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bluejayblueskies · 4 months

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Bookbinding Year in Review

I bound a lot of books this year, so I thought I'd do a quick little recap of my progress as a binder! Starting off with some stats for 2023:

Total books bound: 68 Total words bound: 1,428,472 Average words per book: 21,007 Total books gifted: 44

I bound a lot of short fics this year, most notably as part of Binderary, a bookbinding marathon event hosted by the Renegade Publishing server in February. I aimed to bind a book a day, specifically binding shorter fics in the pamphlet style--a single signature sewn to a cardstock cover. I hit that and beyond, binding a total of 36 books for the event! I plan to do Binderary again this year, though my project for it is a surprise ✨

(The observant will notice that there are fewer than 36 books in this picture--I finished up a few more after this photo was taken!)

Other events I bound for this year included:

For a total of 54 books bound for an event! That's ~80% of the total amount of books I bound this year!

My top fandom was unsurprisingly Malevolent, coming in at 53 fics. The Magnus Archives was a close runner-up at 8 fics. The other seven fics bound were in the 9-1-1 and Hello From the Hallowoods fandoms, as well as some journals.

I'm really happy with my progress as a binder this year! I participated in a lot of events, gifted many books, got some fun new equipment, rebound my first ever bound book, and generally grew a lot as an artist. My favorite books from this year have to be this set of two volumes I did for @phynoma's work the lust of the flesh, the lust of the eyes, and the ambition of the world for the Rusty Quill Big Bang:

The embroidery was very much a labor of love, and I'm so happy with how they turned out!!

I also loved collaborating with visual artists in various ways, including working with @kahtiihma to commission artwork from @shadow0haven for her fic Repetition//Retention and incorporating over a hundred pieces of artwork from @captaincravatthecapricious and @genderfluid-druid in my bind of @organchordsandlightning's fic formaldehyde.

I plan to do some more collaboration with artists in 2024, as well as many more gifts and author copies, so stay tuned for that!!

Some other statistics below the cut, for those interested:

Books bound per binding style

Books bound per size

Top 10 Authors Bound, sorted by number of books (duplicate copies included)

With_the_Wolves (12 books)

Croik (8 books)

SupposedToBeWriting (8 books)

Kahti (7 books)

PrettyArbitrary (5 books)

shadow0haven (5 books)

AlexanderPeterson (4 books)

AnonymousSong (3 books)

arthureameslove (3 books)

bluejayblueskies (that's me!) (3 books)

#bookbinding #fanbinding #jay's bound books #year in review

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space-blue · 4 months

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People i'd like to get to know better

Was tagged by both @count-doodoo and @rochenn thanks a lot to both of yous! Not sure how much you'll learn, but here we goooo:

favorite color: Blue. I mean… nobody should be shocked by that.

last movie/show:

Last movie was Rebel Moon. A lukewarm disappointment.

Last Tv show is Slow Horses season 3. I looooove that show. I'm not usually one for spy stuff, but the hard british realism and fail-cringe sarcastic humour is just immaculate. Also watching Gary Oldman slurring on his minions all day long only to turn on a dime and become a blood thirsty monster the instant someone harms one of his joes is just. mwah. Chef kiss. It's also a very skillful adaptation, though I can't recommend the books to just anyone. They're fairly hard to read and deeply british.

It even has a banger by Mick Jagger as opening credits :

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last song: Well, I'm writing to BG3's OST. Last single song I listened to before that was OVERWERK's Night Shift from my electronica playlist.

sweet/savory/spicy: I'm big on all 3. I really enjoy spice, but I could not pick a favourite. I definitely have a sweet tooth, but I indulge more on savoury dishes.

relationship status: Single for years and happy that way. Definitely identifying aroace and living it.

last thing googled: Just me checking a word for a fic (it's heat stroke, not sun stroke).

current obsession: BG3, I think that is pretty obvious too x'D I don't think I'm suffering from brain rot from it, but I'm definitely spending an unholy amount of time playing it and engaging with it online.

no pressure tags: @i-got-no-bones @ele-millennial-weirdo @spicedrobot @shadow0haven and @pinkytoothlesso11

#tag game #thanks for tagging me!#Youtube

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a-mag-a-day · 1 year

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And with that, we finish our journey for now, listening to The Magnus Archives, one episode per day

Thank you everyone so so much for joining us in the insane and awesome ride, this would not have happened without your support <3

This blog will remain an archive of all the art and the content shared each day for future listeners to use to find specific episode art, hopefully it'll serve this purpose well

What's next? Who knows! Perhaps we will do another relisten again at some point, perhaps we'll wait until The Magnus Protocol will come out, perhaps we'll host other events. For now we will take a much needed break and let time decide for us what will happen in the future

Thank you again to everyone who participated, to all those wonderful daily commentators, artists and writers, to all those meme creators, to all those who diligently tagged us in relevant posts, to all those first time listeners, to all those blogs who tagged art by episode and helped me immensely in finding episode art (most of you won't see this but I appreciate you), to The Magnus Archives, a podcast distributed by Rusty Quill and especially to @artificialdaydreamer and @shadow0haven for helping me mod this enormous project and were my endless support through thick and thin, I love you so much 🥺

Have a lovely day!

#a mag a day #tma #the magnus archives #mod ashes #its been real <3 #general posts #opening post

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malevolenttarotzine · 10 days

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💛 Moderator Spotlight 💛

Our next announcement is for @shadow0haven 💛 Amai is our graphics moderator as well as doing a card and merch design!

#malevolent #malevolent podcast #fanzine #zine #contributor spotlight #moderator spotlight

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falloutcoys · 3 months

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WIP Tag Game

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Tag as many people as you have WIPs!

stole this from @shadow0haven because i wanted to do it lol

wbg

college mattkey

before the road gets cold

just two besties making out on the couch no homo

tlt

a dark universe

malevolent

the cat john butcher fic

trying to work a case but parker is a slut

j/p/a smut but I transed their genders

kiy pet au (published wip)

a brand-new life (my golden second try) (published wip)

i dont know if i can tag that many people fdsjhkjh but i'll leave an open tag :)

#tag game #my posts #im not including snippets i havent decided on expanding even tho theyre in wip folders

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mxwhore · 1 year

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My entry for @shadow0haven 's event "Plushies for the Archivist"! There he is indulging his sweet baby Amyas in somewhere else ♡

#i was gonma do a continuation with martins reaction but then i burned my hamd with hot water and everything sucks lmaooo #tma #jonathan sims #amyas blackwood sims #tessart #tma somewhere else

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organchordsandlightning · 7 months

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a brief little thing I (belatedly) wrote to celebrate @shadow0haven's birthday! I know amai likes creechures so I wrote some little creechur fluff set something around S2! happy birthday, friend!

“Weren’t we just in a desert?” Arthur demanded, his teeth chattering. “How the hell is it suddenly this cold?”

Arthur, I don’t think rules from your world apply here. There’s places we could rest until this storm is over. Why don’t we –

Maybe it was John’s use of ‘your world’ that put Arthur on edge. Maybe he was in a contrarian mood. Maybe John’s new form was a constant reminder that, oh, yes, John used to be a part of something grander and terrible, and any semblance of a normal life for Arthur had ended the second he picked up that book.

“I’m f-fine,” he insisted. He grabbed the ends of his coat and pulled them tighter around his chest, trudging through the snow. Arthur swore the drifts were growing deeper, up to his calves from his ankles, and it slowed him down considerably. “Just t-t-t-tell me which direction to head. This way, you said, yeah?”

I…

Something furry and fibrous from John flicked out, cuffing the top of his head inadvertently. “Watch it!” Arthur barked. “Christ, can’t you keep ahold of yourself?”

I couldn’t see. Sorry.

“What, are your eyes at the end of those…” Arthur hadn’t asked John for a description of himself. John hadn’t seemed willing to give one, but the occasional brushes as he walked along didn’t promise anything mundane. All Arthur really knew was that John was massive, though whether he slithered, walked, or hopped along like a fucking Pogo stick was beyond Arthur’s grasp. The snow was blowing too hard for that. “Things?” He accused, frustrated.

Yeah, Arthur. What do you want me to do about it?

Arthur wanted to tell him where he could stick it, that might help, but a particularly cold flurry momentarily froze him in his place. He hadn’t felt his face for what felt like hours,. Though John’s temporary vacation from his mind had given him his hand back… well, what good was it when he couldn’t feel either of his hands? Arthur clapped them together, blew into them for warmth, and realized miserably that the very air inside his lungs was freezing.

I can’t see where we’re going. It’s blizzarding, Arthur. You need to stop.

“What do you mean, you can’t see where we’re going? You said the mountains were this way –”

You’ve been listing to the right.

“Because it’s fucking cold!” Arthur shouted, and perhaps he shouldn’t have, but the only thing boiling hot in him was his fucking temper. Might as well make use of it. Survived the forest, survived the desert, only to freeze to death. Perhaps the King would flit by and mount Arthur’s head on his wall – or John’s, whatever creature he’d become in the Dreamlands. “Because it’s fucking cold, and I’m tired, and I’m… I don’t…”

Too cold to cry. Far too cold to cry. He thought his eyes might have been freezing over; certainly when he blinked, he felt the ice from his lashes sting his sockets.

There’s a snow drift over here. Again, John’s tendril passed over his head, guiding it to the right. It’ll provide some shelter from the wind.

“It’s not the wind that’ll kill me, John. Is there anything we can do to, to start a fire? Something?”

No. I think the snow’s too deep for that, and I don’t see anything for kindling. But… I might be able to help with the cold.

The ground shuddered underneath Arthur’s feet. With a jolt, Arthur realized that – whatever form John took now – he had just sat down, the mass of him enough to shake the earth. It’d been a long time since he’d been afraid of John, but there was a certain intimidation involved. After all, John hadn’t had a body for quite a long while, God only knew if he remembered how fragile human ones could be.

Something furry brushed along Arthur’s chest, followed by the slightest of weight. It felt like…

It felt like a paw. Four massive claw-tips pressed against his shirt, enough to break through the cotton but not the skin. Even with the blizzard around him, heat radiated from the skin of his paw-pads, the whiplash almost painful.

“What are you, some giant lion?”

What’s a lion? Something decidedly non-mammalian flicked against his shoulder, and Arthur decided against questioning further. Perhaps it was best not to know, given the creatures they’d faced before.

The reminder that warmth did exist in the world was not a very good incentive for Arthur to keep walking. Equally unpleasant was the idea of stopping, of spending a single second longer here than he really had to. All he wanted was to get home, god damn it, and the despair of it turned his limbs to lead.

“No chance I could just ride you?” Arthur asked half-hearted.

Uh… there’s, uh. Spines. I think they might be poisonous. John considered. I could pick you up in my teeth –

“Alright, where’s the drift?”

It wasn’t far; Christ, he was grateful for that. He swore the blizzard got worse as he stood, waiting for John to clear out what he could. While he did, he tried to keep an ear out for John’s movements – but the swoosh of John clearing away snow was almost imperceptible from the roars of the snow. Icy crystals embedded into his skin. Given the nature of the Dreamlands, Arthur couldn’t be sure that they weren’t. Maybe he was slowly dying, microscopic cuts from the inside bleeding him dry. A cheerful thought.

Okay, John rumbled, trundling up next to him. I think that’s all I can do. C’mon.

“Right.”

Even if it wasn’t much warmer, a break from the wind was more than welcome. Arthur curled his knees up to his chest. If he could seek out an ounce of heat from his body, anywhere… but even his bones seemed frozen solid. His teeth chattered while he ducked his head to his chest, cowering in the cold.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. The ground trembled next to him as John grew closer. Christ, whatever John was, Arthur hoped he wasn’t about to be pulverized. That’d be an ignoble way to die, though quicker than the fucking ice!

With a sigh that whistled in the back of his mind, John startled to settle. Arthur became aware of warmth radiating out towards him, almost tantalizingly close, before –

John squished him. A bit.

He didn’t think it was intentional, and didn’t raise much more than an ooph of alarm as something furry and solid knocked against his back. Arthur fell forward onto fur-covered ground – no, no, that was a paw. Arthur’s hands darted around, trying to see where he was, and he could feel the horrific curve of John’s sharpened claws peeking through the fur. Christ, the paw was nearly as big as he was, so what did that mean for…?

Will you stop moving? John growled, frustrated. If I break all of your fucking bones, it’ll be your fault.

“What are you –?”

There really was a good deal of panicked uncertainty, not being able to see any of this. He tried, indeed, not to move until John settled, until a small weight came to rest on his head. Arthur reached up in curiosity, fingers passing through his fur, until he came across – eugh. What was –?

Get your hand out of my mouth, Arthur.

“Right. Sorry.” Arthur wiped his hand off on the front of his shirt. Gingerly, John curled his paw and moved Arthur with it. For his part, Arthur tried to cooperate in a way that wouldn’t get him inadvertently speared because John had had claws for all of a few hours. “This – this would be a lot easier if I knew what you’d looked like, you know. I understand, if you don’t want to tell me, but…”

He reached out, touching fur… and kept going. Jesus, how much fur did John actually have? He could lose himself up to his elbow and still didn’t meet skin. Eventually, the paw retreated, and Arthur was practically buffeted against –

Oh. Oh, he could hear John’s heartbeat, just faintly, ringing through… yes, Arthur fancied that he was pressed somewhere against John’s chest, with John curled up around him.

(He tried not to think of the stray cat on the fire escape, the one he and Parker fed from time to time. How they’d come out one day to see her curled up around a litter of kittens, their little faces peeking out from her long, soft fur. Hell, he’d agree with the kittens on one thing - it beat freezing to death.)

As far as I can tell, I have the body of a lion. My tail is… it’s long, Arthur. There’s a poison stinger at the end of it, dripping poison. I’m not going to hit you with it.

“Much obliged for that.”

And… like I said, spines up and down my back. I have the face of a –

“A person?”

How did you know?

“Well,” Arthur said. His frigid bones were beginning to melt – already, the blizzard seemed so far away, the screaming winds so distant as not to matter. “It sounds like you’re describing a manticore. Tell me, have you got… wings, of some kind? Christ, could you fly?” This journey would get much easier if John could fly.

Uh… no? Oh, excellent. Arthur always loved when John acted like he was going mad. It’s just… tendrils. Lots of tendrils, some with pointed edges, others with… eyes. I won’t hit you with those, either.

“Eugh. Much obliged.”

Able to get himself comfortable, Arthur stretched out. He could still hear John’s heartbeat, thumping reassuringly against his ear, and with the soft warmth of his fur, the solidity of his paw underneath his head… god, when was the last time he’d gotten to sleep somewhere at all comfortable? Nevermind a bed, a bed was too much to wish for. Just somewhere warm, like this.

“What’s your face look like?” He asked curiously. “If you’ve got the face of a person.”

I don’t know. I can’t… see my own face, no matter what I do. And you’re…

Blind, yes. That made things difficult. “Well,” Arthur offered cheerfully, feeling peculiarly optimistic. It was good to have things to look forward to, amidst hell. At the very least it distracted the mind. “Soon as we get out of this storm, we’ll find a… a lake or something, you can look in. Even if this is all temporary, be good to actually put a face to you.”

Do you think it’ll be mine? Or… the King’s?

“I don’t think we’ll know until we see it, do we? See if it feels like yours.”

Alright. John sounded more cautious than excited, but such as it was. You should get some rest, Arthur. I don’t know how long this storm will last, but it might be good to take advantage of the opportunity. I’ll wake you up when it stops.

That was sound strategy. When he’d first come over to the Dreamlands, the idea of sleeping here had been unfathomable… until, of course, he grew tired. Now he’d take anywhere that wouldn’t kill him as he slept.

He had no guarantees, here. Other than the big manticore tendril creature keeping watch over him. Hard to know if he could trust John here, given all that had happened, given all that they’d discovered John was…

But if he had to trust somebody, then he chose to trust John.

(At the very least, if John wanted to kill him in his sleep, he’d had plenty of opportunities before all this.)

Arthur finally let the last muscle in his back relax. The curve of John’s claws rested on his head, but he didn’t flinch.

Sleep well, Arthur, John rumbled, the noise coming from deep within his chest.

An absolutely mad place to sleep… but he was tired, and John was warm, and the fur enrobed him so completely. He could hear John’s breathing around him, he could hear the thump of John’s insistent heartbeat, and before Arthur could decide whether or not to give in and fall under, he drifted off.

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shadow0haven · 2 months

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John hasn't known peace since Arthur figured out that the heart candies fit perfectly between his horns... Happy Valentines!

ID below cut

[ID: A painting of small creature John. He's depicted as a mostly amorphous blob with a vague animal shape with ripples of smoke around him, four small horns, bright gold eyes and marble like markings, with his left large horn being broken off. John looks slightly disgruntled and annoyed. On his head is a pink candy sweetheart with "You & Me" in red on it. It fits perfectly between all of his horns. /End ID]

#malevolent #malevolent podcast #john doe #john doe malevolent #blob john #shadow0haven #shadowhaven #doodle #valentines day #digital art

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foxtrotsicrra · 7 months

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KINGSLAYER.

Having recently lost his daughter and his eyesight, private investigator Arthur Lester reluctantly turns to a VR video game set in the fantastical world of Carcosa to keep his skills sharp as he recovers. Arthur is given a shapeshifting, familiar-like companion AI named John, but as the two progress towards defeating a seemingly undefeatable boss known as the Yellow King, it becomes increasingly obvious that John is not what he claims to be. Pit against eldritch monstrosities like the wraithmother, a ruthless player-killer who calls himself the Butcher, and mysterious figures who seem to know more about John’s origins than he does, the two develop a fire-forged friendship in order to keep each other safe — and ultimately, take on the Kingslayer event.

Read it on AO3!

This is my contribution to @malevolentbigbang for 2023! I've had the most amazing time working with the exceptionally talented @shadow0haven & @whynotlol9, as well as @borogue for beta-ing ♡ I've never done a BB before, and I gotta say, it's been a fantastic experience all around.

#malevolent #mbb2023 #foxtrotsicrra.doc #IT IS DONE.#just over 36k one chapter no gods no masters

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meowlevolentweek · 1 year

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Thank you! We love you!

A HUGE thank you to everyone who joined for Meowlevolent Week! Your art and fics have all been spectacular. Most of you were even nice to Arthur and John! Most of you.

Finale art by the multi-talented @shadow0haven <3 Check out more of their art & fic on their profile (seriously take a look, they're very good)!

#meowlevolent #meowlevolent week 2023 #malevolent #Y'ALL ARE SO COOL AND TALENTED AND CREATIVE #WHAT A FUN FUCKIN WEEK THIS HAS BEEN #Amai shared this drawing days ago and I've kept going back and looking at it cuz it's so dang cute and now y'all get to see it too #truly though especially check out their fics cuz they're super fucking good

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samglyph · 3 months

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Ghost Hunter AU Part 2/2

For @malevolent-monthly , IDs in alt text by @shadow0haven

Thanks for reading ;)

Tip Jar and Commissions

#my art #malevolent monthly #fanart #malevolent fanart #fan art #malevolent #malevolent podcast #arthur lester #parker yang #parker malevolent #John doe #on a technicality #no one tell me how cameras work I DONT CARE #there were so many people yesterday tagging #oh Parkers so cute I love Parker I can’t wait to see more Parker. can we get an f in the chat #I won’t apologize but I’m sorry for leading to you believe that this was purely fluff lmao #anyway I spent so much time on this please clap #violence cw #blood cw

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bluejayblueskies · 7 months

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Song Number Three | shadow0haven

[ID: Three photos of two hand-bound books. In the first, one book--which is approximately a quarter of the size of the other--is stacked atop the other book. The spines are facing the viewer. The binding style is exposed-spine coptic, and the folded edges of the paper are exposed as well as the stitching. The stitching is half green and half yellow on the bottom book, as if the book has been cut in half vertically. This stitching matches the bookcloth on the covers, which is green with mushrooms on the green stitching side and yellow with bees on the yellow stitching side. Paper wraps around the covers with the title, Song Number Three, and the author name, shadow0haven, on them as well as green and yellow patterns. On the top book, the stitching is a dark green and the cover material is maroon with a tree root pattern on it. There is a silver, maroon, and green braided bookmark sewn to the top with a bronze bead at the end of it.

In the second photo, just the bottom book is shown, standing upright with the spine facing the viewer. In this position, we can see that it is a tete-beche binding, with one cover right-side up and the other upside-down so the book can be flipped over and read from both directions. In the third photo, just the top book is seen, standing upright with the spine facing the viewer. /End ID]

I had the pleasure of binding Amai (@shadow0haven)'s fic Song Number Three for the 2023 @malevolentbigbang event! It's a separate-bodies omegaverse AU where John undergoes a type change from beta to omega, and I wanted to represent that in my bind, so I decided to do a tete-beche binding with two different typesets and cover designs for the story, placed back-to-back in the same book. You can read it, then flip it over and read it again from the other direction!

The designs for the two sides of the book are inspired by the scents for betas and omegas, which feature in the fic. Betas are described as having a grassy, earthen scent, while omegas have a sweeter scent, like vanilla and orange. Alphas additionally have heavier scents, like spices or oak, which is what the additional mini bind of the fic is inspired by! I wanted to complete he trio, so I did another bind of the fic in a smaller size that fits in the palm of your hand.

In addition to the visual design, there's a component to these books that doesn't photograph: they're scented! I mixed essential oils into the glue used to construct each side's coverboard--orange and vanilla for the omega side with the honeybee fabric and moss and dirt for the beta side with the mushroom fabric. The alpha book has spice and teakwood scents infused into it. I was really excited to experiment with scented books (as strange as they may sound), and I'm very happy with how they turned out! The scents are subtle enough not to be overpowering, but they're very much present and distinctive.

More information about the bind and photos of the typeset beneath the cut!

Each typeset is designed so that it is distinctive from the others but with certain shared elements to tie the three versions of the story together. Each title page of the tete-beche book uses the same two fonts in different combinations, and the petite book borrows certain fonts from the tete-beche book while also introducing new ones.

Each set of images has, in order from left to right, the omega typeset, the beta typeset, and the alpha typeset.

[ID: Three photos, each of which shows a different style of title page from a hand-bound book. All three title pages have the title, Song Number Three, and the author name, shadow0haven, on the righthand side of the righthand page. In the first picture, the title is in a sans serif font and the author name is in a script font, and there is a watercolor image of oranges on the lefthand side of the page. In the second picture, the title is in the same script font as the first picture and the author name is in the same sans serif font as the first picture. There is a watercolor image of ivy on the lefthand side of the page. In the third picture, the title is in a sans serif font with extra lines along some of the letters and the author name is in the same script font as the first image. There is a watercolor image of an oak tree on the bottom lefthand side of the page. /End ID]

The summary pages are also similar, with the same body font used for the summary (and the rest of the typeset) and different images used for each typeset.

[ID: Three photos, each of which shows a different style of colophon page on the left and summary page on the right from a hand-bound book. All three colophon pages have copyright information about the fic and the publisher, Blue Skies Books, as well as a description of which fonts were used in the bind and where photos were sourced from. All three summary pages have the same summary of the fic on them in the same font. In the first picture, there is additionally a watercolor image of a vanilla flower on the summary page. In the second picture, there is additionally a watercolor image of a mossy rock on the summary page. In the third picture, there is additionally a watercolor image of oranges, cinnamon, and star anise on the summary page. /End ID]

I wanted a washed-out watercolor vibe for all of the images, and I'm really happy with how they turned out!

[ID: Three photos, each of which shows a different style of chapter header page from a hand-bound book. All three chapter header pages have the same text from the beginning of chapter two in the same font, the word 'Two' at the top of the page in differing fonts, and drop caps at the beginning of the chapter in fonts that match the font that the word 'Two' is in. In the first picture, the word 'Two' is in a sans serif font and there is a watercolor image of oranges in the top left. In the second picture, the word 'Two' is in a script font and there is a watercolor image of ivy in the top left. In the third picture, the word 'Two' is in a sans serif font with extra lines around parts of the letters and there is a watercolor image of an oak tree branch with acorns on it in the top left. /End ID]

The fonts used are:

Body: Perpetua

Titles: Raspberry Brush, Aura, Neon Magic

And most images are sourced from rawpixel and are public domain or creative commons.

Finally, here are some face-on images of the covers for the tete-beche book. The title and author are printed on a piece of cardstock, which was then wrapped around the cover and glued together on the inside. I wanted a way to put the title and author on the cover of the book without directly committing it to the bookcloth, which consists of two very busy patterns, and I like the look of this! And they're removable should one desire to remove them and just have the bare book covers.

[ID: Two pictures of the double-sided book, each of which shows a different cover. The first shows the cover bound in green mushroom bookcloth with a strip of paper across the middle that has the title, 'Song Number Three,' in a sans serif font, the author name, 'shadow0haven,' in a script font, and a green floral pattern. The second shows the cover bound in yellow bee bookcloth with a strip of paper across the middle that has the title, 'Song Number Three,' in a script font, the author name, 'shadow0haven,' in a sans serif font, and a yellow flower-like pattern. /End ID]

#mbb2023 #malevolent big bang 2023 #malevolent #malevolent podcast #bookbinding #fanbinding #jay's bound books

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