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Castiel Tree Topper

How to guide written by someone that’s never made a how to guide before, so bear with me! more under the cut. Beware, it’s long af!

First picture has a Patron bottle cork that I got from work but I also acquired a box of the spherical corks from my local bottle redemption place. Just ask! Usually they give them to me for free if asked politely. WEAR GLOVES WHEN CUTTING!! I literally sliced my thumb open while cutting the head of one of the Cas tree toppers. Five stitches. Two years later and I’m starting to get the feeling back in the part that was nearly cut off of my thumb pad. So yeah, WEAR GLOVES and use a board underneath! Always aim each and every single cut away from yourself. I use an exacto blade for this because a regular knife is too big and unwieldy for the job. I use a few reference pictures of Misha in different angles to get it fairly accurate. it’s easiest if you pick a side for the front face and then sheer off nearly all of the cork from both sides first that continue the line from the ‘neck’ of the cork. then the back in a kind of question mark shape and for the face, draw a the face on it and then cut away what you don’t need. once you’re satisfied, you can take the gloves off and then apply a super thin layer of stuffing over the whole head, making sure you cant see the cork on the face but not so thick that the details are gone. (Here’s where it gets a bit tricky. The fabric that is used for the skin is very rare. I’d only found it once, and bought out their whole supply which wasn’t a lot. I wish you luck in finding something that will work for you. If it helps at all, it was at Walmart fabric department on a bolt. I think muslin might work for skin tone better than tan, so long as the spots aren’t too noticeable.) Place the head face first down in a wide part of the fabric and pull the sides up and around the head, pinning it in place as you go. then take your scissors and cut off the excess. make sure you have enough to go around the whole head and neck, it’s ok to overlap in the back but the face mustn't have any cuts showing. The back of the neck is the only seam you will see after the hair is attached. Once you got it pinned to the head, start sewing up the bottom of it first with beige colored thread. zig zagging all along the bottom to make sure it’s super taut. then work your way up the neck and the back of the head, try hard to make sure there are no wrinkles in the face area or where any skin is shown. it might help to draw the hairline on the fabric first. cinch up the fabric as you sew. With the thinnest tan thread you have, make an anchor point at the spot where the back of the ear would be, then very carefully, go in and out all along the underside of the jaw - getting the stitches as close as possible. I try and go through every single stitch or two in the face fabric. The large U shape of thread will help define the underside of the jaw. cinch it up on the other side of the face where that ear would be and tie it off. Then cut a 1.5 inch tall, 3 inch wide rectangle of fake fur the color of their hair, with the fur going from top to bottom on the short side, and wrap around the sides and back of the head, pinning it in place as you go. Then figure out where the hair naturally parts on their head and pin that down with the end of it slightly curled underneath so you don’t see the frayed edge. cut off the excess fabric from the back of the head but make sure there’s enough to cover the top of the head. Then use the reference pictures for their side burns and hairline and cut the fabric accordingly on the edges. Again, drawing on it with pencil might help a lot. Don’t worry about making ears. No one notices them missing. Start sewing the hair down at the back of the head again with black or tan thread, and get the edges to fold under themselves when possible to keep the lines clean. More reference pictures for cutting the hair to their hair style. It’s ok to leave some of it a bit long so the individual strands don’t stick straight up from the head. You can’t add it back if you cut it too short so take your time on this step. As you can see, the head is probably the most difficult part of it. The blue tie is a close second for me just because it’s backwards and I have to fold the blue fabric just right to get it to have that diamond shape at the bottom and line going up the middle. Usually takes an hour. You can cheat and just draw the line in if you like. But you must use blue thread for this, thinner the better. I have no advice for the tie because I seem to utterly forget what shape the blue fabric should be in each and every damned time I make a tie. No kidding. I’ve made over a dozen Cas dolls. I couldn’t tell you what shape to cut for the blue fabric.... good luck! The next picture below the heads is the trench coat pieces. the back is the largest, with the sides that should be folded in half. The pic underneath that one has what looks like bermuda shorts, that’s the inside bottom of the trenchcoat. sew it to the back from the bottom outer corner to the inside crotch area on over to the other bottom corner. then fold the sides and put it inbetween the back panel and the inner piece that looks like shorts. make sure you got the right one on the right side. This part is also a bit tricky in that you have to have it lined up where the top shoulder part touches the top shoulder of the side of the coat. sew the horizontal bottom of the trench coat sides first. tuck the bottom inside the part you’d already sewn together and then finish stitching up along the side. When you sew it, skip over the sleeves, You still have to attach the arms. Sew the shoulder area together but ignore the collar for now. Do the same on the other side. it’s important that you get the shoulder parts of the fabrics touching otherwise you’re gonna have to seam rip it and try again. I can’t tell you how many times I had to do this. flip it inside out and it should look like a normal coat without the sleeves or collar. The coat is a kind of ‘base’ for the whole doll, that’s why I make it first. the rest of it’s pretty self explanatory. in BLACK fabric, Cut out two cuffs, Two ‘legs’ which look like the letter ‘G’ up there. two ovals will be the bottoms of the feet. one long strip of black fabric will be his inner jacket. fold it in half. The wings are usually black for the tree toppers so you’ll need two of each of those if you want the wings to be slightly different from each other. In TAN fabric The C shape on top is the sleeve, so you need four of those for two arms, sandwiched together. the elongated C shape underneath is the collar for the coat, two of them. the back of the coat the inside bottom of the coat two sides of the coat

in SKIN TONE fabric two of those B shapes, those are simple hands. the fabric for the head In WHITE fabric a wide rectangle for the shirt. roughly 4 inches tall, 3.5 inches wide

In BLUE fabric a short tube for the horizontal part of the tie about 2 inches long a long 6 or 7 inch tube for the main part of the tie. In FAKE FUR fabric a rectangle that’s about 1.5 inches tall by 3 inches wide with the fur going top to bottom To make the arms/cuffs/hands. start on the longer curved edge of the arm and sew down to the right angle, open it up like a butterfly. place the folded cuff and the bottom of the hand in the middle of it. the hand and cuff should be touching the sleeve so when it’s sewn together, the seam is hidden. once the cuff and bottom of the hand is attached to the sleeve, fold it up again and then sew from the hand on past the cuff and then sleeve all the way to where it would attach at the armpit but then stop. fill with stuffing using a pencil. it’s gonna feel like you’re over stuffing it, that’s ok, we want it to keep a stiff shape. Sew the two parts of the collar together and attach to the coat along the bottom. attach the stuffed arms into the openings in the coat and then stitch around the edges in a circle, it’s ok if there’s excess fabric in there. We don’t want to show any exposed seams is all. you’ll have to figure out where you want the arms to be then flip the coat inside out to help you sew it together. once you got the arms on the coat, you can fold that long strip of black fabric and using tan thread, stitch it along the inner seam close to where the two sides of the coat attach, doesn’t have to be perfect, go from bottom left to the top then around the collar and down the other side. The shirt is going to need a bit of work too. so, what I do is fold about a quarter of an inch in the center of it, simulating the opening of a shirt. then using white thread, stitch it in a way to make the thread look like teeny tiny buttons. starting from bottom to top. stop when you get within 3/4ths of an inch at the top. use your scissors and cut straight down towards the top ‘button’ without cutting the thread. fold each side over onto itself in a triangle shape and then carefully stitch it down at the bottom corners of the shirt collar. your blue tube for the tie will tuck inside the shirt collar and secured at both ends of the shirt. then attach the long part of the tie to the horizontal tube and stitch that in place. I like to just fold it over the tube from behind and then stitch it around to look like it’s a folded tie. This will take a hot minute, that’s ok. next up is the legs. sandwich them, leave a hole in the top apex of the curve where the butt will be, and work your way down the outside towards the shoe, sew the bottom oval on around the foot, work your way into the inner part of the legs to the other side, sew that shoe on, then on up to the butt, stopping short. flip it inside out, stuff with stuffing and then sew up the butt. then the shirt can be pinned and sewn onto the inside part of the black strip of fabric simulating the jacket. this will take some adjusting because you don’t want the neck hole to be too large or small, you gotta be able to fit the cork neck inside it with a tiny bit of room to spare. sew one side of the shirt first, then the other once you got it positioned how you want it. fill with stuffing so the torso can take shape. put the legs at the bottom and pin in place at the back, making sure that you can’t see any seams. fold the white shirt inside a bit at the bottom and pin that to the legs next. then using white thread, carefully stitch the shirt to the pants, then switch to tan thread to stitch the legs to the coat. try and not go through both layers of coat if you can help it. the sides of the coat shouldn’t be stitched to the pants too far, let it flip around a little bit for realism. up next, stuff it some more inside the torso and shift it around until you’re happy with how he looks. then pop the head in there and angle it how you want it. using tan thread, stitch the inside of the white shirt collar to the neck from one side to the other, and switch to black thread when you get to the black coat and the neck. it’s ok to make the black jacket a bit wrinkled when you’re sewing the neck on it. stitch up the bottom edges of the black jacket, hiding the seams. next up, sandwich and sew the wings, leaving the flat inside edges open just wide enough so you can add the stuffing. use a pencil to get it inside the nubs that simulate feathers. it wont always work, that’s ok, do your best! Pin one wing on the back off center, leving a space between the wings for the coat to be seen from behind. Angle it where you want it and start sewing up one side then down the other, attach the other wing and sew from one side on up then down. I like to make the wings hold him upright so I pin them to the torso then sit him upright, seeing if the wing on the left or right needs to be raised on the back or lowered. I personally don’t add faces to the dolls, because I tried it before and they looked freaky as hell lol when they’re faceless, your mind fills in the blanks but you can draw them in if you want! I’m not about to dictate how you want your Cas tree toppers to look! The Sam and Dean dolls aren’t quite so complicated, solely for the fact that they aren’t wearing ties and have no wings. But the rest of the process is more or less the same. They’re just standing up and have pleather shoes and jeans for legs. For them, I use tan thread to outline where their pockets would be along with the button and fly on the jeans. Hinting at it without having to sew in microscopic pockets. Their hairdos are harder to do than Cas’s because Sam’s has to flow the right way and Dean’s needs to spike just right. Hopefully this has helped? I came up with the designs for Cas and the boys myself through trial and error over the past like, 7 years. They’re all 100% hand-stitched because there is no way a machine could make these to this level of detail. Check out the pictures and if anyone is serious about actually making their own, I will take the time to take pictures of every part of the process. It usually takes me 4 days to make each one start to finish. 17-20 hours straight sewing/cutting/stuffing/folding/trimming/pinning etc.

If you make one of these, please please please show me the end result! I wanna see your wonderful work! It might take a bit of practice. I am by no means an expert on this. All I know is how to make it so that I can understand it. I don’t have a lot of seam allowances. It’s usually like just under a quarter of an inch. Don’t be afraid to seam rip it all out and do over again. Lord knows I’ve done it before. I always have a hell of a time with the coat’s sides but ESPECIALLY that darn backwards tie! Wear thick gloves when cutting the head. I cannot stress that enough. The ER cost a small fortune to sew my thumb back together and I’ll always have this U shaped scar on my thumb. I wont tell anyone if you decide to just use a Ken doll head instead ;)

So I hope this helped! Good Luck and show me what you made please!!

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nightmares06 · 6 years

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COM: The Dragon Sleeps Tonight (Part 3)

( First part || Second part )

Commission for @wolfie180g!

A third part to The Dragon Sleeps Tonight was requested, and this time we've got some Sam on Sam action! (Kidding-- they're just talking)

The Brothers Apart Sam and Dean are @nightmares06‘s, dragon Dean belongs to @wolfie180g, and the original Sam and Dean Winchester belong to the CW/Erick Kripke!

Word Count: 2500

Warnings: None

Commissions are open!

The time on the trail together gave Sam plenty of time to think.

He couldn't quite stop glancing at the strange pair of Winchesters they'd found. It was hard to argue that they weren't the same guys. Dean's spike of dark-blond hair and confident swagger stood out in all the people Sam had ever met, but then there was the other Sam...

Not even the length of one of his fingers, and tucked against Dean's neck like it was normal.

Drifting back from Dean and Castiel-- the large dragon leading the way as he sniffed out his human counterpart's trail-- Sam couldn't resist engaging his tiny self, fascination in every bit of him.

When did one get the chance to talk to themselves from another universe?

Though neither Dean seemed overly interested in chatting each other up currently, with the human one still glowering at everyone teasing him and the dragon smug at having the last word. Not to mention having proved he could backtrack Dean's trail without breaking a sweat.

Their loss.

"Hey," Sam said companionably as he leveled off next to where his smaller counterpart was sitting.

The other Dean gave him the side-eye, determined that Sam wasn't talking to him and walked stubbornly on without a break in pace. As was his usual when he was busy mulling over something else (likely the fact that not ten paces ahead was a dragon version of himself he’d nearly tried to put a bullet through not long ago).

Sam's counterpart looked up at him, making him feel suddenly very over-sized despite the giant dragon who had taken point, and broke out into a huge grin. Those tiny hazel twins of his eyes shone with an equal curiosity.

"Hi!" the young kid called out brightly.

Sam had a matching grin on his face. "Wow. Just wow," he breathed. "Uh. I wanted to talk? Did you...?"

Younger Sam looked between Dean and his counterpart, patting his older brother's neck and then nodding. No words were needed between them, just as Sam already knew what his older counterpart meant.

Dean let out a huff, and stopped in place. Not once did Sam have trouble keeping balance on his shoulder, a skill Sam wished he had himself sometimes with his Dean. This kid made it look effortless to stay on a walking, moving person.

Reverently, Sam held out his hand, marvelling at the fact that his downsized version was just barely the size of his pinky as the kid stepped carefully from Dean’s shoulder to Sam’s hand.

“Whoa,” Sam whispered, and the kid nearly stumbled when his hand wavered slightly in midair. He steadied it, his second hand coming up for support, cupping around the first. “S-sorry about that… This is out of this world…”

“You’re telling me,” his younger counterpart commented, his head tilted back to take in every detail. “Out of all the weird stuff we’ve had happen, I never expected this.” He waved at Sam, his gesture wide to try and encompass all of the hunter.

“You two kids behave,” Dean groused from the side, already forgotten in their awe of each other.

They glanced back at him, twin bitchfaces a perfect mirror despite their scale.

“I’m older than you,” the taller reminded him, a smirk on his face.

The dragon walking beyond them turned his neck to see what the big holdup was, and chirped his own addition to the argument. Cas turned as well, one hand against Dean’s forearm as he translated. “Age has nothing to do with being the little brother.”

Dean chirped insistently, and Cas let out a put-upon sigh as he was compelled to finish the statement for all to hear. “Bitch.”

The dragon stretched his legs, contentedly flexing each limb to show he was content with the amended translation.

“Shall we continue?” Cas asked the rest. “We must see if we can return to our own world before we mess up the timeline.”

The human Dean shrugged. “How much can you mess it up?” He jerked his head at Sam. “Unless I’m missin’ somethin’, he’s never been livin’ it up as a borrower, so there’s not much you can change more.”

Sam looked him up and down, unable to deny the ache he felt at seeing his older brother-- whether he was Dean from years ago or not-- returned to his humanity. “Guess not. Might mean you have a chance to keep yourself human.”

“It just means our worlds are different,” the smallest Sam piped in from his place on his counterpart’s hand. He’d sat out of the conversation until now, awed to see the dragon his brother had become from far enough back to appreciate his full size. “We can learn from each other.”

Dean rolled his eyes with a scoff and stalked off towards the other two to catch up to Dean and Cas. “Just don’t forget we need to send them back! ” he grumped over his shoulder.

“Is he always like that?” Sam asked the kid in his hand.

“Is yours? ”

Sam couldn’t hide a smirk at the comeback. It had been shot back at him without a wasted breath, exactly what he’d expect of himself. “Fair enough.” He lifted him up. “Shoulder?” he asked, genuinely curious. They might have a lot in common, but he had no idea what his preferred perch on a person would be.

It didn’t exactly come up much.

The younger Sam bobbed his head in agreement. “Shoulder’s best. Pockets are not a fun way to travel.” He wrinkled his nose in such a familiar expression, small-scale, that Sam couldn’t hide a laugh.

“You got it, kid,” he said as he held up his hand.

The sensation of tiny feet and tiny hands grabbing hold of his collar and hair for support made the hairs on the back of Sam’s neck rise up, goosebumps covering his arms. It was all made weirder to think that it was a tiny version of him there, moving the collar out of the way to carve a spot to sit next to his neck much like the kid had been sitting with Dean moments before.

“You all set?” Sam asked when the movement tapered off, waiting to start walking for when he was certain he wasn’t going to shake the guy free with his first step.

The next part that followed was just as startling. He might have seen the kid pat the alternate Dean’s neck for answer before but hadn’t expected that same motion to be used on him minutes later. Two tiny pats followed by a “You got it!” that sounded identical to his same statement seconds before this attempt. The main difference between their voices was his was deeper and reverberated more because of his size, while the smaller Sam’s was light and might drift away on an errant breeze.

With the assurance between them, Sam set off at a quicker pace than before to catch up with the others. If it wasn’t for the size of his own brother, cutting a swath through the forest, he might have lost them completely because of his distraction. The dragon lead the way and they followed.

Sam spent a moment getting settled again once his large counterpart took off in the direction of the others, working hard to avoid worrying him. He’d insisted he could do this, and he wasn’t about to admit the older man’s stride had caught him off-guard.

It was nothing like Dean’s, short and cocky and full of swagger as he walked around. Even when he ran, it was lower to the ground and done with quick economy of movement, the few times Sam had clung to his collar during a chase.

Sam’s was longer and more loping, making his shoulder bob more during each stride. Smaller Sam wondered if his own was like this. He’d never given much thought to it; at his size, he wasn’t about to have anyone riding his shoulder anytime soon. If he did, something had gone badly, badly wrong.

“Holding up alright there, pint-size?”

The voice jarred Sam from his thoughts, nearly making him lose his grip. The last thing he’d expected to hear from himself was that same nickname Dean had given him all the way back the first day they’d found each other. He blinked, gathering his thoughts.

“I’m fine!” he called up, his voice raised instinctively as his-- Sam’s-- ear was higher up than Dean’s while they were talking.

The older Sam nodded to himself, what Sam could see of his face thoughtful. “So you really lived most of your life like this? Without Dean?”

There was a bit of sadness in his voice as he asked the question, and Sam remembered hearing that this Sam had lost his dragon brother nearly right at the start, kidnapped and tortured. He put a hand of consolation on Sam’s neck again, leaving it there to show his support this time.

“It’s not like what you went through,” he reassured him. “Dean tried… he really tried… to save me back then, but dad dragged him out. And once I knew it was him, and more importantly, he knew it was me, he instantly did his best to fix what he could. Neither of us ever… dealt with what you did.”

The taller Sam frowned. “You still lost your family for that long,” he said sternly. “It’s more than anyone should have to deal with.”

Sam switched to patting his neck. “I’ve long come to terms with it. I had a family to help me through that time, and now that I’m back with Dean, he’s become a part of that family. It’s enough.”

Up ahead, the dragon had stopped in his tracks, head down to the ground. As they cleared the last group of bushes, Sam felt some of the tension relax from his shoulders.

Different universe or not, the Impala was home.

Dean was sniffing at the doors, chirping a mile-a-minute at his counterpart with Castiel’s head on a swivel trying to keep up with translating before tossing his arms in the air to get him to slow down. Dean’s human counterpart was leaning against the driver’s side door with a smug grin on his face.

“Put her back together myself,” he said smugly in response to the last statement before the Sams arrived. “Some sprites blasted the front off a while back, and when I was working with her I installed the panic room for Sammy.”

Sam came up to the side just in time for Dean to open the door wide to show off what he could. The dragon couldn’t quite get low enough to peer in, but Cas knelt down and let out an impressed whistle. Sam peeked over their heads, spotting a metal case built in directly under the driver’s seat.

“It’s mine,” the smaller Sam explained when he saw his counterpart’s interest. “I don’t need Dean to get in and out of the Impala, and it’s a strong enough room that breaking in is either impossible or will take too much time. I can get out first.”

Sam pursed his lips, equally impressed. “Inventive,” he admitted.

This served to make Dean even more smug. He slammed the door closed and strolled slowly past the others to the trunk. “You’ve got it,” he said.

Sam held up his hand to his shoulder, letting his tiny counterpart get into his hand. “So, you have a way to send us back to our world?” he asked curiously.

“Believe it or not, we’ve dealt with this a few times before,” Sam piped up from his hand. “The only change in the spell we need is blood from one of you to tell it what universe to point the doorway at. The rest will take care of itself.”

“That means, whatever you were doing when you were there, you better be ready for the second you step through,” Dean warned as he gathered up the supplies. “We can’t control that part here.”

Sam nodded in understanding and let his small self onto the roof of the Impala to survey their preparations from a higher perch. With Dean moving about so quickly, it seemed an easier option.

The smaller Sam immediately set off towards the trunk, hitching up his satchel. Dragon Dean watched, his green eyes carefully focused on the incredibly small person he was watching, still unable to believe that people could live at that size. His own brief excursion when shrunken had been quite enough, and nothing he wanted to repeat. Shrinking had taken away the natural body armor his body possessed, making his skin too thin to keep animal claws from dealing damage and even too weak to withstand his natural fire.

Dean straightened, a book held in hand. “Everyone ready?” he asked gruffly.

“Be ready to offer up your blood when Dean tells you!” Sam called from his spot on the Impala.

“And stay close together,” Dean warned. “We’ve only tried this on one person at a time before.”

The older Sam nodded. “Got it.” He pulled out his silver knife and held it at the ready.

The words Dean spoke blended into each other as he incanted. Sam normally had a great memory for Latin, but there was something about this spell that made them slip right out of his mind as they were spoken. Maybe the way it focused right around him and the other two.

Dean lowered his long, sinuous neck down, his shoulders hunched forward as he tried to stick as close to his brother and partner as he could. Castiel put a reassuring hand on his eye ridge.

The air around them swirled into a twister, encompassing all three.

“NOW!” Sam shouted from the Impala, and the other Sam wasted no time slicing his palm open.

The air ripped around them into a reassuring green and blue aura and Sam felt the worry leave him. This was right.

He gave one last wave to the strange Winchester pair they’d found, then leapt into the vortex, Cas and Dean close at his heel.

The air swirled shut and the dust fell to the ground. Dean sighed, wiping his brow. “What are we, Grand Central Station?” he griped.

Sam smiled as he looked at the deep furrows in the ground where the dragon version of his brother had stood. “I don’t know, they weren’t so bad,” he said. “Got to see me at the right size, after all.”

Dean puffed up his chest. “I’d make a pretty badass dragon,” he said as he offered Sam a path to his shoulder with his hand.

Sam rolled his eyes. “So long as no knights in shining armor try to rescue any princesses from you,” he said dryly.

“Rescue from me? All the ladies love me!”

FIN

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