#HnD!Alive

[tatatale]

THE 4TH ALIVERSARY IS TODAY!! ✨

As a celebration I've done a couple of things, one is finally the celebration illustration for the end of season 3 and the main comic! The second thing will come in another post.

Thank you all for supporting A L I V E these past four years, and also thank you to those who arrived later. I hope this little story entertained many people!

Oh, and happy birthday, Alive! 🎉🎉🎉

[rib-rabbitmask]

A Fanart to one of my favorites Charaters in Alive Au. HnD!Alive Alphys !

HnD!Alive Alphys Belongs to: @tatatale

I hope you enjoy <3

[fanichus]

Why am I crying, the last part of Colt is making me cry, like why?

IT IS DONE! Have this stupidly long chapter where you hang out with the trifolium gang and some Don's. I like this chapter. Next one shouldn't be as long.

If you like my writing consider getting me a coffee so I can stay caffeinated to write more on my KOFI <3

[nicolecon-visuallanguage]

visual language

throughout this project, I noticed two things;

I am yet to do any 3D work.

I had lost the thematical use of strawberries.

while I thought the pomegranate visuals and symbolism were more powerful, I still really liked what the strawberries had to represent as well.

strawberries are a lot smaller, more common, and often seen as one of the prettier fruits.

so, I decided to brush off my clay tools and get to work.

I made four small strawberries using air-dried clay and then painted them using acrylic paint.

when painting these strawberries, I wanted them to look quite cartoon-like. I wanted the strawberry to represent "girlhood" as a whole in comparison to the larger, more violent pomegranate.

side by side the fruits contrast each other well in this context, despite them having so much in common.

naturally, to develop these I began playing with layers again but this time I decided to create some fresh images to use.

the theme of eating and more specifically being "eaten alive" was a strong theme so far so what better to take photos of than teeth?

I then decided that something from a previous project during my HND would fit great too. the project was a prop cake I made using poly filler and a heart-shaped box.

what made this so useful is that the "cake" had the words "eat me" on top of it so I thought the strawberries mixed with teeth and the words "eat me" would be perfect.

I wasn't loving the images I was creating.

I liked the idea behind them but was starting to feel like I had overdone the layering thing.

until...I got to this image.

I think this image is really visually pleasing while still leaning into the theme I had going.

[a-world-of-whimsy-5]

Soft Hands -Part three

A continuation of the story of Ares and Aphrodite

General CW in case any of the text herein is upsetting.

I took my time to get ready, bathing and fixing my hair, wearing suitable robes and jewels as I would be asking for an audience from the king and queen.

I hope for a favorable answer or counsel where my marriage is concerned. Even a divorce and the stigma that would inevitably follow would be preferable.

I make my way to the doorway to the palace, only to be stopped by two guards.

"What is your business here?"

The way they leered. I am of a mind to curse them with love that will never be returned to them. Or perhaps, I should simply turn the both of them into wretched toads. "I am here to seek the counsel of the king and queen, nothing more."

Several moments of silence followed, and then they exchanged looks when I refused to leave. "Well?"

One sighed while the other went in to announce my arrival.

"You may enter, lady Aphrodite."

I put on a countenance of humbleness as I make my way to the dais, where both Zeus and Hera are seated on their thrones. Offending either with arrogance or pride greatly would hurt my cause.

"Daughter of Ouranos, welcome," Hera was studying me with curious eyes. I have heard talk of her jealous and vengeful nature, and I caution myself against angering her. She was Hephaestus's mother, after all. “Or should I say, welcome, daughter?”

I sink to my knees and lower my gaze. "My gracious lady, most benevolent lord, I have come bearing an urgent appeal."

I could feel two pairs of eyes on me. "Which is?"

"My marriage. I ask for your counsel where Hephaustes is concerned."

Hera sighed but said no more. "Go on," encouraged Zeus.

My courage was starting to fray, and I had barely begun talking to them. "Before I go on to my cause, I must let you know that Hephaustes is a loyal husband who thinks of nothing showering me with gifts."

"But?"

"But, he is neglectful in many other ways, my lady. He is hardly home. He is always in his smithy, while I am home all by myself. I ask if you, the both of you, would consider talking with him, to make him understand his duties towards me are just as important."

"If he refuses to listen?" asked Hera.

"Then I wish for the marriage to be put aside." They gasp but say nothing, so I pluck what courage I have left and continue. "Even the shame of being divorced is preferable to sleeping in a cold bed, as a neglected wife."

A long, awkward, silence followed. I wonder if I should just apologize for wasting their time and leave.

I understand more than anyone what it feels like, child, to be neglected by your spouse. By all the gods I do. 

Hera's thoughts stun me. Zeus looks confused, as he has no idea of what is being said between us.

Hephaestus has always been like this, and I am more sorry than I can say for what you are going through. Sadly, I do not have the power to undo the marriage, nor will my son listen to me. Only my husband has the power to bring any change into your life.

"This was the choice you made, Aphrodite, when you wed our son."

"But I never agreed, my lord," I retort. "It was decided by my father and yourself. Do not make it sound like I had any say in your poor choices of matchmaking."

"Feisty little thing, aren't you?" 

It sounded as if Hera was smirking. 

Zeus, however, glared. "I will let your impertinence slide this time."

I sigh but keep my temper in check.

"I will not agree to the dissolution of the marriage."

I cling on to the hope that he will talk to his son.

"Nor will I counsel Hephaestus."

What? 

"You will go home and make peace with your lot in life from here on out. I will hear no more talk on this matter."

"My lord," My eyes were stinging. Is he saying he will do nothing to help? The so-called king of all the gods? The self-proclaimed father of the heavens? 

"You will do as you are told!" Hera and I both flinch when Zeus roared and stood to his full height. "You will go back home and think no more on this matter. I have better things to do with my time than to waste them on  the mere trifles of a silly girl."

He rushed back to his chambers.

I am so sorry, was all Hera could say before she had to follow Zeus. 

So much for help. I dry my eyes, pick myself off the floor and go back out.

The very thought of going back to an empty home appalled me. I took my time wandering in the gardens, lost in thought. So lost was I that I did not see where I was going until I slammed into someone's broad chest.

A strong pair of hands held onto me to stop me from falling. "Are you all right?"

I shake my head, waiting for the stars to stop dancing in front of my eyes. When I finally come back to my senses, I take in the person before me. It was Ares.

[deathbymassagebyamermaid]

“Ooh” she says, glancing at Stede, handing reaching out with the spoon formerly in her teacup to poke his leg

She snickers at his expression, just messing around as she laid on the floor still “I guess it makes sense, why keep someone around making your life miserable” she hums, nodding

“And everyone’s got a breaking point”

They all remembered hers too well

She doesn’t seem to be thinking about the massacre tho “Had a bunk mate that kept purposely being insufferable about his noise making. Boasted about how loud he could snore and everything. I dunked a bucket on his head while he slept, and he scared himself by his own echo” she snickers, remembering the moment

“But then, this Izzy guy’s still alive?”

"Well, he lost the duel. His sword stuck right through me and into the mast, and then broke! And he'd set the terms of the duel, whoever loses is banished from the ship."

"If they didn't die first," Olu adds.

"Right. So we sent him off, and have been quite happily Izzy Hnds-free ever since."

[starr-fall-knight-rise]

Humans are weird “Hypnosis”

Hope you guys are already having a great weak :) 

BOOK UPDATE: You guys have been asking when my next update on wattpad is going to be within the next week, so don’t worry. My beta readers have chapter three, and I am feverishly working on the chapter after that. 

The fairgrounds were alive ad teaming with color. The once deserted terrestrial moon had since been turned into the largest ever recorded outdoor market that had ever existed. The introduction of humans into the GA had brought the universe new and unconsidered ways of selling, buying, and tourism. On all sides humans and aliens alike were demonstrating their artistic craft. There were metal workers, carpenters, sculptures, artists, leather workers, and artists. A few industrious groups had even crossed inter-species borders to collaborate on projects. They had a real tough time pulling Sunny away from a Drev/human blacksmith partnership that created Drev armor in the style of medieval humans and human armor in the style of the Drev, but now after she had purchased herself a helmet, which Commander Vir, Adam, openly admitted looked ‘friggin awesome’, but then again, that was coming from someone who had purchased himself a cape, and insisted upon wearing it because it “made him look fancy.”

Krill tried not to be distracted by the frivolous, but turned out to have a great weakness for a specific vendors art works which depicted surrealist landscapes. Of course, when captain vir pointed out that they travel the universe and often see things just as strange, the doctor pointed out that, this way, he could look at how pretty it was and not worry about how dangerous it was.

They cut a strange group in the crowd, a human, a Drevv, and a Vrul, one wearing a steel- horned helmet, the other a cape, and the third holding a large roll that was almost taller than him.

Technically they were supposed to be here providing security, but out of all the jobs they had been given, recently, this one was surprisingly easy. They met up with another “Patrol” walking down the main thoroughfare and found hat Cannon, sunny’s brother had also purchased himself some new armor.

They walked with each other for a few minutes  before a voice caught their attention over the roaring of the crowd.

“COME ON IN, SIT DOWN, AND ENJOY IT BECAUSE I’M ONLY GOING TO BE HERE ANOTHER DAY…. YES YOU THREE.”

Adam lept easily onto sunny’s back peering over the crowd trying to see what it was all about.

Sunny craned her head back to look at him, “What is it.”

He squinted, “Hold on, I can’t- wait a HYPNOTIST hell yeah! I love those guys. Come on lets go before all the seats are taken.”

“What is a hypnotist?” Sunny wondered, but received only a pat on the muzzle.

“You shall see.”

She blinked shaking her beak in mild confusion. Krill inflated his helium pouch and allowed Sunny to drag him through the crowd. A few of the other humans followed along curiously as did Cannon.

Together they made their way to a row of benches and took their seats. Sunny looked on stage to find a well dressed man in a suit, standing in front of a line of chairs. He didn’t look particularly special, but who was she to judge. He glanced around at the crowd for a few more minutes hollering for people to come in. Once the crowd was filled up, an assistant pressed a button at the back of the stage, and a sudden flash of blue light surrounded them before fading away to a dim shimmer.

The sound field left the interior quite silent, and the man cleared his throat taking a sip of water, “That can’t be good for my voice.” before smiling and clapping his hands together, “let's get started, how many of you know what a hypnotist is?” 

Most of the humans raised their hands.

He glanced around the crowd, “Well that was to be expected, for those of you inhuman visitors, a hypnotist is someone who is trained to bring other people to a state of, what should be best explained as, deep state of concentration and suggestibility. We have used hypnotism for thousands of years in psychological treatment, relaxation techniques, and certain types of medical procedures. However, I’ll have you know now that it is STILL one of the most controversial techniques in both the psychological and physiological medical fields, however, I’m not a doctor, I am an entertainer, so we shouldn’t have any issues here today.” 

He looked around the crowd, “Let me get rid of a few common misconceptions about hypnotism. First of all, if you don’t want to be hypnotized you CANNOT be. There has never, ever been a case of someone who was hypnotized against their will. This as to be something you are willing to participate in because most of the work is done by the subject, and not me. You CHOOSE to allow me to do my work, the second misconceptions is that, once you are hypnotized, you will not be persuaded to do anything against your moral code, like murder, or injuring someone, unless you are that kind of person anyway, and in that case it isn’t my fault that you’re a terrible person.”

The crowd chuckled.

“So no one will be dropping any deep dark secrets on us that they wouldn’t already tell us anyway. Last of all, if you are a human you have 100%, for sure, been in a state similar to hypnosis before. Daydreaming, meditation, driving home and then realizing when you got home that you cannot remember driving home, all those states are, in essence a form of self hypnosis, so what I am going to do here, is, I am going to give you a bit of a test, and then pick those of you who seem good subjects to be part of my demonstration. If you do not want to be hypnotized than don’t do the test, simple as that. I invite our inhuman friends to try too because I would find it very interesting to see what the results are.”

He motioned towards his assistant, who fiddled for a moment with a speaker before the soft eerie sci-fi music began, “Don’t look at me like that, we are on a moon circling a gas giant, so I can choose whatever weird music I want….. Alright, now those of you who want to try this, can I have you stand up,there we go, some aliens too, that’s good.”

Sunny glanced to her left and right. On her left Adam had taken to his feet, but that wasn’t surprising. On her other side, rill was looking on skeptically. Her brother Cannon had chosen to stand. Sunny herself was content to simply watch and see what would happen.

“Alright, everyone ready? Good…. Now those of you who want to participate I will ask to close your eyes, and when you close your eyes, I want you to hold your hands out in front of you, your right palm facing down and your left palm facing up. Now on your right hand, I want you to imagine that you have a string tied around your wrist, and on that string is a balloon, those things in the fair that are really colorful and filled with helium for those of you who don’t know. Now as you hold your hand there, the balloon gets bigger and bigger, and as it gets bigger and bigger, its filled with more helium, and as it is filled with more and more helium, it pulls you hnd higher towards the sky. Your hand grows lighter and lighter. Your arm is being pulled towards the sky higher and higher making your arm feel lighter and lighter.”

Sunny watched in general amusement as the participants right hands began to raise slowly towards the sky. Over to her right, Krill would have rolled his eyes if he could. The man continued to speak his voice retaining a distinct cadence repeating and then continuing to repeat the same instructions, and as he did hands raised towards the air. A couple of people peaked towards their counterparts sitting down once they realized it wasn’t going to work on them.

“Now in your right hand I want you to imagine you are holding a weight, and every second I keep talking the weight grows heavier and heavier dragging your hand towards the ground. Heavier and heavier the weight gets while lighter and lighter the balloon gets.” The man continued to speak as he stepped down into the crowd glancing around at the subjects. He made a few people sit  back down , examined another and then came around their side of the room stopping at Adam, who, to sunny’s amusement, probably wouldn't have raised his arm any higher or dropped his arm any lower.

He looked pretty dumb.

The man paused at his side, placed a hand on his shoulder, and began to whisper something in his ear. Sunny and Krill couldn’t hear it from where they were sitting, but then the man reached up and tapped Adam on the forehead.

“Sleep.” 

The crowd gasped. 

The humans laughed. 

He collapsed like a wet bag of sand s if his spine had suddenly vanished, knees buckling and sagging forward face first. Sunny lunged to catch him, but the hypnotist had already caught him grunting slightly under Adam’s dead weight. 

Krill leaped to his feet in shocked horror stepping forward to help, but the man held up a hand, “It’s alright.” he grunted under the dead weight, “here, do you mind?” Before she could say anything, the man had turfed Adam’s corpse? Onto her lap. He sagged towards the floor, and she caught him, holding him in place with all four of her arms as his arm dangled towards the floor.

Krill reached over and felt for his pulse.

“What the hell.” He muttered 

“What/” Sunny whispered to him

The Vrul held up an appendage for a second counting internally, “His pulse….. 45 bpm.”

“Isn’t that….. A sleeping heart rate?” She wondered unsure.”

Krill nodded. Off to their left another human slumped into her seat. This went on until about 12 people had been incapacitated. Adam was still not moving.

The hypnotist took a stand back on stage, “Alright now I am going to count back from three, and once I count back from three, those who are asleep are going to wake up, and then I’m going to ask them to come up on stage. When I count back from three and say wake up they are going to wake up and then come up on stage…. three …. two ... one …. Wake up.” 

Adam stirred, lifting his head groggily from Sunny’s lap blinking owlishly around looking almost confused.

“Please welcome our volunteers to the stage everyone. Sunny nuged Adam to his feet, and, almost drunkenly he plodded up the isle and onto the stairs. By the time he had taken a seat in one of the chairs he APPEARED to be awake bright eyed and looking around at his neighbors as they introduced themselves.

Sunny wasn’t entirely sure what to make of it.

The hypnotist walked down the line pausing near the woman who sat Next to Adam, “What is your name Ms?”

“Jessie.”

“Ok Jessie, tell me, do you think you are hypnotized?”

She nervously shuffled her feet, “Um, no, I don’t think so?” 

“Well don’t ask me, I don't know.” He turned to Adam, “Can you raise your arm for me, Sir, yes right there.” He then reached out a hand to the woman, “Well it was nice to meet you Jessie.” With a sharp tug he pulled on her arm, “Sleep!” She collapsed head first onto Adam, who looked a little more than surprised. The hypnotist moved his arm to keep hold of her, “Hold his for me will ya.”

Adam looked horribly uncomfortable as the man went down the line asking others their names and then causing them to collapse onto each other “Asleep.” 

He eventually made his way back to Adam, “Comfortable there?”

Adam shrugged, “Um…. not sure.”

“Not sure, well why don’t you tell me your name.” He had reached out to take Adam’s hand.

“Adam.”

“Alright, Adam, are you hypnotized?”

“Er…. I don’t know>”

“If you had to guess?”

“Um…. Yes?” he looked pretty confused, and sort of nervous despite the fact he was smiling.

“And what do you do for a living.” The handshake was getting really long and awkward.

“I captain a spaceship.”

“Wow, thas a new one. Well Adam, do me a favor, and why don’t you look in the crowd, and focus right there on your blue friend, yeah the shiny top of her head right there, and Sleep.” He jerked his hand forward, and Adam collapsed over the top of the first human one arm dangling towards the ground. The crowd giggled.

Krill still looked quite skeptical.

The man spent the next few minutes repeating his instructions to relax repeating, “And as you go deeper and deeper into this state of relaxation, you will feel your muscles relax, the muscles in your face, the muscles in your arms, the muscles in your back, all deep and relaxed and limp, relaxed and limp, loose relaxed and limp.”

The crowd burst into a fit of giggling as Adam and his neighbor slipped onto the floor. Adam’s mouth was wide open lying flat on his back crumbled in a heap.

The hypnotist paused behind them and chuckled, “This always happens, can never keep them in their chairs, now, I know some of you out there are probably skeptical.” He looked pointedly at Krill, “Im looking at you spider legs, I can spot a skeptic a mile off. Now I know what you must be thinking, if he CAN”T hypnotize people against their will than it isn’t real, they are just pretending, but no; what you don’t understand is, I am not doing this, they are doing it to themselves, and they are using me as an excuse to do it. Think about it, wouldn’t you want to be this relaxed. What I have done is convinced THEM that they can make themselves relax.” He reached down picked up Adam’s arm and dropped it, and like a wet noodle it flopped back onto the floor, “You can’t just fake relaxation like that. These people really have convinced themselves, through my suggestion that they can do this, and that they should do it. They have DECIDED to follow my instructions.” 

There was a murmuring from the crowd, and Sunny turned to find that, her brother, Cannon had fallen to the floor supposedly unconscious. The hypnotist raised his head, “Do we have another one….. Oh look at that, he’s not human.” More muttering as he stepped off stage, walked over and woke Cannon up, “Do you want to come on stage with us.”

Cannon paused and then drunkenly nodded his big head. Sunny found it greatly amusing as the tiny human led her 9 foot brother onto the stage, “Here, just sit down right her big guy till I figure out what to do with you…..” He glanced at the crowd, “happens to me every time. Someone in the crowd always gets it,” He tapped Cannon on the head, “Sleep.” he hit the stage with a loud echoing thud, but otherwise looked rather peaceful. 

The man did a few more demonstrations with rigidity as opposed to relaxation, explaining the entire time what he was doing so the crowd could follow along with his intentions,  “Oh now when I count back from three you are all going to wake up, and you are going to feel relaxed and fresh, and great, but when you wake up you are going to see the most beautiful person you have ever seen, guys girls, girls guys doesn't matter, he or she is the perfect specimen, drop dead gorgeous, you would do anything to impress this person. Three two one… awake.”

Sunny couldn’t help being amused at the sight of ten humans doing their best to impress an imaginary hot person. One guy stood up and began posing like a model, the women twirl their hair around their fingers, one woman even adjusted her chest. The crowd giggled. Her brother Cannon didn’t seem interested, and probably wouldn’t, not after the death of his made, so he just looked on quietly approving following some unknown Drev back and forth across the stage. 

Adam on the other and, went red, shuffled his feet, and promptly crawled over e back of his chair to hide.

The crowd howled with laughter.

“Hey, hey Adam, where are you going.” Adam did not show his head. The hypnotist went back behind the chairs, “What are you doing back here.”

“Pretty girl.” Came the muttered answer.

“Well don’t you want to impress her.” 

“No…. yes…..no.”

“Well why not. Come on you fly a spaceship, how could she not be impressed.”

A loud whisper this time, “What if she sees me.” 

The hypnotist had to stifle a giggle, “Well that’s alright if you want to stay here that's alright, I’ll Come get you when the coast is clear.”  He stepped out from behind the chairs. Sunny wasn’t entirely sure if she should laugh hysterically or feel bad for him. The other members of the crew were giggling madly from the side. 

Krill had at least accepted he was stuck here at this point, and so looked on at the antics with mild amusement.

“Ok ok, the hot person is gone now, you can all return to your seats.” Adam moved a bit shamefaced from behind his chair and took a seat. “Alright, here is an easy one, the hot person is gone but all of a sudden you are going to realize that I am suddenly very very naked, and not only am I horribly naked, but I am also about 100 years old.” 

The expressions of disgust, embarrassment and avoidant eye contact was greatly amusing.

“Um…. sir, sir.” 

The hypnotist turned to Adam, who had stood from his seat.

“yes , Adam.”

“Um…. you’re not…. Wearing anything.” With one hand he offered up the cape he had bought earlier, “You should put this on.”

The crowd laughed, the hypnotist turned to look at them, “Such a kind your man.”

“Sleep.”

The entire group collapsed back into their seats, and in some cases, onto their seats and then onto the floor.

Sunny found herself chirping madly with glee and amusement. Whether it was real or not was beside the point, the humans were doing goofy things He had one human convinced he was fighting ninjas, another that she had forgotten her name,  a third that she was the world's premier prima ballerina.

He walked up to Adam’s sleeping form, “The person whose shoulder I am touching and only the person whose shoulder I am touching, when you wake up you are going to realize that you do not speak English at all, hear that you do not speak English at all, three two one wake.”

Adam lifted his head.

“What’s your name.”

The human made a strange hissing and humming noise at him.

The crowd murdered in surprise. They hadn’t exactly expected him to start speaking fluent Vrul either. The hypnotist looked on in surprise and reached up to switch on his translator, “Oh I see, you don’t speak English…. Ha ... isn't that interesting. What would happen if you couldn't speak Vrul either.” 

He tried, and when Adam began speaking again, Sunny was stunned. The noises he was making were deep and guttural originating from inside his belly and chest. It used a lot of grunting gurgling, clicking and hissing  far deeper than the human’s usual voice…..

He hadn’t told her he was learning how to speak Drev…

-

“Alright when you all wake up, you realize that I have something you really want, and in order to get something that you really want, you are going to have to bring me a gift, the best gift you can think up.”

What followed was probably the funniest thing Sunny had ever seen.  It was pretty tame at first, a few of the humans simply pulled out money, some gave him the things they had purchased at the fair. Cannon walked into the crowd, grabbed one of the crew members and brought him up confused and laughing to sand on stage.

“What is this?”

“Gift.” Cannon grunted 

Howling laughter.

“What am I going to do with this?” The hypnotist wondered trying to hold back a laugh.

“Good mechanic.” Cannon grunted patting the human on the head, who was nearly doubled over laughing.

Another human came up on stage holding his baby.

Sunny was pretty sure some of the humans were crying now, “What the hell is this!”

“My firstborn son.”

“What do I have that you would trade your firstborn son for?” the hypnotist choked.

The human stood confused holding the baby for a moment, “Um…. second born son.”

Sunny lost it.

Trying to keep a straight face, the man turned to Adam, only to find he was proffering his own leg, the prosthetic one obviously. “Can I have my friends back now?” He wondered 

The man looked down confused, “Aright Mr. Unexpectedly wholesome, back to your seats everyone.” 

-

By the end, Sunny’s sides hurt, even krill looked like he was having a good time. The man had convinced them they were all naked which was amusing to watch. Many hid themselves, a few made themselves comfortable, Adam looked resigned, Cannon was unaffected. 

He did a few more things before time was up before convincing the humans they were awake and no longer susceptible to his hypnosis. Adam stumbled down from the stage looking a little confused. Sunny motioned him over.

“So, when were you going to tell me you could speak Drev?” 

He groaned, “Shit, that was supposed to be a surprise.”

She just grinned, “It was pretty good.”

“Really?”

“Really…..” She smiled, “You should have seen yourself.”

He blushed, “Was it bad?”

“I almost peed myself. I’ll have to tell you about all the stupid things you did later.” She wrapped one arm around him, and he tried to escape but found the attempt useless.

Krill walked past, “Yes…. I should have to write a paper about this….. Still don’t entirely believe it, but a good paper.”

Adam sighed, “Oh great, now the entire galaxy is going to know about me being an idiot.”

Krill didn’t look up, “Don’t worry, they already know.”

“Thanks for that.” 

[supernaturalmarauders]

Welcome home (SPN cast reader x crew and boyfriend)

Summary: the readers boyfriend is in the navy and had been deployed for the past year and a half. The boys surprise the reader at a con, and the whole audience knows. And at the end he proposes.

Warnings: crying, fluff, laughing, basic Jared and Jensen joking.

Please give me feedback I’ve wanted to write this for a while I’ve just struggled

You and they boys were currently at a con. You had been going to cons since you were eighteen; and you were now 21. Honestly you knew the boys had been doing it a lot longer, but for you cons freaked you out. You tended to be one of those people who didn’t care however when it came to cons you cared the most. Everything had been going pretty smothly so far. You always enjoyed cons with Jared and Jensen because they were the two funniest people you know.

Xxxxxxx

“My question is for Y/N�� said the audience member which made Jared her fake angry and Jensen to just seriously judge Jared.

“Don’t worry about them sweetie, Jared’s just a two year old in disguise. What your question” you ask politely ignoring Jared hurt expression.

“Well, we know about everyone one else’s love life but we don’t know about yours. I understand if it’s to personal but I was curious if there was possibly a boyfriend in your life” asked the lady from the audience. Suddenly everything when’d quiet, which made you feel uncomfortable.

“Umm... I didn’t really think it was ever that much of a secret but yeah, I do have a boyfriend. I haven’t seen him for a year and a half since he’s been deployed in the army” you say in honestly. The audience just smile and Jared and Jensen look at you making you feel even more uncomfortable.

“Okay next question” says Jared noticing how uncomfortable you were getting. Jared picks another woman in the audience whom also has another question for you.

“So I also have a boyfriend in the military, however he’s only been deployed for about a month. I was wondering what it’s like having such a long distance relationship” said the lady. You sad smile understanding what she was going through.

“Honestly it get easier but harder at the same time. Because you become used to being by yourself without him next to you all the time. But it’s also hard because you can go weeks without a letter and be terrified because you have no if your boyfriend is still alive. And sometimes it gets really hard to think about all the things your missing. I think though, I can give you one word of advice. If you miss him just think about all the good he is doing for you and so many other people. Because without people in the military than the world would fall apart” you say smiling. The lady smiles and passes the mic back to the man.

Xxxxx

“Okay guys so we’re going to have a little competition. Y/N, and Jared are going to see how many darts they can get closest to the bullseye. But there’s a catch, if they win, then they get a suprise”. Said jensen causing the audince to cheer 

“When he says surprise, he means, there isn’t a surprise. he just wants to see weaher a girl can beet a guy at a simple task such as sharades” you say causing audiene to once again laugh and jared and jensen to glare at you. 

jensen brought out the targets and the games began. it wasn’t much of a competition seeing as jared could hardly get a shot in without it bouncing off the metal. you however managed to get almost every shot smack bang centre. honestly you were suspicious . jared was always pretty good witch accuracy and never had an off day, ever. and it wasn’t like jared to just loose and sit back and take it. he always threw a very fake overdramatic tantrum. 

“And Y/N finally won somethin against jared” mocked jensen making you put your hnds on your hips. 

“Seriously, am i the only one who thinks thats a bit fishy” you ask to the audience, all of which reply with a shake of there heads, indicating that they did not see anything wrong. What you didn’t know was that they were in on everything.

“Let me guess, I win a bag of snail shells, and an extra week of planking from the two of you” you say with sarcasm.

“We aren’t that mean Y/N” said Jared mock hurt.

“Sure you aren’t” you say rolling your eyes making the audience laugh.

“Here read this out loud” said Jensen passing you a letter.

“Hey baby, this note is currently being written a day before I leave you. If your reading this it means that times are getting tougher. Stay strong Y/N, I love you so much” you finish whispering and trying to stop the tears escaping your eyes.

“Why would you make me read that” you say trying to contain the emotions that you felt.

“ turn around” says Jared making you look at the screen behind you, suddenly is on the screen. The very last picture you had of you and your boyfriend.

“Why are you torturing me like this” you say, unable to contain the emotions. Not realisisng what had happened untill you heard a familiar voice behind you, one you never thought you would hear again.

“Because I asked them to” said the voice. You turned around so slowly you couldn’t believe your eyes. Suddenly nigers falls started falling from your eyes as you gripped onto your boyfriend for dear life, letting his uniform soak the tears you had in your eyes. The audience were flashing photos and gen and Daneel who were backstage with the kids couldn’t stop the tears from falling down there cheeks.

“I missed you baby” he said not removing you from his embrace. Unable to reply you removed your head from his shoulder and smashed your lips into his, causing the audience to erupt in cheers. The kids was very rough, but contained all the emotions that you had. Gen and daneel came out of the wings to go and be with there husbands. They were no where near taking your moment away, but they were not about to miss what was going to happen.

After the kiss ended you just stood there falling into his embrace.

“I love you” you say loud enough for the audience to hear but muffled by his shirt.

“I know you do” he says pulling you tighter to his chest. During that time many fans had not turned of there phones continuing to record everything that was happening. Daneel and Jensen were crying, and Jensen and Jared had smiles from ear to ear.

“You were all in on this, weren’t you” you say pulling away from your boyfriend and looking at them.

“Maybe said Jensen and Jared in unison making you smile. You ran into there arms, not sparing anytime in giving all four of them big hugs, thanking each and everyone one of them individually. What you didn’t notice was that a video started playing behind you. What alerted you however was the sound of the audience starting to sing falling in love by lily Reinhart.

You looked up frozen in your place as you watched the videos and photos from you and your boyfriends 4 years of dating, even the ones where you were so little. You couldn’t help the water works as they once again flowed freely out of your eyes. Once the video had stopped you looked over to Jared and Jensen who were gesturing to you to turn around, slowly you turned around and saw your boyfriend on one knee holding a box with a beautiful ring.

You instantly broke into one of the biggest rages of sobs you had ever experienced. Your boyfriend smiled and everyone elses “awwed”

“ Y/N Y/L/N, I have loved you for four years, and I can’t imagine my life without you, and I never want to go another day in fear that I’m going to loose the one woman who u would do anything for. You are so special to me and never want to loose you, not ever. You make me the happiest man alive , and bring a smile to my face every time I see you. So Y/N, Will you marry me” finished your boyfriend running a finger through is H/C hair.

You break down for what felt like the 100th time and run into his hands once again making his uniform soaked. You stood there for a few minutes sharing a deep kiss trying to tell him how much you love him.

“You never answered my question” he said once again going to one knee, the audience stopped and sat in anticipation while j2 held there wives closer.

“Of course you Idiot” you say looking into his eyes whilst the audience applaud, and Jared and Jensen cat whistle. He slide the ring onto your finger and you wipe your eyes. He embrace you in a hug not letting you go. The cheering of the audience started to blur out whilst you were in your lovers embrace, nothing else mattered at that time, just that you were with the person you love most, and would love most for the rest of you’re life.

“Let’s give it up for loving couple everyone” you hear Jared say into the mic, making you pull you chest away from your now fiancés. You smiled into the audience and help up both your hands, making them cheer even louder.

There were very few moments you had ever experienced emotions as strong as this. You once again hugged (boyfriend name) and weren’t letting go. He tightened his grip around you indicating that he was never letting you go.

You knew for the first time in a long time that you would fall into a easy sleep, with (boyfriend name) holding you, and the people you considered your family right beside you

Sorry it’s so short and crappy, like if you want, I don’t mind, I hope you enjoyed. I just wanted to write about something that would make people smile. Yeah I know the vocabs pretty bad. There will be mistakes but I will go through and fix them later.

[moonraccoon-exe]

Coonie, my beloved Prince. I have a thought to share. When you said that it's Ravus who stares at their partner while their sleeping, I got this sudden mental image of Ravus, in the dead of night, startled awake by a nightmare. Good thing he's always got Iggy there to soothe him, right? ;3

*is called “my beloved prince”*

*SQUEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK!!!!!*  (*ﾉ▽ﾉ)

*uncontrollably rolls around, hugged to its tail, flailing and blushing and unintelligibly giggling* AHnfjgdkg hakjdfnadgd kaljdaf aaaah  (*ﾉ▽ﾉ) 

*SLAMS FIST ON DESK*

YES.

I DECLARE THIS TO BE A THING IN ANY FLEURENTIA AU. THIS IS OFFICIALLY CANON AND NO ONE CAN TELL ME OTHERWISE.

I’ve always headcanoned that Ravus sleeps very few hours; goes to bed very late, and is already up on his feet and dressed before the sun, or with it. Partly by nature, partly by the strict discipline he endured as a Niflheim soldier, and partly, maybe, due to the Magitek arm, which not only altered his eye color and his inhuman strength, but also drained from him other things like a normal/human sleeping schedule.

But the nightmares?

Oh, boy. I’ve always seen them as canon, too.

I’ve always thought Ravus is one of the most tragic characters, because he endured a very difficult life. And one of my other headcanons (as some that have read some of my fics can tell) is that Ravus’ training was basically torture; that Niflheim took him in to “train him”, but “training” was the soft word for torturing both physically and mentally, in an attempt to take out of him Ravus the human, so they could make Ravus the weapon; someone that was so tortured, he lost his human side (sort of which would explain his stone, expressionless face).

So imagine; not only did he see his mom die less than a meter away of him, saving his life in the process; he also felt abandoned by Regis, had to see people treat his sister badly (if we take that scene of Caligo shoving kid Luna around as canon), and he was taken by the empire only to be tortured after being taken from his throne rights, and then he had to see Luna slowly dying on free will for the jerk that king Regis prefered to save instead of her?

But anyway, I digress.

What I mean to say is, I think Ravus had one of the most difficult lives. And in any verse of the game, Luna dies; but whether a Fleurentia AU lets Luna live or not, Ravus still endured too much to not suffer from at least, as minimum, nightmares every now and then.

Ravus doesn’t sleep much; even less after he got the MT arm. And when he does, he still has to deal with stuff.

Nightmares.

Across many years, Ravus had no one to help him, at least to comfort him; the empire kept him and Lunafreya away most of the time, always under watch. So each time he woke up startled from a nightmare, Lunafreya wasn’t there, and he wasn’t allowed to leave his room to go see her until the morning. So Ravus always dealt with nightmares alone.

And then he met Ignis. Liked him; fell in love; brought him to Fenestala.

It never really crossed his head that Ignis would help with the nightmares; Ravus didn’t think anything except what if he gave troubles to Ignis at nights, be it from waking up startled and hence startling him, or by not measuring the strenght of his MT arm, or just because of how late he sleeps and how early he wakes. Ravus was not thinking about Ignis helping him, he was thinking about how much of a nuisance he would be for Ignis.

So Ravus tried to be a good fiancé and not give him troubles, but the anxiety of “what if I have a nightmare and I wake him up” or “what if I accidentally hit him with my arm” really only did but give him more troubles to sleep, to the point he barely did it, scared that he could hurt or bother Iggy. Ignis noticed that he rarely slept and usually tried to talk it with Ravus, but as much as Ravus promised to try to sleep, he never did.

Until one night it was too much, and he simply couldn’t help and fell asleep.

And so on, he tried to get confidence about sleeping with Iggy, trusting that he was not going to mess up.

Until one night, he had a nightmare for the first time since he started sharing bed with Iggy.

[more under the cut]

Ravus doesn’t always remember what his nightmares are about, sometimes he does, it’s random. 

That night, he didn’t quite recall what he was dreaming about; all that he knew was that he woke up by sitting up, taking in a deep breath as if he had been downing and just went back to the surface, and he was crying even before he was startled awake.

Needless to say, Ignis, light sleeper as he already is, woke up immediately as soon as he heard Ravus’ loud gasp and felt his sudden movement; he didn’t bother with any light and just put a hand on him, and asked him what had happened.

Rauvs couldn’t even reply for a long while. All that he did was sit there, shaking, and breathing heavily and loudly. 

Ignis did not question him any further. All that he did was, he started caressing his back softly, and he spoke tenderly to him, encouraging him, telling him it was okay and that he was doing fine. He cleaned his tears, held his hand, kissed his shoulder, gave all this sort of tiny little gestures, instead of hugging him tight or shaking him. 

Because Ignis knows best; he knows that some people prefer to be shaken awake and out of it, and some just need a hug, but that’s the normal people. Ravus is a different case; his nightmares are something more profound. He doesn’t need to be shaken awake, he needs…comfort. To know he’s safe; he needs to be treated softly and gently. And taht’s exactly what Ignis does.

And when he calms down, all that Ravus does is avoid eye contact, until he gathers strenght to say it.

“I’m sorry…”

Needless to say, Ignis was very confused as to why he apologized. Ravus was sincere with him; listen, Ignis, Ravus has nightmares more frequently than he dreams. He doesn’t sleep early and wakes up before the sun, he can’t control the strength of his arm, and he has a lot, a lot of nightmares, many times per week. It’s okay if he wants a separate bed; heck, it’s fine if he wants to break up even, he understands, because, well, who wants to be with someone half daemon anyway, and a bad romantic partner, and a bad boyfriend, and even worse, someone who can’t do the most simple of tasks like just sleeping without messing it up.

But all that Ignis does is chuckle. Grab his hands and kiss each of his knuckles. Get close and rest his hand on Ravus’ shoulder. Kiss his MT arm. And all that he does is take Ravus’ arms, wraps them around himself so Ravus is hugging him, and he whispers

“I don’t care.”

And so it becomes normal; that Ignis is there when Ravus has a nightmare.

Because he doesn’t mind. He didn’t say yes to Ravus because of who he is when awake, he said yes because of who he is as a whole. Asleep or awake, sad or happy, it’s all Ravus, and it’s Ravus who Ignis loves. What sort of partner is he if he was with Ravus only when it’s happy and okay? No. Ignis will be there in the good and the bad times, and that includes the nightmares.

And Ravus thanks him. Every night and every morning. And as the weeks go by, Ravus’ instinct when he wakes up from a nightmare is now turning to his right side to look for Ignis, who he knows will always be there, and who always is there, with open arms, ready to receive him, ready to give him whatever he is, be it the caress of a hand, a proper hug, the caress of his hair, a kiss, words, anything that Ravus needs.

And Ignis really doesn’t mind; he wants to help Ravus, and it really is no troubles waking up in the middle of the night for him, if Ravus needs it. And Ravus, dear Ravus, at first so shy and guilty for startling Ignis awake, slowly and eventually lets go of the guilt, and learns what love is as Ignis gives it to him; that unconditional support, even in the bad times, all that help, all that tenderness and affection.

It’s usual in the king’s chambers, that the king is startled awake by a nightmare, and his dear fiancé is there to soothe him and comfort him until he goes back to sleep.

And it takes long, months, maybe even years before Ravus notices, because the process was subtle and slow, but…all this that Ignis offers, all the nights he spends soothing him after a nightmare, they help, little by little, until Ravus not only learns to accept the comfort and his first instinct is look for Ignis. It also has been helping to make Ravus’ sleep much better, much more restful; he’s even learned to sleep more.

And what’s more impressive, all these times of Ignis soothing him after a nightmare, they actually reduce the nightmares; if Ravus used to have five nightmares per week, a couple months later he had four, then three, then two, then one, then it happened only every once every each months, and so on throughout the years…

But back to the present, yes. It’s normal that Ravus catches a nightmare every now and then, and for Ignis to be there to soothe him. 

Sometimes, Ravus will be hugged to Ignis, resting his head on his chest, while Ignis caresses his hair and his arm, and Ravus will wonder how he could live before Ignis, how he could be alive before knowing him, before marrying him. And he loves to be snuggled there, in his arms, and he’s not scared of the nightmares anymore, because Ignis is comfort, and protection, and safety, and love.

H-hhhnnngnggnnngg

HNNHNHNGNNHGHG

GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

*EXPLODES*

*SHORT CIRCUITS AND COLLAPSES AND STOPS FUNCTIONING*

What have you done to me, Kit whAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME KALSJDKLAS FJKLADJF ALKDJF

*HYSTERICALLY FLAILING ALL OVER THE PLACE*

YES. YES SO MUCH TO ALL OF THIS, I’M A SUCKER FOR HURT/COMFORT AND THIS- THIS LOVELY, WONDERFUL- honestly that’s one of my favorite things about Fleurentia, it offers so much for hurt/comfort scenarios and this is ONE OF MY FAVORITES. NIGHTMARES AND COMFORTING BACK TO SLEEP HNGNFD HND I AM-

WEAK. SO WEAK FOR IT I AM AN IDIOT. 

*cries*

Honestly though, THANK YOU SO MUCH, so goddamn much for this LOVELY entry. It’s got me weak and no matter how many times I read it, I still freak out because it’s so cute and sad and cute again and hndnhdgn ;A;

Thank you SO, SO, SO MUCH for this LOVELY and BEAUTIFUL ask, Kit dear! And how dare you trigger me like this aaaaah

But really, thank you so much!! ( ´ ▽ ` )

ALSO, “MY BELOVED PRINCE” AKSLDJALDKGJALKDFJ AKLSFJ AKLDGJADKLFJ AKLDFJ AKLGJ KDLGJADKLFJ ALKJ 

I STILL CAN’T GET OVER IT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH (*ﾉ▽ﾉ)

*LOUDLY SQUEAKING AND UNCONTROLLABLY BOUNCING ALL OVER THE ROOM*

I hope you’re having a MOST FANTASTIC night, Kit!! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ

[tatatale]

SEASON 3

A L I V E: Part 70.

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

A L I V E Masterpost / Sunny AU / Ko-fi tips / Twitter / DeviantArt /Commissions

Sorry I couldn’t add EVERYONE but you guys were too many, I didn’t expect this, thank you so much for sending your hopes and dreams to Alive!!

Credits!

Underfell by @/underfell

And:

I hope I’m not missing someone 💦

[gunmadlin]

How to Find Your Excellent Massage Therapist

Are you wanting a 'pleasing' rub?

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[battlemaiden13]

Hi! I have a question for the fic HND :) does asha remember his mother or any of the other siblings? Will there be any mother lore? Or backstory? is the mother still alive? Did she fake her death? Did she ran away? And why if she did? -Anon 🪐💜

HND Mum's dead, died of illness. All the siblings remember her but MC was only about 8 when she died. We might get mother lore later on but it's not really relevant to the story so it might not come up. She's defiantly dead though. Maybe they could visit her grave at some point.

[mssaboteur]

11 Questions

Rules: Answer the 11 questions, write 11 of your own, tag 11 people.

I was Tagged by the wonderful @joufancyhuh​ so without further ado here we go

Mass Effect or Dragon Age? I honestly can’t choose, I’ve played all three Mass Effect Games and beat the game several times on different consoles, and then finally re-bought them all on PC and proceeded to play them all again and grab all achievements...I have about 6 Shepard’s on PC alone...Dragon Age I’ve done exactly the same (yes I’m well aware I don’t have a life xD) I Believe that Dragon Age and Mass Effect are in the same universe just Mass Effect is the Future and Dragon Age is the Past...Darkspawn are the Reapers...none of you can prove its not true xD

A song that makes you feel as though you’re in a movie? ‘The Show Must Go On’....very much my Life at the moment. That song has always had a very special place, I don’t really take about my mental health issues and i know Freddie is talking about something else but the comparisons, the song just speaks to me. 

What are you most proud of in your life right now? I’m proud I’ve almost completed my HND, and fingers crossed I can go on to get my degree in Computing 

What’s something unique that you collect? Pop Vinyls: please don’t judge I love the little guys. I have Garrus (of course can’t not have the Big Guy), Cayde-6, Newt (my fellow Hufflepuff), Vegeta, Bulma and Trunks (gotta have the family together), John Wick and Geralt or Gerald as my kids call him

What weird belief did you have as a kid? I dunno, honestly who doesn’t believe in weird crap as a kid, I believed in fairies and Father Christmas and even before Toy Story came out I believed wholeheartedly my toys were alive, Toy Story just proved it in my head lol 

What was the worst trip you’ve ever taken? When I was 16 my mum and dad divorced and he moved to Spain, when I was 17 I had to go with her to visit him she was also taking my younger brother and sister, I didn’t want to go and at the point in my life I hated my Father so having to spend two weeks with the man was awful.

What’s a skill you would love to possess? I’d love to be a metamorphmagus like Tonks being able alter my appearance at will would be cool

How do you feel about 2018 so far? I can’t complain its been ok 

What’s on your walls? Where still decorating tbh, we have pictures of the kids up, but nothing artsy yet, I would love some landscape prints of our favourite animes, video games, books and films though

What art or fic are you most proud of? Maybe when I have spare time I’ll write one of my fics I have burning a whole in brain but we’ll have to see as the stuff I have written I think is absolute tosh XD 

Any plans for the upcoming season? survive the upcoming summer hols...send reinforcement guys

Tagging @laraslandlockedblues​, @agentkatie​, @thejeeperswife​, @scahill42​, @vorchagirl​, @thetemplarandtherogue​, @thealexmachina​, @elfleed​, @xiz0r​, @a-shakespearean-in-paris​ @keita52​

Your Questions:

Favourite Video game so far?

Favourite song that speaks to you?

What are you most proud of so far?

What are looking forward to in 2019?

Favourite toy as a Kid?

Do you Collect anything?

What’s a superpower/magical skill you would love to have?

Favourite Book?

What’s can you not leave the house without?

What art or fic are you most proud of?

Favourite Film/TvShow?

Good Luck :-) xx

[processandenquirysophielindsay]

What I'm going to look into with identity:

Where you're from/ lived: 20 locations, maquettes of homes, tracings of homes, outline order I lived in locations to create line piece, renew my colour responses to homes

In the HND I done my grades unit on all the locations I have lived in, at the time it was 19 locations but now it is 20. I feel that updating this and pushing this idea further would be interesting.

Schools went to: similar ways of working and incorporating into homes lived in.

Family: what do they mean to me? Family tree with colour responses, film - sculpture, set on fire + film decay - alive leafs and dead leafs.

Physical identity + personality: insecurities + justifications on wear choice, vulnerability - ashamed habits, do not want to work, don't want to listen, don't want to talk.

[criticalthough]

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Conclusion During this course, i did achieve many skills in thinking and design, each project was challenging for me and i tried to my best, the most strong achievement of this year for me is that i need to trust my skills and knowledge and use my time and abilities without thinking about not being able to do it because as the result reviewing the process can make the new and final solution. The skills individually and the school side, would help me in my career in graphic design area, i can see the result already by finishing the last projects. My plan for the future is to apply for graphic design positions, participate in workshops, take short term courses in motion design, and always look forward to developing my skills and use my creativity without fear. Overall finishing this degree was a big hint for me, i came here not by my choice but i finished school by my choice, I’m very delighted to finish BA of Graphic Design.Ps: The pandemic time because of the Coronavirus situation actually was helpful in my life, i had more time to focus on my study which did teach me that i always need proper time to finish a project properly. Introduction-what I achieved. 

After having the 9-month gap between HND and BA, going back to school and on the track took time, for the couple of weeks i was trying to find out how i was doing everything before, work, study, and life. 

For that time out of school, i didn’t do many artworks in the professional area, i was just trying to do some personal projects to keep my skills alive. 

After starting the semester i found out i have to be fast, in thinking and creating, this was the thing that i was missing for that gap. 

To start i had big expectations and goals for this final year, wanted to improve myself as much as i can in the graphic design area. I had no idea how it’s gonna pass. I made a plan to be on the schedule, i was present in all of the classes online and physically, and i did participate most of the workshops as much as i could. 

During the first semester i had a busy schedule, going to work internship and shool was possible but in the end, it was not working well. During the first semester mostly i did researches and actually i did enjoy, i put a lo of afford to the thesis which i really liked it personally and I’m proud that i made that research done. 

During the second semester, i was back on the track i was able to manage my time better, my mind was more focused on design and creativity, and in the end the result of that semester was much better than the first semester of BA course. 

During these three years i developed my skills a lot, this last year had more effect on it as we have just 2 subjects for each semester and i was able to focus more on them. I did develop my creative thinking, creation, design, idea, and necessary skills to make a proper design. 

By now I’m more confident because of the projects that i did and the results that i made. I’m more serious to find a job in the graphic design area and trying for it strongly. 

By finding an internship i found out that I’m ready to go to the real-world of graphic design and i can work in real projects and clients. 

I found out what is my real interest and specialism in graphic design and how i can use my current skills to solve the design problem without being worry about higher skills. 

LPC 

The award side was very interesting and i was happy that we are working on the serious briefs and i can challenge my self and participate in the competition, but as my mind was dry after the nine-month gap, i was a bit confused, middle of the semester i was not happy with the briefs that i choose, and it was late, and i really did need help to understand what i have to do to finish the project in the right way, and the style of the tutor that i had was not helping me. 

So i decided to try to work and be creative as much as i can and not give up. The chosen brief that i had was Martini, and i had to make a campaign to make people interested in Martini not easy but it was my choice. In the end, i came up with a calendar idea, that works like an event calendar and people can have free drinks by vouchers, then i had a problem developing this idea, in the end, i decided to make an application for Martini’s event. In the end, i did my best was i was avoiding the app design for that semester then i found out if i have been focused on it the result would be much better and functional.  What i achieved was to not avoid using my skills at least try what i can then avoid it if it’s necessary.

DWR

Writing the thesis was very interesting, i really enjoyed doing this assignment. The free hand to choose the subject was a good opportunity to work on the subject that i was always interested in it. I went for “The relation between imagination, creativity, and reality” subject. Besides the fun and enjoyment of the research, paraphrasing and writing the thesis in the right format was full of challenges. I had to follow the right structure which was not easy i had many struggles for that part, my tutor helped me a lot to be on the track. The writhing took a lot of time, i didn’t think well about the design of the thesis so that was for the last days and i found out i had to do it from the beginning of the research. In the end, my subject was abstract and didn’t end up with good grade but it was my interest and i have an abstract style and i really liked what i did create. What i  did learn from this assignment was if i have to cover some parts and i think I’m more strong in one part I have to follow them both at the same time to find out the right combination. 

FGP 

Regarding to the experience during the first semester, i decided to focus more and do my work well done, not to go for abstract ideas and go for functional design. So i went for a serious problem which was also my personal interest, Plastic recycling. Direct subject to not get lost and find out the functional solution. From the beginning, i knew i wan to make a digital platform for this project and this time i decided to not avoid my application design abilities and try to grow it and use it, so i went for the skills that i already have an didn’t go for something which is not real. During this project, i was all the time on the schedule and i did a lot of experiments and tests, my tutor was very helpful in his feedback on my progress, i did a lot of researches meanwhile i did experiment in design. In this project, i did challenge my skills such as branding and application design, and in the end, I’m very happy with the result, i was able to create a functional application and do branding meanwhile and work on my motion graphic interest as well. What i achieved from this assignment, is that i have to work on schedule, test, and use my skills and experiments as much as i can to develop my design in the best way. 

Prof-Comm 

Updating the self-branding was I had in my mind for a long time but I’m happy that we had this subject to work on it and make it happen. This assignment made me go through all my interests and find out what is really my specialism area in graphic design, in which area I’m more strong and in which ones i have still to develop my skills in. during this assignment, i had many struggles about my visual identity, somehow close to the end of the semester i was not sure about the final solution, but then i decided to not panic and use what i have already to create a fresh design and did work and in the end, i had a suitable design which I’m really happy about it. Updating the Cv and my social network accounts were interesting, i did create new cv which suits me more and i have a new visual identity for all my platforms. Having a new portfolio platform to show my works in specific areas was a good achievement as well

.  Conclusion 

During this course, i did achieve many skills in thinking and design, each project was challenging for me and i tried to my best, the most strong achievement of this year for me is that i need to trust my skills and knowledge and use my time and abilities without thinking about not being able to do it because as the result reviewing the process can make the new and final solution. The skills individually and the school side, would help me in my career in graphic design area, i can see the result already by finishing the last projects. My plan for the future is to apply for graphic design positions, participate in workshops, take short term courses in motion design, and always look forward to developing my skills and use my creativity without fear.

 Overall finishing this degree was a big hint for me, I’m very delighted to finish BA of Graphic Design.

Ps: The pandemic time because of the Corona virus situation actually was helpful in my life, i had more time to focus on my study which did teach me that i always need proper time to finish a project properly. 

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Who Am I? - Research

Firstly, let me just say that that is quite a personal question.  Are you sure that “who I am” is really any of your business? It makes me slightly uncomfortable that you’ve asked.  It’s just that I’m not very sure of who I am 100% of the time. By that I mean, I feel different about me as a person, depending on what kind of mood I’m in. But OK, that’s about how I feel, not who I am, right? So who I am shouldn’t really change, right? Well, no, it’s not as simple as that. I am who I am as a result of my experiences, whether these experiences were by my choice or by accident or as a result of others’ actions, deliberate or otherwise; also I am who I am as a result of my feelings and reactions to all those experiences.  So “who I am” I believe is an evolving story, a journey if you like; but not just for me, for everyone. The question is perhaps deeper than it first appears.  So, “Who am I” then?  – I’ll tell you tomorrow.

Meantime, there is research to be done and a brief to complete. So here goes.

At my yoga class (I go mainly for the physiotherapeutic effect), part of the “meditative” section invites students to investigate “Who am I?” by constantly repeating the question “Who am I?” to oneself. This hasn’t, so far, brought me any further enlightenment on that issue. But at least it keeps my recurrent sciatica at bay. (The yoga, not the constantly asking myself “Who am I?”).   I discovered early in my research that there is a website is dedicated to the “Who am I?” question, it’s called “htpps://www.who-am-i-question.com”, and it contains lots of input from spiritual leaders, ancient philosophers and inspirational people. The website first page quotes “there is no destination, only the journey”.  (I agree with the “journey” part, (I mention this in my first paragraph of this blog), but I think there are numerous mini-destinations in our lives, e.g. when you reach the end of a study course and graduate, or pass a driving test, etc.  The final destination is of course at the end of your life, when you die. No-one gets out of this life alive. And if you haven’t passed your driving test before then, well, best just forget about it.

So, if everybody is on their own individual journey, and if it can be accepted that the journey is more important than the destination, then surely it is the direction and quality of the journey that are paramount.   But this is all too philosophical, I should get back onto photography.

I discovered a really interesting web article entitled “Autobiographical Self –Portraiture” on the David Gardner Photography website where the related Exercise asks the student to reflect on the pieces of work discussed in the project and to do some further independent research.  The artists featured in the work book  are Francesca Woodman, Elina Brotherus and Gillian Wearing.  The questions the Exercise suggests could be explored include : –

How do these images make me feel?

Do you think there is an element of narcissism or self-indulgence in     focussing on your own identity in this way?

Can such images ‘work’ for an outsider without accompanying text?

I found it interesting that Francesca Woodman was included in particular, as she was one of the artists exhibited (selected works) at the National Portrait Gallery in Edinburgh and recently visited by HND Photography students from City of Glasgow College. The visit was part of the curriculum under the label “Exhibitions”.  In my submitted review/blog for the visit, I stated that I found some of the images exhibited unsettling and some were very personal and that I felt as if I was invading private space by looking at them. I was therefore surprised that David Gardner also reported very similar viewpoints in the researched article. (Thus addressing question 1 of those quoted above.)

I also believe questions 2 and 3 above have a particular poignancy when applied to Francesca Woodman. I believe she was an artist who chose photography as her preferred medium to express herself, and in this respect, and given she is quoted as saying that she used self-portraiture because was always available, then I don’t think she was being self-indulgent or narcissistic in her works.  (I actually only partly believe her justification for using self-portraiture; some of the images produced are so personal, I think, that no other option than to use herself would have been acceptable to her). Given that Francesca Woodman committed suicide at the age of 22, apparently at the second attempt, the answer to question 3 would have to be “No”, I would think. If people closest to her didn’t see that coming either through her work or her actions, then how could an outsider interpret, without any kind of context, what was going on in her mind. 

However, I don’t think that the answer to questions 2 and 3 in all cases should be “No”.  Each case and each person is different and unique.

The other two artists discussed and outlined were Elina Brotherus (EB) and Gillian Wearing (GW). EB’s presented self-portraits works included nude portraits which were less abstract and also were in colour in contrast to those by Francesca Woodman.  A lot of her work also included very personal aspects of her life, and I’m not sure if by self-expressing in this way was a cathartic experience for her.  I was impressed by how she made use of mirrors in her self portraits. 

The main part of Gillian Wearing’s works presented featured her dressed up to appear as members of her family, including her father, which probably both is and isn’t a “true” self-portrait at all. Maybe.

I was keen to include research of a male self-portrait artist/photographer and considered Robert Mapplethorpe, however selected works of his were also featured at the course-visited  National Portrait Gallery in Edinburgh, and I thought it maybe too much to include another artist I already described in #Exhibitions as well as Frances Woodman. I decided to include further reference to Andy Warhol, whose portrait by David Bailey I thought stunning, and which I included in my “Clean White” review.   Andy Warhol is listed as one of the artists in the article “10 Famous Photographers Whose Self-Portraits Are Much More Than Just a Selfie” by Jessica Stewart (My Moden Met, 8th May 2017).  The “My Modern Met” is I think a brilliant website, and the 10 artists of the title also include Man Ray, Frances Woodman, Robert Mapplethorpe and Cindy Sherman.

One of the more interesting passages about Andy Warhol’s self-portraits I read described that he ultimately “embraced” his mortality by including a skull on top of his own head – his “memento-mori”, or acknowledgement of his own future demise, a device used in images since medieval times.

However on seeing this image, and learning about the concept of “memento mori”, I could not ignore referring back to Robert Mapplethorpe’s own powerful memento mori self portrait, taken when he knew that he was dying of AIDS.