Got a cosplay idea but the character has lots of arm (or leg) tattoos? Don’t feel like painting on yourself with body paints or hunting down that horrendously expensive temporary tattoo paper? Here’s a quick tutorial for making tattoo sleeves using nylons and sharpie markers!
Upsides:
– Supplies are cheap! You may even have many or all the supplies you need right at home.
– Quick and not very messy! No paint is involved, and sharpie marker dries instantly.
– Easy! Great artistic skill not required.
– They move with your skin! People have legit thought these were real tattoos. From a distance, yes, but I had guys at cons with actual ink on their arms come over to compliment on my full (fake) sleeves.
– You get to eat pringles! More on that later.
Downsides:
– They are delicate. Nylons get holes in them super easy and forearms run into stuff, lean against things, and generally make it hard for the sleeves to survive. But if you only need them for a weekend, that’s ok.
– I haven’t experimented too much, but unfortunately this technique probably doesn’t work for wearers with darker skin tones. Sharpie ink is transparent, so any color it rests on just multiplies and the tattoo won’t show up very well. You’ll want to go the fabric paint or body paint route to get the best bold, bright tats.
– Can’t do white sections, because sharpie ink is transparent and doesn’t come in white. I leave them blank and they read OK, but the white areas will always be pink, tan, brown, etc. unless you dab in a little fabric paint, which will not be covered in this tutorial.
– Sharpie is supposed to be permanent marker, but on skin…it’s not. The ink will most likely wear off onto adjacent clothes. Not that big of a deal for me, as I tend to wear my tats with white shirts that can be bleached, but other shirts may not survive as well.
OK, let’s go! Here are your supplies:
You’ll need a pair of nylons, scissors, tape, a set of sharpies, your designs printed out on 8.5 x 11 paper, some bracelets, and a can of Pringles. You can use any design you want, of course, but Here is the link to these fine Newt Kaiju tattoo designs.
If your nylons have an undies part, cut the legs off and wear the undies on your head for the rest of the tutorial, if desired. Put the legs on your arm like so, and cut the toes off so you can slip your hand through. You can cut some of the top of the sleeve off as well, but don’t cut too much because you can’t put it back on if your sleeves are too short.
Here are my creepy sleeves. Now for the pringles.
Tape your design template to the Pringles can. It doesn’t reach all the way around but eh. The Pringles can gives you a nice stable surface to draw on that is roughly the shape and size of an arm. It’s a little short, so just roll up the rest of the nylon above the workspace and adjust both template and nylon down when you get to working on that part of the sleeve.
Color with the markers! I recommend doing the colored areas first and then doing the black outlines on top of it, to avoid the black ink contaminating the ink pads of the lighter markers. Remember how that always happens to the yellow ones? Eww. Nylons are thin and slide around a bit, so it’s best to use short strokes and dotting to get the ink on.
Take the template off the Pringles tube, flip the paper to the blank side and put it back on again. The paper collects the extra ink, so it’s hard to see any missed spots. Now you can see any bits you may have missed. Fill them in for completion. Also, the paper doesn’t manage to wrap all the way around the Pringles can, so now is the time to free-hand a bit of the design where the template doesn’t reach. For Newt tattoos, that’s the back of the arm.
When you’re all done coloring, put them on!
There’s a rough end to the tattoo right at the wrist, of course. Disguise where the sleeve ends and your skin begins with some pretty bracelets:
There we are, much better!
Now…you’re done! Have some Pringles!
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This is cool, and also a pretty good way to see if a sleeve tattoo idea would look good in real life too. I like this!
Clever people!
Albert grunted. “Do you know what happens to lads who ask too many questions?”
Mort thought for a moment.
“No,” he said eventually, “what?”
There was silence.
Then Albert straightened up and said, “Damned if I know. Probably they get answers, and serve ‘em right.
oh man oh man i am so ready to see when jack introduces bitty to the entire providence team and they invite him to skate with them and he skates fucking spinorama CIRCLES around professional hockey players and when they actually get to playing hockey they realize that fuck he’s actually pretty fucking good for an amateur and he’s putting them to shame with his speed and *clap on shoulder* “you did good, zimmermann” and jack KNOWS, he KNOWS oh man i’m so ready
★ Inchell’s illustration for the Year Two Kickstarter print set! It gets the award for Most Adorable And Accurate Portrayal of the OMGCP Cast ever. Go check out her stuff!
Ransom’s so high strung and Nursey values chill; even though they occasionally share eyerolls over White Nonsense, Nursey honestly wants to be more like Holster–smiling, obviously enjoying himself, confident in his weird interests and strident in his niche opinions. Ransom cares too obviously for Nursey’s comfort.
Dex sees Ransom having a panic attack under a table and crawls in beside him, knees tucked up to his chest. Ransom looks at him. “If I don’t ace this class my parents will be so disappointed in me.”
I mean, I love the idea of a whole gaggle of lanky red heads making Dex crazy and teasing him about his boyfriend (And literally everything)… But!
If he’s a foster kid, his focus and his temper, his skills at fixing everything… It all becomes something about proving himself, about being useful so his family will keep him.
Even after he’s adopted (I can’t stomach the idea that he didn’t) he’s so afraid of losing what he’s got. He’ll fight to keep them, he’ll fight to be so good that they’ll never regret him.
Eventually, he settles in, his parents and siblings reassure him he’s theirs until it sinks in, but, that drive to being doesn’t really go away. Neither does the anxiety.
I like to think finding hockey, finding the SMH in particular, helps. The family of choice atmosphere of acceptance and belonging smoothing out the edges of his first semester anxiety induced hair trigger temper.
His family checks in often, making sure he doesn’t have a chance to feel like they’ve forgotten him. To others, it might feel/seem like smothering, but for Dex it’s a reassurance.
Oh gosh, I could go on and on (especially if you want to get into how many families he went through/How old he was when he gets adopted/How he team reacts/How his family reacts to the team…), but I just have a lot of feelings about this.
Oh god! What if he has a biological little sister, and he refused to be separated from her, and his temper freshman year was because it’s the first time they’ve been separated!
AU WHERE EVERYTHING IS BASICALLY THE SAME EXCEPT EVERYONE IS A MONSTER.
Eric Richard Bittle is a small town witch from Georgia.
He’s not a very powerful witch, and is actually terrible at most spells. He can’t cast a charm to save his life and he almost blew up his house trying to cast a tiny pimple hex on a bully at school. His mother was a champion on a broom, but Eric can’t stay on for more than a minute or two without falling off. For a while he thinks he might have gotten too much of his human father in him, and magic isn’t made for him.
And then his mother teaches him how to bake.
Eric is a demon in the kitchen. It’s where all of his magic comes out.
He always knew his mother was a kitchen witch, but no one really ever knew how that would translate to him. Kitchen witches are typically female, but Suzanne Bittle was thrilled when she realized her son had inherited her knack for magical baked good.
Eric can bake good luck, misfortune, love spells, hexes, confidence, you name it and he can bake it, into a pie. Cookies and brownies can work as well, but they tend to have a smaller effect.
His father is a human with no magic, and head football coach for the local high school. Coach is aware that his wife is a witch, though the extent of her powers are a little nebulous to him. Eric tends not to share his own magical abilities with him.
Doesn’t matter though, because he’s headed off to college at Samwell University to play hockey with the Big Monsters Boys.
Eric comes from a pretty small community of mainly witches and humans. There was a werewolf pack that had some kids in his high school, and the odd phantom or two, but he knows Samwell is going to be a whole different ball game. There were at least five species he didn’t even recognize on the brochure alone.
“Are you sure about this?” His mom asks for the 50th time. “I read online they allow demons to attend. Demons, Dicky!”“Mom, stop.” “Okay, but make sure you have your garlic. And your silver. And the gold. And iron. And-” “MOM.” “Okay, okay!”
Samwell is an even bigger mess than Eric or his worried mother could have ever imagined. He is absolutely terrified excited.
During athletic orientation Eric ends up between two of his fellow hockey players (Ollie and Pacer, he thinks their names are), both of whom are a foot taller than him. They are both also very excitable werewolves who seem to be forming a pack right in front of him. Or around him, as he is still stuck between them.
Those two, however, are absolutely nothing compared to the rest of his team.
just moving along like everyone else 