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whatudowhennooneseesyou · 1 year

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Mommy!December: Day 19

Request: Voyeurism w Mommy!Hyunjin

Content Includes: Soft Dom Mommy!Hyunjin x sub!fem reader, lingerie, mutual masturbation, dirty talk, voyeurism (duh), cum play, nipple play, teasing, reader has female anatomy, reader is called ‘bunny’

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‘Give a little twirl for Mommy’

Hyunjin’s eyes watched in lust at the new lingerie set he had brought you, a crimson coloured lace set complete with garter belts and crotchless panties.

You looked ravishing and a goddess in his mind.

And you in this outfit?

Oh, he had to watch.

The red stiletto heels pattered along the floorboards as you slowly gave a twirl, your back facing towards Hyunjin as you peeked over your shoulder, flashing a cheeky grin.

‘Are you enjoying yourself?’ Your eyebrow quirked up, followed by a flash of your killer smile.

Hyunjin’s mouth tilted in a smirk and his gaze caused your breath to hitch in your throat.

He was just as worthy of being looked at as you.

The simple all-black outfit with the top buttons of his shirt left undone and his long hair framing his eyes added to his sexy, dishevelled appearance.

The small chair emphasised his long frame and with his spread-eagled legs, he made you feel SMALL despite his seated position.

‘Oh bunny, you have no idea’, He leaned back in his chair, his hands placed comfortably on his thighs.

‘Take the garter belts off’ He instructed, his gaze fixed upon yours as you hitched a leg up on the bed, deliberately arching your back and jutting out your hips so Hyunjin could get a good look.

‘Be slow, I want you to take your time’

‘Yes, Mommy’ You cooed out, a small groan from Hyunjin’s direction causing heat to stir in your body more.

A slight tease and stroke to your thighs caused your body to shiver as you danced around the straps, drawing out the process as the garter belt slid off your heel, placing it on the bed.

You repeated the same process on your other leg but began by rubbing circles around your ankles and up your thighs, letting out small exhales of pleasure that would entice Hyunjin more.

If he was going to edge the foreplay out, you best believe you were going to make him work for it.

Hyunjin’s eyes scanned your body in a predatory glance, his tongue peeking out between his teeth as you stood wearing the heels, bra and panties.

‘Be a good bunny and take your bra off for Mommy, want to see those pretty tits bounce for me’

Hyunjin’s voice was dark and tight in his throat, his entire body was holding back really, the chair being the only thing holding his desire from letting loose.

You gasped out at his request before smirking as you ran your hands up your naval, tilting your head back and a whiny sigh leaving your lips as your fingers tweaked your nipples over the lace, feeling them harden under the cloth.

‘Mmm’ A noise of desire rumbled from Hyunjin’s throat, his right hand sliding up his thigh to palm himself over his pants as his face relaxed from the pleasure.

‘You’re really making this difficult for Mommy, you know that? Teasing me with how pretty you are’

You smiled coyly at him as your fingers trailed across the band of the brassiere,

‘What do you mean? I’m just following Mommy’s orders’ You teased as your fingers reached the strap behind you, slowly removing each individual hook.

At the sight of your bare tits, Hyunjin had removed his cock from his pants and began stroking the shaft slowly, his cheeks red and pupils blown out.

Your nipples hardened naturally at the thought and a hiss left your mouth at the stimulation,

‘Fuck, you’re so sexy’ you murmured randomly, not wanting to voice that opinion but you did anyway.

Hyunjin chuckled, a grunt following as his thumb circled the tip as his hair fell into his eyes.

‘Yeah I am but Mommy is only sexy for his sweet, pretty bunny’ He bit his bottom lip as he quickened the pace.

You whimpered at that remark, clenching your thighs together as you felt arousal starting to pool in your cunt, your crotchless panties would be soaked in no time.

It was too much, you needed Hyunjin inside of you now.

‘And your pretty bunny only gets wet for Mommy’ deliberate pants and groans left your mouth as you slowly traced your fingers down your naval.

‘Only you can make me feel so wet and needy’ You whined out as your fingers circled your clit over the seam of your panties, moaning at the sensitivity from how hard and throbbing it was through the lace.

The final remark tipped Hyunjin over his edge and his head kicked back as he spilt all over his hand, a carnal whine leaving his mouth as his black pants became stained with his arousal.

The room was silent except for gasps and pants, yours from the growing need and his from his released need, your fingers still rubbing circles over your panties.

Hyunjin laced his fingers through his hair with his clean hand, sweat beading around his brow and hairline.

‘Fuck, that was hotter than I expected, cum all over your panties bunny and let me watch you more’.

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little-miss-vader · 8 months

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Hey Crow, do you have any writing tips.

I’m really good at writing for my English exams, I get top grades, but I struggle to write my own fanfiction, yk? I think one thing I struggle with is only focusing on dialogue. Writers in books will include the space, air, environment, the colour of the walls but idk how to write about the side stuff.

HIIII POOKIEEEE!!

my most honest answer is daydreaming. immerse yourself into your story, make it feel like yours. i’ve always had a vivid imagination and i can almost always hear, see, and almost smell my environment when i’m writing about it. take your time! sometimes writing comes in bursts, sometimes it comes in little waves. don’t rush it, build the world in your head and don’t ignore anything. it’s kind of like meditation in a way, you build this world in your head and kinda try your best tune deeply into it. it’s honestly helped me become more aware in real life and that in turn makes for even better writing cuz there is no inspo that is better than real life inspiration.

dialogue is harder to do though. read it in your head when you write it. can you imagine the conversation flowing the way you’ve written it between the two characters? think of their characteristics, how they’d respond to things is ALWAYS going to vary from character to character. this one’s a little bit like method acting, you have to kinda become them in your head. take on their personality for a moment. best way to do this is consuming any media that involves them or reminds you of them because you get a good feel for their actions and reactions. the one thing i find that ruins dialogue is when out of nowhere they have a completely uncharacteristic response to something. for example, ROTS anakin wouldn’t blush and stutter if he met you and you struck him as beautiful. he’d turn on the charm, toss you lopsided smile and ask you questions about yourself. AOTC anakin? he’d be a murmuring mess, just stumbling over himself and saying stupid shit without thinking.

once you get a feel for who you’re writing, it kinda sticks with you. it becomes like a second nature kinda thing.

LASTLY try not to over think it!!!!!!! over thinking dialogue will ruin a scene immediately, let it flow, make slight adjustments until it feels right. knowing when to stop tweaking something is important bc the first draft is almost always the most true to character thing you’ll write, it’s based off gut feelings and like straight vibes. tweaking it too much might kill the characteristics that make the character. (this one’s kinda circumstantial, you’ll know when you’ve over edited if you take a break and come back to proofread.)

all in all i think your writing is wonderful, what i get in my inbox from you is always a treat! it’s an art form, practice makes perfect.

granted, my entire high school life was about performing arts as i went to art school, so this kinda stuff was pretty much planted into my brain. it’s not easy and it takes a while for some people. don’t beat yourself up if you’re having trouble. take a breath and try again in a few hours. eat something, drink some water, maybe even take a nap. you need to be fuelled and replenished in order to use that noggin to write good stuff.

LOVE YALL SORRY THIS WAS A BIT OF A RAMBLE!

#crow chat #thank u for the ask!#anakinwarner

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cubicpeebles · 1 year

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New Slugcat references!

Tiny edit #1: I tweaked and fixed some things. I made Nightcat a little bit lighter (to match better with the pastel colour scheme), I made survivors eye colour the same as Nightcat's body colour (I liked the idea of them having the same colours, just inverted), I added white to he Artificer's colour pallet, and last but not least, I added in Saint's head spots which I somehow forgot about entirely.

Tiny edit #2: Fixed Saint's colour palette having the wrong shade of green, fixed Arti's wonky face, made Monk on Gourmand's eye colours the same (the colour difference was pretty much unnoticeable anyway), and tweaked the shape of Gourmand and Spearmaster (the former is a slight bit rounder, and the latter has less angular shoulders).

#rain world #rain world art #rain world fanart #slugcat #rain world slugcat #rain world survivor #rain world monk #rain world hunter #rain world nightcat #rain world artificer #rain world gourmand #rain world spearmaster #rain world rivulet #rain world saint #so... many... scugs...

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gorringe · 1 year

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Upcycling starter packs and tool hire poster

From my crit I was suggested to try and use some mockups for the starter kit packaging. As what I created was a label for the front of the kit. also what was inlaced but no overall box combining the two. So I thought of creating a box mockup of the starter pack to show what the product would look like.

I found it hard to find a decent free mock up it took a while to find one which I feel resented the create reuse starter pack. But I eventually found one which I feel works well and would fit all of the products inside. Here are both mockups. But now looking at them. Ive come to realise I don't like how the creative reuse title doesn't match up to the one on the side. How squished everything looks. Due to the rectangular label I have created. I feel if I left the area around the label the cardboard colour it would look a lot better and not so squished. But as the colour is the same it just look like the branding is just squished into the centre with lots of excess room.

However now realising this and already sending off my process book to be printed I feel like I cant do much about it. Although I feel that changing it and using up more the box space will really improve the look of the packaging. I wish I realised this before sending off my process book. As I cant change that now. I am going to tweak these final design so that I am happier with them as final outcomes.

Upcycling pallet wood starter kit

I have played around a little with the box design so that label stood out a bit more and wasnt the same as the colour of the box. making the label looking squished up. So I made the box brown because they are cardboard and overplayed the box with the label.

I feel these look a lot better now the label and the box are different colours showing the label as it wraps around the cardboard box. Also having the side branding to match. I tweaked the creative reuse logo so it lined up better with the logo on the front wrap around branding so it flowed better and looks less odd and out of place. This is my final branding for the starter pack I feel that slight tweak has improved the design massively. I think works well as a product which would be displayed.

Upcycling tool hire poster design

For my final crit, this design questioned in what was it was it a poster, packaging etc. I didn’t make it clear on what it was so I created it into a poster billboard advert for creative reuse. Advertising the tool hire scheme which can be used to rent tools to use with the upcycling kits if the project is bigger and more complicated than first imagined so you can rent these tools so that you can complete your Upcycling project. I feel it works really well within. billboard format. showing exactly what the the tool hire offers.

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marzbix-crystal · 1 year

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Since I still haven't finished their reference pages, it means I can add some overall tweaks to their designs, like slight hair alterations,

I might make them all a paler with their gem colour undertones (if that makes sense), I want them to look a little bit more unnatural- I know that means most of the art I've done so far will be outdated but who cares, me no care (I care a bit.)

ALSO I do have 3 AU-verse references for some of the canon gems, but I want to redo/polish them a little before I show them off (one of them has *barely* any changes to them and I need to fix that)

#thinking out loud #marzbixcrystalau #marzbixocs

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mi4014tomberry · 1 year

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MAYA ROOM #15

I was finally onto the last wall of the room and wanted to speed things up a little so I could start focusing on other projects. I had initially copied and pasted the same dresser that was used under the fish tank but it made the room look a bit too repetitive so I tweaked this dresser and added some shelves to spice it up a little.

I then moved onto remaking this wardrobe/ TV area to make it fit the same sort of style as the rest of the room. It took a little bit of time to get the cuts clean enough to transform as it was quite a large shape with many intersecting cuts but after a little while I sorted it out and turned it into the wardrobe on the right.

Next I wanted to start working on the last two props for the room - the TV and TV controller, the controller was fairly straight forward and just took a little bit of time to add slight curvature to the tops of the buttons and also to the rounded corners. The TV itself did not take long at all as I wanted to keep things simple by this stage and quickly made this very basic widescreen TV.

This is the finished wall, to be honest I wish there was a little more going on but I could keep adding to this room forever and need to draw the line here and move onto the colouring and lighting if I have time.

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miloscat · 1 year

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[Review] Myastere: Ruins of Deazniff (NS)

What if Umihara Kawase was a steampunk Metroidvania??

When Studio Saizensen announced their next project after Umihara Kawase Bazooka, I was a little taken aback. Here’s a game with a familiar stretchy wire grappling hook, but it seemingly has a whole new grittier setting completely divorced from the growing Kawase universe. After getting some more info and my hands on the game, I came to realise that there’s so much Kawase DNA in here that it’s effectively a spinoff of Fresh just like Bazooka was.

Myastere is running in the Umihara Kawase Fresh engine, with tweaked Fresh mechanics. Like Fresh it has a big open world, although it’s more spelunkish and with a free-roaming structure plus progressive movement upgrades. Curly Brace had a gun in Fresh, which has been expanded into Aaurae Mawkish—part of the royal archaeological society or something—being a walking arsenal. The enemy types are broadly similar, some seeming like they’d be right at home in Kawase’s abstract, more cartoony world while others are creepypasta material. Even the basic premise of a corrupting substance seeping from an evil presence underground is in common between both games.

What sets Myastere apart is the focus of the gameplay. This isn’t a precision puzzle platformer; the grapple is faster, snappier, and expandable, more a satisfyingly zippy means of getting around than a tool the mastery of which the entire game is built around. The default setting for the grapple is similar to Bazooka’s auto-retracting beginner setting, but it can be changed to a more traditional scheme. You get a default double jump early and even a triple jump later! Combat is also much more prominent, with an array of ammo types and throwable bombs for different enemies. So it’s more searching (exploration to progress the story and find hidden secrets and shortcuts) and action (fighting, platforming, etc.). If only there was a term for that.

Quite honestly it struggles to compete in this now crowded genre, however. The shooting is a bit sticky and the expansions to your moveset only slight or incremental. There’s no fast travel system, the world is quite static and barren of NPCs and interaction, and the map didn’t even show where you had been until a post-launch update gave it Metroid Dread-style colouring in. There’s collectible coins to be found but good luck hunting for them if you miss any (finding them all unlocks a new skin for Aaurae sans cloak and goggles, while getting all relics gives her... a schoolgirl outfit...). For English language players, the localisation is frankly embarrassing, with an amateurish, unnatural, machine-translated-feeling English script; actually a machine might even be better as it would more consistently spell words like “wepon”[sic] correctly. Fresh’s PC version and all Bazooka versions were like this too and it’s getting really old. The fact that it has full Japanese voice acting is impressive and makes the lack of effort for the translation more glaring.

[Spoilers in this paragraph] The poor localisation affected my appreciation of the story as well, as it just makes it harder to understand the world and characters. I got the gist of it but in a more story-driven game that wants to be taken seriously this kind of thing is a real barrier. The general idea is this is some kind of alternate modern world where mystical relics have great significance. Aaurae is some kind of steampunk relic cop working for the monarchical government who encounters a band of Deazniff (tomb raiders, given an incomprehensible proper noun for no reason at all?) in a ruin, which leads to more sinister discoveries: monsters mutated by Myastere (evil magic radiation?), an ancient society of exiled undead Paladins from the 14th century, and eventually, the giant reanimated corpse of King Solomon(!!) and a cosmic struggle for the ark of the covenant. The script oddly skirts around naming the Hebrew people/nation directly, but the in-game collectibles have a lot of fun references to real-life historical artefacts and oddities.

So, the plot goes some fun places, but that’s not necessarily enough. The real selling point that helps this game stand out from other Metroidvanias is the integration of Kawase’s “wire action” traversal. It’s certainly a cool direction for the overall Umihara Kawase series to take as an evolution of Fresh, even if the Metroidy elements have been mixed in a little clumsily. It’s a good time, and not too long. I really enjoyed the turbo grappling mechanics, scooting around flooding my pockets with stacks of bombs I’d never use, snooping around corners and crannies while mowing down critters and nasties. I just hope they get a native English speaker to look at the script sometime. Heck, I’ll give it a crack why not!

#myastere #myastere ruins of deazniff #umihara kawase #studio saizensen #review #ns

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2022-504-sebastian · 2 years

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Adobe technical use

Through this assignment I have learned quite a few new skills related to the technical use of Adobe products.

Colour swatches were an important new tool I learned early on in the development of my type specimen book. It was fairly easy to follow along and learn how to make my own within a document in order to keep consistent colours throughout. Libraries took slightly more for me to understand but I found them incredibly useful. Once I learned how to load my swatches into libraries and where to find them across Illustrator, Indesign and Photoshop I found the use of libraries essential to my workflow as it meant I could move my colours between the different programs and keep track of them with ease.

Accessing the Glyphs panel was another vital toll within Adobe I learned in the process of working on this assignment. This made finding particular glyphs much easier and writing in languages that varied in alphabet from English far quicker. Tables were also something I learned. I struggled with learning this for a little bit as I found editing the text within the tables hard at times and I had some difficulty finding the setting to change the colour of the grid of the table. I did eventually find the settings I was looking for and it went smoother from there.

Creating text outlines in Indesign was also a new process to learn, this was quick and easy to learn. Learning this skill was incredibly important because it helped me understand that it was something I needed to know how to do, especially when uploading my work to places where others may not have access to the fonts I had used.

Something I learned on my own was that pdfs that were going to be printed as imposed spreads and stapled together needed to be created in multiples of 4s for the imposed spreads to work. This was learned part way through the assignment when doing test prints. I did have a slight hiccup near the end where I had forgotten about this requirement and added 2 extra pages to my book that made it uneven. I remedied this in the end by tweaking my pages and removing a page I deemed unnecessary and condensing a spread down into one page to get to the right number of pages.

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interactiondesign2022 · 2 years

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Draft walkthrough for light mode. I used the same components as the dark mode to make it easier, just duplicated it and changed the colours to suit the theme. I also tweaked the icons a little bit more, so it looks more complete now but not fully finished.

For the breathing exercises, I researched on some breathing techniques and based my animations on those. The animation has a countdown on how long you breathe for, hold it, etc. I tried to make it as easy for the user to understand as possible. I will also add some sound to it, so these can be signals to the user if they want to do these exercises with their eyes closed.

Initially, I did a few drafts of the breathing animation. They were quite rough and actually didn’t animate the way I wanted them to. It was quite difficult doing this in figma, however for this semi-complex animation I felt like I had to use a software that was already very familiar to me.

These were all the iterations of the “lung breathing” design/animation. I wanted to use a simplified image of lungs because... that’s how you breathe. It could be good iconography.

The realistic visual of a human organ wouldn’t be very pleasing to the eyes, so I represented the lungs just using two ovals. I tested all the different shapes and slight variations until I found one I liked.

I ended up making a more organic shape - looks more natural, less stiff. There is a countdown signifying to the user how long they have to breathe for.

This animation and design is still in beta mode.

The component used for the animation:

I had to do a LOT of trial and error for the countdown and breathing component to perfectly match in timing. Each countdown number component is set to an automatic delay after 1000ms, which is one second, and there are four; totalling to 4000ms. This means the breathing animation has to finish changing over the course of 4 seconds.

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apekshacharan · 2 years

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Adjustment Layers Assignment

We were told to find four images that would benefit in colour correction. Two in colour and two in black and white.

Black and white:

#1 Before/original:

The original image is over-exposed and i thought the image could also be fixed to contrast the “end all mandates” text against the white background. I think the image is just very bland and one colour all over and the curves need to be adjusted.

After:

I tried to adjust the curves in this image to fix the over-exposure but ended up making the image too dark and i could not get the curves in this one quite at the perfect setting. However, i did manage to reveal the text that is behind the ‘end all mandates’, which is a good thing, but still failed in my mission of making the ‘end all mandates’ text contrast against the white background without over-exposing or making the image too dark.

#2 Before/original:

After:

Colour:

#1 Before/original:

This image that i took myself at signal hill was quite over-exposed and the white tiles behind the statue made the sunlight reflect even more, causing the image to become over-exposed and lose details and the original/natural colours.

After:

Adding a Hue/Saturation adjustment layer:

First i added a Hue/Saturation adjustment layer as i felt that there was a lack of vibrance in the image and it seemed just overall dull. So i first turned ip the saturation by dragging the scale pointer towards the right. Next i lowered the lightness, and then i tweaked the hue, by adding more green.

Adding Curve adjustment layer:

#2 Before/original:

As you can see, the original image is quite dull and does not have enough colour/vibrance. This might be because the statue that i photographed is quite old, dirty/rusted. So i decided to try and bring colour back into it by using the Hue/Saturation and Curves adjustment layers.

After:

Adding Curve adjustment layer:

Adding a Hue/Saturation adjustment layer:

As you can see, after adjusting the curves by adding in a curves adjustment layer, i was able to fix the over-exposure from the original image, and then by adding in a hue/saturation adjustment layer, i was able to tweak the saturation, but i did this consciously as adding in too much hue/saturation and lightness make the images overall hue green, which is something i did not want as that makes the image unrealistic. By adding in only a little bit of saturation i was able to notice a slight but good difference. This shows how adding in these layers can make such small, but overall when combined it can make a huge difference.

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letaliabane · 2 years

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request for battinson!!!

sort of like how bruce and selina met at the club, but the reader and him had a previous fling when bruce was a teenager.

the reader is trying to find some information on falcone at the club when she bumps into batman and at first he doesn’t recognize her until she calls him bruce and he corners her outside of the bar

you can decide how to continue

always been you

bruce wayne x reader/batman x reader

spoilers for the movie (do yourselves a favour and watch the film!!)

genre: slight angst/fluff

a/n: It’s been so long since someone has requested something so thank you anon! I’ve tweaked the story just a little bit if you don’t mind! If anyone would like a batman/bruce wayne request feel free to ask! Also I hate tumblr for not saving this and had to rewrite it twice lol

You grunted as you squeezed your way through the crowd of bodies as they moved and pressed against one another to the beat of the music, sighing when you finally reached the staircase and made your way back up to the bar.

You had been working at the Lounge for over six months now. Having left the life of a socialite behind after leaving your parents home meant no money was given. But you didn’t care, especially if it meant that you could live a life made of your own choices than being dictated to be the perfect daughter.

However life in Gotham wasn’t as easy as that. Finding a job was a struggle, especially when no one got back to job requests or was willing to give a chance, until someone recommended the Iceberg Lounge.

You knew its reputation. A foul place, and yet a gold mine of discovery in your eyes. With the socialite circles you had previously been apart of, the gossip of the infamous Falcone had always been present, especially the rebirth of his drug business.

This was something that caught your interest more than working at the Lounge itself. You couldn’t watch this go by. You had seen too many good people be taken by just a small bit of powder, how much more pain it caused than relief.

So you gave in your name, and was quickly swept up as a waitress. It was hard putting up with sleazy men and gangsters on a nightly basis, but the ladies of the lounge made it a little bit easier to handle.

On the subject of Falcone, there was indeed a drug business going on in the shadows, but nothing that led back to him to show his involvement. You needed something more concrete if you were going to take this to the cops, and that would take time.

‘Ayo Y/N! Oz wants his usual drink and any of the payments you’ve managed to collect! Get to it!‘

With a quick nod to the bartender, you pull out the wads of cash you had collected through the night from buyers before playing it on the silver tray already heavy with his drink before making your way to the backend of the lounge.

Just as you pushed through the beaded curtain, you froze. Standing over you, tall, clad in thick black armour from head to toe, cape adorning his large frame, was the Batman.

Or as you knew him, Bruce Wayne, your former lover.

‘Nothing to be afraid of Y/N!’

You jumped at the sound of Oswald as he chuckled, beckoning you over. ‘Vengeance here ain’t gonna hurt ya! He’s here on official business!‘

Your eyes remained glued to the crystal blue eyes that stood out against the darkness of the cowl, glazed and almost stunned as they roamed your face. In a matter of seconds (or was it minutes?) you finally found feeling in your legs to move once more, giving Oswald a brief smile as you lay the tray down and removed his drink.

If he recognised you, you couldn’t tell. Batman remained silent, unmoving, just watching as Oswald bundled up the money and placed those stupid coloured packets of powder on the tray in return. As quickly as you entered, you left the room.

Rushing back to the bar, you let the tray fall to the bar top before retreating into the ladies room, making sure it was empty before gasping, leaning against the counter.

It had been sometime since you had seen Bruce, let alone the Batman.

He had told you about this ‘vengeance’ he wanted to place upon Gotham. Not too long after the end of your relationship, the vigilante the city called Batman appeared, and you had a hunch of who it was beyond the mask.

It had broken your heart when he called things off between the two of you. Having grown up together you’d always shared a strong bond, the same mission to bring about change within Gotham. You even stayed at his side when his parents died when no one else would (besides Alfred of course).

But you knew he struggled with loss, it was unimaginable, and even though his methods of coping were - extreme to say the least - but with all that you thought he’d see how much care you had to give him-

You shook your head, quickly releasing the taps, dabbing some cool water to your cheeks, glancing up at your reflection. Now was not the time, and neither was this the place for any of that. You needed to focus.

With one last deep breath, you turned on your heel and returned to work.

Travelling through the streets of Gotham was never safe at any hour, but one does what they have to do to survive. And it just happened to be the night that a bunch of guys hanging around the front of your apartment. Just perfect!

You quickly paid the taxi driver before slowly making your way towards the familiar building. Quietly, you weaved your way past, ignoring them as they whistled and called after you. That was until you felt a sharp tug on your arm, immediately cringing at the intense smell of alcohol on his breath.

‘Looks like we have ourselves a little bird boys! You lost your way honey?’

‘No in fact I was just on my way into my apartment so if you don’t mind-’ A gasp forced itself from your lips as you slammed against the man’s chest, his face inches from your own.

‘Hey hey hey what’s your hurry doll? Stay with us for a little while! We haven’t felt the-gentle touch of a woman for some time now ...’

His fingers had barely touched your cheek before you pulled away, slamming your head against his, sending him flying back into his friends.

‘You fucking bitch!’

Lights blurred your vision as you shook your head, only able to throw a decent punch into a guy coming your way before a firm shove sent you straight to the ground.

You raised your head weakly as one of them pulled out a knife, a chill running through your veins as he twirled and weaved the blade between his fingertips.

Suddenly a large swarm of black slammed down in front of you, an eruption of shouts and screams disturbing the night.

Struggling to your feet, you turned as Batman stood over the men that now lay unconscious. He glanced towards you, almost gliding as he came to stand in front of you.

‘Are you alright?’

You nodded, eyes glancing wildly towards the men then back to him. He was watching you carefully, turning to look up and down the street.

‘We shouldn’t talk here. Get inside I’ll meet you up on the roof.’

Without waiting for your answer, the whistle of his grappling hook released before he disappeared out of sight. You rushed up the stairs into your apartment building, taking the elevator up all the way to the roof. Exiting you found his silhouette facing the city, like a demon overlooking its prey.

Even when you made your way to his side, he remained quiet. Finally he turned to you, taking you in once more.

‘It’s been a long time,’ You said, breaking the tense silence that surrounded the two of you.

You stuttered as his gloved hand caressed your forehead over the new bump that was forming. You stood frozen as his hand glided down face, down your cheek, down you arm before holding the tips of your fingertips, examining the damage.

‘You have to be more careful Y/N, I don’t like seeing you hurt.’

His voice had deepened since you’d last been with him, and though many would say he was nothing but empty shell, you could hear his voice riddled with worry. And it wedged that knife just a little bit deeper into your heart.

As he continued scanning your body for injuries, you couldn’t help but watch him. The sheer glaze of tiredness over his eyes, the rigidness of his large stature. Some would call him a monster, and yet here he was, treating you with such gentleness as one would with the fragility of glass.

‘How long have you been working at the Iceberg Lounge?’

His question withdrew you from your thoughts, blinking momentarily to find him staring down at you curiously.

‘A couple of months now. What were you doing there tonight?’

‘Working on a case.’

‘The Mayor’s death? Does it connect to the club?’

He ignored your question. ‘And you’re working at the lounge for more than just the job. Falcone I’m guessing? Could never let it go, could you?’

You gave him a smirk, crossing your arms.

‘Says the one dressing as a bat and fighting crime in Gotham every night!’

The corner of his lip rose before he returned to his cold demeanour.

‘Be careful Y/N, I don’t want you getting hurt and caught up in all of this.’

You rolled your eyes.

‘You can’t stop me from going after Falcone even if you wanted to. If anything I can provide you with more information! I doubt Oswald or any of the guys will like you snooping around anymore than you have already.’

He grunted, looking back out towards the city where the bat signal burned through the darkened clouds that filled the night. You sighed, beginning to make your way back to the elevator when he called your name.

‘It-It’s always been you ...’

Your heart leapt.

You didn’t have to ask what he meant when he said that. The overwhelming feeling to rush to him and embrace him came to mind briefly. But instead, you gave him a smile.

‘Don’t be a stranger Bruce.’

Giving the briefest of nods, he dropped from the roof, disappearing into the shadows of the night.

sequels - undercover | stay

masterlist - robert pattinson masterlist

requests are welcomed in the ask box if anyone would like one

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liquinn · 2 years

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heres everybody who has horns! just because

though im sure everybody has different horn hc’s for the dsmp cast, like ranboo having horn ect.

who from the dsmp cast do YOU think has horns?

also heres my mspainting process under the cut just for shits and giggles

1) first i gather up pre-existing designs i already have and then references for canon designs. (this is also where you come up with your colour palette, at least it is for me, i decided to use a mostly monochromatic one, with slight pops of colour from the pre-existing colours in the palette.((all pre-existing art is made by me btw! i DO sometimes use other peoples art as references for style ideas, though often enough i like my own designs well by themselves!(((the schlatt + tubbo drawing is actually all the way from january of 2021!))

2) then comes the beta sketching! this is where you come up with composition for the piece and make notes for later on in the drawing process. think of this step more as thumbnail sketching, youre here to make the VAGUEST and the most CLEAREST messy sketch possible. i also like using a very light sketching colour, because it shows up (because of the lack of layers) when you start to make your clean sketch on top. (and you COULD use a normal pixel brush for this step and then just draw in black over top with the pixel brush again and then use the black and white trick to erase the sketch, but this is easier for me)

3) now its time to make your alpha sketch! this is where you start to define shapes, and the faces! now is also time for details that you wanna keep track of like buttons and fingers

4) then its time for the colours! i forgot to copy the drawing before i started to clean up the colours with lineart, but captainpuffy jschlatt and tubbo are all still all without lineart! this is also where you wanna fine tweaking your drawing, like for example making puffy taller (she looked a bit too squished!) and all that. i just made a quick copy of the puffy drawing and gave her longer legs, as well as cleaning up her legs.

5) then its lineart time! add all the details you missed and remember to look back at your references to see if you want to add anything! (i added tubbos scars here, as well as eryns devil horn, and schlatts legs lmao. i forgor the legs before this) technically, you can literally change literally anything at literally at anytime. mspaints flexible like that. though if the lack of layers scares you, i recommend making copies of the pieces of the drawing you want to fix or start over on! because of how bad the undo redo mechanics are, i just recommend the copy strategy, as that way you dont loose any progress on having to erase something if you dont like it.

this is what my canvas looks like actually! i work on a pretty big canvas, which comes in handy when you need to move stuff around, and wanna keep your references close by for guidance

last tips:

+ i recommend making a physical colour palette on the canvas itself, as the little colour palette youre given only fits a certain amount of colours on it. (i usually have it either right next to my drawing, or with the refrences corner)

+ i recommend having very big canvas settings! you can always trim and shuffle stuff around if you want to, but the bigger the canvas the better for your process so nothing gets interrupted by bumping into the edges of the border (though beware of saving anything bigger than 5000 x 5000! you might not be able to open it ever again...)

+ putting in your references on your canvas firsts helps a lot with the blank space fear! so its a lot easier to start doodling if theres already stuff on the page.

+ when youre moving stuff around on the selection tool, i recommend using the transparency setting thing, that makes it so that the colour of your background is transparent instead of one solid piece youre moving around. helps a lot!

+ i recommend picking one singular background colour to work with to make things easier, i like using the plain white colour because it comes automatically, but you can actually pick literally any colour you like! you can of course change it at any time, but its a bit harder to change the background colour later on

#dsmp #dream smp #captain puffy #jschlatt #tubbo #eryn dsmp #callahan #dsmp fanart #liquidraws #my art #mspaint #mspaint process #tutorial #basucally a tutorial i mean

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khorren · 2 years

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Calixae.

Newest baby on the roster. So now I am going to ramble about her, design choices, etc.

* This is Ruby's biological daughter

* Ruby's never had a desire to have her own children before, always left it to the rest of the dynasty. While she's always had a family member to pass information on to, this generation she wanted to shape the child directly.

* Named after my OG GW1 Ritualist. Calixae sacrificed herself so Zoe could make the killing blow on Shiro. Shiro banished Calixae to the mists but only her spirit went. Her spirit is still rattling down there somewhere. Her body died in the physical world though. Ruby being the sentimental fool she is, named the kid after Cali.

* Small small small small small. Mad because small.

* Super vivid green eyes.

* Picked a different body type than usual! Most of the girls have the thick thighs save lives body type, she's a little scrawnier (makes the boobs smaller. sad)

* Ever so slight overbite

* Hair colour is Ruby's natural colour. Not set on the hair cos Serenity uses this one. But I have all gods hair kits, so I can tweak as needed.

* Early 20s at the start of the personal story.

* Ebonhawke born and bred. Cali's father is rooted in Ascalonian blood too.

* Known in Ebonhawke and Kryta as the Posterchild to the Fae family. (Retconned this a little while ago to go to Allianora, but it felt a bit forced. She's going to be busy with Canthan things, and was a deep agent for the Whispers, so made no sense to have her paraded around like a prize pony)

* Ruby shaped her to be politicaly minded, but never neglected her combat training. Daggers, axes, greatswords are her preferred weapons, but will take up more magical weapons as needed. Cali was part of the Ascalonian / Ebonhawke deligation when negotiating the Ebonhawke Treaty despite being fairly young. Partly because of Ruby's klout, but she was there on her own merit. Ruby's got a major hangup (understandibly so) over charr, and needed someone to rise above that and fight the causes that needed to be fought.

* She's been a card-carrying member of the Durmand Priory since she was knee-high to a grasshopper for reading material only. As she got older she got more involved.

* After setting the foundations for the treaty she spends some time away from Ascalon in Kryta and that's when the main story kicks off. She's mostly lurking in the back doing Priory things until it's time to make Serenity meet up with Aoife.

* She didn't join the campaign in the jungle, that's when Ruby spills all the family secrets to her. She spends some time back at home in Ebonhawke musing it all over and deciding where to go from here.

Wheee. More as I think on it.

#Guild Wars 2 #GW2 #gw2 human #calixae #character rambles

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ahsokasanity · 3 years

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Chapter Eight

A Court of Shadow and Ribbons Missed any Chapters? Go to the pinned post

Notes:

– With credit to song words (only slightly messed with) Melissa Etheridge “Do It Again”

Nessian mating ceremony.

Idisi comes from Nordic mythology around the Valkyries – ours didn’t want to be a replica of the original female warriors, but something new and their own.

Apologies if you’re fitting this in during lunch break (@TrashForAzriel !) It’s a bit longer than normal

Nesta was not nervous on the day. She was already so entwined emotionally with Cassian that it actually seemed a natural progression to confess it in front of a few important friends and family. Some of the training group would be at the service, some could not make the step from the House of Wind to Velaris proper. They had tentatively begun to call themselves Idisi – the name itself made them more a part of the Valkyrie mythology, Nesta grinned to herself as she remembered Gwyn coming to them with the idea “Well, we can’t just keep calling ourselves the training group or Cassian’s defenders.” Although Nesta quite liked the second.

Nesta had stayed at The River House overnight and Cassian, Azriel and Rhys were to fly as many from the library as they could. Mor was going to Windhaven to collect Emerie who would stay the night in Velaris. All of them might end up out on the town. Nesta was wishing for, and dreading that night as the first she would take as Cassian’s mate and the first time she would return to the nightclubs and drinking bars that she had frequented before her recovery. With Cassian by her side, she knew it would be a fun night. The House of Wind had been entitled to them and tonight she would host her friends. The House had promised to care for them all if Nesta was occupied once they got home.

Gwyn had agreed to sing but she was nervous about leaving the library. The last time she did was to support Nesta and they had ended up abducted. She knew the circumstances were entirely different and the River House was so very safe, but it did not stop the butterflies swarming in her gut or the slight vibrato when she did try to speak at breakfast. She’d put on her best prayers robe. It was a pale blue and pleated around the neck to be fastened at the waist with a gold thin rope. He feet were shod in thick leather slippers that would protect her while travelling and walking in the garden.

There were just five of them to attend from the priestesses and being that Azriel and Rhys could winnow, they took Margot, Lorelei, Deirdre and Roslin. Cassian was grinning at Gwyn. “I think that the first Idisi to cut the ribbon with her sword should have no problem getting a ride to MY mating ceremony with her best friend’s mate?”

Gwyn laughed a nervous laugh and pursed her lips. “No, you wouldn’t think so would you” She stepped toward him and stood at his side, offering her arm for him to take. Cassian wrapped one arm around her waist and took her forearm with his other hand. “I’ll hold you and I promise I will not let you fall”

She nodded but closed her eyes. The hand around her hip was firm not punishing and his other hand was gentle on her arm. She told herself over and over. It’s OK, this is Cassian, it’s OK”

“No harm will come to you” Cassian had sensed her thoughts and she tried to look up at him, to give permission for this flight. He grinned down at her

“Don’t have too much fun will you” and launched off the training area into the bright summer sky. Gwyn screeched, not in a scared way she surprised herself, but with exhilaration. Cassian merely flapped harder to get into the slip stream heading up the face of the cliff from the city. As they got into that rising warm air he extended his wings to their widest (Gwyn remembered something that Nesta had told her that night in the library of the House of Wind, about Illyrians wing spans), but she shut down that thought as they began spiralling down, down, so smooth, so free.

The feeling was immense. She had shut herself out of this world for years now and could suddenly see what she might be missing. Yes, High Fae, Illyrians and half breeds like her, could all be cruel to each other. There was also this, flying (she was flying for the Mother’s sake) and heading to a celebration of love of togetherness and she loved her friends. She felt wonderful and alive and impatient to enjoy more.

The garden and lawn of the River House (it should be called the River Palace she thought), looked picture perfect today. Elain had worked hard on getting the flowers to bloom, in the right colour order to suit where Nesta would stand. Rhys had spared no expense in the set up of a pavilion and chairs, with a spread of food for all, once Cassian and Nesta had officially Mated.

Cassian could sense her excitement and a change in her scent from flat out petrified to wonder and a happy nervousness. One more thing that he could do to make her comfortable was to set her down where Mor and Emerie were talking at the outskirts of the party.

“Thank you Cassian” Gwyn stood on her tip toes to peck him on the cheek. “I did not know that it would be like that, so free. I can’t really explain it”

Cassian merely shrugged and replied “You don’t have to. I am glad that you are here, and that Nesta doesn’t have to attempt murder because I scared her friend!” He winked and headed off to Rhys and Azriel who were clucking over baby Nyx.

“Gwynie, oh wow, you are so lucky. How was the flight? It looked so glorious today and you took the slow way down. Oh, I am so jealous” Emerie was at her side and Mor a step behind.

“It’s nice to see you Gwyn” Mor intoned. There was more to that statement than your average greeting. It’s nice to see Gwyn in Velaris, it’s nice to see Gwyn outside the protection of the library. The first time that Mor had met Gwyn, she had just been repeatedly raped and her world was imploding. Mor here, in the sun on this grassy expanse of the river flat was a beautiful sight. Her words were a balm and Gwyn just nodded.

“It is so nice to see you again” she replied, again meaning a lot more than pure greeting.

Emerie took Gwyn’s arm but steered her close to Mor as they seemed to be in the middle of something “Just stay here until you have to sing will you Gwyn?” her friend insisted “I’ll get you a drink and we can applaud from here!”

Mor laughed at that and the two of them returned to talk of fabrics and colours and what Emerie sold in her shop and what Mor wanted to show her from Vallahan that was “like a second skin that shows every curve and highlights every asset” Whatever that meant. Emerie was immersed in the conversation and brought Gwyn in on it every now and then to suggest a colour for her or to ask her opinion. Gwyn was happily edging the topics as she was having more fun watching the others, Cassian being teased by his “brothers”, Feyre taking Nyx away from them before Rhys threw the boy high enough he’d have to learn to fly to get back, and Elain talking with some others whom Gwyn did not recognise. An auburn haired Fae with a mechanical eye. One of the sons of the Autumn Court by the looks. She remembered that Nesta did not like him much but that Feyre and he were on good terms. Elain seemed very quiet. Gwyn understood her shyness.

Emerie whispered to Gwyn “The red headed male is Lucien, Elain’s mate” she just nodded her head and looked their way. There was no explanation necessary, the relationship apparent. That mating was not the happy affair that Nesta and Cassian were celebrating. Elain looked a little more alive when Azriel joined their group, but Az stayed by Lucien’s side and spoke politely to all before moving to seat people around the central point of the yard, an altar and a table.

Gwyn was not at all present, she realised. The small tension of singing while Cassian and Nesta would be preparing and eating food together had been overtaken by the large stressor of being surrounded by people that she did not know. She found a place backing on to a heavily thorned rose bush bursting with red flowers. She felt better having her back protected. Little tremors shot up her spine and across her skin every few minutes and she held one hand in the other so that she could hold herself still. Deep breathing was the only thought that she had, her singing voice would not appreciate having no wind. Emerie touched her arm every now and then, but she was engrossed in the service and in leaning in to Mor’s side to whisper comments.

Gwyn found Emerie leading her toward the centre of the gathering and realised that she had better be ready to perform. A few strong breaths down into her stomach and she found her place, Nesta smiled through some tears as she moved aside to the table with food, Cassian so pleased, the look on his face many of them had never seen before.

Gwyn tried to look over the small crowd, but her gaze snagged on the darkness in one corner. Azriel. He gave her an encouraging nod and she was able to start

The song had originally been a nightclub hit, Nesta had played it for her on the Synphonia. Gwyn had tweaked it a little bit to be more soulful. More like a prayer.

Walked your fire I got a little bit burnt

Hold on tight cause I, I never did learn

You were the one they tried to warn me about

I jumped into your ocean knowing I could never get out

Oh darling it hurts, hurts to be in love

Oh darling it hurts but I do it just because

I walk straight through your mountain

Crawl right under your sea

And if you do not know it by now

You're the only one who does this to me

But I’d do it again

Yes I'd do it again

Even when I'm tired and my feelings are hurt

Never lost desire only made things worse

I hope I'm holding out for something good

Cause we're that combination yeah we're the kind that could

Oh darling it hurts, hurts to be in love

Oh darling it hurts but I do it just because

I walk straight through your mountain

Crawl right under your sea

And if you don't know, know it by now

You're the only one who does this to me

But I'd do it again

She looked up to see Cassian kissing Nesta passionately and smiled to herself. Only to become more self aware as people started to approach her with congratulations and it was hell.

Emerie was making her way to help, with Mor at her side, but Azriel and his shadows dispersed the few gushing admirers with excuses and subtle manoeuvring to suddenly be next to her. He lightly took her arm and guided her into the house and to the summer parlour by the kitchen. He sat her down on the nearest armchair and stepped back toward the door. “Wait Azriel, please” She was surprised to hear her own voice in such a clear request.

Azriel simply turned and stopped. He did not want to be closer to this woman than he already was. She was so beautiful and her singing always seemed to open a door to his emotions. He could not hear her without remembering old forgotten feelings of being held by his mother, of being full, not the furtive being that he had become. It was undoing his resolve, his very footing on the earth.

Gwyn composed herself and looked straight at Az. “Thank you for helping me out of that situation. I didn’t want to be with so many people, but I don’t want to be alone either.”

It took three steps for Azriel to be seated next to her and looking around the room, not at her. He looked at her all of the time. He couldn’t do it now. His chest was thundering. Do not ruin this Az, he thought savagely. This woman has been through hell. Do not overstep

“I have to tell you something Gwyn” he knew once he started he would have to finish this. “I have noticed you wearing a chain at training…”

“Oh well, it’s OK if I shouldn’t wear it, it’s nothing much”

Az swallowed his next words and re-thought where he was going with this. “Really, it’s nothing much?”

Gwyn blushed a little. “Well, I do really like it but it was an anonymous gift and I probably will never know who gave it to me, it shouldn’t be important to me”

Azriel decided then to struggle on. This could not stand. “It was me”

The room was silent. Gwyn’s face went through about fifteen expressions while he watched and waited. She looked sad then like she would yell at him, then pensive, finally she looked at him and spoke. “Why?”

“You are not going to like this, but I am going to tell you the absolute truth. That is all I can promise you” Azriel got out of the chair and started to walk this way and that about the room.

“I bought the jewel and the chain for Elain before Winter Solstice, I know that sounds bad, but please listen” Gwyn was discomforted but not scared. Azriel having feelings for her would be more scary.

“Rhys made me understand that any relationship outside of her being a sister to me was off the table. So Elain and I talked and she is my sister now. She will be making changes and I will support her decisions, but we will not be together”

Gwyn was struck dumb as to how she would feature in this story. How she became a part of this story.

Azriel could tell he was losing her. “After that night when you were training in the dark” She did smile at that “I wanted to give you something that was just appreciative of you”

“Do you think that Elain will see this and be upset?” Gwyn took the rose out of her top and it caught the sun. Azriel held himself together at the sight of Gwyn seated before him, rose between the thumb and forefinger and an absolute innocent look on her face.

“I, well, I hadn’t thought of that” he shifted to the far wall of the room and looked out over the gathering and smiled at his brother being fed bread by Nesta and laughing with less worry than he had even seen. He didn’t notice Gwyn had got up from her chair and approached him. When he turned back to her she was under his nose and he stepped back hurriedly

She had never felt threatened by Azriel, never nervous in his presence, but his closeness, his casual demeanour. He was not her trainer today. She held out the chain with the rose dangling and handed it to him.

“I think that it was a lovely gesture Azriel”, she liked the sound of his name and wanted to say it more, to moan it. “But, I think that you should take it back. Keep it until you can tell Elain that you found someone that you really want to see wearing it forever.” Azriel held out his hand and accepted the chain, quickly pocketing it with shame written across his downturned face at her words.

“Thank you, for thinking of Elain Gwyn. Five hundred years is not enough time apparently to turn me into a thoughtful male”

Gwyn could not bear the tone of his voice or the hunch of his shoulders. This was not Azriel on the back foot, this was him retreating. She knew the feeling. The self-loathing, the depression. It was not something that she wanted for him.

“Don’t say that. Don’t think that you are not every bit as noble as the best males in Velaris. You are thoughtful and you are kind. Think of all of our friends, our Idisi who are starting to feel, whole again.” She touched his cheek with a shaking hand “Think of me Azriel. I would be dead, and without the training I would be close enough to dead that there is little difference”

His eyes found hers but she stepped back away from him, hand still in the air between them.

“Azriel, would you walk with me in the garden?” She raised her elbow for him to take it, prayed that he would take it. He hesitated only a moment before sliding his arm through hers and they left the parlour then the house.

The party was getting properly started now, Cassian and Nesta had left, but that was no big deal, they would resurface later in the evening and it was the guest’s responsibility to eat, drink and enjoy themselves. It was being accomplished. Mor and Emerie were talking, heads close together by the edge of the crowd. Gwyn saw Elain speaking with Lucien in the company of Feyre and Nyx. That baby certainly garnered attention. Some of the priestess’ saw Gwyn with Azriel and waved them over.

They spoke for a little while, but the overall impression was that they were generally ready to leave. Lorelei and Deirdre had enjoyed perhaps a smidge too much strawberry wine and were giggly enough for the others to worry about their choices over the next few hours. The others had felt pleased and proud to be at the ceremony, but the ongoing music, drinking and laughing was not what they wanted for their first trip out from the library in an age. Azriel went to speak to Rhys, leaving Gwyn with the others with a smile and a nod that he would arrange transport for them.

Emerie found them and spoke to Gwyn “I think I’m going to stay here”, she nodded to Mor. “She has invited me to go out to Velaris to a night Club! I think I’m going to like it. Mor said she’d take me to the House of Wind to the guest suite whenever I wanted to leave.” Emerie’s cheek flushed as she said “I can’t believe she’s here talking to me,…. I really like her” the last quietly and aimed only for Gwyn

“That’s great Em, you seem comfortable today, you look; yourself” Gwyn had noticed the calm stance and the open face while Emerie talked with Mor. She was really at home here.

“I feel amazing Gwynie, not like anything I’ve ever felt before. Free and happy and maybe,…excited” She hugged Gwyn. “Do you want me to ask Mor to winnow you home?, you look tired. Oh, where’s your chain?”

Gwyn looked slightly unsettled “Can I tell you about that later? , it’s alright though” She smiled to show Emerie that she was really fine with the loss and added “Would it be silly of me to ask, could I suggest that Mor help with Deirdre and Lorelei and the others? I’d like to speak to Azriel”

Emerie noted the confidence in Gwyn’s request and the lift of her head. She was sure about this.

“OK, sure. I’ll see what I can do” Emerie squeezed Gwyn’s hand then turned to Mor who was speaking with Lucien now.

Gwyn focused on the rose bushes and wandered around the edge of the revellers. She wasn’t sure what she wanted to talk to Azriel about, but she couldn’t leave him tonight without another word. She wanted to make sure that he was good. That he knew she was a friend. She was happy with her decision to give up the necklace. Even though the thought that it had been from Azriel was thrilling and scary all at once. She had now made a plan that he would find in the future, a need to gift it back to her with emotions attached. She didn’t know why that thought had occurred to her. It was something she could not have imagined before today.

Azriel approached her as if summoned. He was looking down and around, anywhere but her face, so she lifted her hand for him to take and stared him down. “I wanted to ask you, if you wouldn’t mind, could you please fly me home?

Azriel’s shock at the request was covered quickly. What he did know was that Gwyn was asking for physical contact with him. Winnowing only required the slightest touch. A hand or an arm. Flying on the other hand would be body contact on a larger scale. This was her choice. He nodded his head, lost for useful words. He didn’t want to sound like a clumsy novice male. He merely stretched an arm out for her to step into his side.

Gwyn turned to Emerie and Mor who were organising the other Idisi and gave them a smile. Emerie grinned in return and Azriel wrapped her in an embrace that was solid and calming yet her blood pounded and her eyes blinked. She couldn’t remember feeling so safe.

His wings spread and flapped and Azriel bent his knees and sprung into the breeze of the evening. Gwyn found herself tightening her grip around his neck and bringing her face closer to his

“You’re safe” is all he said

Gwyn simply replied “I know”

The trip down with Cassian had been exhilarating and freeing, the flying back required going across Velaris, coming to life with street lights and coloured flashes from the restaurants and dance rooms opening for the night. Gwyn got the feeling that she was missing a lot so she turned her head and took in the marvel of the city, the lights and the sun setting across the ocean. “Oh my goodness, Azriel, it is so beautiful” Azriel smiled and nodded, but he too looked properly at that view re-appreciating what he always knew was there. Trying to see it as Gwyn saw it for the first time brought a wonder to his heart that he had forgotten.

Gwyn looked at his face, and he caught her eyes. It was a charged moment. Azriel composed himself first and looked out to the sea and the river. With his free hand he began to point out landmarks and favourite haunts. From the Rainbow where Feyre went to paint and to teach, to the townhouse in the residential area and of course the sparkling flashing lights of Rita’s – their most frequented nightclub. “I guess I’ll be finding Mor and Emerie and probably the others there later” he smiled to think of what he knew of Mor now and the simmering looks that she and Emerie had been sharing during the ceremony. Only happiness filled him at the thought.

Gwyn was getting comfortable and moved a little in his arms. She squealed as she felt herself slip, but Azriel simply held her tighter and put his other arm under her legs, carrying her through the air like a princess. She surrendered, just for now she told herself, to the warmth and the stillness here in his chest.

Azriel relaxed into the embrace and flew steadily ignoring the thundering of his heart and the closeness of her lithe warrior’s body. The distance was covered all too soon and he stepped onto the roof of the house, jogging a few steps toward the double doors before coming to a halt. He placed her on the ground feet first, before facing her with his arm still around her middle. Gwyn stepped away first and walked backwards toward the entrance. She smiled at him

“Thank you Azriel” She looked down as if remembering where that jewel had rested until this afternoon. “I did really love that chain” She winked, as she had to him once before. This was not a student teacher interaction, this was a suggestion, a question to his searching. He took a step toward her and she held up a hand

“See you at training” and she turned, with every fibre of her being she kept walking toward the library. Willing him to watch her, to make a plan for the future to stop her from walking away. But not today. She was tired, she was wrung out and she did not trust herself to spend any more time with this male. He had opened too many doors within her to be careful of her wellbeing. She needed more time.

Azriel was old. He had bedded women across continents and had held a candle for Mor since he could remember wanting. Gwyn had him questioning any reaction that came to mind. Instead of those he just whispered “You will” He meant more than training tomorrow. He fully intended to show her what a thoughtful, evolved Illyrian male could evoke in a woman. She would not have a straw of fear left for him by the time she came to him ready to accept the necklace as truly hers.

#acotar #Gwynriel #Nessian #acosf #mating ceremony #Elriel #flying #Angsty #No Smut yet

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