just says: “You are right.” Lila steps closer to him, puts her right palm to his cheek and gently strokes him with her fingertips. At that moment chills run through his body, he closes his eyes for a moment, but Lila presses her lips to his and they kiss slowly and softly. She whispers in his years with velvety voice: “Come with me, love.”

Than she takes his hand, the bracelet on her right hand shines like sunset sun. This picture, hands in hands and bracelet makes him feel that maybe she really is his, she seems finally happy after all the struggles, tiring days and sleepless nights in alternative timelines and subway, and he's happy too.

Lila leads him back to the greenhouse, the leaves rustling beneath their feet, the air crisp and the last rays of sunlight still hugging the surrounding treetops. When they enter through the double wooden doors, Lila turns and asks him: “What about a dance? Would you dance with me?”

Five becomes unsure, dancing is not his prerogative. Killing maybe..But...Dancing?, he thinks over.

Meanwhile, Lila contemplates the records from the pile by the turntable..suddenly she looks up at him and sees the uncertain look on his face. “Five, it's just a dance, not a competition for a prize. No worries.”, she tells him reassuringly. Then she looks at the music records closely and says: “ The owner of this house is probably very fond of folk, there's Occie Eliot, Bears Den, Old Sea Brigade and Hollow Coves and....Oh, no way…. That one would be great.” She seems really pleased and tells him, “Its called Strawberries by band Caamp. So thematic for our greenhouse.” And five starts to think: She said..Our? Our greenhouse? Five is lost, lost in love and completely lost in her. She is everything he wants.

She starts up the record and pulls Five into the center of the greenhouse. Through the window panes , the last of the evening light streams in and caresses their faces. Lila smiles and says:” Give me your hands, Five.” She puts one of his hands on her hip and gently places her palm in his other empty palm. As the first notes of the song sound, they can hear the guitarist's fingers skim over the strings and voice singing smoothly. Lila starts to lead Five and smiles, they just dance in a circle and smile at each other for a while. Every now and then, Five steps a little awkwardly on the tips of her toes, looking down uncertainly, and that's when the words of the song come in: Be my light, sunrise laughing ’cause we stayed up all night. Be my map, and we'll leave with all the treasure we can grab, oh-oh. Lila says: ” Hey, look at me. Don’t worry? I am gonna be your map. I will lead you.” They move little in circles and she leads him. “Okay love”, he whispers in her ear. She puts her head on his chest and than quickly look at him. “I love this song,” she says..” He sings: be my house, strong and sturdy but far from town, oh. Be my home, just think of all the places we’ll go.”

He looks at her, eyes filled with joy and says: “It fits perfectly.”

But song continues Be my lake, summer sand and a strawberry milkshake. Be my pride, stay under my skin, don't let me take what is not mine. She looks at him and says determinedly: ” You are mine.”

… She is little bit scared to say it but than she takes the courage and blurts out: ” I want”,…but she does little pause in her mind too, little inhale and exhale …she can feel her heart beating very fast. She kisses him, this time little bit more passionately and than looks at his eyes, puts her hands on his chest than his shoulders, so he puts his hands on her waist and her hands goes under his jacket and let it fall partly on his elbows..”I want to be yours”, she says decidedly this time. He gasps a little. It was very surprising…

Be my blood, oh, I'd shoot the moon and it wouldn't be enough. Be my books, head on your shoulder with damn good looks. Song continues.

He returns her kiss with equal passion but then grows unsure and pulls away slightly. “ But Lila, I have …erh, I have never been with…”, he confesses.

She puts her palms on his cheeks, kiss him and says warmly: ”I know, love. Don’t worry. I ´ ll be your map, remember. I will lead you.” She smiles little bit and take his left hand to her breast and she puts one her hand around his neck and the other one in his hair and pulls him closer to her, she growls a little and kiss him passionately. Suddenly, she pulls away and takes off her sweater. Five is a little bit confused, everything is new to him, sensations and touches. Suddenly, she takes off her dresses and stands in front of him just in her underwear. She's beautiful. A goddess, Five thinks to himself.

The sun had already set but he could see her skin continuing to glow. She smiles at him mischievously: “Happy what you see, ha?”. He is petrified. He could feel the heat coursing through him, the hot blood coursing through his veins, his heart beating fast and slightly irregular.

What is this? Is it love? It was always her, he realizes. He is speechless.

Lila steps closer to him, pressing small kisses to his neck. She strips off his jacket and shirt and then takes off her bra. “You can touch me, Five,” she says with her velvety voice “ I am yours and you are mine, remember?.” He pulls her closer and starts to kiss her more intensely, like never before. He can feel in every inch of his body, that this woman is the right one.

But suddenly, she starts to giggle as he puts his hand under her armpit to her breasts, tickling her as he does so. He winces and pulls away slightly. “I'm ticklish, that's why.”, she assures him. He smiles and kisses her tenderly and than says: “Good to know, love. “

At the end of the song, they hear words: Be my hands, and I'll paint your picture, darling, the best I can. Be my heart, I've got you in the end, I wish I had you from the start.

Lila takes his hand and leads him to their bedroom...their first lovemaking is magical. The union of two souls and two bodies. They do not need more, in that moment she is his and he is hers. No alternate timelines or resolution to the next apocalypse. For now, this is their world. THEIR STRAWBERRY GREENHOUSE FOREVER...

[gemsondisplay]

Your Guide to Navigating the Wonderful World of Jewelry Crafting

The History of Jewelry Making

Getting Started: Essential Tools and Materials

Basic Techniques

Finding Inspiration

The Joy of Handmade Jewelry

Tips for Success

Conclusion

One More Thing

Jewelry making is an ancient craft that has captivated humans for millennia. From simple beadwork to intricate metalwork, this art form allows for endless creativity and personal expression. So, whether you’re a novice looking to explore a new hobby or a seasoned artisan seeking inspiration, jewelry making offers a unique blend of creativity, precision, and satisfaction.

The History of Jewelry Making

Jewelry has been a part of human culture since as far back as Egyptian times. Humans fashioned simple necklaces and bracelets from natural materials like shells, bones, and stones. Therefore, as civilizations pushed forward, so did the complexity of jewelry and construction material. For instance, the ancient Egyptians were known for their stunning use of gold and gemstones, while the Greeks and Romans perfected the art of metalwork and engraving. So, when you take on crafting your jewelry just know that you are participating in a craft that is thousands and thousands of years old.

Getting Started: Essential Tools and Materials

Embarking on your jewelry-making journey requires some basic tools and materials. So, here’s a list to get you started:

Pliers: Round-nose, flat-nose, and chain-nose pliers are essential for bending and shaping wire.

Wire Cutters: For cutting metal wires.

Beads and Gemstones: Available in various shapes, sizes, and materials.

Wire: Comes in different gauges; choose according to your project needs.

Findings: Components like clasps, jump rings, and ear wires that complete your jewelry pieces.

Stringing Material: Options include nylon thread, beading wire, and elastic cord.

Metal Sheets and Wire: For those interested in metalworking.

Basic Techniques

Stringing: The simplest form of jewelry making, involving threading beads onto a string. Ideal for beginners.

Wire Wrapping: A versatile technique used to create everything from simple loops to intricate designs.

Bead Weaving: Uses a needle and thread to weave beads together in patterns.

Metal Stamping: Involves impressing designs onto metal sheets using stamps and a hammer.

Soldering: A technique for joining metal pieces together, typically used in more advanced jewelry making.

Finding Inspiration

Jewelry making is as much about creativity as it is about technique. Inspiration can come from various sources:

Nature: Leaves, flowers, and animals can inspire shapes and designs.

Cultural Heritage: Traditional designs and techniques from different cultures offer a rich tapestry of ideas.

Modern Art: Contemporary styles and abstract forms can lead to unique creations.

Personal Experiences: Your own life and experiences can provide a deeply personal touch to your pieces.

The Joy of Handmade Jewelry

Creating your own jewelry allows for personal expression and the joy of wearing something truly unique. Clearly, handmade jewelry also makes thoughtful, personalized gifts. Moreover, the process of making jewelry can be meditative and stress-relieving, offering a creative outlet that brings both joy and fulfillment.

Tips for Success

Start Simple: Begin with easy projects and gradually move on to more complex techniques.

Practice Regularly: Like any craft, practice is key to improving your skills.

Stay Organized: Keep your workspace tidy and your materials sorted.

Learn Continuously: Take classes, watch tutorials, and join jewelry-making communities to keep learning and stay inspired.

Conclusion

Jewelry making is a rewarding craft that combines creativity, skill, and personal expression. Whether you are stringing beads for the first time, or mastering the art of soldering, each piece you create is a testament to your creativity and craftsmanship. So gather your tools, let your imagination run wild, and start your journey into the enchanting world of jewelry making.

Happy crafting!

[maddogmp3]

5, 21, 23

5. favorite form of potato?

mashed! or seasoned french fries, both are equal in my eyes

21. a number that weirds you out?

19, tbh. its just weird. bad vibes from that one

23. do you wear jewelry?

several pieces that i never take off! two bracelets that can occasionally change, a lip ring, and a necklace :) its usually a necklace my dad gave me w a little marble on it, but the clasp keeps breaking so until i find a permanent fix for that im wearing one my bestie gave me thats a little wire wrapped green stone. i dont remembee what the stone is

weirdly specific asks

[theringlord]

Unraveling the Mystery of Jump Rings & Split Rings: Everything You Need to Know

In the world of jewelry making and crafting, the terminology can often be as intricate as the designs themselves. Two terms that frequently pop up in conversations among artisans and enthusiasts are jump rings and split rings. While they may sound similar, these tiny components serve distinct purposes and possess unique characteristics that can significantly impact the final product. Let's delve into the world of jump rings and split rings to unravel their mysteries and understand their importance in jewelry making.

Understanding Jump Rings:

Jump rings are perhaps one of the most fundamental elements in jewelry making. These small, circular rings are typically made of metal and have an opening that allows them to be attached to other components, such as chains, clasps, or charms. They come in various sizes, gauges, and materials, ranging from sterling silver and gold-filled to stainless steel and brass.

Functionality: Jump rings serve as connectors, providing a seamless link between different parts of a piece of jewelry. They are essential for attaching clasps to necklaces and bracelets, adding charms to bracelets or earrings, and creating intricate chainmaille designs. Their versatility makes them indispensable for artisans across different disciplines, including beadwork, metalworking, and wire wrapping.

Types of Jump Rings:

Open Jump Rings: These are the most common type of jump rings and come with a small gap that allows them to be opened and closed using pliers. They are ideal for most jewelry-making applications and offer ease of use.

Closed Jump Rings: Unlike open jump rings, closed jump rings do not have an opening. They are soldered shut, providing added security and stability. Closed jump rings are often used in more permanent or intricate designs where strength is crucial.

Split Rings: Split rings resemble tiny key rings and consist of a coiled metal wire with two overlapping loops. They are designed to be more secure than traditional jump rings, as the double-loop structure makes them less likely to open accidentally. Split rings are commonly used in keychains, keyrings, and certain types of jewelry where extra security is desired.

Exploring Split Rings:

Split rings, while similar in appearance to jump rings, serve a slightly different purpose and offer distinct advantages in certain applications.

Enhanced Security: One of the primary benefits of split rings is their enhanced security. The overlapping loops create a more robust connection, reducing the likelihood of items detaching accidentally. This makes split rings particularly suitable for items that undergo frequent movement or handling, such as keychains and charms.

Usage: Split rings are commonly used in accessories like keychains, where durability and reliability are paramount. They are also favored in certain types of jewelry, such as charm bracelets and pendants, where the risk of losing precious charms is a concern.

Application Tips: Working with split rings can be slightly trickier than using traditional jump rings due to their design. Using split ring pliers, which feature a notch that assists in opening and closing the rings, can make the process significantly easier and help prevent frustration.

Conclusion:

In the intricate world of jewelry making and crafting, attention to detail can make all the difference. Jump Rings & Split Rings may be small in size, but their impact on the final product is undeniable. Understanding the differences between these two components and knowing when to use each can elevate your creations and ensure they stand the test of time. Whether you're a seasoned artisan or a novice crafter, mastering the art of jump rings and split rings opens up a world of possibilities in your creative endeavors.

[aatmanafashion]

Tumbling Through Jewels: A Blog for the Sparkly Soul

Welcome to Tumbling Through Jewels, your one-stop shop for all things sparkly, shiny, and oh-so-covetable! Whether you're a seasoned jewelry aficionado or just starting to explore the world of baubles and bangles, this blog is your haven for all things gems, metals, and shimmering self-expression.

Here's what you can expect to find here:

Sparkling Style Inspiration:

Trend alerts: Dive into the hottest jewelry trends, from chunky chain necklaces to dainty stacking rings. Learn how to rock them like a pro, no matter your personal style. Jewelry DIY: Unleash your inner creative genius with easy-to-follow jewelry crafting tutorials. From wire-wrapped pendants to beaded bracelets, we'll show you how to make your own unique pieces. Vintage finds: Get lost in the world of vintage and antique jewelry. Explore the history of different styles, discover hidden treasures, and learn how to care for your precious finds. Jewelry beyond the mainstream: Step outside the box and explore the world of alternative and independent jewelry designers. Discover unique pieces that tell a story and express your individuality. Beyond the Bling:

The ethical side of sparkle: Learn about sustainable jewelry practices, fair trade, and the importance of conscious consumerism in the jewelry industry. The power of jewelry: Explore the emotional and psychological impact of jewelry. How can your favorite pieces boost your confidence, tell your story, and connect you to loved ones? Jewelry through history: Take a journey through time and discover how jewelry has shaped cultures, symbolized power, and become an essential part of human expression. Jewelry and wellness: Learn how specific stones and materials can be used for healing and mindfulness practices. Tumbling Through Jewels is more than just a blog; it's a community. We're here to celebrate your love of jewelry, answer your questions, and share the joy of wearing something that makes you feel truly radiant.

So, grab your favorite cup of tea (or glass of bubbly!), put on your sparkliest piece, and join us on this journey through the dazzling world of jewels!

Don't forget to follow us on other social media platforms and share your own jewelry adventures with the hashtag #TumblingThroughJewels!

[beachbohoaus]

Crafting Elegance: The Allure of Unique Handmade Jewelry

Crafting unique handmade jewelry is a labor of love, and each piece is a testament to the creativity and dedication of the artisan. These jewelry makers pour their heart and soul into their work, often using traditional techniques and high-quality materials. The result is a piece of jewelry that exudes character and charm, standing out from the mass-produced counterparts.

One of the most compelling aspects of unique handmade jewellery is its exclusivity. Each piece is created in limited quantities, if not entirely one-of-a-kind, ensuring that the wearer is unlikely to encounter someone with the same piece. This exclusivity makes handmade jewelry an ideal choice for those who seek to express their individuality and distinctive style. Whether it's a necklace, bracelet, or pair of earrings, handmade jewelry becomes a personal statement and an extension of the wearer's identity.

The creative process of crafting handmade jewelry is an art form in itself. Jewelry artisans draw inspiration from diverse sources, such as nature, culture, and personal experiences. This artistic inspiration is translated into meticulously designed pieces, where every detail, from the choice of gemstones to the arrangement of beads, is carefully considered. The process often involves hours of intricate work, including wire wrapping, soldering, and bead weaving, to create a cohesive and visually captivating piece.

When it comes to materials, unique handmade jewelry is often crafted with a keen eye for quality. Artisans select materials that not only look beautiful but also stand the test of time. Semi-precious gemstones, high-quality metals, and natural elements like shells, wood, and feathers are often used. This commitment to quality ensures that each piece of handmade jewelry is not only visually stunning but also durable, meant to be cherished for years to come.

In a world that increasingly values sustainability and ethical practices, handmade jewelry takes the lead. Many artisans use recycled or upcycled materials in their creations, reducing waste and minimizing the environmental footprint. Additionally, supporting independent jewelry makers often means supporting fair labor practices and ethical sourcing of materials. When you purchase beach boho jewellery, you're not only acquiring a beautiful piece but also making a conscious choice to support artisans who craft their jewelry with care and responsibility.

The beauty of handmade jewelry is that it can cater to a wide range of tastes and preferences. Artisans create a diverse array of styles, from bohemian and rustic to modern and minimalist. This versatility allows for a broad audience to connect with and find pieces that resonate with their personal style. Whether it's a hand-stamped metal pendant that carries a sentimental message or a beaded bracelet that reflects the colors of a favorite season, there is handmade jewelry for every taste and occasion.

[finestbeads]

The Versatility of Bicone Beads: From Bracelets to Earrings, Endless Possibilities

Bicone beads are beloved by jewelry makers for their versatility and stunning aesthetic appeal. With their distinctive shape, tapering from two ends to a center point, bicone beads offer endless creative possibilities. From bracelets to earrings, these beads can elevate any jewelry design. In this blog, we will explore the versatility of bicone beads and delve into the myriad ways they can be used to create unique and captivating accessories.

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1) Bracelets:

Bicone beads are a popular choice for creating stunning bracelets. Their tapered shape allows for smooth and comfortable wear, while their faceted surfaces catch the light, adding a touch of elegance to any wrist. Bicone beads can be used as the main component in a bracelet or combined with other bead shapes to create intricate patterns and designs. Whether you opt for a simple stringing technique or explore more advanced bead-weaving stitches, bicone beads can add a touch of sparkle and sophistication to your bracelet creations.

2) Necklaces:

Bicone beads bring a captivating charm to necklaces. They can be incorporated as focal beads, spaced evenly along a strand, or used as accents in pendant designs. Their faceted surfaces reflect light beautifully, creating a dazzling effect that draws attention to the wearer's neckline. Bicone beads can be strung on beading wire or silk thread, or incorporated into bead-weaving stitches, providing endless opportunities to experiment with color combinations and design variations.

3) Earrings:

Bicone beads lend themselves perfectly to creating eye-catching earrings. Due to their tapered shape, they dangle and move gracefully, catching and reflecting light with every movement. Whether you choose to showcase a single bicone bead as a drop earring or incorporate them into more intricate beaded designs, bicone beads can add a touch of glamour and sophistication to your earrings.

4) Anklets:

Why limit the versatility of bicone beads to just bracelets and necklaces? These beads can also be used to create charming anklets. Bicone beads can be combined with other bead shapes, charms, or gemstone beads to design anklets that reflect your personal style. The delicate shimmer of bicone beads adds an elegant touch to anklets, making them a perfect accessory for the warmer months or beach-themed jewelry collections.

5) Wirework and Embellishments:

Bicone beads are not limited to just stringing and bead-weaving techniques. They can also be incorporated into wirework designs and used as embellishments. By wrapping wire around bicone beads or linking them together, you can create unique pendants, connectors, or focal components. Bicone beads can also be used to accentuate wire-wrapped designs, adding an element of sparkle and sophistication to your wirework creations. 

Conclusion

The versatility of Bicone beads knows no bounds. From bracelets and necklaces to earrings, anklets, wirework, and mixed media art, these beads offer endless possibilities for creative expression. Their unique shape, combined with their captivating sparkle, allows jewelry makers and artists to explore a wide range of designs and techniques. So, whether you're a seasoned jewelry designer or a beginner exploring the world of beading, don't underestimate the power of bicone beads to transform your creations into stunning, wearable works of art. Let your imagination soar and explore the endless possibilities that bicone beads have to offer.

Source: https://www.finestbeads.com/56929.html

[amberfaber40]

A Man's Guide To Wearing Rings

A Man's Guide To Wearing Rings

Você sabia que o dedo que você usa o anel pode transmitir uma mensagem? Conheça os simbolismos!

BLACK DRIP Pendant Necklace Matte Black Mens Necklace Long - Etsy

A great gift for him (or anyone) is this unisex mens necklace, pendant necklace, the Black Drip. Gotta love man jewelry! It gives a minimalist boho jewelry style. This long necklace is made with a matte black coated solid brass drip, on your choice of chain. The Black Drip is a long Necklace with pendant and can be a layered necklace in a set of bohemian jewelry, or worn on its own. Also available in Antique Silver and Brass options, in separate listings. Necklace: "BLACK DRIP" Photo 1 Male model wearing Black Drip, 26" antique bronze plain chain (model is 5'10") Photo 2 Closeup of Black Drip on antique bronze plain chain Photo 3 Male model wearing Black Drip, 28" matte black cable chain (model is 6'2") (Small ring connecting pendant to chain.) Photo 4 Closeup of Black Drip on antique bronze plain chain Photo 5 Black Drip, 28" antique bronze plain chain, on a hanger! Photo 6 Chain options available! Choose your favourite from the drop-down menu. If its not there, leave me a note at the checkout screen with your choice. Please note that if you choose a beaded chain, or one of our thicker chains, we will need to use a small ring to attach the pendant to the chain, rather than putting it onto the chain directly the way it's shown on the plain chains. If you look closely, photo 3 shows this. :) ........................................... DETAILS - Great on all humans, any gender - You Choose your chain length & your favourite style chain. - Great layered with other chains/necklaces or worn on its own. - Comes in a cute little package ready for gifting. - Pendant Dimensions: 43mm h x 4mm w …………………………………. NECKLACE LENGTH - Made to order at your length - If you want a different length, choose "Custom - inches" and note your length at checkout (then leave me a note) - Lengths shorter than 26" will close with a clasp; 26" and above have no clasp (unless requested) - For long chains, to close the chain, I either wire wrap the ends together and finish with a small bead, or, I used a small jump ring to close the chain to itself. This touch makes a beautifully finished necklace that is strong! And there's no bulky clasp to slide around to the front …………………………………. QUALITY I don't like things looking cheap, so I take care in choosing my materials and only craft things I would want to wear myself. I carefully selected these chains because they are high-end, strong and durable. Please treat your metal jewelry with care: do not wear it in the shower, swimming, sleeping, or excessively sweating, as this will affect the metal finish. …………………………………. HANDMADE by me or Nicole - All my work is crafted with the utmost care in my studio in Victoria, BC (Canada) ★ ENTER MY SHOP HERE: http://bohemianfringe.etsy.com ★ …………………………………. DELIVERY All items are made to order. I usually make them up quickly, but please allow up to 5-7 business days for production. If you need it sooner, please send me a message, I am quick to reply :) …………………………………. GIFTING Simple Jewelry makes a perfect gift... If you'd like to give this item as a gift, I'm happy to write the recipient's name in a mini note card for you (leave me the recipient's name at checkout). It can also be sent directly to the lucky person.

Streetwear | chunky lock necklace | street fashion | chunky necklace

Luxury Men's Leather Bracelets - Atolyestone

Begin the season with a classic rings.

Boot Camp: Guide to Men's Boot Styles — FindYourBoots

In this visual guide we explore the different types of men's boots so that you can have a better feel of what boot style is best for you.

The Black Roy Bracelet

Guys Round Frame Sunglasses

Men with Jewellery- Gold Edition

Accessories Men Vman Still Life Photography, photographed by Still Life Photographer Daniel Lindh

Accessories Men Vman Still Life Photography composition, for V Man Magazine, photographed by Still Life Photographer Daniel Lindh

Small Gear Pouch · Brown

[[globalsection(6)]] Design Details Shipping & Returns Design Features Valuables stash/ concealed pocket Dedicated Apple Pencil, Surface Pen, stylus holder Nine elastic slots of different sizes Everyday carry (EDC) Hand stitched pull tabs Medium 13″ and Large 15″ sizes available Optional Interior material: Leather is more durable, linen is more flexible and lightweight Handle [[globalsection(1)]] Small Length 27 cm · 10.6″ Height 18.5 cm · 7.3″ Width 5 cm · 2″ Capacity 3 liters Devices Up to 11″ (snug fit) Elastic Slots 9 [[globalsection(2)]] Full grain leather Linen YKK® metallic zippers Italian waxed thread Elastic band [[globalsection(3)]] [[globalsection(5)]]

Accessories Men Wallet VMan Still Life Photography, photographed by Still Life Photographer Daniel Lindh

Accessories Men Wallet VMan Still Life Photography composition, for V Man, photographed by Still Life Photographer Daniel Lindh

Baikal Bracelet | Pristine x Lourd Ring | The Gasper Collection

The Coolest Bracelets For Guys!

Discover some of the most incredibly cool bracelets for guys that money can buy here in our epic list of unique and cool men's bracelets!

Você sabia que o dedo que você usa o anel pode transmitir uma mensagem?Conheça os simbolismos que existem no uso do anel em cada um dos dedos.Dedo Mindinho• Dedo para demonstrar caráter e criar uma imagem de autoafirmação.• O anel pode ter um grande detalhe (pedra, por exemplo) e pode ser chamativo (fino ou grosso).• Não há associação religiosa ou cultural na maioria dos países.Dedo Anelar• Em qualquer uma das mãos, direita ou esquerda, é comum o uso para demonstrar comprometimento (casamento, namoro ou noivado). A mão direita é vista como a mão “física”, já a mão esquerda representa seu caráter e suas crenças.• Existe uma visão cultural ou religiosa sobre o uso do anel no dedo anelar.Dedo Médio• Simboliza características masculinas.• O anel deve ter um design simples e pode ser menor (com detalhe ou não).• É incomum na maioria das culturas.Dedo Indicador• Demonstra proeminência e notabilidade.• Normalmente é usado para anéis de classe, família ou membros de grupos.• O anel pode conter símbolo(s) e vai evidenciar seus gestos.Dedo Polegar• Símbolo de riqueza e poder.• Transmite interatividade e amizade.• É ideal quando se usa vários anéis em uma única mão.Ilustrações: RMRS.

[glassycatfish]

hey friends, i made a uquiz! what season are you?

there are 8 different results all with positive descriptions!

*disclaimer: i'm from america so these mainly describe northern hemisphere seasons and how I experience them, but i hope that doesn’t take away your enjoyment of this quiz!

[bonefideqt]

Thinking about my reverse harem fic. Just want to write a cozy and comfy cottagecore like fic. Like Undertale AU's meet stardew valley/story of seasons.

Like you as the reader has gotten enough of city life and just want a quiet life out on the countryside with your two cats and a dog. Just being able to spend the day being creative with your furry friends. Have a small garden, maybe a chicken or two. Sell you creations online and at the farmers market. You also make some really amazing pickles.

I think the first time you'll meet one of the skeleton is when you're moving and your old truck (that you got from you grandpa) has some motor issues and stuck on the side of the road. They help you of course and you give them a jar of your famous pickles as thank you. You always seem to carry some sort of food or creation to give as thanks.

Next you'll probably meet somone at the store while getting some essentials. You need a thing that is on the top shelf and you can just barely reach it. So of course a sweet tall skeleton helps you as you're about to try climbing the shelfs. How embarrassing. They help you get your things to your car and you give them a small croched flower pin that you happened to be wearing as thanks.

Then you'll probably meet some while you're out exploring the hiking trails. They will probably have to help you climb down a tree. What can I say you saw a pretty feather and you knew you need it for your next project. A nice braided leather bracelet is what they get.

Of course you will also meet some helpful skeletons at the weekly farmers market. Of course here too you will somehow manage to embarrass yourself.

Then another skeleton shows up at your door and introduce themselves as your neighbour and would like to invite you over for dinner. Of course you didnt expect someone to come knocking so strongly on your door, jumped and dropped the pie tin on the floor. They of course helped clean up the hot mess so you wouldn't burn yourself. A wire wrapped stone pendant was given and you except the dinner offer. You just lost yours after all. Not to mention, the pie was burned because you got so focused on your painting you didnt hear the bell go off.

Lo and behold everyone get surprised when the new neighbour is the nice clumsy girl they have all meet and helped before. The beginning of new friendships and adventures.

It will mostly just be a super self indulgent happy fic with a little sprinkle of angst.

[starr-fall-knight-rise]

Steel Eye Files, “Gods of War.”

WARNING: EXTREME VIOLENCE with graphic descriptions. GORE

Turns out you can’t really get across how shitty steel eye is without being enormously graphic, so yeah, don’t read it if you may be bothered by that sort of thing in any way what so ever.

https://www.patreon.com/empyreaniris?fan_landing=true

https://starr-fall-knight-rise.tumblr.com/post/182501791735/master-post

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1jzEIdDAB4omdO2JcQVMObfrhLJ5kX4ONmSsLypM1ks0/edit?usp=sharing.\

The sky was dark with ash, and despite Chal, Astar, shining down from above, the land below languished under cover of darkness more profound than night as even the two moons and stars were hidden by ash. The ground was coated in a fine layer of grey, and the colorful, almost whimsical landscape became an apocalyptic hellscape.

Just a few miles distant from the human Forward operating base, a unit of Drev soldiers hid in the cover of ash, separated from the base by half a mile of open ground and a small rocky gully where they made their camp. They had no tents or lights like the humans did but crouched next to the leeward side of stones their knees tucked to their chests, their arms clasping their legs, and their, once colorful, cloaks wrapped around them now stained with ash.

In this way they were camouflaged from outside notice by way of ash, and the breathing holes at the bases of their necks were kept clear. Spears were gripped tightly in hands, metal dulled and muted under a coating of cinders, and like that they were practically invisible in the dark landscape,

Not that they were worried of course.

Ever since the dark season had come, they had been the ones to initiate conflict, not the other way around.

This was their world, and they were in charge.

They understood how to navigate her in al weather.

But now was not the time for movement, or navigation. In the dark and the swirling of the storm, it was time to rest.

The wind died down slightly, and the ashfall reduced.

Some light filtered down from high above, and the visibility improved to that of a middling blizzard back on earth. It was still dark, and the landscape was difficult to make out, ash flurries  kicked up with some regularity as they sat.

Their sentinel crouched at the head of the group tucked next to a rock.

It was him that heard it first.

It was difficult to make out over the sound of the wind, a sort of distant hissing.

He lifted his head peering through the amber goggles that had been supplied to him. Drev didn’t normally practice combat during the dark season, but they knew a tactical advantage when they saw one, and this seemed to be the only time of year they were going to have a leg up against the humans. It was a controversial decision, but eventually they had collectively decided that goggles did not constitute technology enough for it to be heretical.

Ans so he peered out into the ash his eyes narrowed.

Drev do not have the greatest night vision. They are primarily a daytime creature that relies heavily on color differentiation which is not commonly present at night.

He saw nothing.

Still, something was off, and he shifted forward on his knees to peer out from behind the rock.

Ash gusted into his face, but still he saw nothing.

Something still felt wrong.

Was that an echo he heard over the sound of the wind? Rocks clattering down a hillside?

It was hard to tell, the sounds were so muffled.

A few of his clan members stood to peer out at the ash with him, his anxiety bleeding over into his soldiers.

What was that.

The ash kicked up again, and his vision was mostly obscured.

He stood now, cape billowing behind him in the ashfall. He stepped out into open ground head titled to one side as he tried to make out the sound through the darkness. It was not a sound that he recognized, and indeed he was sure he was hearing SOMETHING.

Soemthing that was.

Getting closer.

And getting closer fast!

The clan had no time to react.

One moment their sentinel was standing before them in the ashfall, and the next moment, an alien hand sprouted from his chest.

The sentinel felt like he had been plowed over by a rockslide. At first it was hard to tell what had happened, but the stunned screams of his clan, let to the slow realization of his brain. He looked down with wide eyes just in time to see the hand flex.

The hand drew back with a sharp crunch, and the sentinel fell to the ground dead.

And standing over his body was a shadow.

With two legs,  two arms,

Gore dripping from its arm.

And then chaos.

***

The room gasped.

Men and women visibly jerked in their seats. Someone cursed.

Another called out involuntarily to their god.

Even Admiral Ablemen sat momentarily shocked.

He didn’t tell it to do that

Unit 15 withdrew his hand from the Drev’s chest with a wet crunching noise loud enough to be heard over the build in microphones. The beast of a Drev, at least nine feet tall if not more, hit the ground dead on impact.

In the following silence the Colonel overseeing the project grabbed his shoulder and whispered, “I can turn it off now, cut the signal so no one sees the rest.” But he shook his head

“Let him see what it’s capable of.”

The colonel nodded.

The pause didn’t last long, and the massacre followed.

***

It was, difficult to tell weather he was awake or dreaming. The land around him was an unfamiliar was of grey tinged red as struggling sunlight tried to filter down through ash. The landscape was in itself alien, and something about that made sense though he could not have said why.

In his confusion there was one thing he knew.

And those were his orders.

Orders that were being wired directly into his brain on a background loop so he wouldn’t forget. The HUD display  on his visor took the landscape before him and analyzed it  drawing glowing green contours around notable features of the landscape.

It was like walking through the base code layer of a videogame.

The suit interfaced with his brain using his own processing capacity to run probability calculations on where the enemy would be hiding. All bets were on the gullies to the south east of the FOB, and so he headed in that direction. As he walked he hissed and whirred as his robotic skeleton lent power to his feet.

His robotic pieces whined in anticipation for what was to come.

He did not take cover, or try to hide, but walked over the landscape, the dark god of war coming to seek vengeance on the enemy. As he walked the probability meter in his HUD began to rise, ash whirled around him disrupting the connection between him and the FOB.

But he knew his orders.

Inside his heart pounded.

A feral animal rose up in the back of his head ravening and hungry for blood.

He spotted them easily, outlined in green as they hid against the rocks.

There was one at the front, a big bastard too.

He broke into a run, the steel eye skeleton howling for blood.

The Drev had no time to think.

He could have used his gun, or he could have deployed the blade in his right forearm plate, but that was all beside the point. He wanted…. Violence.

And so he drew back a fist and with all the weight of the iron eye suit he  punch the drev in the back.

Carapace crumbled to dust under his knuckles, flesh split, bone cracked, tissue tore, and then resistance was gone and he was wearing the Drev like a bracelet.

He ripped his hand back bringing fragments of bone with him as he retrieved his fist.

The Alien staggered to the ground.

His HUD sensors found no heartbeat.

Dead.

And then he turned his eyes on the rest of the alien’s waiting clan.

The blade snicked into place against his forearm.

He WANTED to hurt them. That was the one thing he understood in the haze of his brain, in the haze of a dream. Information and constant input from the suit flooded his brain threatening to confuse him and snuff him out.

But the confusion just made him angry.

And that is what he was going to do.

***

Red lights like the fire of Anin’s lava fields.

The creature didn’t care it could be seen through the ash.

It WANTED to be seen.

If they had known anything about human warfare, maybe they would have had a chance to retreat, knowing something was wrong , but as their sentinel fell to the ground they were confronted with an unholy demon drenched in his blood, glowing with red lights of fire, his body sheathed in precious metal.

It was an abomination.

The first drev to initiate attack was scythed down with a single blow, head rolling across the stones.

But the rest didn’t stop.

They raced forward over stone their spears raised.

The creature caught one by the throat and snapped their neck before throwing the body towards its companions.

Another tired to flank from the right but was hit with a devastating kicked that crushed its sternum and stopped its heart on impact.

The other Drev pulled back in uncharacteristic fear as this creature decimated their numbers like it was a joke.

It stood there, waiting, blood still dripping from its hands.

But when no one moved, it turned its head slowly to look at them,

And the remaining Drev ran,.

***

He had to get away, he had to get away, if he could just run far enough, or find somewhere to hide maybe it would be ok. All around him he could hear the sound of screams, the ash had kicked up again and he was running blind, tripping over stones and moss, hoping beyond hope that he didn’t fall into a boiling pit.

Someone ran to his right, but in the next moment they were gone with a scream.

Something snapped.

He turned on a dime and bolted in another direction hearing the screams from behind him . After a few moments of running he nearly brained himself as he ran straight into he trunk of  a tree. Luckily for him the coil tree was young and springy throwing him back onto his back though his head still throbbed.

He rolled onto his hands and knees seeing the silhouette of many trees before him, and crawled into their cover pressing his back up against a nearby trunk.

Behind him cries continued in earnest.

He could see the glow of red through the ash, flickering in and out of existence as the demon hunted them, moving with a power and speed never granted naturally by spirits.

It was an unholy abomination.

He scrambled back into the ash trying to cover himself. He lowered his head, listening.

And he heard it coming for him.

The slow and methodic whirr thud as the creature walked.

He hoped that maybe it wouldn’t see him.

His hopes were dashed a moment later as he was grabbed roughly by the shoulders and hauled into the air. He screamed and kicked, but the creature adjusted his hands forcing him to his knees with a strength that was almost godlike. He was forced to his knees as the creature placed its hands to either side of his head, and began to squeeze.

***

“What the FUCK! “

“STOP!”

“WHAT IS IT DOING!”

One of the officers jerked from their seat and raced out of view of the Holo projection, wrenching loudly off camera.

The sound that followed next.

Still haunts the dreams of the men and women who were in that room.

***

Kill them. KILL THEM ALL.

His insides burned with such rage, such energy, and the cracking of the Drev’s skull between his hands had never been more satisfying than it was in that moment, or at least in the ten seconds before the drugs burned off.

Lieutenant Vir regained lucidity with a crushed skull held in his hands.

Lt Vir was not a violent person.

In his youth he had taken dance classes instead of martial arts for a similar reason.

And now the sightless Drev head looked up at him, and the sight is beyond description.

Certain things happen when you apply too much pressure to a skull.

He gasped and staggered back dropping the thing like it was on fire. His mind whirled, and he remembered the bloodlust that not moments before had coursed through him, turned him into a… a demon.

He staggered back into his hands scrambling away from the body.

He….

What had he done.

What had he done?

He clutched his head gasping for air. He felt like he was going to throw up and desperately scrambled to open his helmet. The dead eyes stared at him from the dirt and ash, accusatory. He was trapped! He couldn’t get them helmet off!

He was drowning!

This had to be a nightmare.

An unending nightmare.

Why couldn’t he wake up!

He screamed, and screamed and screamed still clutching at his head.

Why couldn’t he wake up!

Maybe if he could pinch himself, he could determine weather he was sleeping, but the metal was in the way.

He clawed at his helmet, at his arms, then curled his hand into a fist and tried to break the metal.

***

The room was scrambling.

Admiral Ableman was on his feet, “MAKE HIM STOP.”

Over the line the unit continued to scream.

It was like nothing that he had ever experienced before, a man burning in hell.

The scream of the damned.

And then it was clawing at itself, trying to rip the metal armor open.

“DO SOMETHING!” He snarled  at one of his lackeys.

“I’m trying.”

But before he could do anything, it was all over, and the camera watched as the unit fell to the ground and began to sob.

The room was silent but for that sound echoing over the speakers.

And somehow, it was worse than everything that had come before.

Powerful enough to haunt even Admiral Abelman until the day he would die an ignominious death.

*** So, that demonstration didn’t go as planned, but you saw the results didn’t you, one man against an entire Drev squad and he won like it was nothing, with impunity. Like a god, we have created gods of war, and don’t give me some bullshit about ethics, you all sat through the whole thing and are now culpable for what happens here. If you tell ANYONE what you have seen, I will personally take each and every last one of you down with me and let the board of ethics know that you were PERSONALLY involved and funded the program.

What’s done is done, but at leas you can help us win the war.