#i may try to get the colouring more consistent later on but for now this is enough hehe

[dreamofjoys]

I love your writing so much! Thank you for your hard work! May I ask for a story (if you are still open) where reader gets captured by a dragon (malleus obviously) and he locks her in his tower. Turns out he has been watching her for months and fell in love with her to the point where he wanted to claim her as his forever. Reader discovers that the dragon is a handsome dark fae prince who has grown a liking to her. Can I request it be spicy ? Fjfjfj

a/n: anon...... this is so cute im crying // also i think this is the longest fic that i have so far written

scenario: y/n gets kidnapped by a dragon and was locked in his tower. she eventually decided to interact with the dragon and found out that he is a handsome dark fae, the crown prince of briar valley. the future king has fallen for her, and so did she.

characters involved: malleus draconia x fem reader

tw: kidnapping, stalking, reader falls for malleus/ stockholm syndrome (i mean, i myself would fall for an insanely hot, rich and a dragon man who is by chance a freaking royal), slight manipulative(??), biting, fingering, cumming, praising, overstimulation

if someone told you that a dragon has been watching over you for months and has taken a liking towards you, you would have just laughed and shrugged them off. what are the chances that a dragon will fall for you? dragons are sacred, possessive and powerful creatures in twisted wonderland. they usually live in luxury, surrounded by hoards of gold and diamonds. they choose only one partner for life, so what are the chances that you will be picked as the mate of a dragon? the answer is a 100% yes.

you live in the outskirts of briar valley, in a small cottage home that consist of you and some of your barn animals. though you were a citizen of briar valley, you had never participated in any festivals that were hosted in the city. being one of the few humans here, you only care about living a normal life, a place to call home, food on the table, clean water, and a roof over your head. who were the royals in your country again? you don't know them either, not even their names and face.

-

it was nearing winter season in briar valley, which means is time to collect more log woods. you donned in winter clothing, paired with an ankle boots in your favourite colour with warm gloves. carrying your axe with you, you trotted out of your house and headed towards the woods, preparing to chope off some trees for log woods.

before you could step foot into the woods, you spotted a neatly stacked of log woods beside you. the amount of log woods was enough to last you for two winters? you stood shocked, wondering who left their log woods here. as far as you know, there wasn’t anyone living near you. your nearest neighbour was about an hour walk away from your house. you looked around the area, trying to see if it belongs to anyone. unfortunately, you were the only soul who was present in the area. welp, at least now you can save some time and energy and take thoes log woods for free!

you hummed happily, carrying those stack of log woods home; with many round trips. unbeknownst to you, a certain prince was lurking in the dark, watching you bring those log woods back home with a smile. the corner of his lip curled up a little, feeling delighted that his mate is happy with his “gifts”.

-

a few days later, a big box of parcel has appeared beside the door of your house. the parcel was addressed to you, which leaves you even more confuse. did you order something in the first place? the area that you live in was kinda secluded, so you had no idea why someone would come here.

you weren’t sure what to expect when you opened the parcel, it was full of winter clothings, some gold jewellery and stacks of cash that are being piled neatly in one corner…..

is this some early christmas present that santa claus decided to give you? you scratched your head, wondering if someone is pranking you. the stuff inside are indeed useful to you, but you weren’t sure if the parcel is really for you or just someone trolling. hence, you decided to put everything back and leave the parcel outside.

a certain dragon wasn’t very happy about it…

-

winter arrived a few days later. you tried to warm yourself near the fireplace, cuddling your body and reaching your hands near the fire, hoping that it would warm your frosty hands up.

a knock on the door snapped you out of your position. you rised up from the fireplace and head to the door, wondering who would even come to your house. "how may i help you-" you paused, looking at the awfully tall and handsome young men in front of you. he had a black mullet hair and a pair of emerald green slitted eyes. what stood out the most is his horns that makes him even more... refined and attractive.

"are you y/n?" his rich, deep timber voice reach your ears. you could feel your spine shivering at how hot he sounds. "yes, that's me. how may i help you?" the mysterious man said nothing but smiles. his hand reach forward to you, covering your eyes. and then, you lost conscious as the man placed a sleeping spell on you. a faint sweet dreams was all you heard before completely succumbing to darkness.

-

you snuggled into the warmth of your blanket, embracing the soft and silky material of it. then, you realized that you don't own any silk materials in your house......

your eyes flung opened as you shot up on the bed, expecting to see the sight of your room. however, you were unfamiliar with your current surroundings. the walls of the room were painted in a dark green colour, with gold marbled floor. the bed sheets and blanket was just purely black colour. whoever designed this....... surely has gothic vibes.

you flung the blanket away and let your feet touch the gold marbled floor. it was cold, and you could feel goosebumps appearing on your skin as your current outfit -a white night gown that you don't remember owning it- did nothing to protect you from it. you walked towards the window, trying to get gist of where you are right now.

opening the tinted window, you could feel the wind blasting onto your face as you looked down...? you gasped, realizing your situation. you are in a freaking tall tower that is as tall as the clouds! what you are seeing right now is thick cotton clouds floating below the tower. you could even see the sun setting. if you were to look up from the window, it would give you the perfect view of the galaxy.

it was truly a beautiful sight, until a certain someone cleared their throat to grab your attention.

you whipped around, finding an oh so familiar man standing 3 metres away from you. he wore a simple black dress shirt, the top 2 buttons were unbuttoned with a black blazer drape over his shoulders, pairing it with black pants. the front of his fringe is pulled back, revealing his black scales on top of his forehead, in between his horns.

in that moment, memories of what happened before you passed out came returning back into your mind. "were you the one who kidnapped me?" you point your finger at him while the man only chuckles.

"i didn't kidnap you. i brought you here."

"what for?"

"to court you."

you stared at that man in pure shock, jaw almost dropping to the ground. the man tilt his head and stares at you. did he say anything wrong? he told you nothing but the truth, so why are you staring at him as if he lied to you?

"i don't even know who you are."

"but i do."

"how is this going to work out?"

"i will make things work."

you sighed, knowing that this was going nowhere. you are well aware that this man in front of you is strong; it's quite obvious with his build and aura, plus it seems like your current solution is only to stay here and decide what's the best course of action to save yourself.

the man stepped forward, wanting to get a closer look at you. but you stepped back instinctively, forgetting that what's behind you is a large opened window.

your eyes widened in horror, realizing that half of your body is about to topple off a freakingly high tower. the man instantly teleports in front of you, placing one of his hand on your back while the other was on the back of your head. he you close to his chest, fearing that you might fall off. with a flick of his wrist, the windows were closed and you were saved from a near death experience.

"uhm, thanks..?" you blushed, feeling yourself insanely close to this unknown man whom you have only met twice; also the very same man that kidnapped you. "the name is malleus draconia, dear. just call me malleus."

"thank you, malleus." malleus smiled, feeling his heart thumping when he heard you saying his name. it was then he noticed the small little goosebumps on your skin. you were feeling cold and he only noticed it...now?!

he drapes his blazer over your shoulders, making sure that it at least covers up your upper body. "my apologies for not noticing that you are cold. i will bring in some warm clothes and food for you." malleus guides you to a dining table that is set in the middle of the room. he pulls out the chair for you, gesturing you to sit down first as he exited the room to get whatever that was needed.

malleus locked the door with a click sound, and you could only sigh and pull the blazer closer to you, basking into the warmth of it and praying that nothing bad would happen to you.

-

as a victim of kidnapping, you would have expected the kidnapper to make you do some laborious work, or take advantage of you; malleus was far from that.

he was there for you everyday, greeting you morning by the side of your bed with breakfast ready. he would bring you to the library, showing you some of the books that he have in his collection. everyday, he would shower you with gifts, saying how he thought that you would look good in the dresses and the jewelries that he had picked out for you.

"dear, i think this bracelet suits you. the colour of the gem stone really matches your beautiful eye colour. "

it's always compliments like these that sends your heart doing flip flops. not to mention how he would never fail to tuck you into bed, wishing you sweet dreams and giving you a forehead kiss; with consent of course.

those sweet little gestures of his has slowly made you fall in love with him. how could you not? this man practically pampers you, treats you as if you are the most precious thing in twisted wonderland. his hold on you was so fragile, almost as if you would break any moment. his words were so sweet. even when he talks about his favourite gargoyles to you, you didn't mind one bit. in fact, you thought that he looked very cute when he talks about his hobbies. it felt almost as if the world solely exist because of you two.

so when malleus tucks you in again like every other night, kissing you on the forehead and wishing you sweet dreams, you pulled on the hem of his shift before he could leave.

"sleep with me, please." you begged the dragon fae, feeling needy for him. malleus smiled, widely. you could see that he was visibly pleased with you request. with a snap of his fingers, his outfit was changed into a simple, plain black robe. he slipped into the covers as you turned your body to face him, admiring his features. looking at him up close now, he looks even more handsome. his green slitted eyes seems to be glowing as it stares back at you, observing your movements. you stared at malleus's lips, wondering how it would be like to kiss them. will it be soft? will he be rough or gentle-

"dearest, why are you staring at my lips? do you want to kiss me or something?" malleus joked, trying to get you to laugh so that he could hear that beautiful voice of yours. however, your next response threw him off guard.

"yes, i want to kiss you. malleus, can i kiss you?" you asked malleus boldly, feeling a sudden urge twitching inside you. malleus turned serious, feeling his heart thumping wildly again.

"if i tell you that i am the prince of briar valley, descendant of the dark dragon fae. would you still kiss me?"

"yes. i will still kiss you."

"why?"

"because i like you."

and there is it. those are the words that malleus have been wanting to hear from you for a long, long time. malleus could feel butterflies in his stomach, and for the first time in forever, he felt happy.

within a blink of an eye, malleus was on top of you, pinning both of your wrist in one hand while the other caresses your cheek.

"prove it to me then, kiss me, y/n." and you did.

as soon as your lips crashed into his, malleus could no longer held himself back for what he has been wanting to do to you for months. he kisses you aggressively, desperate to feel the touch of your lips. malleus’s lips surprisingly felt soft and warm. the both of you pulled away with a string of saliva connected your lips to his, both panting and trying to catch some breath.

“y/n, can i touch your body?” malleus tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, watching you blush at his question. “sure, go ahead.”

“can i touch here too?” malleus’s hand travelled down to your inner thigh, closing in to your cloth cunt. ah, so he wanted to have sex with you. your face turned even a brighter shade of red at the thought of having sex with malleus. you have never been close to anyone, let alone guys, so this would be your first time being intimidate with someone.

“is-is my first time…please be gentle…” you felt embarrassed and shy under the gaze of future king of briar valley. malleus only laughs, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling your sweet scent. “thank you for giving me this opportunity to be yours.” malleus nips and bite on your porcelain skin, making love bites on your neck. his hand started rubbing on your cloth cunt, hearing you awkwardly gasps at the foreign sensation.

“mal-malleus,” malleus could feel his dick throbbing at the way you called out his name. he lifts up your night gown and slides off your panties, parting your legs and promptly inserting one finger into your pussy. “oh god-“ you gasped, feeling malleus knuckles deep inside you as he explored your pussy with his finger, trying to find your sweet spot.

“y/n, you just need to lie on your back and take whatever that i give you, okay?” malleus instructed you as you nodded, slightly opening your legs wider so that you could feel more of malleus’s fingers. “good girl.” malleus praised, watching you opening yourself up to him and grinding on his finger. he inserted another finger in, speeding up his pace. he would occasionally scissor you, curling up his finger to find your sweet spot.

once you let out a loud moan, he immediately knew that he found your spot and decided to abuse that spot continuously. you squirmed and moaned, taking everything like a good girl that malleus has praised you. even though it felt a little too much, malleus only coos you, telling you that you would be alright. you don’t know what was happening, all you could feel was a tight knot in your stomach, and then coating malleus’s hand with your sticky fluids.

malleus sat up and stares his hand that was coated with your cum. he licks the cum off his hand, telling you how good you taste. it was such a erotic sight; with the way malleus deep voice praises you and his lusted eyes staring at you. you could practically feel your pussy getting even more wet.

malleus unties his robe and toss it aside, revealing his six packs, beautiful biceps and his hardened dick that was already standing up straight and leaking with pre-cum.

“im going to put my dick inside you, okay? gonna make you mine.” you wanted to ask him if it would fit, but malleus only shush you, reassuring you that everything would be alright.

“just relax, y/n. you trust me, right?” malleus doesn’t wait for your answer, he rubs the tip of his dick on your folds, making sure that his dick is wet with lubricant before inserting it into you slowly.

“fuck!” you screamed, gripping onto the bed sheets as the head of malleus’s dick enters your pussy. because god damn it, he feels so big, each time he sinks another inch into you, you could feel his dick stretching your pussy to accommodate him. the stretch was a little painful, but it felt good to you. malleus only grits his teeth, a bead of sweat dripping down his forehead as he groans at the way your pussy is gripping onto him tightly.

fuck. malleus thought to himself. i can’t believe this pussy is finally mine.

when he finally bottoms out, he lets you adjust to his size, praising you for being a good girl and taking all of him.

“love, just scream my name okay? i wanna hear you loud and clear.”

you did exactly what malleus told you to do. laying on the bed like the good girl he asked you to be, spreading your legs wide apart and screaming his name as he thrust into you, continuously hitting onto the sweet spot that he discovered just now.

all the pain from the stretching was gone, only filled with pleasure as malleus fucks you like no tomorrow. your eyes rolling back and saliva dripping from the corner of your mouth. all you could think about was malleus and his dick.

and of course, malleus knew that. it was obvious with the way you were fucked dumbed. all you could say was only three words.

“mal-malleus…”

“yes, my love?”

“to-too big….”

“I know that. just take them in like what you are doing right now, okay?”

the moment malleus cummed inside your womb, filling you up with his seed, that’s when he knew that he had finally made you his.

#twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #imagines #y/n #diasomnia #dreamofjoystwst #malleus smut #twst smut #smut #twst malleus draconia #twst malleus

[jaslan4f1]

Trick me once, Trick me twice C.L Part 4

Masterlist

Notes: english is not my native language so this may contain consistency errors, i would really appreciate the corrections but please, be kind. feedback is also appreciated ♡

Summary: Charles is the best friend of your brother Max. You both hate each other…that’s what you thought but then something happened.

Hey guys, sorry for the wait. I have many final exams going on and it was really stressing the last weeks. But here is the new chapter and I hope you will like it.

You said in your bed and scrolled through instagram. You looked at some stories in your feed till you reached Charles story. He posted a video in which he played piano. You knew that he played piano but you have never actually heard him play. You didn’t even think about your reaction and clicked on the heart in the corner. You liked Charles story for the first time. After the moment in the bathroom two weeks ago you haven’t seen Charles at your brothers apartment. You didn’t rethink his action because he was busy and you were not interested in seeing him. Or so you thought…fact was that you thought about your moment a lot. It was like a cat and mouse game and you knew that Charles never was interested in something serious. But why were you even think this way when you hated him? You could think about Charles and his behaviour towards you when you heard your door being opened. “Hey sorry I just wanted to check if you’re still alive“ Max said and walked to the end of your bed. “Morning yeah sorry I just wanted to get my beauty sleep“ you both laughed. “What do you think if we take my boot and have lunch there?“ You smiled at his idea but imminently asked him “I’m in but who do you exactly mean with we?“. He laughed at your question “Oh just you, Kelly, me and probably some drivers. I have asked Lando and Charles to join us“ he answered you. “So you are in for it, right?“ He asked again. You just nodded. Was is a good idea to see the Ferrari driver on the boot the first time after your moment? “I am sure that Kelly can help you figure out what you can wear“ Max said and his cooky grin made you roll your eyes at him. “How did you even…“ , “I am your brother Y/N“ he said and walked out of your room.

An hour later you and Kelly stood in front of your dresser trying to figure out what to wear. “So do you wanna wear his colour?“ She shyly asked. First you didn’t understood what she meant but then it clicked. “You mean…“ you stared “Red yes“ she finished. You looked in your dresser and saw a beautiful red summer dress hanging next to a bright orange dress. You liked teasing him so you decided against the red dress. “Really you’re going looking like a McLaren fan today“ Kelly said aas she saw you coming out of your bathroom moments later. “Yeah but I wear this underneath it“ you said and showed her the red bikini you had on. She looked at you a smirk forming on her lips “you naughty girl“. 30 minutes later you stood on Maxs boot waiting for the McLaren and Ferrari diver. You looked up from your phone when you heard Landos voice. “Hey little Verstappen“ Lando said as he hugged you. “Hey were the same age so don’t little me“ you responded. Then you saw the person standing behind him. Charles fucking Leclerc. His eyes were already on you. You had the feeling that you forgot how to breath. “Orange suits you, you should wear it more often and join the McLaren crew“ Lando said and you looked at him and gave him a fast smile. “I’ll think about it“ was your only respond. Sure Lando was handsome and you did flirted with him a few times at races but it came never to your mind to date him or anything. Your attention was now again on the driver in front of you. His eyes scanned your outfit. Of course he thought you looked beautiful in anything but seeing you in a other drivers colour made his blood boil. “Hello to you too“ you said. He didn’t respond but gave you a hug. His lips reached your ear “Sure orange suits you but I would prefer you in my colour“ he said as he kissed your ear. With that he left you speechless. 20 minutes later you all sat at the table waiting for your food. The boys stared to talk about the upcoming races and you and Kelly discussed your planes for the upcoming weekend. “What about on Saturday we go to that new Mall I told you about“ Kelly said. “On Saturday she can’t we have planes there“ Charles voice interrupted both of you. “We have?“ You said quickly followed by Maxs, Kellys and Landos “You have what?“. “Hmm yeah Y/N wanted me to show her how to play piano. We started talking about it after my story yesterday and I offered her my help“ Charles said and gave you a smile. You decided to play along. “But I thought you didn’t like to play instruments“ Max said and looked at you with his sceptical look. “People can change“ was the only thing you could respond before the food arrived.

a/n; Hi guys, I hope you like this post. If you have any ideas, share them please.

#f1 x reader #carlos sainz jr imagine #lando norris imagine #charles leclerc x reader #f1 smut #charles leclerc x you #f1 fanfic #charles leclerc #charles leclerc smut #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x female reader

[klausysworld]

hey honey can you make headcanons about dating joseph morgan😍

@klaustopia love u and your mood boards ^^

Dating Joseph Morgan:

Joseph is a kind loving person, he wants you to know how much he loves you all of the time.

This is often shown from him spending as much time with you as possible. He helps you cook and clean, always trying to be helpful to you.

He'll ask you to help him learn his lines (if you're an actor too then he's even more eager)

He wants you to feel part his life even when he's pretending to be someone else. You get to come with him and watch him shoot scenes, if he has to kiss anybody else on set then he’s sure to make it up to you.

You don’t get mad at him for having to kiss other people, it’s part of the job after all but often he’ll feel bad about it and will be sure to make love to you later that day, showing you that he’s yours no matter what.

He also makes sure to take you on dates as much as possible. You have to travel around quite a bit for his job and so he makes sure you get the full experience of each place you visit.

He loves to bring you to the beaches, his arm round your waist as you stand before the sea, the sun low in the sky as you watch it disappear.

You have a collection of bikinis though he insists you buy a new one each time. He’ll go as far to buy shorts that consist of the same colour to see you smile at his coordination

Being a star in his own show comes with a large pay check and he loves to spend it on you, even if you tell him to keep it for himself he always gets you something to say thank you for always being with him.

He knows that with a fan base also comes with hate and unfortunately you may become a victim of it, he always feels awful even if you aren’t bothered. You love him unconditionally and toxic fans won’t stop that.

He’ll post you both together on his socials from time to time to make sure people know he’s still very much in love and he coaxes you to sit with him on his lives to show you off

Joseph knows how much you love his hair and will grow his curls out for you to play with. It becomes common for you to cut his hair instead of a professional, he prefers you to do it how you like it.

We also know Joseph is a dog person, your puppy dog is now your child. You both adore your pets and treat them like your babies.

Speaking of babies…

Jospeh is very happy to have kids with you if that’s something you want. He loves the idea of you being a mother, to have a baby that you created together.

If you don’t want kids thats fine too, he’s happy with you and he doesn’t need more, he’s content knowing that theres no worry of the child having to be hidden from cameras and fans.

He always has to keep you close to make sure he knows your safe and not being harassed. He loves when he meets fans who also adore you, glad that there are good people put there who are happy for him regardless.

You get to know that other cast members and you all go out from time to time for meals and such

Joseph loves to splash his cash and take you out on an expensive dinner every now and then to make sure the romance never dies.

He’s definitely someone who would cover the bedroom in candles, rose petals on the bed and he’s led across it with a a rose in his mouth making you giggle before joining him for a long, pleasurable night.

He’s a PDA guy and I don’t want to be convinced otherwise. He always wants to hold your hand or have him arm around your waist, kisses to your face and long hugs when he has to leave for a few hours.

Living with him is a dream and he never fails to keep your spirits up. On the days you are a little down and tired of the world he’s always there to hold you, he’s your biggest supporter and loves you to the ends of the earth

#joseph morgan #joseph morgan smut #joseph morgan fluff #jomo #the originals #the vampire diaries #klaus mikaelson #klaus mikealson fanfiction #the vampire diares imagine #joseph morgan titans #ben hur #joseph #klaus mikaelson x reader #klaus mikaleson imagine #klaus mikaelson one shot #niklaus imagines #klaus michaelson #klaus m #klaus mikaelson x y/n #kol mikaelson #tvd klaus #rebekah mikaelson #elijah mikaelson #niklaus mikaelson #tvd universe #hope mikaelson #klaus mikaelson headcanon #klaus mikaelson fluff #klaus mikaelson yandere #klaus mikealson smut

[herebedragonsbooks]

A brief introduction to the MBTI

Hi everyone! As I have seen the MBTI community is getting bigger here around Tumblr, I decided to take the chance and start making some posts sharing my (really) humble knowledge about it. This post (that I hope to be the first of many) is an attempt of a quick overview of this whole theory while trying to keep it as simple as I can so that everyone will be able to understand at least the basic concepts Hope you like it and find it useful! 🫶🏼

What’s the MBTI?

The MBTI is a typology/pseudoscientific psychology theory made by Katherine Cook Brigs and her daughter Isabel Brigs Myers inspired by the works of the psychoanalyst Carl Jung. According to Katherine’s idea if everyone knew their personality types, people could recognize more easily their strengths and flaws as well choose carrer paths or jobs that fit their personalities better

Basic points of the theory

The theory claims that everyone could be sorted in one of the 16 different personality types, depending on which of the 8 Jung’s functions they used, and in which order they were sorted. Also, people from the same type are more likely to enjoy the same kind of hobbies, have similar interest or even get along better with certain people

So, this is related to the 16p thing with the people with colours?

Short answer: Yes!

Long answer: Yes and no, it’s difficult to explain

The 16p test is the first approach most people have to MBTI (I had that phase too, don’t worry) but unfortunately that test can’t be considered accurate. The Myers Brigs Theory is based on functions and their order (I will elaborate about it later, I promise) while the 16p sorts people in the types using a totally different criteria which consists in an axis selection between Extrovert-Introvert, Intuitive-Sensor, Thinker-Feeler, and Judging and Perceiving and is also quite stereotypical. So, your 16p type can be completely different from your MBTI type

What are the functions?

Okay, this is the big question. Functions are one of the basic concepts in typology and it could be sum up as how we process the information we receive and the way our personality traits show up in real life. There are total of 8 functions: Se (Extroverted Sensing), Si (Introverted Sensing), Te (Extroverted Thinking), Ti (Introverted Thinking), Ne (Extroverted Intuition), Ni (Introverted intuition), Fe (Extroverted Feeling) and Fi (Introverted Feeling)

Soon I will be making another post about what each function means and how they order affects us 😉

The different personality types

There are 16 personality types divided in four groups depending on the functions they use:

-The analysts: People who use Intuitive and Thinking functions go here, these MBTI types are known for being logical, knowledge lovers and problem solvers. They can either be: INTP, ENTP, INTJ or ENTJ

-The Sentinels: People who use Introvert Sensing go here, these MBTI types are known for being practical, organized, responsible and predictable. They can either be: ISFJ, ESFJ, ISTJ or ESTJ

-The Diplomats: People who use Intuitive and Feeling functions go here, these MBTI types are known for being highly idealistic and empathic. They can either be: INFP, ENFP, INFJ or ENFJ

-The Explorers: People who use Extrovert Sensing function go here, these MBTI are known for being spontaneous, practical, quite observant, and aware of their surroundings. They can either be: ISTP, ESTP, ISFP or ESFP

So that’s all for now! My next typology post will elaborate more about the functions and how they work. It’s already on the process, so stay tunned if you want to know more about MBTI Meanwhile, I will try to answer any question you may have about it either on the comments or in my inbox, so don’t be afraid to speak up. Reblogs are appreciated🥰

#MBTI #mbti #mbti stuff #mbti types #mbti personality types #mbti personalities #mbti functions #typology #typology stuff #16 personality types #16 personalities

[mutedeclipse]

I got really inspired to list off some basic bomberman anatomy headcanons that ive picked up from 2022-2023 so i introduce to you...

BOMBERMAN BASICS, a blanket guide to understanding whatever the fuck mutedeclipse has going on

By lunar myth.

Before i proceed i need to preface and clarify i function on a loose, but still grounded logic of the biomechanical. This is fantasy alien tech it doesnt have to all make sense, and konami disregards consistency in their own series anyway so this is MY way. They have biosynthetic components, like skin and they have mechanical components, like a screen, but they also have mouths inside those screens and can eat to recover energy like any other being of flesh and bone (i will explain this LATER. we'll get to it dear friend it will not make sense to most ontill we get there)

As a robotic 'species' their creation is a rather individual process, while components are standard they come in many shapes, sizes and colours! But the main thing is what goes on inside that makes a bomber a bomber. Aside from those there are exceptions and rules commonly broken. (I do whatever but this is my baseline, as an example my own sona works on extremely nonsensical logic by design)

Internally they have a ribcage, a flexible spine, pelvis.. ish and a 'skull' in order to protect their core and other delicate parts. with soft, flexible joints and limbs with hands that vary from bomber to bomber, although the standard tend to have rather malleable, flexible fingers that are gloved with mittens or regular old gloves.. either way theyre typically covered, If exposed they resemble human hands, although finger count is a resounding 4 including an opposing thumb (ive decided its not a stylistic choice actually its cuter if they only have 4 fingers on average per hand) and 0 toes, with malliable, adaptable feet

i believe that bombermen as a whole, classic, R or any other continuity run on a sort of small-scale hyper-efficient combustion engine which burns consumed fuel. (while food is typical basically anything that can be blown up and burned can be consumed to refuel) which not only is a partial reason for their name as bombers and a big distinguishing factor from just any ordinary bio machine. Their Engine resides neatly in their chest and it almost sounds like a heartbeat if you lay your ear to their synth-flesh, their bodies have a lifelike warmth due to their fuel source. The engine also produces light that may faintly shine through as body blushing

Now onto the head... difficult to tackle but ill try to make this make as much sense as i can... their head is exactly what you see is what we're working with. They have a 'screen' that for the purpose of expression have lights for the purpose of expression. that screen is also rather flexible, as it is a Non-Newtonian fluid. Bear with me here this is about to get insane.

Typically a flexible/malleable sheet of glass-like material it may become liquid through some sort of reaction not quite understood past "these specific components make this sheet of glass become permeable when used as stimuli", the material only sticks to itself, allowing objects to freely pass through creating small ripples in a bomber's face as they eat, or sticking out their tongue. (Yes They have tongues because i really want them to know the pleasures of good food ok? I want them to enjoy good meals with eachother and bond over that. Its a lovely thought to me.) They have artificial tastebuds there that mimic the capabilities of any normal tongue. They may also have teeth. I havent decided on that being standard yet because they either swallow things whole like snakes (horrifying) or chew things up (also weirdly horrifying but makes more sense considering itd help with combustion).

Inside the aforementioned 'skull' like structure, which mainly consists of a component refered to as a core, this contains the personality, memory and other things that revolve around individualistic abilities of a given bomber, it acts as a brain for these little guys and can be just as delicate as one, a faulty core can spell a whole host of problems for a bomber, such as memory issues and faulty power regulation. Touch receptors run down from the core through the body in order to aid in a sense of touch (most sensative in the hands (palms), antenna, face, etc. Normal places youd expect)

The antenna work like whiskers as it aids in the balance of a bomberman along with a general receptor of data around them, they respond to many different kinds of stimuli, typically sound and signals sent by other bombers. (theyre kinda like bugs in that isnt that neat) the standard antenna has a rather gummy like quality and is at least a little translucent, if you look inside sometimes you can notice a little light of the receptor inside. The standard ball antenna may irregularly spike up in response to strong emotions. Despite seeming like a defense mechanism, this is an unintended effect of the structure.

As theyre mechanical body modification (one of my oldest hcs and one of my favorites) and cybernetics tend to be a sight thats not too uncommon, stay tuned and i might tackle those next. In the meantime i can awnser questions about this because Im barely sure if this makes sense and im bad at articulating.

#lunar myth rambles #bomberman #bomberman hcs #my bomberman hcs

[danwhobrowses]

One Piece Chapter 1086 - Initial Thoughts

So we are back, one more for the road

Last week was madness, the Reverie once again proving that the Reverie has been the sleeper arc of the whole series - remember when we wanted to get straight to Wano? Those were the days

Still, now we move to the next, a bittersweet one with news that Oda will be taking the next 4 weeks off to get eye surgery for his astigmatism. We can only hope the surgeons take especial care of fixing Oda's eyes for this one, he needs them to keep up with the peak fiction

Spoilers for the Chapter, Support the Official Release also

Colour spread for today, rainy days and rainbows, appreciate Franky having a water spurt hairdo, plus he and Luffy about to splash the hell out of the crew (sans Zoro and Jinbe)

It seems we're continuing on the end point of the Reverie now

Also important that the Gorosei's translation is now 'Five Elder Planets', before it was 'Five Elder Stars' but given how we know that one was called Saturn it makes more sense

Feel bad for the Alabasta guardians; Igaram, Shaka and Pell trying to get to the bottom of things, when they know Cobra's died paired with Vivi being missing they're gonna beat themselves up pretty badly

But Vivi and Wapol have stowed away in the Aegis Kingdom's ship (also ironic since Aegis is a word for 'Shield', as it shields them from the WG)

Wapol's also in comms with Morgans, who agrees to feign looking for a scoop there to pick them up

The thought bubbles are deceptive, I think they're meant to be whispers since Wapol and Vivi are conversing, but Wapol doesn't want to breathe a word about what he saw, but Vivi won't leave because CP0 is after her

Wapol didn't even seem to tell her that Cobra's dead, since she wanted to contact him to ensure she's safe

Unsurprisingly, CP0 are also after Vivi and Sabo

Fuck off Stelly

FUCK OFF SPANDAM

Bonney stowed away on the 'Tajine Kingdom', apparently Tajine is a stew, and the aptness here is that Bonney is hungry

And of course Sabo, bleeding out, is on Lulusia's ship

Back at Marejois after the ships depart, the Gorosei discuss Sabo, they seem to have done a bit of a background check on him, since they know him to be surrounded by people of D.

Imu's on the call though, it seems the super Nuke that destroyed Lulusia was called 'the Mother Flame', and it was invented by Vegapunk

It seems the Gorosei were itching to try it out, but they were thinking uninhabited areas, nuking the deserts so to speak, but Imu decides upon Lulusia

No care for the human life, and the Gorosei don't seem to argue much about it

Imu's reason is vague though 'close proximity', close to what? or who? The Gorosei didn't know Sabo was there until after the order but you can't rule it out for Imu to know

And we finally get the Gorosei names, each are 'warrior gods' of a certain division

Saturn we already knew but his area is Defense Science, which explains why he is going to Egghead

Long beardo is Saint Markus Mars, Environmental Warrior God

Gorbachev is Saint Topman Valcurie, according to later notes it's Val or Wal, and the curie may be Marie Curie-based which sounds like Mercury, Justice Warrior God

Swordsman is Saint Ethan Baron V. Nusjuro...At first I thought Neptune but it's more 'Venus-juro', Finance Warrior God

And finally regular dude/manly stubble is Saint Shepard Ju Peter, Agriculture Warrior God

I admire the creativity but I can't deny it kinda annoys me that we're not consistent with the planet names, either name them all clearly (Shepard Jupiter, Ethan Baron Venus-Juro, Topman Mercury) or make them all partial (Markus Marrus and Jay Garcia Santa Nur)

Regardless, Saturn seems to be at the helm of the Mother's Flame, while the others justify using it as a means of 'instantly quelling protracted conflict'

Imu also wants Vivi, calling her by name, no honorifics. You were so uppity about Lily's full name Imu why not call her Princess Nefertari D. Vivi huh?

Coincidentally, Tajine and Aegis' kingdoms both went into rebellion, giving Akainu more of a headache

More Seraphim! We do have an S-Flamingo, S-Gecko and S-Crocodile

Seems Croco had that scar while he was young too, I wonder if S-Flamingo is like his adult self too

Very interested about S-Gecko mind you, because remember the Moria we know and don't quite like was the depression phase 'quit the chase but not the game' version, a younger more ambitious Moria may be more terrifying

I also wonder what fruit they gave S-Crocodile, since Green Blood can't do Logia or Zoan

But also, I thought Vegapunk only made four, S-Shark was in a room with the number 4 and he wasn't ready for combat yet, did the WG manage to replicate the process?

Also with these 3 Seraphim I can guess how most of the 4 kingdoms whose rebellions failed didn't succeed...

Back with Sabo we learn that the rebellion was waiting for the royals when they docked, which is no surprise given how they had the Peachbeard incident, so they welcomed Sabo pretty happily

He didn't correct them on the Cobra incident though, which is a bit cruel because sure you want them to still be filled with rebellion but you're also inviting them to kill any and all royals, even the good ones

Seems Moda the Milk Girl (who remember has family in the Navy, will be getting bad coffee again in the office now) and the other Lulusia survivors were in fact recruits for the army

Sabo was on a ship when the nuking happened

Sabo confirms that something man-made caused the destruction

Ivankov is all of us though, putting the threads together

The Imu of the original 20 was Saint Nerona Imu, Nerona sounds familiar, could be Verona the Italian city Shakespeare used, or maybe referencing Emperor Nero, but I can't quite put my finger on it

Ivankov also posits that Imu could be the same via 'an ability granting eternal youth', but he doesn't say Law's fruit, instead it's a book of Genesis with Santa strangling a Snake XD

Of course there is room for doubt, but Ivankov's reasoning is sound, the Gorosei would be outranked by a founder

They also suggest that Vegapunk made the weapon, which is true

But Dragon notes that Vegapunk would never make a killing machine, so perhaps he was manipulated into making something else that was reused as a weapon, which would explain the need to test it too

Ivankov keeps on speaking the fans' voice, what if the Mother's Flame is an Ancient Weapon, but Dragon does make the point of why use it now

All this stuff relaying what we've said does make me wonder if the truth is much wilder than this

Oh, a Celestial Dragon has been sentenced to death, sadly I can already guess who

The Dragons are feeling the lack of food but they still have cake so fuck them

Our first known God's Knights is introduced, with crescent hair/beard, he is the Judge for the Celestial Dragons, and former King of God Valley!

Saint Figarland Garling...Figarland...*looks up* OH! Oh...the family the Red Movie they thought Uta was from, and thus maybe Shanks, who was likely found on God Valley

He's a Saint which means he must've been a Celestial Dragon, but he doesn't dress like them, he's more like the Gorosei so perhaps he's between that rank

Yeah...Mjosgard has been sentenced to death, shot on a WG cross

'Anyone who protects scum is lower than the scum they protect' my guy that's not how the Naruto quote goes

Methinks that the Charloss incident is the cause of this, since Mjosgard approved his attack

Well we got a lot of information to whet ourselves for the month, finally catching up through all (well, most, we never saw what Shanks told the Gorosei) of the Reverie's incidents.

God's Knights have been introduced strongly via Garling, but as the commander we must expect him to be the top level, I wonder what level he's on in general, since 10+ straw hats plus allies won't be expected to fight 5 Gorosei plus Imu, perhaps the top God's Knight fights the God Usopp?

Getting all the Gorosei's names was unexpected, as well as the divisions they cover; Science, Law, Agriculture, Finance and Environment, all key areas, though Agriculture and Environment feel like they're hand in hand. It's interesting that they're considered gods as well, perhaps like the Five Wisdom Buddha (interestingly another name is the Five Jinas, Jina meaning 'Victor' or 'Conqueror'). While I'll have to live through the gripes with their names, it's interesting that they did in fact leave out the planet names of Earth, Neptune, Uranus and Pluto, the latter three of which are the namesakes of ancient weapons. Perhaps Imu is indeed the Earth, or just space itself (the void, or Mu), leaving Luffy the Sun and Blackbeard to potentially be the Moon.

Pour one for Mjosgard, the last reasonable Celestial Dragon we know of, joining T-Bone for the 'we wanted people of their profession to die but not them specifically' group. But in his place we get S-Flamingo, it'll be interesting how the new trio of Seraphim (which does complete the seven, unless the WG do intend to make more, I wonder if Green Blood and replicate Law's fruit could they still get eternal life?) will be utilized for the plot, they did mention the real Crocodile being on Empty Bluffs - Buggy's HQ - so are we gonna get a Croco-crossover? Or More o' Moria? Time will tell.

As for the Revolutionaries, I feel like this is reason for the Army to want to confront Vegapunk on Egghead (I feel like Vegapunk didn't know he was making something for an Ancient Weapon, if it is that, maybe it was a failed experiment to create a mini-sun as a fuel source, changed into a weapon, since Lilith did mention something like that as an ambition), but one wonders if Sabo will be compelled to join or to go in search of Vivi instead to deliver Cobra's message. I feel like Alabasta aren't privy to Vivi's status or the truth of Cobra's death so it might be a cold welcome for him.

I still maintain that I don't think we'll see Luffy and co next chapter, but it did feel like this was a good stopping point for Oda before things get even more out of hand, we still have loose threads dangling but we'll see what Oda's recovered, surgically fixed pair of eyes will set on us in July.

#one piece #one piece spoilers #op spoilers #egghead island arc #reverie #gorosei #nefertari vivi #nefertari d. vivi #sabo #flame emperor sabo #jewelry bonney #seraphim #imu sama #dr vegapunk #revolutionary army #monkey d. dragon #emporio ivankov #donquixote mjosgard #cp0 #wapol #big news morgans #eiichiro oda

[pandorasboxoftreasures]

I BRINGETH!

Hate to admit it, don’t wanna name names. 

But the level of structural accuracy of canon Na’vi character fanart MUST improve.

It’s been 6 months now. And I still keep seeing some very high quality art in amazing styles, however, the characters themselves are severely lacking in their accuracy.

I’ve been pointing out what I can about the worst victim of this, Recom “Ritch” Quaritch, and I’ve noticed people have been paying more attention and noticing these little things on their own. It’s great seeing artists working hard and perfecting their skills.

I hate as an artist to have to say that it’s not been enough for quite a lot of artists I’ve seen so far. I know everybody is improving and working hard. Including myself. And everyone has to start drawing Na’vi somewhere.

But I think I need to nudge things along a bit more. And I recently discovered a new way that may help.

Using a painting filter to basically give each character human-ish skin and eyeballs. (Unfortunately only in one light tone which is very frustrating but I guess it’s consistent and the lighter shade will make details harder to miss in different lighting situations) Clearing up the beautiful to observe but visually cluttering to study and paint details and colour palettes. Some of you may find this horrifying, I dunno. A warning anyway.

For months whenever people tell me “He’s ugly in the movie!” I’d rebuke with “He’s classically beautiful. Like works from the Italian and Dutch masters. Like the ancient sculptures of Rome. Slap him down on a couch in front of Da Vinci or Michelangelo and they’d piss themselves with sheer awe.”

Well, here’s the proof... kinda... using screenshots I’ve collected and made myself in as many angles as I could fit together for now with different levels of quality until I can get my 4K inputs sorted :

STOP JUST PAINTING HIM BELOW THE NECK!  YOU HAVE NO EXCUSES NOW!

Try rendering him similar to this in your target or individual style, and THEN put the Na’vi detailing on top. See if it makes a difference.

Granted, the filter only worked on some angles (I have more images to add later too) and it did make some very minor alterations, I did my best to mimise them, regardless take note. And it couldn’t get every little crease. But with how much missing the mark there’s been anyway, I guess aiming for this is still better than the status quo (again not naming names except for maybe myself).

I’m gonna be doing this with other characters, too. I simply figured starting with him would both be the best test as to whether this would help as well as fight the tide of “this artwork is amazing but who the hell is that guy” disease.

It might also be worth my while to morph these together and see what I get. 1 uniform face for each character. Guess I’ll see what happens with the others.

Note the other posts I’ve made about the finer details like moles and freckles past and future as companions to this one. 

I’ve also got another post coming up about the consistencies and differences of the patterns in the bioluminescent freckles each Na’vi subspecies has so watch out for that if you’re interested.

(SO GLAD TO BE ABLE TO SHOW HOW VISUALLY DISTINCT HE IS FROM HIS HUMAN DONOR, TOO! LIKE DAMN. THEY HAVE THEIR SIMILARITIES OF COURSE BUT I SHOULD PROBABLY DO THE SAME TO HUMAN QUARITCH SEE WHAT SHOWS UP)

UPDATE HOLD UP I THINK I FIGURED OUT A BETTER WAY OF DOING THIS BY USING THE PAINTING FILTER AS A BRIGHTNESS LAYER WITH THE ORIGINAL IMAGE COLOURS UNDERNEATH BEHOLD MUCH BETTER RESULTS AND NOT HUMANWASHING I’LL TRY AND REDO THE ORIGINAL IMAGES THIS WAY:

#avatar fanart #fanart reference #atwow fanart #fanart #art reference #avatar na'vi #na'vi character #avatar recom #recom #avatar quaritch #recom quaritch #na'vi quaritch #avatar miles quaritch #recom miles quaritch #na'vi miles quaritch #miles quaritch #Colonel Miles Quaritch #recom colonel quaritch #quaritch fanart #recom quaritch fanart #colonel quaritch #avatar colonel #na'vi colonel quaritch #na'vi with human skin #human skin na'vi #de-blued Na'vi #still not sure about the implications of this but again there's no skintone options and this is for artistic reference #now go forth and do better

[queenie-the-writer]

how i make my posts: what should be a simple guide

i’ve gone through various formats of posts and i’m going to try to cover as much as possible in seven slides of text so bear with me

— FORMATTING —

there are so many options when it comes to choosing your format, and you can even combine some together which is what i do.

custom (most of my covers and my light academia theme)

twitter (my early posts)

tumblr (came later in my themes)

notes app (i haven’t done this myself but i’ve seen it before)

right now and for my past few themes, i use a combo of custom covers that i design myself using canva, tumblr to write my posts bc i find it the most versatile and easy to use, and twitter for my call out posts!

another thing to think of when it comes to formatting is how you want your account layout to look. a classic is the checkerboard, where you switch between too different formats of post covers like i do. you can play around with this too!

— ACCESSIBILITY —

one of the most important things is making sure that your fonts are readable, especially when it comes to making custom posts.

there’s nothing wrong with using stylized fonts—i’m a sucker for pretty fonts too—but if you do decide to use a font that may be harder to read, i strongly advise you to include an alt text as while. you can see this on my post covers too :)

i normally try to incorporate 4-6 different fonts that compliment each other well: one stylized font for titles, a sans font for alt text, a serif font for other text, and sometimes a few others.

also consider the colour of your font against the background. usually i go for a darker background image and a white font bc i think it looks more elegant, but that doesn’t mean you can’t make your own style too!

— APPS —

canva. that’s it. the app that will save. your. life.

i use canva for literally everything related to my account and i have since i started it. it’s very user-friendly and the more you use it the better at it you’ll get!

canva offers so many options even if you only use the free version like me. it has so many fonts and graphics and effects, the possibilities are endless!

i also use pinterest for photos and a feed preview for instagram that lets me see my post layout before i actually post anything!

canva!!

pinterest

picsart

feed preview

— CAPTIONS —

can you believe i put almost as much work into my captions as i do my posts. what can i say, i like pretty things.

the basics to include in a caption:

a space for what you want to say

qotd + aotd

follower count (if you want!)

the date

a mini promo space

hashtags

there’s a lot more you could put if you wanted, but i think starting off with the list above is the way to go.

i have font keyboard apps that let me stylize the caption further, and i also use online text divider sites where you can copy and paste the text dividers and add them where you want.

— ADDITIONALLY —

to increase reach and engagement, you can share your new post to your story to alert followers and remind them to check it out themselves!

another thing you can have is a tag list. this is a list of account mentions consisting of followers who have asked to be on it that you post in the comment section of your posts. a simple poll on your story for ppl to ask to be on it works great!

don’t add people to your tag list who have not asked to be on it. especially if they don’t follow you. it won’t encourage them to engage with your post and it’s blatantly disrespectful imo. so just pls don’t do it!

at the end of your posts, you can have a promo slide, commonly called an end card, that encourages ppl to follow for more of your content. i will do another post on how i make my end cards soon! <3

#instagram post #writers on instagram #writing post #writing account #to be a writer #graphic design

[inamckxox-blog]

Production Design: Not as easy as I thought...

"Choose an interior space that you have access to and take some still images of how it naturally looks. Using colour, production design and light you are now tasked with creating a visual mood for the space in 5 photographs. Think about how you can dress the space and introduce colour with props as well as with the use of light. Take notes about your approach, include things like intended colour pallet, time of day, sun position and a basic floor plan. You may also complete this exercise as a short film which is no longer than 1min 30 seconds."

-Andrew O'Connor

With the learning we had done in class, it was time to apply it to our own projects. Originally, I had big plans for this exercise, far too big for a 1min30sec film. I wanted to be overly ambitious because I thought it would be simple, which I quickly realised, was very wrong.

As soon as we had read the brief at the end of class, I had my idea. I had been wanting to change my bedroom around, so I thought, if I stripped everything from the room and then built it back up as the set design, I'd be set. New room design, easy completed exercise, no problem. Except for the fact that I thought this wasn't enough so I wanted to make it stop-motion. Now, do I think thats a bad film idea for a fun personal project? No, I think it would be great. However, for a class exercise I realised later on that I was trying to do a little too much. Also, thinking back on it now, I'm not sure what kind of emotion I would go for. Doesn't really hit the mark for the assignment.

I think on it for a bit and have told a few people about the idea, no objections. Only thing, I was a one man group. This was ok with me, I didn't mind, but when Joseph and I were chatting about the project and we found out we were both partnerless, we decided to team up. Just gave us both a bit of help with everything. We met up for coffee to discuss everything, and I pitched my stop-motion idea. Joseph really liked that idea, but suggested the concept of doing a different emotion. "Uneasy," he said. "Maybe a sleep paralysis type of thing, with the stop motion." Absolutely brilliant I thought, little bit different and gives us a lot to mess around with. We fleshed out the idea a little more while we were there and planned to send each other photos of our respective flats to see what space would work better. The basic concept was to do some sort of stop motion to show that the room was slightly off, things wouldn't be in the right place, or maybe just incorrect in some way. A crooked poster, a teddy staring only at the camera, things upside down, honestly whatever. Just to make it seem like it wasn't quite right, it made you... uneasy. :)

We ended up choosing Joseph's flat, as you can see in the pictures above, and decided not to go with my flat because it usually gets an insane amount of natural light, which wasn't the plan for our shoot. Joe's flat obviously has this very dark blue wall that was unavoidable so it was going to be a major part of our colour palette. We also opted to use the yellow couch rather than the brown one because we were worried that when we used the dark and shadow-y lighting that we wanted for the film, it wouldn't be contrasting enough and it would melt into the background. Additionally, the lighting and candles that we ended up using were quite yellow and worked quite well together from all three sources. After that we decided to include the music posters and bass to provide a bit of context clues about the character, which coincidentally all ended up having red elements to them. Because of these three colours showing up consistently throughout our set and set dressings, they ended up being our core colour palette, and I was honestly quite happy with how they worked together. Using these primary colours together makes for very distinctive breaks within the image, for example, the yellow circle created by the lamp, or the red rectangle on Owen Neil (our actor) made by the blanket and his shirt. Even the dark blue wall in the background is apparent behind the posters.

With our shoot date coming up quickly and two very busy schedules, we were trying to establish a time that would work for both of us as well as an actor who would be available. Luckily for us, Joseph's flatmates and some other friends were booking equipment and we decided to book out one set and share it between us as it would be in the same location and it made it easier to get access to the rather limited supply that the school had (not a dig at the uni, just the reality with 80 other 3rd years). So off we went, picking up the equipment all together and transporting it to the flat. This also kind of helped budget-wise as we were able to split the cost of the taxi we used, and with all of us being broke uni students, it was a win.

All of this resulted in us filming on Thursday, October 12th. I walked into Joe's flat and we got straight to work. Other objects were required to fill the space and provide this sense of uneasy that we wanted, and it just so happened that I had a skull about the size of a small suitcase and some rather large candles from Ikea that when paired together made a very ominous looking backdrop. It was a bit out of place as it is just a random massive skull in the back of the shot but I thought it still made for an interesting piece of set dressing that furthered our desired emotion. We also included a number of posters with music artists in them, one of the larger ones being Jimmy Hendricks. The poster makes it appear like he is looking at you so we put it behind Owen's shoulder to kind of get this idea that something was watching him, and with our chosen lighting and after the edit, it was a dark and creepy addition to the set. Following along with that music idea we had a bass guitar beside Owen and a guitar behind him, trying to imply a little more about our characters personality. Bass guitar, famous musician's posters, guess he likes music then. We also decided to include a coffee table with a lamp on it to imply a light source within the frame. It filled out the righthand side of the shot a bit more and gave the room a bit more of a 'homely' feel. Looking back on it, including a glass of water or a mug might have added a bit more detail to it and while it is a relatively insignificant object in the room, it would have made it feel more lived in. Overall Joseph and I agreed that this was where we lacked in terms of our production design. Although we had our unnerving and somewhat strange/creepy objects, we fell short on the items that would have made the space more believable as an actual home. We did include a cuddly toy, Bongo, seen in the bottom righthand side of the master, but it didn't quite fill that idea of a settled space. The final thing we added was these false plants that hung from the ceiling light, which honestly, wasn't one of our more thought out choices. When I went looking for things that would help fill the space in some way, they seemed like a good idea. Funnily enough though, those plants kind of helped me realise the thing were always told as film students, which is that if something doesn't have a purpose, then it shouldn't be there. This is sort of a universal rule in all of filmmaking, like it applies the same way to production design that it does to script writing, or even a visual approach. Those plants didn't really have to be there, and all they were doing was distracting from the things we did put there purposefully. Wild how that works.

So the shoot went great, little bit longer than we expected but we ordered a pizza we remained in high spirits. Owen sat like a champ while Joe and I took turns setting up shots and discussing what we wanted to achieve visually. I really enjoyed having the double DOP dynamic, and we bounced off each other really well so the process went smoothly. Once we had wrapped I took all the video files and we divied up the editing jobs. Joe had a 48 hour shoot challenge that he was doing that weekend so we agreed that I would cut the clips together, send them over to him, and he would finish the picture-lock and sort out the sound design before sending it back to me and I would finish up the grade. Considering we had no audio recording of any sort other than the camera's audio, Joe did a pretty impressive job of whipping up some sort of sound design. While it wasn't perfectly blended, it was effective none the less. I didn't do much in terms of the grade, just boosted the yellows and reds to make them more pronounced and increased the shadows in an attempt to make it even more unsettling. Joe then came up with the title 'When I Wake', so I slapped a title card and the credits on there and we sent it off to our lecturer.

Overall the experience was one of creative collaboration and learning, and I was very pleased with the final result. It was cool to see how a space can be changed by a combination of lighting, set dressing, location and so on. Some questions that I still have are; does the art department set up the scene just once or do they have to change it with every camera movement or new shot, where do you draw the line between proper dressing and over dressing a set, and is it easier to build a set from the ground up or to find a location that suits and go from there? All of these will be answered in time once I gain more experience but I'm keen to learn more.

[702maddihohneck]

REFLECTION

The process of beginning a proper set-up for my freelancing design business, ‘Mad Creative,’ is so exciting. Even though I have done some freelancing for clients in the past, I have never had a proper structure to my business and every project has been different. By now setting Mad Creative up with a proper structure and business framework, it will make each project more seamless, therefore the customer will hopefully have a great experience. Even though this assignment was created for a group, I decided to complete this by myself, as I thought that focusing on my business venture would be such a beneficial use of time.

What I have learnt through my market research and interviews with both Jacky and Maddie, is that it is so important to always keep pushing my creative boundaries. I need to always continue trying things and experimenting with my creativity, as that is what will make me different from the rest. I also learnt that I should always try to create and take any opportunities that present themselves, therefore I will aim never to get too comfortable.

It takes perseverance, self-discipline, enthusiasm, consistency, and consistency to make freelancing a full-time career. Even though I plan to continue my freelancing business as a casual role, there is a potential of making this a full-time position later in life once I have had experience in the industry. I need to ensure I approach freelancing like a real job and carry out my responsibilities to a standard that benefits the earnings that I hope to make from doing it. Graphic design is highly subjective and opinionated; some people will love the work, and some may not, and that's fine. Because of this, I must always remember that my work will be criticised when I work in this field. However, I must also remember to take advice from others, since most of the time, doing so will help me create better work and see things from new angles and perspectives.

In terms of challenges, I did struggle to finalise my branding and visual identity for Mad Creative. This is because I wanted to design a system that represents me and who I aspire to be as a designer. I found that I had heaps of ideas, but none were developing, however, I found that when I channelled my inspirations and passions, the design flowed. Now with the finalised design system including the fun styled illustrations and vibrant colours, I think it creates a groovy look and aesthetic. I also wanted to use quite a legible typeface in contrast with the symbols, as I want it to be clear and easy to use.

This project has helped me immensely in learning about what it means to be a freelance designer and planning how to set up my business with a solid framework, built on business structures, contingency plans, analysis, research and planning. I am also glad that I interviewed two friends that are already within the industry, as it gave me extra insider insight into what I should expect and their experiences with it.

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[danger-noodle-uwu]

I'm new to tumblr so is this how you do request? May I request the brothers forgetting mc's birthday and later remembering it. How would they react? Maybe they were busy or something. Your choice if you wanna do the dateables too.

Trigger warning

Mentions of Angst/sad/slight comfort

Lucifer

Busy almost all the time, the first-born barely spent time with our dear Mc. He would try to finish the work only for more to be slammed on his desk.

Never would his brothers acknowledge his efforts or the sacrifices he made for them. Instead they'd mock him. Mock him for being absent at all family times. Mock him for doing what he does.

It was once again such a time, such a day. They didn't bother to care what the day has held for his beloved. It was their birth.

The birth of the one who truly changed his life along with his brothers. It was such a blessing yet he forgot about it. Entirely.

The Avatar of pride was strong, Lucifer wasn't. He was weak. Vulnerable. Especially against his brothers whom he adored with his entire being.

And the mocking words had stabbed him deeply, which made his current state as to how it was. Drunk. Wounded. Crying.

Rubbing his eyes, he awoke to a mess of his office which screamed the need for cleanliness.

During the process, he found the calender. A sweet calender gifted him by his doll.

A smile had crept on his face as he lifted it for what? Perhaps to calm the unsettling feeling in his bones that told him to run but where he didn't know?

While their lover was, Mc wilted much like a delicate flower would if the sun stopped shinning, they were laying curled on the floor of his room. Mc needed him.

How could he forget his own lover's birthday?! even after he promised... it hurts.. so much...

Yesterday. The poor human cut the cake wished themselves a happy birthday when he didn't...crying...in pain...

The realization hit hard. He ran to Mc's room as fast as he could. A shiver ran his spine and the horror in his stomach grew as each and every step was taken.

Yet could not find them, so he went over to his office expecting a fuming Mc.

He was once again not right, for his beloved was breaking down as he took them into his arms. Consoling.

He apologised and comforted them. Reassuring them over and over again. Reminding them his heart still is with them and no-could ever take it away.

He later threw a party, just like how you wanted. You. Him. And the growing fragrance of the candles surrounding you both.

Though late as it may have been, it was the best birthday the innocent human had. Smiling while he kissed your knuckles, he asked for your hand in marriage.

Never had you expected this...

"I Found the reason for my smile, the day I found you. Will you let me be the reason for your smile and marry me, my love?"

Mammon

As most had expected, he forgot your birthday due to witches or the modeling gig, he did not.

Instead he forgot about preparing your birthday gifts. His excitement had always gotten the best of him.

The Avatar of greed did not have enough budget to prepare the gift you dearly wished for, therefore multiple part-time jobs and skipping RAD became more often.

Despite the scolding, he didn't bother and worked on, just imagining the smile you'd make once you saw what he got you.

''I'll make Mc smile. Just one more hour extra and the budget would be*chef's kiss* '' he thought as his co-workers packed their belongings up.

It was late night and the moons shined brightly over the streets of devildom however he wasn't much worried because it was not like your birthday the next day. (it was)

Stretching his arms, he woke up around 1:35 pm due to his fucked up sleep schedule, only to be greeted by your excited figure cuddling him.

Grey-haired demon thought it was the Delirium before the day itself. He was wrong.

At first he acted totally oblivious to the fact any special day was just around the corner. He knew that surprises even more better!!

And then your great mammon ignored you for a while to rid of the risk of you following him to the destination.

Though his plan was to get your hopes down, he ended up making you cry. It hurts a lot especially when the love of your life forgets your birthday afterall you gave him everything he wanted on his.

The visit was successful. He even had extras left to treat you!!!

The was big achievement for someone who hated working to the slightest, to work for 3 weeks and multiple jobs!!!

But before he left, the seller mocked him about being a damned day late for this gift could have been sold at a better price if not booked.

That is when it all clicked and he panicked. Today was your birthday! Oh shit!!

He rushed home back to you. As he ran, he planned how to ask for your forgiveness.

" Oi Mc I'm sorry!--Oh hell no!!" "Mc I fucked I am sorry, please forgive afterall I'm your first man.--fuck this shit imma just play smooth."

Panting, he paused right before the door of your room and knocked lightly. Seeking your permission to enter.

You lazily opened the door for him, tired after shedding many tears for him.

Mammon instantly knew what to do. "Oi Mc I'm sorry for not wishing ya' a happy birthday earlier but I was busy buyin you somethin', here darlin' close your eyes."

Hearing his apology, you felt oddly happy and followed his request. Soon you felt a soft cold metal cling to your wrist. A bracelet, huh.?

"Open y'er eyes, human." On your wrist was bracelet that said 'His human' and another matching one was on his wrist which said 'Their stupid' . (Now isn't that adorable?)

"I was savin' up for this, so ya' better appreciate it. Hmph!" Giggling you yelled 'I love you' at him making him blush immediately.

However, when he spoke, he spoke genuinely and not in tsundere.

"Ya' make my life worth living. You bring smiles to my face, and y'er touch shows me how much you love me and care for me. Y'er my friend and my lover. Happy Birthday!"

Leviathan

With envy filled to the brim, Leviathan was very focused upon you and having your attention only for himself. To not let anyone snatch you away for they could better be than him, he'd make notes to treat you like royalty and improve his guilt-tripping habits.

Guilt, regret, shame. His heart screamed within the confines of his chest, as he rubbed your back assuring you that he still loved and will continue to do so.

It was his envy. It had always been his envy. Who always held him captive like a bird in a cage, he struggled to break free. He just couldn't.

The fault was his for if he hadn't given in to the jealousy named poison, you would be happily celebrating your birthday rather than crying in his embrace.

The fault was his for if he hadn't screamed at your friends who just came to congratulate you about getting in a relationship with the demon you very much loved and to wish you a birthday.

They left because of him. Not because he humiliated them but he forgot his own lover's birthday and called them a pathetic cheater, as they didn't feel like reminding of what the day was. They had left off with their friends, returning at HOL at night only to get yelled at.

Caring friends as they were, they tried convincing Mc to leave which his love refused. So, they left pitying the poor human.

No-matter how much Mc begged her companions to stay, they didn't.

Oh the suffering for His Normie, they ran upto him vulnerable-ly and started hitting him weakly, breaking down. Why was he? Why was he like this?! Why must he always leave you crying due to his envy?!

"Hey easy...calm down please, I'm sorry. I really am sorry, please forgive me and I promise I will make everything right. Please." "How..?" "Please trust me. My love." "Are you sure..?" "Yes...yes...I love you..."

Could you really trust his statement? You wondered. He could forget his word much like how he forgot your birthday.

The great admiral of hell's navy was true to his word, and successfully united you again with those who almost abandoned you or it seemed like--but no they were just disappointed. They were never going to do such a thing.

The meet went smoothly, and soon the the sun was setting casting shadows along with dying light, it was a dreamy sight for anyone.

Leviathan had known that he still had to make upto you properly and therefore, he took you to the cosmos of frodane.

Red, blue, yellow, any colour you could possibly think of was there, shining as brightly you were.

Taking in a shaky breath, the Avatar of envy gave you a bouquet, each flower consisting different scent which complimented the other.

The shimmer in your eyes gave you away and he gave you a sweetly addicting kiss while mumuring...

"I always cause some mess. It is never your fault. I’m sorry for making you feel unhappy. I cannot believe that I cause hurt to you. You are my only hope for my life. I promise you that I will do my best to make a better version of myself for you, my 3rd waifu~"

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And here we go... the pain and the suffering. Lol

Hope you like it and stay safe everyone. ♡♡♡

Have a good day!

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[nctsworld]

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✩‌ yangyang x reader | skater boy!yangyang | college au | fluff | 2.2k

SUMMARY | yangyang tries to get you to skateboard for the first time and in doing so, you’re taken back to when you first met him. // for @notnctu​’s beginning collab! WARNINGS | slight injury (reader trips over a curb), one swear word, kissing RATING | teen+ TAGLIST | @infnteen​

“I can’t do this,” you mutter, shaking your head in defeat.

The ocean waves clamour nearby as you stare down at the skateboard and concrete pavement beneath your sneakers in frustration.

The weight of your helmet and the wrist guards are blatant in your every movement. Sure, it’s a little embarrassing at your age, but it’d be best to rather be safe than sorry.

Thankfully, they’ve been coming in handy during the times you almost fell and slipped off of your boyfriend’s skateboard. It may have been his idea to try to learn, but you weren’t opposed to it, thinking it’d be easy.

They say things are easier said than done, and now you’re forced to admit skateboarding definitely falls under that list.

“Yes, you can,” Yangyang softly says. Beside you, he gives your hand a gentle squeeze, causing you to peer into his gleaming eyes and bright smile.

Despite the recentness of your relationship, your boyfriend’s patience and encouragement feels like routine, like he’s been by your side for your entire life. His words don’t fall on deaf ears; you parrot his smile and muster a small nod, albeit glancing away shyly.

“Just think about all the times you’ve watched me skate past the library and copy what I did.”

Petulantly, you stick your tongue out. “It wasn’t that often.”

Disbelief reflects back at you in the form of an eyebrow raise.

“Really?”

“Really!”

Around mid-September, in the most modern, glass-structured library on campus, you found a studying area that was perfect for you.

Main floor, nearby the entrance doors for an easy exit when class was about to roll around. A high stool chair that was cushioned comfortably for endless hours of equal parts studying and procrastination. Plugs and desk space galore.

Above all, it was perfect because you had the picturesque view of the boy who always skated every other day around 11:50am towards his next class across the wide stoned boulevard in front of the library.

You noticed him the first few times when you initially sat upstairs. Even from afar and above, your interest was piqued over how coolly he skated past all the students. There were only so many students who biked to their next class, and even less who skateboarded.

And after you decided to sit downstairs for once to finally steal a closer glimpse of him, you were completely smitten upon capturing his handsome features.

Thus, your heart constantly raced in anticipation when 11:50am hit, as students scattered all across campus during this transition period. 

With a thumb tucked in his pocket and headphones over his ears to boot, the mystery skater boy often slid past around 11:55am, making your mind wonder where his former class was and where he was going. Was he in Engineering? Arts? Business?

The latter option didn’t seem likely since his style didn’t echo the stereotypical look of the faculty. Dark coloured hoodies and sweaters, bomber jackets, and skinny jeans were his usual choice of fashion, alongside the occasional baseball cap. And on the days he wore his cap backwards, he was truly in his skater element.

No matter, you always swooned with your chin perched atop your fist or resting inside your palm as he passed by. The brief sighting of him easily became the highlight of your day.

You would be lying if you said you didn’t try to look for him in your classes, but to no avail. You had to live with the fact that you’d only get to know him in passing as he skated on by the library.

When the mere hoodies and sweaters were exchanged for heavier, thicker jackets and coats, he still continued to traverse across campus via his unsurprising mode of transportation. You especially admired his dedication on the days filled with rain and wind, wishing there was some way for you to ease his trips to his next class.

All throughout the couple of months, he was consistent in attending that one class.

Except one day.

It was a Friday, about a week or two near finals season. The weather was quite chilly now, but snow wouldn’t be an issue until after winter break and well into the next semester, so there wasn’t any reason for him to not use his skateboard still.

Maybe he was sick at home, you thought. Pouting, you tried not to dwell over the stranger because that’s all what he was. 

Someone you didn’t know, someone you only watched from afar. Someone that filled your daydreams, pondering what he’d be like and what’d you two could talk about... but nevertheless a stranger.

Oddly enough, about an hour past noon, someone dragged you out of your thoughts momentarily as they unusually sat nearby your spot. 

The unspoken library etiquette was to sit as far away from others for more personal space, especially in the area where you frequented. You tried your best to ignore the shuffling of the person placing their laptop and books onto the elongated wall-length table, feigning laser-focus on your notes.  

But a few moments later, you heard a whisper coming from their direction.

“Is this your favourite spot in the library?”

“Hm?” you hummed, dragging your headphones down to your shoulders as you swivelled towards the seated stranger. Air seized in your lungs and your eyebrows shot up.

The gorgeous skater boy glowed with rosy cheeks from the cold air outside, paired with his stunning smile. You realized this was the first time you’ve ever seen him smile—preciously, by the way, with his teeth on full display—and your heart stirred like crazy.

A beat stretched out. Your jaw hung in shock and you blinked blankly. Guess you solved the mystery as to where he was today.

He beamed more intensely at your awe struck and continued to whisper, “I always see you sitting here when I get to my next class.”

“Uhm,” your jaw snapped up, prior to your dry gulp. “What?”

“Yeah,” his deep chuckling tickled your ear. God, of course a smooth voice matched a face like that. “you stare out the window so cutely whenever I pass by the library.”

A record scratched, then you rewound the moment in your head. Not only did he knew you existed but...

Did he just called you cute?

Catching on with awareness over his own words, the skater boy pouted to one side. His cheek jutted out adorably and red seemed to crawl over them, progressing over to the tips of his ears too.

Light giggling from both parties filled the space, with you tucking your hair behind your ear and him tugging on the ends of his sweater paws.

“So, are you skipping class?” you asked, tilting your head curiously.

“Yeah,” he replied, gesturing towards his busy study set-up ahead of him. It was a similar scene to yours—notes layered and layered upon each other, a laptop which displayed more notes, and a few textbooks were open too. “When you need to skip a class to study for another class...”

You nodded sympathetically, pointing a finger to your organized mess to imply the same. “Finals season.”

He nodded as well in unity and you two exchanged another round of smiles.

“I’m Yangyang.”

With that, introductions were made and bits of information were shared. Your hunch was right—he was in Engineering, but he also had some elective labs that were being held in the Science side of campus. Made sense why he had to navigate across campus from one end to the other.

Before the conversation began to get carried away, he issued a small apology. “Sorry, I really shouldn’t be interrupting your studying. I’ll leave you be.”

Admittedly, it caught you off guard. You wanted to pipe up about how he wasn’t interrupting, that you wanted to dive into getting to know him more. You’ve seen him practically almost every day for the last couple of months and you didn’t want to let this chance slip through your fingers.   

Yet, at the same time, you begrudgingly knew he was right. You had to study for your upcoming in-class final, so you held your thoughts back and unwillingly turned back to your responsibility at hand. 

It was difficult to study with skater boy being in the same vicinity as you—practically an arm’s length away from you—but you eventually tampered down your jitters and honed your attention.

Hours passed. Neither of you really shifted much besides the casual stretching or the much needed break to the bathroom.

Darkness loomed in the winter sky and out of the corner of your eye, you noticed him writing, which he hadn’t done during the time he’d been there.

And then, after an ear-piercing slow rip of paper that echoed in the library, he slid that piece of paper in your direction with one simple question that ignited the spark for the beginning of you and him—

I know we just met, but do you want to go out sometime?

“’Cause if I recall...” Yangyang continues, breaking you away from your bout of reminiscing. He absentmindedly tucks away some loose strands of hair sticking out of your helmet. “You watched me at least since the beginning of last semester—”

“Nu-uh,” you cut in, lying in a childish tone.

“Yuh-huh,” he rebuttals.

Under the warm afternoon sunlight, you two begin to have a staring contest, squinting and playfully seething at one another. When your boyfriend squints harder with a ruffle of his nose, you follow suit. Eventually, you give in with a sigh.

“Okay, fine. Even if I did watch you a lot, it doesn’t mean I can just absorb your skateboarding skills through memory.”

Cockiness fades over his joking exterior as he flashes you a shit-eating grin. “It’s cause you were too busy focusing on my handsome face.”

Becoming second nature for you by now as he’s often like this, you roll your eyes and lightly punch him in the arm, but... he isn’t wrong.

And from your lack of an articulate response, Yangyang knows he’s right.

Sparing you from injuring your pride further, he swings the conversation back to what you were doing here in the first place. 

A hand of his steadies you by the bottom of your back. “Balancing feels weird, I know, but you’ll get the hang of it. Let’s try again.”

Releasing a lengthy exhale, your head bounces fervently in hopes that false confidence and your boyfriend’s support can morph into a successful skateboard run.

The careful push he gives you is ample enough to have you ride down the street by yourself. Your body wavers side by side and you fear that you’ll teeter to a stop like all the other times, but somehow, your foot swipes across the pavement, carrying you further down the street.

It’s not fast by any means, but as you persistently execute it, you gain traction and see yourself finally riding without any issues.  

“Yangyang, I got it. I got it!” you shriek as you quickly glance back towards him.

He radiates in response and gets lost in you, equally proud that you finally found your balance and basking in how stunning you look as you coast down the beach side street.

However, his trance breaks when he sees you’re about to hit the edge of a street curb.

“Babe, watch ou—”

The scene happens fast. You’re suddenly laying on a patchy part of the grass, with the skateboard by your feet. Yangyang bolts to you, hunching down as he daintily tugs you to sit upward.

“You okay?” he pants nervously.

At first, you nod without a thought since the helmet and wrist guards have saved you from any potential major injuries. 

However, your boyfriend’s eyes widen when out of nowhere, you draw in air between clenched teeth. Your butt feels as if it’s on fire, since it was actually the body part that mostly broke your fall.  

He suggests to sit here for a while to let the pain dissipate, reassuring you’ll be fine from his own past experiences. 

As you rest awkwardly beside him on the grass, placing weight on your hip rather than your rear end, he aids you in ridding of your safety gear. Once they’re off, he kisses your hand tenderly.

“Maybe we should leave the skateboarding to me, for now,” he mumbles softly into your skin, leaving another kiss upon your hand.

You mope in agreement. “Maybe so...”

Caressed in his arms, you link eyes with him. Your eyes flutter to a close while he delicately eases you into him by the back of your neck.

The intense pressing of his lips against yours feels heavenly, almost entirely sedating your mild pain. He kisses you deeper, disregarding everyone and everything in proximity. You reciprocate it all back eagerly, cupping his cheek and gripping onto his strong frame as you do so.

Peeling away breathlessly, you tip your forehead against his. “Should we go back to the library and have me watch you longingly from our old spot?”

Yangyang hurriedly shakes his head.

“Nope. Never again,” he replies, his thumb stroking your cheek. “If you’re watching me skateboard, you’ll be doing it by my side from now on, beautiful.”

A chuckle trickles from you. You’re about to retort back, but your one and only skater boy diverts your train of thought, dragging you in for another long, blissful kiss. 

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can I please request angst #14 with Petey??

angst #14. "are you going to talk to me or?"

pairing: elias pettersson x reader word count: 1.3k warnings: angst (happy ending)

Elias Pettersson knew he was good at lots of things. He knew he was a good person, a good friend, an even better hockey player. But the one thing he wasn’t good at? Understanding what he had done to upset you.

It wasn’t that he didn’t have a relatively good understanding of the stupid things he did, he knew he had made plenty of mistakes in your relationships, easily fixable ones, really. Except this time.

It had been almost four days of complete radio silence, no text, no call, no FaceTime’s, nothing. You had sent him a thumbs up the moment he landed and told you he had landed, and no response since. Elias could easily tell you had been on your phone, snapchat stories and twitter likes popping up on both his feeds every now and then, but he could not fathom why you hadn’t texted him in days.

You had fought hundreds of times before, little spats here and there, petty arguments that just turned into nothing when he brought home your favourite food, but never an argument to the extent that you wouldn’t even text him.

“You alright over there, Petey? Lookin’ a little queasy… oh shit that rhymed, look at me go,” trying to ignore Brock was even more difficult than trying to understand why you weren’t texting him, especially when said blonde was his best friend and could pick up on every social cue Elias was giving off.

“Fine, yeah.”

Shrugging his shoulders slightly, the Swede thumbed through his phone, bringing up your contact card and then exiting out every few seconds. “Y/N still not texting you? You sure you didn’t do anything before we left?”

Tossing the phone onto the table in front of him, Elias groaned as he tried to rack his head for what he could’ve done wrong before leaving Vancouver. There was a multitude of things it could be, there was a spat right before he left the apartment, an argument over moving the cars, which somehow turned into him suggesting that the two of you should get a dog.

The Swede couldn’t pinpoint an exact moment in your last two days with one another where he might have upset you to the point of not speaking.

Halfway across the country, your eyes had barely left the box you had found sitting in Elias’ top drawer since he left. It was all you could focus on, your eyes constantly moving to find the little black box that you had moved to the top of the dresser, its closed lid haunting you, taunting you the more and more your eyes peered to it.

Elias hadn’t made any indications that this was what he was pushing towards, you hadn’t even realized he was considering this. Two years into a relationship, you knew it was possible, but you just didn’t realize how possible.

You loved him, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t, but did you love him enough to get married? Maybe. But add in the constant bickering, the continuous fights, the never-ending spats that had no regular conclusion and usually just consisted of some form of idiotic makeup in the hopes the both of you would forget about what you were arguing for anyways.

The silent treatment may have been petty, all of Elias’ texts going unanswered, snapchats only being sent back every time the timer would appear next to your streak. You knew it was childish, and was probably terrifying your boyfriend, but your brain couldn’t fathom what to do, couldn’t fathom what you wanted.

The game against the Canadiens had been explosive, the Canucks losing horrifically, and Elias’ play just an even bigger catalyst to the team. It was the first game you had watched where he hadn’t played his best, the turnovers were consistent, his numbers were down, his penalty minutes were even higher than usually.

And you knew there was a large possibility you were the main cause for his deterioration of play.

Pulling up your phone from its spot stuffed under the covers, you scrolled until you reached his contact name, the little blue dot beside it just an indication of how many messages had gone unanswered in the last few days. Before you even had the chance to send a message through, his contact name appeared at the top of your list.

are you going to talk to me or am i going to come home to an empty apartment tn? not sure what i did wrong but this isn’t fair

You could feel the guilty instantly seep through your body at the text message, your eyes welling up with unshed tears at the message that came through. Elias was your best friend, the epitome of everything good in your life, and something about that just terrified you.

i’ll be here when u get home, ‘Lias. have a safe flight xo

A large sigh of relief left the Swede’s lips when the three bubbles popped up under your name, an even bigger sigh leaving his lips when you said you’d be home when he got there. He allowed his phone to drop in between his legs, his eyes focusing on the iPad in front of him, currently playing reruns of New Girl, your favourite show to watch together.

Almost six hours later, you heard the sound of the lock clicking, the door swinging open to reveal a dishevelled and thoroughly exhausted-looking Elias Pettersson.

“So, are we going to do this now? I told Brock to set up his guest bedroom, I’m not arguing all night so let’s just get this over with,” his keys were tossed onto the centre island, his eyes never leaving yours as you tried to rack your brain for what to say.

“I found the ring… in your top drawer.”

Your stomach turned as you watched the array of emotions fly across Elias’ face; confusion, frustration, anger, sadness, everything smoothing together before he placed a stoic look across his features.

“You freaked out and ignored me for almost five days, because you found a ring in my drawer?” The scoff fell from his lips almost beautifully, his features twisting into annoyance as he looked at you.

“I just… I didn’t know how to react. We argue about everything, ‘Lias. We literally fight about the colour of the sky, and you’ve already bought a ring?”

Moving so he was sitting on the couch opposite of you, the Swede turned so his entire body was facing you, the stoic look now turning into a look of concern.

“Y/N… we fight about everything because that’s just how we are. Our fights have never, ever turned into anything serious. We argue with each other because we both never want to be wrong, that shouldn’t be a reason for you to freak out and not want to marry me one day, my love. Just because I have the ring doesn’t mean I want to get married tomorrow. It’s my grandmother’s engagement ring, Emil let me have it for the day I eventually propose to you. I didn’t buy it, it’s been sitting in that drawer for ages.”

You could feel the embarrassment settling in your stomach at his words, your stomach turning as you tried to think of a response. The only thing you could muster up was an apology, your eyes never leaving your hands as they twisted amongst each other.

His body moved closer to yours, one arm wrapping around your back as he gently pulled you into his side.

“You don’t need to apologize, just maybe instead of going ghost, argue with me instead? Since when are you one to hide your feelings, especially something like that?”

Shrugging your shoulders at his words, you felt his lips press against the crown of your head gently, his hands squeezing your side as he did so.

“Pinky promise that you won’t do that again? Scared the shit out of me and Brock, and Brock never gets scared.”

Pushing your pinky finger towards him, he wrapped his own around yours with a smile small, his head pressed against yours as he squeezed your pinky with his own.

“And quit going through my drawers, nerd.”

“Don’t leave your clothes in the dryer then and I won’t have to put them away for you, Pettersson.”

note: thank you for requesting this!! i hope you enjoy, and it's everything you wanted. it's not too angsty, and it has a happy ending so hopefully that's perfect. <3

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