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Bones - Part 10 [Mack x David]

A/N: This wedding is so perfectly Mack and David. The location, the people, THE VOWS, the party, the softness. But mostly in the way they turn into each other during the quiet or big moments. UGH! I always love an AU wedding chapter. & this one has found it's way to the top!

Word Count: 4.4k

Warnings: There is a brief moment of mature content in here. Because it isn't super flushed out, I'm not putting the sticker on. But if ANY mentions of sex make you uncomfy, don't continue below.

In the center of the room, a big ceiling fan swirls lazily overhead trying to move the thick, Caribbean air in the bridal room. Beneath the fan sits Mack’s bridesmaids- Lucie, Sophie, and Livy- along with her auntie Emma, her mom, Lexi, and Savannah, her cousin’s fiancé. The group of girls gabs excitedly as the finishing touches of powder are dotted on Mack’s forehead and under eyes.

“Okay, just sit there. Let’s see how that holds up.” The make up artist murmurs.

Mack is the last one to be ready because her hair took so long to curl. Plus her make up has tried to melt off her face with each layer. Things she forgot to consider when choosing their wedding venue. Overall, nothing about getting ready is going well, including the underwhelmed feeling she had when her dress came out of the garment bag. It’s fine. Just fine. Not anything like what the perfect man down the hall deserves.

Mack looks down at her folded hands and the diamonds of her engagement ring. Soon a simple platinum band will rest next to it with her and David’s initials. Is that enough too? Overwhelmed tears begin to blur her fingers together. Ugh, great. If she cries it’s going to be another set back. She swallows hard, willing the tears to cease. A glance over her shoulder reveals the group of girls sipping mimosas and laughing. Her eyes connect with her older sister. Lucie’s smile slowly fades and she cocks her head to the side as if to ask “are you good?”

Mack slaps a smile on her face, nodding. 

“Am I done?” The bride asks the make up artist. After a through examination of her face, she nods.

“Do you want me to touch anything up?” She holds a mirror up. Despite the struggles, Mack’s make up is flawless. Natural with mauve pinks and a burgundy eye crease.

“No. I love it. Thank you.”

Mack stands, then goes to her mom to ask for help with her dress. The room quiets down and everyone watches as Mack gets into her gown. The photographer clicks as Lexi zips her daughter’s dress to the top. Lexi adjusts the straps to lay flat on Mack’s shoulders then looks at her in the massive, full length mirror in front of them.

“You are so beautiful.”

“Davey is so lucky!” Lucie murmurs, getting up and squeezing her little sister. Sophie bounces up too and soon everyone is hugging Mack, making the room feel smaller than it did before. 

“Okay.” Mack mutters uncomfortably. 

“We love you, Mackie!” Liv squeals. “Do you want some champagne?”

“Sure.” Mack agrees. Maybe some alcohol will make her feel better, or take the edge off. 

Instead, the second the alcohol hits her stomach, Mack feels like she is going to barf. Suddenly, the room is too loud- ears feeling like they’re being pierced internally at the laughter and joy. Her body starts to feel incredibly heavy, throat tightening until she can barely swallow.

“Um, can everyone just get out?” Mack blurts over the noise. Once the words are out, she realizes she yelled. All the women in the room stare at her. “Sorry… I need a minute.” She whispers, turning her back on the group.

“Yep.” Lucie immediately answers. “Everyone scoot.” 

All the girls in the room follow the Hischier girls’ commands. Lucie is the last one out. Mack looks over her shoulder at her.

“Can you get him?” Mack asks her older sister pleadingly.

“Yes.” Lucie agrees. 

When the door shuts, Mack tries to breathe but it’s like she can only pull in a third of the oxygen she needs to get through this panic attack. Her nerves have nothing to do with David. She wishes they had eloped to some mountain top or were here by themselves. She feels on display for everyone else's enjoyment and she is not having fun. This is supposed to be fun!? Instead her skin prickles from anxiety, sweat is building already in her hairline and it’s so damn humid her thighs are slick where they rub together. What was she thinking with this silk dress choice?

Mack wants to sit down, but if she does, her dress will be wrinkled the rest of the day. She wants elegant pictures of her and her dad walking down the aisle. A big crease under her hips on either side is not the aesthetic. Instead, she walks over to the various drink choices, carefully pouring herself a glass of ice water. She swallows down a few sips, then blots her lips to preserve her lip stain. 

“Mack?” She hears David call from the door. 

“Come in!”

“Am I looking or no?”

“I don’t care.” She blurts. 

The door cracks open and her big, gorgeous man steps through. The door clicks shut behind him and he stares at her from across the room without a word. His green eyes roam over her. Mack can feel them everywhere, but he doesn't say anything. She looks down at herself then back at him.

“Are you disappointed?”

“Am I… What??” He asks incredulously. His mouth drops slightly open and his eyes rapidly search hers. “Oof, you’re nervous, honey, huh?”

“Yeah. I kinda wanna throw up all over this dress because I hate it now and I loved it before but it’s so hot. I’m so hot, David. I can’t think straight. I’m so out of my element with everyone waiting hand and foot on me. You’re not here with me and I don’t like it.” David chuckles as he walks over to her. HIs hands collect her hips, rubbing circles into the soft fabric.

“First of all, the dress is a ten and you’re a fucking 20. Holy shit. You look… stunning. Like what the hell are you doing marrying me?” A relieved exhale rushes from her lips.

“Stop.” Mack’s shoulders drop about three inches, back to their normal resting position. He instantly knows how to put her at ease. She laughs, holding his chest as he steps forward to nuzzle her face with his. 

“I’m serious. Holy smokes. We better get the officiant in here right now before you change your mind.”

“I’m not changing my mind. I just really need a hug from you.”

“Then come here.” He opens his arms for her. Mack drops into his body, soaking up his sweet, happy energy that she has come to crave. Where she is a thunderstorm, he’s the sunshine after the rain. She puts her hand on his chest over his heart, then rests her cheek there to be careful of his white shirt. “Don’t worry about it.” He tells her, peeling her hand away so she can lean fully against him. “I’ve got another one if we need it. My wife is always prepared.”

“I was worried they were going to lose our luggage.” She insists.

“Honey, you have been too worried. I think that’s the problem here. All that’s happening is we are saying some words to each other, putting rings on and smooching.”

“With an audience.”

“With thirty people who love us. And are so thrilled to be here to celebrate.”

“Yeah.” She sighs. “You’re right.” She takes in a big inhale, but she is still rigid in his arms. David holds her, gently trailing his fingers over her back. He presses sweet smooches into her curled, brown hair.

“I wanna show you something.” David murmurs, rubbing her back once more before dropping his hands from her. Mack steps back, watching as his fingers go to the buttons on his dress shirt.

“A pre-vow strip tease?” She quirks, wanting to make him laugh too.

“You wish, eh?” He winks, working his way down to the last few buttons. He undoes the buttons on his cuff too. His shirt slips away and Mack sees what he has been hiding for the last week.

“Wha… wow.” She quietly exclaims. Her fingers come up and she runs them around the district, black skeletal hands. Their two hands linked together, thumbs closing together in a heart, with the words “In this life and the next” woven around a banner combining their wrists. Underneath the words is their wedding date in roman numerals. A dark wedding ring sit slumped on the bones at an angle, meant to be hers. “Good thing I didn’t run, huh?” She jokes, then drops her face as she starts to cry. Her head hits his bare chest and he wraps his arms around her again. Mack glides her hand around his bicep, covering the raised ink of his fresh tattoo.

“Been saving that spot for the love of my life.” Mack kisses his chest, following a trail up to the hallow of his throat. “I love you, Mackenzie Hischier. And today is the best day of my life.” 

“Mine too.” She grins then kisses him like he deserves after all the ways he made her feel loved since walking through that door.

Her butterflies are gone. The uneasiness has disappeared from her stomach. Mack is once again grounded in importance and her safe space. Gone is all the worries about little things they won’t remember in 50 years when they’re still married.

All that is left is him. 

“I’m feeling better.” She says. “Thank you.” Mack reaches around to grab the sleeve of his dress shirt. She helps him slide back into it then re-buttons him up except for the top two buttons. “I wanna see some of you when I walk down the aisle.” 

“You’ll be seeing a lot of me right after I get to kiss ya.” He chuckles. “Be ready to go.”

“I’m ready.” She murmurs, grabbing his hand and putting it under her dress. She’s bare. His nostrils flare. 

“Baby… I wish you wouldn’t have…” He sighs. “Actually I don’t. That’s so fucking hot knowing I’m gonna marry you this way. Don’t change a damn thing, okay?”

“Promise.” She murmurs. “Kiss me again. Then go back to whatever boys do before they get married.”

“Lio wants to do shots.”

“I will kill him.” Mack rears back. “Tell him I said that.”

“I’m kidding.” David laughs, then kisses her like she requested. “Mmm, I love you.”

“I love you.” She repeats. After another grab of her bare ass, he leaves the room, confident and secure with each heavy step he takes. Before he shuts the door, he winks at her.

Mack breathes out the breath she feels like she has been holding all day. She smoothes her skirt down. Her eyes go to the stunning turquoise water for a moment, then she goes to invite everyone back into the room. 

It isn’t long before the ceremony music floats down to the bridal suite. All the girls leave again and Nico Hischier is invited in to see his beautiful daughter.

“Sweets, you are exquisite.” He murmurs, reaching a hand out for her. He squeezes her fingers together, then pulls her in for a hug. 

“Probably never saw this day coming, huh?” Mack laughs as they step out of the suite together. Her arm threads easily through his right one. Her other arm carries her bouquet of light pink roses.

“Before David, yeah I thought that.” Nico admits.

“I think you knew he was the one before me.” Mack murmurs, adjusting the collar of his shirt as they pause before the walkway leading to the overlook where her and David will exchange their vows. 

“No. You knew before me, You were just pretending you didn’t. But he was it.” Mack bites her bottom lip, then looks up at him with identical, teary brown eyes. It’s hard to imagine them standing here for this moment without Nico’s advice in Switzerland when Mack ran home.

“He’s the best, isn’t he?” They both laugh as Nico simply nods in agreement.

Yeah, David Carlson is better than anything Nico could have dreamed for his daughter.

Soft cords of Can’t Help Falling In Love begin to play. Nico looks over at Mack who nods that she is ready. So, so ready. Mack and Nico step through the door. Everyone turns to them, but Mack doesn’t even notice. She can’t take her eyes off the man who waits at the end of the aisle. He grins at her- a mega watt smile that could power the island for the night. Tears instantly sting Mack’s eyes. She laughs incredulously, like how is this perfect moment hers? What did she do to deserve this? And can she go back and do it again?

Then, she steps forward with her dad for their most important walk. Two strides in, Mack makes the mistake of looking at her dad who has tears rolling down his cheeks.

“Wow, dad, you could have tried a little harder to keep it together.”

“I should be better at this.” He acknowledges which makes Mack laugh. The motion blinks her tears down her cheeks and she sniffs.

The walk is fast. Guests will joke for years to come that Mack pulled Nico the whole way down. But who could blame her when David looks like that waiting for her. In front of her, Mack swoons at the misty glow of David’s green eyes. He isn’t crying, but his emotional smile has her heart glowing in her chest. He reaches his hand out for Nico to shake. They do so then hug tightly. Nico looks back over at his daughter. She tilts her head and tries to keep it together as she hugs him. Then he puts her hand into David’s.

“I’m not giving her away. She’s doing that herself.” Nico states to both of them. “Exactly like I would expect Mackie to.” David and Mack laugh. Yeah, that absolutely tracks for the independent, free woman she is.

“Her choice.” David nods. Nico steps away after stating he loves them both. 

As he leads her up to the flowered arch, David checks in. 

“You okay, honey?” Mack nods as she turns to face him.

He collects both of her hands in his own, holding them securely in place even though they shake a bit in his grasp. Behind David, Connor, Cody and Trevor stand tall, hands clasped together in front of them. Connor winks at her; Mack scrunches her nose at him then looks away before he makes her laugh. In the front row, her parents sit next to Felix and his wife, Lorena. Felix hasn’t left the U.S. in all the years David has known him. It’s huge that they are here. Today, they sit in a row with two empty seats, honoring the two people David would do anything to have here with them. 

The ceremony begins with an acknowledgement to that. A brief moment of pause for reflection and recognition of the great losses of David’s life. He remains stoic and reserved during the moment. When it’s over, he squeezes her hands and smiles. He wanted to do that, but he was unsure about it too. He didn’t want to start their marriage feeling sad at what he lost when he is gaining an entire family.

Mack and David didn’t want much fan fair in their ceremony, but they knew for sure they wanted to write vows for each other. Mack goes first. She takes in a deep breath, then looks up at him with a smirk.

“For the record, you should know I still hate you.” Everyone laughs. David nods his head, grin stretching his cheeks so wide it looks like it hurts.

“Fair.”

Mack chuckles, then continues.

“I hate how easy you make it to love you. I hate how perfect you are. I hate how much my family is obsessed with you. I hate how you brought me to Iowa and somehow made me love living on a farm? I hate how you know exactly what I am feeling when I wanna hide it all from you. But if you didn’t know, we probably wouldn’t be here.” Mack pauses there. She swallows then takes in another breath.

”You are everything I’ve ever needed. Everything I never wanted to have. But mostly because I never thought I would find something like this. I’ve been called complicated or difficult or aloof my entire life, but you’ve never made me feel that way. You've taken me exactly as I am, flaws and all, and have loved me hard, especially on the days when I didn’t want you to, then extra hard on the days I didn’t deserve it.”

David frowns at that, not liking the putdown on herself, exactly like she thought.

“Because in your eyes, I’m perfect. Nothing to fix, nothing to change. Only different parts that make me more loveable. I see myself that way now. Your love has healed parts of me I thought would never be whole.”

Now he smiles again. 

“I’ve been all over the world to tell stories. I’ve seen love in just about any place on this planet that it can exist. Sometimes it’s self-less, sometimes its hard decisions, sometimes it’s too painful to put into words, but it is always present. It used to make me ache to write these love stories out. But now I see us in every one of them. In the way love sacrifices. In the way it never fully goes away, no matter the distance. And especially in the way it forgives, vowing to be better every day.”

“So that’s my vow to you. To be self-less. To sacrifice for us. To love you in the moments you really need it, but also on the mundane Tuesday mornings. And to never stop leaning into us. So we grow and get better every day.”

“I can’t wait to ride this life out to the finish line with you. I’m so excited for this next chapter for us. I love you. Now and in the next lifetime.” She grabs his bicep where she now knows their tattoo sits, then lets her hand fall back to lace with his fingers. 

David stares at her in awe for several seconds. Then he sighs happily as the officiant hands him is vows. 

“I love you, baby.” He murmurs only to her. “Thank you for that.” 

Mack squeezes his hand then does her best to prepare for what he wants to say to her. 

“I have to say writing vows for a writer is really hard and I almost paid Livy to do it for me.” Again, everyone laughs. “Um, but the reality is that I love you so much, it’s difficult to put words together to describe it, honey. I kept telling myself when I was struggling with this that one day, 10, 20, 30 years from now, I’ll have found the words for you, but I don’t know. Because I find something new to love about you every day. If I’ve got 30 years of that, it’ll take another 30 just for me to get it all out to ya.”

"But that’s my favorite part of all this, how much time we have together. How many more memories we get to make, me and you, that will fill a lifetime of love and joy for each other.” He starts shaking his head. “And I know, that still won’t be enough for me. Instead, I’ll have to find you in the next life, honey. And I’ll love you all over again for the rest of that one too.” Mack whimpers as he folds the paper up. Short, but extraordinary as is David's way.

“I hate how good you are at writing vows even when you think you suck.” She slaps his jacket with her vows. She gestures to him at their wedding guests who clap and laugh loudly. “What the hell…” She mutters just to him. 

“You make me better.” He says simply.

That one sentence could have been both of their vows.

During the rest of the ceremony, David is holding her hand, rubbing his thumb across her knuckles. He squeezes her fingers every so often, then kisses her rings as he slips her band on her finger. They may be getting married in front of other people, but truly Mack feels like they are the only ones here. 

When the rings are secured, David pulls Mack close.

“We’re done, yeah?” David asks the officiant, not looking away from his new wife.

“Sure.” The officiant nods. “Go ahead.”

Mack goes up on her tip toes, cupping David’s cheeks as their tongues meet first. It’s a hot, deep, knee weakening kiss that has Mack softening into his chest. David lifts her up. Mack’s knees curl as she laughs into their kiss. 

“My wife.” David murmurs.

“Yours. Mine. Forever.” She agrees, kissing him with each word. David sets her back on her heels. They turn to their guests and smile. Everyone claps and cheers, but Mack and David have their eyes set on the doors leading back into the venue. Mack discards her bouquet on an outside table. When they get inside then their focus is on the hallway, then the bridal suite.

Five minutes into their marriage, David buries himself deep into Mack’s core. He works her up into a feverish rush of desire then shoves her off the cliff into a white hot orgasm that feels different than any one she’s had before. Because this time it’s her husband who fills her up right after. Mack kisses all over his face- lips, jaw, mustache- as he puts her legs back down on the ground.

“So much better as my wife.” He wiggles his black eyebrows at her. Mack can’t stop grinning. Her cheeks already hurt from all the love and smiles she’s had today. But then David leans down and kisses her dimples, clearing all the discomfort away. “I love you.”

“I love you.” She agrees.

Then they walk hand in hand back to where everyone waits for them.

The second Mack and David are visible in the reception doorway, Connor starts yelling.

“My brother!!!!!!!” 

“Oh my god.” Mack laughs as Connor comes sliding over in his dress shoes. David releases her hand and runs towards his D partner.

“Brother!!!” David yells, picking Connor up. They both shake each other around, two big bodies moving awkwardly through the air as they try to express their excitement. 

“You two are such idiots.” Lucie teases. “Congrats, Mackie. I’m so happy for you.” Lucie rubs Mack’s shoulder as she pulls her in for a hug. 

“Thanks, Luc.” 

Her parents are next, followed by her little sister. Then she accepts hugs from the Meiers and of course, Felix and Lorena.

“Mrs. Mackenize.” Felix greets. Mack giggles at the name change. “Good choice keeping your last name. His sucks.” He jerks his hand at David.

“Bet it looks pretty good on your checks, old man.” David grins at Felix, all love for the older man.

“Yes! It goes!” Lorena slaps Felix’s chest. “Thank you both so much for having us here. This is a dream vacation, but we are honored to be here to celebrate your love.”

David and Mack paid their entire way as a thank you for everything the two of them do on the farm, especially while they are in New York for the season. This is the least they could do. Lorena had been telling Mack she couldn’t remember the last vacation they went on. Mack knew what they were going to do instantly. They’re all set up to continue their relaxation for another week, even after the NHL families head back home.

Next are Nico and Lexi who both hold their daughter together.

“We love you. And David is right, you are perfect.” Lexi assures her. “Nothing to change.” Mack blinks two tears down her cheeks. Her parents have never made her feel this way. It’s all been internal turmoil, but just like David, they’ve found ways to soothe and heal her over the years too.

“Thank you.” She whispers then lets them move on to her husband. 

Sophie rushes over, collapsing into Mack’s arms and sighing happily.

“I love you, Mackie! I’m so happy for you.” Sophie looks at her with stunning green eyes, framed by long lashes that make her look innocent and younger than her age. To Mack, she’ll always be five years old, needing help into her Kindergarten classroom. “Let’s drink! Luc!” Sophie calls their other sister over. “Livy! Sav! All the guuuuurls!”

The group of women wanders up to the bar together. They all get glasses of champagne. Then the DJ puts on an absolute banger and they all run away to the dance floor without Mack, who backs out of Sophie’s grip.

“Give me a minute.” She chuckles. 

“ONE!” Sophie yells back then bops her way to the dance floor and immediately starts to drop it low. 

Mack takes a sip of her champagne, then a hand grabs her elbow. She grins, hugging her uncle Timo. 

“My little bully is all grown up. Congratulations, Mack. I’m happy for you.”

“Thank you.” Mack hugs him harder. 

“Save me a dance?”

“Always.” She nods, then watches him walk off, handing a glass of champagne to his wife. Mack smiles to herself as they kiss. She’s lucky to have had incredible examples of marriages that last with hard work and two people who try. She hopes her and David can continue to replicate this in their own way.

Mack drifts her gaze across the event, trying to stay present in this moment. This day has been the best one of her life; she meant it when she told David that earlier. It’s the people who are here and the man that she just married and the ocean breeze that blows her curls around her face. She didn’t know it could be this good. 

All she wants for the rest of her life is to keep this. 

All of it.

David’s hand slides around her waist. She does the same to him, resting her head against his chest. They don’t share any words as they watch the part around them.

There are none left to say.

All they can do is soak it all in.

Read more Mack and David here.

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Personal or professional?

Chap 4| chap 5| chap 6.

Larissa Weems x fem(carpenter/joiner) named reader

Words: 3k

Warnings: smut, insecurity’s, aftermath of drunkenness, signs of anxiety- no self worth.

Note: mmmkay, so shit happens! Anyway feelings aren’t exactly admitted but Violet tells Larissa something important. No wonder I guess.

The early morning air seeped in through the stone walls and coated me in a thick layer of cold, waking up at sometime around 6am, I sat up slowly trying not to disturb Larissa. I was surprised at how solidly id seem to have slept even though it wasn’t for very long, i didn’t have nightmares and didn’t wake to any random pain my body decided It thought i should have either, the most surprising of all though was that i didn’t feel hung over. shuffling back i rested against the headboard and yawned so hard i might have dislocated my jaw and my eyes watered from how tired i am.

Just sitting staring out to space for a while trying to wake up, Larissa started tossing and turning frequently and it ripped me out of my trans like state, tilting my head to the side I watched as her breath would intake and exhale, pushing and pulling the hair that had fallen over her eyes, she lay facing me and I can’t help but shift down a little to prop my head in my hand and rest on my elbow. With a nimble yet ruined hand I tucked her hair away from her face and stared at her lovingly and for a while I stayed like that, all I want is for her to be comfortable and have a longer peaceful sleep.

After contemplating, I rose from the bed and retrieved my clothes from the arm chair while also finally taking in her decor, it was beautiful all the thick materials and trinkets, the large paintings and photographs that lined the walls, her aesthetic was a mix of deep rich colours with a lighter twist in some of the furnishing, all of it was utterly her, completely Larissa. Pacing quietly to the ensuite bathroom I looked at myself in the huge mirror and wiped the smudged mascara from under my eyes, in the reflection I saw she had a large claw foot bath and a walk in shower that was lined with different soaps, body washes and most of all hair products like, treatments with her toning shampoo and conditioner to keep her silver spun hair to perfection, it was so cute.

I was conflicted weather or not I should just keep on the pyjamas she lent me and wear them until I die or actually get changed, ultimately the latter was the chosen option. Exiting the bathroom I left the lended clothes in the designated Laundry hamper and made my way to the door leading back out into her office to retrieve my jumper and stoke the almost dead fire. My nerves were skyrocketing at the thought of the impending conversation that’s going to happen when she wakes up, I’m not going to cower and tip toe out of her home like a one night stand, not that we actually even went as far to have sex, but that’s besides the point. Suck it up Violet, deal with your own actions.

An hour and a half later Larissa woke alone in her crimson sheets, the sun fully risen and her dark curtains flowing the slightest bit from wintery breeze. Completely dazed at the sight she sat up and slid her feet into the flats she had beside her bed and stood grasping the satin tan coloured robe off the same arm chair as my clothes had rested on. Before making her way to the curtains, out the corner of her eye Larissa’s reflection from the wall mirror was what caught her attention, she internally berated herself with almost walking out looking the way she did, her little bedside clock read 7:46am and again she scolded herself for sleeping in. Quickly she shifted to something more presentable only her face and hair changed, her lips painted a blood red and eyes meticulously covered in natural looking eye shadow and mascara, her hair pulled into a neat low bun.

Drawing back the curtain, there sat on the balcony was me watching over the rail with my feet tucked under myself and a monotone expression washed over my face, Larissa didn’t hesitate to open the door and step outside. I knew she was there, of course, I could hear her, I sat in silence not really knowing what to say. It was a good minute of silence once she sat down opposite the small metal table. “How did you sleep?” Is what I came up with to break the quietness, even though I tried rehearsing what to say for the past hour and a half. “Well, and you?” She said almost if she had barbed wire wrapped around her neck preventing her from sounding sure. Ok so it’s like that. “Fine…” I began. “do you… uh- remember-.” I continued. “Yes.” She said hardly letting me finish. “Right…” I trailed. Another beat of silence. “Do you regret it?” She asked quietly. I paused really thinking about how to answer, I’m sure she did, regret it I mean- I don’t know… I’m kinda lost. “If you do then I suppose, but if not…” I started. “If not?” She asked actually looking at me, we had both avoided eye contact until this moment. “If not then I guess no, I wouldn’t regret it.”

Larissa relaxed into the chair and I was as stiff as a board, did she just basically say she wanted it to happen or am I reading into it too much? I looked back down the railing wondering why there were no students, it’s a Saturday, surely kids would be out and about. “I’m afraid I slept in to late to bid them all farewell, they all went home for the Christmas holidays.” She said as if she could read my mind. “And the staff?” I wondered. “Yes, them to, it’s just me.” Does she not have a family to go home to? Why would she still be here? I nodded at her statement as the cold wind started to pick up causing me to shiver, how she’s not dying of hypothermia because of her lack of layers I don’t know.

“I have to go soon, I need to go to one of the houses I’m renovating and polish a bench top.” I said tucking my hands into the pocket of my jumper. “Oh.” She said. Why does she look disappointed? I sat staring at her releasing that she is now in fact alone and will be for a while. It was always hard for Larissa at this time of year, no matter how much work she’d get done she still had to prepare and consolidate with others for the next year. I feel like saying could you possibly imagin spending all this time alone especially around Christmas, but I won’t because then I’d be a hypocrite.

“Would you like to come with me?” I asked not even registering what I asked until it was too late. “Oh I would want to be a bother.” She said. “You wouldn’t, no one’s going to be there, if your not to busy.” I said as if I was completely confident. “Sure, I suppose I can miss working for a day.” She said. Recounting back to the previous micro conversation I spoke again. “What time did they all leave? Surely we would have heard them.” Larissa quirked a brow. “I thought for someone who knows all about a house and buildings infer structure that you would know it’s not easy to hear through two and a half feet of stone.” She spoke with a hint of sass and a whole lot of tease.

I was taken a back at her new found tone. “Well then headmistress, do tell me what else you know about my job you seem oh so knowledgeable about it.” I quipped, sharing her mirthful voice. “Oh no I mustn’t continue, I might put you out of a job.” She smiled with her eye’s playfully glaring. “Oh shut up, don’t start something you can’t finish.” I said laughing, finally letting myself gradually come down from the nervous high. “You never know, I might know more than you think…” she said with a chesty giggle. “Fine, Larissa can you tell me what a Kimberly large is?” I spoke coming to a stand and towering over her sitting position. Nothing, I could see that all she could come up with was blank, nada, not a clue. “What in gods earth is that?” She asked after accepting defeat. I stepped away and walked back to the door, turning looking at her over my shoulder I said. “It’s a cutlery tray.” With the most innocent expression known to man. Well woman.

Larissa stood from the table with a smile plastered to her lips and headed back into the room as well. “Sorry for leaving the door open by the way, I overthought it because if I close it you wouldn’t know I was out there and if I open the curtains then you would wake up, but then I really didn’t think about how cold it is and I needed some air- so… sorry.” I said in a rushed voice. “Don’t worry about it vi.” She said in a sweet tone. “Ok well if I’m to come with you I’ll need to get changed.” She explained knowingly. “Right.” I turned on my heels and left the room to put on my boots and wait for her.

Stepping out into the room Larissa was in the most beautiful dress I’ve seen on her yet, even prettier than the one she wore to my house that time for dinner, it was just past the knee and was an adorable shade of pink that complimented her complexion, she had a matching coat that had fake white fur around the perimeter of the sleeve cuffs. I don’t even think of a snide remark about the fact we’re only going to someone’s house for me to work, I’m more worried about her getting it dirty and ruining the expensive fabric, but who cares I will always encourage her to look incredible, suitable for the conditions or not, if she’s happy I’m happy, I don’t think it’s physically possible for Larissa to not look good anyway.

“What? To much?” She asked wearily. “Absolutely not it’s stunning, just don’t get dirty now will you headmistress.” I said cheekily. Larissa rolled her eyes and adorned her gloves. Opening the door she looks back at her new desk again and smiles, we set off down stairs and made our way to the truck and drove down the nevermore driveway. “Are you hungry?” She asked. “Not really I don’t usually eat until lunchtime, but we can get you something.” I said. “No I’m ok, I just thought maybe you wanted something.” She said looking out of the passenger window. We sat in comfortable silence until we reached town, although I felt like I was slowly suffocating from my thoughts, terrible thoughts, horrible thoughts. I had to keep averting my side eyed gaze at her porcelain thighs, Larissa’s dress rode up and her coat fell to the sides of her gorgeous legs and my god. Keep it together.

Driving down a few back roads we arrived at the house, getting out I paced straight to the mailbox to get the spare key. Larissa followed behind and waited patiently for me to open the door, the house its self wasn’t overly wowing but it was quaint and homey, perfect for a younger family or older couple. “Ok wait here and I’ll go get my stuff.” I said exiting the house. Larissa took in the interior and thought it was sweet, charming in fact, she wandered through the empty halls watching her step on the drop sheets that lay on the floor, the walls were freshly painted with a light grey and the ceilings weren’t finished yet due to electrical issues with the lights, she walked into the first room she could find to take a moment to slow her rapidly beating heart, it turns out Larissa was quite flustered from the car ride too, and the morning in general.

“Larissa?” I yelled. I could hear her heals coming down the hall. “Hey, I got you these just be careful with your earrings.” I said holding out my pink pair of earmuffs. “Oh thank you, that’s thoughtful.” She said quietly as she slipped them on, her earrings did get caught and I tried to help her. “Here, let me help.” I practically launched myself towards her, I grasped one of the sides and tucked her ear in place trying my best not to hurt her. We were standing so close and my eyes wandered from the side of her head to her cheek and around to her lips, I slowly put down my hands and place them on her hips, I could feel her breath on my cheek. Kiss her, but remember Violet. Slowly I started to lean in, but as my eyes flicked up to see hers, they were already trained on me, in an instant I tense up and take a step back clearing my throat, now looking as red as a tomato.

I gave a shy smile and took in her appearance again. “You look cute.” I mimed, knowing how hard it is to hear with them on. Larissa also displayed a little smile with a light blush, she could hear her pulse in her ears clearly now and the butterflies in her stomach were going wild. I put on my spare pair of earmuffs and started the process of polishing the bench. Larissa watched in awe as it began to shine, but she wasn’t just looking at the material itself she also watch how my hands flexed around the machine and my shoulders moved in tandem with the actions. I could feel her eyes on me and I tried my best to not turn around.

Cutting the polisher off I spun on the spot and waved her over, I grabbed her forearm and pulled her to stand in front on me and place her hands on the machine so she could have a turn. What a stupid idea. My hands were on hers and I turned it on again continuing my ministrations, however the only thing I could think of was how her ass was pressing into my stomach and thighs, for a while everything was fine but when she turned and gave me her award winning smile and nose scrunch I just melted. Before either of us got hurt I turned the polisher of and took off my earmuffs placing them on the bench, Larissa did the same carefully talking them off her head, as I turned to face her again, Larissa looked at me for a moment then grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me, like really kissed me.

I was in shock but didn’t pull away- why would I? it was rough and urgent but fuck it was delicious, she was delicious. Larissa manoeuvred me to sit on top of the counter without breaking the kiss, I hopped up and fisted the sides of her dress and the plush skin that’s hidden beneath it, I felt her tongue lick at the the seem of my lips and with out hesitation I let her enter and explore my mouth. Her hands gently scratched at my scalp before she trailed them down the front of my jumper, her delicate fingers moving tantalisingly slow over my breasts as I grope her ass. Just as she went lower towards my stomach, I pulled back breathless with my eyes closed I, couldn’t see the look on her face as I did so.

Larissa stoped her movements and placed her palms on my thighs, she too was breathing quite heavily, the whole situation was so intense more so now that I pulled back, I didn’t want to but I can’t let her feel the parts of myself that I’m so ashamed of. Her thumbs stroke at my legs in a reassuring manner and her head ducked ever so slightly to catch my attention since I peeled my eyes open. “Sorry… um, we should get going now.” I said quietly it almost echoed through the empty house- it certainly echoed through Larissa’s mind, she was taken aback and so confused, but if I needed to stop, she wouldn’t begrudge me of that.

I quickly pack up my stuff and walked back to the truck in silence, safe to say I felt like shit, I don’t want to offend her in anyway because she’s perfect, beautiful, incredible in every sense of the word and I’m just… well, me. Turning the keys in the ignition and setting off again, I glanced at her fidgeting hands in her lap, hesitantly I placed my own on top of one of hers, Larissa looked at me directly as my eyes were trained on the road, my expression displayed a huge amount of guilt. She was watching me so intensely try to wrap her head around what’s going on in mine, I turned to her and really looked into her eyes as an apology, as a ‘it’s not you it’s me’ kind of look, she engaged the silent conversation with ‘it’s ok’ while also cracking a little smile. I returned my eyes to the road and never let go of her hand.

“Oh, see that house over there? It’s my dream home!” I said excitedly, my eyes lit up and my demeanour changed drastically. “That horrid, run down, abandoned looking one? I don’t even want to ask why.” She chuckled. “Look at it though, it has sooo much potential, imagine all of the work I could do to fix it up, it could be beautiful, and its would be massive on the inside.” I said, Larissa looked at me as if I were insane, to be fair if someone said they wanted to live in a shit hole like that I’d be pretty perplexed to. “Mm I can see that now…I suppose.” She hummed watching it fade from view, after a short couple of minutes we made it back to the work shop where I put away the truck and ushered Larissa to my personal car that stayed there overnight.

Without asking I went strait home in dying need of a shower and led Larissa to take purchase in the lounge room to wait, politely I offered her a drink in which she asked for a tea, I made it and placed it on the coffee table beside her. “Thank you darling.” She whispered smiling up at me once I straightened up. “I’ll be out in a minute.” I said leaving her to go to my room. Larissa sat in comfortable silence casually sipping on the drink, before she set it back down she took ahold of the poetry book that still remained in its previous place, as she opened it there were lots of little sheer sticky notes on the pages, only scanning through the highlighted ones there was one in particular she read over and over.

‘She was beautiful, but not like those girls in magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn't beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul.

She is beautiful.’

Larissa kept going throughout the book to relise they were all pertaining to women, it gave her enough satisfaction to know that I did take an interest to woman and that she wasn’t the only one.

Out of the shower, I reapplied light make up and dressed in baggy casual clothes -because I don’t have anything else- and stepped back out into her presence, Larissa set the book back in place before I could see and stood up walking towards me. “Do you want me to take you back now? Or do you want to go somewhere or watch a movie?” I asked. “A film sounds lovely.” She said. “Would you rather out here or in my room?” I questioned. “Where ever you’d like.” She answered. I turned and motioned for her to enter my room, she took off her heels, shed herself from her coat and left it on the floor beside her shoes and sat on the edge of the bed.

I let Larissa flick through Netflix, she’d look at one, contemplate it, watch the trailer, then move to the next one, It wasn’t a bother, it gave me more time to unabashedly watch her. While her eyes were glued to the screen I inched my hand closer to hers and lightly fiddled with her fingers, observing red painted nails against slightly chipped pink ones, our hand were close in size but her fingers were skinnier than mine, ultimately shes skinnier then me in every way. So lost in deep thought my hand traveled up her arm and to her shoulder, then neck, then face. Larissa was doing everything within her to not move, she didn’t want it to end, she was so afraid that if she breathed to hard I would stop.

Snapping back to reality I didn’t pull away, I tried to embrace it, that I did. I grasped the remote in her hand and crawled slowly to straddle her lap, though I didn’t sit on her I mearly hovered, I’m far too heavy for her. Larissa kept her body still and only moved her eyes. “I dont know what I’m doing.” I said quietly, I had her face in my hands and peered deeply into her cobalt eyes. “That’s ok sweetheart, you don’t need to… but, what do you want?” She asked at the same level of voice. For a moment I thought of how to say what I want. “I… I’d like to-uh… I want to touch you.” I said sounding like an inexperienced teenager with a burning blush. “Then touch me.” She said, her pupils dilated and her voice dripping with seduction.

But of course Violet does something stupid and starts to have a minor panic attack. Larissa’s expression turned concerned, she slung her arms around my neck, pulled me flush against her and stroked at my damp hair. “It’s ok, your alright.” She cooed in my ear, my hands and thighs were trembling and burning from clenching the muscles in my legs to stop me from putting my weight on her. Slowly I pulled back. “I need to tell you something.” I said shakily, I know I have to, she needs to understand what the fuck is wrong with me. Larissa nodded and waited patiently for my breathing to slow and to take a pause to muster up the courage of what I’m about to say. You haven’t spoke about this for 15 years Violet, what makes you think she’ll care?

“I’m not sure how you’re going to feel about this but…” I took in another deep breath. “When I was 20, I met a man and we fell in love…” Larissa nodded for me to continue. “We were together for 3 years and by the time I was 23, we were engaged. We wanted to start a family before we got married…” I said, Larissa’s brows knitted together wondering where I was going with this. “So… we tried to have a baby, but after a while, it wasn’t working. I went to the doctor and I was told that-.” I cut myself off to restrain any and all tears. “I was told I couldn’t have children, that I’m infertile.” I said. Larissa thinking I was finished told me that’s ok and that she’s very sorry for how unfortunate that is. “It doesn’t change my view on you though Violet.” She said brushing the hair out of my face.

“But… he thought he wasn’t trying hard enough.” I continued, Larissa’s face and stomach dropped at the statement. “So, he tried harder, more frequently, longer.” I said flinching at my own words. “And when he got tired of it… he threw me away. He told me I was useless and selfish for not being able to give him kids, and then two weeks later he told me that he got another woman pregnant.” I said filling with a little bit of relief as I finally let it out. Larissa was utterly dumbfounded, she sat in shock hardly knowing how to comprehend what I just said. “That’s why I moved to Jericho 15 years ago.” I added. “And… since then, I haven’t- been with anyone else.”

Oh. She thought, this makes so much sense now, Larissa understands how this is an issue for me and considers how I must be feeling. “I’m so unbelievably sorry that happened to you darling. I’m so proud that you told me. But I still remain unfazed, I will not hold you to a different light because of your past, I do not begrudge you of something that has been done to you and happened to you… I promise, it actually makes me more akin to you sweetheart.” She said softly.

I took the opportunity to smash my lips against hers, so full of passion, so full of love, on my behalf anyway. Our teeth and tongues clashing together being completely in sync, the both of us let out breathy moans from the pleasure, Larissa grasped the sides of my thighs and pushed me down to completely sit on her, uncomfortably I did so and without her disrupting asking me to get off I stayed there. In a bound of confidence I pulled her flush against me to access the zip of her dress, she let me drag it down the expanse of her back and pull it down her shoulders, pulling away from the kiss I observed her bra clad breasts and my mouth practically watered from the sight alone.

She reached behind her to unclasp her white lace bra watching me the whole time, the slid the straps down her shoulders and removed it completely and tossed it to the other side of the bed. My eyes flicked down and her breasts were on full view, I brought my hand up to her chest and palmed them slowly, Larissa’s head lulled to the side and let her eyes flutter close. Her skin was so soft and so smooth compared to the skin of my hands, but she didn’t seem to care. I leaned in closer to kiss her shoulder then eventually up her neck and jaw. Larissa tugged at the hem of my shirt wanting me to take it off. I pulled back yet again and lifted it half way before I paused to meet her gaze. She nodded and I continued to strip it off.

My own red bra was displayed in front of her, Larissa’s breath hitched as she took in the sight, my blush returned and all I could do was cover my stomach. I wasn’t too phased at my own breasts and the stretch marks on them at this moment, from the way she was staring I couldn’t tell if she was repulsed or just looking, she removed my arms from in front of me and her sight lowered to my stomach, obviously if we are to continue she’d have to see but all I wanna do is put my shirt back on.

Larissa traced her fingertips along my sides and hummed in what seemed to be delight. “So pretty.” She muttered. “I’m sorry.” I said at the same time, she looked at me through heavy lidded eyes. “What for?” She asked. “Well I’m not as beautiful as you, I’m sorry that if you want to stop because of it.” I said. “Fuck no Violet. Look at you, you’re curvy and delicious, you’re so sexy my darling... Do you want your know my favourite part?” She whispered leaning into my ear. “Yes.” I answered. “These, and this.” Larissa’s fingers danced over the stretch marks of my breasts and stomach. Internally my insides were fluttering and heat pulled at the apex of my core.

“Can I take this off?” She asked referring to my bra. I let her remove it, as a little gasp left her lips I once again took the opportunity to kiss her again. I couldn’t stop myself from bucking my hips into hers looking for friction to grind down on. Larissa clamped her hand on my hips and roughly guided me back and forth across her thighs whilst simultaneously diving into my chest with her mouth, she latched her lips around my left bud and sucked hard causing me to arch into her more and throw my head back in pleasure. She didn’t forget to give the other attention either.

I got off her lap and asked her to lay down, as she did so I ripped off her dress that was still wrapped around her waist and unceremoniously tossed it aside. Larissa’s stomach was pale and soft much like her breasts all I want to do is mark and bite it, I sat between her parted legs and hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and rushed to get them off her long legs, I couldn’t slow down even if I wanted to, she’s like a drug or aphrodisiac that runs freely within my veins. Her pussy now on full display and her body at my mercy, I looked down at her, my own lust exuding and at that moment we both knew this wasn’t going to be sweet or timid, it wasn’t going to be gentle. It was going to be rough and urgent. It was going to be sinful and nether of us could stop it. I’ve depraved myself for far too long long and I can’t push her away.

Making myself comfortable on my knees and bending to level with her heat, I gave her one last look before latching onto her clit. The moan she let out was almost pornographic and only made my own pussy contract around nothing and leave me with ruined underwear. Larissa fisted the sheets beside her with one hand and with the other she gripped my hair pushing my face into her impossibly harder, she ground down on my face searching for more. I gazed through my lashes to view her blissed out face and kiss swollen lips, like I said, it’s not possible for her to ever be unattractive.

She made eye contact with me and slightly controlled her face more to clearly see through her hazy eyes. I brought my hand up to her entrance and carried on with my assault on her clit, sitting up a little I made sure she could see what I’m doing, I held up a finger, then another, then another, clearly signalling three. With those three fingers I wiped up her folds before entering every single one at the same time, she hissed and her eyes rolled towards the back of her head, the sight of her was just as pleasurable as what I’m giving her. “Fuck… oh fuck yes.” She moaned.

After her third orgasm she pushed me away from her overstretched and over simulated core, crawling back up her body I left red and purple marks on her otherwise untouched stomach and sternum. Larissa yanked me up to her face and kissed me again using her tongue to taste herself. “Your turn.” She growled flipping me over onto my back, Larissa undid the drawstring of my pants and shimmied them of my legs along with my underwear, I hadn’t even realised I used my hands to cover my stomach again, not until she lifted them of and kissed my palms and placed them on her shoulders. Larissa sat on my lap and used her nails to graze over my arms and sides, this was only the beginning, she tormented and teased for a long time before she couldn’t refuse the inevitable.

Panting out of control and sweating to high heaven, we lay side by side completely naked and exhausted. Larissa stood from the bed and walked into my ensuite with her hips swaying, I sat up wondering why she left. She’s probably touching up her make up and getting ready to leave. I thought, a melancholy feeling filled me and I reached for my t-shirt and slipped it back over my head. Hopping off the bed as well I pick up the strewn clothes and place them nicely on the end of the bed. I smiled at the thought of what just happened, Larissa was so beautiful with her smudged lipstick and mascara, the tremble in her limbs when she came, the way she looked at me when I came undone, even the little bits of hair that came loose to frame her face. Larissa was more than this though, she deserved more, something more domestic, more beautiful than a passionate fuck I suppose. Larissa deserves home cooked meals and hand holding in the street, she’s worth the efforts that a romantic relationship includes, like bathing together and eating together or having someone she loves’ chest to lay on. I think the worst part is that I know I’m not that person.

Larissa walked out of the bathroom with a wet cloth and looked at me quizzically. “What are you doing?” She asked. I stood back from the bed and cracked my knuckles nervously, avoiding the art work I stained her body with. “I thought you wanted to leave… I was just picking up your clothes so they didn’t get to creased.” I said looking to the ground. Larissa paced towards me grasping my arm and pushing me to lay back down. I followed her silent instruction but was confused as to why she started to lift my shirt again. “What are you doing?” I whispered. “Cleaning you up.” She answered. It felt like the air was knocked out of my lungs at her statement. Tears threatened to spill from the corners of my eyes, Larissa spread my knees and started to gently wipe away the accumulated arousal.

She sat folding the material continuously and cleaned me until she was satisfied. Her eyes moved to looked at mine and her self satisfactory smile faded once she saw my burning cheeks and wet eyes. “Oh what’s the matter?” She asked tossing the rag to the door way of the ensuite and cupping my face. “No-.” I stuttered. “No one’s…” Larissa’s brows raised trying to understand. “Nobody’s ever done that for me before.” I said chocking on my uneven breath. “Oh darling.” She said dragging my body up to hers embracing me tightly.

Larissa looked at me like I was the most fragile thing in the universe, I hated it, I wish I wasn’t like this. A while later we decided on a movie and snuggled under the covers, she stroked at my hair and giggled at the screen from time to time, I didn’t give a fuck about the tv, to be in this moment with her was so for filling and wholesome. I pondered for a second before letting myself ask the question. “Larissa?” I started. “Mmm?” She hummed looking down at me. “I was wondering if you would like to come away with me after Christmas?” I said hoping she would but trying to come to terms with the possibility she’d say no. “Yes.” She said with a grin. Oh. “I have to go to my parents houses, dads for the first week then mums for a week… if you’re not comfortable with that-.” She nodded enthusiastically and said. “Yes I will, what day do we leave?” I looked at her wondering why she seems so excited but continued anyway. “The 27th, my sister’s are gonna be there and my nieces, which is nice I haven’t seen them for a long time.” I said. Larissa agreed and was looking forward to it, and of course she started to make a mental list of what to pack.

For the rest of the afternoon we stayed in bed and went through countless amounts of movies and whatever snacks I had in my pantry. She sat in my clothes, in my bed, in my room, in my home, Larissa to me felt like she belonged there, like this is exactly where she’s supposed to be, because to be honest I’m really being to think she is my home, Larissa weems owns it all though, all the materialistic things I own from the things in my house to the clothes I wear on my back as well as my heart and soul and if she wanted me to I’d kill myself if she asked. I love her more than anything. perhaps it is more personal than it is professional, but that’s the tragic part isn’t it?

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SNEEK PEAK OF CHAPTER 2 DAMIAN PRIEST X OC(RIGHTEOUS DESIRES: LOVE AND REDEMPTION IN THE RING)

“Let’s go ahead inside” I say, stepping to the side to allow Cassie to go up the stairs, I follow behind her anxiously. She opens the old screen door and holds it open behind her allowing me to follow. “You have a lovely home” She says as she looks around the small living room that is still covered in old photographs of mine and my fathers childhoods. I smile at her compliment, knowing my grandfather would have cracked some joke about his old southern décor. “Thank you , this is actually my grandfather’s old home. I just lay claim to it when I visit” I tell her awkwardly as I try and curb my nerves. “Please, sit wherever you like. We can sit here in the living room, or the kitchen if you’d prefer to be at a table” I tell her as I try to mask the anxiety trimmers I feel beginning to take over my entire body. Cassie adjusted the items in her arms and replied in her cheery tone. “Let’s go to the kitchen, that way I can take notes easier” I nod in response and motion for her to follow me to the kitchen. We walk through the small living room and through the narrow doorway that leads to the kitchen. It still has the scent of morning coffee dancing in the air, and the sunlight is beaming into the space even more than it had just an hour earlier. Tucked in the corner of the kitchen is a small solid wood table with four matching chairs around it. Just like the coffee pot, the table had seen better days. It was an antique when my grandmother bought it when she was still alive, and it had survived two rough and tough boys, and a hell raising little girl. Cassie made her way over to the table and started sitting her things down as she pulled out the end chair. “Can I get you a drink or anything?” I ask her as I pour myself another cup of coffee. “Coffee would be wonderful” She says as she opens her laptop. I walk over to the cabinet by the fridge once more, pulling out a random mug from the top shelf. “Do you take cream or sugar?” I ask her as I close the cabinet. “Just black is perfect” She tells me as she opens her note book. I grabbed the coffee pot once more and pour her cup, this is when I notice just how bad my trimmers were currently, and I instantly felt intense embarrassment. Seeing my obvious unease made me feel weak, it made me feel like I couldn’t do this after all, like maybe this was all a huge mistake. “So I have to ask” She trails off as I make my way over to the table clutching our mugs. “Is Riot your actual name?” She questions hesitantly. I giggle at the comment, I can’t even count how many times I’ve been asked this same question. “Yes, Riot is actual name.” I tell her as I sit the mug next to her note book. “I had to ask, I know typically wrestlers use stage names, and I couldn’t find much information on yours specifically when I googled it” She admits as she takes a sip of her drink. I stretch my arms out across the table as I lean back in my chair, trying desperately to relax my body and mind as I reply. “It’s because Riot is my name. Riot Elizabeth Hardy if you want the full thing” I say as I focus in on the heat radiating of the mug in my hands. Cassie jots down a note in her book, I can faintly see her writing my name inside of it. We sit in awkward silence for a moment, attempting to make small talk about her drive here and how she struggled to find the road that lead her here, how the three houses threw her off and that she was worried she was driving up to the wrong one. I tried to joke with her and make some comment about there was no wrong house here, but as suspected, it fell flat. “Now, before we begin this I just want to go over a few things” She tells me as she pulls a small voice recorder from her blazer pocket. I tensed up in my seat immediately, this was it, the interview was starting, and nothing would ever be the same in my life again after it.

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A garment shoot by LensClicker is more than just photography; it’s a creative journey that elevates your brand. With expert services, state-of-the-art equipment, and a passion for fashion, LensClicker ensures your garments shine.

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Instagram-Worthy Premium Bridal Shoes to Make Your Day Viral

Your wedding day is more than a celebration—it’s your moment to shine. Every detail matters, from your outfit to your accessories, and yes, even your footwear. Premium bridal shoes can elevate your bridal look, giving you the perfect finishing touch that catches every eye and enhances your wedding pictures. In the age of Instagram, where every frame tells a story, your bridal shoes can help you make a statement and turn your day into a viral sensation. 

Why Bridal Shoes Matter in the Age of Instagram

Bridal footwear is no longer just functional. Today, your shoes are an extension of your style, designed to stand out and make heads turn. Bridal shoes have become an essential fashion statement, especially in candid wedding pictures where every element plays a role. A pair of unique, meticulously crafted shoes not only compliments your outfit but also creates memorable moments that resonate with your audience. Viral trends often stem from unexpected details, and your bridal footwear could very well be the star of the show. 

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What Makes a Bridal Shoe Instagram-Worthy?

Aesthetic Appeal: Premium bridal shoes should be visually striking, with intricate designs, embellishments, or embroidery that exudes elegance. 

Photo-Friendly Features: Think sparkles, metallic finishes, or vibrant pops of colour that reflect light beautifully and catch attention in pictures. 

Storytelling Elements: Personal touches like initials, dates, or motifs inspired by your love story add depth and meaning to your wedding narrative. 

Styling for the Perfect Instagram Shot

Creating the perfect shot is an art. Here’s how you can showcase your bridal shoes in all their glory. 

Flat Lays: Arrange your shoes with flowers, wedding invitations and jewellery for a dreamy composition. Keep the footwear as the focal point. 

Candid Shots: Highlight the details with pictures of you adjusting your lehenga or slipping into your shoes. 

Close-Ups: Focus on the intricate craftsmanship, such as embroidery or embellishments, for a mesmerising effect. 

How Premium Bridal Shoes Can Make Your Wedding Day Go Viral

In a world where aesthetics reign supreme, premium bridal shoes can capture the attention of influencers, photographers and bridal pages. Eye-catching designs, especially those with unique storytelling or dazzling features, are prime candidates for trending hashtags and reposts. From viral reels showing your outfit transformation to candid snapshots of you twirling in your lehenga, your shoes could be the talk of the town. Discover Wedding Sneakers for the Bride – Shop Now!

Conclusion

Wedding shoes are more than just an accessory—they’re a statement of style and a celebration of love. Designed to leave a lasting impression, these shoes are your ticket to stunning wedding photos and Instagram-worthy moments that will have everyone talking. So, let your bridal shoes take you viral on your special day! 

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The Importance of Commerce Photography in Modern Business

In today's digital era, commerce photography has emerged as a cornerstone of successful business operations. Whether you are running an online store, promoting your products on social media, or managing a physical retail outlet, the way you present your products visually can significantly impact your brand's reputation and sales. This article delves into the various facets of commerce photography, its significance, and tips to elevate your visual marketing strategy.

What is Commerce Photography?

Commerce photography, also known as product photography, is the practice of capturing high-quality images of products to be used for marketing and promotional purposes. These images are featured on websites, e-commerce platforms, catalogs, advertisements, and more. The goal is to showcase the product in the best possible light, highlighting its features, texture, and overall appeal to attract potential buyers.

Why is Commerce Photography Important?

First Impressions Matter In the online shopping world, your product images are often the first interaction customers have with your brand. High-quality images help create a strong first impression, making your brand appear professional and trustworthy.

Boosts Conversion Rates Studies have shown that consumers are more likely to purchase a product if they find its image appealing. Clear and detailed images allow customers to visualize the product better, reducing hesitation and increasing the likelihood of a purchase.

Builds Brand Identity Consistent and high-quality product photography helps establish a strong brand identity. Unique styling, consistent backgrounds, and professional editing can set your brand apart from competitors.

Reduces Returns When customers have a clear understanding of what they are buying, the chances of dissatisfaction decrease. Accurate representation of products through quality photography can reduce return rates.

Types of Commerce Photography

Studio Photography Studio setups are commerce photography controlled environments where lighting, background, and camera settings can be adjusted to achieve perfection. It is ideal for catalog shoots and e-commerce listings.

Lifestyle Photography Lifestyle shots showcase products in real-life settings, helping customers visualize how they might use the product in their daily lives. For example, a couch placed in a cozy living room setting.

360-Degree Photography This involves capturing the product from multiple angles to create a 360-degree view, providing customers with an interactive experience.

Flat Lay Photography Often used in fashion and food industries, flat lay photography involves arranging items on a flat surface and photographing them from above. This style is highly popular on social media.

Macro Photography For small products or intricate details, macro photography is used to capture fine details that might not be visible otherwise.

Tips for Effective Commerce Photography

Invest in Quality Equipment While smartphones have advanced camera features, investing in a good DSLR or mirrorless camera with suitable lenses can take your product photography to the next level. Tripods, lighting kits, and reflectors are essential accessories.

Focus on Lighting Lighting is one of the most critical aspects of photography. Use natural light when possible or invest in studio lights to eliminate shadows and highlight product features.

Choose the Right Background The background should complement the product without distracting from it. White backgrounds are commonly used for e-commerce, but creative backgrounds can work for lifestyle or social media photography.

Edit Professionally Post-production is where the magic happens. Use photo editing software like Adobe Photoshop or Lightroom to enhance colors, adjust lighting, and remove imperfections.

Maintain Consistency Use the same style, lighting, and background for all your product photos to create a cohesive look. Consistency strengthens your brand identity.

Commerce Photography for E-commerce

E-commerce platforms like Amazon, Shopify, and Etsy have specific requirements for product images. Meeting these requirements ensures your listings are optimized for visibility and sales. For instance:

Images should be high resolution.

The product should occupy at least 85% of the frame.

Backgrounds should be clean and uncluttered.

The Role of Commerce Photography in Social Media

Social media platforms like Instagram and Pinterest thrive on visual content. Engaging product photos can drive traffic to your website and boost sales. Incorporate diverse styles, such as flat lays, behind-the-scenes shots, and user-generated content, to keep your audience engaged.

Outsourcing vs. DIY Photography

For small businesses on a budget, DIY photography can be a cost-effective solution. However, hiring professional photographers ensures you get top-notch results. Professionals bring expertise in lighting, composition, and editing, saving you time and effort.

Emerging Trends in Commerce Photography

Augmented Reality (AR) Integration AR technology allows customers to visualize products in their environment using their smartphone cameras. For example, seeing how a piece of furniture fits in their living room.

Video Content Videos are becoming increasingly popular for showcasing products. A short clip demonstrating the product's features can be more effective than static images.

Sustainability in Photography Eco-conscious brands are incorporating sustainable practices into their photography, such as using natural lighting and minimal props to reduce waste.

Conclusion

Commerce photography is no longer an optional part of business marketing; it is a necessity. High-quality images can captivate your audience, communicate your brand’s values, and drive sales. Whether you’re a seasoned business owner or just starting, investing in good product photography is an investment in your brand's future success. By understanding its importance and adopting the right strategies, you can elevate your business to new heights.

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Food Photography: Where Hungry Lens Meets

Food photography has become a big hit worldwide. With the rise of social media, especially Instagram, food pictures have become very popular. Whether you’re a food blogger a professional photographer or someone who loves taking food photos learning food photography is key. This guide will cover beginner tips the importance of natural light, the best cameras and lenses, composition and using main light for food blog photography. Let’s explore the world of food photography and learn to make your food images look as good as they taste!

1.  Food Photography Tips for Beginners

If you’re new to food photography, here are some essential tips. First understand your subject food. You want it to look so good it makes you hungry. This means paying attention to detail being creative and knowing a bit of tech.

Know Your Camera and Settings:  Before you start taking food photos, get to know your camera’s settings. Whether it’s a DSLR, mirrorless or smartphone knowing how to adjust aperture, shutter speed and ISO is key. This helps you get sharp well-lit photos.

Use Natural Light:: Natural light is your best ally in food photography. It makes food colors and textures look better. Place your food near a window and use a reflector or whiteboard to bounce light back reducing shadows and creating soft light.

Invest in Good Photography Equipment: You don’t have to spend a lot, but some basic equipment can improve your photos. A tripod helps with sharp shots and a reflector or diffuser can control natural light.

Experiment with Angles and Perspectives: Try different angles and perspectives. Overhead shots are great for flat lays, while a 45-degree angle shows off a dish’s depth. Be creative to find the best angle for your food photography.

Focus on Composition:  Good composition is crucial in food photography. Use the rule of thirds for balance and play with negative space to highlight the food. Think about the colors of your food and props to make it stand out.

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2. Shoot with Natural Light

Natural light is key for great food photography  photos. It’s softer and more flattering than artificial lights. Here are some tips for using natural light:

Find the Right Spot: Place your food  near a window for indirect sunlight. Direct sunlight can be too harsh. Indirect light is perfect for food photography.

Use Reflectors: Reflectors help fill in shadows and balance the light. A whiteboard or aluminum foil works well. Place it opposite the light to bounce light onto the food photos removing harsh shadows. 

Avoid Overhead Lights: Overhead lights can create unflattering shadows and color casts. Always use natural light for the best results.

Time of Day Matters: The time of day can greatly impact your photos. Early morning and late afternoon provide the softest light, known as the “golden hour.” Midday light however, can be too harsh. Plan your shoots accordingly to take advantage of the best natural light .

Adjust White Balance: If you’re shooting indoors with natural light, the color temperature can vary depending on the time of day and weather. Adjust your camera’s white balance to ensure that the colors in your food are true to life

3. Cameras and Lenses for Food Photography

Choosing the right camera and lenses is crucial for achieving professional-quality food photos. While you can take decent food pictures with a smartphone investing in a good camera and lens can elevate your photography to the next level.

Choosing the Right Lens: The lens you choose can significantly impact the look of your photos. A 50mm prime lens often referred to as the “nifty fifty” is a favorite among food photographers due to its versatility and sharpness. It provides a natural perspective and allows for a shallow depth of field, making the subject pop against a blurred background. For more detailed shots, a macro lens (such as a 100mm) can capture intricate details with stunning clarity.

Consider Your Budget: While high-end cameras and lenses offer superior quality, there are also more affordable options that can deliver great results. Entry-level DSLRs and mirrorless cameras, such as the Canon EOS Rebel series or Sony Alpha A6000, paired with a 50mm lens, can produce excellent food photos without breaking the bank.

Essential Accessories: Besides the camera and lens having the right accessories can improve your food photography. A sturdy tripod is essential for keeping your camera stable, especially in low-light situations. Additionally having a variety of props and backgrounds can help you create different moods and styles in your photos.

Use Manual Modessential: To have full control over your camera’s settings, shoot in manual mode. This allows you to adjust the aperture, shutter speed and ISO independently, giving you greater flexibility to achieve the desired exposure and depth of field.

4. Food Photography Composition Techniques to Improve Your Photos

Food photography Composition is an art form in itself and is one of the most important aspects of food photography. A well-composed photograph not only draws the viewer’s attention but also tells a story.

Rule of Thirds: The rule of thirds is a fundamental principle of composition that involves dividing your frame into a 3×3 grid. Place the main elements of your photo along these lines or at their intersections to create a more balanced and engaging image. This technique helps to draw the viewer’s eye naturally to the subject .

Use Leading Lines: Leading lines are lines within a photo that lead the viewer’s eye to the main subject. In food photos leading lines can be created using utensils, table edges or even the arrangement of food itself. This technique adds depth and guides the viewer through the image.

Play with Negative Space: Negative space refers to the empty space around the subject of your photo. Using negative space effectively can help to emphasize the main subject and create a sense of simplicity and elegance. It also allows the food photography  to stand out more clearly against its background.

Layering and Depth: Adding layers and depth to your food photos can make them more visually appealing. This can be achieved by using props such as plates, napkins and utensils to create a sense of dimension. Position some elements closer to the camera and others further away to create a three-dimensional feel. 

Balance and Symmetry: While the rule of thirds is a popular composition technique, sometimes a symmetrical composition works best especially when shooting overhead shots of plated food photography. Symmetry creates a sense of balance and order making the photo pleasing to the eye.

5. Main Light for Food Blog Photography

Lighting is one of the most critical elements of food photography. The type of light you use can make or break your photos and understanding how to manipulate light is key to achieving beautiful results.

Understanding Main Light: The main light or key light is the primary source of illumination in your photograph. It defines the form texture and shape of your subject. In food photos, natural light is often used as the main light source because it provides a soft diffused glow that enhances the food’s natural colors and textures.

Positioning Your Light Source: The position of your main light source can drastically change the look of your photos. Side lighting is a popular choice in food photos because it creates a good balance of shadows and highlights adding depth and dimension to the image. Backlighting can also be used to create a sense of glow and make liquids, like soups or sauces, appear more translucent.

Controlling Shadows: Shadows can add drama and depth to your photos, but too much shadow can overwhelm the image. Use a reflector or a fill light to soften harsh shadows and create a more balanced light setting for food photos.

Diffusing the Light: If you’re shooting in harsh sunlight or with a bright artificial light source use a diffuser to soften the light. This can be anything from a professional diffuser to a sheer curtain or even a piece of parchment paper. Diffusing the light will help eliminate harsh shadows and create a more even light across your subject. 

Experiment with Artificial Light: While natural light is preferred sometimes shooting with artificial light is necessary especially in low-light situations or during the evening. Continuous LED lights or softboxes are great options for food photos as they provide consistent and controllable light.   

Conclusion:

Mastering the art of food photos requires practice, patience and a willingness to experiment. By following these tips for beginners understanding the importance of natural light, choosing the right cameras and lenses, mastering composition techniques and effectively using the main light you can elevate your food photos to a professional level. Whether you’re capturing delicious food pictures for a blog, social media or a professional portfolio these techniques will help you showcase food in the most appetizing way possible.

If you’re passionate about food photography and want to take your skills to the next level, consider joining the RVR School of Photography. With expert instructors, hands-on workshops and a community of like-minded individuals RVR School offers the perfect environment to hone your craft and turn your passion for food photography into a fulfilling career. Enroll today and start your journey toward becoming a master of the hungry lens!

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Mastering the Art of Shooting and Editing Creative Makeup Product Photography

Makeup product photography is all about showing off the product in a way that grabs attention and tells a story. 

Whether it's the bold color of a lipstick or the smooth texture of a foundation, capturing these details can make all the difference. 

This guide will help you learn how to take and edit creative photos of makeup products in a way that's easy to follow, even if you're just starting out.

1. Plan Your Photoshoot

Before taking any photos, you need a plan. This helps you get clear on how you want the final images to look.

Know the Product and Brand

Each makeup brand has its own style. Some brands are luxurious and elegant, while others are bright and playful.

Knowing the brand's identity helps you create photos that match their vibe.

For example, if you’re shooting for a high-end brand, use fancy background remove's like black velvet or marble. 

If the brand is fun and casual, go for bright colors and playful props. Always make sure the product is the main focus of the shot.

Create a Mood Board

A mood board is a collection of images that inspire you. 

You can use Pinterest to gather ideas on styles, colors, lighting, and props. 

This will help you stay on track with your vision and show others what you’re going for.

Choose Your Location

For makeup products, you don’t need a big, fancy location. 

A small, clean space at home or in a studio works great. A simple backdrop, like a white surface or pastel colors, helps the product stand out. 

You can also add texture by using props like wood or glass to make the photos more interesting.

2. Equipment You’ll Need

You don’t need super expensive gear to get good photos, but having the right tools will make things easier.

Camera and Lens

Camera: A DSLR or mirrorless camera is great because you can control the settings. 

Look for a camera that shoots in RAW format for easier editing.

Lens: A macro lens is perfect for capturing the small details of makeup, like the shine of an eyeshadow or the texture of a lipstick. 

A 50mm or 100mm lens works well.

Lighting

Lighting is super important in photography. It helps you show the true colors and textures of the product.

Softbox or Ring Light: These lights give even, soft light that reduces harsh shadows.

Reflectors: These bounce light onto the product, making the lighting look balanced.

Light Positioning: Try different angles for your lights. Lighting from the side adds shadows and depth, while lighting from the front makes everything look even and flat.

Tripod

A tripod helps keep your camera steady, which is really important for sharp, clear images. 

This is especially useful when taking close-up shots of small products like makeup.

3. Setting Up Your Shot

Now that you have your gear, it’s time to set up the shot. How you arrange the products is key to creating a great image.

Product Arrangement

There are different ways to display makeup products, depending on the look you want:

Flat Lay: This is a top-down shot where the products are placed on a flat surface. 

It’s great for showing multiple items or creating a scene with props.

Hero Shot: This focuses on one main product. The product is usually placed at an angle to highlight its design or texture.

Texture and Swatches: Makeup is all about texture. Show the creamy texture of a lipstick or the shimmer of eyeshadow. 

You can also photograph swatches to show how the colors look on the skin.

Background and Props

The background should make the product stand out. 

Use simple props that match the product’s style, like makeup brushes or flowers, but don’t clutter the image. 

Keep the background clean and neutral so the makeup is the star.

Angles and Perspectives

Try different angles to find the best way to show the product. 

A flat lay works well for group shots, while close-up angles are great for showing the details of the product’s texture or packaging.

4. Taking the Photos

Now that your setup is ready, it’s time to start shooting! Here are a few important tips:

a. Aperture and Depth of Field

Using a low aperture (like f/2.8 or f/4) will blur the background and make the product stand out. 

This is great for close-ups. For group shots, use a higher aperture (like f/8 to f/11) so everything stays in focus.

b. ISO and Shutter Speed

Use a low ISO (100-400) to avoid grainy images. 

Since you’ll likely be using a tripod, you can set a slower shutter speed to let in more light without worrying about camera shake.

c. White Balance

Make sure the white balance is set correctly so the colors in your photo look natural. 

This is especially important for makeup because you want the colors to look accurate.

d. Focus and Sharpness

Make sure your focus is sharp, especially for close-up shots. 

Use manual focus if needed and zoom in on your camera’s screen to check that everything looks crisp.

5. Editing Your Photos

Editing your photos is just as important as taking them. It’s where you can make the colors pop and enhance the product's details.

Editing Software

Most photographers use Adobe Lightroom and Photoshop. Lightroom is great for basic adjustments like color and lighting, while Photoshop lets you do more detailed retouching.

Basic Adjustments

Start by adjusting the basics:

Exposure: Make sure the image isn’t too dark or too bright.

Contrast: Increase contrast slightly to make the product stand out.

White Balance: Adjust this to ensure the colors of the product look true to life.

Color Correction

You want the colors in the photo to match what the product looks like in real life. 

Use the color correction tools in Lightroom to tweak the hues, saturation, and brightness of each color.

HSL (Hue, Saturation, Luminance) Adjustments: If the lipstick looks too orange, you can adjust the red hue to make it look more accurate. 

HSL tools let you change specific colors without affecting the whole image.

Retouching

If there are any small flaws, like dust or smudges, use Photoshop’s healing brush to clean them up. 

This makes the product look flawless and professional.

Enhancing Texture: Use sharpening and clarity tools to bring out the textures of the makeup, like the shimmer of eyeshadow or the smoothness of lipstick.

Spot Healing: Remove any distractions or imperfections to keep the focus on the product.

Sharpening and Reducing Noise

Sharpen the image to highlight the details, but don’t go overboard or the photo may look too harsh. If you had to use a higher ISO, reduce noise to smooth out any grainy areas.

Final Check

Look over your image and make sure everything looks right. Is the product clear and sharp?

Do the colors look accurate? Does the lighting highlight the product well?

Once you're happy with the image, save it in a high-resolution format for the web, such as JPEG. You can also save a higher quality file like TIFF if you need it for print.

Conclusion

Shooting and editing makeup product photography can be simple if you follow the right steps. 

By understanding the brand’s style, setting up your shots carefully, and using the right tools and techniques, you can create stunning images that highlight the beauty of the products. 

Don’t forget, practice makes perfect! The more you experiment with different angles, lighting, and editing techniques, the better your photos will become.

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How do you photograph costume jewelry?

Photographing costume jewelry can be a rewarding yet challenging task, especially when showcasing the intricate details and unique designs of your pieces. At Jewellery Hat, the fastest-growing fashion jewelry brand in India, we understand the importance of high-quality photography in representing our stunning range of earrings, necklaces, bracelets, and rings—all made from stainless steel with anti-tarnish properties. In this guide, we’ll delve into effective techniques, tips, and best practices for capturing the beauty of costume jewelry in photographs.

Why Good Photography Matters

Before we dive into the specifics of how to photograph costume jewelry, it’s crucial to understand why good photography matters. High-quality images not only attract customers but also convey the quality and craftsmanship of your pieces. Here’s why it’s important:

Attractiveness: Well-composed images can draw in potential buyers, making them more likely to explore your collection.

Detail Showcase: Jewelry often features intricate designs and textures that deserve to be highlighted. Good photography captures these details.

Brand Image: Consistent, high-quality images reflect your brand’s professionalism and commitment to quality, enhancing customer trust.

SEO Benefits: Optimized images can improve your website’s search engine rankings, driving more traffic to your online store.

Preparing to Photograph Costume Jewelry

Preparation is key to successful jewelry photography. Follow these steps to ensure you’re ready:

1. Clean Your Jewelry

Before photographing, ensure that your costume jewelry is clean and polished. Dust, fingerprints, or smudges can detract from the overall appeal of your images. Use a soft cloth and a gentle cleaning solution if necessary, ensuring that the pieces are dry before shooting.

2. Gather Your Equipment

While professional equipment can enhance the quality of your photos, you can achieve great results with basic gear. Here’s what you’ll need:

Camera: A DSLR or mirrorless camera is ideal, but modern smartphones can also produce excellent results.

Tripod: A tripod helps stabilize your camera, preventing blurriness and allowing for longer exposure times.

Lighting: Natural light is often the best option, but you can also use softbox lights or LED lights to create a well-lit environment.

Backdrop: A clean, neutral backdrop (white, black, or pastel colors) will help your jewelry stand out.

3. Set Up Your Shooting Area

Choose a location with plenty of natural light, ideally near a window. If using artificial lighting, ensure it is diffused to avoid harsh shadows. Set up your backdrop to create a clean and professional look.

Techniques for Photographing Costume Jewelry

Now that you’re prepared, let’s explore effective techniques for capturing stunning images of costume jewelry.

1. Use Natural Lighting

Natural light can enhance the colors and details of your costume jewelry. Aim to shoot during the golden hour—shortly after sunrise or before sunset—when the light is soft and warm. If shooting indoors, position your setup near a window to take advantage of daylight.

2. Experiment with Angles

Different angles can dramatically change the appearance of your jewelry. Here are some angles to consider:

Top-down View: This angle is perfect for flat lay photography and works well for necklaces and bracelets.

Close-ups: Capture the details of your pieces by getting close. This works particularly well for earrings and rings, showcasing intricate designs and textures.

Model Shots: Consider photographing jewelry worn by models to provide context and scale.

3. Utilize Depth of Field

Using a shallow depth of field can help isolate your jewelry from the background, creating a pleasing bokeh effect. This technique emphasizes the piece and draws attention to its details. To achieve this, use a low f-stop setting (e.g., f/2.8 or f/4) on your camera.

4. Play with Composition

Composition is key to creating visually appealing images. Consider the following techniques:

Rule of Thirds: Imagine dividing your image into nine equal parts and place your jewelry along these lines or at their intersections for a balanced composition.

Leading Lines: Use elements in the background or surrounding area to create lines that lead the viewer’s eye towards the jewelry.

Negative Space: Leave empty space around the jewelry to make it stand out more effectively.

5. Show Off Different Textures

Costume jewelry often features various textures and materials. Capture these details by adjusting your lighting and angles. For example, using side light can create shadows that enhance texture, giving your images depth.

Post-Processing Your Images

Once you’ve captured your photos, the next step is post-processing to enhance their quality. Here are some tips for editing your images:

1. Use Editing Software

Software like Adobe Lightroom or Photoshop can help you fine-tune your images. Adjust brightness, contrast, and color balance to achieve the best representation of your jewelry.

2. Crop and Straighten

Ensure that your images are well-cropped and straightened. Remove any distracting elements from the background and focus on the jewelry.

3. Optimize for Web

To improve loading times on your website, optimize your images for web use. Compress your images without losing quality to ensure they look great on your online store.

Creating a Consistent Style

For a professional look across your online store, maintain a consistent photography style. Here’s how to achieve that:

1. Stick to a Color Palette

Choose a specific color palette for your backdrops and props that complements your brand identity. This consistency will create a cohesive look across all your images.

2. Maintain Similar Lighting

Ensure that your lighting remains consistent in all your photos. Whether you use natural or artificial light, try to replicate the same conditions for each shoot.

3. Develop a Signature Style

Over time, develop a signature style that reflects your brand. This could involve specific angles, props, or editing techniques that make your images instantly recognizable.

The Benefits of Professional Photography

If photography isn’t your strong suit, consider hiring a professional photographer who specializes in jewelry. Professional photographers understand lighting, composition, and post-processing techniques that can elevate your images and showcase your pieces in the best light.

Showcasing Your Costume Jewelry Online

At Jewellery Hat, we believe that high-quality photography is essential to showcasing our stunning range of stainless steel, anti-tarnish jewelry. With our lifetime replacement warranty on polishing, we are committed to providing our customers with jewelry that lasts.

1. Create Engaging Content

In addition to product images, consider creating engaging content that showcases your jewelry in different contexts. This could include lifestyle shots, how-to videos, or even blog posts that highlight styling tips for wearing costume jewelry.

2. Utilize Social Media

Leverage social media platforms like Instagram and Pinterest to showcase your jewelry photography. Use hashtags and engage with your audience to build a following and drive traffic to your online store.

3. Optimize for SEO

To ensure your jewelry photography reaches a wider audience, optimize your images for search engines. Use descriptive file names, alt text, and relevant keywords to improve your visibility online.

Conclusion

In conclusion, knowing how to photograph costume jewelry is essential for any jewelry brand looking to make a lasting impression. By following the techniques and tips outlined in this guide, you can create stunning images that capture the beauty and craftsmanship of your pieces.

At Jewellery Hat, we offer a wide range of earrings, necklaces, bracelets, and rings, all crafted from stainless steel and designed to resist tarnishing. With our commitment to quality and a lifetime replacement warranty on polishing, we strive to provide our customers with jewelry that they can cherish for years to come.

Whether you’re photographing your pieces for an online store or simply capturing them for social media, remember that good photography can elevate your brand and engage your audience. Start experimenting with these techniques today and watch as your jewelry comes to life through the lens!

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Mouthwatering Moments: How to Take Gorgeous Food Photos

Food is no longer just for eating—it’s for sharing, savoring, and, most importantly, photographing. In the age of social media, a picture of your favorite meal can tell a story, capture a moment, and make mouths water around the globe. But taking truly gorgeous food photos isn't as simple as pointing and shooting. It requires a bit of creativity, technique, and a dash of flair.

If you’re ready to turn your next meal into a masterpiece, here’s how to capture those mouthwatering moments that will have everyone double-tapping.

1. The Power of Natural Light

Lighting can make or break your food photos. The best source? Natural light. Harsh overhead lights or yellow indoor bulbs can cast strange shadows and dull your food’s vibrant colors. Instead, shoot near a window where soft, natural light floods in, illuminating your dish and enhancing its textures.

If the sunlight is too direct, diffuse it with a sheer curtain or even a piece of parchment paper to create a gentle, even glow. Natural light brings out the rich details in food, making it look fresh, inviting, and irresistibly delicious.

2. Play with Composition

Your dish is the star of the show, but how you frame and style it can make all the difference. Begin by thinking about the angles: Top-down shots work wonders for flat-lay presentations like pizza or salads, while a 45-degree angle is perfect for highlighting layers in cakes, burgers, or sandwiches.

Don’t forget the surrounding elements. A strategically placed fork, a sprinkle of fresh herbs, or a rustic wooden table can add depth and character to the image. Use the rule of thirds by placing your main subject slightly off-center to create a more dynamic, professional-looking composition.

3. Less is More: Embrace Simplicity

A cluttered frame distracts from the food itself. The best food photos keep it simple, allowing the dish to shine. Instead of overwhelming your shot with too many props, focus on a few well-chosen items that complement the food, not compete with it. A minimalist backdrop, like a clean marble slab or wooden surface, helps your food pop and gives the image a fresh, clean vibe.

Remember, the key to a gorgeous food photo is letting the food speak for itself.

4. Highlight Colors and Textures

Food photography is all about capturing the delicious details that make a dish irresistible. Look for vibrant colors and contrasting textures that can create visual interest. The crumbled cheese top a pasta or the crisp char on a grilled steak—these elements make the viewer feel like they can taste the food through the image.

Play up these textures with your lighting and positioning. Sometimes a subtle overhead sprinkle of salt or sauce can add that extra layer of texture, giving the food a more natural, just-served feel.

5. Get Creative with Angles

Not all food is created equal when it comes to photography. Some dishes look best from a bird’s eye view (like flat dishes), while others—like a towering burger or a slice of pie—shine when shot from a lower angle. Experiment with different perspectives to see what works best for your dish.

For drinks or layered foods, shooting at eye level can capture the depth and richness of the layers. Experiment with your camera positioning to find the most mouthwatering angle possible.

6. Use Props to Tell a Story

Food photos can transport people to a time, place, or memory. Using props like rustic tableware, a well-loved cookbook, or fresh ingredients scattered around the dish can create a narrative. Maybe you’re showcasing a cozy homemade meal, a farm-fresh brunch, or an elegant restaurant dish. Choose your props carefully, ensuring they enhance the story without overshadowing the food.

The key here is to make the scene feel real and inviting, as if the viewer could sit down and take that first bite.

7. Don’t Forget the Details

It’s often the little things that take a food photo from good to great. Think about the final touches—the steam rising from a bowl of soup, a dusting of powdered sugar on a dessert, or a squeeze of lemon over fresh seafood. These small details bring the dish to life and can evoke taste, smell, and texture in a single frame.

Before you snap the shot, step back and scan the frame. Does the food look its absolute best? A quick garnish, a tiny drizzle, or a wiped-down plate can make all the difference.

8. Post-Processing Perfection

Even the best photos can benefit from a little post-editing magic. Adjusting the brightness, contrast, and sharpness can bring out the best in your images, making colors pop and textures even more inviting. But be cautious not to over-edit—food should still look natural and appetizing, not overly processed.

Simple apps like Lightroom or Snapseed can help you achieve that professional polish without going overboard.

9. Practice Makes Perfect

Like any art form, food photography takes practice. Don’t be afraid to experiment, make mistakes, and try new techniques. Over time, you’ll develop your own style and feel for what works best for different dishes. And most importantly, you’ll have fun along the way.

So whether you're shooting your homemade breakfast, an elegant dish at a fine-dining restaurant, or a vibrant street food feast, remember these tips to capture mouthwatering moments that leave a lasting impression. With the right lighting, composition, and creativity, your food photos will be too good to eat—but perfect to share.

[noesheen--buksh]

Week 3 - SDL Task

Artist Research

Marcus Moller Bitsch

The following three images were taken by Marcus Moller Bitsch from 2023. The images are from his series called Home, which is a reflective familiar journey about sudden life-changing moments that he had encountered. this series was his outlet for dealing with the new change.

Clearer View (4/10)

"Time has passed, and from it, a clearer view of the spaceship is possible. The spaceship was not destined to make the long flight."

Within the composition of this image, we can see a rocket jutting out of a rocky ground with a man standing in the further left-hand corner from a higher viewpoint. The colours within this image are cool-toned and very even. The colour grading in this image gives off the feeling of hopelessness to me with the lightest part of the image being centered around the rocket and the rest of the image getting gradually darker towards the edges. The concept behind this image that I have gathered is looking at something that you had always thought would end up differently but as the dust clears it becomes apparent to you that this was all it was destined for.

The simplicity of this image caught and trapped my attention, and I felt myself being pulled towards the photograph. To me, this image feels like highlighting a low point in your life where all you felt was despair and hopelessness.

The Helmet's Resting Place (7/10)

"The space explorer has left the helmet behind, as the air of the new world is realised to be breathable. The imprint of the old self stays and leaves the impression of a state that didn't foster growth."

The composition of this image shows a glass helmet lying on a field of what looks like shrubs; the helmet lays on top of a figure-shaped dent on the ground. The colours within this image are also rather cool-toned however compared to the first image it is much brighter, and the light seems to travel through most of the image. The colour grading within this image feels like grief, with the lighting and tone being overall the same throughout. The concept behind this image is what I believe to be grief and loss. The grieving of a former version of yourself that you could not take with you to newer and better things, the version of yourself that you have to leave behind and in a way suffer at the loss.

The human-shaped dent caught my attention, and the juxtaposition of the fluffy greeny against the flat brown dirt drew my attention. The other thing that caught my attention was the glass dome that at first glance appeared as a bubble to me. To me, this photograph feels like a loss of one of the many past versions of me that I need to leave behind.

I learnt that with this image, he had removed the shrubs by hand to create that human shape, which is another form of photo manipulation we learnt about. The photographer manipulates the scene he is taking, staging it for his own ideas.

Acceptance (8/10)

"The space explorer starts becoming one with the surroundings through acceptance of the new world."

Within this image, we can see a figure that is somewhat transparent standing in a forest of tall grass and even taller trees. Above him a perfect white colour. The colours in this image feel much more warm compared to the last two, it feels inviting and safe in a way. The concept behind this image is acceptance, as the text says the explorer starts becoming one with the surrounding through acceptance which can mean that the artist finally started to feel at home and safe through the progress of acceptance that this is now his life.

To me, this image feels like the conclusion of the journey, after going through a rough patch of despair and hopelessness, you leave behind your old self and grieve that person you once were then slowly begin to accept this new version of yourself becoming hopeful like you once were. I was drawn to this image because of how out of place the cloud appeared within the forest.

What I liked most about Marcus MB's photographs was the simplicity of the images. They were whimsical and playful and had a sort of dream-like quality to them. Every element was well blended with everything which is something I want to attempt. Another I want in my own work is playful simplicity.

Honourable mention

Stuart Lippincott - Graphic Artist

While looking for an artist whose work I liked, I came across this graphic designer whose work had interested me. I had searched if they did photo manipulation and I couldn't quite get a clear answer as to why I just put them under honourable mention. However, the last image of the trio is a photo manipulation.

What drew me into these bodies of work was the bright light of colours. The supposed beam that embodied light seemed like a doorway to another reality which I found interesting.

[digi5studios-blog]

Mastering Ghost Mannequin Photography: A Must for Online Clothing Retailers

The ghost mannequin effect, also known as the hollow man effect or invisible mannequin, is a popular technique in clothing photography designed to remove models or mannequins from apparel images. This method involves taking multiple shots of a product on a model or mannequin and then combining these photos using photo retouching services to create a final image where the model or mannequin is invisible. The result is a realistic, three-dimensional view of the clothing that draws attention to the product itself. This technique significantly enhances the appeal of apparel, making it more attractive than flat-lay photos.

Why You Should Use the Ghost Mannequin Effect

As a business owner or operator in the online clothing industry, the ghost mannequin effect is essential. It allows customers to visualize your products better and be instantly impressed. Captivating your customers with high-quality images increases the likelihood of making a sale.

Professional photo retouching services can boost apparel sales by creating stunning, high-quality images that educate buyers about the products. This technique, originally used in eCommerce, showcases how an outfit would appear when worn, bridging the gap between online and offline shopping experiences.

How to Achieve the Ghost Mannequin Effect

The ghost mannequin technique involves creating a composite image from two or more photos. The first shot captures the entire apparel on a mannequin. Additional images focus on the garment’s interior, which is otherwise obscured by the mannequin, and are taken on a white foam board.

Advantages of the Ghost Mannequin Effect

Enhanced Visualization: Helps customers imagine themselves wearing the outfit, reducing concerns about fit and style.

Consistent Presentation: Shows clothing as it would appear on a person, making the online shopping experience more relatable.

Focus on Product: Typically done on white backgrounds, eliminating distractions from models.

Dynamic Images: Creates lively, expressive photos compared to flat-lay images.

Cost-Effective Props: Simple, inexpensive props like clips, tissues, and double-sided tape can be used.

Ideal for Expensive Clothing: Provides a premium presentation suitable for high-end apparel.

Disadvantages of the Ghost Mannequin Effect

Costly and Time-Consuming: Retouching product images can be expensive and exhausting.

Expensive Equipment: New mannequins with detachable magnetic pieces are costly.

Lighting Requirements: Requires strong and even lighting, making it challenging for beginners. Hiring professional photo retouching services can be beneficial.

Alternative Clothing Photography Techniques

Model Photography: While models make products more relatable and can display multiple forms of clothing, they may draw attention away from the apparel and are expensive to hire.

Flat Lay Photography: This method involves photographing products from above on a horizontal surface. It’s quick and simple, ideal for plain-looking clothes, but may make garments look stretched and lifeless.

Steps to Perfect the Ghost Mannequin Effect

Apparel Photography:

Place the clothing on the mannequin, ensuring it is smooth and wrinkle-free.

Capture the first shot with careful positioning to level the arms and legs.

Interior Shot:

Take a second photo of the garment's interior in the same lighting.

Spread the clothes flat to capture the colors and shadows accurately.

Post-Processing:

Use Adobe Photoshop to merge the images.

Employ clipping path tools, layer masking, and brush tools to create the final ghost mannequin effect.

Conclusion

The ghost mannequin effect is a powerful tool for online clothing retailers. Professional and appealing photos are crucial for increasing sales, and this technique helps achieve a better response from customers. Unlike live models, mannequins can maintain consistent poses, ensuring uniformity and wrinkle-free presentation. For best results, consider leveraging professional photo retouching services to perfect your ghost mannequin images.

[lovesosweeet]

MAY THE BEST MAN WIN

competing for the best toast at their best friends' wedding, calum and tanner go from being pretend rivals to… something like friends. maybe a little more? may the best man win.

read on ao3

part five

a few months later

Tanner is grateful that she left a full weeklong gap in her schedule between when her final shoot was before the wedding and the night of the rehearsal dinner. Despite Valerie and Ashton having an insane wedding budget, Valerie’s extremely picky nature meant that she was still overseeing and micromanaging everything. Their wedding planner was making a fortune for doing next to nothing.

The errands and decorating weren’t the worst part, despite them taking long hours and being emotionally draining as Valerie picked apart every detail of literally everything. No, the worst part for Tanner was that Lou, who’d been booked as the lead photographer for the wedding, was stuck in New York because of bad weather. The rest of his photo team is unavailable tonight, so the rehearsal dinner is left without a photographer. 

Except, naturally, it’s not. 

Caterers have been setting up for dinner all day. Cases of champagne, way more plates than should be in front of each seat stacked elegantly, people running around, Valerie toeing the line of bridezilla… it stressed Tanner out as the maid of honor, the best friend, and, now, the photographer.

No one else has seemed to notice, but Valerie and Ashton are incredibly annoyed with each other. They’re both aware it’s a stupid fight, so they’re holding their tongues as to not lash out and crossing things off their to do list with as few words as possible. It makes things tense, but only for those who know them well enough to pick up on the subtleties of their body language shifts. 

Tanner is lucky that she doesn’t travel without her film camera, which is all she’s promised the bride and groom. They’re limited to the 36 exposures on her single roll of film, but Valerie and Ashton assured her that was better than nothing and promised to compensate her for her work, which of course she denied. 

She’s running around in her dress, barefoot, trying to help get everything in its place so she can take a few pictures before everyone shows up. She knows she probably looks comical — a vintage film camera slung around her neck, her hair poorly held back in a claw clip, no shoes, a flowy black dress tied up loosely in a satin scrunchie so she doesn’t have to hold it up while she runs around without her heels.

Valerie and Ashton are talking to the head of the catering crew, both of them also dressed up and looking fashionable and far less frazzled than Tanner. She felt envious of the rest of the bridal party who got to spend the day at a vineyard, drinking wine and eating cheese and getting a tan, while she spent the whole time with Valerie at the venue.

The maid of honor isn’t sure if she’s relieved or more stressed out as the groomsmen and bridesmaids enter with their plus ones. They’re all rosy cheeked and cheery, laughing and talking without care. The girls start gushing about how good the hall looks and how stunning the floral arrangements are, which was mostly Tanner’s handiwork, so she feels at least a little better. 

“Having fun yet?” A familiar voice says from behind her while she tries to set up the perfect flat lay of the invitations to the dinner, the custom labeled champagne for the evening, and flowers.

She spins around, trying her best not to shoot a death glare at Calum. “No, no I am not,” she whispers.

Calum is stunned, nearly staggering backwards. “Woah, woah, what’s up? Are you okay?”

Tanner sighs, reaching up and letting her curled hair fall out of the claw clip, only so she can redo it. “Fucking Lou is trapped in New York, so not only am I being maid of honor to,” she lowers her voice while her eyes point to her best friend, “bridezilla,” she whispers.

Calum laughs, looking over at the currently unhappy couple before he looks back down at Tanner.

“I’m also in charge of taking photos tonight. With my film camera.”

He gives her a look that says he doesn’t fully understand the extent of why that’s such a bad thing. 

She huffs, picking her camera up and spinning the back to face him so he can see the number of shots she has left. “See that?” She asks, pointing to the tiny number 31 in the corner. Calum nods. “I have 31 chances to take the perfect pictures of this whole night. No room to fuck up. Oh, and, amidst all the other stuff I’ve been told to do today, I still haven’t written my goddamn toast for tomorrow.”

When Calum smiles arrogantly, she holds up a finger.

“Shut the hell up, I’m still winning the bet.”

“I’ve never seen you this sassy,” he says, giggling.

She frowns. “I’m just stressed.”

He nods. “Oh, no, I can definitely tell.”

“Tanner! We missed you today!” Elle comes over, pretty tipsy from all her wine, but not drunk. She slings an arm around her friend and pulls her closer. 

“I know, I’m sorry I couldn’t make it. Did you have a good time?” She asks.

Before Tanner can even finish asking her a question, Elle is reaching for the camera hanging from her neck and pushing Calum next to her. 

“Squeeze in, gotta get a picture of the maid of honor and best man! Best buddies!”

Both Tanner and Calum laugh, but Tanner is panicking about losing one of her 36 shots to Elle taking a blurry, overexposed photo on her vintage camera. She holds her hands out, trying to take the camera from her, but it’s a lost cause.

“Elle, wait!”

The flash goes off and the camera whirs, making Tanner’s heart sink.

In an effort to prevent Tanner from crying out of frustration, Calum grabs the camera from Elle. “Let’s leave the photos to the professionals,” he says gently. “Which, speaking of, sorry to disrupt your workflow, Danny. Elle, do you know where the bathroom is? I’ve been looking but can’t find it.”

He looks back over his shoulder at Tanner as they walk away, holding up a thumbs up as she mouths ‘thank you.’

[aman24593]

Product Photography At Home: A Complete Guide for Beginners and Intermediates

In the digital age, product photography has become more critical than ever. Whether you're selling products online, creating marketing materials, or simply showcasing your creations, high-quality product images can make a world of difference. While professional product photographers are readily available, there's a lot you can achieve by learning the basics of product photography at home. In this comprehensive guide, we'll cover everything you need to know, from types of product photography to essential tips, tools, and when to consider hiring a pro.

Types of Product Photography

Before delving into the tips and techniques of product photography, it's essential to understand the various types of product photography you might encounter:

E-commerce Product Photography: This is the most common type, where products are photographed against a white or neutral background. The aim is to display the product clearly and without distractions.

Lifestyle Product Photography: In this style, products are showcased in real-life settings, often with models or props. This helps potential customers visualize how the product fits into their lives.

Flat Lay Photography: This is popular for smaller items like accessories, cosmetics, or food. Products are laid flat on a surface, and the photograph is taken from above. It offers a stylish, minimalist look.

360-Degree Product Photography: For a more interactive experience, some e-commerce websites use 360-degree product images. These allow customers to rotate the product and view it from all angles.

Macro/Product Detail Photography: This style focuses on capturing intricate details of the product. It's commonly used for jewelry, electronics, or anything with fine textures or features.

Now that you know the different types, let's dive into some essential product photography tips and the process involved.

Product Photography Tips and Process

Plan Your Shoot: Start by planning your shoot. Decide on the type of product photography you want to achieve, and create a shot list to stay organized.

Choose the Right Lighting: Good lighting is crucial in product photography. Natural light works well, but you can also use artificial lighting with softboxes or diffusers to control shadows and highlights.

Use a Tripod: To ensure stability and avoid shaky images, use a tripod. This will help you maintain consistency throughout your shoot.

Select the Right Background: For e-commerce product photography, a plain white or neutral background is ideal. You can use a white sheet, poster board, or a dedicated backdrop.

Consider Props and Styling: Depending on the type of product, add props or styling elements that complement your item. Ensure they don't overshadow the product itself.

Camera Settings: Use a camera with manual settings, if possible. Adjust settings like aperture, shutter speed, and ISO to control exposure and depth of field.

Product Placement: Position the product according to your shot list, and pay attention to angles. Consider using reflectors or diffusers to control reflections and highlights.

Post-Processing: After taking your shots, use photo editing software like Adobe Photoshop or Lightroom to enhance your images. Adjust colors, contrast, and sharpness as needed.

Consistency is Key: If you're photographing multiple products, maintain consistency in terms of lighting, angles, and composition. This ensures a cohesive look for your product catalog.

Practice, Practice, Practice: Like any skill, practice makes perfect. Experiment with different techniques and learn from your mistakes to improve your product photography over time.

Tools to Get Started With Product Photography

While you can start with minimal equipment, investing in the right tools can significantly enhance your product photography efforts:

Camera: A DSLR or mirrorless camera with manual settings provides more control over your shots compared to a smartphone.

Lenses: A prime lens with a wide aperture (e.g., 50mm f/1.8) is excellent for product photography. It allows you to create a shallow depth of field for that professional look.

Tripod: A sturdy tripod is essential for stability, especially when shooting at slower shutter speeds.

Lighting Equipment: Softboxes, diffusers, and reflectors help control and shape light, resulting in better images.

Backdrop: Invest in a quality backdrop or background paper for clean and consistent backgrounds.

Props and Styling Tools: Depending on your products, consider using props, fabric, or other styling elements to enhance your shots.

Photo Editing Software: Adobe Photoshop or Lightroom are industry standards for post-processing your images.

Why Product Photography Increases Conversions

High-quality product photography plays a significant role in increasing conversions for several reasons:

Visual Appeal: Stunning images capture the attention of potential customers and make the product more enticing.

Clarity: Clear, well-lit photos provide customers with a detailed view of the product, reducing uncertainty and increasing confidence in their purchase.

Trust: Professional-looking images instill trust in your brand, indicating that you care about the quality of your products.

Storytelling: Lifestyle product photography, in particular, helps tell a story and allows customers to visualize how the product fits into their lives.

Competitive Advantage: High-quality product photos set you apart from competitors who may have lower-quality images.

When to Consider Hiring a Professional Product Photographer

While learning to do product photography at home is an excellent skill, there are times when hiring a professional photographer is the better choice:

Complex Products: If your products have intricate details, specialized lighting needs, or require extensive styling, a professional photographer can handle the complexity.

Time Constraints: When you're running a business, time is precious. Hiring a pro frees you up to focus on other aspects of your venture.

Consistency: Professional photographers can deliver consistent results across your entire product catalog, ensuring a cohesive look.

Technical Expertise: For specific types of product photography, such as jewelry or automotive parts, professionals with specialized equipment and expertise are invaluable.

Your Best Option for Professionals - Praveen Bhat

When it comes to professional product photography, Praveen Bhat is a name that stands out. With years of experience and a portfolio that includes working with renowned brands, Praveen Bhat brings unmatched expertise to the table.

Praveen Bhat's work is characterized by its creativity, attention to detail, and a commitment to delivering exceptional results. His understanding of lighting, composition, and styling allows him to bring out the best in every product he photographs.

Whether you're looking to elevate your e-commerce business or create compelling marketing materials, Praveen Bhat's professional product photography services are your best choice for achieving outstanding results.

Product photography is a valuable skill that can benefit both individuals and businesses. Learning the basics of product photography at home allows you to create high-quality images that can enhance your online presence and boost conversions. By following the tips and techniques outlined in this guide and considering professional help when needed, you can create stunning product images that captivate your audience and drive success.

In today's competitive market, product photography isn't just a luxury; it's a necessity. So, start practicing, invest in the right equipment, and watch your product photography skills grow, ultimately leading to increased conversions and success in your endeavors. Remember that Praveen Bhat is your go-to professional for exceptional product photography

[clippingpathhouse]

How to Take a Perfect Flat Lay Photograph

Many Instagram photos are flat photos of foods or objects that look aesthetic. Photos like these get a lot of likes as people love to see a good-looking food photo. So, it is very important to take a perfect flat photo without making any mistakes. So here we are going to discuss about how to take a perfect flat lay photograph for your photoblog.

 The most effective method to Take a Perfect Flat Lay Photograph

 1. Utilize natural lighting

My main tip for capturing a flat lay picture is to be aware of your source of light. Normal light gives pictures a wonderful, delicate look. This implies everything in your photo is equitably lit, evading heavy shadows.

To accomplish this look, try to set up your flat lays close to a big window so as to have a plenitude of normal light accessible.

 2. Utilize a spotless, plain background

In some cases, toning it down would be best. Unbiased foundations work best while shooting flat lays. This guarantees your items stick out and don't contend with the foundation.

The absolute most famous foundations are: froth board, marble contact paper, and development paper.

 3. Utilize the rule of odds

Studies have indicated that things are all the more satisfying to the eye when assembled in odd numbers. While styling your flat lay photo, try to have a point of convergence gathered in 3. I guarantee it will have any kind of effect.

As usual, careful discipline brings about promising results. So, make a point to organize and revise your props until you are happy with the final product. Continuously make a bigger number of efforts than you might suspect you'll need and play around with the separation between your camera and your subject, just as the separation between the articles you are styling. As a rule, you will understand that your props should be nearer together than you at first idea they did.

 4.Photo editing

Flat photos are naturally beautiful if you shoot it in natural light. But you can tweak your photos to make it even better. Many people use adobe photoshop or lightroom to tweak their photos to perfection. There are also some very cheap photo retouching company that will retouch your photos for you. This is time efficient and very low priced.

[tiredbuthappy]

Champagne Problems

CS x Reader x DR

A/N Hello friends! I apparently go on long hiatus' and then drop fics out of nowhere. Please enjoy the first part of what will be a series! Huge thank you to my muse and brainstorm buddy, @haterpenny. Any messages are hugely appreciated!

✨Please reply/reblog if you would like to be tagged in future parts.✨

Warnings: Smut, fwb situation, some light swearing, some questionable decision making, drinking.

Word count: 5K

✨FULL SERIES LINKED HERE✨

It never failed to blow your mind how a race felt like it lasted forever, but it was over in the blink of an eye. All you knew was how desperate you were to win.

For the first twenty laps, you and Lewis were neck and neck, with him about a second or so behind. You’d gotten away well at the start and did everything in your power to keep that lead. Unfortunately for Mercedes, a pit stop error plus your “perfect” (Christian’s words, not yours) performance led you to the race win.

You crossed the finish line feeling elated, shouting into the radio, likely blowing out the eardrum of your strategist in the process.

You pulled into the spot reserved for the race winner, feeling as though your heart may burst from your chest. One more race completed, the championship still within your reach.

You composed yourself enough to stand upon the car’s halo, your arms thrust over your head in celebration. The roars of your team and the massive smiles made you swell with pride, and you did everything you could to soak up such a perfect moment.

After leaping into your team’s arms and receiving several slaps to your helmet you were being rushed towards the podium. You climbed atop the highest perch, just past Lewis and- oh hell, was that Daniel in third? You had not yet had the opportunity to share the podium with your closest mate on the grid, and you were equal parts thrilled and disgusted at the shoey that was surely coming your way.

You stood as your National anthem played, bobbing slightly on your heels, finding it difficult to be still for even a moment with all of the excitement bubbling in your veins.

And then, those speakers began blaring Bizet’s beautiful Carmen and you were shaking that champagne as vigorously as your tired arms would allow. You coated Lewis with a generous spray, and shared a nice half-hug, exchanging words of respect and congratulations at one another’s result. Then your eyes caught Daniel’s, sparkling with mischief as he knelt down and removed his boot, his finger pointing at you and beckoning you towards him with a devilish grin across his lips.

You tried to look annoyed, but it was nearly impossible; he was glowing, that successful post-race mix of champagne and sweat making his curls lay flat, his cheeks flushed and pink from exertion. He filled his shoe to the brim, some overflow sloshing as he raised the boot to his lips before taking a long, generous gulp.

You wrinkled your nose in slight disgust, as you realized you were next. Soon he was standing before you, his hand outstretched in offering. He had that huge, gleaming smile that nearly blinded you, and then you were drinking out of the man’s shoe. One gulp, then two, then three, earning a delighted eye raise from Daniel and a laugh that made his Adam’s apple bob ridiculously. If you were going to do it, you were going to do it right. Lewis politely declined the offered shoey, an uncomfortable smile on his cheeks- this wasn’t his first rodeo.

Then Dan was slipping an arm around your waist, his trophy in one hand, to pose for the mass of photographers and fans standing below. After a moment he set his trophy down and playfully hoisted you up, earning a surprised laugh from you.

Your friendship with Daniel was well known among fans and other drivers alike, and this was your first shared podium after three years in the sport together. What they didn’t know was just how close you and Daniel were. The look he was giving you on that podium- you’d know that devilish expression anywhere. It gave you a glimpse into his plans for the evening ahead, plans that promised hours with his head trapped between your thighs.

“Can’t wait to have you all to myself,” He whispered as he eased you back down to your feet, topping it off with a cheeky wink. You hadn’t expected him to be quite so forward in front of so many people, but his boldness just made you even more excited for the celebrations that the evening had in store.

After stepping off the podium and speaking to the many news outlets, you were sticky from the champagne and wanted nothing more than to take a shower. You decided to throw your hair up in a messy bun and opted to wait for the much nicer shower in your hotel room rather than the cramped, lukewarm water that your private room at the track offered.

In the car back to the hotel you were busy reliving the afternoon’s events, the pure elation you felt as you passed the finish line and the absolute glee that seemed to burst out of you as you stood upon the highest pedestal. And to top it off, Daniel was standing right beside you, just as he always had.

You hopped out of the car and checked your phone as you stood in the lobby, waiting for the elevator. Almost as if on cue, a light vibration alerted you to a text.

Big Dick Ricc: Is now a good time to celebrate? 😈”

His text read, simultaneously making you roll your eyes and smirk. That was what he had chosen to name himself in your phone, but it never failed to make you laugh.

Y/N: Room 355.

You replied simply, wandering down the hall and swiping your key card.

You and Daniel had been casually hooking up on and off for the last year or so. It was spontaneous, fun and no strings attached. The adrenaline of race weekend was something you both understood, not to mention the fact that it was nearly impossible to maintain relationships with people outside of the sport. It had started with too much champagne in Monaco, and your familiarity began to drift into lingering touches and lustful looks exchanged until he invited you back to his room. Initially, you were worried about complicating your relationship but surprisingly, things remained rather simple. You had agreed that you weren’t interested in a relationship, rather the opportunity to blow off some steam with someone you trusted and truly loved. You had also agreed that it was best that your escapades remain a secret. You didn’t want the other drivers- or anyone else for that matter- judging you. You were the only woman on the grid and with that role came garnering more harsh judgment.

You started the shower and allowed the steam to fill the room as you undressed, your still-damp coveralls tossed carelessly into your sink to dry. Just moments later you heard the sound of a knock at your door and you wrapped yourself in a towel to answer it. You tugged it open, expecting to see Daniel, but instead stood Carlos Sainz. Your initial reaction was confusion, followed by embarrassment at your state of undress. Carlos smiled, his eyes sneaking a quick glance at your form before pretending he didn’t notice. Carlos was back in his regular clothes, a dark green t-shirt and a pair of jeans.

“I’m sorry to interrupt. I just wanted to stop by and say congratulations.” He said honestly, his red lips pulled into a grin.

“Oh, thanks. I uh, was just about to get in the shower. I’m sticky from champagne.” You explained, laughing slightly before realizing maybe just how suggestive that sounded. You swore his cheeks flushed lightly just from the picture your words had painted for him.

“Of course. I just thought I’d let you know, we’re going out tonight. If you want to come.” You were touched at the invitation and smiled warmly in response.

“I’ll see what I can do. I’ll text you later.” You told him, leaning against the doorframe and looking up at him with big eyes. He paused for a moment and looked as though he wanted to speak, but instead opted for a smile and a nod before saying his goodbyes and turning on his heel. You mentally breathed a sigh of relief that Daniel had not managed to arrive during that short period of time. That would open you up to questions you didn’t wish to answer.

And then there was your relationship with Carlos. He had been putting in a bit of effort to speak with you and spend more time with you. He’d even asked you out for a meal or two. But whether he was looking for romance or pleasant friendship was unclear.

The hotel room was big and elegant, the walls painted a dark blue color with gold accents littered about. One thing you loved about this sport- your accommodations were always top-notch.

You went back in to check on the shower when finally you heard a weirdly elaborate knock that was surely Daniel. You tugged the door open and there he stood, arms already outstretched and waiting for you, a big goofy grin on his face. You grabbed him by his t-shirt and pulled him through the door, dropping your towel in the process. His hands felt so big and greedy against you, and you’d been craving his touch all day. He kissed you eagerly, his one hand splayed over your hip while the other came up to caress your cheek.

“You looked so fucking sexy up there,” Daniel said hotly, pulling back for a moment to take you in in all of your glory.

“Winning beside you makes it so much better,” You sighed, desperately reaching for his lips once more. You led him to the bathroom and started grabbing at the hem of his shirt, and he quickly obliged, tossing it aside carelessly while you worked on unbuttoning his pants.

“You still taste like champagne,” He told you before taking a long, slow lick from your collar to right below your ear pulling a moan out of you.

“Oh fuck, Danny. I need you.” You leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the tattoos splayed across his bicep as he kicked his pants and underwear aside. The shower was a large walk-in, perfect for the amorous activities you had planned.

Daniel loved to put his hands on you. He had no problem letting you be in charge, but there was something indescribable about the way your body responded to his ministrations. He pressed you back against the wall, the chill of the tile bringing goosebumps to your skin.

“You know you’ve got me, you’ve always got me, doll,” He said as he dropped to his knees, edging your thighs apart with his palms. God, you’d never get sick of seeing him worship you the way he did. You watched as the water slipped through his hair, dampening his curls and sticking them back on his forehead. His lips were parted as he looked up at you, his chest heaving slightly as if holding back from you were an effort in and of itself.

You reached down and fondly ran your knuckles over his cheek before tracing his bottom lip with your thumb.

You used your hand to pull him closer to you, earning a slight chuckle at your impatience from him before he put his mouth where you wanted it most. You loved when Daniel went down on you. He was relentless in his pursuit of your pleasure, licking and sucking lightly on your clit. Your legs felt like jelly already, and he’d barely just begun. He wrapped his hands around your thighs and held you in place as you wriggled against him, bucking your hips against him, desperate for friction. You nestled your hand in his hair, tugging slightly in encouragement and guidance, although he certainly didn’t need it. He knew your body and made you feel better than anyone else ever had. One of his palms snaked up to your ass, which he grabbed a greedy handful of eliciting a surprised groan from you. Once he was sure you could handle it he pushed one finger into you, and then a second. You could feel yourself flutter around him, and knew that you were already dangerously close to your orgasm.

Daniel always ate you out like it was the last chance he’d ever get, zeroing in on the spots that drove you wild until your legs were shaking and all you were capable of doing was moaning his name. He settled into a rhythm and lapped at your core until you were seeing stars and his name was falling from your lips like it had from the crowd of fans just that afternoon. He helped you ride out your orgasm, his fingers thrusting in and out of you at a more gentle pace, his tongue licking long, languid stripes over your clit until you settled back into yourself.

He steadily got back to his feet, one hand finding its way back to your hip (he loved your hips) while the other brushed some of your damp hair out of your face.

“You earned that, sweetheart.” He said before pressing a deep kiss to your already swollen lips. Still, you could barely process what he was saying, you felt tingly all over like he had electrocuted you somehow.

“Do you want me?” He asked, his forehead nearly touching yours, his eyes searching for your response.

“Yes, Daniel, please.” You finally found the words you were looking for and wrapped your arms around him in an effort to better support yourself. He lifted your leg and secured it around his hip while your other kept you steady in the slippery shower. Daniel took the space he needed between your thighs and lined himself up with your entrance and pushed in, allowing you just a moment or so to adjust before pulling out and thrusting back in again. Soon he was moving faster and you felt like a mere ragdoll in his arms, so blissed out from your high that he could do whatever the hell else he wanted for you and you’d happily take it.

You had had Daniel so many times before, in so many different positions, but there was something about this position and the access it offered that you found so incredibly satisfying. His wet, strong chest pressed against yours, the tight grip of his hand supporting your thigh while he buried himself in you in a way that made you eagerly await his next “You up?” text.

He let out a low groan that you were all too familiar with, one that meant he was about to finish. You ran a free hand down his chest and captured his moans with a kiss as his hips stuttered and he came inside of you. He stayed with you frozen in that closeness for a moment. While you weren’t exclusive, everything between you and Daniel was full of love and tenderness because above all else, he was your best friend.

“That is the best way to celebrate a podium,” He said after a moment, chuckling deeply in a way that usually made you roll your eyes, but you couldn’t disagree with the sentiment. You grabbed the washcloth that hung on the spigot and held it out to Daniel and looked up at him with big, pleading eyes.

“Wash me?”

“Since you won today? Fine.” He replied, accepting it and pressing a chaste kiss to your lips before returning to his knees once more. Dan lathered the washcloth with some body wash and ran it up and down the length of your leg, and over the curve of your ass- an area that he liked to give special attention to.

“I mean, I feel like you made the mess. The least you can do is clean it up.” You quipped, a playful smirk pulling at your features as you watched him work.

“Oh, you mean the mess you begged me to make? This mess?” He asked, reaching up and cupping your sex, making you jump slightly and giggle. You swatted his hand away and allowed him to get back to his task, adding a bit more soap before continuing up towards your back.

“I forgot to tell you, Carlos invited me to a thing tonight. Do you want to go? I think Lando and Charles and the other guys will be there too.”

“Yeah, we’ve still got celebrating to do.” He agreed, popping the lid on the hotel’s shampoo and pouring it into his hands before running his fingers through your hair. You groaned at the feeling- you loved when Daniel washed your hair. It was the ultimate luxury as far as you were concerned- and certainly, one you deserved after such a triumphant day.

Once you were done enjoying your shower, you stepped out and began to get ready. You rifled through your drawers for something fun and sexy, hoping to feel confident and enjoy the wealth of attention you were sure to get.

No one on the grid knew about you and Daniel’s little arrangement, and you preferred to keep it that way. You’d known Daniel for far longer than the other drivers and your relationship had always come with a simple wordless understanding that you knew one another better than anyone else could. Still, you were the only woman on the grid and you wanted your competitors to respect you. You weren’t in Formula 1 to fuck around, you were there to win. Daniel understood. You didn’t have to explain yourself to him, you could let your guard down and say or do whatever you wanted, and you knew he’d never look at you any differently. But if you were bed-hopping on the grid you’d look like a joke. You refused to let that be the narrative that surrounded you. Instead, you’d be the first woman to win the World Drivers’ Championship.

Finally, you settled on a pink dress, one short enough to show your legs off, and low cut enough to draw eyes. Nothing made you feel quite as sexy as holding a trophy above your competitor‘s heads while people chanted your name, but a hot outfit for a club wouldn't hurt.

As you did your makeup, Daniel finished showering while loudly singing a song you didn’t know. Once you decided your makeup was acceptable you moved on to your hair, dying it quickly with a blow dryer before plugging in your curling iron.

“You look nice,” Daniel said, stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel to dry off. Just as you were about to respond, your phone dinged on the counter.

Carlos: Here’s the address. See you soon!

You gave Carlos the thumbs up on his text and started curling a section of your hair.

“Danny, you almost ready?” You asked, glancing in his direction in the mirror. He was pulling his outfit from earlier back on, a quick nod in answer to your question.

Once you were satisfied with your looks, you headed down to the lobby together to grab a taxi. The club was only about fifteen minutes away, and you were eager to see the rest of your friends. It had been a while since you had been out with the other drivers. Everyone’s schedules were always so jam-packed, that you often didn’t have time during the season to hang out with anyone other than your teammate, who just so happened to be Checo Perez. And while he was lovely, he wasn’t exactly the biggest party-er on the grid.

After posing for a few photos and a quick check-in with the bouncer, you were ducking into the dimly lit club, immediately overwhelmed by the pulsing music and crowd of sweaty dancers. You searched the crowd until you finally caught sight of Carlos, sitting in a corner, shouting into the ear of Lando Norris.

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Carlos looked down at the text, his chest now feeling much like a swarm of butterflies, his leg anxiously bouncing below the table. Lando seemed to notice, a smirk pulling at his features to see his normally suave friend in such a state.

“Relax, man. She’ll be here.” Lando said, raising his soft drink to his lips.

“Yes, I know. It’s fine, I’m fine.” The Spaniard replied almost a bit too quickly, forcing a smile and turning his phone face down. Pierre and Charles were on the other side of the table, much oblivious to the situation, quickly speaking in French to one another. Finally, the pair paused and turned “Shots? I think we need shots.” Charles announced, reading the expression of the two former teammates that were not matching his vibe.

“No!”

“Yes!” Carlos agreed, much to Lando’s chagrin. Perhaps a bit of liquid courage would help him calm down a bit.

“Right, you can do a shot. I’ll be fine, thanks.” Charles was satisfied enough with the responses and went to the bar with Pierre to help bring their drinks back.

“Carlos, what exactly is the plan here anyway? You’re gonna have a dance, tell her you’re in love with her?” Lando questioned sarcastically, leaning awkwardly close to be sure Carlos could hear him over the extremely loud bass of a song that he couldn’t understand any of the words to.

“I’m not in love with her,” Carlos yelled back, somewhat defensively.

“Sure,” Lando replied, fully unconvinced. Carlos went back to eyeing the entrance, trying not to seem as desperate as he truly felt. Luckily for him, Charles was back and handing out Tequila shots, which proved to only distract him for the amount of time it took the liquid to pass his lips.

And then he caught sight of you, pushing through the crowd, scanning faces in search of his. He threw his hand up to catch your attention, a big smile across his face. A smile that fell as he caught sight of Daniel Ricciardo trailing behind you, holding onto your hand.

“She brought Daniel.” He said, the dejection clear in his voice. Lando pursed his lips and furrowed his brow, admittedly a bit disappointed for his friend.

Carlos stood in greeting and you pulled him into a hug, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“What are we drinking boys? Except you, Lando. I know you’re drinking Root Beer.” You only half-joked, an unamused smirk covering his features.

“Daniel, I didn’t know you were coming,” Lando said, rising to give his teammate a friendly slap on the back.

“Um, we’ve got a world championship contender to celebrate,” Daniel replied, nudging you in your side. You rolled your eyes, embarrassed about all the fuss.

“Lewis has been blowing us away and we’re finally catching up. If that’s not something to celebrate, I don’t know what is.”

“Cheers to that!” Charles yelled in agreement, raising what must have been his third shot.

“Apparently we need to catch up. I’ll be right back.” Daniel told you, nodding towards the bar. You shouted your order after him along with a thank you and turned your attention back to Carlos.

“I saw you finished P4 today, brilliant result.” You told him, poking him in the chest suggestively.

“Yeah, definitely happy.” He replied although he did not look happy in the least. In a moment, Daniel was back and pulling you from Carlos’ side. You threw back a shot. Then another. And Charles and Daniel egged you on enough that you had a third.

Once he deemed you tipsy enough, Dan pulled you onto the dance floor. Few things made you laugh harder than Daniel dancing, and since you were a little drunk, the dancing got a little dirtier. He held your waist and planted a thigh between your legs, allowing you a little friction as you bobbed and swayed to the music. You ran your fingers through his hair and he leaned down into your neck, his hands starting to wander to your ass. Truthfully, you should have been way more composed. You didn’t want the other guys seeing you looking horny and drunk, but eh. You decided to indulge and enjoy the evening. After a few songs, Daniel pulled away, determined to get another drink into you.

Charles and Pierre were somewhere on the dance floor, also too drunk to know how stupid they looked.

Still, you couldn’t help but notice that Carlos didn’t quite seem to be himself. You decided to do something about it, locking eyes with him and pushing past people, and making your way over to where he sulked.

“Come on, come show me that Spanish passion I’ve heard so much about.” You said, shooting him a wink and reaching your hand out to him. His expression finally broke, a big, goofy smile spreading across his features. You led him back to the dance floor, not without noticing the pleasant way in which his hand fit into yours.

“Oh, I can show you passion.” He whispered as you turned your back towards him, rubbing a little more ass across his crotch than friends usually do. You snuck your hand back behind his neck, pulling him close as you swayed, his hands firmly planted on your hips. Feeling Carlos moving behind you was new and exciting, and maybe it was just how drunk you were, but there was nothing that you wanted more than to take him back to your room. Still, you were friends, and maybe it wasn’t entirely appropriate for you to be grinding so hard against him. You swore that maybe he was thinking the same thing you were, the way his hands glided down your skin and his hips moved against yours- you were thinking some very not PG thoughts. He spun you around and pulled you into his chest, his fingers pushing some of your loose hair behind your ear, then tilting your chin up to make you meet his gaze. You were pretty sure he wasn’t looking at you like you were a friend. You found yourself thinking about his full, pink lips and how flushed his cheeks were. He looked so focused with his brow knit together, so in the moment- like there was no one else around. You loved when Carlos had a fresh shave, he looked so damn handsome and he even smelled amazing- you swore you saw Lando throw a thumbs up in your direction, but you didn’t get time to think about it before-

“OI! Get your ass over here! I’ve got another round for you!” You don’t know how Daniel’s voice was able to cut over the noise of the club, but it did. His voice pulled you back to reality, almost like a rubber band snapping. You dropped your hands away from Carlos, suddenly feeling embarrassed by how carried away you had allowed yourself to get.

You avoided his eyes for a moment before saying “How about another drink?” Carlos looked a bit dejected but followed you anyway.

After your drink, you headed back to dancing, this time with Charles and in a much more PG way. He had you laughing, and you could tell the next morning would certainly be rough for him.

Finally, at around 3 am, you were running out of steam. You were seated in the booth, trying to understand Charles’ broken English when Daniel nudged you on the shoulder.

“You ready to go, darling?” He asked. “I think you might need a chaperone.” He added cheekily, shooting a wink in your direction. You stood, and immediately you were a bit wobbly. He was right. You linked your arm in his and turned to the other men, all in various states of sobriety.

“Salut, boys. Thank you for a good time, Carlos.” You told him, pressing a kiss to his cheek before focusing all of your lowered inhibitions on Dan.

He helped you into the back of a cab and you leaned against him, his arm slipping around you.

“Alright, let’s get you home. How would you feel about… keeping this party going?” Daniel asked lowly, his appetite insatiable as always. You giggled but returned his question with a kiss.

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Carlos hated having to watch you leave with Dan. Holding you in his arms, getting to feel you move against him, it felt so good, so right. There was no way you could be oblivious to that. He laid in his hotel room bed, scrolling through Instagram when Daniel’s most recent post popped up. It was a picture of you, from the club last night and the caption read “Winning GPs and hearts. Here comes Trouble.” Trouble was the affectionate nickname the reporters had dubbed you upon your arrival in F1. The reason being you were a fierce competitor and always ready to cause trouble on the grid. Well, no one could argue how well it suited you. Carlos clenched his jaw in frustration, feeling so close yet so far away from you. It seemed like he could never have a moment alone with you as Daniel was never far behind. He knew you’d been good friends for many years, but your relationship seemed far more intimate than any other typical friendship. Just as he felt hopeless, his phone dinged.

Y/N: Thank you for the invitation last night and the dance. 😏

The message did not quell Carlos’ frustrations, it was just as ambiguous as every interaction he had with you. He decided to roll the dice and send back a flirtatious reply.

Carlos: I’m more than just a good dancer.

He pressed send feeling like he may explode and immediately took a screenshot and sent it to his best friend.

Carlos: I'm fucked.

Lando: I know.

Part 2 : I Knew You Were Trouble

Part 3 : It’s Nice To Have A Friend

Part 4: Mad Woman

Part 5: This Is Me Trying

Part 6: Everything Has Changed

Part 7: Dancing With Our Hands Tied