#but also completely unsure of its actual quality so im also not ''proud'' at all

[crispyjenkins]

“I am a servant, Gwaine.” “You’re more than that.” “He doesn’t know that.” “Then tell him.” Or: it isn't Gwaine's job (or Destiny) to worry about the Dragonborn, but he's going to do it anyway.

wrote a short oneshot for my sib's birthday and also because i have skyrim brainrot

(rated pg, mild hurt/comfort, fireside chats, merlin is the dragonborn obv, gwaine is protective, universe fusion so arthur is a jarl lol)

[artificialqueens]

Remember me? Of course you do (Biadore) -Burgundy

AN: take this as my apology for the horror that was that last fic. i wanted to write something as fluffy as i could, while also working with trans!adore, with these two prompts:

“She said her name was Sylvie and she was twelve and took me to see her beheaded China doll collection”

“And she never saw him again”

and this was the result! i wrote this actually pretty quickly but im proud of it so, here you go! xx <3

Bianca ignored as most of the younger kids on her block were playing in their yards, some of them looking at her. She was just on her way back from a friend’s house, and wanted to go home before dark. Then a little boy fell in front of her.

And she means fell. Completely face first into the ground, knees and hands probably scraped, and a rickety old skateboard on it’s side on the sidewalk. Bianca didn’t actually care that much. Now, she wasn’t heartless, she just really did not care about this boy. She tried stepping around him, but couldn’t quite stretch her legs far enough.

Until he started crying.

He sat up, tears streaming down his cheeks. However, he wasn’t making too much noise. Some small whimpering, here and there, but mostly he was just trembling. Bianca looked down at him, and his brown hair that was oddly long for a boy. He had on ripped jeans and a loose shirt and converse. She didn’t expect anything more or less from a skateboarder. She reached down and awkwardly patted his shoulder, not quite sure what she was supposed to do. Console him?

“Are you okay?” she asked, making him sniffle and look up. Big green eyes looked up at her, his cheeks shining with tear tracks.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” his words were shaky, and he started to get up by himself. He was slightly shorter than Bianca, and she was fine with that.

“Well, I should probably get-”

“I’m Danny,” he said, smiling. Bianca looked down and saw that he had his hand out to shake. What the fuck was this kid? She hesitantly shook Danny’s hand, noticing how scraped the skin there was. Nothing was bleeding, though.

“Bianca,” she hadn’t seen this kid around, but she had heard Courtney talk about a Danny. Could’ve been the same person.

“Do you wanna come over to my house?” Danny asked, and Bianca was taken aback. They had just met seconds ago because he fell in front of her, and now he was offering to take her to his house. He was definitely bold, bolder than Bianca would ever be.

“Um, sure?” her answer was unsure, but Danny smiled brightly, wiping off his cheeks one last time and grabbing Bianca’s arm. He led her to a small house nearby, opening the door, and letting Bianca enter first. It was clean, for the most part. As clean as any house with kids would be, she guessed.

“Mom, I have a friend over!” he hollered through the house, but Bianca wasn’t sure where his mom was.

“Okay!” a voice called back, making Bianca even more confused. Her parents would kill her if she dared to yell inside, or even bring a friend over uninvited. Bianca’s parents were all about planning and strict rules, therefore Bianca was, too.

“So how old are you?” Bianca asked, not meaning for the question to come out, but Danny’s eyes seemed amused, leading Bianca through the house. He smiled for a bit, coming to a door and turning back to Bianca.

“Twelve,” he answered, opening a door and Bianca’s eyes were attacked. There was a lot to take in in one setting. The floor was messy, clothes scattered throughout the room, a dresser with all of its drawers open, a furby on top of said dresser, and then a headless China doll next to said furby. Besides that, the bed was a mess with a radio on top of it and a huge stack of cds next to it.

“Wow,” was another thing that Bianca didn’t mean to let slip out, but it did and she almost covered her mouth. Danny was still smiling, though, and he practically skipped into the bedroom and patted the bed for Bianca to sit down, too. He started messing with the radio, popping in a cd that was already out of its case.

“Tell me about yourself,” Danny started, staring contently into Bianca’s eyes, making Bianca feel flustered.

“There’s not much to say, I’m pretty average,”

“What’s your zodiac?” Danny interrupted, making Bianca jump a little.

“My what?”

“Your star sign?” he seemed dead set on finding this out, and she didn’t really understand it. She had no idea what he was even talking about. He finally sighed, turning his attention back to the radio.

“What’s your- um- zodiac?” Bianca asked. Danny smiled, and Bianca swore that smile was going to be the death of her.

“Libra,” he answered, looking back at her, “what’s your birthday?”

“June 27th,” she said, and he smiled even wider, his eyes brighter than before.

“Ooh, a cancer,” he said in a sing-song voice, and Bianca was entranced at this point. She pulled her phone out of her pocket, looked at the time and then back up at Danny.

“Um, I think I have to go now,”

“Aw, really?”

“Curfew and all that,”

The two said their goodbyes. Bianca was surprised when Danny pulled her into a hug before patting her on the shoulder as she left.

….

She never saw him again. To be fair, Bianca never really went out of her way to see him again, and she accepted the idea that maybe his family moved. It didn’t really matter because she was in college in a new city and honestly, completely overworked.

There was a small cafe nearby that she went to so often that the main barista knew her by name, knew what she wanted, and that was so nice to walk into after a long day. So after a particularly long last class, she ran through the rainy streets to walk into the cafe. It wasn’t busy, a few people scattered here and there, but nothing too big. She nodded at the redhead at the front, who started working on her latte right away.

She sat at a small booth, and started putting her auburn hair into a bun. There wasn’t anything she hated more than how the rain made it feel, so having it up was a blessing. The door opened again, and she heard another girl put in an order. Bianca started scrolling through her phone, but was stopped when she heard someone next to her speak.

“Is it alright if I sit here?” Bianca looked up, and there was a girl with long brown hair that was messy and the rain obviously wasn’t helping it. Bianca nodded, but instead of sitting, the girl’s eyes widened. Her mouth opened and she smiled brightly at Bianca. Bianca just sat there, wondering what was so special about her.

And then she hugged her. Bianca was hugging a random girl that she met in a cafe. It wasn’t until the girl pulled away that Bianca started scanning her over and looking for memorable qualities.

The girl sat down across from Bianca, and looked at her in the eyes. The girl had bright green eyes and oh my god.

“Danny?” she finally asked. The girl visibly flinched, a look going over her face that Bianca couldn’t quite read, but she was back to normal in a second. Bianca realized what she had done and was about to apologize but the girl held her hand up. Her smile was still wide on her face.

“Well, my name is Adore now,” she said, and Bianca nodded. She could tell some of the same fashion sense was there, purposefully messy. Bianca wouldn’t expect anything more or less from her, she guessed. The smile was still the same, the eyes were definitely still the same. Her lips were a bit more plump and they were coated with red lipstick. Bianca was no stranger to that product, herself, but it looked so much more appealing on Adore.

“You look great,” Bianca finally snapped out of her thoughts, complementing Adore on her new look. The brunette looked down, a blush starting to spread on her cheeks and her smile never leaving her lips.

“So, we haven’t seen each other in a while,” Adore started, resting her chin on her hand, and that’s when Bianca noticed her nails painted black. They were chipped though, and it all just seemed to fit with Adore.

“Do you still skateboard?” Bianca asked, making Adore giggle.

“Hell yeah! I don’t have my license, public transport costs too much, why the fuck not?” to that Bianca couldn’t help but smile, as Adore just seemed to radiate positive energy.

“You’re very energetic,” Bianca commented. Adore smirked, taking a sip of the frappucino she had gotten. The older couldn’t help but watch Adore’s lips wrap around the straw, but their eyes still ended up meeting.

“I’m a libra,” Adore finally responded, licking some foam from off her lip. This made Bianca laugh a little, and Adore seemed to feel successful for getting that out of Bianca. Their last encounter was so much more fast paced and Bianca didn’t really think too much about it afterwards. Now that they were sitting together, bantering back and forth, she couldn’t help but think how lucky it was that she moved.

They both sat together, talking away until about an hour after they had both finished their drinks, even being asked by the woman at the front if they needed anything else. It was amazing how much they had in common, first of all, but how much they were different. That was a big deal because they seemed to click so well together. Adore finally checked her phone, gasping at how late it had gotten.

“Shit, I need to go,” she swore, looking up at Bianca apologetically.

“It’s fine, give me your phone,” Bianca said. It was a bold move but if a bold move hadn’t been made years ago they wouldn’t have gotten here, would they?

Adore handed her phone over, her smile growing as she realized what Bianca was doing. Once she got it back, they both stood up and headed towards the door. Bianca opened it, letting Adore pass by first. As Adore did, however, she pecked Bianca on the cheek. It was soft enough that it was over quickly, but firm enough that it had left a mark.

“Text me later, yeah?” Adore asked, not so much for confirmation that Bianca was going to text but confirmation that Bianca was okay with what just happened. Bianca nodded, waving a small goodbye.

And once Adore had walked away far enough, she did a small fist pump into the air. She had just gotten a cute girl’s number, and she had aced an essay she needed for one of her classes. The day just kept getting better.

[jaredmuirhead]

Evaluation

During my FMP my Primary and Secondary research has been more than helpful, this is because my my secondary research has given me the base layer of ideas that I’d like to use and explore with, which will help evolve my work over the course of my FMP. My primary research has been able to let me see first hand of what I want my outcome to look like. Where some primary researched images that I took have given me ideas of what I would like, others have actually been included within my final outcome. All in all my research has been very important within my FMP as it has led me to making crucial changes and choices to my work and given me inspiration. I referred to my research during my FMP as I didn't want to start to sway from what I had originally set out for myself to do, although you do want to develop your ideas an be influenced along the way I didn't want to go too far off path with what I had set out to do. 

Researching OFF WHITE clothing brand was very influential to the ideas I came up with and for what I wanted my final ideas to look like, because of this it led me to looking at marble effects and marble statues which i have used in my final pieces. It also gave me the idea of having print designs on the sleeves of my tops.

Im really proud of my tops visually and have come out almost exactly as I've wanted them too! I'm really pleased as I’ve been able use my resarch an implement it within my work, I love the fact that I've been able to get my grunge look right and that they go really well with my marble statued images. My logo is also something I'm very pleased with as I feel it looks professional and the meaning is of ‘TECHNE’ is fitting to my Brand. I do love the design of having a print own the side of the sleeves on my shirts but the didn't come out as well as I would've liked, they came out very faded within the screen print process and this could look good as it gives more of a grunge look yet I feel like it was too faded. 

Certain I feel have all come out great but not to a professional brand standard. This is because things such as screen printing and using the heat press can all come out great, but when these are not massively produced using machines then you find yourself making small human errors or mistakes that will always happen. For instance, you may apply too much paint to your screen for when printing and your image may comes out smudged leading it to look unprofessional and not to a retail standard. Using the heat press is also very similar as you will not get the image straight 100% of the time. 

my approach to design ideas was to find as much research I could that I liked, after this i would then to come up with design ideas and start to create mock up top designs. I feel that I could have been much more thorough throughout this stage but I found it easier than I thought to create something that I thought was visually appealing to me and to the buyer. 

During my FMP I did have to change my ideas when experimenting with different media, these changes where using an actual image of a statue that i took myself, then transferring it onto my top using the heat press rather than designing me own image on illustrator and screen printing the illustration onto the tee, I chose to change this because my ideas changed during the process as it made the tops look more professional and related to my research much more. Because of this my final outcome was quite different to my original ideas as I had planned to create the main focus point of the T-Shirrts being screen printed instead of being heat transferred images. I also didn't think i would have gone down the route of having my brand based on Greek designs and thought my tees would've been a mixture of different bright an exciting illustrations that I’d come up with after researching many different designs and brands. I had some difficulty with my project when it came to affording the recourses to complete my work, I had to pay for all my own resources and printing using the wages which I earn from my job, as i have other general living things to ay for an don't earn that much I found it very hard to afford what I needed during my project. I also had some minor issues with screen printing my logos onto my tees, this is because my screen prints wouldn't come out perfect every time due to human error by myself making some small mistakes when applying the ink to the screen. The issues I had with screen printing my logos was only minor and would be hard to tell from the human eye unless focused and inspected on, which is why I decided to leave the problem also as trying to fix this would've made the issue much worse. I had the idea that my tees would've had screen printed frames around the heat pressed images of the greek statues yet didn't have the recourses or money to be able to create a mock top that i could've experimented this on. The reason I also didn't try this is because I was unsure if the ink would've soaked into the image as it was not fabric but a plastic type sticker which is heated onto the top. I had set out for myself to create hoodies and also a website for my brand but i changed my mind this because i lost interest in hoody designs as I found that not many brands did very exciting hoody designs that would inspire me. with the brand website I thought with at the end of my FMP my studio space could be made into sort of a pop up shop with my clothes hanging up as in a shop which I decided to do eventually which is why i dropped the idea of having a website. 

Overall I am very satisfied with my outcomes for the brand I have created. I believe I have been able to create a brand that sells quality shirts that look appealing to todays youth an would be bought by many. I have successfully been able to hit all my targets of what I wanted to do and create with this project with my brand. the only change I would make to improve my outcome is too start creating my tops earlier so I could find the floors within the screen printing process and heat press process, this would allow me to understand how I could change my method of how I use these skills to make sure I create the right outcome almost every time. I feel that my time management and workload could have been improved but as I work on on Saturdays its hard for me to find time, especially when I need the money from that job to be able to afford the resources I need to create my shirts. Peers where also very useful in making me help decisions, this is because i viewed them as the public and would give out questions as to see what they thought would be better for my brand. 

I believe this assignment gives helps give you the skills to be better with your time management and helps you become better at decision making based on what you feel is right and what is wrong. the assignment gives you self entitlement and teaches you how to get by on your own, It basically gives you an insight to what the future my hold when it comes to working in the Art and Design industry.