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Hi, I hope you don't mind me asking, but seeing as you use a giant metal collar, I figured you might be able to help
Do you happen to know where to buy a good leather day collar ? I'd like to start wearing a relatively bland but large collar that I can tug on and could effectively mask as a necklace for my outfits
Cheers and thanks
Hello! I'm not sure how to balance the idea of a necklace passable collar that's also big and tug-able, that seems kind of difficult
Browse all products from Pansy Leatherwork.
COLLAR FACTORY
A custom leather collar made at the Collar Factory is not just an accessory - it's an extension of your identity, a symbo
But these are the main shops I'm familiar with, I have a Collar Factory collar which is probably my favourite one I own after the metal one (but leather just isn't for me)
I know we got some of mine off etsy, though the quality obviously will vary, there's a ton of styles which might be good so you can find one that matches your aesthetic better?
Sorry if this isn't super helpful!
Hope this is okay to publish so I can ask, does anyone else have any collar recommendations?
21. “How many more years do you think you’ll live?”
Jason Todd & Bart Allen (thank you so much for requesting this)
"You've died before," Bart says, kicking his legs against the side of the brick building they were both dangling their legs from. Bart kicks his so fast they were blurring and sinking into the brick, as if moving through air.
"So have you," Jason says and exhales like he's pushing out a puff of smoke. The cold Keystone air doesn't help much, it does look like smoke billowing from his mouth. "Why?"
Bart shrugs, but then opens his mouth and tilts his head to the side. He stares off at the horizon, where the sun had long since set. His bouncy auburn hair moves in front of his eyes. "I dunno... Well, I do," he says, his yellow eyes flicking over to Jason for only a moment as they catch the moonlight. "It kind of sucked, right? Like... It wasn't very fun."
"I couldn't tell you," he says, though he's lying. His was peaceful. More often than not he missed it more than he'd ever missed anything. But he didn't want Bart to think his death was worse because he deserved it or something. "I can say I like being back."
"Oh." Bart's brows cinch together and he tilts his head again, a light but freezing breeze blows past them and Jason pulls his leather jacket in around himself. Bart's speed kept him warm for the time being. "When do you think you'll go back?"
"What?"
"Well... How many more years do you think you'll live? I'm worried I don't have a lot left. I have all this time, but nobody to spend it with."
Jason feels floored for a moment, but quickly he grounds himself enough to speak. "I hadn't thought about it like that," he lies. "And what? You have plenty of friends."
"I have friends, yeah." Bart tilts his head from side to side before his legs stop moving suddenly and he's turning to sit cross legged on the building's ledge. He faces Jason now and he can see the stars in Bart's wide eyes. "You're one of them."
"That's good."
"But that's not what I meant." He sighs and looks down at the rough roof of the building. "I'm a speedster so I've got more time than anyone else, but the guy I love isn't. He doesn't. When he dies again he's just... uh. Gone. No speedforce absorption, no lightning rod. Just gone."
"So it's a specific person you want to spend your years with?" Jason asks and his throat feels kind of dry. "You're not talking about me," he says outloud because keeping it inside would be the cause of his second death. It's whispered on his lips.
Bart cocks his head to the side, and that frizzy hair Jason wants to stick his hands into falls in his face. "Who else would I be talking about?"
"Oh." He swallows hard. "Then... I've got as many years left as you do. I promise I'll stick around."
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Y’know, I’ve been getting your WIP lines on my dash because of a certain tag I follow. If I weren’t also a writer, I’d be mildly annoyed. Honestly, it’s a funny moment of serendipity. Can I ask to do the same? 🌹
oh my god im so sorry idk why i didn't think about this before tagging my stuff jgsgjhs I'll go through and change my tags to something slightly different today!
[send me a 🌹 and ill post a line from my WIP]
“Like,” and Roy cracks that crooked smile at Jason, his yellowed teeth poking out on one side, “maple syrup.”
- tires for the car im sharing with my sibling, they keep sliding when i try to drive up hills bc the tires are so bare
70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?
- i can see sage doing psychology research. surveys, writing, reading research... farming also perhaps. and also holding my hand while we walk down a sidewalk :]
81. Tea or coffee?
- i can only drink tea with copious amounts of sugar and coffee has to be a 1:1 ratio of coffee creamer to coffee
