#aves x cam

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Day 2: Voyeurism

Soap x Fem reader

Johnny is a panty thief and you're determined prove it

cw: non con- reader spies on Soap, panty kink, masturbation- m and f, Soap's a perv but so is reader

You don't notice it at first, when your knickers go missing. Things are such a mess after your new roomie Johnny moves in. Dirty clothes get jumbled together in the hamper, his gym shorts somehow end up in your laundry, your T-shirts turn up stuffed in one of his drawers. You shrug it off, figuring if he finds your knickers mixed in with his clothes, he'll return them like he does everything else.

They never turn up again, though.

After several months pass, you begin to notice a pattern. While Johnny's deployed, not a single pair of panties get lost. It's only when he's home on leave that your knickers start to go missing again. Doesn't matter if they're your sexiest pair of lacy thongs or the stained cotton granny panties you wear during your period, eventually they all disappear, never to be seen again.

Johnny swears he has no idea what's happened to them. He jokes that the laundry monster that eats his socks must have got a taste for your knickers too, then laughs, throwing a beefy arm over your shoulders.

"Dinnae worry, bon. I'll take ye t'buy more. My treat."

It gets to the point that you end up having to go to work commando one morning. That does it for you. Enough is enough, you decide.

Not sure how to handle the situation, you complain to your friends about it, asking them what you should do.

"Get a nanny cam," one of them suggests. "Put it in your room, and when he comes in to steal your knickers again, you'll catch him at it on video. No way he can deny it then, the cheeky perv."

So, that's just what you do. You feel like a proper spy, setting up the tiny camera on your bookshelf, making sure the angle is just right to capture a good view of your dirty clothes basket in the corner by your bed. You even shuck off the knickers you're wearing and leave them lying on top of your dirty clothes as bait.

You act like it's business as usual when you leave for work the next morning, accepting the travel mug of coffee Johnny gives you, along with one of his wet cheek smooches.

"'Ave a good day, bon. I'll order us a takeaway t'night, aye?"

You nod and say goodbye with a sweet-as-pie smile as you slip out the door. He doesn't see the wicked glint in your eye as you turn to leave.

It's around ten that morning that curiosity finally gets the best of you, so you hurry off to the loo with your phone and lock yourself in a stall. With bated breath you open up the nanny cam app to review the last few hours of recorded footage. What you see leaves you hot and flustered.

About a half hour after you leave, Johnny comes into your room and goes straight to your clothes basket. He hooks your dirty knickers out of the basket with his finger, then wads them up in his hand before shoving his nose in them. You can see his chest expanding with each deep inhale, a sight that has you squirming on the toilet seat.

Christ, he's really getting off on sniffing your panties, reaching down to squeeze the prominent bulge in his sweat pants. Your mouth drops open when he pulls himself out, tinny grunts and groans coming through your phone speakers as he proceeds to give himself a nice, slow handy.

You feel like you're on fire, burning up from the inside out as you watch him stroke his drooling cock. It's lewd and filthy but you can't look away. Starting to sweat, breaths getting shallow, you worm a hand down the front of your pants and begin toying with your tacky clit. Just a few minutes into the video and you're already slick and needy.

You have to choke back a moan when he falls back on your bed, one hand holding your panties to his nose while he jerks himself off with the other. The camera angle gives you the perfect view of his heaving chest, the flex of corded muscle in his forearm as his fist shuttles over his leaking cock. The fapping noises are barely audible, but your straining ears catch the soft, wet sounds, the frantic staccato beat leaving you panting through your parted lips.

He's almost there and so are you, thighs clenching around your stiff, circling fingers. His hips rutting, he finally brings his other hand down, fucking his cock into your balled-up knickers until he gives one final hard thrust and climaxes while groaning your name.

You come instantly, nearly dropping your phone it hits you so hard. Hips bucking, your knees clamp together and draw up towards your chest, a high whine filtering through your clenched teeth. You've never come so hard in your life.

Now slumped on the toilet, you come down from your orgasm while watching Johnny come down from his. He lies there panting, his body lax and sated, splayed out on your rumpled comforter. He looks damn good lying in your bed.

You actually titter out a little giggle when he grimaces at the mess he made in your knickers. He looks bloody adorable, all flushed and shame-faced as he tucks himself away. Scooting off your bed, he shoves your ruined knickers in his pocket, then straightens the bed and slinks out of your room.

Well, now you know what happened to all your knickers. Jesus, that was the hottest thing you've ever seen, but now you're not sure what to do about it. You toddle back to your desk on shaky legs, your thoughts on Johnny for the rest of the day.

You decide not to confront Johnny when you get home that evening. In fact, you don't mention it to him at all. As for your disappearing knickers, you don't bring them up anymore, either. You just ask Johnny to take you shopping when you start to run low.

And when you finally 'accidentally' catch him in the act a few weeks later, you give him something better to wrap around his cock than your knickers.

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[the-penguinspy]

Ava x Lilith 😘

thanks for the prompt, esther :) tysm for including the screenshot too, it was impossible to write seriously while looking at the sims option. blasted my focus to bits

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A quick tug in her belly and then she’s inside the office, muscles tense and body stock-still as her eyes rove around the dark room. Her gaze flicks to the security cameras interspersed along the edges of the ceiling, taking in the lack of blinking red lights – there won’t be any prying eyes on them.

“All clear. Cameras dark, no hostiles. Cam, time please?”

A crackle of the comms, then: “Five minutes, forty-three seconds.” 

“Copy. Thanks, Cam.”

A beat, two. A tell-tale hum at the base of her head, and Ava phases through the ceiling and lands in a crouch beside her. She straightens with a small hop and brushes the imaginary dust off of her shoulders. Ava’s decked out from head to toe in form-fitting dark leather armour, cruciform sword strapped to her back, face set in grim determination, and she’d cut quite the imposing figure of Warrior Nun if she didn’t insist on wearing that ridiculous baseball cap at every opportunity.

Ava looks over to her and smirks, tipping the frayed bill of her cap towards Lilith while giving her a shameless once-over. “Now, what’s a place like you doing in a girl like this?”

Lilith glares. “I’m on a stealth intel-retrieval mission. You are too.”

Ava chuckles, undeterred by Lilith’s sour expression. “Yes, I know.” It only takes her two small steps before they’re chest-to-chest, bodies flush against each other, and the burst of warmth that travels up Lilith’s spine makes her want to spread her wings out to better dissipate the heat. 

“We don’t have a lot of time, just put it in already.”

“That’s what she said.”

“Must you test the limits of my patience in each and every mission?” Lilith hisses.

“Relax,” Ava murmurs, “We’ve got plenty of time.” Her voice drops low to keep the illusion of quiet. Their gazes stay locked as Ava brings a hand to the side pocket of her vest, the growl of the zipper deafening in the silence of the room. 

She retrieves the USB stick and brings it up until it’s within Lilith’s line of sight, and she waggles her eyebrows for good measure before turning away to insert it into the laptop with a soft click. “Okay! Cam, you’re up.” Lilith exhales, slow and even. Focus.

“Copying files now; this shouldn’t take more than three minutes. I’ll let you know when you can remove the disk.”

“Roger that.” The progress bar pops up, percentage increasing at a merry rate. 

The frantic clicking of keys on the other end of the line turns into background lull, the sound familiar and comforting after a dozen missions. They’re on standby until Camila gives them the go-ahead to remove the hard-disk before she installs the virus to infect the local server. Ava’s already drifted off to inspect the various knick-knacks that line the office walls, and when she spots Lilith looking, she grins and jerks her thumb to the item hung behind her. 

Lilith stalks over to inspect the giant shark’s head mounted on the wall, her lip curling at the smooth, polished sheen of its skin. Weird, but definitely not the strangest office decor she’s ever encountered. 

The sudden whir of the elevator’s motors catches Lilith’s attention, her keen ears picking up the accompanying thuds of heavy boots, both ascending to their level. So much for a quiet mission. Her wings spread out and her claws unsheathe in tandem. “Aves, we’ve got company. Cam, status?”

“Just a bit more! Can you hold them off for the time being? There seems to be–” 

Static crackles for a second before the line shuts off completely. “Cam? Camila! Do you copy?”

No answer. “Damn.” Lilith glances over to Ava to find her already looking back, fingers tapping against her own earpiece and shaking her head. The march of combat boots on linoleum is getting louder, loud enough that even Ava can hear it, and she chances a look at the double doors before grabbing the laptop and shoving it into the open space beneath the desk, none too gently. Lilith winces at the dull thud it makes against the hardwood floor before she ducks underneath to hide, both of them barely managing to cower behind the desk. Ava’s elbow knocks into her ribs. One of her wings is caught between her body and the desk; it’s already starting to cramp. 

Ava’s kneeled in front of the laptop, back hunched and eyes squinting at the screen. “Uh, okay – I see the cursor moving around, and the progress bar’s at eighty-five – no, eighty-six percent now, so Cam’s still on it.”

Lilith growls. They’ll manage to have the files copied in time, but not fast enough to make a clean exit before they’re stormed. A fight it is, and Ava seems to have come to the same conclusion as she fidgets with the scabbard of her sword, with the chape of it. Impatience itches under her skin, and Lilith peeks over the edge of the desk, notes the lack of doors aside from the singular set that’s in front of the room – one entrance, one exit. 

A stairwell door bangs open somewhere on their floor and someone barks out a command, and suddenly she feels Ava’s hand cup around the nape of her neck, feels their mouths meet as she gives Lilith a quick but bruising kiss. Ava pulls away but stays close, ‘see you on the flip side’ murmured against her lips. 

Lilith grabs her hand before she can get too far. “Ava, wait.” The shouts get louder, boots thundering down the corridor towards their room. Ava’s forearms tenses in her grip, ready to bolt into action, but she heeds the request and arches an eyebrow; the plan’s already laid out, and Lilith’s never been one to stall. This isn’t the first discreet mission where they’ll have to go loud, either, and it certainly won’t be the last.

Lilith bites her lip and hesitates, the tempo of her heartbeat matching the rapid footsteps outside. Will she, won’t she, why won’t she – oh, fuck it. “Be careful.” 

Ava shoots her a grin, cocky and confident and so infuriatingly hot. “Always am.” 

“You literally got stabbed last time–”

“I love you too.” Lilith scoffs, but she curls the edge of a wing around Ava’s shoulder before she retracts it; nothing more than a light brush, a mere suggestion of something, but Ava’s smile softens. The backs of her fingers stroke gently against the inside of Lilith’s wing, and Lilith swallows; it’s too slow, too tender for a moment such as this, a moment that would very much be stained quick with the flash of steel and blood.

They’re interrupted by a cheerful ding! from the computer, and Ava gives a quiet whoop in celebration at the fully green progress bar. She tugs the thumb-drive out and tosses it up, snatching it out of the air and placing it securely in her pocket, right as the heavy oak doors blast open. Flashlights from guns sweep back and forth as they go searching, searching; the beams don’t find them, not yet. The Director’s office is luxurious in its square footage, but there’s only so much area to cover, only so much time before they’re found. 

Ava adjusts her cap so that it’s bill-backwards before she unsheathes her sword in one smooth, practiced motion. The blue glow of it plays across the contours of her face; it coaxes the shadows to settle above the arches of her brows, between the seam of full lips, behind the firm architecture of her nose. Her cheekbones cut sharp, her teeth glint with hunger, and Lilith thinks she’s never more beautiful than in moments like these – seconds away from a fight, where Lilith can almost taste the energy and anticipation radiating off of Ava’s skin, the thrum of it sharp and sweet in the air. 

She licks her lips. “Exfil?”

Ava looks over as she crouches in place, ready. She looks excited. She looks good. “We’ll make our own way out, Lil, you and me. Now, let’s show these guys exactly who they’re messing with.”

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La pipa y la fuente #63: Alejandra España – Pieza: «Ave del paraíso» (2023, 25.5 x 17 cm, resina traslúcida), que formó parte de la exposición «Jardín particular», que se exhibió del 6 de mayo al 10 de julio pasado en la CAM Galería. | Invitada: Alejandra España (@ale.espana) - Conduce Jesús Pacheco Vela (@peach_melba). | Transmisión: martes 25 de julio, 2023, 17:00-18:00 h por Radio Nopal.

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[gabelandescrocs]

Kiss Cam Mishaps - Tyson Jost

Summary: You attend one of Tyson's games and an intermission bit sorta exposes your relationship with him.

A/N: I suck at summaries butttt heres a short blurb for the birthday boy! Happy reading xx

The seats were packed in the arena tonight as the Avalanche were going against the Vegas to fight for a spot at the playoffs. The first period was a bit of a stale game as both teams still have yet to take the lead at the scoreboards.

As the final few minutes of the intermission approaches the announcers voice bellows through the area while romantic pop music blasts with him. The players are introduced back on the ice and the jumbotron displays the camera taking a pan of the stands--the fans all waving when they see their face at the big screens.

"Ladies and gentlemen, to celebrate National Couples' Day here at Ball Arena, we're gonna spread some love for a few lucky people tonight with our Kiss Cam! So pucker up buttercup!" the announcer finishes his dialogue as the camera stops at a middle-aged couple sitting together both wearing black and gold jerseys staring up at the screen. The lady notices first and nudges her partner who finally notices and plants a sweet kiss on her cheek.

"Our first couple! Come on man, its a kiss cam! Give her a real one!" the announcer eggs on, the camera still on them waiting for them to kiss. The people around them cheer and claps echo through the place as he kisses her fully on the lips this time. Both of them laughing and gesturing the camera to move on. You smile as you can even hear stick taps from the players down the ice who were watching on as well.

The camera moves onto seats closer to yours near the ice to two young fans that must be around ten and eight. Sitting next to each other they jump up seeing themselves at the big screen with identical smiles on their faces. The siblings point and wave as their mom and dad tell the boy closest to them to kiss his younger brother on the cheek. The crowd cheers again and the camera goes around your area to find their next couple.

You see Tyson take a skate around the ice and the crowd cheers again as the Kiss Cam continues. He looks up and and catches your eye quickly sending you a wink. You blush and shake your head at his smug face seeing your reaction going back to the bench.

Being preoccupied, you don't notice though was the group of friends piling back to their seats next to you and cheering when they see themselves being shown on camera.

"Dude! It's showing you on the Kiss Cam! Look!" one of the guys in the group shoves the guy next to you accidentally making him knock shoulders with you almost spilling his drink. He apologizes profusely and you tell him its fine assuring there was no harm done. The camera zooms in on your little exchange and the crowd cheers. Both of you look up at the jumbotron and it immediately turns awkward for the both of you having to be publicly forced to kiss a random stranger. The guy looks about your age, just a bit taller than you--his eyes shift from you to the beer in his hand unsure of what to do when a faint chant of 'Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!' starts around the crowd before it spreads across the whole arena.

You were frozen in your seat as you send a panicked expression to the guy next to you and then down the ice where Tyson was clearly watching the whole situation transpire. Some of his teammates look at Tyson who was currently had his shoulders squared, jaw tight glaring at the screen above him. You frantically make an 'X' with your arms and shake your head at whichever direction the camera was getting you from afar hoping they just accept the awkward rejection and pick someone else.

"Come on! Its all in good fun you guys!" the announcer chimes in over the crowd. "He's not my boyfriend!" you yell thinking the attempt could be heard over the chanting. You point at the number 17 on the jersey you were wearing and then at Tyson at the ice who was now looking slightly amused by your actions trying to get out of the awkward situation. You and Tyson haven't really made any public announcement of your relationship, so you'd understand if they mistake you for some crazy fangirl who wouldn't kiss a stranger and looked like she was asking a kiss from the athlete instead.

"I'm sorry, miss but you can't kiss Tyson Jost even though we all want to do it," the announcer jokes and laughter echoes through the stands. You cover your face in embarrassment groaning. This is the worst.

Thinking you could just go ahead give the guy next to you a friendly kiss on the cheek to finally get it over with, you hear the crowd cheer again.

You look up and see Tyson skate across the ice and stop in front of you beckoning you to come closer to the glass separating him from the crowd. You look at him confused but walk over feeling even more conscious having a large group of people looking on. Tyson smiles widely at you and kisses his gloved hand and presses it to the glass. You laugh and mimic his actions and the crowd cheers at the cute exchange. He sends you another wink giving you a smirk along the way making youlaugh even more.

You return to your seat and see him give a playful glare at the guy sitting next to you making a 'I'm watching you' gesture before he skates back to the bench, his teammates tapping their sticks on the boards cheering and chirping him while the other players finally take their spots for puck drop.

Well, that was one way to announce your relationship.

The game ends with the Avs being on top, beating Vegas with a 5 - 2 score. Tyson getting two goals and an assist making him one of the stars of the night.

Tyson takes half his gear off in the locker room before Lauren approaches him for a short interview on his game tonight. Answering most of the questions with the basic hockey lingo explaining their plays and tactics on the ice. Pucks on net. Stronger defense. etc.

"Well, I'm going to let you go but one more thing. You seem to make a pretty adorable scene back there during the intermission, care to tell us more on that?"

Tyson chuckles a bit and his hand comes to the back of his neck, "Yeah, uh that was my girlfriend Y/N. I invited her to watch the game, though I guess I picked the wrong night because she almost had to kiss someone that wasn't me," he jokes and Lauren laughs along.

"You two look very cute together, hopefully next time we get a Kiss Cam we get the two of you again!" she says before ending the video and congratulating him again on the game.

[shewritestheblues]

The Elevator Bae x Chapter 6

Chapter SIX

Erik x Black OC (Phoenix)

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Camren stood in the center of everyone as they crowded around her singing Happy Birthday to her. She was all smiles with her Birthday Girl tiara on, holding up her glass of champagne. She swayed her hips back and forth until they finished.

“Thank you guys! This dinner was amazing. I love every single one of yall, but.. Ya’ girl is ready to turn up,” She points to Mica and Phoenix. “I know there’s more.”

“There’s always more.” Mica says.

Camren says good-bye to her family. Phoenix and Ava thanked everyone for coming out while Mica headed to the parking lot to get Ava’s truck.

Camren, Phoenix, Tiana and Ave piled themselves in Ava’s truck and Mica drove them to the club. As they approached the door, one of the security guards noticed Phoenix.

“Big Blue! What’s up lil mama?”

“Hey Jimmy.” she hugs him.

“They with you?” he motions to the women behind her.

“Of course. It’s Cam’s bday.”

Jimmy nods his head in Camren’s direction, “Happy Birthday. Blue got you the best section in this bitch.”

Camren can’t control herself, bouncing on her feet. “She was always my favorite.”

All of the women look at Camren. “Anything for you, Cam.” Phoenix says, grabbing Camren’s hand is leading them inside. Mica was the last in the small line of women and Jimmy stopped her.

“What’s your name lil mama?”

Mica looked him up and down, checking out his tatted, chiseled arms. He stands 6’4 with the prettiest teeth she had seen on a man. “Mica.” she finally responded.

“Come see me before y’all leave, alright?”

“Yeah, I got you.”

He winks at her and she turns to continue into the club where she found her friends watching her from inside the door.

“I see you, Mica. He fine as hell.” Tiana says.

The ladies follow Phoenix as she leads them to through the club. They traveled across the dance floor, around a huge bar and up a flight of stairs and glowed as they stepped on each step. They continued walking until they reached a huge section, with four bottles of Hennessy already waiting on ice. Coby was already there with a few other friends. He greeted each woman with a huge until her got to Ava. He wrapped his arms around her, grabbing her ass and kissing her. Phoenix proceeded to line up shot glasses and fill them with Hennessy. Each of her friends grabbed their glass, raising it in the air.

“Happy Birthday Camren. We love your crazy ass to the moon and back.” Phoenix says.

Everyone shouts, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAM!”

Tossing their shot glasses back, the women have begun their turn up. A few more shots and they were all twerking on each other and talking their shit, rapping along to every song that came on.

“We need a group picture.” Camren yells into Mica’s ear. Mica passes the message on, gathering all the women up near the balcony. Coby patiently waiting, and laughing, as they tried to map out their drunk poses.

“Can y’all c’mon?”

“WE’RE READY!”

Coby takes their pictures, getting every angle just in case somebody doesn’t like their face in the last pic. Because someone WILL decide on one that they don’t like.

“Send those to me.” Each of them yelled at Coby.

They continued to drink and dance. Drinking always gave Phoenix a bit more courage (and weed calms her nerves enough for her to be bold). She was also an I love you drunk and the feeling were starting to come out. She sat on Ava’s lap, hugging her. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Philly.” Ava smiles.

Mica, Camren and Tiana stood in front of them, “You don’t love us?” Camren yelled.

“Of course I love you. I love all of you so much.”

“We love you too.”

Camren pulls all of them into a group hug. “Thank You for my birthday.”

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As the night progressed, Phoenix found herself just sitting on the couch, babysitting her fourth drink, watching everyone around her. Mica joins her on the couch.

“You good?” she asked.

“Yeah. I’m just chilling.”

“Did you text your man, yet?”

“My what!” Phoenix acts surprised.

“YOUR MAN!”

Phoenix playfully rolls her eyes, “No.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t-- I don’t wanna be all clingy. He just gave me his number a couple hours ago.”

Camren squeezes herself between them. “What are yall over here talking about?”

Mica looks at Phoenix, expecting her to spill it. She looks away, avoiding eye contact.

“Ugh. I’m trying to tell her to text her man.” Mica finally speaks up.

Camren pinches Phoenix, making her look back to them. “You have a man? Philly! Is he cute?”

“He’s not my man.”

“You want him to be. I seen how y’all was looking at each other.” Mica intervenes.

“We’re building a friendship.” Phoenix says trying to convince herself more than her friends.

“Those are the best kinds. But you never told me if he’s cute or not.”

“Yea--”

Mica interrupts, shaking her head. “The nigga is fine, Cam. He thick too. He just screams big dick energy.”

Camren looks impressed. “Girl, text him.”

Phoenix sighs, processing her friends words. The two of them leave her be on the couch once again. She downs the rest of her drink because fuck it. Erik is about to get this text. She picks up her phone from the table in front of her, typing her message.

Phoenix: Wassup Stevens. Guess who?

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Erik had just laid down in his bed. Tired was an understatement. He had worked out hard, earlier that day. After his exchange with Phoenix in the garage, he stopped by his friend, TJ’s place. Catching up and playing 2k. He had cancelled plans with TJ to go to the studio with Phoenix. After a few hours of that and eating a pound of wings, he was home, showered and ready to sleep. That is, until his phone vibrated on his nightstand. He reached for it not really expecting it to be anything. A random number texted him with the message, Wassup Stevens. Guess who?

He knew better. Of course it was Phoenix, but Erik being Erik, he had to have fun with this. His sleep could wait. His thumbs moved around the small keyboard, creating a response.

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Phoenix watched as the text bubbles popped up. She bit her lip to stop her smile from forming and waiting to see what he is going to say.

Erik😛: hmm, 🤔this Tiffany?

Phoenix: Boy, you got me fucked up.

Erik😛: lmao. Relax, Im just messing with you. I know this you baby girl.

Phoenix: You’re an asshole.🙄

Erik😛: You dont mind it though.

Phoenix: anyways. Wyd?

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Erik had completely sat up in his bed now. He wasted no time on saving her number as ‘Babygirl’.

Erik: Been laying here, waiting on you to hit me up. You still out?

Babygirl: Yeah and my bad.🙈 Didn't mean to keep you waiting.

Erik: I don't mind waiting on you.

Babygirl: Don’t make me blush Stevens.

Erik pictured just how she looks blushing and that made him blush. His cheeks were becoming sore from how big he was smiling. Little did he know, she was looking like a complete dork, smiling at her phone in the middle of the club as well.

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Phoenix sat in the corner of the club couch texting Erik until her friends were ready to go. They had all decided they would stay at Coby’s house for the night. His place was their usual ‘after the club’ crashing spot. He had plenty of space for all of them. Tonight would be no different. The women piled into Ava’s Jeep. Camren laid out on the laps of those who sat in the back seat and Ava sat up front with her man. One of Coby’s friends took charge of his car and followed him home.

Phoenix couldn’t wait to make it to Coby’s house to continue texting Erik. She kept her phone in her clutch. She didn’t want to risk one of friends seeing her texting him and trying to be all up in her business even more than they already were.

“Let’s get some wings.” Camren shouted from the backseat.

“Where in the hell are we gonna get some wings from at 2:30 in the morning Cam?”

“I don’t know. I’m hungry.”

“I’m hungry too.” Mica and Tiana said at the same time.

“You hungry too, Philly?” Coby asked, looking at her through the rear view mirror.

“When am I not hungry?”

“Y’all gotta be shitting me,” Coby drags his hands over his face. He looks over to see Ava passed out against the window. “Listen. There nowhere that’s open right now that has wings. I can take y’all to McDonalds.”

“YES! I want some nuggets.” Camren sat up, almost hitting her head on the top of the truck.

“Anything else?” Coby asked.

The women started shouting out orders.

“Large fry.” “Nuggets!” “McChicken with cheese.” “Nuggets.”

Coby headed to McDonalds to get their food and take them to his house. He knew they would regret this decision in the morning but he’d rather that than to hear a bunch of drunk women cuss him out over some damn Nuggets if he told them No.

It took forever for McDonald’s to fill his large order. The women whined in protest to how long they were waiting. They finally got the food and dug in without a second thought.

“And y’all better not spill shit in her truck. I’m not trynna hear Ava’s mouth about nothing tomorrow.”

With that being said, Coby got them in the house safely and full. Each woman crashed in different areas of the house. By the time they made it to their destination, Phoenix had forgotten about her text conversation with Erik and passed out in one of Coby’s guest rooms.

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Waking up was rough. Phoenix could feel her heart beating in her head. She rolled around the bed, feeling through the sheets for her phone. The sun was shining bright through the window, she her task was tough when her head was buried under the covers. Not having any luck, she finally got up, still in her dress, to look for her clutch. Somehow, it made its way to the floor at the foot of the bed. She took out her phone to see that it's just past noon and she had two unread text from Erik. She grinned big, swiping her screen to open the messages. She scrolled a bit to read her last response to see what exactly he was responding to because in all honesty, she only remembered a few bits of last night after her third shot.

Phoenix: So are you gonna tell me your reasons for picking the tongue out emoji?

Erik😛: You’re not ready to find that out yet.

Erik😛: lol, you must be KO. Hope you had fun baby girl. Text me when you get up.

Phoenix couldn’t contain her excitement that they were actually texting each other now. No more waiting to just see him on the elevators. Her excitement took a turn when her head started spinning. She felt a knot in her throat. She tried to swallow it back down but there was no stopping it. She had to find a toilet, NOW! She ran into the guest bathroom, throwing up last nights drunk food. She leaned over the toilet, chastising herself. Finally sure that she got it all out, she got up to slowly walk her body out into the hallway. Since Coby’s house is their go to after the club, Coby started keeping a change of clothes for them. She made her way to the hall closet where he kept, t-shirts, leggings, etc along with towels. She picked out a fresh set of clothes and towels and went back into the guest bathroom and showered.

Phoenix got dressed and put her hair up into a top knot bun and went downstairs to find everyone else. She found Coby and Ava in the kitchen. Mica was still asleep in the living room, on the couch. The birthday girl and Tiana were somewhere, probably still asleep.

“Morning.” Coby said. His voice sounded like he was speaking in a megaphone.

“Morning.” she whined.

“C’mon over here,” He motioned to the car seat next to Ava, who was leaning over her arm. “I’ll make you some coffee too.”

Phoenix joined them, laying her head down over her hands. Coby started making her some coffee. He placed the creamer and sugar in front of her.

“My face hurt.” Ava finally spoke.

Coby slid a fresh cup of coffee to Phoenix. She added her creamer and more than enough sugar and sipped it slow.

“It’s almost one. I doubt we make it to brunch.” Phoenix says between sips.

They sat there in silence for awhile before they heard someone dragging their feet into the kitchen. “Morning.” They heard from a yawning voice. It was Camren.

“Morning, birthday girl.” Coby said.

“Stop yelling.” Camren said, leaning over the counter.

“I’m not yelling.”

“I want coffee.”

“Me too.” Mica says, joining them in the kitchen with Tiana right behind her. Coby went ahead and made all three of them some coffee. “Y’all need to eat.” He said filling their mugs.

“I want Roscoe’s.” Camren says.

“Tell me what y’all want and I’ll get it. I know yall asses aint trying to leave no time soon.”

Ava typed up their orders on her phone and sent it in a text to Coby. He left to get their food. While they waited, Camren, Mica and Tiana took showers. Ava and Phoenix waited for them to finish in the backyard, on the patio. They sat out there, both wearing a pair of Coby’s sunglasses in an attempt to block out the sun.

Phoenix remembered that she hadn’t yet texted Erik back. Her thumbs hovered over the phone until she could figure out what to say.

Phoenix: Hey, sorry. I was slumped last night. Good afternoon though.

The text bubbles popped up immediately.

Erik😛: It’s all good baby girl. You have fun?

Phoenix: Yeah. Feels like Im dying now though.

Erik😛: You eat something yet?

Phoenix: Coby’s getting us food. He should be here soon. Wyd?

Erik😛: Tell that nigga hurry up and feed my girl.

Erik😛: Im running some errands.

His girl? Phoenix didn’t mind being called his girl.

Phoenix: Im ya’ girl now?

Before Erik could text back, the rest of her friends joined her and Ava outside and they all started talking about the night before. Reminiscing on the fun times they had. Camren thanked them again for making sure her birthday was special.

“We have one more gift for you, Cam Bam.” Mica says.

“Yall have done enough. Stop it.”

“Girl bye. It’s your birthday.” Ava says walking back into the house.

“What y'all get me?” Camren looks at Phoenix and Mica. Neither of them respond. “Stop playing. What is it?”

Ava joins them again with an envelope in hand, giving it to Camren. “Open it.”

She opens it and pulls out a packet that pictures a villa and things to do on an island.

“What is this?” she yells out in excitement.

Tiana snatches the papers from her hands, “Girl, a vacation.”

“Are yall serious?”

“Mhmm,” Phoenix nods her head. “Five nights and six days in Turks and Caicos. Next month. All five of us.”

Camren started to cry. They hugged her and made fun of her for always crying. Coby comes back in with the food. He brings it outside to them.

“Damn, Cam. You always crying, bro.” he says, sitting the food on the table.

“Shut up. They got me a vacation.”

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Phoenix walks through her door, exhausted. She threw her body on her couch. What a day. Camren loved her birthday and her gift. Phoenix enjoyed her friends but let's be honest… people, including her friends, were tiring. Her social battery died hours ago. The relief to be home, alone in her own space. She laid there with her eyes closed, taking in the silence of her living room. Her phone goes off, taking Phoenix from her mind. She gets up to find it. She dropped all of her belongings on the floor when she came in and searched through her bag for it. Finally finding it, she has a text from Erik.

Erik😛: You made it in?

Suddenly, Phoenix had energy. She sat on the floor, bringing her knees to her chest. Smiling down at her phone, she responds.

Phoenix: yeah. Just got in.

Erik😛: wow, smh. Thanks for letting me know.

Phoenix: lol im sorry.

Biting her lip, she wants to do something. Her thumbs hover her keyboard. Erik hadn’t texted back yet so she still had time. Fuck it! What’s the worst that could happen?

Phoenix: Are you home?

The three minutes it took for him to respond felt like three years. Her palms were sweaty as she watched the bubbles pop up on the screen.

Erik😛: yeah. Whats up?

Phoenix: wanna come hang out with me?

Phoenix drops her phone on the floor. Her nerves taking over. “What the fuck am I doing? Am I doing this right now?” Her phone dings. She couldn’t open the message. What if he doesn’t want to? She picks up her phone, taking in a shaky breath as she swipes his message open.

Erik😛: 👀 yeah.

Erik😛: I got something for you too.

Phoenix: for me? What is it?

Erik😛: I’ll be down there in a minute. You’ll see.

Phoenix jumps up and picking up her bag and clothes from the night before, tossing them in her room and closing her bedroom door. She rushes back into the living room, turning on the tv. She checks her snack cabinet. She has plenty. “Okay...okay,” she says to herself. “We’re all good. This is gonna be cool. Just two friends--” her words are cut off by a knock at the door. She wipes her sweaty palms on her leggings and makes her way to the door. She opens the door and the site before her, snatched her breath. Erik stood there with his bare, muscled arms on full display as he sported a crisp, white fitted tank, paired with heather grey joggers that hung low. His dreads hung wildly over his face. She took in his seemingly flawless appearance piece by piece. Phoenix hadn’t realized that she was standing there, just staring at him until her waved his hand in her face, breaking her trance.

“Phoenix!” his voice boomed through her ears, flowing down into her chest. She squeezes eyes shut to regroup. She opens her eyes, pushing a small smile.

“Sorry.” she steps back to welcome him in.

He chuckles to himself. “You good, baby girl. You like what you see. I understand.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Stevens.”

He follows her to the couch. He digs into his pocket, pulling out a blunt. “This is for you.”

“Aw, thanks Stevens. We can smoke this right now, actually.”

He gives her a lighter and she lights the blunt taking a hit. Then another. She passes it to him. He takes a drag.

“So Stevens, I figured you could watch Steven Universe with me and eat Oreos.”

“Steven Universe? What the fuck is that?” he passes her the blunt.

“Only my favorite cartoon ever. It’s really good. You’re gonna like it.”

She gives him back the blunt and starts the show from episode one. She grabs a few snacks from the kitchen. “Look what I got.” She holds up two Martinelli Apple Juice. Erik holds his heart with a smile.

“You remembered.”

She joins him again on the couch, sitting so close, their thighs were touching. As the first episode begins, Phoenix sings along with the theme song. Erik watches her with a smile at how excited she was to be singing along. Erik reached down, grabbing her ankles and sliding her legs over his lap. She watched him, not taking her eyes from his hands as his fingertips trailed up her leg until he reached her thigh. He gripped her thigh and massaged it. The entire time his eyes never left the tv screen. Phoenix’s breath hitched as he continued rubbing the spot where his hand rested on her. She looked up at him. He was sitting there like he was just unaware of what he was doing. Something happened on the show that made him laugh and she watched as his body bounced with laughter. To distract herself, she stuffed an Oreo in her mouth and did her best to pay attention to the tv.

“Damn girl, you hogging the cookies.”

Phoenix had been cradling the pack of cookies, eating one right after the other. “Sorry. You want one?”

“Yeah. Feed me one.”

“Feed you one?”

“Yeah, c’mon girl.” He opened his mouth.

She slowly swallowed the remaining pieces she was holding in her mouth. She held the Oreo between her fingers, “You want me to break it for you?”

He cuts his eye at her. “Phoenix, I’m a grown ass man. Put the cookie in my mouth.”

She looked at him with a smirk. She would gladly put the cookie in his mouth. She giggled as she fed him the cookie. He caught on to why she was tickled and laughed himself. “You’re childish baby girl.”

“You said it.”

They continued watching the show and eventually ate the entire pack of Oreos. They were seven episodes deep when Phoenix found herself leaning on Erik’s shoulder. Her fingers were absentmindedly tracing his scars. When she noticed what she was doing, she looked at him, wondering if he knew what she was doing. Was he secretly enjoying it? He could feel her staring at the side of his face. He peeks over at her.

“What?” he asked.

She rubs her thumbs over her scars in thought. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

Looking at his arm, “What’s the meaning behind these?”

He watches as her thumbs move softly over his scars. He clenches his jaw and unclenches. Their eyes meet.

“Can I trust you?” he asked.

“I’m pretty sure if you couldn’t trust me, you wouldn’t be sitting here with me right now.”

“True. If I tell you, you have to promise me that you won’t look at me any differently.”

“I promise.”

He sits there for a moment, gathering the right words. Phoenix was patient with him. She knew there was a deeper story to him. She was willing to sit there as long as she needed for him to feel comfortable. She continued to rub her thumb over her scars in the hopes that it would settle his thoughts.

“Remember when I told you my parents died when I was young and I had to take care of myself?” he started. Phoenix nodded, remembering their conversation in the studio. “That shit changed me. It was nothing that I could do. I was ready to give it to any and everybody. But I was smart about it. I went to the Navy. I trained. I worked hard. I was the best nigga they had. When it was time to get my boots on the ground, I made sure I always hit my target and anything that tried to get in my way. Each kill became a mark.”

Phoenix’s eyes trailed down in arm. There were so many scars. That meant so many bodies.

“I was top ranked. I was given the name Killmonger because I had so many kills.” he continued. “The scars were my way of making sure everybody knew how powerful I was. I wasn’t somebody to be fucked with. I’m not that helpless little boy on missions.”

Phoenix’s thumb motions stopped but she still held his arm in her hand. He looked over at her, searching her face for any sign of disgust or hate. Nothing. Her eyes met his.

“So you still do those missions?” she asked.

“Yeah. They’re a little different now.”

Phoenix seemed interested in what he meant. So he continued telling her how he is chosen for the top missions because of his skill. She asked about his parents and for the first time ever, Erik explained the truth about them. His mother dying in prison. His father being a prince of Wakanda and being killed by his own brother. The more he talked about Wakanda, Phoenix became confused.

“Wait… I thought Wakanada was like a third world country.” she said.

“That’s what they tell the world, but it’s far from a third world country.”

Phoenix sat there quietly, looking off at nothing. She pulled herself away from him in thought. He took that as her hating him.

“I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you Phoenix.”

Her head snapped toward him. “It never crossed my mind that you would. I don’t think you’re a big, bad, scary person, E. Like you said, you did what you had to do.”

“Then why did you move over there?”

“Just thinking. I couldn’t imagine having to go through any of that. Here I am thinking my life was so shitty back in Detroit. Sure, it was bad but things could’ve been worse. You’re strong as fuck and honestly, I wish I had balls like you.”

A cheesy smile crept up on Erik’s face. “Nobody got balls like me.”

Phoenix looks at him with a straight face. “Wow. Here I am thinking we’re having a moment and you wanna talk about your balls.”

“You brought up my balls baby girl. I’ll gladly share them with you.”

“You know what I meant.” She said, hitting him in the chest.

“C’mere you little angry bird.” Erik pulls Phoenix back over to him. This time, he pulled her onto his lap. Sitting on him, she could feel his dick under his thin shorts. This man was blessed. He moved his body up, adjusting himself. He had to know exactly what he was doing. Staying up there would be dangerous. She needed to move herself. So she slid her body down to where she is now pinned between him and the arm of the chair. He legs are sitting on top of his. He gripped her thighs again. “You made me miss what happened so we have to start this episode over.” He picked up the remote, restarting the episode. Phoenix didn’t say anything. She couldn’t. The two of them continue watching Steven Universe like nothing ever happened. He wrapped his hand around her and she rested her head on his shoulder.

Phoenix had drifted off to sleep. Erik softly shook her awake.

“Philly. Wake up baby girl.”

Phoenix slowly wakes up, stretching. “How long was I sleep?”

“Not long. But it’s getting late. I’m gonna get out of her and let you rest.”

Phoenix lays back on his shoulder. “You’re really comfortable.”

Erik scoops Phoenix up in his arms. He picks her up, as he stands and setting her down carefully on her feet. They share a smile. She follows him to the door to let him out. When they approach the door, Erik turns around and snakes his hand around Phoenix’s waist, pulling her into a hug. She automatically wrapped both of her arms around his neck. She took in his presence, one last time. He pulled back, grabbing her chin. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on her cheek. Her body melted into his as laid her head against his chest. “Don’t forget to text me about your show tomorrow.” he spoke lowly in her ear. All Phoenix would do was nod her head. He opened the door, stepping out.

“Goodnight baby girl.”

“Night, E.”

Closing the door and locking it. Phoenix leaned back on the door. She wanted so bad to turn her head and catch his lips with hers. She fought against it. Her brain now ringing with the ‘what if’s’ if she did. She couldn’t do this to herself. She was going to bed.

[brendan-block]

@heretoboogie ​ said: (x)

Cam: hey we can play a board game or something lol

"Yes. I suppose we could," Brendan replied, his face half hidden by his phone. He'd been scrolling through his list of exes and was almost going to call one, but Cam's sudden offer made him change his mind. Playing a board game with a friend sounded better than letting his lust-clouded brain lead him to repeating past mistakes. He put his phone aside. "There's a few games in the hall closet, I think, left behind by my old flatmates. Pick whichever yeh like. I'm fairly sure I ave ne'er played any o' them."

[kezibun]

Hey guys! So Sans x self ship week?? I gotta have a piece of this. I just hope this is alright cuz I haven't written anything other that rp in ages...

@selfshipperapproved

As a lot of you know Red (UF Sans) is my husband so obviously I'm gonna focus on our story but this first one will need a quick explanation before I get to it. So Kezi (my persona) used to travel through different universes using a little device so she could compare and do research on Alternate Universes continuing work and theory's her mentor couldn't do. After arriving in the Undertale universe and finding out monsters were trapped underground (they aren't in my universe) she investigated and met Sans and Papyrus making quick friends with them, after staying with the two and collecting all the data she could, she decided it was time to move on to the next AU, and this is where we start this story. 

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Keziha comes into the lab under Sans and Papyrus' house fidgeting with the gadget on her wrist.

"Hey Sans? I'm trying to figure out where to go next…." She asks before looking up. "Oh I'm sorry you're busy…" 

Sans turns from his computer. "Hey, na it's alright buddy, don't worry about it." 

"Who du f*** is that vanilla?" A gruff voice comes from his laptop. 

Sans tilts the cam to her. "This is the human I told you about last time." 

"She's the... um... time traveller or somethin right?" 

 "Oh um… No… I'm..  I'm a universe skipper. Though I have a couple theories on time travel." She says as she comes closer and looks over Sans' shoulder. "Is this??… Sans? Are you??" 

"Yeah this is a Sans from another universe. We call him Red." Sans explains readjusting the cam again. 

"You're video chatting with yourself from an AU and you didn't tell me?" She asks slightly annoyed but mostly curious...

"Never came up…" 

"I'm researching AUs and you just didn't think to mention this?" 

"Ya such a f***in' num skull vanilla, I mean how could ya not tell me she was a f***in' cutie? Or even tell me her name. Was wit ya?" Red chips in.

Sans just shrugs.

She blushes a little and tucks her hair behind her ear… "oh… um… hehe..." she lets out a little nervous laugh. 

"So Sweetheart ya got a name right?" He chuckles.

"Yeah…. It's um… I'm Keziha but you… you can call me Kezi." 

"Sure I can't call ya my date." He says with a wink. 

Keziha laughs her blush getting a little darker. "Y...y-you're…. you're funny, just…. just…. as m-much of a jokester as this guy." He gestures to the skeleton next to her with another little flustered giggle.

"Who said I was joking Doll?" He replies. 

"Well… uh… y-you c-can't… be serious…." She then just blushes even more as she looks down and goes to pull at her sleeve but she sees the AU jumping device on her wrist and remembers.

"Oh yeah…" She holds her arm up to fiddle with the gadget again. "Sans I came in here to ask if you had any idea which universe I should go to now I've finished collecting all the data around here…." 

"I dunno?" Sans shrugs. "Wherever you like I guess."

"Ya can come over to my place Sweetheart." Red blurts suddenly but suavely.

"Hey that's not a bad idea, what are your AUs coordinates?" 

"It's written there on the screen kezi." Sans says pointing to the numbers under the video screen.

"No, no, no… I... was…. jus kiddin' ya really can't come over 'ere, it ain't safe for ya. Forget I said anythin' Sweetheart."

"It should be fine, I'm prepared for dangerous universes, the more diverse the places the better for my research." She hums typing into the wrist device. "So… 6.5.12.12" 

"Na Kezi, I mean it, if ya come 'ere ya will f***in' die. No joke!" Red says with all seriousness. 

"But I gotta come over at some point for my research, so why not now? When I know I got at least one guy on my side. Unless.... you don't think you're strong enough to keep me alive for three days." 

"I mean I can totally keep ya alive 'ere for like a week at least." 

"Awesome!! I'll meet you in Snowdin forest in five." She giggles as she hangs up. "Oh shoot sorry… that was your call an I kinda hung up for you…" she apologises to Sans.

"No it's cool, we were pretty much finished anyway." Sans chuckles. "You go ahead and get ready to meet Romeo." 

"Romeo??" Kezi asks, tilting her head curiously. 

"Yeah he was totally hitting on you. Didn't you pick up on that??" 

"No, he was just... just joking… A-anyway… I'm gonna get my stuff and say bye and everything…" 

She packed up her things and said her goodbyes ready to embark on a new adventure. . . 

****

So there she was standing… shivering in the middle of a blizzard in Snowdin forest… everything a blanket of white... She couldn't see a thing... as she waits for the golden fanged skeleton to appear. . . 

"Ya f***in' idiot! I can't believe this sh**!!!" He growls.

"S-S...Sans?! Red? Is that you!?" She calls back as she shivers from the cold icy wind.

A figure comes closer becoming more visible with each step.

"Yeah it's f***in' me." He puts a hand on her shoulder and with a fizzle of magic the world spins as he shortcuts.

 She falls on him a little dizzy and disorientated as she now finds herself inside a messy room… and it stinks of mustard. 

"Ya f***in' idiot!!! I told ya not to come ya moron, ya stupid li'l pipsqueak! Now ya gonna get yer self f***in killed!!" 

"Has anyone told you that you have a foul mouth? You don't have to be so mean." She pouts and frowns at his rudeness but his words really stung for some reason...

"Yeah an' I kinda do cuz that's f***in' life 'ere. Anyone ev'r told ya yer a f***in' stupid idiot??? Now ya coursin' a sh** ton of trouble."

"Yeah…." She mumbles looking away and bitting back some tears... "I'm sorry… I um… got... a little... ahead of myself…" She sighs… and sniffles... "I should have listened…" 

He looks at her sad little face and feels a little pain in his soul...

I.... damn I've messed up...

"Na… I'm the f***in' idiot. I shouldn't 'ave invited ya over. It was stupid, I also shouldn't 'ave shouted at ya like that…. 'm sorry…" He sighs… "ya jus.... to cute 'n pure fer the world I live in… Ya should really leave…" 

"I can't…" 

"What? Course ya can. Just... just put in a code in ya watch thing?... damn please jus be sh***in with me."

"It… it's got to recharge… I'm stuck here for at least three days… I'm sorry..." 

"You gotta be jokin'?" 

"No I'm really not…." 

He lets out a heavy sigh... "Don't worry Sweetheart, I'll look after ya. Three days? piece a cake. This I'll be fine."

Then… it sounds like a door opens and slams shut…. "Sh**.... that's my bro…." 

[kenhchiasethongtinhay]

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Ảnh trắng đen tạo ra một bức tranh cùng một tông màu, giúp bạn tập trung vào kết cấu, bố cục và hình dáng của chủ thể.

Chúng ta đang thấy và sống trong một thế giới đầy màu sắc. Một thế giới màu sắc phản ánh chúng ta đang phát triển như thế nào. Vậy tại sao lại chọn ảnh trắng đen khi ngày nay các công nghệ kỹ thuật số có thể mang lại cho chúng ta những màu sắc đẹp nhất.

Ảnh trắng đen là vĩnh cửu hay nói cách khác nó không bị lỗi thời theo giời gian, nhưng còn nhiều hơn thế, nó biến đổi bức ảnh trong một lĩnh vực không phải là trừu tượng và cũng không phải là thực tế. Ảnh trắng đen vẽ lại một bức ảnh theo màu sắc tinh tế, huyền ảo của màu xám và một bố cục mới cho bức ảnh. Nó còn làm tăng chiều sâu của chủ thể và mở rộng các ý tưởng tiềm năng trong nhiếp ảnh.

File Raw và thời đại vàng của ảnh trắng đen: Thực tế thì hầu hết các bức ảnh sẽ đẹp hơn nếu có màu sắc, nhưng có một vài chủ đề sẽ đẹp, lạ và có chiều sâu hơn khi chuyển sang ảnh trắng đen.

Cách đây hơn 80 năm khi mà Ansel Adams (1902-1984) cho ra đời những bức ảnh nghệ thuật trắng đen đầu tiên vào năm 1927 thì lúc đó nó được coi là một nghệ thuật nhiếp ảnh cao cấp, vì khi đó để có một bức ảnh trắng đen nghệ thuật thì cần làm trong phòng tối với các hóa chất và công cụ phức tạp. Nhưng ngày nay, trong thời đại kỹ thuật số, chúng ta có thể dễ dàng chuyển sang ảnh trắng đen mà vẫn giữ được nét tinh tế khi làm thủ công.

Người ta thường sử dụng Adobe Photoshop Lightroom và Adobe Camera Raw để chuyển sang ảnh trắng đen. Với các phầm mêm này bạn có thể cho ra nhưng kết quả đáng kinh ngạc với những bức ảnh có chiều sâu và độ tương phản cao.

Cái mà cũng tạo nên cuộc cách mạng thực sự trong việc tạo ảnh trắng đen ngày hôm nay đó là sử dụng file Raw. Khi bạn chụp bằng film, thì trước khi chụp bạn phải quyết định xem loại film nào để đặt vào máy ảnh trước khi bấm máy và không thể thay đổi cuộn film trong lúc đang chụp trừ khi bạn chụp hết film. Nhưng hôm nay, với công nghệ file Raw, nó giúp ta thoát khỏi các quyết định khó khăn đó vào thời điểm chụp. Hơn thế nữa nó giúp chúng ta tạo ra nhiều phong cách ảnh trắng đen khác nhau chỉ trong cùng một tập tin và có thể thiết lập lại từ đầu khi bạn muốn.

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Một trong những lý do thuyết phục nhất cho việc chụp ảnh trắng đen ngày nay là ảnh trắng đen cho phép các nhiếp ảnh gia và người xem khảo sát và nghiên cứu một số thành phần cơ bản của kết cấu, bố cục và hình dáng chủ thể. Một nhiếp ảnh gia chụp ảnh màu thường sẽ tin vào các sự tương phản màu sắc để tạo ra sự phân biệt giữa các yếu tố trong một khung hình. Với ảnh trắng đen, họ cân nhắc các ánh sáng tương phản nhau, các khoảng trống đơn giản, kết cấu, các đường và hình dáng. Sự nghiên cứu khắt khe đó giúp mở rộng sự hiểu biết của những thứ mà chúng ta chụp và những thứ mà chúng ta xem.

Ví dụ trong hình con voi dưới đây, nếu chụp ảnh có màu chắc chắn sẽ không để lại ấn tượng gì cho bạn, nhưng nếu chuyển qua trắng đen, nó làm nổi bật lớp da bị bong ra, kết cấu của các cọng lông và các vết sẹo qua năm tháng.

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Zone system là kỹ thuật nhiếp ảnh được phát triển bởi Ansel Adams và Fred Archer vào năm 1939-1940. Ngày xưa, trong thời đại phim nhựa chưa phát triển lắm, họ đã đưa ra một hệ thống gồm 11 vùng trị số thời chụp (từ 0 đến X theo số đếm của ký tự La Mã), trong đó, trị số vùng 0 được xem là vùng đen tuyệt đối, còn vùng X gọi là vùng trắng tuyệt đối (không chi tiết). Vùng V là vùng đặt trị số thời chụp. 0 I II III IV V VI VII VIII IX X – Vùng 0 là vùng tối, vùng đen tuyệt đối – Vùng I là vùng tối, gần như không còn chi tiết. – Vùng II là vùng tối, còn rất ít chi tiết. – Vùng III là vùng tối, với khá nhiều chi tiết. – Vùng IV là vùng tối, với đầy đủ chi tiết có thể nhận diện được. – Vùng V là vùng đặt trị số thời chụp, nơi những chi tiết sáng rõ giá trị nhất được tái hiện. – Vùng VI là vùng sáng, với đầy đủ chi tiết ghi nhận được. – Vùng VII là vùng sáng, với khả năng thấy được khá nhiều chi tiết. – Vùng VIII là vùng sáng, không còn thấy nhiều chi tiết nữa. – Vùng IX là vùng sáng, khó có thể thấy được chi tiết nào. – Vùng X là vùng sáng tuyệt đối, hoàn toàn không có khả năng thấy được chi tiết gì nữa.

Dùng Zone system như thế nào ? Khi nhìn vào ống ngắm, ta sẽ thấy một cái thanh nằm ngang có thông số từ -2 -1 0 +1 +2. Ở dưới thanh ngang này có một cái mũi tên, mũi tên này chỉ vào đâu thì đó chính là thông số mà máy ảnh đo cho mình so với độ sáng trung bình (gray 18%). Có thể hiểu nôm na là: -2 là tối đen, -1 là tối vừa, 0 là trung bình (gray card), +1 là sáng hơn, +2 là rất sáng. Nếu mũi tên không lọt vài vùng -2 -> +2 thì sẽ rất khó có thể cứu được, kể cả photoshop (mọi người hay gọi là đen quá hoặc cháy).

Ví dụ khi focus vào một tờ giấy đen, máy sẽ cho mình một thông số (có thể đúng hay sai), ví dụ nó chỉ vào -1. Đấy là máy nói quyết định thế. Nếu bấm máy lúc này thì tờ giấy đen nó không đen hẳn mà hơi sáng một chút. Nhưng ta biết rõ rằng vì tờ giấy đen, mũi tên phải chỉ vào -2 thì mới đúng. Vì vậy, ta có thể chỉnh bù sáng (Exposure compensation) nếu xài Av/Tv 1 stop. Nếu xài Manual mode thì chỉnh lại thông số cho phù hợp.

Ngược lại nếu là một tờ giấy trắng thì thông số đúng lại là +2. Như vậy ta sẽ làm chủ máy. Những người chụp landscape rất thành thạo với kỹ thuật này. Ví dụ chụp bình minh chẳng hạn, người ta phải đo sáng foreground, sau đó đo sáng bầu trời. Tìm ra sự chênh lệch giữa 2 vùng sáng này. Sau đó quyết định dùng Graduated Neutral Density (GND) bao nhiêu stop cho phù hợp.

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Winter, 2013.

A brisk December day approaches Syeda (Syd for short) in her small Uptown studio apartment that she’s dishing out way too much money for. She rubs her eyes in disdain that the sun is up again, she only just gotten to bed three hours ago, working on her lookbook for her fashion line the entire night prior. Syeda worked hard, and played hard. She not only lived the montra, she loved it. She rose out of her bed and stumbled to her bathroom, conveniently tripping over a pile of the clothes that she wore the day before.

She flipped the switch, the fluorescent light flickered its usual three times before turning on completely as her slender framed mug came into full view.  Her view spanned over her caramel skin complexion. Her face lightly covered with faint freckles over her cheeks, her full lips, and the scar under her right cheekbone that her dog gave her when she was nine. She huffed at the faint mark, the loc of frizzy and curly hair that covered her face moved up and down as she did so. She grabbed her red bandana designed iPhone  from the dresser that was adjacent from the other side of the bathroom door and clicked through her Apple Music until she stopped at her Harlem4L playlist, she decided to start her day by blasting Cam’ron x Lil Wayne “Suck it or Not” She dance/strutted back into the bathroom, grabbed her large tooth comb from the counter and began to lip sync, “Ma, I been huggin’ the block/ That’s right. Hustlin’ rocks./ I know I been puffin’ a lot/ But a nigga wanna know baby girl you gon suck it or not?” Her free arm moving along to every other syllable of every bar as if she was Cam himself, rapping at the Apollo Theatre. She chuckled at herself and moved along to the shower, throwing on her shower cap. She was turning on the hot water..or so she thought. The hot water was out again and Mr. Van Den Berg, Syd’s elderly landlord and the tenant in the loft downstairs, said that the plumber came last month and fixed the issue. She groaned and practically threw on her camel colored Uggs before she stomped out the door.

She swung the door open and immediately walked to her left toward the stairway without looking and bumped into someone. She didn’t even take a second to look back, she just said, “My bad.” and made a beeline for Mr. V’s door. He opened the door before Syd’s petite hand could form a fist to knock on it. “Miss mooie bloem, good morning. Heard your dainty footsteps, I knew you were coming down here, how may I help?” She heard the sarcasm in his tone when he mentioned her footsteps. She rolled her eyes, “Mr. V, the hot water is out again, I can’t shower in cold water, It’s December, you gon’ have me out here with the flu or somethin’!”  He shook his head no and grabbed his cordless phone in the same instant to contact the building’s pumber. Syd pressed the power button on her phone to check the time, 9:47am, “Yo Mr. V, I need him here in the next hour. I have a meeting to go to and I can’t be late!” Mr. Van Den Berg nodded his head and stated that Yasin would be there by 10:15. Syd stomped up the stairs she heard a male’s baritone say, “Yeah, your lil ass neighbor bumped into me, didn’t even look back to see if I was okay or anything, cuh!” That accent, he definitely wasn’t from New York, let alone from the east coast. She twisted her doorknob and mumbled, “Well maybe you need to look where you going, CUH.”

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Syeda had been pacing back and forth in her cramped kitchen for what seemed like hours, She tapped the home button on her phone. 11:01am Fuck. She thought in her mind. She heard two taps on her front door, she swung it open, and went off, “Do you not think that anyone has a fuckin’ life. You’re over thirty fuckin’ minutes late and I was supposed to be gone by now! ARE YOU DUMB?” This brutha stood at least about 6’2”, about 280..maybe 290 lbs. Syeda couldn’t give a fuck less that she was maybe a quarter of his size. She stepped up to him, thinking her 5’1”, 133 lbs. would match up to him by being closer. She was so busy flying off the handle that she didn’t notice her neighbor across the hall, Ziggy (short for his last name, “Zigler”) and the mystery out of towner she ran into earlier were going downstairs, headed out. By the time she got done yelling, they were at the bottom of the staircase and she heard that voice again, “Aye cuh, Couldn’t be me. I would’ve taught her lil wild ass some manners.” Mystery man was faced toward the door and as soon as he finished his rude comment, he was gone. Syd decided to let that ride, since she figured she wouldn’t see him again, and turned her attention back to Yasin. He raised his eyebrow, and took one step past her into the apartment, still staring at her. “Traffic.” he simply stated then he walked straight back to the bathroom.

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Syeda’s phone began to vibrate and go off, “BESTIE BIIIIIIIIIIIIHHHH” with too many twin and heart emojis to count ran across the screen. She sneered over at Yasin, he was still seated on her toilet seat reaching over the tub, fixing whatever. She looked above the call and saw 11:52. She sighed and accepted the facetime call. Yani, or Ayana when Syd is mad at her, looked directly into the front facing camera, “BITCH. Wher--I KNOW YOUR ASS STILL NOT AT HOME WITH A GOTDAMN SHOWER CAP ON! YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE HERE IN LIKE, 10 MINUTES. WHAT THE FUCK!” Syd palmed her face slowly and sighed. “Yani, I knowwwwww. My damn hot water went out again!” She pointed her phone to show Yasin in the bathroom. “Oooooh, damn girl, I know it’s some other pipes that he can fix in that lonely ass apartment of yours.” Yani pointed at Syd’s lower extremities. Syd scoffed and rushed her off the phone, “I’LL BE AN HOUR LATE, BYE BITCH.” beep beep beep. 

The line went dead. For sure, Yasin heard what her obnoxious best friend said about her box, she threw her phone on the bed and tiptoed into the bathroom. Once she reached the doorway, Yasin turned around and slightly jumped. “Oh, I just finished up here, ma. I apologize, my Uncle was supposed to fully replace this pipe when he came here last month. He came in the week before he retired, I guess he got lazy and patched it up.” Syd crossed her arms as he stood up and flashed his million dollar smile, “It should be good now.” Syd is all about details. Being a fashion merch graduate, it’s in her nature. She scanned over his dark chocolate frame, the vain in his lower arm bulging out, the tattoos covering the areas above it. She skimmed up to his face. Well, his full lips. The bottom slightly larger than the top. Now formed into a slight grin. Her lip twisted to the right in reaction to it. She blinked her way out of her trance. “Okay.” She finally replied. Yasin smirked as he made strides to the front door, making his exit. He stopped at her doorway after opening the door. Syd trailed behind him and stopped in the foyer when he turned. “Hey, uhh..” He held his hand out to Syd. She searched over his extended arm to see the Arabic saying on his arm and read it aloud, “Silence is the interpreter of happiness.” She blinked, looking up at him. “Oh, I’m sorry?” He huffed, “Your name, Miss?” She grabbed his hand and shook, “Syd.” Yasin squinted at the young woman that was quite smaller than him with an attitude of a giant. “You know Arabic?” She nodded, “Moms was from Philly, she was raised Islamic. You?” he stroked his thick goatee and rebutted, “My family is Muslim, My mom was raised baptist but she transitioned when she met my pops, My uncles, brothers, cousins, grands.. They’re all Muslim.” “Alhamdulillah!” Syd chanted as she threw her hands up and chuckled. Yasin couldn’t help but laugh with her, her humor and contagious laugh was simply irresistible. “Well, Syd, I gotta go to my next client..but if you free for a late lunch later..maybe we can chop it up over a nice meal?” Syd stepped closer looking him in the eye, “I can let you know.” She handed him her phone to put his number in it. He started typing away when her phone vibrated twice, signaling that she gotten a message. Yasin paused, then finished typing, smiling the entire time. “Alright Miss Syd. Later.” He began his descent to the hallway door. Syd closed her front door, and ran to the shower.

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Syeda ran down 125th Street to cross over St. Nicholas Ave to get to St. Nick Park. Stumbling past bystanders and bikers on the pavement with a thousand things in her hand with her hair blowing wherever the wind takes it, Syd finally makes it to the meeting spot that her and Yani agreed to host the meeting. She placed her things with her personal assistant, Myles, who is a big ball of fabulousness; Always dependable and has an incredible fashion sense. Yani looked at Syd as if she was a bat flying out of hell and quickly flattened Syd’s curly tresses back to frame her face. She was beginning to look like cousin It. Syd thanked her girl for the assist, “Do I look okay?” Yani assessed. Syd was in a rush, but she picked a black long sleeved crop turtleneck, high waisted light denim mom jeans, and leather knee high boots. She accompanied the outfit with her childhood gold personalized “Syd” necklace and “Syeda” one finger ring, along with her new Off-White yellow label belt. Yani nodded as she looked up to her face. Syd had no time to put on makeup, but she threw on a red ombre lip, lashes, and liner; black at the top, white at the bottom to accentuate her almond eyes. Yani smiled in agreeance. “Yes bitch. You look good!” Syd breathed a sigh of relief as Yani took a seat on the bottom step of “Sentra”, the exhibit from Harlem Studio Museum that she dubbed the perfect meeting spot for the occasion. 

The crowd of people that had been calmly chatting amongst themselves had gotten quiet and all eyes were on Syd. She cleared her throat, “Hello Everyone, My name is Syeda Mari. I am owner and the creative behind UPTXWN Clothing. As you all know by the flyer..” As she grabbed one from the ever dependable Myles. “..I have a lookbook that I am preparing to drop on Spring Fashion Week in February. As I know, Two months is such a short time to plot a production as big as I am asking for but just based on the turnout I have here, I know it can be done.” “You got this Syd!” Yani’s supportive mom voice sang out. Applause rang out. “But we gotta band together.. Network. Get this premiere party to be the talk of the town. I need my models on point, I need you all to show up to the shoots, leave that ego bullshit at the door. If I put you in it, I don’t care if it’s a water buffalo coat with silk drawls. Make it look like couture.” The hustler in Syd began to come out. She’s all about having fun and turning up, but when it’s time to work, Syd don’t play. Everyone knew it too, from old college professors at Columbia to ex boyfriends who relish at her success that she’s had since graduating. Syd is a go getter. She took a look at her audience from left to right and saw all familiar faces of former colleagues she worked with in her fashion showrunner days, and a couple more from around the way. She smiled at the great turnout and calmed her tone. “I need for the production crew to be on time as well, I book locations by the time. Not by the day. So please. Be on time.” She pointed to her photographer, Iyo. Iyo threw up his prayer hands and bowed. Signaling that he heard her and he don’t want no smoke. “I also need my MUAs to plan the looks. I plan the outfits, Gigi, please plan the faces to go with these bomb ass looks.” Gigi stood up, as colourful as she could be in her loud colored fur coat, “Of course Syd, We gotchu.” As her team nodded in agreeance. “Videography, Semaj..Andy..Lon, We need to set up a meeting after this to talk visuals.” Andy tilted his head upward to let Syd know that he heard her. 

“And last but not least, my PR agent. My amazingly amazing best friend. Ayana. Girl. I need you to get the best of the best people at this show. I need you to pull this final product all together to help my baby UPTXWN come alive!” Yani wiped a fake tear from her face and ran to hug Syd. “Of course, you know it’s done.” Everyone roared in applause. Syd yelled over it, “Okay everyone thank you for coming out! Leave your email and phone information with Myles and I’ll see you all at the next shoot!” 

The audience began to separate into their own groups. Syd and Yani floated around to each one until they got to the last cluster. Yani had to get back to the office so she dismissed herself, “Girl, Martinez is on my ass about my time! I’ll meet them at the next shoot! BYE BITCH!” Syd sucked her teeth. Yani knew she hated extracurricular socializing. 

She made her way over to the group to see Ziggy, a renowned photographer. Even though he works for CNN, he liked fashion photography and was looking to expand his portfolio with the lookbook. Two men and a woman accompanied him. “Zig! Thank you for coming out! Or who I gotta thank at CNN?” She queried, completely joking. Ziggy sarcastically responded, “You can thank Anthony Bourdain for giving me the week off, but I’ll be in Berlin next Thursday.” “Oh, you know your landlord is going next week too? Maybe you two could finally get to know each other, trade war stories.” Syd made small talk with him for a while, discussing a couple of his many travels and he explained that his job is why he’s in the studio across the hall, because he’s rarely home anyway. 

Syd nodded in agreeance as she looked around to observe everyone else he was with. “I’m sorry everyone. Nice to meet you. I’m Syeda. Zig is my neighbor. And you all are?” The woman introduced herself first. She had a pecan tan tone and  a short tapered curly cut. She was 5’9”, thick stature yet barely had a midsection so she was athletic. “Nina.” They shook hands. “I heard you needed models, I’ve modeled for Stussy, American Apparel, Yeezy..Zig told me about your line. I love how you repping Harlem. I gotta be a part of this.” “Glad to have you join us Nina, thank you.” The guy next to her spoke, “Uh..Hello. Im Byron, friends call me B. I work in IT, I do editing on the side. If your videography team needs an editor, I’m available.” Syd nodded, “As a matter of fact, that’s exactly what they need. I’m meeting with them next week, I’ll text you the details.” B smiled and thanked her. Ziggy introduced the last person, “Oh Sy, (Zig was the ONLY person besides her parents to call her that) this is Erik. My cousin. Syd blinked and looked up to his 6’0” frame. She blinked and looked at his face length dreads. She blinked and noticed his mustache, goatee and his thick plump lips. She licked her lips and slightly opened her mouth and before she could speak and introduce herself, that annoying baritone that she heard hours ago rang back up. “Ohhhh.. You the biddy that ran into me. You know, I could’ve been hurt.” he said, putting his hand above his heart. He was completely being dramatic. Syd rolled her eyes in disgust. “You’re a big boy. I’m sure you’ll be fine.” Erik stepped up to her, she noticed a slight gleam in his eyes, “Yeah, I am a big boy.” he grinned and sized her up. “Zig, get your cousin, before I really hurt him.” She squinted her eyes at her last three words. Erik didn’t move one inch away from her. He took her hand, kissed it, and returned with,  “Hurt me, baby.” She scoffed and her hand dashed across his face. “OUCH! MY NAIL!” Syd drew her hand back and noticed that the tip of her red coffin shaped nail was on the ground. Which would’ve been okay if her nails were painted red. They were black. Her finger was bleeding.

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