#The Ivory Triangle

[oldschoolfrp]

Undead war beetle, raised from the hollowed-out body of a rezhatta or watroach (by Brom, from The City-State of Nibenay, in the Dark Sun World boxed set The Ivory Triangle for AD&D 2e, TSR, 1993)

#D&D #Dungeons & Dragons #Brom #Dark Sun #Dark Sun World #giant insect #The Ivory Triangle #The City State of Nibenay #undead war beetle #rezhatta #watroach #undead #dnd #AD&D 2e #D&D 2e #war machine #fantasy vehicle #vehicle #Dungeons and Dragons #TSR

[theoscarsproject]

The Bostonians (1984). A Boston feminist and a conservative Southern lawyer contend for the heart and mind of a beautiful and bright girl unsure of her future.

Man, I wish this was better than it was. The push-pull between warring parts of your identity as manifested in a uniquely tangled love triangle really works on paper, but unfortunately it never finds its resonance despite the very good performances of Christopher Reeve and Vanessa Redgrave. In many ways, Madeleine Potter unfortunately feels like the weak link - you never quite buy her as the magnetic presence the movie tries to sell her as, but beyond that, her moral dilemma never quite feels like one you can sink your teeth into. It's a bit of a bummer, because it feels like there's a really special movie in here somewhere, this just isn't it. 5/10.

#the bostonians #1984 #Oscars 57 #Nom: Actress #Nom: Costume #James Ivory #henry james #Ruth Prawer Jhabvala #christopher reeve #vanessa redgrave #Madeleine Potter #jessica tandy #linda hunt #romance #america #american #love triangle #suffrage #5/10

[ticktockstuck-ezodiac]

COLURICA Sign of the Offcast

COL(U)* = Ivory Sign • *RICA = Prospit + Speed

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#834: A sign for those recklessly pursuing success, not for glory but for the consoling relief that their actions matter. There's a wound in their hearts that they believe can only be filled with satisfaction and approval.

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Ivory Signs • Speedbound Signs • Prospit Signs

#TTSEZ #Ivory Caste Signs #Signs of Speed #Prospit Signs #SYM: Asymmetric #SMPL: Two #Style: Triangle

[luveline]

What about Steve with a cry baby reader? Like she cries at everything and May be Steve is telling her about something hard but also not that deep like a fight with his parents or they r discussing exes and she starts crying bc Steve didn’t deserve heartbreak

thank you for your request! —steve tells you about his relationship with his parents and gets the comfort he deserves a few years late. fem!reader. hurt/comfort ♡ 1.7k CW mentioned child neglect

Steve indulges you every now and then with old movies. You're obsessed with those musical movies from the fifties, soft colours, cool cat leading men and blunt heroines. Your very favourite are the ones with love triangles, though Steve hasn't ever thought you'd like to be entangled in one yourself. 

Entangled in him, absolutely. "That is ridiculous," you say softly, sitting entirely in his lap, an arm around his neck and another his waist. "She loves him." 

"She does." When the heroine of Young At Heart realised one of her love interests didn't have a present for the birthday party they were going to attend together, she bought one for him so he wouldn't feel embarrassed —yet she's planning on marrying the other man. "Poor Frank. He looks shocked." 

"I'd be shocked. Lucky me, you've never sprung a sudden engagement on me," you say, your fingers rubbing mindlessly into his side. Your affection is often thoughtless. You care for him like another must-do, in time and rhythm with your breathing. 

"To another girl, you mean?" he asks warmly. 

You fluster and rub your cheek against the collar of his shirt, rolled and worn from an endless day on the couch together. He should go up and shower soon before bed, only you feel right in his lap, in no way light but a weight he's happy to bear.

You're skewed sideways, your legs laying across the rest of the couch, his legs kicked up on the coffee table. He keeps trying to force himself up for a shower and you keep leaning into his front or scratching your nails from his ribs to his hip, convincing him otherwise.

"If we ever… got engaged," you begin unsurely, eyes on the television to avoid his gaze, he's sure, "would we have a nice party like that?"

"When we get engaged we'll do whatever you want. We can have a party, send out ivory invitations with eleven point four Times New Roman font. All the trimmings." 

"Eleven point four." Your eyes soften with your smile. "What do you know about invitations?" 

"My mom had tons of stupid parties. She didn't always send out invitations, but when she did, she'd have them done right. I got to lick the envelopes." 

"Lucky Stevie." 

You shift backwards so your weight is on the couch rather than Steve, your back to the armrest and your thighs over his legs rather than on top of him. He can see your face better in this new position, and it's fitting: the love interest on TV starts spouting about how beautiful the heroine is, how her face is a tribute to the heavens if there ever were one. Smiling as you are, Steve has to agree. 

"What were they like, the parties?" 

Steve bites the tip of his tongue. "Fine," he says eventually. "They were fine. They'd set up buffet tables covered in hors d'oeuvres and everyone would walk around in their cocktail dresses and tailored suits drinking champagne and whiskey." His tone lightens toward the end, a put upon theatric for you to make it sound less snotty. 

"Did you wear a suit?" you ask. 

"Button down, usually."

"Nice! I bet you looked adorable. Do you have any photos?" 

"Honestly, baby?" Steve squeezes your leg. "I was miserable, then. You don't wanna see any photographs. I was never smiling."

"What?" 

"I hated my life. All my mom cared about was making us look like a perfect family, and all my dad cared about was work. I was happier when they started taking months-long business trips to Missouri."

"What do you mean?" you ask, putting your hand against his face. It's smaller than his but still big, still encompassing as you stroke his cheek and scratchy stubble. "You… what?"

He tells you because he knows you love him. It makes a hard thing easier, being loved. "Nothing, just, things were bad. My parents didn't even really like me, you know? They bounced me between little league and swim team and basketball when I was old enough. Track, cross country running, everything. Killer sun tan every summer." 

Any trace of a smile is gone from your face. "They didn't like you? What are you talking about?" 

"I was an annoying kid," he says. "You know how I was when we first met? Imagine that and worse." 

"There was nothing wrong with you when we first met." Your lip trembles. 

"Baby," he says quickly, on an exhale, the word half love and half apology, "don't be upset. I'm sorry, it wasn't as bad as it sounds. I'm making it sound worse than it was." 

Your eyes turn glassy. It's awful, being so close he can see the tears well, collecting in the corners of your eyes. You stroke his cheek tentatively and ignore them. 

"It was fine, sweetheart, really, I had everything. They'd leave me a fucking credit card when they went away, I never had to ask for anything. They gave me a car for my fifteenth birthday… I think they thought it was my sweet sixteen." 

Your face crumples like a wet paper towel. You try to fight it but you're a heavy crier and you always have been. It shocked Steve when you first met, how quickly you can fall into tears, but it doesn't necessarily mean you're extremely upset. He can maybe fix it before you give yourself a headache if he tries. 

"I'm sorry," he says again, dotting a kiss on the meat of your thumb. "I didn't tell you so you'd feel sorry for me." 

"I do feel sorry. I feel so sorry," you say quietly. 

"Don't cry…" Steve shifts into a better sitting position as the first tear trips over your waterline. Your hand falls to his collar. Your fingertips rub his collarbone. "I was lucky, I had everything I needed." 

"You just told me your parents didn't like you, Stevie, I wouldn't call you lucky. That they went away for months– How old were you?" 

He winces. "Fifteen?" 

"You were still a kid." 

"I was old before my time." 

"No, you weren't." You sniffle. "I didn't know about that, Stevie. I didn't know about any of this, I'm so sorry."

"Why are you sorry? I never told you." 

You bring both hands up now, placed gently against his chest, talking to him with a tenderness that makes his body ache, "If you think that it didn't matter, I'm really sorry. Imagining you that young, sitting there thinking they didn't like you? That breaks my heart." You're not overly dramatic despite the tears, but you say it with conviction. "You're not supposed to feel that way." 

Steve laughs quietly. "I know that, dummy. Why're you this upset about this? It was years ago." 

"Because it happened to you," you say, pouting at him sympathetically. "I don't know. I guess I figure how heavy that must be carrying around this whole time, thinking they didn't like you and that it was your fault." 

Steve tries to say something, his mouth dry as sand, but he supposes he had said that, in a way. It is what he thought, what he thinks. If he were better, if he were more interesting, more attractive, more talented, they'd stick around. He pushed himself in every sport they'd let him play hoping he'd see his dad standing in the bleachers one day. 

"You're not annoying," you say, wiping your tears. You square your expression into a steadier set. "You're amazing. If they couldn't see it then and if they refuse to see it now, that isn't something you did, Stevie. Maybe they gave you a car and an Amex card, but what you deserved most was–" Your determination to calm down wanes as your voice turns airy and scratchy, like you're trying not to sob. "You deserved to feel cared about. 'N' I'm sorry you didn't, because I love you more than anything."

Steve pulls you in for a hug. Mostly because you need one, but it doesn't hurt to hide his face from you know. His eyes burn, his heart pounding in his throat and between his ears as his arms climb up the length of your back. He focuses on that, the feeling of his hands and his bare forearms against your soft shirt. His chin goes over your shoulder and he presses the side of his head to yours with more force than he intends. 

"Don't wind yourself up over it," he murmurs. "I know it sucks, I promise I get it, and I love that you're sorry, I love you, but it's not worth crying over. They're not worth it." 

You tuck your arms behind his shoulder. Steve indulges in your smell, the warmth of your closeness. Talking about his parents is like poking at a purple scar. It's healed for the most part, but it's far from invisible. He usually ignores it all. 

"Is it weird that I'm kind of vindicated by your, uh, reaction?" he asks under his breath, as though someone might hear him and call him out for it. "I don't want you to cry, but…" 

"I'm in your corner." You pull him impossibly closer. "I'll always be upset for you. Even if you don't think it matters anymore, that's the kind of stuff that stays with you, you know?" You kiss his hair. Twice. A third time. "Sorry, I know I always make stuff about me, crying 'n' all." 

"That's not true," he murmurs, rubbing your back. 

He hates that you're crying, but he's glad, too. Glad all that pain isn't made up. Your reaction is proof he didn't just imagine how much it hurt to always want something he couldn't quite grasp. 

"You didn't deserve that," you say. 

"I know." 

"I love you." 

He knows that too. "I love you. You gotta stop crying, okay? You need your tears for the end of the movie when he crashes his car. How are you gonna bawl your eyes out for Sinatra if you've wasted them all on me?" 

You laugh wetly. "I think I've made a wet patch in your hair." 

Steve relaxes, reassured at the sound of your laugh, precious as spun silver even doused in waterworks. "That's cool. I needed a shower anyway." 

—

thank you for reading!

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington #steve harrington fic #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington drabble #stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fanfiction #stranger things #stranger things 4

[villainousif]

Villainous

This is Rated 16+, please be aware of this before continuing

This game will contain

Blood and violence, death, manipulation, child abuse, trauma, vulgar language and implicit sexual content, suggestive mature content

Fate can be great and bad. Born into a cruel and unfair world, life was never great nor did it get better, always bringing you into a downward spiral. Death was at your door, and it was time for judgement.

Yet judgement was never casted for you lived another day but how far can you run before it consumes you whole and kills you right where you stand? How long before you pay the ultimate price for your crimes? Your fate is sealed.

SYNOPSIS

Cursed is what you've heard since you were a small child abandoned in a cruel world. What could you do but survive hopeless? The world laughed at you and threw things at you, but you were saved by mother she showed you love. All you have to do now is listen to your mother; after all, She is the only one who can wash away your sins.

DEMO FEATURES

Play a cursed MC and future villain with uncontrollable powers and an uncontrollable craving for blood.

Customizable MC: name, gender (male, female, non-binary), appearance,

Manipulate and destroy those around you play the victim

Listen to mother

5 Potential Romance Options

Survive

DEMO TBA

Main Cast

King Derek (53)

- King Derek is not present in the lives of Amalia and Amir since he is preoccupied with Kingdom matters and battles.

Mother Cordelia (44)

- The woman who adopted you and nurtured you as her own is kind and compassionate, and she appears to be rather younger for her age.

Teacher Esmerelda (60)

 - The twins’ teacher since childhood She is sweet and humble, yet she is strict and only does what she believes is proper and ideal.

More characters will be added as the story goes on + more information on them

ROs

Princess Amalia [ISFP] (23)

- A carefree and enthusiastic princess, a ray of sunshine 

- Small in height with wavy long platinum blonde hair, bright ocean blue eyes, honey complexion, and a lithe figure with dimples

- Amalia, prince Amir’s twin sister, is reckless and full of energy. She enjoys crowded areas and doesn’t mind getting her hands dirty. She spends most of her time exploring or horseback riding. She is known for her breathtaking beauty and heavenly smile, as well as her unconditional loving attitude.

Prince Amir [INFJ] (23)

- A quiet and calm prince 

- Wavy hip long platinum blonde hair, dark blue eyes, honey complexion, and a tall, mesomorph figure

- Amir, the twin brother of Princess Amalia, is the polar opposite of his sister; he is more cautious and instinctive; he prefers peaceful places and spends much of his time reading or training; and he is known for his intelligence and serene attitude, always appearing to be perfect.

Commander Erica [ENTJ] (25)

- A commander who is open-minded, intuitive, and judgmental.

- Curled medium-length black hair, bright orange eyes, dark brown complexion, inverted triangle physique, with scars all over

- Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Army Erica is a nice and laid-back person who enjoys the entertainment and has a sweet spot for cutesy things. She spends much of her time with her army or out touring; she is known for her raw strength, laid-back demeanor, and accomplishments.

Servant Caius [ESFP] (24)

- A charming and flirtatious servant

- Dark brown short curly hair tangled hair, brown eyes, tanned skin, athletic physique, medium height, and a beauty mark under his left eye

- An imperial palace servant Caius is a humorous and charming flirt who enjoys open places and people. He spends the most of his time working or chatting with strangers. He is known for his confidence and playboy tendencies. 

Wizard Wren (20)

- A prideful and arrogant wizard

- Straight long dark red hair, mismatched green and purple eyes, ivory complexion, and a slim frame low in height with an eyepatch on the left eye.

- A wizard of the Empire Wren is direct and ruthless; they prefer tiny spaces and spend the most of their time casting spells or conducting magical matters; they are known for being powerful and arrogant.

#interactive fiction #interactive story #interactive novel #dashingdon #work in progess #choose your own adventure #other ifs #if recs #if wip

[getvalentined]

Apropos of nothing at all, I present:

The Nibelheim Doom Triangle Playlist

Big Houses by Squalloscope (Lucrecia and Hojo and Shinra)

I Come With Knives by IAMX (Hojo to Lucrecia)

Labour by Paris Paloma (Lucrecia to Hojo)

Superman by Ivory Layne (Lucrecia to Grimoire Vincent no it's Grimoire)

Between by Vienna Teng (Hojo and Lucrecia)

9 Crimes by Damien Rice (Hojo and Lucrecia and Vincent)

Die Tonight Live Forever by InnerPartySystem (Hojo to Vincent)

Up In The Air by Thirty Seconds to Mars (Hojo to Sephiroth)

Black Eyes by Radical Face (Vincent to Hojo post experiments)

Castles by Of Verona (Vincent to Lucrecia postcanon)

Veins by Charlotte Martin (Vincent and Hojo and Chaos)

BONUS: Song Unsung by Eden White (Veld to Vincent post death)

All's fair in love and science!

#lucrecia crescent #professor hojo #vincent valentine #grimoire valentine #veld of the turks #jenova project #project s #vincrecia #hojo x lucrecia #lucrecia x grimoire #vinveld #final fantasy 7 #ff7 #final fantasy vii #ffvii #nashi's tunes #hojo is the only one not on the rebound #in some way #vincent is there without his partner in the Turks (his AIBOU) for reasons unexplained #lucrecia is recovering from killing the mentor she was secretly in love with #hojo is just trying to do a science #recipe for disaster #fandom ramble #technically it really is

[starry-eyed-psychopomp]

As is explained in the book, Covey names are made up of the name of a folk ballad and a color. The origins of a few of these names are explicitly stated in the book, but not all of them, so I want to try to lay out some potential origins for all of the Covey characters’ names!

Lucy Gray-Lucy Gray, poem by William Wordsworth (canon)

Barb Azure-Barbara Allen, famous folk song and child ballad 84 (canon)

Maude Ivory-Maude Clare, poem by Christina Rossetti (canon)

Clerk Carmine-Clerk Saunders, English folk song and child ballad 69

Tam Amber-Tam Lin, Scottish folktale and child ballad 39

Billy Taupe-Billy Boy, famous American folk song (likely, though Willy is a very common name in folk songs and child ballads)

Furthermore, I also want to argue that each of their names (much like Lucy Gray's) has some element of foreshadowing or relevance to their character or story!

Lucy Gray: as we know, she shares her story with the Wordsworth character: to go missing in the woods and have her true fate be forever a mystery

Barb Azure: she's a bit trickier. Barbara Allen is a soft, quiet tragedy about a “hard-hearted” girl whose lover dies, and she dies soon after so she can be buried with him. Barb Azure doesn't have much in the way of tragic romance (she and her gf seem to be the only non-toxic romance in the Covey), so I view her tragic love as not romantic, but familial. Barb seems to be the mom friend of the Covey, quiet and reserved but caring, and I think her heart broke when Lucy Gray and Billy Taupe died, one after the other. I should note that Barbara Allen's lover is named William (I told y'all it's a really common name). We don't know what happens to Barb Azure after she loses half her family and their music, but I can't imagine she ever fully recovered.

Maude Ivory: ALSO tricky. Maude Clare is about a love triangle, in which a couple is getting married and Maude, the groom's ex, stirs some shit with the bride, Nell. The groom is very inconsequential (Rossetti was a lesbian *cough cough*), so it's mainly about what the two women are fighting over. Maude proudly hands over the groom, but showcases how much he preferred her to his wife in the process. Nell professes that she has the legitimacy of marriage, and is willing to wait until he loves her back. It's unclear who really wins. I think this could be indicative of a bit of a silent "feud" (with no hatred of course) with Lucy Gray over which will become the lead singer in the Covey. Lucy Gray effectively hands it over to Maude Ivory at the end, but it's not much of a victory, as music is soon banned in District 12. But to Maude's credit, if the theory that she's Katniss's grandmother is true, she is willing to work to spread her music in secret over the coming years.

Clerk Carmine: Clerk Saunders is betrayed by his lover’s brothers after he wrongs her, eventually being killed by her youngest brother. Clerk Carmine's brother, Billy Taupe, betrays Lucy Gray by sleeping with Mayfair, and eventually the rest of the Covey reject him, including, most personally, Clerk Carmine.

Tam Amber: Tam Lin was a mysterious fae man, and Tam Amber was a mysterious baby found on the side of the road (I'm sorry but we know like nothing about this boy)

Billy Taupe: Billy Boy is a nursery rhyme about a boy who is courting a girl who is too young to leave her mother's side, much like Billy Taupe is courting Mayfair, whose father won't leave her alone. Though the nursery rhyme itself is light and fun, it has been linked to the English murder ballad "Lord Randall," in which a jealous woman poisons her husband, much like Mayfair's jealousy leads to both hers and Billy's deaths.

Tell me what y’all think! Clerk and Billy could really be a few things, but these seemed most likely. I also might’ve missed something (I wasn’t really looking for this stuff while reading) so I welcome any new info!

#my obessions always come back to old ones so... #i welcome ye personal tam lin rennaissance #headcanon that they plant a red rose and a green briar for lucy gray and barb azure after she dies #and they grow up until they can't grow any higher and they tie in a true love's knot red rose around green briar #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #the hunger games #tam lin #Barbara Allen #christina rossetti #tbosas

[verypersonalscreencaps]

Top 5 First-Time Watches of March 2023 1. Triangle Of Sadness (2022, dir. Ruben Östlund) 2. Le Lycéen (2022, dir. Christophe Honoré) 3. All The Beauty and The Bloodshed (2022, dir. Laura Poitras) 4. Mon Crime (2023, dir. François Ozon) 5. The Bostonians (1984, dir. James Ivory) "You can't be rich, and expect the rest of the world to be poor. And while you're swimming in abundance, the rest of the world is drowning in misery. That's not the way it's meant to be."

#ranking list #triangle of sadness #le lycéen #all the beauty and the bloodshed #mon crime #the bostonians #juliette binoche #isabelle huppert #vanessa redgrave #gifs:mine

[wonderfulworldofmichaelford]

Psycho Analysis: Jolene

(WARNING! This analysis contains flaming locks of auburn hair, with ivory skin and eyes of emerald GREEN!)

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene… She’s perhaps the most famous antagonist in all of music. And so who better to do the first ever audio-only villain Psycho Analysis on?

Jolene is a 1973 Dolly Parton song about the titular woman, based on a true account of a bank teller flirting with her husband (something she’s cited as to why she doesn’t like performing the song live often). In the song, Parton begs Jolene not to steal her husband away from her with her feminine whiles; stealing a man from Dolly Parton is one of the greatest sins a person could commit. But is this truly the end goal of Jolene? Is she truly some man-stealing monster, or is she something else entirely?

Motivation/Goals: In Dolly’s eyes, Jolene is the single greatest threat to her relationship, and throughout the song begs Jolene not to take her man. One might think this is Jolene’s goal, but in fact, the truth is far more perplexing: we simply don’t know what Jolene’s true motivations are. We are only receiving the extremely biased point of view of Dolly herself, and there isn’t much indication that Jolene is actually trying to steal Dolly’s man. There’s plenty of evidence that she could steal him if she wanted to, but it is easy to read this as Dolly just being overly paranoid and threatened by another beautiful woman (something her dumbass man isn’t helping by saying Jolene’s name in his sleep. Dickhead).

Evilness: So Jolene’s evilness is honestly up to interpretation. If she’s just some girl that Dolly feels insecure about for no reason other than she views her as so beautiful she could steal away her man, but is otherwise not actively trying to steal him, I’d say she’s easily a 0/10, just not really evil at all. If she actually is trying to steal Dolly’s man knowingly, though, that’s an easy 5/10; not super evil, but boy is that a dick move (though the man is at fault here too for being an unfaithful shitstain).Now, if you subscribe to one of the alternate theories of the song that paints Jolene as some sort of unholy eldritch horror, a demonic siren luring a faithful man to a dark fate as Dolly Parton begs for his freedom… well, that’s probably an 8.5/10 on the evil scale.

Final Thoughts & Score: Jolene is genuinely fascinating because we know so much about her, and yet at the same time we know so little.

The entire first verse of the song is as follows:

Your beauty is beyond compare

With flaming locks of auburn hair

With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green

Your smile is like a breath of spring

Your voice is soft like summer rain

And I cannot compete with you, Jolene

From this, we get a pretty vivid picture of what Jolene looks like and how beautiful she is, which is… odd, isn’t it? So much time is spent describing her and building her up, and then the second verse just dunks on Dolly’s man and talks about him being super unfaithful and calling out for Jolene in his sleep. So we have a sucky boyfriend/husband, we have a woman who is so gorgeous she warrants an entire verse describing how hot she is, and we have the final verse concluding with “My happiness depends on you.” Is there any sort of heterosexual explanation for this?

But that’s just one of many ways to interpret the song, and that’s what’s so great about it. “Jolene” gives you just enough information to paint a pretty solid picture, but leaves just enough ambiguity to allow you as the listener to finish painting the picture however you’d like. Maybe Jolene is a wicked man-stealing bitch; maybe Dolly’s distress is misplaced; maybe Dolly is actually in love with Jolene despite her advances towards her husband, and this is some fucked up love triangle; or perhaps Jolene is some sort of unnatural horror that preys on the weakest men, and Dolly is pleading for his salvation.

Frankly, I find it hard to see Jolene as anything but a villain considering how stressed out she’s making Dolly in the song, and with that in mind she’s about the single most iconic antagonist a song could ever have. But at the same time, there’s not really much information available for me to adequately ascertain just how evil Jolene really is; is she even a villain at all? Can I fairly score her as a villain? If I have to give Jolene a score, I’d say an 8.5/10 is solid enough. The song itself is a perfect classic, and Jolene is really brought to life with the descriptive lyrics, but it’s hard for me to totally make a judgment call on her as a person based solely on Dolly’s word (and Dolly isn’t even placing blame on Jolene, to the point it reads a lot like projection).

But my score is pretty arbitrary in this case. There are a million ways to interpret Jolene, so why don’t you all tell me what score you’d give her? Just what kind of villain do you think Jolene is, if you even think she’s evil at all?

#Psycho Analysis #Jolene #Dolly Parton #song #Youtube

[onlyyouexisthere]

can you please make a tutorial for your santa gift graphics? i'm not totally new to photoshop but i could use some help <3

Ohh okay, this will be a bit long, so bear with me, dear Anon.

I'm going to use this one as an example:

You'll need three new documents: one for creating the watercolour portrait, one for the watercolour elements in the background, and a third one for the final edit.

Let's start with the portrait. I'm using a free photoshop action for the watercolour effect, which you can download here with a complete tutorial. After using the action, you'll need to make some adjustments, but it's still faster this way. Change the blend mode of the "watercolor artist" group to screen and slightly turn down the opacity if needed to make the details more visible

In the second document, use the watercolour action the same way again to create the red elements in the background. You can download the photo I used here. I highly recommend using Unsplash, they offer plenty of free high-resolution stock photos, and unlike on Pinterest, the photographers are actually credited.

Create the third document; mine is 540x750. I used an ivory paper as a background, but it should work with a canvas texture or even a simple white/light layer. Pick whatever you like.

After you're done with the watercolour actions, paste the portrait into your third document. Adjust the size and position, then change the blend mode to multiply. Name the layer "portrait."

Next, paste the background elements too, and also change the blend mode to multiply. I changed the saturation and vibrance to make the red pop more, but it's optional. Name the layer "background elements." Now that you see everything together, you can play around with different adjustment layers, contrast, colouring, etc.

Now, open the video you'd like to use for the animation, in a separate document. I used this one, but there are other similar free videos on this website, pick what you like the most. If you want to make the process quicker, pick one that's already a high-contrast black and white.

After you've opened it, you can use the timeline to cut out the part you'd like to use, adjust the speed, etc. In this case, I just doubled the speed which you can do by clicking on that little triangle, and used the full video.

Create a video timeline in the third document. Go to Window -> Timeline -> Create Video Timeline. It's an important step, don't forget about it. Once it's done, copy and paste the video layer into the third document, and name the layer "video." Make sure the "video" layer is right above the "background elements" layer because you're going to need to create a clipping mask. You can do that by right-clicking on the "video" layer and choosing create clipping mask, or you can hold down the alt key and left-click between the two layers. When it's done, you can adjust the size of the "video" layer, rotate it, flip it, etc., depending on how you want your animation to look

After that, set the blend mode of the video layer to screen. If you've done everything correctly, you should have your animation now.

It's time to add the text. I used this font, size 16. I divided the text into 4 lines for easier adjustment of the position.

Once you're happy with the layout, create the white stripes, each on a different layer. This way, you can move them around separately if you'd like to change the position of the text. I like to make the text and stripe layers into a group so the layers are less chaotic, but you can skip this step.

The only thing left in the editing part is the invisible frame. Click on the "background elements" layer and add a layer mask. Select the brush tool, 50px, 100% hardness, and set the foreground color to black. Now, draw a line from corner to corner. Holding down the Shift key, click on one corner using the brush, then click on the next one, and repeat until you're done with all four sides. Your layers should look something like this now.

Before saving, make sure that all the layers on the timeline are the same length and start/finish at the same time.

If you're done, go to File -> Export -> Save for Web (Legacy). These are the settings I used for this particular edit, but feel free to experiment and use what you like the best.

I tried not to complicate it too much, but it's difficult to explain everything in writing, so if you have any questions, I'm always available :)

#band of brothers #tutorial #lovely anon

[lovely-oh-so-lovelyyui]

Diaboys headcanons pt ?

Laito's baby teeth were the first to fall out and kanato and ayato threw a hissy fit over it because they weren't like the same anymore. Like sure they weren't identical triplets but distinctively anyone could tell they had matching features.

Then Kanato's fell out and ayato cried for days because he felt like he was being left behind, so kanato did what any good brother does and punched him.

They showed up to laito with massive bloody grins, with matching missing teeth and new equally matching black eyes

Laito doesn't believe in fairytales and all that childish sha bang and kanato hates this. So he tells ayato to pick up a specific mushroom on his next monster hunt, this a hallucinogenic mushroom.

Kanato bakes everything and uses his familiars to create a scavenger hunt -alice in wonderland themed -for laito, where he thinks he's lost his brothers because of the mushroom kanato inserted in his breakfast. At the end of his scavenger hunt ayato and kanato our waiting for him at the tea party and told him to be mad hatter.

Laito fell asleep and when he woke up he thought it was a dream but it's one of his most precious memories from his childhood. So whilst he's out shopping in Paris and he stumbles across a fedora that looks exactly like the one ayato hands him all those years back.

Well no one has to know why it became his staple, it simply suits him

Reiji hates listening to shu play the violin it makes him physically sick, aside from this one melody that his mother would hum to the both of them when they were too young; the sound haunts him because it was the one thing his mother had shared between them equally. Yet just like most things it was better suited for his brother , no matter how hard he tried he could never find the music sheet for the song but he knew if he ever asked his brother he’d be able to answer in the blink of an eye. His pride simply wouldn’t allow him

After Beatrix’s death, normally there are maids sent to clean up the rooms and pack her stuff away. Shu broke this tradition by locking the room with his magic, so no one but him could enter

Subaru avoids long haired s/o or sacrificial brides, during his mother's episodes he'd help the maids pacify her so they could trim her nails so she couldn't scratch at herself and he would comb her long ivory strands and braid to make sure they didn't get tangled and matted

Shu likes playing indifferent to Beatrix death, but he has unconsciously trained himself to carry out specific actions the same way she did. He always ties his ties the way she did, he uses the same scented bath salts, when he practiced the violin to play at his father's gala's she would play an exact tune on the piano to introduce him every single time. To this day he always opens his pieces with the same tune.

It isn't even conscious, he simply finds routine and comfort in these things and continues to do them.

The triplets have matching moles on their hip, it looks like the Bermuda triangle

Kanato mumbles in his sleep, the only time he's ever truly sleeping was when he used to sleep with his brothers. They didn't have heartbeats but they always breathe in sync

Ayato is a little spoon

Shu really likes dog movies, like he sobs through them but like internally

Ayato was bawling when he found out about what happened to Edgar when he was a kid. He denies it though. They all met Edgar at the ball, and ayato just thought he was such a great male role model

Yuma has a really specific lilt to his voice it's like a country boy accent, but gruffer. When he's mad, fully starts screaming in "yer"

Ayato is one of those mfs who has really detailed playlists for "working out" or to hype himself up before a game. It's usually so he can imagine fake scenarios where he saves everyone and everyone loves him

You know the welcome prince Ali by will smith, it was his highest played song of the year. He would just play it and make up scenarios about him being the coolest prince ever and having grand introductions on an elephant.

Because ayato was a sports major instead of a creative, he chose to take sports science where he thought it was like explaining games and not like actual scientific stuff. And now he knows random facts.

E.g. wear red glasses before bed, because the UV rays are bad for you or something or he tried putting protein powder in everything he ingested he even tried making a blood protein shake. Once he found out you can use blood as a substitute for eggs he was unhinged. His brothers had to physically sit him down and create an intervention

Every lesson ayato asks the teacher if there's homework and gets vocally annoyed if there is

Laito took music for his creative, kanato took textiles, reiji took linguistic history, and Subaru just took art cuz he thought it'd be easy ya know.

Draw a couple of things, except he has to annotate his sketchbook (it's very emo alternative? Let's say) and research random artists and ever since Carla joined his class he wants to punt his prattish stuck up head through a wall

#diabolik lovers #diahell #anime #yui komori #anime / manga #reiji sakamaki #ayato sakamaki #shu sakamaki #hcs #diabolik lovers headcanon

[oldschoolfrp]

Crodlu-drawn chariot charges across the wasteland sands (Tom Baxa, cover for the Dark Sun World accessory The Ivory Triangle, the largest book in the boxed set by the same name, TSR, 1993)

#D&D #Dungeons & Dragons #Thomas Baxa #Tom Baxa #Dark Sun #The Ivory Triangle #Dark Sun World #crodlu #crodlu chariot #dnd #AD&D 2e #fantasy #dark fantasy #D&D 2e #chariot #Dungeons and Dragons #TSR #1990s

[ratstuckinamarble]

All right, here's a Making Of/How To for the Tater Tyke, since it's been requested.

I will try to explain everything as best as I can.

I'm sure you could use any clay, but I went with Super Sculpey specifically. An oven bake clay just gives you more control and time to work with it than air dry.

These are nine millimeters tall, so take a very small amount of clay, and form it into a smooth ball. If you want to make two, make one bigger ball and cut it in half, so you're left with about the same amount of clay for each Tater Tyke.

Now roll them, gently, against your work surface to shape them into a cylinder, but make sure the edges have a soft transition.

Don't forget to use a reference!

You'll see that he's a little thicker toward the bottom, important detail.

Next, I sculpted the mouth, for which I used this tool:

I do not what it's called, it just came with the set I have. You don't need this one specifically, the flat, somewhat pointed end is what matters. With it, I pressed the shape in to make the teeth a little 3d, and then smoothed out whatever areas lost their shape a little in the process.

Now the body is done! Onto the limbs.

Starting with the feet, take a tiny, and I do mean tiny, ball of clay. I used my fingernails to press them into triangles, where they will end up being a little bulky, so press them a bit flatter.

You should be left with something like this.

Repeat the same process for the hands, but make them slightly smaller, and rounder where the fingers would be, to form a teardrop-shape.

Now you can attach them. Apply a little liquid clay where they should go, which will function like glue. If you're using air dry clay, you can just attach them and glue them on more permanently after they've dried.

For the position, the angle is a bit difficult to explain. I put the base of the feet just slightly closer together than the tips of the teeth, and made them point outward, so they're just sitting comfortably. For the hands, I pressed them a little more firmly on where the arms would be, so that they look more natural going out from the body, and made the ends of them go outward a bit more.

And that's it for sculpting! Let them dry/ bake, and then you can move on to painting.

First, cover them in white paint as a base, because yellow is always rather translucent. But do so carefully, acrylic paint can leave texture, which would be quite noticeable at this scale.

Now, the paint colors I used are primary yellow, vermilion red, white, black, ivory and lavender.

I mixed yellow together with just a little red, to be left with a light orange. This, however, was too bright, so I added just a smidge of lavender to dull the color out a bit. This is the base color, which I fully painted the little guys in.

Then, I made a slightly lighter and darker version of this shade, by adding a little yellow or red respectively. I took my crappiest small brush and stippled these colors on somewhat randomly.

I made one even darker shade by adding just a little more red, and the lightest shade by adding ivory.

I used these colors to force/fake the lighting. Add the darkest shade on the bottom and right side of the Tater Tyke, and the lightest shade on the upper and left side. Again, stippling them on.

I also used the darker shade on the base of the feet, and then highlighted the edges of them and the hands with the lightest shade.

Like I said, yellow-ish colors like this are always rather translucent, so they blend together quite well. But if something looks too harsh, just brush some of it away with your finger, that should soften the transition.

Now, once again using the darkest shade, take your smallest detail brush and add a line right under the mouth, to make it pop more. You can also outline the limbs like this.

Here are more pictures to hopefully help you get a better idea of everything I'm trying to explain.

All that's missing now are the eyes and eyebrows.

For the eyes, I used a small dotting tool to archive that round shape more easily. I recommend trying this out on a different surface first, to get a feel for it.

If the eyes aren't perfect circles, you can push paint that juts out too far in with your fingernail, acrylic paint is pretty forgiving. Once they're dry, you can round out areas with your detail brush.

Use a smaller dotting tool for the pupils. I made them a bit cross eyed, because I noticed that in the show, and I think it looks cute. If you don't like the position of the pupils, wipe them off and let the remaining paint dry. Paint over with white again, and give it another shot.

Finally, the eyebrows. They're just a black line. Use your thin brush and reference the show. The eyebrows really influence the expression, so be careful. I recommend not placing them too high to avoid a spooked look.

That's it for painting! But we're not quite done. I covered them in a thin layer of Liquitex Matte Varnish, which really helps bring out the colors more. I painted most of them in a thin coat, let them dry for three hours, and then painted the areas I couldn't reach before.

But this varnish is never actually matte, so I also used a spray varnish (Molotov matte UV varnish). I bought it some time ago because it's the only one that seemed good that I could find for a decent price, and I like it a lot.

It dries fast and doesn't get moody depending on the temperature and humidity, and the results look great, in my experience. It leaves a very small amount of texture, which I like, because it makes my sculptures easier to photograph. My camera doesn't like to focus on anything too smooth. Im just mentioning the texture, because I'm not sure you'd want that for something like doll customisation. Especially because it can lighten colors if you add to many layers of it.

I was initially concerned about using spray varnish on something so small, but it wasn't an issue. i put the Tater Tykes on some aluminium foil outside, and put some rocks on it so it won't fly away.

Don't forget to wear protective glasses and a good mask! This stuff is toxic. That goes for any spray varnish, honestly.

And that's it! Really this time. Just let them fully dry and you've got yourself some adorable little fellas.

They took me around five hours to make, but that's mostly because I hadn't made something like them before. Figuring everything out eats up a lot of time. The process would go by quicker if I made them again.

I hope this helps if anyone is genuinely interested in making them, feel free to ask if you have questions. If you were just curious, I hope this was somewhat interesting.

On a final note, I'd just like to say that I'm really happy everyone likes them as much as I do, and I'm looking forward to making more doll accessories in the future.

Have a great day! And remember to drink some water, I seem to have forgotten to do so while writing this.

#monster high #monster high g3 #tater tyke #tater tots #polymer clay #doll accessories #rätposting #rät's art shenanigans

[ticktockstuck-ezodiac]

COLUVI Sign of the Pertinacious

COL(U)* = Ivory Sign • *VI = Prospit + Pride

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#784: The sign of the stubborn, who can be offered bounties but who will not take them freely. A master of the now but not the present, content to contemplate what they already have.

Production commentary: Another Tarot sign today! Out of 78 cards in a Tarot deck we've got the Four of Cups, largely inspired by its Rider-Waite art. The design here is a reference to the hand presenting a chalice to a young man, too fixated on the collection he already has to notice the potential being offered to him.

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Ivory Signs • Pridebound Signs • Prospit Signs

#TTSEZ #Ivory Caste Signs #Signs of Pride #Prospit Signs #SYM: Asymmetric #SMPL: Two #Style: Triangle

[crazyforteyam]

My True Love (last part) - Decision

i'll be loving you forever, even if you took my heart, and tore it apart, i would love you still, forever.

pairing : triangle love between Neteyam, f! Omaticaya reader, and Va'ru (my OC)

summary : with a help from Eywa, Y/N finally make a decision in her love life.

notes : This fic takes place 20 years after Avatar 1 & events in ATWOW don't exist + reader is Kaa’ni & Saeyla's daughter (they r hunter trainees under Tsutey and go with Jake in his Iknimaya on Avatar 1)

This afternoon, the sky in Pandora looks beautiful. The sun is shining brightly, its glow entering between the leaves of the trees. The moon's reflection filled almost half of the sky, the wind blew lightly, and the forest creatures seemed to wander peacefully.

However, all that beauty seems to be in contrast to what Neteyam feels in his heart, where today is the day when he will take you to meet Va'ru, your lost lover.

Neteyam standing in front of the marui. He was already wearing all the equipment for a long ride, including his leg and arm armor, cummerbund, and also his leather cape. His toes tap the ground nervously, hiding his restless mood inside. He closes his eyes and tries to calm himself.

You’re doing the right thing, Neteyam. His inner voice tried to encourage himself, although deep down, he knew this was highly unusual. What kind of man would willingly give up his fiancée to give her away to another man? He would love to hold you tight right now and never let you go, but how could he do that if it wasn't his name that was written inside of your heart? On the other hand, now Neteyam’s feeling for you is already entangled too deep like a trench of his affections for you. The bond is too strong within himself, even he is unable to escape from it.

There is no other choice left for Neteyam. Your happiness is his priority, even if it means destroying his own. 

He smiles bitterly, trying to accept the path the Great Mother has given him. Trying to be optimistic even though his path seems like a painful one. Her grandmother, Mo'at once said that there is always a beauty waiting after the storm. Perhaps Eywa had another destiny for him? Minutes passed in silence, until he heard your voice calling him slowly from inside the marui.

Neteyam turns his head around, and sees you stepping outside the marui.

Your figure slowly appeared. Your dark complexion contrasts with the bright sun, making your ivory pattern stand out and glows like pearls. You wear a beautiful top that is decorated with flowers. Your forehead is adorned with a headpiece connected with colored feathers that dangle on the left side of your face. Your long black hair is loose in waves without braids, and sways gently with every step you take. 

According to the plan, you’re going to meet Va'ru and mate with him this afternoon. So, you decided to dress like Na'vi women who are about to mate, wearing all the best ornaments you have. You look so gorgeous, so divine, just like the Great Mother herself.

Seeing you in this form, seeing you look so beautiful, makes Neteyam want to cry. But then he felt a deep ache in his chest. Pain, and bitterness. All this beauty, is not for him. You made yourself so beautiful just for Va'ru, not for him. 

You look very beautiful, Y/N. Neteyam praised you in his heart. He wanted to say it, but the words that came out of his mouth were different.

"Okay, Y/N. Let's go now, when the weather is still nice," Neteyam then walked slowly to his ikran, but he realized something as his fingers then touched his forehead. 

"Wait, I forgot to use my ikran visor," he grins shyly. Neteyam then walks toward the marui, but you raise your arm in front of him. 

“Let me take it for you,” you smile at him. He lifts his eyebrow in curiosity, but he finally nods.

You take his visor from the table and then walk towards him. Neteyam say thanks and his hands stretched forward wanting to take his visor. But you are faster, both your hands lifted upward facing his face, and putting the visor on his forehead.

What is she doing? The thought came to Neteyam's mind. When you put the visor on his forehead, you both look at each other. Silence fell as Neteyam's eyes gazed into your beautiful golden eyes, framed with delicate lashes within your dark blue face that glistened in the sunlight.

Those eyes, which had always been Neteyam's weakness. He couldn't count the number of times he had inadvertently spent immersed in the beauty of your eyes, savoring every second when your eyes met his gaze. Your eyes always look radiant, like the endless beauty of the blue sky. They never lie, always reflecting what your soul is feeling. And for some reason he couldn’t figure out why, Neteyam feels that your eyes look at him in a different way today.

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During the journey to Angel Falls, it was all silent. You sometimes stole glances at Neteyam flying beside you, but he was always focused ahead. His hair and robes fluttered towards his back. Your hands then went into your waist pockets, grasping something that you kept there tightly.

When you finally arrived, you both dismounted from your own ikran, and Neteyam approached you. 

"We have arrived," Neteyam smiles. He raise his hand, his fingers pointing to a spot beyond Angel Falls. His lips murmures a few words, clues to Va'ru's hiding place.

"Thank you, Neteyam," you respond to his explanation.

He smiles and nods. Neteyam then steps back, allowing you to take a few steps forward and take in your surroundings. Your ears flick up and down, listening to every sound that comes up. It's hard to hear anything other than the roar of the waterfall, but when you concentrate fully, you can hear another sound - the sound of someone walking.

You want to ask Neteyam, did he hear that sound too? But when you turn away, he is already flying with his ikran, moving away from you. You stare at his departure in silence, then you hear the sound of someone walking again.

Now you catch a glimpse of the man's appearance. He is well-built, with broad shoulders and toned arms. His pair of blue legs look like a model's. His long hair falls over his shoulders, tied with a hair tie, showing a glimpse of his firm chin. There was only one person, who styled her hair like that, and you knew who he was.

"Hello, Va'ru," you call him softly.

The man's ears perk up at the sound of your voice, looking very surprised. He slowly turns around, slowly looking at you. It is indeed Va'ru, your lover from the past. Your lover, who used to always be by your side. Your lover, who used to give you all the bouquets of flowers you liked. Your lover, whose silly jokes you sometimes miss. Your lover, whose face always graced your dreams after your painful breakup. Your beloved, who sadly was never liked by your father. 

Now, his face is still exactly the same as you remember. But this time his eyes were filled with shock, like he was looking at the angel of death.

"Y/N/? Is this really you?" Va'ru calls out to you hesitantly. He slowly stepped closer to you, but his body language was still tense, he looked down and his forehead wrinkled.

"Yes Va'ru, this is me," you say slowly, trying to reassure him.

The crease on Va'ru's forehead slowly disappears, and a happy smile is painted on his face, so wide it looks like it's about to rip his jaw off. He runs towards you and he hugs you in a rush. His hand strokes your head gently, and his chin rests on your shoulder.

"How are you, Y/N?" Va'ru greets you.

"I'm good. How about you?" You say in return.

"Never been better. I've been waiting for you all this time!" He smiles happily, and you can hear the excitement in his tone. He takes your hand and walks forward, towards his marui that he made himself to survive here.

"Come with me, I'll show you my marui," Va'ru invites you, his hand slowly swinging in a happy mood with your fingers still in his. 

"I'll stay here, Va'ru," you respond, and you dont even move a muscle.

Va'ru realized something. Your tone from earlier sounded so flat, in stark contrast to the enthusiasm in his words. When he turned around, he found you hadn't followed him into his maroon. He furrowed his brow, and walked over to you.

"Y/N, what's wrong? Come here, get into my maru!"

"Varu. There's something I want to talk about..." you spoke slowly, and you took a breath, trying to prepare the words that would come out of your mouth.

"Hey, why are you so stiff? Just talk about it, what is it, Y/N?" Va'ru approaches you closer and holds your hands, trying to make you relax. He sees that you're still wearing the turquoise ring he gave you, and that makes him smile happily, his fingers stroking the ring on your finger. 

Your eyes look at Va'ru. If only this meeting had happened a few months ago, perhaps you would have been in his arms by now. Perhaps you would have been in his marui, admiring Va'ru's survival skills near the waterfall. Perhaps you would have even kissed him, and never wanted to be separated from him again. But now, things have changed. 

The name that fills the corners of your heart has changed.

"You once promised to my father that you would not see me again. So, I spend my time searching for you. But, there is one thing that you should know, Va'ru," you finally speak, and Va'ru raises his eyebrows waiting for the rest of your sentence.

"It's Neteyam who helped me find you," Your sentence continues, and you release your grip slowly from Va'ru's hand. Your hand is now reaching for something, which has been kept in your waist pocket. It's your engagement necklace from Neteyam.

"Va'ru, I'm engaged to Neteyam now," you declare, as you show him the engagement necklace on your palm.

"Yeah, and you said it was a stupid arranged courtship, right?" Va'ru responds to your words and chuckles. "You don't love him," He continues, hoping for you to chuckle with him, but your expression doesn't change at all. 

Va'ru realizes something is strange, what's wrong with you? 

"Va'ru, you taught me how to love, and I'll be forever grateful for that. But, there is another man who shows me the true form of love. He is the most sincere man I've ever known," You smile a little at the end of the sentence, the thought of the man who now owns your heart bringing a glisten to your beautiful amber eyes.

On the other hand, Va'ru's smile disappears, his face now covered in astonishment that turns into a look of fear. His mind was filled with a sense of fear, who was the man who could make you so mesmerized like that? 

"That man is Neteyam. My only fiancee, and I'm certain that he is the one who I will choose to be my mate," you say the words confidently, without any hesitation. With Eywa's help, you have made a decision about your love life, and nothing can stop you now. Even if it's the man you used to be madly in love with in the past.

But all that was important is the present time, and now that man looked very surprised. His ears perked down, his brows furrowed. His mouth parted in a sudden shock, leaving him speechless for a minute. When Va'ru finally speaks, he is only able to utter one word.

"What?" Va'ru responds to your words with a whisper, shaking his head in disbelief. 

"Yes, Va'ru," you affirm your past words.

"No, this can't be true, Y/N! Tell me you still love me!" Va'ru is now seated, both hands supporting his head which is bowed limply, and his eyes are teary.

"Oh Va'ru, I'm sorry. I chose him. And I will go back to him," Your lips tremble as you say it, but you know you have to decide, and now your decision is unbreakable.

Your feet take a few steps back, until finally you left Va'ru and did not turn around to see him at all. But you can hear the sound of his screams and anguished cries echoing your name, sounding miserable amidst the sound of the waterfall.

You ride your ikran in a hurry and fly back to the Omaticaya forest. During the journey, your heart races as if it's about to burst. Your eyes look at the turquoise ring Va'ru gave you that is still on your finger. With one long breath, you remove the ring from your finger, and let it fall into the dense Omaticaya forest. 

Your fingers then grasp Neteyam's engagement necklace in your waist pocket, and make sure it doesn't fall off. Where is Neteyam? You want to see him and confess your feelings to him. You want to see him.

When you finally reached your marui, Neteyam is not there. You check all the rooms in the marui but he's still not there. Not even all his belongings were there. Oh no. You go in and out between the nearby marui and ask everyone, but they see no sign of Neteyam at all. You are panicking, where is he? Is it too late to go back to him? 

Your back pressed against the wall of your marui, trying to calm yourself down. Your breath comes in short gasps like a person who is short of breath. You close your eyes and adjust the rhythm of your breathing. Your lips mumble a short prayer to Eywa. Great Mother, please give me a last chance to meet him. When you open your eyes, your breathing is much calmer. 

An atokirina flew slowly towards you, as if Eywa had answered your prayer. Your eyes are wet with tears of emotion, and you shout "Thank you Great Mother!" and follow the atokirina, as it flies somewhere. But the atokirina flies away so fast, like a broken kite. You quicken your pace, adrenaline filling your bloodstream. Your hair flutters as you run so fast. Sweat drips down your temples. Some branches scratched your feet and made small wounds on the soles of your feet, but you simply don’t care. What do physical wounds mean if you can't see Neteyam again for eternity?

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At the same moment when you saw Va'ru, Neteyam landed his ikran on a nearby branch and left his cape and visor on the ikran pouch. He then walks slowly into the Tree of Souls. There was no one there. It is so quiet and lonely indeed, as if sympathizing with what Neteyam was feeling at this moment. He kneels down and makes tsaheylu with one of the tendrils. 

Neteyam prays silently. He let his mind be filled with all the events that had happened lately, from his courtship with you, you who never being happy with him, how Va'ru was found, his last dance with you, and of course the events of today, where he finally brought you back into Va'ru's arms. All of these events went back and forth in his head, and he knew that Eywa could see them too. 

Eywa could also feel everything that Neteyam had been feeling. How Neteyam finally let you, the only woman he ever really loved, to leave him.

Oh Great Mother, I can't hold it anymore. Neteyam's inner voice churned with bitterness and sadness. He knew Kiri had warned him before, that it would not be easy to let you go. But it feels more devastating now.

Neteyam couldn't resist as tears brimmed in his eyes, and strained down his face. It's also feels very strange somehow. He already had pressure on his shoulder all this time. The pressure of being the oldest sibling and being the next Olo'eyktan. All this time, his parents sometimes scolded him, making him feel familiar with the pain. But now the pain is different. It's weighing him down inside, the feeling is like a thousand knives are stabbed into his chest at the same time. 

Only love can hurt like this.

Neteyam sobbed, the sound of his crying sounded soft. He held the tendril tightly with both hands, his head bowed, his body trembling, and tears falling down his cheeks. Who would have thought that the mighty warrior could cry like this?

He lifts his chin, wipes his tears, and looks up at the sky, searching for a sign from Eywa. Atokirina, or anything. But there is only emptiness. There is only the silence of the night. Not even the wind blew. Neteyam looks down in defeat again. 

Maybe, this is his destiny that he had to accept. Maybe, he did have everything the men of Omaticaya dreamed of, such as hunting talent, charisma, good looks, and as a successor to the throne. But one thing Neteyam definitely does not have, is a good fortune in love.

Neteyam releases his connection with tendril, and sits down in despair, leaning against one of the large trees. He closes his eyes and crosses his legs, trying meditate to find peace. 

Suddenly, a sound makes his ears perk up. It sounds like someone walking. No, that person is definitely running. That person is running towards Neteyam. He opens his eyes and sees someone in the distance, but it's not clear who it is. Neteyam squinted his eyes and heard a voice shouting his name.

Neteyam gasped. Was his hearing deceiving him? It is like he is hearing a ghost. You shout his name again, and Neteyam widened his eyes in shock. It is definitely you. What are you doing here? You should be with Va'ru by now, right?

You stop your steps in front of Neteyam who is now slowly standing up. There is a distance of about one meter between you. You're still breathing heavily, a few strands of hair are peeking out on your forehead, and there are many scratches on your legs, but your face is adorned with a happy feeling. Your beautiful eyes sparkle and a wide smile was painted on your face. 

"Hello, Neteyam," you greet him, and he tilts his head, still looking astonished. 

"Y/N. What are you doing here?" Neteyam asks curiously, but he stays where he is, not moving an inch.

You want to answer him, but suddenly there seems to be an inner battle inside your mind. You want to tell Neteyam, about how stupid you've been, not realizing how deeply he loves you all this time. You want to tell Neteyam, about how the love grew slowly in your heart without you even realizing it. You want to tell Neteyam, that now the situation in the depth of your heart has slowly changed and it is he who now owns your heart. 

But you remember all the ways you treated him. You were so harsh, you were so rude, you sometimes underestimated his help. Your smile slowly fades. Oh, you don't deserve him at all. Neteyam is far too good for a harsh woman like you. How could he ever accept you again, after all you've done for him?

Your tongue is now twisted, and your body begins to tremble, haunted by an overwhelming sense of guilt and nervousness. The man you love is right in front of you, just a few steps away, but you're so afraid to approach him. You're afraid he'll respond with scorn. You're afraid he'll just walk away. You're afraid he'll ignore you and think you're a crazy woman, who doesn't deserve to be his mate in the future. Your eyes have now lost their shine, and are filled with endless feelings of gloomy and despair.

Suddenly, several atokirinas fly up from behind you. Not just one or two, but a lot of atokirina. You gasp, and watch as all the sacred seeds fly right past you and head towards Neteyam.

The atokirina fly slowly around Neteyam's body. One of the atokirina gently landed on top of his head, making the future Olo'eyktan gasp in amazement. Neteyam slowly raised both hands to the sides, with his palms facing upwards. The other Atokirina landed gently on his arms one by one, then filled his body, all the way down to his toes. 

Your face is covered in amazement at the sight in front of you. Neteyam closes his eyes, and a peaceful smile slowly graced his lips. The ivory light radiating from Atokirina glows, making Neteyam's whole body radiate like the moon. Your eyes sparkle and your mouth opens in admiration. After a few seconds, the group of atokirina slowly fly away from Neteyam, then settle down among the tendrils. As Neteyam looked at them, a question arose in his mind. Why did Eywa give him another sign again, by hovering all the sacred seeds over his body?

On the other hand, for you it's all clear now. Great Mother gave you a sign, like giving you encouragement to pick up your destiny. The destiny to be with the man who you really love.

"Neteyam," you speak slowly, your lips still trembling but you're much calmer now. "All this time, I always believed that Va'ru was the only man in my life... I spent all my time loving him, and believing that he was the right man to be my mate. I thought I was sure, and already knew the true meaning of love,"

You stop to take a breath, and Neteyam stays still looking at you.

"But, sometimes the Great Mother has unique plans. She made me your fiancée, which I never wanted at all. I hated our courtship so much. I never thought of you as my mate. I even treated you badly. But you always patiently accepted me. You were always willing to help me, always took care of me and protected me when I was hurt,"

Then you clench your fists tightly, while then saying a sincere plea from the bottom of your heart to Neteyam.

"I want to say I'm sorry, Neteyam. For my terrible treatment towards you all this time,"

Neteyam's expression softened. He took a step closer to you, and he make a soft nod to express his apology, which make you smile. Then, you continue with your words.

"Neteyam, you've shown me how true love works. True love is always patient and kind. True love is never boastful or conceited, never rude or selfish. True love is when the happiness of another person is essential to your own..." 

Now your eyes focus on Neteyam's face, looking at the beautifully patterned lines on his forehead and cheeks, making he look like a beautiful painting. His hair is neatly arranged beside his face, hanging beautifully like curtains framing a window. The corners of his lips lifted slightly, as if forming a small smile. You stare at his lips for a few seconds, and then your gaze moves up to meet his eyes.

And last but not least, his round amber eyes blink slowly when he sees you. They seem to sparkle under the purplish light of the tendrils. It seems like your turn now to drown in the beauty of his eyes, making you unconsciously stare at them for a few seconds. When you finally came to your senses, you gulp nervously and try to continue your confession to him.

"And you should know, if now I know what true love is, it is because of you, Neteyam. Now my heart has chosen you. But, I don't want to burden you. And so, I’ll always give you freedom,"

Your hand take the engagement necklace from your waist pocket, and holds it tightly. You stretch out your arm towards Neteyam as he watches your every move.

"Put this engagement necklace back around my neck if you're still willing to accept me, and ignore me if you think otherwise. Whatever choice you make, I’ll accept it as my destiny, Neteyam," you ended your words with a smile. But your little heart still felt fear of the worst. So you close your eyes and your lips form a tight line. You hear Neteyam's steps coming towards you, and his fingers take the necklace from your hand. 

Neteyam looks at the necklace he was holding. He still remembers the time he made it, assisted by Kiri and Lo'ak to gather the best beads, and hoping you would like his gift. Without a doubt, this necklace is one of the symbols of his love for you. 

Her gaze changes to see you, who still has your eyes closed. Without any hesitation, he approaches you, both hands on the right and left sides of your neck. You could feel how close he is to you when he tilts his head and his lips whisper softly to you, "Open your eyes, Y/N,"

You open your eyes, and your engagement necklace is now hanging perfectly around your neck. Your fingers gently touch the necklace as if in disbelief, and your eyes stare at Neteyam in surprise. But that astonished expression was quickly replaced by happy tears that slowly began to flood your eyes.

Neteyam whispers again, this time his voice is smooth like velvet.

"All this time, my feelings and affection towards you never changed, Y/N. I still, and always will, loving you,"

Hearing his sweet words make you can't hold back the happy tears anymore, they drip down your cheeks. You hug Neteyam in a fast motion, wrapping your arms around his neck, which surprised him but then he smiles as his arms wrapped around your waist gently.

The two of you hugged tightly, as if you didn't want to let go. Your tears fall on his chest, and now his hands are gently stroking your hair. Without realizing it, tears also welled up in Neteyam's eyes. 

Neteyam then look at the Atokirina between the tendrils, with tears still on his face. "Thank you, Great Mother," he says softly, but he know the Great Mother can hear him. Great Mother had never been silent, but She had secretly woven a beautiful destiny for him. With you in his arms, Neteyam needs nothing more. You complete his life.

You lean your face closer to Neteyam's face, making both of your cheeks touch each other. Your hands are still tightly embracing his neck, and Neteyam's arms are now wrap around your waist. Then, Neteyam slowly kissed your face, starting from your jaw, your cheeks, your nose, and your forehead, as if expressing how deeply he secretly adored you all this time. Every kiss he gives makes your heart beat faster and your face feel warm, your eyes closed to enjoy the sensation he gives.

When he finally kisses your lips, you are ready. His kiss was so soft, his lips gently pressing against yours, making you feel like you were flying on cloud nine. Neteyam tilts his head to get the perfect angle, and you meld following his every move. His hands squeeze your waist gently, while your fingers find their place among his hair. The scent of Neteyam's sweet-smelling body penetrates your senses, making you feel intoxicated by his every touch. He felt the same, the fragrance of your scent making him smile happily between the kisses.

After the kiss is over, you and Neteyam smile, foreheads touching under the dim purplish light of the tendrils. All Atokirina flies around you both, seems like Eywa directly blessed this union. Your and Neteyam's fingers gently caress each other's shoulders. 

Something then came to your mind. Something you had never done before, because this was a very important action, which shouldn’t be done with any random person. But now you are fully convinced. You’ve already found the right person.

Your hand then moved backward, picking up the end of your queue and bringing it before Neteyam. His eyebrows raised, and his lips said softly, "Are you sure you're going to do it now, Y/N? I won't do it if you're not ready. I'll wait for you,"

"Neteyam, I'm ready," you reply confidently, a grin etched on your lips. Your right hand held the end of your queue, while your left hand now lifts up and gently strokes Neteyam's cheek. Your touch makes Neteyam grins too, as he raises his hand to intertwine with your palm in his face. 

Neteyam's queue is now in front of yours, and you both close your eyes slowly as you join them in tsaheylu. The sensation is so deep, it goes into all the nerves and recesses of your heart. Suddenly, you can feel what he feels. Suddenly, you and his breathing become one. 

Now there is no longer you or Neteyam, you both are merged into one soul. Every movement you make blends in harmony. Minutes passes in passionate pleasure as each of you explores the other's body. Every kiss, touch, and moans blends together and creates an endless pleasure. You both feel the taste of making love for the first time. The feeling of pleasure penetrates deep into your heart, while you both mutter sentences in your united mind.

We are mated before Eywa, and it will last for the rest of our life.

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notes : that's it! finally this series is wrapped up. Thankyou for reading this short series. lmk what you think of my writings! 🥰🥰

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DCA Info Part 42: Once Upon A Story Outfits 🦄

Style: Classical

A beginner brand that uses the classical look on all of its clothing. The clothes are simple and have a casual design to them with an accessory referencing a certain Disney film. This brand is given to those who have yet to pick a brand but only first years have access to this, when they move to the second year, they have to pick a brand. This brand is Sophie, Ottilie and Ru's starting design.

Village Sweetheart (Sophie)

The dress: Based on the dress Sofia wore before she became royalty, The dress itself is violet in color with an argyle pattern. The top has a pale yellow collar with ruffle sleeves of the same color, a opal brooch with held by a lavender ribbon with daisies on the top and patchwork designs of daisies, with the bottom left having a lacy pink heart. The top also has pale yellow ruffle trimming. The skirt has a lavender ribbon sash with daisies on top, the patchwork design of daisies and a heart, and deep purple lace trim layered over pale yellow ruffle trim. The shoes are a pair of violet moccasins with deep purple trimming and ribbon.

Accessories: The accessories include a pale yellow hair bow with daisies, a pair of daisy bracelets and pale yellow socks with bands that resemble daisies.

Tiny Wanderer (Ottilie)

The dress: Inspired by the tale of Thumbelina, the green colored dress has a floral print throughout, with white swirl and heart markings. The top is an off-shoulder one with a pale pink stripe in the center. The light chartreuse colored upper pieces folded to resemble triangles with a single white stripe and in the center of the ones on the bodice is a peach colored bow. The top also has four peach colored straps, with two of them on each side forming Xs. The sleeves have two parts to them, the first being the green floral printed sleeves with swirls at the end and the second being gray sleeves that function like arm warmers. The skirt is three layered with peach lace trim and the third and final layer of the skirt is a solid chartreuse. The shoes are a pair of light chartreuse heeled sandals with peach colored straps and gray soles. The sandals also have yellow butterflies on them.

Accessories: The accessories include two yellow hair bows, a yellow neckerchief tied into a bow and a gray belt with gold buckle.

Rockin' Bamboo (Ru)

The outfit: Inspired by The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter, a Japanese folktale. This outfit is designed to fit Ru's athletic personality. The outfit itself consists of navy colored vest worn over a white and red off shoulder top with green trim, with the left side having a red cuff and the right side (though not visible in the picture) having a white cuff. The skirt is red in color and has trimming in the shape of ivory triangles with green outline. The skirt also has printed details with a bamboo stock in front of what appears to be a sun. The look also features a pair of black capri leggings. The shoes are a pair of red flats with green soles and detailing.

Accessories: The accessories include a hair ornament that includes a red fan behind a cherry blossom flower attached to a gold bead with a red tassel. The look also contains a gold necklace with a moon charm. Additionally the outfit includes a pair of black gloves also well as a green belt with gold buckles.

🌳 Forest Friends Set (Inspired by Bambi)

Darling Doe (Sophie)

The dress: Inspired by the titular character, this dress is made up of three layers. The first layer being a turtleneck style dress is pale yellow and features puff sleeves with brown and red cuffs. The dress also has red trimming on it's skirt. Second layer includes a brown corset dress with two daisy buttons and red trim at the bodice and skirt. The skirt hems resemble rounded arches. The third layer features a tan colored skirt with daisies and red trim, as well as straps. The footwear consists of a pair of brown heeled sandals with red detailing on both the strap and yellow ankle strap.

Accessories: The dress comes with a brown headband with red detailing, as well as a pale yellow ruffle rosette layered beneath a daisy decoration with a brown and red ribbon connected to red gem brooch. On one of the dress straps, there is a ruffled pin with a smiling deer and daisies on it. This outfit also includes a pair of below elbow black gloves.

Perfume Kit (Ottilie)

The outfit: Inspired by Bambi's skunk friend Flower, this outfit consists of a pale pink shirt with the sleeves having white vertical lines and white lace trim. The center of the shirt has a design that features a skunk in the center of a purple heart with red outline as well as yellow flowers at the bottom of the heart. The bottom half of the outfit consists of a grayish mauve skirt with a white lace petticoat as well as flowy white horizontal lines with pink flower details. The outfit also includes a pair of black and white knee length leggings with lace trim. The footwear consists of a pair of brownish gray ankle boots with black and white fur and yellow flowers and green leaves.

Accessories: The outfit includes a black and white beret with pink ribbon trim, yellow flowers and green leaves, a scarf that resembles a skunk's tail with a yellow flower brooch, a pair of black lace gloves and a brown belt with silver buckles and an accessory that resembles a skunk's tail.

Lucky Coney (Ru)

The outfit: Inspired by Bambi's rabbit friend Thumper, this outfit consists of a light blue turtleneck crop top that includes chartreuse flow trim. The top also includes a picture of a rabbit in front of a comic style explosion with the word "POW" in orange letters and green clovers on each side. The bottom half of the outfit consists of gray jeans with yellowish-orange zigzag lines, accompanied by clovers and white rabbit paw prints. The footwear consists of a pair of blue ankle boots with black straps and silver chains and buckles, white fur trim, pale yellow soles, gold trimming and the tips resemble rabbit feet.

Accessories: The outfit includes a blue cap with the word "THMPR" (an abbreviation for Thumper's name) in orange lettering along with a pair of white rabbit feet with pink interiors and green clovers. This set also includes a teal glove with a black strap and silver buckle with an orange and yellow armband and maroon armband with spikes on the right and and arm warmer on the left side with the same armbands and strap, with the addition of a silver chain. The outfit also has a black belt with a silver buckle.

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